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I could actually recall one short dream tonight!

Next class

I was in the gymnasium for my first class. It just ended and everyone seem to have left. The gym had around the same shape as my current one but there was a stage set on the far wall. A bunch of little kids, around 5th graders, came and they were getting ready to play pin dodgeball. I was leaving too but I accidentally knocked over a pin and bent over to pick it up. The bottom was slanted and it took some effort to set it straight. I was heading by the door and for some reason the teacher of my next period class was there. He was going to lead the class I just had over to the next. Bear in mind this teacher was the one I had last semester, he doesn't currently teach me. We were heading up these stairs and we went through these hallways which looked very similar to a basement. We then reached a three way intersection and we went through one way. But around 3 other people went the other way. I was worried they were going to skip so I followed them and they were just sitting around this area. I forget what they said but I wasn't worried anymore so I went back to the classroom. I had to sit in this very deep black chair, which I assumed to be painted that way, so I was about to sit down when a girl behind me left her chair and sat down there. I told the teacher and asked me if I think she was actually a girl. I don't know .-. . All her friends were staring and giggling. I said no and they all burst out laughing. The girl, who was just smiling at me with a mad expression just turned around and I went in her chair. I don't know what happens after here.

I think it's safe to say that school related things or people is my dream sign, but I'm not assuming anything yet. I'll give it another week (If I can remember any dreams during it ;-; ).

Black: non-dream
Blue: non-lucid
Red: lucid

Dream - House fire and investigation

It's night time and there's news about a terrible house fire that claimed a property on the countryside. I'd say there was a definite sinister atmosphere in this dream, one of suspense and mystery revolving around murder. I seem to be driving past and I spot the flames... I'm not sure what kind of vehicle it was, I think I was kind of influenced by the sand boats in the 'Sands of Destruction' anime. Anyways... We (me and 2 others, I don't recall ever seeing their faces) investigate to see if we can catch the criminal, we sneak onto the property and the police haven't arrive on scene yet. I get the feeling that we could be blamed if we get caught but the others said it's okay because of the security cameras or something O_O. We continue on, the property has two main housings in it, walking along the driveway we find the first smoldering heap of the incinerated building, the second was down another driveway to our left. We head down the next driveway and the property is intact, suddenly one of my companions runs up and attacks someone who's in the window followed by a loud crash and bang.. But it turns out they're laughing together, and it was just some joke my companion was playing on his friend who was crawling through the window. The scene and atmosphere change radically around this point, we walk inside the house and there's a group of misfits chilling out. I now had purpose of finding someone... I don't remember who, how or why I was looking for this person but I walked outside and lo and behold, the sun is out and shining and there's a bunch of people grouped up in a way that could only mean they were standing on bleachers. The colour pink is quite strong and at least a few of the girls (of which there seemed to be HEAPS) had pom poms. There were a few of these girls walking around nearby in an extremely ditsy manner, one girl saying "O.M.G. like where is everybody?" which reflected my current goal of finding someone... She was also waving her arms around which I had to duck under because she was such an idiot -.-. The strangest thing happened next, I had something in my left ear which I felt underneath my hearing aid, I try flicking it out which I think I did with success as I see a bug on the ground... But then I suddenly have something in my throat and it's making me choke, I start hyperventilating and my mind is like "wtf is going on? Is this even possible?" then I end up waking up...

Note: my unexpected lucids seem to have ended with the completion of my 2 reports and poster speech :/ I think it was mostly related to the fact that when I get stressed out I would wake up in the middle of the night thinking about the list of things I had to do, which raised my awareness and allowed me to have these spontaneous lucids without trying.

Note: also a note about this dream is how real all those feelings felt, it didn't quite sink in until that last part where I truly felt I was choking.

Woohoo I had a few dreams I could remember last night and one sort of lucid/OBE that was pretty cool.

1: I was watching a football match and I noticed that 3 of the opposition players were samurai, and one of them, presumably the best, carried a sword as well. Those three started dominating the other team and everyone was getting scared by just how good they were.

2: My brother Aidan and I went to an ice cream place and got some nice gelati. We went inside and there was a sort of sports club where Johnno(Brad Johnson, football player from my childhood) was there as part of a tv show, I think he was interviewing Jason and Gordon and maybe someone else. I got in the way a bit trying to find a place to pay for the ice cream so I went to a bar in a different part of the place to pay. I gave the 50 dollar note and she said it was fake and to come with me. She led me into a small cupboard place and she told me that the note wasn’t actually fake, locking the door with us inside. Some strange fun time ensued.

3: [LUCID] From the dream before it sort of dissolved into blackness and became a FA. I genuinely thought I had just woken up but I did an RC and pushed my finger through my palm. I got lucid and remembered I had read about the Phase by Michael Raduga a few days before, so I thought that this was an OBE rather than a lucid lol(but who knows). Because of that I tried to get ou of my bed and it was difficult, but I managed to sit up eventually and started to walk out of my room. It was almost pitch black and my body felt really heavy for some reason. I headed to the bathroom as I remembered the first thing raduga said was to look in a mirror, so I flicked on the light switch (it worked, unusual for a dream lol) and looked at the mirror, and i wasn't there initially. At various stages through the rest of the dream though my reflection sort of flickered into the mirror. I started feeling even heavier and in the mind as well so I tried to exert some control over the dream to not much success. I tried to eleport but even fer reminding myself that I was in full control of the dream it didn't work. Instead I decided to throw some fire at the mirror and I managed to get a little stream of fire from my hands. After this I started getting sucked out of the dream and woke up.

4: After going back to sleep I had a dream that I was in a Harry Potter(or something similar) movie. My friend and I went to this woman's house where we went downstairs and used her portal to sort of travel to the ministry of magic, where we were waging an underground war of sorts. We were sort of fighting against apitalism a bit (lol) and eventually my got captured and I gt captured after that. I was carried through in a box/stretcher thing, and it was very cinematic like. Several times throughout the dream I had moments where my vision was still/I wasn't moving and my vision slowly blurred and faded into blackness, similar to in Anamneis when he wakes from the coma (forgot his name doh). I can't remember any other details too well.

Non-lucid
Really long nap wow 12:30PM-2PM
I'm at a train station with Becca, Jarred, Agassi, my father's side, not including my grandparents, and Jessie, Jeronimo, and Layla. They're all following Becca, Jarred, Agassi and I. We accidentally get on the wrong train, then get off at the first stop to switch back. "Oh my God Alex, I can't believe you got us lost!" Jessie says jokingly, with a big grin.
Rayanna sits on the side of the platform. I gasp, and say "No no no! Don't sit there!" Her mother does too, and she finally leaves the edge. Brandon starts climbing all over things like he's a bored child. Aunt T comes over and says, "Alex, you think everyone looks the same!"
"I do not!"
Brandon and Rayanna both come stand beside her and talk to AJ, who is now beside me (but wasn't with us before). I start looking at my cousins profiles, how their faces are so different. Rayanna has a hooked nose (she doesn't in real life).
"See, I can see how they're different!"
My aunt just shakes her head like she doesn't believe me.
I faintly hear the train coming down the tunnel to greet us.
Then, I wake up.

W.I.L.D. Attempt #6 ~ Since 5 Days Ago, When I Started Lucid Dreaming Again
T.O.T.Y. (Task of the Year) Underworld
~ Dream #1 ~
100% Lucidity

Approximate Real Life Time: Around ten minutes

Approximate Dream Time: A few hours

Backstory:
I live high up in an apartment building.

Story:
I woken up in my bed, and looked outside the window, it was my dream world. It was probably noon there, and no one was in the city, or in my apartment. I open my bedroom door to my vibrantly lit hallway. I wanted to explore my dream's apartment building, so I opened the door outside my apartment, and thought about going to do one of the ToTY tasks. I decided Underworld was the best decision for me since I didn't know whether War of the Gods was consider completed or not. I went to the elevator and clicked the button for down. This elevator would bring me to the underworld.

When the elevator arrived, there were many dark spirits wear black inside the elevator already. I noticed a new button on the elevator, it was a letter U, and I guess that meant underworld. I clicked on it and later I arrived in the underworld in front of Cerberus, and I decided to take him to-go. I shrank Cerberus and made him friendly, and put him into a small metal cage. I decided to explore the underworld a little bit. I took Cerberus with me around the underworld, and later, to a tree that has sap that when touched, makes a person forget everything, so they can be reborn. Then I went into the lava and explored a little more of the Underworld. I found evil spirits, and many were on one island. Later, I visited Hades and he got really mad at me for invading his home. He was huge and about 50 times bigger than me. He grabbed me with his bigger hands, but I escaped and told him, " I have some business in Tartarus, I will battle you later." I vanished though a portal, and was very close to the entrance to Tartarus. It was about one soccer field away from me, across pits of lava, and stalactites that hung from the ceiling of the cave I was in. The entrance of Tartarus looked like a demon with rock teeth that opened when you got close. It wasn't alive but it was cool. I asked Cerberus if this was it, and in his mind he said, "Yes." I walked into Tartarus, leaving him behind.

I had to go down black, dark steps surrounded by a glowing red, and when I reached the bottom, it was a black liquid that engulf the place. There were many stalactites that were hanging from the ceiling all the way to the deepest part of the black liquid. I noticed there were many pieces of Cronus shattered around the area. I went into the dark liquid, and after a few steps, it already waist deep. I got blurry, and confused. After a few minutes, I finally found a way out of the liquid, and back onto the stairs. I walked up and decided to explore other areas of the Underworld.

I visited the Elysium, and it was pretty peaceful, and a fake sun was on top of one of the villages in the Elysium. There were regular houses like the modern day that also had a big lawns. I decided it's time to re-visit Hades and have that battle.

I entered Hades Palace, and he said, "How dare you enter this place again? I shall punish you!"
As he was going for me, I quickly slashed my sword as him. He fell, and became a smaller form than his giant form. I saw him leak ichor, god's blood, and I finally decided to heal him and leave the area. I healed him, then I left the Underworld. I also brought his three-headed dog, back to where he was supposed to be. I decided to keep him friendly, though. I decided that I was done with the task, so I forced myself to wake up.

Dream End.

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I'm working at dish network again (a former employer), at a call center by the beach with an ocean logo painted on it. A friend of mine is my boss. During the dream I go elsewhere, then come back and can't find my way around the call center. I think: "This is an excellent dream sign: things look different the second time around. I need to remember that the next time I dream. Then I realize that I AM dreaming. I can't control things too much. I try to change a guy's face, but it barely changes. Then I start to fly. I feel myself waking up, but I prolong the dream by focusing on sensations on my fingertips that are a part of the dream. Eventually, I wake.

Little People

I was trying to fall asleep on my bed. Than all of sudden the dream scene cut to this other guy who was wearing a long black jacket. He was telling me that when he goes to sleep he tries to find the right position and something about his characters. After that I was walking inside a library, at least i think it was and i noticed what looked like little people toys walking on the floor. There were a lot. I couldn't see where they were going because a book shelf was blocking my view.So I went to look and a guy mentioned how he was leading them somewhere. Than the scene cut to this blonde guy on the street telling a blonde lady she can't sing. She asked him for a mic and he gave her one. Than the scene changed to a basketball court where this old guy with messy hair had lice and everyone was running away from him.


The Eye Medallion

First I was with my younger brother talking to him about something somewhere but than I noticed I was in a dream. Think we were outside in a city when I noticed we were.The city I was at had snow on the ground and was foggy. I got the urge to summon Jade into my dream to see what he would do so that is exactly what I did. I thought of jade as I was flying and than I see him riding on a bike. I tell him to race me and he ends up pedaling really fast behind me. I laugh than tell him he wont be able to catch me and try speeding up my flying. When I turn around I can see him not that far away, below me. He has his hands reaching out for my foot to pull me down. I keep moving forward and notice a dragon pop out of no where. The dragon was getting in our way so we ended up crashing onto the floor. I sighed than blamed the dragon for ruining the fun I was having. Jade came up to me and said it was okay and that we could do it again I think but I said I didn't want to. I spotted a bread with a piece of egg on the floor, bit it, than told Jade I just wanted for everything to go well.

We than started walking away and ended up inside a big room filled with people. The place almost looked like the layout of the inside of my house but not really. I remember looking around with Jade and wondering what/who will be able to answer a question about my dream guides. As I was looking I think that is when a lady or my younger brother ended up giving me what looked like a medallion with a symbol of a eye on it. They told me to use it to find the answer to my question. There was no chain on it though. I went into a room that turned out to be my living room and asked Jade if he thought I should use it. He said something like "yeah, if its worth finding out". I looked at the Eye and suddenly it said "This is the all seeing Eye of the future!" than laughed in a evil manner and fire started to appear around the Eye. I got scared but decided to just try and read the purple words that formed on the medallion. First on the top it read something about how revenge would mean demise and than it said something about how "At the end you won't be able to turn back". Than I saw that the Eye had what looked like a pyramid around it now and what looked like a 66 number began appearing. I threw it and was really freaked out.

I started mentioning how I didn't know it was that kind of Eye. My younger brother was near and told me not to worry about it. Something was coming out of the medallion though.That is when I false awakened on my bed but than not being able to move made me realized i was still inside a dream. "I will be able to wake up from this dream starting now!" I thought and thought again. I than thought about how maybe if i blinked my eye and thought about opening my real eyes it would work but it didn't. I could hear something in another room near by and wanted to wake up even more now. I manged to break my arm free from the paralysis and started biting my fingers. They were chewy and this wasn't helping at all. " This is definitely not going to work. Maybe If i feel pain i will wake up." I thought to myself than started imagining my fingers solid as i bit them. It was working a bit but then I just reappeared on the bed again. " Please don't be a dream" I said than tried moving.Still asleep." If my mind doesn't want me to wake up, I guess I'll just stay here till I'm suppose to." I said annoyed.

I than managed to get up after a bit of force. When I got up I felt strings around my arms and got that weird vibe. I closed the door in the room but it wan't working. The dc from the medallion was coming closer. I recognized its voice and it started scaring me. The only comforting thing was that there was a girl dc in the room with me sitting on a floating chair.I know I should be use to this by now but I just prayed to God again telling him I was afraid in a lucid dream again. Suddenly the girl on the chair got some kind of telepathic message asking her what she saw." I see a picture of a moon" she said as she looked at what was a picture of a moon, on a wall above. "Maybe this moon is a way to comfort me" I thought. Than the girl started mentioning something about there being other moons i think. I still tried closing the door fully though but it wouldn't help. After that I turned around and saw a opening in the wall where you could see the outside.

IT was raining and there was a squirrel on the ground that was carrying a nut. I flew outside above some boxes laying around and to the front of my house. My family was outside on the porch looking out at the rain. I thought about how nice this place was than somehow appeared in my older brother's room. There I began to jump on the bed to try and make it upstairs but than the guy from the medallion came inside the room. He looked like a chubby, kind of short, white american man. I jumped on a tall empty book shelf that was present in the room and threw a glass vase at the guy's head. His head rolled off smoothly and he laughed as he put it back on."Is this suppose to scare me?" I thought than jumped off. I looked at the dc carefully and he smiled than said something about me not wanting to do something else. He said "What this girl wants is to get pregnant!" than my stomach grew really big and i felt a pinching feeling in my tummy. "Stomach turn back to normal!"I said than my stomach shrunk. I saw a brown belt to the side of the dc and thought about how I wanted to continuously whip him with the belt but decided not to since that would be really cruel. Even God would not be proud.

The guy than lay on his back on the bed and looked at me with his head up. I felt sort of bad for the dc but at the same time i didn't really care for him. So I put my hands over his eyes, wanting him to close them. He sort of in a way looked like a puppy that was begging to be pet or something like that. I took my hands off than took note of how the dc's skin felt than woke up.

Hands(Little fragment of the third dream)

Two dream characters are inside a futuristic looking ship. The older man asks the young guy to look at the back of his hands than says" Not much people get the S on their hands but it means that their a star".

I went to driver training center, to start training for driver's license. I went inside a car, and started the engine. I drove slowly through the roads leading nowhere. I couldn't drive straight at first, but I managed to driver properly later on.

I remember becoming lucid and some stuff happening, a few minutes went by. I think I was inside my own house for most of it.

I only remember the conclusion of the lucid dream where I went outside in my neighborhood. I saw two moons in the sky and they both had cracks filled with magma running across the surface. I decided I wanted to fly to them. I started flying. I knew that I had flown to a nearby moon/planet before so this shouldn't be too difficult. However, I lost the dream. I tried to stabilize and come back lucid, but I woke up instead.

-WBTB, woke up for potty-

I had a dream that I was a character in a comedy movie that my parents were watching called 'Gregory gets drunk'. (Funny that isn't my name IWL or in a dream.) I was actually a little kid named gregory in the dream. This caused me to be partially lucid, that coupled with the fact that I knew I was a character and not a real person.

The bad guy made me wear this helmet that caused my consciousness to be dissonant from time and took me into the future where I was an adult, but still the same person. He then forced me to drink this alcoholic beverage, some kind of fruity soda that had whiskey in it. I started feeling woozy and clumsy and started bumping into things around the house. The house was the same as my house as a kid and the same as my waking life house.

The bad guy wanted to put the helmet back onto me so that he would send me back to being a little kid and then I would be drunk as a child. This had something to do with a ploy to get someone in trouble. But he couldn't get the helmet back on me because I was all loopy and running around.

Toward the end of the dream, I ended up going blind and having to make my way around on sense of touch alone. I started to become more lucid as time went on, too.

Non-lucid
I was in the mountains with a bunch on people I know. AJ had a cold sore-like thing on her tongue, and I looked at a diagram of medical issues of the mouth, and jokingly said "it's the black plague". AJ laughed but mom didn't.
Then, I wake up.

couple small shots of liqueur in the evening

00:30 - 01:00 bedtime

04:30
+ I'm adjusting a small device like a car radio, there's a car A/C circular vent on the left hand side, it's a portable office A/C, I'm talking with my cube-mate about it

I'm a (traffic cop?) working in foggy city there are solid grey clouds/fog over head, I'm standing in the middle of a fairly busy intersection, and two people I know zip by me at high speed in sports cars, one on the left, one on the right

+ we've discovered the truth about McDonald's: the food containers are *empty*! With friends I open up a pack of McD's food and see that the food containers are all empty, no food in them at all. I think we'll be rich. Suddenly, 2 girls with long knives attack (entering through the window), our counter attack subdues them into a corner, pounding them with chairs or other large things to avoid their knives, I notice that they are (cyborgs?) their bodies/legs are supported by metal tubes, ask one out for a date, she seems OK, I help her up by her arms (exposed boobs?)

+ I'm standing, getting my robes sewed up/taken off by my female servants, one comes up behind me and wraps her leg around the front of me and moves close, I reach around behind me, grab her butt, fondle it and pull her closer into me (feels good!), then realize I know her (ND), stop doing this, then wonder if I should give her a tip, feel embarrassed.

10:00

+ I'm standing in some very large caverns that extend before me, turns a corner where I'm standing and extends off to my left. In front of me the cave walls are all a dark blood red semi-precious stone, and there are Buddha statues and "reflections" of statues. I think I remember seeing the rock walls in liquid form splashing over the statue then freezing in their current state. I look to the room to the left and it's full of large statues.

I'm in a small reading room like a library, and I"m speaking with some entity that is a statue or a book with a face, I'm talking about books about buddhism and how I'd like to see some books which are approachable for beginners, then I watch as the entity summons the books to the bookshelf in front of me and I see the books on the shelve change to the new ones.

My wife comes in and I tell her she can request her desired books from the entity.

Someone tries to exit the room (stealing a book) and an alarm sounds and roll-down security doors close off the exit. A voice booms out "You will never be allowed to use the reading room again!"

+ I'm with a doctor, I'm looking at my arm, (the doctor says she didn't do something complete correctly?) and I look at a mole on my arm and think it's only a problem if it starts to change. It instantly starts growing and becoming irregularly shaped and flowing up my arm. Then I think it's like a 1/2 inch pine-needle-shaped germ that's crawling up the insides of my arm towards my shoulder, I get frantic for the doctor to stop it/ take it out. The doctor gives me "C??-256" which causes all of the needle-shaped germs inside me to glow bright red/pink, I look down at my naked torso and see it is covered with dozens of these bright pink little slashes.

There is some narrated discussion about this C??-256 chemical compound and how it works.

+ I'm on a tennis court preparing to play with a friend. I see beyond some barrier a blonde girl and a black guy (I "think" I've seen them before). Then the guy and girl are on the court and I'm waiting for them to leave so I can start playing, but they keep on standing there. Eventually I get annoyed and ask them to leave, then I walk across the court to my opponent, carrying two tennis rackets, hand one racket to my friend, and head back to my side of the court considering my racket, it's like the old aluminum one I used to play with as a boy, with two strange rectangular chunks attached to the racquet neck. I make a few hits of the ball back and forth.

+(f) some complicated high tech fighting scenario in a very crowded indoor location, forgot

Morning of April 27, 2015. Monday.



I am not sure of the setting (which is indoors throughout) as it is not that defined or clearly rendered, though it does include at least a kitchen and seemingly a living room. The main focus relates to at least two cans of large strawberries. There are possibly more cans on the counter near the refrigerator. My wife is in my dream and asks me about one of the cans. I eat and taste at least a couple strawberries (which I take to the living room), which are much larger than normal and they also seem more dense but not to an extent of being problematic to chew though I do comment on this to my wife. The strawberries in another can seem more palatable. However, the size of the strawberries is not realistic even regarding the cans they were supposedly in, each can of which originally is “known” to have several strawberries but which would only hold about two when looking more closely at my dream’s rendering of size relationships. It is possible that the cans are of two different brands and that my wife and I are trying to work out which brand is better.

The main focus of the last scene of my dream relates to trying to read the writing on a can, which goes all the way around the can for about two or three groups of four or five lines. Although I am able to clearly see and read it, it is mostly badly broken English and gibberish, most of which I do not now recall. I know as I read it, there does not seem to be much information about the strawberries. One of the words is “screwdriver” (perhaps in using one as a can opener?) though there are many other words in the senseless sentences. I continue to read the gibberish aloud (with clear audio of my voice) until my dream fades.

Although it is common to see and try to read gibberish in dreams (which sometimes keeps changing each time you look back at it), this particular scene connects me with something I had recently seen and thought about in real life as well as vaguely reflecting on in the back of my mind in my dream, including talking to my wife about it. Although all online “dream dictionaries” I have seen are little more than gibberish, I found a site that was even worse than usual. It was so bad, much of it was like an incoherent series of random words and Yoda-like grammar. I marveled at the site for about twenty minutes, not a waste of time due to my great amusement. Unfortunately, I cannot find the site again as I did not bookmark it. The site had hardly any formatting and was mostly all plain text (just as the can in my dream did not have any images on it). However, it is possible I was looking at something which had been very badly translated through three or more languages over time, the end result being completely incoherent, which is interesting, as it is the largest “dream dictionary” I have seen to date.

As a final note, I had learned twenty years ago that a strawberry was an in-dream visual representation of the human heart. The fact that the strawberry was a bit more dense in this dream could be reflecting two things; “hardening of the arteries” (I hope not) or less of a spiritual concern (than I used to have) for most of humanity. I will mention again how it originally incidentally stood for the waking process itself by the strawberry growing larger until fully waking (something seemingly borrowed from the last part of “How the Grinch Stole Christmas” where his heart grows larger). An apple has been found to be along the same lines. (Note that a volcano also represents the human heart in some cases, with lava representing blood - more likely the case if a few lava chambers are represented in-dream. However, an erupting volcano may also sometimes metaphorically represent the waking process and little else.) Because the strawberries were in a can with incoherent writing, it may also be associated with a lesser contact with the natural world and dealing with the gibberish of mainstream pop culture (since “pop”/soda is also in a can).

Morning of April 27, 2015. Monday.



As I have stated in other entries, I have come to learn that many in-dream events (especially those in final scenarios) are little more than a metaphor for the sleeping, dreaming, and waking processes themselves (though may have other viable and eventually validated associations, including precognition and visually exact remote viewing). This was obvious to me even as a child and this dream is a good example of that.

In my dream, I am in my home (though rendered as being much larger and more spacious for where the game console is) and I am playing some sort of first person computer game which is probably projected halfway up onto the southwest wall so that the top of the image of the playing field is near the ceiling - this setup of which is sparsely recurring but which I have never witnessed in reality. As I have rarely played computer games in real life over the past several years (other than “Doom” and “Age of Empires”), my dream is lacking more significant real-life associations. I am not even sure if it is a first person shooter. There is someone else in my dream, a younger unknown male, and I am possibly testing the game for him or his company as the game seems to be in a debug mode.

As I maneuver through the maze-like game, there is really nothing to do except move and turn through hallways, though sometimes with unusual transparent “rods” at a corner stopping me from more freely making a turn - it is almost like moving past and pulling at a passive diagonally positioned wire-frame sea anemone (positioned near a set of about four wider steps to another hallway entrance) though nothing breaks; everything falls back into position if my maneuvering stretches parts of the environment (which is not that often). The look of the game is similar to the setting of “Doom” (though without any enemies) except there is no weapon in the foreground and the scenery has a semi-transparent appearance with wire-frame rendering in some areas (though not very extensive in detail) and mostly everything is a very light blue. Still, I am enjoying my success in getting through many hallways and ninety-degree turns though again, little else happens. In some cases, a wall facing me is slightly hard to distinguish from the entrance to a hallway.

Finally, making one turn to my left, a fairly short human-like furry “monster” of a darker blue emerges from a normal wooden door (not a real threat as it is just imagery in a computer game) though just stands in the doorway, and I soon begin to wake, being somewhat annoyed that this means that the game is over and that I need to start again from the beginning even though the figure (vaguely seeming more human-like over time) does not do anything. There is no option to shoot anything or even “attack”, apparently.

Playing a computer game in a dream could be a metaphor for a type of less involved dreaming and separating yourself from a deeper or more personal dream state (in this case, likely from sleeping a bit too long and literally needing to wake up and stretch - as my game involved walking around and exploring and wire-frame structures that were stretching) just as dreaming of watching television is not being directly in one’s dream but being an outside observer and not integrated into one’s imagination more intimately.

Doors opening most often represent waking or the need to wake - especially leaping through the doorway to escape from something and waking up at that exact moment (though sometimes relative to shifting in in-dream awareness when going through a particular doorway, which could actually draw you deeper into the dream). There are exceptions. “The Furry Orange Monster” (from October 30, 1970) ends in a very similar manner as this dream (though that one had two distinct layers of precognition). At any rate, the appearance of the monster in the doorway represents my conscious self waking my dream self (even though I do not see myself as a “monster” - this is likely just an incidental association with the computer game scenario and not having seen any characters in the game prior to this - though bear in mind it did become more human-like during the waking process). As one added note on “The Furry Orange Monster”, I strongly detect an in-dream “replacement” metaphor. This time it represents me, although in my older dream, it turned out to be my older brother Jim wearing a Halloween costume. I have experienced many replacement metaphors in my life - it is another aspect of dreaming (though probably not that common) that I have never seen anyone else write about.

This becomes more obvious from a common lucid dream ability I used to use a lot in the 1980s and early 1990s; that is, closing a door with a wave of my hand and using telekinesis often made my dream far more “automatic” in my control of it in general, as I had then “closed” (”weakened”) the metaphor for waking up, causing a higher awareness in my dream self each time I performed the act.

A very vivid dream with high continuity. My dreaming personality is a little more extravagant and dramatic than my waking personality. I also have a nice little freak-out when I forget that in a dream, people communicate telepathically/empathically. Weirdly enough, it is only when I type this entry up six months later that I realise that the family at the end are very familiar.

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I was in a large, detailed town. The landscape was shaped like a bubble, with the edges of the town curving up towards the sky as though it were situated within a basin. The town proper was quite dense and centralised, comprised of public buildings and several private homes. Apartment complexes stretched up the far side of the basin on the outskirts of the town. I had a home here, several levels tall. I shared it with room mates. Behind my home were several statelier buildings and quiet winding streets.

My recall begins in my bedroom on the top floor. The town is sunny and pleasant, but I am routinely aware of a presence observing me through one of the windows. When I look out, my vision zooms to a location on the other side of the town. I see a shadow shift on a ledge as someone leaves the area, but I am not fast enough to catch a glimpse of my observer.

I walk out onto my balcony. It overlooks a public sports oval. There is a crowd gathered there, some of their number are wearing costumes. They are rehearsing for an event the next day where many would come to revel in their self-pity and cling to their vices. They were a harmless lot, ultimately likeable, but foolish. For many years I had known them well, and counted myself as one of them, but no longer.

I return inside. I am with a small group of my friends, none of whom I know in the waking world. They are all male and dressed in Victorian-era clothing. They seem taken aback when I announce that I will not be joining the festivities this year.
"Tomorrow, I will be out on my balcony, smoking. If anyone should care to join me, then they would be most welcome," I say, taking a puff from my cigar. One of the younger gentlemen piped up in response.
"Smoking? Whatever for?"
"For grandeur." I declare. They chuckle. My closest friend is sitting beside me. He shakes his head at me, but laughs all the same.

I go outside onto a lower balcony with him. The evening air is enlivening. I get a better look at him now that we are alone. He is a spritely, middle-aged man with a grand moustache and a quick wit. He is always impeccable dressed, but never too extravagant. He sits in silence, drawing from a large, glowing cigar.
"I'm going to miss these, you know," I say to him, fondly lighting a cigar of my own.
I look out across the town. The lights are off in the apartments across the basin, but the town below is still full of life.

I find myself down in the town proper. Three single-levelled buildings are arranged around a common square. The left-most structure is the workshop of a local artist and jewellery designer. She has wicked red hair, and a strong but gentle presence. I notice a young girl smoking cigarettes and dawdling around her building. When the girl finished smoking, the artist burst from her workshop and berated the girl for the lingering smell.

I had known better, but it struck me as odd that I had already known without being told. I walk around the side of the building. One of my teachers approaches, a wise woman, well-revered by the town. I addressed my concern to her in regards to my own foresight. I was so shocked that I could know what somebody had been thinking without interacting with them. The artist was passing by as I was speaking, and stopped out of curiosity. I had asked the wise woman many questions in the past, but this one surprised her. They exchanged a curious glance, and then looked back at me, puzzled. I felt that it wasn't my experience that they found bizarre, but why now I should fail to understand it.

I was going somewhere. I would lose something.

"We should sit over there and have a smoke," a youthful friend suggested to me. I had been deep in thought. We were in a large hall with others, waiting for the rain to pass. Night had fallen and I had been gazing out the great, vast windows before me. This was a familiar place.
"They're covered in water," a female friend replied. She was right. A few benches were situated on the wooden verandah outside. It artistically swept around the extended wings of the house. But for all its clever design, the walkway did not extend far enough and the eaves were too shallow; rain water dripped down onto the benches.

I returned home, sharing a few friendly words with my house mates. I proceeded upstairs to my hammock. I was uneasy about the open window through which I could be viewed, but was relieved to find it had already been closed and the blind pulled down.

The dream shifts, and I am on the rear-most carriage of a speeding train, right where I expected to be. I had caught this train many times before, and even had a good rapport with the rear guard. I rushed to the back of the train. Below the raised platform where the guard would sit, there was a thick, steel archway with a blue, metal door. It served little purpose other than my own.

I was reaching my end, somehow content with my own undoing. I had known this was coming for a while, and now the time had come to the face the music. I began to speak, a conversation I can hardly remember.
"We all come to our end eventually, don't we?" I say.
"What do you mean?" the guard replied from above. I rushed behind the door and fastened it behind me. The train was picking up speed, but I wanted to delay my moment of passing for just a few minutes longer.
"We degrade, don't we? It's a natural process. Why should we fight it? Would it not be more logical to embrace this demise?" I continued my rhetoric. I had already resolved that it would be this way, and chosen this place because it would quicken the process. Despite my verbose monologuing, my stomach still sank when I began to see the effects unfolding before me.

I held out my left arm and rolled back the sleeve. It was fading away, turning bony and pale, but also ethereal; shrinking and vanishing before my eyes. I tried to remove my watch, but it too was disappearing and hanging limply around my skeletal wrist.
"Surely it would be better not to fight it, don't you think?" I asked to my final witness, captivated by the sight before me.
"I'm sorry, I didn't quite hear what you said," the guard replied. I was snapped from my self-indulgent trance. The wind was roaring, but the guard's ears were keen. They heard every one of my final words, knew in their heart that I was misguided, and would feign deafness now rather than extend advice. My ego was inflamed.

We were slowing past a station. I deftly rolled from the train and skidded for some metres before coming to a stop near a family of three waiting patiently with their luggage. The train slowed to a halt beside me, the guard and driver both now in the engine. The guard, while distinctly the same person, was now a young female with straight brown hair. I stood up and marched over to them in rage.
"Fuck you, you piece of shit!" I screamed. They seemed rather unfazed.
Though still angry, the next few moments were filled with remorse for my behaviour. I felt compelled to apologise to the mundane folk - a rotund man and his wife - for shouting obscenities in front of their son.

W.I.L.D. Attempt #5 ~ Since 5 Days Ago, When I Started Lucid Dreaming Again
T.O.T.Y. (Task of the Year) War of the Gods & Extra Adventure Dream
~ Dream #1 ~
100% Lucidity

Approximate Real Life Time: Around ten minutes

Approximate Dream Time: A few years to a decade

Backstory:
Please note that my dream's interpretation of Greek Mythology may be different from the original.

Story:
As usual, I wake up from my room. This time, I woke up at night / close to dawn, and different from my other lucid dreams a few days ago. I climbed out of my bed and looked out the window. It was a nice purple, glowing night sky. It had some stars sparkling around it. The city was very quiet except for the freeway near me. I open my bedroom door, and into the almost completely dark corridor, because I'm tired of going through the window and opening a portal. As I walked into the living room, I wanted to do the War of the Gods ToTY, because it seemed the hardest on this list. I decided to put my hand through the mirror as a portal to where I am going to achieve my task.

I wake up as me, or Gaea (Gaia?). I am the goddess (In Real Life, I'm a guy) and I had hair of trees and branches filled with green and dark green leaves. My face was dark as dry soil, and a tint of green on my chin. I had dark, brown eyes. I decided to start doing the Task of the Year now. I saw Rhea (Cronus' wife) carry baby Zeus secretly away to an island so Cronus won't eat him, too. Zeus was given an education and was hoping to set his brothers and sisters free. One day in the midst of summer, I came to Zeus out of a meadow, and told him a deal. I told Zeus that if I rescued his siblings, he cannot lead a war against Cronus. He agreed, and I opened a portal in Cronus' stomach and brought them next to Zeus. He was grateful for having his siblings back. Then, I decided to brainwash Cronus' greed, and bad intentions. In the next few years, the world got more and more peaceful. Man was created, and lived happily with all the Titans and gods. Cronus and the Olympic gods met each other, and they had not intentions of hurting the other. They became a great family, and Cronus was no longer blinded by power, and even said sorry for his earlier actions. Their entire family was now at peace, and lived happily ever after.

Since I finished the tasks, I got a little less lucid, and almost fell completely asleep.

~ Dream #2 ~
3% Lucidity

Approximate Real Life Time: A few minutes

Approximate Dream Time: A few minutes

Backstory:
My favorite mobile game is a game called Geometry Dash.
Geometry Dash Goals: I want to get a Demon-rated custom-made level, with a lot of likes.

Story:
I wanted to find a way to beat Cataclysm, one of the hardest levels to beat in Geometry Dash. I was trying out the gravity ball part, and I somehow do it. I get excited about it, and I wanted to implement some of Cataclysm's stuff into my own level.

~ Dream #3 ~
100% Lucidity

Approximate Real Life Time: A few minutes

Approximate Dream Time: A few hours

Backstory:
This dream is a continuation of another dream which can be found here.

Story:
I was back at the save progress screen. I resumed the dream, and I started to ready my sword. We both started to run at each other, and when we ran through each other with our swords. His body vaporized in to pieces. I started to head into the swampy forest, and to look for a village or a place of hospitality. I seemed to walked on for hours through this huge forest. At some point, I noticed a house on a wooden surface on top of the water in the forest, and there was a ramp that lead up to the wooden floor. Then, I noticed blood in the water below the wooden floor. It seems to be coming from the house. I quickly went into the house to see what's going on, and there was nothing there. It just seemed like an ordinary, compact house... [View the continued version of this dream here.]

At some point, I noticed that I'm not dreaming anymore, and the dream ended very abruptly.

Dream End.

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