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Last night bed around 8:30 pm - 3:40 am, when I switched to sofa to WILD, but fell asleep.

Woke up at 7 am, WBTB till 7:24 when I took 3x300mgs of Alpha GPC and 1x4mgs of GM. Nothing.

DR

For some reason I'm back at the house I used to live at and same people are still living there. I see a black, cottony, foggy entity oozing out of a vent on top of the wall, just below the ceiling. I'm scared, but I walk up to it and project love while thinking and saying I love you, you are good. I hope for it to disappear. But it doesn't and I know it's because I don't really feel love for this mean entity.

I decide to leave the house immediatelly, even though I was suppose to leave tomorrow. I go outside to my car. It's late in the day, overcast, starting to rain, gonna be dark soon. I have a 200 miles road ahead of me and I don't want to drive in rain and dark. And others are telling me to stay, since they didn't see the entity for a while.

I decide to stay. Somehow I get in contact with this entity again. In order to leave others in the house alone, it proposes that it will torture me, and I agree to it. We walk through this huge house. Lots of different rooms. I like it, as I always like many rooms and doors in my dreams. We come to a room that's far enough from others and we decide to use it. He telepathically tells me what he want's to do to me. Things that would cause permanent damage. He is not playing around. So I suggest flogging, and he agrees. I'm glad I'm getting off "easy". We are about to start when someone walks in and talks to me as if nothing happend. I tell the entity to find another room.

I come to a room with a deep pool inside of it. It's rather small, only maybe 10x5 feet, but it's deep. There are kids there and one of the girls starts walking on the water. She didn't notice it's a pool and she is slowly sinking till she goes to the bottom. Another kid jumps after her and I jump after both of them because I know that kid will not be able to save her. I make effort to swim to the bottom. It's like aquarium, all sandy and pebbly. I find one kid and take him to the surface and I yell for help. I realize I'm not yelling loud enough and no matter how hard I try I'm still not loud. Again, I swim with an effort to the bottom and get the other kid to the surface.

I saw some other things on the bottom so I go and look. There are some broken child's glasses that are fixed with a tape to hold them together. And there is a square opening on the bottom of the pool that's lit up by a photograph or a picture of a girl. I know it's a picture of someone who drowned there before. Now that picture is going down that opening and I know she is at peace now.

Wasn't really scary. I liked the house with many comfortable rooms.

DR

There is some kind of a room up on the scaffolding in shape of a train container car, only much much longer. It's a store, with only front side opened, no wall, no windows, nothing on the front.

A customer asks if we have more of those blue blankets. I climb up on the stairs to the store and start looking for it. I find some blue sheets, but they are soiled with blood. I tell about that to another worker and she said it's probably Major Mike's who died there just prior to the sale. So i guess we are selling his things, or using his place?

I ask if we ahve more blankets and they show me a very long room behind with hundreds of boxes and tell me it could be in one of them.

I'm in my old house on Almond. But it isn't my house anymore. Ashley and her family live in it now. I stay the night and when we wake up the next morning she tells me that we have to discuss our friendship and the club that we are in. I say ok and she leaves the room. We slept in my old room that I shared with my sister. I know that Ashley is waiting for me, but I take my time slowly getting ready. I notice my old dresser and I decide to look in it. In the bottom drawer is an old black dress that was my Mom's. I immediately grab it and hide it in my duffel bag. I decide to look around the room more in case there is anything else that I want back. I notice that my sister's broken dresser is here too so I quietly start opening drawers and looking for my sister's things. Her things are the most important things.

Went to sleep around 10pm. WBTB at 0300.

Driving a van at night with J.G. He is sleeping and I am very tired. I pull over into a ditch and make him switch with me. He is pissed. The music auxiliary cord gets disconnected and I have to redo it.

3rd person: teenage girl is with her older boyfriend feeling in love and vulnerable. They are in a dimly lit, empty warehouse. To distract herself from her fears she begs him to have sex with her. "I've been practicing! The last guy I was with T-boned me and I've been doing yoga!" I assume T-boning refers to a perpendicular type of angle. They have sex and their genital anatomy is a little strange. She starts bleeding because of the hard angle.

I am at a baby shower of an overweight woman who has already given birth. It takes place in a small garden room. She is laying on a couch with her baby. A young man by a plastic picnic table is rubbing his girlfriend's chest in between her small breasts as some kind of PDA. She is really pretty and her body type reminds me of E.J.T.

At my gma's with E.J.T and my sister. Sister and gma are arguing about religion. I have a mini notebook of E's that has a commandment written on the back. I say, "Yeah but the bible says a lot of stuff that's..." she nods in agreement. Gma is very curt with sister and they continue to argue. I yell, "Just get a long already. Jesus Christ!" I start cracking up and everyone but gma starts laughing about the irony of using god's name in vain while promoting religious tolerance. I feel a little bad for offending my gma.

I am admitted to SMMH psych ward along with another older man. A male worker is giving us a simple orientation. I laugh at something he says about the room numbers being common sense. Then he comes up to me and says, "I mean, look at her. She hasn't even been here for a couple of hours and she's already flirting with everyone. She's just like the rest of them." An expression of astonishment and disbelief comes across my face. Did he assume my giggling was flirting? I realize that he's just taunting me, trying to get a rise out of me and thus non-responsiveness is the best response. I put on my poker face and contemplate about how I'm going to put all of this in my dream journal when I wake up. I go to the common area where we will do a group activity. There's a young man there doing art in his notebook. He wants to show me. It looks like a talented drawing of the earth but he's doing it by drawing random "Potagee Pizzas" (AKA - random, colored-in blobs). I say, "Portuguese pizza?" "Why do you say it like that?" He asks. "Because I'm haole." I respond. He points to himself, letting me know that he's white as well. "I wasn't raised speaking pidgin so it's weird of me to try and speak it now. It's just weird." I say. A local girl in front of me looks at me and nods her head in agreement. I ask for a pen because I want to get started on my dream journal right away so I don't forget anything. I accidentally grab a red one. I get up to the bathroom and the male worker says, "Did I hear a bathroom door?" He comes up to me and leads me to a more isolated bathroom. He enters with me, clearly with the intention of having sex with me. I continue to stare at him emotionless. He gets flustered and says, "Maybe she isn't like all the others. You know what, I forgot my badge in here somewhere." He then stands in the corner and talks to himself about what to do next. I sneak out and make hand gestures to the older, new admission to come with me. I see my husband in the nurses station and gesture to him, too, but he's confused. I yell for him but it's difficult to yell and I feel short of breath. Eventually he comes. My plan is to go back into the bathroom alone and play along with the worker until my posse comes in and catches him in the act.
Later I get transferred to a facility where the sexes are separated. I pass the male side and there are two big, scary looking local guys making sexual gestures at me. One of them is doing so with a shake-weight. I enter the woman's area and there is only one young woman there. She's sitting in the dark at a table smoking a cigarette. "Who the fuck are you?" She asks. "I'm a worker, student, intern or something. Actually, I think I'm a resident but I get special priveliges because my husband works here." I respond. "That's why you get the new room. Isn't it smaller, though?" She asks. "I'm not actually sure." I answer. Her room was large and the bed was so big that the foot of it actually wrapped around a wall corner. I went into my room and it was smaller. I only had a twin sized bed and an unmade sleeper sofa.

I go to a video game store at night. A friend of mine shows me everything that I need to play a game and then he leaves. I wake up.

Book 1

Back to sleep. I decided to go back to the video game store and I can't find the video game I want. They hand me a 2 foot by 2 foot by 4 foot box and I ask what it is and am told that it is the audio book trilogy that I ordered. I get home and plug in my headphones and set it next to the bed. There is also a bank statement right next to my bed that didn't make any sense at all! I laid down and listened to the book. There is a narrator the whole time and he is telling me what is happening at the exact same time that it happens. It is very similar to inception, Donnie Darko, and Looper. If you don't know these, then I won't point out the similarities so that you can enjoy them later (I haven't seen looper, but know the whole story, don't plan on watching it).

I am in a building and I am waiting on my crew, apparently they didn't get sent back in time like I did. It is a big building that seems to be a cross between a hotel and a business. It reminds me a lot of the second level in inception (if you remember it). I start noticing that everyone is staring at me angrily and I get stuck in a big game of hide and seek (this part is quite elaborate, but I don't need to go into it. I end up leading them all to the roof and realizing that it is a dream while I am up there. That should make this easy. I notice that there are wires connected to the building from the other buildings and I make the people following me see something that looked just like me go across both wires. I head down the stairs to the main floor while they are all debating and I enter the lobby. There is a bar to my left and a fountain to my right. I go right to the fountain and notice that there is no water, but there are 5 empty cups set on the fountain. I imagine water and imagine all the cups full and then I make the water shoot straight up and fall back down. The ceiling here is about 50 feet high, and I stop it right before the ceiling. The narrator mentions a golden ring reticle that doesn't appear. I point my finger up and draw a reticle. That should help if I need to fight with guns at all. I then put all the water in the fountain and it starts working like a normal fountain.


I wake up and go change my son and then back to sleep

Book 2
back in bed, but the book is over. I click to the next book.
I am in a motel, but this time I am actually joined by my crew. We are at a small building under a monorail system that we are going to destroy. My crew is going from room to room deciding who needs to leave the building that we are destroying (kinda crazy deciding who lives and dies). I start thinking about the previous book and the next book which reveals that we are in a "tangent universe" inside a dream, and we needed to set things up so that the tear in the universe would fix itself. So the people that we were killing weren't really gonna die. It was just so that I could die since I was the living receiver. I then thought about this dream and the previous dream. With the water vortex I created and the metal transitional element of the bridge. That means that I am setting this up wrong... Wait... this is a dream version. That means This is a dream. Way more things around the general vicinity... all sorts of nick knacks that don't make sense. A bottle of lube on the counter, strange. I wonder what that feels like in a dream. I put it on hands and start rubbing them together. Creepy strange feeling. Put it somewhere else as well. I walk outside and leave my men to take care of the manipulated living. I imagine the monorail and imagine something break it apart. It looks like a lightning ghost. very strange. It starts breaking. I get a strange flash of Neil Patrick Harris. I realize that he must be close. I tk the next door open and hear the shower. I wait and he comes out in a towel. I think about the goal that I had of celebrity high five. I give him a high five and decide to jump into the shower because showers seem like fun in a dream. I tell NPH to leave so that he doesn't die when the monorail destroys everything. He leaves and I start checking outside. I can see the monorail falling. The narrator starts talking again. I see a lotion candle. A candle that you can use as lotion as well. I decide to smell it since it was a TOTM. It smells like caramel. I think about tasting it, but decide against it since I know the taste of all three of those things, and only one was good. I get out and tk the next door. There is a small family there and I tell them to leave. I notice that the narrator stopped talking again and that my reticle is gone. I point my finger forward and recreate my golden reticle.


I wake up shortly after, might have been the monorail crash that woke me, tried to DEILD back, but my arm was tingling like it was waking up from being asleep.

Another dream of playing madden, showing my sister why it is hard to tackle towards the "weak side" I have no idea what that means... My mom gets home and we go get some groceries. There is a huge amazing special awesome looking sandwich and I think about eating it, but then I woke up.

I remember either I or my girlfriend was driving a car and we got in a wreck. In another scene I was by a house on some kind of slanting platform. Last I remember either I was thinking or a dream character said something like maybe you shouldn't dream lucidly...

I was inside a dorm. The color theme is yellow and black. I think it's supposed to represent the previous place I was staying in in Sampaloc. I was with L. We were eating. I saw him crush a cockroach, throw it into a pan to fry it, then throw away either the shell or innards and eat the one that wasn't thrown away. I thought that was a little strange, and then I realized I was also eating cockroach. Then I thought, "There's no way I'm eating a cockroach. I must have been mistaken," all the while trying to hold back puking in the dream (not sure in real life, but I woke up a bit sick to my stomach).

I was looking for homes/places to stay in. Or rather, there was a review of hidden/invisible homes. I was told that the one (tower) I was staying in high up in a cliff is among the top 5 because it's hard to reach. The next ones were simply impossible. One was hidden in some sort of mist, another is a flying pink house that moves from place to place all the time, and another was something that was never found. There seems to be no top 1 yet.

I was in a dorm. Not sure if the same or different from the one earlier. I was outside this time. I was looking at the facade of the thing. Somehow, I felt like my aunts on my dad's side are inside. I walked just outside the window. I saw a frying pan. I walked up a short set of stairs. The mood was night but with bright moonlight.

I was at work in an office. I think I was new, and I was sitting in front of a computer. There was a lady who talked to me about work. I think they were saying I seem so serious about work, even seems like I'm going overtime. I thought to myself that I just enjoy it.

Night. It was already after work. I'm still in the office. I walked around. I moved a sloth to a wall.

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Notes:

- Slept at around 6 p.m., woke up around 8 p.m. Set alarm 01:46 HH:MM.
- I decided to incubate a dream, thinking about my plan of moving.
- Drank coffee with lotsa milk less than an hour prior sleeping
- Was listening to Dreamgate.

The content of this LD isn't particularly interesting. I'm just very excited about the fact that this is the fourth night in a row that I have tasted lucidity.

I was actually telling myself that I didn't want to LD last night to avoid burning myself out.

I was back in middle school. I remember being a different person entirely in this dream, I was from another country or something. I was always made fun of for being the new kid from out of town and I couldn't speak English very well.

I remember that because of some religious reason I had to eat these weird beans that had caused me to poop my pants during class. Though the first part of the dream that I recall was actually being in a bathroom stall. There was no toilet though, and I was still simply pooping into my pants that had taken on a bucket shape.

The bathroom stall door opened and the entire school was outside, including the teachers and the girls who all started laughing at me at once. This had something to with the being-a-character-in-a-story dream sign.

...

The next thing I knew I was lucid and flying. I remember teasing the school principal by flying up behind him. I was teasing him and he yelled at me saying that flying wasn't allowed at school.

I flew out of the second story window and over a large park/town area. I did a nose pinch RC just to cement my lucidity. (I love how I always do the nose pinch after I'm already lucid.)

I remember I was making this fwssssh sound with my mouth, doing my own sound effect for the flying. I figured I should stop because I might be making that sound in my sleep and waking up my parents IWL. But making that sound was the only way for me to continue flying.

Eventually I started descending, when a dream character jumped into the air, grabbed me by the leg and whacked me onto the ground. It didn't hurt at all but I was still surprised.

He tried to stomp on me, I rolled away. I started to get up and he tried to stomp again.

"This guy is good!"

I managed to get up and start fighting the dream character for a few seconds before waking up.

Morning of May 1, 2015. Friday.



Much of this dream was a bit too abstract to describe the first part of correctly. All the members of my family and I are making things to sell. We seem to be at a picnic table outside in our backyard. The most vivid part does not make any sense. I have made a salad with a lot of leafy green vegetables in it as well as other ingredients such as slices of tomatoes. I pick up a short section of a large even branch from the ground which has seemingly been sawed on both ends. It is a little less than the diameter of my arm. (We do have a short log in our yard in reality but it is bigger than the piece in my dream.) I put the salad on the branch (though I think of it as a small log in my dream) and hold it onto the branch piece with the curved piece of wood (which fits halfway around the circumference of the branch) over all of it. I notice that the wood piece has three screws on it which are aligned to three holes in the branch (one near each side and one in the middle). By tightening the screws, the salad will be kept in place on the surface of the branch by the curved piece of wood until it is ready to be eaten. I notice a small jumping spider crawling up the side of the branch and shake it off - as people will probably not buy it if it has a spider on the salad. (I have found that the term “salad log” exists, so maybe there is a vague association, though I do not recall thinking of this term at any previous time.)

In another section of possibly a different dream sequence, I am doing something involving the usage of postage stamps while sitting on a bed, which seem to have to be American postage stamps to do what I need to do, but there is one point where I cannot find them again (which does not make much sense as I had just seen them previously, having had at least a couple near me). I seem to be in my sister’s house on Loomis Street and am possibly a teenager again. I am not exactly sure of what I am doing. It may relate to drawing or tracing. At one point, I am standing in a featureless semi-dark room and hug my sister and tell her that I love her even though I am also aware to some extent that she has died in reality. She seems very old and frail. There is some sort of concern about where certain stamps are. I pick various foreign ones off the floor at one point. They seem to be kept in a few different smaller cylindrical containers. My sister talks about them but is not sure of their location.

In another part of my dream sequence, I am in a large room with several other people. Many of the people are unknown and of different races. We are all watching “Lost” on a television. However, it is a later version of “Lost”, yet which is a drama concerning earlier situations on the island. Over time, I notice that John Locke is not being played by Terry O'Quinn but a much younger actor. I notice that he has face paint of black and red (and yellow at one point), the black paint being mostly on his forehead and coming down to just below his eyes. He is amusingly dressed and speaking like a stereotypical pirate for some reason and says “Rrrrrr…” at the end of at least one comment he makes. I am a bit annoyed by this version of “Lost” having the same characters but played by different actors, my annoyance growing over time, which I express to the others. I even look it up on the Internet in-dream to see who the actor is that now plays John Locke. However, I cannot remember the original actor’s name and become a bit frustrated over knowing when the different actor took over the role. I see that there is a (fictional) eighth season of “Lost” and possibly more beyond that. In fact, the eighth season seems to have been the last one to star Terry O'Quinn, the plot of the last episode of season eight seeming to relate to Kate and John becoming lost.

Finally, I am at my older brother (deceased) Earl’s house. I do not see him, but his wife Cindy is there. There are a lot of other people in the room including their children and unknown younger people. I am annoyed because Cindy is blocking my way to the front door (even though we are more near the center of the living room near a large table) but I do not show my frustration. I had taken a couple vitamins that are more like headache tablets and there is white powder on the table which I am trying to put back into a capsule or at least elsewhere. (I have never been able to willingly swallow pills of any kind in my life, even very small ones, so I crush headache tablets up into white powder and put them in a drink when I need to take them although I more often use a form of special meditation to erase one when I can.)

In one final dream event, an unknown male knocks on the door and seems to have something important to tell me. However, it soon turns out to be nonsense (which I cannot remember) and he becomes distracted, going elsewhere. This was slightly precognitive in that we actually did have a rare visitor shortly after but he left fairly quickly after knocking. He went to the next house over and was probably selling pay television subscriptions or possibly Internet-related services.

1 May 2015

I find myself working at an above the ground mine. It seemed that many of the teachers/workers where on leave or sick.
Everyone was capitalizing on the long weekend and this left a group of us confused on who was in charge as superiors where minimal. Linds ran around sorting out things at a frantic pace, but not knowing much when I asked her what to do.
Reza and Mikey Roman with 80's dreads climbed the dangersous ladder that where laden with rock debris to be removed and proccessed. After climbing up to help i realised I had no saftey harness or hard hat..a recipe for disaster considering the nature of work. I climbed down the ladder and skateboarded toward a cave, trying a few kick flips on the way.

Inside was a man busy cutting smokey quarts crystals with a hand device. He tells me he's unable to help me find the safety equipment after genuinely trying. Suddenly there was panic in the air as a gushing river flowed into the cave threatening to drown us.

All turned to black.
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Brandon, my cousin, showed me a new haircut I could wear which didn't look half bad. Michael Roman and his girlfriend modified his dreadlocks 80's style, and I could apparently do the same.

My girlfriend and I went to the outer to rondavel bugalows and found a strange ladyboy in the room, looking at us with a prehensile appendage, sexually.

With group of classmates we drove for a week lasting school trip. The first day we were visiting a theme park. There were many attractions, like rollercoasters, gambling stands or punch strike meter. There was also a national park, with tree stands considered to be of ancient origin.

After the whole day, we went to a hotel and left our stuff in rooms. I had room with two other dudes, one was blond and medium built, and the second had dark hair and weight of a sumo fighter. I went to the bathroom, to take a shower. There were no cabins, only showers standing close. Due to this everyone took shower wearing t-shirts and underwear.

There were two bathrooms for the floor. I went to another, and saw that there are no cabins too. One of the guys that was going to take a shower told a joke. I can't recall the joke, but it made me laugh. I went back to my room, and checked my things. Then I thought "Have somebody took my phone?"

I found myself in third person point of view, witnessing a woman quickly cut oranges while preparing a meal in the oven. After a minute of seeing her do this, I zoom in to 1st person point of view and realize that she could be aware of my presence now. I hid under one of the kitchen counter because I didn't want her to know that a stranger had been here. I pop my head up and notice she was still cooking.

This was a good time to bail, I look around and found her front door a couple of feet away from me. I silently but quickly rush to the door in till I hear her foot steps hit the carpet. I glance at her to see she had just step in to the living room with a plate of food in one of her hands. I must've rush through the door as I went outside realizing that I had forgotten to lock her door. Now that I am outside I took the time to observe my surroundings. The clouds were greatly clouded and dark, appearing to be a thunder storm.

I decided the first thing I should do is look for my family. I ran pass a couple of out of place houses. It was odd, all of these houses seem to be place randomly in the grassy field. There no streets or lights just houses spread apart in the middle of no where. I finally came across a house that look similar to my parents but not identical. It look different enough to turn me away from the idea of entering.

After wandering around the grass more it came to me that I was lost. I decided I should knock on the door and ask anyone if they could help me find some directions. At first this seem like a good idea but I change my mind once I realize I didn't really knew the people around here. There's no telling what may happen and decided my best bet was to go back to the previous woman that had been cooking house to explain my situation.

I continue running pass the houses in a attempt to retrace my steps back to her house. I noted to myself that these houses sure seem old on the outside. Not appearing 21st century at all. After several more attempts at finding her house again, I end up back in back in the large open field. I could feel myself becoming desperate in till I saw a man run pass me in a hurry. That's when I heard a lot of screams below the grassy field. This made me realize that I was on a large hill.

I drop to the ground and began wondering what must be going on down there and why did I hear this just now. I then became lucid once I made the connection with the timing of my emotions. I got up from the ground and pursue the man that went down the hill. I found a bunch of the town folks on the bottom of a rocky shore yelling angry at a man who was holding a woman hostage by the neck at the top of a cliff.

I was then spotted by the mob to where soon one of them order me to be captured. I tried to make my way to the man holding the hostage, but running on pointy rocks was no easy task. It took me awhile in till I could reach him. One of the angry people from the mob grab my arm and not too long I broke free from his grip. I then reach the man and quickly push him down the cliff in till he made contact with the rocks below. I continue to then push the woman all the way down in till she to landed all the down to the rocks.

The mob now close enough to launch a direct attack on me proceeded to do so. One of the members in the angry mob said I was going to get screwed now. I didn't waste any time taking most of them out. I soon reach all the way to the bottom of the hill and they seem to be having trouble keeping up with me. Just as it look like I would have no problems escaping. There was one child standing in my way. He had white hair and was completely in white clothing.

He appear to be dressed like me, the type clothes we wore was very different from the people living here. In his hands was a rather large dice with the one number being mark in red instead of black like the rest label in the dice. Was that his weapon of choice I wonder? Regardless I was not going to let a child stop me right now. I rush at him and threw a couple of punches toward his direction, he made no attempts to dodge and took all the blows.

After that he made several attempts to hit me with his large dice. I dodge and dodge in till the next dodge I slip up and got hit by it on my head. The impact was much more than I imagine it would be. I was knock to the ground and could feel myself sliding in to unconsciousness. The last thing I could hear was the mob cheering loudly. I soon found myself inside father room, the lights were off. I then become lucid and stated I'm not ready to leave just yet.

I open my father door to see the living room lights were also off. I began thinking back about the recent events that just happen. I told myself that yea I should have no problems waking up and remembering all of it. That's when I notice the front door to the house open by itself. I step outside to confirm that it was night and that the sensations I was feeling outside were incorrect. It did not feel cold at all slightly warm. I continue walking up the road passing a few cars park around in till I actually woke up. Lucidity Time: 6 minutes

This must be the longest and most stable lucid I ever had! Not just that, it's the 3rd lucid in a row! I'm really hyped and pumped up about that as I really seem to be getting my old strengths back.

I'm not quite sure where and how exactly it started but the first thing I remember was in the desert.
I lucidly observed a guy meeting his father in some kind of shop and the father looked in utter surprise, and that surprise was utterly and ridiculously emphasized by the fathers face and eyes constantly expanding and morphing. The guy was called something like Abbot I think, and the father was called Akbarra or Akharra I think. Not really sure but all the names start with an A at least. The village I was in was called Aldiba, I'm a bit more sure about that at least.
(The names were likely inspired by the system names of Space Rangers HD)

Then I was outside, still observing in 3rd person. The story now revolved about a man and his wife, who were sentenced to death by starvation. They both were bound to small walls, and the were covered by a rugged piece of cloth, like half a tent, preventing anyone in the village to see them and vice versa. However the man had his brain and with that his essence/soul/whatever implanted into another person, that was also visibly shown by the person at one of the walls having an opened head and no brain inside.
(Mind you the scene was not gory, the art style was... unique, hard to describe. There was no blood and a much more purple color to the bodies.)
His wife however died without being rescued, and he only managed to extract her brain and took it with him. The dream did not state whether it was possible to revive her from that, so for all I know maybe it would've been possible in that dream land.

At this point I took on the perspective of that dude, albeit the actual plot the dream followed so far was pretty much dismissed. The new body was behind the wall the man was chained to, and I had to get away from the village (Aldiba). Behind the walls the desert started, so getting away was only a matter of 200m or so without being seen. The village seemed mostly empty, however there was a wandering merchant entering the village from the left but I managed to get away unseen. At this point I jumped my way through the desert, with the jumps almost being equal to flying. There were a bunch of annoying black dogs all around who intended to attack me when I came close. The first one followed me but I jumped down a steep cliff, being rather sure that the dog would very much dislike the impact, unlike me who didn't care in the dream. Not completely sure if it followed me but I think it tried, and then stopped following for obvious reasons. I think at this point a saw a forest bordering the desert to my left.
The next dog that tried to attack my felt my annoyance through a sand fountain propelling it very high in the air, for a certainly more than just unpleasant impact. The 2 or 3 next ones got the same treatment, albeit the fountains I called then were not as strong.
Then there was a lost dog trying to attack me. I jumped up and raised the sand along a bit, essentially burying the dog. Now I was standing on the border to a new territory. There was fertile earth and a few plants here and there. I felt the dream fading but stabilized by taking in all the details of my surroundings, mainly by moving further, watching the plants and loudly wording the details I saw. Eventually I think a reached a point where the earth kind of was on the roofs of buildings, a rather weird but interesting sight.

I went into a building at some point and here a lot of stuff happened of which I'm not completely certain in which order it happened.

I was in a staircase, and there was an elevator door, it was a normal single metal door which a big piece of glass allowing to look through. It looked somewhat dark and sinister. I considered breaking in and using the elevator or the shaft to get around but decided against it.
I'll describe the staircase structure from the point standing in front of the door. In front of me is the elevator, directly left to that were stairs leading down, directly right of the elevator were stairs leading up. 90° right and left from me were hallways to the rest of the building I think.

I was on a in between level and there were a bunch of dream characters. For some weird reason I thought about turning that place into a living space which... didn't make very much sense.

Eventually on that level I decided trying to summon my wife for shared dreaming. The dream actually gave me an interface, listing her artist name. The interface obstructed like 80% of my view. I looked at it and eventually found a summon button on the far left. After clicking it a piece of color was gone from the button, stuck to my finger as a small piece of paper. I consciously took notice that the dream basically giving me an interface made out of paper, which I found funny and interesting. As nothing happened yet I clicked the button again. Eventually she was summoned in a very fiery and somewhat flaming form, albeit the dream/my subconscious/something realized that it was not possible to actuall drag her into the dream and the avatar was replaced with... Samus Aran in her Varia Suit, albeit a somewhat more gray variant. I followed her, instinctively knowing though that I didn't manage to summon my wife. We ran past a bunch of people and my mother, or at least her voice asked me about the severe injuries of someone. That someone had his butt injured (butthurt pun? I wasn't butthurt myself though so no clue what or who...) but I didn't particularly care and responded that I knew about it, but didn't care, not intend on getting dragged into the pace of the dream characters and their weird antics. Eventually though the dream faded and this time I couldn't stabilize it again.

However it felt like a good 30-40 minutes of lucidity all in all, which is amazingly awesome.



3 days in a row I sleep with Chakra aligned minerals beside my bed, and 3 days in a row do I get lucid. Did the minerals help? I have a healthy amount of skepticism, but the results really speak for them self and the speak is more than just a bit statistically significant. Whether they 'purify my energy' or just cause a positive psychological reaction, I'll believe in the positive results.

Actually the title mostly sums it up already, the whole dream started with me kind of WILDing, albeit it wasn't actually a WILD as I did that from an unconscious sleep state. It's interesting to start a dream like that though. I was lying in a white room (totally unlike my actual room) and I tried to stabilize and get further into dreaming, and only in the beginning did I believe for a short moment that the room was my bedroom. I remember a slightly changing and weird shaped lamp or something in the room, I also think there was a large wood wardrobe.

Important to note, I had this dream yesterday, giving me 2 dreams in a row now, the last time that happened... I don't even know, it's been years.