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IRL, in 3 weeks, I'm going to be a camp counselor at a camp for physically disabled children. In the dream, it was the first day of camp. We arrived on the bus to the campground with the campers and counselors. We had a lot of pre-camp rituals before we got off the bus. Then we went to go eat. I just remember being in a strangely happy and outgoing mood. I ran down a hill screaming and made jokes with people I normally wouldn't joke with. It wasn't a vivid dream, but it was a nice one.

Morning of May 25, 2015. Monday.



I am not sure of the location or even the immediate setting, though I am living with my wife yet seem to be about twenty years younger. There is a slight essence of Stadcor Street in Brisbane, but it also seems like an apartment building with a hallway (though not reminiscent of the King Street boarding house this time) and it may be on the first floor.

I eventually notice an intruder sitting on my left (about six feet away), though do not strongly associate him as such at first (as he may instead be a friendly visitor I had somehow forgotten about). My first intent is to wake up my wife by calling out her name. I am seated and she is sleeping on a bed (or possibly a couch in which the back drops down to make a single bed) to my right. Once again, I call out someone’s name and they do not respond (recently recurring in-dream situation). Zsuzsanna continues to sleep peacefully after I say her name loudly about four or five times. Thus, I decide that instead of getting her up and us leaving the room until I work out the intruder’s intent, I will get up and make him leave by physical force.

Eventually I realize that I am holding a sword, so I put it up against his neck to make him leave the room. I continue to hold it up as he moves back and into the hall, close to the door to the apartment or room where he apparently lives. I still tap his neck a few times, drawing a bit of blood as he backs up against his door. I decide to let him go into his apartment and so I turn to go back to where my wife and I are seemingly living. However, I notice more and more blood flowing out from my right arm and going everywhere, including making a puddle on the floor (and my wife is still sleeping). This is quite possibly one of the most vivid bleeding dreams I have ever had as I am fully aware of my body and presence - and the perspective is “perfect” as well (with no typical distortions of any kind). I enter a very well-defined state of clarity and awareness as I continue to stand while looking down at all the blood. On the one hand, I know I am bleeding in a possibly fatal manner, trying to work out how it even happened as the other male did not have a sword. The cut is over my upper right arm (about the entire length of my upper arm) and blood is flowing everywhere. I slowly wake, though with the tentative confidence that I will somehow survive.

The meaning behind this dream, I would normally just attribute to being a metaphor for the waking process (and the “death” of the transient dream self upon entering the waking process). However, it also implements a remote viewing connection, which is relative to the same event that my wife remote viewed in a different way. In her case, she remote viewed a dream scene where a child was talking on a toy telephone. Today, in the mail (without the slightest idea it would occur), we received several childhood photos of me from one of my older sisters for the first time ever (I am still of the belief that remote viewing requires at least two active minds - in this case the other mind being that of my sister’s - who sent the photos). In one of them, I am holding a toy telephone, validating my wife’s very consistent remote viewing perception over the years (after all, she accurately remote viewed my childhood long before we met). Another photo is from around the time I had my near-fatal accident and NDE in 1962 where I lost a lot of blood as a toddler and miraculously did not go into shock and soon self-trained my left hand to work again over time (and “rewired” my brain by force of will at a very young age - thus my enhanced dream memory and understanding among other things) even though it was “certain” (by the doctors’ claim) that my wrist and hand would be paralyzed for life. As such, some memories from age one and a half resurfaced, but only those related to the park visits. Basically, this dream was a form of remote viewing a very old memory linked to a precognitive association of an approaching visual event and layering it in a character composite with my adult self (even though the location of the bleed-out differed in this dream, as dreams often change orientations in one way or another).

I also feel that there may be some meaning here regarding the calling of the name in terms of reversal while in the dream state. This situation accurately implies that my wife is awake in reality (verified) so thus is “asleep” in my own dream (and this is not the first time I have been aware in a non-lucid dream in this precise way though it depends on the type and level of the dream). This is probably similar to how the “shadow person” in a dream (especially a vivid lucid dream) is actually the waking conscious mind rather than what inexperienced people claim in it being something “darker” or potentially threatening to the real conscious self. When in a dream, it is the transient dream self that faces annihilation (in the process of waking), not the conscious self, so it is rather absurd to make the claim that a shadow in a dream is somehow “lower” than the dream self or unconscious state.

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As already noted, I made a note of how I felt it was me “reliving” my childhood trauma of nearly having my left hand cut off (even though in my dream it was my upper right arm). One of the photographs my sister sent recently (and there was no way of knowing she would send photographs) shows me during the time period I was recovering from this event which occurred July 4, 1962 and while my hand and wrist is still wrapped. In fact, I had been imagining seeing this exact same photograph recently and very unlikely - received it the day after in real life. (even though I have only heard from her a few times in the last twenty years and rarely while growing up).

This was a nightmare about the Mortal Kombat character Kano. I was in a house, with a cute Asian girl. She was sitting at a desk, and I was guarding her. Kano, a ruthless murderer, was trying to kill us. But it got weird. At one point I managed to get the drop on him, and stab him to death. But he regenerated to full health and attacked us again. I killed him again and somehow cut him into 10 smaller pieces. I tossed the pieces around the house, far away from each other so he could not "reassemble". But one thing I didn't know: each piece of him would regenerate to an entire person. So now I had ten of him wandering around. One entered the room, and I hid in the curtains (wrapped a curtain around myself somehow). My plan was to jump out when he got close enough and stab him to death again. But I looked out of the window, and another Kano approached the house from the garden. I realized there was nothing I could do. The guy from the garden walked into the house, grabbed the Asian girl's head, and snapped her neck like a twig. I was seething with anger, but realized I was powerless to stop it.

I also vaguely remember being found by him (was I hiding behind a desk?), and later on surviving the encounter. Some people found me (my dad?), and I think I said that Kano had to be hunted down before he could cause more harm.

For the majority of the dream, I was in my house.

The dream started with me in my room and going outside to find a mirror. I noticed right away that my face in the mirror was weird and distorted, and I realized I was dreaming. The more I looked at my face in the mirror, the more twisted and distorted it became, but I was actually able to shape it. I spent a few moments trying to see how much I could alter my face, eventually making it disappear altogether by flattening it. I then walked around outside to find the neighborhood to be filled with lights on front lawns.

When I went back to my house, my cousin was in my room, and my room was rearranged but I didn't care because I knew it wasn't real anyway. I was really amazing at how detailed everything was and how realistic it all seemed.

Then I'm at a theater with various friends and I'm watching a movie about Captain America being trapped at the bottom of an ocean. That's when I lost Lucidity.

I have currently some problems with my dream recall. My memories from three last nights are just void. I don't know why. It was starting to get better and suddenly... I hope it will come back.

Sunday had a very lengthy LD series for me! I am loving this!!
Sat, 23 May 2015:
*another good "any moment could be a dream" example! I am towards the back of our house talking with my wife and son I remove some coins from my pocket and drop them in a small pile of coins. I don't believe anything strange or dreamlike happened at all. I believe the trigger was simply what I have been reminding myself throughout the day in my day practices, that any moment could be a dream! I I'm thinking along those lines and I decide to see if I can float up and I can and I start flying. I fly over our back yard and think of locating Girl Friday. I reflect on how much it felt like I was completely in the waking world before I started flying and I thought for a moment what if I'm just visualizing this so I look to see how crisp the visuals really are and I definitely realize that they are too solid to be visualization and I am happy but the dream visuals are not fading as I'm flying but I do decide I should slow down just in case. I see a house up and to the left and I decide that will be where Girl Friday will be. I drop down to the window and look in and the house is completely empty. I try to look away and then back in but my dream starts fading and I end up back in bed. #328



Sun, 24 May 2015:
Quick notes but also waited half the day to start recording my dreams. I did create a quick mnemonic device to remember the various scenes but should have recorded more details right away.
-something in big long indoor warehouse and I realize I can just fly, I am dreaming and I take off flying and a circle back around to continue flying in this indoor scape this fades after a little bit to me trying to stay in the dream realm, wandering through the void and hopefully into another scene.
-school classroom I am looking for a seat. there is 1 that's part of the double desk like all the others but someone is already on the other side but I have no choice as I see the other desks are all full. Hug my good friend intimately and tell her it must be weird for her but I really like her (semi-lucid possibly).
-waves to 4th story splashing. We are standing on a rooftop 4th story and waves come crashing over

but mostly just risking getting a little wet as most of the waves don't make it up there. we go down and we mention what's happening with the waves and a lady says that's why they don't allow structures to be built on top of cliffs. Upon waking, I reflect on how I missed the dream sign.
-complex: we're trying to go up in elevator I believe for floors once again the elevator entrance is packed and there's a long line and I see a side door labeled stairs and say let's just go up the stairs but when we open the door it's an entrance to an elevator and I wonder if this is a service elevator we go in it anyway and it stops at the next floor which feels like the one where we saw the long line and a bunch of people try to cram in. one person gets out but somebody else gets in but the doors won't close and me and my friend say let us out he gets out first but people are still in my way and by the time I get out I'm having trouble finding him and I'm going through these halls and I see some random guy in a lab coat. I start to call out for him but then I realize that this is a dream scenario and I decide this will be cool to explore this huge complex I seem to be in. I go through different passageways through big wide halls. I start thinking it would be nice to run into a beautiful woman in here and wouldn't you know around the corner comes a beautiful if not somewhat girl next door with longish curly hair brownish blonde. I reach out for her and tell her you are the one I've been waiting for, we have been waiting for each other and we start making out. I decide to bring another female in on the action and a sexy female appears in a black outfit. She has short black leather shorts that are very tight and sheer black stockings with high heels - also black, and a tight black top.

She has dark brown hair and when I tell her I want her

Spoiler for sexual content:

to lick my mate's p***y

and she gets very excited and gets to work. After we had our fun I started exploring the complex again. At one point I see something cool through some glass windows

but no door so I decide to phase through. It seems to be working but then I get stuck in the molecular structure of the glass and then into the void but I'm used to this situation and know it can lead me to a brand new scene.
-mall I'm excited to find that I have arrived at a very busy 2-story mall full of plenty of DC's to choose from!

I walk through the crowd looking for as suitable mate. I see one cute girl walking the other way in a very crowded pathway and try to get her to stop but she is resistant and keeps walking the other way. I keep looking but it seems most of the DC's are either too young or too old . As I am passing the food court it gets particularly crowded and I'm squeezing between bodies of people and I decide it's time to float up above the crowd. I fly over all of the DC's looking for a beautiful mate and I get to the edge railing and look down and it looks more interesting on the floor down below.

I sweep up over the railing and down to the floor below but the visuals start fading so I float back up reaching for the railing hoping visuals will come back. I wake and adjust my position in bed and reflect on my dreams. A little later:
-construction I end up in a building that looks like it's under construction

and there are a crew of guys testing fire sprinkler system and I can hear them feeling it up with water. I hear the sound pipes make when water is rushing through them . I go different ways into this building to see if there's anything interesting but it is kind of drab so I start looking for the exit and there is one which it's like a big long covered porch open air. I start flying through this area to the outside which is a city scene. there are some trees and some hills in the distance but the first thing I see is a sign that says something First Baptist Church. I fly forward and I can hear some voices behind me and I look back and I can see for figures taking off flying from the same spot I did coming up behind me

so I slow down to greet the first two to arrive.
they are to younger girls and I ask them who is that behind them. one says that is our protective father. their father is flying with their young sibling in his hands.

He looks like a big ,strong, foreboding pale vampire with light hair maybe white or gray but I have no fear. I wake up shortly after. I woke and repositioned to a more comfortable position between several of these LD scenes, so I am counting 3 LD's. #329-331

This felt like I was in the dream realm for a big chunk of my night! I wake up feeling like I have lived so many experiences in one night much like a lot of my recent LD's with the G+C combo (8mg+500mg).

3 non lucids

Sitting in a room with a bunch of unfamiliar folk. Someone I used to know comes in sits down and hands out packets of trading cards. I open mine, they are a fantasy theme. One is green with pictures of Elves on it. Theres writing which I read aloud but I forget now as it was a big heap of rubbish. I find myself outside, hopping on pavement slabs like a wee boy thinking that those cards were a lot like 'Magic - the Gathering' that I used to play IRL

In the shop. My auntie appears with a pack of horrible rusty coloured socks - ' A woman bought these yesterday, shes really angry because they're a different colour to the ones in the window (which they are not) and they definitely aren't less than £1'

I'm looking into the oark beside my house as IRL. One of the hills have been completely removed and there is now a big hole.

I decided to post this up because I had some interesting dreams when I fell unconscious. Originally woke up from normal sleep at 9:10, started 12:30, woke up 14:35, fell unconscious around 13:00. This makes about my 6th failed nap WILD, but the first one where the problem was I fell unconscious. I'm usually too awake to WILD.

I'm lying down prepared to WILD. I'm on my stomach and after what feels like 7 minutes, I use KingYoshi's "Rolling Victory" and roll over to my side. I didn't really feel very comfortable so I rolled over again on my back. After another about 10 minutes, my body went very numb but my head didn't feel very comfortable so I decided to roll over again to my other side, my normal sleeping position. I felt my body go really numb here after a bit of time, but I just couldn't go to full body paralysis. All the while, even though I felt sleepy enough to fall asleep, I was still a bit too conscious, so I was thinking a dark void and of course, my anchor. After a cycle of this and back to my normal sleeping position again, my motivation dropped significantly and here was where I didn't pay enough to my breathing (my anchor) and fell asleep.

I had a dream where I was trying to WILD. I was having the regular problem where I was way too conscious of my surroundings and couldn't sleep. I got up and went downstairs down to my laptop and was just doing stuff. While walking there I'm pretty sure my brother was on the couch trying to WILD (in waking life he doesn't even practice lucid dreaming), but I'm not very sure. I was sitting there on my laptop when I suddenly decide to close my eyes. For some reason I could still see everything in front of me but I knew my eyes were still closed. The scene was exactly the same with my eyes closed, except that it seemed to be night time because it was really dark and my sister was standing in front of me. Or so I thought. She looked the same but seemed demonic when I recall it but at the time I wasn't phased, and I was thinking I should WILD, right there. So I set the intention to and while still viewing the static scene, full body paralysis was gradually affecting me. I was waiting for it when it suddenly stopped coming. I was trying really hard to make it come but couldn't. It just stayed at about 85% paralysis. My body felt extremely numb but not completely paralyzed. I was going to become angry about when the dream ended.

I start off Watching Sentai kakurangers and there is some kind of a strange event going on. I see many flying zords some of them had ape-like faces and were a bunch of feral animals and the others were vehicular. I saw one was Astro Megazodr and he was flying along side them. They were talking about something and then they laughed and flew off somewhere.

I appear in the dream outside in the daytime. I'm Semi lucid the whole time while I'm present and I see some men around. They are walking around in groups, talking to each other and laughing. I walked passed them and was near a school then I feel my skin get cooler as the wind blew on it and then I realized that I was naked.

run next to a ledge with a statue on it and crouch down, avoiding the group of men that was walking towards the school but didn't realized that there was a single guy already sitting next to the statue on the ledge.He caught sight of me and he hopped down and started laughing. He was being flirty and talking to me then I told him that it is quite common for people to end up naked in a dream. Once I said that, he got quiet and stopped speaking to me. Then I said "Now that you realize that it is a dream it's not fun no more." For some reason I thought that was funny and laughed at his reaction.

After that the dream shift back to Zords. This time they have arrived at the location they were flying to and it was a battle going on with three other Megazords and and unseen monster/entity. The three Megazords was The Ninja Megazord, the Shogun Megazord and Ninjor. Astro and the beastly zords soon joined the battle. The thing they were fighting was standing up and was encircled by the Ninja and Shogun Megazord. The thing pushed the Shogun Megazord back, he stumbles back but immediately he comes back at the monster and grabs onto him and holds him. Ninja Megazord was behind him and jumped on to the thing and so did Ninjor.

Now it switches back to me and I'm in the same place and was near a library. I began making my way over to it.

Meanwhile at the battle the being they were fighting has falling( probably from them jumping onto it's back) and is now on the ground and here, is when the being was revealed.

Daizyujin was the one the zords were attacking. Astro and Ninjor was behind him while he was down and both Ninjor and Astro hooked Daizyujin's arms and started trying to lift him up and Shogun grabbed one of his legs and also started trying to lift him up. Daizuyjin was a hot mess as he was down on the ground with one of his legs being held up and his arms pinned by Ninjo and the Astro Megazord.

Sometime had pass and I'm now in a parking lot that was filled with cars and people.

Shogun who had just got back from fighting is now in the library which looks a bit cramped up and more like a small gas station store only with book in the shelves and along the walls. Shogun picked up two books that were at least 3 inches thick each and then smashed them together. The pages interlocked with each other then he got a third, thinner book and put it on top of it then went to the checkout where a woman awaited him. He put the jumbled mess of books on the counter, in front of her.

I'm now more Lucid and I'm in the parking lot where I was before and was thinking about Daizyujin. I Called his name and looked into the sky to see if he would appear. Someone heard me calling his name and was wondering who it was that was talking about Daizyujin. He never appeared and then I see that the buildings in front of me were restaurants. I entered one and seen that it was Chinese and got out because I didn't have any money to be messing around in there. I came out and to me direct right of me was some kind of playroom, where people go inside of it and all kind of fun events are hidden inside.

Reason why I haven't been posting is that it's been about a month since my last lucid dream, before this one
Short one but might be the end of my dry spell.

Lucidity: 7/10
Control: 5/10
Vivacity: 7/10

I'm talking to Jacky Chan on a beach (lol). The ocean's to my right and to my left is a tropical forest. There are coconuts lying on the ground. The guy asks me to lucid dream, I decide to WILD .

I close my eyes and in an instant, I find myself in a playground like the one I used to go to when I was a kid. I feel the dream is very unstable and I try to stabilize, but soon I can't even move my "dream muscles" and I "wake back up" on the Island. I do an in-dream DEILD.

I'm back in the playground, and I decide to just have some fun jumping around. I want to jump to a rail which is about twice as far as I could jump IRL. I decide to use the only reliable flying technique for me, but just to enhance my jumps. As i push off the platform, I focus on a feeling in my whole body; it feels like my whole body is being dragged across the air, like I am magnetized upwards. I do a few more jumps like this and "wake up" again and deild. Until I wake up.

In this dream my mother was with me, and we were next to the trash can. There was tension because my husband had thrown away art supplies that could still be used. While I agreed with my mother that it was a waste and I understood they were important to her because she always pushes our kids to take more interest in art, but I also knew I should not overwrite my husband's decision and side with my mother against him. I woke up from this nap before making up my mind what to do.

Morning of May 24, 2015. Sunday.



I have returned to a fictional recurring dream location that I had been to several times before in past dreams, which is some sort of fancy resort, or was by this point, with a large lake mostly on the southern side in most cases and the fictional “enchanted forest” region north of the resort. Although it slightly reminds me of an area of the Mississippi River (or Black River area) of La Crosse, it also somehow reminds me of the essence of my elementary school’s playground in Florida, especially in this dream.

I talk to a younger male (who has a female staff member with him) about how I used to enjoy going out on the lake in a boat. However, as I grow closer to the end of my dream, I notice that most of the lake is gone, with only a few puddles remaining. There are still boats on the muddy ground, even a fishing boat farther out. I think about going out to look around but realize that the ground is probably too soft to safely walk on. I wanted my family to enjoy the area, although we may be staying here for a time anyway. There are not that many patrons in the area. I do not know or learn what had caused the lake to disappear. I even ponder upon why the resort would even be open with no more lake to supplement it.

This may be a very similar situation in meaning to my lifelong recurring fishing dreams (as well as similar dreams of the past where lakes or rivers become shallow or vanish during the course of my dream). One of the first ones similar to this regarding a body of water getting lower over time was “The Angler” from 1965. Over the last thirty years, I have more and more come to understand that it simply represents the waking process. As the water becomes lower over time, so also does the “deepness” or “impact” (or more “realistically” rendered detail in some cases) of the dream. It may also be that flood dreams sometimes represent a “struggle” with the waking process (especially if latent apnea is relative). In fact, even “escape” dreams (where you are trying to get away from something) may possibly only represent a “struggle” with the waking process in some cases, especially if the dream is also influenced or “scripted” by environmental sounds during sleep.

It becomes apparent that I have been watching too much Battlestar Galactica, I start having a lot of dreams with cylons. I also miss a very obvious cue that I am dreaming.

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I was a part of a fleet, very reminiscent of the one from the show, but distinctly different. It had split, and half of us had set down upon a planet to await further instructions. All the higher-ups were with the other group, so I suddenly found myself with more power and responsibilities than I had ever had before. We expected no resistance here, so most of us took the downtime as a sort of shore leave. We could finally breathe fresh air and stretch our legs. The atmosphere was breathable, and the forested landscape was very reminiscent of Earth.

We had a few large carrier ships here along with a number of smaller vessels. All were fitted out with a number of detachable, five-man pods, which could be easily moved or picked up by our multitude of small ferry ships. They were our emergency escape option if we did not have enough time to get the larger ships into the air. We would shuttle the pods into orbit and hope for recovery.

I was stationed in one of the smaller ships that was mainly populated by political workers; secretaries, advisers and the like. We all got along quite well, which was fortunate given how little space we had to share.

I was outside enjoying the warm daylight air. The youngest of our group approached, an energetic male in his late-twenties. He made a comment in regards to our continued survival. He was wondering just how long we could expect to live. The rest of us shared a knowing look and laughed.
"I have cancer," I told him. I was not upset by it.
"So you're dying?" he asked. The question took me aback.
"Well yes, I suppose so."

I wandered around the metal landing brace that we had been gathered around. The air was fresh and plants flourished on this planet. My older friend turned to face me as I approached. He had dark, curly hair and a lazy eye, but he was a very perceptive man.
"Have you been having any dreams?" he asked.
"I have, actually. They're pretty good." I shrugged. Any significance had been lost on me.

Nice one.

We were back on the ship, in a small area under the open air. It was certainly not a section of the ship that could be utilised during space-flight. Our young friend came into the room.
"Doesn't it drive you mad sometimes, that any of us could be a cylon and not even realise it?" he asked, exasperated. My friend with the lazy eye addressed his concerns.
"Whenever I start having those thoughts, I sit down for a while and use this, and it reminds me of what I am." He held up a fist-sized ball covered in a multitude of small, coloured dots. As he rolled it around in his hands with grace and skill, the spectral patterns would seem to move around the ball, following his guidance. It was a remarkable sight.
"But doesn't that just mean you are more likely to be a cylon?" the young man joked, marvelling at the creation.
"The orb is covered in floating, magnetic beads," replied my friend.
"Oh," another chimed in. "I always found that thing fascinating."

I was outside again, enjoying a quiet evening stroll. That's when the attack began. Fighters came in out of nowhere and began shooting up the ships. We were caught unawares, and the larger carriers would take some time to warm up for flight. I saw a couple of shuttles begin ferrying pods up into the atmosphere, but not nearly enough. I was too far from the ship at this point to run back, but there was a group of parked cars situated not too far away. I felt as though our best chance at survival was to scatter and pray that the rest of the fleet would return before it was too late. Some of the vacant pods began to explode on the undersides of the ships. We only had a limited supply, and even with all of them it wouldn't be enough.

A utility screeched past with my friend at the wheel and an empty pod in his tray. He didn't stop for me, but I took his cue. I dashed over to a nearby 4x4, selecting one with enough boot space in case I was able to get a pod myself. Fortunately, it was unlocked. I hopped in, hoping that I would remember how to drive in a punch, and dropping the sun visor. Keys fell onto the ground. In relief, I picked them up and hurriedly turned on the engine. The car growled to life and I took to the road, following another survivor in similar style.

Hundreds of survivors had fled on foot, running out into the parklands. Cylon ground troops had landed in force, and were pursuing them into the forest. I attempted to navigate the chaos, but the roads were impractical and the cylons were wreaking havoc. I saw a pair I had seen many times before. Wherever they were deployed, they never shot a human, but would take the opportunity to 1v1. The would chase each other around instead, and hope their comrades did not discover their little game.

I ignored them and turned my attention to the madness around me. I saw a group of cylons chasing down some civilians. I pulled the car around and paused for a moment. I was surrounded by chaos, and it would be futile to attempt to navigate my way out, even in a vehicle. I gunned the engine, put my car in gear, and chased down the cylons instead.

With two friends we found a huge passage to the center of earth in my basement. We decided to jump down there. Falling down we saw many caverns, full of glowing crystals, until we landed on top of a rock pillar, barely standing in place.

I jumped down. Everything was so huge, I felt like a rat. Suddenly I saw a cyclop walking in the distance. He made loud stumping noise while walking. I tried to sneak past him to a treasury that surely would be there, but he saw me, and smashed me with his foot like a bug. His foot was very heavy.

After a while I reappeared in the basement. This time I prepared myself better. I took a pickaxe and jumped down. I landed in one of the smaller caverns. There was palace of the chicken king there. He used help of some well armed human warriors to enslave other humans, and forced them to work in his chicken farms.

I landed in front of the chicken kings general. When he spotted me, he tried to enslave me. Somehow I made a loyalty cascade within his people. I shouted to one of them to kill him, but another one appeared and told him, that death would cleanse his sins.

I still insisted on killing him, but the second warrior took out a dagger. I told him "I'll cut your hand off if you'll try to stop us!" and took a short sword. Then the warrior that wanted to help me turned around and say "No! You want attack my friend!"

I decided to run away, and jumped down the passage. I landed close to my friends. When I was upsent, they found a puzzle box that made everyone shrink. We used it on ourselves, and cyclops were unable to see us getting to their treasure.

I can't recall what dream goes with what night since I haven't felt the need to post. A combination of lousy dream recall and the fact that my DJ is becoming ridiculously big has to do with that.

I recall a quite elaborate NLD where I was touring rural china on a bus. There were all sorts of absurd things on the bus such as people with chickens and goats. Though I got off at the wrong stop and got left behind in some random village, where I found an exact duplicate of my own house from home.

I went inside, but I was followed by twin criminals/bandit boys who I fought with martial arts. I remember I was trying to call the police since they were stronger than me and I couldn't fight them off.

Now these next two dreams were both 'Lucid' in the fact that I knew that I was dreaming. But I still didn't feel like I was all there. Kind of like lucid dreams that I sleepwalked through. Something feels off about the way these LDs were, so I'm not counting them as proper LDs.

The first dream involved conflict with some sort of monster. If I recall correctly he was called my someone a 'Lucid Demon' He was all black made of armor plates and spikes and had two long flail like weapons and chains. He kind of had cartoony proportions with huge shoulder plates, a broad, bulky chest, and a tiny head, but was made of real-looking material.

I was fighting him in third person perspective. It was a really intense and destructive battle and we were punching each other through houses and I was using my fire to its full extent hurling huge swirling red and blue fireballs at him. (Shame I couldn't be more lucid than I was for that kind of control.) I think I beat him eventually.

I got more lucid, but I still wasn't perfectly lucid or completely there. I was now in my parents' bedroom. The walls were painted orange though. Manei walked in and tried to feed me some kind of chocolate truffle she had on a plate. I told her she should eat it instead, she deserved it more. I also said something sarcastic about not eating enough chocolate in WL. She ate it then started trying to tickle me. I told her to stop bothering me because I thought the lucid demon might come back to life and attack her.

^You see this really irritates me that this can happen to me sometimes where I am interacting with my dream guide and mentioning waking life, but I am not properly lucid.

-Another Day-

The other lucid involved me flying around on a magic quilt in my neighborhood. (The Quilt is actually one very specific one that I have in my closet right now.) I was flying around my own subdivision where the woods trail is.

I came across these two douchebags. (Literally they looked just like douchebag type of characters, with shutter shades, baggy pants not pulled up all of the way, a shirt that said 'YOLO', you name it, they had it. So I have every right to call them that.)

I became lucid and the magic quilt lost its power and fell on the ground. I caught myself in the air and started flying on my fire jets and impressing the DCs. I could tell they were looking for a way to insult me, but it's kind of hard to insult someone who is flying around on a column of flame.

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I was trying to get the characters to become good people by talking to them while we walked together on the woods path. But these little white dogs appeared and started barking at me when I tried to talk. I tried talking and telling them to be quiet to them (knowing to some extent that it was a dream and that I should be able to talk to animals.) But they kept barking and started trying to bite me. I tried to swipe them away by moving my hand over the spot in my field of vision where they were, but they didn't go away. I woke up from frustration.