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In a cafeteria. Talk to roommate about political issues. Roommate accuses me of being an anarchist.

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Traveling through time. Steven Furtick apparently traveling through time. He is saying that he got a brand new 25th century truck.

Traveling through time with sister and wife and watching a movie.

Same place, watching a Steven furtick sermon in wierd little side room.

Going to church. It is Friday morning. It starts raining when I am far away... crap. Walking on hands for fun (not like normal). Church was outside, but is now inside. Getting inside and pastor gives me his towel.

Trying to save the world. Me and another guy are going into the sun to release a "pill" that will allow us to fix something. It makes the entire sun half as bright

Time Traveler
I am outside of a pretty big building. Steven Furtick is there and he is talking about his new time machine. I ask him where it is and how it works and he starts going off on some rant about some super awesome truck he got. He said that he couldn't get it too far ahead in time or it wouldn't run this far back and he wouldn't have had the money working for it either. He shows me his truck and it looks like a huuuuuuge F150. I am sort of concerned about how he would be able to drive it without it being able to be tagged or insured, and he seems to have figured it out within the law. he makes it sound like time traveling was actually government approved, even though he was the only one with the technology.

Awake, asleep
Sister
Me and my sister apparently had gone to the future from the time traveling from before. I have been getting better at chaining non lucids. We are waiting for the movie to start and movie theater actually looks exactly like the one from the mall in my other lucids and non lucids. I never noticed how "futuristic" it looks. It is cool because it is like there is a very very big picture and tons of different seating places all in the wall... might draw a picture, because the words are escaping me. We waited for the movie a long time and I am pretty sure I watched a lot of it, but I don't even remember it much.

Awake, asleep

Back to the Past
I am in the past again, but this time I realize that I am in the same place as last time but in the past. It is a pretty big building, but a pretty small compartment on the side. The room says all white in my DJ, but I think it was made of wood. :/ I dunno. Steven Furtick is preaching there. I see his "fancy future car" in the dream. I don't know why he is in my dreams so much, I think it was random at first, but then with the dream chaining it, it made him pop up all night.

My Church
I am at my church on Sunday morning. It is my church this time. For some reason it is all outside and it looks like it is gonna rain. I decide to take a walk around the block and I walk on my hands... not like straight up like normal, but like this...


For some reason it doesn't take any more effort than walking. I go back to the church and the whole church has been moved inside by the time it rained. One of my Pastors is yelling from a door and ushers me in.

Saving the World
Me and another guy were in astronaut suits. Apparently we were moving the world and the sun needed to be changed to half as much energy as usual. I set up a huge machine and we dropped a huge blue pill inside the sun. I think that I might have been in a giant metal machine. The sun is only half strength and we celebrate. Then I woke up.

We've bought a house, and we got a really good deal on a place overlooking the ocean.

The cats (usually M) keep jumping up into the windows, and the bottoms of the window frames keep collapsing under their weight, just like the drawer fell out of that old coffee table when the supports collapsed.

A woman is disapproving of the fact that we have cats in the condo. She doesn't live here, but she thinks we should follow the rules, and the rules state that we're not supposed to have cats. She asks what we're going to do about the windows, and I tell her, bemused, that it's actually pretty easy to repair them, and this is actually our house, that we own.

Sometimes during this dream, the person that I'm married to isn't my husband, but a woman (different from the rules lawyer above).

They were originally called the Doonchildren, exemplary humans that had been around longer than the human race we know now. They lived under the radar with incredible abilities. I remember my first dream like it was yesterday. I was playing with a boy who had the darkest black hair and the prettiest eyes. We jumped off buildings together and swam together. I think I might have been eight. But we were best friends. The setting was somewhere I've never been before. A place I've never seen. By the sea, but there was no sand, there was rocks that turned into pebbles and pebbles to dirt, the dirt to grass and the grass to trees. The houses were open and certain parts of it were made of marbles and other parts of wood. Instead of a ceiling a giant white clothe draped delicately over the house. Everything was beautiful, everything was peaceful. The next dream I had wasn't in the same area, but slowly it began to have more characters. A girl with purple eyes and dark hair. A boy with emerald eyes and red hair. They became my family. But now I'm afraid that I've lost the connection. I don't just dream about them anymore. I lucid dream about them, force myself to think about them. But only occasionally do I dream about my best friend without having to force myself. I'll see what happens tonight.

+(i) politicians and an election?

+ bowling, get a spare (10 pin)

+(f) observe fight in area with tall walls

+ wild dogs on the hill, they attack, I fight back with Thor's hammer

+ in a guy's house, I'm walking around his bedroom on the upper floor, I need something from his computer but his amber screen is jumpy and glitchy, I need to press the "sync" button and it helps a little bit

+ cousins present
I'm reading a program written by my dad's cousin: her children all feature in the show and so do I. Then I read it again and I see "too bad <my name> could not participate". I see one guy's face clearly, I think he's the son of one of the daughters of my dad's cousin, but I get that family confused with some friends of ours. I think his features are similar in all the male children in that family, they all look like their mother -- but that mother is not a cousin, she's just a friend of ours.

+(f) old man picks up a toy / summons it from nowhere? Riding in a truck.

Not having any dreams at all lately. Not sure why. Maybe I'll have more soon, but I'm not going to update again until I do. I don't want 50% of my DJ entries to be like this.

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Last night I was exhausted and processing some emotions. I had a state in my sleep where I could see my son and other images but could not touch them or interact with them. I guessed I was in a state of frozen sleep and remembered advice received here not to worry about it and it will go away after a bit. It was like I was frozen and could not function but could see different things. I recognised it was a dangerous state and needed to be freed. I waited patiently and came out of it after what seemed like a few minutes. Thanks to dreamviews I was able to relax and free myself. Happy Days.

Morning of September 11, 2015. Friday.



In my dream, I had been making love to Zsuzsanna in a semi-lucid state and suddenly feel a bit more perceptive than usual in such a situation. She looks beautiful and goddess-like. I tell her that I “brought her here” as an experiment and for her to look around the setting (even though she has already been present in many dreams about Cubitis as well as La Crosse). Outside, I see a beautiful garden and layout. There are unrealistically large coleus blumei everywhere (instead of all the huge prickly pears and ugly caterpillar-infested red canna lilies that were eventually practically everywhere in reality prior to my family’s move back to Wisconsin), some in large plant pots placed in perfect lines along the shed and parts of the backyard. The beauty of the imagery is astounding.

There is a strange “division” of time. Even though I am my present self on one level, “my” house is otherwise empty (other than my own manipulation of the setting and “preserving” of how it was before) and supposedly in the distant past. Lisa’s old house immediately to the south, however, is still technically “cursed” and empty, and the outside covered with several layers of mold and old vines, parts of the front porch blocked up with concrete blocks (and mostly as it presently looks now in real life). I want to look in the house, but my wife does not like the idea. However, my motive is pure and to confirm that the house is in complete ruin and unfit for a human being to even be within several feet of. I do not even care that people apparently cannot enter and leave with their sanity intact. I feel good about the idea of an empty ruined house covered with mold and vines next to “my” in-dream home. It makes me feel alive and happy and with an enhanced sense of privacy.

Somehow though, we end up in town. I seem to be on my own for a time. I do not recognize anyone (even though they are around my age or older). I am in what seems to be a small store. An older male is seated on a chair near the entrance. Even though I do not know anyone in the immediate setting, I ask him if he remembers me. He has no idea who I am. I tell him that I will travel back into the past, meet him and be his friend for a few months, and then come back to the present and ask him if he remembers me then. He seems to agree to this odd concept and arrangement, but it still does not work. He then does not even remember what I had asked him the first time around (before I went to the past). I become annoyed and leave.

I eventually find myself in a tavern. There are quite a few people sitting on bar stools. One of them looks like a very old version of Lisa, perhaps about seventy (which makes no sense as she is younger than me). Her parents look like young teenage versions of themselves even though they are still her “real” parents. Her “mother” says that she has to come home and her “father” does not even want to look at her, though just tells her to come back home while even blocking his face with his right arm for a short time. Not many want to look, apparently, because her face is extraordinarily distorted. I notice that her mouth looks quite bizarre, her teeth two times longer than they should be and metallic as well as being at various random angles. I do not question either the “impossible mouth” or the teenage parents of a very old lady (even though I had been semi-lucid at the beginning of my dream).

Eventually, I am distracted by the behavior of the “parents”, and decide to heal a few people in the area. I go outside and see the same male I had talked with earlier. From here, miniature clouds of soft blue fire float and waver upward into the air from my hands and this is supposed to be “restoring” elements of the town and people somehow. The male seems to become a bit younger (or at least healthier in overall appearance) and more cheerful.

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Hey 🌀☀️⭐️💫
Got lucid this morning at around 6 am
Woke at 2.45 pursued myself to wbtb -
Got my moon time coming up so emotions are a bit high - got back in bed at 3.40am
Laid on back for about an hour relaxing + Mantra and Vis - fell asleep a couple of times - turned on to side - same again - Then went back on to back at about 6am and ..... got Lucid

Felt myself really trying different ways To help myself into the dream with body movements and mantras : at one point It was usual HI and noise but I am imagining I am on a roller coaster ( did this spontaneously as I went with the flow of the noise - I am pleased I was able to adapt myself into the dream! ) with my eyes closed going this way and that ( into the dream I felt I could open my eyes at one point so I very gently opened them into the dream - 😄
🌅 So I was running about in a busy train station / Mall - I saw my bf and went running over and jumped on his shoulders
" We are dreaming and this is my dream !"" Do you know?" I energetically asked him
No he didn't ...as he was preoccupied and couldn't be present he said something about being busy ( which he is in wl at the mo) - I tried again then gave up and went to have food at one of the food stalls - it was great as I had never eaten in LD before so I enjoyed it - Self awareness is low tho and Memory too - had fun tho

Morning of September 11, 2015. Friday.



The intersection setting has been more recurring of late, though I am not certain as to why. I suppose it could relate to a metaphorical “crossroads” in regard to trying to solve certain mysteries through extensive research and not really making as much progress as I would like (though I have achieved some amazing new breakthroughs). On the other hand, it could simply be an in-dream metaphor for the choice of remaining either at apex lucidity or choosing to become passive. Although this dream is lucid, it becomes quite distorted, as I mostly remain passive in order to observe, especially things like writing, though which I cannot fully read at any point as it is.

My dream seems to start near an unknown intersection, though vaguely reminds me of Stadcor Street (in Australia) as well as King Street (in America). The setting is ambiguous though and seems to be indoors and out on the street at the same time. In fact, I even willfully shift our location a bit so that the “floor” of the setting seems to move out of the range of any potential traffic (though I do not see any vehicles approaching at any point.) I notice that my wife Zsuzsanna, who is seated on her knees, and who seems only slightly puzzled at my manipulation of “sliding” our dream placement, has some sort of computerized display on the “floor”, probably an iPad, though a little bigger. The fairly large writing is in landscape format.

I try to read it and become completely clear and lucid for a short time, though this does not do much good as the writing makes no sense at any point. I notice the phrase “dog mxtre”, which I take to mean “mixture”, though it is mostly random letters and gibberish. There is something like “coup de gras” but mostly the screen is an incoherent mess of nonsensical words. The phrases do change a few times with one or two actual words here and there, but just when I think I am getting something interesting or potentially meaningful, I realize it is solely gibberish.

During this time I find a newspaper article on events in a park that also somehow relate to sexual acts that are not permitted. There seem to be at least a hundred by-laws that specifically limit the nature of sensuality. It seems very clinical and yet senseless, as if society is ruled by a “mechanical” mentality that does not even recognize the nature or pleasures of organic life. One of the phrases relates how the heel of the foot is not to be used for gratification in making contact with the partner’s bottom (regarding the cleft). I do not go on to read much of the rest of the long list.

From here, I seem to be in a room with my wife, though my mother (deceased October 2, 2002) is also present, along with a few other people in the background. The news is on, on television, and I go closer to watch it carefully, though only semi-lucid at this point. The news announcer is making references to how fantastic and amazing the sound of a snow leopard is. He goes on and on as the screen mostly shows the head of the snow leopard in profile, facing to the right. After several minutes, the snow leopard still has not made a sound, though I continue to watch. As the news announcer goes on and on in praise, there is not much movement of the animal. In fact, it looks a bit annoyed by the presence of the television cameras.

Finally though, it makes a roaring sound, still with its head facing to the right of the television screen. However, it does not seem quite real. The news announcer continues to jabber mindlessly. Eventually, the snow leopard seems to speak in a very raspy and breathy voice, “Hank…has not been…ly…ing” (“Hank has not been lying” - in reference to the implied but false “honesty” of the news announcer), which is very low-pitched yet still with a discernible melody. I am aware however, that the video has been edited quite amateurishly to make the mouth seem to move with the words.

My mother rolls her eyes and subtly shakes her head and looks frustrated and somewhat angry over the news announcer’s attempts to trick people with ridiculous manipulated video and audio.

Yet again, my dream renders unlikely things my wife had seen with no possible way of me knowing. In this case, it was two elements; my wife being endangered by a thoughtless driver while walking near an intersection and also, as odd as it sounds, my wife had recently seen something on her own on television about an owner of a gray and white cat (similar colors as a snow leopard) trying to make it look and sound as if it was talking while it was meowing. However, my wife said the commentator in that case made a note that it was obviously fake due to the owner manipulating its sound as the camera held the same orientation as the image in my dream according to my wife. I have never been thoughtless enough to think something like that could be coincidence, especially as it happens continuously and often on higher levels of precision in imagery and events. I continue to remain baffled, not by continuous precognition and remote viewing since earliest memory but how other people do not experience this (or at least claim not to for whatever reason - it just does not add up).

As usual I know I had a lot of dreams but can only remember a small part of them.

1) I found myself at a medical clearing station. There had been a chemical incident at a swimming pool. The doctors there were French, and I was taking over as lead doctor, then those doctors left. I was shown some of the injuries, everyone had deep holes where the chemical had eaten into them. I took over and went into a back room and talked with the other doctors, can't remember too much about the conversation, I was looking out of a window and saw some more ambulances coming along the road and wondered why we had not been told to expect anyone else yet. The new patients arrived and I was too busy looking for gloves, the other doctors sorted out the new arrivals and gave them all B12 injections I didn't know why but it looked impressive.

2) Fragment: In a house that was all white and single storey, narrow. I went into a room and hung something up. Not sure how I got there. I remember that there was a field next door and I could see someone doing the mowing at the top of a small hill.

3)Vague memory of having to get back somewhere. Cannot remember anything else.

4)A distinct memory of looking at my hand and seeing 3 fingers. Didn't trigger any lucidity though.

Still no more lucid dreams.

Dream 1:

I was at a party that was being held at an underground restaurant. I’m not sure what was initially being celebrated, but several of my old childhood friends were there, as well as a few family members. Upon entering the restaurant, I was immediately greeted by an overly enthusiastic Tom Cruise Waiter. I started to realize it was a dream at this point. He showed me to my table then threw down a big plate filled with fries. MMMmm I was really excited and I started to just devour them. Each time they would disappear, some waiters would immediately give me another plate. I kept eating until I started to genuinely get tired of eating fries, which is weird for me since I love them. I looked around and saw that there were some people that had fried chicken sandwiches. I asked the waiters for one of those but they flat out refused to give me one! They brought me this delicious cake-like desert. I had to remind myself that all dream food is animal and cruelty free, then I started dig into the cake with my bare hands. I felt like a ravenous animal.

I looked around while eating and it was apparently my birthday party now, and I was the king of these lands. There were also a lot of teen girls dancing in a circle in the center of the room while flashing their boobs.

The party eventually started to die down, guests started to leave, and I was getting bored with eating dream food, so I jumped on top of a table and rode it out of the room as though it were a hoverboard while yelling, “I’m king bitch, I’m king!!!”

I had to fly through a tiny hole in the ground in order to get to the surface, it made me feel a bit claustrophobic but it wasn’t too bad.

When I got above ground I appeared in a beautiful, lush, vivid green field with trees that were covered in so many leaves that I couldn’t even see a speck of bark. I tried to teleport Rick & Morty style by pointing an invisible portal gun at a hedged bush. A transparent green and purple blob shot out of the gun and made a transparent green and purple portal. It was pretty tiny so I tried to run into it head first, but instead of going through a portal I ended up smashing my face into a solid hedge that felt like it was made out of bricks. I rarely feel pain in my lucid dreams but running into that brick bush gave me an awful, splitting headache.

I lost vision and appeared in a new field. There was tall, golden wheat grass all around me and a few oak trees off in the distance. I flew around to try to find a group of people to unleash my wind upon. I found a small encampment of criminals after exploring for a few minutes. I landed in the middle of them and then I almost immediately saw a group of maybe 20 little 10 year old kids marching towards me in a line. They surrounded me in a circle and I began trying to fart. One of them kept punching me in the stomach and pushing me around while the others cheered.

The fart wasn’t happening and I felt like maybe I was going to shit my dream pants instead. So I imagined hearing and feeling a fart instead of trying to force one out, then immediately a massive noise erupted from my butt. The kids froze and became dead silent while they stared at me in absolute horror.

I opened my mouth and said, “It was Meeeeee!!!” but another kid said it at the exact same time. Then the rest of the kids joined in and said that it was them while they laughed hysterically. They started pushing me around, punching me, and throwing rocks at me. Not exactly the reaction I was expecting.
I ran away and then got down on all fours and tried to turn into a dragon. I could feel my back sprout wings and I could feel claws grow from my hands but then I woke up.


Dream 2:

Short lucid dream fragment – I was asking Dreamer to transform me into a dragon. A violent transformation started to happen and parts of my body were bubbling and randomly growing very large or very tiny. I started to grow claws and to get scaly but I woke up pretty quickly.



Dream 3:

I was in a simulator with Dreamer. This simulator was supposed to be a previous memory that belonged to someone from my old high school’s football team. I don’t know what kind of strange technology we were using to explore this memory but I was fascinated at how powerful it was.

The memory, however, was quite sad in content. There were a few cheerleaders that had gotten very drunk with a couple of football players and their coaches. The girls were all stark naked. I admired the details of the simulation and felt my way around the room, amazed at the realism of the experiences.
I found one of my old, male best friends sitting on the floor, submissive, and sucking on an unknown person’s dick that was poking through a wall.
The coaches started to get aggressive, and against the girls’ wishes. They started to walk up behind the girls and rub their dicks against their bums and between their legs. The cheerleaders would push them away, but the coaches would just come back and they started to penetrate the girls. They took them into other rooms and had sex with them.

We could explore the memory and witness things but we couldn’t interact with or influence the memory.
I was showing Dreamer and a couple other DCs that we weren’t actually using our real bodies either by doing a nose plug RC. I suddenly realized that this wasn’t a simulation, but that I was actually dreaming. The simulation started to end and everything began to get dark. I repeated to myself, “I am lucid, I am lucid, I am lucid…” over and over again until the dream re-formed because I was afraid of having a FA and losing lucidity.

I appeared on a gorgeous, white beach. I remembered that I wanted to try some tasks and that I wanted to try to use a mirror to transform. I walked around, looking for a mirror. I saw an old, sand-covered, full-length mirror with a golden-brown, wooden frame. I walked up to it and looked at my reflection. I then imagined my body becoming globe-like and I slowly transformed into a floating, purple planet. I was amazed at how well that worked, so I tried to turn into a dragon after that. While still looking in the mirror, I imagined my body turning into a dragon. I turned green and grew a long tail and wings and looked like a beautiful green dragon! I woke up into a FA before I got to do anything cool.

Dreamer was sitting up in bed next to me typing something on her laptop. I began to write my dreams down, and then I remembered that this is a prime time for losing lucidity. I did a reality check and then I knew! O_O

I stared lovingly at Dreamer and she stared back at me with her adorable green eyes. I ripped off her clothes and her eyes suddenly grew dark, she looked quite grumpy! I tried to focus on the feeling of her personality and her energy, and then I tried to infuse it with the dream character, but it would only work for a second at a time. So I left the grumpy DC alone, closed my eyes, and imagined feeling her presence with me until the dream ended.

I thought I had woken up and that I had been trying to fall back asleep for quite some time. I eventually did a reality check to make sure I wasn’t still dreaming, but I was.

I got out of bed and appeared in a white tiled bathroom. I stared in the mirror and imagined a Rick & Morty portal gun appearing in my hands. Just such a gun grew in my hand from a small point! I pointed it at a wall and pulled the trigger. What came out was the most vivid and non-transparent green blob yet! I was super excited and happy about just how well the Rick & Morty teleportation method had worked this time, but I woke up before I could go through the portal.

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

Had trouble recalling my dreams for the past couple days. Just remember this one scene from last night where there were a bunch of cows chasing me and I jumped a fence or something... It's not much of a dream.

Time:5:00am.
This dream is mostly non-lucid only at the end I got the awareness that I am dreaming.

I go to a place where my friend left me in a car and gone somewhere. I wait in the car. It is dark outside, feel like It is 9pm. Suddenly the car move it self. I was little bit agitated about the guy left me in the car, but no time to think further. I hold the driving wheel and turn around in the empty space along side the road. No traffic on the road, but still it looks there may be. I turn right U and drove to the left side and the car didn't stop, so I turn the driving wheel and manuver to the right and finally stop by apply break, even though I sit at the back side of the car. How my leg reached front of the car? { I should have realised how I got my leg there? I should have doubted. But didn't.].

Then I got out of the car, I am in a home at the drawing hall. Two of my friends are there. One guy I see say, asking me why I am here. I just tell him, i got out of the car just now, and tell the other guy left the car with me and gone without attending me.

Then another friend come front of me and start sleeping on the floor. I ask him What. He said he has to sleep as look at me as if why I am asking him the obvious question.

I go out of the home, and female friend go there. Just in front of the building I left, on the road there is another lady come and ask the female who came with me, why she is here. She reply look to her as if saying it is none of her business. Then the new lady, says she is on business here. I was wondering what ? Then the new lady do walk like a military walk with taping her lady shoe on the floor. I can here the small finger length knifes come out of the shoes in both legs. I realize she is going to harm my femal friend. I push the femal friend and stand between the lady and female friend. The lady asks what I am doing? She got knives attached to her shoes. She can scratch me with that. blocking her? She gives a look at me. I am not afraid.
DREAMING! I AM DREAMING!!. I push the lady in front of me. It looks real. Just I feel the texture of her office coat, my dream dissovles.
[ I am awake. I waited for a few minutes. and realized I got the first dream awarness in my dream. I lasted a few seconds. Hope this will continue in future. I was wondering is these dream characters played with me? Perhaps they are! They might be even my own subconsiouce manifestations. I am feeling happy! I just type this immediately I got out of the bed.
In my previous dreams also same thing might have happened. I didn't get much to do. So, I still keep this in non-lucid category. I went to bed at 10:30pm and wake from dream 5:00am. I guess noting this time may help me in future. So, joining in Dreamviews.com I reached the purpose and got a glimpse.

In future, I will be ready to talk to dream characters and find my dream awareness. Since they are helping me I have to accept their help.]