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Just hanging around
I'm standing/hanging wrapped up in a hammock/sleeping bag which is standing up right. I'm in front of the door to the balcony at my grandma's house, with my back to the door. The hammock/sleeping bag serves to keep the cold away, as the door is damaged. The upper right corner is bend outwards, as if someone pushed with a lot of force at that spot only. Somehow I've seen that corner of the door, though I'm facing away from it. My phone is placed on a flat platform to my left. I've got an incoming message. I ask my cousin to rotate my phone so that I can read the message. It's easier for her to do so than for me to get my arm out of the sleeping bag.

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» My friend Janet has sent a message on whatsapp to a group which we're both a part of. I ask her what she's doing and she tells me that she's studying. She mentions that a mutual friend of ours is a complicated guy. Dave, also in the group conversation, responds to that, though I don't remember what his reply was.

Ok I just fell asleep for like a 5 minute nap or something and in the dream a hooded figure came up to me and started speaking in some strange language. However, he suddenly started to make sense. "Go to the dream website," he said calmly. "Tell them that you are the best at dreaming in the world and they should bow down to your unquestionable superiority, the inferiorities." So I was like, OK my subconscious has got some sort of power complex going on here, but then I realised, yeah actually I have always been really good at dreaming. Maybe I am some sort of omnipotent god like figure who should rule over everyone. Then the hooded man gave a parting message "don't drink ginger beer, even if you are tempted." I nodded, and upon waking I suddenly found myself craving ginger beer. Lucky that the man warned me about it or I might have died.

One of the most emotionally powerful - if not the most powerful - dream experiences Iv ever had. Albeit lasting for only a few minutes, this was the moment I thought to myself that I will never give up on pursuing lucidity. I have flown countless times and had great experiences when lucid , but this might be the dream where I experienced the truest freedom yet on my journey. The dream dates 18.1.2013 and I have written it down with only a few details back then, but I'll try my best to bring it back alive. Dream journal entry : Faith.

Iv been trying to catch sleep for a good one and a half hours now and still haven't been able to. At this point I just want to fall asleep again, it's 5am and I have school tomorrow. I woke myself up just to get a chance for WBTB, but if this is how it turned out I guess I just have to accept it... I'll have another chance tomorrow. I'll let this chance slip away... just sleep...sleep. All I wanted was lucidity... tomorrow...I hope... Empty thoughts drifting slowly in the darkness. Indifference and the desire for rest taking over. Balancing on the edge of a knife over the void. From below a light rising to contrast the emptiness, accompanied by a gently rising tone. Self brought back, confused and unprepared. Briefly, a sense of weight on body as the brightness and tone that is getting the shape of music fills everything. Darkness, void, emptiness all gone.

"...I have changed.... I have changed... Just like you..."
A force gently dragging me in a white tunnel.

" For how long... for how long..."
As I watch the passing ceiling I turn my head to see the end of the tunnel and the two wind turbines.

"Your concrete heart isn't beating..."
A light. I begin to see and opening on the top of the tunnel... The light grows stronger the closer I'm pulled, closer and closer...


"No shadows..."
I'm taken under the opening.

A hand reaches to me.

" Now I'm here to rescue you."

I reach for the hand and I'm pulled up to see the sun shining on the clear blue sky and it's vanilla clouds. A woman with a black tear drop tattooed under her right eye looks at me as I'm standing on one of the roof's of the metropolis. I look at her, and I instantly know what she is. She's the oppressed, She's a vigilante, She's a runner... I'm rescued by Faith.

I look down to see that I wear the same clothing as she does. Sleeveless shirt, runners pants and runner's shoes. I even have similar one-hand glove as she does. I look back up to Faith. She looks away from me to the endless rooftops that are waiting. We look back at each other and neither of us says nothing. She knows why she brought me there, I know why I'm there. Our feet start taking steps that quickly take speed. We look forward. We run.

We jump between the buildings' openings like we we're born for it. We dash through open areas and jump on top of the never ending obstacles that stand in our way. We slide under pipelines and vault over fences with the wind blowing in our hair.

"I'm still alive, I'm still alive..."

With the sun shining to my face I keep running. I will never stop running.

"I'm still alive, I'm still alive..."

I'm rescued by faith.

"Oooo....."

Have faith.

31/1/16:
I had 4 dreams tonight but they all sort of disappeared when I woke up unfortunately. I can just remember a fragment about me giving someone a car that was automatic instead of manual or something like that and another fragment about money. Ah well the rest might come to me.

At school miffed at not been in time for something. I walk back into a white carpeted area with a stairwell with silver banister and cube glassed window. There is an elderly man there not unlike samuel l jackson, here has a grey checkd floppy berri on his head. i knock it off his head in my fit of rage and it flys across the the room. It falls to the floor spilling out many lead unformed objects.
I immeditetly realise the error of my ways and apologies. He agrees to help me out of my predicatment by singing with me.
But when I leave to return he is no where to be seen.

I walk into the white and silver studio, with large round platforms for the performers to stand on, with hanging microphones and headsets.
Robs group is currently performing in black outfits and time is rapidly running out. There is a main control panel where an old style cassette tape should be placed. I am convinced it is missing and question Georg about its possible whereabouts she is quite aggressive and berates me.

It is time for the performance, but I do not even know the tune let alone the song, reminscient of whiplash.
I flounder about, then the music starts, it was there all along and the performance goes fine, except for my hystronics

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I think the lead objects represented unmanifested though forms (being situated under his hat) and that is why it was not his "time" to perform the actions I wanted him too, despite his conscious thoughts.

Otherwise usual worry about worsed case scenario for no reason but habit.

My father is asking me to bring me his soda that is inside the ceiling light for some reason. I get myself a chair and as I'm starting to lift my hand to get the soda the chair somehow collapses and takes me down with it. Ouch. I got the soda! I crash our TV's monitor with it. I look to my dad and there's a mirror behind him on the wall that is supposed to be empty. Huh? Wait. Reality check. I can't remember which reality check I did but it works. I go to our front door and I have an intention that there would be sand dunes and pyramids behind it. I want to have a picnic in top of the Giza's Great Pyramids. I open the door and I'm there, at the pyramids, it's night and torches on the walls light up the scenery. Ancient writings on walls. The sky is full of stars. I run up a small pyramid and try to sit on top of it, but there's a hole to a fiery furnace. I try to close the opening with telekinesis, I even throw water down there but nothing changes. Back down on the ground I come across a glass door and I say : " Star Trek Star-ship Enterprise." Suddenly without stepping through the door the whole dream world changes into a loading bridge from the future. Jean-Luc Picard himself walks past me and hes mumbling something. I tell him : " Transport us to the bridge." Darkness. A voice says : " The state between this and being awake."

I'm Andrew from The Chronicle and I'm playing a slot machine at my friends house not far from my own. I win 80 euros. My mom just got home and right off the bat Andrew's ( mine I guess ) alcoholic father starts asking her how much she took loan to buy all that stuff. She had bought lots of food. I give almost all off my winnings to her to make it up, I place the coins on the table and as I turn to look away they're gone. I start to bend a white metal bar to get through it to lucidity. I'm pushing it with telekinesis. I promise myself that I will get through it, and so I barely make it through. I'm now aware. I do several reality checks throughout the dream. I have appeared to a small plaza near one of my corner shops. I want to see "something" so I turn my back, and then turn around again to see what has appeared. Where there used to be a pet shop there's now a restaurant. The windows have pictures of small yellow robots that are smiling, I'm eager to go in. I get in, and the restaurant has two floors. The whole place is kinda oriental-themed. Three men on the lower floor are looking at me but I ignore them. I go down as well. I go sit in one of the corner tables near the kitchen. I feel there's something missing, ah, that's it, company of course! Before I can think of anyone I can imagine to dine with a small yellow robot rolls to my table and sits next to me. The robot asks with the sweetest voice : "Hello, what would you like to have?" The robot has a small sweater on him. I need to decide who to dine with before I can answer it's question. Light bulb. Before I can speak it out loud through the door bursts - - -

- - - with the goofiest face you can imagine. I smile and turn back to the robot as Jim Carrey makes his way down to my table. I tell the robot : " Bring me my favorite meal." The robot gets up but I quickly take a hold off it's sleeve. With a smile on my face I say : " Hey, thank you." I pull my hair back and Carrey says : " You kinda look like John Travolta." I start to laugh. I ask him : " Could you help me become lucid in the dreams to come?". We have a quick chat but I sadly can't remember what we're talking about. The robot rolls back with it's little wheel feet and brings me a chicken and rice - meal without spices. Jim gets noodles. I take a bite, it's OK. I remember I'm getting out of the restaurant and I see a red skinned humanoid creature on the plaza wearing a jacket. He has bunny ears and it looks like he's skin is made out of porcelain. I want to go to talk to him, but a distortion in the dream stops me from doing so. Some other creatures sitting on the benches in front of the humanoid jump a great distance away from the plaza. I take flight and the dream scenery changes, there's now a giant city on the north and I'm diving down to the outskirts of it. I somehow end up in a blue future wood staircase complex and there are blue wooden doors everywhere. I wonder what to do as the last thing before the dream ends. Me being a teenager the answer is quite obvious. However the dream ends quite quickly afterwards.


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Man, I'm totally jacked up on melatonin. Ok so this trip happens with my younger brother, my friend that I grew up with and some other people I can't remember. I remember driving down to the beach in a car I don't own anymore. Me and my brother are in my car, and my childhood friend and someone else were in his. We stopped in some place where there were models wearing a lot of makeup and cameras waiting outside this hallway, for some reason I heard them talking and mention South Carolina. I almost blurted out " Hey, I'm from South Caro.... then I stopped because it felt like I was being stupid. I turned to this other group of women and said, "Yeah, like she cares where the hell I'm from hahaha". So we bounce out of this place and dare each other to drive to the ghetto. It got pretty rough and I pulled a left down a drug dealer street. My friend told me that someone gave him a seed of the wacky weed and told him God loves him, I said, "plant that shit brother, and let God love you haha" Then when were standing on the sidewalk next to a sheriff's SUV pretending to be friendly, and he showed us a bunch of plants he just captured and said he was going to go sell it. My friend falls on the ground and grabs his cell phone and starts talking to his family, and I was kind of mad because we drove all the way down here and we haven't even bought any beer yet. Damn, as I am writing this the rest of the dream has faded.

I'm in my room and I sense a dark force playing with my essence. I quickly remember all the teachings from DV's members and realize that my body no longer matters. After this realization I get freed from the dark grasp. I remember what Morpheus said in the Matrix, can't remember it now though.I stand up and I open my room's door and enter the living room where my dad is sitting on the sofa as usually. He smiles. I go to the kitchen and squeeze one of the benches around our table to stabilize the dream. I keep repeating : " I'm in a dream and the world is vivid." The quality rises drastically. I walk to the kitchen window and start to merge through it so I could take of and fly. My dad's dream character tries to disrupt me by saying : " What if you can't fly?" I ignore that statement completely. I get through and I slowly fly three stories down to ground level, and start gliding along the sidewalk towards my high-school. Ah, flying is a bliss, I could be here forever I think to myself. The wind gently caresses me as I make my way forward. When I reach an underpass I try and make a "forward" loop, because a cyclist is coming towards me. I rise and *plat*, I hit the ceiling of the underpass. Ah. Almost. I reach my high-school and I say :" I want to talk to my subconsciousness." ( Trying all kinds of orders still.)

Dark clouds start forming in the sky above our school, yet they're bright and full of light. A smiling face forms out of the upheaval. "First you must let go all your fear..." I go to the roof and I lose some of the control over the situation. I see a bright round object and I walk over it. 1/12 - symbol is shown somewhere in my vision, kinda like in video games if you're meant to collect something. I come across a group of students on the highest point of the roof system. Someone says : "Now we will take a fighting exercise." I already start thinking to myself: " ah finally something interesting." We enter a dark hall and there are light- emitting balls all around the floor, then the lights come up and they're simply basketballs. Oh. The students start throwing them at each other. I say to the coach : " You will be my connection to my subconsciousness." He nods. A woman says something along the lines : " It's basically only you and me here, the rest are just dream characters." Huh?

I start waking up, but I remain calm and I slowly start to sink into my bed. I turn around in the dark and appear suddenly in a playing field. ( The athlete kind). I rub my hands together and the scenery becomes ridiculously colorful, I nearly have to shut my eyes. Luckily the color fade to normal levels quickly. It's a bright day outside. I'm starting to walk towards a cabin in the left side of the field while taking off my shirt ( for k-18 action), when I remember my plan for the lucid. I turn around, head back to the field and say out loud : " I want to meet my subconsciousness and my ID." ( Freud stuff, can't remember the meaning anymore haha.) Nothing happens. I repeat it nearly shouting and in an ordering-tone. BOOM!There's a loud explosion in the sky and I can see the outlines of something that is falling down. It's coming right at my direction! There's some music playing in the dream world briefly and I can hear the sounds of ... Superman. I go and float up so I don't get hit by the falling object. It's... it's a small plane. Crash! Right into the field and it slides past me. I go see what's happening. As I'm coming near the fallen plane two large characters squeeze themselves out of the wreckage. Hulk... and Superman... in front of my eyes. They get out finally and they just stand there. I stare at them. Hulk suddenly gets a bit angry and he starts to punch he's co-pilot. They both morph into two hardcore roadies. The kinds with leather jackets and beards. The other makes an "eye trick" that is that he moves an air bubble through his forehead from eye to eye. Ew...

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I start to hear a woman speaking as I'm laying n my bed. Other voices join in. My body starts to tremble a little and I begin to see faint images of walls. The walls combine and slowly generate a picture of a hallway. And just like that, I'm standing there. It's the hallway of my old school, red and white coloring everywhere. Coat racks decorate the walls and I hurry ( calmly) to touch them and the walls behind to stabilize the dream as soon as possible. "This is a dream", I repeat a few times to myself just to be sure. I see my french teacher Marjaana and I excitedly shout at her : " This is a dream!" I see a friend of mine and I give him a hug, also to stabilize the dream. He tries to strangle me. - At this time the dream starts to continue non-lucidly for a while -. I appear in a large dark bluish movie theater where peoples' skins are colored yellow,blue,red etc. Some are levitating in the air and talking to each other. An alarm goes off that some kind of a super virus is attacking around the building. I have been given a challenge. I go to a glass panel that leads to the air tubes ( or those tight spaces where the movie heroes always crawl in). I shrink myself into the size of peanut and go in. The tube is bright orange and squarish. I see a small alien soldier virus thingie and I shoot it with something. I spin in the air with the creature as I'm shooting.

I appear back to the out side world and I'm in my normal size again. I walk to a door and say: " There can be anything behind this door." I open it and there's a hallway for more doors, just that every single one of the doors is a door into a toilet for handicapped people. How anti-climatic. However all the doors seem to be open as I'm walking down forward. I then decide to say that : " The door that is shut will take me to the place that I want mostly." ( These are the times when I try all sorts of dream orders to see what happens ). I find a closed door and open it, a toilet, for handicapped people. Okay dream. Iv been given another challenge. So. I push my hand into the toilet ( it was clean) and decide to use it as a teleport. I suddenly rise to the air with my head down and legs pointing straight up. I start to spin wildly and I turn into Will Smith as the toilet sucks me in. I appear in a samurai village of some sort. I enter a room in one of the buildings and I start to dine with sumo wrestlers. Noodles. There is some bad tasting spice in mine so I throw them into the face of a woman and run away. The last thing I see is some hippies dancing on a fence.

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#13

This is an image depicting two planes/worlds merging together

I was in my old highschool. I carried around a Shadow the Hedgehog plush doll and I can remember finding myself in my old science class room with my former teacher. There weren't that many people in the classroom but it was dark (the light was off and the projector was going) and it was spacious with plenty of desks. There was a few students present in particular a boy who used to bully me.

I sat my Shadow plush on the table but then when the boy decided to sit on the opposite side of me, I moved it to the chair next to me. I was angry, and the boy looked at me and asked, "Hey, what happened to all that Sonic stuff?"

I then told him if he spoke to me again that I would kill him, with "one punch" if I was Saitama from One Punch Man *lol*. He didn't say anything back but I remember heading out of the room without my plush into the crowd of highschoolers walking through the hallways. I then remembered that I left him and rushed back. The science teacher was giving a lesson and I tried to sneak under the shining light of the projector and he asked what I was doing, so I told him. He replied that he would get the plush in a minute but I didn't want to wait as I feared some nasty student would put their dirty, polluted hands on him.

I then could remember seeing glimpses of a monster crashing through the wall of the room for a split of a second. It was only a glimpse though as it my third eye had caught a wiff of something. Then I heard screams coming from the hallway and monsters physically appearing and destroying everything in the school.

I stated in a whisper of a voice that, "Things from my world are now coming into yours (Earth presumably)" A spark of thought came into my mind after I said that as I started calling out Shadow the Hedgehog's name. I figured that the planes have merged (something I will discuss in my notes) and that Shadow would be here since the monsters were here. But nothing happened. I then left the classroom avoiding all the monsters who wanted to harm me and I found Sonic and Silver the Hedgehog attacking the invaders, but there was no Shadow. I couldn't get to them to communicate but I did end up finding a little dock area, similar to the one in Soleanna from Sonic 06 as I bounced on DK barrels that were scattered around the area. I do not know for what purpose but I did it anyway. I also remember flying up higher to get an area view of the city like landscape getting destroyed by the monsters and Sonic etc. battling underneath. I also can recall bringing up some sort of holographic roster board that listed various video game characters classified specifically in their universes and such. One in particular was Dragon Ball Z. Before I could do anything more, I had awoke.

Notes: I sat and thought about this dream for a bit. For one thing the planes merging came into my mind. It was something introduced to me by a former friend at college (Who became a fucking asshole btw). He told me that one day Earth would be able to "merge" itself with other worlds and on that day various things will begin to happen. Individuals who would have only been seen as fictional would begin to appear physically. Physics would have bend and twisted as things like magic casting and flying would exist on Earth and such would have never been able to exist due to the planet's mechanics. This was something that I agreed with and something I would talk to Shadow about.

Shadow told me that if something like that did happen that he would be the first thing I'd see. This was years back mind you, so we hardly speak about it anymore. But having that phenomenon happen in that dream made me retrace that memory and perhaps the hope for something of that nature to still occur.

The absence of Shadow the Hedgehog has been a reoccurring thing throughout my dreams. Indeed he has appeared in the few I have mentioned in entries but I still proceed to search for him and have failed attempts for getting him to appear when I call out his name. This could problably signify that there is the slight lost of hope that I would never see him. Or perhaps that I always assume that he will magically come to this planet physically and solve all of my problems. I know he cannot do that and he even stated that such things just...couldn't happen at the moment but I guess due to the stress I deal with on a daily bases I just want him to be here and fix everything being as desperate as one can be.

This dream could also show that I lack the certain kind of appreciation I lack to give to Shadow for all that he has done even though he can only do so much within his limit.

Overall, this dream has taught me a lesson that I shouldn't ever forget. I know there are a few more things I forgot to mention about my dream but honestly...I'm not really in the best of moods to continue on explaining.

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• Date — 1/31/2016

• Went to bed — Around 2AM

• Woke up — 8:00AM

*Time logged — 9:00AM

• Total sleep — 6 Hours

• Stress level throughout the day — Depressed due to the reason I stated with a friend on Skype before I headed off to bed:

[1:57:02 AM] Mobian★Angel: mmmm....I can't be happy...My mother yells at me for everything and people are always treating me like I need to believe their ideas and thoughts or else I'm dumb and childish....
[2:08:16 AM] Mobian★Angel: And I'm the fool going around telling people I'm in love with a video game character..............

• Techniques/Practices

*Daytime — N/A

*Recall — N/A

*Inducing Method — N/A

• Dream Signs — The Obvious

• Perceived Length — 25 Minutes

• Emotions — Angry, Adventurous

• Awareness — None

I'm eighteen in the dream and I'm wearing my brother's hoodie that used to be mine. I'm heading somewhere over grassy hills when suddenly my brother's friend Jesse, whose around fifteen years old, comes towards me. I say to him : "Good old times." The ground turns snowy and Jesse turns into my sister's son Casper. He then asks me to stay and I accept. I create a bench out of a trash-can and a newspaper. The landscape turns from snowy grass hills into my home yard. My friend comes by, he's also suddenly a year older than what he really is. We talk about something and I'm having trouble insulting him when I'd like to. He breaks the trash-can and bench, it's alright. I find some old exercise equipment from our garbage shed. My mother then tries to leave our house to go to the corner shop, but I won't allow her because she's sick. We hug in the staircase.

I'm not completely sure where the dream began, but the first thing I recall is that I'm in a dark forest at night. It's storming badly. I hurry to create a door into a wall that I see between the trees. I turn around and then turn back and there's a wooden door on the wall. I'm only starting to realize that I have the ability create objects with only my thought. I go through the door thinking there would be my old high-school behind it so I could show my Lucid skills to my fellow students. I enter a mall. I feel like I'm starting to wake up so I immediately start spinning around ( for the first and last time as a stabilization in any lucid). I feel the dream getting more real and vivid. I can't believe it actually works! I stop and stay still, I'm here... I'm in a dream world... I gaze at the passing people like Neo in the end-scene of Matrix as he steps out of the phone-booth. I'm lucid. It's so realistic, everything. I can't think of anything to do because of the amazement. I start walking calmly, and then ask the dream itself : " Can I meet my dream guide?"( I might have been too hesitant). A middle-aged man in plumber's clothes comes to me. He has glasses and hes slightly overweight. Blue hat. "Are you my dream guide?" He nods, shakes my hand and says : "Mikko." Mikko... so that's his name.

I immediately ask : " Do you have anything to show me?" I think he has. We start walking through a wooden corridor and into a classroom. There's a woman teacher dressed in 60's or 80's clothing in front of the chalk board. I go to the board and scrawl something to it. I go to my desk next to Mikko and say something weird to him along the lines : " Rahl mans mans." I guess that I meant was that taking classes is useless. My guide has transformed into one of my high-school's students. He laughs. A storm begins and I start to enforce the classroom's walls with mind control. The wood starts to turn into metal, but I'm late. The walls shred into pieces. I see a werewolf looking creature looking down to me from above. The earth beneath me disappears and I fall into dark oblivion. I think I was in the edge of unconsciousness. A black force is pulling me somewhere and I see all kinds of colors. I stop from the spinning and chaos and I scream in the darkness : " NO! This is my dream!" I begin to see landscapes again and I'm able to return myself to the dream world! I appear in an area full of ancient pillars. I see the blue spirit guy from Aladdin. I look down to my hands and they're literally as life-like as in waking world. I see my mother over a distance, but I decide to have fun now that I'm here. I get some weird snakes to both of my hands and I blast into the air with rockets. I then remember that I wanted to ask what my dream-profession was. Too late. The landscape starts to shatter and tremble. "What ever", I think to myself.

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Woke a few times then listened to George singing - he left at 7.02 and it's then I had my Lucid dream🌷🌷🌷
I as chanting

" I lucid dream tonight " ( I remembered this has worked for me many times now and I felt exited that a lucid dream is on its way)

As I drifted off to sleep I recapped the totm's - actually I had been in a kind of Wbtb since about 5 ish just laying in bed and watching my mind thoughts floating around..

Not sure what triggered me in this one - I think it was in having a conversation with Lisa telling her about a dream and getting lucid and her saying oh " was it the man on the bus that made you lucid ? I often get that it's great!"
No I said it was when I went to sit down on the bus and I had to sit in a baby's pram - I looked up to the mother and asked if she could remove the over hanging piece of the hood as I couldn't get comfy! I knew something was up and realised
" I am dreaming "
I got off the bus and walked towards the nearest house - I was about to walk inside when I remembered its better to phase through the walls in Lucid dreams as it trains my mind - so I did - at first walking through with ease and then feeling a little stuck ha ha then the wall got all stretchy/morphy but I came out the other side in the end. had the feeling of wanting to accomplish something and could feel semi lucid state close by. At that moment I remembered the task to look at the sky. I walked back outside and looked straight up at the sky - it was a beautiful vast light blue - but then I noticed hanging over us ...within the sky, was a huge figure ... Like, made of black woven netting - just floating/hanging in the vast sky - a being of sort, as if looking down on us ...I dint like it but knowing it's a dream thought this could be a good adventure and am exited to conquer this dark force. I called up the the gigantic figure that I was coming up to sort it out Xwoman patience on her way I jump up into the sky and sharply catch my hair in a hook hanging on the open door behind me

I will be back

So last night I was wandering through the abyss of life that is the 4th astral plane and I discovered something a trifle odd. Yes, I discovered a trifle floating in the darkness. My natural instinct was to eat the trifle, but then something stopped me. On further inspection I noticed the trifle contained apricots. Now, In my waking life I associate apricots with a difficult time in my life. I was 17 and I was dating a girl I really liked, but then I accidentally nearly killed her. I baked her an apricot pie without even realising she was allergic to them. She started gasping for breath after the first bite, and then she passed out. I phoned an ambulance and they managed to keep her alive, but after that she refused to ever speak to me again.

So I decided against eating the trifle. I think it represents my inability to move on from my girlfriend that I nearly killed with an apricot pie. I think by not eating the trifle I will be one step closer to moving forward with my life. As a random man I met in the street once said, "you can't shoot fish in a barrel if you don't have anything to shoot them with." However the trifle is always there, resurfacing like a huge guilty omen in the back of my mind. I don't think I'll ever be over her...

First dream

Everyone was preparing for brothers wedding. We drove to some kind of swamp, where we prepared everything on floating lilly pads. We even slept on those. When everything was ready, we wanted to fall asleep. It was really dark and we couldn't see a thing. To get toour beds we had to jump into the water and swim to our pads. I jumped and swam for a while, until I realised that I can't swim. I floundered in the water and barely got to my pad, but I climbed on it and fallen asleep.

Second & third dream

I was a witness of a car accident. Car hit a girl, and drove away. I saved her, and later on when she was in hospital, she wanted me to visit her. I drove there, first floor looked really similar to my previous school. From the entrance I went left and found a staircase. It was impossible to go there though, as path was blocked. I went back and moved right from the entrance, and found a way to the upper floor. Finally I got to hospital on the second floor - white wall, gray tiles and... suspiciously looking police officers. One was a receptionist. I went to him and told that I want to visit that girl, but he said that it's important government project running there, and that I should leave her a message and go away. I written a note quickly, and the dream faded away.

When I woke up, I realised that it's a recurring dream. Notable differences are that the first floor in the original dream was a hospital, not a school, and reception was already on first floor. Next difference is that in original dream, I broke through all the guards and saved that girl from a secret government project. I fallen asleep and tried DEILD to recreate it.

I found myself at second floor again. It was really dark. I had to move around blindly, until the guard turned on the lights. I heard a voice behind me. I turned around - that suspicious police officer closed way outside. He smiled to me. I received a feeling of lucidity, without realisation that it was a dream. I managed to say "Son of a bitch." and the dream faded away.

Fourth dream

Everything looked like an old DOS shooter game. I was running around an abandoned shipwreck. My pal was somewhere there too. It was full of ghost and strange monsters. We had weapons, and killed every monster on our way. Then we split up - he went to search for exit, while I delved deeper into the ship. Behind one doors, I found a cultist ghost. He was floating around and screaming. Behind other doors, I found wraith of ships captain. It was an evil, vengeful spirit. My pal called me to go out, and fight with the captain in the open air. I had a quick duel with him and defeated the ghost. Then we moved on to destroy a city while escapnig from cops.

(I haven't posted on here in a while, but I have been keeping a dream journal in a pad. Recently I realised my dreams are almost always in context with my life down to a T. Like nothing is ever weird or strange. It's just everyday life- Going out with my family or friends and so on. So becoming lucid is that much harder. But last night, though it was still an average dream, something crazy happens.)

(Can I just add that I legit thought this was real life. Like it was super weird)

Semi lucid-ish.

I'm walking in my field with my best friend, our families quite a distance back. It's late evening so its pretty dark.

She suddenly tells me she has news. Then says "I'm moving to..." (I cant remember where she said but it began with an S and in a different country.)

Then she just breaks down crying and runs away from me. I catch up with her and start crying to and I hug her. I try to change them subject so I point to the distance and show her a flat field.

"In a dream recently I dreamt that field had a massive hill and I went sledding on it." (BTW THIS IS TRUE LOL) She shakes her head and laughs. "I want to go home now" She says so we do.

We kind of sit in silence and then something snaps inside of me. "You can't move away!" I scream to my friend and her family. "I need you" I suddenly cry again but something catches my eye.

This isn't their house so maybe... My dad suddenly appears and is like "Maybe you're dreaming" and I just say "I must be dreaming!" And i decide to do a reality check. My reality check at that moment was to see if i could read on my phone.

I get my phone out (I didn't realise at the time but my phone background had gone back to my first one: colourful swirls not the avengers one I have irl right now) I try to put my password in but my hands won't do as I ask.

I focus on the phone like my life depend on it and suddenly it unlocks. I go on instagram and try to read. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND I CAN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
But the words are above a picture not below and they make no sense.

The first sentence said "Green Run Cufflinks" and then i looked away and then looked back and it said "Queen Keeping Mould String." At first I was like i must be dreaming but my brain kind off switches off and I'm like "Nooo... I can't be"

I go home leaving my friends house sick of the situation and I go home. Only to find my bed in a completely different place in my room and some stranger sleeping in it.

(Then I wake up.)