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My recall for this night is quite crappy. I took way too long before finally writing anything down.

Fragment
» There's something that has to do with Harvey from Suits.

Birds
Someone is telling me something about birds. (S)he mentions birds, predator birds, superbirds and superpredators. While that person is talking I see a parrot hanging upside down from a tree. A parrot counts as a superbird. An eagle or hawk shows up to prey on the parrot. The eagle/hawk flies away shortly after, though I don't remember what happened to the parrot. I also had one eagle/hawk sitting on my hand for just a moment, but because I didn't have a glove, his talons scratched my right middle finger. I should've worn a glove..

LEGO
I vaguely remember something that starts out as or resembles the Avengers and then slowly moves towards LEGO. I'm just an observer in this dream it seems. They're hatching a plan that's supposedly quite insane. They have to retrieve/steal some object. At one point they're communicating through a laser beam that got reflected off several walls to finally reach someone somewhere else. Ok, way too convenient that that's possible.

When the dream switches over to LEGO there's something to do with a king. He's going out in the hallway with a small army of guards. About half off them sneak off because they are part of the Avengers plan. Really? Half of them? Don't you think that's a little conspicuous? Do you really need 20ish people to get the job done? The king and the rest of his guard keep moving. Everyone else in the hallway seem to be regular people, so for the king and his guards they are insanely huge. They make a stop somewhere and there's a balloon or something that floats down onto the pikes of several of the guardsmen, making it burst. There's also something with a liquid that's apparently quite tasty.

Morning of February 7, 2016. Sunday.



This dream, curiously enough, seems to be an offset “sequel” of one of several dreams of yesterday - “Unlikely Meteorite”. It mostly seems an unusual residual offset of the library scene just prior to the sighting of the anatomy chart. Even the same unknown female librarian is present (although she could be a version of my wife Zsuzsanna). This one makes more sense in a more discernible hypnopompic disclosure, when the meaning of a dream is more clearly revealed during the last stage of the waking transition.

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I find myself briefly thinking of a half-finished jigsaw puzzle that featured in “Unlikely Meteorite”. It was seemingly, as originally written, a simplified American clipper ship. However, I find myself in a transition where it simplifies into a modern sailboat. The librarian approaches as I look at the chart, which is now actually not a chart but some sort of three-dimensional model of a male human body encased in glass, similar to the “Visible Man” model kit but lifesize.

The lungs of the seemingly holographic model expand and slowly deflate, then expand again, though after a time, transform into the sails of a sailboat (and I also realize that I am probably “seeing” my own breathing during sleep). I realize that, being that a sailboat is an autosymbolic dream component that can either be a dream self induction (into the dream) or a waking self transition (out of a dream), that it is also a symbol for breathing, especially as a boat is an autosymbolic extension of the physical body (as subliminally perceived in REM sleep). Watching the unusual “sailboat lungs”, I enter a lesser state of waking self perception, visualizing a sailboat on a river (as a waking conduit) to return to my full conscious self - my even breathing carrying me peacefully from my dream, the sails and lungs filling with air, turning, and relaxing, breathing outwards. It almost feels like I “completed a jigsaw puzzle” (a puzzle being autosymbolism for the subliminally perceived ambiguity between fictional dream self and conscious self identity).

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nope. nothing for you. i didnt write this one in a way for you to read.

[SPOILER=most boring]dragonkin sorcerer but it summoned a minion? i kept summoning more until it was barely enough i had 8 or 9 or 10.

girl who loves me, we go to theme park. k and n and there. i love the girl too. she recited some poetry in the bus i just was kinda childish and made jokes i think its because k and possibly n i felt awkward. we also walked together at that thing road with the old man with the thick cigar. we were walking there. she was beautiful and i loved her, she had blonde hair and i think a pale face. i didnt get a good look at k but she had green eyes. the eyes stood out. figuratively. i expressing my love toward my gf well and i may have hurt her feelings.[/SPOILER]

mushroomheads. im naked in the hallway at medine yenges house and ezgi opens the door. lots of people are inside and i scream "close the door close the door". cut off perfectly so that 1 mushroom would grow out of my hair. yeah. people had either poofy hair or mushrooms on their head? and they had swords. i was fighting in an army with these people. these people are upstairs at medine yenge i think but it may also have been another dream.

about a decade or so ago i had been with these people and i had a girlfriend but i did something stupid and got exiled (this is the story of the dream, this is just a memory, it didnt eggzshooly happen). i got exiled because i warned them of enemy troops attacking them. and it didnt happen. now i see a vision or i just see it by watching from somewhere that a strong army is coming for us. i dont know if i told them this.

[URL="http://imgur.com/94oSvJw"]dream 5[/URL]

as far as i can remember, i was lucid from the start. it lasted about 10 minutes, vividness was normal and my mental clarity/awareness that it was a lucid was i think a 5. (on a scale of 1 to 10)

indoor theme park/playground. there was a big skate ramp and people were saying its impossible to go off it and come back by bouncing against the wall. i dont remember having skates or a skateboard but the experience was like i had them. so i just went weeee off the big ramp, did some spins or stunts or something, bounced off the wall and came back. people were impressed.

i dont remember this clearly but it was like i was having 2 different dreams at the same time. the scenes occasionally switched from one to the other. both were in the same theme park even. but i only remember 1 part of the dream where i actually remembered both "dreams". it was when i was getting beaten up by a giant black spider, bigger than a car. the getting beat up was slightly different in both scenes

i asked a dc how to travel in time and he made a bucket full of butter mixed with something buttery. i dropped that on the spider after taking 2 hands full myself. it tasted alright.

Absolutely CRAZY dream recall last night!!!! The one unfortunate thing that happened last night was my WBTB. I had the perfect opportunity for one last night, but when I got up I was too lazy. But, at least my recall was awesome!
My brother, dad and I are planning a trip to New Hampshire. There is something in this dream about a parade, but this was the only dream of the night that I don't remember in detail.
I am at a table eating dinner with President Obama and some other people. Obama says something that is funny because he is the president, and we all laugh at it. JSYK, there is someone underneath the table holding it up. using suction cups.
At this point I'm pretty sure I do my failed WBTB.
I am at a political event, sitting in one of the front rows. I turn around, and see my friend sitting next to the Bratayley family. She is motioning for me to go over, so I do. i talk to them for a bit and we get a picture together. There are several other people with us in the picture, but I don't know them.
My family and I are on a beach in Florida at night. It must be some really famous beach, because I am telling my sister how cool it is to be there. Then the waves are growing higher, and dad tells us that we should go back to the hotel before a storm starts. I remember thinking that he was going to say that there was a hurricane. We turn to the left and walk down a path away from the beach. There is a little tower like thing that I decide to walk up. When I get to the top, there is basically a giant trampoline lined with a wooden deck. On my way back down, there are several kids there that won't move. I finally get them to budge so I can get through, but we keep throwing nasty remarks at each other. My last remark to them is "I have hair too!"
I am in gym class, playing hockey on a giant trampoline. I remember feeling sad that one of my friends is not in that class with me.
I am still in Florida, this time by the "run off water" of some sort of amusement park slide. My family tells me that they have to leave to look for something, and I should be the look out. All of a sudden I am at my house again. I am watching something going on in my backyard. My family has discovered jello out there! I start eating some jello, and it tastes really good. I tell my brother, and all of a sudden we are in a prison like thing. There is a woman(our mom?) with her hands tied together. A security guard gives me a remote control and phone, and tells me that they might be useful for me to escape with. I hide them in my scarf, and me and my brother escape from the prison. We are running up hill, faster than we ever have before. My dad is running close behind us, trying to persuade us to stop running. Finally we do. We turn back around, and suddenly we are on a nice family hike. My sister is taking pictures and we are sitting near creeks eating candy. Then suddenly I am back at my house in the bathroom. Katie, the mom from Bratayley is there saying that she is going to show us how Hayley overcame her fear of water. I get out of the bathtub so she can film.
I am back at the beach in Florida, the same one, and my brother tells me that we aren't going to spend any more time there. I am angry at him, but we walk away, down the same path as before. As a I am walking away I can hear my grandma talking with an Asian person. We reach the tower, but this time I have to have a rope climbing competition with someone to make it to the top. As we are climbing the rope we have to answer questions about politicians. When me and my competitor make it to the top, I sit down with another girl on the giant trampoline. We start talking about Caleb and Bratayley. We then start using special crayons to draw pictures of memories with Caleb on the "trampoline wall."
I typed this pretty quick and late, so I am sorry for any errors, And I probably forgot some extra dream fragments, but I'll add those later if I remember any more.
Question!!!! Are Wisconsinites the only people that call physical education class gym class? Just wondering.

2.6.16

Last night slept 2am-7am. Couldn't sleep more.

Nap later at 10:38. No recall upon awakening. I was typing up something unrelated on the DV when I got a Total Recall 0_0

I just arrived at my mom's place from abroad. Sitting in a chair, they hand me a stack of mail I received while not home. 3 of them are postcards - best wishes to my birthday. One is a letter from New York and I save that for last. (I read accumulated mail everytime I visit home in a dream. Very strange feeling.) There is also a shipment of something that I saw clearly in a dream but now I don't remember.

Last I open the letter from New York. It has a nice rubber stamp on the envelope with small pretty font.

It's invitation for an interview but doesn't say for what job. I assume it's related to my second job.

I get to NY and to the building. I'm waiting for the HR person and I ask a few people in offices where to go. I end up in a conference room and they treat me as already hired. I'm suppose to replace a guy who's job was to collect text from others, put it in right format and print a small book from it. I hear he was taking his sweet time on it and people were getting impatient. I'm taking notes while trying to figure out best time to tell them that I was not hired yet, haha.

Somebody is taking me to HR. I had a feeling they are not rushing to take me there for some reason. This guy taking me there has a severe limp and is almost falling over, has to hold on to rail and we are going slowly. Some starcases have a missing step, but they tell me to just use some small extrusion to step on instead. I walk down on same starwell later but this time I'm coming down on it.

It's time to go and see the boss. We are walking by a hallway and some rooms that are completely flooded by clear water. Some girl is asking me if I can snorkle because we have to go through there to bosses office and she giggles with others like that s an awesome joke and feature they have.

We get to the other side and enter a cave like semi-large room. As I'm walking down the stairs chiseled into the stone, I see animals without cages, but somehow restrained, maybe a chain. There is a tiger like creature on my left at the bottom of the stairs, crocodile on the right, some colorful flat tale beaver type of creature straight ahead and an alligator at the door my guide is opening. I'm saying "noooooo" "I don't want to go throught the door where you just almost stepped on an alligator. I'm not scared but I have a feeling this is all not right and anything can happen.

Suddenly there is a fire. They call on a walkie-talkie for someone to come and help. Fire is spreading with lightning speed. I look above and there are fire balls rooling and now they are in front of me too, just below the low stone ceiling. It's getting hot and no matter where I turn, there is really no way out. I think this is it.

Then my guide says we can try and get out into the salt mines. She punches in a code into the control panel at the door, but code is not correct. She tries many times till the door opens and we get out.

-I'm at Alvin's with family, when I see the drop off some baby elephants in a gated off enclosure. My mother can barely contain herself, and runs over to play with them. I go over too, but before I can get to the elephants, I'm surrounded by puppies!. Is I pet and play with them, I notice there is animal shit all over the ground, and carefully step around it on my way to the elephants.

-I go in a portable shower that looks like an outhouse to get changed in order to look good for some girl. The water from the shower is running, and as I worry about getting my clothes wet, my clothes get wet. My jeans in particular are soaked.

-Walking through the field behind my house, looking at some notes I'd written on paper. I ball up the redundant notes and throw them into the tall grass, which almost looks like corn. As I walk I run into several school kids dressed in costumes. Then I noticed they have a big circle cleared in the grass with a central totem or statue. Obviously performing something, so I ask the kids if they're doing it now. They tell me no, this is just practice, but they'll be performing there most of next week. They ask if I'm going to watch, but I say I'll come back later in the week, since I live so close.

[color=green][Really had to fight to remember these ones. My mother is always watching Nat Geo whenever I see her lately./color]

Sometimes it's almost painful (and, by this, I mean very very painful) to wake up from a dream where you missed such obvious dream signs. One of my most common dream signs is trying to take a picture and finding the camera won't work. And yesterday I read through the Tasks of the Month and read about the one to hand President Obama a baby. That wasn't one I was planning on trying first. I was going to go with looking at the sky and walking through a wall. But my mind must have remembered the Pres Obama task because it put Obama right there in my dream. It was trying to hand lucidity to me on a golden platter. And I blew it.


Dream:

I was in the place I used to live. Seems like a few family members were there but I can't really remember who.

And all of a sudden President Obama walks in the door. With him are two older Muslim men that looked to be leaders of other countries. One was especially old and wrinkly but still very tall. Obama made himself comfortable on the couch while the two men stood right behind him.

I was surprised to see Obama there in my living room without having any advanced notice (but obviously not surprised enough to do a reality check). I pulled out my phone and asked him if I could take a picture of him because I knew no one would believe me if I told them Obama had come to my house. He didn't seem to care. I tried to take a picture, but I couldn't find the right buttons on my phone. It was as if my phone were completely foreign to me. I fiddled around a little hoping that I would figure it out.

Obama and the men start talking together in another language that I couldn't understand. I decided I wanted to text Jeff and tell him to come and see Obama, not because he particularly liked him, but it's not every day the POTUS is in your house conducting what appeared to be a very private meeting. Again, I can't get my phone to work. Nothing looked right or familiar.

The meeting goes on and on, and I am starting to stress because I want to get a picture or contact Jeff before the meeting is over. But my camera/phone is not cooperating.

At this point I should have gone lucid. I really should have. I practice this dream sign during my waking hours. This is my most common dream sign. It happens all the time in dreams. Most of the time I recognize it now.

But not this time.

The only thing that could have made this dream worse is if I had been holding a baby....or if there was an obvious portal there on the wall.

Finally Obama and the men get up and go outside. I follow them, still messing with my phone.

There are a couple black limos parked out on the road. I watched them all climb in and drive away.

I then woke up.

After kicking myself multiple times I tried to re-enter the dream. But it was too late.

2/6/2016 Slightly edited for privacy and understandability Each paragraph is a different dream in one night.

I was fighting someone (physically with fists and all), but I do not know who exactly … They were losing and I was winning. Maybe it was in the room next to the main office. It was in school and was dimly lit. It ends.

A classmate was getting aggressive in the commons in school. Someone was pulling her away and I realised that she had my backpack. I went to get it but I had to rip it out of her hands for me to get it back. She seemed scared of me and was apologetic to me as she said I might have “beat her ass.” It ends.

I was in the “reception” area of my school and I noticed a black man with grey hair that was wearing dark clothing sitting in one of the two chairs that were in the room. It occurred to me that he was an inspector for the school. Then we were in the front office with the dean and the school administrator was missing. We were looking at her desk with orange colour paper scraps and that is all, that dean was behind us looking somewhat worried about something, I do not know. Then it transitioned into the Social Studies room and I was walking into it when my friend was joking with me about the 11th and 12th grades were combined in one classroom. I said “Back to the good ole’ days” (I am technically in 11th but taking 12th classes and I kinda miss my 11th-grade friends) and I sat in the back corner and we were watching some video and taking notes while the lights were on and the in the room. The inspector I presumed was writing about how to class was going on the board and my SS teacher was off to the side watching. It ends.

No LD’s tonight.

A slow transition in the darkness. I find myself in a dark apartment and I'm moving in the air towards a bathroom door against my will. The Grudge appears ( Shes been present quite often when I'm either paralyzed or in the phase of entering a dream.) For a second I'm startled but I calm down immediately, because seeing her is a good sign and she has even helped me to become lucid a few times. I see that she is still the embodiment of my fear of the situation. So I do what it takes to calm my subconsciousness down, and I kiss her. She turn 20ish. We kiss for a few seconds and then she says :" I will always be in the shower." She probably means that I will always be scared for a brief moment when becoming aware of the transition phase, which is only natural I guess. I reply : " I know." The dream becomes bright and it's day time. My father enters our apartment and I leave to the stairway. My father insists that he'd come with me to my adventure, no way. I try to push the door close with physical strength as he tries to join me, and finally succeed. I always fear that either my father or brother keep following in my lucids, I want to have my adventures alone. So I'm now in my stairway thinking of what to do next now that I got rid of my follower. I first start with stabilizing the dream by touching the surfaces and doing the nose reality check. Everything is life like now, good. I begin thinking a door that would appear behind my back, and as I turn around there's a yellow wooden door standing still in the middle of the corridor. I prepare to fulfill one of my main goals, to get to my own dream house to a beautiful tropical island with a beach and all things that make up a paradise. I say clearly and loud :" Cubiculum." That's what I named it, it means "a room" but what ever I like how it sounds. "This is what Iv been waiting for."I say to myself. I'm perfectly anchored into lucidity and the dream is stabilized. I think of a beach and enter, without intention...

I appear into a gloomy and stale beach. There are coniferous trees further into the island and a boring field, and then there's what is supposed to be my perfect Cubiculum house. But it's just off, it's like a recently abandoned cabin. I try to make it bigger at least by turning my face down and then looking back up again. I do this twice, and both times the cabin just grows smaller. I laugh. Suddenly there are tourists arriving into the area. I look up to the forested hill next to the cabin and briefly think of some forest creature war I could have to compensate my failure. I drop the idea and create another yellow door to behind my back. I decide I'll go sit to the Lincoln Statue that Iv seen frequently in movies. I again forget to exploit intention. But I make it this time, I open the door and I'm here, at the Statue. The hall is quite big and somewhat beautiful. There are three openings, front, left and right. There is no roof however. I let Lincoln sit in peace and so I sit down as well to the highest step by the front opening. I'm not in Washington ( if that is where the statue is supposed to be located I dont know.) but at the end of some sand road. The view is simple but extremely sharp, I guess it's more realistic than reality. The statue was normal in the beginning, but now that I go look at it again it's head is halfway merged into the rest of the statue. I go sit to the steps again. I say to the dream : " You have five seconds to introduce me an interesting character."Nothing happens, there are only bats flying on the orange colored sky. I'm starting to go back to the statue when I see a figure nearby on the street. I run up to it. It's a woman, but she's a bit... disturbing. She's overweight and dressed in a black robe. She has her teeth tightly pressed against her lower lip and she doesn't speak. She looks straight into my eyes, as if she had no soul. I see that she also has eyelashes on her elbows and on the tips of her fingers. I feel disturbed enough so I swing my hand at her and she disappears.

The dream turns into a setting of what seems to be like Half-life 2. The street's of City 17 I'd think. It's night time now. I see a dementor from the Harry Potter universe approaching me and I shout : " Expecto, patronum!" at it with my hand pointed forward. A great mist of light consumes the dementor. I lose a little bit of lucidity. I then proceed to fly around, killing more dementors with the same spell around the street. I see Harry and his friends and I tell them to go do something nice instead of being out here on the street. I once again create a door and it's yellow. (My lucidity goes up and down from now on.) I go through it and I'm in a hallway made out of metal-looking material. It's pretty future like. I decide to "go with the flow" and see what the dream does. There are people and semi humanoid-looking people walking around. The doors of the hallway open by themselves when people walk towards them. I'm accompanied by some people and they begin to lead me somewhere. I can hear some Eurovision music playing nearby. After walking for ten seconds we're suddenly at the back stage of a big warehouse and there's some 10,000 people cheering for a band that is playing on the stage. A sudden impulse leads me to go to the stage and sing along with the band in front of the huge audience. I know the lyrics by heart but I don't really know what I'm saying. I suddenly sounds like a real singer. I go and fly over the audience but they soon disappear and I fly to the wall and into the darkness.

I'm eating at my high-school with my friends when some boy comes and sits besides me. I suddenly have a WILD "within the dream" and first I reluctantly rise in tothe air and towards the light, but then completely surrender myself. I try to reach for the light, it's so amazing. I can see some red text and I try to read it without success.


ceiling

6/2/16:
I am pretty sure I did have a dream to recall but I woke up very suddenly, moved about and shocked myself, causing it to slip away :/

[Warning] - The following contains body horror and a sexual act.



#18

Sex With Headless Shadow

This was a very odd dream as well, and like the title states, I had sex, more so fingered Shadow the Hedgehog but he was literally headless. I chuckled when I woke up after having the dream.

This took place, I'm assuming in my room -- The surrounding was hard to map out. I was laying down and I could feel my 'soul' or 'something' extract from my 'physical' body and was then visibly on-top of me. For a minute, I began to think it was a replica of myself but I ended up seeing a patch of white chest fur just like Shadow the Hedgehog's and the noticeable shortness in height compared to mine in perspective. He did not have a mouth to speak with nor could he speak through telepathy, but he could understand what I said to him. I did not freak out and I was extremely pleased. I remember taking Shadow's hand and placing his index finger into my vagina.

I could feel it enter me as he began to toy with the inside. It felt good and I told him to do it faster and harder which he proceeded to do on command. But then I woke up.

Dream Goal For February

Spoiler for February 2016 Goal:

Goal: Have a lucid dream about Shadow the Hedgehog and have sex with him. (I doubt this dream would actually be considered a goal completed -- lol)

Extended Information

Spoiler for Extended Information:

• Date — 2/6/2015

• Went to bed — 2:00 AM

• Woke up — 9:00 AM

• Total sleep — 7 Hours

• Stress level throughout the day — Fine

• Techniques/Practices:

*Daytime — 2 rounds of reality checks (1 in the morning and 1 in the afternoon whilst being at Walmart), DDA (Daydream Awareness) about Shadow the Hedgehog and I having discussions.

*Bedtime — 1 round of reality checks, since it seems relevant on how my dream has formed. I did look at a bit of Shadow the Hedgehog porn before I slept ;>_> Probably placing a visual imprint in my mind.

*Recall — Not really a mantra but I made a joke to myself after I had sex with Shadow, in the waking world, about having a dream about it.

• Dream(s):

*Time logged — 12:03 PM

*Vividness (1-5) — 2＝hazy, only some sensory dream elements were discernible.

*Awareness — I could tell that I was aware of where I was. It felt familiar as if I was truly laying upon my bed in my current, waking life, room. Though, I wasn't aware enough to state I was dreaming.

*Perceived Length — 10 Minutes

*Emotions — Horny, Lustful and Excited

*Dream Signs — Shadow the Hedgehog, my room, body horror -- Shadow being headless, haziness

Notes/Summary

Spoiler for Notes/Summary:

Notes/Summary — Right before I headed off to sleep for the night I had sex with Shadow the Hedgehog (please do not ask me how). This was right after we watched a couple episodes of Diabolik Lovers: More, Blood which is already a sadistic and sexual related show to begin with (No it's not that kind of show as it doesn't get anywhere that far with the kinds of acts they do). I guess it's what fueled Shadow in wanting to have sex with me in that moment, so we did just that. I was exhausted afterwords and it was around 2AM. I was going to pass out so I told my friend on Skype goodnight, closed the laptop and cuddled with my Shadow plush drifting off whilst thinking of how I would probably have a dream about what had just happened.

Shadow the Hedgehog being headless and being extracted from my body in my dream makes me think of two things: An incomplete tulpa and the current progress of achieving my Feburary 2016 goal. I do not consider Shadow a tulpa but I've had people ask me if he was one. With all the tulpa talk I been involved in lately could of filtered into my dreams, going off the fact of a tulpa being one of the many things that is an extraction of one's mind and the headless portion of the dream could refer to a tulpa being incomplete. It could also mean that I still have some ways to go before I can truly have a lucid dream about Shadow the Hedgehog where I have sex with him.

Winter in the Uk now means wet and windy, and I hate that, so I'm not going out much. So it's maybe no surprise that I'm not getting LD's at the moment (although I'm still remembering, and logging a reasonable amount of dreams)

I'm now in a regular routine of 40minutes+ of meditation/nearly falling asleep. I'm not as bad as the lad in the first video link but you get the idea So it's bad for meditation but better for my dream research.

It means I can get the brain to show me how it works. There's a brilliant BBC documentary series, “The Brain” with David Eagleman, and he demonstrates how our brain usually controls us, and tells us what to see and do. (The second video link shows proof of that) I believe that kind of knowledge about the brain is important for dream research. He mentions schemas (templates) that the brain uses to “free up” neurons for other essential work.

So, when we pass a house, the brain pulls a schema from its template rack and merely adds details to it. Well, when I reach the hypnagogic stage I can get my brain to actually show a few schemas by thinking things like “show me a house” and I got the outline of a house. The schemas are tastefully presented in white outline and surrounded by a white border. I'm not saying that's necessarily how the brain stores them, but that's how it shows me.

So far I've got geometric shapes, a house (and when I asked for “a house” recently I got the outline of a key!) Fascinating stuff. Of course, the question is, can I use that to advance my LD ambitions? Knowing how the brain works could be the way in. Anyone who lives in a foreign country and doesn't learn the language is a fool. Presumably a DILD is just a person “creating a dream image” and the brain responds by popping up a schema , then embellishing it (i.e. a dream forming)

So, my “house” schema maybe needs to be pushed, so it becomes second-nature for my brain to create it on demand. Then the Polish building neurons turn up and give it a nice frontage, plant a few bushes and away we go into dreamland. It's a thought.

Brain trivia
Apparently the unconscious is the big brother and the conscious is the runt. Who knew that? He likens the conscious, to a CEO of a large corporation, who steps in when there's a crisis. The trick for us is to get our CEO to make LD'ing one of its priorities.

The brain's insistence on showing its pre-determined schema's (despite them sometimes being illogical) presumably explains why we are tricked by magicians. Well, not any more matey! You just have to shout “it's a bloody schema” and some big guy will probably throw you out...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=njMP4c3SJJA


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wtzzS9TtKes

Had quite some dreams, but since I overslept I'll stick to describing the lucid.

​Mirror, mirror on the wall
I'm standing in front of a mirror. I don't recall there being much as but this mirror in a very small square room, perhaps the size of a toilet. For no apparent reason at all, I become aware that I'm dreaming, though my mind wasn't that clear and I didn't have control over my actions. My first thought is to make something levitate to win my lucid challenge with werty52. There's nothing in this room that I can levitate though. I consider making a small red box appear out of nowhere on the ground in front of me. I'm sort of half doing it, while half telling myself that that's too challenging. I'm not sure if the box appeared. I decide to stick my right hand through the mirror, to stabilise the dream by ascertaining that this is a dream. My hand goes right through. Mere seconds later my phone starts to ring and it throws me off my balance. I lose the dream. I think it might've lasted for maybe 20 seconds.

I was in school, on polish lesson. O felt really ill. Teacher called me for an exam, I was coughing badly. She asked me about main protagonist of Nałkowska's "Border". I said I don't know anything about that, but instead of getting a bad grade, she said that I'm ill and she'll ask me another time. She left a note that the grade would be delayed due to a stomachache. I left the school and met my younger sister with her group of friends. There was a huge swing, I swung on it almost hitting my sister with legs. She was mad due to it. I left the swing be, and coughed hard.

Suddenly I found myself in a government building, talking with a high ranking official. We were talking about a plague that quickly spreads around the world.