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I was with my good friend "M" or "J" and my old good friend "T" We were screwing around in the city making trouble. Eventually the police are apperently called. We wait a while for them becasue we want to run from them. Finally we see the car. At this point we are running but we know it will catch us. So I cut into some back yard and they follow me. This continues for a while with me making decisions about where to run and my friends following with the police close behind. Now it is "J" and "T" and we are in this junk yard kind've. The police are on foot now. We are climbing buildings and such but eventually we cant go any further. Im climbing a fence which T is already on and the female officer grabs my foot. T rolls back over the fence. Then the dream does this weird recap where it goes over what happend and how T when he rolled back was risking his life and I wasn't willing to do that.

First dream journal entry. Please let me know if I'm breaking any rules or doing something wrong.
Hanging out with some of my friends. There are some girls hanging out in a bedroom by us. Might have been all girls or not I don't know. I go in there with $20 and give it to a hot girl asking for a blow job. She says no but says she will say that she gave me one. I'm like cool. She immediately blurts out what I asked her and how she didn't give me one. She keeps the $20 and I can't get it back. I think I do end up getting it back but I enjoy talking to her so much that I go in there again with the $20 and she gets it again. Later in the dream my friend, we'll call her "S" gets the $20 for me. It's all wet and I wrap it around my wrist I think. I remember thinking how I was going to go give it to that girl in the bedroom again. That's all I remember.

Non-lucid – Notes – lucid – Interpretation

I find myself in a lounge like area of a restaurant, that has more of a private living room vibe to it. The illumination is quaintly dark, looks like it is illuminated by torches on the wall or dimmed lighting. I am sat in a sofa setting, two square coffee tables in front of me, with someone one my side I am unfamiliar with or can't remember. The sofas are rather large and comfortable, made of dark brownish leather.

On the opposite side in the other sofa is my mother, and she is holding the menu. We are laughing at one another, but it is a laugh of irritation and irony. The menu is rather limited – and their certainly isn't any vegan options. We look for the wine list, but find out in some manner, maybe just intuitive knowledge that there isn't anything to select from.

The manager comes over, he is also our waiter or maybe a waitress has called him over because we have complained. He starts explaining that of course there are options and that this is the menu he is running, completely ignoring our complaints. At the same time he is making an obvious pass at my mom, and I think “cheeky fucker” - reading that he is using his sexual advances to avoid dealing with our problems.

He is your typical short, hairy and somewhat greasy Italian or Greek stereotype, speaking in an Italian accent. He starts out being stocky and somewhat round but over the course of the dream turns extremely skinny, though he maintains his open and deep cut shirt and full dark moustache.

After a short while with him constantly leaning in towards my mother trying to get close to snatch a kiss and overload her sensual senses I have had enough. I get angry. I stand up knock the menu off the table with a backhanded slap, so it goes skittering across the dark redish/ochre tiled floor, towards the entrance where real dining tables are placed. It comes to a halt by one of these tables. There are two or three waitresses standing over there looking anxiously towards me, if not quite in shock – they are dressed in a typical white blouse, black skirt and apron outfits.

The manager gets up and he is now much thinner and smaller than I. I go and grab him by the throat and pull him towards the area with the dining tables. I start strangling him, anger rushing up through my stomach like a volcano spewing out Lava. I don't recall if I say anything to him, though I have a feeling that I tell him of my dissatisfaction with him using sexual/romantic advances in order to avoid dealing with the valid complaints about the place we have.

I let him go briefly and pick up one of Karens's t-shirts – a light purple coloured one – and wrap it around his throat and pull tightly together. I notice that none of the people around me are trying to stop me despite me being in the process of killing the owner.

Immediate Interpretation: Killing the waiter, who is making a pass at my mum could represent that I am frustrated with my own preoccupation with engaging in a sexual and romantic relation with Karen, which I have seen have the capacity to pull me away from writing my thesis. Alternatively it could be representing an intuitive fear I have that she is somehow “playing” her sexuality at me instead of dealing with the emotional problem I feel she is experiencing, when she is simultaneously pushing me away and also want me closer. It could also represent that I am aware of a manipulative aspect within myself, where I am using my own sexual advances in order to avoid dealing with an emotional issue I am experiencing myself – which makes sense as this 2 day non-communication deal has stirred up some anger and confusion.

Non-lucid – Notes – lucid – Interpretation

Karen and I are lying in bed and we are getting friendly touching one another. She then turns very angry and decisively try and perform oral sex on me. She is very angry and is trying to bite me, though I don't get the idea that she is trying to mutilate me. I try and fence her off a little – as I am not interested in having sex of any kind in this emotional state – but she keeps making her advances, and I keep trying to fend her off until I awake.

Immediate Interpretation: I have experienced a fear that Karen is engaging in sexual activities with me in a forced manner that is she is doing it either to avoid confronting an issue or to please my expectations. In this dream I see the aggressive push for oral sex as this fear of her trying to stifle communication of an emotional/personal problem – as she is blocking her throat chakra – and I feel irritated and misunderstood because she doesn't seem to understand that I am more willing to listen to her concerns regardless of what it may implicate for our sexual relation.

Note: When we had sex the night before and we were lying naked next to one another, looking into one another's eyes she looked away timidly and said “the bodily unrest is back now” and after looking at her and asking where it was, she went on “I had it silenced for a while there” in a cheeky tone. For this reason I think it is rather pointless looking up things and frankly this interpretation makes so much sense to me. Also the anger she is displaying in the dream is representative of my own budding anger at her not feeling comfortable with opening up to me about this bodily unrest, also because it might have implications for my actions – however she may simply not be aware of what it is.

Looking up themes: Willingness to receive pleasure – talking about sex. We are talking about sex and I am explicit about my attraction to her. It could represent the recent fascination with anal sexuality.

Non-lucid – Notes – lucid – Interpretation

I am at a ski resort. It is an oblong one, with the slopes placed after one another on a straight line. It is bright and sunny outside and the pistes are covered in snow and the scattered pine trees are dark and green looking healthy.

I am speaking with Krimi, who is there as well wearing a bright yellow ski outfit. On the way up in a lift he is explaining that he is actually getting bored of being there. “Sure it is nice enough and fun to ski, however when you do it day in and day out repetitively it becomes so similar.” I acknowledge this position and express my agreement, though I have only just arrived and am eager enough to ski.

Some fragment of talking to Duki at the top of a piste.

Immediate interpretation: Think this relates to the new and exciting relation with Karen, and that we are reaching a plateau where the newness is no longer a sufficient element to build on/learn from. While I have just arrived and still find it exciting Krimi could represent my fears of Karen not really finding the relation stimulating on the same premises.

Looking up themes: Snow essentially can mean a lot of things – the one I found most relevant :To see the sun shining through landscapes of snow, foretells that you will conquer adverse fortune and possess yourself of power “ The colour of Yellow is related to the solar plexus chakra and deals with self-confidence. In this light the dream could be taken to mean that I can emerge on the other side of a personal problem – either related to Karen, the Psychedelic Research Association or with Bjarne for stalling him – stronger. Dreaming of skiing could mean that I am pushing my mental and/or physical abilities to the test – which suggest my relation with the Psychedelic Research association might be the theme for this dream.

D1:
I only remember fragments of this dream. I went outside with some friends.

D2:
I dreamt that I was with my brother and my cousin and we were on one of the 'Fire Emblem'-Stages from SSB4. I still have this image in my head of seeing me in third-person-view when I noticed that I WAS DREAMING (1st LD)!!!! BUT then I wanted to rub my hands to know how it feels and the moment my hands touched I was kicked out and woke up. I WAS SO UPSET! IT WOULD HAVE BEEN AN AMAZING DREAM!

Preface:
Got to sleep pretty late, close to midnight. Listening to a lot of Belly dance music, lately, practicing listening for cues. I only did a few mantras earlier in the day. I intended on doing some before I went to sleep, but I got busy playing with my phone, etc.


DR 1
I was in the backseat of a red jeep, being driven by unknown men. Seated behind the passenger seat, I looked out the window to my right. I could see there had been a flood, although I witnessed no rain. There was so much high water in the streets. The driver of the jeep attempted to do what many Houstonians attempt to do during our floods- which is drive through it. We got stuck and the jeep started to sink. We have to go, said one of the guys. I tried to open the door quickly, but when the water came in, I got scared and closed the door. The guys left the jeep and it kept sinking. I finally opened the door and got out...


DR 2
There was a show of some sort. I was supposed to be singing with my 14 yo niece (we sing a lot together in real life) and another person (unknown to me in real life). I was in a small apartment practicing with them- but we hadn't sung anything yet. We could only decide on two songs..I can only recall one.."Stand by Me". We were practicing singing cues...(cues again).

DR 3
A man (in a suit, looking important and in kind of a rush) hands me a stack of manila folders (15-20) and tells me that he needs me to get to the pharmacy "ASAP because the crazy people need their meds!" I do not act surprised by the crazy people comment, but I am surprised that I am being asked to do this. Apparently delivering files is not my job so I am not happy about having to do it, but I do it anyway. Each one of the manila folders in the stack has a million post-it notes on it, with notes written in red and black ink. I can't make out what they say. I don't really try because I realize that this is an urgent task and I just need to get on with it, because I don't want the crazy people out of control. I am walking down the sidewalk and there is still high water down some of the streets. I try to take a detour between some red colored buildings, but I can still see the water on the other side.


Side notes:
Been waking up and having the most random songs in my head. Today's song is none other than the Tag Team's "Whoomp There It Is", which is hilarious but I am not embarrassed. I'm from Texas after all, "Home of the TRILL". Doubt that was an international hit.

I remember I was signing onto Dreamviews. I remember noticing a pattern in dream journals. Every night, everyone would have similar dreams. In one instance, there were four or five dream journals in a row that were dreams about Vampires. The next day were a whole bunch of lucid dreams induced by an outside character.

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The dream starts off fairly typical. I'm going on vacation somewhere up north with my family. One of those remote hotels by the great lakes. The kind where it looks like you're somewhere tropical, but in reality it's 60 degrees and the water is a degree above freezing. My dad is cranky and annoying, and my aunt, uncle and cousins are there, and they're all exceptionally annoying as they usually are in dreams.

The hotel we are staying at resembles the one from Puerto Rico, and my mom is attempting to convince me that this will be just as nice as staying on holiday in Puerto Rico because the hotel is similar. Well it was, but there was a point where there was a gap in the beach and hotel, where a large canal was cut to an inland harbor where boats would dock. The dream punctuated my point about this being a low-quality place to stay when a loud boat horn kept blowing in the background and interrupting our conversation. But I didn't want to express my irritation to my mom, seeing as in dreams, she is usually one of the only family members to be, for the most part not annoying and nonsensical.

I ended up wandering off down the beach to the far side of the hotel alone. The beach was artificial and sand had been dumped in. I could tell because at the end of the hotel property it was a wetland leading out to the lake. This bothered me because I thought that it was un-enviromental to build a beach to override the natural habitat.

Some other stuff happened that I didn't bother to remember.

The next thing I knew I was semi lucid and Manei appeared. She said hello and as soon as she did, a command line appeared. It reminded me of the cheat code bar in Minecraft. Someone entered something like.

/Manei Tarr: Disguise = Pyrrha

The dream froze for a moment like a computer that was loading. Then she became Pyrrha from RWBY. I was like 'seriously'. I don't even like RWBY (One of the many reasons I don't like it is precisely because Pyrrha is an OP character, but this is a dream journal, not a place to complain about web shows.). I started talking with her about something or other, but it became nighttime and there was a fight sequence, but I wasn't involved.

A fight sequence in a dream and I'm not involved. The end is nigh...

I woke up and WBTBd.

I was driving home from school, but somewhere along my usual route I made a turn (or didn't make a turn, really.). Without giving the exact names of the roads and what not, let me explain. There are two roads that run side by side that I can take a good portion of the way to my college. But when you get near the school, one of the roads turns and merges to the other one. It's a T-Junction, and if you go straight along the way home, you'll still get home but you will be driving on dirt roads and have to go through the wrong side of a number of two-way stops. But what ends up happening is when the freeway closes due to an accident everybody gets on my usual route, so then I have to take the dirt road to get to class (or back home) on time.

Anyways, I'm taking the dirt road home. It's getting dark really quickly. A guy in a white SUV pulls out right in front of me from the left. I slam the brakes but still hit the guy. We pull over into a parking lot that is the same parking lot of the hotel from the previous dream. The guy (about 40 years old, short, chubby, balding, I think he had a wart on his forehead.) is ticked that I wrecked his brand new car. I tell him he is guilty of failure to yield, but he doesn't want to hear it. The damage to his car is pretty bad, but mine is pretty much untouched. A few scratches in the paint and one of the headlights is broken, but the whole side of his car is smashed in.

I tell him I will call the cops, but when I go to get my phone it had 1% battery and dies almost instantly. I then remember something to do with insurance. Then I become semi lucid as I realize the dream is going to continue to contrive the plotline against me. I tried to charge my phone in the car, but it wasn't charging.

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Somehow or other I wound up back home. I was almost lucid, but I wasn't thinking clearly, and didn't remember my dream goals. For some reason I defaulted to 'Fly to the Moon' was my dream goal. I went outside and saw the moon. I took off and started flying towards it. When I got close I noticed that it was really small and was just a smiley face emoji.



I climbed up onto it. (It was about the size of a basketball, and looked down.) I was only about a hundred feet above my house. The emoji moon was made out of a plastic like material, with just a little bit of give to it. I stood up on top. Then it lost it's fixation to that point in the sky and fell. When I got to the ground, I saw the emoji was sad now. I picked it up and asked it what it wanted me to do. It didn't say anything and just changed into the normal moon, except it was still the same size as before. This caused it to get heavier. Not so heavy that I couldn't hold it, but enough to stagger me during the transition.

I then ended up dropping the moon a minute later having lost lucidity and have it break and crumble all over the street. I remember it seemed like it was made out of poor quality plaster or something and I was trying to put it back together. I was worried that the neighbor would come outside and see what I had done, and I thought that maybe I should take all the pieces of the moon inside and put it back together there.

Let's by starting this one and say that I was a human in the tv series vampire diaries. I was merely just investigating with Elena and Daemon since. It would feel like I was watching it also, daemon has been trying to get on the good side to win back Elena but it wont just happen because of Stephen. They where in some weird town, like some big hill full of darkness, stairs, grass, trees, skeletons, but when watching one travel through it feels much larger, like the dream expanded. I remember part of the dream where Elena comments "why are they doing this to them?" They where running, but not on fear. Elena had a beautiful white dress while daemon was wearing all black.

1)I am growing weed in my house with 2 other friends which i have no idea who they were.Have to hide the weed because of mom.Hide the weed under the couch.The weed dies because it dosent get light.Hide the remaining weed in a breadbox.The weed is safe there.The remaining weed dies because it dosent get enough light in the breadbox.

What is life?

2)Im at a party in a club.I know almost everyone there.The world starts shaking and everything is in slow motion. movement is hard not only of me but for others. Gravity feels like its tripled.The only way to get back to normal is to eat cake. A friend shows me what it looks like a home baked cake.It has little gummy pieces and cream frosting. I eat the cake. I dont remember what it tastes like. Everything is normal while i eat the cake.

There is a beautiful 18 year old girl who lives beside me. I was up at their house and I was telling the family that I was going to London that evening. She said that I am going to London too but not until tomorrow morning. She said I will change my flight and we can travel together. I felt warm and cosey and loved. I went back home to prepare for my flight and I started to get a little anxious about getting ready and what to pack which is normal for me before I go away. Then I felt this is great but I don't actually need this experience. [Dream Sign] Even though I was going to go on the journey I was happy in myself in my lucidity and I realised that this was just a positive experience in my perception which was clouding my lucidity.

1)
I'm in a bank. There are many people celebrating something, they are also the heads of the bank. I'm with a small group of people, one of them is famous. No one has noticed, but we've done a robbery at the bank, it has been some kind of operation performed using computers, I have not actively participated in the robbery, but I'm an accomplice. Now, for some reason I do not know, may they discover us and we must flee and leave the building. We got out and the other attendees seems a bit strange that we are gone so fast. When we left, we are in a beach area with palm trees and the group of people who was with me get into the sea, they are very happy because they have managed to make the robbery and escape, but I will not go into the sea and I keep walking because I think we have not really escaped and at any time they are going to arrest us and I'll get in big trouble. I have a pretty big feeling of being overwhelmed!

2)
I bought a car. Although it is powerful and is in good condition and also looks nice, I realize that it is an older model and when I start to drive it I realize that the engine fails.

Day 2

Attentiveness: 3/100
Quality: 45/100

OK, so today was certainly a bit more challenging. There were LONG gaps of me not focusing on the RC at all, and as usual I'm forcibly having to remind myself to concentrate on the task at hand. I did recognize however that my concentration tends to break when I'm doing something else, such as talking to another person. Multi-tasking real-life events and maintaining the level of awareness needed for this RC will certainly be a challenge, but the rewards will be worth it! After all, there won't be many times in a dream where I'll just be standing around...

The quality of the RC is down a bit from yesterday. I tried to focus on the feeling of my feet more, while at the same time maintaining some king of awareness of my arms, but this is quite the task. I'll try and focus on the weight on my legs more tomorrow.

Now that I've pinpointed some obstacles, I'll work to tear them down!

Night 2

Well, I don't know if I can contribute this to the boosted awareness that comes with the gravity RC or not, but my recall has spiked just within two days. I know I had at least 5-6 dreams last night, and I only formally recorded 1 in my voice recorder. I find it odd though...it seems that I had two major dreams last night, and the rest of my dreams more-or-less were a subplot of the two remaining dreams. Not complaining though, I love that kind of thing!

Tonight's dreams also made me realize I have a LOOOONG way to go in terms of recall. I can barely recall dialogue between dream characters, and I have holes in my plot everywhere.

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Dream 1 - "The Old University and a Challenge"

I was at a modeling show where a bunch of ladies trying on jewelry. I got the feeling I was in Paris. There was like a fast-forward time lapse of this event, repeating over and over. I didn't see the actual faces of the ladies, and I got the impression that this repeated event lasted approximately 50 seconds. Afterwards, I got a longer timelapse of the entire event, in which the ladies were going around doing different things. They were in fancy business casual, it almost seemed like a commercial. At different parts of the event, a transparent clock showed up overlayed on top of my visual, kind of indicating that time was passing. President of my university (Nido) appeared and time lapse thing kind of stopped.
He was in a cave I didn't have a body, I was more like a distant spotlight shining on him. He was talking about various things (probably promoting the university) and was walking very deliberately across the cave. I got the impression that this was still following the previous commercial theme.

I was now outside with Nido and my father. Got the feeling that I was in the past in the 90s, due to the student's mannerisms and their clothes. The campus was very underdeveloped. As we were going along, we were reassuring Nido he was going to do great things with the campus (rerouting montlieue, which is a street in High Point). We were driving with Nido...we tell him to keep driving along Montlieue until a point where we tell him the modern campus ends. He was surprised by this development, but he keeps driving.
He keeps going, until "the end of montlieue" we almost ran into a wooden stub in the road. He informs us he has indeed try to petition the city for this change, but there's a private land in the way. He shows us a nearby dirt road that goes uphill, and it was blocked up by a fence. He tried to convince the company that owned it, but they wanted a bigger profit or something, so they wouldn't hand him the rights to build.

There was a little field, with the private company playing soccer. Had the idea we could challenge them to the rights of the road. They started talking shit, and the challenge was set up. They had a team, and we had a team, but my team seemed to comprise of the characters from Haikyuu. The referees were cordial to each other, but the captains weren't for whatever reason. They had a girl mananger, and we did too (the younger one from Haikyuu). As soon as the game started, it paused, because the other team was getting water from the managers. However, our manager got the sense of inferiority because the time-outs lasted shorter with their manager than ours.
Oddly enough, we started kicking like a green band-aid instead of a soccer ball. Our manager insisted the best way to score was the ball of up the band aid into a small ball, the "curve" it into the goal by blowing it into a straw. There was a scene of her doing just this (their goalie was now meta knight from Smash btw). I disagreed with her, claiming the best way to score was to kick the band-aid regularly.


Dream 2 - "The Zombie Conspiracy"

(I didn't formally record this one, so I'll do my best to try and remember it. I'm really not sure if it was one big ass dream or many dreams with continuing plot lines)

There was a zombie apocalypse going on. I'm not exactly sure how it started, but by the time I can actually recall what was going on, I was in a familiar area, next to a fenced in baseball field. The entire team were zombies, wearing white striped uniforms. There was a DC accompanying me at the time - He had trimmed dirty blonde hair and sharp glasses, handsome. As we were sneaking behind the field, trying to stay out of the attention of the zombie team, the DC informed me that even though they were zombies, they could still undergo regular activities.

The zombie virus was spreading exponentially. So little time had passed and there were already this many zombies. The DC and I snuck behind the field, where there was an area with a huge tarp set up. We had to navigate to brushes to get to this area. When we arrived, I felt safe. Something about this area said "not many people will think to go here." However, maybe we were being watch by other survivors, because one-by-one, other panicking humans arrived, seeking shelter from the Zombies.

"Not good," said the DC, "at this rate...the zombies will come too!" Recognizing a bad situation, I felt up hill away from the tarp. I heard a certain noise...and the zombies came...

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I was inside a HUGE tower, that rose towards the clouds. Was I infected? I cannot recall. Some events occurred, and a female DC and I were atop the giant RPG-esque building. The top was like a balcony; from it, you could see everything below. A figure awaiting us at the top. He slowly turned around, facing us. He had an elongated head, with emerald eyes and his skin was colored green. I knew this man was responsible from the apocalypse.

We had conversation, and he played a flute. By this melody, creatures around us turned to zombies, and sought out to find the nearest non-zombie entity to infect. I believe after more conversation, I knocked out his flute out of the balcony and fell after it.

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Somehow, the events prior were linked to gods/goddesses, in a very Harry Potty like manner. The last thing I can remember was playing 2-v-2 vollyball against one of the goddesses that I had A TON of conflict with Haikyuu style. I really wish I could remember how all of this tied together. I have the impression that the plot was long and exciting.

I was cooking a meal for only about 6 people. They were sitting in a room waiting for their food. Some people that I didn't like, who I went to medical school with, were taking the orders. I had started cooking and erturned to look at the orders. They were a total mess and I was really angry with the people taking the orders because they had got it wrong and I was cooking the wrong things. I desperately tried to get it in order and work out what people wanted and went back to the kitchen. Cooking went on forever. I realised that I had only cooked a few roast potatoes and had to start again. I threw some finely chopped potatoes in to try to cook something quickly. Then I cut some steaks and put them on to cook. Everything was getting really complicate and felt out of control. I looked at the clock and another hour went by. I realised that the potatoes still weren't cooked and I hadn't done enough again, and the steak was now overcooked. It was turning into a disaster.

Failed WBTB

Zero recall