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21/4/16: (Forgot to write this up and then was out all evening, better late that never. Therefore the details are probably lacking as I have forgotten them)
Dream 1: I was at university going up and down the escalators to various floors, I don't know why.

Fragment: I was trying to sign up to a political party

Dream 2: My mum bought movie tickets for us, but she accidentally got too many so she was trying to get a refund but they wouldn't let her. We then walked past a restaurant and tried to give away the tickets to the people inside.

Dream 3: I was at a country club place with my family, waiting outside the front around a bench. My little brother sat down on that bench so I told him that it was meant for people with stagefright and explained what that was.

Background: I fell asleep at 11:00, woke up at 4:30, and did SSILD.

(Some fragments about the biltmore hotel in los angeles)
I suddenly realize that something is off, as I remember my attempt at SSILD. I realize that I'm dreaming, but wake up. However, I immediately realize that I'm in a False Awakening. My room seems black and white, and sort of static-y. I get up out of bed and walk into the living room. The dream has now turned to color. I ground myself. I walk outside and make the sun rise. I then decide to take a walk around my city, Encinitas. As I walk around my block, I admire the realism of everything. I see a black truck drive by, and I can easily read the word "Tacoma". As I walk up the sidewalk to a plaza called the lumberyard, I see an old woman wearing a pink dress walk by. I remember that I've been struggling with dream control recently, so I decide to just control her. I think to myself, "that old lady is going to scream at me." She immediately looks up at me and screams, but I make her stop. As I start walking across the street, I bump into a woman in yoga pants. I'm flustered, and my dream reflects my thoughts by showing an image of a woman in a bikini walking across the street. I put a stop to it though, knowing that I have to do other things, and remembering that sex is quite likely to wake me up. I bump into a man whose face is obscured. He seems to know me. We both walk into a bar, and as I start talking to the man, I realize that the dream is destabilizing. I wake up.

I had a very intense dream last night that involved me being with a group we could have been criminals or terrorists because we went into a masquerade party with a service cart that had food on top and a bomb in the bottom part, we set the cart in the middle of the room. ( we had hoodies on underneath that we had like gorilla masks and on top of those masks were those kind of half masks that you would normally find at a masquerade party and after we placed the cart in the middle of the room we pulled down our hoods and took off the top mask just leaving us with our gorilla masks and we all left very fast and no one even seemed to notice us. We had about 5 people including me and the leader because I remember as we tried to leave I was going first but the leader told me to wait and let the other two go ahead of me so I stopped by the doors and let them go ahead of me and then the leader and I left at the same time. I did not see an explosion or anything but after we left and went out the doors the dream restarted and we did it all over again the exact same way, I was aware of this but I let it play out anyway and this time when we got to the doors, the leader told me to wait again, the other two left first followed by me and the leader and then I woke up instead of having the dream repeat. I have noticed that sometimes my dreams repeat once or twice while I am asleep and I must be lucid dreaming because I am aware that it is a repeat but I don't do anything about it I just let it play out.

Dream 1: I was texting someone I know and have only spoken to once, and it was extremely awkward. He was making fun of me and I was upset.
Dream 2: I was forced to go to a facility where animals were displayed like artifacts. I was paraded by a guide through rows of metal cages in which sad and frightened animals cowered. I had a shock collar on, and if I went more than ten feet away from him, I would be electrocuted. I was furious that anyone would subject these beautiful creatures to enclosures so small that they could barely turn around. When we had gone halfway through the facility, the guide made me get into a miniature jeep to drive past the "dangerous" animals, who "might have lunged at us if we just walked". We went through a few more rows, and then emerged outside. A serval, or an African cat that is excellent at jumping, was laying on a picnic table. The guide walked over. He then proceeded to dissect the animal, which was still alive, not sedated, and showing no signs of discomfort. He took it apart completely, removing all of its organs, and then began putting it back together. It survived all of this. I was horrified.

Non-Lucid Dream: I was in the driveway outside of this big white house in the country. One of my daughters was there & she needed a place to hide from her kids' father. So I hurried them inside of this house. We heard someone arriving outside so we start to panic. But instead of it being him, it was a social worker. When the woman came inside she saw my daughter, who was now floating all around going up & down halls & up & down stairs. She had somehow made herself look & act like a ghost! This was so amazingly funny to me but I kept my cool when the social worker started freaking out. She was hysterical yelling & telling me that that was my daughter & that she was a ghost & I kept saying "what ghost?" and "are you okay" & other such things acting as if she was having a nervous breakdown in from of me. I figured there was no way she could grab her or tell anyone this because they'd never believe her anyway. It was quite the production watching her freak out. She ran out of the house & my daughter & I busted up laughing. She was still a ghost, lol. I don't know where the kids went. Then I woke up.

Explanation: Over the last 2 days I've been reading 2 books. Yes, sometimes I read 2 books at a time. I like to read. One is called "A Graveyard for Lunatics" by Ray Bradbury & the other is the first Harry Potter book. So the appearance of the ghost like this was triggered by these books. The daughter reference came from me talking to someone about her problems just yesterday on Facebook.

Side Notes: Nebulus was telling me about Synchronicity the other day. I've always wondered what all of these little things that inter connect were called. The amount of these that I notice in my life are very vast. Seriously, I have these "Syncs" all throughout my day, evening & dreaming. I'm quite aware of them when they happen & the majority are not typical everyday things either. Any way I looked up Synchronicity & got this.... The reason I decided to read the Harry Potter series again was to enhance my dreams & get out of the too serious stuff & just have fun. Ironically the books make for not so strange bed fellows for lucid dreamers due to Harry having dreams, magic, flying & detailed descriptions of environments.... I originally read the series when my youngest son was a kid. I used to take him to the store for the book releases at midnight & stand in line for our reserved books. (I should mention my husband was also reading them) So when the last book came out my son did't want to go with me to the store that night so I bought 3 books so we could all compete to see who could get it read first. I won, lol. So the series has a sentimental value for me also.

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Synchronicity


Non-Lucid-Green
Lucid-Red
Explanation of details-Blue
Side Notes-Purple

I was in school. The place was somehow weirdly changed around. I was wandering around a small stadium. Some group was playing basketball - I didn't liked them and when the ball flewn away from them, I kicked it far away and went back to school building. The bell rang, I didn't wanted to enter the classroom and tried to go away, but all exits were closed or someone was blocking the way. I finally decided to enter it. There were all people I knew from previous and present school. There was also my previous maths teacher. I couldn't find myself a place in this whole mess, but I finally managed to do it. The teacher first asked everyone about homework, I didn't had it, and only few people had it. Despite that, the teacher - a dark haired, slim and tall female in late thirties - said that the class was actually getting better with maths all the time. After the lesson finally ended I went out and joined up with my group. Feeling somewhat weird within them I moved aside, first to younger group and then moved back completely.

I'm at my house, where there's some competition thing going on, apparently for some reality show. There's a different event going on in each room of the house, and I stop for a bit at each to watch. One was a weird diving competition in a swimming pool full of soup.

At one point, I realize that I'm going to be late for church. I step outside, but the wind suddenly picks up, and I'm being blown sideways while holding on to the doorframe. I work my way across the side of the house, but the wind continually hits harder and harder. I don't know when it happened, but suddenly I look down and realize that my house is flying through the sky. I'm now holding on for dear life.

Just then, it hits me not only how weird this situation is, but also how vivid everything looks. This makes me realize that I'm dreaming. Relieved, I let go of the house and start freefalling. It feels exhilarating, but I think of the TOTM of laying on a cloud, so I try to slow down my decent. It doesn't work, however, and I continue falling.

I splash down hard into this huge purple ocean, but I'm completely unscathed. I have a nice view of the stars above me, and under the water just at the horizon is what looks like a black hole. It kinda sticks about above the water level, but because of the gravity, the water bulges out quite a ways to fully cover it. I look at the sky and see several other small water planets with their own black holes. They kinda look like different levels from Super Mario Galaxy. I decide to try swimming into the black hole to see what happens, but I end up being woken up by my alarm.

DILD - 10 pts
Invulnerabilty - 5 pts
Night 12 Total - 15 pts

D1 - With my daughter on holiday she is little in the dream (always lol) my sister is here also. Me and Poppy decide to go and enjoy the last days of our holiday at the beach, away from all the hussel and bussel. I see it in my minds eye as fairly deserted and sandy.
We are walking through a town when we are stopped by newspaper stall guy, with a thick moustache and greasy black hair. He and his colleage try and sell us some smokes.
They are selling slithers of chocolate in a silver wrapping, apparently you can smoke it
I realise I really need to pee and so does Poppy, so we go look for somewhere.
There is a cubicle and I go in after Poppy, but when I go in the door falls open. Outside the door are a load of school girls, I recognise one of them as someone I know, but she is a teenage girl (How sweet, such big eyes, hahahaaa) she says really loudly looking first at me then her friends, "Oh there is the super cute boy!!!". I feel super happy.
The cubicle is then completely falling apart at other side now, I have a pee quickly and get out lol.

D2 - At my mum's apartment (she doesn't have one in real life, that I know of lol)
She is not there. I am looking for something while i'm staying away from home. I need to be really stealthy as there are secuirty red laser thingys.
There is a large wooden coffee table and things are everywhere on the table and floor, like someone has already been searching for something. But I think nothing of it.
I search through everything, and decide to find her tarot cards as I feel I need them.
There are two sets, one is really vivid and multicoloured. I find one card it is a picture of a giant wave, it is abstract so a bit hard to tell but i really like it. It has a lovely bright acrylic blue but also white and red.
It is beautful and evocative filling me with vibrant emotions

[comment]
Elainey keeps saying I have a lot of water in my dreams, so I named it water as both dreams have some in,
Sync This morning Siren sent me this link:

Preface:
I did some different type of awareness exercises yesterday. No mantras, just awareness. Being, and breathing. Interesting...as I was able to recall one really long dream, instead of a bunch of different ones like usual. I think I like this.

DR 1

So I am in a HUGE, really nice house. I am supposed to be house sitting in my friends' absence. Some not so good friends of mine have convinced me that I should have a house party. Not just any party- but a huge party- (In my mind, its a huge party, like the one form the movie "Project X"). I am weary, but my girl entourage goes about making plans in the background. The place slowly starts filling up but I am not into it. I'm looking a t a bookshelf of encyclopedias, which I haven't seen in ages. I'm kind of taken by them. One of my guy friends is carrying on a conversation with me but I'm only half listening. He's holding a collection of about 8 bandannas, all different colors. I halfway wonder what he's going to do with those, but he keeps talking about some girl he is interested in. I'm not really listening because I am too busy looking for the encyclopedia that would have Belly dance in it. Its missing. So I skip that and look for Dance. As I'm looking for it, the guy kind of tells me that he's not going to pursue the girl anymore..and out of a kind of disappointment, gives me a pink bandanna. I'm like, ok - did i miss something? He is my friend, but I feel that I know he goes through that kind of stuff all the time so I am not concerned with how he feels about some random girl.

Meanwhile, people are partying all over the place- drinking alcohol, dancing and getting wild. I'm totally not feeling it, but I'm also not caring. Just letting people do whatever, and... walking around like I have all the money in the world, so I care less what is being destroyed. Then I come to one of the master bedrooms, and its COMPLETELY trashed. The level of trash finally upsets me and I start telling my entourage that people need to start getting the f*ck out of here. Its all done so politely and is hilarious to me in my mind. When most of the people are gone and the bedroom is empty, there are shoes- loads of shoes everywhere. The bed mattresses have been derailed and they are on the floor. I remember telling the girls that they will have to clean those and then replace them because I need a place to sleep tonight.

There is so much trash everywhere that I can hardly walk. Loads of trash and shoes, all kinds of sizes everywhere. I find a trash bag and I start to try to collect all of the shoes when I see these two guys and a girl taking pictures. That's when I get rude and tell them they have to leave now. I'm really pissed because I am so angry at the amount of shoes people just left here. I am walking behind them and showing them out. The go outside and I notice a painting on one of the walls beside the kitchen back door. Its periwinkle blue with a dainty flower. Someone has spilled some kind of concoction on it so I think I should fix it. I magically get a paintbrush and paint, and start to paint. I fix the periwinkle color so perfectly- it goes on well and I don't need to retouch the flower. I am happy with it- the content feeling I got from last night's dream is back.


Side Note:

For the past two nights I have been content doing things...crafty projects and such in my dreams. Yesterday it was the Christmas tree decorating and today its painting. I am getting this content feeling, like I have a flow of energy while doing something. This seems really nice. I also get this feeling when doing these kinds of things in real life.

I was at least 2 locations I didn't recognize in my dream. There was a character with a sword and a wooden leg kinda hovering in the air. A white house and some kind of red bug. I might have been on a beach and remember telling myself this is a dream this is a dream and woke up. There were also some strange characters like 4 ladies putting on make up.

Okay I blame exams week and the release of KSP 1.1 for all this.

Night 9:

-Fragment. I FA'd and I had pooped in the bed.

-Something to do with going to the library. I remember they had this big rack of these little tiny books about the size of 3x5 cards and only a few pages long. Each one of them had a blue cover and yellow text that read "stories of lucid dreaming". I opened up a few of them. I don't remember what they were about.

I ended up checking out one of these 'stories of lucid dreaming books'. I took it home. The story was written by a little kid and when I read it it talked about how he dreamed that lego star wars battle droids were attacking him. I got bored with the story pretty quickly, and decided to make tea and play KSP, but when I opened the cupboard, millions of lego star wars battle droids poured out.

The dream ended with me trying to get all of them out of a coffee mug so I could make my tea.

Frag: +.5
Dream +1

Night 10:

Nothing

Night 11:

I tried a WeeBTB. (I think it was actually a double WeeBTB Didn't work though.)

WBTB: +2

Night 12:

I tried another WeeBTB. Didn't get me a lucid tho.

Fragment: I do remember dreaming something to do with staying at/living at a hotel. Someone was saying it was best to have a room on the lower floors and on the interior with no windows, because it meant I was safe from natural disasters.

WBTB: +2
Frag +.5

I was walking through the liquor store with my boyfriend when two guys from my Hinduism class I took the last semester I was in college walked by. They started talking to my boyfriend. I didn't know they knew each other. That was unexpected. While they talked I walked through looking at the liquor. I didn't see any that I wanted so I quickly walked out. My boyfriend and the guys thought I had heard them say something offensive so they sent me an email e-card with caricatures of the three of them talking as consolation.

Mr McMahon has died and everhone has took it as a shock. Some where expecting someone else to die but it was the last one out the room. Everyone was fighting for there life but I was difficult some where petrayijg others, someone was trying to keep each on the room but failed, there was a time limit and everhone nearly got out, one of our members was still in here so I had to hurry and go and get him. I run down the stairs trying to beat the clock, eating to get him through the door way, I get him and we run all the way upstairs! Finally, we made it and me McMahon id dead. The atmosphere changed, my step mom was there and we was in this empty room, his cds from from the room where getting took off the wall, they was considering on turning the place into a morgue for a memory of him. The dream carries on, and there is this friend in real life who I am no longer friends with and he no longer lives in my location, he told me to come by the ballards, I was thinking that's why weird then I seen someon other guy who wanted to see me, I walk past him with him noticing me.

It's kinda blury this last Piece. I was with a bunch of people in the first dream and we want into the city centre, they wanted McDonald and I didn't so we went to another shop, as we arrived at the shop everyone left again and went to macdonald, I here a knock thinking who the hell it could be, I went out the back way and seen two of mg mates and it turned into a fight.

I went shopping with the family and I realised that I had left it and didn't pack it, so ny step mom takes me and it's in a bag but nearly all of it is nearly out of date so we I expect to get to drop us off where she last found us but no that's not the case, I was took somewhere where I didn't really want to be. I remember there being this boy, and while Hannah a her friend where doing this a black man took him out somewhere, it was some sort of motobike and was messing around. Soon later that boy died, I didn't know how but he did. We notice how Hannah's friend is terrorising someone on the phone, she dissapears so we plan to get it, we find her again and she's doing it to something else so Hannah using her telekninegic powers and throws her across the room.

Morning of April 22, 2016. Friday.



In my dream, my wife Zsuzsanna and our children and I are living on Barolin Street though my family and I seem mostly as we are now. (We moved from there in the first part of 2008.)

I am planning to go out through our back door from our kitchen to vacuum our utility room, which in real life has a concrete floor but with some of the area being bare ground. I am not focused on how futile it would be to vacuum near or over the bare ground and I illogically consider that our backyard might need some vacuuming as well.

As I am dragging our vacuum cleaner easterly through our kitchen, I notice puddles of water here and there on our floor, which our vacuum cleaner’s power cord may have traversed. I try to determine where the water is coming from but I am not sure if it is from our vacuum cleaner or had already been there as the result of a spilled glass of water or a leak from our kitchen sink pipes. I also wonder if I should continue on to our utility room even though our vacuum cleaner is not plugged in yet. My dream fades from this point as I am looking down at our kitchen floor.

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As with many dreams, other than when literal prescience is a factor, this dream has no connection with waking life other than real-time biological associations. It is based on a distorted unconscious perception of the cleansing process that occurs during sleep, in which water is most often a circadian rhythms factor in symbolizing the dynamics of sleep. To help you understand, here is a quote from npr.org on “Brains Sweep Themselves Clean Of Toxins During Sleep”: “During sleep, the system that circulates cerebrospinal fluid through the brain and nervous system was ‘pumping fluid into the brain and removing fluid from the brain in a very rapid pace,’ Nedergaard says. The team discovered that this increased flow was possible in part because when mice went to sleep, their brain cells actually shrank, making it easier for fluid to circulate. When an animal woke up, the brain cells enlarged again and the flow between cells slowed to a trickle. 'It’s almost like opening and closing a faucet,’ Nedergaard says. 'It’s that dramatic.’”

The above quote also explains why water as induction (dream state initiation), and why water getting lower over time as waking symbolism, has remained a consistent factor in thousands of my dreams for over fifty years, occurring in at least a few dreams each night.

This validated biological symbolism is also why the vacuum cleaner hose seemingly has an ambiguous association with a garden hose in this particular dream. While a vacuum cleaner sucks in dust and dirt through the hose (inward dynamic), a garden hose washes away dust and dirt (outward dynamic). This is known as composite synthesis (in this case, the circadian rhythms cycle ambiguously mixed as a type of dream state economics, that is, mixing such elements in unification due to critical thinking skills and viable time orientation not existing in unconsciousness). Because this is a biological dream and not based on waking symbolism (other than there being less water in contrast to more water), it can be determined that the focus on cleaning the backyard relates to cellular cleansing processes regarding the human digestive system.

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This entry has been resupplemented on Wednesday, 16 August 2017. I welcome intelligent comments only.

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I am with my wife and we drive to a house I do not know. When we are in that house began to prepare for a boat trip, we have to do many things and prepare lots of luggage. It is also in the house my cousin (who died long ago), and he is dedicated to sabotage all the preparations. It is assumed that we were going to take the car on the boat and there were more cars, but my cousin does something that prevents cars can get into the boat. In the end, because of my cousin, we can not make the trip and we have to stay at home. Then we start to do a job for someone in that house and when we finished, we sat at a table with my cousin and more people to chat. I realize that my cousin runs nasty looks at my wife (his eyes strikes me) and I get angry, I discuss with my cousin and scolding him for doing that. At the end I get it apart and we leave them alone.

Fragment:

I have done a great snack that has a very appetizing appearance. People who are me want to eat it, but I try to prevent this from happening.