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Morning of May 4, 2016. Wednesday.



There are warnings about the “great white wolf” but over time, it is understood that the term relates more (in a very unlikely sense) to aggressive man-eating sea creatures in icy water, including dolphins, penguins, and seals, which supposedly become more aggressive during the more extreme winter.

There are areas where parts of the ocean are frozen over near shore. It seems unusual that people use the word “wolf” to refer to winter as well as animals that are not wolves or even wolf-like (no actual wolves are ever present). I am aware of a thick cluster of sea creatures, so close together that it seems they cannot move around much but still somehow are a danger for people who swim. (This makes little sense as who would swim in icy water in the first place?)

I seem to be a member of a team making a documentary or special news report. I am in an unfamiliar town that may be in or near Alaska or Canada.

An unknown male is throwing numerous cardboard boxes of various sizes into his open convertible (an odd choice for such cold weather). These boxes are supposedly filled with extra supplies to help get him through the winter. Not only does the idea of driving around in a convertible during a harsh winter seem illogical, the cardboard boxes fill the entire vehicle including the driver’s seat area. Still, I do not question how he is going to drive home as such.

I get the strong inclination to ask him more questions as a “real” reporter would, even things which would be very obvious. I ask him if he is going to stuff blankets or at least cloth around the doors and windows to keep out the cold air. His response is “yes”. I ask him what sort of material he uses for blankets and to stuff around the windows and doors and he replies “hessian”. “Really? Hessian?” I say, for the benefit of anyone watching the broadcast. The idea of using hessian for blankets (which I would think to be very uncomfortable and possibly not very warm) during a harsh winter seems so odd and unlikely to me that it causes me to shift consciousness and wake up.

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Dream state indicators (in this case blankets and bedding) appearing near the end of a dream is a common event. It is not symbolic, but a literal factor of subliminal memory of having fallen asleep. Cars in a scenario such as this often symbolize the physical body and its status (or sometimes the dynamics of a bed in relationship to the body depending on the stage of sleep and other dream content). A convertible with the top down suggests I do not have or want blankets over my body, as this has been validated regarding a few other dreams. This was the case with this dream as well. The RAS mediation at the beginning, still linked to dream state induction (water), though with aggressive animals (though not a direct threat), inherently to prevent me from going back deeper into sleep, did not work so well, thus the preconscious makes a more passive appearance signifying his eventual leave-taking of the dream state, trying to bring my focus on blankets to remind me I am actually asleep and to realize my body is too warm.

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+(f) meeting TZ, no sure of reception, we shake hands, not sure I want to or what rest of family will think, he gives (instructions?) for the things that follow

+(f) moving with group down hill, I step out from hill and begin flying, I wonder what they'll think of that, I think I can control my destination by focusing on it

+(f) in area with people I see little beads/peppercorns I'm inspecting them, a guy comes by who has them interspersed in between his fingers and is rolling them around I think this will take a long time to learn

+(f) in open area an announcement comes on about how job applicants are being assigned to do something (take out the garbage?) I don't hear it well I'm confused I ask people what it said

3/5/16
Dream 1: There were nonstop maths tests at uni, as soon as I finished one the tutor came past and gave me another one.

Dream 2: I was catching a train into the city. There was a problem with my ticket butI managed to get it fixed before I arrived. When I got off at the platform I saw a group of Chinese tourists on a guided tour.

Dream 3: There was a british comedian guy interviewing Rowan Atkinson, however they were both in character. They were on a boat and paddling along when it started to flood and monstrous waves swamped them.

Dream 4: I was on a minecraft server, There was a huge city which I flyed around, after a while I saw an arena so flew over to there. I saw it was aweird, made of curves rather than blocky stuff.

This was a very vivid hospital scene where I was waiting for my anesthetic before an endoscopy. An endoscopy involves quite a lot of hospital tech including the usual blood pressure and pulse, anesthetic plus the machine to do the investigation into the stomach. It is a long tube which goes in the mouth and has a camera on the end. There are also devices for taking samples. I was on the hospital bed and one of the team a lady in her late 40s perhaps who seemed very kind but I knew was just doing here job. I said to her that I usually get a heavy anesthetic because I can be troublesome and reject the scope. She said "Oh yes I remember you from years ago. That is no problem.". They would normally never say something that impolite so I was a bit shocked by that. Anyhow she placed what i thought would be the usual stuff in my mouth but it felt different it was small but I trusted the process. She said to the team that she was going to administer the anesthetic. As she did I started to feel the effects of it and instead of going completely out and then waking up after in the recovery bed I just woke up at home this morning

In another dream before this I met some good friends from the past. They were happy and alert as usual. We were at a retreat and were gathering around the table. I was bringing a friend with me who I forget who it was. This was not the normal retreat setting but it was very kind and warm atmosphere.

In the dream before that I met an old friend of mine who is best friends of my brother in law. He was wondering what I was up to these days. We were in the City chatting and he was asking me how many rooms were in my house. He was happy that I was doing well. The city was looking dark and rainy but with plenty of activity. It was noisy.

First dream

I was on a crowded street, in front of a bar. Just as I wanted to enter, a car accident happened. I ran to help people and tried to enter that bar, bit whenever I did - car accidents happened and I had to save people. This happened six times, and then I was able to enter. I told barkeep that story and ordered some vodka. After I drank, I went to suburbs to house, and told that story to father and his pal. That pal, a dark haired, stocky man, said that I should still look to find what I want.

Second dream

I was in my backyard, there were lots of people from school gathered in my garden. There was some kind of grand academy, but I didn't watched it. Instead I was wandering around the house, experimenting with bugs that were some kind of a project that teacher told me to do. He was doing some parts of it on his own, while the rest was left to me. The academy took to late night hours. I decided to take the dog out for a walk, and people were still coming back. I noticed a strange old man wearing a robe. He looked at my dog and said "By the light of Lord!" And ran away in panic. I looked at my dog, confused. Lights gathered around the dog and burst wildly as she turned into a gigantic dragon and flown away, into some ruins.

Third dream

I was in some ruins. Strange gargoyles composed of rotten flesh and bones tried to kill me. I was shooting them down with some kind of wands.

I was in Accounting class, and it looked really really similar to the way it does in waking life. The carpet and walls were the same as well as the general set up of the room. There were still 4 main rows of connecting desks with computers on them and Mr. Wittenberg's desk was still in the same middle spot in front of the class. I wasn't sitting in my normal seat though. I was sitting one seat to the right of my normal seat, where my friend Nathan sits. I remember the whole class was playing some sort of game. The game was to try to get as many tickets as possible by doing something, and I assumed whoever got the most tickets got some sort of reward or something. I somehow quickly racked up tickets and soon there were tickets scattered all over my desk. I somehow counted them and came to conclude that I had a little over 500 tickets. I looked around to see how many tickets everyone else had, and no one else had anywhere near as many as I did. I knew for sure I had the most.
I got the attention of Mr. Wittenberg, who was standing next to the printer to the almost immediate right of me. He was standing there waiting for the winner. "Mr. Wittenberg, you have a winner" I told him as I gestured towards all of the tickets scattered on my desk. "How many do you have Cory?" he asked. "About 500, but they're scattered everywhere. Can I just give you one ticket and you can right the number 500 on the ticket so I won't have to give you all of these tickets?" I asked. "Sure" he said. I picked up one ticket off of my desk and handed it to him. Just as I gave it to him he was about to write down the number 500 on it, but he stopped just before his red pen touched the surface of the ticket and gave the ticket back to me. "What? Why didn't you write on it?" I asked. By the look on his face, his was messing with me and had never actually planned to write 500 on it. "I'm not writing 500 on it" he said with no explanation as to why.
I then realized at that point that it was pointless to keep trying to get him to do so, as I knew I was getting no reward for having the most tickets in the class. Suddenly the entire layout of the classroom changed and all of the 4 rows of desks had been turned to the right 90 degrees, so now everyone was facing where the printers were at. I was also sitting in a different seat now, and the lights in the classroom seemed about 50% dimmer than they were before. I looked to my right and saw that Ava was sitting right next to me. In waking life Ava sits in the desk directly to the left of me. All of the computers on the row I was on were on and the screens were on the desktop. They all had the same desktop layout, a blue sky background with the Windows logo on it. I reached down to my backpack and unzipped it to get something. While doing this I realized how close Ava's chair was to mine. As I felt around in my backpack for whatever I was looking for, I suddenly got a strong feeling that Ava was looking at me.
I stop feeling around in my backpack and sit upright once more. The feeling is still there. I look over at Ava just to see if she is looking at me, and she is. She's giving me a deep look; the kind of look someone gives you when they're deeply in love with you. I look into her eyes. Her eyes are a vivid blue and it looks as though she has entire galaxies inside of them. I am struck in awe and we end up looking into each others eyes for several seconds. I get this intense feeling of love when suddenly I find myself in a library. In this library, the floor is covered with a brownish-tan carpet and the walls are an even lighter tan. All around the library there are books(shocker) and the books are inside of nice polished wooden bookshelves. All throughout the library there are also all types of furnishings such as desks, tables, chairs, and all that other stuff of the same polished wooden style. It looked really nice and really gave the library a genuinely calm and solitude-like atmosphere and vibe to it.
I walk towards the back of the library. Not far in front of me I can see a few rows of brown desks and behind these rows of desks are brown tables with matching chairs. As I approach the rows of desks I see a teacher. "Ah, you decided to show up to retake your test huh. Maybe this time you won't plagiarize and get a zero again" the teacher says. The teacher has short brown curly hair and is wearing old lady shaped glasses. She looks to be in her late 40s or early 50s. This teacher reminds me of my reading teacher from 5th grade; I can't remember her name at the moment, but I think it was Mrs. Galownia? I then "remember" that I was in fact supposed to retake a test. The test was over Italy. I was supposed to label at least 3 cities on a blank map of Italy. "Ah shit, I was supposed to study before retaking this, but I never even cheated on this test" I thought to myself as I approached the teacher. "Sit down in one of the desks and I'll give you the test shortly" she said. To the left of the teacher I saw a huge blank map of Italy. I had a feeling that I was going to do good on this test retake as I know a fair amount about Italy.
I sit down in the first row of desks. To my right are 2 or 3 students already in the process of retaking the test. Only seconds after sitting down the teacher says "You know what, never mind. You're not retaking the test today. If you want to retake the test come back sometime this week wearing the tuxedo you'll be wearing to prom". "What the fuck" I thought to myself as I let out a sigh, "I want to get this shit over with now". I didn't think of how odd it was that I had to wear my tuxedo to be retaking a test, but nonetheless I accepted it. I then got up and started making my way out of the library. About halfway to the door I stop and think. "I'm going to prove to her that I didn't cheat or plagiarize on the test. This makes no sense. If they want to give me a zero and say I cheated, they're going to have to prove it" I thought to myself. I turn around and walk back to the teacher. "I didn't cheat on the test" I tell her. "Talk about that with your AP" she said "He's over in that office" she continued as she pointed to an office to the right of us.
Just then a man opened the office door, came out, locked it behind him, and started walking away. "Shit, he must be off now" I said under my breath. This AP had short black hair, but was far into his balding stage. He was wearing a fully blue shirt with the OakRidge symbol on it and was also wearing light blue regular fitted jeans and black work shoes. Suddenly I hear a voice from behind me "Cory get him and tell him you didn't cheat on the test". I instantly recognize the voice; it's Thomas. I start walking towards the AP and he starts walking faster. "Sir" I yell out to him. He just ignores me. I call to him a few more times and he still ignores me. The AP then walks out of the library and starts talking with a group of people in the middle of the hallway. I realize that this group of people are all of the APs in the school. I notice Mr. Que first out of all of them. As they talk I overhear the word "nigga" at least 7 or 8 times in their conversation. As the AP from the library first talked to them Mr. Que said "What's up my nigga". The AP from the library then said "Not much my nigga Que", and the rest of their conversation continued with "nigga" for the rest of the time I listened.
After that I turned around and saw Thomas standing there. I gave him the "Oh well, I tried" look and shrugged. Thomas and I then walked back behind the 3 rows of desks where I was sitting earlier. We came the area where all of the round wooden tables were. Thomas went and sat on the opposite side of the table nearest to us. Instead of sitting, I crouched down next to my friend Spencer on the opposite side from Thomas. I hadn't seen Spencer in years; since 8th grade to be exact. "Dude I haven't seen you in forever" I told him. "Yeah it's been a while" he replied. He seemed really tired, and it looked like he was about to take a nap right there in his seat. Just then I looked around at all of the other tables around us. Each table was filled with students, and there were even students laying on the ground. I then realized that all of these students were sleeping, and I figured it was nap time or something. Each student had a tan blanket(the same one's from my dream yesterday) and were soundly asleep.
On the walls surrounding this area we were all in, there were small night lights that glowed orange in color. I didn't see a purpose for them seeing that the lights were still on in the library. I focus back on the table I'm crouched next too. I notice how quite it is now. Suddenly my friend Austin comes and sits down to the left of Thomas. Thomas, Austin, and I started talking. I kept talking to Spencer, ignoring the fact that he was trying to sleep. Every minute or so I would say something to him and it would wake him up just as he was on the verge of sleep. Suddenly Austin and Thomas started talking really loud. They were talking so loud that some of the students around us woke up and were Shhhhhing them. At one point they got even louder and I eventually told them "Shhhhhh" with a lot of emphasis behind it so they'd finally be quiet. After that we sat in silence for a minute or so, just listening. Suddenly we heard a sound from outside.
The sound was very ambient as though as it was coming from far in the distance, and it sounded like a pig squealing very loudly as though it was in distress. Austin and Thomas looked at me with wide eyes. "Dude, they're slaughtering pigs out there!" Austin said in a loud whisper. "They probably are" I agreed. I then "remembered" how the "hotel" that we were all in had gotten really bad reviews online and how I even saw a documentary about all of the bad things this hotel does to animals(I have no idea how I went from knowing I was in a school to suddenly "remembering" I was in a hotel because I was still in the school). Thomas then started talking about this girl he's had a crush on for about a week or two now. I remember being annoyed because he never stops talking about her and it seems like she's the only thing he literally ever talks about.

Nothing to write today. Got woke up & had to take one of my daughters to the ER. She's 5 weeks pregnant & was bleeding. They say we won't know if she lost the baby for 3 days because they need to run another test then due to her only being 5 weeks along. I only got on here to log this.

I found myself in my old primary school, although the corridors were far grander in size and decoration than the real version. What happened at the beginning in the dream, I am not sure. I was working on fixing a tv for three of my teachers (who were all gathered in one room for some reason). The Tv only needed to be plugged in. Whilst moving to perform this task, lucidity hit me and, as a test of my dream control I decided to turn on the TV without plugging it in, by willing the current from the socket into the Tv. This worked and, satisfied, I left the teachers to watch what I believe was news.

Walking down the corridors, I came across two beautiful women in long, flowing, blue dresses who were apparently shooting an advert, despite the lack of cameras. Entranced by their beauty, I verbally beckoned one of them over and we both came the simultaneous realisation that we should have sex. This we did, but I woke up midway through.

5.3.16

Second day of night shifts.

Sleep 11am-2:30pm

DR:

I'm looking through some saddle baggs. Then I'm on a bicycle, riding up the hill on a deserted street, that has sand blown on it. In some places it's deeper than the others.

I something dark ahead of me and when I get closer I see the tail of a black snake. I keep riding and now I'm noticing more signs of snakes that had slithered that way accross the street. The classic snake shapes in the sand.

I get off to take a look at that first snake. I want to take a picture but I remember taking it out of my saddle bag. So I take his pic with my phone.

It's long, black and it has a mane like a comodo dragon. It goes near two guys who are sitting on the street around a campfire. I asked them if they saw that cool snake, but they didn't. They go look and start chasing him and the snake is now coming towards me. I know he can go fast. I get on a bike but it's not easy going in the sand. I know if the snake wanted to, he could go faster and reach me.

I'm standing with [S] in the hallway talking about lucid dreaming. I look at my hands and realize I'm dreaming. I look up and take in how convincing S's face is. I ask her, "Why didn't you tell me I was dreaming?". She gives me a big grin, and turns her face to her left. We walk together down the hallway toward the far end. We are in my childhood home. I take the opportunity to ask her very specific questions we've been talking about in waking life. First, I ask "What is your main passion?". Next, I ask "What is the best way for me to become lucid". Finally, I ask "What's your favorite food?" (Not all that epic). We continue to walk down the hallway, and finally enter a room on the far end resembling my brother's. I look to the cabinet against the wall; it is 3 shelves wide with many glass windows. The cabinet contains many different interesting bottles with contents that seem equally as interesting. At one point I think something along the lines of 'wow... this is very realistic/stable. I consider going for one of the opaque creamy looking bottles to see what it is. I get a vague notion that it may help me with lucidity. I decide not to drink it, however. I don't see S for a short period and consider heading out of the window, yet she reappears in my vision very soon. I give her a kiss. The dream becomes a bit blurry, but I rub my dream body with strong intent and stabilize. I look on the bed and see a very small pile with some of her clothes. The dream ends shortly after and I wake up.

*I don't clearly remember her responses to the three questions due to moving my head a couple inches upon waking.

I'm in the hallway at my childhood house. My hands come out in front of we while in the hallway and I notice six fingers. I become lucid. I begin to walk down the hallway to where my parents' bedroom is located. I decide not to enter the room as I get the impression that interaction with them would possibly wake me. I head down to the other end of the hallway towards where my brother's room is located. Once in the room a gaze toward the window, and become very interested in heading through the window due to the surreal appearance. The dream begins to fade, yet my awareness increases a bit and I stay in a void state. I resolve that I will maintain awareness until another dream forms. This goes on for about a minute.

*There is a period of time before the next lucid which I cannot fully account for. Shifting upon waking from the second LD caused much of the memory from the first to get jumbled.

- I was with an old friend that I had a falling out with as a teenager. Someone began making fun of him for having a small penis, and he was deeply offended at it. He started getting depressed about it. We hadn't gotten along, and he kept being a complete jerk about it, mocking and teasing him. I had no issue with this guy making fun of him about that, and I thought it was good. I told my Mom about what happened. She had a very different view of it. She said that if it was me that was making fun of him, she wouldn't still be talking to me now. She said she'd have abandoned me and had nothing to do with me. I found this outrageous, but she stood strong in this, insisting that she would have had nothing to do with me and cut me out of her life.

- I went back to college, but it was just for a brief time. I walked around for a bit, excited about things. My parents were following me around, but I had the option to just go. I didn't though, until later on. Then, I began to realize this was merely a dream. I found some thing there that weren't there in real life, and I knew it was a dream. I went to this place where there were several girls from there. I attempted to have sex in this lucid dream, but my Mom was standing around...... and obviously the dream basically didn't let me, as she was just standing around. Later on, I wasn't really as lucid anymore. I was going to go to a symposium for something at school. A girl that I really liked from there was there. However, she had ditched me in real life. In this dream, I didn't even get a chance to talk to her, although other people were talking to her. Later on, there was a demon that was chasing me. Oddly enough, the energy of me began to shift from the demon and back. It was odd, like a cycle of possession and non-possession. At times, "I" was the demon. At other times, and then the demon became what used to be me. It was very strange, yet it almost illustrated that there was no demon. Instead, the demon always was what was different. Still, this was a very frightening dream.

🌹🌹🌹A group of short wild/deild after wbtb

After wbtb from about 4 till 4.30 am - had some short but sweet encounters with Lucidity that enabled me to try both the Basic tasks and have success with the stretchy arms Totm

I am lucid but things are dark, visuals are not clear so I remember the stretchy arm task and start to feel my arms stretching out and out and out and out and you guested it yes - out some more. I had imagined today I might stretch them so far they go around our planet earth so I was thinking I might see earth within my arms at some point...I didn't ...but soon a saw my two hands reach each other - miles and miles away in front of me ~ they clasped each other and it looked like they were wrapped around, engulfing a huge invisible planet in space ( as the visuals were still pretty dark and space like.


I then remember the taste in the mouth Totm and put my attention there trying to get something ...no ....no ...nothing except starting to wake up... Oh well. Will have to work on this one again ~ when I am Lucid again soooon

Some dreams🌸
Sexual encounters
DR walking into JH - he is skinny and shocked - when he sees me he walks away fast - he is very shocked to see me.
I am crying alot missing A very badly and telling people I cant believe he is gone

later Lucid 🌹
I am walking straight ...straight...straight...i know i am dreaming - the scene is darkish once more - i carry on pushing through walls and walking forwards. Everytime i push a wall through i see a flash of light and it feels good. i wonder if i can get some brightness into the dream and call out for light ...still walking ...i call out for a beach scene ...nothing. Still pushing walls i call out
" I am ready for the next level - now " a couple of times...
As i continue this activity i remember todays ponderings on " I am ✨" and self awareness and that they are one and the same. I ponder on my moments of self awareness during the day " I am" I repeat and feel apreciative of these pearls of wisdom dropping into my Lucid mindset at this very moment ✨

Soon waking 🌹

I went to bed at 9pm last night and yesterday instead of at 3am. I had a short lucid moment and non lucid dreams but I forgot what happened. I through all that out the window focusing on school and getting on time. Still sleeping early feels really weird now. It feels out of place but I know this is going to be good for my health and my lucid dreaming.

I remember a female teacher with superpowers in my dream. A male student threatened her, but she just scared him off by conjuring fire.

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DREAM GOALS

Beginner:
Remember 3 LD's in one night
Remember at least 1 dream/night for 7 nights in a row (1/7)
Have a Lucid Dream

Intermediate:
Meet My Dream Guide

Advanced:
Get A Job In-dream
Make A Meal In-dream
Use A Non-Physical Superpower

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Special thanks to JadeGreen for Apprenticing me, at least for the time being!