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14/6/16
Dream 1: I was at home, my grandparents came over. I went driving around near the athletics track with my dad.

Dream 2: My parents were yelling at me for holding a spoon wrong or some silly thing like that.

Dream 3: I was at a shopping centre and crashed a sjw lecture. I dressed like a lecturer and walked up onto the stage and gave them a blasting. I just walked out, greeted the actual lecturer and then went down some escalators. I then walked out into the car park and started flying out into the night.

13/6/16
Dream 1: Milo was in a tower and doing his usual routine.

Dream 2: Playing Wizard101, being in a glass roofed tube, some pet stuff.

Dream 3: I was at a party, a friend was filming something to do with a lemonade bottle, cake and dip.

Dream 4: I was sitting in a café with 3 other people talking about online privacy laws.

12/6/16
Dream 1: There was a Shoe0nhead video where it was like an alternate universe where she had only just discovered feminism a few months ago.

11/6/16:
Dream 1: I was playing Wizard101 trying to level up.

Dream 2: I was playing some sort of MMO trying to lead an under levelled and not very skilled group in a boss battle.

Dream 3: There was a bomb that exploded outside, I just survived it. Singapore had invaded and become our overlords and gave an edict at our school.

Dream 4: Fun time with a women.

Dream 5: Milo Yiannopolous was giving a talk, first in a bus and then in a library, pretty good speech.

10/6/16
Dream 1: People were trying to catch flies for some reason.

Fragment: Archaeology

Dream 2: I got tickets to a music festival.

9/6/16
Dream 1: I was at a train station before an exam trying to solve a very difficult maths problem.

8/6/16 (Chain posting a week of dreams cause of laziness ftw)
Dream 1: I was at McDonalds and ordered this brand new Ramen and Egg burger. It was quite small circumference wise but very tall and quite delicious. I then went into a building and down an elevator into a lazer tag type place with a friend.

Dream 2: I was on a sort of adventure with some rogue types. I think some sort of drug was involved. I was in a sort of tower to find a gem stone of some kind.

Dream 3: I was helping a couple of girls that I know with making a spaghetti bridge. It was a bit crooked and I suggestsed using magnets to straighten it out, well one of the girls came up with it which I acknowledged when she pointed it out and apologised. The other girl wondered if she could Strap it to her chest but I thought that wouldn't work due to her large er.. chest.

My friend had a very old dog, a wiener, and he was talking to me about him. He said that it had been around right before the 90s ever hit, and when they did it was supposed to have "meant something" because the dog was meant to be alive in the 90s? In the dream, I guess having that dog was a lot like having a video game, and that's how he treated it. I remember that he acted as if though the doggy was connected to Friends.

He got it into his head that he wanted to get his old dog out and have a spin on it, and so he went and found it and brought it back outside. He handed the dog to me and I did my best. He was skeptical as we first began our walk, and I suppose he had a reason to because almost immediately I did something that nearly hurt the dog, or "messed" the dog up.

So Jasper then wanted to tie his pet up--and somehow that was going to let him walk with us? apparently. He was trying to hold the dog and his dog house on one end, and I was holding the rope (that was already connected to his pet) on the other end. For some reason I had to keep swinging the rope and I had to get the dog to jump through it, but it was a very hard thing to do. I also had to do the same thing to myself, and I remember waiting until the word "Gemini" popped into my head before I jumped. I missed.

That's when he stopped me and told me that some random man he had never even met before had started talking about my dad, and how he had died. It was something about how when he had fallen, the entire bed had lifted into the air (it's not how you're picturing it: imagine you're sitting on one end of a wobbly bed, and the further you get to the end, the opposing end rises due to your weight). I didn't understand how the man Jasper was talking about could have known that, nor what he was talking about in the first place, nor why it mattered, but it definitely mattered to Jasper. He said that "of course he believed me over some dude he had never even met," and he kept acting as if though this was something that I needed to watch out for, and that if I wasn't careful with the jumping-into-the-rope then I was going to die like my dad did, or I was going to accidentally hurt the animal as well. I was completely confused!

A little context before we begin. I am a professional didgeridoo player, often performing in front of crowds of thousands. From the Australian Outback, to the Sahara Desert, I have played many a venue. On this night, I was walking alone through the 4th Astral Dimension, which took the form of a wasteland. It was a cold night, like the time I'd spent in the desert. I've never felt cold like that in a dream before.

Then, I realised I had my didgeridoo, so I took it out and began to play. Within minutes, grass sprouted from the ground, and life seemed to seep into the surroundings. Trees grew and birds began to sing as I played. Then, it happened. My soulmate entered the realm, and I sat there dumbfounded. "You must not stop playing," she whispered quietly in the moonlight. As I had stopped playing, the trees had begun to wilt around me. I started up the tune again, and life resumed.

The sun rose and then she sat beside me as the world began to grow. I couldn't speak to her without ceasing my song, but I knew she was as content as I was to sit there in silence. Soon, we would join together. A stream began to flow through the forest I had grown, and we basked in its cool waters. I knew that if I stopped playing, the dream would end, but I knew the girl would like to see a different kind of didgeridoo at some point. I decided I would take my chances, so I ceased the song.

She stared at me with a look of distaste, but a look of longing. The dream faded....

With Kristi at my old home in WV. She is supposed to move into the Hicks' home. We drive through water and she takes me to a kind of magical place. Some guru named Sevin or Savin or Sevan is surrounded by admirers. It costs $52.50 to have a session with him. She does it and I wait for her. She said it was amazing and that she will have some trouble in her new home because of Nathanael (they don't know each other in real life).

I find myself back there hanging with Savin and he is quite magical, I thought I may be able to get some real insight about myself. But he wanted money. I said I wasn't ready yet. Then he told me to get out. He turned cold and told me to leave.

As I'm leaving I realize I have 2 cats with me in glass boxes. I check the boxes and one is missing. She got out somehow. I found her floating in the water. She was ok. I realized that they are always what is most important.

Lived in a high rise, same neighbors. Hair up in a wrap, cool skirt, hanging with neighbor P by her pool on her balcony. We have a view of a canyon and she is talking about a really great restaurant but I can't see it. I feel her hand on my hip. Her husband and kids jump into the pool. My husband are talking about a trip to France. They want to go too. He said he would wear her out. I started to walk home. Across the balcony, in front of other units and then realized I was on the wrong floor. I had to go up one (or was it down, I can't remember). I walk in and Husband is on a recliner watching TV.

I am on an old, achingly familiar road. There are tall, vividly green trees on either side. The pavement is cracked and dusty, giving way to pockets of dirt and loose stone. Initially I am in my car, but it is difficult to gain momentum. When I finally do, two teenage boys on bicycles ride recklessly out into the road. I swerve to avoid them, and in doing so I realize I am not so much in my car, as riding on top of something, which topples over. The boys do not apologize for getting in the way, and I right my vehicle...finding it is no longer a car, but an awkward bicycle made entirely of wood. It is painted ivory and dull red, with a wide, long seat. It is too tall for me to easily mount, so that I run alongside it trying to gain momentum so I can lever myself onto the odd seat. As soon as I have gathered enough speed, I am interrupted again, this time it is a stream of young boar followed by a grubby farmer.
In my haste to get out of the way, I strike and stun a piglet. I go to make sure it is okay, and when I turn back, my awkward bicycle has become...a massive riding pig. It is over four feet tall at the shoulder, which connects with a steep-sloped spine. Its skin is mottled pink and brown, dirty and hairy, it has oily leather reins. I climb onto its back but it is hard to control, and before I go too far down the road, I spot two foxes in the trees. One is white, one is red. We make eye contact and they go out of their way to attack me. I kick away the white, and the red briefly latches onto my wrist before I hurl it into the trees. Before I can go more than a few more feet, I am waylaid again, this time by two dogs circling my ridiculous pig mount. One is black, one is white. They are large, and have long, square muzzles and golden eyes. They leap to attack, each latching onto one of my ankles, once again stopping me. Somehow the bow of the pig's rib cage prevents them from getting a good grip on the first lunge, and though they worry at my legs and is almost hard enough to hurt, I feel like it is a warning. I dislodge the white by vigorously shaking my leg, but I have to pry apart the jaws of the black, and in the process I am pulled from the pig's back.
Before I can be attacked again, I decide to run up the street to my sister's house. It turns out to be a spare apartment with pale blue walls and blue commercial carpet. I breathlessly try to tell her what happened on the road, but she is distracted and doesn't really hear me. I climb up onto a bunk bed and lay down. It isn't long before a human attacker that only I can see closes in on me, striking me with a leather strap. They only hit me hard enough to make me flinch. After the sixth or seventh strike I catch the leather strap and yank it from their hands.
After a couple of minutes a pure white cat with golden eyes walks in through the front door and hisses at me before leaping onto my back. I flail around, wrenching it from me and casting the hissing thing away.

I then witness a very odd conversation about my dad selling his house and moving into an apartment with a male roommate, something he is very unlikely to do. He talks about the roommate's payment going through and I try to find a way to ask him why he's moving into an apartment.

I'm in a castle. Someone betrays the count or something and breaks some stuff. Then I'm at a table with some others discussing dream incubation. They say that in real life if you touch or taste some food then go to sleep you'll be so hungry that you'll dream of forks. (Something like that. Recall of that part is fuzzy.) I decide to try it. I smell my soup and go to sleep. Holy crap I'm having hypnagogia. Well I'm aware now. I ride out the noise and just stay cool. I get the feeling I'm in my mum's house on my bed (Not my own. It seemed like nothing unusual at the time). I decide to visualise myself standing next to the bed. Seems like the right thing to do. Then I'm moving towards a light. I suddenly find myself in a black void surrounded by faces of Zelda characters. I remind myself that I'm dreaming so I should stay aware. I hear a voice tell me that the choice we make reflects our deepest selves. I hover over a few like the goron but decide to choose the great fairy (She's hot okay? But seriously I like to think it's because the great fairy can grant cool powers). When I choose I'm transported outside. I get the feeling I'm on a path by a lake and maybe the fairy fountain is nearby in a cave. My fairy (Navi?) informs me we don't have much time left and then I wake up. Thanks Navi.

Just a collection of dream fragments.

I'm in a bar that has an assortment of drinks, so I purchased one beer. Can't remember the taste or any type of buzz but lethargy started to set in as I walked outside. I panicked upon the realization that there needed to be some babysitting done in an hour or so. Now I felt like crap entering the building.

I'm doing some pushups which amounted to one set of 10 reps. The setting appeared to be my own room, or perhaps the living room.

In some village at night and there is some sort of calamity and business needing to be attended to.

I'm in some school surrounded with other students. A large gymnasium was the location of dreaming. I remember nothing else.

Background

I'd known about lucid dreaming for a long time, but it took longer for me to experience it, and it was essentially spontaneously. I'd found I could accidentally go through a WILD-like trance when struggling to fall asleep after waking up early. The dreams would start off at a distance, like a television screen, and then become 'real', often as dream chains that I had some conscious influence over. Sometimes they were fragmented (e.g. being frozen in darkness, having very blurry vision, or the only sensation being the feeling of flying very fast), but now and then the clarity and reality of the scenes I experienced would blow me away. Still, I was unable to stabilise them. A few days ago I discovered that spoken commands like 'increase lucidity' could turn a vague fragment into a full-fledged visual scene, which was encouraging.

Waking Myself Up From A Burglary Dream

I'd told myself that I would write up any dreams I'd have that night and post them to DV for my first entry, so it's only fitting that I ended up having my first (semi-)lucid nightmare. After waking up in the morning and went back to sleep, I had a dream where I was sitting around a table with a few people, including, I think, a family friend. I was concerned about an exam that was coming up. I was worried that a question about acid-base chemistry was going to come up; something involving a base in ammonia, and I was sure that it was some other substance than the ammonia itself - NaBH4 or NH4OH. But the exam was cancelled because of an outbreak of 'parainfluenza', and this news was accompanied by the image of a woman with sore-looking yellow eyes. Since it was cancelled, I could rest easy and go to sleep.

This led into another dream where I was at home in the night, looking down the stairs so that I could see an area near the front door. I heard noises near the front door and looked closer. There was a fairly short man standing there. I thought it was my father - though I wasn't expecting to see him - so I called out to him. Rather than respond in kind, he shushed me, and I realised that it was an intruder. More of these intruders came through, so I retreated into a nearby empty room. At this point I began to suspect something was off. I thought I might be dreaming, but if so I wanted to wake up, so I could be sure and not have to worry about the intruders anymore. This wish suddenly ended the dream. It was replaced by text filling my field of view, being read off by a calm male voiceover. It said something along the lines of, "Welcome to your lucid dream. Wake up now or wake up dead in two weeks." At the time I think I had enough critical faculties to not be sure if this was right, but I realised I was in sleep paralysis and I really wanted to get out of it. I found that, surprisingly, I could slightly move my body with great effort. With what felt like a lot of willpower, I forced myself to move and woke up.

There wasn't any lingering feeling of terror, which is my usual criterion for a nightmare, but I think this fit the bill, if only because it made me realise that a semi-lucid dream could still be unpleasant.

Video Game Fragments

I was watching a boy playing a FPS game, switching between my view of him and a view inside the video game itself. He was clearing a large building with many corridors similar to a hospital - of what enemy I don't know - and then went up a curved staircase, which had many offices running alongside it, arranged in a staircase fashion themselves. The general aesthetic was wood and blue light. By entering this area he went into a sort of mini-game where he blitzed through the offices at high speed, which also involved strips of light flashing on his mousemat very fast. I thought it involved predicting the lights, but when I asked he told me that it was actually a very fast memory game, which observation seemed to confirm.

I thought about the idea of being sleep-deprived from addiction to virtual reality. I imagined a person distracting themselves from their tiredness by immersing themselves more into it. I have a dream in which I see scenes from an online FPS game called Xibalba, which I think actually represent a place within one level. Bizarrely, I also pondered the merits of a religion that worships the electron transition in one type of molecule (containing nitrogen!) versus a rival religion that worships another.