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I have succeeded at getting a consistent sleep schedule but my recall has gotten horrible. :/ I have had a lot of fragments though which is good but nothing to write home about. I did only one proper WBTB in the past week but I should be able to get more in before the competition is over.

I am playing a cool isometric video game. It is like an RPG but you can't leave this really big dungeon but there is lots of treasure to find there.

Night 14 I had 4 NDs, nothing interesting.

I took a nap from 17:00 to 17:32. I had been listening to music, relaxing and visualizing for a while before that. I turned music off and it was lights out nearly instantly. FA wiped a lot of details from my LD.


...I'm in a car. "I almost lost the dream. Well it's been surprisingly stable so far. I should try to actually do something cool..." I think. I hold my hand out of the car window and try to do magic. Bright blue and yellow waves and sparks shoot out of my hand. It's not the colors I wanted, but I think I can make something with it. A DC stand outside the car and walks over to me. Dream ends.

I "wake up" (FA) in my old room. It's middle of the day. Mom is back from morning shift. My brother is there too and comes to my door. "Oh, he's sleeping." I get up faster "No I'm not, what's up?" He comes to my room with a plastic bag. There's some running clothes in it. "Mom wants you to try them on to see if they fit either of us." I had false memories of already trying them on in a hair saloon looking place. "I've tried them on, they fit." I say and my brother goes to the kitchen. I put my earphones on the table and follow. My sister's second oldest is visiting. In the kitchen I remember the lucid dream again. "I should write the lucid dream I had down before I forget details." and I wake up. You can bet your butt that I RCed after that. I was so mad. That FA cost me most of my lucid dream.

-1-A bully-like guy patrolling the hallways of a solidly yellow building, keeping everyone trapped inside. But then, a woman and I tried to escape. We grabbed a couple of essential tools and rushed the vent on the west side of the building. Getting out of the building was easy enough; it was the patrol that made it hard. He was chasing us 20ft behind. We took off up the steep wooded hill at running speed, using the trees to help us climb. The patrol did the same. Unfortunately, he caught up with me, and blocked my route with an arm. (He also talked like he was going through the motions of a stopping technique.) I punched him in the face and continued on.

-2-In a carpeted yellow building, I had to put on designated white wristbands for an attendant to allow me to perform certain tasks associated with them.

-3-A severe thunderstorm was just about to pass over the building I was in. (no, it wasn’t yellow) I walked over to the window and saw a distinct mesocyclone in the clouds nearby. At that moment, I was frustrated that all I had to document it was a phone. Later, I had run outside on the east side of the building, which had unkempt grass and trees (like you’d probly see at a trailer park or somewhat rocky wilderness). I looked to the south and saw a massive cloud base with stunning-looking features. Meanwhile, high winds fluctuated between 30 and 70 mph around the building over the course of the dream. There was also occasional lightning, some loud.

Dream 1:
The beginning of the dream was kinda like a videogame, but I was also inside it. I was some kind of space bounty hunter and I was in an enemy base. I was carefully taking out everyone until some security system spotted me and alarms began blaring and I had a timer on the bottom of my "screen". I tried to escape the ship while enemies tried to stop me. Some friends appeared and helped me. When I was at the ship's hangar (it was a big cargo ship I think, so it had a small hangar for smaller ships) our ship was there. Instead of being in space we were just in the sky tough. I think I jumped back onto my ship and we flew away to safety.

We landed on a grassy island with a plateau and a spiral pathway leading to it. As I was nearing the top I gained lucidity. I climbed up onto the plateau (I don't remember how) and there were lots of grass and trees. There was also a naked girl there, for some reason. I hugged her and could feel her soft, warm skin against me. I began to fly with her. I had some difficulties because I would ocasionally think about falling down and I lost a bit of altitude, but I still managed to fly a little above the trees. I think the dream ended shortly after that.

Dream 2:
I was in the back of a car with my grandparents. I became lucid and tought of opening a portal. I couldn't do it so I decided to stick my hand out of my vision and summon someone. I extended my hand foward and pulled a hand wearing a white glove. Mickey Mouse immediately came to my mind and when I pulled the hand it was him. I asked him to open up a portal and he opened a weird small cartoony portal on the back of the car. I sticked my hand through it and I could feel a pile of clothes. It was a small enclosed space. I asked him to open up another portal and he did. I put my hand through and it was just a hole that led me to the trunk of the car. I woke up a bit after that.

Dream 3:
I was in my grandparents' house, and I think I had a massive urge to go to the bathroom. I eventually became lucid and tried to fight that urge until it subsided. In the beginning of this dream I was RCing constantly to make sure it was a dream. I was walking around, I remember summoning someone from behind me but I don't remember who it was. I remember walking around the kitchen for some reason. At some point I tried again to summon a portal but couldn't. I tried to justify it by saying things like "Oh I'm supposed to clap before I do it" but it didn't work. I even tried recalling times where I did it succesfully but it didn't work. After a while I decided to use something to help me.

I started looking for Rick's portal gun (from Rick and Morty) and opened a lot of closets looking for it but couldn't find it. I found a weird gadget with knobs and dials but it didn't do anything. I asked my older brother to show me where it was and he told me that he would but had to do something else first and he went into his room. I tought that I wouldn't wait that long so I turned around and began rotating both my arms in front of me and imagining time going faster. When I turned around he was already there and had done whatever it was he had to do.

The dream skipped a bit (or I forgot something) and then I was in my grandfather's bedroom, where the floor had turned into some kind of weird brown vortex and I was floating around in a plank of wood with Morty. There was a gooey, cartoony brown creature on the ceiling which Morty told me was called a... Gloorpadoop? Something like that. I had somehow obtained a portal gun that was made of glass and didn't seem like it worked. We escaped out of the room while the Gloorpadoop spat some weird slimy brown substance on us. I escaped the room and while Morty was going on ahead he told me the gun needed Gloorpadoop spit to work, so I dunked the gun in some of the Gloorpadoop spit that was by the door and it was pretty disgusting. That didn't do anything however and I couldn't use the gun.

I know I had 3 lucid dreams in one night which is unusual for me... but this night was pretty frustrating.

Date of Dream: TUE 29 NOV - 2016



Dream No. 76 - Am I Seeing Double?

The place mainly featured in this dream was called Killester but it actually resembled Camelot Rise more than it did Killester. So what I remember first is that there were actually two of me! We know that dreams are typically played out in first-person mode and the person in this mode was indeed me... But only one of me. The "me" that was in first-person mode was the one from the real waking life, I was visiting this so called Killester while on my travels through the dream world.

As I was at Killester, I came across Dreamy Mr H but he was looking at me strangely. This is actually where I come to the realisation that there was another one of me, my dreamy clone. He's going something like this, "Karla, I thought you were going somewhere. What are you doing here?" and that's when I said "I wasn't going anywhere but Dreamy Mr H is still in doubt. I then tell him, "I'm not the Karla you think I am". I actually originate from the Earthly dimension" and that's when he gets a look of massive shock and amazement.

I think the dream then skipped to Dreamy Karla's perspective (note, she is not in first-person mode and I can actually see her when the dream camera is in her scene). So what's going on is that Dreamy Karla is speaking to Dreamy WB's little sister, Dreamy LB. By what was going on, apparently Dreamy LB was due for her check-up at the dentists, or at least Dreamy Karla thought so. I thought that Dreamy Karla would be a lot more humble than I am... But she spoke in exactly the same way, using some slang and an extremely Aussie accent.

She said to Dreamy LB, "Let's go for a nice drive in my ute. I know a good dentist that's about one and a half hours away. Dr C (I've forgotten her complete name), she's really good). Dreamy Karla could see the fear in Dreamy LB eyes, so she added "Dr C knows what she is doing. I've been there so many times and she's so patient and gentle in what she does". Then when we're sitting in the ute, Dreamy LB tells me that she has this text on her phone, something about someone else going to take her in her own time. That's when Dreamy Karla asks her "When's the last time you had a check up?" and she replies "February". After a short pause, Dreamy Karla says "And it's November now. Come on, let's go, it's not gonna hurt ya". And so Dreamy LB gives a little sigh with an "Okay Karla".

Before they drove off, there was just one more thing that Dreamy Karla had to do. She goes to Dreamy LB "Now, we don't want others to see where we are going. So I'm just going to deformat this map and then we can head off". A zoomed camera projection of the map showed with the location point in red and the roads in grey. So with the power of the mind only, Dreamy Karla moved the red point off to the right of the map a bit but what she didn't was also the roads being manipulated. Still, she and Dreamy LB got started then the dream faded from that scene.

What it did fade to was back to my perspective. I was walking towards one of the gates and what's when I see Dreamy WB. As I was only visiting the dream world, I was amazed... The comparison with the Earthly WB was phenominal. So I approach Dreamy WB, saying to her "Oh wow, you're so much more beautiful than the real WB". Dreamy WB looked extremely slim and curvy and was wearing a dark denim jacket on top of a black/really dark navy pencil dress. When I said that comment to her, she didn't really say anything, only making some sounds of appreciation. Over the fence, she hugged me long and hard, it was like 10 - 15 seconds before she let go.

The dream then skipped to the time-frame that Dreamy Karla and Dreamy LB had gotten back from the dentist but there was also someone else who went with them. A friend of Dreamy Karla's, Dreamy KH, decided she wanted to keep them company. I was walking around the block of this certain area that resembled the suburb of my old house but then there was this open space up ahead and in that open space somewhere, was a large van. I had suspicions about that van... I thought that van was once Dreamy Karla's ute, just by the way it looked. I stepped inside and it actually looked like the interior of a house!

Now this is going to sound weird but it felt like Earthly Karla's character no longer existed from this point on, or if it did, she (being I) rarely spoke. Although I was in the house-truck, the dream would only focus on Dreamy Karla's perspectives. Actually, hang on a sec... I was the one being weird! I was actually the one putting the house up for sale on Dreamy Karla's behalf... But I was making out like the house was mine and not hers.

Okay, back to what was actually happening. I was giving the commentary to Dreamy Mr H and Dreamy Ms A, along with their kids but these kids are not their kids in real life. They were two stranger kids of whom I know nothing about in the Earthly dimension. One very interesting feature of the house were these oddly shaped pillars that could come down as a decoration or space divider. Each time they came down, they were a different colour and a different shape. After a few times of the pillars going up and down, I woke up.

Night of April 28, 2017. Friday.



I am in a distorted liminal state of semi-lucidity, yet it is not active enough to have viable memory, including historical knowledge, though I am mostly aware of my present life status and conscious self identity. There is a couch in a fictionally-placed location that faces the foot of our bed (west), though this is more like typical bilocation as it seems to be a different house partially integrated into ours (and with the common dream perception of being in two places at once).

Abraham Lincoln is sleeping on the couch in the semidarkness a few hours before dawn, his head to the north. He is dressed in a suit and mostly on his back but partly on his right side. I find myself picking up a teddy bear and feel that I should give it to him, but I do not want to wake him. I seem to recall that he always sleeps with a teddy bear (though this is fallacy as teddy bears did not exist in Lincoln’s time). He remains sleeping. I have no awareness that he had been a president or that he is deceased though I also do not see him as an imposer.

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Of the fifty solid years I have closely studied dreams, Abraham Lincoln has only directly appeared in a few of them, always as the (potential) emergent consciousness precursor symbol but never as the actual emergent consciousness factor. This may be because I (subliminally) do not believe my conscious self identity could “fill his shoes” so to speak.

In one of my last Lincoln dreams in 2014, the personified preconscious, as a young female, kept saying “Lincoln lied about that”, lastly saying “Lincoln smiled…” and again followed by “Lincoln lied about that” (which may or may not be a dream sign as a play on lying down).

Basically, this is a second-level “threshold” type due to the fact that the “doorway” was not literal but still directly implied as being between where my wife Zsuzsanna and I were sleeping (in reality) and the other room (our kitchen in real life but somewhat featureless and undefined in my dream). It is possible that the emergent consciousness precursor did not activate simply because I was near the beginning of the sleep cycle rather than coming out of it.

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Morning of April 28, 2017. Friday.



In the first part of my dream, I somehow lift one side of the mattress, which is near the wall, while I am still kneeling atop it. Under the bed are two rows of model cars of the type that were put together from a kit. The rows are nearest the wall. (Neither side of our bed is near a wall in reality.) This involves some sort of false memory that dreams create so often, and it is even like a sense of nostalgia. I pick one of them up, from about the middle of the second row out, and it seems to be somewhat like a dune buggy though somewhat angular all around. It is a bit longer than the length of my hand.

I later find myself with what turns out to be at least three jigsaw puzzles on top of each other. Originally, I try to keep them together as I am moving them, but they fall into pieces on the bed. They all seem to be some sort of manga “movies”, or rather, are linked to some sort of soundtrack that I hear in my mind by taking a couple white pills, which have somewhat of a sweet flavor and are associated with the puzzles. Because the puzzles are not together, the dialogue is in random parts. I am not clear on what the female voices are saying because of this. Again, the spoken words are only heard in the correct order when the puzzles are complete (although each puzzle is only one large picture).

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I find this unique even though it is straightforward. Being in bed in my dream is a subliminal awareness that I am actually sleeping (and obviously in bed) at the time. The Puzzled State is a recurring level of dream self existence during the waking transition. I was first aware of this metaphorical association from a dream from when I was only four years old. It is metaphorically linked to the temporary dream self suddenly relearning the conscious self identity, which is “in pieces” in the dream state prior to waking, thus an incomplete jigsaw puzzle symbolizes the transient nature of liminal space and puzzlement over shifting consciousness. The pills might be related to an association with “The Matrix” with finding out the dream state is not real (though this is only a wild guess, as I do not take pills or any type of medication in real life).

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2017, 04-27

An Appointment With Zombies

I am in my car driving my grandmother to a doctor appointment. Neither of us say much because she is hard of hearing, and her left ear is towards me and she is almost deaf in that ear. So rather than yelling, we just don’t talk. I pull into the parking lot of the doctor’s office and get out. My grandmother looks around and says this is the wrong place, she asks me if I have forgotten that the doctor has moved. I pull a Homer Simpson (D’Oh!) as I remember that the doctor has, indeed, moved. Fortunately the new location isn’t far away. The new location is right next door to the place we are at. Since my grandmother is elderly and has some difficulty walking far we get back into the car and drive to the building next door.

My grandmother and I go into the building and we have to take an elevator to get to the correct floor. We come out into a large waiting room and my grandmother goes over to the reception desk. I look around and then I sit down in one of the chairs. I see my grandmother is waiting in a short lone, and then I notice there is a sign-in book sitting out. I think maybe I’m supposed to sign us in so we can be seen in the right order, so I go to the book and I sign in. I sit back down and see that there are numerous people all dressed in black around me. I slowly become aware that they are here for a funeral, and the sign-in book is for the mourners, not for the doctor office. Now I realize I shouldn’t have signed the book, so I go over and scribble my name off of the list.

Now I see my grandmother is ready to go. I’m not sure why she isn’t going to see the doctor, but I don’t question it. We leave the building and I notice something strange about the people walking around outside. They look normal, but they behave like zombies. Everyone stops and turns towards my grandmother and me. They start coming towards us slowly but threateningly. I try to get my grandmother to hurry back towards the car, which now looks like KITT from Knight Rider. My grandmother doesn’t notice the change in cars, we both get in and I start the engine. Apparently, the car only looks like KITT, the AI computer is not present. I drive from the parking lot and look in my rear-view mirrors to see zombies getting in other cars and giving chase. I go faster, getting involved in a high-speed chase trying to outrun them. My KITT is fast, at least, and I am outdistancing them. I drive over a hill and catch air, jumping far higher than I would have thought possible. My grandmother is cheering and having a blast, telling me to go faster. But I don’t get a chance to speed up, everything fades and I wake up.

-1-Something about a gas station and MC. There was an auto food farm that only worked if a player stood right next to it.
-2-A guy was trying to hunt me down with a gun, which was silly because I had teleport pads. I could just teleport to different parts of the city from Kirby Air Ride. I forgot everything else.

WBTB 3 am.

Almost lucid (frag)

Started I was getting off of a greyhound bus at 3 AM. Found myself at a mall that was some how open. I wondered if it was a dream. I did a gravity RC but it didn't work. Walked into the mall and found a starbucks open. That was weird... So I went in and some old guy was working at the counter. He said the coffee was free and handed me an empty cup. Um okay usually they just serve coffee. I found a kettle of hot water and found what were tea bags. Not exactly coffee but oh well. I saw different colors o tags on the bags and figured one must be coffee flavored. I put that in the cup as well and the water went black like coffee, Memory zoomed into me walking into a guitar shop. I was looking around at amps. that was it.

Talking (frag)

Frag of talking to someone maybe my brother about the previous dream.

Xereniak

Frag of talking to him about something. Can't remember what but it made him mad.

Pretty Woman on Trial DILD 1

I am in the audience for a trial. The defend is Erin Brokovich, though its not clear if Erin's character or Julia Roberts is on trial. I used to have a bit of a crush on Julia Roberts.

I become lucid. I walk into the front of the courtroom and become Julia/Erin's defending lawyer. I telll the jury, "look at her. She is far too beautiful to be guilty of anything". The jury seems to be buying my argument. I say, "I mean, look at her tits! Erin, show the jury your tits." She does this - lifts up her shirt to the court. The jury is duly amazed, and proclaim her not guilty.

Meeting my dream guide DILD 2

The dream ends and then shifts directly into a new dream but I maintain lucidity. I am in a crummy apartment with a bunch of rough Russian/Eastern European looking guys in dirty clothes and wife beaters who are playing dice and drinking vodka. I am listening to one man who is talking in some language I have never heard before and don't understand. Since I am lucid I command him to speak in English, which he does. To test my dream control further I command him take off his clothes and show his dirty balls to some young kids in the room, who run away. I dont watch this because its gross, but at least I tested that fact that I am indeed still lucid.

I turn away from this scene and remember my 3 step tasks. I summon a dream character by looking away and turning back. A small child, elf-like thing appears. I manipulate it, wanting to change it to something else. Again I turn away and come back to it. Now it looks like a little troll, like a troll beads doll. I ask it to take me to my Dream Guide.

We begin rushing off somewhere at light speed - the world is blazing past me in streaks. What is interesting is that I can feel it in my body - my body is filled with what I can only describe as a rush of cold electric energy, a cold shock through my system, similar to rush you might feel stepping under a cold waterfall but with an "electric" element to it. The feeling is palpable, it is real, it is NOTHING like anything Ive ever felt in a dream before.

We continue on for a few moments in this fashion, rushing at light speed, this energy coursing through my whole body. We seem to be traveling a vast distance. I become impatient with the journey and command the DC to skip the long bit and teleport us there instantaneously.

The scene fades briefly to black and in an instant later, I arrive at my destination, the place of residence of my personal dream guide. The cold shock energy is no longer coursing through me. Maybe it was needed to travel so far?

I regain my vision and see... Oprah.

She looks angelic and smiles warmly at me, welcoming me. We are in a small apartment room with open double doors that have a view of the sea. I am amazed. Really? Oprah?

I tell her that though I don't watch her show, I am a real admirer of the work she does and all the positive change she has done for so many people. She accepts my praise.

Oprah suggest I do some exercises to stabilize the dream. I can feel the lucidity fading - I am beginning to lose my sight. I do the spinning 360 degrees technique to try and fixate on my location. I remember seeing a smalll old school tube television on a richly wooden table. The floor of the room is blue, the walls a cream/beige, and the coach Oprah was sitting on was blue/green. I describe these details audibly to Oprah, who confirms them. But my sight is fading. I try to focus on my hands but I can no longer see them. Everything fades...

False Awakening NLD 1

I have a false awakening. I am in bed. My wife is awake next to me. I tell her that I had just had a lucid dream, and she knew. SHe was awake and had seen me looking at my hands. So I begin explaining to her the lucid dream I had and after a few moments I wake up for real.

Basketball party NLD 2

I am emailing with a mysterious stranger. He seems to know who I am, and he seems familiar but I cant identify the person. He exchanges with me in different languages.

It turns out that he is a childhood "friend" of mine. In the dream, we had gone running together in the past, though in reality this is not true.

I decide to host a party at my childhood home. We had a basketball hoop over the garage, and its there in the dream as well. I am there just with my sister and mom (retired) and we begin shooting hoops, or trying to. My basketball is fine, but my mom is unable to throw hers, saying that she is too weak. My sister can hardly do anything but throw the ball at me.

It turns out that their balls were deflated, or missing air. So I take them into my dads old workshop which is right near the garage. He has an air pump in their, which I use to reflate the balls.

Then a bunch of other people begin showing up to the party - all childhood friends and neighbors that I hadn't seen in years. I guess my mom had invited them. They threw their balls around but their balls were also lacking air, so the scene was of deflated basketballs hanging all over the place like orange and black dirty underwear - hanging from lampposts, corners of the house, porch railings, etc.

I realize that I need to re-inflate all of these balls for them but then the air pump machine breaks. I am in the shop fixing it, trying various configurations and knobs. There is someone else in there with me - some guy, I am not sure who. I realize that I am wearing nothing but the small skimpy underwear that my wife had bought for me. I feel a bit exposed.

Finally I manage to fix the machine, and I head inside to put on some more clothes. The dream ends.