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Last night, bed 10:30pm. Took a long 2-3 hr nap in the afternoon, till 5-6pm or so.

3;05am - 2x300 Alpha GPC
4:37 - up for WBTB
5:08 - 2x4 mgs Galantamine and sofa time

Had a long lucid, estimate 45+ min. Woke up after 8am.

I got a head rush quite fast, wasn't sure I will be able to fall asleep to coincide with that. But I guess I did. Had a strong headrush and falling backwards sensation, at least 3 times throughout the 45+ min experience.

Had an awesome beginning of a lucid, but all I remember is how incredibly happy I was, grinning from ear to ear. Have no clue what I did, but remember thinking "this is good, or finally", or something to that effect. Anyway, i love that exhilarating feeling.

I started with trying to rotate my dream body as I normally do, and added some hand and leg movements.

I spent most of the dream outside, walking through large cities.

1. Modern city, skyscrapers, tons of DCs on sidewalks. There was a plot. Some huge monster was coming and people were running. I decided to spin to change the dreamscape. I actually pulled it off and got to another city.

2. Second, even more modern city. I think here I tried the April TOTM - point at a DC, yelling Abracadabra and see what happens.

I did this to at least 8 different DCs. I remember the last one. Businessman walking fast with a clipboard under his arm. As I yelled and pointed at him, he stopped, gave me a quizzical look and kept walking. Couple times I remember thinking "what is gonna happen to them?", but nothing happened. They all stayed the same and went on with their business. I wondered if I am suppose to do some magic, but I figured it's the spell that's suppose to do it.

3. Trying to fly up to the space, but not having any luck. Looking for a spaceship to take me there. No luck.

4. Getting up to the skies, but not too high. Trying to see the stars, it took them a while to show up in full beauty.

5. Came up to a group of young people on the floor. They said in their culture, there is only s*cking. I told them we also do f*cking. They seemed intrigued.

6. Jumping, gradually higher and bigger distances. Didn't jump over a building yet.

7. There was this girl and for some reason I kissed her. She kept her mouth shut and I was ok with that. Then I though wait a minute, no, and let my tongue loose. It felt incredibly real.

I have to remember to stop and retell myself previous parts of a dream, so I remember it at the end.

One of my major lucid goals down the line is to live out three books I have been working on. I guess that goal may come early. All I did was meditate during a WBTB period then try to fall asleep whilst attempting to stare through my eyelids. I had a hard time falling asleep and I needed to be again for work in an hour so I gave up the attempt and let myself fall asleep. The process of doing so let a flood of thoughts come on. Instead of fighting them or trying to control them I just began daydreaming about the first chapter of the first book of my series. Lo and behold a lucid dream of me ACTUALLY LIVING OUT the story occurred. It was really short but I was intensely happy with the results. Going to see if I can daydream my way into another dream tomorrow.

My lucid dreaming ability - although not much - is getting me really excited.

serious fragmentation here but I'll list it.

I found myself outside of a halloween party, not knowing who the hosts were. It was on the top floor of a four story apartment building, and it appeared to me that the party was insanely good. I waited for a bit but I knew I wouldn't get in so I just went to the one in the basement of the building which was a bar. I met a bunch of celebrities and specifically childish gambinos girlfriend. I got too drunk so she took me back to her place to let me crash but I kept exploring it because it was just massive and there were like 20 people living there.

I'm on the highway in a stolen muscle car. I think it's a barracuda. I start just absolutely flooring it and weaving between traffic. The inertia is insane, and I love every second. Driving up the shoulder at 100 MPH. I got to a gas station and parked, and tried riding a boosted board around but I couldn't get the balance. I returned to the car to find my actual car parked at the gas station with a huge ticket. i didn't pay. Later in the dream I got a $160 ticket for parking outside of that party.

Best part of the dream was when I was with gramma and poppa in a convertible 67 stingray and poppa ripped it full speed past a massive crime scene so the cops had to stop chasing us to hit the scene.

My girlfriend and I are going through a rough patch and I feel completely lost, without knowing how to solve it and as a result I am feeling a lot of anxiety.

We haven't been in person for about a month and a half and she's been acting different for about 2 weeks, and she got mad at me for asking her about it and for trying to talk to her while she ignored me, claiming afterwards that I was being too controlling. Monday she told me that even though she still loves me that she's not ready to forgive me and that I shouldn't doubt her word, which I already had done twice.

She still hasn't forgive me since.

Last night I was feeling so bad I broke my habit of going to sleep at around 4 a.m. to go to bed at around 10 p.m. Only at around 11 p.m. did I fall asleep.

I dreamed that I was on a large street that I recognize from the city where I study and I heard news of my gf being run over, and I became a mess, I was actually angry at the world and already expecting the worst. I stayed in this state for what it felt like about 15 minutes before I got a call from somebody unknown as I got to an intersection (that I still recognize as being from that same street) where there was a traffic jam and little square pieces were on the floor. 6 of them, making my mind reading a shape of a V on top of an upside down V making a shape like XX.

That person who called me reassured me that even though she was in bad shape, everything was expected to be alright, and he was coming to pick me up (at this point, the scenery changed to something I don't recognize, with more narrow streets) as he was arriving he told me he was Turkish and that was glad to meet his "crush's other crush". As he appears, he takes me by foot along the streets, singing some crappy song made on the spot. I woke up before we even got to the hospital and I don't even remember what he looked like.

I woke up at half past midnight, and I wrote down what I remembered from the dream. I put the DJ away at around 20 minutes to 1 a.m. but it'd take a while before I had some resemblance of sleep again.

The remainder of the night was made of a series of vague dreams with dark themes, involving stories with drownings, death and suffering in general, and even some things about Rick and Morty, as I had the night before. Those were the kinds of dreams you have when you have a fever, when you end up not sure if you were really asleep or with some vivid imagination. Problem is, I have no fever.

I woke up at 7 a.m for the first time, but I did my best to keep sleeping until 11 a.m, at which point I got out of bed.

It's around 20 minutes past noon as I'm writing this.

I am in an abandoned depeartment store. I appear to be quite high up, juding from the view out the windows. Laying on top of a large bare wood shelving unit I hide from other people as they scour the store. Eventually they leave but I remain and several weeks later am still there. All is still and quiet, everyone has left the town. I have a store of milk cartons and some tins of stuff to eat, though they are like large paint tins. No one has found them. The milk has been radiated by some nuclear fallout type thing and so does not go off, its just watery.
A small girl arrives (rl Victoria) I show her where the food is. She wants to go outside as there are large fluffy flakes of snow coming down outside. I search among the loads of strewns shoes and find her a pair, and get a brand new pair of lace up black doctor martins for me. We set off.

Morning of April 6, 2017. Thursday.



For a short time, it seems that I may be at some sort of lecture (with an unknown backstory). The one talking is the Temperance Brennan character from the “Bones” television series. She is wearing a white lab coat. Curiously, there is a wall halfway to the left side of the scene where she seems to sometimes speak from behind it at an angle.

She leans out and mentions something about “flying colors” (in a serious tone) which I perceive as an important phrase.

A female cartoon character, who vaguely reminds me of a Peanuts comic strip character in overall appearance (though not any specific one), jumps up to the left and yells “Ee-glah!” at her. Temperance Brennan backs up in surprise and annoyance to go back behind the wall.

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Directly after waking, I am thinking that “flying colors” is not really a common expression as first perceived and that my dream was just generating gibberish. However, looking it up, I remember that “with flying colors” means “with great success”, though I do not recall hearing it much.

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Last checked and enhanced Tuesday, 25 July 2017: On “failed flight waking symbolism”, I have repeatedly stated that waking symbolism of this type, being inherent to the real-time dynamics of the dream state, is unrelated to the conscious self and real life for the most part. Despite the fact that the preconscious initiates the waking transition by saying something about “flying colors”, which means “with great success", the emergent consciousness factor (as a cartoon) forces her back behind the wall (which relates to metaphorical divisions of consciousness). It may seem contrary or contradictory to use “with great success” with a negative phrase such as “failed flight”, but in this scene, it is how it is rendered in the context of my dream and actually implies success (or otherwise I would not have awakened, get the picture?).

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Woken suddenly by a noise outside, only late recall remembered

+f (impression, forgotten) fight with a guy, pretty intense

+ bath/water/tub area, turn on water in large pond/tub, drop shampoo bottle and it gets sucked away by stream, tub almost overflows (hear change in water) reach down into water and turn faucet to off position. Walk around this area, see the carved tub small areas cut into the stone, just large enough for a person to get into, I look around the edge of the room and there's a carved/sunken area around the edge leading to another bathing area. I come up through a trap door in the floor into an official shower room and TZ is standing there.

+ football: we must delay until our star player gets here, on the kickoff they're going to just run around to waste time. They do this and then there's a touch-back just 1 foot into the end zone

+ walking on green lawn there are kids playing there, "look out for the poop!" I tell them it's in a spot over near the other side. It turns out friend PZ has moved it already and put a rat trap in its place. I wonder what would happen if I stepped in that trap. PZ is talking about her sex reassignment surgery [FALSE] in some graphic detail and I'm wondering why she did that, was it only to give moral support to her daughter TZ who had the surgery [FALSE]?

+ narrator is discussing how to hand in notice of taking a break/quitting from the orchestra. I see a young guy (short blonde hair, like patrol leader MR in scout) who's considering it and I tell him it's basically quitting from the orchestra

Asuka is a Troll

Brief memory of us dreamviewing our wedding. Can't recall much. Then we are in a cross between a nightclub and a mall. The food court has a dance floor. She pulls out a sax and plays the opening line to Careless whisper over and over again while dancing around people's tables. They get annoyed and leave, and she keeps on going.

Dogs.

A brief dream about being in my backyard with a bunch of dogs with my cousin. For some reason we are climbing a big fence, and the dogs seem to be able to as well. There's a black lab puppy hanging off of a pant leg as I climb.

WTF

I'm in a bedroom in my house and James from work is there. Says he wants to show me something cool. He holds up a cell phone and i see him searching through some directories. Then a video plays where he has his mouth open from profile and small animals start flying out of his mouth, first a bird, then a turtle, and some other things i forget.

Work

I'm near the end of my shift but I'm doing a cross between my old job drywall and my current one. Xereniak is also there. when the shift ends i have a drywall trowel in my hand. I notice Xereniak is looking at me and following me around. Some kids ask him about Jesus and he gets distracted for a minute and gets all preachy with them.

I come out to a street that's similar to one i know in Chilliwack and i notice Xereniak is following me again with a bit of a grin... I wind up at home and look for a place to hang up my trowel before I wake up.

2017, 04-03

Entrance to Khazad-Dûm

I am in a strange place I do not recognize. I look around to try to get some idea of where I am. There are tall mountains off to my left and I am in what appear to be the foothills. The foothills are rocky and there is a somewhat broken path winding through the rocks and hills. I follow that path for a short while, not making any attempt to stay quiet since I don’t notice anyone in the area. I do a double take when I reach the top of a ridge and find myself face to face with a man aiming a bow and arrow at me… or rather an elf. I stop where I am and look, recognizing the elf as Legolas from the Lord of the Rings. I wonder if the rest of the fellowship is somewhere in the area, and think they’re probably sleeping and it was Legolas’ turn to be on watch. He doesn’t fire his arrow, he says I don’t look like a servant of the enemy, although some of the most foul creatures can make themselves appear fair if need be. I spread my hands out to indicate I’m not armed and I don’t want to fight. I say my name is Raven Knight, and I was just wandering out here. I would only seek to help him and his companions if I can. He seems unconvinced, and asks how he is to know I’m telling the truth. I’m not really sure what proof I can offer, so I figure I will depart and just watch from afar in case they need help.

I notice the sun is setting and it is now dusk. The wind starts blowing, blowing and howling. Then I realize the howling isn’t the wind. Legolas goes over to a sheltered spot and wakes someone, telling that person that the wolves are on the hunt again. Aragorn gets up and does a double take at seeing me. He asks who I am. Legolas tells him I have claimed to be a wanderer, but there’s no time to check, the enemy is nearly upon us. I figure that’s why I was brought here. Aragorn wakes the others and everyone gets together in a circle facing outward for easier defense. Someone in the middle is trying to strike a fire. The wolves, or rather wargs, arrive… and they have orcs on their backs! The orcs and wargs surround the group on the hill, though they’re clearly ready to put up quite a fight. Now is the time I can prove I am here to help, by fighting off some orcs. So I form my right arm into an Alex Mercer blade and start picking orcs and wargs off from the outside of the circle. My blade slices right through their orc hide. The fight doesn’t last for long, soon the orcs want to retreat, but the company doesn’t want to allow that if it is possible to prevent it because they may alert other enemies as to where they are. I take down one fleeing orc with an Alex Mercer tendril, Legolas fires an arrow and takes out another fleeing orc… and that is all of them.

Since I have been fighting on their side, Gandalf indicates I should follow them to a safer place. He says there will be more enemies very soon, unless by chance that was all that they sent. I follow them down a dark path, following the light of the moon, and soon we reach a pool near the mountain. We go around it and Gandalf says the entrance to Moria has to be around here somewhere. After a brief pause, he does something to the stone wall and glowing writing appears in the light of the moon. He says that while he’s figuring out how to open the door everyone should leave behind what baggage they don’t need and each take a portion of the pony’s baggage and turn the pony loose. Sam is very upset about that, saying that is no different than killing the pony, who he calls Bill. Gandalf says he’s sorry, but there’s no choice. He says there are places in Moria that Bill won’t be able to pass, and that’s assuming Sam could even drag the pony into the dark underground place. Sam is crying. I go over to Sam as the others are removing the pony’s burden, and suggest my solution. I tell him I will escort the pony back to Rivendell, make sure Bill makes it safely. And there Bill will await Sam’s return. Sam looks at me and asks how I intend to make it back with the wargs and orcs on the hunt. I tell him that is my problem, but I don’t think it will be a problem. However Bill will be waiting for him, so Sam will have to be sure to make it back, too.

Gandalf laughs and says this riddle was too easy, he was making it harder than it should’ve been. The writing on the wall tells what the password is, it’s just “friend” in the Elvish language. He speaks the word and then the doors swing open. And at that moment tentacles reach from the dark pool and grab at Frodo. Bill gets scared and runs away, heading around the pool and for open ground. Sam seems undecided on what to do, I tell him I will make sure Bill is safe. Sam cuts the tentacle holding Frodo’s leg with his knife, which is a good size sword for him. Gandalf calls to everyone to get inside, and they all crowd through the door before the tentacled monster slams the doors shut and then starts ripping the place down. The others are safe for now, so I follow after Bill. The lake monster doesn’t seem to have any interest in either Bill or me, it seems it was after only Frodo. I walk a ways with Bill, but I realize it will take far too long to return him to Rivendell the normal way. So the Metallica song “Through the Never” comes to mind, and I use it to open a portal. I lead a hesitant Bill through the portal and on the other side I see Elrond’s house in the distance, lights glimmering in the moonlit night. Bill will be fine now. Everything around me fades to black and I wake up.