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Date of Dream: MON 17 JUL - 2017



Dream No. 155 - The Dead Always Live

I was in this random building with my mum and dad and could hear these dance lessons going on in the next room. As the people are exiting the dance studio, I say hello to some of them. There are then six people standing at the front door of the foyer, we had to shake at least one person's hand before leaving. We decided to stay and chat to people but as we were doing so, I found that mum and dad were slowly getting upset for no reason.

I looked around the place and shockingly discovered that we were in the Geelong Funeral Home and so my mum's uncle's body was still haunting the the aura, creating some negative energy from the world of the dead. I eventually saw a small, pixie like ghost figure with a red aura near the front door and I knew that's what upset my parents. This thing was coming for me but I actually shot my hand out and face-palmed it immediately. I then decided that I had to get out of the place as soon as possibe. I forgot what else happened in the dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- Confident Dreamer (defeat 1 nightmare without any assistance)
>> I seemed to face-palm that red aura away in exactly the same way that Dreamy WB face-palmed the girl back in Dream No. 142.

Date of Dream: SAT 15 JUL - 2017



Dream No. 154 - Separated Sections

Dream 154 A - Cemetery Confusion
I forgot how the dream started but I do remember that my brother and I were supposed to find our way from Springvale to some far away suburb. I thought the quickest way to get to the other side was to go through Springvale Cemetery. I thought we were on the right path but just shortly near the entrance, we came across a dead end and couldn't go any further. I said to my brother that we should go back out before we get lost.

Back at outside the main gate on Princes Highway, we looked a map of the cemetery and tried to point out all the exits. I then told my brother that if we ever did get lost in there, I could call my “Dream Guide to come and show us the way”. For the rest of the dream, I didn't have to call Dreamy WB as we didn't get lost yet. I don't remember what happened next.

Dream 154 B - Family Holiday Capers
The whole family was on a holiday at the Grampians, I forgot where the specific tourist place was though. When we got back to our accommodation grounds, I heard that there was a good café on site and so I went by myself to check it out. I went in and spoke to the lady who told me that I apparently needed a membership card. The dream quickly showed snippets of some other girl who already had a full membership with the café and so was able to get all the luxuries. I pulled the card out of my pocket with a few math sums on it and the lady said that it was the right one... She said that I now had access to all the red cakes. The lady put 6 cakes on a plate for me, 2 large and 4 small.

Mum then came in and she goes for the 2 large cakes, I have to shoo her off before she could take more. Then we left the café and started talking outside, telling me that she needed to go to Waverley Gardens to buy groceries. I asked if I could come with her but she said that she didn't want me with the adults but rather for me, my brother and his friend to stay back and do something like read. Because Waverley Gardens was really far away, I asked her if she at least wanted to take one of my planes and she said yes. I protested due to the fact that I couldn't go but she just kept saying no. Eventually, I thought to myself that I could smuggle myself into the boot which was basically a sheet of swiss cheese. I then woke up.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

Morning of July 27, 2017. Thursday.



I become aware of being in “my apartment” in the King Street boarding house. (I have not lived there in real life for nearly thirty years.) My bed is on the opposite side of the room as the door.

In actuality, based on the real layout of the King Street boarding house and where I am, “my apartment” in my dream would be the King Street bathroom; the larger bathroom on the west side of the mansion (second floor). Adjacent to the north wall is a composite element, the Cubitis southwest bedroom’s large closet (which in real life was at ground level in a one-storey house).

My dream self has no memory of my current conscious self identity and does not see my location as unusual or mixed up even though it is, as usual, a brand new composite.

I need to use the bathroom. I go over towards the closet and notice one just outside the closet’s left sliding door (but facing the closet). I see that someone else had used it and not flushed. However, I also see that there is soon no water and I lift up the toilet and see there is no pipe or in fact, any sign of plumbing, as if it was just a container to empty elsewhere. This annoys me, as I do not feel like doing this. (I am unsure of where the water went, as there is no sign of a leak anywhere.)

Going into the closet, I see a second toilet, out from the west end. It has also been used by someone else. I consider using it, but then see it is like the first, water lowering but with no plumbing. (In reality, with respect to the mixed-up layout, the King Street toilet would have been in this general location, though both of my dream’s toilets are in incorrect orientation otherwise. The King Street toilet faced south, but the two toilets here face north and east.)

I am aware of an unknown female in the hallway. I am not sure if I should open my door. Still, I do, and she eventually starts to make fun of me for what I had written on a few documents downstairs that are on the chest of drawers in the foyer. These documents are apparently mathematics tests that I had checked and graded recently. I do not have a full understanding of what she is saying, but she does not seem to understand my system of grading or supposedly very clever usage of the language. This “unknown” female is actually my wife Zsuzsanna’s younger half-sister Crystal. However, my dream self does not recognize this fact.

Soon though, I notice my King Street landlady standing just outside my door (and the other female is gone). She is also annoying me by questioning my grading terminology. In particular, she complains about me having written “cooked” on one test I graded. I explain to her that “cooked” is a common word for “finished”, meaning that the test was successfully completed at possibly a hundred percent. I then decide to make fun of her, but I am not sure how. I start to make fun of the word “fantabulous”, but it seems she agrees with me that the word is idiotic and apparently would not use the word either. From here, I wake, having to use the bathroom, with a vague memory of the lyrics to “Wake Up Little Susie“, which I haven’t heard in years.

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This dream contains, intriguingly, six common forms of waking symbolism:

1. Bed recognition waking symbolism (a subliminal awareness that my physical body is in bed and asleep, and as such, is a real-time dream state indicator).
2. Toilet waking symbolism (a biological indicator that I need to wake up and use the bathroom, which is why the toilets in my dream were not usable - and note also that my “bedroom” was in the area where a large bathroom was in real life).
3. Water lowering waking symbolism (a common type of waking symbolism which has several layers of meaning including a biological need to wake and rehydrate).
4. Doorway waking symbolism (the personified preconscious, in this case my landlady from years ago, transmuting into my emergent consciousness due to her beginning to agree with me, is also a type of coalescence waking symbolism, but I only typify it as such when it is a more dominant factor). A doorway typically symbolizes the dream’s exit point, though may also serve as a trigger into lucidity. I first realized this when I was four years old.
5. Alarm clock waking symbolism (subliminal until briefly after hypnopompia).
6. Failed flight waking symbolism (subliminal). As I have already explained hundreds of times since 2004, “failed flight” (and waking symbolism in general) has nothing to do with so-called dream interpretation and is unrelated to real life other than when literally extant (environmental influence) or premonitory (such as my dream of the missing Malaysian flight shortly before it occurred).

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The potential staircase reinduction symbolism remains unused. This is validated by the graded tests being downstairs (deeper into the dream state) and my dream self acknowledging this by saying “finished” (that is, my dream is finishing).

Relevant lines from “Wake Up Little Susie”: “The movie wasn’t so hot, it didn’t have much of a plot” (meaning that my dream was not that involving or interesting); “We fell asleep, our goose is cooked” (failed flight waking symbolism in a very clever “hidden” thread, which has happened many times in the past); “Wake up little Susie”. (Note that my wife goes by Suzi.) The lines “The movie’s over, it’s four o'clock” relate to my dream ending at about four o'clock.

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Started out at nighttime in a room that had a door leading to a balcony. I wasn't a specific character, but rather a watcher looking at it all like a movie. Inside the room was a group of friends, males and females I believe? Though mostly males. So we are focused on one guy wearing white clothes, he's curled up on a couch and trying to sleep when we see another guy sneak up and raise his leg as though to stomp him. My sense of fear increases because I think he's about to be murdered. But then he stirs and the image like flashes as though we've blinked, then the guys switch positions and we see our main fellow about to stomp the man who snuck up on him who is now sleeping peacefully in the same position our confused main character was in. This seems to confuse and frighten him so much that he starts screaming and keeps his foot suspended in mid air. So then he runs off and we see a bag on a table and then someone unzips it revealing a guy in a joker costume and someone else is trying to shove a person dressed as batman into the bag as well. The joker guy said there's plenty of room for two! and then we panned over to the right, where a man was a bit drunk or something so he ran into a mirror. Except it wasn't a mirror, it was a reflective window that shattered and he went out of it. Plummeting to his death I'm sure, but perhaps not because I don't really know how high up the building is. So then we pan over to the right, outside on the balcony where our main character is sort of leaning sideways on the railing but laying on the floor as well? He has a leg on the railing and two arms over it, his head is swaying slightly as I suppose he sleeps. Behind him, someone comes up and does the same raised leg maneuver and once again the bodies switch and our main character gawks in horror as he realises what he is about to do...again. So the other guy is just like, what? and our main character just stumbles a bit and runs back wards into the main room. Dream End.

2017, 07-26

Let It Snow
I wake up in my own bed, a false awakening. I get out of bed and dress before going to the other room. I look out a window when I don’t see my mom around. She is outside with Max, throwing snowballs at Max, and the entire ground is covered with at least six inches of fresh powdered snow! Bearing in mind that I live in a desert that almost never sees snow, definitely not in the hot summer in July, I go outside immediately and get involved with throwing snowballs at my mom. We get in a big snowball fight and are having loads of fun when I wake up.

This was another false awakening, and I get out of bed and wonder how seeing all that snow didn’t make me do a reality check. I dress and go to the other room. Outside the window I see that things mostly look as they usually do except for some snow that is in the shade under the trees in our yard. I wonder why my mom didn’t wake me up earlier to see the snow since it’s such a rare event. Then I wake up for real.

One Life to Live
I am in an office that looks like it belongs to some executive of a big company. I see some other people in there, and one of them looks familiar. He looks like Asa Buchanan from the old daytime soap opera One Life to Live. He is doing something with a letter and looks up at one of his people, who looks like a hired goon. He says those fools will never worm out of this now, he owns everything they have. I think he is being an asshole and bullying someone so I go over and take the note right out of his goon’s hand. It is a forged document giving Buchanan Enterprises full ownership of some business. Asa asks who I am. I tell him it’s not nice to cheat and I tear the letter to shreds. Asa gets mad and says I shouldn’t have done that. I say he can’t threaten me. He says his hired goons will take care of me. I tell him I’ll kick their butts if they try anything. He says there’s no way I could do that. I grab the arm of the goon closest and twist it, flipping the man to the ground. I say I can do what I want. One of the other goons shoots me right in the chest. Nothing happens except I have a hole in my Assassin’s robes. I say that’s annoying, I like these robes. I see Asa’s shocked face before I wake.

I was trying to pick out a shirt but couldn't find the right one. As I kept looking my dad began rushing me and telling me that my younger brother would pass his exams and I would be left behind. His comparison angered me so I just put on a green stripped shirt and left the room.

Afterwards the scenery feels kind of distorted and JadeGreen pops up into my dream along with Manei. I become semi lucid than and watch as Manei leads me and Jade around a wooden cabin where a big grumpy woman is inside warning us to stay away from her property. Jade and I separate after I spot a mini golf course in the woman's yard and I fly to it, hoping to have some fun but I end up being chased away from it and find myself in front of the cabin. The scene changes to a dessert town now where cartoon characters keep appearing out of no where.

I than see Manei exit the cabin following what seems like her parents. As she is following them I have the urge to go with them but than someone, probably my mom asks me why I made that decision. I say because I don't want to leave her on her own cause she could need my help. Last thing I recall is a scene unfolding of college kids at a campus who are upset at their teacher for canceling the class without telling them a thing and a interview of two students on the bed about what they thought about the consuitary program at their college campus. They mentioned my school and said they thought it was bad.

*XD Consuitary isn't a word but that's what I heard.

Castle In The Sky

I was walking around what seemed like a office maze with little girls guiding me. One of them than pointed to a cardboard cut out of a Jonas brother they called Jonah and said he needed help.I became aware it was a dream than and thought maybe the girl said that because Chester from linkin park committed suicide. They than pushed me into another area where I found a journal with words in it. I couldn't put them together though.

I appeared in my old room thinking I had woken up from a nap after that and left to find my older brother next to my father who was fixing something on the floor of the living room."Can I borrow your headphones?"my brother asked but I said I couldn't let him cause I was going to use it. So he wouldn't ask again I went back to my room and saw my younger brother. He was telling me something I can't remember but as I was listening, I looked to the blanket, jumped on the bed, than looked out the window to the yard that had a beautiful bright field."Am I dreaming?".I than got closer to the rectangular window and put my feet out on the roof of the shed that was near the window. "I don't know why dont you find out"my younger brother said. "If I put my feet out on the roof and fall down I might die. If I jump out and try to fly around I might end up falling to my death too. I dont want to make a dumb mistake that ends up killing me but If this is a dream..."I than got close to another window and leaned out of it touching another roof top.. "Im gonna jump than since your not really stopping me." I said than got out more. The roof top I was leaning on collapsed though and I began falling after I spotted a sink under what I was leaning on. "Hellllp meeee!"I shouted.

Eye than appeared and flew me up but it looked like we were inside another house. I thanked him than looked around to see I was in a dim lit bedroom where a faded figure tried to enter Eye. "Weird"I said than walked away to find myself in my old house again where my older brother and father were still together. "Im going outside"I told them than left the house to find that the sky was kind of pink. I got the feeling it was going to become sunset because of it.

Tossing away the thought of the sky, I walked on the sidewalk and began to sing a song that would summon Dawn. However, as I turned the corner the streets became crowded with cars, bus and people. I shouted for assistance to get over the crowd and felt a girl run behind me but my attention was brought to the sky again. The sky was painted purple with gray clouds,and lightning. There was also a grey/red castle floating in it. "That must be our destination"I thought than asked the girl if she could carry me there. She said yes and began to lift me up as she barely hopped over a white car. "Sorry, it feels like I dont have control"I said. "You can do it. Give it another try"she responded. I than thought about us having no obstacles such as gravity and she leaped over a yellow bus with me and into the sky where we made it to the castle. Her form than changed into Dawn and I took notice of some older women/people. The castle only looked slightly like a castle on the inside and more like a ordinary home/waiting room.

One of the women who had a straight forward personality there handed me a Blue Folder Filled With Index Cards and told me to read on dream images. As I sat on the couch and looked inside I saw that there were different information on separate sections of the folder. Dream images was interesting but I was more interested on dream guides. I than pulled out an index card that had a list of words that were key words to understanding what a person thought of their guide.Such as like, know, love and hate.I didn't read the rest of the list though cause I began to look at a index card about dream images. There were different kinds of blue fishes on the card I was looking at. Since there was no words but images I assumed it meant that although the fishes looked the same there were parts that made a fish unique. Like the size or teeth of the piranha. I than closed the folder and got up and asked another woman who was slimmer "how do you know when your about to wake up?". She than looked at me with a slightly exaggerated face and said "what do you mean? You've been in the spirit world for too long?Oh no, quick. Try and see if you can wake yourself up before its too late". I shook my head and said "no" but than the other woman who was kind of chubby approached me and said I should probably go. I than looked to Dawn and grabbed him when he was about to move away. "Ill go after Dawn hugs me but than I said "just kidding. I dont want his hug". They than looked at me surprised and asked why. I said because he wasn't really Dawn to insult him than tried waking up.

I was now non lucid watching a movie of college kids trying to figure out what to do to fix a situation. As I watched them I poured cinnamon onto a cake with already cinnamon hidden in between and was eating it happily.
Until I woke up and realized I had no cake.

I don't remember much about this.

I was upstairs at my parents house and my brother was acting like a zombie. Although he didn't seem to be an actual zombie, I still felt fear as if I had to run away. It felt as though we were playing some kind of game.

After somehow tricking my brother to get by him and go downstairs, he began to follow me. Since he was acting like a zombie, he didn't run, so I could easily get away, but I needed to get the nail clippers from the living room before leaving, which gave him a chance to catch up.

I just managed to get through the side door as he entered the kitchen. I locked the door just as he was about to push it open.

Leaving via the front of the house, just as I thought I was safe, I realised that he was opening the front door, which was unlocked. He followed me onto the street and I wasn't sure where to run.

I awoke around this point.

I didn't record this dream and don't recall much of it.


I had seen or become aware of a life-size Hatsune Miku doll; maybe from the Internet. I wanted the doll, but there was only one and someone had already bought it.

For some reason, I had the ability to travel to another time and location, which would cause my timeline to split, so I decided to use this ability to steal the Hatsune Miku doll from the person who bought it. I had no guilt, since the buyer would still be in the original timeline where the doll wasn't stolen, so he wouldn't know anything about what I had done.

I don't recall anything about the process of stealing the doll; only being in my bedroom with the stolen Hatsune Miku doll on my bed. The bedroom was entirely different and far more luxurious than my real life bedroom; it had several windows and two doors, and was more colourful and spacious than my real life room. I also had an awareness of layout of the surrounding rooms, and had the sense that I was in some kind of videogame where I had yet to explore some of the rooms.

More interestingly, the Hatsune Miku doll had become an actual living Hatsune Miku, and she was lying on my bed waiting for me!

I pulled down her skirt to reveal her black and white striped underwear, and continued to remove this as well. Under her underwear, Miku had an unnaturally light and clean appearance. I took my position in missionary over her and started to have sex. She was easy to enter, yet silky smooth and super tight; I knew this was going to be good!

Before I could continue, I realised that the lights were on and several windows and doors around the room were open, allowing people outside to see what I was doing, so I got up to close the windows and doors in order to get some privacy. However, I woke during this up before I could return to the action. Very disappointed.


Note: I'm a pretty big fan of Hatsune Miku in real life, but I don't really find her to be sexually attractive, even after seeing a life-size version of her in PlayStation VR.

Part 1: "The Gnome Village of Neptune" (non-lucid)

Thousands of years in the future, I was aboard a space station being given a tour of the facility by one of the high ranking crew members. The station was spacious and the walls were brightly lit in clean shades of sky blue and white; gravity was normal. The crew member was showing me a room in which they verified the AI systems of the self-aware robots to ensure that they wouldn't explode or otherwise pose any danger to the space station and its crew.

After concluding the tour, we returned to the main hallway. I was to be sent on a mission to Neptune for a week to gather research data. The crew member pressed a glowing green button to call the elevator, and I saw two other glowing buttons; a red button and bright yellow button. I recognised the yellow button; it was a bomb that someone had accidentally left attached to the wall. I pointed this out and advised that the bomb should be removed, as it seemed likely that someone would accidentally hit the bomb button by accident when trying to call the elevator, but the crew member seemed unconcerned by this.

At the top of the elevator, I entered the pod that would take me to Neptune and departed on my own. I contemplated a boring week sitting on an uninhabited rock gathering data, but my expectations were wildly subverted.

Leaving the pod on arrival at Neptune, I found myself in some kind of fantastic gnome village that looked like a scene from Alice in Wonderland. Beautiful golden sunlight pierced dense trees casting odd spots of light over the dim village. I was a giant compared to the village and could easily step over the houses, hills and paths. As I walked through the village, I turned to look at what I had passed and felt compelled to take a photo of such a rare and beautiful scene, but was disappointed that I had forgot to bring my camera, so I decided to use my phone instead.

As I left the village and emerged through the trees into the daylight, I became aware that I was in some kind of theme park; the gnome village was simply a model village in the park. There was no-one to be seen and the park seemed to be closed. A concrete path lead to a junction that split off to the left. There were shops and fast food outlets to my right. I heard a roar that sounded like a lion down the path to my left and was fearful that the animal may not be contained since no-one seemed to be attending to the park, so I decided to continue straight on away from the sound.

I suddenly felt hungry and decided to try one of the fast food outlets. The outlet was bare with the appearance of a dirty diner. There was a table at the end with two different hamburgers on it. Customers were supposed to choose a hamburger, then take it to the counter to get fries, a drink and pay the bill. A customer in front of me took one of the burgers, but neither of the two burgers looked very appetising, so I declined to take the last one. This was followed by a false awakening.



Part 2: "Angel Hand" (lucid)

I awoke in my room to uncomfortable feelings of waves that seemed to pulsate through my head. Peering through the darkness to my right, I thought I could see the distinctive pattern of my wallpaper, but was unsure if was an hallucination caused by the strange pulsating sensation. I reached out for my tablet out of concern that may have lost it after recently taking it somewhere, but immediately recognised the feel of the screen and confirmed it was still there.

Feeling off due to the pulsating waves, I began to suspect that I may still be dreaming, so I jumped out of bed to check. As I walked naked down the hallway, the motion sensor failed to trigger the light. This was my first sign. I flicked the light switch in the hallway several times to verify I hadn't accidentally cut power to the hallway light, but still go no response. Strike two. Continuing through the living room and into the kitchen, I pressed the button for the bright cool white preset. The kitchen lights came on, but instead of the bright cool white I had expected, the bulbs were a dim warm incandescent tone and were producing a strobe-like flickering effect. I was definitely dreaming!

Note: my kitchen lights can produce a dim warm tone in real life, but none of the kitchen buttons are configured to do this, and the strobe effect definitely wasn't normal).

Returning through the living room and hallway, I decided to go outside in search of others. Since I have better things to do when dreaming than dress myself, I left my apartment unconcerned by the fact that I was still completely naked, and walked along the balcony to the door of the next apartment. The dark of night made it difficult to see, but I immediately spotted a group sitting around a table through the clear glass of the door in a well lit lounge.

As I knocked on the door, I realised that the door was already unlocked and open, so I just entered. There were several people lounging around; they seemed to be a little bit younger than me; perhaps late 20's, and I didn't recognise any of them. They seemed shocked to see me entering their apartment naked. Their reaction caused me to hesitate for a moment: "What if I wasn't dreaming and I really had just walked into my neighbours apartment naked?". I wasn't fooled though; the room layout was completely wrong so I knew it had to be a dream. Even so, their reaction nevertheless compelled me to reason with them.

Guy: "What's going on!?"
Me: "... I'm... just looking around for some fun..."
Them: "What do you mean!?"
Me: "I... This... is a dream... We're in a dream! We're lucid dreaming!"

I stuttered these words, but the group behaviour suddenly shifted as I revealed to them the nature of the situation. Social barriers dissolved and people began to strip naked and get intimate with each other. I felt slightly awkward and wasn't sure how to react. Additionally, the disproportionate ratio of guys to girls left me out of the action, but then someone made a suggestion:

"Let's go next door! The girls are always up for some fun over there!"

Prompted by those words, I left the apartment and walked along the balcony to the next door with the group following behind me.

The brightly lit room could be seen through the glass door. I knocked on the door and was answered immediately by a middle-aged woman. Instead of a home, the apartment was a spacious brightly lit rectangular office with white walls, grey carpet and no windows. To the right were four corner desks pushed together in a cross arrangement and a large empty area to the left. Each desk had a computer, paper, folders and lots of other typical office items. There were women sat at three of the four desks who appeared to be office workers.

The office girls seemed to know why we were there; the nearest one directed our group to the back of the office, which lead to a narrow corridor with three open doors down each side. Through each door were identical looking small square bedrooms, brightly lit by the pale white afternoon sky through a large window on the opposite side. I could hear music playing softly from radios in some of the rooms, and had the sense that the rooms were used for giving massage. I walked down the corridor feeling excited and remembered to rub my hands together to prevent myself from waking up. I entered the last room on the right and waited for a girl to arrive.

A moment after entering the room, a young naked Japanese girl followed me in and greeted me. She switched off an orange lamp near the window, which caused the room to appear cooler due to the natural light from the misty sky outside. I followed her instruction to lie down on the bed, and she began to rub her naked body against mine. As she did this, the radio abruptly stopped playing, which caused the girl to become agitated, and she stood up to fix it. As I waited for her to return, I continued rubbing my hands together in an effort to maintain the stability of the dream.

A moment later, the radio began to play again and the girl returned to resume the massage. Simply rubbing my hands together suddenly seemed silly in light of the fact that I had a naked Japanese girl over me, so I began to rub the soft skin of her body instead, which seemed to be just as effective and a lot more fun! Knowing that the dream could end at any moment, I struggled to get my clothes off (I don't know when or why I had suddenly become clothed; my dreams can do weird things like that).

Once my clothes were off, the girl started giving me the best hand job in the world, which was briefly interrupted when the radio stopped playing again. Before the girl was able to get up to fix it, I told her that the lack of radio didn't bother me, so she continued the hand job and the radio started playing again by itself a few seconds later. Within a few moments, her hand caused me one of the most intense orgasms of my life, which forced to into another false awakening.



Part 3: "Angel Hand: The Aftermath" (non-lucid)

I awoke in a small bedroom. There was a wall to my left and several beds to my right. The room was brightly lit from a window at the far right end and had light blue wallpaper. The door was immediately behind me and had been left open. I had the sense that my friends were in the house and had been sleeping in the other beds in the room, but they had already got up.

I awoke facing right on the edge of the bed and noticed that the dream orgasm had caused me to shoot across the wall at the end of the bed. Out of concern that it would damage the wallpaper and my friends might see it, I immediately tried to wipe it off with my hands. I then went to find somewhere to wash my hands.

The house had several bathrooms, but most of the sinks seemed to be broken or unfinished in odd ways. In one case, there was only a tap, plug hole and pipes, but no actual basin around it to contain the water. I eventually found a sink that seemed to be in a reasonable working condition, but awoke again before I could use it.

After the real awakening, I was very surprised and happy to discover that this was not a wet dream, despite the intensity and realism of the experience.

A lot of what I see people complaining about on this forum is the fact that their lucid dreams don't last longer than 6-8 seconds, or that they find that they instantly wake up after becoming lucid. This is the brain's natural reaction to the dreamer waking up- as lucid dreaming is the product of your conscious mind is waking up.

As a child, I had no idea what lucid dreaming was, but I found that in moments of extreme discomfort or panic within a dream- such as when I was having a nightmare or such- I was able to wake myself up by turning to face the monster and shouting "I don't want to have this dream anymore!" This was the "Nightmare escape button, if you will.

The act of realising that you are within a dream is often what causes you to wake up- as the main function of a dream is to keep the brain and body in a hibernated state so that it can heal itself etc. In other words, The sole purpose of a dream is to keep the dreamer from waking up.

Even when, within the dream, I make some idle comment such as "I'm dreaming, aren't I?" or "Is this a dream?", I will often shake it off. Another time, I realised that

As an adult, I find that my nightmares rarely revolve around anything as obvious as monsters- so it is, in general, much harder to work out that I am dreaming. However, things that have been known to trigger this realisation are:

- The inability to read. While I have succeeded in reading towards the beginning and end of dreams- i.e., when I was about to wake up, or I was only just falling asleep- the rest of the time, the part of the brain that processes writing is fast asleep. In many cases, the inability to read has been what caused me to realise that I was dreaming.

- Strange clock faces Once in a dream, I looked at my clock and was shocked to realise that it was all blurry. i couldn't tell the time at all. This was what lead me to realise I was dreaming.

- The ability to fly This is a tricky one. While there are plenty of times in which I have happily accepted my new superpower as fact within the dream, there have been a few times in which I looked down at my crossed legs and realised it was an "unnatural" flying position, or looked down at my bent and misshapen legs and realised that I was dreaming. Other times, I have experienced the whooping sensation of falling in the pit of my stomach- a sensation I thoroughly hate- and have found that I ended up closing my eyes and willing myself to slow the fall. It is there, suspended in midair, that I realise I am dreaming. Then, suddenly, lucid dreaming allows me to fly as fast as I like, but without any of the unpleasant side effects that come from speeding.

25Th, went to bed at 1:00am-7:20am:
D: Saw my phone time fucking up and C said I'm probably dreaming, I did a reality check and realised I was. The proceeded to ask politely ask my mother to make it morning, she did so but it was still too dark just a bit so I said afternoon and she did. Thanked her and left, but didn't get far I believe because the light flickered and I got fearful and woke up.
FA: Something felt off here so I did a reality check and went lucid again and found myself in a hospital of sorts, went into a room and liked the lucidity so much that I wanted it to be clearer so I started touching the chair and walls. It instantly made my sight clear and I felt more in the dream, just to make sure though I saw a drink and asked if I could have it. Nobody answered so I took a sip, it was disgustingly spicy! Sadly it looked so good though, with swirls of yellow in the pink liquid and clear on the bottom. Anyway, I said some shit about needed to become a vampire to fight a vampire and a guy came in and lead me to his home just near the place. Soon as we got outside though, the light flickered and we rushed to his house and got inside just as a madman flung himself at the door. He said don't let him in, so I locked the door and said I have more strength than you as I kicked against his shoving against the door. It finally swing open after I said that and I stumbled back and woke up.
FA: Nope, still asleep I found and that was alright because I was about to go do something but I woke up again.
FA: Oh ho! I thought I had awoken, but no I was still dreaming when I did a reality check. That was fine, I remembered before that I said in real life that I'd try to move on past nightmares if I had another chance. So I went downstairs in my current home and went to get a drink. Stepped outside, but got kinda scared and went back in again. Went upstairs and saw him outside near the home from my mother's window. Said something about people should wake up, but then I woke up.
FA: woke up again and was like, man what a dream and then did a reality check and cursed my string of false awakenings, dream end with a rooster crow.
FA: another false awakening that ended quickly when I did a reality check, the rooster crow just before I woke up.
FA: into another false awakening, reality check and irritation with rooster crow at the end.
FA: another false awakening, reality check, me asking mom if she's real and rooster crow at the end.
FA: once again another false awakening, but after it I finally woke up for real.

"Have a lucid dream tonight!"

"How to Lucid Dream in Five Minutes!"

I would be the first to criticise and clown videos titled as such since I know - from 8 years of experimenting - that lucid dreaming doesn't work that way. But this morning, I had a lucid dream in about 10-15 minutes. I had only 20 minutes left before I had to get up and get ready for work, I wanted to get just some extra shut-eye because my sleep was messed up by a Series of Unfortunate Events. What I did in that 20 minutes was focus on FALLING ASLEEP. That's really all I was thinking about. I wasn't thinking about an anchor or what I was going to do in the lucid dream that would follow. My anchor by the way was me alternating between focusing on the breath(meditating) and staring through my eyelids; whichever was more comfortable in the moment. I just made sure my primary focus was falling asleep.

I was having powerful hypnagogia until I felt my body able to move. It's like a visualization but more 'real' as in you can feel the senses better in the visualization. I got out of my bed to find a young woman more or less 19 with a white t-shirt and black yoga pants laying in my bed giggling. The ended there. So yeah, I had a 8 second lucid dream.

Onward and Upward

Morning of July 25, 2017. Tuesday.



I am in an unfamiliar room, though of which may be implied to be of our present home on W Street. There is a miniature two-storey mansion near one wall. Its appearance is unfamiliar. Still, I recognize this dollhouse as a known possession by way of a fictional backstory. It is big for a dollhouse, coming up to about the height of my waist when I am standing, though my viewpoint relevant to its size changes, especially in the last scene of my dream.

I study it for seemingly a long time. I sense the presence of my family but I mainly focus on the rooms of this intriguing miniature house. I also study the outside of it, noting every detail.

The main scene involves looking more closely at the back of the dollhouse as I turn it around, into the rooms on the second floor. There are three windows on the second floor of about the same size. I reach in through a window to turn a light on. The lights in all three rooms come on when I do this. I clearly feel (though cannot see from my position) the miniature light switch as a small bump that I push in the opposite orientation. It seems to be near the top of a flight of stairs.

Eventually, I am aware of an unfamiliar black male to my left. Curiously, I do not see this stranger as an imposer in our home. He seems cheerful. I do not learn his name (or recall it if it was given). He talks a lot, but I cannot discern most of what he is saying. It borders on gibberish, but I do eventually understand some phrases. I know some of it relates to Leonard Bernstein and a certain supposedly rare record album of his.

Looking through the middle window of the dollhouse, I see a small wooden box on the right, its shorter end adjacent to the window. Upon looking closer, I experience joy upon seeing what appear to be a number of copies of “Science Fiction Adventures” arranged vertically and facing the window. (Science Fiction Adventures was an American digest-size science fiction magazine, published from 1952 to 1954 by Science Fiction Publications.) Curiously, they seem to be of normal size (even though this would not be possible to resolve with a conscious viewpoint).

I see the rare record of Leonard Bernstein that the male was talking about. It is in a room on the first floor in the back of the dollhouse, seen through the middle window. Even though it is miniature, it seems it will be of normal size when I give it to him. At this point though, it seems to be (or change into) a thick paperback book. However, he tells me to keep it, as I start to consider that he may be homeless and have no place to keep it or to read or “listen” to it. After trying to get him to accept my gift, he still seems cheerful but declines.

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• While an aquarium (not a feature of this dream but included here for contrast) is a real-time downsized model of the unconscious mind while sleeping, a dollhouse is a real-time downsized model of the conscious mind while sleeping. This is validated by my dream self turning on the three lights (with one switch) in the back of the dollhouse, which symbolizes activating the parietal lobe (somatic sensory association area). This is additionally validated by my augmented sense of touch upon feeling the miniature light switch at this point. Somatic senses are sometimes referred to as somesthetic senses, with the understanding that somesthesis includes the sense of touch, proprioception (sense of position and movement), and (depending on usage) haptic perception. The main difference between a dollhouse and an aquarium is that an aquarium is related more to induction, although typically, less water in an aquarium over time is a transmutation into waking symbolism.
• The supposedly rare Leonard Bernstein record was on the first floor in back of the dollhouse, which would be analogous to the occipital lobe; visual cortex. (PGO waves are a feature of human REM sleep.)
• Additionally, the “Science Fiction Adventures” magazines symbolizes imagination as potentially sourced from within the mind model (as critical thinking skills are only extant when awake).
• This dream’s personified preconscious (the presumably homeless black male) follows the lifelong established rules of this dreaming component. There is no conflict as I have already activated the waking symbolism by turning on the lights (which symbolizes increasing neural activity in real time in the last stage of the waking transition, which also makes my dream more vivid).
• As the lights in the front of the dollhouse on the left of the first floor are not on in most scenes, this may be analogous of the preconscious seemingly speaking gibberish for the most part. (Language processing has been linked to Broca’s area.)
• The miniature light switch is near the top of the stairs (from the first floor); “the top of the stairs” being analogous to the emergent consciousness (a precursor to waking up), as in hundreds of other dreams I have decoded since childhood. (Scott suggests that consciousness “emerges” at the top of a hierarchically ordered nervous system. Scott compares the hierarchy of the nervous system to a flight of stairs or the rungs of a ladder. “Altered Egos: How the Brain Creates the Self”, page 126, sourced from “Stairway to the Mind” by Alwyn Scott.)
• I might assume that the Leonard Bernstein record (though which may be a book in the last scene) is a facet of the transpersonal interconsciousness. The soundwave of a musical recording might be analogous to brainwaves. (By analogy, Leonard Bernstein is a conductor. Different neural activities will produce different brainwave patterns)
• Here is an unexplainable surprise: The personified preconscious in this dream turned out to be of a precognitive thread (This is often the case, but I do not always include it in an online dream journal entry). This “same” black homeless male was across the street from our house later in the day after my dream. (Neither Zsuzsanna nor I approached him.) This is a very rare occurrence and I had never seen him before.

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Date of Dream: FRI 14 JUL - 2017



Dream No. 153 - I Want To Go Out With Mum

I remember starting off the dream at some arcade place at Knox City Shopping Centre, I forgot what specifically happened though. The dream made it so dad, my brother, Tito from SML, and I were going into the cinemas but then I never had the intention of going. So the dream split us in half, dad and my brother went in and Tito and I didn't... Instead, Tito walked off somewhere, never to be seen again.

After I was done in the bathrooms, I wanted to try and find my mum. When I did find her, she was in a normal mood but then her face was absolutely red. I said to her that I really wanted to go out with her but then she said she wasn't in the mood. I don't remember if anything else happened in this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

-1-A portal opened up next to me with a woman on the other side. The environment on that side was covered in snow. It appeared at first to take place in the Middle Ages, however I had thought that it could prove wrong later. She said,
“Can’t you hear the fireworks? They’ve been incredibly noisy.” I said,
“No, they haven’t been heard in this dimension.” After a little more dialogue, I entered her world, and she said,
“You’re in another dimension.”
Me: “Yeah, I got that from the portal opening.” I can’t remember exactly what she said, but later, she said something about “fruitlick beef” or something. In the dream, I was then suddenly eating at a table with her. There were people all around at other tables eating food. I got out a notebook so I could write down all the wacky food I may come across in that universe.

-2-A game where you were this blue thing that had that had the shape of a portion of a sphere, and you had to ground-pound your spot to keep every one of the other things out. You would have to repeatedly pound to kill all the remaining enemies. In this dream, I had a false awakening, where I was irritated because my lamp had failed to turn on so that I could write down a bunch of stuff in this dream journal.