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Just a fragment and some short dreams but really trying to work on dream recall!

-in the mountains, beautiful mountains

-I was at a Taylor Swift concert, I got front row. TW was singing and, at one point, held onto my shoulder and sang to me. I was sooo happy and was thinking, "if only I could have gotten a picture with her, but oh well, just this memory is enough!" and then she went back on the stage and started singing a song by another artist.

-there was a group of kids and a male swimming instructor. All the kids were black girls and had matching hair and bathing suits. The swim instructor told them to do front flips into the water, and one by one they did, except for one kid who wanted to show off. She got a running start and jumped so far she ended up reaching the ledge on the other side of the pool and crashing into it.

It has been recommended to (1) increase awareness, (2) critical assessment to waking life, and (3) memory capacity. One of the ways to increase awareness is through meditation, something I am familiar with since I have been working on lucidity. In collaboration with meditation, knowing dreamsigns that occur in dreams and in waking life also increase awareness.

What I shall dedicate myself to for more lucidity is the following:
(1) 10 minutes of varying meditation (either breathing or the [LINK_TO_ANCHOR]Dream Yoga awareness meditation suggested by Sivason[/LINK_TO_ANCHOR])
(2) Reality checking a recurring dreamsign

Number (1) is impressive as there are meditative methods, before Western science has its eyes on lucidity, to practice in waking life for preparation of lucidity. While this is obvious to many people, I find dream yoga to be a unifying theory of diverse meditative methods for lucidity. It is more critical for me to have a paradigm to work with rather than a splitter of ideas to work from.

Number (2) is important because I notice that in my dreams I don't have my pesonal monologue. In my waking life, I like to think to myself and play with ideas when being idle. In dreams, I don't have my essential psychological process from waking life, and I noticed this during my second lucid dream & my meditation. Therefore, I need to do a reality check when I notice I am not talking to myself.

This is a lot of stuff to work for lucidity, but I always find this stuff rewarding as even if I don't have a lucid dream at the end of the day I still have wonderful dreams to work from.

I was in some underground facility with a lot of other people. The whole place resembled the ISS space station on the inside, but we weren't in space. My dream is a bit hazy due to me waking up and falling asleep back into the same dream, so the story is split into two parts.

Something happened to where the whole place was about to blow up, and everyone had to evacuate the area as soon as possible. I could hear explosions everywhere as we all ran, and people everywhere were scrambling to the exit. Something happened to where me and some other guy who looked to be in his 50s couldn't make it to the exit in time, and the air-tight giant doors were sealed shut. The guy told me to follow him so we could find another way out. We eventually found two washing machines in what seemed to be a laundry room and the middle-aged man opened the door to one of them. There was a piece of aluminum taped onto the back wall of the inside of the washing machine, and he ripped it off without hesitation. A small hole was revealed with a tunnel leading to somewhere and the 50-year old man jumped in feet first. I did the same, and we both crawled our way through the cylinder shaped ducts. I remember how cold it was in there, it was almost freezing (possibly due to how cold it was in the real world)! We eventually found a way out and barely made it just in time before the people who escaped earlier were about to close the second door. That was when we heard a giant explosion, but the place didn't come down yet. We then got word that two more people were down there. The man and I decided to go back and save them, but that's when I temporarily woke up.
After instantly going back to sleep into the same dream, I found myself back down in the area that was about to bow up. The middle-aged man and I found the two other men, and together we all ran towards the laundry room with the washing machines. We quickly told them what to do, and told them to follow our lead. For some reason, we all had on black coats this time around, and I assumed it was for the cold air ducts. As soon as I ripped off the aluminum foil and jumped in, I kind of got stuck due to my big coat. I eventually squeezed in, but when the second person jumped in behind me, it suddenly became very crowded and hot. Me being claustrophobic and all, quickly began unzipping my coat and used all my power to squirm out of it. Unfortunately, that's when my dream ended.
(Found out that I had too many covers on top of me.)

I do remember watching the movie, Armageddon for the first time a few nights before I had this dream.

-1-I spawned on a bike, saw an F5 tornado centered on the church building, and tried to bike to safety after walking with C to the southeast. Then, the tornado started chasing me. I continued to bike in a straight line on the same road until I had to stop for some reason. When I got going again, it was in the wrong direction, towards the tornado. I was like, “I’m such an idiot.” Somehow, I biked to an area with a Skyrim campfire, shack, and house. I biked to the house and entered it just as the tornado hit me. Now, the house was trash, and I was airborne. Next the tornado and a guy in a small shuttle thing spawned near the end of the same road. We were nearing the coast, and suddenly a giant plastic had pushed the shuttle thing towards the water with a good speed.
-2-C, some others, and I spawned in new york. We crossed a bridge to do something, then crossed back over. Later, both the Brooklyn Bridge and the concrete bridge we were on were closed.
-3-There were these buses that me and one other person were in. A giant alien was tearing the silver one to try to get to me. It was moving, and it had my scent, so I jumped off and ran back to the stationary, yellow one. Suddenly, young link spawned with Majora’s Mask. Later Young Link and I (who is now Samus) entered the first room of a space station filled with hostile aliens. I shot them all down easily. Link had only 5% health left somehow, so when I shot the container next to him, he died. I then loaded a state to before the aliens were killed, and I killed them all again, this time leaving Link with a lot more health than last time. At the far corner, there was a door that said “Warrior Room”. I decided to avoid that room.
[New (L) Scene]
I was in the kitchen, trying to change my leg structure unsuccessfully.
Lucid Time: 20-40 seconds

Fragment
The program director for the program I am in called me, said my doctor wouldn't be in today and asked if I wouldn't mind doing a video call with him instead.

Morning of January 3, 2018. Wednesday.



My dream begins in an undefined setting. I do not possess any conscious self threads other than a vague association with Nimbin and Tuntable Falls (which I had written about in a recent entry). I am outside, though there are ambiguous shifts where I am also inside at the same time at certain points.

An unfamiliar male of about thirty is present. Apparently, the police are following him, believing him to be carrying drugs. He has a large backpack and some sort of oversized balloon. Eventually, the balloon grows larger and proves to be that of a dinosaur, a tyrannosaurus (though there is no implied threat as it is just a balloon).

Until the last segment, I am not implied to be a direct part of the scenario. However, I am curiously linked to the dynamics of the balloon. When it expands and grows taller, it seems my dream self is also growing larger and taller, though not implied to be seen by the other dream characters.

Somehow, another balloon is present and expands. I believe it is meant to be a rabbit, though there is not that much focus on it.

A third balloon begins to fill with air and grow large and tall, but this time it is a reindeer, somewhat anthropomorphic. Again, I am linked to the balloon, feeling myself growing larger and even hitting my head on the ceiling (though it is not painful) as I watch the reindeer’s head bump the ceiling to my left, even though we are also implied to be outside.

From here, I am annoyed by the presence of RAS (the police) via the preconscious. What started out as the usual return flight waking symbolism (as a flying reindeer is a flight symbol, which truncated the rabbit symbolism of which symbolizes being deeper in sleep) to vestibular system symbolism, triggers an odd level of semi-lucidity to where I am ready to shoot everyone (which symbolizes real-time RAS mediation of the dream state). Bumping my head on the ceiling means a part of my mind is holding me in the dream state, though as I am only semi-lucid, I am unsure of my waking space status and physical orientation. Still, I shoot about six officers in the forehead. They are ducking behind some cover (some sort of flat vertical structure), but I get them one at a time in my semi-lucid waking space. (As I have written in past entries, the association with the man possibly carrying illicit drugs is a dream state potential reinduction factor, as they relate to altering the level of consciousness or unconsciousness.)

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Date of Dream: WED 3 JAN - 2018



Dream No. 256 - Grandpa Returns
Nightmare!

The dream started at my old house when I was planning to go on a bike ride by myself. I envisaged riding all the way to Cranbourne and I would stop part way there to pull out Dreamy WB on the phone and have a lengthy chat with her. I then went to my mum who was in the kitchen. I told her that before officially going on the bike ride; I would check my phone to make sure it was fully charged. I then set off on the bike to grandma's house which is also my current house. I saw my grandma but forgot what she was doing.

I then went into the backyard and saw my dad doing some paving work with a radio playing in the background. We spoke briefly and then he came up with me to the laundry. He kept nagging me to bring these snacks with me called “Fix-its”. I said to him “Dad, the more times you say something; the less likely I am to do it”. Then I walked off into the dining room when I peered my head into the front room and saw my first unusual sight of the dream.

I saw an old man with white hair standing near the heater, facing the wall. Slowly, he turns around and starts approaching me into the area where I was. As soon as he enters the dining room, he just stood there; a smile slowly bending into a creepy shape. When his smile had reached the widest point, he says in a muffled tone, “how are you?”. I was completely paralysed, thinking to myself; “how the **** are you still alive?”. This dream felt so real, I didn't even think of calling for help. Rather, I gave the loudest, most high pitched screams until I was forced to wake up.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- Five Nights At Grim Reaper's (wake up from a nightmare 5 times)
>> 1. Woken by the creepy SML puppet (145)
>> 2. Woken by a counterfeit Ms L. in the garden (166 B)
>> 3. Terrified by torture device about to be played on the radio (229 A)
>> 4. Woke up from painful overwhelming spider bites (232)
>> 5. Woke up from terrifying sight of deceased grandfather (256)