At first, I dreamt that I was in the front yard of my friend (Z)'s house. Our dads were sorting our clothes, yelling at us and getting rid of what's "inappropriate" (Basically just crop tops and shorts of any kind.) I remember there was a dark blue crop top T-shirt with three rings near the bottom, which would expose the stomach area. (Z)'s dad said, "Oh, hell no." And threw it into the "inappropriate" pile. I also feel like I remembered seeing a long sleeved crop top with a Disney character on it, like Winnie the Pooh or something. At one point, other people came, and we were all trying to sneak away from the piles of clothes. I remember it was pouring rain at this point. We were pretty successful, until I realized that someone else needed to escape. My American history lessons must be leaking into my dreams, because, at this point, I ended up helping a runaway slave. He was in his late teens or early 20's, with short hair and (I think) a light blue, button up shirt. Although the rest of the environment was modern (cars, etc.), the guy that I was helping looked and acted like he was still from the 17 or 1800's. So, my mind decided that we were in the 1700's, although there were still cars and modern streets all around. We got into a car, which had an interesting design. It was wide and rounded, reminding me of something out of The Lorax. I'm pretty sure that it was red, and on the inside, the levers and stuff were a lot longer (easy access?). The doors were also different; the hinges were around where the middle of the windshield would be, so it was... Interesting. He drove for a bit, quickly and recklessly, to go north quicker. After a few minutes, we realized that if someone saw him driving, they would report him as a runaway. Because of this, we switched spots (while the car was still in motion), and decided to pretend that he was my slave to avoid suspicion. I think I woke up at some point in the middle of this dream. I had another dream, but all I remember is that I was walking in a forest, on some kind of quest. There were patches of snow, and a path, which led into a cave. I don't remember any of what happened, but it was I nice environment.
The first dream happened the morning of the 25th. The dream memory was pretty jumbled when I woke up, so I am reconstructing based on memory, voice recording, and a bit of creativity. Earthquake / Movie Series I was trying to ride a bike, but it wasn't working correctly. A device I was looking at told me to visit two locations in town due to recent "embarrassments" that happened. My brother went with me to check out one of the stores. I recall seeing some items such as old gameboy advance SPs, UFO stuffs, etc. Thinking back, it reminded me of a souvenir shop. Next thing I recall I was in a shed behind the house I currently live at, when suddenly the ground started shaking fairly violently. I walked outside and the earthquake got serious. I could see the ground moving and I had to crouch to the ground and try to hold on to something. I then saw what looked to be a tree in front of the house topple over completely. I heard it crack and snap, and saw the top of the tree disappear out of sight. The earthquake stopped, and I went to go investigate. My family stayed back in the shed for some reason. Turns out the majority of the tree was still intact, but a large branch had snapped right off and was lying in front of the tree. Suddenly it started pouring outside. I had the feeling my family was just about to leave the house to go visit my niece and nephew. I went inside the house for some reason, and on my way up the stairs I noticed it was raining indoors! Like a minecraft glitch or something the rain was just straight and consistently falling from the roof, yet there was no visible holes showing the outdoors. I noticed how odd it was, then I saw the window was open, so I shut it, even though it didn't fix it. I went to my room and it had a layer of water on the bottom. It was also raining in this room as well. I started lamenting my computer as it had to be toast now due to the water exposure. I grabbed whatever it was I went into the house for. I then explored the house further for more damage and found myself in what seemed to be an attic. Again, it had a layer of water on the floor, so it was flooded. I noticed 3 distinct holes that were just spewing water. One spot looked like a drainage pipe that just came loose, so I pushed it together and it was fixed. The other two were a hole in the floor and one on the wall. I then noticed what I figured was either a hot water heater or otherwise a pipe of some sort. I turned off the water flow and let it drain a bit I opened the hatch to get inside and walked on in. I patched any further holes I saw inside these pipes, but on my way out a family member must have noticed the door open because the door suddenly shut and the water valve was turned back on. I then drowned due to the rising water level inside... Suddenly the perspective changed and I was watching the character that died, and he looked just like Jim Carrey did in Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind(Which I just watched the night before. Good movie, recommend). I get a glimpse of the character's funeral which included the typical black dresses, weeping, etc. The family was mortified. I then saw the outside of the home again. I'm just observing whats going on, and I see a few white statues gathered around the yard. I thought about how I could have shared with the family what I was doing before trying to fix the leakage. I then blamed myself for causing my family so much grief. Even though the character, or me, or whatever was dead, I was still walking around like a ghost or something. Feeling guilty, I left a message for the dream wife explaining what happened and apologizing for being an idiot. The white mages I saw before approached me, and called themselves dead poets. They invited me to join their group, under the condition that I abandon my old life and never contact them again seeing that I'm dead. They did recommend staying for the burial. They told me I would not be seen due to the SEP. (Somebody else's problem, an effect from HHGG that causes people to ignore the supernatural as if it wasn't there simply because they couldn't possibly be bothered to see it.) I replied that I kinda sortof made a scene my leaving a voice message on the wife's phone. They laughed it off and said that couldn't possibly have any effect. She wouldn't hear it, or it wouldn't have any ramifications, etc. They were wrong. My dream wife saw me immediately at the wake and chewed me out for "faking my death" and "Being an asshole" and "betraying the family..." RIP. She accused me of having an affair, that I didn't love her, etc. what a mess. The next dream happened the morning of April 26th, after my sleep cycle ended. I recalled no other dreams, so I set my alarm to snooze. Still no dreams. Back to sleep, and that's where this dream comes in. Tragically, I immediately lost many of the dream's details once I woke up, and even with grabbing the voice recorder right away, I could not recover many details I wanted to. TOTY / Lucid The dream was very hazy. I found myself floating which is a normal dream sign for me. I commented that I must indeed be dreaming, since this only happens in my dreams. I instantly became lucid, but I really wanted to stabilize the dream. I wanted to make it more vivid, make sure it doesn't end soon, and to increase my control in the dream. I did the nose plug RC and I could breathe well. I noted how unusual this was, since usually when doing this RC I have to struggle to breathe through the plugged nose, but this dream it worked as if there was no blockage at all. I did indeed stabilize the dream to where it felt vivid, but I couldn't fully engage my senses. I was there, but it was not as good as it could be. I started on my list of tasks I would like to accomplish. Step 1, teleport to dream house. One goal is to make my childhood home the center of my dreams. I want most dreams to start there, and I want it to be a hub to visit various persistent dream realms and projects. Anyway, I don't remember how I got to the dream house, but I recall seeing a table and thinking with expectation that I would spawn in a fantasia hat. This hat would allow me to make inanimate objects come to life and do what I wanted them to. The hat did not appear at first, so I then tried putting my hand in front of me and covering my sight of the table where I wanted it to spawn. I then said it would be there when I lowered my hand, and it indeed was there! The hat felt very fake though. The color was more purple than blue, and it was smaller than expected, so it didn't fit my head. It just sat on top. I made a small object come to life. It floated, it glowed, it made sounds, but it didn't do any chores. I then tried it on a vaccum cleaner and a broom. While it did work, I noticed each object earned a small black attachment that signified it was being controlled by the hat's magic. I then went exploring in the house, and found it was a mixture of 3 homes I have previously lived in. My logic was clearly not as it should have been at this point because I exclaimed several times how accurate things looked while at the same time fumbling throughout the place like I didn't know where I was going and the layout didn't make sense. I was sortof trying to recreate my dream house as I was walking around and it didn't quite work. I recall going upstairs looking for my old bedroom and I found 3 bedrooms that shouldn't normally be there. I was exploring my old bedroom and noticed it had purple paint on the walls and it was nothing like the appearance of any bedrooms I have had before. I did notice my old comforter on the bed though, so that's interesting. I did actually see the hallway and my older brother's bedroom upstairs as I remember them. The bedroom had a blue carpet and was empty. I called for my dream guide but she didn't show. I tried summoning her around a corner with no success; I called her name, and random children and pets showed up. I actually called out the name Melania at first before catching myself that her name should be Sarah. I ended up going back downstairs and I saw my two brothers eating a pasta meal, and I was going to sit down with them but the only open seat was covered in pasta..
I am with another person in a deserted building complex behind a locked gate. We have been there a very long time. We appear to be trapped. There is another person within the complex who is hunting us. It becomes evident that we are his prisoners. We run down the staircase and into the parking lot where my car is. I have a folding baby stroller with me that I put in the backseat. It is very windy. The person with me is making a lot of noise; I begin to hope the wind masks the noise enough to keep us from being detected. We get in and start the car but decided not to charge the gate. We have nowhere to go. We exit the car and go back into the building, which is now very dark. The other person is still there, within the building, hunting us. The building has many multi-levels and he could be anywhere. I try to ask "Google" about the layout of the building and the search reveals many secret entrances and new floors. I see this information as a way to buy us some more time to hide. Dreamt 3/13/2017
I am with a group of people, we are listening to the guitar solo from "Goodbye to Romance" being played by Randy Rhoads. It is a beautiful experience. Among those in the group is Garry Kasparov, looking as he did in back the late 80's. He is sitting down and reading something from a laptop or newspaper. Randy Rhoads is also there in the group of people, but it is not clear if he is playing the solo or listening to the recorded version along with everyone else. Ozzy is not there. Dreamt 3/11/2017
I am playing a game of one-on-one basketball with some black guy in a strip mall parking lot. The parking lot had been converted to a court. I am doing jump shots, lay-ups, and hook shots. It is very realistic; I make some of the shots but also miss some - the dream corresponds exactly to my skill level IWL. At one point the ball goes flying over to where a mailman is. He catches the ball and throws it back to us. When I catch the ball I notice it is larger than before and is covered in a velour material, as though someone put a sweater over it. The cover doesn't fit it right on the basketball; it begins to loosen. Eventually a sleeve comes loose and dangles out, revealing that it is indeed a velour sweater. Dreamt 3/10/2017
So, this is my second Dream Journal post today, because I ended up going back to sleep later that morning for a nap. First I slept on my back after doing some meditation. I had some dreams but didn’t remem bird them. All the Channels I remember I was typing on my lap top. Typing dreams I guess. Typing away on there. There was some audio that kept coming on. Maybe a sports broadcast. My Dad kept coming in my room and setting up a T V. it was a big T V. My room was a lot bigger, too. “Now we can watch all the channels!” said he, excitedly. Hiding There was one scene where I was kind of on our back deck. And I saw the back yard neighbors window open. It was black. But the mom was out there and some kids. I was behind some wall kind of thing. I felt the need to hide. Not sure why. Maybe I realized it was fine and I could get up. But I remember really really hoping they wouldn’t see me! More Lap Top Funny I would dream of my Lap Top a lot. I was typing more on my lap top. I REM ember that the blue headset wire had pulled out. In waking life this causes my computer to blue screen so I was like, oops. Maybe I don’t need it in because I hadn’t been listening to anything. I remember I was at a podium this time. Maybe more audio kept coming on. I think someone was telling me they did something for me. I remember tilting the screen to get the words to appear better. As if there was a glare. The screen was red orange with black text like when f.lux is on a high setting. Forgotten parts I thought there might have been a part at my Nana’s room or something. I tried to store some details in my head but later, after the FILD, found I had forgotten at least some. Vibrations I started to get some vibrational sensations like I might Dream Exit Induced Lucid, Dream. I tried to amplify the ringing but it didn’t go anywhere yet. As I did this I realized I might forget the previous dreams. I told myself I formed a strong enough memory. Finger Induced Lucid, Dream Yeah! So Then I randomly got the idea to try Finger Induced Lucid, Dream. I think it was the fingers on my left hand I started to twitch. I felt something happen I never felt before. It was hard to describe. I will have to pay more attention to it in future attempts. But something like a bright light in my head. And some sensations. Twitching my 2 fingers felt different too. They started to move super fast because I was probably twitching my dream fingers. Back in bed I was back in bed. Or so I thought. I figured the Finger Induced Lucid, Dream had done nothing. But then I noticed another sports broadcast playing. That wouldn’t be playing in my room since I didn’t leave it on. And no one was home. So I felt like taking a little chance that I was in the dream world. I’ve heard of this before. During Wake Initiated Lucid Dream for example. Someone being in their bed, and it seems like its their physical bed, so they’re afraid to move. But really it’s a dream and if they open their eyes its going to be a dream. Snow?! In my Room?! I started to feel snow fall on me. This seemed normal at first. (LOL) I opened my mouth and let it fall on my tongue. Yep, snow. Then that also made me think this might be a dream. So I decided to roll onto my back at least and take a peek. Getting Up First I was on my back. My low back felt stuck to the bed but everything else could move. I got to where I was still stuck on my lower back, but I had fallen onto the floor. Or teleported there. I still wasn’t totally sure it was a dream. Maybe I was just getting up. I willed myself to stand. It was kind of like flying a little, more than using legs and arms to get up. I still had my eye mask on within the dream. I had to remove a few layers of cloth until I could see. They kept appearing once I removed the previous one. Invisible One thing I noticed was the objects in my room kept going invisible. My room was laid out like waking life. Shelf in same place. Desk and lap top in similar place. Even my Dream Journal chair in same place. Even my dream body would blink into invisibility, then become visible again. I noticed this when trying to check my hands to verify it was a dream. I had a hard time believing that I hadn’t just gotten up out of bed physically. This will prove it! I eventually found my lap top and opened it. There was a VLC kind of icon on the task bar, but more to the left than in waking life. I tried to open a note pad file. My goal was to type myself something and then see if it was there later. But the more I noticed the difference in the computer, I was already sure it was a dream. Morphing Keyboard What really sealed the deal was the key board. It was smaller and had more tape on it. Also I remember looking at the letter “D”. It was like where “W” in waking life. But I did the good old double check letters and the “D” became an “S”. The rest of the letters morphed, too. Popped Back I thought of checking out the window or something but the dream didn’t seem that stable. Everything was going invisible and stuff. After I was looking at the key board more I thought, “You know how I will know it’s a dream? That thing will happen where my consciousness pops back into my body in bed. So that’s how I’ll know.” And then that happened. Notes I was really excited to get my first Finger Induced Lucid, Dream! It was hard to believe since I never entered a dream that way. But I guess the Finger Induced Lucid, Dream teleported me into a dream. Very cool. Thanks for reading!
I bought a submarine at some sporting goods store and I'm looking for a place to launch it. My wife suggests I try the water over by a Lowe's. I tell her the lake is too shallow, and it doesn't go to the sea. I look over to my left and see an ocean of water in the distance my wife is pointing at: "What about that?"she says. In a flash, there is water all around me and I am adrift on a skinny canoe. The water is dirty. Other people are in boats not far from me. I approach the shore, climb out of the canoe and walk through the shallow water. As I do this, the canoe suddenly turns into a thin tube and opens at both ends. I push it under the surface of the water as I continue to walk toward the shore. A snake appears and enters one of the openings. I carry the tube with the snake in it onto the land and drag it to a tree. The snake then crawls out of the tube and coils into a ball beneath the tree. It has a long pointy nose like a viper. It suddenly launches itself at me like an arrow, but misses. It then rematerializes beneath the tree in a coil and prepares to launch at me again. I am paralyzed in the tree and cannot move. It never strikes me to my recollection, and eventually I drift from the scenario. Dreamt 3/9/2017
Well, my insomnia’s back. I made 4 questions for myself. One, What do you think causes your insomnia? Two, describe your experience of insomnia. Three, What would your ideal night of sleep be like? Four, why do you want better sleep quality? Then I answered those so I am going to go back over question one piece by piece and see what I can change to see if it makes any difference. Sleep Cycle One Pokémon In my first round of dreams, I had this thing about Pokemon. Some legendary Pokemon and a way to hack the moves. They had moves called S 5 and S 6? I remember a legendary trio but they were dream originals. The map went off somewhere maybe by a lake. Memory just on the tip of my tongue. Cheese There was a Something with a rich guy wanting us to eat cheese. There was a little hardened cheese left in the dish. It was like he demanded I eat it. I kind of forced myself to. Aunt Butting In There was something with my Aunt. My apartment was flooded with water but it seemed normal. Like its normal to just swim down the stairs and stuff. I was blocking my Aunt out. It seemed like she was butting in. Someything Else There was somehting else I put on my voice recorder but its not on the top of my head. Sleep Cycle Two After some insomnia I actually did fall asleep. I found myself in a dream and became pre lucid. But the dream checks didn’t conclude in lucidity. The rest of the dream was interesting anyway. Computer I was on my computer. A task manager kind of program popped up, and it played music. It looked like it was doing a virus scan. The music it played surprised me. It was just an instrumental but it didn’t seem to go with the program. Eventually it said 14 threats were removed. But one was remaining. The thumb nail of the program had a picture of santa claus. I had to remove that one too. It said the word alert. Pre Lucid Eventually I got that program to close. The task bar at the bottom was like my dream the other night. In fact, my dream the other night came to mind, and I was like, wait. Didn’t I dream of my task bar being a little different like this another night? (The start menu was moved over or missing and it was just different.) At first I doubted it but I decided to finger palm test. I pushed my finger through and it seemed like my hand was solid. I felt my finger between my bone of my hand but figured that was normal in Physical Matter Waking Consciousness if I push hard enough. Also a little dent appeared on the back of my hand. But I figured that was normal in Physical Matter Waking Consciousness. It made me think finger palm tests were just too dangerous. But I would do a nose pinch breathe test anyway. So I did pinch my nose. I also covered my mouth, to be thorough, and try to breathe. My conscious mind was very active within the dream. Too bad I didn’t actually become lucid. Air passed through. But I told myself I must not be covering the whole air passage. So it couldn’t be a dream. It’s not a dream I looked around my room. I remember seeing my window without curtains. I saw the dark night outside. But light was on in my room. I considered flying out the window. But I was like, nope. It’s not a dream. Downstairs I went downstairs. The lights were on. I was going to the fridge. I hadn’t brung my orange glasses. I sat at the table. I think I was eating food. But also there was talk of some kind of lottery thing. Randy I was back in my room then. I was on the computer again. I think I got sleepy. But I wanted to wait to sleep until the task manager thing was fully done. This way if I got up in a hurry to write my dreams, nothing would block me. Something was playng about American Idol, which I haven’t seen or followed in over 10 years, thank FHQWHGADS. Don’t need that kind of thing. That fellow Randy was talking about something. I was so annoyed even to have the vibration of American Idol in my space. I quickly shut it off, thinking, “I don’t need this.” Hug! I went back downstairs. There was a woman my age. It didn’t seem out of the ordinary for her to be there. My Dad was there too. I went outside. She was just getting ready to go for a jog. It was like midnight. She said it was for her lucid dreaming practice. I guess she was doing a really extreme Wake Back To Bed which involved going for an intense jog. It made sense. Then we were talking. I felt like we knew each other. We ended up hugging. I did a smooching sound a few inches from her face because I wanted to kiss her. But then we just kissed on the cheek. Then I realized we’d kind of just met. So kissing that soon might be too much. I walked up my driveway and I guess she went out for her jog. Dorms I went up some stairs and I was in a college dorm. It was a women’s dorm. But suddenly I assumed I lived in a room in the women’s dorm by myself. The reason for this was that I had moved in with a girlfriend into that dorm room. But then she had left, leaving me, a guy, living by myself in a room in a female dormitory. It made lots of sense! Party I was at the door with a guy from college. My college room mate appeared there too. I figured they must be my room mates. We went in the room. There was music. It was like a college party. I was annoyed because I wanted to go to bed. My bed had white sheets on it. White with the square lacing, that has the square texture. Two people were on my bed. This seemed normal since it was a party. Lots of other people were in the room, and there were other beds, also with people on them, hanging out. (The people on my bed weren’t doing anything intimiate or anything just hanging out.) I used a funny hip hop phrase in asking them to get off my bed. I repeated it a few times, in a hip hop tone of voice. They got off my bed. A female with dark hair kind of smiled at me from the corner of my eye, as if she appreciated my joke. I was thinking the hoolgans would notice I was sleeping, and shake me awake. Something about lucid dreaming came to me mind. I wanted to play my audio I play when I fall asleep but it seemed the music would drown it out. False Awakening I had a false awakening where I was recording my dream in the dark. Only every sentence felt like it took forever to say. I was like, theres no way I can say every sentence. I may as well go write it out. Overall Notes Yeah, insomnia. Blah. I was in bed and probably sleep by 9 the first time. I gotta see what I can do about this insomnia (without drugs).
No recall on Day 74. I did remember some figments of a dream on Day 75, but having to take the puppies out kinda wiped that clean from my memory. Day 76 is where I finally had and held onto my dreams long enough to record them on my phone. I also think my awareness practices are becoming stale. I have a feeling I'm not doing them right at all. Then again it could just be that feeling of fatigue associated with ADA, along with the stress of having to write a two page essay (Still not done yet), so that's...good. Day 76: Fell asleep at: 10:30 PM Woke up at: 7:00 AM A storm rolled in before I went to bed. The streets were flooded, my brother was outside recording the whole thing, and bright flashes of lightning illuminated my bedroom (Along with my Super Mario Galaxy poster, but that's besides the point). It was a bit difficult to fall asleep, thunder and pounding rain kinda got in the way. Funnily enough, recall has drastically improved from my last outing. Dream 82: Inferiority Complex My mom is driving into the church paring lot when she sees what is supposed to be French people in the parking lot. She talks about they have so many interesting things they're doing, almost in an envious tone. As if I were being compared to them, she looked back at us. I rolled my eyes at her conversation. I don't like it when I'm being compared to another person, especially those who people think are superior to me. It felt like a very real dream. Dream 83: Top 5 Best Trucks In Zombie Apocalypse Media A sort of "thinking to myself while making stuff appear" dream. I was thinking about the top five best zombie survival trucks, because of course. In the list were a taco truck, a regular ass pickup truck, among others. I then went over the reasons why trucks were the best option, none of which I agree with now that I'm awake. Dream 84: Inside Rick's Supposed 'Shelter' I saw a house in the distance. It had a large tower diagonal from it, which was spewing water. I went inside. In my mind, I thought it was house belonging to a guy named Rick, who apparently built it for the sake of surviving the zombie apocalypse. Inside it was flooding, an inch of water on the floor. The house was brightly colored, almost like a children's' play area. All around me water was spewing from every angle. I saw a black cage where my two puppies where, I went over to pet them, but I didn't think to get them out. They were sopping wet from the water. I also saw my dog Apollo not too far away. I pet him and scratched him under his chin, and looked back at the pups. Dream 85: Dreamviews Dream Some vague imagery of me using the Dreamviews site. Nothing much other than that.
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