non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening Lunch or dinner with Jaime. He is a rich guy now. I meet him at top of a tower, we're supposed to go out to meet other couples at an Asian restaurant, but he stays behind to watch some fireworks from the tower. I go meet the other couples at the restaurant, because we are the hosts. We all need to choose our menu at the counter and then sit on designated places. Jaime is still not coming. Driving down a street with my cousins in the car. I see a line of processionary caterpillars at a garden and a little dog getting too close to them. I stop a bit further ahead and make a u-turn and go look for the dog to rescue him. Then I see a couple with children and that dog, sitting on the grass having a picnic. There is also other people around and the caterpillars are moving on the grass between them and no one is noticing. I ask for their attention. The guy from the couple turns to me in anger and reveals a demonic face. Scares me for a second but them he calms down and listens to me. I ask if they know about this caterpillars and how dangerous they are, they don't, I explain and everyone freaks out. Some boy says they are piling up and he covers them in paper or plastic and sets them on fire. I turn away as the animals shriek in agony, but I tell myself it had to be done. Then I leave. I am staying with school colleagues at some type of hostel. First nothing seems to work, the whole place is in the dark, but I find the main board with the switches and turn it on. Don't understand why nobody did it before me, the guys are a bit embarrassed. I check where is my bed, we are staying in mixed shared rooms and I find out I will be sharing my bunk with Jaime. I leave a note on his bed just saying hi, because he hasn't arrived yet and then go out. At lunch time I meet with some friends and they ask me what I have done to my hair. I don't know and look in a mirror. I have bangs and short hair and I think I look pretty cute. Later my dad and some others are visiting me and he brings Bernardo. Outside I hear some dogs growling and I go check. I think one of them is Faial who belongs to Jaime. I worry about him coming in with his big dog because of Bernardo, but actually Faial is growling to bring attention to another street dog who seems injured and afraid. Some people step in to help the dog.
From Mid-May 2017. I have no idea why I never actually published these. I am in my 12th grade math classroom, being taught by my art history professor. We are taking an exam. I am nearing the end; I am reading the questions and I recall them going as follows. Who Discovered Art History? a) Jonny Depp b) Bob Ross c) Peter Parker d) Captain Olimar Who Discovered the person that discovered art history? a) Jonny Depp b) Bill Watterson c) Scaramouche d) The Tumblr Community In what year did Mt Vesuvius erupt disrupting art history? a) 2006 b) 6 c) 16 d) -1 For one of the questions I have to draw a comic strip and am given two whole pages to do so. I remember the comic ends with a picture of a wolf with a robot leg chasing a chicken with sunglasses and an army jacket and the words "Benny Hill Music Plays" Written on the background. I go to hand in my exam but my professor says she thinks I was cheating, saying that I had my notes from the midterm on my desk. I remind her that the exams are not cumulative. She says she will let me off the hook for cheating only if I come over and help her file her taxes. The dream scene shifts. I am on a high hill above a seaside town. By the sea is a point and a bay with a large old fortress on it. (Reminding me greatly of a miniature version of old San Juan). "Okay now I know for sure that I am dreaming, I do not remember waking up. Time to get lucid!" I say to myself. I do a nose pinch RC and become lucid. But the dream is not very clear at all and I can feel it trying to fade away. "Time to lay down the dream stabilization" I say to myself as the scene distorts and I am now walking along the side of the castle near the sea. I rub my hands together. "Semper Stabelem". The white shockwave spreads out as usual and increases the clarity but not by much. I then tried pinching my index fingers and thumbs from both hands together and made a tiny window, which I then tried to look through. As I did I said "More Details!". Slowly the details on the dream became clearer. I could better make out the texture of the stone bricks of the individual droplets of crashing waves on the sea. I then decided to focus on sounds. I cupped my hands around my ears and said "More Sounds". The crashing of the waves and chirping of birds became audible. The dream was really vivid now. Looks like my dream stabilization ideas were not half bad. I began walking along the boardwalk until I came to a gap where big waves were crashing in. I figured I could just boost across. I ran and jumped and tried to fly but my feet were still dangling in the water. Then a big wave hit me in the side and I crashed against some rocks and started getting pulled out to sea. I knew I was getting into another one of those big waves drowning dreams and figured I just needed to stay calm. I decided to face away from the waves and not pay attention to them. The first one passed over me and I barely felt it. The second one began to encroach around me but I never went underwater. I felt as though I were being pulled backwards in a narrow tunnel of water. I felt confident in that moment thinking that maybe I had finally gotten these waves to go around me but at that moment the tunnel of water collapsed and I was underwater in a void with no sense of direction. I tried looking to what I thought was 'Up' and saw the saturn planet in the sky. I thought that it was making tides and that was the reason this was always happening. I hesitantly took in a deep breath despite being underwater and after a few minutes found I was floating in space. I saw a planet with shifting continents and islands. A giant white fist of energy punched it and made a big crater that filled with ocean. Someone pointed to the two continents and said that one of them was a desert. I pulled backwards and saw the saturn planet with its system of moons. There were six of them. The first; ocean covered with a few small islands. The second an ice moon with a narrow equator of seas. The third; where I was; mostly ocean with two large continents and the big crater rim. The fourth was almost entirely land, dotted with small seas and the fifth looked brown with only a few patches of green. There were two additional moons, a large purple one and a small black one out past that. "The third green moon of [planet's name I forgot], revel in the glory of what the galactic engineers can create." (In where 'Green Moon' is a term for a habitable moon) I continued to pull back and saw a very crowded solar system with about two dozen planets, many of which had their own moons, and the twin suns. I continue pulling back out of the solar system out to see a galaxy and continued pulling back until I was flying backwards through galaxies. I turned myself around (it taking a lot of effort) and saw what I was under the assumption was the milky way coming at me. I flew into the solar system and when I hit earth, I woke up. -+- I was at a rave. Infected Mushroom is on stage but we're also supposed to be seeing Shpongle and some other group that I know was a group that was original to the dream and not one that actually exists in waking life. They are playing part of the track Dancing with Kadafi but with a more modernized sound to it for a bit but then go into this portion that sounds more breakbeat and then onto what I think was a led Zepplin song. Manei and S were there. The song stopped and Amit said that it would be a ten minute intermission. I turned to Manei and S and said "That means there will be another hour and a half set, so let's stay here even if that means we'll be up until one in the morning." S said he was bored and that he would take the car home by himself and I didn't care in my semi lucid state. Amit then started taking questions from the audience and some girl in goth makeup and a black tank top raised her hand and asked something about the drums. This ended in her going onto stage attempting to demonstrate something and playing a really poor drum solo. Erez said that it was good but just needed a few refinements, but the girl was really embarrassed and started crying causing her makeup to bleed. I got bored and we walked back into the front room of the music theatre we were in. They were selling merchandise and food out of a store that was like a small convenience store. Manei wanted to buy something but I told her not to because it would cost too much. -+- I had a false awakening. My mom explained to me about how she read one of those creepypastas about how to preform a ritual. She said that his one allowed you to summon the grim reaper and you had a small chance to learn about the cause or the date of your death, and an even more slim chance to alter the date and cause of death by greeting the grim reaper as a friend. The ritual was easy. You wake up at midnight and light a candle and stare into it repeating a mantra about death. You have to feel for how many times you think is right to repeat your mantra and not lose track. Then you blow out the candle and get into bed and the grim reaper should walk into your room. I told my mom she was full of bologna and told her I would prove it to her by trying the ritual. I did. I got into bed and heard something outside the door and saw this big black boar walk into my room. It was so large that it broke the doorframe as it squeezed its belly through. It had a car engine or some type of machinery very similar to one imbedded into its body and there were mechanical cylinders moving in and out of metal-framed holes along its spine and belching clouds of black toxic smoke. It emanated fear as some people describe monsters and nightmares but I could tell that it was not the grim reaper. The ritual advised that if something other than the grim reaper is summoned, you should keep a religious artifact handy to banish it. I was semi lucid to the point where I recognized it was not a demon, but a nightmare. I reached under my covers and felt around until I found a dreamcatcher and held it up to the boar like a crucifix. It made a squealing sound and turned and ran out of my room. I pondered how I would explain the damaged door frame to my parents and lost the dream. -+- Manei was trapped in an underground compound and working to escape. The situation was something like that of a video game and it required that she spend days navigating labyrinthine underground passages making her way towards the surface and outrunning her captors. In the dream she is wearing an indiana jones costume, and using my variation of my bow. At one point she enters a portion of the passages that looks like my house. I am able to alert her that an enemy is approaching and she shoots him in the knee with an arrow to keep him from moving. -+- I am in my Art History professor's office to talk about my grades. I see that I have gotten an 83% on my exam and realize I don't have to. -+- I am involved in an absolutely massive space battle taking place above a cratered planet. The scene seems somewhat reminiscent of the first scene from Revenge of the Sith. I am flying alongside two other dream characters in small fighters. We weave our way through the battle, but our squad gets shot at by a dagger-shaped enemy warship and of the person on my left gets shot down. The scene ends with us landing in the hangar of the enemy flagship and the dream scene changes to a farm field. Some enemy troops still exist even though the hangar scene is phasing out. The other person who was in my squad who was still alive gets out; he is the Scotsman from Samurai Jack. He used his machinegun leg to kill the guards and the scene completed its transition to a farm. I asked him how he came to exist in the real world and he said that he was actually just the voice actor of the character; but that wasn't what I was expecting to hear. I was more curious as to how a 2D animated character became superimposed on a realistic 3D world. He turned sideways and was paper thin and I thought it was funny. He then said something about "that damn rabbit" and I turned to see a trap he had set up on the farm with an old rifle pointing at a rabbit eating some crops in the field. He said that he thought the trap had not worked because the gun was too old but I suggested that it might be because he left the trap out in the rain and the gunpowder got wet.
So funny story. I had this whole thing written as a draft DJ entry that I never published from a draft state. Then I had another dream (the most recent one) and realized I still hadn't ever published this old one. So I'm publishing both dream journal entries as one. I was with several friends, in some kind of online game, somewhat reminiscent of kerbal space program or space engineers. In it someone had generated or built an empty orbital ring structure around a small planet, and we were going around adding various facilities and utilities to it. I stopped to focus on the section that I had been assigned, adding on several turrets to defend against enemies (which were a major part of the game we were playing) as well as several docking bays. I flew inside of one of the docking bays and landed. The interior was far bigger than I recalled making it, and full of details such as parked starships and crates of supplies. I saw about half a dozen of these large beings, mechanical in nature. They were large, vaguely humanoid constructs with digigrade legs which were small and thin with respect to their upper bodies and arms, and they stood at about 4 meters in height. Two large protrusions stuck out of their back made of overlapping metal scales or leaflets. They looked like white bird or angel wings but the beings seemed incapable of flight at least in normal gravity. On their shoulders were two large disc shaped turrets which would rapidly fire out bolts of orange light and in their head was some kind of heavier energy beam weapon firing out a larger beam of orange light. The most defining feature was how smooth and immaculately clean and pristine silvery white these constructs were with respect to the gritty grays and browns of the orbital ring and the structures we would build as players. I became semi lucid without any identifiable cause, and ironically ended up losing my “creative mode” privileges within the dream, becoming grounded by artificial gravity. I saw the white constructs killing some engineers who were working on some of the starships. Some security personnel came down into the hangar with assault rifles and attempted to gun down the hostile forces but the weapons seemed to have little effect and the machines simply walked forward through the hail of bullets, vaporizing the security personnel with their primary weapons. Shields up. I knew these things were hostile and I knew I would have to somehow defeat them. I started by throwing my fire missiles as usual but these also didn’t seem effective against their armor. Fortunately my fire blasts were so weak that they didn’t even draw the things attention away from the engineers. But I knew they would come after me. I looked around me. There was a ship that looked like a BSG viper, some tool boxes and supply crates. I looked at one crate that wasn’t quite closed, with the lid just sitting over the top slightly crooked. I convinced myself there was a more powerful weapon inside the crate, something I could use to take those things out. Upon actually revealing the contents was a carbon copy of Halo’s spartan laser. “Perfect” I picked it up and began to gun down the attackers with the beam. They seemed more focused on attacking the security personell who continued to spill out of doors in the side of the hangar but one of them did focus one of his shoulder turrets on me for a second before I could gun him down. I remember holding concern that my laser presumably only had four shots yet there were about a dozen of these things. Especially since when I picked it up, it was only 37% charged. But firing the thing only dropped the charge by 1-2% per shot rather than the 25% you get in actual Halo. I lost the dream and woke up. -+- I had a lightsaber fight with a bald four armed woman with purple skin. She had some kind of technology which allowed her to become momentarily phased when I managed to land a hit. Eventually I managed to get hold of some kind of gun and was able to shoot past her guard and take her out of the fight by taking out her sabers. She attempted to run through a crowded bazaar full of unusual aliens and wares where I had to chase her. -+- I was skiing with parents at the old ski resort. I remember seeing a bunch of people there wearing blue and gold coats and creepy masks looking similar to anonymous masks. They were some kind of cult. At some point they brought me on top of one of the ski lifts and started doing this ritual to indoctrinate me into their cult. The dream phased in and out from being on top of some sort of building to being on top of the ski hill. (unstable dream FTW) When they started to indoctrinate me they gave me a mask and all of these shiny rainbow beetles crawled all over my body. It was not a pleasant sensation and I quickly requested that I leave. They then gave me some other bug, like a large rhinoceros beetle who's shell I had to break open and then spread his innards all over my body to drive off the rainbow bugs. Once I had the leader of the mask cult pulled a gun on me and shot me, waking me up. I was strangely apathetic to the whole thing upon awakening. (From 14.2.2k19) I was having a pretty mundane dream about my parents making me have to take care of this woman's dog while she took a vacation. The dog had some kind of mental disability which made it not listen to commands, and needed to be given an insulin shot once per day as well as these large pills which the dog would refuse to swallow twice per day and the dog needed to be fed precise portions of dog kibble at precise times and be let out to potty three times per day, which would have been fine if the dog was actually nice, which it wasnt and the dog took every opportunity to bite, growl or pee/poo on the floor. At some point the mental disability aspect of the dog came into play and (s)he walked into the road and got ran over. I started to fall into an anxiety trap, but managed to catch myself upon trying to remember what the woman's phone number was. I realized I didn't have her number, and that I didn't know her name and that her house was actually MY house. I became lucid and just ignored the dog, it was dead anyway; and just a construct to create a stressful dream, something which was only exemplified when I saw the brakes on my car fail and the car rolled into a street and got crashed into by two cars, one of them a cop car. The cop started to get out of his police car to come and hassle me about the break failure, but I just walked the other way and ignored him determined to set a more positive outcome for the dream. The dream must have lost track of him without my focus because I didn't see him again; and that was my intention. I wandered into the town to explore it. It was an odd mix of OTD and my old and new towns buildings with nice sunny summertime weather to boot. My old Taekwondo studio inbetween a small grocer and a toy store. I saw my old Taekwondo instructor, and greeted him. I passed by a small park or plaza area and saw my deceased grandmother playing dominoes with my deceased cat who had been sized up to a more modest human. Grandmother: "Oh... they're you are. I forget you're one of the smart ones who gets lucid sometimes." My cat turned to me and then spoke with a heavy british accent; in a male voice which was unusual as said cat was a she. Cat: "Meow mix. Cats love it so much they ask for it by name. How come you didn't feed me more of it while I was still around? You were a good owner and all, but now I'm stuck here and I'm due to be reincarnated as a human in 11 years." Me: "You are... wait... [grandmother's full real name] you were Cristian. Do you get reincarnated too?" Cat: "Things work funny here you see..." Me: "and by that you mean this isn't actually an encounter with deceased sprits, just a construct of my mind feigning such things." Cat: "Exactly." I continued to wander about the town, spotting Dante and an incarnation of the Amethyst Man's shop. I thought I might try flying. I took a leap and felt myself shoot up onto the roof of a 2-3 story building, floating back down gently. I took in a view of the town, noticing some larger buildings off in the distance. I was preparing to take off when I spotted Manei. She stood out from the background of the town because she looked like an animated drawing; black outlines and flat colors superimposed onto the fairly realistic and grounded town setting. She was outside a bistro serving to some customers when I lept from the roof of the building down next to her. Me: "Are you... Manei?" Manei: "Hade? Oh gods!" (So this was a discovery I made about a year ago and never brought up. My dream self's name is actually Hade. I always assumed it was "Jade" since Manei speaks with a fairly thick accent. Everything I know is a lie.) She proceeded to drop a tray of hot soup on a customer which proceeded to fizzle out of existence, turning into a wiff of skintone smoke and the bowl clattering to the ground, then picked me up and hugged me. "Where have you been?! I've been trying to contact you forever and I've been worried sick. What's going on up there? ("Up There" refers to waking life.) Me: "Thats a long story." She took me into the back of the restaurant where she shape shifted into an older overweight woman with a chefs outfit and hat. She started to tell me about the job she had taken on working here and explaining to me the various recipes and cooking techniques she had learned, while passing orders to the aides in the kitchen. But it was all Jargon and nonsense given the dream state and I started to be concerned about wasting dream time, checking my hands and pinching my nose to reaffirm my lucidity. When she came to a stopping point I interrupted Me: "Do you mind if I-" Manei: "Go right ahead." It didn't take much to shift the environment. The kitchen equipment and the assistants shrunk away. Manei reverted into her stock form. We were now in an empty room with a single white sofa which we sat together on. I felt the velvet sofa to anchor myself but I could still feel the dream was starting to buckle anyway. Me: "Well its a long story, everything that's happened up top." Manei: "Start with whats happened today." Me: "Today is Valentine's day." Manei: "What's that?" Me: "You don't know. I thought you knew everything that happened topside." Manei: "I don't. I get bits and pieces but its all jumbled and sometimes incorrect." Me: "Well its a holiday where guys are supposed to do nice things for the girls they're in love with. Like buy them cards, flowers, chocolates and jewelry." Manei: "And what do the girls buy for the guys they like?" Me: "Nothing." Manei: "So the girls don't need to buy those things. If they love a boy they can just tell him?" Me: "No." Manei: "Why?" Me: "Honestly, that part's pretty unclear. I think its cause boys feel weak or petty if a girl has to tell them she loves him first and ask him out." Manei: "Why would that be a rule? Who wouldn't want to feel loved?" Me: "I don't know... I didn't come up with these rules." I lost the dream and woke up.
23 feb Out with the buddies & girls at a place that looks far near a beach. In a restaurant with wood and windows, looks like dawn outside. Friends bring 6 pack they don’t want, considering drinking it if they don’t but need to study. We were having brunch, we move over to a larger long table that has a medium and looks like it’s seating around 15 people. Bill comes up to $115 per person? I’m trying to drink al the leftover beers but realize there’s nothing. Everyone’s freaking out as we rush in like. Everyone’s dressed nice. Im in line for fuck knows why and we’re near the front as the frat kids scuttle behind us in a mob. lines veering around a small ascend. Security heavy, the lady gestures toward me and says you can’t wear that black blazer; he doesn’t like that. Friends tell me it’s the line to meet and greet Elon musk. I take off my blazer and am wearing white collared shirt and white slacks. Apparently I don’t look nice enough, I look at friends and they’re dressed just as decent. Ag is wearing a plaid skirt that’s very contemporary. I say fuck this I don’t know or care who or the hell Elon is and sit aside, watch the line from and exit on a stair/4 and vape. drunk asian man rushes outside with door open and pisses, security glaring at him as they poke their heads out. I grab my coats and cuddle with them. Ones too big and baggy and purple. 24 feb The same place as yesterday, but I were sight seeing with family this time Trying to get away from family and sister as they’re becoming a nuisance and they’re looking at empty town houses, looks like we’re in a big rustic city. I wander off to go to a pub to grab a pint Too many people, looks like frat kids shoulder to shoulder again. I make my way towards back patio outdoors. Seems the friends are all outside in another long table seating a lot of people. See our big gay boy and try to maneuver over railing but the waiters glare and friends say they tried but to just go around. I do and sit. Go to bathroom across a 50m grass field I don’t know why and see gal. We chat. I don’t remember where the afternoon took us.
I am in a restaurant with Melissa and I think some others. It seems fairly crowded and a tiny bit cramped. Melissa asks me something like ‘is that her?’, referencing a girl at the table across from us. The table is against the wood paneled wall and full with at least four people. I think Melissa is asking if it’s Reilly. The table is slightly behind me, so I have to covertly turn my head to get a glance. The girl looks fairly similar to Reilly, but seems thicker, more made up, with curlier hair. The group seems to find something funny or amusing; it seems like they are quietly laughing. They also seem to be looking over here, possibly what is causing the giggling. I now get up to go use the bathroom and to get a better look on my way. In the bathroom, I start using the urinal, which is short, low to the ground, and a stainless steel trough style.
I am at work when I discover a huge rack of clothes that need to go back. (This place doesn’t look like work, but more like a store’s vestibule for shopping carts crossed with, now that I think about it, the women’s fitting room that I brought clothes to yesterday. Their rack was very full). Upon closer inspection, the myriad pants? look new, like they’ve just gotten here and are ready to be put on the floor. So I instead enter one of the fitting rooms, instantly disappointed that I do, finding a small sea of tried-on pants left on the ground. I notice a lot of their tags - Levis? As I filter through them, I think I find evidence of shoplifting. I end up finding quite a few fake bills (20s and 50s I think). I hold them up to the light, making the ink on them appear to have been drawn on. This and the crude renditions of the faces on the bills is quite humorous. I am at work? (it seems to be the area above the escalators that is still near the clothes but is mostly now the area for appliances). I seem to be in a large kitchen model. I think there is an island counter surrounded by a large L of counter space and a plethora of cabinets. A middle aged couple and the mom of one of them come over now. The wife tells me she is looking for a cookie cutter. I start looking for her, genuinely trying, searching every single drawer and cabinet, left to right. I come across a total of three circular apple slicers, one of which I offer as the closest thing we have to a cookie cutter. She politely declines, but genuinely thanks me for looking, then tells me to have a nice day and leaves. I consider bringing one of the apple slicers to Dad’s. I now look in a drawer very close to the ground and find a bunch of newspaper clippings. They are ads or sales. One is offering a pizza for a certain price contingent upon you reviewing some place. I see a 13 near the top, leading me to believe that it is from 2013. I also discover a few black shirts - Marilyn Manson and Nine Inch Nails band shirts. They are marked down with turquoise clearance stickers on their tags. I think that Mom is keeping them in here so she can give them to me as (Christmas?) gifts later. I think about how I don’t even really know NIN and how the prices will probably be expired by now. There is also a soft looking, navy blue Grateful Dead shirt that I think is going to be for Dad. Makayla is here now, on the phone, and she asks what we should get for Dad. I tell her I don’t know.
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening It's really early dawn and I go on foot to meet Riverstone at home, but it is totally dark, so I can't take the road down to the valley, instead I hang up at an old house on top of the hill. It's an old stone house and soon I find out it is haunted. I see the ghost of a little girl roaming around and then a couple of bad guys chasing her and she disappears down a hole on the floor to some water pipes. I find some toys stuck in there, a ball, a bunny and something else. Then I hear Riverstone's van approaching, he is going somewhere, but he stops and comes in this house to. Also has some child with him that he is attending to. I surprise them and ask for a lift but then for some reason I stay behind. My dad and grandpa come by with papers and a proposition to make to the tenants of their country house. They don't tell me what it is and the tenant's family comes by, their family has increased quite a while, particularly they now have a bunch of girls my age (actually younger but in my dreams I am always between 20s and 30). They are pissed of with the proposal they say it is 2800€ short. My grandpa starts feeling nervous and anxious and I tell them not to be confrontational or he can have a heart attack. He goes away and I take care of it. I ask what the issue is, but they don't believe I don't know, think I am trolling them. But I conquer the girls trust and they will negotiate with me. Later I spot a boar with a baby coming out from the bushes and I say it with enthusiasm and go take a peak. No one saw it and they don't believe me. I point to the animals and they don't look like boars anymore, now they are dwarf zebras. Then my mom comes by and she asks my help to graft a tree on the outside of the house which we do. She kinda ruins it, but then I fix it. Then I am at a kindergarten nearby where I used to go as a kid and they have a gardener that goes there once in a while to teach the kids somethings about gardening and horticulture. I find it wonderful, want to do the same but I don't think I have his talent to keep the kids really interested.
The scene is at the beach. We're on vacation. Bahar is there, I'm trying to be closer to her but it doesn't seem to work out. I'm at a festival. A few guys from my high school are there and we interact for a moment. Moo is there with me. We seem to be watching a trailer for the festival as it's happening in real time. There's a stage with a huge crowd listening to a dj but only certain people are jumping and dancing. I think it's really fake. I see there's groups of people going through a line where they have to do certain things like dance and jump through hoops or something. I'm inside a building drawing something on a piece of paper. At first it looks really shitty and then it comes out to be really well-drawn. It's a gray balloon.
I am at some small event in some smaller event room. There are people from work here as well as Sage and maybe her boyfriend. I have come here with Makayla; I think it is somewhere in California. Makayla calls Mom to ask if we can stay here for dinner. I say, mostly to myself since she’s on the phone, that Mom could throw us a 20 and it would help. Mom says yes, inciting a subdued bout of excitement. I envision taking an Uber back just as a humorous scenario, mentally gawking at what it would cost if they even go that far. I am seated now, at the end of one of two tables that abuts the other. Against the wall and on smaller display tables are the beers on tap. Each actually looks like its own little machine - they range in appearance from slushee machines to small drink vending machines, etc, each with their own design for the beer within. Evelyn from work is looking at them all, very closely. I wasn’t going to go up and look at them alone, so I take this opportunity. There are some fairly good options, but nothing amazing. I think I see the Sierra Nevada Torpedo. I think there is a porter and a hefeweizen, the hefe in what looks like a pineapple yellow pina colada machine. I think its name is slightly off - actually Heineken or something? I think I decide to pass on it because it seems like a bad imitation of the style. I think I end up with a glass of the Torpedo. I’m now seated again, across from Sage and maybe her boyfriend. The apparent host, a petite, bald, bespectacled man wearing a white apron around his waist, is coming around and jovially making sure everything and everyone is okay. Everyone seems to be uplifted by this quaint man’s demeanor. He takes Sage’s order, which is ‘spare pork’. I now see a plate of it in front of her, three or four generously sized slices of pork. He looks at me now, and I want the same thing, but ‘spare pork’ sounds wrong, so I say instead ‘the same thing’. I notice my drink is a few sips away from being empty. I want to order another while I have the service available, but I also don’t want to ask for more while I still have some. I am working a wedding. I am standing outside and near the entrance gate to what seems to be a large, upscale country club. Everything seems spread out, showcasing the grassy, and in places marshy, land. It seems like a pleasant day. I am holding a fairly big gift bag - it is for the couple whom I just saw but now cannot find. I feel sort of out of place. I want to get this gift to them, but guests keep showing up, expecting me to direct them. A lifted, impossibly white truck approaches; the driver is impeccably clean cut and dressed in an effortlessly classy and flattering suit. Through his open window, he tells me that he likes my shoes. They are my new ones (that I bought at work). I’m also wearing dress pants and a tucked dress shirt. He now asks me where the ‘halfway point’ is, and I hesitate. He asks again, kind of snootily, as if I should know right away. It makes me feel kind of stupid. I then recall an image of a white line on some asphalt, so I tell the man to continue on and he will see the halfway point marked with a white line, gesturing with my hands. To my left, I see the asphalt walkway meandering through and then becoming obscured by some tall grasses. I see men in suits walking with girls in dresses, all pastel colors, and it is idyllic. I now start walking, but I am not on any walkway. The ground is marshy; my feet start to sink enough to get the tops of my shoes wet. Beth has apparently been watching me and asks what I’m doing. I inwardly agree with her sentiment and start to come back. I still want to give them this gift though, so I start again, though this time I seem to be holding onto some kind of ledge and traversing with my feet also on some small lip of something more solid than the marsh. It all seems cramped and small and obscured by the foliage. *It is as I’m doing this that I hear my alarm go off. Mom is in my room and has apparently been going through my stuff, as she is holding up what’s left of a joint in a plastic bag that was hidden in my laundry basket. She seems really upset, mad, or disappointed. I’m not sure why; it’s really not that big of a deal to me. She’s also holding some new clothes she got for me. There are some tank tops on hangers and some red and blue underwear that look more like Speedos. I take them and hang them in the closet; they are a tight fit. I think I’m getting ready to go to class or work. I am in the bathroom with Melissa. I am naked at least from the waist down, and using some hair removal cream? on my pubic region. For whatever reason, I start rubbing it on my lower legs, until it starts to feel like there’s less hair (I didn’t intend to remove the hair on my legs). I tell Melissa I just accidentally removed all my leg hair and she doesn’t believe me. I rub my legs, feeling only skin and stubble.
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening With Zilla and other people. Her German cousins are visiting. She tells me her cousin, for whom I had a crush, is this fat guy with a squeaky voice. He already has a daughter, he is very friendly, but it is a disappointment for me. We are at a fortified town and at night people go indoors and warn tourists about a werewolf, but tourists either don't believe or are excited with it. I am hiding at a high view point of the fortress, I notice some movement, some people are outside and sound the alarm and the creature climbs to rooftops and terraces and tries to escape. I follow it. Goes inside the castle where there is an event happening and people are still there. He attacks and a couple of persons are bitten, adding to the chaos, as at least one starts turning. I hide at a locker room where some ladies are changing, unaware of it, and then a few more people hide and lock doors. I don't want to stay put, as I find an exit leading to an old hospital. It is not empty, it is just quiet, cause it's night and some hallways are closed to the general public, but I dress as a doctor and wander around and no one suspects. Then I can't find a way out and becomes surreal. I hide from some female doctors in an area with rooms or apartments for doctors to rest. They sense my presence but I sneak out from room to room and they don't see me or just have glimpses of me and think are hallucinating. Then I find a secret door leading to a chamber and then another door to a toilet and god knows why, I have to climb inside the toilet and flush to open up a passageway to exit this place. But I hesitate, I am afraid of doing it and look for some normal exit. End up by the side of a bed where one doctor wakes up and sees me again but assumes I am in a dream, so I just lay down by her bed and pretend I am a character of her imagination and wait for her to fall asleep. I finally exit this place. Go to airport where the security stops me and I lose my plane.
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening Friends running a school bar. Not going well, failling at pleasing costumers, lots of technical fails when playing live music. One night I come to help, suggest spontaneous performances, I sing a bit, people start to enjoy and I tell my friends it is a matter of time all problems get fixed and costumers start coming, since there are no competitors. A high fashion model is doing a photoshoot, she is really tired and upset with how it's going. I stay to watch and help her out and realize it's really a hard time for her. She is doing a series of photos wearing weird conceptual stuff, she can't move once its on and they have to carry her up some rocks, through caves, cold and wet places. Then at some point they want her to climb a vertical cliff because everyone else is afraid to do it and help her. I help her and she is very thankful. I watch some adorable movie and since there are now bendable screens, we can get a movie on a sticker, glue it to any surface and I take it to a bench by the sea and stick it there for people to watch if they sit there. I meet some kids with a tiny tiny puppy, they let me play with him, then I ask if they bought or adopted. The girl confesses they bought, kind of scared of my reaction as she noticed I meant it as criticism, but I try to be civil and say it's ok, they didn't know better and explain to them why adopting from shelters is so important and buying animals is wrong. Picking wood for my fireplace near my mom's house, but then head to a hotel instead of my home. My room is full of flour and other cake ingredients all over my bed. I tidy it up.
WBTB when F left for work. As I got back in bed I thought briefly about LDing but didn't MILD or anything. I relaxed and drifted, but right before I slipped out of consciousness I snapped back into awareness and began to feel the waves of vibrations. I was having the transparent eyelids effect and could see I was in a replica of my room. I had some expectation of SP/RA since I've had a few pretty spooky instances of that lately when I've MILDed (or sometimes when awaking from a DILD). However none came, and I started drifting up and to the right. I relaxed and let myself go. Slowly I floated over to one of the walls and when I felt my dream body was free, I pushed off the wall onto the floor and walked down the hallway. I said "lights" and hoped that would work but it rarely does and didn't. I decided to do the thing that almost always fucks up my WILDs and phase through my window, hoping that that would be more successful than walking through my almost pitch-black apartment. This time instead of trying to phase through the curtains (which I always do for some reason), I pulled back the curtains and phased through the glass. It was double-paned with about six inches of separation between the two, so I thought I may have trouble getting through, but I decided to expect it to work, and it did. Outside seemed like my apartment grounds at first, but it became clear that I was in the quad of my old college campus. I floated down (my whole body was engaged, it was a nice and quite physical dream, with some light gravity). I aimed my fall and landed on a nice bush, grabbing it with my hands and balancing myself on it with my feet, before I dropped to the ground. It was still night, and everything was lit by tall streetlamps along the path. One of them had its box cracked open, with the plastic exposing lots of thin red and blue wires. I walked along for a bit and then woke up.
I become lucid walking down my driveway. I fly a little bit to the bottom, then remember that I wanted to do the TOTM: "Ask a DC where he or she is from." I'm at the bottom of the driveway now, and I think that I could go to the house to the left that I had visited recently in a dream. I walk to the house and knock on the door. I can see that the family is all sitting at a table and eating dinner together. (I think there are less kids than last time, but still a lot.) The whole area of the house here is like a screen-in porch, so I can see everything easily. The mother comes to the door, and she is less happy to see me than usual. I apologize for interrupting dinner and tell her I'll leave in a moment, but I was just wondering if she could tell me where they were from. She says, "A dinosaur." Her husband speaks up from behind her and says something about a pterodactyl. I thank them and leave. I want to do the Advanced TOTM, "Walk on the ceiling," so I decide to go to the houses past the cul-de-sac and do that, but I wake up.
#524 I don't quite recall this perfectly nor am I sure what triggered lucidity but I'll try to put the pieces together. I think how it started is with me noticing something about a FA making me wonder if I was dreaming. I do my fave RC, the nose plug, and announce that I am dreaming. Something about saying that and it being true filled me with that old feeling of amazement and wonder. Every time I say this throughout the rest of the dream I am filled with the same feeling. I don't do much because I keep falling back into FA but somehow I keep catching on to it. I don't know how many time I work up to realize it was a dream but I feel like it happened a lot. Maybe that's a false feeling but it seems true. I remember that at some point I watch a dream materialize from darkness. I rub my hands together and examine them for stability. I look around at several people staring at me. It looks like I am in a classroom. I tell them all that I am dream. All of this is a dream. You are in a dream. Some look at me with blank expressions some of them look at me like I am crazy. I tell them I will prove it by putting my finger through my hand. It almost works but doesn't quite get there. I try to think of it as reaching through empty space. I doesn't quite work to my satisfaction. I tell them maybe this is a bad example. I recall another time of trying to phase through a glass or mirror. At one point I clap my hands for stability and am momentarily fooled by an FA. I realize I have been moaning (perhaps not I don't know. I have recorded myself on my sleep app moaning so who knows lol). I think I must have woke my wife. She tells me I was clapping and talking in my sleep. Then I think nope this is typical FA stuff. I never act out my dreams. I relax and see a kaleidoscope of psychedelic geometry and color. I enjoy this for as long as it lasts. I don't know how long. Maybe I lost lucidity for a moment. Maybe not. I now I am walking someplace. I explore my surroundings. I don't quite recall what it was. I continue to tell people I am dreaming but they don't respond. I don't really care. There was more but I forget. I finally wake up for real ( I think) and I feel uncomfortable so I roll to my side. I am confinement I'll renter the dream state lucidly but unfortunately I don't recall anything after that.
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening At a house with a long corridor, like my grandparents' home in Moita. I'm going around locking up the windows. My dad is there. I also have my cats and a cougar. The cougar was raised by us but seems not to like us or the cats, and picks up fights. The cats are afraid and bite me several times. The cougar then bites a cat but lets him go, clearly not with the intention to kill. Still I yell at him and throw him out in the street. A couple of twin old rich ladies, my neighbors, see it and come to rescue the "poor thing". I try to warn then that he is behaving badly, but they don't care as they always loved the cougar. Staying at a hostel, changing the sheets in the bed. Someone caught a mouse in a jar. Go to school and I am looking for my classroom. I am late, Ana Sofia and others also are just arriving. Not many places or chairs available. I sit in the back, can't hear the teacher. A girl in front row is an ass kisser to the teacher. Then in the middle of the students, I spot my guru as a young boy, he is being teased by a indian kid pretending to be fishing. A guy who's been stalking me disappears, but I think he faked his own death and will come back to haunt me again Start dating my childhood crush Marco. We've been flirting for a while, I sit in the back of the classroom and so does he. One day he sits at a piano to serenade me and I sit by his side, feeling warmhearted.
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