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Date of Dream: SAT 13 APR - 2019



Dream No. 575 - Looking For The Wrong Guy

I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was at this unknown place, the first part of the scene claiming that I was in the dream world. There were swirling images of these random, distorted faces on a billboard. The scene then shifted and the dream ridiculously claimed that I was now in the real world. I was to remember the faces from the previous billboard and choose one that I wanted to meet. I couldn’t remember any of them though as I wasn’t aware about the task back then, so I assumed that one of the faces was a girl with a cowboy hat. There was a later part of the scene but I don’t remember a lot about it.

In a later scene, it was pitch black at night and I was at my old house, I was living in the shed in the corner of the backyard. I was trying to switch the light on but no matter how I flicked the switch, the power didn’t seem to be working, yet I didn’t seem to be led into a lucid dream either by this weird phenomenon. I rather decided that I would try and find 18-Volt. I carefully found my way out of the shed and into the dark backyard, calling not for him but rather I seemed to be calling out “Ed Bosco!”. The first three times it was that, then it was just an elongated “Ed!” as I peered my head around brick walls to see if I could see the guy I was looking for.

I found it odd that I was looking for 18-Volt yet calling for Ed. I thought to myself that if I was calling for 18-Volt, would my parents hear me? I had the weird feeling like I was in waking life. Eventually I got upset and distressed when I couldn’t get a hold of 18-Volt. Later on in the dream, I was on one of my local roads and there were the Mario Bros. Killing off each member of the Warioware crew one-by-one. 18-Volt was the last person to be killed off but this was done just before I could reach him.



Dream No. 575
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: FRI 12 APR - 2019
Nap Time: 4:00 PM - 5:30 PM



Dream No. N574 - An Interesting Job

I don't remember what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, I was in this unknown building and one of the university lecturers SA-O was there. There was talk about him being promoted to this job but I have forgotten what it was. While he was going to be away working, he gave the class questions that they had to do from the textbook so they couldn’t have a break either. I didn’t end up doing the questions though, rather, I ended up doing some sort of investigation into SA-O’s situation.

At one point, a lady, who seemed to be his supervisor, came up to him and said that he could either choose from some further work experience at Killester College or that he could go on this retreat with a group to Daylesford. I was saying to myself but aloud, “That’s my high school! I should be the one to clean it!”. In the end, SA-O decided to go to Killester.

In the next scene, I was following after him in my own car. Only though, the place didn’t look like it does in real life. Rather, it was a barren surrounding and the road led to what looked like airport hangar sheds. I don’t remember what happened after this.



Dream No. N574
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: FRI 12 APR - 2019



Dream No. 574 - I Don't Want Your Therapy

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, my mum was badly pressuring me into getting help for my elevator phobia. She was doing the paperwork without my permission and was demanding for me to go and see this psychologist. At this point in time, there I was nothing I could but sit back and cringe, hoping that my mum’s attempt would fail. Thankfully, it ended up failing. The person in the dream rejected the paperwork and said I wasn’t eligible for that type of assistance. I gave a sigh of relief and said to myself “Thank God I didn’t go with MW, I’d much rather have 18-Volt helping me”. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream No. 574
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: MON 8 APR - 2019



Dream No. 573 - Teddy With A Garden Hoe

I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was at home and my mum and dad were insisting that I return to high school but to another one than I was originally at in real life. Not only that, but I would be starting from year 7 as an excuse for ages of full time study. I didn’t like this idea bit I reluctantly accepted. They then left for Apollo Bay and that’s when my grandma told me that the name of the high school was something else. I get upset knowing this and now I say no furiously.

I am then mentioning 18-Volt as I groaned and walked towards my bedroom. Each time I mentioned him, a short burst of his energy was perceived. My parents did come back later on and they saw me home. They had asked my grandma why I hadn’t gone and she told them that I was upset. I don’t remember how my parents reacted to this.

For the next scene of the dream, I was in this unknown suburban area and I can’t recall whether it was within, Australia, America or somewhere completely different. I was heading towards this big house as I was seeking out Edward (Ed) B. Something told me that he wasn’t in the front-end of the house, so it was assumed he would be in one of the back rooms. The weather turned and it started pouring outside.

At one instance, I was hesitant and nervous that Ed would get angry at me because I had supposedly turned up without notice. At the same time, I had to run to the back door before I got completely drenched. As I was trembling at the doorstep, the dream camera peered through the window and into the kitchen and it showed Ed and his friends Timber and Calico (Calico was in his fur-suit, Timber wasn’t) within a big circle of people, talking to each other.

Ed turned his head to the back door and walked up to it to open it for me. I was now nervously anticipating what he was going to say to me. I think he could tell what was going on inside my head as he said that he was expecting me, which surprised me. He was struggling to recall who it was but earlier, apparently someone had spoken to him and had pre-warned him of my arrival. After some muddles and hesitations, he paused, putting his finger on his chin in a pondering fashion and then went, “It was some guy with a hoe”. As he said that, a sub-scene showed a teddy standing on top of a hill with a garden hoe over his shoulder. I gasped in amazement and piped out to Ed, “The teddies!”. The teddies were then indicated to be at the local Kmart store, waiting for my return.

We were still in the very back room and Ed had engaged me in some more casual conversation. Though still, I didn’t have answers for some of his questions. Eventually, he suggested we join the group in the kitchen. Once we joined into the circle in the kitchen, the dream only visually showed the group chattering and then the dream had ended.



Dream No. 573
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: SAT 6 APR - 2019



Dream No. 572 - Separated Sections

Dream 572 A - Continental Market Stall
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I can remember, I was in the car and in there, RC was calling me weird endearments. She had good intentions but I felt very awkward and creeped out and didn’t like these endearments at all. On the streets, when we got out, I was complaining to my brother but he told me to shush immediately as apparently RC would be able to hear me. The family ends up at a distorted version of the Dandenong Market.

The dream ends up skipping to another location but I have to make my way back to the market. I am in a long corridor and it is full of elevator doors. I felt very uneasy about this and was subconsciously wishing that 18-Volt was around to keep me calm. I thought to myself that I had to get past them and hurry before they would open. A couple of students from my high school, EGo, MKa and someone else was there but I even avoided them to save myself.

Finally I was back in the market when I came across Peter (now deceased) at one of the stalls. He was working there and he told us (my mum, grandma and I) that this was his favourite stall, the continental deli. He had a uniform on and was actually serving us himself. I can’t remember anything else about this dream.

Dream 572 B - Drowning In Africa
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I can remember, my mum, grandma and I were apparently going to the poverty stricken grounds of Ethiopia along with a primary school group for their school camp. For the time being, it was just a very small body of water, almost like a large puddle that we had all gone into, even though the water was very dirty. It was then though that the dream changed my perception for this to be a very large and deep lake.

I found myself drowning as the thickness of the water was pulling my down and I was vigorously treading my arms to keep myself afloat. At the same time, I could see the rest of the school kids and the adults struggling as well but they seemed a bit distant and out of the main focus of my sight. I felt really scared, as if I was going to die. I waved my arms vigorously as I called out to the far end of the lake for Dreamy WB.

Dreamy WB came promptly, her hair in a symmetrical afro and wearing her black slit dress. Interestingly, she was actually seen walking on the surface of the water! Eventually though, she submerged up to her neck and swam over to pull not only me but two of the school kids out as well. That wasn’t all though. To a pleasant surprise, once Dreamy WB had gotten us out of the water, 18-Volt came in his Warioware Gold appearance and took three more school kids out. Dreamy WB and 18-Volt ended taking turns until everyone was out of the water, with the three adults; my mum, my grandma and the teacher coming out last with 18-Volt. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream 572 A
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Dream 572 B
Dream Guide: Dreamy WB & 18-Volt
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: THU 4 APR - 2019



Dream No. 571 - Separated Sections

Dream 571 A - Discriminatory Pageant
I don’t remember what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, I was at my high school for another event. There was supposedly a whole school beauty pageant taking place in the library which guests could also be a part of. I was a part of the guest crowd and apparently we had to wait for one of the teachers, Ms Hack., to escort us to the library. For some time, Ms Hack. had not shown up and I ended up going outside because I had to go to the bathroom.

As I was walking across the main courtyard, there was this micro sized green goo-like boy that was standing right in the way of the steps to the footpath. I gently put my hands on him to escort him out of the way but as I had done this, a group of unknown teachers came up to me and started yelling at me, accusing me of an illegal interaction with the supposed minor. I thought I hadn’t done anything wrong as how else was I going to get the little boy to move?

The teachers had walked away but I was still scared that I was going to get into some serious trouble, and so I started to call for Dreamy WB. My calls were loud and spaced, so although I was in a panic, I put in the emphasis, hoping she would hear me loud and clear. A few times I had tried and nothing happened, for some, I had even used her alternate name, Miss T. I then thought I saw her heading out of the year 12 corridor but she looked preoccupied and had the illusion as if she was carrying some books around.

When I noticed her, I no longer called her name but instead, called out some long and exaggerated sound like “heeeeeeeeeeey!” which frantically waving to catch her attention. She finally turned her gaze towards me and then started walking in my direction, weirdly though, she all of a sudden wasn’t carrying the books anymore. She had a very stern look on her face and said in a serious tone, “Don’t worry about it”, telling me not to worry about the prior event with the boy and the teachers and to rather just focus on going to the bathroom. She spread her arms out though and gave me a lengthy hug.

I was then in the bathrooms but the weird thing is that the toilets were over flowing with urine, so much so that it was spilling out onto the floor. I can’t remember anything else that happened in this dream.

Dream 571 B - This Is Not Elvis
I don’t remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, some family friends were at some unknown place and were singing for some of the elderly residents. For the first time, Jayde was singing a song and I could easily follow her. A bit later in the dream though, she seemed to be singing “I Can’t Help Falling In Love With You” by Elvis Presley but then it wasn’t that song at all. It was something totally different and I was mucking up the words massively. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream 571 A
Dream Guide: Dreamy WB
Lucid?: No

Dream 571 B
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: TUE 2 APR - 2019



Dream No. 570 - Separated Sections

Dream 570 A - Lost In The Cemetery
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was preparing for a family-wide celebration; whether it was for Christmas or my birthday. I do recall that I was going to sing a few songs at my other grandparents’ house and was talking about this with my dad at home. Later on, I did some shopping with my mum to see what cake we wanted to pick. At the grandparents’ house, there was a scene with my aunty and my little girl cousin but I forgot what happened in it.

In a completely different scene of the dream, I seemed to be in this unknown but civilised area. As I walked further and further though, the place seemed to become more empty and feel more like a ghost-town, apparently I was in the vicinity of a cemetery. There was then this guy, similarly aged to me that started chasing me and when he got close enough, he was going to throw some sticky, sponge-like thing at me which I was scared of being hit by.

As this was a cemetery, I thought that there would be the presence spirits and God around and so therefore a sacred place, so I resorted to calling Dreamy WB for help as she is the more spiritually-centred guide. I called for her at a frantic pace as I typically would in a stressful situation. No matter how much I called, she wouldn’t come. The guy was getting closer and I could now see him aiming the sponge at me, so I tried calling for 18-Volt; that didn’t work either.

Dream No. 570 - Studying About The Bullied Boy
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was reading my Corporate Reporting textbook. In the next scene, outdoors in the streets of some unknown suburb, 18-Volt was getting bullied by Waluigi. For the first part, I wasn’t in that scene; it’s later on that I actually come into the scene. Then though, 18-Volt also starts to get picked on by 13-Amp. I said something in defence, in relation to my textbook but I forgot what it was. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream 570 A
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Dream 570 B
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: SUN 31 MAR - 2019



Dream No. 569 - Ballsco Is Triumphant

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was in some unknown complex and was interacting with all three members of the Cooper gang, all in their Sly 2/3 appearance. Sly and Bentley didn’t say much but Murray was talking about what was going on inside the glass cage, which he was in as well. Apparently there was a match fix where it was “Edward Bosco” vs “Edward Ballsco”. Murray told me that he was barracking for Ballsco. I asked him why and he told me that he just had a feeling that Ballsco was going to win. As this was supposedly the case, I barracked for Ballsco as well.

Inside the glass cage, seemingly lined with newspaper like in a pet store but not shredded, Bosco was wearing a white business shirt and Ballsco was wearing a casual army-print denim jacket. I couldn’t recall what Bosco was doing but Ballsco’s basketball head had detached from his body and was flying impulsively towards Bosco with a piercing glare from his cartoonified glasses. The impact had knocked Bosco down and Ballsco was declared the winner. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream No. 569
Dream Guide: Murray
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: SAT 30 MAR - 2019



Dream No. 568 - Separated Sections

Dream 568 A - Not The Real Volt
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was in an unknown area, trying to find my way out of this building. Along one of the corridors, I ended up seeing 5 elevators and then a set of stairs at the end. I ended asking Dreamy WB to come and help as I headed up the stairs towards the outside. When I was at the top of the stairs though, I said to myself, “Stop being lazy” and actually went back down in order to attempt elevator practise.

A fake 18-Volt came out of one of the elevators and asked me who I was looking for, I told him that I was indeed looking for 18-Volt. The dream ended before the real 18-Volt could come.

Dream 568 B - A Photo With Fame
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, there were these Santa photos on offer at MYER instead of being with Santa, it was with 18-Volt and this was the case at all MYER stores across Australia. I made the decision to do it when 18-Volt would be at MYER Knox; my dad ended up taking me.

When I got there, I noticed something off about 18-Volt, he was not the real deal. Rather, he seemed very rude and stand-offish. There was a point at which I felt like was getting to the real 18-Volt but the dream ended very soon.



Dream 568 A
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Dream 568 B
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I am being shown future human civilization but not sure if it is on planet Earth. First is just an overview of what seem like an industrial exploration on another planet, similar to Earth or one that has been terraformed.
There is a huge plateau with giant machines like trucks with in built platforms, and they can pick up shuttles and carry them to a place near the edge of this plateau and then tilt the platform they are on, so they are launched into space.
Below this platform, the planet is green and luxurious, but this area is covered in roads, machines, big trucks and shuttles, just like an interface to ship materials in and out of the planet.
I wonder if people live there. And then past this plateau and entering the forest I do find people and settlements. They live in small, almost primitive looking villages, with houses that look like Mayan and Incan pyramids, but then seen from a different angle, they have large panoramic windows, like bioclimatic houses that blend in the environment. They farm, but the way they have their plantations integrated in the natural environment is so beautiful and artistic that it makes me cry. People look like Celts and I wonder if these are just the hippies of this era, yet they have just the right amount of high tech facilitating their way of life, which is very discreet. People are gathering and walking towards a stone path, made with large flat basalt stones going uphill and I am told it's some kind of religious celebration day and they head to some kind of temple. But what I find is an old city, with the old buildings, the beautiful ones from 20th century and before, totally preserved and being used, alongside avenues of old uglier buildings abandoned, in ruins and apparently just being displayed as an open air museum.
I recognize one street as Avenue João XXI in Lisbon, still with some billboards from banks and other institutions hanging behind their glass walls, but the outside is very decrepit, the concrete is worn out, paint is gone, walls look very grey, covered in dirt and metal parts are rusting. Then I am invited to sit at a nice café in one of the recovered building where they serve cookies and cakes from the past, according to recipes they have preserved. But all this left me emotional and I have no hunger. They insist that I sit and just enjoy and they start bringing me samples of cookies and I do feel so much better.

I was scouted by a talent agency or something. The lady who scouted me was kind of reminiscent of beyonce. She brings me to a small room with other idol candidates or something. The lady takes her makeup off and looks like an old middle aged man. Makeup is amazing really. I'm just not into the bunch. I am told by a skinny woman that I have to go through a program or something. She told me to take these pills that are dissociatives. She's trying to fear monger me into taking it by saying I have parasites in the body from ticks and I'm infected by all the monsters from the original pokemon series inside me and that these will cure me. I just put it in my mouth but don't swallow it. She tells me the dissociatives will help me focus. I call bullshit on her and spit it in her face. She shows a eerie smile saying that the drugs are already having an effect as my tongue is becoming numb. Begins to tell me pretty horrid stuff about regarding the beginning of the dream till now and how she'd use me. I begin to run. She chases me in a wild manic fashion and I try to stop her by stabbing her left eye with a needle but she doesn't bat an eye. Keeps chasing me.

wake

-I wanted to face this monster again and had that intention in mind. Maybe the monster telling me to value life. Maybe regarding traumatic event feeling used.

-I think this girl is related to the pervy jester from dream last night. I do admire her unflinching determination somewhat though.

-maybe being told I got parasite from eating sushi or something raw. Took some de.

-scene might be same world as the futuristic dream about digital drugs. Where kids were taking digital chip inputs directly into their brain.


I dreamt about being in a sciency building with some students there. Initially I was doing something I have trouble recalling with some kids - I remember trying to win something. Eventually I am going through tight places in the building and end up in a different room. It had a window overlooking the backyard. I remember some boy was being bullied so I help him somehow. I think I lured the bullies outside with food I think and trapped them somewhere, inside a shed. I was back inside saw and told my dad about the events. Trying to recall more...

But this dream plot continued on through many awakenings

-my intention to continue the previous dream applied to this one and not the first one

-compared to other students


Notes:

I have been having more nightmares lately - are they the same entity or part of the subconscious? They do give a similar feeling. Skinny girl, jester man, girl with sword, steel door, etc.. They give similar vibe. There was one with a full monster and I hugged and told it I love you and he disappeared. Maybe I need to do that. I also had daily nightmares when I started DJ that felt the same. Am I regressing or am I getting ready to face my shadows? I am more aware though. Nightmares more likely from sws dream rather than rem from what I read.

Maybe I need to consume this dream world. Eat it up or destroy it like hukif or sensei did. Create a black hole in me or something to really take in parts of me I've been avoiding. Just reintegrate myself whole. Create a better world! I'll keep this as a goal.

Maybe just remember to eat if scary and get lucid.

Shadow work

#527 DILD

I am standing in the kitchen and for some crazy reason my little boy gives me a container with a bit of cannabis in it. I quickly hide it in an extra pocket in my shorts before my wife sees and freaks out. While doing so, I notice one of my fingers looks really short and stubby. I immediately recognize this as a dream sign and become lucid. My son asks why my finger looks like that and I tell him its my dream finger. He then runs off outside.

I walk into the living and see my wife laying sexily on the couch. I suddenly get the urge and we have crazy dream sex until I wake up.

#528

I am in a strange hatchback at the gas station. I notice there is some crazy looking tail fin thing on the back of the car. There is no gas cap anywhere. I find it in the back passenger seat floor. The gas tank fills up crazy fast. I comment on it and my wife says its not that fast. The pump clicks off. I let it settle and go for a little more. Gas spews out all over the floor board. It smells but not too bad. We leave with the windows down talking about how crazily made this rental car is. There is some strange issue with the seat belts and somehow throw the whole thing to the back. We laugh about seatbelt laws and I say something about how we should just wrap ourselves with bubble wrap all the time.

Suddenly, I am flying down a long corridor with infinite intersections at high speed. Each wall has a simple red painting and the walls are a mauve color. Suddenly, I get it. I tell my wife this is a strange dream I am having. We are walking now. I tell her again, mostly for myself, "This is a dream. It's a dream." Her DC seems a little dumb and I want to be alone. I point and tell her to do down a hallway and then turn left. She runs down and turns right. I say, "Nope other left.", but she doesn't hear me. I shrug and walk the other way.

I ask myself what do I want to do with this dream. "Explore." It's like I am in a huge maze that doesn't make sense but the colors are vivid and amazing. There are so many mirrors now on each wall. I look at myself. I look like a young woman who's face continues to change rapidly. I'm slightly annoyed to be a woman but I don't fight it. Then my reflection actually starts to look sexy and begins doing all the things women do to look hot in selfies. I say, "OOOOO I'm a woman." I touch my lips and my face. I'm attracted to myself. Then I turn old and grey. I say, "Well now I'm an old woman." I lose interest and walk way.

I want out of the maze now so I climb a wall. The going is very awkward and my right foot never leaves the ground. I feel the sensation of my whole leg stretching out. The whole time I hear the Mission Impossible Theme Song. I whistle to it. When I reach the top, I have to concentrate on returning to normal size. I stand at the top of the maze looking out as far as I can. It's getting dark. I wonder where my wife went to and try to spot her. Suddenly, the dream fades. I lay in bed for a few moments trying to reenter but it's no bueno.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

At my mom's apartment, something happens and I need to escape. I run for the door and in the stairway I jump all floors through the empty space in middle of the stairs. I expect the chasers not to be able to do so and gain some time with that. But it is one of those recurrent dreams I have in which the ground floor has no exit to the outside and I just hide in one apartment that had the door open and a key inside. I lock the door behind me and look for a window. I find an enclosed balcony but then I open a window and jump, just to find I am inside another balcony and this repeats several times until I decide to control the dream and focus that when I exit the window I am really outside. Funny though, I am back on the top floor and not ground floor, but I fly away and hide behind nearby buildings so my chasers don't see me in the distance. Then I fly to the mountains nearby. I reach them at dusk and find a weird place covered in stone ruins and some people walking among them, like pilgrims, they don't seem dangerous, but they all are a bit mad. They let me be, but some are a bit too curious and pushy and I need to stay flying above them because I don't feel comfortable when they approach me.

Then I am with Zilla and some other friend on a cruiseship, when we're hit by a huge storm. The ship gets dragged to the coast, enters a canal, ends up in the city of some foreign country. We are in our cabin, getting dressed to go out. It's night and it is a hostile place, but we chose to leave the ship and hide on land. We hide on some hill and we are found by a couple enemy guys. They are armed and I make a bit of a theatre that we are "defenseless confused little girls so please don't shoot us". Instead, they decide to have fun with us. One of them, a big guy, gets on top of me, but I punch him in the throat, then kick his balls, slightly slide down through his legs and apply all my force to throw him over my head and we manage to escape them.

Then we are ok and safe and visiting a museum related to the Catholic church and full of Victorian things and morbid things related to death, all in silver and lots of lace and velvet. There is a section with a dead mummified dog in an exquisite coffin. It smells like a crypt.

Me and the girls have settled at a home and we are living in peace. But one day we hear strange noises and we think we saw some guy moving around the house. Suddenly a very old police car stops at our door but the cops are dressed as prisoners with striped jumpsuits. We first suspect of them but they say they came to protect us as they claim to have followed a hired assassin that came to kill us and then we believe them.

In which I am married to Micheal Corleone...

I'm married to Micheal Corleone. He's young, but he does not look like young Al Pacino. I tell him so. He tells me that he's aged poorly. I agree, but I say this does not explain the discrepancy. Then I tell him I know he's been having an affair. I tell him I found out because Sonny, also, is sleeping with the same woman. Sonny is also aging poorly. This is odd, I think, since I thought he should not age at all.

I discover the identity of the woman having an affair with both my husband and his brother. I invite her to my house for a drink. When she arrives, I'm amused to see that it's Elizabeth Warren. I laugh and offer her a drink.

From may 10th friend's beautiful mother

I riding the subway in downtown and then the bus for couple of hours. It was going to the wrong place and I was feeling lost.

-likely memory about getting lost before

I remember eventually arriving at a street in a different city. It was one of those warmer climate areas and people walked around. Near middle east maybe or somewhere the roads had a yellow glow from the sun and they were not made with asphalt but more yellow-ish. I recall entering a building. It was an old building fitting of the environment I was in, not modern but they were rounder and were similar to this, but edges were rounder.



I enter the building to my friend, Wolf who apparently had a place there. I enter and went into a very dark room inside with barely any sunlight inside it. Only a slit of light could be seen that gave a slight vision of the room. It was the room of my friend's mother apparently and she was there. She had the most perfect plump pale skin and her avoidance of the sun had helped her maintain it. She had a manservant inside the room. He watched over her and she seemed to be some kind of a big deal.

-maybe just message that avoiding sun keeps your skin young

I am then at somewhere and a bunch of people have to move rocks or something inside the cave. Very gruelling work inside.

-memory of story of this old guy who carried water

I meet my friends mom again in a different cave near the river. There was something about her helping me out on a mission.

-I guess maybe the environment could be continued from the pakistan dream from the day before

Next day 11 chess guy

I was inside a house, similar to where I live but slightly different.

I was playing a game wc3 against my old friend Y. I lost to him though, never lost to him once in real life. It seems that I was playing an old strategy with units that were nerfed and it was the cause of my demise. I decide to change things up with the new meta but I needed to leave apparently.

-memory of nerfs, perhaps could have become lucid

There are bunch of people inside the house and apparently there was a party. The outside was the same city I think but quite a bit different.

-I had been in this specific different version of this city before in a previous dream. It was like the same city but maybe 40 years into the future perhaps. With much more buildings outside and lacking greenery. Lots of minihouses down there, and in that dream I recall walking through peoples homes looking for my home but realized I went to the wrong place.

I went outside with some friends and I was getting something... I head up a stairs and I meet a guy who asked me if I'd play chess with him. I didn't feel like it and decided to go on. The guy was pretty friendly so he comes taggling along to our group. The next steps to the stairs are missing and I have to jump up risking falling way down just to get to the next stairs.

Something about a little girl and a guy's dad.

-something about the chess guy is significant. incubated by an article relating to visualization.

Next day 12 Scary perv

I was in the M city. Walking down the road near the school I went to. I was walking down at night by myself and had a ukulele with me I think.

- I had dreamed about walking this road often before. Usually getting lost or going wrong way home.

I was enjoying playing songs I think and I end up at someone's home. I think it was similar to my friend M's house and people were trying to set a world record in a game. I was just looking at them do their thing and the console they were using malfunctioned. They all looked at me. With hate in their eyes they accused me of ruining it. They accused me that I used my thoughts and influenced things.

-Well perhaps it's true since t's my dream, maybe could have become lucid.

They began to get violent and my fear probably perpetuated things more. I had to run out of the house. I kept running and one perverted maniac was chasing me very persistently. He reminded me of a maybe pierrot or a clown but he was not a clown. There was a cool uncle like figure there though. He decided to help me. Things begin to become 3rd person. He tries to hide me from the evil man and we try to kill him but he just became somewhat of a monstrosity. I hid under a bench and the uncle was on top of me. The clown had pierced the uncle and did not realize I was under him. He died to save me.

Next dream

I was in kind of a gym there was a cartoon character Nobita from doraemon. There was a guy who was doing some card tricks and while he distracted everyone with a movement I saw through his trick.

I was then in the perspective of my friend L. Or maybe I was her from the beginning of this dream. I was L and with her boyfriend F from back then. Something about getting wet, I think it was like a ski trip maybe.

Had a sense of dejavu.

Next day 13 make neighbhor leave, Scary school LD

Parts of dream in 3rd person.I recall trying to make my neighbor move out of his mansion. I think I wanted to buy his place so had to find a way to make him move. His place was next door and was slightly higher on the hill or something and his backyard was more even so I was jealous and tried to move into his place. I hired actors to try to to cause a scene and somehow convince him to move out. Their plot was something about a chocolate lady, a lady who sold chocolates being attacked by a group of people or something like that to scare the neighbor and make him move away. There was also cameo of android 18 from DBZ.

next dream

I was attending school in Japan again. I was in the classrom and there was like a scary ghost stuff going on. I think kids were going missing one by one and I was there in the middle of the night. I remember busing myself and eating chocolates that was shaped like candles. They were very tasty and a white candle shaped chocolate especially stood out to me.

-perhaps the chocolates were gift form the lady in the previous dream, perhaps craving about chocolate craving it during the day but didn't eat any.

As I was savoring my chocolates nonchalantly, a detective or officer shows up from the police station to check out what's going on. He was an asian man with long hair, I think it was dyed brown? He had a larger head and was very tall but very skinny. He questions me about the incident I think. Some strange phenomenon happens, I think I sensed the spirit going for us. It was one of those ghost women I guess. The officer gets scared and runs away totally chicken. I need to get away too but I decide to pack things into my huge backpack first. I remember it was round and like one of those you carry on a camping of sorts. I carry my backpack and head out the classroom and walk down the hall. It was still the Japanese school environment but in the hall.

I realize the weight of the backpack is off(a little too light?) and become lucid

Night-time school was pretty scary. I wanted to leave. I decide to teleport and I think on the second or third attempt I do teleport.

I am now at a terrace of a high-end condo high up the building. I am looking out and it had a pretty nice view of the city down there. I begin climbing downwards. The building was white and very neatly kept. Some plants or grasses were grown and it looked nice. I kept climbing down. I think I had increased lucidity when I felt the weight of my body on my outstretched arm. I had a dejavu moment about the time in lucid dream where I climbed up a library for no reason and tried to recall something to do. I wanted to meditate. I found a nice spot that was perfect for meditation so I decided to sit there and begin meditating.

I looked down the roads way below me just driving by. The sensation or the sound of my heartbeat was especially loud though and led most of my attention there. I looked at a few cars, there was a van or a bus and a sedan. Each time my heart beat, time would stop for a moment and all cars paused. This continued for a bit.

FA

I wake up at a desk trying to write down DJ. My pecil had no lead and I was trying to write with dried up anchovies. I realized something was wrong and became lucid.

I was once again in the creepy hallways of the Japanese school. I really wanted out of there. I decide to teleport again and this time I end up in a hall elsewhere. It looked like a hospital maybe a library. Lighter and better atmosphere.

-maybe bad memories or trauma there, or just scary movies. It was the same classroom I attended in the school and same halls, just darker.

14th

I am trying to escape some establishment rescuing some kids from there. There was a friend there I remember but who? I think it was G. I remember he drove us on a large van down the highway so we can get away from them. His driving was bad and crashed on the side of the road I think. It was near an airport if my memory serves right. We crashed near a large patch of greenery or nature reserve or something like that. We decided to sleep there to get some rest. I realized we didn't use camping gear and our hp was very low after the rest. I told my friend this and we used a tent and camping gear and rested again. This time our hp was full! Upon rest I realized the greenery were surrounded by grey concrete walls. Square in shape. Something about me having massive powers.

-final fantasy style, influenced by memory

I remember having a few more dreams.

Notes:

Lucidity caused by grc? backpack weight.

Meditation in dream does appear subsequent dreams to be lucid