I had this LD a few days ago. I'm in the street. I go in a shop wich in rl is a lottery shop, but for any reason it was a food place. They give a bag of salt and i come back home. I put a plate and pour some salt on it. I look away for two seconds and when i look again is a delicious bistec. I eat it and do this several times with different foods. After a while i get called and i go out of the house. Now i'm in a school i'm not familiar with. Then, i see a friend of mine. - Oh man, why do we have to prepare all of this? - he whines - i want to taste again that sweet sweet special salt. - But... you weren't having salt with me - i said. That's when i noticed it was a dream. - Is this a dream? - i ask. He grins. - No... After that it's quite difficult to remember.
Morning of September 24, 2019. Tuesday. Dream #: 19,272-02. Reading time (optimized): 1 min 30 sec. Precursory: I am aware I am in bed at our present address though I do not perceive the room with coherence even though it is a vivid dream. My head is downward (though I am sleeping on my left side) though I have no perception of any other body part yet. My mouth is not against the mattress as my head seems elevated a few inches. I am aware it is morning, and although daylight is present, there is no cohesive imagery yet. Induction: I am aware of at least one Naiad, but I do not see her. I can only hear her voice and breath in my ear after several short snippets of gibberish from farther behind me. She says, “Eeny, meeny, miny, moe” while near my left ear. Although I try to bring about communication with expectation with liminal dream state awareness, it does not occur, though I do not possess speech capability in this mode. Post-induction: I watch several couples in canoes from a distance. I do not attempt to identify anyone. It seems to be late afternoon now. There are minimal ruins adjacent to the shore. Vestibular stage: I ride a bicycle on a hilltop, avoiding sparsely arranged rocks. My concern is minimal as the tires phase through any that are directly in front of my path. (I am aware of attempting to enhance my imaginary physicality with this activity.) The drop: I ride my bicycle off the edge of an embankment, and I slowly fly after it vanishes (without exit point modulation). I end up hovering near the doorway of one of the ruins, and I have a desire to look inside. I float into the room in a standing position. Cognitive arousal: An MP (preconscious modulator as authoritative) is sitting at a desk with a typewriter. I cannot tell if he is real and had fallen asleep or if he is a mannequin. Upon attempting to read what he had typed, I see only sequences of random letters that change each time I look again. My view seems magnified. I see the red and black ribbon, red above black. (As I am already in emerging awareness and cognitive arousal there is no need for the preconscious to be intrusive.)
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I'm at some sort of camp or retreat with a bunch of people my age. Different activities are going on. At some point I'm asleep in this bed and I wake up to everyone sort of dog-piled on me but they're all stacked above me just looking at me and they're really interested in me, someone says something about me that I didn't really like but I felt like the center of attention. Later on I learn that everyone there had some sort of role to play, like they were at a dinner mystery and they each had a card to play and things to do, some of them being nefarious and some sexual. The dream also shifted to my mom's street at some point but I'm not sure what happened there.
Empty place I was in some kind of place in between dreams. Wake Talking I dreamt that my mom and dad were talking. Wake Babywipes, lucid I was in my bedroom. I got up and found my friend Y's backpack near the bed to the left. I open it up and find that it's mostly empty. The bag somehow expands into tent size; this makes me lucid. I am carefully inspecting what's inside th tent now and there's some baby wipes. I'd already took them out of the container so I thought might as well make use of it. I wiped my nether regions. However the skin on my body felt different, the skin felt more blob like or thicker or number kind of. Felt an urge to pee though, Wake Not sure jotted down something about spiders by go, and amazon in US warehouse. Doctor & nurse/syringe Lucid I was laying on my bed and found 2 suspicious looking figure by my feet. It was a doctor and a nurse. The doctor was an old man with white hair and pretty thin, while the nurse was pretty young and carried black hair. They were trying to inject something into me via a pretty large syringe and I was pretty against it. I thought something was amiss and I am lucid. I thought that since this is a dream I'll probably be ok and calmed my nerves. I asked them to use a smaller needle. They took one that was smaller but I asked for a smaller one yet still. The nurse pricks my right arm on the soft side opposite of the elbow. I felt the needle prick in and it felt honestly much thicker and solid than it looked. I thought I'd run away right after the injection, or at least explore and check the place out. So I leave right after the injection, when they were distracted. I leave the room and headout. It was an apartment like building and I approach the elevator. It's gonna take too long so I head to the right. There's a bathroom there and I try climbing out the window, but alas the nurse was waiting on me as she was right ouside the window. Replay. I am back where I was earlier, approaching the elevator again. But this time instead of wasting time, I turn to the left. I find another kind of bathroom and immediately leave via the window. This time I fall down about 2-3 stairs of flight but I am ok. I run through the parking lot and into some tiny dwarf ornamental plants. The nurse was behind me and I was throwing balls of shadow, reminding of SF from dota. I wasn't strong enough so I sought to collect the souls of nearby plants by throwing shadowballs at them. Didn't feel like it was enough. But the nurse was beginning to distergrate a little though. SHe'd lost her human form and was more of a cloud like being now, with a little bit of human shape left. That's when the doctor also shows up, he is also in the cloud form and no longer in the human form. Wake Coconut Something about a dead hog/pig. Eating coconuts, well it was more of like a coconut flavored snack like a chocolate pudding without the chocolate. I remember a few other eating it. someone died, yet he enjoyed his death, perhaps he was suffering. Brothers A dream about a family love between a big and small brother. The big brother was named Brian and he had become acquainted with an alien partner. It was under some kind of palm or coconut tree looking tree. So maybe the location is the same as previous dream. Brian leaves the somewhat caveman like community as they were not found of the alien. However they are caught by monsters outside of the town. After they escape, little brother tells the other villagers who were all by a bonfire to leave his big brother alone, and sorts things out. DJ on projector I was trying to DJ. It was being projected on a big screen as people were reading it. I kept writing it regardless though. Coding improving it rather. I was making changes to a programming language, or improving it. Some found this disrespectful, or maybe they didn't want their sales to go down, so Jim called some people to get me. I was escaping the modern-day style assassins and went inside a bathroom. Few dreams missed here/repeated scene of previous dreams. Esp the "brothers" dream was replayed and played out a little differently. Mall From mall to B? Light Dream I was just beginning to have dreams and my thoughts were directly causing the dream scenes to change, into what I was thinking about. Kind of like a mindfulness feeling or rather seeing the thoughts as a dream form with my eyes. Was close to lucidity likely, since I awoke right when I realized it. Notes: -My notes were pretty messy. It was the old jotting style where I just wrote some words down but they were gibberish. I will go back to the new writing style. It should help recall more and prettier writings are much easier to read. -I also had the lucids in earlier part of sleep. -I was actually stressed out about something the night before, but I did managed to get lucid. I think that's a pretty good sign that I'm improving my LD. -I also meditated before bed, perhaps a bit too long. It made me too aware of my body while falling asleep. Was I asleep? It's hard to say. I could tell that my body was falling asleep as the limbs felt like fat sausages. When I meditate too long I get this spinning or whirring sound/sensations kind of. One thing to note is that I do feel more refreshed after having this experience of "am I asleep" kind of feeling. Even though mentally I think I didn't get enough rest, I could tell that the body does feel more refreshed. -When I was meditating I also noted on something improving tremendously. Perhaps just noticing how the thoughts immediately affect dreamscape. Although I know this, it's becoming more and more apparent and this knowledge feels like it's getting ingrained in me. -Didn't dream about schools today, so maybe I got the lesson of the dream finally?
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Recall is still shit this week! Jamie 1 Short snippet of a dream just a few seconds of making out with her. Jamie 2 Another short dream. I'm dreaming from Jamie's perspective. I'm trapped in a house out towards the three hills area (I think). the entire house is a giant room of rotting corpses - mostly skeleons) I'm being crushed by something pushing me down inside the pile. Feels like I'm Literally drowning in them.) Hukif I go see Walms/hukif, because of my nightmare. He's in a field with lots of dragon flies or something. He's creating fighting techniques with their hairs or something. He seems really friendly. dog walking I'm in a wierd dream where I'm walking my dog but I'm hired to mow a lawn or something. I use my dog somehow to push the lawnmower (Or whatever device I'm using). My dog doesn't like it and keeps ducking out of his collar and leash. I try three times to make him do the job. Jamie 3 A dream memory that is just black, but Jamie is there. Fortnite A dream memory of ramp rushing for some reason. fortnite again A dream where I'm on a really oldschool part of the map with a big mountain or something. I'm tracking someone down and get lost in his house or something. Jamie 4 Another dream, this time this morning, of making out with Jamie, There is music in the background. It sounds like me playing vivaldi on guitar or something. but the allegro is slowed down and I hear more harmonies, seems more romantic or something. Why not "Careless whisper," Or something? Wait... That's a break up song. Nevermind. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mLM7Vl4YL6s Lots of jamie dreams this week, I'm impressed.
Fragment 1: I was browsing E621. It was kind of as if I was in VR as I was doing it because it was entirely enveloping my vision. Fragment 2: I was at a store getting ready for a furmeet. Me and my mom happened to find ourselves in a more anarchist sector of a city and I was messing with VR on my phone, specifically NeosVR. Eventually, I joined in on creating graffiti with some anarchists in the store, doodling ACAB, the anarchy symbol, and other things. I saw one guy who was doodling something on a low shelf, had a brief conversation with him, and wanted to take a picture of his creation, which was abstract, featured jagged lines, and resembled a cityscape almost, although it was about the height and width of a square. Unfortunately, it was spraypainted over by some other guy, which caused the entire area's color to invert. We headed back home, and I saw the phrase "type III" on my wall somewhere, to which my mom commented on how fat my dog Rex is (He isn't really that fat, maybe a little chubby though).
I am at work (though it doesn’t really look like it - it does look like a retail store, but not necessarily JCPenney). It feels like I am upstairs, and I am with two unfamiliar others, one guy and one girl. We are sitting and playing a board game. The board is larger and sitting atop something. I think there are a few pieces, one being a longer, black piece of food (like a brownie?) Apparently when it is your turn you tell another player what to do and they are supposed to do it. I say this because the guy has told me to go count all the hangers in the store, and I am going to do it. I think it’s going to be hard to impossible but that’s just how the game works. I start on it, in what looks like the hallway to our employee entrance. I am counting and thinking of a strategy to not miss any when I see Mairin putting out some new clothes. They are men’s long sleeve button ups, in blues with subtle patterns, and I kind of like them. She is telling me and one other something as she fills an empty rack with a handful of the shirts. Now, a black man comes in and asks a simple question. I answer it, and he is super excited and impressed with me. On his way out, he gives me a pretty long hug. I had went for a handshake, but adjusted to a hug. He tells me thanks again, etc. I call him brother, and then hope he doesn’t take it the wrong way - it seems like he doesn’t. He asks if I like some orange beer? I’m not sure at first but then he specifies and I realize what he’s talking about and say “oh yeah.” He leaves and comes back in with a bottle of one and a glass. He gives them both to me, and I notice the glass has a little bit of what looks like peanut butter inside of it. I think that it’s gross and it’s probably just been sitting in his car or something, but that it’s a very kind gesture. I am in some kind of cabin. There is a counter to order food and large paper menus hanging above it. I have to get kind of close to the counter to read the menu, and the younger looking employees are all looking to me as if I’m ready to order. To signal that I’m not quite ready, I start looking at the bookshelf below the counter. I notice a few stacks of books, one stack being maroon and antiquated looking books. I notice that every other ‘book’ isn’t really shaped like a book, but more like a box for a nice pen or something that shape. It looks like they’re in a series or all go together. I notice a girl off to the left poke a note out from behind something sort of secretly. I assume the note will be something about me ordering food. I go over and she hands me a different note, a full size paper. I glance at it, having no idea what it could be about. I think it could be about me or that it could be some kind of petition. I just fold it and hold onto it to look at it later. I am at a small (rock?) beach at what looks like a large, clear pond. Emmy’s mom? sits next to me, and I notice Emmy swimming. I want to show her a picture of Makayla because they look so similar. As I talk to her, I am forgetting Emmy’s name, but remember it right before I have to use it.
I am on a road trip with Dad and Makayla, with Dad driving. We are going to Texas, and I see that we’re currently driving through a corner of Utah. It is like I am seeing a satellite map of a moment, and I notice that there is snowfall on the ground right above where we are and will be travelling. It zooms and pans to the right a bit. We pass by many lakes in a short amount of time. They are all fairly small, but they are beautiful. The water is clear enough to see the bottom of an entire lake as well as all the light colored and large rocks within. I am in a store with Sage when I grab off of a shelf at about eye level a bottle of Lagunitas beer. I think I had been looking for it and am excited to have found it. I tell Sage how good it is as I open it up. I grab a glass from the shelf and pour the beer fairly vigorously into it, producing only a small, snow white head. The beer has the appearance of carbonated white grape juice and smells of the same. I take a sip and it is good. I pronounce Lagunitas funny and kind of laugh about it. Now, I am parking on the side of a residential street behind another car. Dad is on the lawn of this front/side yard, faced away from me; I have come to meet up with him. I think I have brought the full glass and the remainder in the bottle, each in a cup holder. I get out and start talking with him. I ask if he’d be offended if I just stayed at Mom’s while I’m going to school. He hesitates, almost as if taken aback, and then replies, “no, of course not.” He says I can do whatever I need to focus on school. I notice we’re under a large oak? tree that splits near the bottom. I’m now in the house here (Dad’s?), I think with Mom and Makayla. There is indication of past activity, though no one is currently here. There are two boxes of Panda Express open on the counter, each with a glass of white wine sitting too near the edge. I notice about five of the Lagunitas beers, all opened and partially finished. It makes me a little mad because he all of them without asking
I am at work when Charmi comes to visit. It almost looks more like a house. Scott is here and begrudgingly gets up to get the door for her. He opens it and immediately turns away from her. He talks to her detachedly but doesn’t really look at her. He is sitting and, for whatever reason, I notice his mustache moving slightly as he speaks. Now I think it is just Charmi and me. She asks if it’s been pretty slow, slightly derogatorily. Just as I say ‘yes’, I notice a group of two girls and one guy about my age what definitely look like they’re trying to steal. They all look clean cut and put together, but I notice the one girl carrying a stack of Levis and wearing a pretty full looking bag. The other girl is carrying a small armful of merchandise as well. They are just past what seems to be an opening in the floor for an escalator. I think they notice me eyeing and walking towards them. I walk up to them and don’t even need to say anything before they start tossing the merchandise down onto shelves and displays and walking out. I sort of wander around now and just so happen to walk up on the guy coming back in, on the phone. He notices me, but continues walking and walking with only a slight hesitation. I hear him casually say that he’s just gotten pinched/fucked? (or neither of those, but something similar?) I wonder if he is really trying to come back for something. I am with Melissa in what seems to be the ocean, right about where the waves are breaking. We are waiting for them to come in and are riding them for a ways before going back out to catch another. It is simple yet fun. A few big ones start coming in and I fear that they’ll break on us, but they do not. The beach is a slightly sloped expanse of golden sand, upon which I notice only our towels and stuff set up. Everything seems to be lit, though the sky seems to be dark.
I walk up to a small bar counter in a small room. The room seems mainly to be for some standing space and the counter. I think there is a window with a view behind the counter or a little off to the side, adding some hazy sunlight. A few moments after I situate myself at the counter, a clean cut and conventionally attractive bartender turns his attention to me. He makes eye contact and lifts his chin as a way of asking what he can get for me. The menu seems to be hanging and is in two sections. Each option is a wine, but each is the name of a place. I tell him I see that the options are names of places and not varietals, and I ask what he would recommend given that. I am confident in what I am saying, but I’m still self conscious of my voice. There are people on either side of me, and it feels like their attention is on me and what I’m saying. The man asks what I’m looking for, and I say a white because of the hot weather. He asks what kind of flavors, and I say probably something more creamy than tart and something more sweet than not, but not cloyingly so. I end up saying quite a few flavors to where it still makes sense but is not very specific. He asks me to narrow it down, and I say ‘just not a red.’ he and the couple to my left start laughing. Self conscious, I ask what’s so funny. Amber from Sephora is here now and telling the man “babe, be nice.” I am in a smaller house that seems to only have basic furniture and no adornments. There is a couple that calls me (from the house across the street I think). The woman is describing a ‘medical emergency’ that really doesn’t sound like one. They want me to do something about it, but I’m trying to talk it down and get out of it. They still end up coming over here, into the bedroom I am in. the woman, with dark hair and eye makeup, starts reprimanding me about the nature of the ‘emergency’ and my reluctance to remedy it. It sounds like the guy, what is here but not saying anything, only scratched his finger, I think from the pin part on an EAS tag. I apologize, empathize, and just nicely tell her what she wants to hear. She’s fairly understanding but still comes off like she thinks she is so in the right. I let her think that but still think it’s puerile. They then leave, I think on good terms. I am in an unfamiliar city, on a bike. There are buildings either way I could go on this street. I know I need to go somewhere, but I’m not sure where and I’m not sure which way to go. I just follow my gut feeling and it turns out to be right. I am riding along the sidewalk, slightly downhill. It looks like the road is turning into a bridge over water. The sidewalk is divided down the middle by little white markers standing up. Everyone is to the right, and they all seem to be going slow. The bridge seems to be more of a flat expanse now, the road blending into the sidewalk, blending into a smaller barrier at the edge. We seem to be right at water level or just barely above it. The water is bright and clear, soft sunlight brilliantly reflecting upon it. The whole scene is beautiful and slightly surreal. For some reason, I think this is London.
Sunday, 22 September 2019. Reading time: 4 min 24 sec. “Something coming down,” when witnessed by my dream self, is the passive form of “the drop” (unless I simultaneously experience vestibular modulation to a discernible degree) when the subliminal, liminal, or supraliminal anticipation is projected instead of inherited. The causal factors and its potential for control revolve around several dynamics that include the level of melatonin, ultradian rhythm (and time spent sleeping up to that point), vestibular system activity, muscle tension, heart rate, reticular activating system nuances, cortical arousal, and sleeping position. I have studied the process extensively since I was six years of age. I will go into specific details about dream events of this type already posted, for comparison purposes. I may include details here that will not be present in the original entries. For this series only, I will look at induction factors for some experiences to check for correlation of the cycle as complete or not. (I rarely include this as it is often too similar from dream to dream even over 50 years.) February 4, 1972. The moon (subliminal association with awareness in dreams) becomes a giant crow that crashes through our roof (the drop) into the sliding-door closet in the southwest bedroom (preparedness for return to consciousness and getting dressed for school). It then seems too fat to fly (my dream has ended), cartoonish (not real life), and puzzled (“Am I dreaming?”). The bird’s position matches mine (partly on my stomach), and there is very slight vestibular modulation (stomach-based). Induction: Neighbor girl peeks from around tree but hides again. (My focus on a tree represents associations with how my physical body cannot move while asleep.) Is the process complete? Yes. September 21, 2019. I get on a bus with my two youngest children. A teenage girl will be driving it (induction as anticipation of vestibular processing with a female personification of it). She deliberately steers the bus off the edge of a second-level parking lot so that it drops to the perpendicular street below. I vividly feel the motions and momentum of the drop with an increase in perception of my physicality. I am unconcerned. Is the process complete? No, because I instinctually use it to vivify and sustain my dream and it continues for at least fifteen minutes with other scenarios (toward cognitive arousal as opening and studying the contents of a suitcase of which represents lesser consciousness while dreaming similarly as a cage represents the lack of controlling the physical body while sleeping). June 13, 1978. The drop does not complete in this dream, but I am placing it here for comparison with the previous summary. I get on an airplane (anticipation of vestibular processing) with a teenage female pilot. She has difficulty flying it as I vividly feel the motion and momentum. We go under the Eiffel Tower before rising into the sky. (There is no uneasiness because of my liminal awareness of modulating the process.) Induction: The typical Naiad factor (water induction) that in this case, transitioned into hippopotamuses swallowing swimmers and people in a competitive rowing contest. Is the process complete? Technically no, as it transitions into the rising experience instead of the drop. August 23, 1987. In this dream, a helicopter falls from the sky while a friend and I are fishing (seeking consciousness emergence after water induction and the Naiad factor). After crashing, it transforms into a digging machine, with the helicopter rotary blades throwing dirt everywhere as it goes a little lower into the ground. My friend looks on with puzzlement (“Am I dreaming?”). Is the process complete? Technically no, as the event stems from anticipation or expectation of a return to slow-wave sleep. September 17, 1978. A navy jet drops from the sky at the south side yard of our house but somehow “freezes” in midair before hitting the ground. The pilot cheerfully talks to my father as if asking for directions. I assume he will continue (though my puzzlement, “Am I dreaming?” results in waking without discernible vestibular modulation). Induction: Generic Naiad factor, neighbor in a pool, though my father is seen as a sea captain for a short time before the next process. Is the process complete? No, but it still resulted in (a soft) waking. November 4, 1972. As I am in bed (in my dream), an airplane flies over the area where I live. A cage falls to the ground from high above into my front yard. It contains the cartoon version of the Tasmanian devil, but I do not feel threatened or afraid at any point. (Induction was the Naiad factor that shifted into this stage.) Is the process complete? Yes, but the perception of my real physicality has not correlated at this point. A cage typically represents the inability to move the body while sleeping. February 18, 2019. A drone that I assume belongs to either the government or a local business slowly gets close to the ground (though it was first high in the sky) as I am in our backyard. Although it looks like the Galileo shuttlecraft from “Star Trek,” I do not associate with it as such. In a later scene, I am holding it in my arms. There is a movement that feels as if an animal may be inside (unverified). Induction stemmed from water from a broken light bulb in the bathroom. Is the process complete? No, it continues through cognitive arousal (attempting to read the writing on the spacecraft) and a more intrusive preconscious presence. (A red light, the most extreme waking alert factor typically from sleeping too long, moves through my son’s head as a result of a laser from the drone.) April 8, 2013. Jets fly overhead, as well as a small UFO that soon looks like the original Romulan Bird-of-Prey I got for Christmas as a boy (though bigger than my model). It comes closer, but crashes to the ground, sliding a short distance. I approach it without fear. There is no pilot. I pull out a computer chip that slides out and is about the size of a stick of gum, though thicker. Is the process complete? No, as by taking out the computer chip (autosymbolically disconnecting the emerging consciousness and emerging physicality), it extends my dream, and as a result, becomes a more dramatic preconscious scenario with the military. I later hit an MP on the head with the handle of a screwdriver as an association with consciousness emergence. (Induction was two Naiads trying to solve a typical square maze.) I will continue from here, on additional pages, to reveal many more extraordinary and wonderfully unique examples of the same processes.
I have slight trouble recalling the first Dream Mexican shroom I was on a school trip of a sort down to Mexico. I was with my friend Mike and we were walking the dry yellow dusty road of somewhere near the country side. May have been close to the slums. We were just walking along and find a little convinence store to the left side. We enter it and Mike notices that they are selling mushrooms in a box right below where the cashier was. They were selling an ounce of the mushroom for a dollar. Mike immediately takes up on the offer and buys the mushrooms, and proceeds to eat the whole thing immediately. I thought I should buy some mushrooms too since it was so cheap and all. I reached for my wallet to find a dollar. I am looking through my wallet and find a dollar, well a couple of dollars, as the clerk stares at me. He had long black hair and long beard, he was wide faced and chubby not in plumpness but the sort of fat distribution you would find from one who drank often that sagged near the cheeks. I take out the red dollar bill and I discover that it was a special bill made in a specific state from US. It was red inked rather than green and was in marvelously good condition of cotton paper. I had trouble letting it go. I thought it was worth alot more than a dollar for a certain and as I rummaged through my wallet for other dollars, they were all some sort of unique or special bills. So I let the red dollar go in the end and handed it over. The clerk carried a stern expressed and said that it's no good. He believed it was a fake dollar or something and wouldn't sell me the mushroom! He also commented how you shouldn't eat the whole thing at once. So I headed out the convinience store to find mike. I caught up to him and asked him if I could borrow a dollar or his credit card. No Bueno as- Time was running out and we had to head back to the airport as we headed forward to onwards the direction of it. There were some suspicious looking alleys ways and before you know it we were surrounded by shady looking bunch. Warcraft update I was in someone's house, looking d like the older stevens apartment back then. I was logging onto steam, the game client while there was a dinner party going on. I was also editing an article in the meantime, while I also talked to a few other young guests. After a while there's a news of the newest wc3 patch. *perhaps wc reforged Wake Purification! Lucid I was headed too towards the mall in M city with my mom in the car. We were driving by and find a electronics store and decided to stop by. It was a very old fashioned electronics store. Actually their products were old fashioned too; cube shaped old tvs were being sold there arranged in 2 rows. They were pretty small and old. I wonder if this was the past. While browsing the tvs we meet a mother and son duo. We talk for a while and find that the mother and I and my mom and the son had similar world views respectively which were opposite of the other. We talk and leave them be. We are now heading towards the counter at the end of the store. There were some more tvs there and I see the mom and son duo again before getting to the counter. There were some tvs and stuff at the counter too but I just begin to question it all. "why am I here?" I am lucid, looking around once more. I notice a kind of an open entrance to the left side of the counter. I decided to go there to see what's there. It was a small gym. There were small gym equipments there and two women were there. I found a huge plastic bottle (1meter+) and decided to check my dream control. I imagine a fine and conjure a tiny blaze on my right palm top and release it against the bottle. It lights up slightly. They were pretty impressed. I decided to stop the fire before things burned so I conjured water. But maybe water wasn't enough so ice. And the thing looked pretty chilled now and had a sheet of ice covering its exterior. The 2DC noticed my powers and asked for my help; they were running the gym and there was a sort of an underground dungeon below us that gave off negative energy, affecting their business. I decided to help them. They walked in front of me towards the wall. There was a secret passage way that opened up to the dungeon beneath. I follow them down. It was pitch black in the dungeon and I couldn't see much. I decided to cast fire again but the light was too dim. I decided to cast light and it flashed a dim light in front of me. I felt like it wasn't enough so I added another one with my left. The girl in front of me decided that I had everything covered so she just ran forward very quickly before disappearing from our sights. The one behind me was wiser though and knew better. She asked me if we should just turn on the lights I agreed. She flicked the switch to the right and it was brighter. It was pretty big though and I couldn't see the end in sight. Just a Rocky cave like road in front. I was starting to get bad vibes from the place and I wanted an easier way and thought of one. I shouted "purification" or "cleanse." forgot which but, the idea was to purify the whole place in one go. But my vision becomes blank. I am teleported to some sort of small warehouse, mostly wooden. The place reeked of bad vibes. Scary. I was feeling awry and decided to summon a holy staff! Yes a holy staff could beat evil spirits! So I summoned a long wooden stick. It wasn't all That magnificent and looked like just a bunch of wooden boards nailed together, but it was long. Taller than me at least. I decided to go forward, and opened the door to the left. There were some creepy looking dolls made of cotton materials among other old articles. I decided to make good use of my staff. I "purged" the doll by simply swinging the staff against it and cutting it apart. So I decided to head out and went to the next room. There were more of the dolls and I swung my holy staff to purge it of evil. Hopefully it was working honestly. But I was getting bad vibes again. A foreshadowing of something bad. So I decided to purify the whole place. "Purification!" I yelled, And a white light blinding. Wake Short ones Just waves of monsters, being tested I feel like as I fought them off. Was dodging bullets and shooting. Woke from sensation of moving wrists, perhaps FA though Black room I saw a white room in front of me. It was so typical and I wanted to see something else more graceful. I walk through the wall to the left and I appear to have teleported to a black room. The walls were pitch black and it was tastefully equipped with elegant and subtle furnishings. Something about it felt so beautiful to me. Wake 2 beds Lucid I was in an apartment building and was trying out vr in the bedroom of it. I took off my vr headset and looked around; it looked similar to the bed next to my room but somehow it was an apartment though. Looked kind of downtown ish feel. I was very suspicious of this place and think I am dreaming. The bed looks exactly how it should be - am I wrong? I walk pass to the bed and down towwrds the hallway, I look back and there were 2 beds now. OK it's a dream. I head towards the windows that were leaking out white rays of the sun, to look outside. Wake Notes: My dream awareness appear to be getting sharper.
Updated 09-23-2019 at 05:20 AM by 96162
Entry #3 09/22/2019 @ 5:25 am Walking around my old neighborhood with an old friend of mine, Eve. I then find myself walking down a street alone at night, along this walk I see Jahkubb from a distance, he and his friend are throwing a ball back and forth. "hi" I say and he responds "hey!" with a grin on his face, then I start walking towards the red and black slides that are steep and higher than slides I would see in waking life. Climbing atop of it my old friends Rebecca and Eve appear at the top and we all slide down together. dream #2 - 8:35 am On a train, two ladies come to sit at the table so I move my things out of the way to make room. The train conductor announces "Next stop Cliff hill." Grabbing my things quickly so I won't miss the stop. I try to get off the train but the doors close too fast making me miss the stop. I wait for the next stop to get off. Once I am off the train I see my brother as I walk out of the train station. He is across the street talking to someone. At a school gathering, not sure what school I am at and I do not recognize anyone. Placing my pursue down where the backpacks are and wandering around the room observing all the people. Thinking in my head what if someone steals money from my purse urging to go check my bag and I think someone took some of my money and only seeing a 20$ bill left. Freaking out and running to the security guard that is sitting on the table to tell him someone stole my money. He starts massaging my shoulders and even cracks my spine leaving me more relaxed. I start to ask myself if someone were to steal money out of my purse why wouldn't they just take all of it instead of leaving a 20$ bill, this leads me to believe that no one actually took the money and I was just feeling paranoid. I am sitting on a bus with an old friend of mine Danielle S., she is doing my hair and we talking about our zodiac signs, she tells me she is a libra and I tell her " this whole time I thought you were a Scorpio".
Entry #2 09/21/2019 @ 3:45 am In a house with Danielle and some other random girl, the house has two separate rooms. Danielle seems to be occupied with her phone, so I decide to get to know this other girl. Come to find out that she is too crazy and overbearing to me so, I distance myself from her by going into the other room and locking the door shut. She tries to let herself in but I just stand by the door holding the door shut so she can't break the door open. After tensions cool down, I finally leave the room to check on Danielle. She appears to be laying on the bed texting people while the other girl has cooled down. I mention how there are more comfy beds downstairs in the basement. We all walk down there to claim our beds. Alyxa and Kayla come over to hang out with a few other chicks who I've never seen before, and Jared (Kayla's boyfriend). Everyone seems cool just chilling on the couch. Jared is the only one who seems very tense and very concerned with Kayla. He pulls out a baggie of cocaine and offers it to us, but no one accepts any. next dream scene...... I am holding a basket of items walking behind my old apartment building I grew up in. I see Zippy talking to someone, and wanting to avoid him so, I start walking faster but it is too late, he starts walking towards me. I tell him "I don't have time to talk and I have to be somewhere." Walking through the fence where the boards got kicked down leading me to the back of the strip mall, Zippy stops me again and says " I know you are busy but this is serious !" He goes on about the world ending so I stop to listen to what he has to say. Standing on top of the garbage behind the Stop N Go convenience store and he's sitting on top of the fence directly across from me. While he keeps talking I look down the other way and I see Ashton Kutcher wearing a baby blue t-shirt and some guy in a green shirt standing below me. I feel so excited and it was so unexpected that he is here, I immediately jump down from the garbage to give Ashton a big and long hug, in this moment I feel love, joy, and warm energy radiating through my body. Now, I am running back inside the apartment building thinking to myself that I gotta tell Alyxa who I just saw. Once I reach the second-floor balcony that is two balconies from the one I lived at trying to climb the ledge to cross over the other balcony to get to mine but halfway there I decide not too and go back to the balcony I was at and that is where the dream ends.
I remember that the world was in ruin and I was messing with technology that honestly probably didn't help. It was a device that controlled your appearance on two scales: Your weight and how conventionally attractive you are. It worked, but it seemed to only control feminine features, although I remember some guy messing with it and getting masculine stuff to work. I remember using it on myself, turning the weight feature all the way down to the most skinny it could get, and seeing my nerd neck be extremely pronounced. When I turned the attractiveness scale down, I grew a pair of saggy tits and a poorly done beehive hairdo.
Updated 09-22-2019 at 06:53 PM by 89498
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