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I am hanging out with co-workers and getting to know somebody who’s apparently just been hired. Her name is Marie, and she’s from Canada. In addition to working here, she’s a grad student working on a music degree, which she's now almost done with. She's currently working on the composition that will be her thesis. She shows it to me – via some sort of electronic device, I think.

The music is notated on manuscript paper, but instead of the usual note shapes, there are little horizontal rectangles that stretch out for as long as the note is held, rather like a midi display. The inside of each rectangle is patterned in ways that indicate something about the music. I hear it in my head as I read, with the patterns calling up images and connotations in relation to it.

The first bar begins with two long Gs an octave apart played by instruments in the violin family – I don’t identify them explicitly in the dream, but given that it’s written in the bass clef, almost certainly cellos. The rectangles contain the patterns signifying darkness and light. The impression this makes is hard to describe. Poignant, maybe – a suggestion of a cavernous space vast enough to hold them both at once. It continues, but I can’t remember the part after that so well.

16.5.20

du, dudududu, dududududuuuu dududu dudududuuu du du du du du,

du dudududu dudududu, dududududu, dududu, dududu, dududu du dudududu, dududududu

dudududu dudududu dududu dududu dududu dududu dudududu dududu!

du, dudududu du du dududu dududududu dududududu, du, dududu dududududu, du, dududu, dudududu du, I love this part, dudududu dududu du dudududu dududu dudu!

dududu, dududu dudu du, du, dududu dududu dudududu dudu dudu! Du, dududududu, dududududu du ~~

hey what a nice place

*candles blown out*

GAHHHH ITS SO CREEPY

"just kidding"

WTF

Black men pray for something so I bless the rains down in Africa. Except in Chinese style.

Normal | Dream | Lucid Dream

Same routine, screens off at 10, mindful bed time routine including taking melotonin, raw honey and MCT oil drink, and mindfulness meditation on Headspace (Free year for the unemployed!). I made a dream plan, slept on my right side (which actually helps!) and by 11 I was already asleep.

I'm with Ivy, hanging out. We settle in to watch a movie and I lay my head on her lap, she strokes my hair. I kiss her softly, her lips grazing mine felt very real. Dream fades.
I'm in my apartment, doing something in my bedroom. My waterbottle was scewered by something and is leaking water. I take it to the kitchen to pour the water in the sink. The sink is full of dirty water. I drink from my bottle, the water is dirty. I think thats not right, so I do a RC. This is a dream! I announce CLARITY a few times until I'm satisfied with the sharpness of the dream. I walk around my apartment, knowing I had a plan to fly tonight. I see my cat Elton trying to get my attention and following me; this is the first time I've ever seen him in a dream but I ignore him, worried he might do something freaky if I pay too much attention to him.
I visualized a beautiful dreamscape that night before going to sleep, so I try to close and open my bedroom door to lead me there. I try a few times but the door keeps opening to my room instead. The dream starts to fade but I stop what I'm doing, and restabilize by rubbing my hands together and looking around me. I try the door a few more times and still nothing.
I wake up in bed, Elton wakes up next to me. He's very energetic and excited considering its 3:30, and cuddles me and starts purring, and I wonder if he was really there in the dream with me. I take my usual supplements (galantamine, red DreamLeaf pill). I decided to try Niacin as I saw it listen on DV and had some on hand. WHAT A MISTAKE. Before I'm able to fall asleep, I'm already burning and itching all over. My remaining sleep is troubled.
I'm in my apartment, I get up, go to the freezer for icepacks. I lay back in bed with icepacks all over my body to relieve the INTENSE BURNING AND ITCHING I feel all over.
Another dream, I check on Google how long a Niacin flush lasts.
Last dream, three teenagers are sitting along a fence in the sun. They took Niacin, like they were doing drugs together. The girl in the middle is freaking out because of how hot and itchy she is. Me too, girl. Me too.
I wake up at 6am, can't sleep any longer. Niacin was a terrible idea. Since my only LD came before I took my supplements, I'll try only honey and MCT oil tonight and see what my results are like.
Also, what do you call it when you LD but you're in your apartment and it feels like real life? OBE? Astral Projection? False Awakening? This has happened before, and leads to some very boring LDs.

I’m coming home to Mom’s after having left Melissa’s. Ryan’s car is backed into the driveway and I see him out front. I think I get mad and yell at him, causing an altercation. I’m still in my car and he is on foot, so I start driving after him. He sprints away, which I find funny, but I am genuinely trying to hit him. I think he is now gone and I am on foot and picking up some things he has left by a mailbox. Now, I’m in the house and at the table with Mom and some unknown dirty blond girl probably a few years older than me. I can tell that her personality is not all that attractive and somewhat prude and priggish. I think they’re discussing legal matters regarding the situation and I can’t tell if they’re on my side or his.




I am going to a Flowing Tide with the family. It seems to be in a room off of the main area of a casino or something. When we get in, the place is empty. I notice a sign saying that they open at 7 and at 8. I guess we’ve just missed the 7 o’clock cutoff, but a female server lets us hang out while she cleans. This room has all of the tables and chairs pushed against the walls. I notice all the crumbs on them and on the dark carpet. One of the staff hesitates for a moment, looking it over, looking exhausted. We’re now sitting, and Sage is here. We’ve both ordered beer. Mine is a pint of something autumnal? that is really not all that great. Sage’s is a bomber of a dark/strong beer. I try it, needing two hands to lift the dark bottle, and it is good. It is bitter, but that seems to be the point, and I end up wishing I got this instead. The family is going on a hike after this, but Makayla and I have gone to the wrong spot. The correct spot was right above the Flowing Tide, but we went a little ways away (I think I drove). There is something about Makayla still wanting to do this hike and me just picking her up later. I’m trying to stick to the plan/just go with the flow, and this just seems like an inconvenience.




I am in a bathtub with two men and two women around my age, all unfamiliar, all nude. I don’t think there is any water in the tub, and it’s also just big enough for us all. There seems to be some kind of glass partition around the tub, and the tub seems to be in a bar?room where there are other people. I think we can see out but they can’t see in. I am touching one of the men now; his penis is thick but very short, not sticking up very far past his patch of pubic hair. I seem to be mostly pulling on the skin, and I don’t think it feels that good for him. I touch the other now; his penis is a bit larger and I think I do a better job. Now, a new blond and slightly pudgy girl is here (and I think the others are gone). I’m still naked as she coats my flaccid penis in some black liquid and then sucks it off. I don’t think I like her or this.




I’m in bed with Melissa and we’re talking. She asks what kind of science? I like, and I tell her dreams, music, and space.

Brittney is looking to rent a house with me since I think I have expressed that I’m looking. She’s wasted no time, and we are pulling up at the house. This house looks more like a school building it is so large. There are two separate buildings, the smaller of which we are parking directly in front of. The main building is off to the left a bit. I think this one in front of the ~4 parking spaces must be a guest house. Both are of a darker brown wood, angular and modern but not gaudy. From this parking spot I can see up into a space in the main building. It looks like a giant pool room. The walls are an antique looking white stone and vast; the ceiling is thirty or so feet high. The far wall has a large mirror that reflects a chandelier. I am taken with it and take a quick picture. We now go inside to tour the place. There is a middle aged black lady wearing some kind of headwrap who has 1-2 boys and is still currently living here. This house has an absurd amount of rooms, but they are all decorated modestly. It is almost an odd juxtaposition to the opulence of the house itself. I begin looking at rooms more thoroughly. I notice a few bathtubs. One room has a circular nook and tub with currently drawn curtains, which I like. It seems this entire room is just for the bathtub. There is an area that looks like a hallway, except it dead ends at a wall with a small, square window.it is inclined at 10 degrees or so, yet there is a long, dark wood dining table. Intrigued at this, I pull a chair out to envision how this would or wouldn’t work. I notice the lady watching me down at the other end and become self conscious, but she’s probably thinking it’s good that I’m involved/invested. I know that she is going to bed soon (even though I think it’s only around 9pm) so I quickly look at one more room (a bedroom with a walk-in closet and tub - almost like Dad’s) and we leave. I think the plan is for it to be me, Melissa, Brittney, Carlos, and Kestlie, so the rent will be manageable.




I’m on what looks like an apartment balcony with Laynie and I think Melissa and Laynie’s mom. Laynie’s baby is here too, only about six inches tall and playing around on Laynie’s shoulder. Laynie is completely topless, which strikes no one as odd, if we even really notice. The kid goes to give me a high five and I raise my hand to where she can’t possibly reach, then bring it to rest on Laynie’s shoulder because it is the closest thing. I think for a second we both thought I almost set it on her breast and both make a jokingly relieved face.




I’m up on a rocky outcropping on a hill, right at the crest of where a small river/stream becomes a sort of flume. It seems natural, but I think there are three different channels of stone. There are two other men here, somewhat older than me and Asian, I think. We are finding certain stones to send down the flume. These stones are tan and somewhat translucent (kind of a tan quartz) and they float. I’m breaking them off a larger section of stone, I think having more trouble finding the right ones than they are. I think they float down to a town and then do something. It seems dark out.

I am in my bed at Mom’s. I am going to sleep or have been sleeping. I think Ryan lives here. He comes in here, and it is so dark that I barely see him but rather sense him. He exudes malevolent sarcasm as he says something to taunt me. He then leans over and kisses my arm, his lips sickeningly wet. Smiling as he thinks he’s won, he leaves with another remark. Now I think it is the next day. I am going to covertly find some boxes, pack my things, and leave within the day.

I am driving with Sage to see Tool in Arizona. I know I am going with her, but it looks like I’m in the car alone right now. The scenery is nothing immediately familiar to me, but it is the typical arid landscape I would expect. This two lane desert highway meanders through some scrub and brown hills. It is dim, but at one point dark. I drive past a silent scene of carnage. Strewn across the road is a creature (maybe a human?) that has suffered an attack on its head. There is a chunk missing and a trail of blood and remnants. Since there is a hill right nearby, I assume that whatever did this must be up there. It is light again, and I am looking at some dark rock outcroppings atop a hill. There are small farmhouses at the base of the hill and openings in the rock pile that look clearly inhabited by something. The openings are almost as large as the structures, and it freaks me out slightly that they exist so close together. I then realize that they are actually barns or sheds, but still don’t like the thought. Only a little ways to the left, surrounded by some trees, is a house, still too close I think. I think we left at 4 pm, which I’m thinking will give us plenty of time (I’m thinking it takes 2-2 ½ hours to get there). We have arrived, a typical large indoor arena, and I think our seats are apart. I conclude that it shouldn’t be too hard to find someone willing to switch. The place seems pretty full and all of the lights are still on. I’m telling Sage I’m sure they’ll open with ‘Aenima’ (thinking of the Fear Inoculum tour) but it’d be cool if they surprised us with something like ‘Flood’ (I think we were listening to that in the car - I remember seeing the dash display with the track time and hearing the intro).




I’m in some house with some others, one of which is Krissy from work. There is also a child on the brown couch that might be mine.




I’m looking at the full moon and watch as it looks like something is shot through it. The ‘something’ is small compared to the moon, but it leaves a trail of particles. I tell someone and think they don’t believe me until it is publicly announced that the moon has been shot.

I was in the house and realised that I was dreaming again. This was the third dream of the night but I had not ben able to get out of the house because I was distracted. This time i had set the goal of exploring and flying around. So this time I got out and found I was in the back yard of the 5 acer house. So I ran twards the back yard. I jumped up and phocused on the wind and felt it flowing around me and I flew up and by phocusing on the direction and wind currents I was able to fly up. I flew above the clouds and saw a map like a game map but real. It had like the fog of war on the land. I was able to tell there were 4 buildings placed at the heart tips of a heart shaped 4 leaf clover. I had come from the north leaf. About 30 mi from the sandstone asteck pyramid. That leaf was to my left and to my right was the south leaf and on its lower right heart bump was a brown desert with rocks and a carnival. Later I learn that lucidity is kept difrently or rewarded difrently in each leaf. In the lower it was an pvp rpg system where you got rewards for exploits. There was lucidity packets and rewards that could help you phisicaly (odd but it seems to be a recurring theme in my dreams stuf there can give you wealth in a certain aspect or talent in skills). Later when I saw a rich person's house where I apparently went to perform a counsltashion for the mother who married a non natural lucid man and where wondering about how to make him more natural at it. Theas people were rich and they had paid for a stairway to heaven. This was basically where they built their steps to cultivate lucidity. This was built with tiles that interlock that had difrent gradients and give. Basically to make yo pay a certain type of attention when walking the stairs. Every step was difrent.