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To say the two women had no distinguishing features would be a lie. But it was unimaginably dark the moment we headed down the corridor, there was never a chance I could see their faces. We passed a door to the left that opened to a small bathroom. The glass door at the other side of the corridor was the only visible thing in the darkness. The mood was abnormally silent and eerie. They stopped before a door to the right about halfway through. When I went inside, I saw only a bed and a couch in an otherwise empty room. The two women spoke between themselves while I found myself comfortable.

The both of them were well versed in lucid dreaming. I saw a person standing beside me, perhaps another student? I tried to listen to their lessons and attempted to become lucid. We would gather each night for our sessions. Every time the lesson ended, our teachers would lead us back down the corridor into a separate bedroom. I never knew who the women were, their names, nor were they in any way familiar to me. They were very patient with us, however. We would always practice during the late hours of the night.

Sometimes, the place we stayed in changed overnight. One time we slept inside a vacant office. The room had a series of shelves around its walls with nuts, bolts, and other stuff, and a desk with a small T.V. There was a cooking show on screen about an Argentinian chef preparing an alluring sauce. Another time we were sitting outside the women's porch. I remained puzzled as to how it was we kept changing places.

A ghost resided in the house. The first time I saw it, it had brushed past us while we were on the corridor. The ghost would always follow the same route from the glass door to the bathroom. Though it never materialized, I believed it was a small child. The women were aware of the ghost but did not feared it. The ghost never bothered with our lessons, but I never stopped being scared of it.

During one particular night, one of the women delved into the many methods for attaining lucidity. Sitting on the couch the two practitioners guided us through their teachings. Suddenly, I could mentally see each lesson like choices on a menu screen. From the five on display (which I can't remember), I decided on the first one and gave it a chance. Immediately my body went numb, as if with sleep paralysis. An ever growing pressure settled on both sides of my neck. Anxious, I tried to shake it off, but my body would not move. As if responding to my fear, the pressing subsided. When we finished that night, one of the women stood beside me and thanked a disembodied presence for our well-being.

* * *

I try moving my hands but notice they are tied to a pole. It is very dark in here, wherever I am. I am, again, bordering on the threshold of lucidity. I remember discussing lucid dreaming with two other people. We don't seem to have a body with us while the conversation takes place.

In which I have several short dreams...

One - Lucy has turned into a sun bear. She doesn't seem to mind.

Two - Lucy and I are walking down the ramp into town. There is a small black bear picking blackberries off the vines growing over the railing. We must edge past it without scaring it. I'm more than a little scared, but it does not occur to me to turn around. I drag Lucy past.

Three - I'm on a visit. N is there. We argue about the upcoming election. It's tedious. She's smug and infuriating. I feel rage.

Woke up after ~4 hours of sleep and decided to give WILD another go. Included some SSILD because it makes transitioning easier (or possible?) for me.

Everything went well with me waiting in a deeply relaxed state until I felt REM setting in after some time. Then, a familiar feeling of being pulled in started but I got distracted by someone coming in my room and talking to me. I wasn't sure if this was real, though I should have known better by now...

After a short non-lucid dream I started another try. This was almost the same as before except I was prepared now and didn't care for any hallucinations. When I felt the transition was over I slowly got up - my whole body was extremely heavy and I could barely move. So, I focused on the feeling of gravity (or the lack thereof) which immediately improved things. I walked through the house and left straight through the door (only a slight pressure while passing through). Outside I started hovering in the air but suddenly there was a glitch in the dream and I was back inside, in front of the door again. This time I floated through the window and then examined my surroudings outside. Looking around, I once again could barely believe the detail and vividness of the dream. I flew around a bit and got to a small beautiful cottage. For some reason I suddenly felt sexually aroused and wasn't too surprised when I found a DC sitting in a hanging chair in front of the cottage. But first I went around the garden and - wondering if I have ever smelled something in a dream - stuck my nose in flowers etc. There were some strange yellow-purple bananas and large pink flowers - the latter had indeed an intense, pleasant scent to them. Afterwards I went back to the DC and had sex with him which was a quite short but rather enjoyable and interesting experience. Then I woke up and went back to normal sleep.

The dream begins in New York City and I sense something out of my vision, so I go to check it out. Now then, it must be noted that NYC is actually the key area of my favorite dream, so it's natural to say I kind of incubated this.

I re-experience my best flying dream, SOAR, where I see the clouds trail by in the blue sky, feeling the wind blow past my face. I grab a cloud and feel it against my skin, with my previous shout "Sugoi" used as a powerful anchor.

This transition is actually kind of similar to the original SOAR. Although I didn't use an ability to help someone, the casual manner in which I twisted myself with the scene transition is almost like deja vu. Here is the original for comparison: "The blue peaceful field fills my vision, as the white fluffy clouds trail by, some big, but most of them long and thin. Gentle music begins playing in the background, a bit like a movie soundtrack (but soft enough to be unrecognizable). With the wind blowing in my face, I feel exhilarated. I feel a little bit nervous with butterflies in my stomach, however, as I tilt left and right, up and down, soon enough the pleasure of flying overcomes that nervousness. I feel free, I feel liberated, I feel fulfilled, I feel astonished. With the music slowly building upwards, the scene is so impressive I cannot help but exclaim: "Sugoi!!!""

So now you know more about SOAR. Let's move on.

The scene transitions and I lower myself down to the ground, where I am in CHARISMABBY, a dream where I hung out with my crush in Taj Mahal. With the sweet nostalgia remaining in the background, I see a golden diamond trinket in the middle of the hallway, and pick it up.

Now, CHARISMABBY is a remarkably short dream with not much to mention other than the fact that a country pop song played near the end, and I ran out of time for goals. However, I forgot to mention in the short version, it's a golden diamond because it represents my crush herself. In an excerpt of the dream, it says "Her laugh is contagious and her smile dazzles with light glinting off of her teeth, and with the light reflecting off of her hair too. Though I cannot remember an actual conversation, I feel greatly fulfilled merely by her presence and happiness." As you can see, it's clear that the dream and the girl was precious to me, that's why it was shown as me gathering a diamond.

With CHARISMABBY out of the way, let's talk about Beautiful Garden and New Telekinesis.

" I then see myself in a big beautiful garden from my dream New Telekinesis, and pick a flower from below. "

Okay, so this one's really short, and might actually be kind of a false memory, but I could've sworn this happened. The main reason why this is a little strange is that Beautiful Garden is a dream from really long ago, with details that imply I felt trapped, with a house filled with security and an overly strict mother sheltering her child. I used my powers to help her out and show off while standing in a field of flowers. However, you could argue that it's perfectly natural for this dream to be in ENIGMA, after all, SOAR displayed my freedom, and without the locked door shown, the red flower both represents a devotion to the new life, and could be a tribute to the previous scene about my crush.

This leads to another completely different scene: I'm in Ice, Ice Baby, where I had experimented with ice powers in a cold landscape. I see a hint of the northern lights...

Okay so Ice Ice Baby seems like your classic lucid dream, except I actually had a close call in the beginning as I was in camera view and had trouble stabilizing until I waited a while. The dream also kind of speaks volumes about my independence and my rational nature (as related to Piano Battle, but that's another matter entirely). What's curious is that in the original dream "Let it Go" and "The Greatest Show" started playing as a remix, while in ENIGMA it focused more on the visuals, with the next scene inferring the music that would happen in the background.

I transition this to complete darkness, resembling TRUE SYNESTHESIA, where I had seen music as colors. Here the colors flow very nicely, as if the song originally from CHARISMABBY had been transposed to this dream.

Unfortunately, it's quite difficult to recall the exact colors. I think it was a little of... red? Blue? Purple ish? Pretty normal stuff. With the songs from CHARISMA and Ice Ice not played directly, it's cool that this scene implies what they would look like. Overall, it's quite curious how all the re-experiences dulled down the sounds, but had visuals to compensate, and a mystery feeling overall. The soundtrack was kind of ambient, actually. It was brooding in the background, seemingly building up to this moment.

I become lucid and summon my dream guide to talk to her for a while. The rest of the dream is in darkness, but it is reaffirming the strength of the beginning.

So the ending is actually very unusual for a 6/5 dream, and still unusual even for a 5/5, and still yet somewhat strange for any dream. I've never really kind of "meditated" in the dark for what seems like half the dream, but that's what it seemed like occurred near the end. I just sat in the dark. Also, I forgot to transcribe here that I asked for permission to show the dream in different order -- because it didn't seem to matter at the time-- and she agreed. But I honestly am not sure what dream me was thinking. Yes, It seems somewhat logical that maybe I could describe this ending with SOAR, a powerful climax, but that would just lead to it being compared to the original dream. I believe that it started out with the strongest and best, so that the rest could complement well without having to compete (as such, why I don't list ENIGMA in my top 10, as it is a different kind of dream).

And I feel like TRUE SYNESTHESIA should indeed be the ending as it is here, as the rest of dream is dark just like the original. There's no point going bright again. Now, you can argue that you can swap around CHARISMA, Ice, and Garden, but it's actually pretty hard. The two slightly romantic scenes separated the two independence theme ideas, which is actually critical. If Ice happened right after Flight, it seems a strange transition as Ice is still a great exploration and dominance of power. Garden afterwards is also a little difficult, as I am standing completely still, making it a little too quick of a movement stop. In a way, ENIGMA is already perfect with the flying upwards gradually slowing down to a stroll to take the diamond, followed by picking up a flower, then moving to a landscape complete opposite where everything is cold yet still shows the same theme, and finally the dark conclusion.

(Just FYI, if I had these dreams in the order they occurred IRL, it would be: [2015] Garden, OZ, [2016] SOAR, CHARISMABBY, [2017] TRUE SYNTH, [2018] Ice)

Of course, the dream guide wasn't necessary to solidify the dream. But I feel like my question is actually quite interesting. I wanted to make ENIGMA even more mysterious than it currently was; I even made a puzzle IRL to correspond to the easter egg feeling of the dream. But it's clear from analysis, the dream was through and through perfect.

Alright, you're probably curious why OZ wasn't re-experienced and what that means, considering OZ is my favorite dream. Firstly, OZ's beginning is actually quite dangerous; I tried experimenting the bad side of that and it was not good. Cars were zooming by dangerously, and that is risky. Next, the main idea of OZ is breaking the limits of lucidity. I had asked my subconscious to : show me something hilarious, inspire me, go to the sea, go 20,000 leagues under, then ask Mastermind how he faked his death. Now, the first four could definitely be redone, so what's the problem? ENIGMA actually clearly has its own themes.

Except for the last scene, I am completely alone, and so each scene stresses my freedom, and my exploration of these past scenes. The funny scene was necessary to leave the dangerous cars behind and establish a strong break away, while ENIGMA does not need that. The Inspiration is also not needed as SOAR is more than enough. The big question is then, why not under the sea? This is quite difficult to answer. Online it says sea means "your calm mind, fluctuating emotions and internal strength", which doesn't exactly contradict anything from Enigma. My personal interpretation is that I already know my feelings, I'm already confident in myself. In the past, I've needed to seek forth my feelings and tackle them. However, by collecting the diamond in CHARISMA, the flower from Garden, it's clearly shown that I understand and accept these feelings from the past and their effect on the present.

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

Been away for a while now. I've had this troubling theme of war and big bombs.

I'm by some kind of half circled arena and there is a kid in the middle. He is to show us his invention and there is a prize to the person who has the best invention. He shows us his rocket and it starts. It flies up in the sky and there is a big explosion, but it doesn't end there. There is another rocket coming from the explosion and one more time. After some explosions there is only a very small rocket left. This small rocket fires of the biggest explosion of them all. The kid won the competition and got a golden slipper.

I'm by an army camp and they are training for war. There is a big airplane flying very close to the ground and it's releasing big bombs of different sizes and shapes. I think it's weird that it isn't only loaded with one kind of bomb.

I'm by our summer place and I fly with some people. I'm not that good and it's really hard to fly. I don't even manage to fly off the ground. This was a scary dream but I don't remember what was scary.

Notes: Me and my mom talked about war and it's negative effects.

35 ОС (2) от 6 января 2012
Пойти спиной назад
Сюжет неосознанной части был таков: я бегал в каком-то здании в поиске стены, которая давала силу. В конце концов я её нашёл. С какими-то спрайтами я стал спускаться по ступенькам, и тут ступеньки пошли вверх. Я подумал: "Это лестница Лэшера" (Правильно было бы сказать Эшера). Развернулся и стал спускаться вниз. Вышел в коридор. Дошёл до конца коридора. Слева от него была дверь, впереди стенка. Я открыл дверь - там была ещё лестница, и по ней ходили спрайты. От туда веяло какой-то чужеродностью, и я закрыл дверь. Сделал пару шагов по коридору и осознался. Далее мои мысли были чёткими без эмоций и дополнительных слов. "Надо пойти спиной назад". Коридор стал отдаляться. Когда я прошёл то место, где была стена, подумал: "Таким образом точно можно проходить сквозь стены". Идти с самого начала спиной назад было трудно, воздух был будто бы вязкий, сковывал все движения. Постепенно коридор становился всё дальше и дальше. Спрайты с которыми я в него заходил виднелись всё меньших размеров. Постепенно окружающие стены растаяли, и я оказался на подземной стоянке. Кругом стояли старые автомобили, некоторые без колёс. Я продолжал идти спиной назад и думал: "Надо найти источник синего пламени." Тут я вижу, что в мою сторону идёт девушка. Лица её я не рассмотрел, заметил только длинные волосы, брюнетка, и одета по моему в белое платье. Мелькнула мысль, что это может быть сновидящий, но потом я подумал, что тогда она должна была идти то же спиной назад. Я постарался от неё оторваться, шагать быстрее. Но воздух стал ещё более вязким. Она же хоть и шла медленно, но быстро приближалась ко мне. Когда до меня ей оставалось дойти примерно 5 шагов, я развернулся, чтобы идти вперёд быстрее, и тут же вылетел из сна.

Выводы:
1. Столкнулся с искривляющейся лестницей. Название вспомнил с ошибкой. Лестница Эшера.
2. Почувствовал чужеродность за дверью.
3. Пошел спиной назад. Сначала отдалился коридор. Потом я прошел сквозь стену, и оказался в другой локации. А затем воздух стал вязким.
4. Источник синего пламени - это так же относится к эксперименту с пещерой. Хотел таким образом прийти туда, но не вышло.

35 LD (2) January 6, 2012
Go Back to back ((Забавно, что по английски спина человека и идти назад переводятся одним словом - back). (It's funny that in English a person’s back and go back are translated in one word - the back).
The plot of the unconscious part was this: I ran in some building in search of a wall that gave strength. In the end, I found her. With some sprites, I began to go down the stairs, and then the stairs went up. I thought: “This is the ladder of Lasher” (It would be right to say Escher). Turned around and began to go down.
I went out into the corridor. I reached the end of the corridor. To his left was a door, in front of a wall. I opened the door - there was still a ladder, and sprites walked on it. A sort of alienness blew from there, and I closed the door.
I took a couple of steps along the corridor and confessed. Further, my thoughts were clear without emotions and additional words. "I have to go back to back."
The corridor began to move away. When I went through the place where the wall was, I thought: "So you can definitely go through the walls."
It was difficult to go back to back from the very beginning, the air was as if viscous, constraining all movements. Gradually, the corridor grew farther and farther. The sprites with which I went into it were visible all smaller. Gradually, the surrounding walls melted, and I ended up in an underground parking lot.
All around were old cars, some without wheels. I continued to walk backwards and thought: “I need to find the source of the blue flame.”
Then I see that a girl is walking in my direction. I did not examine her faces, I noticed only long hair, a brunette, and is dressed in my opinion in a white dress. The thought flickered that it could be a dreamer, but then I thought that then she had to go the same backwards. I tried to tear myself away from her, walk faster. But the air has become even more viscous. Although she walked slowly, she quickly approached me. When she had to walk about 5 steps to me, I turned to go forward faster, and immediately flew out of dream.

Findings:
1. Faced a curving staircase. The name is remembered with an error. Escher's staircase.
2. Felt alien outside the door.
3. Went back to back. At first the corridor moved away. Then I went through the wall, and ended up in a different location. And then the air became viscous.
4. Source of the blue flame - this also applies to the experiment with the cave. I wanted to come there in this way, but it did not work out.

34 ОС (1) от 4 января 2012
Лягушоид. Луг, окружённый зданиями
Я находился на территории университета. Пообщавшись с одногрупниками, решил пойти по делам. Но по пути мне дорогу преградило животное. Размером с телёнка, зелёного цвета, лягушачья морда. Я стал отходить от этого зверя в сторону второго корпуса универа. Зверь же шёл за мной. Забежал во второй корпус. Увидел, что на той стороне то же есть проход, и за ним идёт дождь. С этой же стороны светило солнце. Не удивился этому. Решил пройти по второму этажу, через столовую. Поднялся на второй этаж, дошёл до конца коридора. Но выхода в столовую не нашёл. Где бы не открывал дверь, оказывался в другой комнате. В одной из таких комнат спросил парня, как мне отсюда выбраться. Тот сказал, что в коридоре надо подтянутся на турнике. "Странный какой-то способ выбраться", - подумал я. Но опять не осознался. Подошёл к этому турнику (деревянная палка, державшаяся на поручнях). Подтянулся, и моя голова прошла сквозь потолок. Вот тут я уже осознался.

Далее я оказываюсь на чердаке. Там валяются какие-то бумаги с цифрами. Пытаюсь их прочитать. Запомнил начало и конец чисел 371………..372. Потом другая бумага с номером . Прочитал её. Пожелал оказаться в пещере "Винного кота". Встал на чердаке в полный рост, дошёл до ступенек, неизвестно откуда появившихся. Спустился по ним, и оказался в совершенно другом месте.

Я оказался на лугу, который окружали высотные здания. На зданиях были балконы покрашенные в синий цвет. Было такое чувство, будто я сам создаю это СП. Ещё подумал: "Интересная у меня пещера получается, луг с кучей цветов, и высотные здания вокруг". Рядом появилась девушка, которую я знаю по реалу. Начала звать меня: "Мол пошли отсюда, здесь всё равно никого нет". Я не обращал на неё внимание, продолжал искать людей. Увидел среди цветов мужчину в белых одеждах. Подумал, что это может быть Ясновидец. Девушка же походу дела прочитала мои мысли, так как пошла в сторону мужика со словами: "Я пластический хирург, я из него кого хочешь сделаю, да и из тебя кого хочешь могу сделать." Когда она до него дошла, я переместился в свою комнату.

Оказался в своей комнате, в руках держу два ножа. Пошёл в сторону балкона. Один нож куда-то делся. Стою на балконе и рассуждаю: "Вот я и в ОС, чем бы заняться." Попробовал посоздавать спрайтов внизу - не вышло. Создать предмет в руке тоже не получилось. Тогда решил кинуть нож и сделать так, чтобы он вернулся ко мне в руку. Стоило только его кинуть, как сразу перенесло в постель.

Лежу в постели, вокруг спрайты между собой о чём то разговаривают, на меня ноль внимания. Через некоторое время просыпаюсь уже по настоящему.

Выводы:
1. Встретил странное существо теленок с лягушачей мордой.
2. Не сумел найти вход в столовую, хотя он есть в реале.
3. Осознался после того, как подтянулся сквозь потолок.
4. Видел странные бумаги с цифрами.
5. Пещера винного кота - это был эксперимент на другом форуме - попасть в общее сновиденное пространство пещеру. "Винный кот" - создал эту пещеру в своем ОСе. Отдельный признак был синий цвет.
6. Чувствовал, что я сам создаю это пространство, точнее мое подсознание.
7. Интересен персонаж девушки. Действовала довольно разумно.
8. Создать спрайтов и создать предмет силой мысли не вышло.
9. Ножик, как бумеранг, в руку не вернулся.
10. Словил ЛП - ложное просыпание.

34 LD (1) dated January 4, 2012
The frogoid. Meadow surrounded by buildings

I was at the university. After talking with classmates, I decided to go about business. But along the way, an animal blocked my path. The size of a calf, green, frog face. I began to move away from this beast towards the second building of the university. The beast followed me.
I ran into the second building. I saw that on the other side there is a passage, and after it it rains. The sun was shining from the same side. I was not surprised at this.
I decided to go up the second floor, through the dining room. Climbed to the second floor, reached the end of the corridor. But I did not find an exit to the dining room. Wherever the door opens, I find myself in another room. In one of these rooms I asked a guy how to get out of here. He said that in the corridor you need to catch up on the horizontal bar. Some strange way to get out, I thought. But again, I did not realize.
I went up to this horizontal bar (a wooden stick held on handrails). I pulled myself up and my head went through the ceiling. Here I already realized.

Next, I find myself in the attic. There are some papers with numbers lying around. I'm trying to read them. I remembered the beginning and the end of the numbers 371 .............. 372. Then another paper with a number. I read it. He wished to be in the cave "Wine Cat". I stood in the attic at full height, reached the steps that appeared from nowhere. I went down them and ended up in a completely different place.

I ended up in a meadow surrounded by tall buildings. The buildings had balconies painted blue. It felt like I was creating this space myself.
Nearby appeared a girl whom I know in real life. She began to call me: "They say they went from here, there’s still nobody here." I did not pay attention to her, continued to search for people. I saw among the flowers a man in white robes. I thought it could be Clairvoyant.
The girl, on a hike, read my thoughts, as she went to the side of the peasant with the words: “I’m a plastic surgeon. When she reached him, I moved to my room.


I ended up in my room, holding two knives in my hands. I went towards the balcony. One knife has gone somewhere. I stand on the balcony and argue: "Here I am in the LD, what to do." I tried to create sprites below - it did not work. To create an item in the hand also failed. Then I decided to throw a knife and make it return to my hand. As soon as I threw him, I was immediately transferred to bed.

I lie in bed, around the sprites talking among themselves about something, there is zero attention to me. After some time I wake up already for real.

Findings:
1. Met a strange creature calf with a frog face.
2. I could not find the entrance to the dining room, although it is in real life.
3. Confessed after I pulled myself up through the ceiling.
4. I saw strange papers with numbers.
5. The wine cat cave - it was an experiment on another forum - to get into the cave's dream space. "Wine Cat" - created this cave in his LD. A separate sign was blue.
6. Felt that I myself create this space, or rather, my subconscious.
7. An interesting girl character. Acted quite reasonably.
8. Create sprites and create an object by the power of thought did not work.
9. The knife, like a boomerang, did not return to the hand.
10. Caught FW - false waking.

Slept later and woke earlier than usual.

I had some dream and as I awoke to it on FA. I Djed in my FA. Then I FAed again and Djed there. I realized whats up so I decided to wake up, slight lucidity - intention to wake to DJ. And so I Djed and FAed again. I looked at my DJ and it had stuff I wrote earlier but this was a dream. But since the dream words stayed, I was tricked by the dream. The dream dj had noted "ego" or something like that.

I left the bedroom and it was an apartment there, felt like it faced the west, the window or veranda did. I shared the bed with one or two ppl, we slept together on that bed. They were already up and in the living. Interacted with them. The dream gave me impression that I was dating them. I went back to bedroom, thought maybe I'd do the laundry.

I checked my dj and it still had stuff written on it. But there were blocks dancing around... Should be obvious that its a dream but no. I awake and check my dj to see if I wrote anything down but it was blank.
...

Notes :
I begin to have these FADJs often as I restart Djing consistently. They can lead to ld but can be annoying since I'm trying to dj instead doing dream things. Eventually you realize what's up and get lucid. But how do I improve this?

There's something to this though. I noticed something. You sort of recollect dream memories and get better at it. You get faster and better at it and as you do, you sort of have more time to get lucid? You begin with retroactive lucidity by djing and it becomes more present. You're transcrbing a story of your subconscious and, as you get faster you catch up to it. And when you are consistently faster than the story, then that's when you are consistently ahead of the dream, or lucid, dream control.. Etc

You transform from a transcriber into a writer of your own dreams.

Just my thoughts. Be it like staying "fit" in certain aspects. Staying fit with what? I think Blake said it, "I've forgotten, I must remember". REMember what?

I've forgotten, I must remember.

33 ОС. Вещий сон про лампочку. 25 декабря 2011

Итак сниться мне сон, что я нахожусь в своей комнате. Свет начинает мигать , потом отключается, на некоторое время включился заново. Я иду проверять в подъезд - всё ли там в порядке. В подъезде свет тоже мигает. Захожу домой на кухню беру яйцо размером с лампочку, и ещё одно поменьше - пошёл вкручивать. Мама мне говорит: "Нет это не подойдёт здесь резьба другая". Дотрагиваюсь до яйца - оно хрупкое. Иду обратно на кухню разбиваю эти яйца на сковородку, делаю яичницу так сказать. Возвращаюсь уже в зал, там тоже выключается свет. Бабушка говорит: "Может свет отключили". "Нет", -говорю я: "Видишь телевизор то работает". Захожу опять в спальню. Там то же лежит бабушка. Начинаю её перетаскивать к той которая в зале. Тут и осознаюсь.
"Стоп, что за бред?! Почему две бабушки. А это сон!"
Спрайт бабушки тут же исчезает. Я начинаю хлопать в ладоши, говоря - Свет зажгись. Не зажёгся. Закрываю глаза, с желанием, что когда открою свет был. Не вышло. Закрываю ещё раз глаза, и чувствую, что меня вытягивает из сна. Сопротивляться не стал - уж больно, мне не нравилась атмосфера этого сна.

После этого опять заснул, запомнил несколько снов, но осознания в них уже не было. Уже утром в реале включаю в комнате свет, и бац! Лампочка перегорает. Беру другую, вкручиваю. Свет зажёгся и тут же погас - вторая перегорела. Вкручиваю третью - вообще не включается, с резьбой не порядок был. Только когда вкрутил четвёртую, тогда свет появился.

Выводы:
1. Приснился вещий сон. Хотя и бытового плана.
2. Первоначально был неосознанный сон с мигающим светом и яйцом-лампочкой.
3. Осознался из-за того, что увидел двух одинаковых персонажей.
4. Зажечь свет не получилось. Метод желания не сработал.

33 LD. A prophetic dream about a light bulb. December 25, 2011

So I have a dream that I am in my room. The light starts blinking, then turns off, for a while it turns on again. I'm going to check the staircase landing - is everything okay there. At the staircase landing, the light also flashes.
I go home to the kitchen and take an egg the size of a light bulb, and another smaller one - I went to screw it.
Mom says to me: "No, it won’t fit here another thread." I touch the egg - it is fragile. I’m going back to the kitchen, breaking these eggs into a frying pan, making scrambled eggs, so to speak.
I am already returning to the hall, the light also turns off there. Grandmother says: "Maybe the lights went out." “No,” I say: “You see the TV is working.”

I go back to the bedroom. There is the same grandmother. I begin to drag it to the one in the hall. Here I also confess.
"Stop, what nonsense ?! Why two grandmothers. And this is a dream!"
Grandma’s sprite immediately disappears. I begin to clap my hands, saying - Light come on. Do not light up.
I close my eyes, with the desire that when I open the light was. It didn’t work out. I close my eyes again, and I feel that I am being pulled out of dream. I didn’t resist - it was painful, I didn’t like the atmosphere of this dream.

After that he again fell asleep, remembered several dreams, but there was no longer awareness in them. Already in the morning in real life I turn on the light in the room, and bam! The light goes out. I take another, screw in. The light came on and immediately went out - the second burned out. I screw the third one - it does not turn on at all, there was no order with the thread. Only when I twisted the fourth, then the light appeared.

Findings:

1. I had a prophetic dream. Although a domestic plan.
2. Initially, there was an unconscious dream with a blinking light and an egg-bulb.
3. Confessed due to the fact that he saw two identical characters.
4. The light failed. The desire method did not work.

32 ОС. Комп во сне. Вторая попытка позвонить Nomad.
24 декабря 2011
Осознался сидя за компом. Сидел в интернете, браузер был открыть - искать не понадобилось. Решил в поиски набрать своё имя. Выпал сначала Бунин, потом Блок. Своего имени я так и не нашёл. Тогда решил в поиске набрать Nomad выпало имя Виктория, потом какая то картинка и расплывчатыми английскими буквами на этой картинке надпись Paste. Время от времени в интернете появлялось видео. Сильно разглядывать я его не стал, чтобы не попасть в сюжет. Вспомнил, что читал на форуме, как просовывали руки сквозь экран телевизора. Решил проверить это на экране монитора. Ага щас, проверил - стекло, как и в реале! Было заметно, что персонажи бегающие в видео время от времени смотрят на меня. Тогда я решил нацелить на них палец и "расстрелять". Получилось, многие персы полегли за экраном монитора Smile. Сам же я никаких ощущений не испытывал. Оторвался от экрана монитора. Решил на этот раз позвонить Nomad через домашний телефон. Поднимаю трубку, мне голос "телефонистки" говорит: "Наберите исходящие номера". Сработала логика сна. Набрать исходящие номера - это значит набрать все кнопки, кроме кнопки входящие. Набираю, слышу женский голос, читающий какую то лекцию о спасении мира. Я прерываю этот голос и спрашиваю: "Ты Nomad?" Голос замолк, и никакого ответа не дал. Забыл написать, что всё это время я записывал во сне результаты своих наблюдений на листочек, чтобы не забыть в реале.
Поговорив по телефону я решил пойти на кухню. На кухни сидели мама и бабушка. Осознанность ослабла. Мне пришла в голову мысль, что я сейчас в реалтайме, они же сидят сейчас в реале, и не видят меня. Походил вокруг них. Попробовал просунуть руку сквозь них, вроде как получилось, но я в этом не уверен. Тут ещё возник один момент: Я наблюдал как мама пьёт чай из банки сгущёнки, её чувствами. Т.е как бы вошёл в её тело. После решил выйти к соседям, но передумал. Решил проверить найду ли я несуразности в разговоре между мамой и бабушкой. Несуразности я не нашёл, но их было полно. В этот момент я ещё спрайтам задавал вопросы, на некоторые из них они отвечали, а некоторые игнорировали. Смысл их фраз сводился к тому, что мама случайно ушла в тапочках на работу (и это зимой то). Далее про маминого начальника, что он вылил себе стакан воды на пузо. И они на работе думали, что он шутит, а оказывается он больной и чёрный как в скафандре. На этом бреде я и проснулся.

Выводы:
1. Во сне можно лазить в интернете. Страницы отличаются от реальных.
2. Просунуть руку сквозь компьютерный экран не вышло.
3. Удалось пальцем расстрелять персонажей в экране компа.
4. В телефоне ответил голос телефонистки.
5. В ОСе сбоила логика. Частично терял осознанность.
6. Вошел в тело персонажа. Почувствовал ее чувства.
7. Не сумел во сне найти несуразности в разговоре, хотя их было навалом.

32 LD. Comp in a dream. The second attempt to call Nomad.
December 24, 2011

Confessed to sitting at the computer. I sat on the Internet, the browser was open - no need to search. I decided to search for my name. Bunin fell first, then Block. I never found my name. Then I decided to search for typing Nomad the name Victoria fell out, then some kind of picture and the words Paste in vague English letters in this picture.
From time to time a video appeared on the Internet. I did not look at it strongly, so as not to get into the plot. I remembered reading on the forum how they put their hands through the TV screen. I decided to check it on the monitor screen. Yeah right now, I checked - glass, as in real life!
t was noticeable that the characters running in the video occasionally look at me. Then I decided to point a finger at them and “shoot”. It turned out that many characters were killed behind the monitor screen.
I myself did not experience any sensations. I looked up from the monitor screen.


I decided this time to call Nomad via my home phone. I pick up the phone, the voice of the "telephone operator" says to me: "Dial outgoing numbers." The logic of dream worked. To dial outgoing numbers means to dial all the buttons except the incoming button.
I gather, I hear a female voice, giving some lecture on saving the world. I interrupt this voice and ask: "Are you Nomad?" The voice fell silent, and did not give any answer.
I forgot to write that all this time I wrote in a dream the results of my observations on a piece of paper, so as not to forget in real life.

After talking on the phone, I decided to go to the kitchen. Mom and grandmother sat in the kitchen. Awareness weakened. It occurred to me that I was now in "realtimeworld", they are now sitting in real life and they don’t see me.
I walked around them. I tried to stick my hand through them, sort of happened, but I'm not sure about that.

There was another moment: I watched my mother drink tea from a can of condensed milk, her feelings. Ie as if entered her body.

After that I decided to go to the neighbors, but changed my mind. I decided to check whether I would find absurdities in the conversation between mom and grandmother. I did not find absurdity, but they were full. At this point, I still asked sprites questions, they answered some of them, and some ignored. The meaning of their phrases boiled down to the fact that mom accidentally left in slippers for work (and this is winter). Further, about my mother’s boss, that he poured himself a glass of water on his belly. And at work they thought that he was joking, but he turned out to be sick and black as in a spacesuit. On this nonsense, I woke up.

Findings:
1. In a dream, you can climb on the Internet. Pages are different from real ones.
2. Putting your hand through the computer screen did not work.
3. I managed to shoot characters with my finger on the computer screen.
4. The telephone operator answered in the telephone.
5. The logic failed in the LD. Partially lost consciousness.
6. Entered the character’s body. I felt her feelings.
7. I was not able in a dream to find absurdities in the conversation, although they were in bulk.

31 ОС.Позвонить Nomad.
24 декабря 2011
Проснулся утром наверное ещё в 4 утра. Стал засыпать повторяя про себя фразу: "Позвонить Nomad, позвонить Nomad…" Снится сон, будто я держу на кровати сотовый телефон и набираю Nomad. Типа у меня в списке контактов он был. Долгое время набирал, потом додумался поднести к уху. Сразу слышу голос, но мешают помехи. Практически ничего не разобрал, но сказал предмет. Потом думаю, а вдруг я в реале разговариваю. Возникает ЛП, где мама меня спрашивает который час. Просыпаюсь по настоящему - мама спит. Снова лег спать.

Выводы:
0) Это был первый ОС за ночь из двух.
1) В телефоне помехи мешали услышать слова.
2) Словил ложное просыпание.

31 LD. Call Nomad.
December 24, 2011

I woke up in the morning probably at 4 a.m. I began to fall asleep repeating to myself the phrase: “Call Nomad, call Nomad ...” I have a dream, as if I were holding a cell phone on the bed and dialing Nomad. Like in my contact list he was. I typed for a long time, then I thought of bringing it to my ear. Immediately I hear a voice, but the interference is in the way. Almost did not understand, but said the subject. Then I think, and suddenly I'm talking in real life. There is a false waking up, where my mother asks me what time it is. I wake up for real - mom is sleeping. I went to bed again.

Findings:
0) It was the first LD in a night of two.
1) In the phone, interference prevented me from hearing words.
2) I caught false waking.

I was lucid briefly in one of the dreams but I barely remember it right now. Maybe as I write out dreams I will recall it more and more.


Teacher's lounge
I was inside the Japanese school again. IT's the exact same one, the same classroom I'm sure. This time I was packing my stuff, preparing to like clean up, for the end of the year or to leave the school. Mostly scrap papers, cleaning my desk. I was thinking about calling back home and as I was leaving, I found my friend M in the room next to the classroom. We were in the next room and this room was a teacher's lounge with some tables, couches and stuff like that, maybe some snacks.


Game

Origiri Test
I was in a class or something, taking a test. But before that I was eating an onigiri or Japanese rice ball. Then I took the test.

Brief Lucid
says (room)?

Arena Snakes
I was inside a jungle. It was some sort of survival situation or a survival game. I was with some folks and went deeper into the jungle. In the middle there was a small arena where people fought. As I was leaving I saw snakes on the floor, a little scared. Some snakes were going after people. One snake, without a body, just the head of a snake came at me or the person next to me. This area I was in was sort of a pit, like a sort of a caved in part of the ground like \____/ . Where the middle of that sat the arena. It was just dirt floor and the ground above it were mostly grass.

Neville Class
I was in a class. Not Japanese one. I was in the back of the class and sat with my friends of this dream. We got our tests back and were comparing our scores. I got a perfect or something and was elated but I noticed I did bad on the part 2 of the exam, I think I did average on the third part. I think I know what this represents. But anyways There were some magazines or something that was showing ads for classes taught by our teacher of this classroom, Neville. I was interested in this class in the ads (old ads, from years back), and I wanted to ask him if he was still teaching these. As I was preparing to get to him, I couldn't find the ad, it just got lost in the stack of magazines or newpapers that I had. And the class door was, I could see that the outside of the class was getting clamoured with students for the next class.

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NOTES:

I'm not sure if the test dream and the last dream are related. Could be.

I think the test result from the last dream represents like a certain aspect of self development.

Also I think these class dreams could represent something. The Japanese ones. I think they were all in the same classroom on the upper floor. That one, or particular location was when I had to leave Japan back then. Into a foreign land and foreign language. And perhaps that was a traumatic event, or just sad repressed feelings I had back then. I didn't talk about it with anyone and just kept it all to myself. And even if I could talk to someone, there was no one really there. I guess I was sad. I guess I was repressing my feelings. The inner child remembers. I want to let go though. And maybe I thought that I could let go by either graduating from this particular school in my dreams. Maybe that should be a dream goal I thought, to graduate from the school in Japan, then I can let go of it and dream more interesting things.

30 ОС. Перемещение методом желания.
20 декабря 2011
Я с другом нахожусь в каком то заброшенном цеху. Осознания пока не было. Я спустился на землю. Друг остался на крыше цеха. Тут я попробовал взлететь к другу. Не вышло. Тогда я подпрыгнул и подогнул колени - делал так в предыдущих Осах ,тогда результат был- парение в метре над землёй, сейчас же я от земли оторвался только на 1 см, практически ничего. Подумал: "Значит в этом сне летать нельзя" После этой фразы окончательно понял, что я во сне, взглянул на руки и вылетел. Но не проснулся.

Оказался в неком помещении. Людей там не было. Заново понял, что я во сне. Подумал, что надо закрепиться, но тут возникла странность - напрочь отсутствовали не только тактильные ощущения, но и ощущения сновиденного тела вообще. Понял, что если я сейчас стану закрепляться, то вылечу из сна. С передвижением то же возникли проблемы - мог двигаться только держась за стенку это раз, во вторых когда хотел пойти как обычно ногами, меня вынесло из сновиденного тела в "позицию наблюдателя", и я видел (причём в крайне плохом качестве), как моё сновиденное тело шагает на одном и том же месте. Методом желания я стал передвигаться. Смотрел в конец коридора, желал что хочу передвинутся туда, и медленно начинал перемещаться в ту сторону держась за стенку.

Вышел на лестничную площадку. Посмотрел вниз за проём - казалось что я нахожусь в высоком здании 9-этажке минимум. Выше меня тоже были этажи. Стал спускаться, подумал, что лестница может продолжатся бесконечно, а я так не хочу. Желание тут же исполнилось. Спускаюсь сначала 6 этаж. Нумерация на стенке 0, затем 3, а потом первый. Вышел на улицу.

Подумал, что я в "О. -реальное название посёлка". Если же судить по реалу, то местность другая. Примерно так. В реале стоит белая девятиэтажка перпендикулярно к ней кирпичная пятина (из серого кирпича) дом из которого я вышел, в реале есть только пятиэтажный, но подъездами повёрнут в другую сторону. Во сне же он развёрнут приставлен в плотную к девятине, что загораживает выход со двора, и так же увеличен в размерах.
Я огибаю девятиэтажку и подхожу к первому подъезду. Вспомнил про эксперимент с Nomad подобрал с Земли какой-то предмет, и трансформировал его в свой. Размеры вправду отличались от реального. Подошёл к подъезду. Открыл дверь и стал звать Nomad - никто на зов не явился. Подошёл ко второй двери, открыл её протянул руку и…... сон закончился.

Открываю глаза вижу у себя в комнате телевизор. Непонятно на чём он стоял, но был на уровне моего роста, если бы я встал с кровати. Телевизор маленький, чёрный, Sony - так написано было. Cзади антенна-"Усы". Сам телик был включён, но не работал - "Белый шум". Вспомнил, что до этого читал на форуме про эксперимент с просовыванием руки сквозь телевизор. Подумал встать, что ли попробовать, но понял если встану то проснусь, отвернулся от него и попробовал уснуть.

Открыл глаза из-за того что в них попадал свет от монитора компа. Понял что лежу не на своей кровати. Рядом с компом сидят мои одногрупники. Сначала увидел двоих, потом, когда встал, увидел, что вокруг сидят ещё больше. Они разговаривали, только если их спросишь. Я сказал, что это сон, а вы всего лишь проекции реальных личностей. Проекции возмущатся не стали, просто молча посмотрели на меня. Вспомнил про эксперимент, подумал: "так предмет там лежит, где моя настоящая кровать". Решил выйти в соседнюю комнату. Ага сейчас, меня обратно выкинуло в эту. Попробовал ещё раз, причём возмущался мне мол надо бабушку в соседней комнате повидать. На этот раз выйти получилось. Бабушка лежит на своей кровати и спрашивает:
"Зачем внучёк видеть меня хотел?" Ничего ей не отвечаю, прекрасно понимаю, что это тоже проекция. Подумал, что стоит выйти на балкон и проснулся от звонка будильника.

Выводы:
1. Не получилось высоко взлететь.
2. Перекинуло в другую локацию.
3. Хоть здание было пятиэтажное снаружи, внутри лестница была почти что бесконечна.
4. Передвигался методом желания. Желал сдвинуться туда и там оказывался. С обычной ходьбой были проблемы.
5. Дом примыкал вплотную к девятине.
6. Словил два ложных просыпания.


30 LD. Moving by the method of desire.
December 20, 2011

I am in a abandoned workshop with a friend. There was no awareness yet. I went down to earth. A friend stayed on the roof of the workshop. Then I tried to fly to a friend. It didn’t work out. Then I jumped up and bent my knees - I did so in previous lucid dreams, then the result was - hovering a meter above the ground, now I’ve come off only 1 cm from the ground, practically nothing. I thought: “So you can’t fly in this dream.” After this phrase, I finally realized that I was in a dream, looked at my hands and flew out. But did not wake up.

I ended up in a certain room. There were no people there. I realized again that I was in a dream. I thought that it was necessary to gain a foothold, but here a strange thing arose - at all there were not only tactile sensations, but also sensations of a dreaming body in general. I realized that if I now begin to gain a foothold, I’ll cure myself of dream.
The same problems arose with movement - I could only move holding on to the wall this time, and secondly, when I wanted to go with my feet as usual, I was taken out of my dreaming body into the “observer position” and I saw (and in extremely poor quality) how my dream the body walks in the same place.
By the method of desire, I began to move around. I looked at the end of the corridor, wished that I wanted to move there, and slowly began to move in that direction, holding on to the wall.

I went out onto the landing. I looked down the aperture - it seemed that I was in a tall 9-story building at least. There were floors above me too. I began to go down, I thought that the stairs could go on forever, but I don’t want to. The wish was immediately fulfilled. I go down first to the 6th floor. The numbering on the wall is 0, then 3, and then the first. I went outside.

I thought that I was in "O. - the real name of the village." Judging by the reality, the terrain is different.
Like that. In real life there is a white nine-story building perpendicular to it with a five-story brick (gray brick) house from which I came out, in real life there is only a five-story building, but the entrances are turned in the opposite direction. In a dream, he is deployed, placed in a tight nine, which blocks the exit from the yard, and is also enlarged in size.
I go around the nine-story building and go up to the first entrance. I remembered about the experiment with Nomad, picked up some object from the Earth, and transformed it into mine. The sizes really differed from the real one. I went up to the porch. I opened the door and began to call Nomad - no one came to the call. I went to the second door, opened it, extended my hand and ... ... the dream was over.

I open my eyes and see the television in my room. It is not clear what it was standing on, but it was at the level of my height if I got out of bed. The TV is small, black, Sony - it was written that way. The antenna behind is the Mustache. The telly itself was turned on, but did not work - "White noise".I remembered that before that I read on the forum about an experiment with sticking my hands through the TV. I thought about getting up, or trying, but I understood that if I get up, I wake up, turned away from him and tried to sleep.

I opened my eyes due to the fact that they received light from the computer monitor. I realized that I was not on my bed. My classmates are sitting next to the computer. At first I saw two, then when I got up, I saw that they were sitting around even more. They only talked if you ask them. I said that this is a dream, and you are just projections of real personalities. The projections did not become indignant, they just looked at me silently.
I remembered about the experiment, I thought: "so the subject lies where my real bed is."
I decided to go into the next room. Yeah now, I was thrown back into this one. I tried again, and I was indignant at the supposedly need to see my grandmother in the next room. This time it turned out. Grandma lies on her bed and asks: "Why did the grandson want to see me?" I don’t answer anything, I understand perfectly well that this is also a projection. I thought it was worth going out onto the balcony and woke up from the alarm.

Findings:
1. It did not work out to fly high.
2. Threw to another location.
3. Although the building was five-story outside, inside the staircase was almost endless.
4. Moved by the method of desire. I Wished to move there and ended up there. There were problems with walking.
5. The house adjoined close to the ninth.
6. I caught two false spills.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

Semi-lucid jumps through different times and places. E.g. Watching some japanese kids graduation ceremony in a school.
Then staying a while at a really nice place where people from my sangha are settling. There are two locations with bungalows in green hills. I am staying in one, but taking a bus to the other, out of curiosity. In there people are gathering in the garden and enjoying a spontaneous party. It gets late for me to go back to my location, so I kinda stay there, but no place to sleep.

I reencounter Evangelion, he is married now, but we kiss and without much talking we plan to see each other secretly. To avoid text messages and phone calls, he subscribed to a local paper I just had with me and we post ads with appointments to meet that only we can understand. The location is a kind of a motel in a train station. We meet there. We don't talk much. We start getting comfortable, I prepare to take a shower, but he challenges me to talk for a bit. So we lay down in bed and talk. He asks me if I have any big regret. I think hard and first say no, but then start telling him the story about Wolfboy and how we were in love and he proposed to me. Someone knocks on the door. I go check and see a woman looking angry. It's not his wife, so I open, but in an angle she can't see Evangelion anyway. She asks if I am alone, I say yes, she calls me a liar, says she heard two voices talking and one was a man. I say go away and shut the door to her face. But there is another door on the back and someone knocks there too. I tell Evangelion to hide as I send her away but she just barges in with another woman, they see him crawling away but don't see who he is. Anyway they don't know any of us. They just start preaching that they are some kind of women's league for the protection of marriages and they disrupt lovers meeting.

Awake/explanation
Normal dream
Lucid dream

I went to bed around 11:30 PM, and forgot to set my alarms. I woke up around 3 AM from a dream and didn't voice memo it, so I only remember a sliver:

I was in a store with a friend of mine (Brooks, who shows up in a lot of dreams apparently) and we were looking around, when I spotted a rack of video-games. Curious, I stopped to thumb through them (this also happens a lot in dreams, lol, I guess in real life too in thrift stores). There were games there of various generations but no prices really lept out at me as good enough to pull the trigger on.

That's pretty much it for that fragment, then I remember lying down to WILD. I forced myself to get up and use the restroom (I was about to fall back asleep straight out) and when I got back I laid down and closed my eyes. It went very quickly, and suddenly I was startled back into waking mind by the sensation that my whole body was vibrating and there was a loud, train like sound in my ears. I knew these were just sleep vibrations, and as they passed, I laid still and listened. I kept my eyes shut and felt my heart beating fast from the start that I was given.

At this point I don't remember what happened. I think that after the noises passed, I may have actually been asleep and didn't realize it. It's also possible the noises passed, left me startled in bed, and I quickly fell asleep normally. I probably should have sat up and reality checked after the noises passed, because it may have been a totally successful WILD if I had.

At any rate, when I woke up this morning it was from another fragment:

I was in my car driving up a high-way ramp when for some reason I pulled over onto the side of the ramp and waited for a gap in cars (something made me do this but I can't remember what). Eventually, a gap came and I pulled out into the road, then pulled into the left lane because there was nobody there behind me and I figured I'd have time to get up to speed. As I did this and turned forwards, I realized another car was coming down the ramp the wrong way, and I quickly yanked my car into the right lane again. There were two guys riding on one motorcycle in-front of me, and I put on the brakes to not run into them. They put on their brakes at the same time, and as I wasn't braking hard enough, I pulled my wheel to the right to go off the ramp again. However, they pulled to the right too, and my car gently pushed their motorcycle off the embankment down the hill, while they both jumped off.

I quickly jumped out of my car and, for some reason, immediately ran down the hill to catch the motorcycle. When I got there, I picked it up and realized it wasn't much of a motorcycle at all-- it was like a little tiny motorcycle for children. I picked it up and hauled it back up the hill and set it on the pavement. The guy who was driving was the older brother of two siblings, and he apologized to me first, saying that he had slammed on the brakes because he was afraid there was a car coming, and if he had just kept going it would have been fine. I told him it was okay, I also could have just gone around them I guess, but anyway no harm done. Then he tried to start his bike and it wouldn't work.

I told him, which I knew from earlier in the dream somehow, that there was a mechanic up the ramp and across the street on the other side, as I walked with him and his brother up the ramp. I pointed it out to him, and he went inside a nearby building for some reason (I think it was a fast food joint). I started walking across the street (for some reason abandoning my car), and that's the last thing I remember before waking up.