Caden

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Probably due to my desire and attempts to recreate my whole dreaming experience I am having a dry spell of lucidity.

Dream 1: The Pyramid Scheme & The Circular College
Nonlucid
I am watching gaunt model types walk into this agency. This is the 1980's and this is a sham modeling agency running a pyramid scheme in talent and money and apparently run by me! I am both the "star" and the viewer. As the dream unfolds I realize that the agency is run as a huge talent agency for aspiring models but actually I am faking it all even to the point of having models come in, disguise themselves, and come in again to show a lot of activity since investors are spying on our agency before they invest. The girls, the huge sums of investors and their money, the wild parties and nightlife all to get more money to make more of an agency. However I realized that once the money got to a million the agency would become real with the hottest talents and the worlds best photographers. I started to think this was actually a good idea! and the thoughts shot back "sure it is, girls and money, come on!" Then I was shocked to see that there was no accounting for anything! They were taking in huge sums of money from all over the world and there was zero accounting, it was all done on the fly. I thought "I could see me doing that [if I was like this at this time in history]."
Then I walked away from the only book they had, which was a partially used appointments book for their fake office, into the larger part of the building. The hallway led to a large circular building. Towards what would be the center of this building was a huge and strange classroom. Picture a tube 12 stories high with seating on the insides of the tube's walls. In the center was a circular tower of podiums for instructors, huge viewing screens, and whiteboards, periodically at different stories of height. This was all in a nice calming cream color. Hundreds could participate in this mega-classroom. The seating looked precarious on such a steep wall so I had to try it. It had a slight incline so I could walk out to a seat. Awesome view that felt like floating and no one need be in front of you. There were only a few students sitting here and there since there was no class at this time, they were just using it as a quiet study area.


Later in the day I tried a short nap to try to take hold of the dream world some more.

Dream 2: The Park!
I was fully aware but entering a dream as colors started to form and I could see a park bench and some grass. The grass was super green and everything was unreal-clear and crisp and I thought "this is The Park!" I refer to a park I have heard and read about and been too but never lucid. This is the legendary park which supposedly so many people go to when they die and when they are dreaming or having out of body experiences. Not only is it a well known mecca but is also supposed to be built by the also legendary Lumanians (ultra/ultra long story). Anyway I really wanted to explore this place and have plans on what to look for here when I do explore this place. As I expanded my consciousness the visions dissolved and I lost a connection with it all. I was not upset as I knew that would not help my focus.
Still in the darkness another dream image started to form but again the same thing happened. Then I heard voices getting louder as from a far distance and as I started to try to become my full self but again, they too faded away. I grasped in the darkness with my consciousness, I felt as if I was supposed to hold onto something but I didn't know what it was so I couldn't grasp it and hold the dream together. If you are reading this and you know what that thing is, please tell me otherwise I think its probably just a metaphor for something I have to do. What this thing is I will have to find out.

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This is the second night of trying to change the whole dream world to one that is less chaotic and works for me helping out my waking life. I had even less luck tonight than last but the weirdness is definitely growing.

Dream 1: Body Parts
Nonlucid
I am in some woods in a fall-like time of year. I see some people at a distance but they walk away and I figure these must be the people that have the bird disease [I was thinking you get it from chickens and that it can kill you, especially kids]. I kept walking and came to a house which was abandoned. For some reason I started to rip the metal gutters off the roof to reclaim the metal. When I looked at the twisted metal on the ground I thought it looked like bodies which it became, a lot of bloody body parts. I figured these were the dead people from the disease. I thought that I should trow all this mess in my trunk and head out.
I flew over highways half believing that I was in a car. I came to a bridge were people were swimming under it in the water of the river, something like under a bridge in new york city [though I have NEVER seen anyone in that water, it doesn't have a nice reputation for cleanliness]. I went in the water with some people. It was nice under the shadow of the bridge but I soon got bored and flew out over to a dirt road leading to a junk yard's gated entrance-way. I thought about turning around and getting those body parts out of my trunk but I explored a bit more instead. I jumped up next to the large chain-link fence and found I was practically weightless. I jumped some more and thought "wow this is some kind of super power I have to explore, after I get those body parts out of my trunk." Then I started to think were would be a good place to dump body parts.
I woke up kind of creeped out and turned on my TV while still very groggy. The first thing I saw was this on Dr. Oz's show. "uh precognitive..." was all I could grumble.

Dream 2 (nap): Race
Passive Observer [a term I heard someone else use and its a very good term, it like when you are watching the dream on TV.]
There was a foot race of boys at a high school on the school's track. It was one of those events where no one is running really hard because there's nothing at stake. The boys were running and the view stuck to one boy. As the boys come to a bend in the track there is a referee in that black pants and striped black and white shirt getup of a ref. As they pass him the "star" of this dream-show says to the ref "I can even pass you in my shorts!" [apparently some kind of funny insult at the boy being so much faster than the older ref. Then the ref taking the challenged started running too. There was a few runners with the ref in the middle of them.

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During the day I had some emotional but fun situations where I would have loved to have been in a situation like this before and tried different things out. Then I realized I got the idea to use my dream world more. My dream world may be nearly perfect but my waking life has a lot of areas where I would like to see improvements. The dream world is a lot like Star Treks holo-deck, I can make it what I need and try things out there, in complete safety, and I even have a panic button. I was determined to recreate the dream world to meet my waking life needs.

Upon dreaming I had 3 totally underwhelming dreams and I was not lucid in any of them to any degree.

Dream 1: The Garden and a Patdown
There was this large forest and gardens but to get into it you first had to go through a security room that looked like a torture room from a video game. In the room you got a patdown and then were free to go int the forested garden area. The forestgarden was nothing special and I just looked around and talked to people. Upon leaving I was patted down again.

I had 2 other dreams of talking to people about useless things which I will not bore you with.

Reflections:
I realized that in order to create a task in my dream world I am going to have to try to focus my thoughts before sleep to more of a self help feeling. I order to go to sleep easily and have good dreams I focus on anything I want as long as they are positive and simple. But what I need to do is focus more on fixing and growing and less on having a good dreaming experience. No wonder I am bored with my dream life, I have made it so… well to use a British phrase, pedestrian (not British, not that there's anything wrong with that ). It reminds me of what I heard Dr. Who say “You make all of space and time your back yard and what do you have? A backyard.” I have to make it more than a backyard and I have all this control, I need to use it! I never thought of using the dream world like a tool but I am now determined to. So my new dream goal is to make my dream life to serve me waking life's needs. So far, not so great…hmmm wish me luck

A whole LOT of dream time this night, maybe 3 hours. I got to sleep on time but was tired.

I also think my dreams have been influenced by the news events lately, I have to stop watching the news...

Dream 1 : Teaching My Dog and Cat to Hunt.
Nonlucid
I was out in my backyard and the dog and cat were back there sniffing the ground and stuff as usual but then I saw there was a rabbit between them but they didn't seem to see it! I ran out into the yard and called them over to the rabbit and said "go get it!" a few times. After a bit they got the idea and started to chase it. They caught it and just stood there with their heads down like they were biting at it or something.

Dream 2 : Pink Shirts and Bomb Making
This is a very long dream which I will shorten to get to the best parts.
Partial lucidity
I was coming out from an alleyway and there were a lot of shops here along the street but they were closed and had a strange chain-link type of fencing over them. It was on a small hill and i walked down the hill to a parking lot where it leveled off. I looked at some of the cars here and then an old Italian American type guy came up to me and started asking things about my interest in the car. I was not at all interested in him OR the car and said "no thanks" and walked off.
There was a shop nearby which I walked into and people were sorting electrical stuff from these hand sized bins. I walked around pretending I worked there but really just exploring.
Then I noticed this guy on a step ladder had a pink shirt and black tie. I was taken back by that, and though I said nothing, they heard my thoughts. The guy with the pink shirt looked down at his shirt and looked annoyed and then somehow ripped his shirt off single-handedly tie and all. Then I saw three more guys behind him, also wearing the same things, do the same.
As I walked around I watched them all working but one guy seemed to be sneaky and I thought he was trying to put together parts to make a bomb. I followed him to his work station but the parts there could never make anything much less a bomb.

Dream 3: Taking Down the School
Lucidity was maybe 80%. I knew it was a dream but my mind was not focused clearly.
I found myself in a school. At first I was not sure where I was and had to walk around to get a feel for the place. Every place has a feel for what it is. I was in a middle school office. It was a large office with a big section for seating and kids to play on the floor. A couple of middle schoolers sat in the seats while about 4 younger kids played on the floor. I walked around and got a feeling there was a hostage situation. I didn't get how that could be, the dream world almost never has a staged one time event like that, usually ongoing events that anyone can join at any time and fit right in. Still no one was leaving the school at all so I decided to take a look around.
While contemplating what I wanted to seem like (whether I wanted people to see me as a teacher, school administration, a visitor, or even a student) two boys walked by with one hanging onto the hoody of the one in front of him trying to walk away. Bullying! I stepped out the door and said "You two! In here." and they meekly walked inside the office area. Another office woman came up behind me and said "thanks" smiling. I could feel that she thought I was a teacher so I figured that's what I'll be.
I walked around and around, through halls and rooms, sometime they paid me attention sometimes not but no one seemed to feel like there were hostages anywhere so I took the long walk back up to the front of the school. I sat in a office across the way with those window-walls where the top is glass and the bottom is a very short wall. I thought if I could make all the windows break then everyone would have a reason to leave and then at least if there was a danger they would be safe. I used my telekinesis to pull on the windows but they didn't break or even rattle. This was really weird, actually impossible, how come the windows were resisting my powers without even trying? So I tried again even harder this time, still nothing. Then I noticed there was a door, and part of its doorway, that had warped towards me. No one noticed the door or my gesturing, I needed to do more, much more. I pulled hard on the door and everything around it, then looked. The door was way out of shape and the ceiling was bending down and towards me and still no one was noticing me as I sat amongst other people in this office. I went all out, using two hands I telekinetically pulled a huge amount of the building, bringing the ceiling way over and half the school and it was beginning to look like it may collapse as there were snapping and cracking noises! I didn't want to become a victim of my own success so this damage would have to do but no one noticed a thing. This is not strange since dreamers usually don't notice anything is strange till they wake up, just last night I dremn't of serving lunch in a shoe and thought nothing about it. I would have to start something, so I got up and said "We have to leave!" while thinking about the ceiling caving in. Three people noticed me and turned their heads as I spoke. They started leaving and then other followed them, we were all headed out! I held back from the doors a bit, the trouble makers should not be the first one out. I just thought they might know me or what I did; when your lucid you find it hard to think that others are not. On my way out the door I tried to hold the door for others but there were people who felt they were in charge doing that and the administrative type holding the door didn't let me hold it so I walked with the others. Everyone was grouping up outside like during a fire drill which is what it felt like and I felt that most people thought it was. I stood by a couple of women at the far end of the school and feeling pretty good about my mass exit I decided to say "wow they did a great job [getting everyone out] didn't they?" They agreed and one woman in a slight German accent said "yes." I looked at the side of the school and it was straight not bent over like I thought it should be.

Lucid
Dream1: Uncles Will
I become aware that I am in someones driveway standing next to an old white car (1970's type maybe). I've never seen this house or car before. A man comes to me and starts talking. I really don't care because although he may look like my uncle he's more than likely just a dreamer* and besides the dream world is much more interesting. He continues to talk to me as I pay him no attention and start exploring. I see some potted plants and pick one up to take a closer look, some of these dream environments can be so intricate. It looks like a poorly taken care of bonsai tree with a pool of water in its pot. I look up across the back yard, beside us and the car, and wonder what it all looks like and then I fly up and very very slowly flying towards the street. As I do I look down, I'm not up too high at all and I take the planter I still have and pour the water down to the ground where this guy (still talking) and his stuff is. This is fascinating to see how I am flying, back to the sky face down, and the water falls down to the ground and splashes. My supposed uncle is not happy now and starts saying he is going to leave me out of his will and that I am not going to get this silver pitcher he has placed down onto the cement driveway. I get really angry at his cheap attempt to insult me and control me with these paltry trinkets. I fly down to the ground and go over to his little silver pitcher and say "you can take your pitcher" then I kick it into his car "and shove it up your ass!" He looks at me completely shocked, his eye wide and his mouth hanging open. I just stood there waiting for whatever he had to say to that.

Nonlucid
Dream 2 fragment: The 10 Story High School
I am running around in this huge HS. I've been here before and realize that I am not a student here but seem to have some important stuff to run around and do. My female friend (not from real life) tries to keep up with me as I run around trying to figure something out. Its hard for her to keep up since I am the only one flying or sliding down stair handrails (the school is very crowded and it seems everyone is ALWAYS on their way to class so I use the handrails as a short cut).
I've been to this school 4 times before but in the past it was much more detailed and partially lucid.


During a nap today (45 min).
I had 2 dreams both nonlucid and both as if I was viewing a TV show.

Dream 3: After School Show
It was a crappy kids show where the actors are lame and so's the acting. I wished it was over and the ending came as they all came together and sang a lame ending song about how they all get along and play fair. I marveled at how 28 year olds could play 16 year olds and still be on TV every day.

Dream 4: Cooking Show & Shoes
This was a cooking show like Rachel Ray but for kids with the same "its a cooking show but we do a lot of non-cooking things too" theme. The girls on the show where preparing lunch which for each of them (4) was different. The leader of the show then said "now lets use our place-mats!" They then put their bowls and cups into the foot hole in shoes! Each shoe pointed in the other direction but side by side with the food sticking out of the shoe or ever fluffy bedroom slippers. They then carried them from the kitchen to the circular table.
I woke and was like "wtf?" Not only were the shoe place-mats weird but the fact that I didn't think it was weird in the dream!


* I refer to DC's as dreamers a lot because I see them as people dreaming wondering the dream world. They act out living at home, being at work, or whatever they usually do. These dreamers are different than what I call "replicants" these are characters created by my mind and are linked to me by my attention. The difference is one is a real person sleeping at home and the other is a drem't up facsimile of a person, animal, or thing. I can sometimes feel the difference between them but the real test is to take your attention away from them completely and then see if they are still there. If they are gone they were a replicant. This has helped me a lot since I would always wined up looking for something I just had since as soon as I took my attention away it was not there any more.

Dreamers can vanish as well but usually under extreme emotional stress. Rarely I have caught them vanishing while interacting with them but just before they do they stop talking, or whatever, and look like they have just remembered something. The next instant they are not there. There's no "poof" or nothing just vacancy. It's a bit of a shock to NOT see someone in an instant.

Making these posts online has helped my dream activity but tonight was the exception, though not totally boring. They can't all be gems I guess.


Dream 1: The Loading Docks
I was outside and I came to a building I recognized from a previous dream and entered this huge loading dock for the larger truck types. There were maybe 15 or 20 loading bays for trucks to pull up and unload, which made for a very long warehouse. This time there were only a few people milling around, not working. I assumed they were dreamers dreaming of their work conditions and started to explore. The place was huge beyond anything I have ever heard or seen and it was so huge that it killed any desire for me to survey trillions of crates piled high with boxes. So I started to do some jumps and flips (which are really short flights).
I imagined having a light-saber and then I did (the two sided type) and an opponent appeared also with a light-saber. I knew this opponent was just a replicant (a self created dream character tied to my mind for its continued existence). I spared with it a little doing some really cool in-air flips and jumps in a small mock fight. It was a little like the Matrix meets Star Wars. The replicant did not attack because I wanted to do all the moves myself, I wanted to feel the feeling of spinning through the air and coming down to the ground with a mean clash of our sabers! It was pretty cool. After I got my fill I smiled to myself, looked around at the boring warehouse and intended to leave the dream.
I awoke a bit but didn't think it was important enough to write down.

Dream 2: Warehouse #2
Finding myself in yet another drab warehouse got me pissed off. This one was different being much darker and much smaller and had guys working hard loading the one truck and there was an actual staff doing different jobs as well. "More dreamers toiling away." Not only all this but after a few minutes I could feel the radiation (telepathic emotions) of the supervisor, who was operating a forklift, and he was hating me for not helping out like I was lazy! There was NO WAY I was going to work at this crappy-assed job while I am SLEEPING! So I milled around a bit to get him off my case, I didn't want him to create a scene. I made like I worked there and people started to say "hey" or nod their heads to me as I walked, up an aisle, by their work stations. They were assembling some electronic equipment parts in little spaces under the large metallic shelving and each station had one florescent light above. It reminded me of a place I had visited before but I could feel the place's vibe and it was different so I continued walking. I walked up to a lady assembling something at a workstation at the end, and blocking the end a bit, of the aisle I was walking up. There were some cables on the floor and when I paused to step over them she said hello. I nodded a curt hello and stepped over the cables and other assorted junk to get beyond her station. I did npt want to be nice to anyone lest they pull me into their dream activities. One moment your saying hello and the next your lucidity is gone and your doing things you had no intention of doing, the dreamers can pull me into their illusion the more I interact with them I have found. There was a long aisle beyond her station but with no people in it, just boxes and metallic shelving.
Awoke a little angry at the tedium of my nighttime activities but to be fair I had not gone to bed soon enough and was letting fate, or whatever, pick the places I was in.

The second night I have seen results from posting here. Things are happening more in my dreams because of my new interest and postings.

Dream 1: Dream Meets Lucidity
As usual I am walking around but then I see some people that like they are playing some kind of shoot'm up game. There are some big chubby guys dressed in those brown sheriff uniforms ducking behind those huge metal shipping containers. There were also girls doing the same thing on the other side of the lot this was all in but the girls were in black bikinis. This looked like fun so I ran up into a warehouse and up to the second level to have a good view. When I thought about doing some shooting a gun was provided as pictured here
I am usually lucid to some degree and that was true now as well. The gun I held was all too real. I held it up and looked at it and felt how heavy it felt, heavier than I thought, this was a serious weapon. I cocked it open and took a look at the bullet from the chamber, and knew just how much damage this slug could do. When I thought about shooting those girls with this gun it made me sick. I no longer wanted to be in this dream.

Dream 2: Daddy Long Legs!
I was over a friends house (they haven't lived there in ages) and was happy to see all the same faces from so long ago again. They all looked so young again! Before I could enjoy my reminiscing 2 women knocked at the front door which I was standing next to so I opened the door and said hello. I have never seen these people before and this little side matter was sapping my lucidity but I wanted to see what they wanted. "Would you like to see some of our samples?" the younger woman said. "Sure" I said half heartedly. They held up a brown paper bag with some little boxes in it. I reached in and a daddy long legs spider got on my hand. They are harmless but still they feel creepy, so I said "Daddy long legs...." to tell them I got one on me and to help knock it off but they just went on explaining what they had. The spider crawled up my arm and as I was saying "Daddy long legs!" again and again as it ran up my back and down my shorts!
I woke up and could still feel that creepy feel their feet give you on my butt! I laughed at the silliness of the whole thing and wrote down dream 1 and 2.

Dream 3: Time Travel Over Florida
I was seeing a view of Florida from about 100 miles up, I could clearly see the coastline of it and a few other states. Still this was Florida 125,000 years ago as said the small sign/scroll on the state it said 125k. As in this picture the state is huge and more much fatter. I moved in hoping to go down and explore but as I did the time on the scroll started to fall and the states shorelines moved in quickly. I a few seconds Florida looked like it does now and the counter reached 0 and disappeared, then I understood that I was moving in the direction of the future. As I moved closer the states borders shrank till it got so small it was mostly a thin needle of a state that then shrank back into the continent leaving behind the longest line of beautiful coral reefs. These reefs stretched from the continent to down around the everglades and I got a sense they are one of the jewels of the Earth (125,000 years from now) and that there was so much different and wonderful aquatic life down there. In some way I wondered if I should be feeling sad for all that human stuff that was down there being lost but I did not at all, not one bit. I was now over the reefs and I marveled at how beautiful they looked.
I immediately woke up to write this down but was so tired that I took the chancy path of recording it to memory instead. I'm lucky to remember this at all I guess.

Well starting a dream journal online did spark more activity.

Dream 1 Sarah Palin
I was making believe that I was parking a car. I knew I was not really in a car and when I wanted to get a better view I actually flew a good distance overhead and got a look around. It was getting pretty boring when I heard some commotion, some people were arguing and that "people should know how to use their rear-view mirrors."
Then I was outside a town hall type building and people were going inside expecting to see an event. I flew in and saw a guy up on the stage talking politics at the beginning of the event. Then he made a joke about "how she sees review-mirrors." At this point I knew he was talking about Sarah Palin and that everyone was laughing at her mistake. She then came up on stage and talked briefly but seemed a bit taken back but stuck to her prewritten script. Then she walked down off the stage to the audience where the guy that made the joke about her was sitting. He seemed to be a friend and liked her and was clapping happily.
At this point I flew up to the stag to get a better look at their faces. As I fly around I forget people can interact with me and was surprised that this guy stepped in front of me and started talking to me. He was in my way so I focused him out and saw right through him but he was still blathering away, when as I heard Sarah Palin start to chew the guy that made the joke about her OUT! She was really pissed and angry and I realized that no one has ever seen her like that, she always has that "pageant girl smile." I moved forward a bit and heard her say some more angry things to him and "Ya know what, you're fired!" What he worked FOR her? He looked confused and hurt as she stormed off to the exit. I was confused too and thought about how this was definitely going to make the news but then the thought came to me as if outside of me "no its just here."
Dutifully I awoke to record my dream. This is a trained response you can train yourself to do.

Dream 2 Cooking
I was cooking with some people and showed them how to use the back of a spoon like a knife to scoop butter out of its container.
Just a fragment did not awaken.

Dream 3 Office Life
There was a guy sitting in an office lounge looking unhappy. I wondered if I could do such a job and sat down next to him and pretended to work there too. When he got up to go to the computers so did I. The computer screen was big but the graphics were really cheap. After a while I got bored and thought "I can't do this!" and got up, that was the first time the guy I was following recognized me. I started to walk to the offices when a woman (blond, in her 20's, in a blue outfit) came to me and asked "can you get me a box of rubber-bands?" I was slightly miffed cuz I didn't really work there but she thought I did and I thought that I should at least try to see if I could do at least this part of this boring career. Then it occurred to me that I don't know this place at all, the rubber-bands could be anywhere. I rummaged through draws that looked like they could hold such stuff and found a glue container. As I started to bring this too her I thought "what a minute, she asked for rubber-bands, how can I expect to do this job if I can't even get this one task correct?" So I cheated a bit, I asked the office (the entity itself, everything has a consciousness) where the rubber-bands where. I received a picture in my mind, I went right to that room and to that draw and there they were. Happy at my success, I brought them to her and she thanked me and walked off. "pfft, this job sucks."
I awoke to record it. So much for an office life, I can cross that one off my list

I am starting this journal because my dreaming has become stagnant and this journal should help change and clarify things. I have other book dream journals a piled foot high and have done it all. It has all improved my life greatly...but. My dreaming now consists of me wondering around, if I'm lucky maybe I'll dream I lost my car. I am not afraid of anything and have no burning desires, basically I am a god in my dreams able to do anything at any time. Is this what it is like to be a god, have no fears but no burning desires either? Whats the next level? I feel stuck wondering the dream worlds like a ghost. Basically I have run out of challenges, I have either done it or if unpleasant can, with little more than a thought, do away with it. So I am going to use this dream journal to explore this position I find myself in, as well as myself, in order to bring about some type of satisfactory change to this boring self-made paradise. I kind of feel like Q in Star Trek and how he was trying to transform his paradise. I too am Q in that I am the world, the inhabitants, and the rebel. The natives are restless, let the revolution begin.