false awakening

I got lucid at least twice. One of the times was more of a substantial LD. The other times were just short moments of lucidity.

In my final dream, there was this cat who bit my finger. It was like I re lived the dream 3 times. In the second part, when I got down the stairs, the cat bit my finger. I didn't know it was a dream. I didn't expect much, but it turned out that a huge chunk of skin was ripped off. I thought it was waking life, and got scared. I was really relieved when I woke up and it hadn't really happened physically.

The dream before that was my main LD. I was making some fruit juice with some people. Then I thumb wrestled a friend from school. Then I needed to find a bathroom. I went down some stairs, and I was in a sketchy train station place with public bathrooms. I found the mens room and then had a false awakening where I was sleeping in a dirt hole. Twice, that false awakening repeated. Both times, some scary group of people ran up to the hole and jumped in, and I woke up.

The third time, it started again, with me in the hole again. This time a big group of people were coming towards my sleeping hole. I realized it was a dream, and decided to face them. They required me to speak in Spanish, so I spoke in Spanish to them. My Spanish is pretty good in dreams!

I ended up joining them on a bus. I became aware that everything was hyper realistic. My vision was really sharp. I tried "deepening" which was to just rub my hands and try to rub the seats on the bus. I'm not sure if it worked, but the dream didn't end there.

We pulled into some kind of drive through food place. It was closed but there was a drive through vending machine. I had no money. There were some coins in the coin return already though. Two said Canadian on the back. Big silver coins. I rubbed the back of one and a little silver worm appeared. It freaked me out. I felt something bite my leg really hard, and woke up.

Earlier dreams don't come to mind off the top of my head. BUT I got them all in a voice recorder, so that's good enough for me.

Just as a back ground note, a small group of us as kids had a thumb wrestling thing. We used to thumb wrestle a lot, kind of as a joke. 15 years later or so, it is hard to put a word to the feeling, but the dream recaptured it. It was really cool.

This is all just off the top of my head the next morning. I got my dreams in full detail in my voice recorder.

I dreamed of being on my back on a paddle board, and then trying to use my arms to paddle, and falling in. My friend was morphing into a bug to practice meditation in a bug mind. There was a guy asking people to survey his house. My sister was making a car covered in cereal boxes using tomato sauce as glue. Someone wanted me to set them up a phone meeting at 2:19. I used a phone app with a blue background to help. I was trying to make sure my friend took these white vitamin pills, even though they were mine (Calcium/Magnesium/Zinc).

In earlier dreams I was in a movie theater with multiple screens. I was flying at one point. I was living in a room directly under train tracks. There was a little girl named MiMiMi or NiNiNi who complained that I left my stinky shorts in the bathroom when I went to shower. We had all moved somewhere new. I told a bunch of people to stop walking through a wooden gate so I could move some wood obstructing the way first.

I was on a bus and these old men started smoking cigars. I got mad and told them they were stupid. They said not to call them stupid. It became a fight. They got off the bus. My Uncle was the driver. They kept yelling at us from off the bus so my Uncle got out and started yelling back at them, chopping his feet like a football drill.

There was a kid I knew, but he had 4 arms and one nostril in the middle of his nose, instead of two. When I pointed this out, he turned around, and turned back around, then had only 2 arms, and he had both nostrils again.

There was a video game part where I was overpowered by some of the beasts. One of them caught me behind a rock but turned out to be helping me. The rest of them were these red things. I realized if I ran around with my "charge attack" fully charged before I got close to them, I could strike, flee, charge my attack, and this would keep me from getting damaged as I pelted them with regular attacks. It was a lot like final fantasy crystal chronicles.

There was a class room setting in the first one or two dreams. It might have repeated.

I dreamed that I was shopping for barbecue sauce. I was looking for "Barbecue Ray" or something like that. Then I realized they probably all had processed sugar, and would be no good to me. I was going to buy 3 bottles for 5 dollars each but changed my mind.

There was other stuff too but off the top of my head, it doesn't come to mind. Luckily its all in my voice notes.

After awhile the dream scene changes to a street. This guy is having a fight with another man and eventually throws him to the ground and the man thrown to the ground is now laying there unconscious. The man who threw him and I begin to run in the dark as the street lights went out. He and I continue to run as I begin to take up speed while laughing about how the wind feels against me.

That's when it occur to me that I can run faster that what I could in waking life and this triggers my lucidity. I begin running faster in till I was running in while in mid air. I then fly off telling the guy goodbye. The dream scene changes to a house where it would appear other family members like my father, aunties and cousin were residing. I get up from bed and lose my lucidity. Then a weird fluffy small animal came to me from the backyard.

Created Tuesday 27 March 2018

Got a WILD/DEILD loop to note. There were other dreams, but I can't recall much of them

Scrap Group 1
False awakening in the living room of large unknown house during the dead of night. The walls were of dark coloration, while the place was arranged as a wide bedroom.

Shopping at a supermarket. It was poorly lit inside, and there wasn't many people around. Felt kinda ominous. Later, I go outside to a forest. I cross a wooden bridge over a stream, then float back over the water to where I came from, but barely made it across.

Meditated for a while during a WBTB. It took some time to get comfortable enough to sleep.

Dream 1 - Log 1062 - Spring Lucid Dream Competition - Day 11

Scene 1 - Heavy Awakening
WILD transition in bed. I felt very weak, and could barely sit up. Woke up soon afterwards. Pretty sure I DEILDed into similar experiences. DEILD back in.

Scene 2 - Stumble Out and Back
In bed again. I stumbled outside the house with my eyes mostly shut. Got disoriented, and I woke up again. DEILD.

Scene 3 - Need More Than Words
Back in bed. I start shaking my hands, then try spinning, though I found it especially strenuous to do either. Then, I called out for clarity and light. I kept chanting as such, though quieted down, just in case I was actually sounding as such IRL. Warp. I found myself laying in a bathtub. While struggling to get up, the dream dissipated. Quite sure there were other related DEILDs. Another DEILD.

Scene 4 - Dizzy Warp
In bed yet again. I spin to teleport. Warp. I found myself outside in an urban environment. I felt too dizzy to remember much, not to mention to keep anchored. Woke up again. DEILD.

Scene 5 - Eye Hole
In bed. I rub my hands thoroughly with my eyes closed. Soon, a single point of light appeared. On the other side was a closed eye with long lashes. It opened up, revealing that it was hollow inside. The cavity expands, and I'm dragged into this cavern of flesh. Got too startled to hold the dream. Still, I could DEILD once more.

Scene 6 - Perspective Disorder
In bed. I spin around to teleport, while also shaking and rubbing my hands. Warp. I found myself in a courtyard within a building complex. Orange pillars held up canopies over the numerous walkways. There was a painter recoloring various constructions. Soon, Det. Briscoe and Green from Law and Order showed up to apprehend the guy, and quipped on his supposed shoddy handiwork. Several other folk passed by. Perspective got completely jumbled, where each person's size depended on how far or close they were in sight. I almost got squashed by a woman going past me, and actively avoided others to prevent such a thing from repeating. I got too disoriented to keep this up. The dream collapsed soon afterwards.

Dreams from March 26 to 27, 2018

I had good dreams and good recall tonight. A high level of conflict within the dreams but I actually was a lot stronger within the dreams than usual. I got all the details in my voice recorder for my own review so I am just doing a briefer write up.

Dream 1

There was some kind of sports practice. I was mad at the coach. Then, there was something about how the moons and planets were all visible. But shrouded in this grey dust. I remember seeing lots of planets in the sky. The next dream had to do with planets, too.

Dream 2

In this one I was at high school again. I wanted to grow some plants on Mars. Then I was looking up how much sun they get on Mars.

I went into this class room and the teacher asked me to recite the planets. I couldn't think of them.

Dream 3

In this one I got into some trouble at a food store. This water monster under this bridge was coming after me. I escaped by turning into Sponge Bob inside of a tiny plastic jar and bouncing out of the store. When I got out, I had only a coat on, but no pants! I ran to my car but got caught. A police officer was mad because he had to wake up to come arrest me. He agreed to just bring me to my car though.

I got in a fight with some people in the next building. This one guy had the upper hand on me but some how I turned it around using some kind of mind control thing and won the fight. I was worried I would get in trouble for "winning" too much.

Dream 4

In the last dream, I got in another fight with some people. I tricked someone to give up the drivers seat of this bus we were on by asking if I could go to the bathroom before then. This made them need the bathroom some how. I fought these people on a hill and won.

Notes

I liked the dreams tonight. My recall was really good. I got tons of details on my audio files. It would have taken hours to write. So I just made a quick write up with what came off the top of my head.

Dreams from March 2 to 26, 2018

I had some earlier dreams about people from high school. There was a lucid, dreaming lecture thing where someone thought they were still dreaming, and did something kind of crazy, thinking they had become lucid. There was this guy doing a Dave Matthews kind of song. And I got to have a good talk with a woman who I would have never thought smoked cigarettes. She was very understanding of how I felt about the smoke smell spreading and it was helpful. I woke up as she was saying, "Do you know about ____?"

Video Game Boss

The next dreams I dreamed of being in these video game boss battles. I forgot one of the boss battles. But then This big yellow thing was in this room. There were these blue bomb things I had to put in one corner of the room. When it went there, it got blown up.

Beast Wars
Megatron and a wolf Predacon were chasing Rattrap through the local arboretum. All in Beast Mode. Rattrap got away and then I was walking next to Optimus Primal. I was like, "Yeah, Megatron, you don't wanna come near us now!" I might have been Dinobot. Cheetor was ahead of us. We were all in Beast Mode.

Then I woke up and recorded those, and had another long dream. My recall was good tonight.

Diamond Games

I was in this locker room from my high school. There was a wolf attacking everyone but the wolf trusted me. Then the wolf tested how much I trusted him (or her). They became a human and came towards me. I felt fear but extended trust to the wolf spirit, now looking like a human. I think something healed there.

My Aunt kept trying to get me to play this diamond game. I was talking with my Aunt and my Cousin for a while.

I had a false awakening of trying to dream journal. I was glad it was just a dream because I dreamed that I forgot everything! Forgetting dreams is my worst night mare L O L. But maybe I can turn those night mares of forgetting the dreams into my best dreams of remembering my dreams, which will bring up my actual dream recall. So it is like an opportunity for when I am ready to catch it.

In the next dream I was talking to these people wearing really black clothes. Then telling someone else how I didn't feel inferior for not having as nice of clothes.

Then in the distance I saw people lined up to play the diamond game my Aunt had been mentioning. I felt like she had been mentioning it for ages and I just never listened.

I went over to it and a woman I was with got the girls ahead of us to let us play first. People kept coming by and dumping diamonds on us, "Making it Rain" as the dream called it. The woman kept telling me to keep collecting the diamonds that fell! So I did.

Then we had this big crate of diamonds and jewels. The girls behind us were mad because we had some of theirs. One tried to take some but some security guy stopped her. Another security guy took the woman I was with away so it was just me and the jewels and diamonds. Then I was on a dock and two men appeared at the end of the dock. I was supposed to ask them for guidance of what to do with the diamonds.

So I asked them and one pulled out this book. It said I had to think of the hardest thing to do with them, and do that. I was like, no way, I am definitely keeping them.

Cut scene of me walking around my old neighborhood, peeing as I walked. (L O L)

Then, I got to the people I was supposed to talk more with about the diamonds and jewels. I was talking to this spiritual guy who started showing me pages of a book. We heard a zip and it was a little kid behind me. He had un zipped my back pack and taken some diamonds.

I really didn't want the adults to be mad at the boy so I responded very positively. Kind of like, great job! You got them. And I gave him the diamonds he had taken. I said I could spare those, but I needed the rest, to pay my student loans.

Another man to the side said I should go earn the money to pay my loans. I said I did earn these diamonds. It made sense to me that I deserved the diamonds.

I woke up around then. I really liked the dreams tonight. I got all the details in my voice recorder and just typed this up as a shorter post.

This morning I was sleeping on a friend's couch and had to get up at 9am for my father's birthday breakfast. I didn't want to miss the alarm and this was stressing me out, which ended up causing several false awakenings.

The first false awakening I wake up and check my phone to see it's 1pm. I freak out and run to the shower.

The second false awakening I wake up around 10:00am and freak out again.

The third false awakening I wake up and a similar thing happens and I'm complaining to moo and kolby that my phone must be broken.

The fourth false awakening I wake up on the other side of the couch looking at my friend jp. At the exact same time we go "I just had four false awakenings." Moo is to the left of me and tells us to repeat it again, which we do. Then we all freak out. I know I had only had three before this so this didn't really add up.

The fifth false awakening I'm lying back on the couch on the normal side thinking this is a dream. The room is dimly lit in a purple color. I can see jp looking at me from the other side of the couch. Looking at the tv, I see a little girl. Her face starts to turn into something like the exorcist. I can hear myself making noises like "aaaah" but I'm not scared at all. Her and jp start to walk towards me. She changes into some sort of clown and I make more scared noises not feeling scared, I can hear jp saying "dude you're so weird." Then the clown morphs into a woman with dark hair dressed in a red dress. I make some sort of noise like I'm attracted to her, then she turns into a man and I make a noise that I'm freaked out. Jp again says that I'm weird.

They get right to my face and I get up, this exploding into a very strange turn of events. The room is turned into some sort of event. I'm watching a commercial of some sort of these weird people, they were changing very rapidly, at some point it's a woman in a black outfit with a black mask and some other things as well. The background was constantly changing, the one I remember now is a hotel room background. The backgrounds looked like green screen effects and the people in front of the backgrounds stood out from them. It was some sort of chant and at the bottom of my vision I can see subtitles in an orange or red font. There's a little thing bouncing from each word as these people are saying the words.

The words are "what the hell is that, what the hell is that" and I thought I might've seen "LOL" to the left and right of that line too. That line kept getting repeated. I keep saying out loud "what the hell is that, what the hell is that" as these backgrounds are changing and people are morphing. The people were indian women dressed in gowns dancing around at some point.

Created Thursday 22 March 2018

Dream 1 - Eddie's Got My Back

Scene 1 - Family Party What Stuff Just Happens
The visuals were slightly blurred. I was at the lot near my home during twilight. There was a birthday party going, of which close and distant relatives were guests. Later on, I go into a neighbor's house, where I float around for a bit. Inside, I find my cousin Elliot playing video games in the basement (as if there's basements here...). There's some talk of various media. Unknown transition.

Scene 2 - Forbidden Beast at School
The visuals were dim. I was seated in a poorly lit classroom. Must've gone in too early, as there wasn't many people around. As I waited, I summoned the Forbidden Beast Eddie, where I had him transform into a drill, then a buzzsaw. An Indian guy got curious, too curious, as he repeatedly put himself in harm's way, despite my warnings. Unknown transition.

Scene 3 - Kong Arcade
The visuals were brighter. I was at an arcade. There were various Donkey Kong games there. For some reason, I thought this was a trigger for an RC, though I still ignored as much. Anyway, one of these was a multiplayer arena game, where a team of Kongs were to climb a giant coconut tree as high as possible before Mario chopped the tree down. Unknown transition.

Scene 4 - Forbidden Doctor Intrigue
The visuals were clear. I was at a hospital, waiting in a lobby, no doubt visiting an infirm relative. While going through a hallway, I spot mom. I blurted of being hungry, prompting mom to go out of her way to go through some "food scheduling service" in the hospital. She was highly misinformed. Turned out, I got registered to a room. Before I could say anything, a stretcher had already been prepared for me. I tried clearing this up with a doctor, a balding guy with glasses. The man got furious, and refused to take no for an answer.

We took our conversation to a darkened recovery room. Inside, several other doctors were waiting, one an Indian man, and the other a middle aged woman with auburn hair, both of which were reclining on beds. We argued for minutes without arriving at a consensus.

At the end of it, the doctors exposed a bit of intrigue. Apparently, the three were mass-booking patients at their hospital for government funding, all so that they could afford some fancy vacation. They then mentioned having access to, and being the recipients of, the latest in bionics and gene therapy, saying as such with uncanny coordination. Figured there was no way they'd let me go now. Suddenly, the three twisted into nightmarish, hulking forms. As they morphed, I silently called Eddie via finger gestures. Light steadily escaped the room. At my command, the Forbidden Beast sprung out as a row of long spikes, instantly tearing the monstrous doctors to shreds.

I then immediately woke up. There were lingering thoughts of my being lucid at some point...

Scrap Group 1
WBTB to write down notes and meditate. It took a while to get back to sleep.

Something of falsely waking up in an unknown home. Pretty sure this transitioned to below.

Dream 1 - World-Wind

The visuals started blurred, but became progressively clearer. I was flying out to the ocean during a clear dawn. Lucid from the start.

I rocket past many different landscapes, neither of which seemed inhabited. Later, I try blasting off to the cosmos. As I left the stratosphere, space suddenly bended around me, and I found myself near the surface of the world (if not a different planet). This was an interesting experience, so I did so purposefully a few more times.

After that, I stopped by a beachside hotel at a narrow peninsula, the only non-natural site in view. I try throwing the building. But, it felt insubstantial in my hands, and once in the air, it faded out of view. Things felt unstable. Took a moment to concentrate. I then tried smashing a crater in the sand, but that didn't happen. Next, I telekinetically lifted a large clay tile (at least several hundred pounds) from an empty lot, and launched it to the horizon.

Then, I jumped into the shore, where I attempted to bring a tornado from each hand. Nothing seemed to occur, so I walked away. But soon, from the water's reflection, I saw dark clouds gathering above me. Sure enough, as I glanced back, a twister had suddenly formed. The winds pulled me in, and I got spun to the top of the funnel. Water droplets and dust sprayed on me at mach speed, stinging greatly. Despite any of that, I was completely unharmed. I rode the storm for half a minute, then let it go on its way.

Things destabilized, and I woke up.

Scrap Group 2
False awakening to my sister and mom making some very nasty commentary. I was almost certain this wasn't real, but lingering doubts caused me to wake up, just in case.

I got all my dreams on a voice recorder so I might not type them all. But there were some cool ones.

After one dream, I had sleep paralysis, and heard a voice saying, "Scissor hands is killing me. Please, please, free me. Please" over and over. It was little kids voices.

I had one long dream that ended in a false awakening. This voice said, "There ones was a PUNK who wanted to know what he dreamed about. But then he couldn't." After that, my mind was totally, totally blank. I was like, WTF, did that voice just erase my dream? But I didn't give up. I salvaged a good amount of the dream. It was actually a very significant dream, too.

In my last dream, this woman was saying how people can be too concerned with whether or not they eat follow specific rules, forgetting the Higher Power's "unconditional love and acceptance". I "felt" this very deeply.

I recorded a lot more dreams on voice recorder but typing wouild take me hours!

Escape through a reflection: I don't remember what caused me to RC, but I got lucid through the classical nose pinch. I seem to have been escaping from something, but I can't remember more than that basic detail either. But there is one scene I remember vividly, which was moving up to a glass window or door which was closed. I've seen an incomplete reflection on it, mostly bluish like the sky, but there were wooden parts and also silhouettes blocking part of it, similar to how it might look like in reality. I instinctively focused on the reflection, completed it, then stepped right through without opening it, into the reality of the reflection so to say, after which I immediately flew, and it seemed to have been very high up. Unfortunately I didn't get to enjoy my free flight for long.
Some indecent stuff: Some time after that I had a false awakening and I was in a building, and somehow pretty quickly realised I was still dreaming and did a nose pinch again.

Spoiler for 18+ Stuff:

So... dreams being dreams and being random I felt a wave of horniness after becoming lucid. I've gotten some... weird and hard to describe interactive selection screen through which some possible partners were displayed (they could apparently see me through this dream UI too), and then I started publicly having fun with someone in a restaurant... It is what is. After that the dream derailed into pointless conversation but I remember someone being repeatedly misgendered, without caring.

This was a different dream, but same day.
Suicide mission in space: So this dream had a weird melancholic component to it. I voluntarily went on a suicide space mission with 100% chances of suffocation from a lack of oxygen, I was in a missile in an orbit around earth, but I didn't focus on the panorama. I had breathed out of a sort of bag but as previously indicated in the dream I ran out of oxygen soon. Except that I kept breathing in the vacuum of space without issue whatsoever. I probably would've realized I was dreaming if I hadn't woken up at that point.

Dreams from March 18 to 19, 2018

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Round 1 of Dreams: Beast Wars, Blue Potato and More!

I couldn’t get all details from the first round of dreams, but here is what I did get.

There are some parts with Beast Wars. In one part, it seems Megatron will be taken to court. There is a hill there. In another part, the Maximals are outside Earth’s Orbit. The dream shows a yellow space ship thing which looks like Cheetor’s. It is like an oval. Cheetor’s gun is supposed to go into it to complete it so it can return to Earth. Optimus is mad at Cheetor because he can’t complete the space ship. Maybe something bad is happening to Earth because of this.

There is a guy on a cafeteria line. It is all stainless steel. The guy is having a huge blue potato cooked. The chef is poking it with a fork. They are saying how it is for his dietary plan. I am unaware it is a dream, but I question this.

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LD: Computer Virus, Stuck on a Wall, Wait… I *AM* Dreaming?!

I forgot the beginning of these dreams but here is where my memory begins.

I am at this new apartment. I have to pay the rent. I keep telling the people I need another day. This goes on for what seems like 3 days. I am expecting my Dad to mail me cash for the rent. My mail is delivered, but the cash isn’t there. I am suspicious that the people who own the apartment are intercepting the rent money.

There is a part where I am with 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢talking about how we both slept over at 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢 house. But 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢 slept over his mom’s while my apartment is at his Dad’s. 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢I see my Aunt 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢 and sister. 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢I skate out of that room and I am in a mall. I am actually on skates. I see 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢 and I think she might like the way I look with my new beard. I go to talk to her. 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢I keep skating.

In another part, I am trying to sleep. I am close to falling asleep. However, I know it is mid day, and I haven’t paid the rent. I am just really tired from the previous night of sleeplessness (within the dream). I can’t get the idea of paying the rent out of my head. I decide to just call my Dad and ask him about the rent, then quickly go back to trying to nap. However, it doesn’t go that way. I try to call my Dad, and I can’t quite think of his number. I can get the area code but for the first few digits I am trying to figure out of it is 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢 like my old cell phone or what. I am getting really frustrated because I was supposed to be able to do this quickly and go right back to sleep. But now it is keeping me up. After some difficulty with getting my Dad’s number, and my contacts menu not working, this icon of a stoic Einstein kind of face pops up. It looks very stoic and intellectual, as if to say, anger is primitive, or something. This makes me even more mad because they are clearly just dissociated.

I am on my computer, trying to do something. I have some awareness of having lent my computer to someone earlier. What am I trying to do? I click on some things and a bunch of ads come up. The ads seem to pop up all over the windows I am currently on, as if they become a part of the program I am already on. 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢I think someone must have downloaded something and got a virus. I think of some things I downloaded that might have got me a virus. Well, okay. It will slow me down, but I will just go to Control, Alt, Delete, and run the task manager. Whatever is creating the pop ups will be a simple dot E X E program and I will be able to end the process and uninstall it. So I press Control, Alt, Delete. Also, I do a reality check. I really think it is waking life, though, and I am just doing a reality check to “build the habit” in case it happens in my dream. My finger doesn’t go through, and I am totally sure I am in waking life.

When I press Control, Alt, Delete, the window that comes up is almost metallic. It is way different than what Control, Alt, Delete brings up in Physical Matter Waking Consciousness. I click through and there is something like Window Manager. What do the windows look like? I find where it says Task manager and try to open that. There are all these tabs with bold black text. What happens after that?

It transports me to where I am standing on this big metal screw on a wall. The metal screw or metal rod is kind of rusty. It pokes out of the wall maybe 6 inches, and is thick enough not to bend under my weight. I am really freaked out. I am convinced it is Physical Matter Waking Consciousness, especially due to my finger not going through. I am really high up on the wall, with only this screw to balance on. There is no way to climb up or down. I continue trying to balance. When I look again, there is some ground 20 to 30 feet down. I definitely don’t want to make that jump. No one is around. I reach up again and I can just reach the edge of the top of the wall. I can get my hand on this blue P V C pipe poking up out of the wall, and maybe on another white P V C pipe. There is not enough grip to do a pullup though. What color is the wall? Blue? I just sort of hang there by my finger tips with my foot on the metal rod. Even without the fear of being stuck there, it is just an uncomfortable position.

I wonder if there are people around. I decide to try screaming out for help. At first I think that people will come hurt me or something. Maybe it is a trap. But I decide to try anyway. I scream really loud, like, “Help! I’m stuck here!” What exactly do I say? After a while of that, I get the idea to just jump down. It seems shorter of a fall. I jump down and land just fine. How high is it? 10 to 20 feet? I land just fine. I am relieved to be down from there. I still think I am in Physical Matter Waking Consciousness.

I think it must be a restaurant I am in. There is a door way up to the front of the room. It is brown with glass panels. It is like a door, a little coat room, and another door. Before I go to it, I notice a bunch of note books on the table. When I look, they are my personal journals, or dream versions of them. I think they are my actual journals and I want to hide them before I leave, so no one reads my private journals. They are titled “guitar memos” in hand writing. Different color covers on spiral note books. I can see some cursive writing in thick green marker in one of them, and other colors in others. It reminds me of my dialogue journals. Some of the covers are ripped. I gather them up and more appear. One appears on the seat. Once I can get them all, I bring them over to this cabinet. The cabinet looks to be in use, but I figure the journals are safer there, than out in the open. I cram them into the cabinet and plan to come back for them later.

Without taking any longer, I run to the front door. I almost expect it to be locked. It turns out to be easy to open, and I get out into the street. What time of day is it? Day or Night? I run left as I exit the door, and hear some people in the building across talking about how someone’s business plan won’t work. What exactly are they saying? I slide down this slippery red velvet carpet, which is kind of fun. When I stop sliding, I kick off and slide some more.

Somewhere in there, I realize I am dreaming. What triggers the lucidity? Just a gradual realization? Once I know it’s a dream, I run and fly. I fly up to a roof. I think it is somewhat light out at this point. There are some people on the roof. I interact with them a little bit. Is there a dog? What else happens before I wake up? I wake up and think through the dreams, pretty amazed at that adventure.

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Round 3 of Dreams: The Importance of the second Reality Check & Reconciliation with Uncle

A lot of beginning parts are missing from my memory, and parts intermittently. I will just write what I do now.

There is definitely a part where I gain lucidity and then lose it again throughout the dream. What happens in that part?

Where my memory starts more clearly, I am in a movie theater. Then I fall asleep. Within the dream, I dream of being in a kitchen. There is some food on the stove. The flame goes really high. Something makes me think it’s a dream, so I finger palm test. Instead of going through, it just feels like I am touching my bones. But because my finger doesn’t come out the other side, I conclude it is Physical Matter Waking Consciousness. There is some water almost boiling. I am listening to something on my phone through the headset. I try the other finger through the other hand and that won’t go through either. Something makes me try a nose pinch breathe. As I walk away from the kitchen, I see some lights on some buildings. I feel my fingers pressing my nostrils shut, and yet, air passes through. Wow! I am dreaming! I am so glad I did that second reality check.

I want to take a bite of this big dessert food that’s there, and change the audio on my head set. Then I am like, maybe the audio that’s already on is fine. I take a bite of the dessert food and maybe some red bacon bits that are there. The kitchen is kind of dim the whole time. 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢The dream within the dream ends and I “wake back up” in the movie theater.

On the movie screen, a human cartoon and a Snoopy the dog type of cartoon are eating bacon bits. To my sister, who is at the movie with me, I am like, wow! I can’t believe they are eating bacon bits in this movie! I just dreamed about that! The screen shows the people eating bacon bits but then I can see the bacon bits inside their head. They human and dog go around in the movie world and come to another creature. What kind of creature is it? One of them spits out some bacon bits into a thin sheet of paper kind of shape and trades it with the creature. Then they go on.

In the next part I am running from some people. There is something where a pudgy baby is involved. They are like make sure to give the baby not too much or not to little of something. There is a quiet tan woman who demonstrates how to sleep on your side. She is saying to put one leg on top of the other, not one off a little in front of or in back of the other. They are saying this way its not uncomfortable. She demonstrates it on some kind of couch. What happens next?

Next thing I remember is I wake up in this room at my Nana’s. I talk out loud. Am I recording a dream? Anyway, I notice the door to my room is open. I am embarrassed and worried that people outside my room heard what I was saying.

夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢I am looking at a T V screen. My Uncle, who is downstairs, is getting a call from a 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢number. My Uncle is mad because that guy shouldn’t be calling the house, the guy should be using his cell phone. He is saying how that guy doesn’t even have the land line number for my Nana’s house.

Then Uncle 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢comes in my room without a lot of regard for my personal space. It is like because I am a guest there, he doesn’t respect my space. He sits at a desk with a phone and a big stack of money. He is complaining that his girlfriend needs more money. 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢I am like you know 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢is right there and you shouldn’t expose her to that stuff. 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢is like, “Oh, no, they’re fighting.” I am like, you know, its bad enough you smoke and drink in front of her, and set that bad of an example, but now you are exposing her to all this bad stuff you are saying. I am really mad, and not holding back. I am aware of my harsh tone, and intentionally continue with it, so my point is known. After some time of my scolding, 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢are both crying. I am thinking to myself, well, too bad, it is true! My Uncle stands up and is crying. He stands on the bed and his face is behind some kind of support beam.

He starts to explain why he has so many issues. 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢Then I say something like, yeah, I guess 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢really does affect you guys a lot. What else do we say to each other? I am seeing some shadows on the wall.

I remember thinking that even though he wasn’t attacking me up front, he could come out of nowhere and attack me, any time.

But overall I think this was a really significant dream because I have always fought with Uncle 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢in my dreams. This was not a lucid dream, just a regular or unconscious dream. In some ways I think that makes it even cooler, because it happened on its own. However, I did wonder If it was a dream at one point, while yelling at Uncle 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢But I just convinced myself it wasn’t.

Plant Dream

another dream I remember I have these plants and I'm trying to plant them and it goes with this song that you plant them along with a saw like comes with the plant and there's something with like honey in the planters and like singing I'm singing a song along with the planters but then I'm like I don't know like I don't want any wants to hear this I hear some parts um-hmm

More Uncle Stuff

There was another dream where I was drawing something. What was I drawing? My uncle reached over my shoulder and put a pencil drawing of a spiky monster kind of thing in front of me. I was like, cool, thanks, that’s great. (I saw that as more dreams of getting along better with my Uncle.)

There was another part with my Aunt saying something about having a job where I don’t need to wear my retainer all the time. Like, you could take a day off wearing your teeth. Luckily, there’s a lot of chlorine in the food.

There was a part where I was in a bedroom. The sheets on the bed were grey. I was thinking about this religion where they would beat the crap out of me so I would feel sorry, and then give me forgiveness. I was considering going, then I was like, no, I don’t need the crap beaten out of me. There was a square of sun coming in through the window. I had a recliner chair I wanted to sit in and write. But it was like I had just gotten up and gone to the bathroom, and I wasn’t sure if I should lay down and breathe, or sit up to write, while having breakfast. The idea was that I had the morning and early afternoon to watch a show, do my writing and get some food. Then I had work from the afternoon into the evening, like a restaurant shift. I was trying to get the back of the recliner chair up against the wall. At the store, I needed chicken and/or eggs. I was thinking it would be under a dollar a pound.

There was this other part where I was in the local food store and it was only open seven more minutes. I had on a black ski mask and my orange glasses, but not to rob the place. It was something else. Why did I have that on? There was a bunch of cold medicine on this one shelf. I was looking at it, thinking it sounds like a bad idea. There were like 8 different boxes. I made a joke to the store manager about being there to rob something, but it was a joke. One of the cold medicine boxes said cheap energy. There was a doctor in the store. The doctor’s advice was, “You need to go to sleep.”

Then I was walking down the side walk with these women from the store. I was like, yeah, the doctor is right. I need more sleep. The women were like, yeah, you’re always sleep deprived. So I was like, yeah, but not because I stay up all night on the computer. It’s just the trauma. I think that was a significant insight. I already knew it intellectually but experiencing that conversation in the dream might have helped.

There was another thing where we were walking through my neighborhood. There was this idea of how a person needs to make sure they are working with the trauma effectively. There was a counselor guy who lived on one of the side streets I was working with. I felt triumphant about working with my trauma effectively.
夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢

Had some crazy good dreams last night, and for the first time I became lucid using actual logic and also became lucid again in a false awakening!
Also met my Anima again, twice!

1.
I can't remember exactly how this dream started, but I decided that I was dreaming, spontaneously. I then "woke up", into a false awakening. I immediately became suspicious about whether I was actually awake or not, and did the nose RC. It kind of worked, i could barely breathe through it. I had a look around the room and thought "Right, where am I? How did I get here?" And realised I was probably still dreaming. I looked at my right hand, and watched as my four fingers morphed into five. Definitely dreaming, then.

I ran towards a window and jumped out of it, flying outside. I was in some sort of alien city at night time. The sky was a hazy reddish-purple. There were strange robots and ships in the sky. I moved up or down depending on how I angled my head, but had to flap my arms once or twice to start going back up again.

2.
I was in some strange hotel-like place. There was a girl there who I started a relationship with. She wanted to meet me outside in half an hour so we could go for a night-time walk in the forest. She went for a shower and I went to my room to brush my teeth. To get there, I had to lift up a slate at the bottom of a wall, and crawl under it through a small crawlspace to get to my room. I began struggling to breathe, and when I got to my room I sadly decided I'd have to cancel meeting the girl outside because I couldn't breathe properly.

3.
This seems to have followed on from dream 2. I was suddenly on what appeared to be the moon. I had some friends with me along with the girl from dream 2. There were various kinds of spaceships around us. Other people were there, they owned the spaceships.
I became bored as there seemed to be nothing to do here. I started shouting at my companions, asking them why the f*** we got ourselves stranded on some backwater moon. They informed me that it was all my idea, because I was bored with the hotel.
Makes sense. Don't like your hotel? Leave the planet.
I walked off with my "girlfriend", and started talking to her about stuff. I remembered my last dream and became lucid, but decided to just go with the flow because I liked this girl. As we walked, it became clear that only one part of the planet was like "the moon"- we found a small town or city, that I can only describe as looking Japanese. Modern Japanese, very urban but just not Western-looking at all.
I enjoyed talking to the girl and found there was something familiar about her.


I only realised what was so familiar after I woke up. This girl was my "Anima", or inner feminine spirit, however you call it. I realised that in one of my recent lucid dreams, I had summoned her and asked her to start appearing to me in my dreams more often and to help me maintain lucidity.

3. In this dream, I had a young son- supposedly one year old, but really he acted and looked more like 4 or 5. I didn't realise at the time, but he looked IDENTICAL to how I looked as a toddler, and we got on very well. He listened to everything I had to say and seemed to be in awe of me. I now think that this boy was representing my inner child, a younger version of me that I don't give enough attention to in my adulthood.

Dreams from march seventeenth to eighteenth, 2018

These dreams made me pull out the guitar the next day so I could play guitar in lucid dreams again. It was so cool.

Groop 1

These were the dreams from the first time I woke up. I think I had a job at a department store like Sears somewhere in there.

My memory starts with this guy (hidden)and some other people on line to get food. (hidden) has prepared some kind of red meat dish. The red meat looks really tender. I am second in line. I seem to get a smaller piece than I expected. I go to try to get another piece. I am picking up an onion out of the tray and saying how I can’t tell the difference between the onion and the meat.

We all go to sit in this room to eat. I am sitting along the side of the wall with some other people. The guy next to me is saying something about (hidden) and how there was some predictions for 2017 and 2018. In the dream it might be 2023. I am skeptical of the whole group at first. But then I am telling the guy next to me how they are good people because they helped me order a ower tool I needed. (hidden)The next parts I can remember are in some class room settings. In the first class room setting, I have some kind of thing that needs to be graded in the teachers office. The class is in session and I am sitting there with the other kids, while the teacher teaches. My plan is to put my head down on the desk, close my eyes, and use telekinesis to move my project around in the teacher’s office. I just hope no one will walk in while it is floating around. This seems like a viable plan.

In the second class room setting, there are students taking turns giving a presentation about apples. The first student goes and finishes. It becomes the next day and another student goes. There is something where I have a text menu on my phone that shows I have 23 to 24 videos. It reminds me of my You Tube channel. I have to select an option from a drop down menu. The lettering is orange and the back ground is white. The selector is a little sideways triangle. There is something about needing a paid account.

Also, in the class room part, there is something about how if I just play a sport, or go into weight lifting, and take classes, and get good grades, it’s like I won’t really be a person on the inside. I will be focused on all these external results but not really looking within myself.

There is something about being at a mall, with signs around.

(hidden)Before I recalled these I was thinking about something with a grey garage door in a walk around the neighborhood. At first I felt like I would totally blank on dream recall for these but they started to flow back to my mind. I think my affirmations helped me stay more optimistic.
(hidden)I woke up from those and thought them through. They seemed to come to me alright. This is a pretty good dream recall compared to other first groops of dreams.

I had some trouble falling back to sleep. I got on my exercise bike and my legs went for what seemed like a while. Then I stretched and fell back to sleep a lot easier. I need to use my exercise bike more anyway since my knees are on the fritz.

Guitar Chords!

Here is a fun L D I had. It started out with me being in a fight with my Dad. Maybe something to do with a chalk board. And I was listening to some Binaural Beats. There was a peaceful woman’s voice playing, giving some kind of instructions for a pre bed meditation. There was also something about how I needed to go into the hall way or bathroom for something, but I didn’t want to get the hall light or night light in my eyes, since this would disturb my sleep. I was also kind of justifying the angry things I said to my Dad, in my mind. I think I went to sleep within the dream? Or did anything else happen? Well, here is the next part I remember.

I find myself in a replica of my basement at 15 Swoo, playing my Ibanez guitar. I realize it is a dream. This is cool. (I am not sure what triggered lucidity but I just suddenly saw it as a dream!)

I am trying to play an E minor chord, without labeling it in my mind as such. My fingers keep slipping to the first fret of the A and D strings though, instead of the second fret. The basement is very brightly lit. I can see some white square across the way. Once I get my fingers to go to the second frets to make an E minor Chord, I think of the D minor chord. However, I put my fingers to what is actually a C major chord, while in the dream, thinking of it as D minor. The sound is really loud and like a previous guitar dream, I fear it will wake my Dad, even though it’s a dream. It sounds cool. I am excited to be playing guitar in a dream, lucidly. I start to realize the dream might lose stability, and wonder what to do.

The affirmation, “My Lucid Dreams last long and remain stable,” comes to my mind. I say this aloud within the dream. It actually works, and the dream seems to get a second wind. That is exciting!

I get up from the guitar, looking at my hands, and repeating this affirmation. I decide that writing it on something in the dream might help. There is a white countertop with a piece of ripped paper over to the side. I find a pencil there and write, “My, Lucid, Dreams,” and then sort of lose interest. The writing comes out pretty clear though.

Next thing I remember is I have my phone in my hand. Where did that come from? Well, I am looking at my phone, knowing it’s a dream. What’s on my phone at first? I flip through the screens to get to Ad Block Browser because I want to try looking up something on my phone in the dream. I am still repeating “My lucid, dreams, last long, and remain stable,” In my mind. The icon for Ad Block Browser is about the same. But instead of the words, it just says A B B. I tap it with my finger, and a screen comes up. I can see the place to put the hyper link and tap there. A little grey touch based key pad pops up. Wow, this dream phone is so similar to my physical phone. A (hidden) type of pod cast is playing. At first, it bothers me, but I just tune it out. (hidden)I begin trying to type in, because I couldn’t find the microphone for speech to text. I am able to type, “How to control an,” and then I am about to type, “L, D,” but then I realize that I should use the full words, not the abbreviation. So, I go to back space the “n” out of the word “an”, and the dream ends.

Notes

I woke up from this and thought it through, pretty excited about it all. My memory of the guitar part is so solid. Somewhere in the dream, I remember the guitar being covered in a white sheet, on a shelf, under some other stuff. I also remembered something about a bright Note Pad screen, and my Dad typing.

Groop 3 of “Dreams”

I had a series of dreams and sleep paralysis sensations take place before recording again.

Dream: 400 Bucks!

The first dream of these I remember is of me at the (hidden)kitchen or dining room. I was sitting there and my Dad gave me an envelope or a card which looked to have money on the side. I think I was complaining about being low on money. At first it looked like just one dollar, but then I saw four hundred dollar bills inside. (hidden)I wondered what it was for. There is something written on the card about the car being worth $5,400. There is some map my Dad wants me to go look up. It’s working kind of funny. At first it was a smaller place, but then showed a whole continent, surrounded by an ocean, kind of badge shaped.

L D: Leaf Blower Trigger

I think I woke up from that, and thought about it. It wasn’t really enough to break sleep paralysis and record, so I just kept it in my head. In the next dream, I am in my bed room of (hidden)I can see a guy getting a leaf blower going outside. I am angry about this starting up. Maybe it is around 3 P M in the dream. I am sitting on the floor. There are two grey bunny rabbits in the room, hopping around. I guess all my practice of doing dream state checks whenever I see or hear leaf blowers kicks in, and I try a finger palm test. I think I might be dreaming. Sure enough, I am dreaming! The finger goes through my palm. Then, I wake up.

O B E Vibrations: Rolled out and Pinned

I thought through that one and got some kind of O B E vibrations. The vibrations come on quickly, and I am rolled out of my bed sooner than expected. I roll out onto the side of the bed nearest the wall, only my bed is rotated 180 degrees and with the head board to the closet, not the opposite wall. I see a kind of white glowy hand as my own hand. I think I might actually be out of body, but I hope it will just become a lucid, dream, like the other times. I can see the window with the black out curtains drawn, so that’s another way I know it’s a dream. There is an orange jug on the floor which isn’t there in waking life.

So I am like, okay, I just rolled out of body. Here I am. I will just stand up and it will be another OOBILD. I start to push myself up and feel if there is a body on the bed, and I am pulled towards the ground. This really scares me because I can’t move. I am not sure what this is. I try to fight it a little bit, but it avails me nothing. Something is holding this “dream body” or “astral body” of mine, down on the floor, on my back.

As I lay here, I can see this sort of hologram of me appear above me. It is wearing a grey shirt. It begins appearing from its feet, then like a door is opening upwards in front of it, its body is slowly revealed from behind the “door”. I wake up from that in my physical bed, a little spooked. Not a total night terror but kind of spooky is all. I have a huge fear that if I go out of body, something will block me from going back into my body, and something else will enter my body right in front of me. Then it will “possess” me or something. So I guess I will see if that really happens or not. Either my belief in this concept will create the experience from my imagination, or there are really entities trying to do this. Or, a mix of both. But I know my dream or non physical exploration will never give me more than I can handle at any one time. And if something like that were ever to happen, whether imaginary, or actual, I am being prepared as we speak.


L D: Who’s the Boss
In the next dream of this groop, I am in a class room. There is a teacher, teaching the class. I realize it is a dream. (What makes me realize it is a dream?) All I remember is he instructs me that I have to go find some information. I have to go find out who the boss is, or why he is the boss. (hidden)I have to put on a metronome and go walk around somewhere, to the beat of the metronome. I vaguely remembering walking around a side walk outside and then returning. (hidden)I look to the boss guy and say something like, “I did it! You’re the boss!” I vaguely remember his face, just that he was a white guy.

O B E Vibrations: Jaw Shock

So I woke up from that and tried to think it through. But then I got more O B E vibrations. These were very intense and also kinda spooky again. But the O B E vibrations that came along probably came before I could form a full memory of the dream.

I was spooked by the sleep paralysis stuff but I just kept telling myself internally to just relax. There are some swishing sounds, and/or some mousey sounds. Then I feel my body really quickly lifted up out of my bed like 4 to 6 feet. This is a lot faster than I am used to, so I am surprised. I feel like I could push into it, but I tell myself to just relax. I don’t resist it or push my way into it. Relaxing lands me back in my bed though.

When I am back in my bed, the vibrations continue. They feel very electrical. I am feeling like shock waves are being sent through my jaw bones. It feels like they are being squeezed. I am still trying to tell myself to just relax. It is more than I am used to but I am confident that it can’t harm me.

Like the last O B E vibrations thing, my bed is rotated 180 degrees, with the head board up to where the closet is. There must be some kind of bluish white light source behind me. I am more spooked now, because it is flickering in this ghastly kind of a way, casting some shadows of a lamp. I am trying to remind myself that the window curtains can’t be drawn, and I can’t see the curtains the way my physical body would be facing in the physical world. So this must be a dream. But I just keep relaxing, instead of getting up to look. Also, I wear a blind fold in waking life, so I shouldn’t be able to see anything. The other main thing I notice is this really low opacity little white cloud, like barely 10% opacity. It seems to float around, but maybe it is something else.

Notes

I stayed still after that last set of O B E vibrations ended, wondering if anything else would come my way, replaying all the dreams and other stuff in my head. I was surprised that I couldn’t remember the L D with the teacher because it may have been more eventful.

I think the jaw shock thing had to do with tension in my jaw. Maybe it released tension from my jaw.

Groop 4 of Dreams

I laid back down on my right side and eventually got to sleep again. For these I just let myself drift and dream, waiting a while to record. The memories were a little jumbled so I will do my best to put them in order.

Bathroom?

The beginning of what I can remember is. I am with (hidden)and other people. We are doing something, maybe watching a show. There is something about how I have O B E’s. Maybe I have an O B E within the dream before that point. I think I was thinking how people need to just have their own experience.

I go into this dream bathroom to go make some dream #1. The dream door has some see through parts. My face looks different, so I make some faces in the mirror. I kind of like it. (hidden)I don’t realize it is a dream from my different face though. There are two toilets. I don’t want to use either because these women are right outside the door, and could see in if they wanted to. Near one toilet, there is a peanut jar full of #1. I wonder who did that.

Spooky Staircase

In the next part I remember, I am walking along (hidden)and I notice someone to the right needs help in their garage, or might. Suddenly I am in their garage. They are kind of startled. I am like, do you need help? They’re like, no, my Dad’s coming to help me. Its like (hidden) or someone tall. They have a standard barbell with a 25 on each side, and some 50 pound plates around.

Next thing I remember is I am running out of there. Except now I am seeing it all from the outside. And a black haired guy has taken my place. The “camera angle” is showing the chase from in front of the person being chased, and showing a longer haired bodybuilder guy chasing him. He reminds me of someone from the local gym I used to see there a lot. Then the long haired guy falls head first down this long set of cement stairs. He sort of slides down them, hitting his head on every step. It becomes somewhat gruesome, and I am noticing the nightmarish turn it has taken. (I’m not sure if I got lucid, but I did something to change the channel, maybe without knowing it was a dream.)

There is also some really spooky screaming voice that comes on as he falls down the stairs. It is like a gruesome monstrous scream. I sort of “turn it off” and it passes.

Oily Candle

There is another part where I am in a truck, driving with some people. I am at the back of the big moving truck, near a ramp. I think I am getting a ride somewhere but the other people are getting a ride from their flight. I’m asking what they’re doing. They seem to want me to stay out of it.

I want to go to a gym. It is night time. There are some store fronts with dark glass windows. Two store fronts are illuminated with yellow. I pass by one gym on my right, thinking, that gym isn’t my gym. Well, if that one is open, mine must not be. I keep walking though, and my gym is also lit up. I think it might not be the best business plan to have two gyms right next door to each other, but I go into my gym.

Instead of working out, I go to the side room of the gym, where they have this video game. But then, instead of playing a video game, I have this writing on some paper I am trying to do something with. What is the writing for? I light a candle. I am hearing something where some lucid, dreaming author is saying something about how the candle wick needs oil on it for it to burn right. I am seeing a candle drip off the sides. The flame burns down the wick. My paper is to the right of the candle, and the words start to melt off it or dissappear from it. What is this about? I am kind of sad now that my words have been erased by the candle.

Then an Asian guy comes in. he is supposed to be the owner or manager. He says please don’t do that. I say something back, maybe about remembering dreams. Maybe it is a dream journal entry. He says he really doesn’t need to know a lot about his dreams. He has an Asian face but stretched out more or twisted. I can sort of picture his face now. There is something about workout partners.

More Spookiness!

I am in the passenger seat going somewhere. There is this little lizard guy walking around on me. He lays on his back and either dies or pretends to die, kind of dramatically. I notice he is on my giraffe pillow.

There is a part with these witch people who are actually bad guys. They have this audio program that they want people to listen to in the morning. They say it is free, any anyone can listen at any time. No one has to wake up at any specific time. I sense they have some ulterior motive.

Then one of the witch ladies with grey hair has this little person running around on their hand. The little person has a head the size of a thimble, and a little thin small body. They run around on their hand and fall over. The lady has her grey hair down over her eyes like some kind of mask. She is saying, “Do you see how small this is?!”

During a lot of these dreams I was thinking of how to get my dream journal done. So for this one I realized it was like 8 or 9 P M. And I was like, oh, man, it’s past bed time, and I haven’t even wrote my dreams, let alone done my waking life recall. Oh, man!

(hidden)
Pickup Artist Guy

(hidden) is doing a You Tube series on how to meet girls. He has it all set up and I am looking onto the You Tube videos. I click on the first video, which is 50 to 60 minutes. I am skipping ahead a little bit and then going back to earlier.

He’s saying he sits on the benches at the bus stop, to prepare to approach women. He has to almost compulsively approach women to prove himself. He sits there to work up his courage. He has this mirror that he holds up and uses it to look at women’s necks to see what they are wearing. Then he prepares some kind of pick up line based on that. Before he goes up to them, he lays on the grass and rips the grass out of the ground to psych himself up. He is saying how he needs to approach women because he is just driven to do so. There’s the idea that the people at the bus stop think he’s weird but he keeps at it anyway.

Then it changes into a talk about this guy who he is really nice to. He is really outgoing towards this fellow, (hidden)He waves to him, and his hand gets really big, like a camera zooming in kind of thing. At some point he makes the guy’s brief case fall in the water though. But the guy doesn’t even mind. Another guy falls in the water too. The guy just jumps in after his brief case, like its no problem. They are on a dock by the water.

Notes

I tried to fall asleep one more time, but that was it.

Back at it with the DJing.

I was in an OTD beach setting. I had to go #2 and the bathroom was in a brick building up the beach a little bit. I went into the bathroom and said something along the lines of "Darn it, it turned into another poo dream!". After several minutes of stuff I will not detail here on the toilet I was able to make the have-to-poo feeling go away (finally).

I was able to make the best of it while in the bathroom while lucid in the bathroom; I was playing with my hands and dream control. I tried changing my skin color and made my hand light blue with dark blue freckles and the skin gained a very oily texture. I then changed my other hand into a mechanical hand made out of a silvery metal and examined it.

Once I had finished, I went back into the front of the bathroom and looked in the mirror. My physical appearance was very unstable and I seemed to be morphing between several outward appearances at once. I knew the dream was ending and getting unstable but I was having fun playing around with my own physical appearance. I would spin around, briefly close my eyes and concentrate on who I wanted to look like.

-Took on the appearance of a younger version of my RL self.
-Took on the appearance of my dream guide, Manei.
-Took on the appearance of my present day waking life self.

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I false awakened. There were police outside of my house. I remember for some reason I wanted to hide because I didn't know what was going on. I saw all the police going to the house of this girl who lived up the street. I knew her IRL and she used to bully me in grade school, so I got some satisfaction from her having to get out of her house and be in trouble with the police in the wee hours of the morning.

A police officer suddenly appeared in the window of my bedroom (which was weird because it was on the second floor.) And told me he would write me a ticket if he caught me being a peeping tom again. I apologized and said I would go back again.

The dream recursed with very minor variations about three or four times, with me either going back to sleep and FAing again when.

Nine whole months since I joined this forum and I'm still a terrible procrastinator. Now you see why my User Title is the "Master Procrastinator?" So, to all future dream journal bingers out there, PLEASE don't miss more than three days of consecutive dream journalling. It really does do a number on your recall and motivation in general.


Day 26:

Fell asleep at: 2:30 AM

Woke up at: 9:15 AM


Dream 26: Pizza House Party

Going over to the counter (Which has been removed in real life but not in the dream), I pick up four slices of pizza. They have a store-bought cardboard tray, but the pizza itself is restaurant-tier. I go back to the couch along with my dad, and it seems like the couches and coffee table are arranged correctly. I didn't make the connection between the two (The counter being in the wrong place but the furniture in the correct order), which no doubt would've made a solid LD.

I'm not quite satisfied yet. I decide to go get some of the last pizza before everybody else does. Now there's even more pizza on the counter. Everybody else goes to get some more pizza, and I end up only getting about two slices. I think to myself, "Well, I already ate four slices, so..." and just accept it.

I briefly chow down on my second helping. I go over to throw my plate away when I bump into a little white machine with a GPS monitor on it, which is situated in front of my mom's room. My dad tells me to be careful. Guy's got foot problems, and I figured whatever it was, he didn't want me touching. I walk away from it so that I wouldn't be held responsible for it.


Day 27:

Fell asleep at: 1:00 AM

Woke up at: 8:00 AM


Dream 27: Jostled by the Mob

Exiting out of the hallways, I make my way into a little outdoor area within my school. An influx of students exit from all sides, all 600+ of them. All of us are headed straight for the staircase outside of the band hall.

Once we get there, I begin to get jostled by a whole bunch of M's friends. I even see the girl who looks an awful lot like my friend's sister, who's the only face I can remember. We all sit down on the stairs that somehow stretch all the way across the building. Some guy is singing an overly emotional song about...something I can't quite remember.

He starts picking out people from the audience to sing along, meanwhile I bust out a calculator that can somehow run GBA-era Pokemon games. Nice. The guy next to me sees what I'm doing, and motions the singer to point at me. He then stares at me playing Pokemon on my calculator and stares at it instead. He then pulls out a calculator and I begin to tink he wants to know how I got it done. Jokes on him, I ain't telling.


Day 28:

Fell asleep at: 4:00 AM

Woke up at: 11:00 AM


Dream 28: Uh...Pups?

A short one. I dreamt that Nemo and Cleo took the forms of two overly large bugs, both yellow in color. I still tried to put them in their cage though.


Dream 29: HANDS OFF, MAN.

I'm in an unknown house. My brother is lying on the floor, minding his own business. The both of us are talking about joining a club or something when he does the unthinkable. The guy gets up, walks over to me, and crushes my babymaker something fierce. You can tell how much I wanted to kill my DC brother after that...

Dream 30: AGAIN?!

I was on the couch, just barely waking up from a dream. My dad and my brother are pacing around the couch, wondering who's gonna take out the pups. My dad elects my brother, who then elects me. I have this stupid half-smiling, half asleep look on my face, trying to convince them that I'm still asleep. I pull out my phone, confident that they'd be none of the wiser. Then my brother kicks me hard, again, in the one bone that matters. You can tell how much I REALLY wanted to kill him after that... Thankfully it was just a dream, so no harm done.


Day 29 & 30:

Fell asleep at: 1:00 AM

Woke up at: 9:00 AM


Dreams 31 & 32: Nothing

Fragments again.


Day 31:

Fell asleep at: 4:00 AM

Woke up at: 1:00 AM


Dream 33: The Rich Get Asylum

Another narration dream, this time starring the voice of DiGi Valentine. In a corrupt, poverty-stricken city, the ones raking in the dome are the owners of an insane asylum. Extortion, money laundering, and exploitation are their main methods of making money.


Dream 34: T'was A Mirage

I look at the TV, astounded by the fact. My 5-6 year old copy of Super Mario Galaxy 2, scratched to hell and back, is finally functional! Everything is just how I remember it. I grab the controller, but I don't like how loud it is. I lower the volume on my TV using the buttons installed on the TV itself, and then immediately, the game crashes. And then I crash, emotionally. I hate this.


Dream 35: Shirtless and Witless

I start off in a computer lab, the room darkened accompanied with the busying sound of keyboards clacking. The dismissal bell signals the end of the school day. I get up and go through the hallway to the school parking lot. But then I realize something, both my pants and my shirt are missing, leaving me with semi-translucent red underwear.

It was bitterly cold, and I rushed back to class, using my backpack to cover up my half-naked self. Unfortunately for me, the teacher was still in the class. I went to my desk and grabbed my shirt and pants and put them on before she noticed. I waved a polite goodbye and left in relief.