false awakening

Created Wednesday 24 February 2016

I managed to get a DILD, and a vivid one at that. Aside from that, there were a number of dreams I could recall today, more than in recent times. Probably a side effect of my new WILD anchors. Anyway, I know I remembered scraps of a dream after the first awakening, but forgot that by now. Before the first dream below, I could somewhat remember being in a desolate urban shopping district, where I played 16-bit era video games. There was some interaction with a bizarre, monstrous woman, one with arthropodal features, whom I nonetheless treated as a friend. After a few other dreams, there was also something about Futurama, where Fry turned into some giant, hideous slime creature, and beckoned for Leela to let him eat her, the latter of whom became conflicted on the matter for some reason. Finally, there were also fragments related to being in an urban environment or cityscape, all of which influenced similar dreams listed below.

Spoiler for Spoilered to save space:

Dream 1 - Awkward Awakening Utterances

I was awakened by someone shaking me. In response, I implore them to stop, letting slip some things in mind.

"I want... death...", I mutter "...no... dreams... more dreams..."

When coming to, I realized I was in the downstairs bedroom, sleeping on Maxwell's bed for some reason, light from out the door allowing me to see just enough. Anyway, turns out my brother, Maxwell, was the one who awakened me. He was astounded, but mostly annoyed, demanding that I get out. As he yanked me off, I blurted a bit about my previous dream experience, the aforementioned city and monster woman one hinted above. Maxwell wasn't concerned, responding only to my previous utterances, noting on me being weird.

I stumbled out of the room, passed the living room and headed to the kitchen, the only place that had lights on. I rummaged through the cupboards for a snack. There were lots of things within these, the top cupboard specifically containing a plastic bag of reddened, oxidized cacao powder, while I accidentally spilled an opened plastic bag of brown sugar while sifting through the spice cabinet.

Brian then shows up, to whom I point the humor in having all that food, while some apparent guests we were meant to share it with never showed up.

I woke up soon afterwards, or at least, that's what I assumed, as I'm sure this was a false awakening. Don't recall what else occurred, but it wasn't much.

Dream 2 - Not This Time, Vermin!

Not sure where I was or what I was doing. All I knew was that something was crawling on my cheek, specifically, a medium sized cockroach, the foul thing heading directly for my mouth. I struggled to blow it away from me, straining my inhalations to keep it from getting sucked in. I soon realized my breathing felt different, being far more difficult even given the circumstances. This got me to recall similar nightmares, and so I realized my state.

Well, the tickling sensation continued, but remained in place, where I determined this was just my hair. Just an illusion after all. Figured I was still in bed. I dropped to sleep without thinking this further.

Dream 3 - Tell That To Someone Who Cares

The visuals were slightly blurred. I was at home in the living room, excessive lights on at the time indicating it was night time. A large gathering of people there, mostly extended family members.

Soon, I distinguished my uncle, Slaven, dressed in a grey suit. He was especially clingy, finding pretense to hug me or pat my back. How annoying.

I slunk away at the first opportunity, heading to the downstairs bedroom. Maxwell was inside, using his computer. Another figure entered soon enough, my Aunt Stacy, who was dressed in a black colored blouse and tights. In her hand was a children's book, from which started reading parts to us for some reason. This contained flagrant amounts of religious moral lessons. Couldn't stomach more than half of it, where I had to interrupt her. I argued how ridiculous it was for her to read such a thing to me, saying she'd be better off inciting this to children like my niece and nephew. She was taken aback, and walks off without a word. I felt a bit guilty, but I knew it was for the best.

A bit afterwards, I walked to the bathroom, where I find another uncle, Sefu, meandering there. His presence frightened me for some reason. Indeed, I was sure I saw him with a horrific, distorted face for a moment, only to laugh this off as my mind playing tricks. "As a dream", I thought to myself. He seemed normal from there. He then looked away, where I anticipated he'd probably turn around with that demon face again, though he looked intact upon looking back.

Not sure what else happened until the dream ended soon afterwards.

Dream 4 - Not Dressed For Winter

The visuals were bright but slightly blurred. I was walking outside an urban environment under a greyish-white sky, going to a lot between various tall, brown bricked buildings. Various family members accompanied me, of whom I discerned my sister, Isaura, and her children, Rheia and Sans.

As we went along, I noticed the ground was pure white. I soon realized the area was dusted with soft snow, which grew thicker as we moved along. Sans and Rheia were filled with wonder at the sight, just as well, as they've never seen snow first-hand in their life. Too bad none of us were prepared for this, all improperly dressed for the occasion, though I only remember of my own attire of a red T-Shirt, jeans, and tennis shoes.

The kids began tossing and shovelling up sprays of snow, though I told them it's best if we changed first. Indeed, the freezing weather became very apparent at that moment, and so I bade the two to hurry along.

I don't know what else happened until dream ended.

Dream 5 - Simple Seated Stroll
The visuals were dim but otherwise clear. I woke up under a canopy, which, on crawling out, was revealed as a large and wide set of diamond-plated stairs, going up at least a story high. From there, I noticed I was on the roof of a multi-storied building, itself dwarfed by the surrounding drab colored apartment buildings typical of urban environments. Yellow-orange lights in the streets below contrasted with a starless, clear night sky. Two booths on opposite ends of the roof to my sides were the only obvious exits.

Found two or three other figures in the area. One was a late middle aged, light skinned, blue-uniformed cop, while another I perceived to be a construction worker. The cop told me I wasn't authorized to be there, and questioned what I was doing there in the first place.

"Just looking for a place to sleep for the night", I said.

This brought self inquiry, where I questioned how I turned up in such a place. I just then remembered last sleeping in my room, and so determined I was dreaming.

My first thoughts were on some task I could get done, but with nothing in mind, I ignored that.

I then looked down below, observing the rows of lit street lights. Directly across the street ahead, I noticed a more suburban area, rows of small, yard-less houses, lines of vehicles parked on the street, and narrow, arboreous verges on both sides. Of the vehicles, I could note a few small squared coupes, a minivan, and several sedans, many of these painted white. Furthermore, the trees were rather squat, and were almost entirely bare of leaves.

Well, I decided to go for a simple stroll. I instinctively sat down Indian style, feeling long rough cotton pants in my legs. This, in turn, granted me unfettered flight, which I used to gently float down below. I hovered along the street, simply admiring the environment, focusing on a vehicle here, a lamp post there, or what have you.

After about two minutes, I got distracted by something I thought of. Don't recall the details, but whatever it was, it made me nervous of losing the dream state. Indeed, I could now see the environment was warping before my eyes. I woke up in bed soon afterwards; certified by several breath tests.

Dream 6 - Fly Away From a Fight

The visuals were bright, and only slightly blurred. I was walking around the sidewalk of a suburban area, not unlike what's around my neighborhood. Nearby were the beige colored concrete walls to a housing complex, while a mix of tropical and deciduous trees were visible in the grassy verges and yards beside me.

I entered one of these complexes, one with a copper text and gleaming black background logo stamped on the wall. There, I found a large group of young adults ahead. Thought they'd be up to no good. I somewhat remember some kind of brief interaction. Whatever it was, I tried ignoring them.

Just then, a few males there blocked my way. In reaction, I simply floated up and over them, and continued along as if nothing had happened. I could sense a few were following, but they kept their distance, and so I paid them no further attention.

I'm not sure what else occurred until the dream ended.

In my dream I didn't see anything, rather it was all feeling and hearing. I was laying down somewhere, probably in a bed. My arms were around a man, I could feel his hands around my waist and back. We were enjoyably pressed together. He said something and I nibbled either his jaw or part of his shoulder or even his neck. He held me tighter and said something along the lines of,"You're getting smarter doing things like this to me." I'm not really sure about the dialogue though, honestly I wasn't focused on it at all.

I did a WBTB and had the longest LD I've had in a couple of months.

Lucid Dream:

I was in what was supposed to be my bedroom. I had been trying to do a WBTB but had been interrupted. Someone had woken me up and made me come out of my room. I was feeling a little grouchy. I really wanted to be able to go back to sleep so I could have a lucid dream. It had been a while since I had been so busy, and I thought that this morning would be the perfect time. I walked back into my room. My twin bed was in the middle of a very small room. There were two doors to the right of the bed. One of the doors (the one that I had walked through) was a sliding door that was grey in color. The rest of the room was light blue in color. There was another door near the foot of the bed, also on the right side that was a normal door that was painted white.

I walked around my bed toward the window on the other side of the room. I could see through the sheer curtains that it was already light outside. Quite light. It would be way to late to try to go back to bed now. I felt frustrated.

I looked down at my right hand. I saw that my ring finger was very short and stubby. It was also fat--more like a thumb than a finger. I wiggled my fingers and saw that it bent more to the side than straight over like the other fingers. What a weird ugly hand I had. Why couldn't I be normal like everybody else?

Another girl suddenly came into my room. I don't remember who it was, but my dream self seemed to be comfortable with her in my room. I showed her my hand, wanting sympathy. Her response was to hold up her own hand. She had a pinky finger that was almost exactly like my ring finger. It was also super short and fat.

HEY!

I know what this means. Duh. Why did that take me so long to recognize that I was dreaming??

But that doesn't matter. I'm lucid now. I need to do some Tasks of the Month. Aaaa....what were they again??? Oh yeah. Look at the sky and hand Obama a baby. And something else, but I can't remember. Well, I'll just start with those two and maybe the others will come to me. Where could I find Obama? No--look at the sky first--that's the easy one. Get that one checked off and then work on the harder one.

So I ran over to the window again. I pulled back the sheer curtains and saw that the sky was a beautiful dark blue with layers of white clouds on the horizon. It was completely normal. But that was okay, it didn't have to be weird or anything to be counted. Okay, not bad. I had one task down. Now on to another.

[There is a transition here and a missing piece that I no longer remember.]

I was in a car with a little girl and her mom. Something had gone on with me and the girl. I think we must have been talking about lucid dreaming. Her mom didn't seem to happy with it. I had been telling the girl to look at the sky so she could do the Task too. The mom didn't want her girl to try to do any "Task". I then made eye contact with the girl and motioned for her to do the "finger through palm" Reality Check for her mom, so her mom would understand that we were lucid dreaming and this was all okay.

I watched as the girl told her mom to look at her hand. She placed her finger on her palm and slowly pushed it though. The mom's eyes got big as the finger slowly came out the back side. I smiled and shugged my shoulders a little when the mom looked back at me.

[Another transition and missing time here.]

I was now flying over a beach. I looked out over the water and could see some very large waves coming in. I saw a crowd standing on the shore. I flew to them and warned them about the waves. I told them that since this was a lucid dream that they all had the power to fly away. I showed them how I was flying and how it was possible. I then grabbed the hands of two young girls and started flying. I didn't wait and see if anyone else flew away too.

The girls were a bit heavy. I told them that they could help us fly better. I told them to kick their legs like they were swimming. And so they did, and at that point we flew so much faster and higher.

We flew for a while and I noticed that I was now in a building. I wanted to do something else. I saw a woman below me that I knew was the girls' mother. I landed and let go of the girls and immediately started flying again. I tried to think of something to so. I saw a guy below me. I wondered if I should kiss him. But as soon as I got close he said very firmly, "No--You won't be kissing me!" Wow, that had never happened before. Usually Dream Characters like me to kiss them--or are at least indifferent. Alright then, fine--I don't want to kiss anybody that doesn't want to be kissed. I would find something else to do.

I flew into another room. There was a younger teenage boy in the room listening to an I-pod. He was too young to kiss. But I realized that his I-pod could give me the opportunity to do another task I had wanted to do. I wanted to listen to a new song from my favorite band Angels and Airwaves--something that they hadn't written yet--something that my mind made up that would sound like them.

I asked the boy to share his I-pod with me for a few minutes. He was okay with that. The boy's mom was then there by him and asked if I was going to play love songs. I could tell that she would not be happy unless I was playing love songs. I told her that Angels and Airwaves had quite a few songs that could be considered love songs. I then started to sing the song Breathe by them: "Don't you know, that I love you..." See, that was a love song. And then suddenly Daniel was behind me and started to sing the words to "True Love" by them. Yes, thank you Daniel for supporting me.

We had them convinced. I looked at ithe I-pod and decided that the best thing to do this was to just expect the song to be there and to push play. But like most devices in dreams it was super confusing.

I couldn't tell how to make it work. I finally got it to play music, but it didn't sound like Angels and Airwaves at all. How disappointing. This would be the third time I had tried this goal and failed. I tired several more times and had no luck. Why was this goal so difficult for me?

I noticed that we weren't alone in the room anymore. A group of saxophone players had come in to the room. Their jazz band was starting to play music of their own. I tried to ask if they would stop while I tried one more time. But they continued to play.

Well, I at least got music. Just not the music I had wanted.


[There is another transition here.]

I was back a the beach. I knew I needed to get on with the Task of finding Obama so I could hand him a baby. As I flew over the people on the shore I scanned it for our president. But a young beautiful black woman held up her arms and waved me down. I knew she wanted to go flying with me. I flew down and grabbed her arm and together we flew back up into the air. I decided to ask for her help. Sometimes dream characters can be very helpful.

I told her I was trying to find President Obama. Did she know where I could find him. She said yes, she could help me. She pointed down to the shore. Below us I saw an older black man who was dressed in a dark suit. He stood out from all the others on the beach who were wearing swim suits. He was not Obama but looked to be a security guard of some sort.

We landed next to him and the girl started talking to him. She obviously knew this man. She told him that I needed to meet Obama so I could complete my Task. He looked at me with a little bit of a skeptical look. But the girl told him that this was my dream. That's why we had been flying. This would be okay. Could he please help me.

The security guard softened a bit at that point. He told me he wasn't supposed to do this, but he handed me his phone and said I could call the president. I looked at the phone. I had no idea how to use it. I handed it back and asked for help. The man pushed a few buttons and soon the phone was ringing. He handed it back to me.

"Hello?" President Obama answered. Gulp. What do I say? But I just spit it all out-- I was trying to complete my Task of the Month and I really needed to meet him so I could hand him a baby. He paused and then told me he was in the middle of eating a pizza. I told him I really needed him to do this. Again, he said he was busy--that he had other things to do that were way more important.

At this point I decided to lie. I told him that this Task was extremely important to do as well. That if he didn't do this something horrible would happen to the world. This was actually a life and death situation.

He then sounded like he would consider meeting me.

But at that point I woke up.

I had two immediate thoughts; I was so disappointed that I hadn't finished that Task. I also had a huge wave of panic as I realized that I had come to the end of an extemely long lucid dram and I wasn't sure I could remember all of it. I grabbed a piece of paper and started writing down key words:

Room, Hand, Girl

Sky

Car, Girl, Mom, Finger thru Palm

Etc

I finished my list. Phew. I was happy that I had remembered most of what happened apart from a few transitions.

And then I woke up. For real.

There was no list. Aaa, I would have to do it again. But I realized that it came pretty easy this time because I had written it all out in my dream. That wasn't the first time I had done this.

DEAR LORD I HAVE NOT DONE ONE OF THESE IN A WHILE. It took a while to get a good dream to remember, so here it is.

I was in the kitchen and everyone except my mom was in the basement. I go down stairs and my oldest sister is calling me in. I go in the room, and I see the old computer in their room, on the opposite side of where the new computer is. I notice a dark haired figure in the room, and I figure to do a reality check. Sure, it pretty much didn't work anymore to look at my hands, but I figure I was still dreaming. I go outside to go and fly, but instead of flying, I end up teleporting.

I teleported to princess peach's castle from Super Mario 64 for some reason, and decide to head on in. The castle is alot smaller, with just one room, and the walls are red brick. Then a dark figure appears at the doorway, and said "Don't run." He made his arm and hand stretch to grab me. It was pitch black, with nothing but a glowing face. I got teleported to the old house.

In the house, Nothing much happened. My dad came home from grocery shopling, but everything is... normal... in fact, so normal, it wasn't. By the time I realised I was still dreaming, my alarm rung. I had to go to school.

Though this might not have seemed like much, it was a huge experience for me. Short to read, but long to read. I'm sorry if it was kind of boring, but I promise more dream journal entries in the future.

Ok due to the reoccuring dream character (male) last night whenever I saw him I asked him if he was my dream guide. The man became frantic, almost scared. He grabbed ahold of my arms, very very firmly, and said,"Do not listen to them, I am no figment of your imagination. I am real amd waiting for you. Please do not give up on me. I will come when the time is right." Then I wake up and my boss is calling me in early.

All I can remember is somone insisting on having soy/skim milk.

P.S. milk symbolizes maternal instincs, motherly love, human kindness, compassion, and wholesomeness.

Created Saturday 20 February 2016

I succefully attained a WILD, and got what I believe was one of the TOTMs. There was a dream before the first awakening, which I partially recalled immediately after it occurred, though I remember nothing of it now.

Spoiler for Spoilered to save page space:

Dream 1 - Alien Codec Call

Scene 1 - No Sight, No Problem!
I was in bed, feeling as if I badly needed to use the bathroom. I thought to get up, but found it difficult to move, making me very suspicious. Soon, I felt a familiar dizzying sensation, making me certain I was near a dream state.

Now, I knew I could just roll off the bed, thinking I'd do this by wall-phasing for the TOTM. But, I was sure the nearest wall I could easily maneuver to was a bit far, not to mention that I was blindfolded at the moment, so I tilted myself off the nearest ledge instead, doing so with ease.

By that point, I was slowly descending into a vast pit of nothingness. Wondered why I ended up here, until remembering I didn't really have an initial destination in mind. Oh well, at least it was a soothing fall, and the warmth in the area felt relaxing.

Got bored, so I imagined I'd hit ground soon, which occurred faster than intended. Still too dark to see, so I felt around, my expectations set on feeling some grass and fallen leaves suitable for a forested environment. Instead, I discerned a dusty, chalky stone floor. Further rummaging revealed nothing else.

Then, I overheard the voices of children passing by.

"Hey look," shouted one, "there's a man on the floor there!"

I sensed them gathering around, muttering to each other in curiosity.

"Stay away from there!", I heard a woman yelling nervously. "Keep moving..." They left soon enough. Oh well, nothing interesting.

Anyway, I thought again of the TOMTs, cycling through the possible options. Given my vision problems, I knew the phone call one would be the best bet, and began thinking how I'd go on about that, probably feeling around for a phone or something.

And then, surprisingly enough, I heard something ringing. "That's weird", I thought, "where's that even coming from?" Something about this tone sounded familiar. Upon hearing it further, I identified it as the sound cue for Codec calls in Metal Gear Solid. "Nice, how convenient." By instinct, I tapped my right ear, immediately hearing a voice muffled by static.

"Hello?", I asked.

"Wwzzyyxaeu..." Thought it was more static.

I continue. "Is this another planet?"

"...wwwzzzuuy ayeaz awwz zaaxuuuiiieee...?" This droning went on for a while. As I heard more, I could indeed identify someone trying to communicate, someone with a high pitched tone. But, I learned this voice wasn't hindered at all. It's just how it spoke. Like a robot, one that spoke only in "z's" and vowels. In fact, aside from inciting its gibberish much faster, this thing sounded just as WALL-E. It's buzzing tones hinted curiosity. In time, the noise became louder, as if shouting angrily. After a single whooshing beep, the call gets dropped. Either way, this was very amusing.

Got a little concerned on whether I got the TOTM done right or not, so I decided to call again. This time, I tried visualizing an interface to go along with it, one styled as a black and green display as found in the aforementioned game. What I got was far cruder in comparison, seeming like it was made by an amateur flash artist, but I went with it anyway.

A few rings later, the call went through. From the display, I could indeed see I was speaking with something not of this world. This appeared as a generic Grey, one which, for some reason, wore the Cat in the Hat's... hat. Heh, talk about cliche. Anyway, my own profile in the display was left completely blank.

I then tried talking to it once more. "Hello again."

"Wwwuuueee iizzzxxaazz zzzeeee!", it droned. It was obviously not happy. The thing dropped the call yet again. Oh well, good enough for me.

From there, I resumed in visualizing the environment, this time, through appropriately themed music. Not too sure what I thought of, but I do know it was a cheery video game song. In any case, the environment began warping before my very eyes.

Scene 2 - Chalk Dungeon
The visuals were highly blurred. I was laying in the floor of a long, narrow corridor carved of chalk-white stone. I still maintained lucidiy.

Got up and wandered for around for a while, passing through various small furniture placed within indents. Of particular interest was finding an occasional dais carved in the walls, from which stood a full suit of plate armor. As I crossed these, I had to make a double take, for, from the corner of my eye, it seemed as if they'd somehow moved.

Noticed the music was the same as last time, which clashed with what I saw. I cycled through various other songs, not certain which ones, until I settled with the more appropriate theme for Serigon Caves from Link: Faces of Evil. That's better.

After a bit more travelling, I end up in a small room of the same chalky material, a suit of armor tucked to the left rear corner. I step in to look around, when suddenly, the music changes to some RPG battle theme. Glancing back, I could indeed see the nearby armor was alive after all, slowly pacing after me. I reactively pose myself in a boxing stance.

Unfortunately, the dream collapses immediately afterwards.

Scene 3 - Ah, Crap!
I woke up in bed, where, embarrassingly enough, I found that I soiled my drawers. Wasn't much, but still...

I walk stiffly to the nearest bathroom. To my dismay, I find my dad, and my brother, Xavier, were there working to fix something in the bathtub, with dad laying on the tub while Xavier hands him various tools. The two start arguing in Spanish, speaking on the differences in grammar found in the French and Spanish language, and difficulties found in translating between these. I recall Xavier claiming that Spanish was "too methodical", which seemed to insult dad a bit.

Anyway, I stood around impatient for them to finish, not even thinking to use the other bathroom not too far away.

I then awaken, both relieved (on not actually crapping my pants) and somewhat disappointed (in not realizing what I'd experienced sooner) to find that was just a false awakening.

Spoiler for MEDIA REFERENCES:

Codec:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P82zy333H2c


Link: Faces of Evil - Serigon Caves

I haven't dreamt for a few days but last night I finally had a dream. In my dream I was near railroad tracks and I was almost hit by a train whenever this swirling mass knocked me to the ground. Whatever knocked me to safety transformed into the guy that appears in most of my dreams, and before I know whats going on we are holding hands and running theough the misty woods. Before long we stop and an intense makeout session starts. Then I wake up.

P.S. a train symbolizes energy being controlled, in relation to my dream this means positive changes are near.

These are dreams of the past few days.

[SPOILER=spoiler to not crowd my dj page]Avatar shark croc against the stream downwards give up. i knew i was dreaming but not clearly, i could only spend extra effort and maybe only at the last moment.

in bus with selcuk dayi we crash. bear in car. ilknur tries to talk to me. huge beasts on road dayi says they should watch out. (rather than driving to the other side of the road to avoid them)

at school breakdance try to impress ym teacher with silly moves. Blac guys. i do turtle but have backpack so keep doing forward flip. take bag off do turtle then my elbow not touch belly so handstand. then dinner ready we hop skip over things because table is set and filled with foodplates.

here i have the lucid dream in which i did the totm.

standing guard. "you cant handle the truth" hearthstone. *wtf does this mean :P* it sounded exactly like this [URL="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9FnO3igOkOk&feature=youtu.be&t=44"]Youtube you cant handle the truth[/URL] i dont know why i heard this and what it has to do with hearthstone or standing guard

tall dutch girl 2.50 big chamber with statues. stairs. nose plug lucid. 1 min. float around cant land. help girl while worrying parents. airport. she needed help crossing street. duran abi gets close while driving by on motor. another car she almost didnt see.

"i am not your leader" necropost fa

basketball cant drible. breakdance impress people

swimming pool. jumping on top of the water without sinking. making front flip but theres no room coz too many kids. lot sof kids sleeping by the pool. another but on a beach. serkan on a boat. same dream? i ask if 3 meters is deep enough to dive. he says in the wedstrijdbad (with the duikplank) it is enough so its enough here.

at guney or enes. then i go away on bike. lars house is far. hes there smoking weed. i see daniek from tbl

i did the (nose plug) rc but nothing happened i did it multiple times and mentioned it. failed rc lars said do it again and i did and got lucid. mom in room, room is dark, i get a slight notion of maybe this is scary and she closes in on me with a slightly croaky voice and i get scared. i say "but i love you" maybe twice and the dream ends.

hearthstone. playing wolf team with david out and serdar, david has stronger armor but not to cheat us he just happened to have it. guney bora huseying amca. and guney abi and a girl in love.

rekt as priest in tavern brawl (where you create your deck by discovering and you get chickens and spare parts). someone house is turning inside. rotating and changing. david en mischa? turkey. middle part unchanging. im sleepy thinking is hard. im home late in köy.

on yt, saw daniela andrade (who was actually victoria justice from victorious) it said "voice demoted" kid says "i wasnt after the fuck" kripp says he should believe in himself and gets 4 random minions in a generals game and theyre tanks. kills 2 enemy tanks and goes on to destroy a building.[/SPOILER]

2 paper dj entries.

[SPOILER=number 8]fighting dad and protecting bro after fighting bro after he did something to me and i kicked his knee.

girl singing to me. she had light brown sweater. i was djing. it was hey there delilahs tune but different words. i think she was singing about what i was writing (asking what i was writing). it was beautiful. (now i just listened to it and the song sounds like crap, but when i woke up i had the impression that that was the music) occasionally we looekd into each others eyes and i looked into her eyes almost all the time. near the end i saw my dad there and i felt awkward by being touched by the music and expressing such enjoyment.

naruto fighting someone (i called hi naruto but hes a random here) fights then forgives him then cages him then takes his powers away (like avatar). both had spiderman powers. i found it cool and rewinded it/watched it/experienced it again. now im looking at it from a few meters away. kind old lady with sweet voice "why dont you take that lady out" and that was my mom. so i go with her and shes annoying and angry and isnt waiting for me to catch up. were both on the bicycle.[/SPOILER]


[SPOILER=number 7]this is all 1 dream with multiple paragraphs.
standing around near the house or walking outside, try to amuse kids by pulling something out of my pocket (by summoning) but hands are empty). friend told me about the prostitute graves, he went there and looked around (he wasnt interested in 96 past the hour) even when lucid i spent some tiem trying to cheer up my gf. she was disappointed or sad or angry at me about something. (not a waking life gf, only in this particular dream) her gf was there too. this was inside. my friend had dark hair. gf brown or dark.

when walking outside i thought i should summarize the dream so its easy to remember because lots of things happened. if i had remembered what happened inside and thought about it i would have remembered it after i woke up.

dojo. i suck and get owned they mistake me for one of them. (im not a martial artist).

i go outside and rub my hands a lot it really works feeling the dream and watching my hands

went outside with a friend and said "look my phone says its 96 past the hour but thats imposible, theres only 60 minutes in an hour" but he didnt care.

this is enough. typing is tiring and i just hope i wont lose the paper. this lucid was ~15 minutes.[/SPOILER]

I took dream leaf again, the alternative method really seems to work for me. Take a red pill the previous night and then the next night (which was last night) take the blue pill right before bed and then dream. I had a series of dreams, some of them repeated but there was something a little different each time so here we go.

1st dream: I hanged out with a childhood friend named Jet and another friend (who I knew in the dream world but not in the real world) we were kid of offroading with a jeep somewhere out in the boonies and it lasting long enough for day to turn to night, around night time I pulled out my phone and explained I wanted to record what we were doing and we came across this large mountain, it was sitll in the distance but it turns out to be a Volcano and it erupted and large amounts of black smoke and very hot stones poured out of it and they kept we kept driving toward it and a very hot rock landed on my stomach and it burned and I said to turn around and we did. We had to do something and take a drug test later the next day but we decided to get really really high anyway (weed people calm down) and so we went for the drug test still very high and there were a lot of people who had to do it but this test was different then normal drug tests we had to sit at a desk and spit into a test tube but not only that we had to put a manikin arm in the tube and it would change colors depending on if we were high or not and also it would inscribe in the arm our names and birthdays. For some reason it enscribed the wrong birthday (my real birthday is Jan 16th 1996, but it said Jan 16th 1949) and trust me, in my dream I was still my young self. The guy next to me was for some reason FaZe Apex and we talked a little bit and my arm started to change colors very fast and it was like neon weird colors and Apex said "this guy is still really high wtf" and it got to a point where everyone was trying to take the test tube away because I was sitting there staring at the changing colors for a long time, I said hold on and I put it down and my dream ended.

I had two lucid dreams but neither of them lasted very long, for some reason I would realize I am dreaming but before I could change anything I would wake up in a different dream and the thing that makes it even more weird is I was thinking about lucid dreaming WHILE I WAS DREAMING and I didn't recognize that I was dreaming in most of my dreams.

1st dream repeat: This one was about going offroading again in the open jeep but instead of my childhood friend it was one of my current best friends (lets call him Alex) and the other dude was the same, I didn't know his name but somehow we were friends. We had to run down this large hill to get to the jeep and it turned into a race so what I did was I jumped off part of the cliff instead and I had that suit that can make a person glide down, it had like flying squirl arms and legs and I flew over Alex and I was like "I am winning!" Both of my friends said I was nuts but I pulled the parachute last minute and landed perfectly next to the Jeep. I got in the passenger and Alex got in the back we drove around a lot and as day turned into night I started recording on my phone again, this time there was no Volcano but we got into a clearing in a wooded area and we stopped, at this point I realized I was dreaming and I just said "You know, you guys are my best friends." I didn't get a response because when I turned around they were gone and I was alone by myself and Darkness started to envelope my world and my dream ended. I think the part of me that is so very alone started to kick in once I realized I was dreaming and it took away my friends and said "you don't deserve to be happy, you don't deserve to be with friends."

2nd dream, it was very short, I woke up and I was a kid sitting in a bus with other kids and we were going on a field trip, I talked about my dreams but every other kid was mean and was a bully to me. I didn't let it bother me and I just woke up in a different dream. which was another repeat of dream 1.

I'm trying out a new format for my dream journal. I noticed I was having more lucids when I consistently kept better track of awareness and real life details.

I like a picture on fb by J.D. about having bought a house in Alaska. I think that’s so cool. I end up somehow visiting R.D. there and finding her in the bathroom. I tell her about how great it is and ask if she likes it. She says she liked New York better and Alaska has increased her BP. I tell her, “Isn’t that funny that cities lower your BP and the country increases it?” She agrees. They’re living with J.D's family. I hear an older man’s voice explaining the nature of true, genuine, love very eloquently and poetically. It’s in relation to my soul’s visit to R.D. I can only remember the general message: 'Hopefully by now they’ve realized that love is something that can be dismantled to overcome perceived obstacles and illusory barriers. True love can only present itself as the genuine and undying wish to help a person grow, which can only be done if one can look beyond the illusions and masks and stare deeply into their eyes and their soul.' I became aware that it was a dream voice. Though I was partially awake, the voice kept going. I was in awe that my mind could articulate this message so beautifully and naturally without any hesitation. It flowed so perfectly. D stirred and I immediately got up to write it down, trying to retain all the words I could. I had my hair wrapped in a towel and it was buzzing. I’m surprised my towel stayed on all night. I kept hearing music and kept trying to turn it off. I grabbed my writing dream journal and flipped to the last pages that were creased and were from my last vacation. A.W. had written under a few dreams, “Chloe, GLA somewhere else! We don't want you here!” Referring to a dream character. What’s GLA? She wrote more but I didn’t read it because I had read it before and knew what it said. I wanted to get to writing my dreams before I forgot the message. I checked my phone and had 16 new messages. Then I woke up for real.

Going on vacation. Lani from Wilcox is there and I see she has NZ dollars. She’s staying on a different island than we did and said we need to stay away from each other if we’re both going to visit or else we might keep running into each other. I laughed. On the plane a little girl demands a hot dog. I take her to see her dad, the co-pilot. It requires me to move from first class perpendicular to coach. I have to crawl and she has to watch her head. I had forgotten how cramped coach is, it makes me claustrophobic. She visits her dad who is sitting in the front row and he refuses to buy her a hot dog. When we land the mother and sisters are furious. They want to punish him. They ride on jet ski’s to get people to form a line. At a harbor you can see huge sharks in a huge tank. They’re used to power the cruise ship. Some workers get in the water and I wonder if they’re afraid of the sharks. I get on the cruise ship and it starts going, crashing on really high waves. I think it’s fun. On the lifeboats some workers are hanging out. Some are gay and cuddling. I get selected to be a dancer for the ship’s show. I’m not sure what my role is so I wing it. I’m suspended out to the side of the boat and try not to touch the water so I don’t get attacked by sharks. A professional dancer is there, too, so I try to follow her moves. I can follow a little bit, but still get lost. On downtime she tries to teach me. I see fast forward from third person, my extensive multi-year training. My training sometimes stalls the cruise ship departures.

I check on my cilantro and it’s ready to be cut, but the stems are buried by dirt and I can’t get to them.

Supplements: 1000 Vit.C, 3 collagen, 3 L. Tryptophan, 1 iodine, 100 niacin, 1 DIM
Mantras: NA
ADA rating: 1
Nightly Awakenings: X1 - barely remember it
WBTB: NA
HH: Buzzing before awakening. Loud cling sound while falling asleep
Dream Type: RD - partially aware
Total hours of sleep: 7:45

today i started the nose plug rc whenever i wake up and while journaling. since i get so many false awakenings, this is a great way to get lucid.

i did the nose plug and i think i couldnt breathe. text on my phone looked weird and i got up and tried levitating and it worked, so i knew i was dreaming. i opened the rolluik and flew outside, it was dark. my roomw as even darker. i saw the night sky and was scared i might go really high so i landed. there were 2 black kids and the boy wasnt there when i landed. the girl had a yellow skirt and i didnt interact with her. while flying down from the window i said i am dreaming, i live in this city, my name is atilla, i am 21 years old. and then i remember thinking i wanted to find a hot girl and soon after that it ended. my voice was weird, like a double voice. like a monster or robot. this lucid dream was under 1 minute i think.

I want to catch up again with recording my dreams here. This is from two night ago:



Obviously dreaming and lucidity are on my mind. But sometimes things get pretty mixed up in dreams. Almost 10 years of lucid dreaming and I still have nights like this.

In the first dream I was with a group of people in a place that looked similar to the backyard in the house I grew up in. I was looking at a dirt slope and saw a cicada nymph that was about to hatch out into its adult form. My eyes had a macro view as I saw the exoskeleton start to split and the adult head start to emerge. I thought this was the coolest thing ever, so I went to get my phone/camera so I could film the process.

I knew I had left my phone on a table, but when I got there it wasn't there. I frantically started looking around. How could I have misplaced it? I'm usually so careful with my phone. I started shouting out to everyone there to help me find my phone. I looked back over and saw that the cicada was about halfway out. I was missing this! I kept running around in search of my phone when I suddenly "woke up".

I was back in my bed and I looked over and my phone was on my night stand. Duh, that was just a dream. Of course. Typical dream--can't find my camera to take a picture of something cool. I then jumped up out of bed and grabbed my camera and headed out to the backyard where everyone still was. Now I could take a picture of the cicada.

Haha. Completely missed lucidity on that one!


Dream 2:

I was talking to someone about a book. We had also been talking about lucid dreaming. I told the person (a lady, I think) I was with that it was pretty easy to enter a dream. I started walking her through the steps. First you get into a relaxed state, then you start picturing what it is you want to dream about.

I started thinking about that book. I remembered a scene where there was a girl who was running down the street. I started thinking about it. Soon I saw the girl and the neighborhood appear in front of my eyes.

I told the lady who I was with that I was going to enter a scene from the book. I told her that I was already seeing the image appear before me. I told her the next step was to solidify everything, so I could make myself enter the dream.

I then saw everything more clearly. My vision was following this girl down the street. I now knew that I had to solidify my own body. I imagined my legs running and swinging my arms. I soon could see my arms as I ran. I looked down and saw my feet. This was progressing nicely.

I then reached out and rubbed my hands together. Yes. I was fully in the dream. Yes, I was lucid. Awesome!

I continued following the girl. Something told me this was important. She went in to a house. I followed.

And that's all I remember. I must have lost lucidity.

I feel bad I lost the chance to have a nice long lucid dream where I accomplish many goals. But I should always be happy anytime I get lucid , even if the dream's short and I get there is strange ways. It shows dreaming and lucidity were on my mind.

I woke up in my bed and looked at the clock. It was 2A0B hour. I looked at my bed, and then at the clock again. It was A12G this time. I took another look at the clock, and it was 12:12. Then I turned over so from my bed I could see clock in another room. It showed 02:26, and I quickly checked a few times. This was a momet when I realised that I just woke up from a false awakening dream.

3 February 2016

It began at the McDonald’s by I-435. I was with woman who resembled Robin from “How I met your Mother.” I don’t remember the events preceding this; I just remember realizing that I was dreaming at some point during this dream. It was cloudy, foggy almost. Now usually when I realize that I was dreaming I almost immediately end up waking myself up and that almost happened but I did not want that. So I decided to say a prayer (I’m a Christian) asking God to help me in preserving this experience and then everything began to snap into focus. I could not get over how real this felt. How real everything felt. I took into account all of the mistakes I had made when attempting to remain lucid before and I made sure not to make those mistakes again. Robin and I then made our way to the 435 Highway and I decided to jump. The jump was higher than expected, like way higher, and when I came back down I hit the ground with a thud. The shock almost woke me up and I could feel myself slipping back out of the dream. At this point it began to feel like sort of a daydream as I was beginning to wake up and I could feel myself lying on my couch IRL. I knew that opening my eyes would finalize the end of this experience so I squeezed them shut attempting to bring this sort of daydream back into a lucid dream. It a few seconds but I was able to do it. My body fell back asleep and the dream was back in full focus. I was back in The Dream Realm.

I was still on 435 with Robin but something was different. In reality 435 is a beltway but in this dream it was a long highway that stretched for miles, maybe hundreds of miles, in just one direction. Robin and I began to fall for each other as we walked down the highway. There were no cars and I do not remember there being a median. The clouds had cleared and now it was a bright and sunny day. There was something tranquil about the whole thing. Vast rolling hills, cool air on your skin, and just the calm silence. It was really cool. Robin and I were coming up on some kind of structure. It appeared to be a series of upright tubes that protruded out of the ground like towers. I could see them past an overpass.
Now one of the tools I use to tell if I am dreaming or not is my magic watch. Every once in a while I will do a reality check IRL by checking my watch. I will press two ‘buttons’ (they’re not buttons IRL) at the top and the bottom of the face of my watch. If nothing happens (or if I’m just not wearing a watch) then I know I am not dreaming. However if the face of my watch unlatches and opens up then I know that I am dreaming. This has never failed me. Now in The Dream Realm I will use this magic watch as a bottomless storage device. When the face opens up I can reach in and pull out anything that I want. I pulled a rose out of my magic watch and offered it to Robin. Then I pulled out a chocolate, Robin was very moved by the gesture. She and I kissed and we’ll just say that things happened from there.

I ‘awoke’ on top of Dennis from “It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia.” The whole gang from the show was there laughing at us. Now I thought that I had woken up for real so I resigned into a non lucidity. At least for a short while. I don’t really remember what happened, I just remember that I was in a highway rest stop and the Dennis and I were embarrassed but we were able to laugh it off. The diner was run by a woman. I remember it was snowing outside, this only served to further solidify the idea that this was not a dream as I had gone to bed expecting a snow storm the next morning. Then I realized that things were not quite right so I checked my watch and sure enough, I was still in The Dream Realm. I was lucid again.

This was a shock to me as I had never been lucid for this long before. I turned away from the window to see that the place had gone dark. The counter was closed off and all of the blinds were shut. I was freaked out by this so I pulled a six shooter out of my magic watch. I thought about exploring the diner more but decided against it as the place kind of made me uneasy. I went outside. I was in the mountains and it was a wooded area. The snow was thick and the wind was strong. I did not know where to go from here so I asked God where I should go next. Before I knew it the wind blew me towards a pair of motorcycles. The moment I mounted one of them it was as if winter itself disappeared in the blink of an eye. All the snow just sort of evaporated and it was a clear sunny day. Again I could feel myself waking up and I fought it off. Someone had joined me on the motorcycle next to mine and we both rode off on the highway. Then the police chased after us for reasons unknown and we attempted to out run them. Now the guy who had joined me, we’ll call him Jeff, I guess was streaming this online because he kept talking to a camera. We went off road with the police hard on our tails and took dive off of a ledge. It must have been 20 foot drop. We hit the ground with a splat and I remember us both laughing as our mangled selves were lying in pools of blood. My femur was completely broken and sticking out and it hurt like hell but I was having such a good time that I was able to laugh it off. Then Jeff said to the camera, “I hope you enjoyed this segment but we gotta go now. Till next time, keep it real!” Then he said to me, “Whelp time for us to wake up. Till next time.” And he disappeared, I assumed he was another dreamer who had woken himself up (I may have been lucid but my mind wasn’t completely rational).

Then I decided it was time to wake myself up. Not because of the injury but because I just felt that it was time. I had a blast and now my time was done. As Jeff said, “Until next time.” I woke up on the couch and checked my wrist: No watch, this was real. I quickly jotted down this experience and proceeded to caress my femur for the next minute as phantom pains persisted thereafter.