lucid

Prefix:

I have been rather busy the last few days and did not find the time to update this DJ. I will herein also publish the (from my point of view) most interesting dreams I have had in this period of time.

29.7. Dream 4/4
I successfully committed a DEILD, thus entering a room of wich I only perceived one wall: at the bottom, it consisted of large red bricks, seperated by a layer of wooden, rough-hewn beams from the top section, wich was made up of smaller bricks. I tried to feel the textures, succeeding at first with the wooden surface, later the large bricks, and finally the small bricks. At this point I was inside the dream entirely. I confirmed this by doing my usual Trio of RC's, after some time managing to poke my finger through my palm. While I attempted this, the Dream Scene must have changed to a sort of sandstone-town, all in a yellow-brownish tone. Here I attempted to fly by jumping up, managing in my third try to end up floating about 20m up in the air, however unable to control my 'flight'.

5.8. Dream 1/1
I was on some form of terasse, along with several women clad in bikinis. They were all rather thick with the exeption of one, and for some reason I knew them to be like a public harem. I tried to get the thin one's attention, but ended up having sex with another. This went on for a while, but slowly the dream began to fade, wich made me realize I was in a dream. Yet I could not stop the fading from happening.
I then awoke, though not in my bed but rather in the front hall of my grandmothers house, not really waking up but rather beeing suddenly set in a scene that had been going on for quite a while: Dream Journal entries the dream made up were pinned all over the place, in large handwriting with about 20 words on one A4-Page. One of my cousins and others whom I do not recall for sure, though I believe my brother was one of them, were reading through them, and I was painfully aware that one sheet of paper said plainly "I wanted to have sex with grandma." This nervousity may explain why I did not do an RC. From what I recall, the dream ended when the dreaded paper's content was read aloud.

Today
Dream 1
My family and I left something and went into a room where there were some little games like a circular racing track for model cars and a game where something was rotating quickly under a glass bowl wich crashed into an obstacle every turn, unless one pressed a button at the right time. I played this for a few turns, until an employee of the facility we were at came, was mad at the noise the machine made, and turned it off.

Dream 2
The same group as above were on our bycicles, trying to get somewhere. I meant to go another way than they, since I thoght it led to our goal faster, but my dad said something about 'as the crow flies' and thus convinced me. This is why we ended up off any road meant for bikes, deep in the forest and going up a steep hill.

Dream 3
I was in school where first we had a presentation on some theatre-related topic, after wich I was the only one personally given a coloured copy of the handout by my teacher. We were then given two hours to devise an improvisation on some piece in groups. A friend of mine, totally unrelated to this task, told me how he was drinking with some friends and how he had to calm his mother. This happened in the form of a narrated flashback. After that I returned to the room my group had set out to work in, wich however by now was no longer empty. Our class then went see a piece in the end of wich I knew the protagonist to accidentally shoot herself, wich was commented (and halted for this purpose) by a teacher I would totally trust to actually do this sort of thing. It turned out that, rather than shooting herself in the head, in this interpretation the protagonist merely woke up.

PS
All my lucid or nearly lucid dreams lately have been very low in terms of clarity and awareness. I should be glad about tips as to what I might do against this, preferably in waking life since in my dreams I am not even conscious enough to use any sort of stabilization techniques.

Created Sunday 05 August 2018

Got scraps and a brief DILD. There were plenty of other scenes, though they were inexplicable enough that thinking of them made me forget almost instantly.

Scrap Group 1
At a waterpark. I wait at the entrance for my brother, Hassad, intending to speak to him about something. Later, I trek through a dark swamp, where eerie stuff happens. Cut. I'm walking around town, just a block away from home. My friend, Reggie stops his car nearby.

Walking around my neighborhood. I overhear remixed Mega Man music sounding nearby (Wood Man's theme, I think?). Noticed an eccentric looking woman in a nearby house. I fly up for a better look. Got aware. Things destabilize. I rub my hands, and fly to my house. I landed at my driveway, when the dream collapsed.

At a gas station's lot and pump area. Suddenly, the Batmobile showed up. Soon after, Joker and his gang swerve in the place inside large, heavily graffiti'd vehicles. Molotovs are thrown about, setting a pump aflame.Skip ahead. Batman is chasing the Joker in a forest road on foot. My viewpoint switches between each character.

DILD- I woke up in bed and caught a false awakening. I floated up in the air and tried to transform into a dolphin but couldn't and woke up.

DILD-I woke up and looked at my clock and there only one number. I phased through the floor as a reality check and phased through some walls to get outside. A lady asks me if I had seen her son, who was in a Viagra commercial. I told her I hadn't and went on my way down a street and saw a young boy walking around by himself. I figured this was the one the lady was looking for. I decided to keep an eye on the boy as I floated up into the air to try to transform into a dolphin, but couldn't. The young boy said I'm going to be a dolphin. He walked to a pool and jumped into the deep end. I jumped in after him but he was a good swimmer and swam to the shallow end. I woke up.

DILD- I was in a waiting room with a receptionist, trying to get something taken care of. I saw one of my aunts, greeted her with a hug, and tried to explain to her what I was doing. I gradually became lucid. I looked around and thought about all the things my mind was able to create at once. I woke up in my bed to recall and write down this dream, but noticed it was unusually dark outside and I felt unusually tired. I did a nose plug and
could breathe. I got out of bed and I floated up into the air to try to transform into a dolphin. I tried to move my eyes to the side, which worked, but resulted in me not seeing very well. I could feel my body changing into a dolphin body, but when I tried to move around, my body was heavy and could not move very well and woke up.

DILD-I was playing with a dog in an open area, when it changed into a different dog, a medium-sized white dog with lots of sharp teeth. I thought this was pretty neat, so I tried to transform into the dog. I felt my body transforming before I woke up.

Date of Dream: FRI 3 AUG - 2018



Dream No. 387 - Separated Sections


Dream 387 A - My Dad And His Companion
I don’t remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, I was outside my house, standing in the driveway and talking to my dad. He said something about him taking a holiday to Croatia but that he was planning to go with someone. Judging by the person it was, I thought to myself, “Uh oh, how are we supposed to get him?”. There was only a short, feint subscene of me and my dad walking into an unknown house and WB sitting on the living room couch, not looking very happy towards me.

The second scene I can remember is where I was at some unknown parkland with other students and teachers from my high school. I have forgotten specifically what we were doing there. I had this ability where I could float in a sitting position, almost just like Dreamy WB but I was attached to a rotational desk chair and the steering was more controlled. I steered around for a while, trying to look for WB for something… The rest of this scene is a mess in my head.

Back in the driveway of my house, I looked at the slip of paper saying who my dad was supposed to be going with. When I had a better look, the name on the paper said something like “Mr. Vaiboo” which indeed was an African surname but not the person I was originally thinking of. Rather, it was some complete stranger. That’s all I can remember for this dream.

Dream 387 B - Unintelligent Dream Characters (Lucid Dream 23)
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was on a bus and it was repeat of the afternoon bus run back in high school, with the time of day being very late dusk but the sky was still pink. The bus driver was supposed to be heading for Endeavour Hills shopping centre to complete the school run but unfortunately for him, I noticed he made a slight deviation. When I told him though, he said to me, something like, “We’re still heading towards Endeavour Hills, just a different way” but I found it very hard to believe him.

The street he was driving down was a court in real life but in the dream, it was supposedly going to link to a wide dirt track in which we would all be strangely taken to somewhere in the countryside. As we were driving down the road to the supposed dead end, I was calculating what stops the three other girls left were required to get off at. I recited the exact same stops that the girls got off at in real life.

A projection of a map was then shown with the supposed route to Endeavour Hills being marked in red. Now the map was being traced, also in red. It stayed consistent for the first part but then near the end, the red line deviated to go the opposite way! Back to the bus driver’s remark, I didn’t think he was evil in this dream, just stupid. I looked over at TK and thought to myself that she was going to be the one most affected as she was getting off at the furthest stop.

So I called for Dreamy WB but didn’t do it multiple times. Rather, I yelled towards the front window and slightly off to the driver’s side, “Dreamy WB! Can you signal TK off the bus?!”. That’s when an invisible energy rolled the window next to TK down and pulled her backwards out of the bus, sending her flying backwards in a sitting position, but moving towards the rightful destination of Endeavour Hills. I did ask if she could do the other girls but I have forgotten whether she had removed MJ and ADev or not.

The next scene was in the study room of a house but it was an unknown house. At the table were me, TK, MJ and ADev, the whole group, linking from the previous bus scene. The girls were amazed in hindsight and what Dreamy WB had done and ultimately, the overall abilities she had. TK made the first comment but I forgot what it was about. ADev then said that Dreamy WB actually tutored her once and she ended getting nothing but A+’s.

This is now the start of the lucid aspect which took place at my current house. I saw just at the stop of the stairs, in the hallway and WB’s dad, Mr Be., holding a valid African appearance, was standing on the other side of the closed glass door, just near the entrance to the bathroom, toilet and laundry area. Despite the door being closed, he still sounded very clear when he spoke.

He was telling me something about the fingers on his hands. He first told me he had seven of them but the dream seemed to be injecting a strange vibe into him, as well as introducing a very kooky dream character for me to deal with. This new dream character was claiming to be Mrs Be. but this looked absolutely nothing like her and the most disturbing thing about this dream’s claim… The woman wasn’t even African. Rather, she was a young, sprightly, white looking mum with blue eyes and platinum blonde hair!

For some weird reason, with no logical transition, I was now in the main part of the house as well. With Mr Be. and his weird seven and then six finger antics, this caused me to become lucid even though I didn’t shout out that I was in a dream this time. That’s when Mrs Be. now played difficult and was going to tickle me in an attempt to force me to wake up. I consciously remembered what happened in Dream No. 316 B and so scurried and rushed to get back into the hallway on the other side of the glass door.

Ruthlessly, the extremely distorted Mrs Be. came running after me but I managed to slam the door on her just in time. That was done, but she wasn’t going to give up any time soon. She attempted to push the door back open with brute force but I wasn’t going to let that happen. I can feel my muscles in my arms struggling to keep the door shut and when there’s only even a centimetre gap, she puts an arm through with her fingers going at me with rapid pace. I tried crying out for Dreamy WB but my airways were completely obstructed with phlegm, meaning that I had no voice.

The fact that Mrs Be. was constantly almost reaching me and I had no capacity to call out for help meant that I actually almost felt like crying. In-fact my voice was perfectly fine when I started wailing and crying, it would only turn to absolute phlegm when I would attempt to call for Dreamy WB. I did have a moment of powerful development though. I came back to the core realisation that I was lucid and so I could overcome the dream’s imposing effects.

It was an empowering thought as for a short amount of time, the activity in the other room with Mr and Mrs Be. actually froze time. In this short window of time, I backed away from the door, walked towards the top front balcony, and cleared my throat as hard as I could, even harder than the hardest attempt in real life when you’re sick. And then it happened, like a little kid having a tantrum, I was crying out for Dreamy WB but she didn’t appear just yet.

I noticed that the time in their half of the house was starting to unfreeze and so I had to move fast, back to the door to continue my defence. This time, I had a plan in my head of what I was going to do. At one stage, Mrs Be. took her time but stuck her arm really far out… That’s when I made a run for it. Instead of keeping it closed, I bashed the door open and made a run for it, missing Mrs Be. by just a millimetre, instead knocking her onto the ground as I swept past her and going past Mr Be. who was obliviously admiring his stylish 7-fingered hand.

Into the laundry I went and while I was in there, I saw this young African man coming in from the backyard. In a panic, I swung the back door open, almost hitting him in the face and as I ran into the backyard, he gave me a look like “what’s wrong with her?” as he then casually continued into the house, slowly shutting the back door again behind him. Meanwhile, I was scurrying down the large sloped backyard as fast as I could. Just as I could see about the lemon tree, I cried out in an extremely tantrum-like tone, “Dreamy WB!!!!! Save Me!!!!!” like one of the little kids starring on an episode of Supernanny UK.

I reach the bottom and open the door to the music room. I enter it, slowly waking in to feel an aura of mystery surrounding me. As I look over to the piano to the right, the lid is off and the keys are playing to themselves! There was no volume though and it was only one key at a time. I then walked further into the room, examining other objects. Although Dreamy WB didn’t seem to be visible, there was always this energy sticking around, making me feel completely calm despite the weird things going on in the sidelines.

My lucid mind then helped me to determine that it may have in-fact been Dreamy WB herself who was sitting in-front of the piano and delicately pressing the keys one at a time. It was my original intention to physically see Dreamy WB but even just getting away from the real WB’s parents felt like an accomplishment to me. As I felt a sense of accomplishment, I willingly commanded myself to wake up and indeed I could see the dream slowly fading out and my bedroom coming into view.



Dream Tasks
- Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? Partially)
- Have Dreamy WB or Murray go to console an upset dream character (Achieved? No)
- In case of extended absences with Dreamy WB, train Murray on how to provide in-dream discipline to unruly parents (Achieved? No)

Challenges
- Start the dream off with Dreamy WB already present (Achieved? No)



Dream 387: Results (Competition #6)

387 A
Competition Night: 2
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

387 B
Competition Night: 2
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 19.5
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- First Lucid Dream Of The Night (10.0)
- Was Introduced via DILD (5.0)
- Encounter a waking life enemy/rival (4.0)

+ Previous Total: 0.5
Total Accumulated Points: 20.0



I don't think I would have noticed the extra details of the keys playing if I wasn't lucid and so aware.

Created Friday 03 August 2018

Pretty rough night. But in the end, it was totally worth it.

Dream 1 - Blind Frustration

WILD transition in bed. As usual, I was completely blind, even after minutes of waiting. I try to summon my guide, E, on the spot. And indeed, I do sense her presence nearby. She whispers something, but I couldn't discern anything between her giggling. Just then, she jumps on me, and starts nibbling on my shoulder and neck. Probably coulda been fun, but I was too frustrated from 2+ hours of insomnia to think of that. I fretted on about wanting a transition, but she didn't pay attention. So, after rubbing my hands, I rolled us both into the void, where I flew around sightlessly for about a minute. Then, I shut my eyes further, intending to have visuals form, but nothing of the sort occurs.

The dream collapsed a minute later. Shaky DEILD transition two minutes later.

Dream 2 - Shining Guardian

Scene 1 - Blind Irritation
Similar circumstances to above, guide and void and all. But, when I tried visualizing, I instead sensed E growing gigantic. She then took hold of me, and nipped at my side. Again, I was too annoyed to put much thought on this... Various brief reawakenings. Transition.

Scene 2 - Not Quite Her
The visuals were very blurred and dim, but clarified over time. An ocean and clear twilight sky begins forming faintly in view. More hand rubbing to anchor myself. I then flew over this landless environment. After a two minutes or so, I think to summon my guide more properly, commanding her to surface from beneath the depths. Soon, a massive figure arose, appearing as a giant, many armed naga, her hair, skin and eyes all deathly white. While E has taken similar forms before, I knew it wasn't her. I made a more thorough search for my guide, but aside from the water, sky, and the giantess, there was nothing else there.

Next, I try assuming the Spellforged Guardian form. I tensed up and yelled loud as I could, but nothing seemed to happen. Immediate transition.

Scene 3 - Iron Guardian
The visuals were a bit dim. I was flying in space. A titanic alien mega spaceship was plainly roaming ahead of me, lights blinking and streaming from tubes surrounding its surface. In turn, innumerable smaller crafts were orbiting around this vast structure. I look at myself, and found that I'd changed into an Iron-Man armor. Not quite what I wanted, but no complaints here.

Soon, I took fire from the smaller ships. I responded in kind, firing a stream of energy orbs from each of my hands, red colored in the left, and blue in the right. At times, I fired simultaneously, and at other points, I alternated between each weapons. Generally, I focused fire on the mothership, especially its exposed circuitry, all while I evaded its escorts. When I needed a bigger bang, I charged my shots, each of which took form as black, electrified orbs. Moreover, various soundbytes from the Marvel vs. Capcom games blared out sporadically for some reason. Transition.

Scene 4 - Hot Coldman
The visuals were dim. I immediately landed in the streets of an unknown city at night time, street lamps providing some visibility. Several family members were around, of whom I could identify my nephew and probably one or both of my brothers. I followed the group on foot through a tunnel, then up to higher ground. Below was the outskirts of a suburbs. A few were asking me questions, but I think I ignored them.

I recall the competition. With a flourish, I conjure a large ice spike from the ground. I then surround myself in a thin sheet of ice, and accompany that with frigid wind. My dream body reactively heats up, steam bursting from the unmeltable frost around me. I could hardly feel anything from that instant onward.

The dream began to collapse some time later. More hand rubbing. Unknown occurrences. Unknown transition.

Scene 5 - Because I'm Shiny!
The visuals were very dim. I was standing in a windowless room in an unknown apartment suite. Empty, save for a CRT TV set beside me, its screen flickering on and off. Obnoxious alt-rock music was sounding nearby.

Once again, I try changing into a Spellforged Guardian. But, no matter how much I yelled or forced myself, nothing seemed to happen. Frustrated, stopped everything for a moment, to then find that I was becoming transparent. I realized my not breathing was causing this. So, I held my breath until I was fully invisible. Then, I tensed up once more, imagining I would reappear in an iridescent form. I did indeed return, only now, I was radiating in, and made entirely of, near-blinding white light.

I did not delay to try out this new form, rocketing instantaneously up above the stratosphere. Next, I charged as much energy as I could, which condensed itself into a tiny, glowing bead, and fired it down to the Earth. My viewpoint follows the projectile as it goes through the twilight sky and descends towards a large, barren, craggy island in the middle of the ocean. The bead suddenly arced horizontally before plowing itself into the landmass. Great quantities of foam awkwardly spewed out. Eventually, an explosion rocked the land, sinking much of it, and fragmenting what little remained.

Suddenly, a colossal figure rose from the depths. This appeared as the giant form of Ursula from The Little Mermaid, cackling madly, depicted here in realistic CGI. Then, an even more gigantic Ursula surfaced, who snatched up her frightened, smaller counterpart, and ecstatically gobbled her up. With slight alterations, this happens again, and again, and again, with no end in sight. Uh, yeah, gettin' weird...

I lost focus. The dream soon collapsed, and I woke up.

Morning of August 3, 2018. Friday.

Reading time: 53 sec. Readability score: 59.



For my dream induction (deliberate entry), I decided to be in a stagecoach in primarily an afternoon setting. It is a relaxed and passive dream self incarnation. The sense of movement is very realistic at this stage of vestibular system correlation (a factor of all dreams at this level of consciousness, though typically related to flight). At times, ambiguity enters the sequence, and it almost seems like I am riding in a fast-moving car, including the external ambiance. I maintain the stagecoach setting as Zsuzsanna and our second-youngest son are seated across from me.

I see dinosaurs through the window off to my left, including a triceratops, and cannot determine if the stagecoach is traveling through time or an animatronics display in what might be a ghost town (modeled after the “Gunsmoke” set). It seems “safer” to make it an animatronics display, though not as adventurous.

I see an orange Volkswagen Beetle parked under low-set branches as if left there long ago. I think of it as “my” old car, but it is a false memory in part. In reality, I only had a big remote control model of one when I was a boy (that my father gave me for Christmas). It ran on real fuel. I mostly made it go in a circle in our big front yard in Cubitis.

---

Created Thursday 02 August 2018

Got a WILD and a fragment today.

Scrap Group 1
Some court proceedings. Think it was a mock trial to test out various proposed laws? Several characters from Law and Order were there.

Dream 1 - Ice Bug Home School

WILD transition. The visuals were a bit blurred. False awakening in the living room of an unknown home. While keeping still on the couch, I rub my hands thoroughly. I then ran about, paying little attention to anyone else that I've passed by (likely relatives).

Next, I climbed up a long flight of stairs, and stopped at a landing. The contests' tasks came to mind. With a swipe of my hand, I ordered a human-sized ice spike to erupt from the ground. Wasn't fond of its artificial appearance. So, I did likewise in the next few landings, until I got a spike that looked respectable enough.

I then yelled 'Yol Toor Shul!', the Dragon Shout for a fire breath (but only because I forgot the chant for ice breath at the time!). Nonetheless, this manifested as a stream of light snow.

I rushed to the top. This lead to a long hallway, one more suitable to a more public building than a house. I called out 'Tomb of Levistus!' (a magical power from D&D), intending to trap myself in a giant ice crystal. Instead, I'd unwittingly shrunk myself down to a few inches. Just then, the Hanna-Barbera character Snagglepuss walked in out of nowhere, almost unknowingly stepping on me, had I not avoided him.

Things destabilized a bit. More hand-rubbing. Still in my tiny form, I continued all the way through the entirety of the hallway. Beyond that was a kindergarten classroom. At the helm was an olive skinned African-descended woman with black, kinky hair, donned in an adorned plaid dress and black slippers. I approached her, inadvertently going at near-blinding speed. The woman soon spotted me, appearing visibly flustered, almost as if I were some friend who'd wandered in at an awkward moment. She hastily scooped me up, then kept me held in her hands behind her back. After distracting the kids with busywork, she isolated the two of us under a doorway opposite of where I first entered. "We'll play later.", she whispered hurriedly. Hmm... ok?

Things get unclear. Lucidity lost. Various warps to other places. This goes on until the dream ended.

1. Shane Dawson, his little white dog, and I tried to escape earth before it was invaded by aliens.

2. In a hospital full of dark rooms in which twisted bodies lay in pain. There were no doors or windows out.

3. School, needed to use the bathroom but they had no stalls. Just lines of toilets sitting out in the open and people watching.

4. LUCID! I got lucid by Venus being too close to earth. A woman and I soared through the sky. We tried to fly to Venus but a man living behind the planet stopped us. We fell into the ocean. I saved the woman and sent her home. I intended to meet the Venus man so ran back out onto the ocean but sank deeper with each step. I fell in and the dream destabalized. I floated on my back and focused on the water around me. The scene became stable but when I looked to Venus I was shocked it was plummeting toward me. The shock woke me up.

Woke up & wrote the above dream then back to bed with intention of getting lucid.

5. LUCID! Hypnagogic image of a crystal ball floating in dark. Was on the verge of sleep and started to wake. I grabbed the crystal ball. It anchored me in the scene but it still felt weak. I focused on the cool, smooth feel of the crystal ball in my hands. The scene stabalized. It was still in dark. Inside the crystal flame like forms flickered into near recognizable shapes. The dark pressed and I felt afraid. I reality checked to be sure I was still dreaming. I held the orb above my head. It lit up the immediate area. I introduced myself into the dark. No reply came. After a while I felt the dream becoming unstable. I tried to use the orb to anchor myself. It didn't work. I woke.

Created Wednesday 01 August 2018

Got a DILD to note. Don't recall anything before that. Wish I coulda put what's below in less words, but ah well...

Dream 1 - Turbulent Ocean Mall

Scene 1 - School Bug
Dreamlet transitioned to a dream. The visuals were slightly blurred. I was in a highschool classroom. I felt very tired, enough so to fall 'unconscious' within seconds. In fact, I'd unwittingly dropped my head on the shoulder of a guy in front of me. I did tilt back a bit, caring little of my faceplanting on my desk. While 'asleep', I overheard some girl's plot to cut my hair. She did indeed go ahead with such, but that didn't bother me.

I 'woke up' a minute later. While looking around, I spotted a woman in one of the desks, dark hair, of larger frame, and notably busty. Another out-of-place 'student' besides myself, though it seemed as if I've seen her before... Anyway, for amusement, I shrunk myself down to a few inches. I then flew by the woman to get her attention. Visibly astonished, the woman seized me, holding me still for a better look.

Transition seconds later.

Scene 2 - Stroll to the Ocean Mall
The visuals were blurred, though it clarified over time. I was taking a stroll around my neighborhood. Or, better put, floating towards home, doing so while seated cross-legged.

Skip ahead. Instead of my intended destination, I somehow arrived at the entrance of a large mall, seemingly just recently opened. I sensed this was located in a supposed bad part of town. Indeed, I soon spotted a 'known' criminal exiting from a movie theatre, who'd wooed a high-school aged girl at least eight years his junior. Feeling obliged to interpose, I changed into the form of (Perfect?) Cell from Dragon Ball Z. I charged energy in my outstretched hands, then threatened harm to the ne'er-do-well if he didn't leave the girl alone. He slinked away without a word. Next, I gave a word of warning to the girl. She wasn't at all happy with my meddling, claiming she could take care of herself, and promptly left in a huff.

Things warped a bit. I now appeared as some gangly guy in his late 40's. Supposedly, he was a character from a comedy movie, in which he was a meek middle-aged guy enrolling into a university. I step out to the mall's driveway, when a fancy sports car pulls up. Inside were some rowdy frat boys. Noticing me, the group hurled out drunken insults, then drove off.

I glanced aside. A deep oceanside was visible past the mall's borders, its waters turbulent under a stormy sky. Of greater concern was the sight of various giant figures wading in the sea, one appearing as Ultra-Man, and another some reptilian monster straight out of Super Sentai/Power Rangers. This spectacle instantly triggered awareness.

Things quickly destabilized, but some timely reactive hand rubbing saved the dream. Without delay, I float in a meditative pose. Next, I shouted 'Yol Toor Shuul'. In place of a flames, I somehow breathed out a stream of light frost. I looked out in the ocean again, only to see a tsunami was forming. So, I ordered the dream to keep the wave in check. The waters kept rising, but did indeed stop approaching. I pondered what to do. False memories of my attempting some grandiose, world-changing event earlier came to mind, but it wasn't very clear.

Just then, I heard that cat's incessant mewling. Another warp. In a flash, the tidal wave appeared just several meters ahead of me. I'm literally slammed out of the dream.

Last week:

Jealous

I'm walking on some landing outside by some steps while looking at FB on my phone. I am at Jamie's profile and I see that she commented on one of my friend's status. For some reason this makes me insanely jealous. I put the phone down and am overwhelmed by jealousy that i find i can't breathe. I am running down the steps struggling to breathe. At th ebottom I calm myself down and realize there's no reason to be jealous.

Lucid


I am walking in a street kind of like Kensington in calgary. I see a group of thugs that mean to hurt me or something. So I run into a building super fast and up 100 flights of stairs. Being able to do so makes me lucid. I quickly turn a corner and look for the other set of steps in case the group follow me. I don't find the steps.

Instead I explore the living room that I am in. I go to a mirror and try to use it as a teleportation device. My hands at first touch glass. I look away and then back and see the same mirror, but now I can see depth on the other side. I reach my hands in and there's no glass. A few inches in I touch a semi solid invisible barrier which turns everything in the mirror a brownish hue. I start pushing through it when I wake up.
Jamie again

In a black space with her. I feel her energy pushing me away as if she wants to be left alone.

Through her eyes

In this dream I am watching through Jamie's perspective. I am tied up with chains on each limb and strung up. I am in a cage surrounded by what appears to be a giant disco ball? wtf. There is a psycho man there but he looks like me (MoSh). He is laughing like a lunatic.

This week:

sped up

Bunch of dreams that are sped up. in one me and Raven are getting Jamie out of the giant ball in a huge gunfight. In another I am Jamie again running from scary people, they chase me in and out of rooms and I jump off lots of landings to get away from them, suddenly the whole place shatters and I begin falling. later I'm me again with Jamie and some friends at a house party of something, more just like sitting in a room and joking around.

????

Some vague dream with my brother in it.

More Jamie shorts

In one dream we are walking towards my old house in olds. We are dressed the same as the night we first hung out. This time we are holding hands, it's like we are both trying to go back in time and change the results.

In another we are kneeling before Jesus. He taps our shoulders with a palm branch, me first then her. Did we just get married in a dream?!?!?!?!? No, I think it's just a blessing.

so I was in bed then started to become lucid when my lucidity kick in I was in a room that look like it was in a apartment complex this was a false awakening because I was still laying down but some how I got up and started smoking yet I didn't have any drugs or any cigarettes or swishers I was holding some random object and then started producing smoke I later woke up and started looking around to see if I had any weed so I go back to bed then next thing I know I'm laying on a mattress and there six weed bags that are crush up I was staring at the bags of weed then I notice that there were 8 different Dc in my dream all with there own bags of smoke so I start smoking then I become a dark blind aura where I see smoke rising from the darkness then I'm in a forest trying to wake myself up I'm crucified in a corner where I see this bright red light start burning when I'm sleeping and I was making sucking noises then I wake up there was no smoke when I was in the forest it was jus darkness an burning edge the end of my sight it was complete black then I hear people talking next thing I know I'm laying in bed and I was jus wonder when I was sleep how when I'm dreaming why do I have this dream I don't smoke in real life nor that I will ever try it jus mad me think my mind was playing games on me because when I was in that still black I seen a burning ember yet there was no smoke yet it felt like I was smoking so I think I'm a dream smoker but I wouldn't smoke in real life tho

Created Monday 30 July 2018

Got a DILD and brief WILD to note, along with a bunch of fragments.

Scrap Group 1
At a picnic with family?

In a laundromat, I think? There was an pld Mortal Kombat arcade cabinet.

At a courtyard in a city/urban area. I spot some jerk from way back in middle school, who was hurling around insults at people like a madman. I ignore this at first. I then stopped, shrugged, and made his head asplode for the heck of it.

Dream 1 - School Pantry Warehouse Raid

The visuals were slightly blurred. I was walking through the hallways of a middle school, a place very similar to the one I attended way back when, only significantly larger.

Unknown occurrences. Something about getting lost on my way to class, and some reference to Sonic the Hedgehog.

Cut to a crowded antechamber. I was on my way to my next class. On impulse, I decided to take a detour to the lunchroom. The idea was for me to sneak into the prep area, snag a lunch, eat quickly, then hurry back to where I was supposed to be. Biggest hurdle was the students clustered around the area. And so, I used Ashura Warped, allowing me to both phase and glide through such obstructions.

In half a minute, I arrived at the cafeteria, a much wider space than anticipated. The place was also undergoing renovations, which explained why several faculty members were overseeing the place at that moment. Thus, between subsequent warps, I became invisible via trembling in place. Such transparency only lasted for so long, requiring frequent reuse. I also rubbed my hands, sensing my actions were destabilizing the environment. Reflecting on such finally got me lucid. Couldn't think of anything better to do. Besides, gliding and cloaking myself as I did was amusing enough. So, I continued with the above plan.

Next, I phased straight across the lunchroom and through the door into the kitchen. Things did indeed start hazing up. Nothing more hand-rubbing couldn't fix. The surroundings warped in view, first into the likeness of a grocery store, then settling into a food + kitchen supply warehouse. There didn't seem to be any ready-to-eat food in sight. I sifted through a wide area, most of which contained transparent bags filled with recycled disposable plates and eating utensils. Later on, Nappa and (Saiyan Saga) Vegeta from Dragon Ball Z randomly popped out of nowhere. Both of them were likewise browsing through the place. But, Nappa quickly lost his patience. To vent, he toppled piles of boxes and bags. He would've done likewise with the shelves, if I hadn't said something about that.

Minutes go by. In the end, I could only find several bags of cereal. Better than nothing. I was about to try some, only for the dream to collapse.

Scrap Group 2
WILD transition in an unknown bedroom. Covers were obstructing most of my view, but I couldn't take them off. I closed my eyes, and flew around blindly. Then, I started visualizing my guide, E, being ahead of me, but only got a faint image. The dream then collapsed.

In an unknown home. Unnatural things occur.

Spoiler for Media References:

Ashura Warp

I manage to maintain awareness while falling asleep quite early in the night and find myself in a house. As with most lucid dreams that are on the long side and include a lot of conversation, I can only remember some parts of it clearly, and without clear context.

The house is not a familiar one, although its layout seems slightly reminiscent of Katya’s house. I’m in what would be the front room with two other people—one man and one woman—and three dogs. I can feel a connection with one of the dogs—a medium-sized one, possibly a Border Collie—and I sense that he’s somehow mediating between me and the rest of the dream. I think it’s likely that the other dogs were doing the same for the other people and somehow making it possible for us to be together here.

One of the dogs is briefing us all about something. He’s a very large dog with short hair, probably a Great Dane. He communicates with us for a while—I don’t think he actually spoke, but my memory is fuzzy on how it happened. At one point, he mentions something about a llama farm, then cuts himself off and lays down. I realized this was something he didn’t want me and the other woman to know about, but he had let it slip, and now he’s sad about it. He refuses to say anything else, so I go into an adjoining room so he can talk to the man in private. In the meantime, I strike up a conversation with a bird on the windowsill.

It’s a small bird, a bit like a titmouse but pure white. It seems friendly, and has an odd habit of repeating each phrase after it says it. After a bit, it flies off: it’s decided it wants to catch me some kind of small marine crustacean that it eats—as a kind of gift, I suppose. Aww.

(26.7.18)

I'm over at the lakeshore apartments doing things when I see a man lingering around me. He is Caucasian with dark colored hair and hazel colored eyes.He looked a cross between A.J. Styles and dean abrose (wrestlers) I was in the living room but came out and went into a room that had bins in it. I opened one and saw that there was sandwich meat inside of them. It looked like it was bologna or turkey and started to get some but decided not to. As I was looking around in there I heard a loud engine sound from behind me. I turn around only to see a person in a huge, white forklift like vehicle. It was shiny, clean and just the way I liked it. He rolled up on me slowly and being careful not to harm me. I knew about it and seen that he was gonna end up trapping me. I ducked underneath the forks and he swung around and chased me and I was running across the livingroom. I got semi lucid and ran back to where I saw the food thinking about how good food tastes in dreams. I reached and tore me off a piece of what looks like bologna and rand out the front slidingdoors. It was night time and I was high up on a balcony. I knew that I was gonna end up trapped if I stayed here. So I went back in just as truck rolled up. I tried the back door and went down zig zaging stairs and as I did that, it became daytime. I'm now in the front parking lot and I see the truck show up. He was much faster then what he was indoors and realized that this was his turf now. I ran across the lot and he let me get ahead of him then charges at me, raising the forks up like it was gonna grab me with them. I took off up lake street. He went over to the adjacent road next to it. He was gonna cut me off so I turned back and went farther down lakeshore and saw the truck with him looking at me, realizing that I was one the next street and didn't have time to turn into it. Haha! I laughed at him as he pointed at me and made a U turn. The street I was on was now long and narrow and he was coming up behind me. I thought that he was gonna hit me but he didn't. Instead he pulled up along side me and told me to get in. He opens the back door and I think wait a sec. I look at him and sees that he is the man I had saw earlier in the dream and he smiled at me. I tried to get in but realized that I was too tall and me head is having issues getting below the roof and is in between to door. he says "oh boy..". The truck is now a white car and I finally managed to get my head in and is now in the front seat. He says something to me but I don't know what it is and we drive back to the apartments. It was now night time again and I get out and look up into the sky. It is partially cloudy with the clouds being a nice purple color and the sky being a lighter purple. I smiled at the dream and told it that you will be one of those rare dream where I actually appreciate what it has done. As I'm looking into the sky I accidentally bump into something. I look and seen a group of people has spawned in with two cars side by side. One was black and the other was a two toner. I had bumped into his car that was a nice two tone purple and blue color and he was looking at me angrily. I said sorry to him and he pulls his head back into the car as two other guys sat on the back on it. Shortly after this I walk around a bit then wake up.

I become lucid and remember the task, “Condense a color into a liquid, and drink it. Report the taste.” I look around for a good color to use. The walls are a deep red and I think about using that before I see a dark green Christmas ornament.
[ATTACH=CONFIG]10114[/ATTACH]
I pick it up and throw it on the ground, smashing it into pieces. I sit next to it and use my hands to further pulverize it (it’s not sharp at all) until it’s a fine dust. I turn to a DC and ask them to get me a cup. They walk away, but I decide not to wait. I turn to my other side and see a DC holding a small cup. I take it and put the ornament powder inside. I will it to become liquid and drink it. Some of it is still powdery, but there are liquid parts. It’s sickly sweet and I don’t enjoy it at all.

Attached Thumbnails