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I find myself with a group others having an argument with guy who believes we were talking about him. I eventually walk away from them and back in to the house. I could hear through my window that they were still yelling at one another. Then all of a sudden the outside became really dark and there was some kind of gold shine coming from where they were all standing.

I could feel a dangerous vibe in the atmosphere and knew I should probably try to go sleep somewhere. That's when I went sitting down around the bottom of my bed and could hear helicopters and gun shots happening around the house. I then got up and could see the house has been broken in to which made no sense to me as so little time has passed. But once I look up from my window and could see from another house a man on the roof holding a sniper aim at me, I knew I was in danger.

I took cover in to the bathroom, I tried to get the door to close but it was not budging quick enough and I knew the sniper had direct aim at this particular area. So I ready myself at the bathtub for who ever dares comes this way. That's when I saw someone walk through. I prepared myself and notice it was a woman with no weapons and she seemed lost. This made no sense to me at all.

I became lucid because of this, all the terror noise stop as the woman eventually melted in to a pool of water. I then found myself in some kind of store with a lot of people walking around. A girl then comes to me and says I look cool and wanted to take a picture. I accept and later walk around in till I woke up.

I keep WILDing up out of the chair I'm napping in. The first few times are kinda like FAs: sort of unaware then becoming more lucid. I begin to WILD on purpose while holding the compliment task in mind.

I stand up, make eye contact with my grandmother, and ask her if I'm dreaming. I don't remember her answer. I do the nose-pinch RC several times before thinking about who to compliment. I consider telling my grandmother that I respect her, but decide to compliment my three year old daughter instead. I turn to her and say enthusiastically, "You're so cute!" I smile at her and she grins big and sits down on the floor, being all silly and wiggly.

Satisfied with completing the task, I decide to go out the front door. I unlock it and open up both the inner door and the glass door before emerging into the bright sunlight. I want to fly, so I attempt to. I get a bit scared and drift back down involuntarily. I try again, going higher, but fall again, faster this time. I hit the ground rather hard, expecting pain but fortunately receiving none.

The sun is setting and I am on a cruise ship in the middle of the ocean on one of the main decks in the midst of a milling crowd of people. We're not on top of the ship but there is still a beautiful view through long openings on both sides. I hang out with several different friends from different times of my life at different parts of the boat. We drink at a bar with good drinks and really chill vacation vibes, walk around on the top deck chatting and enjoying the view, and gather in an auditorium for some kind of show we never actually see. My first crush is there most of the time and we have fun flirting cheekily with each other. Sometime during all of this I become semi-lucid and remember the task to compliment someone but never do it.

Later that night when it's pitch black outside and almost everyone is back in their rooms sleeping something goes wrong with the ship. Nothing noticable happens and there are no announcements or warnings, I just somehow know that something has messed up. A feeling of unease comes over me and I enter my crisis state of mind and become focused on doing what I need to to escape.

I enter some sort of emergency hatch on the wall which leads to a small corridor that runs along the outside of the ship's hull. It's some kind of slide system that leads down to where everyone is gathering to deal with the problem. There are small windows that show the blackness outside and there is water rapidly flowing along the floor like a water slide. The walls are white with a horizontal blue stripe near the bottom and little vents and things all along them. I let myself be pushed down the bumpy slide by the current. It isn't very steep so it's not very fast either. The passageway becomes smaller and my uneasiness increases as I reach a corner. The current is stronger now and it pins me against the wall. My foot is resting on a grate in the floor and suddenly becomes burning hot so I move it up against the wall where it immediately gets freezing cold. I attempt to push myself out of the corner and further down the slide.

I'm suddenly lucid due to the building stress and I calm down significantly. I choose to let go of reality, knowing it isn't "real". I kind of "push" with my will and the scene dissipates into smaller and smaller spheres which float up and away from me into the black void.

A bright sunny scene quickly appears around me. I'm in a small yard between the backs of some old brick buildings in a town. The buildings are painted different colors. I'm standing on a low wood platform with partial railing and a narrow boardwalk leading away between the buildings. The grass is overgrown and pretty, having fluffy weeds and vines that cling to the railing. I feel warm.

A knight in full armor is galloping around the outside of the platform on a nondescript brown horse. There is barely room for them. The knight's armor covers their entire body and is bright orange with silver glitter throughout and a seemingly plastic texture.

I recall the compliment task and I say to the knight, "You're so pretty!" I do not recall getting a response. I remember thinking I'd finished the task and that I should wake up. I walk down the sidewalk along a main street and attempt to wake myself using my "sitting up motion while feeling my body with expectation and intent" method. This may or may not have worked; I can't recall because I went back to sleep several times.

Morning of June 22, 2018. Friday.

Dream #: 18,813-02. Reading time: 1 min 23 sec.



The first part of my dream presents a shopping situation in an unfamiliar store. There is significant visual detail in what I am buying, mostly food. After finishing our shopping, Zsuzsanna and I (and our children) walk along what vaguely reminds me of the King Street area in America.

Silas Weir Mitchell, the American character actor, is with us, though my dream self does not recall him as either a celebrity or a character he had played. He is an implied friend.

We approach an intersection, though it seems a challenge to continue. Snow covers an embankment though there is no awareness of winter or being cold. Where the end of the sidewalk joins the curb, one must first go up and over the embankment before crossing the street. I am pushing a shopping cart full of groceries. Silas is helping me, although he soon seems to be annoyed.

Upon going over the embankment, there is a sudden drop of about two stories, with the street far below. I look down and see that Silas has fallen with the trolley, though seems uninjured. There is annoyance at my lack of progress in getting home with our food as the groceries are now strewn on the street far below.

I soon realize it is a dream and that it is the usual vestibular system correlation of the waking process. As a result of this emergence of dream state awareness, I mentally reset it, and immediately, Silas and the shopping cart are back near me on the sidewalk, but I still decide to wake.

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In this dream, Silas is the vestibular system personification, a projected simulacrum of the waking process (which typically comes with an imaginary perception of flying, falling, or rising as a result of not fully discerning the physical body or its orientation while asleep). An intersection is autosymbolism for RAS (reticular activating system) mediation and synaptic gating, that is, the choice to wake or return to dreamless sleep (or attempt to continue the dream).

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I explain this dream type in “Dreams of Type PRECONAV-VSCPCEL, 01-15."

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Yesterday I took a lot of processing time and also did waking life recall. I think the waking life recall and the processing time... instead of those couple hours of accumulating more information and more interactions with the world... Increased my dream quality. I got lucid twice and had a high level of recall.

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Round 1 of dreams.

There was more earlier stuff I couldn't remember back to. The earliest parts I remembered was something in the H S football field or gymnasium, or both. Mr. L was a teacher. I remember R S and R M were there. Maybe something with a kick-off.

After that, I remember being in a class room. It was like Mr. V's class room with the rows of desks... I was given a test. I hadn't prepared for it. There was a book I was supposed to have studied for the week, or a section of the book. I remember the panel with the question on the top right side of one page. I decided I would spend a lot of time focusing on that reading over the next week, to be ready for the next test.

I remember a woman like B R was sitting to my left. I dropped a paper thing near her seat by accident. She seemed annoyed and went to get it for me but I said I don't need it. She seemed generally annoyed by me, but interested in other people.

I allowed myself to fall back to sleep as I recalled these. I re-remembered about 90% in the morning of what I originally remembered, just lost some details about the quiz thing. Pretty good since just a few weeks ago I was losing round 1 and 2 of dreams when I RBFA'ed.

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Round 2 of Dreams.

I was at the corner of T and K. I remember seeing the guy who lives on that corner's bushes pretty vividly. It was something to do with the Matrix. I even remember hearing Agent Smith's voice, saying, "Mister Andersen..." Also I think this dream related to being against smokers.

However, once I woke from that bout of sleep, I could hardly remember anything. I drew a total blank. Maybe there weren't many dreams that time.

I did an RBFA and re-remembered it later.

(zzz)

Round 3 of dreams.

There were some earlier parts I forgot. I remember I was keeping the time on a phone meeting. A was sharing about something. I realized that 5 minutes had gone by, or more, and I had forgotten to say, "Time." Oops! I kind of panicked. I was at the kitchen counter, multi-tasking with some stuff, like when I forgot to call time for T on Saturday. I think that came from that.

Then I remember being at the kitchen table at 24, typing my dreams. It was bright. I think it was like 3 A M. I remember talking to my mom, dad and/or sister, thinking, 'Its 3 A M. I really gotta get back to bed.'

When I got in my room at 24, I realized that there were a lot of bright light bulbs... One was at the top of the Ikea lamp. I flicked the switch on it a bunch of times and nothing happened! That's a major dream sign, but I didn't get lucid until later. I reached to the bulb to remove it manually, but it was burning hot. Eventually, I un-plugged the lamp.

Electronics refusing to turn off or on when I use the correct buttons is a common dream sign.

After that, I noticed there was another light, in an outlet. And a reflective mirror thing at eye level on the wall accross from it. I needed my dad's help to remove it. Once he came in to help, I suddenly realized, 'Oh no! What if I left any personal items out in the open!' But, luckily, I hadn't.

Living at my parents old house is a dream sign. Mom and dad being together is a dream sign. Seeing mom and/or sister is a dream sign. (they live upstate.)

After that, I had a memory, perhaps an "implanted memory" that was of an earlier dream where dad had a belt. I almost hurried back to my computer, at the kitchen table, to add it in. But decided to just go back to sleep. I will call this layer of the dream world, "Layer 1". PMWC = Physical matter waking consciousness. I had switched the reference for PMWC to layer 1... and did that dream within a dream thing again.

So I went to bed in layer 1, laying on my right side, like my body was in PMWC. The sleep paralysis sensations were much more notable. I didn't feel many ominous feelings. But I was thinking of getting back up for some reason. Eventually I decided to let the sleep paralysis "take me to the dream". I remember seeing some kind of visual, like a computer interface. Then I felt myself be sucked into it.

This intro to the lucid part was funny. I saw a lap top screen come on. And the computer booted up. I smiled a little. My dream was symbolizing the beginning of the lucid part with the image of a laptop booting up. Foreshadowing: It ends the dream the same way later!

This may have happened before or after the intro. I had no eye sight. I could just feel my astral or dream body moving... I tried to rotate and wiggle and eventually was standing up. I decided to fly up through my ceiling like I had done many times before.

I appeared in my bedroom at 15. Or somewhere upstairs. It feels like I missed a part. Anyway, I remember eventually I had the phone in my right hand. I was talking out loud. (I read a thread on r/luciddreaming which recommended talking out loud as a stabilization method.) I talked to myself as I went down the stairs. "I feel so worried that this will be my only L D of the night, and I won't be able to manifest any dream food!" Something like that. I said some other things. I felt i connected with a real emotion.

I tried manifesting dream food in my left palm, without looking away. It didn't work. Later, I would remember the "rule" that to manifest something, I have to do it somewhere I can't see, like behind me, or behind a door, or my pocket, then go to check. Not manifest right in front of me, until I'm more advanced.

Eventually I got down to the kitchen door. I ran full steam to phase through. Just collided with it. 'Okay, I will just use the door knob,' I thought. The door knob and screen door worked fine, just like waking life. Once I was outside, I saw the tree tops in the back of the yard, and flew up diagonally towards them.

Once I got about 50 feet up, the land line lost reception. Some how, that caused my dream to end, or so I thought. I guess my phone was connected to my lucid dream state some how. So then I landed on a thin tree branch. 'Wait, if I was just dreaming, shouldn't I have woken up in bed?' I might have thought. But I really thought I was awake now. I ran towards the tree trunk and the tiny branch bent beneath me. I felt bad for breaking it.

My mom came outside. "Oh no! You're stuck in a tree!" She said, or something like that. I wrapped around the tree in a bear hug and slid down. It was wet and easy to slide down. Then I slid down the next half after pausing on a branch.

'Wait, its still a dream!' I realized. I grabbed my mom in a bear hug and flew into the air. My vision and senses started to fade. The last thing I did, was try to put my hand behind me and mainfest some snacks, then look at my palm and see them. I manifested a snack to share with my mom as I flew with her in mid air. Then I woke up, but it was a false awakening, back to layer 1, since this had been in layer 2.

When this part ended, there was the lap top screen again. only this time it showed the mouse cursor going to the start menu and clicking, "sleep". Then the screen shut down. I was still lucid and figured that signified the end of the dream.

I woke up back to layer 1 of sleep paralysis. My body felt funny again, more tingly or heavier than usual. There was music playing. I forgot the first, song, but I got up to turn it off.

Waking up with music on when I'm trying to remember my dream or dream journal is usually a dream sign.

One more thing happened, which was with my sister. I saw that she was drawing a picture of a sword. It was a wide sword kind of thing. She hadn't completed the back blade yet. She was very happy with her drawing so far, though. "I finally know who I am," she said.

I filled in the back of the sword for her. I made it very spiky, more like a saw blade than a straight sword blade. I also made some lines showing that some parts were flat. She was okay with it but I felt bad for not letting her finish it. I was glad it was just a dream.

I was able to re-remember 100% even after RBFA.

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Round 4 of dreams.

My memory of these begins with a cool dream of flying with cars. Maybe we were leaving a bank. My friends' flying car started to veer off track, so I used telekinesis to help them out.

I woke up from that, but into another dream. D W and J V were there. I remember a grey foam mat near my bed. Probably like a grounding mat. I was up side down or something, getting ready to sleep on it. "Don't go to sleep!" said J V. So, I didn't. I had been in my room at 15, but when we walked outside, I think it was the hallway to my college house.

I remember at one point, J V was carrying me. I looked up at him and spoke. Then I realized my retainer wasn't in. I felt embarrassed, and apologized for my missing teeth showing.

In another part, I remember Mr. H appearing in the hall way. I think he had some hair instead of being bald. I'm not sure if I was lucid yet but I gradually got lucid around here. He gave me a big smile and I talked with him. I was still embarrassed about my missing teeth, and tried to talk with my upper lip pulled down over them, which I know never works.

Mr. H was very tall. Another tall fellow came along, at first a little taller, then the same height, as Mr. H.

I was at least 3 or 4 feet shorter than them. I moved along into the open part of the hall way. V S was near a fridge, preparing a pitcher of pink beverage. I jumped way out in front of him. "Hey, V! Mr. H was here! Did you see him?" I forgot his reply. He was swishing the pink beverage around in the pitcher. Then the pitcher doubled in size. He poured the beverage in a big bowl, like punch.

I had a small coffee pot type of container with some drink in it. It did contain alcohol, even though I don't drink in waking life. I walked near some much older women. "Kids these days shouldn't drink so much," one said. "I am only having a little," I replied.

I kept noticing a small rectangular box on the ground off to the side. 'Is that a **** cigarette box?' I thought. When I got closer, it turned out to just be a golden box of something like ginger snacks. They were all half the height of the box, packed in columns of 2.

However, one of the older women had begun to smoke! I was definitely lucid at this point. I grabbed her poisonous stick of smoke and threw it on the ground, rubbing it out with my foot. I knew it was a dream, so I would not be harmed by the smoke. So I could enjoy destroying their cigarettes!

I continued on, hoping to find more people smoking so I could take their poisonous smoke tubes and put them out.

I don't know if there was anything else during that party part.

What I do remember is that the screen changed to show a gym. It looked more like a touch screen on a phone... I was able to use my finger to move the "dream screen" around and zoom in on it. I was lucid during this.

There was a lucid part when I was playing a sonic the hedgehog game. I could be tails, and fly using my tail as a helicopter propeller. Or, I could be Knuckles. There were giant rows of rings. I tried to do infinite moon jumps in mid air, and found that I could.

I used the ability to get all the coins in a straight line, way up in the air. Then it got really boring! It was just too easy. I wanted to use some icons on the screen to make a single high-jump possible, but not infinite levitation. I woke up before it happened.

I let myself RBFA again after this, and re-remembered it in full, the next time.

(zzz)

Round 5 of dreams.

I think these dreams began with a walk at W... Unless there was earlier stuff, too. I remember walking along at W, then having to cross a fallen tree that bridged over a very long fall.

There was a part with a guy driving around my neighborhood. I was driving, too. There was something on my mind about having a job.

I remember another scene with dogs in a yard... But not too clearly.

I remember a fenced in area. One guy was sitting by the entrance, checking people in. One guy was in front of me. I remember the sense that I was standing behind him felt surreal. Like I was supposed to be him but then split off into the person behind him. Not sure how to explain it.

Then I was in the school library. There were lots of books on shelves. Something about growing flowers, then losing the flowers behind the books on the shelf. It was like my sister had lost them, so I wanted to help her.

I looked around the other shelves. One book was like the size of a children's book. It was green and said "Witchcraft Telepathy" on the cover. I wanted to read that! But kept moving down the shelves.

I found what looked like a computer directory, with 6 series of books available. Those were what we had lost. The dates were from June but the numbers shifted from 7 to something or back again.

I knew it was around 2 P M. I wanted to go up to the library's loft to read them. There was some cushioned thing to climb up. Then, I realized school was almost over for the day. That was why it was so quiet in the library.

I needed to use the bathroom. "Will there be time to use the bathroom and still come back to read?" I asked someone. I think they said sure. Climbing down the cushion thing seemed precarious. I saw a guy who looked like Hurley from lost. To be nice, I said hi, and made some small talk. Then, I really needed the bathroom even more! I got really mad at the guy for starting to hold me up. We both began yelling at each other. Then I just walked away.

The bathroom turned out to be like nana's bathroom at the top of her stair case. A guy was already in there, helping clean everything. I was like, "Get out of my way!" He said he had to keep his finger on a black button on the wall, which made him have to stand in front of the urinal.

"I don't care! I'll hold the button!" So he let it go. Then a urinal appeared to the right, and I went to use that one. I felt bad for messing up his cleaning thing. Even more exasperating, I had accidentally tunked the cuffs of my shorts in the toilet water. (I was wearing my grey gym shorts.)

'Should I put them under the blow dryer?' I thought. Then that part kind of ended...

The last thing I remember is passing by a train thing but also near a neighboring town... Maybe sitting with people in a meeting. I remember M and D were talking about how they both worked. And they split their income so that they traded half their income with each other. So if M made 8 and D made 6, M would give D 4 and D would give M 3. Does that always make them even?

I woke up from those and recalled them. Once I had them solidly in my mind, I reviewed rounds 1, 2, 3, and 4, then 5 again... I realized I wasn't gonna sleep any more, and got up.

I did the short hand notes in the morning and was able to come back to it later and still re-remember it in full.

I’m in a study, sitting at a desk facing a wall. A man is sitting to my left. This seems to be some kind of music lesson: we have sheets of manuscript paper in front of us, and I’m doing some sort of exercise where I fill in bits of the melodies that aren’t written. I’m having trouble figuring out how to notate the rhythm I have in mind, but after moving to something else for a little while, I come back and manage it easily. I write the notes in with a red pen, very neatly.

The lesson’s almost over when a young girl, 7 or 8, runs into the room and lies down on the desk in front of us—the man’s daughter. She seems to be in a silly mood. She speaks to him in German - we've been speaking English until now - and he answers. She moves across the room, and they have an exchange in which he asks her questions, but she just gives nonsense answers and giggles (and totally ignores me). I just watch and pet the cat, a gray tabby that’s also entered the room, not at all put out by the interruption. Before long, a woman who seems to be a nanny comes in, presumably for the girl.

I wake up.

In the next dream, I’m staying in a large hotel with my parents. As I walk through the lobby, towards the staircase, I see a number of men dressed in suits of armor decorated with intricate patterns and women in white ballerina’s outfits with similar patterns in silver. Some sort of wedding party, I figure.

After a quick trip to the room, which is at the end of a hallway, my mother and I seem to be walking out, away from the city center and towards the outskirts. This is Wilhelmshöhe, apparently—although it would be hard to find a place that looks less like the actual place of that name. There’s less and less to see as we walk along. Less traffic, too. A man drives a horse-drawn carriage past and gives us a peculiar look. Somehow, I have the feeling that we’re expected here, and he’s a part of it.

And, an unknown period of time after that, I’ve been transported to a different place, a large building full of people getting ready to something to begin. I’m a part of it, too, now. A man is explaining to me what’s going on in a mixture of French and German. That seems to be the norm here, and I slip into it too as I speak with him.

I comment at one point that something he just said sounded more like how people talk in movies than in real life—or dreams, I add. Because I do know it’s a dream by now, although I’m not sure just when the realization hit me. But I’m going along with it because it looks like some interesting and possibly important things are going on here.

Unusually for a lucid dream, it was difficult to remember much of what happened—some details stood out, but a lot of it just blurred together. The man I’ve been talking to seems to be in charge and has us carry out different tasks, and give answers to questions. I seem to be apart from the others somehow, involved, but playing a different role.

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I got off a subway train and followed the crowd. I got to a place where there were several little restaurants where you could eat (still underground). I ended up talking to this attractive woman (don't recall how that started). I had this vague feeling that I could control this world and the people within. As usual, all the symptoms of lucidity without actual lucidity. Knowing I could do whatever the hell I wanted, I started making out with the woman. Because I wanted it, she wanted it. Then I woke up.

Fragment 1:
I was on a quick and easy trip to my friend in Canada's house because I sang the jingle of a delivery company. After that, I talked to her, finally compared our heights in person (she is 5 inches shorter than me), and entered her house. INCEST EVERYWHERE. Not even joking. Family members doing it on counter tops, couches, the floor, at least one couple per room, sometimes gay couples! It was very foggy outside her house.

Fragment 2:
I was at school, trying to stop something from happening. I then noticed that the palm of my hand was twice as long as it usually is, and then decided to make an arm grow out of the bottom half with the top half being the new arm's hand.

Don't recall any predream rituals or bedtime conditions this night, I've been working a lot of overtime lately so my note taking habits have taken a hit

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So it started being in a big house/mansion hybrid with a lot of rooms, and a lot of gate-like structures where I could see my mom's 8 pets + a huge zoo of pets that I didn't know at all. Suddenly time seemed to shift a few times where I caught glimpses of these pets, then all of a sudden a dinosaur raptor showed up and started destroying rooms. At this point I recall feeling anxiety as I feared for my pets getting hurt or killed.

I remember feeling myself boomerang in and out of lucidity and I finally crawled into myself on the floor feet on the ground, and I tried to imagine my dream body move instead of my real body, and was guiding my attention to my thoughts exhaustively until it was my dream body rising up from the balled up position to standing up straight. I became fully lucid. At this point I remember following the dinosaur in these dream glimpse sequences, then eventually I somehow made my way into a room which revealed the outer part of the structure I was in, and the sun shined as I NOTICED THAT THIS IS A HUGE MANSION/CRUISE and it looks great out and that hostile feeling from before seemed to subside.

I looked to my left and see a beautiful woman who looks to be a mom.. of sorts So I walked up to her slapped her with my dong and had her perform oral on me.. and I yelled at her and said "STOP EATING MY FUCKING PETS", and sooner or late, time seemed to shift and boat seemed to be broken on our side and that hostile feeling seemed to come back. So I pushed her right into the ocean, just .. right away, she floated away half-naked, screaming for help and then I woke up.

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7/10

Pretty good lucid, better vividity as well, the lady was fun
The hostile feeling kind of sucked while combined with pet anxiety

Created Monday 18 June 2018

Got a WILD to note. There was more, though that cat's interruption made recollection of such slip away.

Dream 1 - Function Without Form

WILD transition in bed, which I confirmed through simple hand gestures. This state soon collapsed. Reentry two minutes later, and repeat. In my third try, I roll off the bed and into the void. I floated around aimlessly for a bit, before purposefully diving further down.

Eventually, I arrived over a snowfilled hillside, a dawn sun concealed by clouds. Once near the ground, I made a hard turn forward, quickly covering a good distance until I landed. There was a cozy log hut nearby, bright light emanating from within. As I approached it, the environment deteriorated into the artificial, blocky likeness of Minecraft. Tactless, but I didn't let that bother me. Either way, that might've explained why I was suddenly assaulted by the zombies and skeletons from said game. I charged strait towards the largest hills, yelling and flailing like a poorly imitated Bruce Lee along the way. Any undead in my path were instantly broken apart.

Next, I thought to summon my guide, E, imagining that she'd appear on my outstretched (blocky) arms, to no effect. I then tried transforming into a Spellforged Guardian, which I imagined would give me iridescent, ceramic skin. I changed instantly. But, instead of getting the intended form, I was morphed into Megaman X. This similarly appeared blocky, until I focused on my hands, which, contrasting the environment, quickly took a lifelike shape. As a test, I fired sparkling energy from each of my palms. These blasts were surprisingl destructive given how little effort they took to fire, blowing away huge swaths of the hillsides without any signs of stopping As per the contest, I tried doing likewise through my breath, but that didn't work.

A distinct jingle then sounded in the background. I managed a few more shots before the dream collapsed.

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I went to bed pretty early and must have been asleep by 8 or 8:30 P M. There was no annoying noise.

(ZZZ)

Round 1 of dreams. The first time I woke up, I thought I was already on round 3 or 4 of dreams. But I wasn't. I forgot a lot in the beginning. Some, I originally remembered, but after RBFA, didn't re-remember.

I do remember reading from a book. Then these 2 guys were reading from it. "That's total hypnosis," they said, in a critical voice. They both had very white, straight teeth. They started pretending to be holding a magical staff. Apparently, they hypnotized themselves so well that magical staffs materialized in their hands. I think one was red orange with a bulb at the end. They did some other magic that I forgot.

I forgot the other parts of round 1 of dreams. My brain is definitely cloudier lately, and my only guess is that I made a dietary change. Cooking my kale instead of having it raw, due to thyroid concern. I also ate more brown rice the last few days so maybe the carbs are clouding my mind. It might also be stresses or worries of my life situations. I hope my mind becomes clearer again soon.

(ZZZ)

Round 2 of dreams. I remember hang gliding somewhere near some caves. I think we went in the caves, too. There were parts I initially remembered, but couldn't re-remember after RBFA.

I remember a part where I was driving in a parking lot. I some how one wheel fell off to the side, and I was afraid I'd landed it in a ditch. But, I managed to turn the wheel and make it jump back out. That's very dream like but I didn't notice.

Then I got to a black metal gate. Luckily it opened, so I could drive through it. There was a woman there, who I think had a child. I think she was asking for directions but I forgot the detail of that.

Some more stuff happened that I forgot. But I remember we got to the parking lot of the local food store. I remember a big delivery truck was open in the back and delivering a bunch of those 10 gallon jugs of water. My dad was telling someone else that they should buy one directly from the truck driver.

I remember going into the store and getting some things. I was looking for a gallon of water. I forgot what kind. I saw that some were labeled "distilled" and that sounded like a good idea, but it wasn't what I had set out to get. Also the prices were like $2.73. A lot for a gallon of water.

When I was at the register buying everything, a woman told me I wouldn't have enough on my car. 'That's not fair!' I thought. But it turned out I had more than enough. I also had some cash in my wallet. Some fives or singles, and two twenties. One old twenty and one newer one. Since I had more than enough money, I gave the woman the newer twenty dollar bill. She was an older woman.

I let those go to RBFA as well.

(ZZZ)

Round 3 of dreams. My brain was still pretty foggy by the time I woke from these but I got better recall than the last round.

I remember this part where I was filling out some charts. There was a teacher giving instructions, like, "one, up, one, down..." and I would write a number one, then an up arrow, a number one, then a down arrow... I also made a cloud and some other shapes in various boxes. When I zoomed out, it made a graph.

That became a video game. It was a side scroller similar to Mega Man Z X. At first, I was playing on a low level.

Next, I re-started the level. Still on a low level to begin with. Some how there was a glitch and a giant version of one of the regular enemies appeared... But there was another glitch that I had this "spinning top" move that made me take no damage while slowly whittling away at the big beast. Eventually, I defeated it, and gained like a million E X P. It was a big dark blue thing. I was on a slanted level.

I watched myself level up, in amazement. It reminded me of the time I used the 500000 something multiplier for E X P in pokemon myster dungeon. I defeated one Shellos and stood there watching Bulbasaur level up all the way to 99.

My Mega Man Z X character got above level 50. I watched these enhancements rapidly appear on his suit. He got some kind of motorcycle or other vehicle, and an awesome sword.

I think there was something about going up to the clouds. And then arguing with a woman over whether I was allowed to use those powers... I forgot the basis of the argument. But it was something adversarial or antagonistic.

RBFA.

(ZZZ)

Round 4? of dreams.

I remember something about scrambling to find a bowl. I was in the kitchen. We had the clear bowls but then the first one on the stack was dad's white one. I didn't want to use it but I was in a hurry. I think when I looked away and looked back, the bowls had switched position, but I didn't become lucid from that.

I remember being in the big food store near the bank that I go to... To get spinach and kale. I was near the bags of spinach and kale, checking the expiration dates. They seemed different than they would be in waking life, but I didn't get lucid just yet. One said May 34. 'They must have meant to write June 4,' I thought. There was a store clerk I think I remember. The other dates made me take a closer look but I didn't get lucid... Yet!

I remmeber having a dream of flying over a beach. I gradually became lucid during it. I think it was supposed to be like a video game. I was shooting at these green crab-like things from the sky. Before fully realizing it was a dream, I blasted one right before it got to its crab hole. Once I became more lucid, I cast a red heart-shaped body of energy over the crab hole. This was to heal them and make friends instead of destroying them to make enemies. I remember waking up briefly after that and thinking it through. I might have even rolled over to the other side before falling back to sleep. RBFA.

(ZZZ)

Round 5? of dreams.

I remember seeing a woman dressed in a blue uniform. Not like a police officer but just a blue uniform. She was waiting for a ride in front of my house. I remember she sat on this big boulder that's not there in waking life. I felt bad, like maybe she would want a chair. Eventually, a man, also in a blue uniform, pulled up accross the road. He was in a red jeep. She got in and they drove away. I wondered if it was my business anyway, whether or not the woman got a chair to sit in.

I might have had another brief awakening after that, or between others of these dreams. I remember waking up in a dream, as the phone was ringing. It was around the afternoon. 'Wow, I slept in!' I thought. My dad was at the door. "It's a call for you." The caller I D said "Nathaniel Branden". I thought it was my friend from Texas... I already had a phone in my room, so dad didn't have to bring that to my room. Anyway, I think I answered. I must have thought about dream recall somewhere along the line.

I forgot some middle parts of these dreams.

I remember my sister was sad. She had opened a giant cube of chicken bullion and some was sanded off the top. She was sad because someone had already made a thing of chicken broth, so she had opened it for no reason. "Why don't you just make another thing of chicken broth, and freeze it?" I suggested. I remember the pot of chicken broth was on the top shelf in a cabinet. I also remember drinking a cup and chewing on some carrots and other vegetables. It tasted good.

In these next parts the context was that I was sleeping at my nana's. My mom and dad lived in nana's room. So did my sister and I. I had a mattress on the floor near her fire place. There were lots of other guests staying in the house. J R and C were living in the red room. I figured my Aunt C was in her room. I had dreams within this dream and referred to this context as "waking life" and the dreams within it as where I was getting lucid. That was how it shifted my mind.

Anyway, I was laying on my mattress, thinking about my previous dreams, when my mom walked by. She plugged in some kind of loud hair iron and it made lots of noise. "What's that?" I asked. "Don't complain to your mother!" She said, or something else scolding like that. First of all, I can complain to whoever the F I want. Second of all, I wasn't complaining, just asking. But if I was complaining, ain't nothin' wrong with it!!! Anyway, that part ended.

Between scenes of these dreams I remember returning to my dream bed. Within the dream layer 1 thing, I was laying on my right side, just like my physical body was. Except, I had severe sleep paralysis. I started to hear sounds that sounded like my sister being tortured... And wanted to help. I figured it was an attack by misunderstood entities, not physical, so i wanted to astral project out and defend her. However, I was frozen. I was "physically" frozen as well as my astral body being totally stuck. I tried to relax, and felt more misunderstood, but seemingly ominous feelings. Eventually I relaxed enough that I fell asleep in layer 1.

I had a false awakening in layer 2. My sister was showing me a card she had designed. It had a character drawn and colored in red and gold. At the bottom of the card were some box letters that I can't quite put into words. But they caught my attention. "I wrote those letters because when you look at them that way, you will be cursed with nightmares," she said. I didn't know layer 2 was a dream yet... 'Why would she do that to me?!' I thought.

I popped back into the dream of sleep paralysis in layer 1. 'Oh! That was a dream, too.' I thought. The misunderstood sounds and ominous feelings returned. I also got the feeling that I was gonna be stuck in this dream for some misunderstood reason, which led to feeling fear. I tried to relax, after realizing my layer 1's "astral body" was still stuck... And decided to just re-play my dreams in my mind.

Eventually, I "fell asleep" in layer 1, and had another "false awakening" in layer 2. Because I had been thinking about my previous dreams, a laptop materialized in front of me which had the outline of my dream journal entry all typed up. I didn't stop to think that I hadn't really typed anything yet.

Then this white-grey, misunderstood entity type of guy appeared to my left. He said he was here to "get me" or something like that. I felt him get me in like a bear hug and start taking me somewhere. 'Ahh! He's taking me to be tortured!' I thought. I tried to resist.

I felt really scared. Whatever this entity was, I was really misunderstanding him. My fear drove me to attempt to call on a religious name instead of attempt to dialogue with the entity. So, I called the religious name I could think of, which I associated some some ability to rescue me. Sure enough, I was delivered to a church type of place. I regretted calling on the religious name, since I knew for me it was a fear-based decision, and I missed an opportunity to get to know whatever "shadow" part of myself was arising.

There were some religious people up in the front. There were some quotes on the wall which I forgot. Friendly snakes and mice were going around. There didn't seem to be any negative connotation with the snakes. I did see one chase down a mouse who was running down its hole, and suck up the mouse, to eat it. It was just nature, though.

I went up near the throne thing and there were 3 people there. I knew I needed the bathroom. So I asked one guy who seemed to be in charge, if he could come with me back to "layer 1" (which I thought was physical world) so I could use the bath room, then take me back to the dream.

I boil had developed on the underside of my left big toe. It was a big bubble of skin and it hurt to walk on. The guy up front said, "That's your Inner Child." It made sense to me. I thought it was more of the psychic spell that I had been put under, and would be on my body back in layer 1 as well, which I thought was layer 0. Anyway, I headed back towards the bathroom...

As soon as I left the church place, the Misunderstood returned. I was kind of glad because I'd get another chance to try to understand and accept them. I felt the Misunderstood start to try to physically restrain me, and thought of a way to show the Misunderstood some acceptance. It worked. I woke up after we interacted a little bit. It was a friendly interaction once I chose to try accepting it. It was kind of personal so I will leave that part out of the public dream journal entry, but suffice to say, it was very constructive. I realized the number one thing I want to do if I get lucid is to ask for help "talking, trusting, feeling and remembering." I think "talking, trusting and feeling" is the ultimate experience for me, so that will be my ultimate dream goal for now on.


I was able to stay still for a while after waking up and recall the dream in good detail. After that, I couldn't sleep any more. It was 7:45 A M by the time I got up, which is great. It means I slept a lot. And sleeping a lot is good!!!

Created Saturday 16 June 2018

Got two DILDs to note, plus some fragments.

Scrap Group 1
A clip from a sci-fi movie, I think? An experiment going horribly wrong?

False awakening. I overheard the others up and about in the middle of the night. A few of them said highly unlikely things (namely, conversations about non-Hebrew deities). Although I identified as much, I was too tired to get anything done.

Dream 1 - Shadow Trial

The visuals were slightly blurred. I was entering a highschool. Reasoned there must've been some fundraiser event occurring inside. A noticeboard in front gave a curious indication of Eddie (from Guilty Gear) making an appearance, giving me all the more reason to proceed.

I spent a good while floating through the hallways. Along the way, I passed by the lunchroom, where a massive queue had formed. Whatever was inside must've been good, though I wasn't up for keeping still. And yet, somehow, I stumbled into the food prep area. Seemed there was a good variety of baked goods. The workfolk got wary of my presence, so I hurried out.

A while later, I ended up in a poorly lit open area in the upper floor (an empty storage room or attic, perhaps?). Got spontaneously lucid. So, from the shadows, I summoned Eddie, who first appeared in the likeness of Zato-1 (his host in the above-mentioned game) before taking his monstrous form. I wanted the creature to follow, only, he required my doing something for him first. Namely, that I endure a trial of survival. To start, the Forbidden Beast conjured a field of giant shadowy drills from the ground. Some lucky maneuvering let me avoid them all. After that, the hazards melted into black liquid. Wherever I turned, geysers erupted in sequence to bar my path. I rushed past these to higher ground.

The dream collapsed soon after. Made a DEILD attemtpt, though I lost consciousness two minutes later.

Dream 2 - Telekinetic Reprisal and Orange Metal Plated Vest

The visuals were slightly blurred. I was in a condo suite during daytime, the place appearing well furnished and organized. On a desk in one of the corners was a decades old computer system. The tenants there, two retired women in casual wear, had hired me as an electronics repair man. These weren't kindly old ladies, but rather, a pair of overbearing bitter shrews, caustic sarcasm spewed out with little provocation. It wouldn't have been too terrible, had they not placed obstructive (if not impossible) mandates towards when, where, and how I worked. Any screwups (inevitable, given the conditions) were met with increasingly disparaging remarks ("I could do better than that" was common), and, I'm sure, pay cuts.

Once at wit's end, I finally got aware. I promptly made my way out, thinking and blurting out that the above task wasn't at all fun. Woulda left things as it was, had not one of those hags made some smartass comment (don't remember, but it really got under my skin). In retaliation, I severed a few of their belongings with telekinesis, then used the same power to (harmlessly) hurl the two old bats at the ceiling.

Next, I ran off to a nearby stairway. I shrunk myself to bug sized, and hid out for a while. Figured the women would call the cops, and indeed, I did hear commotion relating to such, though I never saw it. When the coast was clear, I (literally) climbed up the stairway. As I did, a woman and her daughter passed by. I kept behind the railing, and though the girl noticed, her attempts to convey as much were met with disbelief from her mother.

After that, I walked through a balcony-hallway, my size concurrently restored to normal. There, I met up with various family members, of whom I identified mom, my brother Arthur, and nephew Hussein. The group commented about a man in a "metal plated orange vest", who they claimed was very dangerous. When asked, they indicated that he was just further down the balcony across us. I flew towards there, but got lost in thought. Things destabilized, and the dream collapsed.

Date of Dream: SAT 16 JUN - 2018



Dream No. 355 - Separated Sections

Dream 355 A - An Anti-Lucid Mind (Lucid Dream 20)
I don't remember much of this dream. From where I do remember, I was at some unknown area which was half way between a suburb and an accommodation complex. Something minorly bad happened, I forgot what specifically, and so I started calling out for Dreamy WB. In some part of the dream, Mr H was there and instructing a bunch of girls but I forgot what for.

At one stage, I'm walking down the footpath and I randomly look down and count my fingers, seeing six of them. I have this feeling of awareness about me but as soon as this happens, the dream tries to fade out on me. I realised this and I also realised I wasn't finished, and so to take action, I said to the dreamscape, “Fine! I'll stop being lucid... You stupid dream”. That action worked, causing the dream not to fade anymore, so I didn't switch my awareness off for nothing.

So then I went back to obliviously calling for Dreamy WB. It took a huge effort as I called a massive number of times and nothing happened. Eventually though, my persistence paid off and she came walking the opposite way down the street to meet me. I have forgotten her exact appearance in the dream but she was accurately clean. She had a casual outfit on and her hair was in either a pigtail or braided style. She hugged me and that's all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 355 B - My Brother's New Friend
The dream started with the whole family being in some unknown suburb. My brother had made a new friend from university and his name was Troy (Troy doesn't exist in real life), he had a similar resemblance to my brother's real life friend RK. Although my brother would speak to Troy, I would speak to him more.

We were driving him back to sleep at our house. Now my mum was nowhere to be seen and in my dad's car, it was my dad and brother in the front, and Troy and I in the back. Troy and I got a long really well and we were talking so much to each other in the back seat. For the whole dream though, my dad was angry at me and didn't want a bar of anything to do with me. I would talk and my dad would constantly complain and tell me off.

We all ended up at a petrol station to get fuel for the car. My dad and brother went in to get the fuel, Troy stayed in the car and I went to check out this shelf of goods that was outside right next to the servo front door. I was so amazed at the products on this shelf. There were these bags of chips, the bags were literally as big as a full human body. And then there was this sausage shaped deli cheese that I remember from the 90s. My brother and dad walked out of the servo and I urged them to come to the shelf. My dad ignored me but my brother reluctantly came. I told him, “That's the cheese we used to have at Baka's!”.

The next dream scene was back at our house. I walked into the kitchen to see my mum and say hello to her. My dad walked in and my mum saw that she was angry and so she asked him why. He complained about me for the whole car trip although I didn't do anything wrong. That's all I can remember about this dream.




Dream Tasks
- Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? No)
- Investigate where my SML postage has gone (Achieved? No)
- Reach the Gyeongbokgung Palace (Achieved? Partially)
- Have Dreamy WB or Murray go to console an upset dream character (Achieved? No)
- In accordance to the "shared dreaming experiment" proceed on locating the moon (Achieved? No)



Dream 355: Results (Competition #4)

355 A
Competition Night: 15
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Lucid
Dream Guide: Dreamy WB
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

355 B
Competition Night: 15
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 17.0
Calculation Details:
- First Lucid Of The Night (10.0)
- Was Introduced via DILD (5.0)
- Summon Dream Guide: Non-Lucid (1.0)
- Full Non-Lucid Dream: 355 B (1.0)


+ Previous Total: 58.0
Total Accumulated Points: 75.0

Just a bunch of fragments and a brief DILD in between.

Log 1142 - Flooded Ruins Simulation, Fleas, Demon Competition, Tiny DILD, New Jersey, Internet Jumble, and Mad Engineer Scraps
Created Thursday 14 June 2018

Scrap Group 1
False awakening. I was floating in a flooded room within the ruins of an ancient stone structure. While trying to sleep again, a whirlpool began dragging me to the depths. I clung on to loose stones, and pulled myself back to the surface. Later, various other figures appeared. One man in particular claimed this was all a video game simulation of his making. He made note of various rules, down to even the amount of points a player could get for cannibalism.

False awakening in bed. I'm all itchy. I find that I was infested with fleas, much to my frustration.

At home in the dead of night. Two dark-grey skinned demons arrived, a male and female. They speak of a less-than-friendly competition between each other, something about helping as many people as possible within a span of time. I flew after one of them, though I'm not sure if I was following or pursuing them.

At a restaurant with a lady. Got aware. I shrunk myself, which somehow got me on her shoulder. Some unlikely mishap resulted in my getting eaten by her. The dream collapsed.

Riding around in New Jersey with family, passing through on our way further north. We decide to visit some relatives there, even if it was a bit of a detour. Had some trouble filling up gas?

At home. Noticed the router was in the downstairs bedroom. What's more, a LAN line was connected directly to the computer there. None of this affected my own connection whatsoever.

I was given first person perspective of a recently graduated engineer. It seemed his connections (especially his former professors) were unwilling to give a good word for him during his job searches. Driven to vengeful mania, he jimmies up some chemical bomb drones, which he sends out to assault and outright murder some of said professors (plus collateral). The madman then fled to the border, and hides out for the rest of his life in rural Mexico. Goddamn, son...

Log 1143 - False Awakening and Supermarket Browsing and Fight Scraps
Created Friday 15 June 2018

Scrap Group 1
False awakening in a different bedroom

Shopping in a supermarket at night. There's an aisle for TTRPGs, which included new D&D material. One of said books had a mount-focused Paladin subclass, the summoned creature taking the form of a giant walking head. Furthermore, this feature allowed both rider and mount to become gargantuan sized. Later, in the parking lot, a ripped shirtless dude picks a fight with me. The match ends in a standstill. As a reward, the guy teaches me how to do a proper German Suplex, which he demonstrated first on a teddy bear, then (harmlessly) with some hapless kid.

Morning of June 15, 2018. Friday.



In my dream, I am in a mostly undefined setting of which cannot be determined to be indoors or outdoors, though it does not have the typical essence of bilocation. It seems near late morning. I am involved in adding to an ongoing model and story about a journey by sea, though the features of this model sit on the picnic table or hover in the air slightly above it when implied to be within the ocean depths. Other people seem to be present watching and listening to my narration, but I do not actually see anyone else.

The ship seems to be a schooner, sailing from left to right in my view. I talk about the dangers that might be encountered. I slowly add an unrealistic number of rocks. The model schooner is about four inches in length.

As my dream nears its end, I add more and more squid, which hover in the air (though implied to be below the ocean’s surface in this model) which are slightly bigger than the ship. A couple of them roll up (left to right) and transform into snails that continue to hover in the air in the seascape’s implied depths. I slowly become aware that I am dreaming and had been non-lucidly testing vestibular system correlation, which I have been doing more of in my dreams in the last few months. (This correlates with another recent dream with different autosymbolism based on the same dynamics, where a solid pipe became a hose, and the eardrum was represented as a hissing valve I “popped”, more related to the illusory “ears” of the dream self.)

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The majority of my dreams since early childhood have vestibular system correlation autosymbolism of several different types. (This includes flying, falling, hovering, and rising dreams, which are unrelated to waking life, despite the multitude of people who continue to propagate falsehoods about “symbolism” without understanding that dreams are autosymbolic.)

Although this could be considered an extension of the usual water induction process, there is no water present (though WLWS is implied). It additionally includes the hovering factor of vestibular system correlation as well as the visual rendering (by way of the virtuous circle effect of developing a deeper and deeper understanding of dreams and clarity of mind stemming from both lucid and non-lucid dream control).

The vestibular system correlation is represented by the transformation of squid into snail and visual analogies to the inner ear; that is, semicircular canals, vestibular nerve, and cochlea.

What little waking life relevance (always literal) is present is based on my youngest son’s friends recently to leave the region on an oceangoing yacht, where they have otherwise lived for a long time.

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