lucid

Afternoon of May 22, 2018. Tuesday.



I am hovering above a scene of Ursula (from the “Little Mermaid” movie, though she appears as a “real” person instead of a cartoon). She seems to have been enslaved to work in a factory (on land and owned by humans), which looks like it involves capping bottles in a circular system of levers and a rotating mechanism she is strapped within (as she rotates horizontally as well). Even though she seems to be at the mercy of whoever runs the factory, she laughs weirdly, “Huh huh HA ha…,” and seems cheerful, and continues to work.

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This short surreal dream was influenced by seeing a “robot fail” video with a robot hand failing at its task of picking up bottles. An additional influence was from the typical water induction (though no water body occurs here) as a fictitious sea denizen as an octopus woman, which also has an association with our youngest daughter’s sticker books and coloring books as such.

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Went to bed at 11:30 PM, ended up doing a short 15 minute WBTB, experimented with playing a game of 2048 on my phone to wake up the logical centers of the brain a little, but not too much, as I needed to get back to bed.

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The dream began with me in the bedroom of my apartment, I assumed that I had just awoken, I had checked my front door to see that it was open.. I'm typically a freak about locking my doors, so this wouldn't happen normally. I then checked my back door by the den and noticed that the door was partly open... weird. One other detail I noticed was that the doors were seemingly doubled in thickness.. as if there were 2 doors.. as 1 door. I walked back to my front door to confirm that detail when I decided to do the phone time reality check, and sure enough I didn't even have to look away and look back, the text was all jumbled to hell. the excitement rushed in as I realized I was dreaming, great fucking deductions I thought, my lucid dreaming practice in RL in paying off, and this reality check is proving to be pretty solid.

Shortly after I finished boasting to myself, I closed my eyes on accident... and panicked a little at the possibility of squandering this lucid dream I earned, I appeared at the front of a long line inside of some coffee shop. It seemed as if I had already ordered??? I then remembered something that Daniel Love had mentioned in his book for dream stability, which was to vocalize everything you are doing to ground yourself in your dream reality. So I pulled my wallet out - "I'm pulling my wallet out" (saying all of this like an idiot in front of the big line and the cashier), then I started taking money out of my wallet - "I'm getting my money out of my wallet", it seemed to sort of help extend me further than my last short lucid, then she took my money and the dream completely collapsed.

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Lucid Streak - 2

It seems the vocalizing of the actions is a valid technique, but I think I need to focus first on my other senses and perhaps feel my hands or touch stuff, after the fact, it almost feels like it was a non lucid dream. Maybe I am just getting a crazy impulsive tunnel vision, instead of just looking at things and observing detail but rather just filtering a lot of things out and essentially just riding the excitement until I hit an overflow and just wake up. It also feels like this occurred closer to the end of REM phase, not sure though.

Dream Incubation -

For my next lucid dream I want to recreate the floor of the hotel I was in with my project manager, and also recreate the scene of me and her walking back from the elevators to our rooms and where she expressed her griefs about the project we were out for.

The goal is to make a move on her in a very controlled and aware manner (so I can enjoy it), after completing this, as a wish list action item, I will attempt to fly out of her window and explore the city.

There I found myself, outside of my mom's house, whom I no longer live with. Guided by irrational thought, I went ahead with it and broke into my mom's house through the window aside the front door.

Then I seemed to skip forward in time and was sitting inside a version of the living room, watching TV all lazily on the couch. I remember feeling like someone was there with me, but then my eye was caught by a small moving object on the floor, it was what looked like a small rock that had a leaf on top and I justified to myself that the leaf was it's hair, and that it was living. But after seeing it move more.. I decided to use my reality check that I'd been incorporating into my daily life(phone time check / text check) and upon glancing at my phone's screen, the numbers were all jumbled with no proper formatting and in that moment I knew I was dreaming

I immediately got up from my seat, walked up to the TV, then everything got extremely blurry and I got overwhelmed, I then woke up.

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Looks like I need to work on my stabilization, I got quickly overwhelmed and it seemed to just spiral me out of the dream..

I was in walmart and had a recent altercation with another customer there. As I am about to walk out of the store a employee stop me and said I needed to come inside for a talk. I thought to myself, maybe I should just leave and not waste my time. But instead upon seeing I had no car park outside in the middle of the night. I thought it was best to give time to the situation.

He leads me to the room to where I can see the customer that I assaulted. He ask me questions with the idea that he thought I'd be going for the path of lies. But instead I disrupt his speech and explained the truth. He understands and we begin to speak about other things that I possess no memory of now. After the confrontation, I leave the store and now return outside. I still have no car in my environment and the desire to move became stronger.

The dream scene went in to a state of constant change, to where there would be a one way road among a large field, then a one way road to a rocky mountain, many new things continue to change in till I could no longer drive to the end of the road and the scene would change to another. It was in till the dream scene had change to a place I was familiar with. It was an island named Dominica. I got off the vehicle that I could not see which had the power to change environments.

Once I got off and took my bags I felt lucidity hit me. I was aware and amaze with the environment and how it look. I went towards the pink house that seemed to float perfectly balance on the ocean of no where. I could see the island not far from where I was. I then see another me hanged up on top of the roof. When I look closer it was like a toy version of me. The toy me was shirtless and attach to the roof. I examined it further and then woke up.

It's 6:46pm. I'm already kinda tired. I'm gonna get off the computer early and get to bed.

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Now it's 12:54 AM and I couldn't get back to sleep. I probably slept 7:30 to 12 which is 4-5 hours, with one time waking up, in between. Then I woke up with some dreams to recall around 12. I felt tired so tried to just use a tag book method but ended up being unable to sleep. Kinda fidgety and something on my mind.

So I got up to write the dreams! I think the earliest was something about how I went all the way to the far reaches of the Earth to find safety. When I got there, we were a few feet deep in the ocean, at the shore. There were a few African people saying this was the furthest that any civilization reached. I thought about going further out into that Ocean but they told me that no civilizations existed until making a nearly full circle around the Earth, to the other side of the continent we were on. I forgot everything they said but it felt safe, like I would be okay. It was day time. The water was blue.

I remember a thing with my sister. But it's kind of vague. Something with a piece of paper. Not sure.

I remember a thing in my Nana's living room.

I remember backing up my car in the drive way at my current house. But not being able to line it up in the spot. I was thinking of the "atman self" which I don't know what that is. But something about how the self is okay. I was also thinking how MGM is wrong as I drove. Then I backed up past my drive way and into the road. This made my car go near a pack of 3 cars in the street.

I guess there was some kind of stand off and none of us could go around each other. This ended up resulting in M R being hand cuffed and taken to jail. I remember the dream showing M R hand cuffed, but noticing that it wasn't at the wrist. Actually only his pointer finger tips were put through the hand cuffs. He adjusted his hands to find a comfortable fit but I guess he could take them out any time.

There was another part with these brown desert rocks. Two explorers walked through them. T, the manager from the second restaurant I worked at, was there. I remember walking accross this rock thing and then into a vat of something as part of the exploration. Not quite sure but I was delighted when even a small detail of this came to mind.

There was another part which I will call Winnie the Pooh and DBZ too. Because it was a mix of characters. Goku was getting ready for battle and there were other characters, too. But then I think Winnie the Pooh was coloring Super Saiyan Goku's hair yellow. And it was done by hand.

There was someone else on Goku's team. As well as Buu. Buu was wearing the costume he had when he absorbed Piccolo and a few other DBZ characters, with the black and gold shoulder pad things. I remember drawing those or seeing them drawn in the dream.

Then there was a drawing of Winnie the Pooh with some darker markers over yellow. And then doing the eyes by not coloring over where they would go, and putting dots there.

I will double check the tag-book for anything else but I think that was it. Now I'm gonna do a few things until I get sleepy.

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Okay, I just did some reading and posting on WOLD forum. Then got sleepy. Its only 1:46 AM so if I start sleeping now, I'll be able to get enough hours by morning.

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Finally got back to sleep. Had to lay there a while. I found myself listening to a phone meeting of WA. One woman was saying how she doesn't do a lot of outreach. She just reaches within herself. She does a lot of healthy habits and doesn't take a lot of phone calls. Kind of just takes care of herself.

Then there was a thing with 3 black dogs, and petting them. One woman said something about how severe the cannibalism is. Then she pet the dogs a lot. I went to pet the dogs too because it seemed to be the only relief from the pain of knowing about the cannibalism. It seemed as I pet the dogs, I felt okay again.

Then I was on my computer, in my room.

I started to feel sleepy, and got up to go to bed. I figured I had not been able to get to sleep the second time I tried, and got back up again, which was what I almost thought would happen after laying there so long. When I tried to close my computer, the screen was really zoomed in. I couldn't find anything.

I got up, I think still hearing someone talking. Something about the lap top screen made me think to do a finger palm test, so I did. Sure enough, my finger went through. I was really surprised and wondered if it was possible it could still be waking life. But then I did a finger palm test and there was a big "DZZZT" and the room flashed red. Scary!

One more finger palm test and this time my finger went through with no DZZZT thing. The air conditioner was on. I wondered if this was in my physical window. I couldn't use my eye sight, but I could find the buttons by feel and turn it off. The button on the left lowered it a few settings, but the button on the right turned it off. I wonder if that was before I did the finger palm test, and part of the dream sign that prompted me to check. Not sure.

Anyway I felt fear, like I needed to escape the house. I heard some kind of bang. I put my hands together in a gun position with my fingers poking out, and went around the corners of the walls like a detective. Then I pointed down the stairs and pretended to fire, but nothing happened. I just made my own little "pop" sound.

I flew and got to the ceiling above the stairs. Tried to phase through it by becoming totally ghost-like but it was solid. I really tried to believe it, but it was solid. There was pencil hand writing up there in some spots.

I bravely finished my flight down and landed with a gentle sound, careful not to alert anyone. My original plan was to get out through the front door, but when I got there, I saw that there was a crazy indoor lock on it. Some white oval thing. Went to the living room.

Passed by the little space between the living room and where the hall sees through to the kitchen. Mom and Dad were there. I forgot what they were doing. Maybe making food. Nothing scary.

That was really it. I woke up, and recalled it, surprised and relieved I had gotten to sleep.

Now it's 2:59 AM so I must have like 5-6 hours of sleep by now. Still time to get more by morning.

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Okay. I had some more dreams. One was of being on a computer. I was in my current house a lot in the beginnings of these.

I might have got lucid at some point in those earlier dreams. I woke up from them very, very groggy, with little recall. I remember also dreaming of a leak coming from my back pack. It was a water or milk gallon. I had to take it out and clean up. There was a lot of recycle to take out. I didn't know what to do with it. I thought I'd missed the weekly recycle pick-up and now I'd be stuck with all this recycle. I thought of putting it in the closet but that seemed full in my mind.

Somewhere in there was a Pokemon battle part. There were different levels like 29, 39, 6, etc. I had a two headed dragon Pokemon on the right side of my screen, showing only one head. But when I clicked it, both heads came into the game and did a big lightning attack. It had a name which I forgot.

Then R came to my house and other people had been coming. And he said it was his house. I forgot who the other people who arrived were. But he was beginning to play the kind of music they play at college drinking parties. I was wondering how I'd sleep through this. Maybe find a subreddit to vent.

There was something with various people there I knew. Then this part where police officers came. They had guns. I was supposed to take a gun. 'Where am I gonna put this, my pocket?' I thought. But when I looked, I had a hip holster thing on my right side of my pants.

I looked at the other police officer's guns to make sure the safety was set properly. It was, with the little switch in the "up" position.

I was supposed to get out of the house without getting shot by someone in the house. So I was ready to use a metal shield and try to get past the line of fire and out the front door.

I got outside after a little while. Someone who looked like the guy who player Boromir (I'll call him B) jumped 6 feet or so and landed in a somersault in some squishy mud. "Does that count as a jump around here?" He asked. He had been unable to quit smoking.

We drove somewhere. I had a smoking problem too in this dream I guess because there was this pipe in front of me. I guess I was remembering how I got addicted. (I haven't smoked anything in 4.5+ years) There was also a gallon of water in front of me.

The pipe fell and my Dad, who was driving, reached to the seat in front of me and caught it. I guess so it didn't start a fire. We pulled in to the driveway of a house we were going to another party at. I smelled smoke, but it was theirs. I think I was back to my non-smoking self.

3 kids were smoking on the front steps of that house. "Let 'em have it," said my Dad. He rolled down the passenger side window and I yelled a mean word, then, "Please stop smoking!" Or something like that. I felt the mean word would make them not receptive to the other part and thought maybe I won't say that part next time.

The 3 of them approached the car, looking ready to fight. I had a giant toilet paper roll and a 1.5 foot steak knife with a 6-8 inch wide blade.

JDF had his left hand in his pocket. I wondered what he had, a gun? I knew I didn't have that, but I decided not to even bring the knife. I went out of the car with my hands clearly showing. The 3 guys from the steps had all come over, angry, but with no smokes.

I apologized about the mean word. JDF and I ended up fighting. He grabbed my hands and squeezed. There was a damage chart that went from 0 to 150. Somehow I got my hands to the outside, and squeezed his hands. They cracked a little and the damage chart (white background, black text) went to 150. I let go of his hands and the 3 of them dissappeared.

I think that's when I woke up. M R might have been in this dream. Alot went unremembered what with my groggy brain. So from 2:59 AM, I had got up around 5:30 AM, meaning I slept about 1.5-2 more hours. Putting me from 5-6 to 7-8 hours of sleep. Its already a little light out, but I'll still try for more more sleep cycle. Now it's 6:06 AM and I'm in the 7-8 hours of sleep range. Gonna go for one more sleep cycle.

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Didn't get to sleep but remembered one more detail when meditating. With the air conditioner, I was considering pulling the plug, but I was afraid that it would cause a spark, to do it with the unit still running. But that was because the button wouldn't work yet. Also I felt the cool air coming from the vents. If a dream detail like that can come out of seemingly no-where, doesn't that mean the rest are all somewhere, too?

Created Sunday 20 May 2018

Various things to note, including a DILD. The rest are mostly just scraps. Pretty sure there's a dream or two I've since forgotten.

Scrap Group 1
Law and Order dream. The ADAs (Rubirosa and Cutter) are for some reason investigating alongside the detectives (Lupo and Bernard). They were searching for this redneck guy for questioning. Said guy flees in a pick-up truck before either of them noticed. I was involved somehow later on.

Watching an Avengers trailer. Halfway, an older Austin Powers appears, who complains about not having his own movie for quite a while. He later cavorts with his curvy (if hefty) African descended lady. There's something about a "manchair" (literally a guy being used as a chair) that I'd rather forget.

At home. My nephew, Deon, and his cousin, Chester, were there. I mess around with one of Deon's Nerf guns, firing it at the kids, though I soon got it jammed by loading it with a wrong sized dart.

Entering a public bathroom, a messy place, as usual. Transition when I entered a stall.

Dream 1 - Leaked Awareness

The visuals were very dim. I falsely awaken in the middle of the night, interrupted by some event. I soon realized why: there was a leak running just beside my bed. This stream became much stronger when I heard someone flushing one of the toilets. Yech.

I got up to find a bucket, hoping this would contain the problem at least until the morning (as unlikely as that was). It was while passing through the living room that I starting thinking this might not have been real. Thus, upon phasing my hand through the wall, I realized the dream.

I floated up through the ceiling, spinning and rubbing my hands as I did. This took me through the void, then back to where I started, and repeated from there. Between this, I tried conjuring a piece of chocolate cake, but, to much disappointment, this had no results.

Things looped for about a minute longer before I woke up.

Scrap Group 2
Law and Order dream again. I was at the stand as a witness for the prosecution. During cross-examination, McCoy objects to various questions from the defense on the basis of relevance. Most of these get sustained.

Dream 2 - Ruined Hospital Raids

The visuals were a bit blurred. I was wandering through a semirural highway during daytime, travelling by the foot. This was a post-apocalyptic scene, the nearby structures abandoned or in ruins. I was part of a group of other survivors, including dad, one or two other family members, and various strangers. Of the latter, I identified a dark skinned woman, and tall old light skinned man.

During our travels, we raided a small hospital not too far off the road. It was an unnerving locale to navigate, what with its lack of lighting and piles of toppled furniture and rubble concealing the hallways inside. No telling whether something would jump out at us. Fortunately, nothing of the sort occurred. What's more, food and medical goods were in large supply. We collected everything we could find, and decided to take this place as our own. Despite my not doing any more than the rest, the others, against my will, elected me as the leader.

Several days later, we were contacted by another group of survivors. A video-game-like interface revealed this new faction was larger and more productive than ours. Timeskip after a trek through the highway. We arrived at this other group's base, a truck stop, of which a small motel/diner was used as their meeting area. Inside, I became acquainted with the leader, a frail, pale old man, who was in the middle of serving breakfast to his people. Perhaps he was leader in name only, for he left the details/decisions of this assembly to his daughter, a vigorous, athletically built blonde woman in her late thirties. She cut to the chase, and asked for our help in looting a much larger hospital further down the highway. Said place was rumored to house an even bigger stockpile of goods, and was otherwise optimally built for defending a wide swath of land. I was skeptical, 'knowing' that location was likely too dangerous for the effort. Besides which, my group already had plenty of supplies to trade and share. As much as I tried to reason with the woman, she refused anything short of joining her in the raid.

Don't recall anything else until the dream ended.

Created Saturday 19 May 2018

Better not to run a backlog like this again... Anyway, I got two LDs to note, and a dreamlet. Everything else was lost during a bout of insomnia.

Dream 1 - Justifiable Hagicide
The visuals were blurred. I was laying down in the back of a moving cube van. Started this semi-lucid (sure the experience wasn't real, just not certain if it was a dream).

I immediately tried summoning my guide, E. It didn't take long to get results. Unfortunately, it wasn't her; the aura of this presence felt ice cold, not the distinct warmth I've come to know. Instead, I'd unwittingly conjured a terrible hag, her leathery skin pale, stringy dark hair unkempt, hands clawed, and gaping mouth filled with shark-like teeth. Instinctive fear drove me to shove it away, but I overextended. In return, the monstrous woman caught one of my hands in her teeth, mutilating it, while simultaneously rending the rest of me apart with her claws.

Rewind. Although spooked by what happened, I stubbornly tried bringing E once more. But, yet again, I found myself getting assaulted by that hag. However, I soon noticed I was invulnerable. Cue lucidity. I merely looked on nonchalantly, if a bit disgusted, as she failed to maul my arm.

Another rewind. This time, I purposefully drew the hag to me, seeking to deal with this intruder for good. I struggled with the creature or about a minute, deftly avoiding her strikes and fangs, until I pinned her to the ground. With the monster so restrained, I rammed my right fist down her throat, breaking her front teeth, dislocating her jaw, and tearing apart the throat muscles. This one strike seemed to be fatal. But, just to be thorough, I followed up with a left elbow on the top of the she-monster's head, caving in the skull and splattering her brains into paste. I then took a moment to wipe away as much of the filthy gore as I could.

Things get unclear. Lost lucidity. There's some escapades in an urban environment. Don't recall much else until the dream ended.

Dream 2 - Unsightly Detour

WILD transition in bed. I'm soon sucked into a winding wormhole, its walls flowing with green and purple radiation. I then float more forcefully through this tunnel. After that, I concentrate on summoning E yet again. But, no matter how much I focused, felt around, and chanted her name, nothing seemed to happen.

Eventually, I could see the other side of the tunnel. There I spotted gigantic feminine eyes staring at me, though not of anyone I could recognize. I altered their appearance to the likeness of my guide. Upon being ejected from the portal, I landed below the eye. But, it turned out this was simply a vast black-and-white cloth portrait of E. Quite a disappointment.

Just then, numerous grotesque psychedelic imagery formed before me. These were recursive scenes of people getting casually eaten by a giant person, who would in turn get eaten by an even more enormous person, and so on, until finally ending with an engorged pregnant woman blasely chowing down on her victim. In each case, I was unwillingly flung right past the hungry mouths of each giants.

The dream collapsed soon afterwards.

I am in a huge orange room which I know is underground. I am with two other people sitting at a table, about to have a meal. Both of them realize they need to do something and they say that they will return soon. I sit alone at the table for a second, before it occurs to me to do an RC. I plug my nose and breath in, but it doesn't work. I try a couple more times with a little more success. However, I am confident this is a dream and ignore the false readings. I leave the building through a grate near the ceiling and climb out into my bedroom. I jump out of the window before seeing the men that were going to serve us at the table I was at earlier. I lose lucidity and begin to run from them, although I do not think they follow.

5/20/18

I am lucid in the foyer of a house. I enter into the next room over where a DC is sitting at the computer. I ask them to sing me a song. They do and it sounds very familiar, although I don’t think it exists in real life. The lyrics are sort of complicated and I can’t remember any of them. I walk into the kitchen to ask another DC in the hopes that they’d sing something I could remember when I woke up. I ask two more DCs. The first sings in Spanish and the second in English, but I can’t remember any lyrics now that I’m awake. Then I remember the other basic ToTM, to eat chocolate cake. I don’t remember how I get it (I either summon it or it was immediately handed to me), but I soon have a plate of chocolate cake in my hands and begin to eat it. It is very moist, more so than waking life cake.

5/19/18

I become lucid in a house. I walk through the closed front door into the front yard. It is winter and frost is covering everything (it is almost summer here). I remember the task to make a flower into ice cream. I walk around looking for flowers before finding dandelions, in both the yellow and fluffy white varieties. I pick one of the fluffy ones and begin walking back to the house with the idea of using something in the kitchen. Then I decide I don’t want to walk that far (not to mention it would be pointless) so I instead begin to spin the flower while it’s still in an upright position so the blurred bit looks like a cone shape. It soon becomes a real ice cream cone with ice cream in it. I taste this “dandelion ice cream” and find it tastes very similar to mint, but has a slightly chalky aspect to it.

Not sure what happens next, most likely I lose lucidity or the dream ends.

2018, 05-21

Freddy’s Nightmare

I am in a bedroom I think of as my own, but it is clearly not my house because it is a second floor room and my home has only one level. I am in there with two friends, one woman and one man. I don’t recognize them. On my computer desk I have pushed the computer equipment to the side and there is a black cauldron sitting on the desk, on a stand over a pie tin filled with burning charcoal briquettes. A strange potion is bubbling inside the cauldron. There is also a lot of smoke rising from the burning charcoal. There is a smoke detector just outside my bedroom door and I am afraid it will go off due to the smoke, so I close the bedroom door and open the window. There is a cool breeze outside and all of the smoke is sucked out the window as if by a vacuum. But there is still too much smoke! The potion is done so I dump some water on the burning coals. I miss with some and it splashes on my power strip which gives out a bright spark so I quickly move it out of the way.

We have to wait for the potion to cool now. I glance back at the open window and something catches my eye. I look outside and see it is getting dark, but in the dim light I see a man approaching our house along the sidewalk. There’s nothing much that sets him apart from any other pedestrian in this average neighborhood, but he catches my eye. I watch him for a bit more and see he turns and walks up to the house. I tell the others that someone is here. The woman with me says it is too soon! The man asks where he is. I tell them he was walking up to the house but I can’t see him now. I look back outside and now I see a couple little girls drawing on the sidewalk using the light from a streetlamp. I am thinking it’s quite late for such little ones to be outside alone… but then my attention is brought back by a pounding on my bedroom door.

No one has to open the door, it flies open. In the doorway stands Freddy Krueger from the Nightmare on Elm Street movies. He has a smirk on his face. The woman whispers to me that the potion isn’t ready yet! Freddy is mocking us but then he says he has grown bored and has found new playmates. He holds up a stick of pink sidewalk chalk. He’s going after those little girls? No way! He steps into the room and I grab for his sweater but he steps back and laughs. He is still mocking us but I am ignoring that… I make a second grab when he comes in again but I miss again. He seems to be enjoying the game and gets a bit closer the next time so I grab him. I pull him over directly in front of me and glare at him right in the eye, and I start threatening him. I call him a pathetic piece of shit and I tell him that if he so much as looks at those little girls I will track him down and tear him apart piece by piece!

Maybe it’s the threat or maybe it’s the look on my face, but he looks a bit worried about that… but my friends in the bedroom with me think I’ve gone mad. The woman asks what I think I’m doing. I am annoyed to be interrupted in my threats to Freddy, so I look over at her with some exasperation and ask what is it? I’m busy threatening this guy! She says that’s a monster who could invade my dreams. I tell her that he would never have the balls to invade my dreams, but if he tries to put his cowardly ass in those girls’ dreams I will be there to make sure it becomes his worst nightmare! Maybe I should just kick his ass so he knows I’m serious… but then I wake up.

It's 7PM. I did 2,083 words of waking life recall today. Pretty thorough. I want to see if that prepares me for dream recall.

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I slept and had some dreams. Recalled more than usual for first round of dreams. I remember a vague part of some video game type of thing. Running around. There were these energy cubes I had to collect. For one, I had to go into a hut, and grab the energy cube. It was more complicated by some enemy characters who ran around. Maybe reptile things or dragons. Maybe canines or something else. Not sure. This part is one of those "tip of my tongue" things.

Then it showed a Mario side scroller level with just a door and kind of a blank platform. The idea was that if the player waited a while and left the game running, a new part of the game would open up.

Then I remember (J) and some other people on an internet forum. One post was from a 12 year old saying (J) was helping them, so that was nice. Another post was about helping (J) quit an addiction I think.

I remember a part with (RJ) in my living room. Something about the tan couch being a certain height, and not blocking the TV now, that it was gone.

As I write, I keep getting little glimpses of that earlier part but nothing I can put into detail.

The last part I remember is of some kind of forum thing. Someone was posting, and I realized I had no interest in rescuing or advising anyone where my advice wasn't asked. Previously I would want to jump in and save everyone but this time I was just able to read it, without a need to rescue everyone.

Too bad about the first scene. I will keep thinking about it when I go back to sleep and see if it comes back to me.

I laid down to bed around 730 and now its 11:30 so I slept 3-4 hours so far.

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1:04 AM. Couldn't sleep since 11:30. Got all this stuff on my mind.

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Alright. Now it's 2:31AM. I'm gonna go lay down again and see if I can sleep. Only got 3-4 hours so far so hoping to salvage the night.

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I had some interesting dreams. They began with some stuff but I didn't remember it. I remember seeing Lucario there, and asking him to teach me stuff. I forgot what the first stuff was but then I asked him for help learning to throw and catch. He threw a boomerang to (or at!) me and it hurt my hand. I was like, "Not so hard!" Then I threw a frisbee or boomerang thing but it went way into the room where no one was. There was someone else further away.

Then there was a line of people outside, waiting for food. Near a bunch of those gym balls people do abs on, and some storage bins. (CC) had one storage bin. I wanted to go kick one of the grey/silver gym balls and start a game of all of us kicking a ball around.

Then I accidentally moved (CC)'s grey storage bin instead. Uh-oh. It seemed like he thought I was going to take his food. So I tried to explain myself. "I was meaning to kick the ball and start a game."

Everyone seemed really hungry.

(T) had braces. She was saying how she will chew on someone's hair if she doesn't get some food soon. I could relate, and kind of laughed, because I chewed on my first GF's hair as a joke. But I didn't want to admit that to them in case they thought I was weird.

I forgot if there was anything else of that. I woke up and recalled it, groggily from the insomnia.

Then I found myself walking around upstairs. I heard some guys, seeming my age, talking out front of my door. They seemed to be electricians. I worried they might be smokers, and went to make sure the windows in the front of the house were closed.

When I got into that room, the walls were red-orange like in waking life. But there was a big stereo under the window, like 2.5 feet tall, 2.5 feet wide. I realized I must be dreaming. Part of it was realizing I had just been in bed, recalling my other dream. So I must have gotten into another dream.

My first idea, being lucid, was to try to phase out the window and fly. I considered opening it first but stuck to phasing out. However I didn't have luck getting through.

When I realized that might cause the dream to end, I stopped and went to stabilize. However, I did a finger palm test instead of rubbing hands or spinning. My finger went through. Then I saw a table had appeared with a plastic bag of apples.

I went over to eat one. There was also a white paper bag. The dream said a very unique and interesting phrase about powdered donuts. However, the phrase evaporated from my mind within seconds. I knew the phrase would be hard to hold onto from past experience, but not that slippery.

So anyway, in the dream, I heard the phrase, and went into the bag of donuts. They were more like big glazed donut hole things (the circles) but more bumpy shapes. They looked really good. I reached my hand in and thought, "The dream's gonna end right before I get to eat one, isn't it?" Tried to mentally stabilize it a little bit just by focusing but I woke up.

Woke up, recalled it, tried to reach back to the previous dream as much as I could, and now recording it. 3:36AM now so I must have only slept 30-40 minutes, making me in the 4-5 hour range. Gonna go back to sleep now, feeling very tired.

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In the next round of dreams, I saw some people sawing a tree down right accross the road. It was a big tree, and it passed through an awning. I was annoyed at the noise, and mad they were cutting another tree for no good reason.

I remember being at my desk. There were 3 jars of green olives, with red lids. My Dad was there, and I asked him to please put his olives away. He said okay. He had been busy at work. My sister said how he had been working in this cold building at night, and needed his blanket. He came out with a blanket from a room accross the hall. There was another big bin of green olives.

In another part, I remember being near a railing. Trying to pull myself up.

My sister was trying to tell us what to do. I noticed out the window the hill outside the window slanted down really far. I wondered if the slant would be a problem if I ever had to escape.

I took a shower. My soap was blue. The shower nozzle aimed half-in the shower, half-onto the floor. I tried to adjust it. Some friends were chatting. (GB) was saying how he was taking 4 Lucid Esc a night. I thought to myself, "Wow. I guess pills don't do all the work." Kind of thing. It was on a message board, with black background, and white-orange text.

I remember there was other talk about dreams.

I went to get a water. At this restaurant place. Asked the guy behind the bar for a water. He gave me one in a plastic cup, but a girl wanted a water, so I gave her that one. They were pouring me another but someone gave me an ice cold water bottle I could drink from. Thanks! I remember it was so cold.

After that, I walked to this other place that had a line. They had built the line like the line at some banks that curves around. Something happened on the line, maybe someone touching me. Some of this or a lot is vague, unclear in my mind.

Then I was on a train kind of thing. Someone said something about compassion. Then someone came up to me with a gun to shoot me. Or they were going to attack me and I shot them. They turned out not to be hurt and it was just a trick.

I was flying around the arboretum. I remember flying above the part with the hills of mulch and wood choppings. Tree to tree, kinda.

The next part was about my friend (L). She had lunch with a friend at 2, but was willing to eat lunch with me at 1, also. I remember maybe earlier, backing out of a spot at the arboretum really recklessly, without even looking. When I had pulled along the parking lot I was like, "Wow, I didn't even think of looking." But that I had got lucky. Something about not being ready to go out. Also I was telling her I couldn't go out sooner, because I'd just had a dream, and hadn't recorded it yet. If I would have gone out first, maybe I'd forget the dream.

There was also a scene where I was telling one woman about how she could try to put her thumb through her hand, and that would make her remember a dream. She laughed dismissively and went out the door. Other people were there.

So, I think that was it. I also remembered in the previous dream that I saw Lucario's mouth open and close as he talked. And he had a male voice, kind of like my voice.

Okay, now it's 5:23. I must have slept like 4 to 5. Making me at 5 to 6 hours sleep now. Still a long way to go!

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Great! It's 8:50 AM now so I must have slept 2 more hours, putting me around 8 hours of sleep. I feel pretty rested. I woke up from one sleep cycle, not able to recall much. But must have fallen back to sleep. When I woke up I had more dreams. I laid there for at least an hour (estimate) thinking about them and snoozing more, not in a hurry to get up. They stayed in my head.

I remmeber a scene of being near this auditorium. R (an older guy from a meeting) was holding up a book and talking about the Fourth Step. Another guy was in the front, talking. I began to worry someone would start to smoke.

Maybe some kind of ball game, in a gymnasium. Just a vague idea of it.

I remember walking out by some dumpsters to get something. Not sure what. I noticed an air conditioner window fan thing in there all busted. And a silver metal contraption. Not sure what I was actually looking for. Someone was using a chain saw on a wood block. It had parts jutting up out of it. And he was producing individual boards. The saw was annoying me. Maybe also due to it being Sunday morning, and him still running it.

I guess I went back in and near the gymnasium part.

Someone said something kind of radical. Someone else disagreed. I remembered a mouse picked up a pencil and sword-fought a human with it. The human also held a pencil. The tips collided. It seemed like they were just playing along, not a lot of animosity.

(There was a part with a forum page in an earlier dream coming to mind now.)

Then a scene with an older man type of character. But his left shoulder and maybe other parts of his body had like a hole in it. It was kinda freaky to me. The hole had like skin flaps in it though. Didn't look very healthy.

I think that's everything. I'm glad to have ended up getting enough sleep after all. I got lucid in two sleep cycles so my LD count gets a plus two. Aiming to continue the waking life recall as thoroughly as possible each day.

Had an actual lucid dream. Not one of those fake ones in which I only think I'm lucid dreaming.

I found myself in a mountainous landscape, on a road winding around the mountains. My dad and his wife were with me. I jokingly said this didn't look like Belgium (my country), more like Scotland. I was already lucid at this point. Can't really identify when I attained lucidity. We were jogging, off the road and onto a dirt trail in the woods. I flew a little bit, but my dad told me it was better to stay on the ground and run, because that was I could sustain my lucidity easier. I figured he was right (more sensory input means better stability), and continued running with him. Back on the winding asphalt road, my dad started speeding up and I couldn't keep up. On the stone barriers on the side of the road (a steep drop right behind it) there was a drinking bottle. There was a name on it, 'Chronos'. I think there was another runner on the road, possibly going in the opposite direction. Anyway, I considered flying because I could not keep up with my dad on foot. Eventually, we reached the end of the road, close to the summit of the mountain. There was an old structure, like a medieval castle or something, but the entrance required us to climb a short but ridiculously steep stairway. Very short but high steps. I told Debby (dad's wife) I would use my ability of flight to reduce gravity by 50% to make the climb easier. But then, I noticed my vision was gone. I felt I was basically awake. Realizing I'd faded out too far and too quickly, I accepted I wasn't getting back and opened my eyes.

(Man it's a long one)

My dream started with me on holiday, in this large house. One day on the holiday, I fell out with my mother after arguing with her on how to drink coffee. After some unrememberable and unimportant details about the rest of the holiday; We had to leave, and I had to wind up the ginormous grandfather clock in the center of the house. The clock took up an entire segment of the house, it took up a good chunk of the foyer the pendulum's weight was about as big as me, and I could only barely reach the chain so I could wind it.

On the way back from the holiday destination, for some reason, I found myself in a weird version of Seoul in South Korea, in some nondescript shopping mall, after messing around in the shops for a bit, I realised I was dreaming, and decided to become the superhero, "Slime Guy",
based upon the various Dragon Quest memorabilia that was scattered around. After trying out a bit of dream control, I started exploring the place, only to realise that some bits of it were flooded. for some reason, and the dream characters were walking around in the water nonchalantly, like the water wasn't there. I caused a bit of chaos and stole a shopping trolley, quickly dashing into one of the lifts (which where like a miniature network of wonkavators mixed with trams). I picked one of the wrong destinations, and got separated from my group.

I ended up at one of the lift stations, unable to get back on the lift. I managed to get another lift that was pretty crowded, the lift had a tourist group, as well as a few locals. After trying to find a seat in the lift, I accidentally got sat on by one of the local girls. For some strange reason, she kept doing it, I was incredibly uncomfortable with this happening, so I attempted to get a Korean phrasebook up on
my phone, but like in real life, it just wouldn't connect. She was on my lap for the entire duration of the ride.

We eventually got off the train, the girl and her friends spoke some Korean which I understood as meaning "What is your name?" (For some reason, it actually did sound like the proper Korean for that phrase), I decided to fool around with them, and replied to them, "AMERICAN GUY!" in a perfect General American accent, before running off. All of a sudden, the supervillain "Iron Spinner" showed up and started attacking the bus. His whole gimmick was legitimately him being based around the concept of fidget spinners (I kid you not).

The girl then suited up in an iron man suit and started blasting Iron Spinner, after a bit of tussling and scrapping, I saw a whole load of RED stickybombs from the game Team Fortress 2, I decided to try luring Iron Spinner in to them, I succeded, and they exploded, I also saw who layed the stickybombs, Donkey from Shrek. At this point, the wierdness factor must have overloaded my brain, beacuse I can't remember any more of the dream.

Morning of January 6, 2013. Sunday.



In a mostly featureless field, there is a dead tree with sparse branches seen in early evening, apparently just after sunset, and in semi-lucidity. In touching the tree, I ground myself without a focus on the anticipation of vestibular system ambiguity. I am fully in my fictitious dream body for the duration.

I vaguely recall previous dreams of living trees reaching out to stroke my face with the tips of their branches, in seemingly expressing love as an essence of nature itself.

I notice movements across the bark on the side of the tree, a shifting of kite-shaped patches of golden “skin”, which sometimes feature a singular eye. I notice that part of the tree is breathing, a part of its bark moving out and back in with the same overall size as a person’s abdomen. Eventually, I become aware of a female Buddha looking at me somewhat blankly, perhaps puzzled by my presence.

There is a change of awareness and temporality, a “blind spot” of which I do not pay full attention, a very common factor of the dream state when full lucidity is not present. A female Beetlejuice modulates my dream from here, though she is not threatening in any way (as preconscious modulation sometimes is when the need to wake and attend to real needs is greater). For a moment, I consider how serious it seems, even with a link to the spiritual, though I eventually come to terms with how silly the scenario is. I recognize the waking transition as it is rendered as an outdoor wooden staircase (as relating to vestibular system autosymbolism), which does not seem connected to a building. I faithfully use the stairs without slipping or falling (or the staircase changing form or collapsing), noticing the steps are rendered rather well. It all comes down to the usual vestibular system correlation with the personified preconscious (and additionally in this case as the vestibular system personification as the female Beetlejuice accompanying my subconscious self at this point), an extension of RAS mediation, passively leading the way in a liminal space where the religious fantasies wrought by others, and the movie fantasies wrought by others, are ultimately equal.

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Additional notes on the cause and meaning behind this dream: Way back when I was four years old and vowed to myself to understand and master the dream state, I came to realize that seeing eyes moving in a dream, especially when isolated, is primarily based on liminal awareness of being in REM sleep (though was also influenced from “sleep watching” the “Outer Limits” episode of “Don’t Open Till Doomsday” at age 4). There have been many dreams with this detail. In the eyes being on the tree, the tree in this case, especially in being in the mostly featureless field, represents the static (unmoving) status of my physical body during sleep.

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