lucid

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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I went to bed around 9 and probably slept within a half hour. I got up once and remembered a dream or two but fell back to sleep.

In that dream I remember this thing with Spongebob, Piglet, Winne the Pooh, and a cast from both of those shows. Spongebob stepped out of an invisible house. Maybe Gary was there. I remember seeing Piglet gobble some honey.

There was something at the end, maybe about circumcision trauma. Not seeing the trauma itself but reading about it or talking about it.

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I fell back to sleep and had more dreams. At first I remember dreaming of going on a website. It needed to be translated. Something about statistics on kinds of beers maybe. Not quite sure. (I don't drink.) Then trying to fall asleep, but in my previous room at previous house. I was setting some kind of timer thing on my cell phone as well as another audio, not sure why. Something about 10, 20 or 30 minutes.

I remember getting up and going to the kitchen. In the fridge, there was some food, I took out and ate. It was the kitchen at my previous house, and house I grew up in. Someone on the phone or online was talking about his lucid dreams but it seemed like he only posted dreams once every 2 weeks. I wanted to ask him if he posted dreams only then, or if I actually only did dreaming practices once every 2 weeks, for competition.

Then I guess some other stuff happened I'm not sure of or it shifted. Next thing I remember is being on a beach. There was also a forum icon of (C) with a guitar. She had brown hair. It was interesting to actually see her. I wondered why she wanted to put up her photo on her avatar in that setting.

Next, I was at a beach. A young woman, pregnant, asked my friend and I if we wanted to talk towards the shore. The ground was dense with cigarette butts. I was even holding a long cancer stick with yellow and white, but trying to throw it away. i hadn't smoked it and I didn't want anyone to think I had. There were black rocks and sand.

My friend didn't want to go with her, but I did. So I guess we started walking there. Then it kind of shifted to walking into this dormitory or college house thing. (RK) and some other guys from that house were talking about smoking weed, and offered me some. "No thanks, I've been clean a long time and I want to keep going," I said. It seemed like a tough choice but I was clear on it. They went to smoke more.

Something about how I went upstairs. And walked around. I don't know who else was there, maybe (MC). I'm getting a flash back of (DF) in a dream scene but only a "tip of the tongue" thing. Some stuff happened upstairs. Maybe (JA) was there.

I remember to go back downstairs, the only option was a really steep drop. It was like a 3-4 inch wide conveyor belt at an 80 degree angle from the ground. Someone easily went down it so I did, too. It worked fine and I was on the ground. I had felt a lot of fear before that. There turned out to be a wooden ladder against the wall.

We saw that the orange door had been shredded at the bottom. Kind of like a cat door had been made by shredding the bottom of that door. Uh-oh! Now people might break in. (MC) and others (I think) said that it was okay. They had four people on as security guards all night, with guns. So no one could successfully intrude.

There were some boards they considered boarding it up with. I figured, why even let someone have a chance to crawl in like that? But it didn't seem like it would line up right. One of the boards was all water logged and wavy so we threw that to the side.

Then there was this thing with an older man cartoon character showing everyone how to heat up a special kind of rifle and launch fire balls. He demonstrated sliding the bolt action (I don't know exactly what kind of gun its called) back and forth repeatedly, which generated friction. Then he rapid fired bullets out and every bullet became a bigger and bigger fire ball. I remember watching and wondering how they did that. The bolt action was circular and went around the whole barrel.

Then it showed Master Roshi in the sky, on a cloud, with a halo. There were some other DBZ Style characters in space. One was like Mr. Satan but he had some purple coloring and a halo. He was on a cloud, too. It was more surreal, so my memory is blurry. They were in a blue sky.

I remember something about Goku catching two villains and detaining them. Two other villains seemed un-caught. I was thinking to myself what Dragon Ball this must be. "Dragon Ball Cosmic?" And what kind of dragon balls it would be, now that they already did Super. "Cosmic Dragon Balls?"

I think that was all I remembered of that part.

Then it shifted to where I was watching a family of monsters. They were at a circular dinner table, in a kind of dim room, and they seemed to be sitting to dinner. There were three child monsters and one big adult monster. The child monsters forms varied but they were the same color, kind of a Plankton Green with red stripes usually. The dream showed the 3 child monsters turning their expressions into glares, one by one, at the big adult monster.

I forgot how the big adult monster responded. Maybe glared back. Not sure, but it got really tense in the room.

I dreamed of trying to put on my grey winter coat to go to school. It was going to be cold out. I had a shoe box with my stuff in it. I thought I'd wear the grey coat all day in the building. But then remembered how much they crank the heat in there, and decided I probably would want to take it off.

The last thing I remember is dreaming of being on a phone meeting. I talked about some things as if I was explaining what happened last time, then asked if I could share about my particular trauma. No one seemed to answer. I almost did but held back, not being able to tell what was holding me back, or what I really wanted to say. Then I woke up, and recalled the dream, staying perfectly still a while to think it through.

After solidifying it in my head I typed all this out. Now its probably 3 AM so that's 5-6 hours of sleep I got so far.

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Another interesting set of dreams. I feel groggier so I hope I get them right.

I think the earliest I remembered was being in my room with some other people. A younger guy was asking about how to write songs. I told him that if he really wanted to write like me, he would have to get clean and sober. I told him I write like 20,000 words a day and if I drank alcohol or smoked anything or whatever, I definitely wouldn't. I'm not sure if it helped him.

I found myself watching Youtube clips of various things, wondering if I had relapsed on that habit. Then I was like, "No, its just one video, I'm okay." But I felt worried. It was a Spongebob music video. However, I couldn't close it or turn off the volume. I was freaking out, yelling, cursing, wanting this thing to shut off. Also it was around 4AM and I wanted to go back to sleep.

Eventually, it shut off. I was hungry so I got my jar of peanuts and put some water in it. I figured the water would make them softer. Then I would brush my teeth after eating them. But I wondered what I was doing, and didn't want all that water to keep me up. The water had peanut-dust floating on the top.

Next I went out of my room for something. There are some details I forgot. There were raccoons. I remember a raccoon's tail poking out of a drawer. It was nestled in there. I thought of dogs that would protect us from the raccoons eating all our stuff.

Oh, there was one interesting part, not sure when. But I drew an optical illusion thing that could have been waves in and ocean and a sky with clouds, or it could have been a grassy field with trees. I felt happy with the drawing. Maybe I will try to draw it in waking life.

So I headed back to my room. Then I went out again to make sure that raccoon wouldn't eat all the clothes in the drawer. Two more raccoons were out. They were very aggressive, and chased me. I ran back to my room, narrowly escaping them. Fear!

Once I was back in my room, the dream showed a black background with white lines, drawing of me climbing up the loft bed while raccoons still chased me. But in cartoon form.

I feel unsure as to what comes next. Well, I know I was on the computer again.

Then I was at this wedding thing. I asked someone to speak. They said they don't like to speak in front of large groups. Their assistant (female) agreed.

Someone spoke up front. My friend (MM) had put a website online where he sold snack foods at high prices. He wanted people to buy it from him but it seemed to me that no one would, because it would be so much less money to get it in the store. We talked about how something like a one dollar item might have a higher percent mark-up than a ten thousand dollar item, so selling one dollar items might be more profitable overall.

I remember walking through the church, going down stairs backwards. Wondering about all this religious stuff in the church. But afraid to comment that I don't like all the religious stuff, since most people seemed all into it, and they would be against me.

I went to the cafeteria thing to get food. There was a metal thing that opened and closed where the dirty dishes went. I put my dirty dishes there. One of the men from the kitchen came to the dish place and saw that hot cocoa was spilling. He took a dirty cup and caught some of it to drink. "Chocolate!" he said. He happened to be Hispanic but I am not being racist, just mentioning the dream detail, for completeness sake!

I was thinking of how to get a cup of decaf men's coffee. In my mind there was men's coffee and women's coffee. (A) was talking to someone. I overheard their conversation, but now I don't remember what it was about.

Next I remember the wedding almost going to start. The actual ceremony, not just speakers. I went out to a car and there didn't seem to be a drivers side door. Then I found it. It was a little sports car but I could stand up inside it when i went in. I put something on the back dashboard thing by the back window, maybe a mirror. It seemed to go far back.

I was changing my shirt and putting on a suit. Some older people walked by on the way to the wedding and saw me changing but I didn't care.

There was something about how (A) married someone but something was different about his wife's reproductive system. So there was some difficulty having children. However it showed three kids in a driveway, near some cars, playing. So I'm not sure what it was saying.

I was cognizant of having eaten. So I couldn't put on my retainer without brushing my teeth. However I didn't want to be late to the wedding for brushing my teeth, so I thought that I would just go without my retainer. But I kind of wanted to be seen with it in, not without, so I was torn.

How did the rest of that go? I think that was it. Now its 5:16 AM so I must have slept from 3:30 to 4:30, maybe a little longer, making me at 6-7 hours of sleep. This is perfect timing and its likely I will get one more sleep cycle.

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Cool! I got one more sleep cycle. However, my dream recall was not as thorough. I remember dreaming of a guy with a grey/silver sports car. Something about the car caused back pain or something like that. He wanted help with it. I drove something else. I remember pulling through a gas station, on the right hand side. making a left onto a road and then a right back onto the road I was on. Not to evade a light. Not sure why. I remember still seeing the silver/grey sports car again. We got to the woods and the road ended. Also we were walking but I think the cars just dissappeared, we didn't get out of them. As we walked through the woods, I noticed the pavement come to an end. Some guy in the woods might have been aggressive toward us or something I'm not sure.

Next thing I remember is being in front of a TV in my Nana's living room. I remember something was playing on the TV or on my laptop that was kind of disturbing, something I didn't want to see. However, I closed my eyes, and still saw it.

I had a rack with Pokemon card packs in it and other things. Something about playing catch. A cartoonish thing. I had taken one Pokemon card pack, opened it, and stuffed 3-4 more unopened packs in it, as a surprise to someone. It was noticably thicker though. A reddish and bluish color. There was another kind of pack on the rack. The rack was clear plastic with compartments.

In another part I was supposed to move my stuff out of the room in my Nana's house. It was Saturday, Sunday, Monday. They expected me to do it by Sunday but I said it could wait, since I don't have to work Monday.

In the last scene I remember, my sister had got home from a field trip. Instead of going straight back to school, my parents wanted her to stay home for a debriefing. So she could process the trip before being put right back into more activity. I remember her writing on paper, each line at first, then skipping lines.

I woke up from that and kind of drew a blank. I managed to latch on to a few details but I think there was more. It's okay. I got alot of dreams tonight. I must have woke up from that at 6:30-6:40 so it makes another hour of sleep, putting me at 7-8 in total again. I guess that's alright.

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Another thing I did was 3,279 words of waking life recall. As thorough as possible. If I can keep up with it I want to see if that boosts my dream recall word count.

Thursday... I was probably asleep by 9 or 930. Off comp around 830, pretty exhausted.

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I got up once and remembered two dream fragments very vaguely. I think one was a forum thread but I forgot what forum. The other seems more involved but I lost them. Fell back asleep quickly.

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The next round of dreams I remembered in more detail. In the beginning, there was a big scene with Vegeta fighting Dabura. Dabura was huge, like his head was 5 times as tall as Vegeta. I thought it was waking life and a Youtube Clip. It scared me. I wanted to not look. However there were moments when Vegeta pummeled Dabura. I wanted to loop those to feel more hopeful, even though Vegeta seemed to lose.

I think there were more such moments. Something intense happened to the planet. Not sure. I remember trees in that scene.

I remember being in a food store. Something with one or two Oriental or Hispanic people.

Maybe something with a dog. Not sure.

Now my memory gets clearer. I was in a cafeteria room thing. (G), my first girlfriend from when I was about 14, was there. She was dating someone else.

We were in a cafeteria with circular tables. I got dessert and sat with (G). Now we were together and the guy she was with was gone. Something about eating the dessert. A little is vague here. I got up to get something else we wanted.

Walking to the front, I knocked over the projector rollout screens twice. People seemed mad at me. The thumb tacks went rolling on the floor. People were like, "You'll never find those push pins." But I easily found them. I attributed my ocular focus to something but I forgot what.

Then I went outside. I guess I ran one way or maybe just ended up in a parking lot. Not sure. There was something about how it had been snowing. I only had my sneakers, but I was gonna have to run accross the football field to get something, before it was too late. So I didn't want my sneakers to have to be all wet but they would. However it became warm without me noticing.

I clearly remember being in a parking lot and hearing (SD) and (JV) talking about dating.

As I heard them talk, I started running through the parking lot, back to the building down the road. I ran between some parked cars. Other cars were pulling in. I looked to the window for smoke, but no one was. 'Wow, lucky day,' I thought.

Running speed was good. In the dream context, I was thinking of how I hadn't lifted heavy in a week, and this would make me run much faster. I started to jump about 5 feet with one leg. 'Wow,' I thought. 'What a good way of running. I should always run like this.' Not realizing it was a dream.

There was a field to my left as I approached the building. I had to cross it to go in. So I went in there. There were four Japanese women with glowing auras. They had a disc they would play catch with, without touching the disc. They floated above it and rotated it underneath them, between their ankles, then above their head, then passed it. The aura was golden and the disc was reddish. It was dark out.

I joined right in, feeling confident that I could do it too. Without realizing it was a dream, I levitated and telekenetically passed the disc back to them. At some point I fumbled a little, and the woman on the left laughed. I wasn't too offended or anything, but I wished they would have noticed the skill I did spontaneously demonstrate, instead of kind of judging me. What do they expect? I've never done it before.

I ran accross the field some more and back into the school. Someone wanted red volley balls. I got into the gymnasium and there was a whole big hammock (like a 50 by 50 hammock) covered in red volley balls. Maybe it was superhumanly high up. However I was able to knock some down. So someone played with a red volley ball.

At some point my friend (E) turned out to be there. Apparently he had been there all along because I was his ride home. It was getting late as I was managing time with (G), time with another woman, a class thing, and getting my stuff to the car. "You could do my bidding," I suggested to (E). "I don't want to do your bidding," he replied.

He had assumed I was doing something highly illegal. So I just explained how I needed him to keep (G) company while I got to my class and picked up my stuff. It was late, too, perhaps approaching midnight. He understood that and agreed, since it would speed things up, for him to get home. He was wearing grey, too. I thought (E) and (G) might like each other and that was no problem.

With them there in the cafeteria, and (G) not alone any more, I went up to the class. At the same time, I think that (E) and (G) came upstairs and joined us. I felt estranged from (G) and she gravitated towards some of her friends. One of her friends had blonde hair. Then as a group I think we all walked up stairs. I remember sprinting up stairs at least once, maybe multiple times. In a big hurry, very overwhelmed.

We got to the upper class room and there was a counselor. It was like group therapy. However, all 6 to 10 people wrote every word the therapist said, for legal reasons. I saw some and it looked like inner child writing, but people were using their right hand. However my dream had still rendered it as inner child writing, which many times it renders handwriting as.

There was a form handed out with some boxes for things like SSN and all that. I either took one for later or left it. Sorry this part is a little jumbled. I had to go downstairs and back up. I had a key to get back into the building. It got later and (E) and (G) had to wait more. Eventually I ran back up to the class room with (E) to get what I'd left there. Wanted to take a storage bin but they were all full. So I just got everything in my arms. It was very chaotic.

I hadn't filled out the form thing, so I needed to take another to do while I was away. I got really mad when there didn't seem to be another. I began to curse and fume. Then with (E) there, I kinda caught myself. "Sorry, (E). I was just getting angry. I'm trying to work on that." I didn't curse and fume as much any more, and found a folded up form I could take. It was folded up into a square thing.

Then we went back downstairs. I forgot what else happened with (E) and (G). I remember seeing the blue bin in the therapist's office with papers sideways in it. Maybe something happened at the end, or maybe it just faded out.

I had another mini dream thing where there was concern for some water blasts going accross the land. It showed these two streams of water like a Hydro Pump shooting accross some land. People were concerned that it was bad for the Earth. However, it was not man made, but a natural phenomenon. I think that was it, for that part of the dream.

Cool! So I got these down. Kind of sad about the first round of dreams. I didn't recall much anyway but I'll keep my Voice Recorder running just for those small tid bits that I wouldn't want to go through all the trouble of opening up the computer for.

I'm happy about this dream. Wow! Now, it's 4:14 AM. So I must have slept until about 3:15. 9, to probably 1, up a little, then 3:15, so, 6 to 7 hours of sleep. I'll probably manage to get one or two more sleep cycles... Hopefully two.

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Okay, so now, its 5:56. It took a while to sleep so I must have only slept 30-45 minutes. So now I'm at 7-8 hours, closer to 7.

I might have forgot some earlier parts. My memory of it starts with being at my Nana's. Some stuff happened with my Aunt C, Uncle C, Nana, maybe Dad. Not sure. I might have woke up a moment, recalled, something, and fell back asleep. Maybe, maybe not.

I remember being in my Nana's drive way and there were some cars there and some plants. I ducked under some plants to escape something and was afraid the plants would make me itchy. Examining them, I saw they probably weren't poison ivy. But still worried.

After a computer part, I was in a room with couches. I was one of 8 to 12 actors there, being prepared for a movie. A young kid came and sat next to me. I felt a warmth but he hadn't touched me. I think it made me get lucid or I got lucid shortly after.

There was one guy there who was hung over and being abusive. Really not in a good place. bags under his eyes and such.

He was especially abusive toward a darker haired guy there. I guess everyone else ignored it. I forgot what else happened, maybe the director was saying some stuff. I tend to hone in on whose being abusive due to childhood.

So then everyone seemed to dissappear, and I was definitely lucid. I think one woman was in the room. I felt overwhelmed, like I had been dreaming forever.

I have these square wall mirrors from Target. They have no frame, just like 12' by 12' squares. There was one in the same shape but gold, and another green one, both still reflective. The gold one seemed to call out to me, 'Come and pick me up!' But it was more of a feeling.

I went over and picked it up. It had a yellow square character on there and a grey square it was on top of. The grey square was just an outline of a square. There were some words like "Im Ib Il" but I don't remember them now. I tried to read them out loud, and managed to pronounce them.

I looked at myself in the mirror, crying out. "I have to remember all this!!!" Just feeling overwhelmed by how much there was to remember. I guess my dream-state-self has learned that after many dreams which seem so vivid and memorable, I wake up drawing several blanks on key parts. There is alot of sadness there but we are continuing to make progress on bridging the worlds.

Eventually I put the mirror down and noticed the green one. I looked around, being lucid. There was a young person on a computer. I went and sat near them. They were looking up things and I saw words on the screen. They seemed nervous. I wasn't sure what to say. I had sat on their left side.

There was a woman at a computer accross the room. I went to see what she was doing. Not really thinking of wanting to fly or eat stuff or any of those possibilities, just being more social I guess. The woman was doing meetup groups. Thoughts of more things to ask her came to mind, as if I had the chance to do the "talk to your subconscious mind in a dream" thing. However, the dream ended.

False awakening! The dream ended but it was a false awakening. I had to go to the bathroom but didn't want to!!! I just wanted to write my dream. One woman in the room was playing some hip hop song which said "I want my life back" and other parts. In a male voice.

My dream journal chair was as it was. My pillows had blue pillow cases and I was gonna have to arrange them. I got up to use the restroom anyway. There were pots and pans around that I tried to pee in, to save time. But the bathroom was right there, so I went. The lights were on. That could be a dream sign. But I didn't get lucid.

The toilet was tiny, like one gallon. I started to fill it up. It was very yellow in color which usually isn't in waking life, more clear. After trying a metal stove pot on the side that was already almost full too, I heard the lyric "I want my life back" and realized I was gonna need to ask these people to turn that off for me to dream journal.

I went back out there and I think I tried setting up the chair. The dream details spun in my head and I was trying to hold them.

I was relieved when I had an actual physical awakening because all the dream details weren't delayed. I was able to slowly collect them back.

Lately when I try to recall dreams, I notice there are other competing thoughts. There usually were, to some extent, but I had an easier time focusing back on the dream. This is no surprise the other thoughts come up stronger, because I am more active in some other areas of my waking life. However, I wish I could be totally, 100% focused on my dream recall at those times, with nothing else "in my way". So I will keep practicing that. In 2022 I will have 10 yrs of dream recall so I will be even stronger then.

Now its 6:28. I doubt I will get back to sleep. 7-8 hours is like minimum for me. I'll try to lay back down.

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Started the day.

so I close my eyes and I was trying to do magic power in my dream I was moving my hand in gestures formation trying to make the darkness wrap around me like some sort of anime or cartoon for a little bit I jolt up to see if I was dreaming I was still awake I stare in the mirror with my eyes closes for a bit knowing where I was at then I start hearing laughter I lay down then slip in lucidity I still thought I was doing magic powers and hand gestures then I vanish vortex to 6 boys where they were sitting in a room that look like a hotel and it seem like I was staring at the audience from the laugh track that come on sitcom yet when they were talking to each other they would all starting laughing in unison I close my eyes tighter in my dreams then I become blind for a bit before I see them again now its only 2 boys that I see when my vision comes back one of those 2 boy out of the six picks up a remote and starts to change the channel and then I wake up seeing if I was still doing the hand gestures yet I was hugging my pillow and then after that the dream fades and I forget whats happens

Created Thursday 17 May 2018

Got three LDs to note, if two rather strained ones. There was probably another brief LD I'd forgotten in between these. There's also a fragment. I'm sure I had some other things in memory, but that's since passed.

Dream 1 - She Ain't Picking Up

WILD transition in bed. I had a tenuous grasp of the dream, so I hesitated momentarily. I got bored after half a minute, so I tried bringing my guide, E. But, after many attempts at calling to her, and imagining her form in reach, I just couldn't bring her in. Things collapsed soon after.

Dream 2 - Icy-lation

Another WILD transition in bed. Again, I lingered for a bit, waiting for something to happen, though it became apparent I had to take things into my own hands. I couldn't move. So, I fell through the bed and into the void. There, I tried bringing in E again, more intently this time, but again, no luck. Eventually, I landed in a mountainside snowfield, an overcast twilight above. This place was bare of life, a cold wind the only company. I looked around only for so long, when I sensed my physical body in bed. I couldn't maintain composure, and was corporally returned there. Still, the image persisted for a bit, silent yet moveable, remaining for at least a minute before I woke up.

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Unknown LD, of which I lost grasp. This somehow transitioned to below.

Dream 3 - Aiding the Red Witch

The visuals started quite blurred, but clarified over time. I was wandering around a city during a bright day. Semi-lucid (knew it wasn't real, but merely thought it was a dreamlet or daydream).

Later, I was psychically alerted of some world-threatening emergency. I rushed through a busy alleyway towards a large bus stop, the site of the crisis. There awaited a live-action version of I-No, the villainess from Guilty Gear XX. But, instead of being the source of the problem, she was actually in charge of stopping it, and was, in fact, the one who drew me towards the scene. From what I gathered, a force was controlling the minds of the masses. Anyone so enthralled was then set on a rampage. Said force had already spread throughout much of the city, and would have continued uncontrollably, had not I-No barred it from doing such. Once I arrived, the Red Witch demanded I interpose myself between her and the possessed, while she performed a spell to put an end to the madness. I internally questioned her intent, knowing she didn't care for anyone but herself, nasty personality notwithstanding. Still, for someone as scary as her to deal with such a threat, it must've been serious indeed...

I leaped past I-No, then ahead of the few remaining innocents huddled beneath the bus stop, where I formed an energy shield. Numerous stones were hurled towards us. Feeling their impact upon the barrier finally triggered lucidity. Anyway, I sensed I couldn't hold up the shield for long. I glanced back expectantly towards the witch, but she was clearly still preoccupied. "Not yet, meat puppet!", she hissed as she frantically meddled with glowing runes floating near her. Hmph.

Well, I thought it best to take a more offensive approach. So, I yelled "Animate Object!" (as per the D&D spell), and put a street light under my command. I had it swipe through dozens of the possessed, then stamp onto incoming vehicles. But, it was later mysteriously toppled, leaving it completely inert.

After that, I set up a Storm Pillar trap (another D&D spell) nearby, though it was unintentionally invisible. Nonetheless, it proved otherwise effective, zapping any foes that passed through with unseen electricity.

The hostiles' ranks were growing too thick. No choice but to get my hands dirty. After drawing a small sword from nowhere, I charged at the crowd, slashing and impaling with impunity. One unfortunate fat guy was even disemboweled. Either way, it seemed the possessed were not stymied by pain, stopped only by the most crippling wounds, or death. Excitement initially got the better of me, but I eventually felt remorse in having to resort to such violence. After all, these enemies were victims themselves...

Suddenly, the floor collapsed, sending me and those around plummeting to unknown depths. Things get unclear. Lost lucidity. There's a scene involving a rather bloody Tales of fighting game, which my brother Brandon and I played. The dream ended after that.

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In an unknown apartment suite. My brother Bud was there. I watch a video showcasing glitches in Guilty Gear XX Accent Core Plus. There's two involving I-no, a damage scaling bug, and a trick which allowed her to use Megalomania, her boss-only super. Later, some Guilty Gear Isuka combo videos with Anji. Time skip. I'm walking around an urban street near a gigantic school. I super jump dozens of stories up, yet even this wasn't enough to scale the entirety of the building.

Ok. 8:37 getting off the comp for bed.

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Okay! So, it took me a while to fall asleep. Maybe an hour, but I made it. I had one mini dream of a little wet cloth touching a side of a bath tub. There was some kind of special word in it.

Then I woke up a little, recalled it, and fell back asleep. The next dream was something short. I recalled it and fell back asleep. Now I can't remember what it was.

This next one got more involved. It seemed to be about my appointment tomorrow with (J). So where did it start? I was looking all over for my paper. I remember running in the woods. Running in the woods, thinking this will fix my dopamine receptors. At the arboretum. I remember it felt cool to run, and feel my lungs breathe.

The paper had his phone number on it. I hoped it was the right number. I called, and it turned out to be. But, it was an older woman. I was also running around upstairs to close the windows. Wind was blowing in. I didn't want to lose all the heat once it got cold at night.

My Nana, Aunt C, Uncle C, Dad, Mom and sister were there. Maybe others. I remember using the land line phone and thinking of my cell phone. Hm, this memory is a little more jumbly than I thought.

We were on a hill. The hill led down to a shore line on the beach.

I remember my Uncle and Dad saying something on the hill. It was night. Wow, I feel sad now. I thought that was gonna be alot more detailed when I wrote it.

I think it ended with my Dad having these really weird legume type things. They looked like extra big, golden brown pieces of dried rosemary. And then there were these other things. White circular things with some spiky top.

He said they were for helping go to the bathroom. They seemed too hard. Anyway, I think I took a few. He was going to give them to someone.

Something with my lap top in there maybe. We confirmed the appointment.

So I woke up and recalled that. However, I fell back asleep. This time by mistake. The other two times I chose to go back to sleep since it has just been a moment of a dream.

I dreamed of my room mate from college. I had been taking college courses but also playing guitar for 1.5 hours a day. Learning lots of songs, really fast. I remember thinking of how I played some impressive songs at a party.

I was out in town, near buildings and pavement and side walks. I was zooming in and out of something with a stair case, on my phone.

There was a rapper doing a song. I can't remember the words now. It's the first time I thought of it. But I knew who it was. The top of the stair case seemed to change.

Then I sat at the top of the stair case. About to do something else on my phone. I grabbed a pencil and tried to use the eraser side as a stylus and it made giant gashes in my screen.

'Oh no!' I thought, and tried to rub the screen clean. Nope, there were deep, deep gashes in the screen. I thought of asking my Dad if he could find another one of these Samsung Galaxies on sale at Amazon. But not sure how I'd do my hand-writing app with all these bumps.

I tried to run the stylus over them. It didn't seem like good news. I felt angry or sad or grief. I looked at the pencil eraser. There were some metal parts exposed that looked razor sharp. I felt like someone had planted it there to trick me into scratching up my phone.

Then I woke up in my physical bed. What a relief. Phone screen destruction night mares used to be alot more common. But then they went away so I stopped using it as a dream sign. I wasn't prepared! Oh well.

I also had a moment of maybe dream journaling in the dream. It said a name.

I thought, okay. That must be what I dreamed about in that second round of dreams. But maybe it was, maybe it wasn't. It was what I dreamed of dream journaling is all I am sure of.

Okay! It's only 12:03 AM, meaning I slept 2-3 hours so far. Weird, it felt like more sleep. Okay, back to bed! Wish me luck falling asleep!

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Okay! I just woke up and recalled another round. Here it is.

Nana's. My memory starts with me at Nana's. I remember being with my sister in Nana's room. She was on the chez lounge.

I think there was something with my Mom and Dad that's vague. Maybe a spill in the bathroom. I remember standing in a big sun spot in Nana's dining room. "It is so warm in this sun spot," I said to my sister and others nearby. There might have been a big plant there.

I think Nana's front door was open. I think there was alot more to that part which got forgotten as the dream went on.

In the next scene I remember, I had some kind of pie thing. Someone else was taking it. I only remember this vaguely.

I got lured to this opening to a trail where bees flew around. I saw the bee go for my pie. I think one of them, I protected myself, and its upper body imploded. So only its thorax was flying. (I don't harm bugs in waking life. Guess I felt threatened in the dream.) There was another bee, so I ran.

I wish I could remember the part before that. Blah.

When I ran back into the field or courtyard thing, there were spider webs sealing off each exit. They appeared quickly over the entrance I'd just come in by. It was brown dirt and outdoors.

I decided to get a stick and gently move one web so I could go out. I was still running, I think from the bee. (I also usually avoid breaking a spider's web in waking life due to all that hard work they did.)

When I turned around, a big furry mongoose snake hybrid poked its head out. It was brown. It didn't come at me though. When I turned around again another animal thing came out from the other side.

There may have been a Pokemon part.

After some unsureness, my memory starts at a library. I remember red stair cases. I remember night mode on screens. I remember wanting to print something.

My friend was using the computer by the printer to print his book. He told me I should get his book. Sorry, I wasn't really interested. I sat down, waiting for his book to finish. Some spiritual advisor guy sat down near me, talking to someone else. It sounded like program talk, very white-light and that kind of thing.

I started doing hyperventilating breathing and punching my legs, also growling. This was kind of because I needed to and also to be sure to make those pasty program people remember anger. I was angry about something. I forgot what it was now.

I also remember looking at all the library shelves, and what stairs to go up.

When I sat back down, I noticed a black hand gun was on the table. No one seemed to notice it, so I put it into my bag. In the context of the dream, it was my gun, but I wasn't planning on hurting anyone. I wasn't sure why I had it.

I must have got up, done something else, and come back. When I came back, the gun was out of my bag again, on the table. Was someone taking it out of my bag as a hint? Then, the guy behind the counter put on his headphones, and brandished a silver night stick. "You might wanna go use the bathroom," he said, hinting that I should leave my bag there again, so they could finish confiscating the gun.

"It's not what you think," I tried to explain. Then I woke up briefly and recalled it, then fell back asleep into the same dream. I was pretty relieved when I woke up and found that it had just been a dream.

When I got back to that, I was going up stairs in the library. Looking for tissues to blow my nose comes to mind. Oh, I had alot of boogers. I had so many boogers all over my hand. I also saw lots of boogers rubbed on the wall so I figured I'd rub my boogers there too.

Afraid the people would be suspicious why I'd left, I got ready to explain to them, how I was embarrassed about the boogers. Once I got further up, there was a big vat thing with fluid. I heard DG saying that he got a full time job through this new government program.

That's what it was. There was a new job program from the government, giving people more jobs. I was not interested, but DG was excited about it.

He said how he was working a full time job, and taking classes at night, to advance. This seemed silly to me. Trying to cram in too much.

I guess I went back down and my back pack was there. I think I typed some things or tried to manage my print-outs. I forgot what MK's book was about. But I know the pages were coming out in night mode. I was afraid I'd have to return another day to print. This seemed not fun because I wanted to have it done.

Then I guess the library was closing. Some people were upstairs.

Another image or scene pops to my mind so vaguely though. Just on the tip of my tongue. Ah, no way of unraveling it.

BZ called something down to me.

So BZ calls something down to me. I reply with, "You dirty rotten smoker!! Why don't you quit smoking?" Something like that. So he came on his way down.

The group of them got down stairs and came towards me. I thought of my gun in my bag, just in case, but was afraid to pull it out. In case it would just get me in trouble.

BZ became C and C walked right towards me. I started apologizing and gave him a hug. "I'm so sorry I called you that. I am just so upset about the smoke. But it was mean." We hugged for a while. He was kind of pinching a nerve in my back but he stopped. His clothes didn't smell like smoke, as I feared they would.

Because we were both males, the body positioning was a little awkward. I began to realize this after a while. So it got kinda awkward and so we kinda backed away. I guess that showed that by not having a gun, I had to use other means to make it safe for myself, like making amends. But if I'd had a gun, I wouldn't need to make amends. (I don't own guns in waking life.)

Then, it shifted, and lots of people started to stampede through. It became a long corridor. (I'm getting a little flash back of an earlier scene but IDK how to unravel it!) There were lots of African American people. Two men had silver or chrome teeth but with braces on top of that. I was like, "Awesome teeth!" And then I saw Ira. I was like, "Awesome teeth, Ira!"

Then two women were to my left. More elderly women. One gestured toward the other, and she showed me a big tongue ring. It was like a straight poke-through piercing. I said something like, "Cool, thanks for showing me!"

As I ran with them, I remembered that I want to recall that earlier part with the bugs. I had a sense I'd have an easy time remembering all those dreams. When I woke up, that proved not to be the case... I got the library parts but had some blank spots for the other earlier parts.

You know that feeling when you know for sure there was a dream detail there, but just not what it was? I figure if I know it was there, there's gotta be a way to unravel it.

Okay, now it's 2:40 AM in waking life time. I got 2-2.5 hours of sleep or 5-6 total so far. Hopefully I will get another 3-4 but just seeing how it goes. A lucid would be nice! But most importantly, whatever it is, I just want to remember it very, very thoroughly.

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I remembered in the last dream, someone definitely conned me into giving them something, before the bug part. It might have been CR. Couldn't unravel further. Does anyone have experience with unraveling a really distant dream detail?

Okay! I'm up with more dreams. My memory of these starts with Walter White from Breaking Bad, sitting with his back to a wall. He was saying how he and his wife would do anything to get out of depression. I felt like I had an answer.

There was more before that. At least 2 big scenes. There was something with an app. It said "Inner Child". It was a way of doing a phone meeting but from a special app with special features. Something about costing 3.99 or so. The screen was green.

I was thinking the app wouldn't help, because for phone meetings, people could do those free. No one would go to ones they had to buy an app to go to.

I forgot what else had happened earlier though.

Then I guess I was in the app without having paid. I was being shown various talks and forum threads. There was a talk going on where they talked about how harming a child is wrong. And if the child is crying, the person causing it should stop. But they often don't.

As I heard this, I cried deeply, realizing my trauma. I was sitting in my dream journal chair on recline, in front of a monitor. My sister and Dad were around. I was walking around at times and my sister wondered why I had to have that on, it was unpleasant to her. I had stationed little pieces of paper around the monitor area and heard my Dad (in my mind) complaining about the pieces of paper. They had trauma recovery stuff written on them.

I felt bad that it might upset my Dad. He always seemed to "function" like a machine, no matter what, but if he began to heal from trauma I am sure that he would break down. Either way I think its something that can't be bypassed.

I had been digging my feet into the ground unconsciously. When I went to sit back down, the whole bottom portion of the chair had caved in, because it didn't have the pillow underneath it properly. (Long story of how I designed my special chair). I saw that the legs of the chair had indented the tan carpet, and I had pushed it backwards by a foot. So I tried to adjust it back.

50 Cent was doing a rap about Jay-Z and another rapper. Something about it was humorous. I tried to scroll back to loop the 5 minutes of the audio that was giving me so much catharsis over my trauma.

I remember the pieces of paper with words, in the cups. I was sad about my trauma but also glad to be having the tears, since I want to heal. I am unable to cry in waking life due to brainwashing but I've had some healing weeps in dreams.

Okay, so then, I think I woke up, and recalled all 3 scenes. The one I just said, the half of the one before it I said, and maybe the rest of the earlier parts I was unable to unravel.

I must have drifted to sleep again, this time lucid. I found myself on the beach.

I was with (A). In a kind of house thing but it only had the beams on each corner and roof... No walls! So we could see out to the beach all around. I guess it was for putting a tent over as needed.

We were talking about something when I realized I was in a dream, and became lucid. He had a bowl of pasta with red sauce and parmesan cheese to eat. He sat up on a table and I stood on the ground there. I think I was talking to him first while he ate, but I wondered if I could have some food, too. Being that it was a dream, I would have loved to have had some italian food!

I think I was telling (A) about my previous dream. He took a turn to speak, but while he spoke, he prepared his next bite of food, stirring around the sauce. As he finished speaking, he took a 2-3 inch diameter chunk of parmesan cheese to eat, and ate that. There were other big chunks too. He looked alot like (A) from waking life.

There were some big meat balls in an oven. The oven was open but they seemed to be baking. Nothing seemed for me though. (A) said, "Looks like your pasta got really solid." And pointed to a brown rock near by, on a beam counter top thing.

It was definitely a rock. But I wanted to have some fun here. He knew it was a very solid and hard rock. I looked at it, got ready, felt some doubts, but went for it anyway. Like I had intended, it became powder in my mouth. It was like a semi-sweet powder.

(A) was pretty amazed. I offered him to test the remaining rock if it were still a rock. Sure enough, to him, it was a solid, hard stone. But I was able to bite it.

"You must be so wise, that you're teaching me something, without acting like you know you are," I said to him. I meant that I thought he was lucid, too, but acting like he wasn't, to teach me. It felt like more of a shared dream than a subconscious dream.

This is where it gets really interesting. And more what i feel are third-party entities come along.

In the distance, I saw about 5 men with black hand guns approach. All wearing some soldier uniform, one brighter yellow green, one greener, I forgot the rest. Some helmets.

I felt some fear as they approached. Being lucid, I got ready to fly. There was a beam I would first aim to jump to, then a roof higher up, which I could escape from.

"Come with us," they ordered me. 'No,' I thought, and jumped up to the beam. I felt heavier, and hadn't flown yet in the dream. Maybe they were making me a little less able to fly. I aimed for the roof and jumped up. Got up about 10 feet but I would have needed another 5 feet.

Looking down, I saw two of the men had the hand guns pointed at me. "Get down here like we said, or we'll shoot!" I didn't want to feel a bullet if I moved another inch. "Okay, I'm coming down," I said. "I'm coming down!! Don't shoot!!" I added, afraid they would just be so reactive that they'd fire anyway.

I was afraid to go with them. It didn't seem like a good place to go... Where as I could talk about my trauma healing dream with (A), I felt my body go cold and numb when I got near these "dream agents" or whatever they were. But, I was gonna just go with them, I guess. I half expected it to be a long dream of me being imprisoned, questioned, something like that.

When my feet touched the dream ground, I simply woke up. I don't know if I would have woke up if I'd have kept fighting, trying to fly away or deflect the bullets. If it was a shared dream with (A) it probably seemed kinda weird to see all that, if he woke up and remembered. But I could see how if (A) was non-lucid, the "dream police" would come to get me for doing alchemy on the stone. Still, I already did it! So, too late.

I've heard of these dream police when showing off dream abilities. Maybe it's just a schema. Or maybe its an actual thing that happens "out there" in the shared-dream field and by accepting the reality of it, I can learn how to... Work around it, fight it, deal with it, etc. What do you think?

Now it's 4:31 AM. I hope to sleep at least once more but maybe even twice. I think I've accumulated 6-7 hours of sleep by now. Need more!

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Alright! I got me some more dreams.

First I dreamed of being in a restaurant I worked at growing up.

Only it was criss-crossed to where the manager was someone from a different restaurant I'd worked at. It was early in the season. A couple had sat in the front at a square 4 top.

T (The manager) had already taken some of their orders. I was surprised that he had memorized everything. The people started to tell me that they wanted wine coolers. They already seemed to have cups so I was confused.

I sat down with them and said, "I haven't worked here in a year!" My voice sounded different. I remember the windows in the front, and the dark brown. I forgot if anything else happened.

I woke up, recalled that, and went back to sleep. "No way I'll forget that," I thought. However, I almost did forget it... after I woke up and recalled the next dream, it took me quite a while to dig that one back up.

Well, I fell back asleep, and had another dream. I was on the computer. Then I decided to go on a forum. Before I could make it to the forum, I woke up.

I woke up and recalled those, then recovered the memory of the restaurant dream. I decided to let myself go back to sleep before recording because they were short dreams.

My last dream I dreamed about a computer again.

I dreamed I was in my back yard too. So, I woke up, recalled those, and got up and typed.

Now its 7:20 AM meaning I slept another 2 hours. So now I have 8-9 hours of sleep under my belt. It still seems like not enough, and that I could sleep more. I will see if thats possible and if not, start my day.

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Well, looks like its time to start my day. I can always nap if I'm tired. That was really nice to have a full night sleep again.