lucid

So I had intended for my next DJ entry to be demonstrating my new system that I've been using for offline dream journals in where I document things such as my reality checks and meditation themes. But yesterday I was busy with schoolwork and didn't meditate, nor did I document my RCs. (I did do plenty of e'm though.) So I'm going to leave that off here for now. TBH the lucid dream isn't all that interesting either but I haven't posted anything in awhile.

In all honesty I don't remember the temporial congruity of the dream. I was with Manei; the two of us were walking through the park next to my neighborhood. I was talking to her about some [highly personal stuff doesn't belong online] and she incited my lucidity. I find it very strange how I can be casually talking to her within an dream and only become lucid midway through the conversation. Nevertheless I was lucid and happy to be there.

I somehow got to flying which lately has been inconsistent but my jet propulsion seemed to work fine as I tested it out, buzzing some nearby trees. Manei asked me to carry her in flight. I asked her why she couldn't ever fly; she is presumably the more powerful the pair. I don't recall her response, but I told her that I couldn't carry her, reminding her without physically speaking of previous times she had sent me careening from the sky from attempting to piggyback me.

However this is a physical schema, and one to which I eventually thought of a workaround for; I had Manei transform to her form as a young child and then carried her into the air. This seemed to work for flying. I lifted into the air with her on my shoulders and found I didn't really have a noticeable drop in maneuverability. I was still able to weave around trees and buildings easily. There did, irritatingly seem to be a height limit of about 25 meters; and I could not gain any more altitude after that. I also seemed to have limited speed, as I tried to blast off at supersonic speeds and was unsuccessful.

I flew at (relatively) low speeds above the park and my town. My goals was to head away from the town, in order to hopefully find myself in an OTD environment, but I instead landed on a modified version my college campus. The buildings were larger, altered and more spread out but I recognized the basic layout. I lost lucidity and noticed that my legs felt really tired so I sat down by the side of a walkway wondering why I was so tired.

My first dream involved my long lost brother, who was in a school shooting(he was the shooter) and we were dealing with the consquences.
NOTE: this is at least my 3rd dream involving my "brother". In ever dream he has something tragic happen to him. Also note: I don't have a brother, and never have, but my dad was a sperm donor, so these dreams really make me wonder...

ok, so this LD lasted SO long, it felt like HOURS. But there was so much jumping around that sadly, I've already lost most of it.

I was in some place, realizing I was lucid, staring at the wall to stabilize. Then I spun to stabilize more, and that's where the adventures begin. I went outside and looked at the stars, they were so bright that I wanted to be in them, so I jumped up once, but failed to get anywhere, the second time I jumped up and I went so high, into the universe. The earth became small and I zoomed past constellations that were lit up and connected by lines so I could see. I was going far from earth, and I realized I didn't want to be stuck somewhere in space, so I flew back down so I could see earth, and decided to fly down to Bondi Beach, Australia.
what did I do then you ask? Well, I went in the water and started drowning so that one of the hot lifeguards from the tv show Bondi Rescue would save me! And sure enough, one of them came and rescued me, and it was epic. The things I did after that I either want to keep private or don't remember enough to tell, but the lucidity lasted A LONG time. I tried to remember my goals but failed on that part.

A student discovered a new planet, we were teleported there. It was bright and colorful and beautiful, but was also inhabited by some creatures that looked like people. "wow, so there IS life on other planets," I thought. At first we were being careful exploring this planet, and some of the creatures would try to attack us. A bunch of stuff happened that I don't remember and led to ME singing on stage with Christina Grimmie and, eventually, the queen of England joined in! Whaaaaaat. It was a great moment. We were all belting out "Let It Go" from Frozen.

I’m driving in an unfamiliar town, where I’m going to attend an event of some kind. I have the impression it has something to do with Kyabje Düd’jom Rinpoche? At first, I’m trying to find a parking spot near a junction, but all the spots there seem to belong to the nearby buildings, so I turn the car around and head towards the waterfront, closer to where the event will actually be held. It’s a long, straight street with small, gray paving stones and narrow, wooden houses painted light colors on either side. At one end of it, I can see boats, their masts blocking the view further out—to the harbor itself, presumably.

I look around for house no. 11, which is where the event will take place, so I can park nearby. The address plates are large and clearly display the numbers, rather like the Prague address plates do. The plates seem to be in the right general order, and so I don’t have trouble finding it—but there do seem to be both odd and even numbers on a single side. I’m not sure whether it was this that clued me into the fact that I was dreaming, but it definitely happened right around then.

This is a dream: what will I do? Checking out no. 11 still seems like a pretty good idea, but first, I decide to take a look around the area. I walk along the street, towards the harbor—but as I walk, it seems to change from a street to an underground tunnel, and when I reach the end, I’m not by the open sea, but looking into a square room full of water. It seems completely closed off and is made of some yellow-red stone, mossy where it's close to the waterline. The water is packed with boats—not big ones like I saw before, but little ones, more on the order of rowboats.

There’s something a little ominous about this place; it’s impossible to imagine what purpose it could possibly be serving. If this were a Zelda game, I’d fully expect the door to slam behind me and some giant monster to rise up out of the water and attack. I wait. The water seems to be rippling in a rather odd way. After a little while, a couple of larger waves swell up, rolling beneath the layer of boats. But they just die down again, and the water becomes perfectly still. I watch for a little while longer, but it looks as if that’s all that’s going to happen, and so I head back towards the house—now, an entrance partway along the tunnel. I open the door and step in.

An Asian woman greets me: it seems I’ve been expected, although there doesn’t seem to be any kind of a gathering here as I thought. The woman also seems to be expecting me to have a female friend along. I consider telling her that I’m here alone, but actually, there’s no reason I can’t invite someone else. I tell the woman I’ll send them a text message and they should be here shortly.

I pull my iPhone out of my pocket. But somehow, all the people I can think to invite are male. An idea occurs to me: I start spelling out A-N-I-M-A using the numbers which correspond to those letters. The phone is a bit shifty, as such devices often are in dreams, but not enough to impede me. But partway through, I remember that I’m not supposed to have an anima, being female and all. So I make it end U-S instead and send the ‘coded’ message off. Well, I guess I’ll see what happens. I put the phone back in my pocket and we sit down at the table in the next room to eat.

The table is a large one, but there are only three places set—hers, mine and the empty one. We have some kind of fish dish, which tastes good. Not much in the way of conversation is happening, and so I’m mostly focusing on remaining aware, making sure I don’t forget this is a dream. It’s an interesting feeling, being here in this place, which feels so real and yet so unreal. I could get up and do something else, but I want to see where this is going.

But at some point, I wake up—due to some environmental noise, possibly. But it’s only a short time before I fall asleep again, and find myself back in the house, in an upstairs bedroom this time.

Through a window, I see branch falls onto the roof of a neighboring building—a large, blocky structure. The roof looks like it’s in bad shape, with large chunks of tile missing—this place must have got hit by the storm too, I figure.

I’m eating a cup of yogurt there. It’s chalky and bland. Probably low-fat. Why am I eating this awful stuff? This is a dream, I don’t have to eat it. I place the cup on a dresser or some similar piece of furniture. Downstairs, I hear the door of the house opening, voices in conversation—somebody has arrived. Maybe it’s the person I invited in the earlier part of the dream. I’ll go down and check. But right now I’m wearing a nightgown, so I ought to put something else on first.

I step over to the full-length mirror, which is standing near the door, and look at my reflection. I’m wearing a plain nightgown, like a short dress with spaghetti straps. Oddly, I don’t seem to look quite like myself—my face is different, though not completely different, and my eyes seem to be the usual color. I step back. It’s been a while since I’ve done this—and actually, I’ve never done exactly what I’m about to try, but it doesn’t seem like it should be too hard. I’ll create myself something more appropriate to wear. I extend my hands, palms upward, feeling energy gathering.

But it doesn’t feel right—there’s some kind of a resistance there. As I notice that, I also see something standing behind me in the mirror—a furious-looking panda bear approaching me. I turn around, looking into the room—but it's empty. There's nothing there. I look back at the mirror: furious panda. Well, this is a little creepy. But because it’s a panda, being furious just makes it look ridiculous rather than menacing. I step backwards into the room with one hand behind me, feeling for the spot where the panda ought to be based on its reflection—but I wake up before I can get to it.

6.3.18

Video. (8:46)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_o0wqKfuRBs


Mix of fragments.

There was some kind of competition where I was flying around. There was something about how the judge didn't really like my performance because I didn't have much regard for the audience. I stopped to look at my phone during it. This had one of those underground rock concert types of feels to it that recurs in my dreams, but I never remember clearly. I filled out a form after my competition that said I thought my performance was the best.

The judge was a woman. She was talking about how when she looks at a menu on her phone, it lights up too bright. Then, it becomes unhealthy to have to scroll through the menu for too long, as it is hard on her eyes.

In the room with the competition, I was with another guy, who had been on my team for the performance, or something. This advertisement for a product that burned stomach fat was showing to our left on some kind of hologram screen. It showed a person's stomach with red energy moving through it and eliminating stomach fat. I was very skeptical of this "localized fat burning" concept. However, before I told him my opinion of it, I asked him what he thought of it. He might have been hopeful about it, and I didn't want to crush his hopes. I told him I had already formed my own opinion but I want to know his, so I don't take away his hope. That was nice of me!

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I think I fell back asleep thinking of some dreams at some point. I had rolled onto my front with my right arm in a really bad position, and had to move immediately when I wake up. I always worry that this dislodged some of the dream. My mind also kept thinking about intactivism when I was trying to remember my dreams. Intactivism is an important subject to me but I can think of that any time. Where as after a dream, I need total focus on remembering the dream.

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There was another part with a rapper. The rapper's father was talking about how he had to go to something like 3 to 4 to 8 surgeries in the last 8 months. So the idea was that everyone struggles, even those who seem to have it all.

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There was something about a girl and trying to get high. I think there was some type of excitement with a group of people.

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It also took me a moment to even think of any dreams I had. But recalling first round of dreams has gotten different lately in that the dream memories will come to my mind more slowly over the 15 minutes or so after I go to the bathroom and lay back down. instead of more all at once like the other dreams. I still only recall first round of dreams vaguely for the most part, but it seems I always recover at least some memories more consistently now.

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I had another dream in this part where J G L came to mind. He was an actor in the dream. I couldn't remember any more.

Smoking Indoors?! / Sharing my Note Pad

I woke up from these dreams and it took what seemed like a while to think of anything. Then, the last thing I heard came to mind, which was Robert Monroe's voice saying, "Many people have seen me in their dreams, and asked me, who are you?" Something like that.

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My earliest memory of this dream was of a lucid dreaming You Tuber making a video title. It had a blue rabbit, then a green ghost thing with smoke. It was about how he didn't dream last night.

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Later on I was in a field playing some sport with my Uncle who I always fight with, and his friends. The sport involved kicking a golden ball thing around a field. My Uncle got up close to me and there was some conflict. My Uncle's friend said something like, "Strawberries aren't allowed." There were images of big strawberries up on a near by shelf. The location was kind of like my Nana's front yard. I tried to visualize more about this to pull up more detail but couldn't. When that didn't work, I tried to re feel the emotion I was feeling during that scene, which was that I was trying to run away. But I felt like they would run me down and catch me. Fear, anger, being chased. It didn't bring up any more details though. I also felt very outmatched in the sport, and right when I got the ball, my Uncle came right up next to me and took it again. Also my Uncle and the older men were smoking which I was at odds with.

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There was this other part where my friend Josh was saying he had just had relations with a woman. He was going to tell myself and another one of our friends who was there all about it. I was getting my phone to record him for a You Tube video, because it was a big deal. There was something on my phone I can't remember clearly. Like an app with a white kind of back ground that came up.

Then it became this marriage counseling place. I had a laugh here. I was filling out this questionnaire and the question I was on asked how many times I had been married. I opened the drop down menu and selected something crazy like 27 or 30. I thought this was funny because it would be crazy to be married, divorced and remarried 27 to 30 times in one life span.

As I filled that form out, having a laugh, a kid came in and asked one of the woman at a desk for her help. She said she was busy with clients and could not help him. I felt bad to see the kid neglected due to the adults workaholism. Maybe it is a quick hint not to neglect my own inner child due to workaholism.

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Later I was in front of the local grocery store. I was thinking about this insomnia treatment I got (dream context) that helped me sleep. So now I didn't need to try to have good sleep hygeine because I could always go in to get this "fix". Then, as I walked by the front windows of the store, I was thinking about how it would be cool if I could work multiple jobs and never feel tired. Something about how this would help my relationship with a woman.

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In the context of this dream I was working at the local grocery store. My friend S R was also working there. I think I had some trouble working there and might have had to leave. But I came back. I was buying something from the register on the far right. Then I saw a guy who had checked out his groceries with me earlier but this time he didn't have apples. So I brought him apples or asked him why he skipped apples this time. I explained to him that I am not obsessive or anything, my mind just remembers things well.

Then while checking out at the fourth register, the woman ahead of me was buying her cigarettes. It was Mimi, and another woman. I was saying, "Don't buy cigarettes!" Mimi was lighting the cigarette right in the store, to take a quick puff indoors. I sort of stared for a moment before realizing what was happening. Of course, I did not actually smell smoke. In waking life, the smoke travels so fast, but in dreams, I can see a huge cloud of smoke but smell nothing. This could be a dream indicator in the future. But in this dream, the smoke was freaking me out!

I yelled at her and then ran to the back of the store. I saw a heavy set brown haired woman who kind of looked like my Aunt. Her name was Patti. She was saying how she smokes in doors too or something. I remember touching her back.

So then I was panicking as these people smoked indoors. Just then an african american guy came up to my side and started to tell me about a law that enabled people to smoke in doors if the building or room was big enough. They only couldn't smoke if the building or room was too small. He said how he had to be selective which buildings he went in, to avoid the ones that could contain smoke. Or else he would start to panic. We went into some kind of office or something. It was like he came to my rescue. It has helped in my dreams when other people in the dream agree that smoking is a nuisance.

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Then I was really mad and just sitting along the side of a hall way, leaning against the wall. Some how the grocery store had transitioned into a new type of building. Some times locations morph in dreams.

A man walked by who needed paper. He had a spiral bound note pad with paper he had written on one side of. I clearly saw the blue lines accross the page, and his writing in pencil. I had three different sized note pads. I had drawn on the front of every sheet of paper, but the backs were not drawn on. I pointed out that on top of a nearby vending machine, there were stacks of paper that might work for him. They seemed to be some kind of building plans. he said he looked there already. I guess those pieces of paper were all used, but some big construction paper sheets looked fresh to me. I was looking through to see which pages I could give him. I wasn't willing to part with most of them, but the ones in the back seemed like I could do without them. I tried to draw what I saw on them in waking life.

One page had this pencil drawing of Mew Two. It said the phrase "Mewtwo Continuum" at the top.

Two other pages had this circle with the letters "W" and "R" in it in black writing. It stood for "waking reality" and I guess depicted different zones of consciousness. The circle was going around an orbit. On one page it was red orange and on the other page, aqua. I had a sense that I had taken these notes earlier in the dream.

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Whatever else happened at the end, the last thing I remember hearing as I woke up was Robert Monroe saying something like, "Many people have seen me in their dreams and asked me who I am." I had the feeling something very cosmic happened at the end of my dreams this time but couldn't remember specifically.

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As I said, I almost thought I was going to draw a total blank on these dreams. It really scared me. They came back to my mind in a really delayed fashion. I am glad I didn't give up on them. I just kept thinking, "Come on, I had to have dreamed. What was it?" And aiming to reach the place in my mind that had the memories, staying perfectly still.

Living near a dock?

I definitely forgot some parts earlier on in this. I was doing something on a computer that was interesting. Something with the word "Trialed" As in "T R I L D" or a new L D technique. Then a heavier brown haired woman behind me was shaking her hair around, saying her hair didn't go down past her neck or chin. I turned around and said I thought she was doing a dance. Not that I was making fun of her.

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Then I had walked from a new home we had just moved to (in the dream context) and got to where the local creek is. I walked there and then realized there was no walk way back. I remember having passed under this bridge. I could hear some people in their boats, boating around very boatingly. I was thinking of how noisy the creek is and how it wouldn't be a peaceful place to live. I saw a bunch of sky blue out house things where the houses actually are if you look back up hill from the creek. The walk way vanishing and leaving me stranded on this dock thing was surprising enough for me to think I might be dreaming.

I tried a finger palm test. I am not sure what the result of it was, but I knew I was dreaming. My vision was fading in and out a lot, like the dream was trying to end. I tried to keep the dream going somehow. But I was pretty worked up. This tall white padded wall was behind me. To the left of that was this tall bridge that was black underneath. Cars were going fast on it and very noisily so. I didn't try looking out on the creek. I thought of just jumping in the water, but I was too scared. This big fish came up on the left side of the dock but the vision in the dream was very dim.

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I felt my body in my physical bed then but it was weird. because I was seeing this dream flash of a tan door and a golden yellow circular door knob. this seemed unusual to me because it would be too dark to see that right now. Also, I sleep with a blind fold, so I shouldn't be able to see anything. But I actually opened my physical eyes and could still see it, as if a hole was in my blind fold. (Later, I checked its position, and it had been fully covering my eyes. ) This was interesting just because of seeing something of a dream with my physical eyes open. This caused me to wake up fully though. As I woke up, I heard a voice say, "Curiosity killed the cat!" as if to say I shouldn't have opened my physical eyes, or I could have dreamed more.

*Later, I realized that my waking life door knob is a handle, not a door knob, but the same color as in the dream. This is good to notice these differences since often I dream of my physical room but when i wake up I realize there were slight or major differences I didn't notice from how it is in waking life.

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I think I botched the recall of these by moving to flick the voice recorder on too soon. I think if I had stayed still, I could have remembered further back. But I did it too soon because I was afraid I would forget it if I waited too long to record. So there is that fine line for me when moving too soon to record will dislodge parts of the dream before I can think them through. Where as waiting too long can lead to me falling back asleep and losing much more. Gotta find that sweet spot in those times and it is okay to not do it perfectly every time.

Trapped in a room, scared!

I forgot earlier parts of this dream. My memory starts with me in a library. I was looking at a book shelf. I was looking at this book on the shelf about dogs. It was a childrens book with a Lavender cover. There was another of the same book to its right, but wider, as if part had been cut off the one I had returned. There was a hand written note saying my name, and "Come talk to me please, from, Michael" who i guess was a librarian.

I went up to the librarians and tried to ask them about the book. Then the desk reminded me of the dock in the previous dream and I realized I might be dreaming again. That was kind of a unique lucidity trigger. I tried a finger palm test. Again, I don't clearly remember it going through, but I knew I was dreaming. I tried to talk to the librarians about something, or ask them to help me stabilize the dream. But then I flew over their desk. Then I flew really far to the right side of the library. I forgot the rest of that part of the L D but I lost stability and "Woke up" in another L D.

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As the next dream began, I was opening and closing my eyes. I saw that the kitchen at my parents old house was appearing before me, and I knew it was a dream. I kept trying to check my hands anyway, for stability mainly. I kept losing my vision, but then I would use a lot of mental will power to make the dream reappear again.

the palms of my hands had tiny hands growing in each of them. I had never seen that before. At one point I saw this flash of these ghosts shaped like dog heads kind of fly by, maybe making some noise, which was kind of scary. Then I was back to walking through the house, checking my hands, and trying to get to the front door for some reason. No real dream goals came to mind, I was just responding to what was around me.

Then I found myself in the living room of that house. I saw the red couch my parents had long ago, some windows, and some other stuff. A table in the middle. Stuff all around the walls of the room. And I noticed the doors had dissappeared so it was all closed off. I think some claustraphobia set in. I walked toward the remaining hall way but a wall magically appeared to seal the room off almost completely. There were still some windows but for some reason I didn't try going out them.

I thought I might still be able to go out the windows or phase out through a wall but I didn't try. Fear started to get the best of me. then this battle music from a video game, like Pokemon battle music I think, came on pretty loud. I thought that someone or something was coming to attack me. I oscillated between feeling like I could handle it and then feeling overwhelmed with fear. I contemplated choosing to wake myself up, but decided to stay in the dream as long as I could.

Then I felt myself pinned to a couch in that room. My fear got up to a new level as I couldn't move. I woke up at that point in my physical bed, with an image of a scary golbin sort of face in my mind, with long jagged teeth, and thought the dream through before moving, and that was a run on sentence. :-)

Although I was scared, this wasn't over the top nightmarish to me. It was kind of creepier than my usual dreams but I wouldn't count it as a lucid nightmare. I was feeling some fear but not night mare level.

Recon-SILLY-Ation with my sister!

I considered this dream a BONUS because I almost didn't fall back to sleep.

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I remember there were more dreams earlier but not what they were. One I remembered was seeing a little green grasshopper.

Then more stuff happened I forgot.

Then there was this part where I was trying to go into the Evolution fitness in the next town over. The lights were on bright. It was late, between 9 and 10 P M. The guy at the desk was saying that I can't work out unless I have a membership. Some how that didn't make sense, as if the gym is open to the public except for certain hours. My friend Steve walked out of the gym and said something to me as he was leaving. I remember the guy at the desk was the guy who worked in my local gym before it closed. I vaguely remembered something with a squat rack.

Then I think there were more parts I forgot.

Then the big lucid dream happened. I was at a desk in the room I lived in at my Nana's as a kid. I was doing something at a computer. There was some food up the desk and to my right I reached for at one point, wondering why I put it so far away.

I was hearing this song by a well known rapper. It was a "diss song" directed towards another well known rapper, or a few. The lyrics were very clunky and it sounded like a really un skillful free style. It seemed like he was dissing the people more just for something to say, instead of really meaning to say that message. As I listened to the words, I was doing something on the computer, or drawing. I forgot what though. Also I remember a kid there, maybe a tan kid or Hispanic. Not much about it though.

Then there was a distinct line of the song I was trying to remember. I actually dreamed that I woke up and clicked the button for my voice recorder and said it. It felt just like waking life. It is amazing how fast my dreams adapt to new habits.

So then I "woke up" into the room at my Nana's again, now looking at this black and grey male manican. "He" was wearing a blue shirt and plaid boxers on his head, and I forgot what kinds of pants, maybe brown. I was still repeating the lyric over and over to myself that I wanted to remember. Then this manican started to say something louder that took away my focus. [COLOR="#00FF00"][b]I realized this was a dream sort spontaneously. At first I thought the manican and I were going to fight, so I prepared to defend myself. We were kind of swinging our arms at each other but not touching. Then the manican turned away.

It occurred to me to ask him who he was. (That is pretty good lucidity for me. ) The manican actually became my sister. (Now the reason I titled the dream Recon-SILLY-Ation was that in my dreams in the past month or two, my sister has been trying to kill me! Something happened 1 or 2 months ago and now she has not been talking to me. So this dream was kind of nice. ) She was laughing and giggling a lot, kind of as if laughing at me. She sat on the edge of a full size bed in there, which I guess was hers, and said that we should put a video about this dream on You Tube. And that the title should have Capital Letters On All The Words and Include Feelings Words. It was really silly. She was kind of saying it to make fun of me because of how I want to tell the world about every dream.

Then she went to the head of the bed and poured this clear slimy liquid where the pillow would go. She put her entire head in the puddle of liquid and laughed more. It was a joke about drooling a lot. L O L. I was asking her something like, "Are we cool?" But she didn't respond in a direct way.

She was still laughing a lot, and it seemed to be laughing at me this time. I went to look in the mirror to see what it was, because who knows, maybe I had a funny dream face. I looked in the mirror, and I only had one nostril, and a big round face. My brown hat was on, poking up like a cone. Wait, I thought, did I just have only one nostril? And I looked again, and there were two. This time I saw how big and round my face was, and my nose was really flat. Also my teeth were pointier and had more spaces.

I forgot exactly how it ended. I think I turned around to face my sister again and then felt myself lose stability. I must have tried to rub my hands, and then everything faded out.

I think this dream ended with this flash of that fuzzy grainy grey black and white T V channel screen thing from the olden days. Either this dream or the last. That's the second time I have noticed a dream end that way.

Notes.

These dreams tonight were definitely cool ones. The last dream really pulled it all together and gave the night of dreams a lot of meaning. As I typed them up and listened to my voice recordings of them, I also made some hand drawings which captures some of the visual memory from the dreams. It worked out pretty nicely this morning and I felt fairly focused and productive.

I've been trying to have a lucid dream for a long time now. It seems like my excitement in highschool really helped me back in the day.

I went to a concert saturday night and saw dj snake in washington dc. Not planned, aunt molly decided to join me. And it seemed like a substance that helped me get there.

The dream scene was a cafe. There was a counter to the right of me that wraped right. There was a menu above the counter and people behind there answering orders for people in a line to the right corner. To the left corner was a round table with people sitting down. Outside is daytime. At the concert I had seen someone wearing a mask from v for vendetta. In the dream, someone is in front of me. I start to say in my mind "this is a dream.... this is a dream..... this is a dream!!!!" and there I was in a very real cafe. It's crowded with vivid colors. The person in front of me starts to take down his vendetta mask, people in the background wearing the masks start to take down their masks and are all looking at me.

I start to lose lucidity, I start to forget this is a dream although I'm yelling that this is a dream. Someone sits me down at the table to the left of me. There's five or six people at the table giving me looks. A guy across from me has a tea cup full of a substance showing me something. He tells me to do what he's doing, he takes a sip of this substance of what I think is coffee and he swishes it around his mouth violently and then spits it out. He tells me "this is the way to lucidity." So I try, I take a sip and start to gargle it in my mouth and then when I try to spit it out there's nothing in my mouth so I try again a little bit embarassed.

And when I try again, I get it in my mouth and spit it into the cup, in my vision is this crazy psychedelic vision where there's 5 bright yellow lights in a diamond and one in the middle all over my vision, and it starts to overwhelm me.

Eventually I end up at a ski resort yelling that it's a dream. I'm looking at my gloves and getting really excited, I was on a ski lift overlooking a mountain. I could see people below me having a good weekend skiing. The ski lift had turned backwards several times keeping me riding.

I need to mention here that I had very lucid experiences but because my dream recall is not up to par, I cannot remember the best details of the dream. It was an amazing experience but I can't really explain the best part about it all because I haven't been trying hard enough in dream recall. There were conversations that went on in that cafe and there were conversations with someone with me on the ski lift that I cannot remember because remember your dreams is very difficult for a good reason.


I had another non-lucid where I was in a house that looked like a country house out in a field. I was there and it seemed like my brothers were living there, but in a way I was an old man and the people living there were also old man. I went to leave off the back porch. There were spider webs all around the deck that blocked me off from the back lawn. And it was not just obvious nightmare webs it was very subtle webs that I would look at very carefully before telling someone near me that there was no way I was going there.

And at some point I give a very soft attempt at getting out and I pay the consequences because these spiders aren't normal spiders they must be from some other universe. Two spiders climb on my left hand, they start to burrow into my skin. It's like they are using my skin as a blanket and they tuck themselves into my palm but it doesn't really hurt. I become part of a very quick and limited commentary where someone explains the reason of this. The scene is changing in front of me but I'm focused on the bugs that are burrowing in side of my skin making red marks.

Creepy FA

I woke up in my room with semi sleep paralysis. I felt an evil presence there and started calling out to Satan??? Really strange I would do that. That's all I remember.

I had a lucid at some point but I forget the details.

Cookies

Asuka sent me to visit Jamie with a bunch of cookies. I felt very awkward bringing them over. I kept wondering why Asuka would send me to visit someone i haven't talked to in several years. I was really dreading the meeting.

Lost

I was heading home but wound up in my backyard and discovered a huge ditch with parts under construction. I tried crossing a part with a bridge that was just a tarp strung up. I fell off it somehow and landed on a plank. I discovered pathways in the ditch and the place seemed a lot bigger. I didn't want to get lost in there so I decided to try and climb back up.

Other dreams are coming to the surface but can't hold onto them.

1 million

Dream about some youtuber who said he would take off his hat if he hit 1 million subscribers. He wound up hitting that many. Then he was walking around town at night with his hat off. I thought he looked really strange with a bald head.

Video.
Here was my dream journal drawing video for the day.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8dS2CLwuPIk

A few nights ago my dreams were more vivid when I played my Pokemon game. I can't always find time to play it but I will try to pay attention to if vivid dreams correlate with when I play that game, since it is graphically vivid.


Return the Gold Coins.

This was the first time I woke up throughout the night. The first part of the dream that I can remember involved a baseball game. The first baseman caught the ball and got a guy out who had just bat. It seemed fast.

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I was in a parking lot, backing out of a spot with friends in the car. I rubbed against the car to my right, but there wasn't damage.

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My Dad was helping me or my friends get out of a parking space or something. He was setting up a rig to tow the car. Before we left, I had to return this stack of gold coins. My Uncle would be mad if I took the gold coins with me. I really wanted to take them with me. But I looked around the woods we were in to find a place to put them. They were gold coins with a reddish shine.

I gave the gold coins to an older woman whose house was nearby. Then I saw W N pushing a janitor's cart from bathroom to bathroom. Also somewhere in there I washed a baby's face.

My sister shot me!

In parts I forgot, there was some kind of video game my sister and I were playing.

~

Where my memory starts better is that my parents were having J R and L L over, two of their friends, and other friends in that friend circle they had. L was cooking some rice dish. he warned me that there was alcohol in it. My Uncle was commenting on my Pokemon shirt and saying something was the solution.

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I found myself eating some of that rice, then wondering if the alcohol had been cooked out, or put on after cooking. Not wanting to risk it, I spit out the alcohol.

~

I got into a fight with my Mom and Sister somehow. In the kitchen I was shaking my fists at them and saying mean things. My Mom said I have a lot of issues. I forgot what sparked the fight. I was afraid she would call the police when I was just expressing my emotions.

The lights got brighter and I was trying to take out the light bulbs. When I took both out, a new light came on.This made me realize it was a dream. My sister ran into my Mom's room and I followed her. I could tell she was going to get a weapon to attack me for some reason. Sure enough, once I got to my Mom's room, she was reaching into a white couch. She pulled out a shot gun and aimed it at me. She fired it. I didn't know what to do. I don't remember what exactly happened after that. I think I had a false awakening of trying to dream journal before actually waking up. Also, I fell back asleep before I recorded these, and had to do some mental digging. Luckily, I was able to salvage some. Got to walk that fine line between not recording too soon before I am done going over it in my mind, while not waiting so long to record I fall back to sleep.

Flying Dog

My memory of this dream begins with me being hit with a tranquilizer dart. I forgot what happened before that. But I was lucid at that point.
So I was a dog running around. Then I was hit with a tranquilizer dart kind of thing. But instead of a tranquilizer, I got the understanding that it was actually a stimulant dart. It gave me the power to fly and concentrate. There were all these colored darts on the walls. I was in some kind of competition where the goal was to fly around and gather as many darts as possible as fast as I could. The darts became magic markers. I realized I could use telekinesis to pull the darts to me. This helped me gather a lot more points faster. I had to put them under a table as I went. Eventually I just chilled out in one place and moved them all telekinetically. Then up on a balcony thing there was a woman pulling down some darts. I used telekinesis to put a bunch of giant aqua green markers on top of her. It didn't crush her or anything, just sort of rolled off her back. I don't know why I did that.

Then I was a human again. I had a crate of silver coins. A woman asked me for help getting a quarter out of a coin collector case, like the ones they had for the states quarters. I helped her get it out. Then there was a very small child there, crying a lot. I thought of giving him a quarter, and maybe that would help him feel better. A slightly older toddler was behind him, not crying. I decided against giving him the coin since that might not be what he needs now. maybe he needs someone to just listen. I think that was the part I woke up from. Maybe I could have asked, "Why are you crying?" But I didn't think of it.

I think after that one was when I had my false awakening. I dreamed I was writing and recording my dreams. But in a different setting than usual. A brown room with 3 guys at a big podium, talking about some different things. The guy on the right was being silly and making silly hand gestures. Then he went and sat in a chair on ground level. I looked closer and saw he had a big neck. he looked to me like a popular actor who has passed on so I wondered what he was doing there. Then it became a T V show which ended. Then another show began. I could feel everyone in the room having a sense of togetherness about watching the show together. The show started with seeing someone walking from behind a glass window. It was called University of Pace. Then I woke up.

Brontosaurus Kiss!

This dream sequence began, well, I forgot how exactly it began. At one point I was trying to get a grease trap from my old house to bring to install in the stove in our new house. I was afraid it wouldn't line up size wise but then it turned out it looked like it would.

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After that my memory of it begins with me examining this thermostat. It looked more like a circuit breaker but it was where our thermostat used to be in my parents previous house. I was worried because no one had lived there for a few days, but the heat had been on. So I was trying to turn it off. I didn't want to call my Dad to ask him how, because he would be stressed that it had been on. My friend was there and trying to help or something. There was an on or off switch type thing on the top right but nothing was clear. I thought of unplugging it or something.

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In the next part I remember, my sister was enabling these younger kids to take my stuff or mess with me. I was kind of scolding the younger girl but not too harshly, which I feel bad about, because I am not in favor of scolding kids. Then her Dad came up and he was this huge man with black hair. He said something about "all this mess".

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I was in the back yard of my college house.I realized I was in a dream when I saw a little brontosaurus. I went up to it and it gave me a kiss! I forgot the other details.

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I was walking up from a near by beach and saw a person in a white car. Something made me realize it was a dream and I went to talk to them. I climbed into the car through their front window. They said they were a manifestation of my bed.

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I had a false awakening of me running to find my car. I was trying to write my dreams on this plastic board in markers. It seemed almost not to work. I was freaking out because my car was no where to be found, and time to record my dreams was ticking away.

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I had another false awakening where I was at a camp site. It was morning and I was trying to record some dreams before going for a little more sleep. Beyond a fence, two kids were walking by. I said good morning. They said, good morning, we're going to "shoot out the birds for the morning!" I thought that sounded like a terrible thing to do! L O L. I was mainly worried about being able to write my dreams and get back to sleep, which would be hard with them shooting. But I was aware I couldn't stop them.

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I had one more false awakening of being in my physical bed. I dreamed I was writing my dreams, then typing them, then wondering why I wasn't using my voice record them first, like I have been. I became lucid when standing to the left of my bed. I was hearing this pod cast of two guys talking about emotionally shut down kids and how to help. I realized it was a dream because the sound was not coming from any where. I actually cried in the dream and asked the guys to keep talking. I said I needed their help. I think I forgot it was a dream and laid back down in my bed. I drank from a soda bottle then a water bottle and then tried to voice record my dreams.

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I woke up in my physical bed, for real this time, amazed. it was funny because with each false awakening, I realized the false awakening before that had been a dream, but not the current one.

Notes.

I was frustrated with my recall so I made this playlist of all the Youtube videos I ever found which give advice on dream recall, as well as dream recall meditations and affirmations audio programs.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JMSz...aOUQiN7rW8EK3L

I plan on keeping adding to this as I come accross more videos on dream recall. My idea was to just listen to it on Shuffle. It is exclusively about dream recall. It has lots of videos from at least 25 different people.

I get out of bed and I didn't notice it but I am in my father room in the old apartment complex that I use to live in. I walk towards the bathroom and open the door. I check to see myself in the mirror and turned on the lights. What I see makes me panic and yet at the same time amazed with some odd confusion. My hair, the only physical aspect of me I care about is almost completely white. Except for 2 strands of hair that remain black.

The hair was pure white and I look closer to mirror to see if I had age. But I did not, I come back out of the bathroom thinking something is wrong. But then I notice the entire room had become darker due to no longer having sun light shine through the window. I now see that it was dark like night, which didn't add up because I was only in the bathroom for 30 seconds. The idea that I must be dreaming surface in my mind.

I look around and everything look intact and real. I felt real and everything I touch feels real. I decided to due an RC and attempt to breathe through my nose. It works and yet at the same time I wasn't sure if it was really working. So I decided if I keep this semi awareness and explore the world around me that I will eventually see something compelling enough to convince me it is a dream.

I walk out of my father room and could hear someone running down the stairs. It was my brother and he was talking things I do not understand. He then had a huge smile and makes an attempt to jump at me like a bear. I use my right hand to knock him down to the ground. My face light up with a smile as I knew now I was dreaming. My vision increased and all my other sensations were heightened now.

I could feel the neurons freely firing in my brain. I open the front door to see the outside world for it was my destiny. I open to see my old garage become as huge as the outside sky. I also notice everything was covered in Christmas decorations. It was amazing, such a beautiful site to witness. I walk to the outside and was greeted by a huge woman in a elf costume. She was around I'd say 8 feet to 9 feet tall. I use dream control mentally by shrinking her to a respective human height.

But now I made her way too short, she appeared to be 2 feet if not 1. I then reverted her to around 5 foot 10. She treats like a royal guest and shows me to the find the greatest toy's Santa has built. I began thinking about my cousin as I know if she was here she would enjoy seeing all the toys and stuffed animals. I walk around and requested to meet my cousin. I then see her appear wearing a green sweater.

I began showing her which toys she like's as the woman in the elf costume leaves with a robotic moving snowman. I soon after have a false awakening.

2018, 03-04

Haunted House

I am in a long hallway. I look around to see where I am. The hallway is dimly lighted and the walls are lined with disturbing paintings but no doors. The paintings all depict people and animals being tortured by monsters, so I do my best to ignore those as I proceed down the hall. As I proceed I notice the hallway seems to be getting distorted, twisting around me until I am walking on the wall instead of the floor. It is proving to be quite disorienting, but I see an opening at the end of the hallway and I make for that. I step through the opening and then immediately fall to my right, landing on the floor of the room. The orientation of the room has corrected itself from that of the hallway. I get to my feet and look around the huge room. The room is almost so large that I could be outside, illuminated by a dim glow. I see torches burning on the walls that appear impossibly far away. Behind me, a door slams shut, blocking access to the weird hallway. Then the door itself disappears and becomes part of a blank wall.

I’m not really sure where to go now, so I start walking forward and into the vast room. I see someone up ahead, as I get closer I see it’s a woman with her back turned to me. She has long black hair hanging down her back and it sounds like she is crying. I ask her if she is ok and the crying abruptly stops. The woman slowly turns around and glares at me with hatred in her eyes. She looks like the woman off of The Grudge, her long hair whipping around her head as she turns. She is glaring at me with an incredibly evil look and then she snarls that it’s all my fault. I ask what is my fault? She just repeats that it’s all my fault and then she shrieks like a banshee. As if they’ve been summoned by her shriek a flock of strange birds swoops down attacking me. I focus on Damage Inc. and take them down with a large fireball. She shrieks like a banshee again and now zombies dig their way out of the floor and attack me. I use fire again, blasting the zombies away with fireballs. But I don’t aim any fireballs at the woman, she needs help.

After the zombies are gone the woman seems even more pissed. She asks in a rage why I have to always ruin everything? I still don’t know what she is talking about, what I might have ruined. I focus on the song Touch My Heart from the Devil Hunter Yohko soundtrack. More of the birds are attacking, and I see zombies as well, but the song has surrounded me with a shield of light energy and when they try to pass through it they erupt into flames and are consumed. So I focus the energy of the song on the strange woman. Light energy erupts and surrounds the woman as she comes towards me, shrieking louder than ever. I can even hear her shriek threatening to drown out my music. I focus on making sure the music stays louder, but it is near deafening. The song comes to an end and the light energy flows into the woman, and she collapses to the ground. The light becomes momentarily blinding and then it fades…

I am now standing in a rather normal looking hallway. It is not too long, and there are doors on both sides. The pictures hanging on the walls are the standard type, landscapes and other places, nothing disturbing or creepy. There is a woman on the floor not far from me. She looks hurt. I go over to her and ask if she is ok. She says she thinks so, but doesn’t sound certain. I focus healing energy through her in case she is hurt. I ask her what happened, she says she’s not sure. She says she saw something of a strange light but she’s not sure what happened. I look around to see if I can find any clues. I see nothing out of the ordinary. Then everything fades as I wake up.

video
This video was fun to make this time. The dreams were very visual and gave me lots to draw.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uL5JRXNMWbc

Round 1 of dreams.

I remembered a part with my sister and I, in a tree. And a part where I was with these people walking through some place I can't remember much about. But it was like there was a word in yellow at the end of each pathway.

My memory of it gets a little clearer when I got into this city place. I talked to some guy, maybe asking him for money. Then someone was being fired and someone else got their job. It was a restaurant job. My friend and I were restaurant staff, walking around with glass pitchers of ice water to fill people's cups.

A bunch of kids were calling another kid a mean name. I was thinking of telling the kid how he was a great person. Because other kids had such a negative view of him, he would have to develop his own internal sense of self confidence. And define himself instead of letting them define him.

I ate a white dessert food in a kitchen. Some kids were saying how they don't eat or use the bathroom on the morning of cooking or eating competitions. My friend A K had a dessert food. I asked for a chunk. I needed a chunk of that dessert food to buy minutes for my phone so I could call him.

I went into the kitchen to look up his number in my old phone. It showed an app. I had to select why I didn't install the app. I selected that it was too similar to other apps I already had.

Round 2 of Dreams.

In one part, I was moving windows around on a computer.

At the end of the dreams, I was hearing my sister very emotionally crying and saying some words. Something like, "It was only two weeks. Why did we have to get into a dollar fight?" And something about "Why can't we be in Heaven for now?" Her emotion really affected me deeply. I was watching an electronic screen in the dream as I listened to her, and considered going to comfort her. But I was already listening.

I woke up in my physical bed very confused, thinking she was next door. It took me a while to realize that my sister lives upstate and that was just a dream.

Round 3 of dreams.

I was in my garage moving something. There were some melodic song lyrics I was trying to keep in my mind for when I woke up.

I "woke up" in a bright room. I had slept in a hot tub. I was trying to take down the song lyric and all these lights were on. I thought it was too much light to go to sleep again but I really wanted to record the dream. My Mom and Sister were talking in the next room, and I worried that it was making it difficult for me to concentrate on the dream. (It was a false awakening but I didn't know. )

I "woke up" again (in another False Awakening) and this time I was walking by some kids. I saw a really nice looking pink crystal on the ground and gave it to one of the kids. It was a flaky stone. Then I went down a kind of swirly pole thing on a jungle gym. As I walked around, I was relieved to know the last dream had been a false awakening. But, I didn't know this one was also a false awakening! L O L.

In the next part I was in my car outside the local deli. A guy looked stuck or confused about where to go. He was with a little girl, maybe his daughter. I had some "dream telepathy" that he was deciding between going to the deli for healthy food or walking elsewhere to an unhealthy place. I called out to him, "Go to the healthy place!" He didn't acknowledge where the words came from but he headed for the deli.

I was laying on my back and this older man was standing over me. I forgot exactly what happened but I realized it was a dream.

Then I was in "the void" but seeing images flash before my eyes. images, and words. Like credits rolling after a movie. On a black back ground. I tried to pay attention to what I was seeing, knowing I was dreaming. Some cool images appeared. Words appeared, slow enough to try to memorize at first, then sped up. I just relaxed and let it go. I was sort of moving as I watched all this but not really. I have had this feeling before, like in this Spongebob scene I had in another dream, that is hard to explain. It is like I feel like I am moving my physical body but still seeing the dream? But not quite.

I was back laying on my back with the older man there again. now he had 2 pairs of scissors. ("Scissor hands kills me, please, please, free me", and circumcision trauma, comes to mind. ) I knew it was a dream and tried to hold back his scissors. I felt he was overpowering me though. I looked in his eyes and started to say, "I love you, father." He wasn't my Dad. But those were the words that came to me. He stopped being an attacker, and became a friend. It seemed like he was really happy. Then that part ended.

Right after it ended I was back in that void, same as a paragraph or two ago. Seeing more stuff. The dream was showing me these amazing childrens book covers with colored pencil drawings of cool dinosaur types of things.

One was green with a dandelion type of thing on its head. It opened up its dandelion thing. Then the dream showed this other creature flying in the sky. This creature jumped up, went to rocket speed and caught the other flying creature in its dandelion head thing, I guess capturing or consuming it. It was awe inspiring. This was on this island thing.

Maybe some more stuff happened on the island thing. But I remember this young girl throwing 3 plastic containers into the water off a tall dock. I asked her why she did that. She said it is all biodegradable basically. I doubted the plastic would dissolve and flew down to pick it up. One thing had purple jelly in it that was getting into the water. This creature swam up to us saying "I am the sugar substitute snail" L O L.

I was feeling I might need to use the bathroom and record the dream soon since it had been so long. I thought if I asked the girl her name, it might help me come back to the dream later. I asked, "Young lady, what is your name?" She said Cheyenne or Sheyanne, however it is spelled. I mis heard the first two times and said, "Cyan?", and "Keyeanne?" She kept correcting me until I guessed, "Oh, Sheyanne?" and then I woke up in my physical bed.

Round 4 of dreams.

This one was quick. Just me at my desk, and hearing a voice say some very relevant things to my waking life. One was, "It is all about silencing the mind." And some other more personal advice I never would have gone out looking for had it not come to me in a dream.

Round 5 of dreams.

I forgot some earlier stuff but my memory starts with me in a bathroom. Then thinking of responding to a question that was posted. I became lucid somehow. I had some thoughts of morality within dreams.

Then I was running down the main road in my town, as a human, but on all fours. I picked up this little case of Pokemon cards along the side of the road, and looked at them as I ran. Running in the dream felt cool and stabilizing. Most of the cards I just passed through, but this amazing 440 H P Raikou with all gold grid on the card caught my eye. I stopped and looked at it.

One of the move slots said to wake up and write down the dream so far, then come back. So I figured I would do that.

Maybe some other stuff happened. Not sure.


Then I had a false awakening of using my voice recorder. only it was not working properly and I started to panic. As the voice recorder kept giving me problems, I panicked more and more. I got a horrible sinking feeling that I had lost it all.

I was so relieved when I awoke in my physical bed for real.

Notes.

I thought these dreams were excellent. Really enjoyed them. I had a conversation with the "dream intelligence" as I fell asleep that I think led to some really top notch dreams. Basically telling my dreams how much I care about them and such.

I dreamt that I was in some sort of indoor market. I started talking to someone about lucid dreaming, and then realised I was dreaming. I did the nose plug RC to confirm. Then I looked at my fingers- 7 on each hand. I also tried the finger-through-palm RC but it didn't work. I tried to make the ceiling disappear so I could fly outside, and woke up during the effort.

When this dream started off, I was in Labyrinth (from the nosleep horror story on Reddit), in the room with the jackets, spiders and the hidden key. I was bitten on the finger by one of the spiders while looking for the key, and it left a massive hole there. I became scared that the spider had laid eggs inside my finger. I found the key in the next jacket and was teleported outside the room.
I was then talking to my mother in a canyon. We turned around and there was a street behind us. Jack (my 7-year-old brother) was driving a black car back and forth. After a while he went straight past us down the street. I became lucid and flew after him.
The car changed from black to bright green. I landed in front of it and for some reason decided to throw it into a field. I realised that he might get hurt so I flew under it and caught it, setting it down gently. Jack wasn't inside it anymore though, instead there were two men with blue afros.
I decided to go back in time to find Jack.

I wake up in the middle of the night from a dream and realize this is a good opportunity to induce a lucid dream. I check my phone quickly for the current ToTMs and find a couple that interest me. I decide to first do the task: "How many times can you fold a piece of paper before it doesn't work anymore... Or can you fold it endlessly?"

I fall asleep and find myself in one of the rooms of my house. I am lucid and recall the task. Luckily, there is a piece of paper nearby which I pick up and hold in half. The paper is stiff and it is a little difficult. I fold it in half again two more times, counting as I do, and the paper continues to fold as normal, but once I do it after that, the paper is no longer stiff and is easy to bend. I look closer and realize it is no longer decreasing in size when I fold it in half, so I can continue to fold with no effect. I lose count of how many times I have folded, but I have my answer: I can fold it endlessly. Now the dream either ends or I lose lucidity because I can't remember anything after this.

So I was watching Thor - The dark worlds last night. I thought I could try and fly with Mjolnir in the next lucid, if I have trouble flying. I also sen an intent to visit Asgard.

I got lucid last night. First I saw this land covered with very shallow water. Like a huge lake. It looked very monotonous, but I said out loud "how beautiful' and the skies on one side started to turn a bit pink and orange, rest of the land was in silvers and grays. A bit scary looking, but me saying "how beautiful" I tried to make it something else.

Then I remembered how I wanted to fly with help of Mjolnir. I looked around but didn't see it. So I picked up a large rock and moved it fast in front of me, hoping it's momentum will make me follow it into the air. But I couldn't lift off at all.

I'm no longer lucid here. Looking out from my mom's kitchen balcony window. There is a tree, looks like an eucalyptus. As I look more and more up, I say wow, this tree is so huge, and the tree is getting taller and taller. It reaches up to the clouds. I call my mom to look at it but she can't be bothered. I think that if the tree break, it will fall right on our house. At that moment a huge limb, which like rest of the tree has a very smooth, light gray bark, starts falling down. I call my mom to look. It's still falling, now I see it from the opposite window, in the living room. I yell "its still falling, come and look".

Created Thursday 01 March 2018

I've two LDs and a few other things to note.

Scrap Group 1
Playing the Demon roguelike. I kept stumbling into an annoying pack of quick dark element enemies in the late game. One of said group had pre-fused demons with physical resistances. I take advantage of their link to keep from getting overwhelmed.

At a beach during a grey day. I got into a kickboxing fight with a bully (though I can't deny having part in escalating things into such). Previously, I talked a good game. But once the battle started, I soon realized I was way in over my head. Not only did my opponent outreach me, he also had a lot more stamina. The others around there agreed I'd no hope of winning. Brief interlude, then round 2. In desperation, I started with a jumping knee, and tagged the guy right in the chin, stunning him. The bully lost his nerve, and made a predictable charge. I responded with another jumping knee, flustering him further. Transition somehow to below.

Dream 1 - Video Game City Ruins

The visuals were mostly clear. I was passing through a seaside walkway during a violet sunset. In the distance was a vast metropolis. But, unlike the rest of the environment, it was depicted in colorful 16-bit graphics. This reminded me of Streets of Rage. I was enthralled at the glittering sight, and by nostalgia... until I noticed that half the city was in ruins, on fire, and billowing with green, toxic vapors. This jumpstarted lucidity. Hand rub. I elected to just look around, and noticed my brother, Darnell, nearby, to whom I spoke about the somewhat familiar view. When I glanced back, the city had vanished. Things destabilized, and the dream ended.

Scrap Group 2
In the bathroom. Something was wrong with my head.

Dream 2 - To Find a Bad Guy

Dreamlets transitioned to a dream. The visuals started blurred. I was in a non-descript room with a wide screen TV, glancing at that Bible novella mom keeps watching. Got lucid a minute in. On an impulse, I tried entering the screen to fight the bad guys, but couldn't. Still, I tried attacking regardless. This seemed to have effects on the other side, if delayed, and with some occasional freezing.

Warp to the void. I continued shadowboxing, and also spun in place, until a scene formed. I found myself riding around town during daytime. My family (or whom I presumed as such) were with me. Anyway, I had the driver seek out those aforementioned villains. Before long, we stumbled into a withering crop field, and then, an arid desert. A setting not unlike that show above.

Things hazed up into a brown void. Once the visuals clarified, I was surprised to find myself within the razor-teethed maw of a gigantic creature. The instant it opened its mouth, I rocketed out, and ended up in deep space. I glanced back to see that the beast was a granite-brown, worm-like alien. It chased me momentarily, though it had no chance of catching up.

As I got further, I noticed an even larger and far more dangerous being behind the worm: a colossal, cackling Kid Buu from Dragon Ball Z. I dived down, and suddenly landed on Earth in the middle of a city. Buu, however, was fast approaching. In haste, I powered up, and shot a huge ki-blast at the demon. Despite my skepticism, this somehow vaporized him in one shot. Still, I considered his regenerating. So, I whirled my hands, from which I formed a great tornado to vaccuum his remains. I then tried finding a container to keep him sealed. But, the dream warped, and I stirred awake.