lucid

That stupid carpet. We're at a new house (again!) and we're talking about pulling up the carpet because it's in rooms that it really shouldn't be in.

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Wanting to give a talk for authors at the library. My dream mixes up two people that I know in real life.

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I'm walking through an American university campus. Apparently there's a new trend where entrepreneurs rent out chairs for five bucks. The chairs come with cherries, and there's something to do with cheese? You might be sitting on it, though.

The cherries look pretty meh, and a lot of the people around think it's silly because the whole point is to go for a walk with your chair and then find a good space to hang out. Who wants to walk? And they only take cash.

I go to walk away from the chairs, but the lady manning the chair-pile clears her throat and I realize that I'm hanging onto one of the chairs. I put it back in the chair pile, but she keeps glaring at me and I realize that I'm also carrying a chair in my other hand. I put it back.

On the edge of the chair booth, there's a short plastic fence blocking a steep, steep hill. I decide to hop over the fence, but I have a little bit of trouble with it. The chair-lady moves her chair a bit to let me pass. I get over the fence and I'm falling, bounce partway down the hill and land at the bottom, going into a roll. I have enough momentum that I keep running out of the roll, onto the sidewalk and—

Near miss. A bus almost hits me as it goes around the corner. I laugh, exhilarated, and keep running. If I run through the park, it will be cool enough despite the hot day.

I keep running, and eventually find myself at a library. I go into the building, heading towards the climbing wall (because there's always a climbing wall in libraries.) I'm going to climb it without ropes.

At this point, I stop and say "I'm dreaming. I know I'm dreaming," mostly so that when I do my challenges, my waking self will know that I'm allowed to claim the points.

I jump onto the wall and take the first few holds, moving upwards and then along a "ceiling" that juts out from the wall.

Up and around, and I'm counting as I go "six moves, seven moves, eight moves."

I'm two-thirds of the way up the wall.

I change gears, moving over to the "hard" side on the left. The final moves require you to move out from the wall and hang, unsupported by your legs. They look scary—the theme involves jutting teeth and wild colours.

I reach for the final moves: "fourteen, fifteen—"

And with a wild swing, I push out from the wall and barely keep my grip—

"Sixteen!" I shout, and let myself drop.

At the bottom of the wall, a man working for the library/climbing wall wants to know whether I thought it was too easy (but I tell him that I'm kind of playing on cheat mode, and it's fine). He asks about the first few moves on the "basic" side, and I tell him that they're perfect.

Next on my list: teleporting. I focus on the neighbouring house that I want to use for my Week 1 Comp task, and fwoosh—

Find myself pushed back into the waking world.

it was kind of a semilong dream but long enough so i forget the beginning how i got lucid... strange/a shame

I do an RC and i am lucid, i am in a room, maby in the university i think in the room next to this is a big cooling chamber. i first go in there but i return to the room because i first need a skirt for some reason and someone... i see two fridges and i want to let the skirt apear in there. i sit infront of both and open the left one. one pair of socks appears. i close and open it again. now there are two pairs of socks... again close - open aaand two dishtowels complement the socks *g* damn it i think and try the other fridge. and voila a green short pants. close enough i think take it out and stand up and think about what to do. i switch the room again but then remember my 3 step task starts with flying so i want to do this first. i go to a window jump out and start flying. at the beginning not to fast and with no aim but then i head straight to the stars (it is night with a lot of stars in the sky). i accelerate and the stars blur a little bit. then i turn around and head to the ground and after some time flying smash hands first into the ground. it didnt hurt or anything. i stand up and begin to fly again but this time slow and chilled. there are 2 other DC´s one of them was flying to i think and the other one is walking outside. it is a meadow and there are some rly cheap plattenbau near by. i land next to the friend walking and tell him i will teleport into the next tree. i try with a stupid gesture but it dont work... nevermind i think and i walk a little bit with him. i stop and there is a little platform with pole as a target. i want to make a beam of ice and it kind of works but is not that impressive the DC stands next to me and we evaluate my powers then i tell him wait fireballs are more easy and i throw some fireballs. then i start throwing with my right hand fireballs and with my left hand iceballs i kind of loose myself in it because it is kind of a lot of fun but i do ita lot longer then necessary. after some time some of the balls change into shining juggling balls and left of the podest is a kid and the balls fly against the head of the kid.
my vision gets black and i try to reenter the dream. i start hearing a female friend of mine saying something but get to exited about and wake up for good.

DILD #1:

I was having some argument with an old man in my class and he started to try to beat me up. I ignored his punches, feeling like he couldn’t harm me, then calmly walked to the lecturer to dibby dob on this naughty fella. The guy kept kicking and punching me in the back of my head as I casually strolled to the lecturer, but it didn’t hurt at all, and I refused to hurt him back. I told the lecturer, this extra muscular, bleach blonde guy in his 40’s. He said to the guy that was still punching me, “Aw, don’t worry about it, I won’t kick you out of the class!”
The angry DC smiled and said, “REEEALLY?”, and then proceeded to skip off into the distance merrily.
I started to realize it was a dream but I didn’t remember that I was in a competition, so I just messed around with the DC’s for awhile.
I stuck my foot into a fish bowl and pretended that gravity was like it is in water. I was taking huge leaps all around and slowly floating back to the ground. My classmates’ jaws dropped to the floor.
I said to them, “You think that’s cool, well watch this!”
I then started to fly/float in the air. I grabbed another classmate by the hand and lifted him into the air as though he was light as a feather, then I made him float right beside me. I think I got distracted by some school stress themes at this point and lost lucidity. I remember looking at one of my old friends’ grades from undergrad and being very jealous and impressed at the same time.

DILD #2:

I was at a park with Dreamer and some of her family. It was a bright sunny day and I was standing on a dirt path, talking with her Dad. Dreamer had gone into a wooden building alone to talk with a relative. I think that the intended discussion had a very sad undertone. I suddenly noticed that her Dad had turned into her Uncle. I was confused and I said to him, “I’m sorry, are you Dreamer’s dad or her uncle?”
He silently stared at me.
I spoke again, “I really do apologize if this seems strange, I have trouble telling the difference between being in dreams and being awake sometimes.”
He continued to silently stare.
I did a nose plug reality check and air went through, but I still wasn’t convinced that this was a dream. I made a rock fly into my hand. I watched it levitate there for a good 10 seconds, admiring its details and the contrast between the beautiful, soft lighting and the deep shadows. I dropped the rock and flew up to the second floor of the wooden building that Dreamer was in. I broke through the wall by gently brushing my hand against it. Heavy, wooden logs fell all over Dreamer, but I made her invincible so that she couldn’t be harmed. I smiled at her as we locked eyes. I noticed that her green eyes were even more vivid, outlined by teary redness. She had been crying. I gave her a hug and then picked her up. I carried her in my arms while we took off flying to find a concert hall. I saw a couple dream characters that looked similar to Percy and Sensei, so I pointed at each of them and gave them a flick of my finger to let them know that they would do. They both started flying with us. I looked back and there were several clones walking where Percy and Sensei had been. I felt like the dream was in a strange loop back there, like in old cartoons where the background scene will keep repeating itself.

I saw a concert hall up ahead that looked kind of like the Sydney Opera House, but I felt unsure about the duration of this dream. So instead of going to see a concert first, I said to everybody, “Hold up, we’re going to take of some unfinished business first.”

We all landed in a grassy field outside of the concert and then huddled in a circle. I summoned a pillow for each person, but they were tiny, SUPER tiny. They actually looked like pincushions. I thought that would be fine. I made mine and Dreamer’s get a little bit bigger and let Sensei and Percy keep the pincushion pillows.
My pillow ended up being like a couch cushion and Dreamer ended up wielding a giant memory foam pillow.
The battle began! But it was much less exciting than I anticipated. We all looked like a bunch of 12 year old nerds gently beating each other over the head with pillows. Dolphin appeared, he was a skinny Nigerian guy. He started fervently bashing Sensei with his pillow, yet he was being very gentle at the same time. I said to him, “Hey man, you’re hitting the wrong person.”
He immediately started to hit Dreamer instead.
I noticed that Percy was standing off in the distance, watching us battle it out. Typical Percy, playing the tactician and letting us weaken each other so that he could come in at the end and be the victor! I think that I actually noticed him standing to the side because some random DC lady was hitting him with a purse. I held my pillow at eye level and made lightning come out of it, but only a very faint, transparent bolt came out. Percy was unfazed, so I made him catch on fire instead. He stood there with a smug, cocky look on his face that said, “Doesn’t even hurt, I don’t care if I’m on fire, doesn’t even hurt!”

I then said to everybody else that we needed to work together to take out Percy. We all joined forces and started charging at him, pillows billowing in the wind. I woke up.

Morning of August 21, 2015. Friday.



I was trying to feasibly do two things at once last night; that is, doing a bit of extra research and writing and doing dream-making preparation exercises (involving image projection and affirmations) during the same time period, which of course, lacks the fluidity of natural dream construction and does not result in extended apex lucidity. Granted, it creates lucidity and in-dream full awareness on one level, but via an unusual perspective and while lacking the otherwise automatic settings and scenes. This particular type of dream is very different than other types, where the dream-making self and the sleeping conscious self are not fully linked as in apex lucidity, yet still as if awake at some levels (and seems to be one of the only types where critical thinking skills are vaguely present at times). Of all the different levels of consciousness, this is probably one of the most annoying. Although surreal events can and do happen, there is no telekinetic ability or abilities involving reshaping of energies.

Before going into a fully rendered in-body dream, my focus was a bit unusual. I was in an atypical form of very light sleep paralysis, the type where you can hear audio pulses and see half-rendered dream settings (and even feel light phantom touches), but rather sparse in attention. A young girl’s voice says “hear me…hear me…heal me…” very clearly (actual sound rather than just the felt waveform), which seems almost like “real” contact of some kind. This brings me awake and I ask Zsuzsanna if it was her and she says no, she had not been sending, intentionally or not (and even so, there is often a minor blue flame event when that happens).

Eventually, in-dream, I am back at my computer and I know I am dreaming, yet for some reason, I am strictly limited to my physical form in the chair. Of course, being in my dream, the computer is not behaving as it should. I am trying to get to a particular tab in Firefox, but the mouse is not responding very well.

So what I do, is peal the tab I am trying to get to off of the actual glass of the monitor. Eventually, I notice about four layers, each related to a particular tab in the browser. The computer monitor starts to separate into several layers of very thin and pliable glass (though more reminiscent of plastic in pliability), and it looks like I may have damaged something. I try to push the thin layers of screen back together and my fingers go a few inches into the screen as the thin sheets of glass are a bit out of alignment.

From here, a small white furball with an emoticon-like face, about the size of a white Furby, but with no ears, falls off my desk. It seems somehow alive, as it does hop around a few times, though a bit chaotically. I try to get it to act aggressively or to make a hostile face, but there is no response. It grins at one point and I try to get it to sprout fangs, but nothing happens. This annoys me. Intense emotion is having no effect on my intent to alter dream nuances. I cannot even create a proper “monster”, not even a little one.

I get up and go outside where there are three tyrannosauruses sleeping in our backyard on their stomachs (the biggest facing north and along the east fence opposite the public footpath, the other two facing east and west). It seems just prior to sunrise, but there is enough light to see their overall shape and certain other details. Maybe I can get a dinosaur to chase me. That might be fun. I did it often enough when much younger. I try to mentally will the dinosaurs awake, but that does not work. I kick them. Nothing happens. I jump around and kick them several times (even in the eyes) but they do not stir. Finally, I use my last scrap of mental energy and wake one up. It rises up on two legs but soon is “pulled” back into its sleeping form - like an accelerated series of movie frames, with the residual impression that the sleeping form had not moved and its waking form was only a fleeting ghost image, being pulled back into itself by sparse wispy tendrils.

Instead of relaxing and staying in my dream or trying to step into a preset scenario, I deliberately “walk out of it” through the fence and make a rude gesture to the three sleeping giants behind me.

1. I had just walked into my room. I looked around out of boredom and noticed that something didn't feel quite right. "Yooo, no way. I'm Lucid bro!". I walk over to the window on the left side of my bed and look out of it. I can see my backyard and the patio and it all looks the same as it would in waking life. "So if this really is a dream, I can bust out this window" I said out loud to myself jokingly. I knew for sure I was dreaming though. I run at the window, jump, and smash into it with my back. I somehow get halfway through the window, get stuck, and then get flung back inside of my room as though my window was made of some sort of jelly substance. "What the hell" I say out loud.
"Yeah that's right boy, I hope you learned your lesson!" I hear an old guy outside yell. "How nice of my neighbor" I think to myself. I then walk around my room again, just looking at how similar to waking life everything seems. Suddenly I hear my mom yell, "Cory, come downstairs!". I immediately get distracted and lose my lucidity.

2. I was inside some sort of hallway. Everything was made of wood. The walls were made of wooden planks, as well as the floor. Everything is dead silent and this makes me highly aware. I walk to the end of this wooden hallway and make a left through a doorway. As I do so, I immediately become lucid. I look around and realize that I am inside of a huge ship by recognizing the interior. The floor was now white, but I'm not sure of its material. I saw dark green doors everywhere along the walls, each one placed a few feet apart from the other. It came to me that these doors must lead to the sailors rooms aboard this ship.
Suddenly my girlfriend appears from around the corner. "Babe what are you doing here?" I ask her. "I came to surprise you hehe" she giggles. I draw her close to me and kiss her on the lips. I hear music start to play all around the ship, but its at a low volume to the point where it sounds like elevator music. "Wow, this is so chill" I think to myself. I take my girls hand and walk around another corner of the ship and I encounter my friend David. "Dude no way, whats up?" he asks me. "Not much David, just Lucid Dreaming you know" I reply. "Nice man, I'm still working on getting my first lucid, and by the way I'm actually 100% gay now" he tells me(In waking life he's not). At this point I'm wondering why he'd tell me that he's now 100% gay, but no big deal.
Me and Kourtney continue walking down the ships hallway until we come to a special bigger door. I open it and we both walk outside and are now on the deck of the ship. Right as we make it out onto the deck I see a plane take off from our ship, into the sky. In front of me I see a group of what look to be special ops soldiers. I walk over to them. "How's it going guys" I say. "Things are getting serious" one of them tells me, "Look at the city". I look over to my left and across the huge ocean that separates the ship from land, I see the city. It is enormous and looks extremely futuristic. The bad thing is though, is that its on fire. I look at the ocean water all around us the ocean is roaring with huge waves. It seems as though we have been caught in the middle of a thunderstorm. I see lightening in the sky, and it is raining pretty hard to say the lease.

DILD#1-I was trying to fall asleep when I noticed there was more light than there should be. I got up, pretty sure I was dreaming. I tried to jump to teleport and went though the floor to the void. I tried to imagine flying over the ocean but ended up back in my room. I teleported to the void again in the same manner. This time, the ocean appeared, although it was dark. I went underwater and noticed a huge shark which noticed me as well. I fought the shark, pounding it on the nose. I flew up out of the water and noticed there was a concrete wall on the shore. I focused on pounding the sharks head on the edge of the concrete as it was chasing me. This caused the shark to quickly become smaller until it disappeared.

I was now walking on an alley in a city. I started to lose the dream but I was able to focus on my hands until I was grounded again. I decided to phase through a stone wall for more points. I was now trapped in a courtyard with junk all over the place, so I decided to fly. I noticed the sky was now overcast. I woke up.

DILD#2-I was trying to fall asleep when I felt uncomfortable, as if there were more pillows than there should be. I saw that I was in a red and black room. I jumped into the void to teleport. I tried to imagine flying over the ocean again. This time, I ended up flying over a lake in the mountains. I tried to drop into the lake but instead kept rising. Eventually, I summoned enough willpower to dive into the lake, which was pretty shallow. Then, the dream forced me back up into the air. I thought, screw it. I'll do my summoning right here. What's bigger than human size? I put my hand behind my back to summon an eagle. I felt it bite and hold on to my entire finger. I struggled to break free from it but it only gripped tighter. I tried to get a view of the eagle but it was too big and was on top of my back. I somehow was able to free myself from and leave it behind. I woke up.

I was in my old childhood room at my parents’ house in Colorado. I wondered how I got there, since I was in Australia last I remembered, but I dismissed the thought and started thinking about other things. I wandered down the hall into my parents’ bedroom where I found my Uncle. He was in there with his Chinese lover. I rationalized that he and his wife had gotten more open about their relationship since her recent bout with cancer. His lover said that she was studying to be a naturopath and that she wanted to do an energy healing on me. She put her hands on my tummy and was sending loving, healing energy into me to fix my stomach. My uncle took her place after about 30 seconds, and he was way better at it than her. He was gently blowing onto the area that he was sending energy to, as though he was fanning a flame. I felt very happy, appreciative, and connected with both of them. My uncle put his hand on mine for a minute.

I walked out of the room and into the kitchen where my mom was cooking spaghetti. I got really excited because I loooooove spaghetti, but then I noticed that it was filled with meatballs and ground beef and Italian sausage. I was sad, but I decided that I would make my own spaghetti. My sister came into the kitchen and told me that I looked fat. I took off my shirt and showed her that I had no tummy, but then she started talking down to me about being vegan, saying how it was very unhealthy and that I was pathetic for only taking my philosophies on how I want to live my life part of the way. She was saying that I should go move to a commune and be in nature rather than half ass things, because I will always be supporting corrupt corporations and unethical practices as long as I’m in society. I lost my temper and said to her, “At least I’m trying, I’m doing the best that I can. You believe the same things I do but you don’t even go part of the way.”

She looked shocked that I defended myself rather than letting her take punches at me without any recoil.
I took my vegan pasta to my room and became lucid while I was eating it. I thought to myself, “This pasta doesn’t taste like much for being dream food”. So I infused it with deliciousness and made it taste yummier. The next bites were a lot better but still not fantastic. I woke up.


I was on my elementary school playground and it was kind of a gloomy day. There were guys throwing a ball to each other, so I ran out to try to get past a defender, but I couldn’t shake him. The guys started to make fun of me and bully me. They made me feel like I didn’t belong with them even though I was just as athletic as them, if not more so. One of the bullies threw a ball at my face and I became lucid from it. I think he threw it at me again and then punched me, but I made myself impervious to harm and I was unaffected. Two other bullies threw their balls at me simultaneously from opposite sides - I caught them both with my hands in the air. I stole a beer out of the hands of the 1st bully that tried to punch me, tore off the cap, and then drank some of it. Very realistic. I tossed it on the floor expecting it to break but instead it just bounced up and down, spewing beer all over the place.
I looked at one of the bullies and told him that he was only mean because he was bald since his mom gave him a stupid haircut and so he was taking it out on everybody else. I looked at another bully and told him that he was mean because he was secretly gay. I told him that I knew about him wanting to have sex with the other guys in the locker room. I whispered into his ear that it was okay to be whoever he was, and that I actually preferred him that way. I transformed him so that he was wearing fabulous clothes. His physical body changed as well. I then took control of him and made him act feminine.
I turned my eyes towards the initial bully that made me feel like I didn’t belong, that had teased me and punched me and threw a ball at my face. I told him that he was the worst of all, because he had no heart. I told him that he had no way of sharing in the pain that he inflicts upon others. I told him that he was already dead inside.
I summoned a stairway that led up to a portal. I told him that if he truly had any heart, then he would pass through the portal unfazed, but if it was as I said, then he would be teleported to a hellish world that reflected how he was inside.

So That's it , I'm starting this dream journal so I can record my experiments, dreams, lucid dreams, and such happenings. Lets hope this time something meaning full will happen and not only unrealistc stuff, such as people spinning on still ballons, mass suicide, and any other meaning of horrible.

For a beginning I'll write a few of my latest experiments.

In the latest dream this morning I fought a guy with two fists, I couldnt hit him untill I also grew two fists on each hand, and from now I was even able to counter his moves. Weird .

In the latest lucid dream, I had a sloppy wild btw, I tried to stabilize with focusing on body, eyes ,sensation and dream enviroment,
Things got quite vivid, but moments after, the colours got more intense, and bright, and the whole room was in dimensional waves , and the painting of earth that hangs on the wall, there was the milky way on it instead and it started to come out in a 3D formation. And thats how the dream ended.

I'm at a networking event that's in someone's living room. In this dream, the very nice houses in the city are on a peninsula overlooking the water, and the host has a big house that fits everyone. It looks a lot like my house, but bigger.

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I'm at the dumpster in our complex, and I've found a couple of really cool chairs that I could use in my studio. My husband is not happy with the prospect of dumpster chairs. I now realize that the chairs that were really nice a minute ago actually have broken lifting mechanisms.

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I'm sharing a dorm with my mom and my brother. This is not a happy arrangement. We've just moved in, and the management is now telling us that we need to move to another one of their properties because they're renovating.

I'm arguing with my mom over whether we should rent a U-haul or take several trips in the truck. She vetoes my U-haul suggestion and says that we can make the truck work, but I say we have two hours to move and we need to take at least three trips in the truck.

A panel that we're loading into the truck snaps, and it flies with force towards my mom's throat.

Pause.

I realize that I'm dreaming.

With my mind, I catch the broken pieces as they fly towards my mom, absorb the kinetic force, and let them drop, harmlessly, to the ground.

I remember that my next task is to teleport—and that I want to teleport to a neighbour's house to fulfill two goals at once—but the dream is getting fuzzy and I'm starting to drift towards consciousness. Blearily, I think that it seems silly to teleport into a neighbour's house when it's right next door. I wake up.

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Malfoy is sending a robot after me. It would be a physical threat, but as long as I pick it up and hold it on its side, it can't actually get to me, so that's a bust as far as evil plans go.

The robot follows me uselessly around the room.

We're in a playground, and I've hijacked Voldemort's followers by pretending that I, Harry Potter, am actually the next incarnation of Voldemort. (Or maybe I am?)

Malfoy is teetering on top of something that looks like the Cirque du Soleil-inspired stunts from Mad Max: Fury Road. He's trying to prove a point. He falls, but he's currently invulnerable.

Still nightshifts

8.19.15 slept from 1pm- 5:50pm, WBTB till 6:30pm

Had hard time falling asleep with my cat purring up a storm right beside me and my arm being funny. So I was kinda dipping in and out when I realized I'm dreaming.

I stood up and jumped out my parents bedroom window and started flying. I realized I always start there and on that street and was wondering how to teleport myself away. Didn't wanna continue flying towards the forrest.

So I remembered how in my first lds I teleported by spinning. Did it, both directions, but woke up.

I knew I'm barely asleep and I again realized I'm dreaming. Got up from the bed and was climbing out the same window. Only this time I felt urgency to get out and it was not easy. Finally ended up on the street. There were some thugs ahead of me so I turned back and left, but there was more of them. I thought It would be a good idea to "get some". We got close but I woke up again.

I find myself in prison. I am wearing an orange jumpsuit with a number I clearly remember as 5791 printed in black along the shoulder. By some power I find myself destroying the lock to my cell and remove myself from captivity. Again, by some power, I conjure two large red canine creatures. They were akin to foxes, but the size of wolves. They defended me against several waves of authoritative offense. I find myself leaving the prison and into the city where I shed my jumpsuit and don blue clothing. The canines have dissipated like dust and are carried away by the wind, simply a vapor as I saw it. I am left alone and I have a certain mustering in my blood akin to anger or greed. A dark and bloodthirsty feeling. However, by now I am accompanied by a strange female figure.

This figure was nameless. She had a physically attractive, rather enthralling form. Beauty was no stranger to her and her skin was sleek and smooth and colored like the moon. It was a silver color and felt like pure silk. Her eyes were a brilliant magenta-scarlet and her hair was wavy and dark. She did not wear a trace of clothing and her slim, curved form was the apple of my eye.

Nearing this, I achieved my first lucidity, or at least what I believe was. I could not control the proceedings, nevertheless my consciousness was awakened and I perceived as though awakened. I knew I was dreaming. She spoke to me in mumbles and I reached forward with eager hands to touch her. I felt her skin more clearly than I had ever felt something in a dream before. It was as pure silk and I could feel every inch of her. There was a certain energy, an emotion and pure passion between myself and this apparition. Carnal activity was achieved and the red-eyed entity disappeared from me afterwards. My surroundings transformed until I saw only white encompassing me. I wore no clothing and I could feel something hot, like fire, consuming my body. In this moment my heart pounded within me and I awoke.

Very good recall last night, and pleanty of lucidity. Guess I'm still working some on the violence though...

I remember I was somehow thrown out of my house with no money for food or no place to live. I decided I would turn to thievery to get by.

I remember I wanted to rob this person's house. For some reason their house was a small log cabin in the middle of the park by my neighborhood. There was also a large apartment complex built along the side of the park. I looked inside their house to see a guy sitting in a recliner with a shotgun and immediately chickened out and ran the other way.

I think I might have had a knife that the guy might have saw.

I then saw some police, and while I wasn't in any way incriminating; and all I had done was look in the window of a house and think about robbing it. I went up and talked to them. They said that they were in the process of arresting this middle aged lady from the apartment complex who I think was having sex with her son. Even though I didn't do anything incriminating I (because dream) told them to arrest me for thinking about stealing from the log cabin house. They put handcuffs on me and took me to prison.

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There was somehow another dream that took place after the dream where I was sent to prison. Though it didn't continue congruently. I was with S and his friend, who for the sake of hiding real names, we'll call L. We were out in the woods on a river. The river seemed to run both up and down very steep hills and over cliffs. We were on inner tubes, but they were all tied together with ropes.

Before we went down this big hill, I remember giving my cell phone to L. He put it into a blue waterproof fanny pack that he had on his belt.

I remember I felt kind of bored the entire time we were on this. In retrospect, it was a fairly fun ride, but I couldn't feel any forces acting on my body and it seemed to be moving far too slowly.

We got to the end where the river ended in a small lake. His family were waiting there along with some other people. I think my cousins were there. S and L wanted me to hang out but I had to get ready to go to Korea for a foreign exchange program that I was a part of. I remember I we walked a ways down the road where the forest gave way to green grassy fields and I saw my parents waiting.

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I was then on my college campus, only things about it were now different. Some of the buildings looked very futuristic. (Like made completely of glass and such.) Others looked like traditional oriental construction. I guess this was Korea.

Somebody asked me about how to say 'Fire' in Korean. I think he was my language teacher who was helping students like me learn the language. He looked something like a younger version of my Taekwondo master. I know Ri is one of the signs on the korean flag that means fire. He seemed happy with that. Somehow, during this scene, I was back in the green grass field where the van was for a moment, but phased back to the university.

I then became lucid for no real reason. There were four or five girls all wearing school uniforms that all came over. They were all pretty much identical, though there might have been slight variations in hairstyle.

"Oh great. Here they come to hit on me. It never fails. Every single dream, you're always the hottest item on the menu..."

When the girls got closer, they tried to seduce me and started taking off her clothes. I tried to make it very clear that I wasn't interested this ending with me making a mess in the bed. I also began noticing that all but one of the girls just seemed like shades or projections. They wold go translucent for a second then phase back into solid existence.

I eventually honed in on the real one and focused on her, causing all the duplicates to shatter and fade. I was able to enter her mind and see that she was able to create duplicates of herself, but they required focus. She was losing focus at that moment because of me.

She was naked, so I willed some clothes back onto her. She was persistent and tried to take them off again. I had to give her the whole 'No means No' talk. She was very disappointed and walked off. I saw her make some more duplicates of herself as she walked off.

...

I think that I might have woken up for a breif time. I remember waking up at around 5:00am.

Somehow, the police from the other dream caught up to me and I was now thrown in jail. I had been in jail for a very long time.

I was a member of this group called the 'Triple Threat'. Three of the most hardened criminals in the prison. (Because almost robbing one house makes you one of the three most hardened criminals in the prison system apparently.) The prison was also similar to my middle school in terms of layout and general feel. I remember one of the guys looked just like like Amit from infected mushroom. The other looked a lot like a realistic Scar from FMA only without... well the scar.

The guards caught on to our escape and pinned us in a stairwell. They said that punishment for trying to escape this prison was death. A sniper shot the Scar guy in the stomach and he died. Then they shot the Amit guy with a bunch of red darts. Apparently the darts were lethal injection darts used to kill prisoners.

The dream went into third person. I became lucid right as the guards got ready to shoot at me.

For some reason one of the of the officers said something really racist about asian people that I'm not going to repeat here.

When the went to shoot me, I dashed forward, dodging all of the darts that were shot at me. I fought a bunch of the guys with dart guns in first person.

This guy with a katana jumped out and tried to take my head. He was the warden of the prison and he was wearing samauri armor. I remember I kicked his helmet off and broke the crest. I went back to third person and started kicking and punching him, faster and faster until I was just a blur. The time slowed down and I hit him with both hands in the chest. A sonic wave expanded out, but there was no sound. It then pulled back in and then blasted out again, this time with sound. The Samauri armor shattered and the guy went flying backward into where the school's cafteria would be if it were the school. The school's cafeteria was normal and looked as though if it had been sealed off and forgotten when the school was made a prison.

Somehow, I had his sword now. I charged for the sniper who shot at me. I cut the bullet in half. He reloaded but I was already on top of him. He disappeared and left his gun (That wuss.) I saw more guys with dart guns coming after me. I reloaded and shot all three of them with one shot when they lined up. I began thinking that the dream was getting to be really violent, maybe I should find a way out out of this fight.

I saw more guys with dart guns coming. There was also this big guy in a basketball outfit dribbling a spiky basketball that I guess was used as a weapon. I remembered how I could scare DCs away instead of killing them all. I decided to scare them just like I did last time. So I went third person, gave myself sharp teeth and glowy eyes. I hissed at them. They ran away but one of them radioed for something else.

I looked behind me and saw a gray and white painted tank. I turned around and hissed at him too. I tried to make myself extra scary by adding black shadow tentacles that time. The guy in the gun turret on top. gave the order to open fire on the 'monster'. He shot the main gun, but I shot with the sniper and shot the tank round out of the air. I started running twoard them. He fired another tank shell that I cut in half with the sword. The guy on the gun turret shot at me, so I sniped off the machine gun.

The tank started backing up, but I jumped on the front. I put the barrel of the sniper down the gun of the tank. I willed the guy in the turret to jump out just before I fired and it exploded. The tank started driving backwards and I heard yelling inside.

I somehow found myself outside the prison. Manei appeared and had a plate of grham crackers with chocolate spread on them.

"I made you a snack, but we have to change to another dream to eat it. It's yummy in your tummy!"

"Alright, you have my permission, we can change to a different dream, as long as you promise to never say 'Yummy in your tummy' ever again..."



...

The dream made a quick transition to another environment. I was in what was kind of a mix between a grocery store and a resturant. Like one half of it was a store and the other half an eating area. It took her a minute to appear into this new dream, but she appeared after a minute. I remember another DC was seated with us as well. Neither of us recognized him, she was just interested in being friendly, I guess.

I lost some lucidity and thought that I needed to get my phone back from L.

"I left my phone with L in the last dream. How do I get it back?"

"Check your pocket."

I did and it was there. Fully charged and even with the background I have set in WL. (That pic DawnEye11 drew of us.) I opened the settings menu but all of the text was all distorted and dreamy.

"No, but this is just the dreams' projection of my phone. I need my actual phone back."

She gave me that "well how am I supposed to help you?" Look.

She then said that my cousins were having a shared dream about minecraft and wanted to send me there. I said I didn't want to go because I hate minecraft dreams, but she sent me before I could tell her that.

I was in a jungle biome. There was a big cliff to one side with a small path carved into the side. There was then a room made entirely of diamond blocks. There were my cousins and also several Minecraft youtubers. Nobody in particular since I don't regularly watch MCYoutubers. The dream just sort of generalized them as MCYoutubers. Three or four of them.

One of them had a skin that was a floating loaf of bread, due to the use of some kind of hack. I remember he was very proud of this because he thought that it was 'so MLG'.

"Okay, welcome to Minecraft Dream/Video part four and one half.. If you like this dream, please leave a like, comment and subscribe to me. I'm too lazy to get a real job, so I need you guys to keep paying me to make stupid minecraft dream videos."

"Well at least he's honest..."

I started flying around the jungle trees. It wasn't really fun since it was exactly the same as flying around in creative mode on Minecraft. I couldn't break or place any blocks. I realized I could still speak to Manei. I told her to bring me back from the shared dream, but she told me the only way to get out was to wake up. So I woke myself up, though it took me a minute.

Due lack of time I am going to post voice recorded dreams:

https://www.dropbox.com/s/el22m13pkv...18-15.mp3?dl=0

4 frags 2 pts
wbtb 2 pts
dild 10 pts
rc 1
interect wife 2 pts
advance flight 10 pts
ad teleport 10 pts
summon buddy 7 pts
show past dream 10 pts
eat something 5 pts
use electronic 5 pts

Total Points: 64 pts pts ~ Total Competition: 200.5 pts

Due lack of time I am going to post voice recorded dreams:

https://www.dropbox.com/s/0uk3g96zk7...18-15.mp3?dl=0

Point count:

3 fragments 1.5 pts
WBTB 2 pts
First WILD 10 pts
RC 1 pts
Interact DC 2 pts
Advance flying 10 pts
Advance Teleport 10 pts
Advanced Leauge: Teleport to a place that you have seen, but never been, in waking life (real or fictional). 20 pts
Banishing a demon + 10
Bonus task 15 pts
Summon Dreamer (enemy) 10 pts
Pillow fight 20 pts

L-DEILD (2ND WILD) 5 pts
Eat something 5pts
Try a computer in a store 5pts

Total Points: 126.5 pts ~ Total Competition: 126.5 pts

The nice thing about dreams is that in the right circumstances, you can just fall forwards, and the air will catch you, like polar opposites of a magnetic field pushing you away from the ground. I float over the grassy hills, and then swoop down to gain momentum and angle my way up into the sky.

I land on a set of stones on a hill and kick back off. I'm in some sort of a competition with other climbers, or flyers, related to a memorial or military ceremony.

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I have a blender, and half the components of the other blender, and they're both the same make and model. There's been a recall, and I'm disappointed, because I just swapped out a bunch of parts between the two blenders so one would work, and that means I won't be able to get the full return value of both blenders.

I leave the blender that I scrapped for parts in a "free to take" area in a local community hall. Later I come back for it because it turns out that as long as I still have the original boxes I can return both blenders, regardless of whether they're missing parts.

I box up the two blenders and bring them to the returns area. After I've returned those, I keep boxing things up and bringing them to the counter.

There's a good quality secondhand drill on the wall, and I think about buying it, but it's $125 used, and that seems pretty steep.

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I'm in a farmhouse, playing with cats. There are a lot of them.

Outside. Sailor Mercury, swathed in shadow, looking sad. I'm trying to tell her that we can fight off the dark thing together, but she smiles sadly and says that she's going to hold it off until I can find a way to defeat it. There's only one way: to create some sort of black hole—something like the wind tunnel in Inuyasha—and trap the dark thing on the other side. When that happens, it will take Mercury with it.

Images of the dark thing tempting travellers into its lair and devouring them. Mirrors hiding the horror beyond. A woman with a seductive smile, waving a man to follow her (she opens her mouth to reveal sharp fangs and no tongue.) Flashes of the different temptations that they'll face. One almost turns away... but it catches him in its web.

I have to stop it.

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Having done a set of dishes before I want to bed, I go to the dishwasher and unload it. I load one set of dishes into the dishwasher, and the dishwasher cleans them. And then I load another set of dishes into the dishwasher. Maybe I can get the place clean before my guest shows up later today.