lucid

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.

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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..."



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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.

Awake Non-Lucid Dream Lucid Dream

Went to sleep at 0200. No dreams remembered.

Woke up at 0700. Stayed up for an hour, and went back to sleep at 0800.

When I went to sleep, it was pretty easy to become lucid, although the first few times I tried to get out of bed, I lost lucidity. Eventually I was successful. I felt as if I already knew I was dreaming, but I had to make sure. I didn't feel entirely lucid, but I felt aware, which was enough. I tried a few RCs with my hand, and nothing worked, so I got up (wit difficulty) and looked in the mirror. I imagined my face had a giant crater surrounding my right eye, and that's what I saw. I observed my face, feeling not as freaked out as I thought I would be. Then I imagined myself normal, and that's what happened. I went next to the mirror, trying to put my hand through it, but it didn't work. I then possibly levitated, and lifted the mirror to reveal a darker mirror underneath it. This one I could put my hand through. I went through this portal mirror to the halo world. It looked like Halo 3, and I ended up shooting some grunts with a BR. I was able to control how many bullets I could shoot at once, and at the end, I was able to change the color of the reticule just by thinking its color would change. I then started screaming for its color to change from blue to red several times, and it did. Then, knowing I could control the dream by screaming in it, I screamed "clarity!" for more clarity in the dream. I felt myself more aware of the dream, but not much. I then screamed it louder, and the dream started to collapse.

I then woke up, realizing all of this only took 33 minutes.

-Hanging out with about five people in a room in my house. One of them is M and he's the only one standing up, right across from me, playing guitar with a somber expression. I can't remember where the conversation was, but after some guy to my left says something, M chimes in by saying that he regrets "making (girls?women?) wait for hours," then he leans forward, stops playing, gives me a pained, meaningful look and says, "Do you think that was a mistake, too?" I almost cry looking into those eyes, so I turn mine down and think before being honest and saying, "Sometimes.." M looks conflicted between hope and despair, then I say in a lower tone, "But this is another life.. y'know?" M just sadly nods, gets his things together and leaves. I feel terrible, like I've torn out his heart, and the extreme emotion makes me semi-lucid. I start floating, phase out of the house, then fly after M, who's just turning the corner. It's sunset and warm light is streaming down from the left. I swoop around to get a good look at M and I see that he's as close to crying as a guy can be without actually shedding tears. I feel awful, but something about all this makes my lucidity rise up and I realize I don't care. I start flying back towards the house and see a female DC with short black hair walking towards the neighbor's house like she lives there. There are a few more DCs waiting for her on the porch. I fly rapidly up to her face and point at her, screeching. I just feel like scaring the crap out of something. At first, her eyes widen in surprise, then she settles into aloofness, giving me a look like, Ha! you can't do anything to me. I then "remember" that she used to be a powerful, evil witch, but her soul was taken out and put into this new body so that she would no longer have powers. At first I'm a little uneasy, then I get cocky because of her having no powers. I buzz around her head like a giant, annoying fly for a bit, having fun teasing her, before fading into some vague non-lucidity then waking up.

-DEILD into a low-awareness lucid in my bedroom. I realize I'm in a dream state, but that's about where my lucidity ends. I just sit there on the edge of my bed and think about the previous dream, which brings me to M. I start imagining myself being very forward with him and asking for sex, but I think that he'd be afraid for some reason. Then something clicks in my head and I think, no of course he wouldn't be. I get up and try to summon him for a second, but decide to stop so I don't end up ending the dream. Instead I go to the window. Outside is the front yard of my Dad's house. I "remember" that C has already left for work, but I see the car parked part-way in the shed. It looks different though. I look around some more and see a more accurate representation of it parked under the trees with C inside. He seems to be on the phone. I phase outside and into the passenger seat of the car. C ignores me and continues talking on the phone. I FINALLY think about the totms and remember the music one first. I turn on the car stereo and the repetitive music from one of my daughter's toys starts playing. I'll have to make a recording of that later.. Only other thing I remember is phasing out of the car and flying off.

i´m in the kitchen and cutting something. i move some steps and step into my slippers. the right one is kind of to small and uncomfortable. i realize that i´m dreaming. i stop cooking and open the window and jump out of it and land on a little stoneplateau. i remember the challange task and jump over the fence to the next house. i phase thru the balconydoor and find myself in the kitchen. the lights are out and on the ground are a lot of leaves like noone be here for some time.
i rush up the stairs and while running up rubbing my hands. in the first floor i go to a room and want to open the door but loose vision. i try to come out of the void but cant manage it.
a false awakening is following that i dont recognize as such.

NLD LD Comment

Yesterday (morning of 2015-08-18 comp #1):

+ pool party for cool guy, girl jumping across pool stream, girl drowning in pool stream (T daughter), pull her our and administer CPR, she's a barbie doll, coughs our brown/yellow water eventually

WBTB

+ teaching S2 to drive, thugs in the intersection (there goes the neighborhood!), at first I'm nice with them "I'm teaching my son to drive!" then I get angry and chase them off, throwing swiss cheese at them, I get concerned that they're Danny Glover's kids. A black man starts walking following us in the (now toy) car, I'm concerned this is Danny Glover and I try to ignore this and take several short turns, I decide I should turn and face him, then I see he is not Danny Glover. He says "You told my kinds you'd make our lives hell if we moved here?", then he jumps head first into the ground up to half of his body and only his legs are sticking up and one of them sort of folds over flapping there.

+ work meeting at N, there's a mole from R; girl talking about how many day's I've been working

+ at DD's dad's restaurant, they specialize the sauce for each individual customer's preferences

+(f) climbing a large structure of rough rocks

+ early investors complaining complaining that later investors got a much better deal

+(f) decorating a very large room


Today (morning of 2015-08-19, comp #2):

+ talking to guy who gets scary, flying (backwards?) over pine trees and little flying (bullets?), strange procession including the "King of the University" who approves my request (thanks to dad)

+(f) sexy-time

Spoiler for sexy time:

I'm finger-blasting a girl

+(f) a guy and a TV, trying to get it to tune in

+ bowling 2 frames, floating over the lanes, tripping the foul line

+ reading music, playing my instrument, the notes are mostly low, including an F#

+ major renovation at childhood park, basketball level extended far forwards adding two more rows of courts, they've cut down most of the trees in order to make space for this, scary guys, look underneath the ground to see massive (water?) storage tank area

WBTB

+ CD wants to move to "Heh-ward", I think this is a bad move, but I decide it's poor form to say anything

+ standing at counter, trying to figure out CG model, sexy-time a model?, girl at counter chastises me for confusing things; son screwing a girl on the side of highway, "they'll see what you're doing!"; pretty girl calibrating sensitive speech-recognition device, see counter girl again and joke about earlier antics

+ (LD #137) strange stars/lights, massive crowd laser-pointer effects show, climb hill, people sleeping on blankets among the crowd, cat walks and sits on guy's face, evading assassin with Kyle Chandler, assassin captured and put in irons, enter store, give guy my second soda, stop by pretty girl sitting at a table with another girl. She's sitting with her legs up on the bench, I'm on her right side. She is leaning up against the back of the bench.

Spoiler for Sexy-time content, LD#137 inside:

I come up to her and reach out my right hand and rub her stomach, I'm a bit concerned about a reaction from her or the other girl. I look at her crotch and she's wearing a very thin covering like a bikini bottom and nothing on her legs, I can clearly see the shape of her (ahem) through the thin outfit, a very clear camel toe. I look at her face, and I tell her "You're really pretty!", she answers in a really sweet voice, "Thank you!". Then I realize I'm dreaming and say "I'm dreaming" as a confirmation. I look back down at her (ahem), and lightly reach out a finger towards where her skin is poking out a bit from under her covering, think about reaching in under but the clothing is too tight. There are a few small whips of hair poking out. She peels off her bottom and her (ahem) is fully exposed. I lean down and lick around for a while, then sit up and look at her, wonder about the dream stability, and

I wake up.

Morning of August 18, 2015. Tuesday.



This was after my most interesting dream of this date. In this case, it seems Zsuzsanna and I are within an “invisible” geodesic dome (one of the main settings for higher levels of communication, it seems) which is quite large. It would have to be to contain an entire carnival within. The carnival is apparently “closed”. It is late at night. There are blue lights here and there that provide minimal illumination.

My wife and I walk along, half walking, half dancing, so cheerful, not caring that no one is operating this rather odd carnival. At one point, I see a “roller coaster” moving about (though eventually actually more like a monorail) that is actually seemingly alive, glowing a sort of lighter green in contrast to the lights. A giant robotic spider “ride” walks around on its own for a short time, but is no threat in any way. (I even think I hear a human-like groan from it.) Still, there are no signs of any other people (yet).

The fortune-teller booth (from “Batman Forever”) sits in one area. We acknowledge it humorously but minimally as we go around in a somewhat circular path. We puzzle at it as being everyman. It cannot seem to make up its mind about where it wants to “go”. It laughs eerily and artificially but cannot move out of the booth as only its fake arm sways back and forth randomly. It seems “stuck” in its one sad little “role”.

The song “Bad Days” (by the Flaming Lips) plays over and over eventually and our dance-walk seems even more cheerful.

“You’re sorta stuck where you are, But in your dreams you can buy expensive cars, Or live on Mars, And have it your way…”

The watermelon scene in the music video reminds me so much of home…

“In your dreams, Show no mercy…”

Oh sure, it is an awful, terrible song, with awful, terrible music, but it is such a charming novelty and reminds me of the first couple of years I spent with Zsuzsanna.

The “fortune teller” comes out of the booth, now a real man for the first time ever, somewhat chubby and gray-haired, it seems, and dressed normally, informally. He snaps his fingers, kicks his heels, and walks up an elevated path over a hill (seemingly westward). I know that we will never see him again and I never see his face, and he never turns to look back at us.

“And all your bad days will end, You have to sleep late when you can, And all your bad days will end”…

Someone is knocking on 104. Knocking. Knocking. Knocking on the door (just like in the music video at that part of the song). Someone is knocking on our door at 104. (In real life, same number, exact time - synchronized with my dream’s residual rhythm.) It is a parcel delivery for our oldest daughter, which she soon gets.

I have slept later than usual as the real knocking on 104 wakes me.

Oh, Source, you so funny.