lucid

28th August 2020 DFLN

Fragment 8:30

Woke up unusually early (not needing to, at least) and from some kind of FA. I was in bed with H and I turned and there was a mantis/grasshopper thing on his pillow. I woke him up and alerted him to it.

Then I got up from bed as H was asking me to find his cheapo soldering iron to kill the bug with. It was skittering about and seemed smarter than an average bug. It was about the size of a ping-pong ball.

The bug then eventually appeared on top of the bed again and H tried to make it go away (by blowing at it?) and when he did, the soldering iron then just appeared (the red and white one) and he grabbed it and started whacking at the bug with it like a weird whip.

Semi-Lucid Fragment 9:30

In a strange (and even more) cluttered version of our home. I went downstairs to the kitchen, the tap was dripping (as it had been for a while) and I knocked my fist against it and a bunch of water splurted out.

I was then doing something but H was here and had to go, his dad was here to pick him up. I walk with them down some blue carpeted stairs? Awful railing/banister, far too high. There's some sunlight at some point, that I appreciate.

They leave and I come further down to close the front door, which is off its hinges. It's a big thick blue painted door made of actual wood, not exactly like our door actually is. Outside the doorway was a busy city street, like the capital of my native home.

Then as I'm faffing around with door, trying to get it back on its hinges, M (from MB) shows up. She's on a bike and so is her new boyfriend, which looks to be a bit of a nasty one, superficially.

She asks me how I'm doing and remarks I'm not looking so good. I notice that she's much thinner and she even mentions it herself. I congratulate her on her weight loss and give her a thumbs up as she cycles away, I think with a smile. Her mouth had been slavering like hell the whole time and her nose looked icky inside.

Then I'm slightly outside, still struggling with the door. But I realise I'm naked and think of going back in so the people in the street don't start staring at me. But then I say to myself "Hang on a minute, I'm naked, in a public street, with loads of people... But I'm dreaming." I become semi-lucid at this point and became increasingly aware of my real body, not managing to stay in the dream properly, especially as I started to become aroused for no reason, my real body just became too evident and so I just woke up

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Notes:
- In the second dream, M's better outer appearance felt like a genuine message of self-improvement on her part, but now that I'm thinking about it, her icky nose/mouth context sort of suggests a rotten inside in some sense. In addition to that, she was together with a (seemingly) bad person, again.
- Oddly enough, I didn't remember the bit where she'd mentioned I wasn't looking so good but I don't remember feeling unwell in the dream.
- In the first fragment, I think I was naked, but there was nothing unusual about it since I'd just gotten out of bed in the FA; the bug would have been a good cue for a RC in that fragment.

Kept having repeating false awakenings and look at the window to see the sky looked very dark and yet slated grey as if a solar eclipse was happening. I look around and woke my self up. This time I found myself in my bed again and walked near the garage. It was half open with the other half missing. I told my father that we needed to fix this in order for no one to walk inside.

My father then said this was bad and that he will see if he can get someone to fix it. Then all of a sudden it was night and I found myself waking up from my bed again. I didn't know if I had dream of all of it or was I still dreaming right now. I got up and realize I was in a completely different place. I was amazed at how luxurious looking it was. My brother showed up and said yea its amazing isn't.

He told me it was my place and I was dumb founded. I couldn't stop exploring around it. That's when I realize I had to be dreaming. I enjoyed looking around in till I ended up losing lucidity and in to another false awakening.

Not too long after a nightmare I woke up in rl and was somewhat in a daze. I look around and felt funny. All of a sudden the dream kind of took me from waking life straight back in to a dream. I was in a car and was already lucid. I was confused because my eyes were open when I was awake . There was a young woman next to me and I couldn't understand what she was saying to me. However I recognize her as an online friend. I then woke up

This was probably a month ago, I think. It is a dream where my dream characters were bugging me out of the ordinary. At first I just went with it, but up to a point it crossed a line. I was becoming more lucid, and angry at them. The people in my dream thought they were going to get me on something, like snaring me in a trap, but I went outside. They followed. I kept going and going, like I was jogging in real life, to just get away. They would have none of that. There was many opposing me, even though I was seeking to withdraw. Once I noticed this, I stopped. I levitated in a lucid manner. And then, then, I well used such force to telekinetically lift earth and rock itself underneath my attackers to such an extent, that it was like an 100 meter asteroid stuck the earth. I lifted such a mass, and then slammed it into the earth with the impact of something falling from space. The crater was 1000 ft wide after I was done. I don't really know what happened to those dream characters, but they are dead now, like if they could die they should be dead as dead can be.

It was flat ground that I flew up, and hovered above. Then I just reached out with my will and yanked up as much mass as I could from the plain, raised it a third of a mile, then slammed it down with such force as if it was impacting from outer space at many miles per second. In a second or two it formed a crater, and my work was done here. After such an exertion, I think I woke up in about a dream minute.

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

I'm in a school and there is a man guiding me. He walks through a door and when I try to enter it it's too small for me. I scream out how he came in. He says he walked through the other door to the right. I go to that door and am able to go through. This school seems to be for people with psychological and physical problems. We keep on walking and reach the cellar. I express my concerns with going to the cellar but he keeps on going. There is a room with a bed so I walk to it. 4 men about 18-20 years old come and jump me from the upper bed. They all seem to have some kind of menta/physical disorders. They try to grab me by my privates and I am panicking and punching one of them especially. I manage to escape and scream to them that this is insane, especially to my guide.

I'm in church and there are some activities. I see Emanuel from church and we talk and I don't like him. There is some kind of girl there too.

I'm in the TV room upstairs and fly out the window. I fly to Hemköp and I am half lucid. The dream fades. This dream repeats about three times I think.

I'm in my bed, thinking about why this is not a dream. I think about how real my breathing feels. I pinch my nose and try to breathe in. I't works so I walk up from bed and walk into the TV room next doors. Usually I jump out and fly away from the window in my room but I decide to change it up today. I start to meditate and try to stabilize the dream. I think about what I want to do. I fly out and it's really dark outside. I try to make it sunny but the dream won't let me. There is a really fast dog that is running in the night on the road. I decide to race with it and I am really fast and succeeds in some seconds.

I'm in my house and try to figure how I came to the place I were. I can't remember and decide that this is a dream. The dream is really dark and the view is 30° turned to the left. I stabilize the dream and it works. I fly out the same window as the last dream and suddenly I don't have a shirt on me. I fly around the city without any intentions in mind.

I'm in the woods and there are some people fighting injustice. I join them and want to use my new bending technique that I have thought about. I had a dream for some weeks ago where a man told me that I need to master three different bending techniques for each element before I can fully use bending in all of my dreams. The man told me that I should start with earth bending. There are some bad guys in fron of us and my friends beat most of them. There is a man standing on a rock. I stomp my foot in front of the rock and it starts to shake and the man standing on it is loosing balance. I stomp again and the rock flies up in the air about 1,5 meters up. I try to hit the rock with my hand and the rock flies about 2,5 meters away pretty slowly. I try to do it again but I'm having difficulties.

Notes: I had a conversation about how hard it is to have disabled persons in the family and that it can be very energy demanding. I think the first dream was about that. I talked with my dad about Emanuel's family yesterday and that's why I dreamt about him. I remember that I inspected the reality of one of the dreams but can't remember which one. I remembered to meditate this night because I have been focused to do that since many of my lucids have been pretty short lately. When I lied in bed last night I thought about meditation/dream stabilization and earth bending. I slept with the mantra "This is a dream" in Swedish.

Again, only unintentional WBTB and intention to lucid dream.

In the following sleep cycle I first got into a non-lucid dream but with ever-increasing awareness. When I reached lucidity I seemingly woke up but immediately recognized the false awakening. Getting up and moving was a little difficult, though also incredibly realistic. I was at my parents' house and slowly walked through the dark deserted rooms. At the front door I used the key to open the door though I'd normally just walk through it - the dream was so vivid and yet unstable that I wasn't sure about passing though objects.
Outside it was a bright, warm summer day. The trees on the left were incredibly coloful with red and purple fruits, swinging in a gentle breeze. The wind also blew my long hair into my face which had - surprisingly - a dark-red color. I decided to go into the garden because I expected it to differ from reality - which it then did of course. It resembled the gardens of a palace with lots of water areas and a fountain in the middle.
I thought it would be interesting to drink from the fountain and tried to make a glass appear - didn't work, but whatever. To get to the fountain, I needed to balance on a swimming log. This again felt so incredibly real that I got lost in thoughts about it - and woke up.

I was still close to dreaming, maybe even in sleep paralysis, and so I just let myself sink back in. Some dreamlets washed over me without letting me enter until one of them opened wider and wider. I got to observe a scene where a black car was chased by the police, driving on a bridge high above the sea. In the car there was a dream character that was me, and a partner. They came to a stop, having trouble with their car. Another police car arrived and barred the way. I was still observing, though maybe influencing the plot, when the 'me' in the car decided to take the only way out - to jump with the car from the bridge.
I saw the car falling down and into the water. Reminding me that this was just a dream, I took my place down there. Now, I was suddenly swimming underwater. Of course I knew that I could still breath and I did - but every breath was difficult as it was accompanied by a sting of fear.
In large circles I was diving deeper and deeper until suddenly all water was gone. Otherwise, the surroundings were still the same - now looking like a vast hall. The floor was cluttered with balls and balloons of different colors and sizes. One of them was special: it was filled with what looked like confetti. My partner who had come there with me was trying to cut it open but the material seemed very firm. Someone else told us that there would be knowledge about the universe and about the future in there (okay?!). I took it and pulled (with some difficulty) the plug. Without the chance to do anything else, I woke up.

This was another good example of the sheer weirdness of dreams and also my first time dreaming lucid in third person perspective, interesting!

So I've probably had a lucid dream everyday since my last journal entry. This almost confirms my hypothesis that technique is not as important as timing. I did some google-sleuthing and there seems to be already research supporting my guess: Source.

Had a lucid dream using some of my common powers of shapeshifting, going invisible and moving through solid objects; in this instance a tall fence.

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

I had a normal night's sleep and dreamed some dreams. I woke up about 07.20 and thought about how I normally have lucids when I re-sleep in the morning. I thought that I can sleep how long I want because I have no school until afternoon. I re-slept and had a lucid, woke up and repeated this until I couldn't sleep anymore. I didn't write these in my tag book because I wanted to immediately re-sleep. Each lucid was maybe five minutes each. I forgot to stabilize all of them and think that made them so short and many of them were not realistic.

I am by my home and want to fly to Hemköp. I do so and it goes pretty slowly. I see Hemköp but it isn't Hemköp anymore. It's a maid-shop were all these maids fixed different things.

I woke up and re-entered the same dream from the start.

I am by my home again and decides to go to Hemköp again. I fly there but this time I'm able to fly much faster and I do. I walk into the shop and talk with some maids.

I'm by the woods and the dream doesn't feel real at all (I realize now that I needed to stabilize it). I fly but hear no sounds. I think it's weird so I talk out loud and hear my voice. After a time of flying I hear some birds and I'm relieved that there are sounds in this dream. I land and try to summon a fire in my hand but it fails. I think there is a fire but I can't see it because of the bright light from the sun.

I'm in a house and see a boy about my age. I ask for his name and he replies that he is Julius. I see a small girl that is about 9 years old and ask her for her name.

I'm in a classroom and my swedish teacher is there teaching but she doesn't look like the real swedish teacher. This one is older and bigger.

I'm in a house with a girl and we talk.

Well this was an experience. I wonder if I could have made all of these small dreams into maybe two big dreams with practice. That would be much better. I'm not sure if these were WILD dreams but some of them were I think. I think there were some more dreams but I can't remember them. Here is the dream I dreamed before I woke up 07.20.

I'm downstairs and see a broken sandwich by the counter. I think it's a dream so I do my RC but it fails.

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

I'm outside my house and about to go to Hemmakväll. I know it's a dream and I start to jump as a walk because I'm happy. I look at my hands and I notice my surroundings. It's not like a proper dream but more like I'm visualizing it. It's like a 5 FPS video and I see movement as pictures that change pretty slowly. I start to fly away but don't feel satisfaction because it feels so unreal.

Chronological re-direction entry;

2nd August 2020

4th August 2020 - 1

4th August 2020 - 2 (lucid)

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5th August 2020

Fragment:

Canyons and ravines. Going around with someone else, but don't recall who.

Eventually something about escaping or getting away. An alien "saucer" ship. Vision, of an alien communicating in an unknown language, as if on a holographic screen/display. One word stands out from the alien's speak however: Hyperdrive.

I need to find a hyperdrive for these aliens, or find a suitable person to repair theirs maybe, I remember thinking. The drive would be mounted at the top of their ship?

Still in the same dream, in my old home's building in the stairwell. Something seems different from how it should be. I go to one of the in-between level landings and go through one of the storage areas behind the frosted glass. They have a door on the other side which leads to a different, but mirror version of the stairwells. I don't question this in the dream, but it would have been a very good point for a RC, as this construct would be physically impossible in reality, there would be a drop on the other side, not a mirror version.

The stairwell was well lit by natural light, but still many dark contrasts. Unlike in present day, the stairwell had no automatic lights.

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6th August 2020

Fragment:

Some early dream part was something about sending waves of hundreds of "native" fighters, fighting for some cause that a faction I belonged to was pursuing. These native fighters kept being annihilated by the enemy, which was simply better equipped.

After this happened more than a few times (I remember seeing it, but not being there), I went to the fronts myself, only to find that there was no strategist in place here and so felt it was no wonder they kept getting slaughtered by the enemy. Lack of equipment could have been substituted by adequate and cautious strategy to defeat these openly arrogant enemies.

Fragment:

By the end of this dream I was watching some kind of live concert? There was a white female singer in the centre of a room. She started to sing a song I don't know, it was titled "Snowflake" or something. At first I thought that it was going to be silly, but then I found myself relating to the lyrics of her song, feeling like it was a song that could have come from H's perspective about me. The lyrics started off something like "something as simple as; merry Christmas!; is enough to [something] my snowflake".

In-line note: Re-writing this here now, it seems there's still a lingering emotional link, despite not remember the dream very well visually; this suggests to me that this is attached to a very specific part of my subconscious, as I only have a few specific instances of this happening.

Because I found myself relating to the lyrics so oddly and so specifically, I did a reality check. I had the correct number of fingers, and my fingers wouldn't pass through my palms, so I decided perhaps too quickly that reality was consistent enough that I wasn't dreaming.

I remember the whole thing was all very "sing-along", with people in an audience playing their own instruments, in perfect time with the music, somehow just right, with no flaws at all.

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Extra note:

- The music in the singing lady dream was, to my memory, completely dream-generated, but it did have elements of old timey singing/melody, which H does listen to a fair bit and I usually listen to as well when H does.
- The first fragment from the 6th came from an incredibly long dream, I remember being in a lot of different places, mostly tents, trenches, battle-scarred streets, etc. I remember many scenes of both brightness and darkness, but I seem to be remembering an overly orange, sandy tone to the dream.

Had a lucid dream where I melted out of my body and started the dream in my room. I didn't have a shirt or trousers on so I opted to put those on first. I felt like I was wasting time so I just went along in the dream, conjuring clothes on my body. I don't remember anything else outside of that. I think I may have reached a new epiphany in lucid induction: technique isn't as important as timing; specifically how long WBTB is and when you decide to take a morning nap. Still testing things.

Improbable lucid fragment
I don't remember the dream itself, but that I thought that it probably wasn't lucid. In the end I remember that some insane guy dragged me into a room and chopped my head in half with a chainsaw. I seemed to already be dead, so I only felt a tickling on my head as I watched in third person. He seemed to also have done it with another person and we were paralyzed to death or something.

Lego lucid
I don't remember how I got lucid, but I had an idea and I wanted to have some space. So I wanted to go outside, to the garden. Thus, I went to the door of my home and opened it, hoping for the garden to be right there. It took a few attempts, but then I was in the garden and I wanted to do something but then, suddenly there were some strange people that wanted to punch me or something so I decided to try and go to a large plains, apparently one from lord of the rings. I then wanted to do something, and suddenly everything was like in lego videogame, sort of. I had like a hotbar and was in some funny colored land, like purple shades and blue. I then tried doing what I wanted to do, but I lost lucidity. I also remember at some points stabilizing, focusing on every sense while stimulating them. In the end I dreamt that vinny from vinesauce was streaming the lucid dream I had, and I was apparently giving him tips since I was apparently his friend. In the end I was waking up and had a moment of lucidity. I was in the void, and tried opening my dream eyes, but it opened my real eyes and I was awake.

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That was cool. Finally some lucids. Now I just gotta keep it up and I'll have consistent lucids. I'll say the first one was a lucid since I was at least close. Also, I have no idea how to train myself to keep my eyes closed when I wake up. My mantra is already pretty complex "When I see my hands I will remember I am dreaming and I will remember that my body is in bed." so I don't think I can attach even more onto that sentence without forgetting it mid-sentence.

Was having some kind of nightmare dream with guns also some unwanted dreams of people. Became lucid and decided to wake up.

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

I'm in a school and I know it's a dream. I say out loud that it's a dream. I walk into a classroom and pretend to be the teacher. All the pupils leave when I say I'm the teacher. I walk out of the classroom and enter a new one. I see Gabriel, my classmate there. I look at his face and I'm impressed over how real he looks. I look back and see Signe. She has long hair instead of really short like she has it now. I look into the window and see my reflection. I try to make my hair longer and it succeeds. I see the hair come in front of my eyes in the same time I see my hair grow in my reflection. I look at Signe again and she says that my hair grows really fast. I try to make it shorter again. I look up with my eyes and the hair loses its length. I have really short hair now. I sit in the back row and see a young girl next to me but I know it's my chemistry teacher in real life Maria. She is about seventeen in my dream but 50 in real life. We talk a little but she says that she can't speak with me while she has a class. I fly in the classroom a bit and then walk out. I see Signe again and I inspect her face. I can tell it's not her real face. The dream face is a little bit too big and her cheeks are too big. I keep inspecting her and see her dress. It's white with some nice looking patterns that remind me of flowers. She has a yellow ribbon by her stomach and I think it's pretty.

Haha, I remembered a face! I usually can never remember the persons' faces from the dream. I also succeeded in shapeshifting by growing my hair in an instant and reversing it.

Date of Dream: TUE 11 AUG - 2020



Dream No. 711 - Separated Sections

Dream 711 A - Ice-Cream Parlour
I can’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, my mum, brother and I were going for a drive to Canberra. I was driving them in my mum’s car and decided to take the scenic country route. We decided to stop in a medium sized country town and we were on our way to supposedly a well known ice-cream parlour of the place.

I forgot what my mum and brother ordered and I remember looked at all the ice-cream tubs and was overwhelmed for choice. What caught my eye eventually though was this blueberry ice-cream. As I looked up to the see the deals, I realised that we could get a maximum combo of three flavours. Even though the amount of ice-cream would be more, I begged and pleaded with my brother to let me have three flavours and that I may even ask for a lesser amount of some. He said okay and this made me really happy.

I ended up ordering two variations of the blueberry flavour and then I also asked for the ‘Boost chocolate bar’ flavour; so my ice-cream was a mix of this electric blue with some brown on top. I tried some of the ice-cream and it tasted so good, I wish it existed in real life. I can’t remember anything else about this dream.

Dream 711 B - Buzz's Dungeon
I can’t remember how the dream started. From where I can remember, I was supposedly in some unknown study room, doing a SAC (school assessment task) for one my high school science subjects. Though in the dream, it seemed like my parents felt like I was slacking off, although I really wasn’t, and wasn’t trying at all.

The scene then went into my backyard in the evening and it’s like there was a new dad in the family to straighten me out. I looked through the kitchen window and there was my mum along with a man dressed in an army uniform. The man then spoke and he had an American accent. It wasn’t long before his language became brutal and abusive and I didn’t even know what I did wrong. In-fact I felt that this was straight out abuse and so I had to get away from this man.

As he kept yelling at me, I braced myself and bowled over into the strip of garden next to the fence to try and hide. There was another girl lying there in my high school winter uniform, her name was Brooke. I could tell that she was also hiding from the man and so I was going to help her escape; for the meantime, telling her to stay quiet. It didn’t work though as the army dad seemed to sniff us out like a hound and I sensed that he was coming.

I told Brooke that we needed to leave immediately and I actually took her in my arms as I ascended into the air. I said that to cross over to Kingdom Hearts (supposedly we were going there for Riku to protect us), we needed to first go through Buzz’s Dungeon (Spyro 3) and only if we reached Buzz’s dungeon, we’d be safe. As a flew towards the fence, I was scared I didn’t go high enough and so we’d fall and the rogue army dad would catch us. There was a sigh of relief from me though as we JUST got over the fence and fell into Buzz’s Dungeon.

I seemed to be on my own now; and was going to be no ordinary hurdle. I was actually facing the boss of Spyro 3 myself and to be able to go to Kingdom Hearts, I had to defeat Buzz! I had everything including my own version of a health bar and gem counter, and Sparx was with me too! It wasn’t long before the ‘brown toad’ in this dream (the dream made his graphics realistic to suit me) started rolling around the arena. I even made reactions as the giant toad hit me and I lost sections of my health bar.

Two hits and I thought I was going to win, but the toad rolled at me from surprise, and I lost all my health and ‘died’. I now disappeared from the dream’s view and it was now back to first-person mode like I was now spectating the boss battle; but why was it still going? A holographic menu appeared, in Spyro 3 font and format, titled ‘Big Boi Time’. I was to choose an action that Sparx would do to defeat Buzz and only if Sparx failed to defeat Buzz, then the whole thing would be over.

I took a little while to scroll down the list and see my options, but I soon decided to choose the option named ‘Combustion’. This would power Sparx up with the ability to shoot fireballs at Buzz. The dream then went to Sparx’s ‘aiming’ perspective and Buzz started running. Sparx shot three fireballs in quick succession, but they all missed Buzz. Going with the rule of 3; I thought Sparx had used them all up and so it was game over; but then he shot a fourth one and I though this one was going to miss, but it actually ‘tracked’ Buzz and hit him while he was in the horizontal ‘wind tunnel’; and this won us the boss battle! So now I would be granted entry to Kingdom Hearts.

The dream exited the scene entirely though and I thought I was robbed of the chance to go to Kingdom Hearts. However, it’s like I was on a ‘scene select’ screen on a movie and I actually had to control a pointer a click on the next sequence. As I did so, the TV was still up but the scene played in a little box. It was inside some old house and Riku was half-way between sitting and lying on a couch in his KH2 appearance but with a realistic vibe to him. The dream ended before I myself could actually go to meet him in Kingdom Hearts.

Dream 711 C - Please Speak To Me (Lucid Dream 37)
I seemed to be in my current house, but it was slightly distorted and in the dream, my parents’ bedroom was actually my room. This room in the dream seemed to constitute the main scene all throughout; it’s like this was the area for the false awakening; from here, I would have dreams within dreams. So in the bedroom, it simply started off with my having in mind that I had dream tasks left to do and so I tried to call for Riku to get him to talk to me about Sora.

I then fell asleep on the bed and entered my first sub-dream. I can’t remember it well but I do know for a fact that it was an utter failure to get to Riku. In-fact, I think Master Yen Sid appeared and then disappeared, almost as if he was signalling that Riku didn’t want to talk about the matter. I then woke up back into the dream bedroom and despite what happened in the sub-dream, I was determined to get an answer from Riku as only I knew what I needed to do. I went for a few more sleeps but failed to reach Riku in all of them.

When I woke up back in the dream bedroom, I became frustrated as I kept waking up quickly without achieving anything. I went over to my parents’ dresser cabinet and saw a small wooden mirror sitting on the top drawer compartment. Treating it like a magic mirror, I looked into it and called for Riku; he appeared but then disappeared again in the blink of an eye.

I still refused to give up; I forced myself beck onto the bed to enter another sleep. Just as I got on the bed, my mum came into the room and placed a clock on the dresser. She then set a time on it and said that if the clock hit that time; the alarm would go off. She set the clock to be about 1.5 hours from the current time. She also then put to weird incense into the clock but she said it was supposed to help me and when it started releasing, it didn’t feel bad.

My mum ended up leaving the room and therefore leaving me with what I had to do to get more progress in my sleep. I now drilled myself, saying that I had to beat the alarm. I also kept saying to myself out loud ‘be in control!’. Whenever I started to find my mind wandering elsewhere, I stopped and drilled myself further; with a constant ‘be in control!’ as well as some other lines in-between; and soon, I drifted off back into a sub-dream, with the scene going into a black void to represent the transition.

I then ended up at a distorted version of The Final World from Kingdom Hearts 3; it was more cloudier here; and there was every single KH character there… Except for Sora. I immediately took to looking for Riku but could not find him easily amongst the maze of KH characters. However, I came across a person in a black coat and that’s when I realised I could execute another task. From the back, I identified that this was Xigbar and so I immediately got his attention and interrogated him. He actually openly confessed that he (talking for the whole O-XIII in this case) was responsible for Sora’s ‘dream paralysis. He gave me a lot of information but I have forgotten everything that he said. I then let Xigbar go, giving him a stern look like ‘I’m gonna get to the bottom of this mess you made’.

After I was done with Xigbar, I went back to wondering aimlessly within the maze of characters; and then I had caught sight of Riku, just like a game of Where’s Wally, except he was only in his t-shirt; he did not have his jacket on. I changed my tone from serious (when I was talking to the Organisation) back to child-like in order to be able to connect with my dream guide. I had found him and so was afraid of losing him again; so ran towards him as I cried out; “Riku, Riku please!”.

It’s as if this time he knew what was coming as he tried to ignore the fact that I was around. However, I kept begging and pleading with him, going; “Riku please! All you have to do is tell me something about Sora and how you connect with him”. Riku eventually gave in as he said “alright fine” and then gave a slight sigh, looking annoyed. He then pulled me close to him so no one else could hear, supposedly nuzzling me as he said “he’s the only one that I feel I can talk to”. It seems like he was rushing an answer as I could tell from his energy that he was trying to hold back his emotions regarding Sora.

Riku then immediately asked me “is that enough information for you?”. As I was still in a frantic state but happy that he finally answered, I went “yes thank you” and more. He took no hesitation then to release me and let me go; and I think he was glad that I decided to let him go. Once again, I yelled out thank you to Riku as I walked away and got ready to depart the scene altogether. I was now in the black void again but was a slow glow of stars, acting like a horizon and while I still had the chance, I decided to say thank you to everyone. I said something like “Thank you for your time Kingdom Hearts! And remember Riku, we still have two more things to do!”, hoping that the message would be able to reach them.

I must have become lucid at some point as I seemed to gain satisfaction with all I had done, and declared that I would finally be ready to wake up. So then dream went back to the ‘false awakening’ bedroom, in which I realised I had beaten the alarm clock (there was about 45 minutes left) and was so relieved; the Kingdom Hearts scene felt so long yet the clock showed less time. And then I woke up again to get to waking life, where my real bedroom clock said 10:43 AM and I was surprised that such a big dream took almost no time at all.



Dream 711 A
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Dream 711 B
Dream Guide: Karla (Me)
Lucid?: No

Dream 711 C
Dream Guide: Riku
Lucid?: Yes

44 ОС (2) от 3 февраля 2012
Перепись населения продолжается.
Иду по якобы знакомой улице ночью, летом. С самого начала понимаю что это сон. Решил дотронуться до асфальта, пардон даже языком его попробовать. Тактильные ощущения хоть и были, но это явно был не асфальт. Поспешил пойти дальше, но понял, что торопиться не надо иначе вылечу из сна. Пошёл медленно. Увидел женщину. Вспомнил про свой эксперимент с переписью. Подхожу к ней и ору: "Это перепись населения" Видимо она испугалась, и растворилась в воздухе, как только я к ней подошёл. Далее я вышел в одно место, там лежал снег, я вспомнил что бывал в нём в предыдущих снах - никакого совпадения с реальной местностью. Увидел женщину с ребёнком. На этот раз решил действовать по другому, подхожу к ней и говорю:"Можно у вас взять интервью?"
Женщина не останавливается, но отвечает
-Нет, ты у меня уже брал!
-Не брал я у тебя интервью, я к тебе в первый раз подхожу
-Нет уже брал, тогда.
Женщина поспешила от меня удалиться. Я же свернул в какое то помещение.
Внутри было много не русских людей - Армян вроде.
Спросил кто хочет, чтобы я у них взял интервью.
Подошли двое. Один вправду по русски не разговаривал, другой говорил. С тем который разговаривал, я поздоровался рукопожатием. Ему это понравилось. Начинаю спрашивать имя.
Второй который рядом вертится отвечает в тот же момент, что и первый. Объяснил ему, что сразу у двоих я брать интервью не могу. Спрашиваю ещё раз у первого, тот повторил. Когда проснулся имя из головы вылетело. Запомнил из его ответов только, что он с детства живёт в подземном мире. Я ему ответил, что живу в надземном. Я решил с ним попрощаться, пожал ещё раз руку. Персонажу не понравилось, что я собрался уходить. Тогда я решил растворить своё тело, чтобы свалить от туда. Получилось. С позиции наблюдателя под потолком наблюдал, как персонаж оглядывается по сторонам в поисках меня.

Выводы:
1. Тактильные ощущения реальны, хотя асфальт на ощупь не был асфальтом.
2. С переписью населения мне не везет. Персонажи стремяться убежать, раствориться в воздухе.
3. В конце сна осознанность снизилась.
4. Удалось растворить свое тело - попасть в позицию наблюдателя.
5. Примерное время нахождения в ОСе - 5 минут.


44 LD (2) February 3, 2012
The population census continues.

I walk along a supposedly familiar street at night, in the summer. From the very beginning I understand that this is a dream. I decided to touch the asphalt, sorry even try it with my tongue. Although there were tactile sensations, it was clearly not asphalt. Hastened to go further, but realized that there was no need to hurry, otherwise I would recover from sleep. I went slowly. I saw a woman. I remembered my experiment with the census.
I went up to her and yelled: "This is a population census" Apparently she got scared, and disappeared into thin air as soon as I approached her. Then I went to one place, there was snow, I remembered that I had been in it in previous dreams - no coincidence with the real area. I saw a woman with a child.
This time I decided to act differently, I went up to her and said: "Can I interview you?"
The woman does not stop, but answers
-No, you already took from me!
-I did not interview you, this is the first time I come to you
- No, I already took it, then.
The woman hastened to leave me. I turned into some kind of room.
There were many non-Russian people inside - like Armenians.
I asked who wants me to interview them.
Two came up. One really did not speak Russian, the other spoke. With the one who was talking, I shook hands. He liked it. I start asking for a name.
The second who is spinning next to him answers at the same moment as the first. I explained to him that I cannot interview two people at once. I ask the first one again, he repeated. When I woke up the name flew out of my head. I only remembered from his answers that he had been living in the underworld since childhood. I answered him that I live in the supermundane. I decided to say goodbye to him, shook his hand again. The character didn't like that I was about to leave. Then I decided to dissolve my body in order to get out of there. Happened. From the position of an observer at the ceiling, I watched the character look around in search of me.

Findings:
1. Tactile sensations are real, although the asphalt was not asphalt to the touch.
2. I have no luck with the census. Characters strive to run away, disappear into thin air.
3. At the end of the dream, awareness decreased.
4. I managed to dissolve my body - to get into the observer's position.
5. Approximate time spent in the LD - 5 minutes.