memorable

first Yuschak Extended Play Trigger (8, 500, 300 elemental)
(see previous DJ entry/entries for what I am doing here with pictures)

10/11/15



float up to investigate brightness in distance

but two moons stacked vertically and colorful planet further to right and redish-purple instead.

LD#2: all sexual



10/12/15 playing with fingers trippy DILD

10/10/15 sex with wife, visual off DILD

#392-395

To start off I went to sleep around 1 am, woke up at 4 for a BRB went back to sleep and woke up at 5:55 wbtb. October 11, 2015)

Later I felt my body starting to vibrate or get that sleeping foot feeling (I'm a stomach sleeper). If felt like someone was watching me trying top come out of my body (could have been myself). I wanted to go through the wall, but something said no, than I said to myself go through the mirror, that didn't happen either. I just floated through the doorway of my bedroom somewhere. When I got their I could see one of my hands with a blue ball and another hand ready to catch it. I just stayed their watching. After about two throws it came into focus. It was me tossing the ball to a baby boy while we were sitting on the floor. Then another child around 6(boy) came and said mom, daddy's home (while he was saying this I didn't remember seeing mouths on anybody). I said great and I get up and he meets me coming from the playroom carrying our daughter that appears to be 2yrs old. He was wearing a red shirt, and something around his head, his features were very clear (I actually know the person, just couldn't tell if we were married but we have a girl and 2 boys). After I saw him I ended up back in my body. I am talking to my friend from the dream and told him I had a dream about him....as soon as I get that out of my mouth I am fully awake around 10 am.

I was standing at the fridge of my grandmas old house minding my own business. With the fridge door open. Then something came behind me and grabed me. The feeling was intece. It felt like it was a dark force trying to over come me a feeling of helplessness.
I felt i needed to do somthing and i wasnt just going to let it do that to me. So then at the last secend I figured it was another attack. I knew it was somthing that I can over come doing that to me. I gathered my energy and busted out a flashing of light throughout my body. It let go and I woke up.

We ended up in a desert by the time we ended up in the desert we had an additional companion. A young girl. We seem to go by some pyramids and we kind of lost some 'knights' and eventually it was only me and the child. We ended up in a literally Toy Land. But I had the feeling the entire time that this was in a sense a trap for people. As we were walking through I heard a woman saying something "Where does (toy) go?" I stopped to talk to this woman and she notices that me and (child) didn't have a bracelet like the did, which in this land was illegal. There was also the fact that if you stayed over 10 days, you're stuck there forever We got a braclet and a booklet thing (the booklet has something like sticklers which you put on the braclet 2 days, 4 days, 8 days, 10 days). But we started to walk a distance and somehow we dropped the booklet or something and sirens started and basically my family room (or a hologram of it) appeared in front of me, and I leaped over the couch (which felt as real as the real one) but I somehow forget the child on the other side. I had to make a decision to I risk getting captured to save someone else, or do I save my own skin? In that moment I understood what Henry from Once Upon a Time meant about " You're just scared. This happens to all heroes. It's just the low moment before you fight back." I made my decision to rescue the girl and right as I was doing that I woke up.

There were six other people beside myself (I was number 7) each one had a different ability or I think it was a quaility about them, I can only remember one had the ability to tell when someone was lying. We were in an old church somewhere and we ended up sitting at a round table and I recognized the table as THE round table from Arthurian mythology. Because of that, some other door opened and we want into like the sanctuary of the church (ie where the altar and stuff) and right where the altar should be was a SWORD in a STONE. I somehow was able to pull it out as easily as King Arthur pulled out the Original sword. As soon as I did there was like this um sandstorm which came through a stained glass window, which scooped me and my um knights (don't care that they're female) up and transported us to the next dream. I was surprised when I regoncized the table. I was also expecting the unexpected when I tried (and succeed) in pulling sword from the stone. At the same time I was also surprised about it.

Notes:
- By studying my most common dream signs (bears and thunderstorms), I was able to have a DILD, even if it was only for a few seconds.
- I was able to fall asleep after this segment, but I returned non-lucid. Such a shame.

[Plot 1 begins]:
I'm in a forest, not unlike the picture below.


To my right was a large building; a concrete apartment building, but it was some rich family's mansion for some reason. I was alone in the forest, moving parallel to the house, going over little knolls and hills and taking cover. I had in my hands an M14-like rifle in my hands, similar to the one pictured below.


I took cover behind a little hill, and peeked over with my rifle. Suddenly, I felt an eerie sense of fear, and out of the edge of the forest 150 yards in front of me stumbles a huge grizzly bear. [ENTER LUCIDITY] I immediately recognized the fear and the bear as one of my dream signs, and suddenly became lucid. However, I could feel myself losing grasp on the dream in less than a second. I tried spinning, but I got tunnel vision and lost control.

[Wake up; fall back asleep]:
For once, I managed to land back in the same dream, but now the bears were trolls, so I didn't really recognize them and I lost my lucidity. The dream continued, but I've forgotten it now.

[End plot 1]

Dream 1: (1:45 AM)
I'm not really sure how it began, but i have false memories of this bitchy girl at the city library that keeps bothering me. I'm at my robotics and engineering class, and i'm stressed because i have to design a set of medieval armor boots. Unable to do my research because of the bitch at the library, I decide to go confront her. I walk up behind her and slap her on the back of the neck. She's talking to my PE coach, but turns around. I realize that she's not the girl i wanted to confront. In fact, he's a guy. He asks me if I want to fight, and i reluctantly agree. As i'm about to throw the first punch, the librarian shouts: "Hey, No fighting! Get the fuck out of here!" On my way out, i look up and see a large banner. My friend, who is suddenly right next to me, tells me that he made the photos on the banner. I say something in approval. Suddenly, the scene shifts to me walking towards my PE coach on the school field. He asks me about the fight. I mutter something about "How the fuck am i at your class on a Saturday?!" He insults me. The scene shifts again. I'm now in a large queue. I start giving a prepared speech to him about how he's an asshole.He vanishes in the middle of the speech. The scene cuts to me presenting my armor boots. I fail the project.

Dream 2: (3:45 AM)
I don't know how, but i am somehow on a white sandy beach with considerable amounts of oil slick. Across from the ocean is some high white cliffs, meaning i'm trapped. Suddenly, a latin priest who's face is obscured by the sunlight says to me, "That's a lot of oil. I wonder what you were thinking about before falling asleep that there's all this gunk on the beach." I ask if i'm dreaming. He says yes. I ask him what his name is. He says that his name is father Mendoza. I ask if he's my dreamguide. he says that he's one of them. he asks if i want a tortilla. i say yes. He throws one to me, but it lands in the oil slick. He throws another, and this time I catch it. We have a philosophical talk about the meaning of life. I suddenly realize i'm standing in a puddle of hot sauce. I ask him how i can get off the beach, and he shows me a hidden stone door in the cliffside. Before i open it, he warns me that he will vanish once i go through, and asks if there's anything else i want to ask him. I say no, and go through the door to find myself in shanghai. The dream cuts to the computer screen of a hacker as he does something to the dream-code for my home city. The dream then cuts to a view of a small, black, wind-up device that turns itself on in my backyard. The dream cuts again. I have this weird rube goldberg-esque device in my room that goes off 15 minutes early. My mom is audibly confused. Her laptop has been hacked. As i help her fix her laptop, my grandmother informs us that her right ear has stopped working. I have a strange sense of foreboding.

I was a police officer and the station got a call about a fire going on in the park (ie a wooded park) somewhere. I think I was a detective officer like Murdoch from Murdoch Mysteries. I was trying to investigate the situation. But at two different times, a boy and a girl (I think with blonde hair) came over and basically accused me of being the one to start the fire. It was only I think a couple of days later, their guardian (I don't think it was either of their moms) came over to accuse me of the same thing. I asked if I could call my boss (Who was the Chief of Police and I was also friends with him) to sort out the problem. He came down and sorted it out

I may only add text descriptions by request since I don't really have any interaction in my DJ lately and the pictures are all I really need in order to quickly remember the dreams...and it is a lot of work.

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9/18/15







Above for LD's #383-391

Okay. So it started out like a normal dream- I was on a minecraft server, checking out my friend (pinknate4)'s builds. However, he wasn't there, so I just explored them with a different friend. Then I saw what Nate called his "Ultimate build". It was huge- Like a haunted mansion, but bigger. A while later, Nate and I met up on the server, so he could show me the big, black Ultimate Build. My mom was nervous, because this was the first time I had been over at a friends house (at this point, everything was irl (not iwl)) The bottom few floors were simple- places to hang out, and talk. But then, we went to the next couple of floors. He explained that we had to get through the next two floors and back down, and out of the building within 30 minutes- or it'd vaporize all living things in the entire house. It was totally like cube. In the next room, we were climbing in an attic. I think there was something we had to avoid... Well, anyways, We made our way back down alive. My mom was waiting outside. Later, I decided I wanted to explore it with Nate again. There was another, extra room added before the attic. Nate and I were- were- Toddlers! I was being pushed in a stroller, all the while being offered sweets. Nope, I know what they're trying to do. Anyways, the stroller makes its way into the kitchen. I crawl onto the counter before the old ladies realize what I'm trying to do- Plug in the three cords! First, I plugged in the first cord, into the right outlet above the stove. The old ladies realized it- and lemme tell you, they could kick some butt. They kept unplugging the cord right after I had plugged it in, going for the next one. It was frustrating. At one point, I finally plugged in the second one, and waited for the vent above the cupboards above the stove to open. But then I realized I'd plugged in the wrong cord. quickly pulled it out, plugging in the other one, which had an outlet on the ... What's it called? Base? Oh well, IDK, anyways, I plugged in the last cord, and heard the vent. I yelled for Nate, telling him I'd got the vent open, and then I started squeezing through the tiny vent. I realized I'd changed to the age/figure of a senior in high school, and that Nate had changed to an 8th grader. Or vice versa. Anyways, we got through, and found ourselves back outside. We were happy, and at this point, it was still a nice, adventurous dream. But then an MMD looking girl whose long, golden blonde hair formed a halo approached me. I knew she was an angel. In an airy voice, Like Fluttershy's, she said, "You should stop going into that house, it's possessed by demons" or something like that. I panicked. I couldn't believe I had been spending so much time in a demon house. Nate, not knowing it was possessed, invited a group of friends to explore the house with us. Except the 30 minute timer had started as soon as they walked in. "NO!! PLEASE, NO!" I tried to say, but no words came out of my mouth. NOO!! I was terrified- but then I appeared in a room with a whole bunch of blonde girls. My eyes skimmed the area, searching for the angel girl, but it was no use. She was gone. I saw a woman resembling my science teacher. She had trapped us in this pit. She didn't want us to escape or socialize, so she turned the pit into something that resembled one of those babies' motor skills toys- With rope going from side to side, diagonally, EVERYWHERE! There were small little areas, without any strings, that the woman held us in. I squeezed through a few strings to talk to an old couple. The old woman's passion was cooking, and she was holding a carton of Half-and-Half. We talked a bit. Then I tried to squeeze up a bit through some more rope to escape. But then the woman holding us here realized I wasn't where I was supposed to be, and got mad that I kept escaping. So she put a metal chain around my left foot, and chained the other part to a string. Luckily, before she noticed, I smuggled a whole bunch of tiny, 1cmx1cm papers. I think they were tickets. I struggled to escape, but I knew I was no match for the strength of the metal. I asked the woman what the tickets were. "Noo!" She said, "No, Give me those! Those are what give me my magic!" Or something like that. I hid them in my pants (lol). I found a way to remove the shackle, and squeezed up and away from the woman, through the ropes. It was too far away for the woman to see. There was an open window, and it was huge. There were a few other people, standing on the windowsill. They were staring down, at the ocean waves. But rather than crashing into the building we were in, they... is ramped a word? Well the waves "ramped" up the building (I hope that was correct grammar ). We kinda slid down the side of the building until we got to the wave. Then we let go, and let the wave carry us. Once I got to shore, I was gonna warn everyone. BUT I was also pretty hungry... So I went to a small place where you could buy ramen. By small, I mean like 3ft x 2ft at the most. "What do you want?" the man asked. "And make me look good, my boss is here". He pointed to a chubby guy sitting on a folding chair outside. Idk what I said, but it pissed him off, and he wanted to kill me. I ran to the ramen place next door, this one was bigger. I ran into the girls' bathroom. But the guy still followed me. We finally made peace, and I went to warn the town about the evil woman... Yeah. It was a long dream, and there were probably a couple of things that I missed, but that was most of it.

Again, I really suck at keeping a dream journal because I either always startle awake and lose most of the dream, or I'm just lazy and don't write anything down. But this dream has stuck with me for like two months now and I want to share it, mainly hoping someone might have some insight? Opinions? I dunno. It just freaked me out.

I don't remember much because I woke up so terrified I was on the verge of crying. What I do remember, though, is an overwhelming feeling of hopelessness. I'm at my boyfriends house, and we're having a normal day. Watching the game and folding laundry. I remember he's sitting across from me, and he checks the time. He makes this face like, 'huh, that time already', and he stands up. He shuts off the TV, and for a while he just stands still. I'm staring up at him perplexed because we never shut off the game. Ever. And he just turns and walks towards his room and motions for me to follow.

"What's going on?" I ask him as I come around the corner, and I freeze. He's standing by his bed holding his shotgun, and he looks almost apologetic.

"We need to kill ourselves today, remember?"

I just stare at him. He's so calm, and I'm being calm, but again terror is flooding me and I begin to internally panic.

"What do you mean? I don't want to kill myself!" And I remember having a distinct fear of dying. I am terrified to die.

This is very, very interesting for me, because IRL death doesn't scare me. Don't get me wrong, I'm not suicidal or anything, but the thought of death intrigues me and fascinates me, and never in my life have I EVER been afraid of dying. Ever. It's not a fear for me. The few times I've been in actual life-or-death situations my literal inner monologue was 'huh. well, whatever happens, happens.' So for me to have a fear towards death was so perplexing enough it actually snapped me into lucidity immediately.

But the weird thing was, even being lucid, I wasn't able to staunch the paralyzing fear of dying. Even though I knew that I was dreaming and I knew I shouldn't be afraid of death because I normally am not, I couldn't it.

So at this point my boyfriend has his shotgun and he sits on the bed. There's a bit in between I don't recall, but the overwhelming fear of dying is constant. I remember sitting on the bed, and he hands me the shotgun.

"Go first. Kill yourself and I'll be right behind you."

I had an overwhelming urge to run. Up until I was lucid, committing suicide had been the goal of my dream self. And now that I was lucid and I wanted to live, I couldn't change the outcome of the dream. I remember holding the shotgun and crying because I was so scared to die.

When I woke up, I was crying. It took me almost an hour to calm down, and when I did, I couldn't shake the fear of death. Once I woke up the next morning the fear itself was gone, but the feeling of that dream followed me all day.

I just woke up from this one.

It started out at the property of my old elementary school, I remember seeing the principal outside near the building and then I quickly turned a corner to avoid him. It was apparent that I was not allowed to be there, and I was avoiding being caught. I ended up sneaking into one of the buildings and going up a narrow stairway and opening a door to the stands of an immense stadium, there were kids on the seats and from what I could see, there were also kids on the grass below, competing in something.

I don't think I can stress enough just how huge the stadium itself was. Seriously, the place was massive.

I met an old friend of mine, Johnny, except he was only like 10 years old for some strange reason. Anyway, a bunch of the kids in the seats started throwing a ball around and kept trying to hit me with it, so I left. Johnny followed me, and I kept reminding him to stay quiet because I wasn't even allowed to be at the school apparently.

We were sneaking around various areas of the outside part of the school. There was one point where I thought he got noticed because he just said "Run" and ran ahead into some bushes.

I guess we weren't caught though? We kept moving forward into a forest area, which eventually somehow formed into a dark room with shelves in the middle.

There was a fox in it for some reason, and I remember petting it. Johnny found a fox too, and we had them sitting together in a basket before I heard my mom's voice from outside, and she said something like "I wish they'd have me here (volunteer teacher probably) when my son isn't here on Friday, when he's at FESS."

So... I was supposed to be there? No... The bell rang signaling the end of the day, so I picked up a fox, and went outside to show her. Only when I went to show her the fox, it ended up being one of the cats that we left behind at our old house a few years ago in real life, Silver.

We were both surprised that it was him, and so she gave him some food to eat, and I'm not sure what happened after that.

6 October 2015

Chapter 1: The Arcade

I was at an arcade restaurant reminiscent of Dave and Busters. I really don’t remember much about the restaurant itself outside the fact that it was huge and had a lot to it. I vaguely remember speaking to a waitress there. She was older, tall, had a brown beehive hairdo and wore heavy makeup. She was also slightly overweight. By the way she was dressed she looked more suited for a truck stop restaurant than a fancy-ish arcade place but whatever. I don’t remember what we talked about but I don’t think that I placed any orders.

I went to the Elevator and went up to the second floor. When I first stepped in I only had the option of moving to the second floor which is why I was surprised when I saw that there was a third and fourth floor. There was a balcony that gave me a view of all three floors. I can’t really describe all too well how they were laid out but I remember that it was really cool. I saw a young kid playing basket ball but the goal had no hoop, it was only a clear back board. I wondered how the third and fourth floors could be accessed when some kid dropped a pair of broken headphones by my feet. I saw the kid run away up a flight of stairs to the third floor.

Now knowing how to access the two upper floors I ran up the steps with the broken headphones. I do not remember much about the third floor aside from the fact that the floor was carpeted. The kid was not there so I proceeded up a flight of stairs to the fourth floor where I saw the kid hiding behind a billiards table. I remember trying to offer the kid his headphones back but he seemed very afraid of me. He was afraid that I was mad at him because I thought that he threw the headphones at me but I assured him that I understood that it was only an accident. Funny thing is, the kid looked like a younger version of myself.

I walked into an elevator that was on the third floor. There I saw five buttons which told me that there was a fifth floor that I have yet to see. At some point a man and his girlfriend came onto the elevator. He was tall, Caucasian, had curly hair and a light beard. He wore a green thick jacket and denim jeans. She was blond, curvy, I don’t remember much else about her appearance. Now the elevator was very old and run down. The inside was plastered with graffiti. It was nice graffiti, I could tell the graffiti artists put a lot of work into it, but it was graffiti nonetheless. The couple and I spoke and we kind of hit it off. Now unfortunately the elevator was rough going down and the man and I nervously joked about how sketchy the elevator was. The woman seemed to have no feelings about it.

The elevator began to increase in speed as it went down and I seriously began to wonder it was eventually going to snap. I knew that this building was not that tall but it seemed to take forever going down. The man and I were relieved when the elevator finally reached the bottom, however, it went down so hard that the man and I were forced onto our backs. The woman was standing at the elevator entrance jokingly shaking her head.

Chapter 2: Meet Jensen

Next thing I knew I was creating some sort of sentient exo-skin that was desperate for an endoskeleton to wrap itself around. It found an endoskeleton and had the appearance of an android like sir unit from “Invader Zim.” I do not remember what exactly happened thereafter but sometime later I was in a room at the arcade making another one of those things. This one was to be a newer version. I made this one by mixing some stuff in a bowl. The exo-skin began to take form and move about the room lamenting about how it had no form and no purpose. It sounded like that giant robot from “Courage the Cowardly Dog.” Soon an Irkan soldier came in with an endoskeleton for the exo-skin to attach to. What I found odd was the fact that the endoskeleton was equipped with an artificial brain. Why would this thing need an artificial brain when it is clearly already sapient on its own? So the exo-skin wrapped itself around the endoskeleton and once again it assumed the form of some sort android sir unit. At some point before I learned that I was making this thing for the Irkan Armada so it was no surprise to me when the android thing was called into battle. The Irkans named the android “Jensen.”

I was then view everything from Jensen’s point of view. I think I was consciously acting as Jensen. The Irkans had taken over the restaurant and were now under attack by their enemies and desperately needed help. It was weird. I was in complete control as Jensen and I knew that I was fighting for the wrong side. After all the Irkans were not a good people. They were out to take over the universe and somehow taking over this restaurant was a milestone for that goal. I knew all of this but I still fought as Jensen the android. Funny thing is, I had a feeling that the enemies were just as bad if not worse. That could be why I was fighting I think I felt that Irk was the lesser of two evils.

As Jensen, I bolted down the dark hallway where I saw an Irkan soldier firing his gun around the corridor. I ran past the corridor where I saw Irks leader under attack with his pants down. And who was this leader? John F. Kennedy! He was on the ground wrestling with this guy trying to do him in. I was having so many conflicting thoughts it’s not even funny. I was disappointed to see that a man like Kennedy would be leading the Irkan regime and yet I was anxious to save his life from this man. I knew that the man trying to kill Kennedy was bad, I just knew he had evil intentions, and that if he died it would be a terrible thing. It may make no sense now but when I was Jensen it made perfect sense, I had to fight for the Irkan Armada in spite of their overall intentions, I had to save Kennedy, I knew that the enemies of Irk could not be allowed to win but most importantly, this assassin had to die.

I rushed over to Kennedy with a stick in hand with every intention of beating his assassin to death. My first strike missed the assassin and hit Kennedy, I was warned by the Irkan Soldier behind me to be careful not to hit Kennedy. I ditched the stick and decided that it would just be easier to kick the assassin to death so that is just what I did. I kicked him and kicked him as hard as I could until he just sorta…disappeared into oblivion. I exhaled a sigh of relief; the assassin was dead and Kennedy was saved.

He got up on his hands and knees; his pants still down and still weak from the struggle. His naked mistress Marilyn Monroe rushed out from somewhere and hovered over him. She was clearly concerned for his well being. As I looked at the nude Monroe and the slightly pantsless Kennedy it became clear that this assassin caught him in a moment of coitus with his mistress. I withheld any expression of disappointment that I had mustered up…it wasn’t my place. I looked out the huge window behind Kennedy and saw what may have been a city skyline during the hours of twilight. It had to be this way. The Irkans were not good people and, clearly, neither was Kennedy. But I knew that the people they were against were worse and in spite of my trepidations I knew that this was for the best. Dale Gribble from “King of the Hill” showed up. He had no armor but he too was holding an Irkan rifle. He began to chant “Jensen! Jensen! Jensen!” and everyone followed suit including Kennedy and Monroe. Every there was grateful for the work I’d done. I guess I would just have to trust that this would work out for the best.

Trivia
The day before, I had just read the Kennedy had Monroe as a mistress. I am unsure how true that is but it was on my mind as I fell asleep.

This is a sketch, writing from ios.

1. Going with family im a bus in a trip to some old village in center of spain.
2. First thing to visit is a mansion of a russian, good guy.
3. He presents some girls, on exactly as quiet.
4. Some party at night and that girl now dresses as quiet, took some photos for instagram.
5. At the end they were bitches slaves, then run put with us in the bus.
6. Return hometown, christmas day, lets celebrate.


MENTAL NETWORK CONNECTIONS OF THAT DAY
1. Christmas, for playing ace attorney in a case of murder 25 of december.
2. Played lots of mgsv, tomorrow start mgo3.
3. Watched quiet actress in twitter

Dream 1

I was high on marijuana. I then woke up in real life and felt as though I was high, too. It may have just been tiredness, though.

Dream 2

I was on a spaceship, and it kind of looked like the Rebel ship at the beginning at Star Wars Episode 4 on the inside.

Dream 3

I was in the country. It was quite a poor area. I lived in a trailer with my family, and we were pretty poor. I then went out for a walk. I walked through town for a very long time, and eventually I came across a stadium. The stadium had a giant tented audience seat box thing (whatever they're called) around it. The tent that covered it was orange-reddish, but more orange. I went onto the box, and it was covered with hundreds of sleeping Canadian geese. I woke the geese up as I went near them.

Later on I went past the audience box thing, and I found a junk yard. This junk yard had a ton of garbage in it. There was also a track field in the middle of it, making the yard kind of shaped like a horseshoe. The area surrounding the junk yard was very forested. I entered the yard on the left side, where there was a giant structure with metal see-through floor, which lead to the audience box. I climbed over the garbage to get past the junk yard, but it was fenced on all sides except the front, so I just climbed to the other side of the entrance and went back home.

On the way home, I saw a lot of people from college. They were saying hi to me as I walked by. Eventually I got home.

Later in the day (or the next day, I can't remember) I went on another walk back to the junk yard. I got back there, and decided this time I would not climb the garbage. I just walked in, waited a few minutes, and left. It also looked like it was about to rain at this point.

As I walked out of the yard, I saw a flock of Canadian geese climbing the big metal object with the see-through floor to get into the audience box. I thought they were trying to not get wet from the rain. Then, it started raining. I started jogging home, passing by more college kids I knew. I saw a really cute girl I saw irl, and she waved to me. I waved back as I jogged home. The end.