memorable

Assistant Kitchen Hand
I'm at the pools, and I'm seeing some people that I'm with.

I'm in a house now and see some people I know. I open the door for people. One of them is Sira Hunt. I'm sitting down on a couch and people are talking about meditation. I ask her how she meditates with the issues she has. She says it's hard but gets it done. I try to get more information out of her. I sit next to the girl and we start talking lucid dreaming. I ask her if she has had DEILD's before and that I use that method. She breaks down because she misses lucid dreaming so much and can't seem to have them anymore.

I'm in a toilet doing something. A few people try to use it, but realize I'm using it. I'm pissing where I'm not supposed to, but can't find the bowl.

Im in a kitchen and there's a guy cooking. I'm assisting him, but a little confused. He asks me to chop up some things. I can only see butter knifes laying around the kitchen. I wait for him to finish using the sharp one. He gives me the knife and i ask him what to do again.
Later on he hands me a massive knife which is like a magnet. It sticks to food. He demonstrates on a piece of metal, which makes me feel gitty due to the sound.
He tells me he bought it online and myself and another girl get into a debate over the pros cons of buying items online. The scene changes to outside as we continue convocation. I see Daryl and tell them that Dazza bought flights online. The guy cooking says he did too, it was a trip to Japan. The girl thinks it's silly what we have done.

A lot more people begin arriving and it looks as if we're about to do group performances. I see a group come out doing dancing. It's looking like they're lip synching.

I'm becoming confused about how to unlock my phone. I try the passcode that I'm sure is right, but it gets denied. I turn phone off and on which does the trick for allowing more chances at guessing the passcode. I was worried that I would puck my phone. I notice that upon restarting phone, that the phone itself is unlocked. Later on I figure out my code.

Scared Of The Track People
I'm riding my bike down the side shortcut that gets u to my high school (beside the highway) it's very dark and can't see too well as I'm riding. I see a muddy section up ahead and decide to power through it. I see some cars parked down the side of where I'm riding. I come to a stop because I see a group of people at the end of the track. I have a bad feeling about going through, so I turn back. I reach to the start of where I came from and need to get my bike in my car somehow or figure something else out. The car is In between a few trees which make me nervous about getting it out. I think to maybe roll my car out, but decide to get it out normally I think. I park it next to a big motor home. I felt that I was getting very close to it and would hit it if I'm not being careful. I begin walking back to where my bike is and I see a lady in her house. She looks to be meditating while standing next to a bar. She spots me and stops what she was doing. I notice that she has a family also, they're at the kitchen table. I'm near my bike and I need a piss. I check a spot out that's looking into a bedroom. I take the risk and just as I undo my buckle I see a girl walk into the room. I try to play it cool and wave to her and walk away.
All the people that were down the end of the track are going back to their cars etc. They're older men, which seem pretty harmless. They ask why I don't fish down there, and I respond by telling them that the area is known for trouble and decided to steer clear.

So I had a lucid dream yesterday after laying down for a nap. It only lasted a few seconds in dream time. So, My family and I were in an environment that looked to be a cruise ship. I became lucid when I realized there were two of my sister. The one on the left pounced on me, and I woke up.

Sleeping: August 8th 2015, 11 PM (UTC +7)
Awake: August 9th 2015, 7 AM (UTC +7)

Non-Dream, Non-Lucid, Lucid, FA/Possible FA

Last night, I slept at 11 PM. I'm not sure when, or if I actually had any, but I remembered there was a natural awakening. I woke up and looked at the clock (can't remember what time was it), and went back to my bed, doing some mental maths. A thing I found is that my brain activity is pretty low, I can find myself struggling to do easy equations. Soon, I drifted off to sleep with higher consciousness. (This orange part could be anywhere in this journal entry. I can't remember when I woke up in real life or had this false awakening.) I can remember a dream where I was on a floating world/island with my family/friends. The place looked great and beautiful. We were around edge of the world. I was running/flying around and such. (Too much activities to note/recall, not in chronological orders. Most of them look fairly reasonable, at least within my dreams. Would work better with mental map, if it's to list everything.) Though, not much other characters were talking/doing anything with me. (At least what I can remember) Yes, this place was place of freedom. Most things were already made possible, including flying. I decided to summon a UFO Mount to ride on and levitate freely with thoughts instead of getting wings. If you could control almost everything for personal happiness, why you wouldn't? (The world had been balanced out to prevent crimes and such.)

I can't remember too much details, especially chronological orders in that part, but I can recall the feeling when I looked down from edge of the world, seeing clouds. Whichever ways, there was this part. I was down on the ground, on a flat land. Everything looked red, dehydrated, deadly and aggressive. I was confused and tried to ask people what happened, but they ignored me. I could see tanks fighting as if this world had wars going on. I knew afterwards that the world I had been living on was just a world designed for most people. We lived there without question why we were there in first place. However, reality down here was bad. Everything was destroyed already. I questioned things in frustration. I asked one of my friends where they're going (in this case, they: those soldiers in war), what they're doing. Only to get the answer: "Where are they going? Nah. They won't tell you. You have to find out yourself." before they left me without caring for me.

Possibly in another dream, or false awakening after first paragraph. Family woke me up with smiles. I slowly went on my clock and it said 8 AM. However, I decided to continue sleeping and attempted DEILD, hoping that they thought I was not fully awake yet. (Illogical? Yes. It's not possible at all to continue acting like I'm not awake with that much movements. I used to do this when I'm too lazy to wake up, and just continue sleeping though.) I managed to drift off to my sleep, thinking that I successfully did DEILD/WILD. (A false one, yay!) I somehow found that my attempts to continue the previous dream failed, as my (false) physical body senses still co-operate. With that, I realized actions similar to sleepwalks occurred on my (false) physical body. Knowing that my family members were there, I decided to troll them around with physical body asleep, but my mind awake and seeing everything. Things were funny though. Can't remember what happened afterwards, but I finally woke up in real life. Something made me question what happened few moments ago, I did a reality check and found that this was awakening life. I looked at the clock and it said 7 AM, before I punched my pillows softly in frustration. How the hell I forgot to even think that the false awakening was illogical? Since I had been waiting for FA, thinking that it would be greatest chance for me to get lucid.

This night was one of weirdest nights so far. I can't seem to sort anything out in chronological order, while I was always able to do it all the time. Everything looked like there were run on parallel timeline. Let's think it in positive way. This might be a sign of being able to recall multiple dreams a night. Time to appreciate it and try again next night!

EDIT: I just noticed how "fabricated world" is quite something along The Matrix. I haven't watched it before this though.

early sort of vague, long BTS after a short WBTB, followed by a mega-TOTM top-5 (maybe best ever) LD

Note: I listened to PercyLucid's MILD audio class all the way through this week, and have taken up several of his suggestions and his mantra "I will have lucid dreams TONIGHT, or VERY SOON!" I do his MILD, holding a still mental image of my desired dream scene in my head as I fall asleep. I've been doing it for about half a week at this point.

Betime: midnight-ish. Glass of red wine some hours earlier (4?) at dinner. One Opti-Men multivitamin around 3-4pm.

06:11, ~3 minutes of voice notes

+ standing among statue/memorials, where the shape of the stone is a language conveying a message ("Hindu"). In particular the place where the column narrows in diameter and then widens out again has some sort of special meaning. I read "pardo" chiseled into one of the columns (they're about 4 feet high).

+ several big bags of galantamine capsules have arrived from Amazon, and a bag of small round B6 tablets. The boxes were opened (I guess by my wife), and the big see-through plastic baggies (Halloween candy bag sized) are lying there on my bed along with the Amazon invoice. The galantamine capsules are large, about the size of my current Alpha-GPC capsules (which are real horse pills, it takes eating bread/drinking water to get them down). I put some in my mouth and start chewing them? I wonder if I have time left in my dreaming night to take some or if it's too late.

Looking at the fine, thick, luxurious paper that Amazon uses for printing invoices, and the detailed high quality printing, I realized this is why I use Amazon, for this level of detail & quality.

+ circular cushion, it has to last a lifetime, one kid is jumping up and down and I severely discipline it, it gets progressively younger as I do so until it becomes an infant and rolls off on to the ground; two families different religious traditions are sharing this circular couch thing, it's OK with one family because their attention is usually focused outwards, you're not supposed in their tradition to use the middle part.

I'm wandering in and out of sleep as I review the prior dreams.

WBTB, BTS

It takes about an hour to get back to sleep it feels like. Need to put on a sleep mask as the room is too light now.

08:51, ~16 minutes of voice notes

+ LD #133 (TOTM advanced I & bonus success): KILD

I'm in a fairly dark area with people, I hear (students and teachers?) talking about math, I remember hearing "N-squared". I seem to be re-entering this area, and notice in front of me a teacher lady lying on a reclining garden/beach lounge chair, facing me. She's by herself. I go towards her, lean down over her in order to kiss her, and as my face approaches hers I get lucid. I continue in for a quick kiss on the lips and say "I'm dreaming!" I get up and head up a stairway to the left, saying "I didn't go up here last time through". There is a very wide open platform up there. Up ahead along a long wall stretching along the platform is an open door, and I enter.

Band Practice (TOTM basic I missed opportunity):
Inside is a large, wide, but not deep, well-lit band room. Most of the room is off to my left (the door is on the right edge of the room). There to the left on a series of risers are the band student musicians (seems like high school aged) sitting with their instruments. I look for a guy playing (my instrument), and see him in the 3rd/4th row up, and call to him to show me his instrument. He holds it up and I nod, "nice. What's your name?" I ask, "Norman," he answers (delay not too long, sometimes my DCs don't know their names well!). "I'll be back later" I say and head out the door, starting to think of TOTM.

Moon (TOTM Advanced-II)-fail:
I try to remember my TOTM task cheer song, and all I can remember at first is the rhythm. Argh! I finally remember the moon rock task. I decide I will grab a chunk of the moon and eat it. I look up into the night sky, slightly hazy, but with lots of distinct stars, the background is not totally black. I clearly see the stars at high resolution, and notice several satellites lazily making a straight path from one side of the vision to the other. I follow one's progress for a few seconds enjoying the view. I will the moon to appear, several times, but it does not appear.

I am now in the backyard of my childhood home, still looking up at the sky for the moon. I start to hear my mother's voice.

Mom:
I hear her voice clearly, like she was standing next to me. I know she's in the house. I'm now floating fairly high over the house looking down, and am amazed at the clarity and accuracy of her voice. Sometimes voices in my dreams do not sound right, but this is perfect. She is speaking coherently but I do not remember anything that she said, she's talking to my father. I'm trying to get down to the house and have some trouble, I have to air-swim a bit. The house is not right: it appears to be a sort of a modern, multi-section compound with rooms of differing shapes from above. Then I'm on the deck at the back door, still hearing her voice, and I enter, go through the kitchen, and expect to see her there and see her walking through the dining room heading towards the living room, her back is to me. I get really happy, finally I'm going to see her in a dream!
(in waking life she passed away two months ago).
I follow and enter the dining room, imagining her being really happy to see me. She turns and sees me and I open my arms wide, (I'm wearing a light jacket and quickly unzip it and hold up my arms with the ends of the jacket, kind of like bat wings), and she comes to me and I give her a big hug, kissing her cheek and I tell her "I really miss you!" I see her and her face clearly. She seems young. Either she or my dad answers, and says something like now it is time for me to be with my father.

Mom saves a FA:
I find myself waking, and I still hear my mother's voice. If I can still hear her voice, that means I'm still dreaming! I have no visuals and decide to slowly "open my eyes." I seem to be in my childhood home's living room still, with something on my head, like sheets or a blanket. I sit up and stand up. I try for a little bit while walking forwards towards the kitchen to take the thing off that feels like a towel wrapped around my head, but I can't get it off, it's like a really really long sheet is hanging there and I just can't get it off. I decide just ignore it (and then it stops bothering me). My mother is standing at the doorway between the dining room and the living room just on the kitchen side. She looks really young, thin, healthy, and happy. Shes wearing a bright lipstick, orange-ish. I say "you look like you're doing great!" while I stand close to her with my hands on her waist, and something like "we will meet again!".

Dinos! (TOTM Advanced-I success):
After seeing my mother, I go out on the deck and ask my sister to take me to show me where the dinosaurs are
(asking DCs to do stuff for me is fast becoming my favorite dream control method).
She takes me to the corner of the deck and I look down and see weird beasts walking down the stairs to the backyard lawn (in particular notice one big black quadruped freaky looking thing walking down). I go down off the end of the deck and mount some small furry thing that I think is actually a movie monster of some sort. I'm a bit concerned about this not counting since I don't think this is a dinosaur. I ride it down the stairs to the lawn. There I imagine and see a medium-sized Trex there battling with a medium-sized King Kong. They're both between 15-20 feet tall: definitely big, but not immense. I jump and land expertly on the back of the T-rex. I imagine a faintly strange beastly odor. I'm sitting fairly high on its back/lower neck, and urge it forward to run up the stairs because I'm concerned about Kong. I urge it and imagine it running really fast, I'm "pushing" it forwards by "pushing on the reins" and it's leaping up the stairs towards the street but it just doesn't get going fast enough to please me, Kong is still chasing. Up on the street Kong attacks and I jump/fall away...

Black Hole (TOTM Bonus, success):
... and (am in the void? Rub hands for a while, feel them, dream is solid, visuals return), I'm in a garage (childhood home?), I exit and turn to the right (180 degrees) and there is a large open plaza full of college-aged young people ahead of me. I try again to remember the full TOTM cheer song and I again can only remember the 2nd half (advanced) and "...Black Hole! Black Hole! Raa raa Raa!" I've already done one advanced, so why not? I decided to summon a black hole and jump in. I walk forwards a bit to get where the crowd starts, I hold out my hands straight in front of me and pull them apart quickly, imagining a massive black sphere appearing: instead something big dark and round flashes and disappears. OK, again! (I wonder what the students will think of the black hole!) I put my arms together, pull them apart quickly, and this time a large sphere appears solidly before me which I know is the black hole. Only it's partially reflective mirror-surfaced, which I think is fine because everybody knows that light plays funny tricks around black holes. I dive forwards into it and try to feel the sensations. I don't feel much, after a brief disorientation I find that I'm inside a sphere sort of like a one-way mirror, I can see out but people can't see in. There is a filtering effect looking out like sunglasses. The party is going on all around me in the plaza still and everyone is ignoring me. The black hole is about the same size inside as outside (about 8-10 feet in diameter, tall enough to stand in). There's a girl standing near the edge of the black hole on the outside and I pull her in (and kiss her?). The dream wavers/I enter a bit of the void and call for a DC to take my hand and pull me out, and "John" does just that, and the dream continues from there...

John and boobs:
I asked for a DC to take me by the hand and lead me from the Black Hole sphere, and a guy does grab my hand firmly and lead me out. We start walking together, I decide his name is "John." As we're walking through the crowd, a girl comes towards us .

Spoiler for sexy stuff:

I grab her and hold her by the shoulders and sort of push her along in front of us (she seems slightly uncooperative but doesn't make a fuss), I start squeezing her boobs through her clothing. Double handed at first with my left arm around her back. Then I decide to let John have the left boob and tell him to take it and I stick with the right one. I think I stripped her top off or at least exposed her breasts, but I was on purpose not staring at her so as to keep the dream going and it seemed to work great. Then we approach a table with some other people mulling around, and decide to have sex with her together with John, hoist her up on the table and the dream fades. In the void. I try an interesting variant on "hand rubbing" and start pulling my "ahem." Definitely feels like dream body, so I'm still dreaming. It gets longer and longer, and seems fairly small diameter, but seems to be getting a bit hard. I want John to help me enter the girl.

Eventually I have John take my hand again and lead me back into the dream, works again, visuals return. I look at and touch briefly the edge of the table. Then I leave them both and move on down the path.

Girl outside:
I've lost a bit of lucidity, I'm standing outside a door to a building, as I move towards it a girl sitting on a bench calls to me "<redacted>" which gets my attention.

Spoiler for sexy stuff:

I instantly kneel down in front of her and pull off her pants. Looking at her sex organs it seems to waver to look male for a bit, I will it to return to girl and it does and I begin oral on her. I begin moving my tongue enthusiastically and start to feel the connection superimposed with my waking tongue

and this brings me back to full lucidity. I stop with her and enter the door in to the building.

Girl inside:
Inside is a large mostly empty space, I spot two girls sitting at a desk not far away. I head right for them and sit down, noticing the girl on the left and give her my attention.

Spoiler for sexy stuff:

As I sit down I reach for her body and rub her torso a little bit with my two hands. I'm close to her face and I look at her and appreciate her beauty and lean in for a kiss, I feel it well. I try for some tongue but again it starts to superimpose with my waking tongue so I stop that. I kiss her again with just lips, short, but really nice.

I move my gaze to look back up over my shoulder to the my left so as not to stare at her too long, I catch a scene of some busy detail outside the door I came in through.

I stand up quickly and take her hand and lead her away, just desiring to be in motion. I'm holding her left hand with my right, and I start swinging our arms while we walk. <Something about a vending machine?> The dream starts to fade and I use contact with the girl to come back and continue a bit:

Spoiler for sexy stuff:

I stick my right ring finger in her mouth and push it in and out a bit, I feel the warmth and wetness of her mouth. Then the same with my middle finger then the same with my index finger, telling her to really suck hard and she does.

This brings me back into the dream. I then get the great idea to

Spoiler for sexy stuff:

repeat with my (ahem), I place it in her mouth and tell her to suck hard, I start to feel it and I see her face down there with my (ahem) in her mouth

and the dream fades, this time it feels like for good, so I start gathering my recall and prepare to record.

Marleigh & Steve Show Love
I'm watching the cricket and we r looking like we are going to lose. I see a message from Daryl with some dates and photos. 1 of the dates is an old dooms day date. So I figure he's meaning that there's a dooms day coming. I see a game which looks similar COC. The elixir storage looks like a asteroid impact. I see Mum around the house. I think we fight back in the cricket and it gets rained off. It's a relief as I thought we would lose for sure. I begin seeing a scene of Marleigh and Steven having interment Moments in the bed room. Marleigh looks pregnant and has put on a lot of excess weight. Steven is trying to move her onto of him. The other scene is of Steven putting his dick in her. He's dick looks a bit soft and fat. The videos are for anyone to watch as they show it as a sign of love, not fucking.

Keeping It In The Family
I'm in a swimming facility, and I see a amputee swimming. Dana White encouraging the kid. Somehow they're creating waves in the pool, allowing the kid to catch a wave for a brief moment. He wasn't able to swim in a straight line. He kept moving into other lanes. There's another guy that catches a wave all the way to the other end. At first I though was going to catch it all the way into the wall. I see that there's some dogs in the pool, and One of the dogs is unsure of the water. It's making odd noises, which is getting the attention of one of the other dogs. It might have been its mother or father, cause it was looking concerned. The dog looked to be walking on water, but was walking on the lane rope instead. The dog walks towards me and is still walking on water. I think to myself that the dog would have to sink sooner or later. The dog ends up looking more and more comfortable in the water.

I get into the water and I swim over to my cousin Rach, who I'm dating. I feel a bit awkward due to others reactions. I swim over to Kayley and Daniel. I bring up that i don't care what other people think about me dating my cousin. Daniel asks me a question which finishes early, so I don't fully understand what he's saying. I ask him again what he meant.

I walk outside and Mum is waiting for me to pick me up. She's in the XR6.


Dream fragment
Cousin Rach asks me if I still do Lem sip. I tell her I do and haven't been sick in a year and a half

Morning of August 7, 2015. Friday.



A child is at a door and cannot quite reach the doorknob (which is atypically high). I only see her silhouette.

“Here, let me get that for you…” She is gone. I hear the sound of the beanbag chair breaking. It is, as always, remote viewing.

I hate to interrupt an artist. Carroll (who looks eerily like my brother-in-law but only from some angles and only at certain times) acknowledges my presence with a respectful nod.

“What do you see?” He asks.

I find myself in a continuously changing three-dimensional landscape that is like a “real” version of “Zoo Scene”. I see what looks like giant butterflies fly about in and out of the structure. I enjoy the imagery for several minutes.

It becomes the real version. I see something that, once I see it, I cannot “unsee” it.

It is a “shark fin” within the structure that is in reality, the road going away from behind the structure. “A predator…” Carroll acknowledges me respectfully and nods.

“You are not to blame for every disadvantaged soul…or for any life ever taken,” he says.

I would tend to agree. Love and respect. In every place. In every time.

Finally! After two weeks of trying to lucid dream once again, I finally have another one. As usual, I woke up before sunrise and went back to sleep, reminding myself to do reality checks if I dream.

The Dream

The dream started off as a false awakening nightmare. I was lying on my bed in the dark and there were these figures in the shadow talking about how much they hate me because all my weaknesses and insecurities. They talked about how much they hated me and that my roommates are trying to kick me out because they are starting to dislike me. Then I tell myself to stay calm - this is just a dream.

I floated on up and out of my bed to use the bathroom. I did another reality check by looking at my hands. My fingers were deformed; it must be a dream then because my fingers aren't broken in real life. I looked into the bathroom mirror and saw that my hair was gray and my skin was wrinkly; this must be a dream since I'm much younger in real life. I jumped and try to fly, but could not - it felt too real. Next, I decided to open the closet. I tried to imagine something magical. But there wasn't: There was a teddy bear on the top rack and a glass of red wine in the lower one.

I was apprehensive about drinking the wine since I don't know what will happen after. Why did my subconscious offer me a teddy bear and a glass of red wine? Why did I turn into an old man with deformed hands? I don't know what possessed me about I held the large wine glass with two hands, bowed to the closet, and gulped it down as though it were an antidote. I blanked out.

Dream Signs: Looking into the mirror. Hand/finger check. Nightmare.

Interpretation: A very literal reflection of my fears and insecurities.

I'm a secret agent of sorts, although never explicitly stated, I think, tasked with recovering some kind of secret documents or photographs. From the surface of the ocean, I dive down and see the facility. I enter through the airlock and into the hangar-type area, disguised as facility personnel, and get my bearings. Accompanying me is Nicholas, a kenyan exchange student who stayed with me for a week a few months ago.

The whole scenario reminds me of a certain mission in Medal Of Honour: Allied Assault. The dream itself gives me a feeling that the people running the facility are evil, like nazis or something, but I don't see anything amiss going on. I navigate the facility, looking for a certain room that contains the documents/photographs while Nicholas stays in the hangar and does his own thing, I dunno.

As I go further down/up (it's a bit weird that way), the place starts to feel a bit like school; some personnel are teachers and such from school. I feel more pressure as it gets harder to remain undetected as a spy, as at this point I'm moving into more and more heavily restricted areas, so I have to play off as though I'm supposed to be there, which means avoiding people who have already seen me, or know better, lest they set off the alarm on me.

I run into the deputy head of my school, who is a commanding officer or something; seeing me move to one elevator to go up to the documents, he points me to another one that goes the opposite way. He gets somewhat suspicious when I hesitate or try to continue my normal route, but I eventually take the elevator and he walks on. This means I have to walk back up, but someone else is coming who would blow my cover. I avoid them somehow I forget how, and continue on my way.

I make it to the secret photographs; however, I get caught and the alarm goes off. I look up and see coloured bubbles begin to appear above me, which have messages saying "you lose", "Churchill caught you", "the facility is in lockdown" or something similar. The second bubble shows a face of Winston Churchill. Somewhere in my mind a link is made as though my deputy head was playing the role of Churchill, or some position of power. I dunno why Churchill is mentioned here, when the people running this are in opposition to me/the organisation I'm doing this for.

Anyway, the mission restarts from the hangar, as though loading from a saved point in a video game. This time I am accompanied by 3 other people, who seem to be my friends but I don't recognise them from real life. The routes to the documents we take seem to be shorter, but riskier this time around. We get caught a few more times, sometimes reaching the documents, sometimes not. I forget a lot of the details here, but I remember one attempt in which we mixed with a large crowd of people trying to get outside.

Wow ok, this is pretty cool, I've always wrote my dreams in a journal but it's nice to have it on an online archive thingy. Anything, this one happened nearly 5 years ago, when I was 10.


I was up in a pink colored sky, surrounded by clouds. The fairly oddparents (characters from a kid's tv show of the same name) were up there with me. I think I looked at my left hand (the same hand I write with), and there were 6 fingers. From looking at my hand, it somehow occurred to me that the dream was a dream. Being a 10 year old, and grasping the fact that I was basically in my own fantasy world, I began to ask for things from the oddparents. I asked for a football first, then a coke, then I asked for my dog Chico (who, in real life, we had to give away) back. But when I saw Chico, he was rotting from the middle of his stomach down and his eyes were a pale color....that was when I woke up, and I was kind of terrified.

fragment

i saw a small, black rabbit with wings in my room. i thought it was cute and fluffy, but when i held it in my hands its skin felt like sandpaper. i dont remember anything else

I was apparently at some sort of restaurant. It wasn't a fancy restaurant like one of my previous dreams. It was fairly middle class with a dark carpet as the flooring. Many of the lights were not on giving the place a slight mysterious vibe. While exploring, I found a bar. The bar had a few chip bags on the counter and many glass bottles. Right afterwards, I saw my little sister walk by eating chips out of a large chip bag. She seemed to ignore me. I then continued on. After a little while, I reached an area that was lit slightly more than the main area. It had tan-ish square tiles as its flooring and at the end of the area were doors. The windows in the doors were completely black, so I assumed it was nighttime. On the left were stairs leading to the second story of the building. On the right, there were a bunch of claw machines lined up on the wall. One of them had my older sister and my cousin crowding around it. I walked over to it to take a closer look. The claw machine had red, blue, green, etc. jewels the size of an Ipod as its prize and was almost empty with only one layer of over jewels at the bottom. Apparently, my cousin found a hole in the machine in which he could stick his hand into and was able to get a hold of a blue jewel. The hole wasn't big enough for him to pull the jewel out though. He then decided to try to the throw the jewel in the prize box in the bottom-left corner of the machine which was blocked at the sides by glass walls like traditional claw machines. He made it in and was able to pull the jewel out of the prize hole. The dream ended there.

This was a strange dream. It was daytime, but it was very cloudy, so cloudy in fact the clouds tinted the entire neighborhood gray. I was standing at the group mailbox down the street. I saw a guy near my house who was trying to manipulate the wind and swirl the wind around him (He wasn't crazy he could actually bend the wind). Somehow, I knew I could the manipulate the wind too, in fact, I knew I could manipulate all the elements (The "elements" weren't simply restricted to Water, Earth, Fire, Air BTW). I felt like trolling him (don't know why though), so I used my wind powers to counteract his wind powers making him unable to bend the wind. He seemed get frustrated by the fact he wasn't bending the wind anymore. I got tired of messing him, so I decided to use my powers to grow some flowers which caused sunflowers to grow (I guess Wood is considered an element in the dream). The guy apparently noticed me growing the flowers because I after I grew them, he ran up to me and asked, "Are you the one who grew the flowers?" I said yes and told him I was also the one messing with him. I followed up by demonstrating I could control wind by making a mini-tornado in front of me. He responded by saying, "That's so cool!" I then told him I could manipulate all the elements. He responded with look of awe on his face and said, "Really? Can you show me?" I then dissolved the fence right next to me using my powers, but right afterwards I repaired it (Seems like Chemicals/Poison is also considered an element). Then the dream ended.

Night of August 3, 2015. Monday.



As promised in my last entry, here are five dreams that I have managed to include simple sheet music with online. With the equipment and technology we have presently, I could probably even duplicate each theme fairly faithfully, though we are working on other projects presently.

In this dream (“Never Go to Waikiki Again” from July 5, 1969), the music is more in the background almost like an in-dream afterthought for the most part and coming during the waking process itself (at least in the first version of my dream).

In this dream (“War of the Serpents” from September 11, 1969) the music seems to mostly be performed with a saxophone, xylophone, and an almost inaudible background orchestra that fades in and out unrealistically (that is, for a real-life commercial production).

In this dream (“Things…From Outer Space” from November 7, 1970), the music is somewhat light and “distant” (in this case I made a recording as a child but am not sure where it is located; possibly at a relative’s house).

In this dream (“Them ol’ Glass Jars” from July 12, 1975), the theme is more musical and sung by a girl’s chorus though the glass jar effect gets louder as I get closer to the waking process.

In this dream (“The Legend of Tony Karoni” from June 27, 1976) the included sheet music represents a very limited rendering of the otherwise layered musical speaking (by the bandits) at the end of my dream (which was very vivid to the point of almost being startling). The harmonics are not included here, thus it is only slightly faithful to my dream. In this case, I am also reminded of how “Yellow Submarine” by the Beatles is off-key in the chorus harmonics (where oddly most people do not notice unless they listen more closely) whereas most sheet music versions I have seen (except for one version that is faithful to what is actually sung) utilize only relevant harmonics to the chord, giving it a completely different sound and mood in most cover versions with not a single change in the notes, which makes me automatically cringe after being used to the Beatles version (even though it is off-key).

Original date: Night of April 10, 1994. Sunday.



As I cannot really relate music heard in a dream to text, I have decided to include an old video of some work we did years ago. The video itself was random scenes mostly from April 8th to April 9th (1994). It used to be linked to another entry years ago, but this has been uploaded to a different site.

In another entry, I will link five descriptive dreams (including from childhood) where I have made a simple sheet music format for them with the entry (although in this case, the music would be secondary, and also had only been ineffectively described previously).

It mostly related to a longer imagery-based dream that featured a variety of elaborate wedding cakes and ceremonies, including Hathor representations. The video mostly came from VHS (except for the boys at the end), hence the “striped” rendering from some copies (and not redone).

If listening on headphones (especially studio-quality monitors), make sure my Daion bass does not bust your eardrums. Thanks. Appreciated. (The track is unmastered though originally was on the old DMusic site when it was still up.) Sparse vocals by wife Zsuzsanna.

Hold in the light when the sun goes down

Defending family on solid ground…

I noticed the carpet was wet in my granddaughters room. At first i was like "huh....why is this so wet?". Then I realized we had another flood coming through the foundation of the house. I told my husband that the pipes had broke again and we went outside to find the source. It was coming from the same spot on the hillside behind our house. In the dream, my landlord owned the house on the hill behind us and i was furious that his pipes had caused us yet another inconvenience! (IRL, he does not live near us but we have had a few plumbing problems with the house and flooding on the back patio with heavy rains.)
I was furious and called the landlord outside so he could see what a mess his crappy plumbing had done to our belongings. He was in his pajamas and robe and was almost cowering because I was so angry and justifiably so.
As he was leaving and promising to fix it, a neighbor who had an upstairs apartment attached to the side of our house was making snide comments and laughing at our hardship with the flood. I looked up at him and noted his behavior, then just went inside to start tearing up the soaking wet carpet and trying to save my granddaughters clotbet, toys and furniture while waiting for a clean up crew to arrive. I went out the back door to take a cigarette break and noticed our other neighbor that lived in the attached apartment below the jerk that made fun of us go to the jerks stairway and blew a huge puff of marijuana smoke toward his window. Lola I had to laugh because she was basically saying to him to mellow out, relax. I knew it would puss the guy off, but I figured turn about was fair play. So just as I was going back inside the jerk comes out and starts screaming at me and saying some horrible things about my family and we deserve for our things to be ruined etc etc.( in real life i have no apartments attached to my house so I'm trying to figure out who this guy is supposed to represent.)
Anyway, I was so devastated from what he was saying and the frustration of everything that was already going on that I grabbed the guy and did a judo throw over my hip and once he was on the ground I started stabbing him all over the place with the eraser end of a pencil.??? I was partly lucid during much of this dream. Enough to realize that I had had this same dream a few months ago. Just before I woke up, I became full lucid and realized that stabbing him with the dull end of the pencil wasent actually penetrating his skin. I was really stabbing him with all my might in the back of the head, on his back and neck since I was basically sitting on him as he was face down. I started seeing all there little circle marks from the impacts, but no blood. Then I just started laughing in my sleep at the ludicrousness of the situation. Then the guy started laughing and telling me he gets my point and he's sorry. *Gets my point* lol
I work us both disturbed by my violence in the dream and curious to figure out its meaning.
There is a girl at work that is starting drama and even borderline sabotaging me, so I kind of figure it has something to do with it.

Any thoughts are welcome.