memorable

Another mega recall night: no lucids but dayum the detail. Lost the early (considerable) recall due to laziness (didn't record), and a late morning multiple waking continuous epic occupied almost all my dream memory space apparently, clobbering the earlier recall.

Another two Opti-Men day: one in afternoon, one an hour or so before bed. Lots of wakings, and lots of recall. Sort of a day off at the lake.

earlier:

(so much more forgotten, damn!)

+ who's that guy wearing the full-body "Coke" advertising outfit and baseball cap? The letters C-o-k-e are huge and spreads sideways from his shirt down to his pants. The letters are gold and the outfit is red. The same gold "Coke" is on the front of his red cap. Oh, it's my cousin P, I guess he's moonlighting as a pizza delivery guy, there's the boxes of pizza right there with my family to the right at the table (took a bite)

+ tennis date: started playing on the court with with Na (clarinet from the childhood neighborhood), she makes a shot which lands near the baseline, I get down and watch it hit the ground. There are two lines there very close together: one is the singles baseline, and one is the doubles baseline. The ball landed right between these two lines. I tell Na "your shot was out for singles, but in for doubles" (I repeat this again?). I think about hitting back a zippy forehand with lots of topspin.

To my right a crowd has entered the court: I see a middle-aged Chris Evert has come and she's giving a master class on tennis serving. She tosses, swings, and follows through, commenting on what she's doing. At one point she "glitches" and fast repeats a movement several times. I'm glad we got to the courts before this or we may not have gotten a court.

Na is now O, my wife's student (the goofy/cute/hot/sweet one) and we're on a date here playing tennis, now watching Chris Evert's class. We're getting closer and more and more cuddly with each other, more touchy, it's really exciting. Chris Evert at one point says something meant for the "couples" in the crowd and O jabs me that I didn't respond, but I was lost in thought about her (O) and say so. I'm standing slightly to her right and behind her, and lean around to her face and kiss her, I'm semi-hard and pressed up against her leg and I imagine she can feel that.

I'm wondering what my wife will think of me marrying O? I "remember" my wife's said before that I'm free to go, but with O may be too much.

O lies down in pain, she says "Oh, it hurts!" and she puts her right hand (I'm on her right side) on to her lower abdomen/lady parts area. I think she may be having female cramps. I'm saying (in various languages) "What is it? What's wrong? etc" Her legs are spread (she's wearing black leggings) and I massage the tendons of her inner thighs at the pelvis (pretty much right on top of her (ahem) but this is not sexual), and say to her she probably strained these running while playing tennis.

late:

+ multiple-waking epic: we've returned to our California adult home

Why are we here? Where are the new owners (the house is empty)? Why can't I remembe this? How long can we be here? Did we buy it back? If so, that would be awesome, I really miss this place. I'm standing in the kitchen and see the beautiful malachite-colored counter tops and the pale maple cabinets. I walk down into the living room and see two colorful Christmas trees there: one just a bit to the left of its normal position, and one smaller one over by the entertainment center.

Brief scene with son S1 as a young boy. Something about playing/rewinding a VCR tape?

Huge doctor bill:
At the dentist/doctor's, when we moved away before, we left a huge (10's of 1000's of $) unpaid bill, for what, look at the itemized list with huge costs for each procedure (what could be so expensive?), what should we do (I say ditch it!)? It would take us years of saving to pay this. I say (and think if I should say this out loud) that "we only manage to net $2000 per month" (I think what's the right word, net or gross?). The people around us in the waiting room turn and look at us in pity for only clearing such a small amount.

Christmas:
Emotional scene with young song S2. I say we should go shopping and buy and wrap the Christmas presents, don't you want to do that? He is sad and says no. I think "oops have I ruined the magic of Christmas?" I struggle with what should I answer if he asks me about Santa Claus: should I be truthful or maintain the magic? I weep/sob hysterically while looking at a couch and thinking about my son and my own lost Christmas innocence.

Cleaning out the yard:
I want to just hang out but my wife wants to get rid of the big old cabinet standing there in the side yard under the tarp. We carry a long piece of it into the garage, I want to place it right next to the garage door so that when I bring the van it's convenient to load up after opening the garage door, my wife disagrees, I'm frustrated at her disagreement. In the garage, I spot a vicious stray dog squatting there, he's large and looks like pit bull. I see a small dirty thick mattress that he sleeps on under a set of shelves.

Spiders:
In room blasting spider nests and a daddy-longlegs off the wall with a water gun (I think it's actually shooting bullets?) while son S2 watches. Through a opening in the wall between the kitchen and the garage I see a lot of spiders in a space behind the drywall: we'll have to remove this and clean them out.

Standing between the kitchen and the garage, I look into the kitchen and notice an area with missing/peeling decorative red-shiny-reflective tape. We'll have to replace this. There are also what looks like very sooty white fuses on the wall, we'll have to clean these. Are we preparing this place to sell again?

The dog:
My wife is down in the garage and I'm at the door to the kitchen, and I see the stray dog crouching below some shelves, I yell to my wife "come here now!" she comes, and the dog lunges. I block the dog with something, I'm holding a barrier up at the dog's neck the dog is extended up on its hind legs. I make friends with the dog, petting it and talking to it soothingly, it gets very friendly, I take it to show my family, it's more like a curly-haired big poodle now, it lies on its back and we rub its tummy, it looks more like a bigger version of our old dog now. It gets up and walks and I see that someone has painted a heart-shaped big purplish drawing around it's butt based on "My Little Pony."

The daughters / will:
I see a picture/video/live scene of two cute young girls dressed up in frilly dresses, about 4 and 6 years old. Are these my daughters? Did we have two girls and I can't remember it? Such a major life event, why can't I clearly remember this? I go ask my wife about this, are these daughters hers from her previous marriage? She indicates yes, but they're both degenerates now (as adults), one is a vegetable in the hospital, and the other is a useless low-life. I do not want these girls messing with my sons' inheritance. I consult an expert about this, can I write a will that clearly gives everything 50/50 to my two sons that will withstand any late challenge? People tend to come out of the woodwork at probate/inheritance, they may somehow hear about it and show up to claim something. The guy says it's important to get an official copy stored with a trustworthy person in case someone presents a forgery. I think who would work for this, who's the right age, and decide on my sister. "She's totally trustworthy" I say. Mmm Hmm he says.

The party: (this is like a sub-dream within the "returned home" dream, many scenes):

Cup throwing game: I'm tossing plastic clear drinking cups to (girls) across the room. I'm spinning the cups with both hands and they're flying like tube-frisbees. One cup is crushed and I try to unwrinkle it. It doesn't have a cut out bottom, it won't fly well I think, I try tossing it and indeed it does not fly straight. I toss to a girl across, she tosses back to me, I toss to another girl, she tosses back to someone else? My wife says no, I must be the one to get the cup and re-throw it.

In a group of people at the table the M's (british schooling former friends with the annoying chidren) are there. KM and RM. They look very old, gray hair, old faces, grayish like covered in a layer of flour. KM reaches a hand and I shake it. Them RM and I shake hands I have to lean really far forwards in order to do this. RM has a big deep chunk missing from her nose around her left nostril, it's very red. The M's say "but what about the property?" referring to the daughters/will situation. I get upset and say they shouldn't talk about such things.

At the table, we need to put away the glasses, I say the ladies should do this (they object a bit?) my sister puts a glass into the display case, some (green?) liquid oozes out and I catch it cupping my hands together, it wasn't washed properly.

The party is moving to the park across the street! A few people are walking but most (seemingly all girls?) have piled into one of the two cars. They're really packed in sitting on top of one another. There is a clean place left for me in the driver's seat. I get in and we take off. This is in the middle of a large city at a hexagonal roundabout at the top of a hill. There are two exiits I could take to get out of the parking lot onto the street, but the one on the right is crowded with cars so I take the left one. I need to turn right, but the direction signs painted on the ground only indicate left-turn allowed. I ignore this and turn right. For several turns I move my way around to the left of each of the exit roads of the roundabout. I enter a (tunnel?) inside. Then we're walking in a mall near a movie theater and I'm looking for someone who works here to ask directions to how to get out of here.

In a boat on the water by the pier. I'm looking down into the murky water, trying to see something. The sunlight is streaming down into the water and then I can see it is revealing the ground, this is the first time I've ever seen the ground here it's about 20 feet deep (day residue from the day at the lake, observing the pattern of the sun through the water and on the sand). I imagine one can see fishes, and then I see them: the water is thick with them, medium sized. What about sharks? Yes there are some larger fish clearly sharks. A second boat has a boy/girl leaning too far over the side I shout to get back in, I think he/she might fall in and get eaten by a shark. He/she throws something like a sock into the water which lands on the head of one of the fish, I yell not to throw stuff.

At an ice cream stand high above the water, my father chastises the kid for not listening to me in the boat.

Dug Out The Bear
I'm near a tree where a bear had been dug up. It's happy towards the policemen for saving it. I stay overnight in a tent and my dogs are there. I lose trigger due to it raining and was probably scared. Stressing out. Walk to shop. Dave gets pizza or something. Walking down blaxland and trying to find trig. I see another dog at entrance. Dads walking REX at night.

Triggers Surgery
I'm outside in the backyard of my old house. Trigger is about to get operated on by a female surgeon. She inserts the long needle into his neck which will soon put him asleep. I pat trigger as he gets drowsy and drowsier. The surgeon slices trigger down the stomach. It sicks me out and I expect to smell something rotten, but I don't. The surgeon slices me from the armpit down to the bottom of my rib cage. I don't feel any pain as I walk around a little. I worry that maybe an organ will fall out if I'm not careful. I start to think that maybe trigger will die in surgery, due to his age.

Really? I haven't posted here in 4 days? Wow I'm slipping! A fairly great night, finally, both LDs and fairly good recall.

00:00 (approximate) bedtime

02:00? (unknown) get up to pee
takes a while (10-15 minutes?) going back to sleep, I repeat "the next time I'm dreaming, I realize that I'm dreaming" to myself while falling asleep

04:16

+ LD #129 (first recalled dream of the night is a lucid, that is a first for me I think!) I'm in an international airport connecting flight area/border control, some of our group is down the long (curving?) hallway at the border control. I see my other travelling mates with their suitcases, I don't have mine, I realize I've left my suitcase on the previous airplane. I panic, what will I do, there is only 15 (25?) minutes for the connection, and I'd have to re-cross border controls/customs, they may not let me through. I decide I must go back for it, and start running fast. I think without the suitcase I'll have (no clothing?) for the (camp?) we're going to. I'm running really fast and am really concerned, when I get the notion that maybe there's no reason to worry if this is a dream, I do a nose pinch while running and it clearly indicates dream. I'm lucid and still running, part of what got me lucid perhaps was the fast speed I was running, completely effortlessly, and I'm amazed for a moment at this.

Spoiler for sexually explicit:

Pretty much all caveman all the rest of the dream. The first few encounters I don't recall. Then I see some women standing among a line of trees/border in between rows of a parking lot (outdors, night). One of them I "remember" having the hots for, she's middle-aged but hot so I go up to her and present myself for a BJ, she says "with what, all your two inches!?" I'm sort of annoyed but ignore it and get a BJ for a while. Then she takes off her top and her bra and she has an odd flat chest. I move on. I meet a young man with glasses and he takes off his shirt (and bra?) and also has an odd looking chest, I move on since I'm not into guys.

I come upon a car full of Asian (Japanese?) people, there is a Japanese couple (man & woman) right there and I grab the woman by the shoulders and say "excuse me, I'll just take her" and pull her to the side and get going on a BJ, she kneels down in front of me and I think "yes this is a very good position, I should do this more!" and she gets going really well, really fast, it feels great, (a smartphone is involved somehow?), I think I may be able to climax soon. Then I look up and see some women standing nearby (I'm kneeling now?) and choose an Indian woman and reach up under her shirt and squeeze and pull one of her boobs (she has a slightly exasperated expression on her face) and

the dream ends/transitions.

+ LD #130 FA in bed (false dream home), on a high bed-stand next to us I see a white sleep/lucid dreaming mask with little LED lights on stalks, my wife reaches for and is handling/talking about this her "favorite" of my sleep masks, I'm concerned that she'll see it's more than just a sleep mask. I'm starting to suspect, then when I see my wife, who's still looking down at me, is floating up to the ceiling and bouncing around there I get lucid and a clear nose pinch confirms it. She's really bright, clear, shining, and beautiful. I notice/say "Hey you're young and hot, let's (get it on) like we used to" and I

Spoiler for sexually explicit:

reach up and massage her breasts through her top, and pull her down and lay her on her back on the bed, and (pull down our pants?) and begin intercourse (it's a vague sensation).

About this time I notice out the window on the street below (we're about the 3rd floor) across the street a military/security vehicle, white and cube-like and open like a jeep with some triangular insignia on the driver door (facing me) is pulling up and stops, I look away so that this will not distract me from the sex. During the sex I look down again and see there's a man and young woman in the jeep, I meet the eyes of the young woman and decide to show off, I point to my sexual activity and give the woman two thumbs up, she nods and returns a gesture and makes a kind of humping motion to indicate she understands.

My "wife" at this point seems like some sort of mechanical construction and the sex is unsatisfying, and then another of my wife enters the room with some things in her hands and indicates we need to choose some poster to put in to the plastic folder hanging off of the bed (it's somehow to please our cat?).

+(f) kissing a DC (redacted)

(later)
+ semi-epic multi-scene long: at the basketball level of childhood neighborhood park:
1) watching fencing competition, I'm standing on the sloping road leading down to that level looking down. I admire the performance of a friend of mine, the fancy thrusts he makes. Afterwards, I go down and want to meet him and imagine holding his foils in my hand and what sort of grip they have (there are two of them). I then move to the far side of the level and want to enter the hot tubs with the other competitors, at first there is force/gravity/wind that blows me a bit to the exit road leading down to the street but I recover and enter the hot tubs and have an animated chat about something.

2) a vicious angry dog is gripping the back of my pants on the belt, I'm trying to placate/distract it to get away. I reach around to pet it (nervous about getting bitten), pet it, speak soothingly towards it, I'm walking up the path to the middle level. Back down on the basketball level there are containers of (breakfast cereals?) on the retainer wall and I scatter some treats down on the ground and this distracts the dog.

3) I'm walking back towards the road to the middle level and see along the right a table of free cookies and other things, I think how great it is to work here to have these treats all the time. I'm looking at the cookies and take some into my hand, some look like big round really dark chocolate brownies, they're soft. Across the table I see a chocolate and red velvet muffin that looks awesome and I go around to get it, but some guy reaches for it as soon as I get there. Next to it is a full chocolate/red velvet cake so I quickly pick it up and put it on my (dirty with chocolate crumbs/sauce) plate to cut a piece before anybody can grab it, and I push it round a bit with my finger to get it in to the right position. The red velvet dude chastises me for touching the cake with my fingers which I thought I wouldn't have had to do if he hadn't have grabbed the muffin I wanted in the first place.

+ I'm moving down S avenue towards HC childhood home, the house on the left at the big right turn is being demolished and I'm surprised to see only the brick skeleton remaining among the ruins. On HC facing my childhood home, I see both the L's house to the left and the G's house to the right have new construction on them (new dreamsign, 3rd, 4th time this has happened recently). The L's house has new levels and some towers added on top, and the G's house is not much higher but the front has been completely redone and is has a lot of fancy details and decorations on the exterior walls. I'm looking carefully to see if new levels have been added and it seems like about 1/2 of a level has been added on the left wing. I'm amazed at how fast that appeared because this is the first time I'm seeing it, I ask my parents when did that happen, how did it change so quickly?

08:45

+(f) with financial advisers and parents, tell dad he should sell some stocks or other investments, he's hesitant

+(f) stuck in some stairway exiting a parking garage at a security station, there's a flat wide locked metal barrier (sort of like an ironing board but rectangular) a guy helps me out, a small lift lowers down I put a foot on it and ride it up, he says I stood on the wrong part of the lift, I don't care

+(f) (vague) (DO?) guy says to parent "you're the one who's going to kill him, so go you go first" (gesturing to the Tribes inventory station)

I dreamed that I was at work. I wasn't doing my usual job, I was helping out in another department as I have done for the last two weeks. I put down the frame that I am inspecting and my tools, then turn around and start walking towards the door. As I walk through the plant towards the door, it gradually changes into a night forest and my coworkers begin to follow me, transforming into beautiful ladies around my age maybe as young as early twenties, all dressed in toga like dresses with a rope tied at the waist. My own clothes also change to this outfit. We stop at the edge of the forest, and a beautiful woman appears facing us. She stands taller than all the rest of us by a foot or two, but it doesn't seem odd to us. It just gives a physical representation to the power we can feel radiating from her. She names herself as Athena, and tells us that she has called us there to choose two of us as her champions. She chooses a beautiful blond girl and myself, and promises us that if we are victorious in the coming battle then we will win what we want the most. The trees on the edge of the forest grow together and form a large black wall with a white door. The blonde girl opens the door, we we both walk through. The room is the size of a tennis court with black walls and floor, with a thick white line cutting the room in half. On the other side, two more women walk through another door followed by another goddess who's name I can not remember. Athena follows us in, and declares to the other goddess that we are her champions, and the other goddess announces that the fight will be three rounds to the death. I definitely don't want to fight to the death, however two curved knives that reminded me a great deal of bolines appeared in the hands of all four of us champions. The girl directly across the line from me leaps towards me with her knives out. I fall back, scramble and dodge and try to argue my way out of the fight. I didn't agree to fight to the death, I don't want to do this! The girl leaps in again and I throw my own hands and knives forwards to block her attack, but end up cutting her hand off as well. The hand's momentum doesn't stop though it drops the knife, and the hand ends up grazing my arm as it keeps moving in my direction, smearing blood and fleshy pink gore on me. I jump back as the handless woman screams out in anger and pain, and look to the other champion of Athena. She's used the moment of distraction to take out her opponent, then looks to me and yells to finish her. I start stuttering that I don't want to kill anyone, but Athena reminds me in an eerily calm and motherly way that this is a fight to the death, it's her or me, and I am not doing her any favors by prolonging the battle and the pain. Realizing I have no way out and that she's right that a quick death would be far better than a slow and painful fight, I accept this fate and glide quickly and gracefully the ten feet between me and the staggering handless girl, and I slice her head clean off with both my blades. Then the other goddess calls out two more champions. I start to argue that she can't do that, we've already defeated her champions, but she reminds us that we have only won one round, we have to win three rounds to claim a victory. Once again, the blonde quickly jumps into the fight with her new opponent. My opponent is a quiet girl who looks a good deal like a stereotypical library chic who would do better with a book in her hands than knives. She is hesitant and I can tell she is scared, but I also know there is nothing I can do, it's her or me. I leap forwards like my first opponent had, catching the girl completely off guard and try to cut her head off for an instant painless death as well. I fail, and only manage to cut half way through her neck. Her face contorts in surprise and pain, and I curse under my breath as she starts stumbling backwards and farther away from me. I leap in again, this time finishing the job. I catch her body in one arm and her head in the other, and gently lower her to the ground and apologize to her corpse for not making it a clean death the first time. The third round goes much better, the girl is aggressive like the first, and I am able to simply hold my knives out as she leaps towards me and use her own momentum to decapitate her as she attacks. then the other goddess calls out another set of champions and I advance towards the other goddess with my knives defiantly telling her NO. She said three rounds, we have won three rounds, this stops NOW. Athena walks up to me, and smiles in a motherly way and nods gently to me saying, "Yes child, you are right. We said three rounds, and you have preformed exceptionally. Whatever it is you want, is yours." Then I wake up.

(forgot to add color coding)Looking at my past LD journals with pictures inspired me to get back to doing that after taking two months off. I can quickly relive those nights by scanning through the pictures I find that remind me of the scenes. I will at least try to catch up with my favorite LD's not logged here over those last two months.

June 13 2015
Sex in void materializes after scene with beautiful green eyed bright blonde dream girl!!! (hair's wrong, but otherwise, pretty good representation)

Starts with kissing very realistically and on to sex.
Uncle D, dirty jeans tall old guy fight I blow myself bigger and taller and face him down after realizing I'm dreaming again. I can and I play with getting taller and then getting smaller, up and down.

then about 20 guys show up after a brief thought of the possibility of getting overwhelmed, I calmly punch one at a time, I am in control here!
Restaurant sex one main partner but multiple women

Spoiler for sexual content:

either undress for me or I do it and grab their breasts while I'm having sex with the one main partner; awesome!!

I look for other cute DC's and float through the restaurant and towards the far end but start uncontrollably floating up through the roof and into the void. I stay calm and do different motions until the next scene forms. One is kind of an undulating swim like a dolphin and the other motion is a funky walk.
Arcade some look looking for girls right age..most too young.

One little boy in black shroud somewhat creepy but no fear I pick him up

and mom comes and hand him to her she's cute and looks a bit gypsy or mystical with heavy eye liner. I think of past nld's with hoards of coins and go to change machine and just materialize coins, two fist fulls.

I see a big screen game and think about Sensei or someone who mentioned playing a game in dream and throw some coins towards it. Two game guns materialize, revolver style, and I shoot at objects and characters on the screen

and then turn my arcade guns on the arcade patrons with varied effects. None bloody...either fall down or look at me silly. Bored with anymore of that I walk further down and start thinking ok this being an arcade let me make this an amusement park and I walk forward and say OK when I turn left then the entrance to the
Roller coaster will be here. Sure enough there are two swinging wooden and metal gates kind of small

but I say okay I'll sit down in front of these gates and mentally push the gates open and the rollercoaster will start all this mentally of course and sure enough I start zooming out and up a steep angle fast swooping around before some slower parts of the roller coaster. I can see the track forming in front of me.

It's a fairly impressive and narrow track but that is not important it's the motion and excitement of a roller coaster. I am in the front car or perhaps the only car of the roller coaster. I soon find that the coaster has taken me into the middle of a huge open area in a six or seven story mall at least

and I'm going up and down and every direction mentally changing the speed when its not going fast enough and mentally changing the ups and downs when I want it to be more thrilling. I am laughing out loud in the dream and feeling true joy and amazed and how I can experience all of this in my dream at will!!! I look around more to take note of any stores and they seem mostly like mall food court restaurants and none of them seem recognizable but there are some retail stores mixed in.

After a bit more zooming around and finally feel myself back in bed I'm smiling your ear trying to stay sleepy and dreamy while I recount my adventures and try to figure out if I can go back to sleep without getting up to pee. Counted this series as #339-340

6/7 Female is naked and I become lucid. I turn her into Girl Friday. 337

6/12 DILD seemingly out of the blue with no induction and a poor day. The way the car is not driving straight despite keeping the steering wheel steady cues me in that I am dreaming. 338

So I begin the LD journey...

In the past I have heard, read, and talked about Lucid Dreaming from all sorts of different sources. when I was younger I struggled to get my head around the Idea of being 'conscious' In a dream. If I am honest, I was walking through life without any Idea of what being conscious really is. I was your typical late teens stereotype, playing my role in the world as a walking zombie, which I truly believe we have been conditioned to accept from an early age. To me the thought of LD, meditation and spirituality was hippie hocus pocus.

A few years down the line and the veil has been lifted. I recently started meditation and opening my mind to ideas I once disregarded as BS, and embraced them with open arms. LD has been a topic I have always pondered, wondering if such a thing was possible. After a recent vivid dream I woke up with the urge to look into the topic some more, and so the journey begins.

I have been completely overwhelmed by the amount of information on this site and many others. I have put what I have learned to good use, I started a Dream Journal ( an essential part of the process as far as I have read), I have started trying to incorporate ADA into everyday life, combining this with solid reality checks where I am continuously asking myself 'am I in a dream', 'how did I get here' and finding time to meditate as much as possible. I have told myself to be patient and not force anything, If i believe in what I have read, keep experimenting with techniques It will come.

So the first week in and I have been surprised with the results. Previously I would barely remember any dreams I had, since starting a dream journal I have found myself 5 days in, and from last night I can recall three separate dreams. One of these I would like to share.

In one of the dreams I remember, I specifically recall talking to a DC and telling them 'I am lucid dreaming, I am doing it right now' which was followed by a RC which unfortunately didn't work. This suggests to me that I am not aware enough of my surroundings when carrying out daily RC's, but the fact I said I was in a lucid dream has given me a huge boost to continue the journey. My dreams last night were also some of the most vivid dreams I have ever experienced.

I am continuing to progress which is the main thing for me as I have nothing to loose. Apart from the general buzz of progress I am getting from this experience I have also found other benefits such as, I am getting more quality sleep, I am more relaxed, I am continuously paying attention to my surroundings in more detail which in turn is improving the quality of my day to day life, I feel my imagination is in overdrive imagining all the possibilities this process may unlock.

overall I am really enjoying the experience and if anyone has any hints or tips I would be hugely appreciative

i dream starts with me feeling a bit panicky and running at a high speed through the strangely familiar enviroment. i continue on speeding through a small river and then starting to fly. suddenly i go up in the air, flying at an even faster speed. this is where something breath taking happens, while flying i looks backwards when i notice a bright nuclear blast. after some seconds of looking at the terrific and magnificent blast, my dream slowly fades to black (hehe)

all i can say is that was f***ing astonishing.

Very high-detail dream. Characters demonstrate agency and the Sentinel makes another appearance, this time speaking to the other dream characters. I also engage my sense of smell in the dream.

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I am on facebook when I realised that one of my friends had changed her name to 'Vivian'. I feel quite annoyed that she has taken my name, even though it is my screen name an not my birth name. Focusing on the post causes me to be transported to her location in a small Tasmanian mountain town. I appeared near her in a house that was being used as a small, local day spa business. The visuals were extremely detailed, I felt as though I were actually there. The windows were fogged from the condensation. The staff asked us to be quiet so as to maintain the spiritual ambiance.

I followed her outside onto the street. It was quiet. The forested hillside across the river was cloaked in mist. Huge red stringy-bark eucalypts rose up amongst the greenery. I breathed in deeply and savoured the fresh, crisp air. I was going to say that I could smell the trees, but I realised that the scent of the air was quite neutral. I could physically feel the air rushing through my nostrils as I inhaled, and I hazard to guess that I was actually performing this action in the waking world. Despite the lack of scent, I was still very much aware of the sensation of smelling. I continued on down the quiet street with her.

"Did you really bring me here?" I asked. She didn't answer, but glanced at me awkwardly. "Am I really here?" I asked again. I seemed to be intangible to her.
"I don't know," she replied.
"But you answered me! So I must exist." I felt like my logic was flawless.

The town was reminiscent of the one in which we both grew up in. We wandered the streets for a while. There were many shops, but most were closed. I was still astounded at the level of detail here. We met a spritely man with grey hair. He was a priest and seemed to be in his mid 60s. He was one of the only people we had encountered in this town and he greeted us as we passed. My friend suggested I see their local museum while I was here. It was small and quaint. Even though we were in Tasmania, it featured an old Japanese boat, possibly used for whaling, and a preserved bronze figurehead of a tentacled sea monster.

The dream changed slightly. I was in a building that I believe to be my home. The priest had returned with five others. One was a dark-haired woman and there was a younger man who worked as a lawyer. They were all wearing white robes and gathered close around me. They seemed friendly but were very curious about me for some reason. They discussed me but I was unsure what they were talking about. The Sentinel appeared behind me in the form of a female, someone I believed to be a relative.
"She is already pregnant," she said, dashing their plans. They were dismayed.
"What do we do now? We're running out of time." The woman said to the others. I was under the impression that they needed a body, or perhaps to conceive a child, in order to extend their lifetime, and the priest was reaching his deadline.

The others left, talking amongst themselves with no more interest in me, but the priest remained. We spoke briefly, and then he began to fit and convulse. His robes had darkened from white to black. I rushed over and supported his body to help him, even though I was aware that it may have been a ploy. He recovered quickly, thanked me for my assistance and then left.

Black: non-dream
Blue: non-lucid
Red: lucid

Dream 1 - Museum Crypts
I'm walking around someones property, it's a large grassy hill with a big house at the top and a big museum off somewhere to left... It's dark out now, I'm with someone but I don't know who, they don't seem important. After approaching the house at the top of the hill I walk around it, I distinctly remember looking up at it from the back and seeing it from a specific angle, which comes back later on...
Next I go to the museum, there's a crypt in there and some treasure to be found, dungeon booty. I progress through a marble entrance and then down some steps and find myself in the first section of the crypt, there are guardians here that defend the crypt, I kick the shit out of them... They seem to be lesser beast and stuff.
One more thing I should note... I'm immortal in this dream. People can try kill me but it never seems to damage me, and I also never seem to age, making me officially a bad-ass in my mind .
One of the guardians is a vampire , but not the lame sparkling kind -.- ... He looked exactly like Ben Kingsley and wore a dark sinister outfit with red trimming, in his hand he held a demonic looking sword. I met him as I was continuing my descent into the now-evil-cave-like tomb, where he stopped me in front of the final gate.
I knew that a special 'key' was needed to get in. It was made of three pieces, of which I possessed 2.. The key looked like a 1 metre long stone snake with ruby eyes, and I had the tail and mid-section of it. The vampire was particularly powerful, he killed my friend via decapitation and vowed to stand at the gate to prevent anyone from entering...

After suffering a demoralizing defeat I retreated. Some time must have passed as I seemed to have forgotten about the crypt, maybe 10 years?
Now I was with some new friends, one of which was the owner of the house on the grassy hill, he seemed young (20s) and had white hair, we went with a few others to the house and found it was burned down :/. I see the house from the same angle that I viewed the building originally, except only the framework was left, which was blackened and charred... We decided to go check out the crypt next.

We're walking through the crypt and encounter some weaker guardians, like stone knights or something. I kind of feel the memories come back, realizing I hadn't warned my comrades of the dangers here... We then encounter the gate, which a menacing man stands in front of, facing us with a blank stare. At first he seems lifeless, we walk around him and I suddenly start to remember him as the guardian vampire... I now realize he isn't actually dead . Well.. I mean he is a vampire so he is technically dead, but you know what I mean.
Next comes an epic battle, he surprise attacks my friend by kicking him 50 metres away where he slams into the other side of the room... we're all pretty damn strong and end up fighting him in something like a 5v1 showdown. I get the last piece of the snake and place it in the gate. Not sure what really happened to the fight, but we're now inside a huge treasure room with mountains of gold, gems, and jewellery. I think the battle starts continuing on behind me and I make a dash to a ledge.. On this ledge there's a nearby cat too, I think? I see a beautiful necklace with bronze wiring wrapping around three gems of sapphire and think to myself that my girlfriend would love it.. So I take my school backpack off and put it in.. Then I wake up..

Kind of got random towards the end as I was starting to wake up.

Other dream fragments:
-Walking down the geology hallway talking to a professor.

Morning of July 22, 2015. Wednesday.



This title is not that relevant - as the cat itself does not glow, but for some reason it just came into my head as the title (and who am I to “argue” with self-titling excursions into the surreal).

Yet again my dream alters the features and layouts of real locations. This time our bed that is in real life in what would otherwise be the dining room (head to the west) is now in the front computer room, which is adjacent to our older children’s rooms; the head to the east (though feasible, not that likely to be as such - especially as our oldest son’s room has a window in his wall into the room). At the same time, the computer desk is near the window (where the bed was).

I “realize” that I am at 611 North Monroe Street (in America), which I rarely dream about anymore, especially considering I have not lived there since early 1968 (before moving to Cubitis off Highway Seventeen). My cat Tiger (long gone in reality), an orange tabby, is walking about. I “realize” that I am about seven years old but am concerned that Tiger has stepped in paint and is tracking it around the room. He is hesitant and shaking each leg in rotation, just as in reality when a cat steps in questionable liquid. However, the footprints are like a light and almost like a “hole” as well, somehow.

I “remember” after the tracks are giving off an annoying amount of light, that I can “turn off the footprints” (that is, anything glowing in the room) with a special light switch. I move my hand around to feel for it but cannot find it. I vaguely also recall (real memory) that there is a stack of about six or seven comic books on the left side of the toilet tank in the bathroom and am wondering if they will be knocked into the toilet as a result of the cat’s actions. I am trying to remember if this already happened at a previous time and if as such they had been there for several days thus far (which makes no sense of course).

The cat walks up the wall, leaving an even pattern of footprints (which start to look more like upright five-pointed stars than cat paw prints), almost to the ceiling. “Come down from there,” I command. The animal comes down and starts purring very loudly on my chest but seems eventually to be my own breathing (and likely Zsuzsanna’s as well).

My thinking falls into the slightly abstract. I realize that a “star pentagon” is not a pentagon at all but a decagon (as it has ten sides and angles, not five sides and angles). I feel a strange uneasiness over humanity being “wrong” yet again, then realize everything in the world is misnamed and misunderstood anyway, so it does not matter that much.

I approach three (unknown) girls in somewhat plain dresses (sitting on the floor in the form of a triangle for the most part) who seem to be speaking Portuguese and involved in an occult ritual. There is unexplainable luminosity in the setting. Looking more closely, I see they are actually playing Jacks. However, looking again, I see the game box looks suspiciously like some sort of ritualistic system with the box shaped like a hexagon. I then confirm this by the fact that, even though they are playing Jacks, it is on a hexagram painted carefully on the floor. Then I get annoyed once again as I realize that the “hexagram” is actually a type of dodecagon, as it has twelve angles and twelve sides, not six angles and six sides.



“No one knows what anything is,” I say calmly. One of the girls (to the left and closest to where I am standing) turns and looks at me curiously though smiles in understanding and seeming familiarity (with a vague thought she is my wife when much younger). She says, “A minha estrela guia” (“my guiding star”) and I am not sure if she means me or the game piece (Jack) she is holding. Then I realize she may not have said “A minha estrela guia” but “I’m in Australia”, which sounds the same (and it slowly dawns on me that this is yet another “missed clue” or “confirmation”, of millions, about finding Yin incarnate, yet I recall I already have).

I feel slightly nervous and enter a more luminous state of “quivering” (where the foreground and background quickly shift inversely to each other) and see a large electric fan (all white, including the blades) where the rotary keeps changing in diameter, smaller and larger, but somewhat randomly. The fan blades sometimes curve out as if in attempt to touch or at least reach me (with a perceived sense of care and compassion, not as a threat). The imagery shifts in unusual ways. Every now and then, a small narrow crocodile head emerges (again, with no sense of threat, and the mouth remains closed) horizontally and evenly from the center and is seemingly pulled back in. Other things the spinning fan blades become is a cycad palm, a sunflower, and some sort of floral kaleidoscopic design. I watch it for quite some time (with a vaguely perceived buzzing) and eventually shift into a dream where Steve J (an old classmate) and I are walking just below rafters on roof support beams and ceiling joists in a large building. The rafter patterns become more and more complex. This last part, Zsuzsanna says she also dreamt of - though she was the one walking mainly on the hanging beams (without any actual reason or prior cause to dream as such, though this shared dreaming happens fairly often). (However, I did have a lot of similar dreams when about thirteen.)

The black Void

I appeared on my bed listening to voices. I was a bit out of it at first because i went from awake to dream mode and it kind of blurred my train of thought a bit.After laying down on the bed for a bit and listening to voices the back part of the bed/wall began to break apart and i began to fall backwards into a dark black void.I let myself fall down and could see black and dark gray clouds in my void. There were also black rocks appearing in it. After falling fast for a while i ended up somewhere where i was hanging around with Eye. But i forgot what happened at that time.After whatever happened happened I woke up.
I decided to go into the dream the same way I did before though.

The black void 2

I slowly started hearing voices around me again than felt i couldn't move.I decided to wait it out and eventually the back broke apart again. I ended up falling fast down the dark void but this time was different. As I was falling i could hear footsteps that sounded like they were walking quickly across a carpet. I decided to imagine the footsteps far away from me as i was falling. It faded but than came back and i saw a dark sweater hooded figure looking at me from behind a black rock in the void. It went somewhere else and than i heard the footsteps again though. So I imagined pushing the thing farther, along with the footsteps sound. I felt it was gone than fell down relaxed until i arrived at a outside of a large school.

I decided to imagine kingdom of hearts into the dream and Sora appeared along with the opening song of the game. I fought sora while flying for fun while trying to sing along to the song. But than it quickly changed into Chinese. As I was battling sora though i spotted riku in the distance. Wanted to go to him but than i saw that there were bodies of people laying on the ground. I felt like it would be awkward to go on the ground with the bodies laying around the courts. Yeah, I saw the bodies on a basketball court and tennis court. I flew away since i won against sora already and ended up in a bedroom. There was a dream character present and he was holding a needle.

"There is no needle" I thought and manged to get it away from him. But than he brought it back. It was like i was battling with my mind to try and imagine it not there. But i couldn't help but pay mind to it. Thats when i tried to run and jump away while calling Dawn. But i bumped into something and ended up giving up. "Instead of a random DC, I'll just imagine Dawn's giving me the shot". I thought to myself. Than all too quickly i was stabed in the back with the needle and felt the thing injected into me. Than a black heart rate meter like thing appeared in front of me and i saw the numbers 558. It was going up when i felt the needle but went down slowly when i was relaxed. After that I woke up.

New Dream Guide...Sort of

Something non lucid occurred where i was inside a apartment talking to people.I became lucid though as i was holding a laptop and something made me think of Jade/Maeni. I decided that in this dream i would go onto my dream email or a dream guide messenger site and see if it could find me a better dream guide. I typed on the bright white screen that looked like a chat/forum place. It was designed in a basic organized way. Nothing too flashy. Anyways I typed with my imagination "Looking for new dream guide. Post if interested! : )"
Than someone got online with a yellow colored avatar. I asked if they were interested and they said they would think about it. So I decided to leave that alone for now and wait.
After that a dream character came and told me to follow him. We ended up inside a school where i got distracted.
I was non lucid inside a school that was for middle school kids i think. After walking around and doing whatever i did, somehow i got in trouble and I was sent to the principal's office in anime form with anime characters. The principal was secretly a monster that wanted to feed on the students that disobeyed or were new. Than tried to eat me. I told the character with me that we had to work together. The DC agreed and we ended up escaping but than i noticed that "Good Times" characters were in the school. It was the sister and older brother and they were arguing because the brother didn't want the sister to date someone. I decided that i wanted to leave the school and go somewhere else at that time than followed a group of students leaving.

However after walking for a bit i ended up back inside the school. I decided to go another way than and took a door that led to the outside school yard. I was questioning it though because it led me to go up a stairs.When i finished stepping up I saw two boys trying to swim away from where they were. There was water halfway up to their body and it was raining. I liked the rain but didn't feel like swimming so i went another way and ended up on the sidewalk with the two boys.But one of them jumped me from behind and i fell on a bush. He was pinning me so i called for help and told him to get off. A DC came and took him off me. After that i got up than walked away and ended up in a apartment.There i remembered about the dream guide post thing and imagined a laptop in the room. I picked it up and looked at the screen where i posted the question. I didn't really notice much change though. Only a little and typed "Is no one really interested? Still waiting for a reply." Than i noticed something pop up on the site.

I decided that i would just wait patiently and left the laptop alone. As i was walking A DC appeared. It was a tall white guy with blue eyes and dirty blonde hair color but braided. And he wasn't wearing a shirt.
"Uhhh....Are you my new dream guide?" I asked. " He scratched his head and smiled at me than said "Yeah,Well,Sort of." I noticed how his blue eyes reminded me of Marcus even though Marcus is old and told him how his eyes remind me of Marcus. "Really?" he said as we were walking away to another room." You can't be Marcus though. Whats your name? IF you said sort of does that mean your dawn?" I asked suspicious. He made a look that said "maybe" and than told me to look at his hair and to touch it. He had two little braids sticking up on his head though.

"Do you like it?" he asked me smiling as he had his head down in front of me waiting for me to touch it. I put my hand and felt his braids. The way they went down from the top of his head to the side. His hair length was obviously up to the middle or bottom neck. I told him it looked nice on him and than went up to a mirror to look at myself. I noticed that i could see my back and chest and i had the marking of a giraffe. "I can't believe i got these marks on me" I said than told him how i have them on me. He looked but than i noticed there were two big rats in the apartment."Rats!What do we do?" I asked him unsure. He told me that we need to get away from them. we ran but than i jumped on him so the rats wouldn't bite me. I didn't think he would mind. Anyways he carried me fast out of the apartment than down the stairs with the rats trailing us. I wasn't afraid of the rats but i liked him saving me from them even though they weren't scary.

I kind of hugged him too tight though as he was carrying me and when we stopped on the last floor we saw the rats. I got off him and he ended up fighting them off. Reminded me of the old days but i kind of felt bad because I let him carry me when i could have ran myself. Than I woke up.Forgive me Dawn. TwT If that were you.

The dream recall leading up to the LD were not really anything exciting or long. But the LD more than made up for it despite being a slightly bit unstable: it lasted a good long time (by my standards) with 3-4 different scenes, girly stuff, accomplished TOTM, some flying and some breaking through walls, some lightsaber action.

+ at a beer garden choosing (4 choices) what I'll have for the next round consulting with the woman sitting across from me. I'm thinking of a really pale beer next round, something with almost no taste. (Don't remember the names but some had some), (decided on a house special?)

+ I'm at the far end of a long snaking narrow camping tent, a friend is outside. I see and say that there is no zipper/way out on this side, so since the tent is so narrow I don't have room to turn around, so I start crawling out backwards. I notice some dirty spots on the floor of the tent and wonder if they're wet spots from dirty boots. I finally make my way out of the front where my friend is waiting for me (the boot guy below?)

+ There's a man who says he must cover his metal-tipped boots when he's outside or else the reflection will blind people. He gestures to his boot tips and I see a chunk of metal near the tip. Someone discusses how "hard" your boots you want, if you get them too hard they'll make a lot of noise on wooden floors.

+ walking through some sightseeing place with people, fairly dark indoor environment, turning corners (going up sloping pathways?) need flashlight, I have one or two in my hand, then there are hundreds strewn all over the floor to choose from.

+ Walking down the main stairway in my childhood home, my dad is talking about the nurses at the hospital, how they used to have a thing around there neck that expanded, it was called a (???), I see one and how it expands, but they wear something different now. My dad has to go to the hospital, I'm now in the living room where my mother has set a breakfast table (for me and my dad?), I sit down and eat, there is a bacon and egg sandwich and more bacon and some other things. It all looks really good and I start with the bacon. (I pick a piece of bacon out of the sandwich?) my mother says not to pick the bacon out of the sandwich but I say "hey it's bacon, it's OK" but I fully intend to eat the sandwich properly.

At some point I wake up, pee, recall dreams, and head back to sleep, the exact place I re-enter is not clear.

I see the breakfast table again and it's messy (piled with cereal boxes?), it's still in the living room because my dad's going to the hospital so we need a segregated breakfast table (WTF?). My dad is now concerned about being late even though he got up really early in the morning. I walk to the kitchen through the dining room and I hear my dad talking and coming towards the kitchen from the back porch.

I don't want my dad to find me in the kitchen because (then I'll wake up?)

I fly out the living room window and immediately I realize I'm dreaming. It is a solid realization, I'm very happy I got lucid. The scenery is daylight, bright and clear. I'm flying low over a Eucalyptus tree coming up ahead, and as I pass over it I lower my right hand and let my fingers run through the leaves to establish tactile senses. I feel very little, maybe 25% or even less, I'm somewhat surprised, touch is usually not less than 50% and usually full. I grab a bunch of the leaves and form a fist with my right hand, squeezing them, and I start to feel them a bit better.

I then experience a slow, interesting transition (sort of a "pan"-effect) back into my childhood home's living room. I think of TOTM and am happy at having decent waking like memory. But then I just can't remember the basic tasks, for about 30 seconds I'm pacing around the living room saying "Right, let's do TOTM, the task is....the task is....it's...uh.." and just can't come up with either of the basic tasks. I recall at last the advanced II task of having a conversation with an object that doesn't make sound.

I walk into the dining room, crouch down in front of the marble-topped cabinet/drawers, and say "Hi! What's your name!?" I imagine face forming and it responding to me, but instead a black rectangle whooshes in from somewhere, replacing the cabinet, then vanishes, leaving them both gone.

Not upset by this, I just stand up and move to the living room where I see a coat rack, I immediately approach and say, "Hi! What's your name?!" (I think a face forms?) and it says "I'm Hank, and my son is Frank!" (I think the rack is covered with a string of lights, and wonder what they look like turned on?).

I go out (the front door?) and see a sloping hillside in daylight of exposed dirt and some plants (ivy?). I wonder if I'm still dreaming, if I am then I could fly, I take off flying and am happy that I'm still dreaming. I turn to face downhill, and see through a window of the house into the living room where Hank is still standing, he looks sort of humanoid at this point with a very large head, like a small Ent or a large mushroom man. I think/say "turn on your lights!" but Hank looks at me, shaking his head "no," and holds up his arms containing the string of (Christmas tree?) lights. I think he must be done working for the day and has already taken off his lights, I do not want to force the issue so I forget him and fly forwards.

Ahead of me (still flying) is some building, down below me a few floors down I see some girls standing at an ice cream stand. I can see down their shirts and there's some nice cleavage showing there. I land and watch them as I approach, there are 3 girls, young & pretty, one of them has dark sort of bushy eyebrows.

Spoiler for sexual activity:

This part gets vague but I'm pretty sure I squeezed one of the girls boobs and got some quick BJ action before the dream transitioned.

Now I'm in a stairwell and I think the authorities are coming because of my taking liberties with the girls. (See/hear some security guys?) I'm running up the stairs and decide to break through the wall, I run my finger in a circle on the wall and push out a section and jump through.

I'm in some non-descript alley/corridor between very tall buildings, and I decide as I approach a corner that I need a weapon, so I hold up my left hand and imagine there's a lightsaber handle there. I look at my hand and it's sort of fuzzy and transparent but I see it. I hit the "on" button and imagine/say that the blade will be green. I see sort of a 50% transparent green blade.

I walk by a guy DC and swing the blade through his body 2 or 3 times, (he falls down?). Then I see a kid walking with an assembled clarinet, and step up to him and slice the clarinet into 3 or 4 pieces, haha.

Up ahead on a higher floor (floating?) is a group of uniformed security. I prepare myself for a big jump to go up there and fight, I'm setting my feet just right and fidgeting then I notice a hot girl is floating down towards me, I imagine she wants sex, so I direct her to a bench and she starts taking off her clothes, then I wake up...

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was a HUGE dream. When I woke up, I just remembered the last half, and then slowly, bits of the first half came back. But I can't promise that I remembered everything.

- - -

I was at my mom's house. I think I was in my bedroom first. My mom was doing some sort of renovation project, where she was removing a little "hallway" to my desk, and just making that whole wall even. She also added an extra, large window in my room. I could hear the workers still working on the outside of the walls outside. I remember being surprised once I walked into the room. I had an extra window! Awesome! More natural light!

The scene shifted. I was now out on the back porch. A lot of people were there, from my little brother's age to my age or older, whom I didn't know barely any. We were apparently having some sort of party. There was at least 40 people there, either on the back deck, in the living room, or in the basement.

I don't remember performing an RC. Well, I do remember the sensation, and seeing my hand clutch my nose, but I don't remember exactly when I did it. I was still on the back porch. Not completely and totally lucid, but I was somewhat aware. I remember I think someone was being rude to me. Some guy... I lifted my hands up, above my head, and "pushed" my hands back down like I was pushing some invisible force. As I was thinking of it, small droplets of rain began to drop around this guy. I looked up. The rain was only happening a little bit above his head, and no farther up. Like his own little rainstorm.

I turned to my left. I could see over the deck fence over to where a main road should be. About 10 people were around me. Suddenly, the sky got a darkish grey. Flashes of cloud-to-ground forked lightning happened several miles away, over and over. The first time, the lightning was a light purple. The next time, it flashed a bright yellow. Then, a bright red.. I remember hearing myself say, "Oooh, that's pretty..."

Suddenly, in the lightning's place, a huge tornado was forming. Too fast. It was already a cyclone. I could see it heading for the house. It had just overtaken a house that was about a quarter mile away. Forgetting that this was a dream entirely and that I should have just stood my ground, I ducked inside the house and hurtled myself towards the basement.

There were several people down here, but some I specifically remember were these two boys watching something on a small TV that was on the ground. I looked closer at what they were watching. It was some old black and white show.

I think my lucidity dipped here, but I regained most of it when I found myself in a small city that looked like a town over, but a lot less cars driving around. I remember standing partly on the asphalt road. I wasn't the only one walking. There were several people around that were walking, standing, or pushing carts.

I looked up to my left. I could see the road went up a large hill, and blocked everything on the other side. I decided to walk up the hill and see what I could see. First, though, I remember stomping the ground, to try to get some of my senses to fully function. I felt like I was on autopilot, though. I then dropped to the ground and felt the road beneath me. I think I tried to crawl, or I just layed on the road.

I finally went walking up the hill. I got to the top, and I could see a Walmart on my right. I thought I would walk in to see if I could find some candy.

Time moved forward. I was inside. I think I saw E in there, walking around. I remember walking down random aisles, mainly in the bottom left corner of Walmart, looking for candy. But all I was seeing was hardware, and fishing stuff, and other things. I was walking down another random aisle when I decided to stomp my feet again. The pressure of my feet hitting the floor kind of hurt; the force vibrated up my calves. I kneeled down to the floor again, but this time, only to examine it. However, while I was crouched there, I remember thinking how I felt like I wanted to "go to sleep" or like I was sleep deprived. I couldn't shake this feeling, no matter how alert I tried to make myself. I still felt like a zombie.

I walked forward a bit, reached my hand out to a lower shelf, and closed my eyes. I imagined to myself that my hand was about to touch a small box filled with something chocolatey. Sure enough, my fingers brushed against something. I opened my eyes. A small orange box of Reese's minis was lying there. I got excited. I picked them up, ripped the top open, and gorged myself. They weren't bad, but then again, I wasn't really focusing on the taste.. as I was trying to find what next to do.

Another dip happened in my lucidity and now I was in a small shop. J and her roommate were both standing beside me. We were all looking around at things. I remember seeing a stand close to the checkout counter that had decks of cards in it. I thought to myself, "I do need a deck of cards, I've never owned one before." But then I reasoned, "Hang on, this is a dream. I can't take this back (but I wish I could)." So I tore my eyes from the display and walked out the door with J and her roommate.

We were walking down the opposite way of the road I had been on much earlier. We came to a kind of deserted, graffitied building. Sam and my little brother were with me now. We all walked in, and found two guys in there, rolling on the floor or something.

They laughed and walked out. I realized that this was just a bathroom. The walls were also graffitied in here as well, and the main wall paint was black. I walked into one of the larger stalls and looked around. A small light bulb hung over everything.

We were back outside. We walked to a gravel/rock parking lot that was beside the building. I wanted to go somewhere else. I had never tried teleportation before, so I thought it would be cool to try.

Using expectation with the dream characters/people around me (Sam, my brother, J, and her friend), I remember looking around and grabbing a semi-smooth stone that was about half the size of my hand if I had made it into a fist.

"Guys, look.." I said. "This is a summoning rock."

I don't know why I called it that. I showed it to them. They were a little surprised by it and thought it was cool. I tried to etch something into the rock with my finger by expectation, so as to make it seem more.. "symbolic". I silently thought to myself that I could. The top of the rocks surface was then able to be chipped away like a half-baked cookie. I etched a small cross into the top of it with my fingernail.

I held it in my hand. I wasn't sure how we were all supposed to teleport there at once, but I decided that if I believed we could, then we could. I told everyone to get into a circle, and all hold hands. We all did. "I guess I put the summoning rock into my hand.." I muttered. "And hold yours.." I said to, I think it was, Sam.

Now, we were all linked. I closed my eyes and shouted, "To Hogwarts!" That was the first thing that came out of my mouth. I didn't even plan to go there, I just wanted to go somewhere.

We "appeared" in what looked like the Great Hall without any tables or chairs. I could see a much larger Hagrid standing beside a weak-looking Dumbledore like a guard. Dumbledore was seated in a throne-like chair. Hagrid was not happy to see us.

Then I woke up.

Note: At one point during this dream, I remember using the spell "Incendio" with just my hands, on someone. I didn't have a wand. This resulted in a small flamethrower-like fire coming out of my fingertips.

Night of July 20, 2015 Monday.



I meet the “mystery girl”, the life-long “dream girl” at an apartment building (where her half-brother is living at the time) - the building with the same name as my middle name near a road with the same name as my first name; neither name being very common and certainly not that popular with mainstream society. I walk up to her taking in the layout of the building on the second floor, the railing, her beautiful smile. “Now you know for sure. That I really care for you. Only the eye can tell you why”.

The dream girl came from a place called Heaven. She lived in an unlikely house with exterior walls missing, like a cutaway view of a house as I saw in my dreams as a child; a rainforest girl, born on Friday the Thirteenth. She was the flower girl in a Nimbin event. The Cowsills sing “I love the flower girl. Was she reality or just a dream to me?” She was across the ocean though I always could feel her and sometimes tried to make the journey in my dreams. “Nimbin” is an imaginary place, a classmate tells me.

“What time is it when the clock strikes thirteen?” it says on the back of a paperback book of ghost stories. “Time to get a new clock,” writes my sister on the cover in blue ink.

“Why did you…?” I start to say to the “mystery girl”. Why did she copy the drawing of the only other person I suspected might actually exist on this planet in a way that brought on the blue light. She looked over my right shoulder on my desk in her moment of lucidity, the drawing of which she mentally took back with her to copy so that I knew something was going on when she sent it to me years later upon discovering she was real. The dream girl and the “other” (the one who originally drew the image) both had similar first names (Susan and Zsuzsanna/Suzi) and their last names; both seven letters, and vowels and consonants in the same sequence, probably not that important in the scheme of things

“I’ve got the key, I’ve got the secret,” sing the Urban Cookie Collective. “Come with me see a brand new day”, Yothu Yindi sing. Meeting my partner is the biggest joy ever, especially seeing her as the most beautiful girl on the planet since early childhood…Roma Hungarian (gypsy) but with an intriguing and unique Roma-Australian accent.

I mishear “you see that cycad palm” as “you see that psychic come”. When I learn of the real lyrics, I smile inwardly. It is a good thing. “Psychics” cannot exist because the Source will have none of it. The Source cannot be controlled, named, poked, or prodded. You might as well try to control how your food digests, molecule by molecule.

I look at her in the mirror (as if I was looking at my own reflection) just prior to her contact. “…and if it sounds a bit upside-down, it’s from down under…” The cassette is my first treasure from her.

My bride is the only voice I could ever hear more deeply inside of me (and it turns out that she was the one that told me things as I was growing up - such as the package of books in the mail that had been split open and left on a desk downstairs from my apartment before I got to my boarding house and their exact arrangement in an impossible visual “memory” - yet this was also somehow like a feminine memory and her voice at the same time), the only one who can bring the blue light within me, it seems. The only other one who seems to exist with me.

“Blue flame!” shouts my brother-in-law looking at me as if for the first time and twists his head around in his arm chair, almost straining his neck, to see if other people are looking my way. He says he sees “blue fire burning” around my head and shoulders. A few minutes later, he is himself again, short-term amnesia taking root as it always does with “normal” people.

I look upon the face of my “imaginary girl” and her visage is of the same beauty as before we met. The same unique voice and accent - since April 9th, 1994, the 99th day of that year.

Have others, somewhere at some point in human history, lived as I have…or even understood as I have, the makings of their own place in the universe, and where every little pattern and idea that exists seems to be specially designed for the self as some sort of clue or hint? There are no records of such that I know of. Skepticism. Anger. Jealousy. Short-term amnesia. Nervous doubt. Fear of the unknown. This is what makes people human. I have to remember that others are like chicks in eggs. I have to remember that even as a young child, adults were like chicks in eggs to me. Everything I saw around me was ridiculously deceitful but unable to sway what I knew. All those frustrated people of my past watch me walk away.

I was Trying to get a item (i dont remember what) and these monsters from a horror game ive played, they tried to kill me but i wasnt scared.
i began running as fast as i could and i remember that i double jumped like in videogames.
i ran down some stairs and entered a bright snack store.
(this snack store is very close to my house and i always go there on fridays)
but something didnt seem to fit in.
i started wondering if there was a fridge in the middle of the store last time i was here.
and i realised that im dreaming, i started thinking "dont think of something scary or i might end up in an nightmare"
so i accidentally thought of something scary(it was some kind of dark room with minimal lightning.
the floor collapsed and i fell down on a chair.
a scary looking girl dressed in white approached me closely and i said you're not real.
i'd feel stressed and started laughing without reason.
i began to look at the wall and try to move it, and after some tries it did!
the wall was now a portal to a tropical forest and the girl in the room looked alot prettier.
(i love to have a dream girlfriend because things are less complicated here haha )
i grabbed her hand and jumped down.
we fell to the ground after jumping from the room and everything looked much bigger, like the size of the forest growed alot.
we began to run and explore the forest together and the last thing i remember is that we were sitting on a leaf and eating from a giant taco.