memorable

*Super brief notes*
May 29th 2015
-I see the dream forming around me and find myself in the backseat of a car which I will to drive around wherever it may.
-Wife in bed with me but she has a particular younger woman's body. Wife's DC seems jealous at my interest in her modified body and I joke with her and say "but it is on you!" and laugh.
-FA immediately recognized, think of finding Girl Friday, hear loud blender sound as I float down over the stairs and find my wife in the kitchen. Get frisky in the kitchen. As I reflect on the dream I think about how the stairs were on the opposite side and how I could have just made this a house which Girl Friday would already be in.
-FA immediately recognized again, remembering my adjustment idea I turn away from stairs and towards a bedroom where I decide Girl Friday will be. I find her in the bedroom and we have a long romantic and sexual afternoon also bringing in another woman at one point. We leisurely hang out in the living room with much kissing as I lose myself in this dream world. When I wake I reflect back on what felt long half of a day spent with my Girl Friday and feeling like I am fully living and experiencing another world at night! My first experience with very strong time dilation. Count these as #332,333,334 ; 8mg G + 500mg C

May 30th 2015
Lucid nap with Girl Friday on my lap and the woman who joined us from the night before; sex. #335

May 31st 2015
-A scene forms around me outside of a motel and I go to a room with the door ajar and the sound of the shower running. I find two housekeepers in the shower and join them; sexual pleasuring; guys come in that want to attack me and I float up and send a blast of fire in every direction in what I perceived to be a mile wide ball of fire. #336
-semi lucid with 2 girls kissing in front of wife and I at some club. We both seem to be turned on by it.

Morning of May 31, 2015. Sunday.



In my first dream sequence there is something about my wife having gone somewhere and I am concerned about her return. At least our two youngest sons are wherever she is, it seems. My dream’s setting is quite mixed up. Even though I am apparently in Brisbane, it is rotated ninety degrees counterclockwise and placed in the Northern Territory (and as far north as possible in the particular region - apparently past Darwin). Not only that, one can walk to Tahiti, which is only a short distance, I think over a short bridge. There are a lot of people around, including a lot of Tahitians and activity at street markets, and it seems to be late afternoon. At any rate, my wife returns, seeming very cheerful, and she says we can probably live there because it only costs three hundred dollars a month (I am not sure if it is meant to mean that much for rent or for rent with every other expense).

Later, there is even more confusion of locations. I get the impression that we had been living in the King Street boarding house in America in Leonard S’s old room (where I have not been for over twenty years) which would be impossible regarding the number of people in our family, but now we are otherwise homeless and apparently had not payed rent for a long time (which has never been a real-life issue). However, at the same time, there is an additional (fictional) room adjacent to that room to the west which was “always” Leonard’s room. The house is seemingly completely vacant, without even the owners being there, thus it almost seems abandoned and a place we can continue to live for awhile - though I get the odd impression that I had somehow been building up thousands of dollars in back rent. Still, I walk into the hall and am able to wave at Leonard by somehow seeing through the wall into his room, though it is similar to the gap between the lower wall and the floor from years ago on Rose Street where I have not lived since I was six. He seems only about thirty and is seated on his bed. I do not go into his room or open his door but I can tell he seems somewhat happy to see me (even though according to my dream’s back story we had already been there for a time).

Eventually, my dream’s back story meanders around to where even the Tahiti concept seems wrong (almost causing my dream at this point to feel like a “reset”), as it now seems we could not move there anyway due to the fact that we need some sort of identification (to live there) that we do not presently have. This fact dawns on me when I walk back and forth from Australia to Tahiti a few times. Although I feel a strong sense of love for my family, my dream’s overall plot makes no sense at all from any perspective.

There is a short period of time where I seem to be in a (unknown) school but it is not very clear (though it could be the building my oldest son had martial arts classes). My dream takes on a sort of pattern and energy I have never seen before to my memory. An unknown girl (or possibly a young version of my wife) jumps forward a few times on a wooden floor and I clearly hear the clattering sound (almost as if her shoes are wooden as well but I do not think that is the case). When I look at her, it is almost like directly looking at the sun. There are layers of light around her and there is an intense sense of energy as she jumps in a direction directly from where I am - though I seem either disembodied or implied to be lying on the floor a short distance behind her. It is almost like seeing with x-ray vision, though again, just layers of light of different magnitudes, though there is a very subtle glowing bone-like structure “inside” her. I believe the dress is white. There seem to be layers of “filaments” rather than skin and muscle yet I still get the impression that she is just an ordinary human which I am seeing under particular conditions.

I was in a train which seemed to be going through the woods. After one of the stops, the doors nearest to my seat were left open, and that caught my attention. Before I could ask myself if I was dreaming, the railway came to an abrupt end and we fell down.

The scene changed before the impact. All of a sudden, I found myself on top of a small hill, it seemed like I still was in the same woods. I was fully lucid and observed the scenery. On my left and at the foot of the hill, there was a pond of calm water. Ahead of me, on top of another hill, there was a castle tower, but it was only a huge frame (like, the tower was just a frame). The sky was bright blue and there were a few fluffy clouds. The grass and the leaves were of a glossy green. I started walking down the hill towards the tower and I couldn't help but cover my mouth in astonishment. The scenery was unlike anything I've seen before and it was extremely vivid. My mind was clear. I remembered the list I had written the day before about the things I had to do once lucid. I started by looking at my hands to do a RC. I held both of my hands up in front of me and I was taken aback because they were an exact replica of my real hands. I kept staring at them but they were very stable. I was fully aware that I was dreaming, so I stopped with the RC and did what was next on the list: I looked up at the sky and shouted "clarity now!". The scene was already very vivid, but I did it anyway. Then, I shouted "all of my dreams are lucid". While I was doing all of this, I had got down the hill I was originally on and up the second, towards the tower. Once there, I decided I'd attempt to fly, still following my list. I thought I'd run in order to take off, but I finally stopped and let the wind lift me. I lifted pretty high and then took control of the flight, which I had never done before. I started flying at high speed, exploring the whole scenery. I did a looping and it felt as if I had done a backflip underwater (so to speak hahaha). In fact, I the whole thing felt like swimming, but the feeling of speed was stronger than that of a roller coaster. I kept flying for a little while and then landed, and the scene changed.

I was in some building with a lot of people, it was like an office building. I remembered the other list I have, called "Insightful LD", in which I list things to ask the dream while lucid. I wanted to ask DCs questions, but I was having a hard time choosing who to ask. I seemed to recall having read that it didn't matter who you asked, so I approached a random man. I said "tell me something I don't know about myself". He stared at me, but didn't say a word. I moved on to another DC and was about to say the same to him, but he interrupted me saying that question was too much for him. I complained, telling him he hadn't let me finish and I moved on. I thought I'd try something different, so I approached a woman and asked her "what can I do to improve at lucid dreaming?". Again, I didn't get an answer. Then, a classmate appeared and she wanted to go elsewhere. Before going, I turned around and shouted to the DCs: "you guys suck ass!" (so polite hahaha).

I went on with that classmate to a place which looked like a school corridor. She was talking about a mental illness, but I wasn't really listening. I thought the dream was already long enough and I opened my eyes.

In a crowded section of New York City, flames erupt from the sewers as Satan himself rises from hell and bursts through the pavement of the road ahead of me, sending cars flying through the air and people running and screaming in all directions. He has a gang of demons around him, all made of flames, forming a painful looking perimeter of death and destruction around the Devil.

I am holding a dark gray cat, almost black, with white on its face and some of its paws I don't remember picking it up, but it seems to like being held. I cradle it on its back like a baby in my left arm, against my side, and hold its tail out in front of me like a cannon. I aim it at the Devil and make my best "Pew Pew!" noises. Almost like a "pshhyeeeoo!!!" As I make my very best laser noises, bright blue laser beams shoot out of the cats tail. They move through the air at about the speed of a jogger, so Satan easily dodges them.

I run toward Satan, aiming the cat's tail a few paces ahead of him and with "Pew Pew Pew Pew!" shoot four slow moving lasers out of the cat's tail into Satan's path. I almost got him this time! With great enthusiasm I go wild with my best "Pew Pew!" noises, filling the streets and alleys with blue lasers. 'If I shoot lasers everywhere, I can't miss.' I tell myself.

Satan dives behind a sky scraper and out of sight. I pre-fire a few laser blasts from the cat's tail down the next street in case he tries to run for it, and then run down the alley to cut him off before he can get away. He gave me the slip somehow, and I haven't got a clue where to find him now. I find myself at a busy intersection, looking every which way as traffic flows through. Next to me is a fire fighter and a cop. They look at me, then at the cat I'm cradling in my arm, and then at how I'm holding the cat's tail out in front of me with my other hand, and then look back to me.
"Check this out" I tell them as I aim the cat's tail in a harmless direction and say "Pew Pew Pew!" sending three bright blue laser beams slowly through the air.
"That's pretty cool" they tell me.
"I know, right?!"
"Aren't you going to film it or take a picture or something?" The firefighter asks me.
"No, I don't think anyone really needs to know about this. Plus I've gotta get Satan"
They both give me an understanding nod, and I start walking away as I think about where to look.

I got home early, before everyone else got up, and rather than go up to my room, I decide to nap downstairs on the couch. The stairs are loud, and I don't want to wake the dog and have the dog wake everyone. It's just an hour and a half before everyone normally gets up, so I'll just nap on the couch until I hear someone, then I'll go to my room and go back to bed. That's my plan.

I find myself walking down a hallway, and come to an opening where I stand with a big group of people around a fountain or some other centerpiece. It occurs to me that I was just asleep on my couch, so I am definitely dreaming right now. Everyone looks at me. I look at everyone. The DCs look oddly familiar, but all just wait for me to do something. Rather than do anything, I just generate a loving feeling toward all of them. Then I make it stronger. I look at each DC again and feel a blissful tingling all through my body. It's like the more I love them, the stronger it gets. I enjoy this feeling for a while, then wake up.

Well that was nice, but I'm still tired, and it's still early, I think I'll close my eyes and rest until I hear someone again.

Now I'm standing up in my living room, and my sister (who is out of state) comes in, but 10 years younger than she is now. She's really upset at me for some reason. I'm not sure why. But I am sure that I was just laying down, and that she's older now, so I am definitely dreaming. I let her yell at me as I enjoy the relaxing peace of being in a dream where there is no reason to be offended, upset, or defensive about anything. I generate some love in my mind for my sister, and make it stronger and stronger until everything feels just amazing. She calms down, stops yelling, and I wake up again.

I hear someone in waking life this time, and get up to move to my hammock in my room. I wonder if my plan to get up and move when I heard someone was the main reason I had these lucid dreams, or if it was just due to the easy circumstances within the dreams themselves such as remembering I was just laying on the couch and now I'm not, or that my sister is in fact older than a toddler now. Maybe the plan to wake up at the first sign of noise put me in a lighter state of sleep that is more conducive for lucid dreams. I don't know.

I'm scaling a steep cliff on the side of a mountain fortress with a large group of medieval soldiers seeking to take over the castle up ahead. It is a difficult climb, and all progress is halted as the defenders unleash a massive deluge of boiling hot oil that spashes down the cliff. Fortunately, it's steep enough that we just press ourselves flat into the rock, and the oil flows just over us all, missing us by just a few feet. Then some sort of god flies out of the castle and levitates above the stone walls as he laughs at us. He thinks it is barely worth his concern, but nevertheless throws a few fire balls at us. Several people are killed instantly.

He looks over at me, and now seems threatened somewhat. With a spin, he disappears from sight, and I am immediately teleported to a small town inside the castle walls. Somehow we breached the castle and there is utter chaos as people are running everywhere. It turns out everyone is running because there is an army of Djinns (the kind from the show 'Supernatural') - a kind of genie that puts people to sleep, fulfilling all their wishes in their dreams while draining their blood and killing them in the process. Just one is scary, but there are over a hundred here.

I am immediately surrounded by about a dozen of them. I'm not quite sure what to do about this. Before I come up with a plan, one of the female Djinns (and quite an attractive one I may add) tells the others to step aside and watch. She holds out her hand and uses telekinesis to spin my body around. I want to fight it, but just go limp as all my muscles relax. She softly lays my body on the packed dirt ground and closes my eyes all with telekinesis. This is the part where the nice dream is supposed to start. I'm given a moment to choose, but can't decide what to dream about.

The moment is gone, and there will be no pleasant dreams for me apparently. Since the Djinns are psychic, they know that I'm awake in my body, even though my eyes are closed and I cannot move it. I can still feel everything. They take delight in knowing that I'll be able to feel all the pain of being slowly drained of blood until I die, with nothing I can do about it. I feel a sharp stabbing pain as a large gauge needle is roughly stabbed into my arm.

Rather than languish in pain as I am slowly killed, I imagine that I'm someone else. Someone very alive, and experiencing blissfully pleasant feelings. I know it's not real, but I decide to believe it anyway because the more I do, the more real it becomes, and the more this excruciating painful death seems like a distant memory than a current reality.

Right before I fully switch to being someone else, I wake up.

Morning of May 27, 2015. Wednesday.



My dream becomes a very formal scenario in mood and awareness. I am not sure of the time. It may be late night or very early morning or probably a liminal “twilight” setting relating to my partial lucidity (where darkness but with a clearer awareness and augmented sense of touch often occur). I am walking on the right side of the road in an unknown location, which seems more like a back road at times. There is a tall chain-link fence almost immediately to my right, allowing only about two feet or less space to walk on the grass on the side of the road. I do not really notice any buildings. Up ahead, I see a semitrailer truck approaching. The driver is mostly in shadow (or “is” a shadow - though I discern what may be a red and black plaid shirt). As I am semi-lucid, I would normally “know” that the shadow was my conscious mind. However, here, I get the strange impression that he is another dreamer that I could actually meet - and in fact, even presume his identity to an extent of relating him to an actual dream journalist.

The semitrailer truck is moving fairly slowly, it seems, as if the driver is perhaps unfamiliar with the area (though this is not certain - it may be his regular route and he is just being cautious). I start contemplating what I am going to do. I decide that I will pick up my pace a bit and meet with the driver. The driver is to the right (from my perspective) and I am not sure he notices me though his headlights seem to be working normally. There remains a problematic element, though not fully prospective, in that the side of the road does not have much room for me to traverse, so the truck and I will not have much room to spare as we pass each other when it approaches (assuming the driver does not stop to acknowledge me or even converse).

The truck does go just past the edge of the road at times (I am mostly walking on the edge of the road rather than the grass), though this is not due to lazy driving but seems to be a dream-rendered situation directly related to my thinking about the potential meeting or choosing to dodge the truck instead (as if I am directly aware of the dream-making mechanism of my mind). After all, I do not want to be run down (though this is not that strong a concern, though I do not focus on going to the left to possibly avoid going closer to it). I continue to watch the truck carefully to see if it goes too far to my right, which would then block me off with nowhere to go (because of the high chain-link fence to my right, which continues as far as I can see other than the break at the intersection I am approaching, which I do not consider turning off at). I sense the meeting will be very formal and brief but with positive results. I start walking faster, almost running, but the approaching truck seems about the same distance away that it was minutes before. I still am not quite sure if there is enough room for me to clear the front of the cab or be hit though the sense of danger is decreased due to my growing lucidity.

As the truck approaches, my lucidity continues to increase and I become slightly more aware that the “shadow driver” is my conscious mind and that this may be a typical example of “shadow play” - a temporary scenario that occurs at apex lucidity. However, I am still intent on continuing my direction and meeting with the driver, as there is still a degree of uncertainty over who the driver actually is. Instead, when I reach the truck, I reach the beginning of the waking process and slowly wake at about the point I am adjacent to the driver’s door on the road’s edge, thus “meeting” my conscious self in the waking process.

The shadow/driver was a metaphorical form of my conscious mind “driving” the dream, with the “cargo” (in the semitrailer) being the implied intent or foundation (“building blocks”) of a potential apex level of lucidity (which comes through various means - such as crawling through a window or “shadow play”). This was a missed opportunity, I suppose, though I have noticed that apex lucidity often comes when a person has already gotten more than enough sleep. The engine of the truck is also a representation of the conscious mind as within the life force of the real body.

This dream vaguely reminds me of a dream from 1991 titled “Motorcycle Jump”, where the shadowy motorcyclist also was my conscious mind though this time trying to wake up after sleeping for too long by managing to make the motorcycle rise up and jump through a very small window in the bathroom (a play on “I have to go” as in “I have to wake up now”).

I was tired that evening and I massaged a calf to my wife. After about half an hour I felt I'm losing comprehension of reality(my body was falling to sleep).
So I laid down and started to relax... it went fast to generate feeling of heaviness and heat in my body, to lose feelings from body sensors... To lose thoughts. Only consciousness remained. I was point of consciousness floating in white shining space, in clean light.(Normally I'm in black space, this was something new But black space doesn't mean that I'm in any kind of discomfort. The feeling of peace is the same.)
Time was running around me, but I didn't feel timeflow. I was existing in shining light, in peace, without thoughts. After about one hour my wife tried to wake me up , she needed help with our children. What she managed was, that I started to comprehend physical world... but only sounds from it. I started to feel my body, dimly. It was hot and very relaxed. I told my wife that I need help to stand up, that I don't have strong contact with my body. But I said it probably only into astral world.
I pushed my will inside my legs and arms to move them, but instead, I did fast full separation into astral world probably. I projected inside my room, only it was all shining white. I moved around a little, floating. My wife was shouting again for me. I went back to my body to try to move physical body. I couldn't move it a millimeter. My body felt very tired and relaxed. I tried again to tell my wife that I need help to stand up to reconnect faster with my body. I found up that I can't move with ane muscle. I pushed my mouth to open a little and tried to speak, but my vocal chords were not functioning. I concentrated on them then... I managed to move muscles on vocal chords, but no sound was going out. I found up that I don't breathe fast enough... there wasn't pressure of air to resonate on the vocal chords. My cycle of breath in/out was longer than 30 seconds... and with very slow air movement. I couldn't speak with that. In the physical world that is. But I heard myself speaking despite of that. Probably into astral. I found out that I don't have control of my lungs.
I tried again to move my hands and again I was out in shining white astral. Therefore I pushed my consciousness back into my body again. My consciousness was steering itself automatically to shut down any disruption of state of clean existence. Into peaceful thoughtless state. I pushed my will into my body limbs again despite of resistance. My real me wanted something else- going back into meditation. But I knew I need to stand up. I managed to rotate physical body to side of bed and partially down of bed. It took a few minutes to get feeling of gravity and balance strong enough to stand up, to fasten breathing, to strengthen and control muscles.

Normally I do things different. Normally I try to stay in astral. As long as possible. This was new experience
Despite how this looks like, this wasn't traumatizing experience. Yeah, I had problems to regain control of my body. But that was because of tiredness and because I didn't really want to go back. I never wanted to go back from astral, from that peaceful place. I would ditch my body if that is possible probably long time ago. But I have responsibilities. Therefore it is not priority But again, if possibility emerged, I would do it in that state of consciousness without thinking.

I woke up on a buildings roof, and god am I afraid of heights. It seemed as if a party was going on on the floor below me, and I looked around. At this point I wasn't lucid. It seemed to me to be Dubai, the way this building was and looking around that's what it looked like to me. The only other person on the roof with me was a woman, the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I don't remember her face, but I can tell you, this woman was gorgeous. We exchanged conversation, and I asked her how to get off the roof. (This was a HUGE sky scraper). She hugged me, held on, and jumped off the edge with me. I actually felt my stomach lurch as we were falling so fast. Then we landed. Softly. I was surprised. At this point my conscious mind was questioning the dream, but wasn't lucid - yet. She took hold of my hand and asked me what I wanted to do, so we walked around for a little bit and found a beach with jet skis. We got on them and road them for the majority of the dream, enjoying the BEAUTIFUL weather (I could feel the warmth hitting my back, the water splashing on me as I rode the jet ski). I was in paradise. I loved it. I had this gorgeous woman with me and I was on the beach jet skiing, two of my favorite things! Suddenly it looked like it was about to storm. I was enjoying this dream so much that I actually attained LUCIDITY!! for a couple moments. I looked around, acknowledged my surroundings, and tried to stop the storms with all my might, even though it was one of my firsts times being lucid I just looked closed my eyes and willed it to stop. It ended up turning into a wall, almost like a simulation that turned off. That was when my dream started to end, we left and found ourselves in a conference room. (I wasn't lucid anymore at this point). I seen that my dream was fading and told her(I was semi-lucid now), and we kissed, just a simple on the lips kiss, she said goodbye, and I woke up.
The best dream ever.

My entire family was in an unknown house. A cousin of mine and I were going to play some Pokemon on a console (don't know what kind), but needed another controller. So I went to this stand in the city at night. Apparently they were having a really large sale. 300% off. A clerk offered me a strange phone and a car. I didn't take them as the store was too fishy. I did buy a console. I was back at the house and my cousin and I played the game. For some reason a Sakuya Izayoi was one of my Pokemon when I chose her, it crashed the game.
Afterwards, my siblings, cousins, and I went to a large flower field on some rolling hills with many different kinds flowers. There I got stung by a bee and so did my cousins and siblings. Then a swarm of bees started chasing us. Many of them caught up and continued stinging us. They were after me the most though. The stings did actually hurt and left a stinging feeling as an aftermath. We ran inside the house and closed the door. However, many doors were still open and the bees continued to get in. I closed all the doors and killed many of the bees though they still continued to sting me. However bees were still getting in. I found a aluminum tube which connected to the outside and the garage was open. I rushed to the garage to close it, but the stings were soon getting to me and I started hallucinating which caused the garage to get distorted and had a terrible headache. I soon collapsed onto the ground from weakness and was paralyzed. I tried to call for help, but my voice was too weak for anybody to hear. I started thinking, "I guess this is the end. I had a good life. I'm ready to go." Then I passed out. I regained consciousness on a bed inside the house. Finally I woke up.

Hey Dreamviews, I've been out of practice for a while but I woke up and had remembered this dream because it stuck out so much to me, I'm curious about peoples interpretation or even just comments on it as a whole, please forgive typos, I jotted this down as fast as I could when I got out of bed.





I'm standing in an old seemingly worn down building with a little Mexican boy in the higher floors of the mansion that seems to be falling apart, myself as well as three other children (Something I noted half way through writing this is I was a child as well.), two females one male, who has glasses as well as an older woman named (Rebecca?) who seemed to be in her late twenties (28 or so if I had to guess.), I know the boy's father, whether the name Rodrigo belongs to the child or the father I won't know, but I know the father and I know he built something for me in the land of my dreams, whether it is a monument or a memory I don't know but I'm determined to find out and remember this for future reference.

When I told the boy that he looked exactly like his father he merely smiled, Rodrigo seemingly happy about the 'news' that I had remembered, the tall Mexican woman wearing modest clothing was somewhat attractive, though the only gestures I remember her making was a curt bow and a smile when I first met her, though she seemed to smile and nod whenever the little boy did, I get the feeling that she isn't his mother, maybe an aunt or nanny of some sort.

Us children ran through the upper floors of the seemingly infinitely tall mansion, the small Mexican boy waving happily in tandem with his presumable caretaker, we take care ignoring the wood as it already seemed decayed long ago, though the countless holes leading to the bottom or gaps where the mansion was simply pulled apart like a fissure still remain, we run through the walls of the mansion, through a sizable hole being our 'doorway', a sort of void meeting us as we run along the scattered remnants of wood that merely floated in this strange place, not reacting to our weight or presence as we skirted through it just fine, the other children happily laughing and giggling as they passed as I tried not to fall.

When we go through an identical 'hole' at the other side of the room we are greeted by a room that looks identical to the one we had started in, however to the right I see an even larger fissure, seemingly bottomless when I look into the pit below.We play an odd sort of game, one of us would summon various 'platforms' which all of us had to quickly run and jump on before the next person would do the same to reach the other side. The other boy quickly failed on the second jump, falling into the void with a drawn out "Nooo!" while the others seemed just as happy as they were moments ealier, one of the little girls cheerfully informed me that because one of us lost, we all lost the game, though she happily conjures a floor to replace the void we risked falling into, with the new floor I continued in reaching the other side, noting an odd 'tear' in reality which only became visible as I approached, the ghostly yet radiant white light shining from it and offsetting the natural looming darkness of the unnatural place that we were in. I could not get any closer to the 'tear' but I didn't have the urge to pass through, I felt I was not ready yet as I turned around and once more returned to the other side I was greeted again by the smiling face of Rebecca, who merely smiled as she kneeled and gave me a gentle hug, I woke up at this time with the overwhelming urge that I need to find this odd boys 'Father' and what it is he built for me.




---I would like to point out that I have EXTREME trouble conjuring things but at some point I was able to in this dream without even thinking about it, something I noted as I was publishing this.

This was a nightmare about the Mortal Kombat character Kano. I was in a house, with a cute Asian girl. She was sitting at a desk, and I was guarding her. Kano, a ruthless murderer, was trying to kill us. But it got weird. At one point I managed to get the drop on him, and stab him to death. But he regenerated to full health and attacked us again. I killed him again and somehow cut him into 10 smaller pieces. I tossed the pieces around the house, far away from each other so he could not "reassemble". But one thing I didn't know: each piece of him would regenerate to an entire person. So now I had ten of him wandering around. One entered the room, and I hid in the curtains (wrapped a curtain around myself somehow). My plan was to jump out when he got close enough and stab him to death again. But I looked out of the window, and another Kano approached the house from the garden. I realized there was nothing I could do. The guy from the garden walked into the house, grabbed the Asian girl's head, and snapped her neck like a twig. I was seething with anger, but realized I was powerless to stop it.

I also vaguely remember being found by him (was I hiding behind a desk?), and later on surviving the encounter. Some people found me (my dad?), and I think I said that Kano had to be hunted down before he could cause more harm.

For the majority of the dream, I was in my house.

The dream started with me in my room and going outside to find a mirror. I noticed right away that my face in the mirror was weird and distorted, and I realized I was dreaming. The more I looked at my face in the mirror, the more twisted and distorted it became, but I was actually able to shape it. I spent a few moments trying to see how much I could alter my face, eventually making it disappear altogether by flattening it. I then walked around outside to find the neighborhood to be filled with lights on front lawns.

When I went back to my house, my cousin was in my room, and my room was rearranged but I didn't care because I knew it wasn't real anyway. I was really amazing at how detailed everything was and how realistic it all seemed.

Then I'm at a theater with various friends and I'm watching a movie about Captain America being trapped at the bottom of an ocean. That's when I lost Lucidity.

Sunday had a very lengthy LD series for me! I am loving this!!
Sat, 23 May 2015:
*another good "any moment could be a dream" example! I am towards the back of our house talking with my wife and son I remove some coins from my pocket and drop them in a small pile of coins. I don't believe anything strange or dreamlike happened at all. I believe the trigger was simply what I have been reminding myself throughout the day in my day practices, that any moment could be a dream! I I'm thinking along those lines and I decide to see if I can float up and I can and I start flying. I fly over our back yard and think of locating Girl Friday. I reflect on how much it felt like I was completely in the waking world before I started flying and I thought for a moment what if I'm just visualizing this so I look to see how crisp the visuals really are and I definitely realize that they are too solid to be visualization and I am happy but the dream visuals are not fading as I'm flying but I do decide I should slow down just in case. I see a house up and to the left and I decide that will be where Girl Friday will be. I drop down to the window and look in and the house is completely empty. I try to look away and then back in but my dream starts fading and I end up back in bed. #328



Sun, 24 May 2015:
Quick notes but also waited half the day to start recording my dreams. I did create a quick mnemonic device to remember the various scenes but should have recorded more details right away.
-something in big long indoor warehouse and I realize I can just fly, I am dreaming and I take off flying and a circle back around to continue flying in this indoor scape this fades after a little bit to me trying to stay in the dream realm, wandering through the void and hopefully into another scene.
-school classroom I am looking for a seat. there is 1 that's part of the double desk like all the others but someone is already on the other side but I have no choice as I see the other desks are all full. Hug my good friend intimately and tell her it must be weird for her but I really like her (semi-lucid possibly).
-waves to 4th story splashing. We are standing on a rooftop 4th story and waves come crashing over

but mostly just risking getting a little wet as most of the waves don't make it up there. we go down and we mention what's happening with the waves and a lady says that's why they don't allow structures to be built on top of cliffs. Upon waking, I reflect on how I missed the dream sign.
-complex: we're trying to go up in elevator I believe for floors once again the elevator entrance is packed and there's a long line and I see a side door labeled stairs and say let's just go up the stairs but when we open the door it's an entrance to an elevator and I wonder if this is a service elevator we go in it anyway and it stops at the next floor which feels like the one where we saw the long line and a bunch of people try to cram in. one person gets out but somebody else gets in but the doors won't close and me and my friend say let us out he gets out first but people are still in my way and by the time I get out I'm having trouble finding him and I'm going through these halls and I see some random guy in a lab coat. I start to call out for him but then I realize that this is a dream scenario and I decide this will be cool to explore this huge complex I seem to be in. I go through different passageways through big wide halls. I start thinking it would be nice to run into a beautiful woman in here and wouldn't you know around the corner comes a beautiful if not somewhat girl next door with longish curly hair brownish blonde. I reach out for her and tell her you are the one I've been waiting for, we have been waiting for each other and we start making out. I decide to bring another female in on the action and a sexy female appears in a black outfit. She has short black leather shorts that are very tight and sheer black stockings with high heels - also black, and a tight black top.

She has dark brown hair and when I tell her I want her

Spoiler for sexual content:

to lick my mate's p***y

and she gets very excited and gets to work. After we had our fun I started exploring the complex again. At one point I see something cool through some glass windows

but no door so I decide to phase through. It seems to be working but then I get stuck in the molecular structure of the glass and then into the void but I'm used to this situation and know it can lead me to a brand new scene.
-mall I'm excited to find that I have arrived at a very busy 2-story mall full of plenty of DC's to choose from!

I walk through the crowd looking for as suitable mate. I see one cute girl walking the other way in a very crowded pathway and try to get her to stop but she is resistant and keeps walking the other way. I keep looking but it seems most of the DC's are either too young or too old . As I am passing the food court it gets particularly crowded and I'm squeezing between bodies of people and I decide it's time to float up above the crowd. I fly over all of the DC's looking for a beautiful mate and I get to the edge railing and look down and it looks more interesting on the floor down below.

I sweep up over the railing and down to the floor below but the visuals start fading so I float back up reaching for the railing hoping visuals will come back. I wake and adjust my position in bed and reflect on my dreams. A little later:
-construction I end up in a building that looks like it's under construction

and there are a crew of guys testing fire sprinkler system and I can hear them feeling it up with water. I hear the sound pipes make when water is rushing through them . I go different ways into this building to see if there's anything interesting but it is kind of drab so I start looking for the exit and there is one which it's like a big long covered porch open air. I start flying through this area to the outside which is a city scene. there are some trees and some hills in the distance but the first thing I see is a sign that says something First Baptist Church. I fly forward and I can hear some voices behind me and I look back and I can see for figures taking off flying from the same spot I did coming up behind me

so I slow down to greet the first two to arrive.
they are to younger girls and I ask them who is that behind them. one says that is our protective father. their father is flying with their young sibling in his hands.

He looks like a big ,strong, foreboding pale vampire with light hair maybe white or gray but I have no fear. I wake up shortly after. I woke and repositioned to a more comfortable position between several of these LD scenes, so I am counting 3 LD's. #329-331

This felt like I was in the dream realm for a big chunk of my night! I wake up feeling like I have lived so many experiences in one night much like a lot of my recent LD's with the G+C combo (8mg+500mg).

Thu, 21 May 2015:
1st feel transitioned to dream but float to confirm. Slow! Yes. Darkish. Wife gets out of bed and goes to toilet. I wonder if she did in waking and go in front of toilet and dance around to see if I get a reaction. Not really but she looks up and either she has no face or it is blurred and hard to make out. Shortly after back in bed needing to turn over.

Later after a WBTB, I get comfortable. I feel I have transitioned again but when I make a small move to get out of bed it feels like I risk moving my waking body and waking up. I try to float again but nothing and then I mentally push my whole body towards the right front corner of my bad and my dream by jumps up on to the corner of the bed! I walk out of the room this time and out to the loft

and I think about my day time visualization: floating up and then over the loft and I do. I float down to the landing or ledge where we could display items but we don't. From there I float down to the floor. I get some audio of my son asking me what I'm doing but I know it's just from the dream I head to front door and I walk out. Before I walk out I can hear what sounds like a crowd of people outside and I like that I will be able to walk through the crowd and pick out some beautiful DC's! as I walk out there is a crowd and I find one girl.

Spoiler for sexual content:

Stick it in her mouth

and then I think how I wanted and planned to go about things like this more consensually. I cross the street and there are 3 women wearing choir robes like you might see in church. I think about the church connection but continue over there with my dirty intentions. I look at them with the look that I know they all want a piece of me and one by one they go to work

Spoiler for sexual content:

on my ahem. They make it grow larger and larger with the skillful pleasuring using their mouths and tongues and one of them comments how big it is getting. this goes on for several minutes and at one point I notice that one of the women has a vagina on her lower stomach. odd but not freaky, as I reflect how I am fully aware that this is all my dream. I talk about how one of them needs to get on and take a ride

and there's a little girl nearby that approaches and starts crying. I decided I had enough and switched to consoling her. I no longer felt like I was naked but neither did I put on any clothes or really consider this. I tried to commit to memory what she was saying as she was crying but that part is gone. She hugs me back as she cries.

I walked back to the other side of the street and there was another woman crying a little more gently, whereas the girl was more sobbing. I was going through the dream details in my head to better commit them to memory when I felt what was a false awakening but I wasn't sure at first. I was back in my bed and my wife was playfully touching my arm but then started tickling me under my arm and I kind of moan like she is going to wake me up but I tried to feel if I was still asleep and decided that indeed I was. I did an in dream wild again (like earlier in the month) closing my dream eyes until a new scene forms through my closed dream eyes or maybe I open them up gently but either way I was in a long room not very wide but plenty of space. There were a number of pieces of equipment to the end of the room in front of me and this pilot or astronaut in a suit

like a pressure suit and there was a small one man rocket or flight craft that was warming up its' engines

and pointing towards the ceiling though there wasn't really a ceiling or a sky but mind you this all felt very indoors. he gets down from the rocket contraption having started the warm up process and is talking to me and something in my head makes me wonder what they wear under that suit and he hears my thoughts and unzips his outfit and shows me that he is naked underneath. I see his penis and everything. he's zips it back up and continues to prepare. I look back towards the part of the room I was in before that was basically behind me when I was facing the astronaut guy and my son is sitting and doing his studies and back towards where the astronaut was there is now a TV and something risque is on TV. it seems to be some r-rated version of MTV where some chunky lady is walking around without a top on. I start to lose a little lucidity here as I wonder if we should change the channel but after a bit I realized it doesn't matter regaining some lucidity. I start thinking about how it seems like the scene is going on for a long time and I start thinking about my goals. I jump to memory peg number 5 and after a bit of a scene fade I find myself standing over my wife

who is sitting in a chair in our dining room. number 5 is the smell task of the month and I remember how I smelled her hair earlier in the day freshly washed with a nice scent to it and the dream seems to replicate the scent but it was a little more faint almost as if the dream accounted for the time that has passed since the fresh washing of the hair. I then think about how I reset memory peg number 2 back to the lucid dare to become a tree and I start stretching out my arms like the branches of the tree and my feet down like the roots and I get the sensation of my torso and arms growing and expanding upwards

but I'm not too sure how much of a tree I became with no mirror around. I then thought of memory peg number 6 and this is the talking to the monster under your bed for task of the month. I decide that there is a bed just ahead and I walk that way but I don't see one and the dream is fading a bit and I decide that I will just arrive back in bed, my dream bed and then I can get out of bed and talk to the monster from there but it doesn't work and I soon find myself back in my actual bed needing to urinate but I stay still and try to reenter the dream but eventually realize I am too wake and need to relieve myself before trying anything else. when I go back to bed I do get a lot of great visualisations that seem to take legs which like in my previous LD aftermath several days ago I wondered if I might be in a dream state with the amount of effect I have over what seems like HH's. very long lucid series! 8 milligrams of G + 500 milligrams of choline. #326 & 327