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I keep having dreams I want to write down, but the length of them feels like it would wake me up completely. Woke up at 3:32 am today and had a really long lucid dream (forgotten it by now since I didn't write it down)
I do remember a short dream from 3 days ago.

Facial hair: I was standing in front of a mirror, my face visibly haggard and rough. "I need to shave." I think to myself as i touch the beard that has grown more than normal.
It's like a lions mane. I shape it to see what i would look like with a massive moustache (Dr. Eggman vibes) and I wake up.

It's only like an hour after I wake up that I realize that it was a dream.

The world in this one was really fucked up—post-post-apocalyptic, like after some Judgment Day-type event. As a result, humanity had become way less secular, and worship of all sorts of deities (mostly chthonic) was widespread.

In this mess of a world, I was making my way as the leader of a death cult. We were infamous for human sacrifice to our dark lord, making the skin of our enemies into ritualistic clothing, and maybe even cannibalism, but I’m not sure about that one. Safe to say, people were really after us. They wanted to capture me like I was Hitler in 1945. And they did.

In some kind of law enforcement operation, I was tricked into coming out into the open, and that’s how they got me. I don’t remember a trial, but my sentence being death was pretty much a given. Death by sacrifice to some deity. I don’t remember which one exactly, but I think it was some kind of goddess of healing or something.

I was assigned an executioner to guide me through my last days. The guy was a dapper-looking English gentleman, dressed in a brown and green three-piece suit, carrying a walking cane, and topped off with a fancy hat. Really well-mannered for a stereotypical executioner. His office - yes, office - was packed with books and high-end furniture. The man had taste, an appreciator of fine arts and world history.

Eventually, my time came. I approached him, asking if there was another way to go about my sentence. By then, I had already accepted my fate, but being sacrificed to a god while conscious was a really scary thing in this world. My well-mannered handler offered me an alternative: a way to go out on my own terms.

From his personal collection, he presented me with a collector’s item—a 1911 pistol once owned by Howard Hughes, complete with engravings and everything. The Englishman explained that the goddess only needed my body, not my soul, so it was perfectly fine if I was already dead when the sacrifice happened. Pressing the business end of the .45 against my temple, I pulled the trigger. The gun misfired - all according to general dream laws regarding firearm use - but after another attempt, I was done. I felt my body hit the floor.

But that wasn’t the end.

I was immediately reincarnated. From white boy to asian. I manifested as a full-grown adult, like I had taken over someone’s body, or maybe my new form just materialized out of thin air. Not having learned a damn thing from my past life, I returned to my ways of death cult-ing while keeping my identity extra hidden, because i wasn't just this world's Hitler, i was this world's second incarnation of Hitler.

I remember going on a solo rampage on a highway, wearing a traditional skin outfit and a headpiece made from the top half of a human skull, modified with demonic-like horns.

Then I snapped out of it, almsot like my dark lord’s grip on me was slipping. I reformed. Details get blurry, but I remember enlisting to help at an archaeology dig site, uncovering an ancient cache of lost technology from before Judgment Day.

So I think this morning's dream is a sequel to another dream where I read a "Peter Pan Spin off" where Captain Hook was originally dead, But someone came back to Neverland(?) claiming to be him. There's a character(s) that don't believe it's him (the rest of the characters believe it is him all of these characters believes or not are Lost Boys ) but by the end of the book it's revealed to actually be Captain Hook.

So the actual dream I'm in a building that seem to be a cross between a church and a live theatre place. For the first half of the dream I'm just going around and around the church/theatre where some of the other characters are having band practice with "Hook" on the stage downstairs. I'm not sure where in the dream I started thinking or if this character in my dream, already thought "Hook wasn't Hook because Hook is Dead" before I entered the dream. After accidently ending up ion the attic space of the church where there were a couple of other people but these were based on classmates of mine from high school in real life, I then go back down and I mean really down and I grumpy left the theatre part of this building. But I was thinking "at least i never took band or orchestra class in school" At the theatre door (the one that leads into a lobby)-someone was trying to play the banjo but his heart wasn't in it. I forgot to mention "Hook" is wearing a mask similar to Death Eaters from Harry Potter

I'm not sure if time passed between that and this next scene, But I'm like at a pharmacy or drugstore part of this very weird building and it's a kid (a blonde boy) running the drugstore including the drugs and they have like candles next to him but they aren't working. The person in front of me says something to the effect that "its great to have Hook back!" and that makes the candle light up and the kid is like "I have to disapoint the candles again." Then it's my turn, and both me and the kid are both complaing about people thinking Hook has returned, and I say an outburst somewhat like this "Hook can't possible be Hook, Hook's dead have anyone forgot that?"

The next thing I know after that outburst, I'm fighting with "Hook" and he says stuff I don't remember and I don't even know how I'm fighting I'm assuming a sword at least and I don't even know where I got it from, it like just appeared in my hands which I don't really see in this scene. I can tell I'm fighting because of how I'm moving kind of like in climaxes of Disney moves back in the old days. In the middle of the fighting my dream self is thinking "This is like a book I read recently" and my dream-self mouth opened and says that.

I think in the end, like in the make-believe book, "Hook" is actually Captain Hook

This is my first lucid dream in a few years, and decided to retroactively add it to my journal since I still remember it, but never wrote it down.

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

I was somewhere outside, I don't remember the events leading up to it, but I suddenly had the urge to do a reality check. My first call is to check my palms, which often leads to a huge burst of lucidity regardless of the success of the RC itself. However, in this case, the success of the RC was the sole reason, given my left hand now had 7 wavy fingers.. That familiar feeling of lucidity rushed in, and upon looking up and away from my wavy hands, I now found myself inside, in a corridor of a dimly lit house, surrounded by faceless mannequins. Usually, dream characters vanish instantly upon attaining lucidity, but this was a rare exception for me. My first thought was to remain calm, but given that it was my first LD in many years, and came totally out of nowhere, I failed to remember to perform the right stability techniques. I glanced at the mannequins, which were bent over, almost on all fours as if they were posing for an art piece or waiting to pounce on me the moment I looked away. Shortly after, I lost lucidity and either woke up or faded back into a regular dream.

This dream was totally natural, and came from an afternoon nap, which makes total sense given that I only got 5 hours of sleep during the night, and my REM cycle typically begins around 4.5 hours. Going back to bed under these conditions gives me extremely vivid dreams, and I suppose I can owe this to becoming lucid

Recurring dream elements:
-School? I think this is where the outside location was prior to the reality check
-Edit: My previous lucid dream 4 years prior also contained mannequins. Worth keeping in mind

Notes:
-This is the only LD I've had where dream characters didn't immediately vanish upon becoming lucid. It's much more interesting

Last night’s lucid dream was insane! 😱 Here’s how it went down:

🕰 **Slept at 11:30 PM with the intention to wake up at 4 AM.**
⏰ **Woke up at 4:01 AM, stayed up till 4:06 AM, then did SSILD.**
⏳ **It took an hour, then I got up, went to the bathroom, did another SSILD cycle, and fell asleep in 10 minutes.**

💤 **DEILD Attempts:**
I woke up twice during the night and tried DEILD but moved my foot by mistake both times. 😭 Instead, I did a short SSILD cycle and fell asleep both times.

🌟 **Lucid Dream Begins:**
I was in front of my school with classmates when I randomly decided to do a reality check. 🏫👀 I pinched my nose and—BOOM—I was dreaming! 😲 But then, something in the dream started pulling my arms, trying to take away my lucidity. 😨 I resisted and yelled “FU!” 🤬 and suddenly, everything went black.

⚠ **False Awakening (FA) #1**
I expected an FA and woke up in an unfamiliar house, but the bed was mine. 🛏️ I stabilized by rubbing my hands and touching the ground—it felt *so real*! 🙌 Then, I explored the house:
🏡 **Lobby:** Plastic plants on a table.
📖 **Room:** A white room with an almirah near the entrance. On the top shelf were photo frames with quotes—one said *“positivity conscious.”* 🤔
📦 **Shelf Below:** Shoeboxes! I tried summoning an anime figure inside one, but lids kept appearing. After opening three lids, I found... useless trash. 😑

🚀 **Flying & the Void:**
I went outside and found myself in my street. I tried flying and—for the first time—felt the *wind* while flying! 🌬️ But it wasn’t as thrilling as I hoped since I had no fear of heights. Next time, I’ll try to *create* fear for a better experience! 😈 Eventually, I got pulled into the void.

⚠ **False Awakening (FA) #2**
I *chose* to have another FA and woke up in the same bed. But this time, I got scared because something *moved near my bed in the dark.* 😨 Instead of panicking, I tried **Inception-style dream-sleep** 🌀 by lying down to enter another dream. After 10 seconds of nothing happening, I gave up and went outside.

🌌 **Hyper-Realistic World & Dream Memory Confusion:**
- I looked at the stars and demanded *clarity.* The dream zoomed out, and I told my right eye to remove *just a little* blurriness. It worked! 👁️✨
- Another FA, but this time it was *daytime.* 🌞
- Everything looked **hyper-realistic.** The colors of the plants were insane! 🍃💚
- I floated to a house, and memories *flooded* my mind—I thought, *“Wow, this is where my relatives and I had a party!”* 🎉
- Inside, I saw *fake models* of my relatives sitting exactly as I remembered them. 😳 *But when I woke up, I realized... that party never happened!* It was just a dream I had *last year!* 🤯

⚠ **False Awakening (FA) #3**
This time, I was on a balcony, but my house was now in a market area. 🤷*♂️ A dream character below asked for the price of shirts. 👕 I jumped down and told him 350. 💰 We started arguing, and he *poked my chest*—I actually felt pain (about 50% of real life)! 😵 (I also felt pain earlier when flying into a thorny bush. &#127807

👀 **Weird Ending:**
The dream character and a girl started talking in gibberish. 🤪 I pulled the girl with me and *tried* having lucid x, but her skin felt like **cloth.** 🏴 It was too dark, which ruined my mood, so I *went back to the void* and tried waking up in a **helicopter** 🚁 but woke up IRL instead. 😅

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Overall, this dream was **crazy**—so much control, multiple FAs, hyper-realistic moments, and even pain! 😵*💫 Can’t wait for the next one!

Last night was INSANE! I had one of my best lucid dreams so far, and I finally stabilized well enough to feel the dream world 100% accurately! Here’s how it went:

😴 WBTB & SSILD Attempt

I woke up at the same time for WBTB, but during SSILD, I kept getting distracted in the first few cycles.

I tried a 1-minute hyper-focus cycle, but still got distracted.

After a few minutes, I fell asleep and had a normal dream—but my awareness was slightly higher than usual.

💡 Low Lucidity Moment

Suddenly, I found myself in my room, looking at my dirty white shoes.

I knew it was a dream, but my lucidity was barely 1/10—super blurry vision, foggy thinking.

I realized if I didn’t act fast, the dream would take away my lucidity!

🔥 Boosting My Lucidity from 1/10 to 9/10!

I snapped my fingers, and my shoes instantly became clean (small dream control success!).

I got up and tried to move, but my vision was still messed up.

I randomly started dancing (lol, no idea why) to boost lucidity, but it didn’t work. 😆

Then I did finger counting (using math to increase logic), and it helped a little!

Finally, I rubbed my hands together—BOOM! My skin felt 100% real, and my lucidity jumped to 9/10!

I touched the ground, and for the first time ever, I could fully feel the texture of the tiles!

🌀 The Void & Dream Scene Change Attempt

I got excited and thought, "Should I spawn a girl?" but instead, my body started elongating weirdly.

I focused on the feeling of elongation, and suddenly, I was in the void—but I could still feel my fingers and the stretching sensation.

I tried to visualize a beach, but it just looked like a laptop wallpaper instead of a real dream. 😅

When the dream finally formed, I was inside Minecraft spectator mode, and then I found myself playing the game on my laptop!

My lucidity dropped a bit here, and instead of breaking out of the game, I tried to press the ESC key (lol, if I were more lucid, I’d have thrown my laptop away).

🚨 Woke Up Due to Overheating

I tried to close the game, but it didn’t work, and then I woke up, covered in sweat—probably because of too many blankets. 😆

Overall, this was an epic success! If I can get this level of lucidity once, I can definitely do it again! 💪🔥

Hey everyone,

So, today was Day 18 of my lucid dreaming journey, and things are getting wild. 😆

I woke up at 4:25 AM for WBTB, did SSILD cycles properly, and then went back to sleep. I think I woke up 1-2 times but still did at least one incomplete SSILD cycle before falling asleep again.

Then, in my dream, I was in my school, sitting on a bench, and I actually tried to induce sleep paralysis to lucid dream… but the crazy part? I was ALREADY dreaming! 😂💀 I didn’t even realize it.

SP hit me INSANELY fast in the dream. 😳 I felt my body get paralyzed, and I was like, “Alright, time to lucid dream!” without realizing I was already in a dream. 🤦*♂️

What’s even crazier is that I was a little conscious. When I felt SP, I moved my realistic dream arm and let it hang off the table, but then I noticed it felt like blood flow was restricting. So I consciously put it back on the table to avoid discomfort. I was actually thinking logically inside the dream without realizing I was dreaming! 🤯

At this point, I tried visualizing a scene to enter a lucid dream, and I feel like I was SO CLOSE—but I woke up because my real arm had been under pressure. 😭💔

This is now 3 nights in a row where I’ve had dreams about lucid dreaming (Day 16, 17, and now 18). My subconscious is PUSHING ME SO CLOSE TO LUCIDITY!! 🚀✨

Now to clear some doubts---
1)why arnt my days consistent??
answer- by day 14,18 i mean this is the number of days i have been practicing lucid dreaming technique and i only post stories of days i get lucid
2)i have got lucid dreams before day 14 also i have got 6 lds before day 14 but i will try to post them if i can
thanks for reading KIT(keep in touch if you are wondering)

This dream was next level—multiple false awakenings, hyper-realistic visuals, dream control I’ve never had before, and some moments that straight-up messed with my head. Buckle up, this one’s wild.

📉 Failed Attempts & Weird Sounds 🤯
The night started with me trying the phone typing method from 10:00 PM to 11:00 PM. No success, but I heard these intense jet sounds out of nowhere. No clue if they were real or just my brain messing with me.

After that, I went to sleep normally. Later, from 11:30 PM to 12:10 AM, I tried inducing sleep paralysis. At first, nothing happened, but then I started hearing this loud humming noise. I walked around my room, and it followed me. The second I covered my ears, the sound disappeared. Freaky.

But here’s where things really started working.

🔥 SSILD to the rescue! 🔥
At 4:30 AM, I woke up and immediately did my SSILD cycles. This time, I focused hard, making sure to go through the cycles properly. I kept my awareness sharp, but let my body drift naturally into sleep.

AND IT WORKED.

That’s when things got WILD. 🚀

🌌 Lucid Trigger – The Green Glow
Next thing I know, I’m in a bathroom taking a bath. Everything seemed normal until I noticed this weird green glow coming from the corners.

I grabbed a bucket and pushed it away… and saw the walls were covered in some glowing green substance. 💚

Instant WTF moment.

I did a reality check… BOOM. LUCID.

But right after, the entire dream went black. I wasn’t even surprised. I knew I’d have a false awakening.

🔄 FA Loop Begins – 6+ False Awakenings
🚗 FA #1 (Before I Realized I Was Dreaming Again)
Before my 2nd FA, i though i was having obe i went to my dads room. He was on YouTube watching a channel called “Okla.” I thought to myself, “I’ll tell him I saw him do this when I wake up.” (I legit thought this was real life.)

Then, I woke up again…

🎭 FA #2 – I wake up in my bed. Did an RC. Still dreaming! i got back full lucidity and knew it wasnt ap
💀 FA #3 – Dream was super realistic (10/10). I stabilized by rubbing my hands and touching the floor.
👁️ FA #4 – Tried summoning a girl, but when I closed my eyes, I couldn’t open them again. Instead of panicking, I expected another FA and imagined waking up elsewhere.
🌍 FA #5 – I also CREATED this one myself like last 2 ! (just imagine where to wake up)
☀️ FA #6 – Woke up in the same bed again, but now it was daytime. (Everything looked more real than real life.)

At this point, everything was 11/10 realism. 🤯

🚀 Sky Stairs & Flying
I walked outside, barely taking in my surroundings because I was too hyped. The trees looked insane, and when I looked up, I saw kites flying.

Or so I thought.

Looking closer, they were actually skydivers. 🪂

That’s when I decided to try something I’ve always wanted to do.

I lifted my foot and placed it in the air… and a floating stair appeared under it. I CREATED STAIRS IN MID-AIR. 😳🔥

I wanted to feel something in the dream, so I stepped on a marble tile, but it felt numb. I shouted “GIVE ME FEELING!” but my voice kept glitching. 🎤❌

Since that wasn’t working, I decided to just fly instead.

Took off into the sky—still no feeling of wind, but just soaring through a dream this realistic was awesome.

Saw some kids flying toy planes. Tried to slice their necks with my hand (don’t ask why), but nothing happened. So I made a finger gun and shot one in the head. 🔫💥

No blood, just an effect.

I wanted to push the realism even further. That’s when things shifted.

❌ Dream Ends + DEILD Attempt
I made a woman sit in my car (don’t ask me where the extra seat appeared from), but before anything else could happen…

The dream ended. 🚫

Tried to DEILD back in immediately but got nothing.
yeah guys i know its day 14 but i had 5 lds before this sorry i am too lazy sorry but from now on i will be consistent

The dream began in a European capital city, it was in the middle of the night.
I was hanging out with James and Vagabond and we were just walking around the city, talking to eachother.
The city encompassed us with tall buildings. At the time, we were walking on a road that was going in between two very tall buildings, and as we got to the end of the building and turned the corner, the scenery completely changed.
Following the road beyond the buildings lead us to a huge frozen lake, surrounded by a mountain range; the scenery was very Norwegian.
We walked on the ice until we got to the edge between the ice and water. For some reason, the three of us decided to jump in. On top of that I decided to put my phone on a small sheet of ice to prevent it from getting wet, but as we started swimming, the waves went on the sheet of ice and covered my phone in water. I quickly grabbed it and pulled it out of the water, I think it still worked.

Later on we went to a houseparty. We were sitting around a circular table, that was halfway in a sort of cubby. The sitting area in the cubby is a sort of bench with cushions, while the rest of the table is surrounded by chairs. I was sitting on the cushions with a guy next to me sniffing what I believed to be cocaine.
He was very outgoing and social, and he offered me some but I refused. He insisted and put a teent on the the tip of a knife up to my nose, but I blew air out of my nose to make sure I didn't ingest any of the cocaine. It was quite awkward and people were staring, but I was steadfast in my decision and wasn't embarrased about it.
I then went to another room and found a talking cat, laying on a couch. The cat was black with a white underbelly, with big and unrealistic eyes, like it was a cartoon cat. It was extremely cute.
I quickly realised the cat was a physical manifestation of my subconcious mind, and I was very excited to talk to the cat.
**I was aware that the subconcious mind stores a bunch of information that your concious mind can't necessarily access. I believed that the concious and subconcious minds are like two different minds that could indepedently think. I perceived the cat as a sort of spokesperson for my subconcious mind, so I really wanted to talk to it.**
I asked the cat if it had a conciousness outside of "my conciousness" and it replied with "Yes".
As I spoke to the cat, I would frequently hug it as it was very precious to me. I was very affectionate. It didn't mind me hugging it at all, but it didn't play into it either. It just remained sort of serious.
I also asked why it was hiding information from my concious mind. **Ironically I don't remember the answer**
On top of that I would ask very casual questions like how it was doing, if it was happy, how it perceived the world. I don't remember any particularly negative responses from it but I don't remember any concrete answers either.
The cat was relaxed and seemed generally happy, but I could tell it took it's job as "my subconcious" very serious.

After I finished talking to the cat, I was completely alone. Everyone was gone, including the cat.
The lights inside the house were also turned off, the atmosphere was very ominous. For some reason I knew the house had become haunted.
I was a bit scared but not much.
I walked into the kitchen and continued walking around randomly.
Then I woke up.


**Ok so I'm not a psychologist or dream expert, so I can't be sure of this. But you know how dreaming is a way to connect with your subconcious mind?
Maybe my subconcious mind decided it would allow me to directly talk to it in the dream through the cat. Or maybe it's just something my mind made up and I didn't actually talk to my subconcious mind.
I'm not sure, but it would be cool if it was the former rather than the latter.**

Please comment your thoughts!

This dream took place in my childhood home. People from the government were in my living room and I had some trash I needed to discard. In an attempt to toss it in the trash, I accidentally threw it at one of the government workers, a shorter blonde woman. Immediately, she turned around and said she was going to kill me. I asked her if it was because I was trans and if she really thought I was evil and she said yes to both. Cut to me in a black van with her and another blonde-haired stockier white woman. I saw them driving towards a lake and that's approximately when I realized they were trying to drown me by driving in there. They got out of the car and swam up to the surface, failing to lock the car doors so that I could drown properly. In attempting to leave the lake, I was grabbed by the arm.

In another part of the dream I was being treated without humanity. Several people entered my room, escorted by one of the government agents, with the intent to rent it out. This I believe is inspired by the fact that at one point when I was still living in Sacramento, A family was invited by the landlord into our house while we were still living there with the interest in purchasing it. Most of the people called me He and treated me as an animal that was simply inhabiting the room they intended on living in. I tried hiding my face with my phone so as to perhaps avoid being clocked as trans, but I suppose by then the mass dehumanization of trans people had already happened. My first thought was "what the fuck? How am I gonna make music and art or have privacy? This is deliberate psychological torture". Most of the potential renters left and the person who remained was a white dude with pink hair and a scraggly, brown beard. He still treated me like a subhuman creature, but he gave me attention and a degree of dignity despite still misgendering me and let me snuggle up to him while he was in a chair. I begged him to not let them know too much about me as by this point I had already confided in him far too much. He said he could try but he seemed incredibly hesitant, perhaps a queer person trying in vain to appeal to the regime. I became desperate and tried putting my arms around him and right as I was about to close in, my eyes opened and I immediately woke up at 5:30am to my empty room in the bay area that I reside in now.

While this dream is an encapsulated snapshot of my current issues, such as my anxiety about trans genocide and fascism, my attachment and trust issues, and my trauma surrounding being poor and abused by capitalism, it was also, in retrospect, kinda fucking hilarious in a lot of other ways. Like dude at least lock the car like what the fuck. Who taught you how to kill trannies?

All in all, reflecting on this dream makes me feel more hopeful about the future and reminds me of the fact that while I definitely know we're gonna suffer, the american empire will absolutely collapse in my lifetime, even if they get me in a year. An empire collapses every 250 years.

A half demolished home. An Ordway-type figure dances amongst the rubble. Matriarch questions why I care about her dancing, I say she's beautiful.. Melody P comes to the door as I'm lying there in the half demolished home. She's looking for matriarch. I lie back down, relishing the last few moments before the home is completely gone. My vacating there is a combination of recently leaving my South Pasadena apartment, and the destruction of my old family home. 10 years apart but one and the same, in this moment.

A second scenario. I'm in a cubicle farm, many people clogged together. It's dusk, remnants of sunset still linger. There is talk of some UFO or weaponry overhead in the night sky, but the talk is light. In a different room, a terminal emulator is portrayed on a large projector screen. It doesn't at first register to me that it's the same one we use at work, and because of that I find it more interesting and modern. Then I realize it's the same and the fascination fades.

Last night I went to sleep very sad and depressed because I was acknowledging the fact that me and Kate weren't going to be a couple any more.
So I went to sleep repeating a mantra in my head saying "Gabe I need to talk with you, share me your wisdom".

The dream starts with me flying around my old neighborhood called Aranjuez, since I'm flying I know this is a dream so I'm kind of conscious.
I'm in the sky feeling the air and flying the direction I feel the air touch my skin, I'm doing an exercise to become one with the air.
Afterwards I start flying around because I remember I had a mission to find Gabriel and have a chat with him.
Whilst I'm flying I see a parade with people dressed up has demons, it seemed it was Halloween, so I flew above them to observe what they were doing.
Some of them were spitting fire from there mouth and others had whips in there hands. Then I was trying to fly past them when all of the sudden all of them noticed me and looked at me at the same time. This is when I realized that they were not dressed up like demons, they WERE DEMONS.
The demon that had a whip in her hand used it to grab my foot from the air and brought me down to the ground. The demons surrounded me, they were about 6 of them. I got scared and screamed to the sky "Angel Gabriel I Invoke you, please help me" and nothing happened.
Then I yelled "Angel Miguel I Invoke you, please help me" and also nothing happened.
The demons were trying to hurt me but I didn't panic, I also remembered that I had special gifts in my dream so I did the following.
I copied Ang from Avatar the last airbender and with the technique he used on the fire lord to take away his powers from him I went to a demon, placed my thumb on his forehead and said to him "return to the good person you were before being corrupted". This had an immediate effect as I could see how there eyeballs changed from a green dark color to a brown and more loving color, also they stopped being aggressive and got off from me.
This worked well because I had full conviction that I could in fact turn them into good people.
Then I went to a particular demon and got him right next to a wall, I placed my thumb on him and I repeated the same phrase as before. I was looking at him straight into his eyes. I could clearly see his eyes, he didn't have a normal pupil, he had a shattered pupil, with small fragments all over his eye. His shattered pupil was green. Whilst I'm trying to convert him I can see that the shattered pupil is coming together into a whole circular pupil again but he was fighting against it, like an exorcism, he resisted a lot and at last I couldn't convert him and left.

I flew again and found a boy, for some reason I asked him if he knew the angel Gabriel and Miguel, he said Yes.
I asked him where they were and he told me near the church. So I took him flying with me so he could point out the place. We got to the place and told me he bought the image of the angels for 30k each,
The boy thought I was talking about the figure statue of the angels...
Anyway I asked the lady if she could sell me the figures of the angels, She said NO.
I told her I'll pay 30k for each one and she said NO.
Then I offered 50k each and she said NO, she said "I won't sell them to you and if you want go search for them in D1".

My school bus took me to my middle school and the memories started flooding (not actual memories from middle school but memories from other dreams) i went inside and i went into a classroom and people were getting these weird gummy/ fruit snack things and they looked really good so i asked where they got them and one kid walked with me to show me where to get them and i see a few teachers that i know in real life and we are suprised to see each other but then i walk into the room where the gummies came from and saw that i had to pay for them so i was like never mind so then i leave and come back to the classroom and i get on the bus and there is this girl i see and lets me read a journal that she had then that was the end


and this is a side note in one of my dreams i don't remember if it was this one or a different one but i was telling myself that if i was in a dream that some peoples heads would be weirdly shaped but i think i noticed peoples heads were weirdly shaped it almost looked like they had some kind of tumor on the back of their neck but anyway i think i got lucid i've been watching videos on how to lucid dream and i guess thats why i told myself that in a dream but knowing it was a dream gave me an eerie feeling

this dream was either in 2023 or 2024 i don't exactly remember and i also don't remember every part of the dream either but i was waiting at a bus stop with around 5-12 people and we were all just talking to eachother and later in the dream me and one of the people that were at the bus stop were sitting in a room and i was sitting on a mattress and she was sitting or kneeling next to me and she was telling me that her brother (who was also with us at the bus stop) had just died and it was because of their abusive dad and i didn't believe her and was kind of laughing it off but then she holds up her phone and we listened to a voice mail by her dad and i don't remember but i think i heard him hurting the brother then i immediately started crying and she (the sister of the brother) hugged me and said "it's ok" you didn't know (or something like that)

also i do not know these people in real life

So the dream was like this I was getting ready in the summer time to go to Centre Island in Toronto on my own to go to the theme park there on my own. Mom was helping me get ready and something happened to my shirt so it needed to be fixed so I had to take it off and Dad was calling for help from the kitchen so Mom asked me to go help him and he was mostly naked except for underwear (I was half-naked because of no shirt on)- and I had to help him with the toaster oven and some paper towels. I then got my shirt back on and got my stuff together and I said "I was going out" and Dad realized I was going by myself into Toronto then and offered to come along but after my (real-life) experience with him I said "no" and i got to our front door before the alarm went off for the dream to continue. i was wearing some kind of weird high-heeled sneakers which I wouldn't normally wear.

I hope this dream continues tonight so I can pick up where I left off.


This was a sequel to another dream I had last week and I made a reference to that previous dream in this dream in the talk Dad and I had before I got to the door