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I realized I am condensing my DJ entries down too much recently making them a bad read so going back to a more free flowing entry here. ~610am Wake from longish LD string. Work meeting scene. The board member shouldn't need to take video. CW there. I have a headache (bleeding through from IWL?) and massage my temples. Next memory is FA caught by "record skipping" FA. I am arriving to the wake up sensation at least 3 times in quick succession each lasting about the amount of time it takes for a vinyl record to rotate once...and repeating like a skipping record! I get up out of bed happy to have received this gift in this FA. As I make my way through the house with visuals not perfect I get the partial visual of my sleep mask covering my face as I walk, and I rip it off and throw it behind me. As I get to the front door I see there is a note on an index card by the door. I pause for a moment thinking if I'm awake I don't want to open the store and leave it open or unlocked putting my family security at risk so I better RC. I start to do the finger through palm and as it shows I'm awake I realize how inconsistent that one is and just look at both my hands but focus on my left one where one of my middle two fingers was noticeably longer than IWL . I grabbed the note by the door and start to read it but then look down what looks like an apartment building hall and the note is narrated to me in what is supposed to be my wife's voice saying "today is the day to bring out the garbage."(which it is!) I float fly through multiple halls and it is completely barren so far. I quickly peek over an overlook down to the floor below me hoping to catch a DC down there but it is also barren. I fly down to the lower floor and explore a little bit finding what looks like a door to the outside and when I open it it is a bright sunny summer day. I look across a big grassy open park-like area and see a building on the other side of it with lots of DC's gathered inside but starting to come out. I dump off all my clothes feeling free and fly their way thinking about what kind of reactions I might get. I approach a couple of young women and start to interact with them telling them it's time to remove their dresses but I seem to be too much inside my head thinking about something and the visuals fade but I do not fear waking up but rather hang on for the visuals to come back. (Something I am getting better and better at and following Sageous' suggestion to avoid following the more common path back to your sleeping body-NREM thread, possibly NREM reality check thread). During this quiet time in a void I reflect on the fact that I didn't get to any competition goals. The visuals eventually come back and I soon have a vivid sunny summertime scene again but this time it seems like I'm at of family reunion. I'm looking around at all of the DC's enjoying this vivid beautiful world and I look over to my right and see my grandmother who passed away several years ago sitting down and I go to greet her. It is so wonderful to see you I tell her as we each clasped the others hands facing each other. It's so feels like her hands warm and wrinkly! (I am choking up while reliving this lucid moment while transcribing this dream!) I asked her to hold on a moment and I release her hands since I use a certain motion of my hands as part of my recall of goals. I think of my mnemonic (memory) pegs and peg number 1 brings me to time control, stopping time. I know my trusty pocket watch with amazing time control is in my right hand and I start clicking it while looking around. At first it is not doing anything very much like the very first time I used this. I eventually get the DC's to freeze in time!..and they unfreeze as I release the "clicker." I play around with it a little bit more and then think about peg number 2 and decide to skip it and go to peg number 3. Neither 2 nor 3 are part of my 3 step task anyway only peg 1 then peg 6 and 8. I grabbed a football that is being thrown around and say check this out. I punt the ball with super strength way up into the sky and out of sight! Cool! I look back over at my grandmother and just behind her and to the right is my grandfather who passed away quite a number of years ago and who I thought about last time I thought about my grandmother and how I haven't been seeing him in my dreams. This time he is there!..but he starts morphing a little bit maybe looking more like his younger self when he was a teenager and then a boy! I grasp my grandmother's hands again realizing I should have spent more time in the dream with her asking her questions I'm saying what kind of responses I might get. The dream starts to fade. I hold on again and I arrive outside of a room indoors it's a little bit dark, dimly lit. There is a young black boy in the room and I walk in there and ask him what does he represent? He only says there's someone over here and I follow him around and out of the room and sitting on the bench is a short humanoid creature that looks like a weird boy, a little bit stocky with a large-ish head with dark short thick hair and black eyes. I asked him what it represents and try not to get freaked out by his unusual appearance and I realize I can wake up if I want to but I don't remember making the decision to. Either way I wake up for good this time. I think reading a couple of dream journals of other competition participants may have helped me recognize the false awakening at the beginning. One person, I forget who, was talking about some kind of incongruity being a common dream sign as a dream tries to adjust and readjust to fit the situation. Also maybe the same person or someone else mentioned how they handled a false awakening by quickly getting up and doing an RC when normally I would try to do a motionless RC but maybe I need to be more aggressive like I was when I noticed my FA and immediately took off.

The dream itself was about blurry dreams to make the dream vivid I had already read about in here so I used the tecnique in the dream I was looking to the sun the weather was partly cloudy the tecnique was focusing in a single point so I did it and it worked well.

In this dream I was putting a garbage bag in a trash compactor. I neatly pulled the edges of the bag around the metal frame, and then slid it shut, but then I realized something was wrong. My kitchen doesn’t have a trash compacter! Bingo, I’m lucid! I look around the kitchen trying to remember my mantra. Then I remembered, “Give my daughter a hug!” I felt a rush of adrenaline go to my stomach (an uplifting feeling), but then everything went black, and I was now in ‘the void’ (NRem), consciously aware, but my body was asleep.

Shortly after, ‘the vibrations’ started, and I successful jumped out my body and landed on the floor beside my bed (OBE). Same old problem though, my blanket was over my face, including that dang CPAP mask and hose. I found the only way to remove it is to tear away at it piece by piece with my hands until all seems clear. This visibility was kind of dark and blurry at the start, but it improved as I left my bedroom (my parent’s house); however, I could only see out my left eye. Now what’s going on? I paused and focussed on increased clarity, but I still couldn’t see out my right eye. My dear dad then walked out of the bathroom and started to laugh at me, and he said, “You’re dreaming again, aren’t you?” Giggle, giggle, and then he told me to go look in the mirror, so I headed into my sister’s room to have a look.

Well, to my surprise, that darn CPAP mask was pushed up over my right eye! That’s why I couldn’t see! I quickly tore it off. That’s it; I’m going to put a mirror on my bedroom door (at home). I was shocked that I looked ‘normal’ in the mirror, I wasn’t all freakish looking and distorted, like what happens most of the time in an LD. This was kind of odd (for me), so I went right up close and studied my face in the mirror for anything that wasn’t supposed to be there, but all looked normal, right down to the gray hairs in my beard. I paused for a moment and I found this very intriguing. My dad was still giggling away in the hallway, so I turned to him and said, “Dad, give me a break, it’s really hard to get all this CPAP crap off when I OBE exit!” He laughed even harder, then my vision went black, and I was back in bed again. I found this experience quite entertaining too dad!

LD. Ran around place. Met lots of DCs. Forgot a lot of things. It's funny how my personal goal is to talk in-depth with a DC because my usual LDs are devoid of people, and then my brain starts throwing DCs at me... heh. Too bad everyone was in a hurry .-. Still haven't had that conversation yet.

I'm in this city where there's snow and something is happening and apparently someone is also named Ivy and I am also. I end up climbing up walls sideways and then I start tossing vines to tree branches. I begin swinging on them faster and faster and then I end up in a place that looks like my neighborhood. At some point here I become lucid.

I do an RC (nose pinch) and then start walking around, and the place becomes similar to Manhattan with the sidewalks and buildings.

At some point I run into Castiel in his trenchcoat and all that (from Supernatural) and he's rounding the corner and I'm like "hey Castiel" and I don't remember what he says but it wasn't anything notable probably?

I run into these two guys who tell me their names when I ask (McGebbers and Eddy) They're stereotypical goons. Apparently I saw their boss somewhere on some tv show or movie) but I can't remember what he's called now.

I see this girl walking and think she's Emily so I go up to her and say "Hey Emily!" And she turns around and whoops she's not Emily. She starts going down this subway station but I call down to her and ask if she has anything interesting to tell/show me and she says something in response.

While running around I run into these two men in suits and sunglasses. I ask them their names and they look at each other and one of them presses a gun to my head but I don't remember what they say. I escape unscathed, though.

I get to this park or sth and see Noah. He's going somewhere but I pull him back and he's really light. I tell him that we're in a dream and he says, "Oh cool, is it my dream?"
"Mine actually."
"Huh."

I also meet this serial killer somewhere? Or someone like Ted Bundy, only not Ted Bundy.
I meet a lot of people but I'm starting to forget what's happening and I run into this wall with a list of "have you seen these people " sort of task list and I wish I had paper or something to mark them off. I realize I don't have my backpack with me, just my regular clothes. I think about conjuring up some paper but I don't. I read the lines and some of them mention "Elmo" and "McGebbers" and "Eddy".

I go into this school but I change my mind since I don't want to be stuck inside for the rest of my dream and I turn back and of course the entrance is blocked off by a stone wall. So I go to the edge of it and dig my fingers in and pull, and I get out.
Possibly see the night sky and stars and cliff?

At one point I end up near these creepy windows with this thing peering out, like those movie posters where a creature is looking through a crack in the curtain and you can only see their eye. I just remember that it was creepy, though.

When I wake up I'm in this FA where I imagine myself writing down the stuff in a Muji notebook and noting it as Second Market. Apparently I've met the two goons before and I've drawn one of their faces and it looks remarkably similar. I write about sleeping in and how it's like 1:30 pm. And then I fade back into reality, and it's actually 9:10am or so.

This started as though i was playing a game on the computer. One of those 2d 'Destroy the Castle' type games. Through lovely dream magic, it somehow became 3d as I played, then completely changed genres to an MMO and finally became 'real'. For some reason, myself and two others needed to kill a small bird monster and use it as bait to lure out a large one. Oddly enough, this required taking the dead monster down into a labyrinthine tunnel/cave system. As we were traversing the system, the floor collapsed and we fell quite a distance. One of my companions, a rather short guy wearing elaborate robes and a crystalline staff, fell near me. Our other companion, a woman who appeared in her early-mid thirties, who wore garb similar to the man though carried a sword, landed on a level twenty or so meters above. I could not see anything after I landed and was panicking. I felt that I had to return to the surface immediately so I was trying to feel my way around, yet I had a constant fear of falling off an unseen ledge. Both of my companions produced lights and I calmed down. With no way to reach each other, our other companion nodded a farewell and sought her own way out while the guy and myself searched around our level for an exit. The only apparent way to go, besides an ominous looking drop some distance away, was an old stone stairway leading down and slightly angled to the side.

There was a bit of a gap here but I recall yet another maze of stairs and narrow, irregular, hallways. Something happened in there which I don't recall, but I found myself running towards a ledge and skidding to a stop just before plunging off the side. Two creatures, shadowlike in appearance, were not as quick to stop and slid off into the dark. I turned and, gesturing towards the opening I had come from, forced the stone surrounding it to cave inwards, catching one more of the creatures before it could get out. My companion made it out, but I was not happy. At some point during the portion I had forgotten, something must have happened, for he now was trying to attack me. I noticed that he had the same kind of aura as the creatures. I had no weapons, and whatever abilities I had used on the opening did not appear to affect him much. He swung his staff and I was hit by a gust of air knocked past the edge. I grabbed on and, as he was approaching, thought to myself "This can't be happening." following that, I had the feeling something wasn't right. With my hands rather occupied trying to keep me from falling to my death, I went for an alternative RC and tried to fly. That failed, but, knowing that I've never managed to do well at that to begin with, I tried another. Suddenly there was a rather convenient ledge at my feet to stand on. "I'm dreaming." I said. Then, to further test it, I had the ledge move up to become level with the floor. I had it, lucid in a dream. Noticing my former companion waiting rather patiently I decided to have some fun with a magic duel. Things were going well for all of three exchanges of spells and counterspells. Then a new, doglike shadow creature dropped from above, landing in front of me. I panicked and lost any sense of being in a dream as I noticed several of them crawling on the walls. Not really sure how I got out of there, but I ran and found myself near the original entrance we had used when first entering the place.

Waiting for me was the woman who had headed out earlier, she was with a group of five or so others, all preparing to fight a giant birdlike monster that was flying towards us. I had forgotten about the entire thing during my time underground but remembered when I saw it. I don't really remember what happened, but I know I was killed during the fight. I 'respawned' a distance away and was annoyed at the need to travel back to the area. I arrived too late it seemed and had to once again lure out the thing, this time though, for some reason I considered an alternative and befriended the smaller birdlike monster by sharing, of all things, coffee with it. It joined my party and we went adventuring for a while. I don't recall the details.

We ended up in an odd city. A mixture of modern urban and high fantasy architecture. Skyscrapers nestled in with waterfalls, narrow walkways, small fantasy style houses, and the epic scaled buildings common in the fantasy genre. We were just leaving a coffee shop (Odd combo of modern exterior and medieval fantasy interior) when my bird companion was captured by a group seeking to lure out the large monster and I had to catch them before they could get there and kill my new friend. I ended up with the woman from earlier, along with two younger women, three guys, and an odd talking fox (who seems to have played no role as it vanished after the initial scene of setting out). I'm not sure what happened, but myself and four others ended up being knocked off the top of a skyscraper and landed in a lake below. I remember the fall being very vivid, I can still recall the sound and feel clearly. I was simultaneously terrified and thrilled and I do believe I was laughing near the end of it. I hit the water and was disoriented for a moment before finding my way to the surface. I was with two others then, I'm not sure what happened to everyone else. We saw my bird friend being dragged away across a bridge far ahead and above us (how I could see that far I've no idea). I was dismayed, but the two people with me laughed and handed me some odd balloon/propeller contraption with a long cord attached to a pair of wings with a harness. The wings were made of dozens of overlapping, every light and thin metallic plates. I'm not sure how I got the thing on, but I did and we were suddenly trying to get airborne with them, being pulled by the propeller and balloon floating in front of us. The two women were out of the water and away quickly, ditching the propellers once they were up to speed. After several attempts, I was finally pulled free of the water and airborne. As I got up to speed, I also ditched the propeller and caught up with the other two. Just as I was beginning to feel thrilled about flying, my alarm went off.

I repeated this mantra continuously last night as I drove out to visit ‘the folks’. No worries, I was alone. Btw, my wife and son would kill me if they had to listen to this:

“I WILL realize when I’m dreaming, and I WILL BE lucid. I WILL realize when I’m dreaming, and I WILL BE with my daughter.”

I verbally repeated it for 40 minutes as I was driving, just before bedtime. I fasted from lunch until bedtime, and then I ate one can of tuna, 100 mg B6, and a B multivitamin (washed down with a beer). I wrote out the mantra 4 times in my Dream Journal, and I also wrote out in big bold letters, HUG TIME DAUGHTER! WBTB after 4 hours and then I took 4 mg red spider lily extract and 200 mg choline. I had the best dream experiences ever: 2 lucids, 4 successful OBE’s, 3 failed OBE attempts, and 3 pleasant fun dreams, plus one hour in Nrem (the void). I also voice recorded each dream occurrence, immediately after each dream, and repeated the mantra a couple of times. Yes, I briefly woke up about a dozen times last night, but it was well worth it. The voice recordings allowed me to record what’s happened, without completely waking me up, and then I did the written journaling in the morning using the recordings as ‘recall’. Here’s the best lucid dream (I’ll add the other ones later):

I was false awakened because somebody was touching my back. I opened my eyes and I was lying on my left side in a huge bed which I didn’t recognize. About 5 feet away, in this huge bed, was a dark haired teenaged boy, who was quietly sleeping on his back. I stared at him, and thought now this is odd, there’s a teenage boy in my bed, and this isn’t my bed! I quickly closed my eyes, and I figured this must be some sort weird nightmare!

I opened my eyes again, and now the boy was lying on his right side facing me with his hazel nut brown eyes, staring right into my eyes. He had a very slight grin. I instantly became lucid!!! So I said, “Hi!” He casually replied, “Hi.” I quickly asked, “Who are you?” He then said something, and I could hardly hear him because I had my earplugs in, so I sat up in bed and leaned towards him, and I said, “What did you say?” He sat up in bed too, and moved towards me, and repeated his mumbling. I said, “I still can’t hear you?” Then I felt somebody touching my back again! What’s going here?

I said, “Who’s that (behind me)?” Then I felt somebody push against my back, and I could see blonde, curly hair drooping over my left shoulder. Then I heard my daughter say, “It’s me!” I quickly turned towards her and said, “Daughter!” She smiled ear to ear, and then I said, “Give me a hug!” She gave me the biggest hug ever! Then I asked her, “Who’s your friend?”, and she replied, “Huh, Oh, that’s Kenny!” Unfortunately I woke, because it was very emotional, but I stayed perfectly still in bed to try and get back into the LD. No luck, but suddenly ‘the vibrations’ started, and tried to OBE exit, but no luck again. This was a short, but a fantastic LD.

​Another quick recap...gotta keep up with my DJ with Sensei's competition starting tomorrow night (for my time zone). I can move whole cars to get around traffic jam (like imaginings IWL)! Aha. then fly around cityscape! Void or DEILD without sense of body IWL...felt different from normal void and a little uncomfortable making me wonder if slight sense of REM atonia but not return to bed feeling present normal dream exits. Scene reforms at a parking garage try to fly, odd back to ground to slither. Awnry old ladies...prank them a bit. Homeless guy-think of past LD punches on DC's but no interest. Float around fun. Find a petite 20's Jennifer Aniston longer hair in a nice silky short dress. Undress multiple sexy layers. Touch. Super petite...wow. Sex.

Legend:

non-lucid;
Lucid
Dream end
Notes

It was cold, cloudy, winter morning. I was going from the kitchen to my room. I wanted to go to bed, but somehow I stopped in front of the TV screen. I feel crawling sensation going through all my body It's a dream! I say. I immediately do the nose plug RC. It works! I ran towards the kitchen and think Wait, there was a bottle of wine on the shelf near my bed. I go back, and take the bottle. I looked around, and made some RC's to check if it's really dream. If mother would see me chugging her bottle of wine... I chug it whole confidently, but I spoiled like three drops on the floor. I couldn't feel it's taste, and I haven't felt any effect of it. Still cold. I tried to shoot flames from my hands, but it wasn't working. I decide to go out of house. When opening the door my surroundings have changed. It was warm summer now. I scream More vividness! I see much more details now, and lucid feels more stable. Golden glow fits smoothly with green color of leaves and grass. I can see smallest fraction on the old, wooden fence in the front yard. The sky was almost crystal clear. There were like two small clouds within the oceans of blue. I ran towards the street observing people doing their usuall work in this village, and run into the city. I enter a bar. The tables were covered with maroon table cloth. The room was dimly lit by light going from the windows. Glasses were made of crystal, and silverware was lying near porcelain plates. There was a group of people sitting near one table. I think they were similar to persons I know in waking life. I see stairs going to the second floor. I go there, but find nothing of interest. I go back to the group sitting there. A crystall ball is what I need! I summon my backpack, open it and take the crystall ball. I put it on the table, and sit with DC's. They haven't got any problem with me sitting with them. I looked at the blank crystall ball. Suddenly storm clouds gather within it, and letters with golden glow form. Watch Losif! I decided to go back to my home, and teleported there using doorway portal. I was standing in the front yard. Everything turned back to grim, cold winter. I think I'll learn flying now! I put my hands in front of me, and my legs a bit upwards. I fly! Albeit I still have some problems with it, but I made it! As I go higher dream fades, and I wake up full of energy and excited.

I'm struggling to get myself in a lucid dream. That one time I was lucky, but since then the dreams have been pretty much controlling me with the occassional attempt at the end of me telling myself this isn't how I want it to end and able to change the ending slightly, but that's about it. Instead I've been having disturbing dreams.

Dream 1

Several nights ago I dreamt I had found a small snake in the house. It was red and white and I wasn't sure if it was poisonous or not. It kept striking at me as I tried to find a way to get it out the house. I then found a long stick with a hook that looked like a massive key ring on it and I found a way to hook the snake on it and then threw it outside. But the metal was strained like it had been prised open and was quite sharp, and it cut the snake into 3. I looked outside to see the tail and head still moving, the head was severely damaged and exposing muscle. Seeing it was still alive but in pain I quickly picked up a small tupperware box and put all 3 parts into it carefully, then called out to Tony saying "Tony, we're going to need to take it to a vet." We got to a vet and when I opened the box I saw 2 heads. The vet said the second head was just a ghost head and nothing to worry about. The tail had somehow reattached itself to the body but it wasn't on properly and I could see into the tail and it was hollow, the head was still moving and I could sense that the snake knew we were trying to help it so it had calmed down to let us help but it was in a lot of pain. I was starting to take control of the dream as it was coming to a close in wanting to separate the tail from the body and reattach it properly, and seconds from waking I managed to see the part where the vet had severed the tail and was now pressing it against the body to reattach it and another vet went to get some bandages to hold it in place.

Dream 2

I was playing a prank on my cousins who were back as children except for the eldest one. We were walking down a street and I was creeping up behind them as if to scare them and then hide my hands again as if I wasn't up to anything. We neared a building and my eldest cousin was in a room that was his. His sister came in knowing I needed money and said she would sell her guitar to get me some money. I told her not to do that. We went outside and saw down the street a massive alien pod that had opened up. My cousin told us all to get into a giant spaceship that sort of looked like the one in Battlestar Galactica. My mother was there too and a few other people who were related or meant something to us. When we got inside he was able to control 2 other smaller ships that were hovering around the alien pod. One looked like a giant christmas bauble and the other was a very small ship. "Let's see what this does" he said, and the huge bauble began to flash rapidly and shot multiple thick beams of white light into the middle of the pod making a very loud noise. The smaller ship began to swing around the pod and was shooting blue lazers at it. The pod began to flicker rapidly and made a loud noise as if it was charging up and the world began to shake. "Let's get out of here!" he said, and sent the ship to go upwards into space. We sailed past the moon and my cousin said "We should be safe here." I heard a loud high pitched sound coming from Earth, outside the Earth was glowing bright and then it exploded with a loud echoing bang, sending out a massive shockwave through space. I suddenly realised we would be in space for a very long time as we hadn't yet found of a hospitable planet that wouldn't take several generations to get there and we didn't have any resources like food, water or oxygen to live that long. As the dream was coming to a close I began to take control and was thinking to myself won't the shockwave shatter through the moon and still kill us or the chunks of Earth pulverise us? We're not going to avoid it, and trying to rewrite the dream as us getting as far as Jupiter and hiding behind it, but we weren't gonna get there that fast as it took a long time for man to get to the moon and Jupiter was a lot lot further away. I woke up before I could rewrite the ending to make sense.

Morning of January 22, 2015. Thursday.



Of all the “experiments” I have done in my life to influence, enhance, or alter dream states, I have ultimately decided that simple thinking is the key. I have tried a particular focused form of thought enough to know it is the most powerful technique, especially when preceded by “thank you for…” (without even needing belief in a deity). Just listening to something does not seem to do much unless it is with my own special technique and even that has certain limitations in certain states. Needing to hear something seems to limit certain states (plus, I have experienced a vivid lucid state where external sound and its influence is non-existent), likely because a part of the mind is still “grounded” in a particular way. (Once again, I should mention the lucid dreaming fiasco of years ago where I entered the most vivid dream state possible with a shorter audio loop, though once in my dream, solely tried to find the source of the sound to turn it off - the very meaning of “irony”). So what do I do that works? Three-minute very subtle mental affirmation meditations (not spoken aloud, just actively thought) throughout the day and night (sometimes in closer clusters), watching the clock and using an addend of four but only ever counting them as three minutes in my personal journal. In this case, it added up to sixty minutes overall.

In my dream (and the ones which followed) I find myself in a full-body awareness that is no different from being awake other than the senses being enhanced and the depth perception intensified. This used to puzzle me - but I attribute it to being “closer” to one’s internal awareness in sleep. I have never had the slightest concern (as some people claim as possibility) about differentiating from the real world and a dream when awake - and in a vivid lucid dream, that concern is pointless anyway, so yet again, typical mainstream dream literature fails to impress me or even make any sense.

I find myself in a dream environment in a larger room that I cannot identify, though it is similar in familiarity to (but much larger than) the larger southernmost room in the Loomis Street house. I am sitting comfortably on an armchair facing east. As with another recent dream, the increased sensuality, almost to a point where I would otherwise think it impossible, seems the most “automatic” and natural of all dream states, almost as if all nuances of my dream are “instantly surrendering” to a core subliminal whim. In fact, all I do is lift my arms up a bit and my beautiful wife materializes in front of me (only her head at first) and she bends down to indulge in passionate kissing with me for quite some time. The sense of touch is probably double that of reality and I am also amazed by the solid nature of her form.

This is followed by making love on the floor, from the side and from behind, but holding ourselves up with our left arms, in some sort of otherwise physically impossible situation (well, at least for me). During the climax, I notice (as I have in several other dreams) that my wife has sparse reptilian scales around her hips and bordering the small of her back, which does not bother me. However, I soon take this into a forced scenario out of habit, relating to what I feel happens often in non-lucid dreams; that is, the dreamer forcing certain possible conflicts possibly regarding a need for increased “pulsing” energy as such for whatever reason (again, for example, maintaining the knowledge but vague memory that I was solely the one that instigated my own chase dreams even with dinosaurs following me, just to experience the event, although most people do not seem to remember the event horizon of when they planned this themselves, so thus you have people that believe in demons or similar entities - the case seemingly being that a particular section of memory was lost).

My dream is not “fooled” though and I am too vividly integrated with my dream’s environment to be absentmindedly a “victim”. When I try to force a negative association for a dramatic movie-like scene, I illogically in the past tense speak to my wife, saying, “You had scales!” but she just cheerfully lightly laughs and shakes her head and levitates a bit from the floor, “rolling about” in midair and lowering herself again. I ask her “Why did you have scales?” and then I feel idiotic since it was me that gave her the scales in the first place. I try to get her to appear more aggressive, but that fails and she becomes about ten years younger and we make love again, “rolling around” in midair, at times like mists with various tendrils but I also become aware of where I am in reality.

An odd false awakening occurs. I am in the computer room in Wavell Heights though the setup and room layout is different. My dream is almost as vivid as my previous but I am no longer lucid. There is a closed window near where the printer is. The printer seems more like an oversized typewriter. There are also what seem to be kitchen features in the room, including a faucet over the top of the printer (seemingly on the window sill as was strangely the case in our Clayfield apartment’s kitchen). I absentmindedly turn the faucet on (it is more to the right), realize that the printer is then filling up with water (almost in the manner of a sink) and then turn it off. The physical sensations of doing this are greatly enhanced and I briefly contemplate that real life is not this “close” in the sense of touch but do not become lucid again. Once again I catch myself having turned the faucet on in the semi-dark room. I again turn it off just as the water starts spilling over the top of the printer a bit. It then sits there still full, like a full sink, and I am contemplating when it could be used again. I then finally notice that the printer is plugged in, so I remove the cord from the printer itself, which is higher up on the front instead of the back area (this is likely because the back of my desk in reality is open to the path into the room as if it was the “front”). I then go to tell my wife about the event, planning on asking her to help with getting the water out of the printer by using cups, though this does not seem feasible. I do not think turning it upside-down would be a good idea, though.

There is another false awakening, this one more intense, but ending up as some sort of parody of people who preach about the end of the world. Having heard about the supposed approaching “end of the world” in virtually endless scenarios since I was very young, any emotional impact or credibility has dissolved. I am watching a set of four smaller televisions in a column in an extended part of a doorway. Each television has the same show but with slightly different timing (this is based on a real-life event of years ago, where I was changing channels and noticed the same religious show on two different channels but one about a minute ahead of the other and I played around, sometimes getting unintentionally funny phrases with each switch over).

There is a chubby preacher ranting before a live audience, loudly asking “What if the world ends tomorrow?” and he keeps repeating this for a short time with a terrified look on his face. I notice red flashing lights and other people crying out including a few from the choir on the stage. It almost seems possible that the world could end tomorrow but I do not feel afraid. However, he then shouts “What if the world ends the day after tomorrow?” with an even more terrified visage. This does not seem to make much sense as that would be one day later and less to worry about for a short time. However, he keeps going on like this, with his emotional anticipation illogically inverted, going into more and more preposterous and loud unrestrained queries such as “What if the world ends the day after the day after the day after three weeks from tomorrow?” seeming more and more alarmed each time, the longer the potential “doomsday” is from then - completely senseless. The audience keeps gasping and crying out to everything he says. I stand there in disbelief until my dream fades with a strong and clear attitude that it does not even matter if and when the world ends - why keep theorizing as such? This last false awakening seems vaguely influenced by the last scenes from “The Blob” (1988 version) - seen the evening before - where the traumatized preacher is shown as having the power to “end the world” from a piece of the life-form he has in a container.

23:49 bedtime

00:00 2015-01-21

A number of dreams, didn't record, still catching up on sleep

06:14

+ monitoring some countdown across parallel screens high up from the ground; they say don't eat the green pizza (I ate it anyway)

+ (f) (brother in law and sister at concert?)

+ fight! chrome-mirror armor black fins morph inside; disarm woman, partner and I fight her

It starts with a close up view of my (guy) partner's armor: I see the chest and shoulders. It is full-body plate mail that is so shiny and reflective that it looks like polished chrome. It has a lot of (blackish) wavy/frilly ornamentation/fins on it near the joints. These "fins" are a disadvantage in battle since the opponent could use them to get a grip on you. So in preparation for the battle, I observer as the armor morphs, "sucking in" the fins inside the armor and closing the gaps so that only shiny chrome remains. This happens 3-4 times.

Then the battle begins. It's me and armor-guy against a woman. As soon as the "go" signal is given I instantly bat my hand at the woman's weapon and disarm her. We are fighting on the outside of some sort multi-story structure with many different platforms of elevation. Her weapon goes clattering down to the "moat" around the structure on the ground, I jump/fly down to pick it up to make sure she remains unarmed.

The partner amor-guy is pommeling the woman and gets her "down to 3 hit points" left, at which point she inexplicably recovers and goes on the offensive.

06:18 back to sleep

06:47 can't sleep, wife's snoring/breathing loudly, get up go to kitchen, drink milk, work on laptop/chat a bit with Sensei

I'm really upset that I can't sleep. I'm missing the best REM of the day! But I start to feel tired eventually then decide to rush to bed before it gets too late. Wife is still a bit noisy and traffic is starting outside for the morning rush but I feel tired and I aim directly for sleep and I fall asleep in just a minute or so.

In fact, this may be an ideal wake/sleep pattern on days when I can sleep in. If I had tried MILD I may have had a good shot at lucidity since the dreams were fairly aware. But I was so concerned about getting to sleep that I just aimed directly for instant unconsciousness, and I nailed it.

08:27 back to bed

10:42

+ adventure with guy with power shoes who can enter pictures, I show him the power can work even without pictures

He finds these magical shoes, I'm walking around with him and look at pictures/scenes with roman-looking column work. I'm telling him that he can use the power without needing images, it's up to his imagination.

+ wife chastises son S2, he's with his GF and one guy friend, they give wife nasty look, his GF writes me a message

My son is playing a video game with his girlfriend and another friend. My wife chastises him for wasting time, they stop and come out of the room, his girlfriend gives my wife a nasty look. I receive an (email?) from her and read it, it has something like she really likes fathers that "….???…" I think about this message later on in the night and wonder if she "liked" me.

+ see son S2 in small room with another girl, playing with animals, I enter, play with animals, huge black bear outside room wearing a gas mask

I see my son S2 in a little play house in a room, with another girl, and they're playing with some animal. I go in and look at the animal (like an otter?). Then it's a sort of a dog, and I'm taking off some underwear with scratch mark/poo on it, and the dog gets its nose tangled in the underwear smelling it, and I'm trying to get it away from the dog thing when I glance to the left and THERE'S A HUGE BLACK BEAR sitting just outside the playhouse. I think "oh man I'm a goner." The little playhouse will crumple with a single touch of this massive bear's giant paws, then this huge bear will surely maul me. I see wavy like white things where the claws should be. I think of my pepper spray and start to take it out of my bag to try to scare away the bear by spraying its face, then I get a better look at its face (it's wearing a hood?), and I see IT'S WEARING A GAS MASK! Argh, there's no hope. Some point later I'm outside the play house and the bear is reduced to the size of a small stuffed animal.

+ waiting to go to toilet in middle of room, more cleaning women just keep entering, shoo them away, room bounces on waves

I walk into a room, it's a fairly large indoor room, in the middle of the room on a sort of a raised platform is a toilet. There is some writing on the closed lid of the toilet and I'm walking around the toilet to try to read it. There are also some red "alignment marks" on the closed lid, and there are matching red alignment marks on the floor. Cleaning woman come in from a staff room to the side and tells me that I need to stand on the red floor marks to use the toilet. I tell her I understand this and I'm trying to read the writing on the lid. I'm walking around the toilet waiting for the cleaning people to leave so I can pee. More and more cleaning women come in. After waiting for a while I tell them in a foreign language, "I NEED TO USE THE TOILET." Most leave to the utility room except one. I can't wait so I whip out the thang and start to go, but now I'm standing not over the toilet by in an area closer to the windows and this utility door. I imagine she may get a peek at my (ahem). It's out and I see it, longer than waking (woohoo). The entire room/building starts rocking violently up and down like it's riding on waves, and I look up and out the tall glass wall windows (dream sign) out on to a lake. I think big waves come in from that lake and cause this entire building to move like this (I don't see any waves on the lake though).

+ see stunning topless masseuse/escort walking outside going into another building, building a rug store

I'm walking outdoors towards an entrance to a fairly large high-tech style building. A woman has left a door to my left and is also heading for the same entrance as me, our paths will intersect at the door we're heading for and she's on my left. I notice she's a stunningly beautiful young lady and her top is entirely open and her lovely breasts are completely exposed. I imagine she works in a masasge/escort spa and is on break, and that she doesn't care if she's exposed.

I enter the building and a large store within the building. I glance at another naked young woman who's running by, and see her (fairly small) breasts and also her exposed v-jay. I enter an opening in a railing to the (checkout area?) of this store. I glance behind me and see a man doing remodeling work in a large enclosed store-within-the-store and think this will be a rug factory/store, and they'll have trouble because there's already another rug store in this complex.

+ altercation with annoying guy in aerobics class who taunts me

I'm in an aerobics class. The teacher and the students are all shuffling to the left, then come back shuffling to the right. I'm standing in place because I think this shuffling is stupid. I'm standing, with my legs spread out and leaning far forwards doing a stretch. The class moves around me, and some guy behind me starts taunting me about the fat around my ankles (!). I stand up and face him, he continues to insult me, and I respond with some insults to him (forgot the dialogue), at some point I push him down(?).

+ kissing a girl

Quick kiss at first, she's responsive, I go for more lips action, get lucid as I wake up moving my lips?

+ surprised by old house cleaner woman who slept on couch, enter garage girl's passed out, she's naked, I carry her to the bathroom in my arms, have some fun

I'm striding in to the kitchen of my prior adult house (I recognize the location only after waking up). As I pass the opening to the family room on the left an older woman quickly strides out of the family room into the kitchen ahead of me. She's wearing a (pink?) robe and looks like she's wearing rollers in her hair and looks like she just woke up. I'm a bit surprised/startled at her presence, I think the's the cleaning/helper woman and she must have arrived last night and spent the night. I glance to the left into the family room and notice a makeshift bed set up on a couch. We both go to the garage door and open it. Standing immediately inside the door with her face pointing to the right is some other woman. She looks stunned/woozy. She immediately falls forward flat on her face onto the ground behind the washer and dryer, she's passed out. I'm trying to pick her up. I eventually get her in my arms with her head to the left and her feet to the right.

Spoiler for sexually explicit:

I notice she's naked. I'm a bit concerned about the other woman but I get bold and forget about her and think this is a great opportunity. The woman I'm now holding seems extremely attractive, with really beautiful breasts. I cup her left breast fully in my left hand (while still carrying her) and it feels FANTASTIC, firm yet soft, amazing, I really like this. I take her to the hallway bathroom (to rouse her in the shower?) and I notice we're alone there. I'm still carrying her and standing directly in front of a large, wide, tall mirror which seems to be the shower door. Nobody has followed us, again I think this is a great opportunity, and spread the girl's legs widely and get a perfect view in the mirror. I reach down and rub her v-jay briefly, I get concerned she may wake up and remember so I stop (and cup her breasts once more?)

then wake up.

After doing WBTB (Wake Back to Bed), my mind is consciously awake, but my body is asleep. This can be very boring while in the ‘void’ patiently waiting for the next lucid dream to start. Sometimes this can last up to an hour before a dream finally kicks in. Sometimes there’s hypnogogic imagery, occasional voices, but for the most part it’s dimly lit nothingness, and it’s challenging not to slip into unconsciousness. I’ve recently discovered that it’s possible to engage the void, and make it a pleasant experience. For me, the void can basically become a dream without vision, but you have touch and sound. Here’s what happened:

I had just finished a lucid dream where I was at a very scenic boardwalk enjoying the ocean and having an evening walk, and then the dream faded and I was back in ‘the void’ waiting for the next lucid dream to start. After about 10 or 15 minutes in the darkness I heard some people talking, and I recognized one of the voices! It was my daughter’s! I tried to call her name, but nothing happened, and it felt as though if I had tried any harder, my physical body would have spoken. If my physical body spoke, or moved, I would slip out the void and physically woken up. I could still hear my daughter talking to somebody, so I decided to relax and calm myself into the twilight zone of slipping into unconsciousness. Then I said my daughter’s name, and it worked! My daughter quickly replied by saying, “Dad?”

She then sang me a brilliant song that lasted about 30 seconds, ‘a jingle’. I told her it was a beautiful song! Then she came and hugged me. I couldn’t see anything in this state of lucidness, but I could feel her hugging me, and I was able to talk to her. I hugged her back and told her I love her. She jokingly said, “Dad, we have to stop meeting like this or people will start to talk!” I then said, “Daughter, we simply need to be together every night while I dream until we’re together again. A father and daughter can’t be separated.” I slipped deeper into unconsciousness and I found myself fully lucid back at the boardwalk again. I was still talking to my daughter, but she was now a small sphere of light, the size of a ladybug stuck to the side of a weathered wooden wall. I told her again I love her, and that we simply need to be together. She then vanished, and I continued my evening walk along the boardwalk. Shortly thereafter I lost my lucidity and continued in regular dream mode. I don’t remember what happened after that, but I did end up back in the void again, and then I had a pontoon boat LD which I’ll journal later

In this dream I wasn’t lucid, but I thought it was an awesome synchronicity/confirmation that there is validity behind dreams. Here’s what happened:

In this non lucid dream I was at work, and a co-worker came up to me and gave me a phone number to call. I asked her to repeat it please because I didn’t catch it. Then the numbers appeared in front of me, and it looked like how they display lottery numbers. Well lit numbers were floating in the air right in front of me. It read 888-####. I immediately woke and wrote the numbers down in my dream journal. I figured, “Yes, I’ve been given some winning lottery numbers!” I interpreted this dream incorrectly.

A couple of days later we received a phone call on my wife’s cell. She said, “Somebody is calling me with the number 888-####. Should I answer it?” I immediately said, “Yes, answer it!”, because I remembered the #’s from my dream. It was Vice Principal of my daughter’s high school calling us on her cell. BTW – I had no prior knowledge of the VP’s cell #. She asked if we’d like to come and meet with an Interior Designer to review a design proposal for a ‘legacy wall’ for my daughter who had passed two years ago. We went to the school and reviewed the design, and it was way beyond our dreams, it was truly a great tribute to her life. Before we left the VP came up to me and said, “I wanted to call you, rather than you having to call us regarding the generous donations to the memory of your daughter.” It was a very emotional visit.

00:07 bedtime

Lots of dreams during the night -- just interested in catching up on sleep, and it got really cold (-12C) during the night, so with the exception of the below dream which I particularly spent effort on recalling they all evaporated . But this was a pretty awesome dream with fun flying so it's OK.

08:40

+ (mini-epic) flying speed control lessons with superman (fists [medium], flat hands [top speed], arms down [slow]) then lots of practice

I'm (DO?) following cars down a highway, they're testing steering control during heavy ABS usage, how well the cars and veer left and right under full ABS heavy breaking, and how fast they can stop. I feel like I've forgotten something at home so I tell the others I'm going to fly home to get it.

I turn to the right and take off into the air. I decide to try flying this time with my arms at my sides, it works fine. I'm heading up in to the (B?) hills and there are a fairly large group of people at the top of the hill, I do no want to give away my presence/flying ability to them so I bank to the left, there are still some people there but fewer.

I'm on the (back steps of my childhood home by the top near the garage?) I'm standing with two (?) people, one is a girl, I'm talking about a (different?) girl and I'm feeling a bit leery about giving away my identify (as superman?). As we're talking I'm doing something with (putting a shoe in and out?) a (tree stump? / hole?)

I go up to the street and start flying, superman is with me and I ask him about speed control. He shows me that you can modify your speed setting by the gesture you make with your hands. I wonder about punching the arm forwards but he doesn't mention that.

Closed fists mean medium sped, open flat hands mean full high speed, and (arms at the side?) means low speed. I try both fists and open hands and do experience a speed difference.

We're flying very low over the roofs of the neighbor's houses (G and M's house probably) in face my waist bag/belt buckle is scraping along the roof of one house, and we (land/appear) on the lawn. There's some contractor there complaining that we busted the <something>. I know our guy can build a better <something> and I see him working on it. It ends up being a small square (about 1 foot square) piece of wood with smaller pieces of wood that have been attached perpendicularly to the plane of the square piece and sawed off and sanded down.

As we're walking away from this area we pass a table with a lot of muffins on them. My attention is grabbed by a quite large "strawberry muffin" that has different cake colors on it but most importantly a section with pink cake with red chunks like a red velvet muffin and I reach for this and so does some body else, and I yell "Get the FUCK off my strawberry muffin!"

We do some more flying and and up in an open outdoor area. I've lost track of superman and say "OK, where's flyboy?"

I look over a railing down a hill and think about flying down there.

Lots of flying moments with fists and open flat hands working on speed control.

Went to bed at about 23:15, stayed conscious for quite some time looking at HI and then drifted. At 05:00, WBTB for 15 min and again, stayed conscious by observing the random HI. I didn't sleep well and at some point around 06:30 I was again awake and observing HI. I noticed that images were steady and quite clear - one particular image (a glass) was crystal clear and steady as I looked at it for a few seconds. Still I felt quite clearly my body in bed. At that point, I imagined lifting-flying, and I felt a strong pushing sensation and I was thrown out of bed in my dream body - standing but without sight. I am amazed - I finally did it again- and I opened my eyes with my hands - knowing that I am in fact in bed - so these must be my dream eyes. It felt as if I opened my real eyes and I am now in a room. My eyes still have some black texture but I imagine it go and it dissolves!
My wife is there and tries to get me back to sleep but I kiss her and go to another room. I try to lock the door but the key is at the wall side and it is useless.

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It's an old aristocratic house and I go out to the balcony - opening the door normally without any problem. Now I am at the balcony with seats and a table - like a Cafè - and the dream is very stable and clear. I am so happy! My wife comes out and tries to convince me that if I fly I will fall! I try to levitate at the balcony without much success. Nevertheless I wait patiently - according to my plan - for levitation to happen. Now there is a green grass field just below the balcony (a few seconds before there was a street) and it's day and nice, sunny weather.

(Without the buildings in the back)

I jump down at the grass, run and jump high and try to fly. My jump is quite big but I fall back to the grass - on my back. I then feel being pulled and I am pulled backwards - my feet touching the grass. The idea strikes me that a square parachute is pulling me, so I grab the imaginary controls and I take of - always backwards - with ease! Nothing appeared in my hands, nevertheless the control was real and very accurate! I easily floated up - backwards - and flew with perfectly clear view of the ground, maneuvering easily my flight - backwards. I was over an old town with lots of grass and a castle.
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I flew towards the castle and at some point I pulled hard on one of the controls and turned around - flying straight now! I now enjoy my flight very much, because using the parachute controls, I have near-perfect control over my flight! I fly low between the houses over the street, gain altitude again and enjoy flying over the rooftops with perfect clarity, making dives and gaining height again! It's SO cool and nice! Best flight of my lucid life!

At some point, I reach the end of a cliff and I let myself free-fall there to see what will happen. I fall and just land normally at the bottom, between some old traditional homes. I walk down the road when I remember the fireworks ToTM. I imagine that after the road corner, there will be fireworks ready to be ignited. I imagine them vividly over a red car that is half-hidden at the corner and walk there to find some strange looking fireworks over the car hood. They looked rather like paper christmas trees, yellow in color - I have to say that they were just as I imagined them - my initial imagination was incorrect.

(Sort of... Actually all-paper and no texture)
Immediately they ignite and burn down without going in the air... I imagine some more in a box that I am holding and take out 2-3 more. I get some matches (they are broken) and I manage to lit them, but again they burn down without lifting in the air... At that point the dream becomes unstable, I am surrounded by some kids and the fireworks burn down attached to a wall - and not the red car. Then, I wake up feeling very very happy - I had a great flight!

P.s. The next day I went down with high fever and was barely able to move - until now, so I transfer this with 3 days delay!