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Morning of September 30, 2014. Tuesday.



This was a very long and epic dream, but with only a few clearer coherent parts left over.

I am traveling through time somehow for whatever reason. I am with my wife Zsuzsanna and several unknown friendly people, seemingly from different time periods, both from the past and the supposed future. It almost seems like some sort of “wagon train through time”, but also like a tourist excursion in some ways. In a way, this is literal for the time being as we actually are part of a large wagon train moving through the west, possibly in the 1860s.

There are about four or five wagons and several people walking or riding horses. At one point, a group of soldiers approaches us. They want some of our food to feed their own people. (This scene seems partly borrowed from “The Desperate Mission”, a 1969 television movie with Ricardo Montalbán - but it has not been that recently that I had seen it.)

We are somewhat hesitant to share our food but decide to do so to avoid trouble with the soldiers. The mood remains cheerful for the most part. At one point, I become aware of a large storage area which first looks like an outdoor “cellar” of some sort. I go down into it on my own and look around. There is one opening near one wall of this featureless underground room. I think that this might be a good place to stay for awhile as well as store our food and belongings for a time.

From this point, my dream takes on a very strange and intense vividness and perspective. Under the underground room I am in (which is mostly concrete or stone) is a huge structure supposedly built in the more distant past, possibly the late 1700s, and is apparently some sort of gigantic underground utility building (though I am uncertain if it was ever above ground) - perhaps once used for storing wheat or general supplies for a (unknown) community. It is like a huge three-dimensional mandala (facing upwards) of a fairly simple design. It is made out of thousands of thin boards and dowels as well as other lumber and seems mostly intact and creates the impression of a greatly enlarged wicker-like structure (almost like a greatly enlarged surreal Easter basket). I am able to look between parts of it, through a few different sections, and get the impression of an almost bottomless depth under it, into the darkness. The sight continues to fill me with awe and I wonder how people could have built this structure, especially underground and with apparently no stronger support (or places to stand on or be secured to while building) - even more-so, the fact there does not seem to be a foundation or “bottom” to it to hold up the rest over what otherwise seems a “bottomless pit” to possibly the core of the planet.

Eventually, it seems to be related to a portal into another time period and we are eventually in the 1950s. My two youngest sons are there and playing a cheap handheld game, apparently from the 2030s that I think is able to project a holographic gaming environment around the player, rendered at various levels of opacity and translucence. People from the 1950s, mostly younger people, do not seem to take notice to the anachronistic presence of other things from elsewhere including the wagon train outside the school-like building we are in. I am aware of a red Cadillac outside, which may be our new form of time travel somehow, with all the members of our “team” having one. (This is possibly an association with “Cadillacs and Dinosaurs”.)

My dream eventually decays into completely bizarre imagery. It relates to having watched the second movie in a series of three with the third supposedly being the strangest and the least-liked by the public. I seem to be watching part of it on the wall of the Cubitis living room to the right of the entry point into the hallway.

It is the image of an (unknown) male’s face (which actually appears in a row with at least five or six others above another row which shows the upper halves of bodies) except that his mouth is from an emoticon or more like a composite of a real mouth and that of an emoticon. It rotates clockwise (as if through a software process) from being a smile but stops before making a complete frown so that the mouth is then sideways. It is almost like a malfunctioning “slot machine” but of radial symmetry relative to the “mouth section”. During this time I contemplate why I am watching such an absurd movie with my youngest sons and probably will not watch the third in the series. This may loosely relate to having seen people use the wrong emoticon for the message they want to relate. For example, I have seen people use random emoticons without knowing the meaning, particularly the eye-rolling one. I have also seen strange characters that do not show correctly in my browser, which appear like pieces of slot-machine displays.

In this dream I live in a big two-story house with a decent amount of land; I believe it is quite a few acres. The land is full of big oak trees, pine trees, and grassy areas. There is this other two-story house probably 300 to 500 feet away from our main house. We own it as well, but it is abandoned. The front door is missing, and the minimal number of windows makes it look dark and creepy. The building has not been decorated. The walls are plain, or at least they were plain concrete-colored walls until some kids spray painted nearly every part of it. The paint wasn't art, as it mainly consisted of tags and other creepy phrases. Glass is shattered throughout the building, and many concrete blocks have been destroyed.
My friend, "Prez", is notorious for going there. He spends his time there with friends but he doesn't paint the place. I was looking at the building from my house, and my parents approached me. "I don't want you to hang out with him" They said. "He goes to the building." It feels like it's just another spot teenagers go to do teenager things and like we don't own it. Even though it's so close to my house, I've never been there. Even though it's so close to my house, so many kids hang out there, and so many illegal activities have been committed. I disregard my parents statements and hang out with Prez anyway. We are in the building and I take note of all the details of the place. The big ball-room like structure and all the glass shattered all over the place. I noticed columns holding the building have collapsed as well. We are in the eastern part of the building. It feels like this place is haunted.
After a while my parents arrive. They aren't happy I'm here. Meanwhile, as this is happening, I didn't notice it at the time, but the dreamscape changed. It was like I was in one of those 3D Modeling computer programs. That's the best I can explain it. The building was still there but it seemed like I was on a grid that was already designed but the background was all black. Anyway, my parents are here now and they are tired of kids coming here. They started coming up with ideas on how to stop this. The idea that they seemed to like the most was to make the place look less creepy. We painted the walls white, and painted cartoon suns on the walls too. Teenagers can't get the thrill of being in a so called "haunted" building when it's a lot brighter and there are cartoon pictures painted on the walls. Even though it was ours, they still wanted to avoid being seen by cops. We did this stealthily.

Dream - Lucid

I was waking up in what seemed to be my room at my house. It was dark and nighttime. I was looking at my dresser, and something seemed amiss. My TV wasn't there. I was dreaming!

I got pretty excited, because I knew it was the beginning of the dream. I had quite a bit of lucidity ahead of me. I went into another room, thinking as I went, trying to figure out what to do with my lucidity, when I remembered CanisLucidus's dare, or at least the first part of it, to make Mike, my spirit guide, appear. I was in the bonus room and saw that on the couch sat my parents. It was quite dark in the room, like it had been in my bedroom. My dad was smiling at me, sitting right in front of me, and my mom was next to him on the right. I wanted Mike to appear, so I decided to try the Canis approach to making people appear in his dreams. I turned around to face away from my parents on the couch and said to my dad
"You're going to be Mike!"
I had no idea if this was going to actually work for me, but I turned around and saw that he had, in fact, changed! He was an older, rugged-looking man with straight, slightly thinning and slightly whiting shoulder length red hair. The red seemed to be mostly closer to the tips. He also had a mustache and a small beard. Even though he (once again) looked different, it was definitely him.
"Mike!!" I said. I gave him a big hug.
"Where have you been?" I asked.
I don't recall his exact response, but he was telling me he had been busy doing other things. I kind of expected him to respond with something like "I've been here the whole time!" or something cheesy and predictable like that.

Mike then asked me if I wanted to see his world. Of course I said yes! I don't remember if there was a period of transport or not, but we were then there. We were outside. It was sunny and bright, and actually appeared to be quite Earth-like. There were humans like us walking around, quite a few in fact; we seemed to be in a town or neighborhood. I wonder what made this world different from Earth? I then thought that this was a very Earth-like planet, but it was in a different dimension. That made much more sense to me.

We then proceeded to go to his house. I was introduced to his mom, though I don't remember exactly what she looked like. I was a little nervous about meeting her since I was from such a different place and that I wouldn't know much about this place if she asked. We were in his house for a bit. It was easy to tell that he felt at home in this world. I felt like an outsider.

Then, I think we were outside again, and he was showing me some solar powered thing that charged when held under the sun. It may have been a cellphone, but at any rate, it was a small black device that looked similar to some cellphones. He was guiding me on how to hold it under the sun, telling me I did a good job when I figured it out. Well, there's one difference, more emphasis on solar energy. There were other slight differences, I knew there was, but I didn't know what they were yet.

Around this point, I also looked at some text on a sign that looked like it said "Kristia" or something like that. I looked away and back to find that it was now gibberish. The K was still there though. Yay for wonky dream text!

I was also remembering that I had another part of the dare to do, but everything was so fast paced, I couldn't seem to recall it. There was a brief point where I did, but Mike was in front of me walking, so I didn't ask and forgot about it.

We were then going around town, and his appearance kept changing, which is what he's good at doing. I'd look at him, and he'd look different, but still had something about his face that made me know it was still him. He, at one point, turned into this short, very dark Indian-looking woman with short black bobbed hair. He was next to me, then started to walk in front of me. I cannot recall where we were going at this point, all I know is that we were outside.

Throughout the dream, I had also been doing random finger count RCs to make sure I was going to stay in the dream, sometimes coming up with 6 fingers, but it was usually 5.

We were then sitting down somewhere. He was back to his form from the beginning of the dream, which was kind of a relief for me. I then really wanted to kiss him. I focused on his lips and leaned in. I closed my eyes, there was a slight delay on his end, but we kissed. I was concerned about my eyes being closed and how that could very well wake me. We kissed a couple of times before...

I opened my eyes and I was in my room...kissing my husband. Ha! Well that's good at least. I looked at my nightstand and saw that many of my things, my notebook, phone, DS, etc. weren't there, but were on the floor. I guess I somehow knocked them off the nightstand in my sleep. I asked my husband if I had been doing anything in my sleep, and he said I had been singing a song. Ha!

I then, at some point, figured out that I was dreaming again, and had had a FA. I found Mike again somehow, though I couldn't tell you where. I feel like we went back to his world for a bit, and we were talking about something when the dream finally ended for real.

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I was in high school band again. We were going to have to stay until after 10:30pm, which, in the dream, was when classes ended, for band rehearsal. I was complaining to my friends about it. We weren't happy about it.

I was then sitting with the other clarinet players in an arch in the front row of seats in the band room. We were trying out for chair placements. My band director played a scale on the clarinet he was holding and told us that was our tryout. God, I hadn't played a scale, or the freakin' clarinet, in forever. It was assumed I was going to go first even though I was sitting in the smack dab middle of the arch because of my last name. I said
"Don't look at me! I always go first!"
The attention was taken off of me. I looked at my mouthpiece to make sure my reed was placed on there correctly.

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I was about to walk into a classroom to watch some kids while the teacher was out. I wrote something on the floor right next to the inside of the doorway on the right in chalk, a couple of sentences that kids would write over and over again on the blackboard for getting in trouble, though I can't remember what the sentences were. I hoped that the teacher didn't expect me to write them over and over again on the blackboard.

I then was walking into the class. I walked in the front past the teacher's desk which was in the middle of the classroom. There was someone else in there at another smaller desk close to the end of the front. I started to think about how I would discipline a student who was doing something wrong. I looked to the blackboard and saw another, smaller board on it. I could make them write their names up there like I had to do when I was a kid, but I doubted that I could speak up enough to do this; I didn't want them to dislike me.

I was then putting cake donut holes in bags when the other person there asked me a question, asking me if I would do something, a hypothetical question. I said yes, I'd do it. She was shocked by my answer, but I had meant it in a different way than what she was taking it in, and I tried to explain myself to her. I was then putting dill pickle slices in one of the bags with the donuts. I had only put a few in there before I realized that was a terrible idea. I took them out, but there was still a little juice in there.

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I had a dream before my LD, but I was so excited about the LD that I completely forgot it! Still super stoked about seeing Mike again. It has been awhile!

Also, thank you Canis for (inadvertently) giving me a method of making DCs appear! Also, I completed half your dare. Does that count for anything? XD

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Morning of September 26, 2014. Friday.



I am in an unknown room in an undefined (only partly rendered) home. It does not seem familiar in any way (other than having a similar directional orientation relative to the front door as the Cubitis living room). I am aware that my wife Zsuzsanna is in another room to my right. There is a tall thin paper sack, with a rectangular bottom, near the corner of a wooden table in front of me. I do not question how it has been many years since I was near such a sack and how you do not really see them around anymore (at least not where I live).

When I touch it near the top to take it into the other room (where I believe Zsuzsanna is going to give it to someone unknown - I assume an older lady) it begins to quiver and the vividness and detail is extraordinary. I know immediately that there is a bird in the bag. The curious vibrations and papery sounds, almost like paper vibrating against a comb but quite augmented, flow into and through my right hand; a curious intense awareness, and almost, but not quite, trigger lucid contemplation or the potential of lucidity as such.

This concerns me though, as I question whether or not the bird can still breathe, so I look near the top where the sack has been scrunched together to keep it closed for the most part and see that there is a space for a small amount of air to get through. This seems satisfactory to keep the bird alive though I am still inclined to look inside this tall paper sack. Looking into the sack, I see a large but sickly quail lying on its side. I am somewhat concerned about how long it has to live. I think about the reaction of the unknown person in receiving this quail and whether or not it will thrive from here.

After a short time, this quail has somehow transformed into three, two of them quite healthy, but the original still a bit sickly. I do not contemplate how that happened, either. I sense that the original may still recover. The other two are standing upright on each side of the sickly one.

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Of the virtually endless connections and parallels with Zsuzsanna on two different continents until 1994, we also both raised quail for about six months when about the same age.

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Morning of September 26, 2014. Friday.



I am planning (in my dream state) on doing a “comic book page” of the most vivid version of my “The Pink Planet” dream due to its seemingly paranormal nature (relative to a number of things that are simply too complex to get into in writing). The concept of the “twin Earth” is not unique to this particular “dream universe” event, as it had come both long before and long after November 6, 1971. In one case, it was a “shadow planet” remaining on the opposite side of the sun. Taking a photograph of someone with green eyes (my wife has green eyes) and implementing the photographic negative, will cause the “pink planet” effect as well.

I have completed the page in real life, after this dream, and decided to put it in my tumblr journal assuming it will be large enough to display the writing. In my dream, are new facets of energy relating to a “remake”. The remake is based on some sort of overwhelming emotional nostalgia combining the present and the past. In “The Bermuda Depths” (which ties in with personal events and other connections), the ending shows the turtle that was small during the time that the male and female characters are together as children, except now it is a giant yet still has the initials on its back. In this dream, I see that my wife, as a child, is blowing soap bubbles into the sky, one lasting longer than would be typical - the surface of the bubble reflecting Australia as it travels skyward. It grows larger and larger and “returns” as the “pink planet”, still with the residual reflection of Australia to “inform” me that she is on “the other side”.

This layer was not extensively referenced in 1971 or earlier. I have done a lot of research on causal patterns relating to my main “pink planet” dream. Doing this sort of thing is almost like a sort of meticulous “surgery” to try to piece together how my mind is able to combine so many layers into one to manifest this type of dream. Much of this I have documented before many times. One reason is that certain dreams have earlier “prototypes”, become the main experiential dream in terms of residual focus to recur or “reset” (often in “mid-dream”), and are often followed by a lesser “sequel” or with partial parallels (especially when growing up), sometimes broken up into less noticed nuances a year or more later. It would not surprise me at all to learn if some people had the same “key” dreams, thousands of times, throughout all their lives, without remembering a single instance of the more important layers. In fact, I have actually seen plenty of evidence of this online, but will not go into it here.

Firstly, this was during the time when “Pepto-Bismol pink” showed up in my dreams at least once a month or so - and in such cases, I even curiously reflected on this as the color in-dream, yet it still did not result in any trigger of lucidity. As before, I can argue whether or not my dream would have been the same had I not taken Pepto-Bismol. I also believe there was an influence from volume 16 of the Young People’s Science Encyclopedia which I had at the time. The cover shows pink clouds with a man hovering over a sphere and another one shown in the distance as shown in the image of the cover.



Comic strips the eve before personally showed the usual odd synchronicity. Nancy “blows her breath” into a balloon to (sarcastically) “save her breath”, which is shown as a sphere, an act similar to blowing soap bubbles as in my dream. The other is Snuffy Smith where the two primary female characters look at a crystal ball covered with snow - this of course influencing the idea of the top being the “North Pole” were it to be a subtle symbol for Earth.

Finally, as the most obvious cause in 1971 (at least on this date) was that I had seen “When Worlds Collide” (from 1951) 11:30 at night (on “Shock Theatre” on channel 13). I then watched about seven minutes of “I Walked with a Zombie” (from 1943), the second feature, but was too tired to stay awake and had already seen it a couple times by then. My 1971 dream likely started from around four in the morning at the latest, three-thirty at the earliest.

Were it not for pop culture continuously shuffling me along and giving me “clues”, I may likely have still found my soulmate. The amusing “go to Japan” in-dream aspect as mentioned before, again was accurate, as that is where the airplane landed prior to reaching Australia, something I do not think I could have even subliminally known as a child.

These are a few of the dreams that I've had over the past couple weeks

dream 1:
The dream started with a false awakening. I wandered over to the bathroom, it was very dark. I had a feeling I was in a dream when I opened my eyes and still couldn’t see. I started to float above the ground and I floated right on through a window to get outside. It was really dark, I couldn’t see anything. I waited patiently. Suddenly everything became bright and I was standing in the driveway outside my house. I looked around and the world was what I would describe as surreal high definition. I could see every blade of grass and every leaf on the trees above me swaying in the breeze. I remembered that I wanted to summon dreamer. I looked around and said, “Oh, so you’re behind that tree EH DREAMER?” I went behind the tree and there was nobody there. I looked around again and said, “Oh, I get it, you’re behind me! NICE TRY< HA”. I spun around and she wasn’t there either. I wasn’t about to give up yet, I said, “Ohhh you’re down the street walking towards me”. I flew up above the trees and saw her, walking down the sidewalk.

I flew over and landed beside her. I was surprised at how much she looked like dreamer. Almost identical, except that her hair was blonde instead of purple. I made a big grin and said, “Dreamer!!!” She walked over and gave me a hug, and then immediately turned around to leave. I said, “Wait, don’t leave yet”. I made music start playing from the heavens. “Let’s dance first”. I grabbed her hand and she assumed the proper waltz positioning and I was not about to have some super formal dance. I grabbed her by the waist and spun her, lifted her up into the air and she laughed a little. I twirled her around and dipped her and we did all kinds of crazy moves with my awesome dance skills.

After a while it started to get dark. I sat down on an upward slanted driveway and looked up at her. I asked her, “Did I scare you?” She turned away, nodded, and said, “Yes, the sister thing…” I interrupted her, “I didn’t mean it like that, it wasn’t even the whole truth”.
“What do you feel then?” She asked.
I responded, “I like you, I like you a lot, and I’m really glad that we met ”.
After a short pause, she responded, “Thank you for telling me the truth”.
We walked down the sidewalk together. It was really dark now and the only light came from the houses around us. We got to my driveway and she said to me, “Let’s sit down and I’ll take you with me”. I assumed she meant out of the dream. We sat down together and looked up at the night sky. The music was still playing. I made fireworks start to go off. Streaks of red, blue, green, silver, and gold exploded across the sky. Little kids ran down the street, laughing while they chased each other with sparklers.

dream 2:
The earlier part I can remember, I was on a quest to find dreamer. I remember that I was traveling through space/time to find her. I ended up in the 60's or 70's, in a room filled with hippies. They had a huge bowl of weed and they were smoking. They tried to get me to smoke with them but I refused, because I was on a quest. So I jumped through space/time again, riding the waves of eddie van halen's guitar riffs. They were silver and they flowed with his music.

This time I ended up in a room with some people from my past. I had a conflict once with one of the guys that was there. He tried to sell me some acid for 5$ I think? I don't remember that well now. I just remember that he got upset and threatened to raise the price because he didn't like me. I bought it and put it in a freezer and then he was getting ready to fight with me. Another person from my past that I was once friends with joined him and they were going to try to beat me up. I tried to calm them down, because I didn't want to hurt them . I decided that it would be okay if they could pretend to fight me. So they pretended to punch me and beat me up like we were professional wrestlers. After awhile they felt better and that was good. So I continued on my quest!

I walked through a door and it teleported me to dreamer's room. Except it wasn't a room. It was outside in nature, on top of a cliffside. There was a long piece of outstretched bark that had a poem written on it. I don't remember exactly what it said but I thought it was pretty neat in the dream. I looked over and saw dreamer standing nearby, but I couldn't exactly see a physical appearance it was just a field of energy sort of. I walked over to her and gave her a big hug and it felt quite nice.

dream 3:
I had become lucid at the end of a dream. It ended before anything cool could happen, so I waited in the darkness for another dream to begin. The dream started in a shopping mall. I was sitting on the floor of a store, leaning up against a wooden wall. I got up and knew that I wanted to summon dreamer. I started looking around for her when I saw someone with purple hair and purple clothes. I looked closer and it was some asian girl in a wig. I noticed that there were a lot of people wearing this uniform of purple clothes and a purple wig. They were dreamer's fans. I asked one of them where dreamer was. She responded, "I Don't know...you look like trouble". Then she took off to report back to the boss. I followed her and grabbed the back of her shirt so that I wouldn't lose her. She led me to a store that had purple light inside. They had just released something fantastic and world changing. The DC in the purple wig walked up to dreamer, who was sitting high up on a shelf. I moved past the purple wig DC and walked up to dreamer. I asked her what she was doing all the way up there and she ignored me. I started to climb up to get to her and she turned into a cloud of purple smoke and then went into a handheld machine that looked like a gameboy. I turned on the device and some text moved across the screen. I woke up.

dream 4:
The earlier lucid part that I can remember, I was sitting in a room with myself as a kid and as a baby. I was staring at a TV for some reason when I realized that this was probably the worst way to possibly spend a lucid dream. I walked over to the little kid version of me and asked him if there was anything that he wanted to tell me. He said, "Where are the nerds at?!" I was pretty disappointed with that answer. I asked him again, "Is there anything that you want me to know?" He started talking about the nature of identity and love and I was getting really into it when the baby version of myself pushed a button on the ground and the little kid version of me sort of faded away slowly. I was a little upset and so I picked up the little baby me and it started to turn into an evil baby dc with magic powers. I tried to restrain it but it escaped from my grasp and ran under a blanket where it disappeared. The blanket went flat. I walked away, I didn't want to mess with such a potentially scary DC. I went outside by floating up and through some glass. I hit the glass and couldn't get through the first time I tried. I imagined that I was transparent and half phased into another reality. Tried again and I went right through the window. I floated a little too far though and started to move into a neighbor's house. I re-solidified my body but my thumbs were trapped in the neighbor's blinds so I had to break them off my hands. I remembered that I wanted to summon dreamer.

I did my thing and looked down the street and I thought I could see her coming towards me on a bike. I noticed that she was riding with a pack of other girls and they were all in their teens (including dreamer). I wasn't very satisfied with that. She turned into me. Weird. I focused on her energy and imbued the DC that was now me with that energy. The DC started to slowly changed. First all of it's hair fell out and the face started to transform. It wasn't a very pretty sight so I looked over at the teenage girl DCs to see what their problem was. They didn't seem very nice at all. I looked back and the transforming DC was now almost Dreamer. Her purple hair grew out of her head until it was a proper length and I was quite satisfied. The sun had almost completely set at this point.

I walked up to her and touched her forehead with mine. My lips brushed against her upper lip, and then her cheek. I kissed her. We started walking down the street to get to the main road. I remember that she asked me why I looked so tired. I told her that I was about to wake up, I couldn't stay in the dream for much longer. We got to the road and it was night time. The sky was mostly clear with a few clouds here and there. There was a small sleigh on the road that had a toy santa sitting on it and a couple of stuffed toy reindeer. I thought about using that for flying into the sky when I saw a much bigger one appear next to me with more toy reindeer and no santa. We started to climb onto it when it took off. We weren't completely on it yet so we were clinging to the back, trying to hold on as it flew into the sky. Woke up. So close to something awesome Oh well, next time!

Today I had a fairly interesting dream in which I even became lucid! What a darn fuck I've been awakened to instead waste more life, time and health in the company... Anyway,

I was in some rather huge complex which was located in the sky, far above the clouds. It might've been roughly inspired by a documentary about the Sony center in Berlin I saw yesterday in the company. The construction largely consisted of mostly golden metal strands, with mostly glass and/or transparent materials for grounds and walls, so the clouds could be permanently seen from anywhere. I remember there was some event going on, and for some reason Sasuke could be heard, expressing his hate for purposeless people. I was distrusting the elevators I used and eventually one elevator stopped one level below the place I wanted to go out on, just that there was nothing there yet, so as the doors which were transparent anyway opened I looked down onto clouds and a long fall. I was somewhat scared (not much though) and then the elevator started dropping. It was a really long fall though, so there was plenty time to stop it, and I was talking about fixing it with some voice, and eventually it was fixed in time.

I already was close to the ground where an astonishingly awesome panorama greeted me. It was rendered at first in the old FF8 style, I was probably on some cliff, close the ocean. Ahead of me was a big yellow platform on which I controlled some characters in FF8 style, I think there was another platform behind it, smaller and slightly to the right. Further ahead was either another island or a part of the one I was standing on, connected through the land I saw at the edge of my vision to the left. My vision also seemed to be wider than in real life. Where the beach of the opposite piece of land would've been was a stone construct with water pools and creeks, with repeating patterns.

I've been taking in the awesome sight which grew increasingly realistic, making me lucid by sheer awesomeness and feelings!

My fear from the situation with the elevator before turned to its opposite and I jumped down the cliff, gently gliding, until the alarm wakes me midflight...

I was dreaming about Harry Potter I was at Hogwarts and at one point I realized I must be dreaming and closed my eyes and reopened them. I kept telling everyone, "I'm not a witch, I'm an angel." I was with a group and we were on a high up roller coaster, it was terrifying. Then I separated myself from them after a female witch tried to talk to me and tried to get me to become a witch, but I lost her, and was outside and there was a staircase like the outdoor staircase in Pittsburgh, and someone said I'll find Damon for you because they thought I love him, but I said, "Aaron Dottle is my soulmate" and walked down the staircase and got away from them. I saw greenish purple round circular castles. I somehow found my friend Halley Katz and thought God said to the back of my mind, "Find someone you love". And me Halley and one other person smoked weed together in a dirt area under a bridge I think. One person smoked a joint and I smoked a bowl first I did it wrong put the bowl in my mouth then turned it around and smoked it right. I took two hits once with the lighter the first time it was already going so I didn't need to use the lighter. Then a person was trying to attack us. It was scary and there was much more to the dream I just forget about it. It was at the staircase that I became lucid, but I lost the lucidity later in the dream. I felt no affects from the weed, because I woke up right after smoking it.

Hello, I have two lucids dreams. to put in my journal and share with you all.
The first is pretty odd but short.

The day before the night I had the dream, I was biking back from a friends house, slightly toasted, .Anyway, I remember going down the main road on my bike, It was a gray sky, and I remember seeing a green Jeep go past me and thinking, Hmm that's a cool car.

Then, that night in my dream, the exact same thing happened. Then it occurred to me what if i'm dreaming. Then I thought of the possibility of a lucid dream. I got super excited and told my self to start biking faster and catching up with car. It definitely felt "Real" but when I got near the car black holes started to appear and I woke up.

I saw my literature book under my elbow, and the sky was nice and sunny. it couldn't have been earlier than 10 Am due to the position the sun was going through my window, I told myself holy shit, I just had a lucid dream, I can't wait to tell anyone. And feel back asleep.

Now whats really weird, is when I woke up again, the book was not even in my room, the sky was gray, and it was 8 24 am.

So I'm guessing I had a lucid dream, inside a regular dream? Because the 2nd dream didn't seem to have the same feeling as the lucid dream. and I definitely did not question if i was dreaming in that one.

Anyway, here is my second one, which lasted a lot longer.
(Sorry this is a long journal entry)

It has been about a month and a half since the dream I just told you about. Last night, I got somewhat baked again and meditated for quite a while. Practicing my chakras and yoga.

I went to bed and woke up in a dream. I was walking my dog down a long road. A road I am quite familiar with. I started to think. What If I am dreaming? I started to get tingly all around. The feeling you get before you go on a roller coaster. I told my self to try and fly. I concentrated. Low and behold I was flying maybe 3 feet of the ground about the pace of a jogger. It was crazy. What was weird was, my legs almost seemed to disappear, and I was just floating. I will admit there were occasional waves of fear. But the excitement kind of took over that. I started to walk again think HOLY SH!T, excuse my language earlier I am not too sure the rules on that,
I tried to fly again, but it wasn't working. So I took a jogging started and lifted off. The feelings were pretty dang realistic. I was almost numb, like my insides? but could feel everything. At the end of the road, my dad showed up and started yelling at my dog for jumping on him. It almost seemed like I lost the lucidity at that moment, because I couldn't seem or know to control things.

Well that's my first two experiences in this new awesome world. I'm just curious if anyone else experiences lucid dreams at a higher rate with Mary jane in your system. I hope no kids are reading this...

There was a boarding house in Paris, France. It was a very cute apartment and was very nicely decorated. And it was like right next to the Eiffel Tower. My mother was the owner of the boarding house, and I was part of the housekeeping team. My job was to go into all the different rooms and spray some chemical on the beds. Then in my spare time I went out and took photos of the Eiffel Tower.

I was cleaning the beds one day when I went into a room and found my mother talking to this young french lady. As I sprayed the bed, I listened in on their conversation. The french girl was telling my mother about a new exercise technique that she had invented. It involved taking the fat on your belly between two fingers and pinching it really hard for about half an hour. My mother was quite taken with this technique, and said she would give it a try. Then the girl told my mother that she had once had a record high of 520 dreams in a single night. Obviously my mind was blown and I thought to myself, "Wow, she must be an amazingly talented lucid dreamer! I wish I could do that!" I failed to do a reality check.

Then there was something about Jake the dog from Adventure Time going to an antique store. I was also for sale in the antique store, standing behind glass. This girl I like was looking at me, and coming up really close to the glass. Then I saw this huge monster walking around the store. It looked like an enormous hairy lemon with legs. These little girls thought it was funny, and ran around between his legs. Their hair tickled his underside and it angered him, so he grew these twig-like, flaky hairs out of the top of his head. They curved around over his body, and punctured his underside and grew back into his skin. So he was surrounded by this thick, woody shield that leaved only his two legs exposed. The girls couldn't tickle him anymore.

Then I was Oliver Twist, and I was being chased by Fagin through London. He eventually got worn out and laid down on a park bench and fell asleep. I went up slowly to him. He had a pet monkey that was sitting on his shoulder. I fed it some bubble gum.

Then I got back to my house. It was very late. My mother came up to me and said, "Hey, I let Fagin into the house". And I was obviously utterly shocked and outraged. But she assured me he wouldn't do anything, and that he was fast asleep. Then I asked my mom, "Why aren't you in bed?" And she said, "What? Good grief, I never sleep. I thought you knew that."

I saw myself in a mirror. My face looked basically the same, but the skin of my face was really really dry and peelly, and the skin of my face was flaking off and blowing away.

I was standing out in this big nature reserve by myself. There were lots pine trees and tall grass. Suddenly, this red car pulled up and a lady got out. She went over to a little hole in the ground, and she motioned for me to come nearer. She stuck her arm down into the hole and pulled out this huge angry venomous snake. She handed it to me and told me to put it in the back seat of her car. As I carried it over to her car, it kept trying to bite my thumb. I just tossed it into the back seat through the window. She continued to hand me snakes. We did this for a long time.

Then she put me in her car and drove me to my friend's house. In their sun room, she had a huge metal tank filled with snakes. Some had fur and were matted with blood. They were all alive and squirming around. There were hundreds of them. It was gross. She would hand me a snake's head, then she would grab its body and pull as hard as she could. The snake would stretch and its back would break and finally its head would rip off. She would then use their skins to make shoe leather.

I'm trying to fix a rather infuriating bug in a game prototype I'm working on.
Every time I run it through the debugger I get completely different results.
Even the code seems to change occasionally.

Eventually I realize that this is a dream sign and I try to increase my awareness.
A skype window pops up with a message from ~ Dreamer ~.
It says:

"I'm waiting..."

Oooooh. Did we want to meet on the beach tonight? Is ~ Dreamer ~ on the beach waiting for me?
I decide to go to bed immediately in order to attempt a WILD.
Surprisingly, I transition almost immediately, and find myself of the beach.

I remember to take a moment to stabilize the dream by going through all of my senses.
Wait... did I just attempt to WILD, even though I already knew that I was dreaming???
Well then... I'm off to a good start.

Anyways, I do feel that I am more focused now, so I begin my search for ~ Dreamer ~.
I start thinking about whether it is even possible for another dreamer to come to my beach.
It is a very private place after all, a place where I always feel safe.
But I decide that this shouldn't cause any problems.
After all I'm comfortable with the idea of her being here.

Unfortunately I can't find her, but I do see that there is another DC by the ocean.
Perhaps she has seen ~ Dreamer ~? I walk over to her in order to ask her.
As I get closer I notice that the DC has an interesting hair color.
It is bleached white with slightly lavender highlights.
Just as I arrive she jokingly says:

"You're late!"

What? Oh! Suddenly it becomes very obvious that she is in fact ~ Dreamer ~, not just a random DC that happens to be on the beach.
For some reason I assumed that she would have purple hair, so I didn't recognize her earlier.
I wonder why that is though. Usually I don't have any problems to recognize people in dreams, even if their appearance has changed.
She turns towards me, and I immediately notice her eyes.



Wow! Her eyes are so beautiful. I can almost feel the energy radiating from them.
She has had purple eyes in my dreams before, but they were never quite as vibrant as they are now.

"Hi?"

Oops, I realize that I haven't said anything yet. Instead I'm just staring at her eyes.
I feel a little awkward and somewhat anxious. I don't know what to say.
But then I remember reading that ~ Dreamer ~ has overcome such situations by getting naked.
I do like the general approach, but I'm not quite comfortable enough to just get naked.
Instead I decide to get reaaally close to her face and look right into her eyes.

"Have you seen your eyes? They are soooo purple."
"They are?"

She looks around for a moment and then uses her dream powers to pull some water out of the ocean,
and shapes it into a thin water mirror. It is still mostly transparent,
but the reflection is good enough to clearly see how vibrant her eyes are.

"Ooooh, I like it!"

"Hey Hyu. Tell me a trick?"
"A trick?"
"Yes! Like, a trick to improve lucidity!"
"Hmmm. Well, basically just engage all of your senses?"
"Yes, yes, I know that! Tell me an actual trick!"
"Oooh, I know! Take off your shoes!"

After a small pause she frowns a little.

"Why.... do you want to see my feet?"

Why did I say it like that?

"No... it's..."
"When you're barefoot, you are constantly engaging your sense of touch."
"You always feel the texture of the ground... like the softness of the sand."
"Basically it's similar to constantly touching everything you encounter with your hands."
"Ooooh, I see! Hahaha, that does make more sense than you revealing that you have a foot fetish or something. "
"Did I make you a little uncomfortable there?"
"It's fine... I'm just a little nervous."
"Don't worry, I experience that in my dreams as well."
"Yes, and then you get naked to..."
"... no, I mean... I'm not suggesting that you..."

We both have to laugh about the situation.
And then suddenly the laughter turns into a ring tone? What?

Aaand I wake up, because the alarm on my phone went off.
I'm annoyed because the dream was quite stable, I bet it could have lasted quite a bit longer if the alarm didn't go off.
But I remember the dream quite vividly, which is nice, and I journal it immediately.

After the fire-benders had taken over the world (I was zuko) I was angry at them, and announcing that I'd had enough of humanity and I was going to go rule the moon, I flew into the sky by shooting fire out of my feet. When I reached the moon, it was not actually the moon, but a colossal mass of house-sized asteroids averaging about 100 yards apart. One of them had an abandoned medieval tavern on it. There were no signs but I knew it was medieval based on the architecture. I found a single bottle of sake there. I went to another asteroid and found that there was a giant bag of candy sticking out of the side, but it was actually a candy shop. I ate some candy, and went to the top of the asteroid. There was a table with two people sitting at it. I was now "lucid dreaming", even though I really wasn't. I was unconscious but my dream self was allegedly "lucid dreaming". I started talking to these two people and it freaked me out that they were dream characters and I couldn't comprehend how they could be figments of my imagination, they seemed so real. So I asked if they were real people and they told me yes, they were real people somewhere. I recall one of them told me to do a reality check or something, so I was going to break my finger but he said that would hurt a lot because the dream was so vivid. And sure enough, it was extremely vivid. So he picked up a plate off the table and told me to throw it. I said "it will just keep going, it won't fall" probably because we were in space, but he told me that it would. I denied that, threw it, and it fell. Then he explained something about how that was how you could tell it was a dream. I asked if I would see him in real life after I woke up and he told me that we didn't know each other in real life, but we would meet again at "the core" after "everything collapses" (or maybe it was after "the universe collapses" but I'm not sure). I am not necessarily a believer in the dream plane or any of that spiritual stuff but I think it is possible. After all, they seemed EXCEPTIONALLY lucid and real for DCs.

(Hypnagogic Hallucination): So I slightly woke up into the state between asleep and awake sometime in the dark early morning, and heard my mom and half sister talking, then I started to hear my dad talking (my dad whom I haven't spoken to or seen in years and would like to keep it that way, so you can imagine how bizarre it would be to hear him talking in my house to my mom and half sister all chill like everything's cool) to my mom and half sister. This made me super confused, and the first thing my sister and I would do in such a situation would be confide in each other but I was way to drowsy to even get up so without even doubting that I had the ability I started to telepathically communicate to my sister who was sleeping in her room next to mine, I communicated to her a thought, but if I were to put it into words It was something like 'Do you hear this?' and she instantly communicated back to me into my knowing that 'something is wrong here'. (Then I instantly fell into sleep)

So later in the morning when I woke up fully I realized more fully what I did earlier, and waited for my sister to wake up to ask her if she experienced me communicating to her last night. When she woke up, she wanted to tell me about her dream she had, so I let her and I was gonna tell her about the telepathic thing after. She told me that she was having a nice dream until suddenly it was shot into a dream where we were in our old childhood bedroom sitting indian style across from each other. We both looked up at the same time, making perfect eye contact and we knew that something was wrong and that the door had to be locked. She jumped up and locked the door immediately. After it was locked we both heard our dad storming around and we made eye contact again because we knew he was coming and we knew locking the door was the right thing to do.

So my paranoid hypnagogic hallucination made me communicate telepathically to my sis while she herself was dreaming, which threw her into a nightmare on the topic I was communicating to her about I'm thinking....