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13/06/2014 - Nap after work:

.../I'm watching a TV-show which is about to find the 4 worse artistic performances of the week. It's a sort of a live show. The audience laughs with every presentation. At the end a woman's voice announces the new performers of the week and which one of them will succeed or could be in the next show. After a couple of blurry music performances, a guy covered in blood starts dancing some satanic rituals. I think perhaps this guy will be in the next show. Then she says something like: "...And now we'll present the new release from the band [She says the name of my former band], they are bringing their new material and it looks like they are going to be a great hit... or will they be in our next show?". I start to pay attention, wondering about their new sound and what have they done since my departure. A very interesting riff fades in. I'm amazed, thinking how the hell he can think those rhythms! The volume goes up and the riff is on my face! It's simply wonderful. I think this guy have talent. Then I start to wonder what could he do to get out of that riff and perhaps he will try to accelerate the rhythm. It changes into a speed riff which doesn't convince me. I think he did it again, lost the feeling trying to impress with flaw speed riffs. I turn my back while the music fades out/...

* I wake up with the first riff looping in my head when I notice that it's something I don't know. I first record the melody with my cheap voice recorder. Then I wonder how it goes in the guitar. I have to tune it in C. Then I decide that perhaps it wouldn't be a bad idea to try to record it. And once again, I have a new riff ready to be worked...

13.06.14 Friday, and full moon...

Did not sleep until four a clock. Was meditating and listening to music in bed til around midnight. turned on the computer and doing LD related tasks. Wrote myself into the dream yoga course in here, and wrote about some dreaming related books. Last thing I did before bed: Hunt for a bat or something which where making a scrapping noise from the roof/ possible from in the room. Did not find any thing.

Setting: 1001 night, arabic but bent out of shape. Dreamworld. Flat roofs and towers. Earth, Stone, Air, water and/or liquid dark matter, something else than water. High clarity. Some colors. Vision and sound, no clear memory of touch and smell. Though I can remember hugging.

Way of becoming lucid: MILD because same DC appeared many times (I think), used hands and spinning to stabilize.

Grade of remembering: Low to medium. (Did not write it in the night.)

Planed mission attained: Yes. Experience unconditional love and compassion.

Mission succession rate: Failed.

Special physical conditions: Yes, atlas in neck gone out of position. Must sleep on back. Maybe problems with energy. Are at hotel.
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I am sure that the same DC try to make contact with me several times, and I am almost positive that's what brings me to the conclusion that I am dreaming. I am not sure if I have encountered this DC in previous drems. But I am sure in this dream that I don't want anything to do with him. Also a girl in similar clothes try's to contact me, but I am not interested. My "I" wants to:

A. Not go into a nightmare.
B. Fulfill programmed task.

The DC's are wearing black and ghoulish clothes. The man which I encounter many times looks kind of scared in his face. And also looks sad and unpleasant. He remind me of this boy I once encountered in a horrible nightmare who I am pretty sure where the victim of my subconscious. This boy was full of terrible wounds and he waited for me to go trough a door so that he could pas the other way at the same time. Well I kept my distance and focused on the Lucid state and try to remember my task I had planned. I would like to experience the feeling of great compassion.

Well I was trilled because I got seated on a hillside facing some sort of water. Just to get into the meditation position in the dream trilled me. There where a lot of other people there. And the ground started moving slow and controlled into the sea. I am sure the sea represented death, or reincarnation, but the people where pretty much expression not caring so much about it. When it was my turn I stopped the experiment. This is a dream of a controlling and intellectualizing person. Afraid of my feelings I would like them to come in portions. My last LD, I had the era where I receive feelings, open, and the dream completely overwhelmed, scared and angered me. So no I turned the LD into a dead thing not really concerning me?

Then the ghoulish DC would contact me again. I thought, no more mr. nice guy. And made myself the strongest most powerful human form and just wrecked him. (Idea from LD literature read on the evening before.) Well now this DC dropped one or two books on the bottom of the ocean or something. I remember reading "OCULT GRAVE RITUALS" on the cover of one of these books while holding it in my hand. Now the DC faces me and says. "I have tried to contact you so many times, your time is running out, you only have half a month and a year left, and I haven't teach you anything yet!" Then I wake, maybe I choose to. The encounter was scary enough, and the things he said made me wake up. This was a really clear dream, but I did not write it down before morning so a lot of the details are gone.

This is the second LD in a rough where death is playing a role. I later will share the first one as well. I am thinking/hoping that I will change in a year or so. Maybe also die (not hoping that), but It's not like I am sure of it, actually I am kind of stuck in believing that I will not die. I woke up this morning happy about having had a LD, and that I remembered my quest. To day has been a good day. I need fear and being kicked to wake up from my samsaric lullaby.

I am doing this effort not to gain powers, not to gain wealth and fame. Not to in anyway feel superior to other beings. I am doing it to gain clarity, compassion and happiness and bring that in to the world.

Date:14th of june.
Total sleep: 9 hours.
Daytime Techniques: RC's, mantras.
Lucid Techniques: Stabilizisation, ''increase vividness'' mantra.
Recall Techniques: DJ, mantras, tags.
Fell Asleep: 00.45
Dream Title: Satan teacher/shounen fight.
Dream: Satan teacher;I walk to school over an orchard, strangely, it is dark outside . I was having a large test, when my teacher gives me an ''annmerkning'' (norwegian punishment). I get really mad and say the reason i havent done anything is because i have not at school the days we worked on the test, which is weird since it was a test, and not a project. I roll around the classroom talking to friends about how stupid the teacher is.

Shounen fight: I gain lucidity, and try to keep it by jumping around outside my house. After a while however i completely forget since i was not paying attention or being aware. I end up fighting some enemies inside my house in a really shounen-anime-like style, where i power up after each enemy and then barely beat them. It seems like the enemies had taken control of our house.
Awake: 08.30
Vividness: 8/8
Awareness:1/6-2
Length: 5/6
Emotions/feelings: Madness, dissapointment, ''unfair'', heroic, happiness.
Dream Signs: Magical powers (super strength), not-human enemies, school, my house, friends.

Fragments/small dreams: I suddenly appear in the classroom of the ''satan teacher'' dream. I am completely lucid, and as i realize this i start to lose control. I try my best to stabilize my dream by look at my hands, and spinning. I also shout ''increase vividness'', but since i was not really focusing, nothing happened. I almost fall out of the classroom and i realize i am going to wake up. As a last resort to figure out why i'm waking up, i grab my chest. My heart is beating really fast, this is why i woke up. It lasted around 30 seconds i would think.

DC's: My class, the teacher, erza scarlett (i cant remember seeing her).

1. Back in high school

I was walking in a hallway in my first high school. It was undergoing construction, and I had to navigate around the debris on the floor. I turned the corner and saw my old chemistry teacher, MISTER G!!!! He said hi, and I said how ya doin. After walking past him, I turned into this giant drug den-type area. It had a really high ceiling, and brightly colored furniture and rug that were at least yellow and red. I got the impression that there were people having sex behind some boxes, but I had to find a toilet so I walked in. I found one near the back, and it had a fluffy pink covering on the lid. I asked if I could use it, and a voice behind the boxes got angry. The voice belonged to Hilary Duff, who emerged from behind the large wall of boxes. She was definitely purple and was really mad at me for wanting to use the toilet. She started chasing me, and I ran away super fast. I turned a corner, and an Indian woman was now chasing me very slowly. I thought this was hilarious and was like you're gonna have to run faster than that to get me. She started speeding up, but I left her in the dust

2. Chillin in an apartment

I was in an apartment that was a mix between where I'm living now, and my old home back in the hood. I was sitting behind a desk. Dimly lit. To my right and left were both rooms. The right room was empty, but A and a girl were chillin in the left room. I decided this would be a pretty good time to answer the bone-a-phone and proceeded to get to it. After bludgeoning the beefsteak, my roommates walked in. Later, I was talking to my mom.

3. Chillin with the ppl
I think I'm with PL and the Man of Mizetery, and they're filling out forms or something. There asking me why I'm not, and I say I'm not gonna learn this twice; I'm just gonna read it once. (There's definitely more to this one. Maybe something with magic the gathering cards and...maybe it's actually in a hotel?)

4. Chillin with the ppl again
I'm back in another apartment chillin with PL and the Man of Mizetery again. PL is talking about medications. Arthur tells him that he thought PL was a junkie. They laugh. I'm later cooking with PL in another room and there's quite a large pot in front of us. I'm pretty intimidated, because I don't know how to cook and PL likes to eat rice with salt and pepper. I look over at this other guy, who's wearing a chef's outfit (looks pretty similar to red shoe zeff), and he's cooking some green stuff that looks like broccoli or something. I ask PL if he really knows how to cook. I'm later outside. I think it's during sunset, and I'm standing on this cliff. There's a pretty trill breeze. I check my email (on a phone), and I say an email from Labooza zabuza that was meant for another HorseLime but spelled differently. The email says your dad is handsome, and there's a picture of a bald guy.

5. Flyin in the sky like a mofo
I'm exploring up on this brick red cliff. I happen upon a plateau, and there are feathers lying around. I'm pretty sure I'm toon Link. Particularly one golden/rainbow feather. This super quick flying thing starts darting around me in the sky, and I realize I best stop playin around. I grab the feather, which is hovering on a raised up rock, and the thing swoops down and grabs me. The flying thing is the bird dude from skyward sword, and I'm pretty nervous when I look down and see a bunch of clouds. My sister is flying on a bird next to me, and she's like why you playing video games right now. I look down and see I am indeed holding a 3DS that has the seen of me flying on a bird displayed on the screen. This makes me pretty dizzy and more scared about falling.

6. Franky is a bamf
I'm in yet another apartment looking around for some money. (This might be the same one from 3) I realize there's no money in any of the cans in the cupboards, and the poor family living there somehow communicates to me that Franky has used the money for upgrades. I then see Franky, from before the timeskip, standing on ocean waves. There's mist around him and as it unveils, I can see he has this super cool dark look going on, which is apparently related to the money. He has two huge holes in his chest (again part of the upgrades). One of the holes is filled with this golden object, and it's making him super strong (I'm under the impression he could add another object in the second hole and increase his power level yet again). There are two warships near him partially hidden by the mist, and he's about to destroy them with a huge blast.

7. Playin basketball with a dude from my past
I'm on this basketball court near the entrance. I see to my left our team's bench with coach dum-dum prominently standing there. I shift my focus to the court and see Antman on the court. He's hustling on defense (which is on the side of the court near me), but when he gets the ball on offense he goes for a no look pass, which is off target, then strikes a pose, again without looking to see where the ball went. DD takes him out, and Antman goes off the court, walking past me, and to the locker room down the hall. I go follow him to be like yo that pose was dope. I enter the locker room (to make sure he's all right as my physical dream journal reads) and walk by two fat white dudes, who complain their knees are moderately aching (I believe this is related to my thoughts on approximate knowledge earlier in the day). I don't know what happens next, but at some point Antman exits as another person (Mohingle? Omar?), and I think man I hope I can pronounce his name. Eventually, the real Antman emerges with a bunch of black girls behind him. At least one has curly hair.

Fragments:
-I walked into this zen garden type area and tried fixing a chair.(tonight)
-At a grocery store playin with some nerf guns. Later tried to avoid the ppl working there. Left and jumped up on the sidewalk. In an ice cream truck or something looking for snacks. Grabbed some beef jerky(past)
-In an area with tons of tubes with different color fluids flowing through them. I have a birds eye view of it. I'm under the impression it's some sort of electronics. I think I start chillin in one of the tubes and get pushed around in it (past)
-PL says something is 15 minutes more than he wanted. (tonight)
-Skateboarding? in this circular area with a tent in the middle. I get inside the tent and it has some sick ramps and stuff. (past)
-I'm shuffling playing cards and am worried about the cards bending. I see they're bending at the corners and wonder if I should shuffle them different. (tonight)
-I'm going up an escalator in an airport. I think there are people going to the beach behind me. There's definitely at least one hot asian woman, but I'm under the impression there's multiple sexy women of multiple ethnicities. I'm not wearing a shirt, and I see a guy in front of me who's also shirtless and he's pretty flabby. Seeing this guy's flabs makes me wonder how I look. (tonight)
-In a torn down apartment. Exploring the area outside the apartments outside. (past)
-In this super upscale hotel. Walk by a girl? after coming up an elevator. Steal a fork. Later downstairs. Golden staircase to right with some vegetation. Waterfall. Some tables ahead of me. Brochure about skiing? (past)

It all started with a false awakening. My bedroom looked weird and I became suspicious at once. I had a look at the corridor and I knew something wasn't right, that had to be a dream. I went back to my bedroom and closed the door behind me. I did a nose-pinch RC, but I couldn't breathe through my nose. "This can't be possible, I'll try something else". The room was quite dark, so I put my left hand up towards the only source of light (the window) and I counted my fingers. Six in total. Okay, I'm dreaming. As I was heading for the door to leave the room, a fat man with a yellow T-shirt opened the door and jumped on me. My bed is quite close to the door, so he easily pinned me down to the bed, holding my wrists by my head. I quickly reacted and said "you are just a dream". My voice sounded very weird and it didn't make any effect on him, so I shouted "clarity now" twice (this seems to be the magic sentence for me to bring vividness and awareness to my dreams). I then closed my eyes to calm myself and decide how to deal with the situation. I am reading one of LaBerge's books and the chapter I'm in right now is about how to treat violent DCs. Since his advice is to approach them friendly knowing they can't hurt you instead of trying to flee from them or make them disappear, I did just that. I opened my eyes and told him: "this is a dream, so you can't hurt me". He looked surprised and let go of my wrists. Ideally, I would've tried to engage in some kind of conversation, but the dream transitioned into another one.

I then found myself walking into a very nice living room or dining room, sort of. Many things in it were made of wood, including a table at which three people were sitting in silence. It looked like a fairytale house, and the whole setting was brigther than the first dream. Still lucid, I went near one of the round windows and looked outside, to see other fairytale-looking houses surrounded with flowers, trees and grass. The colours were extremely vivid. I then went to the table and sat down with those people. I was curious as to what level of lucidity I might be experiencing, so I asked the DCs to see how they reacted: "I'm very curious, were you guys already here before I entered the dream or did we all appear at the same time?". A girl answered me: "since this is your dream, you created it all at the same time, the fact that we were already sitting here is because you appeared outside the room and then came in". Nice, high level of awareness, I thought. I then sensed the dream was about to change again, despite there weren't any vibrations or anything. I wanted to keep lucid, so I focused on this.

The transition was neat. I was at a street walking with my boyfriend. I wanted to know if I was still in a high level of awareness (for some reason, I seemed obsessed with this, maybe because I had never experienced transitions like these before). I thought of how to approach him properly and I finally said "hey, do you know this is a dream?". He looked around surprised and said "I didn't know... but it could be, I guess". Before I could word anything else, he proceeded: "and you, have you ever thought that in waking life you could be part of a big dream and unaware of it?". "Yes, I have", I told him. In fact, I've been toying with the idea of the so-called 'collective consciousness' for a while, so he basically voiced my thoughts. I wish this conversation would've gone on for a bit longer, but I transitioned into another dream and finally lost lucidity.

It was a pretty interesting experience. Specially because these last two weeks my dream recall has fluctuated quite a lot and I haven't once come close to lucidity. Yesterday night, I did a WBTB along with SSILD without results. Today, I involuntarily woke up at the same time the alarm had gone off the day before (very like me). It was the early hours of the morning and I had a hard time falling back asleep, so I just watched my breating to have something to focus on (this helps me with my insomnia sometimes). So, Breating Induced Lucid Dream, maybe? (Does that even exist?)

Well, regardless, I'm very happy to have been able to have such an experience. Looking forward to the next.

I have been really out of this whole thing for a while, but I recently had a few lucids that I am going to jot down very briefly. I have forgotten most of these, but they were all really long, so I was happy with all of them.

#71

I was trying to strip a girl. At this point in the dream she was like a manikin from the waist down. She had no torso.

I was trying to get her pants off, but she had layer after layer of jeans on. I really can't remember what ended up happening.

#72

I ate a girl out well. I had a nice mouthful of her vagina until I started getting hair in my mouth. Eventually I started eating her ass.

#73

I flew up. I didn't want to get heavy, so I focused above me and just flew. I made it to the top of the tree line. It was night time.

I ended up seeing a man. I started to fly. I asked him if he knew how I did it. He didn't answer. I asked him if he knew something about the logical part of your mind being off when...?

He responded, A tornado! (how I was flying)
Another DC told him, "You would know if there was a tornado!"

I finally said, "I'm dre-eaming! I'm lucid dreaming!"

The End


Each of these dreams were much longer than the salient points I can remember. I enjoyed all of them quite a bit, and I'm really happy to have some success again.

So this happened on June 13, 2014, Friday. I was at my auntie's house and it was 12 in the afternoon when I fell asleep. It was a strange, creepy dream because I remember that I was dreaming within a dream that I'm on a bed slightly facedown but I can see my left side and there was a girl facing me, she was dressed in black but i can't see her face, it was like just an empty space, just all black. In my dream, within a dream, I feel like I couldn't move my body like I was restrained and she was just there staring blankly at me and I was forcing myself to wake up, when I finally woke up in my dream, I immediately ran outside to my mom(I was still in my "main" dream) I don't know how I woke up from my my main dream though, all I remember is me dreaming about dreaming of me on a bed forcing myself to wake up and a girl staring at me(even though I cant see her face) and my body feeling heavy.

Strange thing is the night before that dream within a dream, I was also in the very same house of my aunt. We were watching a movie when I looked at the window beside the tv and saw a white thing passed by. I know it isn't just an imagination because I really saw it passed by and i dont know what it looks like but Im sure its a girl wearing all white(just my instincts) i cant determine it really though, it was just a blur of something white and its not a reflection because if it was it would not look so bold. So I looked at the other window at the left side because I thought it was just a relative or someone we know of but no one passed by. So I told my cousins and aunties who were with me immediately and my other cousin told me he sometimes see it too just passing by and he couldn't determine what is it because it's just a white blurry thing. I was slightly freaked out and shocked because it was my first time seeing something real and not just my mind making it all up. I'm sharing this experience because I think it has a connection with my dream. I think it made me dream like that because of that experience and I'm really sure my mom will be sleeping with me tonight.

I hope I didn't confuse you lol. English is just not my first language :) so all in all I dreamt of me dreaming and it has something to do with my experience, somehow.

22:33 pre-betime, yay on time for once

00:00 Friday 2014-06-13

03:17 no recall
2 remee 45-minute nap settings hit
can't sleep: noisy / moving wife

05:20 got up, cleaned the kitchen, went shopping, made pancakes for everyone

08:30 (?) back to bed for nap & hopefully the 2nd half of the night's sleep!

12:00 yay, recall!

+ tender moment sitting with a pretty blonde girl on a bench indoors. She sits down, I slightly touch her, almost accidentally, feeling her skin through her blouse, we're in public so I'm a bit tentative, we get closer, I think she knows Chinese and we're holding a book with Chinese writing in it and I ask her to translate some words, and ask "what's <xyz> in Chinese?", she doesn't answer, we end up sitting very close, cheek to cheek, and she puts her hand on my other cheek. The sort of dream where you despair of waking because it was such an awesome moment.

+ I'm on a subway car and one girl standing a little bit away moves out of the way to reveal her beautiful friend who was standing behind her

+ get on to strangely decorated train car with wife, we start moving, 3rd guy appears, we're not on the right tracks. Entering the car: there are actually 2 cars standing side-by-side on 2 different sets of tracks, we enter directly into the first car from the outside, there is another group just sitting down in the first car, they've taken all the seats. The 2nd car is visible through the wall, there's a door connecting to it, it doesn't look as comfortable as the first car, there's a strange little couch with a small coffee table and 3-4 shaped stools opposite the couch, none of them look very comfortable. We enter that 2nd car since there's no room in the first, wife says "this is the car where (in the old days) they came to (make love)". We start moving, without the main train, I'm a bit concerned that we're getting separated. We're on different tracks. It's sort of dusk/dark out, I'm looking ahead to see the tracks and ours are barely visible under a lot of dust, but the "main" tracks are clearly visible as normal raised RR tracks to our right, I think we won't be able to lift our train car on to the real tracks.

+ in the water, aliens/zombies from a collapsing huge ghost-cruise ship come for me under the water, I'm not concerned at first but realize later I can't get away. The ship is about 50-100 meters away, it is very large and moving slowly, it seems to be large and blocky and made from large rusty parts, it is slowly moving from left to right and slowly turning slightly towards me. I'm sitting/treading water with a group of other people, the ship seems to be slowly falling apart and beings are entering the water. They're coming for me, I'm not concerned at first I think I can get away but they get close and start grabbing at me, I move away and am a bit pissed that the others aren't helping me, and I realize they're going to get me.

+ near epic (with better memory it would be epic), long, alien invasion adventure: I'm fighting for the resistance.

A scene on a set of large open hills, the resistance fighters (hundreds of them) are all swooping around the trees holding on to chains in one hand and a chainsaw in the other, as they swoop around the trees they cut down the trees, opening the landscape, I think this is advantageous for the resistance.

Some aliens left and returned with a lot less food than it should have taken, I realize they went to visit the "time-keepers", aliens set in lonely space stations observing, they took samples of food (made from humans), the time-keeprers chose their favourite.

I'm on a bus with humans, I declare strongly under my breath, "DEATH to the bugs!" and everybody on the bus quietly and intensely responds "DEATH to the bugs!" I say again "DEATH to the bugs!" and look around to see who's responding, there's one person to my right who doesn't respond, I wonder if they're a bug in disguise, or an agent for the bugs, or just shy to respond.

Flying DO through the air over an urban city scape I notice that in the carnage, the rooftops are filled with piled up bicycles and tricycles (IWL my building's entrance has a pile of stuff by the door, including a bicycle and a scooter). I enter a room with aliens, they like to play ping pong. One is playing hitting the ball against the walls in a corner.

I and a young accomplice have snuck into an alien teleportation device, we have to hurry to use it, the alien may come back soon, too late, it returns, and starts constructing a net/web/construct around us to prevent us from using the machine. I remain firm and confident that I can activate the device and still be able to take my friend with me, I think this has been done before.

I'm approaching a group of people/building outside, there is a huge clear punch bowl the size of a pond, you're supposed to take a drink and get in a car that moves along an elevated track. Farther along there are humans who are trying to escape the aliens by moving to (islands?) out in a very large body of water, visible in the distance. I think what's the point, the aliens will just come and drain the water and then go get everybody.

There's more but it slipped away...

Date: 06 June

Didn't plan to wbtb but woke up super alert and couldn't fall asleep for quite a while. Had to rush so left only key words and wrote the entry much later. Apart from that I can say that this was probably one of the longest lds I've had.

Ld: I appear on the street in a car, some guy nearby. For some reason I decide to think of my physical body and panic as not to wake myself [have been reading about this on the forum and got some sort of schema infection]. I try to ignore it and concentrate on the dream, get out of the car. On the street, I run into a chick with a black dress, try to kiss her for totm but wake up.

I wait for another dream.

LD: In an apartment with my mom (this dream lasts super long, I don't try to memorize the details though). Mostly spend it in the apartment, walking around and talking to mom, trying not to control or influence her. Very stable. Mom is talking like a normal person. I kiss her on the cheek for totm.

I examine the living room, the objects - wooden Mayan statues like the face of Pacal. Kids collectible toys on nearby shelves - I start to recognize them, false memories, they are mine. This place, I have been here before. I face mom and start questioning her about all this. She explains something about this being in the future and our new place.

What's interesting is that I feel super alert. I scan my awareness and I feel this wakefulness - very alert and just as if in real life. I think it's impossible to be dreaming this alert and yet I'm here. There's an Asian DC in place of mom now and a second DC next to her. I intensely question the first about the dream and place but she only smiles shyly. A moment later something happens super fast - there is some sort of an open box and the Asian woman disappears into it - like genie into a lamp sort of but vanishes to leave the empty open box. The other DC turns into some weird objects - it's hard to tell what they are, they turn to little plastic soldiers then transform into other plastic colorful objects.

I remember the meteor task and go to the window, stare at the sky to see a meteor form out of the nothingness. It then moves from the distance following a twisted trajectory, decelerates to fall in front of the window and into a shallow water that covers the street where it disintegrates. I'm a bit disappointed that there is no showy splash or damage, so repeat the process with two smaller meteorites that fall and dissolve in the same way.

The dream continues and I turn back to the apartment where I hang out more. I begin to feel possible lack of ability to stay here, so I go into the kitchen to drink a glass of refreshing cold water. This helps me feel better and focus. A moment later I decide to fully immense in living in this other place and have breakfast. My mom serves me some eggs, they weren't as delicious as I had hoped for but ok.

At some point my bf arrives, where we discuss the place and future but I lose lucidity.

The next part I recall is that we are strolling on the beach and I'm lucid again, reshaping the beach and calming down the waves.

My recall is completely fragmented at the end but after some more on and off lucidity I end up in a church watching DC wearing weird clothes.

My dream started with me appearing in my room. I was on my bed and it was dark but there was still some light there so i could see. A tall, skinny looking alien with a elephant like nose walked in the room. It was speaking in its own language and tried to saw me open when its nose changed into a chain saw.I grabbed its head and started screaming really loud.To try to break the dream scape. I woke up with the TV on and it was daytime already. On the TV it was giving the Fairly odd Parents. But I noticed something wrong with a face and knew i was dreaming. I got up and went to the living room.
I saw my bro, Eye, Dawn and other people there. I said Hi happily knowing i was in a dream and turned to see people talking to a girl and a little boy on the computer. I said to the girl she was in my dream and to come out the computer.So I pointed to her and tried to bring her out. At first we got excited but than she said her world was spinning around like there was a earthquake. Than the computer crashed...I heard a girl/s voice say she didn't like the outcome. Eye got annoyed and was like who is she to say she didn't like it. Just cause it didn't work. I apologized than went to look outside the window.
I saw a man near his car who looked like he was waiting for someone or something. I opened the door to go outside and Eye came outside with me. He took out a really small grenade and showed me it. I was like you better not throw that thing and took it from him. But by mistake it flew from my hand and landed in the guy's car. He wasn't there though. We joked about how funny it was cause it only made a small fire and we knew it was a dream. We went back inside and looked outside the window and saw the guy trying to put out the fire. A guy came by and asked us something. Than Eye snapped his finger and the dream changed a bit. The fire was no longer in the car and the guy was going to drive away.
I turned and saw Dawn and went up to him saying i have something to tell him. He said okay and walked with me as i held his hand. But when i looked back I saw Eye staring at a knife on the floor. I got scared he would hurt himself or someone so i said never mind and grabbed the knife. Eye got mad at Dawn and said something to him. Than Eye picked me up and put me in a corner away from everyone's view. He tried to make Dawn jealous but he was really struggling in a way to make it work. So he ended up falling flat on his face. I told him it was going to be okay and to stop getting emotional about it.
I walked to the kitchen and saw a plate of pizza.i was like oo~ I wonder how it will taste. I grabbed the pizza and bit it. It tasted like bad pizza so i spit it out and saw that the dream froze. Everything was starting to fade so i said i have to stabilize the dream before everything fades. I started touching a person who was still apparent in the dream and everything began to reappear. It took like 3 seconds for everything to come back and to start working. I was like yay! the dream is back. Than i ran to Dawn and said I was going to tell him now. He was on my bed eating chicken nuggets. I sat near him trying not to crush his legs and took a nugget. He asked me what i wanted to tell him. I than noticed eye was now in the room and told Dawn to call Kiro.Dawn laughed a bit and said alright.
He dialed a number than was talking to someone on the phone. I saw his expression on his face change to a sigh, disappointed face. He said he had to go. I was like awww. He left and I was shocked to see something on the paper change. I was shocked cause i thought it might be a secret code and maybe Dawn had to be sent on a dangerous mission or something. Eye said it was nothing to worry about though. That's when the scenery changed and i was in my house alone...The rooms were smaller though. I heard a zombie like moaning and suddenly pillow/blanket monsters started coming up to me and tried to suffocate me. I started running around screaming for Eye, Dawn and Kiro. My voice was suddenly lost though and i decided that it was time for me to fight my own fight. So I went up to a few of them and started punching them. A few of them exploded and died but one of them got me and tried to squeeze me so i couldn't breathe. I broke free and started screaming for Eye again and he came out of a pillow monster from the other room and proceeded to beat a few up. I than saw a room where there were lots of fish tanks and fish hooks and was distracted by it. I walked into the bathroom and suddenly i felt heavy and like i was losing consciousness. I couldn't get out of the tub i walked into and woke up. Tubs are like my weak spot for some reason. Whenever i walk into them i faint. : P

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Okay.Now for my second Lucid dream. I was walking in the city with my younger bro and mom. I looked around and observed the people interacting. Thinking what if one of them was a real person. But i got separated from my family and decided to just have some fun. I hovered down a hill and suddenly ended up in my house downstairs. I ran back up and decided to look for Dawn. I somehow ended up in a beach and ended up hugging Dawn.But when i did Eye came out of no where and pushed him.They were arguing and i fell in the water. I started to drown and i couldn't get back up. Someone eventually picked me up and took me to a hospital. A Lady doctor said i had to be more careful and that i caught a cold. She gave me a small shot on my finger and i ended up feeling better. I talked to Eye and suddenly i felt plastic in my mouth. i removed it and I think i woke up after that or the dream continued.

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In the next dream I was in my house and a older man came to visit my mom. My older brother was there too. I was semi lucid at the time and noticed i had a boy chest. I thought putting a few staples on my body would make me look cooler. So i put 4 staples on me but not near my heart area. I became fully lucid as i noticed how stupid i was acting and removed the staples from my body slowly. I than changed into my girl form and went to look at myself in the mirror. I fixed my hair a bit and out of no where i saw my big bro looking at me.
Than all of a sudden he leaned on me so close. I screamed at him and told him why would he do that! I told my mom and my bro said that he didn't do it. My mom said something to him than told me and my younger bro we were going on a trip to outer space. I thought it might be a fun lucid adventure so i agreed to go.
My mom drove us to the spot. But it looked liked a place filled with stores to the side and a huge parking spot for cars. Me and my younger bro climbed the ladder and waited for the count down to finish. The rocket ended up being really small but it was a dream so it was possible for it to still take us to our destination. The rocket was taking a long time so i just walked down the ladder with my younger bro and said i wasn't going anymore. My mom drove us a bit further and we got out the car to a place where there was a old lady with another lady playing golf. Me and my bro walked to a city like place. It looked like we were behind a building but still apart of the other setting from the rocket scene. Suddenly I heard a lady's voice taunting me from the sky. I walked a bit and saw animals tied all around me. Under branches, boxes, on the ground. I told my younger bro to help me free the animals. I untied the cat, squirrel,parakeets and other animals. I even saw a few parakeet eggs. They were so cute. When me and my younger bro finished we went to search for the lady who had done such a bad deed.
I called out for her to come out and she spoke again. Me and my younger bro walked to a building where a lady came out with her large stubby black rottweiler dog. I was like why did you do that to all the poor animals! Even if it was a dream it was a stupid idea. She taunted us and introduced us to her dog and said that we forgot about the stapled animals. I said no we didn't!I don't remember freeing any stapled animals but i was sure there were none. The lady signaled for her dog to attack us a few times and stopped it from attacking to show us her control over it. I remained calm and alert and thought about how i would deal with the situation. She laughed at us and said she knows that we are scared of her dog and to watch out. That we don't know what might happen next.
I got mad cause i saw the dog get close to my younger bro and grabbed the mouth of the dog. Than i ripped the dog open into half of itself. the lady was shocked and than i killed the lady. I screamed for help for the cops to come and they came. i told them how the lady tied up and stapled poor animals and if i didn't kill her and her dogs others would get hurt. I also told the cops to free any other animals in the area. The cops said it was ok and they would take care of the rest. I was than happily greeted by someone and my younger bro brought me to a house. It was like the world was all happy because i stopped the lady who was hurting the animals.
I heard my cousin and her dream friends shrunt and yopo. I heard shrunt laughing in one room and suddenly i was in a towel. I yelled for shrunt to come so he could find me clothes. He came and was like what are all the boxes for? Apparently I was moving in with them. i was so happy than i was like wait. I flew around the room and checked in the closet to make sure the lady didn't come back. My cousin was like it was safe and said to yopo remember the time we celebrated the day we met or something like that. Than she joked about me and yopo dating and being a couple for 7000 years. I laughed as she was trying to convince yopo i would be perfect for him. Than i woke up. That was such a awesome dream for me.

This isn't a single dream.

When I was nine, I started dreaming of the same boy in every dream. He aged with me. We grew up together. I loved him, but not as a romantic love. I knew him by the way he felt only. Sometimes he would bring me somebody new to meet or talk to for a while. Sometimes he stayed away for long periods of time. I speculated for years on who he might be and what it meant that he aged with me so perfectly. From the time I could talk I would tell everybody that I had a younger brother, but, of course, nobody wanted to hear it. My friends thought I was nuts and my parents just got tired of my "game."

I don't remember exactly when, but he finally told me that he was my twin brother. He had died before I was born. It's called "vanishing twin syndrome" and even my mother was unaware that there had been a twin, or so she said. About a month ago, I finally told my mother about the dreams and his name: Michael. I remember messing it up earlier and saying Miphael. She told me then that when I was born, less than 3lbs, two weeks late (to the day), and barely alive (placenta had partially detached), the doctors and nurses were looking for the twin. The twin never came. He never would. Not to our parents.

He hasn't been around in my dreams for months now. It has been the longest stretch for years and it hurts. It aches. I will move on, but I think all he wanted was validation that, yes, he did exist, and yes, I did have a twin. I have wanted to seek him out deliberately, but... part of me recognizes that it is not right to always expect others to be there for us when we cannot be there for them. If he has found new life, he needs to live it. If he is resting, let him rest in peace. I am grateful for the time I have had in my dreams with my twin.

Last night's dream was not entirely lucid, but once I got there it was fantastic. It has been a long time since I recalled a dream in a journal, so there needs to be some practice there, and I was woken up by external things so that bothered me a bit. So things I need to work on are: lucid dreaming, dream recall, dream re-entering (yes, I can do that), and, of course, writing skills.

First, There was the warehouse that I used as a shortcut, like I owned the place. I can't remember what I was running from the first time, but as I entered the building I was given two choices. The men of the warehouse would let me pass if I modeled for them, or they would kick me out and hand me over to whomever I was running from. Actually, as I write this out, I was hiding from my husband. Hrm, that's strange. Yes, I'm married (almost 12 years), but hiding from him is one thing, modelling for strangers is another, and put them together it's just weird. This is the part where I became lucid though and managed to change a few things around. Modelling was fun and it felt good to be appreciated. In the "real world" I am overweight and not happy about it (hence, the closeup of my fact in the profile picture). In my dream, I was hot stuff.

The dream shifted when my sister came to get me for exams. Did I want to sit my college exams or skip them? I chose to sit them. Again, a difference in dream and awake worlds. I don't sit college exams in my current school; it is all online and exams aren't necessary. I got to choose the location as well, and chose Seton Hall. No, I have never been to Seton Hall, but the process of signing in and sitting an exam was exhilarating. I knew the instructor from previous dreams.

That's something worth mentioning. I dream of the same people a lot. That's another entry, I suppose.

At the end of the exam, we were all treated to a performance from the orchestra, led by a student composer about five years my junior. He had dark hair, an electric smile, and bright eyes. They instructor kept bringing up me during the after-party (type thing) and mentioning to the composer that I was lesbian. In a way, that's true, but after a few minutes he leaned over and whispered that he saw my wedding band "glistening in the light". "That's because I'm married, to a man." I replied. His eyebrows raised and I said the obvious "I'm bi." I felt truly uncomfortable at that point and walked away, back to the warehouse.

Because the warehouse had been previously dirty and "manly" I created an elaborate dressing room for myself to hide in so I could change into something less formal and leave. I had just finished packing up my belongings and clothing when somebody opened the door and scared me half out of my wits. But then, I saw behind him, at a distance, the composer, and I wondered what he could possibly want coming towards me. Unfortunately, I didn't get a chance to find out, for I was woken up from first my alarm, then my husband's, then our cats. Half the dream is missing in my head because of those continued distractions.

The half that remains lingers, like they always do, like these people are real and tangible.

I have, in fact, met people I have dreamt about, and been places I couldn't have possibly seen prior to. Like when I traveled to Australia, I knew my way around a shopping center having never been there before. I knew what kind of temporary table was set up around the corner. What are the chances? I knew it all like I'd been there a thousand times, yet I hadn't been there even once. And that table, was temporary, just set up, even my friend didn't know it was there.

The same thing happened in Toronto. I knew my way around because I'd been there in my dreams. I knew my friend by the way he walked and the way he "felt."

I'll stop here and make another entry soon.

Non-lucid, lucid, SP-awake and/or observations

Nap after Work:

.../I'm in the middle of this dream world routine, before going to school. I've just get out of the house and I'm about to go to the bus stop when I realize it's not my waking life and I have dream this sequence before, including the lucidity part. I decide to go on with the plot, so I keep on walking to the bus stop. It's a little bit far from my point of view but I don't mind walking in order to stabilize the dream. I see the bus is already there. I think perhaps I could summon a particular DC in the bus to have some sex. But my body slowly starts to fading out when I realize I stopped feeling my legs.
I'm lying on the bed with my eyes closed. I can partially feel every movement I think about my body although I cannot see it. It's not too difficult to imagine things in this stage. I know I could get back into the dream, so I go on remembering part of the routine I was dreaming before/...
.../I'm getting out of the apartment which is on a higher floor. I realize I can see again and better feel my body. I don't remember other thing but to stabilize the dream. I don't want to lose it thinking too much. I start going down stairs. My body is a little bit blurry and I can still feel myself lying on the bed. so I start slapping my legs and arms to feel them in stead of my real body. It apparently works, so I start going down stairs exaggerating my movements to feel this body. I got to go a couple of floors down but it's too loud out there and I can feel other things which don't make sense in the dreamscape and my body fades out again. I can still feel what I think, but this time it's too loud out here. My wife is making too much noise and I cannot go back to sleep.

* I barely remember I have been shortly lucid in this world before, but it's too blurry to have a proper recall.

01-06-2014 -- Playing a game that seems to be a cross between Runescape and Realmz. Somehow I have just rolled up a new character, and am doing some farming (planting herbs or plants) and fighting in a graveyard that feels like it is in Morytania. I am mostly fighting off small and weak skeletons one or two at a time, and they are not strong enough to be a real danger to me, but I stumble into a fight which has five or six of the skeletons and a thing that looks like one of the grim reaper figures from Gauntlet. My characters are so small and weak at this point that one touch kills us, and we respawn at a little space not too far away. I find myself hoping we go up a level soon so I can choose one of the 'affects all enemies' spells for my magic users to help with battles like the one I just lost.

Anyway, I do a little more farming and dodging ghosts, and also start to gear up in some of the random armor drops I earned, just to give my character(s) a little more chance to resist, before returning to the graveyard and starting to fight. The individual skeletons are still no danger to me, and this time when I trigger the larger fight, the battle between me and the boss figure is a little less damaging, and throughout a long and dangerous fight I manage to hold my own. Though my hit points get down to almost nothing, I finally manage to kill him off, then start picking up tons of armor and trying to look through it.

Soon after, I somehow find myself moving along a modern street (probably in Fullerton ... at least that is what it looks like) riding a bike, and seeming to be trying to give Kevin B a ride. But I am getting a weird sense that something is going to be going wrong, and using the excuse that I am tired and need a break, I have stopped in this parking lot and am taking a breather. I don't know exactly what is going to go wrong, or even how I know, but I just have a sense that I need to waste some time. Kevin is urging me on, and I finally express what it is I am feeling, and he doesn't like it, but he allows me to waste a couple of minutes. We are in the parking lot of a place that has an outdoor pool (and probably an indoor pool too) that is probably a YMCA.

Eventually we continue on, and soon Kevin and I find ourselves at a sort of homeless shelter place, though very quickly Kevin fades out of the dream. Looking around, we find the homeless people who have come here for help are being mistreated, treated almost like slaves, given no food unless they follow evil and offensive orders, and almost none if they do. The rich guys who run the place are taking almost all the money that has been donated and using it for themselves, while spending a couple of pennies on the dollar to take care of the people they are abusing. I am getting madder and madder as I watch this, and decide to do something. I grab the guy who seems to be in charge and throw him out of the trailer, then start handing out three times the food they've been being given to the people waiting for help, hoping to improve things.

But it doesn't seem to help enough, and I quickly discover the guy I thought was in charge was only an underling. Turns out the real leader is still there, and seems to be pulling a gun and planning to kill me. Seems if I want to take care of this I need to do more than just toss one guy out of a trailer. I decide if I am going to do this, I am going to do it right, and I wave my hand and create a long, dark cloak around me, a scythe appears in my hand, and I turn half-transparent as I stalk the guy and back him into a corner. He pulls his gun on me, but I laugh and tell him that isn't going to do him any good. He fires twice, and the bullets disappear into me, but I don't even feel them. I grab the gun in his hand and wrestle with him until he is pointing the gun in his own face and force him to pull the trigger, but there is only a small click. I guess he used all the bullets.

So I try to break his arms and legs by giving them sharp jerks in directions they weren't made to go. But I guess he is double-jointed or something, because it does no good! Finally, I decide on less pleasant methods. On the table is a stack of razor blades, all wrapped in little cardboard sleeves, and I grab one, throw away the sleeve, pull the guy's head back by the hair, and draw the blade across his throat. He drops, limp, and I assume he is dead. I turn to help some of the others in the area with more food, then turn back to where I had just been, and find the guy sitting there, cuddling a slightly cute homeless looking girl. He didn't die, he fainted from fright. It seems I didn't use enough force, and though I drew a slight bit of blood from his throat, it was nowhere near enough to cut a major artery or pierce his throat and cause him to die.

The girl in his lap was originally one of the homeless he was supposed to be helping, but she decided to give herself to him completely, betraying all the others that needed help, to get more of it herself. She is sitting in his lap muttering about the horrible things she will help him do to all their victims which now seem to have turned against him. I stalk up to her angrily, but she can't see me. Only he can, unless I specifically will somebody else to see me. So I make myself visible, and warn her that her 'boyfriend' is now marked for death, and unless she wants to join him, she better get away now. Far away! She screams and runs off. I pick up the razor blade, planning for another, deeper sweep, to finish the job, but a bunch of black people come running into the room, searching for me. They know I am here, and are going to try and find me even though they can't see me. I don't know if they are trying to find me for a good purpose or a bad one, so I drop to the floor as they feel their way around the room, then just get up after they walk past me, and again start to walk toward to bad guy.

01-28-2014 -- [As usual, first part is not as detailed as it should be.] First thing I can remember, I am out somewhere, discussing potential mystery shops down in the Palm Beach or Lauderdale area. I am talking to a male scheduler, but the type of shop has a strong feel of the recent Circle K shops, stuff where the pay has gone down or they have limited the number of shops or something like that. Something has gone on that has caused me to quit, and say I won't be working for that company any more, and this has ticked off the male scheduler a bit. But then it turns out one of the shops is right next to where we are having our discussion, and the closeness balances out whatever has me ticked off, so I try to un-quit, and say I won't mind doing that particular shop.

The guy says that particular shop is only doing a shop-by-mail shop, that month, but it turns out all I have to do is mail something to them, and remark on any response I get, and that is even simpler than the usual shop, and pays the same, so I am quite happy with it, and am trying to get to necessary envelope together. Problem is, as I am trying to get things together, I actually start to drop stuff, and as I do, Joe S. and his little sister show up, and start pranking me. I am carrying a bunch of sheet music for choir, and as I am picking up other stuff, Joe's sister has grabbed my sheet music and dropped it into a file, while Joe has grabbed some of my other stuff, and started moving it. I have already had the hassles I have been mentioning with the mystery shopping company, and I just don't have the patience for their games, so I make as if to stomp off.

Joe's sister gives up on teasing me, and starts pulling back out sheet music and handing it to me, but now I find myself with two or three copies of various songs, rather than just the one I need, and as I try to separate out the extras, I just start dropping more and more, and scrambling for it. Meanwhile, I also have four toothpicks I have to keep track of, and keep safe (possibly in connection to the by-mail shop) and they are scattering on the floor as well. As I keep trying to pick things up, the scene shifts a bit, and I am standing next to my car at a toll booth, right before where you pay the toll, the door open, still trying to pick up sheet music and toothpicks.

The problem is, there is another car approaching the toll booth coming the other way (doesn't make sense, but there it is), and he may plow right into me. So I pick the entire car up, and set it just off the road on the other side of the toll booth, and then hurry out of the way, myself, so I don't get run over by the car, then finally manage to finish picking up all my toothpicks and music. Problem is now that I don't want to get in trouble for not paying the required tolls, so I again pick up my car (which has an e-pass in it) and kind of swing it over the toll booth on a sort of swinging platform (like the ones in Sonic the Hedgehog that sometimes swing you over spikes or fire pits) so that it registers. Problem is, I don't stop quickly enough, so it swings over a second time, and registers again. I just hope that the toll organization will be smart enough to realize they should only charge me one of them ... meanwhile the car keeps swinging back and forth, so now I have to hope they will disregard two of the three tolls, and I get the car out of there as quickly as I can.

Then things shift again, and I find myself in Manhattan (or a cityscape that looks fairly like it) surrounded by skyscrapers. I find myself watching a movie being filmed by real superheroes. The Incredible Hulk and the Green Goblin are in the middle of a big fight, and Tobey Maguire's Spider-Man comes swinging into the middle of it, and I can hear the Hulk muttering and complaining about how it is a mistake to let Spider-Man get involved in all this, because he is so wild, and improvises so much. And sure enough, Spidey swings into the middle of things, coming around on a web at high velocity, and nails the Hulk with an incredible drop kick that sends him flying about a half a mile, outside the city, where he lands on his back, sliding through a field on the edge of a lake. He's the Hulk, so he's not really injured, but he now has a slightly painful case of something like road rash on his back, which he is muttering about as he climbs back to his feet and starts to leap back toward the fight scene.

But the scene is now changing again, and Tobey has been turning into Harry Potter (or perhaps Daniel Radcliffe) who is standing on what almost seems to be a float, along with Hermione/Emma Watson, who is feeling rather down. For some reason, I am standing there trying to tell her how very beautiful her character is, being as sincere about it as possible, to give her morale a boost. But they have to get back to filming. (Like the superheroes before, they are making a movie, but they actually have the powers of their characters, so it isn't technical movie magic being used to make the scenes.)

I am in a sort of an alleyway, out of the way of things, and some sort of late-teen black princess (dressed in a fairly fancy purple gown) is approaching the alleyway I am standing in to get out of the way herself, until her scene is ready to begin, and she sort of glares at me, so I back up further to give her more room to sit down. Harry Potter goes flying by on a broom mounted to the front of a magic carpet where all the camera equipment is mounted, filming over his shoulder as he flies, and he passes the mouth of the alley, then flies a sort of arc before heading past the alleyway again, heading the other direction. By this time the black princess has moved on to do whatever her part is, but there is a little black girl (probably ten or eleven) riding up on a bike, looking forward to watching her sister film her scene.

And somehow the little girl and I in our alleyway, get sort of sucked on to the flying carpet in Potter's wake, so now we're flying through the air behind him while the film company films these fabulously expensive scenes. They must be adding the sound separately, because the whole time Daniel is muttering and complaining about how there is a fabulous peanut-shaped blimp flying high up in the sky, but they didn't know it was going to be there, so they couldn't plan to include it in the filming, which bothers him, because he thinks it is neat. The problem is, all the sheet music that I had been trying to carry has now turned into large, flat (unassembled) cardboard boxes, and the wind rushing by as we fly along has pulled them out of my hands, and they have been sucked in front of the cameras and have ruined the scene. Daniel goes ballistic, and starts screaming at me for ruining the scene, and mentions now they will have to refilm it tomorrow, but I am not available tomorrow, and you know what? He's glad I'm not available tomorrow, because after ruining the scene, I don't deserve to be in it, so hah! I don't remember what I actually have to do tomorrow anyway, but I say I can reschedule if they want me to, and be there, but he tells me that I am not wanted. Rather depressing.

[Just interesting information ... though I have not read it in some fifteen or twenty years, there was a very early Spider-Man comic book that had Spider-Man and the Green Goblin filming a movie in a desert somewhere (Spider-Man thinking the Green Goblin was only an actor, and not realizing it was the real Goblin) when the Hulk stumbled into the middle of things for a huge fight.]