memorable

* Like yesterday, there were some extra cups of wine before going to bed...

.../It's a celebration day on the town I'm visiting from a long time. I see an aunt and ask her for her son, my fellow cousin to salute him. She tells me where he is, but I notice "his parents" are sitting in the same table and they're not too friendly. Anyway, I don't care and go to give him a hug. I try to make a joke about me getting drunk at the airport and sitting next to the airplane wheel just before the airplane starts to move. He doesn't get it. I think because of it has been a long time since we don't make jokes together/...

.../I'm walking on a road, getting in a town where its welcome sign literally states: "Welcome to the state of California. Our little DOF things" (DOF is written in overlapped capitals). Then I get into a bar where a DC-mix of some drunk people I know, invites me to have some beers. I accept although I don't feel motivated to drink. He gets angry with me, and throws the whole content of a bottle on a wooden wagon. Then he asks me to leave and threats me to throw a rock on my head if I don't go because of I'm being a killjoy. I got confused and decide to better go out. In the street, I see the DC going out turned into my dad. I'm walking on the streets, feeling sad. It's cold out here and I'm wearing just a t-shirt. I want to go to the apartment we rented with a friend of mine/...

* Apparently we rented that apartment in another dream and we live there with some other friends and family.

.../change one letter game could be bravest from breast...

.../I have to deliver something in the 14th floor of a house. The elevator door gets closed when I'm about to step into it. The door opens while the elevator goes up. Now it's just a platform and I can see the stairs and all the stuff around. I must stay standing in the middle. I see an old woman going upstairs. The elevator stops in the 15th floor. I get out of the platform. It's just a sort of stairs with huge steps that I have to go down. There's a big empty space in the middle. The woman stands in the opposite side where I am. I ask her to be careful, she says something and makes a wrong move, then she falls. I run to take a look down. She's sitting on a table talking with a girl friend. She mocks about something pointing at me. She's not dead. There's something going on here. I want to go downstairs very quick and think I could take a shortcut by jumping if it's what I'm starting to think. This place doesn't make sense, I know what it means! This time I don't want to jump due to the vertigo. I go on with the plot, I still have her delivery in my hands. I throw it close to her. She doesn't like it, I don't care. I look around to see how can I go out. I see some escalators on my side leading to a wall with a hole above it. I command them to stop. They stop and I have to climb to get on the roof of a building. I hear she is quite upset following me. I command the escalators to move again to squeeze her against the wall, but she gets out before getting trapped in the motion. Now she looks very young but angry, she wears like a witch from the middle age. She stands in front of me yelling something. I feel scared but I have to control myself. Using my mind, I throw her against some sharp spikes I see in front of the house. She gets impaled uttering some spell on me. Her mouth looks like a Venus flytrap and it opens to the sides. I command with my mind the spikes to open up. It finishes her. Now I see the dream in 3rd person view. I see a DC who looks like Harry Potter, getting out from my point of view, he gets close to a door that I previously saw stating it was level 13. Now it's time for another level, the number on the door changes to a lower one, and it opens to show a wall. There's a couple of brown werewolves getting out from a window. The female one has two bats flying like flies around her head. The traffic in the streets is weird. Most of the cars move backwards. The authority car has a toilette in stead of a seat, and the driver seems to be taking a shit while driving. He speaks with somebody with the radio. This place is weird and I'm wondering what have the werewolves to do here/...

* I have to point out about this one, when I started to write down some fast notes (which is really tedious due to the fatigue) I barely remembered a couple of fragments of the final scene in the city where I wasn't lucid anymore. It was not until I wanted to go back to sleep, when I was able to remember the whole lucid sequence. Then my scratched writing turned into something more devoted.

These are moments that struck me as odd or notable, drawn from a number of dreams over the past four or five months. All non-lucid. Mainly these are moments that disturbed me, the ones I felt had deeper meaning if I had the wisdom to penetrate the veil around them--moments with animals, periods of huge change in the dream, and quiet, dark aspects.

-My ex-girlfriend and now good friend had written a book of life advice. Knowing she wrote it, I spoke to her, and she answered through the pages. I felt a sudden chill of knowing and a measure of uneasiness. She told me to sell everything that I owned.

-An old lady who rode my bus. We got off at the same time. In the midst of mindless chitchat, I started discussing centaurs. She told me, "War is coming. Mars shines brighter than ever. And Pluto." I told her, "I am Pluto."

-The closest I've been to flying, I was on a Skyrim-esque adventure (what a beautiful, wonderful game), and I had jetpacks that shot me up into the air. I'd fall, then launch myself up again. Think Iron Man, but propulsion rather than energy.

-A wooden boat in an underground crypt, like the Phantom of the Opera. I knew it was preparation for something. Later, a Smith Agent reaches into my forehead. I left, and had a strange incident with a dog, which was tied to me, and a squirrel, which I tried to protect from the dog but ended up scratching me. A group of friends took a look at my wrist, rubbed my forehead and reassured me to not feel fear or anxiety.

-A group of schoolmates, who have no drug interest, all took magic mushrooms. They all described it as catapulting the mind into the universe. However, it was intuitively understood that the return to earth would have to be paid in blood.

-First lion dream, my friend had one chained. It ran back and forth, the length of its chain. I lay there. It would sniff me each pass, getting closer. Fear.

-Second lion dream. I'm sitting with a friend in a field, and I see a lion approach. I determine not to move or show any signs of fear, but I know I'm lying, the lion knows, my scent is palpable. He approaches, sniffs me as if to take a bite. Then, the dream shifts. Another friend tells me the lion was shot with a tranquilizer dart from a helicopter.

-In the dark of night, under an underpass in heavy snow, I stumble and fall as I walk with my brother's ex-girlfriend. My hand finds another warm hand buried in the snow, and I grasp it. Fear wakes me.

-An eagle perches on a totem pole, and lets down an ancient runed manuscript that reads: 'Human Yoga.' He transforms into a boy named Sam, though he wishes to remain anonymous and is only revealed by a group of passerbys.

-As I walk in the front door of my home at night, I see unfathomably massive lights in the sky, like great energy beams charging. They briefly grow in intensity (it looks like ancient letters with the Enlgish W, S and A) then fire. With a primal yell, I struggle to slam my front door shut due to the incredible shock wave that sweeps through. Low in the sky, a ship the size of a small city roars overhead.

-A very intelligent, conservative and large dragon was intent on consuming my family, friends and own person. We were in a castle by a forest of evil monkeys, and I was attempting to diplomatically see everyone out of this crisis.

-My brother and I were in an industrial, Spartan-like training complex where boys were trained into soldiers. We found a room with water and boxes. I opened one and pulled out this strange fleshly doll, abnormally proportion (large chest and arms, triangular but human). I dropped it into the water, and remember debating whether to pull it out. I knew it was right to, so I did. As I picked it up, it drew breath.

-I was playing a hunting game. I morphed into a werewolf, but then took to the skies as a pterodactyl.

-A dream of two blind men at different times. One passed me in a hall. The other, I scaled a wall, and he was scaling the opposite way. The guy looked rough, with strange eyes, oozing sores, and an expression of anguish.

-Three large snakes were moving in waves, all as one. There was one tiny white snake that I held in my hand.

-I had three bugs of different color which I noticed were imbedded in my forearm. They began to hurt, and I scratched at them to break free from their painful bite.

-I was driving with my friend in the city, when I noticed a bridge next to us begin to collapse. We were on a bridge, too, and it collapsed behind. As we entered, the buildings of the city began to be broken up and destroyed around us as we drove both forward and in reverse.

-I was missing several teeth. A woman I knew suggested I use various crystals and stones, but they were all too large to fit what was missing.

Woke up and tried to remember any dreams I've dreamt last night but I could not

As the day carried on I happened to see a ex-friends mother and a dream fragment hit me like a bullet:

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In first person I see a crowd of people walking past me, carrying shopping bags and such, I have never been at this place before as the environment is new to me, a small street with gray exterior. Suddenly in the heaps of people walking by I see a familiar face, the mother to a girl I was once fond of.
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From what I can recall from this dream fragment, it feels like I'm an outsider, or a ghost, the people walks by and no one even looks in my direction, maybe they are not aware that I'm there. I can only see one face clearly, the mom's face. The rest of the faces in the crowd is blurred out.

I do not know why, but this particular scene in the dream - concluding that this in fact was a dream fragment and not the whole dream - seems to stand out, and has alot of feelings involved, most likely because of the fact that I was once very fond of this woman's daughter. Nevertheless this is for me a memorable dream fragment, because it managed to stir up old memories.

-Senju

5/5/14* Epic for me!..the part I am referring to starts at the ocean/beach further into the first lucid (blue) section. Got a great balance of self-awareness and dream environment attention and vividness! Weirdness induced second night in a row, but this time intentionally. This may be too personally felt for anyone else to get it. Also I was getting HH's while wife was getting up to get ready and there are only two of us in the house but I could hear the door closing on the other side of the house at the same time I felt my bed bouncing a little bit like when someone gets in or out of bed and that was a little bit freaky but I took it as HH's and I stay calm (which was it...was the bed movement or the door closing the HH...or both? ha ha!). Dream: We are in a big group seem to be traveling and we are in like a passport or visa line in Paris (the dream tells me this but I am not sure how, perhaps from earlier in the dream) but I am disappointed to see that we arrived in one of the suburbs and at first there is a huge line I see over to the left and I hope that that is not the line we're getting in but no we are dropped off to another place. There doesn't seem to be a line and we just have to go down this series of stairs, more and more stairs until finally I'm in this line but it is an amusement park line for some ride. It is a train of 4 to 6 cars each half-dome shaped with space for two. I've lost everyone except for one girl that is with us. But then I notice that I got out of line somehow on the exit side of the ride and the ride operator wouldn't let me get back on with the person I was with so now she was on the ride and taking off and the ride operator said something smart and I got upset at him and I thought it makes me just want to punch the guy and as I think about actually punching him I realize wait a minute that's a dream-like scenario taking control and punching someone and I realize I'm dreaming and I think about the musical performance task of the month and how I had already planned on doing it, but first I punch the guy. So I start playing air guitar and I the guitar appears and then I started doing air drums imagining the song by Phil Collins "I can feel it coming in the air tonight" I forget the title. Everything goes fuzzy but the crowd, I can start to hear the crowd getting louder and louder forming around me and there was already a crowd in the line of the ride but then I imagine them cheering and continue playing the drums and I am having a blast when I feel the dreamscape fading and I remember to try to spin and I fade into the void. In the void I tried to go back to where I was, with me performing, but nothing was happening fast enough so I remember my old reliable happy place, an ocean beach. As I imagine the scene I can start to hear ocean waves very gentle but repetitive rolling in along with seagulls calling and I patiently wait and it feels like I'm starting to float in slightly undulating water and I decide I don't want it to be too deep I want to be close to shore so I can explore the land and I do feel the water shallow...success! I feel the water up to my shins and the scene appears around me it is a grassy ocean with long green something not really kelp but it looks more like thick green grass and it grows above the surface of the very calm waters a little bit maybe half a foot or so and at the edge of the short beach (or high tide) it is like a big ruins wall with an arch opening in it and a column rising up from it up to the right. It looks like what remains of a wall or maybe the façade of a structure. It is maybe 50 yards wide (~50 meters) and maybe 25 or 30 yards high. I decide to fly up to the top of it and have a look around on top of the ruins. At the top of one smaller column I take a closer look and notice that the bricks are made of thin layers of tiny bricks joined together in sheets almost, kind of like reddish adobe clay perhaps, each layer is very intricate there is what I estimate to be about 10 little bricks going across one way with a thin connecting layer between each and then I guess that it must be about 10 going across the other way but when I count I get beyond 12 and I think that there are a few more than that and this layer of connected bricks looks to be only about a quarter-inch thick and it is pliable and I'm kind of messing it up like it is not dry yet and I decide to move on. I fly up over the wall and there are so many miniature things, toys and what not and I fly over to another ruin wall and stop and then fly down again to take a closer look there's this one set of toys that is all in an Arabian theme. There are several guys on camels and they look like royalty, nicely dressed with attire hooded over their head as you might expect from some Arabian tales and not dissimilar to the wise men typically seen in a nativity scene. These are very nice figurines. They were obviously set up in an array perhaps like a kid might set up to play with but neatly or like set up for a museum miniature display. These figures look like they were a good 12-18 inches tall or so. I'm really loving this and decide to keep exploring and go past one of the other ruins and it becomes like a room with a little window box on the far end and more displays inside there. I think about whether or not to fly or phase into that window box display thing but I just think why?..it could cause complications for the stability of the dream. I turn around and there are so many different things in this room and as I head towards the door-like opening I see there is a big glass display case like a curio cabinet and I can see part of my reflection and I notice I'm only wearing underwear and I say well let's see what my thing looks like in this dream. I pull down my underwear and it is kind of a retracted and not much 2 speak of...more like a child's. This dreamscape is so fascinating (and I think that it is some kind of representation of my child-like fantasies of exploring ancient ruins and also the imagination that went along with playing with toy figurines when I was a kid. This was a feeling I recently recaptured when doing the open beta exercises. It is like how when you were a kid you could look at an area under a bush and imagine it as a cool world for your figurines to play in or for your toy soldiers to fight in and I think that is how this world came to be even though I started off imagining the beach and got the beach with the grassy ocean.) As I go on through the door-like arch the dream feels like it is fading but I decided not to fight it because I don't want to forget all of the details of the dreamscape I just explored or the dream before with me performing musically. When I woke up I was quite pleased with myself, and though it may not sound that interesting to many people, it was utterly fascinating to me and I absolutely loved it! It felt like playing somewhere in my subconscious! I can imagine that this is one of those dreams that may only mean a lot to me. I also don't want to consider counting it as TOTM completion because I have more I want to do with that task and I am afraid I won't go back to it if I already have the wings. Awesome fun! 142

Never put last nights LD in my DJ:
5/4* (copying from the TOTM post. I was on a cruise ship vacation in two different dreams this night but only including the TOTM related one here.)

Had an attempt at advanced ii...but I am most happy with my self-awareness during the LD and also breaking away from my typical LD slant (though that kind of sexual thinking helped me realize it was a dream).

I am back on the cruise ship and I see some movement involving a woman in this big glass windowed room/atrium and I think about going in but then it occurs to me that this is a dream scenario for me...I might be...I must be...yeah...I will float up and prove it to myself. Sure enough I float up maybe 20 feet in the air and think that this is a great location to do the musical performance task in front of a large audience on a cruise ship. (Dream control poison removed to protect the dream schema of the innocent). I am now flying over an odd version of a vast ocean. Instead of a realistic ocean it is very light blue for as far as I can see in all directions with symbols in a symmetrical pattern throughout. The repeating symbol was kind of like a yin & yang symbol but with a dolphin on one side and a graphical representation of a wave on the other. I try flying in different directions and still thinking about how to find a large audience and I tell myself that I will begin seeing a city. The seascape starts to change but instead of starting to see a city I suddenly find myself in a large dark, dusty room with a fireplace mantle on one end and a few decorations hanging around it and several old dusty chairs sitting on the right and left side of the room. I find this very interesting to have such a drastic change in scene and look around in amazement. This place looks most like an abandoned retirement home and I feel like this room is probably the recreational room where they would play bingo and what not. I decide that I can still make this work, I just need to summon a bunch of people like I did in last months TOTM, but I tried to summon everyone in with one idea. The idea was that I could hear the crowd building and cheering flowing into the room and I could start to hear it when I felt the dream quickly dissipate. Perhaps I should have brought groups of people in, one at a time, like I did last month thinking I may have tried to do too much at once or perhaps I was coming to the end of my REM anyway. 141

22:10 bedtime, 3mg melatonin hoping for REM rebound in morning, looks like it worked!

03:14

+ in frozen yougurt/ice cream shop I'm at counter a man (and woman) clerk are on the other side of the counter the man is to the right, a woman with a child arrives to my left into line. I'm fumbling with my wallet and money, I'm choosing what to get. I'm trying to see what flavors are available. I ask "what's in that one?" and the man offers me a cookie, I say "no, what's the flavor of that one." It's a mixture: cookies, bizet, caramel, chocolate, he says "the flavor is whatever you put in there", it's not really an ice cream more a dessert mixture, you're supposed to add ice cream to it. I notice that while I've been choosing a long line of people has built up.

05:32

very long series of dreams including a lucid

+ in a car with wife, I'm driving, driving on a road, which is a narrow shelf between a hill sloping up and to the left and a river off to the right. I see 3 animals on the hillside to the left we're approaching them, one is a small orange fox poking out of a hole, and there are two other animals above (1 below) the fox. Immediately after that I see a mother rabbit holding back its baby rabbit with its teeth so that the baby does not jump into the road. Just after that I see a hedgehog walking slowly across the road I don't want to hit it I maneuver the car so that the hedgehog passes between the wheels, I turn around and look behind me out the rear window to see if I hit it, I see the sandy road but nothing else.

Going farther forwards I miss a turn-off to the left, now I'm concerned because this road is narrow and there likely will be nowhere to turn around. I eventually do encounter enough room and turn around. I'm thinking the next time I'm lucid in a car I shouldn't bother with just simple flying, I should summon a Star Wars hyperdrive control and use it to launch myself into a random place deep in space in the galaxy and just turn it off randomly and see where I end up. I think several times about pushing the hyperdrive control to do that.

Approaching the turn off I missed earlier I look up the hill to the right and see city buildings, I think this is the right road and keep heading towards it.

+ With wife fixing something at an outdoor maintenance place, my wife is pumping out water, I'm just standing there watching, 3 guys come up and do something. I see two blue backpacks on the ground against a wall, I think they're mine, I start touching them, the 3 guys get upset I'm touching them, they're their backpacks it turns out, I say "excuse me" in a foreign language. They're still looking at me I say "well I said excuse me." I'm concerned they think I'm not a native because I speak their foreign language with an accent probably. I tell my wife we should get out of here because I'm nervous about these guys.

Then I think hey I'm a man I should do the work, I get down and take over the pumping. It's a bicycle hand pump, and we're pumping the water out from another (stand-up pump), so I screw the stand-up pump together with the hand-pump. We have a sleeping bag/roll spread out on the ground under the pump. These guys are pumping out water over on top of our stuff through a tube of water, over our bags, etc., I'm moving their water hose to the side away from our things it keeps coming back. I keep adjusting their hose and finally make it stick in a better position.

While pumping I look down closely on the ground and see a big frog/toad. I say "Hey, froggy!" I see it close up. I hold out my left hand and it jumps onto my hand. It's gooey/squishy, think I may catch something from it so I turn my hand over and plop it back to the ground.

+ leaving a museum with my mother can't find her, I realize I don't have her cell phone, I think "I want my mother!" I'm carrying a lot of packages, a woman clerk is helping me get out, there are people in my way, I'm pushing through them. Outside there are a lot of people standing around, and there's a guy with glasses who looks a lot like TZ, I think it's TZ at first but I look closely and decide it's not him. There are several guys who look like him. He's teaching a science lesson to a group he's leading.

+ Standing inside my childhood home sister's old bedroom (where I'm sleeping IWL this night) and TZ (really him) is standing also, he's there to collect his things. I look around the room and I see pure white walls, I say "hey did they paint the walls of this room recently?" Then I get a fake memory of them painting this room. I don't know if I should speak to TZ because we've (IWL) had a falling out. Now we'rd both just heading down the stairs I'm in front, I"m still trying to decide if I should speak to TZ. I decide we've been family friends for so long I should say something. I turn around the look up at him and say in a friendly voice, "Hey, how's it going?" He gets upset we're walking down the stairs, he sticks his elbow out at me and says "what you're really doing is this" (his gesture, meaning I'm keeping him at a distance), he's insulted that I"m even trying to speak to him. He's really rude. He keeps waving/poking his elbow at me to brush me off. I'm tremendously offended and upset by this. He goes out on to the deck via the back porch, I go into the kitchen and look at him standing on the deck through the kitchen window. He's with his new girlfriend and I want to set things straight with him, so I go to the back porch door and look out but he's kissing her so I come back inside and say "oh never mind". I'm looking for something in the refridgerator and there's some kind of a book club meeting going on in the house.

+ standing in a sporting good store, talking to several young guys (brothers) and their father, I say if you're working out (with weights) and build up some muscle you'll feel good about yourself and you'll have better luck with the ladies. But the most important thing is confidence...confidence, and .... (can't think of anything else), just be really confident. One of the guys says "but what if they don't choose me?" And I say "Well, you know, then YOU go and choose THEM, be confident and assertive." These guys all look the same and I'm kind of creeped out by this and leave.

Then I'm walking down climbing under ground through very short narrow openings. I have this idea, "Oh, no, not the Jared's again" (they're the guys I was just talking to in the store), "I'm tired of dreaming, I just want to have some restful sleep (and I'm lucid). I'm continuing through the area. I look into one room with huge fat old naked swollen women (like monster ticks or cows), I say "Hello, ladies!" and keep moving on. I continue on walking and come to an open area in a mall, a cosmetic/perfume area. A girl is sitting at a desk to my right. I look at her, she's young & attractive, I say "ok," and walk up to her, while I'm walking she suddenly appears old. Then her face becomes fluid and unclear like her face is switching between many different faces very quickly. I will her to be young again and she is young. I stand her up from her chair with a hand on each of her shoulders and say "OK, come stand over here" and I put her a bit to the left of the desk, on the first step leading up to another part of the cosmetics department. I put her there so I'll be able to embrace her easier. I start getting the waking up feeling and I instantly take several steps backwards away form her saying "Oh, no" (with inflection like "I'm not going to allow this to happen, no way" ). I recite my sivason dream yoga immunity to shock mantra, "My mind controls my reaction, my mind controls my reaction." I step up to her again and I wake up.

08:06

another grand adventure

+ I was with some people and I wanted to show that I was Captain America. My costume was down in a back room, with other giant hockey jerseys lying on the ground. I summoned the Captain America bouncy ball, a child's small bouncy ball (1/2 inch diameter) painted with the emblem on Captain America's shield. I felt things in my pockets and I wondered which pocket I should check. I decided that I expected to find it in my left pocket and reached in and pulled out the ball! The ball I knew has the poweris that if you hold it up against a dream character's head, they do exactly what you want them to do. It takes all the work out of DC mind control. I showed this ball to a guy and I joked that I would throw it and it would fly around the corner into another room and that it would give me control over one of the cute girls in the room.

I was returning to the jersey room to return my costume and the ball and I come across a strange table circular saw with many wavy saw blades built into a cube frame. In a closet there were about a dozen replacement blades (3D) for the saw. Kind of looks like a room fan. I think this is a safety hazard since someone could walk into it and cut off their leg accidentally.

So much going on hard to remember it all.

With a group of people, in a room, we're travelling somewhere, we're on a quest. I'm sitting behind one of the girls in the next booth, behind her, and I move my face up to her right ear and nuzzle against her right cheek through her hair trying to put a move on her, I say "are you concerned for your parents? It's OK because Captain America is on our side and he will help us."

Our group is in a car, we approach a large open expanse of water, it is night, I'm sitting in the back seat of the car. We need to get over to the other side of this lake/ocean. There are dozens of highly bizarre ferry boats and water vehicles in every direction ahead of us. Someone (my sister?) in the car says: "isn't it funny that in dreams your car can always driver over water?" (we're already heading out on to the water in the car. I'm looking around, the view is fascinating and bizarre. To the left I see a 3-foot tall Tyrannosaurus Rex about 10 feet away wading through the water. I exclaim "Hey guys there's a 3-foot tall dinosaur to the left! It's a Tyrannosaurus Rex!" Nobody responds. This huge slug-shark thing with a long body and shark-ish face is approaching us I yell "Step on the gas, the shark-thing is heading right for us!".

We're across the water and it's day time. I'm racing up the stairs heading into the city with one of the group. He's on the stairs I'm on the hill to the right of the stairs. I think this dream is long, I can't wait until I wake up and can compare notes with [my stair racing friend], since we're shared dreaming (fake memory), I want to see if his memory of this dream matches mine. We reach the top of the stairs and we need to find the alligator statue to prove this is the right city. I think where it will be, to the left or the right, where should I expect to find it. I choose the right, I turn there and see strange painted emblems on the ground, I think I say "I've found it!" but my friend says no that's not it. I look into the city and it is covered with billboards and banners, all written in (what I think is) Itailian. I say 'Look the writing's in Italian this must be the right place".

The farthest I remember back, I was in my room. I realized I was about to miss the bus (a common theme in my dreams as it is a prevalent fear IRL), so I frantically got ready and left. A few things were odd. My dad's girlfriend was there and they were both awake. It was morning, but it was dark (coulda sworn it was nighttime before). There were more people walking outside than there are usually.

I got to my bus stop in time, but the bus drove right past me and almost hit two people. I went to chase it (in retrospect, I'm surprised I could run in a dream), but I realized it was not my bus. As I walked back to my stop, I figured this was unusual and did an RC; lo and behold, I'm dreaming. I feel myself become lucid and I hop into the air. I'm intent on having a world of fun, but the person next to me starts attacking me, making it impossible to concentrate, so I wake up.

* I go to bed, and as usual, play some Sudoku (hard level with diagonals) to fall asleep. I let an empty piece of paper next to my bed in order to write down my fast notes. I slowly fall asleep while holding the pen and Sudoku in front of me, I close my eyes...

- I see a sinking ship, then I decide it would be a great idea to write down this sort of imagery I see at the beginning. I turn and start writing about the ship...

* I realize I'm still holding the Sudoku and pen in front of me, then I turn and start writing some fast notes and go back to sleep. I leave the game and pen on a side, put my self comfortable and close my eyes thinking perhaps it's a good idea to start writing this fast notes since the very first moments...

- .../then if my brothers have the same chip, I must have it too...
- .../and it's because of they hit the like button just for the first seconds of the videos...
- .../I'm hearing the fast riff part of the song "It is Done" from Mors Principium Est...
- .../I see someone shows me a red thread cone to explain something I'm thinking. The cone is very sharp...
- .../two carpets together. One green and the other gray. There's a polishing head that cleans one of them. I see the heads spinning exactly in the border without touching the other one...
- .../long ago I want to update my DV signature with a spoiler with my dream goals. Perhaps I have found a way to remember these ideas that pop up from time to time just when I'm falling asleep and I don't remember during my WL...
- .../Hey, I can use the orange color for HH to write this in the DJ!...
- .../when you wake up and bring some dream fragment, which looks like a crispy piece of meat, the kids shouldn't touch it with their hands...

* Both kids are sleeping now, I don't hear no more playing noises coming from their place...

- .../I just want to make a sample of how it goes...
- .../Share your dream from last night in <one sentence>. The sentence could be used as the link text to the DJ entry to make it simple...
- .../when I woke up yesterday right after the dream from the "remotest memory", I remembered most of it but I didn't have something at hand to make a fast note or voice recording, of course! I must correct it...

* Then, it came to my mind the first recurrent-never-remembered-until now-fragment of a sequence of dreams, which brought me back a recurrent dreamscape which is a composition of all the city downhills of the former town where I lived... It's amazing to remember all those dreams... a lot of scenes cross in front of my eyes... those dreams were so vivid and were almost left into Oblivion...

- .../that's why it should be loaded the second section first. That way you don't lose the data when loading the first part in the second place...

* That was the last note before falling asleep...

.../I have one-wheel roller skates attached to my knees. I'm skating kneeling taking my little kid to the kindergarten. She has normal inline roller skates. I give her to her teacher (who's a woman I never saw in WL). There's something about Orange color...

* Wake up and write some fast notes, then go back to sleep...

.../I get to school at night, I'm wearing my school times clothing. I find a girl friend who I didn't remember long ago. I ask her about some twin brothers who studied with us because of I forgot which one of them was our classmate. One of them was in another class but I didn't remember who was who. She pointed who was with us. I see the other one at the basketball court, then I tell him: "Of course, you were in the other class because of the uglier from you was in our class". Then I follow the girl upstairs to our classroom. I see a couple of friends more. It's nice to remember them. Then I notice that my place is not free. I look for a free chair, put my bag on it and start singing "Set The World A Fire" from Megadeth. I realize my voice is a little bit creepy, it's funny, then I let it go...

* Wake up and write some fast notes, then go back to sleep...

.../I'm in a recurrent dreamscape enjoying the view, I'm getting to the peninsula which is called "island" by the locals. It's mixed with some ancient ruins. I hear somebody screaming there. I take a closer look and see a young man cutting some logs. I decide to go back when I see another man walking on the road. I prefer to keep my distance. When I turn I can see the roofs of the houses all tight together covering the hills in the sides of the road. The sight is very dreamy. Then I realize it! When I see a person getting closer, I decide to walk on the roofs to avoid him, the roofs are all connected with stairs. The man takes a short cut and climbs faster than me. He gets to the upper side of the labyrinth first, I just decide to go on climbing up since he doesn't seem to bother. I hear a local folk song, it's very sticky. It was the melody which long ago I was looking for, finally I hear something new! The lyrics are not what I expected, because of it's about the opposite team, although sounds really good and this time, I decide to let it go when I reach the roof of my grand parents' house. I sit for a moment to hear it clear. I climb down thinking about the different devil costumes I wore those three years. Then I put a bear dress on. I don't remember having pictures of this one, I have 2 kerchiefs in each hand, I notice I didn't do the blue one although it looks nice too. I see both my Dad and Aunt-mom (she took care of me when my biological mother passed away when I was around 2) getting in the old bakery to talk. I just don't want them to see me. I go downstairs while looking at the costume, I "remember" dancing with this. It was very fun, although perhaps I should take a couple of pictures now. Then I see my Dad absently walking, I evade him very easy...

Today I had a really weird dream...

Dream:

I was somewhere and I had to 'save' the world from the bad food smurfs. In my dream you had 2 kinds of smurfs and those smurfs you ate. They weren't characters from a movie. It was like an animal that we ate. So you had a slimy awful smurfs and a good crispy smurfs. And I saved the world by killing all the slimy smurfs.


This is one weird dream...

1st dream - I was somewhere with people from my past -Terra, Angie, and Erin. All from very different parts of my life but all deeply religious even though they don't share the same religion. I was very happy to see and spend time with all of them. (What does this mean? Am I lost spiritually?)

2nd dream morphed from the first one with Erin doing my makeup. It was too much and I wiped some of it off then I was nervous I wouldn't be "ready in time" (clue for something?). Going to see The Answer and the concert was on a cruise. I get there and meet up with Kathy. Turns out my ticket is for the wrong day - her's is Friday and mine is Saturday. Maybe I could exchange but I can't find my Driver's License. So I jump off the boat and I'm on some kind of inflatable horse to get to my place and find my ID. Somehow I am suddenly back on the ship and the ticket seems to be no longer a problem. O'Donnell is there to see the show. I'm nervous of getting sea sick. Anyway I see Yolandi and she is the most beautiful creature I've laid eyes on. She seems butterfly-like with sparkly purple makeup and a shiny gray draped dress. She spoke to me and I was enthralled.

Leading a group of people up a stone stairway, there are many roots and branches obstructing the way. I spontaneously realize I am dreaming, and tell the trees to move. They move, and then come right back. I tell them to move out of the way until we pass by - they move creaking and the roots curl back up into the ground, and leave an unobstructed path up the stairs.

At the top, is a rather large porch type structure, with very ornate boards and railings. On one of the railing posts is a plate, on which sits a single waffle. All the DCs in my dream want waffles, and are hungry. It looks like a nice one, and I think about eating it myself! I comically recall Jesus turning one loaf of bread into many, and decide to do the same with this waffle. Blinking, everyone now has a waffle, and is enjoying a nice breakfast. To summon more waffles, I reach into my pocket, and expect to pull out a waffle each time. This works a few times in a row, then I pull out nothing, but act like it was a waffle, and frisbee an air waffle across the deck. As the pretend waffle leaves my hand, it turns into an actual syrup covered waffle, mid-air. I keep pulling them out of my pocket and throwing them at the DCs, amused at how they only appear once they leave my hand and soar through the air.

With all the DCs pacified, I remember some of my lucid goals from earlier. I verbally asked myself / the dream that I recognized as being created by my own mind the following, "How can I have lucid dreams more often? and what is the best way to communicate with my subconscious?" I then saw a girl walking past the bottom of the stairs to the tree fort I was in. "Hello!" I shouted her way, excited to see this manifestation of my own mind. This scared her and she ran around the corner. I ran after her and apologized, "Sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you, I just have a few questions." as I mentally thought of what I just asked moments ago. In direct answer to how to have more lucid dreams, she told me, "Oxycodon, and Hydrocoma" I don't know what those are, I assumed they were supplements or drugs or something. I wasn't expecting such a technical answer, so I had to repeat them to myself over and over. I just remember how the name sounds, so I spelled it phonetically, I am fairly certain there is another spelling if they exist at all.

I don't want to rely on supplements or drugs, so I clarified my question further, asking her, "How do I have more lucid dreams without taking anything?" She tries to dodge this question by telling me she's cold. My initial reaction is not to turn up the heat to save money, but it's a dream! So I turn the heat up for her. I also use my mind to blast her with comfortable warming energy. She sits on the stairs, looks me directly in the eyes, and says, "When a cancer patient finds the cure, it's not so important that you get it right anymore" I am reminded of the practices of living a lucid life during the day, self awareness and memory. I feel that this is what she is referring to, albeit rather indirectly. I tell her, "I don't want to spend a lot of time doing something that won't work" She looks at me, and non-verbally tells me not to worry about that. She then tries to distract me by asking about a tattoo on my arm. I am still mindful that it is a dream, and that I don't have any tattoos, but since it is a dream, and I could have one in a dream, I look at my arm - still no tattoo.

Laughing at her failed attempts to distract me from knowing it is a dream, I wake up, really having to pee.

I'm on my bed playing with a camera, trying to take pictures of a city park in front of me, when a dark mist covers part of some trees. The image on the LCD looks very dreamy to me. Then I tell a DC on my side "it looks like it is a dreamscape". I try to get more pictures of it, until the the haze is to dark and the images turn in black. I get exited because of the possibility to get dreamscapes with this camera, then I point to a door on my left, by moving just the image on the screen with a smooth movement of my hands (it looked more like a 1st person game motion). When I press the button, I see the illumination of the image like the sun is moving really fast until I get a beautiful photo of a tree with its roots coming out of a wall next to a door. It's filled in blue and green colors besides the dreamy shadows. I'm fascinated when the DC turns into my wife and she tells me that we have to go somewhere.
I want to take more pictures, when I notice I'm pointing a window in front of me. I put the camera down and I realize it's a known dreamscape in the outside! I tell her "Wow, there it is, it's THAT dreamworld I love the most!! I stand up from my bed to see an abandoned train station in the outside and tell her: "There is the old train station!!..." Then I take one more picture. I hear the sound of an analog camera when I press the button. I look around to realize the whole dreamscape, I'm simply fascinated!
My wife doesn't seem to get interested at all, and she starts pulling me to go. I ask her to wait a little. I just want to go out of this dark room and explore, because I'm starting to realize what it means (it's a dream). Then she holds me from my genitals and squeeze them. That hurts and I'm thinking for what to do to get rid off her. I wonder about the pain, and she insists to take me out from here. I complain about it in a friendly way, trying to see the situation as something funny, but it's hurting me...
Finally, I'm lying on the floor, with the camera on my hands with my wife pulling me from my genitals... then I wake up thinking perhaps she has something interesting to say or do...

Pre pre: turmeric

Wbtb: had 1/3 latte, was more sleepy, so the ld was more stable, but tasks less accessible.

A dream starts with some scenario going while I'm in my bed in ex-bedroom trying to fall asleep. A moment of the usual confusion as I'm uncertain in the darkness which hands I'm moving. I think I'm moving my real hands because I can touch some of the furniture next to the bed. Then decide to make the dream appear, get up and expect to be able to move in the dream scene, which builds now fully around me. With slightly more confidence I go to the other room, where I examine the furniture layout. Contrary to my expectations the room seems very orderly, and nothing stands out to point out this is a dream. It looks suspiciously realistic and as if this is happening now. Then I have a look at the sofa and see dad and bf relaxing on the opposite sides.

I remember I wanted to do the easter egg task again. This time, I decide to just think of it rather than use hand summon to make the egg appear, then look to my side. There is a weird looking plant which is decorated with eggs. I pick a purple colored egg from the plant and remind myself to break it. Yet, the egg feels hollow and light and I'm afraid there won't be anything inside. I hold it for a while trying to make it a bit heavier and fill it with something to see. The egg remains light and I now worry that if I don't hurry up, these mental efforts will make it transform to something else, so go ahead and break it. The initial impression is that there is nothing inside, but as I examine the small pieces of egg shell fallen in, I notice there are a number of miniature banknotes inside the egg. I make a mental note for the journal.

The DCs change positions and now it's mom, dad and bf sitting on the couch and I start asking them questions. Unlike other of my conversations with DCs, these three can actually speak, forming entire complex sentences more or less answering my questions. I believe I have finally come across smart DCs. Unfortunately, I was unable to recall the most of the things they said, and had not been very prepared to ask them more questions either. This is what I remember.

My first thought is to wonder if it's possible those to be the real people I know, where we are all dreaming this here and now. I have some intuition that this isn't the case, but then wonder if it could be that all of us are engaged in this conversation in a different time (like the past or maybe the future), so I ask the DCs about that. My mom's DC starts to explain something about animals having the ability to do something similar to what we are doing now, but humans have lost this ability. I want them to continue explaining and ask them more questions I can't recall. The only gibberish moment happens when I focus too much on the speech and try to apply extra understanding to it. If I casually listen, they continue with their explanations.

The DCs change to other male DCs I don't know, they continue being smart and I feel close to them as if meeting friends I haven't seen for a long time. The conversation continues and I ask one of the guys something about the dream. He makes a remark that long dreams like this can be especially tiresome for some of the participants as if referring to himself. I'm out of ideas for questions, so try to remember the other tasks but the very strong effort to access this hard to reach memory causes the dream the completely collapse and me to wake up.

I do a mental review and still tired continue sleeping.

I don't know what was lucid in these dreams and what wasn't. It's hard to tell anymore because I'm always exerting some control over my dreams now but it varies. Sometimes it seems I'm doing it a lot, sometimes I can't tell because its become so routine. My mind just runs in the backround like some unobtrusive computer program. Anyway, I recorded these dreams because of the intensity of my emotions and because one of them repeated itself 5 times in a row without me waking up. It's unusual due to the fact I I normally wake up before a dream repeats itself. It's like I was examining it, looking for clues like a detective. Anyway, without further delay here are my dreams.

4/30
My first dream came with a strong feeling. I don't remember exactly what happened. I just remember being asked if my Commanding Officer ordered me to take a life or if I had to kill someone if I would do it. I was running away and down a street because I was afraid of what my mind was capable of, what I was capable of.

The next dream kept repeating itself over and over, particularly two specific segments. A father is going on a long trip. He has a daughter who is beautiful. She has her long hair in a ponytail, she's a burnette, long, toned legs. The dad reasures her that friends will be coming by to check on her. She will be fine. They have a strong bond and love each other very much. This part also kept repeating; the dad tries cooking for his daughter but the the food gets messed up every time in some unique way. Once or twice I was also the father and the one cooking.

Morning of April 30, 2014. Wednesday.



I am back at the main library in La Crosse, though it seems a bit bigger than in reality. I find a table to sit at, at the southwestern corner. An unknown girl (high school or college), in blue jeans and a white top, on my left, says “hi” in a friendly manner and goes back to reading an orange hardcover book on chemistry, which has an embossed image of a water molecule on the cover but for some reason seems to have “familiar” circus poster motifs as well (such as the band of two-color alternating triangles) - yet it seems quite right in design and context somehow. The table (and perhaps the area itself) has a strange “ancient” atmosphere, like very old Sequoia trees in the back of my mind, or some such. The wood seems to have some sort of “electrical field” or “magic” of some kind, which seems to make a barely visible “aura” about it similar to the atmosphere of the planet. The girl seems to have read my mind and asks me what “Sequoia” means, which causes me to ponder if she is telepathic. I tell her that although some people claim it means “bird”, it actually means “pig in a pen”. She smiles and says, “Oh, I thought it meant pig with a pen”. I then am trying to work out if she is being obnoxious somehow, relating to the creator of the Cherokee alphabet, but do not respond, as she seems passive and cheerful (and nonthreatening).

I end up looking farther back behind my left shoulder and see a very large black book called “10,000 Great Dreams” which strongly reminds me of the ridiculous fiasco in real life called “10,000 Dreams Interpreted” by Gustavus (which I used to read in real life as a boy and it was so absurd, pointless, and wrong for the most part, I laughed until I felt giddy). I pick up the book and take it over to the desk. Then I notice that it is not actually a regular book, but a large black and white harlequin mask with the pages behind the mask. The eyes seem to be emeralds at first, but then I notice they are just green jelly, which fall out in a couple small piles on the table. I note some strange simple “sayings” on each page, none of which make any real sense. I read several, but can only remember one clearly. It says, “You must open your doors to look out your windows”, and then something about cheddar cheese being the “root of all evil” (this may date back to the 1980s where I saw a piece of Swiss-cheese-like blackness with the diagonally rendered top and bottom of the slice representing a “demon” - I think it, that is, this new dream aspect, may also be related to an episode of the “Buffy the Vampire Slayer” television series in the late 1990s or so where a man kept appearing in her dream with a slice of cheese and annoying her).

Also come the wise words: “Hands are the feet of your arms.”

Most of the “dreams” read like very short and boring mundane newspaper articles from a mainstream newspaper and with no diverse layers of insights or obscure (but meaningful) renderings as is common with dreams. Nothing visionary appears anywhere, either. Instead, a lot of it seems to have half-finished naïve political speeches or just one sentence at times. Only one, I remember enough to summarize it; it said something like “I was walking down the sidewalk and a girl on roller skates stole my wallet and I chased her and called her a b—- and threw rocks at everyone." I look over and notice that the aforementioned girl is wearing roller skates and her blue jeans have somehow transformed into white shorts but that does not seem to bother me. The "book cover” (mask) also has a red ribbon that seems to be connected as a silk “bookmark”. I pull on it, as it seems to be stuck between two pages near the back and realize the girl is “complaining” (moaning as if annoyed, rather) and it turns out to be a ribbon from her hair, which she retrieves. (I seem to firstly have been pulling her head down and over a bit via the apparently very long “bookmark” aka ribbon from that distance, but this is not the case at all; it just seems to have an odd physical effect, like some sort of “magnet” that makes her head move.) She soon does not mind, though, and in fact laughs about it and throws it back to me when I give it to her and we play a game of catch for about five or six rounds.

An elderly librarian taps me painfully on the shoulder from my right and points to a sign that says “No garter tossing in the library” and then makes a typical “shhh!” gesture, and I feel embarrassed.

Looking down, I notice that the mask has turned into a real flayed human face (in two vertical sections), which really makes me think if I should leave. The same librarian taps me again and points to another sign that reads in uppercase - “No defacing books in the library”. I realize that people may think that I am Ed Gein because of this, so I get up to leave and as I do, I notice that much of the material in the back of the “book” actually looks like a gossip column from a tabloid instead of relating to dreams. I can hear the librarian talking loudly to the authorities, many of them being fireman for some reason. “He was in there, throwing garters around, and suddenly tore off his face to make an artistic statement, just like Vincent Van Gogh!" The firemen then do a Keystone Cops routine around the library even though I am standing in plane sight.

The girl taps me on the shoulder and whispers "you saved us all”. I notice that the harlequin mask/real face/book cover is actually two messy (and melting?) pieces of the creature from the movie “Mimic” (1997) which looks like a human face, but which is meant to fool people before they are eaten. It looks more and more like a pile of melted cheese such as on a pizza.

The police come in and arrest the librarian for keeping a “fake” book in the library that was “written by a cockroach” (although in the movie, the creature is supposedly more like a cross between a termite and a praying mantis - though does look a lot like a giant cockroach in some scenes). Everyone is marched out of the library in an orderly fashion so that the library can be “fumigated” in case there are any more such books.

4/29/14* My wife moved abruptly to turn off her alarm (timing was right IWL), but due to all of the HH's I get with my wife moving, I took it as an HH and kept my awareness basically attempting a DEILD. I had the sensation of laying in bed but a visual, over to my right, of myself (I assume) floating face down above the bed. That scene and the following was too much of a lengthy continuous scene to have been HH. I think this might have been influenced by a scene in the poorly rated movie "Apparition" that I saw over the weekend where the main character sees himself stuck on the ceiling and is unable to move on the bed either but eyes wide open (looked like sleep paralysis) while his girlfriend is being attacked by an unseen force. Mine was more of a dark outline of a male body on the ceiling. I believe it caught me in one of the NREM stages but the bizarreness of it eventually woke me up for real (or my wife moving again). I remained calm but continued to get rotating dark figures above me so I just laid back...mostly enjoying the show. Very memorable. 139