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16.11.2013 4/4

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Esse sonho foi bem longo e vívido, mas como demorei pra escrever, esqueci muita coisa. Eu estava jogando um jogo dos Simpsons e entrava nele. Lá eu estava em um navio atrás de alguns itens, resolvendo alguns puzzles. Depois de uma determinada missão eu encontrava um item que estava procurando. Parecia uma folha de sulfite, mas quando eu a segurava ela disparava um tipo de "raio" de uma das pontas que grudava nas coisas. Eu lembro que eu a testava disparando no teto e brincando de "Tarzan". Meu pai estava nessa parte do sonho. Minha mãe e o Cássio também estavam no sonho, mas não me lembro em que momento. Havia algo sobre uma festa e um banho, mas não me lembro mais. Dentro do navio, em uma sala com várias pessoas eu via um mural de acrílico com algumas coisas escritas nele. Eu tentava ler mas não conseguia entender nada.

I had this dream when I was about 2 or 3.

I was walking down a pier which had an old wooden building next to it, to my left there were skeletons being hung from a chain connected to a log and a wooden wall to my right. As I rounded the corner there were a pack of dead people who were standing there mumbling looking down at the ground, I thought that they were normal people, I took a step towards them and the wood creaked loudly, they all instantly looked up and screeched and growled, they ran towards me screaming words but I couldn't register what they were saying. After they were about three or four metres away from me the skeletons came to life and jumped down next to me holding swords and killing the undead, one of the skeletons picked me up, I screamed at the top of my lungs saying "let me go!" The skeleton covered my mouth and jumped onto a row boat and paddled away from the peir. The undead screamed and yelled then jumped in the water after killing the skeletons. The skeleton that was in the boat pulled out a really old pistol (like the ones they use in pirates of the carrabean) and shot them all. Then we reached a tiny sand island with a palm tree and then I woke up from the dream.

My mum has only recently said that this dream was my nightmare every night for about 2 years or something, she had to keep getting up at 3am every morning so I wouldn't wake up crying and screaming, but then I kept on having the nightmare earlier around midnight. My poor mum haha.

Hi, i'm ellie and am 17. (don't know if that could have any relevance) basically just before i woke up, I had this really odd nightmare type thing. I literally can't remember the last time I had anything close so that is probably why it has freaked me out so much. It was super intense with the majority of the dream engulfing me in an anxious, desperate kind of mood. I can remember the dream being really really vivid, but cannot remember much of the first part (up until I am in my house), and i know there were bits before that I cant remember at all, but i still know happened. This is all I can remember...

I was in a supermarket with my mum who worked there (she doesn't in reality) and we were just generally chatting. We then caught the train home, but instead of the train stopping, we had to jump out, and this seemed completely normal and fine. I was reassuring her that it was okay, and that I did it all the time so she jumped out first and landed standing up and unharmed, but i hesitated feeling more anxious as i watched her get further away, and tried to run down the open sided train to stay close. when I did jump, there was a train coming in the opposite direction. as i jumped, I was moving very quickly and rolled along the tracks as the other train passed over me. I then got up and walked up the sloped platform to meet my mum. The setting was close to that of where I grew up; on the edge of a marsh with a tiny train station at the end of the short gravely, muddy road. I cant remember how I got to my house (the house where i now live with my parents), but I know that my mum had to go out again to go shopping. I was in my conservatory but i also somehow knew it was an attic at the same time, although not looking like one or being in the roof, and there was a chinese woman and her 10ish year old son watching tv in there. On the tv there was a program about something to do with a family in debt, or owing someone something, and it graphically showed a man being beheaded with a chainsaw closeup as payment while his mother was weeping behind him, and at that point it was not like i was in the room, but watching this first hand. I don't know where this could have come from because i don't watch any kind of horror or gore films because they make me feel physically sick, so don't know where my mind could have got enough detail to create this. I was aware of being in the room again. I felt very distressed by this in the dream and was asking why they would watch it, and they just started laughing at it. I then turned my attention to my one year old niece who was playing with some red and blue wooden blocks in front of a closed glass double doorway (which doesn't exist at my house) and she was facing away from me. All the glass in the conservatory was cracked, but remained in the frame, and this also seemed almost fine, and just gave the feeling similar to that it was just a lightbulb that needed replacing and was in no way dangerous. She then reached out and touched the glass, turning around and grinning as chunks started to fall out, making me panic so i ran to grab her and move her away. I then realized I had stood in the glass and there was massive chunks sticking out of my feet, and then i started to freak out because no one was home apart from the Chinese woman and her son and they were both laughing at me. I had to crawl through my house with shards in my feet to try and find my phone to call my mum. i remember feeling extremely distressed and desperate to the point where i was crying not from pain because it barely felt like a scratch, but from how helpless, distressed and desperate i felt. The sensation of the glass in my feet was really odd, it was sort of like the feeling when someone describes an injury on a certain part of the body and you get an almost, and this sounds really weird, sick feeling in the area of the described injury. I found my phone, and for some reason climbed onto a sofa laying on my front with my feet slightly raised. I started to call my mum and then I woke up, but in the exact same position as in my dream; laying on my front with my feet raised a couple of inches from my bed. for about a minuiteish after i could still feel a ghost like sensation of the glass in my feet with no pain, and felt physically sick in reaction to the guy being beheaded, panicked and like i was going to start crying for about 5 mins until my regular alarm went off.

The whole thing really freaked me out, and its the night after and i can still vividly picture all that I have described. I also now don't want to go to sleep despite having college tomorrow because of the emotional reach this dream had, and how disturbing it was.

This dream I had was a few months ago and I still remember it clear as a bell.

I was walking into this abandoned house with my mum and aunty, we apparently bought the house and this was where we were going to live from now on.
Somehow my aunty teleported somewhere via her flip cellphone and my mum went out to go shopping. I remember thinking 'this isn't right, it a dream isn't it?' And instantly forgot the thought
So I went to explore the old house and found a spare room I walked into the old room, there was an old be in the middle with large boxes leaning against the back wall (which was to my left) and standing o the others side of the bed was a bald man, I took a step back thinking this man isn't good, he looked at me and smile with razor sharp teeth and white eyes which rolled into black. He then launched himself over the bed, dug his nails into my neck and snapped it effortlessly.

I had this dream for a few night and it kept on repeating though the night, I wasn't able to dream about anything, it was always that dream...

Date: 08 Nov

Wbtb: latte (1/3), 34 mg

LD: I suddenly find myself in our living room and it is dark. My initial thought is that this is quite a bad location for any TOTY tasks. I take some time to fit in instead of rushing like crazy. There are creepy noises coming from somewhere and I don't feel very comfortable with that, so decide to stay where I am. My hands find the tablet and I use it to light around. I think I am also seeing the HI lights swirling around the room at some point.

I open the browser and decide to type dreamviews, but as soon as I type "dre" the keyboard changes and I give up. Then think that it will be really cool to play some music. I tap a couple of buttons like the music app and a song starts playing, there's also something on the screen like album picture. I expected to hear some cool dream techno but it's a nice rock song. The only problem is the sound is not loud enough for my preferences. I want the sound to blast all around me or at least to be a bit louder. My tech instinct is to increase the volume on the tablet and I keep on pressing the button but no result.

I decide to check out how the other rooms look, carrying the tablet to light the way. There are 4 plastic and paper shopping bags in front of the entrance door. I also take a peek in the bedroom and see bf asleep. I concentrate and see a sleeping body where I should be. This feels a bit creepy and I quickly walk away, trying not to wake myself up (also flashing with the tablet in my own face).

I go back to the living room, now contemplating an exit. The most efficient way seems the window. I face the it, wondering whether to directly phase though it or try to open it, being a bit concerned that phasing might make me end up in the void, like a few days ago. I do a mix of both, half phase, half open the window which is somewhat stuck.

The outside world is someplace unknown to me, but I don't pay attention to that. I end up on a balcony and try to figure out how to get down from here. There are kids playing on the street, and if I correctly remember the trees' leave are already yellow? I shout something at the kids about them helping me out, more to feel confident that asking for help, then I do the swing forward and end up on the street. Not sure if I used a tree branch or just the habitual move.

Before I go anywhere, I take a last look at our place. The window is now open, and we are dangerously close to the ground, making it possible for someone to climb back there. I briefly wonder if it is possible that the dream body actually has opened a real window, then dismiss the idea. There are three kids running around, one wears a strange purple clay-like mask on his face. I tell him to behave, there was something that he did. Then, I think I asked them where the wall of China is, but no reply. The kids were pretty independent and lively DCs though.

I decide to walk around and look for the wall of China. Everything is extremely vivid and stable. It is midday, feels like early fall too. There's so much detail. I see a street name on one of the nearby buildings and try to read it but then change my mind. This time, I decide that I will allow the dream to gently lead me to any desired TOTY objects, rather than me forcing things to appear. As I am scanning the surroundings for something appropriate to use, I notice this church on one of the streets. It's made of pink sandstone, very beautiful. The whole building is absolutely perfect and so elaborate that I just can't believe my mind can create so much and correct detail. Still checking out what's around me, I make sure to also look for any tall buildings that can fit another TOTY. Nothing too tall though.

I turn right and explore the other street, looking for the wall of china or any elements that might help get there. There are rail tracks in front of what I think is near our place and also a pretty large and quite beautiful train station, its facade is made of bricks with the same pinkish color. I decide to go back, looking for greenery in the other direction. Instead of greenery or the street where I came from, I now find myself facing rail tracks again and a number of heavy trains are passing by. As I wait for them to go away and evaluate the terrain and how hard it will be to cross all these rails, I think it might be a good idea to rub my hands and remind myself that this is a dream. I am casually walking around, rubbing my hands, but the dream already seems out of fuel and I gradually wake up.

I am supposed to journal, but fall back to non-ld sleep instead.

After my Japanese Dragons dream I went back to sleep using WILD. I was lucid from when I first entered the dream. I was a little girl sitting in a black room with a giant teddy bear. There was a corridor I went down there carrying my teddy bear and there was a door. I remember that if there is a door it can lead to wherever you want it to. I tried to go to Japan. Sure enough when I opened the door there was Japan! I walked through the door there were lots of light and people and busy traffic. I walked up to a random Japanese DC and asked if he liked my teddy bear. He said "no". I turned into Charizard and used my flamethrower on him. I said "Do you like my teddy bear now?" He was now laying on the floor looking all burnt. He replied "If I say no you are just going to use your flamethrower again wont you?" I knew myself that if he were to say no I would of used my flamethrower again on him so I woke up laughing. That was the funnest dream that I have had in a long time!

I used WILD to fall asleep as I do every night. I was lucid from when I first entered the dream. I was Charizard. I flew up into the air to go to Japan. After a while I was there. I went in a sushi restaurant and eat sushi. It tasted really really really sweet. Sweeter than any sushi I have ever eaten before. Then I crashed through the wall and wondered what to do next. I then remembered the task of the month. I saw a light blue dragon and a purple dragon walking down the street. I asked them what they were most thankful for. They said that they were most thankful for and the light blue dragon replied that she was most thankful for being able to lucid dream. The purple dragon said she was most thankful for being able to fly and she flew up into the air and flew away. I then throw a pie at the light blue dragons face. She liked her face with her GINORMOUS tong and breathed fire and burned down a few buildings. I then felt really really dizzy and I fell over. I began to panic since this has never happened to me before. The dream began to fade I then woke up. Now I think about it that always used to happen to me when I got excited in a dream or when I was about to wake up from a dream when I was younger. Maybe it has just started to happen to me again.

I had my alarm clock on 5 h after falling asleep - but was too lazy to do something - but two hours later then.
Did a WILD attempt with mantras - but I was not very patient and rolled over to sleep normally.

There was a dream - one of these classics - me too late for an exam, and didn´t know where - and another woman showed me the way.
I had a huge bag, which I couldn´t leave somewhere to not have it stolen and we went cross country.
Suddenly she did a jump of some meters, and me behind her - that made me pause, and do a RC - my nose plug again.
Yepp lucid.

So then - she was gone, I was in some flat onto which´s balcony we had jumped these meters for whatever reason.
And the most important thing was, I wanted to know, what somebody is thankful for.
But there was only a nice fluffy grey cat.
So I asked the cat - but it wasn´t interested and stalked away.

I then made a private experiment - woke up from it - but with falling asleep again, was instantly lucid once more.
Scenery another flat.
So - the months then - no problem, actually! None at all.
Then I let myself fall over backwards without looking - and it hurt a bit coming down on the wooden floor with my spine.
I should probably have told myself, that nothing bad would happen??

Anyway - window got opened the usual way - and even then I was first afraid to fly out this time.

But I did it - and I even managed to stop the silly swimming motions.
That had me hover and somehow I wanted to move and thought I might loose orientation.
So I remembered the zooming thing.
There was an old wooden shack with a damaged writing on the front, and I zoomed in on the A.
First - nothing happened - so I concentrated more and tried really to see details of it as if it was in front of my nose..
Well - then I almost ran into it with my nose - had to air-brake to keep me from crashing into the thing..
Might have even been one more task to try to go through - but that I didn´t think of at that moment.

So - down I went - and I saw 3 people through a high perimeter fence around a sports-ground.
I might have been "talking in my sleep" to them, because I had a certain kind of problem with vocalizing, which I had before and that was in a nightmare and I got told, I would have talked out loud then.

Whatever - after the initial problems - I did as if I was a radio-reporter and asked what the first woman was thankful for - she said - of all things - the church and what it did for humankind, weell.
Okay - two more left - next was a guy - and - believe it or not, he said something trivial and I forgot it, in my rush to reach the third person acoustically - didn´t think of phasing through that fence - too much concentration on the task as such.

But then I did phase through the fence anyway and was close to her.
And she said - she is thankful for the fact, that humans can understand what other people think, from talking about it.

The dream was loosing a bit of colour then - and I woke up on purpose not to forget it all.

(Had a brief nap this afternoon to make up for lost sleep and had this dream. It was remarkably well-formed compared to my usual napping dreams.)

The dream begins with a short fragment involving a room similar to my current university accommodation, which is connected to some form of multi-level arena in a black environment. It is possible the whole thing is a video game of some sort. This quickly ends and shifts to the dream proper.

I am visiting some form of day-care/community centre that I have apparently been attending regularly ever since I was a young child as part of my extra-curricular activities. Unlike all of the previous times I have visited, I am promptly called aside and informed that there was a hidden agenda to the centre the whole time.

It turns out that all of the activities in the centre have in fact been a form of training, and the centre is a facility at which they train secret agents and arm them with technology that can produce almost paranormal effects and abilities. As we tour the underground areas of the facility I am told that all of the uninformed subjects are periodically given tests in which they are exposed to shocking or otherwise psychological scenarios to measure their reaction, after which they are given an amnesiac which wipes their memory of the incident. Taking all of this remarkably calmly, I state the logical conclusion that I have also undergone these tests and don't remember them. I am then shown a tape of who I assume to be a very young version of myself being shown a video of some sort (though I wasn't able to identify the content of the video). In the tape I appeared disturbed by what I was watching, but was able to make it through the whole thing. I inquire as to why the amnesiac is used, to which the researcher explains that the psychological evaluation is based on the assumption that the subject is experiencing the scenario for the first time, not knowing the content nor the existence of the test itself in advance, to allow for comparing changes as the subject ages. I then proceed to perform what I assume to be some form of agility test in which I carry a tray of items down the hallway we just walked through without dropping them.

The dream shifts and I am sitting with several people who I assume are other subjects who have been informed of the situation next to a large blast door similar to the ones in the corridor I was walking through in the last scene (it may be the same location, but I am not certain). The other subjects are laughing at a form they discovered - it appears to be some form of alias sheet in which an agent can design a new identity for upcoming missions, but it has been filled out with a rather childish description of some kind of monkey-themed superhero, possibly by one of the younger subjects. I point out to the other subjects that despite the author not being present he may be in another 'instance' of the same room (for this scene it is as if we are in an online game in which only some of the users are present in any particular instance - I think I also catch a glimpse of a list of online users partway through), and briefly contemplate to myself whether or not the author in the other instance would be able to observe the sheet of paper floating around as the other subjects hold it.

The dream shifts again and I encounter another subject who has been turned into a child as a prank by way of a body-altering edible substance the facility has developed. They are visibly put off by this, but to my knowledge the effect can be reversed. After a short scene shift I enter a gym in which another subject promptly explains to me that the child had been an arrogant jock and he wanted to get back at him somehow. He also explains that he used the substance on himself to give himself a more athletic body as some form of poetic justice. He makes a comment to me as he leaves (which I am no longer able to remember) and I respond in the affirmative, before promptly eating some of the substance myself that I had been carrying around (it taking the form of a pinch of sugar-tasting grains that I had been carrying on a spoon) for an unclear reason - it is possible I had been intending to use it on him but changed my mind, or that I ate it to hide it, but neither is certain. I change, but I wake up before I am able to accurately observe what I look like.

Partway through the dream I had a dream fragment in which I was walking through an airport or train station of some kind while on a family trip, though I am unable to place it chronologically within the dream.

Last night I had a dream that led up to a young, deformed boy, no more than 10 years old. He was shirtless and explaining his bone formations to another boy right next to him. The first part of my dream, I don't remember, but I know that it came to a series of images that stopped at a sort of short clip that showed the boy explaining his deformity. I was not a part of the scene or interaction. It was like watching a movie and the deformed boy's back was facing me.

The boy's shoulder blades were the shape of narrow cones (almost the shape of a drinking glass) pointed towards one another that projected from underneath his skin about 3 inches further than normal and when he would push his elbows backwards, the two should blades would knock against one another. The boy then lifted his right arm making the should blade shift to point south. As the scene zoomed out from the shoulder blades, I saw the lower half of the deformed boy's back where an additional deformity grew from his spinal cord. His spinal cord began to protrude from underneath his skin about half way down his back the same way that his should blades did. The only difference between his deformities was that his spinal cord was gnarled and bumpy.

In the position where his right arm was lifted above his head, he would shift his shoulder causing the right shoulder blade to slam down into his spinal cord. It was such a malicious and aggressive movement on so innocent a body that the image is still haunting me even half-way through the day.

I woke up feeling hot and sweaty with a rapid heart beat, unable to return to sleep for another hour and a half.

11/18/13 LD #72 Late morning quick wbtb led to an awareness dild where I floated around the room and structure(drew it un-artistically), found Girl Friday and had a great time between the sheets. Dream sign mantra seems to be yielding some results but this one had more to do with awareness that the location was not in the same condition as it is in waking life...basically it was in the middle of remodeling.

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11/19/13 What is really strange is that one of my dream signs that only comes around maybe once a month but is usually a lucidity inducer (my deceased father in law) has shown up the last 2 nights and went right over my head (I assume my mantra incubated him into my dreams)...yet last night it may have kept me going in a more meaningful dream that was really quite special to me personally...it was my wife as a 2 year old coming up to me and she was just so darn cute...I didn't know her that young but I assume the DC was created from pictures I have seen of her around that age...(I am not posting my other dreams, getting lazy to and besides I have them in my personal journal) The dream:
Special one, false awakening into a fluffy bed with lots of comforters I can hear the train outside and I think that is strange this is not a place where I normally hear a train, it feels like its a house near (next town south) but perhaps it is the house on M. I get up and go to the living room and sit on the couch...later father-in-law gets up from bed I assume and comes and sits next to me as well as someone else gets up at the same time (feels like it is the strange version of my mother in law from the previous night's dream). He's telling me that he was seeing (this mother-in-law DC) or whoever doing something like a yoga pose where she's starts off on her back and legs up in the air and he's kind of wondering why does she do that, it seems like it has something to do with being able to lucid dream. A little kid walks by in the hall on the far side of the room, maybe about 2 years old and I hold my hands out and say come here about 3 times quickly and the kid comes towards me and surprisingly it looks like a young little (my wife's name)!! She is just so adorable. She has short hair and it just looks like her, like her pictures or like a really good representation of what my mind would think she would look when she was that age. She comes towards me but my father-in-law(her father) picks her up and it looks like she's fussing a little bit like she wants to come over to me and I say no its okay stay with (father-in-law) about 3 times as I rub her shoulder and arm in assurance. It feels like this was about to make me lucid as I woke up. As I'm laying in bed awake I think about how neat it is almost like traveling back in time to see her when she was young when she looked so darling. I also wondered if perhaps it was supposed to be our baby since I've been dreaming a lot about babies lately (no baby expected that I know of!).

After my dream battle dream I went back to sleep. I was in an assembly at school. Children from my lessons were there as well. Most of the children there were girls. She asked everyone why we were here and most people (including me) replied because they were trying to get to sleep. 1 of the girls said that she was here because that she did not like it when the Cadbury company were taken over and bought from Kraft. I though that was a little bit weird to say and I looked around and realized that it was a dream because that there was a door that was never there before. I ran down the stairs and went through the door. It was a black corridor. At the end of the corridor I saw a Webkinz Seal with a first edition W. It looked a bit gray. I picked it up and suddenly my dad ran past me and pretended to be a money and stole the seal and ran off on all 4s making monkey noises. My alarm clock went off and I woke up. This was a really weird dream. No wonder I realized that it was fake!

I had just found out that my best friend and her sisters share dreams almost every night so I asked my friend if we could try having a shared dream battle tonight. She said yes. That night I went to sleep using WILD. Once I was in the dream I was a headless chicken running around. I tried to make a portal to my friends dream. I could not do it as a headless chicken so I closed my eyes and when I opened them I was myself. I tried to make a portal but it would not work so I gotten a little bit frustrated. Then I remember from my Twilight Sparkle dream that I could use magic as Twilight Sparkle. I closed my eyes and tried to turn myself into Twilight Sparkle and it worked! I now used my magic and successfully made a portal. I concentrated on my friend and going to their dream and went through the portal. I opened my eyes and then I was in my best friends dream! There was a castle there with a big moat and a drawbridge. It was exactly like what she had explained to me at school that day. I then saw my friend standing there. I asked her if she was ready to start. She had spawned about 80 creepers and I flew away screaming because that she surprised me because she never answers my question. I then spawned a couple of robots that attacked the creepers. She spawned loads of Pikachu which jumped and climbed all over my robots. I was trying to spawn lots of Charizard but I turned myself into Charizard instead. I used flamethrower and killed all of the creepers. My friend was gone. I then suddenly woke up. I was lying in my bed. I then woke up for real. The next day at school I asked her if she had died because she dissapeared and if she saw me vanish. She said before I used my flamethrower she telaported behind me and killed me with a sword. Because she already knew that I used flamethrower before I told her and she knew that I must have woken up or gone somewhere else in the dream this proves that it was a real shared dream! This is the second shared dream that I have had. I might try and have another 1 tonight with a different friend. This was an awesome dream! I cant believe that having a planned shared dream together worked! I will try and do it more often now!

I had a dream where I was at a club at my high school. I was there with a few other friends that I hadnt seen in a while. Basically the whole club deal was inside of what used to be our auditorium. I saw many people from High school and all of the girls I knew where in questionable outfits. I was showing off some of my lame dance moves which includd this one move where I did a handstand and took off one of my shoes and kind of span around on it. Anyways I had a very fun very long night and this part of the dream reminded me of another dream I had that was at the auditorium.
So the auditorium top floor was a club while the flow bellow it was the actual theater that was being used for some activitiies. I was inside the club, which seemed like a large warehouse with music playing and was gettingn a lotta attention. One girl smelt my jaket and was weirded out by how it smelt. All the girls around me seemed to give off an aura where they were intereseted but were somewhat inndifferent to me at the same time. After I got tired of that area I went to the entrance which was outside in front of te auditorium. I saw a good sized line in front of the heater and walked outside for a while and did my dance move. I heard a bunch of peple say "you think that youre so cool, huh?". I then went babck inside the buildinand went to the floor bellow.
The drama teacher, who was some sort white blond dude with short hair, was tring to shoo people out of that floor because soon he was going to have a meeting. He asked me if I was in some way part of the drama club when I was in school. Me and a few other dudes said yes and we started talking about how we used to deck tech for plays and whatnot. He said that they were oging to have a club meeting soon. I was there witha few dudes from work, including one very large dude. We saw a bunch of little kidsd come into the room for this dramam clsub meeting. The big dude came in and tried to give this one kid a high five but the kid wouldn't because he was intimidated by his sizez.
Then the drama club teacher started talking to use about a petitition to keep the drama club name the same. It would cost eighty three bucks per person to keep it the samme and the new name wasn't all that different because they had just ammended the name change somewhat already. I felt that it wasn't worth it. Then I woke up.
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tHERE WAs a few toy story characters in this dream.. In it I had made a bet with someone or something that I could survive the night. It was me and another person that I cant remember, probably a toy, vs this female toy and another toy. the female toy group seemed like the bad guuys. Anyways the challenge was set in a huge field and it was whoever made it to morning wins. there was barbed wire fence that lined the field as a sort of boundr. There was a lot of flying and maneuvering in this dream as well as team work as to which toys that we were going againt
it wasnt a scary dream by any stretch, but moreso a challenge. I had used many fdifferent techniques to overcome me and my parterns adversarie which were, in fact, much more inherently stronger than we. I was fighting the smarter female toy while my partner fought the bigger and more aggresive other toy.
We tried to play many tricks on them in order to win, even going so far as cheating. Near the end of the dream the female toy turned into woody and I elieve I was a lesser known toy that was jealous of him. Woody wouldnt let me live it down though and just wanted me to give up by the end of the night because by all means we had lost. I ended up ripping woody to pieces on tthe barbed wire but that didn't do anything. He just reformed himself afterwards.
At the dawn though I was still jealous of him and his popularity but we had a good heart to heart talk. It turns out that I made a deal with Goodwin and his big rottweiler black guard dog like the one from up that if we made it to the morning we would survive. He granted mercy on us because we had fought valiantly.
I woke up in my aunty's room. I was laying on the floor and I knew that everything was fine. I owned two dogs in this house, they were brand new. one was a poodle and the other was a normal brownish mutt. For some reason someone threw some dog treats on the ground but the brown dog wouldn't eat the treat so I picked it up with my mouth and gave it to the dog. I distinclty remember the taste of dog food. I also wondered why I did that, because dog food tastes way bad. I also knew that the room was red and my aunty mel lived there. then I awoke.
Vack before when we were still fighting tme and my partner had used many clever tactics which included using the momentum we ogt as we traveled around the field arena and trying to make our opponents collide with some objects like a canopy from a jet. It seemed that our power was directed from how many people believed in us.
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Had a bunch of lucid dreams. Each had to do with going outside and looking at the stars. One i had to defeat a badguy with superhero powers. Another i jus found people that i knew and talked to them.
I asked a dream charater if he knew that i was in a drewam and he g rabbed me by the shoulders and sc reamed yes! We were waitin for you to realize this.
Had a bunch of other dreams that i dont remember that well, most of them lucid.
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it is set oon a boat. There is Sgt Shreiner there as well as s ome other people fro work. I don't know where we are going but it seems to be on some sort of adventure. We had just moved on from other modes of transportation to this one. On this new set of transportation there were a few people lready on it and they seemed to be a group themselves. There were a few different types of people but mostly old ladies, or at least there wer some. They were diggin on Sgt Shreiner. They even made little banners and designs for us, one of which was streamers connected to small Cardboard wings that were hand cutout. Sgt Shreiner talked about losing his hair and also I ended up in a room with another person and an old lady.
in the room we were all getting ready to sleep, as it was like a hotel room. I was setting up my iPod dock to play some music on y headphones but it would only play out loud.
Before this whole ordeal with the boat there was another part of the dreamI don't exactly remember what we were doig before, but it seemed that we were all collectively trying to get away from something potentially harmful., llike some sort of apocolypse.
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There was another set of dreams where I was with my family. We were travelling all over the place. We stayed in a bunch of different hotels, and I was by myself in a huge room. I think that we were near a huge amusement park, then we ended up and my grandparents house. there was a stack of bugs and the bee

We were in a normal room in a normal house. There were toys that were animate and a large number of pets, mostly dogs. There was something inherently demonic about something in the room, but I can't remember.
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i had a few lucid dreamss where i was the hulk and and there was also another hulk and his son and we would all go out and give hase to each other. We lived on a hill overlooking a giant expanse of ocean. There were tall rocks jutting out of it.
There were also very long ribbon like sea monsters in that water, probably a few football fields long. Most were a light purple in color while the last was a light bron on top almost like a certain type of shark.
I remember during our morning chases I felt very happy. It was an interesting feeling. I knew I was in a dream, but I wanted to try out a different way of flying, so I tried this. Leaping from place to place. I could feel gravity and weightlessness at the same time. I wasn't able to hop out of the water so easily though.
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There was another portion of a dream that I dont remember that well. The end of the dream there was a very realistic depiction of a toy plush clown putting himself together bit by bit. From the loose shiny yellow material that made up his suit, to the Red puffballs that made up his hair and nose. I remember that I was watching this whole scene in the form of an animated comic book, with each panel being a different animation.
Slowly the clown put himself together, it seems creepy, but it didn't feel creepy at the time at all. Soon enough the clown toy started to take human shape. It was jack nicholson's face on the clown, the white makeup only being absent on his face.
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In the dream the party was continuing on. There was a lot of different things to do, llike rides and such. We were all just having an amazing time. It was weird though because there was some sort of conflict. We all ended up in bunk beds in one of the rooms ater an extensive session. Then for some reason we had to leave. There was an issue with drugs or something. We ended up going to this big mall area, where my dad ended up talking to some shady guy that was selling drugs and buying them. He got all giggly and then tripped hard. There was a part of this dream that we all ended up going to the bathroom.
Anyway I think my dad had a bad trip, but I wanted to try out the DMT in the dream. I asked him if that was possible, and he tossed me a small bag with the drug in it. His only words were "Don't drink it, you will get a massive panic attack. Smoke it" and left. Before I was able to take the DMT though, I sat down and tucked it underneath me. I had a false awakening though which I knew because when I woke up in my room, that wasn't my room, the drug was still tucked underneath me. Thats how I got into a lucid dream.
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I was in my room and I stepped outside. I tried to turn it to day time but it would not work. I started looking at a distance far away and as I start to get up to fly someone is behind me. He latches on to me and I fly. It seems he is supposed to be somewhat scary, but I am not scared whatsoever. I start flying backwards to that spot.
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I am in Norway for work. I vividly remember seeing Norway from a distance above it, almost as if looking at a map. It was really beautiful. We were near an area that was by the shallow water. I somehow got home, but returned and noticed that I was somewhat paranoid that I was going all the way home, and I still had to go to work.
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I am back in Hawaii at my grandparents house. For some reason I am helping my aunty clean up the yard by raking the leaves. The tree I know that is there in the yard is in a different position than I remember, and even though their dog is already dead, there is a lot of dog poop lying around in the yard.

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I’ll start in the middle, since I don’t quite know where this story began. Aislinge is not merely my name; it is the word I have chosen to describe what I am. A Gaelic word for “of dream”, though the root word aisling is also used as a female name -that is me, the girl of dreams. That is to say, I was not born female; I’ve had to learn how to conjure the experience through the magic of mind. There were other options, though I am not interested in merely changing my mortal body, instead I am working on a solution much greater. My mortal body will eventually grow old and die, but a fully realized being of the dream world can free themselves of this suffering. That is why I wish to begin a second life in that world and permanently become a part of the inner realities. Many would tell me this is impossible with current science, and they may be right, though I’ve decided long ago that if no one is going to give me the freedom then I will have to make it on my own. Even if it means evolving beyond the constraints of a human body and rewriting the apparent laws of physics, it is my dream, and I’m going to make it happen.

I lean back against the cold metal door of my house, lost in thought. My digital typewriter sits on my lap, the screen glowing ghostly green, eerily complimenting the bright light of a full moon. While wind on the lake roars in the distance, chills slither down my spine from the crisp air of winters eve. I pause to light my last cigarette, and have a sip of an ice cold cup of coffee. Their bitter earthy flavours shock my mind awake from that moment of surreal bliss. Soaking in the night with a deep breath of the serene country air, I drop the barely smoked butt in a makeshift flowerpot ashtray, and head inside to the guest room of the quiet old house. After silently opening the door, I step inside and slide my shoes off. Our large tomcat curiously watches the open door as I close it, looking for a way out, then trots off defiantly in a flash of black and white to his food dish like a spoiled teenager. I begin to tip-toe through the foreboding hallway towards my temporary bedroom, and pull the handle wincing as the hinges creak like a shrieking banshee. I shrug it off then stroll in to softly lay down on the royal blue futon and continue writing.

I have acquired some unique skills on my quest; one such ability allows me to dream while awake. I often use it to create hallucinations at will, either to simulate fantasies, or project my mind into the environment like a living ghost. I taught myself this so I would be able to emulate this female body into my perception, and it has worked exceptionally well. Although as of yet anyone watching will usually only see me go into a trance like state while I am focused on the fantasy. I wish to make myself perceivable, though so far I have only managed to learn how to describe the experience through language or illustration. That’s the main reason for writing this journal, so I can record these things in detail for further study.

It is getting late, though before I leave to go home for the night I’ll give an example of this phenomenon of mine. I’m still on the bed, lying in the dark room, with only the soft glowing display of the typewriter and the dim celestial bodies shimmering through the window. I close my eyes and feel my body changing shape. My jeans are growing loose as I shrink, tickling my smooth tender skin. While my hands become slender and slight I have to reach further to find the right keys. My shirt is now tighter around my gently curving breasts, and my underwear much more empty. I open my Inner eyes and see myself transformed, feeling my heartbeat rush and my cheeks blush. While lifting myself up to the edge of the bed, I notice the fabric weave of the futon vividly pushing into my soft palm. When I stand up my pants fall down, the boxers only held up by an elastic waistband. I walk to the door in floppy socks, and my hands are nearly covered by the long sleeves of my shirt. I open the door reaching a bit higher than usual, and head to the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror.

The reflection shows me with long flowing black hair, ghostly pale skin, and bright green eyes. My chin is rounder, and lips fuller, grinning beneath a slightly crooked nose. Above my socks, my slender legs blend into wide hips, and although my shirt billows around my torso it curves over the top of my breasts. With slimmer shoulders the shirt puffs loosely to the sides, and my thinner neck allows the collar to rest lopsided. I begin to prepare myself for bed; polishing my pearly white teeth and washing my cute face, then return to my room exited for the journey home. I walk in through the open door and climb onto the bed, sitting cross-legged in front of the keyboard to catch up where I left off.

The home I refer to is the world I enter in sleep, as that is where I am in my element. The world outside my thoughts is not yet ready for me to fully exist, so I have learned how to live in my mind. After all, it is in the womb of dreams where fantasies come alive and so it is there I will nurture mine until I can be reborn as an Aislinge.

I will continue using this journal for detailing my nightly practice in dream magic, with the main goal being my feminine alter ego. My study will take the form of incubating a vivid dream life by fantasizing regularly before falling asleep. This is to focus my mind on the goal, and trigger dreams with related subject matter. When I wake I will record the nights experiences here, and the more I do my mind will get better at remembering other life.

The next step I am taking in this journey is to develop the skill of lucidity, which is the ability to realize the differences between the inner and outer world, and so know which I am in at a given time. To do this I will study the records of my alternative life and look for things that signify I am in the other world. When I realize that I am in a dream, and my physical body is asleep, I will use my abilities to take my true form. For in that world I can explore my fantasies freely, practicing the technique to perfection to prepare to take it further.

I fall back onto my pillow and stretch out my legs, then pull the down blanket over me. Sliding my hands beneath the cushion under my head I start to fantasize about the adventures the night may have waiting for me. I wonder if I have been already living this life in my dreams, and have been calling to myself to remember. In many of my occasional lucid dreams, I remember meeting my alter ego as though we are two souls in a single body. In fact she was the one who taught me how to dream while awake, appearing as a hallucination and beckoning me to join her. Perhaps she is my subconscious I reason, living in the world of my mind all this time, and coming forth to guide me into her world...