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Before starting this dream I want to say that I am really in love with my wife, and she is the most beautiful woman I have ever met. This is actually relevant to my dream, so don't think I am being crazy sappy. I love her personality more than any other person I have met, so that is why this dream is soooo weird.

Day 1:
starting off, I am going on some sort of strange vacation. Don't know how long I will be gone, but I don't have any lodgings at first because the "credit company that is paying for this" hadn't given us a room yet. I am with a few other guys and one girl. We were in a huge mall and just kind of wondering around the first day. No where to stay because the "credit company" had kind of forgotten about us. They had a booth at the mall that I will return to later. The first day we all split up and tried to find a place to stay. Don't remember finding any though. I think I just stayed at the mall.

Day 2:
We met up and all walked around the mall together. The one girl in the group looks exactly like my wife and acts exactly like her as well. Very strange thing to meet. We talked for a long amount of time and I could tell she could like me (easy to tell since she acts just like my wife). She was interested a lot in the fact that she was exactly like my wife, and about my life. Talked with her pretty much all of the day. Went around to the credit place as well and went to a few places around town for lunch and dinner. Normal places to eat.

Day 3-6:
Pretty much like Day 2 :/ Not much difference except the getting to know the girl and talking with the other people more. Pretty much living at the huge mall there and actually having a great time even though we were homeless. Just paying for food isn't that bad.

Day 7:
Got a place to stay! The credit people finally found a place for all of us to stay. The only problem is (if you watch any anime or read manga you know where this is going ) there is only two rooms and she. 1 bed in one room, 2 in the other, 6 people, one girl. The other guys were a bit creepy, actually a few of them were people I used to know, and 2 of them are just creepy friends I know. haha. Anyways, you know what it is like when meeting someone that you just "click" with, hanging out, talking all the time, staying up late at night talking.

Day 8-12:
Hanging with the people for a long time, every day. Meeting new people at the mall and the "credit place" was taking care of all the meals while we were in town since we were basically on the street the first week. They had a bunch of weird games at the specific place that they let us play for free. Here is the best one:
Laser Tag Hunting
Hunting different animals in the mall with laser tag. There is parts that are like "the wild", but the best version is the one that you just go through the mall. Started noticing all the different fake animals flying around with targets on them. Don't know exactly how they got the birds to fly, but I played this game most days and multiple times a day.

The rest of them were a collection of games from carnivals and Zelda games (You know the ones!)


Some fun times! Pretty much each day was close to the same, so they blur together, and you probably know how hard it is to recall specific conversations from a dream.

Day 13:
Hanging out with some random guy that came to the mall. He was telling me about something at the mall he loved doing. He took me across the mall. We were running (normal for me to run from one place to another). I was on the second floor and watched as a lady that looked like Meredith from the office run as well. She must have hit a slick spot because she slid and landed flat on her face. I started laughing a ton.


We started going to the credit place. I told him that I had been there quite a few times and then we went to dinner with my group and told him our story.

Night of the 13th:
Gotta remember a few things here. Looks like my wife, acts like my wife, been sleeping in the same bed for a week, not been sleeping with my wife in two weeks.

After a long day of hanging at the most awesome mall in the world I get to my room. She is laying in the bed under the covers. I get in bed with the light still on and she starts talking to me.
"It is really weird that your wife looks exactly like me." She says.
"Yeah... Well accept she is pregnant with my daughter." I say.
"Then this makes me feel a little bad about this, but I can't really help it." She flips the covers off and everything goes black. The light illuminates her standing on the bed somehow. She is wearing a blue maid outfit.

^^That color blue. She is staring at me with those "Come hither" eyes. She is ridiculously beautiful and I am really worried that I can't stop myself. I am thinking of what to say and hope she doesn't jump me, because I can stop myself from attacking her. If she jumps on me... I know I can't stop her. As I am contemplating I notice that her face starts changing and getting more and more make up on until she doesn't look like my wife at all. Then I kind of blanked out. Nothing happened though. :/

Day 14
I woke up the next day and I took the train to the mall. I was running to get some breakfast with my friend K and then I saw the gal that looked like meredith run and fall on her face again. This time I couldn't help myself I fell on the ground laughing. I couldn't even breathe. I am sorry, watching people wipe out in person is just one of the best things to see. I went to the credit place to check out and head home. Wake up.

Notes about the dream:
Same mall as a couple other dreams have been in in my past. A few non lucids and 2 lucids. I have only been there at night before. All really memorable dreams. Crazy crazy dreams. There is a movie theater that only runs at night and there are about a million small businesses and a lot of them are crazy and the building would shift sideways and you would fall on the wall. You really can't go to the mall unless you are actually young and in good shape or you can get injured by the constant running and the weird stores. I plan on going there in some lucids. Being in there for 2 weeks was amazing.

It's been a while since I could remember a dream, though luckily, I find myself taking in more than usual about the images I find during my slumber as of last night.

Part I: Career Day

I found myself at my High School. The hallways were all rather accurate to how they were realistically, if not slathered with posters, pictures and decorations of a lot of different things, most of them famous men, women and children who all specialized in specific positions.

I walked with two of my friends--one an Asian kid named Eric, always had this huge mole under his chin, and my friend Gabriel, a boy with fair, wavy hair and a cherub-like face. We walked in this hallway, somewhat crowded but not too packed at the same time. I assumed it was some sort of career day of sorts, and so I looked for something that piqued my interest.

Along the way, I saw a poster of lead guitarist and singer of the 90's band Nirvana, Kurt Cobain. The picture was of him, singing and playing guitar in black and white. I touched this poster, and then I looked to my left. Kurt Cobain was coming at me with a butcher's knife, something out of a campy horror movie. I didn't attempt to run, perhaps too perplexed by the fact that Kurt Cobain somehow rose from the dead. He pounced me onto the ground, grabbing the handle of his knife with both hands and raising it in the air. I kept shouting "No!" over and over again, but he then pushed his knife right into my chest. What's odd about this is that I did feel a bit of pain as the blade stuck into my chest.

Things went black, but as suddenly as that happened, I was back in the hallway. I was now with my brother, looking much like himself, strangely. People were leaving and we were getting our backpacks from a pile in the middle of the hallway. I didn't understand why, but my brother had apparently put some very important items for a project in my backpack, though I was unable to find my backpack.

They said it might be in another room, and if it wasn't, it was stolen. We checked that room -- no dice.

I was lead to believe that my backpack was stolen. That was when I woke up briefly.

Part II: The Chaser

Not long after, I fell asleep again, the dream following connecting itself to the last dream I had.

I was now hell-bent on finding my backpack, though I only acted on it when my mother was driving me home from school, parked at a gas station on an early summer morning. I then found myself becoming a badass biker dude going along a California coastline; palm trees and the blue skies and oceans passing by me like a big blur. There were a few cars and bikers that passed by me. Though I knew they were enemies, they didn't really do anything to actually threaten me, nor did I do them.

I followed these "enemies" until I reached a beach, where we stopped. I told their boss, a man dressed in a cliche leather jacket with a short-cut Elvis hairdo something rather intimidating; intimidating enough to make him give me my backpack back. My brother was suddenly with us, and there he retrieved a medium sphere that looked like the shape of a planet. He smiled and looked at me, making some cheesy joke about how I was lucky to have gotten this thing back, or else. Then we laughed and the dream ended.

Notes:

That pain that I felt when Kurt Cobain stabbed me was rather significant.
I've rarely gone that fast as I did on the motorcycle in a dream before.

Interpretation:

Gee, I really don't know what to think of a dream where I get killed by one of my favorite musicians and chase a man on a motorcycle to get my backpack back. Perhaps, leisure is killing me and I focus too hard on school.

I went to sleep for a nap around 4:30 I'm only 32 but I have a bad back so I take frequent naps during the day. I know it was after that when I finally got to sleep my guess would be 4:45-50 awoke 5:30


felt like astral travel but sometimes charactors were aware of my presents they didn't seem shocked that I was there. experianced time travel things rewinding around me. saw things that I know never happened in true life that makes me thing it wasn't a OBE. I've done obe before. Before this experiance I was trying to project and don't know if I succeeded or not but I had vibrations and was unable to go thru my floor which is usually no problem or my wall but it was easy to get thru my door (closed) but it felt like I got stuck half way thru. my body lay on my bed tho when I started to feel vibrations I could sence that I was by the door so that was the first place I tried to get out. I forced myself awake and tried again. I think I felt vibrations so instead I decided to teleport myself out so I did. It seemed like time was rewinding around me and I said stop and at that point I was with my girlfriend and a friend of mine. They were aware of me because I said something to them and they responded. I than said my girlfriends name and I wanted to go back to the present nothing happened. So I was just like whatever and I asked myself to take me back to world war 2 so I could watch it from a spectators point of view things were rewinding around me and when it stopped I was in a house. It was during the war times but it was america and not europe/asia/hawaii so I wondered around for a while to check stuff out and it was pretty cool. nobody seemed to be aware of me. This may have been an astral experiance. After a while living those days "I was born in the 80's" I decided I want to see myself as a baby so I told myself show me as a child so I was fast forwarded to me at I seemed like 3 years old. It looked just like me as a child from what pictures of me looked like. I watched my first Christmas after that than I went to view my highschool days. I relived alot of the moments that were special in my life as tho they were happening to me again. I wanted to wake up so I said awaken. and I couldn't wake up I tried closing my eyes and nothing. So I'm like what am I stuck here laughing. So I closed my eyes as tight as I could and forced myself awake. I was curious how long I had been asleep and I look at the clock because it seems like I was asleep for several hours (7-8 or even days) It was less than an hour later I know it was after 4:30 when I went to sleep and it was 5:30 when I looked at the clock. I was shocked I know time works differant in the Astral, but my experiance seemed more dreamy

Monday 3/18/13 bed around 1am -7am. Nap 10:45am-11:30am

Holy smokes, this was a good one. About 30 min of chaining. First WILD, rest a mix of WILDs a DEILDs + 1 lonely FA.

I was really torn between getting up and writing it down and between continuing, and that got reflected in FA in which I got up and wrote stuf up, only to ralize 5 min later in next DEILD that I didn't do it.

The entries were absolutely amazing. More energy oriented then ever before. Othere times I used to get up with my getting up or rolling out.

My mantra was "slow down, look around".

List is not in order of it happening.

Sensations:

1. Vibrations, which i managed to make stronger by thinking "energy, energy". Boy, did they ever got stronger. Incredible massage. All I could think of was how can anybody not like vibrations.

2. At least 4 times I got out by rocking my body lengthwise, from feet to head. Incredible real feeling. Once I continued the motion and started floating out like from my head. Once I got out by falling backward head first.

3. One exit when I realized I can feel the papers on the desk I was WILDing at (not there in WL) so I started touching papers and desk and saw my arms and got up.

4. One exit - I kneeled on some stairs (like for older pets to be able to hop on bed) and tilted my head forward and down to get the falling feeling.


LDs:

1. I'm walking through one story house in tropical spanish style. (watching too much House Hunters international IWL). Lots of big, bright rooms. Come to the patio with huge flower pot with big leaf plant (like a banana tree) in shape of a casket. I'm about to freak out but I don't alow myself to do that. Instead I think "no, that's not it, just a flower pot".

2. I'm sitting with mom and I'm writing something. She doesn't like that so I ask her if I should rather carve it into my arm. She likes that even less. I pick a ballpoint pen and "carve" write 4 - 4inch letters on my left inside forarm. The ink is not sticking everywhere. Mom comes back with a first aid kit.

3. In one of them I remembered the "slow down, look around" mantra and actually looked around 360 degrees around me. I usually never look around, just move forward.

Added 4. On two occasion, I was blind and thought about wiping my eyes clean, but then decided to do it the easy way and take off my sunglasses instead. I think this happened after exit by falling sensation, not by getting up. If that's so, that's great, because I don't remember having success with this type of entry before.

Added 5. On one occasion I counted my fingers. Left hand had more than 5 fingers, and they looked dirty.

On both occasions it got brighter. In one LD I started to see a wall infront of me. It was grey and textured. I normally don't like going to places I don't where I'm going, but said to myself to stop being a chicken and something nice will be there.

So I went through the wall pushing it away with botm my hands, as you would push away spiderwebs in your way.

Man, I hope I remember more. I'm so stoked. They were all short, most of the time just a few seconds, but I had such a good time.

So after almost all this, I thought it's over, so I changed position but got vibrations again and was thrilled about it. Then I said I need to get up now if I want to remember any of this but got weak vibes again.

I was standing outside a soon to be restaurant in a commerical district in Winter Park. I'd check up on it every now and then, to see if anything physically changed with the resturant. Eventually, lights slowly flickered on, and I planned that as soon as the manager came out and walked around, I'd ask her if I could apply for a job there. I was very excited, but I kept to my patience, and after while, I saw her. I walked inside, introduced myself, and asked if I could get a job application. She didn't have one, but she did have a notepad with names of previous people who appilied, and she told me to right my name and phone number in one of the boxes. Once I did, she asked for my lisense and stuff, and I told her I lived very close by. She then told me to right a taxi number down, and I did something like (407) 777-7777 and in real life, there actually is a taxi company that uses 777-7777 in its number, which is pretty cool, since I've actually never known how to call a taxi, and through a dream, I now know how! Afterwords, a taxi came to pick me up, and I ended up being the driver.

I was on the highway, and I was on the far left side, and my exit was coming up, but it was nearly impossible for me to get to the right and take the exit. I missed it, and thought, "I'll just catch the next one, but the next exit became a bridge that crossed over the highway, farther away from where I needed to be, so I kept taking the main highway, and It came to a toll road, so last minute, I took the nearest exit, which went into an open field, and stopped. Turns out, Cat, Matt, Jessica, Michael, Jared, and some other familiar faces made the exact same mistake, and that apparently they all had their own cars, and were following me.

We decided to walk to the toll booth lady, and explain what happened, and she said she'd give us $3,000 dollars to pay the toll, and then I woke up

So I was walking down the street, then all of a sudden, my sister turns into a car and drives off, this fat clown comes out of nowhere and says:"HEYY MY CAR!!!!!" So I just looked at the clown and he starts chasing me, I ran down the street and stopped infront of a rainbow, it was epic, I put my hand through the rainbow, feeling lots and lots of power, it was amazing. So then I ran into MC donalds and hid by the window. The clown ran in and he passed RIGHT BY ME, but it turns out.. He was only there to get the MC donalds. LOL. So then I ran out of the place, I turned in to a 4 year old, and our teacher said "BRB GOING TO THE WASHROOM" then she ran away.. Then I woke up.

I was lying in my bed and all of a sudden this huge light appears out of nowhere, and I stop and stare at it, I here this girl yell: SORRY, I KEEP THE LIGHT ON TO AVOID BAD THINGS FROM HAPPENING! so I was thinking about ghosts and demons and other evil spirits... Then I woke up. :D

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4:15AM

Feeling that I had a long lucid. FA I was on the forum talking about an epic dream and feeling happy with myself.

#147 Blindness and Sensations - 4:42AM - WILD\DEILD Chain

I am passively watching hypnagogia while counting mantra "1. I am dreaming. 2. I am dreaming." ect. Suddenly I notice something that seemed super real. I am holding some small plastic bag. I vividly feel it in my hand. So I pay attention to my body and the vibrations start.

I transition out of bed. The room is dark and I am half blind. I hope that eventually my vision will come to me if I just keep going. I feel drunk and have trouble walking. I stumble into the bedroom door and it feels like a cloth on my face. Instead of trying to struggle with it I decide to phase through. The door resists at first but I relax and focus on the other side verses pushing through. The door seems to pop like a bubble and I am free. The cloth lingers on my face for a few seconds. I can sort of see through the weave in the fabric and see light coming through. I slowly do a 360 and the cloth slides off me.

But now the room is dark and I am totally blind. I stumble to the front door. I have to actually unlock the dead bolt to get out this time. Once on the porch I begin to feel my physical sensations disappear and the dream fading. I really don't want to lick the cement again so I just get on my hands and knees and feel the porch. My knees hit the porch so hard it actually hurts for a second. I let my stomach touch the cement. I keep repeating "I am dreaming" Now, I think I am getting stable. I push up to look around but I still can't see. Really, I just feel like my eyes are closed but I am afraid I will open my real eyes. *Sigh* I should have tried.

I hear a car passing on the street and the road sounds wet. BTW it was raining in the waking world and I didn't know that it at the time. I though the sound was so unbelievably real that I must be sleep walking right now. I begin to worry that this is true and think how ridiculous I must look. I worry what the neighbors will think. The dream fades.

I stay still and wait for DEILD. It doesn't happen right away so I focus on the back of my neck to start the vibrations. Seconds later I am transitioning out of bed again. This time go straight to stabilizing. I press against the bedroom wall and start licking. The orange peel texture feels vivid on my tongue. Then, for some reason I get really excited (Menthol) and start kissing. Suddenly, I feel like I am kissing on a womans neck. I think, "NO!" and push away. The dream suddenly vanishes.

One more time I DEILD. I have to focus on my body again to get the vibrations. This I time I decide to wait it out and see what happens. I never transitioned out, but the physical sensations were much better than making love to a wall.

I seemed to have cycled between sensations repeating each one over and over. First, I felt a surging sensation so intense that it caught my breath. I could see a bright white light as this happened and then feel myself tilt upright to a standing position. All the while the vibrations felt like a strong wind on my body. As this was happening I got the most beautiful feeling of peace and love directed toward me. All I could think was, "I am going to dream about Heaven now."

Then that would fade and felt like I was slowly spinning on my back and levitating up and down.

At one point the cycles broke and I felt like I was sinking down into my bed and through the floor. My first thought was, "Oh God, I'm going to Hell now." Then, "Whatever, It's a dream. If I can just get this thing going I'll be fine with it." I even made a swimming motion downward until I fell like I had traveled a long way. I am still blind so I open my eyes but I see the bedroom. I look around for a long time and realize my eyes are getting dry and I need to blink. I finally close them and the previous cycles continue for a bit.

I don't know the length of time but it didn't seem super long. Maybe 10 min. Maybe less. My son is what woke me up coupled with my wife's snoring. I get back to sleep soon enough.

In the next two lucids the hypnagogia turns into a full dream but not very vivid. The colors are dingy and the physical sensations are dim. I decide to ride these out, flowing with the dreams as they are interesting from the start.


#148 - The Martian War Zone - WILD - 5:10AM

I am on my stomach and I lift my head up to look around. Two soldiers are standing on each side of me. They grab me up by my arms. The one on my left says, "Welcome back." I laugh internally at this and smile at the irony. I follow them to what looks like a mine cart on tracks. For some reason, I hear a super loud motor. As we ride, I try to ask them where we are going but the can't hear me. It looks like we are riding through a narrow rocky path. Soon, the ride stops and we get out. I hear a Star Trooper like voice say, "Maintain radio silence." So I say nothing. As I creep around, I notice how red and Mars like the terrain looks. I see a path leading downward and a small bridge that spans across a dry creek bed. I feel excited and curious now. I realize I am holding some kind of rile in my hands. I feel it more than see it. We walk around a canyon wall. The enemy is set up behind some boulders. I fire my rife and it sounds like phaser fire. But unfortunately, at that instant I wake up.

I wait to DEILD and again the hypnagogia turns into a dream scene. I am standing on some ancient stone staircase with 3 men in long flowing odd looking robes. Their robes are gray with black trim.

I almost wake up again here but I focus. Sort of a mini DEILD.

We are now standing at the top of the stairs. It's a platform that overlooks an enormous amphitheater. There are millions of people below. The man on my left is standing at a large microphone with with a large golden or brass ring around it. The diameter is probably about 18in. He begins to speak and the words sound very alien and a little like Russian. I laugh to myself as I have no idea what is going on. I wake up.

I try to continue WILD/DEILD but I lose focus now and fall into non lucid sleep for a little while. Did my REM cycle end?

#149 - I Meet My Doppelganer - 5:45AM - DILD

I am with my wife in some adult play land. There is this big thing we are on and its seems really abstract. I push this seat thing along a bar and it breaks off and falls below. There is some strange inflatable thing below with arms that reach to were we are. I jump on one and slide down to the bottom. I see the broke seat thing and the casters that feel off it. I randomly pick up a football. I notice how real it feels in my hands and that triggers lucidity. I look at my wife and say, "So, this is a lucid but it's not." I feel confused why I would say "it's not" but before I can reason this out, I see that my wife is now my double. I say, "Oh you're me!" My double just raises his eyebrows and makes a face like I am just joking around. He waves me on. I'm not buying whatever he's trying to say. I am really intrigued. It is almost like looking to a mirror but not. The feeling was so odd. I probe him some more and ask, "What are you thinking?" But before I can get any response I wake up.


6:58AM NLD

I have a FA but feel as if I was lucid before. I can't remember it, however. I get up an get in the shower. The odd thing is that instead of there being a shower in the bathroom, the bathroom is one big shower with gray stone for wall and floor tiles. I begin washing my hair in the water and notice that I have a full on arousal and I am abnormally huge. I try to ignore it but can't help to want to relive myself. I look around and see that I left the bathroom door open and worry that someone will see so I refrain. Then I wake up.

I remember another dream where I am an animal. I cheat on my dachshund wife and have babies with some other species of animal. One of the babies looks like a raccoon.

8:08AM NLD

Me, Wade, and Quinn, (The characters from Sliders) are half buried by some people. Our heads are exposed but they planted sweet peas on us. We were to be the fertilizer. Someone (I suspect it was the Professor and the Crying Man) get us out. We run away in the the cold winter night.

There are some cardboard boxes that are made to fit each one of us. One is on a picnic table and Wade jumps in it and barrel rolls off, landing smoothly on a road. The road is covered in a thick layer of snow and ice. Wade and Quinn both sled away in cardboard boxes. The road is hilly and it turns into a fast roller coaster like ride.

I check out of the story here and wander off into the woods alone armed with a crossbow. The other two vanish from memory. I hear a deep and mysterious voice say something like "The lonely hunter wanders off alone because that's what the lonely hunter does."

The scene switches back to Wade and Quinn. They come to a huge barbed wire fence with signs posted all over a gate. One part looks hand written with cardboard and marker. It says something like:

NO Ghostly Apparitions.
NO Werewolves
NO Mosters

But I took it to mean that these things are inside there.

The more official sign read:

ROAD CLOSED
This state is comprised of
80 people
DO NOT ENTER

I hear cars passing and Quinn points to another road. There is a normal "road closed" barrier but cars seems to me passing right through it like ghosts. Quinn says, "There is another road right there!" I feel like a part of the story again and I really feel like we need to enter the barbed wire area but I am also afraid of the bad guys catching up to us and think the other way will be quicker. I feel really indecisive. I wake up.

I try to reenter the same dream via DEILD. I see the sign with blue lettering clearly. This time is says there are 85 people. I focus on that but my son wakes me up again.

fitful sleep tonight. various fragmented dreams. not well recalled. content is quite shallow except for the last fragment.

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my father and i are driving in the country at night. in a recessed area on the side of the road sits a dollhouse & a wicker shelf that was in my childhood bedroom. the shelf is full of stuffed animals -- i remember one was a dragon. i take some of them with me because i understand i will be going to the hospital soon.

i am then at "the hospital"; it's a distorted version of the townhouse i lived in most of my life. the lights are off. the stuffed animals aren't with me. there's nothing hospital-like about the surroundings; it's just the main floor of the townhouse. there are 2 bro kind of guys visiting a middle aged woman who has tuberculosis. they talk about how she is defecating blood.

i decide to escape. i am suddenly in bright, sunny, warm-hued "downtown toronto" -- nothing like downtown toronto really, just big glass buildings and an immense urban atmosphere -- adrenaline rush, i'm running through beautiful streets, i crest a hill on a cobblestone road and i yell "santa maria! santa maria!"

i am back in the "hospital", i don't remember how this happens. i'm in the darkened townhouse kitchen. there are two nondescript tall men watching me -- the guards. i understand i am here for mental reasons. i think i am fine, but i accept my hospitalization with equanimity. i open the fridge and eat some kind of pastry with a raspberry on top. i hear a voice narrating lil wayne's current medical situation. i wake up.

later: something about a girl at school, i don't quite recall what she looked like - generic teenage girl, probably around 13? she's very bubbly and excitable, a little obnoxious, but she takes an interest in me and i'm glad that someone finds me nice to be around. we are rehearsing something and she starts rubbing her body against mine. i am a little uncomfortable. i point out that it seems dirty; she laughs. next we are talking to each other on a bus. i remember that her backpack is very focal in these scenes. it's a jansport style backpack, mainly white with yellow, lilac and blue thunderbolt designs. we get off the bus with some of her friends and we are in a dark city area. one of her friends is wearing - hard to describe this - platform shoes with the platform made of hard black plastic; they are hollowed out in increasingly smaller concentric circles, like the pattern of a mining pit - goes clear through to the other side. i remember thinking this is really cool, actually i still do. we walk through a bridge-tunnel. we realize that the bridge has no railing and is thus illegal to walk on. the girl comments that she should have removed her shoes (they have a specific name -- it's very german -- i understand that its named after the guy who invented the pattern) and now the people on the adjacent, legal bridge would know she walked on the illegal bridge, because the opening of the tunnel has the same pattern as her shoes. i find this remarkable. a boy with us comments that he's seen the same pattern in greece and i understand that i'm in some kind of european country. the atmosphere in this scene is very nice, everything's lit by soft incandescent streetlamps.

then i am in a distorted version of a thrift store i frequent. my stepmother is getting married, today, and she wants a pink themed wedding. she gives me 5 dollars to buy a dress and she also wants me to look after a young girl (age 3-5, black hair, olive skin). i notice that the girl is wearing lipstick and eye shadow and i think to myself that her father is awful for making her look like a slut. i ask her if she likes wearing eye makeup and she says yes. i can't find a pink dress at the thrift store so i go to a version of the victoria's secret pink store. i find something and i try to steal it but i fail somehow. then an employee asks us to leave. i am frightened for a moment but then i realize it is just because the store is closing.

then i am inside of a south park video game (??) it looks terrible, like some awful game you'd see on newgrounds in 2005 or sth. top-down view, white background (snow) with a grey line representing the road and brown blocks representing buildings. i understand that it was made to be terrible on purpose. i have to go somewhere in the game but every time i try to go there i am transported back. this goes on for a very long time.

finally i return to real life. i am in a different store. this one has bright wooden floors, white walls; it is very open and spacious. the girl and i are standing in front of a white shelf which houses a scattered assortment of strange toys. she takes interest in a toy which seems to be some kind of japanese thing based on jersey shore?? i realize i have spent a very long time in the video game and i should have returned the girl by now; my stepmother must be wondering where she is. the girl's face has changed - her eyes are very dark and there is a swollen red area under her eyes (similar to the famous picture of omayra sanchez -- if you're going to look this up be warned that it is disturbing).

the room has darkened. my stepmother appears. the girl is lying on the ground. stepmother is angry. she tells me that the "death squad" has been informed and people from all over the world are searching for her. i break down crying. i understand that the police will be coming to talk to me.

i walk over to the edge of the room and beyond a short banister is a beautiful landscape. it is hard to describe its beauty in words. i am high above the ground; i can see the peaks of mountains and clouds moving through the deep & light blues of the sky. below me, miles below me, are vast rolling hills and lush greenery. rivers flow through the land. the immense scale is very very difficult to describe. i understand, somehow, that this is Iceland. i want to get closer. there is a very thin wooden tree trunk that i jump over the banister onto. the landscape more beautiful now and I understand that this is not only iceland but Heaven. i almost cry.

i know the police are coming for me soon and my life will be awful. i debate whether to let go of the tree and fall into heaven, or face real life. heaven is so beautiful. i let myself slip a little but then i grip the tree again.

i wake up.

Total sleep: 9 hours
Daytime Techniques: None
Techniques to get Lucid: N/A
Recall Techniques: DJ
Fell Asleep: 7am

Dream Title: The package
Dream:

I am running between tents in an extremely busy campsite. In my hand is a package, that is quite small. Quickly, I run in and out of the tents that are there as I spot my brother nearby. 2 people are chasing him because they think he has the package. He is running from my right across to my left and as we meet in the middle, the people see that I have the package and I know they are after me now. Sneakily, I throw it up in the air and my brother catches is and carries on running. We manage to trick them and they continue to follow me.

I keep running and I eventually come to the youth centre. Running around the back, I blend in with people there. I make my way to the back door and step inside. Luckily, some of them know what’s happening and open a door to my left which leads to a bright white basement that is awkward to get to because you have to use a badly placed ladder. I feel really excited like when you play hide and seek and you’re trying not to be seen. The people tell me when it’s safe to come out, so I step outside. They are now chasing my brother again.

I sprint back to my house and my brother is there, running in circles so that they can’t catch him. Continuing past him, I head towards the house opposite us’ back garden. Without looking at my brother, I automatically catch the package that he threw and I have a good head start on them. When I get to the back garden a thought pops into my head that it’s not normal to be able to run this fast for so long, but I dismiss it and continue. The garden looks a lot like my grandma’s but to the left is a small supermarket.

Suddenly, the woman is in front of me, so I move to the left and do a wall run move, but on a tree and I get past. Halfway through the wall run, I throw the package to Adam, who is a bit ahead of me. We both carry on running to the back entrance of the shop and go inside. Slowing down to a walk, we quietly make our way through. He is on the aisle to the right of me. Banging footsteps sound near him, and the package comes flying over the top into my hands. My vision stops on the woman stood about 15 metres ahead. I sense the man behind me as well, and start to run at the woman. Trying to catch me, she jogs as well. About a metre before get to her, I drop to the floor and slide under the shelves of food stuff. As the momentum of my slide begins to stop, I rise to my feet and dive out of the window. It happens in slow motion and I can see the shards of glass as the fall.

While I’m still diving out of the window, I throw the package to my brother who is running back up the garden from my left to my right. Behind me I hear the man say something like,

“F****** hell!”

They run after him again and shortly after, a package comes through the air from somewhere. I hide it under my t-shirt, and walk back to the broken window of the shop and lay down on the floor. My thoughts at this moment are that I can act as if I’m a random person that was hurt when the window broke. Soon after, the woman comes back and asks if I am okay. I nod and say I’m not too bad, but she gives me a suspicious look as if she knows me. Suddenly we hear a vibrating noise. I look around (Like when someone whistles when they try to act natural) but we both know the package is vibrating.

As she is about to grab it I pull it out and throw it back outside and I know someone has got it. The woman then grabs her hair in frustration and does a mumbled scream thing. She then says,

“You annoying b*tch”

And walks out of the window.

Personally, I thought it was hilarious.

Awake: 8.30am
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) 10/15
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) 7/10
Length: (how long it felt like) 20 minutes
Emotions: Excited/hyper and happy
Dream Signs/Tags: package, supermarket, campsite

In this dream My husband and I had moved back to Bloomington, Indiana. Our kids were not there and I did not notice.

Before we even managed to get settled, an older woman (not old) but older than me (perhaps my mother's age) offered to guide me through the town in her car, and I accepted. So I separated from my husband.

I don't remember all of the tour, but it was lengthy, and I remember I got little out of it

Although at one point we stopped by the library, and a young male librarian somehow figured out I was Polish, and he spoke Polish too. He brought out lots of Polish sweets. I knew that while I could handle them, I could not eat any, even though I wanted to. I unwrapped some chocolates from their foil wrapper. I asked him where the closest Polish store was. He did not know even though he had all these candy, so he went to ask someone else, but he could not figure out the answer. I apologized for messing up (unwrapping) his chocolate candy. I tried to rewrap it, but the wrapper was no longer there. So I wrapped it in a green cloth napkin instead, and left it next to the books on a counter.

We continued the town tour in a car, but I was getting bored and tired. So I told the woman, and she seemed annoyed. I explained that we just got here into town, and I had not even had a chance to walk into my own new home yet. It became clear that even though she had picked me up close to where I lived, but she was unwilling to drop me off there. I could study the bus schedule. She had a bus schedule in the car, but I could not figure out how to read it, so I got out of the car and approached a bus stop to read anothe bus schedule there. That's when I realized that I did not know my address, nor which neighborhood we lived in or how far I was.

I took out my iPhone to try to contact my husband. An app was up, and I tried to close it, but I got an endless supply of Do you want to Exit? Prompts from this app, and hitting Exit just brought up a slightly different menu with Exit as one of the options.

I heard someone call my husband's name. I saw him approaching with a group of students. Only then I realized that it was just someone who had his name, and kind of looked like him (not really).

Somehow I made it home (either scene shift or new dream). My husband and I decided to hire a prostitute who was a friend of ours by the hour to help us unpack and improve our new home. The young woman was very excited by this assignment which was a refreshing change from her usual.

My dream starts off at my old middle school. I'm in the girls gym locker room, and I'm laying on the cold cement. I notice there's shower water and some puddles on places on the cement as usual. I'm like disabled on the floor but I don't try to get up. The bell rings and suddenly a massive crowd of girls come from out of the corners of the lockers and head past me to the door exit. Some of them laugh at me, some of them pity me, some of them purposely walk on top of my body, while I'm trying to crawl, roll, and scoot away somewhere, anywhere through the crowd. I can't speak anything but whimpers and gibberish, my vision is as though I've been knocked out from a hit to the head. Finally I give up my efforts and drop my weight onto my back. I just watch the people go by with all there different motives, now some of them are pulling things from me, like yarn necklaces or something of the like. I see in the crowd this girl, she has short side swept hair under a black hood, her hair is black with silver highlights. I know she's different than the others, even though she walks amongst them. She gets closer then she sees me looking like shit covered in the mess from the wet cement. She pushes through the crowd to get to me and then she hurriedly drops to her knees and blankets her body over me shielding me from the irate crowd. I lay there stunned thinking why did this girl give up her position of fitting in, being on a level of walking with others to come down to the lowest outcast bottom with me? I can only whimper and say nonsense to her, she realizes people pulling things from my body and pulls the objects back for me, then she pulls and drags me out and away from the crowd to a vacant spot now outside under a tree shaded from the sun, and then just all of my body and mind finally rest and seems to recuperate.

I just woke from the longest lucid Dream I've ever had.

The Dream began with me and my girl visiting with some high school buddies we knew. We were just sittin there chit chattin, when one of the friends mentions something that leads me to believe my girl has cheated on me. I confront her about this and she admits it to me but as the conversation rolls on I find out that its been going on for a while. We end up breaking up and I'm on my way to her place to grab my things when I end up inside a Burger King that is actually en route to her house.

Inside the Burger King, I notice that every advertisement has some mention of the number 7. Something costs 7 dollars, or get 7 something for 7.77. This was a big indicator that I was Dreaming but I needed to be sure so I started asking DCs. I asked three DCs. The first was an Asian lady who straight up told me no and went about her business. The second was a child who said no, but nodded her head yes. The third I asked if they were Dreaming and they said yes. This was enough for me and so my lucid began.

First I was overjoyed because it meant my girl hadn't been cheating on me, and second, because I was now lucidly Dreaming! During this Dream I altered DCs physical characteristics from minute details to a full on summon, I levitated (and smashed) a full sized entertainment center without touching it, I stopped the rain from pouring by shouting at the sky, and I tossed a man a beer. The Lucid ended after I chased down some girl and caught up to her. I looked into her eyes and I felt myself get pulled away from the Dream.

It was a long Dream in general, but the Lucid part had to be about five minutes in length, longer than any I've had up until this point. My frequency and duration are both increasing. When I get my galantamine/choline combo I should be having these long lucids more often. Can't wait!

14.03.2013

Comforting Hawkgirl (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

My recall is kind of skewed, but I believe I can get a decent overview on what happened.

I remeber being immersed in an environment that felt completely remote from previous experiences that I can't recall too well last night. I remember the darkness creating a sense of comfort, but that could be due to the person that was next to me. I had this attraction towards a dream character that looked exactly like Hawkgirl from the Justice League.

She was wearing the mask shaped in a form of a hawk, with a dark gold in the middle going all the way towards the beak of the helmet and black on the sides. I believe there were trees, and they were dead, most likely similar to some of the trees at my University when it's not Summer as yet.

However, the darkness itself confused the beauty of this dream environment, it was dark and would be scary if I didn't have a dream character by my side that I had an attraction with. It was like the perfect place to have a side to side conversation with any dream character I preferred. The ground below me mostly consisted of bland colors in the range of gray and a bit of white.

There were stones fused with the gray concrete, and I could remember hearing my footsteps more than usual in a dream. It almost felt like a mini-Alice-in-Wonderland kind of theme where nothing but the dream character and me existed, or at least was of significant importance.

I felt calm, relaxed, I had no objective to do anything random like my dream self usually does when non-lucid. I believe I'm holding Hawkgirl by her right shoulder with my left hand. I'm getting an image that I'm wearing a white dress shirt with light gray office suit over it and a light gray dress pants as well. I'm probably wearing basic laceless brown shoes that were polished as well, and I have the white dress shirt un-buttoned all the way down to the top of my chest.

There are stone benches on the side of the ground placed conveniently for two people to talk things out. Hawkgirl's emotions suddenly became more apparent to me, and she's starting to cry. I felt as if I'm being stung mentally because I wanted to know what was wrong with her and why she was crying.

Somehow her tears managed to go through her mask, and she quickly gets her right hand to wipe her tears. The logic with this felt kind of weird since the texture of the mask should be able to have liquids slide right off it with ease, but I was more focused on her emotions.

I propelled my right hand forward to the stone backless bench, and told her we can sit here. She's still wiping her tears, and she proceeds to sit down. I do the same and I get closer to her and wanted to take my right arm and give her a side hug to console her.

From this point, I can't rememeber specficially on what we talked about, but I do know it was definitely something that was bothering her mind for some time. Even though I don't have any recall on that presumption, it just felt like that, and based on how she was in the original Justice League show before Justice League Unlimited, it's like she wanted to give me a secret.

I felt like crying alongside her as well just because it felt comforting to just cry, kind of like having eustress (positive stress). Whatever we talked about, I felt her warm body lean towards my chest. Her back is facing me and I wrap her gently around her neck and listened to whatever it is she discussed with me.

The environment started to become insignificant at this point, and I was more focused on wrapping her around my arms and trying to empathize with her. After that, I can't remember anything else.

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14.03.2013

Going Under a Bridge with Sumire Ryuzaki and Child Naruto (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember for this one is that Sumire Ryuzaki from Prince of Tennis, and maybe Naruto when he was a child were near me as we're on motarboats that seem to operate by themselves. It felt like that for a while until I realized there was a rope connecting between us, literally.

The rope probably was 20-30 feet in length, and I was in between Sumire Ryuzaki and Child Naruto. Naruto was wearing a gray shirt and orange shrots while Sumire Ryuzaki just wore the same outfit she wore in Prince of Tennis.

The dream environment had this red-ish Sepia atmosphere, but we as individuals still maintained our basic colors. We were riding the boats and preparing to go under a bridge. This bridge was fairly wide, maybe 50-70 feet wide, and was composed of bricks. The bricks were probably brown, but that could probably be due to the Sepia-Red-ish tone that was apparent.

Beyond that bridge was a very bright light, and it was impossible to see what was ahead. Whatever it was, it definitely was better than being stuck in this bland and almost timeless environment.

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14.03.2013

Light Yagami and the Hard-Skinned Blimp (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm on top of a Blimp that seems to be hard-skinned because there were a few needles flinging at high speeds near it. The setting is night time, and below me were city lights everywhere. I didn't acknowledge this sensation in the dream, but it felt amazing, the wind blowing through me, I felt so alienated from below that it was just comforting.

Then Light Yagami from Death Note showed up. He's wearing a white dress shirt buttoned all the way up except for the neck and is wearing dark pants and brown shoes. He looks relaxed, and then looks at me seriously at first, but then goes back to being neutral. I don't know what he's doing here, but he seems to be enjoying this as well.

That's all I can remember, the blimp is going somewhere, kind of like the midnight train going ANYWHEREEEEEEEE.

So we were in this classroom.

And by we, I mean an odd mixture of my old classmates from different year levels here in the very same classroom. One of them was my ex. It was then that I realized we were in a math class, after seeing my math teacher when I was in 7th grade. Thankfully, no lecture.

That day was more like a day for document compilation for building our student portfolio which would be submitted by the end of the class.

Everyone else has already submitted their portfolios but one. My ex.

So my ex and Mr. Professor talks debates for a while on "why don't you have your portfolio with you?" "I can have it by the end of the class, I just blah blah blah blah blah stuff."

I'm really poor at recalling conversations, sorry. But I do remember how ex moved next to the seat to mine to ask for assistance. I said sure.

She asked me if she could borrow some stuff. I remember how disorganized she was. Like her pile of books in her bag was so disorganized. She had a blue bag with white stripes. Then I remember seeing some really big kindergarten crayons lying around some documents while she was sorting out the stuffs she's going to need for portfolio building.

Anyway, in the midst of all that, she tells me that she forgot something, blah blah. "Can I borrow your pen? I lost mine." I saw a black pen squeezed in between the pile of books in her messy bag. I slowly pluck it out, and show it to her in a teasing manner. No words spoken, but my face was like, "and what's this?"

she says, "but that's yours.." OH IT IS? SO THIS BAG? THIS MESSY BAG, THIS IS MINE TOO? (I actually never asked that question ever in the dream, I just realized it now - so the pen is in that bag, so that bag was mine? or was it that she borrowed that pen earlier in a dream scene? uhdunno.)

But anyway, I just answer gently back to her, "it's okay..."

So she takes it and she carries on doing her thing.

The rest of the dream scene was much of a blur to me, but I'm still glad anyway that I was able to recall this much despite being only a few bits and fragments, and compile it to an entry.

I do remember that there was a time I looked straight into her eyes. I observed her face and it was just so detailed. Everything was in the dream, in fact. But one thing I can say is that she doesn't look 101% the same as with the character based on real life. Probably because we haven't really seen each other in ages (in real life) and my brain's having a difficult time recalling her? I'm not so sure about that. Maybe it's a "interpret me" element of a dream too.

Then I remember moving at the back of the room. I think someone called me. Then I was shown a drawing. Hey, who drew this? And who is this girl with you here? (it was not a realistic drawing, it was more like an anime sketch - i just remember the characters and the fact that we were sitting somewhere on a hill I suppose but I can't recall the background) Um, I made a wild guess but it was wrong - so I made another one, and finally got it right, "oh, this is Hanako! just take a look at it, doesn't that look like Hanako?" (Hanako is a character from a visual novel called Katawa Shouju)

Then my ex in front row heard about this and was sort of put off when she heard about me and Hanako.

And that's all I can put together now. I had plenty of other dreams in this session.


Note:
-> OH MY GURSH. for the time I had those "am i dreaming moments"
-> rubbed my hands together
-> spun around
-> demanded INTENSIFY NOW!
-> but boop. everything faded.
-> led to a false awakening.
-> I think this happened over again.

Note:
-> For preparation, I tried this out:
- Achieving SP - staying there for I suppose 10-15 minutes
- Moved to my side (first to my left side - but then it wasn't really working out but I did notice that my breathing + snoring pattern was very much that of a sleeping person |only a couple of minutes here like maybe 5 mins not the 10 mins suggested in tuts) but still no luck with achieving anything here so I
- Moved to my other side (started having vivid visualizations, etc. etc. + I kept seeing those white lights while my eyes are closed + my eyes were like moving up towards the light) <- this is the last thing I remember