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I went to bed pretty early and probably slept by 8:30.
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Early on I think I dreamed about Nana and other relatives.

I dreamed one scene with my mom and my sister. Doing some kind of interview thing. I had a sheet that said some differences between right wing and left wing. It said that right wing will make you feel bad about yourself.

There was a very interesting battle scene that I can barely describe at all. The words are definitely OTTOTT. Maybe something with a light saber?

There was a part with a woman I was in a relationship with. Something about something I drove. Ah, so vague. Well, I remember being on a bed, and I was hoping she would eat a banana I had provided. (No innuendos, it was just a banana!) But then part of it fell under the bed so she ate some of someone else's. I felt a sense of jealousy or possessiveness that she should only eat the one from me. But when I looked, the banana had rolled halfway under the bed. So it was nothing personal. Still, I couldn't shake it.

Someone on a sub reddit said that they had 7 tiger dreams where the tiger was doing a specific thing. I thought that was interesting.

I guess I eventually woke up. This first round dream recall was pretty vague. I would've liked more clarity on it. Well, first round dreams can be like that sometimes. I will go back to bed for now.

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I had some dreams, and recalled them. 'They weren't really enough to justify getting up and typing,' I thought, 'But maybe I will get my voice recorder and make a note or two.' So it was RBFA and I couldn't remember them by the end of the next dreams, which went on and on.

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My memory of these dreams begins with me, pulling into the local beach. S beach. I pulled in through the exit place and found that there were all these things that looked like fire trucks or the trailers that they bring on-set for actors to live in. I remember being on line to get food or admission. There was a woman taking payments. I gave her 5 dollars but the price was $1000. I meant to pay with my debit card. "Do you want to pay with $5 cash and the rest on the debit card?" she asked, kind of confused. "No, thanks, I want it all on the card," I said. I'm not sure what happened next.

There's a big gap in my memory in the middle here. I became lucid and it felt like a lot happened, but it was a really long continuous dream. (Major FSH.)

Where my memory picks back up is that I was in a bathroom, putting a shirt on. I wanted to go in the bathroom to put the shirt on out of modesty. It was a navy blue long sleeve shirt. I guess I hadn't been wearing one. I closed the door on one side but there was an open door on the other, with a gold handle. I noticed people coming in that way and closed it, asking for a little more time to put my shirt on. There was a fridge in the room, I think. I remember something with a blender.


After that, I have forgot more things. I remember being lucid though. Where my memory picks up again, I was sitting at a table with 4 other people. I think another guy and 3 women. We were talking, and I asked them, "Are you all lucid, too?" and every one of them said yes. They made no denial that it was a dream, which was very exciting. I realized it had been a really long dream so far and that it would probably start to end soon. Not just for me, but for all of us. 'Wait, maybe they haven't been here as long as I have,' I thought. "Hey, guys, I think my dreaming is going to end soon. Can you all stabilize my dream for me?" I asked. I might have used the words "Can you help me stabilize my dream." I'm not sure which or another variation. I put my hands out, thinking they might some how pull me further into the dream. I started to lose my vision and see only black.

"You have to do that yourself," they all said, kind of in unison, I think. I understood what they meant. I had to be responsible for my own dream stability, and find my own special way. "I'M STAYIN' IN THIS DREAM!!! YEAH, BUDDY!!!" I exclaimed. I was trying to mimic Ronnie Coleman, from The Cost of Redemption, when he does the 800 pound squats. The others in the dream laughed.

I regained sight of them for a moment. They seemed to get up to go somewhere. I lost my sight again and couldn't see anything but black. However, I could feel my dream body. I tried to make a weight lifting bar appear with over 400 pounds and do a deadlift. So I imagined the bar then reached down and felt like I did it, even though, there was no sight. After that, still with no sight, I got up and flew. I felt myself flying a little, willing the dream to continue.

I want to mention that at some point in there, I must have met another person in the dream who identified as Charlie. Because later, when I met Charlie, I felt like I had met him before in the same dream. Also, I think there was a character with a non-human head or mask on. Who followed me into the next dream thing.


Another dream began, where I was in a room. There was a character with a circular helmet or head thing. Kind of like a pumpkin face, with the pokey teeth. But it was comprised of black, grey, red and white colors, mainly. This character who I will call P was on top of me, pinning me down. (But it wasn't pinning me down as in a night terror. It was clearly a distinct dream.) I knew it was a dream, still, and I tried to roll this character off me, but he wouldn't budge. I was afraid he would begin to pinch or torture me some how.

I think something happened before he hurt me and he got up. I asked him if I could please leave, because it felt like he had trapped me. He said okay, and pointed to the next room, as an exit. (Now that I look back, I realize that he could have been a part of me that I would be better off having a chat with. And learning to understand. But it didn't occur to me. So I apologize to him.)

The next room turned out to be a bathroom. I wondered why he didn't point me out the front door, but figured that his parents were home, and he didn't want them to see me leaving. I saw there was a sky light, and with some confidence about it, flew up through that. There were two panels i had to open. One opened in, maybe the screen, the other opened out, maybe the window.

When I flew up, I lost sight. I imagined that if I looked down, I should see buildings and houses, because I had just left someone's home. However, when I finally did get a glimpse of what was below me, it was more like a body of water with a little island. When my vision came back I saw a very vivid, blue-green body of water, with ocean-like waves. What a nice surprise. There was a little circular brown space that I might have been able to land on. I think I landed there for a moment and looked to the shore.
First, I repeated my dream stabilizing, Ronnie Coleman impression, "YEAH BUDDY! I'M STABILIZING THE DREAM!!!" It got a lot more vivid.

Looking at the shore, there were a series of cages, one containing a big brown anaconda type of snake. There was one water tower to the left with a white basin, and then a bunch of brown pillars of varying heights. Finally, there was a brown water tower off to the right. And some land and buildings. I flew over to the anaconda cage to land on the first pillar. My aim was pretty good. The anaconda didn't even snap its teeth. (I expected it to.)

Then I got to practice some coordination with my flying. I flew from pillar to pillar. They had flat tops but were made of giant logs. I found that if I was a little too far to the left or right, I could adjust my path with a little arm movement. So I landed on top of one pillar. The tops were a little wet, but I didn't slip. It was a mix of jumping and flying since I began to feel a need to land after a few moments.

Once I got to the highest pillar, the next leap would be up to the top of the brown water tower. It was dispensing this ladder-thing and had various words written on it. I took a leap. My goal was to drink some of the water from it. The ladder seemed to be dropping down faster than I'd climb it.

My jump-flight lost energy and I started slowly going back downward. There were some gold pipes in the wall, which I assumed would be burning hot. I tried to grab one anyway, to hang on, but it turned out to be burning hot. I don't think I really felt burning heat, but I pulled away as if I did.

When I landed, I was in a hall-way thing. There were two little snakes fighting. One was a gold one with a really cool shielded back. Some voice was talking about how it uses its shielding scales and they glinted and shined. It was maybe 2 feet long. then there was a little green snake. It was maybe 6 inches long. It would wrap itself around the yellow snake and try to slice it apart or squeeze its segments so hard that it popped off.

The yellow snake's head popped off, but re-appeared on its body a few times. They continued fighting like this. I was amazed at how the little green snake was winning against the much bigger yellow snake. I was also conscious not to stare at any one point for too long, as I heard staring at any one thing too long will wake me up, so I looked away for a moment here and there.

Then my attention was diverted to some people that came to talk to me. One identified as Charlie, who I remembered from before. An African American man came towards me and told me I would be performing a task for them, and receive a donut in return. he was wearing a black polo shirt thing.

"A dream donut?" I asked, thinking that these people were lucid, too. They didn't deny it was a dream but Charlie just said, "Yes, a dream donut." But his tone sounded like he thought it was waking life, and just thought the idea of a "dream donut" was funny. But to me, a "dream donut" meant that I could actually eat it, where as in waking life, I couldn't. So I was very excited to peform their task!

It was some kind of acting gig. I found myself standing next to a tall woman, looking into a yoga class. the woman in there said that she could train any gender, male or female, but preferred to work with females. She was massaging someone or something like that.

'Oops!' I thought as the dream faded. I had not stabilized in a while, and it ended.

I woke up physically from that and thought it through. Got up to go to the rest room. I was going to type it but I felt so tired. Also, i was afraid it would be like 4 A M, then 5 A M when I typed it, and then I wouldn't sleep again. so I laid back down thinking maybe I'll remember more, and keep it in my head when I wake up. So that's an RBFA. I did re-remember all that I initially remembered, luckily. I guess I'm glad I got the sleep. I think my fear of forgetting dreams will drive me to record them but recording them sometimes wakes me up too much and I end up not sleeping well.

As I fell back to sleep I tried to keep the dream in mind, and little details did continue to come back. Eventually I saw some hypnagogic circles and felt my body get a little tingly or heavy.

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I remember little mini dream flashes happen and then I'd wake up thinking of the other dreams. It is usually a confirmation I'll be in a dream soon.

I found myself in a dream in my Nana's room. I don't remember it very well! Argh. I kept snoozing and trying to keep them in my head. I think it was something about pranks. people from my house in college were there. A R, O A, maybe C V, and others. But unfortunately it is quite vague! I know that I thought it was a repeat-dream of other dreams I had in the past. However once I was awake I wasn't sure. Sometimes the dream just makes that effect.

The last part before I woke up is also kinda blurry. Blurry! I was at Nana's. Aunt B, Aunt C and Nana were there. Something with blue paint or a blue gift bag, maybe. I remember accidentally scratching a phrase onto Nana's kitchen-island thing, which turned out to be a black surface in the dream. The scratched words left a tan color underneath. I felt bad about scratching it up, and hoped they would cover it.

I went into the dining room with a 16oz poland spring sized bottle of a yellow drink. I drank half thinking that it was sugar free or something but kinda wondered why I would drink it when i don't drink artificial sweeteners in waking life. Maybe slightly pre-lucid. When I sat in the cushioned arm chair I noticed the filing cabinet was tan with some soft parts. (It was black earlier in the dream.) I read a date and time on one of the things which seemed early. maybe April 5, not sure, and maybe 4 or 5 A M, not sure. (Oh! I just remembered when I pulled into the beach in the way earlier dream it was something about 5 A M!)

Aunt C and Aunt B were talking about how they could order everything off the dollar menu but not the main menu. If they ordered everything off the dollar menu it would be okay to eat it all but not the main menu. Something like that. I was picturing what foods there might be. There was also something about using less medicine. That sounded good to me.

I was kind of drifting in and out of those dreams. I got up and looked at a clock in a panic, worried that W A would be soon. but it was only 6:07 A M and W A wasn't until 7:30 A M. I was kind of mad at myself for getting up in such a panic. Part of my panic was also that I felt all my dreams were gonna slip away from my mind. But I was still so tired when I finally got up. It was interesting because I adrenalized over it, which is a W A thing. As I typed these, I was wondering to myself if it would ever be possible to sleep a full night, and not record dreams 'til morning, but still remember them all.

In W A we say, "Even if offered the best, we say no if we need rest." So I have been essentially ignoring that slogan. When I have a really cool dream to write, I am being "offered the best". But really, its night time, and sometimes I need rest. However I try to put the sleep off until later so I can record the dream. This isn't always the best feeling, since sometimes my body wants to sleep. I don't think the answer is to stop dream journaling or start "throwing away" my dreams since they are very life-affirming. So I will look for a balance in that... But hopefully not at the cost of any dream details!!!

Slipping back into dream I found myself in a bathroom, somebody came to the door and I was worried about them coming in but then I became lucid and started thinking about where I should go. I cut a heart shaped hole in the carpet with my mind and escaped. I had the idea of finding happiness in my mind. So teleported to a bar with lots of people but this seemed mundane and I was disinterested in the people. So I flew up and out deciding I would try and find somewhere warm and paradise like.
I flew at super speed up in the clouds, which made everything so blurry below like warp drive, so I had to keep stopping to see where I was.
After a few warps I descended down to a very hot tropical beach and walked along bare foot by the sea. There were lots of stones washed up and the beach and a few crabs and things in the shallows. The sun was super hot so I walked inland. I got to a small rustic village with iron work slightly rusted, and in need of a lick of paint.
There were holiday makers there and a children's club xD
Holidays when my daughter was little were some of the happiest memories I have, so that's where I ended up.

I had wanted to get lucid for a while, as I couldn't understand a Buddhist method. The conceptual difference between entering an altered state where the 5 senses have been withdrawn and entering the dream state (where you are not aware of your body).
Thanks to the dream I can see the big difference very clearly

I’m walking down the metallic corridor of a spaceship, carrying a small backpack and some other item with me. I spot a door on the left-hand side and walk in. It’s a little room with a bed, a sink and various other useful things along the walls. I set my things down. It looks like nobody’s claimed this one yet. I’m glad because I like room #2—they’re all pretty similar, but I just like this one more for some reason.

I look at the bed—just a molded bit of plastic, no sheets on it yet. It’s pretty uncomfortable. I could have brought some extra bedclothes, knowing in advance that it would be, but I figured I’d just pick some up along the way.

All of this is so familiar to me because I can remember all of it happening before, even the things that haven’t happened yet. If déjà vu is like seeing a firefly flickering in the darkness, this is like being in broad daylight. I remember all of it, although not everything seems to be set in stone—little things like my being the first one here and the outcome of one very big thing that’s still a long way in the future.

Somewhere out in space, there’s an odd device wired into the workings of a satellite devoted to climate monitoring. The device had originally been with me, but some time back, in the midst of a chaotic situation, some group had managed to get their hands on it—not a hostile group, exactly, but not overly friendly either. They had managed to figure out that it was a powerful device and even how to get it to do some interesting things, but they really have no idea what it was capable of.

This situation doesn’t bother me too much. An unmanned climate monitoring satellite isn’t a bad place for the thing for the time being. They’ve taken great pains to keep it a secret, and nobody is likely to find it there. And when it leaves dormancy and begins to destroy the satellite—it is a matter of when rather than if—there’s only so much damage it can do.

That won’t be for a while yet. It will also take a while for them to trace it back to the device and figure out just what they’re dealing with. And that’s when they’ll come to me. I have some kind of connection with this thing, which is how I know all this, and I’m the only one who has a chance of destroying it. I won’t have to bother about getting it back. All I have to do is make sure I’m ready when the time comes.

Someone else enters the room—a young woman, tall with short, blonde hair and a punk-ish look. I’m one of four people who have just been brought here, possibly as some kind of training program, and she’s another of them. She tells me the people in charge here found something out about her past and are making her take some kind of test—something they needed a blood sample for. She hasn’t got the results back yet. I don’t know anyone here that well yet, but I have the impression she just needs someone to talk to.

We go out together, through a door in the ceiling. We aren’t actually in space now—we’re parked. It’s definitely not earth, though: we move through the air like swimming, as if gravity is very low here. It’s dark out, and there’s nobody else around. Not far from us is a park with a playground. We float over to it. I notice my companion is wearing a purple pair of flippers, which strikes me as a smart idea—she can probably move faster that way.

I grab ahold of a colorful children’s play structure and maneuver through a hole in it. Might as well get a feel for what it’s like moving through the air like this. I think that this, in a way, is also preparation for what I’ll eventually have to do.

The woman heads back to the spaceship at some point, but I stay out a bit longer.

5.6.18

Day 113:

Nothing to report.


Day 114:

Dream 96: And yet another zombie apocalypse dream, again

I don't get why these dreams are so common for me. Anyway, the dream revolved around me trying to chase away diseased cows away from our food supply. I was in full cowboy gear; horse, lasso, the whole shebang. I think one of them ended up in the ranch so, yeah, Mad Cow a'coming.


Day 115:

Nothing to report.

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I'm listening to Brainwave Power Music in the evening now to help relax before bed. Going to bed around 8 or 830.

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I dreamed of a mix of things and its all very blurry. An open jeep? Some kind of essay. D G again.

Some kind of essay thing?

So, I guess that was vague. Back to bed.

I also vaguely remembered fighting someone in some building.

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I had more RBFA until I eventually got up to write. I remember a part at my Nana's. Something with Uncle C, maybe smoking or drinking or being mad. I forgot exactly. Something with my sister or other relatives.

I remember a part where I was recalling the dream backwards, but it was in a dream, and I was seeing the dream as it went. So it showed a part of being on a dock. And all these ducks or bird things floating by. I think I went to sleep on the dock and one flew over me. Maybe they were going to poop on me. I don't fully remember.

I remember getting back to a class room and the teacher told me I would have "attention training." I said, "Is that detention?!" And he said yes. It was because my back pack was too heavy when I handed it in for my project. I showed him how there had been no rule listed for how heavy the back pack could be. "This is unfair! I like dinosaurs, and thats why I chose these books!" was my reply, pulling out the 2 big dinosaur books to show him. Other students had bags of slightly smaller books. But the teacher was just not reasonable. He had my car keys, but I knew two things. One, he didn't have the title, so he couldn't really keep them. Two, I had another car with another set of keys I could use, anyway.

Eventually, it got to 3:45 P M and I saw the clock. And decided to go for the bus. (Really thinking of 2:45 for the bus time.) I pretended to go to the bathroom then ran for the bus as fast as I could. I saw one that said L V Library and one that said O B and I was trying to get into those. as I ran by the other kids in the hall, the buses in the front (of the L V high school bus drive way) were all leaving. The kids next to me were saying something like, "Aw, man." for missing them. I tried yelling out to the buses to please stop, but they wouldn't stop. I remember looking at the buses and wishing they had the name of the locations they went to, so it would be easy to know.

Eventually I got on one bus that said "Italian P" where the P stood for some word I forgot. I was the only person on the bus.

Eventually I arrived back in the class room, having missed the bus. Mr. R from gym class was there. He was usually nice to me but now he was holding me in detention for no reason. I also remember myself and another kid near him, talking but I forgot what it was about. D H was another scape goat. I remember R M and T H sandwiching his desk and I was like, "Guys, its bad enough already. Give him a break."

The teacher gave us these packs of playing cards. They were kind of like Pokemon cards or Magic or Yu Gi Oh cards. He had his cards up on a projector and we all had to counter his cards. I didn't have any. D H passed me four packs but I felt like I couldn't take them. There were a lot of energy cards and I wondered if I could use Pokemon's energy cards, which I already had.

I started to wonder what would happen when I had to get up. I was resting a lot by leaning on the desk on a cushion and no one really objected. But I was thinking of how if I had dreamed, it would be hard to remember if I had to leave abruptly, and couldn't stay a while. I remember C L and T L talking about how to walk up through the L library to get back to B, our town. But I couldn't really picture this. i remember some fences and woods which made it a tricky path, but thinking that it would be cool to have the couple miles of walking each day. When the buses had been there, I was thinking of how long it would take just to walk home, but also that they would pick me up alongside the road. Actually, I think some police officers even did catch me at some point, and take me back to detention. Not sure.

There was a part where I was visiting this animal hospital thing. And there was a dog. Eric, the guy from the animal hospital, was showing me one dog. I pet it. It seemed to like me. He said I have to ask the dog questions and tell the dog I want to get to know it. The dog had some metal wires around it which were used to pick it up. They were thick gold wires. When I pet it, the wires were revealed. Eric showed me how the dog liked to be picked up by the wires but to me, it didn't seem to like that.

I explained to Eric that I shouldn't get the dog's hopes up. I didn't have a place for it at home, couldn't have dogs there, and so that wouldn't be fair to the dog. He kept insisting that I think about taking the dog. I let him insist and even agreed to take his phone number in case I got strong feelings, and changed my mind. One female nurse there held up a bowl of candies in metallic green or metallic purple wrappers. Some of each. Eric said that she was offering me Reeses Cups so I just figured they had interesting shapes now. At one point, I struggled to remember Eric's name, when trying to write his number.

I insisted the one nurse put down the bowl because it was heavy, and she would strain her arms. She agreed to put it down. There was another nurse, an older woman. She had one eye that was like a big blue marble. She drew me closer to her and showed me how she could open her eye and it was bigger than the other, but not the same blue marble. Then she could close and re-open and the big marble would appear. She explained it to me. I didn't realize it was a dream, but now that I write it, I see how dream like that really is. She had dark hair. The eye was kind of scary to look at. Her other eye was average size and looked like most eyes. Taking Eric's number in case I got strong feelings about the dog seemed silly at first but I realized that sometimes that can happen and its good to have someone to talk to.

I remembered another part where there had been bushes out front of my parents old house. Dad mowed the lawn, and cut down everything. It was pretty brutal because he cut down a lot of plant life, not just grass. It was because of how he mis-treated the rabbit today, I think. I remember walking by the garage.

Another part was this scene of a rapper. We were all sitting in class room desks. There was a little hologram of a rapper up on a thing on the wall, rapping to us. Everyone sat and listened. Gradually, green spinach mush built up around the rapper so I removed it with my hands. people appreciated this. Some how I was given a front row seat, right up to the rapper.

Someone told me how they do this "he said, she said" thing with moving their hands side to side, whispering it. They had all these little customs they would do. The "he said, she said" thing was said to produce a "high" if it was done five times.

Later in the dream I thought of making my own rap songs and using these as ad-libs. After hearing that rapper I thought it would be easy to make my own.

I remember this map thing. Not sure if it was earlier. But it was scrolling down to a series of letters. And in another part it showed the north of one state with an arrow and the word "Ludacris" (I think) and the south had an arrow with "Masonry" (I think). Ludacris reminded me of the rapper. The arrows were curved arrows going left to right. The map was light green. The names of states were different but I tried to think to see if they were American states, just ones I hadn't remembered.

So I woke up from those, recalled and eventually recorded, after some RBFA. They were interesting. Now its actually already 5 A M or so. I hope to be able to sleep one more time though.

(ZZZZZZZZZ?)

Well, I couldn't get back to sleep.

I went to bed around 8.
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After my first few hours sleep I woke up and thought through my dreams. I actually sat in my chair and recalled them sitting with my lap top instead of laying back down. To ensure I didn't have the RBFA. My chair reclines so its comfortable enough to kinda think of my dreams without strain, but it's not gonna let me fall asleep under most conditions.

I forgot the earliest stuff. I remember something from my Nana's. Something with my cousin J, and Nana, and maybe Aunt B. Probably other relatives, too. Something near the pool.

I remember walking down the beach, on the side accross from the other state. There were people, doing various things. One person was commenting on someone far away, eating too close to a garbage can.

I don't remember a lot else from walking down that beach, but there was more stuff. When I got to the end, there was someone smoking. Then I walked up, kinda angry and saw more people at a table, seeming to be about to smoke. So I "gave them a piece of my mind" by saying, "I'm sick of your crap" or something like that. I forgot exactly what happened.

I remember walking away from there, afraid they were mad at me. I was a few blocks from the block I lived on, since fourth grade, but I turned up 2 earlier streets coming from the lower numbers. D G was on that road.

He was residually mad at me from before, so we fought. I managed to pin him down and thought this would be best so that he didn't escape and hurt me some how.

I had been holding him down with weapons but let him get up. P B and 2 other guys came along, one a replica of P B. F S H. Then there was something with these pills we had to take. They were like retainer brite pills. I remember thinking of when I should take it, then remembering, "Wait. I'm supposed to just take the medicine, not try to analyze how and when." P B was to my left, and had a thicker pill, which was supposed to be the "negative ion" of the one I had. it was thicker. The word Hydro Chloride comes to mind and my pill may have been something with an M.

I kinda remembered something with A J or J M, my Dad's friend's kids. But, only vaguely...

In this last part, we were at my college house. Y J was there. It was a party. There was some winter holiday sounding music, saying, "Please be (religious chracter), Please be (religious character), Please be (religious character) tonight." I wonder if I will remember the tone. I was sitting at my desk kind of annoyed maybe.

There may have been something with a pool somewhere in there.

Okay! Good to get those typed before going back to bed. Would have like to have recalled more but its okay for first round of dreams. Back to bed.

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It took my a while to fall asleep that time, but I finally did. I had some restless legs but not enough energy to get up and exercise. I dreamed that I was in my room. And had some foam thing next to my bed that wouldn't stay up. I was on the phone with M from Florida while trying to turn on my lap top. The room was kind of dark. I remember the lap top screen.

M was saying something about how people apply the same stuff to dating as they did to church and they have to stop that to have any success dating. I think I was afraid my dad heard the conversation. I woke up, recalled it, and then RBFA.

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In this next dream I was driving one of the silver cars. I parked somewhere. I was wearing my orange glasses to drive as well as jeans and a navy blue shirt. FSH.

I remember getting to this building that was made for people to come hang out. Like a "boys and girls club" but for any ages. I remember walking in, and seeing some older people there at first. Forgot some of those details. At some point I became lucid but its not clear to me now exactly how or when.

I remember talking to some people from there, but I was afraid the indoor lighting would keep me up at night. Still, I liked the fact that people could see my eyes, without my orange glasses. I figured I'd put on my orange glasses on the way home and still fall asleep. So that wasn't lucid yet. I talked with 2 guys there at first. I've been thinking recently in waking life about how I don't go out much, so in this dream, I felt good about having gotten out more. I was like, 'Oh, yeah, I come here every week! I'm getting out a lot. Maybe I will even find a girl friend here!'

There was a chalk board that said something about how some people think gaming is okay but "believers" and some other people don't. But they have to not interfere with the people who like gaming.

I know I got lucid at some point. I walked through one room and someone was on a computer. I still had my clothes on. But suddenly, I was naked! 'Was I naked all this time?' I thought. 'No,' I remembered. 'It's a dream and my clothes must have just dissappeared.' I still tried to get some privacy.

Around the corner there was a woman. "Don't come here! I'm naked!" I said. "Wait," I said, knowing it was a dream. I basically asked her to psychically make clothes appear on me. It didn't work. We interacted some more, and I woke up.

I laid there and recalled them, and had another RBFA! But it's okay because my memory held up pretty well.

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In these dreams, my sister and I were on a picnic blanket at the beach. There was something with Eckhart Tolle's voice, too. But I remember looking out accross the water and it went on forever, no sign of anything on the other side. And there was a brilliant orange glow to it, like a sun rise or sun set. When we looked up the beach, that seemed to go on forever, too.

The Eckhart Tolle voice was joking about how it must be India. But it was silly because there was no indication of any particular location. It was just a beach somewhere in the world, presumably near the ocean. I'm not sure if I became lucid there.

I "woke up" to another dream from that one, and I was sleeping in my room at my current location. Only it was like being kids and my sister shared a room with me. We both woke up at the same time like, "Wow! We just had a cool lucid dream of being on the beach!" So the context was that we had both been working on lucid dreaming together, and sharing dreams.

We carried our bedding accross the hall to mom and dad's room, which in waking life is just dad's room, accross the hall from mine. We were gonna sleep on their floor. Mom seemed unsure about this but it seemed like the most natural thing in the world. To sleep on mom and dad's floor and tell them about our dreams.

So, I woke from those, and recalled them, and didn't RBFA. My recall was overall pretty good and the dreams were very interesting.

(ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ)

It took a while to fall asleep again, but eventually, sleep happened. I remember there was a pizza, but it was for other people. I ate some anyway. Then they came back. I thought I would be in trouble. This part is kinda vague.

There was a bunch of stuff in the middle of this dream. I remember walking around, hoping to find where A J N worked because I would move to that state and see if she was single.

I remember pacing around the house and turning. There was some other stuff, but it was too vague. There was a significant amount of it though, and I had become lucid.

Where my memory picks back up, I was walking around with my hands in a sort of clasped position (one palm holding the other hand, with the palms open?) and a woman told me I looked pathetic that way. And that I should stand more proudly, basically. I told her my mom said something similar. (Was that in the dream?) Anyway, I continued talking to her, when this old man with a big white beard appeared. He looked like of like Saruman the White from Lord of the Rings.

The woman seemed to not notice him. "Do you see that guy?" I kept asking her. I think I was lucid. The guy with the white beard started trying to dance with me, and she didn't acknowledge him. But then eventually she did. I think the woman had brown hair, and was wearing red. There was a white fridge in the room.

I woke up from that briefly, and thought about it. But then had a DEILD.

The first thing I wanted to do was recall the previous dream, because it was so long. (I guess it was REM rebound.) So, I tried to find a place to lay down. There was a table I tried to lay down on but it wasn't that comfortable. I decided I would need a cushion, and went looking.

There was a room with a woman and a baby. I think I talked to them a little. Then, I got the cushion. There were plenty of cushions. I laid it on the table and almost laid down to do my dream recall, when I decided, 'I am in a dream already! I will just let the chips fall where they may in terms of recall. And for now, I will just explore the dream.' So I walked into another series of rooms.

Each one had a woman and a baby, I think. I walked through one, through a door to another. Through a door to a third room, and I got to some place kind of new. It was playing Here as in Heaven by Elevation Worship. The music was really faint but it took a while to realize what it was. I think the words were the same.

I remember seeing these little machines which dispensed Jelly Beans. 'Dream food!' I thought. 'Gotta go get some!' But I felt like I wasn't allowed, for some reason. I went anyway, and dispensed some Jelly Beans with the little knob thing. I ate a hand ful. They were super sweet and tasted exactly like my memory of Jelly Beans. I don't think I've had Jelly Beans in over 5 years, maybe even 8-10 years. But I clearly remember thinking that this was exactly how I remembered them tasting. 'They are taking a while to chew,' I thought. I wanted to eat the next bite. I thought about Steve Pavlina's Dream Food article and how the Dream Donuts melted in his mouth within moments, allowing him to eat the whole thing easily. But these Jelly Beans were stuck in my mouth and I was getting bored. Also, this cookie thing appeared. A few of them. They were square with some kind of bumpy frosting. They looked like pop tarts. I remember looking up to see what the music was coming from, and the dream ended.

I had a false awakening of being on my dream journal chair, on my lap top, ready to dream journal. My dream journal chair was where my exercise bike is in waking life. Instead of my note pad file, it showed a video screen of another guy's face. As if I was on Skype, but every word I said, he mirrored it, to where I thought he was reading my mind and then saying what I was going to say before I could.

Eventually I told him, "Look, I'm sorry, but I need to dream journal." I think that's what I said, unless I some how decided that talking to him was enough of a dream journal, or became lucid. Not sure. Then a moose appeared. "A moose just appeared," I told him. He made a dog appear. The dog jumped on the moose's back and suddenly the dog had antlers but the moose did not. Then there was a puddle I think they drank out of. The moose got antlers again.

I woke from that back to bed but I was in the phase again, really. I heard some ringing, but highly doubted anything else would happen. No way I would have another dream.

But, I actually had one more false awakening of going to use my dream journal chair. I just don't remember what happened in it besides the room being light. When I appeared back in bed, I think I was still in the phase, having a stream of conciousness. I was trying to do dream recall but it wasn't working because I was still in the phase, and just didn't know.

Eventually I found myself physically awake again, and realized, "Oh. This time I am really awake." And then proceeded to do dream recall. The giant gap of missing material from the middle of that first dream was sad, but the rest of the memory was good. That's to be expected with REM Rebound. The dream is too long to fully remember. That's why sleeping regularly is ideal for dream recall, because it's easier to remember a dream of average length. (I think.)

I got up to go #1, and then instead of typing, decided to lay back down. I realized it would be a gamble to RBFA but that if I was awake enough to recognize what a gamble it would be, I was awake enough to remember the dreams next time. It worked, and I'm lucky!

(ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ)

I slept some more and had more dreams. I don't remember the exact order and there was a bunch of RBFA.

I remember a part where I was over my neighbors' house. It was drizzling. I had gone into their garage or something. I forgot why and I don't think I knew why in the dream, either. One of them asked me if it bothered me that they had some red wine. I said it didn't bother me but it kinda did.

One of the last dreams was pretty complex. I had laid there a while, and eventually I felt like the dream transported me back to a previous scene of the earlier lucid dreams, which was exciting. Now that I think of it, I don't remember this being a repeat, but I felt like it was. There was someone gambling. They kept bringing up their tokens and winning a lot. But they said the person at the desk never complimented them for their wins, only put them down for their losses. I remembered R from my job in the Mid West.

There was a part with D W. I had a giant thing of rice. I offered him some. He took two globs and pretended to eat them but then spit them out. It was all meant to be a joke.

My memory is weirdly blanking out. There was stuff I had in my head but it's vanishing. Maybe it will come back if I lay down.

(ZZZ?)

Well, actually I didn't fall back asleep. I remembered one scene where I was in a room and there were women there. I had a stack of money from 1, 5, 10, 20, 50, and 100 dollar bills. I put it out on the table to kind of show off. I might have been lucid. I remember there was a 55 dollar bill which seemed funny to me. I also remembered the skee ball table thing where the guy was getting the tokens, and feeling like I was predicting things within the dream.

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Closing the computer at 8:07 P M.

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I think I woke up at first after only 1 hour or so of sleep, but went back to sleep.

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Had some dreams after a few more hours of sleep. Round one of dreams was RBFA. However I remember that I was outside the local food store. A D, from high school track, was there. Something about going for a walk together. And exchanging contact information. I remember a phone out. FSH. At the end of the dream I remember a big pizza being taken out and cut.

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Round two of dreams was easier to remember and I didn't RBFA.

First there were some parts I forgot. I do remember some kind of football game thing. And I remember R S, R M and other people from high school football. I saw them in the hall. I think I started to say, "I was just dreaming about you guys!" but without knowing this one was a dream.

I remember going over towards the high school side and seeing J R, P S and N G, maybe others. Something I forgot with P S. But I remember N G needed some help. Help getting food from the store and some other stuff. So I wanted to help him. FSH. Then there was some stuff with being in a house with a desk, by a window. G A said he wanted to help N G. I remember trying to pack some peanuts in a tupperware in a back pack. I wasn't sure if he wanted them wrinsed. I decided to leave them dry but second-guessed the amount I put in the tupperware, and went to add more.

I remember a computer screen with mathematics. There were various functions with the letters r, s, v, s, w, q, x, and others. Some times it showed the letters upside down. There were vector symbols and intergal symbols through the letters. Like a lowercase r with an integral symbol through it. There were equations with more upside down letters. I wondered what it meant.

I remember laying in bed, in the dream though, and being unable to sleep. But it was a dream.

So I dreamed that I had a night of insomnia. Then I dreamed that I had got up early to food shop for N G before school, I think. I was at the local food store again. I remember being inside but not clearly. When I got outside I was thinking of having sweet potato as my starch, instead of rice, because it would be quicker. There were these big garage doors that went around the parking lot but they were open. I thought of the air mixing with the outside air and how it would affect the temperatures. There were some white thumb tacks propping up some of the wooden boards. I thought of closing the garage doors, but didn't.

A C, L C's brother from S W T, was there. He had a sledge hammer and stood in front of a big block of pavement, getting ready to smash it to pieces with the hammer. It was some kind of contest. I saw him before he started and gave a heads-up about using proper form. He said thanks and that he would be careful, I think.

I walked on a little more and saw another guy doing shot put. He was warming up his right arm and his left. On his second warm-up for his left arm, the ball bounced back and hit him. (There were these goal post things that it could bounce off of like a lacrosse bounce back net.) This disqualified him! When it showed the seating, it showed that his team had so many people already, that it was more likely to disqualify someone sooner. I remember an old woman in the seats as well as many others. The guy was really sad because he had prepared for the contest.

I remember a part where I actually began to cry. I forgot exactly why, but part of it was feeling sad for the guy who got disqualified over something so forgivable. Then I remember hearing the people say to someone, that there was plenty of stuff to draw every day. To try to see the beauty in every day life and find something to draw. And then it showed an example of something to draw. Some kind of animal thing, I think.

Then the people on another team only had 2 people, and one open seat. One of the guys offered to get the D Q'ed guy a spot on their team. They would just have to say that someone on their team had been deceased, which explained the open seat. So that was a relief.

I remember a big battle with Megatron and Optimal Optimus. It was pretty cool. They locked hands and fought. I don't remember the whole thing, though.

At some point, there was a self help author talking about his theory of going out and doing something about self help. He used the word S T U P I D which always triggers me. It kind of triggered me in the dream, too, and I was offended by the use of this word. I think that was earlier, in the food store part.

At first I just made some short-hand voice notes so that I could go back to sleep. But it turned out I wasn't able to sleep. So now I will stay up until I feel sleepy again.

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Yeah, I laid back down, then couldn't sleep. Got up and it was like 5 A M. I felt myself not being tired or not being able to sleep. So, that was that. Hopefully I sleep better the next night.

Date of Dream: SUN 3 JUN - 2018



Dream No. 348 - Separated Sections

Dream 348 A - Where Art Thou Dream Guide
I don't remember much of this dream. From where I can remember, I was at some unknown tanbark playground area with my mum; I did slightly resemble an area of Jells Park but I wasn't completely sure. We walked a bit further and decided to explore the dreamscape. For a while, it was still the parkland but eventually, it was becoming a suburban, built up area.

Finally, we ended up at some pool complex which was known to be the Glen Waverley Aquatic Centre. When I was in there, people were treating me like I was a part of some school, slightly rough like I was a child and that I knew nothing. My mum and I end up in a restaurant next to the pool and we're sitting at a table with this really friendly Asian guy and we were talking to him.

A minor inconvenience happened but I forgot what it was specifically. It was enough to make me get up and run out the place. When I was outside the building, I was now walking at a fast past, back from the way I had originally come. I was puffing and panting while constantly calling for Dreamy WB but no matter what I did, she wouldn't appear. That's all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 348 B - I Shall Live My Daily Life
I forgot what the first part of the dream was about; I can only remember the dream from where the false awakening occurred. I woke up and the clock said 9:53, I clearly in remember (in real life) falling back asleep at 9:16. I toss around in my bed and say in a whining tone “Dang-nabbit Murray, it's almost ten o'clock! It's not worth me going back to sleep now!”. In addition, I felt extremely tired like I got no sleep at all.

Then the voice in the bed was still coming from my mouth but the voice changed to Murray who spoke in his deep, Sly 2 tone; I forgot what he said to me. I can vaguely remember that he was offering me to go back to sleep again and that he'd make sure I was up before breakfast. Then the voice changed back to me and I was asking him for something but once again, the details are gone. His deep voice said, “I think you should look up 'Clockwerk wings'”.

So then I got onto my phone and turned on the Wi-Fi, indeed on Google Images I look up “Clockwerk wings” and I see a picture of Murray holding the wings. I then went back to the main app home-screen on my phone and accessed separate images. The image I accessed was one of Murray but things were odd because in real life, an image doesn't exist of him standing on top of the 'peacock sign'. I also tried zooming in to see him better but when my fingers had let go, the phone just bounced back.

I started to get an inkling feeling that things just weren't right. It kept zooming out on me and I'm like, “Oi, stop that!” to my phone. Eventually though, the image stayed zoomed in and I continued to talk. Just as I realised further that things weren't normal, I actually woke up and the time on the clock said 11:21, so whereas I thought I slept for 37 minutes, I actually slept for 2 hours and 5 minutes.



Dream Tasks
- Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? No)
- Investigate where my SML postage has gone (Achieved? No)
- Reach the Gyeongbokgung Palace (Achieved? Partially)
- Have Dreamy WB or Murray go to console an upset dream character (Achieved? No)
- In accordance to the "shared dreaming experiment" proceed on locating the moon (Achieved? No)



Dream 348: Results (Competition #4)

348 A
Competition Night: 2
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

348 B
Competition Night: 2
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: Murray
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 3.0
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
- Dream Guide Automatically Appeared: 348 B (0.5)
- Ask For Advice (1.0)

+ Previous Total: 4.5
Total Accumulated Points: 7.5

Day 111:

Nothing to report.


Day 112:

Fell asleep at: 3:00 AM

Woke up at: 10:00 AM


Dream 95: Ascending the Cursed Tower

Dreamed about a video game level taking place inside of a wizard tower. The level would scroll along with the player's movement as they moved right and up the tower. The character in question is the character I drew, Dragon Kid.

Created Saturday 02 June 2018
Got a DILD and DEILD to note. There were plenty of other things I recalled, though they're scraps now.

Scrap Group 1
Something about the interface from Cataclysm DDA appearing during some mundane events. There were prompts about martial arts styles.

Watching Hokuto no Ken. A spoiler character appears much earlier than intended. Yuria thinks of helping that character out, but the two got captured by Raoh before that could happen.

At home. Uncle Dimitar was there, watching TV. An animated movie was on screen. Incidentally, the main villainess of the film had the same name as my guide.

False awakening in my bedroom at night. Lots of other beds were there, and with them, other people. Most of these were supposed acquaintances, but also included my brother Tristan. I checked the time on my phone, interrupting the others' sleep. I then 'daydreamed' about 'high quality rips'.

Dream 1 - Treeformed Guide

The visuals started dim and slightly blurred. I falsely awakened in bed in the middle of the night. Just then, my cousins, Alayne and Edda, barged in out of nowhere, both appearing younger. They went on about an astronomical event, and wanted me to see it with them. The two went ahead while I unwounded myself. I then woke up Tristan, and told him about such. We got to the front door, but Tristan said he'd catch up later. This somehow made me realize the dream.

I phased through the door, which took a bit of effort. A very early dawn awaited me outside. High up in the sky were two full moons, one slightly golden, the other silver. In fact, there might've been a few other such heavenly bodies as well. To keep from getting too enthralled, I rubbed my hands for a half minute. Then, I exclaimed that I'd fly up in space for a better look. Indeed, I floated up a few stories high, but struggled to go further than that, even as my cousins cheered me on. So, I slowly fell backwards and phased below the asphalt, intending to teleport out of Earth.

Things fade from view. More hand rubbing. Soon, I felt cold air blowing around me. Guessed I was still in the planet's atmosphere, so I continued upwards (or my best estimation of such; I'd lost my sense of direction).

Warp. I found myself in an altered version of my neighborhood during early morning, reappearing about 25 yards or so from where I last was. I thought of going to space again, but opted to first bring my guide, E. My first attempt was a passive summons, which, unsurprisingly, had no results. Maybe a transformation would do the trick? Noticed a bunch of palm trees growing in what should be an empty lot. I glid over there, and plucked out the most massive one with ease. It was as if the tree was completely hollow. Next, I carried it off towards the sky, where I only then noticed how, uh, curvy, it looked. Anyway, with but a faint thought, I began changing the object into her likeness, if scaled up to the size of the tree itself. Although I could sense her distinct warm aura, she looked a bit different, appearing now as a slender Caucasian, though retaining her long, wavy dark brown hair.

"E, that you?", I inquired.

"Mmhmm.", she replied sleepily, a faint smile on her face. Her voice was clearly her own.

"You don't look like you."

"Only what you see. Don't worry about that."

Despite the advice, I tried changing her anyway, doing so by blocking sight of her face with my hand, then slowly revealing her from the chin up. At that, my guide finally took her more familiar (and plump) Asiatic form.

Her joyful grin was the last thing I saw before the dream collapsed about 10 seconds later. DEILD within a minute's time.

Dream 2 - Fire Fly Attacks Monkey

The visuals were slightly blurred. I was wandering between a wide alleyway within an elegant, near-futuristic city, a clear teal morning sky above. Didn't take long to regain awareness. I walked to a more open space, when I remembered the contest, my thoughts settled on getting in a fight with a rival. In this case, MadMonkey. And, just like that, he phased in view. This first appeared as a Roblox-ish figure of his avatar, which quickly changed to a realistic (if a more human, older, and ethnic-European) look of such.

"Hey, Mads.", I blurted out. "Let's fight!"

The two of us immediately took combat forms, myself using (a perhaps terrible impression of) Mantis Kung-Fu, and MadMonkey taking a Karate stance. Concurrently, dramatic music (Futatsu no Kyousei from Hokuto no Ken) sounded in the background. We circled the area, trying to catch the other off-guard. I then opened the match with Denshou Reppa (ground-cutting energy waves), releasing at least three. Each time, my fellow dreamer made an acrobatic leap to safety. Really made me look stiff by comparison. Anyway, I followed up with some Earth Bending, blasting concrete and dirt towards him, but again, he dodged without effort. Between a side-flip, MadMonkey fired an ice spike at me, which I deflected with a geyser of dirt. He then let out a wave of icy thorns. I only barely rolled away from it. After recovering, I raised two stone pillars, then had them home in on my opponent.

Things quickly blurred up. The dream deteriorated before I could react.

I was in the bathroom after accidentally killing a bunch of people on a trip. It must have been a unisex bathroom because after that a girl walked out of a stall. She had brown hair, wore a black tank top, and often had a black jacket tied around her hips. I was hooked. I then tried to will myself to ask her to sign my yearbook or get her number, but conveniently enough, she actually came up to ask me about something. We got to know each other and I learned that she had Russian heritage and that her name was Hulga. I was at her house, which might have been in Russia, and talked to her some more in her room. We also seemed to be conducting an experiment involving bricks, the reflection of light from her bedroom's windowsill, and explosions. I told a joke about the Chernobyl nuclear exclusion zone and she told me about how that was in the western side of Ukraine. I was getting hot standing in front of the window, so I got up and moved to the opposite side of the room. A friend of mine, who we'll just call Mohammed, walked into the room and joined in our conversation shortly after.

Closing the computer at 9:40 P M tonight. I couldn't sleep when I laid down at 8, but now I feel tired enough.

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Tonight I did something different on my dream recall which was to just make little voice notes, and then go back to sleep. My brain felt cloudy each time I woke up and recall didn't come as easy as usual.

There was something with my bank account being accessible, and going to a movie theater before travel.

Something with A B bullying me or attacking me in the kitchen. He was blasting me with hot water from the dish washer nozzle. Then we did this tug of war with a champagne glass and it broke. I wanted to fight him back.

I know that after I recorded those I had 2 more details come to mind. But those became RBFA and I forgot them.

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Next was round 2 of dreams.

I remember being on top of a building or roof top. I forgot why but it was complex. There were some bleachers, and a book being read. I remember the book had some specific content, but don't remember what it was. I got an in-depth look at it, though. A woman had a baby. I helped her set up an audio player to play the book right near the baby's little bed thing. It played the book in a female robot voice. However, they were also reading the book out loud up front at the same time. I hoped that the two readings would stay in sync. There was more to that dream but it was too vague of a memory.

There was something with R A putting his boogers on me. There were some big globs of boogers. We were in my Nana's room, actually a bunch of people were on her bed. I got really mad when I realized his joke was to put boogers on me, and ready to retaliate. I tried to put them back on him. Then I ended up walking around and thinking about tin foil. To put the boogers in tin foil. But I wasn't allowed to do that, or something. Then there was something about a woman in a car.

There was something with my friend A, and going to Switzerland. His family was very wealthy in the dream. But then it turned out I was going to Switzerland with my family. I remember when we got there something with some guy in a room who some other people were after or something. But I mainly remember that I was by the front windows of the house. It was a lot like my Nana's living room windows. And I had some food that smelled good. Well, there was a wolf or a dog that came up to the window, smelling it from outside. And he or she wanted some. I didn't want to go directly outside because I was afraid the dog might be dangerous, so I got a spoon ful of the stuff (it was like grits) and tried to find a hole in the window screen to poke the spoon out through. There seemed to be a good sized hole so I got ready to put the spoon through there, but then found that the front door was already open! It turned out the dog was our dog and it was a nice dog, so the dog got to come inside.

When I got up to my room, J G was giving me a hard time about my vitamins. It reminded me of when my Nana thought I was taking "pills" when she saw me taking my multivitamin and other vitamin and mineral pills. I was mad at the accusation. I remember seeing my B complex and my multi vitamin.

A was trying to fit me with a zip-up wind breaker jacket kinda thing. The size around the belly was said to be 34. The zipper didn't quite reach all the way around, or if it did, it would squeeze. A said he might have to get me a new one of the right size. I told him it was no problem because that was just with my belly pressed out. If I flex my core, I would easily fit in it. And I usually flex my core by default. There was another guy there too, to my left. We were near a window. On the window, something like a stick appeared but it turned out to be a two-legged lizard. it had a tail with was one fourth of its length or so, and then the 2 legs, then the front of its body was three quarters of its length, and a head, but no front legs. I looked at it in amazement, wondering what it was.

Then the dream shifted to showing these lines of little bugs one after the other. And big bugs came along and started to eat them. So the bugs changed direction, right to left, then again, left to right. It was sad to see the bugs get eaten. After that, the world changed to a Mario side scroller thing. There were enemies kind of like pink bomb-ombs and black bomb-ombs but they all had a spike on their head. Some how I had to run accross a whole field of them without dying. (In waking life I remember seeing that it was possible to use the spinning jump to bounce off them but I didn't know that until this year!) Anyway I did that and might have lost a life but eventually got to where I jumped in through this tube. The tube had a castle over it and warped me to a world where there would be a demonstration. T H told me something about how it was good that I made it here. I think there was a building I was flying to with some words on it, but not sure.

Then I remember being in a library. We were doing a demonstration video. Two of the guys in the video were smoking. I didn't know it was a dream. I was mad. 'This is not okay to advertise smoking subconsciously,' I thought. 'Not on my watch.' So I grabbed the cigar from the one guy and then we got in a fight. I remember seeing his reflection. "You look like Samuel L. Jackson!" I said. Anyway, it became a big fight. I think he initially got the upper hand in the fight, but I escaped. I'm not totally clear on that.

While I was plotting revenge on the attackers, I was side tracked by an interesting woman. I didn't get to the part where I approached her but I saw her with a phone and it took my mind off the resentment.

At the end of these dreams, there was something with a tupperware with some protein shake stuff in it. And my sister had called me from being away. I wanted to ask her if she would be back in time for the end of her school year. She said she didn't care about that stuff. It pained me that she wouldn't even try it for the sake of her future, but I knew there was nothing I could do to change her mind. I think that was the last scene before I woke up.

Tonight I woke up from the dream still thinking about the last situation as if I were really in it. I did that each time and by the time I finally realized it was a dream, a few good minutes had passed without me doing any recall. it is why the word count is so much lower than usual, but also because I overworked the day before, and under slept the previous night. Also I have not been doing adequate waking life recall and it might be time to renew that.

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Round 3 of dreams were also very eventful but again I woke up and didn't realize it was time to recall dreams, until too late. It took me some time to fall asleep for these. I had to do a little stationary bike in the dark and stretch to be able to sleep and even then, it took a while.

I remembered dreaming of being in front of the fridge at 15 S W. And eating these little pretzel sticks with some kind of dip. I remember almost being out of pretzel sticks.

I remember going accross a bridge in the wood, and thinking about "beast mode" which meant becoming like a were wolf or very primal. I was looking at my hands. And thinking how it was important to go into a "primal" mode.

There was a part on the phone with my Nana, I think. She said how she will try to quit cigarettes now. It seemed like a waking life memory at first but then I realized that was a dream memory. I also remember looking at the phone, and checking if it was almost 7 A M because there was a men's meeting starting at 7 on Saturday, in waking life. I must have thought of it within my dream. In the dream, there was plenty of time until it, and when I woke up, there was also plenty of time.

In another scene I remember going out for a walk. There was something about looking through my wallet. And something with a dog. I had not taken the dog out for the walk. I felt really bad when I saw the dog waiting by the window, wishing he could be outside. I just saw the dog's silhouette in the window because it had got dark. I remember a cement path and grass to each side. How sad.

I had one mini-dream of looking at a cup of water. It had a lot of condensation on the outside. A big ant was crawling up it. I figured the ant would crawl on the outside, but wouldn't go in the cup. Then the ant went over the rim and crawled into the cup! I was like, 'Oh no! The ant's in the cup!' and then woke up. As I saw the ant, I started to get lucid because something seemed different from waking life. Usually I don't drink out of that kind of cup and the ant seemed dream-like. Sure enough, it had been a dream.

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I'm closing the computer around 7:30.

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I woke up from these dreams and found I had turned in my sleep. This made me think I had already woken up once but when I thought more about it, I realized it must be my first time waking up.

There was a lot that was OTTOTT. Earliest in the dream, I remember fighting with my Uncle C. I think he was bullying me. I remember swimming in the pool, maybe with my sister. Something about teaching her to swim or practicing going back and forth, but I couldn't remember more. I also remember something with my Dad that's vague. And a part where a woman was serving a wealthy man lemonade all day and catering to him, because he was so wealthy. I think they were married and when he was home from work, she took care of him. The lemonade was in a pitcher.

I remember being in my high school. There was a meeting* and an art class. The meeting had this menu of things. One was like a religious text**, and contained a part about a character saying something like, "What about me?" I don't quite remember. The meeting had a menu that said studying this religious text was important. It also said that in order to have a relationship, it was necesary to study the religious text, with the name of it in italics.

I think in the earlier part, Uncle C had to travel somewhere. Anyway, in this part, I remember being in a class room. Something with A S sitting with a paper thing. Kinda vague. I remember that we all had to draw L R's face 10 times. I had been writing on lined paper, but switched to my little note book for drawing. I had 2 packs of colored pencils which I spread on the floor to my left. I was in a regular high school class desk. I had to lean to my left to adjust them. Some pencils were just tiny tips and I had to get them out of the aisle so no one would slip.

I was ready to draw L R's face really well. Then some how it changed to a computer screen, and I was locked out of the menu that led me to the drawing class. So, I had to figure that out. There were a bunch of menu options pressuring me towards that religious text. One was like an arrow pointing right. Eventually it reached a point where I was with 2 women who were talking. One, the teacher (I think) mentioned adverbs and what words go with them.

I asked what to do about washing or drying my shirt. Then I was near a dryer and I had some khaki pants but it would cost 7 dollars to run the dryer. I was being angry about this. I talked to my Dad. Apparently if I got change for the 7 dollars it would only cost a dollar or so to dry them so I did that. I went to get a snack from the vending machine, and there were little packs of cookies. I remember J B and M R and J P. So I eventually did that. There was also something about not leaving one's clothes wet in the machine because it will make it yucky.

After that, I remember getting to a computer lab. It was late. The computers said 12:09 A M. I was not happy that this was cutting into my sleep. I think it was J P who was next to me, and he said every few weeks it was normal to have a weird sleep schedule. That didn't quite ring true. I remember on the computer seeing a page by C in my search options. In waking life we just ended our relationship so it was weird to see something by her. It was as if the search results were mocking her, which kind of helped. They had some words inserted in other words that made a sort of hidden message.

I woke up from these with a lot of energy, thinking I couldn't possibly fall back sleep. Even though I don't really remember them that well. Okay, I'm glad I got up to write them. Maybe there was some kind of bug in the pool. Oh! In the class part, there was something that said I could have an out of body experience where I met my own personality from the outside. Back to bed.

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It took me forever to fall asleep, but I finally did. I did my waking life recall in my mind and then imagined some stuff while waiting, and even did some left hand writing time. Eventually, sleep came. Glad I didn't give up.

I remember being in a class room. The desks were in columns and rows, like in high school. The teacher had his back turned to the class, so one of the students behind me thought it would be funny to push the desks all the way up to the front of the class. So he managed, from the back of the column of desks, to push us all up to the front, right up to the teacher's back. I forgot exactly what happened. I know the teacher had been explaining how his name was "Eduardo Doucher" and not "Edward Doucher" and not "Ed Norton" but if his last name was "Norton" it would be "Eduardo Norton".

I became lucid somehow. I forgot what did it. I just remember standing there, lucid, and realizing there was no way I could stabilize the dream in time. Too bad I forgot what triggered the lucidity. It was only a few moments before I woke up. I remember hearing a drill sound, and trying to get it to turn off. There was some kind of loft thing. It occurred to me that since it was a dream, I could confront the driller, more easily than I could in waking life. But the dream ended.

Well, I didn't really wake up! I found myself in my bed, in the phase. I could just tell it was the phase, and not the physical world, so I got up. There was vaccuuming or drilling this time again. First thing I had to do was remove my eye mask, which had transferred into the dream. It took some prying. Then, I could dimly see my desk. I almost thought I'd actually got up physically but I looked and my desk had nothing on top. This showed me it was a dream again because I remembered that in waking life my stuff is on my desk.

On the wall behind the desk was an array of photos, 4 wide by 3 tall. But it was on the wall that goes into my sister's room, not the wall that goes to the side of the house. I read one photo and it said something about fasting, maybe, but I forgot the exact word. I was trying to keep it in mind though. I thought of repeating it out loud, but I'm not sure if I did.

I tried to open a hole in the wall starting with my fist. My fist was able to press into the wall but only up to my wrist at most. It was fun but eventually I gave up on that, and walked around. Instead of just one room accross the hall, there was one accross, and one between. My sister was vaccuuming one bed. There were three beds, with soft, fleece kind of blankets.

I thought it would be a good lucid thing to do to try to talk to my sister in the dream. It didn't work out though. I remember the dream ended or shifted and there was a really cute orange cat looking at me. Then the dream ended again, and I was in the phase. I thought it was physically waking up but not yet. I rolled out of body but felt a lot of resistance or gravity. It made it so I couldn't stand up or fly up out of my roof, but I could roll out of bed. Then, the gravity pinned me to the floor.

This was pretty scary. I felt like it would be a time when I'd experience "bad entities". So I casted a white bubble around me. I had no vision, just all black, but imagined the bubble. I kept trying to crawl a little further, then stand. Every time I tried to stand, I got pulled to the ground again by this gravity-ish force.

Then I lost the sense of a body but saw a white silhouette thing of white lines kneeling. I felt apprehension. Suddenly streams of words flew over the silhouette's head, from left to right. First it ducked them but then the stream of words got thicker and the silhouette had to fight them off. Then that part ended and I woke up physically, for sure this time.

That last part was interesting. I was the silhouette and I think the stream of words was my troubling thoughts.

I woke up and recalled what I could. Now, time to go back to bed!

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I couldn't sleep again. now sleepy. Will try to sleep now. Weird night.

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Finally got back to sleep. I might have got another hour or 2 at most. Now that I write this, it's around 8 A M. I had a pretty vivid dream.

I remember being on some kind of cement walk way with railings that walked out over a body of water. I was at the end of it. But I forgot what I was doing. (Something with a sugar cereal?)

I remember that I recorded some kind of dialogue with my family or my friend S S's family. It was on my phone. He seemed appalled that I had recorded it. So I turned it off before he could realize it. I hadn't recorded it for a bad reason.

I remember seeing my Nana, maybe Nanny F, and other relatives. Uncle C was there, and he kept smoking a cigarette. I saw the smoke, and it was near by, but I couldn't smell it. This is my dream sign, but I didn't catch it. I got annoyed but figured it was vapor or something (which is also dangerous though).

I remember these plat forms that were floating or on water. I remember Krillin from D B Z wanted to train because I was very strong. Something happened where I got up stairs and corned by Frieza and 2 big minion guys. I remember seeing Frieza's face in beast form where his head was really long. I tried to escape them and got cornered at the end of a corridor up stairs. Frieza began to charge an attack to shoot me and I saw the energy ball form.

I must have become lucid because I remembered that one of my dream goals was to form an energy ball or an aura, to defend myself. I tried, but nothing happened! Like usual. But, to my surprise, my efforts nullified Frieza's energy ball. I saw it totally vanish. So that was pretty cool!

I remember going back down stairs and there was a vision of a green lizard head guy I kept seeing. But he seemed to be staying put. However, there was a black lizard thing which was much bigger, that decided to come after me. I'm not sure if I maintained or lost lucidity, probably lost it. But I had the sense it was a video game. I had a Nintendo 64 controller and escaping the beast seemed just as easy as pressing the pause button. However I think it still continued to chase me. I don't remember how that ended. Maybe the Frieza part came after this, and that's how. I'm not sure.

I don't know if there was something with G D or if that was in my head once I had woken up.

That was all I remember even though these seemed eventful. I was so groggy from all the insomnia that it took a while to start recalling the dream. I think there was one more part I remembered at the end but its not in my head any more.

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I don't know if I will sleep again because its already after 8. I might nap today and that could be a chance to get lucid. Or, I will just get REM rebound tomorrow night, or both.

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Date of Dream: FRI 1 JUN - 2018



Dream No. 346 - Separated Sections

Dream 346 A - Independent Explorer
I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, it was in this completely unknown area and I was on some sort of abandoned pirate ship on a secluded lake in a really nice forest. Murray came up to me but I forgot the specific aspects of our interaction. It wasn't really a direct interaction but rather as I was walking to get off the ship, he was walking behind me. He appeared in his Sly 2/3 character.

There was a sub-scene playing where this time, it was an all grey room and the bed was this weird looking ottoman that was large enough to apparently be a double bed. There were no sheets or blankets on this bed either, only rough textured pillows. I was already on the bed and Murray, also Sly 2/3 appearance, got onto it, on the available side. He reached his lower arm out to me and raised his upper arm, like he was trying to spread his arms out for a hug. I moved in towards him slightly and so indeed he encased me in a hug.

It then went back to the main scene of the dream. Once I had gotten of the pirate ship, which I realised was a reference to the 5th episode from Sly 3, Murray wasn't with me anymore. In fact I looked back and he was leaning over the rails of the ship, waving me off. I could tell that his physical gestures were signalling for me to be careful and take care of myself.

As I went further and further away from the ship, I became more and more curious. I was now to explore this surrounding tropical cross jungle forest. Even the dream added some ambience, making the environment around me completely quiet. I was walking ever so slowly down the yellow sand and stone track; and then that's all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 346 B - Vibrant Homeworld
The dream had started me off in what was a simulation of a Spyro 3 home-world. The home-world that I was in was called Mango Hills. The music playing in the background was that of Sunrise Spring and the sky was a beautiful purple shade transitioning to blue and then some yellow/golden shade. The grass was a blue-green colour and the hills were yellow and had the consistency of the inside of a mango fruit. I ventured around the home-world for a bit when I came across an area that resembled the Fireworks Factory.

When I was at the Fireworks Factory, members of the Cooper gang started to appear and they looked really weird and scary in this dream. First was Carmelita, then Sly, then Bentley, then Murray. The dream asked me questions about them but I forgot what the questions or answers were. That's all I can remember about this dream.



Dream Tasks
- Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? No)
- Investigate where my SML postage has gone (Achieved? No)
- Reach the Gyeongbokgung Palace (Achieved? Partially)
- Have Dreamy WB or Murray go to console an upset dream character (Achieved? No)
- In accordance to the "shared dreaming experiment" proceed on locating the moon (Achieved? No)



Dream 346: Results (Competition #3)

346 A
Competition Night: 31 (FINAL)
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: Murray
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

346 B
Competition Night: 31 (FINAL)
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry:
Calculation Details:
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)

+ Previous Total: 144.0
Total Accumulated Points: 145.5

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4:18 A M: This is my first time up to dream journal. I had one or two rounds of dreams that went to RBFA and I couldn't even get a single clue as to what they were about. I tried, because I know I recalled them once I'd woken up. I almost thought of at least making some voice notes but I was like "if I stay still I will get one more detail" and then fell asleep.

The second round of dreams must have only had a brief awakening afterward because I didn't even get up to use the bathroom.

My earliest memory from this third round of dreams was that M R and N H were trying to talk me into something. I remember a fridge, and that I had taken the two glass shelves out of the fridge. I put the top one back in, and some food on there. But the bottom shelf from the fridge was still out on the table. Also, there were a bunch of little glass pieces that went with it, which I was trying to figure out what to do with. Stacks of little glass rectangles.

I also remember a part where there was all this gunk. maybe in a shower. maybe something to do with a beach. I don't really remember now. But I remember thinking it was a bad thing, and should be stopped. However, no one else was really bothered by it. I think I kept trying to clean the gunk or something. It was clearly one person's fault. I guess I moved on when it turned out no one else minded.

I remember a part where I was standing in the center of a circle with some other people in the middle with me. And lots of people began to circle around us in a big circle. I had the idea they were some kind of demons or bad guys all circling around us. But then the mood shifted and I was talking to one of the guys in the circle. He was taller than me. I was like, "Thanks for letting me use your body!" Because I guess he had let me use his body like a robot. There was another big guy next to him who was also heavy and very tall. I told him he had giant muscles and could defeat anybody. They both went and walked on a track.

Now I remember this part. Maybe it was earlier. I remember a really light shot gun someone had. And driving in some cars. Maybe something with a smaller gun. Never mind, I can't piece it together.

I also remembered a part in which I was trying to write down my food. Something with numbers and maybe even a graph.

There was another part in a restaurant with an Indian man like K. He was making an egg sandwich on a griddle. At first I don't think it was a griddle but it became a griddle as I started at it wondering why he had just cracked raw eggs onto a plate like that. He put a sheet of bacon the size of a slice of bread, and then cracked 2 eggs on the bread, and I think some cheese. I remember tasting some of the egg white but it still needed to cook a little more. Still, it was pretty good. He said how that was a really cheap way of making it and so he could profit more from selling that, than if he cooked it another way.

I don't know if there were details in the middle here. But next thing I remember is being in the dining room with a family. The Dad was mean to the kids and wife. It was the last straw because he had been mean on a regular basis. This meant it was time to call the lawyer and get the Dad out of there. I ran for the phone because I knew the dad would physically try to stop me. I remember the rush of running. The phone was near by and I managed to find the lawyer's number on a piece of paper as I ran. I almost wondered if there would be no point, because I didn't have the lawyer's number.

As I ran, I made an appointment. The dad was chasing me. To get ahead, I jumped down the stair well, from railing to railing, down a few flights. I got to a floor with a pool table and went in there. That was where I was supposed to meet the lawyer and discuss things. What a relief, I made it, without the dad catching me.

Then I was more focused on the people playing pool. The pool table had some different elements to it. Almost like a mini-golf course, but as a pool table. Not quite but it just had some segments. People there made some pretty skillful pool moves. (I just got a flash back of the earlier dream with the gunk in the shower, and a woman saying it didn't matter.)

Eventually the dad caught up and brought us this raccoon thing. He handed it to me because I was supposed to take care of it. It curled up in my arms and went to sleep. (I think its from observing the rabbit in the yard for a while last night.) The raccoon thing seemed to go to sleep though and it was supposed to sleep 10 days. I wasn't sure if it would sleep all 10 days or wake up. Or what it would need. There was a little house for it. I wondered if it belonged in the fridge.

The dad got a big dispenser of water. He called it "carbon water" and it was the only kind of water I could feed the raccoon. This worried me because it was going to be expensive. (Was there something about brushing my teeth?) So we sat around and drank the carbon water I guess. But something theatrical happened and a bunch of bubbles floated up. They contained the word A7 which was the name of an ion. (Something like that, maybe A7+.) It was really fascinating to see all that happen. Then there was a really steamy cup of tea. It was under the table at first so I thought someone had a cigarette, and got ready to get mad. But the tea was just the thing making the steam, not a cigarette, making smoke.

There was also some other magical stuff like presents appearing. Because I didn't think it was a dream, my mind actually shifted the whole thing so it became a movie. This way I would believe it was waking life, because that would be more likely to happen in a movie scene. It looked like special effects. Then I found myself sitting and watching the movie.

There was a woman in the chair to my right. She was saying how her boyfriend was workaholic and would never just relax and hang out with her after a movie. I turned so I was facing her and started to try to talk about my recovery from workaholism. Partly to be nice and partly because I was single and wanted her to like me! She didn't face in my direction which I guess meant she would have felt bad to talk with me due to having a boyfriend.

I got up and walked some ways away. Up some hills. Maybe through some snow. Thinking about the woman there, feeling off about it. And I was still thinking about the animal but I forgot if I left it in a tree or still had it. Anyway, I walked so far that I realized I'd gone too far. There was a train heading back to where I'd come from and I sprinted towards it. Just barely made it. It turned out to be a bus, on train tracks. I thought I'd have to go all the way around to get in, but there was a door on my side. When I got in, I barely made it. I had to grab the door and yell to the bus driver to slow down. He must have been on a schedule, and that would throw off his schedule. I explained to him gratefully that its my first time using this bus. He was nice about it.

The rest of the people on the bus looked shady, like gangsters. I was kind of nervous and sat towards the back. We ended up playing more pool. I guess the bus just transformed into another pool hall, because dreams can do that. I don't know why I am dreaming of playing pool. I haven't played pool or even seen a pool table in years. Maybe my dreams are suggesting I go play pool! The table was divided into sections again, unlike a waking life pool table. People were doing all kinds of tricks like blowing on the pool balls and putting spin on the pool balls. I also noticed that no one used the triangle. And if they did, there would have been 2 triangles worth of pool balls. Anyway the first guy who went used the pool stick differently. swinging it from above. I was like, "Cool style." Someone knocked the cue ball in. I forgot every move of the game but it was very vivid and interesting to watch. I think round 3 of dreams (which was this round) is usually my most vivid and eventful so if I take any Alpha-GPC or Huperzine-A it should be between rounds 2 and 3.

After that there was something else about whether or not a woman would like me. And more lucid dreaming tips. I remember R S leaning back with his hands near a bubbling pot of water. He was a master lucid dreamer, in this dream. And the Lucid Dreaming tips were naps, RC's, and 2 other things. The guy said that besides, that, nothing made a big difference. I wanted to impress the woman.

Then I think was when I woke up. Nothing I can do now to re-gain those first or second round of dreams' dream details. Some of the second round may have trickled in to the dream journal. But I am thinking through them and I fall back to sleep! If I got up to write it would seem premature as I wasn't done thinking of them. So its definitely a "double bind" but there will be lots of dreams in the coming days, weeks and months and even years. Okay, back to bed.

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8:20 A M: Great. I managed to get some sleep. It took a little while to fall back asleep and I almost doubted I would. But, I did! I had lots of short dreams and snoozing.

I remember something with trying to get on an A C A phone meeting. They said something about how I would have to press any key to skip the main menu and go straight to the meeting. I figured everyone would start to do that, and skip the main menu. I remember a fellow traveler, maybe named J, calling me. We talked about some stuff. I said something about how if I isolate too much I could return to old behaviors or an addiction. I think I remember a poster on the wall. In the walk-in fridge, there were a bunch of milk jugs. However, all the milk jugs were opened and partly drank out of. I thought it was weird that they had all been used a little bit, instead of people just using one all the way. It was like the walk in fridge at my house in college. The milks had the light purple label which means 1% or skim milk, I forget which. I wanted some milk but decided they wouldn't be any good, due to having been opened. They looked spoiled to me.

Then, when I walked out of the walk in fridge thing, someone talked to me about getting a job. They were saying how smart I was, but they couldn't hire anyone to work on the crane. I was thinking, 'Good! I don't want to work on a crane!' Then instead of a person, there was more of a voice talking to me. I could tell I was hearing a voice from the sky, but didn't know it was a dream. The voice was telling me some different things. One thing it told me was an earlier part of the dream I had forgotten. It was because I couldn't remember the earliest part of this sleep cycle's dreams, and it actually told me what happened. However, I don't remember it now! Unless it was the milk jug part. But I remember it then, and it rang true.

There were parts where I was starting a subreddit called r/nojob or r/dontgetajob in addition to other subreddits like another sub-reddit for being anti-cigarettes. I was in my room from senior year of college. I remember looking on our big screen T V from the couch, which was up, and to the left. It was really hard to see anything at that angle and it got kinda frustrating, trying to work like that. At another point I was in my room with my 42 inch TV hooked up as a monitor. Something about using the correct kind of cable and a tutorial about that.

In yet another part, I was in this one house by the ocean. The ocean was so blue and went on forever. It felt like I was on the very edge of the world. There was something about how I had to go talk to the guy next door so I went over there. He was an African American guy with a beard, like Mr. T. I saw another person interviewing him from outside. They talked in a totally un-known language but as they spoke, a female robot voice translated everything. (I forgot the exact words.) I didn't know it was a dream but it was so vivid. I remember the guy had a huge mansion. And I remember going and walking out to the side of the stone patio, which went right up to the ocean, too. There was a little mini pool thing but it looked like it went down in a whirl-pool. I thought of it as a jacuzzi and wanted to jump right in. It was so vivid. The sky was bright blue, the ocean was waving, it was really vivid.

Next I was going to use the bathroom, I think back in the same house as above. I saw my sister so I knew she wasn't in there. I went to go to the bathroom and then saw one bedroom and then beyond that, another bedroom. In the 3rd bedroom I saw purple legs standing on a pillow. It was my cousin J. I tried to close the door and use the bathroom but I didn't go in the stall. I aimed for a hole in the floor. I missed a lot and was going to have to wipe the floor up after. My cousin came to the bathroom right then and I saw her eye, looking in to the bathroom. I covered up, and didn't want her to see that I had peed! I just couldn't figure out how to use the stall. I yelled at her about it, like, "Don't look!" And felt bad for yelling. I felt like I had to push her away. Luckily, it was just a dream. (This is why I am trying to train myself to RC every time I go pee.)

I remember a false awakening where I was walking around a building. I wanted to go pee in a corner somewhere and go right back to bed, without waking up too much. My goal was to keep dream chaining and try to get lucid, and go explore that ocean. Unbeknownst to me, I was still in a dream already. I found a corner that I almost peed in but then there was a heavy guy who came out of the kitchen, like 50 feet from the door I was at, walking into a cafeteria. So, that plan was blown.

When I woke up physically, I realized there was a bathroom that was easy to go to. But it took a while because my mind had still carried the impression of there not being a near-by bathroom.

My last dream was about looking for the next season of Dragon Ball Super. There was something cool about Vegeta and how he could freeze time and rewind to where everyone was standing around him, and someone said something mean to him. Then re-play the scene but do it differently. I remember looking on-line because a new show had been released every day. So I was trying to find it up on You Tube. I think it was Sunday in the dream. That led me to a message board, where they had video game links. Someone replied to my question in Spanish with a link to a web-site that would have a Pokemon game. My attention went to that. I remember looking at a Super Nintendo Controller, trying to set up the buttons, like in an emulator. The titles to the paragraphs were in Spanish but the rest were in English. One was a silly gossip article about how Charizard fell in love with Manta Something. I woke up from that thinking that I'm trying to avoid gaming, so I can't actually go set that up. Then I realized it had been a dream.

So, those were a good amount of dreams. My recall on them was pretty good. I am glad to have slept in so much. For me its much more of a success to sleep in than it would be to wake up early.

I am beginning to be a little down about how I'm falling back to sleep after the first round of dreams lately, without writing it. And usually, forgetting much of it. So, although I think its healthy to have a balance between sleep and dream recall, I might start to think of some way to avoid forgetting those first or second rounds of dreams. But also it will probably come back to me naturally, once I allow myself to get the rest I need. because some nights, I would be recalling that first round of dreams, and at the end, have plenty of energy to get up and write it.

Oh! I also remembered a dream detail of going through my phone and trying to convert the audio format of my voice recorder (m4a I think) to mp3 or vice versa. That detail came back to me later in the morning, when I thought of my phone.