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    1. Launching of a Man, Accompanied by Voracious Copulation

      by , 05-09-2018 at 04:50 AM
      There was an event to take place in a huge event center, which appeared to me as a sort of pleasant hybrid of a baseball and football stadium. This event was to be the launching of a man from a cannon into a great trampoline, which subsequently would result in him flying off into oblivion (This is what we as spectators were to expect, anyway). I, simply just another innocent bystander among many, viewed this event from behind large glass windows. It was like we were in a private box, but it was on the same level as the ground level of the stadium.

      I stood there among what i suppose were executives, people in charge of the event. I was accompanied by a couple attractive girls, blondes, who bore a resemblance to several girls from two of my IRL college courses. We were all excitedly awaiting the launch...

      After the launch occurred, the old man bounced off the trampoline in a rather anticlimactic manner. He only managed to gain a few feet, and we all had expected him to fly much further than this. I felt disappointment, and a kind of sick recognition of an unfulfilled general aura.

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      Then, much to my disturbance, the girls beside me went out onto the field and started fucking some of the executives who had been viewing the launch. It was a ludicrous and raucous display, and it gave me a sinking feeling. Afterwards, the girls came back inside; one of them was apologizing to me it seemed, and attempting to console me, though i did not outwardly express my disgust at the disturbing display. She was kind, though, and it was almost as if her consolation negated her previous sexual misconduct. We walked together, and i somehow gained a solace about the situation.

      There was much more to this dream, but this is what i remember.
    2. 2,393 words

      by , 05-08-2018 at 05:45 PM
      2018-05-08.pdf

      my dreams are in the above pdf
      please click to view them

      I really maxed out on pictures today.
    3. The Meat Street and the Product of Extensive Dog Breeding

      by , 05-08-2018 at 02:13 PM (The Internal and Subconscious World of DropTherapy)
      The dream started at J's house. He was being a bit of a jerk, so I left and went to my house. I then turned the entire street into meat to get rid of him after entering through the front gate. There was a gathering in the kitchen. The whole time I knew I was dreaming. I was anxious that he would try to come for me, so I was pacing. At one point, I looked in the mirror, and since dream mirrors have strange properties, My face distorted, with my mouth shifting to the left. I also explained to some people why I turned our entire street into meat and my intention for it. I then heard a slam on the front screen door. Me and someone else went to investigate. The guy said, "It's probably J," and looked through the screen door. "No, it's a few dogs." I replied. I opened the door and one tried to bite at my arm. It was this big black dog, but it's lips and jowels were so large that it's teeth couldn't reach my arm, so I helped it by moving my arm further into it's mouth. When it bit me, it didn't hurt; I just woke up.
      Categories
      memorable , lucid
    4. Magical May Competition Night 7 + TOTM

      by , 05-08-2018 at 02:46 AM (Journeys through Spacetime)
      I seemed to be in some sort of theatrical performance, as I was striding across an expansive black stage. Through a gap in the curtain, I could discern T barking orders at some confused children. Suddenly feeling rather agitated, I left through a side door, to find myself in an airy and spacious atrium, augmented by a sweeping crystal staircase. Accordingly, I started to wonder if I was dreaming. I glanced at my hand, to reveal it appearing perfectly normal with five fingers, as usual. Nonetheless, something was not quite right…
      Consequently, I located my diary, and glanced at a few words, turned away, and noticed immediately that the words had changed. Elated at this discovery, I soared to the landing, and summoned two dream characters to notify.

      Unusually, they were not irate and vexed at my proclamation; instead, they were somewhat congratulatory of my achievement. I decided to test my lucid abilities through some simplistic summoning; I evoked an iPhone (unimaginative, I know), duplicated it, and vaporized them both. Euphoric, I abandoned my companions, and proceeded down the stairs once more, to find another mysterious door. Curious, I entered through it to find a large kitchen area. However, it was not empty; a severe looking woman with her flaxen hair pulled backwards, sipped a mellow green cup of green tea, and proceeded to stare at me. Attempting to strike some conversation, I told her that this was a dream. She retorted her disbelief, as anyone would in waking life. Exasperated by her behaviour, I telekinetically seized her complacent drink, and I proceeded to morph its shape into a small statue, easily comparable to the original possessor of the drink. Her eyes widened with immense astonishment, and she unexpectedly sprinted towards the window. Horrified by her failure to leave the glass intact, and fly away, I darted to an unexpectedly bizarre. She lay on the grass floor, nude, conjoined at her elbow to a handsome man. They merely giggled at my approach. Relieved, I repaired the window, and with utmost care, I separated the bodies. She then chortled, and suggested that us three join in perhaps a ‘different’ way…

      Later, after the revelry had concluded, I stood at the front, gazing at the magnificent scenery that presented itself. I meandered through the gently tended garden in a sort of calming meditation. Before long, I had found an ideal lake, with the water serene and calm in the aesthetic sunlight. Nonetheless, I was somewhat exhausted of the calm surroundings, and wished for some movement in the scenery. Consequently, I summoned a few ducks to serenely swim across the mere. Refreshed, I controlled them to come towards me, and return to the house. Nonetheless, as soon as they had returned to me, I noticed an extremely bizarre creature. It was a giant black bird wearing a massive helmet, somewhat cylindrical in appearance. It made a strange, yet yearning call by tilting its head backwards. Fascinated by the dream’s imagination, I beckoned it towards me, as well. Before long, I had seven birds from the estate together seated in a large white room to examine closely. As I commenced my examination, the helmeted creature accordingly, commenced to fly away. Suddenly, several ‘camera-men’, halted its progress, and told me to leave until they had resolved their photography. Although I was slightly irritated at being ordered by dream figures, I left them to their devices for now.

      I discovered two cooperative dream figures wandering the streets, so I took them both to a café to discuss some key aspects of dream control. I evoked some bread rolls baked to golden perfection, almost glowing with savour for the three of us, as well as a few powerfully scented cappuccinos (to heighten dream awareness). Unexpectedly, I recalled the TOTM, and so I shaped some brown wisps between my hands to a magnificent chocolate cake. Feeling indulgent, I tasted its impossibly rich and textured contents, soon revealing a delicious berry flushed core. After our extravagance, curious, they asked me how I deal with anxiety in dreams. Feeling exceptionally erudite, I gave them a lecture on the subject, evoking accompanying imagery between my hands in wisps of fabric of the dream state.

      In a separate dream, I was supposedly taking a cello exam, in my own home. Several bizarre people were being exceptionally loud and unsympathetic, and worse, I could not find my end-pin stopper. In eventuality, it was canceled. As I drove off, I noticed that my house was lit up like a beacon.
      Tags: lucid, totm
      Categories
      lucid , memorable
    5. 1,125 words

      by , 05-07-2018 at 08:49 PM
      2018-05-07.pdf

      (please click above pdf to read dreams)

      Its been a while since I wrote my usual 3000-6000 word entry. I think that was not sustainable in terms of an amount to write. I write them a little simpler now but still keep the voice recorder file which records all the details. But also my voice recordings have only been 30-45 minutes. A month or so ago I was having some nights with 1.5 hours of dream details on my voice recorder... I think this amount is a little easier to manage right now though. I would gladly accept more dream recall but I'm just saying.
      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , memorable
    6. 1,108 words

      by , 05-06-2018 at 11:13 PM
      2018-05-06.pdf

      dreams in above PDF
    7. Buying Souvenirs

      by , 05-06-2018 at 02:32 PM
      This morning I found myself at Gyeongbokgung palace again. When I got to the entrance I realized I was just in street clothes, and I remembered that I was going to try to show up in hanbok from now on so I crossed the street and found the store from my first dream about the palace. Luckily everything was the same and I was able to get the same dress without paying for it.

      As I waited in front of the palace I lost my lucidity. Eventually some girl came up to me and asked if I wanted to go shopping. I said yes, and we went into one of the palace's museums and starting looking at and buying souvenirs. Somehow I had a purse that I didn't have in the beginning of the dream, and inside it I had a lot of Korean money. The money was really detailed and accurate looking. I bought some hanja writing pens (basically pens with little paintbrush tips), a cute notebook, a puzzle, and some multicolored chopsticks with Korean written on them. I don't know what the other girl bought.
      Categories
      memorable , lucid , non-lucid
    8. Dream - Power Outage & Grandma Has Kittens

      by , 05-06-2018 at 10:00 AM
      Date of Dream: SUN 6 MAY - 2018



      Dream No. 323 - Separated Sections

      Dream 323 A - Power Outage (Lucid Dream 17)
      The dream started with me being at my house. For the first scene, I was down in the garage. There was a person that resembled Dreamy WB; in fact it was Dreamy WB but I have forgotten her appearance. She came up to me and asked me to help her find the lifts. She said that she had to leave in order to help a sick person. I wandered down the cellar and things felt strange to me. In real life, it's just a tiny corridor that stops at the end but in the dream, there was this whole new area to the side of it.

      I strangely felt aware that I was dreaming but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. I turned left into the new dream area and indeed I found the lift complex in a completely different looking environment. There were a lot of people at the lift complex, including my parents. So I saw this strange looking Dreamy WB off into the lift and then stood and hesitated as I felt I had nothing left to do. The scene changed.

      I was now in the main part of the house, no distorted features, right in the middle of the night. It was dark inside and so I decided I wanted to turn the lights on. I went up to a light switch and it wasn't working. I thought further, “is this a power outage or am I in a dream?”. I went to the another light switch and it didn't work for me; so indeed I worked out that this was a dream. Also, at midnight in real life, lighting in the dark is usually almost black but in the dream, the quality of lighting was blue, so I could still see my surroundings.

      I walked towards the bathroom to do further reality checks at the mirror. I looked in it and grossly enough, I had this rubber-like snot hanging out of my nose... Heaps of it. I gave it a clean but I won't recap the method I used. Then I said things to myself, quietly talking to myself. I actually recited the dream tasks I had set for myself. I said something like, “Hmm, ok. So... Um... I've got to get Murray back, Logan has to be penalised and then Kevin will be receiving a penalty as well. I've got to check Logan's mail but I can't do any of that because she's not here”.

      Then the most creepy reality check took place, I lifted my hand up to the mirror to see the arrangement of fingers but this arrangement was bizarre. I had nine fingers on my right hand!! It was arranged so I had two layers of four and then one finger randomly sticking out in the place of the thumb. This finger arrangement felt so real that it actually scared me so much; I gasped, jumped and never wanted to lift my hand up to the mirror again.

      I found that I had to clean my nose further and so I had to lift my hand up to the mirror again. This time, it was the usually un-normal six fingers. Whenever I touched something with my sixth finger, it would hurt; like it was actually reality and my mind was telling me that my sixth finger shouldn't be there. No matter how much I thought about the dream tasks I had to do, I just couldn't motivate myself to actually go and do them. Soon enough, that dream had ended.

      Dream 323 B - Grandma Has Kittens
      I don't remember much of this dream. From what I can remember, my second grandparents were at my house. Indeed grandma was at her normal age, in her 70s, but she was pregnant! I was actually thinking to myself, “You're past menopause so how on Earth can you be pregnant?”. She didn't have human babies though, she actually gave birth to two mixed coloured kittens, a boy called Tommy and a girl called Jessie. The dream didn't show her giving birth but the kittens had suddenly appeared and then she went back to looking like normal.

      My dad was also there and my grandma was his mum; so Tommy and Jessie were actually my dad and uncle's new siblings! Only my uncle wasn't aware of this because he wasn't in the dream. I spent some time playing with the kittens but I forgot what I did with them specifically. That's all I can remember about this dream.



      Dream Tasks
      - Get Murray back as a regular DC/DG (Achieved? No)
      - Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? No)
      - Have Kevin M receive minor penalties either from Dreamy WB or myself due to general carelessness (Achieved? No)
      - Investigate where my SML postage has gone (Achieved? No)



      Dream 323: Results (Competition #3)

      Dream 323 A
      Competition Night: 5
      Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Lucid
      Dream Guide: None
      Emergency Team: None
      Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

      Dream 323 B
      Competition Night: 5
      Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
      Dream Guide: None
      Emergency Team: None
      Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



      Points For This Entry: 32.0
      Calculation Details:
      - Help someone in need, non-lucid (1.0)
      - Reality Check, Light Switches (5.0)
      - Reality Check, Weird Finger Formation In The Mirror (5.0)
      - Become Lucid (10.0)
      - Was induced via DILD (5.0)
      - Full Non-Lucid Dream, 323 B (1.0)
      - 5-Day Recall Chain (5.0)

      + Previous Total: 8.0
      Total Accumulated Points: 40.0



      Although my ambition to achieve tasks was foiled again, I find the events of 323 quite interesting. The backstory is that yesterday, my throat was feeling sore and so I thought I was on the way to getting a cold. In the first scene, Dreamy WB actually came up to me and said that she had to leave the dream world to help a "sick person". In hindsight, she was sacrificing the dream version of me to stop my physical body from getting sick. The reason I think this? This morning, I didn't get worse and rather, my throat hurts less. Additionally in hindsight, I could have gotten to Murray, even without Dreamy WB. The only thing that's a must with Dream WB at the moment is the penalties.

      Updated 09-14-2018 at 08:24 AM by 93119

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , memorable
    9. 1,134 words

      by , 05-05-2018 at 06:16 PM
      2018-05-05 - -.pdf

      My dreams are in the above PDF. (click where it says 2018-05-05 - -.pdf)

      Thanks
      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , memorable
    10. Combat!

      by , 05-04-2018 at 05:55 PM
      I was with my dad and brothers outside when we realized my father was taking a while to return.I ran to our old jeep with my brothers, where we found our dad dizzy. Helping him up a bit, i told my brother to drive him to the hospital.

      When we got there, my dad was already in the room with the doctor who said there was nothing he could do and he didn't know what to do. This frustrated me. Than my dad started to look loopy and began saying crazy things. I tried to keep him calm but than he tried attacking.


      In the next part of the dream, i was watching a girl watching tv in her yellow/light pink bedroom. I felt small and hopped onto the white curtains. I climbed it, looking forward to get away. Once i reached the top of the window, i pushed a smaller window open and felt a cool breeze hit my face. It was winter and snowing.

      I hopped out and flew to my freedom. However, i felt a dream presense still lingering somewhere. Watching me. When i landed on the ground i came across a dog that was made out of metal chains that were broken. I pulled him apart as i strolled on my path but than a huge almost chibi like robot entity appeared behind me.

      "Is everything okay? I wouldn't want the person i care for to be hurt..."she replied. "Yeah, im good" i said nervously. "Is that you?"she asked now coming closer."Yeah,I'm KarlaB18!"I shouted impulsively. "You are!?"she replied surprised. I didn't know if that was a good or bad response though so i changed my mind and said "no".

      The place than changed to a large blue cavernous place where she erupted and began to unleash hundreds of spirits on me.
      I dodged the white ghostly spirits as i felt her control putting pressure on me. More and more it started to feel like she was a7/10 hard dream boss. But than i got tired of her putting me in corners as i flew around so i shouted a battle cry and dodged the spirits more accurately and with less hesitation. I than changed my form into asriel dreamurr and began showering the place with star power until the spirits and the girl faded.I woke up with a heavy feeling as if i woke from a nightmare but i found it to be too cool to classify it as a nightmare.

      Categories
      lucid , non-lucid , memorable
    11. 464 words

      by , 05-04-2018 at 05:31 PM
      2018-05-04 - .pdf

      ^^ please click above PDF to see them ^^ (I do that so that I can insert images more easily)

      Thanks for reading
    12. Dream - A Civil Way Of Waking Up

      by , 05-04-2018 at 02:36 PM
      Date of Dream: FRI 4 MAY - 2018



      Dream No. 321 - A Civil Way Of Waking Up

      I don't remember what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, I was paying a visit to my old house with the family but someone else was living there. My parents were talking to the guy when I had to go to the bathroom. The guy came to the door and made some weird comments.

      Once I was back in the kitchen, my mum got really angry at me; apparently I had done something to my dad. My mum was constantly pressuring me to apologise to him. I said to her that my self esteem comes first and that I would do what I saw fit. After many minutes of fighting her, I looked out the window and saw my dad being manhandled by the Japanese army. Just to make my mum happy and stop her from carrying on like a pork chop, I decided to go and stop the Japanese army and save my dad. The dream then moved onto another scene.

      We were now walking along the Dandenong Creek Trail when some guy was constantly sneaking around simultaneously, chasing people that accompanied me, one at a time. My mum told me heads up, the guy could be coming for me next. After a while, I was relieved as no one was coming back. But it was when we came off the track and next to the private hospital that I was caught off guard. For the first part he seemed sober but then suddenly, he came running for me at full speed and the only option I had was to run even faster because he was so close.

      I ended up running up the steep hill, running towards and seeking refuge in my mum's friend GW's driveway. No one was at home to let me in the house and so they guy well and truly caught up to me. In this dream, I came to my senses and was able to act further. As fast as ever, I said something like, “No! Don't kill me! Don't wake me up! No no no no no no no...!”. Still, he was now slowly approaching me, in a threatening way, the widest smirk ever on his face.

      Thankfully, I was still in a clear head-space even though the guy was threatening me more and more. My voice was as fast as the motor of a racing vehicle as I now called for Dreamy WB. I tried genuinely calling first but that wasn't working and so then I just went all out, reciting all these tongue twisters in the process. I'm screaming, “Dreamy WB, Dreamy WB, Dreamy WB, Dreamy WB...!”, while jumping and flapping my arms about.

      Eventually, I witnessed her actually fading into the dream but she had a different appearance compared to usual; one that I can't describe. I do know for a fact though that she was wearing clothes that looked like business wear. At the same time that she was fading in, the menacing guy was fading out of the dream. There was now just a sense of calm and relief. I just spent the next few seconds, blankly staring at Dreamy WB who was standing under the car-port, taking in the fact that I wasn't in danger anymore.

      I then became active in my surroundings again. I said to her “Dreamy WB thank you so much!”, as I ran to her and hugged her. The dream emphasised showing her hugging me back; as it played her pulling me towards her body and fitting her arms around my back in slow motion. At first, she was taller than me in height but as the dream came to an end, she was slightly shorter by a centimetre or two, now resembling the height of the real WB. She continued to keep me tightly locked in the hug until I woke up.



      Dream Trophies Achieved:

      - None



      Dream 321: Results (Competition #3)
      Competition Night: 3
      Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
      Dream Guide: Dreamy WB
      Emergency Team: None
      Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



      Points For This Entry: 5.0
      Calculation Details:
      - Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
      - 3 Day Dream Recall Chain (3.0)
      - Summon Dream Guide: Dreamy WB (1.0)

      + Previous Total: 2.5
      Total Accumulated Points: 7.5

      Updated 06-01-2018 at 01:08 PM by 93119

      Categories
      non-lucid , memorable
    13. Magical May Competition Night 3 - 3/05/18

      by , 05-04-2018 at 02:27 AM (Journeys through Spacetime)
      Scarlet Rose

      I was sitting comfortably in a chair in the sitting room, when I noticed a rather strange thing happening at the window. AJ was sitting in another chair on his laptop, oblivious to my curiousity. A small yet distorted cat was tapping its head against the largest window. Fascinated, I rose from my chair to observe the animal in more detail. As I did this, I glanced at my hand, and I realized I was dreaming. I was filled with a sudden sense of urgency and impending doom, so I hastily prepared to fly through the window. As my hand permeated the glass substance, A yelled ‘What the !@#$ are you doing?’. Shocked by this sudden outburst, I halted my action and returned to the room. Frustrated, I attempted to demonstrate my ability to levitate, but I was thwarted when I fell backwards onto my backside. Extremely irritated now, I clicked my fingers and removed several objects from the room. Nonetheless, he was not convinced. Finally, I probed my mind into his brain, and distracted his perception towards his game on his laptop. Fortunately, this worked, but it was too late. I glanced through the window to sight a cream car pull up onto the lawn. Further inspection revealed the driver was a short policeman from maybe the 1950s, lacking the typical modern uniform. He stepped out of the car, but I knew he was not arresting me. Instead, I flew through the window, and met with him, and now his assistant, a corpulent man with combed-back hair, a polar opposite to his leader. Nonetheless, they both possessed a grim expression.
      I greeted them, and flew with them over leagues of countryside, to arrive at a magnificent red rose bush. However, once the resplendent yet macabre blossoms were clawed away, one could see a young woman’s mutilated corpse. Her flaxen hair was besmirched with scarlet as her azure eyes gazed unseeing.

      After the horrific scene, I was somewhat mentally disturbed, but I reaffirmed to myself that I was the detective. I flew on, and realized that the strange behaviour of the cat was intrinsically related to murder. With this thought in mind, I decided to visit a feline psychiatrist. However, I was denied entry, as the man had an exceptional phobia of policemen/detectives. Moderately irritated, I took the opportunity, to transform into a cat, whilst partitioning some of my body to a disturbed female cat owner. Although it may seem paradoxical to be two creatures at once, I was experiencing sight as the cat, whilst I controlled the owner remotely. Finally, after impatiently waiting in the reverberant stone waiting passage with towering ceilings, I could see the psychiatrist. He looked like he came from several centuries ago; he looked like Charles I. His assistant, a man similar to my mental depiction of Mr. Collins from Pride & Prejudice, after having a very strange conversation, notified ‘me’ that the insane psychiatrist was prepared to see me.

      In the cold chamber of an office, I imitated the cat’s behaviour, whilst my human part made some meaningless noises. The psychiatrist then proceeded to explain the symptoms. “This disease is contracted from riding an infected horse. Only from someone else’s horse, not one’s own”

      I suddenly recognized who the victim was. I cast myself back to a few days ago. I was in an unknown town in England, with some sort of festival taking place. One of the spectacles was the ‘bullet gallery’, where supposedly one could look at historical bullets in history. in personal DJ
      Now, they proceeded to complain of the poor quality of the gathering, and consequently, blamed me. Frustrated, I had ignored them.

      Now, in a vaguely sadistic mode, I transformed back to a detective.

      NOTES:

      Updated 12-14-2020 at 01:57 AM by 91855

      Tags: detective
      Categories
      lucid , memorable
    14. 880 words + pictures :)

      by , 05-03-2018 at 09:42 PM
      2018-05-03 -.pdf

      ^^ please click pdf above ^^
      (if you want to read them )

      I tried to do this one in A5 and I think it looks nicer this way. Thanks naturespirit. Plus being set as "portrait". I kinda like narrow margins.
    15. 1,424 words

      by , 05-02-2018 at 05:36 PM
      2018-05-02 -.pdf

      ^please click pdf above to see it with images

      If anyone has any feed back on my formatting or anything like that please let me know. I'm just trying out different things.


      if you would rather just read the text, without images, here it is below!

      Spoiler for DJ entry without images:
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