memorable

As I went to bed, I remembered to set an intention to think of my dreams the next time I wake up.

Round 1 of Dreams

When I woke up, I had a thought or two before remembering to practice dream recall. That really surprised me, but luckily, I was able to catch it soon enough to get a lot of dream details.

Jail

An old man was supposed to go to jail, or be in jail. He was working so hard that he would collapse. I was telling the prison officers that he was up every morning at 6:30, taking a shower. I wanted to sort of vouch for him, or put in a good word for him. <Personal Info>

Going

At first I was running on a track with <Personal Info>. I wondered what the point of it was. It seemed urgent to help the old man from jail. Then I was carrying something with <Personal Info>. We each had to get one side of it. He had to walk backwards, while I walked forwards. At one point he began to smoke a cigarette. I asked him to please hold off on that until we were done, and he complied. I remember vaguely wondering where the smell was. He was only a few feet away, but I smelled nothing. I explained it away as just the wind.

I offered to trade places with him, so he didn’t have to be the one walking backwards the entire time. That felt like a nice thing to do. He was nice about not smoking near me so I wanted to be nice to him in return.

T V Series?

I remember we got to our destination. And I was looking to see if a T V series was available. I don’t remember that much about it.

Music Class

There was something with this music teacher guy video. He had a video up that was promoted as the “class I really need”. I wasn’t going to be able to just listen to it on the fly. I would have to sit and watch the video since the video was part of it. <Personal Info>

The singing lesson extended to a big group singing lesson. <Personal Info> from the show was actually the teacher. I remember thinking, wow, she took her career a lot further by doing this singing lesson thing.

<Personal Info>Joke

I had a joke with a friend that reminded me of the sense of humor I had with <Personal Info>We wouldn’t say anything except a few key words to each other. <Personal Info>The whole thing had a sense of humor to it. It was like a child hood memory of having a sleep over where we laughed a lot.

There was also something about insecurity or comforting someone who felt insecure.

<Personal Info>

I had a recurring dream sign of a woman named <Personal Info> who, in the context of the dream, was my girlfriend. In the context of the dream, I was totally immersed in this relationship, and I was very happy to be with her. So anyway, it started at the end of Round 1 of Dreams. I was setting up our room. I remember putting on bed sheets and comforters of alternating colors. There were some shelves around the room. I was also in the process of hanging up a tooth brush and tooth paste holder on our wall. It reminded me of one of those canvas 3 ring binder pencil pack things, only it was equilateral with nine equal compartments. I needed a drill to drill it into the wall.

I remember within this dream it felt like we lived together and had a relationship. I was telling someone else, or imagining telling them, how much I loved her. I was looking forward to living with her <Personal Info>Notes

In many of my dreams, its way beyond one notable dream sign. The whole thing is just so dream like. There is a whole context that is totally new, but I am immersed in it as if it is waking life. But the main dream signs from this round were seeing a nearby cigarette, and not smelling smoke. And then I had a moment of pre lucidity that I explained away. Then there is the general dream sign of seeing people I don’t usually see in waking life, <Personal Info>. Other than that the whole situation would have to be a dream sign and that’s very advanced for me.

<Personal Info>Round 2 of Dreams

I woke up from one long set of dreams, thought them through, and fell back asleep. By the time I woke from the second, I hadn’t forgotten the first segment though. That’s lucky! I wanted to lay there and think them through because I felt like I wasn’t done recalling them.

Eating

I dreamed I was parking my car outside somewhere to eat. It was near a beach. I was trying to find a light. Outside the door of my car I had these Magic the Gathering or Pokémon cards. I didn’t record this properly last night, so I’m not sure if there were more details.

Toothpaste!

I dreamed of being at a store, looking for tooth paste. <Personal Info> and other people worked there. I couldn’t find it. Some people started smoking indoors. (Dream sign). I got mad and ran to another department. This department didn’t have the right toothpase. It had expensive samples but I wanted the kind in the other department. I was getting tired, and mad that this was holding me up. The woman working there mocked me by saying, “he really needs his note books. He really needs his note books.” I raised my voice and demanded they take me to the tooth paste. I think that was the final dream from the first time I woke up. I woke up thought through them and fell asleep before recording, thinking if I stay still a little longer, I’ll get one more detail. Oops!

Missing Piece

I wanted to make a note that there was at least one part I could vaguely sense had happened, but nothing in detail. Maybe something with an older man teaching me something. Green grass and a blue sky. But not sure beyond that.

Guards

This part was really vivid. I felt like I was involved somehow. Perhaps on the phone with the guard earlier. Then it showed there being one guard left manning the monitor room. He was supposed to watch the camera screens, but got tired. The dream showed the security guard falling to sleep. He told himself nothing would happen. Nothing ever happens.

Then, a horned devil thing came up out of the screen right in front of him! I am not sure if he woke up right away or not. The devil thing was an off white or green color with tall orange ish horns. It came up out of the monitor head first and went past the guard, out into the hall. The guard transformed into a blue blob and followed the devil out once he realized what had happened.

It became kind of abstract. As the devil thing went up the stairs, it said, “Inhale, Hale”. I think it was a play on words, since “Inhale” as in “breathe in” sounds like “in hell” a little bit. So instead of “ex hale” which could sound like “ex hell” he said “Hell”. I thought that was kind of silly. Something about the guard reminded me of Sponge Bob, maybe Barnacle Man.

Music

I was driving somewhere with my Dad and my sister. I had more gangster rap music to listen to. Only this time, I was trying to adjust the volume of certain parts of the music. During certain parts of the song, I would turn up the volume. So I figured I might as well just go into Audacity and edit the song myself. While listening to the music, I was in the car, going somewhere with my Dad and Sister.

Cement Path

We got out of the car and my Dad showed us around these path ways. They were made of light grey cement but there was also a lot of orange tape, due to construction. I remember the paths extending much longer than I thought they would. Eventually, we reached a square of cement that was sectioned off with orange tape. It was cracked and looked like it might cave in. Dad made a point to step on it with one foot. It gave way a little bit. I was really afraid it would totally cave in. If I think about it now, it’s a very dream like situation, since this place doesn’t exist in Physical Matter Waking Consciousness to my knowledge. And my Sister is upstate in waking life. But I didn’t know it was a dream.

Bed

I remember laying in bed, in the dark, but in a dream. I know it was a dream because my bed was oriented more like my old <Personal Info> bedroom. I was messing with my voice recorder as if to record a dream. But at the same time thinking how happy I am to be with <Personal Info> in a relationship now. <Personal Info>Mall

I was in a bathroom at the mall, near where the Panera would be in the local mall. It had a glass wall though. Anyway I was going to the bathroom. And I had in mind that I was meeting <Personal Info> here. Then these two little kids came into the bathroom, right while I was about to go. I quickly covered up and tried to tell them, hey, I’m still going here! But then I decided they could go and I would finish after. <Personal Info>(Any time I am in the bathroom, and anyone else comes in, that’s usually a dream sign. That would definitely be very rare in waking life.) So I said the kids could go, and left the bathroom. <Personal Info>

When I got outside, I met the kids parents. They were asking if anyone had a football to put under the kids necks, so they could lay on their front and watch a movie. I thought about what was in my car, and couldn’t think of any. Sorry!

<Personal Info>

A little bit down the hallway, I met an African American fellow who I thought could be a rapper. I was asking him about some of his rap lyrics. <Personal Info>I was pressuring him to talk about his past, but he didn’t want to. Then he became <Personal Info> without me noticing. (Shape shifting people = dream sign). He showed me his business card for Dicks Sporting Goods. It was green with light green around the words. There was a sale, 55 dollars for some kind of employee outfit there. <Personal Info>Stairs

I am not sure exactly where this scene fits, but there was a weird corridor that zig zagged and went up and down stairs excessively for no reason. I remember being really mad that someone would build that, instead of just building a straight line. I guess that would be a qualitative kind of dream sign. Something seeming not to be logical.

Hallway

I was explaining to <Personal Info> how <Personal Info>was my girlfriend now. <Personal Info> wanted to go out to get lunch but I didn’t have the time due to my relationship. I explained how I liked just living a simple life with <Personal Info> and not going out much. <Personal Info>Surprise

In the next scene I was in a store with some other people from my fraternity. There was one guy wearing letters. He was mad at another guy who wouldn’t quit smoking. He kept karate chopping his neck and putting him in an arm bar. Even I was surprised at how the guy didn’t let up. I think he was trying to help the other quit smoking though. At one point he got really fed up and pulled out a gun! I was surprised at this and thought of intervening. But it was too late. The guy pulled the trigger. But, this was a real surprise to everyone! It turned out to be a fake gun. Instead of a hole at the end, it had a hanger thing. That was a real moment of suspense right there.

Fake Gun

Then the guy took us to a fake gun store. He was saying how all the newbies make the same mistake. There were lots of fake guns all around. <Personal Info>

Pen

I slipped into one more dream as I was recalling all of the above dreams. It was of holding a jewel encrusted pen. It was dark on the grip but had white or yellowish jewels poking out. It reminded me of one of the beams that try to crush Mario in the games.

Notes

When I woke from these and realized there was a recurring theme, I resolved to notice it in the next dream, and become lucid. I was hoping <Personal Info> would be a complex dream figure and I could try to get to know her. My main goal was just to have a conversation with her. But she wasn’t there in the dreams after that.

Round 3 of Dreams

I sensed that I had a lot of energy before going back to sleep. So I did my yoga and cycling in the dark for a while until I felt good and tired. When I laid back down to sleep, I could feel myself dropping in. I got through some early parts of a Wake Initiated Lucid Dream attempt but ended up falling fully asleep first.

Dream Flashes

I had a couple different dream flashes. I didn’t record these because it would break my whole attempt at getting to a full dream.

Light Bulb

There was a light bulb crawling with bug legs in one of the dream flashes. It startled me because it was very buggy.

Exercise

Okay, so this was interesting. I dreamed it was a sunny morning, and I had gotten up from some sleep. I was doing a stretching routine before going back to bed to attempt one more lucid, dream. I thought it might be too bright out, but figured I’d fall back asleep. I was doing an I T Band stretch in a squat position that surprised me but made sense when I thought about it. I could really feel the stretches in the dream. So I dreamed that I did this whole workout and then went to sleep, and had the subsequent dreams “within” that dream. When I woke up and realized the sun wasn’t even up yet, in Physical Matter Waking Consciousness, it was quite surprising.

Pizzeria

When the dreams really started, I dreamed I was in a pizzeria. A guy had left without paying, with food in his hand. I think it was a mistake. The police came to catch him. I remember sitting at a table with his food on the side of the table, hanging off the edge. Some other people came in the room and started a meeting or something. I was like, oops, sorry, I’m in the wrong place. I think I also mentioned how the guy was short on time.

Trying

Then I dreamed of walking out of the lower part of <Personal Info>. I walked by 2 vans. At first, I was afraid they were smoking. One guy held a panel up to his face but it wasn’t a cigarette. I ran by anyway, in case they smoked. I overheard one of the guys saying how he was straining and straining to think of a memory, but getting nothing. I considered stopping to reassure him, but continued anyway. This is not a location I would be in too often, so it could be a locational dream sign.

Stairway

I guess I went inside a building or the dream just shifted. To where I was walking through a room with a red pokey carpet. I remember walking up a big spiral stair case that went around the room. Then another dusty white stone room that looked under construction.

Wide

Half way up those white stairs I realized I was dreaming. It wasn’t anything in particular. Just a spontaneous realization. The funny thing was, I felt like I had just entered that moment of the dream through Wake Initiated Lucid Dreaming but actually it was a Dream Induced Lucid Dream.

My first thought was that it was a chance to test my lucid ability! I expected a giant dragon head to appear from the ground and face me as I stood on the stair case, but nothing happened.

I realized it was dark, and wanted it to be brighter. So I tried to will it to be brighter. What worked was opening my eyes really wide. When I opened my (dream) eyes as wide as I could, the dream got really vivid and bright. The white stair case seemed to move to the left, and become straight. I could see chipped off pieces of white stone, and dust. I continued up the stair case.

Room

At the top of the stairs, I got into this really vivid class room thing. I was the only one there. I rememer really vivid green. I saw the word Garcia in big scrabble letters. There were mirrors and some playground equipment.

Nope!

The thought entered my mind that I might have a really prolonged and stable dream. So I got ready to just explore this room. I resolved to stay only in this room and explore everything as closely as possible.

Nope! I lost control of my dream body and floated up through the white ceiling as if nothing was there.

Rooms

I passed through two more rooms. I think only briefly before I woke up. I was so sure it would be a stable dream and I’d have no need for stabilization techniques but that wasn’t the case. I woke up.

Notes

When I awoke from these, I was pretty excited about becoming Lucid in the Dream. But the thing was that I was so confused by the pre-dream false awakening that I took time to try to figure out what really happened. And my memory of the last two rooms totally vanished! I think my visits were only brief anyway, but still. One room was reddish. I don’t think I had control of my dream body the rest of the time, but I knew I was dreaming. The dream just floated me around through walls and stuff which is still fun.

Round 4 of Dreams

Almost done typing!

Mayor

There was a mayor guy at the top of my stairs. Some people were gathering for a meeting again. He had a cigarette in his mouth but it was only dimly lit. I could barely see an ember, but still, that wasn’t gonna fly, not in my house! (I missed the dream sign of a cigarette not smelling like anything again.)

Luckily there were rules and he wasn’t allowed to do that. I took it from him and put it out on the ground.

In the meeting, the idea was for everyone to write what they wanted to happen in the town. And then turn in the writing and let go of the outcome.

Steps

In another part I was laying on my front, with my face hanging off the edge of the steps, close to my Dad’s room in the upstairs hallway.

Stylus

I woke up from a dream that my disc tip stylus, was stuck in my mouth. Then I was like, woah, it was just a dream.

Notes

Good dreams. I got up around 7:30 in the morning. Finished typing 3,948 words by 3 in the afternoon. <Personal Info>

I am with my brother and we seem to have broken in to a very expensive house. We could see body guards left and right as the lights were off with only security lights flashing in a few directions. It would seem they already knew something was wrong as they were looking around around in a suspicious manner. My brother took one direction as I lunge in to a near by lake stream with in the building.

I began swimming and was stunned that inside the water I had no issue breathing in it. I eventually get to a gate that was closed and open it. I swim further and found myself in a room. I decided to sleep there for a bit and wake up to see the sun rise. I get up and was surprise that I still have not been caught by anyone. I go to the closet to see what luxury clothes were available for me.

I am checking things out I hear someone knock on my door. It was a see through front door with numerous artistic line designs. I see my brother there and decide to open the door to talk to him. Somehow he had manage to convince everyone that we were apart of the group. I look at him wondering what did he wanted. He told me that all of this is boring. I had finally met him again.

He saw no point in anything that was happening around us. He already knew I was lucid and ask me why waste my time here? I told him I had no reason to talk about this. I pick up a small wrap tortilla and ate it. I told him I just want to feel at peace. He then tells me that the real world is better than this and that there are greater things out there. Walking around the complex I tell him I am simply not interested in talking about this and to go bother someone else.

I then walk out the huge front doors to see what I could find. He states something that sounded like an disappointment and use dream control to run really fast. He was gone. I did wish to talk to him but in all honesty not right now. I still need time. I decided to roam around a bit longer seeing a gathering of people clapping towards a presentation. After awhile I randomly talk to a few people before I could feel my awareness preparing to wake itself up.

I use DEILD to continue my lucidity in the next scene. However despite becoming aware again, my consciousness was reacting badly. I could feel so much ringing and this loud beating sound in my head. I could see the where I now was in the new landscape but my awareness was too unstable. So I decided it was best to wake up.

Date of Dream: WED 11 APR - 2018



Dream No. 308 - Punished For Sleeping

I don't remember what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, I was initially sleeping. When I woke up, I was in the this random bedroom, supposedly of some single story accommodation complex. One of the Killester teachers walked up to me angrily and said that the bus was ready to leave back for school and that I was holding it up. He literally yelled at me and said that the bus wasn't going to wait for very long.

I was in a state of shock because I was supposedly unaware of any past events since I was sleeping. As I'm wondering around the room, trying to gain a sense of my surroundings, my friend JH is there and she looks really annoyed. The dream then shows a projection of the bus parked outside and all the students are looking really bored and frustrated, while twiddling their thumbs in their seats. And then the dream goes back to playing the scene in my room but I forgot what I was specifically doing at that time.

My parents come into the room and they're really mad as well. They don't stay in the room for long though and rather leave soon. So then I am by myself, rushing to stuff as many things in my suitcase as I can. I then also walk over to my giant Mario plush toy and place him on top of the suitcase. I managed to pack everything and so I thought of going outside to tell the teachers that I was ready and that they could lock the room.

I said I was ready but when I looked back at the building, I realised that I had left my suitcase inside. On further inspection, I also realised that the accommodation staff had locked the area to where my suitcase was in my room. Ms Du. gave a frustrated sigh and said that she'd go with me to get it. The next minor scene I have chosen not to specify details on as it was quite a gross occurrence.

Later on, I was on my way home and now it showed that my parents were really angry at me for when I had slept earlier. Still I didn't understand why everyone in the whole wide world would be angry at me just because I slept. And then my grandma joined in as well and my whole family were verbally attacking me for my previous events.

What's interesting is that my grandma took it a step further and started chasing me. It now felt like I was the one participating in a boss battle in some game. It was night time when we ended up near the walking track near the creek. On my way down the hill, I was only walking and I passed all these people that resembled the faces of my real life rivals in the past.

We then got onto the actual walking track and I found out how my grandma was going to attack me. She would attempt to breathe out a puff of fire initially through some long plastic pipe and it would continue homing in towards me. As she was running after me, I was now running backwards, looking towards her. As soon as the flame was close enough to me, I yell out “Miss T!” (her alternate name was actually abbreviated in the dream) and that's when I feel this invisible but familiar energy present. I know that Dreamy WB is there and she rebounded the flame so it would go back the same way it came and hit my grandma.

For a second attempt, my grandma pulled back with the distance being a bit further but the flame was travelling towards me at a quicker pace. When it got really close, I called out, “Miss T again!” and that's when indeed the flame got rebounded again by Dreamy WB's energy. For the third time, the distance was yet again greater but the flame was coming towards me at lightning speed and I thought to myself, “I'm going to get hit this time”. In a quick panic I yelled, “Miss T again!” and for a third and final time, Dreamy WB's energy reversed the direction of its travel. The flame hit my grandma and she was claimed to be “defeated”. The dream then ends as I wake up.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None




Dream 308: Competition Results

Competition Night: 10
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Estimated Length of Dream (Lucid Only): N/A
Dream Guide: Dreamy WB
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

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

+ Previous Total: 5.0
Total Accumulated Points: 6.0

Pokémon

There was a Pokémon game with a cheat code to start the game with one of three legendaries. One was Ice, the other was Flying, and the third was (?). The cheat code enabled the player to also have the game scan for type match ups and choose the legendary with the most type advantages for that particular game. I was surprised to hear about the scanning feature. It reminded me of the Randomizer. I was hearing this information by a shore line.

Driving

I was at <<perosnal info>> and my sister was saying how my whole life should revolve around her, because she needs me to drive her places. However I was unable to do so at the time. Then, I found myself driving to <<perosnal info>> anyway, wondering why I didn’t just take her along. It was cold outside. I had the heat on full blast, but it didn’t seem to be enough. I realized the back windows were open. That would do it! It was also raining. I decided to roll up the back windows to preserve the heat, even though I thought there wouldn’t be any ventilation. The heat knob had 3 settings, for “0”, “1” and “2”. It was night time when I drove. I saw three school buses drive by. This might be from passing by a crowd of school buses yesterday. I wondered where they were going, and why I was driving. But I was on <<perosnal info>> heading towards the school.

Setting up Classroom

When I got to the school, I went to a class room. It was getting ready for some kind of big assembly thing. There were some arguments and other conversations I couldn’t remember in detail. They were trying to arrange all the groups in circles of chairs. I explained to the teacher <<perosnal info>>how there were too many people to distribute the seating arrangement that way. I had a book in my hand as I talked. I was saying how we all need to sit in rows, packed together much more densely, than all spread out in big circles. Either that, or we would need to use some of the other class rooms. She understood and got to arranging it differently. I felt like I did a good deed.

My text book had information about an organism that could be symbiotic with humans, giving energy to them. I was trying to tell the teacher about it. There was a little illustration. It seemed like an invertebrate or wormy kind of thing. The text book seemed old. The pages weren’t perfectly flat along the edge, they were uneven or bumpy, like old fashioned books.

Gift for <<perosnal info>>

<<perosnal info>> appreciated my input so much that she told me I could get a gift to give to <<perosnal info>>. I wasn’t getting along well with <<perosnal info>>so, I hesitated. I figured if she wasn’t there, I could pick up the gift, and then give it to her without much interaction. But she was there, right where the gifts were. She was wearing yellow and the rest of the place was very yellow. I turned around, not willing to go into that situation.

Couple

I headed for the rest room, thinking I might give <<perosnal info>> the gift later, when she wasn’t there. On my way to the rest room, a blonde haired woman called out to me, telling me not to smoke. I replied, holding up my finger as body language, “I am the last person you would ever need to tell that to! I invented the no smoking rules!” She was with a guy in a grey shirt. They seemed to be a couple. <<perosnal info>>

Floppy Disk

The guy gave me a floppy disk. It was to copy to my computer. I said I would take it to my computer, in the other room, copy the information, and bring it back to him. I was also updating and adding new files to the disk for him. There was something aboug a searchable database. Some files had different suffixes. Something made me think of a “searchable database of dream memories”.

Notes

Well, that was round 1 of dreams. My recall was as good as ever for the first round of dreams. Like last night, I stretched and did some light indoor cycling (in the dark) before going back to bed, so I’d be sure to fall asleep. For the last 2 nights this has saved me from insomnia. I also took my 100mcg of Huperzine-A for the second night before laying back down.




Round 2 of Dreams

I fell asleep for these using the 5 senses meditations. It feels good to “drop in” and achieve relaxation. I haven’t been able to do that until recently.

Z dot E X E

There was something about a computer program called Z dot E X E. I saw some code where the “variables” were defined within the program. It was a searching program. There was something about searching for “2,000 User Group”. They were doing a study on something with computers, how they affected people.

Nana’s Dining Room

Something about a holiday meal at my Nana’s. <<perosnal info>>

Dark

It was dark out, even at 10:30 A M. I didn’t register this as a dream sign. But what it made me think of upon awakening was, what if there were days when it was dark as night time, even during the day? I was trying to get an air pump for my basketball. The batteries wouldn’t work in my T I 84 calculator, but then I remembered I had the grey one I could try. My Dad was supposed to help me, but he had to go help my Uncle instead.

<<perosnal info>>
Nana’s Driveway

This might have been here, but I wrote it earlier. I don’t think it was in both dreams. I was looking for my T I 84 calculator in Nana’s driveway, batteries didn’t work, etc. My Dad was going to help, but then remembered that <<perosnal info>> had wanted to go camping. I imagined that he helped fix my previous calculator by reprogramming it at work with the default program. The way I recorded it was hard to tell when it was.

Wrong Way

I was driving around a town somewhere. It was day time. I had some gangster rap music on my phone, playing from a Youtube channel. (I don’t really listen to that now but used to growing up.) I felt myself getting distracted by the music as I drove. Then I was driving down what appeared to be a one way street. I reached a point where the road ended and there was a cement or grey stone staircase. Oops! I guess that was just a sidewalk. Well, it sure looked like a road. There might have been some signs on the sides of the road I didn’t notice.

It was too narrow to do a 3 point turn so I would have to back out. With the music still on, I began to do this. Then I realized the music would be too distracting for this complex of a driving manuever, and turned it off. I couldn’t reach the brake pedal. I looked down and the pedals were much further away. I got kind of freaked out. I forgot if anything else happened or it just shifted from this to the next scene.

Religious People

There were some religious people, trying to convert others to their religion. I remember seeing the cover of their books. It had a gold diamond made of 4 diamonds kind of thing. I felt like they were imposing their beliefs on others. They acted like it was their religion that was the absolute truth. I wanted to get them to understand that their religion was just “their truth”. But if everyone collectively believed in… And I found an Aqua Green colored pencil on the table to use as an example. If everyone believed in this aqua green colored pencil, then that would become the belief system. I felt kind of mean in saying it that way. I wasn’t trying to get them to believe in the Aqua Green colored pencil, just that they should let me believe in whatever I want, and they can go on believing whatever they want. (Unless their beliefs… Involve having to change my beliefs.)

Birthday

The next context was that it was my birthday. From the same table I had just been explaining about the Aqua Green thing at, I was then eating some celebratory kind of food with people. There were some various people from high school there. <<perosnal info>>First I was eating some kind of cinnamon thing. I was aware that this contained gluten and sugar, but figured that it was my birthday, so it was alright. I didn’t know it was a dream. I finished my drink. Someone told me I should go get more of the “red drink”. It was a catering style so I could have however much I wanted. They said I should eat and drink a lot so whoever paid for it all got their money’s worth.

I remember when the Birthday Cake got to the table. It was a chocolate cake with frosting. And some candles in the middle. Everyone waited around for me to make a birthday wish. Its funny because I haven’t experienced a birthday like this in years. So it was cool to have a dream about it. Even though my birthday is way off in the future! I remember thinking, that I will have to get back on my diet soon. But also being surprised that the foods hadn’t triggered a total binge.

Paints

Everyone had paints at their table. Like a plastic tray of paints. The people behind us took our paints. So I turned around to take them back but accidentally took theirs. So then I had to switch them again. One of the girls at the table used the paint.

Leaving

After that I guess the party ended. We were all heading out. <<perosnal info>>Bathroom

I went back inside because I needed the bathroom. The building had been closed, and it asked me for a code, but I went right in anyway. It was announcing something as I went in. I remember the big doors. <<perosnal info>>I decided not to use the bathroom yet because it was not too long until I’d be home.

Choline

Outside the building, more people were arriving for classes. One girl was talking about how she had a lot of tea, but her brain still wasn’t “working”. I had stopped near by there to adjust something. I thought of telling her that she might need choline since I recently learned about acetylcholine. But I decided not to. I got involved in conversation with some of the students arriving, but eventually realized that the bus was waiting for me. I was holding all those people up. So I hurried up to catch up with them.

Weird Thing

I had a micro awakening where I was thinking about something. It might have been about a dream. But then I experienced this “switch” just flick and then all my thoughts vanished. That’s happened before. I think there are sudden transitions between a dream like state of semi consciousness to more awakeness and I can’t think of what I was just thinking about. So it was kind of weird but I went back to sleep.

Round… 3? 4? Of dreams

First I was driving around to go to <<PEROSNAL INFO>>. There were these houses under construction. I remember seeing how they were with all the new boards there. Maybe surprised to see construction there. Also I saw a workout scene of <<perosnal info>> doing some workouts and all this grunting. Those were the earlier parts.

Name Calling

I was sleeping in a room at my Nana’s. I woke up and found that it was around 8 A M in dream world time. <<perosnal info>>My Aunt <<perosnal info>>, Nana and Uncle <<perosnal info>>were in my room, talking. I was like, “What are you doing here?!” And mad at them. They said they were trying to help me. I was like, “Get out!” <<perosnal info>>Eventually my Uncle and Nana left. But <<perosnal info>>was still there. She started teasing me. She called me an interesting name. <<perosnal info>>Mirror

It turned out my Aunt was making a cry for help or attention and I tried to help her. Then I was looking in a mirror. I had become aware it was a dream, and I began showing her my face in the mirror. My head and face were way different than waking life. I had one of those pear shaped faces like in cartoons. And I only had one eye. I was like, “Look, see? I only have one eye!” But I was really the one astonished. Then I looked again and instead of one eye being in the center, I had one eye on the left side of my face. So I used my right hand and “pulled open” another eye. So then I had two.

Family History

The dream got very interesting because it flashed a very vivid scene of family history, almost all at once. It showed a young black haired woman and a young red brown haired man who seemed to be <<perosnal info>>. Then it showed a heavier woman at the head of the table who was in her 50’s or 60’s. I thought that was <<perosnal info>>. Nana seemed to be to her right. Nana was young, too. I really felt like the dream was showing me the family history but upon awakening I wasn’t sure if my Aunt and Uncle knew each other that young. Then more family dysfunction ensued.

Chaotic Dinner

I was sitting at the other head of the table, which surprised me. First I wasn’t using the silverware the same as everyone else, so they chided me about that. My Aunt told me if I didn’t use the silverware right, I would spill some soup, which someone would then slip on. She said they would crack their head open! I was like, there is more than one way to use silverware. I felt angry. There was also talk of seat cushions. I felt my seat was not cushioned. Then I saw one on the floor nearby. When I looked at my chair, there appeared to be a cushion already on it, but I touched it, and it was like it had no material to it. It went straight through to the chair. At another point, someone had cooked with my spinach. I was like, what a mess!

At one point someone took my food, and I was like “What the F?!” Then someone commented on my “foul language”. I was like “MY foul LANGUAGE? Look at everyone’s foul BEHAVIOR!! Just because you can’t hear it…” Needless to say I was very frustrated with everyone.

Conversations

But at the same time I knew it was a dream. I guess it was semi lucid. I remember having several conversations with the dream figures, and even thinking of them as a way to prolong the dream. But I couldn’t remember details of the conversations upon awakening. <<perosnal info>>appeared.

I can do that, too!


I remember coming to my senses again and thinking, well, I am in a dream, and I guess I should try to do something more fun. More people started arriving. More people my age I guess. There had been a younger guy and his girlfriend sitting in the corner of the room. I turned to them again because I had an idea. <<perosnal info>>I said to the guy, “Look what I can do!” And put my right pointer finger through my left hand. It kind of hurt. But it went through very clearly. His reaction really surprised me! He said, “I can do that, too!” And put his finger through his palm. Wow! He said it kind of hurt him too.
I wondered if he was another lucid dreamer.

Girl Comment

The girl who had been sitting near the guy made another abstract comment. She said that I should “circumcize my lips”. I guess this would mean just having my lips removed so I have only skin there. After that the dream ended. I think it was so abstract that I was startled awake.

Round 4 of Dreams
<<perosnal info>>

I remembered <<perosnal info>> riding a bike over something. He tried to do a jump and fell. There was something like, <<perosnal info>>, woo hoo! And then another thing with trying to dream journal but I was standing outside <<perosnal info>>. Something with my sister, too. And then the part with my orange glasses, and a thicker pair of circular glasses. Someone wanted my orange glasses maybe.

Last round of dreams

I was thinking through the dreams. As soon as I flicked the recorder and said, “Something with a video game designer”, my mind went totally blank. That was so weird. <<perosnal info>>The only detail that popped back into mind was of <<perosnal info>> asking me about a community college course I was taking (in the dream context). I said I wasn’t going, and wasn’t really taking it that seriously. He was like, “What?!” and trying to push me to take the class more seriously.

Notes

Overall I had good dream recall and a good experience of being lucid in that one dream. I hope it continues building in subsequent nights. I wonder if the mid night yoga will stick as a routine. It’s better that I do that for a half hour, and fall back asleep easily, than if I lay in bed, restless, and have 3 hours of insomnia!

I made another D J drawing video. This ones a little shorter. It didn’t seem like there was much to draw today.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IZnRj0UQQTE

Round 1 of Dreams

There was something with a woman who had a beard. <<personal info>>There was a part where <<personal info>> was rapping at the front door of <<personal info>>. I remember being pretty impressed by his lyrics. I told him they were good rhymes, and that I could never rap like that. Especially because I would be too nervous. Then I gave everyone these graph paper notebooks to use as log books. Some had little bits written in some of the squares but most were empty. I remember the blue graph paper lines.

Then there was this thing where a woman was attacking me and some other people. I had a job at the school to clear the snow. I was shoveling the school drive way, thinking that the snow really needs to be shoveled now, before it hardens up and becomes more difficult to shovel later on. I remember seeing a line in the snow where I had dug out the snow so far.

Then I had a job in the locker rooms, to collect people’s towels. There was a Hispanic man who didn’t want to give back his towel, for me to wash it. There was this idea of A V G, C V G and S V G but I forgot what they pertained to. Something to do with my job.

The woman seemed to be attacking me. I was scared. She was quite fierce! She was mad because she wanted me to “Change”. Due to her intimidation, I was like, “Okay! I’ll do whatever you want!” And she kissed me on the lips. So then I was in a daze from having received a kiss.

In this daze, I was sitting with my Aunt <<personal info>> and Nana. I had the sense Nana was smoking, so I kept my distance, to avoid second hand smoke. But it seemed like that’s what the woman wanted me to change. Stop being so mad about the smoke smell. I guess I felt less angry at that moment. <<personal info>>was also there.

I woke up from those and thought them through. My recall was pretty good for the first round of dreams. It was around 1 or 2 A M when I woke up from them. Because I have laid in bed for hours without sleeping the last few nights, after waking up at this time, I didn’t go right back to bed. I kept the lights off, but I did a really intensive stretching or “yoga” routine. I made sure to stay up until I was exhausted. Then, I fell asleep more easily, probably around 3 A M. Much better than laying there with insomnia until 4 or 5 A M.

Round 2 of Dreams

Due in part to the stretching, I fell asleep more consciously. I dreamed that I was in my Nana’s room, as if it were my own bedroom. The lights were on in the room, but it was dark outside. <<personal info>>I experienced going to sleep within the dream, but I wasn’t lucid yet. The lights must have gone off on their own. I experienced laying on my right side, which I was laying on physically, only in the dream, I was on my Nana’s couch. I thought to myself that I should sleep the other way, too, as if I never sleep on my left side. When I woke up, I remembered that I usually sleep equally on both sides, but it was just the way the couch was. <<personal info>>came into the room, but I pretended to be fully asleep. I remember moving a little. I also remember they were singing a birthday song to <<personal info>>.

I guess I dreamed from the couch within that dream that I was in my Nana’s back yard, at night time. I didn’t notice the sudden teleportation. I looked at a walk way and it was raining. The walk way was brown. It had some puddles, and I didn’t want to get my feet wet. I felt the rain drops. I wondered if this might be a dream. It was something about the way the light reflected on the puddles that caught my eye.

Suddenly, I floated up into the air! I didn’t really intend to do this, but it’s an interesting way to find out if I’m dreaming. I can attempt to levitate. Once I know how it feels to successfully levitate in a dream, I can mimic that attempt when I’m in Physical Matter Waking Consciousness, and it becomes a kind of state test. But this time it almost happened on its own. I was very surprised!

Once I got up above the tree tops, I noticed the dream was fading. I was like, wait, look at your hands! So I looked at my hands. There was a little extra segment on my right pointer finger or pinky. I held my hands up against the night sky and just saw the silhouettes mainly. It looked like I had all ten fingers total. I tried to eat one of my fingers, because who knows what could happen! I felt my finger in my mouth but there wasn’t really any taste or pain. So, I gave up on that. I thought it would be funny if my whole body would be made of food, and then I could just eat my whole body in the dream… L O L.

I remembered that I was sleeping on my Nana’s couch. (I didn’t realize THAT had been a dream. In other words I was lucid of the dream within the dream being a dream… But I wasn’t lucid of the initial dream having been a dream! HA!) I thought to check if I could see my sleeping body through the window. I looked at the window, ready to head towards it.

Then I started falling to the ground. I was about to stop my fall when I realized, maybe the ground isn’t solid. So I just let myself fall full speed at the ground, diagonally as I was going. I felt no impact. I kind of went through the ground like a ghost, at first, but the dream materialized me above the ground’s surface. I don’t think it was ready to create a whole center of the earth thing.

<<personal info>>Round 3 of Dreams:

My earliest memory of these dreams was being on a beach. There was this crab monster head thing up on a door. I felt like I was in a video game. I went around the building and underneath, to a secret door. It felt like a “secret area” of the game. I remember the water brushing up on shore. What weirded me out was that I looked back at the door where the monster had been, and found it to be just a door! So I assumed the monster had come to life, and was walking around.

There was more detail there, but by the time I woke up, I couldn’t remember.

So then, I had a false awakening. <<personal info>>was reading my note book. The entry happened to be about “Baby back ribs” which I haven’t written about since a dream many months ago. Something about the whole situation seemed dream like to me, what with the panic feelings of someone reading my note book, and not remembering writing about baby back ribs. So, I did a finger palm test. It poked through a little. I was like, is this Physical Matter Waking Consciousness? Because It only poked through a little more than it would in Physical Matter Waking Consciousness. I might have told <<personal info>>it was a dream.

Then I was trying to go #1. <<personal info>>I remember hearing a song that said, “This is my dream.” It sounded like it was coming from ear buds, turned all the way up, from a distance. Like when you hear people walk by with their ear buds blaring, and it sounds tinny. That was the exact sound my dream recreated.

Round 4 of Dreams:

Earlier in this dream, I was at my Nana’s pool. At first, I was swimming in the pool. Then I got out for a moment. When I turned around to go back in, half the water had already been drained. That was fast. I saw the leaves floating at the bottom. My Dad was draining it. I had been thinking of a wireless phone head set to use underwater. I also dreamed about Winnie the Pooh. Or doing a dream journal entry where I looked up Winnie the Pooh and copy pasted it into my dream journal. But this relates to the water because the internet page was halfway under water some how.

I remember my Mom, Nana and <<personal info>>fighting. My Mom was like, “don’t act like you don’t have any problems! Don’t mention that person right now!” My Dad said that his main concern was that us kids were okay. My Aunt was defending my Nana, saying that my Mom had the same things she accused my Nana of.

I was in the downstairs bathroom by the pool. <<personal info>>When I used the sink, there was this little grey connector, similar to the receptacle for the Wii Motes that get stuck on to the T V. That was in place of the faucet. It was magnetized there. When I pulled it off, I saw that it was not connected to anything. However, it still made a stream of water. I questioned it, but using dream logic, I figured that they must have invented some kind of compressed water.

I also remember something about being on these docks. There were two towers coming up from the water. One was shorter than I thought. There were birds flying around on them. <<personal info>>I had a sense that I would never reach the top of the towers.

These dreams ended in a false awakening in my Nana’s living room. <<personal info>>was there. We were all sleeping on mattresses around the floor. I started to “wake up”, but into the bed within this dream. It was the same sleeping position as my actual, physical body. As I woke up and got ready to record my dream, <<personal info>>body slammed me. I was mainly afraid my phone had broken. When I searched for my phone some more, I couldn’t find the thing. I think <<personal info>>had crushed it. I asked him if he knew where it was, beginning to panic over forgetting my dream. I found a phone the same length as my Samsung Galaxy, but instead of a rectangle, it was a square. It had a heavy duty iPhone style case. He said he crushed my phone. I asked if I could at least have the Sim Card (thinking of my old dream journal entries) but he refused. I grabbed another Samsung Galaxy sized phone. It had the same kind of black case, but I thought this one might be mine, due to the size. However, it had a green slider button on the bottom that mine doesn’t.

After some more moments of panic, I realized this might be a dream. Well, that would be a relief, because it would mean that my dream journal wasn’t lost. A finger palm test confirmed that it was a dream!

I told <<personal info>>the great news. “Hey, it’s a dream! And guess what? I’m going to tell you about my dream so far!” I figured this would help my dream recall. But then I decided to use more dream power, so I summoned a bunch of people. <<personal info>>When I woke from those, I was able to think through them pretty well.

There was also something about everyone shushing each other as we fell asleep.

After this there was a super mario world level which showed a Control Coin Box. I looked up a link to the sound effect if anyone wants to hear it:

https://www.mariowiki.com/Control_Coin

Round 5 of Dreams:

I’m just going to write the rest short hand because I’m almost at the end of the day already. Big frying pan. Sausage. Left a note on it. Mom trying to help someone. Talking about stocks. <<personal info>>Pokémon game. Got the Level 100 opponent down to half health. Super mario world fiery level. Ducking through Griddles. Concert thing. Women cheering on. Friend in green and black plaid. <<personal info>>Talk of craigs list jobs. Woman gets $60 assignment. Walking around near a building. Thinking of Lucid, Dream but not lucid.

Notes

I had to do the rest as short hand because if I had to write any more today, my head would explode. Choline bitartrate powder initially tastes like lemonade but delivers an after taste of bad eggs. I will just get pills next time. The dreams are in full in my voice recorder. Some times I just can’t type them all. Stressing out over every single detail created a negative feedback loop last time around that made it become bad to dream because the more I dreamed, the more I had to type. So I have to just chillax this time around. I wrote over 2,500 words today which is a lot.


I also made another drawing video, but I don't expect anyone to watch the whole drawing video AND read all this.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bjYFLBOqzN0

Round 1 of Dreams

I just got one detail. Something to do with kid Goku, a house, and a bunch of text boxes.

Round 2 of Dreams:

I talked these out, but it turned out my recorder was muted. So I had to say them again and I’m not sure if it messed up my recall.

I was in a cafeteria. I dreamed that I had taken some Lucid, Dream supplement, or smoked. <<personal info>> told me about tapping the bottom of my chin, or checking my heart rate. I think he actually tapped the bottom of my chin, too. People were drawing diagrams. <<personal info>> was saying how I really need to get a check up or just get some rest, but I didn’t know what he was talking about.

There was an African American guy walking around. I started to get ready to leave because I sensed he was looking for me. He sat at my table in the cafeteria with <<personal info>>

I went to the bathroom. There was a bright light and I thought about how it would affect my sleep. I went inside a stall, but <<personal info>> was outside the stall, glaring at me. He was like, how did you get one of those [toilet paper rolls]? Like in other bathroom dreams I’ve had, the gaps in the stall were much wider than in waking life, and that’s a common dream sign I experience. I didn’t become lucid this time though. But after I dealt with <<personal info>> being there, I went to go #1. And saw that there were a bunch of people in the stall, all looking at me! I covered my private area and tried to go #1 anyway. I can’t remember if they were looking at me from outside the stall or inside it.

Then I went out to the parking lot, which became the <<personal info>> parking lot. I was looking for my Subaru. I was afraid I would get singled out for looking a certain way. I felt bad for being in a fight with <<personal info>> because we used to get along.

It was a short round of sleep. It took a while to get to sleep before it, and then it took a while to get back to sleep after. But after that it became much easier to sleep, especially using my 5 senses meditation. That really helped me feel calmer.


Round 3 of Dreams

I was walking through this corridor. Well, before that, there was this game show thing with Will Farrel. It had to do with opening up several gates or doors. I opened up a lot of them. Some how I became lucid. Then I was walking through the hall way and seeing if people could see me. I felt like I was a ghost, walking around the hall ways of a physical building, and spooking physical people. There was a group of 3 men walking the opposite direction as me. I was like, “Can you hear me? Can you see me?” and they were like, yes. Knowing full well I would freak them out, I requested that they shake my hand to see if I was physical, or just a ghost. They walked away, unwilling to help. I walked to the end of the hallway and out a door. I remember seeing the stairs going up and out. Although I later learned that even an EXIT door could just lead to another room in a dream.

But this is where it got confusing. Because I think I woke up physically and carried on with the scenario in my imagination, rather than actually doing dream recall. I think, that I thought, that I had been just doing “active imagination” the whole time, and it wasn’t a dream. But when some of these details came to me later, I couldn’t figure when else it would have happened. Wow! What a silly thing of me to do. Of course I was distraught about this tragic forgetting of an interesting dream.

But what else happened was that as I walked through that hallway there, and got outside, I started to sense that someone or something was coming to get me. And not a good someone or something. So I went to hide. As I was hiding in my dream or my imagination, I started to hear loud ringing, like the kind I get when I’m in “the phase”. I remembered something about how when my ringing in my ears gets really loud, it could mean that it is detecting some danger or psychic attack. I don’t always associate the ringing with danger but within the dream scenario, that’s what came to mind, as if I had some kind of warning signal going off, telling me to HIDE!

But then I was in my physical bed with the ringing happening. And I ree cognized it as the O B E vibrations thing. This time instead of just passively listening, I took a more active role in getting out of my body. My body used to just go out on its own, but the last few times I have just waited for it to go out, the vibrations or sounds have ended and I missed the window of opportunity. So, being the oneironaut that I am, I got up and out.

Getting up and out was interesting. I basically rotated one way, then further the other way. Instead of black behind my closed eyes, I saw all white. But like other times, I kept my eyes closed at first. I didn’t want to get stuck in my room so I planned to fly up through my roof and then open my eyes again when I got to the sky, like the other night. I took for granted that the sky would be there after I flew about 15 feet. More on that later.

Before I flew up I also tried going through my bed, downwards. That sure was interesting. My face actually went into the mattress. But due to connotations with going “down” I chose to go “up” instead.

I opened my eyes when I got up through what last time was the ceiling. This time I was in the attic. I saw the attic door and wondered if I could open it from inside. I saw my reflection on a mirror in the ceiling. I knew it was a dream. I tried flying up again, hoping the next time, there would be the sky. But instead it was just another attic. I forgot that the last time I got to the sky and the beach because I visualized it before I opened my dream eyes. This time I just assumed it would be there.

So this second attic I was in had a scarier atmosphere. I felt like I was trapped, and something wanted to get me. At first, the room looked empty. There seemed to be no doors or windows, or exits at all. On the wall was this funny painting of what I think looked like Colonial Americans but with cartoon pig noses. The paintings were actually really artistic though. I admired them for a moment. I noticed a little light shining through from behind one, and registered that in my mind as a potential “hidden” exit.

Then an object flew at me. I looked from where it came from and it was from behind a dresser drawer thing. In the physical world, there would be no room for a person there, but in the dream world, I figured there could be some slip of physics. Sure enough, when I looked back there, I found <<personal info>>. He threw another black screw or bolt at me. It didn’t hurt, I just caught or dodged it. I think I said “Hi” and then went towards the exit. He asked me if I could read his thoughts, and I said, of course I can! He seemed dumbfounded.

The next room had some white curtains and another door that might have led outside. I kept moving along. I will have to refer to my voice notes for the rest since I can’t think of it off the top of my head.

Round 4 of dreams

Here were some more dreams where I got lucid. My memory starts with a scene of me in my reclining dream journal chair. (It is actually a camping chair I modified.) <<personal info>> was next to me and she said that chair belonged to someone else. The only thing was, the person had to give away all their things because they couldn’t take care of themselves. So I responded to that. My memory of this is a little vague. I also remember flying up and out of the chair that time, thinking about an L D induction technique. But, I can’t think of exactly what it was that happened. I know I felt surprised when <<personal info>>told me where the chair originally came from. It had been in our house for 20 years so I never stopped to think of its origins. I was lucid so I asked her more about the history of the chair and what she thought I should do.

The next part I remember is that I was blending one of my spinach shakes up, but in <<personal info>>. There had been some people doing stuff in the kitchen. My Mom was in it. I was worried to make noise but I told myself it was okay since they were making noise in the kitchen anyway. The blender was a heavy duty rectangular shaped glass blender. It was up on a high shelf. I remember feeling worried that I would break it, but when I saw how robust it was, I went ahead. I am not sure if I still was fully lucid during this part.

But the dreams at <<personal info>> continued onwards. I was supposed to be staying in one of the rooms. They asked me which one I wanted to stay in. I thought Room 10, my old room, but I was in Room 4. They had a little cement step with some information written on it. It indicated the time of a meeting they held. <<personal info>>was there as well as a darker skinned Indian fellow whose name I could never remember, but his name isn’t <<personal info>>He was having trouble with his grades. I told him that its better he fall off track and hit bottom now, while there’s still time to get back on track, than fall off track during his career life, like I did, where there’s not as much structure to help him get back “on track”. I felt this would help him in some ways. I was feeling really down about my loss of career in the dream, which was highlighted by being at my college fraternity, where those guys pretty much all got on with their lives. I was so focused as a student. I never knew what it was like to have my life fall apart. If I had experienced that in my school years, I could have got back in the game while there was still structure. But with all the freedom of being an adult, fully done with college, there’s not much to grab hold of if I wanted to “get a life” again. Anyway, I felt this was helpful to him. I was partly aware it was a dream but still did that in case it was a shared dream.

Then I was in the hall again. We were all trying to go somewhere. I walked or flew around the house and back in the other side.

At this point, I was feeling bad about myself for being an alumni, and still crashing at the house. If I had a job, I could have got my own hotel room, and not needed to impose on the live ins. I went to find my room, but the next time I opened the doors, all the rooms had changed. I had a vague sense of lucidity. <<personal info>>was nearby. A woman with blue eyes looked at me. Her attention highlighted my feelings of inadequacy about my career. I tried going back into Room 4, but it was different.

I started to tell Ryan that the rooms were changing, or I needed help finding my room. Then, I remembered. “Oh, wait, it’s a dream! It doesn’t matter!”

Suddenly, <<personal info>>and I were teleported to an air port. We were on a ramp. The walls were red. He ran up the ramp very fast. I knew I was dreaming, so I wanted to go on super speed mode. I strained my brain really hard to achieve this, but I barely moved. Then, having already fallen way behind, I put my fingers on my forehead to do instant transmission. But it only moved me like 5 or 10 feet forward. What do you do when your dream abilities don’t work?

Eventually I got to the end of the ramp. I forgot what else was there. <<personal info>>

After that dream ended, I was in my bed, but still in “the phase”. I could feel it. The ringing happened again and I pushed into it. To my surprise I actually separated from my body again, into another dream.

This time I flew up. I saw these cartoonish looking dessert foods on a plate, surrounded by some other stuff. I should really stop and look around at all these peripheral things I usually pass right by. I swooped down and took a bite of the dessert food. One was pink and one was brown.

Then these two monstrous beings came into the room. The first one appeared at the door as a wide shouldered silhouette, with a small head. When it came more into view, I saw that its body was a metallic kind of black. It looked like its muscles were made of cables or ropes. I looked at its face and head, expecting to see something really horrific, but it was not as scary as I expected. I can’t remember it though. Then, another creature of a similar build came in behind that one. This one had a lizard kind of head. Its head was also very small for its broad shoulders. There may have been another behind them. I wonder what they were. Some kind of monstrous creatures. The lizard had long, jagged teeth.

I didn’t feel very scared, but I wanted to leave. I tried flying through the top portion of the wall, above the door. But it was like they were blocking my phasing abilities. So I swooped down and out the door. There wasn’t much chase.

Then my viewpoint changed to seeing out through one of their eyes. There was someone dressed in a pink blow up pig suit. They were thrown on the ground in front of the monsters. <<personal info>>I remember seeing that, and perhaps hearing the monsters talk. Then I was in my bed, kind of in the phase, but I could still hear the monsters’ voices going back and forth. I don’t remember anything they said clearly. I don’t know if there were any other false awakenings or vibrations during that round of dream stuff. I will have to check my voice recorder.

Round 5 of Dreams

In the beginning of these dreams, I was playing a hacked version of super mario 64. It wasn’t a hacked version that I know to actually exist, but it was probably inspired by some of the custom super mario 64 levels I’ve been looking at on Youtube. In this one, I went through the door of the Bomb-Omb battle field room. But instead of going through the door and then having to go through the painting, this time the door took me straight through to the level. The first thing I saw was a koopa in the water. There was a lot of water and a little bit of land. I couldn’t remember all the details of this.

Next thing I remember is being in a class room setting. I think I was arguing with lots of people. But, I can’t clearly remember any of the arguments. At one point, there was a guy laying on the ground. He was about to light a cigarette, to smoke it as he laid on his back. I kicked the cigarette out of his hands with my foot, and stomped it. Some women were mad at me, but another woman was on my side. She was happy for me. So we walked out together.

Then I was fighting this tan guy out by some buses. I realized it was a dream and became lucid, making my third lucid dream that night. The fight was interesting because we were sitting on the ground the whole time. I was pushing him away and blocking his kicks and punches with my feet. I could feel myself getting tired, and he kind of grinned, as if he knew he would have the upper hand soon. But then we both got up and walked, to get a drink of water, I think. <<personal info>>The next part of the dream was a series of false awakenings. In one, there were two people talking about lucid, dreaming, as if it was a seminar or class. There was a guy with a brown mohawk, but only on the right side of his head, not the middle. Then his hair just wrapped around his head like a ring, with none on top. The ring extended further up his face on one side than the other. I remember staring as he turned his head side to side rapidly and his hair morphed. There was a taller fellow next to him.

Something was said about teaching Lucid, Dreaming. I walked through a hall way, looking at a tan finished wood wall. I thought I was awake, so I was practicing dream recall, but while I walked around. So I was like, wait, maybe I could remember my dream better if I laid down and visualized it while I talked about it. So I went into a room to do that, looking for my voice recorder.

There might have been one false awakening in between these. But the last false awakening was of me in the back seat of a car. I was trying to lay length wise in the car, with my head pointing to the windshield, but on the back seat. I set my water bottle on the middle platform of the car, and my voice recorder so that I could lay on my right shoulder. I heard <<personal info>> voice say something like, in his culture, they always make sure to talk about what bothers them most. Then, when that’s all done, they go on to blaming everyone they can. But it was not in a critical tone. It was like I was listening to an M P 3 of him talking, while I settled down to do dream recall. Sometimes dreams can be hard to put into words.

Round 6 of dreams:

I remembered something about a map. Cutting a portion of the map off using scissors.


In these, I was standing in line with a <<personal info>>and some other people. It was a food tent they had set up at the Arboretum, in the field, along the paved path. They were messing with me, or taking my hat. I had a feeling of being not well liked within the dream. I didn’t want them messing with me though, so I tried to defend myself. I think we were on line to get phones.

<<personal info>>Then I was finally about to fight <<personal info>> at the end of my Nana’s driveway. He looked a little bit past me, and then said, “Hey, you lookin’ at me?” Followed by showing off several high kicks in rapid succession. He didn’t aim them at me. It was more of a warning.

Notes

I couldn’t remember much from the first round of dreams. Just something with Goku in this house. And some text boxes.

Wow! I got lucid in 3 dreams last night. I had some really cool dream chaining but became frustrated with recalling them. Also, I got insomnia in the middle of the night, and even my meditations weren’t really helping. <<personal info>>Eventually though I got back to sleep and actually slept until 9:30 A M. I used a guided meditation oriented towards being mindful of the 5 senses as I fell asleep. I also noticed that putting a pillow under my jaw would help my jaw relax since it took the pressure off the muscles. I’m going to play around with this some more as well.

I was non lucid at first but I'm skipping to the lucid part. I had entered my old home yard after exiting the window and after I bid farewell to some guy.
After that I flew into the sky. Once i landed I found myself on top of a curved black metal thing as I looked down below to see the height exaggerated. I was waaaaaaay up high and below me were dark buildings at different heights for me to land on. As I jumped and landed on the ones I chose I also took note of the crimson colored sky that also had various warm tints to it. I was enjoying the setting but than random women appeared and a race track formed. I decided to go for the race but I was pushed by one of the women. This led to me messing up her jump. Keeping herself from falling she held on to the track till the scene shifted.

I was now sitting on a patterned floor looking at a guy who looks like vincent van gogh and another girl. As I was looking at the guy observing him, he got an attitude and told me that I needed to change the observant part of my self. I tried to get him to explain but he just seemed annoyed so I got up and began talking to a little Japanese girl. I tried out some Beginner Japanese on her and she corrected me saying that I had to end my sentence with desu ne. She wasn't entirely wrong since I was looking for an expression that meant I wanted a confirmation.

Than thats when I saw a older Japanese guy step in front of us. Thinking he was her older brother I smiled as I watched him bow a little to greet me. I than shyly ran behind a pink wall as I watched the screen where my mother,the Japanese guy and my brothers were fighting in a game with their chosen characters.


Forest

I was non lucid in a car with a teen who said that I would be poisoned if I ate the Jello made out of bee honey. I chuckled then dodged their attempt to feed it to me with a spoon.

Next thing I recall is I was in a mall where I asked a woman about someone's power ability. They responded to me with a neutral stance that was kind of a let down though. Someone than started attacking the place and I became lucid.

I wanted to leave so I stepped out a door but found myself still in the mall. My next try took some determination but I ended up at my old house room.Unsure what to do I began singing and looked out the window to see a full fledged forest in the yard with a ray of sun hitting the leaves. I liked it but than flew out and around. Didn't go far though

A random group of people began fighting each other. Apparently for dream bases. I ignored it as I looked at a flower plant with gold leaves in a small pot on a window sill.


Pic does not belong to me)

On youtube I found a guys channel and was following a tutorial, which seemed to be on astral projection (I found the channel because I was looking for stuff on aboriginal telepathy).


I was following the tutorial spoken directions but didn't feel drawn to use a location I knew as it suggested. I started to see a picture in my mind that was very clear of plants growing in a field, with water droplets on them and as I looked around the area I was strongly drawn to a thatched building with a dark brown roof, and white chalky walls. It made me feel warm and safe. It was very peaceful and quiet there, I did not imagine anyone there and felt it might be disused. There were just dirt paths and trees round and about.

Anyway when I finished, my wife showed me a picture in the paper. It was incredibly similar to what I had been visualising Oo. A place nearby to where we live.

Date of Dream: SUN 8 APR - 2018



Dream No. 307 - Separated Sections

Dream 307 A - Torturous School
I don't remember much of this dream. From what I can remember, I was back in year 12 again. The environment felt like Killester but it wasn't... It was some unknown school. The environment was unknown but my grade 4 teacher Mrs Br. was teaching the class and in this dream, she was strict and scary. What's worse is that I was sitting right at the front, all of us were on the floor with our legs crossed, just like in primary school.

We were about to be on a two week holiday break when we received a list of the homework we had to do. The amount of holiday homework was ridiculous and was a lot more than what I actually received in real life in year 12. In the dream later on, it felt like I was on holidays but at the end of week 1, that's when we were returning to school. I freaked out because I hadn't done any of the set tasks. That's all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 307 B - Catch Up To The Boys
This dream started off like a false awakening. I woke up in the morning and got out of bed, expecting the typical Sunday morning breakfast of sausages mustard and bread. I stood around the corner of the bench, talking to my brother. I said to him something like, “you haven't seen your friends in a while. Are you going to arrange to see them sometime soon?”. He told me that they already arranged to meet up in the city at 10:00 AM this morning.

As soon as I heard him say 10:00 AM, I freaked out. I wanted to go with them and it was already past 10:00 AM. My brother then actually disappeared from my sight without reason and so now it was assumed that he was well in the city and I was stuck at home. I knew my parents wouldn't take me and so I was well and truly imprisoned in my own home. Eventually though, I feel this strong energy from afar and that's when the dream scene proceeds to change.

I am now in my bedroom of my old house and Dreamy WB is in there with me. Her appearance in this dream is the symmetrically parted afro, a black slit dress and black heeled sandals. We sat on the bed for a while and she gave me a massage. Soon after, we got up and proceeded to the kitchen. She said something to me while in the kitchen but I forgot what it was. I was then on a paint program and it actually showed details of my trying to sketch an image of Dreamy WB. I remember drawing the hair so carefully but found it difficult to fill in the sections with the black airbrush. In the paint program, I drew her afro in its asymmetrical parting.

The dream then showed me and Dreamy WB walking next to each other in an unknown suburban environment. I could tell though that we were heading towards the Glen Waverley train station and she was going to accompany me to the city, helping me finally catch the boys. Once again we were talking about something but I forgot what was said. For the last parts of the dream, we never reached the train station; that's when I woke up.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None



Dream 307: Competition Results

307 A
Competition Night: 7
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Estimated Length of Dream (Lucid Only): N/A
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

307 B
Competition Night: 7
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Estimated Length of Dream (Lucid Only): N/A
Dream Guide: Dreamy WB
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 1.5
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)

+ Previous Total: 3.5
Total Accumulated Points: 5.0

These dream entries are longer than I expected them to be. I hope this means progress. I have a feeling long dreams still won't appear as much though. Hopefully the memorable short ones will still come.

Golden Leaves

I was living with a family who seemed asian. I was the adopted sister I think. The grandmother wearing a traditional comfortable outfit, lime green and yellow, entered the room and told my sister that the plane flight was ready for her so that she could escape and that her father would be picking her up soon. She replied with an "okay, thankyou Grandma"than stepped out the door. It made me feel unwanted to have to stay behind so I crawled onto my bed feeling disappointed.

But than for some reason someone began drawing in the living room. This inspired me to finish my art project. I took a paper and brush and began painting what seemed like an orange tree or bamboo stalk. Than I got an epiphany and decided that golden leaves would fit perfectly. As i stroked the page with yellow paint leaves began to form kind of like they were growing on the page. When i felt it was complete enough to take a look i pushed the golden leaf stalk out of the page by feeling myself pick it up and it manifested. It was pretty tall, almost up to the ceiling but felt like it didn't have much weight to it. I stood it on the second drawer cabinet of a white small plastic table thing than admired the view of it within the room.

After a dream shift I recall being inside a stadium or gym with a crowd of creatures and people all around me.There was a white bat like human pig creature announcing the battle between I and another being was about to start. I lept towards my opponent, knowing I wouldn't hurt them and that it was somewhat a dream but than after two attacks, block and defense moves btw my opponent,somehow it was over.

The announcer than shouted who would like to battle next. I shouted for me next and ignored Gohans attempt to try and battle. But even after I made the puppy dog eyes and fell to the floor the announcer said no and picked someone else. Knowing that the battle didn't mean much in the end and that I had, had my go, I decided to leave the stadium.

I was now in a huge school yard and remembered that I had to go to class. Once I ran up the steps, I saw someone order a robot to roll up the stairs. It was working on electricity and as I was going to class I heard others asking the guy questions. I began to ponder about them as I sat in the classroom till it felt like evening or late afternoon. I walked down knowing I was wearing a white shawl with my short white dress. But by the time I was outside it was gone. I ran back inside with someone who said they would accompany me but when we reached the classroom the building began to shake.

A villain had attached a detonator to the school. Knowing those around me had powers, including I, I jumped out the small rectangular window and ran as far as I could from the detonation area. As I ran I saw a girl holding a baby and began to feel like i wish i could hold the baby but than i continued to walk towards the inside school garden, where light shone above the circular/dome glass.

Next the dream shifts an I'm at my old house room. I see a rat on the floor and a girl's voice points it out. Than the rat becomes bigger and changes into a short black dog with a purple scarf. A man who looks like my old middle school social studies teacher walks in than snatches the dog."you can't see her anymore" he says than leaves. "That's not right.Don't worry, ill get her back for you". I'm fully lucid now and step out the room to see the living room is dimly lit. I stay put than feel a dark energy form as wind begins to push me back. "No way, im going back because of you!" I shout. Suddenly after focusing my view more I see a short dark shadow who looks like a stick figure alien with angular points for hands and wobbly arms. He pushes more dark energy my way.

I step back than try manifesting light blue energy balls but it doesn't work. I try a boomerang as well but it didn't pop up. So than I go for my last weapon. Words and music. I sing a song hoping it'll change the shadows mood,( as if it was mermaid
melody lol)The shadow slightly shifts than is out of my view as I step back further. I no longer feel him. I think this was the time I looked to the bed and saw someone with holes on their back and a smiley face. I tried to heal it but couldn't. They seemed fine though.


Acceptance Vs Expectation

I was in a apartment where people had gathered for a party when suddenly a invisible figure grabs me by the hand and begins to show me the way.
I become lucid thinking that my intent to summon Dawn worked when I notice he walks me into a restaurant."I don't feel like eating dream food so why are we here? Can't we just sit down?" I think as I look at the people in formal dresses and the red carpeting. He than sits me down and I begin to ponder if he is not Dawn but has the other dream guide's personality. I see an outfit form than that looks like a light purple pants and tucked in collar shirt. But still no face. They than sit next to me and give me a hug. I hug them back but surprisingly they start blowing in my face softly. I don't know why but I begin to giggle for some reason. And as they laugh next to me, they than decide to blow harder till I'm pondering why they are doing such a thing. When they stop I see their form change and they become more muscled with blue hair that reminds me of Eye. I tell them to stay next to me and observe as scratches appear all over them. Seeing this as a opportunity to heal someone I manifest a cream ointment (ignored the lotion name on it) by asking it from someone. They hand it to me and I ask if I can put it on who I thought was Dawn. But as they touch their scratch they say no and seem like they are just relaxing within whatever form they are in.

After waking up from that dream I came to realize that I really am expecting many stuff from my guides and in order for me to see true forms I need to be balanced and push aside my expectations and let in acceptance.

Well, it is sort of a recurring dream, but some parts of it change. I have dreams where I am a mother and I have a baby in my arms and I sing the baby to sleep. There is always a lot of emotion/love in the dream, and I know I am the mother of the child, but the rest of the details tend to change.

In this dream I was sitting in my dad's chair, which is too big for me (I am actually pretty tall, but my dad owns this huge reclining chair where only he can touch the ground, he is 6'4"/194 cm). I am wearing a light blue dress/night gown sort of thing. I am holding a baby girl in my arms and I know she is my daughter. She starts crying so I rock her in my arms and start humming Epona's song from the Legend of Zelda. Usually my hearing is not spectacular in dreams, but in these dreams I always hear the singing or humming very clearly, and this sounded very much like the music in the game. Maybe I have perfect pitch in my dreams .

If someone is really curious what it sounds like:


As I hum it the baby quickly stops crying and then slowly starts smiling. Then, after about a minute or so, she falls asleep. The hardest part to describe is the feeling. One of the greatest feelings of love. When the baby starts smiling I just experience joy. The dream is too short, and I want her to be real .

I was on a moving platform made of snow with a bunch of other people. There was something about being stuck on it. There were some other parts I forgot. I was at <<Personal Info>>and there was something else to do with my Mom and Dad.

Then I remember folding up this clothing thing which had six limbs. It was like my grey fleece but with six limbs. I was connecting the end of one of the leg parts with one of the arm parts and criss crossing them. I dropped something and started to say the F word like “ffff…” but then changed it to “fffffind it.” <<Personal Info>> was like, “good save.” <<Personal Info>>

There was a part where my sister and I were kids. My Dad moved back from a chair and my sister took the chair. I stood at the table next to my sister’s chair.

Then there was a guy saying how <<PERSONAL INFO>>has everyone shut in. He wants to save the world from <<PERSONAL INFO>>. There seems to be a limited amount of time to say good bye to everyone. The guy kneels down in front of a woman and says “Malmsteen”. I felt like I was watching King of Queens. It was kind of random. But it made me go listen to some Malmsteen the next day.

I woke up from those and thought through them. At first I had one more scene in mind, but it was gone. Before I woke up, there was some music playing within the dream. It was funny when I woke up and at first I was like, “Hey, the music turned off. Oh! I was just dreaming.” And then remembered to think of my dreams.

I had trouble falling asleep AGAIN and so that was just that. I drifted to sleep just a little and had a tiny dream that I got on my voice recorder. Then, eventually got back to sleep on my diagonal front.

This time was interesting. I was dreaming of being at <<Personal Info>>again. <<Personal Info>> <<Personal Info>>So, then, there was another part of that dream. I was in the living room. My Dad was there and he kind of scared me. There may have been some domestic violence in the dream. I was trying to turn a T V off, but it wouldn’t turn off. My Dad came into the living room and I felt scared. It occurred to me that this was a dream. His teeth looked different, and I just got the sense it was a dream. I’m not sure if my Dream Dad did it, but I felt my face pressed into the couch, and heard a voice talking to me. I knew it was a dream, so I was thinking of how I could defend myself. But so far, I wasn’t really feeling threatened. Now that I look back, I was feeling my body sensations from the way I was laying in the bed, but the dream was making a story that went along with it.

The dream transitioned to where I was in my physical bed, but in sleep paralysis or “the phase”, hearing this deep male voice that seems kind of familiar. Familiar only from other voice phenomena, not waking life.

The voice was saying some things that were threatening mostly. I forgot any of the exact words. But I remember laying there feeling like this voice was going to haunt me every night and have me stuck in sleep paralysis for hours.

I felt like I might be able to enact some dream power at any time I wanted. But I let the voice finish, and just tried to relax, and listen. I remember seeing some visuals. But when the voice was done, it asked me to reply. I tried to speak, and it was very strained, due to the paralysis. I forced out the words, “I love you.” The voice was like, “What?!” and I repeated, “I love you,” In the muffled way that it came out with my 90% paralyzed vocal chords. Then I was released, back into my physical bed. I guess that was an interesting response on my part. I didn’t have that planned. But usually embracing these things seems the healthiest to me, however hostile they seem to be. It would have been cool if I had remembered the words, or better yet, had my voice recorder on, to see if it picked it up as an Electronic Voice Phenomenon. I believe it could be recorded as E V P, but the spookies will never come when my recorder is on!

I got back to sleep after recording those, not too shaken up. I’ve had this at least 10 times before where I hear voices in sleep paralysis.

I had a dream that’s on my voice recorder but it’s not coming off the top of my head now.

My last dream was kind of a sequence. I dreamed of this side scroller video game. It was really cool but I couldn’t remember the details. Bummer, dude. Then, there was a part with my immediate family. My Dad and Sister were going out to a barbecue thing. My Mom and I were staying home. <<Personal Info>>I remember hiding behind my desk as my Dad was leaving, so he wouldn’t see me.

Then there was this live stream about lucid dreaming. My friend <<PERSONAL INFO>>was late. They were saying how he signs up, but never comes to it.

Then it was this scene of a guy who had bought this boat and was driving it around this snowy place. I rememember it was covered in snow. And he was walking around in the snow.

Then he went to find a bathroom. There was someone in the bathroom. When he got to go in, it turned out the previous guy had left his binders in the bathroom, vertical on the wall. So he gave them back. <<Personal Info>>These red things were all around that looked like the armor on Groudon’s back. We are throwing some sand around. The Groudon armor stuff pertained to some kind of interdimensional beast like a Giratina. So then the dream showed this monster being held still by some electromagnetic force. The people controlling the force said how that isn’t even enough to destroy the beast. It barely subdues it. They had the thing on its back. Then they amplified it even more and this yellow orb of electromagnetic energy appeared over the beast. The beast went into convulsions and I assume it died from that. I actually think this was pretty violent and sad. If I was lucid, I definitely would have tried to stop them. Surely a more humane arrangement could be reached.

Somewhere in there, I was yelling at some land scapers for making too much noise. But instead of gas blower noise it was electrical noise. They had electrical equipment on the bed of their truck.

That was all that came off the top of my head. I wonder what, if anything, will get me sleeping normally again. But that voice phenomenon was definitely scary on some levels. Maybe a part of me knew that would come to me if I slept, so it resisted sleep. I think having too intense of dream experiences of sleep paralysis could cause a subconscious sleep resistance. Actually I heard about some really bad nightmares other people had, of being tortured in dreams, and feeling everything, the previous day. So, that would definitely cause me to not want to go to sleep! And that’s how I think lucid dreaming could potentially help people (or just me) overcome insomnia. If insomnia is caused by sleep resistance from a fear of night mares, then building lucid, dreaming skills would be something that helps the person feel confident that when they go to sleep, they will be able to handle their dreams. I don’t know if I ever got that night mare talk as a kid, telling me that if I dream about that night mare feeling, I can become lucid. So I probably need to give myself that talk and say that its safe to sleep. And its important too because facing those dream challenges is part of life. And even if we do get a bad dream experience, it will make us stronger the next time. And there is so much more we will experience than just night mares. So on one level, I want to dream, but on another level, I’m scared to dream.
<<Personal Info>>

Date of Dream: SAT 7 APR - 2018



Dream No. 306 - You Don't Need Her

I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was at my old house but I forgot specifically what I was doing. I ended up winning a prize for something which was a nearly front row ticket to this guy's concert... It was a singer that I haven't heard of in real life but I have forgotten his name. The ticket was for about the first three of four rows in and the seat number was 100... So it must have been C100 or D100.

It was either my parents or brother asking me when the concert was and the ticket said that the concert was from 9:00 PM to 1:00 AM. The dream scene then changed to the nearby location of the concert which was somewhere in the US, although the area looked more like Metropolis from Ratchet and Clank. I was walking around the higher streets of the area when I thought to myself, “Why didn't they give me tickets to the 7:30 PM concert? I actually would have preferred that”.

After that, I found some random people in the US that were supposedly going to look after me and be my temporary guardians while I was away from my parents; these people did look very welcoming and friendly. I have forgotten their identity and appearances though. We went for some clothes shopping and I told these people that I like vintage clothes.

We went into this massive vintage clothing store and looked at all the dresses that were on the racks. There was this Asian couple that were working at the counters and they helped us with purchasing a dress. The people I were with suggested I buy the dress one way but then the Asian people at the counter said they could make the transaction so that it was in Australian currency. It took a while but the transaction was finally sorted and although the dress wasn't in my hands, it would be shipped to Australia within a few days.

I then continued by myself, without anyone with me. I walked out of another entrance of the shop and found out that it was this whole complex, almost like some high quality, rich man's' house. It was the library that I ended up heading into next and that's where there was an entire crowd of Asian people, all ages. At this point in time, I wanted to summon Dreamy WB. Especially to the kids in the vicinity, I was trying to show them how to summon Dreamy WB.

No matter how hard I tried and how enthusiastic I looked, she wasn't appearing and the people were becoming bored. I even thought to myself “hang on, why isn't this working?”. I tried the same method numerous times and then I changed it into something different... Still, no results. Now the people were getting very disinterested and some were even walking away altogether, so I decided that it was time for me to leave.

I ended up back outside in the Metropolis-like landscape. As I was walking along one of the pathways, most fascinatingly, Jesus appears and has his hair a dirty brown, very wavy and he has his beard long but neatly placed. He is wearing an all white robe, there is glowing white around him and he is semi-physical, semi-hologram. He floats in one position and says to me “you don't need her”. I ended up replying most sincerely as I could; “But I need her for a skill-set” and then I walked further down the pathway.

I came across this tiled dock area that looked out onto a small body of water, very well laid out like an area in Ratchet and Clank. Nothing was happening but after a few seconds, these random unidentifiable dream characters came up and started throwing large fireballs at me. I was shaking in my boots while trying to dodge them, getting behind some plant pots or the front ledge if I could. I then exclaimed to myself, “If this is what the end of the world feels like, I don't like it!”.

Just then, a middle aged Asian lady came running towards me with a book in her hand. She said something to me, hinting that the community are sorry for their rudeness and that they took the effort to take in what I was talking about. Then she recited something out of the book; that's when Dreamy WB started to appear into the dream. But when she was fading in, I was fading out and that's what eventually led to me ultimately waking up. I did manage to catch Dreamy WB's appearance though; her skin and facial features were accurate, her hair was down straight, she wore a shiny black silky satin camisole and she had these massive silver hoop earrings... The dream camera was only showing her top half while I was in the waking up process. She was pleasantly smiling.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None



Dream 306: Competition Results

Competition Night: 6
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Estimated Length of Dream (Lucid Only): N/A
Dream Guide: Jesus & Dreamy WB
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



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

+ Previous Total: 2.5
Total Accumulated Points: 3.5

Had a very vivid dream ,where I could speak in rhymes with ease. I walked through a park where was statues and buildings of different periods of human history.

I was really relaxed and had a good mood.

Well, I had some really vivid and eventful dreams last night. But I woke up with such brain fog that it was difficult to recall them well. I did the best I could though. I had difficulty sleeping the last few nights, which might have made me extra tired. My sleep quality really has to be very good for me to get ideal dream recall. So when my sleep suffers so does my dreaming practice. However, sometimes my sleep quality is just beyond my control.

My first dreams had a scene with aliens coming. I tried to hide in a tent, thinking they wouldn’t get me in there. <<personal info>>I have more from these on my voice recorder.

The next set of dreams was cool. When I tried to recall it though, my brain was total mush. I remember my Dad talking with a police officer. The police man said that I had got in 6 accidents that year, indicating various places on the floor of my car. I was like, oh, man, 6 accidents? That was a lot. (Not a waking life circumstance.)

Then I remember being in this room with all these red people. Their appearances kind of morphed as time went on. Everyone was eating tons of meat. I started to talk about how it hurts animals, and someone told me not to talk about that here. The big boss of the red guys turned to me. He had big pokey bull horns and his skin glowed orange and red. He was eating lots of meat. I think this might be the part of my consciousness where I have demonized, to some extent, the consumption of animal products, and buried any desires to consume animal products. But yesterday when I researched choline, I kind of wished I could eat egg yolks, red meat, and dairy, so that probably came up in my dream. Wow, that was a good interpretation.

Then there was this part where I was climbing up a ladder. <<personal info>>was talking to me about how I don’t drink alcohol. I was like, I don’t smoke, either. But he was like, just because you smoke, doesn’t mean you’re okay. I continued climbing the ladder. Other people were climbing up the wall alongside the ladder. The guy to my right couldn’t get himself up from the wall to the floor at the top. It was easy for me with the ladder, since I had good footing, but he didn’t. I pulled myself up using something on the floor and said I would help pull him up, too. I could really feel how he was stuck there, couldn’t get all the way up the wall, but couldn’t really climb back down, either. I wonder what that means.

Okay so then, I got up there, and helped him, I think. And there were all these mattresses. I had one on the far right. But another person kind of took it from me and tried sleeping in it. I couldn’t see why I was any more entitled to a mattress than them, so I was like, fine. But eventually I was like, hey, that mattress was supposed to be mine. And they agreed.

<<personal info>> yelled something out loud to warn the “weed smokers”, one of whom was <<personal info>>The red demon boss guys didn’t want anyone smoking weed I guess. <<personal info>>voice was really loud. Much louder than anyone elses could go.

I remember a part in there of being on this boat. I was calculating some numbers in my head, for how long something should take. Then I thought I shouldn’t have done that, because now it would feel like forever. But if I hadn’t known how much time was remaining, I would make it through a little easier.

Someone was working on a jacuzzi thing, and I threw something metal into it. They were mad because it could have exploded or messed everything up. I was like, sorry. Someone threw something metal down the ladder before that could have hurt someone, too.

Then I was back in that setting from before with the mattresses, only on the lower floor again. People were at tables. I found that I could fly by sort of wiggling in the air. But I didn’t know it was a dream. I figured flying had just become possible. It wasn’t too extreme, either, in terms of speed or distance. It was just a very simple wiggle in mid air that would get me another foot of movement in any direction. There was no anxiety involved in the flying. Actually, this may have been a fulfillment of my request for a flying school in my dream. If I can remember this flying technique when I get lucid, it might be something I could practice consciously.

So I flew around some tables and talked to some people. Then there was a part where I was telling my sister I had a Dream Induced Lucid Dream. When I woke up, though, I couldn’t recall having had a Dream Induced Lucid Dream. Maybe I just thought I did, within the dream. <<personal info>>

Then I was going around near where a class was beginning. Some teachers asked me to get the pail from the other room. I had been telling lots of people about the dream I just had, not knowing it was still a dream! I felt like as I told more people about my dream, more details of it even came to mind, which was nice. It surprised me that people were willing to listen to my dream stories. Maybe this was my dream telling me a way to boost my dream recall. But I can’t think of any people in my nearby area that would listen to me talk about my dreams. I have wanted to start a local lucid dreaming club at the local library though.

So then, I went to the room where they told me to get the pail. But instead I just leaned on one of the desks to write my dream. It felt really hard to wrap my head around the dream, probably because I was still using my “dream brain”. I was also scared that I’d get in trouble for doing my own thing, and not promptly returning to the class. For a lot of this dream, it felt like I was being watched. Like that red demon boss guy was running a tight ship and we all had to do what he said, or we’d get in trouble. So in a lot of these scenes I felt fear of disobeying.

Then, there were these people that came through and put up camping signs. The corridor became the walking path near the stream at <<personal info>> where I walked the previous day. They were a group of non dualists. Their non dualism was symbolized in a wooden plank they put leading from the dirt path, to the stream. Before, the stream came up to this dirt wall that dropped steeply off a few feet down to the stream. So it was like a cut off, either you fall a few feet off the path into the stream, or you are dry and on the dirt path. But the non dualists put a little ramp that led into the stream, I guess signifying that it wasn’t all black and white. It seemed so significant and wise. It also seemed dangerous to me at the same time. As if they didn’t judge it as wrong for someone to fall into the stream. Or if their ramp caused someone to slip. It also made me realize that there is no railing protecting people from falling in the stream there, and someone could get hurt. The image sticks out very clear in my mind. I guess in my waking life, it could relate to looking at the gray area of things, instead of all black and white. Instead of being all the way in the stream (all bad) , or all the way on land (all good), I could be somewhere on the ramp.

So then I woke up and recorded those. I felt like there was a whole nother round of dreams in there that I missed, but, my brain was too foggy. I wonder if choline will help “fix” this brain fog problem I get some nights. But maybe it is more of a belief system thing.

The next dreams I remembered started at <<personal info>>field. I saw that there were still plastic eggs all over the place from the Easter Egg hunt. There was one that looked like it had 3 segments, instead of two. And some smaller ones. I shook them and it seemed to have stuff in it. Candy, I guessed.

I worried that the grounds keepers would mow the lawns and break up all those plastic eggs into a million pieces. So I got my grabber to clean them up. This actually makes a lot of sense and I might go to the Arboretum soon to check into that.

While I was out on the field, I saw the grounds keeping guys out on the vehicles. It seemed like they were just about to mow. Then, <<personal info>>and some other people came over to where I was. <<personal info>>We walked somewhere, over some wooden walk ways, and to a steep grassy hill. It had been day time before, but now it was darker out. We were at a brick dorm building. There were some flashing green lights in there, like the people were partying. <<personal info>>also made appearances. They said that I shouldn’t go any closer because the flashing green lights indicated that the people in there were using P C P. I slid down the hill anyway and we all went inside.

It was a party being held by a small hockey team. Not the school’s main hockey team but more of an intramural team. I wasn’t allowed in but I don’t remember why. Maybe because I wouldn’t drink alcohol or because I wasn’t on the hockey team. I was talking to <<personal info>>outside, and on the phone, helping them talk to one of their friends. I tried to suggest that some people come back to the field with me, because it is sunny, and it will be much nicer. But they said they didn’t want to, because they can’t drink on the field. I was like, you don’t need to drink! Being at the Arboretum will feel better than drinking. I mentioned how I hadn’t drink alcohol in 5 years. Then, I felt bad, because I exaggerated. Really, its more like 4 years and 2 months. <<personal info>>It seemed I would be going back to the Arboretum alone. What does it mean? Maybe that my choice to live a healthier or “more conscious” life style has made me kind of isolated from a lot of people my age. I guess I felt left out. That was the feeling. A feeling of feeling left out. Or I felt like I had a lot to offer, but the people who I was trying to share with, weren’t interested. <<personal info>>might also have been there. I remember some people going up stairs to the party.

At the front of the house, some girls gave me a packet with a green cover. It was about joining the hockey team or contributing. One of the guy’s names was “Eguardo” or “Eduardo” but he looked like someone from High School whose name I forgot. It also showed the team’s cheer leaders on the pages. <<personal info>>Then I was at a desk, deciding whether to throw out the pamphlet, or just store it somewhere. The thing was, they told me I could only ever have one pamphlet. They will never give me another. So if I lose it, I have no chance of ever being part of their hockey club thing. Part of me was like, Charles, you will never join that hockey club thing. Just throw it out. Another part of me was like, Charles, just hang on to it. What if you want to join one day? Just stuff it in a drawer somewhere. I have that kind of indecisiveness with a lot of things. Also I guess it has to do with wondering if I should let go, and burn a bridge, or keep my options open. At the desk, I remember I had 2 pairs of khaki pants, one kind of darker than the other. And a pair of boxers. I was trying to hide them underneath a seat cushion.

On my way back to the field, the path seemed to have changed. The wooden bridges were different. I also flew again, but it seemed more like I slipped and fell, and ended up flying through the air. I was about to land on a wooden bridge, and I feared it would be slick, and cause me to slip off it into the river below, once I landed. Like earlier, flying didn’t make me realize it was a dream.

I forgot the rest of that. Something happened when I got back to the field, I think. It’s probably in my voice notes, just not off the top of my head.

I woke from those and recorded them. I had transitioned to sleeping on my diagonal front, which was really comfortable. I was able to drift back to sleep a few times which was great since I lost so much sleep recently.

In one dream, I dreamed that I was attempting FILD! I know it was a dream because my body was flipped over (head where my feet would have been). But I was doing the little finger things as I slipped into sleep, and then wondered, how are you supposed to do an Reality, Check when you’re not supposed to move too much? I think I experienced a dream starting but it freaked me out and I woke back up. But it was all a dream anyway L O L. During that part there was another dream I forgot due to brain fogginess and grogginess. Foggy and groggy!

My last dream was really funny. First I was dreaming about dream journaling all the night’s dreams so far. In the dream, I was drawing the pizzas that had appeared in previous dreams. Wait. There were pizzas in previous dreams? Yes. Rather than go back and add it, I will just say that there was a rectangle shaped pizza with a 2 x 3 grid of red circles on it. And a triangle pizza. And pictures of pizzas on the wall. And a little kid crying about something. But now, back to this dream.

I was drawing the pizza with a yellow highlighter and a red orange color too. <<personal info>>Then I dreamed that I was going to <<personal info>>At the meeting, I was thinking that if anyone tried to be my friend, I would push them away. I hadn’t been there in a while in waking life, so I thought people would look down on me. I sat on the edge of one of the benches, next to a woman and her child. The person in front of me also had a baby over her shoulder, and a picture of a face on the back of her coat or shirt. I figured this must be children’s mass, as I thought about the Sunday schedule. For some reason, I avoided looking at any children.

Here is the funny part. I sat there in the church, and thought to myself, wait, how did I get here? Maybe I’m dreaming. I had my thin black gloves on. I was just about to do a finger palm test, when I thought to myself, “You know, Charles, let’s not get carries away with reality checks. We’ve already done so many today, and so maybe we should cut back a little. This is clearly not a dream anyway.” L O L, can ya believe it? So I sat there, feeling kind of bored. Eventually I got up and walked out the back door of the church. I remember thinking that I should have just stood in the back since I only wanted to stay for a few minutes. I remember walking around the side of the church outside but I am not sure of the rest. Its on my voice recorder, just not off the top of my head.

I wonder why the dream had me dream of going to that church. I haven’t been there in a while in waking life. I think it simulated some of the feelings I would feel after going back after a long time of not showing up, such as feeling judged by others. <<personal info>>Well, that was all I remembered. I thought if I got back to sleep, I’d definitely get lucid, since I was almost lucid that last time. But, I didn’t get to sleep again.