memorable

Dreams from March ninth to tenth of 2018

Um... I dreamed!

Pokemon Game

I remembered way, way, early on in the dreams there was this Pokemon game. Something with a fire type legendary. Something with an electric type move. I couldn't remember any more but the sense I had of it was. That it was vivid. Maybe if I didn't need to move so soon upon awakening, I could have gotten back that far.

Scenes in a house

There were some scenes in this house that I forgot. My dream sister was trying to run the dream dishwasher. Something about loading it with dream dishes and running it before a certain time.

There was something with a dream person and showing them how I do my quad stretch in a bunk bed.

There was something about a cleaning person. Something about how I didn't hold a job. In this scene I had a bottle of lotion and I was squeezing some into a tablespoon.

I am upset with smokers

There was this whole story line of a woman. She and her partner had broken up. She was feeling down about it. She had come into my life and she was at my Nana's. I was living in the kid's room again, as in many dreams. There was this thing where I walked into my Nana's room, and my whole family was sitting all around in there. At least my Mom, Aunt B and nana, and others. Nana wanted me to sit with her on her bed, and I didn't want to, but I felt bad, because she was old, so I sat with her. It was a pink salmony kind of color. She had an ash tray on the bed and I was already angry, even though nothing was lit. Some conversation took place between everyone in the room.

Then my dream Nana lit a dream cigarette with me right there. I couldn't smell it, but that didn't hint to me that it was a dream. So I got up in fury. My Aunt B was saying something to me. My Aunt B was sitting in a direct line between my Nana and I. I raged at the two of them about how they are cigarette smokers and they should burn in Hell. That felt pretty good and I had been setting an intention that day to vent some of my anger in a dream, where I didn't have the best outlet in waking life.

I went back to the kids room and seemed to forget about that whole thing. The woman had been talking to my family. Then my sister was in the kids room with me and we were talking. There was something my sister was eating that I didn't think was a good idea to eat. So I tried to make it so she couldn't eat any more of it. That's the last I remember of that.

More stuff happened between this and the next dream, maybe other dreams or something transitional.

Alien Invasion!

This dream seemed to transition from the previous dream. Maybe it was all one dream. I couldn't remember it all exactly. There was something with me or my friend Mike being taken somewhere in a van. Not kidnapped but just not handled nicely. I was kind of seeing it from the outside I think. Then a guy with long brown hair and some facial hair was in a wheel chair in the back of another van. A woman or two people were lifting his wheel chair to put it on the ground, on the street. He said the word, "Narrow! Narrow!" to caution them I guess that his wheel chair was narrow and they need to be careful how they put it down.

Someone tried to wheel his wheel chair into the intersection, as if it would be run over. But I think it was in jest. They wheeled him back towards the van.

Then there were these big aliens and alien ships flying all over the city. We were in a city kind of place. It was really intense. I don't remember the exact alien forms. But people were running around like mad, in fear. The aliens were dropping "bombs" but they weren't acually bombs. They were like those plastic 10 pound standard weight plates filled with cement that I have. But people thought they were bombs so they were running. The weight plates hit some people or damaged some things but didn't blow up.

Then there was this part where people were being held hostage in a mall type of place. It was like a clothing store. Again, I don't remember it perfectly, some parts just didn't come to mind. but there was something about no one being allowed to the stair way at the back of the store. There were guards lining the back wall, wearing black ear muff headsets, maybe with guns. I heard something about crawling under the clothing racks, since it was a clothing section in the back, and trying to get out that way. But a warning that the guards were expecting this. So some of us tried to climb under the clothing racks anyway.

The guards were human guards, or in human bodies. I guess the aliens had them under some sort of mind control, to use their bodies. This also made the actual humans less likely to harm them.

So then I got to the end of the clothing section and to the guards. There were 4 of us and 3 of them. My red haired friend and 2 others who had been with me got dragged back to the front of the store, but I noticed I was standing at the back of the store by myself.

I still knew that even if I got down the stairs, they would probably catch up to me, and it might make things worse. So I decided to just walk down the stairs, and right back up. I think I even said it aloud, as if to notify the aliens.

Something about the aliens was dreamishly anti climactic. The "bombs" were not really explosive. The guards just dragged the people back up front without much fight. And this next part was silly. So it all seems kind of funny to me now.

I walked down the green stairs, expecting to come out around the city streets. I walked sideways down them and I think there were 7 one leg, 7 the other, and back up the same way.

When I got back up, I could tell I was in trouble. This giant, super freaky spider thing that I wish I could draw, was ready to come and get me. It had this straw thing for a mouth and was brown. Boy, was I scared. The spider thing was going to come lick my face and I really didn't want that to happen. It was all furry and twice my height.

I wasn't lucid for any of this, but I started apologizing to the spider thing. Saying I was so sorry I did that, and I would never leave you, and you look so great. I put my hands in a prayer position and prayed to the spider to please have mercy on me. It seemed angry but didn't come nearer.

Then it somehow transformed into this fast food menu screen thing. The writing on it was using food to make the letters. It still had elements of furry brown like the spider's body had. At first I was afraid it would morph back, but it didn't.

The screen said that there are "Solid food meals for everyone" but only enough potatoes for 7 people. There had been something like 28 potatoes on the stairs, so I figured they thought each person should have 4 potatoes, if they have any at all.

I went up in line to get some food. There was some meat or poultry but I wondered what the solid food meal was, since there didn't seem to be a starch or vegetable. Then I saw there was a bunch of pasta and ravioli. There were Carraway Seeds all over the top, but not stirred in. Before I got my food, I started to stir them into the red sauce, but people behind me were complaining. An Indian guy I knew was behind me, but I forgot his name. I said, okay, fine, you can go, but make sure you stir in the carraway seeds first. That was the last thing I remembered.

Recall Notes

I woke up from those dreams, thinking them through. It was my first time awakening all night. I had trouble falling asleep on this night even though I had lights out by 6 and was super tired. When I woke up, I had rotated to my left side, and kicked my pillows all over, so I was on them funny, and had pain. My hand was also in a weird position and it all made me have to move too soon. Unfortunately this just happens sometimes and I always hope to wake up in a position I can comfortable stay still in, so the dream recall can be to the max. I thought of a few details, got up and did my #1, and then more memories flew to mind once that pressure of holding in my #1 was released. So I recorded them and tried to pull up anything else but that was really it. There were some parts I wished I remembered more of... As usual! But I can see signs of improvement in my recall, so its like, just keep practicing and you will remember a higher and higher percent of dreams as time goes on. It will be worth it when in 10 years of recall practice you recall dreams in such clear detail.

Blacking Out

I had this dream that I woke up from, thought through, but was very groggy and fell back asleep. The next time I woke up, I could only get the end. Something about walking on Hickory. Then, in the woods, with a guy I knew, maybe J M. Apparently he was doing some kind of mind altering substance, but every time he took "another hit", I would black out while he did it and not notice. This was where I briefly realized it was a dream, during one of the black outs. I was hearing some words or lyrics but I also forgot those. There was at least a bit more to this but I was too groggy. I count this as an L D even though I compulsively woke myself up.

Learn to Draw

I fell back to sleep while recalling that last one. I found myself in this dream where my sister was sitting with my Dad on one side of the table, and another man was sitting accross from them. My sister was much younger, maybe 5 or 6, and had a very high pitched child like voice. She was saying how learning to draw is fun! And it's not going to be hard because everybody needs to do this! I don't know if there was more to that dream but I was so groggy, that was all I recorded.

One of my longest dreams ever

I had one of my longest dreams ever. lucidity seemed to fade in and out. I forgot the parts when I became lucid but I remember being lucid here and there. Also there were some dreams where I "woke up" but was still in a dream, but not false awakenings, more like dreams within dreams. I don't know if they were separate dreams but it feels like all one thing to me so I will write it all as one thing, in the best order I can. And of course there was a lot I forgot.

I was in my room eating an apple. Then i went to teh bathroom and ate the apple at a table while sitting on the toilet. L O L. It twas at my parents previous house. A bee was trying to get some apple. I wasn't too scared but then its thorax thing swelled up and I got a bit alarmed. I left the apple for it and went to my room. When I got to my room, there was another bee. It was more of a bumble bee, but still seemed big. I shut the door so the other bee, more like a stinger bee, wouldn't come in. I think I looked out my front window and maybe saw a squirrel.

In another part, in front of our old neighbors house, there was my Dad's red subaru. The passenger side had no walls or windows, just wide open. So was the front of the neighbors house. My Dad was helping them remove a big grey carpet and fold it up. It was all being stuffed into the Subaru. The Subaru looked really weighed down. It seemed unusual to me.

By a heater on the side of the wall, some of us were walking or standing. There was this black C D case kind of thing, or a game. I forgot what it was. Someone was asking, but I didn't know what it was. It seemed like "not mine".

There was some stuff with a video game we were playing that I sensed was super cool. But I totally forgot.

In another part I remember finding myself sitting at the top of the hill near the local woods. I was looking down at the Earth as it rained. I had this sense that people really should be just sitting with the Earth, paying attention to the dirt, and grass, not so busy. Something with going #1 or water coming down.

There was something when I was trying to sleep on the floor in this room. I think I was lucid here. It was like I had woken up from a dream within the dream temporarily and needed some water. I was thinking it would be good to have a little water before I continue dreaming. Maybe something about needing to go #1, but when I awoke, I didn't need to.

Then there was this thing where my sister was showing me a conceptual chart she made. It revolved around the idea of "We Shame" or "Me Shame". I took this to mean that people are shamed into conformity with the "We" and it seemed very wise. I told her that T S must have started her Youtube channel with 0 viewers and somehow built it up from there, so my sister could, too! It was like a bubble graph or flow chart or mind map.

There were these "classes" going on. I was a part of one or the other. Some ladies from one wanted me to join theirs. They were trying to tell me I was in their class, and I was like, no I'm not. So I left the room or something.

I know I remembered barely 50%. It was a huge dream. Even as the dream went on, during my lucid parts I was concerned about how I would remember it all. Plug for my intention to practice dream recall within the dream state!

There were a bunch of parts with my sister. I remember she was showing me this map thing. The "dream screen" kept moving along the map. One part said "Latin America" but it had only sea above it, not North America. What looked like the East Coast of the U S had all these differently named and shaped states. it was all green or grey. It took me a little while to notice that it was a different map than the "official" world map.

My sister was poking me or pinching me in this really uncomfortable way. I asked her to stop and kind of moved. When I did that I had the feeling I had broken out of sleep paralysis, but I was in a dream. I had just woken up from a dream within that dream. That is what I think led into the false awakening below.

False Awakening: OCEAN US

I had a false awakening after the above dream. I had begun to think of how long that whole dream had been so long and I better remember it soon. Then I had my Panasonic land line in my bed. It was starting to make noise. I think some people weere talking in it and then I tried to turn it off. I think in this false awakening I was also adjusting my eye mask a lot. Then the phone had a menu with 3 options, all in all caps. Two, I forgot. The one I remember is "OCEAN US" or "OCEANS US". I selected that option and the phone started playing Pokemon theme music in the ring tone sound that the land line has. I tried a few times to shut it off, and couldn't. I got pre lucid in that I tried a finger palm test, but it didn't go through. I could clearly see my dream hands. Some dream light was beginning to filter in the dream window. But it didn't seem to be a dream, so I panicked more. I was laying on my right side just like I was in waking life.

Blinking

I "woke up" from that F A in my dream version of my physical bed, thinking, "Ah, man, I can't believe it got me again this time." I thought it would be crazy if it were another false awakening but seriously doubted it. But, I thought to myself, if it was another false awakening, it won't trick me this time!

Then I was standing by the corner of my bed in the corner of my room. I thought to myself, wait, I don't remember standing up... And I tried a little checking if it was a dream. Nothing really was clear so then I walked around to the end of my bed. Suddenly I flew to the wall accross from where I was and pressed against it.

Oh, wait a second, I thought, I am flying. Perhaps it is a dream after all. I still wasn't sure though. Maybe I was on the floor, but just not feeling my feet. Then, I landed on the floor, and that was when I knew I had been flying, so I knew it was a dream.

What should I do? What should I do? I thought to myself. By some miracle, the CLEAR technique came into my mind, from Llelwyn's guide, I think its called.

C, I thought, C. C means Calm Down my emotions. I don't remember what I actually did to calm my emotions but when I thought this, I guess I just got calmer.

L, L, What is L? I thought. Look around. Okay. (Switch to present tense.) I am looking around. I see some things dimly, like some shapes, of things in my room. I remembered that looking around didn't always help me. Sometimes it was destabilizing. So i got nervous. But then I started to blink. For some reason, blinking made things get more vivid and the dream felt more stable. I looked out my back window down and to the right, and saw this funny village of colorful amusement park types of buildings. With like rainbow clown hair and a funny face. I remember telling myself not to focus too hard on trying to form a memory of it, just keep blinking and looking around. I remember one white square building with a big red plus sign on it. I might have seen the sky.

Look Around was going well, so I moved onto "E". E, I thought, What is E? E is Engage the dream. I realized I had already been doing this by pressing on various walls. I continued to rub walls and they felt grainy like my physical room. I was feeling really good after having got over that initial hump of instability. I couldn't believe I was about to really make something of this false awakening L D.

(Whoops I lost track of present tense.) Then I went to my front wall and saw a mirror. I noticed my reflection and my hair but not sure how close it was. I saw a mural with some people on it. One person reminded me of me, and I tried pulling them out of the mural and into my room. It was kind of impulsive. The person slowly materialized into "3 dimensional" form and while they did this I went back to stabilizing the dream. I never made it to A or R though in the CLEAR technique. I got kind of side tracked by the person, interacted with them a bit, and woke up physically.

I was very excited though to have remembered the CLEAR technique and really worked it up to the point that I did.

Notes

I remembered the Blinking LD and the F A before it very well. However the dream before the False Awakening was so long that I wasn't able to remember it as clearly. But it was definitely an L D I am proud of. A culmination of my study and practice so far and a sign of progress.

As I was laying there recalling it, I almost thought I would get another dream! I drifted to sleep a little but still had as much recall as I did before falling asleep, the next time I awoke. I really wanted another dream after that, but the sun was up, and I couldn't sleep again.

I also want to note that I was able to recall 90% of what I recorded over night in my voice recorder, in the morning, without having to listen to the recording. I think it is because I am forming conscious memories more strongly at times. But still it helps to have a recording for that last 10-20% and in case I had a morning where I wasn't so fortunate. Plus I think the act of recording it also solidifies it in memory. Ironically recording it makes me remember it better such that I don't need the actual recording as much. haw haw.

Day 22, 23, and 24:

Fell asleep at: 11:30

Woke up at: 7:00


Dream 22, 23, and 24:

All of them were not really dreams in the slightest. Just random images.



Day 25:

Fell asleep at: 11:30

Woke up at: 7:30


Dream 25: I Now Know My Greatest Fear

Walking around the band hall, it seems people are preparing for the parade that's going on today. Pfft, losers. THIS GUY doesn't need to go...

But I should learn to keep my big mouth shut...

I find my way to Band Hall #3, where the uniforms for the percussionists are being stored. Mocking them, I told them "Good luck with the parade, and don't get horse crap on your shoes."

Walking outside the room, I notice something a bit peculiar...

My right foot has now been TWISTED inward. You know that thing that happens when you get a cramp and your toes forcefully move themselves in either direction? Well that was me. But with my whole foot.

I have to get to an ambulance.

I hobble on one foot, desperately clutching the other as I try to make my way towards my mom's car. My reading teacher acknowledges my situation, but stoppes making fun of me when she sees me collapse on the floor.

Now my entire JAWLINE is forcefully pushed to the left. I can't speak, can't move, and now I can't even see--as my vision quickly turns tunnel. For ten whole seconds I am in the worst, most painful, most powerless state I have ever been in.

And then the dream ended.

Walking

I was in a small town walking with my brother. It was getting to be dark. We entered a coffee shop. I wanted a chocolate pastry of some kind but they didn't have any.

I told my brother and his friend i wanted something from a different coffee shop. So they waited while I went in one. First there was a huge line up. The place was big and i couldn't see the front counter. The line began moving fast. The inside of my mouth began hurting and i noticed i had a huge metal hook in my mouth. Then i saw it was connected to a chain and it was dragging me and the others around. It was no longer a coffee shop, but endless dark hallways.

TOM

I was walking into my living room in my dream house when I noticed an old man sitting in a chair. He had a blue housecoat on and was watching TV. I asked him who he was and he said , "Tom," I remember the name sounding familiar. His face turned red and melted away to a skull.

FA, In a sleep paralysis state. I can see my normal room but it's a lucid dream somehow and i can't move. I feel and evil like presence. I will myself strongly to move and manage to move my head past my table. I start to get up but i notice that I am still actually lying in my bed. Something gave me the illusion of moving when I didn't. I start praying to Jesus for help and the dream ends instantly.

Another dream i had was a fragment of playing a mandolin electric guitar.

Dreams from march eighth to ninth, yo!

I had lots more vivid dreams tonight. They were cool because there were some longer dreams, not just a bunch of cut scene type things. I don't know what exactly caused this improvement over the last two days, but I am happy about it.
Bus with M M and K F

In the first dream I remember, I was on a bus with M M and K F. There was something about M M kissing someone and K F sitting with me. I felt shy around K F. I always liked her. there was more to this dream but I forgot.

Pokemon Menu Too bright

I was with some people in my Nana's room. We had dream game boy D S's or 3 D S's and were playing them. It was a new Pokemon game. There was something about Pokemon Y Y or a pokemon with the letters Y Y in the middle of its name. Maybe it was in someone's signature in a message board.

I found one of the menus too bright so I hacked some settings to make it not too bright. However this made the game not function as well.

Job with M

This was a much longer dream. It had a lot of scenes and locations but felt like all one dream so here goes.

My memory of it begins with talking to my friend M early in the morning. There may have been stuff the previous day. There was something about a job that Dream M was starting. He said they had a job for me too. He was leaving early. It was 7ish and then it was 8:38 A M when I looked again. I was afraid that if I worked too early, I would have to blow off my writing. There was this part about how M or my Dad was saying how he only had 45 dollars left in the bank and so he was really lucky to get a job.

I decided to go with him to the job place. I thought if it was a long drive I could write while he drove, but I thought I would feel bad for ignoring him while I wrote.

Instead of a car trip there, it was like I was in front of my friend dream A M's house on the main road in my dream town. It was 3 stories tall. I don't think I was lucid but I flew up to where I was level with the top of the dream house, then back down. Something about trying not to make too much noise whenst I landed.

Dream M's new job was located at a dream gas station. There was dirt out front. Actually his house had been made into a gas station, which I imagined was not fun to live next door to. The whole drive way was all dirt.

Then it was like I was down this hill behind the dream gas station. I heard a woman talking who made me think of a woman from You Tube. She was saying how dreams are not stressful or something like that. I walked or glided up the dream hill. I remember the colors brown dirt and green grass and bushes. One path of dirt seemed to open up.

I got to the dream gas station ready to start my job. Dream M was there doing his job. I got to this counter top and there was a toilet underneath it. I peed in there. There was an orange container of dish soap on the counter. I expected something else.

There was a talk of some kind of Physics concept.

Inside the dream gas station, my friend Jo had 6 giant bags of laundry. He needed them all done. Because I was in a money making mood, I said I would clean all his laundry. But because it was so dirty from being left for so long, I would use a grabber. I could tell there was some fear of seeing his underwear in the laundry. But then he started pulling out his dream pajama pants and touching me with them. L O L.

Because I was in the mind set of making money, I decided to be patient with him and treat him like a customer. I thought this while looking at a bunch of framed photos on the counter and a little bowl of nuts and bolts and coins. I was thinking there were a dollars worth or so of coins in there, but even that was a lot to me. (I think this dream job stuff came because my friend M called me and mentioned some job suggestions.)

There was also something when I was flying up and then landed. I was in a circle with 2 other guys. One was a guy I knew from a nearby Pokemon tournament. I bumped into him when I flew back down. I was really excited to be flying, but he was hurt. Where we had collided, we both had these red wounds with a gash in the middle, and white puffy stuff coming out. It seemed pretty gross. He was really worried about his wound and was kind of in a daze at first. Then he ran downstairs to the basement. I was yelling to him that he should tell people I had bumped into him and then describe the wound that formed. I wasn't thinking much about my own wound though.

Then it transformed into this mall type of setting. There was a memorial for the guy who had gotten the wound. A big guy in a black shirt with a silver cross was standing near a square pillar, mourning. Lots of other people were standing all around. One family was bickering. I walked by my Nana and gave her a nod of knowingness. I felt weird for giving her such a small acknowledgement but I felt like I was on the inside of something top secret.

Then it morphed to where I was walking down this sidewalk in a neighborhood. I saw the bottom of a cell phone hanging off the edge of someones roof. I kind of worried that it would fall, but decided to leave it. I had something in mind about telekinesis. There could have been a lot more about it that I forgot. At least how I was doing telekinesis or what I did with it.

Something about how I was a big football player. I had a blender and was preparing some food. I had to whack the protein powder scooper on the sides of the blender to get all the dust off the scooper.

Notes

That was from the first time I woke up that night. Well, the second. The first time I woke up I might have remembered a dream but I kind of rotated my body. I woke up on my front and remembered to stay perfectly still the next time I woke up, so I could think through the dreams. I didn't need to go #1 too bad so I was able to stay still long enough to recover a lot of detail.

B R or L K?

I had a dream I really wish I remembered the beginning of. I moved as soon as I woke up and I think this dislodged it. The funny thing was I actually fell asleep while struggling to recall these. Then when I woke up, I was in sleep paralysis again, so I was able to remember more of them, plus another dream. Usually that happens the other way around!

It began with a woman, either B R and/or L K, and we just woke up. We were around a bed or rectangular table trying to remember dreams. I felt this part was such a good part of the dream but couldn't remember details. I certainly tried my best to remember them though.

We were at my Nana's. I saw my Uncle out on the back patio, talking, either to himself, praying, or on the phone. He may have been smoking but I couldn't tell.

I went out front and saw B R or L K. Maybe they were blended or something. I remember having a really great conversation with whoever it was. There was a lot to it but the details were mostly lost. I felt like she really liked me.

There was some kind of cut scene where I was with her out in the day time on this cement ramp thing. A younger kid and some other kids were walking up to us. I remembered the younger kid's face. L K or B R was with me. The kid asked me if I wanted something from last summer. I realized he was asking me if I wañted some kind of drug and I didn't want B R or L K to know about that. After that it seemed B R or L K left me. She seemed to dissappear. There were other guys walking down the ramp in that groop.

Then I was back at my Nana's. I was in some kind of class thing in the dining room. Then I remember my Uncle and another guy sitting together, making some joke. They were saying that I sucked, and laughing.

I wasn't too offended. I walked backwards down the stairs, making some kind of gesture.

When I got to the living room, I saw that B R and L K were sitting on the couches by the fire place with my sister and another female relative. I felt relieved. It gave me the sense they had been waiting for me, and they hadn't left me after all.

They walked towards the other part of the living room, closer to where you walk in. There was this big square table and I sat with the T V behind me. I was sitting on a series of stools that were breaking or caving in. One was my white kitchen stool thing. The other was this brown sewing table thing that I saw someone throwing out, only shorter. It seemed too short to reach the table.

I was telling everyone how I just took an important class. I was saying something about how I am going to sell fruit. I had a bunch of cut onions in front of me as well as other fruits and vegetables. Dream Aunt C brought me a Dream Pitcher of Dream Water and I thought this was silly. because she had filled the pitcher to the top but now how will I put the fruit or veggies in it to blend?

There was also a brown dog there.

Ups and Downs

I had this dream after falling back to sleep after the B R and L K dream. I had a good instinct to realize I had just fallen back asleep, and try to see what that dream was, before going back to the previous dream I hadn't yet recorded.

So in the dream I had relapsed on caffeine. I was going to talk with a counselor. Even though I had relapsed, I was trying to do 20 minutes of a T M style meditation in the mornings. I was showing him this graph with some sort of sinusoidal wave form thing. I was explaining how I had high levels of the wave form around the morning meditation time, and lower levels at other times. I was explaining to him how all this would even out. He just agreed with me about it.

Help in Store

I had another dream that I wasn't sure where it fit. Maybe it was in the same sleep phase of the "Ups and Downs" dream above. But I dreamed that I was in this grocery store or department store. I was asking a dream woman at a help kiosk for help with getting a dream A T M to work. The dream woman seemed to speak a different lañguage, like Spañish or Portuguese. I tried to say in Spañish that I don't speak much Spanish. She led me to another dream woman at a dream desk who spoke Eñglish.

Surreal Sequence

I had a surreal sequence of dreams or dream scenes. They all seemed like the same dream but maybe they were separate.

I was at the local Stop and Shop. I had a thing of dish detergent in the cart, but I called it deodorant. I said something out loud about getting more deodorant. Then I saw J A on line at a register and felt embarassed, because I wouldn't put dish detergent under my arms. I tried to explain to her how I meant to say detergent but couldn't think of the word. It was bright in the store.

In one scene, there was a little child who was crying for more chocolate. His older sister got mad and put her finger in his throat. He coughed up the chocolate. She was like, "Theres your chocolate!"

In another part I had my head by the wall and pressing into it. I was laying on the floor, perhaps hiding, under a table. Maybe I was trying to sleep and I didn't want anyone to find me.

There was a part with this stick figure or outline of a body made from twine.

There was a part with these three dogs near the Petco in G C. They were running by themselves along the sidewalk. one of them jumped up and bit a flag that was maybe 5 or 6 feet up from the ground. Another dog tried but could barely jump a foot. That dog looked sad.

There was a lot more to these dreams, but I forgot. I had the false awakening listed below, directly afterwards. After that false awakening, I moved immediately to check if my microphone was there, and that may have dislodged the dream.

Not Until I Dream journal!

I had a false awakening after the previous dream. In the F A I was in my bed but in my previous house. I had my voice recorder and microphone, even with the pop filter, but it wouldn't line up right. I turned it over and it seemed to work.

I even dreamed that I was laying in bed thinking through the dreams and then decided, I better not wait too long, and recorded them.

I noticed some light filtering in the room and was surprised morning had come already. I grabbed for my extra cloths to put over my eyes, to block the light, and it blocked it.

Then I heard some dream sounds from the dream hallway. My dream sister was talking about saturated fat on the phone with someone. I was surprised my dream door was open. I felt fear that my dream details would slip away, the actual ones I had just dreamed about. My dream sister was trying to get my attention.

It was 11:14 or 11:34 A M or so in dream time so it wasn't like she would know I had just woken up. But I was mad. I yelled at her to go away until I was done. She cried. I could hear her high pitched crying.

I woke up in my physical bed feeling really bad about this. It took me some time to realize I was in my bed at 15 Swoo and my sister was upstate, so it was just a dream. I think it shows me that I would be so mad at someone if they interrupted my dream recall.

Back over to You

I fell back asleep while recalling this and couldn't remember the beginning. It was a dream of a guy who had a lucid dream and did something weird that used all his lucid energy. Then there were some guys taking him away on a boat, and he couldn't get away because he had used all his lucid energy up. I wasn't lucid, as far as I know, but I was watching this. I remembered something with a block of wood or a boat rig but couldn't remember what it was he did. I know the dream clearly had something he did but the detail vanished. I could remember the guys faces on the boat who captured him so I thought I would get that detail but that was as far as it went.

The dream also showed him making a youtube video or pod cast about his dream. I think I was at a computer watching or listening to it. He kept saying, "Ok, back to you", as if he was taking turns talking but with himself. I was like, why is he doing that? Maybe listening back before he records more.

There was also a part I think had to do with this all, where I was staring into security cameras. There were 3 up in corners and I was looking into them. I wanted them to see and hear me. I forgot how it all went together, or if this was a separate dream.

Pokemon Display

This dream had something about how I was supposed to help at a Pokemon Symposium thing. There was some kind of Pokemon screen showing while a guy talked. It was showing this Pokemon sprite that rapidly flipped between Pokemon. His voice lined up with the Pokemon at times and I thought that was good timing. The buttons on the bottom of the screen had play, pause, fast forward, rewind and other media player types of options. But I couldn't get them to work. I had black gloves on and thought they were touch screen gloves but they weren't.

Notes

Very vivid and interesting dreams.

I was grabbed by a man with black hair and a beard. He held my hands with his, and his hands burnt me, leaving tattoos on my flesh. I ran way and got into a car on our journey an ambulance reversed at us without putting on its lights, we swerved out of the way. Arriving at a swimming pool (water sign of the day, lol) , I had a son in the dream instead of a daughter. He fell into the water with his coat on, I followed in after him. Then a vision appeared of my partners mother (who has passed away) who we sorely miss, I looked and saw that my partner was looking to. Then the apparition vanished. We both acknowledged that we had seen her.
Next we were visiting a library but the neighbourhood was like a no go zone. There were alleyways with gates at the end leading towards the centre of town. We headed off down one feeling apprehensive. Then the dream got really vivid and I could see the tattoos on my hands from before. One hand had white and green patterns like a frog on them and the other was a spikier pattern. I started to peel the tattoos off , like wet thick paint the flesh peeled away. On the second hand there was a thin black leather clasp also under the flesh with a buckle. As well there were piercings like those for someone's belly button.

For these dreams I am writing some in present tense and I wrote some in past tense. It just depended on the complexity of the dream. Also Instead of just writing "Round 1 of dreams" "Round 2 of Dreams" etc, I am trying to title each thing that I thought of as a separate dream. Sometimes it is harder for me to tell where to draw the line between what is a separate dream or what is just a dream with multiple events in it.

Fighting with new Room Mate

I was living in my current room at 15 Swoo. A husband and wife had moved in. The husband was living accross the hall from me, but the wife actually moved into my room. It had to do with the wife being a really busy community involved person and never home anyway.

One day it was mid afternoon and I was in my bedroom. The woman tried to come into the room. I did not want her to come in at that time. I held the door shut, only letting it crack open a few inches, fighting to close it. I needed my privacy until I was done, but the woman was insistent on getting in. I was afraid she was going to go tell on me and I would get in trouble.

There were lots of little episodes with this woman during this dream. Another one I remembered clearly was that she was telling me I shouldn't sleep so late. I had slept in until 9. She was telling me I should use an alarm clock. I was telling her how I need the rest and it isn't her business any way. But the fact that she was trying to give me advice or whatever didn't get under my skin too much. I could see it was her own problem. She just couldn't focus on herself. I wanted to call my friend M and share about how I succeeded in not taking her comments personally, even though she directed them at me.

Dream Recall Dream

I had some dreams at some point about dream recall itself. More like conceptual dreams I think. It was something that needed to be recalled a certain way. As I clicked back through it on a computer, my computer slowed down, and I was seeing it all slower. I was wishing I had done it earlier. This part I don't remember well.

Notes

With my first sleep cycle, I actually woke up before I needed the bathroom, and thought through the dreams. I usually wake up after those first few hours of sleep, like, "Huh?" Pretty disoriented. But then it all comes to me. I actually fell back asleep thinking through them. "I will just stay still and think through them a little more, a little more..." And then I wake up however long later with more dreams. Oopsy!

Yelling at Smokers

I was at the local arborteum and on a trail up ahead I saw a guy smoking a cigarette. I yelled at him for polluting the trail and ruining the fresh air, and walked the other way. I think some people ganged up on me or we all fought some more. There was a lot more to this dream but I couldn't remember.

Guy Jumps

I had this one eventful dream that I could only remember vaguely upon awakening. It was farther back. But a man was in a relationship with a woman. He felt bad about it and so he climbed up to somewhere high up, like a wide chimney, and jumped down, and died. Then the dream showed the woman feeling kind of lost, maybe lost at sea. I couldn't remember much else in detail but I sensed there was a lot to this one.

Xerneas and Lugia Deck

I was in this college class room type of lecture hall. I got a free box of pre workout supplements. They contained caffeine though, so I was going to give them away. Then I looked and everyone had packs of Pokemon cards in these wire paper trays. My box had turned into a starter box of Pokemon cards, too.

One kid asked me if I would trade cards in my set for packs of his. I was thinking that I want to keep them because I could sell the cards, but maybe I could trade for more valuable cards.

Then I was playing a game with someone. I had a different deck at first that I forgot. But then I had Xerneas and Lugia in my deck. One Pokemon's move was titled Lugia, but it wasn't a Lugia card. They had interesting graphics that I can't remember clearly.

I was battling someone with my Xerneas and Lugia deck, a deck I actually built in waking life and had some fun with. I hadn't put out a Pokemon but I was just putting damage counters with the numbers 10 in orange or 30 in green where the Pokemon would go, as a form of preparation. My friend already had a few energy cards down. I think I explained why I was doing this.

Need Oil

I was at the local grocery store and my friend George was the cashier. I was trying to return some books. One was a personal book that had lots of highlighting in it and white dust. There was another personal text book too, and some others. I couldn't remember much of this clearly but there was a lot more to it. Apparently I worked at the grocery store in this dream, too.

Then I was walking up a hill, thinking I need more energy cards for my deck. This was related to the Xerneas and Lugia dream above which is why I think that that dream happened in the middle of the local food store dreams. But, I wrote it this way because it seemed clearer to me. But I was walking up the hill near the local library and local woods, thinking about adding energy cards to my deck. I would have to buy them on line somewhere. But I figured I already had 24 and that seemed like a lot.

Then I saw my friend Ryan and his girlfriend at the top of the hill. They were asking me for a ride somewhere. I had to shower and change my clothes since I had just worked at the food store. There was a shower at the food store I was going to use.
Some more stuff happened that I forgot.

Then I was in the back corner of the food store with my sister. I knew the managers and other workers there. My sister wanted Olive Oil but felt bad asking for it. I told her I had plenty of coconut oil. But the manager came back after just getting off break. In this dream everyone took a break every hour or so. So when the manager came out of the back of the store, from his break, I asked him if anyone could get oil, where they would get it. I phrased it in a way that didn't reveal it was my sister who wanted the oil, so she wouldn't feel bad. But I thought it seemed obvious that I was doing that.

Then the manager realized it was for my sister somehow and started rubbing her head, saying like, "Aww, its okay that you want olive oil." I thought this was kind of weird or inappropriate of him.

My sister and I were walking out of the store toward my Dad's car. My sister went to the window of the manager's car to talk to him. I went to my Dad's car. My Dad was kind of mad that the manager was hitting on my sister or something. I forgot the rest.

Lucid Dream Count

I had a dream I was walking around this neighborhood with big houses in the day light. I was thinking about my L D count and that it was only 25 or 26. I had estimated it was much higher but in the dream it came to me that it was lower than I had estimated. I was thinking of someone who had 55 L D's and how that seemed like a lot more to me now than it did when I assumed I had over 100.

I think I actually do have over 100 L D's but I didn't keep a formal count from the beginning. I have a plan to go back through all my dream journals from the beginning and get a count together, but going back through them all isn't as easy as it sounds.

Black Jump Suit?

I remembered one dream of something in a black jump suit, but nothing more about it.

Surf!

Some dream detail about playing a Pokemon R P G game. The Pokemon could use the H M for Surf.
Zelda type of game

I am seeing a Zelda type of video game from above. It is like 16 bit graphics. I bring my character to the "tile" next to this red villain guy. I feel pretty confident that I can defeat him from this "tile". But I am unable to really attack or defend myself. He puts a big red blade through the body of my character, who is like grey or beige in color. The red blade pokes out the other side. My character slumps to the ground. I can feel that my character is totally dead.

Video Game Raft

In this scene I was floating on a raft. Someone else was saying how I wasn't doing it good enough or something. I couldn't remember any more about it. I saw it from a top down view at times.

Red Melon

I am at my desk in my room. I have an orange shake in a cup with a hole in the bottom. I am blending it with an egg beater somehow. There is a bunch of cut dark red orange melon next to it that I am adding in. It is the size of half a large cantaloupe. As I add the dark red orange melon, it doesn't seem to add any volume to the orange shake.

Vitamin Burst

I am standing over my bed, looking into my tupperware of vitamins. There are small circular vitamins. The thought comes to me that they are dessicated liver. I realize that dessicated liver must not be vegetarian or vegan so I decide I will finish this bunch of them and just not buy more. I can see my fish oil capsules, yellowish, and my multivitamins, orange ish. On the bottom there is yellow oil and it looks like a fish oil capsule has exploded. I start to worry that I will have to throw away all the vitamins now.

M's Life Insurance

This one had to do with a big hole in the ground some how. And walking near the smaller dawn red wood at the local arboretum.

My friend M thought me might die soon so he asked for my bank information so that his life insurance policy could be transmitted to my account. It was for 65 thousand dollars. He wanted me to give some to his girlfriend.

After I gave him some information from my Debit Card, I worried that he had my bank information now. But I thought that it was only enough information to deposit money, not enough to withdraw money.

Childhood Photo

I am looking at a T V screen or computer monitor. On the monitor is a picture of me as a child and my sister as a child. Perhaps she is 4 and I am 8. She is wearing a shirt with pink and blue designs. It looks like we are both wearing my Mom's home made shirts. I am using my phone to try to take a snap shot of this photo and it is very clear, especially for a photo of a screen.

Suddenly I transition to where I am in the scene of the photograph. It is in the 15 Swoo Kitchen now. My Mom walks in the back door and looks heavier or older. My Sister turns into her friend Christine. My Mom is holding a tiny, tiny baby that might be my sister. But I notice that I am 8 so my sister couldn't have just been born. I am seeing it from a third person perspective.

Someone is wearing some kind of cow costume with fuzzy fabric spots on it. Either black spots on white fabric or something with beige, maybe both. A hand is touching the soft spots on the fabric.

Notes

I had some other details like something with my Aunt B or Aunt C at some point but not sure where those fit. These dreams were pretty easy to type up today. It seemed like less dreams than usual and I wonder what is up sometimes. It seems I haven't been dreaming as intensely in the last week or two as I ever had.

Haha, so I'm watching tv after I came home from work, when I recalled this thing I did last night. And I immediately also remembered, that this is not a first time I did it. Seems like I do this from time to time, not too often, but probably lot more than I remember.

So. As I'm standing, I start to lean backwards, without bending my knees. Like a piece of wood. I keep getting lover and lover. I don't have to strain any muscles or work on it. It feels like the air is somehow thicker and holding me up, gently lowering me down as I wish to go down. I can almost feel some force like anti-gravity not letting me crash. I get almost to the floor, when couple inches above floor I stop. Then I move myself back up, then down again. I feel like I have an audience and nobody else can do what I can. As if I had some special powers. It feels great.

Now I remembered, that earlier that day (yesterday), I was trying to WILD, and as usually, I imagine body movements. Swaying from side to side, and from feet to the head, and rolling to the side of the bed. Maybe this is what triggered this thing, because I don't want to call it a dream. It was more like some HH.

March sixth to seventh 2018 Dreams.

Tonight I actually slept like 6 hours before I woke up and recorded any dreams which is different. Usually I wake up within 3 to 4 hours of going to sleep. So I seem to have had less dream activity than usual.

Beach

In one I remember seeing this motorcycle guy from behind on the way to the beach. He was on his motorcycle and I was seeing his black jacket with some logo on it. There was more about the beach too but I totally forgot it all.

Childrens Rankings

There was another part with something about children who were ranked differently. One of the children was in the "Third Reich" and I was offended by this due to the historical use of that term. But then I realized it had nothing to do with any of the World War Two stuff, it just meant he was ranked third among his siblings. This was also when my sister and her friend needed a shower.

Vague Fragment

In another part it was early in the morning. I was with my friend R A. We went out a window at one point. There was somewhere we had to go. I only remember this vaguely but I think it was eventful. Something about raw chicken or cooking and eating chicken.

UFO Cover-Up

I only remember this dream vaguely. My friend's Dad (J S) was there. Some kind of U F O thing had landed out by the water or something like that. I was looking into it but my friend's Dad was saying we shouldn't be looking into it. I wish I remembered more of this.

Aunt's House

I had this one dream scene by the back sliding door of my Aunt B's house. On her dinner table that's there was one of my black shelves, upside down. I was scraping a toy against one of the ridges and putting it in one of the square support beam things. My sister's friend showed up. I couldn't remember exactly what was going on besides that.

Unintentional Diss

There was this part where I was at this desk, watching something. I remember hearing something about a basketball game. The basketball player wanted to have no regrets. But I was thinking that the regrets might be important. Kind of like my physical desk, I had clothes and electronics all scattered about. I think I had my dividers up. I was gathering them all bunched up in my arms.

I got up to sit at a table with my food. I hadn't heard one of my friends try to get my attention, maybe S D or D W. They were upset that I seemed to ignore them. I tried to explain that my headset had malfunctioned, or wasn't plugged in, but they were still like, "Hmph." So they went and sat at a further table. I felt bad about it even though it was just a technological issue.

Then I sat with a group of friends who was watching the Simpsons. I was playing the same exact thing that was playing on the T V on my lap top next to me, wearing a head set. I wondered why I didn't just use the T V except that so many people were watching, it might make noise or they might block the T V. I was eating some food. Maybe some kind of fried food. I was seeing if anyone further back in the crowd wanted to use my monitor since I had a seat in the first or second row. My friend Jon was dismissive of me in some way.

Action Figures, Legos and a Profound Quote

These seem disconnected or like they should be different dreams but they felt like the same dream somehow. First I was at this support group meeting. I had a yellow piece of paper in front of me. I am not sure if I was speaking. I think I was waiting to speak. I think E R was there and maybe other girls from high school. On my paper I had what I thought was a very profound quote about staying sober. Kind of like an approach to staying sober that was very original and wise. When i woke up, I couldn't remember what it was.

Then I was at a table somewhere playing with Optimus Primal and Megatron beast wars toys. There were other beast wars toys on the table, too. I had this single peg red circular legos that were kind of a clear kind of red. I was putting them on the little ear things of each robot's helmet. I wondered if I should give Optimus Primal and the Maximals an advantage by giving them more red legos. But I gave Megatron an equal number of legos on his head as Optimus. they both got two. Then I thought I had done the wrong move when Megatron revealed some grey shoulder missles and fired them at Optimus. They looked like Silverbolt's missles from the action figure. Also I don't think Beast Wars Megatron had shoulder cannons.

Potty Dream

In this dream I had got up to use the bathroom. The bathroom was up a short set of stairs and my bedroom was the only room beyond it. I think in the dream I was standing there, about to pee, when I sensed my Dad was about to need the bathroom. So I stopped myself from peeing and went and waited by the railing of the stair case while he used the bathroom. There was something about my Dad looking in the mirror. There was a white towel. I don't remember it very clearly.

Removing the Seeds of Violence.

I am walking around in the woods at the bottom of a hill. My mind feels very clear in this dream, but I am not lucid. I am imagining this gun which could have a little slider on the side to specify how far away the target is. So my idea is that I will walk around with a tape measurer, whip it at my target, get the distance, and then shoot the gun, all instantaneously. L O L. I am imagining practicing this on trees and perhaps hunting. I catch myself thinking about this harmful idea and the thought comes to me that it is a chance to remove these seeds of violence from within myself. I actually feel fear that I could become a harmful person if I entertain these thoughts. So I do this thing where I just set an intention to remove the seeds of violence from within myself. I have a sense that someone is coming or I am supposed to walk up this hill and to the left.

Fragment

I dreamed something about a fish rolling around in a bed of coins. Surrounding colors grey sidewalk and green lawns or trees.

Apples at Nana's table

I was sitting at my Nana's kitchen table with my sister. She was at the head of the table and I was to her left. We had a pile of apples. They all had produce stickers on them that seemed weird. My sister opened one apple up and it looked too bruisy on the inside. It looked like she had made bite marks going all the way around it in a half circle of bite marks. There were brown spots. She rejected the apple because it was too bruised. It actually didn't look that bad compared to some really bad apples I have got.

Inner Child Hero

There was this reporter type of guy on the couch at 15 Swoo. He was saying how he met his inner child and either he, became his inner child's hero, or his inner child, became his hero. I forgot which. Then there was something with some kind of beverage as a treat. More to it but Very vague recall.

Family Guy Clip Thing

There was this Family Guy Ad. At first I saw Peter Griffin's head, but his hair was very long and pulled down around his head, into the shape of a coffee cup. That was like a brown layer of the screen. Peter Griffin was saying something but I couldn't remember what. It was probably funny.

Then there was this light blue layer to the screen beneath that, with some thumb nail icons. Each had various languages written on it. The one for Canada had some Japanese type of lettering on it. I thought it was going to be a parody of Canada. But it didn't sound Canadian when it played. It went back up to the Peter Griffin part.

Yellow Sac Spider

I am walking into this trailer or school bus type of thing with a loose celery stalk type of plant. (At first, I thought the plant was poison ivy, so I was afraid to touch it. But then I just wanted to re plant it.) I am aiming to plant it in a bucket of dirt and walk back out. My stuff is on either side of the trailer bus thing. It is like a school bus because it has that black slatted rubber walk way part. But it is like a trailer because instead of bus seats, it has more of a home layout, but with lots of stuff crowding it on both sides. Until the only place to walk is the black walk way part, maybe a foot wide.

Still carrying the plant, hoping to plant it, I see a spider. It is one of those yellow sac spiders that we have around here. Its webs are around. It seems like it is going to get on me. I start to feel fear.

I turn around to leave the trailer thingy. Turns out the spider is walking up a web toward the front of the trailer, the same direction I am going to walk out. There is also another yellow sac spider up to my left. I am really getting freaked out. I run out the front of the trailer, ducking under a web that is at face level. I can feel this creepy crawly fear in my body now.

As I was going through all that, I was also thinking that I want a written as well as auditory record of all my dreams. It was kind of a tape of thoughts playing in my mind as I went through this trailer thing. Maybe it was kind of a green house.


Big Bath

There was one dream of a giant bath. Not super giant but like 6 by 6 by 5 or even 8 by 8 by 5. I was adding some warm water to it for a woman who was there. I also swam in the water a little.

Uncle R

In another part, I remember seeing my Uncle R sitting with two other people. The context was that he had moved into our house. And we were living at the last house I lived in. I didn't want him to live there. Maybe it had to do with him smoking. I remember seeing his face pretty clearly. I was sitting on one of the chairs in the living room.

Driving down back rounds

I was driving on some local back rounds around L V. I couldn't remember exactly the roads but it reminded me of when I would drive to my driver's exam. Maybe something about a pack of Pokemon cards. The roads were very black.

Nearby Road

My last dream of the night was of me walking on this near by road. Just a little history, I got in a big argument with some people on this road one day and its never been resolved. They are obviously in the wrong or else I would have just made amends.

So first I saw the back of a cigarette box on the ground. It was black. Then I looked up and saw the guy's yard which is on the corner of a side road and a busier road. He usually has one of those little windmill things there but I am not sure if I saw it in the dream. Then I looked and his garage was open. I was looking into it as I stood there. I think it looked kind of empty or spacious. I was kind of expecting a fight to start. Then this black S U V pulled up behind me. I started walking away fast to get away. I heard a honk that had a very physical quality to it and woke up. I am not sure if the honk was something that got into my dream from waking life, such as neighbors, or if the dream itself generated it. I wear ear plugs over night so it isn't that likely I heard a honk from a physical car unless it was right outside my window.

Notes

I think my dreams know how much dream activity to give me based on what is coming up the next day. Even if I am not consciously aware of all that will come up the next day. I had a big day of waking life today that I wasn't expecting and barely got all my voice notes transcribed by days end.

Date of Dream: WED 7 MAR - 2018



Dream No. 290 - Tennis Championships

I don't remember what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, I was at Killester college, back with the biology class in year 12. We were going somewhere on a biology excursion but the activity wasn't biology related at all. I clearly remember talking to people like JL and Ms McA while walking down the footpath to the required destination.

When we got to the area, it was some green outdoor table-tennis courts. I don't know why we were playing tennis specifically but I think it was just for some leisurely enjoyment. All the Killester girls, including me, were wearing dull, grey-scale coloured clothes. There were four people I noticed though that were wearing these really bright orange/yellow (more like apricot coloured) polo tops with a matching cap, sort of like a uniform. On closer inspection, it was Logan, Chilly, Tito and JJ from SML, who had a court to themselves, playing doubles.

A bit later on in the dream, Tito and JJ ended up playing with another doubles team which must have been two Killester girls, and Logan and Chilly came to my table court. I thought that I'd be on a team with either Logan or Chilly and the opponents would comprise of the other half of them and some random person. It ended up being that I was on a team with the random person and we were versing Logan and Chilly who were both our challengers at the other end of the table.

After the game, all the students had left the area and so did the SML people as well. I ended up walking next to Logan and talking to him for a while. I actually remember what I said to him, it was: “Now I think I know who you really are. You're SuperMarioLogan aren't you?”. He nodded but I forgot what he said in response. We were now out of the place and onto the footpath when I said to him, “I was wondering, can you give me a shout out in one of your videos? Also, like, tell us that you had a great time in Australia... Or a crap time if that suits better”.

I forgot Logan's reply then as well but I can clearly recall that from me talking to him, we were really far behind compared to everyone else. I acknowledged that I was probably talking a lot and that we need to catch up to the rest of the group, so that's what we did. That dream scene ended there and so then the dream had skipped onto the next scene which was very short. It was in some unknown area and I saw this old aged, giant frog that was just laying beside this rocky pond in a mess... I think it was dead and it's skin was just flaking off the muscle mass.

The dream then moved to me supposedly being in the centre of Melbourne city for a mother-daughter date with my mum. I was by myself in a shopping complex and I was supposed to go and meet my mum somewhere. It was really bad weather outside; it was already raining but the sky was getting darker and darker until it reached this charcoal colour. When I finally got to my mum outside, we cancelled most of our plans because the weather was so bad.

Eventually, I came came across this large white van sitting in one of the wider alleys. I soon realised that this was Tito's ice-cream truck (looking exactly the same as the ice-cream truck in the real life vlogs) and I told my mum. I hopped into the back part of the ice-cream truck and no one else was in there but me. The dream ended there.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

No Nobodies here, I promise.

Fell asleep at: 11:30 PM

Woke up at: 6:00 AM



Dream 21: Crisis Averted

Outside school grounds, midday. A group of people I'm looking at are cornering a blonde girl outside the courtyard. All of them are wielding SOME sort of blunt weapon (Stick, baseball bat, etc.) and are closing in on the frightened girl. They plan to beat her up, and I pull one of them aside and ask them why they would even think of doing something like this.

I get a response that can best be described as "Why not?", and further close in on her. I manage to talk them out of it at the last minute, saving the lady. She runs away as fast as she can, saying thank you as she runs by.

I was at J's house. I was writing some lyrics for a new song when I accidentally blurted out something along the lines of "I'm going to kill you J". Jacob heard this and went to tell his mom. He distorted the context out of recognition and I heard the whole thing. FROM ONE FLOOR ABOVE HIM. After that, his sister came in and proceeded to make no sense at all. She said something about a T turning into a P or the other way around, but either way, it had to do with what I said. His mom then came in wearing a blue robe and proceeded to scold me. I was trying to defend myself, but it was no use. I was curled up on J's chair almost crying as the last thing I heard was "some day or another, think before you talk" The first thought I had after waking up was "well that was a depressing dream", and the second thought was "just SOME DAY or another? How about now?"

I’m walking home to a house I lived in 6 years ago. I notice a blue station wagon is following me. I cross the road to get away from him but he does a u-turn and parks in front of me. Then I look through the windscreen and see it’s Bert Newton! For anyone that’s not an Aussie...

I look at him and get a creepy feeling. He beckons me over, and I wonder what he could want... he might just want directions!? I cautiously walk closer, he leans out and asks me if I want a lift! I friggin’ knew it
At that point my alarm went off and I woke up.
Why would I be dreaming about an elderly famous Australian entertainer stalking me?

Video. (8:46)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_o0wqKfuRBs


Mix of fragments.

There was some kind of competition where I was flying around. There was something about how the judge didn't really like my performance because I didn't have much regard for the audience. I stopped to look at my phone during it. This had one of those underground rock concert types of feels to it that recurs in my dreams, but I never remember clearly. I filled out a form after my competition that said I thought my performance was the best.

The judge was a woman. She was talking about how when she looks at a menu on her phone, it lights up too bright. Then, it becomes unhealthy to have to scroll through the menu for too long, as it is hard on her eyes.

In the room with the competition, I was with another guy, who had been on my team for the performance, or something. This advertisement for a product that burned stomach fat was showing to our left on some kind of hologram screen. It showed a person's stomach with red energy moving through it and eliminating stomach fat. I was very skeptical of this "localized fat burning" concept. However, before I told him my opinion of it, I asked him what he thought of it. He might have been hopeful about it, and I didn't want to crush his hopes. I told him I had already formed my own opinion but I want to know his, so I don't take away his hope. That was nice of me!

~

I think I fell back asleep thinking of some dreams at some point. I had rolled onto my front with my right arm in a really bad position, and had to move immediately when I wake up. I always worry that this dislodged some of the dream. My mind also kept thinking about intactivism when I was trying to remember my dreams. Intactivism is an important subject to me but I can think of that any time. Where as after a dream, I need total focus on remembering the dream.

~

There was another part with a rapper. The rapper's father was talking about how he had to go to something like 3 to 4 to 8 surgeries in the last 8 months. So the idea was that everyone struggles, even those who seem to have it all.

~

There was something about a girl and trying to get high. I think there was some type of excitement with a group of people.

~

It also took me a moment to even think of any dreams I had. But recalling first round of dreams has gotten different lately in that the dream memories will come to my mind more slowly over the 15 minutes or so after I go to the bathroom and lay back down. instead of more all at once like the other dreams. I still only recall first round of dreams vaguely for the most part, but it seems I always recover at least some memories more consistently now.

~

I had another dream in this part where J G L came to mind. He was an actor in the dream. I couldn't remember any more.

Smoking Indoors?! / Sharing my Note Pad

I woke up from these dreams and it took what seemed like a while to think of anything. Then, the last thing I heard came to mind, which was Robert Monroe's voice saying, "Many people have seen me in their dreams, and asked me, who are you?" Something like that.

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My earliest memory of this dream was of a lucid dreaming You Tuber making a video title. It had a blue rabbit, then a green ghost thing with smoke. It was about how he didn't dream last night.

~

Later on I was in a field playing some sport with my Uncle who I always fight with, and his friends. The sport involved kicking a golden ball thing around a field. My Uncle got up close to me and there was some conflict. My Uncle's friend said something like, "Strawberries aren't allowed." There were images of big strawberries up on a near by shelf. The location was kind of like my Nana's front yard. I tried to visualize more about this to pull up more detail but couldn't. When that didn't work, I tried to re feel the emotion I was feeling during that scene, which was that I was trying to run away. But I felt like they would run me down and catch me. Fear, anger, being chased. It didn't bring up any more details though. I also felt very outmatched in the sport, and right when I got the ball, my Uncle came right up next to me and took it again. Also my Uncle and the older men were smoking which I was at odds with.

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There was this other part where my friend Josh was saying he had just had relations with a woman. He was going to tell myself and another one of our friends who was there all about it. I was getting my phone to record him for a You Tube video, because it was a big deal. There was something on my phone I can't remember clearly. Like an app with a white kind of back ground that came up.

Then it became this marriage counseling place. I had a laugh here. I was filling out this questionnaire and the question I was on asked how many times I had been married. I opened the drop down menu and selected something crazy like 27 or 30. I thought this was funny because it would be crazy to be married, divorced and remarried 27 to 30 times in one life span.

As I filled that form out, having a laugh, a kid came in and asked one of the woman at a desk for her help. She said she was busy with clients and could not help him. I felt bad to see the kid neglected due to the adults workaholism. Maybe it is a quick hint not to neglect my own inner child due to workaholism.

~

Later I was in front of the local grocery store. I was thinking about this insomnia treatment I got (dream context) that helped me sleep. So now I didn't need to try to have good sleep hygeine because I could always go in to get this "fix". Then, as I walked by the front windows of the store, I was thinking about how it would be cool if I could work multiple jobs and never feel tired. Something about how this would help my relationship with a woman.

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In the context of this dream I was working at the local grocery store. My friend S R was also working there. I think I had some trouble working there and might have had to leave. But I came back. I was buying something from the register on the far right. Then I saw a guy who had checked out his groceries with me earlier but this time he didn't have apples. So I brought him apples or asked him why he skipped apples this time. I explained to him that I am not obsessive or anything, my mind just remembers things well.

Then while checking out at the fourth register, the woman ahead of me was buying her cigarettes. It was Mimi, and another woman. I was saying, "Don't buy cigarettes!" Mimi was lighting the cigarette right in the store, to take a quick puff indoors. I sort of stared for a moment before realizing what was happening. Of course, I did not actually smell smoke. In waking life, the smoke travels so fast, but in dreams, I can see a huge cloud of smoke but smell nothing. This could be a dream indicator in the future. But in this dream, the smoke was freaking me out!

I yelled at her and then ran to the back of the store. I saw a heavy set brown haired woman who kind of looked like my Aunt. Her name was Patti. She was saying how she smokes in doors too or something. I remember touching her back.

So then I was panicking as these people smoked indoors. Just then an african american guy came up to my side and started to tell me about a law that enabled people to smoke in doors if the building or room was big enough. They only couldn't smoke if the building or room was too small. He said how he had to be selective which buildings he went in, to avoid the ones that could contain smoke. Or else he would start to panic. We went into some kind of office or something. It was like he came to my rescue. It has helped in my dreams when other people in the dream agree that smoking is a nuisance.

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Then I was really mad and just sitting along the side of a hall way, leaning against the wall. Some how the grocery store had transitioned into a new type of building. Some times locations morph in dreams.

A man walked by who needed paper. He had a spiral bound note pad with paper he had written on one side of. I clearly saw the blue lines accross the page, and his writing in pencil. I had three different sized note pads. I had drawn on the front of every sheet of paper, but the backs were not drawn on. I pointed out that on top of a nearby vending machine, there were stacks of paper that might work for him. They seemed to be some kind of building plans. he said he looked there already. I guess those pieces of paper were all used, but some big construction paper sheets looked fresh to me. I was looking through to see which pages I could give him. I wasn't willing to part with most of them, but the ones in the back seemed like I could do without them. I tried to draw what I saw on them in waking life.

One page had this pencil drawing of Mew Two. It said the phrase "Mewtwo Continuum" at the top.

Two other pages had this circle with the letters "W" and "R" in it in black writing. It stood for "waking reality" and I guess depicted different zones of consciousness. The circle was going around an orbit. On one page it was red orange and on the other page, aqua. I had a sense that I had taken these notes earlier in the dream.

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Whatever else happened at the end, the last thing I remember hearing as I woke up was Robert Monroe saying something like, "Many people have seen me in their dreams and asked me who I am." I had the feeling something very cosmic happened at the end of my dreams this time but couldn't remember specifically.

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As I said, I almost thought I was going to draw a total blank on these dreams. It really scared me. They came back to my mind in a really delayed fashion. I am glad I didn't give up on them. I just kept thinking, "Come on, I had to have dreamed. What was it?" And aiming to reach the place in my mind that had the memories, staying perfectly still.

Living near a dock?

I definitely forgot some parts earlier on in this. I was doing something on a computer that was interesting. Something with the word "Trialed" As in "T R I L D" or a new L D technique. Then a heavier brown haired woman behind me was shaking her hair around, saying her hair didn't go down past her neck or chin. I turned around and said I thought she was doing a dance. Not that I was making fun of her.

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Then I had walked from a new home we had just moved to (in the dream context) and got to where the local creek is. I walked there and then realized there was no walk way back. I remember having passed under this bridge. I could hear some people in their boats, boating around very boatingly. I was thinking of how noisy the creek is and how it wouldn't be a peaceful place to live. I saw a bunch of sky blue out house things where the houses actually are if you look back up hill from the creek. The walk way vanishing and leaving me stranded on this dock thing was surprising enough for me to think I might be dreaming.

I tried a finger palm test. I am not sure what the result of it was, but I knew I was dreaming. My vision was fading in and out a lot, like the dream was trying to end. I tried to keep the dream going somehow. But I was pretty worked up. This tall white padded wall was behind me. To the left of that was this tall bridge that was black underneath. Cars were going fast on it and very noisily so. I didn't try looking out on the creek. I thought of just jumping in the water, but I was too scared. This big fish came up on the left side of the dock but the vision in the dream was very dim.

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I felt my body in my physical bed then but it was weird. because I was seeing this dream flash of a tan door and a golden yellow circular door knob. this seemed unusual to me because it would be too dark to see that right now. Also, I sleep with a blind fold, so I shouldn't be able to see anything. But I actually opened my physical eyes and could still see it, as if a hole was in my blind fold. (Later, I checked its position, and it had been fully covering my eyes. ) This was interesting just because of seeing something of a dream with my physical eyes open. This caused me to wake up fully though. As I woke up, I heard a voice say, "Curiosity killed the cat!" as if to say I shouldn't have opened my physical eyes, or I could have dreamed more.

*Later, I realized that my waking life door knob is a handle, not a door knob, but the same color as in the dream. This is good to notice these differences since often I dream of my physical room but when i wake up I realize there were slight or major differences I didn't notice from how it is in waking life.

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I think I botched the recall of these by moving to flick the voice recorder on too soon. I think if I had stayed still, I could have remembered further back. But I did it too soon because I was afraid I would forget it if I waited too long to record. So there is that fine line for me when moving too soon to record will dislodge parts of the dream before I can think them through. Where as waiting too long can lead to me falling back asleep and losing much more. Gotta find that sweet spot in those times and it is okay to not do it perfectly every time.

Trapped in a room, scared!

I forgot earlier parts of this dream. My memory starts with me in a library. I was looking at a book shelf. I was looking at this book on the shelf about dogs. It was a childrens book with a Lavender cover. There was another of the same book to its right, but wider, as if part had been cut off the one I had returned. There was a hand written note saying my name, and "Come talk to me please, from, Michael" who i guess was a librarian.

I went up to the librarians and tried to ask them about the book. Then the desk reminded me of the dock in the previous dream and I realized I might be dreaming again. That was kind of a unique lucidity trigger. I tried a finger palm test. Again, I don't clearly remember it going through, but I knew I was dreaming. I tried to talk to the librarians about something, or ask them to help me stabilize the dream. But then I flew over their desk. Then I flew really far to the right side of the library. I forgot the rest of that part of the L D but I lost stability and "Woke up" in another L D.

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As the next dream began, I was opening and closing my eyes. I saw that the kitchen at my parents old house was appearing before me, and I knew it was a dream. I kept trying to check my hands anyway, for stability mainly. I kept losing my vision, but then I would use a lot of mental will power to make the dream reappear again.

the palms of my hands had tiny hands growing in each of them. I had never seen that before. At one point I saw this flash of these ghosts shaped like dog heads kind of fly by, maybe making some noise, which was kind of scary. Then I was back to walking through the house, checking my hands, and trying to get to the front door for some reason. No real dream goals came to mind, I was just responding to what was around me.

Then I found myself in the living room of that house. I saw the red couch my parents had long ago, some windows, and some other stuff. A table in the middle. Stuff all around the walls of the room. And I noticed the doors had dissappeared so it was all closed off. I think some claustraphobia set in. I walked toward the remaining hall way but a wall magically appeared to seal the room off almost completely. There were still some windows but for some reason I didn't try going out them.

I thought I might still be able to go out the windows or phase out through a wall but I didn't try. Fear started to get the best of me. then this battle music from a video game, like Pokemon battle music I think, came on pretty loud. I thought that someone or something was coming to attack me. I oscillated between feeling like I could handle it and then feeling overwhelmed with fear. I contemplated choosing to wake myself up, but decided to stay in the dream as long as I could.

Then I felt myself pinned to a couch in that room. My fear got up to a new level as I couldn't move. I woke up at that point in my physical bed, with an image of a scary golbin sort of face in my mind, with long jagged teeth, and thought the dream through before moving, and that was a run on sentence. :-)

Although I was scared, this wasn't over the top nightmarish to me. It was kind of creepier than my usual dreams but I wouldn't count it as a lucid nightmare. I was feeling some fear but not night mare level.

Recon-SILLY-Ation with my sister!

I considered this dream a BONUS because I almost didn't fall back to sleep.

~

I remember there were more dreams earlier but not what they were. One I remembered was seeing a little green grasshopper.

Then more stuff happened I forgot.

Then there was this part where I was trying to go into the Evolution fitness in the next town over. The lights were on bright. It was late, between 9 and 10 P M. The guy at the desk was saying that I can't work out unless I have a membership. Some how that didn't make sense, as if the gym is open to the public except for certain hours. My friend Steve walked out of the gym and said something to me as he was leaving. I remember the guy at the desk was the guy who worked in my local gym before it closed. I vaguely remembered something with a squat rack.

Then I think there were more parts I forgot.

Then the big lucid dream happened. I was at a desk in the room I lived in at my Nana's as a kid. I was doing something at a computer. There was some food up the desk and to my right I reached for at one point, wondering why I put it so far away.

I was hearing this song by a well known rapper. It was a "diss song" directed towards another well known rapper, or a few. The lyrics were very clunky and it sounded like a really un skillful free style. It seemed like he was dissing the people more just for something to say, instead of really meaning to say that message. As I listened to the words, I was doing something on the computer, or drawing. I forgot what though. Also I remember a kid there, maybe a tan kid or Hispanic. Not much about it though.

Then there was a distinct line of the song I was trying to remember. I actually dreamed that I woke up and clicked the button for my voice recorder and said it. It felt just like waking life. It is amazing how fast my dreams adapt to new habits.

So then I "woke up" into the room at my Nana's again, now looking at this black and grey male manican. "He" was wearing a blue shirt and plaid boxers on his head, and I forgot what kinds of pants, maybe brown. I was still repeating the lyric over and over to myself that I wanted to remember. Then this manican started to say something louder that took away my focus. [COLOR="#00FF00"][b]I realized this was a dream sort spontaneously. At first I thought the manican and I were going to fight, so I prepared to defend myself. We were kind of swinging our arms at each other but not touching. Then the manican turned away.

It occurred to me to ask him who he was. (That is pretty good lucidity for me. ) The manican actually became my sister. (Now the reason I titled the dream Recon-SILLY-Ation was that in my dreams in the past month or two, my sister has been trying to kill me! Something happened 1 or 2 months ago and now she has not been talking to me. So this dream was kind of nice. ) She was laughing and giggling a lot, kind of as if laughing at me. She sat on the edge of a full size bed in there, which I guess was hers, and said that we should put a video about this dream on You Tube. And that the title should have Capital Letters On All The Words and Include Feelings Words. It was really silly. She was kind of saying it to make fun of me because of how I want to tell the world about every dream.

Then she went to the head of the bed and poured this clear slimy liquid where the pillow would go. She put her entire head in the puddle of liquid and laughed more. It was a joke about drooling a lot. L O L. I was asking her something like, "Are we cool?" But she didn't respond in a direct way.

She was still laughing a lot, and it seemed to be laughing at me this time. I went to look in the mirror to see what it was, because who knows, maybe I had a funny dream face. I looked in the mirror, and I only had one nostril, and a big round face. My brown hat was on, poking up like a cone. Wait, I thought, did I just have only one nostril? And I looked again, and there were two. This time I saw how big and round my face was, and my nose was really flat. Also my teeth were pointier and had more spaces.

I forgot exactly how it ended. I think I turned around to face my sister again and then felt myself lose stability. I must have tried to rub my hands, and then everything faded out.

I think this dream ended with this flash of that fuzzy grainy grey black and white T V channel screen thing from the olden days. Either this dream or the last. That's the second time I have noticed a dream end that way.

Notes.

These dreams tonight were definitely cool ones. The last dream really pulled it all together and gave the night of dreams a lot of meaning. As I typed them up and listened to my voice recordings of them, I also made some hand drawings which captures some of the visual memory from the dreams. It worked out pretty nicely this morning and I felt fairly focused and productive.

Round 1 of Dreams (Mixed Fragments).

There was this part where I was going to join a group of people. They were excluding me and I was fighting them. T H and K S, not getting along, sending an e mail.

Some dream detail about being in the sky. Swimming into the sky and spinning?

There was a part where I was working for G A and I had to call someone. I called the actor who plays J L on a show and talked to them. Something about my Dad's new phone or new job.

Guitar thing. I was trying to buy this guitar. It was a different kind of guitar, with this pickup kind of thing on the bottom of the fret board. Like this small black rectangle with extra frets. Something about someone from one of the Asian countries.

License part. I was trying to buy something from this guy, but he said my license was no good. It had some red mark on it it doesn't usually have. It made me ineligible to buy certain things. I was at the checkout register. I was supposed to get together this packet of songs I wanted to learn. It was like they went beyond standard license checks. The guy at the register was an older guy.

Guy putting plastic on his floor. Someone in my fraternity house was lining his floor with plastic in case anyone made a mess in there by partying. They had just added a new wooden floor. They were afraid people would get in because their door knob was missing. It was like a plastic drop cloth thing but ripped at the edges.

Dangerous Dog.

I was at the back door of my Nana's kitchen. There had been this dog in the back yard who was trying to get in. We had all run inside because it was a dangerous dog. Some of my friends from college were there. I opened the door so the dog could climb into this cage thing, but when the dog got part way in, it was blocked by a barricade of other items I had put there. However, there were some clear gaps in the barricade. The dog thing was talking to me. I heard my friend D F say something about someone giving him money so he could pay a debt.

We all drove somewhere with the dog. It was a white and grey dog. It looked sad in the cage. On the way there, we were all talking in the car. My friend in the drivers seat was about to smoke a cigar and I was freaking out. I hurried up out of the car.

I asked my friend A R to carry the other side of the dog cage and run with me to somewhere we could drop it off. I told him it will only take 30 minutes. We were going to some kind of concert or music event, so we didn't want to lose much time. However, I didn't really think we would take only 30 minutes.

When we got there, I expected that some drunk college kids would play with the dog from outside the cage and get bit. I imagined a really drunk girl doing this and thought maybe we shouldn't leave it there.

We had given the dog a bone in chicken breast and when I looked again, it had totally cleaned it down to the bones.

~

I saw E L and C N. E L was wearing a big hoodie with the name of the college we went to on it. Someone there said something about how they were violated emotionally. I was like, "dang, yo," in kind of a rapper's voice. Then I wondered why I impersonated that culture.

~

There was something with a girl I knew from a meeting in my room. It was like she was jealous I was making more time for other people.

I think I moved too much before I began recalling these dreams. I needed to go to the bath room but I re arranged my bed and maybe I could have waited to rearrange my bed until after recalling dreams.

~

Earlier in the dream there was some kind of long highway drive or plane ride. I couldn't remember as much about this.

Some fragments.

There was some kind of Beast Wars Scene with Rhinox. He looked "like a boss". There was another Maximal guy to his right, I forgot who.

~

I was at this restaurant with these wealthy people. Writing something. Then I saw all of these wealthy people sitting around a table. They had some kind of mini anchor pendant things they were collecting. First the dream screen focused on one woman at the head of the table. Then it focused on a woman to her left, who had a big stack of mini boxes all around her. Each box was about the size of a soap bar. I wondered how I had lived my whole life not knowing about this belief system of theirs. I would have remembered this better if I had recorded it sooner, I think.

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There was something with Winnie the Pooh and Tigger. Then Tigger was flying through the hundred acre wood. Then his body morphed into some kind of support beam like you would see holding up the overhang by someone's front door. It was orange with black stripes like Tigger.

~

I fell back asleep while thinking through those last dreams. Then I was dreaming of being in this store buying flowers. I was buying two boquet things of flowers. They were both marked to be 3 to 4 dollars. The lady at the register was weighing the flowers on some scale where I could see the bright green digital digits going all wild, but I didn't notice it was a dream. The scale said something like two point one pounds of flowers. The lady was ringing me up for 29 to 30 dollars though. A guy came up to my right and he was being pushy. He was saying some words. I was saying something like hold the clippings. I forgot why I was getting the flowers.

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I recovered the previous dreams by luck but I really would be better off recording them sooner. Sometimes I think I will remember next time I wake up and that tends not to be true.

More Dream Fragments.

I had a dream that was kind of cool. But all I remembered was being Link and spawning in this square portal. There was a walkway for me to go up. It was brown and like in video games, there was a black void all around it. To my right were two pots, one with gold, another with I think silver in it. This blue monster thing spawed a bit up the brown walk way, to the left side of it. I was still near the portal on this square platform. I walked near one of the pots. I threw the pot at the monster from long range and knocked it off the level. I was surprised though because it seemed to happen automatically. I forgot the rest of this. I was seeing it from the outside like in a video game.

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I was in the food store parking lot. I had those fabric grocery store bags. In them were some dirty tupperwares. I was wondering how I would grocery shop with those in there, as if I would be putting the groceries in the tupperwares. I thought I might wash them in the grocery store bathroom.

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I was in my bed room but in a dream. The sheets were all torn off the bed and the lights were on. I was wondering how this happened. Now that I think about it, there was a lot more in the dream that was different from waking life. When I looked again, my comforter had these brown or green circles of some kind of gunk on it. I thought it was from drool. I smelled it and it didn't have much of a smell. Then I went in the bathroom and the floor was white. The floor was all covered in a layer of puddled water. I wondered why. I thought it was waking life. I think i woke up still wondering how I would fix the water leak or something like that. How I could do dream state checks next time I see that in waking life, not realizing it had already been a dream! L O L.

~

There was a part where I was looking in the fridge. Trying to remember a phrase from a previous dream, unaware it was still a dream.

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Something at my current house with mom and sister.

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There was another part where I was looking at this computer screen. There was this dial or adjustable bar that scrolled up and down, like a volume bar. But it changed the tint of the screen just from blue to purple or purple to blue. It seemed bright. I think it was part of an audio editing program.

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I had a false awakening to where I was trying to dream journal. I dreamed I had fallen asleep in my bed, laying on my back. My tan cushions were even on the bed, but when I woke up, I wondered how I had fallen asleep on my back. I was trying to record my dream. I had the same headset, even modified with the pop filter like my microphone I use for recording dreams in waking life. There was some rap music playing loudly and I wondered how I would recall my dreams. I would have to walk far to get anywhere quiet. And even if I recorded them, the music would get into my recording file. I remember hearing what I thought was a famous actor's voice saying he thought it was Dostoyevsky, kind of rubbing his chin pensively.

There were some people talking. There were these blue alien things. They had heads like a hammer head shark but these funny pokey mouths. I have to draw this. Then there was something that looked like a person kicking from within their stomach. They were saying the most powerful human on the planet was Arnold Schwarzenegger. There was some kind of high pitched voice saying that I think. This part may have been before the dream when I was Link, back in the beginning.

Notes.

My dreams tonight seemed thinner and my recall seemed lower, too. Seems like a bit of a dry spell for some reason. Every time I have a dry spell of dreams, I am wraught with worry all the next day, that I will have another dry spell the coming night. So I rack my brain to try to think of anything I could do to ensure I remember lots of dreams. I need to stop worrying and stop fighting it and just surrender. At least thats what I think. Sometimes my dreams and recall flow but other times they ebb and the worrying or trying too hard to figure out what I did wrong the next day might be counter productive.

Video.
Here was my dream journal drawing video for the day.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8dS2CLwuPIk

A few nights ago my dreams were more vivid when I played my Pokemon game. I can't always find time to play it but I will try to pay attention to if vivid dreams correlate with when I play that game, since it is graphically vivid.


Return the Gold Coins.

This was the first time I woke up throughout the night. The first part of the dream that I can remember involved a baseball game. The first baseman caught the ball and got a guy out who had just bat. It seemed fast.

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I was in a parking lot, backing out of a spot with friends in the car. I rubbed against the car to my right, but there wasn't damage.

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My Dad was helping me or my friends get out of a parking space or something. He was setting up a rig to tow the car. Before we left, I had to return this stack of gold coins. My Uncle would be mad if I took the gold coins with me. I really wanted to take them with me. But I looked around the woods we were in to find a place to put them. They were gold coins with a reddish shine.

I gave the gold coins to an older woman whose house was nearby. Then I saw W N pushing a janitor's cart from bathroom to bathroom. Also somewhere in there I washed a baby's face.

My sister shot me!

In parts I forgot, there was some kind of video game my sister and I were playing.

~

Where my memory starts better is that my parents were having J R and L L over, two of their friends, and other friends in that friend circle they had. L was cooking some rice dish. he warned me that there was alcohol in it. My Uncle was commenting on my Pokemon shirt and saying something was the solution.

~

I found myself eating some of that rice, then wondering if the alcohol had been cooked out, or put on after cooking. Not wanting to risk it, I spit out the alcohol.

~

I got into a fight with my Mom and Sister somehow. In the kitchen I was shaking my fists at them and saying mean things. My Mom said I have a lot of issues. I forgot what sparked the fight. I was afraid she would call the police when I was just expressing my emotions.

The lights got brighter and I was trying to take out the light bulbs. When I took both out, a new light came on.This made me realize it was a dream. My sister ran into my Mom's room and I followed her. I could tell she was going to get a weapon to attack me for some reason. Sure enough, once I got to my Mom's room, she was reaching into a white couch. She pulled out a shot gun and aimed it at me. She fired it. I didn't know what to do. I don't remember what exactly happened after that. I think I had a false awakening of trying to dream journal before actually waking up. Also, I fell back asleep before I recorded these, and had to do some mental digging. Luckily, I was able to salvage some. Got to walk that fine line between not recording too soon before I am done going over it in my mind, while not waiting so long to record I fall back to sleep.

Flying Dog

My memory of this dream begins with me being hit with a tranquilizer dart. I forgot what happened before that. But I was lucid at that point.
So I was a dog running around. Then I was hit with a tranquilizer dart kind of thing. But instead of a tranquilizer, I got the understanding that it was actually a stimulant dart. It gave me the power to fly and concentrate. There were all these colored darts on the walls. I was in some kind of competition where the goal was to fly around and gather as many darts as possible as fast as I could. The darts became magic markers. I realized I could use telekinesis to pull the darts to me. This helped me gather a lot more points faster. I had to put them under a table as I went. Eventually I just chilled out in one place and moved them all telekinetically. Then up on a balcony thing there was a woman pulling down some darts. I used telekinesis to put a bunch of giant aqua green markers on top of her. It didn't crush her or anything, just sort of rolled off her back. I don't know why I did that.

Then I was a human again. I had a crate of silver coins. A woman asked me for help getting a quarter out of a coin collector case, like the ones they had for the states quarters. I helped her get it out. Then there was a very small child there, crying a lot. I thought of giving him a quarter, and maybe that would help him feel better. A slightly older toddler was behind him, not crying. I decided against giving him the coin since that might not be what he needs now. maybe he needs someone to just listen. I think that was the part I woke up from. Maybe I could have asked, "Why are you crying?" But I didn't think of it.

I think after that one was when I had my false awakening. I dreamed I was writing and recording my dreams. But in a different setting than usual. A brown room with 3 guys at a big podium, talking about some different things. The guy on the right was being silly and making silly hand gestures. Then he went and sat in a chair on ground level. I looked closer and saw he had a big neck. he looked to me like a popular actor who has passed on so I wondered what he was doing there. Then it became a T V show which ended. Then another show began. I could feel everyone in the room having a sense of togetherness about watching the show together. The show started with seeing someone walking from behind a glass window. It was called University of Pace. Then I woke up.

Brontosaurus Kiss!

This dream sequence began, well, I forgot how exactly it began. At one point I was trying to get a grease trap from my old house to bring to install in the stove in our new house. I was afraid it wouldn't line up size wise but then it turned out it looked like it would.

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After that my memory of it begins with me examining this thermostat. It looked more like a circuit breaker but it was where our thermostat used to be in my parents previous house. I was worried because no one had lived there for a few days, but the heat had been on. So I was trying to turn it off. I didn't want to call my Dad to ask him how, because he would be stressed that it had been on. My friend was there and trying to help or something. There was an on or off switch type thing on the top right but nothing was clear. I thought of unplugging it or something.

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In the next part I remember, my sister was enabling these younger kids to take my stuff or mess with me. I was kind of scolding the younger girl but not too harshly, which I feel bad about, because I am not in favor of scolding kids. Then her Dad came up and he was this huge man with black hair. He said something about "all this mess".

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I was in the back yard of my college house.I realized I was in a dream when I saw a little brontosaurus. I went up to it and it gave me a kiss! I forgot the other details.

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I was walking up from a near by beach and saw a person in a white car. Something made me realize it was a dream and I went to talk to them. I climbed into the car through their front window. They said they were a manifestation of my bed.

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I had a false awakening of me running to find my car. I was trying to write my dreams on this plastic board in markers. It seemed almost not to work. I was freaking out because my car was no where to be found, and time to record my dreams was ticking away.

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I had another false awakening where I was at a camp site. It was morning and I was trying to record some dreams before going for a little more sleep. Beyond a fence, two kids were walking by. I said good morning. They said, good morning, we're going to "shoot out the birds for the morning!" I thought that sounded like a terrible thing to do! L O L. I was mainly worried about being able to write my dreams and get back to sleep, which would be hard with them shooting. But I was aware I couldn't stop them.

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I had one more false awakening of being in my physical bed. I dreamed I was writing my dreams, then typing them, then wondering why I wasn't using my voice record them first, like I have been. I became lucid when standing to the left of my bed. I was hearing this pod cast of two guys talking about emotionally shut down kids and how to help. I realized it was a dream because the sound was not coming from any where. I actually cried in the dream and asked the guys to keep talking. I said I needed their help. I think I forgot it was a dream and laid back down in my bed. I drank from a soda bottle then a water bottle and then tried to voice record my dreams.

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I woke up in my physical bed, for real this time, amazed. it was funny because with each false awakening, I realized the false awakening before that had been a dream, but not the current one.

Notes.

I was frustrated with my recall so I made this playlist of all the Youtube videos I ever found which give advice on dream recall, as well as dream recall meditations and affirmations audio programs.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JMSz...aOUQiN7rW8EK3L

I plan on keeping adding to this as I come accross more videos on dream recall. My idea was to just listen to it on Shuffle. It is exclusively about dream recall. It has lots of videos from at least 25 different people.