memorable

+ pondering fruit (apples in particular), on trees, pear,pick it, need to wash it, outside CH, pull the water hose to me with TK, wash stuff, the big pile of money on the neighbor's fence gets wet and knocked down, I goto mom asking hey can you keep this who's is it?

+ in old CA home, S1's room, S1 small is there, room is rearranged, I take him on my lap and I ask him if he likes his new room and he says yes. There are pencil drawings on the floor near the wall. In hallway bathroom I look around a long time. It is filthy. Dirt and grime everywhere. I say I need to clean it. Head down on the floor, there are piles of dirt everywhere. I see two hamsters who have come to live there, then 4 hamsters, then a couple of hedgehogs. [visually vivid, present]

+ in bed with [deceased] wife, she was just away for the summer. How will I explain this to my g/f? This means I won't ever see g/f again, or it will be very rare, I certainly won't be able to stay overnight. Wife starts yelling at me about something and I get up and leave the room. I try to remember how I met g/f then finally remember [emotionally vivid, present]

+ in some back yard playing with model planes with g/f, she flies it expertly and I take a turn at the controls and it barely moves for me, I'm ecstatic when I get it to the elevation of a table top . The engine sounds like a gas lawnmower. [present](edited)
+ at a flea market, I'm at a table and a man instructs me to purchase the cover to Ronald Reagan's diary. In another moment of deja vu I think this is the 2nd time I'm seeing the cover but the first time was black and white and this time it's in color. I'm searching for his signature on the front of the cover, and finally find it. There are many other signatures on the cover, I think these are from his relatives and teachers, couselors, etc. I note it is indeed an empty hardback cover: there is no diary inside, and that it was taken out because it was much more valuable than the cover. I'm thinking the objects that I've purchased I intend to resell, but I'm not sure how much I can get for them.

+ [DO - disembodied observer] it is a deathmatch race, a huge red truck is coming down the hill and making a turn, and does something so that the surrounding cars all to flips and explode, but a small red race car makes it through the pack and slams into the big truck, I see metal fenders on both vehicles are getting crumpled, then a guy in an "iron man" suit jumps out of the big truck and directly challenges the little car, grabbing it by the front and s
+ at some competition. I'm raiding an enemy team, I forcibly take the (vinly record?) from them, but it turns out to have been a redirection and they have made a move for the record player. I get there in time before they can turn it on to play the record. I keep it in my hand and encounter the referee of the match and he tells me to (throw it down to the ground?) I then float over my team's table where we're assembling intricate electronic components.

+ sitting down at the table of a group dinner party. This is a room separate from the others, everyone at the table is a stranger except my g/f is sitting next to me (to my left). I have a moment of deja vu as I see the woman to her left sitting down and think "that's the time when she sat there," and I think that the people here at the table do want to sit close, so as to be able to join in the conversation . I say to the table about how we have our own private room. Then it comes time to go outside (in our swim suits?), and my g/f appears standing next to me in skimpy underwear, the guys's eyes at the table bug out looking at her. Someone comments "she's naked, she doesn't have a swim suit!" Outside peope are also sitting at tables and a young boy complains to me that he got put at the old folks' table, and he's going to be bored.
pretty good night, woke a lot

I've had some lucids over the past 2 weeks but have made no time to write them down until now.

Basement

Became lucid in the basement of a house. Ran outside looking for my house (whenever I'm lucid IN MY HOUSE, for some reason I assume it's the wrong house) I call out to Asuka a few times. I try Time Dilation instead (Have no idea if my/Hukif's method works, it gives a bit longer lucids but not by much.) I put my hand on the ground and count the spaces between my fingers (this method of counting is what works for me instead of staring at one spot.) Each time the amount of fingers i have doubles making more spaces to count as unit of time. The extra fingers look fake. I count to 90 but the counting seems super sped up. Then I see I have hundreds of tiny black fingers that are so small it's impossible to count between them. By now the distortions are crushing me so I jump really high to escape them. I land on the sidewalk and the dream begins to black out. (No panic here this is very common trying this method, I usually enter another dream instantly lucid.

FA, Instantly lucid in the basement. I find a mirror where I look like a woman. I try to take my top off to see myself but keep getting more shirts underneath. I start looking like my normal self again. Decide o look for Raven so I call out to her again, Walking through doors trying to make hem a portal to her dream.

I come out the front of the house. There's 2 women outside that look like fake Ravens. I ask them if they are raven. They look kind of scared and don't even answer. I say, "I know a way to prove you are not raven." So I attack them knowing raven would fight back. A woman who may have been asuka runs up to me and asks me to stop attacking children. I keep saying this isn't my house and none of these people are raven. Asuka says it IS my house. I still don't know it's Asuka so I decide to attack her next by taking her hair and throwing her by the hair a few houses down. I run up to her but she teleports me back to the basement. I run out the door again when I wake up.


Why is my dream self so violent and psycho???

Random lucid

I was in a basement in a giant building. I was on some weird sciency tech team studying parallel universes. Me and some woman go to the parallel universe through a door. We exit the building and both agree that this exit is in a different location than the one we are use to.

Some time later I'm running through a part of the building that is under construction. I find i can jump high and do Parkour stuff. This makes me lucid. And it transfers to outside some how. I start flying in the air and see an angelic being or Jesus, something like that so I decide to attack him for some reason?. I go to grab him but exit the dream.

Bjork explains

I fly down to some cabin in the woods type house that is also kind of fancy. Asuka is standing by Bjork. I tell Bjork I'm lucid now. She said she remembered something from the blank spaces she has between dreams, she remembered talking to her boyfriend. (the periods when awake apparently in this state she remembers waking life as if they are fleeting dreams). She says no wonder I was hesitant to be so involved. I told her that i read an interview where she mentioned a boyfriend. She touches y face and smiles. Her face changes from older to younger and tells me to just let these dreams be what they are. I say yes I'm fine with that. The dream ends fast.




Tricky

Me and my brother were in some weird building inside of a mountain. We kept going into an elevator that led to a giant spinning room where a ghost or something killed you and then you were teleported into the hallway again.

After a few times my brother went on ahead somewhere else. I ran into a group of guys wanting to try the same room. They told me you had to pour salt water on the ghost and handed me a glass. We all went into the spinning room, and when the ghost appeared we all poured salt water on it. It turned into a solid-ish girl with brown hair, maybe a friendly looking older Samara... if that's even possible. She smiled at me and I smiled back. Then gave me an evil mean face. One of the guys said That he thinks she likes me and I should ask her out. I just shrug and wake up.

Beam

I'm walking with Roland from the dark tower. We are in a rundown city with old rusted cars everywhere. We run into a guy by a mechanic shop wearing greased overalls. Roland asks him if he seen the path of the beam? The man saiys his basement was built to follow it a ways. Roland asks if his basement goes all the way to the dark tower? The man says no. Roland follows the man inside. I wait outside and look up in the sky and wonder why we can't see the path of the beam in the sky anymore?

I gain lucidity then I start melting as spit my whole body gets drench in saliva I stare and keep staring as my eyes start thining about darkness a sudden shock then I'm cover in spit trying to wash myself off but when I wash myself of more saliva and spit start forming around me then I notice I was already clean

Date of Dream: SAT 9 DEC - 2017



Dream No. 240 - Separated Sections

Dream 240 A - Mixed Choir Competition
I forgot where I was at the time but Mr H was offering for me to come with him and the school choir and help them out at the Waverley Choral Eisteddfod. He said to meet the rest of the members at Monash University at 6:00 PM. When I got home, I told my mum what I was doing and where I was going to go. I was then in the bedroom of the old house, picking what to wear. I thought, “because they're all wearing black, I guess they'd like me to wear black too”. I couldn't find all items in black... The denim jacket I had over the top was going to be skin-toned. ML then appeared in my room and told me I was going to be wearing the Killester Performance Shirt on the top... And then she disappeared again.

Another scene was playing in my bedroom, it was like two scenes at a time... I was standing still in my bedroom, watching the other scene being played. Mr H had finally boarded the Killester bus but it was a few minutes past 6. It then solely went back to my bedroom. I hadn't even left the house and so I was now worried that I was going to be late and even miss the event altogether. I went to my mum in the kitchen and she addressed the exact same thing about me being late. I eventually came up with a solution to the problem that I would ensure I arrived at the venue on time.

My mum did say, “You're already late, you might as well just give it a miss” and then I said to her, “Don't worry mum, I've actually got a solution”. Then she looked at me in a funny way and she goes, “Don't tell me, it's that creepy friend of yours”... She was referring to Dreamy WB. I got highly offended from that statement and I said to my mum straight away in defence “no it isn't. My guide's taking me”. I tried to make it sound to my mum like someone completely different was taking me so she'd stop making fun of Dreamy WB.

I was then in the driveway of my current house and that's where the calling ceremony took place. As my mum was standing nearby, watching my every move, I made it very clear to call for “guide” and not mention any name at all. I walk right up to the edge of the driveway and call up the court, “guide, where are you?”. After that, my mum disappears and five women appear in the driveway, just in front of the right garage door. Upon further inspection, they're all Dreamy WB... So bascially (and weirdly), there are five copies of Dreamy WB in this dream!

I examine them further and use the copies that I think most resemble the real WB, as they are all dressed and made-up in different ways, some copies even had light skin and blonde hair!! The first copy I approached had the correct skin tone but her hair was tinged slightly red with a frizzy updo and she had an innocent disposition on her face. She was wearing a white shirt and a white headband with black trousers. This is the one I went to for a hug and she returned the hug long and hard.

The second copy I approached was the transport arrangement I had planned. This copy resembled the real WB the most and may have in fact been the leader of the Dreamy WB group. This one had the appearance of the typical plain black afro and she was wearing a red trench coat with some plain jeans. She rose up slightly into the air and moved into a sitting position, inviting me to climb onto her lap.

Once I was on her lap, she locked me in with her arms and ensured I was comfortable, then she slowly rose a couple of centimetres again, and then shot off like a rocket. The dream was now a really fast blur of travelling down Wellington Road and I could tell this was the right road as a lot of the buildings and other landmarks resembled the geography in real life. I couldn't feel Dreamy WB at all because we were going so fast... All I could feel was the wind rushing past me. And then the dream ended there before I reached the uni.

Dream 240 B - Bullied By The Community
I was surfing on my Instagram account when I noticed that this user called “sml.fan.4” (or some name like that) made a reference on their profile about what I had said in my “about me” section on my profile. They were humiliating me for the fact that I said “I go to school” and I still hadn't updated the information. They said something else in their statement that I was worse but I don't remember what it was specifically.

Now this case was an Instagram wide controversy and there were over 176,800 likes, comments and shares. There was a comment from Tito Jimenez who was standing up for me and I gave it a like. Next, there was this comment from HL who was also standing up for me. In her comment, she was referring to something with “heaven” or “heavens sake”, I know it was religiously oriented. HL's comment had some sub-replies. One from no one I knew and then another one after that, that was from WB.

The sub-comment from WB was really bad and she was on the side of humiliating me. Within this comment were all these photos of me and her that she probably might have stored on her phone in the dream. She must have done something on Photoshop or some other photo editing program as she had drawn all these moustaches or other silly features on my sides of the photos. I only had a look at the sub-comment quickly and so didn't have enough time to examine all the photos. By the time I got back to try and look at the comment, it wasn't there... I figured WB deleted it as she knew I would be on to look at it now.

I forgot the next scene in the dream and so I'll skip to recounting near the end of the dream. I am in this unknown, indoor open space and there are these small pedestal tables with a book on them. I look at one of the books and it is interesting, out of the photos WB put on the Instagram comment before, she made them into a book. She was then actually approaching the book to grab it but I stopped her right in her tracks. I was actually mad at her this time. I asked her why she did what she did and she said she didn't do anything. I can't remember anymore of this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None



I'm back on the web now. I tried to open this site and keep it open for at least 30 seconds and it worked as my computer fan wasn't escalating in that time... So thank goodness, that's a relief. Additionally, I haven't remember any dreams for SUN 10 DEC.

Fell asleep at: 1:00 AM

Woke up at: 5:00 AM



Dream:

I'm in my Chemistry class. My teacher is sitting at his computer, you'll find out what that entails in a second.

My old friend-turned-acquaintance JJ is sitting to my right, incessantly complaining about....something. He's alsonot doing the assignment at hand, instead making one of those paper fortune-telling things. He directs his ire over to the teacher and doesn't. Shut. UP.


I HAVE to tell him something.


I tell him something along the lines of "Dude, shut the hell up. That's the FIFTH fucking time you said that. Be quiet, show some respect, and do your freaking work." Oddly enough, the class doesn't respond, but he sure does. He says something like, "How can I respect a teacher that can't freaking teach? Playin' games n' shit, damn..." See, in real life, my Chemistry teacher is, well, kind of a shy, bumbling newbie. During the course of his time at the school, everybody's been giving him crap. This carried over quite spectacularly into the dream.


Anyway, this sent me over the edge, but I know better than to act on emotion or instinct. I tell him, "It doesn't matter. He's the teacher, you're the student, so let him teach."


And just after I say that, my brother walks inside the classroom and hands me some car keys. I don't know exactly why he did this, and the dream ended shortly after that, but that wasn't what was important.


NOTES:

1. The same thing happened today during class. My classmates were actively taunting the teacher, one of them got especially unreasonable, and I told her off. No, I didn't cuss to such an extent as here. God, they're annoying.... Er, sorry, rant mode.

2. I think this is one of the few times I ever completely acted like myself in the dream. To be honest, this dream was kind of therapeutic. I don't even know if I was lucid or not, it was that accurate.

I do not remember how it started, but a few of us had a mission. On this mission included Matthew, Andersson, Josefine, Jack, and myself. We started off in a local park like area, but there were not many trees. Some of the pathways were concrete, while others were dirt paths. The dirt paths were quite muddy, and many of us did not want to ruin our shoes, so we tried to stick to the concrete paths. Andersson ran off somewhere, and Matthew ran ahead of us to scout the area. It already was becoming a bit dark, so me, Jack, and Josefine ran besides each other, with Jack in the center. Jack was the slowest, so we all stayed at his pace. The run took us a lot longer than expected, though, as we had to take many detours to stay on the concrete path.

We were all of a sudden in some desert like area, with huge sand dunes. I vaguely remember a tour being given to some children, but it was just myself and Matthew at this point. I do not remember having any regard to where the others were. Matthew and I began to scale one of the dunes. It felt like we were getting nowhere, and then all of a sudden, the scene changed.

I was now in some dark sewer, and I had a sword with me. I was on a walkie talkie with Josefine, although I still did not know where she was. The sewer had a green like tint to it. There was a pipe ahead that I had to crawl through, and I hit this barrier three times. There were these sheets of flesh blocking my path, and when I touched them, they injured me. I had learned that hitting them with my sword makes them temporarily retreat out of sight. I came across a turn in the pipe, with a set up similar to before: some barrier, followed by some fleshy sheets. As I passed that, I came across some fleshy protrusion that was glowing. Hitting it did nothing, but it all of a sudden transformed into this floating plant monster. It used range attacks, but I also somehow had a bow, so I began firing arrows at it until it died. I had to pass one more barrier/sheet combo, which led me to an open area filled with these bats that began to attack me. I quickly crawled back through the area and tried to access my inventory to get a shock trap, but my "controls" weren't working and I ended up losing all of my health.

I appeared in some prison cell area, and Matthew was there as well. He did not seem to be bothered by this. Jack, Josefine, and Andersson were all nowhere to be seen. This creature, that was about 2 meters tall, and looked like a cross between an orc and Jason Vorhees, talked to us in an oddly seductive way, and told us that we were able to go. I had questioned where everyone else was, and he just laughed. I noticed a door beside him, and I felt a presence behind it, so I opened it. Andersson was there, and so I told the creature that we were taking him back. The orc creature just shrugged, and allowed it. I pulled up a map, which looked like a Terraria map but for some reason was a map for Runescape, and I planned our best route to leave without running into more of these creatures in the forest. It involved walking south along the gate, and then just continuing eastwards until we reached Draynor Village. The scene changed.

We were in some sort of futuristic sky bar restaurant. A view of some city was down below, and we were all sitting at a table. Some noteable people there were Matthew, Andersson, Dominik, Sue, this guy with a strange haircut, and this black woman. There was no table, and we were all sitting on folding chairs that we had arranged in a way that would make you guess a table was there. Matthew's coworkers were also there, and so he left the table to go and talk to them. I began telling some of the things that I remembered before I went in the sewer. "After the forest, we somehow found ourselves in this desert on the outskirts of it. It did have some people there, though, as it seemed as if they gave tours of the area. Then all of a sudden I was knocked unconscious. I remember having to complete a word search that consisted of 12 words. When I completed that, I was in these sewers."

I continued. "We wouldn't have escaped without the help of Sue (an Asian DC I had never seen before, nor had she appeared earlier in the dream) and this guy (the guy with the weird hair that I had never seen before)." Then all of a sudden, things began to hit me. It took a while, but I got everyone to be quiet, and then I began to tell a more detailed account of what had happened. "There were 6 of us. Me, Matthew..." I began to cry, but I forced back the tears so I could continue talking. "Jack, Andersson, Sue, and the guy I still don't know the name of." I told them about how Jack had died, and the loss of a friend had really shaken us up. Matthew came back in the room, with some girl from his work, and was confused as to why we were getting emotional. He told us that everyone is going to play this big game, and that they were waiting for us. It seemed as if he had forgotten the events already, and so I told him we will come down in two minutes.

Andersson finally spoke, and clearly was shaken. He told me he was thankful that the both of us came back to look for him, and that Matthew and I are great friends to him. He gave me a hug, and then someone suggested we do a group hug. I told them that we should have a group hug only including those of us who have went through this experience together. The random guy, Andersson, the black woman, and two other guys joined in a group hug (it seems somehow our party is growing?). Sue was reluctant to join in a group hug, so I told her to just put her hands on the shoulders of the two people closest to her if she was more comfortable than that, and she was.

The scene changed, and everyone who took part in the group hug all of a sudden appeared in the sewers: the same sewers that I was in before, right before I reached the tunnel filled with the barriers and fleshy sheets. And this time, we were unarmed. All of the memories flooded back to me, and then I woke up.

Date of Dream: FRI 8 DEC - 2017



Dream No. 239 - Tricky Clock And Fingers
Lucid Dream 8

I don't remember how the dream started. From where I remember, I was walking down the main corridor at Waverley Gardens Shopping Centre. I ended up seeing CF there but she didn't want to talk to me and I thought to myself “why?”. Apparently she was too busy hanging out with E.Gen and I.Hick who were walking down the corridor just after her. A few seconds later and I saw CF's dad, trying to say hello to him but he said nothing back.

The next scene took place at my current house. I forgot what I was doing at the time but my dad ended up turning on the TV. Channel 7 news was playing and there was this interesting concept that the TV viewer could “get up close and take a selfie”. When I got in front of the TV, precisely I appeared like I was the one actually starring on the news... So therefore, the TV was actually a TV/mirror. I got my phone and positioned myself the way I wanted to on the TV and then took a few photos. Once I looked at the photos myself, I thought they were amazing... One shot showed me standing next to some gold statue amongst the pyramids of Egypt.

The dream flowed well and rather didn't skip to the third scene, but I walked to the third scene myself. I went down the stairs to see what my brother was doing in his bedroom. Just then, all of a sudden, this random guy comes barging into the downstairs area. I stick my head out my brother's door and see a man with black curly hair wearing a Chisholm t-shirt and carrying a cardboard box full of paper. I don't how he just let himself in like that... I said to him, “excuse me, but rather than just letting yourself in, could you please knock next time?”.

He said sorry very quickly and then was telling me that he was here to deliver my diploma results. He then told me how I was doing great things over there at the moment and that I will just do so much better in the next stage; I mentally knew he was referring to organisation of the cultural day which is exactly what took place in real life. Then I stuck my head into my brother's room and chilled until I thought of what to do next. I saw the cat sitting on the tiles, slapping her tail onto the ground many times. Eventually I went up to my bedroom but the cat was following me.

For some reason, I now think I'm awake because I am lying in bed and I can see grey sky, out the window, as well as hearing spits of rain. I think to myself, “I hope it stops raining so grandma can see her friend”. I look over to the bedroom clock and it says 9:28, so I'm still convinced that I'm really awake. But upon staring at the number longer, the 2 starts to distort itself. I look away and look back; the clock is trying to say 9:30 but a bar is missing off the number three. I squint my eyes shut and open and now the 9:30 shows in full form. The same thing happened in respect to 9:31. The next number set on the clock is 9:57. And then the clock goes to 11:37. Now when I squint, it keeps changing time on me non-stop.

The time on the clock is going absolutely crazy and so I decide to give up that technique, now with the addition of knowing I'm certainly not awake. Still, to reinforce and question the fact if I'm dreaming, I decide to look down at my fingers. At the start, they look normal, but when I move them to one side of the room, I can only see four. I now move them across to the left and see some fingers disappearing and others slowly appearing. Additionally, my fingers were long like a witch and whenever they'd change, the bones in them would hurt really bad. I didn't want to witness the pain anymore and so I was now finally and utterly convinced that I was lucid.

At this stage, I'm actually amazed within the dream that I've finally obtained lucidity again. I then think to myself, “what do I want to do now?”. I then decided that I wanted the cat to go away. The cat kept walking into my room and I told her to shoo repeatedly. It took a while but the cat eventually slinked off and left. Once again, I thought “what do I want to do now?”... Although I was lucid, I wasn't prepared and so didn't have any intentions in mind.

Then once I had time to gather my thoughts, I said to myself, “I want to get Dreamy WB over here”. I went over to the bedroom door, stuck my head out and started calling for her. Because I was so lucid, I was so focused and persistent. I had called heaps and heaps and there was still nothing. I thought to myself, “why isn't she coming?”. I still kept calling while walking over to one of the multiple mirrors in my bedroom. I quietly said “Dreamy WB, are you there?” as I looked through the mirror.

Only in the mirror did I catch a glimpse of something amazing. In the dream dimension there was still nothing but in the mirrored dimension, a greyish-black silhouette appeared in the doorway of the bedroom and was very slowly and mysteriously approaching me from behind. When the silhouette got as close as possible, it just stood there, waiting for me to turn around and discover its identity. I turned around and indeed it was Dreamy WB in human form! Her appearance was the afro and the black pencil dress.

I was so ecstatic to see her, maybe too excited that I could wake up but she brought me back to the moment. Both she and I ended up getting onto the bed and lying down, wrapping each other in a tight hug for a few minutes. I then stuck my head out from her arms and said to her, “I'd like another dream like this”. What I was really saying to her is that I wanted another lucid dream some time soon. I mentally knew that I had nothing else to do in this dream, so I stuck my head back into her chest to prepare myself for waking up. For the whole scene, Dreamy WB was completely quiet, she didn't speak or utter a sound.

The dream eventually faded out and I was holding my Mario plush in the exact same position that I was hugging Dreamy WB in the dream. I looked at the real life clock and it said 7:34. I never went back to sleep because it took hours to recap every single detail of this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- Explorer (Have 1 lucid dream).



This was an interesting dream. The lucidity starts from the bedroom scene. What was unfortunate though is that the dream took me so much by surprise that I didn't know what I actually wanted to achieve in this dream.

so I'm in a non lucid dream trying to sustain lucidity I see a girl then I start exploding like lighting then I'm in a false awakening around my house where I try getting up then I start trying to attain a higher false replica dream body then I start cringing for a wild then I fall asleep and turn into vanilla ice cream and strart melting as spit

What happens when you have a dream when you don't get much sleep? Trust me, it isn't enjoyable.
So last night, I was asleep about an hour after I went to bed when my dog Milo licked me on the face and tried to get on my bed. After that, he left. The only problem with this is that I could NOT go to sleep afterwards. I eventually did go to sleep. Briefly. Anyway, ther dream was very abstract. I was on my bed when my friend K got on my computer. I told him not to do it but he didn't listen. He only replied with "I will push your face onto the bed" and then he did just that with his hand. He relaxed his hand and I decided to close my eyes for some reason. He then began to push so hard that I felt like my head was gonna snap open. I woke up, and then went on my phone to write about the dream. I noticed that there was a song on my phone that wasn't originally there that I decided was my dream. All of a sudden, I couldn't see in front of my and my head was permanently locked looking at the wall to the left of me. I moved a bit, and then I became semi concious. Eventually, I fell back into the dream. This cylce of dreaming and then waking up happened a few times before I decided to move from that spot. I think the reason these dreams were so abstract was because of my slightly decreased sanity in that situation.

Date: MON 4 DEC - 2017



Dream No. 235 - Separated Sections

Dream 235 A – Not Good Enough
I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was at Coles in Brandon Park Shopping Centre for some reason. I checked the internet on my phone and went to the student results page. It said that I had gotten 96.00% for accounting information systems. KG had then appeared behind me and told me that wasn't good enough and that I should be aiming for 100.00%. I said to him that he should appreciate my efforts and that I even topped EP's subject mark of 94.00%. He was still trying to say it wasn't good enough but I kept retaliating with “it's above EP's subject”.

The dream eventually changed scenes to where I was now at Waverley Gardens shopping centre. I saw WB sitting with a group of girls in front of Target and so I wanted to go and say hello to her. She was chatting with friends, including Jz.Se. from my year level, and sometimes looking at me as if she was sniggering at me to them. As soon as I got close enough, WB disappeared and turned into some stranger, a middle aged women of some sort that I couldn't identify the nationality of. I felt cut that WB performed such an act on me and so I wandered off into Target. The shelves in Target were crammed full of traditional female African clothes but nothing suitable for me.

The dream scene changed again and I was at this oval where a lot of random people were in blue guernseys, playing a game. In this scene, I still felt cut about WB. As I was walking around the fence, a guy in a black guernsey, who must have been the team captain, stopped me and spoke to me. He said something like “hey, you're the one that's going to talk to Dreamy WB, right? She told me to tell you that if you want to talk to her, you have to go in there”. This team captain guy had a warm, positive energy about him that suggests he may have been a dream guide in the past.

Back to the actual events, the team captain guy was pointing at the building that I had to go to. It was some cold looking, stone brick complex which was completely and blackly dark inside like underneath a house. All I could do was look into that cave-like place from the outside, right next to the entry way, giving short little screams.

Dreamy WB must have heard me carrying on and known I was scared as she eventually emerged from the pitch black and went to side of the entry way to greet me. She was wearing a the uniform-like outfit with her hair up in a high bun. For a few seconds to start with, we watched the players on the oval. She then turned to me to say a small array of words and then she spread her arms out, offering me a hug. I stayed locked in the hug for a minute or two before I woke up.

Dream 235 B – Scrapbooks Of Time
I think the dream started from when I was at my house and the family was wanting me to clean some my stuff off the dining room table. I find some scrapbook there and end up having a lengthy look though it. It's a compilation of all these photos from my time at Killester, almost like an informal school magazine. My dad comes behind me and asks what I am doing, I have no hesitation in showing him.

I am then actually at Killester and there a lot of those scrapbooks in this big foyer room. I am looking through and I see pictures of a lot of past students... There are some I recognised. They all had normal looks on their faces except for when I got to AD, her features were somewhat distorted and she looked angry in her photo. For some reason, her teeth were what scared me the most, I closed that scrapbook fast and was put off looking at anymore of them.

I was then actually having classes at Killester and as I walked through the corridors, I saw students from another school in a burgundy uniform with properly collared blazers. Specifically I was having music class with Ms A. WB and I ended up having a good relationship in this dream... She was accepting it when I would seemingly rub myself on her. I thought the terror of AD was over... It wasn't... She appeared behind me and was furious. Then the scene ended.

For the next scene, I was at my computer again. I looked online and saw some photos from WB's trip to America back in 2015, posted by some relative who has no known identity in this life. One of the photos was the family at a swimming pool with skyscraper-like buildings in the background. I thought to myself “Good, I will be posted this year”. That's all I can remember about this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

so this dream starts off as light an dark matter jus swirling around in space so I try to make universes while my eyes are closed so the swirling light and dark matter can do what eva it want to the bending of my will so I start crushing the darkness over and over the shutter of light flickers back and fourth then its a sudden shock everything just becomes a abyss nothing in life matter but this blind wake everything is nothingness and I want to return to the darkness over and over again as the dark matter makes up its own life I find myself upon light where I'm looking for a burning tree as I'm staring everywhere I find myself engulf in clouds under the blue moon light as I'm looking for this tree I see dream false replica forms trying to find the burning tree as well as the burning tree keeps burning it says you will attain magical powers if you find the tree that everlasting and burns for eternity as I was in the darkness the tree started to become on fire as the dark matter nightshade becomes thicker and blacker the tree goes out as the fire was never burning at all as the fire goes out on the burning tree

the abyss takes control then starts forming a fiery shade of black abyss as a tree disenagrates an turns to nothing but ashes as thy burning tree ends the story of the darkness sets in forever as the dark an light matter become more blind to itself the story of darkness never ends as the burning trees starts another fire of shame

so starting off the exile plane is the lowest vibration in the astral dimension your already in the exile plane its like waking up and getting your keys and going to the store this is the astral form of the exile plane or like exiting a theater the movies this is what the exile plane is all about exiting dream form to wake up back in still infamy now a lot of people live in still infamy and there nothing more to do but tv and computers wrong so when you dream that your in exile like alone and never being able to have contact with anybeing beside yourself you have to make up dream worlds and astral dimensions this plane of existence is by far the best dimension of all astral planes to make it to the exile plane all you have to do is wake up exiting a dream you past had yet you have to always remember how you got out of that dream an woke up upon still infamy now in still infamy we sleep we watch tv we play games this is how you control the exile plane its reality amplified by dreaming now to induce a exile plane dream all you have to do is think and your in the exile plane. NOw for the dream false replica body this is where your dreaming and you wake up in your dreams as someone else that's happens a lot for a lot of people how to notice your false replica dream form is for how you to decide how you want to dream in the after life in the false replica dream form you take on different characteristic then your usual reality form as your dreaming in this body you take control of their entire aspect of their life as your own yet its always the same thing over and over you have to notice when thus happen your exiting dream to wake up in still infamy for a reason if you were to plunge in a dream where you kept dreaming you would of never made it to the exile plane yet in the false replica form you know the difference between you and yourself

Date of Dream: THU 30 NOV - 2017



Dream No. 231 - The Local Chase

I don't remember how the dream started exactly. I felt like it started from the point where I was already being chased. My mum, dad and brother were after me for something and all I felt I could do was get away. They were chasing me around the local area, up Haverbrack Drive. I eventually turned right and go down down a hill that led to the creek track. It was while going down the hill that I started to perceive Dreamy WB's energy... Without even calling her. It's like she already knew that something was wrong.

During the remainder of the chase, Dreamy WB would help me in different forms. Part way down the hill, it felt like she was carrying me and I could see an arm around me... Therefore a partly visible, physical form. Down the second half of the hill, I couldn't see anything, rather I felt like I was being propelled by something invisible. I would run for a few steps and then when I got pushed, I felt like I was a surfboard floating on mid-air. Although her forms were different, one common aspect was that I never saw her face to face... So she always had a sense of mystery about her.

Her energy died down as soon as I got on the track and they got a lot closer to me again. For the first part of the track run, they were hot on my tail. It got to a point where the track was diverging into a lot of paths, three of them to be exact. They were all catching up and so I had to decide fast. I assessed all the paths and it seemed like the middle one was the one to take. I said to myself that the middle one had the most shade and where there are trees, there's Dreamy WB.

As soon as I entered that path, the propelling motion took place again. When Dreamy WB thought I'd gotten far enough away from them, she'd stopped propelling me and chucking me about like a ball. I now found that I was able to run faster than before but the path was now dirt and it was very bendy and hilly. No matter how fast I ran, I never lost my balance and fell. While running, I literally asked myself, “why are they chasing me?”. The dream had moved scenes on me.

I was at some random get together with random people who were apparently family friends in the dream. I had approached a blue square table with food on it. There were some white plastic chopsticks which I used to put a piece of chocolate cake onto my plate. I then used the same chopsticks to grab hold of a lollipop. Once I looked up again, I could see that all my mum, dad and brother weren't happy with me, so I dropped everything and started running.

The chase scenes were repeating themselves. In the exact same way, I ran up Haverbrack Drive. Dreamy WB was carrying me in the exact same way, mysteriously without revealing her appearance, just the brown arm. Only this time, when Dreamy WB was about to transition to her second method, I woke up. So I think the reason they were chasing me was because I used the same chopsticks for both the cake and the lollipop and they didn't like it.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None



I find it quite interesting that when I asked, "why are they chasing me?". The dream actually ended up showing me. This is progress because a couple of weeks ago, I said I wanted to know the intention behind bad things in dreams. And then what's really cool is how the dream repeated itself in exactly the same way with the exact sequence of events, like it took me back in time.

Date of Dream: TUE 28 NOV - 2017



Dream No. 230 - The Useless Outskirts Of Town

I don't remember what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, I was walking around in a suburb with not many houses around. I was looking for a toilet but was annoyed because I had to go all the way to the centre of town... No houses in this area had a toilet. I then remembered that there was in fact one house in the area with a toilet and it was Dreamy WB's. A subconscious message came to me that she lived nearby in the woods. As there became more and more trees, I knew I was getting close. I eventually saw this small wooden house with a scruffy looking fence on an almost bare block of land.

The dream scene transitioned to me being inside the house as if Dreamy WB had already let me in. I told her what I needed and she led me into a room with two chairs where she and I sat down. We ended up talking to each other for a very long time, for what had felt like half the dream, but it was a nice moment and we spoke about a lot of different topics. She then told me the reason for having a toilet in her house. She then said that the toilet was just next door and I could use it whenever I wanted to. I entered the toilet by myself. The dream scene then changed completely.

I was in my own house and my dad was constantly coming after me. He wanted to hurt me by trying to stick thumb tacks onto my bare back. He was able to prick me with a few of them but they didn't fully pierce through. That scene ended when he cornered me at the fridge. The last scene was my mum and I at some unknown place... It looked like the place in Dream No. 223 where my mum fell into the porridge.

This time, the patio was surrounded with some vermilion tinted water. Both my mum and I lost our balance and fell backwards into the water... Or did we? We didn't enter the liquid, rather we were bounced off of it and ended up back on the patio, standing. I looked down at the water, examining it and why it didn't swallow us. I came to the realisation that Dreamy WB was still an influence in the dream... She rescued us. My mind pictured that she took control of the water, hence the vermilion mirage illusion on its surface. That's all I can remember about this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

Guitar

I was semi lucid tuning and playing a guitar next to an old teacher. I tried singing as well to see if I could sound just like in WL without distortion.It worked so I sang loud and played the notes. My fingers on the chord was right on with the sound but not knowing the professional chords and playing from heart it was kind of messy

Calm Bravery

I was invited to a party by Gordon,saw him tweet something and liked it, than watched as others went to the party and liked his message as well. The message was something about facing hardships and prevailing.

Later on in the dream I’m in the sky watching a safari. The lady travels in the Jeep to the beach like I thought than gets out and into the water with the camera man/guy who protects her and goes closer to the sharks. She is twirling slowly as the water pushes her while doing nothing as to not be seen by the sharks that go around her. I become her and must keep calm while I ask the guy why she had to do something like that. The water slowly goes down as I wait and listen to the guy and slightly realize it’s a dream. When the ocean finally goes all the way down I end up in a room where I release my birds and watch them while being careful of predator.I also had a new bird I called twitchy.