non-lucid

Hi everyone!

I had a dream last night, it was set in my current workplace, and I had some new work colleagues. One was a person I recognised from my old workplace..! A person who famously thought they were above working at work.. I was trying to tell my colleagues about our history.

I woke up then, feeling like that really happened..!

I'm already tired and it's only 6:23 P M! Well, I will go to bed early.

It was 5,880 words and I had 3 Lucid Dreams. That might be a personal best on word counts.

(ZZZZZZZZZ)

Going to bed really early, I must have fallen asleep before 7:30. That's great.

First round of dreams. I'm not sure if I woke up directly from the dream. I forgot which way the numberical scale went, but it was easier to remember than most first-round of dreams.

I'm sure I forgot earlier, earlier stuff. I think I had a girlfriend. Maybe M C. I remember talking with her. I remember playing some kind of baseball game. Except, there was no pitcher. I was going to have to pitch the ball to myself and then run to the home plate and hit it from there. The ball was red, I think. I had no idea how to coordinate all this, but they wanted me to be first up to bat. I told them I need someone else to go first so I can observe their technique. I think G F was there.

Next scene I remember is being at Nana's. Being on her couches in her living room with Dad, Uncle C, and other relatives. something about Dad and Uncle C Smoking something. There was also the basis for some kind of meeting, perhaps W A, from which the woman and I related.

Then I remember a part with this packet. In the packet there ws a paper that said something bad about certain groups of people. I took the pamplet apart, and just crossed out the name of the group of people, to replace it with "Smokers". Someone almost caught me doing that. I quickly scrambled to fold all the pages back together. There were big drawings of some kind of animals I had to fold back along the creases. I think I also waited around a corner for someone.

In an office kind of place, I remember making a lot of noise as I headed for the shower. Not sure why. There was this part I forgot. But then O A and C V came to the shower. (Before I was un-dressed.) And started to annoy me. I particularly remember O A pinching me. The bullying felt really severe. D G also came by. Eventually I agreed to leave there and go live somewhere else if they just gave me time to gather my stuff from the locker room, and look up one more thing in the online database. D G was holding up my pad lock to show everyone the deal was being done.

I remember I had a text book. I forgot the subject matter but I was trying to look up one particular concept to review from various points in the book. I was in the middle school library of my middle school. G D came up from behind me with another book. She told me it was an Earth Science kind of book. There were various calculations in there. it also showed how there were mushroom types of creatures living in space. They were white and the red caps were actually a separate organism or item that joined them over time. I remember the dream gave a vivid demonstration as G D explained it to me. However, I wasn't interested. I just wanted the specific thing from my book. After I got my online query met, I would have to use library computers from then on.

I remember R from A C A had been sponsoring a woman in A A. He also was the treasurer of this A A meeting. The only problem was, he had been drinking lots of vodka on Fridays. I kept thinking how he was in Vietnam. And how I guess A A elders could drink if they wanted. I told everyone I thought he was great, ignoring the news about his drinking.

I also just remembered a part of being in a really hot room. And if I just opened a little window the hot air could get out.

I remember going on this web forum. I was going to make a thread title like "Linkin Park - Meteora" or some other "Artist - Title" and then a list of songs. Then, I realized that I never listened to the songs anyone else posted. So I decided to go and do that. It showed someone whose forum name I forgot, posting something. Maybe a Spanish name. Then the person who replied said something in English and also included a Spanish translation. Something about the same song. I don't quite remember what it was.

There was something with M from Grey sheet. He was doing a share in a meeting. A share about how he wanted to do his art or prepare for his movie but he had to think about others first. The fake-ness made me cringe, like a similar share I had heard in waking life that day. Not really fakeness because I don't think he even knew he was faking. Not only that but it was just really negative self-talk.

I think there was one more thing before I woke up. But I don't know what it was!

Okay, back to bed. I typed those because If I RBFA the first round of dreams I don't think I will re-remember it.

(ZZZZZZZZZ)

Round 2 of dreams was largely lost in RBFA. With round 2 of dreams I usually don't need to get up to use the bath room so I stay in bed and think them through. I will usually remember a good amount but I'm unable to re-remember it all later. However, I guess the sleepiness factor is still such that I drift off to sleep in the middle of thinking, 'If I stay still I can keep getting more details.' I eventually hope to find a solution to this.

So, as stated, there was a bunch I forgot.

One part in my high school's drive way that I had OTTOTT but couldn't remember more of.

Something with D F (friend from college) maybe discussing medicine in 24 S bathroom. Too vague.

There was a dance party in an auditorium thing that I remembered. I didn't have the ideal clothes though.

In the next part, I was on some kind of blog or social media site. K had an account there. She was on my friends list but not actively looking at my posts. it was like a dream journal blog. Someone else had came along and made a nice comment. I appreciated it but wondered why K wasn't interested in me any more. The other person's name started with M. (It wasn't anyone from waking life.)

So like I said, I had an RBFA, and forgot the other 50% or more. I guess its not until the third REM cycle that I'm really forming solid memories.

(ZZZZZZZZZ)

Round 3 of dreams had a lot of continuity with Round 2 due to not moving between rounds. It began at 24 (which is what I will call my parents old house from now on.)

I remember another scene where someone had parked their car in the wrong place. Something like that. There was a giant dog, like 12 feet tall. A black dog. Meant to guard the place. So it approached the place and went through the gate. The gate was only a frame and had no bars in the middle. It walked right up to where the car was. Only now it was a bunch of kids cowering there. It was really cold out. I think the dog didn't detect them, and walked away.

I remember seeing the little kids, then being one of them from the first-person. We decided to run back inside. Because it was freezing cold, we thought it would feel weird to move our ankles. But we made a bee-line for the house. There were icy puddles we had to go around. It was night time. And kinda scary. Something, maybe a dog or a big bird, came up to get us. I think the dream shifted before anything happened.

Then I was going through something with being in a relationship with K. But she needed space and I wasn't picking up on that. She was kind of pushing me away though. Anyway we were in an auditorium like the earlier dream. Only this time, sitting around having a meeting. K was the chair person. She said how she was tired of sitting next to the same person on the train every morning. (Meaning, me.) Someone in front shared. Then M B shared about T R, who was behind her, diagonal by one spot to her left. They were a couple. I forgot what she said. B F, another row behind T R, said that he could hear singing. It was a joke though, because there was no singing. He was just pretending.

I remember looking at a little philips head screw, formulating a share in my mind. I wanted to tell everyone about my dreams so far. It occurred to me that I had been dreaming a long time. I remembered one scene of a black silhouette kind of figure becoming someone else. That's what made me feel like there had been so many parts of rounds 2 and 3 I forgot.

S S was sharing. I thought to myself that since K was the chair person for the meeting, maybe I would be better off not sharing. Because, I didn't think she would want to hear me even more! And I could process it later.

For round 3 of dreams, I woke up directly from the dreams, I think, and the parts I did remember were fairly easy. I had some brain fog. (WUDD-5?) But one thing I think that cost me a lot of details was I needed the rest room within 5 minutes of waking up. I still think of the dreams as I go, but I think having to move kind of dis-lodges them. Once I lay back down I can resume some recall.

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Round 4 of dreams seemed a little smaller. Actually it took a while to fall asleep after having difficulty recalling rounds 2 and 3. I almost thought I'd get up and write them. But sleep did come.

I remember one part where there was an Eckhart Tolle voice. He was saying a story about how two guys had listened to his talks and decided the world was too noisy so they went somewhere quiet and peaceful. But he said it as a silly joke because of the "wherever you go there you are" thing. I think that it's true to some extent but also a peaceful and quiet place is still better than a noisy place.

I also dreamed about a hot glue gun. I was using it on my desk at 24. There were metal inserts which provided the glue. I remember having trouble operating it. The room was bright. I think some glue leaked and burned my hand. I tried to un-plug it. Nothing was working.

There was a third part but once I thought of the Eckhart Tolle and hot glue gun parts, the third part had vanished!

I reviewed those in my mind, re-played rounds 2 and 3, and eventually drifted to sleep again.

(ZZZZZZZZZ)

I got back to sleep without much difficulty. The first thing I can remember is heading to 24 and knowing mom and sister were moving out. I hoped that mom would leave one mattress in the house so I could sleep there if I wanted to, until it was sold.

As I approached the house, I saw that mom was putting a mattress in the back of the moving truck. She was throwing a bunch of stuff in there. It wasn't in boxes or organized in any way. She was just tossing everything right in it. The moving truck was in the slanted drive-way. When I tried to walk up along side it, she got mad at me and said to go around and up the steps.

I tried to go up the steps part but there was a towel covering the path between the bushes. Also I was afraid there would be a spider in there, even though she said there wouldn't. I walked back around by the truck and went inside.

Mom was also dismissive once I got inside. I sat on some couches. I wanted to type my dreams. My sister let me use her lap top briefly, but then needed it back. So, I never got to type them. One theme of tonight's dreams was trying to type my dreams somewhere, because I kept letting myself RBFA and hold them in my head all night. I think I tried it at least 3 times in various non-lucid dreams.

I remember one short scene, maybe when I was on the way to somewhere. I was driving down a road. A car backed out of a drive way and some how went on a slant that had their car perpendicular to the ground. Like the drivers side of the car was parallel with the ground. Kind of hard to explain. I didn't become lucid but I wondered how that was physically possible, without the car flipping over.

There must have been some stuff I forgot. FSH. I remember I had a job though. It was kind of like being a store clerk. I remember some people came in. They had Chicago accents. I remember imitating it or noticing it. They thought I was making fun of them. "No, I like Chicago accents!" I said. "I wouldn't mock them." The accents were very subtle but pretty cool.

A big fellow gave me 20 dollars. I figured it was for the store. I went to look for where to put it. There was a donations box on the wall. M C tried to tell me to put it there. But it didn't seem quite right.

My employer was behind the counter. He had brown hair. I think his name was Chris or something else with a "C". I was waiting for him to demonstrate stuff to me. He seemed like he would be busy for a while so I decided to go do some typing. I figured I would type up my work experience so far to help me process it, and then make some notes about the dreams I hadn't written yet while I was there. I knew I was on the clock so I had to make it work-related some how. I kept justifying it in my mind.

I was thinking of where my Lenovo lap top was. It must have been in my back pack. Since I had moved to a new place to get this job. Instead of using that, I found the computer lab. It had a bunch of monitors. I remember looking at an old school computer and noticing the slow computer speed. But there seemed to be enough operating speed to type words without any lag in a basic note pad.

M from Florida was a few seats to my left. He was reading his old journals out loud. One of them said something like, "I don't want to sit near Charles." I was trying not to let his reading out loud bother me while I tried to type, but it made it difficult to concentrate. I wanted to ask him to stop talking out loud and just think in his head since I was doing my work in my head and quietly. Before asking him to adjust, I figured I would go get my ear muffs.

He asked me about the computer set-up. I said that I wanted to put the key board and mouse on my lap for better arm positioning.

The key board was such that if I pressed one key there would be a corresponding spot on the screen that would get dimmer. So I experimented with different keys. Once it was dimmed all the way, I would use the up arrow, at the top right of the key board, to bring the brightness back up. I only managed to actually write a little bit. In a dream I am easier to distract!

Then one of the manager people came in and told me it seemed like I had a cold, or asthma. Because I kept on blowing my nose and coughing or sneezing. He said that I could go on sick leave. 'And still get paid?' I thought. 'Sounds good!'

Before we got up and left I remember seeing this website with some yellow design. It said something about June 2018 and how I had kept my job all this time. However, even during the dream, I knew that June 2018 was this current month and so it was funny that it wasn't a long time. But they had a lot of articles about it. I think this may have been when the dream rolled the credits. It might have been later but I will just describe it now. My dream rolled credits which had a bunch of character names who had played the parts. I knew it was a dream when I saw the credits roll because my dream sometimes likes to roll credits after a scene.
So, I followed the manager guy out of the office. I noticed it was dark outside already but only 4 or 5 P M. I realized that I wouldn't really want to work that late due to it causing me to drive past dark to get home. I wondered why I signed up in the first place. I kept walking down the hall.

We got further down the hall to someone at a desk. He was in a blue shirt with a silver name tag. I figured he was like the owner, or an executive. I was thirsty and had an empty cup. He had a water cooler. It was green but it had some plants growing in it and looked gunky. I remember 2 or 3 water spickets with maybe red, blue and yellow knob things. I wanted some water but was afraid this water would be contaminated.

Now that I think of it, it was day time outside again. There were big glass windows over here. Paul Rudd was to my left. He asked me if I wanted some water. Or if I thought something was wrong with it. I said that I didn't trust the water's cleanliness, but didn't want to insult the guy at the desk. In case my concerns were coming more from my O C D instead of there really being a problem. I explained that sometimes there is a time to speak up about something but I wasn't sure if this was that time. Paul Rudd started crying. He said something like, "That's the most beautiful thing I've ever heard." I think this was where that part ended. I might have briefly woken up in my bed but I'm not sure.

Then I was looking at a web-site again. One of the thumb nails was a book called, "Where does feminism lead?" The words were all in something like times new roman except the word "lead" which was in thick blue script. The back ground was white and the text was dark blue.

Then it showed a couple in a high-end cafe. The man was seated with a donut thing and a piece of chocolate cake on top of it. He was about to take a bite with it in his hands. "You know that's a chocolate cake on a donut, right?" His girl friend said as she sat to join him. He acknowledged it, and put the donut down. But then took a giant bite of the chocolate cake part which was half of it. Then the dream flipped from showing her face to his face and his appearance changed to a guy with short blond hair.

This might have been where the credits rolled. I'm also not sure if the dream ended and I woke up briefly, or if I just went right on dreaming.

(ZZZZZZZZZZ?)

I remember walking up some stairs with another fellow up to a meeting room. There were a bunch of open cabinets. They were made of nice finished wood and I wanted to dust them. There were paper towels on one cabinet. A man sat in a soft arm chair.

I had an idea that I might get a job here if I helped enough. The man told me it might be an A C A meeting and that he was a therapist. He said that if I paid attention to him, I might find out when the meeting was! That was exciting because I wanted an in-person group to attend. Well, then I looked around and saw people seated all around the room. 'The meeting must be now!' I thought. 'What great timing!'

He proceeded to tell me all the rules. I felt more like I was at an overly critical A A meeting. The guys there were pretty harsh. The share time was 3 minutes but one guy said if I shared over 50 seconds I'd be made wrong. It started to seem like a bad environment.

Someone was smoking. Apparently they smoked in here despite the laws. That meant that when I had worked here before I had been exposed to third hand smoke! How infuriating. More people began to light up. 'Okay,' I thought. 'I want to be at the meeting so maybe I'll just open a window.' When I went near a window to open it, no one objected. I opened it but saw that 3 people right near the window were smoking, too. 'They're not gonna stop smoking. I gotta leave.'

I started yelling, "Scum bags! Scum bags!" and left in a hurry. "Scum bag!" They called out after me. I was really angry. I ran down the stairs extra fast so they wouldn't chase me. I even jumped and slid down a pole.

Guys with golf clubs appeared to catch me as I ran away. "He's gonna get hit by the train! Let's wedge him!" they called out. I saw the train tracks and wondered if they were going to beat me up then act like the train did it.

I turned to the left to run that way, but more guys with golf clubs appeared 20-30 feet ahead. I was feeling a lot of that trapped, dream-like fear. 'This is really bad!' I thought. 'I'm gonna get beaten up by golf clubs!'

Then the thoughts started to enter my mind. 'Lucid dream.' Huh? 'Its a lucid dream.' I realized... 'Yeah!!! This is a dream!!!' And felt a lot of relief. The guys started to close in on me. I wasn't sure if it would work, but I jumped up.

I flew about 100 feet into the air. It felt awesome. The sky was bright blue. All the guys with golf clubs cheered for me. "He did it!!!" Stuff like that. I began to sing, "I'm on the highest of highs!" In the same tone as "My friends provided me, I'm an alligator in a tall, tall, tall tree." from another dream in February. I think I heard some other music or Eckhart Tolle's voice again.

Then I started to stall in mid-air. I was really afraid that if I landed, they would catch me and beat me up. So I considered letting the dream end. I tried to stabilize it with with my mind first, and then keep my flight going. But I woke up directly from the dream. (WUDD - easy to remember)

I thought, 'If that was my last dream of the night, I'm glad it ended on a high note!' But it wasn't. I laid there and re-played it in my mind. Then I re-played rounds 2, 3 and 4 again until I found myself back asleep.

So it was an RBFA but I re-remembered all of it next time I woke. This is working so well because I'm actually getting more sleep this way and more dream time.

(ZZZZZZZZZ)

I slept briefly again. When I woke up, I was surprised to find that I had slept. However, I didn't remember any dreams. I thought about rounds 2, 3, 4, and 5, and eventually fell asleep again.

(ZZZZZZZZZ)

I will call this round 7. The first thing I remember is that I was at a kitchen table thing. Maybe at 15 S W. I had dialed in to the 9 A M A C A meeting. It was time for the sharing portion. I got in the queue and shared how I had a dream that guided me to come to this meeting today. I thought I sounded cool and spiritual.

Then I remember being at 24. My mom was there again. I dreamed about her a lot tonight. She was busy around the kitchen. There was a plastic bag on the wall with some chunks of brown stuff in there. Maybe someone's elimination. I thought this should be disposed of but I think it disappeared on its own. I was thinking of going to look at cars, but I wondered if that was really the right thing to do. Maybe it was too "worldly".

Next, I remember being in a house with a stair case. The stair case turned at 90 degrees after a few steps. My mom had been putting down these small rectangular rugs. I stopped to examine them. I was very surprised at how the brown rugs each had a design similar to the back of a Magic the Gathering Card! The ones on the floor had one version. The ones on each step had another. As I looked at them, I was on another phone meeting. I got in the queue to share.

I wonder if those dreams were actually from round 6 but I didn't remember them until after waking from round 7.

Next thing I remember is being in a room with my sister. There was some kind of animal she had to put outside. Maybe a bird? I don't remember. I do remember that she was at a table with paper clips all around the sides. She was distraught and wanted me to remove the paper clips. I said, sure. And tried to remove them. But I got side tracked and tried to put some in my hair.

It became a food store. There was a manager guy who came up to my sister and I and began to talk. I don't know if he was talking down to us or what. But I became lucid. He was showing us a wooden or metal thing. I took it from him and took a big bite. I knew it was not food in waking life but in a dream I could make it food. It was hard to bite through but I did.

I forgot a lot of these middle parts but it was just more of me going around the store, and eating dream food. I was eating anything I could off the shelves. The manager guy and some other people were following me around. I don't think they knew it was a dream. They were looking at me as if it was waking life.

Eventually a woman was telling me that if I have so much power, I have to make sure not to use it to destroy the Earth. I have to use it for good causes. I just kept eating whatever I wanted. L O L. To show my power I flew down an aisle with my back to the ground and then flew back. My control was good.

I noticed that there were eggs and bacon along one shelf. They were cooked. I did a double-take and walked back a few steps to get a roll or a bagel to put them on. When I looked, nothing looked edible. Except a bunch of oranges which I didn't want! I wanted an egg sandwich. I went back to find the eggs and they had vanished! I knew that the dream was making things vanish and materialize, maybe to make me become frantic. I resisted becoming frantic, and tried to relax. It helped me last a little longer. I noticed some cereal boxes up ahead. The cereal appealed to me. All I did to stabilize was just mental and emotional control.

I ended up in another dream where I was at the end of a long bench. Lots of other people were to my left on the bench. A guy behind a brown counter kiosk thing was showing signs that showed how much damage I had caused. Some money for damage to the wood, damage to the food, some other things, and also a class my actions caused them to pay for. the class was about Love and it was at Harvard. It cost about 40 dollars. The total cost of all my destruction and eating was a couple hundred dollars. I don't know if I was still lucid. The guy behind the kiosk threw a smaller guy out front and he handed on his belly on the ground. He was the kid who had to take the "Love" class.

'They should be paying me for all I taught them about lucid dreaming,' I thought. But I also kind of worried about the damage. I wondered how I'd ever earn that money. If I was lucid enough I would have liked to just materialize it all.

So, the dream ended around there. I woke up directly from it and it was probably WUDD-5.

There was only one dream out of them all tonight which was not a WUDD (wake up during dream). I forgot which one but that dream was much harder to remember.

I used the rest room after recalling them. Then I re-played round 7 in my mind a few times to make the memory "solid". After I felt it was "stored" in my mind, I went back through all the dreams from rounds 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 and 7. I figured if I laid there and did that, I might fall asleep to one more dream. Or, by the time I got to the end, I'd know it was time to get up. Well, I didn't fall asleep again. What a great night of dreams. I got up around 6:30 A M and didn't finish writing them all until about 9:30 A M.

Date of Dream: SAT 9 JUN - 2018



Dream No. 351 - Expensive Sandwich

I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was at some unknown mall which I was claiming to be my shopping centre. I liked the layout of the complex in this dream; there were some shops from real life and then some shops that only exist in-dream. Along the way, there was this guy selling a single sandwich with the price listed for $5. I went up to him and he asked if I could possibly buy it for $10. I said I was happy to give him the extra money and so I looked into my purse to see what I could find.

I found that I only had a $20 note and no $10s, so I said to the guy, “I've only got $20 here, so if you don't give me my money back, I will be telling one of my dream guides”. The guy looked like he was going to co-operate but that didn't matter for very long as I did end up finding a $10 note and so I gave that to him. After that, I walked off with the sandwich and continued my shopping.

There was this area, almost like a cinema and dining precinct but just before it was a menswear store called yd., this is one of the stores that exists in real life. I went into yd. and in the entryway of the store was this random African man and he came up to me but really violently punched me in the face. I became really scared and tried to get out of there as quick as possible.

I ended up in the bedroom of my current house but I forgot what specifically happened in there. The guy that was selling the sandwich before was there and he was trying to console me from when I was punched in the face earlier. Also, both Dreamy WB's and Murray's energies were present although they weren't physically there. That's all I can remember about this dream.



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



Dream 351: Results (Competition #4)
Competition Night: 8
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 2.0
Calculation Details:
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
- Buy/Purchase Something (1.0)

+ Previous Total: 11.0
Total Accumulated Points: 13.0

My dreams sure have been getting a lot less coherent these last few days...

Log 1135 - Mad Bomber Bane, Zebra Interrogation, and Union Double Agent Scraps
Created Thursday 07 June 2018

Just fragments today.

Scrap Group 1
Shopping in a run-down supermarket. Later, Bane (as depicted by Tom Hardy in The Dark Knight Rises) appeared, chucking bombs at everyone in sight. The exits were closed off by debris, and there was nowhere to hide. In these final moments, I lamented not having a family picture to look at. I then sat down, meditated, and accepted my fate.

In an office building. I capture a talking zebra to interrogate him.

Back in that above mentioned office building. I was a hired gun private security contractor tasked with quelling a union-organized strike. One of these workers was a giraffe. Later, I conspire with the workers to take the company down.

Log 1136 - Gazebos, Internet Celebrity Nephew, and Magic Manor Scraps
Created Friday 08 June 2018

Just got fragments and a short DILD I'd rather forget...

Scrap Group 1
Something about a family picnic in a group of gazebos.

My nephew, Stephen, associates with a group of Youtube celebrities as a recurring guest/understudy. My brother, Harmon, doesn't approve.

Wandering in a vast, magical mansion. In one of the rooms, I encountered a lost soul, who claimed to having been bound to the place by Shao Khan from Mortal Kombat. So, he requested my help to free himself from such confinement. We journeyed throughout the building, trekking over perilous bridges and trap-filled rooms. Eventually, we find an enchanted sword, of which could literally sever the bind. Cut to the encounter with the Emperor, occurring on a ledge over a violet void. Khan tried convincing me into betraying the ghost for power, though I denied that outright. Cue battle. A few swings from the sword drained the tyrant of his might. This allowed me to easily tackle him into the pit. With that, the ghost was free. Cut again. The ghost's role was changed with some kid. Through magic, he wished for dehydrated vegetables. Instead, he got a half dozen swimsuit models to appear and perform for him. Although said ladies appeared human and alive enough, they were said to have been similarly freeze-dried.

In that mansion again. Something repulsive happened involving a phantom doppelganger. Aware of this problem, I melted the image away via scorching heat. This only served to amuse the specter further, much to my fury. I couldn't really concentrate to get much else done.

Dream 98: Axe Wins

In this body shop type area--daytime. Cars are strewn about. I'm talking with one of my old art teachers for a couple minutes while observing the area, pretty calm for the most part.

Then this overweight and ginger haired 14-year-old pulls out a sword with a handle the size of a building and almost cuts my arm off. I grab a black and red battleaxe, also with a mile long handle, and decide I have to fight.

We go at each other for what seems like several minutes, the kid is only getting angrier as the fight goes on, with him swinging the mile-high sword ever so frequently. Then I aim for the handle. If I can break the handle, then he can't be able to hurt me.

I swing violently at it, keeping the weapon up in the air and when I finally manage to tear the handle, some industrial red liquid spills out, and some of it gets in my mouth.

But the kid grabs the other half of the weapon (The one with the blade) and almost kills me when I was distracted. Luckily the owner of the body shop covered for me and pinned the kid down while I called the police. I apologized for breaking one of his swords, and he didn't mind.

Closing comp at 7:33 P M.

3,851 Words.

*Note
RBFA = Recall but fall asleep
WUDD = Wake up during dream
OTTOTT = on the tip of the tongue
FSH = Forgot something here

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First round of dreams. I think I dreamed of Pokemon, or some other field of cute animals. Vague.

I think I dreamed of being out front on the side walk at the local food store. I had a cart of stuff.

There was a part when I was at home and my mom was there to visit. But I could tell that my parents were separated, like in waking life. And wondered how they'd get along.

I remember having some guests. Some male friends and a female friend. I felt that I wanted the female friend to like me.

Typing those took a big push but I didn't want to just RBFA. back to bed now.

I think I WUDD on these but had a hard time remembering them more due to grogginess.

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Round 2 of dreams. I remembered more initially but couldn't re-remember it later. I am noticing that rounds 1 and 2 of dreams seem to be the ones that I will recall some of, fall back sleep before I'm done recalling, and wake up, unable to re-remember what I initially recalled. Where as rounds 3, 4, 5 and so-on, I am able to wake up, usually recall everything I can (doesn't mean the whole dream but just everything I'm gonna be able to) and replay it in my mind a little, then go back to sleep. And re-remember it next time. So the fact that I can wait until morning to record rounds 3, 4, 5 and so-on helps me get alot more sleep. I am going to keep testing it and hope it continues to be true.

Anyway in these dreams I remember something vague with a guy in a helmet thing?

Then a part in a Mario level. I remember the background was navy blue. I was going to have to make a long jump and land on one of those grey platforms, but I fell short, and landed in the abyss. The next time I tried, I found out it was a water level and I could have just swam. There was a little gold star thing to pick up, like a coin.

Like I said, I recalled a lot more than that, but it became an RBFA. I wasn't able to re-remember it next time.

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Round three of dreams. The first thing that I remember of these is a Pokemon card. It had the image of two Starmies facing out of a house. One was in the door. But the card was of a Fire Pokemon. I wondered why two Starmies were in the picture. The card text said something about Starmie and Staryu. They shot beams out of their middle abdomen thing.

Next thing I remember is a black dog chasing me. It kept jumping up, and trying to bite me. I was flying from tree to tree. Not lucid though, as far as I know. Eventually, I chose to land near the dog. It turned out not to attack me, and it was nice. maybe my sister was there.

Next I remember K from S W T. I saw him on a grey flight of stairs. I was pushing a shopping cart down the stairs, but basically letting it fall down multiple stairs at once, and crash down. He said I seemed really good at my job, and I was welcome to come work at S W T again. I knew right away that night shifts would not work for me. However, maybe I could work during the day. So I thought about it or we discussed it or both. At first day shifts sounded great because I could work until 5 or 6 and that would save a lot of the double shift waiters a lot of energy. But then I realized it was an out-door restaurant and people would be walking by smoking all day. So I couldn't even work during the day time due to the smoke blowing through. I was sorry to let him down.

Then R M, A M and D H and maybe some other guys from high school were sitting with me on some sectional couches. They wanted me to join their football team and play a game soon. I had some reasons why I couldn't play. I was sorry to let them down. I noticed a few bottles of stimulant pills on the shelf, which in the dream, were mine. There were four bottles. I wanted to offer the guys some stimulant pills to help them win the game. However, I realized that bribing them to like me using drugs wasn't a really good idea. So I changed my mind. They left without me.

I must have forgot parts here and there, especially here. I remember this thing that was like an A T M but it was a gambling game. It was really easy to win more money than I originally put in. I did something else and returned to it. This time, there was a different icon, shaped like a gear. The gear seemed to indicate a new kind of game. The new game was harder to play.

I went down a near by elevator (I think) to get to the customer service desk. There were some people there, maybe my mom. I talked to the woman behind the desk. She ignored my concerns about the new game and kept trying to con me into playing it more. This really got on my nerves. She had a cube thing poking out of her mouth. I pressed it in and it caused no sound to escape her mouth when she spoke. I was glad she wasn't making sound any more, but I was afraid I would get in trouble. She wasn't otherwise hurt, just muted.

I ran to find an exit from the store. There were a bunch of escalators coming down from upstairs. I wanted one going up from this floor. It took me a while to find one. I forgot what happened after that.

Eventually I remember running through a dark red hallway with lots of glass doors. I ran straight into the glass doors and luckily they opened. I kept thinking I would run into them from the wrong side and hurt myself but they kept opening. There was another guy in the hall. I got into the elevator to go down, because I felt like I had been running in circles. The elevator was really hot. There was a music video of a male singer, singing a song. In the video, he was sweating through his suit. I pressed the "up" button to go back up to where I was.

I don't know if there was anything else after that. But I remembered the end, which was some written stuff in black on an off-white kind of background. On the left of the page or screen I was some writing I forgot, then one short quote, then a poem thing. The poem thing had one word per line in bold. Each bold word was one form of wrong-doing. The artist was saying how doing art helps him avoid each form of wrong doing. One line, maybe the third down, had the word circumcision in bold. It said circumcision was wrong and through art he could speak out against it. Another line or two down from that had the word avoidance in bold. He said that he was scared to face "the void" but through art he could counter his avoidance of "the void".

WUDD - easy to remember
RBFA but able to re-remember

Yeah, so I just got up to use the rest room after these and laid back down. I was confident I'd remember them next time I woke up, and I did.

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Round 4 of dreams. I think that going back to sleep after the previous round created some continuity between the dreams.

I remember D from the U K and he was talking about some stuff. I remember leaning against the back seat of a car. Eventually the car was parked in S beach parking lot. I tried to lean my head on the back seat and cover my eyes so I could do my dream recall. Eventually I walked a little outside the car. It was day time. This was a false awakening kind of thing. I know I forgot more stuff earlier in the dream than this.

Here is the next thing I remember. There was a woman with a poster showing a 5/5/5/5 dollar split. It was the prize money per player for winning a foot ball game. Next thing I remember is I was on the red team. We had red uniforms. There were all African American people on the other team, in white uniforms with black letters. There wasn't really an organization to the teams. My team had the ball first. I was standing on the left side of the line and no one was in a line man stance. But we all had pads and helmets. I was scared because I was never good at hitting, but here I was, about to go for it. Some how, the other team intercepted the ball right as the center snapped it to the quarter back. I was hoping we would score a point by having the ball first but we weren't. Some how I intercepted the ball from the opposing team, which really surprised me. But I threw out out of bounds by mistake. Also, it had become a circular ball. I remember seeing a goal be made. I think after the game I was given 20 dollars. It was really cool to win 20 dollars and I figured if I just played foot ball all day I could win 20 dollars a bunch of times. And it would be more fun than having a regular job.

I was considering playing another game. There was a beverage served to use before the game which I found more about later. I remember beneath the football field there were these train tracks. Two guys were meant to ride these cart things along the tracks which lit all the tracks on fire. So I watched them do that.

Then I was watching another football game. Not in this one. A M was picking up a younger kid and messing with him. Being a bully. I got kinda mad at A M. When A M walked away I told the littler kid that no one messes with me any more because I will kick their butt. So I offered to teach him to do this. But he didn't seem interested. This surprised me but I didn't pressure him. I remember going to a bathroom.

I think I remember a part where my escalator stopped. I was going up to the top to get a drink. When I got up there, the sinks were clogged. I was really nice to the guy behind the counter, who seemed stressed. "Why do you think all the sinks clogged?" I asked nicely. He didn't know. He took apart the drink dispenser and it showed that nicotine was being added. 'Nicotine?!' I thought. 'Now I will be addicted to nicotine! Crap!' I realized that their plan was to give the foot ball players the nicotine drink to make them play with more energy. For someone who had never had nicotine, it would be pretty powerful.

I feel like there are blank spots between each little scene that might have been transitions. Where my memory picks back up, I was lucid. Not sure how I got lucid. But I was in another grey stair well that spanned over 4 flights of stairs. A guy was showing me how he lived here. The whole stair way was his living space and he could store all his stuff there. I remember he had stacks of napkins, and various food. Eventually I got the feeling I had been following his lead for a while. This was a very "surrendered" way to approach my lucid time but I decided I wanted to fly.

"Hey, let's go fly," I said. He didn't seem that interested. "How will we get out?" I asked. Then I noticed some little square windows on the wall, with screens. "Just phase through those!" I said. or thought. Not sure. He seemed skeptical. I imagined the glass would be easy to phase through but not the screens. However, I went for it, and got myself through. I some how went into his mind and got him through, too. Then shifted my awareness back to myself going through the left window.

I hung out the window a little bit, then fell. Oops! I wasn't flying. I got kind of afraid I would collide with the ground. People from the ground saw an old man falling from the window. The dream showed me their perspective for a moment. Then it shifted back to first person and I caught myself and flew above the city street. I don't know what happened to the other guy, maybe he just vanished.

I was holding my orange gym shorts as I flew. I didn't have much altitude. Because I was holding the orange gym shorts, people thought I had killed the person they belonged to. Because I couldn't gain much altitude, I swooped down near one detective guy and handed the shorts to him. Then I had to land.

They cornered me, thinking I was the perpetrator. For a moment, the one detective called them off, and the tension decreased. But another detective was like, "Wait! It is him!" And two younger guys with black guns pointed them at me.

I felt fear for a moment but remembered that I have totally mastered guns in dreams. As their guns charged, I could see a red-orange glow in the barrel. But, I wasn't phased. The other detective who had told them to "get me" called them off. But I was entirely ready to deflect the gun shots. The tension was eased again.

We were underneath an over-hang of the building. I wanted to show the one detective guy how I could fly. I explained that I need to be under the open sky so I walked forward.

I don't know if the scene just shifted or if I forgot the transitional parts.

I remember we were inside a mall. People were very impressed with me. One guy was saying how he had to work on a 1000 foot tall roller coaster so he ate tuna salad plus 1,000 calories worth of pasta at lunch.

After that I wanted to show them a really cool jump. So we were at the mall where there was one of those gaps. Like how on the second story of the mall, you can see down onto the first floor. So it was like that. I jumped over that middle part, doing a great flip. It felt like good dream control. People were very impressed, and I gained credibility from this. I told one guy to please stop adding nicotine to the pre-football drinks and he said okay. I remember he had a sleeveless shirt and tan, thin arms, with some visible biceps. To the rest of the people, I said to please go to bed on time, and don't wake up too early. Allow yourself to sleep until you feel fully refreshed. I know it will be difficult not to get up the first few times but it will feel a lot better after that. They all were willing to listen to me. It was a good feeling.

WUDD - easy to remember
I woke up right from that scene and had a fairly easy time remembering the dream. There were of course some forgotten parts but for what I could remember, it was easy. I always need the rest room within 5-10 minutes of waking up and I think getting up to do that some times dis-lodges some dream details.

Oh! Here were some parts which I couldn't fit chronologically. In one part, a purple Pokemon kind of character with the number 995 beneath it appeared. It had lips like Pikkon but was more of an orb. It had a purple glow that created a band of high density purple glow around the Earth. Then to either side of that, it created a slightly less dense or less intense band of purple energy, and cascading on down. I remember being surprised it went equally to both sides instead of just one. I am really glad to have remembered that as it was a more mystical part.

I also remembered Goku engaging in one of the foot ball games and easily winning. Then it showed Kid Goku caught in a black soccer net, fighting it while laying on his back. I felt afraid that the net was made of special material and Kid Goku would be caught. But he eventually got out. I haven't watched DBZ stuff in like 6-7 weeks and I still dream about it more than when I was watching it.

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So! I fell back asleep. There was an annoying noise from outside but I tried to relax and keep re-playing the dreams thus far in my mind. Eventually, sleep came along... I couldn't remember the earliest parts. I think getting up to use the rest room dis-lodged them. But I was lucky to recover a few more details once I laid back down.

First thing I remember is Goku fighting some enemy character. I tried to remember the enemy's appearance but couldn't. Goku and the enemy teleported up to some place where they could fight, and Goku easily defeated the enemy guy. In fact he won while maintaining a totally calm demeanor. It was so easy for him to win, he even started going through his memories. It showed a younger Goku, who really looked like adult Gohan, but it was a fight with Cell. The drawing looked like an anime drawing this time. Then it showed Kid Goku and Kid King Kai. Kid King Kai told Kid Goku he was very unique.

I'm not sure what was next but next I part I remember is that I was going around taking cigarettes from the smokers, and destroying them. I clearly remember one woman who had 3 dirty grey cigarette butts in her container. I took all the toxic material and buried it in some dirt. (I would dispose of it differently in waking life, not contaminating the Earth.) She was mad but I moved on. I think I was lucid, and really enjoying this.

Eventually I reached a food court counter thing. R K was there. I was starting to be afraid that security would be after me to punish me for destroying people's cancer sticks. Sure enough, some men came up the stairs behind me. I was hanging out on a bed thing. I had been eyeing the windows, planning to phase through them to escape, if needed.

The men that came up the stairs after me had screen windows. They put one on the bed which went under my knees in an uncomfortable way. I got up. It seemed like they were putting up screen windows to prevent me from phasing out. As if one more screen would psychologically make it seem like too much for me to phase through. I got scared and saw that there was an elevator. I quickly got in and pressed the "down" button to escape. No one chased me. I guess they weren't out to get me after all.

When I got to the ground floor, I saw a grey car. It was a stone building and opened to the city street. 'Oh, no!' I thought. 'Someone might walk by smoking.' So I don't know how lucid I was. I saw a woman with brown hair to my right, but focused on scanning her hands instead of meeting her as a person. I always scan people's hands out doors but I realized from this dream, that it could cause me to miss a chance to meet someone if I am scanning their hands first. I looked down and saw another restaurant counter made of glass. There seemed to be rice in there.

That was when I woke up. The dream was kind of difficult to remember past a certain point but it had to do with other reasons to. So it was WUDD-5.

I laid there and re-played all the rounds of dreams in my mind multiple times, just relaxing. Eventually, waking life thoughts started to crowd out the dreams, and I couldn't fight them off. I got up around 7 A M and made some short hand notes before starting the day. I finished typing them all by 9 A M. It seemed like too much work before I did it, but now that I did it, I'm just glad its done. Even if I recall them in my mind, I think writing them adds a new level of working that dream memory muscle.

Also, by doing this it gives me more total dream time since I am not spending as much time writing during the night.

Morning of June 7, 2018. Thursday.



I am watching a dream scene as if present, but I am not a part of the events.

A male ghost, mostly of a darker violet color, dwells within the space of the checkout area of a convenience store. Most shoppers are unaware of his existence. At times, he temporarily takes possession of some people.

In the last scene, the ghost somehow transforms into a piece of grape-flavored hard candy in a wicker bowl (where all the other hard candy is also grape-flavored) opposite the checkout area and the cashier. Apparently, customers are allowed one piece each as they go through the checkout.

An unfamiliar woman puts one of the candies into her mouth. Suddenly, she appears to be in distress, as the cashier and store manager help her to tilt her head back as the ghost, not yet fully expanded within her physical essence, unwillingly comes out, though the other two are also pulling it out. At this point, it looks somewhat like a violet tracksuit, the track pants coming out first.

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Colors often correlate with dreaming and waking processes, though only when dominant (especially as dreams typically contain all colors). My general sequence is as follows (and of course black is unconsciousness): violet, non-lucid subconscious self; indigo, lucid subconscious self; blue, interconsciousness (prescience, telepathy for lack of a better word, and liminal conscious self awareness); green, liminal space, lower preconscious; yellow or gold, emergent consciousness; orange, apex lucidity, ordinary awareness and a more viable memory set; red, invasive RAS modulation (as red typically only dominates a dream when I have overslept or have a headache and I also see red with reticular activating system modulation with a headache when awake, so it is more obvious in this case). Of course, there are variations which also depend on the level of dream state awareness itself.

The checkout scenario is common autosymbolism for leaving the dream state. This correlates with the non-lucid subconscious self being “pulled out” of the remaining dream character prior to waking. A cashier would of course be preconscious personification and a store manager the emergent consciousness factor. Perception of loose clothes has occurred in other dreams in checkout scenarios. This is based on the subliminal realization of not being dressed while asleep in bed, the same subliminal awareness that triggers dreams of being undressed in public (which should be a no-brainer for anyone of reasonable intelligence).

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Morning of June 8, 2018. Friday.



I am uncertain of the foundation of my dream, as I become aware at the beginning of a scenario that takes place in the Philippines. (My brother’s Filipino wife-to-be and daughter are presently in the Philippines.) It begins as the common water induction (which is autosymbolic induction into awareness of sleep dynamics and the internal body clock as analogous to tidal factors of Earth), but I originally start out walking from a featureless small dark room that directly leads to a small beach with a small wooden dock, the following scenario of which seems to be taking place in early afternoon.

An unknown female (though of whom is a subliminal thread of Zsuzsanna without my conscious self identity being extant) is sitting on the dock. An unknown Filipino male of about twenty is sitting on the right side of the dock, his legs over the edge. Apparently, a young boy has been kidnapped and the female is trying to reason with one of the men involved in the kidnapping, which seems politically motivated.

I walk onto the dock, my dream self’s awareness increasing as a result. The other male looks at me as I sit down. “What are you supposed to be, a medicine man?” he asks me sarcastically. He seems to think the female hired me to rescue the boy. I am aware that I am now wearing a Native American breastplate and tribal regalia. He talks about the kidnapping of the boy as if the act was justified. He takes out an AK-47 from underneath the dock that had somehow been attached to its underside. I have a vivid awareness. On one level, I feel as if he might shoot me, yet on another level I feel something in my mind that is not lucidity, but some other form of augmented self-awareness (of which allows me to non-lucidly alter and sustain my dream). Additionally, the gun seems to have an unlikely hollow essence, somewhat like several pieces of hollow plastic loosely fitted together, though I still decide to perceive it as “real”. (The unfamiliar male is the preconscious, but I instinctually modulate my dream back into the water induction stage in the next scene.)

Another one of the kidnappers, also male, is now present on the dock. I decide to go and find the boy, as these people are starting to annoy me. The female is no longer present. I wave the dock away but I am still standing on the surface of the water as the others fall in and seem to have difficulty swimming. I am barefoot (subliminal awareness of not wearing shoes while in bed). I enjoy splashing around on the water’s surface without sinking. I walk on the water for several minutes, vividly feeling the essence and movement of the wonderful water beneath me. One of the kidnappers agrees to show me where the boy is being held. Although he cannot walk on water as I can, he is able to swim for a distance until I decide to fly and carry him.

We reach a room where several males are sitting at a wooden table. One of them is the boy. His face is full of bruises and spots of blood. I lightly touch his face and he is then seemingly unhurt and in a better state of health and clarity of mind. I think of doing this to the kidnappers, but when I touch two of them, they fall over, possibly dead. (This is because the boy is the emergent consciousness personified while the others are preconscious minions or virtual “echoes” that become sublimated in my liminal choice to correlate with the waking process.) I get into one conversation about Jesus. I am supposedly a descendant of Jesus (ironic as I am not a Christian). Something in my blood supposedly gives me divine abilities.

I decide to fly the boy back to the previous location. On the way, we fly through a large hall that seems to be outside and inside at the same time, but is still supposedly part of the ocean. (This is typical water lowering waking symbolism, as I am aware the hall’s water is of a much lower depth than the rest of the ocean.)

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Date of Dream: FRI 8 JUN - 2018



Dream No. 350 - She Took My Mum's Purse

I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, my brother and I were at our second grandparents' house along with his friends RK and BK, who are identical twins in real life. The dream had modified them so they had red hair. In the dream, all other features of RK's were accurate but BK's were slightly distorted. There was chicken soup on offer for lunch and we all had some. The scene ended there.

The next scene was at this building claiming to be the Dandenong Plaza. It was a hideous sight in the dream; ten floors high and the entire building was out of concrete and covered in cobwebs with one single rusty escalator right in the middle of the complex. There were small rooms scattered on each floor that were claiming to be the stores but it just looked like some abandoned piece of crap to me. I was with someone but I forgot who; I ended up telling them that I didn't like the idea of where I was at.

In the third scene, I was with my mum and I noticed that her purse went missing. Straight away, I left my mum and went in search for a dream guide to try and help me recover her purse if possible. Originally, I was going to ask for Dreamy WB but then I hesitated and thought to myself, “What if Dreamy WB doesn't respond? Maybe I should try Murray”. My mind then became really aware as if I was thinking straight, in waking life, and I remembered that Murray was actually with my mum at the time her purse got taken.

So I started to call out for Murray from where I was now in the year 12 corridor of Killester College. I call out, “Murray!”, there was no answer. I try calling out “Murray!”, a few more times, still nothing. So then a third time, I call out “Murray, where are you?”, as I look into one of the classrooms to see if he's in there. Also, I didn't sound stressed at all when calling for him, rather I sounded more enthusiastically cluey and curious.

It took a while but he came from around the corner, from the other end of the corridor where I didn't think to go. His appearance was odd in this dream and he actually resembled more of a human than his usual hippo form and the skin was that of a human. But then he had his nose in the shape of a hippo's. It was like a half-way hybrid of my advanced diploma tax teacher and Murray. He was wearing a long sleeved black shirt under a puffy black vest as well as black trousers and shoes.

I just looked at him and examined him for a while. For some reason, although not lucid, I was aware of the current dream mechanics. I could actually control what happened! I came up to the human Murray with my arms spread out and he hugged me in return. And then let go and stepped back, examining him once again. He stood there, giving me a stern but also warm look. Then I approached him again and hugged him a second time. I decided to test another dream mechanic; if I looked up, would his and my eyesight connect? Indeed it did.

I looked up at Murray and he looked down at me now giving a really pleasant closed mouth smile. I could tell he wanted to do something else as well though, so I moved closer and squashed myself up against him as much as I could. When I was in as much as possible, he placed his large chin on top of my head, tucking it under his chin. Then he squeezed me as hard as he could; in real life, he would have been strangling me but in the dream, although he was squashing me like anything, it felt really comfy.

We hugged for ages but eventually, I decided to make the cue to be released from him. I then asked him the important question, “JSa's mum took her purse, what do I do?”. Murray walked me into the main part of the corridor and we actually saw JSa's mum walking with my mum's handbag on her shoulder. Murray pointed over to JSa's mum and said to me, “Simple, just go up to her and tell her to give it back”. So I took Murray's advice and simply asked for the handbag back, indeed it worked.

The next scene was me in the car with two unknown African teenagers, a boy and a girl. The boy was driving the car and the girl was in the back with me. In fact, the girl actually looked like she was of a primary school age. Although she was really nice to me in the back-seat, I became emotionally shocked when I discovered what the boy was really doing; but I have forgotten the specifics and so I can't describe it. That's all I can remember for this dream.



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



Dream 350: Results (Competition #4)
Competition Night: 7
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: Murray
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 3.0
Calculation Details:
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
- Summon Dream Guide (1.0)
- Ask For Advice (1.0)

+ Previous Total: 8.0
Total Accumulated Points: 11.0

Dream: I'm on the plant floor at work playing soccer with DR and his kids. We're using tiny yellow balls. I try to put it through DR's legs to no avail.

Dream: I enter an outdoor food plaza. The boardwalk is made of wood and so are the stores. I walk past a few places and stop at the burrito store. I was wet and hungry. Without making notice, the outdoor plaza transforms into an indoor plaza, yet still made of sanded wood planks. I get in line and notice a cute girl with red hair and she orders a bag of different things to fill her burrito with. I order a vegan wrap. The girl working the counter had black hair and a down-to-earth attitude. I asked if I could have both asparagus and curry tofu in the burrito. She gave the impression that my request was an inconvenience and that it would get her in trouble with her boss so I told her it wasn't a big deal if she wanted to withhold the asparagus. She was irritated but kept the asparagus on anyways in spite of my consideration. As I got my sandwich I went to say something to the cute, curly, red-headed girl but I was too quiet and she didn't hear me so I pretended like I was coughing because I was nervous. She walked behind me to speak with the cashier and asked if she could have her burrito made there. Now I spoke up (about what I can't remember) and we flirted for a bit. We walked into a seating area with Japanese aesthetic, but before I had the chance to do anything, the chef of the restaurant leaned around the corner and asked someone what the size limit was for recyclable Kombucha bottles. I spoke up and said "2L" although I had no reason to. She thanked me and disappeared behind the wall. Next, myself and the red-head went swimming in many different pools, all which had the Japanese aesthetic. She was running ahead of me so I happily followed her. She would take a dip in the pool and so I did as well. We arrived at, and dived into, a pool which rested near the edge of a cliff. There was a thin layer of fog obscuring the view off the edge, which rolled in between the wooden braces supporting the wooden ceiling. She asked me if I wanted to swim and I agreed. We embraced one another and swam, kicking our feet in synchronicity. She push away from, got out of the pool and playfully gestured for me to chase her. I happily obliged and we left from under the covered pool into the open ones. She dived into a very deep pool, which had a wooden plank on an axis. I leaped for the end of the plank and my weight drove the plank to the bottom of the pool. I noticed there was a man rock-climbing a blue wall in the water. The red-head was swimming gracefully. Suddenly a thick liquid hit me from above in the water. It's black and I assume it's a bird's dropping. I see a bird appear in front of me which I instinctively push away. The black liquid becomes thick and it becomes hard to swim. It spreads down from my hand to my shoulder and here the dream ends...

Dream: The dream has a cartoonish, picasso-esque appearance. There is a king, being carried by four men on a litter (man-powered vehicle without wheels). He can only reach his destination so long as he has no apples on his litter. Myself and others are tossing apples onto the litter and the king's servant is eating each one. Eventually the servant becomes exhausted and full, but continues to eat the mass of apples. We've stopped for the night and are sitting around a fire...

Dream: I'm walking to a building with the dogs (my friend group) and I notice a group of female lions approaching and I yell to the dogs to climb on top of the building. I get out and I see most of my friends make it. A few get scratches and bite on their legs or arms. BB gets fully bitten in the torso by one lion. We all free him from it and bring him to the roof. His heart was hanging from a gaping hole in his chest and was white and the size of a brussel sprout. My friends are pressuring me to save him. I have no idea how to sow a heart back together and I tell all my screaming friends so. They tell me to just do it so I do. I turn over the tiny white heart, which spurts a misty gas which smells horrible. I put it back in his chest and sew his skin back together. He gets up immediately as though he was never injured...

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Total Dream Sign Count
Inner Awareness = 4
Action = 4
Form = 11
Context = 5

Total LD's/Dream = 0/7 = 0%

Please comment and let me know if you think I missed some dream sign classifications in the journal entry!

P.S: During the day I remember trying to persuade people not to inconvenience themselves. At work I was doing a time study and the worker told me he needed a weld tech and which point I told him not to worry about it, and that it wouldn't effect the study, but mostly to convey that I didn't really care and he could work without feeling pressured to be efficient. This mirrors the moment with the cashier and the burrito. This is the second dream (not included in my journals) where I have seen my friend BB who was been chomped by some animal on the chest. The first dream, he was crushed by the jaws of a massive crocodile but I was too distraught to do anything but cry. This dream, with the lions, I chose to do something about it.

I went to bed around 8 or 830. Fell asleep pretty early.
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I woke up after like an hour or so, went to rest room, and back to bed. Not sure why I woke.

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I woke from other dreams just now. There were dreams with Nana and/or other relatives and other dreams in the beginning I forgot.

The part before R asked me for a sandwich was something complex but I can't quite grasp it.

I just remember having some papers near me. We were in the H woods. R was there. I forgot what the papers were about. Maybe my drawings? I do remember one paper with some check boxes. I think it was to say something about someone who died - that they wouldn't be missed? I was afraid people would judge me for that. There were check boxes.

R told me he didn't have much money and needed food. I felt that because he asked, and explained his situation, I would help. So I asked him to follow me to the food store. As we walked toward the peaches section I told him my idea, and he said that peaches would be no good. He couldn't have processed juice. Then he explained how they had a peach juicing place and I got the un-attractive image of a bunch of people squeezing peaches with their bare hands. "These aren't processed peaches," I tried to explain. But he wasn't having it.

I wondered if pizza or a sandwich would be the right thing, and tried to bring him in that direction. Eventually he dissappeared and the next time I saw him, he was eating a hero sandwich. I remember walking again through H woods over to the trails closest to that road there.

I remember seeing one of the windows in the up stairs of my current house, 15 S, open. And thinking of the flip side of the other side of trait 11.

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It took a while to fall asleep but then I had a bigger round of dreams. So, I'm glad I hung in there. I remember being in a room. I think we were on a couch and mom was to my left and dad was to my right. Dad's elbow kept digging into me and I wanted to move to the left but couldn't because I was in the bend of the couch. M S told me I look like M S and I said, "You look like him too!"

I remember my sister having poured a really big bowl of cereal (the size of my orange and green salady bowls) full of cereal and milk. Then she fell asleep by the fridge, and was snoring. I put the cereal in the fridge and closed it. Then she woke up. I tried to find a cover for the cereal. It had big puffy parts.

There was another part where my Micro SD card was missing. I dreamed that my phone had an SD card slot and then a Micro SD adapter in there, and that the SD card part had gone missing. So I was searching all around my house, in the drawers, and trying to find it. I thought I saw it upside-down somewhere but it was a black one with 21 GB in my dad's tool drawer, in the kid's room at nana's. '21 GB? Do they make them that size?' I asked myself. 'Guess so!' And continued, not lucid. It was dark grey. There was another SD card adapter in the drawer on the counter to the right of the stove in the 15 S kitchen. Dad had a bunch of cereal boxes on top of that counter. They barely fit. There was so much food in packaging it was falling off.

I remember going to sleep in a room that was like the kids room location at nana's but it was also a bath room. There was a tub in there. I drained the tub a little, wondering where all the water came from. I remember trying to put a fan on a fold-up table. It was an old, loud box fan. But the room was hot, so it would be worth it. The window, which faces nana's front yard, was closed. Some light was getting in though. I looked for my orange glasses and they were closer to the bed.

I laid back down in bed, recalling those dreams. I thought I was physically awake! And almost grabbed my voice recorder. I started to do some body separation exercises that felt like I was just flexing my lower back to make my upper body and legs go up. But I couldn't really separate much. Once I floated up a few inches or a foot, I felt some interesting sensations and stayed right there. I had some fear. I didn't push it any further, just felt all the sensations.

I don't know if that counts as an RBFA because I may have only dreamed of having woken up to begin with!

R was in the next part. He was in the H Woods again. He needed a phone, so I let him take my phone off to the trail near the road and use it. Later, he brought it back. I think one other person also used my phone. Eventually, I found that the SD card was missing. I wondered if R had taken it but I couldn't believe it. He seemed so trust worthy.

Walking back to H Woods, reviewing it in my mind, I thought that R must have been a secret agent. He wanted my phone's SD card so he could have all my journals and other personal information. Worrisome feelings went through me as I realized that the people out to get me would now have all my journals. I remember seeing a black car and thinking they were closing in on me.

I saw T R walking through the woods and it became a neighborhood. It was sunny. I walked through a grassy yard and down to walk with him. I forgot what we talked about.

Then I got to some kind of gym. There was a woman talking to me. There was another woman I wanted to ask about contacting R. "I'm sorry I don't seem so attentive, but I just don't know a lot about that subject. It's nothing personal." I explained to the first woman. She was really nice about it and went inside. I was pre-occupied with finding my SD card. The second woman showed me a list of names. Here is a good dream sign. I looked at the list and it said R, and his phone number. The woman said it was for a Call of Duty meet-up. I began to copy it down. The numbers were skewed a little. When I looked back up, the numbers had changed, and R's name was gone. 'Did they just swap out the new one?' I asked. Looking underneath it, the other one was swapped out, too. So the morphing text could have been a dream sign but I missed it.

Then I asked the second woman there about where the number had gone. She started to pull my ear-plug out of my left ear. It seemed logical to do but I'm not sure why. There was blood all over it, though. Also, it made no difference in my hearing. At first there was only a little blood but more blood appeared on it once it was out of my ear. This could have been a time to check if I was dreaming but I went into panic.

I remember looking around a table with a blender of green vegetable shake. And everyone behind the counter. And having a pre-lucid moment of thinking, 'Maybe this is all a dream! That would be great.' But I talked myself out of it. 'No, it can't be a dream.' And I didn't bother with any checking if it was a dream.

Eventually I think I contacted R. But it was awkward to try to ask him if he had stolen my SD card.

I remember something a little different after that. There were these rooms and it was like an African American cultural place. Fabolous, the rapper, had a new album, and it was playing. 'These lyrics really aren't that great,' I thought. The instrumental was based on a guitar, though. Electric guitar. There were 3 guys who seemed goofy. We were all putting down cups of rice on this bench thing. Then they were talking about walking in the nature trails. Something about seeing animals. "No, no animals," one guy said. I forgot more of what they said.

I remember a woman on one side of a window screen scraping lemon slices on the window screen. It made lemon juice spritz out into the side I was on. Some little kids tried to catch it in their mouth. One little girl even started putting her mouth on the window screen.

I remember it shifted into this cool video game thing. Kind of like Kirby or Mario side scroller. He got all these special moves. I was picturing what an orange would do if it were a power-up in Mario. There was one of those fences Mario had to crawl on and navigate around the Koopas. Eventually he was just a little while ball guy with a few moves. Mainly, spinning would defeat everyone but there was also a kick. The graphics were pretty vivid.

In another part, there was a wealthy couple. I think they did counseling from their home. The wife was mad at the husband. He said he had to sleep in the "pregnant woman's room" and it showed a lawn chair on the back patio. "Where will I pee?" he asked. She said something I forgot. Later it showed him using a bottle to go to the bathroom, in front of a TV. (I don't remember seeing any private parts!)

I remember seeing some of the houses in that neighborhood, and they were nice.

I think there was something at the very end of these dreams I forgot by the time I got to writing.

I forgot to say in the part with the fan, it was already running. And, tan. In the first round of dreams, I remember sensing my dad would dis-approve of me spending my money on food for R. And there was lots of OTTOTT stuff that I was trying to think of when I laid back down, but couldn't.

Well, recall was pretty good on these. And there's still time to go dream some more!

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It took a little while to fall asleep but not too long. I did the MILD technique which was to visualize myself getting lucid in some of the dream signs above.

This is really good because I slept a lot. I had one round of dreams, which is this one, and then did an RBFA. But I was able to re-remember them.

My first memory was some kind of Mario level. Mario was running along. It was a combination of Mario and Sonic. I remember seeing Mario have to dodge spikes on either side of the wall and deal with springs. It was like Mario/Sonic would lose some coins, gain back less, and eventually got down to only a few.

Eventually we got over to another game thing with letters on the wall, only this was more first-person. There were W, X, Y, Z, and now I remember even trying to arrange P, Q, R, S, T, U, V, etc. I think I put the Q after the R but corrected myself. Then a woman in the "party" had a smart idea. She took out a computer keyboard, and placed each letter on its corresponding place on the computer keyboard. At first the letters were too big but they became keyboard-key sized squares. I was impressed with her cleverness.

Then J G came along and was being a drill seargent. He yelled at me for taking naps, saying it was a "waste" of time. Obviously this was coming from a militaristic and workaholic place, and couldn't be further from the truth. I replied with some anger that naps are very good. In the dream context, I had taken 2 naps that day, which I was proud of. I gained strength from standing up to this workaholic, miltaristic bully, especially in the prescence of the woman there. Because it felt like I was standing up for the napper in both of us, and I could feel her appreciation. I guess eventually he backed off.

Then we all had to go into this church thing with the benches. There were a few columns of benches. G F was concerned that he wouldn't get to sit next to a woman. I told him to just relax because one day, one will come to him. I was hoping to sit near the woman from the previous scene, too, but couldn't find her. She had my water bottle, which gave me an easy reason to look for her. I needed to use the bathroom. I figured I would wait until the service thing had been going on for about 10 minutes and then go use the bathroom, not worrying about holding it or rushing to go before hand. I would just go when I needed to.

I ended up sitting next to G F and then everyone squeezed down towards my side of the bench so much that I got squished up against the end. It really hurt my hips. I stood up and yelled at everyone. It felt great to stand up for myself and set a boundary, instead of stuffing it. I was really mad at everyone for not realizing that they would end up squishing me the most.

After that there were women that came around with baskets of shiny medallions. They were glowing like holograms. I even tried to put my hand through them at one point to see if they were just holograms. I forgot what the result was. Some women had baskets that were empty and we were meant to add more medallions to them.

While I cleaned the floor beneath my bench, I noticed a pink organism which looked like it was made of several pine needles linked together. One for the body, one for the head, and one for each limb. I watched it have difficulty moving, because of how its legs bumped into things. It reminded me of Porygon. 'Was this the bug they designed Porygon after?' I thought. I wanted it to get out of the walk way so no one would step on it.

Brian Griffin, the dog from Family Guy, appeared to my right. I forgot what he said. Eventually I woke up.

I thought through them, and had pretty good recall. Actually, I think it took me a while to think through them... I was lost in thoughts when I woke up. Sometimes, thats another unconscious or hypnopompic state that delays my dream recall. So I drifted back to sleep a little and when I woke up again was really lucky to re-remember the dreams.

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So I slept more after those and like most sleep cycles closer to morning, I "drifted and dreamed" meaning, I just went in and out of dreams and laying there awake a little. I fell asleep while recalling the previous dreams.

I remember being at Aunt B or Nana's house. There was some kind of gift bag. I was thinking of doing things around people that I would feel shame or humiliation about even if no one said anything. Just because my inner critic would beat me up over it. Or just the fact that I could imagine someone having judgmental thoughts about me, led me to feel really bad, in a spiral. Not even if they actually said something mean but just if I thought they might think something mean.

I think the next part was at my parents old house. I remember there was a guy driving around, eventually in a clown mask, telling everyone historical facts. He told us all about things that happened in the year 518. I briefly became lucid, and thought to myself, 'I want to check in on that year 518 on google when I wake up.' After that, I was in a car of someone driving around B Avenue by my old neighborhood, and the clown mask guy was in another truck. I wanted to jump from the car I was in, to his car. I kept poking my head out the window and trying to sort of will myself into his truck, but the dream had a boundary that wouldn't let me fly out of the moving car. I kept trying to imagine it but it didn't work. Eventually I imagined that the clown mask might be really scary up close anyway.

I remember something very vague with R A and some balloon people. I think there were orange and pink ones.

In another part, a guy was calling me and making threats. He said he was from A C A and due to the way I treated him at one meeting, he was going to make all the meetings in the future very miserable for me. He said I called him "worthless" which rang true in the dream context but I never called anyone that in waking life. He sounded like F from Massachusets. Hearing how angry he was, I tried to apologize to him, but he wasn't having it. He kept threatening me and I felt some fear.

I remember walking over an elevated garden to get to an arch way that opened into a stone building place. I remember lots of little flowers really close together and it caught my eye. Eventually I was sitting near M F in an auditorium. He had said something really harsh to B F. I told him he might want to speak in a gentler way to people, based on what I had just heard on the phone from the guy threatening me. He didn't seem to want to hear that.

There was a vague memory of a cruise ship thing.

Then there was something where I was laying down on a stair case with a glass thing over me. I was trying to prop it up a little so that air would still get in. I didn't want the glass cover to limit my air. My mom was around and some other people. I think I tried to use my leg to create a gap between the glass and the stair case but it was uncomfortable.

Then I was at some kind of A A thing, in an auditorium again. M was saying how a woman had "gone out". Then there was another woman in a black dress with some white necklace, maybe pearls. She said that she got so tired that she just slept in her wheel chair. A lot of people were using wheel chairs to get around without really being handicapped. The woman said the F word and everybody laughed, encouraging her to get her feelings out. It was a good feeling.

Then it reached a point where I was laying on my back again. Aunt B, in a black dress, came and stood over me. Pressuring me to slide in so she could sit on the bench, too. I realized that I didn't want to move, since I was sick. In the dream context, I had thrown up earlier. (In waking life I wasn't sick at all.) We started to argue with each other and some swear words flew around.

My sister was sitting to my right while Aunt B was to my left arguing with me. My sister was holding a baby and squeezing its face but in a comforting way. The baby started to cry and my sister started to cry, too. She took the baby and walked away. I felt really bad for having that effect, but I knew that I couldn't possibly have moved. I was really sick and needed to stay perfectly still, and breathe very carefully. So it was really my Aunt B's lack of understanding. Still, I regretted the whole thing.

I was drinking a glass of water with hard boiled eggs and cooked beef in it. I had a brown paper bag with more of this mixture. It had been out for over an hour, so I wondered if I was making myself sicker by continuing to sip from it. Then I was sipping from a clear alcoholic liquid, thinking that it was necesary to recover from my illness. After some of that I was sipping a yellow wine drink from a wine glass. (I haven't drank alcohol since February 1 of 2014 but these were just the dream details. Alcohol dreams don't really worry me since I know I'm not gonna drink alcohol in waking life. They are just dream details like any others.)

I guess I had been standing up for myself in the dream. Then I noticed a kid near me, maybe M K, on his cell phone. He was typing something with @ (at) symbols and the name of the tubes full of toxic chemicals they sell in little boxes for people to burn and inhale. I could tell he thought he was "standing up for himself" too but I didn't agree that that was a good thing to "stand up for himself" about. So I was kind of annoyed that he took my example the wrong way.

Then the rows expanded around me. There was a girl who came up to my left. "I'm 10 years old and there's a boy from fourth grade who likes me," she said. She wasn't directing it to me but to the group of people in my area. My mom said something like, "Don't trust him." Something about ulterior motives.

So I woke up very slowly and gradually, playing those in my mind. I didn't get up until 7:30 A M or so! I was just re-playing all the dreams in my mind that I hadn't written yet. I had to battle with my mind to not drift to other things, but overall being able to lay down and keep resting, and just solidify the dreams in my mind, was peaceful. As opposed to hurrying up to write them. Maybe that works best for dreams after 3 A M which tend to stay in my mind more easily, while still allowing me to sleep.

For these dreams, I had to write short hand notes because there were so many of them. I was actually stressed about all the writing, even though I'm happy to have remembered so many.

I looked up the year 518 on Wikipedia and read some stuff. Nothing reminded me of the dream though. I guess the dream just wanted to make me think about history in general, which I don't think much about.

Created Wednesday 06 June 2018

Just a few scraps and a dream today.

Scrap Group 1
Walking around the neighborhood during a a sunny day. I then fly high up in the sky, taking a trip across the city. Along the way, I pass over a construction site, a nearby reservoir clearly reflecting the blue sky. Something about Harley Quinn joining me in my travels, despite my reluctance. Indeed, she gets me into a bit of trouble somewhere along the line.Later, I stop at an airport, where I booked a flight to somewhere up in northeastern US. When I arrived, I attacked a white trash-can looking robot, thinking it was a potential threat.bot

Wandering around in an urban area.

Dream 1 - Double Monster Rampage

The visuals were a bit blurred. I was watching a Hispanic superhero-themed horror comedy show. A psychotic (and nude) size-changing guy was going on a rampage. While giant, he devastates entire cities and turns fertile plains into wastelands. One of the heroes, a light skinned, dark haired woman in black spandex and the power of super strength, was chasing after him. The two finally encounter each other in a dirt field. At first, it seemed both were evenly matched. But then, the super strong woman overtly surpasses her limits, causing sudden violent swelling in her muscles. The guy shrinks down to taunt her, poking at the woman's deformed anatomy before she exploded outright.

Cut to another episode, a ridiculous Batman/Godzilla-knockoff crossover. This had the Joker swap bodies with said Godzilla ersatz. But, in lieu of total destruction, he instead plotted to coerce a rich, famous family into giving him cash. Zoom in on a skyscraper's penthouse. Lounging inside were three preteen superstars, all triplets, and the source of said family's wealth. Joker-zilla then smashed the windows and outer walls to the suite, and (somehow being capable of speech) makes his demands. The girls' mother, against all reason, stands up to the kaiju, refusing to budge. In response, she's picked up in the monster's claws' and crushed to death, the woman's jaws and neck hyperextending to a comical degree. The mad monster then eats several chunks of flesh, and audaciously offers some "meat puffs" to the others.

Not sure how this ended.

For starters I have not watched television wrestling in about 20 years, with that being said this dream was so strange it had to be logged. First me and my brother were trying to find the usb cable that powered a special device that let us watch t.v. on our watches. We looked all over the house I used to live in as kids for it, but the device and the cable could not be found. On the show, all the wrestlers were sick and vomiting on camera in hospital rooms like it was an episode of E.R. and Vince McMann was walking from room to room with a clipboard and the comedy followed, with wrestlers puking on Dr.s nurses, and each other (sort of like the story from Wideload eating all the pies in "Stand By Me") We got the idea that we could bring the Boogie Woogie man back to life by plugging in the USB cable into his pacemaker to restart him, and there was a small wrestler figure made of plastic and we plugged it in, and the Boogie Woogie man came back to life on the T.V. show hinting at the movie Weird Science. This was a nonsense dream and I file it under comedy with no lucidity.

Fragment: I was at the movies in Toronto with my parents (again in Toronto with my parents?) watching the new Star Wars movie. My mom was hungry and so I convinced my dad to come get food. We lined up at a breakfast place, waited till we were at the cashier, and ordered pancakes.

We found ourselves in the theatre watching the movie. There were three characters: two unrecognizable actors and Leonardo DiCaprio with a rigid expression, commenting on the apparent state of danger in the current scene.

I'm no longer at the movies, but rather following a woman. I notice she is flying toward a large sailing ship in the middle of a gigantic whirlpool. All the sailors scurry in fear of being sunk and yet as the woman perches herself onto the railing of the ship, all the men stop and watch her. I'm observing, floating from behind, as her legs change into a snake's tail (like a mermaid, but a snake).

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Total Dream Sign Count
Inner Awareness = 2
Action = 2
Form = 6
Context = 2

Total LD's/Dream = 0/6 = 0%

Please comment and let me know if you think I missed some dream sign classifications in the journal entry!

Dream 97: At The Arcade

Inside a Cinemark-type building; lots of dark red and black everywhere. I'm racing my brother around the hallways, sticking close to the walls to get around quicker (Thank you Gorman Race Track). On the third lap, I bolt it as fast as I can, narrowly avoiding being face-planted into the wall. Security starts catching on and warns us against running around the theater again.

My brother and I head for the arcade portion of the building. There's your cookie-cutter Pac-Man machines and lame cabinets--nothing special. Until I come across this one machine at least...

Well, two of them. My mom tagged along and she used the cabinet behind me.

The controllers were the weirdest things I've seen. They were wooden cylinders with red buttons on randomly placed sections of the controllers. There were also two of them per person, one for each hand. Both of the cabinets were classic Castlevania clones.