non-lucid

24/5/16
Dream 1: I was solving some really difficult mechanics question, maybe with Reza

Dream 2: I was playing some sort of Skyrim-like game. There was some 'boss of the month' or something like that, I was fighting it. It was a giant floating dragon priest who shot at me with bolts of ice. I was hiding in a stone tower deciding what my next move would be.

Fragment: I was at university, going up escalators.

Dream 3: I was mowing the lawn with my dad, I think he was giving me advice on how to do it.

Dream 4: My brother was introducing me to a new girlfriend.

Dental fuckups
I'm somewhere inside, though I don't remember where exactly. The interns from my physical therapist are there. They are acting as my dentists. They've decided to solve an issue by sawing through several parts of my gum areas in a horizontal way, so that parts of my teeth can be moved a bit. I don't like it for one bit, but it's happening. I don't remember the pain. I do remember that after the fact, it didn't feel comfortable at all. I ended up being able to just remove sections of my teeth and gum out of my mouth. It feels as if I'm wearing dentures. The sense of touch is strong in this dream. In the end they want to do some more stuff to me, but I refuse. I get angry instead and tell them that they have no clue what they are doing and that I wasn't experiencing any problems until they came along. I walk away, feeling some satisfaction from having said no.


Seduced
I'm in a room. My friend Mo enters it and asks me a question that I can't recall too well. It's something about wanting to know how she looks because she is planning on seducing someone. She takes off her shirt, showing me that she has written something on her body. There are 3 texts made up of a couple of words. I don't remember what was written on her body. I start to realise that the person she is trying to seduce is me. I let it happen. At one point I'm holding a breast with my left hand and I think, though I'm not sure, one with my right hand. At the same time I have what seems like a nipple in my mouth. I remember thinking of this as odd. Three breasts? I don't stop to think about it.

D 1: I was in a restaurant than is multi-leveled. My parents were there & some other members of my family & everyone was drinking & eating & walking around. It was more like a party than a sit down thing.

D 2: I was in this backroom of somewhere & I was in labor. I just all of the sudden started bleeding & my water broke. Someone was trying to get me into a bathtub & there were chunks of blood clots coming out of me but in my head I realized I was dreaming because I can't have anymore kids in real life because I had my tubes tied almost 24 years ago & in December I had a hysterectomy. So that made me become lucid but Meesha Cat decided to come & sit on my head & purr & meow so I had to get up & feed her


Non-Lucid-Green
Lucid-Red

Nothing. I can't remember anything.

May 25, 2016: #2 of 3: I am in an office setting along with numerous dream characters who play the role of my office mates or colleagues. It is evidently time to go home and everyone is in a hurry to leave. One of the dream characters is an African American woman about the age of 30 with short hair. She is naked from the waist down. I get the impression that we have just finished having sex. Despite this I ask her if she would like to have sex. She says no.

The dream characters hastily leave for home. Alone, I walk about the office which now has more of the appearance of a nicely appointed home than an office. In my wanderings I discover that there are three bathrooms. One of the bathrooms appears to be off of a master bedroom. I enter this bathroom, urinate, then leave.

The scene shifts and I am outside driving in my car. My task apparently is to bring home a bottle of wine pursuant to the request of my wife L. I am driving on a road apparently northbound towards route ***. As I reached the intersection I realize that the road conditions are icy and snowy. I apply the brakes but nonetheless slide (uneventfully) into the intersection. No accident occurs but the occurrence is frightening nonetheless. I turn left on route *** headed towards B*** & B*** even though that wasn't the liquor store that L. had specified as the store to purchase the wine. I wake. 2:53 AM.

May 25, 2016: #3 of 3: I am walking down the hall of a school. I am headed towards the classroom in which I'm going to be taking an examination. I am with L. Just prior to entering the room I noticed there are several gadgets on the floor just outside the door (down and to my right) which apparently had been confiscated by the teacher and not permitted into the exam room. One of them looks like an REM Dreamer. My pants legs are rolled up to demonstrate that I have nothing hidden on my ankles although there does seem to be an REM Dreamer strapped to my leg.

We entered the classroom and there are numerous previously seated dream characters. There are several unoccupied wooden desks in the classroom. I am interested in taking a seat at a large pine table. The teacher/proctor is Sean Connery. As I take my seat the large table appears to have spontaneously divided into two smaller tables. The teacher turns the narrow end of one of the tables towards me and I take my seat. L. is seated behind me and to my right at a "normal" classroom desk. She seems to know all about the subject matter of the test. I grow suddenly concerned I might not be fully prepared for the exam. I am surprised to learn that not only is there an academic part of the test but also a test of my physical strength as well. I wake. 5:54 AM.

Dream
I'm travelling outside with a friend, there's sabretooth tiger cubs in the distance, 1 big snow white one. They're up a bit on the hill. It's turning into winter, a snow storm is coming from the mountains. They're getting closer now, they were playing together but they fought a bit with snow white sabre. We try moving in the opposite direction and come near a line of trees. There's a huge bear here, damn. I can sense a sabretooth tiger coming up behind me so I sprint at the bear, barrel roll as the tiger pounces and cause the bear and tiger to fight. Badass?? Absolutely.
I arrive in place where my daughter is staying(?) or a shelter by a mountain. There's a room, I remember my friend Mat staying here and I had seen him on a video recording where he was splayed out on the couch super tired. I think I let him stay at the place since he was travelling. I can't remember when it happened but I'm a little gingerbread sized plastic man who has lost his memory as well, like some kind of evil curse. It's a really deep and sad story (in the dream plot) which I'm also watching. There's a loading bar that shows it's a movie which is halfway through, about 25 minutes. My daughter doesn't know where her uncle is (which is me, since we apparently lied and said I was her uncle and not her dad) and now she believes she doesn't have a dad.. It's because I'm away working and can't be with her to watch her grow up, so she doesn't really know what a is. I can't remember that I'm her dad though (because of the curse) and everything is sad. I remember thinking that I really wanted to watch until the end of the movie, because it's just such a beautiful story. I know how it ends, the father (me) manages to break the curse and turn back to normal, my daughter is super happy to finally have her uncle back, but I decide to tell her the truth that I'm her dad. It makes her so happy to have a dad, and we're both so happy to be together finally. I don't get to see the story unfold though, because I start becoming more aware. I'm lucid in a way, the dream visuals fade but I don't wake up. Then I'm back in the room with my mom, not really remembering the previous plot as I'm doing other stuff. At some point she leaves and I see my friend in these tight jeans, nice . I'm horny so I hook up with her. I try taking off her pants but there's dream lag, and my imagination is 'broken', like it can't remember how to materialize certain features and is in a state of buffering. I understood something at this point about dream lag too, that stability is linked to the rate at which we expand the dream world around us. In an unstable dream we can't load too much or it will crash, but the more stable the dream the greater the load it can handle. This sounds pretty obvious, but it wasn't something I'd ever truly practiced. I'm always moving in my lucids, never just stopping. Usually this is because if I stop then I lose lucidity >_<...

Also, I've had a lot of intensely vivid dreams lately, probably because I've just started working.

Blood pressure meter
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I am in my mothers house, she is in a bed in a room that I do not know or remember.
I stand there and realize the hospital has attached a couple of blood pressure meters to my body, in different places. On my arm, leg, belly. And an EEG device is attached to my head with electrodes and so on, and my heart rate is measured as well. I am full of medical devices that are measuring. I look completely silly, but I do not mind, I am happy about it because it will help the neurologist to understand what he can do to help me.
I say something to my mother, and then suddenly the blood pressure cuffs everywhere start to inflate into balloon like sizes, they start measuring how I am doing. There are so much like balloons, that they lift me up into midair. Its really odd but I try to relax anyway, its just devices measuring, no big deal.
My mother does not see me floating around, so I say 'mum look! look!'. I am sure she will be surprised by seeing me float around in midair, but instead she is not surprised at all. There is no response, she looks at me for a second and then watches other things instead. That makes me feel a bit sad or something, I guess I instantly feel lonely.
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(English is not my language, so sorry if there are mistakes )

*Saving a friend from voodoo. This Egyptian lady appeared and said is that all black people are remembered for is slavery.
*I was in a pre Christian temple. The design of the place was very usual something I have never seen. Lama Surya Das was sitting at the top on some kind of a throne.
Also the Dalai Lama was there.
*I was making out with this beautiful girl. I felt I was falling in love.

I had no lucid dreams. I'm so pissed off that I can't find the answer to my video issue! I got to the youtube link & use the insert video button & it displays this https://youtu.be/KWcxgrg4eQI but won't embed it. I have asked around & no-one else seems to have this problem. I use google chrome & I tried to use the yahoo browser too. I have tried other links that others on here have given me & still I can't imbed a video in my journal. I hope someone reads this & gives me some help.

HAHAHHAHAHA!!! I CAN MAKE UP FOR MY CRUDDY DREAM RECALL THE PAST FEW DAYS!
I put a pad of paper by my bed and wrote everything I could remember down when I woke up in the middle of the night. No lucid dreams, but the better dream recall is something I'm proud of.

Dream 1: I was in someone's garage, and they'd asked me to move their washing machine from the garage into the laundry room. I picked it up, and it was surprisingly light. It had a strap and I carried it over my shoulder through the house and put it where it belonged. The owner of the house came back home with his granddaughter, who was a little blonde girl riding a red tricycle.

Dream 2: My friend Mary Cate was on the news, though I'm not sure why. I was watching television and saw an interview of her, and told everyone in my family "Look! It's Mary Cate!". She was showing the reporter some crafts she'd made and taking her on a tour of her bedroom. It was a bit odd, and she seemed nervous, but it was exciting to see her on television.

Dream 3: I was in my little sister's classroom, and they were learning about spelling while I watched. Then, a little boy I've never seen before interrupted the lesson, and began teasing my sister, calling her "an Anna Bee". For some reason, this was a horrendous insult, and my sister looked hurt while the rest of the class laughed. He then continued to pester her, calling her annoying and weird. I went off on the kid, telling him it was not alright to say things like that or treat anyone that way. My mom was there, and tried to tell me not to get upset, but I was furious. The kid looked slightly frightened, but I wasn't yelling, I just had raised my voice a bit. My sister looked grateful.

Dream 4: Feeling bad about the incident with the little boy, where, I admit, I might have gotten a little wound up, I decided to go to mass. Something about the church struck me as odd, as there were very few people there, and the priests were just sitting down in front of the altar. There was nothing occurring that usually does during a mass, and people were just sitting in the pews, silently. Then Liam walked by, and said nothing to me, but seemed the happiest I'd ever seen him. He was relaxed and his almost permanent scowl was nowhere to be seen.
Then, I went up to get communion, as everyone else was. I went to the first priest, who was still sitting in front of the altar. A woman sitting next to him was holding a box of soy crackers, which was odd. I held my hands out for communion, and he gave me a saltine. I was very confused, so I held them out again... And got a triscuit. I tried one last time and got a whole grain cracker of some sort.
"Umm, what are these for?" I asked.
"I'm fasting," he said.
I walked away confusedly and got communion from the other priest, who was standing by the doorway.
Then a woman walked over to me, and we started talking. Somehow, I knew she was an angel, but she wouldn't admit it to me.
She told me I knew something no one else did, but didn't divulge anything more than that.

Dream 5: I was walking in what looked like a big city, past rows of skyscrapers, when a scary looking homeless man came over to me. I tried to walk away, but he attacked me and tackled me to the ground. Then, a boy from my English class who I rarely talk to and don't particularly like, named Tyler, showed up and fought against the homeless man, and got him off me. He continued to fight the man while I got up and ran away.

Dream 6: I was in some weird alternate dimension that was essentially Minecraft. Everything was blocky, except for the people (myself and the other DCs). It was like a combination of the Nether and the End, with random elements from the game thrown in, which was weird... If you don't know what those are, one is like hell, with fire and lava, and the other... I don't know how to quite describe it. It's certainly odd. I was there with the guy I like, Etienne, and some other friends, though I can't recall who the others were. We had to fight off monsters and stay alive long enough to jump into the portal that would take us home (in the game, most portals are vertical, but this one was a horizontal Nether portal). It was overwhelming, with monsters coming at us from all sides, and I hacked blindly at them with my sword, lucky to still be alive. Then Etienne, who is usually quiet, shy, and non-confrontational, grabbed an axe and killed every monster in sight. It was amazing and horrifying to watch the speed and accuracy with which he brought them down, and it was like he was an entirely different person, not the sweet and quiet person he is in real life.
The monsters pushed us into a platform, and while he continued to fight them off, I noticed the portal a couple hundred blocks below us. I told him, and he told me to jump, as he and the others would follow. I was worried about missing the portal and dying if I landed somewhere else, but I jumped anyways. I missed and landed in a random cauldron of water, which somehow broke my fall, and the others watched from the ledge as I climbed out and sprinted towards the portal.

Dream 7: I was at a retirement home, and a group of popular and famous musicians (I can't remember which) was performing. A lot of people from my school were there standing around the stage, and I noticed my friend, Patrick, in the crowd. I didn't go over to him, because I was still hurting from when he broke my heart on accident. Then I was invited onstage personally, as somehow, I knew the musicians well and we were friends. I performed the remainder of the show with them, singing my heart out and following the choreography. When a song about broken hearts was being played, I scanned the crowd for Patrick, but couldn't find him. I continued to sing, and afterwards the group thanked me, hugged me, and wrapped up the show with a bow. "It's always nice to perform with you," one of them said with a smile.
Afterwards, my friend Rachael and I were trying to make a thank-you card for them outside in the park, but couldn't figure out what we wanted it to say.

Wow, seven dreams... If only one could have been lucid!

D1 - I have no idea, there is some kind of big ominous robot, quite smooth and grey and green, it is backlight so pretty dark. Either side are duplicates that are half size. There is some significance to all this and of course it all seemed important in the dream lol.

D2 - Queueing with a load of kids, also a woman with a buggy and baby inside. We are waiting for some kind of rations.
I am feeling worried. The queue is super slow, it seems we will be waiting a long time. Everyone is acting like its an everyday happening.

D3 - Some guy has come into my mum and dad's garden, wandered in (this actually used to happen lol). I am busy talking urgently to someone and so do not have the time to talk. My friend gives him the low down on the best file compression algorithum for using on his mac.

D4 - I am in the back of someones yard, it is a real mess. I am doing gardening to make some extra money, I am quite happy till it hits me that this money will not be enough.
I go taking people on tours of london, even a Harry Potter tour but again I get little money. I try to find out how to encourage more people on my tour and am busy learning my lines, and reading up on places of interest.
I am frustracted and worried.

I am new here and not sure what the correct way is to place several dreams in the journal (of one night) without bothering others too much. Its not my intention to fill up the whole 'recent entries' list.
So please tell me if and how I should do it differently

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Another dream of the past night.

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"Phone"

I am standing in the living room, looking outside.
Outside in the garden the 15 year old son of my partner is searching for something, turning things upside down and and looking frustrated.
I hear someone saying that he does not know where his mobile phone is.
I do not know where the mobile phone is and try to remember where I have seen it the last time.
Then I pick up the normal phone of the house and listen, I hear people talking and realize its his mother and her partner, in his other home.

Because he is kicked out of their home (in real life also, he fully lives with us now), and because they do not communicate with him, I decide to listen to their conversation. Hoping it will give me some insight in how to look at the situation and how to solve it.
But it does not clear things up. They are talking about general things, not about him.

I am in a huge space, inside a building, with tiles on the floors and walls, and with lots of showers.
Why I am not sure, but I am coloring clothes, dyeing them. I have some purples, reds and blues.
There are also some others, doing the same thing, its sort of enjoyable.
When I feel I am done I walk a bit further into the room/space and see a big pile of dyed clothes, that have been dried and then thrown on the pile. I check some of them and notice that the colors have not integrated into the fabric quite right yet. So I pick up those and bring them with me to start the process again.
*change of dream*
I am washing my hair, color is coming off and goes down the drain. I am full of paint, and it takes a while to wash it all but finally I see my own hair again. Which oddly enough is blond (brown in real life).
I dry my hair and feel that its really soft, its usually never soft, so I try to remember what shampoo I used.

For some reason, I start washing again, and putting lots of shampoo in my hair. The soap creates a lot of foam and I again enjoy the process of washing.
I feel ok, I notice that thought and smile. I feel ok..

23/5/16
Fragment: Playing a match of Elder Scrolls Legends.