non-lucid

Morning of September 9, 2015. Wednesday.



In the first part of my dream, which does not flow directly into the next scenes, I am on stage playing a flute for a seemingly long time; a very long version of “For My Lady” (from Seventh Sojourn from 1972, which I had on cassette for a number of years) and I seem to actually be performing with The Moody Blues. From here, I eventually fly from the stage into an (at first) unknown region.

I decide to walk for awhile. Eventually, I seem to be in an undesirable part of town. For some reason, an unknown male approaches me. I first think that his intent is to rob me, so I say how I know (I think) someone named Tony, who apparently leads a group of gangsters. I had never met this person, but the other male walks back to his apartment building, taking me along in a friendly manner.

When we reach the building and the small room which is somewhat kitchen-like, there is a young gangster in a T-shirt who is smoking and who is apparently the leader. He is seated on a small wooden chair. A burly male stands by another door. Oddly, the leader seems to acknowledge me as “David”, which the other male calls me as if that is my actual name (though I can tell he does not remember me - though also can sense he accepts me as someone he knew years ago). I get a vague impression that David was the human name of the Incredible Hulk, but it is not pertinent to any aspect of my dream. I really do not want to hang around these people so I make the excuse that I will leave and do a “hit” for them, as the leader seems to be broke and the idea of a “hit” is supposedly to get money (rather than just kill someone) and not necessarily kill the person you are robbing.

I leave and eventually reach the front of the building. Unexpectedly, the “staircase” is made of old pieces of railroad ties that were split in half and are arranged downward like a diagonal crooked ladder rather than steps. I have to climb down, which is somewhat annoying, trying on both my stomach and in crab position. Two very happy young Jamaican boys (probably only about three years old) are also playing on the diagonal ladder on my left and climbing down. I have a bit of concern for them, as the structure eventually goes down into seemingly deep water. An immensely overweight Jamaican woman is on my right and has to climb over me to get to her children but it is not that problematic and there is no drama. Humorously, now is the time I pick to fly up and away, rather than having done it from the top of the problematic faux staircase.

From here, I fly north down Tenth Street, past the King Street boarding house on the corner and to my left, flying about five feet from the ground. Someone shouts as if annoyed, so I fly much higher, but then fly back down to about ten feet from the street. Eventually, I think about visiting relatives, but soon realize that most of my relatives in this region have died. I fly past an unfamiliar bakery (which is on my right) where there is a red-haired girl visible through the large front windows and seemingly taking something out of a large oven, possibly muffins or cookies. I wave absentmindedly and she waves back but does not seem that friendly. I somehow think it is Anita (who never had red hair) but then I realize it is my wife’s younger half-sister Leila, who we have not seen in years (and she has never been to America as far as I know). I continue to fly on and upward and then decide that I should fly back home so I can “finally” wake up (even though I had not been actively lucid at any point). I am glad to wake up and be “back” with my wife and family.

I was on a beach at night. Lucid now. I remember feeling like I was on a rather small island. There was a strange dim light emitting from all around me. I didn't really take notice of that. I remember I felt a menacing presence, like some kind of monster was coming to torment/attack me.

I saw two rabbits come out of the woods. One of them was considerably smaller than the other. It had light brownish fur. There were patches of fur missing and what looked like burns. The larger rabbit was spotted and had its ears clipped clean off and was bleeding from them.

I then swiped my hands across the two rabbits trying to heal them. It didn't work completely. The burns on the small rabbit looked smaller and less severe. The larger rabbit had one of his ears back. It was then that a wite cat came hobbling out of the rainforest. Also injured, it was missing its leg. I then did the same thing to the cat and gave it back its leg. I felt that the monster was getting closer. I could tell the animals were on edge.

I saw the monster emerge from the woods. It had yellow eyes and a sort of horse head, with a mouth that hung open and sharp teeth. I think something on its shoulders was on fire. It had a sort of centaur build, with a humanoid body becoming that of a horse.

I could feel its negative presence was very strong. It was somehow able to re-injure the animals just by emitting some kind of wave of negative energy. I felt the wave too, but it was too weak to affect me. I could also tell that the monster wasn't particularly interested in scaring/hurting me, though it's presence was still frightening. It merely wanted to torment the animals.

I thought about fighting the monster at first, but then remembered my 'scare them off' technique.

Spoiler for Spooky Scary Face:

The monster made a yelping sound and ran back into the woods.

I just scared off my own nightmare. Oh, how the tables have turned... (Though granted, I should have asked it what it represented.)

I looked back at the animals that I was protecting and healed them a second time, at least to the best of my ability. I then decided that I would bring good fortune to them. I reached into my pocked expecting to pull out something useful. I only felt a little peice of paper. When I took it out and unfolded it, I thought it was a one hundred dollar bill. Closer examination revealed that it was a one hundred thousand dollar bill.

I tried to give it to the smaller rabbit, who still had the burns to some degree. It looked at me curiously, as if to say 'How's that supposed to help?'. I figured animals wouldn't have much use for money. So I just tried repeatedly wiping my hand over the rabbit, completely healing it. The dream fades out here.

Once I use a dream power three times, I count it as a persistent dream power. This means that scary face to scare off dcs and avoid conflict is a go.

I was a character in an anime/TV show. It was a school show that took place in a floating school inside the atmosphere of Jupiter. The school was a number of very high tech looking white boxes suspended by some kind of gravity particle technology. They were connected by exterior platforms and there was some kind of field that kept a breathable, non-corrosive atmosphere in the vicinity of the school. The overall look of the location was exceptionally well rendered.

The characters however, looked flat and cartoony. Like poorly animated flash characters superimposed on a realistic and beautiful environment. Many of them had rather bland and forgettable designs or were characters that I recognized from either my own creation or any animated series that I have seen.

For a time, I was one of the characters. I was just walking around quietly. Curiously observing the surroundings. I had some inkling that what I was experiencing was a daydream. I recall seeing that one character was trapped in a small white floating box with a similar aesthetic to the school. I remember thinking that this was some kind of bullying tactic.

I then was booted from controlling myself, and forced to observe in third person. A couple of characters approached mine, asking if he would like to stay after school and help them study. 'I' said no, justifying it with the idea that the other characters were ugly and therefore not worth spending my time with.

My character then left the scene. It then explained these characters had made underwent some kind of change at night. Where the ugly nerd characters would become beautiful and the beautiful characters would become ugly. It had something to do with the machine/box that the one character was sitting in earlier.

The dream had some kind of moral having do to with how you should not judge a book by its cover.

I became lucid at this point and decided that the dream was pointless. This was projected by my character getting a cartoonish rage face and screaming. "Stop making me a character on a TV show!"

I am getting a bit bothered by these 'character in a TV show' dreams. Maybe I should start getting to the bottom of why they keep occurring.

I also recall part of a dream where I was at what felt like my old high school. Only it was spread out across multiple buildings and there were beautiful outdoor areas with gardens and fountains. I was walking with my some random people who I felt were my friends, and talking about lucid dreaming. Naturally, this led me to actually become lucid.

I remember I came outside because I needed to explain something to them. I tried to use dream control to create a world map for some reason, though it failed to alter the environment in any way.

I then remember I started eating a rather large chocolate chip cookie. Though the cookie had a sort of unnatural yellowish color to it. It tasted really good, and I knew it was a dream so I could chow down all I wanted, but for some reason, I started getting a sickly feeling in my stomach anyway. I stopped and pondered what I was doing for a good long time.

Manei approached me, though she had taken the form of a young boy. Not sure if it was on purpose. She asked me what I was going to do now. I threw the cookie into the grass and said that I knew what was important here and now. She started to energy sync with me and I lost the dream.

...

There was a large section on nonlucid dream before this that I have forgotten.

I was again with Manei. This time we are in a bog and there are some other DCs present. Though they are not actively attacking us, they are exceedingly and intentionally annoying. I became lucid and I flew the both of us away.

I flew up over a forested ridge. There was a beautiful and expansive oriental city spread out in that direction. The city had green and gold rooftops with a sort of beige construction. The buildings had a very ubiquitous look to them. Though there was some variation in height, size and shape, they were all so similar in design and none of them had any defining characteristics.

I then made the mistake of asking myself how the heck I was carrying her. Last time I tried to lift off with her on my shoulders I didn't get more than six inches off the ground and flew backwards into a tree. Just as I thought that we started going down. I thought to myself "It's a dream! She doesn't even have any real weight!" but I was plummeting toward the ground anyway. The thought had entered my mind and now it was not going to leave. We fell into a dirt street at speeds that would kill anyone IWL and rolled across the ground. Not a scratch on us, of course.

For some reason this was absolutely hilarious to her and she wouldn't stop laughing. I knew she knew how I let the thought of failure into my mind fully aware of what the end result would be.

"Fine then, maybe you should start flying me around."

She had to ponder that for a second. Apparently this was a new idea to her.

I got up. The dream went in third person for a moment. It had become very foggy and I took note that there was nobody in the city. There was a wind chime hanging from the corner of one of the roofs that made an odd sound.

I got bored and instead began thinking of ways we could travel together. I considered a glider staff, like from Avatar. Or perhaps a hoverboard. Or what about some kind of pocket dimension thing that I could put her inside. Nah. She wouldn't like that...

The dream faded into waking daydreams. I was awake now, but the final portion of the dream continued to play over and over for sometime.

I had a rather distressing dream last night about fighting to use a public toilet . On the positive side my recall has increased significantly over the past few days.
1: I was at a bank with my dad, but for some reason he was in a wheelchair. We withdrew some money from an ATM, but as we were leaving some people came up to us with guns. I think my dad got up out of his wheelchair and started fighting them, which surprised everyone involved.

2: I was watching/involved with motorbike and car racing, in particular a race where one competed against the other. I was racing/watching the guy on the motorbike, and as I was going around the corner one of my tyres burst, so I erratically tried to cross over the line before the car who I was previously beating zoomed up to overtake me.

3: I was at an art exhibition and party with my brother at school. Initially everyone in the year level had a feast of pizza and coke, then we went to look at the art. I think the theme of the exhibition was meant to be offensive art, as a lot of it had somewhat offensive jokes about students in my year level. There was one about me and my brother involving the twin towers and bananas in pyjamas, which I found hilarious but I don't know how the other DC's reacted haha.

4: I was involved in a school camp, with a group of 'the lads' and I sharing a really nice, big wooden cabin room. I can't remember to much of this but I do remember a large fireplace in the middle of the room.

5: Toilet dream! My brother, dad and I went to a cinema to watch Rush Hour 4(my dream memory told me that I had just watched rush hour 3 prior so wanted to see the new one). Unfortunately when we arrived we found that the movie had been cancelled that day, and with nothing else grabbing our attention we decided to go home. I needed to go to the toilet, so I lined up outside the public toilet thing they had there. There were 2 people in front of me at first, 1 of them went in, then another guy cut infront to be the next person in. By this stage the line had grown to about a dozen people and tensions were flaring. The guy in front of me went so I was in front, but all these people behind were pushing and shoving to go in. I held them back for a while but 1 slipped through and got in, even though the previous guy wasn't done. A massive argument started and the guy inside refused under any circumstances to get out. As this was the only public toilet around everyone grew irate and I received the brunt of the hate. I tried to escape by running outside, and I saw there was a toilet at the beachy end of what appeared to be the island I was on. I ran towards it and the crowd behind me followed, with one of the managing to sneak infront and get there first. he slipped inside and I was left to battle the crazy horde outside. The dream crossed over a bit with the school camp one, as I went through a side door to find another camp group's cabin. They invited me to use their toilet, but I felt a sense of duty and responsibility for what was happening outside. So, I dived back outside and fought my way through the raging throng of people to the door. Once there I had to fight off 3 people at a time for about a minute while the other guy was going, all the while screaming "It's MY turn to sue the toilet!". Eventually the toilet was free and I made inside, to blessed relief .

6: Just a fragment, something about an incredibly expensive gold table tennis ball, worth something like 25 000 dollars.

I was playing soccer and we had this real shitty linesman, I was always complaining to him about the other team kicking the ball away when it was our throw in. He didn't even care! I was at an unknown soccer field but there was a RSL there or something of the sort. When we finished we went inside the RSL and I said to my brother, that ref was really shit. Then there was the centre ref came along and didn't say anything.

1: I was on a beach paradise in Mexico with my family. My dad, brother and I were gathered around a fire at twilight, sitting back in hammock like chairs. The talk turned to football, and apparently my team (the Western Bulldogs) had lost to Collingwood, kicking us out of the finals. We were all a bit distraught and tensions flared a bit.

2: I was playing a sort of MMO, where it combined mini games based on all sorts of different other games, except i was inside the world of the game. I created my account and then got cracking. The map showed a large, somewhat circular central island with a smaller island on the top left. The middle band of the central island seemed to be greyed out, perhaps needing an update, so I started off in the lower portion. I played some sort of minigame where I jumped around the city, grabbing bundles of cash that were stuck on the walls and posts etc. After that I decided to go to the top right corner of the main island, which dream deja vu told me was a theme park which I had been to long ago. The place seemed mostly deserted as I went on the rollercoaster and some of the other rides, it was a bit sad really. I went back to the middle top section of the island, called the maintenance section or something, where I was in a storeroom full with cleaning and building supplies. I was running around a bit trying to fix things and generally making a mess of myself. The dream cut a bit where I was with a friend at school and asking him how many steam points did they have.

3: I was one of three dwarves from the lord of the rings/hobbit. I was one of the three last living dwarves that were part of the group which travelled with Bilbo, and there was a feud growing amongst us. I was determined to be the last of them to die, yet the woman who was there was angry at me. The other male dwarf there, Kuro, was being exposed as a fraud, I was tugging his big grey beard and it was coming off slightly, it was a very weird experience. At the end I abandoned the two of them and went off into the woods on my own, vowing that I would be the last to die...

Black: non-dream
Blue: non-lucid
Red: lucid

Dream 1 - at my ex's house
I was at my ex girlfriends house and her friend was with us too. I remember at some point needing to go to the loo and my ex's friend did too... So for some reason we went at the same time because there are multiple toilets in there (don't know why, it seemed normal in the dream). I started taking a leak while she waited, but she started trying to turn me on . Next thing I know she says "come on, just ask me already..." with a lustful tone in her voice. "I know you want to **** me hard" O_O. Uhhh. As she said this another guy who lived in the house walked in (there seemed to be 3 doorways into this loo, the man came in from a door opposite where we entered). I immediately knew he had heard what she'd said, the look on his face was like "ohhh haha I see what's happening", such a cheeky grin. We kind of act like nothings going on though... Then another guy walks in from the 3rd doorway, directly next to the 2nd one. I asked him to put something in the rubbish for me but he just looks at me, throws it back and says "no". I get all pissed off and follow him as he walks off back through the doorway. When I peer through the door I see a guy sitting on the couch, but it wasn't the right guy... He should have been right in front of me but it just wasn't the right dream character. I clicked and realized it was a dream. I don't recall too well what I did but I remember just walking around and thinking about what to do before eventually just waking up. What a waste.

Edit: I remembered this halfway through the day, but during this dream while I was walking around I saw a bunch of guys working out, which kind of grossed me out O_O I thought to myself "god damn it why couldn't there be hot chicks working out?". I tried to turn this thought into my will, commanding the dream to summon hot chicks instead of buff guys . And that's how I spent my lucid dream.

Dream 2 - Through the mirror to the arcade
I have no clue what I was doing prior to becoming lucid, but I clapped my hands in an attempt to stabilize myself. I turned to face a mirror which didn't have my reflection in it, but instead it had a reflection of another mirror which had another mirror in it and another and another... So on so forth. I wanted to go inside it and see where it would take me. So I clapped my hands together again and as I took them apart I 'grabbed' the air and willed the mirror to expand. I then kind of dived/got sucked into the mirrors portal and everything went black. I was in a dark rectangular pit just falling through space. Eventually I saw stars and the pit opened up. This is where it kind of turned into an arcade game. Things started flying towards me and I dodged them, then they came back and I dodged them again... I think they were pixelated skulls? I suddenly had a knife and had to fight off these giant pterodactyl creatures, they flew at me and I slashed them to bits. At some point I was like "I want to change my character and play the game properly" O_O which made no sense and I kind of just lost lucidity around here. Now I'm in a main menu screen just thinking about the different stats I can have, I go into character selection and look at these different race cars. One of them is like a mouse racer, which is weak but fast (the only one I looked at properly). After this I seem to remember being in an alleyway but I forgot the rest.

I have a bf. He is a young, maybe 18 or so. He keeps calling me and smooth talking. He has a gentle voice but I can tell he wants me. He tells me to come over right now and keep calling me words of endearment. I start to go over but I really want to wear makeup. I find Erica in Becky's old room and we start doing our makeup. I can't find my foundation so I use her cream one. It dries really fast on my face. I remember that it takes an hour or so to do my makeup and I was going to be really late.

Rachel was creating cocaine in a lab. She spent a couple weeks camping with her family. I thought it was to reconnect. Turns out it was bc there are old, abandoned labs in those woods and she was making cocaine (synthetic?). She ends up taking us there. It is a big group of my nursing class (except the only person from real life is Holly). It is the day before graduation. There are black and white tiled floors to the lab and the lab is dark, blue, and falling apart. I was surprised they never blew up the lab bc it promotes people to make drugs. But then again, if they don’t know what’s in the lab, blowing it up is dangerous. Idk what they are doing in the lab this time but a few of us are in uniform, acting like belong there, and standing guard. After a while it starts to get dark and seem sketchy. Some people had enough and were ditching out, but there was a very specific way out. One of the guards took me and another and showed us the way out. This was too dangerous for them. They want out. We get to a little pond that could turn you into a frog if you drank or touched the water wrong. I tell them to stop. We need to go back for the others. The one that showed us out keeps going but the other waits with me. I go back around the corner and there is someone I didn’t recognize staring at me from the other corner. It kinda freaks me out. I tell my partner. They don't want to go back. I tell them “I can’t just sit here and do nothing.” I feel like action is the best response to my fear and discomfort. If I lead, the partner may follow. So I go back despite the creeper and turns out it is no one significant. But it makes me feel like people are out looking for us. We have been gone for a couple hours by now. I go into the lab and the front part looks like a grocery store check area. I tell them we have to go. This has gone on long enough. It’s getting dangerous and people are looking for us. They listen and I show them the proper way out. They blow up the lab as they leave. We all run and have to swim out as the final leg. Holly makes sure everyone gets out and was thrown into the water from the explosion impact. I am her for a minute and can barely breathe. I am aware, but suffered a bit of drowning. I thought she was going to die. But she didn’t. We are all excited as we come out of the woods. It is finally graduation. But what are we going to tell our families? What is our cover? That we were just partying in the woods before graduation. There are spirits watching over us. Their tradition was to wear a strange, protruding sash. They chose one of the girls and put a regular modern sash in her room. She notices it and tries it on. She doesn't want to wear it but she hears voices that tell her it is necessary to reclaim her wholesomeness and show it to the world. She cries and agrees. I choose to a wear a pink dress with black polka dots for graduation.

I was at some tall and loose looking building that seemed to really only be held together by metal walkways. Maybe a radio tower of some kind? There didn't seem to be any real parts that were solid and that had rooms, it just seemed to be all open. I was there with a friend, and it was his house, although his identity changed multiple times throughout the dream. His father and a friend his father had went up to the walkway where we were, which was about 30 feet off the ground. There was a door that led to nothing and his father went through it and fell all the way down, but he was fine. He apparently needed to do it in order to put the staircase in place. There was now a metal staircase outside the doorway he just jumped out of, which made it easier to get up to where we were. I don't remember what happened after this, but the next thing I know is that we're in an actual room now, even though his house seemed to have none. I was at the top of some staircase inside with my friend, and we were looking out the window and we saw my mom coming up to the house. She used the staircase that was put in place outside and came inside. Somehow, she was at the bottom of the staircase we were at the top of, and she was telling me how if I went back to school, I would need to "buckle down" and get better grades. This was pointless. We had an argument, and I reminded her about how I'm not going back to school because I graduated. She persisted anyway, and I was constantly compared to my friend next to me who got all B's. When I apparently only got C's. None of that is even true actually. This dream happened after I tried to do a WILD. I failed of course, but I did get close to the transition, so I'll try WBTB tonight.

Does anyone have any advice for someone trying to get back into WILD after like 2 years?

Morning of September 7, 2015. Monday.



This dream may have partly been influenced by briefly thinking about the number nine due to reading and checking an older entry and how, on one (symbolic) imagery level, it is like a seed growing a root.

My wife Zsuzsanna and our children and I are in Cubitis, at the north side of my childhood home and near the edge of the carport, more towards the driveway on the west end. I plant some seeds along the perimeter (where my mother sometimes had a garden in real life but mostly red canna lilies and coleus blumei). Surprisingly, they start to grow almost immediately. My wife’s mother is there in the background but her behavior is not problematic, oddly enough.

There are three types of plants that rapidly grow (so fast, we have to move out of the way), one being watermelon, though the watermelons grow nearly as big as a person and taste like strawberries (though otherwise they look like watermelon). Another type is like cabbage but unrealistic in that the leaves are more like spinach and in thick layers (as if stacked and compressed into the spherical form). Still, I eat my way through half a head and the flavor is actually enjoyable. The other type is dragon fruit, but it grows quite tall and the fruit hangs down more from the top of the plant, being reminiscent of a bent-over street light. The dragon fruit imagery gives me a very vague impression (though not really enough to focus much on it in that light in-dream) of the “neck” and “head” of the 1953 “War of the Worlds” spaceship design.

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1: I was a mouse trapped in a cage/safe by someone who resembled my brother. I'm not sure entirely how I got into the cage, but whenever I tried to escape he always caught me and put me back. He gave me cheese every now and then, which is when I usually tried to escape, but no luck. I tried to leap across to the kitchen table, which had some sore of portal on it, but alas he caught me every time. I eventually stopped trying to escape, resigning myself to a life of imprisonment, when he left me alone for a little bit to answer the door. As he was talking to his friend/colleague, I managed use a lockpick from inside the safe to twist the lock open, escape through the door and, just as he turned around in suspicion, I sprinted out the door like a ball of lightning! Freedom!

2: More of a fragment, I remember being in a city with different guilds, and I was part of the engineeering guild. I was with a more junior colleague as we walked to a professors house. The city was a bit steampunky with gas lamps and cobble streets/large manor houses with some beautiful, dark green/blue trees.

3:I was in my physics class as we were preparing for the annual physics expo day. I initially was reminiscing about last years (which I swear was a previous dream I have had, or so today's dream has made me think!). The expo last year was a video game one, with statues, memorabilia and examples of games throughout the ages everywhere. I remember there being a statue of galaxy eyes tachyon dragon for some reason, and the finale of the event involved two students competing in some crazy video game competition.
Fast forward to this year, and the teacher outlines his vision and told us what we would be doing to prepare. Budget didn't seem to be an issue for him, as he agreed pretty much to whatever suggestions we had without a second thought. He went around the room counting the number of special computers and hings we had for the event, then told us to get cracking. We started working on preparations, and soon me and a few others started complaining about the way some of our subjects were taught. Some people complained about chemistry, whereas others and I complained about the language we were learning. We had a bit of a good natured grumble and then left, presumably to lunch.

Morning of September 6, 2015. Sunday.



This is mostly an ordinary dream of a typical passive perspective. At one point, I become aware that three younger men, all around thirty perhaps, are sitting in our living room. I am not sure of what circumstances or implied back story brought this about though I do not seem annoyed as I often am in such dreams. Our house seems different, with more open space in the rooms and larger overall as well.

I do not seem to know who the males are. I first consider that they are new tenants for a nearby house. I make an absentminded comment about some people not living in any place for more than a few months. I also make a sarcastic comment about the conditions of the houses in the region. They do not seem amused and I start to think that they may be some sort of real estate appraisers. They make unrealistic comments about how nice the houses are but I do not respond.

Soon, I notice that when I look out the window, there is only a field of tall dry grass across the street from our house. I get the impression that there are not many other houses or buildings around after all, and that what I thought of as a street is actually a (fictional) back road in a somewhat isolated area. This seeing of the high golden grass through the window (instead of a large parking lot as in reality - though it was actually a large field before this) and realizing there are not many neighbors makes me feel good and makes me consider that my “complaints” were unwarranted. My flawed thinking does not trigger lucidity in any way. The men continue to talk about the nature of the houses and their value though I also get the impression that some maintenance or repair work may be done soon (not necessarily on our own house).

At one point, I look out the kitchen window and notice the neighbor’s dog running around and barking in our backyard. I mention this to my wife but I do not go out. The dog, however, is a small beagle, and I become mildly amused rather than angry at the neighbor, at its random wandering about. I go back into the living room.

After the men talk a bit more, they leave through the kitchen area, it seems, though I suddenly get suspicious and go into the kitchen myself. However, I do not see anyone but my wife Zsuzsanna and our youngest daughter. Zsuzsanna talks about getting some extra things in some sort of subscription to a craft series. (I am not sure if she just bought it at the newsagency - what they call magazine vendors here - or got it in the mail.)

My wife goes into the living room to sit on the couch and I notice the transparent rectangular plastic box she has is filled with numerous random items. At least a few of the items are old ruined CDs that are meant to be used in a craft project. There is also a general appearance of similar items; for example, a small plastic lid of some sort that is of a lesser diameter than a CD though with a large circular hole in the center as well as a couple embroidery hoops and a couple round beverage coasters. Several of the items look as if they may be pieces of old toys meant to be used in a new craft project. My wife seems happy about the special cheaper price for the first part of the subscription series. I am not sure if a particular subscription project utilizes the random items, or if they are meant to be used for the individual ideas of the subscribers.

As mostly my IRL self, I'm following a news story about a court case. The girl on trial is a minor, but the people involved in the case keep talking about her as if she's an adult; there's racial connotations. Her outlook is not good. As not-exactly-my-IRL-self, I'm thinking this is an injustice. I've allowed them long enough to work this out themselves, they've had their chance; I'm going to step in and remove her from this ridiculous trial. There's a connotation here that this means dropping everything going on in my life. I'm nearly out the door when IRL-self stops to wonder exactly what I think I can do.

I'm standing in a dimly-lit, brown-toned library where I'm meeting Mazikeen for the first time in a long time. The dreamer part of me is critiquing the way the dream is representing her half-alive half-dead status; the parts of her without skin are tinged green, and it crosses over her body, so that her left arm and right leg are dead. I think of this as a clumsy representation of the life/death mix. The character part of me is remembering seeing her a long time ago, when she'd just been made immortal and she'd been elated about it, saying that she'll be able to continue to serve as long as I need her. I'm wondering whether she'll think what I'm doing now is worth serving - or rather, what I'm not doing now; I've abandoned certain ambitions.

Once a month, I have a dream about the apocalypse.

I've been working on my dream recall lately, because I'm trying to recovery from a long battle with mental illnesses. I stopped quite some time ago but I'm making excellent progress. It's nice to be interested in something again.

Here is the dream.

My family is living in an apartment building, instead of our house. I look out the window and see a lake. The sky is very dark, and I feel extremely creeped out. I can hear my parents talking to my sister behind me. I see some clouds swirling around, and suddenly, I see a meteor fall from the sky, into the lake. I immediately think, "The apocalypse is happening".

My dad warns me to back away from the window, but I can't look away. I see a meteor coming towards our building, and I scream. It hits somewhere below us and I feel the building sway. It made me feel sick.

My dad and some man who I've never seen before start grabbing supplies. I see them loading canned foods and cases of water into a car. Yes, a car was in the middle of our apartment building hahaha.

Suddenly, we're in the basement of the house we live in in my waking life. I don't remember how we got there. I don't see my mom anywhere, but I see my dad and sister talking. I realize that I forgot my phone charge in my room, because apparently that's very important to have during the apocalypse. I feel my anxiety building up as I prepare to dash up to my room to grab my phone charge. Oh, priorities...

I dash up the stairs, and I can feel sweat running down my face. I hear some awful buzzing sound, which was apparently the sound of meteors crashing into the earth. I kept thinking "This is it, Jayme. You could die any second."

I didn't die, though. I managed to get my phone charger and threw myself back down the stairs. But when I looked around, my family was gone.

Sleeping: September 5th 2015, 10:20 PM (UTC +7)
Awake: September 6th 2015, 6:20 AM (UTC +7)

Non-Dream, Non-Lucid, Lucid, False Awakening

I didn't know why we were here at night. I was with my parents, along the streets. There was a car on other side of the road. I also got hold of a remote, which I knew it was bomb. We decided, I pressed the button. The time was set for 30 seconds, so we ran. We thought we were safe. Yes, we were, but bomb didn't explode at all. I was confused on why it didn't work. Picked up the remote and found that I didn't press it at all yet. I just pressed, and ignored that bomb I activated.

I walked along the street and saw all the situations. Groups were trying to stop the bomb from exploding. So much bombs were placed under the ground. After I inspected most enough, I came back and walked into a nearby forest. It was dark and scary, but I just got some bomb activators there. It was just a small snack bag, with suspicious cube inside. I torn it off, got the cube in my hand. There were police around me, so I tried to be sneaky. Threw that bag away and slowly put the cube inside my pocket.

There was a policewoman who saw me. She said to nobody, but targeting me. "Heh? A kid found some suspicious things and didn't even help us. Lovely. Come here and get some rewards, boy." I was like "Freak. What do I do now?" and walked to her. Handed her the cube and tried showing my innocence. I apologized as much as I could and led her to trust in me. Although, she knew I was one detonating the bomb. We engaged in a long conversation about this bomb incident. She asked if I would even help her in their works. I refused, with reasons that I and my parents had to go somewhere else after that car exploded. She nodded, and acted like she didn't know the culprit 'me' at all.

I woke up afterwards. I was in my bed, recalling this thing. Due to how sleepy I felt, I continued lying there. However, the result from last night reminded me to not go straight into sleep yet. While it was super easy for me to sleep if I didn't get out at all, I risked forgetting about this dream. So, I just got out of my bed. Went out of my bedroom, got my phone. Came back, checked the time and wrote notes for this dream down. It was 4:40 AM. It took me around 10 minutes to fall asleep, assuming. Actually, I felt like I couldn't sleep at all.

I was awake in my bed again. Although, I felt weird this time. I didn't know what it was, until I took a look at my hand. Bang. Immediate lucidity from false awakening. Although, I didn't dare to move yet. I was afraid that 6 fingers I saw was just my failed vision. Actually, the room was dark. Things were quite blurry. So, I decided to try controlling something without my movement first. I was afraid I would wake up easily. I saw my closet, so I tried moving it with my mind. It worked effortlessly. I continued trying with other things in my room until I could be sure. There was nothing to lose this time. I had to get out of my bed or else I wouldn't be able to do anything.

I stood up, double checked my fingers. There were really six fingers on each hand. I was amazed by how things looked so real, comparing to my last dark lucid dream. I walked around my home. All the lights were on, though I remembered they were off in waking life. Subconscious did great job simulating myself waking up in the middle of night. This included seeing my dad falling asleep on the floor when watching TV outside. I accidentally stumbled upon him a bit. He woke up. I wasn't able to speak. He understood. "Sorry? That's fine." and continued being asleep.

I realized I didn't have to worry much. I opened the door with my mind. I couldn't remember what I was going to do. Only one thing popped up in my head: fly. It was bright noon, so great dream time to try. I opened my arms, ran a few steps out of my home and flew up. I was surprised I could do this effortlessly. There was one problem: I got my head stuck at the roof. Instead of having trouble flying up, I had trouble landing down. I used my hands to push the wall above so I could get down a bit and continued flying.

I was finally out of my home area. Flew up high on the sky, seeing the whole city. I felt amazed enough to point where I forgot I was dreaming. I landed down in a forest. I was in the wide area with no trees. Trees around this place were big enough to cover the sky. Found my friends there. I didn't know where should I fly to, so I just asked one of them. It continued to myself asking him for my other friend's cellphone number. Just to tell some people I was going to visit their house. Thanked him, flew off.

I woke up right afterwards. Checked the time, it was 5:51 AM. I quickly noted them all down happily. Continued sleeping on to late 9:30 AM. Well, that was my last night to have a long sleep. Until then, there comes another week of school works!