non-lucid

Weird tube kayak: the dream:
Had a dream I was going kayaking with my friend and his dad, and so I had to get my big two seater kayak because irl its the only one my dad lets me use, but I didn't want to use it because after a while I got super tired of paddling with that hulking beast, so I went inside and tried to get my dad to let me use the one-seater kayak, which for w/e reason looked like an intertube-kayak hybrid and was sitting under this tree in my yard. He was in the living room on a couch and his computer was beside the couch which is weird because his stuff is in his room. He was watching some remix made from a TV show like game of thrones or something. I asked him and he said something and went outside. I then got on his computer and got on facebook and asked a guy about a hamburger, but he replied sarcastically thinking that I wasn't serious but I didn't tell him I was for whatever reason. Then I had to explain to someone why Trucks and Mini Vans were good vehicles.

September 21 fragment:
Also I remember at one part finding my lost dog out in the woods. Dammit it got me again!

I am at my old house, while walking up the street towards my house I see a new roll of paper towels on the side walk. I look to the house nearest and see no one but here scuffing in their garage. I turned back to the paper towels and realize there are colorful things printed on them, so I pick it up and unroll some of it to see what is on it. Each single paper towel has the face of one of the teen age mutant ninja turtles on it with the eye part cut out so kids could use it as a shitty mask. I want to wear one so bad, so I keep unrolling it until I find the one with the blue mask, and after like ten paper towels length I find the blue one, but then I realized I was wearing a shitty cotton ninja turtle top that look like their body and it has red bracelets, and I got irritated because now I can't wear the blue mask because I have the red masked ones body so I found the red mask and ripped it off the roll and put it to my face and it stayed there somehow. Then I ran up into my yard and into my house where the bathroom has been re-arranged for some reason and has all new stuff like the toilet. For some reason the toilet can twist in place like as if a computer chair had no wheels but the seat part could still go in circles. After messing around with all the new bathroom stuff I went into the garage were some man kept rushing me to get ready faster because I have to get back to school before the bell rings, but my paper towel got messed up so I told him to wait which annoyed him, then I ran back into the street where the paper towels were but they weren't there anymore so I came back and had to repair my mask and somehow I did and it looked brand new. Then I wore it to school and I was boss as shit.

21.09.2014

Superman smoking? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I believe I might have been superman in this dream, but I did not look like him nor was dressed like him, so maybe I just believed I was superman and had some of his powers.

I was in a mall, and this mall had a huge tower next to it, apparently, it was owned by some weird people that accused me that I was smoking in a no-smoke place. So I went inside this tower to complain and as I tried to fly up, some guy fought me but I was able to beat him easily while I was flying upwards.

They thew something at me as I started to feel dizzy and see everything fading, but I was able to focus to get on the top, but when I did, some of they guys threw a small white sphere, that for some reason I had the urge to pick it up before it smashed at the bottom of the tower. It looked something like this:







I flew fast to grab it, which I successfully did and went back up and got into the office. As I entered, there were a few reclining chairs and some people eating bread. There were two females that appeared to be awakening at a spiritual level and my wife was there too. I was considering in sharing with one of those two ladies that I was no Superman, but a psychic medium and give her a reading, but my wife was not sure if any of them would accept it.

21.09.2014

Crazy work and traveling through a futuristic freeway. (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had a false awakening and I went into the computer. I checked my work for the day and got very stress, because I had an order worth $850 where I needed to do six tarot readings (one hour each) as well as about 50 questions for that client's Akashic Records and he paid extra for a 24h rush delivery. I also had like an additional 200 orders to do that day and felt very overwelmed.

I had another FA where I did share with my wife about this nightmare and she said like wow. I went into the computer and had like 50 orders, which felt like a lot, but still doable. (I have high work ethics and I do not like to make people wait when they order a reading, so I try to clear all my queue every day, except Sundays that I take off unless someone pays for rush.) From here, I left the house and I wore no pants and no boxers. I got inside a house and there was a lady that appeared to be very attracted to me and wanted to have sex with me, she got turn on with me not wearing pants. She asked me about lucid dream and I told her:

"Well, I know it is not normal for me to wear no pants..." She exalted interrupting me, "Well, I like that!! She got closer to me and took her panties off.' I continued, "But normally, when you do find oddities, you must do a RC and check your hands to make sure you are not sleeping." (So much for my subconscious on this one.) She appeared to not care much and started kissing me. I did not wanted to have sex with her, and I needed to go to the bathroom. She told me where the bathroom was and it was like smaller than an airplane washroom but it had also a shower, but the toilet was like inside the shower:







It also functioned in a weird way, as I pressed a button and it turned the heat on and then the shower by itself turned on also. I could hear in a horny voice the lady callng me.

I lost focus on the dream and then appeared with my wife in the middle of the street. I realized I was dreaming because I recalled that I was in some lady's house. I took all my clothes off (which it was very hard) because I felt like flying nude. My wife demanded me an explanation, but I ignored her as I knew she was just a DC.

I once recalled again to do the Blue world dare from Dreamer and tried to look for a portal this time. I found some gentleman that was going to take a kid through "an especial place" to take him to watch some football game. I thought that would be an excellent portal for me to find, so I followed them. We got inside a restaurant, and this what I believe that it was one of my former jobs, as it was familiar. We went through a few doors downstairs until we got by a weird door. It seems that we were going to travel to New York. We got into a weird shaped van and we were in a freeway, but it looked very futuristic. I hopped for this to take me to the blue world. The guy was saying that this was a especial road and I could see on one of the green signs, "Continue driving, if you pull over, you die." He explained that it was like those old videogames you needed to keep moving in order to not die.

The kid started to playing some videogames and I lost lucidity and a little after, woke up.

Dream - Lucid

I was watching something play out about this teenage boy who was going to have a meeting at his house about a change happening with the planet's rotation. There was someone, an adult woman, who was trying to stop him from having the meeting. He did finally have the meeting, and I saw this really cool holographic image of what I guess was the Earth spinning with some gold trail coming off of it when it spun.

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I was at work, but it was outside in this big field. It was still the bakery; there was an open building in the middle of the field. I saw Brittany, a girl I worked with at another job, shopping. Others saw her too and said hello, saying she didn't even look like she had had a baby (she had a baby a few years ago IWL). She then started to work there. I guess she worked at another store. I "remembered" that she sometimes came and worked at our store. I also saw my brother there, talking on the phone. I tried to get his attention to talk to him, but he was ignoring me. Was he mad at me for some reason?

I then walked out of the bakery and into the field. There were many people there, all outside for a very big recess. There was a school nearby. I ran into my first real boyfriend from high school, B, and someone else, a girl. They were smoking this huge, weird, skinny pipe that had traditional wooden yellow pencils sticking out from it all over the place. B asked me if I wanted to smoke. I took the weird pencil pipe and wasn't sure which side I was even supposed to smoke out of. There was smoke coming out of it, and it smelled horrible. I asked what they were even smoking, and B said it was weed and something else, can't remember what. I thought about taking a hit and being high, which would break my sobriety. It would also impair my thinking, so I decided against it. Besides, with all the smoke billowing out of that thing, I'm sure I got some sort of second-hand hit without meaning to.

I then was inside the school in a classroom. I was there with only a few others, and the light was off in the room. We had written these papers about what we wanted to do with our lives, and we would actually get to spend some time doing a sort of internship having to do with the subject of our paper. I had written about wanting to help disabled children. The teacher had already read the papers. She then told me that mine was outstanding and really praised me for it. I thought about an internship and spending a lot of time with children. I was nervous, because I really haven't spent time with little kids since I was a kid. I saw a group of people walking towards me. There were kids, adults, and what looked like a League of Legends character, Fizz I think is his name.

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I was playing this open-world online game where you could pick your character. I was some small either blue or purple fox-like character playing with another one that was either blue or purple, whichever color I wasn't. We were running around in this field, doing some platforming and stuff. We did this for quite awhile. My character would sometimes say something in a feminine voice, like gameplay tips or something.

We then were in this boss room that we didn't mean to go into. It was a circular room with another, smaller glassed-in room in the middle. All these guys started to come out. The person I was with was now my friend Caitlin, though she was still the fox in-game. I heard her voice say something about the boss in a panic, but I can't remember what. We ran into the glassed-in room for safety, and watched more and more guys come out. We needed to get out of there somehow without getting hit. We eventually made a run for it and got out of the boss room and were in another weird-looking dark room. It was creepy because I didn't know if enemies would come out, but they didn't.

I was outside again, but this time, with a different character, a more humanoid one this time. More running around and platforming. There was a point where I was alone and platforming, and my character gave me a tip about gliding. I then was in first person, and felt like I was actually the character in the air mid-glide.

I then kept waking up every few minutes and going back to sleep briefly and entering the dream again, knowing that I had to be up for work soon. I kept seeing different, later times in the dream than it was IWL, andI'd wake up and look at the clock, only to see a few minutes had passed.

I currently still have a major problem with nasal congestion which is wrecking most of my night-time attempts at dream recall, but I managed to grab one at the very top of the night.

9.00AM
A young beautiful woman is attracted to me...a sign of how ridiculous dreams can be. There was no sex but some kissing and the advantage of dreams is that (a) you don't feel guilty and (b) you can't be arrested...yet.

There was what seemed like a very weak separation scene (I don't recall saying "this can't go on...I'm too old for you." Perhaps she did...maybe my dream "nasal snuffling" finally turned her off) I think we were at an airport and she's moving off and I hang back, not wanting to seem that I'm following her. But she turns back and tells me that she's going somewhere to load some Christmas carols onto her phone and she wants me to tell her my favourites??????

Ed...is that the best you can do? Not even a decent soundtrack. She wasn't my type being (a) too young (b) beautiful. I've always preferred the older fuller-figured woman (but she had to be reasonably attractive...i.e better looking than Sylvester Stallone...as he is now) She looked a lot like Clara from Dr Who...so maybe I was playing the Dr (nice casting Ed. I got 14 years younger)

I'm making serious efforts to get over my current recall problems and outside distractions. Apart from the new mattress I've bought a silk sleep mask to counteract the blazing global-warming dawns streaming through my (lined) curtains. I'm waiting for the NHS to creak into action and confirm a specialist appointment, to confirm whether it's dust allergy or something more serious..

I've also ordered £150+ worth of air-purifying equipment for my bedroom. That will remove dust etc down to 3 microns. All that might do the trick. My sensitivity to REM arrival is now back to previous levels and I'm loving the long riverside walks (where the sight of me moving thoughtfully along like an intense philosopher and clearly talking to myself must cause some amusement)

If all else fails, there's plan K...we're moving to the coast next year. Our part of Essex was recently designated by the World Health Authority as the most polluted area of England...small wonder. For 100+ years the Essex marshes have been London's rubbish-dumping ground (heaven knows whats down there) Also, we're downwind of the Capital and, it that wasn't bad enough, we're under the flight-paths of three major airports. I'm living in England's Chernobyl !

So...not good, but nowhere near over. I'm in no rush. I may disappear from here for days or even weeks at a time but, barring the unforeseen I'll pop up whenever I've got some new development or a half-decent dream. Ever onward!

This was one of the most powerfully frightening and sleep episodes to date.

I'm floating in a sensory deprivation tank. I chose to do an hour and a half session since it had been a long day. This experience happened in the later half of the float.


I'm listening to music. It's sort of a slow, funky R&B beat with a man singing directly to me. He has a wonderful, deep voice that sent me deeper into my comfort zone. I realize quickly that this isn't the wake up music for my session, it is all in my head. I smile, or at least I think I do, and continue listening for a whole, beautiful minute. It's amazing what your mind can create in sensory deprivation.

The music fades and a twitch brings me back to present. "That was wonderful," I thought. "That's more than enough to write about."

Reflecting back on all this, I now know I experienced a false awakening, and a very convincing one at that. So, in my false awakening:

I'm going to flip onto my stomach for the last 30 seconds of my float (sometimes when I know I'm about to get out of the tank, I lay face down for as long as I can hold my breath. It feels good on my back). My extremities feel numb, but I manage to flip over. I soon realize I'm paralyzed. I have no control over my legs or arms and worst of all, my face is under water. I begin to panic. A hot rush of survival fear rushes me through my situation. My mouth is muffled by water and my arms can't find their way to bang on the wall for help. I'm going to die. I hold my breath as long as I can until I realize there is no use fighting it anymore. I have to inhale. I choose not to have my life flash before my eyes, since I knew inhaling the super saturated salt water would burn out any sentiment I could gather, so I just decided to go for it. A moment of courage. With all my strength, I take a mighty breath. Farewell.

Woosh. I'm back in my real body, frantically trying to catch my breath and calm my nerves. I knew exactly what had happened, having experienced false awakenings and sleep paralysis before. Never have both happened simultaneously. I was rattled, I still am.

I accepted death. Rather than inhaling the salt water, I took the most refreshing gasp I've ever tasted. It was beautifully humbling experience.

20.09.2014

Nazi freak offering treats (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was at a hotel with my wife and we were watching a soccer match. For some reason, there was another lady with us and I could sense empathically that she was attracted to me. She was laying down in a different bad and I could see that she was not watching the match, but looking at me the whole time.

My wife got mad because she was too interested in me.

From here, I went with this lady to her house for some reason and she told me that she hopped her dad did not bother me and asked me to be open minded. As soon as I entered the house, I saw the living room. It had the colors of the German Flag. The couch was on the back of the room and right above it, there was a huge Nazi flag. I was shocked, and I realized that the energy there was very bad. There was a small table in front of the couch and it had various treats. I could see a bowl on the left end of the table that had chocolate treats with the shape of the svastica Nazi cross. In the middle of the table there were some pink donuts and some other odd candies.

I am not including pics here due the sensitiveness of the topic.

This girl told me she would check what I would eat because I could not like it at all. I grabbed a big cookie that was wrapped in a green plastic bag. The ingredients where wassabi, green peppers and chocolate. I did not feel like eating it.

I kind of felt uncomfortable and I told him that I liked some Spanish dictator. But then I got afraid because I thought that maybe he could hate me or kill me because Spain also fought against the Nazi. I left the place before getting in trouble.

From here, I went online to teach LDing to some of my students, followed by a few FAs where I wrote down this dream.

England in the 1940s or so, I'm disembodied and watching a man and a woman singing a duet in a garden. Both of them are thinking about a man named Dyson. They were friends when they were younger, but he left the country years ago and they haven't heard from him since; in their memories, he's a sort of ideal. I'm thinking how disappointed they would be if they were to see him now.

When their song's over, they talk with the people who'd been listening. The woman who'd been singing is speaking to a particular man, very wealthy, and hinting that she's expecting him to invite her along to a particular event. But although they clearly have some kind of history, he finds this suggestion laughable - he hardly even thinks of her as a woman. I'm surprised, since I'd just been thinking about how beautiful she is - the dream image had zoomed in on her profile as she was talking to him, and I'd been admiring the curve of her nose, the softness of her hair. Very beautiful. But the man walks off with most of the others - they're heading back toward the house. The man she'd been singing with comes up to her and says he saw her talking to that wealthy guy, and how they seem to get along well. She says, "Sure do."

My POV turns around, not following them - I'm focusing on the opposite direction. On a hill overlooking the garden, there's a man who'd been hiding among the trees and bushes, watching them. This is Dyson.

Morning of September 20, 2014. Saturday.



I seem to be passively viewing an investigation, though I am still present in the setting, which seems to have the essence of the northeast corner of the Cubitis living room (where I am not been sine 1978). It seems to be taking place in a corner of a first-floor room at two perpendicular desks. Two unknown young females are talking about a telephone being tapped. They seem uncertain about what they are doing. When a number is given by one to the other, she complains that it is a private number (supposedly indicated by starting with 392), as it seems it was supposed to be related to a business telephone, possibly a bank or loan company operating illegally. It is decided that at least one of them will pretend to be a call girl from the service already known by this other person. She sets up a meeting pretending to be from their usual escort service.

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My dream shifts to a hotel room (fourth floor or higher) in a different type of dream scenario and where I am more present. My wife Zsuzsanna is now with me. Curiously, Tom Welling is here in his Clark Kent persona (from “Smallville”). He also seems to be some sort of amateur investigator. It is presently nighttime. In the distance, viewed through the hotel windows, is a very large building that creates the impression of also being like the model of a city. There is one large belfry that is more like a towering apartment. Tom aka Clark seems to be indicating that one of the criminals under investigation (a corrupt banker) is living there. I seem to know it is where Bruce Wayne lives. I casually say “That is where Bruce Wayne, Batman, lives.” Suddenly, I realize that I should not have said that, as now Clark knows the superhero identity of Bruce Wayne. I walk more to the corner of the room saying “Whoops…pretend I did not say that”.

Clark appears to be puzzled. Apparently, he has never heard of either Bruce Wayne or Batman. I guess it may not matter what I said. I absentmindedly (remembering the comic books) ask him if this is Earth A, B, or C and he replies with “C”.

I realize that I have altered history, because now, I notice that there is a black leather outfit lying on one of the two beds (the one farthest from the door) which seems like a prototype of a Batman costume. It seems that Clark Kent will now become Batman instead of Superman because of me talking about Batman. However, it also soon seems that Clark is partly in that outfit, but he is “disintegrating” in a similar manner as the monsters in “Little Monsters” do when exposed to light. One of the arms is still flopping around but Tom is mostly gone.

Suddenly, the mood of my dream shifts and I attempt to make a comedic exit. I sing the old television “Batman” theme: “DO do DO do DO do DO do, DO do DO do DO do DO do…Batman!”

As I leave the hotel room, I see Zsuzsanna and our children sitting at computers in an open room of which is part of a hall, which seems to be part of my old apartment on King Street. I go into the small hallway bathroom and after a short time I hear (seemingly from out of nowhere) Ian McKellen shouting “That’s the consequence of being a thumb…and ANGULAR!”.

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The dream state indicators are of course the beds, which do not symbolize anything other than the subliminal memory of having fallen asleep. Dream state indicators are a very common factor in my dreams and have nothing to do with “interpretation”.

The emergent consciousness factor is the feature of the computers in the last scene, where my conscious self identity is beginning to become active in the waking transition.

My dream resolves in the last scene of being a typical bathroom wake-up call. Originally, I had not delved into some of the meaning in this dream so as not to offend people, but the remark shouted at the end is of course a reference to men urinating and potentially being off the mark, although unlike the experiences reported by other people, I have rarely ever used a toilet in a dream as this dream type is to induce RAS mediation to wake and attend to biological needs. (“Penis” is replaced by “thumb” and the reference to “angular” relates to the stream not always being straight. It reminds me of the old joke. “Our aim is to keep this bathroom clean. Your aim will help.” There is even the childhood Batman bathroom joke as related to the theme song just before the final scene.)

The scene with Clark dissolving on the bed is, in addition to being the usual vestibular system symbolism (associations with flight in this case), also associated with “Little Monsters”, which in turn is an association with being in the dream state. It symbolizes the ephemerality of the fictional dream self.

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Given I went to bed at 2:00am last night, I'm surprised I had any recall at all.

Anyways, I am with a group of astronomers, two I believe. I recall they are looking at this very large blue star in a nearby galaxy that they call Kipo 581.
There was something to do with them studying it. They were trying to prove that they could learn everything about it only using old fashioned astronomy techniques.
Something to do with them giving up on old astronomy techniques. They got in contact with NASA and launched a new telescope into orbit. The telescope was supposed to see if there were planets in orbit around the star.

Dream

I'm with Josh, Daryl, Kayley and Adrian. They're all smoking cigarettes. I walk up to Adrian have a convocation with him. I remember saying something about being unsure if it's scientifically proven, and Fasting.

Myself and Adrian are flying around on something. He's controlling it. We're after some kind of Diamond (Spider man Unlimited). We go towards one that's on a building lookout. We miss the diamond and crash into the wall. We're fine and not injured.
I'm now on the ground and can see two people walking on the sidewalk. They're dressed up as a Jedi. They're both wielding light sabers. The man in front's light saber is over sized.

I'm now in a street near what is meant to be Ben's house. I think I'm with Daryl and someone else. I walk over to Ben and his girlfriend. He's girlfriend is naked. I can see her breasts and ass. She's kind of squatting down and I can see her pussy. She's hot and I'm having sexual thoughts.

Dream 1

I'm with Josh and I have some pre-workout. I meet up with Daryl and he seems to be excited that I have taken some pre-workout. He opens up a wrapper which has some kind of narcotic in it. I seem pretty amped up from the pre-workout and go straight in for a dip of speed.

We're now driving and a police car begins chasing us. Daryl is driving and he doesn't stop for the cop, instead he tries to flee. I tell him he's an idiot and that he should stop the car. There's a few times where we almost get captured but we seem to get away each time. I recognize the street we're driving down, which is where my Auntie Rita lives.

Eventually we get caught and end up in some kind of venue. I think it's a TAB (Betting Place). There's cops around us and we try to swindle a deal so we can get off the charges. The charges consist of illegal betting and driving offenses. We pay back the TAB what we took from them, and ask how much extra do they want to drop the charges. I think we're looking at 1,200 or maybe a bit more. We agree with the price. There's two cops which seem to be corrupt, definitely one of them for sure. He's bald. We can see a bowl of cocaine which belongs to the police officer, and Josh decides to have a dip. The corrupt cops tells Josh that it's baking soda or something and laughs. I think he was having us on, and that it was actually cocaine.

I remember seeing a scene of the cop being behind a door. The door timber looks brittle and myself and the cop are ripping the timber off of it.

I'm now at some other house, doing something. I can see a kid.

Another scene of being at a house. I can see the same kid as before. I see a scene of a mansion and a guy inside it. He's the owner of the house. I move closer to the scene and notice the guy in a bed with multiple females. The whole bed is plain white. The man is under the covers with one of the females. They seem to be hugging one another, while the rest of the females are getting pedicures while browsing on a laptop. The pedicure is being done by some type of machine, which runs automatically.

The scene begins to fly through the house into the backyard. The backyard has lots of people and looks lavish. I can see some weird stuff. There's a few toilets which are lined up next to each other. They move back and forth across the garden.
I walk over to a track that long jumpers run down to perform their leap. There's a car that looks similar to a remote controlled car. It's going back and forth on the track. At first I thought it was going to run straight into me, but stops just in time.

Dream 2

I'm at a beach and I can see Daryl, Thomo and some other person. They're near a volleyball net. I can see a group of people coming towards me in the distance. They look familiar. I remember that Thomo is having his bucks party and that I can't attend. I think about what I can say to him, and feel I should tell him I can't afford it. The group of people arrive where I am, and I'm greeted by most of them. One of them looks like Jamie Smyth and he is so happy to see me. We hug one another.

I'm now at the local football oval, standing where you sit to watch it. I see the group that I saw earlier here. They're heading to a beach. A name is announced, and that person is the first to go in the water. It ends up being a kid. He doesn't want to be the first one to go in.
I grab a cup and piss in it. I walk with the cup over towards some people. I pretend to drink it to gross them out.

Dream - Lucid

Something about turtles. That's all I remember.

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I was at school sitting in a classroom. It was my first class on my first day. I was having to repeat my junior year of high school. I had already taken the class I was in. I was thinking that all my friends were seniors now and they were all going to graduate before me. I then was thinking that I had only had to repeat a few classes and that I would still graduate with them.

I then was outside in the parking lot trying to find a parking spot. I was driving a white and yellow paper van; it was like I was just guiding it with my hand like a toy rather than actually driving it. I guided it into a parking spot, then decided to pull it through to the one in front of it.

Then something about Kermit the Frog and the football stadium. He had gotten everyone together for something, either a game or some kind of pep rally, I'm not sure; at any rate, it was something he always did every year, and everyone had a good time at it. He then started to tell everyone to go home. He had given up on it for some reason, and when confronted and asked to not cancel it, he was very adamant about his decision.

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Something about animals at some park/safari thing. The signs when you entered it looked like the font and style of Jurassic Park. I don't remember too much other than someone having to keep knocking out these miniature animals for some reason. I want to say the miniature animals were some sort of big cat, but I'm not entirely positive. One kept waking up, and they had to keep hitting its head against the wall to knock it out. It just wouldn't get knocked out. There were other types of knocked out animals as well.

19.09.2014

Lucid Chocolates (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in some sort of campus and I was sharing with some of the students how to lucid dream and all the advice I could give them about that topic.

After the class, I went outside and sat on some stone-made picnic table and someone approached at me and informed me he had develop a new product that would help to lucid dream. He handed me a box of chocolates that aid lucid dreaming. I could read on the box:

"Blocks up to 100 subconscious thoughts preventing lucid dream."

It looked something like this:







The box was priced for $28.99 and I felt it was a bargain.

My grandma was in the dream as well as Narayan (a hindu guy who owns a Buddhist store that I used to be a Psychic Reader at.) They were moving the store to some place else.