non-lucid

1. Back in high school

I was walking in a hallway in my first high school. It was undergoing construction, and I had to navigate around the debris on the floor. I turned the corner and saw my old chemistry teacher, MISTER G!!!! He said hi, and I said how ya doin. After walking past him, I turned into this giant drug den-type area. It had a really high ceiling, and brightly colored furniture and rug that were at least yellow and red. I got the impression that there were people having sex behind some boxes, but I had to find a toilet so I walked in. I found one near the back, and it had a fluffy pink covering on the lid. I asked if I could use it, and a voice behind the boxes got angry. The voice belonged to Hilary Duff, who emerged from behind the large wall of boxes. She was definitely purple and was really mad at me for wanting to use the toilet. She started chasing me, and I ran away super fast. I turned a corner, and an Indian woman was now chasing me very slowly. I thought this was hilarious and was like you're gonna have to run faster than that to get me. She started speeding up, but I left her in the dust

2. Chillin in an apartment

I was in an apartment that was a mix between where I'm living now, and my old home back in the hood. I was sitting behind a desk. Dimly lit. To my right and left were both rooms. The right room was empty, but A and a girl were chillin in the left room. I decided this would be a pretty good time to answer the bone-a-phone and proceeded to get to it. After bludgeoning the beefsteak, my roommates walked in. Later, I was talking to my mom.

3. Chillin with the ppl
I think I'm with PL and the Man of Mizetery, and they're filling out forms or something. There asking me why I'm not, and I say I'm not gonna learn this twice; I'm just gonna read it once. (There's definitely more to this one. Maybe something with magic the gathering cards and...maybe it's actually in a hotel?)

4. Chillin with the ppl again
I'm back in another apartment chillin with PL and the Man of Mizetery again. PL is talking about medications. Arthur tells him that he thought PL was a junkie. They laugh. I'm later cooking with PL in another room and there's quite a large pot in front of us. I'm pretty intimidated, because I don't know how to cook and PL likes to eat rice with salt and pepper. I look over at this other guy, who's wearing a chef's outfit (looks pretty similar to red shoe zeff), and he's cooking some green stuff that looks like broccoli or something. I ask PL if he really knows how to cook. I'm later outside. I think it's during sunset, and I'm standing on this cliff. There's a pretty trill breeze. I check my email (on a phone), and I say an email from Labooza zabuza that was meant for another HorseLime but spelled differently. The email says your dad is handsome, and there's a picture of a bald guy.

5. Flyin in the sky like a mofo
I'm exploring up on this brick red cliff. I happen upon a plateau, and there are feathers lying around. I'm pretty sure I'm toon Link. Particularly one golden/rainbow feather. This super quick flying thing starts darting around me in the sky, and I realize I best stop playin around. I grab the feather, which is hovering on a raised up rock, and the thing swoops down and grabs me. The flying thing is the bird dude from skyward sword, and I'm pretty nervous when I look down and see a bunch of clouds. My sister is flying on a bird next to me, and she's like why you playing video games right now. I look down and see I am indeed holding a 3DS that has the seen of me flying on a bird displayed on the screen. This makes me pretty dizzy and more scared about falling.

6. Franky is a bamf
I'm in yet another apartment looking around for some money. (This might be the same one from 3) I realize there's no money in any of the cans in the cupboards, and the poor family living there somehow communicates to me that Franky has used the money for upgrades. I then see Franky, from before the timeskip, standing on ocean waves. There's mist around him and as it unveils, I can see he has this super cool dark look going on, which is apparently related to the money. He has two huge holes in his chest (again part of the upgrades). One of the holes is filled with this golden object, and it's making him super strong (I'm under the impression he could add another object in the second hole and increase his power level yet again). There are two warships near him partially hidden by the mist, and he's about to destroy them with a huge blast.

7. Playin basketball with a dude from my past
I'm on this basketball court near the entrance. I see to my left our team's bench with coach dum-dum prominently standing there. I shift my focus to the court and see Antman on the court. He's hustling on defense (which is on the side of the court near me), but when he gets the ball on offense he goes for a no look pass, which is off target, then strikes a pose, again without looking to see where the ball went. DD takes him out, and Antman goes off the court, walking past me, and to the locker room down the hall. I go follow him to be like yo that pose was dope. I enter the locker room (to make sure he's all right as my physical dream journal reads) and walk by two fat white dudes, who complain their knees are moderately aching (I believe this is related to my thoughts on approximate knowledge earlier in the day). I don't know what happens next, but at some point Antman exits as another person (Mohingle? Omar?), and I think man I hope I can pronounce his name. Eventually, the real Antman emerges with a bunch of black girls behind him. At least one has curly hair.

Fragments:
-I walked into this zen garden type area and tried fixing a chair.(tonight)
-At a grocery store playin with some nerf guns. Later tried to avoid the ppl working there. Left and jumped up on the sidewalk. In an ice cream truck or something looking for snacks. Grabbed some beef jerky(past)
-In an area with tons of tubes with different color fluids flowing through them. I have a birds eye view of it. I'm under the impression it's some sort of electronics. I think I start chillin in one of the tubes and get pushed around in it (past)
-PL says something is 15 minutes more than he wanted. (tonight)
-Skateboarding? in this circular area with a tent in the middle. I get inside the tent and it has some sick ramps and stuff. (past)
-I'm shuffling playing cards and am worried about the cards bending. I see they're bending at the corners and wonder if I should shuffle them different. (tonight)
-I'm going up an escalator in an airport. I think there are people going to the beach behind me. There's definitely at least one hot asian woman, but I'm under the impression there's multiple sexy women of multiple ethnicities. I'm not wearing a shirt, and I see a guy in front of me who's also shirtless and he's pretty flabby. Seeing this guy's flabs makes me wonder how I look. (tonight)
-In a torn down apartment. Exploring the area outside the apartments outside. (past)
-In this super upscale hotel. Walk by a girl? after coming up an elevator. Steal a fork. Later downstairs. Golden staircase to right with some vegetation. Waterfall. Some tables ahead of me. Brochure about skiing? (past)

Last night was the first night in I think a week that I was able to fall asleep quickly, I got atleast a good 7 hours of sleep and it also seems like I'm not that tired throughout the day. Vividness is slowly returning as I had 1 dream tonight and I'm hoping on getting more. I'm also glad that I'll be able to sleep a bit longer tomorrow.

1. A herring-thief!

I was in the storage room of a supermarket and it seemed like in the store itself a party was about to start cause the first herring of the season would be presented. Infront of me was the herring on a plate, I took a bite and felt like I was a thief and had ruined the whole party that was about to commence. It was then when a woman of the store walked into the storage room with a crowbar and violently smacked me on the head. As the crowbar made contact with my skull I didn't see it through my own eyes but suddenly I looked through a camera that floated infront of me filming my face. I could see a lot of blood coming out of the deep cut the blow carved into my forehead. I fell to the ground in agony and partially paralysed, she ran away and I laid there looking through my own eyes again at the herring on the ground. I could barely move and was very disoriënted but knew I had to run away before the police came. I stumbled across the room and pushed a door open, suddenly I'm in my backyard which is surounded with high fences. (IRL too) I thought about quickly climbing over them and felt a strong sensation of stress, fortunatly my alarm went of at this point waking me up.

I might try a WBTB tonight with a MILD or SSILD technique.

22:33 pre-betime, yay on time for once

00:00 Friday 2014-06-13

03:17 no recall
2 remee 45-minute nap settings hit
can't sleep: noisy / moving wife

05:20 got up, cleaned the kitchen, went shopping, made pancakes for everyone

08:30 (?) back to bed for nap & hopefully the 2nd half of the night's sleep!

12:00 yay, recall!

+ tender moment sitting with a pretty blonde girl on a bench indoors. She sits down, I slightly touch her, almost accidentally, feeling her skin through her blouse, we're in public so I'm a bit tentative, we get closer, I think she knows Chinese and we're holding a book with Chinese writing in it and I ask her to translate some words, and ask "what's <xyz> in Chinese?", she doesn't answer, we end up sitting very close, cheek to cheek, and she puts her hand on my other cheek. The sort of dream where you despair of waking because it was such an awesome moment.

+ I'm on a subway car and one girl standing a little bit away moves out of the way to reveal her beautiful friend who was standing behind her

+ get on to strangely decorated train car with wife, we start moving, 3rd guy appears, we're not on the right tracks. Entering the car: there are actually 2 cars standing side-by-side on 2 different sets of tracks, we enter directly into the first car from the outside, there is another group just sitting down in the first car, they've taken all the seats. The 2nd car is visible through the wall, there's a door connecting to it, it doesn't look as comfortable as the first car, there's a strange little couch with a small coffee table and 3-4 shaped stools opposite the couch, none of them look very comfortable. We enter that 2nd car since there's no room in the first, wife says "this is the car where (in the old days) they came to (make love)". We start moving, without the main train, I'm a bit concerned that we're getting separated. We're on different tracks. It's sort of dusk/dark out, I'm looking ahead to see the tracks and ours are barely visible under a lot of dust, but the "main" tracks are clearly visible as normal raised RR tracks to our right, I think we won't be able to lift our train car on to the real tracks.

+ in the water, aliens/zombies from a collapsing huge ghost-cruise ship come for me under the water, I'm not concerned at first but realize later I can't get away. The ship is about 50-100 meters away, it is very large and moving slowly, it seems to be large and blocky and made from large rusty parts, it is slowly moving from left to right and slowly turning slightly towards me. I'm sitting/treading water with a group of other people, the ship seems to be slowly falling apart and beings are entering the water. They're coming for me, I'm not concerned at first I think I can get away but they get close and start grabbing at me, I move away and am a bit pissed that the others aren't helping me, and I realize they're going to get me.

+ near epic (with better memory it would be epic), long, alien invasion adventure: I'm fighting for the resistance.

A scene on a set of large open hills, the resistance fighters (hundreds of them) are all swooping around the trees holding on to chains in one hand and a chainsaw in the other, as they swoop around the trees they cut down the trees, opening the landscape, I think this is advantageous for the resistance.

Some aliens left and returned with a lot less food than it should have taken, I realize they went to visit the "time-keepers", aliens set in lonely space stations observing, they took samples of food (made from humans), the time-keeprers chose their favourite.

I'm on a bus with humans, I declare strongly under my breath, "DEATH to the bugs!" and everybody on the bus quietly and intensely responds "DEATH to the bugs!" I say again "DEATH to the bugs!" and look around to see who's responding, there's one person to my right who doesn't respond, I wonder if they're a bug in disguise, or an agent for the bugs, or just shy to respond.

Flying DO through the air over an urban city scape I notice that in the carnage, the rooftops are filled with piled up bicycles and tricycles (IWL my building's entrance has a pile of stuff by the door, including a bicycle and a scooter). I enter a room with aliens, they like to play ping pong. One is playing hitting the ball against the walls in a corner.

I and a young accomplice have snuck into an alien teleportation device, we have to hurry to use it, the alien may come back soon, too late, it returns, and starts constructing a net/web/construct around us to prevent us from using the machine. I remain firm and confident that I can activate the device and still be able to take my friend with me, I think this has been done before.

I'm approaching a group of people/building outside, there is a huge clear punch bowl the size of a pond, you're supposed to take a drink and get in a car that moves along an elevated track. Farther along there are humans who are trying to escape the aliens by moving to (islands?) out in a very large body of water, visible in the distance. I think what's the point, the aliens will just come and drain the water and then go get everybody.

There's more but it slipped away...

June 12, 2014

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Literally all I remember from any dreams I had last night was one fragment about being at my Aunt's house in Indiana, talking to my cousin. I have no idea what we were talking about or what we were doing.

10:30 PM
I was watching television, sitting on a ledge of a cliff of beds (the ledge was a single mattress that butted out of the main column). On the television was a series showing pornstars using their fame to raise awareness for animals. Each image displayed on the screen. Each image consisted of a hurt animal and a woman looking up, with a lot of cleavage, at the camera, in a manner such as "Shame on you." Some of the animals displayed were parrots or dogs. The pornstars would pet the animals in "sexual" ways (not to the animals themselves). At one point I believe there was talk of dead animals and necrophilia.

As a side note, I do not condone this nor do I find pleasure in any of that .

Later on I was looking up cars and writing SQL queries for a business (perhaps Disney). There was talk of giant corporations not needing coverage of 100% of their items.

I also had a view of an angel trying to fly, or giving the illusion of flight. The view consisted of images shoddily ran through like in a flipbook. I was told by someone that by moving the angel in each image, it looks as if its flying.

3:30 AM
I again attempted a WILD and had the following dream:

I was walking behind a girl, naked (her as well), down a street behind another naked girl. I would accidentally brush up against her butt periodically, which resulted in me getting an erection. Suddenly she was on the other side of the street, taking a shower, and I turned away to hide myself. As I turned my eyes fell upon a field in which a lot of different people were playing around. A midget and a taller woman seemed to be in a relationship laughing around, and lots of kids were playing. At this point I was clothed and forgot about the two girls. Amongst this crowd were two pygmies playing with rockets. They would shoot fire at the ends and propel the rockets at people intentionally trying to hurt them.

They were doing a poor job and the woman with the midget pulled out her own rocket launcher, shooting at a building and blowing off parts of it. The pygmies, not wanting to be shown up, decided to shoot three napalm filled rockets in quick succession. Two went off into the distance but one fell short and landed near me. I was able to avoid it, but I saw my sister was also close by. I yelled at her to get away but the napalm caught onto her skin- she turned into a piece of paper that then floated by me and burnt away.

I became enraged and grabbed the pygmies by the scruff of their necks, one in each hand. I found a pond and shoved their faces in, drowning both, though I intended to only get them near drowning so I could repeat the process ad infinitum. I then grabbed a shovel and beat one of them into dust with it. Later on I was with someone, and I lamented to them about the fact that my sister not only died, but suffered greatly during the process. I turned to a tunnel and began crying, and the person with me came in and consoled me. He later described some of his own losses.

I later ended up in a classroom in front of a former teacher. I was still thinking about my sister, and would have to try and stop myself from crying. The teacher then drew an odd toilet on the blackboard. It had a faucet out of the top, where the closet would usually be, and instead of a bowl, it had two drains level to one another. I believe one was for solid waste and the other for liquid. I also think the faucet was meant to serve as a bidet.

The goal was to come up with a marketing strategy to discuss why someone would want to buy this toilet. I started trying to come up with reasons (I don't remember what it was), but the girl behind me decided to start dancing, followed by another dude sitting where she was and poking my head. I told him to quit, as I needed to make progress on this paper.

I return home and come across my mother and my sister, unhurt. I was amazed by this, but it turned out I had an identical half-sister named Nash (I have no idea where this name came from) who died, not her. My mother began talking about a boy and his grandmother, and a similar event that happened with them (one dying presumably). During this talk I poured myself a bowl of curly fries with milk. My mother thought this was gross, but after trying a curly fry, agreed it was good.

Lastly, and disjoint with the rest of the dream, I remember Madison Ivy and Geoff Ramsey with some other girl, creating a porno in a very cheesy way. He was complaining that he needed a bigger butt to rub his moustache in, which was the cue for the other girl to walk to. My view jumped from these two to an elevator I was in, with my dad. It was manually powered, and to operate it required moving a lever vertically (up to go up, down to go down). It was very fast though, and we had to be careful not to hit either the ground or ceiling. Later on I led him on my hands and knees through a scavenger hunt or something.

Date: 06 June

Didn't plan to wbtb but woke up super alert and couldn't fall asleep for quite a while. Had to rush so left only key words and wrote the entry much later. Apart from that I can say that this was probably one of the longest lds I've had.

Ld: I appear on the street in a car, some guy nearby. For some reason I decide to think of my physical body and panic as not to wake myself [have been reading about this on the forum and got some sort of schema infection]. I try to ignore it and concentrate on the dream, get out of the car. On the street, I run into a chick with a black dress, try to kiss her for totm but wake up.

I wait for another dream.

LD: In an apartment with my mom (this dream lasts super long, I don't try to memorize the details though). Mostly spend it in the apartment, walking around and talking to mom, trying not to control or influence her. Very stable. Mom is talking like a normal person. I kiss her on the cheek for totm.

I examine the living room, the objects - wooden Mayan statues like the face of Pacal. Kids collectible toys on nearby shelves - I start to recognize them, false memories, they are mine. This place, I have been here before. I face mom and start questioning her about all this. She explains something about this being in the future and our new place.

What's interesting is that I feel super alert. I scan my awareness and I feel this wakefulness - very alert and just as if in real life. I think it's impossible to be dreaming this alert and yet I'm here. There's an Asian DC in place of mom now and a second DC next to her. I intensely question the first about the dream and place but she only smiles shyly. A moment later something happens super fast - there is some sort of an open box and the Asian woman disappears into it - like genie into a lamp sort of but vanishes to leave the empty open box. The other DC turns into some weird objects - it's hard to tell what they are, they turn to little plastic soldiers then transform into other plastic colorful objects.

I remember the meteor task and go to the window, stare at the sky to see a meteor form out of the nothingness. It then moves from the distance following a twisted trajectory, decelerates to fall in front of the window and into a shallow water that covers the street where it disintegrates. I'm a bit disappointed that there is no showy splash or damage, so repeat the process with two smaller meteorites that fall and dissolve in the same way.

The dream continues and I turn back to the apartment where I hang out more. I begin to feel possible lack of ability to stay here, so I go into the kitchen to drink a glass of refreshing cold water. This helps me feel better and focus. A moment later I decide to fully immense in living in this other place and have breakfast. My mom serves me some eggs, they weren't as delicious as I had hoped for but ok.

At some point my bf arrives, where we discuss the place and future but I lose lucidity.

The next part I recall is that we are strolling on the beach and I'm lucid again, reshaping the beach and calming down the waves.

My recall is completely fragmented at the end but after some more on and off lucidity I end up in a church watching DC wearing weird clothes.

(This may be a more boring entry, but maybe it gives some newbies an idea of some of the things you can run into)

6/12/14* wake up after about 5.5 hours of sleep needing to go to the bathroom and afterwards I do my SSILD cycles and I start to get HI's but fall asleep. Later I am having a dream where I am on the field after one of my games and the game after ours looks like a forfeit, perhaps not enough players. It seems like I'm very tired and I believe what happened is that I lay down on the field and went into an in-dream WILDing-like session where I immediately start getting strong HI's and vibrations which I start to play with including a woman on the field whose clothes I pull off with telekinesis and some motion based dream entry. I find myself in my bed (possible false awakening) but I can feel that I'm still fully in the dream world. I decide I should take off all my clothes and get into some mischievous activity. It feels like I am struggling with taking off my clothes and I start to worry a little bit about using my real waking life hands and possibly waking up or exposing myself
while sleeping. But I do get it together and take off my clothes and I'm hanging around the bed when I hear my wife coming up the stairs again and it reminds me of the false awakening last time and I remind myself "okay FA FA FA" (in other words don't get fooled by the false awakening-like scenario). My wife comes into the room and she's holding my laptop and it's on my email account and I get sidetracked from my lucidity for a moment concerned of what she might have read...perhaps some of my updates from dreamviews related to some of the crazy dream adventures I have which she may not like...But then I hear a song playing very clearly (later when I actually woke up I could hear music coming from my son's room but it wasn't where I could hear lyrics or anything whereas in the dream I was definitely hearing lyrics and a song that I seemed to recognize, all much more clearly than what I heard when I woke up). Anyway, I closed my laptop and looked out my window for the source of the sound and I could see some of my teammates outside getting ready for a game and my first thought was why am I not there, why are they playing without me but then I realize the scenario is highly unlikely, especially a game right outside my house...oh yeah this is still a dream this was a false awakening like scenario. I specifically remember "J" & "K" being out there and a little scene played where someone was asking J if he had ever been an ex-WAIF (unsure what this means) and a scene of J sitting at his current job with a desk full of papers. I think that I'm forgetting some details throughout this lengthy dream because I specifically remember thinking that this lucid dream is going fairly long. I find myself back in bed and I wonder if this is another false awakening but then I can feel my wife being amorous and I start to wake up for real. My lucidity level was obviously low throughout or I wouldn't have had such a hard time retaining it or remembering so much of it. Because of this I put the dream through Sageous' FLD test of proving lucidity to yourself and came up with the verdict that I was definitely lucid in spots. I tried to go back to sleep and got some HI's or dreamlets of Cameron Diaz leaning over showing off her cleavage (saw her in a movie last night). 160

This isn't a single dream.

When I was nine, I started dreaming of the same boy in every dream. He aged with me. We grew up together. I loved him, but not as a romantic love. I knew him by the way he felt only. Sometimes he would bring me somebody new to meet or talk to for a while. Sometimes he stayed away for long periods of time. I speculated for years on who he might be and what it meant that he aged with me so perfectly. From the time I could talk I would tell everybody that I had a younger brother, but, of course, nobody wanted to hear it. My friends thought I was nuts and my parents just got tired of my "game."

I don't remember exactly when, but he finally told me that he was my twin brother. He had died before I was born. It's called "vanishing twin syndrome" and even my mother was unaware that there had been a twin, or so she said. About a month ago, I finally told my mother about the dreams and his name: Michael. I remember messing it up earlier and saying Miphael. She told me then that when I was born, less than 3lbs, two weeks late (to the day), and barely alive (placenta had partially detached), the doctors and nurses were looking for the twin. The twin never came. He never would. Not to our parents.

He hasn't been around in my dreams for months now. It has been the longest stretch for years and it hurts. It aches. I will move on, but I think all he wanted was validation that, yes, he did exist, and yes, I did have a twin. I have wanted to seek him out deliberately, but... part of me recognizes that it is not right to always expect others to be there for us when we cannot be there for them. If he has found new life, he needs to live it. If he is resting, let him rest in peace. I am grateful for the time I have had in my dreams with my twin.

I've been having pretty disturbing dreams about my ex these last few nights. See, we were in a healthy relationship for three years and a half, but we started going out when we were almost 15 and we simply grew apart. I broke up with him over two years ago and we haven't kept in touch since, even though it was a clean break-up. Now I have been happily in a relationship with another guy for a while. Thing is, I bumped into my ex last Friday and we had a two-minute interaction, the typical "how's it going". The next day, sacred coincidence, I bumped into him again at a concert, but we didn't talk much either. Both times it felt quite awkward because we never meet anymore and we hadn't even seen each other in almost a year. Then the series of dreams started.

They started two days ago. I dreamt he sent me a Fb friend invitation (he removed his Fb profile some months ago and made a new one just recently, so we're not friends) and left me a message asking why I avoided any chance of talking to him. Yesterday, I dreamt he tried to cut off my legs with a chainsaw. And today I had a dream which involved him and his mother in a pretty nasty way (sexually, somehow), but I can't quite recall the action, I just remember I woke up feeling quite disgusted. Seriously, unconscious mind, what the hell are you trying to tell me?

Of course, all of them were non-lucids. Had I been lucid, I'd have tried to find a way to figure out what was going on.

Last night's dream was not entirely lucid, but once I got there it was fantastic. It has been a long time since I recalled a dream in a journal, so there needs to be some practice there, and I was woken up by external things so that bothered me a bit. So things I need to work on are: lucid dreaming, dream recall, dream re-entering (yes, I can do that), and, of course, writing skills.

First, There was the warehouse that I used as a shortcut, like I owned the place. I can't remember what I was running from the first time, but as I entered the building I was given two choices. The men of the warehouse would let me pass if I modeled for them, or they would kick me out and hand me over to whomever I was running from. Actually, as I write this out, I was hiding from my husband. Hrm, that's strange. Yes, I'm married (almost 12 years), but hiding from him is one thing, modelling for strangers is another, and put them together it's just weird. This is the part where I became lucid though and managed to change a few things around. Modelling was fun and it felt good to be appreciated. In the "real world" I am overweight and not happy about it (hence, the closeup of my fact in the profile picture). In my dream, I was hot stuff.

The dream shifted when my sister came to get me for exams. Did I want to sit my college exams or skip them? I chose to sit them. Again, a difference in dream and awake worlds. I don't sit college exams in my current school; it is all online and exams aren't necessary. I got to choose the location as well, and chose Seton Hall. No, I have never been to Seton Hall, but the process of signing in and sitting an exam was exhilarating. I knew the instructor from previous dreams.

That's something worth mentioning. I dream of the same people a lot. That's another entry, I suppose.

At the end of the exam, we were all treated to a performance from the orchestra, led by a student composer about five years my junior. He had dark hair, an electric smile, and bright eyes. They instructor kept bringing up me during the after-party (type thing) and mentioning to the composer that I was lesbian. In a way, that's true, but after a few minutes he leaned over and whispered that he saw my wedding band "glistening in the light". "That's because I'm married, to a man." I replied. His eyebrows raised and I said the obvious "I'm bi." I felt truly uncomfortable at that point and walked away, back to the warehouse.

Because the warehouse had been previously dirty and "manly" I created an elaborate dressing room for myself to hide in so I could change into something less formal and leave. I had just finished packing up my belongings and clothing when somebody opened the door and scared me half out of my wits. But then, I saw behind him, at a distance, the composer, and I wondered what he could possibly want coming towards me. Unfortunately, I didn't get a chance to find out, for I was woken up from first my alarm, then my husband's, then our cats. Half the dream is missing in my head because of those continued distractions.

The half that remains lingers, like they always do, like these people are real and tangible.

I have, in fact, met people I have dreamt about, and been places I couldn't have possibly seen prior to. Like when I traveled to Australia, I knew my way around a shopping center having never been there before. I knew what kind of temporary table was set up around the corner. What are the chances? I knew it all like I'd been there a thousand times, yet I hadn't been there even once. And that table, was temporary, just set up, even my friend didn't know it was there.

The same thing happened in Toronto. I knew my way around because I'd been there in my dreams. I knew my friend by the way he walked and the way he "felt."

I'll stop here and make another entry soon.

Date:12th of june.
Total sleep:10 hours.
Supplements: B6 and melatonin.
Daytime Techniques:RC's, mantras, sensory awareness training.
Lucid Techniques:was not lucid.
Recall Techniques: Mantras, dream journal.
Fell Asleep:12.00
Dream Title: sex scandal at the supermarket.
Dream: I only remember bits of the dream, some of it being: Having sex with someone named Suzie? (wtf) Outside of a supermarket. And finging she posted pictures of my penis on the internet to get back at me, for what, i cant remember. Also being by a trailer at the highway, before eventually swimming out to raft in the ocean with my little sister. After we arrive at small raft, we spot a bigger one, and swim out (my little sister clinging to me). When we reach the raft i see a familiar face, Hannah. My memory stops there.
Awake:08.00
Vividness:9
Awareness:2
Length:8
Recall: 2
Emotions/feelings: happines, shame, aroused.
Dream Signs: common DC's (Trym, familiy)
Objects/places/DC's: Supermarket, highway, ocean, trailer, raft, people, alcohol, Trym, George Clooney, Suzie, Hannah, Mia, Video.

Dream fragments: Have a faint memory of a ''beauty and the best'' kinda scene.

Non-lucid, lucid, SP-awake and/or observations

Nap after Work:

.../I'm in the middle of this dream world routine, before going to school. I've just get out of the house and I'm about to go to the bus stop when I realize it's not my waking life and I have dream this sequence before, including the lucidity part. I decide to go on with the plot, so I keep on walking to the bus stop. It's a little bit far from my point of view but I don't mind walking in order to stabilize the dream. I see the bus is already there. I think perhaps I could summon a particular DC in the bus to have some sex. But my body slowly starts to fading out when I realize I stopped feeling my legs.
I'm lying on the bed with my eyes closed. I can partially feel every movement I think about my body although I cannot see it. It's not too difficult to imagine things in this stage. I know I could get back into the dream, so I go on remembering part of the routine I was dreaming before/...
.../I'm getting out of the apartment which is on a higher floor. I realize I can see again and better feel my body. I don't remember other thing but to stabilize the dream. I don't want to lose it thinking too much. I start going down stairs. My body is a little bit blurry and I can still feel myself lying on the bed. so I start slapping my legs and arms to feel them in stead of my real body. It apparently works, so I start going down stairs exaggerating my movements to feel this body. I got to go a couple of floors down but it's too loud out there and I can feel other things which don't make sense in the dreamscape and my body fades out again. I can still feel what I think, but this time it's too loud out here. My wife is making too much noise and I cannot go back to sleep.

* I barely remember I have been shortly lucid in this world before, but it's too blurry to have a proper recall.

00:00 Thursday 2014-06-12

00:25 pre-bedtime
00:38 bedtime

no recording during the night, but some recall during the night.

09:30

+ I'm doing the initiation for some gang, there is a captive who must be killed, I don't want to kill anybody, this gang serves you green food in your room but only if you check in. I put sharpened colored pencils onto a cart and roll it at the captive wounding him slightly, my "guide' is impatient for me to kill him and sets up a timed system where the captive will suffocate at the end of the time, this will be a horrible death so I should be "kind" by killing him sooner. The mechanism is a tube on a wall it looks like medical equipment, the "guide" places a bunch of blue foam earplugs into the tubes as the "timer", when they proceed far enough in the tubes the air will stop.

+ in a room, a girl jumps on my tablet and breaks it, I say "oh great you've broken it", she then helps me find the password so I can log on to it. I pick up the tablet after she jumps on it and see the very big crack running horizontally across the tablet, but I can turn it on and it apparently still operates. The password is something numeric. The girl goes off to find it.

+ ask a lower-class guy in a crowded room to help me with my horse, I think I'm of the noble class, I offer him payment and he comes with me.

+ walking up a winding path road lined with candies, I take 3 different types of mint chocolate, one of them is a huge bar, I'm trying to conceal it

+ quickly jumping down a school-like staircase, the staircase is very wide but each step is very shallow, someone is painting them, I have to be careful to set my foot properly on each step so I don't trip/fall.

+ skiing lesson, there's something wrong with my skis, a strap has become limp it's supposed to be stiff, I'm fiddling with it. The teacher was teaching how to jump parallel turn in the snow. I eventually figure out that I can tighten the strap again and it seems to be working.

+ bowling, I'm at a lane near the right-hand edge of the bowling alley, I bowl a spare. My ball doesn't fit my hand it's too small it's uncomfortable on my fingers, I move to the ball racks lining the wall running along the alley horizontally (like typical bowling alley), at first I'm looking for a pink ball that fits me I try several but they're either too big or too small, then I see yellow balls, white balls, I try anything but can't find one that fits. I see strange balls some are huge and misshapen, up to 4x, 6x larger than normal balls, some have dozens of oddly shaped finger holes in them. Some places along the ball rack are toiletry stores where you can buy things to wash your hands with. I think I should head back to my lane, there must be a ball there I can use, even if they don't want to share it with me.

Some guy back at my lane has gotten 60 strikes in a row, that should at least be good enough at least for 2nd place someone says.

+ eating a big cookie?

6/10/2014

In bed: 1:20 AM - 7:42 AM

#13. I. 7:30 AM
My roommate and I are about to have to go to some sort of event or class. We decide to be fools going there, running across campus there doing crazy things. I head out first, and so am not sure where he is. I start heading there assuming he is on the way. Eventually, I hear him singing on the other side of the buildings to my right on another path, as he is walking towards the same building farther ahead of us. Eventually, he sees me running and runs too. There are a bunch of people out in front of the building we are going into. I see FN, a high school friend, who asks me how my club is, not necessarily realizing that she is asking about the club which she left earlier in the year which makes this awkward. Upstairs, we enter some classroom with a bunch of others where we take part in some activity in different groups.

6/9/2014

In bed: 1:56 AM - 8:38 AM

#11. I. 5:40 AM
Fragment: Adventure game. Pokemon related. I am following a road. Yellow-ish game of different order of guns. No legendary birds though I see Zapdos flying away above me. Passing board area with precursor orbs.
I am in a cooking shop watching two guys cooking. They are really good. They are making biscuits and pancakes for me and possibly others. I taste it when they are done. It is good, but I am not used to pancakes without sausage. They are using faux vegetarian sausage instead.

#12. II. 7:15 AM
I am on a small mountain-like island with a high elevation in the middle and it decreasing around it though there is a mostly flat circle of a path around the middle small peak part before the rest of the elevation drop down to water below. There is a bridge or connection of some sort on one side. I am in a car with a bunch of others. We just got here to pick up someone that was waiting here for us. They are on the phone though and as we wait for them to get off, we drive the car around the short circular path around the short peak. This car is unique as we are driving it using our minds, willing it to move forward and turn. On one part before the area where the person is talking on the phone, there is some rubble and slight obstacles and a short fence with a narrow opening on the side closest to the little peak. It is difficult to navigate the car through the small opening with our minds.