non-lucid

00:00 Tuesday 2014-06-03

00:43 bedtime (too late! dangit!) still sick. Watched Game of Thrones S04E01 earlier, always good incubation material there .

Set intention to wake up and record in the middle of the night, and to notice in my dreams that I'm dreaming

06:59

+ riding a streetcar, it's going the wrong way from where I'm going. I see green arrow street signs. The streetcar is heading to the left and I need to go to the right.

+ I'm walking down a street in bright daylight, I'm looking at storefronts to try to choose a place for lunch, I think one of the signs says "bacon", one place is a sub diner. I think this is pretty far from where the people work. I choose the sub diner and enter. There is a picture of a tall hamburger on the wall: burger with onion/tomato/ between 2 buns. Walking through the place, there are some people there, I notice a hot tray station in the dining room with what looks like large semi-spherical slices of onion in a rich red tomato sauce, I think this is the free side dish station. I see some free tables in a corner, there is a guy sitting at one table with a strange looking wide futuristic looking metal typewriter, I think this is a foldable typewriter and he brought it here in a backpack, I hear him plunking out whatever he's working on. The counter is at eye level, I order and I get a dish which looks just like what I saw before: large circular slices of baked onion standing up in a rich red sauce on a plate. I pay with a hamburger, I try to add it to my plate but I'm having trouble fitting it on there, the girl at the counter helps me adjust the plate. I turn to sit but my chosen table is now occupied by cops, they've moved the dirty dishes/water glasses to another table, I find another free table.

Slow back to sleep, wonder if I'll get back to sleep at all, try long and hard for more recall before this time, I get nothing but the above two. Try to hold on to awareness, realizing I'm holding too tightly, I recognize a "clenched" feeling in my mind, and I work to let that go, and I then fall asleep again.

11:16 final waking, long period of dozing and waking, accumulating dreams

+ I'm in a car with my younger son (who's current age), he's directing us to a place I don't want to go, we arrive and enter a house full of kids, my son takes back a small plastic toy soldier from a boy who's (vaguely) in a shower and crying, I feel embarrassed by this, there's an attractive girl who's eying my son and brushes her hand against his leg, I in turn brush against her boob, then she's walking with us and I'm talking with her, I'm amazed that she speaks perfectly clear English (ARGH, DREAM SIGN [I reside in a non-Enlish speaking country]), she says she spent time in San Francisco.

Spoiler for explicit:

I walk by another girl doing something with her mouth and I say "you want to suck on something hard?" and I take out my <ahem> and offer it to her (put it in her mouth?), it's not hard I say "don't worry it'll get hard"

+ I'm sitting at a table with other adults, I figure out they're on a baseball team, I'm contributing to the conversation to show I've played the game, I mention "I was born in B", they recruit me to their baseball team, I don't really want to join, I say I've only really played softball, I imagine fast pitch baseball.

+ I'm with a girl in a house in a public room (dining/living),

Spoiler for explicit:

I take off her bra (it's small and green) and take her tits into my mouth, they're unrealistic, the size and shape of grapes, I'm not minding though, I then go down on her and swirl my tongue around her sensitive spot, it's nice

the door behind us keeps opening, I keep trying to close it, I suggest we move to a room, "and I will make you <finish>" I say, we come around a corner and find 3 men in an art class with easels, they're singing a song in unison, I join in signing and try to get them/me to harmonize but it remains unison.

+ walking through a house / kitchen, it's very messy I think I'll never get it cleaned up

+ walking purposefully through a dark building/restaurant with the owner in a bad part of town, I'm giving options to the owner on how to improve business/what to do, I joke "make me regional manager" as one of the options.

My god this dream is groggy and fragmented.

Anyways I cannot recall the exacting details of what was going on, the surroundings were very blurry in the beginning of the dream. I was in what felt like the basement of my own home, but it felt larger and more spacious (That or I had become smaller). The basement slowly began to mesh with a dungeon looking space.
There were a couple of dream characters leading me away from some supposed danger. We get to the 'upstairs' that looks like an open tundra, just like Skyrim. But strangely it still feels like my own home as well. A kind of crappy groggy mesh the dream had created. Furniture was scattered about, and the hills and valleys somewhat mimicked the shape of the rooms.
Some attacking army came upon us, composed entirely of archers. They unleashed a hail of arrows. (Hey I thought those dream characters were leading me away from danger, not twoards it.)
I see one of the 'helpful' dream characters take an arrow to the knee. ._.
The dream started to get much clearer, and became the interior of my house. The feeling of the meadow was gone, but the general of the army, some barbarian and a handful of his archers were still present.
Manei (My dream guide) appears next to me, and just seeing her makes me partially lucid. Also something weird, she usually has really long black hair, but it was buzzed really short in this dream. The workings of my dream guide will probably never be fully understood.
Anyways, we are ducking behind the kitchen counter and the barbarians (for whatever reason) are not merely flanking us. Manei says she can execute some spell that will take away all of the soldiers, but she has nothing to deal with the general. So she does the spell.
The barbarian general approaches. He announces that he has only one arrow, but that he will make it count. He fires it and it ricochets around the room bouncing off of several objects before flying past Lia, slicing the side of her face. It looked kind of like that scene from 300 with King Xerxes. (Hangon, I thought dream guides were supposed to be immortal and unable to be injured. I saw her get punched through a concrete roof by a giant robot and she shrugged it off like it was nothing. But an arrow, Kryptonite!)
So it is at this point she tells me that I am in factdreaming. (Oh now you tell me.) Okay, so I guess I have to fight this loser. He pulls a pair of small axes from his cuirass. I merely stand and allow him to charge me. Once he is about 10 feet away...
FUS RO DAH!
The barbarian goes flying, smashing the front door of my house. I look out the door to see him land and tumble around in the street outside my house. I am suddenly awoken.

6/2/14

Last night bed uhm, not sure

Slept in till 7am

DR:

I'm in a large building, on higher floor, maybe 10th or so. Talking to few people. Suddenly there are some distant booms. I'm thinking it's military training excercise, artillery fire. I walk up to a window that's behind us, on another wall, in this irregular shaped room.

I'm expecting to see military proving grounds. And I see a field of grass, that's warn down by frequent use, dirt circle showing on it from many feet walking on it.

I think "yeah, military field"

But then I notice native american dancers in a big circle, walking and dancing in the circle. They are in traditional attire, with feather headbands, they are doing a traditional indian dance, bent down and stomping their feet to the loud, strong and mesmerizing beat of many drums. That was the sound we heard.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

Nighthawk comes to see me. I ask him what he wants, I tell him it is too late. But he disagrees, had some sort of enlightening experience. He is sitting on the stairs and I pass by his side, wanting to go inside the house behind him. I feel nothing. He grabs my wrist, pulls me down and as I fall I land on his lap. I feel a warmth in my heart I didn't feel for a long time. We just stay like that, feeling the body heat between us. But then there's some light touch and I can't help to caress his face with my hand, and then we kiss so lightly. I feel something strange, beyond desire, a sweet sorrow of someone who loves but no longer cares, because it can't afford the luxury. It's a feeling hard to define. But on that moment, as we kiss, I feel a sensation of weight and heat in my root chakra, as if he is inside me, although it is impossible since we never take our clothes off or even touch down there. Even so, I have an O and it is one of the most blissful climaxes I've ever had.

In a high speed pursuit with 3 friends in the car, I sit in the passenger seat, grabbing onto the armrest of the car as we weave in and out of traffic. The roads are snowy and very slippery. A police car rides up along side us, and nudges our car into oncoming traffic. We dodge the traffic, but the police end up in several head on collisions, taking out all of the pursuing police.

We stop to get gas, and everyone waits inside the car except the driver, who goes inside to pay. We forgot the police were after us, and a cop car is parked just to our right. Out of the corner of my eye, I think I see a female cop sneak into our car. Then the driver is definitely arrested at gun point in the gas station. My friend jumps into the driver's seat and takes off back onto the highway. Not soon after we reach highway speeds, we spin out of control and wipe out off the road with the police close behind us. Pulled from the car, we are driven to some sort of prison.

Each of us is put into a separate cell, but instead of a regular jail, it is a strange hydraulic mechanical room with hot fluids and steam going all directions through pipes. It becomes clear that we are going to be brutally tortured with these high temperature fluids. Before they can come into my cell, I close and barricade the door. I noticed a steam nozzle right outside the door, and I attempt to make it open to buy me some time, but none of the controls seem to do anything. I turn a big valve, and suddenly the room starts to fill with boiling sewage. Not what I had planned.

I spot a ladder and climb up it as fast as I can to get some distance from the poo liquid. At the top, is another level, sort of like a hallway, and my friend from the car is up there! "That was a close call with the hot water" I tell him as he shushes me, pointing to the 3rd level above us where a guard is patrolling, unaware of our presence. We sneak up to the next floor, and whack the guard on the back of the head with a fire extinguisher, knocking the guard unconscious. I take the gun, and notice that this guard was the same cop that snuck into our car earlier at the gas station.

The boiling sewage begins to fill the second level and continues to rise. We climb up to a fourth level, and run to a door at the end of a bridge/hallway. Reminds me of Metal Gear Solid. I open the door, and see a massive room, with huge pipes below. We are looking down on it from about 5 floors high. Very low lighting down there. There is one guard, dressed in camouflage, and holding a mean-looking grenade launcher. My friend and I are quiet as I wait for this guard to patrol into the open so I can get an easy shot on him. He's not doing it, so my friend takes a flashlight, narrows the light beam, and shines it to the far side of the room below yelling, "They're over there!" I think he just gave away our position, but it actually worked. The guard looks right at where the light was, and walks into the open. I take 3 shots at him, and just hit strong body armor. The guard swings the grenade launcher our direction and fires a shot. I close the door just enough to deflect the grenade down the hallway we came from, where it explodes, killing the guard we had knocked unconscious. I quickly try to fire more shots at the guard, but for some reason, the gun doesn't work. It almost does, everything feels right about shooting, it even kicks back, but no bullets are flying through the air. The guard also seems unable to fire at us. Really low on ammo, I concentrate hard, and manage to fire 2 more shots, hitting the guard in the chest, and then wake up.

02.06.2014

Farmer's Market & Candy World (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I believe I had a very nice long non-lucid dream prior to this one, but this dream was very long and I entirely forgot the previous dream, so this will start from a FA.

I felt my body in bed and I needed to get out of bed to write down my dream, since it was a nice one. But I felt I was waking up once again and I felt with more intensity my body, even though my eyes were closed. I could feel my hands weird, like heavier and I tried to reach them. I started to suspect that I was lucid and I focused myself on anchoring to the dream. I touched my hand and I had more fingers on it, and I thought it would be nice if I was lucid, since it was already morning (prior to this dream, I woke up and I had 45 minutes left of sleep time or so, and I felt I was not going to be able to make it for this night, something I almost promised to do.) and then I tried hard to look at my hand and I could count 7 fingers, where the 2nd one was half the size of the others. The dream went very clear and high quality, so I got off from bed and went to my living room as usual. There were a ton of boxes on the ground, blocking the door to exist my apartment. I still opened the door with little to no effort and took off in flight to be able to keep the dream more stable.

It was clear day and very sunny as well as warm, there were no clouds on the sky and I had no problems in flying. After flying for a short while, my dream quality was great and I saw like a farmers market going so I landed to get started with the tasks of this month.

I landed in an area that looked pretty much like the place that holds psychic fairs that I am a reader at, but instead of just psychics, there were people selling farmers market stuff as well as a lot of people standing trying to ask you to donate for whatever random charity. So I walked by a 40 years old lady who asked me:

- So do you want to donate?

I knew I had to repeat, so I replied

- So, do you want to donate?

The lady was looking at me, she did no appear bothered and she replied to me:

- Yes, I am donate (yes, with that poor English.)

So I replied the same, "Yes, I am donate." The lady looked at me, smiled at me and then walked away and started to talk in Spanish. Okay, whatever, the task is done.

My goal was to try to make all the ToTM, so I knew I might as well kiss another guy. I was not looking forward at all for that, but hey, it is a dream, so who cares.

There were some 16-18 years old playing soccer. I found it kind of gross kissing another guy, but I approached one of them and asked them to wait for a second, that I had something from him. As I approached him I gave him a tiny pick kiss on his lips and then moved away. The taste of his lips was a mix of sweat and male testosterone (I have no idea how testosterone tastes, but it was not the same feeling as kissing a woman, it was gross, so...) and he also walked away clearing his lips saying, "Gross... dude!!!!" And they resumed playing soccer. There was a 16 years old lady, not very pretty to be honest that was looking at me and said, "Well, I would love to kiss." And I looked at her like saying, "Huh?" And she continued speaking, "Yeah... I would love to kiss that guy, he is so handsome..." And she started to sigh. I was thinking like, "Whatever, this is a waste of dream quality time."

I knew both tasks were done, so it was time for the advanced ones. I thought that one of the advanced ones was a bit yucky that had to do with flowers, and I was not motivated at all (I was blending it with the bonus one about the aquarium, the only one I did not feel a strong connection to do.) So I recalled the other advance task is to create a Candy World.

I started to focus on that as soon as I turned, Candy World would appear and I would get there. I turned around and I saw Candy World. It was like a theme park, but it was all made out of Candy. As I approached this world, I could see how the buildings around me vanished, and how the world turned from a steel and concrete to a colorful sugared world. Also, the sun started to set, and I thought that the day went by so fast in the dream, but did not focus much on it.

As I was walking by in Candy World, I noted several roller-coasters ( made out of candy as well) and a lot of stores that they were selling (yes, you are right) candy.

First, I took a piece of candy from the ground (the ground was actually made of candy) and it tasted pretty much like a regular strawberry candy, nothing funny here.) I wanted to eat some more to make sure I did a quality Task, so I went to one of the stores and since I had no idea if I had money or if I could spawn it, I just grabbed a bag that held chocolate covered raisins (but white chocolate, not regular) and I ate some. They tasted similar to the real thing, but sweater and I could not find the raising.) Then, I grabbed a bag full of those green watermelons that are chewing gums. I ate one and it pretty much disintegrated and melted in my mouth, leaving no trace of chewing gum, but more like if it was some soft candy (in waking life, those watermelons are very hard, and once you munch them, they are chewing gum.)

Then, the store clerck came to me very rudely and said, "Hey! What do you think you are doing? You need to pay for that." He had a lot of anger and he was very rude. I asked him how much was it and he replied $1.79. I reached my pocked and took out my wallet. I hoped to find money just to pay him with the biggest bill I could find. I had a lot of bills in my wallet, like a ton. Most of them were $20 and $5, but I was able to pull a $100. Nice! i gave it to him with a smile and she started to use foul language trying to reach for change.

I left this store ( I believe I never collected my change, and I started to walk the streets of this Candy world. I could not recall one of the bonus tasks, and the other one, about the pregnancy, I did not feel like having sex with some random DC and then making them impossible for her to show sings of pregnancy, so I decided that since my goal was done, I would look for ~ Dreamer ~ So I walked down a street that was no longer Candy land and hopped to find her. I planned to visit the Magical Forest if I was not able, but I saw ~ Dreamer ~ coming and saying, "Hi Percy!!" She was smiling and gave me a hug. She tool me it was cool I summoned her and asked me if I did my ToTMs. I told her I just did and that we could go back to Candy land and ride some roller-coasters. ~ Dreamer ~ appeared to be excited and we turned around and candy land still was there. Even though right now it looked more like a regular theme park, but whatever, the tasks are done.

I know we were chatting about Dreamviews and well, a few things that I cannot share here, lol. Until we reached a roller-coaster. There was no line or anything, even the theme park has almost like completely silent, but it was open as an employee sat both of us down in a weird looking wagon and we rode the roller-coaster.

When the ride ended, I started to look again from ~ Dreamer ~ but I could not find her and my dream quality was fading. I wondered if we truly shared our dream, I knew she was awake, but since there is no linear time in the Dream plane, I knew she could have dreamed that hours ago and then matching with my own dream.

I started to think that this was a very long dream and that it was time to wake up. I was about to take off flying to throw myself at sometimes and wake up from the impact when I heard my wife talking to me. She was a bit upset and she was saying, "It is like 12 pm already, I have been trying to wake you up for 30 minutes and you did not move an inch." I figured that could not be, that it was probably around 8am (I always wake up between 7 and 8) I kind of ignored my wife's complains and told her that she was in a dream, to let go and to enjoy. I started to levitate, about three feet from the ground and moved my hand towards here saying, "Lets go and fly." She was telling me that she could not fly and more stuff, but I took off and flew to a restaurant.

As I got to the restaurant, a young lady said that she found me to be hot and wanted to make a baby, grabbed my hard and started running towards a bathroom in the restaurant, but she could not find any, it was an outdoors restaurant and she went to a dead end where all there was it was a tiny door with silverware. The lady kept running wanting to have sex with me but my dream started to fade and I thought that I was glad it was over, I did not want to forget details about this dream.

I woke up in bed and my wife was hard asleep. I wanted to go write down the dream but I could not move in bed, so I figured I was still in a dream, but I really wanted to wake myself up, as I was trying to recall my non-lucid dream (yes, while I was lucid) and I already couldn't so I did not want to ruin the lucid part.

I had a second false awakening and my wife told me something about Spain and then finally I woke up for real.

Since my first LD, which was awesome and highly historically themed, my dreams have been highly fragmented and recall has been shattered like a pair of graphite hands. I think I've been trying too hard to get lucid again. Forcing it. Like fitting a desire shaped peg into a chilled out hole. Wow, forced analogies are beautiful.

So, glancing through the past couple of days in my DJ I shall decant unto you some of the vague things I could recall.

Firstly, the words BAREFOOT NAZIS dominate about half a page of my dream journal. Could so easily be the name of a punk band. I just remember thinking what an ill advised footwear (or lack thereof) decision this was.

I starred in a play with a close friend. Halfway through the performance a fiery argument ensued. The audience thought it was just amazing acting. Like something from an episode of frasier.

Really need to work on my dream recall. Because if I can't remember the odd conjurings of my sub-conscious to spout around the internet what is the point in all this.

Would love to know what Freud would have thought of the phrase barefoot nazis though...

Okay, first night and already have 3 dreams to talk about.

1. An average day at school.

The dream starts with me sitting in history-class and one of my friends laughing at me. It's all very cloudy but I was suddenly walking around the building and I looked up to the trees waving in the wind. I entered the class-room again and saw the teacher, suddenly I feel a strong feeling of stress. (IRL I had to do a task for him but I gave it in late and I got a warning, nothing serious though.)

2. A 2D Side-scrolling platformer...

I was in some blocky building and my view shifted from looking through my own eyes to a game-perspectif of a 2D Side-scroller with me being the main character.
I don't know why but as I went through the levels I had to refill some sort of meter. (I think it was my culture-level.) So along the way I stopped by some things that refilled it, I think first I ate a sandwich that was on the ground and then there was a cow that had a bag over it's back filled with milk which I drank from.

3. Emergency!

My mother drove up to the front door and I got out with my backpack, I think it was somewhere in the afternoon.(IRL I just walk home from school) I went inside where I saw my father laying on the ground unconscious. I saw that before that he had started cleaning the house cause he had a free day. I shouted 'FUCK!', I pulled him up and rapidly carried him outside to the car where my mother was still in. He felled very light and I had no trouble holding him. When I got to the car my mother asked me 'What happened!?', I responded "I don't know! He was on the ground!", I got in the car and pulled him in, the door of the car was still open but the rapid acceleration of the car smacked it back. We drove really fast and after a minute my father woke up, he said that he thought it was a bleeding in his head. For some reason we let him drive. We drove over a dirt road and I remember seeing a puddle on it, I said "Look out, you don't know how deep that is!", but it wasn't deep so we went over it. Then I woke up.

Hi, I'm LDman or actually my name is Tommy.
A short introduction for those who might accidently end up here:

The time that I'm writing this I'm a 16 year old guy from Belgium who has his exams starting in about 5 days.(good moment to start a new DJ...)
This might be my very first DJ on this forum but I'm not a rookie when it comes to LDing, I had my first LD about 3 years ago.
From then on I did nothing for a year until I saw the film 'Inception' which sparked my motivation for lucidity.
I started heavily researching and experimenting with every technique I've found on the net in the last 2 years, have had a DJ last year for about two weeks because it was more an experiment then a real DJ. However due to the EXTREME increase in Dream-recall and lucidity I decided after one year of school (almost, exams coming up... ) that I should start a new one.
How effective the DJ last year was you might ask?
Well at first I could normally remember 1 dream per night, the first week of keeping the journal that increased to 6... 6!
The second week of me keeping the journal I had already gotten 2 DILDs, and I wasn't even trying to.
Not only that but my waking memory exploded to the point where I could remember complete conversations from weeks ago... and THIS is why I decided to begin the journal now, using it as a hacking-tool for my exams which won't be that much a problem anyway but I'm always stressed for it.

This year without me keeping a journal or doing anything I had 15 DILDs and 2 WILDs, could remember 2-4 dreams per night and still have an extremely detailed memory...


That was quiet a long introduction comparing to most others starting a DJ here but that's the way I am and the way you will likely read my dreams.
I won't be posting them the moment I wake up cause I really don't have enough time then, I will dot down some key-words and likely start writing them in the afternoons if I can remember something by then. Well actually it won't be that much of a problem, I can already remember a dream I've had this morning and it is nearly midnight now so... I might just tell it already:

Black: Awake

Blue: Dream

Green: Other states (Sleep paralysis/Astral Projection/...)

Red: Lucid


I was in a gras-field somewhere in the England and there where some shelves scattered around like it was some open-air magazine, however the shelves were spread out like 50 meters each time. Of into the distance somewhere in the middle of the field there was a steam-train slowly coming to a stop. I was looking in a shelve for a noise filter that would stop the static noise from my headphones in my computer (real life problem) and behind some cables I found them, I was extremely happy to find them there. (still haven't found them IRL, I will order them online soon... ) Anyway, so I was happy and was ready to go to my family which I knew where near the steam-train... WHEN SUDDENLY I heard gun-shots coming from the steam-train and I panicked, I knew my family was dead by then which was depressing. I told myself "Shit, I need to get the fuck out of here!", by then a rocket was launched from the steam-train and quikly flew towards me, I dodged it and it exploded behind me, I filmed it with my Phone cause I thought it would be evidence for later. I started running towards some old bridge that went over some rails. (not those from the steam-train) There I saw a modern train was starting to leave, I knew it was my last chance so I jumped on the back while it started driving. It felt like I was in a game, I fell of and tried jumping on it again but failed. Then I woke up...


So yeah you can see how intense my normal dreams can get, and then I haven't even talked about my lucid dreams. Prepare for stories about me being chased by bears wearing clown make-up that want to rape me... seriously that happened last week in a dream but I managed to run away so don't worry.
My friends at school are usually amused when I tell them about my dreams and I understand why. I haven't had any childhood trauma's nor am I crazy so stay calm.

5/31/2014
In bed: 2:39 AM - 9:38 AM

#1. I. 8:00 AM
I am with a few other people who seem to be slightly younger than me and it almost seems as if I am leading them somewhere. We go to this short outdoor building that you might find on the side of a school. We walk into a short room that reminds me of a standard dining room or a meeting room with a long table in the center of the space with chairs around it. There is a door diagonally on the other side of the room that is open which I can see a group of 8 or so people in there in a similar room meeting. I recognize 2 or 3 of the people in the room. They are part of a competitive eating team of some sort. They see us and seem to be finishing up their meeting before they come out to greet us. One of the people that I am with is holding a plastic cup filled with what seems to be water. But there is something special about the water, as the person takes a Dorito and puts it in and shows me. I watch as the Dorito almost seems to turn invisible as it submerges in the water. This liquid makes it transparent and see through, though you can still sort of see the outline of the Dorito in the cup.

Supps: G, C and 200mg L-theanine.

I think I had more lucids than this last night but I cant remember them. I only remember 2 of them and they are pretty cloudy right now. I looked at my clock after one of them and it said 7 then I woke up for the day at about 10, I usually don't get to sleep in this long.

So both of these revolved around work and I may have the dreams scrambled a bit but I think most of the information is there, a lot of detail is missing though.

Dream 1: I was part of an inspecting team and me and another were doing an inspection on a girl over some paperwork she had. As I was looking on I held my hand in the air and observed more fingers than I should have, I then brought it closer and saw yay 8. Lucid: I found my way outside and this might have been either dream so im not sure if this lucid went with this DILD or not. Before I opened the door to outside I cleared my mind and tried not to think of anything, since I was curious what it would look like outside. I opened it and I was right in the middle of a river, this river was really flowing and it was very rocky, pretty cool looking. I saw a boulder and levitated it, just for fun I guess. It seems like every dream I have had lately had some sort of telekinesis in it. So after I did that I flew upward. Again I may be mixing dreams but I flew straight up as fast as I could and got very high, the surrounding got very dark all of a sudden and now it was night. I stopped in the air and looked around. I saw a city with lights all around it and flew toward it as fast as I could. When I got to a tall building I flew straight down to see what was going on on ground level. As I touched down the dream started to fade. I saw the two buildings (or one building that had two separate bases), the street was lit by street street lights, but that is the last thing I remember.

Dream 2: I was at work once again and I was in an area I wasn't supposed to be in that was for the higher ups, I kind of cut through there. I was walking down a hall way and ran across a section that was flooded with red water and there was a rubber duckey floating on top of it. Did a RC Lucid: I got outside as quick as I could but was kind of lost in a maze of inside. As I headed up stairs I pictured a door to the outside and bam there it was. I got outside and I was in the wilderness I guess. There wasn't anyone around at all. I saw a hill and flew up it to the top, just gliding along the slope upward. I got to the top and I was kind of curious as to why there was no one around anywhere. This has been a theme in some of my most recent dreams, there have been no DCs really in them. At least my fully Lucid ones. I was kind of looking for some but could not see any, anywhere. So at the top of a hill I saw a lake, or maybe I thought of the lake and when I turned around there it was. This was one of my goals last night was to go in the water. I did some kind of weird dive into the water that was quite a ways below me and had my eyes closed when I hit. I felt the coolness of the water and it was very invigorating. It was almost as exciting as the first time I flew in a lucid dream. This excitement along with my eyes being closed woke me.

I did have another non-lucid vivid very memorable dream after these but wont type it on here. It had something to do with an underground bunker, mission impossible style I was invisible and trying to infiltrate. I remember thinking that it would be cool to set off an ICBM in a dream, so this one was semi-lucid.

I was on a large plateau over looking a city scape. It was night time and I remember looking out over the lights of the city. I was performing intricate drum beats on a rather large, rectangular drum. It kind of looked like a bed with a tightened bed sheet. I was so focused on my part that I could see the bed sheet vibrating with every strike and it producing the amazing low tone. It was hypnotic in a sense watching the vibrations of the sheet match the vibrations in my chest.

I looked across from me and I noticed FL beating a drum as well. He was smiling and looking right back at me. Then he brought a joint up to his lips and inhaled deeply. Grinning as he exhaled, he told me that I shouldn't be performing without it. I just chuckled in disbelief that FL was smoking pot. It was/is unimaginable. (I would think this should have made me lucid, but alas... no)

Suddenly, I was kneeling in MD's room whispering to him that FL was smoking pot and how damn funny it was. We both laughed.

The first dream is a blur. All I remember is my mom and myself looking at a cat lying outside our window. He fell, but we heard him land on his feet. Another, smaller cat came up to us afterward.

I was half in a video game and half in real life. I was on a trip somewhere with my class. A couple of things happened. I rode a tiger in third person. When the trip ended, we had to go home on a boat, but it was a bunch of platforms that came one at a time. While I was waiting, I started singing "Drunken Sailor" and a few people joined in. Eventually, everyone was singing and dancing, but my feet kept acting like they do in dreams and didn't do what I wanted them to do.

Morning of June 1, 2014. Sunday.



My dream opens in an unusual variation of our present home with some rotated or altered structures of our Barolin Street house (including the inside back steps over the bare ground in a larger enclosed porch-like area, but which continues southward into a more internal house-like area) as well as my sister’s old house on Loomis Street in America. The staircase area of the Barolin house is oriented in a different direction; to the south rather than the west; and there appears to be several bunk beds. The environment is somewhat like a boarding house for older ex-convicts with a slight prison atmosphere. I am not familiar with any of the males, and curiously, there is an Australian essence to the setting, which is fairly rare in my dreams even though I have lived here since February 9, 1994.

At one point, I am aware that the boarding house has a strange secret related to a potential local development of personal paranormal power of some sort. It seems that Ned Kelly was buried under the wooden staircase within the area of the boarding house that is enclosed but which has a dirt floor (similar to the enclosed back porch and utility area of the Barolin Street house). The beds are near that area, aligned west along one wall. I talk with a few other males. At another point, I look at the ground under the staircase to determine what could be there. There is an eerie association with the seeming story regarding the remains. There is evidence that a coffin is just under the ground’s surface as there is a very slight elevation of the dirt of one area. However, the story also may be that just the remains had been buried there with no coffin.

In another part of my dream, either a policeman or a convict serving as an in-house policeman and wearing a gun holster arrives. This area appears to be the back entrance from Loomis Street at first. He dismisses the idea of there being a body in the ground under the stairs and seems a bit annoyed by the apparent myth or “convict gossip”. There is also some sort of shift or “reset” where the man’s name is John (John Kelly?) instead of Ned Kelly. It may just be a man named John who has no infamy or history of anything notable. The other male denies anything unusual about the boarding house or the ground beneath it.

Over time though, I do develop a telekinetic power supposedly related to my being in the area; a common ability in dreams (but not previously associated with longer-term attainment or being in a certain location). This recurring dream act is done by mentally willing something from across the room straight into the palm of my hand with a sort of rubber-band-like effect. At a later point, there are unknown females in the boarding house which does now seem more like some sort of prison or supposed rehabilitation venue. They are all seated at a large picnic table inside the main area. One reminds me of a somewhat unkempt female factory coworker from years ago. She asks me if I can prove something regarding my abilities and I comply by willing a large object which is some sort of larger purse or oversized pencil bag (or for art supplies) across the room and into my hand in a swift manner. She then mentions of how her faith in the existence of benign spirits or angels has grown but I am not exactly sure why this act helped her. This may have something to do with the potential to escape from the scene by one person taking something from a guarded area, such as a key, perhaps.

There is some sort of awareness that the telekinetic ability also has something to do with magnetism and wearing some sort of magnetic bracelet (that was buried in the ground under the stairs?) even though the items I will into my hand from other areas of the room, including a glass of orange juice, are not actually magnetic (although the pencil-bag-like items do have a metal zipper).

Eventually, I am on my own, wandering around outside. I end up at a residential area with another unknown male but who may be a version of my brother Earl at a much younger age, as the house is vaguely like the one he lived in in Florida. He seems interested in my telekinetic ability but does not quite believe in its full potential. In one area outside near a patio and shed, he tests me with selecting a chosen item and sailing it quickly into my hand from a fair distance. These items seem mostly related to male cosmetic products, mostly all of the same brand, perhaps Avon, I think, because of some sort of play on “nova”.

I end up drawing a larger item into my hand which slides on its own across the table’s surface of which I think may be a piece of plywood. The fact that it slides somewhat instead of just leaping into my hand is somewhat frustrating, but not a dominant issue. It seems like a plastic pencil bag for school but about twice the size and may be some sort of travel kit. The indicated goal, however, was actually a smaller bottle of shampoo or something similar immediately to its left. I do not feel as if I have failed in the task, but may need to try a bit more to discern individual items for more telekinetic manipulation. The other male is still impressed and interested.

I had a pretty vivid and long non-lucid before this but wont journal that one.

Note this lucid was not supp induced but I was able to sleep in like most of my lucids in the past.

I was in a house, I guess it was my house but looked nothing like it. Apparently there was someone inside and I was looking for them. I heard a voice, I don't know if it was in a headset or just a magical voice, but they were kind of doing a play by play of what I was doing I guess. I remember walking toward the bathroom and the voice saying "The alarm system says there is motion on the first floor"; which I thought was stupid cause I was walking on the first floor. I had my gun out and was walking around with it drawn ready to shoot at whatever had broken in. I looked at my gun and saw there was pink spray particles on it, I found this odd and did a RC. Lucid: As soon as I became lucid the whole area lightened up quite a bit. I almost felt drunk and non coordinated and felt like the dream was really going collapse. I grabbed a few things and then I did telekinesis on a blanket to further solidify that I was in fact in a dream. It lifted with ease. I was next to a patio door and decided to go out it, I was in the mood to fly. I kind of sloppily went out the door and stumbled into some stacked boxes on the back patio. The yard was huge and I could see a large field across a street and it was filled with RVs/motor homes. I then took to the air quite easily and flew a bit toward the RV field, then saw a street. The cars on the street were all dark color and their headlights were on. I began flying against the flow of traffic. I wanted to fly through one of the cars. For some reason I just got a little bit closer and closer but could not get down to the level of the cars. Oh also it seemed like all the cars had big sheets of paper on their windshields, like huge flyers I guess. So anyways every time I missed a car I gasped for air, after I flew over a couple more cars it seemed like the gasps got louder and louder. I am not sure if I was doing this in my waking body or not but I thought I was so I woke myself up.