non-lucid

My dream recall was terrible this morning, I had a terrible night trying to get to bed. Finally tried to drift off around 5 in the morning :/

I'm on the street I live but it's been transformed into an outdoor restaurant of some kind. I meet Keith at the restaurant and sit across a small square table with a white tablecloth and red napkins. We talk for awhile and I make fun of the fact that he sits here every night and eats alone while waiting for his new girlfriend. Keith turns into Shane and fades to black.
I'm with Michelle and we are talking about being healthy and getting in shape, she is cooking spinach and I put on a podcast and show her a website that I presume has to do with working out and I remember a picture of an athlete graphic in orange and white.
Something about my mom's upcoming wedding.

Sometimes my dreams reflect my everyday, ordinary life and it all just seems so normal that I have no chance of becoming lucid. Does anyone else have this happen? Most of the time I do have the crazy cinematic type dreams but getting lost in the plot is so easy to do and autopilot kicks right in.

Dream
Notes

I was with people I knew and we were all planning an event where we would spend a few nights at a hotel. I was shopping around a mall that was pretty crazy because of the amount of people. I remember talking to some hair stylist.
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I was at a big supermarket and was shopping around, pushing a shopping cart. I went through a group consisting of a mom and a few kids and she got real mad when I just cut in between them. I kept walking and talked to a group of friends. We decided to go work out and went to a pool. We looked for a place to start working out where there wasn't water and picked between the edge of the pool and on one of those stands where swimming races start. I did a few pushups and then a girl did them too. A woman showed up saying her husband was at the beach and that we were gonna go there. I told her I haven't swam in ocean water in a long time so it might be hard for me. Someone told me that my alarm was going off and that made me wake up immediately.

When I woke up, my alarm had just barely gotten started and I was actually hearing no noise coming from my phone. The person who told me the alarm was going off seemed to be a man. I thought it might of been my girlfriend but she said she didn't tell me it was going off. I believe I would of become lucid if the dream kept going, since the dream started becoming more vivid and I could remember things from the waking world.

All I remember is being in a high building maybe doing parkour. I also remember a girl.

I dreamt that I had a house and outside I had some sort of smaller house, or hut. I would keep my rifles in the hut, which I left unlocked for some reason. I realized that someone had broken in and stolen my rifles. They took all of them except the Remington 700 so I grabbed it and took it inside my home. I was mad and then went back to the hut and saw 2 more guns that they missed. One was some sort of SMG. I set up an ambush to kill the guys when they came back.

I was at work and Desirae was with me. We were making stops and both getting out but we were running way behind and messing everything up. We went to her Dion's and picked up a bowl full of some sort of soup. I asked if there was any deliveries, to which the manager said no. I was carrying out the cart of soup but there was a crack on the floor and I fell. Some people passed me and I said "That's what happens when I put on more weight on one side", trying to be funny. I was going to the truck and asked Desirae if there was any deliveries and she said yes.

I was with my cousin and got mad at him for not letting me use his car so I got in mine and left. I was in some street at night talking with a cop. The cop was telling me how he got promoted and won't be having to pass out ice cream or something. I went into a mall and was shopping. I started arguing with Desirae via text. I went into various stores and then met up with Desirae. I saw a guy that I recognized and kept walking. Suddenly, some black guy starts hitting on Desirae so I walk up to him and throw punches at him. He blocks and even grabs some of my punches, saying he knows how to fight. I then wrestle him down and use the ab scissor move on him. I punch him and make him bleed eventually. He reminds me of an inmate I used to have troubles with. Some mexicans run in and jump me, pinning me to the ground. Each one had a limb of mine but I manage to break free and run. I get to the upper levels of the mall and someone calls out for me and I tell them "Not now, I just got in three fights in one day!" I keep walking and see a dog, which I grab and bring home with me.
I layed down on the bed with Desirae and then realized the black guy I fought had HIV so I went to the bathroom to wash my hands. As I was washing them, a message came up saying "AIDS flow through your blood" I also remember reading "Yersinia pestis" on the same text. The face of the dog was there also. The thought came through my head that I contracted HIV through the man I fought or the dog. I felt devastated and went to the room and started crying and screaming. Desirae asked me what I was gonna do.

The first dream of the night that I recall involves a very, very tall skyscraper. It's so incredibly tall that planes fly around it rather than over it.

I am on my way to the skyscraper. Instead of flying in a plane, I am in something like a swing-set seat, suspended from some sort of flying device. It's just a plastic seat with cables on either side, no sort of safety restraints or anything. The sky is clear, but it's a sort of washed-out blue with no clouds. I'm terrified of heights, so I have my eyes closed and a death grip on the cables. I'm trying to explain to my mother (who is neither next to me, nor on the phone, but she can hear me anyway) that I'm incredibly afraid of heights, and this is terrifying. She doesn't understand why it's so scary. "But you're not afraid of being in a plane," she says. "Planes are solid metal," I explain. "There's something surrounding me. Right now, I'm just sitting on a seat, without anything around me."

As I approach the incredibly thin, super tall building, I recall a dim memory in being in one before and how unsafe it felt. I tell my mother, "Last time I was in one of these buildings, I was terrified and clung to the walls. They're too high. I don't feel safe in them."

As I make my final approach to the building, everything goes black. It's sort of like a scene change would be in a non-lucid dream, if I was paying attention. And when it happens, I do notice this time, and realize that I was dreaming.

The world suddenly pops back into existence around me. I am in what looks like a hotel room. I understand that this is sort of like my brain trying to create my bedroom, but I've been focusing hard on being somewhere different, so it pulls up something that is supposed to be my bedroom, without it being my actual bedroom.

The whole thing is very... "four stars"? Not quite a five star hotel room, but not cheap. But a little tacky, like it's trying too hard. This environment is much clearer than the past few I have found myself in.

Side note: I still don't spend enough time really examining and exploring my surroundings, but I did pay a little more attention this time. I really need to pay more attention to what is around me at first, rather than doing some half-assed stabilization and immediately diving into whatever I am doing. I feel like the more attention I pay to where I am at first, the more successful my attempts to manipulate the dream are.

There is a gilded oval mirror on the wall. I decide to jump into it to see if I can do a scene change. I dive into the mirror, and I am standing in front of it again. I dive into it again, and I am standing in front of it again. I dive into it again, and I am standing in front of it again. I stop and inspect my reflection for a moment to stabilize the dream again. For some reason, my hair is very short.

I try not to let it bother or frustrate me too much, and it really doesn't. I decide that if I can't do a full scene change, I'll start manipulating my environment into what I want.

The hotel bed is very cushy, with nice accent pillows and bedding. The bedding is off-white with very thin red pin-stripes. I don't want red. I want purple. Without even closing my eyes, the pinstripes are suddenly purple, and the colors of the furniture and wallpaper and other decorations have shifted to match the new color scheme.

There is an end table with a small piece of carved driftwood on it. The wood is old-looking and grayish. It has been carved a little bit, but I still can't tell what it was meant to be. I inspect and feel the wood, to solidify things a bit.

I look around. The room has a very nice door, but it's not what I want. I decide that I want something more rustic, and more rounded. I cover my eyes and uncover them. The door has morphed a little bit, but it's halfway between the original (red, then purple) door and what I want. I cover my eyes and uncover them, and it is the shape that I want, but not wooden. I do it again, and I am satisfied with my nice, wooden door.

I look around the room. The furniture has changed a little bit. It's not the frilly, floofy stuff that I didn't like. The chair is more worn, softer, and comfortable-looking. The end table is now made of what looks like old, "reclaimed" wood that was rescued from an old barn or something and crafted into a table.

I turn my attention to the windows, and do the same thing I did with the door. After a few tries, they are close to the windows I want.

Unfortunately, on my last try, I open my eyes and wake up. I do a quick reality check (try to put one hand through another hand) and I can't pass my hands through each other. I'm still not sure if I was really awake, but I roll over and fall back asleep.

I have a vague dream of two women in the hotel room, arguing about something. Then, I dream that I have bought a bouquet of fresh cut flowers, but when I bring them home and try to arrange them, I realize that I have no vase.

Then I am playing a video game with extremely simple Atari-style graphics. There are several characters that you can unlock, and they all have their own individual stats.

I don't remember my first dream so well. I wasn't lucid. All I remember was trying to lucid dream at the beginning. I ended up seeing images of a city like place where i would appear but the dream wouldn't keep going. It's cause of my cold and there was too much saliva in my mouth. But at the end of the dream I was trying to find a safe place for my parakeet Marisol. Cause I found her with her feet stuck to a piece of wood in a drawer i think. It was weird...Anyways the second dream started with me walking with my mom and younger brother through a bridge and into a building.There we saw two people and a Lady at the front desk. The lady was complaining about a guy she said was asking a question like 265 times on the bridge. We didn't see the guy though so I thought that was kind of weird. But I was still happy we didn't cause that would have been annoying.We than entered a room where people were playing soul caliber. I wanted to play so I chose Talim after grabbing the remote. We played for a little bit but than I got bored and left the room. When I left the room I noticed I was in a place that looked like my house. Not like the building i was in and became lucid at that point. I ran up the stairs with the goal of looking for Eye my dream guide. But when i reached the living room I was walking slower and couldn't speak. I tried to reach the door but stopped when I heard someone was behind me. In my mind i repeatedly hoped it would be Eye. I stopped after i felt no one was there though but i noticed i could finally move and speak. So I ran downstairs calling for Eye. But instead I bumped and fell on a girl who looked like she had a really big head. She wanted me to kiss her but I said no and ran into another room. In the room I sat on a bed and looked at a silver heart balloon that I found. It had a number on it and words but than it changed and there were just words about donating to people in need.At that point i felt like giving up but than a tall, slim boy walked into the room and hugged me. He didn't look like Eye at all so I was like your not Eye. I couldn't see his face. He was like a dark black figure. He said he wasn't so I left the room after pushing him. I was still determined to find Eye but ended up losing my lucidity. After that I appeared at a place where I found my mom's tablet i think. I turned it on and watched a singing cover of a teenage girl singing a Japanese song. There were some teenage boys around me who i thought was my brothers new friends. I didn't want them to see what i was watching so i changed the video after liking it and ended up seeing a sing a long version of the song. I started to sing a long with the video since it sounded really good but than stopped cause i thought i might embarrass myself. I than got up and fed my parakeets in the dream. A boy said something to me about my bird and annoyed me. I think he was digging in my parakeets food thing for treasure too. I told him to stop than suddenly walked into a room where i heard a male voice say I have to pass two tests that most have failed to pass. The image of a old game suddenly appeared. In the game i dropped some bombs around and went through the portal type thing.The game ended and I suddenly appeared in a bright yellow room where the walls looked like the night sky. There I saw a big lizard [who looked like a orange iguana] with a small white, kind of fluffy tail. I was eager to pass the second test so i was like "okay,I'm ready." He told me to take a apple and to get rid of the ants that were on the red wine colored arm chair.So I took the apple and started to squish the ants that were on the chair. When I looked at the apple i saw an ant ate through the apple and was kind of still alive.That's when the iguana thing started saying I have a tail like him. But his tail is more silky, softer and white. I was like oh and than he said dogs are smarter than cats. So I guess i had a cat tail. I also remember that in most of my dreams i turned out to be a light pink fur cat. [Not like the Spinx] Than that's when a girl with a tail appeared out of no where and started to argue with the iguana saying cats are smarter and better companions I think. Than I saw a image of a cute little kitty on a rock in a ocean where the mom passed by her. The kitten said something to its mom i don't recall and than I woke up.I was kind of lucid during the test thing but I should have used the apple to lead the ants off the chair, not squish them with it...Oh well. XD Funny dream.

20:20 put on blue blocking glasses
22:20 mugwort tea (2 tbsp mugwort, 1 bag mixed mint tea) + bedtime

remee on, settings:
initial delay: 5.5hrs (selected)
nap delay: 30 mins
signal interval: 15 mins
wiggle off
brightness: 10% 15% 20% (low selected)
brightness ramping off
pattern 1: sweep bounce x 4, fast
pattern 2: glow alt x 3, fast
pattern 3: sweep bounce x 3, fast

Remee signal didn't wake me up, Don't remember seeing it, maybe wasn't dreaming?

05:36

Lots of short fairly unaware moments, fairly weird, recall came in slowly, had to work for it:

+ something about a monkey going on a lord of the rings quest

+ DO following a train going very fast the train jumps the track and then keeps barreling on down the dirt path, I expect it will jump back on the tracks, then I double back through the neighborhood I was just flying through

+ Somebody (me?) calls out "Shots!" and my friends (7-10 of us) and I all lie down in the middle of the room on our stomachs propped up on our elbows in a circle facing the center. Shots glasses are placed in the middle of the circle. On the far side of the shot glasses from me there is one larger tumbler glass. The liquor is poured and we all drink. I instantly start feeling veeeeeery friendly and cozy with the girl immediately to my right, I this is a little inappropriate but I don't care. We're kind of snuggling up against each other now, pushing our shoulders together and our hands meet (my right hand her left) and we hold hands with curved curled fingers while the next round is being poured. I think the guy with the tumbler is going to get wasted fast. I pick up my 2nd round and look to my left and right to make sure my friends have enough, I offer to pour some of mine into the cozy girl's glass but she has enough it turns out. I think if I'm already this hammered from 2 shots, how could Matt Damon in "Promised Land" possibly do 10 of them, that explained why he was so messed up in the morning.

+ it's a really long ride home on GP Blvd on my bike so I get on the bus, I can't then find my bike I'm looking all over I eventually find it folded up under one of the front seats.

+ Some sort of team-based conflict, I grab an important building first, let some of my team in, then the opponents want to come in too and I feel sorry for them, it's a bad idea but I let them in, then later we're outside and fighting

+ I look down and see I have a small hole in the center of my right big toe toenail, there are grains of sand and grit in there I want to get it out, I sit down, then I see a huge crescent shaped slice of toenail separating from my foot it's about 12 inches long or more

+ a guy I know next to me gets upset when I start talking about documents, I ask how he did his, then I see a pictorial essay of the process of how the documents are approved, it's extremely involved, they start by taking a picture of the documents in a box to prove what you handed in, then I see the finished product, laminated in shiny laminate, with pictures of fancy buildings and churches stamped on them.

+ There's a mall on the top of a hill, it's the only place for the local residents to shop, so it's really crowded, I see a few big black women clerks standing around with really big hair, I'm walking through lots of people in a store, I'm in a grocery store large with strangely curving refrigerator cases crescent shaped protruding from the walls, I turn around and see a large (cheese?) island with 3-4 bored looking women store clerks sitting on tall stools

+ I approach an opponent team (college aged) on their territory, there's about 20 of them sitting down all along the walls in a rectangular shaped room (a table in the middle?) I walk the perimeter of the room and we're trading verbal jabs, it's a tense atmosphere, I make a comment about how I could kick their asses in programming (they're more hardware guys), and I say I'd be the top of the list in the chess tournament, too, I see the list for the chess tournament then on the wall and indeed I'm in the top 1/4 of the results.

+ I hang up my wife's purse from the chair it's sitting on to a long wrack filled with clothes & things on hangers, my wife then can't find the purse,I say it's right there on the right side of the wrack where I put it, she can't see it and says it ussed to be right there on the chair

put remee into nap mode
06:55 was getting very relaxed and close to sleep and the remee hit shocking me awake.

Dreams not "taken to a new level" from mugwort. They were wild & wacky but not much more so than usual, and awareness very low, recall took a long time.

LUCID
*Without mentally stating it I know that I am in a dream. Next thing I do is try to will someone I know up the stairs. Then a beautiful girl walked up the stairs. We smiled and hugged for a while. I looked closer to realize that this was my girlfriend but with a different body. Then came up with a good idea of manifesting photos that shows my past. The first pictures I did were just random things like portals and other stuff I couldn't quite make out. Then I manifested one that showed an apartment window as I looked closer it seemed to be my apartment from riverside. I thought wow I think this actually worked. I didn't look exactly like it but close enough. Then for some reason I started to make things disappear while touching them. In this dream I was just messing around with my powers.

NON LUCID
*I am at my old job sitting all the way back of the call center. I think this is a nice quiet place to work.

* Like yesterday, there were some extra cups of wine before going to bed...

.../It's a celebration day on the town I'm visiting from a long time. I see an aunt and ask her for her son, my fellow cousin to salute him. She tells me where he is, but I notice "his parents" are sitting in the same table and they're not too friendly. Anyway, I don't care and go to give him a hug. I try to make a joke about me getting drunk at the airport and sitting next to the airplane wheel just before the airplane starts to move. He doesn't get it. I think because of it has been a long time since we don't make jokes together/...

.../I'm walking on a road, getting in a town where its welcome sign literally states: "Welcome to the state of California. Our little DOF things" (DOF is written in overlapped capitals). Then I get into a bar where a DC-mix of some drunk people I know, invites me to have some beers. I accept although I don't feel motivated to drink. He gets angry with me, and throws the whole content of a bottle on a wooden wagon. Then he asks me to leave and threats me to throw a rock on my head if I don't go because of I'm being a killjoy. I got confused and decide to better go out. In the street, I see the DC going out turned into my dad. I'm walking on the streets, feeling sad. It's cold out here and I'm wearing just a t-shirt. I want to go to the apartment we rented with a friend of mine/...

* Apparently we rented that apartment in another dream and we live there with some other friends and family.

.../change one letter game could be bravest from breast...

.../I have to deliver something in the 14th floor of a house. The elevator door gets closed when I'm about to step into it. The door opens while the elevator goes up. Now it's just a platform and I can see the stairs and all the stuff around. I must stay standing in the middle. I see an old woman going upstairs. The elevator stops in the 15th floor. I get out of the platform. It's just a sort of stairs with huge steps that I have to go down. There's a big empty space in the middle. The woman stands in the opposite side where I am. I ask her to be careful, she says something and makes a wrong move, then she falls. I run to take a look down. She's sitting on a table talking with a girl friend. She mocks about something pointing at me. She's not dead. There's something going on here. I want to go downstairs very quick and think I could take a shortcut by jumping if it's what I'm starting to think. This place doesn't make sense, I know what it means! This time I don't want to jump due to the vertigo. I go on with the plot, I still have her delivery in my hands. I throw it close to her. She doesn't like it, I don't care. I look around to see how can I go out. I see some escalators on my side leading to a wall with a hole above it. I command them to stop. They stop and I have to climb to get on the roof of a building. I hear she is quite upset following me. I command the escalators to move again to squeeze her against the wall, but she gets out before getting trapped in the motion. Now she looks very young but angry, she wears like a witch from the middle age. She stands in front of me yelling something. I feel scared but I have to control myself. Using my mind, I throw her against some sharp spikes I see in front of the house. She gets impaled uttering some spell on me. Her mouth looks like a Venus flytrap and it opens to the sides. I command with my mind the spikes to open up. It finishes her. Now I see the dream in 3rd person view. I see a DC who looks like Harry Potter, getting out from my point of view, he gets close to a door that I previously saw stating it was level 13. Now it's time for another level, the number on the door changes to a lower one, and it opens to show a wall. There's a couple of brown werewolves getting out from a window. The female one has two bats flying like flies around her head. The traffic in the streets is weird. Most of the cars move backwards. The authority car has a toilette in stead of a seat, and the driver seems to be taking a shit while driving. He speaks with somebody with the radio. This place is weird and I'm wondering what have the werewolves to do here/...

* I have to point out about this one, when I started to write down some fast notes (which is really tedious due to the fatigue) I barely remembered a couple of fragments of the final scene in the city where I wasn't lucid anymore. It was not until I wanted to go back to sleep, when I was able to remember the whole lucid sequence. Then my scratched writing turned into something more devoted.

Morning of May 7, 2014. Wednesday.

Dream #: 17,306-02. Reading time (optimized): 2 min.



I was at a funeral at the La Crosse Civil War Memorial (Campbell Cemetery) in winter during blasts of wind and snow. Two others in black 1940s formal apparel are near me. (They may be older versions of Zsuzsanna and me.) We are standing on the wayside, opposite the railroad tracks, not the woods where the funeral was. (I do not think of the unlikelihood of public graves between trees.)

There are two cars parked along the road, the one that crashed in “Fear No Evil” (1969 TV movie) and my red 1922 Lincoln Phaeton (recurring dream car only).

The old couple faces the woods as the wind blows snow across their backs. They do not move even after being covered in a light layer of snow. Another man approaches from our right. He acknowledges me but ignores the other two. He wants me to drive him somewhere, but not in either of the vehicles present.

I become liminally aware I am dreaming without recall of what a dream is, only that my thoughts shape my world. I summon the red 1958 Plymouth Fury from “Christine” (1983 movie). The other man is happy with the car and our forthcoming road trip.

I drive fast (not recklessly) over backroads in hilly areas. The car ends up on the carport of the Cubitis house. (I would have had to drive from Wisconsin to Florida in less than fifteen minutes). I am parked facing the orange grove, perpendicular to the driveway (which would be problematic as it would block both entrances to the front of the house).

I am unsure where the man (preconscious simulacrum) is. I may have dropped him off somewhere. Looking down, I see a toad to the right of my right foot. It is about half the size of a cane toad. I pick it up and throw it out the window to my left. I consider that other toads may be in the car, but I do not worry about it and looking around, I see no evidence of others. At this point, my dream loses cohesion.

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Notes:

The toad in the car may have been an association with “Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride” from “The Wind in the Willows” (both the book and the Disney attractions). It is similar, in some illustrations, to the car from “Fear No Evil”.

My dream begins with the presence of sleep simulacrums (the old couple that becomes lightly covered with snow), the association with a cemetery as analogous to sleeping and being separated from waking life and my identity.

The unknown man is this dream’s vestibular system simulacrum (a personification of the preconscious) as we ride in the car, which is an imaginary extension of my physical body while in the dream state. His original approach from my right stems from the waking process as I sleep on my left side with my right more exposed to my environment.

A carport is a rendering of liminal space (the ambiguous awareness between dreaming and waking).

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These are moments that struck me as odd or notable, drawn from a number of dreams over the past four or five months. All non-lucid. Mainly these are moments that disturbed me, the ones I felt had deeper meaning if I had the wisdom to penetrate the veil around them--moments with animals, periods of huge change in the dream, and quiet, dark aspects.

-My ex-girlfriend and now good friend had written a book of life advice. Knowing she wrote it, I spoke to her, and she answered through the pages. I felt a sudden chill of knowing and a measure of uneasiness. She told me to sell everything that I owned.

-An old lady who rode my bus. We got off at the same time. In the midst of mindless chitchat, I started discussing centaurs. She told me, "War is coming. Mars shines brighter than ever. And Pluto." I told her, "I am Pluto."

-The closest I've been to flying, I was on a Skyrim-esque adventure (what a beautiful, wonderful game), and I had jetpacks that shot me up into the air. I'd fall, then launch myself up again. Think Iron Man, but propulsion rather than energy.

-A wooden boat in an underground crypt, like the Phantom of the Opera. I knew it was preparation for something. Later, a Smith Agent reaches into my forehead. I left, and had a strange incident with a dog, which was tied to me, and a squirrel, which I tried to protect from the dog but ended up scratching me. A group of friends took a look at my wrist, rubbed my forehead and reassured me to not feel fear or anxiety.

-A group of schoolmates, who have no drug interest, all took magic mushrooms. They all described it as catapulting the mind into the universe. However, it was intuitively understood that the return to earth would have to be paid in blood.

-First lion dream, my friend had one chained. It ran back and forth, the length of its chain. I lay there. It would sniff me each pass, getting closer. Fear.

-Second lion dream. I'm sitting with a friend in a field, and I see a lion approach. I determine not to move or show any signs of fear, but I know I'm lying, the lion knows, my scent is palpable. He approaches, sniffs me as if to take a bite. Then, the dream shifts. Another friend tells me the lion was shot with a tranquilizer dart from a helicopter.

-In the dark of night, under an underpass in heavy snow, I stumble and fall as I walk with my brother's ex-girlfriend. My hand finds another warm hand buried in the snow, and I grasp it. Fear wakes me.

-An eagle perches on a totem pole, and lets down an ancient runed manuscript that reads: 'Human Yoga.' He transforms into a boy named Sam, though he wishes to remain anonymous and is only revealed by a group of passerbys.

-As I walk in the front door of my home at night, I see unfathomably massive lights in the sky, like great energy beams charging. They briefly grow in intensity (it looks like ancient letters with the Enlgish W, S and A) then fire. With a primal yell, I struggle to slam my front door shut due to the incredible shock wave that sweeps through. Low in the sky, a ship the size of a small city roars overhead.

-A very intelligent, conservative and large dragon was intent on consuming my family, friends and own person. We were in a castle by a forest of evil monkeys, and I was attempting to diplomatically see everyone out of this crisis.

-My brother and I were in an industrial, Spartan-like training complex where boys were trained into soldiers. We found a room with water and boxes. I opened one and pulled out this strange fleshly doll, abnormally proportion (large chest and arms, triangular but human). I dropped it into the water, and remember debating whether to pull it out. I knew it was right to, so I did. As I picked it up, it drew breath.

-I was playing a hunting game. I morphed into a werewolf, but then took to the skies as a pterodactyl.

-A dream of two blind men at different times. One passed me in a hall. The other, I scaled a wall, and he was scaling the opposite way. The guy looked rough, with strange eyes, oozing sores, and an expression of anguish.

-Three large snakes were moving in waves, all as one. There was one tiny white snake that I held in my hand.

-I had three bugs of different color which I noticed were imbedded in my forearm. They began to hurt, and I scratched at them to break free from their painful bite.

-I was driving with my friend in the city, when I noticed a bridge next to us begin to collapse. We were on a bridge, too, and it collapsed behind. As we entered, the buildings of the city began to be broken up and destroyed around us as we drove both forward and in reverse.

-I was missing several teeth. A woman I knew suggested I use various crystals and stones, but they were all too large to fit what was missing.

Its been a while since i last wrote in my dj,but recently my dreams have been as real and crazy as ever,so i feel that i need to get back into lucid dreaming. So here it goes. Last night was one of the wierdest and realistic dreams i have ever had. I dont remember it very well,but what i can recall is enough to make you say WTF. So i am at this Festival of some sort with live music. Im with a girl that im trying to seduce and my brother is there with his girl. For some reason only one of the girls can have sex that evening. (yes alot of my dreams have a relation to intimacy because well,im a man). So i leave it to my brother and sacrifice my own blue balls. As my brother leaves me and the girl head to a huge tent,alot like the ones in harry potter where they look small,barely enough to hold two people but once you get inside,its the size of a mansion. İnside the well designed colorful tent i see my family sat around a table. We talk up to them and sit down. I light a cigarrete and before i know it my family ( my mom and dad) hand me ecstasy. Without having a second thought i take the pill,but i drop it. They give me two more ( all in different colors for some reason). I drop them on the floor aswell. Fınally im able to hold a pill,and without thinking i throw it in my mouth. There are three pills on the floor and for some reason,no one is picking them up,as if the 3 second rule applied for drugs. Before they see i pick them up and put them in my pocket,thinking that i will take then on the plan home with me. Now in real life im a daily marajuana smoker but i havent got a curiosty for ecstasy,nor have i tried it. Back to the dream. What seems like 15 minuets pass and i find myself outside with the girl,and all of a sudden it hits me right in the face. I suddenly feel absolutely amazing and the band that is playing at the concert sounded stupendous. It was a mix of band of horses and animal collective. As the colors in the sky start to turn purpulish pink i realize im having a legit high in my dream. Which is crazy because its never been so intense and real,plus i had no idea i was dreaming. ( Usually your parents giving you drugs would be a deal Breaker. Nevertheless i continue listening to the amazing yet unknown band and all of a sudden i black out. Like literally everything goes dark for what seems like a few hours and i wake up in my bed.. The feeling ı woke up with was as if i had taken a hard drug ( ıv tried other things aswell).. i walked out of my room and all of a sudden found myself in a airport with the ecstasy still in my pocket. I THOUGHT I HAD WOKEN UP FOR REAL. And thats the wierd thing about the dream. I black out and wake up in my room thinkin its real life when its still a dream. So a few activities pass and i wake up for real in awe. Its was unbeliveable..

Note: I forgot so much about those dreams, about 80%, just because I was too lazy to write them down

Date: May 6
Sleep length: 7h + 1h (nap in the morning)
Techniques: DILD and nap
Summary:
(1) There was a dubious tower in a public swimming pool. there was a bunch of people, some of them naked I think, some not. I think I was naked, and there was a friend of mine. We climbed on top of this tower and apparently there was a platform up there. We played some weird game, I remember it was a game in which I was some emperor or something like that. It was fun.onesi
(2) this is the mysterious forgotten dream. I wrote the tags down, but as soon as I finished I stopped thinking about it and now I've forgotten it and only the tags are left. So it seems I was in class with a certain professor. And we were talking about an exam I think, and I wanted to put it off because I had a surgery and therapy (?), which makes sense because that's exactly what I did in wake life, but somehow my cell phone was involved. go figure.
(nap) I fell asleep, had some kind of FA and dreamed I was writing my dreams down (haha), later there was a redhead girl lying in the grass, wearing a weird pajama which you can open to shit without having to take it off. I think I was gonna fake-rape her (coz she actually wanted it I guess), she was squirming on the ground but she kinda turned into a replication, a fake girl made of plastic, the plastic was orange and I oiled it up and put stuff into it... I never knew I had this many sexual dreams

Tags: game, nude, tower, platform, swimming, lr;; class, prof b, therapy, surgery, cell phone, put off;; FA, DJ, faye, sex toy, orange