side notes

YES! I went back to sleep (considering it's saturday and didn't have to do anything) and more dreams happened. (Didn't consider exactly how much dreams or the richness of their content much still I started recording them here).

I didn't do any technique, this just happened. But I will say I was praying, and part of my prayer I had asked for better dreams and Lucid dreams. Also my room feels 10 times lighter since I got rid of the sonic doll. So now seems it was granted pretty much straight away! (Jesus Christ is awesome) So I really am grateful. Thought I should record it soon as possible and I guess this is where I write everything for now.

I was at my old neighborhood talking with a friend use to know there, and I was looking at the sun and noticed it looked a bit different. And I say jokingly hey the sun looks like a portal. He looked at it, and it started opening like a portal. My friend was amazed by what happened next was kind of kool. It basically started moving more and more, and it was like a vehicle in the yard I can't explain how it transformed but eventually it was like shooting bullets. I started to flee from it, as it had turned basically into a some sort of battle tank. Then it was coming towards us, and I thought it's definitely going to shoot us now.

(other details of dream but no time to explain everything)
Since this was a very strange dream, I went sort of into lucid mode right here, and thought, okay, lets make this into a car chase. And I started looking for a car to drive (seem to do this a lot, my dream self is obsessed with car racing). I went to go in this really poor 1960s car for a joke, but when I got in, it had no steering wheel. So I thought ok screw that. I couldn't really find any car that I liked. So I simply created one. Some blue really rockin car.

With the tank behind me, I started making buttons in the car, to shoot out bullets out the back lol. And I had fun with that for a while, this thing wasn't really any match for me when I was Lucid. I think it's the same spirit that attacked me in my last dreams. Then I saw the brisbane river and I was going pretty fast and this is when the dream turned into an explosion of realism, I turned my car into a flying device with another button, and started drifting over the river, by this time whatever was attacking me in my dreams (through the tank sun thing) it had faded away as my clarity had increased. I now was in awe of the river, the city in general, looked so beautiful, and I was trying to examine the scenery while I was flying through the air. Sometimes I fly without anything, but since I had turned my car into basically a flying machine I was going extremely fast almost like a plane. It was pretty amazing as I could see things way more clear than in real life, every detail of the buildings, the lights, the water, that free feeling you get when your in total clarity in a dream. I considered it was time to start experimenting or to verify something in this place. So I started looking over everything in the city, for things in the dream to see if I could verify some information. I went over to a football field and noted a game being played out. I can't remember the score of the game but the ball came my way, and I threw it back, and the referee said, see it's people like that we need to thank, (lol dont know ). Then I think with the beauty of everything that I became distracted in trying to verify some information I could bring back or something, and I had started recording lotto numbers, on a screen not that i expectedIto win lotto was actually trying to get results that already had come up) thinking that if I wrote the 6 numbers or so down I could verify that I had obtained some information. After writing them for a bit I thought this is pointless, I should be seeking God directly, so I stopped and sought out a different plan, for some reason this guy started irritating me, I don't know why but I punched him. His friend said, if I were you I would go fight him. I thought maybe this is good boxing practice, so I started boxing with him, which was kind of fun for a while, I wanted to do other stuff but the dream had ended. I think I lost my Lucid ability to go further because I did something inappropriate.

(notes: First mistake, trying to verify information in dream in wrong way. Does not work to go looking for things in the way that I did, that's not what that dream dimension is for and it seems to lead to chaos. Secondly too violent, almost to the point of bullying a dream character. I think if I reflect on these mistakes, I can get better success next time, as I'm still learning and all my faults come out in my dreams which I wouldn't otherwise know about. It's also interesting to see a pattern of attack in my dream, which i don't think comes from me, but it real demonic force involved fighting me in the actual dream world)

That's all for now.

My Fifth Visit
9/3/14
I can't remember where the dream began. I remember searching everywhere in the dream world looking for Lin in a hurry before I woke up. I asked some people, and looked at some girls closely to see if they were her. I kept saying, "Lin!," but they were very confused and one asked how I got there. One girl had her eyes and I asked who she was. She said a name and I asked several questions to know more about her but she kept leading me in circles. I decided not to waste time with her and left. I was outside of the school then and was by a field where some people were playing soccer. I just remembered another dream I had where people were playing soccer. I was so lucid, I was able to actually think about dream in my head and think, "Oh yeah, I remember that one." I looked around to see if she was watching with the crowd and couldn't find her. I then thought I should go ask one of them to see if they knew. (How the heck should they know? Or know who? I'm in control of this story along with my dream so of course they could know!) I asked one man sitting at the game and he said she was at another school in West Valley. The school I was at was a high school, very identical to an elementary school I went to that had a playground of two other schools I know mixed together. (I didn't fully pay any mind to that oddity until now.) West Valley was miles away and I had to figure out how to see her. My teleporting ability wasn't very good and I knew that from experience from other dreams. If I tried it, I would have possibly lost lucidity, ended somewhere completely off radar, and the last time I tried it, (the very same morning of this dream), I ended up being blind since that was an apparent side affect of attempting teleportation. My next idea was, "Maybe I should try to summon her with magic." I think it was a hilarious moment because out of desperation, I imagined holding out my hand and making blue star-like dust rise from the ground to make her appear. I was very doubtful about it working but I gave it a shot. I held out my hand towards the ground and to my surprise, it happened EXACTLY how I imagined it! There she was, but walking in a different direction, because apparently while she was walking in school, I was summoning her and she then stopped a bit confused. (I thought that was also hilarious) Right then, as if it was it were completely normal that I had done that, she asked, looking at our reflection in the school doors we were standing by, "Are you taller than me?" She completely ignored the fact that I brought her there with magic but it was the logic of the dream world. Her voice was completely different this time. Instead of the oriental accent she had the first time we met, she had an english accent. We stood next to each other and I told her, "No, we're exactly the same." For a moment she shrunk a little and went back to normal, a little glitch in the dream world. We then just walked to class. It seemed my timing to enter the dream world was a little inconvenient since apparently, it was her class time. As we sat in class, I watched her for a bit and just sat there thinking it was amazing to just sit in this world and consciously think about just being able to sit there in that class. I looked at her again and she was playing a joke in class with a fake mustache and beard and the teacher told her (or him, because I think at this point it was some random guy sitting next to me in her place) to move seats. I woke up around that time.

Random moments:
I was in paralysis trying to figure out what dream I wanted while sort of weirding myself out with the odd sounds I heard around me that sounded like laughing again. (My paralysis is usually accompanied with weird laughing in the background for some reason.) I was able to control the levels of etheric energy high and low. I wanted a dream of Lin like I planned so I released myself from the paralysis, got my phone, looked at her picture, and then actually went back into paralysis!

I was blind after trying to teleport for some reason. I heard voices and all sorts of things around me. I then started seeing a guy come into view and he had crazy white eyes and smiling at me. I said "Okay, I think now i'm starting to see again." He laughed and faded from view as I lost focus.

(I have false memories of having moved to an English speaking country recently...)
I'm returning to my apartment, carrying some groceries.
As I exit the elevator I stall for a few seconds.
I have completely forgotten where on this floor my apartment is...
So I just go to the first door and test if my key fits.
It does, and I decide not to worry about why I would have forgotten where my apartment is.


The apartment is quite roomy, and very modern. The entrance leads directly into a large room,
which is sort of divided into 3 areas. One for tv viewing, which has a U-shaped couch,
one for sleeping, and finally one with a computer desk for work.
I find it a bit odd that the bed is in the same room with the tv and desk.

But my attention quickly shifts towards the people that are in my apartment.
There's a guy with white hair watching TV and a woman who is using my pc.
I feel like I know these people. It doesn't seem too surprising that they're here, but I'm not really sure who they are.
The woman approaches me and gives me a hand with the groceries.


I notice that she has purple eyes. It all makes sense now: This must be ~ Dreamer ~!
She is very curious about what I bought for dinner, and begins to unpack the groceries immediately.

"Ooh, shiny!"

She is cheerful and full of energy.

"When do you want to have dinner?"
"Hmm... I don't know. I'm not really hungry yet. Canis?"

Oh. The guy watching TV is CanisLucidus. Makes sense I suppose.

"I'm starving!"

They banter on about when to have dinner. Meanwhile I try to figure out what time it is.
This proves to be rather difficult. I'm unable to read the time off the task bar on the computer. The digits keep changing.

"Hyu?"
"Yes?"
"Hmm... how do I put this? ..."
"Hyu, where is your kitchen?"
"Well, it's right over..."
"Uuuhm..."

... There's only one door in this room, and it leads back outside.
So, this is all there is in the apartment? I don't have a kitchen? Not even a bathroom???
How on earth did I manage that?

"Don't tell me you forgot to get a kitchen..."
"... I might have?"
"And a bathroom?"
"..."
"See, this is what happens when you're on the PC all day long!"

I don't know what to reply. This really is a rather colossal fuck up.

"Okay... don't worry about it. I'll sort this out."
"I'll go get you a kitchen and a bathroom."

What??? How? ...
I suppose, since this is a modern apartment, it must be modular in some way, and you can annex additional rooms to it?
I try to talk ~ Dreamer ~ out of it, because I feel that since this is my apartment, and I messed up, this is something that I need to fix on my own.

"Nonsense, I'm going right now. I'll be back in an hour or so."

She leaves the room before I manage to come up with a reply.
To be honest, I'm kind of relieved that she is helping me out.
I have no idea where to get additional rooms for my apartment...
I definitely have to make it up to her somehow.
I end up talking with CanisLucidus about game engines and the Oculus Rift for a bit. (Through unfortunately I remember nothing specific)


I feel like my overall awareness has been improving over the past few days, and it has had a positive effect on lucidity.
But this dream for some reason, even though it was absolutely cluttered with dream signs,
I managed to remain completely oblivious to the fact that I was dreaming.

23:46 pre-bedtime: memory review, set intention to LD in night

00:00 Monday 2014-09-01

00:03 bedtime

broken sleep night: 5 hours, then 2 hours insomnia, and early alarm + unexpected breakfast duty = 5 hours "WBTB" (late morning sleep deprived nap, really)

05:32

+ I'm DO flying over a beach fast, the water is to my left, hills are up ahead, I wonder about the weather and (activate a pop-up control menu like SOA) to check it.

I'm DO up in the air my view is down to the street below me, moving up the game, I'm gesturing in the air like on a tablet screen to direct the path of "my" vehicle to change lanes repeatedly to swerve around obstacles like pedestrians in the road and bicyclists. I do these gestures several times (I think accompanied by quickly fading graphics arrows showing my path modifications). At the top of the hill (Cdr street in B) some bicyclists are turning left, I direct the path of one of them to get into the lead around another bicyclist. Then the race is over, there is discussion that the referees (I was one of them apparently) were unexperienced and allowed a player to cheat and win by exploiting a loophole, something about being 7 seconds behind.

+ I'm arriving via winding road to some location, I see up ahead is a dump truck (several?) filled with boxes of miniature game pieces. A strategic combat game using miniature models begins against other kids. Lots of scenes of deployments of tanks, infantry, warplanes. My turn begins and I place a plane into an attack position against an enemy plane, another player lifts up the "flaps(?)" of my plane otherwise my guns will not fire correctly, I see the enemy gun is in place to hit my plane as well using a rear gun. My plane vs. the other plane is a "260 vs. a 270" I'm looking up the result in the combat tables the result is not in the main tables but in the game add-on tables, I find the entry and there are up and down arrows to indicate the results, the add-on game table is made from separate small plastic pieces. My view if focused on the combat scene, and moves as I step around the models to get a good view of each battle situation, someone talks to me and I say "I'm busy" and I try to avoid stepping on the battle scene, I knick some pieces with my foot. At the end the pieces have changed into lego models. I'm thinking that using bomber planes is very powerful. I think I should win. Someone (Darth Vader?) is talking about fighting the (eog golum?) at the gate.

07:30 alarm, up for breakfast duty

10:00? late morning nap

14:00 it's probably late (IT IS!) out of bed, feel like I could sleep more, but must get up

+ choosing best seats for the football game, we're walking down near the field, we actually pass the goal posts ("aren't we on the field now?" I think), I think at this low seats we should see the players faces as the play approaches the goal line. At some point start actually playing the game as a player on the field.

+ on an airplane sitting in the aisle chatting with friends. At first I'm sitting on the armrest of someone else's chair who's not there, but then returns, and I move to sit in the aisle to continue the conversation. It's fairly dark/low lighting.

+ with a tour group on a minibus, getting off to visit a spot, someone makes a comment about something and I say "<wife's father's waking full name> used to love <that subject>". Conversation shifts to where's our destination, our exit, I say I know I feel that the destination is a bit beyond/before(?) the exit, we'll get there.

+ (long) Sex club gone wrong. In a group of young people, some of us move through a fence to an area where we'll have the sex club. Somehow the group is only dudes, and I think this is not right, we approach a cot set up on the ground, I move some folded towels/blankets around and think "how will we do this?". The activity is for everybody to sit around the perimeter of the cot and watch (help?) each other get off by pulling down one's pants, then shooting a stream of water from a hose at one's (ahem). I'm bothered by several points: 1) our pants will get soaking wet, so I say this and say we should take off our paints entirely in order to avoid getting wet. 2) There are only dudes here, that's wrong, at least there should be some girls here showing their stuff to get the guys aroused. MH and some others join the group and I think there are too many people. I leave, this is not right.

"Next day", I'm approaching the people waiting for the trip to continue, I see a girl and I pump myself up and say "let's get excited!" I go up some bleachers and MH walks by and I say "get excited! Are you excited?" MH starts going off on me about how I ruined the sex club, how I didn't know anything about it. I'm really angry, and say, "M, two things: 1) I invited you in the first place to the club, 2) (forgot)". I walk up to his bicycle which is chained to a fence nearby, pick it up and toss it over to the other side of the fence, crumpling it and destroying it. MH says "you're gonna pay for that." I'm walking back to the minibus thinking about how much it's going to cost, and when the police will be arriving.

I don't want to get caught like a sitting duck so I keep walking off the front/back door of the bus. Another ("bad?") girl is leaving the bus too. I know she's running away. I ask her if she has enough money to get to <some city>. She starts crying and falls into my arms, she has long black hair, and begs me "Help me! Help me!" At this point I'm another character in the show with a girlfriend, who's away, I hope my GF doesn't see this situation and misinterpret it. I'm going with the bad girl?

Quick scene of "my girlfriend" riding in a car in front passenger seat, perspective is from the driver's, she's doing a back stretch using the car seat as leverage, she's on her right side, with her head/arms bent back around the right side of the seat, and her legs bent around the left side of the seat (like a "bridge" but on her side), she successfully cracks her back says "ah that's much better" and I think that flexible people really have to go to extremes to crack their backs.

I had a very short lucid last night. All I can remember of it is becoming lucid, doing a clarity technique and then exploring around the house I was in.

Journal Entry Lucid #74 Dream,Lucid, thoughts in dream,(Comments)
Background:I actually remember what I did this morning because it was so memorable. I did wbtb at 3:19 and I slept from 10-3. I watched a movie as I normally do while being attentive and imagining that the movie is my dream. I didn't meditate before going to bed. I actually didn't meditate for a weeks now, I became increasingly lazy. I haven't been putting my LD DJ on here and I haven't been doing as many reality checks. It all had to do with school starting and I felt kind of sad about my classes. Well on the 08/24 I started to accept my circumstance and I started to go back to my regular schedule. I started to do R.C both noseplug and gravity RC. I only do gravity RC on and off but the noseplug I always do it with my RC. (Written 12/31: I have not done gravity RC in quite some time so it didn't develop like his did, it was just starting to mature and I prematurely stopped doing it when school got started.)

Lucid Dream # 74, day: 08/25/14, time: 7:00-7:24 Am " "Gravity RC"":
At first I had a dream about a test that was due in class. I am on the website for my school and they had a random search button. I clicked on it an it took me to a random website. It had naked people on it. I swiped the website to get another website. I pause for a minute to let it sink in I am thinking "WTF". I thought about how such a program to exist that takes people to random websites and the downside to it. The teacher informs us that the test has started. Everybody is finishing. I am stressing out. I tried to read but words were to small to read. I got mad and start talking to others about it. I see ER, I say sup to him. He gives paper to the teacher, and throws a huge back of chips in the trash. He left without helping me, it is just like him though. I then went to the teacher to complain. I asked her how long do we have. She tells me as long as you want. I said a whole day.
I wake up next to a swimming pool. I see my DJ in the water. I laugh at my dream. I say wow what a stupid dream. I have to take a test. I looked around and I think stupid me I didn't even do a RC I could be in a dream for all I know. I do a RC but I wasn't mindful. I then told myself to be aware of the whole body kind of gravity RC. I tried to feel my weight and my legs felt like noodles. The weight fluctuated up and down in a circular motion. I realized I am in a dream. .I am now in my room, I ask did I wake up, told myself nope still dreaming. I couldn't believe that the gravity RC worked. I feel the dream fading. Fear start to enter my heart. "NOT NOW" I say to the dream, desperate to hold on to it. I then hear a voice in my dream it was my voice or how I think I sound like. It said, "You have to get to get used to this, you are now a lucid dreamer. You don't need to be terrified of waking up". I start to feel happy. I then calmed down. I then went to a light switch to turn it on/off. I remembered reading about a task somewhere to turn on and off by your mind. I think brighter it didn't turn on. It has a window, where a mirror is supposed to be. I see a door outside. (dream start to fade so I concentrated on visuals.) I walk to it thinking it is a door to darkness. I opened it and it was dark. I then see a face look at me. The face was size of my body. It got smaller and it had three eyes. I got a little scared but I calmed myself and asked it what is wrong? He replied back but I forgot. I woke up after hearing him/

Dream 1

I'm in a car with Kayley and she asks if she's a good driver. I tell her the truth and tell her the difference between a good driver and a safe driver. I tell her she's a safe driver. She doesn't take it too kindly and she seemed to think she was a good driver.

I'm now on foot and walking towards a house flat. I see Jamie Pennys kids at the door step. I decide to turn around and leave. As I turn around a corner I see Jamie himself. I mention to him that I saw his kids out the front of his house.

Kayley seems to have bailed on me and I have to figure out how to get home. I start to think about the long distance it'll take to get home. I have a backpack on so I check for money inside of it, and find a few coins. I see a man on the other side of the road and he's standing next to a car and looks a little suspect. He just doesn't look like a guy with good intentions. I'm taken back by the size of the man, hes very tall. He offers me a smoke which is unlit but looks to have been already half smoked. I keep insisting to him on why I don't want the cigarette. I tell him I quit a long time ago. I have a feeling the cigarette itself has something wrong with it and would cause harm if smoked. I end up taking a couple of drags of the cigarette. I tell him his very tall and he tells me his 6'8. I have a feeling his taller than that.
I can now see a scene of the guy in a nightclub. Two males approach him and they're taken back as well by the size of him. They tell him jokingly ''Where's your cousins at?!'' meaning that they must be tall as well. Now he's cousins come into the scene, and they're just as tall.
The man asks where the bus is, and I look into the distance and see one coming. The bus looks weird from the distance. It looked skinny. I tell him ''There's a bus coming, but I doubt it's yours''.

Dream 2

I'm sitting at the computer, about to play some online poker. I enter a table and notice that Max is sitting at the table also. He name is odd and consists of Max in it. My avatar is a picture of myself and I quickly leave hoping he hasn't seen me.

My computer shuts down from being hacked. I figured it was Max, he must have seen me before I left. I walk over to my Dad, who is in front of his own computer. He seems to be having problems as well. He tells me that Microsoft Office isn't working. I tell him about Libre Office, which is FREE.

Dream 3

I'm walking down a street. As I'm walking, I'm pissing at the same time, leaving a trail behind me. I see that there's two males on their bikes heading towards me. I get worried thinking they're going to know I left a trail of piss behind me. I get on my skateboard and start to try and build up speed, but seem to struggle with power and cardio. I look back where I had previously pissed and see that it wasn't as noticeable as first thought.

I reach a beach which is windy and overcast. I see that there's snow and rocks leading towards the ocean. There's a flash of lightning which hits the ground only meters away from me. There's a lot of people looking towards the ocean. I have a look to see what all the fuss is about and notice that the waves are swelling a lot and that there looks to be a lot of seals in the water. The waves begin to come over the concrete barrier where I am standing and begins to flood. My shoes get soaked but I feel no sensation of wetness or cold in my foot. As I'm leaving the beach I throw some snow at a kid and he gets pissed off at me. I think he's a bit of a sook, so I flick sand up towards his face to toughen him up.

I'm now at Josh's old house in Strofford Ave. I enter the house through the backdoor and notice that there's a dog trying to enter the house also. I have to push him back to stay outside. I stroll through his kitchen and notice that his bench top is different and see a toaster near the sink. I leave the kitchen and walk into the lounge room. I see Dad standing next to what looks like a iron board. Dad begins to question me, as if I had done something wrong. I keep insisting that everything is fine but he keeps digging for answers. He asks if I'm hiding a female in my room. He now goes on about something I may have done outside. I start to get confused on why he's questioning me so much.

Dream 4

I'm on Dreamviews IRC and I'm talking to gab. Gab asks me a question and I don't seem to be paying enough attention to what she asks and I respond with the answer. Gab asks me to explain my answer and I feel I have been caught out not paying attention.

I'm now sitting down talking to some people that work at the bank. I begin to tell lie to them about having a house and that I have been living in it for 3 years. I hope that Daryl is over hearing our convocation cause he would find it funny that I'm making shit up as the convocation goes along. I start to get confused and can't seem to follow what the bank employees are telling me.
I see Daryl sitting at a table with three young ladies.

Daryl takes me to another room inside the bank. He introduces me to another bank employee. I tell him I didn't understand what they were telling me earlier. He hands me some paper.

Dream 5 - 9:25AM (Lucid - MILD, DEILD)

I'm watching a female get ready for a fight. She is standing where the fighters are usually checked by the referee. I begin to come aware in the dream and I start concentrating on her facial features, until I realize I am dreaming.
I think I'm in a class room and I kneel down to stabilize the dream and start to feel/smell/rub face/lick the carpet. I dream still feels a tad unstable. I begin to feel as if I'm still in bed and have something covering most of my vision (probably sleeping mask). I successfully attempt to bring on a false awakening to restart the dream, by falling backwards with my eyes shut. I feel my body float to the ground. I start to visualize the last thing I saw in my dream which works instantly. I'm back in the dream but only for a few seconds before I wake up.

Side Notes

Night 2-3 of practicing MILD with success. I become lucid just before my wake up alarm goes off, this is a common thing for my lucid dreams.

8/26/14 - Monday

I forgot to write this down. I was watching TV in the evening, trying desperately not to fall asleep. It took huge amount of willpower to keep my eyes open. Even so they were blinking rapidly and I had hard time keeping them opened. When they closed for longer than a second, I got a sinking sensation. First time since I lost all my transition sensation. This ofc jolted me awake from axcitement. So I kept my eyes closed in hope of getting it back. But I realized it has to come by itself, when we not thinking about it.

Next time I closed my eyes, I got a rapid ascent sensation. And one more time. All those time, including the sinking one, was so authentic, I got butterflies in my stomach, just like when you on a rollercoaster.

I could not get the sensations when trying to get them. Only when I forgot all about them and was falling asleep. As soon as the movie was over I shot the TV down in hopes of fall asleep and "get me some", but what do you know, suddenly I'm wide awake, no chance of falling asleep. wut

00:00 Thursday 2014-08-28

Sometimes good recall is not a blessing: not fun, busy, disturbing, creepy dreaming night.

Woke with dreams during the night, not sure when each occurred, waited for morning for final recall, in rough order of occurrence:

+ (definitely first dream) long: the show featuring Bill Gates: at JT's house around the corner from company N. Bill Gates is sitting (in front of an easel?) outside on the street, I see him looking sideways and recognize his profile. Some cars drive buy quickly, BG is annoyed at them.

Inside a house watering the lawn carpet which is looking really dead and dried out.

I'm in JT's house, he's not at home, I go to his refrigerator and open it, it is packed with stuff, I see a carton on the messy counter I think "ice cream!" but if it is it's all melted. JT is having big financial troubles, (how can he go on vacation?). 3? mean appear in the house they're somewhat sinister, I'm talking with them. The company "N" where JT works (and I used to work) is just around the corner, that's why real estate here is so expensive because people want to live close to work. I say to the guys I need to go (to company "N") but it's just around the corner so if they need me I can return in just a few minutes.

+ Outside at a garden party? The subject of viarables and properties come up, you have to realize that the property is only an offset from the base address of the variable, I'm thinking about this for a while and know that people are confused by it.

Walking through a jungle path a girl is trying to solve the variable / property problem and I start talking to her about it but she wants to solve it on her own.

I'm walking by a door and I see M WP and he says something and I realize it's all just a copy constructor, and feel very self-satisfied that I've solved this problem.

I'm lying too close to the white, wooden garage door, if it opens it may hit my head, I'm lying with my back to the garden party, JT comes and sits with me for a moment in front of me.

+ Some outdoor place, there's a "soccer cage" where a guy is practicing his kicks against the chain link fence, one guy kicks a strong shot at the goal but it goes over the head. I (kick?) a ball into a guy in front of me it hits him, he kicks the ball it flies over my head, and drops straight down onto my head and I pretend to swoon. I look to the right of the soccer fence cage and some young guys are in a swimming pool playing with an inflatable raft, I decide to prank them, I fill my mouth with some white stuff and dive into the water. They see me coming but I grab the raft in both hands, press my mouth against it, and with great force (it's hard to do) I blow the white stuff from my mouth into the raft, creating a bubble inside the raft full of the white stuff, and leave them. Two creepy kids swim after me and constantly poke and grab me with their pointy little fingers, I keep plucking them off of me but they keep doing it, ugh.

Up above the pool are some tables, some women arrive there, one has taken out her pepper spray bottle and placed it on a table, I think it looks just like mine.

I'm leaving this area and a woman runs after me, she asks if I can give you my opinion on something, I don't want to but I follow her. I see we're approaching a little room with glass walls off to the side of a building, I think there is a public announcement board on the wall, I see she's posted a huge poster of her creepy smiling face, my first reaction is that this is inappropriate. Then I see that there are 3 posters, hers is in the middle. And I see that they are not still pictures but video streams, all 3, (there's a "play" button icon on the bottom?) they are election advertisements. I see she is doing some hula-type dancing and prancing around in her video, I see her wrinkled old bare midriff it's sort of nasty. I say that I think her poster is just like the other ones already there and that there shouldn't be anything wrong with it at all. I'm walking away with the woman and a man, the man leaves us first to return to his business, I'm walking with the woman and ahead I see a room open and light shining out (it's night now) and hear music, it's a wind symphony I hear the clarinets, I say I used to play in a wind symphony and expect her to ask me about my musical experience and anticipate telling her the answer but she says she plays guitar and walks away from me. I think then that I should ask if she played classical guitar but the moment has passed and I decide not to run after her, I've reached my car.

+ a visit with an incest-family on the moon, rapidly-multiplying identical children up on the stairs, my driver's license is expiring, visit the DMV.

I'm visiting some family, the mother is severely berating her mid-late/teenage daughter (blonde hair?) The mother is going on and on about how the father has been so good to them, how the father has been such a good father and a good lover both to the mother and to the daughters. I wonder why the girl doesn't run away but I realize they're on the moon. Inside their house standing below an open staircase leading up I see a kid standing on the staircase most of the way up. Then more and more and more boys andg girls start appearing, and they all look the same because of the incest. Then they start fighting and pushing each other off of the stairs.

I head back for the front door and realize I don't know/remember if I can open it, do I need my space suit? Does it lead into vacuum? I thank them for their time and say that my driver's license is expiring in one day so I may not be able to make it back immediately, maybe Monday. I think that I don't know exactly where to go, and there's a problem: I need a driver's license to apply for the license to take the test, so it's a catch-22. I think about a large room. I'm standing at the driver's test: it's a multi-colored merry-go-round, filled with young people, there's nowhere to step even they're covering the ground all around, I try to step around them. I hear that there are (175?) people in line for the driver's test already, should I go get the booklet and study first, or get in line and hope I have enough time to study? I know that there are questions about obscure speed limits and sign meanings so I should definitely study.

+ (definitely last dream, woke up from this) the slow-motion shooting assassination of "Diane Keaton Smith" at her concert.

Panoramic scrolling view of a concert area outside. There is a straw pillar where the rifle has been hidden, I see it slightly poking out. The scene keeps panning to the right and reaches the stage, the star is just barely visible now from behind a pillar, will she be shot now? Everything is in slow motion. She leans forwards into the microphone. She steps down from the stage and enters the crowd (ahead of me and to my right) she leans far forwards slowly and puts her face to some contraption (like a camera on a tripod), surely this is where she'll be shot? No, she walks forwards, it will be hard to hit her if she keeps moving like that. She's standing up and then the shot comes, it hits her head/face and her head explodes in blood flying everywhere. But her face is somehow still intact and contorted in a grimace of pain, (I hear a shriek?), she's facing my direction now and also the sniper who's to my left and behind me a bit, another shot hits her in the lower left abdomen. She's wearing white pants and a white top, now covered in blood. She turns around and falls slowly forwards, her back/butt to me, the gunman keeps firing and several more shots hit her body. Her name was "Diane Keaton Smith."

I wake up slowly and I'm rather disturbed by this final dream.

Well this is what happened, none were "attempts" per se:

Intro:
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I had 3 LDs last night, assisted by galantamine and Alpha-GPC.

At 4am I took the supplements, along with a banana and a piece of rye bread for "dreaming fuel" (and to help get the 300mg alpha-gpc capsules down, those things are horse pills!)

I spent the next 4 hours or so in a brain-busting battle to fall back asleep.

The HI (only blobby shapes and colors) were bursting in front of my eyes like fireworks most the entire time -- if only I could get to sleep I knew those would be awesome dreams.

My only goal was to get to sleep unconsciously and DILD.

After about 4 hours (having been in bed for 8 hours) awake, both my hips were getting sore and distracting me (I'm a side sleeper), so I decided to try my back (I don't think I've fallen asleep on my back in years, but I was desperate not to have a wasted supplement night)

At one point I think I had a near-WILD. I thought I saw before me a small portion of a concrete floor (I interpreted this to be the floor of a garage), it became a bit clearer, but stayed as within a black frame, which did not extend to fill my vision. I thought about rubbing my hands but it didn't seem that I had any dream hands yet, this vision of the concrete patch of floor stayed about 10 seconds and then faded away. I tried to relax and let it form but it just didn't turn into a dream.

Later I found myself seated in a room and "felt" the dream feeling, I guess that was a start-of-dream DILD, I later flew through a stunningly beautiful dream landscape.

I "woke up from" (transitioned out of) that DILD and was lying in bed on my back in darkness. I was thinking lightly of the awesome scene that ended that DILD, then all of a sudden:

It felt like the foot of my bed was suddenly heaved 5 feet in the air, leaving the bed at a 45 or 60 degree angle with my head pointing down, and that I quickly shot out of my bed head-first on to a steep wide slide: head first (pointing down), on my back, going fast down this slide with no visuals. I was fully conscious and thought this was great fun and wondered when the dream was going to begin.

After maybe 10-15 seconds of this I wondered if this was the dream, or merely a transition and I had to work to make a dream begin. I thought about turning over to my stomach, then I imagined I was in a dark room at the end of the slide, and cut my way out, and began the dream (I lost lucidity or forgot the lucidity, and was non-lucid at the finish of that dream).

I found myself awake back in bed again on my back, and again in just a few seconds I experienced the SAME transition all over again: foot of bed raised up, I flew out headfirst on my back down the dark tunnel. I do not recall if I simply fell out of the tunnel into the dream or if I willed it, but I found myself in a courtyard and continued lucidly for a minute or so before waking and worked on recalling all 3 LDs and the non-lucid parts.

As best as I can figure the two tunnel experiences were both DEILDs. I have never experienced anything like that and greatly look forward to it happening again as it was a real hoot.

I'm wondering if the tunnel experience was a dream or just a transition (or "noise?"). It's conceivable they were FAs instead of DEILDs and it was all a single long dreaming sequence into and out of lucidity, but looking back it seems most like DEILDs.

edit: I remembered: during one of the trips down the slide I very carefully lifted my dream hand to my dream nose and did a nose pinch, both arm and nose felt fairly insubstantial, not solid like in "full dream" -- proof that the tunnel wasn't just "noise?"

Interested in any thoughts/comments about these experiences.

And I'm wondering if it's possible to experience all this craziness without galantamine+choline. Maybe it just takes being awake for 4 hours starting in the middle of the night?

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Dreams:

09:07

+ I appear in a room sitting at a desk in a chair, I suspect I'm dreaming, check the "dream feeling" for a few seconds, and decide yes, I'm dreaming. I rub my hands and look at them before standing up. I stand up and turn to the left, I feel sort of propelled forwards but I remember: slow down, engage, Sensei! I look around the room and notice a large, bright yellow stuffed pooh bear on the be to my left. I do not look as deeply as I want to my mind is not settling down. I remember Sensei, I go to the door ahead to my right and and look around the corner expecting to see him, nothing except some purple splotches briefly appear before my eyes. I call out "Cmon Sensei, buddy, let's get going!" Should I behind-the-back summon him? I decide to move on down the hallway which is out the door. I reach the next room to my right and enter it, the way is blocked by an office desk it looks like a very cluttered room, I turn to the right, walk around the desk and face the window and look out: I'm astounded at the bright vivid beauty out there: twig trees (no leaves) of brownish color, in a landscape extending into the distance. I decide to fly out and see it better. I fly out through the glass window effortlessly and am outside and I'm blown away: more real than waking, vivid, clear, beautiful landscape, maybe a city in the distance? I fly slowly through it for a few seconds before I "wake up".

+ I'm lying on my back in bed in the dark thinking about the beautiful scene I just lucidly visited, when suddenly the foot of my bed heaves up into the air and my bed is at a very sharp angle with my head pointing down, I eject/shoot out of bed onto some huge slide, I'm head-first on my back shooting down this slide and know this is a dream or a transition into one. It is a TRIP I'm whooping mentally (at least), HELL YEAH this is awesome. After about 10 seconds I wonder where the dream is, do I have to create it myself? I imagine myself in a dark box at the end of the slide and I should cut myself a hole with a light saber. I see a weak translucent thin beam waving around in front of me, I think about cutting a hole on my left side an enter into the dream and lose lucidity (or forget this part if I remained lucid). There are 4 main moments that I recall of this dream, it was fairly long with a number of diferent moments, I'm probably forgetting a lot:

I'm in an outdoor courtyard there's a large table there I see an old TV there I push/pull the on/off knob a few times.

I'm among a thick crowd of young people, mostly young women, we're standing at a door, it's a talent show, we can't go through the door because the show hasn't started, someone says there should be more guys here. I just want to get back to my table but I can't because people are blocking the door and I don't want to go through it prematurely. I'm getting anxious about getting through, I eventually decide to grab the door knob and go through the door, saying I just need to get back to my table. (Some announcer is announcing the show?)

I'm walking/flying through obscure outdoor structures, I hear a female contestant start to sing, her voice is TERRIBLE she can't carry a tune, she's singing for 20 seconds or more.
I see in the distance my wife scooting off to return to the table? I want to join her.

I'm approaching a large outdoor field flying up in the air, there are a bunch of people on t he field, I think "Ronald Reagan was insane."

+ I'm on my back in bed in the dark, and before I can think of much of anything, I experience the raised-bed-slide ejection AGAIN exactly as I did before. This is freaking awesome! 3rd lucid! This time the slide ride is short, and I'm deposited into an open area inside a building made of reddish brown bricks everywhere. (semi-lucid) I feel compelled to offer my services, so I say "I can do security work, or entertainment work." I see a man standing in front of a medieval-looking curved-pointy-top door
and I'm lucid again and I ask him, "Show me the door leading to the beautiful naked teen girl!" He just stands there looking at me. Another man appears, and I ask him "Show me the door with the beautiful naked teen girl, NO, GROUP of teen girls!" He asks me, "what age range do you want, 20-18?" I say yes that will do, I'm anticipating it and getting very excited and I wake up with an elevated heart rate.

+

Spoiler for NSFW, 18+:

I'm lying on my back thinking about the dreams, and my dream tongue seems active, oh! It seems I'm performing blind oral on a girl it feels like. I feel like I'm holding a leg in each hand, spreading her open. I try to use my tongue a bit more forcefully and it turns into my waking tongue licking the blankets.

I realize I don't remember much about the 2nd LD, and decide it was mostly non-lucid after exiting the slide/tunnel. I know I had 3 LDs and the first is not immediately on my mind I'm getting nervous that I forgot it but then it comes back to me, whew! I decide the 2 bed-ejection LDs were DEILDs (later decided they were FAs after some feedback from Sageous).

Trying to get back to sleep. Awake an hour? At some point it's 10:00?

10:00
+ I'm in a hardware store looking at a small device hung on a hook on the wall. It's a small batter-operated device and I want to place a battery I'm holding into it and watch it work. A store clerk walk up behind me and says something like "if you touch it you buy it" I wait for him to leave and continue my examination. I'm looking deeply into this device it is a battery of some sort, there is inside of it an odometer-like counter on value "75" or so. I reach for the reset button and the counter goes to zero, I flip a little activation switch and it starts working, I see the numbers on the meter start to increase again. I turn it over and there's a little toy train that starts moving forwards and backwards.

I look up and I see a young boy watching me pointing something at me (a camera? Looks like a pen?), I turn away from him because I didn't want to be observed, and realize I know him and look back at him, then a middle-aged woman is there and I recognize her she is his mother, she looks older, we start talking about something, I know her from the homeschooling park event. I say I didn't recognize them at first.

12:30 final waking, I had more dreams! Unaware and non-lucid though

+ I hear a group inside ribbing some girl, they say "You don't live in <my city>, you live in BORING-VILLE!" I arrive at a room they were waiting for me the tell that to a girl. I had been in the room earlier, I was outside picking something up (whiskey?) There was more here, forgot it.

+ young disadvantaged black boys were given hot dogs which they decorated with toothpicks and played pretend-airplane-dogfights with these toothpick-hotdog-airplanes. The man who gave them the hot dogs showed them a video about fighter plane dogfighting, he used to be a pilot. The boys were supposed to line up, raise their right hand ,and the man rhythmically placed the hot dogs into their hands (in buns) and shoot the hot dog forwards. I see several of the "planes" they're bristling with toothpicks. Two boys are playing fighter pilot, one says "turn right 3 degrees!" and makes "boy noise" machine gun sounds, I see a toothpick sticking forwards like a forwards gun.

The man went into the house and came out with a curious twirly pencil device. It was a pencil with with two broken match sticks placed half-way up broken 90-degrees and placed so that they were little rocket motors propelling the pencil around and around in a fast circle balanced on its eraser on the ground like a top. I thought this was awesome.

Then I'm standing at the back of a car with a few other guys and we're looking with great interest at the registration sticker on the back license plate in the upper-left-hand corner of the plate. We're looking at the numbers, and there's a transparent stick plastic film over the sticker and we (I?) peel this off and put it back on. I suspect this sticker is illegal. We're talking about the numbers. It's something like "243" with a small subscript 3 at the end.

I'm under the back of this car on the ground trying to reach for something. I feel a spot of wetness on my shorts on my leg like in a pool of water. I think of some explanation (my girlfriend dropped something and i was looking for it) to give in case the owner of the car comes back and finds me in this position.

NLD fragment, early: There was a band of Thai Buddhist monks in Bangkok called "Sacred Light." Contrary to what you'd expect, their music was surprisingly harsh and experimental. A musician from another band commented about one of the group, "His music has an edge of irrancidity." I woke up and for a few minutes I remained fully convinced that "irrancidity" was as much of a real word as "rancidity" (sort of like how you can legitimately say either "regardless" or "irregardless").

NLD: (I'll gloss over this since it was tedious and contains a lot of RL details. It was a basic anxiety dream: I was performing a task at my workplace and I was ill-prepared, everything was going wrong, and a senior colleague was observing the whole fiasco.)

Proto-lucid: After the anxiety dream I half-woke and was reminded of my speculations lately about the degree to which increased stress in waking life might actually be a condition actually favorable to lucidity. I slipped from these musings into a proto-lucid event—I don't want to call it a "lucid dream" per se because it felt too superficial and unformed. It started when I transitioned from my half-awake thoughts into walking past the house where I grew up. The back door was wide open, including the screen door, and this bothered me. Was the house abandoned? Or were the people who lived there now just careless? It was not a good idea to leave the door open like that because the nearby wetlands meant that the summer air was always thick with mosquitos and biting flies.

I stepped up to the threshold and called out, "Hello? Hello?" There was no response. The interior was decorated differently than I remembered, which I attributed to the fact that other people lived there now. I was reminded of the last episode of "The Leftovers" I watched Sunday night and figured that with the door wide open like that, even a large animal like a deer could wander inside. I decided not to go in—it didn't feel like "my" home anymore and I would be intruding on someone else's space, even if they weren't present. However, the wide open door still annoyed me, so I closed the inner screen door. Then I mostly closed the outer door as well. If the inhabitants came by and found their door unexpectedly closed it might startle them, but they should know better than to leave it open in the first place.

I continued walking around the side of the house and headed down toward the chicken house and barn. I was impatient to cover the distance so I started running, and I was reminded how good running felt when I was living here in my teens. Sometimes I would just run across the grass with sheer exhilaration and excess of energy. It's been a long time since I've felt like that—especially when running! When I got to the space between the two buildings I peeked into the chicken house, but it was empty so I went into the barn instead. I had noticed some people in the pasture so I crept quietly through the barn to the lower area where it connected with the pasture and peeked around the wall. Yes, there were definitely a couple people in the pasture, about a hundred yards away. I was pleased that the dream was finally starting to take some initiative and manifest something other than the basic environment. However, I didn't want those people to see me, since I still felt like an intruder now that they owned the place, so I remained hidden.

I went back inside the lower level of the barn and headed for the stairs that led upstairs. Meanwhile I reflected on how muddy and vague the environment still was, despite the fact that the dream had been otherwise stable so far. My senses were crap. I had experienced this in plenty of WILDs—which in hindsight this might have almost been, though since it had started in a non-standard location (my WILDS typically involve me "getting up" out of bed) I simply might not have recognized it as such. But at that time I still didn't want to give it credit for being a real dream at all, because I felt that it didn't quite measure up. Maybe I'm getting too critical; on reflection it looks more like a real dream than it felt at the time. But that's probably just a trick of print: the dreamstate was not really rising to the occasion, and I felt too much like I was "working the controls," as it were.

Anyway, I was contemplating the muddy, vague environment, which I felt was being shaped almost more through my conscious memory of the place than through the independent activity of the dream. Last night I had been reading a thread on DV about ADA, which included claims that greater awareness in waking life can also sharpen one's dream senses, and I couldn't help but acknowledge that my ordinary level of perceptiveness in waking life is probably much lower than most people's—because in effect I've spent most of my life practicing how to filter things out, not let them in. That said, my dream senses are usually reasonably sharp (with the exception of taste and smell) and my recall can be quite good, but I thought that perhaps the muddiness of the environment this time had been conditioned by that chain of thought.

I headed up the stairs to the upper level of the barn. I wandered around a bit more but don't recall encountering or thinking anything else of note before I woke up.

On waking, I realized that the circumstances were now all in order for a proper WILD attempt, but although I went through the ritual in a way that felt like it should have been successful, in the end I just fell into a period of regular sleep without even an NLD to show for it. This has actually happened several times over the last couple weeks, which is irritating given my satisfying successes earlier this month.

Dream 1 - 8:50AM

I'm sitting down outside a house. I see my cat Charlie with 2 others. 1 is a cat the size of Izzy and the other is fully grown. One of the cats has an extra long tongue and is cleaning one of the cats. I begin to think about the move to this new house and how my other cat Izzy will cope. Charlie comes over and greets me. I see that there's a couple planks that's being used for a walk way, which leads to around the back of the house. It's high off the ground.

Shit gets a bit trippy here. I'm inside a house and I'm seeing in 3rd person, and notice that I'm a female. The house is dark and has minimal lighting. I begin talking to another girl. I realize what's going on in this scene but myself in the dream doesn't. The other female is showing me pictures of who my family are but she isn't explaining why she's showing me these. I have a feeling she is trying to let myself figure it out. I start to think about the series called ''Revenge'' and feel that this situation is similar to the main actress of the show. I start to feel strong emotion and everything is pretty full on. I place my hand on either my body or the females body, which melts away any skin I touch. I think I hug her and the same thing happens.

I have a false awakening. I'm in the same house I was in but in the bed. I'm trying to get to sleep but getting frustrated that I can't seem to sleep. I can see text on the wall that I can control. I change the settings to see if it can help me sleep. It seems to work and I start feeling drowsy and fall back asleep. I performed MILD this morning and had trouble getting to sleep, and was becoming frustrated. This seemed to follow over to my dream

Dream 2

I'm watching a Australian Football Rules game. A controversial decision happens with the score review system. I see a replay of the footage in question. One of the teams is Adelaide. The Adelaide player isn't happy with the decision. Both teams agree to protest against the decision and boycott the game.

I walk over to where Dad's PC is and notice a large white leather coach is in front of it.

I begin to watch the game again and notice that one of players is just dancing around with the ball. I think I see water get thrown over his head. The commentators for the game say that they should cut the broadcast due to the teams now playing the game as it should.

Dream Fragment

I'm willing my self to fly down a street. It felt amazing, I could feel the air rush over me. I felt aware during this, but the lucidity didn't kick in

Side Notes

I performed MILD during the early morning, but struggled to sleep.

I'm a bit disappointed in myself for managing my time so poorly lately.
Somehow I have picked up a really bad habit of procrastinating.
And because of this I end up spending much less time on LD activities than I intend to.
I'm seriously considering to block reddit/youtube like sites for a few days a week...



I find myself on a beach. It is quite late, the sun is going down.
I should probably walk back to the hotel before it gets too dark...
Unfortunately I don't recognize any of the buildings alongside the beach.
Am I lost? How does that even happen?

Realizing that the situation is somewhat out of the ordinary I try to increase my awareness.
However, my thoughts feel scrambled. I am unable to come to a conclusion.
Now what? Am I dreaming or not? This does feel pretty real...
I decide to fall back on a more robust technique, the nose plug RC.

I can breathe normally through my plugged nose. This is a dream.
Wait really? I look at my hands and they seem perfectly normal.
I walk over to the first person I find, which is an elderly man, whom I assume is walking back to his hotel.

"Excuse me."
"Yes?"
"Am I dreaming?"

The man seems rather confused by my question.
In retrospect, that was probably not the most intelligent thing to do.
I decide that the answer to my question should be behind myself.
I turn back towards the ocean.

This is no longer the beach I was on previously on. This is my beach!
I must have changed scenes during the short moment when I was turning.
Sweet!

I try to remember my dream goals, and for once I actually manage to remember them!
My only dream goal at the moment is to "calm the fuck down".

(Lately I often forget to properly stabilize my dreams when I become lucid.
And then to make up for it, I rush through the dreams out of fear that they might end prematurely,
which is of course the worst possible thing to do.)

I slowly walk towards the ocean, taking all the time in the world.
The sound of the water is very relaxing, and I love the contrast between the warm sand and the refreshingly cold ocean breeze.
Eventually I take a few steps into the ocean, getting my feet wet. The water is very cold.

As I look at the stars, I feel a familiar presence.
It's Yuya! This is going to be a great night.

Ever since I found this picture and felt that it reminded me of her,
she's been playing around with hair colors a lot.
Today it's mostly orange and blue.
She can change it simply by shaking her head.
She's smiling at me the way she always does.

"Come out and play?"

At first I find it a little amusing that she phrases her question this way.
But then it reminds me of when I was very young, and I'd go knocking on the neighbours door to ask them to come out and play in the street.
Back then there was nothing to worry about, no important decisions to make.
I'd ask my friends to come out with the sole goal of having a good time.
Perhaps what I initially found a little odd, was after all the perfect way to phrase it.

This starts off a series of DEILDs.
I've written down the fragments I remember.
Unfortunately I don't remember them very well.
The last few moments before I woke up are quite clear, but everything before that is a bit of a blur.

Fragment 1:
I help Yuya prepare dinner at her place.
I'm not of much help though, given that I don't know any of the herbs and spices she has, nor the meat that she wants to prepare.
She is very patient with me, and explains how to prepare everything,
even though she knows that I probably won't remember any of it.
It takes us a good hour to prepare everything.
Liv joins us for dinner. (And there was someone else as well I think.)
Everything tastes absolutely wonderfully.
Later, I help Yuya to do the dishes.
She knows that my dream time is limited, and I can feel that it makes her really happy that I spend it with her,
even if it means doing something as mundane as doing the dishes.

Fragment 2:
In my scribble DJ I wrote "Dance" "Leaf in the wind" and "Happy".
I don't remember anything about this fragment though, and I don't recall taking these notes.

Fragment 3:
We're at a Café, sitting outside, enjoying the good weather and some amazing drinks.

Crow joins us. He felt my presence so he came by to say hi.
Since there's drinks and Yuya and Liv are here, he obviously decides to stay.
He ends up ordering something that isn't on the menu.

They bring us a plate with very small pipettes on it, all containing a small amount of a yellow liquid.
It's quite fun really, you use the pipette to place a single drop of the liquid onto your tongue.
It immediately gives you that cold chill / frisson feeling all over your body.
It also tastes rather sour. Perhaps a little like lemon juice.

Fragment 4:

Crow, Yuya and I are on some sort of airship.
It looks more like an old sail ship though, nothing like an actual airship.
Does fly rather well though, even though I'm sure this violates a few laws of physics.
According to Crow, there are very few of these, and it is very difficult to get a ride on one.
It is quite late and we all sit on the front deck watching the sun go down.
Yuya leans against me because she is really tired.

Crow is telling a very captivating story about love and betrayal.
It is quite an emotional story.
Usually his stories are about himself, and he exaggerates... a lot, I'm pretty sure he even makes stuff up on occasion.
His stories are quite amazing though, I'll give him that. Plus, he's a fantastic story teller.
I don't mind that he does this, we all know that it's for entertainment.
But this time around he claims that it is a fictional story about another person.
And then there's the way he narrates it. It is quite different. More serious, and seemingly less exaggerated.
I'm convinced that this time, he's actually telling a genuine story from his past.
The story eventually comes to an end. (It was a little sad, but I recall that there was a silver lining)

"Say, aren't you supposed to wake up or something? You've been staying for an awfully long time."
"Oh Crow... you're not supposed to remind dreamers about that."
"Why not?"
"Waking up is not something you want to think about."
"Why?"
"It could make you wake up."
"It can?"
"Unfortunately, yeah."
"That is rather inconvenient."
"It is."
"Seriously though, isn't it bad for you to spend entire days asleep so that you can be here?"
"Haha, I appreciate your concern Crow, I really do, but fortunately it doesn't work quite like that."
"I assure you, on the other side I've been asleep for a few hours at most."
"Huh, that is quite fascinating. It is good to know that I don't have to worry then."
"I'll make sure not to mention anything about waking up in the future."
"Thanks mate. I appreciate it."
"Sure... mate."

(There was a joke earlier in the dream about saying "mate", but I cannot quite recall what it was.)

"Anyways, I'm afraid I have to get going. I'm running late."
"Take care."
"So long."

Crow charges forwards and disappears in a cloud of colorful particles.
I think that's the first time I've seen him do that.
The dream is slowly becoming unstable.
I can no longer see beyond the airship.
The airship itself has also become somewhat blurry and desaturated.

Only Yuya I can still see clearly.
She seems to have fallen asleep, resting her head on my shoulder.
I can feel her chest expand against me as she breathes.
Even if it is just for a short moment, perhaps for just a fraction of a second,
it makes me really believe that she is out there somewhere, and not a construct of my own mind.
Sometimes I wish I could entertain this thought for longer, because I find it quite beautiful...

I started questioning the dream in a fairly dull IRL-based scene, and then questioned why I was questioning it - but I did eventually become lucid. Once becoming lucid, however, I as Jaime immediately started looking for Cersei.

(Side note: this was an interesting level of lucidity. Fully lucid in most respects - lucid about the fact that I was dreaming, lucid about my ability to control the dream, no desire to stick to the previous dream storyline - but I wasn't lucid about my own identity. On top of that, I only started playing Jaime's role when I became lucid - up until that point I'd been my IRL self. It's standard for me to play the role of other people when I'm non-lucid, but I'd thought that conflicted with lucidity - apparently not.)

I was still in a room that was meant to represent my IRL home, but it had no doors, which I understood signified a resistance against me taking control and changing the scene. I had the feeling I had to get out in a hurry if I wanted to maintain lucidity. So I turned around in a full circle in order to create a door that would be there when I turned around again. It was a wooden door, rounded at the top, and when I opened it I saw a scene that was meant to represent my IRL neighborhood.

I closed the door, called out to Cersei, and opened it again, understanding that this will have changed the location it links to. Now on the other side of the door there's a dark stone enclosed walkway with large windows overlooking a castle courtyard. Better, but this isn't the place I was looking for. I have a mental image of a glittering gold-and-white castle that I want to get to, where I expect Cersei to be. I try again - I close the door, call to Cersei, and open it again. The scene on the other side of the door hasn't changed this time - it's still the dark stone walkway. I decide that this means Cersei must be in this scene somewhere, so I walk through the door.

Recall gets increasingly shaky after this. After walking through the castle a bit I found Cersei in the courtyard, and after a short conversation she took me to a rowboat that we'd both have to row - she gave me some explanation involving the word 'knowledge,' and I made an (apparently less than successful) effort to remember her phrasing so I'd recall it after I woke up, it seemed symbolically important. The boat carried us briefly along a waterway running through the castle, and I think I began losing lucidity at this point. There's a memory gap, and very little recall after that - before I woke up I'd wound up back in an IRL-based scene, and I'm unsure how much lucidity I had by then.

22:30 1 scoop UYM protein powder with cup of milk
22:57 pre-bedtime: day memory review, set intention for recall and lucidity
23:17 bedtime
00:00 Tuesday 2014-08-26

05:19 epic multi-waking(?) long continuous dream of previous adult home, 2 lucid dreams within the mostly non-lucid content

I'm outside my old adult home watering a patch of grass. I look down to see what sort of grass is there because I want to change the grass of my current-day home lawn because it's too thin. I look down and chuckle: it's not just one kind of grass, but several different types all closely blended together: there's a patch of light-green thick-bladed grass, and next to it are other patches of 2-3 different kinds of grasses of varying shades of green and blade thickness. I stand on the big front sloping lawn and continue to water it a while.

I move to the left side of the front lawn facing the house where there is a strip of succulents my wife planted, and see them and tell her "your succulents are doing great, they really enjoy the heat" and I see some other plants that are not doing so well in the heat, they look sort of wilted.

We suddenly hear a sound, voices, coming from the open living room windows, it sounds like my wife's voice and kids voices? Is someone in there, or is it a recording playing? We run inside and there's a party going on, my son S2 is very young and sitting on a couch, it's (his birthday party?) there are friends there. My wife asks me what moment that was and I tell her "don't you remember? That was S2's birthday party".

I'm standing at the front door, heading outside, I look into the empty living room and see the beautiful wood floors, I want to always remember this place, and wonder if the memory of that room would fade in time. I look again and the floors are now dark brown, seemingly covered in the same granite tiles as the small entryway is. That's not right, I think, it wasn't that way before (WTF #1).

I'm lying on the couch (my head to the left facing the big window), busty milf IJ is near my feet, crawling on the ground on all 4s moving up towards my head, I see a mirror on the entertainment center is reflecting some part of her but it doesn't match her position. At some point in there I get lucid and

Spoiler for NSFW, explicit, 18+:

take my pants down, I think should I focus on her breasts or her face? Choose a BJ scenario, she reaches my (ahem) and begins, we go for a few seconds before

the dream ends / transitions.

+ back in the same house, it's night-time I'm walking around closing up for the night. I'm there alone. I go out the kitchen door to the garage, the garage is empty and dark, I look to the right of the door and the washing machine/dryer are gone, how will I wash clothes? I think that the light from inside the house will be visible from the street shining out underneath the bottom of the garage door, I close the door and slide the dead-bolt.
Moving into the dining area I notice something strange: the high window (false memory) has been removed and there are only some thin transparent sections that I slide around and move left/right, I see the screen has been cut (WTF #2)! Someone in our absence has removed this window to gain access to the house! I think of turning on the house alarm and hope that the motion sensors will catch them if they try to come in. I'm going to have to spend time replacing these windows calling a window place, how long will that take?

I hear the jingling sound of my old dog's collar when he moves but I don't see him.

All of a sudden I notice it is bright daylight outside (WTF #3), I'm really confused by this, wasn't it just 3am? How could this be? I look out the window and see bright blue daytime sky, I go outside and look at the sky and look for an artificial light source or some reason for this, (I see a faint 'morning moon' in the sky?).

I'm indoors it's (time for bed?) I'm on my laptop and all sorts of videos start playing, my wife is nearby, they're not necessarily NSFW but I panic at their appearance, and start quickly pounding on the ESC key, trying to hit alt-F4, the videos keep popping up, I finally press and hold firmly the power button and the laptop eventually turns off.

I'm standing in the family room it's dark, I'm looking out the glass door and see a reflection of something moving on the futon to my right, I get scared/startled (WTF #4), I turn and look at the real futon and see a pile of clothes there but nothing's moving. I look back into the glass door and notice (movement again?) from the futon, I go there and see some chip bags, one is open, it's cheetos, I look inside and a fly flies out of the bag, there are cheetos (and pieces of paper?) in there.

I see my wife lying on the futon, her head towards the kitchen, she has a mischevious expression on her face and she says slowly/seductively "I saw over your shoulder, I know...what...you..were... doing...on...your... laptop!" this is very out of character for her and I recognize this is a dream. I'm not nervous at all about being "discovered" since this is clearly a dream.

Spoiler for NSFW, explicit, 18+:

She continues to make gestures towards her "ahem" and she's making fun of me, an "erection" starts growing there under her pants, sort of cylinder-shaped with a depression in the middle, and she's playing with it with her hand. I direct her over to the stuffed chair on the other side of the room, put her kneeling on the ground with her hands on the chair facing it, and pull down her pants, I see her butt, "Be 20 years old!" I command, and she transforms to be slim and hot, I think about how beautiful she was in her 20s. I take down my pants (it takes a little while to do this), and she's then lying on the ground on her stomach and move to her face and initiate a BJ for a few seconds before

I wake up.

Heading back to sleep, I'm awake, didn't make it back into the dream, so I decided to get up and get a snack: piece of wheat bread with a small slice of cheese, a medium banana, and a cup of milk with another scoop of UYM protein powder, I always wanted to try it in a WBTB scenario, I have at least 3-hours of bedtime left so I decide I have time for more dreaming and want more lucids. After snack head back to bed and it takes a while but I eventually sleep. Did SSILD and relaxation and MILD.

+ I'm heading to McD's, I see my friend MR drive off from the drive-through. I'm heading towards the front door, step up on to the curb from the parking lot, a young black guy is standing there and he kicks my shin a few times, rapidly. I'm annoyed by this and stop and look at him and say, "Really!?" 2 more young black guys appear and I don't want to be bothered by them and head inside, but I turn back and say, "How old are you anyway, 13? You should be working in your community to make it a better place," at this I see some black girls who were sitting down stand up and prepare to leave, but one of the young guys says "give me your wallet!" and grabs for it in my waist bag. I'm holding my bag and struggling with them and trying to look to see if they got my wallet or my passport.

+ I'm standing in a house looking out a window at neighboring houses. The houses are built on a hill all right next to each other, wall-to-wall with no gaps. The entrances to the houses are up the hill, the body of the houses down the hill, so I'm looking up the hill into the windows of neighboring houses. I think I've been up there and remember the view looking down to the patio outside the window where I'm standing (false memory). I then see some girls in bikinis going out the front door of the other house and try to get a good peek. Then people are going out of and entering the front door of my house. A topless young person with longish hair and dark nipples comes in, is it a girl? It turns out to be a guy, yuck. Another blonde young surfer dude comes in following the other guy and gives me a "what are you looking at?" look, I feel a bit embarassed. I walk by a woman in close quarters and say "excuse me" to get by, she says "We've claimed the landing!" (?), I realize this house and the neighboring houses share a common elevated front door area and a common living room area. The walls are right next to each other with no space in between (so you can hear the neighbor noise?)

+ I'm playing cards with two other people. I check out my hand, I see a bunch of Aces and 2's, I think I've got a good hand, the player across from me plays the two of clubs, I wonder if I can play a trump to start getting rid of my cards, I'm arranging my cards in my hand, my cards suddenly fly out on to the table, I'm concerned about the other players seeing my hand, I gather them up, my hand seems MUCH thicker than it was before, I say "hey you guys added cards to my hand!!"

+ I'm playing a side-scoller video game, the game view fills my vision, I have some trouble controlling the character, I move him around, try to avoid a monster, have him fly/move up and to the left, there's a treasure on the ground I try to remember how to pick things up, maybe if you just move over it, there's a door to the right and I know inside the door is a chest with a book that raises your magical ability, I plan to go in there and get it.

(Some time awake, back to sleep)

+ I'm on stage at a sad memorial, I start to make a speech, I move towards the podium and a big black woman to my side knees the back of my knee to make me move a bit forwards and kneel down, I speak in a slow, tearful, sad voice and say "I realize that there are things you can change.....and things you can't change...." and I realize I may never see this big black woman and her famliy again and this makes me sad, I see a plane/helicopter, and say "... and I realize that it's hard to track a plane via radar from a helicopter"...I'm DO viewing the helicopter/plane chase, a missile is fired at the plane, the pilot ejects before being hit but he needs to wait before deploying his chute or the missile may target him instead.

+ I'm in a strength competition doing pull-ups. They think I won't do many, I'll show them. I need to decide on my grip: palms facing away or towards me? Towards is easier, will they comment on it? I choose facing me. It's hard to get the first pullup but I make it, the pull-up bar is too close to the doorjamb top and I hit my head slightly at the top of the pullup. I do more and more, counting higher and higher, then it gets easier. At one point I start falling from my position on the bar, I was using white athletic socks for grip under my hands, but they're torn now and streching and I'm holding on to the socks and falling from the bar, I reach up and get a new grip and keep going and counting. A young man with a young woman come and the young man starts competing. I'm then inside a gym's weight room (the pullups were done on the door entering into this room) and I'm doing pushups on a bar, continuing to count, up to around 30, the bar mechanism falls apart, and two women comment on my progress. A body-buidler shows up and asks is it OK for him to strap himself into position, and I say that's OK with me as long as it's OK with him that I take a break to repair my equipment since it fell apart.

I'm then going pushups immediately to his left, and I see a magazine/comic book on the ground. The dream transitions to seeing faces like the cover of the comic book, in expressions of shock, and one "wipes" his face it's very wet. At the end I see some image of a celebrity walking with a small dog like a dachshund.