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Now that I am 20 I think it's time to try lucid dreaming again, last time I tried I must've been 16 years old..
I only successfully accomplished a LD once, If I remember correctly I wasn't really trying to do it, it just came about itself.
I was in what seemed like an Indian bazaar I think I may have been able to fly, or at least levitate a small amount. Suddenly I realized that I was in a dream and as I walked towards the bathroom my lucidity started slipping away from me. At this time I didn't know of any techniques to help me regain control of my dream..

Even though that was several years ago I still remember vividly!

Tonight is going to be the first time I attempt to have another lucid dream in several years. I know I've done it at least once in the past so I'm sure I can do it again especially since I will be consciously trying this time.

I have been reminding myself that I am not dreaming throughout the day, testing myself by looking at clocks, looking at my hands and my arms, and making sure that I can't push the tips of my fingers through the palm of my hand.

I have always found it easy to reenter a dream after suddenly waking up And usually I can continue where I left off.

Keeping my fingers crossed for tonight as it is already 12:30 in the morning!

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[Last night was the first time in a while that I've slept straight through the night and gotten up as soon as I woke up. I woke up without an alarm, too, which was nice.]

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[I have no idea what times I slept because I was changing time zones, and I didn't sleep very soundly on the flight either.]

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[I'm going abroad soon, so updates may be spottier than usual for a couple of months.]

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Using this topic to write a few of my dreams down from the last 2 months.

11/2/12- Gay friend
I am at a friend's wedding and the best man comes up to me. I know this guy to be very wealthy, and I have known him for a long time. We talk for a bit, then he tries kissing me. I push away, telling him I am not gay. I hear news that he is dead days later.

11/2/12- Godfather fighting arena
Don't quite remember. Only thing that comes to mind is a big dirt track, in which me and someone else are fighting with guns. Appears to be right outside a huge mansion. Third person dream.
Vague dream involving a me and a stranger fighting each other with guns while driving on a big dirt track. I recall seeing a giant mansion overlooking the track. It was a third person dream that felt more like a crazy movie than an actual dream experience.

11/3/12- Caught my dad cheating on his wife :/
I go to visit my dad at his place of employment (His dream location, he does not work there IRL). It appears to be an office job, seeing as there were cubicles everywhere. I looked everywhere for my dad but couldn't find him. I heard a noise coming from outside a window and saw a rather unpleasant sight. My dad was in the process of having an affair with some woman from his work outside. She was propped against a car and dad was taking her from behind. I quickly looked away and sat down crying because I never would have expected my dad to do such an awful thing to my mom.

11/3/12- Parents divorce
My mom finds out about what my dad has done and they end up splitting. I try to keep them together by telling them they should try to work through, but it was all for nothing. My mom ends up getting custody of me and my brother, and my dad is basically left with nothing. He leaves the home a broken man and me and my brother were left feeling awful for what had happened.

11/10/12- Famous dude in town
Someone famous was in town. I lived in a really small town, no more than 200 people, and this celebrity is visiting because he was born there. I remember going outside of my mobile home and seeing the celebrity down the road. I'm like "cool, it is just another guy." I then went back inside and the dream got creepy. I picked up my pillow from my bed and it was stuffed with bees and ants. I of course drop it and run like a little girl. As I leave the house Slender comes up to my face and I wake up.

11/10/12- "Fun" at the arcade --Dream edit. WTF is that supposed to mean?!

11/13/12- Secret room in the mansion
I was exploring a mansion when I found a secret room behind a huge painting. The room was not very big, only about 15x15 feet. It seemed cozy enough though with a stove a table, and a robot. I also saw this beautiful chandelier above the table. Oh yeah, did I mention the robot? He started telling me a story about how he was created. The man who made him hid him away in this secret room to keep him from the evil designers of the castle. It was only meant to be temporary, but sadly the creater of the robot slipped and died on wet concrete outside the castle. He was paved over and his dead body is still mixed deep into the walkway outside the castle to this day. The robot took the liberty of showing me where the man had fallen. I could see no record of him being in there, but the thought alone was sad.

11/14/12- I was talking to Randy D. about AWANA. I was on this hill at a camp I went to a few times, and then out of nowhere I hear a sound. Coming from over the hill came a bunch of Indians, some with guns, some with blowdarts. One yelled through a bullhorn that the end is near. I run for the camp at full speed, trying to hide. I tell everyone else to run, but I just try to find a hiding spot.

11/16/12- Failed non lucid sex in 2 different dreams.

11/17/12- Assumptions
I was hanging around a 12 year old girl playing games but people around me start assuming I am doing bad things to her. I try to defend myself, but nobody seems to want to listen to me.

11/17/12- Mocking
My brother laughs at my failures while I play a video game. It appeared to be a racing game, but I got myself into quite the car crash. I was unable to recover.

11/17/12- Calvin and Hobbes cancelled??
I know this cartoon strip is long gone, but this was the center of the dream. I hear news on tv that the famous cartoon strip got cancelled by the author, and I take the news badly. The guy who made it happened to live on my street, so I talked to him about how his comic has touched so many people and a lot of people love his work. I convince him not to stop making it, and he makes a television broadcast explaining that someone on his street showed him just how much people love his work, and that he was just so touched. He said that he swears he will never make the comic again, no matter who wants him to.

4 years later and I am not 100% certain this is the same dream. The world is in a mass panic: Fires, chaos, people turned evil, anarchy. One of the worst of the worst people was crucifying people in a mall parking lot. I know the guy as a Christian from a few years back in the dream. I end up getting caught and put on the cross. I start reasoning with the guy and eventually he allows me to leave. His friends tried to stone me but he stopped them just in time. He distracts them as I make my way out of there. I see some more of his followers and they start acting like I'm their friend. They decide to try to help me, but I am cautious. The dream continued on to a fight with some monsters in a huge castle but I have forgotten the details of that part unfortunately.

11/25/12- Keno
Parents were playing a 4-player variant of keno, I volunteered to play, but they said it wouldn't work with only 3 people.

11/27/12- Choices for homes
My parents make me a deal. I can get either of two homes. They both cost $350/month, and they would belong 100% to me. I just have to decide which house I like better. I was faced with a 2 story fixer upper, or a really nice, small mobile home. I have to literally crawl at some points to get around on the inside of the houses, because for some reason I had a problem with movement and the hallways were narrow. I was considering the small mobile home when my mom yelled at me to choose the larger one. I ended up with the larger home.

11/27/12- Leadership role at church
I am only 17 years old, but I distinctly remember being in a nonexistent part of our church that was located next to where the bathrooms are now. I was leading a high school group, but I never did any work. There were 2-3 other adult helpers, and I just got them to do the work. I then walked out of the room, and saw a teen boy and girl run into a room together and lock the door. Knowing myself, you can probably guess what they were up to. I then went down the hall, and saw many rooms, and people in each one. They looked like sex rooms, like a girl in each one that would do you sexual favors for free. They were there by choice, not by being forced.

12/5/12- Went to camp!
I have had a few of these kinds of dreams. Just out of nowhere, on the day camp starts we decide to go, unprepared, hoping for the best. Apparently I almost missed going to the beach because I had to study for something.

12/7/12- Powers, grandpa dies
I do not remember a whole lot from this dream, but it has impacted me a lot.
I visit my grandparents every Tuesday, and sometimes it just gets boring and irritating, and I suppose I just got kind of sick of it.
In the dream, I was kind of grumpy, and not having that great of a time at my grandparents house, then we just kind of left without really saying goodbye. Next thing I knew my grandfather had died. It really hit me hard, since I left him on bad spirits. The last time I had seen him, and it was like I didn't even care. I didn't want to believe that he could just pass away whenever. Later in the dream I was talking to people about powers and stuff that I had. I remember seeing someone levitate above the ground, and I said I have been able to do that all my life. I breathed in, and I jumped in the air. I soared forward until I ran out of breath. I then fell to the floor. The guy talks to me and tells me that it is all a matter of holding your breath. It has nothing to do with control, powers, etc. Just hold your breath, and jump. It was cool to finally hear an explanation on my flying abilities in my dreams.

12/11/12- Went picking Jalapeno-cherries, got in the way of someone, then started picking broccoli.
12/11/12- Visited the newspaper place I used to work at, someone was parked in back stuffing their van with thick papers.

12/14/12- Secret B&B mansion
This is a dream that spread over a few days, perhaps even weeks. I am assuming I just had a few dreams about it in the same night.
I remember hearing about a mansion with many secrets tucked away inside. I heard someone was plotting something vile and my family just had to know what they were up to.
I went with my parents as they spent time with the owners of this establishment, meanwhile I was getting into some trouble. I remember getting a tour of the place, but most of the time in the beginning was spent in one room. There was a very fancy dining room table in the middle of the room my parents and the owner of the mansion had dinner over. I sat in a corner and played a gambling game involving cards and a magician's hat. I listened in on their conversations and everything sounded right, but there was just something wrong. I looked over my shoulder and saw a door in the next room over open, and there was like a toybox with stuff coming out of it. I stood up, walked over to the door, and was just about to look in, when someone stops me from behind. He tells me I must be 'one of them' to use their stuff. I do not quite understand. The next meeting time comes, and we come to the same room. They flip the table over and it turns into this big royal pool table. It looks really neat, and the four of us start playing, but for some reason they kick me out and I go back to my gambling game. I end up making a few bucks, but my parents leave without me noticing. I look outside the door and see a dresser in front of that curious room. A man comes up behind me and says that I must be part of 'the brotherhood' in order to have a room here. I ask what that entitles. He tells me that the brotherhood is basically a family that helps each other, cares for one another, and does not want to see another harmed. They do their daily chores, but in return get freedom and friendship. I for some reason want to move out of my current house, and see this place as a really cool thing. I ask to join the brotherhood and they give me a room. I see into the room next to mine and inside is a teenage boy with a computer and a bed. He just kind of welcomes me to the brotherhood without leaving his bed. I go to my room practically leaping for joy as I can now have my freedoms.

I can do whatever I want on the computer whenever I want, I can go whenever I please. I have near to no responsibilities. Time-skip a few hours. I am now downstairs. This is a large room, probably about a 30 foot roof. There is a really nice marble counter with dimmed lights. The kitchen is inaccessible to the normal person living there, but the maids and workers and butlers can access freely. I see 3 people standing around, and someone calls out that it is bedtime. One of the girls gives the maid who was in the kitchen a hug and starts bawling because she has to sleep. It isn't that she doesn't want to sleep, it is just that she does not want to be alone. I feel much sorrow as I see this girl crying, just at the thought of not seeing her friends for a few hours. This scene starting from when the time-skip happened replays, and I end up going to bed. The next morning is here, and I am already outside on the porch, with all the other residents beside me. I decide that this is not the place for me, this place is designed to house: the Lonely, the homeless, the orphaned, the broken. I had a home, both parents, and everything else I could need. These people had nothing. I didn't have the right to live there. I saw many teens standing around. They say we can take a walk, play in the yard, etc. We were free to do whatever we wanted. They had just one rule at this point though. Let the ladies go out first. If a lady leaves, then we must wait 5 minutes before we can leave. So a few women leave, then it goes for 3-4 minutes with nobody leaving the building. Just as it is about to hit 5 minutes, another girl walks out. I start talking amongst the guys about how this one girl Cheyenne looks cute. I stare at her from across the huge yard. I start thinking about her, then the dream soon ends.

12/16/12- Celebs are in town!
This all took place in what felt like an abandoned mobile home park. I remembered spending time with some celebrities, which if I remember right were Demi Lovato, Selena Gomez, and Miley Cyrus. I felt as if it was just last week I had so much fun with these three, just hanging out, being friends. They promise they'd return one day and they finally do. I see them and we meet up and sneak into this abandoned mobile home. Inside is the motherload. Alcohol and drugs of many kinds. It was a loser's paradise. The place just looked like a wreck. There was nobody else inside, so we just kinda enjoyed our stay. We all did drugs and drunk a bit but I was not really too much in favor of it. The dream ended up with sexy time with one of the celebrities.

12/21/12- Bible study strangeness
I do not remember much. I just remember this huge lion thing. It seemed like it was a dude in a costume or something, and it licks the back of my neck. Our group has dinner, and then this thing transforms into this huge worm, eats the leader of the study, then shows himself to be a demon king.

12/22/12- Lucid- "Hey DC How do you know me?"
I realized I was dreaming at the beginning of the dream. I asked myself what I should do and the first thing to come to mind is ask all the people around me how they met me, or how I knew them. I was in a restaurant and saw some people I recognized, but many I didn't know. I came up to Mario and asked him about our first meeting each other and he said it was a Christmas service at our church. I talked with another older couple and they said they didn't know me. I talked with another person who went in depth on how they knew me. Successful experiment.

12/22/12- Lucid- Sneaking into my neighbor's house...
Okay, I was a little pervy on this one. I was at my house and had the bright idea to meet up with my neighbor across the way. I sneak across the street and behind her house. I go into the window and in her room. She is barely dressed. I start talking to her and she doesn't seem to find this strange. The house seems kind of nice and they seemed pretty well-off. I give her a hug just because it was nice to see her, and she kinda gives me a strange look. I wonder what is wrong and she tells me she probably would have given me a hug willingly had I asked. So I then asked and she gave me another hug. I thought I heard one of her parents coming closer and I panicked causing the dream to end.

12/26/12- I'm sharing the details of a movie I recently watched with some children from AWANA

12/26/12-At a restaurant with family. Someone comes up and starts complaining about their incorrect Figis order. (My parents used to work at Figis)

12/28/12- Thrift store
Me and my family walk up to a thrift store. I forget why we came, but I ended up talking to the guy who owned the place for a while. There was some cool stuff there. He had his kid with him. After a while, my family started to help move stuff out as people bought items. We basically did volunteer work for the guy so the customers wouldn't have to carry their heavy items. After a few hours, I walked outside with my brother and then a woman asked me for money. She spoke as if I promised her money but I didn't have any myself. I walk past her, and end up going into a big wal-mart that had a fun-zone. After a long walk into the arcade room I saw about 3 kids inside, and a bunch of games. Kris started playing a game, as I just watched.

12/29/12- Deathmatch game
This whole dream takes place in a big building. It felt kind of like a warehouse. There was two floors, but the second didn't have a full roof, it was more of a platform. The building had bathrooms, and shelves that lined the walls. As I walked into the bathroom, someone stops me and notices me from making Epic Rap Battle videos. I say it is nice that he knows who I am, but to not tell everybody, and I go about my business. I tell my brother about this, and we agree that we have probably made more Epic Rap Battle fan videos than the original guys. The rest of the dream is all about a game of deathmatch with non-deadly weapons. Think laser tag or nerf fights. There was about 8-12 of us running around with various weapons: Rifle, pistol, knife, saber, swords, sniper rifle, and more. There were two rounds. I remember two specific events: One, between rounds I saw this extendable saber (Kind of like a light saber, but solid and not a laser) for $0.99, so I pocket it. The other event is I had a rifle and shot someone 2-3 times in the head but they weren't eliminated. In this game you get shot and even though it doesn't damage you, if you sustain what would be a lot of damage, you fall over and act dead. The guy didn't want to play correctly so I ran the other direction and he shot me twice in the back. I fell over dead because I actually cared about the rules.

The next 4 are verbatim from a physical DJ.
12/30/12- Future children
Dream about children. My mom took care of our kids with us. I was grumpy and asked for advice with the one child I had, whereas Kris (My brother) was creative and fun. I looked back on my parenting skills and thought that I was not a very good parent, but my mom said I was doing just fine. There is some strange scene about a wall coming apart, and Kris fitting it over the room in a creative and awesome way.

12/30/12- Nightmare, Harry Potter dream

My first nightmare in months, before that, years. Harry and Voldemort are fighting, doing the whole Expelliarmus vs. Avada Kedavra thing. Harry wins, then the dream repeats. Somehow something in the story shifts, and Draco is going against Voldemort. Harry is following behind, but he seems different, weaker, not as confident. Voldemort easily kills off Draco, then goes to Harry. He uses a simple Avada Kedavra on him and kills him. Then Voldemort sees me. He shoots the curse on me, and I die. I roll over in the snow, and am alive again somehow.He kills me again, and it hit me bad this time. I open my eyes to see him right above me, staring right into my eyes. He is wearing a black hood, all skeleton. His eyes are the most horrible shade of red. He is a black skeleton. His appearance is loosely based off of this I believe. He Avada Kedavra's me again, and I roll over in the snow. He hits me again, then again. I try rolling in the snow, but he hits me twice in the back, right where my heart is, and kills me instantly.

12/30/12- FA/ paper route

Suddenly I find myself doing paper routes near my old house in Marshfield Wisconsin. It is just me and my dad in the car, and I start to talk to him about my nightmare, and how scary Voldemort was when he appeared right over me. As we turn into a cul-de-sac, I see this huge transformer looking thing coming down the road. We continue doing papers, and it comes up behind us. I miss a tube, and have to go out and put it back in. Turns out the driver is friendly, and that transformer thing was just a decorated bobcat tractor. We talk for a few minutes and the dream ends.

12/30/12- Random discussions at starbucks.

So the whole reason I can see myself as being here is to wait for my mom to pick me up. As I am drinking a slushie, I am talking about some dude's performance that I just watched. I ask someone nearby if the guy is new or something, and they reply that he isn't, he just sucks. I tell them that I have been practicing with my yo-yo for about 3 years without much progress. Then someone, Gracen I think, starts leading the conversation with provoking questions and comments. I respond to one of his questions and he notes my response as being a good one. The others tell me to keep quiet so I don't give too much information about myself and to keep making statements such as the one I just made. I saw Jessie with a Bible, and a book inside about understanding girls. She explains that it is just as difficult to understand girls for her as it is for guys. I explain that I understand girls a lot more now than I used to. When the dream ends there is a conversation going on about how bad smoking is. I share that my mom smokes and that she puts small amounts of baileys in her coffee every day. Just as I bring this up my mom comes in and I have to go.
I suppose this dream was about the future as well, because it doesn't correlate well with the way my life is now.

12/31/12- Various fragments
1. Something about like an evil neighbor, had some invincible minions
2. Was supposed to do some dance in front of a bunch of people
3. (Same dream as previous, different scene) Some game about stopping kids/dogs from touching chairs
4. Was promoted from 1st to 2nd grade in a school that felt like it was in a mall.
5. Some girl sits down on a beach while she strips

That was a lot of writing... I Hope I keep the dream journal up to date from now on.

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So, this was my second LD so far! It occured in basically the same way as the other, from almost waking up, then falling back asleep.

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It started with me on a platform, in this very green forest, with large trees and vines hanging down, all made from what looked like squiggly vines. The ground consisted of only these vines, colored in bright brown and very lush green. The same with the trees, except that they were also very bright green.

I somehow got de-elevated (if that's a word) from the platform, and a loud narrator voice basically told me, "You are in a dream!". From that, I felt really happy, although I wasn't really lucid, it didn't feel like it. Then I ran, without tripping over all the vines, for a while. It felt really nice, really free, to see all the trees flash by me.

Somehow, I ran out of the forest, and ended up outside my old school. It was here I first checked my hands .. And it looked somewhat creepy .. I only had three fingers on one hand, which seemed to move on their own .. o-o Not that I really got bothered in the dream though.

This is where some problems occured though. Basically, I knew I was dreaming from the check, but I couldn't really .. Hold it? As in, I knew I was dreaming, so I did what I wanted to, just check around a bit but soon after I got pulled in to the normal dream 'stream'.

Then I went to some houses, and met two people that were worrying about a skunk. Somehow the skunk made it rain, and I had to run. The people did tell me I couldn't get wet though, not that I cared it seems.

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All in all, a very short Lucid sequence. Nonetheless, I was actually lucid, which means I'm moving forwards!

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I'm walking through a hallway with elevators, and I think I might be dreaming. So I look at my hands (my standard reality check) and I see that I am. I just remembered I had a dream goal to fight like Neo (Matrix) and that this would be a great time to do so. I fought some Agen Smith clones, coming from the elevators, like in the later movies and it was a lot of fun. I also dodged bullets. Then I got a false awakening during 'sleep walking' while staying over at a friend's house, in a big room with large windows. I find it rather emberrasing that I have been sleep walking, especially since the entire town was able to see me through the large windows. I might have become lucid again at some point, but my recall isn't very good. My control was very, very bad during tonights lucid dreams, though.

WARNING! THIS DJ DOES NOT MAKE SENSE!

Non-lucid, incomplete:
I dreamed about a webseries called EverymanHYBRID, some of you might have seen it. Anyway, so we were sitting in a circle and Evan whispers something in Vince' ear about having been to elementary school with me. He tells him that he once dumped a hand full of caterpillars in the hood of my coat (this actually once happened to me in elementary school). I got really angry and planned on killing him. For some reason halfway through we became a couple though. And I met his dad, and he was really not so nice, I talked to him about God, though. And he lived with his dad and shared a room with a little brother and sister, and had a very dangerous set of stairs somewhere in his house. It was really fucked up.

Analysis:
Maybe it was because I haven't exercised, or had a very long LD last night, but last night was a bit fucked up. The reason I dreamed about the web series is because I had been working on a script for my own web series, and my brother came over, and we are both big fans of SlenderARGs. The first part seems to symbolise my own agression and antagonistic attitude towards anyone who gets close to me. I find it rather typical that I had such a relationship to THIS character, as he, himself would already be sufficient for symbolising the agression, in a way, he would almost symbolise myself (I relate very strongly with this character to begin with). So it is peculiar thar I had this kind of relationship with him in my dream, especially since by the end of it, it was turned around completely. The second part seems very symbolic for my relationship with my sort-of-kind-of-complicated-partner. Again I see similarities between the characters, though less strong. It was very much like our relationship, the feeling was very similar too. The father talking about God could be my own search for faith. The younger siblings reflect both my "complicated's" younger sister, and also my own desire to have a real sibling (my half brother never lived with us and is 12 years older), this desire is especially strong around the holidays.

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12.19.2012

Akashic Records and Deep State Meditation (Note)

Spoiler for Personal notes:

I'm getting better with meditation, but I still need to improve on staying up straight. I don't make it a priority, but I just want to make sure I'm positioned in a comfortable position.

I want to consider meditating while resting on the bed, but that's an challenge simple because the awareness and willpower has to be augmented.

This is why I prefer the Indian style pose, or half or quarter lotus pose while meditating.

I'm definitely positive why I want to understand the concept behind the Akashic Records, and use them as a progressive base for improvement, seeing probabilities that I can take to the best of my abilities, and seek nothing ambition in making sure these possibilities are things that will benefit me.

I also realized that I'm still attached to a few things before I can even meditate. I realized that I tried helping too many people who continue to take advantage of my help. It's about waking life, not on Dream Views.

People are so amazing, wanting help, but not understanding how to actually appreciate the methods in which they receive it. Took passive in their thoughts, one moment they're so happy of the advice you suggested to them, and the keyword being SUGGESTED, not forced.

There's no point giving "advice" if you shove it down people's throat. I admit that I did that a few times with a few people, but that's only because I cared about them, or at least thought I did.

The important thing here when learning about Akashic Records is that I need to eradicate what people think about it. I know it's not a literal place you go to, but rather a frequency you align yourself into. If people don't believe in that, by all means, don't believe in it.

It's all for a high level of awareness of what one can do in their life and the steps they can take to understanding the outcomes that are most likely to occur if they partake in a specific action.

It's your life if you don't want to experiment with something like this, I shouldn't be responsible for your fate, and I shouldn't be interested in your life or your fate. The only thing that I can be sure of is my own fate, and that this is merely an experience for growth of knowledge, love, and much more.

The more I constrain myself with people I thought I respected and saw as people to look up to, the less likely I'll meditate with confidence.

People are absolutely entitled to their own beliefs, and I should just accept that. Some people change, some people remain conservative and blinded and ignorant because they are afraid of trying something new.

People who don't take failure so seriously and make it something negative that should be avoided at all costs are, in my opinion, just too afraid for change.

Ultimately, it's the simple fact that we can't conceptualize or understand something as abstract as the Akashic Records, or anything that sounds absurd at first glance.

Sadly, the only thing that would make it enticing if it's apparent that the person they think is absurd for believing in such things actually makes huge benefits from it.

Money Money Money Money....god people are so bothered with it that it's sickening. I admit money is necessary to get the rudiments of life established, but when you go into this indulgence where money only matters, just what are you?

I just need to realize that people are going to say a lot of things are crazy, and the more I consider their thoughts without doing the ambition through my own eyes, or...behind my eyes and into my mind, the less likely I'll succeed.

I'm sick and tired of my generosity towards others that I'm making slow by gradual progress in dissociating that with tulapforging, another concept people love spewing horseshit about and making it bad.

If you don't take the time to understand why people believe a certain concept, don't assume so much that it makes you look silly and completely lazy to learn.

There are many things that are crazy, but it's only because the concept is not understood in a practical way where it can consistently benefit yourself or society as a whole.

12.19.2012

Itachi Uchiha and Youtube (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

All I remember is that I'm posting a video on YouTube involving Itachi Uchiha coughing up blood as he's using the last ounce of his power to summon this Susanoo.

It's not the dark orange color like in the anime, it has more red into it, and it looks quite scary as Itachi has blood dripping from his mouth and his eyes completely blank.

Lucid:
I go to bed at 22.00 pm with an extra strong melatonin supplement and an aspirin (500 mg). I ran 3 miles that evening like always. I take a Temazepam (20 mg) at 23.00 pm.

I walk around town, I see a car. For some odd reason I feel I need to check reality. So I look at my fingers, and see, I have 6! I stabilize, because I used to forget stabilizing a lot and I would wake up or have a very weak dream. I decide I want to go to the moon, so I do that. It is very dark there and it gives me the creeps, so instead I decide I want to go somewhere serene, perhaps a nice field with some water. I try to make a scenery, but fail the first time. It is a boring, cold, wet little park in the middle of town. I try again, and there it is, a beautiful place, with flowers and a river flowing gently through it. It is warm and nice, a perfect place to meditate. I decide to meditate, and for some reason my body flies up in the air while I am lying down. I decide that it's normal, because I am dreaming and these things happen in even the most stable dreams. I keep meditating for a while because I was tired, even too tired to do much while SLEEPING, I know it sounds odd, and I also thought it was kinda weird to be honest. I decide I want to take a walk, at the time I felt the lucidity slipping and my control getting even shakier than it was before. For some odd reason there is an ugly, rusty, old, blue car standing in my scenery. I want to get rid of it because it is ugly. I try to make it disappear, but I only succeed in cramming it into a sort of wrinkled lump of iron. I get frustrated and feel the vividity slipping FAST now, I try to stabilize, but it is too late.
I wake up. It is 5.30 am.

Non-lucid:
I'm standing in line for a doctor's appointment with my friend/sort-of-complicated-person. The assistant at the desk picks up a strange looking, khaki trench coat and a grey scarf, and says they used to belong to Hitler. My friend puts it on and it changes colour to red and becomes longer. I say he looks like a vampire and that it looks cool. Never once do I find the situation odd in any way.
My alarm goes off and I wake up. It is 7.00 am.

Snippet:
Something about being pregnant and trying to get an abortion, but the fetus surviving. Presumingly right before waking or just after falling asleep.

Comments:
The dream that turned lucid was surprisingly normal, almost exactly like real life. The non-lucid dreams were much weirder and more random.