side notes

When i heard about Lucid dreams several months ago I immediately had 2 very clear and simi controllable dreams then for a while nothing had changed.. When i realized they were rare even though i was hunting for them.... i began to think maybe its just one of those things i can't enjoy. Until about week ago (well a few days it was the Saturday that just past) and it was amazingly clear and vivid and I believe i may have done an OBE too. Now i thought i should go back to Dream Views after all I owe it to them and myself to share the experience but i didn't want to relive the the lucidity Drought like the first.
This very morning i had a Lucid So clear and Vivid and controllable that it made waking reality pale and the sensations and imagery was so clear (except my reflection)
that i knew i was getting better at lucid dreaming.
So now I'm going all in!!

I took 1000mg of valerian root last night and found myself venturing about various locations of my dreamworld. Places I don't remember being in a long time. Going to take 500mg tonight along with a few other things...

...Been doing a lot of scoping around the DV forums and this choline stuff keeps popping up. Then I found this thread about peanut butter and the amazing (although slightly inconsistent) results many were getting. So I did some research and found out I just happen to possess three of the highest choline having foods in existence; Flaxseed, soy lecithin and wheat germ. The wheat germ was the big score. 100 mg in half a cup. You might be wondering why I have these odd things. I'm a part-time vegan so I have a lot of weird shit like that.

Anywhoo. I think I'll take a combo of the three; 1 gram of lecithin, 1 ounce of flax and a tablespoon of wheat germ. Which should pump at least 35-40 mg of choline into my sleeping body.

Whee!

No recall.

No recall.

[Although I did wake up feeling unusually relaxed and well-rested. I suppose that was probably due to the end of Daylight Savings . . . but it would be nice to think I had a really peaceful dream that I just can't remember any more.]

[Saturday, November 3rd, 2012]
<I lied in my bed, after stretching and meditating for a good long time.
I told myself and whoever would help me, that I needed help having a meaningful dream. Or a lucid dream.
Falling asleep- I instantly began to have dreams, just cloudy ones. I woke up after some time. And re-thought my
intentions to wake up and not move to enter into a DEILD.>

The next time I wake up, completely still.
I feel my body frozen and numb.
I will myself up out of my bed towards the front end of it.
And find my back to the wall.
I repeated in my head-
"MAINTAIN CONTROL. MAINTAIN CONTROL."
But I struggled and got excited and woke up.
I rose my head out from the covers and thought-
"WAIT, THIS IS ANOTHER DREAM."
Suddenly, the darkness in front of me was transformed...
into odd colors and sounds. Spirals and fireworks.
The door had an outline of light that was separated from the door itself!
I got excited again and...

<Then I woke up for real.>
<Through my excitement, I still fell back asleep.>

I'm in a mix of Safeway and Target. I go back with Nathan and Alex to the back of the store. I find a dark corner
where no one goes and in the wall, there's a panel missing. I crawl into the panel and sit there for a moment in the
dusty old grey... and feel... a strange deja vu wipe over me. I find my old, golden, thin-frame glasses that my
Mom's been looking for over two years to find.

<fast forward in dream>

Scientists figure out how to create God, and the head of the company in charge is talking to the father of "Morel
Orel"'s Orel. They're in a dark room with a spot light on their wooden meeting table. Orel's Dad sat there in a dim
meeting room as one of his lead scientists said:

"We've been able to create women, doughnuts, nipples, cars...the whole works!"

Orel's Dad squinted his eyes and said, "Ooohkaayyy. Riiiight." In mocking disbelief.
The scientists went on to tell him that he was to receive cars and money and new technology.
He owned half the company apparently!

I remember a faint impression of being in Nevada or a desert area and I saw large satellite dishes.

<fast forward in dream>

My twin brother had a book that would allow him to have whatever he wanted.
He just had to write it in a blank page.
He was mad at me for some reason and was threatening to write me away.
I grabbed the book and held it shut, we both tried forcing the book out of each others hand.
He tried to cut my hair with a pair of scissors, but I got my head away.
I grabbed the scissors and pretended to cut his hair until he let go of the book.
Then I ran into the other room and hid the book.

Ok so because I attempted to do wilds last night or actually it wasnt my real intentions but it ended up happening anyways I was unable to dream very well. Im not mad though, because tonight I realized I am now remembering my dreams starting from the very first Rem cycle. Their Fragments right now but hey, its progress.

Ok so I first had a fragment of me walking down one of the isles in my office building and realizing the company was shut down. I was extremely sad because I was afraid this was going to happen and now I wont be able to save up as much as I could.

Had another Fragment, slightly longer of me in my bed during the midday with my brother sleeping on the bed beside me. I had received a call from my friend Dasean earlier to hang out but I didnt want to. I dont remember this happening but I just had a recollection of it in my dream itself. To my surprise when I slowly got out of bed, I heard someone knocking on my window. I knew who it was going to be and of course it was Dasean. When I looked through the blinds and saw him, he said he needed to talk to me but when he told me that, I heard my mom walking down the hall. I raised my finger to indicate to give me a min. When I saw my mom walk by, I moved the blinds and opened the window a bit. I asked whats up but then I heard my mom again so I quickly closed the window and blinds. My mom came in kind of suspicious but didnt notice anything. She asked me something I can no longer remember and she left. When I opened the window again, Dasean was on the wall to left waiting and again when he was going to ask me something my mom came in all of a sudden. I instinctly closed the blinds and she asked what I was doing. I said I wanted to look outside and she believed me. When she closed my door, my dream ended.

Had one more first Rem dream even longer then the last, of some friends I dont really know and I, driving in my car to somewhere. I know that we were getting ready to go smoke because one of the girls had a bunch of joints and blunts rolled up. My dream was a little all over the place because next thing I know one of the kids im with is injured and we needed to take him to a doctor. While driving we saw a firestation and thought we could just bring him to them and they should be able to heal him. I pulled into the station and while walking with the injured kid we placed him on a platform under a pavilion type roof just outside the station. I told some of the people I was with to go in and get help so they did. While waiting one of the girls decided to light a Jay and I quickly stopped her and told her that first of all, she didnt double wrap it so itll burn quickly and second of all we should wait till the firemen take care of the injured person. She understood and gave it to me to put it out. My dream switches me to a pool right below the platform because I assumed the firemen were going to take a while and while chilling in the pool one of the girls I think asked to have sex with me but I denied. Then some guy got mad for whatever reason and threw one of the fat blunts in the pool. I quickly picked it up and threw it out in hopes of drying it but i knew it was ruined. At one point in the pool, I looked up at the stars and could see all the constellations regardless of it still being bright out. I saw an alignment of stars that I knew for some reason would come together on December 21, 2012 (When the mayan calender ends) and on that day something wonderful would happen. Woke up somewhere around there.

After waking up from the last dream, I stood awake for about half an hour to meditate and get a drink. After meditating, I tryd to go to sleep but just couldnt for some reason no matter how clear my mind was. I was getting frustrated because I knew it was because I drank fucking Soda before bed! (Sorry for language)

After about half an hour of no sleep, I turned over to my most comfortable position. After a few more minutes I began to see a beautiful woman laying on her back in bed almost as if she was right next to me. I knew she had just got done having sex with a man and she wanted him to stay with her longer but I thought to myself almost as if like I was communicating with her "He's not going to stay, now that you gave him what he wanted". She seemed upset to hear this or realize this and when he leaned in to kiss her I saw his face. He had short blond hair and was pretty good looking. After the kiss he said he had to go and she left her alone, more disappointed in herself then sad. While this whole things played out, I felt my body begin to vibrate tremendously and I heard that whooshing sound again get louder and louder the more clearer the vision played out. When I began to realize what was happening and knowing i was entering SP and a possible dream, I woke or interrupted the process again. My entire body was literally burning up, I was sweating profusely from what im assuming is the vibrations.

It took me a while to fall asleep again with little time to actually dream fully again because of work. I managed to get a short dream of my friend Nicole sending me txt messages of her naked. The first text said "Enjoy " and the rest were pics of her in different positions.

I wish to ask you guys a question if you can answer in the comments. How do I remain calm and relaxed when I realize im going through SP?? its really hard to mantain a calm mind once i know whats happening and one more thing. Does your body begin to burn up in heat as well through the process?

[Wednesday, October 31st, 2012]
I'm at Circle K, picking Alex up. I park it and walk inside. I have to go to the bathroom pretty bad, so that's the first place I remember heading. I walk in, and the door won't shut because of boxes and other things in the way.
I try pushing them aside and get it as closed as I can. I see Leila trying to help me, but I can't close it all the way and I give up. I end up stealing something, like a pack of gum or candy bar... and it was almost subconscious how I did it.

I walked outside of Circle K, Alex must have been waiting on me forever in the car. I get out there and Alex is spraying something on the tires and rims. She had an explanation like that it was to clean the tires or make them work better. I shrugged.

Then I noticed the car was parked HALFWAY up the hill, almost completely on the wall.
"WHOA. I did NOT park like that." I knew for a fact that I would never park like that.
"Well, you did." Alex assured me.
"No, fuck that. I did Not. I never park that far up."
I tried climbing up the hill and it was almost too difficult to do that; I almost slid back down.

"Fuck it."
I ran back down the hill to calm down for a moment. Turning around, the car is on the ground, down the hill. I don't think anything of it, and I hop in. The car starts, and I roll the rest of the way down the hill...
It won't brake very well. I throw it into Forward and... It goes forward. I park somewhere else and try braking.
But it doesn't brake... hardly even slow down. Alex want's to go say something to someone inside, but I stop her-
"Uh, Alex... the car isn't working. I run over the curb and fall off a small incline and land on the road in front of traffic.

"WHOA WHAT THE FUCK AUSTIN."
"THE BRAKES AREN'T WORKING."
Me and Alex were driving away from Circle K- And my car wasn't braking anymore.
"The brakes must have been clipped." I suggested, I started driving slowly through the backroads.

<I wake up.>
<I roll over and fall asleep.>

Now Alex is driving, and we're headed to my Dad's to see if he can fix it. The brakes are working for now. We turn the wrong road, but I don't realize it until the road becomes narrow and lines with hedges. She turns left at a strange Fire Department building. With the garages closed, but a Cop car parked in front. We turn around and park... and stop for a moment... We get out and walk around.

There's a couple really sweet vehicles like Mustangs and a black sports car here too now. Some other people drive up, get out and look around as if they're tourists. They admire the cars with us, and then I decide we should leave. We get in the car again, and have a small arguement that leads to us being grumpy at each other.

"FUCK" I stop myself. "I'm stopping, I'm stopping." I bang my fists on the steering wheel once.
"I'm not talking to you like this." She starts grabbing her stuff and putting it in her bag and opens the door.
"Wait! I'm not even angry!" Frustration kicks in. Why is she mad right now?
She starts walking away.
"Oh come on, please don't do this!" Tears well up in my eyes.
She turns around, "Stop crying. There are people around here!"
I wipe my face and realize my face is soaked with tears now.
We start walking again.

"Apparently, Seth is up ahead. He's crying over something too." Alex let's me know. We walk on a sidewalk that runs along several buildings that came out of nowhere. A group of people are sitting on the ground listening to a British exchange-student friend of ours. She hasn't been here in almost a year. But everyone is listening to her tell a story. We weave through the people, ignoring it- and I see a few people sitting down up ahead.

I light up a cigarette as we reach Seth. Alex and Seth start talking and I tune out. I take a drag, and exhale. What am I doing here? I wonder for a moment... Then Alex starts walking the other way. I follow suit.

As we reach the exchange student's circle again, someone hands me a paper with the story printed on it.
"When We First Kissed" by Hellogoodbye begins to play and the words change to match along with the song...

"Sometimes,
Making points on white neon boards
Is like,
Pulling stars off the black sky"

(My first dream lyric. And it's not exact, but it captures the point.)
<My dream ends and I wake up. "When We First Kissed" still playing in my head.>

I would like to write a little article about the dangers of lucid dreaming and projection. Take only what you feel pertains to you in this article. On this earthly realm, there are beings who like to sabotage and hurt others, some unconsciously and some willingly hurt others, and at the same time themselves. Sometimes they set up various traps for you to get caught up in when you project, although most of us do have mechanisms to keep us safe. The ones who don't most likely won't learn to project or lucid dream. Think of it kind of like in the ocean when fish intuitively know when something is about to come up and eat them. They sense the water around them and if something moves that puts them in danger, they fucking jet the hell outta there. We all have this sense. It was improved in the agility of cats and other mammals and was dumbed down in the humans with all this shitty food evryone eats and poor practices of the mind but o verall we have this sense. Make sure to pay attention to it when you project and lucid dream.

Another good piece of information to know is that you are a multifaceted being with pieces of yourself mostly likely in other places while yo uare here right now reading this. Make sure you keep yourself and the other parts of yourself safe when you prject. You'll notice sometimes when you "suddenly and unexpectantly" wake up in a dream, lucid, you'll be somewhere you've never seen before. You probably switched your awareness to another aspect of your being existing in a different place. When you leave that awareness and wake up, that dream or place continues. That place is not separate though and is affected by multitudes of other dimensional existences, including your life here on earth.

Here is an example of how you can be sabotaged: There are beings who like to make a copy of your spirit or projection and do stuff with those copies. To the unaware, they will most likely dontknow hat happened. But to the aware ( hopefully you) you should know that if ever does happen, you should use your mental and spiritual powers to make sure your projection stays intact and isn't damaged. Your imagination is key here to your protection. Most people won't deal with these beings though, but if you do/have, you'll know intuitively who it was if you are sensitive enough. Also know that the more you awaken, depending on where you live and what you've been exposed to throughout yourlife, the more you will be suppressed by seemingly outside forces. The two most dangerous forms of attacks, from what I have experiences, are psychic/mental attacks, where people try to throw you or an aspect of yourself you are not aware of into a dense state where your awareness drops and the second is by sexually attacking you. When you share a sexual experience with someone or something, they get access to your goodies, so to speak. So don't sleep with people who you feel will hurt you in that way and be careful when masturbating. DOnt masturbate to stupid thinks like tentacle porn ( I have when I was young and it was an incredibly stupid thing to do) and dont masturbate to people on the internet. Porn in genral is a good way to have yourself infested with a whole bunch of spiders, negative feelings, and life force drainging, so dont do it. If you really want to masturbate, do it creatively, something that comes from your higher self.l. Or just find someone who is a good compliment to yourself. Sex is not a purely physical thing, it is about sharing energy, so dont give your energy to vampire sucking douchebags! Also most people on earth are vampires so yea just be careful about that shit.

So anyway, when you have nightmares and stuff, pay attention to what it is that occured. It could be anything from a premontion of something that could happen (if it is this, try to figure out what the deam can be alluding to. Premonitions occur because the foundational energy grids work like mathematics and you must realize our lifes are incredibly predictable when all everyone does is stick to doing the same things every day (school, work, party) even if you plan on moving to another state or place, your choice could be very predictible and thereby a warning can be sense in dreamtime and meditative states. when yo uwork out the calculations of current energy patterns+plus your past life and current life energy patterns+ the enrgy patterns of family and other variables it = your most likely predictable choice which could be negative if it clashes with another energy pattern (Ie: choosing an airplane flight when 6 months before someone decided to bomb the airplane you happened to go on. of course you would have to take into account whether that person will be caught.) it's all very intricate but major things can usualyl be sense by yourself in dream times states hence preomitions. ) to an aspect of yourself that needs a perception change in order to heal. We all carry parts of ourselves that need healing if we want to become more lucid in our lives and dreams. So be careful out there!

This means normal dream
This means lucid dream
This means I'm loosing my lucidity
This means non-dream notes
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Okay, so it started out as me walking into the house, (my grandma's actually), and my mom was sitting on the loveseat talking to my boyfriend on videochat on my old phone. While I didn't think it odd that my mom was there though she no longer lives with me, or that my phone doesn't have a video camera or internet, or that my BF would be conversing with my mom at all, I accepted it. I was in my swimsuit and it was a bright summer outside as my sisters played in our nonexistant pool. My hair was fluffy though, and longer than it is in real life, so I must not have been swimming. Anyway my mom hands the phone to me and my BF and I start to talk like we do any other day, me playing around with the camera angles and making myself look upside down.

Then, my Bf's sister and her two little kids interrupted our conversation by barging in and the littlest kid blowing a party streamer in my bf's face. He looked annoyed and proceeded to chase his sister out of the room, leaving the two kids. I looked around awkwardly, suddenly realizing that I was in his room and not at my house. His laptop was still sitting on his desk (very odd, he NEVER uses a desk) and the skype window was open, but I was not there. His room was largely devoid furiture, with blue walls, white trim and light hardwood floors. There was the desk, a closet and an air mattress. Thinking back, it seems to resemble a cross between my sister's old room and my dad's new room, only cross sectioned into a new home. Looking down, I was still alone with my Bf's wide-eyed niece and nephew. So, I decided to play with them like I do most kids of their age, I pretended to be a dog. They enjoyed seeing me barking and walking on all fours, play bowing for them to throw balls for me that I brought back by nudging with my knuckles, unwilling to put anything in my mouth touched by a toddler. When my BF and his sister returned they seemed unconcerned by my presence. I stood up and when I looked to the web camera on the open laptop I was transparent and outlined by a black dotted line. Then, my color started to fill in and everyone else started to acknowledge me.

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new dream
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I do not remember how I got there or why, but me and my boyfriend were apparently in the wedding ceremony for some friend or relative of one of our families. The groom was wearing a superman costume and the wife, a tan indian woman, was in a muddy wedding gown. The entire wedding ceremony was on a large staircase and it was not bad by superman standards.

My bf pulled me aside and started to yell at me, I yelled at him back and we were just plain mad for some reason. I told him that he couldn't be mad at me because I loved him and I had even had a dream about him just an hour ago (a reference to my dream previous). He said something along the lines of "well, you sure as hell weren't fucking me in that dream. now were you?" and we both bitterly continued to be our parts in the ceremony.
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it is to my conclusion that the last dream is my fear of ever getting to the point of marring my boyfriend because I am asexual and he is heterosexual. I could never give him what he needs, no matter how much I love him.

[Tuesday, October 30th, 2012]

I was disguised into a group of thugs and baddies or just unfamiliar druggies. We sat in their red van as they talked
about a type of drug they smoked and grew. It was a red root or weed kind of plant that would grow anywhere. We
sat and talked for awhile, and then I decided I needed to use the bathroom. I got out of the car walked down the
plaza street until I arrived at a bathroom.

WHOA. I remember a dream before this. I came to this same bathroom, when I told my Mom I needed to use it
before. I walked into the bathroom and flushed the toilet water it since it was yellow already. I sat down on it,
went pee, but couldn't go number 2. So I flushed the toilet and left. The room was a comfortable, out-of-sight
bathroom with Hawaiian tropical theme. I walked back outside, the whole ISLAND plaza was island themed.
There was a bay of water to the left, close to where the drug van was parked, and the sunset reflected a beautiful
orange and maroon just perfectly off the water.

I walked back up to the van, and got in and began to excuse myself. They told me to look at the plant one more
time before I left. It was growing underneath the passengers seat. I leaned down and put my face close, and... sure
enough, a red sprout was sitting in the middle, right underneath her seat. I instantly began to thieve.

I saw a stem that looked weak and dry, like it would crack off. I distracted the two people in the front seat.
"So this is it?" I bent the stem back and forth, in hopes that I could snap it off. "You guys just started growing this,
didn't you?"

They answered that I was right. I picked a piece off and grasped it tightly in my palm.
"Alright guys, I really am sorry. I'm not feeling so hot, I'm gonna head out now." I really did have to go to the
bathroom again still.

I opened the door and said my politries, then shut it behind me.
"Phew, I did it." I thought silently as I snuck off into the everdarkening evening.

I passed into an enclosed grassy area- it kind of reminds me of a flag pole area at the entrance to a school or hotel,
but with highwalls to surround it. The path of brick or stone cut right through the grass to the other side. I
continued casually, but slowed down when I saw a perfectly good SD card. Then another. And another. I stopped.
"Whoa." I looped around, still trying to remain casual looking. I picked up an SD card, and all of the ones I found.
Then I noticed there was more than just memory sticks. There's DS games, Gameboy games, Nintendo 64 games!

All kinds of cartridges! Scattered across the grassy yard. I got excited and began to pick them up into a stack.
"HEY!" A large tomboyish female called me out. She must have had blonde hair and a cap to cover it- because I
get that impression. "What are you doing?"

In a second, I told the truth, which is unusual for a circumstance like this.
"I found a bunch of video game cartridges on the ground! I mainly just want the Gameboy ones, but you can take
some if you find something you like too." It felt nice to share. I DIDN'T need all of these, anyways.
She stared at me with an annoyed inquisitive gaze... then it lightened.

"Okay!" She was suddenly friendly and full of love.
We bent down and worked together, sorting through all of them, stacking them in piles.
I would check hers to see if she found anything I liked, and likewise.
I liked her. (It's too bad I didn't ask for a name.)

<My dream faded as I woke up.>
<I rolled over and went back to sleep.>

I'm now inside the Hotel that was to my immediate right in the previous dream, after walking into that grassy
entrance. I'm not sure how, but I was a fighter. A bunch happened that I don't remember. But I do remember the
current circumstances I was thrown into. I had a Master who was helping me to stop the summoning of an evil
God. We could see him, but he was powerless to harm us yet. He wore what looked like a red samurai mask. An
evil idiot villian and his short alien-looking psychic sidekick were summoning him. My Master was keeping him at
bay.

I had a staff in my hand and I got impatient. I charged my staff and pointed the end at the evil God and a blue
light sparked out and glowed. It pushed the evil God away but then he smiled at me. My Master intervened and
told me to be patient. I knew it was a powerful attack, but why didn't it banish him? He was REALLY powerful.

Just then, the evil idiot villain emerged from the bathroom and told his sidekick,
"Don't worry. When we win, I'll give you levatation powers."
"That fucking idiot." I let out. The evil villain turned his head so fast and was in my face. He shouted and screamed
and spit and seemed like he was going insane. His face went dark red and he looked like he was in pain almost.

The evil God grinned, as if he had a chance to strike, THROUGH him.
"CALM DOWN." I grabbed his head in my hands. "Look at me! Caaaalm dooowwn."
"It's oookaaaayy. It's okay." His face resembled my best friend Nathan. I hugged him.

<My dream faded and I woke up.>
(I'll also add that I had to go to the bathroom REALLY bad when I woke up. xD Explains why I had to keep using it in my dreams.)

October .20th .2012

MAP 3.25

"Out in the Cold"
Keywords: $5 Bill, packed bag, travel.
I remember having packed a bag. Somewhere in this bag was a $5 bill. I remember thinking about driving but knowing my vision was bad. I was in a place that reminded me of my grade school in the country. Could this be dream school? I consider camping out in the parking lot until morning, but know I would get cold and bored. There is a man around whom I know and is very sympathetic to me.
Players & Connections: Myself and a familiar DC.
Event Sequence:

1. Pack bag
2. Assess packed bag
3. Question driving ability
4. Recognize familiar setting
5. Analyze possible plan of action

Symbolism: Money lost in chaos
Signposts: None recognized
Questions: Why was I so early to the school? What was I doing there in the first place? Why didn't I just leave as opposed to waiting in the cold?
Thoughts, feelings, and guesswork: None presently.
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October .21st .2012

MAP 4

Mantras;

1. I attract dreams that help me master conscious out-of-body exploration.
2. I am a spiritual body capable of experiencing dimensions beyond physical existence.
3. I have the ability to separate from my body, return safely and remember.

"Floaty Pants & a Hand of Glass"
Keywords: Waterfront, crowd of people, green grass, chaos near the kitchen.
I am walking down a path next to a large lake. I feel like I can see the other side of the lake in the far off. There is a man in some sort of hovering circle contraption. He was hovering there and the bottom of the device was a large pair of closed-bottom pants. They were inflated and my dream mind paid close attention to this area, which made me feel that the pants part was keeping him afloat.
I am at the Caldwell house and I'm near the kitchen and there is chaos. I crash into things, maybe my dream self coping with some external noise. I cut my hand on one of those spiral energy-saving light bulbs that has shattered on the floor. I think I may have fell, hand first, into the bulb while it was on the cold, tile floor. Handsome Caldwell is there by my side, helping me clean the glass out of my would and comforting me. His hand around my shoulder.
Players & Connections: Myself and S.Caldwell
Event Sequence:

1. Walking lake-side.
2. Notice man hovering in air.
3. Inspect hovering contraption.
4. Report findings to random DC's.
5. Enter Caldwell house.
6. Time-lapse/chaos
7. Injure hand.
8. Inspect injury.
9. Receive sympathy from DC 1.

Symbolism: None discovered.
Signposts: None discovered.
Questions: What is the significance of the hovering pants device?
Thoughts, feelings, and guesswork: I find DC 3 attractive in real life. This may have just been a fantasy dream.

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October .26th .2012

MAP 5

"Nesting"
Waiting for an army of bad entities/people. Only a matter of time. Trying to outsmart them. Filling the doorway with pillows and blankets. I remember that I brought them all in a few loads up the stairs at first, to the landing bed. I got the idea mid-task to fill the cubby at the bottom of the steps. So I fill the space with layer after layer of soft squish. At one point I find all of my animals are cuddling on it together. So cute! I remember looking out (possibly with my third eye) and seeing that a horde of bad guys was nearing and it was only a matter of time before they would reach our house. I don't think we were hopeless. The squishy spot below the stairs was some par of an effort to be safe against the horde. If only to make us more comfortable.
Players & Connections: My animals and the theme of comfort/safety.
Event Sequence:

1. Deliver items upstairs.
2. Get idea.
3. Build a nest.
4. Analyze threat
5. Discover pets in nest.

Symbolism: Nest/womb of pillows and blankets
Signposts: ???
Questions: Why am I the only one handling the situation.
Thoughts, feelings, and guesswork: I saw a silly video of all these animals cuddled up together in a big dog bed. I'm pretty sure the image of my animals all huddled together was a manifestation of that experience. This dream is also another example of my problem-solving dream awareness. I seem to become lucid when I am needed.

October .18th .2012

MAP 1

Mantras;

1. I attract dreams that help me astrally project.

NOTE: I have omitted two of the suggested mantras because I think I've got a grasp on their intended goals. They basically drill the dream journaling routine in your brain. I've got that covered.

"Nuked Blues"
Keywords: high heels, k**** high school, activities sign-up.
I am taking a friend upstairs to see Ferguson. When we get to him, I see that he is in bad shape. As if someone stuck him in the microwave. I am surprised and embarrassed at the state of him.
Players & Connections: A close friend
Event Sequence:

1. Up the stairs
2. Inspect the plant
3. Question reality
4. Accepted reality
5. Embarrassed by failure

Symbolism: Seemingly literal.
Signposts: Poor quality reefer.
Questions: Why was I embarrassed by the state of the plant as opposed to just upset.
Thoughts, feelings, and guesswork: I prematurely trimmed a tiny piece of Ferguson to test. I used a quick-dry method involving a low powered microwave session. I'm guessing that this dream was telling me that if my plant turns out unimpressive, I can not know if it was my premature trim job, the nature of the plant etc.

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MAP 2 Omitted
MAP 3

Mantras;

1. I am a spirit body, capable of experiencing dimensions beyond this.
2. I have the ability to separate from my body, return safely and remember.

"Potluck"
Keywords: Party, food, embarrassment.
I find myself at a party. I believe it is at some version of Ken and Suzette's. There are countless dishes of food. Amanda C. and Guy are here. They are together. I think I ask her if she's out of Ashland for good. I'm sitting on the couch eating the plate I've made; mac & cheese, stuffing; a roll shaped like a hot dog bun. I remember being one of the first to eat after the food was set out. I see a funny shaped glass bowl. It has many contours and etched lines. I realize I'm at my dream home when I'm standing outside the living/dining room area. I have a ladle full of some sort of beef stew. I taste the edge. I consider rinsing the ladle off in the theoretical sink. I probably would have just put it back but I sense someone saw me and it's my oldest sister. She is in the room to my left, partially hidden by a white wall partition. She sits in the corner of an over sized, maybe sectional couch. We exchange words. I'm embarrassed that she caught me double dipping and try to laugh it off. She tells me that she will bring me a bowl to put the soup I've touched in.
Players & Connections: My older sister and overeating.
Event Sequence:

1. At gathering
2. Run into DC 1 and 2.
3. Question DC 2 concerning real-life events.
4. Assess and select food.
5. Sit and eat.
6. Question ethical behavior.
7. Sense entity.
8. Converse with DC 3.

Symbolism: 1st to eat,
Signposts: Poor decisions met with shame.
Questions: What's going on brain?
Thoughts, feelings, and guesswork: CLASSIFIED

0928/12
3:00
Non lucid
Notes
Lucid

Part 1
Actually woke up from sleep. I lay still and tried to remember my dreams.
I remembered a fragment of a line of metal fold out chairs with some people filling some of the seats. A big person in the middle chair had a red hooded sweatshirt on. Something was going on but I can't remember what.
I was to tired to get up and write this down or try WBTB so I settled on doing a MILD
Tons of colourful imagery flowed through my mind.... Houses, a Lion, other animals, and landscapes. Then I saw to ovals(one blue and one orange) with holes in them form into the tops of two industrial like containers. Both were about the size of a trash can but were slightly skinnier and had straight sides.

They were made out of metal and had minorly complex rods and levers to open and lock them shut. The origional ovals had transformed into a second layer that resembled the top of a smooth shiitake mushroom (no flat spots but not to rounded either). The tops still had holes in them and covered a flat lid that shared a ceiling surface with the containers. The shiitake like covers attached to the underlying lid via welded tabs around the circumference of its curved base. I think that some sort of filtering vent contraptions were hidden between the curved top lids and the flat ceiling lids. The lid assemblies also had heavy duty hinges that connected them to the containers. The two containers colors (blue and orange respectively) were very vivid. Over all the shape of each container was like super cylindrical salt or pepper shaker with contraptions on them, larger and fewer holes in the top, and a ceiling surface.

I liked this imagery and the two containers became dozens of vivid blue and orange containers all laid out in front of me. Then this faded and I thought I'd get up to use the restroom. False Awakening

Part 2
I spun my feet out of bed as I lifted my body up. I floated effortlessly on to my feet and realized that I was dreaming. I stood beside my bed and then dizilly made my way over to the middle of my bedroom. Even though I knew I was dreaming I also felt that I was trying to WILD for some reason and I felt disoriented. I decided to lie back down because I found the disorientation to be uncomfortable. I stumbled over a laundry basket and foot board that don't exist in real life. I fell face first toward the bed, hovered about 4 inches from the covers, and then sank a little.

I awoke for real, did a reality check, and got up for a minute.

[Sunday, October 28th, 2012]
(This is the last of a series of dreams, and the only one I remember vividly. There was one dream of me on a desert reality show with a multitude of challenges. Before that I was at a strange shopping mall.)
I'm at my old house, everything is identical almost. Everyone is doing their own thing in the house, Brent is on the computer and playing games, Casey is watching TV in the living room, Mom is in her room. I'm wandering around the house.

I walked out into the kitchen and turn straight into the computer room. I want on the computer pretty bad. But I forget about it and walk away.

I walk to the bathroom.
I turn on the shower, as I need one bad. All of the water droplets that hit the tub turned brown. I couldn't explain it. But it must be because the shower floor is dirty already and its just becoming clear with water? I cup water in my hands and splash it on the tub until its clean and I get in.

After I clean myself and soak for awhile, I wrap a towel around my bottom-half and walk into my Mom's room and begin talking to her.

I was on a gameshow sort of thing for a week, but I got kicked off or fired the last day on a Friday. It was supposed to keep going and they'd add new members all the time but I didn't make the cut for some reason.
It took place in the middle of the desert.
I complained to my Mom about how I had lost, but how I was excited that I was going to be on a cartoon remake of the show that would air this weekend! I wondered to myself how I would be portrayed on a cartoon.

I walked into the old bedroom-
Brent was playing Nintendo 64. "I wish I could play guitar hero though..."
I suggest to him, "Nathan has Guitar Hero for the Playstation 1! Maybe we could borrow it!)

Casey was telling me about how he wanted to play an American Idol sort of game that he used to play when he went to camp once.

Just then we looked out the window, the whole family, and we saw dark clouds in the distance, looming over the mountains. Mom had her boyfriend over, who was like a combination of Gordon, Ed, Dad and all of the rest of them. My Mom's boyfriend complained because he couldn't hear the storm, because of the all of the TV's and receivers and VCRs and DVD players humming and buzzing. I worked to turn them off, but had immense trouble for some reason. Only some of them would turn off, and some would just reset when I hit the buttons. I gave up as I couldn't turn off the last satellite receiver.

We worked to put the blinds and livingroom curtains back up. It was more complex than it should have been.

We went around the house fortifying all of the windows and doors and closing everything for sure. I went to the back bedroom, by the old computer room, and checked the window. The one on the left (that normally doesn't exist) was fine, but the one on the right above the bed was creaked open a little. I worked to close it as much as I could when I noticed it was raining... or leaking through the window or something. It was wet around the window.
I through my shirt off and tried wiping off the window and putting it up against where it leaked.

Casey walked in and said, "The whole bed's soaked!" He was right, the rain was dripping through the ceiling! It was happening everywhere. Water was leaking through everywhere. I grabbed a towel and set it over the bed to cover the blanket and anything else. I went to the closet just as my Dad walked in. I quickly made sure I was turned away so he didn't see my tattoo.

I thought to myself, "Had he seen my tattoo earlier?" I quickly put on a purple shirt I found in the laundry hamper. I grabbed more towels and layed them over the bed. I walked out into the living room and saw that the wall was covered in rain drops, continuously being dropped. The rain was getting in somehow, as if our house was made of paper.

<dream ends>

No recall.