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I just woke up from having a nap, and I vividly remember some parts of the dream I had. The most confusing for me was that I dreamed a man wanted to rape me... but I ended up being willing and enjoying it and lying to my fiance about it by telling him I was raped. The man was very good looking, not violent or sadistic and was quite well endowed. I'm not sure what all of this means in the least, I just wanted to get it down before the memory dissipated.

For now, my only idea is that maybe it is representing the things I am missing in my life?

This is my very first lucid dream that I can remember. Here is how it goes:
I was walking around outside in complete daylight, everything seemed nice and I kept looking at my feet while walking towards a tree that was right outside of my dogs fence, (it's not really there in reality.)
I stopped half way to the tree when I spotted a HUGE anaconda, this instantly made me lucid. Snakes are a big sign that I'm dreaming, because they are frequently in them. Whenever I see or think about snakes I do a reality check, this way whenever I have a dream with snakes in it I will (hopefully) pinch my nose.
Anyways, I started looking around and then I suddenly fell down, and the dream scape then changed. I woke up on a couch in a hotel, I pinched my nose and I felt how I was still breathing and then I knew once again that I was dreaming. (Hehe, I made a rhyme... Well, I think I did)
I looked around and saw my parents sitting on another couch, they were talking. I focused on trying to make the whole dream clearer, so I shouted things such as "clarity now!" and "vividness now!", but it did not work very well, so I went up to my mother, who was eating something, and I said "show me unconditional love!" (it was all I could think of.)
She took me in her arms and said: "Darling stop talking nonsense."
I laughed, because I was in shock at how the hug felt exactly how it would feel in reality, yet the dream was still not very vivid.
I then did a foolish thing. Since this was a DILD I guess I was still not in my right mind...
I looked at my mother, and father, and told them that I wanted to wake up now, so that I could tell my friends/family.
My mom grabbed my shoulder gently, and said "whatever you want sweetheart."
I thought that she was going to wake me up, but I was wrong, I had to to it myself, so I closed my eyes tightly and opened them really fast, and I awakened on my bed. I was in misery, I mean, I just let a perfectly fine lucid dream go to waste... Shame on me.

Awake/SP, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm in an elaborate, fantasy landscape. I fall over the side of a cliff and start falling down the side of a mountain, which has terraces in it and lots of trees, but the trees are all growing out of the side of the mountain. As I fall, I think, I could expect there to be a soft, grassy field below me for me to land on, and there would be one. I try to do exactly that, but it doesn't work. Eventually, I remember that I can fly, and fly back up to the top of the cliff/mountain.

[That's all I can remember now of an awesome, detailed, elaborate lucid dream that was remarkably long for my first sleep cycle of the night. I was really, really determined to have a lucid dream last night, and my determination and MILDing worked. I also remember choosing to stay in and prolong the dream at least twice, but I don't remember any more details. I really should have taken a moment to write them down in my paper dream journal after I woke up.]

[Later, different part of the night.] I feel, more clearly and with more awareness than I ever have before, all my major muscles transitioning into their paralyzed state. After a moment, a dream begins to form. Some Viking-warrior-looking guys who look like they came straight out of a movie by Aardman Animations are standing over me, watching me wake up. We're all in a big wooden hall. The dream is very weak, fuzzy, and indistinct, though, and although I try to focus on it, it fades away before I can get into it fully. This can be partially blamed on the fact that I'm completely fascinated by the experience I've just had, and this novel feeling of being “stuck” in my sleeping body while still being consciously aware.

Welcome to SP, I think. That wasn't so bad, was it? I lie still and observe the experience. Although I'm conscious, in a way I never am in waking life, of my breathing happening automatically, I feel like I'm not getting enough air. I realize that that's because I have my forearms crossed over my chest so that their dead weight is resting right on top of my ribcage. I can feel my left-hand fingertips touching the skin of my right arm, but I feel removed from the sensation. I hope for another dream to start, but it doesn't. I attempt to visualize a scene, but it's a very halfhearted effort and doesn't go anywhere. Also, I have my head tilted to my right at an awkward angle, which makes me think, I'm going to feel that in the morning. After a few minutes, I get bored and decide to get up and use the restroom. I have no problem getting back to normal wakefulness.

Side notes:
I've always been afraid to try WILDing because I'd never experienced sleep paralysis, and I was afraid that I might experience hypnagogic hallucinations or sensations that would frighten me. This was the first time I'd ever really experienced SP. It was cool and weird, but not frightening at all, and I didn't experience any hypnagogic hallucinations. Getting over your fear of something is always nice.

Although I haven't written anything here for quite some time, I still maintain my dream journal offline. I will upload them once I find time.

Meanwhile, I moved on from Ninja9578's Subliminal Audio 1 to Lotus Flame by LaBerge. Seems neither of them was very helpful. I was also experimenting with Mugwort, but not full time. I tried burning a few, but the coal was not lighting up properly. Although I did have some almost-lucid dreams, nothing was very definite.

Today, I moved on to Ninja's Subliminal Audio 2. I played it all night long while I was working. The result was very promising. I became aware in the middle of an interesting dream. That was my first lucid dream for quite some time, where I really decided to confront an opponent. I have an almost-lucid dream yesterday (or a few days back, I think), but it felt more like being in a drunk-dream.

I will post them soon.

Firstly this dream happened yesterday 2012-09-23. And as always sorry for bad English.

I was driving with my orange Aston Martin Vantage and I followed every GPS order. I arrived to a camp and started to walk to wooden house with huge metal door. I entered. There was a room with white walls and black floor. In middle of the room there was a huge king sized bed with huge pillows. In a corner of the room was a small bed and a computer on a desk.
I sat down on the king sized bed and a girl entered through metal door.She had long brown hair and she was wearing a blue tank top and white shorts. She looked shy but she laughed silently. She came close to me and hugged me. I gently kissed that girl. *It felt real*
Suddenly a guy with a huge boombox entered room. I and the girl got scared but we recognized him and we started to laugh. The dude went to small bed in the corner of the room and lied down. I left the room.
There was a lot of people in yard of the wooden building. My Aston Martin Vantage changed to Aston Martin DBS and in a second it got back to original form. I came close to my car and entered it. I started the engine and I took it for a spin. Then I got back and left my car I heard a glass getting smashed. It was my car window. I said: My insurance will pay every penny of this window so I don't care who threw a rock in my expensive car. I turned around to my car and my car changed to a white Alfa Romeo 147. *I wasn't pissed at all. My 200k $ car changed to a car that costs almost the same as a new high-end computer so yeah it didn't looked strange for me*
A ball fell near me. I took it and I saw a crowd of teenagers playing dodgeball (or whatever that game calls). All of people were running including me from a few ball throwing muscular mans. A guy with red hair stopped me and started to talk to me i did not knew this boy so I didn't listen to what he said to me. I started to run near a fence and some teenagers followed me. I suddenly stopped. I saw a very huge crowd of little children that were wearing the same yellow hat and t-shirt. I heard: Run Kissalot run! *Sir Kissalot is my nickname in online games so yeah they were shouting at me* I ran. And the dream faded away.

Okay, so I have gotten to the point where I can dedicate a night or two and be able to have good recall. The past few nights however, I have stayed up too late. ( Mostly alpha testing a video game set to launch open beta on 12/12/2012.) Yesterday I recalled a couple dreams, but had to hurry to work and failed to write anything down. D'oh! The next month, my main goal is to increase my awareness during the day while doing more reality checks. Hopefully it will become habit.

[Saturday, September 21st, 2012]
(I dream, and I recall it... but I try to avoid spending too much time recalling and recording dreams when Alex is here. She spent the night with me
last night and while I love her, I'd just rather avoid it all. Recall is gone by the time I'm typing this. Oh well.)

[Wednesday, 19th, 2012][12:30 PM]
I'm in a giant open house filled with clutter. The lights are very dim and there are two main rooms. On one side of the house there's just a
windowed wall that overlooks the sunset scenery of trees. The house is slowly getting darker and there are no lights. Alex had just left me- I'm
alone.

Nothing is wrong, I'm just alone. I sit down and start to just relax on the couch. I slowly drift off to sleep... I wake up a minute later, a noise
springs to my attention. On the dark side of the house, where the shadow's hugged the corner, I heard a noise. I figure it must have been my
imagination. I shrug it off, but feel a strange alien thought in my head. I feel so alone... so... so alone... I just want something to hold on to- or talk
to-

I slowly trudge over to the shadow side of the house... I hear dull clicking noises, reminiscent of Amnesia. In the far right corner of the dark side, I
bend down to pick up a stuffed animal... there was a lot of them, but I choose one that I'm most familiar with. It was a cute patchwork animal-
yellow with purple and green... Alex had gotten it from the claw machine. I pick it up and hug it- and look at it. I could have sworn I saw it move.
I let it drop to my side and I pick up another... I set them back down and watched them come to life. I was amazed- but didn't think anything of it.
I must be seeing things, but nothing too out of the ordinary. It's just little movements, like an arm twitching, or an eye blinking.

I bring the patchwork with me into the other rooms and set it on a table. Walking into the other room, I see shadows flicker and move, and things
shift around the room. I'm convinced I'm going crazy. But I'm okay, I accept it. "It won't be forever. And this isn't so bad. It's kind of interesting.
It's like I can control what I see." It reminds me of a lucid dream. My hallucinations started to become more real and vivid. Now I'm hearing
whispers. The patchwork shakes violently in my hand and drops to the floor. It begins crawl around... Oh my... then it stops in its tracks... and...
and it turned its neck to me. It whispered, "Don't be lonely. I'm here for you." I blink a blank stare back at it. (My subconscious didn't know how
to react.) I dismiss it- and forget about it.

With an empty mind, I drag myself across the house, like a ghost haunting eternity. I had no aim or goal, just to exist. Minutes passed and I knew
that I was fully insane, and descending extremely fast. Everything was talking to me now. More stuffed animals were alive, but only ONE at a
time. Next thing I know, I see a human in the room. It's- a waking life friend of mine that I know fairly well, but I don't remember who in specific.
I know it's just in my head, and I'm making him up though, so I'm not exactly freaked out. I'm just so interested in the fact that I have this much
"control" over my reality- I start to talk to the hallucination, "What's up, man?"
"Not much." He replies.

I take my attention off of him and he vanishes, and I begin to search around the house... playing with my hallucination power.
I could stare at something and focus on it, and it would begin to move. I have "control" over this at least. I scan the back wall again, seeing
stuffed animals that I recognized from real life and some that I did not. The house had gotten pretty chilly in the last few minutes. I can feel the
cold wrap around my skin. It's very very quiet. Dead silent. Not a noise in the place, save for my breathing. Out of the corner of my eye I see the
hallucination take a human form again. It's another person who I know. (but don't remember. I wasn't paying extremely-close, conscious attention
yet at this point. He follows me around the house as I start to pick things up and clean the cluttered house. He watches me closely like a hawk. That's when the
dream becomes extremely real. In fact... It ISN'T a dream anymore. There's no way something this real is a dream. It's a full-blown reality. I can't
tell the difference one bit anymore. I'm semi-lucid too... I have control of my body- but without realizing it was a dream.
I look back up at my hallucinated visitor and he smiles at me.

That smile... it's the most horrible evil fucking smile I've ever seen. One that stretches across the face and make me choke back tears of impossible
fear. I'm descending faster into the deepest and darkest corner of my mind. I'm very uncomfortable
"I can't believe how insane I am." I reach into my pocket and pull out my phone to call Alex- the only person that I want to talk to right now...
even if I was bat crazy, she would talk to me. I call, with my eyes on the hallucination that was smiling so wide, his black eyes were chinked
behind his grin. Straight to voicemail- "We're sorry... the number you-" I hang up.

The hallucination now has a long boning knife in his hand now. He's at my neck before I even have a chance to react-
"Do... you know who... I am?"
"No-" I sob.
"As long as Alex is... gone... I get to... come out and... play."
He casually drags the knife loosely against my neck. He vanishes when he finishes the knife's trail. I'm shaking uncontrollably. But at the same
time stilled by my muscles. Everything is frozen in fear. My open eyes scan the room and notice new stuffed animals that I don't recognize-
countless of them. The sun is almost gone, the light choked by the horizon. I turn around slowly 'til I'm facing a third room behind me. I watch the
opening for a whole minute... waiting... swaying back in forth in silence... then-

I sprint to the third back room... I jump into the room and stop... panting for second. This room closely resembles my old room of my Mum's old
house. The TV is on and static lights up the room with white noise. I slowly make my way to the far end of the room, where I put my phone on the
charger and try to call again- that's when I saw Alex had left her phone on the charger. I won't reach her at all now. My heart sinks so deep into
my chest. "Oh my god... I just want to talk to Alex... I just want to talk to her... please oh god..." I cry hysterically

My head feels very hazy, and I'm having trouble remembering the situation. What had just happened? I remember a stuffed animal... I'm crazy... a
man in my house... I took in a shallow breath- and walked back out of the room.

A body flickers into existence and blocks my path. Nathan appears very suddenly in the doorway, like a scream piercing silence. He has a
wicked grin on his face. He cocks his head to the side, and smiles more, almost saying, "Where were you?" Then he vanishes again. I push my
eyes closed to blink a few times- they were getting dry from holding them open so wide for so long. The house is caked in twilight- but this time
I'm back in my Mom's old home. I emerge from my room into the computer room. To my left is the futon. I walk into the kitchen and hear,
"Unwell" playing by Matchbox Twenty.

"I'm not CRAZY, I'm just a little unwell- I know, right now you can't tell- but soon enough of you're gonna think of me, and how I used to be." I
listen to the words and begin to sob. "This is so real. I can't do this...

The music stops playing and Nathan is there again. He's right behind me, smiling his cold smile. It shocks me again how suddenly he appeared. I
keep my eyes on him and slowly backtracked... then I stop. I'm suddenly filled with HATE for this DEMON. HOW DARE HE USE THE IMAGE
OF MY BEST FRIEND!? Tears slowly well up in my eyes..

...until I scream and lunge for his throat. I use every bit of my strength and force him onto the futon and begin to choke him. I shake and shake
and squeeze as hard as I can. He just smiles. I choke him for a full minute, letting my hate seep out onto his neck, before I realize there is no
effect. I stand back up and take a step back.

Suddenly, the futon vanishes and so does he. It repositions right where the computer used to be- to my immediate left... where we had moved it
the second time, when we lived there. Now, Tyler sits there on the futon with a smile on his face. The lights flicker in the house and then the
power fails. It's pitch black, but I can still see his black eyes. He can change form, but he can't change those beady black eyes.

Alex had gone away and wouldn't be back for three days. Three days of hell... My soul was going to rot here
<I woke up.>

(I cried for 10 minutes upon waking. I called Alex right away.)

Non-Lucid
(Sidenotes)
Lucid Dream
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(Holy shit...TWO lucid dreams in one night? Wow...I'm getting lucky!)


Well this is how it starts -

I was at school waiting for a delivery. A Teacher was preparing a pizza and chinese food my mom and I. Apparently "Casper" (the friendly ghost)
had ordered it. I remember said Teacher came out all "casper! Casper, where are you?" And I thought it was funny. Then she tried to give me the food and I for some reason, freaked out a little and left. I was wandering around the parking lot upset and wanting to go home then I heard the Backstreet Boys and "remembered" that they were there for some reason. I walked to where I thought they were, couldn't see them...so I turned around THEN I realized "I am dreaming! This is just a dream!" Which immediately led to a false awakening.

I woke up in bed. It was dark. I knew I was dreaming and I was clam for once. I sat up (and sometimes in my LD's, things seem...heavy...or slower. Like there's a resistance to my movement or thought process.) I decided to do a reality check and instead of my typical poke-finger-through-palm, I pinched my head and it didn't hurt. It felt numb, though. I got up and decided to walk THROUGH my bedroom door. I focused really hard in my head that I'd walk through it and stared at it all while keeping my breathing even so I didn't get too excited...

AND I WENT THROUGH! There was a tiny bit of resistance and heaviness, but I walked through my door!


The living room was dark and there are some really nasty bits that happened regarding a random dog but I will leave those out.

I made it outside and hopped into the car. I drove off my road and to a bridge near where you turn ONTO my road. I decided to summon someone. I was feeling a bit tired, so I did have random moments of rubbing my hands together and spinning in a circle outside the car to prolong lucidity.

Even though i couldn't see from my peripheral, there was a guy sitting next to me. I guess my dream-self felt frisky because I remember grabbing his crotch and he said something like "woah, kid" or "watch it, kid" and I got scared thinking I was somehow a little kid...

Then he like leaned in and started kissing me. And it ended.



I ended up waking up for real and looked at the clock, then went back to sleep.

I believe this LD was also from a false awakening, so i just hurried and went outside. My neighbor across the street was out and I remember feeling paranoid she was studying me. I hopped in the car and it wouldn't start. I sat for what felt like 10 minutes trying to start it and feeling annoyed because I wanted to continue with the dream.

Then I remember going to the lawn and there was an old station wagon there, so i got in. There were people I didn't really know in it but they felt as if they were supposed to be family. I looked in the rear-view mirror and I did look a bit odd, so i decided I wanted to be pretty. I changed my looks. I stared into the mirror and focused as I like...morphed my face. It wasn't working too good cuz I kept looking really weird, so i decided I wanted to base my looks off of ariana grande, so i got a picture out (and she didn't looked quite the same as she does irl, but still pretty) and took a few minutes to help get a face I liked.


(I ended up waking up not long after. I have had some random and short LD's these past few months that I never bothered to post. I am really happy and proud of myself though! I get them without even trying, really. They are slowly lastly longer and I finally am able to do things or have "powers" in them. I am excited and can't wait become even better at this! xD)

I almost had success but ended up not having any last night. Counting my breaths helped me become completely relaxed and still while also keeping my awareness level where it needs to be. My first dream I was instantly aware I was dreaming. The only problem was I was also half awake! I realized this as I was started to stabilize and ended up just waking up. I found it tough to sleep as I couldn't find a comfortable position and I believe I was anticipating the dream too much rather than going to sleep naturally. Regardless of this, I still managed to enter sleep paraysis to enter another dream! I was not lucid however because as my dream started, my tv (which was turned off) was blaring loud with baseball commentary. I immediately rushed to turn the tv volume off and therefore forgot to stabilize which quickly ended the dream.

So, I make some adjustments-

Adjusted technique-
1.During my day, practice all day awareness and work on my visualization when I can.
2.Wait until I naturally yawn to go to bed. Review my dream goals in my dream journal.
3.Lie in my bed and clear my mind. Once mind is clear, take 10 deep breaths while mentally counting each one.
4.Lie on my side, close my eyes, take 10 more deep breaths while counting each one.
5.Take 290 slow breaths, trying to relax my body and mind more with each one. Count each breath as well. If I lose count, I get up from bed, work to increase my awareness and start over.
6.Think,"The next thing I see will be a dream" and go to sleep normally. Think, "The next thing I see will be a dream" if my mind starts to wander.
7.When I enter a dream, look at my hands and say,"stabilize now". Increase clarity if neccesary by saying "increase clarity".
8.Say, "This is my dream, I'm in control, and anything's possible."
9.Stabilize every minute or so by rubbing my hands and saying, "stabilize now, anything's possible".
10.While in my dream try to keep control of my emotions.
11.When I wake up, lie on my back with my eyes closed and mentally gather all the details of my dream. Slowly get up and write down dream in dream journal.
12.Repeat steps 3-11 if still tired. If not, go back to step 1 and repeat.

I also need to work on finding a comfortable and consistant position to sleep in. Working on these adjustments, I'm sure I'll find success tonight!

Throughout the last few days, my technique has been working reasonably well. But, seeing some flaws in my technique, I want to make it better. My main flaws are that some nights I'm too mentally tired and therefore lack the awareness to get lucid, in my dreams I lack control, and occasionally my dreams will end because I lose control over my emotions, usually due to frustration. I revised my technique somewhat to address these flaws. I believe it will work. If it doesn't I could go back to my old technique. This new technique is designed to help me consistantly find the proper awareness to get lucid in my dreams and to improve my dream control and stablity. It's perhaps a bit extreme but I believe I could be consistant with it.

My Technique
1.During my day, practice all day awareness and work on my visualization when I can.
2.Wait until I naturally yawn to go to bed. Review my dream goals in my dream journal.
3.Lie in my bed and clear my mind. Once mind is clear, take 10 deep breaths while mentally counting each one.
4.Lie on my side, close my eyes, take 10 more deep breaths while counting each one.
5.Take 290 slow breaths, trying to relax my body and mind more with each one. Count each breath as well. If I lose count, I get up from bed, work to increase my awareness and start over.
6.Think,"The next thing I see will be a dream".
7.Think,"Here comes the dream" in between breaths until the dream starts.
8.Look at my hands and say,"stabilize now". Increase clarity if neccesary by saying "increase clarity".
9.Say, "This is my dream, I'm in control, and anything's possible."
10.Stabilize every minute or so by rubbing my hands and saying, "stabilize now, anything's possible".
11.While in my dream try to keep control of my emotions.
12.When I wake up, lie on my back with my eyes closed and mentally gather all the details of my dream. Slowly get up and write down dream in dream journal.
13.Repeat steps 3-12 if still tired. If not, go back to step 1 and repeat.


My dream goals right now is simply improving my teleporting, summoning, and telekinesis skills in baby steps. I've already mastered flying.

I found out the girl I refered too in Lucid #5 quit her job! That makes me want to summon her even more. Luckily my work still has a good depth of attractive young female co-workers to keep my eyes happy, so to speak.

I've already yawned while writing this. Time to go to bed!

[Wednesday, 19th, 2012] [After Midnight- before I had fallen asleep]
I turned off the lights, turned on the LSD dose from iDoser (a binaural beat that induces a drugs effects), and lied down with headphones. I folded a shirt over my eyes and I zoned out and began counting down from 847. After awhile I became more and more relaxed, letting my mind become numb... I would recount numbers and forget where I was and restart at random numbers- this is when I knew I was in a trance. I felt detatched slightly... and tried imagining something.

I imagined myself in a blank white room. Suddenly a potted plant appeared in the center. It grew and grew and grew until it became a Venus Fly Trap plant of giant proportions. It ate "me". But it was just the body, the vessel, for my consciousness- I understood this and made a new one, and walked up to the plant. "You are simply a creation of mine and you cannot hurt me. I love you because I created you." The plant did not try to hurt me again. I walked through the wall to the left with such force, it shattered reality. The scenery outside the white room was a beautiful beach scene; the sun just setting a dark red velvet and vibrant orange against a dark navy sky and ocean. I was high in the air, far above the smooth sand or the water, but I was walking on air, on invisible pulsating steps. I walked a distance and then decided to travel along the pulsating steps like monkey bars. I dropped down so that my hands could hold on to the level where my feet just were and I pulled myself along as if they WERE monkey bars. Still pulsating a clear crystal light.

At that moment I reinvented the scenery. I was in a blank room again, but this time I was seated behind a table. I invited my subconscious and/or dream guide to appear and they did. Four figures walked in through the door instantly and each took a seat on the opposite side of the table. I made note of their appearance first... on the far left was a fiery feline female with fiery-colored hair, a mix of orange, red, and yellow. Second, was a huge muscular, black-iron-armorered figure with a fiery green skull with flames licking high into the air. Third from the left was a human walking-stick. Almost simply put, a bamboo man. Just a stick of bamboo going straight up into the air. Last, on the very right- I couldn't make them out very well. It was as if they were invisible, and I could only sense their Galka like presense.

I announced the reason for this gathering first, speaking in a pronoun that was mixture of I and We: "I/We are in a state of great confusion and despair. I/We are broken and must do something. We must become one, and work together to solve the problems we face." I stopped after the sentence and asked if anyone would be willing to finish my sentence due to how cloudy my conscious mind was. The 1st aspect chimed in and tried to finish, as my conscious mind jumped into her body- I saw from her eyes and began to talk... but trailed off, most likely because I, without meaning to, took control of her. Someone else chimed in right after, it was the 4th invisible Galkan aspect... I don't remember what he said, but it was full of force and meaning... and it made perfect sense. After he finished I stressed the importance of lucid dreaming: "It would be beneficial to US to lucid dream. We could solve a great deal from it and the daily link between all of us. We need to lucid dream." I was conditioning all of us- we all knew that I was hypnotizing the whole room. I was strengthening the importance of my conscious mind being present in dreams. After this I asked: "Okay, so who are you?" I was referring to each individual aspect of me. The first, the female aspect spoke up immediately: "I'm your female side, and I'm the one who emits light! I keep you on track and keep you afloat with joy!". I believed every word she spoke. I turned my attention to the stick. It radiated the answer: "I am your intellect. Your intelligence. The one who collects wisdom and shares it with everyone here." I couldn't sense a strong color from him. The next to speak was the ghostly presense of the armored man. He spoke something like this: "I am the one who keeps you alive. I know what you need- I make the hard decisions that benefit you, that you don't want to make." I understood. He was the line that knew when he was crossed. I looked at the invisible aspects seat- but never got an answer.

"Are you my dream guide?" There was no reply.

I was thrust back out of my imagination and into reality. I could feel a slight tingling sensation all over and I felt slightly detatched from my body. Thinking about this re-inforced my attatchment and I was back in my room again, listening to the vibrations in my headphones. I lied there for awhile and until the crackling in the headphones that's ALWAYS there kind of made my neck-hairs stand and I had to sit up. I sat up slowly and looked around. I could DEFINITELY feel something. The room was dark, but I could see exceptionally well. The clock on the wall was stretching and breathing. The whole room was stretching and breathing! I put my hands up in front of my face and I can't explain how alien my movements were... I felt like I was viewing from far, far away. I looked down at my blanket and it resembled a tangled mess of brain. The light coming under the door pulsated gently a light green mixed with turqoise. The patterns on the pillow moved like vines- just like in Fear and Loathing's Casino Carpets. The wall to my right was Tiger striped; shadows dashed ever-so-carefully across the white. The entire room was a calming, breathing dark mess of storage- it was new to me, as if I had never been there before. I brought my hands up to my face again, not exactly sure what I was doing, and I drew a cross on my left palm with my right index, then drew a circle on my right palm- then I clasped my hands together gently.

The dose still going on- I got impatient and took my headphones off. I heard a noise that did NOT exist in real life. My computer was making it... it sounded as if it was some sort of alien technology... making vibrating laser beam sounds. Like a woobawoobawoobawooba, but much faster and much higher pitched. I knew it was just my brain being confused from the binaural beats, but it was still fun to listen to. I crawled across my bed and crawled into the computer's chair and turned the screen on... after a few seconds of another strange feeling, I sobered up and typed this.

This has been my first night of regular sleep since working overnight. Last night was quite a bit out of the ordinary, starting out by waking up roughly 3 hours after going to bed. No dreams were recorded though; I could not recall any for some reason. The neat thing though is that 3 hours of sleep felt longer. It was actually pretty nice. Other than that, I woke up a few other times with no recall at all. Hope I keep this up when I can get my routine fixed.

This one's kind of awkward LOL. Firstly, I wasn't even fully asleep. I could still feel my body in bed. But whatever I was portraying in my mind seemed real. Like It was a dream, but I was still awake. And I remember that if I didn't focus enough, it would go away. The setting was a shower. I wasn't actually in it, but I tried to imagine the sound of the shower going, hoping that my girlfriend was in it so that we could... Nevermind LOL. The point is... I was half awake, and half asleep. And dreaming at the same time. What is this?! It was a dream, no doubt about that. But what exactly is this? Half dreaming? My body was not fully asleep, I could feel my body laying in my bed. But my mind kept dreaming...

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I had one dream last night that I took a shower and my hair dye washed out (I currently have semi-permanent dye in my hair IWL; it's supposed to last a couple weeks). I had another dream that there was a whiteboard with some Latin words/phrases and their English translations on it; some of the words seemed Latin-ish with weird definitions, and other words were just weird. Then, someone erased all that and started drawing the Mane Six (from MLP:FiM). They just drew the ponies' heads, but then they drew a full-body pic of Applejack. For some reason, I thought Molly (my cat, who died a couple years ago) would be jealous because only Applejack got a full-body pic.