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I remember two dreams from last night.

In my first dream, I’m outside of a house. Someone is telling me that there is an animal of some kind (a raccoon, squirrel or opossum) up in the attic of this house that makes an awful racket at night when people are trying to sleep. Me and another guy (unknown…but in the dream I know he is a friend) are going to try and catch whatever it is. Funny thing about the house, though, is that the front outside wall is missing so we are able to climb ladders and access the attic from outside. When I get to the top of my ladder, I look inside and spot something moving – it’s a small monkey, like the kind you see with organ grinders. He seems friendly, so I coax him over and grab him with one hand. This startles him and at first I think he’s going to bite me. I winch in anticipation, but the bite never comes. So I take the monkey and toss him outside onto the ground, then climb down the ladder. But when I turn to look at the monkey, I see that it is no longer alive and has somehow transformed into a toy stuffed monkey.

In my second dream, I’m driving a van and there are a couple of guys I don’t know in the van with me. We also have two women with us but they seem to each be sealed in some kind of big, square plastic bag filled with water. They are both alive and angry and demanding to be let out. I know somehow that we have kidnapped them and are driving someplace. One of the men in the van is angry with me because we are driving close to a news van/crew and he’s afraid they will be able to see inside our van and see and/or film the two women being held hostage. But I reassure him that I’m swerving in such a way that the news crew won’t be able to see them.

That’s all I remember from the second dream. I need to work on my RC’s throughout the day because, as crazy as some of my dreams are, there is no reason why I should not be recognizing them as dreams.

[COLOR="red"]Lucid[/COLOR]
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[COLOR="silver"]This time when I went to WILD, I had an sleepmask on me and I had my eyes open behind it, so all I saw was darkness. I started to go through my day with eyes open, to relax myself. Then I pictured myself getting to a location and I felt my body "yawning" not like the sleep paralysis wave but my body was starting to become fully relaxed. And here I lost consciousnes... Although I woke up shortly after and I felt my nose was itching on the tip. I thought this was the test signal or something, but then I was overwhelmed with the feeling of failure. I kept still, but I thought that I had already failed, so I gave up.
But I hadn't moved my body, so I hadn't failed the failure was that I gave up. I then fell asleep normally.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I were in my school and some girls that I know asked me if I wanted to play soccer, and I said "Nah I have to go" and they inisisted "Come man it will be fun!" and I stayed. Then I suddenly blacked out and wake up in my bed, but there is three girls laying there! How the f*ck did I thought I was awake... it was an odd false awakening. and I went back to sleep.
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[COLOR="blue"]I remembered more on the awakening, but I didn't write it down, so now I have forget what i dreamt.[/COLOR]

Note: Subway trains and broken staircases - most often, staircases under construction - are frequent images in my dreams.

The university / multilevel shopping mall with a Starbucks is also a frequently recurring dream theme.

I'm with Karin, my best friend from elementary school, a Swedish blonde who was very popular with the boys in later years while I was her ugly friend. Two boys from our class are there. We're all adults and we're talking about going for lunch. I'm having trouble with something (perhaps parking my car?) so I lag behind as they start for a lunch place. Karin waves at me as she goes toward the university because she has a class in an hour. I decide I'd rather go to Starbucks in the university than tag behind Robbie and David to go to some fast-food place full of stuff I can't eat. So I veer off and go into the mall / university looking for the Starbucks, hoping to find it in the hour I have before class.

Unfortunately, I enter the complex and find myself in a stuffy furniture store section that appears to have no way out to the rest of the mall. I do see a staircase that seems to be under construction. I see that some steps are there. I ignore it and keep looking. I find a set of concrete steps leading down into another hallway, but as I approach the crevice I find that the steps are against the wall and I'm standing next to a vertical drop. I'll have to jump to reach the stairs. I decide to put my handbag down and try it. A passer-by is urging me on. I throw myself against the wall and land on a step. The passer-by cheers me and then makes as if to throw my handbag to me, but he considers this a moment and then runs off with my handbag. I have no way to get back up there to chase him. For a moment I wonder whether I can make him come back and throw me my handbag, but then I dismiss that as unrealistic.

I go down the steps and I'm on a subway platform. I don't know whether the train is going to take me south or north. If north, I'll end up in the Starbucks section of the mall. If south, I'm out of luck. A train comes and nearly knocks me over. I don't get on it. I leave through a doorway...

...and find myself under a very low ceiling about to crawl out through a small opening that looks like a bird's tail. In a moment I realize I'm under a plane!! I panic and scramble to get out. A worker is there and tells me I shouldn't even be anywhere near the runway. I ask the worker how to get to Starbucks and he tells me to just go through that door behind him. I head toward it. That's when I wake up.

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[COLOR="silver"]This time I also put on a sleep mask, don't know why it was just for fun. I started to think "Ok now I am going to think about my day, the first that happend was" ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

Well I need to find a better methpd to prevent my mind from falling asleep. I think that any thought will do as long as it keeps my mind busy. [/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I were looking at a wall somewhere in my house. One guy and two girls were pointing at the wall and screaming "Oh my God it's a cockroach!". I looked at the wall and saw that it wasn't a cockroach, but a supersized wood-louse.
It was enormous, but I knew that they aren't dangerous, so I took a stick and made it fell down to the floor and it crawled up into a ball. I took a giant piece of paper (I have no idea where that come from) and I put the wood-louse on it and then I bringed it outside.

I were now standing on a green and I looked at my hands.[/COLOR] [COLOR="red"] I was now awared of that I was dreaming, I remembered to rub my hands and then I did the "butt-ground" stabilisation that I had done before. I was now a little more aware of the dream, but as usual... I didn't stabilised enough. and I lost myself in the dream[/COLOR] [COLOR="blue"]I started to fly and heard police sirens and I started to think that this was the dream chasing me down, because they don't want me to be lucid. althoug I wasn't anymore.. But I still thought this way. I landed on the ground and started running, now I saw normal people walking down the street and I realised that every person here is a potential enemy and I have to watch out for people with guns, because if an agent takes over that body, I am screwed, I can't dodge bullets like Neo.

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I now saw a man with a black suit and a earpiece. I started to run. I ran passed a police with a gun, and heard the sound of him morphing into an agen as I run. I then remembered I can fly away from them. So I jumped up into the air and heard the guns fire at me, but they missed. I flew into a house, some kind of never ending stairs were there. I saw my friend David and I told him that we have to run. So we ran up the stairs, and we started to feel the house rotating, so the stairs that we were running up from was we now falling down from, we had to decide every move and adapt to the house rotation. We heard an agent laugh outside the building.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]Then I woke up, but I was aware of that I had woke up. So I tried to DEILD, but nothing happend..
It might have been an awakening, but I didn't reality check. From now on I am going to get out of bed on every awakening and reality check. Deild is nice, but I am going to see how man false awakening I really have, and not make them a false awakening anymore.[/COLOR]

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My dad, my sister Bren, and I are in a department store. I've just completely defied the family by refusing to go to an all-day Mennonite church service and opting to hang out with the backsliders in the Mennonite Social Club instead. I'm refusing to say I'm sorry, and I'm telling my father he can't boss me around. I'm trying to get them to follow me to the Mennonite Social Club to show them that it isn't sinful. My father starts chasing me and hitting me with his fists. There's nothing in the Bible that specifically says he can't do that. I cower and try to protect myself. I yell at passers-by, "Help! Please call the police!" but no one helps, they just stare. I finally get away and he orders me, "Get in the car!" I say no. I keep refusing and I leave. Then my father starts to get flirty and cajoling. He calls me his little girl. I don't like the way he looks at me. He goes off to look at the rest of the store, and then he shows up again with a sly smile, saying, "I tricked you. You thought I'd left you. But here I am." I run away. I find a clothing store manager and tell her everything that's going on. She says we'll have to find store security and they will report it to the police. I'm just trying to GET it to the police, and no one seems willing to help me so far. The store manager finds one of her bosses and I tell her the story. They all say, "You poor child," and try to console me, but I can see they're also too freaked out to want to get involved. I go back to the part of the store where Bren and my dad were waiting. I see a note from Bren about where dinner is, etc. and they've gone home. I look around and there are a bunch of presents to unwrap! It's also a living room display, so it looks like it's my own apartment. I learn from security that I'll be allowed to stay in the store overnight and to help myself to any products I may need, such as toothpaste or shampoo. I'm happy. I discover that Bren has left a stick of chocolate licorice to make up for anything my father did. I still want to report my father, but I'm enjoying the comforts of this home display and considering just letting things be and accepting the gifts of material comforts and security. Someone shows up with "sexual intent vision" glasses to spot any illicit intentions on the part of my dad during his next appearance. I wear them too when my father shows up the next day, but I worry because I'm not good at pointing the camera while hiding that I'm wearing them. I'd also be punished severely for that unthinkable level of defiance toward my parents. That's when I wake up with an intense vascular headache and feeling sick to my stomach.

Real-life note: My father hit me, but never sexually abused me. He would be horrified and devastated if he ever knew that at 14, I was generally terrified that he might cross that line. I suffer from PTSD related to treatment by my parents and bullying in school. Also, I needed extra Clonazepam (extra-dosed under medical advice) to get to sleep last night because I'd run out of Mirapex.

Had several dreams last night, some of them fragments.

In my first dream (fragment), I am at a hotel or office somewhere with some friends of mine. All I remember from it is that I had several bumps or welts on my face, neck and arms, like from a bug bite. But on closer inspection, the bumps seem to each have a little window on top of them and inside you can see tiny mechanical or electronic components. They look something like small Borg implants from the TV series Star Trek: The Next Generation.

An interesting side note: I actually AM staying at a hotel right now in Roatan, Honduras. And you have to constantly stay sprayed down with insect repellent because there are these little no-see-um bugs that bite and leave welts like mosquitoes. I’ve been lucky and haven’t gotten bitten but some other guests at the hotel are covered in bug bites.

In my next dream, my soon-to-be-ex wife and I are in a car and I’m driving us somewhere. When my wife finds out what route I took, she makes a comment that I should have taken a different route because it’s much shorter coming that way from where we live. I agree with her and suggest that next time we use her Garmin and follow the route it tells us to go. She likes that idea. This dream seems to repeat itself a couple of times, or maybe we’re just going to different places.

In my last dream, I am riding a bicycle. I had parked my truck and was trying out riding my bicycle from where I had parked my truck to a specific point, either work or home, I don’t remember. There is another man on a bike following behind me and he gradually catches up to me, since he’s going a little faster than I am. We greet each other and I explain to him what I’m doing, telling him I’m doing it to get more exercise. He tells me that’s a good idea and we end up giving each other advice and pointers about riding on the roads. I stop at a point along the way to meet some friends and eat lunch (or dinner) and invite the man inside to join me. As I’m inside, taking to some friends about a book I just read, I notice that the man I invited in has the exact same book in his hand. I don’t remember the title or author of the book, but I think it’s about bike riding.

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[COLOR="silver"]This night I tried to WILD before normal sleep. I have heard that it is impossible, but I was thinking and thought, if we can
be aware of a dream, to be lucid in that sense. And still be able to rest, wouldn't it be possible to stay have the mind awake the whole night and let the body rest. This is called Yoga Nidra "Conscious sleep". I have allways told myself that a dream is just a thought, but a vivid thought and I have even seen my thoughts become a dream in a WBTB DEILD.
So if I can just stay aware until my thoughts, become vivid then it should be possible.
I considered the problem of staying awake long enough for that to happend, but I came up with an idea to keep my mind busy and to totally forget about my physical body.

I like visualization, and day dreaming in that sense. I thought that if a dream is a vivid thought, then a thought must still be the closest to a dream that I can come while being awake. So my method to keep my mind busy is to daydream, but not the nornal way. Usually when we day dream we think about something and associate it with something else and suddenly we think about anything and then we fall asleep.

I started out by going through memories of my day in my mind, as detailed as possible. When this was done I assumed that I was perfectly relaxed, my body felt numb and uncomfortable feelings started to appear. Now I pretended that I was going to separate from my physical body into my non-physical body, pretend that I WILD so to speak.

So I visualised that I went out of my bed and I chosed two objects in each room in my house to explore.
And when I come to the kitchen I started to lose consiousnes from time to time, but I returned to the visualisation.
Eventually I lost it completely and I had a dream.
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[COLOR="blue"]I were in my school and this dream was boring, because it was just about a normal schoolday.
Then I was walking home from that schooldream and suddenly I realised that it was a dream.[/COLOR]
[COLOR="red"]I didn't stabilise I was not aware enough in my mind to do that for some reason, instead I looked around and were surprised that I remembered this much from the real world, because it was a real location.
I took pace and ran and jumped and started to fly, I have had many fly dreams now so I had enough confidence to control this flying. And this time I decided to fly to the universe! When I were up there and saw the starts and the empty black space I started to accelarate and it almost felt like falling. And I fell and fell and suddenly I was back in my bed.[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]I heard my mom screaming "Your dad is shopping clothes!". "In the middle of the night?!" I said surprised. "Yeah go back to sleep" she said. And when I did I woke up for real...[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]On my real awakening I did a reality check and I was now awake. I looked at the clock and it was now 4.40, so I went back to sleep.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I was now standing in my tv room and a person I don't really like was laying on the couch and eating popcorn, this was a weird dream and I don't really remember it.

Then I was walking into a Chinese store, I looked at a t-shirt and it was a cool background and a text saying "Zhore".
I then saw a bowl of red balls, I asked what it was and the person behind the disk said "Dragoneggs" and then I woke up.[/COLOR]


[COLOR="silver"]I will make a new attempt to WILD today, but if I fail which I probably will I have an alarm to WBTB.[/COLOR]

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I wasn't really able to write these down until now, I just had lots of things to do.
I have noticed that my dream recall has been acting a bit weird over the past few days.
I just seem to remember a ton of dreams, though most of them are very vague and fragmented.
My dreams don't seem to be more vivid or any longer though, so I'm not really sure if it's "better".
Nevertheless it feels weird remembering like ~10 different fragments a day.
These are a few interesting ones.



Totm Attempt #1: Butterfly
I WILD during an afternoon nap, trying to complete the Totm.
I'm quite confident that I'll manage to succeed on the first try.

My dream starts on "the beach".
For some reason some of my WILD's randomly seem to start out on this beach.
It always looks the same, and it is always dusk.
I remember the Totm and approach the water in order to walk on it.
This is going to be easy I have done this many times before.

But as I approach the beach I suddenly spot a butterfly.
It is extremely colorful, with very colorful and vivid patterns on its wings.
It's emitting glowing particles.
I follow it, intrigued as to where it is going and completely forget about the Totm.


Totm Attempt #2:
I have another dream of being lost in an unknown hotel.
I become lucid and remember the Totm.
The dream is unstable and I'm not thinking very clearly.
Instead of stabilizing, I start running around aimlessly, attempting to find a water surface.
The dream quickly fades to black and ends.


The hibiscus girl:
I had another dream about the hibiscus girl: Another mysterious woman / Emotional and sensory overload - Dream Journals - Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views
Unfortunately my recall of it is quite bad.

This time we are on the surface of another planet.
She has a red hibiscus attached to her left ear, looking very similar to the one drawn on her bikini last time.
We're having a discussion, I demand to know who she is.
She refuses to tell me though.
It seems clear by now that she is reading my DJ, I'm considering that she might be a DV member.
I make the comment that she has an "unfair advantage" over me, because she's able to read my DJ, yet I know nothing about her.

But she keeps denying my requests, and says that she likes being in control.
I remember that last time she was able to drag me to another place by simply looking into my eyes.
I attempt to do the same thing to her, and manage to drag her to the beach.

This surprises her quite a bit, but it also seems to amuse her.
I say that I never stated that I write everything down in my online DJ, she might be in for a few surprises.
She makes a comment that makes me believe that this is some sort of game to her.
I somehow understand this reasoning though and begin to share it.


Totm Attempt #3:
I decide to attempt the Totm yet again. I'm determined to complete both tasks.
I do it during an afternoon nap yet again since I had some success last time, except that I got distracted.

Surprisingly, I enter the dream on the beach yet again.
This time I decide to stabilize the dream though, and calm my mind.
I rub my hands and slowly approach the sea.
I feel the sand beneath my toes. It's still moderately warm.

For some reason I'm a bit nervous as I start walking on the water surface.
Oddly enough I seem to be afraid to fail, even though I've done it many times before.
Fortunately, it works flawlessly.
I walk on the water, deeper into the sea with my arms stretched out for additional balance.

Alright, so far so good, controlling elements is next.
I look at my right hand and make it catch on fire.
This is quite straightforwards as I have manipulated fire many times before.
But what other element could I possibly manipulate?
Water...? No. That's probably too hard.

I create an arc of lightning between two of my fingers.
I think that I have completed the Totm for a moment, but then realize that lighting isn't exactly one of the 4 elements.
What were the other ones again?
Fire, Water... Earth? I wouldn't know what to do with earth...
Wind it is.

I compress some of the air around me into my right fist and release it forwards.
This creates a shock and air is propelled forwards.
The pressure upsets the water surface.

I'm not really satisfied with the result though.
I do the same thing again, this time compressing much more air.
This time it creates a small tornado, that runs flat over the water surface.
It lifts some of it up and sprays it all over the place.

I'm quite satisfied, and happy that I managed to complete both tasks within a single dream.
I decide to dive into the sea to see if I'll find something interesting, but it doesn't take long until I wake up.


Destiny:
After a long time, I've started having dream fragments of "Destiny" yet again: Recurring dream about a spaceship mission to find extraterrestrial life. - Dream Journals - Lucid Dreaming - Dream Views
None of them drove "the plot" forward though.
I was always on board the Destiny completing a random task.
My memories of the dream fragments are quite vague.

At first when I woke up, I only remembered one dream. But as I was recalling the one I had just had before waking up to go to the bathroom, a couple of dreams I had had earlier suddenly popped into my head.

In my first dream, I’m in the cafeteria or snack bar of what looks like a high school. I’m trying to get myself a soft drink but I’m having difficulty. The students have one way of getting and paying for food and drinks, but I am a visitor and have to use a different method. There are special cups and lids that I have to use and, while trying to get myself a cup, lid and straw, I end up knocking everything onto the floor. I pick everything up and try to put them all back the way they were, all the while conscious of the fact that one of the students is watching me. But I feel like some kind of idiot because at first I pick them up and or/stack them wrong and I know the student watching me knows this. I finally get everything back the way it was and go to the machine to fill my drink. The machine is large and rectangular, like most coke machines in the waking world. This one is painted white, with a red vertical rectangle on the lower right side and matches the design on the cup I have; that’s how I know which machine to use. There are about 10 different buttons on top and a single slot in the bottom where you place your cup to be filled. I want to get diet coke, but don’t know which button to press because, while a couple of the buttons have the type of drink listed on it, most of them don’t. One even just has a gum wrapper instead of a drink label. So I look around, trying to see if I can find a student to see if they can tell me which button is diet coke.

In my next dream, I’m in a convenience store walking up to the cashier. As I’m approaching, a young man with a mohawk and carrying a floor waxer is climbing out from behind the counter and leaving the store. There is a small crowd of customers gathered around and as the man leaves the store, they all applaud the cashier behind the counter, who happens to be a friend of mine from work. I look outside and see the man walking back to a truck parked in the street outside and there are two or three other men with him. The man with the mohawk is angry and saying something to his friends. Suddenly he turns around and tries to run back into the store but his friends restrain him. At this point, I notice that the street is all torn up, like somebody dug up all the concrete in different places. It suddenly dawns on me that the men outside are some kind of con men, who go around contracting with different businesses to do different jobs but don’t actually do the job (or do it badly), then demand to be paid anyway. I turn to my friend behind the counter and say, “Let me guess; they tried to con you into paying them to wax your floor”. To which my friend replied, “And he didn’t even do anything.” All the other people had been applauding my friend for making the man leave the store. But I am worried that the man and his friends will come back and harm (or even kill) my friend.

In my last dream, I’m in a kind of club with a bunch of people, including Danny DeVito, who seems to be in charge. There is a girl standing up on a small stage, wearing heels, shorts and a sleeveless button down top. She appears to be new to the place and a little bit nervous because she is auditioning to be a stripper and has to take her clothes off in front of us as part of the audition. After a little coaxing from the crowd, she finally removes her top and her shorts. I notice that her breasts, while not very big, have large nipples and areolas, which I find very attractive. Some of the other men in the crowd make favorable comments as well and one man even follows her when she leaves the stage to go into a small office. At this point I get the idea to “pass the hat” and collect a bunch of small change and give it to Danny DeVito, telling him that they are the tips the crowd gave the girl. My reasoning behind this is that Danny thinks the girl will make him lots of money but by giving him just a bunch of loose change, it’ll be like playing a joke on him. As one man pulls out a pocket full of coins, I notice that they look strange. They don’t look like regular American quarters, dimes and nickels. The backs of all the coins have little full color flowery borders on them, with a little poem or quotation inside of it. I can’t recall what it said but I remember taking offense at one of the quotes, since it doesn’t seem very patriotic or American. One of the guys standing around assures me that the quote is correct and has every right to be on the coin. I then give the money to someone and tell them to give it to Danny DeVito. But when they come back, the person tells me that Danny wasn’t in the office, just the girl was, and so he gave the money to her. He says she was resting and didn’t look at the money; she just looked up from the couch and said, “Thank you” when he told her it was her tip money. At this point I am angry because the joke didn’t go over as I had planned and because the girl will most likely be offended when she sees how little money is there. At this point I wake up.

I want to point out that the man who tells me the quote on the coin is okay is a friend of mine who lives in another state. We belong to the same scuba diving club and only see each other when we go on scuba diving trips. We are on such a trip right now.

Lucidity: 8/10
Vividness: 8/10
Length: ~3 Min.

I was staring at my door when I felt my body go numb, it felt like my body was moving on its own. Then I saw one of my friends walk across the door, there was lava behind her also, so I went through the door and followed her. There was a long passage way and I went outside, the sun was out. It was very bright, I remember doing something but I don't know what it was.

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12-9-11 from 2:00 - 7:00 8:00 - 10:00

Remember some things. I was browsing this forum and there was a lot of activity by Omnis Dei. Something tells me he was on acid yesterday? Because his name shifted from Omnis Dei to Lysergic. Let me know. I'm having prophetic dreams lately. Fact that he gave me a "like" on my thread while i was sleeping makes it more puzzling.
Also, i didn't know what the word lysergic means before this dream . i had to look it up.

Dreamed of logging in on msn and having a message in the "Type a message for ur friends" bar. But i don't remember what it was.

I dreamed that this girl i know. Who i saw at a club yesterday. She invited me to her home a few miles from here. I told her i don't know where she lives. She said, you do. And i remembered i brought her home once. I do know where she lives. I think i accepted. Had to fix my bike first tho, i had a flat dream tire. I think i recall riding outside her house trying to find the place. Nothing more.

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[COLOR="silver"]This time I woke up sometime in the middle of the night. I didn't wanted to move so I didn't watched the time.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]My dreams have been so vivid nowadays, it almost feels like I am aware of my subconscious actions.
For example I would never ever think of killing a man, but I had a dream about stabbing a man with a knife, and I was aware of it. It feels like I experience another persons life. But I am aware of what I am doing, although I don't know it's a dream.
One simple reality check could solve everything... Anyway this dream I were on a bus and it seems like this was a schoolbus.
I see two hot girls smiling at me. They giggle, then one of them puts her hand on my lap! In the dream I welcomed that hand. But then the bus stopped and my dream personality changed and the environment changed. I stepped out of the bus and we were now on a beach. Two girls from my real school were there. I was only wearing underwear and was going to change to swimming shorts, but I was embarrassed to change infront of them. Then I just thought "Screw it" And I just changed.
Then I was going to impress everyone by jumping into the cold water frst. So I took pace and dived into the water.
In the water I had no control at all. The stram took me farther and farther away from the beach until I couldn't see it anymore.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]Then I woke up. I believe in Sigmund Freuds theory that we dream about stuff that we are not allowed to think of in the real life. But even in the dream we are ashamed so it disguise itself with symbols.
If I was going to interpret this dream it's easy. The first dream I associate with sex...
The second I associate with a girl I like and how embarrassed I am when I am with her.
Anyway I am going to start affirming that I will do a reality check before I fall asleep and these vivid dreams might become a lucid one.[/COLOR]

I went to bed last night at 11:30, and I woke up this morning at 2:00 AM. I just KNOW that I had been dreaming, which is really weird, because that's way to early for me to be dreaming. The REM part of my sleep-cycle takes four hours at least to really get working, yet I had been dreaming.
Conclusion: I had a dream in layer 1, 2, or 3 of my sleep cycle.
An odd occurrence, indeed.

[This is another catchup post.]

Non-lucid dream, [Commentary made while awake]

Night of September 8-9

I wake up in my current bedroom. I go down the stairs and look at a digital clock. As I look at it, it changes from 1:07 [or something like that] to 5:07. I know I have to get up for the day at 5:15 [this was actually true in real life, since it was a Friday morning], but I'm still feeling sleepy, so I decide to just go back to bed for those last 8 minutes. I go back up the stairs and go back to sleep.

I wake up in a different bedroom, in a two-story house [that might or might not have been House #2, I'm not sure]. I go downstairs, and there's a social gathering just getting started. A bunch of my [present-day] friends from church are just arriving at the house. I get into a conversation with my mom and PB on the subject of how important it is to always eat everything on one's plate. My mom says that her father always used to tell her to clean her plate. I say that I learned that it was good manners to do so from reading Laura Ingalls Wilder's books when I was a little girl.

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Side notes:

When I woke up for real, I was pretty mad at myself for having missed two false awakenings, one of them involving the classic dream sign of a digital clock changing the time it displays.

Right after I woke up from this dream, my memory of the exact words of the conversation I had had in the dream was much clearer than my memory of conversations in dreams usually is. I'm writing this on the evening of the following day, though, so I don't remember it as well. The story about me reading Laura Ingalls Wilder as a child and learning lessons about manners and etiquette from her books is true, and comes directly from my real life. My mom has never actually told me that specific story about her and her father – my mind just made it up, but it is consistent with his personality.

[This is a catchup post.]

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

Night of August 31-September 1

[Fragment] I still have the box I shipped out via FedEx yesterday, for some reason.

I'm outside and lucid. I try to start flying, but am unable to. I move to another spot where I have an unobstructed view of the sky, and try taking off again. This time, I succeed. I think, I have to be looking up at the sky at about a 40-degree angle in order to fly - no, I don't! If I think that's true, then it will be! I can't set limits on it like that!

There is a large playground where I am. I fly toward it and, to my own slight surprise, am able to fly right through all the playground equipment intangibly, with no trouble at all. I get to see the dark-gray interior cross-sections of the upright pieces of the structure. I think, Oh, heck yeah. When I get all the way through the playground, I fly up to get an overview of the landscape.

September 4, 2011

I'm at my current house. My mom has come over to visit. She's sitting on the couch in the living room. [The living-room furniture is set up in a mirror image of how it is in real life. The couch is facing the outside wall of the house, rather than being up against that wall.] I'm upstairs, looking down into the living room. I jump down the stairs and float gently down onto the ground floor, in full view of my mom and all the other guests downstairs, not caring this time about being seen using my dream abilities by my DCs. None of them take any notice of what I've just done or comment on it as being strange. [I don't remember how this dream began, or how or when I realized I was dreaming, but I definitely knew I was.]

I sit down in an armchair to visit with my mom. We're talking about what it's like for me to be on my own, whether I'm lonely, whether I miss her. She asks me, “Do you ever dream about me?” I say, “Yes.” I decide I don't want to tell her that I'm dreaming about her right now and she's just a DC, though. She continues talking to me about dreams. While she's talking, I notice that she has one or two extra digits on each hand, but I decide not to point this out to her, either. I just find it interesting. I didn't know that that could happen to DCs, too.

[Different dream, later on.] I'm in a house somewhere, with my family. We're getting ready to go out to a movie, for which someone else is buying the tickets. I take my phone out of my purse to check it. It's my smartphone that I have in real life. I've set it to display my name as “Danny Boletino,” the name of a character in a heist movie, just for the fun of it.

I'm in another room of that same house, having a quiet conversation with my boss about fishing. He's surprised to learn that the last time I went fishing with him and his family was the first time I'd ever been fishing. I also tell him that I want to go fishing with them again, because I want to get better at it.

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Side notes:

Lots of day residue here. I saw my mom yesterday, and we had company over at our house. However, my mom did not really come over to my house; I saw her elsewhere. Also, one of the last threads I was this one, about looking at your hands to RC or stabilize the dream, so I'm not surprised that that showed up in my dream.

Neat. That's the first time my new smartphone has shown up in one of my dreams. It's been exactly two weeks since I got it, which is also exactly how long it took me to have my first false awakening in my new house after I moved into it (see this DJ entry). Evidently, two weeks is how long it takes for my my unconscious mind to accept something as normal and start incorporating it into my dreams.