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Round 1 of Dreams

There was something with a woman who had a beard. <<personal info>>There was a part where <<personal info>> was rapping at the front door of <<personal info>>. I remember being pretty impressed by his lyrics. I told him they were good rhymes, and that I could never rap like that. Especially because I would be too nervous. Then I gave everyone these graph paper notebooks to use as log books. Some had little bits written in some of the squares but most were empty. I remember the blue graph paper lines.

Then there was this thing where a woman was attacking me and some other people. I had a job at the school to clear the snow. I was shoveling the school drive way, thinking that the snow really needs to be shoveled now, before it hardens up and becomes more difficult to shovel later on. I remember seeing a line in the snow where I had dug out the snow so far.

Then I had a job in the locker rooms, to collect people’s towels. There was a Hispanic man who didn’t want to give back his towel, for me to wash it. There was this idea of A V G, C V G and S V G but I forgot what they pertained to. Something to do with my job.

The woman seemed to be attacking me. I was scared. She was quite fierce! She was mad because she wanted me to “Change”. Due to her intimidation, I was like, “Okay! I’ll do whatever you want!” And she kissed me on the lips. So then I was in a daze from having received a kiss.

In this daze, I was sitting with my Aunt <<personal info>> and Nana. I had the sense Nana was smoking, so I kept my distance, to avoid second hand smoke. But it seemed like that’s what the woman wanted me to change. Stop being so mad about the smoke smell. I guess I felt less angry at that moment. <<personal info>>was also there.

I woke up from those and thought them through. My recall was pretty good for the first round of dreams. It was around 1 or 2 A M when I woke up from them. Because I have laid in bed for hours without sleeping the last few nights, after waking up at this time, I didn’t go right back to bed. I kept the lights off, but I did a really intensive stretching or “yoga” routine. I made sure to stay up until I was exhausted. Then, I fell asleep more easily, probably around 3 A M. Much better than laying there with insomnia until 4 or 5 A M.

Round 2 of Dreams

Due in part to the stretching, I fell asleep more consciously. I dreamed that I was in my Nana’s room, as if it were my own bedroom. The lights were on in the room, but it was dark outside. <<personal info>>I experienced going to sleep within the dream, but I wasn’t lucid yet. The lights must have gone off on their own. I experienced laying on my right side, which I was laying on physically, only in the dream, I was on my Nana’s couch. I thought to myself that I should sleep the other way, too, as if I never sleep on my left side. When I woke up, I remembered that I usually sleep equally on both sides, but it was just the way the couch was. <<personal info>>came into the room, but I pretended to be fully asleep. I remember moving a little. I also remember they were singing a birthday song to <<personal info>>.

I guess I dreamed from the couch within that dream that I was in my Nana’s back yard, at night time. I didn’t notice the sudden teleportation. I looked at a walk way and it was raining. The walk way was brown. It had some puddles, and I didn’t want to get my feet wet. I felt the rain drops. I wondered if this might be a dream. It was something about the way the light reflected on the puddles that caught my eye.

Suddenly, I floated up into the air! I didn’t really intend to do this, but it’s an interesting way to find out if I’m dreaming. I can attempt to levitate. Once I know how it feels to successfully levitate in a dream, I can mimic that attempt when I’m in Physical Matter Waking Consciousness, and it becomes a kind of state test. But this time it almost happened on its own. I was very surprised!

Once I got up above the tree tops, I noticed the dream was fading. I was like, wait, look at your hands! So I looked at my hands. There was a little extra segment on my right pointer finger or pinky. I held my hands up against the night sky and just saw the silhouettes mainly. It looked like I had all ten fingers total. I tried to eat one of my fingers, because who knows what could happen! I felt my finger in my mouth but there wasn’t really any taste or pain. So, I gave up on that. I thought it would be funny if my whole body would be made of food, and then I could just eat my whole body in the dream… L O L.

I remembered that I was sleeping on my Nana’s couch. (I didn’t realize THAT had been a dream. In other words I was lucid of the dream within the dream being a dream… But I wasn’t lucid of the initial dream having been a dream! HA!) I thought to check if I could see my sleeping body through the window. I looked at the window, ready to head towards it.

Then I started falling to the ground. I was about to stop my fall when I realized, maybe the ground isn’t solid. So I just let myself fall full speed at the ground, diagonally as I was going. I felt no impact. I kind of went through the ground like a ghost, at first, but the dream materialized me above the ground’s surface. I don’t think it was ready to create a whole center of the earth thing.

<<personal info>>Round 3 of Dreams:

My earliest memory of these dreams was being on a beach. There was this crab monster head thing up on a door. I felt like I was in a video game. I went around the building and underneath, to a secret door. It felt like a “secret area” of the game. I remember the water brushing up on shore. What weirded me out was that I looked back at the door where the monster had been, and found it to be just a door! So I assumed the monster had come to life, and was walking around.

There was more detail there, but by the time I woke up, I couldn’t remember.

So then, I had a false awakening. <<personal info>>was reading my note book. The entry happened to be about “Baby back ribs” which I haven’t written about since a dream many months ago. Something about the whole situation seemed dream like to me, what with the panic feelings of someone reading my note book, and not remembering writing about baby back ribs. So, I did a finger palm test. It poked through a little. I was like, is this Physical Matter Waking Consciousness? Because It only poked through a little more than it would in Physical Matter Waking Consciousness. I might have told <<personal info>>it was a dream.

Then I was trying to go #1. <<personal info>>I remember hearing a song that said, “This is my dream.” It sounded like it was coming from ear buds, turned all the way up, from a distance. Like when you hear people walk by with their ear buds blaring, and it sounds tinny. That was the exact sound my dream recreated.

Round 4 of Dreams:

Earlier in this dream, I was at my Nana’s pool. At first, I was swimming in the pool. Then I got out for a moment. When I turned around to go back in, half the water had already been drained. That was fast. I saw the leaves floating at the bottom. My Dad was draining it. I had been thinking of a wireless phone head set to use underwater. I also dreamed about Winnie the Pooh. Or doing a dream journal entry where I looked up Winnie the Pooh and copy pasted it into my dream journal. But this relates to the water because the internet page was halfway under water some how.

I remember my Mom, Nana and <<personal info>>fighting. My Mom was like, “don’t act like you don’t have any problems! Don’t mention that person right now!” My Dad said that his main concern was that us kids were okay. My Aunt was defending my Nana, saying that my Mom had the same things she accused my Nana of.

I was in the downstairs bathroom by the pool. <<personal info>>When I used the sink, there was this little grey connector, similar to the receptacle for the Wii Motes that get stuck on to the T V. That was in place of the faucet. It was magnetized there. When I pulled it off, I saw that it was not connected to anything. However, it still made a stream of water. I questioned it, but using dream logic, I figured that they must have invented some kind of compressed water.

I also remember something about being on these docks. There were two towers coming up from the water. One was shorter than I thought. There were birds flying around on them. <<personal info>>I had a sense that I would never reach the top of the towers.

These dreams ended in a false awakening in my Nana’s living room. <<personal info>>was there. We were all sleeping on mattresses around the floor. I started to “wake up”, but into the bed within this dream. It was the same sleeping position as my actual, physical body. As I woke up and got ready to record my dream, <<personal info>>body slammed me. I was mainly afraid my phone had broken. When I searched for my phone some more, I couldn’t find the thing. I think <<personal info>>had crushed it. I asked him if he knew where it was, beginning to panic over forgetting my dream. I found a phone the same length as my Samsung Galaxy, but instead of a rectangle, it was a square. It had a heavy duty iPhone style case. He said he crushed my phone. I asked if I could at least have the Sim Card (thinking of my old dream journal entries) but he refused. I grabbed another Samsung Galaxy sized phone. It had the same kind of black case, but I thought this one might be mine, due to the size. However, it had a green slider button on the bottom that mine doesn’t.

After some more moments of panic, I realized this might be a dream. Well, that would be a relief, because it would mean that my dream journal wasn’t lost. A finger palm test confirmed that it was a dream!

I told <<personal info>>the great news. “Hey, it’s a dream! And guess what? I’m going to tell you about my dream so far!” I figured this would help my dream recall. But then I decided to use more dream power, so I summoned a bunch of people. <<personal info>>When I woke from those, I was able to think through them pretty well.

There was also something about everyone shushing each other as we fell asleep.

After this there was a super mario world level which showed a Control Coin Box. I looked up a link to the sound effect if anyone wants to hear it:

https://www.mariowiki.com/Control_Coin

Round 5 of Dreams:

I’m just going to write the rest short hand because I’m almost at the end of the day already. Big frying pan. Sausage. Left a note on it. Mom trying to help someone. Talking about stocks. <<personal info>>Pokémon game. Got the Level 100 opponent down to half health. Super mario world fiery level. Ducking through Griddles. Concert thing. Women cheering on. Friend in green and black plaid. <<personal info>>Talk of craigs list jobs. Woman gets $60 assignment. Walking around near a building. Thinking of Lucid, Dream but not lucid.

Notes

I had to do the rest as short hand because if I had to write any more today, my head would explode. Choline bitartrate powder initially tastes like lemonade but delivers an after taste of bad eggs. I will just get pills next time. The dreams are in full in my voice recorder. Some times I just can’t type them all. Stressing out over every single detail created a negative feedback loop last time around that made it become bad to dream because the more I dreamed, the more I had to type. So I have to just chillax this time around. I wrote over 2,500 words today which is a lot.


I also made another drawing video, but I don't expect anyone to watch the whole drawing video AND read all this.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bjYFLBOqzN0

Round 1 of Dreams

I just got one detail. Something to do with kid Goku, a house, and a bunch of text boxes.

Round 2 of Dreams:

I talked these out, but it turned out my recorder was muted. So I had to say them again and I’m not sure if it messed up my recall.

I was in a cafeteria. I dreamed that I had taken some Lucid, Dream supplement, or smoked. <<personal info>> told me about tapping the bottom of my chin, or checking my heart rate. I think he actually tapped the bottom of my chin, too. People were drawing diagrams. <<personal info>> was saying how I really need to get a check up or just get some rest, but I didn’t know what he was talking about.

There was an African American guy walking around. I started to get ready to leave because I sensed he was looking for me. He sat at my table in the cafeteria with <<personal info>>

I went to the bathroom. There was a bright light and I thought about how it would affect my sleep. I went inside a stall, but <<personal info>> was outside the stall, glaring at me. He was like, how did you get one of those [toilet paper rolls]? Like in other bathroom dreams I’ve had, the gaps in the stall were much wider than in waking life, and that’s a common dream sign I experience. I didn’t become lucid this time though. But after I dealt with <<personal info>> being there, I went to go #1. And saw that there were a bunch of people in the stall, all looking at me! I covered my private area and tried to go #1 anyway. I can’t remember if they were looking at me from outside the stall or inside it.

Then I went out to the parking lot, which became the <<personal info>> parking lot. I was looking for my Subaru. I was afraid I would get singled out for looking a certain way. I felt bad for being in a fight with <<personal info>> because we used to get along.

It was a short round of sleep. It took a while to get to sleep before it, and then it took a while to get back to sleep after. But after that it became much easier to sleep, especially using my 5 senses meditation. That really helped me feel calmer.


Round 3 of Dreams

I was walking through this corridor. Well, before that, there was this game show thing with Will Farrel. It had to do with opening up several gates or doors. I opened up a lot of them. Some how I became lucid. Then I was walking through the hall way and seeing if people could see me. I felt like I was a ghost, walking around the hall ways of a physical building, and spooking physical people. There was a group of 3 men walking the opposite direction as me. I was like, “Can you hear me? Can you see me?” and they were like, yes. Knowing full well I would freak them out, I requested that they shake my hand to see if I was physical, or just a ghost. They walked away, unwilling to help. I walked to the end of the hallway and out a door. I remember seeing the stairs going up and out. Although I later learned that even an EXIT door could just lead to another room in a dream.

But this is where it got confusing. Because I think I woke up physically and carried on with the scenario in my imagination, rather than actually doing dream recall. I think, that I thought, that I had been just doing “active imagination” the whole time, and it wasn’t a dream. But when some of these details came to me later, I couldn’t figure when else it would have happened. Wow! What a silly thing of me to do. Of course I was distraught about this tragic forgetting of an interesting dream.

But what else happened was that as I walked through that hallway there, and got outside, I started to sense that someone or something was coming to get me. And not a good someone or something. So I went to hide. As I was hiding in my dream or my imagination, I started to hear loud ringing, like the kind I get when I’m in “the phase”. I remembered something about how when my ringing in my ears gets really loud, it could mean that it is detecting some danger or psychic attack. I don’t always associate the ringing with danger but within the dream scenario, that’s what came to mind, as if I had some kind of warning signal going off, telling me to HIDE!

But then I was in my physical bed with the ringing happening. And I ree cognized it as the O B E vibrations thing. This time instead of just passively listening, I took a more active role in getting out of my body. My body used to just go out on its own, but the last few times I have just waited for it to go out, the vibrations or sounds have ended and I missed the window of opportunity. So, being the oneironaut that I am, I got up and out.

Getting up and out was interesting. I basically rotated one way, then further the other way. Instead of black behind my closed eyes, I saw all white. But like other times, I kept my eyes closed at first. I didn’t want to get stuck in my room so I planned to fly up through my roof and then open my eyes again when I got to the sky, like the other night. I took for granted that the sky would be there after I flew about 15 feet. More on that later.

Before I flew up I also tried going through my bed, downwards. That sure was interesting. My face actually went into the mattress. But due to connotations with going “down” I chose to go “up” instead.

I opened my eyes when I got up through what last time was the ceiling. This time I was in the attic. I saw the attic door and wondered if I could open it from inside. I saw my reflection on a mirror in the ceiling. I knew it was a dream. I tried flying up again, hoping the next time, there would be the sky. But instead it was just another attic. I forgot that the last time I got to the sky and the beach because I visualized it before I opened my dream eyes. This time I just assumed it would be there.

So this second attic I was in had a scarier atmosphere. I felt like I was trapped, and something wanted to get me. At first, the room looked empty. There seemed to be no doors or windows, or exits at all. On the wall was this funny painting of what I think looked like Colonial Americans but with cartoon pig noses. The paintings were actually really artistic though. I admired them for a moment. I noticed a little light shining through from behind one, and registered that in my mind as a potential “hidden” exit.

Then an object flew at me. I looked from where it came from and it was from behind a dresser drawer thing. In the physical world, there would be no room for a person there, but in the dream world, I figured there could be some slip of physics. Sure enough, when I looked back there, I found <<personal info>>. He threw another black screw or bolt at me. It didn’t hurt, I just caught or dodged it. I think I said “Hi” and then went towards the exit. He asked me if I could read his thoughts, and I said, of course I can! He seemed dumbfounded.

The next room had some white curtains and another door that might have led outside. I kept moving along. I will have to refer to my voice notes for the rest since I can’t think of it off the top of my head.

Round 4 of dreams

Here were some more dreams where I got lucid. My memory starts with a scene of me in my reclining dream journal chair. (It is actually a camping chair I modified.) <<personal info>> was next to me and she said that chair belonged to someone else. The only thing was, the person had to give away all their things because they couldn’t take care of themselves. So I responded to that. My memory of this is a little vague. I also remember flying up and out of the chair that time, thinking about an L D induction technique. But, I can’t think of exactly what it was that happened. I know I felt surprised when <<personal info>>told me where the chair originally came from. It had been in our house for 20 years so I never stopped to think of its origins. I was lucid so I asked her more about the history of the chair and what she thought I should do.

The next part I remember is that I was blending one of my spinach shakes up, but in <<personal info>>. There had been some people doing stuff in the kitchen. My Mom was in it. I was worried to make noise but I told myself it was okay since they were making noise in the kitchen anyway. The blender was a heavy duty rectangular shaped glass blender. It was up on a high shelf. I remember feeling worried that I would break it, but when I saw how robust it was, I went ahead. I am not sure if I still was fully lucid during this part.

But the dreams at <<personal info>> continued onwards. I was supposed to be staying in one of the rooms. They asked me which one I wanted to stay in. I thought Room 10, my old room, but I was in Room 4. They had a little cement step with some information written on it. It indicated the time of a meeting they held. <<personal info>>was there as well as a darker skinned Indian fellow whose name I could never remember, but his name isn’t <<personal info>>He was having trouble with his grades. I told him that its better he fall off track and hit bottom now, while there’s still time to get back on track, than fall off track during his career life, like I did, where there’s not as much structure to help him get back “on track”. I felt this would help him in some ways. I was feeling really down about my loss of career in the dream, which was highlighted by being at my college fraternity, where those guys pretty much all got on with their lives. I was so focused as a student. I never knew what it was like to have my life fall apart. If I had experienced that in my school years, I could have got back in the game while there was still structure. But with all the freedom of being an adult, fully done with college, there’s not much to grab hold of if I wanted to “get a life” again. Anyway, I felt this was helpful to him. I was partly aware it was a dream but still did that in case it was a shared dream.

Then I was in the hall again. We were all trying to go somewhere. I walked or flew around the house and back in the other side.

At this point, I was feeling bad about myself for being an alumni, and still crashing at the house. If I had a job, I could have got my own hotel room, and not needed to impose on the live ins. I went to find my room, but the next time I opened the doors, all the rooms had changed. I had a vague sense of lucidity. <<personal info>>was nearby. A woman with blue eyes looked at me. Her attention highlighted my feelings of inadequacy about my career. I tried going back into Room 4, but it was different.

I started to tell Ryan that the rooms were changing, or I needed help finding my room. Then, I remembered. “Oh, wait, it’s a dream! It doesn’t matter!”

Suddenly, <<personal info>>and I were teleported to an air port. We were on a ramp. The walls were red. He ran up the ramp very fast. I knew I was dreaming, so I wanted to go on super speed mode. I strained my brain really hard to achieve this, but I barely moved. Then, having already fallen way behind, I put my fingers on my forehead to do instant transmission. But it only moved me like 5 or 10 feet forward. What do you do when your dream abilities don’t work?

Eventually I got to the end of the ramp. I forgot what else was there. <<personal info>>

After that dream ended, I was in my bed, but still in “the phase”. I could feel it. The ringing happened again and I pushed into it. To my surprise I actually separated from my body again, into another dream.

This time I flew up. I saw these cartoonish looking dessert foods on a plate, surrounded by some other stuff. I should really stop and look around at all these peripheral things I usually pass right by. I swooped down and took a bite of the dessert food. One was pink and one was brown.

Then these two monstrous beings came into the room. The first one appeared at the door as a wide shouldered silhouette, with a small head. When it came more into view, I saw that its body was a metallic kind of black. It looked like its muscles were made of cables or ropes. I looked at its face and head, expecting to see something really horrific, but it was not as scary as I expected. I can’t remember it though. Then, another creature of a similar build came in behind that one. This one had a lizard kind of head. Its head was also very small for its broad shoulders. There may have been another behind them. I wonder what they were. Some kind of monstrous creatures. The lizard had long, jagged teeth.

I didn’t feel very scared, but I wanted to leave. I tried flying through the top portion of the wall, above the door. But it was like they were blocking my phasing abilities. So I swooped down and out the door. There wasn’t much chase.

Then my viewpoint changed to seeing out through one of their eyes. There was someone dressed in a pink blow up pig suit. They were thrown on the ground in front of the monsters. <<personal info>>I remember seeing that, and perhaps hearing the monsters talk. Then I was in my bed, kind of in the phase, but I could still hear the monsters’ voices going back and forth. I don’t remember anything they said clearly. I don’t know if there were any other false awakenings or vibrations during that round of dream stuff. I will have to check my voice recorder.

Round 5 of Dreams

In the beginning of these dreams, I was playing a hacked version of super mario 64. It wasn’t a hacked version that I know to actually exist, but it was probably inspired by some of the custom super mario 64 levels I’ve been looking at on Youtube. In this one, I went through the door of the Bomb-Omb battle field room. But instead of going through the door and then having to go through the painting, this time the door took me straight through to the level. The first thing I saw was a koopa in the water. There was a lot of water and a little bit of land. I couldn’t remember all the details of this.

Next thing I remember is being in a class room setting. I think I was arguing with lots of people. But, I can’t clearly remember any of the arguments. At one point, there was a guy laying on the ground. He was about to light a cigarette, to smoke it as he laid on his back. I kicked the cigarette out of his hands with my foot, and stomped it. Some women were mad at me, but another woman was on my side. She was happy for me. So we walked out together.

Then I was fighting this tan guy out by some buses. I realized it was a dream and became lucid, making my third lucid dream that night. The fight was interesting because we were sitting on the ground the whole time. I was pushing him away and blocking his kicks and punches with my feet. I could feel myself getting tired, and he kind of grinned, as if he knew he would have the upper hand soon. But then we both got up and walked, to get a drink of water, I think. <<personal info>>The next part of the dream was a series of false awakenings. In one, there were two people talking about lucid, dreaming, as if it was a seminar or class. There was a guy with a brown mohawk, but only on the right side of his head, not the middle. Then his hair just wrapped around his head like a ring, with none on top. The ring extended further up his face on one side than the other. I remember staring as he turned his head side to side rapidly and his hair morphed. There was a taller fellow next to him.

Something was said about teaching Lucid, Dreaming. I walked through a hall way, looking at a tan finished wood wall. I thought I was awake, so I was practicing dream recall, but while I walked around. So I was like, wait, maybe I could remember my dream better if I laid down and visualized it while I talked about it. So I went into a room to do that, looking for my voice recorder.

There might have been one false awakening in between these. But the last false awakening was of me in the back seat of a car. I was trying to lay length wise in the car, with my head pointing to the windshield, but on the back seat. I set my water bottle on the middle platform of the car, and my voice recorder so that I could lay on my right shoulder. I heard <<personal info>> voice say something like, in his culture, they always make sure to talk about what bothers them most. Then, when that’s all done, they go on to blaming everyone they can. But it was not in a critical tone. It was like I was listening to an M P 3 of him talking, while I settled down to do dream recall. Sometimes dreams can be hard to put into words.

Round 6 of dreams:

I remembered something about a map. Cutting a portion of the map off using scissors.


In these, I was standing in line with a <<personal info>>and some other people. It was a food tent they had set up at the Arboretum, in the field, along the paved path. They were messing with me, or taking my hat. I had a feeling of being not well liked within the dream. I didn’t want them messing with me though, so I tried to defend myself. I think we were on line to get phones.

<<personal info>>Then I was finally about to fight <<personal info>> at the end of my Nana’s driveway. He looked a little bit past me, and then said, “Hey, you lookin’ at me?” Followed by showing off several high kicks in rapid succession. He didn’t aim them at me. It was more of a warning.

Notes

I couldn’t remember much from the first round of dreams. Just something with Goku in this house. And some text boxes.

Wow! I got lucid in 3 dreams last night. I had some really cool dream chaining but became frustrated with recalling them. Also, I got insomnia in the middle of the night, and even my meditations weren’t really helping. <<personal info>>Eventually though I got back to sleep and actually slept until 9:30 A M. I used a guided meditation oriented towards being mindful of the 5 senses as I fell asleep. I also noticed that putting a pillow under my jaw would help my jaw relax since it took the pressure off the muscles. I’m going to play around with this some more as well.