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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.