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Round 1 of Dreams

I woke up from my first round of sleep pretty groggy. It seemed like I dreamed a lot.

Webs

I walked across this bridge. It was day time. Then I was walking through this woods kind of place. I kept walking into spider webs. I remember really freaking out. I walked into one, and then as I ran the other way, I ran into another. They were little webs but right at eye level. I remember frantically brushing my hair to try to get any spiders off me. I remember it feeling very vivid. I definitely thought it was the physical world.

Cornered

I remember feeling really trapped. I couldn’t get between any trees because I would have to walk through another spider web. But there were no sticks on the ground to make myself a path. I thought of calling someone to bring a stick and help me out. The feeling or emotion of it was very intense. I felt really trapped and scared. Almost like claustrophobia.
<Personal Info>Wrist

There was something about someone saying to put a rock on your wrist. But when they demonstrated it, they had it more up the palm of their hand. It had to do with <Personal Info>

Camping

There was a part with a Dog at a camp ground. We all had camp sites. Someone was saying how <Personal Info> would smoke early in the morning, and then everyone near by would have to smell it. Also, the dog would go towards the smoke, or noise, if there was noise. I wonder if these were Non REM dreams or REM dreams. So we had to hold the dog in place so it didn’t go anywhere dangerous.

<Personal Info>

My friends Dad was in this one part. I was scrolling through my web site for a service I offered in the dream context. My friends Dad was asking when I wanted to get together. Wednesday or Saturday? I said those days worked for me but that’s when <Personal Info>would be away. I had the sense of charging him for my visit. But then I felt bad about it because he was my friend. But then I realized I charged him 300 dollars, (in the dream context), for wedding services. Plus, I needed the money, (in the dream context). It was some kind of audio service I provided.

Bodybuilders

One scene had all these bodybuilders flexing. They were doing lat spreads and tricep poses and all sorts of bodybuilding poses. <Personal Info>It looked like they were getting ready to all have a bodybuilding competition. One bodybuilder near the kitchen got a big bulging balloon thing coming out of his chest. The other bodybuilders were being mean to him about it.

Frieza
<Personal Info>

There was also a seemingly related part in which Frieza was fighting a Saiyan type of character. The Saiyan blocked with his knee. It seemed like the fighters had separated to prepare for continued fighting in a more formal way.

Ritual

I was talking to <Personal Info> about setting up some kind of ritual. Well, the dream did something really “trippy”. I remember being with other people in the dream and then something really “trippy” happened. (I really wanted to remember what exactly the “trippy” thing was upon awakening but could not recover the detail.) After that, <Personal Info> wanted to do more “tripping”.

We had this book to use for a ritual. He wanted to lay down and have me administer several doses of psychedelics to him over the course of time, while he didn’t move.

Data

There was a format to some information we had to fill out. “something slash something slash something”. The “somethings” were Something and not just “something”. For the first column, I wanted to write, in parenthesis, “Not something too strict.” I remember being in the <Personal Info>school bus drive way. I also wrote that “My Psychedelic trip is abandonment”, referring to the various internal chemicals released when I experience feelings of abandonment. Also that I didn’t need drugs because I have cool dreams.

Orbs

So he was set up on this table with orbs around it. From a top down perspective I saw an orb at the head and foot of the table. The rest of the orbs were along the right side. Eight orbs in total, with various designs. I had to center the orb at one end of the table. I still wasn’t planning on actually administering drugs to him though. There was a window.

Resentment

<Personal Info> or the dream itself said something like, resentment needs to be cultivated in order to feed a certain spirit. And it mentioned the words “Satan” and “God”.

<Personal Info>
Round 2 of Dreams

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Class

I was in <Personal Info>class. I walked in while it was going on. Also something about an Italian teacher or history lesson. But this class was apparently an Lucid, Dream discussion group! <Personal Info> asked the class who would like to discuss Lucid, Dreaming next. There were a lot of students. Everyone raised their hand. The teacher picked me to go after the next person. I asked if I could wait and just listen for a little while since I just got there. I had so much to say about Lucid, Dreaming. My own experiences as well as tutorial kind of stuff or philosophizing. But I wasn’t sure where to start. I felt like I had something to offer the group though.

Pacing

I remember walking up and down a hall way, thinking of what to say about Lucid, Dreaming. I walked one way and all the doors were open. When I turned around it was like someone had shut them behind me. But I could easily open them when I walked back that way. Some part of it was muxed with a shore line of a beach. A man had a giant float or dock thing. Was there a boat?

Convertible

Okay so then I was in the back seat of a convertible. Two women were in the back seat with me and then my friend <Personal Info> was driving. I asked him if I should just climb to the front, in case he wanted me to go around. So he said it was okay to climb. I remember the seats were black with white lacing. We were going out to eat, but I didn’t have my tooth brush. I imagined this would be uncomfortable when I went to put my retainer in later but I would have to make it work. Maybe I could buy a tooth brush while we were out.

Battery

I had an electronic device, like a music player. I panicked when I saw how low on battery it had gotten. I was looking for a Samsung charger. I remember looking at the shape of it to see if it would go in. The wire was in black casing.

Sleep

I dreamed that I was laying in bed. Someone had been saying something about sleep. And that there would be no point in using a drug, because that would just bring them down. So, I was laying there in a bed, in the dark. It was oriented differently than my physical bed. I heard my Dad showering in the upstairs shower. I figured I would have to use the downstairs shower at the same time and hope there was enough hot water for both. Then a little alarm started to go off. It was saying, “It’s 5:45! It’s 5:45!” I don’t think it was 5:45 in waking life. But I was like, “Wait, I didn’t set an alarm.” And I became aware it was a dream. <Personal Info>I was only lucid for a brief time, then forgot it was a dream. But so I laid there and looked at my phone. It was a thinner phone than usual. I could tell the menus weren’t the same. This phone had a drop down menu like my computer. I knew if the phone alarm went off again, it was definitely a dream. And it did. It said, “It’s 5:53! It’s 5:53!”

Listening

One of the apps that came up was a dual screen app on a live stream. It looked like a Nintendo D S screen. The guy was talking about how he would read to everyone. And he was soliciting donations. I had a hard time figuring out how to close it. The colors were bright and vivid. I remember the color green. I think the kid had like a brown afro. I think the app was called Deep Listening.

Sleep Paralysis

As I laid there in the dream bed, I was afraid I would get sleep paralysis. I was hearing some voices too. But this was actually within a dream already.
<Personal Info><Personal Info>

I decided to get up and look around or walk around. At this point I had forgotten it was a dream. I heard <Personal Info> talking about how he hadn’t gotten enough sleep. And that’s just how he lived. He was making a song in a high pitched singing voice, saying that he was “delusional” and “confusional”. I was surprised because that didn’t seem like his usual personality. But as I walked on, I realized that it would be good to get to know people one grade below me and one grade above me. This would give me a full sense of all the range of everyones personalities.

Rice

I got to a cafeteria where <Personal Info> was hurrying to get ready for the day. He was rushing to cook some white rice with pink beans mixed in. Also there was some brown sugar syrup added to it. He had it in a big pot, stirring it. He asked me if it was cooked enough. I wanted to say, “You should really cook it all the way. If you have any doubt as to its done ness, then cook it more, or else you won’t digest it.” But I held back because I don’t think he would listen due to being in such a rush. He wanted to make some kind of pancakes out of it. He kept taking big bites of it as he cooked it, and spilling everywhere.

Bean

<Personal Info> came in and asked for some food. <Personal Info>gave her a giant pink bean that was enough food for one person in itself. The cafeteria shelf things were silver.

<Personal Info>

Notes

I had a dream of trying to record all those dreams. Then I woke up surprised I didn’t really record them. <Personal Info>Round 3 of Dreams

I had one short dream of trying to push a recliner chair up the stairs. I wasn’t really able to. Someone else was there in the living room. They were making fun of me for not being able to move it up the stairs. And it seemed easy for them to move it. So I acted out a spectacle of having exaggerated difficulty as a joke.

I remembered the phrase, “Dreaming isn’t just about being strength,” or “dreaming isn’t just about needing strength,” Something like that. I’m not sure why I woke up from such a short dream. But I just went back to sleep.

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Round 4 of Dreams

This was a really long and interesting dream. Just as an overall synopsis, I dreamed that I was in a crazy car ride, and the next thing I knew, in some vivid, hyper realistic location. I instantly knew the new place was a dream, but even within that dream, I still thought the car ride had been waking life. Interesting effect. It made me wonder if I had been in a car accident and died, or if I was now on morphine in the hospital. So now I will tell the full story.

Shop

First my sister and I were in my Dad’s shop. We had left the house around 10 A M and would be out until around 5 P M. I’m sure there were more dream details about this whole context.

Someone needed my Dad’s help. It was something with a heat or drill press. But he was a little too busy at the moment.

Car

My sister and I went out to the car to go home. Maybe my sister was drawing. The drivers side and passenger sides were reversed. When I went to open the drivers side door, it was a front compartment ahead of the actual drivers seat, with a handle. I remember looking at it, a little surprised, but I justified the condition.

Our car was covered in little green spots. Like it had been spritzed with green spinach juice. Another car was ahead of us, which had also been spritzed. I justified that as well with dream logic.

Driving

I drove down the road and found the brakes not to be working. “We should really bring this back to the shop for Dad to have a look,” I said. But it had been such a long day, that I just wanted to get home. Every time I went to use the brakes, the car took forever to stop, and I almost hit something. My sister was saying it was stressing her out too much.

I frantically searched for a place to pull over, and found a shoulder.

I remember looking at the E Brake. It was an off white color. I considered using it but was afraid to burn something out. My sister had a steering wheel on her said. Wait, wasn’t I driving? She asked me if she should press a button on the steering wheel to help it stop. I said no that probably wasn’t it.

A white car pulled by us slowly. I thought it was my Dad because it was a white subaru. But my sister didn’t roll down her window. The driver sped up again, and the car was clearly different, because it had a big square back compartment instead of the curved kind of hatch back. I think it was covered in green specks too.

Eventually I pulled out again. I didn’t check before I pulled out, and realized I could have pulled out in front of a car, and got my sister hit. So that was lucky, but, okay, gotta be careful.

Driving on some more, it felt like I was floating up to the ceiling of the car a little. I couldn’t reach the silver brake pedal. Luckily I got to it just in time to not rear end a black car ahead of us with a white thing there.

Traffic

It was 5 P M in the dream, so there was a lot of traffic, and I didn’t know the way home. <Personal Info> suggested there were multiple ways home. <Personal Info> looked really congested with traffic. I got towards the <PERSONAL INFO> and saw an exit sign for Exit 54. And then some more exit signs, but it seemed to jump to Exit 28 or something like that.

Perpendicular

I drove from the service road, across the grass, onto the exit ramp, across the grass, and across the highway, going perpendicular to traffic. I was so scared and had no clue why I was doing it. That was the last thing I remembered, until…

Huh?

The next thing I knew, I was looking at a Goomba, walking along a floor. It was very vivid. There was also a yellow koopa shell like the ones that flash multiple colors. I realized it was a dream, or at least, not Physical Matter Waking Consciousness. But I didn’t know the previous scenes had been a dream. So I wondered what had happened. Did I die? Did I get knocked out, and put on morphine in the hospital? Was my sister okay? I really thought that.

I remember looking around that floor. There were some escalators. I remember some green panels with writing, like a list. I remember looking at it and starting to strain to remember it. Then I was like, “I will just try to enjoy myself. Then I will remember what I remember when the time comes.” I’m not sure if there was anything else upstairs. It seemed there were some missing pieces in my memory.

Pregnant

I walked down some stairs. It seemed like other people were going to a wake down there. There was a platform between the stair cases with 5 people on it. The woman in the middle was wearing light blue. She was small, maybe 4 or 5 feet tall, but had a belly.

I told myself not to ask, in case I was wrong. But I did it. “Hi! Are you pregnant?” “No, I just haven’t been going to the gym,” She replied. Ah! I felt so bad. “Oh, I’m so sorry…” “Just kidding! I’m pregnant!” that was really funny.

She asked me for help. Then I was like, oh, great. They are standing on the steps to solicit donations. But I said yes, I would help, because it seemed no one else would.

The woman gave me a tray of food to bring downstairs. It was to help her market her product. Again, she exceeded my expectations. The food was chocolate covered rice krispy treats, which also contained mac and cheese. They had a box with it that said, “Don’t go to a wake without Mack.” I started to picture the wake downstairs as a place where they had a lot of great food! So I took those downstairs.

Missing Pieces

I forgot some parts between that part and then up until the next part. There was definitely some eventfulness but I had no memory of it. I know I was lucid though. I think I talked with dream figures and had a good experience. But it shows that no matter how cool the Lucid, Dream is its really almost like It never happened if I forgot it.

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Taste

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So then I felt the dream start to fade. I grabbed one of the rice krispy treats and started to eat it. It tasted milky and sweet. The dream almost faded but I made a good save.

Window

I got to this little area with small circular tables. One heavier woman with dark hair was sitting with her back to me. And another woman was at a table to the right. They were watching a T V I think, and talking. I think I ate some more dream food or did something else special. Then I saw a big glass rectangular window along one of the walls. I flew out through it, passing like a ghost through the glass, did a loop, and went back in. The field was full of green grass and it was daytime. The women said, “People always fly through that window.” As if they didn’t understand. <Personal Info>

Evaporate

I noticed they might need help cleaning up the place. So I thought of offering to help. There were some little puddles of water on the blue floor. I used mind power to make them evaporate. That was kind of cool.

Spoon

Then I noticed this little cup of cocoa powder on the cafeteria line that had been there all along. I wanted to eat some. But I wanted a utensil. I considered grabbing some with my fingers, but would rather have had a utensil. So I tried to make one appear using summoning. However, it wouldn’t appear in my hand. I heard the dream tell me something like, “There is no spoon.”

Woman

I still knew it was a dream. I saw a woman nearby. She had dark hair. I told her I was having trouble making a spoon appear. I considered asking her to show me to a dream school but didn’t quite get to it. She started looking a little bit past me, towards where the cocoa was. She was saying how the spoon was on fire now. (Upon awakening, I realized, she must have made a spoon appear, but I didn’t look. I didn’t think, “Wait, what spoon?” Until I woke up.)

It looked like she was looking directly at her magic’s target. In my head, I was thinking, that’s all wrong. She has to do magic behind her. (Maybe she was making a spoon appear for me.)

Story

Then she flipped her hair and suddenly she was wearing a red bathing suit top, with some yellow designs on it. She leaned into one of the cafeteria service stations, with her head beneath the window cover thing. Wanting to be at eye level with her, I also leaned in. She began to tell me a story. I forgot the details of it, but I just made eye contact with her, and listened. A head band appeared on her head with some gold pirate insignias. But she was a good pirate, if anything. I still knew it was a dream. Or at least not Physical Matter Waking Consciousness.

Tears started to come to my eyes. I wanted to stop her and ask, “do you know where we are? Are we dead? Are we going to be here forever?” As soon as I thought that, it was like we both knew, even though she went on talking. It felt like it went without saying.

Ending

Then the dream ended and I was back in my physical bed. Okay, so it was all a dream, after all. It seemed like kind of a sudden ending. I guess I started to take for granted that it would last forever.

Notes

<Personal Info>
I felt amazed at the experience of this dream. But still kind of sad at the parts I forgot.

Round 5 of Dreams

<Personal Info>I didn’t remember any dreams from this round of sleep.

Round 6 of Dreams

I didn’t expect to fall asleep one last time, but I did.

<Personal Info>

Neighbors

This is funny because this morning was actually garbage day. I dreamed I was with the neighbors in their drive way. They had this big electric thing they were throwing out. They said it was supposed to become a transformer. It looked fuzzy and black.

Books

I dreamed of someone laying out the Harry Potter books from a stack in the cabinet. They were comparing them to another long series of novels. I remember the first two books seeming accurate. And expecting the last one to be Prisoner of Azkaban. Slytherin and Griffindor may have been mentioned.

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Notes

I almost didn’t realize that had been a dream.

Overall Notes

I tried grading myself as if it were a competition, and got about 47 points. I wanted to get used to the grading system so it would be easier to participate in the next competition. <Personal Info>

As I went to bed, I remembered to set an intention to think of my dreams the next time I wake up.

Round 1 of Dreams

When I woke up, I had a thought or two before remembering to practice dream recall. That really surprised me, but luckily, I was able to catch it soon enough to get a lot of dream details.

Jail

An old man was supposed to go to jail, or be in jail. He was working so hard that he would collapse. I was telling the prison officers that he was up every morning at 6:30, taking a shower. I wanted to sort of vouch for him, or put in a good word for him. <Personal Info>

Going

At first I was running on a track with <Personal Info>. I wondered what the point of it was. It seemed urgent to help the old man from jail. Then I was carrying something with <Personal Info>. We each had to get one side of it. He had to walk backwards, while I walked forwards. At one point he began to smoke a cigarette. I asked him to please hold off on that until we were done, and he complied. I remember vaguely wondering where the smell was. He was only a few feet away, but I smelled nothing. I explained it away as just the wind.

I offered to trade places with him, so he didn’t have to be the one walking backwards the entire time. That felt like a nice thing to do. He was nice about not smoking near me so I wanted to be nice to him in return.

T V Series?

I remember we got to our destination. And I was looking to see if a T V series was available. I don’t remember that much about it.

Music Class

There was something with this music teacher guy video. He had a video up that was promoted as the “class I really need”. I wasn’t going to be able to just listen to it on the fly. I would have to sit and watch the video since the video was part of it. <Personal Info>

The singing lesson extended to a big group singing lesson. <Personal Info> from the show was actually the teacher. I remember thinking, wow, she took her career a lot further by doing this singing lesson thing.

<Personal Info>Joke

I had a joke with a friend that reminded me of the sense of humor I had with <Personal Info>We wouldn’t say anything except a few key words to each other. <Personal Info>The whole thing had a sense of humor to it. It was like a child hood memory of having a sleep over where we laughed a lot.

There was also something about insecurity or comforting someone who felt insecure.

<Personal Info>

I had a recurring dream sign of a woman named <Personal Info> who, in the context of the dream, was my girlfriend. In the context of the dream, I was totally immersed in this relationship, and I was very happy to be with her. So anyway, it started at the end of Round 1 of Dreams. I was setting up our room. I remember putting on bed sheets and comforters of alternating colors. There were some shelves around the room. I was also in the process of hanging up a tooth brush and tooth paste holder on our wall. It reminded me of one of those canvas 3 ring binder pencil pack things, only it was equilateral with nine equal compartments. I needed a drill to drill it into the wall.

I remember within this dream it felt like we lived together and had a relationship. I was telling someone else, or imagining telling them, how much I loved her. I was looking forward to living with her <Personal Info>Notes

In many of my dreams, its way beyond one notable dream sign. The whole thing is just so dream like. There is a whole context that is totally new, but I am immersed in it as if it is waking life. But the main dream signs from this round were seeing a nearby cigarette, and not smelling smoke. And then I had a moment of pre lucidity that I explained away. Then there is the general dream sign of seeing people I don’t usually see in waking life, <Personal Info>. Other than that the whole situation would have to be a dream sign and that’s very advanced for me.

<Personal Info>Round 2 of Dreams

I woke up from one long set of dreams, thought them through, and fell back asleep. By the time I woke from the second, I hadn’t forgotten the first segment though. That’s lucky! I wanted to lay there and think them through because I felt like I wasn’t done recalling them.

Eating

I dreamed I was parking my car outside somewhere to eat. It was near a beach. I was trying to find a light. Outside the door of my car I had these Magic the Gathering or Pokémon cards. I didn’t record this properly last night, so I’m not sure if there were more details.

Toothpaste!

I dreamed of being at a store, looking for tooth paste. <Personal Info> and other people worked there. I couldn’t find it. Some people started smoking indoors. (Dream sign). I got mad and ran to another department. This department didn’t have the right toothpase. It had expensive samples but I wanted the kind in the other department. I was getting tired, and mad that this was holding me up. The woman working there mocked me by saying, “he really needs his note books. He really needs his note books.” I raised my voice and demanded they take me to the tooth paste. I think that was the final dream from the first time I woke up. I woke up thought through them and fell asleep before recording, thinking if I stay still a little longer, I’ll get one more detail. Oops!

Missing Piece

I wanted to make a note that there was at least one part I could vaguely sense had happened, but nothing in detail. Maybe something with an older man teaching me something. Green grass and a blue sky. But not sure beyond that.

Guards

This part was really vivid. I felt like I was involved somehow. Perhaps on the phone with the guard earlier. Then it showed there being one guard left manning the monitor room. He was supposed to watch the camera screens, but got tired. The dream showed the security guard falling to sleep. He told himself nothing would happen. Nothing ever happens.

Then, a horned devil thing came up out of the screen right in front of him! I am not sure if he woke up right away or not. The devil thing was an off white or green color with tall orange ish horns. It came up out of the monitor head first and went past the guard, out into the hall. The guard transformed into a blue blob and followed the devil out once he realized what had happened.

It became kind of abstract. As the devil thing went up the stairs, it said, “Inhale, Hale”. I think it was a play on words, since “Inhale” as in “breathe in” sounds like “in hell” a little bit. So instead of “ex hale” which could sound like “ex hell” he said “Hell”. I thought that was kind of silly. Something about the guard reminded me of Sponge Bob, maybe Barnacle Man.

Music

I was driving somewhere with my Dad and my sister. I had more gangster rap music to listen to. Only this time, I was trying to adjust the volume of certain parts of the music. During certain parts of the song, I would turn up the volume. So I figured I might as well just go into Audacity and edit the song myself. While listening to the music, I was in the car, going somewhere with my Dad and Sister.

Cement Path

We got out of the car and my Dad showed us around these path ways. They were made of light grey cement but there was also a lot of orange tape, due to construction. I remember the paths extending much longer than I thought they would. Eventually, we reached a square of cement that was sectioned off with orange tape. It was cracked and looked like it might cave in. Dad made a point to step on it with one foot. It gave way a little bit. I was really afraid it would totally cave in. If I think about it now, it’s a very dream like situation, since this place doesn’t exist in Physical Matter Waking Consciousness to my knowledge. And my Sister is upstate in waking life. But I didn’t know it was a dream.

Bed

I remember laying in bed, in the dark, but in a dream. I know it was a dream because my bed was oriented more like my old <Personal Info> bedroom. I was messing with my voice recorder as if to record a dream. But at the same time thinking how happy I am to be with <Personal Info> in a relationship now. <Personal Info>Mall

I was in a bathroom at the mall, near where the Panera would be in the local mall. It had a glass wall though. Anyway I was going to the bathroom. And I had in mind that I was meeting <Personal Info> here. Then these two little kids came into the bathroom, right while I was about to go. I quickly covered up and tried to tell them, hey, I’m still going here! But then I decided they could go and I would finish after. <Personal Info>(Any time I am in the bathroom, and anyone else comes in, that’s usually a dream sign. That would definitely be very rare in waking life.) So I said the kids could go, and left the bathroom. <Personal Info>

When I got outside, I met the kids parents. They were asking if anyone had a football to put under the kids necks, so they could lay on their front and watch a movie. I thought about what was in my car, and couldn’t think of any. Sorry!

<Personal Info>

A little bit down the hallway, I met an African American fellow who I thought could be a rapper. I was asking him about some of his rap lyrics. <Personal Info>I was pressuring him to talk about his past, but he didn’t want to. Then he became <Personal Info> without me noticing. (Shape shifting people = dream sign). He showed me his business card for Dicks Sporting Goods. It was green with light green around the words. There was a sale, 55 dollars for some kind of employee outfit there. <Personal Info>Stairs

I am not sure exactly where this scene fits, but there was a weird corridor that zig zagged and went up and down stairs excessively for no reason. I remember being really mad that someone would build that, instead of just building a straight line. I guess that would be a qualitative kind of dream sign. Something seeming not to be logical.

Hallway

I was explaining to <Personal Info> how <Personal Info>was my girlfriend now. <Personal Info> wanted to go out to get lunch but I didn’t have the time due to my relationship. I explained how I liked just living a simple life with <Personal Info> and not going out much. <Personal Info>Surprise

In the next scene I was in a store with some other people from my fraternity. There was one guy wearing letters. He was mad at another guy who wouldn’t quit smoking. He kept karate chopping his neck and putting him in an arm bar. Even I was surprised at how the guy didn’t let up. I think he was trying to help the other quit smoking though. At one point he got really fed up and pulled out a gun! I was surprised at this and thought of intervening. But it was too late. The guy pulled the trigger. But, this was a real surprise to everyone! It turned out to be a fake gun. Instead of a hole at the end, it had a hanger thing. That was a real moment of suspense right there.

Fake Gun

Then the guy took us to a fake gun store. He was saying how all the newbies make the same mistake. There were lots of fake guns all around. <Personal Info>

Pen

I slipped into one more dream as I was recalling all of the above dreams. It was of holding a jewel encrusted pen. It was dark on the grip but had white or yellowish jewels poking out. It reminded me of one of the beams that try to crush Mario in the games.

Notes

When I woke from these and realized there was a recurring theme, I resolved to notice it in the next dream, and become lucid. I was hoping <Personal Info> would be a complex dream figure and I could try to get to know her. My main goal was just to have a conversation with her. But she wasn’t there in the dreams after that.

Round 3 of Dreams

I sensed that I had a lot of energy before going back to sleep. So I did my yoga and cycling in the dark for a while until I felt good and tired. When I laid back down to sleep, I could feel myself dropping in. I got through some early parts of a Wake Initiated Lucid Dream attempt but ended up falling fully asleep first.

Dream Flashes

I had a couple different dream flashes. I didn’t record these because it would break my whole attempt at getting to a full dream.

Light Bulb

There was a light bulb crawling with bug legs in one of the dream flashes. It startled me because it was very buggy.

Exercise

Okay, so this was interesting. I dreamed it was a sunny morning, and I had gotten up from some sleep. I was doing a stretching routine before going back to bed to attempt one more lucid, dream. I thought it might be too bright out, but figured I’d fall back asleep. I was doing an I T Band stretch in a squat position that surprised me but made sense when I thought about it. I could really feel the stretches in the dream. So I dreamed that I did this whole workout and then went to sleep, and had the subsequent dreams “within” that dream. When I woke up and realized the sun wasn’t even up yet, in Physical Matter Waking Consciousness, it was quite surprising.

Pizzeria

When the dreams really started, I dreamed I was in a pizzeria. A guy had left without paying, with food in his hand. I think it was a mistake. The police came to catch him. I remember sitting at a table with his food on the side of the table, hanging off the edge. Some other people came in the room and started a meeting or something. I was like, oops, sorry, I’m in the wrong place. I think I also mentioned how the guy was short on time.

Trying

Then I dreamed of walking out of the lower part of <Personal Info>. I walked by 2 vans. At first, I was afraid they were smoking. One guy held a panel up to his face but it wasn’t a cigarette. I ran by anyway, in case they smoked. I overheard one of the guys saying how he was straining and straining to think of a memory, but getting nothing. I considered stopping to reassure him, but continued anyway. This is not a location I would be in too often, so it could be a locational dream sign.

Stairway

I guess I went inside a building or the dream just shifted. To where I was walking through a room with a red pokey carpet. I remember walking up a big spiral stair case that went around the room. Then another dusty white stone room that looked under construction.

Wide

Half way up those white stairs I realized I was dreaming. It wasn’t anything in particular. Just a spontaneous realization. The funny thing was, I felt like I had just entered that moment of the dream through Wake Initiated Lucid Dreaming but actually it was a Dream Induced Lucid Dream.

My first thought was that it was a chance to test my lucid ability! I expected a giant dragon head to appear from the ground and face me as I stood on the stair case, but nothing happened.

I realized it was dark, and wanted it to be brighter. So I tried to will it to be brighter. What worked was opening my eyes really wide. When I opened my (dream) eyes as wide as I could, the dream got really vivid and bright. The white stair case seemed to move to the left, and become straight. I could see chipped off pieces of white stone, and dust. I continued up the stair case.

Room

At the top of the stairs, I got into this really vivid class room thing. I was the only one there. I rememer really vivid green. I saw the word Garcia in big scrabble letters. There were mirrors and some playground equipment.

Nope!

The thought entered my mind that I might have a really prolonged and stable dream. So I got ready to just explore this room. I resolved to stay only in this room and explore everything as closely as possible.

Nope! I lost control of my dream body and floated up through the white ceiling as if nothing was there.

Rooms

I passed through two more rooms. I think only briefly before I woke up. I was so sure it would be a stable dream and I’d have no need for stabilization techniques but that wasn’t the case. I woke up.

Notes

When I awoke from these, I was pretty excited about becoming Lucid in the Dream. But the thing was that I was so confused by the pre-dream false awakening that I took time to try to figure out what really happened. And my memory of the last two rooms totally vanished! I think my visits were only brief anyway, but still. One room was reddish. I don’t think I had control of my dream body the rest of the time, but I knew I was dreaming. The dream just floated me around through walls and stuff which is still fun.

Round 4 of Dreams

Almost done typing!

Mayor

There was a mayor guy at the top of my stairs. Some people were gathering for a meeting again. He had a cigarette in his mouth but it was only dimly lit. I could barely see an ember, but still, that wasn’t gonna fly, not in my house! (I missed the dream sign of a cigarette not smelling like anything again.)

Luckily there were rules and he wasn’t allowed to do that. I took it from him and put it out on the ground.

In the meeting, the idea was for everyone to write what they wanted to happen in the town. And then turn in the writing and let go of the outcome.

Steps

In another part I was laying on my front, with my face hanging off the edge of the steps, close to my Dad’s room in the upstairs hallway.

Stylus

I woke up from a dream that my disc tip stylus, was stuck in my mouth. Then I was like, woah, it was just a dream.

Notes

Good dreams. I got up around 7:30 in the morning. Finished typing 3,948 words by 3 in the afternoon. <Personal Info>

Pokémon

There was a Pokémon game with a cheat code to start the game with one of three legendaries. One was Ice, the other was Flying, and the third was (?). The cheat code enabled the player to also have the game scan for type match ups and choose the legendary with the most type advantages for that particular game. I was surprised to hear about the scanning feature. It reminded me of the Randomizer. I was hearing this information by a shore line.

Driving

I was at <<perosnal info>> and my sister was saying how my whole life should revolve around her, because she needs me to drive her places. However I was unable to do so at the time. Then, I found myself driving to <<perosnal info>> anyway, wondering why I didn’t just take her along. It was cold outside. I had the heat on full blast, but it didn’t seem to be enough. I realized the back windows were open. That would do it! It was also raining. I decided to roll up the back windows to preserve the heat, even though I thought there wouldn’t be any ventilation. The heat knob had 3 settings, for “0”, “1” and “2”. It was night time when I drove. I saw three school buses drive by. This might be from passing by a crowd of school buses yesterday. I wondered where they were going, and why I was driving. But I was on <<perosnal info>> heading towards the school.

Setting up Classroom

When I got to the school, I went to a class room. It was getting ready for some kind of big assembly thing. There were some arguments and other conversations I couldn’t remember in detail. They were trying to arrange all the groups in circles of chairs. I explained to the teacher <<perosnal info>>how there were too many people to distribute the seating arrangement that way. I had a book in my hand as I talked. I was saying how we all need to sit in rows, packed together much more densely, than all spread out in big circles. Either that, or we would need to use some of the other class rooms. She understood and got to arranging it differently. I felt like I did a good deed.

My text book had information about an organism that could be symbiotic with humans, giving energy to them. I was trying to tell the teacher about it. There was a little illustration. It seemed like an invertebrate or wormy kind of thing. The text book seemed old. The pages weren’t perfectly flat along the edge, they were uneven or bumpy, like old fashioned books.

Gift for <<perosnal info>>

<<perosnal info>> appreciated my input so much that she told me I could get a gift to give to <<perosnal info>>. I wasn’t getting along well with <<perosnal info>>so, I hesitated. I figured if she wasn’t there, I could pick up the gift, and then give it to her without much interaction. But she was there, right where the gifts were. She was wearing yellow and the rest of the place was very yellow. I turned around, not willing to go into that situation.

Couple

I headed for the rest room, thinking I might give <<perosnal info>> the gift later, when she wasn’t there. On my way to the rest room, a blonde haired woman called out to me, telling me not to smoke. I replied, holding up my finger as body language, “I am the last person you would ever need to tell that to! I invented the no smoking rules!” She was with a guy in a grey shirt. They seemed to be a couple. <<perosnal info>>

Floppy Disk

The guy gave me a floppy disk. It was to copy to my computer. I said I would take it to my computer, in the other room, copy the information, and bring it back to him. I was also updating and adding new files to the disk for him. There was something aboug a searchable database. Some files had different suffixes. Something made me think of a “searchable database of dream memories”.

Notes

Well, that was round 1 of dreams. My recall was as good as ever for the first round of dreams. Like last night, I stretched and did some light indoor cycling (in the dark) before going back to bed, so I’d be sure to fall asleep. For the last 2 nights this has saved me from insomnia. I also took my 100mcg of Huperzine-A for the second night before laying back down.




Round 2 of Dreams

I fell asleep for these using the 5 senses meditations. It feels good to “drop in” and achieve relaxation. I haven’t been able to do that until recently.

Z dot E X E

There was something about a computer program called Z dot E X E. I saw some code where the “variables” were defined within the program. It was a searching program. There was something about searching for “2,000 User Group”. They were doing a study on something with computers, how they affected people.

Nana’s Dining Room

Something about a holiday meal at my Nana’s. <<perosnal info>>

Dark

It was dark out, even at 10:30 A M. I didn’t register this as a dream sign. But what it made me think of upon awakening was, what if there were days when it was dark as night time, even during the day? I was trying to get an air pump for my basketball. The batteries wouldn’t work in my T I 84 calculator, but then I remembered I had the grey one I could try. My Dad was supposed to help me, but he had to go help my Uncle instead.

<<perosnal info>>
Nana’s Driveway

This might have been here, but I wrote it earlier. I don’t think it was in both dreams. I was looking for my T I 84 calculator in Nana’s driveway, batteries didn’t work, etc. My Dad was going to help, but then remembered that <<perosnal info>> had wanted to go camping. I imagined that he helped fix my previous calculator by reprogramming it at work with the default program. The way I recorded it was hard to tell when it was.

Wrong Way

I was driving around a town somewhere. It was day time. I had some gangster rap music on my phone, playing from a Youtube channel. (I don’t really listen to that now but used to growing up.) I felt myself getting distracted by the music as I drove. Then I was driving down what appeared to be a one way street. I reached a point where the road ended and there was a cement or grey stone staircase. Oops! I guess that was just a sidewalk. Well, it sure looked like a road. There might have been some signs on the sides of the road I didn’t notice.

It was too narrow to do a 3 point turn so I would have to back out. With the music still on, I began to do this. Then I realized the music would be too distracting for this complex of a driving manuever, and turned it off. I couldn’t reach the brake pedal. I looked down and the pedals were much further away. I got kind of freaked out. I forgot if anything else happened or it just shifted from this to the next scene.

Religious People

There were some religious people, trying to convert others to their religion. I remember seeing the cover of their books. It had a gold diamond made of 4 diamonds kind of thing. I felt like they were imposing their beliefs on others. They acted like it was their religion that was the absolute truth. I wanted to get them to understand that their religion was just “their truth”. But if everyone collectively believed in… And I found an Aqua Green colored pencil on the table to use as an example. If everyone believed in this aqua green colored pencil, then that would become the belief system. I felt kind of mean in saying it that way. I wasn’t trying to get them to believe in the Aqua Green colored pencil, just that they should let me believe in whatever I want, and they can go on believing whatever they want. (Unless their beliefs… Involve having to change my beliefs.)

Birthday

The next context was that it was my birthday. From the same table I had just been explaining about the Aqua Green thing at, I was then eating some celebratory kind of food with people. There were some various people from high school there. <<perosnal info>>First I was eating some kind of cinnamon thing. I was aware that this contained gluten and sugar, but figured that it was my birthday, so it was alright. I didn’t know it was a dream. I finished my drink. Someone told me I should go get more of the “red drink”. It was a catering style so I could have however much I wanted. They said I should eat and drink a lot so whoever paid for it all got their money’s worth.

I remember when the Birthday Cake got to the table. It was a chocolate cake with frosting. And some candles in the middle. Everyone waited around for me to make a birthday wish. Its funny because I haven’t experienced a birthday like this in years. So it was cool to have a dream about it. Even though my birthday is way off in the future! I remember thinking, that I will have to get back on my diet soon. But also being surprised that the foods hadn’t triggered a total binge.

Paints

Everyone had paints at their table. Like a plastic tray of paints. The people behind us took our paints. So I turned around to take them back but accidentally took theirs. So then I had to switch them again. One of the girls at the table used the paint.

Leaving

After that I guess the party ended. We were all heading out. <<perosnal info>>Bathroom

I went back inside because I needed the bathroom. The building had been closed, and it asked me for a code, but I went right in anyway. It was announcing something as I went in. I remember the big doors. <<perosnal info>>I decided not to use the bathroom yet because it was not too long until I’d be home.

Choline

Outside the building, more people were arriving for classes. One girl was talking about how she had a lot of tea, but her brain still wasn’t “working”. I had stopped near by there to adjust something. I thought of telling her that she might need choline since I recently learned about acetylcholine. But I decided not to. I got involved in conversation with some of the students arriving, but eventually realized that the bus was waiting for me. I was holding all those people up. So I hurried up to catch up with them.

Weird Thing

I had a micro awakening where I was thinking about something. It might have been about a dream. But then I experienced this “switch” just flick and then all my thoughts vanished. That’s happened before. I think there are sudden transitions between a dream like state of semi consciousness to more awakeness and I can’t think of what I was just thinking about. So it was kind of weird but I went back to sleep.

Round… 3? 4? Of dreams

First I was driving around to go to <<PEROSNAL INFO>>. There were these houses under construction. I remember seeing how they were with all the new boards there. Maybe surprised to see construction there. Also I saw a workout scene of <<perosnal info>> doing some workouts and all this grunting. Those were the earlier parts.

Name Calling

I was sleeping in a room at my Nana’s. I woke up and found that it was around 8 A M in dream world time. <<perosnal info>>My Aunt <<perosnal info>>, Nana and Uncle <<perosnal info>>were in my room, talking. I was like, “What are you doing here?!” And mad at them. They said they were trying to help me. I was like, “Get out!” <<perosnal info>>Eventually my Uncle and Nana left. But <<perosnal info>>was still there. She started teasing me. She called me an interesting name. <<perosnal info>>Mirror

It turned out my Aunt was making a cry for help or attention and I tried to help her. Then I was looking in a mirror. I had become aware it was a dream, and I began showing her my face in the mirror. My head and face were way different than waking life. I had one of those pear shaped faces like in cartoons. And I only had one eye. I was like, “Look, see? I only have one eye!” But I was really the one astonished. Then I looked again and instead of one eye being in the center, I had one eye on the left side of my face. So I used my right hand and “pulled open” another eye. So then I had two.

Family History

The dream got very interesting because it flashed a very vivid scene of family history, almost all at once. It showed a young black haired woman and a young red brown haired man who seemed to be <<perosnal info>>. Then it showed a heavier woman at the head of the table who was in her 50’s or 60’s. I thought that was <<perosnal info>>. Nana seemed to be to her right. Nana was young, too. I really felt like the dream was showing me the family history but upon awakening I wasn’t sure if my Aunt and Uncle knew each other that young. Then more family dysfunction ensued.

Chaotic Dinner

I was sitting at the other head of the table, which surprised me. First I wasn’t using the silverware the same as everyone else, so they chided me about that. My Aunt told me if I didn’t use the silverware right, I would spill some soup, which someone would then slip on. She said they would crack their head open! I was like, there is more than one way to use silverware. I felt angry. There was also talk of seat cushions. I felt my seat was not cushioned. Then I saw one on the floor nearby. When I looked at my chair, there appeared to be a cushion already on it, but I touched it, and it was like it had no material to it. It went straight through to the chair. At another point, someone had cooked with my spinach. I was like, what a mess!

At one point someone took my food, and I was like “What the F?!” Then someone commented on my “foul language”. I was like “MY foul LANGUAGE? Look at everyone’s foul BEHAVIOR!! Just because you can’t hear it…” Needless to say I was very frustrated with everyone.

Conversations

But at the same time I knew it was a dream. I guess it was semi lucid. I remember having several conversations with the dream figures, and even thinking of them as a way to prolong the dream. But I couldn’t remember details of the conversations upon awakening. <<perosnal info>>appeared.

I can do that, too!


I remember coming to my senses again and thinking, well, I am in a dream, and I guess I should try to do something more fun. More people started arriving. More people my age I guess. There had been a younger guy and his girlfriend sitting in the corner of the room. I turned to them again because I had an idea. <<perosnal info>>I said to the guy, “Look what I can do!” And put my right pointer finger through my left hand. It kind of hurt. But it went through very clearly. His reaction really surprised me! He said, “I can do that, too!” And put his finger through his palm. Wow! He said it kind of hurt him too.
I wondered if he was another lucid dreamer.

Girl Comment

The girl who had been sitting near the guy made another abstract comment. She said that I should “circumcize my lips”. I guess this would mean just having my lips removed so I have only skin there. After that the dream ended. I think it was so abstract that I was startled awake.

Round 4 of Dreams
<<perosnal info>>

I remembered <<perosnal info>> riding a bike over something. He tried to do a jump and fell. There was something like, <<perosnal info>>, woo hoo! And then another thing with trying to dream journal but I was standing outside <<perosnal info>>. Something with my sister, too. And then the part with my orange glasses, and a thicker pair of circular glasses. Someone wanted my orange glasses maybe.

Last round of dreams

I was thinking through the dreams. As soon as I flicked the recorder and said, “Something with a video game designer”, my mind went totally blank. That was so weird. <<perosnal info>>The only detail that popped back into mind was of <<perosnal info>> asking me about a community college course I was taking (in the dream context). I said I wasn’t going, and wasn’t really taking it that seriously. He was like, “What?!” and trying to push me to take the class more seriously.

Notes

Overall I had good dream recall and a good experience of being lucid in that one dream. I hope it continues building in subsequent nights. I wonder if the mid night yoga will stick as a routine. It’s better that I do that for a half hour, and fall back asleep easily, than if I lay in bed, restless, and have 3 hours of insomnia!

I made another D J drawing video. This ones a little shorter. It didn’t seem like there was much to draw today.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IZnRj0UQQTE

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.

I was on a moving platform made of snow with a bunch of other people. There was something about being stuck on it. There were some other parts I forgot. I was at <<Personal Info>>and there was something else to do with my Mom and Dad.

Then I remember folding up this clothing thing which had six limbs. It was like my grey fleece but with six limbs. I was connecting the end of one of the leg parts with one of the arm parts and criss crossing them. I dropped something and started to say the F word like “ffff…” but then changed it to “fffffind it.” <<Personal Info>> was like, “good save.” <<Personal Info>>

There was a part where my sister and I were kids. My Dad moved back from a chair and my sister took the chair. I stood at the table next to my sister’s chair.

Then there was a guy saying how <<PERSONAL INFO>>has everyone shut in. He wants to save the world from <<PERSONAL INFO>>. There seems to be a limited amount of time to say good bye to everyone. The guy kneels down in front of a woman and says “Malmsteen”. I felt like I was watching King of Queens. It was kind of random. But it made me go listen to some Malmsteen the next day.

I woke up from those and thought through them. At first I had one more scene in mind, but it was gone. Before I woke up, there was some music playing within the dream. It was funny when I woke up and at first I was like, “Hey, the music turned off. Oh! I was just dreaming.” And then remembered to think of my dreams.

I had trouble falling asleep AGAIN and so that was just that. I drifted to sleep just a little and had a tiny dream that I got on my voice recorder. Then, eventually got back to sleep on my diagonal front.

This time was interesting. I was dreaming of being at <<Personal Info>>again. <<Personal Info>> <<Personal Info>>So, then, there was another part of that dream. I was in the living room. My Dad was there and he kind of scared me. There may have been some domestic violence in the dream. I was trying to turn a T V off, but it wouldn’t turn off. My Dad came into the living room and I felt scared. It occurred to me that this was a dream. His teeth looked different, and I just got the sense it was a dream. I’m not sure if my Dream Dad did it, but I felt my face pressed into the couch, and heard a voice talking to me. I knew it was a dream, so I was thinking of how I could defend myself. But so far, I wasn’t really feeling threatened. Now that I look back, I was feeling my body sensations from the way I was laying in the bed, but the dream was making a story that went along with it.

The dream transitioned to where I was in my physical bed, but in sleep paralysis or “the phase”, hearing this deep male voice that seems kind of familiar. Familiar only from other voice phenomena, not waking life.

The voice was saying some things that were threatening mostly. I forgot any of the exact words. But I remember laying there feeling like this voice was going to haunt me every night and have me stuck in sleep paralysis for hours.

I felt like I might be able to enact some dream power at any time I wanted. But I let the voice finish, and just tried to relax, and listen. I remember seeing some visuals. But when the voice was done, it asked me to reply. I tried to speak, and it was very strained, due to the paralysis. I forced out the words, “I love you.” The voice was like, “What?!” and I repeated, “I love you,” In the muffled way that it came out with my 90% paralyzed vocal chords. Then I was released, back into my physical bed. I guess that was an interesting response on my part. I didn’t have that planned. But usually embracing these things seems the healthiest to me, however hostile they seem to be. It would have been cool if I had remembered the words, or better yet, had my voice recorder on, to see if it picked it up as an Electronic Voice Phenomenon. I believe it could be recorded as E V P, but the spookies will never come when my recorder is on!

I got back to sleep after recording those, not too shaken up. I’ve had this at least 10 times before where I hear voices in sleep paralysis.

I had a dream that’s on my voice recorder but it’s not coming off the top of my head now.

My last dream was kind of a sequence. I dreamed of this side scroller video game. It was really cool but I couldn’t remember the details. Bummer, dude. Then, there was a part with my immediate family. My Dad and Sister were going out to a barbecue thing. My Mom and I were staying home. <<Personal Info>>I remember hiding behind my desk as my Dad was leaving, so he wouldn’t see me.

Then there was this live stream about lucid dreaming. My friend <<PERSONAL INFO>>was late. They were saying how he signs up, but never comes to it.

Then it was this scene of a guy who had bought this boat and was driving it around this snowy place. I rememember it was covered in snow. And he was walking around in the snow.

Then he went to find a bathroom. There was someone in the bathroom. When he got to go in, it turned out the previous guy had left his binders in the bathroom, vertical on the wall. So he gave them back. <<Personal Info>>These red things were all around that looked like the armor on Groudon’s back. We are throwing some sand around. The Groudon armor stuff pertained to some kind of interdimensional beast like a Giratina. So then the dream showed this monster being held still by some electromagnetic force. The people controlling the force said how that isn’t even enough to destroy the beast. It barely subdues it. They had the thing on its back. Then they amplified it even more and this yellow orb of electromagnetic energy appeared over the beast. The beast went into convulsions and I assume it died from that. I actually think this was pretty violent and sad. If I was lucid, I definitely would have tried to stop them. Surely a more humane arrangement could be reached.

Somewhere in there, I was yelling at some land scapers for making too much noise. But instead of gas blower noise it was electrical noise. They had electrical equipment on the bed of their truck.

That was all that came off the top of my head. I wonder what, if anything, will get me sleeping normally again. But that voice phenomenon was definitely scary on some levels. Maybe a part of me knew that would come to me if I slept, so it resisted sleep. I think having too intense of dream experiences of sleep paralysis could cause a subconscious sleep resistance. Actually I heard about some really bad nightmares other people had, of being tortured in dreams, and feeling everything, the previous day. So, that would definitely cause me to not want to go to sleep! And that’s how I think lucid dreaming could potentially help people (or just me) overcome insomnia. If insomnia is caused by sleep resistance from a fear of night mares, then building lucid, dreaming skills would be something that helps the person feel confident that when they go to sleep, they will be able to handle their dreams. I don’t know if I ever got that night mare talk as a kid, telling me that if I dream about that night mare feeling, I can become lucid. So I probably need to give myself that talk and say that its safe to sleep. And its important too because facing those dream challenges is part of life. And even if we do get a bad dream experience, it will make us stronger the next time. And there is so much more we will experience than just night mares. So on one level, I want to dream, but on another level, I’m scared to dream.
<<Personal Info>>

Tonight I made a big mistake which was that I forgot to plug in my voice recorder! So, I woke up, and it didn't have any L E D's on. It was because I had to use the plug near my bed for the space heater. So, it didn't record any of my dreams. Luckily, I was able to think of 90% of what I recorded, and write it down as if my life depended on it. They were actually really cool dreams and I'm so glad they weren't totally lost. There were some casualties, and sadly, I may never find out what happened in those. But I am glad for what I got, and I will get new back up batteries. And hopefully not make that mistake again any time soon! I also did a good job of not getting too upset or beating myself up. I just went straight to salvaging the dreams, which is what matters most. And, it is okay to make mistakes while learning. Mistakes are a sign of growing. Remember, be gentle with yourself.

Round 1:
I know I only remembered one or two fragments to begin with anyway. But now I am totally clueless as to what they were. My feelings when I forget a dream are very intense. It feels like something was ripped out of me. Like there is a void in my soul.

Round 2:

I had some trouble falling back to sleep but eventually got there. Where my memory of it starts, I was in this meeting room. (hidden) and another older woman with blonde ish grey hair were there. There were these metal fold up chairs. Someone said how (hidden) and the other woman had smoked. Although I didn’t smell it, I didn’t notice it was a dream (yet). I got mad and started kind of cussing them out for trailing in smoke. I kind of wondered where the scent was, though. As I yelled at them, I kind of got away from them. I forgot if there was any back lash for yelling at them.

At some point I became lucid. I am not sure how. My friend (hidden) was wearing a shirt that said, “Satan hates Lucifer” and it had some wave designs on it, and other symbols. I ask him what it means. (Abruptly switching from past to present tense!) We go up some short flight of steps, up to a little platform before a door. (hidden) is also there with us. I know it is a dream. I stare at the wave design on (hidden)’s(hidden)shirt, which becomes mezmerizing. I have a sense that it is activating something within the dream.

Gradually I appear in my bed, but in “the phase”. Gradually, I feel parts of my body separate. It happens mostly on its own, as if I am being lifted by reverse gravity, but at some points I gently go along with it. I feel some fear. The idea comes to mind that I could think about a place I want to appear, and maybe I will appear there. So I think “beautiful beach” as I float upwards. I am careful not to open my eyes in my room. I want to be in the sky, not just end up in my room. I feel myself pass through the ceiling, and I am up and out.

I slowly open my eyes, kind of blinking at first. Squinting, then fully open. I can see bright stars on a dark navy blue sky. I am in the air. There is some orange glow in the horizon, as if it is a sun rise or sun set. It is really spectacular, and just one of those things that is beyond words. It is hyper realistic. I look down and see I am flying over a beach. I am a little dissappointed because it is just the local beach. It looks to be near or at (hidden) near the tunnel. But hey, I am flying, and there is water, so I can try to enjoy it!

I fly over the water and notice a body of sand to my right. I am actually using a breast stroke swimming motion as I go through the air. I am afraid someone in the physical world will see me, as if I am in a ghost form. As I fly, I also think about what to tell people about it. I feel like I am telling the world about it as I go in some way.

I could have probably flown up to space. I was flying well. But I didn’t think of that. Well, what happened was good anyway.

Looking at the water, I decide to fly into it. (I had been thinking about water dreams a lot the past few days.) When I cross the water’s surface, it becomes dark. Maybe its because I usually close my eyes under water, and I didn’t put on “dream goggles.” I am suddenly scared to feel around, as is what usually happens when I enter water. Then it is brighter than it even was above the water’s surface. I look around and there is a cluster of muscles (shell fish). They look scary and briney. I am scared there will be something scarier. Red boxing gloves also appear, scattered about the ground, underwater, there. That is a little silly. I am fully aware it’s a dream the whole time.

A lot of times, I have had trouble flying back out of water, once I have flown into it. This might be because while flying is for traveling through the air, swimming is really for the water, not flying. However, I usually try to fly back out, and no motion occurs. What I think I need to do is SWIM to the surface, then do an “Up + A” jump like in Mario. In video games, the characters can somehow jump up out of the water from swimming at its surface, without touching any ground. So I basically need to do that, then catch myself before I fall back into the water, and fly up from there. Other times I have got lucky and eventually flown or sprung out, but I’d like to be able to do it more skillfully. Once I was on the ocean floor and a T Rex was running at me. I flew up, but slowed by the water. Eventually I gained speed and bursted up out of the water is if shot by a cannon. But it was close. Of course teleportation would probably also work, or lots of other things.

After letting me experience that for a moment, the dream let me out of the water. I think I briefly woke up, but then the dream took me back to the same location, just on the dry land this time. I heard some voices off to the left, like a child crying. I think there was one more time I woke up for a second, and re appeared at the beach for another second, and woke up again.

But I stayed still, and realized I was in “the phase”. I got the idea to make slight “physical” movements but I think my actual physical body wasn’t moving. It was just that I was generating sensations of movement.

I re appear in the same room that I was in before, where I fought with the smokers, and saw my friend’s shirt. I might have forgot some parts, but not due to the voice recorder power loss. I hadn’t remembered them to begin with.

(hidden) appears. I feel a sense of familiarity with him. I told him I was afraid to forget my dream so far. I still knew it was a dream. He was very understanding. I think we talked some more but I forgot some of it. He kind of appeared as a dream guide I think. I was so sure it was actually him. The thing about shared dreaming is, if you try to ask the person, they might not think the dream happened. But maybe they just didn’t remember! So shared dreaming will appear to be false if you do it with people who aren’t at a super high level of dream recall. Shared dreaming might not be easy to prove, but it might still be happening. I believe in shared dreaming regardless of all the skepticism.

There was a guy there who I knew from the local gym growing up. He has appeared in my dreams at times. I used to be really into weight lifting and the other high level weight lifters always made an impression on me. He was saying how someone should buy their kids cricket, so they could play cricket. And he also said that people should stop smoking. It was such a good feeling to hear someone else agree with me on that. I reached over him to pat him on the shoulder, but managed to get my arm pit in his face in the process. I was like, whoops, now he had to smell my arm pit. That was kind of silly.

(Back to present tense! I would get a bad grade on an English paper!)

Then we are all going outside. I still know it’s a dream. Before we go outside, my orange glasses and a few other familiar items I almost always keep with me in waking life appear. The familiarity is helpful. I pick them all up before going outside.

We all go outside the little building there. I realize that the dream is going to continue, so I decide to tell (hidden) about my dream thus far. Then, an ominous or malevolent prescence is felt. It whips me up like a cyclone, but no one else is lifted up that I can see. I am in a state of non resistance, but I also have the thought that this thing is going to possess me and turn me against all the other people there. They will not see the malevolent force or be aware of it. They will just think it is me, becoming a bad guy, when really it is this dark force taking control of me. That all goes through me head as I am whipped around in this cyclone. I guess a lot of my expectations that come up during dreams, which then go to create the events, come from religious beliefs I was taught growing up. So I see dreaming as a way to kind of practice new more healthier beliefs. I pretty much try to be in a state of non resistance to all the things that occur in the dreams. That is my ideal but a lot of times I have some level of fear or resistance anyway.

Well, I woke up from those. I expected to rush straight to my voice recorder, but when I actually felt myself in my physical bed, no longer in the phase, I realized that was silly. I have to stay still and think it through first! So I did just that, and gradually, slowly but surely, it all came back to me. I don’t meditate a lot in waking life, but I think when I wake up from a dream, and concentrate on recalling it, that’s really the closest thing to real meditation I ever do. There were no blips in dream recall and I am glad because this was my first L D of this caliber in at least a week or two.


Round 3:
I had a little difficult falling back to sleep again, but eventually got there. What a relief.

My dream memory of these starts with me in the (hidden) kitchen. (hidden) was eating some food from a tupperware. Something happened and she seemed to become sad. I found some turkey and cheese in the fridge and decided to make a sandwich. I went out to the garage. I had two toasted pieces of buttered bread. I was putting that together with the turkey and cheese, listening to (hidden)(I didn’t know it was a dream yet.)

I haven’t eaten really any animal products except fish oil for almost 2 years now, so in the dream, I was kind of wondering why I was about to eat this turkey. I took a bite anyway. It felt like biting into a baseball glove sandwich. I bit down harder and tasted some salty turkey, but still it was tough. Then I realized that the turkey might be old. I went into the kitchen to check the date on the package, but couldn’t find it. I got mad. I was like, “WTF?! Where’s the packaging?” Kind of yelling.

As I went through the fridge, I saw that my Dad had really stocked up on green vegetables. There was even a big duffel bag on the right hand side of the middle shelf. I was like, they sell groceries in duffel bags now? But generally impressed with my Dad’s vegetable selection. I also remember standing at the kitchen counter, afraid I would actually get some energy from the turkey, and become an animal eater again. I got a bad sinking feeling from losing my streak of pseudo-veganism, like the feeling of realization I have sometimes felt after falling off my diet or off the wagon. Luckily it was just a dream! I also felt bad because I thought it was for my Dad’s lunch.

I probably forgot some other stuff. I think there was a major flying part where I phased through a window and flew, but the dream was super long. I think there was also a part where we were at a beach, which also happened again later.

The next part I clearly remember is hearing a guy say that he doesn’t listen to a lot of youtube or spiritual talks but Facebook is what puts him in Zen mode. I actually set my facebook to delete some time within the last 2 weeks and so I think it was a reminder to see if I am really sure about deleting it. I thought it was interesting that someone could see how facebook puts them in “Zen Mode” when I always saw it as a distraction. Well, I could always start over on facebook, if I really wanted.

That transitioned to a meeting with my Mom, some African American people and some Caucasian people. I forgot what they were saying, but I think it was from some “I’m having a boy!” V Logs I watched the previous day.

At some point I realized it was a dream. I was with family, which probably came from seeing family on Easter. It was like they wouldn’t let me go, but I wanted to go do my own thing. I ran away, telling myself, “It’s not really them! It is just a dream!” (Switching to present tense.) I run down the hall of this building, hearing my Aunt (hidden) call after me. I see the door for me to press open at the end of the hall. Then, there is a glass window, maybe two foot tall by one foot wide. Instead of opening the door, I attempt to phase through the window. I am very surprised when it works! And I am up in the sky once again.

The sky is blue this time. More like daytime. I realize that my family members might run after me and look up, seeing me in flight. So I fly up onto the roof where I will be out of sight.

I knew it was a dream, but I am not sure what my action means. I usually try to give the “benefit of the doubt” to the dream figures that they might be my actual family and such, and treat them with equal respect. Running out on them and flying wouldn’t align with that ideal. But I have not always gotten along with my family that great so maybe I had enough from the holiday and needed to be on my own. (I haven’t always gotten along with anyone that great!)

There might have been some other stuff I forgot. I was in and out of lucidity. I was talking to someone before a meeting started. Switch to present tense. The meeting is beginning. Someone wants to smoke. Another group member informs them that they have to go far from the building to do so. They reply, “Aw, man, I have to miss the beginning.” And leave. Another fellow, who will appear again later, is smoking an Electronic Cigarette. My blood boils. “You smokers better keep your bleeping mouths shut,” I say. We sit as if to meditate. I am about to close my eyes when I notice a fellow to my right, lighting a cigarette, right there in the middle of the group. I rip the cigarette and lighter out of his mouth and mash my palm into his nose.

Afraid of retaliation, I get up to leave. I continually check if anyone is chasing me, but no one is. I walk out this hall way made of all glass. When I get outside, I see (hidden), or someone I call (hidden) in my mind. He is at the top of an escalator, which seems to be my way “home”. Two guys get in my way though, and try to block me. I explain that I have been dreaming so long, and I just want to go home. (A lot more happened than I was even able to remember. This was a LONG dream. I think the earlier parts of flying and being at the beach that I forgot were HUGE, but just too much to recall at once. I usually try to stay in the dream as long as I can anyway though, even though I’m aware sometimes too long a dream leads to forgetting parts. I hear about people waking themselves up prematurely so they don’t forget it, but I can’t see myself doing that. )

I wash up on the beach thing again. I am on a life raft with (hidden) and a woman about my age. She has dark hair and she is pretty. I am aware she smoked an electronic cigarette earlier in the dream, but I am still really attracted to her. I know it’s a dream anyway. (I would be very careful not to kiss anyone who has ingested substances like nicotene or other drugs or alcohol in waking life, since it would be in their saliva or blood stream, and I don’t want it in my system. So this is on my mind in the dream.) She seems to like me too, and I decide to kiss her, because it doesn’t seem like her nicotene will be transmitted to my physical blood stream within the dream. (hidden)When I got back into the dream, I was still washing up onto the beach thing. I had to save the woman. The water was a cartoonish blue. The tide was coming up fast. (hidden) pushed two cans into the sand to make a marker for where the tide was. I worried we would have nothing to drink. I had a glass jar. I caught this little shark thing in the glass jar. It was just a little longer than the jar. I figured this would give us food or water or both. I touched the shark thing and it was really sharp, like it was made of knives. There were a bunch more of these sharp sharks swimming by the shore, and so I ran out of there even faster. Someone, I think it was (hidden), released the shark at one point. I kind of wanted to keep it, but moved on. I think my lucidity level was fluctuating and I wasn’t exercising much dream control if any.

When we got up to the high tide mark, the water had pretty much followed us all the way there. There was a big moving truck on the beach that we could use as shelter. A guy was going into it to rest. I saw the guy I had told off in the previous meeting with the smokers. Not the guy whose face I mashed but the guy who had the E cigarette. I felt like the dream was never going to let me go until I sort of took it easy on the smokers. It would keep putting me back through some exposure to smokers, then wash me up on the beach after I attacked them again, until I broke the cycle by just taking it easy on them.

(Switch to present tense.) I look into the guy’s eyes and they are sky blue. They also have purple splotches. I am really struggling to get words out. It is like my pride is symbolized in the dream as an extreme strain to say the words to the guy. It sounds like I am heaving to breathe or something. But I am trying to say that I am sorry and explain that I have to apologize to break free of the dream cycle we are currently in. The guy says I don’t have to apologize, but I insist. (I think that was the second time I had that type of difficulty speaking within the dream.)

I realize its still “my” dream and I don’t have to stay here. I demand more time with the woman from before. The dream complies immediately, but I sense there is more to it than that. The woman is up in my face ready to fight. I am like, oh, man, this is going to be different. At first, I’m not happy with it. I could even see it going nightmarish. The woman’s lips become like big green Piccolo lips with razor teeth. Her face does some other kinds of morphs. When I accept the dream’s will, it shifts again, and the woman and I become power stars like in Mario, but not the exact shape. We fly around like it’s a video game, running into monsters and blowing them up. Points appear like in Final Fantasy Crystal Chronicles. It isn’t what I expected, but its kind of cool. Actually its beyond my wildest dreams! We fly up over this railing on a platform and into a corridor.

Then I had a false awakening of dream journaling or telling someone about the dream. I was mainly describing how in the dream, I had hardly any pride blocking me from making an apology, like I do in waking life. That was very transformative to even feel what that could be like. Then, I was describing how I accepted the dream’s will after I had asserted my own and been sort of played a joke on. And how it shifted again to something we both liked. I felt like I had recorded most of the beginning of the dream.

Then this movie started to play. I thought it was an actual dream recorder, and it was playing a part of the recording of my dream to me. But that part didn’t seem familiar. I just figured I better pay attention so I could record it, not knowing it was still a dream. I felt so overwhelmed by how long the dream was.

The dream movie showed these three police officer guys on top of a bus thing. They all had cannons. (hidden)I woke up from that. I knew I was in my physical bed for sure, and the reality of how long the dream was hit me hard. I did my best to think through it, one detail at a time. Luckily, I didn’t need the bathroom, so I could stay perfectly still for a long time. Eventually I moved a little and flicked my voice recorder on, not knowing it had run out of battery, and hadn’t been plugged in! Luckily, the intensity of the dream, and the effort I put into intially recalling it, caused me to still remember it enough to type it as soon as I realized the technology hadn’t been on. I will never know if I left anything out. It seems like a complete recollection of what I initially remembered, but I will never know! So I have to be careful in the future, and make sure it always has fresh batteries in it.


Round 4:

I was in and out of these dreams, recording a few sentences, and falling back asleep. So, I lost some of the earlier parts. No clue what they were! I really wonder.

There was a part where I was playing in a Mario platformer. There was some kind of ice level. I got Mario to do a “wall jump” as he was sliding down between two green tubes, about to fall off the stage. I was surprised it actually worked, then kept it up. Then I had to go down this Bowser Slide thing. Bowser was sliding down with me. He said, “Only 25 feet to go. Hop onto me!” So I jumped on him and his spikes hurt me. I also slid off the slide onto the abyss once, re spawned, and got to the end of the slide. That was more like S M 64.

In the next part, I was going through some rooms. I needed to go #1 within the dream but not in waking life. The (hidden) hall monitor lady from my high school came in and I couldn’t go #1. The room had this big circle thing in the center. (hidden)

I walked around the circle thing and my orange glasses appeared there. I didn’t know it was a dream.

I woke up from that and recorded it, too. Or, at least thought I did. Then I fell back asleep and continued going through the rooms. I had to find something to stir my spinach shake. In the next room was a giant and very dangerous looking knife. It looked like our main steak knife but bigger and sharper. There was a guard there and a king type of character. I referred to the king as “His highness” to the guard, asking if I could use the knife to stir my shake. It was in a tub of soap water. The answer was no, but I found a fork that would work just as well, without the danger. I also asked the guard if “his highness” could tell me whether all the doors in this castle were “warp rooms”. I said that I didn’t really need to know, since it was a dream. The funny thing is, I don’t think I was lucid. But still, I said that.

Notes:
I was surprised to be reminded of a detail about Round 2 I had totally forgotten by a later dream detail. I haven’t had to type this much in a while since I decided to just keep all my notes in the voice recorder, which is easier for me, and then type small summaries if I really want to. Forcing myself to type this today reminded of what it was like when I used to type every detail of every dream, every day. Rigorous! But today, I had to do it, before all was lost. It took me hours to type all this. If I had to go into a job today, I would have called in and said, “Hey, boss, sorry, I can’t come to work today. My dream notes didn’t make it to my voice recorder so I have to type them all up.” It was 4,788 words!

I got lucid at least twice. One of the times was more of a substantial LD. The other times were just short moments of lucidity.

In my final dream, there was this cat who bit my finger. It was like I re lived the dream 3 times. In the second part, when I got down the stairs, the cat bit my finger. I didn't know it was a dream. I didn't expect much, but it turned out that a huge chunk of skin was ripped off. I thought it was waking life, and got scared. I was really relieved when I woke up and it hadn't really happened physically.

The dream before that was my main LD. I was making some fruit juice with some people. Then I thumb wrestled a friend from school. Then I needed to find a bathroom. I went down some stairs, and I was in a sketchy train station place with public bathrooms. I found the mens room and then had a false awakening where I was sleeping in a dirt hole. Twice, that false awakening repeated. Both times, some scary group of people ran up to the hole and jumped in, and I woke up.

The third time, it started again, with me in the hole again. This time a big group of people were coming towards my sleeping hole. I realized it was a dream, and decided to face them. They required me to speak in Spanish, so I spoke in Spanish to them. My Spanish is pretty good in dreams!

I ended up joining them on a bus. I became aware that everything was hyper realistic. My vision was really sharp. I tried "deepening" which was to just rub my hands and try to rub the seats on the bus. I'm not sure if it worked, but the dream didn't end there.

We pulled into some kind of drive through food place. It was closed but there was a drive through vending machine. I had no money. There were some coins in the coin return already though. Two said Canadian on the back. Big silver coins. I rubbed the back of one and a little silver worm appeared. It freaked me out. I felt something bite my leg really hard, and woke up.

Earlier dreams don't come to mind off the top of my head. BUT I got them all in a voice recorder, so that's good enough for me.

Just as a back ground note, a small group of us as kids had a thumb wrestling thing. We used to thumb wrestle a lot, kind of as a joke. 15 years later or so, it is hard to put a word to the feeling, but the dream recaptured it. It was really cool.

In my last dream, there was something with Dinobot from beast wars. He ran his own special base outside of the Maximals or Predacons. When my group showed up there, the dream showed Dinobot sending all the humans at his base into hiding. There was a lot more to that dream, but I couldn't remember it, even though I tried! There was something with a jail.

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In the dream before that, I was in this car. My actual car was behind it. Somehow my actual car started running with no one in it, and drove straight into the road, by the local Laundromat. I thought some snow banks would stop it, but it went through them. I tried to follow it, honking my horn, to alert people. A big red hummer thing couldn't get out of its way. I looked for damage. There didn't seem to be any, but still, the driver was mad. It was my friend, G B. I realized it was a dream. I was like, "Wait, G B, It's a dream! We don't have to go to court! Lets just go fly!" And he was surprisingly like, "Woah, dude! Thanks for telling me! So, how do we do this?"

I said we would have to rub our hands fast. So I started rubbing my hands and the dream got a little more stable. But I was really anxious and lost the dream.

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There was a dream with all this fighting. That was between the above two. We were pouring Ramen Noodles into the dirt because the Ramen Noodles became yellow worms that nourished the nearby pond. At one point we were forced into the military. I was mocking my friend for trying to have a fake positive attitude about it. During another part I was arming myself with a dream version of my samurai sword.

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In an earlier part, before the car crash, it was in a school. Someone made a rap line like, "I got a place in my heart for cruel thugs. I like to give people school hugs."

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I recorded a lot more on my voice recorder, but this is just off the top of my head. There was one really cool part I wish I remembered. I was flying around. I think I was lucid. I looked up and could see neon things in the sky. I could sense it was cool, but it was so far back in the dream, I couldn't remember. After that I was supposed to pay some land scapers 80 dollars, but they paid me 80 dollars instead.

Eventually there was something with this crazy area flat type of game, but more intense. I created a "save state" like in some emulators, within the dream, because I got to a tough point. At the end it was like these gaps I had to jump over.

Then it transformed into someone smoking a cigarette near me, and me getting mad at them. I forgot how they reacted, but it was in my voice notes.

I missed the dream sign of seeing grey smoke, but not smelling it. I even wondered where the smell was, but didn't think to state check.

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I think there was an earlier dream too. Its all in my voice notes. I guess it will be a surprise then when I hear what it was! Oh yeah. Now i remember. My first round dreams was really blank. I think it was eventful but I had only remembered like one or two details.

Dreams from March 18 to 19, 2018

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Round 1 of Dreams: Beast Wars, Blue Potato and More!

I couldn’t get all details from the first round of dreams, but here is what I did get.

There are some parts with Beast Wars. In one part, it seems Megatron will be taken to court. There is a hill there. In another part, the Maximals are outside Earth’s Orbit. The dream shows a yellow space ship thing which looks like Cheetor’s. It is like an oval. Cheetor’s gun is supposed to go into it to complete it so it can return to Earth. Optimus is mad at Cheetor because he can’t complete the space ship. Maybe something bad is happening to Earth because of this.

There is a guy on a cafeteria line. It is all stainless steel. The guy is having a huge blue potato cooked. The chef is poking it with a fork. They are saying how it is for his dietary plan. I am unaware it is a dream, but I question this.

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LD: Computer Virus, Stuck on a Wall, Wait… I *AM* Dreaming?!

I forgot the beginning of these dreams but here is where my memory begins.

I am at this new apartment. I have to pay the rent. I keep telling the people I need another day. This goes on for what seems like 3 days. I am expecting my Dad to mail me cash for the rent. My mail is delivered, but the cash isn’t there. I am suspicious that the people who own the apartment are intercepting the rent money.

There is a part where I am with 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢talking about how we both slept over at 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢 house. But 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢 slept over his mom’s while my apartment is at his Dad’s. 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢I see my Aunt 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢 and sister. 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢I skate out of that room and I am in a mall. I am actually on skates. I see 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢 and I think she might like the way I look with my new beard. I go to talk to her. 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢I keep skating.

In another part, I am trying to sleep. I am close to falling asleep. However, I know it is mid day, and I haven’t paid the rent. I am just really tired from the previous night of sleeplessness (within the dream). I can’t get the idea of paying the rent out of my head. I decide to just call my Dad and ask him about the rent, then quickly go back to trying to nap. However, it doesn’t go that way. I try to call my Dad, and I can’t quite think of his number. I can get the area code but for the first few digits I am trying to figure out of it is 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢 like my old cell phone or what. I am getting really frustrated because I was supposed to be able to do this quickly and go right back to sleep. But now it is keeping me up. After some difficulty with getting my Dad’s number, and my contacts menu not working, this icon of a stoic Einstein kind of face pops up. It looks very stoic and intellectual, as if to say, anger is primitive, or something. This makes me even more mad because they are clearly just dissociated.

I am on my computer, trying to do something. I have some awareness of having lent my computer to someone earlier. What am I trying to do? I click on some things and a bunch of ads come up. The ads seem to pop up all over the windows I am currently on, as if they become a part of the program I am already on. 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢I think someone must have downloaded something and got a virus. I think of some things I downloaded that might have got me a virus. Well, okay. It will slow me down, but I will just go to Control, Alt, Delete, and run the task manager. Whatever is creating the pop ups will be a simple dot E X E program and I will be able to end the process and uninstall it. So I press Control, Alt, Delete. Also, I do a reality check. I really think it is waking life, though, and I am just doing a reality check to “build the habit” in case it happens in my dream. My finger doesn’t go through, and I am totally sure I am in waking life.

When I press Control, Alt, Delete, the window that comes up is almost metallic. It is way different than what Control, Alt, Delete brings up in Physical Matter Waking Consciousness. I click through and there is something like Window Manager. What do the windows look like? I find where it says Task manager and try to open that. There are all these tabs with bold black text. What happens after that?

It transports me to where I am standing on this big metal screw on a wall. The metal screw or metal rod is kind of rusty. It pokes out of the wall maybe 6 inches, and is thick enough not to bend under my weight. I am really freaked out. I am convinced it is Physical Matter Waking Consciousness, especially due to my finger not going through. I am really high up on the wall, with only this screw to balance on. There is no way to climb up or down. I continue trying to balance. When I look again, there is some ground 20 to 30 feet down. I definitely don’t want to make that jump. No one is around. I reach up again and I can just reach the edge of the top of the wall. I can get my hand on this blue P V C pipe poking up out of the wall, and maybe on another white P V C pipe. There is not enough grip to do a pullup though. What color is the wall? Blue? I just sort of hang there by my finger tips with my foot on the metal rod. Even without the fear of being stuck there, it is just an uncomfortable position.

I wonder if there are people around. I decide to try screaming out for help. At first I think that people will come hurt me or something. Maybe it is a trap. But I decide to try anyway. I scream really loud, like, “Help! I’m stuck here!” What exactly do I say? After a while of that, I get the idea to just jump down. It seems shorter of a fall. I jump down and land just fine. How high is it? 10 to 20 feet? I land just fine. I am relieved to be down from there. I still think I am in Physical Matter Waking Consciousness.

I think it must be a restaurant I am in. There is a door way up to the front of the room. It is brown with glass panels. It is like a door, a little coat room, and another door. Before I go to it, I notice a bunch of note books on the table. When I look, they are my personal journals, or dream versions of them. I think they are my actual journals and I want to hide them before I leave, so no one reads my private journals. They are titled “guitar memos” in hand writing. Different color covers on spiral note books. I can see some cursive writing in thick green marker in one of them, and other colors in others. It reminds me of my dialogue journals. Some of the covers are ripped. I gather them up and more appear. One appears on the seat. Once I can get them all, I bring them over to this cabinet. The cabinet looks to be in use, but I figure the journals are safer there, than out in the open. I cram them into the cabinet and plan to come back for them later.

Without taking any longer, I run to the front door. I almost expect it to be locked. It turns out to be easy to open, and I get out into the street. What time of day is it? Day or Night? I run left as I exit the door, and hear some people in the building across talking about how someone’s business plan won’t work. What exactly are they saying? I slide down this slippery red velvet carpet, which is kind of fun. When I stop sliding, I kick off and slide some more.

Somewhere in there, I realize I am dreaming. What triggers the lucidity? Just a gradual realization? Once I know it’s a dream, I run and fly. I fly up to a roof. I think it is somewhat light out at this point. There are some people on the roof. I interact with them a little bit. Is there a dog? What else happens before I wake up? I wake up and think through the dreams, pretty amazed at that adventure.

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Round 3 of Dreams: The Importance of the second Reality Check & Reconciliation with Uncle

A lot of beginning parts are missing from my memory, and parts intermittently. I will just write what I do now.

There is definitely a part where I gain lucidity and then lose it again throughout the dream. What happens in that part?

Where my memory starts more clearly, I am in a movie theater. Then I fall asleep. Within the dream, I dream of being in a kitchen. There is some food on the stove. The flame goes really high. Something makes me think it’s a dream, so I finger palm test. Instead of going through, it just feels like I am touching my bones. But because my finger doesn’t come out the other side, I conclude it is Physical Matter Waking Consciousness. There is some water almost boiling. I am listening to something on my phone through the headset. I try the other finger through the other hand and that won’t go through either. Something makes me try a nose pinch breathe. As I walk away from the kitchen, I see some lights on some buildings. I feel my fingers pressing my nostrils shut, and yet, air passes through. Wow! I am dreaming! I am so glad I did that second reality check.

I want to take a bite of this big dessert food that’s there, and change the audio on my head set. Then I am like, maybe the audio that’s already on is fine. I take a bite of the dessert food and maybe some red bacon bits that are there. The kitchen is kind of dim the whole time. 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢The dream within the dream ends and I “wake back up” in the movie theater.

On the movie screen, a human cartoon and a Snoopy the dog type of cartoon are eating bacon bits. To my sister, who is at the movie with me, I am like, wow! I can’t believe they are eating bacon bits in this movie! I just dreamed about that! The screen shows the people eating bacon bits but then I can see the bacon bits inside their head. They human and dog go around in the movie world and come to another creature. What kind of creature is it? One of them spits out some bacon bits into a thin sheet of paper kind of shape and trades it with the creature. Then they go on.

In the next part I am running from some people. There is something where a pudgy baby is involved. They are like make sure to give the baby not too much or not to little of something. There is a quiet tan woman who demonstrates how to sleep on your side. She is saying to put one leg on top of the other, not one off a little in front of or in back of the other. They are saying this way its not uncomfortable. She demonstrates it on some kind of couch. What happens next?

Next thing I remember is I wake up in this room at my Nana’s. I talk out loud. Am I recording a dream? Anyway, I notice the door to my room is open. I am embarrassed and worried that people outside my room heard what I was saying.

夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢I am looking at a T V screen. My Uncle, who is downstairs, is getting a call from a 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢number. My Uncle is mad because that guy shouldn’t be calling the house, the guy should be using his cell phone. He is saying how that guy doesn’t even have the land line number for my Nana’s house.

Then Uncle 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢comes in my room without a lot of regard for my personal space. It is like because I am a guest there, he doesn’t respect my space. He sits at a desk with a phone and a big stack of money. He is complaining that his girlfriend needs more money. 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢I am like you know 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢is right there and you shouldn’t expose her to that stuff. 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢is like, “Oh, no, they’re fighting.” I am like, you know, its bad enough you smoke and drink in front of her, and set that bad of an example, but now you are exposing her to all this bad stuff you are saying. I am really mad, and not holding back. I am aware of my harsh tone, and intentionally continue with it, so my point is known. After some time of my scolding, 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢are both crying. I am thinking to myself, well, too bad, it is true! My Uncle stands up and is crying. He stands on the bed and his face is behind some kind of support beam.

He starts to explain why he has so many issues. 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢Then I say something like, yeah, I guess 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢really does affect you guys a lot. What else do we say to each other? I am seeing some shadows on the wall.

I remember thinking that even though he wasn’t attacking me up front, he could come out of nowhere and attack me, any time.

But overall I think this was a really significant dream because I have always fought with Uncle 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢in my dreams. This was not a lucid dream, just a regular or unconscious dream. In some ways I think that makes it even cooler, because it happened on its own. However, I did wonder If it was a dream at one point, while yelling at Uncle 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢But I just convinced myself it wasn’t.

Plant Dream

another dream I remember I have these plants and I'm trying to plant them and it goes with this song that you plant them along with a saw like comes with the plant and there's something with like honey in the planters and like singing I'm singing a song along with the planters but then I'm like I don't know like I don't want any wants to hear this I hear some parts um-hmm

More Uncle Stuff

There was another dream where I was drawing something. What was I drawing? My uncle reached over my shoulder and put a pencil drawing of a spiky monster kind of thing in front of me. I was like, cool, thanks, that’s great. (I saw that as more dreams of getting along better with my Uncle.)

There was another part with my Aunt saying something about having a job where I don’t need to wear my retainer all the time. Like, you could take a day off wearing your teeth. Luckily, there’s a lot of chlorine in the food.

There was a part where I was in a bedroom. The sheets on the bed were grey. I was thinking about this religion where they would beat the crap out of me so I would feel sorry, and then give me forgiveness. I was considering going, then I was like, no, I don’t need the crap beaten out of me. There was a square of sun coming in through the window. I had a recliner chair I wanted to sit in and write. But it was like I had just gotten up and gone to the bathroom, and I wasn’t sure if I should lay down and breathe, or sit up to write, while having breakfast. The idea was that I had the morning and early afternoon to watch a show, do my writing and get some food. Then I had work from the afternoon into the evening, like a restaurant shift. I was trying to get the back of the recliner chair up against the wall. At the store, I needed chicken and/or eggs. I was thinking it would be under a dollar a pound.

There was this other part where I was in the local food store and it was only open seven more minutes. I had on a black ski mask and my orange glasses, but not to rob the place. It was something else. Why did I have that on? There was a bunch of cold medicine on this one shelf. I was looking at it, thinking it sounds like a bad idea. There were like 8 different boxes. I made a joke to the store manager about being there to rob something, but it was a joke. One of the cold medicine boxes said cheap energy. There was a doctor in the store. The doctor’s advice was, “You need to go to sleep.”

Then I was walking down the side walk with these women from the store. I was like, yeah, the doctor is right. I need more sleep. The women were like, yeah, you’re always sleep deprived. So I was like, yeah, but not because I stay up all night on the computer. It’s just the trauma. I think that was a significant insight. I already knew it intellectually but experiencing that conversation in the dream might have helped.

There was another thing where we were walking through my neighborhood. There was this idea of how a person needs to make sure they are working with the trauma effectively. There was a counselor guy who lived on one of the side streets I was working with. I felt triumphant about working with my trauma effectively.
夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢

Dreams from march seventeenth to eighteenth, 2018

These dreams made me pull out the guitar the next day so I could play guitar in lucid dreams again. It was so cool.

Groop 1

These were the dreams from the first time I woke up. I think I had a job at a department store like Sears somewhere in there.

My memory starts with this guy (hidden)and some other people on line to get food. (hidden) has prepared some kind of red meat dish. The red meat looks really tender. I am second in line. I seem to get a smaller piece than I expected. I go to try to get another piece. I am picking up an onion out of the tray and saying how I can’t tell the difference between the onion and the meat.

We all go to sit in this room to eat. I am sitting along the side of the wall with some other people. The guy next to me is saying something about (hidden) and how there was some predictions for 2017 and 2018. In the dream it might be 2023. I am skeptical of the whole group at first. But then I am telling the guy next to me how they are good people because they helped me order a ower tool I needed. (hidden)The next parts I can remember are in some class room settings. In the first class room setting, I have some kind of thing that needs to be graded in the teachers office. The class is in session and I am sitting there with the other kids, while the teacher teaches. My plan is to put my head down on the desk, close my eyes, and use telekinesis to move my project around in the teacher’s office. I just hope no one will walk in while it is floating around. This seems like a viable plan.

In the second class room setting, there are students taking turns giving a presentation about apples. The first student goes and finishes. It becomes the next day and another student goes. There is something where I have a text menu on my phone that shows I have 23 to 24 videos. It reminds me of my You Tube channel. I have to select an option from a drop down menu. The lettering is orange and the back ground is white. The selector is a little sideways triangle. There is something about needing a paid account.

Also, in the class room part, there is something about how if I just play a sport, or go into weight lifting, and take classes, and get good grades, it’s like I won’t really be a person on the inside. I will be focused on all these external results but not really looking within myself.

There is something about being at a mall, with signs around.

(hidden)Before I recalled these I was thinking about something with a grey garage door in a walk around the neighborhood. At first I felt like I would totally blank on dream recall for these but they started to flow back to my mind. I think my affirmations helped me stay more optimistic.
(hidden)I woke up from those and thought them through. They seemed to come to me alright. This is a pretty good dream recall compared to other first groops of dreams.

I had some trouble falling back to sleep. I got on my exercise bike and my legs went for what seemed like a while. Then I stretched and fell back to sleep a lot easier. I need to use my exercise bike more anyway since my knees are on the fritz.

Guitar Chords!

Here is a fun L D I had. It started out with me being in a fight with my Dad. Maybe something to do with a chalk board. And I was listening to some Binaural Beats. There was a peaceful woman’s voice playing, giving some kind of instructions for a pre bed meditation. There was also something about how I needed to go into the hall way or bathroom for something, but I didn’t want to get the hall light or night light in my eyes, since this would disturb my sleep. I was also kind of justifying the angry things I said to my Dad, in my mind. I think I went to sleep within the dream? Or did anything else happen? Well, here is the next part I remember.

I find myself in a replica of my basement at 15 Swoo, playing my Ibanez guitar. I realize it is a dream. This is cool. (I am not sure what triggered lucidity but I just suddenly saw it as a dream!)

I am trying to play an E minor chord, without labeling it in my mind as such. My fingers keep slipping to the first fret of the A and D strings though, instead of the second fret. The basement is very brightly lit. I can see some white square across the way. Once I get my fingers to go to the second frets to make an E minor Chord, I think of the D minor chord. However, I put my fingers to what is actually a C major chord, while in the dream, thinking of it as D minor. The sound is really loud and like a previous guitar dream, I fear it will wake my Dad, even though it’s a dream. It sounds cool. I am excited to be playing guitar in a dream, lucidly. I start to realize the dream might lose stability, and wonder what to do.

The affirmation, “My Lucid Dreams last long and remain stable,” comes to my mind. I say this aloud within the dream. It actually works, and the dream seems to get a second wind. That is exciting!

I get up from the guitar, looking at my hands, and repeating this affirmation. I decide that writing it on something in the dream might help. There is a white countertop with a piece of ripped paper over to the side. I find a pencil there and write, “My, Lucid, Dreams,” and then sort of lose interest. The writing comes out pretty clear though.

Next thing I remember is I have my phone in my hand. Where did that come from? Well, I am looking at my phone, knowing it’s a dream. What’s on my phone at first? I flip through the screens to get to Ad Block Browser because I want to try looking up something on my phone in the dream. I am still repeating “My lucid, dreams, last long, and remain stable,” In my mind. The icon for Ad Block Browser is about the same. But instead of the words, it just says A B B. I tap it with my finger, and a screen comes up. I can see the place to put the hyper link and tap there. A little grey touch based key pad pops up. Wow, this dream phone is so similar to my physical phone. A (hidden) type of pod cast is playing. At first, it bothers me, but I just tune it out. (hidden)I begin trying to type in, because I couldn’t find the microphone for speech to text. I am able to type, “How to control an,” and then I am about to type, “L, D,” but then I realize that I should use the full words, not the abbreviation. So, I go to back space the “n” out of the word “an”, and the dream ends.

Notes

I woke up from this and thought it through, pretty excited about it all. My memory of the guitar part is so solid. Somewhere in the dream, I remember the guitar being covered in a white sheet, on a shelf, under some other stuff. I also remembered something about a bright Note Pad screen, and my Dad typing.

Groop 3 of “Dreams”

I had a series of dreams and sleep paralysis sensations take place before recording again.

Dream: 400 Bucks!

The first dream of these I remember is of me at the (hidden)kitchen or dining room. I was sitting there and my Dad gave me an envelope or a card which looked to have money on the side. I think I was complaining about being low on money. At first it looked like just one dollar, but then I saw four hundred dollar bills inside. (hidden)I wondered what it was for. There is something written on the card about the car being worth $5,400. There is some map my Dad wants me to go look up. It’s working kind of funny. At first it was a smaller place, but then showed a whole continent, surrounded by an ocean, kind of badge shaped.

L D: Leaf Blower Trigger

I think I woke up from that, and thought about it. It wasn’t really enough to break sleep paralysis and record, so I just kept it in my head. In the next dream, I am in my bed room of (hidden)I can see a guy getting a leaf blower going outside. I am angry about this starting up. Maybe it is around 3 P M in the dream. I am sitting on the floor. There are two grey bunny rabbits in the room, hopping around. I guess all my practice of doing dream state checks whenever I see or hear leaf blowers kicks in, and I try a finger palm test. I think I might be dreaming. Sure enough, I am dreaming! The finger goes through my palm. Then, I wake up.

O B E Vibrations: Rolled out and Pinned

I thought through that one and got some kind of O B E vibrations. The vibrations come on quickly, and I am rolled out of my bed sooner than expected. I roll out onto the side of the bed nearest the wall, only my bed is rotated 180 degrees and with the head board to the closet, not the opposite wall. I see a kind of white glowy hand as my own hand. I think I might actually be out of body, but I hope it will just become a lucid, dream, like the other times. I can see the window with the black out curtains drawn, so that’s another way I know it’s a dream. There is an orange jug on the floor which isn’t there in waking life.

So I am like, okay, I just rolled out of body. Here I am. I will just stand up and it will be another OOBILD. I start to push myself up and feel if there is a body on the bed, and I am pulled towards the ground. This really scares me because I can’t move. I am not sure what this is. I try to fight it a little bit, but it avails me nothing. Something is holding this “dream body” or “astral body” of mine, down on the floor, on my back.

As I lay here, I can see this sort of hologram of me appear above me. It is wearing a grey shirt. It begins appearing from its feet, then like a door is opening upwards in front of it, its body is slowly revealed from behind the “door”. I wake up from that in my physical bed, a little spooked. Not a total night terror but kind of spooky is all. I have a huge fear that if I go out of body, something will block me from going back into my body, and something else will enter my body right in front of me. Then it will “possess” me or something. So I guess I will see if that really happens or not. Either my belief in this concept will create the experience from my imagination, or there are really entities trying to do this. Or, a mix of both. But I know my dream or non physical exploration will never give me more than I can handle at any one time. And if something like that were ever to happen, whether imaginary, or actual, I am being prepared as we speak.


L D: Who’s the Boss
In the next dream of this groop, I am in a class room. There is a teacher, teaching the class. I realize it is a dream. (What makes me realize it is a dream?) All I remember is he instructs me that I have to go find some information. I have to go find out who the boss is, or why he is the boss. (hidden)I have to put on a metronome and go walk around somewhere, to the beat of the metronome. I vaguely remembering walking around a side walk outside and then returning. (hidden)I look to the boss guy and say something like, “I did it! You’re the boss!” I vaguely remember his face, just that he was a white guy.

O B E Vibrations: Jaw Shock

So I woke up from that and tried to think it through. But then I got more O B E vibrations. These were very intense and also kinda spooky again. But the O B E vibrations that came along probably came before I could form a full memory of the dream.

I was spooked by the sleep paralysis stuff but I just kept telling myself internally to just relax. There are some swishing sounds, and/or some mousey sounds. Then I feel my body really quickly lifted up out of my bed like 4 to 6 feet. This is a lot faster than I am used to, so I am surprised. I feel like I could push into it, but I tell myself to just relax. I don’t resist it or push my way into it. Relaxing lands me back in my bed though.

When I am back in my bed, the vibrations continue. They feel very electrical. I am feeling like shock waves are being sent through my jaw bones. It feels like they are being squeezed. I am still trying to tell myself to just relax. It is more than I am used to but I am confident that it can’t harm me.

Like the last O B E vibrations thing, my bed is rotated 180 degrees, with the head board up to where the closet is. There must be some kind of bluish white light source behind me. I am more spooked now, because it is flickering in this ghastly kind of a way, casting some shadows of a lamp. I am trying to remind myself that the window curtains can’t be drawn, and I can’t see the curtains the way my physical body would be facing in the physical world. So this must be a dream. But I just keep relaxing, instead of getting up to look. Also, I wear a blind fold in waking life, so I shouldn’t be able to see anything. The other main thing I notice is this really low opacity little white cloud, like barely 10% opacity. It seems to float around, but maybe it is something else.

Notes

I stayed still after that last set of O B E vibrations ended, wondering if anything else would come my way, replaying all the dreams and other stuff in my head. I was surprised that I couldn’t remember the L D with the teacher because it may have been more eventful.

I think the jaw shock thing had to do with tension in my jaw. Maybe it released tension from my jaw.

Groop 4 of Dreams

I laid back down on my right side and eventually got to sleep again. For these I just let myself drift and dream, waiting a while to record. The memories were a little jumbled so I will do my best to put them in order.

Bathroom?

The beginning of what I can remember is. I am with (hidden)and other people. We are doing something, maybe watching a show. There is something about how I have O B E’s. Maybe I have an O B E within the dream before that point. I think I was thinking how people need to just have their own experience.

I go into this dream bathroom to go make some dream #1. The dream door has some see through parts. My face looks different, so I make some faces in the mirror. I kind of like it. (hidden)I don’t realize it is a dream from my different face though. There are two toilets. I don’t want to use either because these women are right outside the door, and could see in if they wanted to. Near one toilet, there is a peanut jar full of #1. I wonder who did that.

Spooky Staircase

In the next part I remember, I am walking along (hidden)and I notice someone to the right needs help in their garage, or might. Suddenly I am in their garage. They are kind of startled. I am like, do you need help? They’re like, no, my Dad’s coming to help me. Its like (hidden) or someone tall. They have a standard barbell with a 25 on each side, and some 50 pound plates around.

Next thing I remember is I am running out of there. Except now I am seeing it all from the outside. And a black haired guy has taken my place. The “camera angle” is showing the chase from in front of the person being chased, and showing a longer haired bodybuilder guy chasing him. He reminds me of someone from the local gym I used to see there a lot. Then the long haired guy falls head first down this long set of cement stairs. He sort of slides down them, hitting his head on every step. It becomes somewhat gruesome, and I am noticing the nightmarish turn it has taken. (I’m not sure if I got lucid, but I did something to change the channel, maybe without knowing it was a dream.)

There is also some really spooky screaming voice that comes on as he falls down the stairs. It is like a gruesome monstrous scream. I sort of “turn it off” and it passes.

Oily Candle

There is another part where I am in a truck, driving with some people. I am at the back of the big moving truck, near a ramp. I think I am getting a ride somewhere but the other people are getting a ride from their flight. I’m asking what they’re doing. They seem to want me to stay out of it.

I want to go to a gym. It is night time. There are some store fronts with dark glass windows. Two store fronts are illuminated with yellow. I pass by one gym on my right, thinking, that gym isn’t my gym. Well, if that one is open, mine must not be. I keep walking though, and my gym is also lit up. I think it might not be the best business plan to have two gyms right next door to each other, but I go into my gym.

Instead of working out, I go to the side room of the gym, where they have this video game. But then, instead of playing a video game, I have this writing on some paper I am trying to do something with. What is the writing for? I light a candle. I am hearing something where some lucid, dreaming author is saying something about how the candle wick needs oil on it for it to burn right. I am seeing a candle drip off the sides. The flame burns down the wick. My paper is to the right of the candle, and the words start to melt off it or dissappear from it. What is this about? I am kind of sad now that my words have been erased by the candle.

Then an Asian guy comes in. he is supposed to be the owner or manager. He says please don’t do that. I say something back, maybe about remembering dreams. Maybe it is a dream journal entry. He says he really doesn’t need to know a lot about his dreams. He has an Asian face but stretched out more or twisted. I can sort of picture his face now. There is something about workout partners.

More Spookiness!

I am in the passenger seat going somewhere. There is this little lizard guy walking around on me. He lays on his back and either dies or pretends to die, kind of dramatically. I notice he is on my giraffe pillow.

There is a part with these witch people who are actually bad guys. They have this audio program that they want people to listen to in the morning. They say it is free, any anyone can listen at any time. No one has to wake up at any specific time. I sense they have some ulterior motive.

Then one of the witch ladies with grey hair has this little person running around on their hand. The little person has a head the size of a thimble, and a little thin small body. They run around on their hand and fall over. The lady has her grey hair down over her eyes like some kind of mask. She is saying, “Do you see how small this is?!”

During a lot of these dreams I was thinking of how to get my dream journal done. So for this one I realized it was like 8 or 9 P M. And I was like, oh, man, it’s past bed time, and I haven’t even wrote my dreams, let alone done my waking life recall. Oh, man!

(hidden)
Pickup Artist Guy

(hidden) is doing a You Tube series on how to meet girls. He has it all set up and I am looking onto the You Tube videos. I click on the first video, which is 50 to 60 minutes. I am skipping ahead a little bit and then going back to earlier.

He’s saying he sits on the benches at the bus stop, to prepare to approach women. He has to almost compulsively approach women to prove himself. He sits there to work up his courage. He has this mirror that he holds up and uses it to look at women’s necks to see what they are wearing. Then he prepares some kind of pick up line based on that. Before he goes up to them, he lays on the grass and rips the grass out of the ground to psych himself up. He is saying how he needs to approach women because he is just driven to do so. There’s the idea that the people at the bus stop think he’s weird but he keeps at it anyway.

Then it changes into a talk about this guy who he is really nice to. He is really outgoing towards this fellow, (hidden)He waves to him, and his hand gets really big, like a camera zooming in kind of thing. At some point he makes the guy’s brief case fall in the water though. But the guy doesn’t even mind. Another guy falls in the water too. The guy just jumps in after his brief case, like its no problem. They are on a dock by the water.

Notes

I tried to fall asleep one more time, but that was it.

Dreams from March fifteenth to sixteenth, 2018

The dreams tonight had somewhat of a different flavor. I am also paying attention to how I fall asleep now. I think I fall asleep the fastest when I stay still. But sometimes I compulsively fidget. So I am noting how I do with falling asleep and whether or not I stay still.

Earlier Dream Pieces

R S is there. He is doing 100 pound dumbbells on incline. I am seeing if I could do more than him but on flat bench.
C H and R M may also be somewhere in the dream.
A lot of my first dream memories are vague so far.

A Chance with B R

In the first round of dreams I actually go on a date with B R. I have this job I am just starting at, at the same time, within that context. It is like a grocery store job. So she is like, you should go into work. And I’m like, no, I have to wait until I’m scheduled, so I don’t become workaholic. I am taking some apples out of the fridge while we talk. It looks like the apples in my 15 Swoo fridge, except in my room. B R asks another guy a question about himself and I feel insecure that now she is more interested in him than in me. I am thinking I should do affirmations about not being insecure, or being secure, but then if B R found out I did them, she would think it was weird. Like it would “bias the situation”.

When I am done in the fridge, I am sitting diagonal from B R. She is sitting against the adjacent wall, diagonal to my right. I’m hinting to her that I have time off work, so we can connect on a deeper level. I am sort of pointing my knees at her or something. I think I will just be insecure forever.

I mention to her the last time I got carried away with work, a writing project on my birthday. (Dream context.) Since then I have not got carried away with a work project.

Notes

I fell asleep almost using like a WILD method except my mind conked out. I wasn’t trying to WILD, but I was just trying to stay still. Once I stayed still, sleep came on pretty easily.

Long Adventure: Parking Panic, Borrowing Pants, Coloring, Dream Forum

My memory of this dream begins with me parked behind this car. The front of my car is right up to its tail. It must have backed in front of me because I never park that close. Another car is pulled up and about to parallel park behind me. I realize they will probably block me from getting out of the spot by parking too close on either side, and hurry up to get out of there. I hit the ignition and push up into the place where the parallel parking driver is. The cars are red and grey or silver. What kind of cars are they? Who are the other drivers? What road is it on? What else happens after this?

Something with G A comes to mind.

I am in a parking garage after talking to some friends about a job. A T is telling me something about how I have to work hard. I am wearing a white T shirt and doing I T Band stretches by hanging on a beam. Who else is there? What is the job?

At some point some of my clothes get wet. Near some lockers, a woman lends me her clothes to dry myself off. Not her regular clothes but her spare clothes. I see her walk through the hall and thank her for giving me her pants. I realize this sounds awkward in front of other people who don’t know the context, and apologize. What else happens between this and the next part I remembered?

Well, next part is, I am in this class room. I hear three women from high school, E R, A T and maybe another. They are singing this song that goes something like, “Ain’t no tool, just pick up the phone! Ain’t no tool, just pick up the phone!” It is about not being self-sufficient with self-help tools and instead asking others for help. Apparently it is some kind of recovery concert. I’m thinking to myself how since I got into recovery, I have seen so many changes I never would have expected.

Next thing I remember is I am in the class room listening to an African American woman with short black hair say how she doesn’t like the way she looks. She is saying how she doesn’t like her nose and face. I am telling her she looks great, and is probably just judging herself harshly. Without me noticing, her hair gets all these bright yellow highlights in it. I notice the way it looks with her skin color. She continues talking to me about stuff. Then T S comes in. He is wearing a white shirt. He starts talking to me. I ask him to please wait because I am already listening to this woman now. So he waits. Does he disappear?

Next thing I know the woman’s hair is short and spiky. She might become a completely different person. The thing is, I notice the sudden change, just without realizing it could be a dream. Still, I am questioning how it could have happened. It seems to have happened instantly. I am like, did you just change your hair? And she is like, oh, yeah, I just got a quick hair-cut. Throughout all this there is another woman I am trying to impress. I guess by being really nice.

Next in the class room we are all sitting around drawing. I am trying to draw Piccolo from Dragon Ball Z. The sensations of drawing within the dream are pretty vivid but something seems uncoordinated. I am thinking I really need a reference drawing. The woman I’m trying to impress won’t think less of me for using a reference drawing.

Another guy is standing around and there is a seat next to me, so I invite him to come draw. I tell him that he is more than welcome and there are plenty of crayons. (That was nice!) He sits down in the open seat to my right and I pass him some crayons. There are these two really short crayons, the size of a tiny pencil eraser from a clicky pencil. He uncaps one and it draws a whitish grey color. He calls it black though. I guess his vision must be inverted, but still I question that for a moment. The next crayon thing is gold. He calls that one gold. I figure gold must be the same whether colors are normal or inverted. So I am questioning things but making sense of it with dreamy thinking.

Next thing is that people are coming in t take a big class picture. We’re all in a class room and when I look around there are a lot more people than before. They have all these cameras taped together, like a grid of cameras. The idea is that we have to tape together more cameras to be able to take a big picture of everyone. So I decide to jump in and help. I find some fold up tables to use as a work bench for taping together more cameras. (This is funny.) One table is broken or difficult to set up. One of the tables is a reddish kind of wood. One of them works well and that is the one we set up.

At some point my Nana calls me and it is Christmas. I start to think it must be Santa Claus’s birthday or Nana’s birthday but I don’t say happy birthday to either of them. So I think I should say happy birthday to either of them.

There’s a part with these two older program guys at a table talking. They say something that catches my ear. Or something like that. So I am kind of laughing and then they notice I am there. So then they change their conversation and start saying how everyone who goes to the program has to have a “religious experience” in their dream and all this spiritual stuff has to happen to them. They have to have a dream that saves them. I’m overhearing them while looking at this basin of water. It is in a kind of religious room. What comes after that? Do we ever take the picture?

I think I start looking into a cabinet and then I am on a computer. I am browsing a forum about dreams. My user name on the forum is Charles.phone. I am thinking of a dream I had. (I am not sure if I really had this dream or if it was just implanted context. But the dream seemed really familiar.)

I click on a thread and it has a grading chart for my lucid, dream. There are all these numbers next to various aspects of the dream, such as getting lucid and stabilizing. The dream is about being in this under ground place. (Did I ever journal this?) I am thinking, well, I have this whole point system already, I guess I am ready for the competition. Somewhere in there is the word rapping. In my dream journal entry I get a Dialed and then points for attempting to stabilize it.

Then I am reading another person’s dream journal, or a post she has made, about her dream. It is only a few lines. It says, she is on a beach, and there’s someone there. On the beach, she wants to smoke, but she doesn’t know if she should. She ends the post by asking what it means. I get an adrenaline rush and jump to reply, “YOU SHOULDN’T SMOKE!” There’s something about how she wants the beach to be a peaceful place, not a smoky place. Did anything else happen after that?

Notes

I woke up in a funny way. Without me even doing it on purpose, my whole body just contracted and stretched with a big yawn, and I found myself awake. I was not expecting that. So I was like, okay, stay still and think about the dreams! My body doesn’t usually have a wake up surge like that.

When attempting to go back to sleep, I was staying still a while. I was in and out of consciousness and then some small itch came along or some discomfort, and I adjusted. Once I adjusted, I really lost so much progress towards getting to sleep. A little fidget is no small thing! I tried to tell myself I will just adjust this one thing, and then stay perfectly still. But after that, my legs were going wild for a good period of time. Eventually I got them still again and managed to get to sleep. But that one little itch probably cost me like a half hour. I think I fall asleep faster when I stop myself from all the fidgeting so I need to do that, even if its uncomfortable at first.

At the end of that long dream there might have been something with brushing my teeth. That came to mind as I was almost asleep the last time.

Small Buses

This is just a dream flash. There is a school bus going by my house toward the main road. Two more buses are coming the other way down my street. It is raining out. The two school buses going the other way are tiny, like the size of compact cars. They have bright head lights.

I woke up from that realizing it was a dream flash. So I was like, okay, just stay still. And you will be in another dream soon.

Stacking Salmon on the Phone

Another short dream. I am at 1 6 24 and on the men’s meeting line. Someone is having a turn talking and they ask something about what its like to give or receive feedback on a meeting. Someone else says well you already are doing that or something. G or C is on the line. It is dim in the 1 6 24 living room. Then there is something where S doesn’t get a turn to speak in the meeting, but he was moderating. So, he asks if he can speak or check in. So then he is speaking, and in the meeting so we say hey can I check in. So he goes hey guys my boss rejected me today. Then this guy Todd comes in (not anyone I ever heard) and goes, “Hey guys, I’m here!” With no regard for Scott’s share.

While listening, I am stacking these salmon fillets on top of each other. I put them skin to skin, wondering what will happen if I eat the skin. I stack some others fillet to fillet, so they are kind of alternating. I think they are partially cooked. Maybe someone else in the house comments on the salmon.

Telekinesis on a Cantaloupe

In the next dream I am at the Arboretum near the map. The map is a table though, with all these pizzas on it. I walk down the trail with the bubbly trees, thinking it is cool how in my dreams, I can eat whatever I want. All those affirmations that I could eat whatever I want really paid off in a way, without me needing to even eat them in waking life. Somehow I realize this too is a dream, maybe as I walk by the map again, going the other way. The table surface is white. The pizzas are not on the table this time, but I remember them from before I got lucid. I want them to appear again. I quickly think, “Pizzas will appear there!” And then turn around. At first there seems to be nothing, but then I see a tall pizza shaped slice of cantaloupe! Well, close enough, I’ll take it! Just then people start walking out of that middle trail there, and the cantaloupe falls or jumps away.

Telekinesis comes to mind. I put my hand out and try to use Telekinesis to draw the cantaloupe to myself. It flies in my direction but a few feet to my left. I turn around and try again. Then the dream ends.

Fiery OOBILD

As I think through the previous dream, I feel some vibrations and O B E kind of sensations, start to activate. I try to go with them and see what happens.

I am laying on my left side. It is like if I “push” into the bed, and through it a little, I bounce back up, to the “right” which is “up” toward the ceiling. I bounce back and forth like this a little, seeing if anything happens. I hear some voices and feel some prescence in the room. There is some voice phenonmenon taking place. Some voices are whispering, “Yes! Yes!” and other voices are saying “I’m Nervous!” It’s funny because those are my thoughts but I am hearing them as voice phenomena. There is a while strobe light kind of thing here and there. I am like come on we can do this it will be alright, in my “inner” voice.

I roll my right shoulder down so I would be on my front, and this kind of rolls me off where my “bed” would be. There is a table there between my bed and the wall but no pillows like in physical world.

I notice that my dream desk is on fire. It is a bright yellow flame with a hint of orange. It looks kind of holographic. It bounces all around the desk. Behind it is a note book that has the words TRY and another word in big bubble letters. The word TRY is in black. The other word has the letters L and Y and is 3 letters long, but those letters are outlined, but not filled in. I know it is a dream.

I feel heavy and scared. Some things seem to flash and flicker in the room. I think it is really an O B E this time. I manage to pull myself up from the floor to my bed on my elbows, and push myself up. It takes a lot of energy. I am ready to just crawl back into my body, expecting it to be on the bed. However, when I put my arms there, I don’t see a body on the bed. I am kind of relieved that it is just a dream, and not an O B E. I have fear that if I have an O B E, I will be standing outside my physical body and then some other non physical being will fight me off and go into my body. I have never experienced that but it is just a fear. So I am all ready to fight the thing off if need be and go back into my body before it can get in.

The rest of the room is dark. I step over my bed, moving a little more easily now, and go close to my burning desk. More holographic looking flames appear. I try to touch the fire a little bit. I don’t feel heat. But it is something.

Even though I know it’s a dream, and my physical desk isn’t really burning, I still want to put the fire out. I am thinking about how to get water from the bath room to the desk, or what else I could use to put it out. I am basing this all on my expectation of what would be there in Physical Matter Waking Consciousness.

Bright Room

Eventually I was back in my physical body, in my physical bed, or so I thought. Then I noticed the light was on. That couldn’t be the case so this must be a dream. I am glad to have caught it, but I want to lay down and think of the dream so far before I go engage this dream. I figure the L D will be so solid that I will get up and write the whole dream, but within the dream. Well, the dream doesn’t wait around for me. It ends, dropping me back off in Physical Matter Waking Consciousness.

I wonder what would have happened if I had got up. It could have been a fun L D! Well, next time.

Notes

I had really good recall of these dreams. The OOBILD was kind of scary and ominous. And very vivid. I told myself, well, that’s part of being an oneironaut. Exploring the dreams. I am not hurt or anything like that.

So I fell back to sleep after recording the dream, trying to stay still.

Funny Game

Something happens with my sister earlier in the dream. What happens earlier in the dream?

Well, here is where my memory begins. I am looking through this Pokemon screen to select a team of Pokemon. I decide to select a dragon type team. There is a big array of Pokemon that it says are Dragon types. It says Diancie and Cacturne are Dragon types, and this makes sense to me in the dream. In fact it says Diancie is Dragon and Flying but I think it should be Dragon and Fairy. So I scroll through that and select some Pokemon.

Next I remember, I am flying or falling down this side scroller video game level. It is like a free fall. This Star Fox looking thing or eeveelution thing is falling down next to me. It seems like I am supposed to battle it. I get the understanding that it is a ground type eeveelution. When it hits the ground, it will make a big Earth Quake. It has a big body and a small head. It is falling head first.

When we land, it kind of stalls. I am between it and a stone wall. It seems like I won’t be able to jump up to the top of the ground monster thing since it is out of my jumping range. Some how I dodge out of the ground monster’s way and get past it, out into the open. A spring appears like the springs in Mario or Sonic. I jump on that, hoping it will bounce me up on top of the ground monster.

It makes a really funny boing noise and sends me flying off the screen to the right, totally unexpectedly. Then I return from off the screena nd land somewhere near it. I start laughing and realize it’s a dream as I wake up. It just seems really funny to me, the way it bounced me.

So I thought back through that one, and stayed still, to get back to sleep, after recording it.

Chrono Trigger!

How did this dream start? My memory of it begins with me walking out on this World Map of a video game, similar to a Golden Sun world map. It is like a Chrono Trigger game though, with the red character with the sword chucks. I walk onto a spot on the world map that is like a cave, and battle music starts. Then, when I step into the level, it is like a cave, but right when you step into the door, there is a hole you fall into, and lose a life. This seems like a really cruel video game design. I hear a sound effect when I fall in to the hole like when Mario loses a life. The second time I fall into this hole, I look and notice on the top right corner I have 5 lives, like in a Mario game. The third time I go in, I somehow manage to move this grey panel beneath the hole before falling into it. I have no idea how this is possible, but it works, so I go to the left in this video game style cave.

Then the game becomes more 3 D like a Nintendo 64 game. I am walking around by this brown hill with a ledge at the end. I am trying to pause the game or get the camera angle to be from behind me but it doesn’t exactly work. I am controlling the character from outside more telepathically, instead of with a video game controller. I am not aware it is a dream though.

I slowly begin to notice a big shadow of a big monster towering over me from behind. I am like, wow, cool, the video game makes this shadow effect. I try to pause the game to buy some time, but it won’t pause. Then this blue electric jelly fish thing appears in front of me. It seems like something I have to battle.

What else happens after that? I don’t remember if there was more or it just jumps to the next part.

Song

Next thing I remember, I am running or flying alongside this pink humanoid rabbit kind of character. It is either that, or a big dog with a Majin Buu kind of head, all pink. I am thinking of getting an R 4 D S to play Pokemon Sun and moon, but that might not work because it is for D S, not 3 D S.

The pink thing’s head turns red and it speeds way ahead of me. There is this song playing. It goes something like, “If it means something to you, it means something to me. I’ll surrender to you, if you surrender to me.” The first line might be “It means something to you, if it means something to me” which would change the meaning. It has a tune to it that I tried to capture on my voice recorder once I woke up.

I look ahead and there is this big robot head looking thing and it looks like it has a giant cigarette poking out of its mouth. I am speeding straight towards it. I start to realize it could just be a car exhaust pipe. But the way it turns to face me it seems more like a smoker.

Sleeping in a truck

In a brief false awakening, I am sleeping on my front in the back of a truck. My head is hanging down off the back of the truck and I can see the road pass beneath my face. I think to myself, wow, this is a great way to sleep on my front. Almost like a massage table, with no pressure on my face.

Notes

The dream song played for a while in that dream. I had it fresh in my mind once I woke up, but as I laid there thinking through it, I fell back asleep. When I tried to recall the dream, I could get the dream memories, everything I had before, except the song! Only a little of the song came back to me and even then, it was just a guess. What I learned from this, and previous times, was, if there are song lyrics, or If there is some specific kind of phrase, record that right away. Those things have tended to slip my mind more quickly, especially song lyrics, for some reason. Of course, moving to turn on the recorder and speak too soon might dislodge the rest of the dream, so it is a trade off. Got to “play it by ear.”

Notes

I couldn’t get back to sleep after that last dream. It just wasn’t happenin’! After the previous night, I was really looking forward to a similar level of dreaming. Tonight didn’t seem as high a level of dreaming, but last night was like way above average. Tonight was an average amount and of course all the dreams are special in their own way. I don’t know who produces these dreams but it is my favorite channel!

**I omitted the first 3 sets of dreams because they contained a lot of personal information. I might go back one day and just modify them to be general enough to post publically but I didn't yet because it seemed like too much extra work**

**But here are the last few rounds of dreams which were pretty spectacular IM


Writing on my Hand
In this dream I am at my college fraternity house, in the basement near where the downstairs bathroom, laundry room and hockey shelves are. What is going on there? Who else is around? I am in a bathroom at the fraternity house. What else happens?

At some point I get lucid. My legs are in a urinal, up to my knees. I wonder why. Someone is talking about pooping. N D and R C are pointing out something in the bathroom stall. I am not interested. I am trying to get everyone to have a good time and stay on a positive vibe, without using drugs or alcohol.

What else happens around that time? Next thing I remember is this. I find myself in front of my High School, by the white cement wall near the bus stop. There are some people talking. I know it is a dream. I have a pen with me. I try to write on my hands because it might be there when I wake up. I am amazed at how clearly I can write, "Legs in Urinal" on my left palm. I switch the pen to my left hand and write on my right palm. There is ink all over and some green. What does it say?

A kid wearing grey tries to talk to me. What does he say? What do I do? I think I tried to push him away or even fight him. Why? I am not sure.

With these dreams, it was a dream chain. So, I would wake up, try to formulate some memory of the dream without moving, and then another dream would begin.

Feeding Mousey!

In the next dream I am at the kitchen counter of 15 Swoo, near the sink. I am trying to eat some kind of cereal, like bran flakes, with special milk in it. The milk is like a white protein shake, instead of just milk. I notice a mousey on the counter as I mix it and start to eat it. The furry grey mousey is walking around the counter, slurping up spots I had dribbled, or pieces of food I had dropped. I am like, oh, that's nice. A little mouse. (Did I think it was a pet? I realized it might be un sanitary but decided it was just another mammal like me, and could stay.)

At one point the mouse finds its way into my bowl of cereal! It is at the bottom of the bowl, and I can see only a little island of its grey fur from the top of the bowl, wet with protein milk. It is making very loud slurping noises. I may or may not know this is a dream. I think that it would definitely be un sanitary to eat that cereal, so I will just leave that bowl to Mousey, and make another bowl of cereal. I am afraid the mouse will drown, so I try to pour out some protein milk into another bowl to the right. The mouse slips into the other bowl without me realizing and I wonder where it's gone off to. Then I notice it in the other bowl, slurping away.

At another point in the dream chain I remember thinking about changing my clothes, but I forgot when.

Volando

At some point I was flying. I think I was on top of a roof, wondering what to do with my lucidity. I think it was a separate dream from the others.

Funny Bed Location

In another false awakening my bed was in the road near W H Drive. I didn't realize it was a dream, but in later dreams, I was like, oh! I should have known.

Accross the Universe!

I open my eyes and see thin trees in front of me. I know it is a dream right away. I realize it is another false awakening. (Did I do a finger palm test, or just know it was a dream?)

I fly up in the air with some ease. There are power lines near a roof top that I am careful not to touch. They have black covering but still, I just want to stay on the roof, but not touch the power lines. There may have been some other things in the sky i was fighting or interacting with.

I feel bored on the roof. I feel like I have been here a million times, or at least once or twice already in this dream chain.

All the other times I have tried to go to space and stopped for one reason or another come to mind. I decide that this will be the time I go to space. It is just that simple. So, I fly upwards, thinking of space.

I see the ground zoom out beneath me little by little, then faster. When I reach Earth's atmosphere, some doubts come to my mind, but I am able to go ahead anyway. I think the next thing I am going to see is the whole Earth zoomed out, from outside it, and then there it is. Then the space flight takes over on its own. I am amazed as I zoom so far out that I can see all the planets in this solar system, then more planets and stars outside that. The further I go away from it all, I see several spheres from outside, one after another. It is like there is a sphere within a sphere within a sphere, again and again. The spheres are transparent. Some are tinted white and at least one is like a red orange. I think I am seeing a galaxy within a galaxy within a super galaxy or something like that. Next there are these wavy membrance kinds of things. They are shiny and white. It reminds me of what I have heard about membranes between universes and how they sort of ripple and bounce when passed through. They have a whitish glow. They don't take up the whole "dream screen" though but they look like I am continuing to get further and further from the whole multiverse as I could possibly get, way off into space. It all happens fairly quickly, but slow enough that I can see these things happening. It is everything I ever hoped it would be, and more. My first time crossing the universe in an L D!

I am surprised when suddenly I find myself in a body of water. It seems I am on Earth again, but maybe it is like a similar planet to Earth, but in another dimension. I feel I could have looped around and come full circle. This is a big body of water. There is some kind of Goomba ish Mario world monster in the water that looks menacing. It is not really noticing me, but it seems like an option for me to battle it. Instead, I fly somewhere else. What exactly does the monster look like?

I expect I might have to go back and battle that thing as I walk around other parts of this world. I find a floating cube like the ones in Mario. I feel a game controller in my hands, as if I am playing a video game now. There is a thermometer kind of thing near the yellow cube floating there that is black and white. I can affect its level by pressing the Z button which I guess is where R 1 might be on a hand held Nintendo D S. From here on, any time I move my character, I need to press these buttons. I can feel them on my fingers each time.
The box is floating above this small little pond. If the box was one pixel, it would be like a 3 by 3 circle of pixels. The box is over the middle, where there is another small circle. It seems like it will be a healing pond. I want to use it to at least charge up to full H P in case that monster comes to get me.

Does anything come out of the box? Yes. A Red Shell. The Mario theme for when he rides the shell plays. (It is called "Powerful Mario" theme on Youtube. This is so exciting. I hop on the red shell. Knowing exactly what to do, I surf around. It is a lot like the game, only now I am more immersed. There also have been green shells around. This dream is a dream come true.

Next I am on this grassy hill. There are giant grey mice. They are just walking around innocently and I go around them. I surf around on the water's surface, having lots of fun. I go beneath a water fall.
That is all I remember of that. How does that part end?

I either woke up and thought through it before one more dream began, or it ended and one more dream happened.

Flying with Timer

The next thing I remember, I am flying through this corridor. There are other guys and gals flying through there, too. There is a Spanish guy saying emociones liabilidades which I think means vulnerable emotions, or emotions that are liabilities in some way.

As I fly, I am trying to adjust this thing on my phone. It says something like 31 34 37, going up or down in 3's at first. When I adjust it, it starts to go up or down in 2's or 1's. For example 32, 34, 36 or 35, 34, 33. I want to get it to where it is one second per second, moving forward in time, like 31, 32, 33, etc. So I keep flying trying to get that to work. It reminds me walking with the metronome app on my phone, because I was walking with my metronome in the 30's earlier that day in waking life.

Notes

I gave myself 2 L D's for that. The writing on my hand and the space travel mario world ones. Those were clearly separate dreams and I got lucid in both.

Notes

I almost gave up on getting back to sleep, but I did get back to sleep after all. So, that was good. I am just wondering how to recover those missing pieces of the dream? Once I feel I have really maxed out on memory. Also I usually think I will remember a dream next time if I wake up, without recording it initially, but some times I don't. So that is something to be mindful of. Try to record the dream before falling back asleep unless you are intentionally dream chaining. I also thought that I might have flown over water in one of the dreams.

Seemingly Dreamless Sleep

I managed to get back to sleep AGAIN, much to my surprise. But I had no recollection of dreams from that time. Maybe something really vague, but too vague to record.

Trying All Flavors

I got back to sleep again! And had another very cool L D. I felt like I was dropped off from another dimension. What happened in the beginning? I forgot some earlier parts as some false awakenings took place after the initial dream. But I am glad to have remembered what I got. Here is where my memory begins.
I am cleaning some dishes at a sink. (I think I went away from the sink, did some other stuff, came back, and did more dishes. I may have became lucid at that point but for some reason I continued to do dishes.) I realize I am dreaming yet still choosing to do dishes. I'm like, wait, why am I doing dishes? That's silly. It's a dream!

I turn around and there is a sliding door, kind of like the E Q kitchen and back yard we lived in. I slide the door open, step out, and fly up. The dream feels very stable. The sky is bright sky blue and I see some reddish flowers. There might be a creek in the back yard. There seems to be some kind of barrier to how high I can fly, so I decide to just fly slower, which is nice. I can control the speed of my flight this time. What do I do next? Go on the roof? There are some missing pieces to my memory of this.

The next thing I remember is this. I am a mouse! I find I am a mouse scurrying around. I have been really nice to mice in my dreams, and now I am one! I might be eating some food or something. After a few moments of realizing I am a mouse, in a dream, it occurs to me that there might be a... CAT! Somewhere around here. So I run under the cabinets for safety. Sure enough, a black furry cat goes by! So I hide further under the cabinet, perhaps running from underneath one cabinet to another. It seems like it can still get me under the cabinet. What else happens? I become a human again. (The shape shifting was un intentional.)

Here is the "Trying All Flavors" part. I am flying around this semicircle wooden shelf or ledge thing that is kind of high up. I am totally aware its a dream and it feels totally stable, like I am right at home. I am able to fly from point to point on this semi circle thing. I am eating a bunch of delicious dream food. Every few feet, there is another one of these Snapple bottle kinds of things, with a different flavored smoothie thing in it. Two I remember are lemon lime and orange, but there are lots more. I am flying around guzzling from each bottle, just really enjoying it. Each flavor is like what it says on the label. I am even drinking from one bottle before I finish swallowing the last sips from the other bottle. I just want it all so fast! What other flavors are there? There are at least 5 to 10 flavors. I start to think I might be replenishing my "dream energy" for another bout of dream exploration before this L D ends. I start to think I might manifest some ice cream while I am up here.

I woke up from that in my physical bed. My body felt heavy, so it was easy to stay still and think it through. What were the missing pieces to that dream? I think I was doing some lucid activities before eating all the flavorful dream food, which was why I thought of it as replenishing. I started to feel some vibrations as I laid there, and I got ready to potentially re enter that dream. in I'm gonna get a another whole thing here so I feel the vibrations and I get a whole nother thing and I kind of feel like go forward and I think I fall like I was expecting a whole nother dream like that. I told myself I would remember it all once it released me, and got ready to dive back in. I wanted to dream forever!

Drippy Ceiling False Awakening

Well, I lost consciousness somewhere in the transition to the next dream. I "woke up" into a false awakening, in my room at 16 2 4.

I am woken up by some water dripping from the ceiling. I kick all my blankets off and spring up with a startle, unaware its a dream. My Mom is like, there's water coming from your ceiling! From the side of my bed, I can see where the water is coming from. There is this tent or awning that is supposed to go over my bed, but its fallen off. So I pull that back over my bed. I worry the water will run off the edge of that and onto my electronics to the side of the bed. I realize it is almost noon (in the dream, not waking life) and decide to go straight to typing the dream, instead of voice recording it. I figure I've already thought it through and can type it well enough.

I am thinking that when people read this dream views entry, they will be like, man, that guy dreamed forever!

I am thinking of setting up my recliner chair with my lap top, like I would in waking life. The chair would be under the window by the side of the house.

I realize it is morning though so I go through getting my breakfast and all. I can feel my "body" is so heavy and I really disdain waking life. I am so bummed out to be back in waking life, (not knowing it is still a dream!) I go to clean my tupperwares which are full of green spinach juice and mushy black beans. I am cleaning them in this bath tub with hot water. I keep leaning on the wall of the shower, which is covered with a layer of black bean goo. Every time, I am like, aw, man, I got black bean goop on my shirt.

What else happens there?

It's a Business!

There is something with people from two fellowships I am a member of. One fellowship is smaller than the other. The big fellowship they are saying that people go their whole lives. So that big fellowship has a credit card and bank account for each meeting. While the smaller fellowship is more casual. They are ringing up some items with their credit card on a cash register. There is white powder on the cash register conveyor belt.

Notes

I was surprised to slowly awaken from those last unconscious dreams in my physical bed. I had high hopes for letting those vibrations suck me in to another dream before recording. I think its worth the risk though because some dream chains can culminate in more and more expansive dreams. However, yes, some dream chains can just end in a series of unidentified false awakenings. Then again, every false awakening is a chance to become lucid!

Dreams from March thirteenth to fourteenth 2018

Tonight's dreams had a different feel than usual. I had a feeling that I dreamed less. Also when writing these, if there was a part I couldn't remember more of. Like, someone was there, but I couldn't remember who. instead of saying, "I can't remember who it was." I am trying to phrase it like, "Who was there?" So thats what the questions are for. It is kind of a change in style.

365 x 8 DL

In one dream, I was in the gym. I had 365 pounds set up on an olympic barbell. The plates were black. I said some words before beginning my set. What were the words? They were something to pump me up. My arms were really jacked. I remember doing the set and then reviewing the video of it later, realizing I was bouncing the weight more than it felt like I was. Also I did the set facing away from the mirror. I had short brown hair and a sleeveless shirt.

After that scene I was in front of a bed. There were a bunch of sheets of paper all over the place with different affirmations or song lyrics written on them.

Don't know what to say

I dreamed I was in this group meeting type of setting. But some of the seats were down a hill or in a tunnel. What exactly was that setting? My turn to speak was coming along and I had been thinking of different thoughts in my mind. I expected my share to sound a certain way. There was some rule again about no cross talk. When I actually opened my mouth, all I got to say was something like, "I can't decide what to say in such a short time." And then my time was up. Who else was there? It was light out.

Notes

The above dreams are from the first round of dreams. Then I recorded what I could and fell back asleep. It took me a while to fall back asleep after that, but the rest of the night it was pretty easy to fall back asleep.

Surprise Knockout

This dream was interesting. I dreamed I was playing in a Pokemon battle. Who were the Pokemon? The opponent Pokemon did an attack that was expected to bring me down to 50% H P. However, there was some kind of critical hit, and it knocked me out all the way. Above my H P bar it said something like W 4 X or W R 4 X. Then a rainbow colored heat wave kind of effect played on the screen, like where the image ripples. But it was rainbow tinted. I heard a specific phrase. What were the specific words? I remembered them initially upon awakening but they slipped my mind. Something to do with Energy or Abilities. What were they?

This caused me to realize it was a dream. How did that make me realize it was a dream? I started to feel my "body" float up from the game. I tried to fly up through the ceiling and woke up.

What else happened before the Pokemon game? Where was I? It seemed like the back yard of my previous house at some point.

Bathroom

I had a dream after recording the above one that was with me in a bathroom. I had just gone to the bathroom and then I looked down and saw a bunch of poop in a plastic jar. I went to dump it in the toilet, wondering how it got in that jar. There was also something about a video player on my phone that had to do with the previous dream. Did I get lucid in this? I am not sure. How did this lead to the next dream?

Teachers Concert

After the above dream, I went right into this one. Was I lucid? I am not sure. I was flying around though. There was something about a cruise ship and going to Europe. What was the going to Europe part about? Did I fly over water? I came accross this concert of my teachers from High School and my Uncle P. I grouped Uncle P with the teachers even though he wasn't a teacher at my school. Who were the other teachers? I remember ree cognizing them at first. They were singing songs to a crowd of people that I imagined was full of other people I went to school with.

I noticed a girl, K S or N H, playing a black flute. What did it sound like? It didn't look like or sound like she really knew what she was doing. That seemed kind of silly to me.

Did I fly anywhere else? What else happened?

Sister's Dream Ability

Right after the above dream ended, I had a false awakening in this out door place. I was looking right at a tree when I "opened my eyes". It was day time. Where was this location? I was wondering how I got there and preparing to get to where I could dream journal the previous dream. I looked at my phone and noticed it said 6:10 P M. The letters were kind of cut off. I looked away and looked back, not really on purpose, but happened to notice it said 9:25 and the letters were cut off. That didn't make me instantly lucid. (It would be interesting if that was just a habitual thing from double checking clocks in waking life, finally going through to my unconscious dreams.) What made me get lucid? It was partly the clock thing but mainly that I realized I didn't remember getting to that location near the tree. So it must be a dream.

I do a finger palm test. It takes a little pushing but yup, it goes through. I notice some people at a picnic out of the corner of my eye. I am happy to know it is a dream. Who is at the pic nic? My sister gets up from the picnic and walks right by me. It seems like she is heading into the building. What building? She is wearing a navy blue shirt. I stop her and say her name. She stops and looks at me. I am like, "Hi, M!" and we are making eye contact. Her eyes are blue like in waking life. I can see her face very vividly.

I begin to tell her about the dream I have had so far. She says something about how we have to use a certain dream ability. The dream ends after a bit of us talking.

I wake up in my physical bed, still hearing my sister's voice from the dream. Her voice continues on for maybe even a minute. This is interesting to me but I can't reply due to my vocal chords paralyzed. Where as in the dream I could reply.

What was she saying? It was something about dream abilities.

When I woke up, I originally remembered what she said, but waited too long to record it. And it slipped my mind. What exactly did she say?

Who Turned that Fan on?

I found myself in the bedroom of my previous house. My bed was between the two windows. My microphone for my voice recorder was there as well as something that looked like my jumble of pillows. What color were the sheets? I think white. I was having trouble arranging my pillows before laying back down. I was getting annoyed with all this rearranging of pillows. Was I trying to dream journal?

It was light in the room. I noticed the sound of a fan. I looked, and towards the door, a fan was running. Who opened that door? I thought. I figured my Dad must have come in and put the fan on. I hoped he hadn't heard me talking in my sleep, or seen any other indication of my dreaming.

The false awakening got me and I didn't realize it was a dream.

I recorded those dreams and fell back to sleep for the next set of dreams.

Sister Visit

My sister came back to visit in the next dream, but as far as I can tell, I didn't realize it was a dream. I think I was on the phone with my friend L before my sister got there. Now I remember. I was also on a conference call. There were women with U K or Australian accents talking. One was saying how she had to quit coffee, but couldn't make it through the day without a cup. Another was saying how she wanted a pot of coffee but couldn't make it. They sounded sad or child like.
Where was I? I think I was in the same room as the previous false awakening. My desk was facing away from the wall, not towards it. I still had the dividers on the desk. I remember looking at a sheet of paper, that had a type of schedule on it. It seemed that I had slept from 3 to 6 or 7 P M and now it was 6 or 7 P M. My Aunt B's name was written on the 6 or 7 P M line, as if I had something scheduled with her. I figured I had just slept through some of the day and so I would eat something before going back to sleep. Some pizza got into the equation and I was eating pizza.

How did my sister get there? Well, my sister was there, and talking to me about dreams. She was sitting on my desk, to my left, while I sat in the chair at my desk. I was mentioning how my emotional range was only 10% of normal, making a signal with my fingers. Was there something to do with a watch? My sister was eating pizza, too. Only she was making a joke by putting a paper towel into a triangle and taking a bite out of that. Silly!

She was asking me what she was doing in the last dream. I was trying to remember. I told her she was talking about abilities. She was like, "What did I do in my dream?" and I was like, "Was that really you in that dream?" What else happened? Did anything happen after she left? I think she was there to help me remember the previous dream.

After she left, I was in my room by myself again. Maybe I heard more of the phone meeting. I remember putting the phone down on the side of the desk. I remember my black desk. I remember grabbing my hamper and putting in my Grey Pokemon shirt and another shirt. It was like the hamper I use now in waking life. But then I went #1 in the hamper, right on the clothes. L O L. Why did I do that? After going #1 on them, I was like, wuh oh. Why did I do that? And then I figured I would have to go out to the hall way to wrinse the clothes so they wouldn't be ruined. But it was late so I was afraid of the night light waking me up. I started to panic over this a little. Once I woke up in my physical bed, it still took some time to realize that I hadn't really went #1 on my clothes, and my actual clothes were fine.

I woke up from that one and recorded it, before falling back to sleep.

Remote Control Car

I had one dream in the next chain of dreams where it was kind of dark in the ground floor of 15 Swoo. And I was plugging in this remote control for a remote control car thing. It was black and had a red L E D on it like the space heater. There was something about plugging in a double prong plug into the remote control itself. I wondered how it would fly since the car or plane seemed connected to the remote control, but by a shorter cable. What else happened in this part? I might have got lucid again but not sure.

In a School

In this next part I was in a school. What happened in the beginning? My memory of it starts with me walking by a class. What was going on in the class? I saw a woman I know. Maybe they were taking an exam. I walked up some grey stairs and almost stepped on someone's glasses and phone. His head was right by the stair my feet were on and I said, "Are these your glasses?" he said yes and took them. Did he take the phone too?

I continued walking along through this hallway. What else happened in the hallway? There were some people I knew. Something with a phone and or another electronic device. This video player kept coming up on my phone. I remember the bright orange screen.

Eventually I got to the lobby of a reddish auditorium. Who was in the lobby? I talked to more people I seemed to know. Somehow my phone fell all the way down the stairs of the auditorium and looked to have broken. I realized it was a dream. I knew I could just walk down the stairs and get it. But the idea came to my mind to fly down. So, I did a dive sort of thing down the red stairs, probably attracting a lot of attention from the people sitting in the auditorium. I wanted to look like I was diving head first, and then suddenly catch myself a few feet from the ground and land gently in a seat. So that's what I did. A few people around seemed to notice this. What happened with the phone?

Someone in a seat ahead of me seemed to be bothering me. What did they do that bothered me? I turned them upside down somehow and then felt bad about it. It was kind of impulsive. Some other people around didn't seem to approve of me doing that. The assembly thing started to end and the guy in front of me was walking out. His appearance changed from I think curly brown hair to now short dark brown hair.

He said something about dreams. Something about when we are in dreams. What did he say? It wasn't that this was a dream. But I knew it was a dream. I was trying to tell him that we were both dreaming now. I apologized a lot for turning him upside down or whatever I did to hurt him. I was almost pleading with him to be my friend. My idea was that we could be lucid, dreaming buddies and explore the dream world together, helping each other stabilize the dream as time went on. He sort of shook his head and walked away from me. Did anything else happen? I think the dream ended around then.

Poopy Head WILD

I woke up from those dreams and thought them through. I felt my body feel very heavy. Then I felt like my body was being sucked into a portal or something. It didn't happen all at once so I tried to relax and just be open to it. I couldn't really think about the previous dream during this part because it was just too much sensory and or extrasensory experience. So I just went with it and trusted that I would remember my dreams when it was over.

I saw some extra bright hypnagogia and maybe the room flashed some lights on and off. Then I saw a bunch of yellow note pad style text on a black background. It was all shifting and moving really fast, except some text in the middle. I remember the text in the middle was bigger and in bold. What did it say? I remember looking at it and specifically reading it, but it slipped my mind. There were some other words in the bottom left portion of the "dream screen" that I also read, but they too slipped my mind. What were those words?

Then the text sort of went away and a drop down menu appeared on the "dream screen". It had 3 to 4 options. The option I selected was "Is this possible?" or something like that. What were the other two options?

Then I found myself in this room that was flooded with water about 3 to 4 feet high, around waist height. There were 3 men in orange suits who looked like prisoners of some sort. As soon as I appeared they began to come towards me, as if to beat me up. Was I in trouble for hurting the guy in the previous dream? What did I do? Did I try to swim underneath them? I am not sure. But then the water seemed to drain without any one noticing and I was drawing these diagrams on white paper boards for the 3 guys. I think I was trying to convince them not to beat me up. What were the drawings? Something with a blue circle.

Now I am seeing the "dream screen" from outside. The character I was is now a guy with long black hair and I am seeing him from outside. I still identify with him as myself though. I feel what he must feel. He puts his face behind one guy's bottom and the guy pulls up the orange jump suit and POOPS ALL OVER HIS HEAD. The black haired guy is crying as his entire face and head is covered in greenish brown poop. It is not too solid but not too runny. It sort of slowly drips down his head and onto his back. I still know it is a dream. I am like, why are they doing this to him?

During the pooping on the head, there is some mention of the guy being a cyclops. Like if they poop on his head, now he is a cyclops.

Then the same guy lays down his head between another guy's feet and that guy POOPS ALL OVER HIS HEAD TOO. (L O L.) The poop is the same gooey brown green stuff. The guy is crying from beneath the layer of poop covering his face. What was I supposed to do about all this, if anything?

Did anything else happen in that dream? I think it went to another dream.

Casualty of the Dream Chain

What was the dream after the above dream? I am not sure. I knew there was something, but could not remember! Why didn't this one come back to me? How could I have made sure to remember it? I put a title space here to honor it and mark where it would have been.

Sister Diagram

I dreamed I was laying in my bed, and didn't want to get up. This was after the previous dreams, before I recorded the chain. I heard my Dad and sister talking. They were walking around stair cases that were on the walls of my room it seemed. It was something about how my sister got into some activity. she was drawing some diagram with circles and arrows as if on a chalk board all around the whole wall. What did the diagram show? What was she saying?

Notes

I woke up from that last dream in the chain kind of disoriented. Maybe with some other thoughts in my mind. As I thought back through them, I almost fell asleep, or felt another set of vibrations start. After I broke sleep paralysis to record the dreams, I thought I might have fought off another dream, which I didn't mean to do. But I am glad I got them recorded before I forgot more.

Pulled Over!

What happened leading up to this part of the dream? I am not sure.

I am driving down B Avenue, from around the high school or my Nana's. Where am I driving from, if anywhere?

I am on my cell phone with a hands free headset. I begin to notice flashing white lights in my rear view mirror. Uh oh! I think. The lights seem to have been going on a while. I must not have realized they were for me. I don't remember hearing any sirens or seeing red or blue lights. Just white. I figure this is normal for police and pull over. As I pull over, I realize I am not wearing a seat belt. I throw on my seat belt, take off my head set, and put my phone to the side. I can picture the little red hang up button on the phone but I might not have time to press it. I hope the police officer doesn't notice me doing all this. If he comments that he saw me put my seat belt on last minute, or take off my head set, I have some replies in mind to deny it. I don't think I've done anything wrong.

The police officer gets up to my window. He is wearing a police kind of hat and uniform. I expect him to flash a light in my face, but he doesn't. It is night time, and pretty dark out. I realize this must be a dream. What makes me make that connection? It seems to just pop into my mind that this is a dream. Without any direct state checks, I am gradually sure it is a dream.

One confirmation is that for a moment, the police officer's nose is really long, but then it returns to normal. The police officer's eyes are a dark color, like dark brown. He is telling me that I have been swerving or coming too close to the edge of the lane. Then a sky blue van and another car speed right by his back, really fast. It is startling. The people are yelling something out. (What were they yelling?)

I want to tell the police officer that he might not want to stand there. Although I know it is a dream, not much else comes to mind to do right away.

I woke up from this dream right about there. I was happy that I even ree cognized it as a dream. I tried to remember what happened before the lights flashed. What happened? Nothing came to mind.

I recorded this before going back to sleep. Even though it was just a simple dream I wanted to play it safe.

Remembering Dreams

I vaguely remember one dream of it being light in my room, and me thinking something about remembering dreams. What was it? Was that the only dream from that sleep cycle?

Notes

It is a very interesting night of dreams with some continuity between my sister's appearances and other themes. It seems lower in total volume of dreams. But the quality of dreams is high. I am happy with the night of dreams. I feel fulfilled with these dreams and look forward to what the next night brings.

Dreams from March 12 to 13, 2018

**If you don't want to read it all, my top 2 dreams about be "...That might wake me up!" and "Your Shirt Matches the Wall" (just Ctrl+F the phrase without quotes and it will bring you to the title)**

I don't like to call any dream my favorite over any other though. They are all wonderful!

I slept a little deeper than usual and was more groggy than usual. So my initial records of the dreams were a little more jumbled. But still got decent recall.

Dad's Food

There was one early dream about my Dad wanting me to give him a ride somewhere at night. Or there was something else he needed help with. I think He was wondering what to do with his chicken he cooked, and I told him just leave it out over night, kind of as a joke. There was also a part where his cup of water touched a bag of raw chicken, but on the outside. Still, I didn't think he should drink that water now. I also was afraid the water was too cold. He also wanted to leave rice in his water to add nutrients.

Friend Oriented

There was one part about giving my friend M a ride somewhere. These dreams had a theme of me helping others and being a friend.

I met this older guy who reminded me of the guy who lived behind a restaurant I worked at. I was trying to remember his name. John? Joe? John? Joe? It turned out it was Joe.

I was at a meeting with all of these people. It was kind of like a support group. We were all sitting around a big square of tables arranged like a square. My left hand had been jotting down some notes. But then people were going around the room taking a turn sharing, and everyone else was supposed to listen. The monitor of the group said that if we wanted to give any advice, it would have to be really brief, and we mainly had to focus on ourselves. I realized that it would be difficult not to give advice unless I distracted myself from the person speaking, so I let my left hand do some more writing while they spoke. Mean while someone else was saying how they were paying perfect attention to the person. They said their page was totally blank because they were just listening so attentively. I had a black binder with some paper.

Someone next to me wanted some paper. I had only 4 sheets in my binder, and they all had stuff on them. but one sheet, I was able to spare, because it only had a small drawing on one side. So I gave that to them and I think there was a memorable phrase.

The group had a program involved and at first I was really buying into it. I thought I could ask Joe to be my mentor and then finally become someone who is more "friend oriented" when I have kept to myself most of my life. I thought I might finally do it right this time. I felt hopeful about it for a moment.

Then I thought, well, pull back a little. Be skeptical of everything they say, instead of buying it. Don't listen to anyone's advice. Definitely don't ask for a mentor. So I guess I shut back down.

Apartment

There was a guy moving out of this apartment. I think another older guy was sub leasing it to him from the land lord. The land lord may have been the Joe guy from before.

Blue Screen

After a part I put in my private notes, I was at my high school, where the buses pull in. My friends S S and D H were in this dream. They were commenting on this app. It had to do with all these check boxes. They said my computer screen was very bright blue. It was so bright blue we could see it lit up from accross the parking lot.

Gym

Something with me at gym doing chest presses.

Uncle C and Sister

I vaguely remembered a part of being with my sister. And maybe in my Uncle's Den, on the couch by the T V.

Youtube Couple

I vaguely remembered a dream of a Youtube Couple who made a video or a song and made money doing that. Something about having to be read by their voice?

Notes

That was all from the first time I woke up. I remember waking up very lightly a few times and dozing back off before I really got up and recorded dreams. Then it took some time to fall back asleep and I had to unearth an old sleeping position, the diagonal front. It worked and also I had to try to do progressive muscle relaxation until I slept. So these next dreams were all from the next sleep cycle.

I Always Loved You

I am sleeping in a tent, outside the back yard of my previous house. There is a big black dog outside the tent and I am afraid it will get me through the tent. (There are more parts I forgot. )

I am walking outside now and the dog is gone. I come accross a glass table top that is like the one in the guest room at 15 Swoo. It has some scratches. When I turn it, some words show up, based on the lighting. There is one phrase that is kind of long. (I don't remember it.) I notice another phrase from K F. It says something like, "I always loved you." Because I think this is waking life, I am very excited. I hope she still loves me.

Tiny dogs

In this next scene, I was in my Nana's room. There were two tiny dogs, one white, one golden yellow. They were smaller than cats. I still had some fear of dogs that carried over from the previous dream. I woke up from the bed in my Nana's room. I think I was trying to record my dream. I sensed these dogs were coming, or someone in the hallway was beckoning the dogs to "come". I was worried about the dogs in general or perhaps how they would interrupt my dream recall.

I considered closing my Nana's door but that seemed weird. I also looked down the hall and saw one of those child proofing fences at the top of the stairs. it was made of wood. I thought of putting that in place, but also decided against it. I thought if anyone came up the stairs or to the bedroom, it would seem weird.

Then the white dog ran in. I remember it jumping up 4 or 5 feet to the top of my Nana's mantle, then needing to get down. It wasn't even a foot tall. I think I picked it up by the mid section and said hi to it. The other golden yellow dog came in too.

I know I forgot more of this cycle of dreams.

You Need Supplements!

In this one I was running down B P Blvd and onto B Avenue, towards the mini golf course. There were 3 women running in the same direction, one kind of tan with dark hair, the other ones were "white people" as they say.

This guy pulled up along side us and said something like, "You need supplements! You need more than just food and exercise!" And I was like, really? He is trying to spam us to buy supplements?

I may have become lucid or just conscious but without knowing it was a dream. I decided to entertain the guy's suggestions and explain to him that I already take multivitamin, fish oil, B complex, and all the other supplements I take. Then we were walking down this hallway thing. We went down some stairs. (As I type this dream, glimpses of the parts of the dream I forgot come to mind. But not enough to bring into focus.)

The guy was ahead of us. I was behind him, then the 3 women were following. We walked through a narrow part, and then I stood to the side to hold the passage way open while the 3 women passed. The tan woman had black curly hair that had a shine to it. I saw her face more up close and she looked like D P. We decided she couldn't fit because I was suddenly wearing a giant grey coat. So I went on ahead and then they kept following.

I was hoping that the women would like me because of a few reasons. One, I felt I would look good compared to the sales person guy who they might have been annoyed by. Two, I just got a sense they liked me.

Notes

That was all I remembered from those drorms. I knew there was more but I couldn't access it. I figured I would take the three scenes, and record them, before falling back asleep. Maybe it was good I did that because I could have woken up next time without memory of them.

Wellness

There was something about how I slept and had an O B E but within the dream.

There was a part with my Aunt being up early in the morning to do her "wellness morning". She looked really healthy. Her hair looked healthy and her skin had a glow to it. I kept opening and closing the door knob of the kitchen we were in. It was gold and shiny. Maybe I was locking and un locking it, deciding whether I would stay and talk with my Aunt, or go outside. Outside was a little chilly. My idea was to stand out there, fall back asleep standing up, and dream some more, while I ate breakfast, but asleep.

I was putting together a meal with something like rice and lentils, kind of groggy. I wanted to say how I do my own wellness routines in the mornings, too. I accidentally spilled some jelly in the fridge and M M appeared to my right. She picked it up. I was embarrassed but I thanked her. Some jelly was dripping down my face. I thought it might impress M M that I had an all day wellness routine. The main point of me saying it was that I didn't need to start the day super early, because I practice wellness all day. So its not just something I get up a half hour early to do a half hour of, then go on with my day. All day is wellness. But I was also defending why I was not up as early as her.

Water Bottles

This one dream or dream segment was at a grocery store check out. I had a cart with some big water jugs in it and then some cases of smaller waters. Other people were buying waters, too. Something about how I put out four 64 ounce water bottles but then there were five because another guy brought his own. An older woman wanting some water. I wondered why there were not just two 32 ounce bottles per person so they could have equal water in each hand.

Maybe I'll Float

I was walking around on this dock. It was sunny. It seemed like the water was up above the dock. It was towards the Summer. I was thinking I would like to float around in the water every day, during July, August and September, while its hot. But then I was scared, because maybe a fish would come near me! Floating seems like a good idea though.

Notes

That third cycle of dreams was really vivid and eventful. However I was so groggy upon awakening I just couldn't think clearly enough to record it coherently. I think I dreamed a few times of recording it all and then woke up like, wait, I didn't record that. I think that was a mechanism to keep me asleep! I just felt physically and mentally tired. Also some of the dreams were more surreal and not as easy to put into words. I can think of a few glimpses, like something with my sister and a golden pin, and she was running away around some stairs, but nothing really solid. Most of the time I wake from dreams with my mind very alert. Alert enough to think up the whole dream and record it. But some times, like this time, I wake up in a daze. So, I just do the best I can.

Football Practice

I dreamed I was practicing on the H S football team. There were a row of football players in pads and all the uniforms. The quarterback had special lettering on his helmet that said Q B. Then, I was seeing the team from behind. Maybe it was a game. The quarterback didn't seem to have enough protection. The center and running back from the left hand side were going to trade places. One was B D. It seemed weird for the running back, who was smaller, to be the center. But the idea was that he would be able to hit someone pretty hard before getting ran over. I don't know if I was on the team or just seeing it from everyone's back.

...That might wake me up!

There was one part with my Dad drinking about 16 ounces of soda really fast. He had this little glass bottle that was like 16 ounces, like a snapple bottle. He had filled it with soda and drank it all really fast. My sister was accross from him, and I was behind him. I wondered if that was really a good idea to drink that soda so fast.

This was all one dream I think. After the soda part, my memory begins with me in this room. There was this idea that if I drew this green thing on a piece of paper, and lines coming off it, the cat would be attracted to it. So I drew it, and colored in the lines, and the cat was hissing and meowing and coming towards it. I think I shut the door so the cat couldn't get in. I am not sure.

Then I remember going out to this other room with a woman at the head of the table and some guys sitting around the sides. I joined them, sitting at the corner of the table, right near the woman, to her left. I thought this might seem like a weird place to sit. But I did it anyway! I told them about the thing with the cat working.

I forgot some other parts.

Then I was in this auditorium, for an assembly. A lucid dreaming author and researcher was going up on stage to give a talk. He put on a red orange hoodie and then a gold chain with a cross but it was one of those plus sign, equilateral ones. It was a big chain and hung from his neck, shining golden yellow. I wondered why he was doing that and figured he was trying to look like the Pope.

I think there was something in these dreams when I was like, "Why am I watching this?" and almost woke myself up. Then I realized, wait, its a dream, stick around!

He came into the crowd and knelt in front of this little girl who was sitting on the outside row, talking directly to her. The little girl looked away, kind of scared.

I forgot more parts in the middle here.

Then I was at this cabinet or fridge. It was like a black mini fridge. It had lots of square containers in it. I was sorting through them and accidentally knocked over a beaker of reddish tea on the bottom shelf that was nestled behind more containers. At first I was afraid it was red wine but then I saw the tea bags, and knew it was only tea.

Just then a woman came up behind me and said that I should really clean that up, since I spilled it. She wanted some tea and was upset that I spilled it. But there was another tupperware of tea with a blue lid anyway.

I told her it was her problem she had a caffeine addiction. She could make tea in 5 seconds if she really wanted. (L O L!) And how dare she get on my case for spilling the tea. I didn't spill it. Blame whoever put the open beaker in such a bad location in such a tiny fridge.

The woman argued with me some but I basically told her to back the F off. I felt really angry. I thought it might help to put the mini fridge up on a counter top so it would be easier to reach the bottom. But when I stood up, it was a full size black fridge. Huh?

I went to the bathroom, still angry. There were two bathrooms but neither had a label for men or women. So I was going # 1 and then a woman came in. She had one of those plus sign crosses on her nose, in black. I ree cognized her as L N. She had short brown hair.

At first I thought it was weird to be in the same bathroom, but then it just seemed normal. I was ready to defend myself about why I didn't clean up the tea. But she looked happy to see me. She actually asked nicely, "Aw, are you having trouble with the tea?" in a very nice way that kind of made me feel better.
So we started talking and she got close to my face. We sort of went into a hug and we were kissing each others faces. I realized it was a dream somewhere around here. I was looking into her eyes. Her face seemed to morph into a different woman's face a bit. I pointed out that the plus sign dissappeared from her nose.

She was smiling a lot as we were close together there. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed someone else walked past her. I started to realize I might wake up, and tried to will myself to stay in the dream. I started to tell her, "You know, this might make me wake up..." To try to slow things down. But then I felt myself waking up.

I was glad I got back to sleep for this dream because I almost thought I wouldn't. So it was like a bonus dream.

Wheel Chair?

I dreamed I was on the ground floor of 15 Swoo. I was deciding whether or not to put a load of laundry it. It seemed too time consuming. The laundry was dirty towels and some other stuff. Maybe the kitchen towels.

I also remember seeing this black leather wheel chair thing as I walked around. at first it had a back, but then it just had a long seat part. I figured this was for my Dad to help his knee recover. I wanted to wash it or wash the cover of it so he would be able to use it sooner. Since otherwise he might just leave it sitting there. It looked electronically operated. It had 4 smaller wheels, not 2 big wheel chair wheels. I almost forgot about that dream but was glad it came back to my mind.

Cambodor!

This was a dream about some monster things that looked like magic the gathering cards. Or similar to Transmetal Rattrap but with more striations in the metal. Like made of cabling. The one I remember seeing was this rat mouse thing with a human in its mouth. It was in this dungeon thing.

Your Shirt Matches the Wall

I found myself in this class room setting with computers around the room. I was at one of the computers. Two teachers were this guy Elijah and then the president of a company I used to work for. I noticed the walls had this grey pattern with red and black pixelated looking parts, like a pixelated camoflauge but with modified colors.

I noticed that Elijah's shirt blended perfectly in with the wall. The company president's shirt almost did but it was tinted with neon or electric lime green.

I realized it was a dream partly from that and just in a general way. I decided to point out to them that their shirts matched the wall. It took some coordination and focus but I got to where I could talk to them.


One cool part of this L D was that I felt it start to fade at one point. It was as I stood beside the two teachers as they talked, trying to find a moment to get a word in. Somehow I managed to re stabilize the dream but not with a technique, just with a thought.

I forgot whether or not I called them by name. But I pointed out their shirts. I put my hand on the company president's shoulder and told him he was giving a great lecture before. (I didn't realize until later that although both him and the guy giving the lecture earlier had the initials S L, it was a different person. So he didn't know what I was talking about. but still it felt like a good thing to do. )

When I put my hand on his shoulder, I noticed he was built like a 220 pound body builder. So maybe the dream shape shifted him into someone else.

I wanted to burst out and tell them it was a dream, but I held myself back from saying that.

There were four teachers in all but I only interacted with two.

I forgot exactly how it ended.