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Dreams from March 11 to March 12 of 2018.

**The 2 dream food LD's are called "Room 10 treats" and "Have a nice dream" if you just wanna read those since I know its alot, use Ctrl+F**

I had some difficulty recalling dreams that seemed vivid and eventful. But still got a good haul. I had two great dream food L D's.

Schportz

Something about a football game, A S, R M, other people from H S football team.

Charlie Morley

I had one dream of Charlie Morley saying some wise things about L D but I couldn't remember them. (In waking life I listened to some Charlie Morley the previous day.)

Indian Torture Guy

There was this scene I couldn't remember much of, but this Indian religious guy was torturing me. I was begging him not to. There might have been some kind of injection, or some kind of spell that he cast. I think someone saved me, or I figured my way out of it.

Plants

A C was giving me plants in this white basin thing. The plants were in pots and then there was water in the basin. Like how I set up draining for my indoor plants. But something about how it the way it was in the dream would flood the big basin and flood the plants. I remember four green plants standing straight up, and, with the dirt in the pots. Maybe I was thinking the plants would be watered from underneath?

In Love

In the context of this dream, there was a woman I was in love with. We were both in the program. I was helping her move into this new apartment. The doors were glass with silver framing. I was ripping paper out of a big book to give her my number or some code. The pages felt like construction paper.

We were sitting around a table. A guy was giving her a hard time about sleeping late, so she was saying that was hurting her sleep pattern. I was trying to get the guy to back off.

I remember looking through the pages of my book, and thinking they corresponded to the pages of the book from waking life. I can remember seeing the chapter headings and getting a good feeling from it. But now that I think about it it might not have really matched.

Notes

I woke up from these dreams, kind of in a daze. I don't remember too much trouble falling a sleep. But I couldn't think of any dreams right away. I got up to go #1 thinking there hadn't been any dreams. Then they started to arise in my mind as I went #1. I sure did dream. Maybe if the memories would have started flowing to me sooner I'd have remembered more. I don't know why they didn't.

Funny Dogs

I was in this Boys and Girls club kind of place that I've been to before in dreams. I was helping fix something on the wall by standing on this shelf thing. I remember slowly sort of falling off. It was high up. I grabbed onto this fixture on the wall and hung 10 to 20 feet up from the ground. They had to put cushions on the ground to break the rest of my fall.

I forgot a lot in here. I remember thinking how long a dream it was at some point, but I don't remember being lucid.

I was on a couch, trying to use my zoom recorder to record dreams. My Sister was there. Some dogs were there. Then I think I was laying on the floor. The dogs were sort of pushing me around so I slid on the floor. I thought it was funny.

F A D J

I had a false awakening of trying to use my zoom recorder to record the dream. Only none of the red indicator lights were on. And the microphone I use wasn't connected. It was light in the room. There was some back ground noise, maybe music by a female singer. I started to panic because I realized this was all wrong. But I didn't know it was a dream. I was like, oh, no, the microphone is missing! I must not have recorded the other dream either!

Then I woke up in my bed, relieved that was just a dream. I had a hard time thinking of any of what had happened. Just really grogged out. I felt some dream chain sensations come on though and another dream began.

Room 10 of Treats

This became a fun L D. So at first I don't think I was lucid. There may have been a lot I forgot as I remember thinking during the dream, how long it had gone on. I was concerned about remembering any of it. So what I recalled might just be the end of a long L D. That's a bummer but I did my best.

Where my memory starts, I was non lucid, walking up these gray stairs. They were like a spiral stair case. I started to run up them. I was like, wow, it is so easy to run up stairs. I should do this every day. (The context was it was in a college dorm and I was going up to my dorm I think. Something led me to use the stairs instead of the elevator.)

(Switching to present tense.) I am running up these stairs. I feel hopeful about my fitness. I think it should be tiring me out more. I arrive at this gap in the stairs, cut off by a rail. It looks like someone would have to jump about 4 to 5 feet accross and then climb the other railing to continue going up the stairs. This seems silly to me, and even dangerous. But I imagine most people just jump the 4 to 5 feet, and no one ever falls the 20 to 50 feet to their death. There is an Abraham Lincoln Painting on one wall. I am amazed at the art all along the walls of the stair way. I think I am one of the few people who actually stops and notices it.

As I wonder how I will cross, I notice a white door, with a glass panel window. I decide going in there might be safe. I could probably go around and come out the door to the other side of the stair way, instead of jumping. Maybe thats how everyone does it. But I start to sense something is silly here.

I know I am heading for Room 10. To my right are a few more similar white doors. One has the glass window and has a sign with room 10 and an up arrow. I figure that must be the one. The other doors must be closets. There is another door that has a Room number sign on it too. Above it in construction paper, written in marker.

I go up to the left and there is a class room that says room 10 on it, too. (I guess I lost track of going up the stairs.) I go in there. I say, this can't be room 10. The people are all at tables, doing some class room stuff. The teacher guy is like, yeah, you're probably right. I think we wrote the wrong number. L O L. So silly.

Something makes me think it is a dream. I do a finger palm test. It hurts my left palm just to touch it, and a weird buzzing goes off when I try to push it through. After two times of that, I am sure its a dream.

(I am not sure if I interacted with the class mates at all. parts of my memory seem missing. )

I walk up to a silver fridge, excited to get some dream food. I repeat my affirmation, "I remember all my dreams," a few times, hoping this will help. (I am glad that it is coming to me!)

The fridge is pretty empty. There is a lime and an orange. The orange is already cut into. I figure it is a dream so I just grab the lime and bite it, skin and all. My mouth is really dry and it is card board ish. I try the orange. Same kind of result. I close the fridge, and think, "Pizza!" I open the lower level which is a freezer and there are all these bags of small triangular pizzas. Excitedly, I grab one, and take it into the kitchen.

Throughout this dream I notice it start to fade. When it starts to fade I can half feel the dream and half feel my physical body. Realizing that it hasn't fully ended, I somehow pull myself back into the dream. (This happens a few times during the dream. )

In the kitchen, I see more bags of these pizzas on a lower shelf, as well as some open pizzas. Maybe I should put this new one back. Nah, it will be fine. I look to the left and there is a big pot of red sauce. Awesome. When I look back to the right, all the pizzas are gone, and just bread is there. I look at my bag of pizza, still there, and the red sauce. When I look back, a few slices of chicken stuffed pizza has appeared. Wow. Beyond my wildest dreams. My favorite. I grab it and take a big bite. It has some taste. My mouth mainly feels dry though. I consider a beverage but none is around. I see one jug of something liquid up on a shelf but it seems far away. I am afraid to drink liquid for some reason.

Then to my right, two big bowls of blue, white and other colored sugar cookies. They are shaped like animals, as if made by children. I look at a white Snoopy ish dog cookie in particular. Maybe I will draw this when I wake up.

The cookies are delicious. I happen to be wearing a hoodie with two pockets, so I stuff giant handfuls of cookies into my pockets. My plan is to walk around the dream, eating them. The dryness in my mouth seems to have gone away.

The teacher guy walks in, holding some plates. I realize he is cleaning up. At first, I don't want to help, but then, I think it might be fun to help clean in a dream. So I offer to help. But the guy says no thank you.

At one point as I am eating the food, I notice the dream start to fade. I pull out my dream hands and look at them with a lot of focus. This actually works and the dream gets stable again.

The dream ends somewhere around there though, as I walk out, eating more cookies.

Notes

That last L D was tons of fun. What a nice surprise. But I was so sad to have forgotten so much upon awakening. It took me a while to fall back asleep and so I was groggy. I did the best I could, stayed still, and all, but, could not dig any deeper. I think my intermittent attempts at A D A had a reverse effect in tiring out my brain too much. Also I did a lot less affirmations the previous day. I don't know what it was, but I just hope next time, I do remember it.

Dream Enhancers

There was this old man saying how another medication became addictive, but dream enhancer pills never became addictive for him. He said that they were much safer and he preferred them anyway. He preferred dreaming over the other part of his life the other pills affected.

Library Thing

This was a dream there was a lot more to but I forgot.

The first thing I remember was this set of train tracks, but also like a ramp like near high way rest stops. I remember seeing the train tracks looking all loopy and maybe going over the edge of something.

Then I was at this library place. I had a bunch of drawings and I think I was making more drawings. Maybe I was trying to draw the previous dreams that I had forgotten. There was this librarian woman asking if I needed help or something, who I didn't give much consideration.

In one part I was on a You Tube video where the Rug Rats talked about Growing Up. I was like, oh, wow, the Rug Rats talk about growing up. That must be helpful for kids. Then I scrolled down to the comments. The top comment was a guy saying something like how he took a personal inventory, noticed what was already perfect about himself, and then whatever was imperfect, he shamed the crap out of, until it too became perfect. Somehow that comment was the top comment, with hundreds of likes. I was so angry because I think shaming is ultimately unhealthy. I was mad at myself for even scrolling down to the comments, knowing that people can say such offensive things. Well, I went to hit dislike on his comment. The second highest rated comment was about life. It said that the best advice the guy learned in life was just to keep his life, or stay alive. I think it was a hint to not commit suicide for those who were troubled. I didn't find it as offensive as the other. But neither comment really was what I was looking for. I didn't read any more though, because all that might do would be to offend me further.

There is another part where I was looking at something like google images. But it was drawings I had done. One was a cartoon of my past girlfriend and I talking. Another was Angelica from Rug Rats but instead of a mouth she had a box of text on her face. Other drawings were there, too. I didn't want the librarian or others to see them. They were very vivid. But my recall of this dream wasn't great. I might have been lucid but not known.

I saw my friend J V who I will run into in a later dream.

There was something about my sister saying we have to draw strawberries. Like, when life gets tough, draw strawberries?

And a bunch of children. One was crying a lot. When he or she came near me, they seemed to stop crying.

I think that was all of that but it was a lot more vivid and eventful. I was lucky to recall any of these. I felt so groggy, and afraid I would forget all.

"Have a Nice Dream!"

This was a really fun L D because it was just simple. I had been laying there remembering dreams and then found myself in this dream. I was walking behind my friend J V. I saw his black hair and thought it must be him. I realized it was a dream kind of spontaneously and caught up with him to talk. He had a plastic grocery store bag of these big yellow circle cookies with smiley faces on them. They looked like giant emoticons, but made of sugar. I was instantly like, "Dude, I want one of those!" and he gave me one. He had a bunch. Then he turned left to walk into his house. As he walked away, I said, "Have a nice dream!" Then I was like, oh, no, what if he didn't know it was a dream? Well, he deserves an L D for sharing this cookie with me. I walked on, maybe near a train track place or another road. I took a bite of the cookie and it was delicious. I woke up in my physical bed with my mouth moving, still tasting the cookie, as often happens with dream food.

Lucid Dreaming Gurus

This dream had me in another building. in the first part, I wasn't aware it was a dream yet. I was watching this thing with Brock from Pokemon. Only his head was like Pichu's head with diamonds on the cheeks. He had his roster of 6 Pokemon out in front of him. But he was going to add two more to the Pokemon party. This seemed against the rules to me but maybe it wasn't for battles, just for them to all hang out. One Pokemon was Onix. Onix made a funny sound as it brushed against the others. I forgot who the other Pokemon he added was. There was another Pokemon trainer there, too, maybe Ash. maybe a Pikachu. Maybe I was the other trainer. I don't remember.

Then it kind of transitioned to where I was in this bathroom. I had gone #2 and was wiping my bottom! I slowly realized it was a dream in a general way, not related to any one event. I noticed that two very well known lucid dream authors were talking about lucid, dreaming! I won't say who they were.

One was saying how it was tough when you are lucid, dreaming, and in the kitchen, and the dream keeps telling you you need to wash one more dish. He was saying how it is almost like the dream doesn't want you to realize its a dream. So it keeps distracting you with more dishes.

Then the next lucid dream author started talking about how in his dream, he wants to write massive words with fire on the ground, for the "Creator" to see. I thought it was going to be about anger at the "creator". But he was meaning to write how the "Creator" created everything, including dreams. So it was a form of praise.

I don't know if either of them knew it was a dream at the time. I was just in the bath room, but the door was open to the kitchen. Actually, two walls of the bathroom had an open door to the kitchen, so the kitchen wrapped around the bathroom. I was thinking of wiping my bottom with soap and then using a towel. I wasn't very lucid. I figured as long as I used soap, I would be clean enough to continue with the dream. The turds in the toilet were light brown and floated in a funny way. The toilet was like stainless steel. Also, I was going to use the towel, because it was a dream, so it didn't matter if I got poop on the towel. L O L.

Notes

I was so scared I almost forgot all of those last dreams. For whatever reason, I woke up in such a daze. I couldn't get back to sleep after the third "round" of dreaming either. Trauma coming up recently.

Also sometimes those details are such a tease. Like the dream details are so close to my mind, I can almost get them into solid form. But not quite. I call those glimpses or dream detail teases. Maybe there is some way to pull those into clarity but maybe that's as close as I can get to them. Dream recall is definitely such a skill in itself.

Dreams from March tenth to eleventh, 2018

I thought I woke up once without recording dreams. But then forgot the dreams from the second cycle of sleep while I thought back to the first. But then when the first actual dream detail came to mind I don't know why I thought that.

Graduation party

There was something about a party about my Nana's house. Maybe a school graduation thing. Something with my Mom and Sister about how I needed to pick my own food to bring. I could only recall that vaguely.

Ground Worm!

I was with my friend S S or G F and then his girlfriend C P was there and my dream girlfriend was with us. I think we were going to go on a double date but S S or G F had to read this book. So he was walking around reading this book. He seemed kind of obsessive about it. He wasn't really looking where he was going, but nothing bad happened.

We walked down some stairs and over this dirt ground. These green worm things expanded up from holes in the ground. They had like circular mouths but then thorns coming off the side like a vine. First just one, but then another, and another. I remember three.

One tried to get near me and I felt scared. I think it was saying something to me but I forgot what. I almost let it touch me with its mouth but then I sort of ran away. I don't remember much else of that.

Tangled Beard

I forgot some parts in between. But then there was this thing about how people could get an executive fired if they wanted to. It showed a screen with a grid of icons, 3 wide. Related to that was some parking garage.

There was a guy talking about how he had to give up certain things, but it was a good feeling. He had black hair and a curly beard.

There were these clamp things that people could put around their ankles for some effect. There was a headset thing for one leg and the other side had this screw in clamp thing. I was asking the guy if I could use them, mainly to humor him. Forgot more of that.

Forgot more of this too but I was at the sink with the guy. I was trying to build a rapport for some reason. He was washing a dish, and there was a white ramican in the sink, too, all caked up. I got in there and started cleaning it with my fingers, with some misgiving. I felt grossed out.

Some more parts I forgot. I hugged the guy for some reason. My brownish blonde hair got stuck in his beard and there were some strands of it in his beard. So I was taking them out of his beard, and more appeared.

Then he, myself and another guy were holding hands forming a circle and saying something.

Walking and Thinking

I had a dream of walking near the end of K Road and thinking about the previous dreams, without knowing it too was a dream. That made it confusing to recall it when I woke up.

Notes

I also had a vague sense of having dreamed about something with water. My early dream recall was weaker than usual but I just accepted it. I tried, but it just was what it was. I think I moved a little without realizing it upon awakening.

Dream of D J entry

One dream was that I was dreaming of a dream journal entry on a website.

Cube Thing

In this dream some other stuff happened before it. Then I was looking down into this little slat at the bottom of a metal cube I was in. There was something to do with someone in that slat producing steam. Or if you poured hot water into the slat, it helped more than cold water. It was some kind of competitive feel to it. I realized it was a dream momentarily. It was scary when I realized I was in this creepy metal cube. It was kind of dark. I think I looked out from the metal cube a moment.

Jib Ipplication

I had another smaller dream that I was doing a job application online and I wrote a really "primitive" kind of sentence. I didn't make a more detailed note than that, so I don't know whether or not I remembered the exact sentence. Or even membered it to begin with.

Trip to Europe

This was an interesting little dream that led to a fun L D chain. It was as if I was in tenth grade again going on the school trip to Europe. The bus was leaving at 7 P M that Wednesday, and I thought it had already left. So my plan was to drive after the bus and catch up with it while it stopped to rest, and get on. I was only an hour behind. I saw this little itinerary and it had the name Ilenny on the bottom right side. Two columns of names, black text, white paper.

Then I went into the hallway and saw my Dad. He was vacuuming, which he did a lot in these dreams tonight. I asked him if I should go to Europe and we determined it was only Monday actually. In physical calendar it was Sunday early morning though. Anyway I was wondering, wait, how will we pay for this? But figured it would work.

Maybe some other stuff happened that i forgot, but I was on the bus to Europe. There was something about asking the bus driver if I could use the bathroom. I was contemplating whether to address her as "miss" or "Mizz" or "M'am".

I was sitting in a seat and watching the road lights go by on the black night. I felt myself drifting to sleep on the bus. It felt not much time had passed.

OOBILD #1

After that dream I was laying in my bed trying to think through it. Then I heard these loud buzzing or ringing noises and felt these vibrations like I have in the past. I started to separate from my body and kind of rotated so that I was in a child's pose from yoga, with my head at the foot of my bed. I noticed I was about to lose the dream and caught myself, staying in it.

(Switching to present tense. ) I stand up in what seems to be my physical room, but I remember how I exited my body, and so I look around to affirm it is a dream. There are some small white square posters by my left closet door. I read one of them. I can see the words pretty clearly.

I try a finger palm test but it doesn't go through. However, I am still pretty sure its a dream.

I look out my back window and a couple things happen. I can hear a guy next door to the left running a bunch of different power tools and lawn equipment at once. I am surprised he is running them all at once, just leaving them sitting there, making all this noise. In waking life, this would anger me, but instead, I just yell over, "Those sound great!" I ask him, "Are you starting a band out of those?" Or something like that. He is pulling the choke on another lawn mower thing at the time. He kind of laughs back and goes inside. The sounds are very physical. They go away without my noticing.

When I look out my back window, I look for any other differences from waking life. There are all these tall furniture things, one like a Cradily from Pokemon, standing up on the deck below my window. They are so tall and I am like, yes, this is definitely a dream.

I notice it is snowing big flakes of snow outside. They are getting in the wide open window, as if there is no screen. I can feel the cold. I have a sense this amount of snow wouldn't be likely to happen in physical matter waking consciousness. I close the window.

(There is some other stuff from in my room I don't quite remember. )

I go into the hall way and my Dad is there. I follow him to his room. He says he got me the Pokey Cable which is like a Pokemon game thing. It is like a hand held game with just one big screen and no buttons, more like a computer monitor.

My Dad might have been pouring one barrel into another at some point. He called me into his room because he wanted to talk to me.

I have my cell phone and this other electronic device. Every time I look at either screen, it shows some sort of monster pulling its arm back and then throwing a massive punch at the direction of the screen. I wonder why anyone would want their phone to start up with the effect of a scary monster about to punch them. To turn it off, I have to go to a menu called "Core". It seems difficult to change the settings. The app has to do with movie previews.

There is another part of the screen where this creature is hanging from the top left corner, down toward the bottom right corner. It is a long creature like Night Stalker from M T G but with a green beak type of thing. I think it is towering over a smaller character. It looks kind of scary. I want to try drawing it. Its beak looks like it has teeth marks.

Most of the dream I narrate my surroundings to myself. Orange, shorts, red, thing, whatever I see, I name it, or name its color, or both. It seems to help me engage the dream to do it out loud within the dream for now.

When I go to talk to my Dad, I am afraid that I am entering a new dynamic. Because I am around another person, I can't just narrate things to myself around them. I fear this will make the dream end and it kind of does. I feel it is easier to keep calm when I am by myself in the dream.

(I woke up from that in my physical bed, trying to think it through. I got more vibrations and ringing sounds, and eventually wiggled out into yet another OOBILD.)

OOBILD #2

(Somewhere during this I decided I would call these OOBILD's, O O B I L D's, or Out of Body Induce Lucid Dreams. Because I start separating from my body but then I am in a dream. So it is a form of WILD. But I will just call it OOBILD for now on. On Accounta That I think WILD is more like Tipharot's video of "What Does WILD Feel like?")

I am having some trouble getting my body to separate this time. I push it a little, then try to relax. Then as I try to move, my eye cover falls off, and the room is brightly lit with yellow light. At first I am upset that this will wake me up, but then I realize that if the room is lit that way, it must be a dream. Catching this dream sign, I get on up out of bed, lucid.

Standing up in my room again, I can definitely tell it is a dream. My back window is wide open and I talk to my dream reflection. I remember my intention to practice dream recall within a dream. I talk to my dream reflection about the dream so far. I am also talking about my OOBILD term with myself, and watching my reflection move as I talk. I like the way my face looks in this dream. At times I also narrate my surroundings to myself some more. The room is brighter.

I start to think I need a real mirror because in the window my reflection is dim. To the right, on top of a dresser, there is a small square mirror at face height. It barely fits my head. There are two dressers along the wall on either side of my back window, or a long table.

I talk to myself some more in this mirror. My hair seems shorter, but is the same color. My face seems a good replica of my physical face. I try to talk more about the dream, but maybe just energy flows out. (I can't remember exactly what I said. ) I start to think I will do that for the whole dream, and it will last a while, but then I get bored.

On the other side of the window, I see some dishes with food in them, on top of the dresser. I am narrating them all to myself. They look like mixed nuts, maybe with macadamias. I am narrating it to myself but when I eat it I can't talk. The food gets stuck in my mouth. A shard of a nut gets lodged in between my back teeth and gums. I start to lose stability.

I notice these triangular pastry looking things with candles poking up out of them. I think they are for my birthday even though my physical birthday is in October. I want to eat them but I am afraid my Dad intended us to share them for my birthday.

I start to lose stability and the dream ends.

(I was in my physical bed again after this, or so I thought. I was adjusting my body but it might not have been my physical body. For example I put my hand under my other arm and when I woke up it wasn't there. Or I felt my pillow was blocking my nose but when I woke up it wasn't there. So I think I dreamed of being on my left side and messing around with stuff. )

False Awakening

This would have been another OOBILD but I thought I had really gotten up. I had more ringing and vibrations but it seemed to end. I looked around my room and there was a blue or white light, like from a cell phone flashlight. (This wouldn't have been likely in waking life. ) The walls are actually orange red and I have two beds. One in the normal place and one on the other side of my covered window. At the foot of the two beds are a bunch of shelves.

Something seems silly about all this but I still think it is waking life. I go to one of th e shelves, thinking something is there. I hear my Dad vaccuuming outside. Why is he vacuuming in the middle of the night? I think, but I realize I am already awake anyway, so I will just wait for him to finish, and then go back to sleep. I have to record my dream anyways.

I figure I will just go to the bathroom and drink some water. I drink the water and the dream starts to end.

(When I got back to my physical body for "real" this time, it was a totally different sensation. It was like, I knew I was really there. Where as the other times, it felt like I was, but I must not have been fully there. It was also difficult to think through the previous dream as the next one began this time. Maybe because the vibrations took a lot of my attention. I tried to form what memories I could between dreams in the chain though. )

Liquor Store

There was this part where I was going into a liquor store with a red liquor or wine bottle. I was F D, a big guy I knew from the local bars. I was asking for more of it. So we went in the back room and the manager or myself pulled out two white wine bottles. For a moment I kind of questioned, wait, wasn't my other bottle red? The white wine bottles were on this high shelf behind white paper. It reminded me of the guy's office in the first Italian Restaurant I worked in.

Crazy Dessert

In this dream some stuff happened that I forgot. maybe a game on a T V. but I remember taking a piece of this pie or cheese cake thing and then cutting it in half height wise. Then inserting some more food in between, like another dessert food. Then I microwaved that together. I felt bad because I thought the cheese cake was my Dad's.

I ate a bite and felt high as a kite. Oh, and the microwave was in my 15 Swoo bedroom. it had double doors and a T V screen when you close it.

So eating that, I felt off to the races. I was like, all this sugar will really boost my dream recall! Then I was afraid because I thought it was waking life and it would trigger my sugar addiction. I put it down after one bite. There was a T V on top of a dresser and some other stuff on the walls. I didn't know if I was dreaming or awake.

In another part in this bedroom, my sister was writing some thing in a little sketch book. Or drawing. I notice it is a little sketch book. She has a hand ful of thick washable crayola style markers. She seems happy and goes off to draw.

There Arrrrrrr definitely parts i farrrrr got from all this, matey.

Then my Dad came in the room after some more stuff. I was wearing these pajama pants that I am always afraid my you know what will pop out of. My Dad points out that it is showing. I already know it is a dream at this point. I try to put it away or something, slightly embarrassed. I think it is my dream telling me to be careful when I wear certain pajama pants.

Still in the same modified version of my 15 Swoo room, now lucid, I notice an ominous feeling begin. A monstrous sound comes from the hall and I feel fear. I remind myself it is a dream, but still, it is intense. An adult sized black dog comes through the door and kind of tackles me. At first I fight it. I fight the fear and I fight the dog away. But then I remember it is just a dream and so I just relax. Relaxing seems to turn the monstrous dog into a small black puppy and the fearful or chaotic energy passes. Well done. I think I wake up a little or have a sense of waking up.

(If the dream ended and began again, it was still in this same bedroom place. I feel some parts are missing from my recollection. This was a super long dream chain. )

I notice a clear jug of orange ish liquid up on a high shelf. Knowing it is a dream, I feel excited. I grab it and start dumping it in my mouth. I lay on my back on the floor and keep dumping it in. It seems nourishing. (I don't remember reading a label or anything!) It is very sweet. I worry that I am consuming sugar, but then I remind myself it is a dream. So I get all the flavor, but none of the calories or chemicals.

Through Sky Light into Sky Dark

I go out into the hall way and my Dad is there, vaccuuming. He looks like he has been drinking. He looks grim, like he is angry at the world. There are some tears in his eyes but it pushed me away because it looks more like a glazed over drunk stare than genuine heart felt emotion. He seems to be vacuuming up baking soda.

(I think I went to the bathroom from the previous dream. While I drank that juice, I was afraid it would make me need to go #1, even within the dream. So walking out of the bathroom I might have been afraid to look at the night light, even knowing it was a dream. )

I say hi to my Dad, but my main thought is to fly through the sky light. I jump up and easily fly through it. I am confident about it because I have done this in past dreams.

I fly pretty easily into the dark sky. It is dark with white clouds. I can see some houses in the neighborhood.

(I forgot if there was anything else to this or if it just ended. )

Boat Party

The next dream begins with me out doors in a grassy place on the main road behind my parents previous house, W S Road. I realize it is a dream and I am like, cool, another one.

I see someone jogging and decide to jog along the sidewalk, too. It is drizzling lightly. As I jog, I start to feel really good. I like it better than flying. I know it is a dream for sure because I feel so light on my feet. There is no sense of any impact, although I can feel my feet lightly touch the ground. I realize this might take some focus, to run in the dream, so I set my goal to this bridge at the end of the road, where there is a Marina in waking life. As I run, I notice a dirt path to the end of my old block, like there is in waking life. The sky is kind of grey. I want to catch up to the other jogger.

The dream seems to teleport me to the bridge. There is water and then a boat. I want to dive into the water, impressing any on lookers, but it is too steep or close a dive to the hull of the boat. So I just go on the boat. (I think some parts of being on the boat did slip my mind, though I remembered it mostly well. )

I arrive at the top of this balcony or beak shaped diving board thing high up on the boat. I want to jump down but there are people swimming maybe 10 to 20 feet down in the water, right below it. One guy passes slowly and another person passes. That person must be 10 or 15 feet tall, with another smaller person behind them. Someone behind me wants to dive. I decide not to dive.

I walk down into the boat again and pass some Spanish speaking people. There are some books above a bunk bed type of seat near them. There are two women sitting along one bench and then a man on a perpendicular bench.

I stop and ask the woman, "Es Usted Mi Amigo?" Careful to use the formal second person instead of the informal, which I always was when I learned Spanish. The woman said "Si" or yes. I talked with them a little, thinking that this might take away my dream stability, talking to others. Because it brings up more emotion. But my Spanish is coming out good. At another point, I ask, "Como se llama usted" or what is your name? The woman says a name, and I ask the man, and he says a name. I didn't interact with the woman between them much.

Then I went to leave. The woman asked me to stay with them and keep talking. She asked me to tell them about myself, now in English. I considered if I should tell her I am a lucid, dreamer, and I am in this dream exploring. Maybe I should, maybe I shouldn't, and the dream ended there.

Movie and Audience

Unless I forgot another dream, the next thing that happened after that dream ended was I began to see this blue sky with clouds.

So I see this blue sky with clouds. I am so surprised for this to be happening. I am familiar with this kind of dream. Words in white text begin flying towards me. For example one word is "thoughts". But other than that, I can't really catch the words. At first I try to dart my eyes around and catch all the words. Then I decide to just focus my eyes in a darker spot of the sky in the middle. That feels less frantic.

I look away and to the left. I am surprised to see a theater full of people all illuminated from the front by the movie screen. They are all staring at the screen. I appear to be the only one not totally absorbed in it. (A few moments before this, I had no idea I would look away and see this movie theater effect. That is so cool. )

I know it is a dream, so I try to stand up in my seat, facing the back of the theater. maybe I will talk to everyone and get their attention off the movie, or just fly. However, I feel my body is too heavy. I sit back down, look back at the screen a little, but then look away again. At first I am afraid to miss out on the movie, but then I realize watching the watchers is more what is "really going on here".

Just then the movie begins to end. I stand up. The guy in front of my elbows me really hard as he puts on his coat, without any acknowledgement. It seems like an accident, but still.

A kid to my left is asking me if these quarters have any use any more. (I guess this dream is set in the future.) He shows me one state quarter, then another. The image of the state quarter from the front is very sharp and clear. I explain to the kid that, yes, quarters have a use. Although "most money is electronic now" (in the context of the dream) the quarters can still be used to buy some items. The quarter on the back has the name of a state I can't ree cognize. I tell myself it must be a state I never heard of, but now I think the dream made it up. The name starts with an "A" (but I can't remember it now). The back of the coin has a guy on a horse.

(I woke up from that, thinking it must be over. But...)

Invisible! & Invincible!

I find myself in a brown room. "Another false awakening!" I think. "Ha! Gotcha!" I have a sense that I have been dreaming quite a while now.

I am in a bathroom with brown walls. I jump up and fly up towards the skylight. It is too solid. I fly back down and land. I feel like this might be a set up for a fight. Like another dreamer or an entity has been wearing me out with these other dreams and now has trapped me here for a final show down. I think he won't let me wake up until the fight is over, based on someone else's dream I heard. (This doesn't actually happen, it is just my assumption.)

There was a way out by one wall, but when I turn around, it is gone. I see some cabinets. I see some windows with accordian like blinds, like in 15 Swoo. I try to pull them open to see if I can fly out. Although I feel somewhat ready to face some adversity, I think it might be wise to get to open air if at all possible. It is a healthy mix of fight and flight.

Every time I draw the blinds open, another smaller set of blinds appears, or a type of door thing. Eventually I realize, after 5 or 6 times, that that might go on infinitely. I decide to look for another option.

I walk the opposite direction of the opening that closed, and notice a circular sign that says Women. I must be coming from a Men's bathroom and there must be that Women's room accross the way. It seems like I am in the lobby of a hospital, almost like the P V hospital, with the guards desk at the front. I walk towards the Womens room, thinking there might be a way out through there.

As I walk, I remember my intention to practice dream recall within a dream. My "dream recall affirmations" from the M P 3 playlist come to mind and I start repeating those. "I remember all my dreams" is the main one I can think of. I am saying this aloud as I walk through the building.

To my right, there is a huge open door, as plain as day. Ah, I think, that must have been there all along. The fear was just in my head. What a relief.

Two smaller people and a big guy are walking toward the door, about 50 feet away. The big guy is in a police officer style uniform, but instead of navy blue, it is red. They are like, "That is him!" And the guy in red pulls a gun and shoots me. I dodge the bullet, still repeating my affirmations. (Well done, mate!) Knowing it is a dream, I am not too scared.

Just to be safe, I start repeating dream affirmations in my mind instead of aloud. And, I sort of summon a protective shield as well as invisibility, all at once. When in need, my shields can usually activate. People can blast me all they want, stuff can attack me, but my shields are really strong. However I don't have much in the means of offensive tactics. I can protect myself from harm at will but I can't harm others it seems. I think this is a good trade since I don't need to be violent if nothing can harm me anyway.

So I kind of fly out the door, and the red guy and the two people run past where I was. More red uniform guys run into the building. Sure enough, they run right by me. I am sitting by this wall to the left of the door as you walk in. It is like there is a dark grey wall heater behind me I have my back to.

I am really surprised my invisibility is working so well. I continue to think to myself, "I remember all my dreams", as I watch the guys run by.

One guy in red shoots this blaster gun thing at me, but I don't feel anything. Then they all continue running by. I am not sure if I was hit, or if I was shielded. I don't feel any pain from it at all.

A younger looking kid, who looks like Sean from when I was young, stands near me, his eyes darting around. I stare at the pupils of his eyes as they dart around. They are sky blue. He tells another guy that "It looks like it went straight through." I don't know if he just sees a hole in the wall behind me, or if he is looking at me, with a hole in me.

(I don't know which really happened. One possibility is the guy shot at me, but somehow I was like transparent, and the blast just hit the wall behind me. Or, the blast hit me, and left a hole in me, but I just didn't feel it. But why would the guy have aimed at me and shot if I were invisible?)

Someone behind the guy standing near me has an alarm go off. It sounds like a standard alarm clock sound, like a beepy thing. The kid with the sky blue eyes is now saying, "Man, thats a powerful alarm" or something like that. The dream starts to end with me still repeating "I remember all my dreams" in my mind.

F A D J'd!!!

I then found myself writing on something like Fii Write but it was like a parchment note book with really tall but thin sheets of paper. My left hand is writing dream notes in black. It is weird because the dream notes can only fit like 5 lines on a page, and with a space between each note, it is hard to space out. I am not lucid in this now. I really think I am recording my dream.

One note I write is about how the alarm went off at 6 A M. this makes sense because maybe one of the dreamers on that team of red suit people had an alarm set for 6, and it was waking him up. So the sound could have got into all of our dreams. I see "3:03" somewhere on the page. 3:03 A M. I think this connects also to something in the dream, or maybe the dream lasted from 3:03 to 6 A M. (When I looked at the timing of my notes, the entire dream chain was under an hour, counting the time it took to fall a sleep!)

I wake up from this sort of gradually into thinking about the dreams into my physical bed. Then I realize I am really in my physical bed for "real" this time, and I can tell the difference. I think back through it and pull as much as I can into my mind.

Notes

WOW. This dream was one of my craziest dream chains. Maybe because I had trouble sleeping last night, I got REM rebound. I am so happy about this. It was so much work to record it all, but, so worth it, to have these memories.

My theories about the red suit people: I think what happened was, they were a team of dreamers doing some kind of mission to defeat some zombies in the hospital (or to destroy all the circum sizers!) and I just happened to spawn in that bathroom at the same time as their mission. Then they thought I was one of their enemies and shot at me and stuff. But I wasn't their enemy.

Either that or I was having such a long dream chain that I attracted some attention from "dream agents". Because I neutralized the dog attack, flew, drank the power juice, had in depth conversations with other dreamers on the boat, and attempted to disrupt the movie theater thing, they saw me as someone who was making waves. And I had to be stopped. That is my other theory.

Again, I was able to type it up at least 90% without even going back over my voice notes, even hours after awakening. My dream memory is definitely getting stronger. When I look back at older Dream Journals I can see how I just have a much higher volume of recall now than I did then. It is encouraging to see that. Also I can see big gains in my dream skills and dream quality that are harder to notice when just comparing to yesterday's.

Dreams from March ninth to tenth of 2018

Um... I dreamed!

Pokemon Game

I remembered way, way, early on in the dreams there was this Pokemon game. Something with a fire type legendary. Something with an electric type move. I couldn't remember any more but the sense I had of it was. That it was vivid. Maybe if I didn't need to move so soon upon awakening, I could have gotten back that far.

Scenes in a house

There were some scenes in this house that I forgot. My dream sister was trying to run the dream dishwasher. Something about loading it with dream dishes and running it before a certain time.

There was something with a dream person and showing them how I do my quad stretch in a bunk bed.

There was something about a cleaning person. Something about how I didn't hold a job. In this scene I had a bottle of lotion and I was squeezing some into a tablespoon.

I am upset with smokers

There was this whole story line of a woman. She and her partner had broken up. She was feeling down about it. She had come into my life and she was at my Nana's. I was living in the kid's room again, as in many dreams. There was this thing where I walked into my Nana's room, and my whole family was sitting all around in there. At least my Mom, Aunt B and nana, and others. Nana wanted me to sit with her on her bed, and I didn't want to, but I felt bad, because she was old, so I sat with her. It was a pink salmony kind of color. She had an ash tray on the bed and I was already angry, even though nothing was lit. Some conversation took place between everyone in the room.

Then my dream Nana lit a dream cigarette with me right there. I couldn't smell it, but that didn't hint to me that it was a dream. So I got up in fury. My Aunt B was saying something to me. My Aunt B was sitting in a direct line between my Nana and I. I raged at the two of them about how they are cigarette smokers and they should burn in Hell. That felt pretty good and I had been setting an intention that day to vent some of my anger in a dream, where I didn't have the best outlet in waking life.

I went back to the kids room and seemed to forget about that whole thing. The woman had been talking to my family. Then my sister was in the kids room with me and we were talking. There was something my sister was eating that I didn't think was a good idea to eat. So I tried to make it so she couldn't eat any more of it. That's the last I remember of that.

More stuff happened between this and the next dream, maybe other dreams or something transitional.

Alien Invasion!

This dream seemed to transition from the previous dream. Maybe it was all one dream. I couldn't remember it all exactly. There was something with me or my friend Mike being taken somewhere in a van. Not kidnapped but just not handled nicely. I was kind of seeing it from the outside I think. Then a guy with long brown hair and some facial hair was in a wheel chair in the back of another van. A woman or two people were lifting his wheel chair to put it on the ground, on the street. He said the word, "Narrow! Narrow!" to caution them I guess that his wheel chair was narrow and they need to be careful how they put it down.

Someone tried to wheel his wheel chair into the intersection, as if it would be run over. But I think it was in jest. They wheeled him back towards the van.

Then there were these big aliens and alien ships flying all over the city. We were in a city kind of place. It was really intense. I don't remember the exact alien forms. But people were running around like mad, in fear. The aliens were dropping "bombs" but they weren't acually bombs. They were like those plastic 10 pound standard weight plates filled with cement that I have. But people thought they were bombs so they were running. The weight plates hit some people or damaged some things but didn't blow up.

Then there was this part where people were being held hostage in a mall type of place. It was like a clothing store. Again, I don't remember it perfectly, some parts just didn't come to mind. but there was something about no one being allowed to the stair way at the back of the store. There were guards lining the back wall, wearing black ear muff headsets, maybe with guns. I heard something about crawling under the clothing racks, since it was a clothing section in the back, and trying to get out that way. But a warning that the guards were expecting this. So some of us tried to climb under the clothing racks anyway.

The guards were human guards, or in human bodies. I guess the aliens had them under some sort of mind control, to use their bodies. This also made the actual humans less likely to harm them.

So then I got to the end of the clothing section and to the guards. There were 4 of us and 3 of them. My red haired friend and 2 others who had been with me got dragged back to the front of the store, but I noticed I was standing at the back of the store by myself.

I still knew that even if I got down the stairs, they would probably catch up to me, and it might make things worse. So I decided to just walk down the stairs, and right back up. I think I even said it aloud, as if to notify the aliens.

Something about the aliens was dreamishly anti climactic. The "bombs" were not really explosive. The guards just dragged the people back up front without much fight. And this next part was silly. So it all seems kind of funny to me now.

I walked down the green stairs, expecting to come out around the city streets. I walked sideways down them and I think there were 7 one leg, 7 the other, and back up the same way.

When I got back up, I could tell I was in trouble. This giant, super freaky spider thing that I wish I could draw, was ready to come and get me. It had this straw thing for a mouth and was brown. Boy, was I scared. The spider thing was going to come lick my face and I really didn't want that to happen. It was all furry and twice my height.

I wasn't lucid for any of this, but I started apologizing to the spider thing. Saying I was so sorry I did that, and I would never leave you, and you look so great. I put my hands in a prayer position and prayed to the spider to please have mercy on me. It seemed angry but didn't come nearer.

Then it somehow transformed into this fast food menu screen thing. The writing on it was using food to make the letters. It still had elements of furry brown like the spider's body had. At first I was afraid it would morph back, but it didn't.

The screen said that there are "Solid food meals for everyone" but only enough potatoes for 7 people. There had been something like 28 potatoes on the stairs, so I figured they thought each person should have 4 potatoes, if they have any at all.

I went up in line to get some food. There was some meat or poultry but I wondered what the solid food meal was, since there didn't seem to be a starch or vegetable. Then I saw there was a bunch of pasta and ravioli. There were Carraway Seeds all over the top, but not stirred in. Before I got my food, I started to stir them into the red sauce, but people behind me were complaining. An Indian guy I knew was behind me, but I forgot his name. I said, okay, fine, you can go, but make sure you stir in the carraway seeds first. That was the last thing I remembered.

Recall Notes

I woke up from those dreams, thinking them through. It was my first time awakening all night. I had trouble falling asleep on this night even though I had lights out by 6 and was super tired. When I woke up, I had rotated to my left side, and kicked my pillows all over, so I was on them funny, and had pain. My hand was also in a weird position and it all made me have to move too soon. Unfortunately this just happens sometimes and I always hope to wake up in a position I can comfortable stay still in, so the dream recall can be to the max. I thought of a few details, got up and did my #1, and then more memories flew to mind once that pressure of holding in my #1 was released. So I recorded them and tried to pull up anything else but that was really it. There were some parts I wished I remembered more of... As usual! But I can see signs of improvement in my recall, so its like, just keep practicing and you will remember a higher and higher percent of dreams as time goes on. It will be worth it when in 10 years of recall practice you recall dreams in such clear detail.

Blacking Out

I had this dream that I woke up from, thought through, but was very groggy and fell back asleep. The next time I woke up, I could only get the end. Something about walking on Hickory. Then, in the woods, with a guy I knew, maybe J M. Apparently he was doing some kind of mind altering substance, but every time he took "another hit", I would black out while he did it and not notice. This was where I briefly realized it was a dream, during one of the black outs. I was hearing some words or lyrics but I also forgot those. There was at least a bit more to this but I was too groggy. I count this as an L D even though I compulsively woke myself up.

Learn to Draw

I fell back to sleep while recalling that last one. I found myself in this dream where my sister was sitting with my Dad on one side of the table, and another man was sitting accross from them. My sister was much younger, maybe 5 or 6, and had a very high pitched child like voice. She was saying how learning to draw is fun! And it's not going to be hard because everybody needs to do this! I don't know if there was more to that dream but I was so groggy, that was all I recorded.

One of my longest dreams ever

I had one of my longest dreams ever. lucidity seemed to fade in and out. I forgot the parts when I became lucid but I remember being lucid here and there. Also there were some dreams where I "woke up" but was still in a dream, but not false awakenings, more like dreams within dreams. I don't know if they were separate dreams but it feels like all one thing to me so I will write it all as one thing, in the best order I can. And of course there was a lot I forgot.

I was in my room eating an apple. Then i went to teh bathroom and ate the apple at a table while sitting on the toilet. L O L. It twas at my parents previous house. A bee was trying to get some apple. I wasn't too scared but then its thorax thing swelled up and I got a bit alarmed. I left the apple for it and went to my room. When I got to my room, there was another bee. It was more of a bumble bee, but still seemed big. I shut the door so the other bee, more like a stinger bee, wouldn't come in. I think I looked out my front window and maybe saw a squirrel.

In another part, in front of our old neighbors house, there was my Dad's red subaru. The passenger side had no walls or windows, just wide open. So was the front of the neighbors house. My Dad was helping them remove a big grey carpet and fold it up. It was all being stuffed into the Subaru. The Subaru looked really weighed down. It seemed unusual to me.

By a heater on the side of the wall, some of us were walking or standing. There was this black C D case kind of thing, or a game. I forgot what it was. Someone was asking, but I didn't know what it was. It seemed like "not mine".

There was some stuff with a video game we were playing that I sensed was super cool. But I totally forgot.

In another part I remember finding myself sitting at the top of the hill near the local woods. I was looking down at the Earth as it rained. I had this sense that people really should be just sitting with the Earth, paying attention to the dirt, and grass, not so busy. Something with going #1 or water coming down.

There was something when I was trying to sleep on the floor in this room. I think I was lucid here. It was like I had woken up from a dream within the dream temporarily and needed some water. I was thinking it would be good to have a little water before I continue dreaming. Maybe something about needing to go #1, but when I awoke, I didn't need to.

Then there was this thing where my sister was showing me a conceptual chart she made. It revolved around the idea of "We Shame" or "Me Shame". I took this to mean that people are shamed into conformity with the "We" and it seemed very wise. I told her that T S must have started her Youtube channel with 0 viewers and somehow built it up from there, so my sister could, too! It was like a bubble graph or flow chart or mind map.

There were these "classes" going on. I was a part of one or the other. Some ladies from one wanted me to join theirs. They were trying to tell me I was in their class, and I was like, no I'm not. So I left the room or something.

I know I remembered barely 50%. It was a huge dream. Even as the dream went on, during my lucid parts I was concerned about how I would remember it all. Plug for my intention to practice dream recall within the dream state!

There were a bunch of parts with my sister. I remember she was showing me this map thing. The "dream screen" kept moving along the map. One part said "Latin America" but it had only sea above it, not North America. What looked like the East Coast of the U S had all these differently named and shaped states. it was all green or grey. It took me a little while to notice that it was a different map than the "official" world map.

My sister was poking me or pinching me in this really uncomfortable way. I asked her to stop and kind of moved. When I did that I had the feeling I had broken out of sleep paralysis, but I was in a dream. I had just woken up from a dream within that dream. That is what I think led into the false awakening below.

False Awakening: OCEAN US

I had a false awakening after the above dream. I had begun to think of how long that whole dream had been so long and I better remember it soon. Then I had my Panasonic land line in my bed. It was starting to make noise. I think some people weere talking in it and then I tried to turn it off. I think in this false awakening I was also adjusting my eye mask a lot. Then the phone had a menu with 3 options, all in all caps. Two, I forgot. The one I remember is "OCEAN US" or "OCEANS US". I selected that option and the phone started playing Pokemon theme music in the ring tone sound that the land line has. I tried a few times to shut it off, and couldn't. I got pre lucid in that I tried a finger palm test, but it didn't go through. I could clearly see my dream hands. Some dream light was beginning to filter in the dream window. But it didn't seem to be a dream, so I panicked more. I was laying on my right side just like I was in waking life.

Blinking

I "woke up" from that F A in my dream version of my physical bed, thinking, "Ah, man, I can't believe it got me again this time." I thought it would be crazy if it were another false awakening but seriously doubted it. But, I thought to myself, if it was another false awakening, it won't trick me this time!

Then I was standing by the corner of my bed in the corner of my room. I thought to myself, wait, I don't remember standing up... And I tried a little checking if it was a dream. Nothing really was clear so then I walked around to the end of my bed. Suddenly I flew to the wall accross from where I was and pressed against it.

Oh, wait a second, I thought, I am flying. Perhaps it is a dream after all. I still wasn't sure though. Maybe I was on the floor, but just not feeling my feet. Then, I landed on the floor, and that was when I knew I had been flying, so I knew it was a dream.

What should I do? What should I do? I thought to myself. By some miracle, the CLEAR technique came into my mind, from Llelwyn's guide, I think its called.

C, I thought, C. C means Calm Down my emotions. I don't remember what I actually did to calm my emotions but when I thought this, I guess I just got calmer.

L, L, What is L? I thought. Look around. Okay. (Switch to present tense.) I am looking around. I see some things dimly, like some shapes, of things in my room. I remembered that looking around didn't always help me. Sometimes it was destabilizing. So i got nervous. But then I started to blink. For some reason, blinking made things get more vivid and the dream felt more stable. I looked out my back window down and to the right, and saw this funny village of colorful amusement park types of buildings. With like rainbow clown hair and a funny face. I remember telling myself not to focus too hard on trying to form a memory of it, just keep blinking and looking around. I remember one white square building with a big red plus sign on it. I might have seen the sky.

Look Around was going well, so I moved onto "E". E, I thought, What is E? E is Engage the dream. I realized I had already been doing this by pressing on various walls. I continued to rub walls and they felt grainy like my physical room. I was feeling really good after having got over that initial hump of instability. I couldn't believe I was about to really make something of this false awakening L D.

(Whoops I lost track of present tense.) Then I went to my front wall and saw a mirror. I noticed my reflection and my hair but not sure how close it was. I saw a mural with some people on it. One person reminded me of me, and I tried pulling them out of the mural and into my room. It was kind of impulsive. The person slowly materialized into "3 dimensional" form and while they did this I went back to stabilizing the dream. I never made it to A or R though in the CLEAR technique. I got kind of side tracked by the person, interacted with them a bit, and woke up physically.

I was very excited though to have remembered the CLEAR technique and really worked it up to the point that I did.

Notes

I remembered the Blinking LD and the F A before it very well. However the dream before the False Awakening was so long that I wasn't able to remember it as clearly. But it was definitely an L D I am proud of. A culmination of my study and practice so far and a sign of progress.

As I was laying there recalling it, I almost thought I would get another dream! I drifted to sleep a little but still had as much recall as I did before falling asleep, the next time I awoke. I really wanted another dream after that, but the sun was up, and I couldn't sleep again.

I also want to note that I was able to recall 90% of what I recorded over night in my voice recorder, in the morning, without having to listen to the recording. I think it is because I am forming conscious memories more strongly at times. But still it helps to have a recording for that last 10-20% and in case I had a morning where I wasn't so fortunate. Plus I think the act of recording it also solidifies it in memory. Ironically recording it makes me remember it better such that I don't need the actual recording as much. haw haw.

Dreams from march eighth to ninth, yo!

I had lots more vivid dreams tonight. They were cool because there were some longer dreams, not just a bunch of cut scene type things. I don't know what exactly caused this improvement over the last two days, but I am happy about it.
Bus with M M and K F

In the first dream I remember, I was on a bus with M M and K F. There was something about M M kissing someone and K F sitting with me. I felt shy around K F. I always liked her. there was more to this dream but I forgot.

Pokemon Menu Too bright

I was with some people in my Nana's room. We had dream game boy D S's or 3 D S's and were playing them. It was a new Pokemon game. There was something about Pokemon Y Y or a pokemon with the letters Y Y in the middle of its name. Maybe it was in someone's signature in a message board.

I found one of the menus too bright so I hacked some settings to make it not too bright. However this made the game not function as well.

Job with M

This was a much longer dream. It had a lot of scenes and locations but felt like all one dream so here goes.

My memory of it begins with talking to my friend M early in the morning. There may have been stuff the previous day. There was something about a job that Dream M was starting. He said they had a job for me too. He was leaving early. It was 7ish and then it was 8:38 A M when I looked again. I was afraid that if I worked too early, I would have to blow off my writing. There was this part about how M or my Dad was saying how he only had 45 dollars left in the bank and so he was really lucky to get a job.

I decided to go with him to the job place. I thought if it was a long drive I could write while he drove, but I thought I would feel bad for ignoring him while I wrote.

Instead of a car trip there, it was like I was in front of my friend dream A M's house on the main road in my dream town. It was 3 stories tall. I don't think I was lucid but I flew up to where I was level with the top of the dream house, then back down. Something about trying not to make too much noise whenst I landed.

Dream M's new job was located at a dream gas station. There was dirt out front. Actually his house had been made into a gas station, which I imagined was not fun to live next door to. The whole drive way was all dirt.

Then it was like I was down this hill behind the dream gas station. I heard a woman talking who made me think of a woman from You Tube. She was saying how dreams are not stressful or something like that. I walked or glided up the dream hill. I remember the colors brown dirt and green grass and bushes. One path of dirt seemed to open up.

I got to the dream gas station ready to start my job. Dream M was there doing his job. I got to this counter top and there was a toilet underneath it. I peed in there. There was an orange container of dish soap on the counter. I expected something else.

There was a talk of some kind of Physics concept.

Inside the dream gas station, my friend Jo had 6 giant bags of laundry. He needed them all done. Because I was in a money making mood, I said I would clean all his laundry. But because it was so dirty from being left for so long, I would use a grabber. I could tell there was some fear of seeing his underwear in the laundry. But then he started pulling out his dream pajama pants and touching me with them. L O L.

Because I was in the mind set of making money, I decided to be patient with him and treat him like a customer. I thought this while looking at a bunch of framed photos on the counter and a little bowl of nuts and bolts and coins. I was thinking there were a dollars worth or so of coins in there, but even that was a lot to me. (I think this dream job stuff came because my friend M called me and mentioned some job suggestions.)

There was also something when I was flying up and then landed. I was in a circle with 2 other guys. One was a guy I knew from a nearby Pokemon tournament. I bumped into him when I flew back down. I was really excited to be flying, but he was hurt. Where we had collided, we both had these red wounds with a gash in the middle, and white puffy stuff coming out. It seemed pretty gross. He was really worried about his wound and was kind of in a daze at first. Then he ran downstairs to the basement. I was yelling to him that he should tell people I had bumped into him and then describe the wound that formed. I wasn't thinking much about my own wound though.

Then it transformed into this mall type of setting. There was a memorial for the guy who had gotten the wound. A big guy in a black shirt with a silver cross was standing near a square pillar, mourning. Lots of other people were standing all around. One family was bickering. I walked by my Nana and gave her a nod of knowingness. I felt weird for giving her such a small acknowledgement but I felt like I was on the inside of something top secret.

Then it morphed to where I was walking down this sidewalk in a neighborhood. I saw the bottom of a cell phone hanging off the edge of someones roof. I kind of worried that it would fall, but decided to leave it. I had something in mind about telekinesis. There could have been a lot more about it that I forgot. At least how I was doing telekinesis or what I did with it.

Something about how I was a big football player. I had a blender and was preparing some food. I had to whack the protein powder scooper on the sides of the blender to get all the dust off the scooper.

Notes

That was from the first time I woke up that night. Well, the second. The first time I woke up I might have remembered a dream but I kind of rotated my body. I woke up on my front and remembered to stay perfectly still the next time I woke up, so I could think through the dreams. I didn't need to go #1 too bad so I was able to stay still long enough to recover a lot of detail.

B R or L K?

I had a dream I really wish I remembered the beginning of. I moved as soon as I woke up and I think this dislodged it. The funny thing was I actually fell asleep while struggling to recall these. Then when I woke up, I was in sleep paralysis again, so I was able to remember more of them, plus another dream. Usually that happens the other way around!

It began with a woman, either B R and/or L K, and we just woke up. We were around a bed or rectangular table trying to remember dreams. I felt this part was such a good part of the dream but couldn't remember details. I certainly tried my best to remember them though.

We were at my Nana's. I saw my Uncle out on the back patio, talking, either to himself, praying, or on the phone. He may have been smoking but I couldn't tell.

I went out front and saw B R or L K. Maybe they were blended or something. I remember having a really great conversation with whoever it was. There was a lot to it but the details were mostly lost. I felt like she really liked me.

There was some kind of cut scene where I was with her out in the day time on this cement ramp thing. A younger kid and some other kids were walking up to us. I remembered the younger kid's face. L K or B R was with me. The kid asked me if I wanted something from last summer. I realized he was asking me if I wañted some kind of drug and I didn't want B R or L K to know about that. After that it seemed B R or L K left me. She seemed to dissappear. There were other guys walking down the ramp in that groop.

Then I was back at my Nana's. I was in some kind of class thing in the dining room. Then I remember my Uncle and another guy sitting together, making some joke. They were saying that I sucked, and laughing.

I wasn't too offended. I walked backwards down the stairs, making some kind of gesture.

When I got to the living room, I saw that B R and L K were sitting on the couches by the fire place with my sister and another female relative. I felt relieved. It gave me the sense they had been waiting for me, and they hadn't left me after all.

They walked towards the other part of the living room, closer to where you walk in. There was this big square table and I sat with the T V behind me. I was sitting on a series of stools that were breaking or caving in. One was my white kitchen stool thing. The other was this brown sewing table thing that I saw someone throwing out, only shorter. It seemed too short to reach the table.

I was telling everyone how I just took an important class. I was saying something about how I am going to sell fruit. I had a bunch of cut onions in front of me as well as other fruits and vegetables. Dream Aunt C brought me a Dream Pitcher of Dream Water and I thought this was silly. because she had filled the pitcher to the top but now how will I put the fruit or veggies in it to blend?

There was also a brown dog there.

Ups and Downs

I had this dream after falling back to sleep after the B R and L K dream. I had a good instinct to realize I had just fallen back asleep, and try to see what that dream was, before going back to the previous dream I hadn't yet recorded.

So in the dream I had relapsed on caffeine. I was going to talk with a counselor. Even though I had relapsed, I was trying to do 20 minutes of a T M style meditation in the mornings. I was showing him this graph with some sort of sinusoidal wave form thing. I was explaining how I had high levels of the wave form around the morning meditation time, and lower levels at other times. I was explaining to him how all this would even out. He just agreed with me about it.

Help in Store

I had another dream that I wasn't sure where it fit. Maybe it was in the same sleep phase of the "Ups and Downs" dream above. But I dreamed that I was in this grocery store or department store. I was asking a dream woman at a help kiosk for help with getting a dream A T M to work. The dream woman seemed to speak a different lañguage, like Spañish or Portuguese. I tried to say in Spañish that I don't speak much Spanish. She led me to another dream woman at a dream desk who spoke Eñglish.

Surreal Sequence

I had a surreal sequence of dreams or dream scenes. They all seemed like the same dream but maybe they were separate.

I was at the local Stop and Shop. I had a thing of dish detergent in the cart, but I called it deodorant. I said something out loud about getting more deodorant. Then I saw J A on line at a register and felt embarassed, because I wouldn't put dish detergent under my arms. I tried to explain to her how I meant to say detergent but couldn't think of the word. It was bright in the store.

In one scene, there was a little child who was crying for more chocolate. His older sister got mad and put her finger in his throat. He coughed up the chocolate. She was like, "Theres your chocolate!"

In another part I had my head by the wall and pressing into it. I was laying on the floor, perhaps hiding, under a table. Maybe I was trying to sleep and I didn't want anyone to find me.

There was a part with this stick figure or outline of a body made from twine.

There was a part with these three dogs near the Petco in G C. They were running by themselves along the sidewalk. one of them jumped up and bit a flag that was maybe 5 or 6 feet up from the ground. Another dog tried but could barely jump a foot. That dog looked sad.

There was a lot more to these dreams, but I forgot. I had the false awakening listed below, directly afterwards. After that false awakening, I moved immediately to check if my microphone was there, and that may have dislodged the dream.

Not Until I Dream journal!

I had a false awakening after the previous dream. In the F A I was in my bed but in my previous house. I had my voice recorder and microphone, even with the pop filter, but it wouldn't line up right. I turned it over and it seemed to work.

I even dreamed that I was laying in bed thinking through the dreams and then decided, I better not wait too long, and recorded them.

I noticed some light filtering in the room and was surprised morning had come already. I grabbed for my extra cloths to put over my eyes, to block the light, and it blocked it.

Then I heard some dream sounds from the dream hallway. My dream sister was talking about saturated fat on the phone with someone. I was surprised my dream door was open. I felt fear that my dream details would slip away, the actual ones I had just dreamed about. My dream sister was trying to get my attention.

It was 11:14 or 11:34 A M or so in dream time so it wasn't like she would know I had just woken up. But I was mad. I yelled at her to go away until I was done. She cried. I could hear her high pitched crying.

I woke up in my physical bed feeling really bad about this. It took me some time to realize I was in my bed at 15 Swoo and my sister was upstate, so it was just a dream. I think it shows me that I would be so mad at someone if they interrupted my dream recall.

Back over to You

I fell back asleep while recalling this and couldn't remember the beginning. It was a dream of a guy who had a lucid dream and did something weird that used all his lucid energy. Then there were some guys taking him away on a boat, and he couldn't get away because he had used all his lucid energy up. I wasn't lucid, as far as I know, but I was watching this. I remembered something with a block of wood or a boat rig but couldn't remember what it was he did. I know the dream clearly had something he did but the detail vanished. I could remember the guys faces on the boat who captured him so I thought I would get that detail but that was as far as it went.

The dream also showed him making a youtube video or pod cast about his dream. I think I was at a computer watching or listening to it. He kept saying, "Ok, back to you", as if he was taking turns talking but with himself. I was like, why is he doing that? Maybe listening back before he records more.

There was also a part I think had to do with this all, where I was staring into security cameras. There were 3 up in corners and I was looking into them. I wanted them to see and hear me. I forgot how it all went together, or if this was a separate dream.

Pokemon Display

This dream had something about how I was supposed to help at a Pokemon Symposium thing. There was some kind of Pokemon screen showing while a guy talked. It was showing this Pokemon sprite that rapidly flipped between Pokemon. His voice lined up with the Pokemon at times and I thought that was good timing. The buttons on the bottom of the screen had play, pause, fast forward, rewind and other media player types of options. But I couldn't get them to work. I had black gloves on and thought they were touch screen gloves but they weren't.

Notes

Very vivid and interesting dreams.

For these dreams I am writing some in present tense and I wrote some in past tense. It just depended on the complexity of the dream. Also Instead of just writing "Round 1 of dreams" "Round 2 of Dreams" etc, I am trying to title each thing that I thought of as a separate dream. Sometimes it is harder for me to tell where to draw the line between what is a separate dream or what is just a dream with multiple events in it.

Fighting with new Room Mate

I was living in my current room at 15 Swoo. A husband and wife had moved in. The husband was living accross the hall from me, but the wife actually moved into my room. It had to do with the wife being a really busy community involved person and never home anyway.

One day it was mid afternoon and I was in my bedroom. The woman tried to come into the room. I did not want her to come in at that time. I held the door shut, only letting it crack open a few inches, fighting to close it. I needed my privacy until I was done, but the woman was insistent on getting in. I was afraid she was going to go tell on me and I would get in trouble.

There were lots of little episodes with this woman during this dream. Another one I remembered clearly was that she was telling me I shouldn't sleep so late. I had slept in until 9. She was telling me I should use an alarm clock. I was telling her how I need the rest and it isn't her business any way. But the fact that she was trying to give me advice or whatever didn't get under my skin too much. I could see it was her own problem. She just couldn't focus on herself. I wanted to call my friend M and share about how I succeeded in not taking her comments personally, even though she directed them at me.

Dream Recall Dream

I had some dreams at some point about dream recall itself. More like conceptual dreams I think. It was something that needed to be recalled a certain way. As I clicked back through it on a computer, my computer slowed down, and I was seeing it all slower. I was wishing I had done it earlier. This part I don't remember well.

Notes

With my first sleep cycle, I actually woke up before I needed the bathroom, and thought through the dreams. I usually wake up after those first few hours of sleep, like, "Huh?" Pretty disoriented. But then it all comes to me. I actually fell back asleep thinking through them. "I will just stay still and think through them a little more, a little more..." And then I wake up however long later with more dreams. Oopsy!

Yelling at Smokers

I was at the local arborteum and on a trail up ahead I saw a guy smoking a cigarette. I yelled at him for polluting the trail and ruining the fresh air, and walked the other way. I think some people ganged up on me or we all fought some more. There was a lot more to this dream but I couldn't remember.

Guy Jumps

I had this one eventful dream that I could only remember vaguely upon awakening. It was farther back. But a man was in a relationship with a woman. He felt bad about it and so he climbed up to somewhere high up, like a wide chimney, and jumped down, and died. Then the dream showed the woman feeling kind of lost, maybe lost at sea. I couldn't remember much else in detail but I sensed there was a lot to this one.

Xerneas and Lugia Deck

I was in this college class room type of lecture hall. I got a free box of pre workout supplements. They contained caffeine though, so I was going to give them away. Then I looked and everyone had packs of Pokemon cards in these wire paper trays. My box had turned into a starter box of Pokemon cards, too.

One kid asked me if I would trade cards in my set for packs of his. I was thinking that I want to keep them because I could sell the cards, but maybe I could trade for more valuable cards.

Then I was playing a game with someone. I had a different deck at first that I forgot. But then I had Xerneas and Lugia in my deck. One Pokemon's move was titled Lugia, but it wasn't a Lugia card. They had interesting graphics that I can't remember clearly.

I was battling someone with my Xerneas and Lugia deck, a deck I actually built in waking life and had some fun with. I hadn't put out a Pokemon but I was just putting damage counters with the numbers 10 in orange or 30 in green where the Pokemon would go, as a form of preparation. My friend already had a few energy cards down. I think I explained why I was doing this.

Need Oil

I was at the local grocery store and my friend George was the cashier. I was trying to return some books. One was a personal book that had lots of highlighting in it and white dust. There was another personal text book too, and some others. I couldn't remember much of this clearly but there was a lot more to it. Apparently I worked at the grocery store in this dream, too.

Then I was walking up a hill, thinking I need more energy cards for my deck. This was related to the Xerneas and Lugia dream above which is why I think that that dream happened in the middle of the local food store dreams. But, I wrote it this way because it seemed clearer to me. But I was walking up the hill near the local library and local woods, thinking about adding energy cards to my deck. I would have to buy them on line somewhere. But I figured I already had 24 and that seemed like a lot.

Then I saw my friend Ryan and his girlfriend at the top of the hill. They were asking me for a ride somewhere. I had to shower and change my clothes since I had just worked at the food store. There was a shower at the food store I was going to use.
Some more stuff happened that I forgot.

Then I was in the back corner of the food store with my sister. I knew the managers and other workers there. My sister wanted Olive Oil but felt bad asking for it. I told her I had plenty of coconut oil. But the manager came back after just getting off break. In this dream everyone took a break every hour or so. So when the manager came out of the back of the store, from his break, I asked him if anyone could get oil, where they would get it. I phrased it in a way that didn't reveal it was my sister who wanted the oil, so she wouldn't feel bad. But I thought it seemed obvious that I was doing that.

Then the manager realized it was for my sister somehow and started rubbing her head, saying like, "Aww, its okay that you want olive oil." I thought this was kind of weird or inappropriate of him.

My sister and I were walking out of the store toward my Dad's car. My sister went to the window of the manager's car to talk to him. I went to my Dad's car. My Dad was kind of mad that the manager was hitting on my sister or something. I forgot the rest.

Lucid Dream Count

I had a dream I was walking around this neighborhood with big houses in the day light. I was thinking about my L D count and that it was only 25 or 26. I had estimated it was much higher but in the dream it came to me that it was lower than I had estimated. I was thinking of someone who had 55 L D's and how that seemed like a lot more to me now than it did when I assumed I had over 100.

I think I actually do have over 100 L D's but I didn't keep a formal count from the beginning. I have a plan to go back through all my dream journals from the beginning and get a count together, but going back through them all isn't as easy as it sounds.

Black Jump Suit?

I remembered one dream of something in a black jump suit, but nothing more about it.

Surf!

Some dream detail about playing a Pokemon R P G game. The Pokemon could use the H M for Surf.
Zelda type of game

I am seeing a Zelda type of video game from above. It is like 16 bit graphics. I bring my character to the "tile" next to this red villain guy. I feel pretty confident that I can defeat him from this "tile". But I am unable to really attack or defend myself. He puts a big red blade through the body of my character, who is like grey or beige in color. The red blade pokes out the other side. My character slumps to the ground. I can feel that my character is totally dead.

Video Game Raft

In this scene I was floating on a raft. Someone else was saying how I wasn't doing it good enough or something. I couldn't remember any more about it. I saw it from a top down view at times.

Red Melon

I am at my desk in my room. I have an orange shake in a cup with a hole in the bottom. I am blending it with an egg beater somehow. There is a bunch of cut dark red orange melon next to it that I am adding in. It is the size of half a large cantaloupe. As I add the dark red orange melon, it doesn't seem to add any volume to the orange shake.

Vitamin Burst

I am standing over my bed, looking into my tupperware of vitamins. There are small circular vitamins. The thought comes to me that they are dessicated liver. I realize that dessicated liver must not be vegetarian or vegan so I decide I will finish this bunch of them and just not buy more. I can see my fish oil capsules, yellowish, and my multivitamins, orange ish. On the bottom there is yellow oil and it looks like a fish oil capsule has exploded. I start to worry that I will have to throw away all the vitamins now.

M's Life Insurance

This one had to do with a big hole in the ground some how. And walking near the smaller dawn red wood at the local arboretum.

My friend M thought me might die soon so he asked for my bank information so that his life insurance policy could be transmitted to my account. It was for 65 thousand dollars. He wanted me to give some to his girlfriend.

After I gave him some information from my Debit Card, I worried that he had my bank information now. But I thought that it was only enough information to deposit money, not enough to withdraw money.

Childhood Photo

I am looking at a T V screen or computer monitor. On the monitor is a picture of me as a child and my sister as a child. Perhaps she is 4 and I am 8. She is wearing a shirt with pink and blue designs. It looks like we are both wearing my Mom's home made shirts. I am using my phone to try to take a snap shot of this photo and it is very clear, especially for a photo of a screen.

Suddenly I transition to where I am in the scene of the photograph. It is in the 15 Swoo Kitchen now. My Mom walks in the back door and looks heavier or older. My Sister turns into her friend Christine. My Mom is holding a tiny, tiny baby that might be my sister. But I notice that I am 8 so my sister couldn't have just been born. I am seeing it from a third person perspective.

Someone is wearing some kind of cow costume with fuzzy fabric spots on it. Either black spots on white fabric or something with beige, maybe both. A hand is touching the soft spots on the fabric.

Notes

I had some other details like something with my Aunt B or Aunt C at some point but not sure where those fit. These dreams were pretty easy to type up today. It seemed like less dreams than usual and I wonder what is up sometimes. It seems I haven't been dreaming as intensely in the last week or two as I ever had.

March sixth to seventh 2018 Dreams.

Tonight I actually slept like 6 hours before I woke up and recorded any dreams which is different. Usually I wake up within 3 to 4 hours of going to sleep. So I seem to have had less dream activity than usual.

Beach

In one I remember seeing this motorcycle guy from behind on the way to the beach. He was on his motorcycle and I was seeing his black jacket with some logo on it. There was more about the beach too but I totally forgot it all.

Childrens Rankings

There was another part with something about children who were ranked differently. One of the children was in the "Third Reich" and I was offended by this due to the historical use of that term. But then I realized it had nothing to do with any of the World War Two stuff, it just meant he was ranked third among his siblings. This was also when my sister and her friend needed a shower.

Vague Fragment

In another part it was early in the morning. I was with my friend R A. We went out a window at one point. There was somewhere we had to go. I only remember this vaguely but I think it was eventful. Something about raw chicken or cooking and eating chicken.

UFO Cover-Up

I only remember this dream vaguely. My friend's Dad (J S) was there. Some kind of U F O thing had landed out by the water or something like that. I was looking into it but my friend's Dad was saying we shouldn't be looking into it. I wish I remembered more of this.

Aunt's House

I had this one dream scene by the back sliding door of my Aunt B's house. On her dinner table that's there was one of my black shelves, upside down. I was scraping a toy against one of the ridges and putting it in one of the square support beam things. My sister's friend showed up. I couldn't remember exactly what was going on besides that.

Unintentional Diss

There was this part where I was at this desk, watching something. I remember hearing something about a basketball game. The basketball player wanted to have no regrets. But I was thinking that the regrets might be important. Kind of like my physical desk, I had clothes and electronics all scattered about. I think I had my dividers up. I was gathering them all bunched up in my arms.

I got up to sit at a table with my food. I hadn't heard one of my friends try to get my attention, maybe S D or D W. They were upset that I seemed to ignore them. I tried to explain that my headset had malfunctioned, or wasn't plugged in, but they were still like, "Hmph." So they went and sat at a further table. I felt bad about it even though it was just a technological issue.

Then I sat with a group of friends who was watching the Simpsons. I was playing the same exact thing that was playing on the T V on my lap top next to me, wearing a head set. I wondered why I didn't just use the T V except that so many people were watching, it might make noise or they might block the T V. I was eating some food. Maybe some kind of fried food. I was seeing if anyone further back in the crowd wanted to use my monitor since I had a seat in the first or second row. My friend Jon was dismissive of me in some way.

Action Figures, Legos and a Profound Quote

These seem disconnected or like they should be different dreams but they felt like the same dream somehow. First I was at this support group meeting. I had a yellow piece of paper in front of me. I am not sure if I was speaking. I think I was waiting to speak. I think E R was there and maybe other girls from high school. On my paper I had what I thought was a very profound quote about staying sober. Kind of like an approach to staying sober that was very original and wise. When i woke up, I couldn't remember what it was.

Then I was at a table somewhere playing with Optimus Primal and Megatron beast wars toys. There were other beast wars toys on the table, too. I had this single peg red circular legos that were kind of a clear kind of red. I was putting them on the little ear things of each robot's helmet. I wondered if I should give Optimus Primal and the Maximals an advantage by giving them more red legos. But I gave Megatron an equal number of legos on his head as Optimus. they both got two. Then I thought I had done the wrong move when Megatron revealed some grey shoulder missles and fired them at Optimus. They looked like Silverbolt's missles from the action figure. Also I don't think Beast Wars Megatron had shoulder cannons.

Potty Dream

In this dream I had got up to use the bathroom. The bathroom was up a short set of stairs and my bedroom was the only room beyond it. I think in the dream I was standing there, about to pee, when I sensed my Dad was about to need the bathroom. So I stopped myself from peeing and went and waited by the railing of the stair case while he used the bathroom. There was something about my Dad looking in the mirror. There was a white towel. I don't remember it very clearly.

Removing the Seeds of Violence.

I am walking around in the woods at the bottom of a hill. My mind feels very clear in this dream, but I am not lucid. I am imagining this gun which could have a little slider on the side to specify how far away the target is. So my idea is that I will walk around with a tape measurer, whip it at my target, get the distance, and then shoot the gun, all instantaneously. L O L. I am imagining practicing this on trees and perhaps hunting. I catch myself thinking about this harmful idea and the thought comes to me that it is a chance to remove these seeds of violence from within myself. I actually feel fear that I could become a harmful person if I entertain these thoughts. So I do this thing where I just set an intention to remove the seeds of violence from within myself. I have a sense that someone is coming or I am supposed to walk up this hill and to the left.

Fragment

I dreamed something about a fish rolling around in a bed of coins. Surrounding colors grey sidewalk and green lawns or trees.

Apples at Nana's table

I was sitting at my Nana's kitchen table with my sister. She was at the head of the table and I was to her left. We had a pile of apples. They all had produce stickers on them that seemed weird. My sister opened one apple up and it looked too bruisy on the inside. It looked like she had made bite marks going all the way around it in a half circle of bite marks. There were brown spots. She rejected the apple because it was too bruised. It actually didn't look that bad compared to some really bad apples I have got.

Inner Child Hero

There was this reporter type of guy on the couch at 15 Swoo. He was saying how he met his inner child and either he, became his inner child's hero, or his inner child, became his hero. I forgot which. Then there was something with some kind of beverage as a treat. More to it but Very vague recall.

Family Guy Clip Thing

There was this Family Guy Ad. At first I saw Peter Griffin's head, but his hair was very long and pulled down around his head, into the shape of a coffee cup. That was like a brown layer of the screen. Peter Griffin was saying something but I couldn't remember what. It was probably funny.

Then there was this light blue layer to the screen beneath that, with some thumb nail icons. Each had various languages written on it. The one for Canada had some Japanese type of lettering on it. I thought it was going to be a parody of Canada. But it didn't sound Canadian when it played. It went back up to the Peter Griffin part.

Yellow Sac Spider

I am walking into this trailer or school bus type of thing with a loose celery stalk type of plant. (At first, I thought the plant was poison ivy, so I was afraid to touch it. But then I just wanted to re plant it.) I am aiming to plant it in a bucket of dirt and walk back out. My stuff is on either side of the trailer bus thing. It is like a school bus because it has that black slatted rubber walk way part. But it is like a trailer because instead of bus seats, it has more of a home layout, but with lots of stuff crowding it on both sides. Until the only place to walk is the black walk way part, maybe a foot wide.

Still carrying the plant, hoping to plant it, I see a spider. It is one of those yellow sac spiders that we have around here. Its webs are around. It seems like it is going to get on me. I start to feel fear.

I turn around to leave the trailer thingy. Turns out the spider is walking up a web toward the front of the trailer, the same direction I am going to walk out. There is also another yellow sac spider up to my left. I am really getting freaked out. I run out the front of the trailer, ducking under a web that is at face level. I can feel this creepy crawly fear in my body now.

As I was going through all that, I was also thinking that I want a written as well as auditory record of all my dreams. It was kind of a tape of thoughts playing in my mind as I went through this trailer thing. Maybe it was kind of a green house.


Big Bath

There was one dream of a giant bath. Not super giant but like 6 by 6 by 5 or even 8 by 8 by 5. I was adding some warm water to it for a woman who was there. I also swam in the water a little.

Uncle R

In another part, I remember seeing my Uncle R sitting with two other people. The context was that he had moved into our house. And we were living at the last house I lived in. I didn't want him to live there. Maybe it had to do with him smoking. I remember seeing his face pretty clearly. I was sitting on one of the chairs in the living room.

Driving down back rounds

I was driving on some local back rounds around L V. I couldn't remember exactly the roads but it reminded me of when I would drive to my driver's exam. Maybe something about a pack of Pokemon cards. The roads were very black.

Nearby Road

My last dream of the night was of me walking on this near by road. Just a little history, I got in a big argument with some people on this road one day and its never been resolved. They are obviously in the wrong or else I would have just made amends.

So first I saw the back of a cigarette box on the ground. It was black. Then I looked up and saw the guy's yard which is on the corner of a side road and a busier road. He usually has one of those little windmill things there but I am not sure if I saw it in the dream. Then I looked and his garage was open. I was looking into it as I stood there. I think it looked kind of empty or spacious. I was kind of expecting a fight to start. Then this black S U V pulled up behind me. I started walking away fast to get away. I heard a honk that had a very physical quality to it and woke up. I am not sure if the honk was something that got into my dream from waking life, such as neighbors, or if the dream itself generated it. I wear ear plugs over night so it isn't that likely I heard a honk from a physical car unless it was right outside my window.

Notes

I think my dreams know how much dream activity to give me based on what is coming up the next day. Even if I am not consciously aware of all that will come up the next day. I had a big day of waking life today that I wasn't expecting and barely got all my voice notes transcribed by days end.

Video. (8:46)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_o0wqKfuRBs


Mix of fragments.

There was some kind of competition where I was flying around. There was something about how the judge didn't really like my performance because I didn't have much regard for the audience. I stopped to look at my phone during it. This had one of those underground rock concert types of feels to it that recurs in my dreams, but I never remember clearly. I filled out a form after my competition that said I thought my performance was the best.

The judge was a woman. She was talking about how when she looks at a menu on her phone, it lights up too bright. Then, it becomes unhealthy to have to scroll through the menu for too long, as it is hard on her eyes.

In the room with the competition, I was with another guy, who had been on my team for the performance, or something. This advertisement for a product that burned stomach fat was showing to our left on some kind of hologram screen. It showed a person's stomach with red energy moving through it and eliminating stomach fat. I was very skeptical of this "localized fat burning" concept. However, before I told him my opinion of it, I asked him what he thought of it. He might have been hopeful about it, and I didn't want to crush his hopes. I told him I had already formed my own opinion but I want to know his, so I don't take away his hope. That was nice of me!

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I think I fell back asleep thinking of some dreams at some point. I had rolled onto my front with my right arm in a really bad position, and had to move immediately when I wake up. I always worry that this dislodged some of the dream. My mind also kept thinking about intactivism when I was trying to remember my dreams. Intactivism is an important subject to me but I can think of that any time. Where as after a dream, I need total focus on remembering the dream.

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There was another part with a rapper. The rapper's father was talking about how he had to go to something like 3 to 4 to 8 surgeries in the last 8 months. So the idea was that everyone struggles, even those who seem to have it all.

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There was something about a girl and trying to get high. I think there was some type of excitement with a group of people.

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It also took me a moment to even think of any dreams I had. But recalling first round of dreams has gotten different lately in that the dream memories will come to my mind more slowly over the 15 minutes or so after I go to the bathroom and lay back down. instead of more all at once like the other dreams. I still only recall first round of dreams vaguely for the most part, but it seems I always recover at least some memories more consistently now.

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I had another dream in this part where J G L came to mind. He was an actor in the dream. I couldn't remember any more.

Smoking Indoors?! / Sharing my Note Pad

I woke up from these dreams and it took what seemed like a while to think of anything. Then, the last thing I heard came to mind, which was Robert Monroe's voice saying, "Many people have seen me in their dreams, and asked me, who are you?" Something like that.

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My earliest memory of this dream was of a lucid dreaming You Tuber making a video title. It had a blue rabbit, then a green ghost thing with smoke. It was about how he didn't dream last night.

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Later on I was in a field playing some sport with my Uncle who I always fight with, and his friends. The sport involved kicking a golden ball thing around a field. My Uncle got up close to me and there was some conflict. My Uncle's friend said something like, "Strawberries aren't allowed." There were images of big strawberries up on a near by shelf. The location was kind of like my Nana's front yard. I tried to visualize more about this to pull up more detail but couldn't. When that didn't work, I tried to re feel the emotion I was feeling during that scene, which was that I was trying to run away. But I felt like they would run me down and catch me. Fear, anger, being chased. It didn't bring up any more details though. I also felt very outmatched in the sport, and right when I got the ball, my Uncle came right up next to me and took it again. Also my Uncle and the older men were smoking which I was at odds with.

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There was this other part where my friend Josh was saying he had just had relations with a woman. He was going to tell myself and another one of our friends who was there all about it. I was getting my phone to record him for a You Tube video, because it was a big deal. There was something on my phone I can't remember clearly. Like an app with a white kind of back ground that came up.

Then it became this marriage counseling place. I had a laugh here. I was filling out this questionnaire and the question I was on asked how many times I had been married. I opened the drop down menu and selected something crazy like 27 or 30. I thought this was funny because it would be crazy to be married, divorced and remarried 27 to 30 times in one life span.

As I filled that form out, having a laugh, a kid came in and asked one of the woman at a desk for her help. She said she was busy with clients and could not help him. I felt bad to see the kid neglected due to the adults workaholism. Maybe it is a quick hint not to neglect my own inner child due to workaholism.

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Later I was in front of the local grocery store. I was thinking about this insomnia treatment I got (dream context) that helped me sleep. So now I didn't need to try to have good sleep hygeine because I could always go in to get this "fix". Then, as I walked by the front windows of the store, I was thinking about how it would be cool if I could work multiple jobs and never feel tired. Something about how this would help my relationship with a woman.

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In the context of this dream I was working at the local grocery store. My friend S R was also working there. I think I had some trouble working there and might have had to leave. But I came back. I was buying something from the register on the far right. Then I saw a guy who had checked out his groceries with me earlier but this time he didn't have apples. So I brought him apples or asked him why he skipped apples this time. I explained to him that I am not obsessive or anything, my mind just remembers things well.

Then while checking out at the fourth register, the woman ahead of me was buying her cigarettes. It was Mimi, and another woman. I was saying, "Don't buy cigarettes!" Mimi was lighting the cigarette right in the store, to take a quick puff indoors. I sort of stared for a moment before realizing what was happening. Of course, I did not actually smell smoke. In waking life, the smoke travels so fast, but in dreams, I can see a huge cloud of smoke but smell nothing. This could be a dream indicator in the future. But in this dream, the smoke was freaking me out!

I yelled at her and then ran to the back of the store. I saw a heavy set brown haired woman who kind of looked like my Aunt. Her name was Patti. She was saying how she smokes in doors too or something. I remember touching her back.

So then I was panicking as these people smoked indoors. Just then an african american guy came up to my side and started to tell me about a law that enabled people to smoke in doors if the building or room was big enough. They only couldn't smoke if the building or room was too small. He said how he had to be selective which buildings he went in, to avoid the ones that could contain smoke. Or else he would start to panic. We went into some kind of office or something. It was like he came to my rescue. It has helped in my dreams when other people in the dream agree that smoking is a nuisance.

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Then I was really mad and just sitting along the side of a hall way, leaning against the wall. Some how the grocery store had transitioned into a new type of building. Some times locations morph in dreams.

A man walked by who needed paper. He had a spiral bound note pad with paper he had written on one side of. I clearly saw the blue lines accross the page, and his writing in pencil. I had three different sized note pads. I had drawn on the front of every sheet of paper, but the backs were not drawn on. I pointed out that on top of a nearby vending machine, there were stacks of paper that might work for him. They seemed to be some kind of building plans. he said he looked there already. I guess those pieces of paper were all used, but some big construction paper sheets looked fresh to me. I was looking through to see which pages I could give him. I wasn't willing to part with most of them, but the ones in the back seemed like I could do without them. I tried to draw what I saw on them in waking life.

One page had this pencil drawing of Mew Two. It said the phrase "Mewtwo Continuum" at the top.

Two other pages had this circle with the letters "W" and "R" in it in black writing. It stood for "waking reality" and I guess depicted different zones of consciousness. The circle was going around an orbit. On one page it was red orange and on the other page, aqua. I had a sense that I had taken these notes earlier in the dream.

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Whatever else happened at the end, the last thing I remember hearing as I woke up was Robert Monroe saying something like, "Many people have seen me in their dreams and asked me who I am." I had the feeling something very cosmic happened at the end of my dreams this time but couldn't remember specifically.

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As I said, I almost thought I was going to draw a total blank on these dreams. It really scared me. They came back to my mind in a really delayed fashion. I am glad I didn't give up on them. I just kept thinking, "Come on, I had to have dreamed. What was it?" And aiming to reach the place in my mind that had the memories, staying perfectly still.

Living near a dock?

I definitely forgot some parts earlier on in this. I was doing something on a computer that was interesting. Something with the word "Trialed" As in "T R I L D" or a new L D technique. Then a heavier brown haired woman behind me was shaking her hair around, saying her hair didn't go down past her neck or chin. I turned around and said I thought she was doing a dance. Not that I was making fun of her.

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Then I had walked from a new home we had just moved to (in the dream context) and got to where the local creek is. I walked there and then realized there was no walk way back. I remember having passed under this bridge. I could hear some people in their boats, boating around very boatingly. I was thinking of how noisy the creek is and how it wouldn't be a peaceful place to live. I saw a bunch of sky blue out house things where the houses actually are if you look back up hill from the creek. The walk way vanishing and leaving me stranded on this dock thing was surprising enough for me to think I might be dreaming.

I tried a finger palm test. I am not sure what the result of it was, but I knew I was dreaming. My vision was fading in and out a lot, like the dream was trying to end. I tried to keep the dream going somehow. But I was pretty worked up. This tall white padded wall was behind me. To the left of that was this tall bridge that was black underneath. Cars were going fast on it and very noisily so. I didn't try looking out on the creek. I thought of just jumping in the water, but I was too scared. This big fish came up on the left side of the dock but the vision in the dream was very dim.

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I felt my body in my physical bed then but it was weird. because I was seeing this dream flash of a tan door and a golden yellow circular door knob. this seemed unusual to me because it would be too dark to see that right now. Also, I sleep with a blind fold, so I shouldn't be able to see anything. But I actually opened my physical eyes and could still see it, as if a hole was in my blind fold. (Later, I checked its position, and it had been fully covering my eyes. ) This was interesting just because of seeing something of a dream with my physical eyes open. This caused me to wake up fully though. As I woke up, I heard a voice say, "Curiosity killed the cat!" as if to say I shouldn't have opened my physical eyes, or I could have dreamed more.

*Later, I realized that my waking life door knob is a handle, not a door knob, but the same color as in the dream. This is good to notice these differences since often I dream of my physical room but when i wake up I realize there were slight or major differences I didn't notice from how it is in waking life.

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I think I botched the recall of these by moving to flick the voice recorder on too soon. I think if I had stayed still, I could have remembered further back. But I did it too soon because I was afraid I would forget it if I waited too long to record. So there is that fine line for me when moving too soon to record will dislodge parts of the dream before I can think them through. Where as waiting too long can lead to me falling back asleep and losing much more. Gotta find that sweet spot in those times and it is okay to not do it perfectly every time.

Trapped in a room, scared!

I forgot earlier parts of this dream. My memory starts with me in a library. I was looking at a book shelf. I was looking at this book on the shelf about dogs. It was a childrens book with a Lavender cover. There was another of the same book to its right, but wider, as if part had been cut off the one I had returned. There was a hand written note saying my name, and "Come talk to me please, from, Michael" who i guess was a librarian.

I went up to the librarians and tried to ask them about the book. Then the desk reminded me of the dock in the previous dream and I realized I might be dreaming again. That was kind of a unique lucidity trigger. I tried a finger palm test. Again, I don't clearly remember it going through, but I knew I was dreaming. I tried to talk to the librarians about something, or ask them to help me stabilize the dream. But then I flew over their desk. Then I flew really far to the right side of the library. I forgot the rest of that part of the L D but I lost stability and "Woke up" in another L D.

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As the next dream began, I was opening and closing my eyes. I saw that the kitchen at my parents old house was appearing before me, and I knew it was a dream. I kept trying to check my hands anyway, for stability mainly. I kept losing my vision, but then I would use a lot of mental will power to make the dream reappear again.

the palms of my hands had tiny hands growing in each of them. I had never seen that before. At one point I saw this flash of these ghosts shaped like dog heads kind of fly by, maybe making some noise, which was kind of scary. Then I was back to walking through the house, checking my hands, and trying to get to the front door for some reason. No real dream goals came to mind, I was just responding to what was around me.

Then I found myself in the living room of that house. I saw the red couch my parents had long ago, some windows, and some other stuff. A table in the middle. Stuff all around the walls of the room. And I noticed the doors had dissappeared so it was all closed off. I think some claustraphobia set in. I walked toward the remaining hall way but a wall magically appeared to seal the room off almost completely. There were still some windows but for some reason I didn't try going out them.

I thought I might still be able to go out the windows or phase out through a wall but I didn't try. Fear started to get the best of me. then this battle music from a video game, like Pokemon battle music I think, came on pretty loud. I thought that someone or something was coming to attack me. I oscillated between feeling like I could handle it and then feeling overwhelmed with fear. I contemplated choosing to wake myself up, but decided to stay in the dream as long as I could.

Then I felt myself pinned to a couch in that room. My fear got up to a new level as I couldn't move. I woke up at that point in my physical bed, with an image of a scary golbin sort of face in my mind, with long jagged teeth, and thought the dream through before moving, and that was a run on sentence. :-)

Although I was scared, this wasn't over the top nightmarish to me. It was kind of creepier than my usual dreams but I wouldn't count it as a lucid nightmare. I was feeling some fear but not night mare level.

Recon-SILLY-Ation with my sister!

I considered this dream a BONUS because I almost didn't fall back to sleep.

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I remember there were more dreams earlier but not what they were. One I remembered was seeing a little green grasshopper.

Then more stuff happened I forgot.

Then there was this part where I was trying to go into the Evolution fitness in the next town over. The lights were on bright. It was late, between 9 and 10 P M. The guy at the desk was saying that I can't work out unless I have a membership. Some how that didn't make sense, as if the gym is open to the public except for certain hours. My friend Steve walked out of the gym and said something to me as he was leaving. I remember the guy at the desk was the guy who worked in my local gym before it closed. I vaguely remembered something with a squat rack.

Then I think there were more parts I forgot.

Then the big lucid dream happened. I was at a desk in the room I lived in at my Nana's as a kid. I was doing something at a computer. There was some food up the desk and to my right I reached for at one point, wondering why I put it so far away.

I was hearing this song by a well known rapper. It was a "diss song" directed towards another well known rapper, or a few. The lyrics were very clunky and it sounded like a really un skillful free style. It seemed like he was dissing the people more just for something to say, instead of really meaning to say that message. As I listened to the words, I was doing something on the computer, or drawing. I forgot what though. Also I remember a kid there, maybe a tan kid or Hispanic. Not much about it though.

Then there was a distinct line of the song I was trying to remember. I actually dreamed that I woke up and clicked the button for my voice recorder and said it. It felt just like waking life. It is amazing how fast my dreams adapt to new habits.

So then I "woke up" into the room at my Nana's again, now looking at this black and grey male manican. "He" was wearing a blue shirt and plaid boxers on his head, and I forgot what kinds of pants, maybe brown. I was still repeating the lyric over and over to myself that I wanted to remember. Then this manican started to say something louder that took away my focus. [COLOR="#00FF00"][b]I realized this was a dream sort spontaneously. At first I thought the manican and I were going to fight, so I prepared to defend myself. We were kind of swinging our arms at each other but not touching. Then the manican turned away.

It occurred to me to ask him who he was. (That is pretty good lucidity for me. ) The manican actually became my sister. (Now the reason I titled the dream Recon-SILLY-Ation was that in my dreams in the past month or two, my sister has been trying to kill me! Something happened 1 or 2 months ago and now she has not been talking to me. So this dream was kind of nice. ) She was laughing and giggling a lot, kind of as if laughing at me. She sat on the edge of a full size bed in there, which I guess was hers, and said that we should put a video about this dream on You Tube. And that the title should have Capital Letters On All The Words and Include Feelings Words. It was really silly. She was kind of saying it to make fun of me because of how I want to tell the world about every dream.

Then she went to the head of the bed and poured this clear slimy liquid where the pillow would go. She put her entire head in the puddle of liquid and laughed more. It was a joke about drooling a lot. L O L. I was asking her something like, "Are we cool?" But she didn't respond in a direct way.

She was still laughing a lot, and it seemed to be laughing at me this time. I went to look in the mirror to see what it was, because who knows, maybe I had a funny dream face. I looked in the mirror, and I only had one nostril, and a big round face. My brown hat was on, poking up like a cone. Wait, I thought, did I just have only one nostril? And I looked again, and there were two. This time I saw how big and round my face was, and my nose was really flat. Also my teeth were pointier and had more spaces.

I forgot exactly how it ended. I think I turned around to face my sister again and then felt myself lose stability. I must have tried to rub my hands, and then everything faded out.

I think this dream ended with this flash of that fuzzy grainy grey black and white T V channel screen thing from the olden days. Either this dream or the last. That's the second time I have noticed a dream end that way.

Notes.

These dreams tonight were definitely cool ones. The last dream really pulled it all together and gave the night of dreams a lot of meaning. As I typed them up and listened to my voice recordings of them, I also made some hand drawings which captures some of the visual memory from the dreams. It worked out pretty nicely this morning and I felt fairly focused and productive.

Round 1 of Dreams (Mixed Fragments).

There was this part where I was going to join a group of people. They were excluding me and I was fighting them. T H and K S, not getting along, sending an e mail.

Some dream detail about being in the sky. Swimming into the sky and spinning?

There was a part where I was working for G A and I had to call someone. I called the actor who plays J L on a show and talked to them. Something about my Dad's new phone or new job.

Guitar thing. I was trying to buy this guitar. It was a different kind of guitar, with this pickup kind of thing on the bottom of the fret board. Like this small black rectangle with extra frets. Something about someone from one of the Asian countries.

License part. I was trying to buy something from this guy, but he said my license was no good. It had some red mark on it it doesn't usually have. It made me ineligible to buy certain things. I was at the checkout register. I was supposed to get together this packet of songs I wanted to learn. It was like they went beyond standard license checks. The guy at the register was an older guy.

Guy putting plastic on his floor. Someone in my fraternity house was lining his floor with plastic in case anyone made a mess in there by partying. They had just added a new wooden floor. They were afraid people would get in because their door knob was missing. It was like a plastic drop cloth thing but ripped at the edges.

Dangerous Dog.

I was at the back door of my Nana's kitchen. There had been this dog in the back yard who was trying to get in. We had all run inside because it was a dangerous dog. Some of my friends from college were there. I opened the door so the dog could climb into this cage thing, but when the dog got part way in, it was blocked by a barricade of other items I had put there. However, there were some clear gaps in the barricade. The dog thing was talking to me. I heard my friend D F say something about someone giving him money so he could pay a debt.

We all drove somewhere with the dog. It was a white and grey dog. It looked sad in the cage. On the way there, we were all talking in the car. My friend in the drivers seat was about to smoke a cigar and I was freaking out. I hurried up out of the car.

I asked my friend A R to carry the other side of the dog cage and run with me to somewhere we could drop it off. I told him it will only take 30 minutes. We were going to some kind of concert or music event, so we didn't want to lose much time. However, I didn't really think we would take only 30 minutes.

When we got there, I expected that some drunk college kids would play with the dog from outside the cage and get bit. I imagined a really drunk girl doing this and thought maybe we shouldn't leave it there.

We had given the dog a bone in chicken breast and when I looked again, it had totally cleaned it down to the bones.

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I saw E L and C N. E L was wearing a big hoodie with the name of the college we went to on it. Someone there said something about how they were violated emotionally. I was like, "dang, yo," in kind of a rapper's voice. Then I wondered why I impersonated that culture.

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There was something with a girl I knew from a meeting in my room. It was like she was jealous I was making more time for other people.

I think I moved too much before I began recalling these dreams. I needed to go to the bath room but I re arranged my bed and maybe I could have waited to rearrange my bed until after recalling dreams.

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Earlier in the dream there was some kind of long highway drive or plane ride. I couldn't remember as much about this.

Some fragments.

There was some kind of Beast Wars Scene with Rhinox. He looked "like a boss". There was another Maximal guy to his right, I forgot who.

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I was at this restaurant with these wealthy people. Writing something. Then I saw all of these wealthy people sitting around a table. They had some kind of mini anchor pendant things they were collecting. First the dream screen focused on one woman at the head of the table. Then it focused on a woman to her left, who had a big stack of mini boxes all around her. Each box was about the size of a soap bar. I wondered how I had lived my whole life not knowing about this belief system of theirs. I would have remembered this better if I had recorded it sooner, I think.

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There was something with Winnie the Pooh and Tigger. Then Tigger was flying through the hundred acre wood. Then his body morphed into some kind of support beam like you would see holding up the overhang by someone's front door. It was orange with black stripes like Tigger.

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I fell back asleep while thinking through those last dreams. Then I was dreaming of being in this store buying flowers. I was buying two boquet things of flowers. They were both marked to be 3 to 4 dollars. The lady at the register was weighing the flowers on some scale where I could see the bright green digital digits going all wild, but I didn't notice it was a dream. The scale said something like two point one pounds of flowers. The lady was ringing me up for 29 to 30 dollars though. A guy came up to my right and he was being pushy. He was saying some words. I was saying something like hold the clippings. I forgot why I was getting the flowers.

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I recovered the previous dreams by luck but I really would be better off recording them sooner. Sometimes I think I will remember next time I wake up and that tends not to be true.

More Dream Fragments.

I had a dream that was kind of cool. But all I remembered was being Link and spawning in this square portal. There was a walkway for me to go up. It was brown and like in video games, there was a black void all around it. To my right were two pots, one with gold, another with I think silver in it. This blue monster thing spawed a bit up the brown walk way, to the left side of it. I was still near the portal on this square platform. I walked near one of the pots. I threw the pot at the monster from long range and knocked it off the level. I was surprised though because it seemed to happen automatically. I forgot the rest of this. I was seeing it from the outside like in a video game.

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I was in the food store parking lot. I had those fabric grocery store bags. In them were some dirty tupperwares. I was wondering how I would grocery shop with those in there, as if I would be putting the groceries in the tupperwares. I thought I might wash them in the grocery store bathroom.

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I was in my bed room but in a dream. The sheets were all torn off the bed and the lights were on. I was wondering how this happened. Now that I think about it, there was a lot more in the dream that was different from waking life. When I looked again, my comforter had these brown or green circles of some kind of gunk on it. I thought it was from drool. I smelled it and it didn't have much of a smell. Then I went in the bathroom and the floor was white. The floor was all covered in a layer of puddled water. I wondered why. I thought it was waking life. I think i woke up still wondering how I would fix the water leak or something like that. How I could do dream state checks next time I see that in waking life, not realizing it had already been a dream! L O L.

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There was a part where I was looking in the fridge. Trying to remember a phrase from a previous dream, unaware it was still a dream.

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Something at my current house with mom and sister.

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There was another part where I was looking at this computer screen. There was this dial or adjustable bar that scrolled up and down, like a volume bar. But it changed the tint of the screen just from blue to purple or purple to blue. It seemed bright. I think it was part of an audio editing program.

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I had a false awakening to where I was trying to dream journal. I dreamed I had fallen asleep in my bed, laying on my back. My tan cushions were even on the bed, but when I woke up, I wondered how I had fallen asleep on my back. I was trying to record my dream. I had the same headset, even modified with the pop filter like my microphone I use for recording dreams in waking life. There was some rap music playing loudly and I wondered how I would recall my dreams. I would have to walk far to get anywhere quiet. And even if I recorded them, the music would get into my recording file. I remember hearing what I thought was a famous actor's voice saying he thought it was Dostoyevsky, kind of rubbing his chin pensively.

There were some people talking. There were these blue alien things. They had heads like a hammer head shark but these funny pokey mouths. I have to draw this. Then there was something that looked like a person kicking from within their stomach. They were saying the most powerful human on the planet was Arnold Schwarzenegger. There was some kind of high pitched voice saying that I think. This part may have been before the dream when I was Link, back in the beginning.

Notes.

My dreams tonight seemed thinner and my recall seemed lower, too. Seems like a bit of a dry spell for some reason. Every time I have a dry spell of dreams, I am wraught with worry all the next day, that I will have another dry spell the coming night. So I rack my brain to try to think of anything I could do to ensure I remember lots of dreams. I need to stop worrying and stop fighting it and just surrender. At least thats what I think. Sometimes my dreams and recall flow but other times they ebb and the worrying or trying too hard to figure out what I did wrong the next day might be counter productive.

Video.
Here was my dream journal drawing video for the day.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8dS2CLwuPIk

A few nights ago my dreams were more vivid when I played my Pokemon game. I can't always find time to play it but I will try to pay attention to if vivid dreams correlate with when I play that game, since it is graphically vivid.


Return the Gold Coins.

This was the first time I woke up throughout the night. The first part of the dream that I can remember involved a baseball game. The first baseman caught the ball and got a guy out who had just bat. It seemed fast.

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I was in a parking lot, backing out of a spot with friends in the car. I rubbed against the car to my right, but there wasn't damage.

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My Dad was helping me or my friends get out of a parking space or something. He was setting up a rig to tow the car. Before we left, I had to return this stack of gold coins. My Uncle would be mad if I took the gold coins with me. I really wanted to take them with me. But I looked around the woods we were in to find a place to put them. They were gold coins with a reddish shine.

I gave the gold coins to an older woman whose house was nearby. Then I saw W N pushing a janitor's cart from bathroom to bathroom. Also somewhere in there I washed a baby's face.

My sister shot me!

In parts I forgot, there was some kind of video game my sister and I were playing.

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Where my memory starts better is that my parents were having J R and L L over, two of their friends, and other friends in that friend circle they had. L was cooking some rice dish. he warned me that there was alcohol in it. My Uncle was commenting on my Pokemon shirt and saying something was the solution.

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I found myself eating some of that rice, then wondering if the alcohol had been cooked out, or put on after cooking. Not wanting to risk it, I spit out the alcohol.

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I got into a fight with my Mom and Sister somehow. In the kitchen I was shaking my fists at them and saying mean things. My Mom said I have a lot of issues. I forgot what sparked the fight. I was afraid she would call the police when I was just expressing my emotions.

The lights got brighter and I was trying to take out the light bulbs. When I took both out, a new light came on.This made me realize it was a dream. My sister ran into my Mom's room and I followed her. I could tell she was going to get a weapon to attack me for some reason. Sure enough, once I got to my Mom's room, she was reaching into a white couch. She pulled out a shot gun and aimed it at me. She fired it. I didn't know what to do. I don't remember what exactly happened after that. I think I had a false awakening of trying to dream journal before actually waking up. Also, I fell back asleep before I recorded these, and had to do some mental digging. Luckily, I was able to salvage some. Got to walk that fine line between not recording too soon before I am done going over it in my mind, while not waiting so long to record I fall back to sleep.

Flying Dog

My memory of this dream begins with me being hit with a tranquilizer dart. I forgot what happened before that. But I was lucid at that point.
So I was a dog running around. Then I was hit with a tranquilizer dart kind of thing. But instead of a tranquilizer, I got the understanding that it was actually a stimulant dart. It gave me the power to fly and concentrate. There were all these colored darts on the walls. I was in some kind of competition where the goal was to fly around and gather as many darts as possible as fast as I could. The darts became magic markers. I realized I could use telekinesis to pull the darts to me. This helped me gather a lot more points faster. I had to put them under a table as I went. Eventually I just chilled out in one place and moved them all telekinetically. Then up on a balcony thing there was a woman pulling down some darts. I used telekinesis to put a bunch of giant aqua green markers on top of her. It didn't crush her or anything, just sort of rolled off her back. I don't know why I did that.

Then I was a human again. I had a crate of silver coins. A woman asked me for help getting a quarter out of a coin collector case, like the ones they had for the states quarters. I helped her get it out. Then there was a very small child there, crying a lot. I thought of giving him a quarter, and maybe that would help him feel better. A slightly older toddler was behind him, not crying. I decided against giving him the coin since that might not be what he needs now. maybe he needs someone to just listen. I think that was the part I woke up from. Maybe I could have asked, "Why are you crying?" But I didn't think of it.

I think after that one was when I had my false awakening. I dreamed I was writing and recording my dreams. But in a different setting than usual. A brown room with 3 guys at a big podium, talking about some different things. The guy on the right was being silly and making silly hand gestures. Then he went and sat in a chair on ground level. I looked closer and saw he had a big neck. he looked to me like a popular actor who has passed on so I wondered what he was doing there. Then it became a T V show which ended. Then another show began. I could feel everyone in the room having a sense of togetherness about watching the show together. The show started with seeing someone walking from behind a glass window. It was called University of Pace. Then I woke up.

Brontosaurus Kiss!

This dream sequence began, well, I forgot how exactly it began. At one point I was trying to get a grease trap from my old house to bring to install in the stove in our new house. I was afraid it wouldn't line up size wise but then it turned out it looked like it would.

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After that my memory of it begins with me examining this thermostat. It looked more like a circuit breaker but it was where our thermostat used to be in my parents previous house. I was worried because no one had lived there for a few days, but the heat had been on. So I was trying to turn it off. I didn't want to call my Dad to ask him how, because he would be stressed that it had been on. My friend was there and trying to help or something. There was an on or off switch type thing on the top right but nothing was clear. I thought of unplugging it or something.

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In the next part I remember, my sister was enabling these younger kids to take my stuff or mess with me. I was kind of scolding the younger girl but not too harshly, which I feel bad about, because I am not in favor of scolding kids. Then her Dad came up and he was this huge man with black hair. He said something about "all this mess".

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I was in the back yard of my college house.I realized I was in a dream when I saw a little brontosaurus. I went up to it and it gave me a kiss! I forgot the other details.

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I was walking up from a near by beach and saw a person in a white car. Something made me realize it was a dream and I went to talk to them. I climbed into the car through their front window. They said they were a manifestation of my bed.

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I had a false awakening of me running to find my car. I was trying to write my dreams on this plastic board in markers. It seemed almost not to work. I was freaking out because my car was no where to be found, and time to record my dreams was ticking away.

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I had another false awakening where I was at a camp site. It was morning and I was trying to record some dreams before going for a little more sleep. Beyond a fence, two kids were walking by. I said good morning. They said, good morning, we're going to "shoot out the birds for the morning!" I thought that sounded like a terrible thing to do! L O L. I was mainly worried about being able to write my dreams and get back to sleep, which would be hard with them shooting. But I was aware I couldn't stop them.

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I had one more false awakening of being in my physical bed. I dreamed I was writing my dreams, then typing them, then wondering why I wasn't using my voice record them first, like I have been. I became lucid when standing to the left of my bed. I was hearing this pod cast of two guys talking about emotionally shut down kids and how to help. I realized it was a dream because the sound was not coming from any where. I actually cried in the dream and asked the guys to keep talking. I said I needed their help. I think I forgot it was a dream and laid back down in my bed. I drank from a soda bottle then a water bottle and then tried to voice record my dreams.

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I woke up in my physical bed, for real this time, amazed. it was funny because with each false awakening, I realized the false awakening before that had been a dream, but not the current one.

Notes.

I was frustrated with my recall so I made this playlist of all the Youtube videos I ever found which give advice on dream recall, as well as dream recall meditations and affirmations audio programs.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JMSz...aOUQiN7rW8EK3L

I plan on keeping adding to this as I come accross more videos on dream recall. My idea was to just listen to it on Shuffle. It is exclusively about dream recall. It has lots of videos from at least 25 different people.

video
This video was fun to make this time. The dreams were very visual and gave me lots to draw.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uL5JRXNMWbc

Round 1 of dreams.

I remembered a part with my sister and I, in a tree. And a part where I was with these people walking through some place I can't remember much about. But it was like there was a word in yellow at the end of each pathway.

My memory of it gets a little clearer when I got into this city place. I talked to some guy, maybe asking him for money. Then someone was being fired and someone else got their job. It was a restaurant job. My friend and I were restaurant staff, walking around with glass pitchers of ice water to fill people's cups.

A bunch of kids were calling another kid a mean name. I was thinking of telling the kid how he was a great person. Because other kids had such a negative view of him, he would have to develop his own internal sense of self confidence. And define himself instead of letting them define him.

I ate a white dessert food in a kitchen. Some kids were saying how they don't eat or use the bathroom on the morning of cooking or eating competitions. My friend A K had a dessert food. I asked for a chunk. I needed a chunk of that dessert food to buy minutes for my phone so I could call him.

I went into the kitchen to look up his number in my old phone. It showed an app. I had to select why I didn't install the app. I selected that it was too similar to other apps I already had.

Round 2 of Dreams.

In one part, I was moving windows around on a computer.

At the end of the dreams, I was hearing my sister very emotionally crying and saying some words. Something like, "It was only two weeks. Why did we have to get into a dollar fight?" And something about "Why can't we be in Heaven for now?" Her emotion really affected me deeply. I was watching an electronic screen in the dream as I listened to her, and considered going to comfort her. But I was already listening.

I woke up in my physical bed very confused, thinking she was next door. It took me a while to realize that my sister lives upstate and that was just a dream.

Round 3 of dreams.

I was in my garage moving something. There were some melodic song lyrics I was trying to keep in my mind for when I woke up.

I "woke up" in a bright room. I had slept in a hot tub. I was trying to take down the song lyric and all these lights were on. I thought it was too much light to go to sleep again but I really wanted to record the dream. My Mom and Sister were talking in the next room, and I worried that it was making it difficult for me to concentrate on the dream. (It was a false awakening but I didn't know. )

I "woke up" again (in another False Awakening) and this time I was walking by some kids. I saw a really nice looking pink crystal on the ground and gave it to one of the kids. It was a flaky stone. Then I went down a kind of swirly pole thing on a jungle gym. As I walked around, I was relieved to know the last dream had been a false awakening. But, I didn't know this one was also a false awakening! L O L.

In the next part I was in my car outside the local deli. A guy looked stuck or confused about where to go. He was with a little girl, maybe his daughter. I had some "dream telepathy" that he was deciding between going to the deli for healthy food or walking elsewhere to an unhealthy place. I called out to him, "Go to the healthy place!" He didn't acknowledge where the words came from but he headed for the deli.

I was laying on my back and this older man was standing over me. I forgot exactly what happened but I realized it was a dream.

Then I was in "the void" but seeing images flash before my eyes. images, and words. Like credits rolling after a movie. On a black back ground. I tried to pay attention to what I was seeing, knowing I was dreaming. Some cool images appeared. Words appeared, slow enough to try to memorize at first, then sped up. I just relaxed and let it go. I was sort of moving as I watched all this but not really. I have had this feeling before, like in this Spongebob scene I had in another dream, that is hard to explain. It is like I feel like I am moving my physical body but still seeing the dream? But not quite.

I was back laying on my back with the older man there again. now he had 2 pairs of scissors. ("Scissor hands kills me, please, please, free me", and circumcision trauma, comes to mind. ) I knew it was a dream and tried to hold back his scissors. I felt he was overpowering me though. I looked in his eyes and started to say, "I love you, father." He wasn't my Dad. But those were the words that came to me. He stopped being an attacker, and became a friend. It seemed like he was really happy. Then that part ended.

Right after it ended I was back in that void, same as a paragraph or two ago. Seeing more stuff. The dream was showing me these amazing childrens book covers with colored pencil drawings of cool dinosaur types of things.

One was green with a dandelion type of thing on its head. It opened up its dandelion thing. Then the dream showed this other creature flying in the sky. This creature jumped up, went to rocket speed and caught the other flying creature in its dandelion head thing, I guess capturing or consuming it. It was awe inspiring. This was on this island thing.

Maybe some more stuff happened on the island thing. But I remember this young girl throwing 3 plastic containers into the water off a tall dock. I asked her why she did that. She said it is all biodegradable basically. I doubted the plastic would dissolve and flew down to pick it up. One thing had purple jelly in it that was getting into the water. This creature swam up to us saying "I am the sugar substitute snail" L O L.

I was feeling I might need to use the bathroom and record the dream soon since it had been so long. I thought if I asked the girl her name, it might help me come back to the dream later. I asked, "Young lady, what is your name?" She said Cheyenne or Sheyanne, however it is spelled. I mis heard the first two times and said, "Cyan?", and "Keyeanne?" She kept correcting me until I guessed, "Oh, Sheyanne?" and then I woke up in my physical bed.

Round 4 of dreams.

This one was quick. Just me at my desk, and hearing a voice say some very relevant things to my waking life. One was, "It is all about silencing the mind." And some other more personal advice I never would have gone out looking for had it not come to me in a dream.

Round 5 of dreams.

I forgot some earlier stuff but my memory starts with me in a bathroom. Then thinking of responding to a question that was posted. I became lucid somehow. I had some thoughts of morality within dreams.

Then I was running down the main road in my town, as a human, but on all fours. I picked up this little case of Pokemon cards along the side of the road, and looked at them as I ran. Running in the dream felt cool and stabilizing. Most of the cards I just passed through, but this amazing 440 H P Raikou with all gold grid on the card caught my eye. I stopped and looked at it.

One of the move slots said to wake up and write down the dream so far, then come back. So I figured I would do that.

Maybe some other stuff happened. Not sure.


Then I had a false awakening of using my voice recorder. only it was not working properly and I started to panic. As the voice recorder kept giving me problems, I panicked more and more. I got a horrible sinking feeling that I had lost it all.

I was so relieved when I awoke in my physical bed for real.

Notes.

I thought these dreams were excellent. Really enjoyed them. I had a conversation with the "dream intelligence" as I fell asleep that I think led to some really top notch dreams. Basically telling my dreams how much I care about them and such.

No video today

I didn't do a dream journal drawing video today. I wanted to just draw it "off camera". But I did do the dream drawing stuff like in my other videos and it was helpful.

Round 1 of dreams.

I slept a few hours and woke up with some sense of having had really interesting dreams. But couldn't remember anything really clearly. I made a few voice notes but nothing was solid. There was like a big bug in the back of a car at one point but I just couldn't see it any clearer. I had a sense they were really conceptual dreams.

Round 2 of dreams.

These were a little better remembered. I couldn't get food with my friend at this hospital or school place. Then I was looking for a bath room. There were guards so I went in an un marked bathroom. Then I was in a locker room. They were re doing the old locker rooms because they got moldy or something. Then I was in the locker room and I had wet socks. I was putting another pair of socks on over my wet socks but that didn't make total sense to me.

Round 3 of Dreams.

These were cool. There was a bunch I forgot. From what I remember, I tried donating 5 dollars. I went through a wad of cash to try to get change for myself but the person told me no change. So I just donated the 5 dollars. I did see some singles in there though, and a ten. There was more I forgot.

Then I dreamed I woke up in my bed and it was very bright in the room. I figured morning had gotten there. My body was different though.

I know for sure I had a lucid part before or after that, but I totally forgot it. For some reason my recall was really weak on this night. My acceptance that fact was higher than usual though.

Next I found myself in this loft. There was something about climbing down a wooden ladder. But the screws were loose and it looked like it would fall. I noticed a design on the wood. During this part of the dream, there was something about how I was glad that what had happened right before that was just a dream. So it was a false awakening. Really, I was still in a dream, but I didn't know it.

Then the next scene was of me in this cafeteria place. One thinner old lady was wearing blue. she threw something on a table. Another heavy lady was wearing a really low cut blue dress. She was near our table handing out stuff. We all got apples. The dream told me to focus on the apple and try to really study the patterns on its skin. I thought this was so cool because I have been trying to work on my visual memory in waking life using "drawing from memory" exercises. Only, I thought I was in waking life, and I looked forward to sitting to draw it later that day when I got home. I worried I might not have time. I remember seeing it very vividly and clearly within the dream. Then i woke up.

Round 4 of dreams.

I had more dreams but all I remembered was a box of books. And something with my sister.

Notes.

Much lower recall than usual tonight. But I had a lot more peace with the fact of my lower recall than I usually do when I have trouble recalling dreams. I don't really know what factors to attribute it to so I won't make any major changes. I can tell I am sleeping deeper though which is a good thing.

Dream Journal Drawing video
This video was a little shorter due to just having less visual of dreams the night before. They were vivid in places but I couldn't think of much to draw from it.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=keP0B8saehc

Round 1 of Dreams.

My sister was getting my Dad a gift. It was like my Dad had a twin or we had a step Dad. her gift was in a rectangular box.

The teacher wanted me to stay until 4:30 P M. I was saying that was too much. I said something "fresh" about school. Some kids were scared of me and some laughed. We were walking around the perimeter of the room in circles.

I was working on a computer thing with a friend. There were these capacitors hanging off it that had to be touched to be activated. Something about injecting one's hand with some special chemical to make it not be electrocuted. Something about the computer running on only 512 Kilobytes. And we were supposed to sit in inner tubes but it needed a back rest. In the garage of my parents old house. I got the throw my Aunt got me for a back rest.

There was a guy with a silver saw on a pole. He was trying to cut some of a tree in the wind. Another tree branch fell and nearly hit him. Did I try to catch it? Not sure.

Something about the gym with my friend.

First round of dreams recall has been better lately.

Round 2 of Dreams

These dreams were cool. I borrowed some money from a girl for food. Then we were on a bus and I was sitting on a bag of gold fish. A kid wanted my frosted mini wheat things but the bag had ripped.

Then I was in the kitchen of my fraternity house in college. The tiles were white. I noticed it was different but just thought it was because they got new tiles.

In another room, people were talking about what they do ay night. I told them they would be surprised how active a night life I have. And I said I do lucid, dreaming and dream journaling. So I have lots of adventures. but I didn't know it was a dream.

Then, without knowing it was a dream, I did some flying. I flew accross this whole big field while thinking of applications of L D. Then I saw a high school teacher. I showed him I could fly over the awning by the bus stop. I went inside and was in my fraternity house again. Mr. H said I landed perfectly.

Some kid was trying to put drugs in my eyes. I lost my vision. When i could see again, no one was there. My Miccus head set was on the floor. I forgot the rest.

I had another dream that I was so glad the memory came back to me. It was a Beast Wars dream. megatron had moved to a new base. I think I saw Tarantulus face. Megatron had just enough Energon left to stage an attack on the Maximal base. So he said for everyone to charge up the energon supplies. It was pretty exciting to remember that part. I could see the Energon bursting through the walls.

Final round of dreams

For these dreams, all I remembered was walking through a grass field. I think I had that dream and thought it through upon awakening, but tried to dream chain, and fell asleep for longer.

I dreamed about being in a brown restaurant and looking for a bathroom. I found one but it was different how the Mens and Womens rooms were arranged.

I also remembered a part where my sister was on a computer. I was urgently saying we need to go up stairs so she should take her computer upstairs.

Then there was this tan woman with black hair in my dream. She was saying how she uses a lot of body language. If I didn't use a lot of body language, she wouldn't understand me. So I made really exaggerated body language as I talked. I could tell she was also emoting in a notable way. She was sitting on the edge of my bed. I woke up after staring at her left eye a while. It was pretty vivid. I don't know if she was the woman from 2 nights ago. But she had the same skin color and hair color.

WILD Attempt

I laid down probably around 5 A M and decided to attempt wild. I made it through hypnagogia and tried the 1, I am dreaming, 2, I am dreaming, etc. mantra thing, up to 100 and back down to 70, and lost interest. I tried relaxing my eyes and jaw. It wasn't really working though. I think I had too much mental activity.

Notes

Tonight seemed lighter on dreams for some reason. I was really surprised when the morning had come already. It really flew by and I guess for whatever reason I didn't get as high a volume of dreams. But there were some cool ones.

Also using a pop filter made my voice recorder come out much better. Glad to have one of those! .

Drawing
Here is my dream journal drawing for today:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RmAbnPjvCQM




Round 1 of Dreams

There was one part where I was holding my samurai sword in the mirror as if perparing for some kind of battle. I was making the blade look invisible in the mirror. There was something with a fish sandwich. And something where I was writing something but could not use the left hemisphere of my brain. So I had to delete my response.

Round 2 of Dreams.
This got interesting. First I was in my nana's house but at my parents old house. I could hear someone scolding a kid accross the road. I was asking if other people could hear it too. I wanted to go intervene because it was very harsh.

My Dad brought a $4,350 rowing machine down the stairs. It was wrapped in plastic. he was asking me if I had anything to sell, I guess because he overspent on it. I said I had something from the library but nothing that belonged to me. He needed to buy it in an emergency for his bad shoulder.

My friend was cooking in the kitchen and I asked if he could hear the scolding parents. I forgot what he said.

Then my Dad's two sisters, were standing together. my aunt B lit a cigarette and I ran away. She was chasing me. As she chased me I yelled at her and kept running. A woman poured some liquid down the back of my shirt. My Aunt chased me to a library. I went to hide in a room but she found me. She had my foam roller and I thought she was going to crush me with it. I stood up and told her off. I told her to go her separate way from me, and I wouldn't talk to her now.

Before I woke up physically I had a dream of an E V and I V chart for a Pokemon game. Only there were at least ten stats, not just six. One of the stats involved energy from outside and energy from inside.

Round 3 of dreams.

These were cool. I almost couldn't remember them until many minutes later, for some reason. I was in a car in the dark, and then drove home. Then I was in a Pokemon battle. There was a Solgaleo form Necrozema accross from me. Pitch black except for the colored places on its face and mane and very big. I had a Pokemon out that could boost everyone in my party's stats. I chose for it to boost attack. I had Bagon and Shelgon but not Salamence. The Necrozma intercepted the stat boosts by turning them into green gems. The dream ended with me looking at the carpet on the room in my parents old house as drips appeared on it. Then as I woke up I realized it had been a dream.

I also dreamed about writing in a composition note book. I was writing down a dream and saying to myself that I better write those dreams as soon as I wake up.

Round 4 of dreams.

I couldn't remember much of these. There was a music video thing where the guy was singing in a cool melody. I used the rewind button to go back a few minutes and see the previous singer. I managed to record the melody as I heard it. The words were something like, "I had a dream for fun."

Round 5 of dreams.

There was a really smart baby. The baby was drinking coffee from a coffee pot. Then it showed the baby as an old man, sitting and eating breakfast with the T V on.

Then I was in the back of a van, recording my dreams into a voice recorder app on my phone. It had green and red and black colors. The app was recording over itself and I was worried my dream would be incomprehensible. (Funny because my voice recorder had lots of pops and clicks when I went back to listen to these dreams. Not incomprehensible but just needs a pop filter next time. ) I was worried the driver would hear my dream. From the back of his head he looked like my Dad.

I got out of the van or the dream just transitioned. I realized I didn't have to worry about recording my dream because my recorder was safely in my room. Wait. My room? Then how am I here? Oh! I am dreaming! I realized I was dreaming. I was near my local library. I flew into the air. I flew straight up directly at the bright blue sky until that dream ended.

I found myself with a person in my Nana's room. I realized I had not woken up in my physical bed and became lucid again. My nana was in her bed only she was a thinner person. She got up to talk to us. We went into another room. I got bored and went into the hall way. People were saying the business meeting is in different amounts of days away. I wanted water. I felt thirsty in the dream.

The dream ended and I was in my physical bed. I felt intense vibrations and heard high pitched ringing. I was trying to will another dream to begin. I relaxed when I realized that wouldn't work. Then I tried to roll out of my physical body and felt myself separate.

I found myself standing up from bed. I was scared and felt myself pulled backwards. I was afraid my body would be taken while I wasn't in it. My body wasn't there anyway though. But I was in a replica of my physical room. There were avocado shells/skins in my bed. The lamp by my bed didn't work. It was very dim. I tried a finger palm test at some point. My door and door knob were the same. I opened it like I would in physical life. Did I put my hand through the door or was that another time? I walked out into the hall way and doubted it was a dream.

Then I saw the stairs going down stairs and knew it was a dream. They were all olive green. I jumped down and floated. Two mirrors were at the bottom of the stairs. The door and windows were all barricaded. The front door was barricaded by pillows. I used telekinesis to clear some.

I was afraid someone had me trapped here. I wanted to get out but there were so many pillows in the way. Then I heard a guy talking in the next room, in a recliner chair. It was a guy I used to work with, E B. E B smiled at me. I tried to walk around to talk to him but lost my sight.

I woke in my physical bed again. I thought it all through. Very interesting. Then I felt the same vibrations and heard the same high pitched ringing noise. I got up out of my body in the same way as last time.

I stood up for a brief moment out of body again but it was all dark.

I popped back into my physical body and thought it all through. I think they were just wake initiated lucid, dreams. Not O B E's. But some stuff from W I L D's and O B E's seems similar to me. These were really the high point of the night.


Round 6 and 7 of dreams? .

Round 5 and 6 of dreams were kind of a let down. I guess that dream chain thing took a lot of "psychic energy" and so I just didn't have the neccessary mental energy to recall dreams after that. Round 5 of sleep was really frustrating because I knew I dreamed, but upon awakening, I couldn't think of anything whatsoever. Round 6 of dreams, I was surprised to get back to sleep. I got a few things.

One, I was in a food store, and saw a person I knew from school. I was near the potatoes section.

Two, my family was gathered in my Nana's room. Everyone was saying the Lord Almighty but then they started saying the George Almighty or Almighty George. This seemed a little different to me. I was trying to put my head set on a door knob. I was trying to hang it over the edge of a toilet in my Nana's room. The toilet was lined with a table cloth on the inside. It opened like side to side instead of up like standard toilet seats.

I also had one dream in my room at my old house where I had a song lyric come to me. It had a cool melody and something to do with the word "open" or "broken" and a multisyllable rhyme. Unfortunately it was just all gone by the time I got up. What happened was I kept the "Almighty George" dream and the "song lyric" dream in my mind without recording it, trying to dream chain. I fell back asleep and woke up without remembering the song lyric. Song lyrics can be the ones that slip away the easiest I think, maybe because the tone and words are so specific. I definitely wish I had recorded that song lyric but I thought I had it. Well, perhaps next time, I won't make that mistake. I really miss it now.

Notes

I got up around 7:50 today which is a bit later than usual. But I am usually a workaholic and insomniac so I am glad to have been able to sleep. I went to bed and was probably initally asleep by 7. But it takes me 12 hours to get 8 hours of sleep due to the way I wake up throughout the night.

Here is the visual dream journal drawing entry for the day
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3tLBrkesZX0




Here are my dreams from February 25 to 27, 2018.

Round 1

In my first round of dreams, I just had some vague memories. One was of a woman I know moving to a house near me, and seeing her move in. Another was of being in a restaurant and handing someone a big pack of linens. Something at the local food store. Something with my sister at a restaurant. My old neighbors were sitting near us. We ordered beverages. I left a 2 dollar tip. We decided not to stay because the rest of our family wasn't there.

Round 2

Round 2 of dreams my memory was starting to improve again. It started with something about not doing too many house chores so the person can take care of themself. Then a part with T P, a friend from school, in my room, looking at a paper. We had to put the room lights on and they were yellowish. Maybe a carry over from yellowish lighting at the library that day.

Then I was in a bathroom stall. Listening to a lucid dreaming podcast about how people can recreate sensory experiences with their mind. And recreating sensory experiences with my own mind. Then I went out of the stall and there was a pile of dirt on the ground. I didn't want my dad to think it was food so I started to sweep it. Then I was afraid to harm the plants on the ground where I was sweeping so I stopped. I was making music in my mind.

Woke up and thought those through.

Fell asleep again and dreamed about strawberries. Then a truck pulled up and dumped out a bunch of dessert food. A cartoon character said, "put some cookies on it", and cookies covered the big strawberry. Then dessert toppings got poured all over the whole "dream screen". I woke up from this laughing.

Round 3

I was in a room full of people at a meeting type thing. I was having a 3 minute share. My timer was running but other people kept talking. I just relaxed and said they could have my share time. E S tried to take my phone and look up an article for me to read. I didn't want him to take my phone because I have personal journals on it. I had to fight him as he tried to pull my phone out of my hands. I walked out of the room. There was more stuff I wound up forgetting.

Then I was walking through a hall. A mahogany red wall appeared in front of me and I tapped it with a silver ladel to open it. i walked by a room of some people saying something like, "Ganondorfdalf" and was upset they broke my concentration. To my right I saw a screen playing something that could have been the Hobbit. I was thinking that I would be able to watch The Hobbit on cable T V now since it had been so long since it was out.

Then I had a false awakening where I woke up in my room but in a dream. The lights were on. I was standing up using my voice recorder. An Indian woman was in my bed, asking me to come lay down. I told her I have to finish dream journaling. Then I decided I could go lay down with her because there is plenty of time to dream journal. But then I was afraid I would forget my dream.

Then I was at the foot of my bed and saw a cigarette on the floor. I realized this might be a dream because there is no way there would be a cigarette in my room. I put my finger through my palm. I realized that I don't need to record my dreams into this voice recorder because it won't be there physically when I wake up. (then again, if it is all just electrons, maybe there is a way it could!) . I went to lay down with the indian woman and pushed the voice recorder off the pillow. I tried to tell her about my dreams so I would remember them upon awakening.

Then we were in a big grassy field in broad daylight. There was a scary porcupine creature we were trying to get away from. The woman hid in the bushes and called her cat to her. Then I saw a bull heading straight for her from off in the distance. The bull became a black Escalade with all shattered windows. It continued to barrel right at her. I tried to pull her to me with telekinesis. I stared at the shattered windows on the Escalade as it flew through the air in slow motion. I woke up.

I laid in bed a little bit and thought it through. I thought I would like to go back into the dream and see what happened, or if I could save her. I waited a little bit and then felt some vibrations.

I did a W I L D or D E I L D. I was conscious as I transitioned into dream state. What I first saw was like a fuzzy T V screen with black and white fuzz. I heard it going "Shhhh". Then I saw red text on a black background like a news channel. It said something like "untimely death". The woman was shown in a picture as having died. I felt horrible about this but tried to stay detached and just see what the dream would show me. The dream asked, "Do you want to know why she died? What is the reason?" Something like that. Then it showed a video game rendering of what must have been me, sweeping a walk way with water on each side. The dream said, "Inadequate Sweeping!" As the reason she died. It showed me smiling and waving at the camera twice. The video game version of me. And both times I had differently cut hair. I looked like an animal crossing or lego video game character. The dream showed puddles forming on the walk way after I left. That must have been why my sweeping was inadequate. It left puddles. I figured the dream was saying she slipped and fell in due to my not being careful.

I woke up from that in my physical bed, feeling somewhat upset. But also excited about how vivid a dream it all was. I stayed still, recalling it, hoping to be able to D E I L D once more and try to rescue her. However, that was all I got. I recorded the dream.

Round 4

I was in a class room. There was a girl on the side of the class room everyone was making a big deal about. We were getting exams back. I looked at someone else's scores and felt guilty for peeking. I got a 97. The teacher was saying how I did so well because I pay attention well. I was thinking this was because I am so dedicated to dream recall. I noticed the amount of minus ones on my paper in red ink added up to more than 3. So how was that a 97? I was thinking of what an awesome dreamer I am.

Then I was in a video game. Or playing a video game. Within the dream. I spontaneously realized it was a dream. Spontaneous Dialed. I felt fear as I made my character run from a big spider. I could shoot red fire balls. I crossed a bridge and shot some other enemies. The screen switched panels like old zelda games. I was amazed at how cool it was to be playing a unique video game in my dream.

Then I had a false awakening. I dreamed that I had woken up from playing this on the T V. My sister was there and I told her how cool I am because I dreamed of a fully functional video game. I was nervous though because I hadn't recorded the dream yet and I was afraid I would forget it. My sister was asking if she could watch the Honey mooners. I asked her if she could watch it on her phone so the sound wouldn't distract me from dream recall. I was going to go up to the living room to record my dream. I was at my Nana's house in the Den. I started to panic because I was way too active and probably forgot the dreams by now.

I woke up in my physical bed, relieved. I thought the dreams through and had a sense I had still forgotten a good amount of scenes before the exam part. Well, nothing I could do at that point, they were not coming to my mind.

Round 5

From this round of dreams all I remembered was scrolling through a bunch of texts and picture messages. One had this picture of a blue guy with a red guy over one shoulder and a whitish guy over the other. There was another graphic text about not having gluten or wheat products. There were a few more dreams from that time but I wasn't able to remember them.

Notes

Good night of dreams. I have been stepping up my waking life recall so that will hopefully help with dream recall even more. I listen to my dreams on an M P 3 during the following day to reflect on them at a deeper level. I have been doing some home remedies for restless legs which seem to have been helping.

If anyone has problems with restless legs and wants to know the different home remedies that are helping me then please comment saying so and I will explain.

Here is my dream journal drawing entry that I am trying to keep up with:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HYXhxDYvnpM




Here are my dream notes from Feb 25 to 26.


The earliest I can remember is I was going to get gas at the gas station for my Dad's car. I was lining up my gas tank with the gas pump. I had to turn my car around so it would be on the correct side.

my dad was about to go out somewhere. I was leaning against my door waiting to answer but then he left. Then I was trying to run to the front window to say bye.

As I ran through the hall way, I ran into younger versions of S L and J J, two executives at a company I worked for many years ago. S L reached out to give me a hand shake. He said happy anniversary.

Next I was sliding down a hill or slide thing that was just a wire. Something about vitamins and vitamin E. I flew over some people and farted. I don't remember that part too clearly.

Then there was this part which had more detail but I only remembered it vaguely. It was a church service that was taking a really long time. Someone was saying how this was such a treat but I did not agree. There was also something to do with sprinkles that no one wanted.

Then there was this video thing with M R and his girlfriend. Everyone got a box with a gift inside and I didn't want to open the box I was given. Something about pressuring me to open the box.

Then I was at a gym, and talking about someone from a message board but changed their user name as I talked. I was hearing about a bodybuilder who needed 4 days off before a leg workout because he did a rest pause set of squats going up to 28 reps after a heavier straight set.

A lot of these dream memories were a bit blurrier or less detailed.








Second round of dreams.

Something with Dad, maybe going somewhere with Dad? Couldn't get memory back.

Then V S and some other people from my college were sitting with me. I was complaining about their smoking and they didn't like it. They were getting tired of it and wanted to beat me up. V S was being really quiet but I had the sense he was plotting in his mind how to take me down. I think they started ganging up on me more.

Then my friend C S was sitting at a grey table in a cafeteria room and I joined him. He was being really nice and asked me an interesting, friendly question. However I was not in a good mood from the previous scene, so I didn't answer. I felt like he was my enemy too even though he was being friendly. Because I felt like everyone was against me.
Then I was fighting with this old man about something. I forgot what, but I know I was right. Anyway the dream showed an over head view of a map of where I live, with shifting colors.

That man was on a team with another person, and I had one other person on my team. We fought and they took out my team mate. So it was two of them against me. They almost had me cornered in this corridor type of room but I managed to get myself safe and subdue them. It was close.
Then I was with another friend. There was a sense those bad guys were still coming after us. I looked through these open lockers or cabinets in this next corridor we were in. They were navy blue with orange protein jugs and vitamin bottles inside. We left a lot of them partially open. I was afraid to leave them exposed because the bad guys might steal all my protein and vitamins. But my friend said it didn't matter. I guess we were in a hurry to get away.

We got to this kitchen room still feeling some of the energy from the chase. There was a Nintendo 2 D S X L (it said that on the box) on the counter. It only had one small screen though and I wondered how anyone would play Pokemon on it. The screen would be like 2 inches for each panel. But, it was actually for doing a "spin move" when connected to a Wii.

There was this thing about the "spin move" being stackable meaning if I kept doing the spin move, it got more powerful each time. So it took some finesse but then the person could have a really effective move. Then I was in the local mall, looking at a store front that was all pink, beneat the escalator to the food courts. In waking life, it isn't pink. I was headed to the right, which in waking life would be Ikea.
Then I went into this room and I was sitting around with a group of people. I was looking at some womens faces which appeared very vivid. The next thing I knew was that these women were pulling out cigarettes to smoke. They were just lighting the tip for a quick puff and then putting it away because we were indoors. This made me very mad. Then they were lighting rolled up dollar bills in their mouths. One woman had a one dollar bill and another had a hundred dollar bill. I took them out of their mouths and threw them on the ground. This made them upset. The owner of the place came in and she told me I was being violent. I told her those women were violent for lighting cigarettes indoors. It became a fight. Then they were all crowd surfing me but in an unfriendly manner.

I felt like I couldn't get away. I was watching the ceiling go by above me and saw that it was padded. Then I realized it was a dream. I still couldn't get down though. Eventually I got down and found this walnut shell with a hole in it. I could use it to shoot blue lazers at people. I shot blue lazers at some people and flew away. So much for conflict resolution within lucid dreams! .

Then I was flying in a really nice neighborhood. I was amazed at how huge and nice these houses were. I think I had forgotten it was a dream by now. I flew around this grey house and into a bedroom that was mine in the dream context. My room mate was sleeping and he turned over in his bed when I came in. I thought I had woken him but was relieved to see he was still asleep. The walls turned from orange to blue. I went to look down the hallway for a window to fly out. One had spider webs. I flew out another.

When I landed, there was a thin worm in my hand. I felt bad for taking it away from its home and put it on the ground. It got really big and burrowed into the ground. Then I saw a red centipede thing as I walked barefoot along the ground.

Then I was in a kitchen. There was a giant 5 foot long by 3 foot wide rectangular metal cooking pan by the dish washer. I guessed that they must not wash it too often due to how big it is. There was other food in this part.

Then my mom was in a van with her friend and my sister. Her friend was smoking a cigarette so I was staying away. My Mom wanted milk for her ice coffee. So I was pouring milk in both of our ice coffees. But her friend couldn't have any.










Round 3 of dreams.

Something about thinking of the right Pokemon music, having to do with elements.

Then there was a big row of people all doing calf raises. I was falling behind on one leg but it was time to move on. Then I was rubbing blue stuff on my legs. Maybe an R L S treatment.

Telling someone I don't do something any more IE eat a lollipop idk what it was.

Something about being sued or being sued by people who really know how to squeeze every last drop out of ya.

There was a big blanket hanging outside.

Something about bringing our clothes outside or leaving them in an indoor wardrobe. I didn't see the need to bring them outside into the cold. 2 women wanted to leave their clothes in the indoor wardrobe too.
In another part my Mom had visited. She was driving a brown car. She was going to drive the car to the bus stop and then take the bus home. But I worried she would need the car when she got home and not have it, or my sister would need it. I was trying to figure out something to do about this before my Mom left.

I was driving my silver car to catch up with my mom. I saw her to the side and then slipped into a grassy ditch. I kind of panicked but then revved the engine and I was out. I heard this guy my Mom was walking by tell her that I am clumsy or something like that. He was trying to hit on my mom by saying that, not knowing I was her son.

I went and confronted the guy, but he had gotten up. His friends said he would be right back. Sure enough, there he was. He sat down accross from me. I told him I didn't like what he said. What are you gonna do, fight me? He replied. No, I said, that would be violent. Oh, then, what, and they presented another extreme. No, but I am going to tell you that I didn't like what you said. and I went on to lecture the guy about casting judgment on others very heatedly.

I was asking him how he would feel if he were in the dairy section of the grocery store and over heard people talking about him saying he was fat or ugly. Then I pointed to his rice cooker and told him it had 7 hairs in it because he judged me 7 times. So he should stop being so judgmental. I started to lose my voice within the dream and woke up.

It was funny because I woke up whispering this lecture in my physical bed for a few moments before I realized what was going on. Too bad I muted my voice recorder. It would have been interesting to hear.

In another part of the dream there was a PC that won't run "broken programs". It had a black back ground with grey text.

There was also another vague or blurry detail of talking to someone.







Round 4 of dreams.

There were some cool parts I forgot. One might have been of standing over a volcano to drop something in.

There were some pictures of people on a circular table that I was covering with a white towel.

Then there was a really vivid book of nature photos in really high quality photography. I was looking for the date it was published and couldn't find it. Then I found it said June 17, 2017. The two dates I saw before that didn't seem right.

Then I was on an internet forum. A guy posted about how he was going to go on a binge one night but chose to eat oatmeal instead. He didn't feel so bad about himself then. What a nice story.

I showed it to my sister and she got upset. She told me how her friend used to drive off into traffic. Something about that forum brought that up for her. She was crying and said she didn't want to talk about it. I went to a drop down menu on the forum on my sister's account. I clicked it and selected the word "Forever". The drop down menu was how much support you want to give the person.

Then I was with my friend W. We were looking through the message board and then the computer screen became a cabinet. There were some chips or noodles in there. I took them out but felt like they didn't belong to me. But they were stale so no one must have wanted them. W said they were made from protein, not gluten. So I could eat them. I think they had some sauce.





Dream recall on this night seemed a little weaker than last night. I worked more waking life recall the next day to try to keep my dream recal stronger.