non-lucid

I had a funny dream about being at a big lucid dreaming party at a school.
First I was in an auditorium. I said I don't write full names in my dream journal and someone got mad. I left and went into another room.
It was a workshop on flying in lucid dreams. I told the person next to me this was so funny because I was just saying how I wanted a flight school in a dream. However, I thought I was in waking life! I didn't know it WAS a dream. There was a context of being late for lunch, so I couldn't stay for the whole class. Everyone had funny note packets.

Then I left there and when I went back in, it was like a high school dance, only for lucid dreamers. I was excited to talk to other lucid dreamers. However, again, I didn't know it was a dream at the time! I thought it was waking life.

I saw some friends from waking life and talked to them. Most people had punch.

I dived into this giant hole in the ground to show everyone I could fly out. But I didn't know it was a dream. Then it showed Piccolo sliding down the hole after me. It had become a volcano.

I put all my other dreams on a voice recorder. I got a good number of dreams on there. Maybe I will turn it into a daily dream pod cast one day.

I had some cool dreams. One was of a snake or serpent with a rhinocerous nose who came up to me and then looked at me and swam away. It was black and had thick rhino skin and a rhino horn.



I also dreamed of someone sky diving on a skate board holding a nerf gun for a really long drop.

And filling a 500 story elevator shaft with water and trying to swim up it. But then in the middle I starter running out of air (not lucid) and tried to swim back down. Then I went out the wrong door and got in trouble. They said I would have to do community service next time I was in town.

Bunch of other dreams on my voice recorder. Oh I had one LD where I had the sense of being back in my previous dream with a chance to "do it over" but when I woke up I thought about it and it wasn't the same dream.

And Android 17 was going to be my coach but then I let his bird get away by mistake and he put on a helmet and said he would have to charge me 15 dollars now.

Last night I had some cool dreams. I got them all on my voice recorder. But what I will type.

is that I dreamed my hair had been cut. Then I regretted it. And, within the dream, hoped I was dreaming.

In another part, I was in a movie theater. I did a finger palm test that didn't go through. But remembered to do a nose pinch breathe, which did go through. It was exciting when I breathed in through a pinched nose.

I have all the details on my voice recorder. But just making summaries for today.

Dream 1 Summary

There was a van we had to go through before it "faded" due to a time machine thing. Then a Mermaid going to help us go somewhere underwater. Diving in a channel of water. Had to evacuate due to floating buses. Walking through muddier area. Class thing I didn't want to go to.

Summary of Dream 2

Fighting with my Uncle about him smoking in my drive way. Friend from college on the back of a truck. "Hey, look at that sunrise!" Purple and orange sun rise off in the distance, above the tree tops.

Summary of Dream 3

Women walking through a store, doing affirmations out loud. "I'm a good singer." Commented on this to store clerk. He said he knew me from a live stream. Playing a video game with my Aunt. The live stream became my primary means of earning a living. I was setting up phone meetings to auto dial.

Round 1 of Dreams

Videos

The first part I remembered was this You Tube kind of thing where people could post up their own videos. I had thought of a way to name my own videos. There was a woman with brown hair who had come up with a way to get people to think they had to pay her to post a video on her channel. I realized it was a scam and posted my videos myself, without having to pay her.

Bar

I was at a bar with my Mom and Dad and some other people. My Mom and Dad were not really together but they were still splitting a drink. So my Mom would come along and pour some more of my Dad’s drink into her cup. It was a yellowish kind of alcohol. My Mom was with another guy I think. Then one of them started pouring some of the alcohol in my glass. I did this rap like, “Yo! You ain’t pourin no alcohol in my cup, yo! What are you thinking?”

<<SECRETZ0RZ!!>>

Meditating

There was some idea in the dream about how its good to dream but then it helps to meditate during the day. They explained it in a way I never heard before. I can’t quite remember it now.

Aisle

I tried to hide the lap top in the fridges in the food store aisle.

Bosses

There was more to this part, but I can only remember it vaguely. But there were two boss guys. I was telling them, “You’re the Big Cheese. You’re the Big Cheese.” I wonder what else happened. Some kind of argument or something.

Pellets

There was a guy telling me how in the olden days, they put pellets <<SECRETZ0RZ!!>> so it made a clicking noise. But they don’t do it any more. I think I was mad about the inhumane ness of it.

Job

Something about consulting a guy about a job. They gave me a job and paid me some money ahead of time, just to start. I was like, “That gives me good incentive, so thanks!”

Animation

I had to do animations. My plan was just to get something off google images. Then get an animated mouth, that would move with the speech. I wonder if that exists. Like a computer program that moves a mouth along with speech. Then I could just paste that moving mouth over the google image, and I’d have a little animation thing. But then I started to realize such a computer program might not exist, and I might fail at this assignment.

Planets

There was this thing in this rock circle valley place. An elder was saying how if someone does something in their term on one planet, that causes destruction, then if they go and do the same thing on the next planet (without learning from their mistake) in the same term of power, then… That’s frowned upon. It showed <<SECRETZ0RZ!!>> and a dorm <<SECRETZ0RZ!!>> with some people around there.

Conceptual

There was another part that was really vague or conceptual. I remember feeling like it repeated. It had to do with recording the above dreams within the dream and knowing I could find it in waking life. Like really believing that was possible. I don’t think it was a Lucid, Dream though. But there was something about patterns. I couldn’t really explain it once I woke up.

Round 2 of Dreams

I biked and stretched in the dark before going back to bed, hoping to ensure that I’d sleep. I made an attempt at Wake Initiated Lucid Dream which got me to sleep but didn’t get me to a dream. I remember it felt like forever I was laying there trying to stay still. And I was making it, little by little. But then I got the “big rollover signal”. That was really, really uncomfortable, but I realized, it, too, would pass. And it did. But I didn’t remember any dreams when I woke up from the sleep. Maybe something about dreaming about dream recall?

Couldn’t Sleep

It’s about 4:38 A M now and I couldn’t sleep since probably 1 or 2 when I woke up from the above dreams. I tried biking and stretching in the dark, meditating, and eventually gave up on sleep, and came to the computer. To type the dreams so far and type some older dreams in a neater format. Now I feel sleepy again and hopefully I get a round of two of dreams.

Round 3 of Dreams

Eventually, I did get back to sleep. I forgot earlier parts of this but it turned out to be an interesting and unexpectedly dark Lucid, Dream chain.

Excluded

The earliest part I remember is some of my old friends were standing in a circle, wearing Navy Blue. They excluded me from the circle. <<SECRETZ0RZ!!>>I guess we fought a little but I’m not sure.

Classroom

I was in my bed for a moment, then in this class room. <<SECRETZ0RZ!!>> was being mean to me. I chose to retailiate. I actually knew it was a dream at this point. <<SECRETZ0RZ!!>>Then I realized everyone else there would gang up on me. I felt real fear of them actually causing me dream pain. I put my fingers on my forehead and did an instant transmission. It popped me back into my bed for a moment.

Whirlpool

Then the dream popped me into this big whirl pool of cold, cold water. I remember feeling the cold. It was swirling me all around. I couldn’t get any closer to the edges because it was pulling me towards the middle. Attempting to swim to the sides ended me up with swimming in place at best. There were these platforms I was hoping to be able to get onto for safety. Eventually I appeared back in my bed for a moment.

Blue-tiful

Then the dream popped me into this place with lots of people from before. I was flying. I still knew it was a dream. I thought <<SECRETZ0RZ!!>> was coming but it turned out to be <<SECRETZ0RZ!!>> who was also excluding me earlier. Then I saw a female dream figure. She was very pretty but her face was fuzzy and blue. Maybe kind of like Avatar. I think her eyes were yellowish. I went up to her and said, “Do you remember what happened in my first Lucid, Dream from earlier? Please help me!” I really thought that she would actually tell me what had happened. She replied, “I don’t know if I can help.” And then preceded to tell me something else. Then I told her she was so beautiful! <<SECRETZ0RZ!!>>

Left out

I continued to appear back in bed then pop back into the dream a few times. Each time, I was like, “yep, still dreaming.”

Then I was around all these people from high school and college again. The women there were really well dressed, and looked to be paired up with other guys there. I still knew it was a dream. I was thinking to myself, “Wait, how is this MY dream, and yet I’m the odd one out? I should be like the alpha male.” I started trying to say that to everyone but I realized, it might not be MY dream. However, I did express that I felt like no one thinks I’m cool, or that I felt un cool.
<<SECRETZ0RZ!!>>

Babies

I walked through the area some more and saw babies laying in a bed. They were crying, and cuddling with other babies. I was surprised that the babies were sort of cuddling instead of the parent holding the baby. Then I tried to hold some of the babies. But a baby came up from behind me! And started to choke me. I couldn’t breathe! I started to try and fight in, panicking a little bit. I still knew it was a dream, but didn’t seem to have much dream control.

Paralysis

I appeared back in my physical bed. I sat up a bit in my “non physical” body, feeling sleep paralysis. I opened my dream eyes but didn’t want to! I didn’t want to see what I expected to see. Even though I was lucid, I was still not up for it. I felt very overpowered by the dream thus far.

I looked toward my desk and saw the air kind of twist and bend like something was about to appear there. Something scary. I closed my dream eyes and just relaxed though. That seemed to help. I rolled out of body, falling onto the floor. Then it ended.

(After I woke up, I realized that if there was some entity coming for me, and I rolled out of body, it might have possessed my body. But I am still here, in my body, the next morning. There is no other entity in my body.)

Kitchen

I appeared in a kitchen. It was a different kitchen than <<SECRETZ0RZ!!>> but I justified it by making a story that we had moved. So I didn’t know it was a dream anymore. But I was still conscious, so it was like a false awakening. I was near a fridge, eating pizza. The cheese was falling off the pizza or something. I thought I had woken up into Physical Matter Waking Consciousness, but still expected a “hallucination” to come get me.

App

I remember trying to dream journal. But this app kept making noise. When I tried to pause it, it wouldn’t pause. It was like an app for a workout because if I pressed the pause button, it would resume in a few minutes. It appeared that this was its programming. To resume playing after a few seconds of being paused. Duration depended how many times pause was pressed. So when I double pressed it, it was 10 seconds. I tried to press the stop button, a little square, but nothing seemed to work. I thought of just putting the phone volume down manually so I could record my dream.

My Dad was in the kitchen part, too.

Pizza

I re appeared in my bed again and thought the dream chain was over. But no! There was one more. I dreamed I was eating pizza. I had two slices, one stuffed slice, with crust on both sides. It was like a 10 inch slice but very thin. The other piece was like normal size but the cheese was missing! This reminded me of the previous dream. But I didn’t know it was a dream at the time. I took a bit of one of them. It tasted good. The big slice was on the table a little and I was afraid it would get dirty. I woke up from that dream still chewing with my physical mouth! Then like, “Oh, I’m in bed now!”

Notes

It took some time for me to think through those and record. After getting insomnia, I was really drowsy. But I guess I recalled a good amount.
<<SECRETZ0RZ!!>>
Round 5 of Dreams

Fields and waves

I was in a class setting that reminded me of fields and waves. The professor was teaching something. I thought it was boring. There was something that reminded me of the cartoon, “Dexter’s Lab.” It involved a serrated clamp going to an electronic device. And then it was like “Jacking In” From megaman Battle Network. Kind of surreal or abstract.

Shelves

<<SECRETZ0RZ!!>>Overall Notes

I am just practicing grading my dreams like in competitions, so, here was what I would have got tonight:

3 dreams recalled, 3 points.
First Dream Induced Lucid Dream, 10 points.
Lucid, Dream Chain, 2 Points.
WBTB, 2 Points.
Interact with DC, 2 Points.
Ask for advice, 5 points (asked for help in recalling dream).
Fly, 5 points.
Instant Transmission, 10 Points (to escape people in class beating me up).

Total = 39 Points.

Round 1 of Dreams

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

Webs

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

Cornered

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

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

Camping

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

<Personal Info>

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

Bodybuilders

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

Frieza
<Personal Info>

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

Ritual

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

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

Data

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

Orbs

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

Resentment

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

<Personal Info>
Round 2 of Dreams

<Personal Info>
<Personal Info>

Class

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

Pacing

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

Convertible

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

Battery

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

Sleep

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

Listening

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

Sleep Paralysis

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

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

Rice

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

Bean

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

<Personal Info>

Notes

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

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

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

<Personal Info>

Round 4 of Dreams

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

Shop

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

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

Car

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

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

Driving

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

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

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

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

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

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

Traffic

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

Perpendicular

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

Huh?

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

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

Pregnant

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

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

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

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

Missing Pieces

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

<Personal Info>

Taste

<Personal Info>

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

Window

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

Evaporate

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

Spoon

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

Woman

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

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

Story

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

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

Ending

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

Notes

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

Round 5 of Dreams

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

Round 6 of Dreams

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

<Personal Info>

Neighbors

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

Books

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

<Personal Info>

Notes

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

Overall Notes

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

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

Round 1 of Dreams

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

Jail

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

Going

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

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

T V Series?

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

Music Class

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

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

<Personal Info>Joke

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

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

<Personal Info>

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

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

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

<Personal Info>Round 2 of Dreams

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

Eating

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

Toothpaste!

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

Missing Piece

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

Guards

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

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

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

Music

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

Cement Path

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

Bed

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

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

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

<Personal Info>

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

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

Hallway

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

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

Fake Gun

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

Pen

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

Notes

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

Round 3 of Dreams

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

Dream Flashes

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

Light Bulb

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

Exercise

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

Pizzeria

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

Trying

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

Stairway

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

Wide

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

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

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

Room

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

Nope!

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

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

Rooms

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

Notes

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

Round 4 of Dreams

Almost done typing!

Mayor

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

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

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

Steps

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

Stylus

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

Notes

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

Pokémon

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

Driving

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

Setting up Classroom

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

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

Gift for <<perosnal info>>

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

Couple

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

Floppy Disk

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

Notes

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




Round 2 of Dreams

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

Z dot E X E

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

Nana’s Dining Room

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

Dark

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

<<perosnal info>>
Nana’s Driveway

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

Wrong Way

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

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

Religious People

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

Birthday

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

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

Paints

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

Leaving

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

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

Choline

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

Weird Thing

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

Round… 3? 4? Of dreams

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

Name Calling

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

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

Family History

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

Chaotic Dinner

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

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

Conversations

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

I can do that, too!


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

Girl Comment

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

Round 4 of Dreams
<<perosnal info>>

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

Last round of dreams

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

Notes

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

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

Round 1 of Dreams

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

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

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

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

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

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

Round 2 of Dreams

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

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

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

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

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

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

<<personal info>>Round 3 of Dreams:

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

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

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

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

Round 4 of Dreams:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

https://www.mariowiki.com/Control_Coin

Round 5 of Dreams:

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

Notes

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


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

Round 1 of Dreams

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

Round 2 of Dreams:

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

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

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

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

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

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


Round 3 of Dreams

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Round 4 of dreams

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Round 5 of Dreams

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

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

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

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

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

Round 6 of dreams:

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


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

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

Notes

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Well, I had some really vivid and eventful dreams last night. But I woke up with such brain fog that it was difficult to recall them well. I did the best I could though. I had difficulty sleeping the last few nights, which might have made me extra tired. My sleep quality really has to be very good for me to get ideal dream recall. So when my sleep suffers so does my dreaming practice. However, sometimes my sleep quality is just beyond my control.

My first dreams had a scene with aliens coming. I tried to hide in a tent, thinking they wouldn’t get me in there. <<personal info>>I have more from these on my voice recorder.

The next set of dreams was cool. When I tried to recall it though, my brain was total mush. I remember my Dad talking with a police officer. The police man said that I had got in 6 accidents that year, indicating various places on the floor of my car. I was like, oh, man, 6 accidents? That was a lot. (Not a waking life circumstance.)

Then I remember being in this room with all these red people. Their appearances kind of morphed as time went on. Everyone was eating tons of meat. I started to talk about how it hurts animals, and someone told me not to talk about that here. The big boss of the red guys turned to me. He had big pokey bull horns and his skin glowed orange and red. He was eating lots of meat. I think this might be the part of my consciousness where I have demonized, to some extent, the consumption of animal products, and buried any desires to consume animal products. But yesterday when I researched choline, I kind of wished I could eat egg yolks, red meat, and dairy, so that probably came up in my dream. Wow, that was a good interpretation.

Then there was this part where I was climbing up a ladder. <<personal info>>was talking to me about how I don’t drink alcohol. I was like, I don’t smoke, either. But he was like, just because you smoke, doesn’t mean you’re okay. I continued climbing the ladder. Other people were climbing up the wall alongside the ladder. The guy to my right couldn’t get himself up from the wall to the floor at the top. It was easy for me with the ladder, since I had good footing, but he didn’t. I pulled myself up using something on the floor and said I would help pull him up, too. I could really feel how he was stuck there, couldn’t get all the way up the wall, but couldn’t really climb back down, either. I wonder what that means.

Okay so then, I got up there, and helped him, I think. And there were all these mattresses. I had one on the far right. But another person kind of took it from me and tried sleeping in it. I couldn’t see why I was any more entitled to a mattress than them, so I was like, fine. But eventually I was like, hey, that mattress was supposed to be mine. And they agreed.

<<personal info>> yelled something out loud to warn the “weed smokers”, one of whom was <<personal info>>The red demon boss guys didn’t want anyone smoking weed I guess. <<personal info>>voice was really loud. Much louder than anyone elses could go.

I remember a part in there of being on this boat. I was calculating some numbers in my head, for how long something should take. Then I thought I shouldn’t have done that, because now it would feel like forever. But if I hadn’t known how much time was remaining, I would make it through a little easier.

Someone was working on a jacuzzi thing, and I threw something metal into it. They were mad because it could have exploded or messed everything up. I was like, sorry. Someone threw something metal down the ladder before that could have hurt someone, too.

Then I was back in that setting from before with the mattresses, only on the lower floor again. People were at tables. I found that I could fly by sort of wiggling in the air. But I didn’t know it was a dream. I figured flying had just become possible. It wasn’t too extreme, either, in terms of speed or distance. It was just a very simple wiggle in mid air that would get me another foot of movement in any direction. There was no anxiety involved in the flying. Actually, this may have been a fulfillment of my request for a flying school in my dream. If I can remember this flying technique when I get lucid, it might be something I could practice consciously.

So I flew around some tables and talked to some people. Then there was a part where I was telling my sister I had a Dream Induced Lucid Dream. When I woke up, though, I couldn’t recall having had a Dream Induced Lucid Dream. Maybe I just thought I did, within the dream. <<personal info>>

Then I was going around near where a class was beginning. Some teachers asked me to get the pail from the other room. I had been telling lots of people about the dream I just had, not knowing it was still a dream! I felt like as I told more people about my dream, more details of it even came to mind, which was nice. It surprised me that people were willing to listen to my dream stories. Maybe this was my dream telling me a way to boost my dream recall. But I can’t think of any people in my nearby area that would listen to me talk about my dreams. I have wanted to start a local lucid dreaming club at the local library though.

So then, I went to the room where they told me to get the pail. But instead I just leaned on one of the desks to write my dream. It felt really hard to wrap my head around the dream, probably because I was still using my “dream brain”. I was also scared that I’d get in trouble for doing my own thing, and not promptly returning to the class. For a lot of this dream, it felt like I was being watched. Like that red demon boss guy was running a tight ship and we all had to do what he said, or we’d get in trouble. So in a lot of these scenes I felt fear of disobeying.

Then, there were these people that came through and put up camping signs. The corridor became the walking path near the stream at <<personal info>> where I walked the previous day. They were a group of non dualists. Their non dualism was symbolized in a wooden plank they put leading from the dirt path, to the stream. Before, the stream came up to this dirt wall that dropped steeply off a few feet down to the stream. So it was like a cut off, either you fall a few feet off the path into the stream, or you are dry and on the dirt path. But the non dualists put a little ramp that led into the stream, I guess signifying that it wasn’t all black and white. It seemed so significant and wise. It also seemed dangerous to me at the same time. As if they didn’t judge it as wrong for someone to fall into the stream. Or if their ramp caused someone to slip. It also made me realize that there is no railing protecting people from falling in the stream there, and someone could get hurt. The image sticks out very clear in my mind. I guess in my waking life, it could relate to looking at the gray area of things, instead of all black and white. Instead of being all the way in the stream (all bad) , or all the way on land (all good), I could be somewhere on the ramp.

So then I woke up and recorded those. I felt like there was a whole nother round of dreams in there that I missed, but, my brain was too foggy. I wonder if choline will help “fix” this brain fog problem I get some nights. But maybe it is more of a belief system thing.

The next dreams I remembered started at <<personal info>>field. I saw that there were still plastic eggs all over the place from the Easter Egg hunt. There was one that looked like it had 3 segments, instead of two. And some smaller ones. I shook them and it seemed to have stuff in it. Candy, I guessed.

I worried that the grounds keepers would mow the lawns and break up all those plastic eggs into a million pieces. So I got my grabber to clean them up. This actually makes a lot of sense and I might go to the Arboretum soon to check into that.

While I was out on the field, I saw the grounds keeping guys out on the vehicles. It seemed like they were just about to mow. Then, <<personal info>>and some other people came over to where I was. <<personal info>>We walked somewhere, over some wooden walk ways, and to a steep grassy hill. It had been day time before, but now it was darker out. We were at a brick dorm building. There were some flashing green lights in there, like the people were partying. <<personal info>>also made appearances. They said that I shouldn’t go any closer because the flashing green lights indicated that the people in there were using P C P. I slid down the hill anyway and we all went inside.

It was a party being held by a small hockey team. Not the school’s main hockey team but more of an intramural team. I wasn’t allowed in but I don’t remember why. Maybe because I wouldn’t drink alcohol or because I wasn’t on the hockey team. I was talking to <<personal info>>outside, and on the phone, helping them talk to one of their friends. I tried to suggest that some people come back to the field with me, because it is sunny, and it will be much nicer. But they said they didn’t want to, because they can’t drink on the field. I was like, you don’t need to drink! Being at the Arboretum will feel better than drinking. I mentioned how I hadn’t drink alcohol in 5 years. Then, I felt bad, because I exaggerated. Really, its more like 4 years and 2 months. <<personal info>>It seemed I would be going back to the Arboretum alone. What does it mean? Maybe that my choice to live a healthier or “more conscious” life style has made me kind of isolated from a lot of people my age. I guess I felt left out. That was the feeling. A feeling of feeling left out. Or I felt like I had a lot to offer, but the people who I was trying to share with, weren’t interested. <<personal info>>might also have been there. I remember some people going up stairs to the party.

At the front of the house, some girls gave me a packet with a green cover. It was about joining the hockey team or contributing. One of the guy’s names was “Eguardo” or “Eduardo” but he looked like someone from High School whose name I forgot. It also showed the team’s cheer leaders on the pages. <<personal info>>Then I was at a desk, deciding whether to throw out the pamphlet, or just store it somewhere. The thing was, they told me I could only ever have one pamphlet. They will never give me another. So if I lose it, I have no chance of ever being part of their hockey club thing. Part of me was like, Charles, you will never join that hockey club thing. Just throw it out. Another part of me was like, Charles, just hang on to it. What if you want to join one day? Just stuff it in a drawer somewhere. I have that kind of indecisiveness with a lot of things. Also I guess it has to do with wondering if I should let go, and burn a bridge, or keep my options open. At the desk, I remember I had 2 pairs of khaki pants, one kind of darker than the other. And a pair of boxers. I was trying to hide them underneath a seat cushion.

On my way back to the field, the path seemed to have changed. The wooden bridges were different. I also flew again, but it seemed more like I slipped and fell, and ended up flying through the air. I was about to land on a wooden bridge, and I feared it would be slick, and cause me to slip off it into the river below, once I landed. Like earlier, flying didn’t make me realize it was a dream.

I forgot the rest of that. Something happened when I got back to the field, I think. It’s probably in my voice notes, just not off the top of my head.

I woke from those and recorded them. I had transitioned to sleeping on my diagonal front, which was really comfortable. I was able to drift back to sleep a few times which was great since I lost so much sleep recently.

In one dream, I dreamed that I was attempting FILD! I know it was a dream because my body was flipped over (head where my feet would have been). But I was doing the little finger things as I slipped into sleep, and then wondered, how are you supposed to do an Reality, Check when you’re not supposed to move too much? I think I experienced a dream starting but it freaked me out and I woke back up. But it was all a dream anyway L O L. During that part there was another dream I forgot due to brain fogginess and grogginess. Foggy and groggy!

My last dream was really funny. First I was dreaming about dream journaling all the night’s dreams so far. In the dream, I was drawing the pizzas that had appeared in previous dreams. Wait. There were pizzas in previous dreams? Yes. Rather than go back and add it, I will just say that there was a rectangle shaped pizza with a 2 x 3 grid of red circles on it. And a triangle pizza. And pictures of pizzas on the wall. And a little kid crying about something. But now, back to this dream.

I was drawing the pizza with a yellow highlighter and a red orange color too. <<personal info>>Then I dreamed that I was going to <<personal info>>At the meeting, I was thinking that if anyone tried to be my friend, I would push them away. I hadn’t been there in a while in waking life, so I thought people would look down on me. I sat on the edge of one of the benches, next to a woman and her child. The person in front of me also had a baby over her shoulder, and a picture of a face on the back of her coat or shirt. I figured this must be children’s mass, as I thought about the Sunday schedule. For some reason, I avoided looking at any children.

Here is the funny part. I sat there in the church, and thought to myself, wait, how did I get here? Maybe I’m dreaming. I had my thin black gloves on. I was just about to do a finger palm test, when I thought to myself, “You know, Charles, let’s not get carries away with reality checks. We’ve already done so many today, and so maybe we should cut back a little. This is clearly not a dream anyway.” L O L, can ya believe it? So I sat there, feeling kind of bored. Eventually I got up and walked out the back door of the church. I remember thinking that I should have just stood in the back since I only wanted to stay for a few minutes. I remember walking around the side of the church outside but I am not sure of the rest. Its on my voice recorder, just not off the top of my head.

I wonder why the dream had me dream of going to that church. I haven’t been there in a while in waking life. I think it simulated some of the feelings I would feel after going back after a long time of not showing up, such as feeling judged by others. <<personal info>>Well, that was all I remembered. I thought if I got back to sleep, I’d definitely get lucid, since I was almost lucid that last time. But, I didn’t get to sleep again.

Okay! So, some time has passed since I woke up. I got them all on my voice recorder, but I will still try to do a little write up.

<<Personal Info>>In the next part I was in the house at <<Personal Info>>I had my chair set up. There was some context I couldn’t remember, but my Dad was trying to set up a mattress and wrap the sheet thing around it. The sheet had 3 columns with Goku, Piccolo and Vegeta. I helped my Dad get the cover on the mattress. Then there was a scene of Piccolo being like 15 feet tall and scolding Vegeta, who was like 5 feet tall.

There were some other parts I forgot. Something with my Nana and Aunt C. My nana had bought me a belt. The belt was white with some blue parts. There was another brown belt attached to it with some brown sheathing. I was modifying it, and my Nana was getting on my case. I got mad at her for micro managing my use of her gift. I said you are doing that for your own benefit, not for me. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, but just understand, I want to use the belt my way, not your way, so get off my case. She sadly agreed.

Then I was fighting my Uncle <<Personal Info>>about something. As I argued with my Nana, he came and stood behind her. He was making a blow torch using a lighter and some alcohol. I guess he would sip the alcohol then blow a flame. Is that possible in waking life? Anyway, I told him he better stop threatening me. I didn’t know it was a dream. I had the default assumption it was waking life. So then he kept threatening me. I grabbed someone and used them as a shield. I forgot who it was. But they went limp and so I was using them as a weapon to hit my uncle with. My Uncle was hesitant to keep coming at me, due to not wanting to hurt that person. I felt like I had gained temporary control, but my Uncle would come back at me another place, another time.

Then it transitioned to this religious thing. Something about a male authority figure. I went around a curtain to get out of there because I felt my Uncle would return. <<Personal Info>>I thought I should join the group behind the curtain, since now I couldn’t go home. But then I moved on.

<<Personal Info>> was in the next room I got to. I was glad to see him and felt a sense of belonging. He was sitting with a woman and then some other people were sitting around this bench kind of thing, which looked on a theater. <<Personal Info>> and some others were smoking. I got mad at first, but because I was so lost, I held back on yelling at them. I realized the smell wasn’t coming near me, so I guess I would only retaliate if the smell got to me. <<Personal Info>>I think that was all I remembered of the dreams. I had some trouble getting back to sleep. By the time I saw a clock, it was already 4:51 A M. (Yes, I double checked the clock!) So that means I slept from like 9 P M all the way to 3 or 4 A M.

I wasn’t able to get back to sleep after that.

I want to note that yesterday April fourth I did 2 minutes of seated meditation 3 separate times. And biked and stretched before bed. I also listened to a few of my older dreams from a few weeks ago, and lots of other L D stuff. But the main new thing was trying 2 minute increments of meditation since even 5 or 10 seemed like too much.

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

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

Round 2:

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


Round 4:

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

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

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

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

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

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

Tonight, I slept from around 8 P M to 2 A M but then had insomnia until 4 or 5 A M. But then I slept another hour or two.

In the first dreams, there was something with a guy on a train, holding me prisoner. There was a part when I had a fillet of salmon, and it fell on the floor. I didn't want to waste it, so I tried skinning the part off that touched the floor. It was near a cafeteria line.

Then there was this part where I was at the food store. I had a job there. A customer rang up $7.33 worth of stuff (I remembered the number somehow!) and walked out. After a moment, I realized that he hadn't paid.

The store had big windows looking out to the front parking lot, so I could see the license plate of the car he went to. I read the number out loud and kept repeating it out loud to myself as I chased after him. I was yelling to other people, "Stop that car!" followed by the license plate number.

The store manager happened to be nearby in the parking lot and stopped the guy. He shook the guy's hand and started talking to him. He asked me,"Is that your husband?" I was like, "No, and I'm not gay, so I wouldn't have a husband." It really bugged me that the manager assumed I was gay. They kept telling me I was gay, and I said in as many ways as I could, "I'm straight. I like women." Etc. But it really bugged me. (I didn't know it was a dream.)

Then there was F Z from a meeting and an older man who said he was Bi sexual. F Z zipped his jacket. I was like this whole thing is weird. I don't have any problems with you all being gay, but I am not. There is nothing wrong with being gay, but I am not. That was what I was saying to them in the dream.

There were a lot of dreams up until the first time I woke up. Another was about time dilation. Like I experienced time dilation, "woke up" into a dream within a dream, and thought, "Oh, thats the time dilation they were talking about." Thinking I had woken up physically.

Okay, then I had the insomnia. I listened to some audio and eventually got back to sleep.

I dreamed a really vivid scene of seeing some autumn trees pass by out the front windshield of my Dad's van. I was like, wow, those reds and yellows and oranges won't be there forever. Better take a good look before they turn green. I had no idea it was a dream, and it was really Spring in waking life.

In that van, my sister was some how sleeping in the roof panel of the van. But it wasn't latched secure, so I was afraid the whole thing would collapse on me. I was in the back seat, like when I was a kid. I thought of latching it. At one point her leg slipped down and her foot landed on my chest.

I also remember being in my Aunt C's room and she had a coin collection. I was thinking if she would be mad if I took the quarters and used them as regular quarters. I was playing Pokemon T C G with my sister. It was a cool set of cards we had out. I had holographic fire, water (or ice) and maybe normal types. She had a normal type, but in the T C G that was dragon type, and it had an ice weakness. I didn't get to use my ice move in time and she defeated my Pokemon. I remember being kind of wowed at how cool the holograms were. Being in my Aunt C's room is probably the main dream sign that I didnd't notice. But it was funny because I also remember being surprised that my sister was visiting again, so soon. I remember having a sense that she was really here, not knowing it was a dream.

There was also this part with the "gratitude guy". He had this whole system he came up with for gratitude that seemed like a great idea. Some other people and myself were on board. I forgot some of the details because after the insomnia, I was waking up from these dreams so exhausted. In fact, I even fell asleep with my voice recorder running, in the middle of recording one dream!

I got the rest on the voice recorder though. That was just off the top of my head.