non-lucid

Well the past few days I have had no recall whatsoever, and didn't feel like doing check in entries for one reason or another. It's nice to get going again with a short lucid.

The first dream (nonlucid) had to do with some kind of demonic nuclear device going off very near to me. I was able to generate some kind of invisible lead shield as the blast passed over me. When it cleared (not caring about radiation) I began looking for other survivors.

I found my friend A who was in his alien persona. He was hurt pretty bad and I had to bandage his wound with my shirt. He was bleeding blue glowing blood.

The nuke went off outside the library on my college campus. I remember seeing the flames having skulls and hands reaching out to grab me inside of them.

The dream repeated at least once.

-wbtb-

I can't remember what I dreamed of prior, but I was driving around in the car quite a lot. I became lucid when I pulled over into this gas station/grocery store type thing to ask for directions. I saw Morgan Freeman in there and that made me reality check and become lucid.

I then realized that I was still shirtless from the last dream. I think one of the DCs in the store pointed that out to me. There was a large mirror leaned against the wall. It was not a pretty sight. For some reason I had a huge round hairy stomach. I thought it was kind of funny and held it and jiggled it around to see how it felt.

I then decided it was better to change back into my normal self. I closed my eyes and opened them telling myself I would be back to normal. I had the body of a chubbier female now. Oops. That's my transgendered side talking again. I played around with that body for a few moments as well.

I decided to try one more time. I focused on changing into either my dream self or my waking life self. What I got was an anime version of dawn, only shorter, with my normal body proportions. Okay, I'll take what I can get.

I then had another question. What would happen if I were to do a flip in a dream. I sort of knew that It would probably just end up destabilizing the dream. So I tried one. Yep super destabilized. For some reason, I felt like I was injured or weakened after doing that. I couldn't get up.

I tried to re-stabilize the dream. I remember reaching with my right hand onto one of the shelves in the store and feeling for whatever item was there that I could use to stabilize. I couldn't see it, the whole dream had gone white, but I could tell it was a clay pot with soil in it, but no plant.

I lost the dream and FA'd. The following dream was more like hypnoponic imagery though, just some flashes of my Taekwondo class.

I was on my college campus with S. We had to get across campus in [some short amount of time] to get to class. I was telling S we should hurry up and run but he said that it didn't matter because he was friends with the professor and he could borrow his car.

We got in his car, a red suburban and S started driving like a madman. He drove into a lake in the middle of campus (not there IWL) and crossed it. At one point the car went completely underwater and I told him that doing this was not a good idea because he could flood the engine.

When we got out of the water on the other side, we were in a natural area and everything had gotten wet. The inside of the car had filled about a foot of water and we had to open the doors to let it all out.

We tried to dry it out with a hair drier but S said that he had gotten the car water damaged and didn't have enough money to pay back his professor, and he had to turn to thievery.

"So I'm starting a thief crew. They're going to be called the blue shadows. Will you join?"

"Only if you let me get in really good shape first. I want to be able to outrun the cops."

"What if we were able to join the [some group]?"

"I think they only allow in very special members with special powers or something. But they are a really good thief group and there are hundreds of them. And their record is flawless..."

I became semi lucid and started to fly above the natural area. The sky was all of these pretty colors, oranges, reds and purples and there were two suns.

-WBTB-

I was in my college dorm. This somehow connected back to the last dream. There were these big spiders walking randomly around the room carrying all of our soap and toiletries. I thought about just mushing them and taking our stuff. But I decided to look them up first.

I saw on Youtube that they were a part of some advertising campaign by a soap company that says if your soap cant kill this spider, then it can't kill germs either. So they unleashed these trained spiders in people's rooms who didn't use their soap.

I then saw something in the related videos. It was Dawn, he had uploaded a video. I clicked on it to see what it was about.

It was Vlog and he was talking about lucid dreaming or something. He was sitting in this blue painted room with a window on the right hand side, and he was talking about lucid dreaming. .

I remember he was wearing a tye-dye shirt and Manei's headband. His voice sounded like a receejones87 video. I can't remember exactly what he was talking about, I think it was WILD.

The thing that I remember the most though was his video's view counter:

Views: 13 Million Zillion

The dream carried on into some sort of arcade setting, but I have no recollection of what happened there. I think it had something to do with some kind of virtual reality Minecraft. I think Dawn was still there.

I was inside a movie- actually I think it was a TV show like the walking dead this time around. I was the main protagonist of the show and it was supposed to be about a zombie apocalypse. There were also dream signs galore in this dream.

There was some aspect to the TV show where I, as the main character was allowed to do whatever I wanted, and the writers would change the scene to follow suit, so it was all my decisions and I could act as whatever character that I wanted.

In some sense, it was like partial lucidity. I knew that the entire story was pretend.

It started off with me being out in some remote location, out in the mountains. It was foggy and everything had this bluish tint to it. There was some kind of spiritual exchange meeting going on here where all of these people would come and meditate together and exchange spiritual items.

I remember speaking with some old woman shopkeeper who was selling crystals, bracelets, dream catchers, stuff like that. I asked her how much it was for this necklace with this bluish-green hexagon crystal from it on a gold mount. She said it was $40 (or some other rather reasonable price.)

I pulled out my wallet and paid her. She handed it over and I put it around my neck. She got a little confused saying that the necklace was for girls. I told her that I didn't care; I liked the look of it and walked off.

It was getting dark and I had to head back home. I started to head down a trail that led me into a field with some small shrubs. It was a rather wide trail. I think it was a road, in fact. It had the two treads as if people had driven cars down it.

I heard the sky start to rumble as if a thunderstorm was rolling in. I got the 'evil presence is coming' feeling and figured I should head back to the spiritual people meeting place. I ran back. At one point, lightning nearly struck me. I was afraid to go up on the mountain where there were no trees and I might get struck. I looked out of the edge of the forest at the ridge and saw that nobody was there. There was no way those people with all of those tables and tents could have cleared out that fast!

I started running back down into the valley, hoping to find a cave or fallen tree I could use to shelter from the storm. Rain began to fall and a gale-force wind picked up. Branches started to rip off of trees. The storm was really intense, and the dream faded out.

...

It was a few days later. I was in a city now, but the city had been decimated by the plauge/zombies. (I can't remember if the virus that was in the story was simply killing people or turning them into zombies.)

I remember seeing this black guy. He was the first human I had seen since the spiritual gathering on the mountain. He was wearing a mountain climbing outfit and had a backpack. It looked like he might have a lot of supplies to help survive the apocalypse. I tried to get his attention but he purposefully ignored me.

I walked up close to him. He pulled out a crowbar and attacked me. The two of us started fighting. He tried to hit me with a piece of broken window, but I broke it in his hand. I decided I would win this fight. He was bigger than me by a lot, but he had a big backpack on that was weighing him down and making him slow. That was my advantage.

I jumped into the air and kicked him in the stomach. I tried to talk to him, but he insisted on remaining a mute. I kicked him agian. We were fighting inside a half-destroyed bar now and he landed face first on the bar. I then axe kicked him in the head. This killed him or at least put him unconscious. I then started looting his backpack taking all of his food, his gun (he had a pistol) and his clothes.

...

The dream somehow cut to the space station. There were two scientists. (One male, one female.) The female scientist said that a sample of the virus had gotten on the station, but she contained it and was analyzing it in her computer.

The computer had this really cool graphic of the molecular structures at play and it showed a diagram of the pathogen in three dimensions.

"The virus stems from the eurithromycin strain, the same virus that we use to produce all of the worlds antibiotics, so we can't kill it with vaccination. However..."

She typed on the computer and began zooming in on the inside of the virus.

"The virus has triple helix DNA. My research shows that our experimental nanorobots, that were ineffective in combating other viruses, may be as much as six times more effective on this strain because they are better able to identify the triple helix DNA!"

The computer graphic showed the Nanorobots attacking the virus and killing it.

"I have ordered the space staton's nano-robot factory to produce as many robots as possible. I need to test them first to see what ones are the most effective, but when we are done-"

"We load them into the return vehicles and send them on suicide trajectories. They will burn up in the high atmosphere and distribute the nanorobots all over the planet, killing the virus and returning all of the people to normal!"

"Exactly. But just one problem. We'll be stranded here. The space program is closed. Too many people died and they won't be able to come up and get us."

...

"ALERT! VIRUS DETECTED! SPACE STATION SECTION 4 COMPRIMISED!"

The male and female scientist woke up. The viruses formed together in the air and made this flower shaped monster with tentacles. The nano-robots on the station all formed together into metal arms and started fighting with it. For some reason they started throwing plant pots at each other and dirt and broken ceramic bits were floating around the station. The male scientist closed off that module.

They said that they wouldn't be able to access the return vehicles if the giant virus won the fight and took over that module. The fight would take really long time because the virus and the nanobots would kill each other a few at a time.

I woke up. I did some autosuggestion notebook, but didn't really write anything meaningful. For some reason I was tired enough to want to not do autosuggestion, but not tired enough that it took me long enough to count to nearly 300 to get back to sleep.

-WBTB-

The second dream was really dry and had to do with a lot of family/personal issues. It dragged on for quite a while. Skip everything until the very end.

The dream ended when my dad was yelling at me and he elbowed my computer on 'accident' and the screen cracked. I started yelling at him and telling him he had to buy me a new one now. He then disappeared from the dream.

I became so frustrated with my family and decided that I was going for a walk to get some space. I started to put my shoes on when I realized that before our argument I was trying to WBTB and this fight must be a dream. I moved my leg to stand up, but moved my WL leg and woke myself up.

-WBTB-

There were four combat robots that had survived a massive war with an enemy army. The robots were controlled by a core computer in orbit, but since the core computer only had to control the four of them, they were really intelligent.

Before the battle even died down, they hid in a downed spaceship where they found some books. They were still getting used to their new intelligence. They found a science fiction book by Isacc Asimov and decided it would be a holy text. They were reading it out loud hoping that it would save them from the enemy team that had won the war.

For some reason I remember being one of the four robots at a point in the story where there were some enemy soliders just outside the spaceship. I was scared that there was going to be jump scare where they would come out and kill some of us.

The robots just sat in the downed spaceship and read books to kill time. (Because you know every spaceship should have a library on it.) They took an oath of nonviolence and disengaged their weapon systems. After awhile, they ran out of literature, but they discovered that they could order books through this teleporter system, but they could only order 10 books a week since the teleporter used a lot of power.

They decided to start reading hentai mangas because they wanted to become more human, and they wanted to understand what it was like to be human and to be attracted to someone. One of the robots was afraid it would corrupt them but he got outvoted by the other three.

The night before last I had no recall whatsoever. There is some stress involved in my life rite now since I've been really busy, but it shouldn't be to the point of impacting me this badly. It's been frustrating these last two nights since what little time I've had to myself has been committed to lucid dreaming practice and that has been utterly fruitless.

This morning I preformed two WBTBs.

I recalled nothing when I woke up from this session.

-5:50am WBTB- (Hahaha! Perfect 90-minute sleep cycle there.)

I had some vauge fragments after falling back to sleep. Should have wrote them down...

-7:20 WBTB-

Something to do with this police lineup. The police had rounded up all of these people in the central park of a major city. I think some of the police were the robots from the movie Chappie. They had rounded up all of these people into a big crowd and were trying to return them to their families.

At some point I was one of the robots and I was helping to capture the people by chasing them through the park and shooting them with taser bullets.

Two of the police robots approached me. They said that they wanted to return Manei to me. They made this random girl step forward who looked nothing like her at all. I became semi-lucid.

She wasn't wearing any top, only pants, and was extremely skinny. She had a dark blue tattoo pattern all over the left side of her body and had dark green eyes and shoulder-length black hair. I tried to explain that this wasn't Manei. The girl was saying that she had never seen me before either, but the police were convinced that we were a dreamer-guide pair.

...

I was one of the robots again. I was at the hardware store trying to buy supplies so that I could repair myself.

There was some non lucid and semi lucid stuff before my last WBTB, but I can't remember it. I remember it had something to do with this recreational center that had an ice skating rink in it.

-WBTB-

There was a man who had a small toddler with him in a store, akin to a Walmart or Target or something. He was abusive and got angry with his son of about three years old. Apparently, the store sold toilets on this big multi-teired display and he got so mad with his son that he flushed him down one of the toilets.

His mom started panicking, but the abusive man kept pushing her away. He then said he was going to 'teach the kid a lesson' and grabbed an absurdly large tube of toothpaste off of the shelf and squeezed it into the toilet to 'drown' him.

The mom told me to go and get security. I ran to the front of the store where there a couple of security officers. One was really tall and skinny and the other was short and fat. It told them about what was going on, and they said that since this man might be dangerous they wanted me to be armed. They handed me two over sized nerf guns. One was a huge nerf missile launcher and the other was a giant machine gun.

We went running back to the scene where the man was still squeezing toothpaste down the toilet. One of the guards grabbed him and the other picked up the toilet and smashed it open. The kid inside was fine, but he was covered in toothpaste.

The dream carried on for another minute and I carried around the giant nerf guns. I wondered if I was allowed to keep them.

...

I was driving down the expressway, or at least felt like it. I looked down to see that I was not in a car. I didn't even have a body. I was just a floating viewpoint moving down the road like a car would.

Somehow or other I was able to nose pinch and recognize that this was a dream.

The expressway had lights and weird interchanges in it, all of these traffic signals and junctures that didn't really make sense. I remember seeing traffic lights that turned weird colors like purple and white and wondering what they meant.

I then honed in on the cars that were driving around me. They were really detailed. The expressway changed to more of a suburban road with big trees. I saw that the cars were really detailed. I could even see the reflections on the gloss of the car of the trees and the sun.

I began thinking at a very high level of lucidity about how this was all imagery created by my brain, and it had such impressive quality. I knew I had to get to trying to shared dream with DawnEye11, but right then.

Then my mom came into my room and started yelling since I was going to be late for my Saturday morning taekwondo class. I really need to start trying to WBTB at college more. I don't have to worry about this crap.

I found myself semi-lucid around my own house. I can remember flying around. I was fighting this fat DC who looked like Gluttony from Fullmetal Alchemist. I remember I was trying to mimic alchemy and convert the atoms in the ground into weapons, blades and rock pillars that would attack him.

At one point, I made a giant cannonball and covered it in spikes. This seemed to kill him. I think he vanished, and I realized that I was fighting. Then my alchemy powers stopped working but I was still able to fly around. I thought about flying to space, I saw the moon in the daytime sky and thought about going there. I remember thinking about how there was an old shared dreaming group who had a building there. I thought that I was supposed to be meeting with her (Dawneye11) in the shared dream there.

Just then the moon exploded. Bits of the moon flew outward, but the core of the moon remained, and became a black hole. Then, a gravity wave came out, first hitting the pieces of the moon and pulling them back in. It then hit the earth.

It felt like a really strong wind was pulling me toward the moon black hole. Houses and trees were pulled up and sucked in. I thought that I should try to escape the black hole. If I can't NBD, it's a lucid dream, and I'll see where it takes me.

I started flying away, but I wasn't going nearly fast enough and I was getting sucked in. I tried to go faster and managed to stop myself relative to the black hole. at one moment, however, I must have twitched my arm too fast because I woke up and moved my arm IWL.


-WBTB-

I was in my old high school with Manei. However, I was for some reason a ghost. (You know how for Halloween there is always that one person who goes as a bed-sheet ghost. Well, I was that ghost, but I wasn't a costume, I was just a bed-sheet.)

I remember at one point (though not very clearly) I was able to phase through walls. Manei was very impressed.

At some point, my ghostly bedhseet was replaced with a Victorian dress.

At the end of the dream there was this big wall of questions. It was something that my high school was doing in the dream. I remember reading one of the questions that somebody else had posted.

"Why do dentists write on our teeth with a dark blue crayon? Wouldn't dark green be on a better wavelength?

While I'm at it, how many dark blue crayons do they take away from small children who need them, after all it has been scientifically proven that little kids like the dark blue crayons?"

I looked through most of the other questions on the wall. Most of them were long and complex like that one, but I didn't bother to read all of them.

Manei said that she wanted to put a question on the wall. There was a bin of cards. She used some kind of power on it and it began rapidly cycling through a large number of words and phrases until it landed on one single word.

'why'

She posted that up in the middle of the wall.

"Why is a beautiful word because you can always ask 'why' something is the way it is. Sometimes you will arrive at an answer, and others you will not. But you can always keep asking questions. Why does this school exist? Why do I exist?"

"Why does this dream carry on even though the core message has already been conveyed?"

"Exactly."

I went back into semi-lucidity and we sat down in the back of the class that was sitting in the gym. One of the teachers was giving a presentation, but I paid no mind to what he/she was saying. I decided that this would be an opportunity to try blobularwindmils dare of drawing something and making it come to life. But somehow I remembered the dare wrong and thought that I was to draw something that was already alive.

I was looking at Manei trying to figure out how to start drawing her face. She looked over at me and gave me this big goofy smile. I told her to hold that pose for a moment. I lost the dream and woke up.

-WBTB-

Some weird nonlucid bits. I was a member of this tribe who live in a wasteland. I was looking out over our village that we were building. The dream was strangely very clear here.

I remember we were living in a sand gully. There were these huge gray mushroom structures all around. They were miles tall and clouds wrapped around their bases. It was a strange, alien world. I was considering starting a farm/garden to grow food for our people and had found a nice area of land next to the village.

Just then, like magic, the leader of our villiage approached me and asked me to do just that, start a farm and grow food for everyone. I told him I would get right on it.

...

The dream somehow gave way to a dream about this Star Wars game where you would create a team of Jedi with different skills and weaknesses and they would battle one another or other opponents.

In the game they were chasing this big cyborg guy through this space station.

...

I found myself fully lucid once more in the living room at my aunt and uncle's house. Manei was there in one of the chairs. She said something to me that I couldn't make out, like she was mumbling or something. I kept moving closer and ask her to repeat herself.

By the fourth or fifth time, I was practically leaning in her face. She had her headband on. Also, for some reason her hair was really shiny. Overall the experience of seeing her was vivd. (Much more than it had been in the last dream.) She just looked like a completely real person.

"I want to hear you call me 'Kitten'"

*tries not to laugh* "Okay, whatever you say, Kitten..."

"And your nickname can be Jaylen!"

"Why 'Jaylen'?"

"I don't hear you coming up with a better one."

"Why not 'Jade', like my Dreamviews profile name?"

*giggles* "Okay."

She then decided to give me a hug. I hugged her back and the dream blurred out and I woke up.

-WBTB-

Spoiler for Carry on at your own risk:

The fourth dream consisted of le sexytime. The clarity and sensation were terrible, and I can't remember much of anything.

I false awoke in a giant puddle of blood on my front lawn. I was naked, and I wondered were all the blood was coming from. Turns out my *ahem* manhood had been removed. I wasn't in any pain and I didn't really seem to care though.

I went inside and told my mom that this is why you shouldn't get sexy with dream characters.

I'm starting to get over my illness. My recall really stepped it up.

Campus Emergency

Something weird was happening. For one reason or another, every building on the college campus was closing up. It was nighttime and I was outside. I think it was because of a gas leak or somebody had an infectious disease and they needed to quarantine off the campus.

...or something.

I remember that I met up with this girl who felt familiar. I had the vague inkling that this was a dream but that I knew the girl IWL. (I have never seen the girl before in my life). She was really short and kind of chubby with long black hair.

She wanted my help going back to her dorm or my dorm or something. (First dream of the night, cut me some slack, I don't remember the plot or flow of events particularly well.) I remember going to one of the dorm buildings and having it replaced with a concrete frame of the building. We were able to navigate the stairs but there were no windows or doors or carpets or anything. I think it might have been the dorm building that I am normally living in, but then replaced with another dorm building, the one that the girl was living in.

She said that she was hungry. I told her we would find a food place. We walked around the campus, that was in a complete disarray and not arranged in any way like it was IWL. There were emergency vehicles everywhere and personnel were asking students to please remain calm. I couldn't see any fire or any sort of disaster. All of the food places on campus were closed too.

She had family/friends involved in whatever invisible campus emergency was going on, and asked if she could hold my hand at one point.

The only things that I had on me were my phone, keys and wallet. (IWL, I generally carry snacks around campus in my backpack.) I figured that since there was a big emergency, (I remember hearing in the dream that classes were going to be cancelled for awhile.)

I eventually decided that the only thing to do was to take her to my parents house. The two of us started talking and we were walking to my car. She pointed out the moon to me.

The moon was full and had 'Deal With It' sunglasses on...



Two-Path Beach Dream

I was going to the beach with my family. My grandparents were there and they were nagging me about not putting on sunscreen. I for some reason (even though I was nonlucid or only had a vague inkling that I was dreaming) said to them that it was okay that I wasn't wearing sunscreen since I was lucid dreaming, and they accepted that.

There was something to do with this guy who flew a model airplane that was the size of a real airplane and it also hit members of our family. He got in big trouble and they decided to punish him by taking him to this little sand island that was about five hundred feet offshore and making him have a time-out there.

I remember digging a hole in the sand with my hands at one point. The sand at this beach was very clay-like and mold-able. (The kind that my inner child knew that was perfect for making sand castles). I remember thinking to myself that playing in the sand is sort of a kids thing and that I should stop, but my weird semi-lucid state said that it was okay because it would be over soon and I should enjoy it while it lasts.

Path #1.

The dream took a dark turn. The sky was dark grey and white at the horizon and there were multiple suns on the horizon. They went upwards in a vertical line to about 45 degrees decreasing in size and brightness as they went up. The ground was made of an odd mirror like subsistence.

I was told that I was going to be trapped in the dream and going on a journey with a few other people. We were going to be trapped there for a very long time and needed a food supply. The only food we had was a huge glass box full of chocolate chips.

I suddenly began to feel every sick to my stomach and felt as if I had only eaten chocolate for a long time and desperately craved something else, and became semi-awake or something.

Path #2

I was on the beach still. Manei was there sleeping on a beach towel. She got up off of it and started talking to me. For some reason I was really drawn to the pattern on her beach towel.



I got teleported to my grandparent's house. I was sitting on the swing in the backyard. I felt like I was a little kid again. Manei manifested said something about wishing that I had more than one dream guide, and so she decided to split herself. She said that since she was 19, each new guide would be half her age.

She disappeared and two younger versions of her appeared side by side. One of them said that she was 9 and the other was 10. The older one was ever so slightly taller. The younger one said that this was her older sister.

9:"How much older than me are you?"

10:"One year?"

9:"I though it was more like a million bazillion years!"

Me "oh, god, please no! I hate it when there's twins and you can't tell them apart!"

The two twins disappeared and then Manei reappeared. She explained that she couldn't split her age into fractions and make two 9 and 1/2 year old twins since you can't divide whole numbers. She said that splitting herself was no fun since she didn't know how to do it properly and would just wind up with duplicates of herself.

I lost the dream.

One Manei is more than enough for me, thank you!


Clockwork by Rodely Radrick

I was reading a novel (but it was animated in the style of a Disney movie.) It was called 'Clockwork' by an author named Rodely Radrick. I know that I was semi lucid in this dream as well because I remember that I was trying to remember things about it so that I could write about them.

The story was pretty short. Alien ships would swoop down attacked and bombed world with plasma bombs. I remember seeing the attack, they cut down a city with a slow moving ship just cutting the city down like a lawnmower going back and fourth.

Only one boy survived since he hid in a cave. He for some reason had a clock in his face. His nose was the middle of the clock and clock hands would go around his face. He had roman numerals tattooed on his face.

When he found out he was the last boy on earth he became really greedy and began stealing all of the most valuable objects on the planet. He eventually made friends with a black and white cat in a ninja/theif outfit that could talk and acted as a mother figure and a robot spider with a ray cannon that caused plants to grow. (This Rodely Radrick guy was either really creative or a stoner.)

One day, the main character found a little game-boy type device and started playing a game on it. The game was like a more cartoony version of Halo. You played as these gray space marine cyborgs with rifles fighting alien brain monsters. Supposedly these were the aliens that had actually attacked earth in the story.

He was really good at the game. I remember him being on this planet where the sky was green and there were all of these stars. The surface of the planet was quicksand that rose and fell in waves, but there were purple rocks that the space cyborgs could jump on.

Upon beating the game, he learned the truth. The governments had made a pact with the aliens to preform a social experiment on humankind, and the richest people fled onto the dark side of the moon and lived with the aliens. The aliens wanted to judge human society by killing everyone and seeing, if left alone, what a lone human would do.

The war between the humans and the aliens had actually happened on a far away planet two decades ago. The humans used robots to fight so that they wouldn't have to cover up casualties. The game that the boy played was based off the real war between the humans and the brain monster aliens.

The main character then realized that he had to return all of the stuff he had taken or do something good with it to prove the aliens and government that he was good. But the clock hands on his face started spinning really fast and distracted him.

It cut back to the game that he started playing again. This made the clock hands stop spinning. I remember looking at the green sky with all the stars and thinking it looked familiar. I lost the dream and woke up.

Bedtime: 12:00 (Got in bed at 10:00, wrote in my waking journal for 2 hours. I had a lot to talk about.) I'm also a little bit sick.

I had a long nonlucid dream. I have no memory of what it was about.

WBTB

I had a terrarium where my drawing board is in my room. In it were three magic gerbils. One was pink, one was indigo-ish blue and one was bluish green. They could talk in these high squeaky voices and were as intelligent as any human. They had this little symbol on their side. They kind of reminded me of the likes of My Little Pony or Care Bears or something.

And while having these guys around, at first glance sounds girly and stupid, they were actually pretty handy to have around. They granted me special powers, and were actually pretty reliable friends.

I was in the kitchen having breakfast. Since the gerbils were magic and intelligent they could come out of their cage and I could rely on them to run away or something. They would regularly come outside the cage whenever I wasn't sleeping. A government agent jumped out and grabbed me from behind. Another one grabbed the three gerbils and put them into a cage. He started to carry them off.

"Help us, Jade!"

The government agent was trying to hold me still while they took the gerbils away. I tried to elbow him but it didn't do much. He just adjusted his grip and held that arm so that I couldn't move it.

I then thought about martial arts movies and how sometimes they can kick the bad guy over your shoulder if you kick really high. I decided to try that move even though IWL I can't do it. It worked and I knocked the guy out. I ran outside and saw the guy carrying the gerbils, in a cage to the car. I ran up behind him and kicked him in the back. He dropped the glass cage, that broke and the gerbils ran out.

I forgot that they wouldn't run away, and tried to scoop them up with a cup that I found in the garage. Another government agent showed up and tried to grab me. I dropped the cup in surprise and it broke. The gerbils run out.

"Don't worry about us! Stop them!"

The three ran off as a group and went into a hole in the outside of the house. I moved into the uppercut agent. He had a Taser and tried to shock me. I ducked under his arm and elbowed him in the back. He fell over and hit his head on the hood of my mom's car.

I then saw a fancy old white car pull up and a really old man with a top hat got out. As he got out, I was trying to figure out what this situation was, and remembered that just a few minutes ago, I was trying to WBTB. I became fully lucid. I knew that he was the leader of the government agents and I was going to have to fight him.

I started to walk toward him. He started to walk toward me and took of his jacket to reveal very muscular looking arms.

"Mr. Free, come to finish this once and for all, have you?" (wat?)

We kept walking right into close range. He gave a telegraphed punch. I swept into the ground dodging him and picked up a piece of ice off the sidewalk. When He turned around, I threw it in his face.

"Augh!"

He tried to kick at me in close range. I stepped back. He threw another kick, roundhouse this time. I ducked under it and kept moving back. I then jumped back, but before hitting the ground, boosted myself forward with my flying technique and kicked him with both legs. He tried to block but staggered back almost to his fancy white car. I moved in and kicked him in the solar plexus.

I woke up and my right leg was straight up to the ceiling. I guess my Taekwondo classes don't mesh perfectly with lucid dreaming after all.

And the reason that I say this was a mini WBTB was that the last time I looked at the clock was 7:33, and it was now 7:42. Meanting that the whole dream took less than 10 minutes.

I really think that pairing WBTB with MILD is the way to go from here. I've had so much success in such a short time-frame.

I was having a half birthday party at my house. It didn't seem like a lot of people had showed up though. My grandparents and my friend S were there. Then Manei showed up as a little girl, about 8-ish maybe.

She wanted me to give me her present now. I think I became partially lucid. It was a book that she had made. It looked like it had been made with computer paper and tied together with string. The whole thing was drawn with crayon.

The title was 'Light Green Paint'. This was a reference to the title of my own autobiography (still a WIP). The reason it was titled such was because at one point during writing my autobiography, I had made a joke about how the watercolor paint trays in elementary school art class never had any yellow since it was always tainted with green. So I said that there was green and there was light green. I thought it was absolutely hilarious when I first made the joke, but now it just makes me chuckle. I decided it would make a good title for the story.

It was supposed to be a book of our travels together. If I remember the first page was my first lucid dream where we met. I looked through it quickly to see what was in it. Some of the pages were actually references to other lucid dreams that I had in the past.

Though for some reason the one that stuck with me was not even a dream that I remember having. We were in a workshop where some guy made Russian nesting dolls. I began to get a false memory, and I identified it as a false memory, causing me to become even more lucid.

She was talking about how I was sometimes too introverted and didn't really tend to care about others, but that might be a good thing because there were a lot of mean people in the world. The dream phased into the workshop of the guy who made the nesting dolls, but she still had the book with her and was showing me other drawings from it. Despite being done in crayon, they were pretty well put-together drawings.

I was still looking through it excited to see what else she had done. Most of the things in the book were things that I don't even remember doing in LDs.

I lost the dream.

I was on a beach. There was a cement breakwater out to sea. It was very cold and snowing a little bit as well as overcast.

There was a film crew here, and I was playing a role in a movie. It was being directed by my old Spanish teacher from middle school. Supposedly this had something to do with making sure that every scene was filmed twice. Once in English and once in Spanish.

DawnEye11 was there. She looked sort of like the drawing she sent me, with a purple dress and a ponytail on one side. I don't think any of her guides were there though. We had a scene together where we were supposed to talk about [something, I think it was related to lucid dreaming]. I remember I kept on thinking she was Manei for some reason and kept asking her if she was Manei. She kept on saying no.

We were helping one another out in some way other than just talking. I think I had to talk with her father or something since she was scared to talk to him because he was mad. I don't remember if he was actually mad or it was just a part of the movie.

I then realized that if I was looking for Manei than I must be dreaming. I became lucid right around the time we finished filming the scene. DawnEye11 thanked me for being in the scene of the movie. As it turned out she was the one who had written it as an autobiographical story of how she became a lucid dreamer.

The film crew started to pack up and leave. Manei then came out of the water in a swimsuit. (WTFudge why are you in a swimsuit it's snowing) She started talking dirty and I told her I was in no mood for that, and I wanted to learn how to stabilize my dreams better. I lost the dream and woke up.

I feel like there was so much more to the part about Dawneye11 in this dream. I can't remember it though.

WBTB

I got some semi lucid dream. Me, S and his brother were at a big boy restaurant. S had this giant platter of sandwiches and was eating from it. We started talking about how our cartoon characters often have color motifs. We were trying to match up characters who had similar motifs.

We got into a discussion about two of our characters and what would happen if they got into a fight. One you might be familiar with, Raiah who is one of my characters. We'll just call the character that S was talking about L, since he uses the name of a real person.

Raiah and L are both Cyborgs. They both rely on heavy weaponry and what not. The fight started to manifest in the dream. They were in this large room made up of dark grey panels, like an aperture science test chamber was what it made me think of. It was dimly lit.

The two started fighting in hand to hand combat. L started flying around the room using his tether and Raiah was flying around firing on him with dual pistols. The dream faded into a waking daydream that carried on for another minute as I woke up.

This WBTB chain was courtesy of OkmAR on the chat. He explained to me that counting is key in WBTB. Hopefully this isn't a one-off and I can repeat this in the future.

I was flying some kind of small aircraft or hovercraft down a highway in a populated area. I was trying to get into space and also keep track of how much fuel that I had left. (I had quite a lot.) I needed to get into space and rendezvous with a space station.

I became lucid and jumped off the vehicle and started flying. I remember cars on the highway started beeping and swerving when the drivers saw me. A couple of guys actually got into an accident.

I flew under a couple of overpass bridges, then decided to carry on with the original plot of the dream, to go to space. I pulled up. As I pulled up, I could see where the highway ran off into the countryside. There were farmlands, houses, roads, barns. There also seemed to be an over-abundance of these large trees with yellowish-green leaves on them.

The sky, though mostly cloudy and hazy, had a nice spectrum of color too it, and looked very clear and realistic.

I then realized that I wasn't going up anymore. I was about halfway between the cloud layer and the ground. One of the things that I was thinking about as I flew was how its supposed to get colder as you go up. I did notice a chilly breeze at this altitude that seemed to be knocking me around in different directions.

I tried pushing higher, but for some reason, I couldn't fly much higher than the halfway point between the clouds and the sky. I decided that instead, I would interact with some dream characters.

I came to the ground outside one of the farm houses. It was a modern looking flat. There was a large zen-garden area out to one side of the house, but it looked as though it were dying. The flat looked a little bit worn-down too.

There were a man and woman, probably in their 30's getting ready to leave to go live with their parents. (I don't know how I knew this, but I did.) I touched down by the front door in the dying garden, where the woman was.

"Hey, is Manei around?" Expecting her to reply with something like 'she's inside'.

"No, sorry, she isn't."

"Oh okay." The woman started carrying a duffel to the truck that her husband was waiting in.

"What happened to your garden?"

"White Spore. Fungal infection." I observed all of the plants and saw that the ones that were dying were covered in a fine white powder substance.

"Oh. Sorry to hear that. I hope your garden is better soon."

I get down on one knee and put my hand on the ground. I close my eyes and said something or other, a dream control phrase that intended to fix the woman's garden. When I opened my eyes, it looked like all of the plants were healthy and some new ones were added as well.

I started to become nonlucid here. The woman was very happy that her garden was fixed, and now she could invite all of my friends over. I can remember the scene actually changed to an inside area made out of brown cobblestones and having a large glass dome on top. There was a circular moat pool around the garden that had remained the same. I looked in the pool and saw all of these strange aquatic animals.

The woman was talking with her friend about the animals she chose to put into the pool.

"So what do you want for your medium sized animals?"

Spoiler for I'll censor this line just in case...:

"I want all of my medium-sized animals to be men with balls."

At one point this giant Manatee came out of the water and started dancing behind me like some kind of joke. Everyone thought it was really funny because he would dance behind me and they thought that I wasn't noticing. Every time I tried to move, he would follow me. I was more confused as to anything else.

Then my cousins and my uncle showed up to go swimming with the sea creatures in the moat pool. He took of his shirt and he had this weird plastic grate in his stomach that made it look like he had a 6-pack abs. He was bragging to everyone that he had the best abs.

The Dancing Manatee accidentally kicked me in the back during one of his dance moves. (I know Matinees have flippers, but this one had arms and feet, and little black claws in his feet.) I had a little puncture wound in the back of each leg that was bleeding where the claw went in. The woman who owned the garden apologized and shamed the Manatee as if he were a small child. He started crying. She then went to get me a bandage.



WBTB

I was at my mom's work. I was watching TV and eating ice cream out of the tub.

...

I was moving around the work when I noticed that I had some dry/dead skin on one of my hands, about the size of a fifty cent piece. It was between my thumb and index finger on my right hand. I started to peel it off. It was hard like rock and when I tried to peel it off, I saw there was no new skin underneath it, and it started bleeding.



Wait a second, can't I head this since I'm dreaming.

...

I'm not dreaming, am I? I am!

I tried wiping my left hand over the dead skin patch and I told myself that it would be gone. It was completely gone. Bonus, I was lucid dreaming.

I wanted to stabilize. I looked at my hands to get a better picture of them. I seemed to have the correct number of fingers on both hands. I tried to do the 'push finger through palm' RC but it didn't work. My hands in dreams, are sadly, very normal.

"Heighten Lucididty!"

I looked around. I could tell I was no longer in my mom's workplace. I was in what felt like my old middle school. I figured I should make my way outside. I tried to fly, but it failed, and I ended up falling down one of the stairwells.

I remember falling flat on my butt when I tried to fly that time.

I then saw somebody had left a silver travel mug on the stairs. I went up to it and felt it. It was warm. I looked inside and saw it was full of tea. I looked at the label on the end of the teabag.

'Lucidi-Tea Company'

That pun hurt my soul.

I looked up and saw that the doors at the bottom of the stairway were closed. But they had two little windows. I saw Manei walk by, look at me through one of the windows and walk on.

I lost the dream and woke up.

WBTB

I think the first dream was sort of repeating. I was again flying some kind of aircraft. This time it was a small black stealth fighter jet. Somebody was boasting about it's capabilities. It might have belonged to Marcus. He was explaining how it was able to fly into orbit and back since it used [a special type of engine]

There seemed to be some kind of malfunction though, and I was flying really low over a tropical archipelago.

...

I somehow found myself in town with S. I was talking with him about how air pressure changes as you go up. I remember telling him that after you go up every mile you lose half the air pressure. (This is probably inaccurate...) So at sea level its one atmosphere. At one mile up, its .5 atm. At two miles up it is .25 atm, etc.

I told him how the plane that I had been testing was able to fly at 100 miles up, so imagine how thin the atmosphere must be up there.

I then became lucid and decided to fly. I saw that the town we were in was surrounded by mountains, like in Puerto Rico. There was a radio tower and I decided that I would fly to the top of that. I started to focus on my intent and lifted off the ground.

Some DCs in the town looked at me with the typical amazement and shock-and-awe. S said he wanted to come with me. I tried to lift him into the air with me, but he was really heavy, and unable to fly himself.

The farthest I was able to get us was the roof of a parked car. We sat there. Manei came and asked me what I was doing. I lost the dream and had an FA.

I FA'd on the couch in my living room. I decided it was time I end my WBTB chain and enter these all on Dreamviews. I got up, booted up my computer and sat down at the kitchen table.

My dad was working. He asked what I was doing. I told him that I was going to enter the three lucid dreams that I had into my DJ.

He got really upset since he had been secretly trying to lucid dream for years, but was always too prideful to ask for advice. But since I had three lucid dreams in one night, and he had none he felt it high time he asked me for advice.

I told him to tell me about his technique. I woke up for real.

I was actually really tempted to go back and try for a fourth lucid dream in one night.

I was having a dream of annoying things. I was trying to assemble a power wheels toy, but pieces seemed to be missing. I tried reading the instruction manual, but it was just information on the ratio of the size of a bolt should be to the nut around it.

Lots of other annoying things were happening. We kept getting sales calls.

My dad came home and he was really mad that I hadn't finished building it for the kids down the street.

My late grandparents came and knocked on the door. For some reason my grandfather's head was really tall (about 2 or 3 feet.) His face was on the bottom. I at first was very annoyed because this was just the next in the long line of annoying things to happen to me. I then became lucid, realizing that they were dead IRL, and my grandfather's head was absolutely absurd. However, the dream ended.

I had a false awakening in my house and started getting ready to go to college. A song was playing and at first I couldn't figure out what it was, but it sounded familiar.

After about five minutes (I was eating breakfast) I realized it was a Daft Punk song. Then I remembered the actual name of the song, 'Face to Face'. There were no lyrics, just the instrumental portion. I lost the dream a moment after I remembered the song.



...

I had a dream about Dawn. His hair and outfit was like Edward Elric and it was at the scene from the anime where he gets trapped in gluttony's stomach. He started running around and freaking out.

Some weird kind of dream glitch happened. I saw more Fullmetal alchemist characters. I remember seeing king Bradley and Envy.

[Dream Logic] Dawn wanted to cut his hair, because he thought that he could disguise himself as Soul Evans from Soul Eater. He thought that if he could pass as a character from another anime, they might let him out of here. But he couldn't find anything to cut his hair with. [/Dream Logic]

...

I was on my college campus. All of the buildings were really spaced apart though. My parents were there. I was trying to lose them because I didn't want them to be following me around on my campus and embarrassing me.

I told them to wait where they were and I had to go the bathroom. I ran into a building. There was this really weird store that sold knives and guns. I wondered why that was allowed on a college campus.

The lady in there wanted to sell me this weird disc-shaped rock with seven small colored gems embedded in it. She had a whole bunch of them, but she had just finished making this one. She told me about how she would sell it to me for half price just as soon as she fired it in the oven. This was supposed to make the stone expand so that the gems would stay in it.

I told her I wanted to buy it. She then asked me to pose for a picture with it because I was her millionth customer. This big jewel-smith guy came out of the back to be in the picture too.

Interpretations: I can't say much about these. I've been dreaming about my late grandparents a lot in recent weeks.

My sculpture professor wanted to teach us how to play music. Supposedly this had something to do with making us better sculptors because you had diversity in what kind of art you worked on.

He had this assistant man with short hair and a black jacket, and he led us to this building on campus. When we went inside, I couldn't help but think that I was in my old high school.

When we got in we saw there were a whole bunch of telephones. Apparentley this was how we were going to make music, with the various tones of 'beeps' that play when you press the different buttons on the phone.

It then became some kind of video game tournament. This had to do with sculpture too, but also rhythm. Supposedly if you could find the right rhythm and flow of the game, you could beat anybody. And he wanted to prove his point by saying that he would take anyone on in any video game and beat them.

Some girl (it was Manei, and I would have recognized that had I not been nonlucid) volunteered to play him. He then asked the class what game they should play. I put my hand up and told him to play Chrome Hounds.

Manei was in a panic because she didn't know how to play. I asked her if she would give me her seat, and I would play the professor for him. I thought since I was really good, I might have a chance at beating him.

The match loaded in. (Somehow or other we skipped the phase where you assemble your Mech) My mech was this large light gray tank vehicle with rocket pods on the sides. The map we were on was small. I only had one base in the far bottom left corner of the map. There was a river that ran past my base, cutting the map in half northeast to southwest. The rest of the map was snowy tundra with some small mountains scattered about in no particular pattern.

I started moving, slowly, when I realized that whoever had build my mech had forgotten to set the weapon systems. Even though I had a large number of rocket pods, I could only fire four of them.

I started advancing, and got a little more than halfway across the map when I heard the 'base capture warning' (Two inaccuracies to the game here. One, there was no base capture warning, and Two, You didn't capture the base in this game, you destroyed it.)

I turned around and headed back, when I realized that I had a clear shot from where I was. I shot, and my rocket pods bombarded the area around my base. I saw his mech. it looked like a covered army truck, and was green and brown. When he started taking hits from me he panicked and drove toward me. This only made it easier for me to score a few more direct hits on him.

He didn't seem to have any weapons either. He might have had some small machine guns or something, but he didn't seem to do any damage to me. He tried to flee back to his base, but found himself getting killed before he could do so.

The professor got very upset that his demonstration of how having a good musical rhythm could make you better at anything, even games you had never played before. The dream scene changed to the lake behind my house. I became semi lucid.

What followed was probably the single most random thing I think my dream guide has ever done:

"You have proven that you are worthy. You may touch my bicep." (She flexes)



I... I got nothing... That is the most random thing that I think you could have done in the situation. (I mean granted, I don't believe in gender roles, and if a girl wants to show off her muscles, that's totally fine with me. It was more of the way that she said it, trying to sound sophisticated that made this so funny and random. I think she was really just being silly again.)

I wasn't fully lucid. I saw that my neighborhood was full of snow, but it was all melting. There seemed to be all of these unusual objects buried in the snow that were only revealing now.

"Is that a car? Did somebody seriously lose an entire car underneath the snow?" (Gesturing to a crushed white car half-buried in the snow.)

For some reason, I was talking with a very strong east Asian accent.

I then found these objects wrapped in brown paper. [False Memory] They were crystals that I was trying to recolor to be green so that they could aide in healing my heart chackra [/False Memory] I wondered if my coloring agent had worked. When I started to unwrap the crystals I saw the color peel off with the paper. It hadn't worked and my crystals were still white/clear like I had 'remembered' them.

For some reason, Manei had been replaced with this girl with dirty blonde hair and freckles. She asked me somethings bout the crystals.

...

I was still in the same general location. I was looking in a puddle of melted water and saw that there were small mushrooms in it that turned into glowing purple jellyfish here. They swam around in the puddle and eventually started swimming around in the air around me.

I remember thinking that this was really weird and cool, and that I would like to see if I could do something with it the next time I was dreaming, I might be able to experience something like this. The Jellyfish carried on for a minute.

I think Manei showed up again before the end of the dream.

Bedtime: 12:20

Well, I guess bedtime doesn't determine everything.

It started off with some dream about driving and walking through an urban area trying to get my cousins to a baseball game.

Somehow or other, I wound up in what felt like the woods behind my neighborhood. It was tropical though, and everything was green. The dream was very clear despite being nonlucid. I was showing them houses that had been overgrown and abandoned many years ago. We were talking about how we would have liked to live in them in their prime.

We came to this one house, a huge four story mansion. (Or the frame of one anyway) A massive tree, about 20 feet in diameter and easily 500 feet tall had cleaved the entire frame in half, leaving only two smaller sections standing. Myself and the party of DCs (there were two or three of us total.) were hypothesizing about how the middle must have once looked.

We made our way around back, climbing over fallen trees. We saw that a river ran along the back of the house. There were waterfalls flowing from the cliff-side into the river.

"How cool would it be to live with 3...4 waterfalls in your backyard?!"

I then made an observation of some of the tropical flora. There were fern trees all around us.

This for one reason or another made me become lucid.

I stabilized briefly. I then decided that I wanted to go and see my subconscious and tell him/her/it that I wanted more lucid dreams. I shouted "I want to see my subconscious right now!"

I saw that there was a small double door between two large boulders on the forest floor. The two DCs that I was with walked through it.

I opened the door after them. It was nothing but blackness. I let myself fall in. I fell for awhile before arriving at this location suspended in the blackness.

There was a throne chair with a small child sitting in it. Built up around us was the back wall of the throne room, made out of castle stones, and the floor, made up of tiles. This crumbled away about a hundred feet from the chair in every direction, as if this one slice of the castle had been removed from the rest and placed into this void.

The child (who I guess was supposed to be my subconscious) was wearing a red king robe, golden crown and had a long scepter. Though none of this quite fit him because he was so small.

There were a couple of guards in strange white armor positioned on either side of his throne. I think Manei and Marcus manifested into the room behind me. I could feel their energies.

SubC "I am your subconscious, and I am very busy! Each time you say something to me, it's gonna cost you [some kind of special money]. You have 1,800 of it. Go!"

Me "How come so many of my efforts to lucid dream fail?"

1,750

SubC "Because you didn't do the work I gave to you. Remember Jonathan? Why is he not dead?"

Me "I did the right thing. He said that he wanted to go peacefully, so me and Manei agreed to let him go."

1,625

SubC "But that wasn't what you were supposed to do!" His tone of voice started to sound a bit whiny at this point.

Manei "If there is one thing [my name was garbled] taught me, it's that you shouldn't let other people decide who you are. You should [follow your own path or something.]

I saw that Manei had some kind of money counter for talking to this guy too. She only had about 600 of it. Marcus had no money and therefore wasn't allowed to speak.

SubC "What? You're taking his side?"

Manei (mad) "I wish I was never on your side to begin with."

SubC "Guards, show of force."

Me "Look at you. You try to control people and [mold them into what you want or something.] And when they start rebelling against you, you threaten them. [If you want people to respect you, you have to earn that respect, not force it out of them or something.]" (My ability to recall dialogue is horrible.)

1,333

SubC "Stop it! Stop it! It's not true! Guards, Seize them!" (He started sounding more and more like a whiny child.)

The two guards began to advance on me. The dream started to fade. I saw my 'money' was starting to tick down.

Me: "The way you choose to remove me from your presence rather than learn from me proves just how weak and immature you really are. When you [grow up a little], you will see that I was right about everything. I see no way we can come to an agreement if you are going to act like this."

545

The dream cut to black here. I had an FA, but somehow still remained semi lucid. I was on the steps of one of the dorm complexes at my college.

Spoiler for Sexy Toys:

There was a huge blue dildo toy. There was a bottle on the back end of it that you could fill with whatever liquid you wanted, then squeeze it and it would squirt out the front. It was also covered in this soft fabric.

I was trying to hide this object because I didn't want anyone to know that I dreamed about it. I was also thinking about how I was going to describe this scene when I woke up and started writing about it in my DJ. Dang partial lucidity.

At one point I tried to throw it away, but it wouldn't fit in the trash can. It seemed to be continually growing. Eventually it started getting so heavy that I couldn't carry it.

There was also a part where I dreamed that I was trying to send one of my cats away in a cardboard box that would float like a boat on a lake. I felt like the lake we were at had taken the place of my old middle school.

Interpretations:

I really don't know what to make of this. I don't know why my subconscious was so childlike and closed-minded. He wanted things done a particular way, his way. He wanted no part of anyone else, and didn't want to earn their respect. (Sure, sounds like a much younger me, but I'm sure a lot of us acted that way as children since we simply didn't know any better.)

Despite heavy effort in MILD and earlier bedtimes, I have had a very foul last couple of days.

I've decided to start tracking my bedtime with each DJ entry to see what bedtimes seem to work the best for lucid dreaming.

Sun-Mon: Bedtime 9:40

I remember some dream about replacing superman, in every sense of the word. I had all of his powers, all of his responsibilities, etc.

I remember I had to wear his costume. It wasn't as tight fitting as it was to him, since I'm smaller and not totally buff. The costume looked more like the one from the old Superman movies with the more vibrant colors and less texture.

I think I ended up tripping over the cape at one point.

I got tricked into going into this hotel room/apartment where there was Kryptonite or something that made me lose my powers. But the Kryptonite was somehow dissolved in to the air, and I had to try and hold my breath. There was this bad guy in there who was a big black floating orb with one eye who was attacking me.

I lost consciousness in the dream.

Mon-Tues: Bedtime: 10:50

I had a couple of dreamlets last night, but they were really messed up. I don't feel comfortable sharing them. Skip.

There was something that I was comfortable sharing. Something to do with Attack on Titan. I remembered it when I woke up, but have since forgotten what it was about.

Interpretations: The Superman probably means something about having big shoes to fill or being poisoned by something. I don't make any immediate connections to things in my waking life though.

If my recall were to shape up, I'd have more to work with.