memorable

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

(...) I am at the edge of a balcony, slightly aware I'm dreaming and making considerations about lucid dreams. I am not afraid of the height because I know I can fly or hover and will not hit the floor if I fall. But that's not enough. I realize that I need not to be afraid of hitting the floor, because there is no floor. I make an effort to become fully lucid to do an experiment. I let my body lean forward and just let go of all fears and all doubts. My body goes through the dream balcony and I free fall. I only feel the uncomfortable sensation in the stomach, of falling in the void, for about 2 seconds and then its gone. I see the ground closer and closer but I also go through it and then I'm free falling in the darkness. I don't make any effort to stop it, I let go completely.
After a while, the falling sensation stops by itself and I find myself being laid out gently on a grassy patch under a tree at nightime. I feel peace and I feel like meditating. I decide to get up and do a walking meditation. I try to visualize a Buddha against the night sky. I can't. Instead I see a white light that starts from a point and expands into the shape of an angel like figure. From it I hear a "hello". The light shines brighter and I hear again "Hello, [my name]!". I recognize the voice of my guru. I don't just recognize his voice, I feel him! Hard to explain the entirety of what happens in these few moments. I feel overwhelmed. I wake up.

I think this morning I had my very first real conscious experience with OBE.
I think it happened to me before, but I wasn't really aware of how it started.
But really early this morning I woke up briefly in my bed from a lucid dream and as I started to plunge back into sleep, I heard a little buzz announcing sleep paralysis settling in. Two thoughts came to my mind: either I'd go with the flow or I'd move my hand a little bit to stop it, because I really don't like it and usually it doesn't take me anywhere anyway.
I tried to move my hand, but so very little that it wouldn't actually interrupt my falling asleep, just the SP noises. As I did it, I felt like my left hand was indeed made of two hands, the physical one and a ghost-like hand. Always with my eyes closed, I focused on the ghost-hand feeling and soon I started to see my hand, my bed and the wall in front of me, although I kept my eyes closed. My body did enter sleep paralysis but I wasn't really asleep either. I decided to move my ghost-hand and I saw it separating from my physical hand. It was cool!
Then I decided to get up, the whole body. I was lying sideways on the bed, over my left shoulder. So I tried to lift my ghostly head and left shoulder. Then "bam": I felt my "ghost" body separating from my physical body. It occurred to me it was an OBE.
Excitement was taken over by vertigo, nausea and an extremely uncomfortable feeling. I felt like I was leaving my body and as an effect I was dying. Dying would be ok for me: I wasn't feeling any particular attachment to this body and this life. But then I remembered my mom who was sleeping as a guest on the living room and how much pain she and other people who love me would feel if I simply left. So, afraid of continuing with the process and not being able to come back, I laid down again, merged my two bodies and simply entered the sleep and lucid dream state.
Later when I woke up I felt a bit stupid, because rumor has it that nobody really dies from OBE. But at that moment I wasn't so sure! It felt really real that I could die, but I know it's silly, so next time I'll try to go ahead with it.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING

22:30

Bus trip
I’m involved in politics. There’s a vote for me to have some vacation. I go on a bus trip and the driver is a black guy. He looks tired and I fear he might fall asleep while driving, although the trip is relatively short – about 40 mins – so I decide to trust his driving.

Amityville-like haunted house
With some other people on an apartment we believe to be haunted. We see a kind of specter of a scary man walking around on some security footage and it creeps us out. He makes lights flash and even burst the lamps. He seems to be able to control whoever he wants to control and lead people to their suicide. First victim is a girl we find hanged in a room, second victim a guy we find all broken for having fell down the stairs. Even the cat gets possessed. Someone decides to strike back by calling him and facing him, but then I see my mom and my BF and I take them with me to the kitchen and we close the door behind us. We are pretty scared because after a while we feel the spirit presence among us. I feel it physically as if he is touching me and it causes all kinds of horrifying feelings and visions. At some point I suspect I’m dreaming, so I open the terrace door for some fresh air and look around, I do a RC, confirm the dream and decide to lift off. On one hand I feel relieved it’s just a dream, but on the other hand I feel guilty for leaving them there, as maybe this is a shared dream and they are left alone in the nightmare.

Castles and meditation
Viewed from above, the apartment complex now looks like a doll house castle, very cute. From up in the sky I see another castle, much bigger, on top of a hill. It is as if it has no walls, so I see people inside it, as if they are on shelves. There are also many people floating around this castle, just hanging and I feel all these strange characters are indeed other dreamers. I float in the air, cross my legs to meditate, but I almost wake up. When back in the dream I am now inside some place and I sit facing a wall, not to distract myself. I try to visualize Buddhas and really feel their presence, but after some time I start seeing all sorts of lights and shapes on the wall, like light projections. I look back and see some girls with a overhead projector, preparing it to play some movie. I leave this place and find some very very quiet corner on an underground level of this building. Between the elevators and the exit to a parking, there’s a really zen corner with a waterfall on a glass wall, water falling on a pebble base and a garden behind the wall. I sit there, soothed by the sounds of the water and I manage to do a successful short meditation for a while. I feel the presence of Guru Rinpoche, but then I almost wake up. I hang on and dream becomes stronger, but not enough, so I must move to keep it going. I decide to finish the RPG task I left undone last time.

Eating the fruit and becoming a dragon (RPG task)
I enter one of the elevators and imagine it taking me to the same supplier market in Denn, where I was last time. The elevator drops me at a very busy cargo entrance area. I get out of the way of men carrying heavy loads to outside where merchants stands are selling produce to the villagers.
I immediately see the strange fruit I’m supposed to eat on a fruit stand. I choose a small one and eat it. I keep walking around waiting to see if anything happens (it’s supposed to give me some new magical power) but nothing happens. I then find a stand where people gather around, very agitated and I go check what’s up. It’s more of those fruits, but here they look bigger and better and are being served already cut and clean for free to the villagers. Two girls approach me and ask me what is it about. By the way they are so “defined” and “lucid” I realize they are dreamers. I tell them there’s a task on DV to come here and eat this fruit, which is supposed to give us new powers. They enjoy that, they say they also wanna give it a try and then we all grab some fruits to eat.
Once we are served, we gather on the left side of this stand where they meet a third girl friend and they ask me more about DV. I first ask for their names and tell them mine. One girl says she is called what I perceived as“Lollena”and the other what I perceive as “Sino”(as in Portuguese for “bell”; the equivalent sound in English would be“xenu”). The third girl to my left looks blocked, as if she couldn’t remember her name, so I continue to explain what is DV and give them the url. Then the third girl finally says something. She tells me that she (or they?) is user of some other dream website and she tells me the name of it. First it sounded like Dreampaws, which I know exists, but I asked her to repeat and it wasn’t that, although it was something similar, like maybe Dreampush (which I found later on waking up, that also exists). I’m not sure though, because it became fuzzy on waking up.
Then we walk around the town and they ask me about the super-power. I say I don’t know what it is and I also haven’t felt anything different yet. We try telekinesis, morphing, etc, and it all goes very well, but I say I already had all these powers before, so it can’t be it.
Then we hear people scream and we see a big pinkish tornado coming right to the centre of the town. We combine efforts and we try to break the tornado apart. I see to my right another guy who is also trying to do it, so we are at least 5 people doing it. Soon the tornado fades away and is but a large pink cloud in the sky. People are cheering us and I lose the girls in the middle of the crowd. When I meet them again later (only the two girls with names) at the entrance of a tavern down a street, they had just been approached by some bullies and one of them sobs while the other comforts her. She admits to her friend that she owes money to those guys and don’t know what to do. I pass by them and remind them we’re just in a dream, but they seem to have lost lucidity for good, so I keep going. It’s when I start feeling the effect of the fruit!
I feel my body changing, my neck elongating, I walk in four limbs and then I spread my “arms” and I feel like I have wings. I flap them and slowly elevate in the air. I am still fundamentally human shaped, but I think I am becoming a dragon! It is hard to deal with this new body and I wobble a little bit in the air. At some point I lose balance all together and fall down on the floor. I think I come back to my human form.
On the floor, I am facing the end of the street, which is the end of the town and I see a huge looming creature crawling in my direction. It’s another dragon.
I immediately remember the talk I had with my dad during the day. He had asked me if I fear dragons when I meet them in my dreams and I had said no, in general they are friendly. But this one has a really dark energy and I immediately felt really scared. I run back to the town, looking for a place to take cover and hide. He steps up, trying to catch me and I only have time to duck under a wagon to my left and I see the dragon passing right by my side. He circulates the wagon and hits it repeatedly. I know it’s a matter of time until he turns it over. For some reason I am really scared and convinced I can’t beat this dragon. So when he is about to grab me with his claws, I decide to wake up.

5:00

Puppies
Some guy is buying his kid a puppy. The kid opens up with me and says he didn’t receive love from his father so he is doing this as a compensation. I get involved and I tell the guy about Puppy Mills and that he shouldn’t support it by buying a puppy. Instead should go adopt a puppy from a shelter. I also say I hope this puppy won’t end up on a shelter later on if he gets tired of him. I take them to a shelter and the kid goes wild when he spots a little lion on some cage in the corner. He goes get it and hugs and kisses the lion. The animals are looked after by black androids.

6:00

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING
3:00

Dinosaurs
I'm with my mom, my dad and other people. Do not remember the beginning, but we're crossing a strong water current. We see people who are already in the middle of the stream and we think it is better to go back or we’ll be dragged. The problem seems to be that the city is under attack by dinosaurs. We hide in a building and everyone panics when a tyrannosaur and several raptors enter the place. The first raptors are so small that we manage to squash them with our feet, but then bigger ones follow and we get in real trouble. We manage to escape: I remember defending myself with a stick and closing some doors behind us, to buy some time.
Once again we are facing the river, trapped on the margin, when a giant green hand emerges somewhere from the heights and takes me and my mother to the other side. I beg to bring my father along but I’m told that’s not going to happen. I imagine him fighting for his life and I feel an immense pain, but there’s nothing I can do.

Atlantis
Later I’m on some kind of classroom where I recognize some friends and classmates and also my BF. I'm on the 3rd row from the front. The teacher is a tall elegant lady of around 50 years old and is showing some maps with the evolution of the Earth crust and the shapes of the continents. She says that our present continents are moving to join in one large continent that is Atlantis. Some guys behind me laugh and tease her. She ignores them and continues to show the schematic. They say she's crazy and I turn back, upset and ask them if they did not learn in school about the movements of tectonic plates and that before the continents had today’s shape they had been together in one big continent. I tell them to put aside the mystical stories about Atlantis, if that’s what’s bugging them and to focus on the fact that the continents are coming together and that Atlantis is a good name as any other. But the teacher comes to me and says no, the mystic stuff also matters. She says the name Atlantis was not chosen by accident, but because "The Atlantis" will really come to life once more. She says she’ll explain that afterwards. I make a comment like "Oh man, I just wanted to help! They are not accepting anything that you say, so I was trying to make them at least understand the science behind it. She smiled gratefully, but at the same time shocked with the way I talked to her, so she scolds me to set an example. The guys behind me laugh at me really hard. They ask me to borrow a pencil and then they use it to remove ear wax and then return it to me. Like little kids. Disgusted, I throw it back at them.

Back door seduction
I'm on a tram or bus with Zilla, Licas and Gonçalo (a boy I knew from school who wasn’t exactly fond of me). For some reason the driver stopped in the middle of an intersection and went away. We only notice it when we almost get hit by another bus and a passenger in a seat ahead gets up in panic and runs to the back.
We exit the bus/tram and walk down a ramp on the right. When we are near a viaduct and a back entrance to a building and we pass by a small pond where I see a large butterfly, 40 cms wide, apparently drowned. I touch it and I realize it is still alive and I place it on dry ground. After drying off, the butterfly takes off and stops at a tree trunk ahead. We chat while we admire the butterfly and Gonçalo starts flirting with me. I play along and pretend we are lovers. I grab his ass, which feels very bony and I tell him he is extremely skinny. He replies that I could also have bigger boobs. We all laugh. The girls enter the building, but he grabs my arm and we stay behind. It seems like he actually enjoyed the play and wants to do it for real. He leans against the door almost violently and wants to have sex with me. I kinda share the mood, but we are interrupted by three ladies who wanted to enter the building and look shocked by the sight of us. We entered the building in a hurry so they don’t have time to identify us and shortly after we are in a balcony with two couches and although my mood is gone he is still thinking about it as he tries the couches.

5:00

"In one year the world will enter into the darkness"
I’m on a bus that seems to be leaving a village I know. At the last crossroad near the exit of the town, I see a man in a wheelchair who seems to have fainted. I am in shock and I look around to see if someone comes to help him but nobody comes. I go to the front of the bus to ask the driver to stop, but he also collapses at that moment. I just have time to grab the wheel and push the breaks. Zilla is also on the bus. We go outside and we see another person who just fell off a bike. We take her bike and ride it. Just a bit further ahead, from the opposite direction, comes a truck in zigzags and runs over a pedestrian who was on the sidewalk. Still in shock and confused, we pass beneath a tunnel and emerge in a city where we see heaps of people lying on the ground or just hanging around disoriented. We don’t know what is happening, but we fear being hit by the same “disease”. We enter a building and we meet other friends on a loft to discuss what might be happening when we feel something in the air and a great commotion on the street again. I go to the balcony, the sky is golden and warm and I am fully hit by a kind of energy wave that makes the air vibrate. I feel a heavy weight and a pressure in my head and I stagger, stunned. A powerful and deep voice seems to come from the sky directly to my head. I can’t recall word by word, but the voice delivered a message which was more or less like: "The time is coming. Within a year the world will enter into the darkness. Only those who remain as strong as a rock will not be taken."
I become lucid with this energy wave on my head. When the wave is over and the message ends, I ask the others what they understood of the message. Zilla asks “what message?”. Nobody else heard the voice and they also don’t seem to believe me. They are probably just DCs.

Fight with ninjas at Buddhist temple
I go back to the balcony and down an emergency metal ladder. At the rear of this building there is a hill and looking up I see what looks like a giant stone Buddha at the top. I see a stone staircase and I go up, because I really need a calm place where to meditate on this revelation I just had. Reaching the temple’s entrance I do prostrations to the Buddha and burn some incense. I hear someone crying behind me, I turn around and I see Zilla, who followed me. But she passes by me hiding her face, not wanting me to see her suffering. I then get inside the temple. I do not see anyone around. I follow a corridor and I find two large doors open to my left, revealing an inner room not normally accessible to the public. It has beautiful Buddha statues at all four corners. Then a sort of ninja appears and says that I shouldn’t be there. He attacks me and we fight. Then two more guys come to help him. I continue to anticipate their moves but I start feeling tired and they manage to dominate me. I kick one of the guys in the crotch, but they seem trained to withstand pain, so it doesn’t affect him. So I got the brilliant idea to caress him instead of hurting him. I touch his private parts gently and the guy gets really disoriented. Unfortunately that gives them the wrong idea and they decide to drag me to a room where they plan to rape me. One of them gets undressed really fast while the other two hold me down. I ponder whether or not I should play along, but I look at them a bit disgusted and decide not and to follow my first plan, which was to use sex as distraction. As soon as they let their guard down a little bit I fly through the window.

7:30

Alien witch
I am with a horrible itching in my right hand. I see some skin lifted and bugs moving underneath the skin, like fleas. I squeeze them out in disgust. But there is also a kind of gelatinous creature that does not want to leave. It slips deeper into the skin, but after much struggle I manage to pull it outside. It is a kind of viscous red bag that seems to grow every second. I throw it to the ground and smash it, but this only frees the some kind of embryo from within the viscous bag. It continues to grow an becomes a monstrous fish, which struggles on the ground in distress. My aunt Lisa appears beside me and seems disgusted with the creature. Grabs it by the tail and throws it to the ground again, but I feel compassion for the beast. I say to Lisa that it is dying and there’s no point in hurting it even more. I cuddle it but the image of it choking is unbearable so I run to get a bowl of water and put it inside. Lisa says I'm crazy, that I should let this thing die, but I can’t. I put it in water. Shortly after, it is breathing on its own. Then it becomes a kind of monstrous and disgusting cat furless cat. Now it is choking in the water, but even before I reach to help, he jumps out and after a few gulps of air, it flees to another room. I don’t know what to do, so I wait. We hear really strange noises from the other room and then a sort of witch alien creature appears at the door. It definitely isn’t a friendly creature, but because I have saved her life, she is thankful and wants to be my friend. She comes to me and I feel the urge to get out of the dream.

8:00

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING

22:00

Helping out
Someone wants me to save someone else from something, but I clarify we’re just in a dream, so no point to stress out. This person cries. I promise to help.

0:00

Feeling two bodies simultaneously
I was falling asleep, but then something strange happened: I felt I was lying on my bed, but although I know my BF was lying by my side, I could not feel him, so I stretched my hand out to reach him. At first I felt nothing, but then I felt his knee. He moaned and asked “what?”, I say it was nothing, but I was in such a state in between sleep and vigil, that I felt myself dissociating from my body: I felt simultaneously my “real” body on my bed and I felt myself floating above the bed on a dream or astral body. I made some sound like “wooow” and he moaned to me “are you ok?”. I was hardly able to speak or even hear my own voice by then, but I kinda moaned back “wow, I have two bodies!”, then he replied something like “you’re sleepy”, I laughed exhilarated and fell completely into the “dream body”.
[in the morning I asked him about this and he doesn’t recall it happening. It might be that it was all a dream from the beginning, that the conversation we had was already a dream or that he simply forgot.]

Chemtrails
Already disconnected from my waking body, I watch hypnagogic imagery. I got caught on some image where I was looking through a window to the sky. Although everything I see around is dark and undefined, the night sky outside is very clearly defined and I see an airplane passing low and leaving a large trail. When the airplane comes back and leaves another trail, I am sure he is leaving chemtrails. I know I am not awake but I am also not sure that I’m dreaming. I go through a short blackout and then I find myself outside on the street under that sky. My mother is with me. We look at the trails and I tell her we should go inside because it might be some nasty chemical. She is very worried. I pinch my arm to do a RC, I confirm I’m not awake, so I don’t feel so worried.
I turn back and face a large residence. We’re on the back yard. I talk to some DCs who seem to be college students. I go inside.

LDers secretariat
I meet my BF on some room, but he is very agitated and leaves right after. He goes down some stairs to the front door. I go after him but I halt on the corridor, because I see 3 doors all with signs on the door saying ”Lucid dreamers” or "lucid dreams". One is closed, the other is open and there's some guy inside but he is busy talking to someone, so I enter the last one. There’s a lady there, but she says I’ll have to come back later because she is on her break. I see she has a badge with her name, so I ask her if I can check her name once more, just so I can recall who she is on waking up. She is in a hurry and with very little patience, but she turns to me once more before closing the door and I read: Eliza Dias.

Students protest
I walk to the stairs and I pass by some window that I open to see what’s going on down there after all. The police are taking some kid in custody. His colleagues are protesting. I fly down to meet them and I ask what’s going on. They say the police came with a list of names and is taking away one by one. They say they did some demonstration days before and they are coming for them. Others don’t agree it is because of that and say a smaller group of protesters invaded a bank to stage some action there and the cops are only taking them. Meanwhile the police comes back and starts calling for more names. The kids form a block together, not allowing the cops to take them. I join them for support.

3:00

Bus ride
I enter a bus and it is my friend M. Silva who is the driver. I had just bought a ticket at a counter at the bus stop but now I’m having troubles finding it. She says it’s ok, but I must sit on the seat across from her and talk with her. I was followed by friends – Zilla and others – who want me to sit with them on the back but I tell them to go without me. Don’t recall what happened in detail, but either she or some other lady who sat by my side freaks me out, because through her ears I can see the inside of her head, which has a big fire raging. I run to some seat somewhere in the middle of the bus, which now seems like some conference room. My seat has a board over it full of pens and pencils and I have to organize them all before I take the seat. Then I see my friends in the back who signal me to go meat them. I go. Outside is raining and my clothes are all wet. They hand me over something to wear. I change. I wear something apparently too sexy with large boots. Someone comments I shouldn’t wear those improper clothes, but I say I have nothing else and won’t keep the wet clothes on.

5:00

University
Walking around some university, wearing a white robe, like that of doctors. I feel like I’m studying medicine there and I’m looking for a colleague because I’m worried about a paper we should have worked on. I pass by some open and circular room which is like a small projection room. All is dark, but I see people sitting on the seats as if waiting for something. I turn the lights on and the projector which plays a movie. They thank me. I spot some guy I have a crush on but he doesn’t say a word. Instead, some geeky guy I don’t like, grabs my arm to thank me and asks me for a kiss. I shake him off and say no. I run to the restroom. When I see myself in the mirror, I look awfully tired. I put some make up on, but I exaggerate and then have to take it off. I go out and bump into the girl I was looking for. It’s Mónica M. I tell her I’m worried because I didn’t do anything on that paper and neither she did say anything to me on that. She smiles and says “Hey, we’ve finished our courses already. Forget about the paper.” I suddenly recall it’s true, I have my degree for years. I become lucid.

Trying to rip the dream fabric
Dream fades and I end up on some place on the countryside where medieval dressed people seem to be building up a fair or a tournament site. There is a very high podium where two big guys are holding down some black guy and telling him he can choose either to be decapitated or thrown down that podium. He thinks the fall might give him some chance of survival so he chooses it. But it’s not going to happen yet, they are still rehearsing for the big date. I notice the black guy is some known comedian, so I guess this is all just a movie set and not a real thing. I walk down a road and at some point some people pass by me running because someone stepped over some beehive and the whole colony is after them and now after me, because they brought it in my direction. But I feel no stings, because I am still ware I’m dreaming. I am bored, I jump really high over some rice paddy fields and then decide to rise in the air. From up above I try to rip apart the dream fabric. I wish to get out of the imagery but not end in the blackness. Instead I wish to go to the luminous state of mind, free from imagery, where I can meditate free from distractions. But it doesn’t work. The best I can achieve is opening with my hands a little gap on the scenery from where a brief flash of light irradiates. I give up and decide to just plunge in the rice paddies, visualizing the light, hoping to meet it.

Slaughterhouse
I go through the blackness and suffer brief SP vibrations and sounds (a long time since it happened), then I find myself on a belt of a slaughterhouse, among dead bodies of cows, heading to a giant saw. I know it’s a dream, but still the idea of being cut in half creeps me out so I jump out of the belt. There are parts of animals everywhere, blood splattered on the walls, the image is horrendous, but I try to keep calm. I make a prayer for those beings and recall the light once more. Some light invades this dark creepy room through some slits on the walls.

The Light
Dream fades again and I go through SP one more time. I hear a Bollywood song playing in my head and I feel gentle vibrations throughout my entire body, rising from my feet to my head. It ends with vibrations on my 3rd eye. I hold on and find myself on a very luminous landscape. Below I see grass and trees, but above the trees there’s only a very bright, radiant white light pervading everything. I wish there was only the light, so I rise up in the air, to leave the ground behind and be totally immerse in the light, with no images to distract me. I imagine myself sitting on a lotus flower in mid air. But once there’s only light in all space, my mind starts to drift and I am dragged once more into SP. Then my BF moved and woke me up.

7:00

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING

22:30

“The tourist” meets “Indiana Jones” meets "An Adventure"
I’m inside an alternative version of the movie “The Tourist”. The cover of the agent played by Angelina Jolie is blown. I am the guy played by Johny Depp. She meets me at some back alley when she is being chased by two bad guys. We fight them but we lose and we are kidnapped.
I then get out of the body of the guy and I am just my own self. I follow them into some tunnels of mines. Like in Indiana Jones, I am on one of those cars on tracks, going deeper and deeper into the mine. I end up on some gallery which opens above some big cave, with openings to a cliff over the sea. I am being helped by the kids from a Portuguese book collection loosely inspired on Enid Blyton’s books. At least, the group resembles the one from those books, although the only DC which is really clear to me is the geeky guy.
We come up with a plan to pretend we are ghosts – making sounds, dropping things on the bad guys, etc – hoping to confuse them and scare them away. It has some effect, but it is the police, which ends up arriving, who captures them. Meanwhile the parents of the kids came along with the police and the kids fear their reaction for having got into such dangerous situation. But the police calls them heroes so the parents go easy on them.

Running tests
Fragment of a strange LD which started as a thriller and which I use to run some tests on the power of genius intuition vs. logic reasoning for solving a case and the effects of love and passion over something else.

1:50

Stray dogs
With my dad walking a street. We see a stray dog who seems lost and is walking dangerously in the middle of the road. My dad says he wants to turn some other way, because he can’t watch if the dog gets hurt. I say that we should help him. I run to middle of the road, but the dog runs away from me, not facilitating the rescue. There are cars coming, so I decide to teach him in 10 seconds to fear the road. I scream and scare him away from there. He only feels safe from me when he is on the sidewalk. I hope it will help him in the future to stay out of the road. Then I get on a bus with my dad and we see some lady attending to some other dog who has been hit by a car. It has his guts out, so I don’t think he’ll survive. I tell my dad we can’t avoid meeting with violence or death, even if we try, so it’s better to just face it in the eyes and do our best to help those in danger.

3:00

Deceitful red-head and burglars
Talking with some friends through a cell phone conference, to arrange a meet-up with dinner. I walk through a city, which feels like Lisbon. I am with two other girl friends and on the phone are some guys who are kind of rockers. They say they want to dine at the Hard Rock Café and I think sarcastically “How original...”
My two friends are walking a bit further away from me, at some distance from each other. I stop a bit to arrange details about the dinner when I see a really nice wooden medieval door on my left, half-open. I get half-lucid and my curiosity takes me inside. It’s like a stone paved patio with houses around, but with a ceiling. It’s very dark, some purple lights illuminate slightly the windows from the houses around and the ceiling has those LED lights which replicate the effect of stars in the sky. I see some stairs going from the right upper corner of the patio to some unknown place. I’m curious about where it leads, but I want to go back and meet my friends before I lose them. I turn and bump into one of them who followed me there. She says we should go see what’s at the end of those stairs. I agree but what about the other girl? She doesn’t know the city, she’ll get lost. She calls her on the cell phone, to meet us there. Then we head to the stairs, but some attractive red hair girl comes in our way, asking for our purses. I ask if I can take my camera and she says yes, but the rest stays there with her. Hum, ok. Then she leads us through a side tunnel at which end is a card box on the exit to a backstreet. I find that weird and ask if that’s safe. She guarantees it is, because she is always there. No she’s not! What about when she goes inside to bring people here? I find that really odd. I ask, what about some number tags so she doesn’t hand the bags over to the wrong people. Then she hands us some stickers with numbers. I’m still not happy, but I look at her one last time to try to feel if she’s trustworthy. She looks beautiful, elegant and competent. I decide I’ll have to trust her. Usually it’s easy to know who not to trust. The opposite is harder. As soon as we leave and she thinks we went up those stairs, she gets outside to meet some van full of guys. But I actually stayed behind sneaking on her. She hands them something and leaves and the guys get out of the van and head to the box with our purses. Oh no! I run and drag my friends with me to meet those thugs. We keep them off our stuff and try to protect other people’s stuff too, but they are too many and start slapping and pushing us around. I notice there’s a lot of grocery bags in the box, so I offer them the food if they leave the purses alone. I think they agreed, because in the end, I’m checking which food is in there and distributing it to them.

5:00

Just want some peace of mind
With my BF on some very straight lined building, like a museum from the fascist period. For some reason I feel uncomfortable there and with him, so I try to get away, First slowly, so he doesn’t notice, but then a bit faster. As soon as I am outside, going up some staircase, I decide to fly away. But all I manage is to hover a little bit. I try harder to levitate and as I do it, I become lucid.
I finally manage to fly high easily and by seeing the terraces over the buildings down below, I chose to sit on one and do a short meditation practice [I decided to try to remember to do it on every lucid I have, even if then I go do something else.] I sit and make a prayer to Guru Rinpoche. I also try to visualize him, but instead what happens is that a bunch of DCs appear sitting by my side, chatting and pushing me, really annoying me. I kick a girl down the building, thinking that she is just a product of my mind, trying to distract me. But I couldn’t help feeling bad for using violence. The doubt in my mind opened a breach and all the DCs jump over me, attacking me furiously. I fly high again trying to get rid of them. I sit at another rooftop. I repeat the prayer and I see the blue orb light I saw once when invoking the medicine Buddha. It is steadily coming in my direction. I’m thrilled but also wondering what it is and why it is coming at me, since I didn't summon the same entity of the last time the blue orb appeared. So many questions make it go away, by making a U-turn and disappearing to where it came from.
Once again, there are DCs by my side, but these are quieter. On my right side is the geeky guy. I ask him: “By chance, are you my DG? Because you’ve been a lot in my dreams these last few days.” He doesn’t reply, just smiles mysteriously at me. Then some really big guy appears out of nowhere to attack me and I decide this dream is over, I can’t do anything here without DCs beating me up.

Resuscitating a baby
I go through the dream fabric, like my DG told me to and it works so well again! All goes a bit dark, I feel my body in SP and I think maybe I'll try out an AP. But I forgot exactly how to proceed and I precipitate to just another LD.
I find myself in a tiny cubicle with a door in front of me and a lady by my left side, telling me to please go inside. She opens the door and I’m at some surgery room on a hospital. There are two nurses by the side of a surgery table. They look somber. A white sheet covers a very tiny body and they carefully remove it to show me an inanimate baby. They look at me as if they expect my help, but I wonder what I can do. Then I am drawn into passing energy to the baby through my hands. One of the nurses asks me not to touch him, so I do it at some distance from his body. Very soon after he is regaining colours, looking refreshed and healthy and he even talks! The baby repeats “Aleluia! Aleluia!” and I think how freaky that is. The nurses thank me, with tears in their eyes and the lady who brought me in takes me back to the cubicle where I first arrived and closes the door behind me thanking me for the miracle.

Spicy underground pub
Everything gets a bit dark again and I feel myself floating through the ceiling and arriving at some other place. The first thing I notice is a kind of comic book hanging on a wall with hand writing on it. I take it down and go through the pages to decipher the message on it. It says something like “You have the opportunity to make a difference. There’s someone (?) who is going to be accused of terrorism (or to be victim of terrorism) and you can help preventing that.” Then it says a location and even some websites for more info, but I just get lost and almost wake up trying to memorize all that data. [On waking up the info didn’t made any sense, although coherent and the place existent. The only web address I could remember led me to a porn website (LOL).]
I try to stabilize the dream by looking around to where I am. It looks like a bar, a bit dark and spicy. The name of the place is pictorial and phallic and three guys there tell me people call this place by names like “little dick” or “hardon”. I conclude the websites I saw on the paper were probably related to this place and not to the message I read, which could be just a big joke anyway.

Riding a dragon
I then see a tiny door on the left wall opening briefly and some weird looking guy with horns peaking briefly. Then the door closes again. I go there and knock. A muscled guy with horns appears and asks what I want. I ask back who is he. He says he’s a dragon caretaker and that he was just peaking but won't go in, because he has to go back to his dragons. I feel excited with the possibility of being around dragons and I ask him if I can see them and ride one. He smiles and says “Sure!” I enter and he closes the door. It is again some kind of small cubicle, and there’s another opening right opposite to the door. I see a dragon’s head peaking and then going away. I go check it out and I see a cloudy sky below me and dragons flying around. The guy calls the dragon back and I ask him “How shall I ride him? How do I command him?” He laughs and tells me “Don’t worry, they speak English.”, “Ah, ok.” The dragon reappears and offers me one of his horns to grab. I do so and then jump to his back. I ask him if it’s ok to grab his horns, he says yes, but I decide it might be uncomfortable to him, so I hold on to a kind of bonny collar he has around his neck. He then plunges downwards and it’s the most amazing lucid thing I ever did! Wooohooo, I’m riding a dragon!!! He flies above the clouds and then we go under the clouds and I see green planes with lakes all over. When things are calmer and he is flying at cruise speed, I ask him is name and what is this place. He says he’s Orion and this is Souldart – I ask him to repeat the name of the land and I understand it clearly [but on waking up, I’m not so sure, it sounded something like Souldart]. He then takes me over some city. The people are beautifully dressed in tunics and they live in what look like fancy roman villas. The dragon takes me across some patio sided by white stone columns and with a rectangular shallow lake in the middle where some kids play together under the care of a lady. He tells me this place used to be magical but it is now dying with the end of the old religion. I want to ask more, but as we slide through the air and I formulate questions in my mind, the dream fades and I wake up.

7:00

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING

23:00

The Jaguar from the Shadows
There’s a legendary monster terrorizing people. It is a large muscled black panther or jaguar that moves in the dark and in the shadows. Old legends tell that an army of samurai fought this monster and sent him away from this world, but he is back from the dark place where it was exiled for centuries. He attacks a city and kills every being who gets in his way. I have a brief contact with the beast, when our shadows cross and I feel like I’m being slashed by his claws. I realize on that moment that I might get a chance to win a fight with him, if only I stay away from his shadow or keep my shadow away from him. I find an axe and by trying to stay under direct light, making no shadow, I fight him but I only cause him minor injuries. After a tiring confrontation, the jaguar disappears as a dark smoke to unknown place. Later I am working on an underground lab with a team, on ways to fight this beast. Some cocky guy comes in offering his help, but because I didn’t like his attitude I sent him away and get back to work. He comes back later, with a different body, a bit looked like Matthew McConaughey. At first I don't recognize him but once he starts talking I realize it's the same guy. I wonder who he is and why he is being so persistent, so I let him stay this time. I was interviewing a bunch of guys anyway, to join the team, so I decide to give him a try. I send him down to the lower level, where some colleagues are running some experiment which demanded opening a tunnel to an underground system we think might be the hidden den of the beast. I tell him the door is jammed and I want him to go help close it. By then we were not so worried, because it was not expected to be dangerous as we had a good surveillance system and the tunnels were apparently safe at the moment. But once he gets there, they are surprised by the sudden invasion of the black panther, coming again as a black smoke and materializing once inside the premises. I hear the screams and see a distress signal blinking, so I go check it out. When I get down there it’s all damn quiet, lights flickering, I realize something got wrong. I hide and I see the jaguar passing by, accompanied by a sorcerer. I don’t know this lower level so well, but I find some abandoned room where I hide. Inside it I find an old crazy lady who apparently sleeps there. I first feel I should get out of there because she might start talking and giving our location away, but instead she makes a sign to take cover and she saves me, by hiding me when the sorcerer comes by. She shoos the sorcerer away by pretending to be both obnoxious and harmless. Then the guy who changes bodies comes by and takes me out of there. I thank the lady.

1:00

Snoring guy
I think I wake up because someone is snoring really loud by my side. I wake up in a bed with some guy by my side. I am confused. Did I go to bed with some guy and don’t recall it? I try to see his face, but I’m scared of what I’ll find out. I finally see his face and I have no idea who he is. But we happen to be sharing a bed in a unfamiliar room to me. I feel tired so I just want to sleep and forget about it. I put my earplugs I find over the bedside table, but somehow it is not making any difference. I still hear the snoring and I can’t rest. I push the guy and wake him up. He says “What!?” and I complain he is snoring (let alone “who the fuck are you?”). He says it is not him and in fact I still hear snoring although he is awake. He shows me a guy sleeping on the floor, it is my friend Belchior and he is the one snoring. He says he came in late night, had no place to sleep and asked if he could crash in the dorm. Oh, so it’s a dorm. Belchior also wakes up, we say hi and he says he is sorry for dropping by like that, but he brought along a TV that we can use (and he points to the TV) as a compensation. This is getting boring so I then really wake up and realize it is my BF who is snoring out loud by my side on the bed.

3:00

New Zealand, Nepal, Japan and bullies
Falling asleep I got stuck on some hypnagogic imagery of giant waves hitting some scarps followed by a large group of mountains covered in green grass. I have a certainty that it is in New Zealand. I get into a dream from here. I am climbing those scarps, for sports I guess, but soon the waves are getting higher and higher and me and other people are really running up the scarps to escape them. We reach some small plateau where we find some nice hostel. By then we are in Nepal. I see prayer flags hanging near the front door. We are tired and hungry and we go inside. We find the place lovely. I start taking pictures, but some lady guests there don’t want to be on the picture and they complain, so I have to stop. I sit outside in a terrace with my climber friends. We are eating boiled eggs. There’s a girl in the group who is very pretty and she is blind. The waiter who is serving us is mentally challenged and I guess he feels empathy with this girl because of her disability and he digs her completely. So much that he is only serving her and obsessively asking if she wants something else. There are other costumers waiting to be served and he is ignoring them. We find it cute and amusing, but the girl is totally pissed off. She wants him to leave her alone. He only goes away when his boss scolds him from behind the counter. The girl then leaves and we accompany her to a place nearby where she is going to meet her actual BF. We think he is a bit of a jerk, but she seems to like him. The streets we walk are clearly in some Eastern country, like China or Japan. Once we leave her with her BF we come back to our table, but we still catch a glimpse of them making out inside the shop or studio where he works.
Back on my sit, I’m carefully taking the shell of an egg and I put it on the plate for a second to look to the side because of something we’re talking about. A group of people is passing by the side of our table and some bully takes my egg and eats it. I feel irritated with his attitude and I get up to confront him. He looks oriental and he is brown belt in karate or something similar. He is not a big guy and somehow I don’t feel so intimidated, but I’m aware he might be able to kick my ass quite a bit. Also there are other bigger guys in the group who are also martial arts practitioners – they are wearing their uniforms. I don’t care, I stand for justice. I tell him what he did was really wrong and ask him to say he’s sorry. Of course he is not and he couldn’t care less about my feelings. Then I get a blow in the head and when i get to turn I see the taller guy trying to play cool, like he didn’t do anything. This really annoys me. I call them cowards and childish and I get ready to fight them, but they don’t seem to want to fight me, just bully me. I give up and I tell “I just want to tell you to drop dead, but because I’m much more civilized than that, I instead wish you all the best for your life and have a good day!”. And I really felt it, from the bottom of my heart. There were some ladies accompanying them and they smiled very impressed that I had been classy and mocked them for having been taught a lesson of good manners.

Whalers
I become half-lucid and as I turn my back on them I face a park. It has a beautiful hedged garden and I try to fly over it, but it doesn’t work. So I walk up a hill by the side of the garden. On top of the hill I watch night falling and a sea bay with boats floating. The sea is getting very revolted and the boats are being violently shaken. I am then on the quay where other people are to, watching the boats in the storm. I ask if they’ll be ok and I’m told they are used to it and are not in distress. Actually they tell me they are working right now. They are whalers and are catching whales on the bay right now. I then see it, they are trapping and killing some small species of whales. I don’t want to see it, so I run from this bay, but find myself inside a building from which I can’t get out, with a large panoramic window over the bay. They are slaughtering the whales and I scream “Murderers!!!”. Two ladies who are tourists there and are also not enjoying the “show”, look at me like saying “well, it’s their custom, we can’t judge them”. I realise they wouldn’t understand my point. I’m vegetarian and I suffer with the killing of any animal, but in my own country people slaughter millions of animals and I don’t go around the streets calling them murderers, so why should I do it here? I decide to just leave after saying some prayers for the whales. But then I’m told the only way out is to go through two boats stopped on the quay. My friends from the hostel are also around and also want to get out of there, so we all go over the deck of the boats. But when we’re on the second one, it starts moving. We freak out, afraid it might go whaling and takes along. That would be too much! My friends turn to me “Now what!?” I don’t know, so I wake up.

5:40

Comet or asteroid
There’s something in the sky heading towards Earth, like a comet or an asteroid. It’s clearly visible in the sky and people are feeling desperate. I get the clear feeling “I’m going to die soon” and although it doesn’t totally freak me out, I still feel a bit uncomfortable with the idea. I’m with my BF looking at it and he asks me “Didn’t you had some friends or knew someone who knew about this? Don’t they have a plan? Can’t you talk to them? Aren’t some aliens coming to save us?” I find it funny that all of sudden all the conspiracy theories are no longer looking silly to him. But I tell him no, there is no one to save us and no plan B. We have to accept it. I feel at peace. Then, on that very moment, the asteroid or comet makes an abrupt 45º change in course, drawing a V in the sky and moving away from our planet, like it had bounced on something.

6:30

Save the children
... Passing by some kindergarten. Stop to look at a shelf full of figurines. I like particularly two dolls, of a male and female twins. Then the real versions of the figurines appear behind me and ask me if I’m enjoying the dolls. I ask if those are doll versions of themselves and they confirm, amused. They have a bunch of them.
... I am half-lucid and for some reason I get involved in a fight. Some guys with pitchforks and clubs come inside this building and I am trying to protect the people there, specially the kids, so I fight for them. I get some improvised weapons made of strong sticking out wires. I mostly knock them out and get their weapons, but try not to kill anyone. In the end only a lady is left standing and she wants the kids to commit suicide. Because they ignore her, she threatens to kill them. Of course I won’t let that happen. I never understood what this was about.

First encounter with my Dream Guide
I am now fully lucid. I go outside by climbing some stairs to a door, through which the attackers came inside. I decide to call my Dream Guide again, hoping to be more successful this time. I rise up in the air, hoping that in the sky I won’t be bothered by DCs, but two guys come after me, one flying and the other becoming gigantic to reach me. They nail me down on the floor, but I decide I won’t fight or get distracted. I keep focused on my goal. They hold me down but I look into the blue and white clouded sky and I make an appeal to the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas to designate a dream guide for me! Then a beautiful girl comes in my rescue, riding some kind of hover-bike. She is Japanese-looking, dressed in a white leather-like biker outfit with some red stripes in the front. She has a cute round face and a cute short white hair. She gets out from her sky-bike and picks the guys up as if they were feathers and throws them far away until they simply vanish in the distance. When she does this, red stripes of hair appear in her head and her outfit turns into red with white stripes in the front, so the opposite of before. It’s like her wrathful version coming out. I thank her and I ask for her name but she makes a sign like she wants me to shut up and not ask any questions. She never said a word. She just picked me up and took me across the dream as if it was just an hologram. She leaves me inside some place, like some cruise spaceship. It is definitely Japanese populated. I see japanese kids gathered in some kind of dinner to my left, then some tofu restaurant to my right and I keep walking through this deck-like place and I find a weird sado-maso role playing place that is becoming quite oppressive and unpleasant. I wonder why my DG took me here and why did she disappear so quickly. What did she mean? The dream is closing in, I feel uncomfortable. So I remember the ease with which she pulled me through a dream to another without the need for walls, portals, whatever. Then I thought maybe what she was trying to tell me was to stop being addicted to artifices: I have been able to get out of dreams just by wanting, so what's keeping me from doing it all the time. "Just get out!" So I did! I crossed this dream as if it was just an hologram hovering in front of me.

7:30

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG SHARED

00:40

Loafs for the poor
I’m at the office where my mom used to work. It was a strange building with office rooms along two parallel corridors and I’m going back and forth on these corridors, looking for something, I think the kitchen, because I’m hungry. I encounter Beta, a lady from my childhood, but I try not to be noticed by her. I go after her, quietly and she eventually leads me to a lobby where a huge pool with bread and cookies is set to be delivered to hungry people. Well, I’m hungry so I think it’s ok to take a loaf of bread, which I do, but then some young guy also decides to do the same and he is picky, sorting the whole grain bread, sliced bread and so on, to chose one he likes. I think maybe I could also choose a nicer bread, but in the end I feel bad, because I'm not supposed to take anything at all.

Giant parasite wasps
Then I meet my friend Top Gun who offers a ride somewhere. I accept and he drives me while we talk. I find out he is now father of a baby girl, but when I ask about her mother, he says they aren’t together. He still has a crush on me and is not in love with her. We’re going uphill and we cross a funny bridge made of lava, over a river. I fasten my seatbelt when I see we’re entering a strange and rough terrain. On top of the hill, on the other side of the bridge, we then go through a stone paved road with a steeply sloping downwards. The environment here is completely different, moist and warm, and I spot exotic animals all over, like giant orange butterflies and strange birds. In common they all seem to have one thing: they all have giant wasp-like insects parasitizing them. The poor butterflies have to carry around a bug which is their own size. Unfortunately one of these wasps decides to parasitize me to. It flies into my face and nails itself to my nose, almost like a piercing. It hurts and freaks me out. I wake up.

3:00

Magic battle I
Can’t recall the beginning but I’m inside some castle which is under attack and I’m someone important, like a princess, because everybody is protecting me as I am the main target of some evil forces who breached the castle. I am being escorted by maids and body-guarded by some knights. When going down some hallway to a safer place, we’re attacked by some warrior mage holding in his hand a narwhal’s horn as a spear. He pierces through a knight that puts himself in front of me to save me. Me and a maid are cornered and trapped between the dying knight and this attacker, and he is trying to push the horned spear deeper through the knight, trying to pierce me to. He almost gets is way, but this brave knight is using his last bit of energy to pull him away from me so I can escape. I manage to escape that corner and I fight the guy and steal his narwhal spear. I use it to kill him. It is so sharp that it cuts through flesh as if it is butter. The guy dies but with an evil grin on his face, as if he found some delight in the way I surprised him and killed him.
The maids and knights are again escorting me down this hallway when we sense a dark energy above our heads and we run before it attacks us. They then push me up some spiral stone staircase that goes up to some more private chambers, where I should be more protected, but as soon as I arrive up there, I find an Hawaiian witch (don’t ask me, I just knew she was Hawaiian) who tries to kill me with a curse. Luckily I react pretty fast and I throw back the curse at her. After all, I don’t seem toned that much protection, I can protect myself very well. The witch runs from the reversed spell and flies out of the window on a nearby balcony. She is a bit disoriented, so she falls down on the ground below the balcony. I run to the edge of the balcony and I attack her, pointing my hands at her and using some magical powers to hold her down and inflict excruciating pain on her. I’m pulling her body parts in all directions (that must hurt) but without ever really breaking it apart, so she doesn’t really die, ‘cause we must interrogate her. When she is finally under control, I leave her to the knights.
I turn back to see my maids all looking at her. They seem scared with my powers and I feel maybe I’m not such a good soul, if I can inflict so much pain and suffering to someone. But they all smile timidly, trying to show me it’s ok, because it was self-defense and they are the bad guys, not us. I guess...

5:30

Magic battle II
I’m walking up some village, holding two tiny bottles with some potions on my hands. I pass by some old guys sitting on some church stairs and they seem interested in the bottles, so I hide them in a pocket and decide to fly back home and avoid exposing myself longer to the outside dangers. I fly high so I spot my home – it’s a fortress by the sea. When I arrive there I see strange pot-like structures floating in the waters around it. I grab one or two and they don’t seem threatening, instead they look like beautiful works of art, some raffia pots with contemporary shapes. I take them to my maids and they love it, they want to put some plants inside it. Then we keep taking strange objects from the water, like a never ending knitted thread that reminds me of Joana Vasconcelos’work of art.
Then I have a gap in my recall, but soon after we’re under attack again. We run to inside the castle and we try to lock the gates. Some warlock with an army has come to try to kill me again. Man, they really don’t like me for some reason!
The gates are barely holding and some brave knight is holding it shut with his own arm strength. I try to help him but he tells me to go away and save myself. But the warlock outside sends a shot of electricity through the gates and the knight is being electrocuted in front of my eyes. He holds the gate for as long as he can, but he eventually falls. I then see this warlock with the army breaking in and about to start killing any person they find on their way. I think I must stop it and I try to shoot fireballs from my hands. I then remember I just read and discussed on DV about this during the day – how rationalizing too much blocks it from happening successfully. Of course, by now, I’m lucid. I then concentrate, but not in the actual design of the fireballs, but on the gut feeling of wanting to shoot them and I form the most amazing fire blows I’ve ever been able to shoot. I feel their warmth and their power and I see the army and the warlock burning into flames. It’s a resounding success.
Free from the immediate danger, we all go up the ramp behind the gates that lead to the main entrance of the fortress on highest ground. I fly to pass all the maids and knights. We’re then looking over the castle walls to see if there’s any other imminent attack but we see no one, so people celebrate.
I think my work is done here and I should try to do the ToTY while I’m lucid. But in the hurry I forgot to make it very clear in my mind. I simply jumped from the castle walls to the ground below, wishing to dive in the ground and exit on the “other side”. But when I was going through the “wormhole” I realised I hadn’t yet formulated my destination. I tried to think of a yellow brick road and Dorothy’s red shoes but it was too late.

Pissed off for being (falsely) awaken
I feel myself waking up and I try hard to stay in sleep. I hear someone knocking the door and my BF getting up to open it. It’s really early morning and I wonder who it is. It’s my mom, aunt Lisa and my dad. What do they want? My BF left the door open, so the cat comes inside as he always does in the morning and tries to wake me up. I still fight to stay asleep and go back to LDs. But they are talking loud in the corridor and my mom and Lisa eventually come inside and sit on the bed, trying to wake me up. I feel pissed. I give up and open my eyes. They are fired up with conversations but I feel grumpy. My aunt decides to leave again to speak to my father and I stay with mom. I tell her please not to do that again, because she knows how my sleep is sacred and I tell her I was just having LDs and they interrupted it. She says she is sorry, that she didn’t remember that but she knew how important it was for me, so she would be more careful next time. OK. Now I’m getting up to dress myself and I listen my father and Lisa outside the room talking. He is happy to explain her his theories about killing ants and eliminate this plague from her home – he has not been successful convincing me, ‘cause I don’t want to exterminate the ants in my home...
Then I really wake up and I am truly surprised that before I was still dreaming.

8:00

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG SHARED


3:00 GMT

Gore nightmares
I had a long night of really gore nightmares. I didn’t made a huge effort to recall them, because they were so bloody uncomfortable, but some images were just carved in my memory.
First I recall being forced to watch some guy being tortured to death. A group of men crushed and shredded his limbs and while he was being hanged from somewhere, they were plucking bits of flesh and bone slowly from him, to prolong the excruciating pain. I recall making an effort to wake up from this awful dream but not being able to do so right away.
Later I recall being chased by some guys – possibly the same ones, from whom I had escaped – and they are trying to kill me with an axe. I’m inside some barn, jumping fences and what have you. They hit some innocent guy (caught in the middle) in the chest with the axe, which explodes in a shower of blood. I then fight one of the guys and get his axe from him. Then I’m forced to defend myself by using it against them. I feel really bad for using so much violence, but I see no other solution. I cut some arms and legs and kill or mortally wound them all. Then I don’t recall anything else.

8:00 GMT

Back to University
I’m at a university, which is different from the one I attended, but I still feel It's my university. I’m visiting the corridor where I used to have some classes in the amphitheatres when a group of students passes by me, freaking out, because they were in charge of booking a room for their class and they messed up and the room is now occupied with another class. Before their professor arrives, I help them finding an empty room. They thank me and go inside. I continue down the corridor, feeling very nostalgic about college life.
I am then invited to join a special class for ex-students visiting from all over the world on this special day. I’m sitting on the left row of tables a large room which looks more like a warehouse or a barn. It’s clearly an improvised classroom to welcome such a big group. I do a trick with a pencil, like making it stand up on the table, to impress a colleague next table and this triggers my lucidity. I decide to leave this place and go outside. I think about flying through the roof or crossing the wall, but end up just walking through the door, because I don’t want to disturb the other DC’s or dreamers’ dream. The professor calls for my name and either is asking me to go back to my place or for input on something. But I smile and say “No, no, I’m out of here. Have a good day!”

The hidden treasure of the Town of Denn
Outside I think I can use this opportunity to achieve the RPG goal. So I see some woods and think this could be the forest outside the Town of Denn, but there’s no town around so I must look for the real one, not settle for this weak version. But here there are no holes on the ground, no walls, no doors, nothing I can use as portal and I’m not so good at just opening portals yet. So I decide to simply spin over myself while wishing to teleport to Denn. It has the double function of making lucidity stronger.
When I stop I am on top of a hill over the Town of Denn. There’s an earth road spiralling through some stone walled terraced gardens to the centre of the town. I see farmers working, I see people taking water from a well, I see merchants, etc. People are dressed in very colourful medieval clothes, mostly in brown, green and wine tones. There’s a lot of activity going on and I would have loved to just observe it, but I must not let it distract me or I will not finalize my task. I fly down over the city centre but I only stop at the outside walls to look around into the woods. Where to look for the treasure? It could be anywhere. I decide to go to an area where the fortress walls are breached. It’s as good as anywhere else and it is the place where the forest outside is more dense. But once I’m there I have no clue where to dig. I just try to follow my instinct. I see a stone at the very end of the wall, which looks completely different from the rest. It is whitish and smooth. I clear the dirt from it and find some inscriptions as if it is from a tomb. It clearly doesn’t belong there. I lift it up, hopeful to find something under it. I find nothing, just more dirt, but I decide to dig right there. But then when I turned the stone over to put it on the floor, I noticed some concavity on it and inside it I found a small box. I get it out and it seems made of plaster, because it is white and light. But it ain’t soft and malleable like plaster. It has some high relief patterns carved and some rest of paint in pinkish and bluish tones. The drawing looks like a Mayan design On the bottom right of this strange box there is a round button. I press it and it opens in two pieces. The two pieces have more carved drawings, on the left plaque more patterns, like stylized roses and crosses inside circles and on the right plaque carvings of animals, like a whale, a moose and you name it, floating between clouds in the sky and coming down to earth. The plaques then split up into 5 and then 10 parallelepiped pieces. But it wasn’t broken, it was some automated mechanism. I then started moving these little parallelepiped pieces in my hand and found out they were magnetic and could be put together again in different combinations. They kind of naturally started to rearrange themselves into a different sequence and formed completely new designs. On the left plaque there was now some kind of reddish monstrous creature and on the right plaque a different kind of yellowish monstrous creature with what seemed to be a monstrous robotic dog under his command. I was like “What is this about?” Then I realised there were probably many more combinations of the plates which would explain who these creatures were and what was the meaning of all this and what this thing was for. But I started to slip out of the dream and I woke up.

10:00 GMT

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2:00 GMT

A roulette of random fragments
I meet Diana by chance at a tiny alternative shop. We update each other on our lives. She is recently separated from her most recent guy. Her sister is with her and shows up to tell her they must go. I notice how much older they both look.
Then on some house with a big glass walled balcony. I’m looking through the window and I see some impressive black truck on the parking lot below. It’s of some really annoying guy that likes to show off. Then some bigger haulage truck appears and locks the smaller truck to drag it along for some fake driving filming with some actors inside. We see it parting.
Then inside some room people are queuing to drop a vote with Mara who’s on some chair with a ballot box on her lap. Behind me in the line is Zilla. She is mad at something and just expresses her protest and goes away. I cast my vote. The room is full of people waiting for the results and Mara is now sitting on a table presiding over everybody. Me and two other girls are sitting on the table with her. She is very nervous, I think she won whatever election that was and she says she wanted to quit, but that she realises people are greatly depositing hope on her. She mentions these three girls by her side for instance already said they want to share their dorm with her and won’t accept that she goes away.
A bit after, a professor invites me for something but I refuse and say that unlike Mara I am definitely resigning from my functions. I’m a sort of agent and I hand him over my stuff. In exchange he takes me to the headquarters and I must choose 3 goodbye presents, which seem to be a pin, a tiny doll and some earrings. I then stay alone in a room, cleaning up the info on my touch screen laptop. I find a folder with recorded albums’ and as I drag and drop them to some other portable device, they actually get printed in 3D, so they come out of the laptop as actual CDs in a case with printed cover and all. Some guys who came to see what I’m doing seem pretty interested on this and go through my CDs to check for my taste. I get annoyed by that, but they are a bit of a bullies so I try to ignore them. I finish and then I am outside on the street on some bus stop. They are also there, still nagging me a bit, but I ignore and instead I see some add on the bus stop of some Barbie dolls with designer clothes. I don’t recall details, but I know they were malleable and transformable and I think they were totally cool.
Then the black truck stops by again and all these bullies get in. I join them for whatever reason. They all get guns and start shooting to whichever target they see fit, including little birds landed on rocks. Luckily they don’t hit even once on the targets. Then we exit the big city and are in the woods, near a river. On the margins of the river, in the middle of the bushes I spot Big Foot walking around. I notice by his feminine walk, that he is gay (what...!?). I don’t tell anybody or else they’ll start a shooting frenzy, but they decide to stop right there for peeing. Oops, I just hope the Big Foot doesn’t show up or attack them...

7:00 GMT

On the moon
I recall going through some arched narrow hallway when I became lucid. I had fallen asleep thinking I wanted to finally go to the moon, so I thought about doing it. Found a door and wanted to do the portal to the other side trick by opening the door, but instead I went inside this room and decided for a more original approach. This room looked exactly like a pod and I imagined it to be like that pod that hit the moon in the eye on that classic French film “Trip to the Moon”. It had one round window which I shuttered and the pod became dark. I touched the wall looking for an imaginary button which I found and used to fire the imaginary engines. The lift off felt extremely realistic, with blasting sound and all. I didn’t want this to go forever, so I pictured it ending after a few seconds and it did. I felt it landing. I almost woke up, but managed to stay on the dream when I slowly opened the shutters to check the outside.
At first I felt I had failed. There was a girl outside looking through the window. Very pretty with curly ginger hair. She smiled at me as I exited the pod. I had landed in the middle of some busy street of some normal looking town. There was something odd about it but then I noticed it was the 50’s retro look of the place and people’s clothes and hairstyles. I had doubts this was the moon. I was about to ask her but I was scared to death by some ocean rising on my left, exactly like the streets of Paris rose above people’s heads on the Inception movie when Ariadne is playing with the dream. I could see a wall of water by my side and the fishes swimming but it never really engulfed me. Before that happened, it receded in a flash and on its place blossomed a mushroom of flat and round transformable screens, showing all kinds of images. I had the clear feeling I had seen this before and I turned to the girl to mention it. But she had already started walking and I went after her. We walked out of the town and passed by some high plateau with view over a giant canyon. At the bottom of it I could see cities sprawling to where the eyes could see. On the top of the plateau there was a giant lake and I almost fell on the water at some point of a narrow passage we walked in. Then we arrived at her tiny tiny car. Two girls were there waiting for us.
I finally got to ask them if this was the moon. They said “why, of course. Look up!” Then I looked up to the sky. It was perfect blue with some tattered white clouds and there it was: the Earth in the sky! Wow, pretty cool! But then I also noticed 2 other crescent moons. I got confused. I ask them about it but they just said, yeah, the moon has two moons. “And how come we don’t know that on Earth?” They didn’t reply.
They got in the car and I wondered how in the world I could fit in too. In the front there was only the driver’s seat and on the back only two extra seats. The girl closer to the door looked at me with very little will to make space for me. I asked her why the sky was so blue and if this place was under a protective dome or if they had terraformed the moon. She looked at me with a condescendent look and replied "Both!" as if it was damn obvious.
She finally squeezed in and I did to. It was an awful feeling and I almost woke up with the claustrophobic sensation and the pain in my legs when I closed the door and got so crammed inside. But I thought “It’s just a dream, the pain is just an illusion, there’s no lack of air either...”, so I manage to cope. It wasn’t long until we arrived at some facilities. On the left of the road was a long white ground level building which was some research lab of some kind. On the right side of the road there were greenhouses. The girls went to the building on the left but I felt attracted to the greenhouses. I entered the first one and there was a guy sitting on a chair in front of some table looking on a microscope or something like that. He just turned his head to see me. Looked surprise but didn’t ask any questions. I smiled at him and kept going inside looking around at all the plants. There were also some ponds, I guess for the aquatic plants. They all looked so alien. I observed one in more detail, which had a white pompon like flower sticking from the middle of an orange like structure sitting on a crown of thick leaves. The white pompon was retractable, like some ocean tubeworms. I see many plants I suspect may be poisonous or have some secret tentacles coming out if I get too close, so I try to keep a safe distance from them. Then I find the red hair girl again on the second greenhouse (they are all connected through passages), talking to some guy at a counter. He is showing her the latest animal they’ve created. It looks like some twisted twig with dozens of fractal like branches spreading from its main torso and it looks and moves like a ramified worm would. She picks it up in her hands and the animal escapes up her arm and up her neck and hides in her lushy ginger hair. It gives me the creeps but she is loving it. The guy then says the best part is this creature eats dust! Its favourite food is dustballs! They laugh at the perfect pet they just got! “Imagine having a few of these around in your house! No more dusting necessary!” I recognize it would be useful, but no way I would like to have those creepy creatures around.
Then i didn’t explore more of this world, because I woke up.

8:00 GMT

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2:40 GMT

Selling grandma’s house
I’m at my grandma’s house with my mom. It is completely empty and I’m telling my mom how I never before noticed the place is actually nice, when it’s empty – no longer crammed with furniture, it let’s light in and has lots of space. We’re doing a last tour to all rooms just to check if everything is ok. A lady is coming to see the house and then I realise it is for sale. I find a paper on the wall, near the fax machine (didn’t know there was one...) and I take it, just when my mom is opening the door to the lady.

Walking through memories
Walking by the neighbourhood of my childhood’s best friend. It looks under construction as it was then in the past and not as it looks nowadays. An old colleague from school is walking with me and we’re both going through our memories. From the end of this neighbourhood we pass into the backs of our old school. I recall it was the place for kids to make out and we do find a couple there half hidden by the grass and we smile. He also recalls some guys who did drugs also met on this place but that I never saw. As we keep going we pass by some gardened area where we used to run through on our physical education classes. But there’s a lot of new trees making the path a bit more dark than it used to be. I see some figures going down that path and I feel curious and go after them. My colleague is left behind.

Golden Buddhas
At the end of this path I find a building, the door is half open and there are people standing there, people arriving and trying to go inside and I peak and see lots of people sitting there. I see monks and realise it’s a Buddhist group listening to some teachings from their guru. I don’t recognize him and it all seems a bit fishy to me, but I try not to judge before knowing them, so I also try to find a seat. But just when I’m about to sit, it ends and the teacher gets up and heads to the exit. People are bowing down at his passage and I sneak outside where there is a table with some Buddhist relics and sacred objects for people to admire. I just get in there when they are scolding a lady who tried to steal some object by hiding it on her coat. Then I go back to the garden and no longer it looks dark but instead it is very bright and I see many many big golden Buddhas statues. Some are floating in the air above our heads and I pass under one and touch the lotus flower on which a Buddha is sitting. I get an amazing feeling I can’t really describe, like I’m floating on air or dissolving into the air.

Japanese artist
Then I see some Japanese banners waving with the wind and go check it out. I meet a girl who paints canvas and banners with traditional Japanese paintings. She is selling her work on some corner enclosed by hedges. Her cheaper painting costs 20 EUR. I tell her I love her work but I have no money with me. Then we start talking and I notice she is Japanese-looking although she tells she never actually been to Japan. I tell her I did and she says “How lucky of you!” I ask why she never been there and she says it’s the land of her ancestors and she plans to go one day, but she is always travelling everywhere but there. She tells me she even travelled on a Japanese boat with a Japanese crew once for some reason, but never put a foot in Japan. Then she tells me (and I see it through her eyes) about her adventures on that boat. The crew was all men and one day she entered some room where they were doing some heavy work and could not leave and she caught one or two peeing to bottles, because they could not even go to the toilet. She was so embarrassed and the men were laughing at her and tell her to come in. After a few days she was already so adapted and relaxed she even took some provocative pictures like one in which she was doing fellatio to some phallic shaped pipe.

6:00 GMT

A chase and goths
Inside some house, on what seems to be the office room. I m looking through the window and I see a couple. I recognize Sandra but don’t know the guy. For some reason they are coming inside the house looking for me and I want to hide, so I run to the toilet and lock myself there. They are trying to break in, so I escape through a window and go to the rooftop and from there I jump to the middle of a street. The street is filled with boxes and bags with groceries and I decide to hide behind it and pick up some food – some bread, juice and so on – to take with me, because apparently I’m planning to go on a long trip. But they come at the window and they see me. I run and I hide on some large building, like an abandoned slaughterhouse. They keep chasing me and I have to climb through some ropes and a few more stunts to get to a second floor. Here I find some offices and hide in one, trying to lock the door behind me. But some group of Goths come inside to do something. One guy in the group wants to help me so he makes me lay down on some kind of hospital bed that they take outside. I’m covered by a sheet, but I am totally sure this won’t work so I jump out of it and decide to just run. The gothic guy help me escape through a window. Outside there are stands – some kind of fair – with gothic, anime and fetishist stuff. But not all the Goths are willing to help me and some I encounter actually try to grab me, so I fly up.

8:00 GMT

More lucid meditation
Something made me feel horny in my dream and I decided to wake up and trying to use it with my BF. I had before talked to him and joked about trying to do it. So I wake up in my bed, he is by my side and I start ... you know... calling him into action. He is so surprised and I’m explaining to him that I’m bringing the horniness from a dream I was having, when I notice that something is not quite right and I realise I’m still dreaming. Then I’m left with the decision to either enjoy the lucid dream or to wake up for real and try again what I was trying to do before. But I didn’t care so much for the horniness anymore and I decided to stay dreaming and do my “homework”.
I cross a wall hoping to cross to some other dream scenario that is a nice place to meditate and I find myself on some porch. There are some kids playing nearby but in general looks good, so I sit down and start doing my visualization and repeating a mantra. It’s all going pretty well, for maybe a minute. I’m struggling not to be distracted by the kids who are now just by my side, when a third kid comes from my left and pinches me. I try not to react, but he tickles me and starts to really hurt me. I guess my “feel no pain” training is not yet 100% working. I am about to resort to violence and send some energy blast to knock them down, but I decide not to give in to that violence – it would totally ruin my efforts to calm down the mind and they would win! So I fly away to the rooftop of a huge tower nearby and decide to sit there, but the vicious kid is still after me. He climbs some metallic ladders on the side of the building to reach me and I detach it from the wall and he falls down what seems to be 100 floors. Now I’m going to sit calmly, but the tower starts to shake and swing and I am about to fall from it. Can’t stay there and so I fly down to some other rooftop and cross another wall in search of a new scenario. I pass by two or three places – a nightscape, some place with stones on the ground, etc – until I find myself in a very comfy room with dim lights, a girl sitting on the floor and another sitting on a sofa, very quiet. I ask them if I can stay there and meditate and they say “Sure! Can we join you?” Fantastic! So I also sit on the sofa and I do once again my visualization and repeat my mantras. This time I think I manage to hold it for a few minutes. Then dream starts to fade but I hold on and continue on it, this time sitting on the floor. In front of me, leaning against the wall, is a big rectangular mirror and I decide to meditate looking at it. I see my reflection. I’m dressed in beige trousers and top but with lots of skin showing. I look a bit chubby, but not ridiculously. It doesn’t disturb me. I keep repeating my mantras, visualizing the Buddha in my heart centre, radiating light and all goes well for a few more minutes. I notice through the reflection on the mirror that more people are coming inside the room and sitting on the floor. I almost wake up again, but when the dream is strong again I am now turned to the centre of the room and see this dozens of people sitting on cushions. They are all looking towards a lady guru at the end of the room. But she doesn’t inspire me confidence. She has a table full of crystals and she says “So, today we have someone special among us!” They all look at me. Then she adds “Not that you are not all special, but you know what I mean!” I have now stopped my meditation and think about leaving this place to but at same time I am curious to see what she is going to say next. She is coming in my direction with some necklace made with lots of different coloured crystals and then I notice my BF just appeared by my side and he’s looking at me like “What is this BS?” I smile and tell him we should leave. Since we’re just against the wall, we cross it and we’re outside in some garden. It’s raining. The garden is lovely, but then I see two rows of dog shelters and decide to check it out. I thought I would find big guard dogs but instead I find tiny cute pedigreed dogs. They are chained to their shelters and the shelters don’t protect them from the rain, so they are all wet and looking miserable. I feel they are there for the entertainment of rich people who own this place, but their care is totally neglected. I mean, they have food and shitty shelter, but they are totally sad, lonely and scared. I start with first little one, cuddling him and doing some reiki and he shows so much love and thankfulness. I cry. I want to do it to all of them, but they are so many! I feel the dream fading and I wish that all animals who are going through similar suffering may always feel loved and happy, no matter what circumstances they are. Then when I’m about to drop out from the dream I have a vision of the caretaker caught in a moment of truth confessing that he beats up the dogs whenever he takes food to tem. I comment with my BF how hideous is that people like him are always getting these jobs.

9:00 GMT

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22:30 GMT

Group trip on a van
(Potential SD)--> I was interacting with some group in a van. Like a 9 seat van. I was outside of the van but talking with some guy sitting in the middle row. He is handing me over something. I think there are two girls by his side, but anyway he was in the middle seat. He had a very strong and sexual presence and I felt both intimidated and attracted to him. Then he tells me to hand over or say something to the guys on the back row, so I slide the door to see who's there. At first it’s undefined. I just notice some younger girl near the door but the other people are not yet clear to me. But as I focus, the person in the middle becomes Marco Polo, my ex-boss, ex-crush. Behind him is a guy from the board of his organization. I’m doing whatever I was instructed to do by the other guy and it puts me in a position power towards Marco Polo. He looks me in the eyes and I see he hasn’t forgotten me and he is hoping I also still nurture feelings for him, so I ease the whatever pressure I’m putting on him. I look cold and distant, like he doesn’t mean anything to me anymore, but inside I feel glad that he misses me. I ask them to get out of the van, which they do but he is using his diplomacy and charm to try to soften me. He asks me if I know about the latest project his office is working on and I say no, that I read their newsletter regularly, but either haven’t read the last one or I just missed the news. But I don’t show any interest in knowing anyway. Then the other guy that gave me whatever mission I was accomplishing was also outside the van and we go arm-in-arm guiding the group to some place. It’s some sort of company building and I can only tell it’s in Japan, because they ask us to take off our shoes and put them in a locker they have in the lobby. I had just picked some brochures from the front desk trying to figure out what this place was. I noticed they were written in Portuguese but before I manage to read anything the lady guide really pushes us to take our shoes off. I tell her I worry my feet might smell and she says there’s nothing to worry because they have refreshing wipes in the toilet room for cleaning the feet. Much better.

00:30 GMT

So much wrong put together
At some house with some guy, my dad’s friend I think. This guy is abusing me, he pulled my pants down and he his touching me. I don’t know how I allowed it to happen, I just was there in the middle of it when I became aware of it. My dad comes in exactly on that moment and sees it. Unfortunately he seems to be more embarrassed that I’m half naked, than with the fact this guy is abusing me. The guy loses his grip so I run and cover my body. The guy then leaves and my dad goes to sleep. I play with the dog. To my horror I notice that the dog has his jaw dislocated and I go wake up my dad to take the dog to the vet. But then my cat is also in the picture and I find out he just broke my dad’s chess marble pieces he kept under the bed. He says I must discipline the cat and then I see more broken pieces. On his bedside table I find a particularly weird object – a crucified Buddha - beheaded by the cat.

02:00 GMT

Book of memories
On my way to some classroom (not in school anymore, something for adults) but I want to arrive there flying to impress everybody. Inside the classroom I see Benny, a co-worker with whom I have a communication problem. I want to use the opportunity to break the ice, but I chicken out and first go to toilet. Inside it I enter the first toilet compartment, but I almost can’t move inside so I get out and try the next one. Better, but then I’m being pressured by some lady who’s also in need to use it. Back in the classroom I see some books that were left on a table – I guess related to our class – and I find one which includes a detailed report from a camp retreat where I was as a child. The date on it is 1995, but I know it was even before that, more likely 1991. As I go through it and see the pictures I am immediately transported to those days and I relive the events. Then I realise this book is from Nighthawk. I didn’t even know he was around. I ask him why he has that book and if I can keep it. It includes group pictures where I appear and it’s both embarrassing that others see it and I would also like to have it for myself as a souvenir. But he says no, he won’t give me the book. He knows how much this upsets me.

Daycare lady
On a bus or train with my BF and with my cat on my lap. My BF wants the cat to get fresh air from the window, but I say this is no dog and he might jump out, so I actually ask everybody to close the windows that are open. Some people only then notice I have a cat with me and come to cuddle him. One of these persons is Dulce, a lady that took care of me in the daycare when I was a kid and that keeps showing up in my dreams. I never spoke to her on dreams before, so this time I say hi. As I say hi, she seems to notice me also for the first time and makes a big smile and asks me what have I been doing all these years.

5:00 GMT

A mystical surreal painting
I just remember the dream from when I became lucid. I was at a empty room, with a big window with no glass. Outside is a golden light shimmering through the leaves of a tree. I decide to sit to meditate and there’s a pillow right there in the middle of the empty floor. I sit but I don’t feel comfortable. I ignore that and focus on visualizing a Buddha I'm supposed to visualize. I face the naked wall, so it becomes easier than on previous occasions. I see his contours starting to form on the wall, like an ethereal coloured outline. But never a solid figure. Suddenly it becomes a ball of light that hits me and knocks me down. I have this freefall sensation I get when I am falling from the dream but I hold on and I get back in. Once again facing the wall, I visualize this Buddha but his outline figure gives rise to a painting, a perfectly drawn, detailed and clear surreal painting. I feel so surprised that I try to memorize it in all details. I go from the centre to the left and then right trying to memorize the figures, the tones and the words written on it, but it’s not easy. It’s in beige and mocha tones. In the centre a bit tilted to opposite sides are the Pisa Tower and the Eiffel Tower. On the side are the names of European cities, like Paris, Rome, etc. Below a giant pair of eyes and this is landed on a flat terrain with a sea on the left. On the right there are buildings and people, like scenes from an urban landscape and on the left facing the sea is Obélix a bit slender than usual and Astérix with a donkey’s head and wings, hovering above the floor. There’s a black guy in the first plan and on some rocky island in the middle of the sea are some nymphs with wings. Sparse along the picture are what seem to be random words, which I tried to memorise, but forgot. I woke up before I got to memorize all the details.

Doing Reiki to my mom
(FA)--> I slide in again but I get convinced that I woke up for good, because I “woke up” on my bed on side position as I had fallen asleep and I do a RC to confirm. I conclude I’m still dreaming. On the bed by my side is my BF, but as usual he is just to inside the dream and kind of dragging me down. I almost wake up again but I hold on and find myself lying down again on the bed. (FA)--> Once again I do RC just to be sure and I find out I am still dreaming. I get up and realise this time I’m not in my room, but in my mom’s. I see her on the bed. She woke up and I go to her side and tell her this is a dream and ask her if I can do Reiki on her. She is again not believing me this is a dream but she agrees with the Reiki. She turns belly down and as I channel energy to her body I wish and visualize that all illnesses and bad energies are cast away, that all obstacles to her health and life are removed. But I strange that I’m not feeling any actual energy flowing, so I decide to do an experiment. I ask her for her flask of vitamins she has on her bedside table and she hands it over to me. I try to energize the pills so they become more powerful and they start moving fast inside the flask as if stirred in a washing machine. It’s so crazy to watch. I try to channel energy to objects and that’s what happens to all of them. So I go back to her and do more Reiki, confident that there is energy flowing, but she is very quiet, as if she fell asleep and then she totally faded away, leaving only the clothes behind. I guess she probably woke up, into the RL. I also slip into waking up, but then slide back in. I find myself in some place with other people, like the empty room where I was first lucid this night, but now is full of people and there’s some event going on. I don’t feel interesting in whatever it is taking place so I decide to keep working on my chi. I remember I did a kamehame in some dream before, but now I want to do it in a serious, non-cartoon like version. Just projecting the chi, not balls of fire. So I target objects that are around in the room and I try to knock them down with chi projections. After a while, the objects started to shake, hit by something, but none actually fell. The blasts were too weak. I felt disappointed and thought that at this pace, I will never actually be able to do this in RL, if not even in dreams I master it.
I fly through the window, pass by the tree branches of that tree I had seen before through the window, but on the ground a guy I know, Fernando, is calling me. I stop and ask what’s up and he introduces me to some geeky guy he says needs a tour around the town. I agree to do it, just so he would let me go. From above the tree I see a fantastic landscape with green hills and valleys. The sun is already setting and it is becoming dark, but on top a hill I see a flat garden and decide to land there to sit a bit more and continue meditation. But when I arrive there, some blond lady jumps from out of nowhere and tells me this place is closed and I must come back during the day. Then I woke up for good.

7:00 GMT

NOTE: Good news is my mom felt the effects. I asked her once again if she had anything to tell me and she just said "I don't recall any dream, but at 3 am I went to sleep full of pain in my shoulders and at 6 am I woke up so refreshed and inspired!" She wrote a 5 pages letter between 6 and 7 am, which she was delaying for about a year (delicate issue with a friend) and she said the words just came out flowing like a river, with no hesitation or corrections. Good for her! Then I told her about my little experiment, she was thrilled and asked me to do some more

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01:00 GMT

Harassed at a temple
I am visiting some new place. There’s a temple and pyramids and on this temple I recall seeing carved in stone what seems to be the Pokémon balls (I don’t know the name of the devices, ‘cause I don’t watch the series). I’m resting, sitting on the floor against a pillar, on a platform on the top of a tall staircase with a view to a square – actually it reminds me of the Inca or Aztec kind of pyramid temples, with view to a central square. A guy comes from behind me and he’s harassing me, trying to seduce me, but I know he is up to no good. Luckily there’s some other cute guy around with whom I decide to stick to get rid of the other and we leave together. Then some scene where I’m drinking coffee and writing a story for a newspaper.

04:00 GMT

Coming home
Coming to my mom’s home by car, with my dad on the passenger side. I am hoping to find my neighbour Carla but she doesn’t show up. There aren’t parking spaces available, but a neighbour who was just looking through the window (I think) came downstairs and parked his car better so we could also park.

7:00 GMT

Leaving a friend's house
I was at a nice home with some friends, maybe someone’s birthday party, but I was actually staying there for a few days already, when my mom and BF come to get me. I was surprised, like they came too early, so when I am at the door to go I remember I have left things behind, so I run back to a room where I was and see some of my clothes lying over the bed and some tupperwares with food. I gather all the food in one Tupperware and some guy who’s in the same room, looks disgusted that I’m doing that over there. I couldn’t care less about his feelings, but then the dream starts to shift and I realize I am dreaming. I almost wake up, but hold on to the flow of images passing by.

Healing a friend and a confirmed shared dream
I held on to the passing imagery and I entered a new dream lucid. My first thought was “Is this a WILD or a DILD?”, because I wasn’t really sure if I had woke up somewhere in the transition. But now in retrospective, I don’t think I did and I think it was a DILD.
So the dream was an amazing Alps landscape. I fly and sit on top of a stone wall, with a view over the mountains and the green valleys. I start focusing to meditate but the wall starts to shake and some stones break apart. I almost fall and I almost wake up, but I remember I can hover, so I do that. I decide to sit back on that wall and hang on no matter what. Nothing will distract me from my intent. The wall shakes violently, like shaking me off and breaks apart and as I fall, I feel I’m being sucked by the dream and I am pushed through a succession of sceneries, violently thrown against walls, cars, trains and everything you can imagine. I keep still, I don’t lose focus and I meditate, hovering through this fast motion attack. Then all stops and I am standing in front of a mirror. I see my image reflected on it and don’t know exactly what to do. I should have continued focused, just meditating, but I remember there’s something I actually want to do. I want to visit Isabel and do something for her. She is a friend who is dying with cancer. So I cross the mirror but this time (lesson learned from last failed attempts) I picture she is right on the other side, no need to go through tunnels or worm-holes to get there. I cross and the only strange effect I feel is that the other side is upside down, so I fall with my head down in the other side of the mirror. The light is a bit dim, but I figure I am in an hospital. Looks quite nice, all the walls are glass and I have panoramic view. This building is in a valley surrounded by high snowy peaks. Looks like the Alps again. It’s still dark, like dawn. I see her in a bed just on the right external corner of this room. She looks sleepy and very skinny and weak. Much more than how I saw her last time in RL. I hold her hands, kiss her hands and kiss her in the cheek. She is happy and surprised to see me. I tell her I want to try something and ask for her permission. She says “Sure”. She gets up and sits on a chair by the side of her bed. I summon and try to visualize the Medicine Buddha coming to heal her and for some time nothing happens. I am getting desperate but then I see a blue star shining bright in the night sky outside. I focus on it and I notice it becoming bigger and moving. As it moves to the right in the sky, all of a sudden makes a U-turn and accelerates in our direction. As it comes closer I can distinguish a translucent blue entity. I don’t recognize a traditional Buddha shape though, but I’m open to whatever it is that is coming to meet us. Then it just crosses the glass wall in high speed, passes through Isabel’s body entering by her back and comes out through her chest and disappears in the air. I am amazed but she asks me “So? What exactly are you going to try?”. She didn’t see or feel anything. So I tell her I just want to do some reiki in her. I am still puzzled and preferred not to tell her the truth. I put my hands on her back for a while but then a friend of hers comes up and they start chatting. I hear her saying something like she would love so much to see Rinpoche (our precious guru) so I think about trying to help her on that to. I ask them to make a prayer with me to summon his presence. We call for his name and then a succession of characters that mildly resemble him enter through the door, but I know none of them is truly him, they lack his presence. But for a brief split second I did feel his energy and I try to pursuit it by flying out of the door and down the stairs. I feel him. I exit to the street and it’s early morning already. I can see the town square in front of me, a morning market being assembled by the locals and beautiful alpine houses. The air is cold but sweet. His presence dissipates in the air.
I fly around a little bit the market and the beautiful amazing pastry store windows, with very traditional and fairy tale like cookies and cakes arrangements. I marvel at the amazing beauty of this and think that normally I would start a frenzy of eating all I could, knowing it is just a dream, but this time I didn’t feel the need. I fly back to inside the building and on the waiting room I encounter my mom.
(SHARED)--> She is sitting on a bench, with a piece of cake on a plate, but not eating it. I sit by her side and she asks me if I saw all those amazing cakes and cookies. I smile and say yes. She ask if I want to share (she always does, not to feel so guilty, I guess). She says we can go get a dozen each and then exchange to try more flavours. I say I’m not interested. But then a friend of hers or a total stranger, I don’t know, comes to us and offers a plate with a half eaten sweet. She says she is full and that we can have the rest. My mom says why should she take it, when there are so many fresh cakes outside waiting for us. But I accept and eat it. She doesn’t get it, so I explain I’m trying to live according to this new philosophy: not eating unnecessarily, even if it’s a dream and I won’t get fat or won’t cost me money – and by the way, this is when I tell her this is a dream – but if someone offers me something with a good intention, then I accept it, no matter what, as a humble thank you for the meritorious action of the person. She is trying to digest that this is a dream. She doesn’t seem to believe, because it is so real, but I insist it is and since I am starting to feel it fading I tell her that as a proof, I am just about to exit this dream. <--(SHARED) And then I wake up.

9:00 GMT

Note: During the day I asked my mom if she had had any interesting dream (it was early morning, so I felt there was a high chance of recall) and she took some time to remember anything, but then she said “Yes, I remember cakes! Beautiful amazing cakes and pastry shops like those we saw in Belgium, those that looked like out of a fairy tale! But I didn’t actually remember eating any cake...” she said with a sad face

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING


22:50 GMT – Sleep

Game like dream. Can’t recall content.

0:00 GMT

Bus ride to village in distress
Just as two nights before (the hovercraft ride dream), I am on a bus with more people crossing dangerous mountain roads with dangerous manoeuvres from the driver and we almost fall down a cliff. We arrive at this remote village in a valley, surrounded by woods. There was some kind of catastrophe there and the basic services are disrupted. More madness is expected soon, riots and violence. A muscled guy comes and starts orienting us. For some reason he seems to befriend me more than the rest of the group. We come to help and we evaluate the situation sitting on a picnic table outside: we try to evaluate how much food, water and other essential goods there are and how long they’ll last and we realise it won’t last more than 4 or 5 days. Because everything is torn apart, I see this village name plate half covered by debris and the only letters remaining visible say “...have ...fun...” I think this is highly ironic.


Fragment
I’m inside a house, with a big window facing the street. It has something like an advertisement stick on the window and I’m trying to read it on reverse, when some guy outside knocks on the window. He wants to speak to me and seems a bit angry. I exit the place.

Mourning a dying man
I’m now entering a room at my neighbour C. house. Her dad is extremely sick (in some kind of coma) and people are all gathered around him, mourning him, as if he was already dead. Strangely, some of my cousins and even my late grand-grandmother are also there, even if they don’t belong to this family or are alive at all. I feel this is very uncomfortable and wonder if they have no hopes that he gets better? On my way out I meet my dad and he says I have to be more loving towards him because one day he’ll also be lying dead like this guy. Sure, but I already know that, no point in stressing that out!


2:30 GMT

More details of a previous dream
Regarding the mosque lucid dream I had had a few nights before, someone comes in this dream to tell me it is actually surrounded by English-style gardens but doesn’t know anything about sacred stones, only that there was some stone-sculpture exhibition there and that a few days some people gathered there to celebrate some ceremony.

I’m no dancer
I’m on some place where it’s playing music and I feel like dancing. I actually think I’m doing ok, when more people join me. I can tell they are professional dancers and compared to them I’m just not good enough, but I’m having fun, so I don’t care. Then I realise I’m in the middle of some dance class final exam. The teacher comes to me and asks me “Do you think you danced well? and I say that on a professional level, of course not. Then she asks some other dancer “Do you think she danced well?” and he says no. Then she says she rests her case and turns her back on me, like outcasting me. I feel a bit upset. I mean, I know I am just an amateur, but my dancing is not that offensive to anybody’s eyes, no need to be so tough on me. Some fellow dancers show solidarity with me but in the end I say it’s ok, in fact she is right. Then I invite them to come along with me to a Vivaldi concert that will happen on some nearby auditorium.


3:40 GMT

A lucid hot date
I’m with Nighthawk watching tv on the couch on a living room. At first we're apart from each other, but slowly we snuggle with each other, our noses are barely touching each other, we look in each other’s eyes and we kiss. He whispered “My god, it’s so good to kiss you.” and I smiled, my heart thumping. He says ”Marry me.” I don’t know what to say and I say it’s complicated. He knows, he gets up, determined about something. I don't stop him, but seconds later I decide to go after him. On the corridor I remember to do a reality check . I put my hand on the wall and it sinks. I get lucid and for the first time on a lucid dream I actually feel frustrated that it is just a dream but I still decide I want to see how this will go on.
I find him on the next room with Riverstone, who is completely focused on something like a book and holding a cup of tea in his hand. I put my hand on the wall, I make a hole on it and I ask them “Do you know what this means?”. Riverstone looks totally disconnected and doesn’t react. Nighthawk has a misterious smile on his face and I don’t understand what goes on on his mind. I grab a piece of dissolved wall on my hand and pour it into Riverstone cup of tea telling him “This is just a fucking dream!”. He says I’m telling nonsense. I turn to Nighthawk and I say “He is always like this, he never believes me!”. Nighthawk, on the other hand, seems to be understanding exactly what I am talking about. Then he surprises me by replying “Well, I, on the other hand, know for sure this is damn real! I am really here with you!!! And I know we're dreaming!” Really? WOW! I was amazed.
I ask him “How...?” and he continues saying that he doesn’t recall those many dreams, but he does recall a few once in a while and that this might be one of those he will remember. I tell him he must absolutely remember this one!
At this point I realise that Riverstone is no longer with us. I turn to Nighthawk, absolutely thrilled and exhilarated with this totally lucid dream encounter. We smile and we kiss each other again, more passionately. We fall on the bed. I feel delighted with everything. Then his image starts to flicker and we realise he is losing lucidity and waking up. He says “Damn, not yet! I want to stay with you!” and I try to keep him there with me, grabbing him firmly. But he becomes just a blur, a shadow, until he totally disappears, like sand through my fingers. I find myself in this empty room, happy and sad at the same time. I sit on the floor and I stay there for a long time, hoping that he might re-enter the dream. But when I no longer feel the residues of his presence I decide there’s no point in staying longer, so I also wake up.

5:00 GMT

Excursion on the USA
I’m with Riverstone on some excursion in the US. We’re on a bus. A pregnant lady is just sitting in front of us. We’re passing by N.Y. and Riverstone is screaming joyfully every times he sees a landmark he recognizes. Later we’re outside any city, on some road leading to some other totally different place. We find ourselves in a swamp area. We see alligators on water and for some strange reason there’s a black guy swimming bravely among them. I worry for the guy but also comment that is so funny to be seeing alligators as I just had some conversation with someone about alligators during the day.


6:35 GMT

Love letter
I am again on a bus and some stupid guy/kid reads out loud a love letter I wrote to someone else. Although he doesn’t mention my name, he knows it’s mine and I believe everybody else will also know it’s mine. I wonder how he got it and feel terribly irritated. But instead of reacting, I just ignored him. I guessed this way I wouldn’t actually reveal myself and people would be in doubt. Only when the bus stops and we start coming out of it, I step on the guys passage and confront him with his action. I put my finger on his nose and make a threatening look and tell him something that scares him. He looks asian and familiar, but I have no clue who he actually is. He doesn’t like being threatened and tells me “Ok, ok. But why don’t you just tell the guy your feelings?” And I respond “But I did! What do you think that letter served for! I just wonder how you ended up with it in your hands.” He doesn’t confess.


Camp of giant cats
When we get out, we’re in some kind of camp and everybody starts smoking or is coughing. I comment it must be the lung cancer camp and the joke is not well received. Someone scolds me. We walk a bit further and I start to see lots of big houses, like an entire village and the most surprising of it is that I see giant cats looking behind them or inside them. Cool! I don’t kno if the cats are dangerous, but I start taking pictures of these amazing site.
[inspired by the cat sanctuary of this guy in the US, that collects abandoned and wild cats and takes care of them in this lovely sanctuary with tiny houses for the cats, as a real village.It even as a church and a wall-mart.]

8:30 GMT – Wake up

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING


23:30 GMT – Sleep

Adventure in Southeast Asia
I am in an exotic country, like maybe India and I feel both the weather and the socio-political scene is unstable. I am staying at this colonial style house that was lent by a friend. We both live in the west and she stays away from this house for months in a row. There had been intense rains and since I was coming to here she wanted me to check if everything was ok and not flooded. It was ok, but intense raining started all over, so I could not guarantee it would stay that way.
There’s also a lot of commotion on the streets and I decide to take the van just outside the gate of the property, ready to leave at any time, just in case something goes wrong and things heat up.
I am also being spied on and followed and I already spotted this guy always looking over my shoulder wherever I go.

3:40 GMT

Some other dreamer’s house and memories?
I am lying in bed, with my laptop and I am checking dream journals and replying to some. I found this guy who found out he is dreaming about some house for some time and he suspects it is the house of some other dreamer. I also find out I have dreamt a few times about his own house or more precisely, some surroundings around his house - it's on top of a mountain or hill and there's a road going there with a little tunnek trhought the mountain.
I am going trough this when I hear some noise. I look around and my room isn’t really my room. I am at this big house, I don’t know of whom. I go out of the room and the noise seems to come from the kitchen which is one or 2 doors on the left. The house is rectangular, with a large hallway in the middle, crossing the house from one side to the other.
Everything is absolutely dark but there’s some clarity coming from under the kitchen’s door. I wonder if there’s someone inside, open the door and after all it is also dark. I assume the light was some reflection, maybe from the moonlight.
When I decide to go back to the room, I suddenly watch this scene as if hovering on a different plane/dimension: a guy is coming down the hallway from the room (just as I did), because he heard some noise in the kitchen. But unlike me, he is surprised by a room mate coming out of the kitchen. He says something like “Damn, you scared me. I didn’t know you were back tonight.” But the other guy was in an incredible bad mood and told him something in the line of “sod-off”. Then the scene fades and I continue down the hallway, back to the room.
Then I am falling asleep in the dream, when the room door opens and I jump up with fright. This time it is my boyfriend P. and I also wonder “I thought you were not coming back tonight!” - I thought I was already awake and he was real, because in RL he was actually not sleeping at home this night.Then I really woke up amidst some confusion.

5:00 GMT

Messing up a palace with crumbles
I’m sitting in an armchair of a palace, eating breakfast cereals from the package and wondering what I’m doing there. Maybe it’s from some friend’s grandparents or something. I look around and think “Hmm, maybe I should explore this place a little bit.” Then a maid appears, looks surprised to see me there doing that – not the behaviour you’d expect of someone living in a palace. I feel embarrassed of the mess I made with crumbles on the chair. I say I’m sorry and promise to clean up later, but she refuses, after all that’s her job so she just moves me away to the side and cleans up the mess. Ok, ok. I get it. I pack my cereals and move on. I am decided to explore the palace but all sorts of distractions cross my path. For example, this lady close to the entrance door wants to know if I remember if she paid the entrance or something like that. I don’t know what she’s talking, but I say I don’t remember, so she gives me money to pay... whatever.

Mirror portal
I am in front of the mirror above the sink in my bathroom. I realise I am dreaming and I sink my hand in the mirror. It was even more clear than usual. I decide instead of plunging there to take some liquid mirror with my hand and play with it. I drop it in the sink and try to solidify it there, but I don’t succeed, it stays liquid. Everything is getting dark and I feel I am loosing lucidity so I focus on the mirror that now transforms into a screen. For a moment I feel my face on my bed and realise I'm sleeping belly down, but manage to hold on the faint dream.
There’s only darkness around and this screen in the middle. On the screen there is a lady in uniform asking me where do I want to go. It looks like a flight company commercial or an interactive help post at an airport. I even laugh saying to myself the lady looks a flight attendant from Lufthansa (german company). I really don’t know where to go and while I think, all sorts of images of places but also just flashlights and patterns succeed on the screen at amazing speed but also amazing clarity. Then a map of the world appears and I am asked where I want to go. Stupidly the first idea that occurs to me is Germany (because of the Lufthansa connection) and I am sucked into the screen. But I can’t hold it steady and I wake up in my bed (or so it seems).

False awakening
I open my eyes, I’m in my bedroom, it’s early morning. Some light already coming in. I look around feeling disappointed with the previous lucid experience. And then I realise my bedroom’s door is open. I always close it to sleep, or else the cat will bite my feet all night. I get up to close the door and check if the cat is inside or outside, but I find it all too strange. I mean, not the room, everything looks just like it should, but the door open when I am pretty sure I closed it last time I woke up and went to the toilet... I decide to reality check and I sink my hand on the wall. Great! I am still dreaming!

Entering Nighthawk's dream
Still in my false bedroom I face the mirror on my wardrobe and decide to continue from there. I like using mirrors as portals, so I think again where I want to go in front of the mirror: from frivolous things to really important things I decide for the frivolous, mostly because I am still training so I have to take it easy. So I decide to go visit Nighthwak. I jump in the mirror, dwell in the voidness for a while and find myself in a lab. What went wrong? But then I see him there. He looks younger and I realise it must be one of his memories, from the university. He saw me eventually and he looked interested in exploring my presence in his dream. He signalled for me to wait a little while, but when he returned it wasn’t really him anymore and I sensed I had lost the connection and was just projecting. The lab was now an open air space, so I decided to move on, since this experience was no longer working.

Trying to escape a collapsing dream
I am walking around in this open air space that looks more and more like a park, with ponds, little bridges over canals, suspended gardens. I am thinking about where to go next and decide I must sit and do some meditation to go back on tracks – in terms of focusing on the really important things to do. But this dream here is kind of collapsing – maybe because it wasn’t mine? The bridges started moving and now end up in the middle of nowhere in the air, two gargoyles in stone detach from this stone balcony and attack me. I feel I need to get out really fast or I will wake up. No mirror around so I think about jumping in the water of the pond. But instead of mirror-like it is now murky, I see strange creatures swimming around, crocodile-like. I don’t feel so attracted to jump on it. Now the murky waters are rising and I’m losing ground. I climb to some brick wall and decide to jump from there to the floor and hope for the best.

End of the adventure
It worked. As I fell on the grass, I sank and landed on some other dream. I was somewhere in the Middle East. Also in a garden. All was shining in warm colours, red and orange, really beautiful and in the end of this garden there was this beautiful and amazing mosque, also reddish. I was stunned with the scenario and thinking that I could sit there. That’s when I saw a group of angry men pointing at me, running in my direction. That’s when I realised I had landed over this kind of big stone or wall, which apparently was sacred for them, or the whole garden was and he fact I’m sitting up there it is extremely offensive to them. As they approach me and start bringing me down from where I was, I ask forgiveness but I am still smiling, commenting with them that their mosque is really something special. They think I’m crazy. Then I realize I have to jump again but they just don’t allow me to do that. I have men grabbing my arms, others grabbing my legs, I can’t move. Shit, I have to develop a method to jump without really jumping, just with thought. And I really need to build a place to go just sit, because dreams are crowded with monsters and armies and just plain distractions to get us away from our objectives.

7:00 GMT – Wake up