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I'm in a competition, something in english I don't remember. I win the big prize, a trip to Venize. It doesn't look like the real deal at all; it's a big, green and lush prairie, with low, soft rolling hills. I walk around a little, listening to the murmuring grass. I spot a old, gnarly tree with a very dark, almost black bark and big off-white flowers. Their petals are thick, fleshy, with a waxy sheen and a very soft, floral smell. I pick a butch of them, the twigs holding them snapping easily. I try to put them into a pan filler with water, but the are so big I can't make them all fit.
After that I'm vsiting a house with a small group of people. It's mostly one long room, with green rottin furniture, fairly used; in place the rottin is faded to a soft, light gray. There's also potted plants clustered here and there, painting touches of colors in the house.

I thought I had posted this here. Apparently not.

November 28, 2015
Had a really awesome lucid dream, with magic.
Color code: Non-lucid, partially lucid, lucid, notes

I woke up after about 5 hours of sleep and took 8mg of GalantaMind. I don't use the stuff very often.

Eventually, as I lay in bed and feel myself going back to sleep, I imagine moving my hands. It becomes more realistic until I sit up out of bed in my dream body.
I say “I did it!” But I still can't really see. I rub my hands together and move around until my vision improves. I am partially tangled in the blankets still. I say “Go away blanket!” and try to ignore it as I go out into the hallway.
I stabilize the dream by rubbing my hands together some more and pinching my nose shut and breathing.

After I do some sexual stuff in the lucid dream, I wake up and enter another dream, still fully conscious.
I am outside of a building from my childhood, just walking around. Some cars drive by and I say to myself “What am I doing?” I also comment on how it looks just like normal waking life, with nothing unusual around. It's very realistic.

I find a multi-trunk tree near the building. Like a group of little trees, but it's all one tree. Under the tree is a large old book, with a fuzzy leather cover. The cover has swirly decorative designs in red, blue, and yellow on off-white. I say I wish I would remember what it looks like. It is a magic book. Inside is mostly art, paintings of fantasy scenes and creatures. It is full color, though prominently green because of plants.
I try to read some of the tiny text, but can't really make it out. I say what I think it says, or make up what it says.
In the middle of the book I find a short, thick-ish stick, about five or six inches long. It is meant to be used as a wand.

I point the want at a field and wave it around, saying something like “Make a dinosaur!” Several triceratops-like dinosaurs appear in a group in the field. They're like the kind with no horns. They are many yards away. I am excited but keep my distance.
At some point I return to the tree and say to it “Thank you tree,” and give it a pat.

In front of the building is a crowd of people. I want to show them what I can do. I wave the wand and say “Dragons dragons dragons!” A creature appears for a moment and then takes the form of a woman wearing overalls. When she turns around I see that she has a tiny tail.

I wake again and have another short, sexually charged lucid dream. Then wake again and return to the same place with the crowd of people.
I have the magic book again. I say “I wish I could bring this back with me to waking life.”
I don't have the wand anymore, so I just pick up a twig from the ground. I wave the twig around and say “Cows cows cows!” and a stampede of cattle appears. Everyone runs away from it. I wave the twig again and say “Wolves wolves wolves!” Brown wolves appear, or maybe the cows turn into the wolves. They attack the people.

I say to the wolves “Dissipate,” or maybe “dissolve!” but instead the wolves float into the air over our heads. Am am amused and say “Or float... and then vanish.” I blink and the wolves are gone.
I then try to use my magic to command all the people to lay or fall down. A few of them do, but most do not. I try again, and also say “Freeze!” but it is not working.
I say “Hm, it's harder to control people. Interesting.”

Now the crowd is hostile toward me (possibly because I have been a menace). Some of them have wands of their own. They are all facing me. But I am not afraid of them and say “You can't hurt me.” I try to make a pedestal to stand on so I can seem taller, but that doesn't work either.
I tell the people they are a part of me so if they kill me they will kill themselves. I tell them that doing what I want is also in their best interest. (Thinking back now, that's probably not true).

I wake up thinking “That was awesome” and that it was the best lucid dream I've had in a long time.

Can't quite recall anything.

The dream started with me moving to a new home with a dream friend. My luggage arrived at night of my first day there.
They laid it in the snow on my front lawn. (the visual reminded me how some movies i've watched where dead bodies are arranged in the snow.
like all dirty and bloody in crisp freezing ice.)
I went to pick it up, and almost all the cases were damaged with holes/opened.
A cat had rummuged through one of the bags and pulled out a lot of items to create some sort of shrine in a whole in the ground.
I shined my phone light on it, the hole led to separate tunnels. Fruits and random things glowing warm red light sitting everywhere.
Didn't want to touch because cat was crazy. Took luggage into my seperate garage/shed. Girl was standing in the room terrified and yelling.
Floors and walls absolutely covered in blood, pictures of girls laying on the floor. I wasn't concerned about it.
I told her to chill out and tried to leave, a "ghost" was holding the door shut. I got it open.

Now I'm in an old house redesigned as a baseball museum, with some friends. We're drinking and messing with all the displays.
We steal some stuff, good time. I return the next night and everyone is acting weird around me, like i had done something unspeakable.
I had cocain in my pocket but no one knew about it, and i decided not to tell them.
A friend from highschool appeared in a real sexy/90's outfit and asked if i wanted to go to a different party.
we left but i never told anyone about the cocain.



i remember the visual of the freezing cat shrine very well, magnificentenenet.

The dream starts with me reading a novel. Suddenly I'm inside the novel and I'm "playing" the story line as if it was a console game. I'm flying a wing-machine besides a big airplane that has an air conditioning hatch on it's side. I jump out and go stand on top of the airplane near the hatch. I press the "B" - on my invisible xbox controller that is "behind the screen of the dream in another dream where I'm "playing" the novel." I get inside the plane through the hatch. The cargo-bin and cockpit are in the same space and the main villain is there, but he is already beaten by other good guys of the novel. We give the novel to him so he could read the last pages and learn the plot twist about himself. As he has read the part one us shoots him instantly. The dream ends with us arriving to an airport.

Very long and vivid dream. I'm with my brother and some random forty-year old man. We're buying weapons in a house that looks like it was taken directly from the Godfather movie. There's a counter and a man behind it, he's the one selling the weapons. There's a boss of a mafia buying weapons at the same time as we are. He is far more richer than us. I try to irritate him while the weapons dealer stacks huge amounts of guns to him. We want those guns from him, and just then the dealer goes through the back door to check something. The mafia boss takes one of the guns and loads it, I say : " I bet that you want to kill me." He looks at me like I'm an idiot. All of a sudden the forty-year old man shoots the mafia boss. What the. Now we have to act quick! We are desperate. We're trying to quickly carry the mafia bosses body away from the room and I'm starting to dress into he's clothes. So I could pretend to be him. Agh! I drop the idea and go and try to stall the dealer from entering the room. The dream hops and I'm at my cousin's apartment. I ask her : " Which is more effective, a landmine or a grenade?" I then go into the kitchen and open the dishwasher. I pick up a coffee mug and I'm about to eat it when my cousin looks at me confused. I tell her : " I have eaten these before." I didn't get to eat it, I'm returning to the dealer's room but I end up in a medical center - looking area.

As I arrive there I leave the nearby ruins so the characters from the last dream won't come and shoot me. Some random gangster also threatened me briefly. I go to a well and take soap from a soap bottle into my hands. I'm starting to apply it to my hair and my hands when the scenery changes. I'm at the corner of some camping area and I see my brother, sister and mother briefly, but they soon disappear. There are others and they're spread around the camp. I see some brown haired boy and he seems nice. He looks at me and I smile. I'm now suddenly waxing a blue motorcycle. The boy I saw earlier is coming to me and I think that I could try to take make friends with him. Actually I think he want's to make friends with me as well. I'm not sure what I should say when he'd get to me. Then some older friends of mine suddenly pop in front of me and the boy goes to hide behind a wall. They ask : "How's it going?" I reply : " I'm fine." Other teenagers join us and we begin to sit down in a circle. The boy also comes to join from behind the wall. I have vibes that he's kinda like me, we could be good friends if we had the chance to get to know each other. I take of my fleece jacket and I sit near the boy. Others presume I'm the "leader" of the group and I hesitate, I don't know what to say. So I ask : " What kinda grades do you guys get at school?" Numbers are told, I brush my hair with my hand. I then leave the circle and I appear at my old junior high-school. My sister's dog is there too and I'm playing with it. It gets loose, oh no. The dog runs through the doors of the hallways and then outside, I try to call it back by hissing and calling it's name. My sister sees what I have done and says : " This better be the last time." I go back to the hallway and start to apply gel into my hair. I see my brother, hes... hes stalking me! He suspects something. I shoo him away and I notice that he has set up an camera recorder on to the floor. It's pointed at me.

But then I'm already hopped into another scene by the dream. I'm now in the canteen of the same school. The classrooms' places have switched and the canteen is a bit bigger than it really is. There are students discussing their grades. Some have gotten A+:ses and some LNAD:s, that means an F. At least that is what the dream says. A young long haired kid enters the canteen from the back aisle, he's holding a gun. He's about to shoot but he doesn't know how to use the weapon so I quickly run up to him and take a hold of his arms. I try to point the gun away from everyone and myself. He shoots. He hits someone's thumb. He shoots more. I don't know where the bullets go. I disarm him and run away from the front aisle towards the front doors. I freeze. I see a teenager lying on the lobby's floor. I break to tears. He's the boy from the camping site and he's been shot. He's dead. There's a girl lying next to him, she's dead too. They turn into glowing stick figure-looking beings as I pick them up into my arms. I start to carry them outside and as I get through the front doors I'm no longer carrying the girl, only the boy I wanted to be friends with.

I realize it's a dream, but I don't care, I'm still devastated. I say to myself : " ... this is a dream."It's a bright day outside and the dream is life like. I turn to look to the basket ball court and there's a gladiator made out of pure silver looking at me. He's wearing green warrior robes and he looks very powerful. He asks me about my promise, that I'd challenge him into a duel for fun. ( I never really had any promise like this). The silver being I'm looking at seems very wise, so I ask him for help. He walks to me. There has appeared a giant silver hand statue in to the middle of the front square. The hand is opened towards the sky. The gladiator being takes the boy from my arms and places him onto the palm of the hand. He stands up on the palm in front of the boy and raises his hands into the air. I ask if he could sing a memorial song in the boy's honor. I say : " Music..."and a soothing melody starts to play. I can't remember how the lyrics go but the song is very touching. The gladiator sings about heaven as he is looking up the skies. A beam of light hits the statue where the boy is lying on and where the gladiator is standing on. An angel of pure light appears from the light and takes the boy into her arms and rises up into the heavens... I lose focus, but another dream starts.

I fly a black small airplane thing and I fly past the hand statue. I think it symbolizes knowledge and the pursing of it. Everyone has disappeared. I have machine guns in both of my hands and I'm shooting everything I see. I get to a stadium and land in to the field. There are small shops and children with their parents. I take off and fly back to my junior high-school. Now the statue has disappeared too. I then suddenly get transformed into an anime character and some weird Japanese k-18 action starts to happen, but it's too weird to be posted here. And FINALLY the dream ends and I wake up.

Another dream begins as I fall asleep, and it's a lucid one. I'm in our stairway. I start to run towards the stairway's windows and I jump. I glide through them effortlessly into a dark and snowy dream world. I fly calmly and it's quite warm. Everyone is asleep. I put my fists in front of me like Superman and I gain a little bit of speed, but I want to go slowly for now. I think to myself that this might be what O.B.E is like. I fly above my neighborhood with no hurry. I go to this science center place near my city's train-station. There a river running close by so I go and glide above the frozen surface of it. The stars reflect from it. I glide and glide for good two kilometers at least, but the time it takes is quite short, near thirty seconds. I rise up to the roof of this tall hotel besides the main highway. I realize I'm in a good spot and say : " I could go to the Everest now." I begin to recognize giant mountains in the distance and I take off. Snap of fingers, it's day time now. Some tubes appear into the air in front of me and as I go through them I gain huge amounts of speed. Okay this is enough, some semi lucidity from now on I'm getting tired of writing this journal entry. There might be some typos, sorry about those.

ceiling

Start out visiting a friend. She is convinced her boyfriend is cheating on her with a woman, or a man, or both. She comes up with a plan to find him out. She takes a blow dryer out and starts talking into it as he is walking into the house. He tries to talk to her, but she talks over him. The noise of the blow dryer brings out background noise of his thoughts or something, revealing what he had been doing.

But then, plot twist. She asks, "You think this was about you?"

And then we go quiet, and hear that her roommate is sleeping with someone and making a lot of noise doing so. This roommate of hers has a boyfriend, so it's actually her roommate who is the cheater.

I leave, and go to a Church which is a part of the school I am going to. One of my coworker's is there. I sit in the second row of pews and grab what looks like a prayer book. I immediately drop it on the floor. Without thinking about it, I pick it up and kiss it while sitting. I hope that no one realizes I am a Jew in a Christian church.

The prayer song book has artful Hebrew letters written on it. But, it's not the book the woman leading is reading from. She's playing guitar and everyone is singing along, very much like my Hebrew school days.

Then, I'm in the front row, squished between my coworker and a stranger. I start feeling very claustrophobic, but I don't want to offend my acquaintance by moving. My discomfort is making it hard to listen to the words being said, so I end up moving so I can pay better attention. My coworker follows me and sits a space away from me in the second row.

The pastor, a woman, is talking about something I can't understand. Her past. It sounds a little shady. Someone comes in and unveils her as a terrible sinner who has committed horrible deeds and should not be teaching the word of God to anyone. She gets defensive at first, and then gives in to her dark side and tries to hurt us all. I want to escape, but there are traps laid out everywhere. My coworker and I eventually escape. He says something about being shocked that she could be like that.

I wake up. I have a few minutes until my alarm goes off.

I shut my eyes, and immediately I can see my hand floating before me. I realize it's in my mind, and I'm lucid, so I just lay there staring at my hand. I try to keep it in focus as long as I can, but the dream gets darker and darker until I can't see anymore.

I was running around a building trying to get out to a car that me and 3 other guys had arrived in, the car was a ford torrus and the kid had used the turrus as an alias. Anyway a bunch of stuff happened there was a stage and there were mushrooms and a security guard chasing me. I felt like I couldn't run anymore, my legs were tired, I thought "this is how dream running is but for some reason I didnt realize I was dreaming beyond that". I made it back to the car and that is when I realized the alias and the situation.

The next place I was at was gpas old house and we were shoveling snow around his garden which is grass, I was with my cousin Pat and Matt and my brother sam and maybe Katie. They had a sketchy backpack with beer in it and something else and they had their girlfriends coming over. We were in the garage when the sketchy back pack came out and thats about all I remember.

MILD day 1

Before going to sleep, I repeated my mantra. Yet, I was really tired and do not know whether I successfully "MILD'd".
- Woke up at 02:00 (Natural waking apparently) and went right back to sleep before I could think of anything.
- Woke up at ~03:00 after a dream, but could not remember enough to write about here.
- Nothing more until the alarm went off and I had to start my day.

In conclusion, it was a rough start, but I will be sure to be more intentional tonight and moving forward. I do plan on trying to mix in some WILD's as well when I can, or FILD's. Whatever I feel like.

2/9/2016

None of significance or that I can remember. (Really tired last night)

No LD’s tonight.

There's some kind of apocalypse, maybe shit falling out of the sky, and everyone is hunkering down and taking shelter. I've got myself a sturdy old building stocked with supplies, and a cute girl to keep me company. Unfortunately, people suck, and we're constantly getting attacked and raided.

Too much action to remember, but after three rounds of fighting off attackers, I'm in pretty rough shape. There's a bullet hole in my wrist I can see through, I've been shot in the ankle but can still walk, even though I was sure it would have crippled me. I'm bruised and bleeding and cut, but it finally seems to be over, and I'm dragging my sorry ass somewhere I can collapse and rest. That's when the fourth wave comes, about 50 people show up out of nowhere and swarm us. I barely have the energy to stand!

This was a really long one with great action. A shame my recall wasn't better.

I remember my dream..!

There was a public execution that took place in my city. The man was burnt alive in the early hours of the morning. A strange thing happened though, that very same person paid a visit to my home. I thought he'd somehow survived his execution, and invited him in. We spoke about lots, though I can't remember exactly what about.

By morning the man was nowhere to be seen, and I learnt that he was indeed dead. So the one I spent the evening with was a recently departed spirit..!

Mac
I run into an old friend, Martin. He's standing somewhere near a wall, bend over poking around in his bag I think. I approach him holding his 17" Macbook Pro and my own 13". I ask him if he was looking for this. In fact he was. I think I thank him for letting me use it.

Foot drainage
I think I'm in my room at my mom's house. I'm concentrated on my foot, I think my right one. I got a wound there which is pretty fresh. It's still healing, getting a crust. I peel it off. I start thinking that I shouldn't do this, but I can't help myself. I've totally removed the crust. Next thing I squeeze and some stuff exits from the wound, in a similar fashion to toothpaste exiting its tube, except the hole is bigger and the stuff is pinkish. At one point I think I should stop, cause I'm draining my whole foot it seems. It's just sooo much.

Alexandra
I'm standing in an Indonesian club, perhaps 2 metres away from a wall. My friend Alexandra is standing in front of me. We haven't seen each other in a very long time. We give each other a very big hug, one that seems to be a bit more than just friendly. There are perhaps 3 people standing against or near the wall on my left, I think I know all of them. At least 2 of them are female friends. Alexandra asks me what I think of them, but asks me in a way that makes it sound as if she is trying to gage whether she's got competition.

recovering from a string of underslept nights.

Dream boundaries? Who knows, a jumble of scenes:

at work with work colleagues talking about tech stuff?

+ ted cruz walks by (man that guy looks just like Ted Cruz!), it's his birthday? He asks why are we sad? It's his birthday?

birthday girl (pretty)

billiards guys one is cheating by hitting the cue ball with his cue stick twice per shot
they go down stairs and the roof doors close over their heads, barely enough room to fit

a girl is talking to a guy, (it's a TV show?) about how she's glad that she slept over so many times at his house and he never tried anything with her. He gets progressively more turned on and climbs on top of her.

Then she's "screwing in" a dildo that looks completely life-like to some base. I'm starting to get uncomfortable since I'm watching this show with my sister. Then she's topless but it's clearly a rubber facade that she's wearing on top of her skin, the cover goes down below her belly button and at the boundary with her real skin there's a lot of colorful confetti.

Then she's on her knees with her butt facing the camera and I'm thinking I should tell my sister something like "wow TV shows sure have gone downhill lately" and how we should just turn it off.

I was inspired by a post on this site to do a 21 day MILD routine as well. I will be posting each day as time progresses at the beginning of my DJ's. This will be starting tonight. I will be doing the "MILD routine" before I go to sleep and when I wake up after a dream. My mantra will be: "This is a dream, and I am aware". Simple yet powerful.

Anyway,

Happy Dreaming!

7 February 2016

A little backstory here. I had just learned of The Flat Earth Society and was checking out there subreddit to try and...understand their reasoning. This was on my mind as I fell asleep.

This is the story of a young girl's journey to fame and stardom. A girl who would be thrown into an impossible situation but let's not get ahead of ourselves here. I cannot tell you how this began as details are lost in memory. All that I can tell you is a young girl did something in TV. Something amazing and spectacular. Something so mystifying that she was praised all over the world. She had earned the reputation of a dynamo, an explorer, an adventurer. I never caught her name so I will name her 'Beatrice.' What could be more fitting for such a denizen than a name that means 'Voyager?'

Everything seemed to be going well for the young superstar until the day finally came for her medal to be tested. I do not know how it came to this but Beatrice ended up making a promise to do what no one was able to do. To travel to the edge of the world. You see, in this dream the world was flat and everything was surrounded by an ice wall. Once one climbed this wall he would have to travel several miles across frozen tundra to reach the edge of the world. No one had succeeded in doing this but everyone was confident that Beatrice would be the first. The events leading up to this are hazy but I do remember that Beatrice was freaking out. She knew that she would not be able to keep this promise. She didn't know how it came to this or what she was going to do, there was no way that she was going to make it all the way to the edge!

The day finally came and the world was watching. They had made it onto the ice wall that we call Antarctica and a camera crew was there to watch her progress. She was going to make it over the ice wall...She made it less than a mile. I don't know what happened or what she saw but she came running back in tears. Words could not describe how much she hated herself. She was supposed to be the best, she was supposed to be the first but she had failed. She let everyone down. I don't remember how the world reacted to this but I do not imagine that they were kind to her.

I am on the school bus on the way to school. I realize that I am standing in the middle of the isle, slowly walking to the front of the bus. Then the bus driver yells at me, and I sit down, in the wrong seat. I laugh at my stupidity and push my finger through my hand to see if I am dreaming, but it doesn't work. I move one.
I am in my school library with my classmates. It is first hour. Rosa Parks is going to be coming to school to give a presentation. I remember thinking that she already died, but I dismiss the idea. When she comes, she is the only one standing, everyone else is sitting. I think that she should get a chair because she is so old. All of a sudden, she is sitting down.
I am back on the school bus at the end of the day. It is my stop. I walk up to the front of the bus to get off, but I realize that I forgot to bring my backpack, water bottle, and eos from my seat. I go back to my seat to get them, but they are scattered under the seat of the bus. I do an RC, but it doesn't work, so I move on.