Last night's main dream was that me an my brother were sitting in my room, talking. I walked into my closet, and saw a dead person, just laying there. For some reason I decided not to tell my brother about it. A little later, I went into the bathroom, and there was another dead person laying there. I told my mom and brother about it, and I can't really remember what they did about it. I also decided to show them the dead person in the closet, and my mom said something about death coming really close to us. Later in the dream my sister was sitting on her bed, and I was standing with my hands pressed very hard against the bedroom door to make sure that something wouldn't get in. I'm not quite sure what. Another dream was that someone was giving a lesson about fun things to do in lucid dreams. They were talking about standing on a star and saying all the things you did wrong recently. The person said that you would feel really light and happy if you did it.
3/1/16: YES. Only 3 days in to my gravity awareness practice I have had my first lucid in months. I didn't exactly use the gravity awareness to actually get lucid but I definitely checked my weight and used it to stabilize in the dream. I'm pretty sure I have forgotten a little of what I did in my lucid as I didn't wake up lucid so the dream is gone a little but here is all I do remember clearly. Dream 1: I was out in the bush at this large, old house. It was really hot and there was a bushfire warning. I went inside the house and there were two 10 year old kids playing some video games. They asked me if I had played age of empires 3, and when I said I had they peppered me for advice and tips. Dream 2: I was at Hogwarts, sitting in the great hall while Dumbledore gave a speech. He started talking about this bookcase in the side of the hall, chained up, and how no one was ever to try and look inside it. Hagrid started chuckling, and when Dumbledore asked him what was so funny he pointed out that with the amount of traps around it and such it would be impossible for any student to break in, unless they knew the secret. Dumbledore glared at Hagrid, and spontaneously I performed a reality check, looking at my hands, and saw an extra finger! Suddenly lucid, I get teleported to an old Egyptian dungeon, presumably sent there by Dumbledore or Hagrid. I wander around the torchlit dungeon, testing out my dream body and feeling for my weight, realizing that my body other than my head felt weightless. I rounded a corner and saw a mummy/monster, I'm not quite sure what happened here but I think I defeated him and completed whatever trial I was meant to in there. I suddenly found myself in my bedroom. I went about my daily business for a while before thinking to reality check. I took a while for me to do so as I was convinced this was waking life, however eventually I did so and once again spotted that my fingers were blurry and there was an extra one. Lucid once again, I walked out into the house and then starting thinking about what I should do. I tried remembering the task of the month and could only remember trying to read the title of a book or to change gravity for DC's. Considering gravity is my focus this month I opted for the later. To find people, I went out and got the car, then drove it out into the street. After some questionable driving I ended up a couple of streets away, where 3 people were walking with some balls. I first made the gravity really heavy, so they suddenly collapsed onto the floor and couldn't move. This didn't effect me for some reason. I then made the gravity really light and they started slowly slowly floating up off the ground, again I was unaffected. One of the balls they had had fallen out and was rolling towards me, so I telekinetically zoomed it into my hand then blasted it off away. I ended up back in my bedroom again, not too sure how I got there or whether I needed to become lucid again. I once again thought about what I should do, and settled on finding my dream guide. I walked outside my room and thought out "Dream Guide, where are you?" and then I saw an image rush towards me of Sivason's avatar (lol). I yelled out "Sivason!", but then a wave of power rolled over me, forcing me to the floor (just like the gravity effect I was doing on others earlier, except actually affecting me this time) and Sivason disappeared. An image of a large, tentacle Lovecraftian creature appeared in my head, speaking in between high pitched clicks and screams to tell me his name was C'rinka or Jacinka or something like that, can't remember exactly . I asked him for advice, to which he started singing a song that sounded an awful lot like Killswitch Engage, complete with music and all. The lyrics seemed to be pretty generic stuff about love and failure and the world, so unfortunately they didn't stick in my mind. I'm not sure if this is the same dream or part of a separate one, but I was at my dad's old house, non lucid. There was some gaming tournament going on with all these people I didn't know lounging around and playing on laptops. I overheard two people in my bedroom having a conversation before I walked into the bathroom, only to find that full of people as well.
Went to bed around 10pm Thought about the tasks of the month before bed -took 200 b6 too Today I had been - for the first time in a good while - carrying my little buzzing machine which was going off at intervals of about 20 mins apart. When it goes off I take special moments of time to be in the moment and think a little about where I have just been and if things make sense to me " am I dreaming ? - Could this be a dream, really ..genuinely ...?" " I am dreaming - yes looks I have 6 fingers - wow how wonderful!' " Next time I am in a dream I deffinately realise - ' it is a dream!'! Apart from this I am putting effort when I remember of course to be mindful of the dream like nature of things throughout my WL 1.45 wake up for first dream recalled I am Taking part in a dance/fun competition - in a show on a stage - at some point I almost fall of the stage with the excitement of it all - laughing etc. At some point were are watching a miniature version of what we are doing with tiny little characters - one of mine is a little black man who seems to be doing quite well in the miniature show... I try a wbtb now but really ...I am too tired as have been under the weather of recent - I fall asleep thinking about the book title I see for the totm being " tonight I get Lucid ' - is the book title ... And thinking of the other tasks too I fall asleep in my wbtb and have a NL dream. I am looking at the rooms in a big house I am staying in - I am thoughtfully noting that there is something a bit strange with the windows... In this room they have been half blocked ...in the other rooms they are left unblocked ... I ponder this thinking it is strange ( great! I am noticing things )I ask my friend as I am truly puzzled by it and stare at the blocked Windows for a wee while. I ask my friend and she has an answer for it but it doesn't satisfy me... We are staying in this house and I am worried about the room Tara is staying in... I tell her to lock the door at night but she doesn't take me seriously .. - I say 'please do it for me' - I then go to her room and try to lock the door that leads to the outside for her ...but the lock is broken ⚡️- I go off to find someone to fix the lock or find a pad lock for the door so that she will be safe NEXT COMES THE EXCELLENT REPORT OF MY DRY SPELL BROKEN🎇🌅⚡️ - After being awake for a short while and getting a drink - I have laid down at around 5am ready for a wild on my back and try some SILD and 61 points to get me relaxed. Maybe I drifted off for a bit then I am aware again that I am hovering lightly within my body - Suddenly my legs swing up and a do a kind of up and back flip which is a wonderful surprise - a few more moves like this come to pass and I find myself awake in bed again ... I hold on and I Deild back in and this time I am more confident about 'knowing' I need to move forward and I see the light from the hatch leading on the stairs that lead from our attic room. I dive over to it and down the stairs like a bolt - as it is an oob type exit I feel the pull of my body in bed is still with me - Yay breaking a wonderfully long dry spell I got one of the basic tasks this morning ; Realising I am floating in my bed - after a while of laying down for my first wbtb in simply ages - it's dark as vision is not kicking in yet...I am feeling brave and decisive - I decide to make a go of it and start to scrabble towards the light coming from the open hatch in my attic room - I dive down into the study and walk with speed through to the living room. I am very exited to be LDing after a cool off and feel the need to accomplish a task. As I pass one of the book shelves I stop and reach for a book...at first it is very hard to read the title as it seems to be a super long title that doesn't make much sense.... ..I try to focus a bit more on the words " half way there" it says so that must be the title I decide not to look back at the book as I know it could change and I want to remember it now...if indeed that was the tile as it probably did change anyway I went on to do one of last months tasks when I got out side and after summoning a DC - he came around the corner on a tractor and got out when he saw me - I proceeded to laugh like crazy at him - it was fun as he laughed back at me and we had a genuine laugh ( he was extremely hunky too so the laughing became quite magnetic - I was actually about to do the lucid dare strip off when duty called and I knew it was time to pee - farmer boy - I'll catch you next time 🎇
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I'm with a golden haired man with short, slicked back hair. He pulls me in a car and I have to drive it through a underground parking lot. It's decrepit, the cement is stained and pitted, with the metal bar embedded in it sticking out like bones from a carcass with rust leaking out. Part of it is falling appart, blocking some roads. I try to find my way in it, my compagnon not very helpful. He does give me some direction, and we reach a back-end. I turn the car around, telling the man I won't let him get us into trouble if we need a quick guetaway. I find myself in a house with my family, namely my mother, her brother with his dog, and my sister. They were out to the beach and everyone is tired, my mother sleeping on the couch in her still wet clothes with a blanket over her. I notice a piece of paper poking out of her pocket and take it without waking her up. There's in fact two papers: on of them is too wet and desintegrate into a pulp, bu the other is still mostly whole. I read part of it; it's a very heartfelt letter from my father, written just before or after my sister's birth. It's written on a prescription paper, with the heading of the hospital he worked in when I was very young. It's typical of him, and rather sweet. I carefully lay it flat on the table to dry, feeling lot of love for both my parents. Finally, I wander outside that room to a living room with french windows opening into a stone terrace with iron-forged garden furnitures. There's a crew of cameramen here, filming what seems to be a business lunch. There's a dozen of people in suit, both men and women, eating an expensive salad in the sun. I'm lurking inside, not wanting to be filmed. I look around the room, there's a desk with a handful of pens and some letters, but I don't pay close attention to it. There's also a big cardboad box. I take off the lid and there's a big, pitch black rabbit in it, on a bed of hay. I pick it up and hold it close to me, it's as big as a cat and very fluffy, with a downy belly. I'm careful to keep it's legs tighly hold so it can't kick, but it's a very chill rabbit and it let's itself being carried around like a big furry baby. I walk to the other side of the room and find a stone wheel going down. There's growling coming from it, deep below. I call in it and something come up; it's sewage, dark and sluggish, with a white mouse swimming in it. I take it out of the sewage, but I didn't caught it properly and it twists out of my hand and fall to the floor before running away. I'm not very sad about it, since it was dripping wet and dirty. I gently put the rabbit down and pat it's head before opening the door for it. It hops out and I go back to lurking next to the windows. One of the people eating, and handsome man with olive skin and strong, patrician features, looks up and away from the lunch and right to me. He seems to recognizes me and his cold, calculated smile turn into an incredibly warm, sweet one. He politly but quickly excuses himself from the table and gets inside. He's tall and broad-shouldered, with cropped, very curly dark hair. I reach up to his face, and he catches my hand, interlocking his fingers with mine. His hands are as big as the rest of him, making me feel small. He smiles and cups my face with his other hand, it feels very warm and slightly rough, probably from calluses. I smile and coyly look away.
[Notes]: - By simply focusing on HI as I lightly fell asleep on a road trip, I was able to catch some of the following dreams before waking up. Lucid Non-Lucid Non-Dream [HI #1]: There’s something about this indistinct figure (me? clear person?) buying a shotgun. The shotgun was kinda invisible, with only a couple contours being visible. The figure loads a red shell into it (from the side; it was a sideways-break barrel). There’s some notion of him not being able to have it. Glasses, top hat, trenchcoat? Kinda like Murdered: Soul Suspect. Looking at the same mall as the Harbor Freight, from about 20 parking spaces back. There’s this brown, thick smoke originating out of nowhere, and it floats to the left, leaving a thick vapor trail. It appears to start getting constrained, as if there’s a clear glass tube around it. The voice of mom says “That unattended mule can drive.” [HI #2]: It’s a 50’s commercial. Panning back from the Portal cake, with this plank moving above it. A woman says the motto: “Dozens of bunches for every twelve hundred you choose.” [HI #3]: This was created by purposefully thinking of a random story based on random thoughts. I would guide it into a dream semi-consciously, letting my subconscious as well as my conscious work together. It started off with a strange apparatus that looked like an old telephone hanger, but my brain immediately concluded it was a lighter that hung on the wall. People would go up to it and light their cigarettes, cigars, among other things. It simply zapped whatever you put into it. The young, cartoon-ish inventor, in a top hat, looked to “the camera” and said, “Hey! I’ll call it the auto-lighting lighter -- the auto-lighting-er -- the Auto-Lighter!” Poor people of the proletariat (scruffy lookin’ dudes with grey clothes) would enter businesses solely for the use of the Auto-Lighters, and this caused some civil strife.
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Only disjointed elements in memory. A vague memory of wondering if I'm asleep or not. (!) As to what I did afterward, nothing remains. I see an old friend from school, he is by a large house at night in the yard. Candles in lanterns light the yard. We go inside, there are some of his friends in there, young women. He mentions that he can show his back if it really is something people want to see, as if someone asked him to show it. I think he just made it up to be able to have an excuse to show off a tattoo. He takes his shirt off. I see a disgusting, long wart protrude from his side. I think I get a glimpse of a light green tattoo but it is really small. Waking up on a mattress on a floor, I'm with a female friend of mine and her brother. We are all waking up, the light in the kitchen has an orange-sepia tone to it. Her brother complains that someone was drilling in the night and it woke him up. He says he was the only one to wake up to it. I don't remember waking up. I am a very sound sleeper.
Morning of January 3, 2016. Sunday. I am flying throughout my dream (with no backstory in mind) yet I do not recognize that I am dreaming at any point, which is curious. Mostly, my actions are illogical since I probably could just fly off to my right at any time, to find another location or region to land in, but I do not want to land in any area directly below me yet (or off to the left where there seem to be more forests being cut down), where my attention is mostly held. I do not want to land because the area is a very large lumber camp, which seems to go in a continuous arc, though it is not clear what is off to my right from this arc - probably the ocean or possibly an undefined and unrendered area where I cannot “really” go or an implied barrier (divided by liminal space, though I am not lucid enough to consider this possibility as dream-based) which I cannot go past. It seems that the lumber camp is very active in most sections and for whatever reason, I sense the workers are very hostile to intruders of any kind, including wayward flying people. After all, they are destroying the landscape, so probably would destroy anything (including people) in their path (as I do not reason they are doing it to provide for people as they likely may be). In one way, it seems like a miniature landscape (of about one-quarter scale), but this seems a possible distortion of my perspective. I do not fly close enough to the ground at any point to see that much. There is another distortion, something almost abstract but related to having to write something in a journal or notepad (while flying?) while just outside the perimeter of this range though which causes additional frustration. My flight path is continuously aligned to the semicircular lumber camp, which seems to go on like this for a considerable distance. This of course makes no sense, as if such was the case, I would be flying in a circle yet I seem to be going in only one direction in my dream and the land features below are consistently different as well. There may be some sort of association with circumventing and circumference, as this was one of those dreams that seemed to “self-title” itself after waking, something I have experienced fairly often since around the age of eight.
I remembered some short fragments of dreams. Before that I had some dreams that I didn't remember. First I was on a school bus with my boyfriend. There were a few other people on the bus but most of the seats were empty. There was a window open near the front of the bus and a nice breeze was coming through. We liked the breeze. I was lying in the bus seat feeling euphoric because of the breeze and my boyfriend was looking at me over the top of the seat in front of me. Then me and my boyfriend were in the apartment. I mounted a fan to the wall near the broken air conditioner. We were happy thinking the fan was going to function as an air conditioner and blow cold air on us. I turned it on and it didn't seem to be working very well. Then I was leaving some place with a friend but as we were walking to the car I wanted to spend more time with him so I asked him if he wanted to go shopping and he did. And since we were already at a strip mall we just walked into the next store, which was a large hardware store. The next store was an auto parts store. We weren't really shopping, but just walking around and talking.
I am watching Tekken on the television and notice the intro was not going the way it was program to. I quickly recalled that in waking life if I were ever put in a little scenario like this to assume I am dreaming. I continue watching and figure out there's no way a malfunction would go this far. I became aware I am dreaming.
[Notes]: - Used WBTB. The dream came in fairly late after I fell asleep. - For the longest time I was trying to WILD, but I gave up. I'll have to ask about that! - Had my first lucid FA! - I also had a DEILD!? I guess! - I'd been working on observing HI for a while that day, as well as the night before. - I'm changing my format to one I've seen around a lot. Lucid Non-Lucid Non-Dream [Enter dream:] So I walk into the new MPC room, and there's practically twenty-five people. Almost all of them are black, except for AI. I look around, and in anarchy people are kinda running around and showing music and stuff. I realize I'm late. TQ (who had a different name in the dream) was showing his newest trap beat to everyone, and it sounded pretty good. People were bopping to him, and he was doing great. My old chem teacher held me up as I did the Hotline Bling dance Anyway, I eventually got up in front of the club awkwardly. I apologized for being late and said, "I always say welcome to my clubs," as I wrote on this neon blackboard. I wrote "Welcome" in chickenscratch and then some other gibberish about what we were going to do, then realized it was kinda illegible. I picked it up and showed it to a girl in front and said, "Is any of that remotely legible?" And she shook her head. I started to write *more* legibly on the real whiteboard, but I realized I was just wasting everyone's time with it, so I just turned around and started asking people what they do. I asked AI what he does (for some reason I associated him with an avatar of a cartoon eagle), and he cockily replied with some crazy technological thing. He had some contraption that was put together with a button on it... sounded like crap if I remember right. Then, there was this other kid who wanted to go. I asked him what he did, but he kinda had a hard time explaining. He played it. It was a video, but apparently he had overdubbed the speech or something. The bell rang and the club ended. There was something about going to my old middle school, and meeting siblings of my friends. The dream fragments. I'm out on the wall in my yard. There's this scrawny little pine tree on the middle of the hill that's not usually there. I go over to it, and then I hear something. I look over, and this little doe is charging me from the west side by the creek. I see it and it comes to me at full speed. It gets close and I freak out and crawl up the little tree. Halfway up, I recognize the nightmare feeling, and I fully realize that I'm dreaming. Just to make sure, I look at my hands, and of course I have six fingers on each hand. I suddenly wake up from excitement. At this moment, I immediately tried to fall back into the dream. Guess what? It worked! I'm standing next to the same pine tree. I look around, not lucid yet, and see something under my porch. Something big. It's a moose this time, with a full set of antlers. The fear sets in, and it begins to run for me. At this moment, I recognize the fear, and become aware. It was an achievement to finally be able to dive back into a dream. Call it a DEILD! The moose stands there, and I look at my palms. Again, I've got some odd number of fingers. Suddenly, I wake up in my room. I turn on the light and look at my hands. TWELVE FINGERS!!! I suddenly realize that I just had my first false awakening. I continue to look at my hands as to stabilize the dream, but it barely works. I see my dog chilling out in front of my bed, looking at me. "Oh, hey, it's a dream character!" I thought. I remembered one of my long-time goals of asking for a joke, and did so. Then I just started hearing my own joke from my own head. It clearly wasn't a subconscious thought. I woke up and felt relieved. This lucid was the best one I've had in months, and it's great to finally get back in the groove.
02.01.2016The Smell of Blood In The Fancy Hallway (DILD) NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID I’m transitioning into a dream somehow, maybe through DEILD when I set an alarm to wake me up. The first immersive sensation that I’m experiencing is the smell of blood. And it’s so overwhelming, I couldn’t help but wonder what’s really going on. I didn’t feel it translated in waking life, even though the smell was potent, and I realized I’m inside a fancy castle-esque hallway. It’s grandiose in size, and seems to be highly maintained in spite of the smell of blood engulfing the area. The main attraction of this hallway is the black and white checkered tiling that’s about three or so feet in width. The external tiling from that is your simple dirty vanilla color that’s just as clean as the checkered region. I navigate the hallway, quickly glancing over the sections with fancy chandeliers, and the bright little speckles or yellow light with a subtle presence of orange for the rim lighting. I noticed diagonally to the right of me, a female wearing a red dress is trying to get some other male entity off her body. They were grappling her shoulders, and she managed to push them off, and somehow comes to my path as if she knew I was already there. She gets closer to me, and she has an uncanny visage that I’m trying to figure out who she could be an amalgam of. I paid attention to my breathing for a moment, and felt at ease with her, but she still looks like the perfect stranger, and yet the moment she was next to me, it’s like there was this invisible veneer that diluted whatever feelings of anxiety I had along with the smell of blood that was so dominant. I don’t think it was an infatuation with her, but more of a camaraderie type of relationship with her that could easily bleed into romantic undertones. She’s folding her arms together, and hands her hands near her cleavage, and she’s looking up at me with this distinct smile that also seems to be recovering from the previous attack from the male entity that looks like those Las Plagas monks from Resident Evil 4. She’s trying to ease her breathing a bit, and I told her that I thought she was Ada at first glance. I didn’t know what I meant by professing “Ada,” at first, and presumed later that I meant Ada from the Resident Evil series. Her red dress was pretty interesting even though I couldn’t absorb a lot of detail in it. But, I could tell that it mostly entailed of a mélange of lingerie near her breasts, and silk for the rest of it; mostly the leg region. We had a quick conversation where I initiated with a question, and I can’t remember what it was in particular, but I do know her response emotionally was being perplexed as to why I would presume such a thing. We’re running towards the nearest exit, which is literally straight ahead, and the dream transitions to where walking through muddy water that’s thigh deep. In front of us is this large brown mountain, and there’s a cave entrance with an uphill to it that eventually looks like stairs made out of stone, or the natural material from the mountain itself. There are a few people inside trying to get us into the cave to escape whatever it is. But for some reason, we’re having a few problems. As we’re on our way, some person is shouting from the background of how Shia LaBeouf is needed for something, and the more this is professed, the more I see the person doing this is actually him to some extent. However, this could just be a misinterpretation as the individual was far away from us. Some other points: - There was mentioning of Fallout to some extent as well. While I’m trying to navigate the muddy waters, I lose sight of the person that was following me, but I had a feeling she was still with me. At least, she was probably behind me trying to fight through the streaming water. I don’t know what we’re doing together, but this person seems oddly familiar, and I can’t help but feel we planned out an adventure like this in the first place.
I Can Recall A Fine Amount, So I'll Try To Write As Much As I Can. I Woke Up In The Dream And, I Don't Know Why, But I Already Knew I Was Dreaming. I Saw A Random Guy In The House That I Only Barely Knew In Real Life, And I Just Went Outside. I Went Flying After Being Thrown (Because I Often Can Fly After Being Thrown In My Dreams) And I Noticed That My Neighborhood Now Has A Sidewalk (No, My Neighborhood Does Not Have A Sidewalk, Some Idiotically Forgotten Thing That The Didn't Put.) Anyways, I Tried Summoning In A Dream Character, But That Didn't Work. Looking Back At My Most Recent Lucids, I Remember I Had A Hard Time Phasing Through Walls Because I Had Doubt, And Now Since That One Lucid Dream Where I Phased Through Walls Because Of High Anticipation, Now It's Easy As Simply Opening A Door. Maybe I Need To Do The Same When Summoning Dream Characters, Anticipation Is Key. Anyways, I Woke Up In Real Life, Simply Drifting Right Back To Sleep. My Next Dream Involved Me Going To Some Laser Tag Looking Place, Except With The Fact That It Was Only Dark As Lasertag. Instead, It Was A Game Involving Flying On Some Kind Of 1 1/2 Foot Long Star Pillow Thing Which Came In 7 Colors; Magenta, Purple, Red, Yellow, Green, Cyan, And Blue. Everyone Was Seated And Ready To Play. I Ended Up With A Yellow Star Pillow, And It Seemed That We Could Customize Our Flying Pillow Things. Appearently The Glitter Pen Did Not Create Glitter; No, Instead, It Caused Drawings To Display That Represented Your Personality, But Unfortunately, It Also Caused Ads To Display On The Back. For Some Reason My Star Was Very Heavy But Did Not Want To Drop On The Ground. Instead, The Star Was Trying To Fall On The Back Wall, As Well As The Stuff To Decorate It. The Decoration Stuff Managed To Fall, But Not The Star. I Woke Up Soon And Stayed Up For A Few Minutes, But Went Right Back To Sleep After. Next Dream Involved It Being Even More Foggier Than Usual, But I Didn't Care. The Dead Trees In The Front Yard Turned Pink And Green, And A Man Holding My Scooter In Front Of The Door (I Don't Know How To Bike, Okay, Be Quiet!) And Wanted Me To Open The Door. Unfortunately, I Had Bad Anticipation, And He Tried To Wack A Scooter At Me. Luckily He Wasn't The Smartest When It Came To Attacking So I Easily Dodged Every Move, Even Though One Of Them Slightly Got Me, Just Leaving A Scratch. I Ended Up Waking Up Soon, Doing A Reality Check. It Was Done, It Was A Dream. How Do You Feel About This Dream? You Don't Need To Comment, I Just Would Like You To Think About It.
The Asian Restaurant I approach a Chinese restaurant in a town where I spent my childhood, I look at the towns distinctive white architecture. It is in a weird place, by a forested park by the edge of the old shopping center. The day is a clinical grey one. I look at it, it looks interesting and unfamiliar, I see a blue neon sign. I enter it and meet a friend of mine and his girlfriend. I haven't seen them in a long time. The restaurant is small and has a long table in the center of it made of wood. My friend hands me a passport he said he found on the ground, saying there's something creepy about it. I open it and see that there is only a picture of our mutual friend in it with his name next to it and the issuing date that it Feb 1900. the rest of the pages are blank. How can that be? I look through the rest of the pages, they are blank until I begin to notice other pictures in it, other people. How odd it is. We order some sushi and eat it. I remember having some cash with me for a change and remember I have at least 17 bucks on me, it can't go over that I think to myself. The friend who was in the passport picture is also there now. We eat and I go outside as everyone went out to talk. I ask my friend how much the bill came out to and he says 90. I'm shocked, how could it be that expensive? That would mean I'd have to give him like almost 40 (in my dream calculation of it). I don't have that much, I wasn't ready to even give him all of the money I had. I give all of the 17 bucks to him and say shamefully that I'll have to owe him. He seems cool with it and to my relief says that the money I gave him covers my portion. I talk to his girlfriend, she smiles and is very nice. The Wrestling Match I'm at a show wrestling match. By the entrance where the wrestlers come in I hear someone call to me, I look up and see an opening over the entrance, an older man tells me to climb up to him. I climb a rope up to the opening in the wall that leads inside to another room. I look down and see how high up I am. I get scared and try to swing into the room. I succeed and feel relief. I follow the older man down the hallways backstage. He tells me it is obvious I just got lucky and had sex. I smile awkwardly and tell him "why hide being happy?". I feel confident and relaxed. We enter a cafeteria, it is well lit and looks like a school. It gets blurry, do I sit down with him? I think I see a Tunisian girl I knew in upper secondary. In an unclear transition I'm sitting in a machine shop. I'm surrounded by people who work there. Some of them are being pretty rude, laughing and not listening to anyone. They leave and someone in charge asks what can be done to improve conditions around the shop. I speak up, saying respect for others has to start improving. I also want to mention problems I have with another machinist. I then notice he's there right in front of me. I feel tense but continue, saying that he has to stop being so hard to work with. In The Afterlife Somehow the scene transforms. Everything looks similar but we are all now in an auditorium with a blackboard in front. A person in front says we are all in the afterlife now, we are all dead. We are going to be sent to the past/future to help save the world? The person writes down 4291.6 on the blackboard. This is the year we are going to. The person asks if there are any questions. A murmur springs up in the crowd and I raise my hand. I try to get my voice heard, I find an opportunity and say I have a lot of metaphysical questions I'd like to ask. As people file out of the auditorium I go next to the person who was holding the briefing, she is a pastor. My mind is racing with questions, there is so much to ask? How will we interact in the world of the living? What happens now? I start by asking who goes to the afterlife, adding that it probably Christians since she is a pastor but when I see the Tunisian girl there passing us in the hall I correct myself by saying it must be people from the Abrahamic religions? She says everyone goes to the afterlife when they die, there is now division. She mentions that she saw the Buddha in a park some time before. I say that it's great that everyone gets to come here. I make a mental note to look for the Buddha in the park after the mission. I enter a room that looks like a dining hall in a cruise ship. There is a stage in the front, far off to the right I see windows that give a little light to the otherwise shadowy room. I see people in military outfits, does this have something to do with what is going to happen, the mission? I see a stern older man in a military dress uniform, he looks almost like a fascist. People begin singing a song that is very traditional and nationalistic. I sing along, I see a woman is making sure everyone sings along. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't sing at all, not good at it.
Here's a couple more I couldn't write down 'cause I didn't have my computer. Dream: Night before last Dreamed I was having Alex (the bae) watch Pirates of the Caribbean with me 'cause he hadn't see it. But since I was dreaming it was a very different account of Pirates of the Caribbean... the pirates were all enslaved by a rather un-piratey, non-sea-related witch. As a result they were all pretty miserable. Then a somewhat younger girl showed up to try to free them all, and for a while I was her. I managed to halfway free the pirates, which got the now-angry witch's attention. She turned on me and I had the distinct impression, similar to what happened with Mr Blue Wife Beater a couple nights ago, that I didn't stand a chance vs her. This is kind of an unusual feeling for me, because I sort of expected that if someone who wasn't a monster came at me ready to fight, I would be all over them because I love fighting. But now, not only did I not feel like trying to decimate these guys, I also got the impression that I had no hope of defending myself, so both times I didn't try and just got messed up. It's weird. I feel like defending myself should be an automatic instinct, but it hasn't been lately. At any rate, in the next moment this crazy magic-using woman was all over me, throwing me to the ground and shaking me. And the dream cut back to Alex and I watching the movie on the couch together, watching this enraged magic lady slam this girl into the ground over and over. I was like, "This is just like when a spider's wrapping something up," 'cause that was honestly what I thought and honestly what it looked like, it wasn't the dream putting words in my mouth. It was so violent and deliberate. When the magic lady stood she looked like a mix between the two of 'em, and the other girl was gone. So either she absorbed the girl, or she possessed her, I'm not sure which. The dream ended soon after. Dream: Night before night before last I dreamed about Leffen again which sucks for me 'cause he makes me feel SO insecure. But in the dream he was actually nice to me, which somehow makes me feel even worse... my dreams are just wish-fulfillment trying to convince me that he could actually like or care about me. *gets depressed* Anyway, I dreamed that I was back in the Cheverly house, in the living room, and Leffen was using it to stream him playing some game. I felt like I was just getting in the way a bit, and then, at one point when he walked out of the room, he walked back in at the same time that I went blind. I was between him and his chair, and I wanted to hurry up and get out of his way, but my vision was totally frozen; looking around didn't change my view at all, I just had this locked-up scene stuck on my retina. I tried to explain this to him so he would get why I was just standing there. He actually seemed a bit concerned, which, when you think about it, is a pretty realistic reaction to someone going straight-up blind. I managed to feel my way to the couch and lie down. Closing my eyes made everything black, so I stayed like that for a bit, and after a while my vision was back. So then Leffen let me take over his stream for a bit, and I got on really hoping that his viewers would like me (all of which was unrealistic for a few reasons). The game he was playing was something like... you're trapped in a house with a whole bunch of almost-human monsters who really don't do much but slowly try to follow you around. Even if they caught up to you, they didn't try to attack you or anything, and YET, it was pretty scary. I ran into the bathroom and tried to lock it with a key, which was an almost paper thin piece of metal that did pretty much nothing. Still, I got the door kind of locked, enough that when they tried to get in, the doors bumped inwards but didn't open. I went deeper into the bathroom, which was quite a large bathroom as it turned out, and then lost track of where I was. Next I was in a locked room, next to a door that had a little window above it that I could crawl through. So I did, and found a couple of monster-humans on the other side. One of them was this faceless thing with rubbery brown skin that looked up at me with a small, gaping mouth. For some reason I didn't find this guy disturbing, but I did have the brilliant idea to jump down on him as hard as I could. And it worked! Unlike some dreams where trying to do something weighty has unsatisfying, floaty results, this time it really felt like I was landing full-force on this unfortunate rubbery brown guy. And I crushed him. Then I ran off andddd I forget what else happened. WOO. I think not having my computer has had a positive effect on my dreams... Might have to explore that further.
I'm posting all of these ones together because these are ones I had before but forgot to put on here when I had them. If you think I should split them up, just say so. #2 Got lucid and started to fly across a small lake. My body was positioned horizontally like a bird. It was quite vivid. Lots of blues and greens. (lasted 30 seconds or so) #3 I forget if this was number 3 or 4. It doesn't really matter. Anyways, I was with this other woman, sitting on a bed, waiting for this one man to come home. We looked in eachother's eyes and said, 'We're dreaming, right?' or something along those lines, and I realized I was dreaming. (30 seconds) #4 I dreamt I was texting my boyfriend in Dutch on the computer--then I realized I was dreaming. I tried to type some more stuff when lucid, but it was super slow and pretty much impossible. (30 seconds) #5 In this one I was looking at my parents old lake property. After studying it, and noticing how it looked similar to how I remembered, I realized that I was dreaming, because we sold that place to other people. I then realized I was standing on the other side of a small canal (like those on the side of the road in the Netherlands) and I saw my dad sitting on a chair in front of one of the reddish houses that were attached together. On the right, it merged into the old lake property in an interesting way. I told my dad what I observed. Then, I tried flying across the canal to my house, but it was much slower than I was used to. It was neat looking at the vivid scenery when I did so though. I did get to the other side, and I think I walked around/looked around for a bit, and then woke up. (5 minutes) #6 So I was at a mall, and there was this mood ring display sitting near the exit. It had all sorts of mood rings with cool blue/purple/so on colours. They were personality mood rings, sort of. Let's just say they described certain NSFW identities/roles. I think I looked for one that fit me. I saw my dad further inside the store, and he looked like he was getting ready to leave. so I started to walk up towards him but then I realized how vivid it was, and decided to try flying (I thought it had to be reality, it couldn't be a dream). To my surprise but not surprise, I succeeded. So I flew over to my dad, around 1 meter off the ground, and told him i'd be checking out the mood rings. He said okay, and I think he gave me a jar of spaghetti. so I took it, and flew back to find the mood rings. I suspected that the stall had probably disappeared, and when I flew in the space between the two doors I saw that it had. During all this I was looking around at the vivid mall scene, and occassionally refocusing. It was painfully vivid almost, and it felt like my eyes were open even though they were not. I finally lost focus when I was at where the moodrings were, and the scene went grey. However, I still felt the jar of spaghetti in my hands. I thought, 'No, it couldn't be', and I pressed my hands against it, and it felt real. So I opened my eyes and saw the spaghetti jar under my sheets, with a bit of a spaghetti sauce stain on one of them. I wondered how the heck I took a spaghetti sauce jar to bed, so then I realized I might still be dreaming, and then i woke up--I think? Either that, or while I had the jar I started to chat on my phone in the dream and maybe tell about the rings and me randomly holding a jar of spaghetti. I think gab reacted to it somehow (in the dream chat). Anyways, and then I woke up! (Probably lasted 5-10 minutes).
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