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Splitting today dreams bounty in two posts for tagging purpose.

I'm walking around with my mother and sister in a big house that was split into flats. It's a little past its prime but style rather stylish, with marble staircases and wood panneling on the wall, the floor is carpeted in a camel color and the wood panneling are rather dark. I puck up a orange kitten and hand him back to its owner, a girl my age who thanks me a lot then talks to me about her brother, who's looking for someone to take care of his two jakc russels. I politly nods and go back to my family. Whithout trasition, we're outside another house on a hill. We walk up the stairs that lead in and enter into a veranda that open into a living room with big windows. It's very cluttered but pristine, with beautiful fournitures and tastful decoration. On the back of this living room is a staircase going down into the hill, probably to the rest of the house. The light, is golden and slanted, like the end of the afternoon. The veranda opens in a french formal garden, with a pool fitted in a ancien fontain and a straight path leading to a big manor. Here, the light is colder and the sun highter, like a winter midday. I realize that the pretty house we were in is merely a dependance of this big manor. My mother urges me to accept to take care of the man dogs' as it would allow me to live in the dependance. My phone buzz and it's a text from both the girl and his brother, telling me that I'm their best candidate and could I please answer quickly? I say yes, feeling more that a little coerced into it.
Without transition again, we're in a mall, looking for clothes; mine are falling appart. My sister sprints in first, she's wearing a lovely dress in a odernised 50s' style, in a red fabric with white polka dots. There is two zippers at shoulders blade level, and she open them "to feel less hot" and ma mother says that it makes her look trashy, but my sister doesn't care. We go to the back of the mall to pick up jeans and I wake up.

TBC in the next entry

Still felt quite tired, so after being up for 4 hours (after sleeping for about 6.5 during the "normal night"), I went back to bed, around 11:30am. It took me a long time to fall asleep. Breathing relaxation wasn't distracting enough from thoughts, so after several position changes and attempts at quieting my mind via breathing alone, I started playing around with SSILD. Vision / hearing / body, in various orders and varying durations. That did the trick!

+ I'm walking along the ridge of very high hills overlooking an ocean far below. I put down my stuff, and decide to fly. I take off and am gliding down the step but not vertical slope, picking up speed. I put my hands out in front of me and see them stretched out superman style. I think about pulling up and do some loops but I decide to fly all the way down to the water, then pulling up and seeing how far back up my momentum will take me. The view is amazing: clear, bright day in sunlight, blue sky.

+ I'm in "my room," a smallish room sort of like in an office building. Someone has brought me a new (couch?) with artificial materials which really smells very chemically. I walk out and to the next room which is also mine, it is full of stuff, very cluttered.

+ [False Asleep-ening?] I'm lying in bed and experiencing very strong vibrations. I'm trying to WILD. The vibrations come and go. Sometimes they get very strong. I wonder if I'm already dreaming, I should just try to get up, but I'm concerned about moving my waking body. Someone's on the room with me, I think it's my son, he's making some noise and brushing up again my feet which are hanging off the end of the bed? I'm able to ignore him and continue waiting for the dream to form, but it doesn't seem to want to form visually. I'm surfing the vibrations, staying calm, for what feels like a long time. The vibrations get pretty intense.

+ I'm lying on a mattress on the ground in a room in a house. I'm lying among sheets but am naked and exposed, in an aroused state. There's a (middle-aged Asian?) woman there, she puts on a lab coat. She's the masseuse, I'm going to get an erotic massage. I think about her touching my (ahem) and get excited. Then I see my son enter the room from a back room, and think oops, we're going to the same place, and how awkward it is to see him here. He leaves, and the masseuse mentions that he has some handheld device that is displaying information. I say that's nothing to worry about (?).

Walking through this building, at one point it's a haunted place, where ghosts move around, and I see faint impressions of them as they move through me (I'm standing in a doorway) into the room behind me, I feel them passing through me and say "I feel them!".

In a back-room kitchen of the massage building, a woman is in there (saying "you shouldn't be here"?). Outside on a street, there is a naked woman showering in the distance on a store-front. I don't pay much attention at first, then I think I could go have sex with her. But since it's a shower situation lubrication would be required. Then there's an odd scene for about a minute of me trying to stuff my (ahem) into some other weird flesh thing with very small openings and it's just not working out.

+ I'm at a medium-sized round swimming pool (more like a wading pool) at some abandoned house. There's a guy (clothed?) splashing around in the blue water. I say/think the water must be nasty because it hasn't been cleaned in a long time, he says "naw, it's fine, I haven't had any problems and I come here a lot ". But I still think it's dirty and there could be any number of maladies you could pick up from it. There are several people mulling around.

+ (f) hanging out with laughing crowd, a young version of DT (JT's from company "3") is there in a sleeveless top, and one point she lifts her arms up over her head and holds on to something above and behind her, the view is fantastic.

First entry, yay! Explanation of foreign words and background info in blue.
My female roommate has a redecorating fit and decides to pretty up the flat (which is, as is often the case in my dreams, more narrow than in waking life and has a somewhat weird layout) with dozens of plants. I'm pissed off because she woke me up in the process. Back in waking life, this had happened directly before that dream, only it was my male roommate preparing for work.
Aside from having more narrow rooms (one of my dream signs), our flat has some very warm and pretty lighting and feels cozy, especially with all the new plants. I walk into the kitchen and notice that the oven is on. I look inside and see some rolls and pastries, along with Donauwelle (a chocolate covered cake with cream and cherries) that my roommate put there. I think about telling her that Donauwelle is supposed to be eaten cold, but decide against it because I really can't be bothered.
I turn to the refrigerator. There's a little potted tree on the ground below and I can barely open the door without knocking it over. Inside, I look for something that needs to be eaten soon before it spoils (which I also do in waking life when I open the refrigerator). There are two plastic packs of pork loin. The surface of the meat looks spongy and has been painted with red ink. This is a reference to my day job, where I assist a pathologist cutting anatomical specimens. Ink is often used to mark the different sides of the specimen so you can reconstruct where exactly it sat in the body. Then I look in the upper right corner and see a plastic cube of about 8³ inches (20³cm) filled three fourths with clear water illuminated by the fridge's warm light. There is no sign of condensed water on the cube's walls. Floating on the water, there is something that looks like a beet, with a circle of small brown eggs around it. I don't realize that eggs that float are inedible. Overall, this arrangement looks very fresh and tasty to me. I remember that the beet is a kind of designer food that is supposed to taste fantastic and provide a lot of important nutrients. Before my inner eye, I see a cross section of the beet that shows its several layers, all labeled. The innermost layer is a very dark, moist red and consists of ground berries.
From another room, I hear someone speaking Chinese. I look who it is and realize that my roommate is having an entire Chinese family over, so I decide to take a walk.
I find myself walking on a tarred path between patches of neat lawn. It's fall, and everything looks a bit foggy. Two men in loden overcoats walk toward me. One of them has a wolf-like dog's head with very long and fluffy fur. While they pass me, I think that the dog shouldn't be walking on two legs, and that this must be a dream. But before I can gain any measure of lucidity, I look back and the dog-man has transformed into a dwarf with a dog mask he wears as a Halloween costume. Since it's Halloween (and it really is, oddly enough), that seems quite OK, and I'm lulled back into gullibility. Walking uphill toward a college campus, I see students wearing more Halloween costumes and doing a ritual that in this dream is typical of Halloween, chasing each other around to slap a Speckmaus (a white, chewy and sweet treat shaped like a mouse) on someone's forehead. A guy with a cardboard mask and a red and black lumberjack shirt runs up to me to slap one on my forehead, but since I'm still pissed off I grab his wrist in mid-air and squeeze it as tightly as I can, trying to inflict pain. He isn't all that impressed, gives me a disappointed look and asks me what I'm doing here, I'm not even a student, and I shouldn't spoil their fun.
I ignore him and walk into one of the college buildings, an ugly 60s red brick bungalow. From the corner of my eye I see a tall professor dressed up as a wizard in white felt clothes lecture three underage students half his height dressed in similar costumes. A female student of about my age with dark blonde, shoulder length, faintly wavy hair walks toward me. Looking at each other, we immediately feel a strong connection. She invites me to her room. While we walk there, she explains that it's in the quarters of the rowing club, which she has sort of stumbled into because all her friends really wanted to row with her.
We arrive at the room, which is about 375ft² (35m²). She has just moved here for a short vacation, so it's cluttered with randomly unpacked clothes and hygiene products. One wall is just a long sheet of glass that directly faces a pool without a walkway to separate the two. The pool is a system of winding "streets" that flow into several larger "squares". It is framed by the same neat lawn from before, but now it's a pleasant summer evening outside, and the sun is just beginning to set. 50 yards off, I can see a few dozen people having a pool party with tiki torches.
The student asks me to come to the party with her. I'm a bit disappointed because I thought she'd let me nap in her room, but I also want to get to know her better, so I say she should go ahead, I'd only need to put on swimming trunks. What follows is much less vivid and deals with me being confused about what constitutes being clothed and what doesn't and being ashamed of my nakedness when I realize I've taken off all my clothes except for the T-shirt (an olive green heavy duty cotton shirt) although there's no one around to witness it. Finally, I manage to put on my swimming trunks, and the dream becomes more vivid again.
I look around and notice that the student has a lot of interesting books, but also a lot of things that look like hipster crap, and I think that she must be the well-educated child of rich parents. In the middle of the room there is a heavy wooden desk, covered in the aforementioned clothes and hygiene products. Inlaid into the desk there is a white porcelain washbasin with a silver faucet. The faucet is not connected to the water supply, but to a plastic bottle.
The label on the bottle looks like the one on Gordon's Dry Gin, only with a calligraphic font, and reads "Dirt Water". I turn the bottle over to read the back label. It features Art Déco illustrations showing the history of the product. There's a picture of Queen Victoria and one of a woman in a linen dress and apron stirring something in a copper boiler (the kind they brew beer in) with a large wooden pole. The text explains that Dirt Water was invented in Victorian London to promote public health. Below are illustrations of historical groups of people who used Dirt Water. The only one I remember shows a man from the neck down sitting at a table. He wears a grubby industrial worker's coat and polishes an old Luger with a red rag. The caption reads "Anarchists".
I turn on the faucet and use the water to brush my teeth and rinse out my mouth afterward, being careful not to swallow any. It tastes faintly earthy and I feel very small grains of the eponymous dirt on my tongue. Then I turn to go to the party, and wake up.

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

Dream 1: Trees & Trains
It's during the day. I'm with my girlfriend and we're about to cross a railroad which doesn't have any protective measures. A double-decker train is approaching slowly from our left. It looks like a regular Dutch train; blue and yellow. My girlfriend pulls me back a bit because I was thinking about crossing before the train got here. She says something (can't recall what) which slightly annoys me. We pass the railway, though there are a lot of tracks. I think to our right is a platform. The scenery gives of a grungy vibe, not very neat, slight disorder. There are gonna be some incoming trains, but there are pine trees laying on the tracks, blocking them. They are laying rather neatly, in the same way that a train is on the tracks. Moving them is a matter of pushing them forwards or backwards on the tracks until there's a switch where we can push them to another track. My girlfriend and I are doing this. At one point there is one that we leave laying around for too long and it blocks a train (or 2). It also isn't laid down neatly, but stands up somewhat. Somehow all the pine needles fall off neatly starting from the top. I think we make a run for it at this point.

Still daytime, I'm standing alone near one of the train tracks. It's like I'm in between scenarios, as I've started cooking, but a different setting hasn't fully materialised yet. I have some meat which I smell to check if it's still good. I'm in doubt. There's also some fatty parts which I remove. I end up forgetting which part is the fat and which part the good meat. I can hear K (my blond female housemate) talking from my left, a bit in the distance. It feels as if there's a door in between us.

Dream 2: Holy mother of knees!
I'm with a guy who is supposedly my housemate. We're chilling in his room, which is decorated like a living room. I distinctively recall the colour red. I think it's because of a red couch which appears later on. We're messing with each other a bit. I'm filming him while he delivers a speech of some sort, while standing against a white wall. He's wearing a black jacket and I think a white cap. He's a bit taller than I am. He jokingly punches me or something and I attempt to kick him in the balls. Eventually we're down on the ground and I'm in a low squatting position while he's holding me there. I tell him he needs to let me go, cause my knee can't handle this. He persists. Eventually I start crying and he sees that I'm serious. I think I might've felt my ligament snap. A moment later I'm sitting down on the ground elsewhere in the room. I'm feeling up my knees. In my mind it's the right one which is messed up, while in reality it's left. I can slide my right kneecap all the way to the right side of my knee, leaving a sort of hollow platform where my kneecap is supposed to fit. Holy f! This is not good. I check on my left knee to see what is normal. I can slide it all the way to the left side, same effect. Wtf? I tell my housemate to check it out and if he can do that too. I examine my right knee more closely. Just underneath where my kneecap is supposed to be you can still see 3 or 4 staples from the surgery (I never had staples).

This is the moment from which I distinctively recall the colour red, though I'm sure it's not only because of the couch. My housemate has about 4 or 5 instruments. Piano, guitar, violin... not sure what else. From a distance I can hear K again. There's a small window with a slit above it through which sound passes rather easily. She is with a guy. She enters the room. It's one of my classmates, one of who I have never dreamed before; BJ (not kidding here). It feels like they aren't just friends, but it's sort of a date.They sit down on the couch, while I look around for a shoelace. When I look down at my shoe I can tell there are supposed to be 3 or 4 different coloured shoelaces in it. I'm missing a red one. I look through a small drawer I believe. In the end I must've found something, cause I sit down on the couch on the far right to tie my shoes. I feel something pushing against me. It's BJ. Because they didn't spread out evenly it's getting very cosy here. I move to another smaller couch. BJ makes a joke about missing out on this opportunity with me. K says something about how it's not comfortable leaning on BJ anymore, cause he's not leaning on me. I tell them that they don't know how to sit comfortably.

Fragments
» I'm outside in an urban area, I think a residential neighbourhood. It's dark and there's almost no one on the street. I might be out jogging. A classmate comes by with his dog and they pass me. I don't recognise the guy, but I instinctively know that he's my classmate.

» I ask someone about the dreads of a distant friend of mine called Q. I'm not sure who I'm asking, I think 1 or 2 girls I know. They tell me it looks ridiculous. Really? They say that she cut off her previous dreads and started anew, but this time she did it herself and blegh.

» I've entered a building, I believe a university building. Inside are some of my classmates. I can't recall what happened exactly, but it has something to do with our upcoming exam.

Dream 3: WhatsApp distraction
I'm at a train station, on the platform talking to a friend (no clue who it is though). We're leaning on the railing. I'm not sure what the conversation is about. I walk towards the tracks and back for a few seconds. On the way back I hear my name coming from my left. It's a former co-worker, who is sitting on a bench reading a newspaper. I greet him from my current position. My friend says it's ok if I go over to talk to him. I'm ok. A few seconds later the co-worker announces he's gotta go back to work. See? Issue resolved. It feels like they've switched places and I'm now talking to the co-worker. He tells me about the time he was supposed to be back at work by 12:00 but wasn't back until 14:30 or something. How?! He tells me it's cause he got distracted by WhatsApp.

D1 - In student house with many floors, landings. It is early hours of morning and others a sleep or just very dark. At bottom of house there is a food store, full of meat. You can only obtain food if you give an equivalent amount of meat. I would have to cut off my own arm and put it into storage. I managed to cut off someone elses arm and put that in instead.

D2 - E is worried about how his class will perform in final year. He always jammy and manages to get out of trouble. He goes to head and makes presentation, head is taken in. Im annoyed.

D3 - In class , traditional layout, tables in rows, 2 kids per desk, very dark, large blind down. I give children wrong work to do. Work is printed on old printer paper with holes down the sides. I try and get back work but some has been written on. I send some more to the printer as more children come into the class. I look at one childs work, it is a large homemade bound book with thing stuck on and in it. It breaks, oops.
Class line up by window, light is streaming through below blind. child peaks under blind as is worried about being bullied. Bully is boy with dark short hair out in playground.
I try to use computer terminal but I cant remember commands for old operating system dos.
I get to printer room with class waiting outside. It is a large room with rows of old school tables. At the back tables have technicians and terminals and printers.
I walk to a terminal at the back and try the commands, which come up in glowing green on screen. I check printer. Printers, all different, look like scaled down nuclear reactors, spherical, whitish and plasticy.
A technician bustles over friendly, thining hair, lab coat, glasses. He asks if he can help me and busily types away, sending the printer into life.
Terminals they are using are so old they are yellowing, with old shinny trademark silver and black on sides.
Everytime a terminal breaks down it is not replaced hence workers are left here with nothing to do. Young women mess about on benches with nothing to do.

D4 - Another classroom , another class. Children are not on time for lesson. Two turn up and then go into one when told off. One was carrying a bottle into class. other member of staff tries to pacify them.
Child with long mop of hair obscuring face continues to grizzle on way to seat. Other children look on concerned.
At end of classroom is a wooden shed and what seems to be a cliff. there is a fence to stop people falling to there death, presumably.
One child goes under the fence and brings back a bucket full of bottles of something for the kid. He brings them over to kid to my astonishment and shagrin.
I ask for a compromise from these crazy kids.

D5 - Fragment
Somebody told me I was having a big observation the first day back at school due to the pay banding im in. Waaaa scarier than Halloween. Phew was only a dream.

Long, fairly vivid dream.

+ I'm in the top bunk of a bunk bed with my jr high best friend DD, we're sleeping there. A guy has come to talk to us. I'm a bit embarrassed about being in bed with DD and think I should probably say "this isn't a gay thing, we're just sleeping."

I get up and look back and the bunk, I think maybe I should sleep on the lower bunk, no one's there, but it is really messy and dirty. There's a single bed next to the bunk beds with a girl lying in it.

DD and I are getting dressed in order to be (waiters?) at a (catering?) event. The manager comes by and says "you're wearing THAT!?" I get really mad and get in his face and we go to the upper level (of the park playground?) and stutter and stammer and can't find the words, I'm try to say something like "you need to be..." (respectful?) (with your position of authority?).

In another area/room, getting dressed for the work. Black shirt, black pants, should I wear a tie? Is it OK that I don't wear a belt? I get a close up view of the back of the pants which has a dip in it at the belt line.

1) Fitting a 2 way radio in the back of my children's headmaster's car. The car became full of water and I was told it was a leak at a tropical fish factory, I saw the field next to the car was full of water. I ran out of rubber bands to finalise the fitting and had to walk to my mother in law's house to get one. I went there got a rubber band, on the way back the path became an exciting running track that slopped down I fell and caught my hands on some brambles.
I fitted the radio and went back to my mother in law's house. the Rolling Stones were playing in the front room and my daughter thought it was exciting. There were 2 other children there who looked really bored. A famous woman was standing at the kitchen table talking about adopting disabled children and how she helps claim funding for it. For some reason she had a large bottle of iodine solution in one hand and was pouring it out.

2) Stood in a lounge, it was my lounge, but it wasn't anything like my actual lounge. I looked out of the window and the lawn was mown with all the clippings pushed up against the side. My youngest daughter told me that it was mummy's new man friend and I was a bit suspicious because I didn't know she had any man friends. My godfather, who is a solicitor was sitting on the sofa, I said hello to the cat. I had an itemised bill from another solicitor and I commented on it to my godfather and he had a look at it. I also read through it and there were several items listing drugs such as cocaine, it all seemed logical at the time.

3) REMEMBERED LATER IN THE DAY. I was sat with my wife and a catapult device was going to throw a manekin of a young girl so she landed on a young boy, almost like in a car crash test. I was warned that it would be upsetting for young children. The catapult fired and the manekin landed and its head crashed against the boy's head. One of my children got very upset watching it. I turned around to my wife who was holding a baby who seemed very calm. Slightly weird situation.

*Gaint dog the size of a horse roaming an apartmemt complex.
*Arnold Schwarzenegger is being an asshole supervisor.
*Talking shit to skater kids as we pass over a Bridge.

FRAGMENT | FULL NON-LUCID | LUCID
If there's no entry for a particular day, either I wasn't able to recall anything or didn't write it in my journal.

Damn, this is only my second monthly summary? I need a lesson in consistency, lol. I've been on a lucid dreaming hiatus for several months and I've only recently started picking it up again.

10/7/15
- My professor notes how he has a sleeping mask similar to the one I'm wearing around my neck.
- A crazy 3D platforming video game starring Gon (a little yellow dinosaur-thing whom I know from Tekken 3) involving rampaging triceratopses.

10/8/15
- I'm asked to draw a few things in class. At home, I tell my dad that I will use another weapon other than a sword to defend myself from something.
- Me telling my dad how I'm turning to lucid dreaming as a coping mechanism.
- An emotionally charged dream... It's my birthday, and my mom wants me to skip class and celebrate, but I disagreed, causing a lot of tension.

10/9/15
- Something about DotA 2's Lion and his Impale skill.

10/10/15
- A trek within and beyond a colossal mall in search of a bathroom, involving misleading signs and a weird Star Wars attraction!

10/11/15
Day of Fragments!
- Something about a Pinoy guy doing dangerous things with his manlihood, proving something about 'Filipino toughness'.
- Feeding chickens. (Interesting!)
- A wild motorcycle adventure across the province, involving lax cops and encounters with criminals!
- Showing my friends a montage involving SpongeBob and DotA 2 player Arteezy.
- A romance clique starring Kim Possible.
- Whining to my dad about college life.
- Me breaking up a fight between a friend and a schoolmate.
- An argument with my sister.
- My teacher reminding the class of a requirement, and a friend bragging about how she passed it early.
- My dad giving me a therapeutic massage.

10/13/15
- My dad called for a construction of a mansion, and we are discussing some MLP:FiM-themed embellishments for my room. Later on, an argument broke out between me and my mom (which I won!). Even later on, my dad remarks about how he did not expect the mansion to be so wacky.
- An exercise in geometry class. My friend is having trouble with it.

10/17/15
- A session in a moving jeepney with voodoo dentist trying to replace my tooth with a pebble and a piece of metal!
- In a mall, buying and eating junk food that the voodoo dentist advised against.
- Talking with my dad on a balcony about something I forgot.
- A religious debate between me and my sister, with me calling her out on her appeal to emotion.
- Talking to my dad about my dream adventures that night.
- A Japanese horror RPG, involving a trio of villains, a futuristic hostage house, and a ghostly dungeon. It feels very similar to another Japanese horror RPG called Ib.
- LUCID #11: Sleep paralysis. I try my best to separate but a magnetic force pulls me back or keeps me down. A blast of darkness from within my cabinet wakes me up for real.

10/19/15
- A philosophical discussion with a bunch of strangers about human beauty. Later on, as part of some sort of photo shoot, I am going through a gauntlet similar to the ones you'd see in a 3D platformer.
- Unboxing a mechanical object that seems to be able to morph between a vacuum cleaner and a mini-tank.
- Me and my friend talking about the fallen DotA 2 legends Natus Vincere.
- A tricycle ride involving an annoying fellow passenger, and forgetting my bag in the tricycle.
- A switchup of swimsuits between me and my sister.

10/20/15
- An eerie videogame-ish adventure inside a dark castle with my sister and mom.
- Some animals solving a mystery involving food theft.
- A more complex animal dilemma in a field, where me, a couple of friends, and a professor step in to help. Involves purple ooze-covered clay, an unfinished/demolished house, and 'orc metal bars'.
- LUCID #12: Walking on some crowded path in the middle of a plain, when suddenly I feel something's up. I diverge from the path and feel the ground, and became lucid. Lucidity was almost instantly lost though, as the sudden excitement caused me to zip to the sky and land in another dream scene, non-lucid.

10/21/15
- Evening nap: A vivid doomsday dream in an indoor resort. A strong gush of water from outside threatens to drown everyone, but everyone survives by escaping through an opening in the roof. The dream persists in peace for a good while.

10/22/15
- Another emotionally charged dream. My dad is mocking my uncle who is crying, and I step in to defend him. My dad threatens me with a pair of scissors.

10/23/15
- Sytrus!

10/24/15
- Doing a mixdown of a song. I'm adjusting the mix level of the chorus on a Miku Hatsune vocal. I couldn't get it right, and I feel that Miku is shaking her head in some alternate universe.
- LUCID #13: A short and blurry dream inside an unfamiliar messy bedroom. I move sluggishly throughout the entire dream, as if the air is as thick as molasses.

10/25/15
- A chat with a friend and an old teacher about the latter's leadership in some high-school competition.
- Me, the aforementioned friend, and a girl playing like kids. We are roleplaying as characters in DotA (me as Lich), and the girl is the unfortunate victim of me and my friend's 'spells'.
- Struggling to play DotA (as Anti-Mage) with an XBOX. After the game, I put away the XBOX, controller, and TV, and grab my laptop and mouse.
- Me reading this very set of dream entries!
- Replaying fragments of earlier dreams that night.
- In a jeepney, me realizing how I destroyed my laptop in my bag through my poor sleeping posture. I have a false awakening and am relieved that my laptop is perfectly fine.
- Reading an old handwritten dream journal.
- Some fragments of Fluttershy as she appears in the episode "Green Isn't Your Color".
- A wild investigation adventure with a bickering family, involving rainbow dust, memories (not mine) of childhood bullying, a massive sandstorm, and ending in a nuclear explosion!

10/26/15
- A replaying dream about ordering a meal in McDonalds. Each replay has increasingly larger meals than the last.
- Something about a bus, and watercolor paint...
- Eating a meal with family in Kenny Rogers, then ordering a solo meal. I never got my complete meal, because my and the cashier couldn't seem to meet eye-to-eye.

10/27/15
- LUCID #14: I become lucid inside a car by asking the old lady in front if I'm dreaming. I try stabilization, but eventually the dream goes black. I re-emerge in a childhood bedroom, still lucid. I perform stabilization successfully this time. Downstairs, a green bird flies towards me and explodes, forming a plain around me (though the old world is still there, as if the plain and the house are 'layered' together). I lose lucidity from my sister 'waking me up' from a sleepwalk.

10/30/15
- Candace of Phineas and Ferb: "MOOOM! From what anime is this background?"

10/31/15
- In my province house, my friends and I are chilling with pro DotA 2 player Puppey.
- SERIAL DONG CHOPPER. I'm a victim.
- LUCID #15: Probably the most vivid lucid dream I've had so far (though not the most interesting); everything I focused on was hyperrealistic. After being spun around in an empty black space, I land in my room. I scrutinize a random thing (my headphones), then I look outside my room. I open the door and see clutter all around. I read something from a box inside the bathroom (a six-letter word that I can't remember). On the balcony, I see my dad, and I tell him, "I'm lucid!" He says I should do something more interesting. I float down to the ground from the balcony, and I scrutinize the grass in front of the house. I notice some tiny birds a few feet away.

The best thing I've learned these past few weeks is that... SSILD is awesome.

Dreamed I was being sedated so people could "train" at doing it... There were people reclining in a long row with their heads wrapped in white gauze, and theur clothes were all completely white. The whole thing was very brightly lit and felt very sterile. Watched a woman - a pretty brunette with an oval face - be partially sedated and then her head was wrapped in gauze and syringes were inserted into her face really close to her eyes in a way that made me cringe. I didn't know how much of it you would feel. Then I was next... But it was some kind of ruse and they were actually planning on killing me or something. But they couldn't completely sedate me, which was a huge problem with their plan.

That's all I remember.

Then, I just remembered a fragment of a dream i had months ago. I was walking through a city with two male acquaintances, both pretty tall. Both of them worked for Amazon as tech people. We kept walking by alleys that smelled horrible, like full dumpsters and raw sewage. At one point I lost them and had to cut through one of those horrible alleys to catch up. It was between 2 tall brown brick buildings and paved with uneven bricks, and just generally gross. I think it was kind of raining, too.

I was panicking about losing them was because they were my roommates, I had just rented the room, and I didn't know the address of the house, even though I knew it was nearby (at the end of a cul-de-sac). I had the key, but no clue where it was, and I was freaking out about never being able to find it - at least, for tonight - and having nowhere to sleep. I didn't have their phone numbers, either, so I had no way to contact them.

I came out at a place that was a border between thick downtown development and a suburb. At that point, the sky was clear and it was nice and sunny. I went up and down the street until I finally found the two of them.

I recall calling my mother because I was upset and freaking out. She sounded sympathetic but exasperated by how irresponsible I was.

The house was messy... White siding, poorly painted white door that was a little warped - the yard was passable, with green grass but not well maintained. Lots of natural lighting in the living room.

Anyway, the guys told me how to get there. After getting slightly lost, I found my way there.

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

So close to achieving a WILD lucid last night, SO CLOSE. I did a WBTB around 2:15 for ~5 minutes, then went back to bed and did some SSILD cycles. After getting through the cycles perfectly I decided to move into a more comfortable position and head to sleep. I had actually wanted to WILD during the process but it didn't happen so I was hopeful that I would get a DILD later on. It took me ages to fall asleep again though, the increase in awareness from SSILD kept me awake for ages... Finally though, I started to feel a dream forming... The images I was experiencing, the movement of my body in the dream world. I could feel myself transitioning into the dream state. I was walking and I looked at the ground, it was concrete. There was a large industrial building to me left, a car park to my right and a main road ahead of me. The first thing to enter my head was to shout 'stabilize' and get some foothold in the dreamscape. Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding! Just as I had felt myself enter this dream, just as I was sure that this time I would succeed at a WILD, just as I was about to break my dry spell... I wake up suddenly to the sound of my alarm. Oh my f*cking god O_O. I had set another alarm for 4:30am to wake me up for a DEILD. *calms self*. I turned it off with minimal movement and tried for the next 10 minutes to get back that WILD with no luck. Couldn't be more pissed . All that time spent to get a failed WILD and then I barely had any dreams because my sleep was short

Dream 1 - Asian wife in the future
It's like 20 years in the future, I had been married to a beautiful asian woman and we had a half-cast daughter together. I remember being ambitious and wanting to travel around the world for work. But my wife was 'terrestrially anxious' which apparently meant she didn't like being off land (i.e. in a plane or boat). So she remained in the country while I went overseas, we split up because of it. My daughter was half-cast asian in this dream and was overseas with me in my fancy house or something. I was happy, but I missed my wife. My daughter wondered why we had even split up but she wouldn't understand. I think I decide to head back overseas to my wife on a plane and try and get back together with her.

I was going to school. It was during a flood. I had maths. I entered the classroom, and the teacher already took me for exam. I had to write a project. I started good, though I had to explain my thoughts on it to the teacher. Luckily I passed. Later when I was back home after school, everything was enveloped with red glow. Alerts in radio said about terrorists attack.

*Later this day i had two sudden exams in a row, in one I had to explain my way of thinking to the teacher. Hope that terrorists part won't get real.

I'm in a place where people travel in lift. It looks like a airport, with white tiles and tired travelers, but people wait around lifts rather that gates. The economic classes travels standing up, twenty per lifts, while paying extra allow you to travel seated, zight per lift. I wait my turn, holding a crystal teardrop shaped phial. When it fills with bright yellow foarm, I know it's time to get in. I enter my lift and open the folding seat, it's red velvet. accross from me is a middle aged busness man, to my right a woman, to my left the door. The lift fills in and the door close with a ting! then we're moving up. The man sitting in front of me starts to go on and on about how he can't différenciate men and women of asian origin and how they all looks the same to him. I dryly remark that a chinese man could say that all western men look the same to him, and of course he is rightfully indignant, not getting the hint.
We get off the lift and I go on my merry way, reaching a sort of seminar. A man hand me inking supplies and I find a table to try them, edging myself between rather famous artists in the process.

So, it's been weeks, maybe a month, since I've had a lucid dream. I even bought a book on lucid dreaming, Lucid Dreaming, Plain and Simple by Waggoner & McCready. It's super informative btw. For some reason, I started having difficulty in LD'ing where I hadn't before and I couldn't figure out what I was doing wrong. Then I realized that I hadn't been daydreaming or imagining story scenes for my writing in a while, and I started doing that again. Last night, I finally had a Lucid Dream!

The scene leading up the moment of lucidity was weird. I was in a garage trying to pick up some gumball machine I'd won and I look across the garage and I see myself sitting at a table. Myself was watching me and I was staring at her hard. Suddenly she gives me this slow nod with a slick smile, like, "Yeah, this is it." and I realize that I'm dreaming!

I start getting super excited and suddenly, she (Myself) whips some golden Marvin-the-Martian looking gun out at me and threatening or warning me. At the time I didn't understand what she was doing so I ignored her saying, "Girl please, I know that isn't real." And kept on walking past her. (Now that I'm awake, I think what she was trying to warn me about was getting too excited because in the book I've been reading, it specifically says to not get excited in a lucid dream otherwise you'll lose the lucidity.) I walked outside and I was on Aspen Way, which is my parents' street. I look down at my hands to regain focus. (Another tip!) and was surprised to find that I actually had 10 fingers. I decided to test my "faith" in my dream. I didn't attempt flying, but I did walk up an invisible stairway. But my legs started feeling funny, so I stopped walking up and just started walking down the street on air. I'm walking down my neighborhood and I'm passing houses that I know aren't on my street. I think, "This isn't right, but the houses are nice." I keep walking down the street, passing some Alice in Wonderland theme house. I think aloud, "Now that's cute!" I continue walking into the woodsy area, up to a cottage. But then... I WOKE UP!!! I felt my boyfriend roll over in the bed beside me and it woke me up. Frustrating, but hey! I got there!

I'm where I get my meds. I have to take them outside in the front of the house. I find that odd and I become semi lucid. I'm sitting by a friend and I can't hear him but I think he is singing about going home and I like his song...


I started reading Robert Waggoner's book Lucid Dreaming, Plain and Simple. Told myself before bed that tonight I allow myself to remember my dreams. There's an idea also in the book to score my dreams. So I have 3 points starting now...