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(Was up all night EBaying and it kinda threw me off my sleep schedule... I don't remember too much of my dreams today.)

There was a boatload of snow on the ground and for some reason I needed to drive somewhere. Someone asked if I've ever driven through snow before and I lied and said I had. I could see the snow falling when I looked out the window, but the snowflakes were huge, like maybe a foot in diameter. They were really pretty.

Some dream where I was in a classroom and we were paired up with partners.

There was a guy that looked like RuPaul giving a presentation about a new Madison campus. A few other students and I were sitting on some chairs in a row to listen, but it turned out to be a presentation on a different college in Madison, so most of the students tried to leave. The guy got super mad and forced everyone to sit through the whole presentation. For some reason I didn't give a fuck and wanted to stay anyway.

Something about a chicken? Like a raw chicken that I needed to cook. Then Seru opened the door suddenly and was looking at me funny. Something freaked me out about the chicken, I don't remember what.

I have a feeling that i don't want to be coming on dream views for a long time. So I'm gonna say my goodbye for now. Perhaps i'll come back sometime in the future but i don't know when that will be or if i will. Bye everybody.

Journal entry: 6:30 am
Mantra: I will remember my Lucid dream tonight.

I was stood on my balcony the sun had gone down so all I could see was lit up by the street lights. I heard some talking so I lent over to see what was below, there she was but how? I was sure I saw her before somewhere else so it occurred to me "am I dreaming?", my head lowered to look at my hands they where long and boney with a couple of extra fingers...

My vision had turned completely black, but I was still repeating to myself "I am dreaming" so I tried to open my eyes hoping that I wasn't in my bed. The train station was a pleasant sight, people where all around me so I walked up to a gentlemen sat on a bench and placed my hand on his back then walked around to see his face I took a seat and asked "how can I keep coming here every night?" His reply was sudden and blunt "it requires inner focus". This was the first time I've ever spoken to a dream character while lucid.

Before the dream escaped me I wanted to fly so I walked over to the other platform bent my knees and jumped into the air but instead of falling back down I kept on going up. I flew over several buildings and even saw someone else up in the air but he had less control. I landed and was about to walk around a corner...

In which there are snakes in my yard, again...

I'm in my backyard. There is a long, fat snake slithering around near my wood pile. It is bright green and yellow with a conical head. It's at least 8 inches in diameter. I know what sort of snake it is (in the dream) and I know it is not venomous. I'm not afraid of it; I'm just amazed at how fat it is.

My mother is standing near the deck spraying dirt away with the water hose. I shout at her to come see the snake but she can't hear me. For some reason, I can't shout at her loudly enough for her to hear what I'm saying. She looks at me confused.

I point to the snake. It is starting to move into the wood pile, and I'm afraid she'll miss it. I wave my hands and shout at her to come over and see. I move my arm in a slithering sort of way to represent the snake and I gesture towards the wood pile. She just stares at me in a way that shows she does not understand.

I take a deep breath and scream as loudly as I can for her to come over there. My voice is booming, but still she can't hear. I wave her over, but she just stands there.

So I abandon the snake to the wood pile and walk over to her. She's only a few feet away so I'm astounded that she can't understand me. I tell her that there is a huge brightly colored snake near the wood pile and that she should come see it. Then I turn and run back to the wood pile. She sets the hose on the grass, and there is an extremely small coral snake nearby.

She points to the coral snake and says it's not so tiny. From the wood pile I shout at her to not pick it up! That's not the snake I mean! I wonder that she could be so reckless as to pick up a coral snake! But I watch helplessly as she bends down towards it, reaches out for it and picks it up.

Luckily, it doesn't bite her because it's mouth is so tiny that it can't get a good grip. By the time I run over to her, she has already dropped it.

Are you crazy? I shout at her. You picked up a coral snake! That's insane!

She responds that she wanted to see if it was red touch yellow or red touch black. Only the red touch yellow is the venomous coral snake. Red touch black is just a harmless king snake.

I know this of course. I tell her I know this. I tell her that the point is that she can't bend down and pick one up first and try to identify it second as it would be too late by then. And anyway, the particular snake in question is a coral snake. It's red and black.

She answers that she had no way of knowing it was a coral snake until she looked at it carefully. I start to get very frustrated. I respond that this is my point exactly. She needs to err on the side of caution. She argues that it didn't matter. It was too small to bite her anyway.

I decide to let it go. I turn the conversation back around to the fat brightly colored snake in the wood pile and ask her if she wants to see it. She says yes, and as we turn to walk towards it, we see another red, black and yellow banded snake. This one is bigger.

Mom asks if it is red and black or red and yellow, and she bends over to pick it up. I grab her by the arm and stop her. I start screaming at her. Doesn't she understand that she needs to stand back and assume it is dangerous? This one is big enough to bite her. A coral snake can kill you!

She laughs at me, but she relents. We walk towards the wood pile. The snake is already gone. I tell her how brightly colored it was and how big it was. She says probably I saw the same banded snake we just left in the grass. I tell her it looked nothing at all like that one. She laughs at me some more and tells me that probably my phobia of snakes just made it look different in my mind. This is not true, I argue. I'm not even particularly afraid of snakes. I just believe in being cautious around potentially deadly ones.

By then I'm just a big mess of frustration.

I had great intentions and woke up several times but I was just so sleepy last night. big fail.


falling through dreamscapes. talking to people about the validity of dreams briefly before I'm swept up and falling again.

Morning of June 22, 2015. Monday.





I am sitting on the floor in our present home on W Street while my wife is sleeping (though I think she is awake in reality). The living room is more open and seemingly larger. I have a compartmentalized plastic box with either ten or twelve wells which are probably of about one and a half to two inches square. For some reason, I have two types of pills (yellow and blue) arranged in no particular order in the box - that are about the size of the larger oblong vitamin tablets I have seen. I get the impression that one pill type is related to lucidity or doing something to the waking self to enter the dream state more effortlessly. I am not yet lucid at this point. The other pill type is possibly for a similar purpose, though I get the strong impression that it may not be a good idea to take either type. (I have never taken any kind of pill or “aid” to supposedly enhance dreams or aid in sleep - including the time I was woken up in the hospital in the 70s and was asked if I wanted sleeping pills…and yes, that really happened). I am not even sure if the pills belong to me - my older brother Dennis may have left them here (even though he lives in America and has never been to Australia). I place one yellow tablet in my mouth for a short time and bite on it a bit and then decide that I do not feel like taking one after all, though my tongue and the roof of my mouth are slightly powdery, the pill only partly crumbled but not fully broken into smaller pieces.

I get up to go to “sleep” (still in my dream) and I realize that I need to drink some water. When I take a sip from the glass, the water somehow causes the residual powder in my mouth to sizzle and send me into an extraordinary state of perception and in-dream clarity. As I decide to get up again, the palm of my hand flashes very brightly as if with an inner glow just under the skin and I reason that the pill was responsible for this chemical change in my body. This concerns me somewhat regarding my physical well-being, making me even more wary about having any pills around.



As I am then near the foot of the bed, I realize I am in a very vivid lucid dream, yet at the same time, am atypically puzzled about my real-self’s perspective. What happens to my real-self when my dream-self becomes fully conscious? I need to find out, so I zap back and wake up, which of course, was a bit pointless.

When I go into another dream later, it is lucid, but meandering - and I do not attempt to alter anything. I am just walking around in a shopping mall where there are lots of other (unknown) people of various clearer features (a typical scenario for this level of lucidity). Two females, one of whom looks like a thirtyish Jamie Lee Curtis, confidently save some people from being shot by another female with a machine gun. However, prior to that, the would-be shooter seems to keep changing her mind on whether or not to shoot a certain person in extremely brief cycles of mood and anticipation. The main rescued female says something about not saying anything about her rescue to the authorities - with the assumption that one of the rescuers is a vigilante also wanted by the authorities, but the one who looks like Jamie cheerfully asks her why not as they are walking off, implying that she should report her experience - even in describing her rescuers to the police.

Another senseless scene follows where I am with a group of about five or six unknown males and am “playfully” pointing an unloaded AK-47 at random people coming into the mall. No one notices or cares. The conversation in the group seems very important though I am not directly involved. I hear one male talking about being put on hold for ten minutes while ordering pizza in Indonesia. One male seems to become bored and starts doing an odd routine to see if anyone notices. He keeps lifting his legs behind him and over time, is actually almost diagonal (facing downwards and holding himself up with his hands) with his feet propped up on what looks somewhat like an old-fashioned post office desk. No one notices his antics. Eventually, he is in a squatting position on the top of the desk and still no one regards his location - which seems to amuse him. To his right (my left) is another male on the desktop that was not part of the group, who is also grinning.

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The dream began rather incoherently. I recall being in my taekwondo studio working with another student on self defense. We got really involved in it, while at the same time, only having half an idea what we were really doing. This led us to being distracted and not realizing that the class had actually been dismissed.

When we did catch on the master just smiled and and dismissed us as well.

...

I remember repeatedly seeing one of my cats do something very odd. About once a day, He would meow three times then for a few seconds project some kind of rotating solar map showing the orbit of the planets. I managed to catch on to the whole meowing three times thing and managed to take a short video on my phone at one point. I was worried that the phone's camera would not capture the hologram, but it did.

I also recall at this point in the dream I was not living in my own house, but rather one of those stepped houses built into the side of mountains, like they have in Peru.

...

I was back in my Taekwondo studio, but not for class or anything. There were other people there, but they were not doing class either. I recall, for some reason or other sitting down in the very corner with my old crush from high school. I was showing her and someone else the video of my cat projecting the solar system map.

She said something about recognizing it and that I needed to align the temporal coils in the purple garage copy machine in order to resolve the issue.

I became lucid (though I guess it was more drunken lucidity because I was going along with this dumb dream plot.) and I think used dream spinning to get to where the coil that I needed to adjust was. I found myself on the beach somewhere. It was foggy/cloudy/raining and there were houses along the side of the beach. The location looked familiar.

I remember seeing this tree growing in a spiral and thinking that it was the coil. It had a fairly thin trunk, only a couple of inches thick. I went over and tried moving it, but it seemed like it was held in place by an invisible magnetic field. I tried pulling the tree downward seeing that as it came out of the magnetic field it became more like a thick rope.

I eventually got the whole tree out of the invisible force feild. I heard a warning alarm and the word 'Coil Realigning' flashed in the sky. An automated voice told me to place the coil under its new alignment. I saw a giant hovering ball of magnetized iron floating about 10 meters away and a few meters up. I made my way over there.

I tried throwing the rope-tree up. It wouldn't hold the shape of a coil though. It didn't seem to be magnetized at all. The tree became a chain with a magnet on the end. I kept trying to throw it up and make it stick but it would not.

Someone on the beach shouted "Look!" or something. I saw three aliens riding toward me on white wolves. The alien in the middle was dark red and looked like a raptor. The two on the sides looked like bright green elephants with short trunks and big floppy ears. The one on the right was really fat while the one on the left seemed much thinner.

They all got off where I was and the white wolves disappeared. One of the aliens asked what I was doing. I thought I was in trouble.

"I was just trying to realign your magentic thingy but it won't stick."

"It won't stick because your machine sucks." Said the fatter elephant alien.

"How about instead, we just build him a new one." Said the red alien.

"Good idea. This is my assistant (gesturing to the thinner elephant alien). His name is [forgot]. English is his native language too."

I saw his face momentarily get replaced with a humans face and got a little bit freaked out. He then asked me for a fist bump and I gave him one. I wasn't sure what the heck was going on but these aliens seemed nice enough. I also remember thinking that I saw two of the red aliens. All three/four of them put on welding masks and got all of this equipment and started building the frame of some device.

"We are inter-dimensional workers. We are responsible for fixing everyone's Purple Garage Copy Machine whenever one breaks. We're sorry we weren't here earlier, we'll fix it for free."

I remember saying something about wanting to prove my commitment to lucid dreaming by staying around until they finished building their device, something that would supposedly take a very long time.

I turned away and stabilized the dream and looked back. I saw that they had made considerable progress. Sure enough what they were making looked like a big copy machine, and it was purple. I remember taking note that there was a stack of paper inserted in it.

I think Manei showed up and asked what was going on. I remember complaining to her that the dream's plot was stupid.

I then realized that I had to pee and that the dream was fading out because of it.

Spoiler for Profane:

Ass tits! Not now!

I tried to lay down some stabilization but the dream faded out pretty quickly.

First i was on a city full with skyscraper and i have to chase goku, and then i have to chase will smith with jaden, there it was a garage with a gang proyecting something and threating me with a gun if a dont catch will smith. It was non - lucid. it last like 10 min

Lucidity - 9
Vividness - 9.5
Control - 4


I just woke up from the longest dream I've ever had. In its entirety it was around a half hour. At one point I legitimately didin't think I was going to wake up because it just seemed to last forever. Even though I just woke up from it, it's hard to remember all the details since it seems like I dreamt it so long ago. I'm just going to post what little I can remember and hopefully its close to being in the right order. However I wanted to preface that these parts actually linked up in the dream, I just can't quite remember how. Also, I'm not going to write down a lot of the events of said dream cause it's difficult to remember unfortunately.

I'm in a hotel room. It looks to be an expensive hotel and I go to the window. The view isn't all that great but I still look around for a minute and enjoy the view. I close the curtains for it and watch tv.

I'm outside a gas station. I believe I get here by walking outside the hotel and this gas station is nearby. I realize I'm lucid and try jumping in front of a car and stopping it. The car passes right through me though. My brother is around and picks me up in his car. We ride for a while and end up near my moms house. Here my brother says that these people know I'm dreaming and are watching me. I look around and see them and try to pretend like I'm not lucid. This whole time I've been practicing creating a ball of energy in my hands and shooting it. I wasn't able to earlier on, but over time I had actually manage to make a decent attack out of it. At this point one of the people watching me attacks a kid nearby with telekinesis and slings the kid at someone else. I grab the kid midflight and slow him down before he hits the person he was flying at.

I'm in a small room with a tv and a girl. I put in a dvd. The girl says she picked this out earlier and that I had already seen it. I say i must not have been paying attention and subconsciously picked it out. She explains she is actually from the dvd, and her and her group are the people that attacked me earlier. Somehow they were using the dvd to timetravel. I feel the dream is starting to fade. I kiss the girl and the dream ends. I wake up ecstatic that I had that long of a dream.

This is just a rough outline of the dream. Soooo much more happened, but it's just kind of fuzzy in my head.

There existed a demon in the form of a house, it lured women inside and then corrupted their souls over the course of a thousand-thousand years, making them sacrifice everything in the hope of solving the puzzle of its interior while also insisting that if they had played their cards right...maybe they could have kept their bodies. I watch as the woman reaches the bowels of the structure, the walls are bleached bone, with pits in the floor that squat demon head jump from. She is only a head now, lacking even hair, and her skin is deathly pale. Eagerly she rolls onto a switch in the floor, which triggers a sort of mousehole/slide in the wall to open. Sickened, I observe her dogged journey and departure down the slide. I understand that the house is a liar, and though it would like her to think she could have kept her body, even a small woman would not have fit through that hole in the wall.

I pull myself back to a less unpleasant arena, struggling for something normal. This place feels like it is both inside and outside, but there are many rows of Whirlpool refrigerators, all identical and white. Myself, two managers and a stranger rush over to one of them. I am panicky, as though my life depends on this action. The filters in these refrigerators signify purity, and I drop to my knees before one of them and pop open the casing in the bottom. The filter falls into my hand. It is blue and translucent, filled with water. There are dark particles in the water.
"Is it okay?" Someone whispers, leaning down beside me.
"No, it's corrupted." My voice comes out a whisper. Then IT is there, at the end of the aisle. It is so dark here that I only see the suggestion of ITs form, a two-legged, winged monster. In the space of a breath, it is behind us and the world is consumed by the suffocating dark.. My panic and terror spike, I feel its hot breath on my neck in a ragged gust, and I force myself into a less threatening layer of sleep.

There is a rest stop on a highway in Japan, all the roads that look like they lead out have signs saying NO EXIT. The true road is hidden, only me and my manager M can see it. We tried to mark it with a sapling, but the road became a river, and we marked its edge with colored rocks. We try to gather the others, letting them know we will leave at first light. Dusk here is strange and uncomfortable, smoky and ill-lit.
I'm walking on a golden dirt road, I round a bend...and standing there is a small white house. I immediately don't like the look of it, something about its whiteness. There is a distant pulling at my mind, but I understand that whatever fate this thing is promising will never be mine. Then my best friend Denni is there. She is wearing a deep red 1800's dress. It looks almost satiny, but has a low, unpleasant luster. There's a...matching cape from neck to elbow. There's a gold pattern, outlined in dusky purple. She is fascinated by the house, beginning to be in its thrall, wondering what is inside.
"We should leave." I say.
"We'll leave at first light." She says, waving a hand dismissively.
"You don't understand." I reply, finding it difficult to speak past the tightness in my throat. She takes a step toward the house. "The sun doesn't rise here, Denni. It never rises." She doesn't believe me. Since I am behind her, I take her shoulders in my hands and start to drag her away. It's hard because she won't turn around and it's even darker now, and her backwards walking is seriously creeping me out. There's a dark flash and she twists in my hands. Her shoulders collapse backward as though she is facing me, and her head snaps between her shoulder blades, forehead becoming a chin that dips to her chest, then rises, teeth bared. The cloak is now a veil, obscuring all but her chin and teeth. I try to snatch my hands away but her arms are tangled in mine. I divorce myself forcefully from this awful place, trying to wake.

Because I'm me, I have a false awakening. I believe for a moment that I am safe. Then I feel the weight of sleep paralysis and notice a shape in the blankets next to me. It is the witch, she has followed me from the dream. She is like a bundle of sticks wrapped in leather, her skin is sooty grey, her mouth wet and oily, lips nonexistent. She whispers to me, asking if I want to taste her rotting mouth. I struggle to wake myself up and fail for several long, terrible minutes. When I finally do wake up, I cannot get out from under the weight of the SP and find myself next to her in bed again. Sigh.

There was a huge circular aquarium with a giant monster fish in it, it looked kind of like a Coelacanth, but it had creepy Piranha eyes and mouth and was about the size of a school bus. On the wall next to the aquarium was a giant skeleton of the same fish. I desperately wanted to go examine the skeleton but I was so afraid of the live fish, he kept swimming at me and snapping, I thought he'd break through the glass. So instead I just admired the damn thing from afar. At one point, I joined up with a tourist group who were being led around the rest of the aquarium by a dude who looked like he didn't even want to be there. We went down some stairs, and I found myself in this amazing room underwater with a big window opened up to the bottom of the ocean. The water reflected off the floors and walls and the whole room was just bathed in this wild blue waving pattern. The guy said we were actually at the very bottom of the ocean and that we were a few miles underwater. Which kind of terrified me, since deep water has always creeped me out. Then I noticed that there was no window glass, the water was just suspended there, like maybe there was some kind of invisible force field holding it back. I took my hand and reached out into the water, and was shocked that it actually went in. But instead of crushing my hand, like I thought a few miles of deep water would do, it was super light. I moved my hand through it and it was like moving it through air, only I could see the water moving. It was a total trip. Later the guy wound up having some personal problem and herded all the tourist group into a room while he took care of whatever business he had. We all sat in there bored and impatient, and I felt very put-out by it.

For some reason, I was given moderator status over an art group because the founder didn't have the time to deal with it anymore. As soon as I was given the reins, this guy submits three pieces of "art" explaining why I suck as the new moderator. They were really insane reasons, too. The main ones were because I didn't add a Sonic category under the video game art, and because I never invited these two specific artists to join the group. I tried to be polite to him and told him that if he wanted a Sonic category, all he had to do was request it, and that I wasn't going to pester people about joining because membership was free to everyone anyway. He got all butthurt about it and started screaming at everyone.

I was hiding behind some boulders because I was naked. I have no idea why I was naked, what the heck. But I was super friggin hungry and saw a bunch of people eating pizza, but I couldn't join them because I had no clothes. On the ground was this teeny little shirt, but when I put it on, it didn't cover up anything so there in the rocks I stayed. This woman with long, sandy hair noticed me and invited me over to her hotel room to help me out. We ate pizza and she gave me a bed for the night, and I guess she gave me clothes because I suddenly had clothes again? The next day we wound up with cutesy little crushes on each other and she left for work and I went on my way. I tried calling her later but she was avoiding me. Apparently someone told her a lie about something horrible I did, and I just had to find her and clear my good name, so I went up to her work but she refused to come out and talk to me.

I was in a huge estate, looking out the window over a big lake. As I watched, I noticed a big black shadow under the water swimming away from the estate so I kept my eyes on it. A little ways in, it poked up its head and I saw it was a dolphin. There was a whole school of them. Then I remembered Cory's sister had a canoe so I decided to get it and go out there on the lake to check out the dolphins, and the canoe had a motor on it apparently. Me and someone else took the canoe out along the edge of the lake that was up against the estate to where the dolphins were, and as we headed out there, I felt like the canoe was slowly sinking but I wasn't too sure so I kept my mouth shut about it. It turned out it was sinking, and it started going under as soon as we got out to swim around with the dolphins, but then we realized the lake was super shallow, like shallow enough to stand in. So we left the lake, hauling the canoe to shore. Later on I walked out there by myself, still along the edge of the water by the estate, and I was really careful as I stepped because I was afraid the water would drop off into deeper spots. Then I saw a big railroad crossing stick and was afraid to go past that, but I didn't have to because the dolphins were right there, so I stood among them and it was just the coolest thing ever. There was only one big one, so I guess it was the mother, and a bunch of little ones, and I grabbed onto the fin of the mother and she swam me out further into the lake where I discovered a secret chamber. It was a bit weird to get in, you had to duck under some shallow water and then come up on the other side. But the chamber itself was creepy, it had mossy stairs and a few sarcophagi, but... it also had a mini-fridge, so I filled it with neat orange soda imported from Germany that said on the cans that it would get chilled in the fridge in under six minutes. Which I thought was bullshit, by the way. It said it in German, like 'Unter sechs minuten!' or something, whatever. My dog Loki figured out my new hiding spot pretty quickly and would come down there with me. But later I discovered there was a scary something down there in the depths of the chamber, but I can't remember what it was, just that it was terrifying. To keep the scary something away, you had to avoid specific areas of the chamber, and I forgot and at one point I was running out of the chamber in terror.

I remember waking up earlier in the morning hours and having quite a lengthy dream recall, but when I fell asleep and then woke back up I only recalled the tail end of a long string of from what I remember, mostly non-lucid dreams with maybe a little lucidity sprinkled in there.

I remember being with my fathers' parents in Puerto Rico. (Weird because they hate the place.) We were driving in the countryside out in the mountains, and we stopped at this little roadside diner. I remember it looking very retro, like it had been built in the 50's with a big red neon sign that said '[DC's Name]'s Pizza.

I remember the diner having a dirt parking lot with only a few cars in it. Out behind the building was a dumpster and a steep hillside covered in the tropical overgrowth.

We went inside. The place was pretty run down but this fat latino guy came out from the back room and offered us a good deal if we bought one of his specialty pizzas. They were all in a row under the glass counter. I remember one being a 'reverse pizza' where the cheese was baked into a solid crust, then tomato sauce, then raw pizza dough on top.

There was a pizza with a purple crust and one that had a crust made out of meatloaf. The pizzas just kept getting stranger and stranger. I remember a triangle shaped one too.

I turned to my grandparents and told them I didn't like any of the choices that were offered, only to see that their heads had swapped bodies. They said we would find somewhere else to eat then.

I then saw Manei and Marcus sitting at one of the booths. Only their heads had swapped bodies too. I became semi lucid but shook it off. We started to leave the diner and I either woke up or the dream carried on and I simply forgot what happened.

June 18, 2015

Recently I just got back into LDing and after a few days I got this short LD fragment.

I am in a dark hallway with a few other people. It is supposed to be in my house next to my room. I randomly decide to do a reality check. I count my fingers and there are 6. I think that I must've just counted wrong because there is no way I'm dreaming. So I count again and there are 7 fingers now. I am shocked that I am dreaming, because I would have never suspected otherwise.

That is all I remember of that dream because I'm pretty sure I woke up right after I became lucid which is a bummer, but at least I got my first LD since being back!

Morning of June 21, 2015. Sunday.



This dream was fairly abstract and no main events occur. It involved some sort of longer computer-like machine (looking more like an electronics deck of some sort from the 1960s) that displays various images, which seem to be random parts of various magazines and comic books for no particular reason other than perhaps as a so-called screensaver or perhaps even related to advertising (the books apparently being scanned somehow in their entirety on the right of the monitor).

The main focus seems to be on a fictional comic book about an elf superhero called Aye, vaguely similar to Elf Quest (which I have not really read much of) in some ways but more like Thor in terms of theme and art. The name of the comic book also seems to be “Aye” (possibly just an in-dream play on “eye” or “I”). The images on the small screen (in comparison to the machine itself) show fairly quickly (and also include random images from old issues of Life Magazine, Look Magazine, and Superman comics), almost like riffling a deck of playing cards. It is a typical “just looking at something” dream with no dominant emotion and there does not seem to be any plot or theme, just the idea of the mechanism and the imagery.

So this night was a busy one. I woke up at like... 6 ish. In the middle of a dream (The Barcelona one). Then I went to bed. Some of those dreams were SUPER vivid. Which was cool. Way better than yesterday when I only had like a wee bit of recall. Anyways. Here it goes.

06/21/2015 - VISITING UNIVERSITIES

I’m in the United States with my sister, my dad (I think) and Isabelly. Apparently I'm much young in the dreamWe’re going to visit some universities. We’re in a van, however we first stop by Isabelly’s building and I meet her parents. Her mom seems more welcoming, but her father seems like a very strict man.

As per usual, I’m not happy to be there. Everyone else is excited, though. My sister has a green water bottle. Like the kind you take with you when you go jogging or when you go to the gym (it looks very similar to the water battle I misplaced this week and can’t find it for the life of me).

Isabelly is super friendly towards me. I tell myself she’s interested in me. We visit a university and I see a bunch of kids, leaving a class. They’re happy. They’re excited. There’s a guy with a face on the back of his head. Everyone thinks is super cool. I think he looks ridiculous. There is an aeral walkway and a very busy street in front of it. This particular university looks like the ones we have here in Brazil, it doesn’t look American at all.

We later meet Isabelly and a friend of hers at other University. It kind of looks like El Camino College a little bit. Her friend wants to be a lawyer, but it’s mostly because her dad is forcing her to. Isabelly sits next to me. I put my hand around her shoulder. My hand, gently, brush against her chest. She doesn’t seem to mind. My sister is sitting on my left side. A little later Isabelly pushes my arm away. I don’t really mind. It’s not like I’m super attracted to her anyways. I just lean against my sister and think about being in the US again. I’m sleepy, but I really don’t fall asleep.

The van stops across the street from Isabelly’s building. Before we leave, Isabelly (either on purpose or accidentally knocks my sister water bottle around and there’s water all over the van).

Everyone then cross the busy street in front of Isabelly’s building. I fear someone might get ran over. I’m the last one, and I’m running for my fucking life. Then we’re inside Isabelly’s apartment.

I sit on the couch and Isabelly’s (still unamed) friend sister on the floor between my legs. I don’t really think she’s attracted to me, she just might want to make Isabelly jealous.

THE DEAD COW

I’m on a farm with my dad (who by the way has been dead for the past 18 years). We see a dead cow in our property. There’s a number branded on her backside. I looks like 11, but in hindsight it might have been ll. All farms there were indentified by number, ours were 10.

So my dad tells me to call the cow’s owner to tell him about. I do. I call him on the cellphone, and the cow refuses get his dead call, and he’ll only do it if we pay him money (??). I don’t say anything, instead I just give the phone to my dad.

THE CRASHING AIRPLANE

I’m at my sister’s house. It’s not really her ACTUAL house, since she lives with me. The bell rings and I open the door and it’s Michael Keaton’s Bruce Wayne and the Jack Nicholson’s The Joker. They come in, apparently my sister is friends with the both of them. I just look in awe at how amicable they are to each other.

The dream transitions to an airplane. I’m sitting next to a guy, who’s arguing with another one. I get the feeling I know them both. One of them says we shouldn’t have chose this particular company because it has the option of travelling nude. (a nudist airline… I might kickstart that!).

The plane takes off and my sister is cheering, because it seems like a successful one. The plane, then turns upside down, everyone is screaming and holding for dear life. I’m seeing from outside now. It all looks like some bad flash animation. The plane manages to turn around rightside up.

We’re now flying over a river, I have no idea why we’re so low. I’m still outside. The plane nosedives into the river. I’m back inside. I’m freaking out trying to get my mom’s mask on her before I have mine own, even though I know I shouldn’t be doing that. “American Airlines don’t have oxygen masks!” She tells me. I put mine on when I feel the water inside the plane.

I then convince myself this is a dream, but instead of taking control I still let panic take over and I wake up. (Does that count as a lucid dream?)

THE BB SNIPER

There’s a cement pathway on the grass. I think it might be a park.I looked a LOT like the park from a video I was watching before going to bed on mindfulness. So I’m walking until I realize I’m near the beach. I’m stretching, which is completely out of character because I A) don’t exercise and B) when I do I don’t stretch (I don’t believe in it).

There’s a group of people exercising on the sand (the beach looks like Copacabana, now that I think about it). I know someone there. A girl. I don’t know who she is in real life. So she calls me over and I go to them.

So apparently someone is interrupting their exercises, but they don’t know who it is. I spot two kids on a bike, and they have a… BB FUCKING SNIPER. They’re shooting the group with it. However, guess who also has a FUCKING BB SNIPER? That’s right. The Sebass. So I get mine and BLAM. I hit the kid who was shooting at them.

I see the kid talking to his dad. Complaining? Crying? I don’t know. I tell the group we should march overthere and tell the dad about it. The group doesn’t want to. That frustrates the fuck out of me.

THE CHAMPION LEAGUE CUP THIEVES

I’m flying in front of a house. Thisis FC Barcelona’s HQ or whatever. Not the real one. Just one my mind made up. So I’m trying to break into the trophy room. When I get to the window, I see someone inside. Someone I know, Alexandre. But Alexandre here looks like DOC BROWN.

Doc Ale Brown opens this cabinet, and I see it: The Champions League Cup. Apparently, I was there to steal it. As soon as I remove it from the cabinet I think. Fuck. There are cameras here. We’re gonna get caught. Alexandre goes, “worry not, I got this.” So we go downstairs and he starts chatting up the Security Guard. I think I was supposed to erase the videos and turn off the cameras, but I just joined the conversation.

Then these super violent thieves show up and they beat the living heck of the security guard. So, in the dream I have superpowers, right? So I take all the thieves out. So we’re alone there, what do I do? I invite everyone I know to go for a swim at the pool. Ernesto (a childhood friend I haven’t seen in 23 years) is there, but apparently he and his family are dobermann’s now.

I play with them for a little bit, then I remember I brought my dog along. I decide to check up on her. I walk to the front of the house and I see a flash mob thing starting. I don’t know who put that together, but I decide it’s a bit much and maybe we should bounce before the FC Barcelona people show up as I’m going back, I run into a lot of players. They seem confused by the people there, but not angry.

I tell Dani Alves and Xavi that I have superpowers and they demand proof. So I say that I can rip these metal thingies that were screwed on the wall. Dani Alves says he can do that himself, and he does with great effort. I laugh and effortlessly rip it off. Garret Bale (who’s not even an FC Barcelona player) seems super amused by my display of strenght.