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Basically I was wandering around the first two floors of this building looking for food. Some people had ordered it and we were waiting for it to arrive. But the guys who ordered it disappeared on me, so I went exploring a bit. I figured they had gone out but would be back soon. It didn't take long but when I came back to the area we were first in, they still were not back, but I found the food in a room off to the side. I didn't know which sub sandwich was mine, but I was so hungry I was picking off toppings and eating them until some one could show up and say what was what. The pizza was all eaten, but a huge amount of melted cheese had slid off the pizza and they just left it. It tasted so good. I ended up waking up before anyone came back though.

Sleep: OK
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm dreaming of using the smudge brush I use for my digital art. I start with one person, and paint out their best features. Then I overlay my picture onto another person, an exagerate their best features onto my my picture. I keep going, using different people and adding their best features to the whole of my image. By the time I'm finished, it's quite an impressive piece, and want to save it. As I try figure out how to go about saving it, I realize I'm in a dream, and there's just no way to save this masterpiece. Ever been disappointed that you're lucid? lol

A little reluctant to let go of my work, I decide I'm going to try and practice holding that image steady as long as I can. That seemed easy enough, so I began exposing it to things with strong influences. Overlaying my picture onto freaky looking people who would cause my image to change drastically, taking on their characteristics. WHen I removed my image, I could put it back it it's original form (more or less). Then I began literally saving it. I'd close it down, do something else for a bit, then periodically summon up the image again to see if it was staying the same. It was for the most part

I know, seems like a weird thing to do while lucid, but that's how I practice dream control. Trying to keep things steady without change in the dream is something I've never attempted to do before.

The influence behind this dream is that I was making more adventure time themed art before bed. The art just happened to be dream related. Not quite finished, below is just an early version.

First dream - fragment

I was at a school disco. There was a blonde girl that wanted to dance with me, but being a horrible dancer I refused, and slightly pushed her back when she was still insisting on. I went to the other room, and stood there for a while. I went back after a while, and met a friend. There were classmates in there too. I saw a second frined, he was dancing like he had an attack. Classmates laughed from him.

Second dream

I was a pirate. With crew we stopped the boat close to the shore, and went on to steal something. I went off alone and met a girl and two other pirates, standing upon digged out holes. The treasure was stolen. Pirates run for a van, as the stolen treasure were transported out with trucks.

With the girl, we ran to closest vechicle - a wagon pulled by two horses. We drove, while a disco music played in the background. First I tried to learn how to steer it, and managed to steer them in the right way. We drove through the outskirts of city, and to the city centre.

When steering, I somehow managed to tangle the reins. We crashed in with a car, and escaped. In need of a quick vechicle, we tried to steal a motorbike, to no success. Angered, I ran to police vechicle and stolen it. We drove to some kind of canals.

We waited for the right moment, and when truck appeared, we drove with a high speed. I shouted Carmageddon! when close to crashing with the truck, but I missed. We waited again, and when we were close to the truck, I jumped inside it's cabin. I fought with the driver.

Suddenly he flewn out of the truck with jetpack. I was trying to hold on, but he punched me in my face. Instead of falling down, the driver tied me to the jetpack, and jumped out. I somehow found out how to control it, but I crashed. Nothing happened to me. I went back to the girl in police vechicle, but couldn't find her.

After a while I saw a "Mission unsuccessfull" text that appeared, and my view changed to third perso. I was a CJ from GTA SA, running around the canal.

I haven't posted in a little bit, but I have been keeping track of my dreams! Alot of them I have been writing in my paper journal for lack of time online, and when I couldn't do that I have an emergency "sketchbook" style notebook to write quick notes in. Realistically I have alot of these sketch-style notes that need to be transformed into journal entries.

But here I will tell you about how I got Lucid FINALLY after recording and obsessing about recording! In it, my dream journal, the thing most on my mind lately, became my dream-sign.

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3.30.2015

It starts out on a farm my landlord owned in my dream. I was looking after it for them with a dream-sister, although there wasn't much to take care of. All the animals they owned had disappeared without a trace, and no one knew what happened to them. I think this mystery, among other things, is what caused them to keep away from the farm and ask me to watch it for them. The farm was a very dull and bleak looking place. Imagine a cold winter day before any snow has fallen on the ground, but all the leaves had fallen from the trees. Barren trees, dull orange dry leaves, dull grey sky. It looked like it was 6AM, just before sunrise, all day long. And this appearance permeated through the entire farm, into the house. It was just very depressing.

There were other mysteries too. You would hear footsteps of people walking on the second floor, but no one besides me and my little sister were there. I think the farm hands and other people who worked on the farm disappeared along with the animals, so hearing footsteps was eerie. I think there was an understanding that something unearthly occupied the farm, although I am not 100% sure.

As to my dream-sister, she looked nothing like my actual sister in real life. I might add also, that alot of times in my dreams I am accompanied by a dream-friend or a dream-sister or my own sister in real life. I am rarely alone in my dreams. I like to think its my dream guide. This particular companion was a young girl of 10 or so, with blonde hair done up in pigtail style braids. She wore an old fashioned dress.

I remember a couple scenes in this house. I remember me and my sister in an office type of space attempting to hook up a laptop so we could use the internet. The only part of this room I really remember is the desk the laptop laid on, and the laptops themselves. The desk was that cheap particle board style desk you see in offices, with the base of the desk being made of beige colored metal. Everything was dusty, too. There was a main section of the desk where the "main laptop" would sit, and two fold out wings, slightly lower than the main portion, where smaller laptops sat. It was designed for a team to sit at the same desk and work together side by side. We were very excited to try and get it to work, but like I said..it was quite dusty and unused. I don't think we could get the computers to even power on, or there just was no internet in the area.

I remember walking through a small dark hallway in the home to get to a bedroom with my sister. A greenish yellow light glowed through one room to accent the darkness, like a painted yellow window bringing in the dull grey atmosphere of the outside into house. The bedroom, too, had a dusty, grey, old feel to it. The bed looked like it came out of the 1980s, infact. Another particle board mess, very low key and geometric, Blonde "wood", and pastel colored sheets. I think the whole reason I went lucid was because of what I did next. I was acting as if I was awake, and I had to go to sleep. My sister suggested I lay down, and I did. I laid down in the 1980s bed, laying in the same position I use in waking life, to my left side facing a wall. This is where I heard the walking and banging upstairs as I tried to fall asleep. My landlords in real life live above me in my house, and it is an actual thing for them to make lots of noise when getting ready for work at 4 AM. I think my mind was recreating this, only in my dream, ghostly things were stomping around instead.

I did my best to ignore it, covering my head with the blanket and closing my eyes. Very weird to try and sleep when in a dream, but it was just as it was in real life. Nothing zany happened when I closed my eyes, just the usual darkness. The banging continued, but I just ignored it and continued to focus on falling asleep.

This next part, I don't know in what order of the dream it occurred. Maybe here!

I remember I had wanted to grab my dream journal and "emergency" red journal from home, because I knew I would be staying at the house for a while and wanted to use the opportunity to write down all these dreams I have been stockpiling for the past few days. I remember going to my boyfriends house - not my house! - and searching for them around and under the cushions of their living room couch. I reached under the leftest most cushion and..voila! my dream journals! Just as I found it, a little funny gremlin looking demon appeared to my right, in the fireplace or floating near it. He wasn't a menacing monster, just something you would imagine seeing in a kids book or a cartoon. Ugly, but not scary. He popped in to taunt me about my sister, how I left her all alone. He told me she was in danger in a mocking way. Maybe he even implied HE was kidnapping her! I got angry and nervous, and decided to get my butt back to the farm house to make sure she was ok. I vaguely remember the demon showing me a video of my sister. She was sitting with other kids in a daycare setting (the same grey dullness), doing some kind of craft project on little circular tables like you'd see in a school. Suddenly someone called to her, and she got up and walked off camera. So, I rushed to her rescue!

I guess my sister was taken to the usual place bad stuff happens in my dream, my childhood home, "B Street". Always, no matter what, I find myself back in that house with its spooky basement full of ghosts! Anyways, I had to take a train there to rescue her, but I missed it completely.

Rather than give up hope, however, I said "why don't I just fly there?"

This is where things get weird. I cant figure out how all this worked out in my dream. Maybe it just doesn't make sense! I am back sleeping in the 1980s bed, or maybe I woke up a little in real life, or maybe I was just dreaming of dreaming again. Whatever the case, I was back to having my eyes closed like I was trying to go to sleep. When I suggested to myself to just fly there, a flash of purple and pink lit up my blackness, and the desire to fly to where I needed to go went from just a mere thought in my head, to a visualization, to a dream. I saw myself sliding down a steep hill like a videogame character, and saw myself glide over a gap at the end of this hill to a platform on the other side. (Very videogame-like. Just imagine Mario64 styled levels or Banjo Kazooie. Very polygonal, this section.) At this point I was having trouble. Its always a gamble with me when it comes to transitioning from "vague idea/visualization" to "holy crap I am dreaming!" because at some point you need to "open your eyes". When visualizing the gliding/flying, my eyes were "closed". I flew from that platform I glided to, and flew a little more to land in a small polygonic valley on the other side. I felt the sensation, that wonderful sensation, of dream flying while I did this. But my eyes were still "closed". I landed all cool in a fancy crouching pose, and just stayed there for a little bit.

"You have to open your eyes, you know." I thought to myself. "Its always a gamble, but you have to try!"

So I did. The first try, I opened my eyes to a faded black scene, like a stage set where all the lights are out. You can just see the vague shapes of the things around you but nothing concrete at all. It was because I was trying to go to B street, still determined in my mission. I was trying to visually construct that place with my consciousness, but I just sucked at it. I saw shaped of trees, and the valley I was in sort of transformed into a little side lawn on a side of a house that actually was on B street. But it was all dark and formless. So I closed my eyes again, and thought really hard. "You're in B STREET!". I opened them again. Same thing. I closed them again. As usual when in these kind of pickles, I said "screw it, let me just let the dream take me where it wants me to go." After coming to terms with my suckiness, I opened my eyes one final time.

Oh sweet goodness! So wonderful to open your eyes when lucid to a new world!

I was not in B street at all. I was in something that looked like it came out of the newer Willy Wonka movie. I was still in my little valley, and it was still kind of dark like before, but past this was a vividly colorful hill, a bright spring green. It was framed by bright red velvet and gold tasseled stage curtains, and it went up in steps to a scene on the tippy top, like a big green staircase. At each "step", red and white candy cane looking swirlie structures decorated the hill. There were yellow and white flowers, too, and maybe a cobblestone walkway. I was, as usual, in awe of the clarity of being here, and just took it all in. I tried rubbing my hands to get more in the moment, but it didn't really bring any texture or more realism to the situation. I usually don't bother with sensation alot anyways. I find constantly rubbing my hands to be distracting, but I do try it from time to time. I saw on the top of a hill, a little scene. Maybe a tree in shadow, with a park bench sitting besides it, and someone lounging in it, like they were sleeping. It was either my sister fainted from being kidnapped, or the bad guy in the plot lounging in a smarmy sort of way. I couldn't see the top immediately, so I focused my eyes (go me for doing more than one focusing technique!), and as I did so I began walking up the hill.

Like a dream does, as I neared the top, the scene transformed. I also got a little more numb the closer to the top of the hill I got, but I was still using my conscious mind just fine. The top of the hill transformed itself into a medieval/fantasy looking church, and waiting inside for me was the villain. The church was completely open from where I walked into it. Inside, it had a lobby sized area for maybe a couple of people or parishioners to sit. It was small by cathedral standards but it also fluctuated in that respect as well. To the left of the "parishioner" area was a rounded room, almost a large alcove. It was completely walled in glass windows that gave a view to a forest outside. In front of the parishioner area was where the priest would usually go. In the dream this section was only a few steps higher than the congregation area, whereas in real life its usually a little taller I think. There was a big rounded stain glass window here like a traditional church, but the exit door to the other side of the church was there too. The right side of the church was just a wall. The entire thing was in light grey stone, with pillars and steps and all the nice things you'd find in an older church. Where the priest's place was stood the villain. It was a taller 20 year old with brown-red hair and pale skin, wearing black. She was a vampire. She kidnapped my sister and was going to feed off of her and turn her into a vampire, too. I am not sure what ended up happening to my sister in this struggle. the brunette vampire was, I think, behind her and sucking on her neck or threatening to. She might have even turned her into a vampire already and I had to fight her off. Whatever the case, my sister was getting in the way of my battling the evil vampiress. Either I had to break her neck and push her into the window alcove, or the vampiress threw her in there after sucking on her blood and she passed out and fell in there. In the dream, as in my favorite show "Vampire Diaries", cracking ones neck didn't kill them immediately. It just sort of knocks someone out.

(I was still SLIGHTLY lucid btw.) I tried to punch at the vamp while she hid behind my sister. My punches connected but they did little to her, and she laughed them off. Once my sister was out of the way, I kept trying to punch her out and stop her from killing her and me. I didn't want to kill the evil vamp I don't think. I wanted to either cure her or just stop her from hurting other people. If there was a way to end it in a peaceful or less definitive way, I was willing to try it. However, my methods were not working, and I decided I had to worry more about my unconscious sister than keeping this woman alive. Now that I think of it, I think my sister was going to turn into a vampire, so it was a race against time to stop the villain before she turned. I think I needed the evil villain's blood to stop the transformation, or killing off the villain stopped it. Since I was so stressed for time, I reach over to the brunette vampire, said "Ah screw it!", and snapped her neck. Instantly she crumpled to the floor, completely defeated.

I ran over to where my sister was laying and helped her up as she came to. Did I give her blood? Not sure. She looked differently at this point, though. What was once my blonde, fancy dressed little sister was a squat little anime chibi dressed in kimono. She had a big bobble head, and her hair was black now. She stood up and was fine.

After that I woke up and happily wrote all this down! Yay!
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Influences:
VAMPIRE STUFF: Definitely Vampire diaries! One of few shows I watch, I guess I was thinking about it that night. I even thought perhaps the bad guy of this show, "Claus", was in my dream!
Stompy stomp stomp above my head!: My landlord's wonderful habit of causing ruckuses every morning. Its why I wear earplugs.
Getting to sleep: I have been OBSESSING with going to bed at a good hour since restarting my Lucid dream mission!

And of course, my dream sign was MY DREAM JOURNAL because of my recent obsession with writing in it. Having it in my hand in the dream made me think of dreaming, so I was able to easily figure things out. Dreaming was on my mind, so it was an easy transition, and my journal was the reminder!

Late entry, but better than nothing.

I was outside on a cool spring day, in someones back yard of their house. i was at the edge of their property where there was a chain link fence with some pine trees lining it on either side. the grass was well cut, but not very vividly green. it was later in the evening, the sun was going down, the orange rays of the sun going down across the land. I had a all black pellet gun, and was trying to shoot a squirrel that was on one of the trees. I missed a few shots but got up close an finally got it. it fell quickly. I picked it up and tossed it over the chain link fence. over the fence was an immediate slope down to the road and the squirrel fell in the open, i was worried some one would see and i hoped over to move it down into the bushes.

very short, yet very vivid dream. remembering it feels as thoug i was there 5 mins ago.

In this dream I was riding a ten speed bike in a race through the mountains of Chile. I looked around and thought to myself, “Why am I racing a bike in the mountains of Chile? I can barely ride a bike, how is this happening?” Bingo! Lucid! The first thing I did was race to the front of the pack, and then I left them in a blur, and soon I was passing cars. I forced the bike faster and faster, without any fear whatsoever. There were many crests in the road, and my bike was launching into the air! It was fun, and totally unrealistic, but just the same, it was fun! In the distance I saw the finish line approaching, so flew with my bike through the air (like ET on nitrous) and under the finish ribbon, sliding sideways to a stop. A teenage girl walked past me with ‘real’ looking eyes, so I gave her a hug thinking she was maybe my daughter. She got pissed off at me and she pushed me away (nope, not my daughter). I said to her, “I just wanted a hug.” Then I turned to the crowd at the finish line and asked them if anybody has seen my daughter. A group of girls heard me and they all looked very interested in what I said, but then I woke.

In this second dream I was lucid, but I can’t remember how or why I became lucid. I was standing on a balcony, high up on a building, which was alongside a fairly narrow river. The fellow beside me shot a zip line across the river and into the brick wall of a boardwalk. The line went down at a very steep angle, and was it was totally unsafe, but whatever, this is a dream! I quickly latched my Kingsnap onto the zip line, and I went shooting down towards the boardwalk at a very high speed. I heard somebody say, “Look at that, that’s totally nuts!” At about 20 yards from the boardwalks’ brick wall, I disconnected my Kingsnap and went sailing feet first into the river. Splash! The water was perfectly blue, and I couldn’t see the bottom. I then started to breathe comfortably under the water as I swam for the surface. I swam and swam, but I couldn’t find it, and soon after I woke.

In this 3rd lucid dream I was climbing a ladder up the side of a building, and there was one guy above me and one below. Suddenly, and quite unexpectedly I farted! I looked at the guy below me and said, “Oops, did I fart?”, and then a World War II gas mask appeared on his face! This was a fragmented lucid dream, so I don’t remember what happened next.

In this 4th dream, I was lying beside my bed talking to a woman, when I became spontaneously lucid. I thought the woman looked like my wife’s cousin Kim. My bedroom was dark, but she was glowing slightly white. I said, “Kim, is that you?” She replied, “Yes”, so I floated up off the ground so I was face to face with her. She wasn’t Kim. I said, “Who are you?” By this point she looked a bit frightened and she started to float up towards the ceiling, so I stayed right face to face with her and followed. She then started to pass through the ceiling, and I said, “No wait, please stay!” She vanished, and I woke. A couple of days later, on Mar 24, I had a lucid dream with my daughter, and I met this woman again. Her name is Mila.

In this 5th dream, I was lucid at a swimming pool (not sure why). I looked over the edge of the pool and saw a bunch of kids sitting on the bottom, so I dove in to join them. I sat down beside them and I was breathing normally. They were all just hanging out down there, and chatting with each other. I got bored, so I started to swim around the pool, and I then I woke again.

31.03.2015

ULTRA-INCEPTION: ToTM Done ~ Over 15 FAs, 10 lucids and non lucids in one single dream and dreams within dreams (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I have a long load of dreams to upload, but since this is a ToTM I must now. Been busy and I am behind in writing everything down. This was a very strange dream, a mix of astral projection, lucids, non-lucids and waking... I ended up very confused when I woke up for real.

I had a FA in a big hotel room, I believe I was in Australia. This was a very long dream and I lost some of what happened, but a weird wasp stung me and layed some eggs under my skin. Said eggs hatched almost right away and I started to feel very sick. I went to the ER and I was told that surgery was needed. They needed total anesthesia and I was worried because I just ate. I figured I was going to get sick big time once the procedure ended. I realized that I was probably going to astral project due the anesthesia. When they administred it, I passed out and suddenly, found myself floating above my body.

I was dreaming of an Astral Projection, but non lucidly. I was flying around and I passed out again.

I had a series of FAs and falling asleep several times, like a big loop.

At some point I did a RC and realized I was dreaming. Despite being lucid, I was still buying that my physical body was receiving surgery. I was in a big house and I took a flight to make my dream stable. The sky was clear and I could see a very bright light. It reminded me of the Bonus task of the month, to visit the ISS and watch a sunrise over our planet.

Flying to space was pretty easy for me and soon, I got to the ISS. As I was approachng at it, it looked like the real thing, but then, suddenly it morphed into something like this:







I was standing on the edge of this station and I could see our planet and a very bright light on the very edge. I saw the Sun rising right behind the Earth and the beams of light from the sun had a few different shades of yellow, white and red. I was happy to accomplish the ToTM Bonus so I decided to complete some dares, however, I passed out again.

I had another FA, I was in a room and I realized it was not the hospital. I turned lucid and double checked checking my hands. I could hear a lot of noises, like hospital noises despite I was outdoors in another dream. I started to worry about the surgery and lost lucidity.

I had another few chains of FAs small lucids passing out and more non lucid dreamlets, all with brief real awakenings (in my real bed) and installing back to dreaming.

I had another layer in the same dream where I was projecting myself and I saw my body, almost wrapped up with the surgery. I had x-ray vision and I could see how they removed all the parasite eggs from my body. I also saw my stomatch, still full with food and I knew i was going to puke everything and feel horrible once I woke up from the surgery. I could touch other people while in this ghost form and they would feel me, but not see me, I was fooling for a while.

I FAed in the hospital bed, and I was feeling pretty bad. I passed out.

I had another FA in vegas. I had a short lucid and I quickly passed out once again to find me in another false awakening.

I had then again another FA in my car. I was parked in front of a Wallgreens and my wife was in the passenger sit (I was driving asleep? lol) I turned lucid out of all the non-sense, but my wife told me that I was not dreaming and prevented me to do a reality check. I knew this was not my wife because we encourage each other to do a RC.

Other FA in a room.

Another FA in a different room, outside a building at night. There was a car parked and they asked me if I enjoyed my trip. Apparently, they caused all of these dream to happen, it was a company called, "9 clairvoyants dreamer"

I woke up for real.

I did over 15 different RCs where all gave positives (I was awake...) but still I felt afraid I would be fooled again. I went to pee and wanted to go back to bed, I knew eventually I would be 100% back in the waking plane.

Supermarket

I in my younger brother's room and my mom called me saying she wanted me to go with her to the supermarket. I said okay but after I use the bathroom. I went to go to the bathroom but couldn't make it. The scene than changed to a parking lot for the supermarket. My mom shouted for me to hurry up on the phone I had so I went into the supermarket.As I was walking there were two guys, a tall one and one shorter than the other, walking with a camera i think. They were talking about people and psychological reasons for why people do things or something like that. I think as they were talking they were looking for people to answer questions so i volunteered. But as we were talking their attention was pulled into the other places of the supermarket.

I decided to just forget it and to go look for stuff i wanted to buy. I was going to go to the fruit aisle but ran into a few kids. I saw one go through something red. I think it was a cart.I thought about how strange it was that he managed to OBE. I tried to OBE in the dream but than decided not to since I wasn't into it. I walked to another aisle where the candy were and saw a family talking about recess pieces in the shape of a square,inside a small glass case.I wanted to say something about how small it was but than the dad interrupted me. Saying he didn't want a stranger speaking to his kids. I than flew a bit through the aisle and saw a witch that looked like a maleficent cartoon. But she was wearing purple and had a different bird to her side that was purple too.

She started talking about how she was going to kill a man after she tricked him.I than looked at my arms and noticed there was blue and red marker colored on my left and right arm. Mainly over my veins and wrist.The veins seemed to be in red. I waited till they were gone as I pondered who might have done this. Than they disappeared and than the dream shifted. I was now watching an adventure time animation of a island, the picture was moving from left to right showing the landscape. Then Fin came into view. He was on top of a white round building with other people.The color was kind of faded in this video. Bad men were on a ship.

Fin yelled for them not to shoot. But the Bad guys shot at them anyways and the building fell apart. Fin and those on the building fell into the ocean and somehow the bad guy's ship got hit by the rubble and they fell in too. When everyone arrived at the bottom no one drowned because they could breathe under water except fin. So a alien type of worm looking creature had to swallow fin into his mouth and give him underwater breathing ability. The alien's mouth was still open as he spoke. Everyone began to move along in the ocean and Fin was disappointed with how things were going. The alien creature that swallowed fin told him "It's not about the ending. You gotta make the best of what's the journey." He than grew hands and showed Fin how two of his finger were battling in a cool way.

I was impressed by the animation at this point. Than all of a sudden he started turning into Dawn. I was like woah.Than I randomly appeared on a bed in the living room. It was night and everyone sleeping. I was watching a video now of a girl telling a story about a fairy that watched as her evil emperor father burned in the fire behind a column without helping him .So she could assume his position after he died. It than showed her taking orders from insect like people. After that It stopped and I was now listening to the kingdom of heart 2 opening song as I was trying to fall asleep. I was singing it too. Then it ended and I appeared in my room downstairs with the light's on. There were two beds in my room and apparently it was the day that my aunt had arrived for a visit. I could hear her talking to someone in the background as i was looking at anime pictures and comments.

Slowly voices started to appear of people talking about how there were a lot of anime that recently ended and how a lot of new ones was about to start. After that I think I did something related to equipping a robot dog with abilities. But that may have been earlier in the dream. I can't remember.

Glitchy Dream

I recall laying in bed than all of a sudden a dc came in and started acting crazy.I asked it why it was acting all crazy and what did it represent. The DC than handed me a tablet and told me to listen to the music on the tablet. There was a song playing about how the singer wanted to be poor. I didn't really understand it. Than the dream shifted and I remember hearing loud heavy metal music and reappearing on the bed like 6/8 times in a row every time i tried to move. After that it changed into a scene where Shirobako characters were dancing and singing on a carnival ride.

Talking On The phone

I was walking on the streets and stumbled on a line of high school students with their teachers.For some weird reason i walked into the alley way where the garbage was put. But there was none there. I walked back out wondering why i did that. Teachers called their students than began to leave. I continued walking home than suddenly appeared in my room.I was talking to JadeGreen on my brother's phone through messaging and voice to voice. I think we were talking about lucid dreaming or about a story.I was wondering for a bit when did i start talking to Jade on the phone when suddenly it hit me.

"I'm dreaming!!" I said happily. Jade was still trying to talk to me on the phone though. I told him that this was a dream. Than the phone turned off. My younger brother came in and i told him not to get in my way since i was lucid now. I ran upstairs and noticed my father. Out of no where he told me to not use the phone anymore since Verizon was outside trying to break into our house.I looked out the window from a distance and saw many black cars than went to the kitchen for some reason.The food distracted me and i became non lucid wondering what to eat for breakfast. I saw yummy muffins hanging on the fridge and wanted to eat one.

: P Not much lucidity.

My family was screaming down the interstate in my Ford Explorer, my mother behind the wheel. Cars and trucks, even military equipment, overturned and on fire with an ominous red-orange glow in the sky. We were the only moving vehicle on the road.* If swerving left and right to avoid the debris and overturned cars werent enough, we also had to dodge bullets.

White men geared up with military outfits and vehicles, were firing automatic weapons at us as we were trying to evacuate. We were petrified but we kept on strong as it was our only chance to live. We saw the muzzle flash, heard the shots firing but no bullets were hitting us, our car, or anything for that matter. We're they even firing live ammo? We're they just trying to scare us?

I was playing half-life with someone. We had a 1v1 duel on a lan server. I claimed a base in a crushed airplane, while the other guy took the nearby bunker as his hideout. We were trying to kill eachother, and he succeeded a few times. Then it changed. I was a bank robber, and he was an agent of special forces. He hidden in the airplane, making an ambush. I shot him a few times with shotgun, to no effect.

6:30 AM. 3/31/2015
I arrived at school. I was in my math class and we were doing this impossible math trivia game on our phones. When I stood up I realized that I was not wearing any pants. I was only wearing my black underwear and a green shirt. Somehow, I ended up at home where I put on my pants and remembered to put on my contacts. I knew we were running late to school so I ran downstairs hoping that I hadn't missed my ride. I ran outside and looked around. My sister's car was there empty. My Mom was standing out by her truck that was parked in our neighbor's driveway. I thought this was weird because I knew she was supposed to be at work. I hopped in a car with my 12 year-old sister driving (Grace). While she was driving I was trying to put in a new pair of contacts but the contacts got really old and crusty before I got them completely in my eye. On the way there we passed 2 people that I know. Grace then started messing around and tried to press the brakes. Then, the I realized that the brakes were not working and I started to freak out because there was a sharp turn coming up. When we hit the curve, we didn't turn enough and ran straight over the curb. We flew over the curb and kept going. I tried to straighten the steering wheel to no avail. Grace looked over at me and gave me a little smile. We then proceeded to head left towards a giant patch of trees. I continued to try to steer the car away from the trees. We ended up driving straight past the trees and over a cliff that I didn't know was there. The fear in that moment of the dream is what woke me up. When I woke up, I jolted and sat up quickly. But then, I reached for my laptop to start typing this in my dream journal.

+ guy was hiding his skill at a video game: he has an unstoppable super attack based on anger and running momentum

+ shower house: showers everywhere, channels of water running along the floor

+(f) bro-in-law takes me aside, asks me something: family members there

(more here, forgot, clobbered by epic below)

+ epic: my lightsaber: visualize blade, change its color, wave it around, walk to the park, drone ride, demonstrate lightsaber at party
This is a non-lucid despite some control (color change)

I'm standing outside childhood home on HC street facing S st. I bring out my lightsaber and ignite it. Again not much visuals so I focus on visuals, and a short (2-feet) green blade appears, sort of sparkly, with a flat white area towards the handle. I want it to change color, I will it to turn blue. I look at it and concentrate on it. Slowly some blue appears and then suddenly it's all blue. I walk towards the end of HC at F. Bl. and I swing the blade into the ground a bit. At F I turn to the left down the hill and walk on the right side of the street, as I pass by the R's house I see two metallic swimming pool staircase handles, and I swing the blade through these handles. Nothing happens, it's not a real lightsaber.

I look at the lightsaber in my left hand: the handle is short and small, like a small metallic flashlight, about half the diameter of a typical old-time flashlight. My hand barely fits on the handle, and my fingers are almost dangerously close to the energy blade.

It's darker now and I continue on F. past Av. and towards the park. There are some people playing with toy lightsabers in the middle of the street but mine is much better. I head down the stairs to the top level of the park. A mother is at the bottom of the stairs throwing some toy thing up the stairs to her child. I think that the toy isn't the point: the point is the parent and child enjoying time together, the toy is just a means.

On the middle level of the park approaching the old clubhouse, there is a tall chain-link fence there. I see on the lower level that my best friend MR is playing with someone, with a kite/drone. I quickly run up the fence and jump off the top of it, gaining some altitude, and grab on to a toy quad copter drone, there's a string handing down and a small bulb (like a turkey baster) that I grab on to with my right hand. The drone flies towards the lower level, maintaining it's altitude, so I'm now quite high up over the ground (25 feet at least, feels really high). My right hand starts to feel sweaty and tired, I'm hoping this thing will start losing altitude soon because I'll get seriously hurt if I fall. It flies to the far tall chainlink fence turns left and flies around the perimiter, slowly losing altitude.

I'm on the ground and say to MR good thing I landed because I was losing my grip. He says s.l. he never loses his grip.

In the corner of the lower level near (bottom of main path) I'm sitting there talking about my lightsaber construction with one or two guys. I've unscrewed the top, and am trying to screw the nut back on but it has gotten really dirty I'm pulling out very dirty greasy nasty stuff (like the stuff you pull out of the shower drain, it's gross).

The guy asks me what chip is in there. I can't remember. I know it's not an Intel chip. All I can think of is "P....P....P... PDP-10? No, it's not a PDP". The guy is holding the chip (it's huge, a square, 2-inches on a side) and is reattaching it to the socket. For some reason it's not sitting flat in the socket (something got warped?). I take it and carefully align the pins on the bottom of the chip with the holes in the socket and I get it to get back in.

I head up back to the middle level of the playground. Other people have toy lightsabers but mine is clearly the best. Then I'm inside a house, it's a party, all young guys there, I'm showing off my lightsaber. I'm waving it around, the beam looks a lot now like a green laser. I'm standing in a kitchen near a counter with cabinets above but an open area in between them where you can see through. I say "the only thing it needs to be a real lightsaber is a blade that cuts. I could install a stronger laser." I'm trying to listen to the sound, but there is none. I turn it off, then turn it on again and the sound works, I demonstrate the sound of waving it around and it is very pleasingly realistic. I hand it over to some guys to try and I think they'll be really impressed with it. I notice they turn it off and hear the realistic "swish" turning off sound.


+ collection of late morning dozing dreams (fragments mostly) after BTS: girls pressing into me at the counter (want to order pizza), touch some; enthusiastic party emcee, see Ni.Hau (L) eating rice with onions, I'll order lasagna at the counter; parking garage with guys, don't want to move the massive power cable on the ground leading to the house; took pictures of girl (on screen, try to hide/delete), she sits down and lays her bare legs across mine, I push my face in them; he guy through window, it (?) works, see he's watching a game on TV (severe angle!); basketball: the player one-hands the shot from mid-court facing the wrong way: nails it (net barely moves);

1. My Dad had just woken me up and told me that we(the family) were all going to Burger King. I got up, got dressed, and we all got in my mom's car and dad drove to Burger King. My awareness started kicking in when my dad drove into the heart of our neighborhood and there was a random Burger King there. "Wait, that's not right" I thought to myself. Something felt odd, I felt a certain feeling, like everything around me wasn't real. At this point I was basically semi-lucid. My dad parked the car and we all got out and went inside.
As we got inside, I noticed that Burger King's interior looked alot different. My family ordered, but I didn't get anything. Now the feeling that I had not to long ago of everything not being real started to get stronger. I remember that my dad kept bugging me to order something and I eventually told him, "No, I don't want any food dad. I didn't want to come here you made me get up" in an agitated voice. Right after that I went over to the only other person eating in Burger King, an African American dude with short dreads. I looked at him as he ate his burger(I don't do this in real life lmao).
I decided that I wanted to go outside to get some fresh air, so I walked out the front entrance. Suddenly I become Lucid. I remember going to look for something and flying, but other than that, the rest of my recall has diminished. I'll fix that.

Another night, another battle of wills with what I thought to be another dreamer (at least I did within the dream). Maybe it's because I'm always inviting people to come find me in every dream related forum, or it could even be a regular dream. My recall is too poor still to tell.

I remember that back and forth pattern, the pushing of wills. At one point they began to attack me physically, leaving me covered in these huge bloody welts almost 2 feet long. I almost made the mistake of trying to heal myself and focus on closing up those wounds, but thought better of it at the last moment and just ignored the wounds instead.


Fragments:
-Playing Linkrealms and I find a silver fur cape. *I was confused and disappointed to find I didn't actually have that cape when I booted up my game in RL.
-Walking in the woods with someone, the snow is almost all melted, and I notice tons of big fat Wintergreen berries. They seem to have gotten twice as big over the winter.

Morning of March 31, 2015. Tuesday.



This was the last dream of about nine of this date but the longest and most meandering one. I am back in time, probably 1984, and in my twenties. However, the setting is somewhat like a composite with at least some features being my room in Cubitis (where I lived from 1968 to 1978). Other features (mostly the front) resemble the house on Loomis Street (Wisconsin) as well as Barolin Street (in Australia). At one point, I look out from the porch and see that it is nighttime. However, I hear some sort of lawn mower or hedge trimmer to my left at a neighbor’s house though I cannot see them anywhere (they are probably at the side of their house). I make some sort of odd comment (to a young male I am not sure of the identity of) about the area looking so clean that it looks like it was vacuumed. My comment is not really valid, though, as there seems to be large loose stalks of dark yellowish dried-up grass everywhere, in front of my residence as well as the houses to the left and to the right. Still, I have a false memory that it had recently been much messier, including with trash strewn about by the locals.

I am in my room and am aware that one page of my dream journal had been tampered with. This is a memory concerning the time when I had large notebooks (over-sized binders), which were stacked on a table, to have most of my dreams documented on notebook paper in handwritten print (though later pages were typed). The page is separate (possibly freshly written) and concerns the summary of one dream, taking up about half the page. Susan R is the one that had tampered with it due to her apparent “playful” jealousy on the nature of my in-dream dream record (though also somewhat sarcastic and mean-spirited). I do not remember this dream from my dream record within my dream at all even though I read the whole entry very clearly (but do not remember having originally written it - and my summary seems more choppy than with some other typical entries of the time). It concerns some sort of meeting with Edna Pearson (a character from “Prisoner: Cell Block H”; a show that I have not thought about at all since 1986 - thus this fascinates me as to how such a memory could surface for no apparent reason without an iota of thought for about thirty years) and there is detail concerning a trip on a train and a chimpanzee. Susan had written “Hello Edna Pearson!” in cursive handwriting larger than my print and something obnoxious about me finding the chimpanzee attractive simply because I dreamt about one. There are a few other short phrases she had written about various parts of the paragraph that are making fun of my dream work as well as some of the metaphorical associations. I am very angry and crumple up the page and complain to her about her jealous prank and tell her to leave and that I do not want to see her again.

After this, an unknown male and I have a conversation. This is something to do with having no more contact with Susan and going on to find the “mystery girl” (wife-to-be). He does not believe me (or in remote viewing or precognition) and so I tell him that I will bet him $1,000.00 that what I say is true. He agrees to a bet, but oddly takes out a one-dollar Australian coin (even though the time period and location is only related to America) to make the bet - and I agree (also taking out an Australian one-dollar coin to place it on the small table between us), though the small amount seems a bit pointless to bother with and I get a vague impression he is being skeptically condescending through this act (though I do not pursue any conflict with him).

I see a girl outside through a front window when I am in a store (part of a larger storefront area) later. There is a chin-up bar station as part of an outdoor fitness route (relevant to La Crosse) that she is working with in front of the store with one other girl and on the adjoining sidewalk. I start to get an impression that this is either the “mystery girl” (with no memory that I married her in reality) or at least my “next” partner in life. She falls at one point and so I go to ask if I can help her. She seems very friendly and cheerful and I then note that either I am lying down or I am extremely short, as she towers way above me, goddess-like, by at least five feet (similar to the “Rollover” dream in 1990 before I made first real contact with my lifelong “mystery girl”/wife). I get the sense of an alien-like presence, but it seems like a composite of my real wife (in the “mystery girl” phase) and some sort of tall multidimensional being, though not bigger, just unrealistically (disproportionately) taller.

I then go to a large shopping mall (of at least two floors) where there is a monorail track on the opposite side, the wide hall of the mall (mostly open along one side in one section) being directly adjoined to the train platform. At this point there is an awareness that I am making my dream (or “my world”) even though there is no lucidity at all. I walk through the very large hall of the shopping mall and note that the monorail train is approaching at the same level and is going to crash near the large rear entrance where the double doors allow access to a flight of stairs and the bottom floor, and it does crash shortly thereafter. It somehow derails (with no seeming cause other than my unjustified belief it will) and plows into the building, likely killing several people. The crash is long and dramatic (almost like slow-motion), with bits of glass continuously flying everywhere for several minutes though I somehow avoid the large pieces. However, my entire left hand is filled with small glass shards and bleeding a bit, which does not concern me that much. During this time, I had attempted to duck behind a corner and walk to the front entrance but for some reason go back again, fully exposed to the flying glass pieces. This is the most focused and vivid part of my dream and the broken glass tinkling sound is almost soothing regardless of the threatening implications.

From here, I go walking through another part of town. Susan R is seated on what reminds me of the front of the Arcadia Post Office and the male I had talked with earlier is with her and seated (about a person distance away) to her right, annoyed upon seeing me again, especially as a blasé accident victim. She seems very annoyed (almost disgusted) and emotionally hurt and is seemingly not going to listen to anything I say. I stroke her hair with a somewhat authoritative dominance and she is very angry at my audacity. At this point, I feel no guilt or passiveness and understand that whatever path I choose (whether or not it is with her) is my right. I lift my left hand and it glows with bright blue light, slowly getting brighter, the glass flying out and any cuts automatically healing (with only a vague concern that the flying glass may endanger others - though it does not). I am watching my hand glowing a brighter blue as I wake, with Blue Pearl events continuing shortly after fully waking.