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Morning of February 13, 2015. Friday.



This was one of those impersonal and seemingly irrelevant dreams where I am only the disembodied watcher, although I am actually within the setting at times. It does seem inherently movie-like yet with the characters’ motivations seeming to have “real” repercussions. There is a marker, regarding my father’s death in 1979 on the day of February 14 and seeing him in the hospital on the 13th, but that is not related to my current waking life.

The setting reminds me a little of the first storey of the northern side of the house on Loomis Street, though as if rendered as a second floor of a larger building. There is an unknown man in a bed as if he has taken ill for a fairly long time. He has some sort of machine that projects holograms - possibly for entertainment or personal reflection - or merely to keep him company.

The first holograms are two (unknown) young girls that are projected into the room. I do not think they are fully “alive” or human-like in behavior but perhaps are some sort of programming based on his real daughters who are elsewhere. They are partially transparent and fully intangible. I think they are there to give him hope while his real daughters are in school. The girls are close in age but are apparently not twins.

Soon, there is a giant flea that makes an appearance, being bigger than a horse. It is not really a threat being only a hologram thus far and is also transparent and intangible. Oddly, it seems to represent an unborn son of the man’s or possibly only a symbolic presence for the son he never had. Over time, the man seems wary of this imaginary projected creature. Unlike the girls, it seems to be developing its own programming and unique intent.

After a time, the giant flea wants to be closer to the man in terms of family but the man mostly seems to become more fearful (perhaps he thinks the giant flea will eat him should it become “real”). Somehow, an event occurs which does not really follow the supposed previously established rules of the holograms. This involves a different machine which is not plugged in. The giant flea somehow uses a holographic front leg to plug in the other machine which apparently makes holograms into tangible and real beings - this seems “wrong” in conscious afterthought due to the holograms being intangible and supposedly unable to move objects. However, much to the man’s horror, the creature becomes solid and is now a “real” living presence. I do not feel threatened as a disembodied bystander yet also do not see or learn of the outcome. I do not think the giant flea wants to hurt the man regardless of the implied horror - I think he only wants to be the man’s proxy son, perhaps until the man has a real son in the theoretical future.

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This is one ridiculous precursory form of RAS mediation in sustained subliminal anticipation of a hypnopompic kick, about as silly as dreams get. It is probably one of the most sustained and nonsensical mediatory forms of RAS and anticipation of waking starts I have had in some time.

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I remember waking up to the sound of my alarm about 5 minutes before I had to actually get up.
I told myself that I would need to get about 2 more minutes of sleep then I would get up for school.

Upon awakening I got up and looked at my hand and I grew a 6th finger thats how I knew I was lucid. I Immediately ran down to the kitchen and hurled open the door, everything was getting fuzzy thus making me rub my hands together. Everything was stable. I looked across the street at the BMV and tried to throw a boulder at it, but it didnt work( this being my longest lucid dream , so I wasnt to sure what I was capable of yet ill be sure to take it in steps next time and not rush into anything ) At the next moment I tried to imagine myself flying , but my feet only gave me a gentle little hover before calmly fading back down to the pavement.

Then I awoke.

First Fragment

In this fragment, all I remember was travelling down a road through a lush forest and arriving at a construction site. Some people were accompanying me, and we began cutting down more of the forest. Finally we began digging far down to the point there we hit the aquifer. I woke up shortly after though.

Wake Induced Lucid Dream using visualization and hypnagogic imagery (consciously awake with body asleep).

I entered this dream lucid, and I was following a man and woman as we walked through glass doors into bright daylight. I said, “Hey, I’m lucid!” with total excitement! They both instantly turned inwards and looked at me, and then at each other, with a questioning look. I unfortunately woke, but I remained perfectly still and focussed on getting back in there.

I again entered a dream lucid, and found myself walking in a mall, surrounded by people. Right beside me was a couple, and they were both really tall and fit. I spoke what I was thinking, “Wow, are you ever tall! How tall are you?” The woman gave me a dumbfounded look and said, “I’m 6 foot 3.” I replied, “Holy smokes you’re tall, you must be good at sports!” She gave me one of these stereotypical looks and mumbled, “Whatever.”, and walked away. To my right was a restaurant lounge area full of people, so I decided to go in there and explore.

Standing alone in the restaurant was this dazed, sleepy looking woman in her early 20’s (very pretty). She seemed totalled spaced out, and I thought maybe she’s also a dreamer, so went up and put my hand on her shoulder and asked how she was doing. She slowly became focussed and said, “I’m doing fine.” I introduced myself and we started to ‘chit chat’ as we walked around the bar area. I forget what we were talking about, but it was everyday stuff. After about 3 or 4 minutes she started to look really tired and despondent, so I put my arm around her waist to hold her up, and I said, “Don’t fall asleep, please stay a bit longer!”, and she slurred, “I can’t help it.” A couple of dream figures came running up to me to ask what I was doing. I said, “She falling asleep and she needs to return to her bed.” I laid her down on the floor, and she quickly passed through the floor like she was laying in quicksand. When her body was half way through the floor, her clothes and body morphed into the appearance of ceramic tile (This was very cool).

My boss from work walked up to me and said, “Hi!”, and then my vision faded to black, but I could still hear everybody talking in the restaurant. I yelled, “I can’t see anything, keep talking to me until my vision comes back, please!” I chatted with my boss for about 30 seconds, and then everything came back with perfect clarity. By this point there was about a dozen dream figures standing around, and three of them were my childhood friends, Glen, Julian, and Bruce. I looked at them and said, “We’re dreaming right now!”, but nobody seemed to agree with me so I said, “Or maybe this is your reality?” Julian looked at me and said, “Sure, that’s it.”

We all stood around chatting for a bit, and then I said to Julian, “Lets bounce!” We jumped up and then slowly floated down, and every time we went higher and higher. The restaurant ceiling was at least 30 feet up, and Julian unexpectedly flew up about 20 feet and then came speeding down onto his butt causing a shock wave to go through the entire restaurant. We all found this really amusing, and we laughed real hard, so I decided to give it a try (show off my lucidity skills).

I decided to fly up real high, so I could get some speed when I was coming back down, but I was looking downward as I flew up, and then I accidentally hit the restaurant’s ceiling with my back. The entire restaurant ceiling bowed and distorted upwards into a dome, and then the walls caved inwards. People started to scream and shout, and all my friends took off running. I quickly decided to fly back down and blend into the crowd, but the ceiling was stuck to my back, and I stretched downward to within 10 feet of the floor. ‘All hell broke loose’ when the ceiling let go of my back and shot upwards! People were running around frantically, and the roof was coming down in pieces, with water was pouring everywhere! The bartender angrily shouted, “Who’s doing this, I can’t stand it!” The last thing I saw was water pouring down on top of the bartender, as he frantically tried to hold his counters in place. Then I woke up.

I was in third person point of view when I began witnessing two guys arguing. It appear to be late night, the two eventually push each other and quickly left. That is when the scenery had change. I found myself sit down in father room with 2 other people. One guy name was Ricky and somehow I knew that. The other person was inhabiting one of the corners in the room. It was a disc that appear to be floating had a smiley face and a glowing aura around it. I notice it hovering over my clothes so I decided to approach it. The more I got closer to the hovering disc the more it distance itself from me.

It must not like me I thought to myself. I decided to step away from it. I then started talking to Ricky to find out what's going on. Soon though it occurred to me that a hovering disc with a smiley face is an easy sign to know that I am dreaming. I went over to grab my journal to see if it's the exact same as it is in waking life. The words were different but at least it made sense. Ricky soon left to where I yelled through the close window that we got to fight some day. I punch the window which cause a large impact with the other items in the room.

This reminded me that I was still dreaming. I attempted to phase through the window but was unsuccessful. I open father front door to the living room and open the back door. It was partially clouded but with some sun piercing through. I then phase through the blinds and began my jog through the grass to a near hill. Then the environment became unfamiliar to me. I saw a few wet puddles on the road, I purposely step on one of them to see if it mimic the feeling correctly. It was exactly correct and felt real. I quickly reminded myself that I am still dreaming.

The weather was beginning to change to a more stormy windy scene. I then realize I was lost and had no other direction to navigate through the pool area. Then like before in another one of my lucid dreams, a ranger appeared. He ask me am I another guest waiting to enter the pool? I said no, I am trying to figure a way to continue walking east. He pointed to a rock stairway and told me to slide through the fence. I thank him to where I continue walking. Before I cross paths with him, he ask how many verbs did I know?

I told him some but that I am still working on my vocabulary. I found myself in a park, there were kids playing sports and doing track. I decided to watch them in till I felt the need to join in. The weather has now become a thunder storm which intensified the experience playing with them. However I soon woke up. Lucidity time: 7 minutes

After being relentlessly attacked by mummies, I manage to escape and find 3 people outside. I ask them if they could help me? They all agreed as the one guy check for any further assistance. The other woman check in to the apartment I recently escape from. That person soon confirm that there was some sort of monster lurking around. That's when she ask me if I was beaten anywhere by it? I said yes and pointed to all the spots I felt were beaten by it. I also said that I was beginning to feel dizzy and that their voices were growing faint.

We all begin walking so I could find a hospital to recover in. I soon find myself waking up from a hospital bed. I must've passed out on the way here. As I re-evaluate what happened to me. I become lucid. My vision was a bit distorted though. I soon notice that the person who help me was sitting down near by. Once she was aware that I was awake, she showed a picture claiming that I was the young toddler in it. She then ask me do I see another person in the picture? I agreed and could see the person on the far right. She then ask me if it was a man or a woman?

I got sunk in to the device she was using to get a closer look. I stare at the person face to confirm that the person in the photo was a man. That's when I woke up. Lucidity time: 23 seconds

NON LUCID
*I remember speaking to my girlfriend about something.

I was in a construction site. We needed permit of some sort. We were in a hurry.

We need to escape. There's a game.

I woke up a 4, struggled with recall, got nothing. I got up for about 5 minutes, did some state tests and set my intent to recognize my next dream. I went back to bed and practiced MILD. I tossed and turned for what seemed like a very long time. I checked my phone and the time was 4:58. I realized I still had an hour to sleep so I rolled over and tried to get to sleep. Almost immediately i felt the "sleep onset body buzz" and started to see some mild HI, mostly lights and simple patterns. The dream follows:

i am at a run down strip mall. most of the storefronts are abandoned and on my left. there is an ice cream shop at the far end of the stores. i am on my bike riding slowly. i see a woman who i think i know (middle school girlfriend all grown up?) drive by as a passenger in a silver sedan. i keep riding and ahead i notice the silver car drive off, the woman is not in it. the driver is an overweight man with round glasses, wearing a faded red tshirt. i ride past the ice cream shop and see the woman seated at a little round cement table at the end of the row of stores. i ride past her and make a little left turn , headed up a concrete switchback ramp. The ramp looks like it would lead up to a second level of the strip mall. I see the first turn in the switchback and know that i am dreaming. "im dreaming, im dreaming." i say i decide to ride into the wall, everything gets bright and clear, very defined, i wake up.

I rolled over and checked my phone, it was now 5:05. The interval between falling asleep and recognizing the dream was probably about 3 minutes! Unfortunately the dream was very short.

Night of February 12, 2015. Thursday.



I am sitting on our bed at our present address on W Street. I have a couple brochures it seems, although one is of stiffer paper. At one point I am actually holding one piece of thin cardboard with three unrealistically vertically narrow photographs (though apparently not cropped) horizontally arranged and attached to it (possibly by double-sided tape). It is of family members including our youngest daughter playing with our youngest son but from a fair distance and not that focused on the subjects. Just as I start to consider (or vaguely question) where it came from, it sort of “pops” out of existence with a slight breeze leaving me somewhat surprised.

My perspective shifts into more of an internal awareness (though not fully disembodied, just in some sort of realm of analytical thought and solely closely-rendered imagery as is typical of some “reading” or “studying” dream types - though at this point I think I may still be technically in the same bed - possibly lying on my side with my head up a bit). I am looking at some sort of brochure that is possibly related to a daycare center, possibly in connection with the “Ninety-Nine Red Balloons” daycare center of many years back. There is a young mustached male (of about twenty-five) with a cluster of balloons. He is standing near a van but it is crudely illustrated (without much detail) as if by someone with minimal drawing or commercial art experience.

From here, I note one of the catchphrases which seems more related to a travel agency. It is something about the “milest of miles” (“Enjoy the milest of miles?”). This annoys me somewhat and I try to work out if I am reading it incorrectly. I also ponder “miliest of miles”. I end up becoming “stuck” in an in-dream fallacy; trying to work out which is more grammatically relevant in this particular case - “milest” or “miliest” (or both depending on the intent of the faux “messages” in the particular part of the brochure?) - of course neither of which are actual words - typical in-dream gibberish, something I have enjoyed noting and documenting since I was about six years of age, just for the pure ridiculousness and amusement of it.

Night of February 12, 2015. Thursday.



I am sitting on our bed at our present address on W Street. I have a couple brochures it seems, although one is of stiffer paper. At one point I am actually holding one piece of thin cardboard with three unrealistically vertically narrow photographs (though apparently not cropped) horizontally arranged and attached to it (possibly by double-sided tape). It is of family members including our youngest daughter playing with our youngest son but from a fair distance and not that focused on the subjects. Just as I start to consider (or vaguely question) where it came from, it sort of “pops” out of existence with a slight breeze leaving me somewhat surprised.

My perspective shifts into more of an internal awareness (though not fully disembodied, just in some sort of realm of analytical thought and solely closely-rendered imagery as is typical of some “reading” or “studying” dream types - though at this point I think I may still be technically in the same bed - possibly lying on my side with my head up a bit). I am looking at some sort of brochure that is possibly related to a daycare center, possibly in connection with the “Ninety-Nine Red Balloons” daycare center of many years back. There is a young mustached male (of about twenty-five) with a cluster of balloons. He is standing near a van but it is crudely illustrated (without much detail) as if by someone with minimal drawing or commercial art experience.

From here, I note one of the catchphrases which seems more related to a travel agency. It is something about the “milest of miles” (“Enjoy the milest of miles?”). This annoys me somewhat and I try to work out if I am reading it incorrectly. I also ponder “miliest of miles”. I end up becoming “stuck” in an in-dream fallacy; trying to work out which is more grammatically relevant in this particular case - “milest” or “miliest” (or both depending on the intent of the faux “messages” in the particular part of the brochure?) - of course neither of which are actual words - typical in-dream gibberish, something I have enjoyed noting and documenting since I was about six years of age, just for the pure ridiculousness and amusement of it.

I remember walking into my room, and there were 3 tables all making a U around my chair. The tables were coffee tables and were placed behind my chair and on the sides of it. There was just enough space to walk through the corners, there were plants on the tables, and I knew my mom had put them in there along with the tables, I got annoyed and said "Moooom" as I walked out of the room carrying the plants and putting them on other tables in the living room.

I thought my dream recall was getting better lmao

Just a couple dream fractions recalled. One was about taking a strange class in school.

I was walking down the street in a business sector of the city. Near one of skyscrapers was alley locked with gate protected by key code. No one knew the key code, even owners of the skyscraper. I decided to somehow break it down, and I did it. The alley led to industrial area, into a house of some family preparing for the end of the world. I went out and took a bus back to home. In the midnight I went out with my younger sister. We were watching the night sky, looking at the stars and observating the area surrounding our home. Next day I drove to the same plac, and saw construction workers planting explosives at the gate. Owners of skyscraper wanted to know what's beyond that gate. When the workers ran to safety zone and detonated explosives. The fire was raging. I ran closer to the gate and gave a horrifying scream. This brought their attention, one of the workers shouted The margins are burning! They all ran there to stop the fire.

Wow! What a night! I had an OBE-like experience, a Lucid, and 3 FA - while doing 3 times the Raduga technique and feeling the separation! Wow!
Well, went to bed at 23:30, WBTB at 05:00 for 15 mins and back to sleep with my Rem Dreamer - lights only. I said to myself that if I succeed in Raduga again, this time I will be in my house - I will have an OBE (wanted to see if expectation matters, as it should). It took me some time to sleep (about 45 mins) and at some point I found myself in bed remembering the dream I just had. I thought I was late - some time has passed since awakening - but nevertheless I tried the Raduga separation technique. I felt a moving sensation, not strong but it was there. I alternated techniques, moving my limbs and then my body, and relaxing at the same time. I felt I was being dragged but not strongly as usual - I struggled to separate. But then in an instant, I floated out and I was flying in my living room! It was dark but I could see that it was my living room (and after awakening, quite strangely, it was - no false memory this time). I landed and walked a little bit - a sofa was out of place (I knew it then and same thing after awakening) and ...the RD lights went on - in bed again... Tried the separation again and in a few seconds, strong moving sensation again and I am thrown in darkness. I do a RC (nose pinch), negative at first and positive (breath through) a few seconds later! I am in total darkness. I take my RD mask off in order to see, but no use. I imagine I wear black glasses and take them off - no sight again. Then I just imagined seeing around and simply waited... A few seconds later I started seeing, and I was there: in a blue room decorated with stars. I'm wearing a silver spacesuit also with stars and the room is like a child's room, decorated with stars and planets - very beautiful.

I feel my hands in the gloves and try to stabilize by rubbing them and touching around and it's quite steady by now - not perfect, but steady. I'm very happy and I say my pre-planned affirmations: I am Lucid dreaming every night and I'm always calm and peaceful. Meanwhile, the dream starts to destabilize... I have difficulty speaking and... my wife moves in bed and the RD lights go off again... I am in bed and in apparently no time I had a FA. I take my RD off and take notes about my lucid, when the RD lights flash again...I am in bed and tricked by a normal dream... RD Lights flash again and this time I concentrated and started the separation again. I feel the movement sensation quite strongly, but as I am about to separate, my wife turns around again (she was very tired and didn't sleep well) and I am back to bed.... slowly I take my RD mask off (for real) and take notes on all this....WoW, what a night!