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Something to do with a new music building being added to my high school. It has all of this wood paneling and all of this bamboo growing out around the sides.


There was some crazy war going on where two armies were fighting over a supply of peanut butter.

The battlefield is this huge open meadow, surrounded by thick woods. There are a couple of mountains in the distance. The area sort of has a minecraft feel to it, though nothing appears to be made of blocks. I also recall seeing a cartoon drawing that was a map of the battlefield and contained the tactics used by the armies with drawings of cartoon soldiers killing one another. The map was drawn on very high quality parchment paper.

The battle began. One army was clad mostly in steel armor and used swords. All of the men in this army looked really short, and they all looked the same. They appeared to be the more formal army. [Dream Logic]They also had trebuchets that were launching large jars of peanut butter at the enemies that would explode on impact. The peanut butter was sticky and supposedly would slow down the advance of the enemy. [/Dream Logic]

The other army was a small band of tribal men with long dark hair who rode on horseback. They had a very native-american feel to them. They fought with spears and bows mostly. Although they seemed inferior in numbers their tactics and skill in combat was impressive.

Somehow I got into the fight. A group of the steel clad men came after me. I became partially lucid. I started fighting with them; running at them and disarming one. I took his sword and used it to cut down a couple of others. One ran at me from behind, yet somehow I could sense him coming. (Partial lucidity?) I threw him over my left side, both stabbing him and taking his sword. Dual wield. I turned to see what looked like a lieutenant of the steel army readying a bow. (His armor was fancier, I assumed he was important.) I threw one of the swords and it stuck right in his face impaling him.

I then see a couple of the tribe men charging at me on horseback. I throw the other sword, that for some reason becomes a spear when I throw it. It strikes the leader in the leg and also injures his horse who falls over and the whole group trips over him and falls down on him in an almost comedic fashion. A couple of guys manage to get out of the confused pile of horses and charge me. I pick up another sword and get ready to fight when the dream changes.

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Somehow or other I found myself in my living room. Manei was there, laying on the couch. And for some reason or other I didn't quite grasp that I was dreaming. I thought for some reason that I was awake and imagining that she was there. Something was amiss.

For some reason I still had a spear on me from the previous dream. I was examining it a little, and spinning it around like a bo staff. (Not sure how, though, the living room in our house is tiny.)

She told me that she was upset because she had gotten in trouble with her guide, and that she overall wasn't feeling well. I did my best to be understanding, but I don't think I've ever seen her not all happy and bubbly like she usually is until now. Not having the best grasp of dream/reality didn't help either. I didn't really know what to do, so I dropped the spear and sat down on the other couch across from her, and the dream faded out.

I wonder if I could find Manei's guide and talk to him/her. That's either a really good or really bad idea. The bottom line is: I'm getting somewhere, albeit slowly.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #260: The Prancing Pied Piper

A false awakening takes me downstairs where I putter around for a bit doing silly "chores" like moving chairs around. Then I head back upstairs, totally focused on having a lucid dream when I “return to bed”. Just so that I’ll get in the right mindset, I do a nose pinch reality check and oh hey, check it out, I’m already having a lucid dream! I hold the nose pinch and start leaping and prancing about, waving my other hand in the air. I sing about lucid dreaming while I do this.

I head into my youngest son R’s room, but instead of R, I find my 5-year-old son E sleeping on his bed. “Daddy, what are you doing?” he asks getting out of bed.

I keep singing, prancing, nose-pinching, and waving one arm. I sing, “Lucid dream, lucid dream, lucid dreeeeee-eeeeeeam!” E laughs and says, “Daddyyy!” I think about returning to the master bedroom in the hopes of finding Wife and enjoying some sexytime. But those plans fall through when E gets out of bed, and starts following me around, prancing the same way that I am.

I reflect on the joy of being lucid and this emotion takes me to a desire to hear beautiful music. (I’d chained these feelings together using Dreamer’s goal memory technique.) This is in pursuit of Jenkees’ dare to do cool stuff to a lucid orchestral soundtrack. E and I go prancing into the master bedroom as I realize that I need to stop singing if I’m going to get a new soundtrack.

The lights are on in the bedroom and instead of me or Wife, my friend KS is lying in bed next to some blonde guy with surfer hair. KS gets out of bed and rubs her eyes like it’s the morning. I ignore her and surfer guy, instead phasing my face through the shutters so I can look out into the night. I start creating an orchestral soundtrack in my head.

It sounds nice, but I realize that I’m forcing every note manually and composing it as an act of will. I want it to emerge organically instead. Maybe if I go do something outside. I phase through the window and leap out into the night with a yell. As I’m preparing to take flight, the dream ends.

I was in the city at night, indoors. It was a building. I was working on the computer or something. I was with two unknown guys. We went out, but there were slippery steps. Something about basketball. We went back.

1. I was inside of a classroom somewhere with a lot of other students. The class seemed pretty chill, and my teacher Mr. Hoffman, who teaches Law Enforcement, was in the classroom. I was sitting right up front, in the very front row. I noticed that a seat away from me there was a gorgeous girl. She had brown hair, and that's about all I can describe about her. As Mr. Hoffman was talking to the class she would continually input some of her observations and comments about the lesson. Mr. Hoffman had no problem with this at all, whereas if this were class IWL he would be pretty mad.
I thought about going after this girl that sat in front, but something told me she was 4 or 5 years older than me. Somehow I got the intention she was a student teacher and that she was 21, so I knew my chances were slim. Soon class ended, and I found out that my classroom was located in a skyscraper, on the very top floor. Before I left class I saw my friend Andrew, so I went over to him and we talked. Now somehow we were both sitting on the ledge of our skyscraper classroom, nothing was separating us from the ground except for air.
As we both sat on the edge Andrew brought up the idea, "What if we could play GTA from right here dude? That'd be crazy". I figured it would be kind of hard considering where we are sitting and I can't really see much of the streets below me in detail because of how high up we are. I look over the edge and realize just how high we are. I then get up and walk to where I was sitting in class. I look in front of my desk and I see a picture of a girl in a bikini. It turns out the girl in the bikini was a girl that I had been wanting to bang for a while. Oddly enough, I got really turned on and started jerking it off right there in class(lmao, thats gross). I just did it right there out in the open.
I didn't finish though. I walked out of my class a few minutes after that and walked to my next class. Once I got here the same gorgeous student teacher was already there sitting down in whatever seat she chose. Class started, but there was no teacher to teach class. The student teacher wrote something on the board and a student commented on it. The comment must've been negative because another student, Alexis, told the other student to shut up. Suddenly the environment around me turned into a gym. I then got up out of my seat and looked around.
I make eye contact with two other guys across the gym, not meaning to, and they come over to me. "Dude how long have you been working out?" one of them asked. "A few months dude, but I'm just now trying to get bulked up." I said. He then asked me about my family and if they worked out. I told him that when my grandpa was in his prime he did Power lifting and could lift 500 lbs, and that he still did the hobby well into his 40s and even later than that. They seemed pretty impressed, but I wasn't really going for that. I then told them about my dad and how he was a drill instructor in the Army.
For some reason I added the fact that my dad was a player back then, and that that was in my genes. I took another look around me and I noticed that for some reason, there were alot of classroom desks all around the gym at random points. Usually people were sitting in them and just socializing with whoever was near them.

December 08, 2014

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I was walking with my dad and brothers into a sort of huge playground on a river bordering a vast desert. There was an island in the river (it widened at this spot) that was tropical looking. My brothers and I went to a very large swing-set, and they both started swinging. Dad was going to snowboard down a sand dune, so I went back to the giant swing set, only to find that the only two available swings were just about to be taken by other people. I sighed, and went to find something else to do. I approached the island, and inspected it.

I had thought originally that it was just a bunch of tall trees, but as I got closer, I realized it was all one massive tree, and that there were some sort of structures in he branches. It looked like a huge, awesome jungle gym.

So naturally, I went to find a way onto the island. Before long, I found a large root from the tree that extended to just within jumping distance of the bank. I leapt on over, and made my way through the vines that hung down from the tree until I reached a ladder up to another branch. I looked up, and there was a whole series of rope ladders, bridges, and huts in the tree. I was so excited, and started my climb. At some point I spotted a red wallet with black dots. I picked it up, and someone nearby said it was theirs. I asked them to describe it if it was theirs, and they said it was all red. I narrowed my eyes, but when I looked back down at the wallet, it was indeed all red. (should have gotten lucid! But ah well). I habded them the wallet and continued upwards.

The further up I got, the more different plots I would encounter. It was like every hut was a story in itself. At some point there was a story about a king and queen who were going to leave to save the realm. They asked me if I would join them, but I woke up.

My ToC (Table of Contents)

While I did dabble about AJ in my other journal, I decided I'd post a more *scientific* one and my thoughts on using Apple juice to increase your chances of becoming lucid, as well as, improving dream recall (DR). I will warn you though, I've only used AJ once in an effort to increase DR. I AM a Diabetic, so consuming any juice late into the night runs into risks with blood sugar levels and does not fit into my daily regimen. The outcome I post here MIGHT not be the same one you'll receive from trying it out. Everyone is different.

The idea behind trying apple juice came to me when I was actually using the forums search feature to look into a lucid aid called vitamin b-6, which I also have a pretty extensive journal on. The original thread that gave me the idea is HERE.

That night I gave myself extra insulin and prepared to wake up at 3:45 AM to chug 450ml of Apple Juice. I fell asleep at around 12:00am. When my alarm went off, I instantly shut it off and drank back the AJ. I had high expectations at this point for it to work, and it didn't.

The apple juice did not improve my recall, it did not make me have any vivid dreams, but it did make me pee.
** Please note, some users who TRIED AJ during a WBTB did have more vivid and better dreams. Consider trying it out for yourself.

If I wasn't diabetic and wasn't restricted, I would try a bunch of other tests by drinking more apple juice and having some throughout the day - but it just simply doesn't work for me.

Why Apple Juice? Whats so special about it?

Apple juice ingested either before bed or during the night is said to stimulate dreams for SOME people. What it really does is increase the amount of Acetylcholine (ACh) in the brain. ACh is one of the first neurotransmitters to have been identified. ACh carries messages between brain cells, and most of our dreams occur during REM sleep when ACh levels are high. The neurotransmitter is linked to sleeping, dreaming, learning, and memory.

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In the end, AJ didn't work for me (probably because I drink it EVERYDAY!) but consider giving it a shot if you wish and see if it'll work for you.

I use an app called Awoken to collect all my dreams.
I write my first dream in my dream journal on 22 of july of the present year. I keep practicing MILD technique for two weeks since that day, but I have to stop practicing it because I was not feeling too good in university.

Two days ago I decide that I have to continue trying to gain my lucidity, so now im practicing DILD, that is pretty much the same as MILD.
This is what i dream two nights ago:

I remember two dreams in that night, but I dont really rember the second one.
First one
I was in my house, then I went outside my house and I saw a really weird looking guy, I didn't know him, but I was able to feel that his intentions were not good. He was just there, in front of the principal door of the house with a creepy smile, I ask him to leave, so he just go a few steps away, but that was ok with me so I close the door, then I proced to check in a tiny hole if he was still there, and he was, but he was getting closer to my house door again.

Then someone was knocking the door, and I knew it was the creepy guy, but I have to answer to the call (I dont know why), so I open the door and there was no one in the street... I was really surprised because I think the guy I saw before was going to appear, but the when I step out of the house to look if someone was outside, the creepy guy came out of no were so my only reaction was to punch him in the face 3 times.

I'd punch many people in my dreams, but this was the first time in a dream I feel strength in the hits I gave, because whenever I punch someone in a dream, I feel powerless, like my arm and fist has no power.

With the school semester behind me, and Thanksgiving over (finally), I had some brain energy to devote to dreaming.

I attempted WBTB last night. It failed to produce a lucid dream, but I did remember 3 dreams during the night. That's better than things have been recently. Often times I just fall into bed and don't remember my dreams at all. I have 2 days off coming up, so I will try again then.

My ToC (Table of Contents)

I decided to switch up my DJ from the norm. Instead of just posting about dream related things, I'd also like to talk about different substances and daily occurrences i've had that somehow relate back to dreaming.

One of the first things I did when I joined this forum was research. After countless philosophical lessons on 'lucid dreaming' (something I never imagined putting THIS much time into) I decided to give it a shot. To be frank, I honestly thought it was some easy 3 step process that would work. One of the first things that deterred me was having to remember dreams, considering I can't even remember 99.5% of them, let alone what I ate for breakfast two days ago.

The first night I joined the forum I repeated the mantra I learned about, "I will wake up and remember my dreams" and surprise surprise.. I didn't remember my dream the next morning. I figured, "OK - you're not going to remember your dreams or even some of them JUST like that." The next day I put heavy emphasis throughout the day on remembering my dreams the next morning. Still, that morning, like the countless ones before it, no dream recall whatsoever. I figured I was just hopeless at ever becoming a lucid dreamer.

----- THE APPLE JUICE

I then did some investigating on the forum itself about household items I could find that would help increase my dream recall. So I told myself I'd set an alarm that night and try apple juice after a WBTB. (we're now 3 days in since the first time I researched LDing). The reviews on the thread were 50/50, some claiming they had awesome reactions and greater recall because of drinking the AJ, while others said nothing new happened, or no recall happened that night. I was a skeptic, I knew, because I'm a diabetic who is constantly pounding back AJ before bed, it WOULDN'T work.

Again... surprise surprise.. it didn't work for me. I was bummed out, and now at rock bottom. SO I went online and heard about dream herb. Ordered it, and I'm still waiting for it to arrive; however please do expect a DJ on its reliability and what I experienced with it when it arrives *hopefully* tomorrow.

----- THE B-6

After the apple juice sadly didn't work, I then researched b-6. I honestly didn't even think to check my cupboards (I already had it at home). The next day I bought the vitamin, still a little skeptical about it working since the AJ didn't work. That night I popped a 100mg capsule before bed with a glass of milk and a handful of pistachios because they both contain Tryptophan (T) - an essential amino acid, also needed for the b-6 to fully work (or so I heard.. honestly i'm not even a chemist, but I thought it wouldn't hurt anyways to eat T loaded substances before bed).

The morning after a fresh, 10 hour sleep, I woke up with 2 dreams in my dream journal. Literally the first night taking this pill my dream recall went from 0 to 2. I recalled two dreams just by taking a freaking pill!

The next day was filled with me drinking milk, eating nuts and pistachios, and I had a cherry smoothie with a bunch of other antioxidant fruits. Before bed, like usual, I had my milk and pistachios. I woke up with 4 new dreams in my diary.

The very next-next day (this morning).. I did the same routine again.. and viola! I had one of the longest, most extensive dreams i've had. It was amazing.. my recall went from 0 in a year to 7 in 3 days, with one of them being a very detailed dream for me. You can see my dreams leading from DJ 1 - 7.

DJ 1 & 2 - The first night taking B6.
DJ 3, 4 , 5 & 6 - The second night taking B6.
DJ 7 - Last night after taking B6.

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Scientific UPDATE:

Dosage/Risks of B6:
* Start off by using 100mg. I had my sister try 50mg the first night and she had no change in recall or vividness, however when I tried 100mg I had double the recall.
* Do not take more then 300mg at once, and especially not for prolonged periods of time.
* KNOW the adverse effects. Long term use is UNSAFE and can lead to brain and nerve problems.
* If you're breast-feeding, please note there is not enough information to condone the use of B6. Avoid it.
* If you're a pregnant, please note that it is LIKELY safe to take b6 in small quantities. Overuse can cause the newborn to have seizures.

ALSO, keep in mind i'm NOT a doctor. Any of the information was found online. Use this information and the vitamin itself at your own risk, and PLEASE DO research before trying anything.

Foods with B6 in them:
• Cereals
• Beans
• Vegetables
• Meats
• Eggs
• Nuts

Take B6 around 30 minutes before bed, or during a WBTB. I have not tried B6 during a WBTB though, and only have before bed. Taking it with Tryptophan (T) rich foods is recommended. These foods include: Turkey, Milk, Meat, Bananas and some Nuts... There are many more foods containing (T).

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Anyways, if you're new to lucid dreaming and have tried things out but still have a bad dream recall, or you'd like to just flat out improve recall, i'd 100% recommend B6. Check your cupboards for some b-6 and try it out, but please DO research before taking anything in your cabinet. Just because it's safe for me, doesn't mean it'll be safe for you. I'm no physician either.. so I can only post scientific information that I find online.

** Fair Warning: extensive and prolonged B-6 use is UNSAFE. Do your research before trying anything new!
And if you're interested, heres my b-6 thread for any questions you've got.. or you can post them below.


Cheers to B-6 and happy dreaming.

Oh Lucy! Why, Why, Why?!

I have been questioning my surroundings with reality checks, looking at my hands, and counting my fingers over the last six or seven days. Would someone please tell me why did I freak out in my dream when I saw my fingers ???!!! In my dream, I just remember talking to someone and I looked down at my hands. You may ask, "What did she see?" CLAWS! Yes...claws folks. My fingers were red, fat, swollen, disfigured, pointy, creepy claws! In my dream I started freaking out so bad I started running to a fire station. Guess what Lucy, the creepy claws were not finished scaring the hell out of me yet. When I looked down at my hand again (yes, I looked at my hands twice and still didn't get lucid), my pinky finger had what looked like a big blister or boil 'hanging' from the tip of the claw (gross). A fireman laughed as he took my pinky in his hand (yes, this is another hand that I saw which now makes three), and 'popped' the boil/blister. It seems like every time I looked down at my hands, they grew even more creepier. I stood there so freaked out that I literally scared my ass awake ...Sigh. I still love you Lucy.

Side Note:
Lucy = Lucidity

Went to sleep at 12:30am

Dreams between 12:30am-2:35am:
I was with 2 children and they were not mine but became mine. We were playing at a park. I saw zombies coming out of no where I tried to yell to the others that there was a breach. I grabbed the children’s hands and started to run. I was not getting far and zombies became enclosing. It half occurred to me that the kids will be alright if I leave them. But I still ran for my own sake. The herd was enclosing and one reached and grabbed my hair as I ran past. The enclosing herd now became less threating and I realized I could make them disappear. I did not think “this is a dream”. I started melting pieces of the environment away just as fast as the thought formed. Like whipping off food from a plate when you are cleaning it. The canvas was blank and I started to fill it with sky. I took off in it but not extremely aware I was in control. I tried to forced scenery onto the canvas and for some reason it was not working. I drew a large scene with futuristic building and dome like buildings like something out of star wars. I didn’t want to play in it, the notion was “Oh come on! I have been here 1000 times!”. I fly away, or backed away, or I erased it, I can’t remember, I got frustrated and went into the sky (daylight sky). I just went higher and higher, not knowing what to do with myself. I went so high that I found large empty plastics. Large plastic bottles and containers with lids attached. They were in big batches, sticking together. These batches were just floating in the sky. I knew I went to high, or didn’t want to get to high in the sky for fear I would get stuck. I stopped ascending and started to swim down. Literally swim down. It was difficult and I started losing my sense of direction of up and down.
The dream ended, I think. I do not remember feeling the wind on my face or exhilaration from flying. But I was able to get away from and OUT of a zombie dream. I a pattern of zombie dreams and this was the first time I did not have an entire dream of zombies.
I do not know if I was in full control of my dream because I got lost in the sky and did not recognize that these plastic bottle clouds were odd.

I was disappointed upon waking up that I either did not know how to create my own dreams, so I defaulted to letting my dream just happen, after going into the sky.


In another dream I was a rapper. A white male rapper. My crew was signing a deal with our manager. The paper had a signature process of putting a MultiFinder ring on your hand and holding it to the paper. It was my turn and everyone had signed it but me. I noticed the paper was full of signatures, no actual text. I demanded to see the actual contract before signing. When out manager was being difficult about seeing the contract, I refused to sign it. There was 7 million of our money we earned involved. After rallying up my crew about the contract they signed, but was not complete with out my signature, we got the contract. In the contract, our manager (a woman) had the money being funneled to her and another woman! Who we had never heard of. My manager was furious that were now knew. My crew was yelling at her and also cheering for me. I took the liberty of ripping up our contract into pieces. I started yelling as a past anyone by, YOUR WELCOME, YOUR WELCOME.

In another dream Some place in a corner store, or bar, Jaleesa OR Zakari had slept on a couch in the back. They slept there in need and loved that the location had a dog. A black dog. The dog stayed with them or slept with them. Or maybe it was her dog. It was not clear if this was Jaleesa (high school jaleesa) or the now 2-yr old Zakari.
This dream is very fuzzy, it was a sliver of a dream I believe.

In another dream I was meeting up with powerful, possibly scary woman if you got in her way. We were going somewhere important, like an adventure. Frist we got a couple of things from this very historic site, which she lived close by. A large Train that was backed into the wall and all I saw was the face of the train. A cartoonish train. The train had a coo-coo clock-type of extension, that I took off. I was in disbelief that I was at that site and needed to touch it. I walked with the extension, following the woman into a room, where her ‘henych men’ was. He was very helpful and offered to return the extension after I showed it to him. He was seriously, Mario. Mario. A life size, perfectly dimensioned, Mario.
Either I am remembering a different dream or the powerful woman, who I was weary of, became Brittnie (my oldest sister). I was made to clean and start trying to peel off stickers on the legs of different furniture and tables. The woman, Brittnie now, and Mario, was also cleaning. There was an endless supply of cleaning solutions, I was using them wastefully. Splashing on my pants as I washed because I would use too much.
I thought: Damn my jeans will be soaked by the time we are done. Why didn’t I bring a change of pants!

An in and out dream came, where I could hear Cinnamon ask: Well how to do I know I am dreaming? She disappeared. I wanted to answer that question or maybe ask it again. I felt a sharp hot burning on my upper thigh, below my crotch on my right thigh. For some reason I made ‘someone’ touch me. I tried scaring myself and it worked. I believed someone was touching me and I became to get really scared. They same feeling I know very well within my dreams. I started to get myself awake. So I must have known I was asleep. I was suffering from sleep paralysis BAD. I started feeling the blankets on me and that I was in my bed. But my head was still in a dream and the feeling on my leg still there. I knew Tim (my boyfriend) must be by me, I started to say his name, I wanted him to rustle around in order to wake me up. I know I was able to mumble something because I felt him move in bed. That allowed me to get nearly out of sleep paralysis. At this stage I know this feeling I have to shake my head back and forth, I pant and I still have my eyes closed. I have to shake myself awake. Once I do that I jerk awake, still panting. I feel for Tim and he felt the commotion, and knows the deal. He says to me without moving: It’s ok.
I am now awake and I ask myself if I am awake. I think: yes. I ask myself, why am I awake and not sleeping? I think: because It is dark in my room. I never have dreams that are in the dark. (They may be fucked or scary, but never in the dark). I say I am awake because I can feel Tim sleeping, I see the flickering of the pilot light flame in the hallway and the faint red color, coming from the alarm clock. It was 2:35 am, at this point.
I wanted to remember all the dreams so I recorded them before returning to sleep.

After going back to bed I had a nightmare. I don’t recall having any other dream than this one. I was in a scary movie type of dream. My mother (she looked like Carl’s mom, from the walking dead) died. All I had was pictures of her and videos. When I would view the pictures, she would be further back in the photo or a branch would be in more in the way than did was before in the picture. I saw who was doing this. He was terrifying. His face was fire. I watched a video of her and again she was further back in the pond water she was in. Making it harder to make out her face. I felt something right behind me and at that same moment my mother in the video, she’s looking past me now and yells ‘Oh my god!” And then I see it was him behind me.
I jerked awake again but not unlike the process the other dream was where I have to shake me head and be half in half out.

Dream 1

Someone brought me somewhere I don't remember.Anyways somehow I ended up on the ocean. I was flying and running on the water trying to do big jumps and tricks. There was a DC on the ocean doing tricks as well. We started racing each other but I lost the DC cause I just kept going.I don't remember what happened next.

Dream 2

I was walking up the stairs in a school so I could reach the library. I was following a boy. But my dad came out of no where and opened a small treasure chest like box in front of me.In it was something that looked like thin wire and dust Bunny's. Than he took out a cake slice and ate it in front of me. I said "ew" than told my dad to leave.

As I was going up the stairs though I bumped into a pillar and it was about to collapse on me. The boy pushed me out of the way and the pillar fell down. But it didn't cause much damage so we kept going up to the library. After that I don't recall what happened but not much happened I think.

The next thing I remember is being in a stadium where I and other characters were anime characters. There were dream characters that were evil and we(me and another girl DC) had to change them back to normal by singing lyrics on our flying brooms.The paper blew away from my buddy though so I had to catch it. I didn't see what was on the paper so I just sang whatever came to mind.The people were singing too and than I woke up.

Dream 3

I was trying to get money out of my card in a bank that was near a park. My family and I were going to eat out or go on a picnic together. But when I went to the machine a little girl ran in front of me. Her mother was really really fat, like gynormous and she was sitting next to the machine. I asked if she could move her daughter who kept getting in my way.

The lady was displeased though and said no, that I had to just deal with it. Than somehow she put coins into the machine. I said "fine" then moved her daughter gently with my hands to the side but the girl kept resisting and the mom looked furious. " What do you think your doing? No one touches my daughter like that!" said the lady. The next thing she did was grab me, swing me around in the air than drop me on the ground.

I was on the floor madder than ever at the gynormous Lady. So I got up and shouted at her " You shouldn't have done that!" Than grabbed her , flipped her into the air,jumped into the air and made her head face the ground than pushed her straight into the ground head first. Even though I was satisfied with my fighting move I realized this was highly impossible for me in reality. So I decided to leave the place.

When I left I appeared in a anime like city filled with realistic people and cartoon characters. There were more cops around than civilians though. What they were wearing reminded me of what the cops wear in the anime magic Kaito 1412. One of the cops said he was getting closer to find the culprit and would get them no matter what. I was trying to hide but knew he saw me. The funny thing is he ignored me though.

I wanted to run straight through the streets without getting shot so I decided to run with wind portals around me so the bullets could be reflected. It worked and I managed to get to the other side where I stumbled on other dream characters who were hiding. The scenery began to look more abandoned though and the people more realistic.Three girls and a guy came up to me and asked me if I had seen the girl in the picture that was shown to me.

I said no but I felt I had been with them before. She than showed me a picture of a baby and told me about a baby that died that couldn't make it. Than someone pointed out how cute the baby was and how red the girl in the picture's hair was. I thought it would be interesting to stick around with these characters so I decided to go wherever they were going. I followed them and noticed that I was in my house now but it was kind of dark.

The girls and the guy was doing something to a pot in the stove. I told them to stop because fire was starting to spread a little bit and seemed out of control. The guy agreed and tried to stop it. But I had a feeling that things would turn out horrible so I went downstairs into the somewhat crowded dark hall. I wanted to escape through the backyard exit. I was having trouble though.

The guy than came quickly in the form of a shadow and started to help me get out of the house. I let him carry me out to the backyard. As soon as we got out dream characters started exiting my house. I looked up and saw that the house looked somewhat like a Japanese style home. There was a nice looking green curtain on the window too. I thought about what to do when I suddenly heard my brother saying that this was his dream and the characters had to follow what he said.

I told my brother " No, this is my dream. I'll prove I'm not a dream character." I ran in front of the dream characters and told them to pay attention. I put my hand toward the ground and said " I'll prove it by summoning something at will!" But than it hit me."Wait a minute. Nevermind. Dream characters can do that too...My bad!" The characters stared at me and I didn't know what to do so I asked them "How do you prove your not a dream character?"

One of the guys in front of me than said "like this" than walked up to me and started kissing me. It felt real but Lol I'm not sure that was a valid proof. After that I looked at the door to see my dad entering the yard. He pointed out that he killed creatures that had a green liquid coming out of them. The creature's bodies slowly began to evaporate into orange gas and dissapeared.

My brother than went up to some green ooze and tasted it. I told him he was weird and he said it wouldn't hurt him. When he got out I could see fire coming closer through the halls. I was starting to move back when suddenly my dad said he wanted to go back in and get something. I grabbed him and said no but than he said he just wanted to jump in the fire. The DCs and I jumped and grabbed him but he was kind of strong so we all kind of fell and than I woke up.

Thanks for reading my journals. Heres a ToC for easier reading. I've also rated them based on how long and interesting they are, so you can browse as you wish. Keep in mind, none of my dreams are all that exciting.. For the most part, they're online and up for my personal documentation; however I do allow anyone to check and poke at my dreams.

Dream #	Length	Interest Rating
Number One	SHORT	BORING
Number Two	SHORT	EH
Number Three	SHORT	SEMI-INTERSTING (FUNNY)
Dream Four	SHORTER THAN SHORT	NOT EVEN WORTH READING
Dream Five	SHORT	JUST PLAIN WEIRD
Dream Six	NOT THAT SHORT	BORING
Dream Seven	MEDIUM	WEIRD, ODD, CRAZY EVEN?
Dream Eight and Nine	MEDIUM	WEIRD, ODD, CRAZY EVEN

I've also decided to add in a substances chart with links to personal studies I have conducted on the different 'lucid aids' as they're called. Please keep in mind, the results from these studies are not the same results everyone can expect to see. I'm not a physician, so I would hope that everyone understands the risks before taking any foreign pills or medications. For efficiency, i've added the outcome result on the table if you don't feel like reading the whole journal.



VARIOUS SUBSTANCES JOURNALS:

Substances Name	Length of Journal	Effectiveness in improving DR/DV
Vitamin B-6	Long (ish)	High
5-HTP	No Journal Posted	NO DR/DV (for me at least)
Peppermint Tea	No Journal Posted	Medium DR/DV
Apple Juice	Medium	None
Valerian	No Journal Posted	High DR and DV

(DR) = Dream Recall, (DV) = Dream Vividness

MY DREAM SIGN as of 11/17/15: UNUSUAL, UNREALISTIC THINGS HAPPENING

I became lucid in this dream because I noticed something wasn’t quite right with my pocket knife. The pivot point for the blade is supposed to be at the end of the knife, not in the middle. I focussed on the pocket knife and moved the pivot point to where it should be, then placed it in my pocket. I’m not much for changing the dream environment, but this wasn’t acceptable. I’ve had that knife for over 30 years! Don’t mess with my pocket knife, dream!

I decided to leave the room I was in, and head outside to see if I could find my daughter. When I opened the door, I was shocked, and a bit upset, to see that I had entered into an empty room with two garage doors. This was not what I wanted, or was expecting. I wanted to go outside and possibly meet with my daughter in a nice scenic area, and have a little visit. Don’t ask me why, but my emotions got the better part of me, and then there were blast waves, which radiated outwards from me, and shock the entire building. It sounded like an explosion. This is what you call losing your temper ‘dream style’. I've never created a blast wave - first time. Everything looked momentarily distorted and the air became dusty. This description doesn’t even come close to describing the intensity of the blast wave. The shock wave caused the two garage doors to fly up into their open position. One garage door opened into another empty room with an exterior door that led outside. The sunlight was shining in through the open door. The other room was full of menacing looking robotic equipment which was violently rotating and pivoting in all directions. I chose to go into the robotic room because it scared me, and if I didn’t, this might turn into some kind of nightmare!

I walked up to the first robotic machine arm and stopped the equipment ‘dead in its tracks’ by simply touching it with my point finger. I then walked over to machine’s central structure and hugged it. The machine was somehow alive with warmth, breath, and it even had a heartbeat! It seemed like it was scared because its heart was pounding. I apologized to the machine dream figure for scaring it, and then I proceeded to next robotic arm. I woke just before I was about to touch the 2nd machine with my point finger.

I have to admit hugging machinery is a little bit odd (machine dream figure), but it certainly worked out well, because I exited this lucid dream, and proceeded into events that led to an awesome OBE.

Lots of nonsense where I should have got lucid... grrrr Hard to work out what was a separate dream and what continues on, so i'll just list each piece. all non lucid

1) Driving along a road I know well. I over took my Uncle, very slowly. I then saw his hand push the bonnet of the silver car that I apparently had and I ever so slowly crashed into a ditch. I phoned somebody and discussed the situation including that I wanted my Uncle arrested.

2) With another Uncle in my shop. We were looking at trousers, and I had too many cotton chinos. I decided to split them with another branch. I laid them on the floor and they were now tartan trousers. There was a really nasty looking bright yellow tartan , so I decided to give them away.

3) Outside. my shop was there, but it wasn't as IRL. There was a wee shop to the left which had huge boxes full of toys in the window. I went into another shop and asked how long they had been there. They said 5 years and I moaned about being unobservant.

4) Pulling up in my car at my house. There was a huge car in the road. I stepped out my car and it was now a bag of shopping instead. I talked to my neighbour about the big car, and we had a look in the boot. I also remember the wheels - they looked brand new!

5) looking at notes I had made of the nights dreaming. Dream number 1 was on the page, but so were dozens of other dreams...

6) Needing a wee-wee and jumping out of bed. I then woke up for real and did exactly the same thing.