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I appear in a ice cream store and was signing up an application to apply for the job. That's when I walk out of the building to the parking lot with the folded envelop. That's when I was approach by a girl in a black hat. She ask me what was the envelop about? I told her I was applying for a better job. That's when this penguin started trying to snatch my envelop but I avoided all of his attempts. Aftert hat I stayed in the parking lot in till the sky was early morning. When it was morning I enter in the ice cream shop and open the manager office door. I said I brought in the envelop and finish the application then I proceeded in asking him what was my schedule? He look at me and said there is none. My face began to become confused. He ask me to follow him as we left the office to diner. He starts telling me the Ice cream business isn't doing good at all. I ask him how much does this entire business even have? He tells me 541 dollars is left. I was shock and told him I am surprise this place is still here. He then tells me one of his friends are planning on robbing a bank to help make it more stable. I ask him is he planning on going as well? He quickly responds with yea while putting his head down. That's when we both realize someone was listening in on us. It was a girl in a pink sweater, the manager begins to tell me that he always have to be careful about what he says as people can always hear through the walls. The girl insisted that she was not listening to us but the manager did not believe her. This made her angry as she starts slapping him all over his face. That's when I got up and left the ice cream shop. I began walking on the side walk while witnessing a group of boys beating up a person and then she hops in a trash can. I began scratching my head and went on the opposite garbage alley. I check the poor looking houses in till I felt like this place was familar to me.

I then recalled I once had a nightmare here. So I decided to lay down so I could prepare to wake myself up but it didn't work and then I started hearing gun shots everywhere. This body of another person was gun down by two mask army looking men. I then tried to turn off my system that usually switches the scene but it didn't work. I knew they were coming closer so I rush to my father door as it magically appeared. I open it and close the door while holding my hand there. I could tell my father was asleep. That's when the pressure of the two men were trying to open the door. I was still able to keep the door close despite their enormous strength. I started saying why are dream characters always this strong? But things were really about to get worse when this broccoli appeared. He had two eyes and a nose. He goes underneath the door and literally springs many leaves in to my face making it more than difficult for me to hold the door. I become angry and open the door, the two men instanely died and turn in to lizards before I could do anything to them. That's when the broccoli started playing dead as well. My grandmother came and started asking what am I doing up? But quickly told her I didn't care if I am awake or dreaming. I quickly kick the little broccoli demanding it wakes up but it didn't move. That's when I pick it up and told the broccoli I am going to make sure you die. I place him on the table and pulled a huge fork out telling the broccoli this is going to be the best broccoli I have eaten. That's when the broccoli eyes re appeared as it springs to life again and literally my arm with it's only stem and starts making me twist around. That's when I back off in to the left corner of the living room, telling it disgusted me. The broccoli grew much bigger than me in size now it's eyes seems very angry. That's when I started yelling at it for being unfair then I woke up. Lucidity time 2 minutes.

Had a dream I was down this road, it was surrounded on both sides by a lake, there were trees (some willow, others oak) in the water, especially at a far distance. The other side that I was facing away from had little islands that popped up and was more dense with trees and vegatation, like tall grass off the sides of the road (the side I was facing had a few inches of grass before going to water). The whole lake was very shallow, as the water was clear and I saw how far the trees went down into the water. I'm looking towards the distance thinking "this is beautiful", then I noticed to my left is this girl and her horse, she's not riding the horse, but I hear rustling behind us and I look and at first I see nothing, but then I notice a gargantuan alligator standing there half submerged in the vegetation. I run for it and it peruses me and her, she runs on foot and her horse is gone. I run for a good while and I notice the road stopped and now it's like a run down boardwalk, it's not elevated it's just place in the shallow water, some parts it isn't even there and I tread through water, but then I get stuck on one part of the boardwalk, forcefully, like I'm in quicksand. I don't panic too much because I've been running for so long I guessed the alligator was no longer after me, but I turned around to see he was about 5 yards away! The girl runs past me and before the gator gets me I leap straight up in the air, I go like 15 feet in the air. The Alligator runs below me and I'm like "crap, when I land he's gunna kill me" but then he ends up running after the girl, and when I land the dream ends, I don't think I woke up.

I realize that I'm in a field stretching out into every direction. The grass is weak and looks like its dying. Suddenly I realize that there is a large building in-front of me. It seems to be a power plant and has metal towers surrounding a square plot which is bordered by about a 3-inch tall concrete mini-wall. The inside of the plot has the same grass from the rest of the field and I feel uneasy about walking on it because it seems like there could be some sort of dangerous material hidden underneath it (bi-product of the power plant). I hear an elderly ladys voice calling me and telling me to cross the power plant plot. So I comply -blurry- My father is standing beside me. He asks me what I'm doing in this field when the gate is going to close. I tell him that I know. We rush across the power plant plot and I look back to the metal towers to see that in between some of the metal beams I can see a portal with stars on the other side. The sky is really blue. I look at the front of the power plant again and my dad turns me around to face a large brick building with double doors in the center of it. I realize that I need to run towards the door because it's a portal and it will close! I prepare to run but my dad stops me and points towards another smaller door on the left side of the building. He says "go to that one with the human imprints" I rush towards it and suddenly I'm flying above a grey road covered by a tunnel of trees. As I fly along I see my dad is flying beside me. He explains to me why there are black dots flying through the trees. (I forget what he said) Then I remember that by walking backwards you can change the scenery. So I do so and find myself beside another brick building. There is a restaurant there that my family owns. (We don't actually own a restaurant) I have many memories from this place. (false memory) Then I start making a tunnel of glass into the sky and the dream ends.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #237: I Melt with You
I'm standing high up on a viewing platform, looking over a view of the sparkling ocean below. Wife and my son E are standing nearby, looking silently out over the water. I realize that this is a dream.

I look back and E has disappeared. Wife doesn't react, and I tell her, "Don't worry. This is a dream."

She nods, smiling slightly. "Mm-hmm..."

I look out at the ocean again, resting my hands on the metal railing, which is cold to the touch. The sand of the beach down below has been replaced by a formless gray. I look back. Wife is still there, but a big chunk of the ocean is missing now.

I move toward Wife, cutting my eyes around the scene, more and more pieces falling into gray. Even the platform goes to gray. Soon there's nothing left but Wife and a vertical strip of ocean and sky to her left.

I wrap my arms around Wife and start intensely kissing her. Before long my vision goes entirely gray but I can still feel the sensation of kissing her. I run the fingers of my right hand through her hair, following the moment through until the end of the dream.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #236: Chrome

I'm standing outside in a grassy field. I'm in front of a car that looks like a blue 50s Chevrolet. I'm marvelling at the chrome bumpers when I realize that I'm dreaming.



I take in the details of the Chevy for a moment. It's a beautiful car and looks either completely new or freshly restored. I rest my hand on the hood and to my surprise it crumples like paper, leaving a large indentation.

I rub my hand on top of the indentation, trying to bend it back into place. This works, but it sends ripples of motion throughout the car's hood. The car starts to move, and I step back as it rears up onto its tires as if they were hind legs! Now the car's standing over me. The front grille and headlights stare down at me like a face. The chrome bumper is turned up in a half-smile.

"What are you?" I ask. No answer, so I continue: "What do you represent?"

The Chevy moves its lips as if to speak, but no words come out.

"Are you Dad?" More movement from the bumper, but no more words before the dream ends.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #235: Plush

I'm walking through an opulent hotel room, excitedly considering the idea of lucid dreaming. I take a moment to consider the idea that I'm having a lucid dream right now… and realize that I am!

I'm standing on a fancy rug, looking through the marble-floored living room out of a picture window that offers a view of the sky. There's another hallway further on and I see a couple of DCs milling about. I want to see what's outside of the room, though, so I open the door to the hallway outside of the room.

Before stepping through, I think to get myself really pulled into the scene by plunging my fingers into the plush rug. I love the way that it feels on my hands, so I dive into it face first and give it an experimental lick.

I crawl out into the hallway on my hands and knees, and the carpeting out here is just as plush and and nice as the rug. There's a group of children playing out here, all of them in the 6- to 8-year-old range. "I'm having a lucid dream!" I explain. One of the girls giggles.

I turn away from the kids and crawl down the hall, delighting in the feel of the carpet. I faceplant again and enjoy the feeling of my tongue on the carpet as I move forward like a snowplow.

I hear the kids laughing behind me and I get up, turning to look. All of the children are trying to imitate me, crawling along on the carpet feeling it with their hands or licking it. I say something like, "You don't really have to do that in a lucid dream." I wonder if I'm teaching them to emphasize the wrong stuff in their own lucid dreams. I move away from them down the hall and the dream ends.

18.09.2014

Magic Spell - Rigoperro (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was at my house and it seems that my wife was practicing magic, Harry Potter's style. She had a wand as well and she was trying to make one spell that fixed things to work.

I figured that since I am psychic and I can channel, I can could cast the spell as well if I asked for help to my spirit guides. I knew from hearing the spell that I had to chant "rigoperro" (No idea what that even means... but lol...)

I went to a mirror that has a dented edge and I tried to fix it. As I chanted "rigoperro" fire came out from my hand and burnt the mirror. My wife told me that my hands were always warm and I could not do that spell.

I wanted to look for my selenite wand:

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But it was buried in some drawer and I could not find it. I wanted to find it and master that spell.

After this, something with a girl who came out of nowhere and then a false awakening.

I haven't been journaling and this has hurt my dreaming. I also have not been cycling. This obviously hurts my lucids.

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I was with some girl. I ended up at some point being with a twin of hers at the same time. Both were in wife-beaters. I realized I was lucid and decided to rip open the first girls shirt. I never actually saw any boobs. They ended up being these little token kind of nub things.

The dream ended here. I was just glad to go lucid. Maybe it will prime the pump and I'll get back into it.

In a lake doing stuff. There were tall mountains around us. Suddenly, a bunch of water started coming out at the top of the mountain. At first we ignored it but then more came out and it came down on top of us. There was a ton so we had to get out. I had this string thing and it let me fly. I used it to fly away. I flew over the town and just floated around. Finally, I just came down to the ground to meet up with my friends. I asked Peyton if he wanted to fly up to the top of the mountain with me. At this point, I started to become more aware and realized I was dreaming. I got down and looked at the grass and noticed how realistic it seemed. Then I decided to do a couple goals. I started making weird faces and sounds. All of the DCs has a horrified look on their face and seemed pretty confused. I did this for a little bit then was going to try shape shifting but then I woke up. I wanted to get a better reaction from them like screaming or something.

A demonic version of my grandmother Gaggy kept attacking me we were in the living room. And then my soulmate Damon came and fought her off and put his sister behind the refrigerator to save her from his parents. Then I talked with my mom about Gaggy attacking me and we tried to avoid falling asleep because that was when Gaggy attacked (we were both in the dream though). This was the second time I had a demonic nightmare about Gaggy in real life I love her and I hope she didn't really become a demon I hope she is lovely and is in heaven.

Earlier in the night i dreamed i was doing bicep curls with 45 pounds in one hand easily (I didn't realize it was a dream because I wanted to believe I could really lift that much), in real life I can only do bicep curls with 25 sometimes 30 pounds and a man was lifting much heavier weights and said what you're lifting is pretty heavy when i told him i wish i could lift as much as he could. I kept thinking "I want to leave to lift weights" even though I was already doing that, and a pretty girl who was sitting down told me, "Stay here and lift weights here." and so I stayed and continued to lift the 45 lb weight.

And at some point I might have been in a path near a field or garden and was lost, but I don't remember maybe I wasn't.

A young man got fed up with his girlfriend, murdered her in her sleep, and vlogged about the experience. They were the proverbial "cute couple", very affectionate. They looked sort of like hipsters. They lived in like a hotel that didn't have any doors. You had to climb into your room through the window via a ladder. The man must have been unemployed.

One day, the man just got tired of her. Maybe she annoyed him or he just didn't like her anymore. So he settled on the obvious solution to his problem: to kill her. Before she got home from her job or whatever, he drenched her side of the bed in some sort of toxic liquid that her skin would absorb.

She came home. She was obviously utterly in love with him, and she was sooo happy. She loved him more than anything. After they had talked for a while, they went to bed together. In the morning, she was dead. He started making videos about what it was like to kill someone. He seemed really happy and excited. I remember him saying something like, "Yeah, it felt good, man!"

My father died recently, so I go to a grief support group. I dreamed I was at one of my group meetings. I asked my group if any of them had any experience lucid dreaming. I asked them if seeing their dead parents was a lucid dream trigger. No one seemed to know what lucid dreaming was, except our facilitator. I keep slapping myself for not doing a reality check. Stupid me.

I dreamed it was the fourth of July. I was at my grandparent's house. My sister was building this elaborate construction out of wooden blocks. I messed part of it up, and it infuriated her.

Grandpa kept his car in the basement for some reason. The front window was covered with ice. He was scraping it off so we could go to an air show. It was like the Fourth of July/Christmas time. I was playing with these weird Christmas decorations, singing Christmas songs. The inside of the car was filled with snow.

Then we got to the air show. There was only one airplane there, and I was to fly it. So I flew it all around in crazy circles. It was fun.

Then I dreamed I saw myself in the mirror. My face was the same, but I was almost entirely bald, except for little rough patches of bloody hair. My scalp was covered with these huge awful oozing sores, and my ears had been like ripped off. I could see into my brain. And I said to myself, "I always knew I'd look terrible bald. I need to invest in a hat." It didn't scare me in the slightest.

I was a popular artist, and some high-end museum had commissioned some work. I was going to take some tree roots and cover them with paper mache. But somehow all the supplies for my artwork ended up in this black guy's car. He started driving off with them. So I hopped into my car and chased him. I followed him all night. Finally he stopped for gas at a convenience store. As he was inside paying, I hastily piled all the stuff from his car into mine and then got in my car and floored it back to my studio. Then I wrote a letter to a friend, telling her what happened.

My mother and I were home alone. It was completely dark outside except for our porch light. We had heard reports that a scary man was running loose in the area. He broke into houses at night and stood in people's rooms and watched them sleep. I was fumbling with our door, trying to get it to lock. Suddenly, our porch light went out. I went into the kitchen and started talking with my mom. I said something like I hated how some people think it's funny to break into someone else's home. Then our porch light turned back on. I suddenly got really scared, thinking about the man. I started hyperventilating, and I woke up.

Morning of September 18, 2014. Thursday.



A dream situation that has been somewhat recurring for a few months (but with different locations or features in each) involves looking into areas of our house that have openings to hidden rooms underground or under our floor (which of course represents exploration of my unconscious domain or even access to the whole of human consciousness). In this particular dream, one of the doors is like a lighter horizontally-hinged swinging type of perhaps fiberboard. It reminds me somewhat of an incomplete dumbwaiter setup. I push it inward for a short time and discover a large cellar-like room below the floor (but by which the higher area is inside the wall) where two hallways on the far end go in both directions. In the area near the hallways, it appears to have a dirt floor. It looks like something had been stored there but I do not contemplate if it is ours or not. It seems it likely is in conscious afterthought.

At a later point, I am in our kitchen and I hear some sort of strange voice (which is somewhat authoritative yet also a bit artificial) speak from our second-youngest son’s room. It may be some sort of dangerous “invader” that is not fully human. I tell it to come out and show itself. Out of the room comes some sort of vague energy, briefly seeming like a large transparent black robot. It speaks again (somewhat menacingly) but by that time I realize that it is my own dream self’s instigation in trying to bring it into a higher clarity and it will not materialize due to my own concept of self-preservation (even though it represents the waking transition). This has happened in dreams all my life, where I (as my unconscious mind) often could not create what could become a more ominous or even disturbing dream. As I have noted before, even my dreams relating to a so-called devil ended up being mostly cartoon-like and comedic.

In another dream immediately offset from this one (as the waking transition “failed” in my first), which has a very cheerful atmosphere and is somewhat lucid but passive, an Asian male and his young son are in a room testing old battery-operated robots of the type I got for Christmas in 1969 though it seems they are or are like completely new toys. The sounds and flashing lights are “perfect” and enjoyable over time. This leads me to ponder on why I had the life-size somewhat menacing (but transparent) black robot in the other dream for a very short time. Still, the flashing lights of the robots represent dawning conscious awareness and eventual waking.

In hopes to augment understanding of this dream, black is the representation in this case, because it is of an anthropomorphic form, of the conscious mind in liminal space. This is evident by the common light of day projection, in this case, from the opening chest of the robot as with my actual toy in reality. The robot opens the doors of its chest as it shuffles about to emit light as toy laser guns. Anything that emits light as such is the conscious self seeking the unconscious perspective to instigate waking through coalescence, the main purpose of final dream segments when they are completed. I realize that my unconscious self is more in control of my transitory waking self here and thus my dream shifts to an offset waking scenario that is far more cheerful but still has the “light of day” (downsized robots, no longer menacing or hidden in any way). At this point, the Asian man is my conscious self nurturing my diminishing unconscious dream self into the waking state, showing me that the light of day (and conscious awareness) is not so bad or mysterious after all.