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another weird dream of a man who lives on an
hillside and loves taking photos of mens phallus
(he told me this in the dream) he was dragging
me to where ever he normally dragged his other
victims to photograph their phalluses, but i
wasnt up for it. i tried to flee and this guy
flicked a switch and it was like the whole world
got dark! i couldnt see a thing, he seemed like
he always had his way and i was the first to put
up a fight. even in a dream i know i shouldnt
show my private to another man. but it was
strange though like he was king of the hill or
something, their was this huge gate at the foot
of the hill and i got the impression that i
couldnt escape, thats when i woke up feeling
very violated.

Last night the first past of the dream that I remember is, being at some kind of game show. I remember a line of high school students waiting to get in and see the show. Somehow I ended up behind the scenes and almost saw the participants’ faces. Some guy yelled at me about not being allowed back there and told them to cover their faces. I then left that area and was just walking around. I ended up with Brandy and her son and some other lady with a son the same age. They were driving this weird van that was huge and had the driving compartment in the back seat with a bunch of cameras. Then there was this huge machine with giant blades going around shredding everything in it's path. It was built to clear tree limbs from growing too low and blocking the view on streets. The machine seemed to be able to rip through anything and if anybody had any additions on the front of the house it would tear through those. I'm pretty sure the machine shredded me and I woke up.

In another dream I was with this group of people one of them was from my chemistry class last year. Well anyways they were doing drugs and invited me to do some with them. This one guy was saying how the girl from my chem class was a freak and all she wanted to do was sleep around. I remember thinking something about innocence and purity. I think my phone woke me up from this dream.

8/19/14 Tuesday

Last night bed 1am - 7:36am

DR 5am
Some quite elaborate dream about DV work. But hard to put it in words.

DR 7:36am
I work at a flower shack. It belongs to a larger store and I'm their employee, but this small shack is like a detached store, selling only flowers.

I get there in the morning to remove the money from a drop box. It's a box where people drop money when they are purchasing flowers when store is not manned by a clerk. Like after hours.

So I'm counting the money and there are some people already there trying to buy flowers. I'm telling them it's not opened yet. But they get mad and they want me to sell them flowers.

I finally leave from there and go to drop off the money. When I get home, I have like sticky notes or some other stickers on my front door. They are from customers. I'm like wtf, how do they know where I live? I don't like that. I start telling it to my neighbor, without realizing it's not her, but maybe her daughter or someone visiting, because few min later the neighbor herself comes out and that's when I realize it.

This dream was uncomfortable.

I have been trying to train myself (while awake) to periodically suspect that I might be dreaming, in hopes that the habit will carry over to my dreams, via:

• Closing my mouth and nose and seeing if I can still breathe.
• Inspecting the world around me, seeing if anything appears amiss.
• Attempting to float, or conjure up imagery, or change the scenery around me.

In my dream last night, I realized something was off with the world as I was climbing down a tree. When I let go of a branch, I fell down to the ground slowly, as if I were a feather. It seemed rather suspicious, but I was busy trying to avoid being caught so I quickly put it out of my mind.

Normally, when strange things like this happen in a dream, I think nothing of it. But this is the second time recently that I suspected that the laws of the universe were not what they should be. Perhaps I'm creeping my way closer to a DILD. Perhaps.

1. I was inside of some very large house. Inside of it, the interior was quite relaxing. The floor was made of wooden panels, and the walls were painted white. All around me there were fancy decorations. This house, or whatever it was, had many rooms as well, and the whole design of everything gave a very open feeling to whoever was in it. I started walking around casually, just doing my own thing. There were other people here as well, most of them adults, and they too were just walking around looking at things.
I came to the dining table, which was in the middle of this vast home. It was a smooth creamy brown in color, and looked as though it could seat 18 people. 8 people on each side, and 1 person on each end. I kept on walking and soon found myself near the basement of this house(not sure what it was, but I'm assuming it was a basement). Suddenly the atmosphere around me got darker, and so did my vision in a sense. Everything got really quiet, but it was more of an uncomfortable, creepy, quiet. I crouched down and stopped to listen for a second. I couldn't hear anything, it was dead quiet.
I turned a corner and looked down what I thought was an abandoned hallway, and as I did, I saw some guy that looked pretty evil. I took a second glance to see him better, and it was a Reaper. It had the hood on, the robes, and everything, except it looked as real as real could be. This reaper was just standing there, motionless, and didn't make a single noise. Next to him, there were alot of boxes filled with really cool stuff, or at least, what I thought was cool when I was in the dream. I saw things such as wire cutters, and there were alot of boxes like those. I remember reading off of one box in particular, the words "200x wire cutter".
I kept my eyes on that box, and slowly dragged it towards me. The reaper spoke, "I'm going to have to kill you for that". He started moving slowly towards me, maybe moving at the speed of 1 inch per second. I looked around and saw another box that interested me, I don't remember what it was though. I took this box as well, and this made the Reaper mad. "Thank you, now I can walk at full speed". With this, he started walking really fast towards me. I grabbed the stuff I had just stolen and started fast walking away, I didn't want to start a scene.
Suddenly, the Reaper shape-shifted into a random guy. He did this multiple times, and now I could not tell who he was. I quickly pulled out my phone, but as I did, I dropped it onto the floor. I picked it up and scrolled through my phone, looking for a certain application that would allow me to see who the Reaper had shape-shifted into. As I opened the app, it activated my phone's front camera. I aimed the camera behind me and the camera recognized the Reaper and made his entire body glow orange on the camera screen. I now knew who the Reaper was.
I remember walking past the diner table and almost tripping. The Reaper continued fast walking towards me, but I could easily out run him if I wanted to. I don't remember anything else of this dream.

2. I was somewhere outside, next to a warehouse with my friends. We were all inside of a small, compact red car, and my friend Trey was driving us. We parked next to this warehouse and Trey got out to do something. I got out of the passenger seat in the back, as I was sitting in the back left seat. Once I got out of the car, I decided that I wanted to drive, so I got in the driver seat. I remember putting my foot on the brake pedal just to get the feel of it, and both the brake pedal and the accelerator were extremely close to me.
My legs were bent at more than a 45 degree angle and I felt really crowded and smushed, I ad barely any room to move. Only a minute after I got in the driver seat, my friend Trey came back and told me to get out. I got out and went back to my seat, but to my surprise, Trey wasn't driving this time, my other friend Patrick was. Patrick got in the driver seat and once we were all ready to go, he took a left into the parking lot directly to the left of us.
After only a few seconds of driving into one of the parking lot rows, Patrick stopped. I was wondering why he had stopped, and I looked to our left and saw a middle-aged lady and her son and daughter. As the lady passed in front of our car to get to the right side of the parking lot row, patrick rolled down his window and said, "Hey look, it's Matthew's mom!". She was passing the driver window as he said this, and she gave us a weird look. We all watched her to see which car she got in. When she arrived next to her car, I saw Matthew Vasquez and thought, "Wow, Patrick was right, that was Matthew's mom". I watched as Matthew opened the passenger seat door and got in. His little sister got in the back seat.
As Matthew's mom and everyone else got into the car Patrick said, "Dude guys, holy crap we're going to be late! It's going to take us 30 minutes to get there!". I'm not sure what he was talking about, but I'm assuming he meant 30 minutes until we would arrive at school. He started driving again, and I remember looking out the window and seeing the partly cloudy blue sky. It was bright outside, and I felt very relaxed.

3. I was in SkyZone, an indoor trampoline place. I was on an orange trampoline, and there were 3 other orange trampolines around me. I remember the one I was jumping on was very narrow and small. The trampoline was about 10 feet in the air, I'm assuming supported by stilts or something. I started jumping and felt really uncomfortable because of the size of the trampoline, I thought I was going to fall off. There was an employee standing next to me on my right, and he kept telling me, "Don't worry about it. Just keep jumping, you're not going to fall". I didn't trust myself.
I looked to my left, and standing on the ground was my dad, cheering me on. I decided that I had nothing to loose and I started jumping. At first, I didn't get much air because I was jumping on the side of the trampoline, where it doesn't produce as much lift, but eventually I moved to the middle of it and started gaining alot of air. I jumped like this for a minute or so. I found out that this trampoline that I was jumping on, was the beginning of an obstacle course.
The employee next to me told me to move on towards the next obstacle. I found myself jumping towards a platform that was about 30 feet in the air, and I had to jump really high to land on it. The platform was really small, and it was yellow in color and was outlined in red. Another employee was waiting for me and cheering me on on top of the platform. I got another good look at it, and found out that it was slanted at about 45 degrees. How was I supposed to make this without falling. The employee on the platform yelled out to me, "Come on, you can do it! When you get up here, grab on to the two yellow handles".
I finally got enough air and made a final big jump on the trampoline I was on. I lifted off into the air like a bird and found myself landing perfectly on the platform. I quickly grabbed onto the two yellow handles that I was supposed to. What the employee didn't tell me, was that when you landed on the platform, it starts to shake violently- and I mean violently. I struggled to hold on, it was like I was riding some sort of electric bull ride. I kept a tight grip however, and soon the platform stopped shaking as much as it did.
The employee with me on the platform told me to climb up and jump into the slide next to me, which was still 30 feet in the air. I climbed on top of the platform and gained my balance. I thought about what I was going to do next, jumping into a slide seemed pretty intense, especially since the slide was shaking even more violently than the platform. It was even twirling around and doing 360's. I waited for the right moment, and then I jumped towards the slide. I fell in through the entrance of the slide, and started sliding down.
I found myself tumbling and slamming into the walls of the slide, considering the fact that it was still twirling and such. Luckily, the slide walls were soft because the slide itself was inflated just like how jump houses are. I flipped over and rolled inside of the slide for a few more seconds, and finally I made it to the bottom and got out. I looked around and noticed that I had finished the obstacle course and was now on the ground, standing on a soft but firm black mat. I looked in front of me and saw my dad and greeted him.

4. I was inside of a school. I was walking down a hallway, and everything seemed pretty normal. Students all around me walked to wherever they were going, and I did the same. I looked around me and saw yellows walls around inside this school, it felt very new. As I was walking to my class, I saw my old teacher from my freshman year, Mr. Molitoriss. He looked exactly the same as did 2 years ago, except for the fact that he had long hair now that reached his shoulders.
As a group of students in front of me neared him, they greeted him. "Hey Mr. Molitoriss!", they said. He greeted them all back. Eventually I passed Mr Molitoriss, and as I did, I too greeted him, "Hey Mr. Molitoriss!". "I'm sorry, but I don't remember you", he told me(which is weird because we were really chill when I was in his class). This cut me deep inside, and I felt very embarrassed. I continued walking down that same hall to get to my class, it was the last class at the end of this hallway and was on the left. When I made it into class, I went to my seat and sat down.
As I did so, I looked on my desk and saw a piece of manila paper that had been folded many times. The paper was about some project that we were starting in the class, and written on it were 3 names. One of the names on it was "Jenny". When I read that name I remember thinking to myself, "Wow, now I'll finally get to talk to her, it might be a little awkward though". I had wanted to talk to this girl before somewhere, but not sure why. One of the other names was "Brad", and as for the last name, I don't remember it. Each one of these names was written in a different color in crayola, and I remember that "Jenny" was written in red crayola.
I continued reading the paper, and below those 3 names was the word "Lunch" written in a bright yellow orange crayon, and it was a little sloppy. Suddenly, the teacher came into our class, it was Mr. Molitoriss. I decided to forget what had happened back in the hallway, and view him as a new teacher and start fresh. He began talking about the project and basically elaborated and explained it in greater detail.
Later on after class, I remember sitting on a bench against a wall in the main hallway, right next to the hallway where my class was. My mom was sitting next to me. Now, the atmosphere in this school seemed rather dark. It looked as though all of the lights were off in the school, but they weren't. Around me I could still see alot of students minding their own business, and going on their way to their classes. Right now everything was really busy.
I looked far ahead in front of me and saw a system of stairs, set up in a spiral. Many students were ascending and descending through it. Out of no where, a whole group of choir students walked right in front of me. My mom got up and followed them, so I got up and followed them as well. They were all wearing dark green outfits that closely resembled graduation outfits in their style. As we followed them, they walked into a room not far from where we were sitting, and the room was very long in length. Inside, the floor was covered in a gray carpet, and on the left and right walls, lockers covered the entire surface.
I told my mom that we really had no reason to be in here, and that we should leave right now. With that, we both left the room.

5. I was banging some black chick, and started eating her out. She tasted kind of weird so I wanted to stop, but I kept going anyway. (fragment)

6. I was in a big school cafeteria and the lights were off. It was almost completely empty inside except for me, my mom, and my dad, and a few other people. Me and my parents were sitting by a couple of vending machines. My mom got up and bought a few slim jims out of the machine and gave me some. She had bought four of them so she gave me 2. I opened the sticks up and started eating them. The taste was really vivid, and I remember feeling the juiciness of the Slim Jim's themselves when I bit into them.
My dad had brought over another bigger piece of beef jerky, but it wasn't a stick. It was about an inch in width and about 6 inches in length. I asked my dad if I could look at it for a second, and he handed it to me. I looked at the beef jerky, it looked pretty normal. I turned it around and looked at the Nutrients section. I remember specifically checking out the sodium level in it, and it had 990 mg of sodium. This shocked me. 990 mg of sodium in this small of a stick of beef jerky? It didn't make sense.
My mom got some kind of candy from the vending machines as well. I don't remember anything else after this.

7. I was just chilling in my room, and my lights were off. I was only wearing my boxers and was making my bed. My bed was on my right wall as soon as you walk into my room(its usually in the middle of my room). As I was making my bed I heard my sister open my door behind me. I looked at her and saw that she had barely cracked open the door and she was staring at me. I got really mad and told her to go away and that she was really annoying.
She asked why and started explaining about how she didn't do anything. I was so mad that I didn't even care, and just wanted her to go away. After she went away, I closed my door shut completely and laid down on my bed. I was still half naked, and I just continued chilling.

8. I was downstairs in what seemed like my house. I was with my friends Dylan and Trey, and an 8th grader that lives down the block from me was also with us. For some reason, my restroom downstairs was now located right next to the dining table and I was about to go inside. I looked at Jack and noticed that he had a can of blue spray in his hands. I thought nothing of this at the moment.
Not a minute after I decided to ignore him, he came behind me and sprayed the blue spray on the back of my hair. I got really pissed and called him a mother F*****. I was really mad. Jack then when into the restroom next to us. I too went into the exact same restroom and Dylan followed me. It was really nice inside, and the floor was made of smooth tan tiles, and the walls matched them. On each side of the restroom, there was a shower. Each shower was about 6 yards in length and had a white shower curtain covering it.
As I entered this restroom, I went to the sink and started brushing my teeth. As I was doing so I heard the sound of water running. I stopped and listened for a second and realized that Jack was taking a shower in the shower directly to the right of me. I found this a little weird, but kept brushing my teeth anyway. Suddenly my mouth started feeling extremely dry, and I was having trouble swallowing. The dream then ended and I woke up and found that I had been sleeping with my mouth open and that my mouth was painfully dry. It even hurt to swallow.

Dream - Lucid

I was talking to this lady about this storage area that was underground. If you wanted one, you'd have to go underground and put whatever it was that you wanted under there in this basement/sewer like area. She was telling me something about some test as well, though I can't remember much of that part. I saw pictures of the storage area, and people down there storing things.

I was then talking to someone else, maybe my mom. She told me that the pictures were bright, but it was pitch black down there.

I decided to go to the storage area and put some things there. I was then in my car sitting in the back seat to the far right in the parking lot of the storage area at night. I was with some other people; someone else was driving. We were in the past for some reason. The parking lot was quite crowded, with many people bustling about. I then saw a group of my friends walking up. I was in the group towards the back speaking with a friend. I had a pixie haircut (which I've never had IWL). They approached our vehicle, and I said
"They can't see us, or there'd be a time paradox!"
I tried to be quiet as they walked past us, but the other me looked in the back window. She now looked like me normally, without the pixie cut. She saw me and we both looked at each other. It then looked like her head had phased through the glass of the back window. She smiled; she looked excited. I wondered how this would affect the future, and also if maybe it did happen in my past as well, but I didn't remember it.

We then were down in the storage area. It was storage area 6. I had thought that when you wanted to store your things there, you got assigned an area. That wasn't the case, however. People just kept storing them in open spaces until that particular unit filled up, and then we'd go on to the next one. I had actually used this particular area before for storage, at the time in my past of when I saw myself walking in the parking lot. Everything still seemed intact.

I then was thinking about the other storage spaces. I was worried about getting into a sewage area. I then saw in third person, kind of like a video game, me (though it didn't look like me) being in storage space 1, which was just pure sewage. I was in the middle of it and covered in it. It was so gross. I felt grossed out like I was in first person, even though I was in third person. Then, it went onto storage area 2, which was still kind of sewagey, but not as bad as 1. It then continued, and got less and less gross as we went on.

~

I was looking through old things of mine to sell or donate, things I had as a baby. I got together an old Elmo kid's electric toothbrush with an oversized-looking brush and some other things. I needed to give them to Caitlin.

I then was in my brother's parked car in the daytime in the back. I was getting something out of there when I saw a gallon of milk underneath the passenger's side seat. I wondered how long it had been there, and if my brother knew about it.

I then was giving my things to Caitlin. They were in a white plastic shopping bag. She said something about my donations...nobody would want a used toothbrush.

I also remember being inside a store that I used to work at that is now closed. I saw signs about it being final clearance because they were closing.

~

I was on honeymoon with Dallas. We were in a nice hotel overlooking a beautiful beach. We had been there for so long, Dallas had gotten a temporary job while we were there so we could pay for everything. Today was his last day, and then we would have to go home.

I was outside by the pool area on a beautiful sunny day. I don't remember anything else about this part of the dream.

I then was inside the hotel, thinking about how long we had been there, about how every day we anticipated the next day, and now, we were finally on the last day. I then thought about how long we had been there. We had been there for almost the entire month of June (it was June 27th in the dream). Dallas was there getting ready to go to work. I then realized that I hadn't gone to the beach once since I'd been. I asked Dallas if he wanted to go. He said he had already been. What?? I didn't know he had already been to the beach. I asked him about it, but I don't remember his response.

He was then gone for work. I was wondering if maybe we could just move to the beach since he already had a job there. I didn't want to go home. I don't remember if I asked him about this or not via text. I then "remembered" that a woman from my old job, Tanya, and her husband, had gone to Hawaii for a honeymoon, and wanted to move there as well, but the feeling eventually faded when they had been back for awhile. I then saw an image of her in my head of her walking around with a shopping cart full of something, though I can't remember what. She was in a grocery store. It had to do with moving to Hawaii. I then decided to take a nap. My hair was wet; I guess I went swimming or took a shower. I had it pulled into a loose bun.

The next thing I remember is waking up and getting out of bed, ready to go to the beach. I walked by a mirror, and was shocked at what I saw. My hair was now dry and SUPER curly, with many beautiful ringlets. It looked short, like a little boy's haircut that I see frequenting the bakery with his mother IWL. My face also looked different too. I had to keep looking at myself. I thought people would mistake me for that little boy. My hair was then much longer, but still curly. There were little straight parts in it too. I figured my hair got this way from sleeping with it wet and pulled back. I actually really was liking it! It was quite different. I wanted to take pictures to show Dallas, but I remembered I wanted to go to the beach. I looked out from the balcony at the beautiful beach below. The day was bright and sunny, and the water was blue and beautiful. It looked like schools of small fish were swimming in it. The waves were pretty big as well, and you could see the undercurrents flowing through the water. They must be quite strong. Nevertheless, a few people were in the water.

I then went to go find sunscreen. I then saw that Dallas's sister was there. She asked me if I could tell that she had put on sunscreen everywhere. I looked at her hands and saw small white streaks of sunscreen in between her fingers. I then looked and saw lots of white patches on her chest that weren't rubbed in. I told her about them.

I was then alone again, I guess. I already had my bathing suit on under my clothes. I had my shirt off; I looked down and noticed the bikini top I was wearing. It was white with maroon floral patterns on it, similar to one I own IWL with blue and green floral patterns. I was thinking about all the bathing suits I had. I then thought about whether or not I should take my 2DS with me or not. If I wanted to go in the water, I probably shouldn't, or someone might steal it if it was just laying about. I was still looking for the sunscreen, and then I was trying to take my pants off, but I couldn't get them to come off my ankles.

After having had a similar nightmare a couple of weeks ago and controlling it lucidly, the nightmare recurred. I didn't expect it to.

The setting and the whole situation were quite different. This time, I was at my Uni with a group of students and some teachers were putting us in the middle of dangerous places as if the apocalypse were a game. They wanted to see who would die and who would survive while they were watching it all safely from the distance.

The first setting they put us in was quite big, there were stairs everywhere and a few zombies, so it was easy to escape. The second setting, though, was small and they gathered us all between two walls. Then, they started shouting to draw the zombies where we were and then left us there. Almost immediately, we were surrounded by zombies and of course, everyone started panicking. I wasn't lucid like the last time, so I was freaking out as well. Soon enough, they were all over us and I ended up waking up with a start. I felt disturbed for the rest of the morning.

19/8/2014
i remember walking around this house talking to girls i know irl. i think there was a big event going down.

thats all i can remember, since i havent been doing the dream journal my dream recall is TERRIBLE

8/19/2014

2300-0700

1. I was in my room with a girl. She was pretty hot. I had hot sex with her for quite a while. It was pretty vivid. It was with someone who looked like L, but she had lighter skin.

2. I remember being in my bed, masturbating. Pretty much a false awakening, where I didn't wake and instead just masturbated and went to sleep.

* Took a nap after I posted something in the TOTM thread

non-lucid, lucid

.../I'm in the university campus. I have just left my car parked in a parking lot behind a building. I'm carrying a lot of papers I have to deliver here thinking to myself, it's safe to let the car there because of it won't take much time. I walk behind a lot of buildings hoping to get to one of the main libraries. I'm getting to the Electronic Engineering building when I realize I parked in the wrong place; it should have been behind the next building. Anyway, a decide to take a walk because of it's nice to be back here from so long. I see some folks playing on a platform. I walk on the bleachers, and see one of my first pals who left the career because of his girlfriend got pregnant. There's a lot of people here, and I'm recognizing many of them. It has been so long that I didn't see their faces, saluting here and there. I see the 'philosopher' playing soccer, he doesn't see me because he's with his back turned to me. Finally we got to see each other, but he doesn't seem so enthusiastic as he usually used to be. I wonder there must be something strange here, it hits me, of course it's a dream! Then I remember I wanted to do some of the TOTM. But first, I want to leave all these papers I have in my hand. The best idea that comes up to my mind: Let's deliver all of these using Telekinesis! I throw the first brief in front of me, waiting it to take flight and look for its destination by its own. On the contrary, it falls some meters ahead. Perhaps I didn't give it the time to take flight. I take the next one and throw it up to the sky. It falls on the roof of a building. The throw the third one, it flies better and makes some curves on the air, like a paper plane to finally fall on some dirty waters. I don't care, but I got obsessed with the idea. At least one, although I want to throw the whole packages to fly to their destination. I throw one after the another, and some of them take flight to my back, I see them disappear behind me, I don't follow them, I consider it a success because of I don't see where they fall! Good, the next one, and the next one/...

* Wake up hearing my neighbors talking and thinking to myself How stupid!

Locked in a small, very dark room with my wife; I am assisting in her giving birth. All sorts of demonic shadows appear all over the wall. Ridiculous faces, ghosts, figures, and everything terrifying I can imagine appears in shadow form on the walls. Clouds of smoke and mist also briefly pass by out of no where. Just obscuring everything, and then gone a few seconds later. My wife and I suspect that she is giving birth to a demon baby. I am a little concerned about what the neighbors are thinking if they can see these shadows too.

The baby is born, and already has fierce teeth, a crazy look on his face, and solid, black eyes. Growling, it tries to bite both of us. I grab the umbilical cord, and swing it off my wife from there, dodging his fangs as he flies past me. While trying to swing him in circles above our heads to buy some time, he kicks a wall, causing him to fly toward me and land on my right arm. Before he can sink his teeth into me, I grab him by the back of the head with my left hand, pull him off, then grab his body with my right and just squeeze. This causes the umbilical cord to disconnect from him, and is really gross. Black liquid squirts out of it, and I jump back, losing grip on the demon baby. I feel my stomach turn to knots as he jumps down to the floor.

He runs around the room, free from my grasp, but still contained inside the room for now. Literally running really fast, while growling, and even jumping higher than I am tall, he chomps his teeth together like a dog, making loud biting noises. My wife and I skootch back on the bead some more as he jumps up next to it, biting the air, and looking at us. He seems to enjoy scaring us with his powerful jaws...

The next jump, I catch him, and try to kill this demon with a knife. But due to some dark magic, any knife wound immediately heals itself. Struggling to hang onto this creature, I grab a small axe that is hanging on the wall and sever the menacing head from the red veiny body. The demon dissolves into sparks and dust, crumbling to small ashes and then vanishing back out of this world.

I sit back down on the bed, enjoying the brief peacefulness of the aftermath.

I am the new batman, just finishing up the right bat costume. Unfortunately, I still have white socks, drive an old Buick, and work at a lousy low paying job. On the way home, I drive through the park, and see someone getting mugged. I'm too tired to stop and do anything about it after work, and have to work again early tomorrow, so I drive past, trying not to let them see I'm batman. Both of them see me, especially the white socks and white undershirt. I park the car in front of my house, and blow up an inflatable decoy batman to leave in the drivers seat. Going inside, I don't yet notice that the inflatable batman has somehow managed to start the car and put pressure on the gas pedal, slowly driving away down the street.

I run downstairs, and get on the motorcycle to chase after my car and recover it. Going way too fast, I nearly crash a few times, and get some good air time off speed bumps in the road. Finally, I crash the bike, it launches off a hill, and smashes into a stone archway leading down to the ocean. I go air-born, and slam into a castle wall. Not really hurt, just stunned, I lay there for a bit. The butler comes out, and yells at me furiously. I see the car! Running to my car to get away, the butler is in hot pursuit.

He chases me through town, and tries to ram me off the road. I slow down and dodge him, also slowing to avoid the river and cliff up ahead. He keeps going full speed, like he is going to turn around up there and come at me head on. Not knowing about the river and cliff, he careens right off the edge, smashing his car to pieces and being thrown out of it, down a hill thick with trees.

I walk down there to see what happened to him, and see no sign of him at all. Suddenly, he appears behind me with a garrote and tries to murder me with it. He exclaims something about being a well known bad guy by the name of ___ (forgot it). I grab the wire from around my neck, and flip him over my head, onto the ground, and kneel on his neck to choke him out.

Lately I have been reading on DVs how it is possible to choose love in face of nightmares or attackers, instead of fear or fight or flight responses. This is a bit from last night's dreams.

I was in a two story house with a basement, and it was at night. I believe I was on the second floor. Outside though I knew something from the sky was coming crashing down out beside the house. I'm not sure if it was a meteor or a UFO, but I knew something impacted close to where I was at. I was going downstairs to check it out. I was in the basement, and the lights were off, and I saw a glow of lights out side. Some were flashing, and I sensed that police were outside as well. For some reason I was getting really paranoid as with most scary dreams I have. I think the police were investigating whatever was outside and were about to come in and arrest me. I turned around in the house to try to run out the back but I knew they would probably catch me either way. At the last second though I realized I could face them with courage and love. At least to the best of my abilities. The dream was ending, but I felt a change in my gut and how I could approach the situation differently. I just can't get over how freaked out I feel in dreams and how it is always a "flight" choice I make. Or just hiding. Anyway, I have started to remember how to deal with these situations differently while in dreams so hopefully I can approach my fears and pursuers with courage and positive feelings next time!

Dream - 7:40AM

I'm on the basketball court at Range bank. I see the ball go over the small fence and decide to chase it down. I hurdle over the fence and start running at full pace. I see two DC's in the distance. I don't retrieve the ball and begin to make my way back to somewhere. The journey back is a strange one. I'm walking on a tight and narrow path, which is 2 - 3 meters off of the ground. I walk through an area which has grave stones.

I reach where I was destined to go, which was a class room. I see people around me and a teacher at the front of class, next to a whiteboard. The location changes to where the grave stones were, but we're still continuing what we were doing. I see the DC from earlier when I was chasing the ball. I call him out and ask if that was him I saw. The teacher says it was.
The convocation turns to spiritual and god. I take charge of the convocation and debate a few things, explaining something about out of body experiences. I was going to mention that I have had them before but never get around to it. Instead of talking, I'm explaining some things via text which is coming up on the whiteboard. I have a mind blank after a paragraph of writing and struggle to think about what to type next. I can see people getting angry due to waiting for me to finish writing. They're expressing their anger through a chat box which is under what I was writing.

False Awakening: (MISSED)

I'm recording my previous dream in a dream. I'm underneath the covers, trying to keep my eyes from seeing too much light as I may wake myself up too much to get back to sleep. I'm using my phone?? as a recorder. I play it back to myself and it definitely sounds like me. I expected it to not record too well, due to whispering into the device. At one point I move the device away from my house and down towards my hips. While still listening to my recording I can see myself on the screen, as if it was a video recording, not a voice recording. I waited for the moment where I moved the device away from my mouth to see if I could still be heard. I could still hear myself, except there was a few silent moments due to thinking of what to say next.

Surprised I missed my chance, as I've been performing RC's upon awakening majority of the times.

Dream Fragments:

Spoiler for Mature Content :

I'm watching the a porn star getting fucked by her ex boyfriend War Machine. I could see a close up of her face. Another man is now having sex with her. Both men had large penises.

This lucid dream is a part of a study with University of Missouri St. Louis conducted by SleepingSYNAPSE.
http://www.dreamviews.com/research/1...ticipants.html
I had to the opportunity to visit the campus and examine a room (Red) in waking life and revisit it in a lucid dream to measure dream memory. I was unaware of the other room (Blue) as being apart of the study and I found that I had very little waking memory of it.

SleepingSYNAPSE, I am including additional info that may not be in the packet as well as this more thorough account of the dreams. Yes, dreams. I actually had a hard WILD before the more successful but the first yielded undesirable outcomes. I didn't have the extra papers for two dreams so I recorded the better of the two. Still, I think you will be interested in reading both here.

On a more personal note, thanks for meeting with me on a Saturday and for the good times we enjoyed afterward. I was hesitant meeting a stranger in a big city, but I feel I have gained a friend. You are a good person. Your hospitality was appreciated by my wife and I.

Pre-bed Supplements: A shot of cherry flavored vodka in a small juice glass with Coke.
Bedtime: 9PM
WBTB time/length: 1:00AM / 3min
WBTB Supplements: 8mg Galantamine, 400mg Choline, cold pre-made mug of peppermint tea/4 bags (menthol)


#354 - WILD - 2:10AM

I enjoy a smooth WILD but enter a very unstable world. I do my usual dash for the front door and make it outside. I feel I need to rush to get the task done so I move quickly. I decide to "Hulk Jump" in the general direction of my goal.

When I visited the university in waking life, I took careful note of the building's exterior. There is a nice park there with a pond. I had decided beforehand to make that my landing site since it is a unique feature of the campus.

I make a giant leap over some trees and land in Bug Lake at the university with a splash. There are no physical feelings here; just the sound. I have some dark void issues so I splash around with my arms to stabilize as I think of the interior of the building.

I am now in a hallway, but it doesn't look like I recall. The walls are colored like some sort of abstract mural painting. Grass and sky? The dream crashes.

DEILD - I have some floating sleep paralysis sensations for a full minute or two.

I visualize and re-enter the hallways. I see something like an "under the sea painting" on the walls. There are way too many rooms and I feel lost. I really focus on finding the Red Room and eventually find a door that looks close enough. The dream is still really unstable as I enter the room. It's dark inside and I think to feel for a light switch but I know this almost never works.
I feel like I am in the void again so I focus on seeing.

When the lights come on, I see that I am in an empty and really tiny version of the room. I stretch my arms out and my hands touch adjacent walls. I wake up and think to DEILD but for some reason the dream felt really long so I decide to journal instead.

#355 - DILD (In-dream-WILD) - 3:16AM

After the first dream, I tried to WILD and again and thought I had done it but I later recall other things that happened first.

There was something about being worried about alarm clocks. I was afraid of it getting too late to get lucid and having to wake up. I look at the clock and see that its about 4:4[?]... almost 5am (Wake up time). I have a really hard time making out the last digit. It gets blurry and morphs a little. I recognize what is happening here and lay back down to complete my WILD efforts.

After a second and some SP sensations, I realize there is no need to still be laying here so I quickly get out of bed. I notice I am in my childhood home of Luling, TX. I find this annoying and try to imagine being at the university again. I look down as I walk and try to visualize some common tiling or an imagined version of what I think may have been the flooring at the university. I see some generic brown speckled tiling but I am still in the same house. I try to deny it, but I just can't make it change over. Time for plan B.

I go to the front door and have to actually unlock the dead bolt to get the door open. I recall the conversation with SleepingSYNAPSE about the guy that had a semi-lucid dream where he locked his wallet in the house and thought to summon the keys but not the wallet. This felt equally dumb, but I let the thought go as I start down the sidewalk.

At the end, there is a dark colored compact car running with headlights on. It's dark but when I get to the car, I see Jeremy B, from work sitting in the driver's seat. I recall how this scenario worked well for the Angel Falls Task Of The Year and get really excited. I look into the open window on the passenger side and Jeremy says something that I perceive to be really dorky but mildly funny (much like waking life). I think I may have found an intelligent and somewhat witty DC, but I am not sure what he said so I ask.
He stares at me like I am the dumb one for a second then says, "Oh nevermind. Just get in."
When I sit down in the passenger seat, I find myself teleported to the driver seat. Jeremy is now standing in the street peering in the open window on the driver side. Without a word he plugs his nose and jumps feet first into the blackness of the street as if it is deep water. Seeing him do this seems extremely cheesy and bizarre. I chuckle and say, "Well... Ooookay. Thanks."

I drive to the end of the block and make a right. As I do, use expectation to believe that the part of the university I want is on the next block. That would be the direction of my old high school in waking life so this allows an easy connection in my mind. The building looms just ahead in the night. There are the scattered trees with Bug Lake to the right. I grip the steering wheel for the first time... or maybe I just pull back on it like airplane controls, but I will the car to fly to a window, second from the top story. I don't bother counting floors this just feels right and I know it's all what I want to believe anyway. It's the fourth floor in waking life.

As I am about to crash through a large window, everything seems very much like something from a Harry Potter movie. A suit of armor spies me through a whimsical-style, barred window and runs out of the way. I phase the car more than crash and I see a Filch-look-a-like just outside of the room. Any other time this would have been freaking awesome as I have a "Patronus" goal in mind for the future, but at this moment I am very focused on the task. I dismiss the oddities without a second thought. Actually, I am more worried about the interior being too dark. The room has red carpet and looks vaguely medieval with gas wall sconces on either side of an open door giving very little light. However, the hallway that Filch was meandering down is brightly lit.

As I phase out the driver side door of the car, I feel the entire thing dissolve. I have desire to look at the effect, but decide that I better not, just in case I ruin the effect. Plus, I feel I am much cooler this way. I feel like some grand wizard doing amazing things, but not being particularity impressed with himself. Mastery. I leave the room in search of the rooms.

I spend what feels like a lot of time lost in a maze of hallways until I find the main room of the study. I really can't recall much here, but I thinking it was mostly garbage imagery anyway.

Now, I am in a strong and fairly accurate representation of the main room. I see a red door on the left and a blue door and the right. There is a counter and a hood vent on the other side. As I grab the door knob to open the red door, I have a feeling of anticipation. I note how very vivid the dream is and I feel pleased.

Inside, the room is disappointingly very much empty, but it's at least the correct size this time. The first thing I note is that the shelves to the left are gone so this excludes several items. There is no digital painting in front of me. The desk and end table are gone. The walls are a pea green and this seems right. I recall a something sleepingSYNAPSE told me in waking life. When he dreams of his house he notices what things are missing or incorrect. I feel the same way about this room and begin copying what he said he did in his dreams. I point to the things mentioned and say stuff like, "That's wrong. This is gone. That's not right. This should be there."

Something catches my eye. Where the large poster of the blond white woman should be, I see a very different one in it's place. It's really blurry and watery so I step closer to take a near-sighted examination of the picture. After a moment, it clears. The face is blurry but I see an African American man wearing a blue graduation gown, standing with his arm up in triumph. There is a mock diploma in his right hand and a huge grin on his face. I get the feeling this is some sort of lame university advertisement. There is some large black lettering on the bottom but I have already lost interest. Suddenly, I remember the last object to look for. CLOCK!

I turn around and see it where is should be to the left of the door way, overlapping the trim. At first the numbers look Roman but as I get closer, still having some slight nearsightedness, the numbers look Arabic. I recall there is a time question on the sheet in waking life so I take note. The hour hand is on the 6 and the minute hand is one the 7. No, there is an 8 where the 7 should be. I will it to be a 7 but the number really wants to be an 8 and there is a type of tug-o-war with it seeming to morph into an 8 on its own as I struggle to keep it a 7. I decide this little detail probably doesn't matter since I recall the waking life time to be 6:15. I try to think what the time actually is here but I quickly realize that I can't even begin to think about how to read the clock so I just make note of the hand locations one last time and then step out of the room.

Feeling somewhat accomplished and a little surprised that the dream is still going, I am ready for the Blue Room. When I step back into the Main Room, I notice there are a few changes. Mostly, there is now an extra blue door and instead of having a large pill-shaped covering, they are now entirely covered in blue construction paper. In fact, it all looks gift-wrapped. I start to go for the extra door but it feels wrong and there is some instability so I decide to go for the more correctly located door.

When I open the Blue Room I am surprised to see a vast bedroom with blue walls and white trim. The style is sort of Victorian with 3 twin beds and a dark wood chest of drawers. There is a large mirror mounted on top with something like a wash basin. It seems like there was a dark colored rug on the floor but I may be be recalling that wrong at this point. I feel shocked and confused so I step back out into the main room not really noting anything there and then back in. The room is basically the same but there is a sense that the furniture has moved slightly.

At this point I pretty much forget the University task as I feel this part of the dream has played itself out. Not really recalling any secondary goals, I start messing around with the dreamscape on impulse. I walk around the room and come to a very low light fixture about chest level with 3 or so unlit bulbs. I recall a scene from Oculus where Karen Gillian thinks she eats a light bulb while thinking it's an apple when it actually is an apple (Yes this movie is that weird). So, I decide to try eating a light bulb as I know I won't cut myself like she did (or thought she did) in the movie. I think to unscrew the bulb but decide that is too much work and I just pull. It resists a little put easily pops free. I put the entire fat end in my mouth and look in the mirror. My lips are distorted from the effort but I notice I look even more strange than that. My features resemble River Song from Doctor Who but with shorter hair and a melding of my waking life facial features and hers. I stare at this for a few seconds trying to will myself to look right but it's not working very well. I remember the light bulb and decide to chop down. I am surprise when I feel like I am biting into a plastic ball-pit ball. I spit it out and step away from the mirror.

At this point, I think menthol starts having it's adverse (or desired as some see it) effect. It seems like a really good idea to reward myself for having put so much effort into this dream experiment. I recall how I did something similar for the Cretaceous Period Task Of The Month awhile back and start searching the beds for a female companion.


Before I go on, I think I need to explain something. I visited SleepinSYNAPSE's father's restaurant in waking life while in St. Louis (Very nice place and awesome food!). In the men's restroom there were several posters of vintage female movie stars. The one that caught my attention the most is this classic image of Marylin Monroe's Breakfast In Bed.



Almost immediately, I find her in a sheet with one leg out. I don't think of her as MM but I'm not really concerned with the face. I know it's a dream and it's all not real. However, during the act, I do happen to take a look at the face and notice a very ugly version of MM. The hair was right but the face was very distorted. I pause for a second, unsure if I want to continue but I decide to just focus on other parts as I quickly finish up.

I decide that this dream has gone on long enough and I should wake myself before I forget all the details. I fall into the void but don't wake right way. I realize what is happening and struggle to shift back to the physical. I have images of making dream notes on my Galaxy Player, but I know this is false. I hit SP but instead of struggling to move the dream body I am doing the opposite until I reenter the physical. The effect was like a reverse WILD or reverse OBE... Very strange.