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Dream - Lucid

I was at work, but my mom was working there too. She had been there longer than me. In fact, she was one of my bosses. We were getting a corporate visit that day, and everything had to be perfect.

When I got there, I was quickly told what to do by another boss, a woman. Then, I was left on my own without a clue as to what needed to get done. She had spoken so fast, I couldn't keep up, and I was still fairly new, so I didn't understand the priorities like they did.

I looked at all the projects around me, and started on one of them. I was making these animal models out of some kind of dough, like a sugar cookie dough, and putting them on a pan. There were bright, neon colored icings there as well. I did some normal cookies as well, because I was pretty sure that's what I needed to do. I "remembered" seeing animal cookies and regular ones before, at least I thought I did.

I did a few of those, but went on to do something else. There was some pink, Lego-like model of a castle that needed to be put together for display purposes, but I didn't think that was a priority since it wasn't edible.

I then had to go to lunch. I was with my friend Charles for lunch. We were in the break room, which was dark. When my hour was up, I realized I had forgotten to punch out for lunch. Shit. I couldn't think of what to do.

I was then back in the bakery, and my mom was there, freaking out, saying I should have done the Lego thing first, and that I wasn't supposed to make the dough into animals. I was supposed to make the dough into tight spirals with the frosting in it. I started to do that. I "remembered " that an old work friend, Shelley, had done the animals when she worked there. She had posted pics of her with them on Facebook. The animals were actually just a seasonal thing.

The corporate visitor then came, and was walking around with my mom, giving disapproving looks and saying things weren't right. Ugh. I knew I would be in trouble for it all, too.

When the visitor left, my mom came up to me, and I started to cry because I was so frustrated and upset. I was afraid I'd get fired. My mom was sitting down at a table and mocking me as I cried. She would copy me in a childish voice. That made me even more upset.

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Again, I was at work, but it was a mixture between my current job at the bakery and my last job at Kohl's. I was in the bakery, but I felt like it was still Kohl's. I wondered why they had rehired me. I heard people talking about it, and they said it was because they really needed the help.

I was working on something with one of my current managers, Will. I worked with him the whole time. He was very positive and uplifting, unlike the last dream where my mom was freaking out and mocking me.

It was then close to the end of my shift. I needed to go get some new white note cards; I had just bought some, and they were all browning on the edges, as if they were old and dirty. I think I was going to do this with Mary Katherine. We had discussed that at the end of my shift, at 5:30, we would go.

I then was in a freezer at work, though it did not look at all like the freezer we have IWL. It was smaller, boxier. I went in and shut the door. It was cold, but so quiet; it was surprisingly peaceful in there, probably because when the door shuts, it locks and seals to keep any outside air out. I really liked it; it shut out all the noise. I had to go back out though.

I went back into the freezer soon after, and thought it would be a good idea to meditate in there. I shut the door and started to begin my thought process on meditation, but someone opened the door. I figured I probably didn't need to be in there meditating anyway since I was at work.

Then, I was done with my shift. Dallas had texted me to ask me if I wanted to meet up with him at 5:30. I couldn't, because I was meeting up with Mary Katherine. I can't remember whether or not I told him this, but I know I thought about doing so.

I was walking around a lobby area that looked more like Kohl's than the bakery. There were a few babies crawling around on the floor. I said hello to one, a red-headed baby boy. He said hello back to me. He didn't sound like a baby, but more like an older child. I knew this was a special child. I "remembered" him being there all the time. I said hello to a couple of other babies too.

I was then talking to my friend, Ashley. I was trying to explain something to her, a way I believed I think, and she countered me by saying I needed to adjust my views. She then referred to two other girls that were there. They were sisters. She said it was ok for them to think that way, because they had it hard when they were children, but it isn't ok for me to think that way because I didn't. One of the girls, a bigger girl with long, wavy dark hair who was working behind a counter, nodded in agreement. I saw the girls' mother there as well. It upset me a bit that Ashley had said that to me. I thought that maybe, in a way, she was right, though.

Then, I was outside sitting on a bench. It was nighttime. I feel like there may have been snow. Amy Z., the mother of one of my childhood friends, approached me with a baby, and said I needed to meet him. She held him up to me, and I said hello to the baby. He said hello back. She tried to give him to me, but I said
"I actually have to be somewhere." She took the baby away.

I was then with Ashley again, somewhere by the freezer. She was saying something to me about the freezer, something about making snowballs or snowmen out of the snow that would collect on the floor. I still had some feelings of anger towards her for what she had said to me. I thought about not replying to her when she spoke to me. I don't remember if I actually did or not.

Then, I saw some weird images that were supposed to be the freezer, but it looked like a 2D game of Tetris. There were different settings that could be turned on and off, and some went on a timer, like a deep freeze kind of thing that would cause it to snow inside the freezer by blowing frigid air. A drill came through the floor at one point, ending the game. Maybe it was on a time limit? There was a voice speaking about it, but I can't remember what it said.

The beginning of the dream took place during a business meeting, but the people seemed not to be ones I had business with. In reality I did not know them, but in the dream I did. There was a woman, her ex, and either two or three brothers of hers - I am not sure whether there were three brothers or a total of three men in the room counting the ex. I remember strangely that during this meeting all men stayed seated or standing in a row. I knew that the next day I had an invitation to one of the brother's home.

After the meeting the other brother invited me to his home for the same time as his brother expected me at his place. He also demanded that I bring a home made bread. I remembered that his brother also expected that I make a bread. I did not respond to his invitation right away, and did not explain that I had a conflicting invitation.

So after this I was worried about how I was going to decline the invitation of one of the brother's without offending him. Also I seemed to be even more concerned about the potential of having to bake two loaves of bread that about the need to be in two places at the same time.

I've been inactive for quite a while now. But, I am planing on making an effort to get back into the routine of things. Honestly, it's the off the wall (and extremely memorable) dreams I've been having lately, I think, that's pushed me to try LD'ing again. I had made some vague kind of progress prior, but not much. So, hopefully shooting for farther this time. Also, I kind of rebooted everything (deleted the old DJ posts, for various reasons) and am likely going to limit my posts on here to only the particularly interesting dreams.
Now, without further ado, the dream:

I was taking a nap. When I later woke up, I felt slightly confused for some reason. Something seemed off, but I couldn't quite figure out what exactly it was. I looked at my hands, thinking that I was in a dream. My room was very dark so I could only faintly see it, but it was definitely there. On my hands I noticed some slightly glowing writings (the kind of glow you see if you stare into a light-bulb for a while and then look away and it's kind of burned into your vision) I couldn't tell what they were but didn't care. I tried to change something in the dream and it didn't work, so although I was extremely confused as to what was going on, I went back to sleep. When I woke up again, (still in the dream, of course) I was somewhat scared now. I couldn't tell what time it was, and apparently I didn't notice that my room was slightly rearranged and I had a somewhat different desk. As usual, my computer was still on but asleep. I checked the digital clock next to my bed, it was 9 something AM. What the? I don't usually wake up this early! Hey, school is coming around the corner soon and I need to get back into schedule anyways. I'll stay up for the rest of the day and try to go to bed a little earlier than usual. Also, I was confused as it seemed to be the middle of the night. After seeing that time on the clock, it seemed to be early morning-ish from what I could tell. I could slightly recall some sort of flashing in the dream I was having during my sleep. (Dream inside a dream? INCEPTION MUCH?) As I got up, my phone notification light was blinking on the little plastic table by my bed. It was a message from a friend. (not a waking life friend, just some random part of the dream, I guess) I got the vague feeling this friend was a bit of a cocky jerk. You know, the kind who gets all the girls? Anywho, the message said something along the lines of "There's some kind of temple near you. Don't leave where you are right now." Again, no temple near where I am. What is he talking about? And besides, I wasn't going to leave the house anyways. I went onto my computer and recall looking something up about aliens. Something I can't recall must've happened because I got even more scared than I was before. The tension in the dream was on high as I got up to go turn on the light. I assumed that flash I saw in my dream must've been some kind of lightning strike finding its way into my dream, and that the power was out. I suppose it kind of made sense. I went to check with someone else in the house and see if they knew what was going on, as I was still pretty dazed. (and again, slightly frightened) However, as I walked through the dark hall, something happened (I can't recall exactly what) and I ran back into my room terrified. As I came in, I saw a black CMD box on my computer. Was I programming? I have bene learning Python lately and I got a little into C++, but I don't recall doing any of that. It was blurry from where I was though so I ran over and read it. It said "RUN RUN RUN" Each of the "RUN"s were separated by about a paragraph, and when I tried to collect my thoughts and look at the bottom line again, it said "Um" or something like that. At this point, I was just plain horrified, I screamed as loudly as I could for help and ran out of my room for the nearest person I could find. But as I got to the door, I suddenly felt the kind of crippled, dazed sensation of a violent head rush and fell partially to my knees. I scrambled to my feet, pretty much on the edge in terms of consciousness and still screaming, and ran for the other person's room. This person was naked from the bottom down, which I noticed and quickly assumed was because they slept naked or something. I (pathetic, I know) jumped up next to them in the bed and curled up in fear, crying and squeaking like some kind of scared little child. A few seconds later, I woke up. (Oh, and said person did NOT seem to care about how terrified I was acting. Which is strange because in my waking life they would likely be at full attention and asking me what's going on. Not to mention, I think most people would act at least slightly more caring if their loved one came screaming and scrambling into their room and then curled up next to them and shriveled up in fear.)

Also, I'd like to note that upon waking, I felt a bit of pain in my sides that I felt was relevant to the dream.

The first dream was a non-lucid:

I have moved into a new flat with a large group of people, and for some reason, someone has thrown a party. This means that there is a table in the kitchen that is filled with cakes. Someone else from the party seems to be intent on making off with literally armfuls of cake. I just have my eye on a single chocolate cake that looks appetizing, so I make off with it, although I don't get to eat it.

I meet my brother at the party. He has a new black dog, and he warns me off feeding it with chocolate.

Then I perform a WBTB, and finally get a lucid:

I am in one of the old technology classrooms from my secondary school, but I am surrounded by my current coworkers. A short Indian man is giving us a Physics lesson.

Being lucid, I get up from my seat and decide that I am going to try and hit on one of my coworkers. The women I have my eye on are not sat next to empty seats, so I can't get near them. I don't know why I didn't just go up to one of the DC's next to them, throw them off their chair and take it, but never mind.

Instead, the only empty seat I find belongs to the teacher, so I take it while he is moving around the class. When he approaches me, I tell him "too bad, this is my dream, GTFO".

(I'm not this much of a dick in waking life btw)

He looks really sad and dejected, and suddenly I feel guilty. I stand and let him have his seat. Unfortunately, the dream didn't last much longer.

I wake again and attempt another WBTB.

This time it fails, and I have a non-lucid dream about being Kevin Smith's PA. For some reason he is in my home city, and staying in my parent's house. We get back home one night, and he tells me that I can go into the kitchen and make myself a glass of coke if I like. I accept, and I ask him if he would like one. He says yes, but gives me these crazy instructions for how he wants it made. It was like a bizarre cocktail of ingredients he wanted in his pint glass of coke, and all I could remember was that it finished with two cinnamon sticks.

Instead of going to the kitchen, I end up in the local city centre in the daylight. The ground is strangely slippery, and find myself sliding along the streets like it's winter and the ground is frozen.

Me, my mom and my brother were in a hut in the woods close to a river. We were building a fire inside it. After that there was a huge storm. We were worried about my dad who was alone at our new house. After the storm was over we went to search for supplies. We found drinks and food. We went to sleep and I woke up to her a noise in the water below. It was Ron climbing up then it was Harry who was swimming towards us. We gave them food and something to drink. After that we went all to sleep.

Next day a patrol was coming to see if people were alive. The patrol were 5 girls. 1 Rapunzel, 2 Elsa, 3 a girl with red hair, 4 a girl with brown hair and blue eyes, a girl with no face. We saw them walk towards other people because suddenly we were in a little town. We were hiding all the supplies. The girl in red hair asked: Where is it! I said what ? She said that if she comes tomorrow and sees the thing she would kill us.

After they were gone we ran into the woods and started to hide in there. We fell asleep.. Day after we saw the patrol walking over a little bridge close to our location. So we jumped into the water and started to swim towards another island. Where there were a lot of spider eggs. Like the big and slimy ones. I poked one and it exploded. We went up a reallly big hill where it smelt like a jungle type smell. On top of the mountain was the egg that the girl in red hair has talked about. It was the king egg. So we decided to let it explode.

After letting it explode we suddenly were in a type of dessert theme. We were all thursty but we didn't have any supplies. It smelld like a really dry thing like sand up your nose. We ran into the town of sandbricks over there. We saw a bridge we went towards it. On top of it was a normal girl standing on a plank. I jumped on the plank and she flew into the air. We decided to get the rail cart. At the end of the bridge was Rapunzel sitting and crying and peeling patatoes.

Then I woke up, Weird dream wasn't it leave your comments below.

Dream 1
Recorded at 7:15am

I'm at the main shopping centre in my home town. I'm with my brother and I notice there's some kind of party going on. We see Nathan Carrot and he's looking a bit lost. I go over to him and get him a blanket, as if the blanket is some kind of in thing and cool.

I'm standing outside the swimming pool entrance on the grass near the road. I'm with a few people including a security guard which ran the party I think, and a boxer. He is waving people back who're trying to come through the entrance. I see proctor and he's a bit upset at the guard who's telling people to turn back. He pleads his case about it only being 11pm.

I'm in a clothes shop with only myself and the person that works there. I seem to be standing in front of an area of clothes for a while, and not doing a hell of a lot. I look back and see that the worker is dosing off at the counter. I think to myself that anyone who steals would go to town on this store if he fell asleep like that. He awakens as I start to walk out of the store. I say something along the lines of "bye sleepy head" lol.

I approach a elevator and walk into it. I see a famous AFL football played by the name of Bryce Gibbs. It's just him and I in the elevator. I start a convocation regarding when he's next game is. He smiles and says something. I feel a little uneasy due to being In the presents of a celebrity.

As I leave the elevator I see a group of people, which includes my brother and cousin Trav. I catch up to them and notice my brother is holding his eye. He tells me he got punched in the face by a women at the party. He seems pretty up beat about it though. He tells me he got punched due to lying about who was on the phone. He said that someone famous was on the line as a joke and for a fist to the face for it lol.

I see either my cousin Rach or Sarah Wadsworth. They're waiting for the commonwealth games flame to be passed on to her. She offers for me to run with her and holding it at the same time. I think I will do it with her. She walks over towards the entrance of the place that sells dirt end stones and tells the girl with the flame that she's ready to take the flame off of her. I think to myself that she's in the wrong area and needs to be on the other side to get it off the person coming in the opposite way. The flame bearer mentions the same thing to her.

She heads off somewhere and I wait for her at the bottom of a water slide. There's 3 or 4 possible water slides to choose from. I see a scene of people coming down the water slides and they look as if the speed they come down is slow. Some even come to a stop as they reach the bottom and have to push themselves off the edge into the water. I see personal belongings to my cousin or Sarah and expect the worst. I seem to think its Kaykey who's coming down the slide and that she pregnant.

As I continue to wait I see 2 dogs which come up to me. They look similar to Trigger and Rex. As I pat them they growl, but I think in the sense of jealousy.

I leave through a backyard and wait for my cousin/Rach/Kayley to hopefully meet me at McDonald's.

Dream 2

I'm at my house, inside my bedroom. I see my brother and Germain.

I'm on the computer playing the game 'need for speed world'. I'm using a dark silver car, and try to impress the guys with my driving. I seem to be hitting walls a bit but driving ok. I can see the lucid dreaming affirmations flicking on my screen while playing. I hear a noise in the background and it's Germain doing something with his saliva In his mouth, as if he was swishing it in and out of his mouth quickly.

I am now on the side of the road. It looks as if I'm near the train boom gates down monohans rd. As I'm standing there, I see the main character of the cartoon/book. He walks passed on the opposite side of the road. He looks as If he is in stilts. He's at least 10ft tall. I think to myself "WTF" as he continues to walk but at a unrealistic speed. I'm pretty sure something is not right and do a hand RC. I notice that I have a finger missing.

I see a car drive passed and I wave it down so I can talk to someone [I've never actually had a proper convocation with someone in a dream, and would like to start experimenting with it]. The car continues to drive as I stand onto the road. I see a man in the distance walking my way. I start to walk toward him feeling pretty great, knowing exactly what I was intending to do (talk to the DC about anything). I reach him and try to talk but my speech is slurred again (my previous lucid dream was the same). The man kind of looks at me. The dream fades out quickly and I decide to do a DEILD but as I await my legs become extremely itchy which disturbs my focus, and the alarm goes off anyways.

Dream 3
Recorded at 9:05am

I'm at the park near my old house and I see a sniped marksman in the distance, laying down on a hill. I think about scoping in and heading from a distance but I realize he has his back to me and decide to sneak up on him. As I get closed to him I hope that he doesn't hear me sneaking towards him. As I reach him he is kinda facing towards me and I panic and try and shoot him. All my shots miss, even a point blank range shot.

We start talking after that awkward moment and he asks If I'm a noob and I kinda feel a little shitty at my performance as he says it, cause I rate myself a lot higher then a noob. I can see Rhianna the famous singer in the distance. I notice She's wearing fashionable clothes and just wandering around the park with a bit of a crowd with her. I think my brother and another person I know is at the skate half pipe across from the park. No one is there, so they can enjoy it for themselves.

Dad comes over to where myself and the sniper kid is. Dad notices that the sniper has been fishing and steals his fish. The first fish has beautiful colors of triangles on it's back and front. Dad puts it in his own tub of water to keep it fresh. Dad grabs another fish from the kid, this time the fish is already in batter. He takes it out of the batter and places the fish down in the dirt. I think about the filthy ground with the fish on it and tell dad not to leave it there. He then places it in his water tub but the tub now has little water left. I start to fantasize about seeing Rhianna kissing me or someone else in public and see if it would end up in the headlines. I assume that with all the smart phones that the possibility would be high.

Side Notes:
I forget to stabilize my dream which doesn't help the length of the dream. I need to start reminding myself to really observe the surrounds and use the effective techniques. I seem to have a lot of lucid dreams around the time of my alarms go off. It's as if my body is beginning to awake itself which makes me more aware in my dreams which brings on the lucidity? I guess I can DEILD as my alarm goes off (I have preset alarms throughout the night which turn themselves off after a couple seconds)

July 30, 2014

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Dogs in Germany and a Failed Test

I was living in Germany, as part of my Masters in Education program. There was apparently a special set of classes abroad for people who spoke German. I was living in an apartment on a hill somewhere, it looked like it was near where I lived in Tübingen while I was there. My brother was apparently there, too. I was talking to him about how we would move all of our stuff to the airport. We had rented a car for the whole time we were there, and because we were in apartments, we had all this stuff we needed to either sell of take back home with us. I was under the impression that we were going to take it all back home. I'd also gotten two dogs while I was there. One teeny-tiny dog (which is so unlike me) and one very large dog. They've never been in the car before (I got them from a neighbor, so I didn't drive them to my apartment), so I was worried about how they would handle being in the car, and also worried about whether I would be able to get them on the plane and back home with me.

As I was putting things in the car, and getting a space ready for the dogs, my aunt L was there, for some reason. She wanted to ride in the trunk, where I was going to put the dogs. She was very adamant about it and got in the trunk, and wouldn't leave. The car was an old hatchback, by the way.

My friend Sammie was also living in the same apartment complex as I was. She was going to need an extra room for another month, so I offered her mine, and went to live at my host family's house for the rest of the time. They were gone on vacation, so I stayed at their place and watched the house for them. I was working out with Sammie all those details. I thought I was going to b there for another month, but it turned out my flight back was in a week. We somehow worked it all out, but I can't remember how.

Then, I went to check my grades from the exam I had taken for my final class. I got the results, and found out I had failed miserably and would need to take supplementary classes. But I was leaving in a week, and couldn't get my flight changed to a later date. I was miserable, and since I was at the school, I went to one of the monitors on the wall where we could check our school information. I wanted to make sure they hadn't outright kicked me out of the program. I did THAT badly. I went to a wall, hooked two parts into a device, and pulled a lever. A wall of water came down and an image was projected onto it, and I used the water-wall like a touch-screen to select files and options and whatnot. A tour group of incoming students was watching me the whole time, with looks of awe on their faces, but I had my head pressed against the wall in dejection because I was so upset.





(I woke up to loud music outside, and realized I had only been asleep for about an hour; it was 2:30 am... Fell back asleep, and stayed asleep until my alarm went off)

Poisoned the Wrong Guy

I was with Zukin in a classroom at one of the high schools in my hometown. It was apparently the office for the German faculty (though I don't know that they even have more than one or two German classes at that school haha). I knew I was at that school because of all the windows around us.

Zukin and I made an iced tea and shared it while watching some of the other teachers. I think we were interviewing for some sort of tutoring position. We didn't trust one of the teachers; he wore a suite of armor that was white and blue; mostly striped but with other intricate patterns all over it, too. So we made a plan: Zukin would be my student and offer him some iced tea. But there would be poison slipped into it.

But she went too far away and offered the poisoned tea to a different teacher on accident. Oops.





In The Mountains

I was in the mountains, on a train or bus or something going along what I think was either the northern or the southern edge of a valley. I looked out over the mountains, and noticed that they were green and lush at the bottom and in the valley, but the tops of the mountains were like the mesa biome in Minecraft; layered with orange, red, and yellow colored rock and sand, with the very peaks being vast and snowy. I don't remember what I was doing there, but it was beautiful and strange.

Id like to start off this Journal entry by saying: I just made HUGE progress with myself. I now know what a transition in a WILD feels like!


1.I was in some kind of indoor place, it was huge and was filled with all kinds of inflatable fun houses and such. I saw my cousin Mikey(at this point I was WILDing and waiting for the dream) and at the sight of him I jumped into the dream. I found myself amazed at what I just did. I patted my cousin on the shoulder and told him, "hey". I then left him and a couple. The guy in this combo was a bit heavy set and I think had a hat on. The girl was also heavy set as well. I was so happy that I think I patted the girl on the shoulder. As I continued on my journey I got a little excited. I looked at my hands to distract my emotions and stabilize. It worked. I then entered a huge arena with an enormous tower. As of right now, I was on the 2nd floor of this place. I saw my dad and sister on the same floor too. I decided I was going to have some fun, so I jumped off the ledge of the 2nd floor and as I did so, I transformed into Orion Jay. I could feel the suit covering my entire body. I grabbed onto a thick yellow pole in front of me as soon as I realized that my flying abilities weren't operating at the moment.
I slid slowly down the pole and came to a stop when I landed.
Everything was going smooth. I loved it. I turned around to see some employees working on the tower. As I looked at the tower I realized that this entire place had the color scheme of: blue, a little yellow, black, and white. I got through to the base of the tower and climbed to the top. It was really high up. My dad told me to come down because it was time for the "drinkers" to start playing on the tower. I came back down and stood on a platform next to a few adults. I found out that the "drinkers" were the people who drink alcohol. I looked down at the platform and realized that it was unstable and had holes in it. I got off of it and left the Indoor Inflatable place with my family. (This is were my lucidity level dropped and I stopped paying as much attention to everything. I became wrapped up in the dream itself more.) After I exited through the doorway I followed my family to this small area where a black guy was standing(not being racist). When we entered his little area we found out that he could not talk because he had liver problems. The lower half of his body was all wooden and it was like he was wearing wooden pants. He had a series of buttons along his zipper line which were directly on top of his crotch area. We decided to talk to him. My mom went up to him and pressed one of the buttons. Each button has a phrase on it that says something. Once my mom pressed the button the guy talked through some kind of vocal system in his body. He sounded like a robot. My mom pressed a lot of buttons and asked him a lot of questions. Usually my mom would interrupt the guy while he was talking and start saying something. I told her, "mom, let him finish his sentence, he isn't done yet." My dad agreed with me. After talking to him a bit we left his little area. As we walked away I looked at the environment around me. There was a long ditch system made out of concrete that was halfway filled with water, and the sun was setting. We eventually came to a narrow sidewalk and Mikey automatically appeared back with us. He was directly in front of me walking. We came up to a big puddle that covered half of the sidewalk and I accidentally stepped in it and got one of my shoes completely wet. Just then, it occurred to me that I now knew what a transition into a dream feels like. I became really happy and wanted to write my achievement down somewhere(usually when Im not home Ill just text whatever I want to remember to write down to myself).

2. I was in my room, and it was really dark. I was crouched down next to my drawer. I then thought to myself, "If this is a dream, patrick and all of my other friends will walk through my door. I didnt really believe that I was dreaming, so I doubted that they would come through the door, so they didnt. I remember going back to bed.

I'm on a train station platform. Am with a bunch of people like a girl like Regina and a girl who has an unzipped hoodie and who's not wearing anything underneath. We are trying to figure out something given t and m (3 and 2) and find something per sec by picking an arbitrary number and dividing (wanted it to be 2-3 but I kept getting 5 or so). I had a pencil (wooden) but dropped it on the tracks while trying to board the train. The people were going to leave but they're delayed because I need to get on with something (calculations or equipment?). There is also this black dude who also needs to get on (possibly Teal'c).

Also, recursion—kept getting a method stuck in an infinite loop so inside this thing is infinite repetition. I fire up google to show someone what recursion is and the example is different—instead of did you mean: recursion? it's like "google x = recursion y" and it repeats on the platform somewhere. I point to both and explain how it "works".

Woke up, back to sleep.

First, an FA in which I think it's almost 6. Then a very brief LD? I am on DV and my username is antioa instead of antoia, but the thread name is correct. I realize it's wrong and RC. I grab my glasses from my desk and put them on and everything becomes clear. I go onto the balcony and look to the left. Everything fades into sepia there. I look back inside my bedroom. Everything is brightly lit and different and there may have been some random people in there. I remember the competition and try to fly which sort of works but not really. Dream fades.

Woke up, back to sleep.

Mars is taken over by people possessed by Goa'ulds and pokemon and stuff. Mr Z (CS teacher) is the leader of the anti-Goa'uld (?)movement (the opposition, anyway). I am possessed by a Tok'ra. The symbiote helps me become stronger and fight. Teal'c may be there. I jump around the place going to "the Court" where people are meeting because these worm things have grown really really big and are scattered all over the place and on the roof and stuff. I accidentally crash the enemy camp and they freak out. I get the hell out of there and head towards the soldiers who are on our side. Lots of arrows are flying around, and there is one part where we have to hide out in what looks like pillow forts against an attack, probably because I crashed the enemy camp...

There is also a part with t-shirts and quotes from said Mars thing and pretty cool designs. The problem is that no one will get the reference because the thing is an obscure show.

Fragments: I have a DJ app just for lucid dreaming and it's like Evernote with notebooks and stuff and it's really nice looking like an actual book and the sidebar is filled with categories like "LDs" and "For reading (secure)" and things like that.

Sometime: there are 100+ year old people recorded and birth/death dates written on paper next to them. One of them is from 10XX to 11XX. Supposed to be Japan. I comment that the Franks took over England in 1066.

Dream 1

Finn and Jake from Adventure Time fell out with each other because Jake kept calling all humans fat. Then a huge pokemon popped out the grass, it was like a whale. Finn tried to catch it with a pokeball, inside that pokeball was his main pokemon and he lost that and also the whale. So he had to get it back, by doing so he climbed to the top of the tree and Jake had to protect him.

Dream 2

I was skydiving, keep having skydiving dreams recently after going for my birthday lol. It felt like a long dream but I cba to write all the details out as I feel like I've wrote it over about 100 times now! In short I went skydiving, jumped out the plane, had the full freefall, opened chute, landed and bought the DVD at the end. My brother asked me mid jump 'does it matter where you land?'

#335 - DILD - Time Unknown

Unfortunately, I don't recall much from this lucid but I definitely know I had become lucid at some point. I have a feeling it was a much longer dream before hand. I recall wondering around a town that looked like Trost district.

The only lucid part I recall is hearing and feeling the thunderous sound of a Titan running up on me. I turn to see this guy...



I immediately fly up like I have a 3D maneuvering harness and swing around to attack the nape of the neck. I realize I forgot to summon a sword when my finger nails rake across skin. I see 3 or 4 red slashes but I was only on the Titans shoulder.
I wake to and gross phantom sensation on my left fingers.

I fell back to sleep immediately after this and was unable to recall the details or record anything in my pillow DJ.

I later have a NLD about watching very fat people play basketball against lean athletic people in a high school gym. The score board showed 40 point for the lean team and 7 points for the fat team and it was after half time. I watched how the fat players got winded really easily. There's no chance they can win. There were some random things that did in my bleachers. Something about half time. Then, at the end of the 4th quarter the fat team made 7 baskets all at once to win by two points. I felt confusion at the visual of seeing this. I wonder how it was all possible and how they had 7 basketballs at once.

Remember when I said my goal for this month was to have atleast 4 LDs? Well, time is running out and this night is pretty much my last chance at archieving that goal. The plan: Have succesful DEILD and linking atleast 2 LDs together like a lucid-master that had years of practise. I can already imagine what my mantra will sound like or rather me threatening myself to have LDs, OR ELSE!

Dreams from last night were quiet clear and I woke up twice in between dreams.

1. The perfect match

I'm playing a weird football game with people I know from school in some giant ice stadium. It's not normal football though, you hold some board and carry a small yellow ball in it. You run and try throwing the ball towards the goal using the board but the most difficult part is actually getting the ball when it's on the ground. Anyway, I'm really good at it for some reason and we make a lot of points. The end score: 211-21 which made a player from the other team really pissed. He's a guy I know from school IRL and he's a jerk... really he thinks he's the man while actually he smokes some joints behind school every midday. Back to the dream again, I'm about to leave the stadium, everyone already left but I hear something. When I check back I see the person from the other team beating up an employee from the stadium throwing him against the wall. He quickly gets taken away by the security and I make my way to the cafeteria where I see a teacher sitting at a table. I go up to him and sit down, I ask him where everyone is cause besides him and me the whole place is deserted. He tells me to go and look around.

I wake up, try doing SSILD I think but quickly fall asleep again.

2. The shop

The dream picks up where the previous one stopped, I make my way to a video shop across the lobby in the stadium where I see some people. I'm already glad to see some life cause I have this constant eery feeling that something might get me when I'm alone. I look around but don't see any familiar faces, there's one guy I remember quiet clearly, he was sitting at a desk testing out a new computer or game. He had long slightly red hair and looked like a stereotype gamer, he was wearing pink headphones and I didn't bother making any contact with him. I looked around searching for a film or game I might like but realize I don't have any money so I leave.

I don't know wether I wake up again or just keep dreaming, it's very blurry.

3. Snowy mountains

Somewhere in this giant stadium complex I find a doorway which leads to a MASSIVE indoor mountain range completly snowed under. I don't know how I navigate it so quickly but I think I have some snowboard with a propulsion system on it. I fly over the mountain zigzag down at high speed, in short I have a good time but then I notice I'm all alone. My snowboard breaks and it falls down a grate near the entrance of the indoor mountain. I can't reach it and get that eery feeling again.

I enter a dream. Another WILD. Not extremely normal for me, but I'll take it.
RC/Stabilize. There is a car show going on and there are people sitting on a completely white stage that is spinning, with a blue Lambo on it. Ophelia is talking on a microphone, I recognize her voice. She introduces the next person as Canis and I perk up. She fades out and Canis starts talking about a red Ferrari behind him. I step out of the audience (I seem to be the only one there), and I step in front of canis. He waves and my alarm goes off.

Fragment 1 ,12:33 AM: Dreamer is teaching me how to WILD. A neat SL where I am "aware" that I am in a NLD. Driving in a car, with brightly-colored backgrounds to the environment. Dreamer's main advice seems to be relax and have fun. Dog bark and shout in WL from the street wake me up and out of this. Believe Xanous here as well, but not sure.

Fragments 2, 5:28 AM: Dreamer is teaching the whole DV community how to WBTB and incubate dreams. At some point I am nervous about my dream practice, but then decide that whatever I am doing is probably OK. More here but C/R.

Lucid, 8:45 AM: I am walking between classes back in high school. I am outside, and walking along a sidewalk outside. I glance at my wristwatch and realize it is 6:40 pm. I am confused, as I am not sure how it can be 6:40 at night while I am at school. I nose pinch and can breathe. I become lucid, but do not fully understand what is going on. I am under the impression that my WL body is asleep somewhere on campus (maybe I took a nap somewhere?) and that I will be late for class if I don't wake up. I try to wake up a few times (by "opening my eyes") and fail. I am surprised, b/c this has not failed me in the past.

Before I try to wake up, though, I decide to enjoy the dream a bit. I attempt to fly, and C/R whether or not I manage to do so. However, I do climb up a metal radio tower of sorts, and consciously make my body lighter in order to pull myself through the air and not damage the thing, fragile pieces of tower. In dream, I think I am adjusting gravity, lol. I try very hard to remember where I have fallen asleep, or what waking life looks like at the moment, but cannot.

FA: I "awake" from this dream into a world more populated with DCs, but same landscape. I am no longer a student at the school but am now a teacher (wtf?). I hear a PA announcement telling me to come to the dean's office. I follow, and am met by someone who demands to know where I have been. I explain that I fell asleep "up in some damned tower" and am told my picture needs to be taken. A ceremony is going on, and I am asked to partake in it. A special, heavy jacket is placed on my shoulders. However, the people involved soon find out I am not a Christian and take the jacket back! I don't care though and just wander off. Another announcement comes over the PA and says employees cannot leave until 4:30 pm.

Fragment 3: My stepfather taking family out to eat. My mom narrates this dream, explaining how he has exerted control over us using his wealth and influence (). He says something nasty to me, but I do not respond, as I am conscious of eating the roast beef dinner he has just paid for.

Fragment 4: A man is teaching children to LD. He explains that a good reality check for children to do is to stop breathing, and wait for a superhero to rescue them. He advises parents to keep a good watch on their child though, as sometimes a superhero will not arrive and the child may die. He demonstrates by saving a child who is currently not breathing (and obviously not being rescued via dream!).

Ritual: Went to bed around 12:50am. Woke naturally at 3:32. Seemed a bit soon to WBTB but my motivation was good and I recalled traces of imagery so decided to go for it. Drank guayusa tea and read Brooks & Vogelsong. Before going to bed did hybrid of SSILD/counting/affirmation while sitting in chair. Technique: counted incrementally while breathing slowly and deeply, thinking the number on each in-breath, and on outbreath rotated between senses (thinking "look," "listen," or "feel") and then adding an affirmation, letting it fall randomly between "always lucid" or "always aware." Counted to fifty in this way, though I was impressed how easily it was to lose track of the number (this is good, it means the mind is losing its focus on waking life) even while sitting upright in a chair. Returned to bed at 4:52am and continued counting up to 70 while lying on my back, then ceased the practice and turned on my left side to sleep. I soon realized that I'd overdone the WBTB a bit and was excessively wakeful, but consoled myself that I should be able to return to sleep eventually given how few hours I had gotten so far, and my chances for WILDing should be improved by this touch of insomnia.

I had made sure to fix a very clear task in mind: I had read about the "fairy tale" challenges on DV and they seemed potentially interesting, but I realized I should make a clear plan. If I did successfully WILD I would find myself in my house, so how would I go about pursuing the task? My idea was this: grab a loaf of bread from the kitchen, exit the front door, turn right and walk up the hill, where in a previous WILD I had passed through a tunnel and found myself in a deep, dark forest. I could leave a trail of bread crumbs and see what happened from there.

WILD #1: It took a long time to go back to sleep. Eventually I felt sensations I interpreted as the onset of SP: tingling and distortion of the physical body, then a sense of weight on my chest so localized and specific that I wondered if the cat had actually jumped on me, but the weight quickly increased beyond that of any cat. I was encouraged because it seemed like this transition was happening very cleanly and consciously, and turned my attention to beginning to "move" the non-physical "body." I was careful not to wiggle my fingers or adjust my limbs lest I break SP, so I concentrated on unnatural movements like full-body rotation. I could begin to feel my body swinging in a horizontal rotation but didn't yet have enough traction to "get up" out of bed. Suddenly I felt a vertical "lift" as though my body had floated up several feet, and the next moment I was standing on my feet next to the bed. "And I'm up!" I thought to myself, pleased.

I noticed right away how dark it was, and despite the clarity of the transition, I did not feel well-integrated into the dream body. I deduced that this was probably a consequence of weak REM-state, given how little sleep I had gotten before the WBTB. I thought I'd better do some stabilization, so I touched some surfaces around me and then rubbed my hands together. This felt lifelike enough, so I became too easily complacent and didn't do anything further to integrate... a mistake, as it turned out. But I was pre-occupied with performing my task and didn't want to get distracted to the point where I never left the antechamber, as so often happens, so I rushed to get started.

I moved swiftly toward the kitchen and picked up the bag of bread from the counter as I passed through. It felt quite full, and I recalled that I had bought a new bag just the other day in waking life. Although the environment was still very muddy and vague, I could easily find my way through the house out of habit, so I headed straight for the front door. As I was crossing the threshold, I noticed that the bag of bread suddenly felt very light, as though there were only a few slices left. I hesitated for a moment, wondering if I should return to the kitchen, but didn't want to be distracted from my task, so I figured, "That's alright, I can always manifest more."

I walked out into the night, the outdoor environment no more distinct than the indoors had been, but I knew where I was going. I turned right and began to walk uphill, reaching into the bag to start dropping breadcrumbs. To encourage the right environment to appear, I started muttering under my breath: "Entering the world of Hansel & Gretel. Entering the world of Hansel & Gretel." But I only got off two recitations before I abruptly awoke. I realized my error at once: the dreamspace outside the antechamber is always less stable, and in my impatience to get started on the task, I hadn't integrated properly before exiting.

I lay for a long time in the position I woke in. Often I can seamlessly re-enter a WILD if I half-wake and don't move. But this was no half-waking: my mind was fully awoken and I soon realized that holding my position would be of no use, sleep had well and truly gone. I used the bathroom so it wouldn't pre-occupy me later and returned to bed, lying on my other side now to make a fresh start. By now the sun was rising so I got out my sleep mask from the drawer. I hate wearing it, but I could tell the light would be disruptive today. I considered checking the time but was trying not to stimulate wakefulness any further, so deliberately decided not to. It was evidently around sunrise, anyway, which occurred at 6:01am today according to Google. That was well over an hour after I had finished my WBTB and the dream can only have lasted a few minutes, so it must have taken me a very long time to fall asleep beforehand.

WILD #2: I lay on my right side and tried to keep a positive attitude: of course I can do it again! I re-WILD all the time! Not usually from such drastic awakening, admittedly, but I didn't let myself focus on the negatives. I wondered if I should rise and write a report, but reflected that there was little to report apart from the exact wording of the phrases I had thought or spoken, and these I had already scrawled in my notepad. The rest, what little there was, would be easy to remember. So I let go of those worries and focused attention on my breathing, remembering not to "try" to fall asleep but just let it happen. Eventually, it did.

Whereas the previous transition had been so vivid, this time I was surprised to find myself simply standing at the foot of the bed. I hadn't noticed the separation. But at least I remembered where I had gone wrong in the last attempt, and reminded myself: don't rush it. Get traction. Find something to do in the antechamber to better immerse yourself.

I noticed that this time the bedroom was full of books, stacked in messy piles and filling bags all over the floor. I figured that these would provide a good opportunity to more fully engage my senses in the dreamspace. So I selected a few and carried them with me as I moved out of the room. The kitchen floor was also covered with books, so many piles and stacks that was actually hard to pick a path through them. I was picking up volumes more or less at random until I noticed what was clearly an artist's sketchbook, a spiral-bound 9"x12" Strathmore, on top of one pile. "Oh, I should look at that!" I thought, and grabbed it. Finally I made my way to the living room, where I found a small oriental rug on the floor (about 2'x3', black pattern on a white background) and sat down on it to begin to peruse my books.

I chose the sketchbook first, because I was the most curious what I might find inside this one, and dream pictures tend to be easier to perceive and remember afterwards than dream text. The first picture I saw upon opening it was a portrait of what looked like a tribal chieftain, showing the upper half of his body and filling the whole page. He looked about middle-aged, with angular but weather-beaten features. The most distinctive element of the portrait, dominating most of the visual space, was the enormous headdress he was wearing. It wasn't made of feathers or any obvious RL material but seemed composed of abstract patterns with a Mayan styling to them. I took note of the colors. The headdress was all in shades of red, mostly an earthy brick shade. There were constrasting shades of muted green in the distinctive wide straps criss-crossing his body in various places. It didn't occur to me at the time, but the obvious deduction is that these straps were there to secure the enormous headdress.

After looking carefully at the first drawing, I turned the page. The next image I saw was more cartoon-like. The page was divided into four rectangular panels, each one the width of the page, and stacked vertically. There was a caption, though I don't remember if it was above or below the panels: "Doyle Oss Toss." How clever, I thought... until I realized that it didn't rhyme as well as I had thought at first, because I was aware from the start that "Oss" meant "Owl" but soon realized that the RL word had been distorted unrecognizably to fit the rhyme. My dream texts often demonstrate this tendency to favor rhyme and alliteration over comprehensible meaning.

The four panels showed the Doyle Owl being punted by a large shaggy grey wolf. The Owl was on the left, the wolf on the right, and the setting suggested the outdoors but was very plain, with little in the background to distract the eye. The sky behind them was dark. The first panel showed the Owl already in mid-air, with the wolf's head lowered, evidently having just head-butted it. The second panel showed the Owl about halfway down, in the act of falling, the wolf's head still lowered. The third panel showed the Owl having come to rest again on the ground, the wolf's position unchanged. The last panel showed the Owl lying on the ground where it had fallen, and now the wolf had lowered its haunches into a crouch and lifted its head toward the sky, howling in what I interpreted as triumph.

I think I might have spied one more drawing but I don't remember it, because around this time I woke up. In a false awakening. Which I didn't recognize. Responsibly, I immediately began to record the dream on my notepad, first sketching out the four-panel cartoon I have just described. After completing that, I started blocking out the tribal chieftain, and made some notes about the colors. I think I wrote about the green straps first, and when I started trying to describe the particular shades of red in the headdress, the dream began to evolve, and I thought I remembered dreaming that I was a sultan who had a vizier who wore a turban constructed of red cloth in various textures and shades, including a dark red kerchief. It's possible that this image relates to a drawing from the original sketchbook that I've forgotten, because as I was jotting down notes about color of his headgear a new visual appeared, where I could see the vizier from above and behind, with a clear vantage on the dark red kerchief, and I was surprised because I knew that I had not previously seen him from that perspective.

Before the FA could evolve any more, I woke up for real and recognized that I had just been writing my dream report in another dream, and I'd better get up and do it properly. In this case I didn't mind the delay because writing it down in the FA had helped cement the details in memory (this is not always the case). So I started jotting down my notes on the notepad next to my bed... only to realize soon after I'd started that even though I was more or less awake now, I still wasn't actually doing it, I was still just experiencing a kind of half-dreamed enactment of writing, and I should stop tricking myself and physically get out of bed so I could be sure I was doing it properly. So I got up and hastily sketched out the four-panel again—noticing with amusement how much crappier it looked in RL than in the more elegantly sketched version from my initial FA. I noted the time of rising as 6:56am, and recorded the rest of the dream on my laptop.