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School Pool

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am to late for P.E. and use the excuse that I had a doctors appointment. Everybody is dressed up. My courtyard is filled with water and a lot of people are swimming. I am standing on the roof and think about trying an Assasins Cree

Beautiful Accident

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am driving in a car. My dad seems to be driving but the car breaks down. I get out and the car behind us has to avoid our car and crashes into the oncoming traffic. A crying girl comes out. She looks extremely beautiful and I feel sad that she is crying.
I find myself in a house with the girl. We are cuddeling and it feels real nice. We keep going but my somebody comes in and looks at us in a weird way... wtf dude bro code and stuff

Really, I'm desperate for another LD it's like I'm on a withdrawal or something!

1. War game

I'm playing some kind of game, it's an RTS and I see small groups of soldiers and tanks driving around a city killing monsters I think. They have little nametags above them which goes red when they die, some texts are larger than other. The city looked cold, maybe somewhere in Russia?

2. Excluded

I'm walking to the supermarket with a good friend of mine and we talk about a task of history that we finished some time ago. (IRL it was a group task and we had to find as much information about a random WW1 soldier as possible, I found a death prayer card, his grave, where he fought and how he died.) We walked inside and I saw long rows of books/bundles, these were the tasks of other groups and I was wondering if our copy was in there too. After some searching I found nothing but I did stumble across a blue book with title 'The first world war.'. Then I look at a pile of bundles on the ground which my friend was already searching through, there I found a document with my class-code on '5 EWe' which stands for '5 Economie Wetenschappen', translated in english '5 Economics and Science'. I talked to him for a while about why we weren't included and the last I know is looking down an aisle.

3. What happened here?

I'm in an old mansion somewhere in spain, I think it's the mayor's house of a small town because throughout the dream I sometimes had a bird's view of the surroundings which showed a large white house on a hill with smaller houses around it and a large wall. Inside the house is completely deserted, it's slowly crumbling and the sun shines weakly through the large windows in the main hall. There are massive staircases leading up to the second floor, it's difficult to describe this hall so I'm attempting to recreate in using Blender but this could take many more months of learning. Anyway, I'm walking around and sometimes catch glimpses of ghosts, a small boy and his father. I also experience flashbacks where I see the kid playing with a red ball in his hand, he throws it up against the ceiling on the stairs and some of the ceiling crumbles down. His father is angry about him damaging the ceiling so he takes the ball and starts damaging the ceiling even more. I think he wants to damage it more and then tell his wife or something the kid did it so he gets punished more I think. I also see this happening in the present time in the old abandoned house, the ghost look like humans but are dark grey and you can see through them.

Sorry I'm a bit late with this one, I just couldn't find a moment yesterday to make this entry.

1. The German hotel

I'm in a hotel somewhere in Germany, it's rather small and is located on a hill in the middle of a city. It's quiet late and the sun is starting to set, it's winter by the way and there's snow outside covering the whole city. I'm walking through some hallways with my mother and sister, we go on a balcony which is normally only for employees but it was open and we walked through the door. By now it's night and the moon shines bright and blue high up in the sky, the view from the balcony is beautifull with a panorama over the city with it's lights. It is very cold and the balcony floor is covered in ice, on a low wall are 3 wooden barrels, they're open and in these I see a liquid, it's beer! Although it's freezing outside the beer is not frozen, I think of a YT-video where someone puts a coke in the freezer, takes it out liquid, gives it a shake and it instantly freezes. So I stick my hand in the beer and it quickly starts freezing, I pull out and there's a little chunk of beer-ice on my finger. I eat it and it tastes like frozen beer. Then I'm suddenly in the restaurant of the hotel, it's very small and thin but nice. After some time I say I'm already going to the hotel room to get a shower. Suddenly I'm showering.

Next entry will be up in a few minutes.

So I can't remember this dream very well, I'll write it out how my notes read

Dream 1

Mum said she'd walk me out to the car, poke head in car park. Sing Lil Durk - Dis Aint What You Want. Guy off twitter offers me weed for £70, say no. Then in a room, blowing (Unreadable - think it says 'shisha') which cost £10 pound. Meet 2 people of twitter.

Dream 2

I was at Uni for this new course, we all had to do some presentation to begin the course. I I accidentally hit this girl on the arm and she was upset and when I went to sit down next to her at the computer she told me to go away as I hurt her,. So I said cool cool, I'll sit here then. I went to move on this table by another girl and she was like, no no no don't move really, so I sat back next to her. We were doing work together and decided we would do our project together rather than separate. We started to get along now. Then this guy on my course had met this girl for the first time and he fell deeply in love haha. He told everyone to be quiet and began singing to her, I was cringing hard. Then someone shouted out 'This is real love for ya!'

I hate when I go to bed early to make sure I get enough sleep and firmly command my brain not to forget my dreams in the morning, I sleep on it very well yet when I wake up, naturally, I can't remember a single thing! It doesn't discourage me but it'd be cool to remember a dream or two and then have some lucid dreams . Anyway, let's see what happens tonight !

1st segment
kinda drowsy eyed, but i am awake so...didnt reember 1st segment

2nd segment
I remember wanting to buy a vape from the vape store. I told Igor jokingly that I was going to start vaping 12mg. Also i wanted to steal a sharpie vape rom wallgreens. I didn't though.

Ever have those dreams where you wake up and just can't remember it in full? So much happens that you just forget how things happen.

The whole dream, or set of dreams, centered on this group of friends. I believe it started when we were driving past this group of people walking along the side of the road. We decided to turn around and walk with these people to see what they were up to. There was 2 people leading the others, with around 4 people in back. It was in a countryside. I saw a forest on one side of the road and open fields and crops on the other. We walked for some time, but I tried catching up to the people in front. I don't think I ever made it.
There was this hotel that I visited a few times. It had this special elevator in it that went to a secret base if you knew how to properly activate it. This was the group's base of operations I think. It had this professor inside who I went to for information a few times. I think the elevator came from me wanting to do the TOTM. I sadly do not recall much about this professor though. He may have been someone like Albert Einstein or master splinter, I just do not remember. The dream may have involved time travel. I remember there being a girl that I really liked, and she liked me back. She had red hair and was really pretty. We spent as much time as we could together, but at one point I was turned into a child for reasons I can't remember. We still spent time together, but we couldn't be as close.
There was another scene that had this huge pit of gunk. It was the nastiest water you could ever think of. It went down a long way, but it had something special at the bottom. I think it was an instant death crystal or something. I remember seeing this pit twice. Once full of water and once empty. It was a circular pit full of mystery, but too dangerous to go near no matter how full it was. My dream mother (who I think was actually Emma from Once Upon a Time) was looking into this pit with the van parked next to it. We were allowed to look into mysteries, kind of like the scooby doo gang, but our leader was quite strict. I believe our leader was the same guy from the elevator part. There was this little girl (Looked like Wendy from Once Upon a time) who only had one chance to be part of this group, and if she screwed it up then she was out. My dream mom had two chances. There was this second van driving over to us which had the leader in it and the little girl who was in the passenger seat decided to drive the car out of the way of the other van. My dream mom got mad at her and told her it was not acceptable to drive the car. She was party on edge since the car almost knocked her into the pit. The professor got angry at my mom and said she was in the wrong for correcting the girl, and told her she is on her last chance. There was one final part of the dream that involved one of the group's grandfather being poisoned. We went into the creepy house and saw him lying on the ground almost dead. There was a sign there with 5 Bonk! Atomic Punches from TF2 that said we must drink the blood if he is to survive. We all drank, and it made us all crumble to the ground with how gross it tasted. A few of us even threw some of it back up. We got word of another incident, and we went across the street to check it out. The same thing had happened to another family, but we weren't about to repeat what we had just done.
The last thing I remember was seeing a group of friends just like us that were still around the neighborhood from when they used to be the go to people 50 years ago. They were very old and creepy though, and they were talking abut magic and how they wanted our youth and power. I think they were the ones behind this mystery.

I remembered a lot, but don't know the order or many specifics. Oh well, there will be more dreams.

I've decided to try and DEILD from normal dreams more, instead of doing MILD only. DEILDing didn't work, but I got an awesome lucid anyways !
I got way lazy when I woke up from it though and I didn't write it down until I woke up for good, so my recall sucks.

Lucidity: 7.5
Control: 7/10
Vivacity: 8.5/10

I'm at a skate park outside, I did a little bit of parkour training. At one point an old friend of mine does a really awesome trick on his skate board. I walk up to him like "dude that was awesome !" and he answers that my stuff wasn't bad either. He gets to my side, his hand on my shoulder. An other one of my friends (which I rarely see anymore) is standing to my left, as I observe the sky.
The moon is very bright, and it's got red, glowing scars on it. I check reality.
"Guys ! We're dreaming !" I say before I realize that I'm the only one dreaming there. "Well this is a dream, anyway."
The guys are not showing great excitement, they answer like "Oh, yeah, it is."
I look around, there are a few trees around and a road in front of me. The looks of the trees makes me think that we're in fall; the don't have many leaves on.
I let my friends there, and I set out to explore the dream world a bit. I'm really happy to be dreaming.
I'm walking on the road in a place which looks a bit like a fusion of New York and Paris. This could be a false memory, but I'm pretty sure that I climbed onto a yellow taxi and took off to fly a bit.

(...)

I'm in my Dad's apartment, I think I came in from the window.
At first I find the apartment empty, but then my dad comes in with a lot of clones of himself. I automatically assume that these clones will behave like robots. I am surprised when I realize that each one of these clones behave just like my dad does in rea life. My brother comes in too with a few clones of himself.
Oh, if everybody has clones in this house and they all behave like real people, then I might as well go look for myself !
I turn to my right and open the door which leads to my bedroom, and a younger clone of me appears behind it. He looks like I used to look when I was 13, except he's about as tall I as am now. His hair is longer and straight, whereas mine are now shorter and almost curly. He's also a lot bonier than me: I used to eat a very little bit and I didn't exercise much back then then. His cheeks are rounder though, like when I was 12 or something like that. I was about to ask him some questions but I'm interrupted by my dad.
"Hey, [Higat]," he calls, "come here, I got something to show you !"
I turn around, leaving my clone hanging there.
My dad tells my brother and me that since this is a dream, we can run really fast. He starts running and I see glowing red copies of himself behind him, like in comic books or stuff like that.
Oh, the clones turned into that !
I try it out too and it's fun, but it reminds me of teleportation which seems way more fun.
"Hey dad, you wanna try a little in-dream fight !?"
He smiles like "Ok, but I'll win."
I decide to try something that I've thought of in real life: when I try to teleport at short disctances, I usually try to see myself teleporting in 3rd person. This time, I decide to go 1st person.
Now this might not seem like a friendly fight, but it was. lol
I run and, all in slow motion, I teleport next to my dad and I kick him in the ribs. I teleport in the air in front of him and spin kick him in the side of his head, and I teleport again in the air behind him to kick him in the other side of his head. I teleport back in front of him.
When I'm teleporting, I'm just willing to be at the place that I want to be at as I'm already engaging my next move.

(...)

I'm in my grandparent's front yard, and I'm showing off to DCs as I run super fast onto walls and around them with the same red glowing copies of myself behind me. At one point I notice that I'm so fast that people can barely see me. The DCs don't really care.

Morning of July 22, 2014. Tuesday.



My dream starts with highly unorthodox fishing. The location seems to be a new composite of our old (and first) home on Gellibrand Street (Clayfield, in Queensland, Australia) mixed with my sister’s old home on Loomis Street (La Crosse, Wisconsin, in America). The main ambiguity of the composite is relative to the porches. There seem to be two couches, both oriented north to south and facing west (assuming the Loomis Street house orientation). One couch is on the porch and the other inside the main room (Loomis Street house living room or Gellibrand Street bedroom), where there are large windows open to the porch in direct view of the other couch.

The couch inside the house is like the one I had in Florida, where the seat lifts up and there is a larger storage area underneath utilizing large boxlike compartments. The fishing, oddly enough, can start when I fill the storage area with water. After a time, when the water fills the bottom and a part of the floor somehow (though not very deep), fish may start to somehow come in from a nearby source, seemingly because they can then swim from some sort of channel or conduit near the house into the area occupied by the couch. As bizarre as that sounds, and as aware that I am, I do not catch on that I am dreaming.

There is a scene where an unknown dark-haired girl in glasses is on the porch. About three monkeys had been on the back of the couch on the porch. I notice that the foam-like stuffing is coming out from at least two large tears over the top of the back of the couch. It looks as if it had been shredded in that area. I realize that the monkeys had been eating the foam. One is still there and eating some of the foam. The girl also eats some of it while standing behind the couch. I call to my brother-in-law Bob to say that the monkey is eating the foam, and the girl thinks I am referring to her when I say “monkey” and expresses both annoyance and amusement. This situation is not resolved, as I just go back to fishing under the other couch in the house.

I watch the water closely and soon notice a fish (which I am aware came through a conduit near the wall or baseboard that connects to a larger body of water somewhere) following my bait in the storage area (as the couch seat is still up), which is a large earthworm I had put on a hook. Even though the water seems shallow, it swims and hooks itself and I catch it. It appears to be a small rock bass. I am also aware of a few other small fish; too small to bother with. After a time, I notice a shadow that seems like a very large fish, although this of course is not logical due to the shallow water. I believe it may be a large snake. I manage to hook it but decide to leave the house, leaving my fishing equipment behind, in case it is venomous.

I go into the kitchen and even though I am not lucid, I have full control of some events. The long, larger blacksnake comes into the room, but my brother-in-law will likely be able to deal with it and get it to go back outside. My sister Marilyn (deceased in reality) is also present. I rise in the air and not only do I have precise control of where I am in the air, I am able to stand “solidly” wherever I want in midair in any area of the room. This control is so precise, it is almost hard for me to believe now, when awake. Of course I get as close to the ceiling as possible in case the snake tries to strike, but mostly I move about in standing position in midair at various heights. Standing in midair does not seem unusual at all.

In the last part of my dream, when the snake has been forced back outside, I eventually go outside and to a small overpass over a large culvert area, which seems similar to the area my son took martial arts classes but larger and more expansive. Looking down, I see a tremendously large lighter brown serpent moving out from under the arced bridge below. Its head alone is about the size of three buses side-by-side. I do not even think about the extreme unlikelihood that a snake could be so impossibly huge and I see it as the “same” snake from earlier. (I am also aware that I had beckoned it somehow with my expectant waiting and readiness to see it, knowing it had likely left the house but just wanting to be sure it had left the house.) I am not really afraid. I am getting ready to inform my relatives about the snake being outside now when a pickup truck drives into and over it somehow. As the truck goes over it at an angle, leaving deep tire tracks on the top of its body, I notice that this huge serpent is seemingly being “destroyed” because it is like very soft mud. A couple more vehicles go over it, leaving deep ruts on its head and back until it is difficult to tell the giant snake from muddy recesses and inclinations.

Over time, the “same” blacksnake from before that had been in the house somehow comes from out of the “mangled” tremendous serpent as if it is still somehow the same snake all this time and it seems unharmed, though slightly sluggish.

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This may relate, on one level, to my digestive system. I have come to learn that, since early childhood, a snake, depending on my dream (and dream type), is often associated with the intestines (due to the shape and the coiling factor). In this particular case, there are other clues, such as the kitchen (place where I eat and drink), the implied conduit (digestive passage), lifting the couch seat up and filling with water (a possible toilet symbol), eating the wrong food (too much sugar or salt) as the foam stuffing from the other couch eaten by the monkeys and unknown girl, and too much monkeying around and needing to “put on glasses” to see more clearly what I am really consuming. Seeing the snake become huge (a bigger digestion problem than usual), but yet return to normal with focus and drive.

A snake, when rendered more realistically, is a main biological RAS waking alert, though does not fully serve that function here. However, I am on a bridge watching it below me. A bridge symbolizes a potential shift in consciousness, so that RAS potential is still a part of my dream’s dynamics.

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Fragment: I am in my SOPHMORE YEAR social studies class talking about the midterm that takes place on a saturday with the teacher.

Fragment: I am at S's house. His house is not normal. It is this huge mansion that is white both inside and out.

Fragment:I am working on a graphic design project. I have two identical laptops and my files appear to be split between them.

I am talking with a dream character who is writing a novel. The title is 'Old Geezers like To Sit by the Pool' and the premise of the novel is as follows. There is a young boy who was born with a birth deformity on his stomach. This gets him made fun of by other kids, and he does not like to take of his shirt and swim in the pool. So whenever his family goes to the pool, he ends up sitting by the side of the pool and talking with old people.
Over the course of the novel, the boy has many life-changing discussions with various old people while sitting by the side of the pool. They help him correct mistakes in his life, such as getting married, choosing the correct job, raising his kids, etc.
Eventually the boy himself becomes an elderly man, and while sitting by the pool one day he sees a young girl getting made fun of...
Anyways the DC has written a rough copy of the novel and they want me to help them revise and edit it. How? By becoming a character IN the novel and experiencing the story firsthand. The DC writes my name in the first chapter and ZAP, I'm a part of the story.
So I get teleported in. This is the opening scene, where we see the boy getting made fun of. He is perhaps 8 years old. And, just as described, several kids make fun of him. He starts to get out of the pool, then one kid pushes him over the edge and the main character tries to drown him. The bully's parents intervene, and they get mad at the main character. He gets out of the pool and walks over to where the old people are sitting.
The writer starts talking to me, and asks me if I thought that was an effectively sad scene. I tell him that it really makes me feel more angry than sad. I almost wanted to hit those bullies even though they were probably half my age.

Dream - Lucid

I was inside some building at night. I don't know for sure what it was, but I was inside a bathroom in this building. Inside the bathroom was me, a police officer or some kind of law enforcement officer, and Doug Funny, who was the criminal. It was like he was trying to escape. He had a mean, angry look on his face, and had blood on his shirt. I remember the police saying something to him. They left me with him so I could detain him.

Instead of detaining him, I spoke with him calmly. I looked for the wounds that were causing him to bleed, and saw two areas that looked like a bunch of raised blisters, one of the back of his head, and one on his stomach, but the one on his stomach was just a bunch of nutshells. I brushed off the nutshells. I told him I would bandage up the back of his head. He asked me to wrap some gauze around it. I told him I would.
"Let me go look in the first aid kit," I said.

I looked for the first aid kit, and couldn't find it.

I then was in a room in the same building that had some long cafeteria tables in it. There were a few people at the tables eating, one being one of my managers from my old job, Laura. I think Doug Funny was also sitting there. I was worried that he would get in trouble for being there. I sat at a table that had someone else at it, but I sat alone. I was looking at my phone; I knew the sun would be up soon (I think this was bleeding in from having to be up early for work this morning). I remember talking to Laura at some point.

I then went looking for another bathroom, because I had to go. I found two bathrooms, and instead of being marked "Men's" and "Women's", they were marked "Physical" and "Spiritual". I knew it was referring to physical families and spiritual families, and it had something to do with the Muslim faith. I went inside the one that said spiritual. Inside, there were these huge, luxurious stalls. I went into one that was close to the back. No one else was in there, but I felt more comfortable there. I sat on the toilet, and an oriental woman came up to me and started setting up this station for a foot massage. I quickly told her
"No thank you, I don't need a foot massage!"
She promptly left. I didn't want a foot massage while I was pooping.

I remember having flesh-colored feces in a plastic Ziplock bag. I had to hold them in place while I tried to go to the bathroom? Didn't really understand this part too well.

Then, as I was leaving the bathroom, I ran into a young Middle Eastern couple, maybe in their 30's or so. The man started to speak with me about Muslim spiritual families, using all these terms that I did not understand. His wife then said
"Honey, she has no idea what you're talking about."

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I know I had a dream before this one, but again, insomnia kicked my ass for half the night. Getting pretty fed up with this sleeplessness stuff. I guess I was spoiled for awhile and was getting plenty of sleep. Now, I just can't seem to catch more than a few hours. Bleh.

We were reviewing our large list of properties to figure out which would be good rental properties.

Later a female renter and her baby had been living in our home with us, and were moving away. I was talking with her father and saying that we still would continue to consider her and the baby like family even though they were moving out. He responded something like "Any man who has lived with my daughter and her child is family to me." He made it sound like something lewd had happened between his daughter and my husband. While I knew nothing had happened, I was uncomfortable: the father's comment made something beautiful into something ugly.

Another awesome multi-sleep-cycle dreaming night with good retention, woohoo just need to start converting these to lucids somehow.

Will fill in details later when I have a real keyboard

16 minutes of voice recorder notes. Remee on, first waking came just about exactly at remee signal interval (4.5 hours)

+ escape from the bad boys to the golf course (near-epic)

+ signing a contract to take care of the doctors baby for 2 weeks for free

+ my kids catch me with NSFW content on the laptop and unclothed lying on the living room floor, very embarrassing

+ KS's father allows me in the club, luxurious and crazy tennis, exchanging gifts with Arnold Schwarzenegger

+ attack on our club I am a newbie with a shotgun getting advice from a veteran I shoot an opponent starting the war

+ playing chess he's really pushing his pawns my pieces are not yet on the board put them there use queen to back up my pawn break

+ tennis test I pass with faster and faster and more and more accurate volleys I may play Ivan Lendl I go lok for my shoes and socks to get ready to play

+ elevator in the hardware store they're evacuating go outside it's cold/rainy need to get back to the other section of the store which is far away

A friend and I are chased out of a Tibetan village by angry men trying to kill me with rocks and sticks. We run down a trail through the woods, straight into an old WWII tank, shooting directly at us. The tank shots don't go through big trees, but get stuck inside, and then explode, completely obliterating the trees. The same happens with rocks that we try to hide behind. We turn and run through more of the forest, off of any trail. Two people on a dirt bike are riding through the woods opposite of us, and 100ft to our right. I quickly drop to the ground so they don't see us, but they do. The person on the back of the dirt bike has a fully automatic rifle, and what appears to be lots of ammo.

We take cover behind some huge trees. I can see through one of the trees, and notice the rifle being aimed directly at me through the tree. So I crouch down as a bullet grazes my back, burning and tearing some of my skin off as it passes. This motivates me strongly to find safety from all this chaos. My friend and I run to a rope-bridge that crosses a large chasm, but soon find that we are now surrounded, people who want us dead on both sides of the bridge.

I kneel down, and draw a symbol I've never seen before, looking mostly like a 4. As I draw it, I say something about "We will be safe". It glows a bit. I trace it again, saying the same words, and it glows more. I repeat that a third time, semi-aware that we will be shot in a matter of seconds here on the bridge. The symbol glows brightly, radiating light all over, and I am immediately transported to Hell!

Standing on an invisible energy floor in the middle of a ring of gnarly floating rocks, glowing red and on fire, this whole mass just floats far above what looks like the ground level. Lots of other flaming / glowing rocks float around, most are massive, the size of multiple cruise liners. There are stone bridges and passageways leading from one to the other. I feel safe here, because I doubt any of my attackers would actually go to hell, even if it was just to kill me.

I seem to be alone in Hell, no one else around. All I hear is flames, and the creaking of really hot rocks. It all looks quite amazing. I walk down a rock staircase to a lower level, and find myself face to face with a massive demon. About 15 times my height, very thin, his feet and hands are massive blades, and he appears to be completely composed of strong metal. He steps on me, cleaving me in two rather effortlessly. Instead of dying, I find myself in one piece again nearby this same beast. Mostly still feeling happy to be free from those people shooting at me, I'm not afraid of this demon at all. Sensing this, he walks away disappointed. I walk along a rock path, either side of which is a vast expanse of molten rock, glowing bright orange and yellow, gently undulating as it flows around. I come across another giant demon beast. This one looks like a combination of a pit-bull, the incredible hulk, and a giant boulder with massive spikes on it. This demon is bulging with muscles and thick, rough skin, mostly black, but glowing red in the creases. Kind of the texture of a massive tree with big chunky tree bark. He has big spikes on his shoulders, and lots of pointy fangs, sort of drooling as he growls at me. Since I went to hell to be safe, I'm not afraid of him. He charges me, and I just watch to see what happens. He bites me, eating the top half of my body. Everything goes black for a bit, then I re-materialize right in front of him again, just watching curiously. He too gets discouraged and leaves. They seem to only enjoy mauling me when I'm afraid.

I explore around a bit, taking in the massive mountains of glowing spikey rocks, and rivers of magma. The whole ambiance of this place is a rather soothing red/orange/yellow color. I find it pleasing to my eyes.

I then wake up to my room being only a degree or two below body temperature, and I've sweat through everything. A similar temperature perception to the dream.