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* We had a lot to do at home, went late to bed...

.../3rd person view. I see myself with dragon wings. There's something about feeding a dragon/...

.../I'm talking a walk inside an informal market. I see different things on sale, until I get to a jacket patches stand. I see some deconstructive ideas, some 3D art and stuff, but nothing really interesting to me. I get out of the market and find somebody is selling 2nd hand guitars on the street, I take a look if there's something worthwhile, nothing. Then I look up to a hill which is mixed with a tower. It's all covered in concrete. I find that interesting, and want to take a picture of that. My camera doesn't work, it's night and I cannot see any on the LCD. I try using the flash option. It flashes but apparently not enough. I try to figure out how could I take a picture of that. The more I look, the weirder it becomes. Now I try to illuminate the landscape by pointing the LCD screen of the camera. It gets better but I don't know how to take the picture now/...

.../I have to write an e-mail, announcing some bad news about one of my kids, she's no more with us. I have to face the fact, it gets hard to write down/...

* From time to time, this feeling of nostalgia spreads around and takes over all over the dream.

In a cafeteria sitting at the lunch tables senior year with Jackie and Danielle, it doesn't look like our school its different. We were talking about burgers/cheese and how the burger bun would just end up tasting like cheese…Kaitlyn M was sitting to my left. Someone does something to piss the teacher off and they get hauled away. The teacher tries to catch us as well but we hide behind a pole as she walks up the stairs.

I was with Lee at first but he turned into Shane and we had gone to a museum, in the dream it was our special place. When we got our tickets they were recording us and we were excited because we would be able to keep the tape and it would be a nice memory, I remember he was wearing a tie, blue. I don't think anyone else was in the building and we saw turtles and for some reason I know I have dreamt about those turtles before... and termites..or something.

At Shanes apartment and watching him change into a blue checkered shirt and knowing that I was mad at him in waking life but I remember thinking, this is a dream. No reason to be angry. Jeff was there.

I was in a room doing yoga with women and I took off my top and had a red sports bra on underneath. I was doing a headstand, the room was very small.

#314 – MILD – 4:32

I used a different version of MILD combined with a super quick WBTB and caffeine. This time instead of visualizing becoming lucid in a dream I visualized a stabilization technique of hand checks and rubbing. Basically its the same but I'm not doing tons of imagining. Usually I'm too tire or lazy to get very far with it but this was quick and simple.

I have a false awakening that I'm sleeping in the back yard. It seems that I have rolled in my sleep and ended up under the back deck. I see something like tent material and make the connection to camping. I remember that I was trying to get lucid and induce an in-dream-WILD.

I wander toward the alley doing long slow hulk jumps. I'm not quite sure if I am fully dreaming but after I easily clear the privacy fence I assume I am. I do another jump and land in Marvin's yard. He has a small dog that looks a lot like my mini dachshund tied to a stake. The dog keeps jumping on my leg and I find it very annoying. I try to fly away but I am stuck in long slow jumping mode. I try flapping my arms really fast but I only manage to hover slightly out of reach. I decide to just land and walk away but when I do I, my legs get tangled in the dog's chain. I try to walk it off but the chain grows with each step. I stop and manually untangle the chain from my legs. When I do, the small dog suddenly looks like my Australian Shepard that I gave to my ex during the divorce. The dog, being much larger now, crowds me and I push her away. I say, “There you go, Tybee.”

Before the dog can bother me again, I instinctively climb a nearby tree. As I move up, I realize that I am climbing with claws like a cat (felt rather than seen). That that realization causes my cat, Stella, to appear just before me. I pay over her saying something nice to her. I pause now thinking that I had actual goals rather than being a cat. I try so hard to think but frustratingly I draw a blank. I am afraid this will wake me so I say out loud, “Fuck goals.” I briefly wonder if I want to put that word in my DJ. (Fuck it. I do. Ha!)

I turn my head toward my house considering if I want to go there. Suddenly, I am laying in the threshold from my kitchen. I notice the kitchen is dark but the dining/living room is well lit. I crawl froward not sure what I'll do next. I stop when I hear the alarm clock and my son crying. I am amazed that all this noise is bleeding into my dream but not actually waking me. That thought gives me another false awakening. I watch the scene turn black and assume I am waking. (Classic Xanous mistake!)

I am now lying on my stomach in bed. I wonder about this since I NEVER sleep on my stomach. I wonder if it helps lucidity so I keep that in mind to try later. I don't hear the alarm anymore so I look at the clock. The numbers are green instead of the usual red and it reads 4:28 (SURPISINGLY ACCURATE TIME!) I think this is odd and wonder what's going on. Before I can put 2 and 2 together. I see my aunts (mother's sisters) standing in my room dressed in running clothes. The are talking about getting ready for a running event. Joyce says something about sewer issues and they will have to run in all that stench. I feel anxiety and worry that I should be getting ready to run too. I start to ask what time the race is but stop when I figure I'll probably be working anyway. I hear my son crying again and this time I actually wake up.

I feel wakeful now and worry about insomnia. I just decide to sleep expecting a LD rather than try WILD. I should have tried.

Jesus Freak - NLD - 6AM

I recall another vivid dream where I am some sort of grounds-keeper at a swanky hotel. As I am messing with some outdoor potted plants I hear a strange and wonderful version of Jesus Freak. The song brings back thoughts nostalgia and I enjoy what I hear though I really don't like Christian music anymore. I look at the band and thought there are lots of people around, absolutely no one is giving them any attention. The band stops playing and I hear one of the guys complain that every one is just ignoring them. They play again while I continue my task at hand. I take a plant into front of the hotel and notice the band is actually set up right in front of the entry way atop the large stone stairway. I have to walk past them but give a sympathetic smile as I weave my way past the musicians and instruments.
I put the plant down and decide to tell the complainer that I actually enjoyed the music. I understand the desire to make something for others to enjoy and needing someone to appreciate it. I walk to the drummer who is just sitting idle looking bummed. I wanted to tell him that I liked their version of Jesus Freak but I actually say, “I like your version of Ripleys....”
He cuts me off and says a quick, “Yeah thanks.”
I find that rude but chose to ignore it. I am more worried about saying the right thing. I stop and awkwardly laugh at my self feeling embarrassed. I say, “I mean Jesus Freak.”
All I get is another, “Yeah thanks.”
I walk away thinking, “I guess he knows already.”
The actual alarm wakes me at 6AM.

i was in my room with chad and we were trying to find him a pair of sandals that he could wear. then we went into cvs casue he wanted to steal cough syrup or something like that. i walked along the boarders trying not to act suspiciouslly but i ended up trying to find bathrooms. when i went in one of the rooms that said vacant i could see into other peoples stalls and this old lady was on the toliet. i left and saw other ones and there was a sauna.

May 7, 2014: I am walking down a narrow hall of past a series of lawyer’s offices onthe left and right and I speak with two or three dream characters I encounter, none of whom I recognize from my waking life. They are merely friendly strangers. I am looking for and asking about my former work-place colleagues, but none are present. I ask a heavy set man if all of my co-workers are absent because they have out-of-office assignments such as court appearances or depositions, but he genuinely does not know. We talk for a while when I notice I am dressed only in a beach towel, which I have to keep pulling up and tucking in, or else it will loosen and fall.

I pass by a well-appointed double-office suite, and there is a man at the threshold of each. One has closely cropped white hair, the other is younger in appearance. A voice from one of them says something insulting about money...like “How does it feel to be without any?” and I feel anger. I enter the double suite, and confront them. Each DC is clearly is worried I will do something violent, but I don’t, partly over concern that I am only wearing an beach towel like an ill-fitting toga. The white-haired man asks me “What were you planning to do with my estate in E****’s N****?” I am taken aback by his question, as I don’t have the foggiest notion of what he is talking about.

I ask him - “Who are you?” and then as if to answer my own question, I almost simultaneously (with the question) realize that he was someone who had once been injured but now was all better, and this is why I didn’t recognize him. I say “Oh my God, I didn’t recognize you! How ARE you?? Never mind the house in E****’s N***, tell me about your journey back to health!” I say this partly to give me time to recover from my embarrassing flub of non-recognition and to also buy time to figure out what I was supposed to be doing about his estate. When I say my statement intending to distract him from whatever duty I may have had to him about his estate I sound (to myself) genuinely concerned, and my ruse of buying time to think seems like it came out of genuine concern for his well-being, at least as far as I was concerned. I wake.

Morning of May 8, 2014. Thursday.



Firstly, in the open expanse of sky, I am aware of a small “guard booth”, similar to the building in “Chitty Chitty Bang Bang” (1968) where Lionel Jeffries sings “Posh!” (though that is actually a fancy outhouse, not a guard booth). Nothing else exists but blue sky and the hovering guard booth, which has no side windows by the way, but with the front and back entirely open. However, it is not Lionel Jeffries, but a young go-go dancer, a version of my wife seemingly “between two worlds” (or within a partial dream world just now being rendered, as if the booth was “designing” or “completing” the final stages of the go-go persona and look). This is because it seems like an isolated foyer as well as a sort of “gate” (vaguely reminiscent of an arc trellis, I think). I attempt contact, but the contact seems “filtered” somehow as if there is another world beyond which is on the “other side” and a bit on this side within this “portal” of sorts. (I am certain there is a play here, but it is mostly just because of doubled words, “Chitty Chitty Bang Bang”, “Posh Posh” and “go-go”.)

Because of this, I looked up “posh” in the online dictionary and one of the first things I saw was “So in Punch for September 25, 1918, do we find the first recorded instance posh, meaning ‘smart and fashionable’.”

The name “Punch” curiously brought back a prior section of the dream sequence that was a bit unusual. It was a Punch and Judy puppet show in a large park in possibly late morning. To the right, there is some sort of ladder-like structure going out from the front of the puppet stage that does not seem to be an intended part of the show. At times, though, I am reminded of a railroad track. I am weirdly “waiting” for the puppets to “notice” this (as if they were human). This ambiguous switching between ladder and railroad track has occurred at other points in my life - I think it relates to rate of dream vividness/cohesion or something (based on whether the “H” is horizontal or vertical - vertical meaning that you might be becoming more lucid or waking up). Both represent the letter “H”, though, which is also coincidentally the first and last letter of my wife’s maiden name. As a ladder, there is a brief idea that another puppet will “escape” by climbing down it, but then I remember that hand puppets do not have legs.

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Eventually, the two hand puppets take notice of the “ladder/railroad track”, now moving slightly “snake-like” as if it had been meant to be a part of their routine. However, it seems to be a “mistake” in the show whereby a real train is opposite the puppet stage (the vibrations thereby causing the intentionally unseen prop to slide out of a container behind the puppet stage curtain and into view like some sort of ironic or comical foreshadowing) and heading towards the audience. Judy waves her hand to somehow acknowledge to the audience about what almost seems like a scheduled event or some such (as if the audience is going to “get clobbered” by being hit by the oncoming train). There does not seem to be a fearful awareness in the audience yet, creating the impression that it is an illusion perhaps, though this is not certain. The puppets seem “puzzled” about the audience not getting up to leave or perhaps run away…fade to black.

There has also been a very clear and ongoing recurring aspect of hypnagogia and beginning dream sequences over the last few months, which involves very intricate black wrought iron gates, which stand out more than anything else. This particular one had a heart symbol in the middle of the top section and was quite complex in the various thinner partial spirals and twists in the design. This one looks like a composite of Fertöd-château and one that appears to be in Salem (but with the heart outline being larger). At one point, the gate opens and the “landscape” behind it shifts into a beautiful fractal design that is primarily blue and circular, with an orange “border”. It is beautiful and like looking into deep space with no sense of being ungrounded in any way.

*Our guest left us early in the morning, no more wine and some more sleep...

.../We're in a variant of my cousin's former neighborhood. It looks bigger than usual. My kids are playing running and going to different inner parks of the neighborhood. My wife asks for the little one and starts going nervous. We don't see where she went to play. We start looking for her. I see the older one running on a balcony. I'm still quiet because of there's a couple of parks left to look for. I think she must be there. I see two weird animals standing in front of a house. They move threatening us. They look like big porcupines. We get to the last park and find her, playing with a young girl around a pond. Once we are all together, I want to save some pictures. There's some confusion because of the machine starts to scan the pictures before printing them. I don't get it. The first one is very blurry. One of my daughters shows me she has printed some other pictures first. I think it's a great idea, just print them in stead of scanning first and then printing them! I mess around with the machine...

.../There's a talk in my grandparents town. It's about two diseases which spread very quick. They show the whole region is affected with it. There's a pause between the talk. I take advantage of the free time to clarify to my wife, they are exaggerating the situation, due to those diseases, "Uta and Ata" are spread only in the region near the jungle because of the bite of a mosquito. I draw some lines in a map, and show to her, where the jungle zone is, which start to appear in green while I draw the limit lines. It's not too big but once again, some people tend to exaggerate about those kind of stuff I say...

.../My cousin's brother got drunk and talks a lot. My aunt serves the food, I'm hungry but we have to wait until he goes to sleep or something. I don't see he's tired at all, and looks like he could talk the whole day. He gets in my aunt-mom room, sits on the floor, and goes on with the drunk chat. The other one of my cousins is in his room with some friends preparing a robot-hand for a science congress. He shows me he will use a rubber glove to cover the electronics. I go to his room which is connected to our university. I see some other friends, although from my school times, preparing another project. It's about an automatic sprinkler. Although it's not working good and a couple of them get severely soaked. They start to play with it in stead of trying to fix it.
Another guy, who I don't know, shows a weird musical instrument, which at the beginning seems to fit on the shreds of a guitar. He folds it and starts playing some music that sounds Egyptian. I think it's nice.

.../I'm walking on a known passage, when I notice something got broken in the sole of my shoes which doesn't let me freely walk. I find my brothers are doing something with their documents. I show to one of them what's going wrong with my shoe. Then I realize I didn't see him since a long time. I give him a hug, I'm happy I'm seeing him again. I notice he cleans something on his stomach, I think it's a wound or some. We start talking about the news. I ask his opinion about some recent news. We conclude they are exaggerating like the narrator of a football soccer game, then I try to explain those games wouldn't be the same without the narrative. I get confused, trying to explain those guys in front of the TV screen waiting to yell out their victory. He finishes my joke pointing a calm Sunday, we hear the sound of people in the stadium coming out of a TV, when somebody yells "GOOOAL!!". Then I think, they should better go to the stadium if they want to be unnoticed...

* Without the fast notes right after waking up after each dream, I wouldn't be able to remember any but the last dream which I would forget along the day too. It was a little bit tedious to start writing down at the beginning once again, but it's getting easier while it turns into a habit again.

So we got a new home in this dream and it ce with a small house in the yard which I set up as a pet house for the kids. I flooded a room with water somehow and put fish in it.

When I came back I could not approach the small house from one side because the was a giant pit filled with water in the middle of the path. So I went around the small house to the door on the other side.

First thing I noticed was a fish gasping for air in a room without an water. I realized that the kids must have opened the door to the aquarium room and the water must have all gotten out carrying the fish with it all over the place.

There was another room that had a hamster that belonged to the boys' cousin B, and strangely the hamster was fine and not killed by the flood. I did not question why the hamster lived here even though the cousin in waking life lives out of state.

I tried to figure out how to redo the water for fish so it would stay in one room, so the fish would be safe (and kids and hamster). Strangely the solution of using an actual aquari did not occur to me. I started thinking about the option of an indoor pond.

Although a newbie to lucid dreaming, in the past 2 days I have experienced a lucid dream and a OBE. My first lucid dream was completely unintentional, randomly having hummus and cheese before I slept (not knowing their value to lucid dreaming), I found myself having extremely vivid dreams, so vivid that I shocked myself awake at 3:30 AM; not ready to go back to sleep yet, I spent an hour killing time (prayed, checked my email etc.), trying to get something out of my throat I found myself almost puking (another random coincidence), I was still not able to fall asleep, until l I did ... without really falling asleep, I saw my laptop right there bright screen and all right by my side, which shocked me as I specifically remembered putting it on the charger and desk before my last attempt to fall back asleep. So I started playing around with it, still laying in bed, room looking completely real, I started to question my sanity and decided to run a google search to see whether I was dreaming or not (don't really know what I expected) , and boom .. full results.
I was surfing the web while not actually surfing the web and it was freaking me out; suddenly out of no where I hear this melodic catchy tune that I do not believe I've ever heard before (probably heard it once years and years ago but it stuck in my subconscious mind), I freaked out as I've never heard music in my dreams so clearly and vividly before, it sounded like it was coming from the roof and through the walls at the same time, finally convinced that I must have had been dreaming, I decided to wake myself up, it took longer than I expected it to as my body wouldn't really respond, I remembered the song lyrics of that calm song slightly but forgot to write them down and now I completely forgot them
Waking up confused but with the biggest smile , I regretted not enjoying that experience for longer, and kind of beat myself up for it.
So I spent all day searching and gathering all the knowledge I could about lucid dreaming, and attempted it all that night. Apple Juice, Bananas, Melatonin, Vitamin B12, Garlic, I chowed it all trying to get a similar experience to what I had the day before. Tried the WBTB method (pretty much what I did the night before not knowingly), but found it extremely hard to fall back asleep after my alarm went on, as I figured although suggested, 6 hours of sleep might have been too much for someone who is usually accustomed to only 6-7 hours of sleep, but that didn't stop me, I was so determined to fall back into a lucid dream.
Hours had passed and still no luck. I was meditating, listening to binaural beats; nothing, until I dozed off into what I thought was just a day dream, My best friend who I have not seen in a week and some days, as I am on vacation, was there, sitting on my chair, and out of no where a TV appeared in my room and we were playing FIFA. I still had no idea I was dreaming till I noticed the two uniforms of the two teams: both red. Me and my friend are both very OCD and have ended matches when that's happened, so I knew I must have been dreaming, so I look down and I don't see a controller in my hands.. I was controlling it with my mind this entire time, however he had one in his. Thinking I was having another lucid dream I got excited and my brain started producing the fastest frequencies I have ever heard/felt, my entire head was tingling and it actually caused physical discomfort. Determined to push through it, I tried to focus and suddenly saw the silhouette of my body with a controller, and the shock caused me to immediately wake up, with my head still ringing.
Once again I had woken up with the biggest smile and sense of accomplishment, and decided to try find a forum I can discuss these trippy yet brilliant incidents with other brilliant minds, and here I am.

For reference:
I am 18 years old and this is not my first lucid dreaming experience, I was actually very into the habit as a kid.. however growing up I started getting more into the plant of marijuana (as I live right next to BC lol), and have experienced a severe decline in dreaming since, until I came on vacation here in Dubai and decided to quit! If I can master this there is no way in hell I am going back to smoking pot.

PS. in both these dreams I have been laying on my side and been unable to get out of bed (in the dream); any suggestions as how to change this?
Sorry about the long post, and thanks for taking your time to read!

Yesterday i couldn't recall my dream, but today I could.

fragment 1:
I was standing in the middle of my room with my back to the door. There was a lot of sunshine shinning through the window. I was happy and wanted to wear a blue summer dress. So I dressed myself in the dress, but for some reason I found that I needed to go to 'the New Yorker' (a store) to buy bloomers (wikipedia says: Bloomers are divided women's garments for the lower body.). I have never worn bloomers (except for a lolita photo shoot for my friend)(I am not a lolita, but I love the clothing). So I knew I had the first period of, that was enough time to buy them.
Than there was something with my friend Elianne, but I didn't know/couldn't recall what.

Fragment 2:
I was seeing the right side of my bottom teeth. And we (don't know who that consist of) were talking about that they were good and healthy.

In my dream I was at my old house. It was just after noon and my father and I were in the garage packing up our items that we were trying to sell at our garage sale. While packing we were doing small talk with each other, just to pass time. But then out of nowhere we both started to hear screaming, the screams were of my nephew. I dropped whatever I was doing and told my father that I would check on him. As I approaching the front door, which was about 10 feet away or so. My nephew burst out the front door screaming "PAPA" repeatedly. His face was red and his expression was in terror. I went towards him and was going to try to calm him down. He ran right by me as if I wasn't there, but it was okay he favored my father more anyways. So I followed him into the garage, where my father was. He ran to a corner and hid behind a box still crying. My father went to him to comfort him while I tried to figure things out. My father asked him "Nito what's wrong?" and my nephew replied "The bad man!"

So then I thought that a home invader entered our house through the back door by hopping over our backyard wall. I go to a table and grab a hammer gripping it hard intending to hurt, maybe kill. I turn it over so the sharp end would be in the front, then I started towards the front door. I approach the metal screen door, and peeked inside. The main door to the house was open so I was able to look inside. I saw that the TV was on and my mother was sitting on the couch closest to the front door with a sandwich in her left hand, holding it up. But that is where I got suspicious because my mom wasn't supposed to be there. So I yell to my father, "Hey dad, is mom home yet?" He couldn't hear my at first so I repeated the question. This time he told me that she wasn't home at all. Which brought me to the conclusion that this person on the couch was an imposter! So I flung open the screen door and charged inside ready to crack open the skull of that imposter.

Then I woke up.

My dream recall was terrible this morning, I had a terrible night trying to get to bed. Finally tried to drift off around 5 in the morning :/

I'm on the street I live but it's been transformed into an outdoor restaurant of some kind. I meet Keith at the restaurant and sit across a small square table with a white tablecloth and red napkins. We talk for awhile and I make fun of the fact that he sits here every night and eats alone while waiting for his new girlfriend. Keith turns into Shane and fades to black.
I'm with Michelle and we are talking about being healthy and getting in shape, she is cooking spinach and I put on a podcast and show her a website that I presume has to do with working out and I remember a picture of an athlete graphic in orange and white.
Something about my mom's upcoming wedding.

Sometimes my dreams reflect my everyday, ordinary life and it all just seems so normal that I have no chance of becoming lucid. Does anyone else have this happen? Most of the time I do have the crazy cinematic type dreams but getting lost in the plot is so easy to do and autopilot kicks right in.

#313-DILD

Ok this dream was personal and really embarassing but I want to count it so I'll only post the jist of it.

Basically I was preoccupied with and an activity and people kept bothering me. One DC tried to guide me to lucidity at one point but I was too busy to realize it. i hid in a bathroom stall and noticed i could see they guy next to me becausr the wall was partially disolved. I recognized the dream sign and became lucid. I told him I didnt care what he looked like and found he was actually a woman. I will the rest of the DC to become a hot chick. I woke to realize dream orgasms dont always result to a wet dream. I said too much I think.

Dream
Notes

I was with people I knew and we were all planning an event where we would spend a few nights at a hotel. I was shopping around a mall that was pretty crazy because of the amount of people. I remember talking to some hair stylist.
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I was at a big supermarket and was shopping around, pushing a shopping cart. I went through a group consisting of a mom and a few kids and she got real mad when I just cut in between them. I kept walking and talked to a group of friends. We decided to go work out and went to a pool. We looked for a place to start working out where there wasn't water and picked between the edge of the pool and on one of those stands where swimming races start. I did a few pushups and then a girl did them too. A woman showed up saying her husband was at the beach and that we were gonna go there. I told her I haven't swam in ocean water in a long time so it might be hard for me. Someone told me that my alarm was going off and that made me wake up immediately.

When I woke up, my alarm had just barely gotten started and I was actually hearing no noise coming from my phone. The person who told me the alarm was going off seemed to be a man. I thought it might of been my girlfriend but she said she didn't tell me it was going off. I believe I would of become lucid if the dream kept going, since the dream started becoming more vivid and I could remember things from the waking world.

All I remember is being in a high building maybe doing parkour. I also remember a girl.