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I was in a huge wharehouse standing in a line of people and we were firing arrows from our bows into the darkness... then I was reversing a bus out of a workshop but ended up on the road in a car I haven't owned for a long time.

I was at a old rental property and the new owners came back,i reversed out of the narrow street,a silver Mercedes and a tray top ute stopped for me.....I then had a brand new set of unusual hole saws which I started to use on a workmates toolbox.......I then noticed that I had lost my shoes at the house but remembered they were next to a rotor in the dark corner.

my first brief dream recall for years...I was in a massive stormwater/aquaduct watching a even bigger block type robot destroying another machine........then I was looking at a strangers calender and noticed the registration was due on my car.

Morning of April 6, 2014. Sunday.



This was a night I went straight into fully lucid dreaming and could not help it at all (mild but pleasant sleep paralysis). There are a few different sections. However, none of the dreams were scripted in any way (although I did use pulsing for several hours prior, primarily tulpa beckoning). I find that thinking of a familiar song with a persistent riff will sometimes automatically keep you in a lucid state even if you cannot technically hear it in state. This one was quite intense; an amazing level of lucidity I hope to enhance even more in the future.

The first part was a bit shorter, and I was awakened by movement (my spouse) as well as outside noise. It is how one type of dream has started since earliest memory. I am in a very wealthy-looking room (related to the wooden floor style and so on) and with no other people around. I am present, but without body (my “floating” form). As I float around in “orb” form, I study the beautiful designs in the floor and walls and window types. The only furniture is a beautiful antique table and three bentwood chairs, a little more elaborate than in reality. I know I am dreaming and in “orb” state (which is just a bit beyond “stopped” hypnagogia), so I start to mentally focus on “allowing” myself to become more “in-dream”. My lucidity increases more and more, and the dream “tunes in” with even more fullness and clarity. I almost have a body now. There is a light breeze outside. I notice the French doors are open and I can see a few leaves fall at about a forty-five degree angle.

As I am standing there, in a state of peace and bliss, my thoughts drift just a little and one of the bentwood chairs rises in the air and “straddles” the other one at an angle, but with only a mild scraping and clacking. The rest of the furniture starts to move very slightly and mostly a noise outside takes me out of sleep. This “moving furniture by will in a mostly empty room” has been going on since earliest memory, but was most common in the early 1990s.

Later, I am in an unfamiliar outside environment. I walk up to an incredibly elaborate matte black wrought iron double-gate. Its complexity and beauty cause me to almost forget I am dreaming. I look closer and see a large black rose also made of iron. The rose is about head-height and seems to be part of the locking unit at first.

I become aware that my breath blows out onto the black rose and I actually see it “ignite”, that this, the lower petals glow red, like fire. Several tulpas in elaborate costumes (most with the typical complex tiaras and unusual clothing material in combined transparent and opaque layers) are near me and I sense an overwhelming love. I am not sure if my breathing on the black rose was a good idea, but the petals fly off like ash and float through the air as the embers become dimmer and transform into black butterflies with red spots.

From there, things go a bit weird. More gates appear, moving up and down, each a little different than the previous and each about five feet from the previous.

Over time, I notice the ground rising in certain areas. It becomes a bit more rocky, and about three shades of red glow up through various sections of the ground. I then realize it is about fifty-percent lava and about fifty-percent dirt. I am not concerned. I know I am dreaming and quite stable for the time being. I watch more and more lava push out into the areas near the gates. I take a deep breath and soon, the lava starts to cool and oddly enough, very tiny streams of ice cold water start spraying out from the solidifying lava just like a garden sprinkler. It looks a bit silly (sort of like “fake special effects”) so I start laughing…

Last night I was having some very interesting dream that took place in a kind of always oscillating maze of consistently changing but similar locations, this all took place in a tunnel system with a maze like quality that went from swimming pools, to stores to city's and the like, with many dream charters in all the locations, which changed location and over all appearance, the swimming pool now is far away from where it once was in the system and store is now somewhere closer to where the pool was originally. The city was night then day.

I left after a while and ended up in my car and started driving down a highway, during this drive things got weird the dream world started collapsing literally around me vividly with very obe like experiences while my "body" was still in the car. When I finally was not floating out of the car anymore and was again driving it I realized three things : I'm dreaming, This dream has already been very long, and this dream is showing signs of extreme rapid unrepairable instability. I came to the conclusion I can fight it, more than likely will exit this unsaveable dream anyway, and will loose any sense of self awareness I had and move my real body instantly. Especially since I'm in an extreme excited mood, trying to patch up my leaky ship.

Or, what I ultimately chose, I could just let the dream end it's natural course, while holding onto lucidity through to the other side. I then remembered I had always wanted to try a deild where you start out with a dild (when you do deild it's from realizing a dream just ended after the fact and catching yourself from moving which can lead to a wild like re-entrance into a new dream) what I was about to try was purposefully existing one dream while holding onto a single lucidity through one dream, exit reform into the other dream. So The following is what happened. I was in awe at how Singular Depth and Vision became. The more the dream went down the path of destruction the more it looked infinite and faded , I didn't fight and just let this ending happen, while passively taking it in. The Singular feeling ended with a feeling of nothing but completely black space. I was no longer in the dream, and felt the feeling of strong sleep paralysis. I knew it was time to just ride it, and it faded into a very vivid dream. There a villain wanted me in a duel. We had a strong and very long battle I dodged what looked like blue astral projectiles of some sort. And I gained a sort of electric discharge attack out of my penis yes I beat a villain with my *beep* It sure was fun getting my new "power"

Stuff was going on I wasnt too aware of then I suddenly got lucid and saw an old aquaintence of mine. He was sitting on a bench and I asked him what he was doing here. I got woken up by a phone call...

I had a dream that I was in my bathroom and my tooth came out one by one. Only two managed to come out though and my mom was panicking then I woke up. I also remember using a lot of water or basically leaving the sink on the whole time.

I am in my math class, and we are taking a test on material that I am not familiar with. That's basically all I need. I'm pretty much lucid right there, because I know it's spring break. But I still feel like I'm fighting for lucidity, almost as if part of me is trying to not become lucid. Whatever holds me back from lucidity, I fight past it after about half a minute. I know this a dream.
I decide to try and fly out of the class. I stand up from my seat, and start flying. I can either phase through the ceiling or just smash through it. I get up to the ceiling, but don't pass through like I expect. I just start pushing harder and maybe I can just break through. The ceiling begins to bend and buckle, and I think in a few moments, it will break and I will be free to fly around. But now... this is really great. I mean this is just fantastic. My math teacher jumps into the air and punches me so that I go flying through the back wall of the classroom, and telling me that I could not leave this location (the school) until I had beat her at a fight. What then followed was a full fledged battle between me and my math teacher. I can't remember the fight blow for blow, but it did drag on for awhile. The fight had a similar feel to one of the fights from Man of Steel, in the way were were punching one another through walls and flying around the inside of the school.
The fight eventually reached a climax where I ended up cutting part of her face revealing that she (my math teacher) was in fact some terminator-like robot with human flesh over the top. After this, I felt as though I could fight without remorse destroyed the cyborg.

I dreamt that I was at work. It was 10:00 Friday night but I couldn't be there because I had drill the next day so I was gonna ask a lieutenant to let me go home. The prison was in some sort of pit. I found some keys and on them was Tellez's name. I put them in my pocket and went to find him to give him the keys back.

05.04.2014

Almost Tripped Over a Girl & She Wants Me to Enter a Dark Room (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m walking inside a fairly dark room where the center seems to have the most lighting. There’s an attractive female that’s about to get up that’s diagonally to the right of me. I happened to be going towards her, and accidentally bumped into her. I almost trip, but I grab her hand, almost as if I was going to dance with her, I planted my feet just right, twirled around, and then ended it off with her back bending while I leaned forward on her.

After apologizing to her and all, she seems she wants me to come into a very dark area. She almost had me, seeing how she had a smile that was so radiant, it was difficult not to move as if she put me into a trance. She’s inside the dark area, and motions her hands quickly for me to follow her, but I most likely didn’t go there.

Since the last time I let a female walk me to a dark area, I couldn’t breathe, and woke up with salvia almost foaming out of my mouth. No thanks, honey.

Also, she had light milky brown hair, and had a slightly powdered face than usual, or it could be the lighting that makes it seem so. I believe she wore a light sky blue tank top along with very tight yoga like pants, or something like that, not really an expert on female clothing names.

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05.04.2014

FemBoy Juice, Now Available At Your Local Grocery Store! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I’m inside a grocery store, and I directed myself to the Dairy section. I eventually reached an area where they’re selling something called “Femboy Juice.” I look at it for the sake of curiosity, and paid attention to the composition and colors. It looked like it was similar to skim milk, at least from the purple colored box with the yellow cap.

I put it back, and I guess I go to wherever in this grocery store.

4,4,2014

I am in my room with MRB, JE, and some other clarinet player. We are rehearsing a strange piece. I am very tired and have trouble sitting up and so play laying down on my bed on my side. I play with the other person, but do not look at the music. I listen to the other person and play what he plays. It is basically a C# minor scale until the last note, which is an E# making a Picardy third sound. I think I am playing Eb clarinet as well. Looking up at my shelves, I see a picture of a girl in fancy clothes. It looks drawn with crayon. Her clothes are yellow. As I look she winks at me; very strange being a picture. After this Joe Eck picks up my lollipop (its red) and asks what some scratch marks are on it. I tell him, laughing somewhat, that they are teeth marks and that it must be a sign that I am impatient when eating. He and MRB laugh, which makes me very happy.

Before this I was at a lavish party. Many people were there including EH. I remember when I was in the pool outside. It was night time so it was somewhat dark out. There was another boy there, tall and fit. We did not know eacthother but were hanging out. We start doing tricks off of slides etc. I try to do a front flip several times but always land on my back in the water. There is like a jungle gym in the pool which was pretty cool. The other guy tries to do a front flip as well but lands on part of the jungle gym, so I go over and help him. After a while I begin to feel like I am late to something.

3,28,2014

I am in my house on the second floor with some other people including AP. We have a wind ensemble rehearsal soon. Soon everyone is gone except me. I am still getting ready. I cannot find my keys so I leave in my family's suburban. Driving, somehow I end up in Disneyworld . I have no idea and am very confused. I am late for wind ensemble and am now very nervous. I receive a text from JF asking where I am. It also says that I am taking my mom to the doctor as she is covering for my tardiness. I imagine MRB is very mad. At Disney world I am trying to find my way back home somehow. Soon I find my mom and tell her what is happening. She does not say much but I tell her maybe I should try a ride because I think that is how I got here. So I get in a ride. Eventually the ride becomes the suburban and I am at a stoplight. I decide to turn right. My university is on the right. I turn in the back entrance. By the way, my university looks nothing like it does in real life. It is all gravel and mud. Eventualy I have to walk. I walk to the athletic field and find some athletes. They are sweaty and tired and for some reason I have a giant straw. I pour water on the players and let them drink. They seem to be thankful. There are also two girls who join, bothe very attractive as if out of a magazine. The straw is almost out of water so I give it to them and say don’t have too much fun. I leave the same way I came.

Some friends and I are on the roof near the athletic fields hanging out. The coaches come and scold us for not being in class etc. We leave but come back and they scold us again. Now I am frustrated.

Last night was a pretty eventful night as far as dreams go.

The first thing I remember, I'm in a car going down a highway or something. Everything looked very real. I eventually realized I was dreaming, so I decided to change the scenery.

I said out loud "when I turn around, I want everything to look like Skyrim."

And it worked. Everything looked exactly like a real-life version of Skyrim, right down to the characters.

I even talked to one of the characters, and she talked in the same voice, accent and with the same vocabulary as someone from Skyrim. Pretty cool.

I'm not sure why I was thinking about Skyrim at all though, I haven't played that game in a pretty long time.

I'm lying in my IRL bed, looking out into the hall, and I seem to see movement, as if there are several small creatures on the floor. It's too dark to be sure my eyes aren't playing tricks on me. I reach for the lamp - as I do so, I think I see one of the maybe-creatures-maybe-tricks-of-the-eyes come into the room and look up at me - but the lamp won't turn on. Although I'm aware the bulb could just be out, I suspect this is a dream.

To test it, I will myself to float up into the air, but nothing happens. I close my eyes to test whether I can see through them anyway, and I can't (in fact, after closing my eyes here, there were no more visuals for the rest of the dream). But I'm still convinced this is a dream. As one more test, I reach up and touch the ceiling, sure that it won't be solid. I encounter solid material, but it's spongy, my finger sinks into it, creating a depression, and then reaching some limit - the material breaks, creating a small hole. For a second I consider whether this might not be a dream and I've really poked a hole in the ceiling. But I keep digging at it until I create a larger hole, large enough for me to pass through, and I climb up into it. As I pass through, I find I'm now moving downward, not upward - and this makes me wonder if opening up this hole was really a good idea. I have a vague thought about moving down into a basement which stores unpleasant things. But once on the other side, I become aware that I'm lying in bed, and that I've woken up.

Fragments from later (insomnia's been killing me this past week and my recall's a mess):

A desert in a futuristic setting. I'm talking to my wife about some intrigue going on within an elite group of all-female guards who work for us. They're slaves, and I'm thinking about the tensions created by relying on people while keeping them in slavery.

Different scene, same POV character. I'm in a small spaceship, with the pilot - a good friend who works for me - to my left, and a boy whom I'm kind of mentoring sitting behind us. I'm explaining to the boy about a weapon I'm expecting our enemies to use, something that increases the heat of a star. It's related to the lifespan of the star, and the boy deduces that since the star in this system is very young, the effect will be very great. He sounds horrified, but I'm not feeling particularly concerned; it's just one more thing to take into account.

Mom and I were kidnapped I believe and we were in this very large, fancy, glass building with pastel colors. There was another girl there, a blonde girl with straight hair. Probably around my age. We were trying to get away from these people who were about to kill us or worse. I remember it was really scary...I think there was others there to be killed or tortured but I'm not entirely sure. Mom and I somehow found a way to escape. We couldn't take the other girl with us, though. When we left I kept receiving these messages on a phone or computer from her somehow (it had her name...I think it started with V? Veronica...Viola? Violet?) saying things like "Where are you?!" "They're going to go after you!" "You left me here!" "They're going to kill me!" and other things like that and she was insulting me and sending pictures, although I can't remember what they were, but it was really freaking me out. I told my mom, but when she came the messages had dissapeared...and when she left they appeared again. I think she ended up being killed before anyone could save her...and she began haunting me? At some point in the dream she actually approached me or spoke to me (not through messaging) and talked about what happened when we had left. She showed me some kind of flashback or memory of her being held in that building...and she said something about being tortured until she went insane and I saw an image of her sitting on a bed, locked in some awful, dirty, dingy gray room with writing on the walls and her skin looked pale and faded...and she had scars all over her...it was terrible. What freaked me out the most was her face had cuts in it that made her look like she was smiling in a very creepy way. And then it looked like the smile was getting...bigger...wider...she looked so awful and terrifying. That's about all I can remember, but it was really creepy. I'm wondering if somehow this was connected to the dream I had night before last? That dream (although I just barely remember it) was about some blonde girl dying as well I think. They did look very similar, except the girl in the previous dream was a little girl and the one in this dream was a teenager and had longer hair. I think they both wore blue, too...so strange.

Why do I always have such dark and creepy dreams...