bedtime ~00:15, Set strong intent for dream recall, system from Ian Wilson's course "Dreaming For Gamers" long time falling asleep, probably not till 01:00 or later Felt like the strong intent was part of what was keeping me up Also very high evening and bedtime stress final waking ~07:30, out of bed ~08:20 few memories initially, but spent a long time associating and digging and many fragments came through: + looking up hill at house from below, tracing the lines of plumbing pipes, structural supports [wondering how it holds up against the weight], thinking about plumbing and water heating systems + cat, apartment, the cat will (is?) going crazy and will rip the place apart if left there alone. Outside on the street at end, I need to choose the pet: looking at small animals, the vision doesn't quite resolve, can't tell if it's a small dog or cat. Then I see that it is the sort of "squished face" cat that I don't really like, but I need to choose. + guy heading to elevator + in Sensei's apartment, access to stuck heating/cooling + At a (gas station?) taking delivery of a motorcycle (ordering one?). I want to show that I am capable of riding, I start talking about Motorcycle book with Rip, L's there, I can picture the book and know it's thick, but I can't remember the title [googled in waking: Proficient Motorcycling by David Hough] I guess I'm going to start riding again, and imagine myself on a motorcycle riding it. I wonder what she (L) thinks of that. + Ping pong, the girls are playing, one finishes I move to play another one across from me takes the free spot at the table. The girl on the right is a better player. She is setting up for a very short, off-to-her-left serve. + Meeting with group, chess teacher, they mistakenly choose me to start an online game, I think the teacher DH will still be able to make a lesson out of it + [vague] Group of parents are going on a group hike, they've brought snacks + putting the (flour?) containers (candy?) back in the drawer, the (girl?) says I've chosen the wrong level of the (multi-level) drawer, so I move the two bags to the lower level + feeding a very small piece of (candy or cookie) (in the shape of a small cylinder or cone) to a very small child, I'm holding it so the child will bite off 1/2 of the thing and leave the other half for me, I move the thing towards the kid's mouth but the mother takes it from me and does it instead so I won't get bitten + buying a suit: the phrase is about the color, which is a variant of blue [forgot, "lavender?"], I see the color and the suits in my mind, an option for a black and white striped/checked design is there, which I think will look good on me, I visualize it, the stripe pattern is a very tight weave, but my wife L says no, the (blue) one is much better and that's the one we need
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP At home with Riverstone, someone else and my dog Hachi. Strangely there is a balcony or deck over a cliff and we are chilling on lounge chairs. It reminds me of when I lounged in my parents balcony before they closed it. But this one is dangerous as there are no guard railings. I don't feel afraid, I am actually feeling totally happy as I never felt. I am even doing nudism and feeling comfortable in my naked body in the wind like I never felt before. I am walking down a corridor and it gets very dark, I feel like I am dropping out of the dream and I become lucid. I don't try to fight it, so I just free fall in the dark void with no expectation of what comes next. I just try to see the void as the nature of my mind and not be afraid of the referencelessness. I stop falling for some seconds and then I fall again, but I never try to control the outcome. Then finally it stops and I am in some dark room. At some party in a garden with a view over a city. I spot some bush with berries and I grab some to eat, but then find huge catterpillars in a gelatinous cocoon on the plant and it looks both awesome and disgusting. I show it to my mom. Then feel an itch in my hand and notice a big alergic reaction for having touched the berries and the slime of the cayterpillars. I rush to wash my hands. My mom is running a bakery but when I visit it, she is not there and I find strange that she left everything unfinished or out of place, like a cake half eaten on a table. I eat it, But she comes back soon and says one of her friends needs a ride somewhere and asks me if I can do it. It is inconvenient, but I offer to do it. He is going to a funeral. My dad offers to comes with me. Turns out that side by side with this funeral is also going on a funeral for my friend Nelson and I am shocked to find out this way that he died. For saving costs and the environment, the bodies are rapidly decomposed via a chemical process and in the end all that is left is a little biodegradable container with some liquid. Because both deceased expressed not wanting it to go anywhere, they just dispose of them both into some trash container and I am a bit upset. I wanted to pay homage to my friend some other way.
bedtime, ~23:30 + super burrito: driving on road, then meet with with S1 and his GF (A), she asks me: "How many super burritos can you eat all at once?" I answer something like "it depends on the size, etc." I see an image of a large burrito dressed in sauce in front of me + car driving, merging left turning right at the theater In a car, driving, (night?), the road merges at a very steep angle like 30 degrees (the right turn would be 150), I keep waiting for a break in oncoming traffic, but the line of cars is long. Eventually I (get impatient?) and merge, then I see there's a right turn coming up, I think that's at a (movie?) theater, and there are a lot of people mulling around outside. + at the giant pool with R Berg, two sections based on politics, fast food choices, beef with nuggets with one sauce, chicken with ?? with another sauce Standing a bit back and to the left of a very large outdoor pool/(hot tub? not bubbling), lit, it is a night scene. There are two sections of pool, the larger one closer to me, and a smaller one beyond the larger pool. There are 10-15 people (men) soaking in the pool. One is R Berg (tr. 5), who makes a political comment. + running in a weave pattern through guards, a shooter behind (hits me once in the back?), to get away, to avoid being shot. I try to avoid running in predictable patterns + air jordans: (after weaving gunman avoidance?) inspect them, put them on, figure out the strange lace system get on bus, there's a big-butt'd woman standing by the driver (in white pants?), I move to the back of the bus, (there are passengers seated, many are all a clone of a single DC template?), get off bus, the "air jordans" keep falling off, a small kid saw them picked them up he said, he gave them back to me. They're numbered with "341" on the side but in highly stylized font, the "4" is hard to read. Shoelaces weird: pull up from the toe, then (the top?). After tightening the laces from the toe the shoes fit better, but the laces are hanging off all over, long loops, I think these will get caught in things and get in my way (also the shoe is higher, part way up to the knee when I see the laces hanging off). They don't look like much to start with, sort of flimsy felt, vague grey color. They look more like pajama slippers than sneakers. + after some time in a (restaurant?) with lots of people (?), heading back along a path back to the road. I'm hurrying. narrow path, holding cloth that I must rip in to two pieces (to prevent a bloodstain from being seen?). I may be walking for a very long time, I'm not sure, it might be miles. Suddenly I reach a closed sheet metal fence, I realize it must have been a short cut, I "remember" that at the start, I arrived on main street side of this fence. I push through, it's hard to move the fence, there's active construction with trucks/machinery working right where I am, can't get out to the left, so turn right, there's a tractor there and workmen. Can't squeeze around so I go out through the empty cab of the tractor, I make some excuse to the workmen why I'm there doing this, I think they don't believe me. later: + something with a woman & girl in a place, like a restaurant
bedtime ~ 23:30, a bit late, and ate too much too late, not very tired/drowsy, takes a long time to fall asleep. No melatonin, watching videos most of the evening wake ~ 07:30, out of bed ~08:00 + following a train trying to follow its path through a tunnel and down the hill on the other side, fly, turning on "night vision" power (everything turned bright green and highly visible!) Standing outside the LH on the approaching path with a view of the lower entry areas, a train is driving on a track towards the LH approaching from the left, heading into a tunnel that I know leads out the other side and down the hill. I feel compelled to find out where it comes out and to follow its path down the hill. I hurry along the upper path to the left curving back to the main entrance. I start to fly at about the upper parking lot wall looking over the long hill down the left side. It's dark so I decide to turn on my night vision ability. Instantly the entire landscape becomes a bright, vivid green, and all the details are easily seen. Later on I'm on a lower level and thinking about the water that has accumulated in patches on the ground. + sitting in a motorized video game pod in an arcade, it's a star wars ride. Then I'm actually flying through space trying to avoid star destroyers? + maneuvering / parking in a parking garage [DS]. Talking to other people, trying to arrange it so my car can get out? + at work, walk with former colleague down hallway, dig in pockets for my 2 company card keys (do I still have them?), go through curtains and down a corridor + [vague, outdoors in river canyon?] + in store closely inspecting cut melons to buy: bright purples, greens, and yellows, I'm poking at them. Up close they don't look so appetizing, very water and mealy and soft. Some are very large, they're wrapped in celophane. One is grey/light purple and in a crescent shape. To my right about 15 feet away is a cash register with a lot of people around it. I'm also looking at "sushi melons" in a display case, with apparently roe of different colors. I'm trying to decide if they're sweet or savory, I don't want to buy salty sushi melons. + outdoors in CH lower back yard by lemon tree trying to get back up into the house while avoiding the apocalyptic flying hawk dragons who would eat me. If I move pillar by pillar (supporting the deck) I may make it back up the stairs to the house without getting seen + with girl buying train ticket for an older woman, the law prevents spending more than ?$ on tickets with cash, how will we buy them for her and for us to escape this place?
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP My teacher and others are visiting some place, could be Germany by the looks of it, but it is warm and there is a beach nearby, so I don't know. We are all in a house. It is an apartment but bigh enough to accomodate them and all the students. The group of students is maybe 20 people. I haven't yet seen my teacher, but I accidentaly step into a room where I disturb OTR and another teacher who are talking. I make a discrete turn around and leave. Anyway they see me, but I think they are more entertained than upset. Then I am told we should gather in a specific room as our teacher is coming. For some reason I have to get fully naked and my teacher paints me in red. I have a tear falling down my right cheek as he paints my face. I am a bit embarassed from being naked in front of the others but they also seem embarassed and looking down to avoid eye contact. Later on, we are told to get ready as we are being taken to the beach. I go get food from a fridge, specifically 4 green pears, and then join the others on a subterranean parking lot where a big van arrives, supposedly to take us. But our teacher cuts through, followed by an entourage and I am convinced they take most of the seats. But actually the van is really big and has like 4 rows of seats and we all fit in. My teacher is on the first row and I am on the third, but he still can see me through the rear mirror, Riverstone is also sitting on the same row as I am. To my surprise, my teacher turns around and starts speaking portuguese-brazilian with Riverstone. I am confused as I had no idea he could speak PT, yet Riverstone apparently did know, because he doesn't flinch and immediately replies. I wonder if he understands original portuguese and surprisingly he also does.
bedtime: 22:30, 2mg (6mg? two pills in any case) melatonin. Yay, success at a good bedtime final waking: ~07:45, out of bed 08:00 + (f, vague) something about food? At a restaurant? + [trip to Caracas, long, fairly vivid] in the plane, talking with pilot, glance back look at his "cockpit" (where are the instruments? they must be behind the partition). Pilot makes a number of maneuvers, some manually, some are programmed on autopilot, including a sweeping very steep bank turn. Come in to landing, I get out my camera to film it, there's another guy/passenger in the cockpit too. I'm watching the scenery, my camera is shining a very bright "hi-beam" on to the landscape and I'm trying to disable this. Scenery is blocky, triangular. Water scenes, like in a canyon, or flying low over a river in a wide river valley. Registration: approaching registration, I think that everything in this country will be in Spanish. in line at the registration, it comes out that because of some mistake, we'll have to each pay about $2500 for the stay. I'm a bit confused about the currency and if I have enough to make that dollar amount. I reach for my wallet in my left rear pocket (hoping that it's there) and I do pull it out. I have both foreign and dollar bills there. Going to the rooms with a (female?) guide, our group is one of the last and the sleeping areas are already mostly taken. Our group heads along a corridor (no ceiling? outside?) into finally an area with open bunks that can be our place. Our group's program consists of 3 activities, [2 forgotten], X, Y, and handball. Good, I love court sports like that. I think a bit about the possible damage to the hands in energetic handball. We're heading to the courts with our guide when some pranksters on the floor above squirt water down on our group. + basketball at TV park. Arriving to the park, it's Sunday, I think the weekly "grown-ups" game may happen today. Get to the lowest, basketball level, there are people already warming up on the main central two courts. I think they may ask me to play, and I wonder if I have the stamina for a full-court game, think about running back and forth and getting very tired and sweaty (I don't have a change of clothes with me?). By the tall fence at the far court hoop, there is a small purple "basketball" (about 1/2 to 3/4 the size of a volleyball) on the ground and I reach to pick it up. Several times it slips through my fingers and I can't pick it up [DS]. It is sitting on another deflated purple ball that I think may be getting in the way. I take a strong grasp of the inflated ball and pick it up. It is super heavy. Like, medicine ball heavy, and I think this is a medicine ball for strength practice. I'm standing to the right of the hoop about 10 feet away diagonally a bit and take a shot, putting a lot of strength into the shot because the ball is so heavy, but I don't make a hoop (and it falls short?). I go to the short hoop to the right of where I am, (by the bike rack), and there is ChCh (and some girl?). We talk about the event that is the continuation of the Caracas camp, I ask about information about it since I don't remember getting it, and ChCh says that there were fliers at the registration desk at the Caracas site.
The first dream involved some kind of deal at some guy's house in the neighborhood I grew up in. I remember a bike with no rider riding itself into me on the road. It seemed to turn the opposite direction of the one I turned, but I guess I decided to tackle it head-on like an idiot. The second dream seemed a bit cut down the middle. One part was about helping my mom see which clothes would work for her. I'd put on the shirts and since we look so similar I guess, I'd make the judgement for her based on how I looked in it. The second part was about an upcoming catastrophe where magma would erupt out of every hole in the ground and flood the earth. Our idea was to cover all of the holes except for one so that even if a large part of the earth was still scorched, there would at least be a safe zone on the other side of the planet. This mainly took place at my current school, and I remember sean from elementary and middle school texting me about something while I was trying to help not get myself killed. There was a pink, thin long-sleeved shirt my mom didn't want to look good on her but it looked okay on me so I told her it somewhat suited her and she half-jokingly sweared under her breath.
bedtime: 22:30, now that's more like it! 2mg melatonin at bedtime to help reset circadian rhythm wake time: 05:00 get up: 06:30 early: + playing 1-on-1 basketball [DS] on an outside court. Making layups. Not dribbling the ball, it's more elongated like a football or rugby ball, not completely round. Making some far shots, missing some + something else, related to scuba diving? later: + inside the ski lodge checking in, OmniLucid branded skis for the "conference", one ski is badly cracked, I complain to the clerks, man clerk doesn't care, I get upset, lady clerk says next time you should order in-house skis + on the ski slopes, ski-walking up hill. Dark/night. Soon will come down, tell the friend I'm with we should be careful not to slow down too much towards the bottom because it is very level and we may get stuck and not make it to the bottom. Watch others coming down the hill, gauging their speed + in a gym, open area, lots of different barbell stations. I'm carrying barbells (with large weight plates) around by holding each "half" under an arm, a trainer comments (?) or says/thinks this is not safe/effective. Trainer mentions my deadlifts are all wrong. I'm looking for a squat rack, can't find one, they're all strange contraptions, + I'm searching for the people who can mix the soft-serve ice cream, I was told that it needs to be remixed. I'm carrying very large containers of it. I approach a woman and man who are the right people but they say it can't be done (remixing my soft-serve) because of some technical reason (forgot).
Dream From Feb 6 '22: Dream 2: It is day. The location is a backyard somewhere, in the lake mac area. The yard has no fence, and so the yard ends at the shore of lake mac. The house belongs to someone, but i don't know for sure, whose place it is. My cousin Joseph and i are looking for some coloured pencils. These are similar to, or are the same as my Staedler brand pencils. There are many pencils, and they have been stuck in the ground. So, Joseph and i collect them. Some of the yard is sandstone like soil, as well as standard dirt soil. Some are even in the grass. We take a break from collecting the pencils. Then i see Joseph, use his hands, to show someone the length of info, he typed into a document, about our actual 5 x great grandfather. He indicates that he typed about 2 or 3 paragraphs of info, that was stored in the pencils. Then i see a young male, who is sitting on a four legged seat outside, on the grass. I see him to my left, and he is facing the right of screen. He is sitting on a folding seat. He says someone is stupid. So i ask him, did he say Joseph is stupid, or did he say that both Joseph and i are idiots (for collecting the pencils). The young male doesn't answer me. Then, i step up onto a patio, from the grass, and collect another coloured pencil, from a concrete pot, that has sandstone looking soil in it. The concrete pot is white and looks a bit old. As i step up, its to my left. The patio, is similar to, though not exactly the same as two of my former addresses. Then i turn around, as though i'm going to step off the patio, back down to the grass. The back door of house is behind me. There is a corrugated like awning, covering this patio. Dad is to my left, and about to walk away, to go leave, to go camping somewhere. There is a BBQ to his right, in front of me. And also a set of camping chairs in their black bags on top of the BBQ. Pop is standing in front of me, facing me, and looks to his right, to ask dad, can he go with dad. Pop is wearing a plain grey jumper. Dad doesn't want Pop to go with him. Dad seems a bit unfriendly to Pop. I can see Pop's face fairly clearly, and he has facial stubble. Pop looks reasonably young, about 60. Although a bit age gap between pop and i'm about 20 something. I don't want Pop to get out of my way, nor do i try to step around him so i can get past him. We have a brief chat, about something. Maybe about what dad said to Pop. As i look at Pop, i see to my left, there is a young woman, Manon Blackman from the 800 words, standing on the grass. As though at one of my previous addresses, i see her standing at the front of that garage, on the south side of it. She smiles at me, but i look away, and look at Pop again. Not sure what else happens. And still daytime, am riding along a concrete footpath, past what is a tennis court. There is a green chainlink fence around the edge of the tennis court. The path is parallel to the long side of the court. Don't know for sure where this is, but i do stop my bike, to get off, and collect some tennis balls that have bounced over the fence. Also have my backpack (on my back). Most of the balls are green. Some are two tones of colour. As for me going north, east, west or south, i don't know. This particular location is not known to me, nor is it like any tennis court i have been past. The path, as i go along it, is on an incline, down. This is not a hill, though the ground could be a subtle mound. I try to throw overarm, even with my arm out to the side. My right shoulder just doesn't want to throw (which is still recovering from knots and old injuries). Plus, i don't think to remove my bag, because surely throwing the balls back, will only last a few minutes. Some of the balls i do throw, don't go over the fence. And, the guys who are playing tennis, appear to stop playing so they can collect the balls i have thrown, which land inside the fence. Some of the balls land on the outside of the fence. The guys didn't ask me to stop to throw the balls back. im actually past the tennis courts, when i see the balls on the ground. There is a strip of grass, between path and fence. So, i turn around, and throw the balls away from me (away from screen), to my left a little bit, because the court, is to my left. After trying to throw one ball back, and my shoulder feeling a bit tired from that, the dream ends. Well, i didn't have to stop, to throw the balls back. Any questions or comments?
bedtime about 0:30 -- too late, need to fix schedule! get up: 08:30 + [DO] flying over and along a roadway that is under construction: mostly rough gravel with transitions between sections. I'm concerned about the smoothness of the road. There's a section over a riverbed that is particularly rough and wavy, I see sort of a bridge structure underneath the road. I'm touching my hand down to the road as I fly over it to smooth it out (?). + On a large open "erector set" structure over a large body of clear blue water. Go over the side and want to jump but am concerned about objects in the water, so I lower myself down as far as I can before jumping down in to the water so I don't hit anything. There's an object floating on the water nearby and I want to make sure I miss it. The water is a Caribbean clear blue. There are some others I know in the section next to me. Up on top of the trellis structure (from which i jumped) there are "rooms," and I want to move to a farther room so that (I won't be disturbed?). Those two others (guy and a girl) move on to the roadway. There is some idea about physical injury not being real? A (woman?) is driving a car right at them and at the last minute the guy&girl roll out of the way to avoid being hit because they realize there would be lasting consequences, while the driver thought there wouldn't be.
Created Saturday 05 February 2022 First LD of the month, which just so happens to be a successful TOTY as well. Dream 1 - TOTY 2022 - Lighting The Argent Scene 1 - Void Drop Start Again The visuals were dim and very blurred. WILD transition in bed. I wasn't quite sure about this at first, as my attempts at imagined movement/detachment felt hollow. Indeed, when I rolled off the bed, I warped right back. This kept repeating, until finally, I found myself descending into the void. A yell of excitement escaped my lungs from how unexpectedly intense this experience was. Warp. Scene 2 - Lighting The Beacon The visuals were brighter, if still slightly blurred. I was in the hallway of what seemed an office building. I turn to the nearest room, where I find it was the main office for a high school. A fairly long queue was ahead. For a moment, I got caught up with this plot. Recalling the TOTY snapped me out of it. And so, I called out to the receptionist, a light haired middle aged woman. "Hey, do you know where The Arcology is?", I asked, not realizing my mistake (I personally call "The Dream Embassy" "The Arcology", though for the sake of this task, it wasn't my intent to ask that). "Sure. It's nearby, but..." But I rushed out before she could finish. I go all the way down the hallway to a back door, colored light green, a lever handle instead of a knob. I try opening it, but it wouldn't budge. Just then, the door's latch lock, and the door itself, somehow opens up on its own. Was someone at the other side, I thought? I was about to step out, but the door slammed shut again. It took 15 seconds more of effort, before I could finally step outside. Glaring light blinded me momentarily. When my vision adjusted, I found a concrete wall interposing. It was massive, over seven stories tall, and was topped with barbed wire. Really made the place look more like a prison than a school... Anyway, I begin levitating up. It was a clumsy ascent, especially given the narrow space, but it didn't take long to free myself from such confines. Now, I was flying high in a clear dawn sky. It would've been so easy to lose myself here, but I had a task to complete. Down below seemed to be a town built on rocky hills. I followed its roads, when it abruptly ended at cliffs. Beyond that was the calm waters of a teal sea, part of which was trapped in a bay-side city many miles wide, the silhouettes of towers visible in the horizon. At a peninsula just beyond the town lay a most interesting site: a very wide yard. Stone-carved constructions were strewn about, including low walls, benches, and statues most abstract. Many of these features were of ancient design, yet showed no signs of wear. The rest of the architecture quite surreal. Most tellingly, there was no outward signs of modern technology, nor of greenery. This was it. This was the Arcology, or at least, a part of it. Quickly, I land in a stone garden. I walk beneath a strange balcony formed of spiral arches, following its pathway towards the center of the space. There stood an engraved wall, much like a memorial wall, though I could read nothing of it. In front of that was a statue atop a tall pedestal, one of the tallest structures in this site. This statue depicted a stone framework of a globe, held in place by stone bands. This didn't seem to depict earth, as none of its landmasses seemed familiar. In all honestly, the site looked a bit more quaint than I expected. I look past its borders, when I come to a shocking realization: there was no visible borders. All its constructions encompassed the landscape well past anywhere within eyesight. In fact, as I looked closer, the above mentioned city was actually also part of this locale, as noted by its similarly designed buildings. I could barely take in the vastness of it all. Simply incredible. I appreciate the view as long as I could. When satisfied, I allowed the dream to begin deteriorating. But, I then recalled I wasn't quite done yet! I called out to the dream, asking repeatedly to return to The Arcology. Or rather, the Dream Embassy, as I finally corrected myself. A minute of uncertainty passes, but eventually, I returned just under the globe statue, almost exactly where I was. There, I begin the next phase of my goal: to light a beacon for all dreamers to see. Charging energy between my palms, I form an orb of light, powering it until its about 3ft in diameter. I then make an overhead throw to launch it at the top of the statue. With a burst, the white light erupts into a beam that pierces the heavens. Against expectation, this ray, rather than remain in state, blinks repeatedly. With each flicker, the light would swirl and arc into aurora-like ribbons, before racing into places unknown. What's more, some of these arced lights found themselves on the surface, zipping and dancing around like ghosts. I was left mesmerized by the view. Before I knew it, I woke up.
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I was in my old school with my old friends that I am no longer in with any touch with because of the lockdowns. We were attending a class , It wasn't a wonky dream and everything appeared realistic . The teacher ordered all of us to move to the top floor in a single file. Me and one of the freinds walked out first and were nervous when no one followed us. They followed later , of course when the teacher urged them to and they were struggling to form a single file . they bumped into each and sent each other back because they wanted to stand just ahead or behind their friends and form groups. I did that too , got pushed behind and then pushed someone behind It was fun , I thought to myself "Man , this is probably a dream but I want this to be real" and then I got the feeling of the dream . Its a pretty distinct feeling for me when I get Lucid . Feels like when you you are struggling with a math problem for a long time and it suddenly hits you how to solve it out of nowhere , It feels like you are "breaking out" . I pinched my nose and breathe through . Everything became clear . I didn't want to stray too far from the plot of the dream because I was enjoying it ( and didn't want to do anything too crazy because I am bad a stabilisation ) . The stairway was long , unending even , the line kept going up and up. I took the time to touch and gaze at the walls while going up , I could see the cracks and texture pretty well. by the time we reached the top , I was panting hard and out of breath . my legs hurt . The sensation too was very realistic . I sat down and the class was about to begin , I saw this as the perfect time to sneak out . I moved towards the back door , went out and no one noticed . it was dimly lit and empty room on the other side. I turned around , imagining a window behind me to summon it. I turned around again but it didn't work and the window wasn't there . Then the dream just ended and I felt my body lying on the bed
non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP At a future scenario that feels a lot like a Myizaki's movie. We have colonies in distant planets but there are also vintage looking people and cities on Earth. One of those planets looks similar to one I know from a sci-fi book I read as a kid. It has big whale like animals that swim in the atmosphere. For some reason a rebel faction starts a war and someone shoots at these animals accidentally. This plays on the news and everyone is shocked. This rebel group turned ludite and wants to destroy our civilization, but everyone else is pacifist and doesn't want this war at all. I am on this planet and I receive a notification that we're in danger and we need to gather at a sports stadium nearby that also doubles down as an evacution site. People sit on floating cocoons that serve as private balconies to watch the games, when there are sports events, but which are also emergency pods that can close and leave the planet to one of our colonies on other planets. While we wait for developments, they keep us entertained by projecting holographically a game that happened on some previous occasion. It is undistinguishable from reality. One of the persons in our coccoon is a kid that lived with the ludites but is pacifist so he left them. He doesn't know our tech, so he keeps asking questions. He asks how do we distingiuish something real from an hologram. I explain it isn't easy and it is almost like telling th difference between a dream and waking life, some people just have that ability and others have to train to recognize it. I am one of those with the natural ability. I also have heightened senses and can hear what other people can't. And as I say this, I do hear something dangerous approaching. I warn others and we fly the coccoons above the stadium and see a fleet of rebels attacking one of our ships and coming towards the stadium. Luckily there are guardian drones that sit on the perifery and shoot anything getting too close. But any way, our pods close and take off immediately. The drones recognize our pods and don't shoot us, instead they make a formation to protect us from any incoming threat and clear a path so we can leave the planet safely. With my dad's family side and my mom, all gathered at some house. It looks like my grandma's house but it is also different. The kitchen looks pretty much unaltered, but in the place of the pantry, there is a cabinet with a TV and a VCR and I am rewinding some tapes looking for some shows I supposedly recorded, but I can't find them. My uncle Fernando comes in and tells me to quit. My two aunts are sitting there, just observing me and say to him that this is important to me. But eventually I give up and we all gather in a living room. It looks like the dining and living room of my grandma's together, but on the wrong side of the hallway. People are all sitting around the room on chairs and sofas sitting against the walls. My cousin Cris is also there, but so are other people I never met. I feel like my current self, but I am myself as a kid and I am on the floor playing with dolls. I think my mom told the family that I am autistic, so they are all observing me and not asking me questions or mocking me as usual. But I also find strange that they don't ask any questions about the autism. I also brought my present cats along, so then I freak out when I notice someone leaving a window open. I go around checking all the windows and asking people to please keep the windows shut. I then spot a cat, that could be Ginga but looks different, jumping to a ledge of a window through which some family member is talking to someone outside. Fortunately the cat is wearing a vest and I manage to grab her by the vest on time and pull her back in. Then back in the living room by uncle Carlos also keeps a window just slightly open and I explain to him the cats can still escape through there and he gets pissed when I close it. Then I do another tour and check the bathroom. All is fine. My mom then comes by and says they are announcing on the news that the Health Minister is dead with covid19 and I am shocked. But my mom is even more shocked and I wonder if this will get her to finally go vaccinate. Then I follow an unknown lady going to a balcony on the back of the house, where I believe she is going to smoke and certainly open a window. Actually when we arrive there, the window is already open. I take a peak outside, we are strangely located on like a 10th floor and I see on a roof down below a black cat and a black and white cat which I can't tell if they are dead or alive. The black one looks like Cuscus, so I call for him and he gets up. Both cats are alive but stuck on that roof. He immediately tries to jump up, but it's too high, so I wonder what is he doing. Then I see there is a metal structure on the wall for putting little pots for plants and it forms some sort of ladder that is climbable. So he climbs it and when he is close enough he jumps into my arms. The other cat also managed to get out of the roof in the meantime. So I take the black cat inside, not even yet sure if it is Cuscus, but I go look if there is another black cat in the house just to be sure. Then confusion ensues when some other guest arrives bringing some 3 other cats. I lose count of the cats. I tried to do a WILD. I focused on being aware as I fell sleep and almost immediately felt the rush of falling into sleep and the metallic noises of hypnagogia. When I open my dream eyes, I am in some scenario that looks like a hospital and I am meeting a friend who works there and another one who is being released or something. It feels like they are very familiar, like Riverstone and Nighthawk, but not looking like anyone I know and instead look like some american boys in their twenties. I also have a different look. And there is another girl in the group. I think the boys are a gay couple but I also love one of them. Anyway, once the one being discharged is with us, we all go walk down the street and I have kept my awareness all the way through, but just been watching everything unfold. The boy on the lead says something like "Where are we going?" or what is going on, and I use the chance to say that we are all dreaming and none of this is real. They react calmly and accepting. I suggest we just try to be mindful and rest in that awareness. So we all just sit on the floor and we meditate together. Whenever I feel the awareness fading, I focus on them and it really helps that they also look calm and focuse. I almost fall out of the dream a couple times, but I conjure some tokens with mantras and Buddha images and put them in front of us, saying we can look and touch them as a way to revive lucidity whenever it is starting to fail, and it works for some time, maybe more than I ever managed to stay lucid meditating. But eventually the dream fades and I feel my waking body. I don't move and I focus on getting back. I do go back but this time I land on a beach in what seems like ancient Mexico. There are some native ladies in their long skirts tending to some bonfires. I try to get back to my friends, but all that happens is that, like a mirage, a wall and a room within a room, appear to my right, where I can see the place we had just been sitting together, but I don't see them. I try to teleport there by just snapping my fingers and for a few seconds it works, but then I fall back to the beach. Tried again, wemt there a few more seconds and then fell bavk to the beach and the image of the wall and rooms disappear entirely and I can't seem able to summom it anymore. Then some kind of demon appears on the beach from behind the bonfires. It looks like an old womam with crazy hair walking on all fours and all the native ladies run away in fear. But the demon is after me. First I hide behind some shelter made with twigs sticking out from a pit in the sand. But she will eventually find me, so I decide to fight back instead. I fly a bit above the ground and wait for her to come. She has a kind of ax made of bones and I hope to snatch it from her and use it against her, but when we clash, in the middle of the struggle I just grab something else and hit her with it. Not sure what happened to the demon, because she dissapears and in her place come dozens of cave men figures running from all directions. Again I the mirage of wall with a door and I manage to cross it, landing on some backroom shit kind of place. that I feel I've seen before. It actually looks like a really nice office, but I sense a dark presence and know this is not a safe place. I try to cross it quickly, but all it's doors and windows just lead to more rooms. Until I spot a window to outside and focus strongly on it staying that way as I open it. And it does and I manage to reach the outside. Then I enter some normal dream in the time of Portuguese King Carlos I and the story is that he went on a balloon trip and had an accident due to bad weather and is lost in the countryside for 8 days until he gets back .
My Dream Recall Has Decereased in the Year Z0ZZ This is my DJ entry for Jan Z0ZZ 2 Jan – Met Sam near river house 4 Jan – Playing 3d games 9 Jan – Empty 10 Jan – Searching for GG 11 Jan – Searching for New Dreams 12 Jan – Me study 13 Jan – Fighting Tournament Single 17 Jan – Participating in Games and winnig games 20 Jan – I remembered my Dream but forgot to write down 24 Jan – Playing 2nd chance on pc games 25 Jan - Playing 2d games Running and grabbing 2 power 26- Jan – Playing PC Games…Trying to earn points and complete level … I asked the question ”is this a LD" while dreaming … 28 Jan – Was playing PC Games… But from 29 Jan till Today my DJ has been Empty … So My DJ has been Empty For the Past 1 Week HOW do I get BACK to having dreams ? For the past 7 days 1 Feel I have not had any dreams at all. I feel I have not Dreamt for 1 Full Week. Any Suggestions ? Any help please ?
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