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Original journal entry dated Oct. 4th, 2002:

Had a dream about a futuristic setting, boys and girls school, somehow involving rival baseball teams and two best friends. Two guys. Well, supposedly two guys. Then one of the rival teams tries to bully one of them, he fights back, scuffle, gets in trouble, etc. For some reason the school is segregated and he does not know his friend is a girl. Finds out in the locker room by accident. Weird romance ensues.

Second dream, somehow in it got captured by a band of rogues, one of the men tried to attack me, I ran to the leader who knocked the guy around a little and made it clear to leave me alone. Which would've been comforting except for the whole belonging-to-him thing, if you know what I mean. Not so bad, he was handsome, long blonde hair, nice bod, nice face, etc. Generally a weird dream.

Original journal entry dated Oct. 15, 2002:

Dreamt that I was lying on a bed, in a bedroom. Full or queen-sized bed, with a comforter with a flower pattern. As it was dark in the room, I could not see the color of the comforter clearly, I believe perhaps it was mostly a brown or tan with hints of purple or green.

It was dark, and the air smelled as if there had just been a storm, or perhaps there was about to be one. I could hear the sound of branches rustling and bamboo clacking just outside the window, possibly in the back-yard. I could see the shadows of tree leaves playing on the ceiling. I was comfortable and happy.

In the dream, I dozed off. When I woke again, it was morning, the room was full of golden-ish light. The carpet was a gold color. I heard someone in the kitchen, presumeably cooking.

11/22/13 More success at having vivid truely non-lucids (not semi).

I am enjoying a soak in a large bathtub. I do not recognose the place. I am done and start letting out the water. My father and some woman enters the room. He wants to know why I drained the hot tub. How is he suppossed to use it now? I try to plug the drain, but it is too late. This is not a bathtub? No it is a hottub and I have ruined it for everyone else. It will take a long time to heat new water up. We used to have a giant hottub whenI was a teen, the dream seems conected to that. I try to get out of the hot tub, but the boards around it are rotting out. They looked fine but my hand has sunk into the rot.
I get out and explore a strange house, the dream fades.

11-22-13 I think I will start recording some of my non-lucids for awhile. I have only been DJing really good LDs, but I would like to start experiencing non lucids again. I have been semi-lucid in ost all of my dreams, and perhaps I may be missing out on something.
I have tried to convince my brain to give me some truely non-lucid dreams, and last night I had some success.

I had a dream that involved being on a forested hill side. I was looking for a place to plant water garden plants like me and dad used to grow.
I then was in a room talking with Dad (no recall of the fact he was now dead. He is a dream sign, but this was an attempt at none lucid) We talked about starting a buisness in Hawaii. I told him that every sunny place was too dry, and every wet place was too shady.
I then was back on the hill side and it was dry and hot. I took a close look at the soil, and wondered if somehow I could change things to create the perfect setting for growing things. The dream faded.

I have lately been considering if I could retire to Hawaii, and maybe buy a condo. This must some how be related.

I've just arrived on the edge of a cliff, out of sight, and now I'm following a path through the trees into town. I'm shocked by the state of the place. Although visually, I-the-dreamer didn't actually see anything that looked unusual - it was night, the streets were empty, there wasn't much to see but it seemed like an ordinary small town - I had the impression that I-the-character was looking at foulness or decay, something along those lines. I hear a conversation like a voiceover, it's not part of this scene - I have the impression it's something said later, as if what I'm seeing is a flashback related to that conversation. In the conversation, I'm saying, "I saw-" and someone else cuts me off, saying "No. You didn't 'see.' You corrupted." They sound angry. That is to say, whatever's wrong with this town is due to my presence, or at least the person speaking believed so. Visually, I'm still walking through that town, and a woman appears in the street, shining or glowing, wearing white robes, and after a moment I recognize Erana. I'm very relieved and run to her; she's not looking at me, she's looking around at the town, looking like she's mourning.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

That same town, relatively early in the evening, when there are still people in the streets. I'm walking together with a married couple. I'm looking at two shops next to each other, and I'm remembering when the man I'm walking with praised this town to me, telling me I should come and visit him and his wife here, talking about the brightly colored buildings and the many-colored tiles on the roofs. I'm looking at the faded paint on these buildings and trying to convince myself that maybe it looks better in sunlight, but I don't think so. I mention this to him, and he brushes it off, vaguely implying that I'm misremembering what he'd said, or that he'd exaggerated, and that it's not important. I start to press the subject, asking his wife about the state of the town.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm walking on a dirt road just before dawn, sky's bright. The ground to my right drops off sharply into a valley which at the moment is filled with rising mist, and I'm stopping to enjoy the sight. It's very beautiful.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

A mother and daughter in their library, the mother is standing over a book lying open on a stand, and the daughter is behind the stand, trying to get a look at the book. She holds up a candle to try to read, but her mother tells her you can't read it like this. The mother puts out her candle, and all the other lights, and when it's pitch black the book starts glowing. As a 3rd person observer, I'm thinking something about how this makes perfect sense for a book about darkness. The mother is focusing on the book and saying "I shan't flee from you around here, mortal." The light from the book flares up so brightly I can't see anything else.

non lucid
*When visiting with karmapa this felt very real not like a dream. He told me that I could be doing much better with my practice. In his company started to laugh because from what he showed me everything is beyond conception. In the dream this caused me to laugh.

Had a dream where I went to London for school for some reason but had to come right back a couple hours later because something was messed up with our plans. Had a dream my dad and brother were back and I we were sitting on this weird couch telling them about it. It was very bright although it was inside. This is the only dream I remember.

The reason I called it opposite dream is because everything felt like it was going right in my dream. Then I woke up to my real life... lol

I was im my house I am now and remember my dad telling my mom to go to the grocery store to buy something but then she asked for has money but the supermarket is literally right around our block. And my dad responded negatively towards my mom and my moms nerves arent good to begin with starts screaming louding from her room to my dad on the other side of the house in the kitchen. Saying that she doesnt have enough for has money at which point I felt a huge surge of emotional energy all over my body when I was walking towards my mom to tell her Ill help her financially but the emotional wave was extremely strong and I woke up with the emotional energy all over my body making reflect on my past with over fights my parents have had and starting to cry and ask my spirit guide questions on how to respond to those emotions and spirit guide told me that my dad had to apologize to my mom.

Morning of November 23, 2013. Saturday.

Dream #: 17,141-02. Reading time: 2 min 42 sec.



I am in the Stadcor Street house, though unaware it is a place where we had lived. The house has boxes and furniture in all the rooms, but there is water everywhere that covers much of it. It seems as if there a river within the house. I try to get through one area from the lounge room to the kitchen and sometimes go lower or under the shoulder-high water to pull myself back up while using boxes or furniture to stabilize my position. An old unknown male on a raft drifts by, seemingly annoyed by my presence.

Later, I am outside with Zsuzsanna near a big (fictitious) garage. The area is inhabited by people who are like composites of pilgrims and hillbillies with a colonial mentality. They are xenophobes. A man who reminds me of VonHelton, a conspiracy theorist on YouTube, is present. I was supposed to give him something from the house, but I had forgotten what it was.

“What does an injun and a gypsy hope to find here?” he loudly inquires, waving his arms around. He has a long white scraggly beard and reminds me of the personas from “Bugs Bunny: Hillbilly Hare.” There is a big table where there are old one-of-a-kind books. One of the people near the table seems friendly. Another man looks at me and tells me to be careful with the “one-of-a-kind” books, and I stare him down while telling him that I am “one-of-a-kind.” However, it also seems that similar “one-of-a-kind” books are underwater back in the house.

Time passes, and I seem to be Zsuzsanna, but my voice seems to be mine. No one notices. I am looking through books on family names. There is an ancestor on Zsuzsanna’s mother’s side named either Mark Davids or David Marks, but it seems unlikely in my dream (in real life, it is “Marks,” anglicized from the original name). The book I am looking through as Zsuzsanna while speaking to other people at the table has the names in proximity. One features in a comic-strip-like section (though with real photographs) as a Czechoslovakian pirate chasing another man who ends up neck-high in a river near mossy rocks. (There is a “Czech Pirate Party” - “Pirate Parties were established in many European countries as a protest against the restriction of the civil rights by lobby groups.” There may be influence from the news “Hundreds of rampaging neo-Nazis attempt pogrom against Romani people in Ostrava.”)

I continue to read (as Zsuzsanna) information on her father’s people and the genocide that is still an issue. (In real life, he had escaped to Australia). There is a connection to the word “pogrom” and the name “Ostrava” and other terms, some fictitious, the main word being “Sym,” which supposedly means a pogrom against the “gypsies” (Romani). It could be a play on “Sim.” It seems to be “Sxm” at times. (There was a “precognitive” thread here, though likely telepathic for lack of a better word. Toby had posted “Sxm” on Facebook right after I started writing this entry - his own new shortened form of the name of a radio station he had never posted about before.)

I become aware my youngest son is here. I open a book and in the back, between the back cover and the last page, is a big praying mantis preserved much like a leaf, its wings (somewhat semi-circular) spread out. It is nearly the size of the page. It floats in the air for a short time before drifting back down onto the page, as if from a subtle life-force, perhaps from suspended animation. It is the most vivid part of my dream. My son watches with mild interest but does not speak. I am thinking, as Zsuzsanna, that I should “find my husband.”

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I have added another “precognitive” facet even though the matching dream content of another poster had an older date. It was posted right after mine (so I am adding the “dream journal synchronicity” tag). Ashzepplin’s online dream journal (dream id 189743) no longer exists.

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I was with S at wal-mart. We were looking to buy snacks because my dad was making us learn what it was like to live in the real world and be adults. He said we had to survive on our own. I was telling S that we only had a limited amount of money and should spend it wisely.

I was watering the plant in my room. After I poured two big pitchers of water (it's a big plant) into the soil, i noticed that the soil was still dry as a bone. I got really frustrated and started watering the plant excessively until the pot was flooded with water.

Edit: Trapped in middle school.

I think I had this dream once, a long time ago. (When I was actually in middle school) The premise was simple. I had stayed after at my middle school for some reason, but then at a certain time the doors automatically locked and I was trapped inside the school building, and was tasked with finding a way out.
Eventually, I ended up going through a ventilation duct onto the roof. From there, I jumped off the roof and managed to get home.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #166: The Melatonin Tunnels

I'm walking along an underground tunnel that looks a bit like a subway station. For some reason, melatonin is tightly and suspiciously regulated in this world and I've just gotten the license to take some. I'm vaguely aware that I hope this will make me have a lucid dream.

I'm passing by a bunch of ticket windows where old, serious-looking men stare out at me. I'm nervous that I've done something wrong, but I'm so excited about my melatonin privileges that I don't worry too much about it.

I see Wife up ahead and I wave hugely to her. She looks a little embarrassed by how excited I am. "I took some melatonin!" I shout to her.

"Very good, sweetie," she says in a much quieter voice, cutting her eyes from side to side in embarrassment. I'm very excited about the possibility of a lucid, which makes me realize that I'm having one right now.

I say something to Wife indicating that it worked and she nods, smiling slightly. She leads me down the tunnel through a door into what looks like a cafeteria with folding tables laid out. Wife's extremely purposeful and is taking me through what seems to be a mandatory process, so I go with it. We stop at a table and there's some kind of form we're supposed to fill out. But Wife just briefly lays her hand down on the form, leaving a little Wife hand-print on there and she's apparently all done. I do the same and we move past the table.

We pass through a doorway into a room that looks a little like my new office. Waiting to greet us near a desk is an attractive woman in her late 20s, Asian, with glasses and a vaguely librarian sort of look. She says a few things about melatonin, showing us a piece of metal pipe where melatonin apparently grows naturally and can be harvested from. She's very friendly and cute and I begin vaguely wondering whether she and Wife would be interested in any sexytime.

The line moves on before I can figure this out, though, and we proceed into a tunnel of stone blocks. As we're walking along, the tunnel becomes crowded with a flood of running girls and young women, all chattering excitedly and moving toward a huge wicker basket that's sitting in the center of a nearby room. The girls elbow roughly past me as they move toward whatever's in that basket, and I become incredibly curious about what's in there.

By the time I get to the basket, Wife has disappeared into the crowd. The basket is filled with little handheld video game consoles, so I grab one. I work my way out through the crowd of girls as they continue pulling these little handhelds out of this apparently-bottomless basket, each of them running off excitedly as they grab one.

I stare at my little handheld and it comes on. There's a picture of a cartoonish lizard with its tongue sticking out. The text on the screen keeps shifting, but it seems to be accusing me of breaking some kind of game rule. The word choice is so strange and keeps shifting so much that it's hard to be sure. I assume that the problem is that this handheld is for girls and dudes are not supposed to use it. But too bad, I got one, it's my dream, and I'm playing it.

The screen shifts to the image of a handful of deer playing in a gently-flowing stream. It looks like a beautiful scene and I get the sense that it's taking place somewhere high in the hills. I remember Nyx and Xanous talking about moving into the image of a television so I bring the handheld super close to my face and try to make myself a part of the scene.

No matter what I do, though, I can't seem to get rid of the border that defines the edge of the screen. The image is up close and very vivid but that border starts driving me nuts. I really try this for a while. I feel like I'm close but know that I'm not getting some part of what I ought to be doing and the dream ends before I can figure it out.

Dream recall from today's WBTB/naps.

Dream 1(fragment):

I was playing some game.

Dream 2(fragment):

I was playing some different game and there was something about naming.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was in some organization and we were on a secret base, enemy group was noticed nearby and we went on a mission to deal with them. We chased them and they went away then we returned to base only to find out that enemy infiltrated the base while we were away. Enemy leader was here and he said something about plans then disappeared we chased the rest of enemies as they tried to hack something.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was in some kind of eastern restaurant place and i was powerful, i talk to some people and then suddenly random person tries to attack me but i easily knock him back into the corner. He starts telling some story about his search.

Dream 3(fragments):

I was in an outdoor area with some buildings. There were birds around, and after a while some bird-like pokemon started appearing and attacking everyone and i had to dodge a few ice wave kind of attacks.

Dream 4(fragments):

I was playing some game with very cartoonish graphics. Main character was a demolitionist dude and the mission was to blow enemy bases up, which i did.

Dream 5(fragments):

I was guest in some house and there was a family of people, they had some problems and were hiding here. Then some people in black started coming and family blocked the doors using minecraft wood blocks. But people in black found other way and everyone started fighting.

Dream 6(fragments):

I was at home and there was something about connection to some sites, which had info that was apparently forbidden for people to see, something about some experiments.

Dream 7(fragments):

I was on some minecraft server and there were some wolves angry for no reason and attacking, then i've found pile of dead minecraft people and someone said in chat that server is modded so corpses don't disappear and then some creative mode player appeared and started cheating stuff in.

Did not remember any dreams.

I was driving home from school and there were two girls in the back seat. I didn't know how they got there but still continued driving anyway. I think they started kissing and laying on the floor. The roads looked different, and I was coming from the opposite direction that I usually do. But then it started to look familiar. At that point the girls got out of the car and I drove away.

So in my dream I was stuck in a hotel. Some natural disaster happens which threatens the human life all over the world. Initially it began with fire balls falling from sky. Everybody started to panic and running in the hotel, but there was no where to go because the whole world was on fire. I try to run to basement. Suddenly a deadly gas erupted heading towards our hotel. I saw some people came with safety mask. I tried finding one for me but I couldn't. So, when I was running to basement I found an oxygen breathing system with cylinder across the stairs. So I decided to stay with that system, I thought that will be the best for me. Although I was worried about my family coz they might not have the same privileged as I do. Then I woke up.

Last night I ate Italian Food: Noodles and garlic bread, before watched Hunger Games. Had Headache till now.

I can blame watching the movie and the headache might be the reason for the dream, but I had many similar dreams with natural disaster that I want to share in other posts and I want to find if somebody else have similar dream. If somebody else have similar dream please contact me.