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I am going to get my hair cut. I am taking a taxi into town; the driver is a Black and very quiet man. I think I’ve been talking to Melissa about it and she’s convinced me it’s okay to go somewhere new. I am also only going for a trim, as I plan on growing my hair out again, middle part and all. I think I am here now, a place that looks more like a court building. I ascend some steps, inside? to get to the small salon. The whole area is deserted - I don’t pass a single other person.

I am in what looks like a bedroom, with somebody else (Sage, or a different friend?). I have a bag of gummy edibles and pour out a handful. I go to give the other person some and we decide that a whole handful is probably too much, so I revise the portion to just two and then eat them. I then open the drawer to a desk in here, finding a small stack of papers. These papers are somehow edibles that I’ve eaten that never did anything. I’m thinking that these gummy ones probably won’t do anything either.

I have killed Ryan. I’m not sure what’s happened up until this point, but we are in some house and I am on top of his prostrate body. I have a belt around his neck and tighten it as hard as I possibly can. With my other hand I fend off his initially struggling arms. There’s a brief moment of resistance that I almost think I won’t overcome, until I squeeze so hard that I hear something sickeningly break. After that moment he is limp and no more. At the same time either he or I am vomiting, watery orange and voluminous. There is now relief and dread that it is over. I think I put the body in some place or another. I’m now outside Mom’s house with Makayla. I tell her I need to tell her something and say “I killed Ryan.” Her eyes widen and there is no disbelief, just fear and, I think, panic. She asks what I’ve done with the body, and we start walking to visitor parking. There is a garbage can that I must have put it in. She mentions my fingerprints being on it. Mentally I concede, knowing it’s only a matter of time before I’m found out. Now I am walking back to the house with Mom. She seems generally happy and I worry about her reaction, both at losing him and at what I’ve done.

*Despite my feelings towards Ryan, this was a disturbing dream to relate.

I am with Melissa and Alex in a store. Right now I’m not by either one of them, and I think I’m looking for something to make and give to Melissa. I’m in an aisle of really random things, and I notice a ball shaped handle on top of a lid or something else. I think about getting it to take the handle off and repurpose it. I set my keys or something down and Alex appears and says/implies that I’ve got to be quieter if I don’t want Melissa to know I’m here. I think there is no concept of wearing masks in this dream.

I am in some public place with Melissa. She’s gone to the bathroom and I’ve followed her. There is a large single occupancy bathroom and an empty waiting room? adjacent to it. She goes into the bathroom and I wait in this other room. Outside this room, a younger girl makes eye contact with me, apparently expecting to use this bathroom next. I feel a little weird being in here with Melissa, apparently thinking the whole thing is a single bathroom.

I am somewhere, by a park maybe, with my parked car. I step outside the driver's side to drink some water. In either a mirror or my peripherals I notice that the back door is open, so I shut it. Now, when I step out again? I see that it is open again. Finding this kind of weird, I close it again. This happens one more time and at this point it is pretty disturbing as there is nobody around and no way it could have happened by itself. I think I assume it must be a ghost.




I am in an unfamiliar house. It seems dim and sparse in here. I notice a small family approaching and get weird vibes. What looks like a teenage girl starts trying to open the door. I’ve locked the door knob and the deadbolt but she is somehow able to open them, so I have to keep pressing the door closed and relooking these. It is somewhat a struggle to keep the two balanced. At times she makes startling progress, but I think I manage to keep her out.




I am in what I think of as a Vans store but what looks like a grocery store. I’m probably thinking this due to all of the Vans merchandise on display. Specifically I notice some high up (like above the meats or dairy section of a store’s display). I notice some teenage? boys that seem to be wearing Vans head to toe. I think about what it would be like to completely wear only one brand. At some point I am in an aisle with Mom and some others. I think there is largely an absence of masks, and it doesn’t feel like a bad thing.




I’m with Makayla and we are parking at the front of some store. It is average to large for a retail building, with a curved exterior. The area seems rather desolate. As we get out of the car a happy looking black man approaches and compliments us for getting out of a semi truck’s way/letting it do something. He just seems very content and sincere. I envision this semi truck in the center ‘lane’ of what looks like pyramid highway, and I’m assuming this happened earlier in the dream.




I am following, through a forested area, a river that is not too wide yet gives the impression of depth. It appears fairly peaceful but has a very strong current. The water seems so clear and pure.

I am training the new person at work on her first day. I think she is here just after opening and it is already slightly busy. This makes it hard for me to actually train her and it is frustrating me. She is up at the register and actually seems to be helping customers already. At times I think she is on her phone up here, which is pretty bold for her first day. I think that she doesn’t really seem like the type to work here.

Snowflakes in Norway
13/07/20
-Lucid #9 - DILD

I’m walking down a wide path, it looks like a back alley of some sort and has fences either side. I’m with my wife and talking to her about Lucid dreaming. I ask her if she’s ever had one. She thinks for a moment and then says “yeah I think I have”. “Yeah most of us have had a spontaneous one at some point” I explain.

We keep walking and then, as I’m talking I start to wonder if this is a dream? I’m not sure why but something feels odd about the scene and where I am. “Wait, Is this a dream?” I stop and say with an amused and doubting smile. My wife looks at me amused and I feel silly even considering it but I decide to check. I look at my hands and stretch and curl my fingers. They look real and there is no reason to doubt them. I look around for more clues. Everything about the world looks 100% real and I’m pretty sure I’m awake.

“Is this a dream?” I ask again and chuckle awkwardly as I’m really not sure and she probably thinks I’m mental right now. Though it feels a little silly I do the finger palm check and start stabbing my palm with my finger. It doesn’t go through but a very slight sponginess on my skin makes me question things again. “Nah” I say and wag my finger, not wanting to be fooled. “I’m sure this is a dream?” I then see a metal post which has some text on it. I decide to do the text change reality check. I concentrate on a word, look away and then back again. I wasn’t expecting anything from this but as I look back the word has indeed changed!!! It hits me, I am dreaming! I can’t believe it and never before have I felt so sure things were real and now I’ve proven it I’m still in disbelief.

In excitement I clap my hands together and say “Right!”, as if I can’t wait to get stuck in and have fun but as I do a worry passes over my mind and I see again how real everything is. I then wonder what if I’m mistaken and this isn’t a dream? It could mean I do something dangerous or regrettable in real life. I decide I need to do the Check again so there is no doubt. I look back at the same text and away again. As before the text changes to gibberish. I do it one last time to be safe and the text changes again and even glitches and looks to be sliding off the post. There is no doubt now this is a dream and I’m amazed!

I’m not sure if the dream jumps here or if I’ve forgotten a section but the next thing I know I’m in a crowded gift shop. I remember I want to try flying so I need to get outside. I see an emergency exit which people are leaving through. I hurry out the door but as I leave I look back and see my wife is walking on, oblivious to the fact I have ditched her. I know she’s a dream character but still I feel a little bad.

I leave and arrive outside next to the big building I was just in which is layered in shiny black metal. I look ahead and it’s right on the shore of a giant frozen lake and beyond are large snowy mountains. The sun is just setting behind them, creating a beautiful orange glow which lights the mountains and shimmers on the frozen lake. I walk up to the lake and I’m in awe along with other spectating tourists. It’s so beautiful and I’m sure I’m in Norway. I really want to take a photo but I know it would be pointless in a dream.

I then look around some more and see huge snowy mountains to the side as well, shrouded in dark cloud. I remember my mission to fly and look up at the night sky and the black cloud and wonder if I can do it? I then see hundreds of large, snowflakes falling from the sky, which gently flutter to the ground. One hits me on the head and I feel a cold wetness as it melts. I’m a bit annoyed the dream has manifested these obstacles and so I look up to the dark sky and say “Snowflakes stop!” For a moment I think it’s worked as they ease off but then a second wave appears from the blackness above and start falling. I don’t know what to do about it and then the dream ends.

Analysis:
I started off talking about dreaming so my mind must have been focused on it. It took me a while to convince myself it was a dream but it was nice that I stuck to my suspicion and didn’t give up. Once again the palm reality check was unreliable but I decided to try the text change RC which I noticed worked in another lucid dream. It worked again this time and is definitely my most effective reality check. It was funny how I had to double check, that’s how real and genuine it felt. I was so convinced and it taught me just how real dreams can feel. It was a nice location I found myself in and I remembered my dream goal but sadly the dream then worked against me and those damn snow flakes just wouldn’t stop. I then woke up and it’s hard to know why. It was so abrupt it may be just that the REM period had ended. Either way it was a cool experience even if I didn’t get to achieve my flying goal.

Waking Notes:

Stability: High
Control: Low
Clarity: High
Awareness: High
Length: Low

Trigger: Talking about dreaming
Reality check: Finger palm & Text change
Length: 5 minutes (approx.)
Goals: None
Techniques: WBTB, MILD
Time: 2:30am
Lucid count: 9

About an hour of insomnia between 03:30 and 04:30

+ In a large white cube room, trapped here? Floating around in it, like there is no gravity, jumping from wall to wall, rotating head over heels while doing so. There's another guy here who's an enemy?

+ On the control deck of a military ship, looking for enemy planes with radar, doing various searches, not finding anything except a "parachuter." The military are very neat and precise, they label even the electrical outlets with markings indicating (how much force is needed to pull out the plug?). I clean some small object I'm holding using forced air from the control panel, I think I've used military equipment to do so. I look down and see the (deck captain's?) equipment tray lying on the ground, I think I've used some of his stuff.

On top of a structure in search of a fugitive (the parachutist?), following people down into an interior stairway. There's a guardian large woman at the bottom, and we engage in some sexy time, short, she stands up, says "thank you!" but she needs to get back to work. I continue walking throughout the structure, and come across an open cafe.

Inside everything is branded/colored dark green: tables, aprons, etc. I approach the counter and the open kitchen behind is visible, where the employees are continuing the prep for the day (it's just opening hours apparently). I'm intrigued by what look to be gigantic bananas. It is a South American themed cafe. There is a large table/structure/assembly line there where they are prepping tropical drinks: fruits or blenders with fruits inside are being prepared in order to be blended in a machine, and the drinks can be purchased. I'd like to try some but I think they would be too much for one person.

+ outside, at D, night, near structure currently under construction, look back at main house, think [something...]

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP


At my grandma's house in Moita, with my parents and aunt/uncle. I am reminiscing about the time my cousin said he had a cancer and did not show any worry, but I felt it was a big deal (and it was). Dad is closing the windows of the house, saying it is time to sleep and I ask if he locked the front door. He says no, so I grab the keys and he asks if I know which one to use. I say I'll find out. Turns out there is not even a door in place to close. My aunt joins me and I show her there is no door and she thinks it's no big deal. Then my mom also joins and while they figure out what happened to the door, I step out in the garden and admire how lush and chaotic it is. It grew into a full forest, but with edible plants all around too. I tell mom I'd like to move in here and she looks worried and tries to change my mind.
I realize there is a small road passing through the garden that is being used by other people. There are rickshaws taking people through our garden. I watch as one departs empty and the conductor falls down a bridge over a stream at the end of the garden, that cracks under his feet. Other people come to his rescue. As I approach, I am no longer at my grandma's garden, this is in clearly an Asian garden in some Asian country. I'd say Chinese by the style. I then see a temple and go inside. Like in some comedy movie that I am watching, there is a funny scene where some village idiot gets into an absurd situation and somehow is face is reflected on Guru's Rinpoche statue and people think it is a miracle and pray to him. While this happens, my mom comes in looking for me and asks me to leave with her. But I am actually interested in staying and joining a prayer session starting. She complains she does not understand a word it is being said and I point out there are subtitles in the air if she pays attention, but she can't seem to catch them and is upset. I walk her to the door but say I will stay. Then I am surprised by D. Rinpoche who comes from a back room to me at the door and asks me why haven't had a child. And I am like "I don't want to". He insists "why not?". And I wonder why is it so important for him that I have a kid. I explain it is a complex mix of reasons and he asks for the main one. I reply I think Riverstone would be a bad father to my kid. He looks a bit shocked but wants to know more. Then Riverstone is at the door and we have to stop talking, so I bow down to D. Rinpoche and say farewell.

I am rich, just inherited some hypermarket stores chain and a mansion. I am exploring my new house and it is ridiculous. I have a walk in closet the size of my actual living room and two-storey high, filled with outfits. There is also a room with a full library of comic books and rare graphic novels, and several copies of each volume. I am already thinking of selling some. All is fantastic, I am planning on having a quiet weekend enjoying my new mansion, when instead of all the people who were present, going away, more and more people are coming. Turns out one of the chain stores is right below my house and actually partially going into my house, like that library is actually part of the shop and not just for my pleasure and the walking closet is actually the clothes section, so turns out I don't have any privacy or the things to myself. I feel upset and go through some back door to what looks like a storage area. I am attacked by a really fat crocodile that comes out of nowhere. I climb something and try to stay out of his way but he keeps chasing me. I am saved by a giant toad that attacks the crocodile.

Accidentally I turn up at some ceremony that will be lead by Rinpoche. He is coming soon and people are looking for a place to sit. The place is a narrow rectangular room, people sit on the floor with their backs against the walls and Rinpoche will sit at the end on the narrower side, on a slightly elevated stage. I get a very good place right by the side of the stage on the floor, but then realize I don't have any of the texts I will need to join in prayer, so I put down a jacket or something to mark my place and get up to go get some texts somewhere. I jump over a wall to get outside more quickly and come across Rinpoche who is just passing behind that wall. He asks me where I am going. I explain I am going to get texts and he says not to bother, and just ask the boy sitting next to him. So we go inside and the boy is sitting on the elevated stage prepared for Rinpoche. He is a very young boy, I believe a tulku, and he is sitting on the stage on a pillow and has another ready by his side. I ask him about the texts and he says he does not have extra but will share his with me and offers the pillow by his side. I am so embarrassed and I say "no, I can't sit there", but he insists, so I ask if we can at least push the pillows near the end of the stage and not be so close to Rinpoche. He indulges by moving like 20 cms to the side. I give up and sit by his side, so very self-conscious of what everybody will think. Then notice I am dressing an exquisite outfit and wearing adornments in my head I didn't had previously. Still nobody in the audience flinches and I wonder "what do they know that I don't?"
Then Rinpoche arrives and sits on his place but before anything else, he says he has something to share. He says his cancer is back and he just found out this morning. I see people in shock but nobody moves from their places, so as I am so close I reach out to hold his hand, knowing once again this might shock people, but they don't care. Then Rinpoche comes closer and leans to me, crying a bit. I hold him in my arms and comfort him. Tell him I don't think I'll live long either, so let's live one day at a time. Then I start feeling again self-conscious and whisper to him if we can meet later alone. He says yes and nothing else.
It is only when the ceremony ends that some Asian girl approaches me to say "when Rinpoche leaves, please follow me".

I had a dream where my dog was 20 years old and my mom was saying he had only one week left to live. I woke up in a cold sweat terrified. He's 5 years old IRL.

For the last few years, my dreams have been blurry. Usually always revolving around a few key themes:

• Large City-based, lots of narrow streets and alleys, parks, waterways
• Water in some way, large body or flood or heavy rains
• Searching for something in this cityscape
• The movement of going from one scene in the city to another, repeatedly
• Can tell there is detail, but too blurry to make out.

I do kind of shoot myself in the foot as I take things that inhibit dreaming which is causing the lack of clarity, but i usually wake up with the flashes and random bits from the dream, and they all seem to follow this pattern for the most part. I will sometimes wake up at the perfect moment in the sleep cycle to remember it, but those are rare these days.

Starting again to get back into the habit of recording them, as well as working on basic recall again.

When "Manifest Dropped on Netflix I binge watched it. I was disheartened when it wasn't renewed for a 4th season. I prayed togod to give me a sign if I would ever see Jamie again. I asked if in some miracle that "Manifest" gets renewed for another season I would take it as a definite sign... Well It happened. https://www.marca.com/en/lifestyle/2...8138b45b2.html

Jamie dreams

Might have had one audio dream where she was talking to me. I miss the longer and even slightly more detailed dreams.

Been drinking too much at night so it's probably killing my recall. I also drove down to the mountain view county area, (Didsbury, Olds, Bowden," my old stomping grounds. Here for a week then maybe i can plan a better sleep schedule or WBTB. Visited old friends J and H. H was big into dreams when we used to hang I finally told her about a potential shared dream I had with her years ago. I had this dream we were outside at night me and Her crew. I was flapping my arms up and started flying. H asked me how I was flying? I said just flap your arms and rise up. And we started flying together. A few days later IWL she ran up to me and said, "Rob, Rob I had this dream I was flapping my arms and it made me fly it was so funny." So I finally told her that and she was really ecstatic. Her and her Bf made me and my brother pot stickers and other snacks, and let us crash. They let me stay in the guest room, where a lot of their guests claimed to have had strange dreams sleeping in that room. But honestly, after so many drinks, I wasn't expecting much. I did have one dream of a bright white room with H in it and she was smiling.

Honestly that's all. Here's for a better week!

+ Basketball -- in a court, playing, high on the side wall of the court is some contraption, a small cylinder, grasping and pumping this cylinder has some effect on the game, I'm trying it, there is the notion that this is cheating?

+ In a garage, walking around a sort of a wreck of a car, it's really falling apart, it was part of a family taxi business? The frame is blue.

I'm working on paying more attention to dreams & dreaming, mindfulness of the present moment and lucidity. I hope to keep it up all through the year, despite the perpetual distractions of waking life. Trying to find a way to smoothly integrate mindfulness and lucidity, purposeful attention back into a 24x7 way of being.

+ at a swimming pool, teacher in the water with students, large olympic size pool, I'm walking along the long side, the teacher calls to me and says "I already have plans for them" referring to a group of youngsters seated in a row outside the pool. I see my young son S2 is there with them.

+ I approach a group of postal clerks seated in an open rectangular area (like a "typing pool" from old movies, about 5x5 workers/desks), and am trying to formulate what I want: I want to see if they can find forwarding records of mail send to me from my old landlord in city S [life-long dreamsign, return to city S] to me, so that I can track down the address or the landlord (so that I can move back there again?). I get pretty confused while trying to explain what I want, and think it's probably not possible.

+ Stuck in traffic at night (driving down LL in B), we decide (I'm not driving I think) to jump the curb and turn right through an open fence, I think this is a brilliant idea, a shortcut to avoid the stuck traffic, we follow some cars on this path, through open fences, make it back to a street (Sol in B on the way to A), driving past restaurants full of people (really packed closely), full-swing celebrations going on 1st and second floors visible (missing/transparent walls), Chinese restaurants I think.

Inside Chinese Church (?), I think colleague Ch Ch is here, he serves here I think (hear his voice?), there is a tall white staircase/pedestal, I think it's stairs to an upstairs area, or maybe just it's a high place where the people sit who run the ceremonies, Ch Ch comes out to meet me(?).

Walking with some (former manager? Unknown/unfamiliar) past people seated at long banquet tables with white tablecloth, I think he's going to offer me a job, but we stop and he turns to me and says that he's sold the entire development team to another company.