interesting regular dream I was learning advanced mind techniques. One was to overcome pain through the mind. Felt like lessons or practice taught by some guy in a sitting yoga position? unusual dream for me. Bed 1140 wake 412 no plans for LD but not quick back to sleep so SSILD after while. Lose awareness and then gain awareness as the vibrations start coming over me and I nudge them on/amplify and I enter the dream and fly off to go visit Girl Friday. This time we have full blown sex. Previously I don't remember it going beyond 2nd base especially in an LD. Reminder to self: Don't believe what you hear about LDs unless it's a positive thing. After messing around and as I get ready for intercourse I worry slightly that it might wake me up..but no, not right away at least! It felt like it was not hard enough but realized differently upon waking. Try to re-enter the dream or any LD but after 10 seconds I decide it's not going to happen and I start doing the SSILD cycles when I realize that I can see through my eyelids I'm back in an LD. I'm sitting in a kitchen that looks like one I have been in before but I'm not sure I recognize it from waking life. Starts to fade and then I come into a new scene sitting on what feels like one of my childhood beds-twin size in a childhood bedroom looking out the window but not sure if it is a false memory of a bedroom. It felt so neat and felt like traveling back in time and thought that it was a cool use of lucid dreaming-time travel. Find myself in some grayish room with horizontal boards with gaps between the boards for walls did not seem like anywhere I wanted to be so I flew out the wall or a window(did not focus on any barriers to exit). Find myself in front of a large mirror wall like you might find in a workout studio , martial arts studio, or dance studio. I decide to try something I was reading about yesterday: practicing sports techniques and moves. I looked a little thinner than I currently am and moved with such ease right down left down right up left up .. Almost floating in the air with some of the moves it was so much fun. I do a flying karate kick quite well. I have been doing a lot of reality checks in waking life so I thought let me see what my hand looks like. At first I only had four fingers but I could see the fifth finger was curled underneath my hand and it felt like it was hard to pop it up but eventually I did and my hand looks fairly normal. I then look at my face in the mirror and I recall a previous task of the month and my face looks thinner maybe a little bit younger and there are five small black dots above my lip on the right side. They look like tiny bugs but I don't remember seeing them move. Starts to fade out and then fade back in to staring straight into an eye or the inside corner of an eye and the face around the eye is silver .. It occurs to me that I should not be scared and I decided to just close my dream eyes and move on but instead I wake up. Besides waking up after the 1st LD, I assume that the other transitions to different scenes were from within the dream so not counting those separately but I am NOT really sure if I was chaining them together in little mini awakenings. It seems like I would remember if I was doing it through actual chaining.
I was at a house party in colombia not sure whose house but anyways I was with all my friends from colombia such as my cousins and their main friends which we always hangout with when im over there. And I had a bag of herb which was in my bag hidden in my room and then all of a sudden im looking at a ipad not sure which social networking site and I see my biggest weed head friend smoking a joint which at that point I turn around and see him and ask him " thats my herb isnt it?" which of course he says "oh yeah" and I felt like I was mad blasted which at that point the house party turned super beast. I also remember a conversation I was having with some chick about a water table which was similar to like a water bed but it was a water table with fishes swimming in it which was pretty interesting. I also remember when people were leaving that when I was looking in to the sky I saw a UFO which landed at a van in my street and this chick named Elizabeth from my dream got picked up in it and left. After that I am in my bed with barely one eye open and my mom comes to interrogate me asking me why my right eye isnt fully open and it was mainly cuz I was high and then she got my dad to come see me which at that point my eye was working normally. After that he left and I remember it started getting brighter and I saw that chick Elizabeth riding a bike to school with like 3 or 4 other kids riding bikes going to school as well when I was looking out the window.
August 29, 2013 Notes: the only thing I tried to do last night was fall asleep happy. Several dreams, but I only remember bits and pieces of each. Two lucids, only remember one. Drawing Time I brought all my drawing supplies with me, all I need now is the perfect spot. This building was big, open and also really lonely and kinda creepy. But I'm here so whatever. To make it less creepy I look for a sunny spot, which was right dab in the middle of two staircases. I sit down, unload my backpack and I was just about to doodle when - the bell rings and all the classrooms let out all their students. Little elementary kids running around everywhere. Some teachers find me and yell at me. They accuse me of being a teenage vandal. Cats We're running down a long grassy hallway, flanked by apartment buildings. The stray cats were everywhere and they all had their own little turfs and gangs. Some of them harass but, they're still just fluffy household cats. Seminar The seminar was being given by some older blonde lady. Her talk was really fascinating but of course I don't remember squat. Afterwords she was having a book signing and taking comments. The comment I wrote for her went something like this "thanks for selling cupcakes so that you can raise money so that you can raise awareness of lucid dreaming!" So I guess it was a dream seminar Militant Leader-Lucid Maybe its not ironic that after the dream seminar we all ran into this guy. Some crazy nazi war general. He had us oppressed with all of his militant rules. I finally rebel against him by showing him something that I can do that he can't - fly. I fly around his head and out the building - lucid. I remembered my dream goal, to bring the objects closest to me in full clarity. I land by a bush by a brick wall. I start with the leaves, bringing them into clarity. At first they were just dream leaves. But then they became life like. The leaves had fuzzy hairs that I could see and feel. Some were realistically torn, or dried up, or eaten by bugs. I was about to move onto the next object when I woke up suddenly. Giants I dreamed of giant robots attacking the school ground. But as long as you remained out of their sight, their laser beam can't blast you. The school itself was safe. So we just hanged out casually in one of the classrooms.
If this is too long and you want a good read, I'd recommend skipping to dream 2. That's where the fun starts. Titles of dreams are in red so they're easier to spot Dream 1, non-lucid "Yearly school dream" Every year when the school year is about to start (this year it will start September 3rd) I have at least one dream with a wildly different school but the same people, yet somehow I never notice the differences and become lucid. As the dream starts I am in a class that is suddenly ending. I know that it was second block and leave to go to third block. As I enter the hallway and notice that the school has a hexagonal center with a hall going around it and a hall extending from each side of the hexagon. The building has 3 floors, which I can tell because the inside wall of the hexagonal hallway is made of glass. In real life, the school is more of a + shape, with two of the wings of the building being the gym and the auditorium, the other two are hallways full of classrooms. After I leave the classroom, I realize I left my books and my schedule inside the room so I retrieve them. A student who never gets in trouble (in real life) is fighting with an unknown teacher for some reason. As I check the schedule the room number doesn't make sense. In real life you can tell the location of the room easily because of the way room numbers are set up. Even though it doesn't make sense I feel for some reason that the room is in the middle school maybe half a mile away. As I leave the school, I realize that it's night time and very dark outside. Once I get around 100 yards away, I realize how stupid that idea is and turn around. 50 yards back I see two police officers leading a large crowd of kids in the same direction I'm heading. As I get closer I ask one of the police officers (who is a gym teacher in real life) what happened. He shows me fragments of metal and says something about flash bangs and bombs. I notice some good friends of mine are right at the front of the group of kids and talk to them. They notice I left before anything happened, and I make a hipster joke saying that I ditched school before it was cool. The dream ends and I awaken. I try to fall back asleep quick enough to resume the dream. While I'm awake but my eyes are closed I hear the police officer tell someone to get back, and they reply saying that they will. However, once I fall asleep I don't enter that dream with lucidity. Instead, a dream that I liked quite a bit starts. Dream 2, non-lucid "Adventures in the Dead Lands, Part 1" I'm calling this dream Adventures in the Dead Lands because I'm hoping that giving it a name will make it more likely for me to think about it at night and resume it. I've had a few dreams of similar vividness, with an awesome atmosphere and a consistent plot, and I remember them at least to an extent despite years passing without thinking about them often. I'm hoping by naming this and writing it, it will be easier to remember and have again. The dream takes place in a land I'm going to call the dead lands. I might map the dead lands and link to the map here while I remember the area well. When the dream starts, I don't know I'm in the dead lands yet, and I'm extremely groggy and tired. It's dark enough that I could barely see. I'm in front of a building that's like a giant weird concession stand. It's about 150 yards long, about 10 feet wide, and about 25 feet tall. A woman tries to take my order, but I'm extremely tired so while I hear everything she says, I don't have the energy to understand and remember what she's saying long enough to make an order. She gives me a paper menu to look at so she doesn't have to repeat what foods I can get. Everything is blurry and I'm disoriented, but I can make out part of the menu which lists prices and sizes of bowls of tuna, like you would get in a can but in larger quantities. I decide to order a small bowl of tuna for $5.00 and walk away. For some reason, my dad flips out on me but after a while he goes away. I find a Glock 17 on the ground and check the magazine and see that it is empty. I rack the slide to make sure and see that nothing is in the chamber or magazine. After releasing the slide, I put it up to my head and dry fire before dropping the gun and examining my environment. From this point on I'm no longer tired or groggy. I then notice that about 20 feet from the long side of the concession stand that I was ordering food from in a direction I will assume was south, there is a very thick and creepy forest where the trees are dark brown, almost black, and the edge of the forest is where the edge of the grass is as well. Inside the forest there is grass which is almost black, and outside of the forest where I am standing the ground is light brown dirt. There are about 50 other kids my age that are here with me, and I ignore them. I decide to explore the area by going around the concession stand. Once I reach the other side, I notice there are ruins of a small town, and I instantly know I'm in an area called the dead lands, and that all the people that are trapped here with me are going to need to scavenge the ruins to survive. I start along the western edge of the town and make my way north before going over the small walls (maybe 4 feet) of what were left of the building on the northwestern corner of the town. Inside the building, I see a large oven. The oven's window is completely broken out, and I can see a snack cake in a wrapper inside of it, so I put my upper body into the oven so I can reach it. As I go to grab for it a kid who goes to my school whom I will call T tries to take it from me, so I lean into the oven so I can kick him back with both of my legs. He reacts violently and punches my head multiple times and takes the snack cake. At this time I notice that the dead lands isn't just a location. It's a sentient environment. The wild animals, plants, etc. as well as the buildings, the land, and the creepy atmosphere all share the same sadistic sentient mind. Perhaps it is what is making him so violent? I continue scavenging heading east and find a grappling hook that works just like the one from the game Just Cause 2. However, I can't use it the same way because I don't have a parachute like the main character in the game does. Additionally, being in the ruins it was severely damaged and works some of the time, so when I'd try to grapple I'd have to try 2 or 3 times. While I was scavenging by myself, T was forming a tribe or gang of sorts so they could pool resources and survive. He got everyone but me into the gang, and they made it a mission of theirs to kill me. To avoid being spotted I grappled onto a small wooden tower north of a small encampment they were working on. They happened to have sent a scout to this tower to look for me as I was grappling, and I notice it is another kid from school whom I will call B. B is a skinny kid, and I know he wouldn't attack me and couldn't beat me in a fight if he wanted to. For this reason I let him live, but regret it as he calls the attention of his forces to me. I notice that the northern area of the forest is different from the other areas that are extremely thick. The forest just north of the ruins starts with a thin semi-circle of trees, with two large trees just behind, equally spaced from the edges of the semi-circle and somewhat distant from each other. The western tree is grey and dead, and the eastern tree is brown and living. The northern side (the flat side) of the semi-circle forms the boundary to where the forest really begins, where it is thick and creepy like the other areas. The large trees are probably 6 feet thick but no more than 30 feet tall. I grapple to the top of the western dead one, and while I'm spotted doing so they only know that I'm on the tree somewhere. They gather around and a kid who's a little younger than the rest of us has a can of gasoline and some matches that they scavenged. I crawl down the back of the tree and go along the semi-circle where I'm able to blend in to watch the kid attempt to torch the tree. I see the kid end up slopping gasoline on his hands in the process and decide to head east towards a small group of wooden cabins. Before I make it that far I look over in the direction of the trees and see the tree go up in flames, as well as hearing the kid's horrific screams as he dies from the fire engulfing him. The cabins are incredibly creepy. They are colored naturally using the local wood which is dark brown, almost black. The windows are clear but the inside of the cabins are so dark that I can't see anything inside of them. I see a tall figure, maybe 7 foot tall, wearing a grey-black cloak where you'd only be able to see his face, except it was shadowed so I only was able to see black where his face would be. Maybe there was only a void, and no face even in the light? It observes me for a moment before heading southwest towards the ruins. It didn't kill me when it had the chance so I figure that the Dead Lands did not mind me, but didn't like the people torching it's trees. I wake up to my alarm clock at 6:00 and decide to turn it off so I can continue dreaming... Dream 3, partially lucid "Adventures in the Dead Lands, Part 2" I successfully continue the same dream, right where I left off, except now it's in the morning rather than late at night, so I can see easily now. I don't look back at the cabins and instead head towards what is closer to a log mansion than cabin with two smaller cabins near it. The mansion is around 50 feet tall and long and about 30 feet wide. The other two cabins are normal sized. They are slightly lighter in color than the other woods in that they don't look close to black, but they're still a really dark brown. The cabins are on the northern coast of the Dead Lands, and to the south of the mansion there's a field of grass that's about knee high, and south of the field is the thick woods. The grass is OD green at the bottom and as you get closer to the tip of the grass it gets grayer/less saturated, but the top inch is a yellow-brown color like dead grass and the tip of each blade is pitch black. One of the smaller cabins is parallel to the mansion and across the path, the other is on the same side of the path and perpendicular a few feet west of the cabin. Near the perpendicular cabin, there's a truck that's similar to a dune buggy. Some men with guns are in the back, and some of the survivors from the ruins (the kids that tried to kill me) make their way to where I'm at while I'm looking around. The kids make it known that they won't be a problem anymore, and that they just want to get out of there. One of them is a kid from school who hates me but talks to me because he doesn't have anyone else to talk to. I'll call him S. The guys on the back of the truck might be part of the Dead Lands, because they decide that they'll let me take the truck but won't let anyone that I won't allow. I tell S that if he'll help scavenge the area I'll take him with me, as the truck has enough room for two. Our plan is to scavenge what we can fit on the truck, and then head back past the cabins, along the path which leads west across the northern end of the ruins, and then out to an area that we haven't been to yet. The others try digging for resources on the northern coast behind the mansion, I tell S to dig around the front of the mansion where there is some wood embedded in the ground, and I decide to explore the mansion. At this point I became lucid because I remembered that I woke up and wanted to continue the dream, but wasn't able to control my dream in any way at all, so I ended up forgetting about it and losing lucidity very quickly. I didn't want to see anything terrifying so I went straight to the top of the mansion to act as a lookout there instead of scavenging it. The attic was used as a bedroom, it simply had a bed, a table, a dresser, and two windows. It was very clean, but I figured the cabin probably wasn't used in at least a hundred years. I looked out the window facing south into the field. In the field I saw my mother's cousin's son who I think turned 3 recently sitting in some sort of swing on a wooden П shaped post where he was elevated about 10 feet in the air. He was about 250 yards away. There were also two absolutely massive deer that were very dark black. I'd estimate they were 12-14 feet tall excluding the antlers on the buck. The other deer obviously was a doe. The buck's antlers weren't shaped normally. There were two spike like pieces with relatively smaller thorn like pieces coming off of it. They looked like they were designed specifically as weapons used for impaling and tearing through what they're impaling. The buck approached the child, but then ran straight backwards almost comically, but I didn't think it was funny given that I knew what was coming next. The deer tilted it's head down and charged as fast as it could impaling the child. I could barely see the tip of the horn go through his back, if it would have gone any farther it would have cut him in half. The child got stuck on the antler so the swing didn't move back at all from the force. For some reason I didn't mind seeing that happen. The two deer then disappeared into the woods. As I turned around I noticed something outside of the other window, which faced east. I saw a swarm of something moving towards the mansion but I wasn't sure what it was. Before I would have had a chance to run, it surrounded the mansion in it's swarm and presumably killed everyone outside. I then woke up at 7:00 and decided not to go back to sleep because school is starting soon and I'll need to be able to go to bed earlier.
August 27, 2013 Dust Storm I'm sitting by the window ledge and see a storm coming. It's a massive opaque brown cloud covering the entire sky with it. It's quickly sweeping towards us. I warn mom and quickly shut the windows. (this house looks like the one in NY) The brown dust still seeps in through the cracks. "Don't breathe it!" As quickly as it came it was gone. I'm walking outside, it looks like I'm near the coast. The brown dust storm left brown poisonous sludge everywhere. Everyone who didn't close their windows was sick, which was most of the neighborhood. Weird Lucid At some point I became lucid. Maybe it was because I flying over a weird abstracted landscape and oddly placed crowds of people. I remembered my dream goal, 'to bring the objects closest towards me into full clarity'. Still in the air, I decide to land over there by that brick building. I started with the bricks and like magic they looked more like a mosaic. Next I found a tray of tiny toys. I remember trying to say colors and I kept getting them wrong, I'd say "green" when pointing to a yellow object and so on. And then there were these tropical banana leaf plants, made from purple and blue plastic. After that I wondered around in this strange open aired building. No doors, just entryways. The building had smooth curves, like adobe or cob, but made from something more modern. I ran into a lanky tall black man and told him "Hey did you know this is a dream!" and he goes "Yes!......No, wait, what?" He told me his name but even in the dream it didn't make sense to me, and its hard to remember what doesn't make sense. It was something like Agnosio. Peering out a window I could see the deep blue ocean below me. Hallelujah! I jumped straight into it. I sink to the ocean floor and for the first time in a dream I could actually see the floor. Its usually just murky and dark in dreams but this time I could see colorful pebbles beneath my feet. There were tiny sting rays and other fish. Then I saw a table, underwater, with random objects. I tried telekinesis on them but that totally didn't work. That's when I see a kitchen to my right with little old ladies. I thought I was underwater? My dream fades into nonsense after.
Dream recall from today's WBTB/naps. Still need to fix my schedule. Dream 1(fragments): Something was going on at home. Dream 2(fragments): I was entering a place which was a room of some prince or king, it was guarded by two guards with swords. Dream 3(fragments): I was in some place, and my upper tooth fell off, it was painless and on it's place i felt completely different kind of tooth. Dream 4(fragments): Something is going on and then i wake up in my bed, keeping eyes closed.I hear someone in the room and i have suspicion that i am dreaming, in a second that somebody starts trying really hard to wake me up and i feel the dream, then he disappears and i try to move but i wake up. Dream 5(fragments): I was in some forest or jungles. Dream 6(fragments): I woke up and suddenly get a number of images about some beach going in my vision, confusing me and causing some kind of momentary pain. I unconsciously end up biting blanket and then some family members show up and there's some talk about drink. Then i search a place to put my headset on and choose the most ridiculous place possible behind a big cabinet, making said cabinet almost fall down.
So, here lately, in the past two weeks, my boyfriend has had two dreams about me, and they weren't too good. First of all, I want to let you all know that he never dreams. He just sleeps, a black sleep, no images or dreams, but he had two dreams of me. The first dream, he dreamed that I had died. He said that he was at work one day, came home, and his mom told him that she was sorry and I had passed, he went to my grave sight, and I was buried under rocks and bricks, he picked up some of the bricks to see if it was true, and I was lying there, motionless, a corpse, with a rose in my hands. He woke up. The second dream he said that I had left him, I didn't break up with him, but I quickly just stopped talking to him and going to see him, and I never spoke to him again. He was very highly upset about these two dreams, and so was I. I just don't know why he would dream such things about me, ya' know? I mean, come on. I've been completely faithful the whole relationship, and every single chance I get, I go and stay with him, which is usually weekends, maybe one or two more days, and i'll go home for school. I'm not sure what to think about these dreams, I just know that I was dearly upset to hear that he dreamed about that stuff. What are some dream interpretations, and thoughts about his dreams. Thanks.
Morning of August 29, 2013. Thursday. One part of my dream is related to seeing a park as if in a documentary (although it seems I am actually there at times). The first person seems normal other than having about three large layers of completely loose skin on the right side of his head, which also have a bit of hair. Mostly, there are interviews regarding the day-to-day challenges of life. Parts of the skin actually seem slightly larger than his head in particular areas. Later on, the deformities become more and more diverse. There is a person who is like Schlitzie the pinhead. One of the people looks very small (only about two feet tall) and also as if he has a mostly blue body and a head that looks like a baby bird with fuzzy fly-like (but not bulging) eyes and a straight black fuzzy beak instead of a mouth but yet is also more mouse-like overall than bird-like. (He looks a little like the Muppet Gonzo crossed with the aliens at the end of Star Trek’s “Cat’s Paw” episode in some ways.) However, this still does not seem all that unusual to me. I focus on the rather bizarre imagery and think that he is probably no different than other people in terms of mind, thought, and desires (even though the brain would be very small). There is another section of my dream that seems to have no direct connection to any aspect of my usual thoughts and aspirations. I work for various well-known actors, one of them a young Sean Connery. My job is to “rescue” certain parts of paintings (almost as if they were “alive” in some way), such as the Mona Lisa, supposedly owned by Sean Connery who I later see at a larger open area in a park near at least two picnic tables with several other people gathered - and other paintings that are in museums in real life, but owned by actors in my dream. There are several repeating scenarios in terms of main ideas, but very diverse in imagery and even mood at times. A strange, very unattractive, unkempt, and chubby woman (about forty) has the Mona Lisa. I need to get in and get out of her house safely, taking the parts of the painting that need to be “rescued”, which in this case, are the lips; upper lip and bottom lip separately. I have special weapons and items to help me in my work. I use a special, rather complex knife to cut out the upper lip, which seems more and more three-dimensional and a piece of art and sculpture in itself. The same is true for the taking out of the bottom lip, which I do without too much trouble. The female thief is very angry, but I manage to stop her from killing me by running a two-toned (in color, purple and white) retractable rod through her upper body, which takes a few attempts. The rod is like a more complex device that is somewhat antenna-like in that the two differently-colored sections can collapse into each other for ease of carrying on a mission. The woman is not even hurt that much it seems (even though I am certain there were wounds through her whole body), but I manage to get away with the stolen “art”. It seems likely that she is part of a gang of art thieves. I vaguely worry that people at the park gathering will eat the cake (or “lips”), which now looks like sections of fancy cupcakes that I try to arrange a bit more neatly near the edge of the picnic table, with a few crumbs falling away here and there - even some of the several layers not quite “in line” - and I will not get any recognition of my accomplishments (or having risked my life) in my work and special missions. (I may be the only active agent of such missions.) People meander about, oblivious to the art recovery. I think of trying to get Sean’s attention, but I do not actually attempt it. However, it does seem I am paid somehow, and I eventually understand that I now have $600.00 in my wallet (along with other papers, which possibly relate to spying) as I shift into a different dream. My dream that followed the above one is fairly simple; involving mostly walking about in various locations with the pinhead I knew in real life. Known precognitive/postcognitive elements: As usual (but only occasionally documented online), there were very precise precognitive and postcognitive elements relating to real life: 1. Page 11 (half the “master number” and a “key” itself) of a library book (I had not seen) my wife and sons had been working with is called “Let’s Eat Cake!” (with pictures of cupcakes everywhere) and in the list it has “Can you spot…” and “a mouse?” (regarding the “freak” mouse/bird/human creature) following. This is also comparable to the concept of being a spy or detective and finding certain hidden things by separating them from the more complex setups. 2. The next page (which they had spent time trying to work out and my wife said she “had in her mind” for awhile) has “Can you spot…” followed by both “a cupcake” and “a pair of wax lips”. In the actual photo, the pair of wax lips has, under it, a device that looks very similar to the “weapon”/rod from my dream and is also of the same two colors (purple and white).
I was at a bookstore. I sat on the floor in front of a bookcase. I started organizing the bottom row in to two sides, both with the same books in order. My caretaker walked up to me asking me why I'm sitting on the floor. I ignored her, but got up after a while. --- I was at a food stall, the lady complimented me and offered me food. She dipped some salty ball shaped dough in to a sweet soup with papaya. I was surprised, and asked if she sells the soup.
8/29/2013, 10:15-6:10 Woke up once in the night at like 1:20. Didn't remember any dreams from before that. Tried to also, once again, stay up a couple extra minutes for a WBTB. Afterwards, I remember to dreams: Dream 1: I was in my house. I was in the kitchen, where my mom was. I remember I did something to her she didn't like, and she started screaming at me not to do it again. Dream 2: I remember South American city, and an island to the northwest of it (Hawaii?). People were going from the island to a South American city. It was like on coastal Columbia or Ecuador. This dream was entirely third person.
My father, my sister and I were in our van. (Woa, since when do i have a sister? In the dream my sister and I were grown up but younger than now. I did not really see the sister in the van, but she got mentioned and I just knew she was there.) Some bandits stopped us, and suggested that my father fight them in an alley, and if he looses the bandits get to rape my sister and me, and if he wins we may go. I thought this was a very bad idea and expressed my concern to my dad. He said "Do not worry, as long as there are only the three bandits, I will win." (?!) My father left the van and started walking toward bandits in the alley. I locked all car doors from the inside. I dialed on my phone "POLICE". A woman answered but I hung up. (?!) I heard a fourth bandit open the trunk (the van had a trunk like a car), and start looking through it. So there were four bandits at least, we had no chance. And here is where it gets tricky: there are three endings. I think I kind of thought of all three, and saw all three versions? Ending 1: I saw the bandit number four approach our car to break the window with a huge metal ship anchor, and there was no time for me to do anything. Ending 2: I called 911 (this time remembered it was 911, and not POLICE). Ending 3: I jumped into the driver's seat, started the car, and even started driving, knowing I was leaving my father behind, but no choice. The dream was quite vivid up until ending 1. And I think at that point my mind rebelled that it was not satisfied with that ending, so it flashed the two alternative endings in front of me, as the dream was fading away. Honestly I am not sure whether I was fully asleep for endings 2 and 3 though or whether I was already on my way to waking up. Fragment: eating the junk eel's head (that's all I recall - no clue what it means.)
August 29 2013 - Dream Fragment #1 I remember suddenly being jolted awake at my house. I didn't do an RC (very odd, as I've been setting pretty strict rules about how much I reality check, and I hoped that this rigorous schedule would help) and so I went on in an nLD. I remember in some way getting to this flattish house that was very, very luxurious by my standards in waking life but very normal there. One of my friends from WL was there and he asked me what game I wanted to play. I said "Block War" (or something along those lines) and he said, "Teach me how to play Block War!" I carefully explained it to him. (I cannot for the life of me remember the description but it had to do with a whale at the end for some reason) So we played that for a while and then he wanted to go check out my PC, so I showed it to him. I realized there was no mousepad so I tore up the house looking for one and I found it. I remember leaving and then going somewhere but getting murdered before I could do anything. Dream Fragment #2 I remember having to go retrieve something and my vision flashing, "Episode 1". I went to this YMCA-type place near where I live IWL, more or less, except everything was different. When I got there I saw some people that I hate from school throwing around a frisbee on an extremely steep dirt hill. I was wearing flip-flops and had to walk down it to see where I wanted to go. I almost wiped out a few times but I managed to get to the bottom. I was then thrown into a few trivial tasks that I cannot remember but at some point aliens invaded and completely destroyed this mansion next to the YMCA and used it as their base. I saw I couple of celebrities walk down from above and come over next to me. They looked like they wanted to fight the aliens, and I agreed, but I said I want to talk to them first (WHAT IN THE HELL WAS I THINKING? I'M NOT A DC!) so I walked up to the front door of the mansion. The door opened into a makeshift council room of sorts. There were about eight normal-sized aliens in the room and like 2 bigger ones, probably about seven and a half feet tall. I asked them what they wanted. Not a good idea. It got me eaten my one of the bigger ones, while the famous people started fighting them. I woke up and laughed really hard at my dream action. I think it was form listening to the newest podcast about treating DCs with respect before bed lol.
Non lucid - black text Semi Lucid - red text Lucid - blue text After just over a week of getting my dream recall and awareness up to scratch, I had a Lucid. It was only short but wasn't expecting it so early. I was at a school in my home town called (St Agatha's Primary). I never attended this school. I noticed a steel fence, which had a hole at the top. I climbed through the hole pretty quickly, and was pretty impressed. I looked back to see a girl climb over. She did it with so much ease, It was as if she climbed it in 1 transition. We were both walking down the road where the general store (right next to school). She was about 10 meters in front of me, I had a feeling she may have thought I was following her, but I was going the exact way she was. She veered off to the Skate Park, and funny enough, so did I. She kept looking back at me, convinced I was following her. The girl was now in a wheel chair. She went straight for the half pipe and launched herself into the air to complete a DOUBLE BACK FLIP.. I laughed in disbelief and did a RC (Checked my hand) and noticed extra fingers. I didn't get over excited surprisingly. I didn't stabilize the dream, instead I looked around and everything was extremely vivid, it looked like reality. I saw 2 people, I think I knew them. I was going to tell them that this was a dream out of excitement, but decided not to. I was on roller blades and went straight towards the ramps. I was doing some sweet tricks with so much ease. I don't think I was fully lucid, but was aware nothing could hurt me. I was talking to a few people that I knew, and told one of them that I was going to do a triple. I think a friend (Jamie S?) asked me if him asking me to try and do a quadruple backflip, would piss me off? I said it would be pretty hard, but I'll try and get the triple back flip out of the way first. I continued doing tricks at ease. I waited on top of the half pipe to focus myself on the triple back flip. I noticed a dog at the bottom of the table top, I think it was my dog Trigger (who passed away this year), He had a blanket around him. I was worried that I would land on him if I went for the flip. I was looking at the spine (2 half pipes with there backs together), getting myself pumped for the flip, and noticed the rail on the spine was warped. I decided to go to the right of it where the other ramp was. A sound, like a horror movie (like when the killer if sneaky up on their victim) was being played. The scene turned from light to dark, and red writing was printed in my vision. A villain in the dream was about to approach the scene (from the back of shop/thru the park/towards the skate park) Dream ended.
Wed August 28, 8:00 am I live in a high-rise apartment in a big city. On the news, there’s been reports of a “sniper killer” who’s been murdering people with a sniper rifle from a long distance away. I’m looking out my window from the apartment, when I see two guys canvassing other nearby buildings, pointing and windows and stuff, in deep conversation. Then, one of the guys looks up right into my eyes. A smile crosses his face, and he nods at me. I don’t know how, but I just know this is the guy who’s been killing people. I call up my parents, because I don’t have a gun and they do—I want to be able to defend myself, because I know that he knows what I suspect; and I am afraid he is going to try and kill me. In fact, I KNOW this. So, my parents come over, lending me a pistol. They also stay there, to help me hold off any attack should it come to that. A few hours later (dream), towards the evening, a car pulls up to the window. That’s right, a car pulls up to a WINDOW in a HIGH-RISE apartment building. So much for keeping an eye out for dreamsigns, right? Anyway, this guy pulls up to the window, and my Dad, for whatever reason, asks “Are you the sniper?” –As if, if the guy WERE the killer, he’d say so!—and the guy, a black man that looks like Drebin from Metal Gear Solid 4, pulls out his cell phone and states “Yeah, distance is about 500 yards.” Mom, dad, and myself stare open mouthed at the guy, until he bursts out laughing. He tells me that he’s here to help. He then proceeds to enter my apartment THROUGH the window, his car just hanging out in the air. He hands me a gun, a realllly sleek looking Baretta 9mm. Only it’s unlike anything I’ve ever seen IRL. It has a smooth curvy build to it, and it’s very futuristic looking. AND, weirdly enough, it has a cell-phone built into the barrel of the gun (the top). The Drebin look-alike then teaches me how to properly use it, giving me tips on how to aim properly. Funny thing is, when I go to dry fire the gun, it turns into a REVOLVER Apparently that is normal though, and when I go to take a closer look at the gun, it’s the sleek Baretta once more. The Drebin-looking guy leaves, and my parents and I prepare to hold down the fort, waiting for this sniper guy to attack us. Before anything can happen, however…my alarm clock wakes me up for the day. august 28 time unknown This one just a fragment. I start out playing a video game based on the TV show survivor. And then, something strange happens. I actually AM on survivor! I’m on some island somewhere, trying to survive my fellow contestants to win a million bucks. AND, funny enough, a previous player, Naonka is there; a player I absolutely detest. I get into an argument with her about how she treated that handicap woman in her first season on the show, and tempers are flaring. She pretty much bawls me out for daring to get onto her when she’s providing for the tribe. I tell her that despite her providing, she’s still a b***h, and deserves to be voted out. That’s all I can remember of this one.
Quick DJ entry: Date: August 28, 3013 Method: WBTB with ? (hoping for anything) Total Sleep time: Not enough Fragment: Dreamed of my deceased aunt trying to make me sign for something (can't remember what it was).
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