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We (my family and I) were in a house that wasn't ours. It was more like a mansion, actually. Everyone was busy exploring the place and playing with stuff. My mom brought me this weird item that supposedly was an ear bud; the part that was supposed to go in your ear was a flat electronic chip. "Take it", she insisted, "it'll help you." I wasn't sure how, exactly, it was supposed to help me, but I took it from her and put it in my ear, and suddenly the dream became way more vivid. I thought to do a reality check, but instead of counting my fingers, I counted my toes.
I realized it was a dream even before counting; my foot looked normal (five toes, by the looks of it), except for those two extra thumb-like toes that were sticking out of the side. Next thing I know, I was sitting in my living room, along with my sister. I tried to remember what the ToTM was, and then asked her something along the lines of "what does life mean to you?" I was kinda hoping she would say 42. I'm not sure what she said, if she replied at all. What a bummer.
The rest of the dream isn't very exciting to read, and I'm too lazy to type it. So yeah.

Katara (from Avatar) and Mercer Frey (from Skyrim) are arguing. Mercer wants Katara to go on a mission, but she doesn't trust him. She stomps away angrily.

The next day, Mercer visits her camp. He bribes her with a new weapon: The 250-damage battle-axe! "WOW!" She says. " I've always wanted to see one of those things!"

The Skyrim inventory pops into my vision, and the battle-axe appears in my hand. I run around flailing the weapon randomly.

August 2, 2013

recap: ny, train ride, waiting for mom, phone call, night time, baggage, arrive in morning, austin, art show in industrial area, amazing paintings, paint door, no where to sleep, freaking out, call D, no help, call mom, no help, hyperventilate

notes: night before my cycle, didnt sleep well

Artist Without a Roof
Its a late night some where in NY, I'm talking to mom on the cell phone. She promises she'll take a flight and meet me soon, but she can't stay. She'll be flying back the same day. As we talk about the travel arrangements I'm trying to make sense of it. The time frames, the location, doesnt make any sense.

As mom instructed, I get ready to take the train for the next city - Austin, TX. In the dream NY and Austin were sister cities, sitting next to each other. At first I decided to leave my bags behind and that I'll pick them up after mom gets here. Wait, that literally makes no sense. Then I'll have to do two trips, waste time, waste money and who would watch over my bags?

Nevermind, I grab my bags and hop on the train. Its filled with other excited artists. We arrive at our destination, its magically day time.

A lady shows me around the austin gallery. It's a bunch of portables and other industrial type spaces turned into on-the-spot galleries. She showed me which one was mine. Just this ugly white metal building. But when she opens the door my heart skips a beat. It's filled with my paintings and 'new' paintings I've yet to make.

My own gallery space...My own gallery space..It was perfect! Just perfect! I literally broke into tears!

She quickly reminds me that the opening is tomorrow and that I'm running out of time to paint my door..Paint my door? I look around and see that all the other artists have graffiti'd their doors. !! I need to paint my door too!

But wait, I have no paint supplies? I gotta go to the store. But wait, I don't have a car? No wait, I don't even have money?

Then it dawns on me, I don't even have a hotel room yet!! Think think think. I call up D. At first the conversation was nice. 'D, were near each other! Come see my gallery tomorrow!'. D is further north than NY - but I'm in austin. The location weirdness starts to confuse me. Either way D sounds happy and agrees to see my gallery.

I change the subject 'I need a place to stay tonight. I'm near your parents right? Can I stay there tonight?' The phone goes silent. I start to beg 'I don't have a hotel room or any money, its just one night!'. The phone is still silent. I take a look. Either D hung up on me or the phone cut off.

What do I do? What do I do?

I call up mom, but she's not answering. I keep trying, the phone isn't going through. Now it feels like my whole world is falling apart. My door isn't painted. I'm running out of time. I dont know any of these artists! I don't have a place to stay tonight! What will happen? What will happen? If I go to a motel, my God I could be raped!

I start to hyperventilate - and then I wake up. I felt miserable for hours.

After thoughts: a lot of meaning in this dream considering the artsy events going on in my life now. The joy of the gallery space, the lack of a painted door (advertising) and all that lack of security and poor artist syndrome - yeah im feeling it

test to see what the dream will look like

I was running from someone or some people. I was in our house back in our hometown.

Underground. I was watching a small tribe on a boat in an underground river under a house. The leader was female. They got lost chasing someone (me?). They redirected the boat, but didn't realize it was headed out to the sea and not back inside. Once they were on the sea, there was a huge open mouth out of the water. A big fish was sucked or simply jumped into it. They/We decided to avoid it. Then we had to hurry away from other huge water species.

We ended up in a wet market with all kinds of fishes. Some of them huge.

August 2, 2013

I was in a mall. I was naked with some people. We were holding something up with our hands raised up. I think it was a boat. Like a dragon boat. We were in one line. A guy behind me tried to push his crotch behind me. I resented that and pushed him away. He might have felt my annoyance and left. We continued with the 'parade.'

I was in school or a place where we were watching a film. I went to the comfort room. Some guys were naked. I had to take a leak but the urinals were removed. Yellowish light. I had to pee on the floor in the corner. I went out and realized I can barely see. I left my glasses in the comfort room, so I went back and took it. When I returned to my seat, I realized that my glasses were there as well. I 'combined' them by hiding them from sight and then showing them again as one.

#205 - 5:32AM - WILD?

The cats wake me up making noise. I have a lot of FA's and confusion. At one point I think a cat is in our bed. I pick her up and throw her out but I leave the door open. Another time I wake up and try see the time but the alarm clock is blurry. I think I might be dreaming but I lose it. Another time I start to DJ something but by the look and feel of it, I know it is a FA. I type the words I am dreaming on it but the image fades away. Somehing else happens at some point with strong HI and I realize its all fake and doesn't matter. I think at some point I wake up for real and do breathing meditation.

My body feels different now and I know it's the dream state. I get vibrations and I try to get up several times but I am blind and I end up back in bed. I wait for a moment and just note the sound and feel of it all. I try to roll but it feels real. I think I must be waking now but realize my arms have gone into an impossible position. I try to get up and am only partially blind now. I see the alarm clock on the floor and it clearly says 11:03. I lose sight again and only see dim light. I try to see my hands but it wont form.

I pause now and quit trying so hard. I say, "CLARITY NOW!" and clap my hands. Nothing happens. Then for some reason I say a bunch of Japanese and I sound like that silly Anime soccer game I have on the Wii. I remember something NyxCC said about enjoying the SP and singing a tune. I start to beatbox and want to hear Right On Time by Skrillex. I sound pretty good for someone who has no idea how to beatbox in waking life. Suddenly I can see clearly and I begin to hear some music with a good beat but it is not the song that I wanted. I turn to the mirror and begin to dance. I can see that I am moving incredibly fast and want to see my full body. At that thought the mirror extends to the floor and I can see that I am wearing my performance workout clothes. I think I want to try to C-Walk but my feet are going crazy and are a blur. I try to concentrate on the moves and slow it down. To my amusement I see I am wearing an old fashioned womens high heal on my left foot. I decide I would rather ignore this and just dance randomly. At some point the music morphs into a pop song with a woman singing. I say, "Turn that shit up!". It seems like the sound is coming from a small radio mounted on the wall and when I turn the dial up the sound moves to over by the mirror. The song becomes very realistic and believable but the only lyrics I can remember is "Never wear you out... Never wear you down" (It seems like it sounds like it could be a real song but I can't seem to find it online.) Her voice rings out loud clear and though it's not my choice of music, I just go with it. As she repeats the phrase several times I begin to sing along very loudly. At that point one of the cats starts batting something around in the living room and the noise wakes me up. Bitch.

DILD - 01/08/2013

I was in my bed and I noticed there were some footprints on the ceiling which I supposedly got there (not sure how) and there was a pair of hands coming off the wall just by the side of my bed. I thought that was weird, I inspected them and it turns out they were fake plastic hands. That was enough for me, no need for RC, I was lucid. As a consequence of the late morning hour I had this dream in, there was some noise coming through my bedroom which in turn manifested as someone fixing something in the building, the people working on it were being somewhat assholes previously.

I stabilized and decided I wanted to go to my old place and visit my neighbour, I've had a childhood crush on her for some years and I made it a personal LD goal of mine to go "take her on a date".

The way I thought about going there was to go through my bedroom door and expect to come out in my old building, it didn't work out that way, I was still in a slightly different version of my home. I said screw it and the first thought that came to my mind was to somehow go to the train station down the street and go from there, I thought it wouldn't be hard to pull off. So I phased through my window directly to the street and I rushed down the ramp to the station. On the way I found one of those assholes that was making noise earlier, he was on top of a tallish structure and I decided to mess with him. I half flew half climbed another tall structure in front of his and when I got there I asked "You still wanna be an asshole? We can have some fun." He looked intimitaded and awestruck so I just let him go and continued down the street.

When I got to the station it was all different and I couldn't find my way to where I was supposed to go. I insisted and continued on to the place where the right WL paths would be and expected them to appear, it worked for some time but then it didn't. The dream was unstable and I had to stabilize more than once to keep it going, it was probably due to being in the later REM cycles and all the noise around me. At some point I unevitably woke up without achieving anything. I thought about DEILD and I remained still but then I thought it wouldn't be worth risking forgetting the dream and going in with low chances of a stable LD.

FA - 02-08-2013

I was in my bed and I did a nose pinch RC which turned out positive, I tried to picture a dream scenario but didn't wait long and as I couldn't I tried to move my arm and I managed. My mistake was thinking that I moved my real arm and had woken up which later on I would find I didn't.

^ Never again... I just learned to move my ass and never back down when I get a RC working. Damn me.

Horse Racing And Giant Piles Of Crap

This is a really old dream that I wrote down on my phone and now here.

Dreaming - Lucid

I am in a forest. I am Spike the dragon from My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic, and I'm holding a bottle of orange soda. I am trying to get the orange soda from one bottle to another but it isn't working. Suddenly Applebloom (a pony) comes out from a bush and tells me that it's her soda I'm trying to steal! I run into the forest trying to shake her off, but she's extremely fast. Luckily, so am I! I come out from the forest and appear to have lost her. I am myself again (real human me). I am standing on a slightly tilted green hill. It's very long and I see a couple of horses and horse racers a little further away from me. I approach them and they tell me that I'm supposed to race with them. I get on a horse and we race down the hill. There is a faster path in the middle of the hill but there's a giant pile of crap in the middle of it so I ride on the slow safe path instead. When we get down to the bottom of the hill I come in 3rd Place. We are at a little house with lockers and showers in it. But we realise that we can't go shower yet because some of the racers are missing. We get on a truck and ride all the way up the hill with our horses and find the missing racers at the start line. We figure we might as well do Another race while we are at the top of the hill. This time I want to win so I steer my horse into the giant pile of crap and take the fast path. It was a good decision because I came in 1st! Me and another racer go inte the locker rooms in the house at the finnish line and prepare to wash ourself or something. I open a locker and try to take of my gloves. I seem to have 1000s of layers. I can never get my gloves of because there's another pair underneath every pair. The other racer in the room is a girl and she starts to freak out at her locker for some reason. She slams the locker shut and goes over to me and tell me that she wants to give me a blowjob! I happily accept but she tells me that she can't do it in here, that she want's to go out. On the way out we meet Spike (the dragon that I was earlier in the Dream) and he tells us that we can climb onto the roof and sit on the McDonalds "M". We go out the backdoor and some dude is standing there refusing to let us onto the roof (what a cockblocker! Leave my Dreams alone!). Then I wake up.

Dream 1(fragment):

I was playing some GTA-like game.

Dream 2(fragment):

I was playing some game and there was one mission that was happening at night in some canyon.

Dream 3(fragment):

Something about dragons.

So I've decided to do a 30-day challenge of using the SSILD technique. I have experimented with the technique before with somewhat mixed success. So this time I'm going to use nothing but SSILD for the next 30 days and record how many LD's and FA's I get. So here we go:

Day 17

(Again, I couldn't really find any time to try any SSILD's on normal time, so it took me an afternoon nap to finally get a chance to try it. I am dedicated to finishing this challenge, but it will definitely take longer than 13 days to finish the last 13 days.)

I woke up early for some golf with my dad (happy birthday to me!). I got back at 12-ish, got a shower, had 300 mg of B-6, and took a nap at 1. Got a semi-lucid one at first, and then I got really lucid after the FA.

I was working at the grocery store. This British mother and son asked me if we had any of this certain kind of dog food in the back. I told them that I would check it out as I headed through the back doors. I walked into this mirror version of the store that had all the items in backstock. It was like a version of the store specifically for the employees, as they had their own deli counter and everything. I walked to the aisle that the dog food was on. I looked on one side of the aisle where the dog food is, but I couldn't find it. One of the guys that works in the grocery department IRL (that for some reason hates me) walked by, and I asked him if we had any of that kind of dog food. He kind of yelled at me, saying like "If it's not on the shelf, then we don't have any." Although I was slightly perturbed by my coworker, I walked out back into the regular store, found the two customers, and explained politely that we were out of the product. I then walked back to the mirrored store and sat down by the deli.

I don't remember what exactly happened next, but I remember eventually I was falling down this hole at a fairly high speed. I was lucid, so I was kind of flying, I guess. I kept falling until I got to the bottom of the shaft and kind of gracefully landed. I was in some like "dream station". There was a kind of car in the middle of this turntable, and three tunnels with signs over them for different dreams. I just got in the car and took the first one. All of a sudden, I was running in this video game environment. I tried to run fast, like a Sonic game, but I kept running into walls and blocks I was supposed to jump over. I did get to this one part where I had to use a homing attack on these balls floating in mid air to move forward. I hit the first one, and then kind of lunged toward the second one (which I guess is my homing attack), then the third one, and so on until I got to right above the top of this like mountain. I held on to the last ball as it kind of lifted me into the air. Soon I was falling down the shaft into the dream station again.

I kind of flew for a little bit longer, but then I heard my dad calling my name. I woke up in my old bedroom, and my dad was naked in front of me. "Oh, gosh, dad, put some pants on, that's disgusting..." He woke me up to tell me to come downstairs. I got up, got dressed, and went to the bathroom. Something felt a little bit off, and so I wondered if I was still dreaming. I tried to lift myself off the ground, and sure enough, it worked. I flew downstairs. I walked out the front door to this kind of shelter (like they have in parks) where there was this party going on. I don't remember what the party was for, but for some reason I felt like I had to entertain the guests. I got this long stick and stood it up on the ground, and then tried to stand on top of it and balance. I tried 3 or 4 times, reminding myself that I was dreaming so I could do it. I soon realized that maybe I could figure out something else to entertain them. I stood on top of one of the tables and started flapping my arms until I started to rise off the ground. I flew around for a little to everyone's amazement. After I landed, I said "You think that's impressive? Check this out!" I then imagined having wings (growing wings has been one of my intentions for a while) and began flapping my shoulder blades. I again started to lift off the ground a little. As I rose, I saw a conveniently placed mirror on the wall, and I could see my massive, pure white angel wings on my back. I flew with them for a couple seconds, but then I woke up soon after.

Day 17: LD - 2, FA - 1
TOTAL: LD - 15, FA - 13

Wake up with french sentences in my head..leftovers from vacation. Today at the end of my break I decide to close my eyes for a few moments and almost immediately start dreaming of eating some ribs and open my eyes realizing I am chewing slightly on air.

8/2/13 Friday

Last night bed 2am (working) - 6:47

DR 6:47 - I'm in a large, one story house, with some people I know from my past IWL. Lots of rooms, lots of doors to the outside. Every time I walk outside, I see animals.

There is a cute, brown bunny with big eyes, sitting on some wood pieces. I don't want to scare him away, but I want to see him up close. A lake or rather a pond is less than 10 feet away. There is a small ibis type of a bird. Never saw anything like that before. He is so cute. A pair of regular, brown ducks come closer to the shore, and another pair of fancy ducks, with some kind of a hat with hanging brim, like mother goose? They are hurrying to come closer, flapping their wings and splashing the water.

I go inside to look for my camera. There are cameras everywhere. I pick one up, turn it on, only to realize, it's a digital Polaroid camera for instant pictures. It's not mine. I keep looking. All kinds of cameras there. I finaly find one I think it's my Canon. I take it outside and try taking pictures of animals. I snap a few, then I notice some grinding sound. After closer inspection I see, that the objective is crooked and out as when zooming, and screen is cracked. I get mad, that someone must have knocked it off the table.

I open the door to the outside again, and see some larger animals. Size of a wild pig, but they look alien. Then I decide it's a family of warthogs. I let the kids look, but then I close the door, so they don't attack us.

The strangest animal I found in one of the empty rooms. It looked like a very large beaver, with flat tail. But his body was shiny as a slug, and it played with colors, like you see on water with some gasoline on top of it. Or a soap bubble.

I normally don't see animals in my dreams, other than my cats. So this was very unusual. And most of the animals were in pair, or in family group.

Back in the house. I'm chicking someones homework. There is a bunch of papers around and homework gets mixed up. I spen rest of the dream sifting through papers trying to find that homework.

Very detailed and colorfull dreams. Thank you.

I dreamed that I am Hitman agent 47
I saw another agent in a home. He come near me and I call him "hi 37" /

There's this man I'm hanging around waiting to talk to. He'd said something about an old massacre involving the Minoans, and how events are about to repeat themselves, and asked me to wait around. But I'm getting impatient, and the longer I wait, the more I'm convinced that this is all nonsense anyway. Finally I get up to leave, and ask this other guy, this kind of hanger-on, to give his boss the message that I couldn't wait.

Instead, he tries to convince me to stay. He starts talking about how that Minoan disaster wasn't my fault, that I shouldn't have blamed myself for my inaction, that I couldn't have stopped it even if I'd stuck around, but that if I run from my sense of guilt now, I'm just going to make sure those events repeat themselves. Annoyed by all this, I make fun of him as I try to shake him off and leave, but he follows me out to my car. He talks about the time I married into the family of Lot and found the women practicing strange magic, and in my horror, slaughtered them, including my bride. He talks - and eventually, sings, operatically - about this long litany of disasters caused by running from my guilt. This ends in an operatic pronouncement of doom as I finally drive off.