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took:
- no 5-HTP before going to sleep
- 0 dose galantamine + choline
- no Piracetam when I got up
lucid dreaming: 0 lucid experiences
note:
- even 1 beer is enough alcohol to adjust your level of brain acticvity during a nights sleep, I have never had an LD with even the smallest amount of alcohol before sleep

This Task of the Year attempt was a big step forward for my teleportation from the void. I combined my idea of relying on tactile sensations to teleport with Chimpertainment's approach where he focuses on a single point while allowing the rest of the scene to build. The results were excellent. Even though I didn't manage Task of the Year, this was a pretty big one for me.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #80: The Sands of the Colosseum

I'm driving with Wife over a hilly, Dr. Seuss-like landscape in a car with giant tires. It occurs to me that this all might be a dream and I decide that it is. As I become lucid, Wife immediately stops talking.

I drive for a bit, wondering where I should take my funky new car. But then I remember my goal of touching and engaging with the dream world as quickly as possible to really draw myself into it. I stop the car (seemingly through an act of will) and feel the seat with my left hand. I reach my right hand over to Wife and begin to feel and massage her left thigh. My initial intent was non-sexual but right away I feel a stir of excitement and distraction, so I stop. I try to touch the seat with my right hand instead, but I somehow miss and transition into...

...a false awakening where I'm standing by the bed in a dark hotel room. I remember everything, though, and I remain lucid. I see Wife's vague outline in the bed, but darkness is already pressing down. I know the void's coming so I start rubbing my hands together. Soon everything is totally dark and I keep probing my dream body. I probe each side of my chest and try flexing just a bit. Everything feels totally realistic. I check my junk to make sure all is as it should be (yep, we're good ), and poke the outside of my thighs with finger-spears.

Comfortable with my dream body, I crouch down in the dark and move my right hand in a rubbing motion, imagining that I'm moving my palm over sand. Soon I feel something like a thin layer of sand. As I keep rubbing, the layer seems to grow thicker and thicker. Now I can actually see the motion of my hand and I can vaguely make out sand shifting around. I think specifically of the sand in the Colosseum, then dig my fingers deep into the sand. I feel them scrape what feels like a wooden board.

The sand comes fully into view, sharp and detailed. I keep staring at it, imagining that I'm surrounded on all sides by the Colosseum. I hear the crowd now, and after a few more seconds, I have imagined right where I'm standing in the Coloseum (close to one wall), what kind of day it is (sunny), and what I'll be trying to do (kill orcs.)

I stand up, raise my eyes, and I am there in the great arena. Every detail looks perfect. I sweep my gaze from side to side, grinning at the thought that I'm actually here. I think that it looks just like stepping into a scene from "Gladiator". I'm excited and happy to have finally made it!



I want to see more and more of the scenery, and without meaning to, I allow my perspective to float high up above my dream body. I scan the crowd for a while, eventually viewing the scene from high enough that I see the surrounding Roman streets. I suddenly zoom in on a street scene packed with Roman citizens. Lucilla from "Gladiator" is laughing and playfully hopping down the street. It feels strange because the whole scene is playing too fast.

Now I realize that I'm just watching all of this on my Kindle Fire and a little display tells me this is being played at "4x". I'm distressed that I'm now just watching all this on a screen and I try to "rewind" to the part where I was in the Colosseum. The controls don't seem to work properly, although I do manage to slow the scene down to normal speed.

I've lost all connection to my dream body and soon I wake up.

Last night, well more like this morning I woke up, not during a dream though, however I thought I'd get up to attempt a WBTB, it didn't work. I did have a very long and vivid dream though, some I remember well and some just fragments, it went as such.

There had been a murder, I didn't know who the victim was or why they'd been killed, but I was on site applying for a job as a telehandler driver - had an interview irl a couple of days ago - and I saw that the Lightman group were on the case, Cal approached me and asked me if I'd like a job with him - BONUS - of course I said no way loser. As if, I jumped at the chance. So he gave me a mobile phone and told me it was his secret to telling if people were lying, what you did was start an app before the questioning and leave it in your pocket, as the questioned were answered, if the person was lying, get this, it set of a screeching alarm that could be heard from like a mile away. I wondered why it wouldn't just discreetly vibrate in your pocket to which Cal said "It's my app, it'll do as I want." I made no argument.

This is where it gets a bit weird and fragmented. It was lunch time and everyone was leaving, I went to put on my boot - were on site remember - and I couldn't find them. So off I go, barefooted looking for my boots, I searched everywhere, found ones that were too small or just single ones and then, along the roadside I found a display, it was of Frankenstein, he was about my size, so you guessed it, I decided to steal his boots, apart from they were alligator skin, pointed toe ones and as I was taking them off his feet a van pulled up. I acted as innocent as I could and they make the observation that people normally try to steal them, which put me off due to guilt. My phone rang, I was Cal, I couldn't hear him in the slightest - I wonder if that's a dream thing, has anyone had a clear phone call in a dream? - so I hung up. He then messaged me, which was also garbled although I got the jist that he was going to let me go already, so I messaged him back saying that he could use his gfeat app to tell if I was lying. I hung up and continued searching for him, my phone rang again and I woke to my alarm going off. Make of it what you will.

first i am trying to sneak in to a children's arcade. i don't remember anything else about this dream.

then i am on a hilly cliff-edge with a woman who seems vaguely familiar. the ground is blanketed with snow. there are several white and orange cats roaming around. we realize the cats are coming from an area further ahead so we follow the path to there, but we find that it is blocked by thick shrubs. the woman remarks she hopes to get into that area someday. the ground slopes softly to the right and we walk down there, but as we continue down the slope we gain momentum and lose control. the woman slips and accidentally touches a snake. there are 3 snakes here: one with yellow and black stripes, which she touched; one tawny brown coloured; and one whose pattern i don't remember. the woman is afraid the snake is venomous and she wants to get medical attention. i follow her to a building that resembles my school; it is night now. i have brought the snake corpses with me. at some point they turn to globs of pink flesh. i enter the school and the woman is gone. there are two boys at the top of a stairway with a metal bucket. they instruct me to put the flesh in the bucket and i do so.

then i am outside the school again with a girl. we see a dead man's body and i remove another glob of flesh from it. this one is lighter pink and fat-streaked. as we reenter the school the girl remarks that i should hide it, so they don't know i'm adding human flesh to the bucket. i try to throw it into the bucket when the boys aren't looking, but i miss. they don't seem put off by the fact that it's human flesh, however.

i wake up with severe abdominal pain.
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short analysis:
in the dream i considered the snowy landscape to be part of the dominican republic. this explains the presence of snakes and is attributable to the fact that a friend who had visited gave me a ring from there the day previous.

the brown snake looked and moved exactly like a large snake i saw in a forest a year or so ago (i live in ontario-- generally the only snakes you encounter here are tiny green garter snakes - this one was brown, 5 or 6 inches around and quite long... unusual sight to see on a walk in the forest. it didn't scare me at all, in fact i was curious -- and in this dream i adopted the same attitude towards the snakes, although the woman was terrified).

the dead body and the globs of flesh didn't disturb me in the dream; it was all very matter-of-fact. i wonder, upon waking, if these images of bodily mutilation can be explained by the severe pain i was experiencing. although i did not feel any pain in the dream, the body-horror type images could have been a sort of alternate perception of it -- a symbol of pain, so to speak.

So after my nap i did reality checks and i was recalling non-lucid dreams from it, and i accidentally fell asleep without noticing it(lack of sleep earlier didn't helped, duh). I got up since i already did reality checks and looked at time, it was 1:00, which couldn't have been since i started my nap later than that, i started walking towards balcony while looking at hands, fingers were strangely bended. Then i woke up. Couldn't recall non-lucids from that, but hey, got one more lucid dream.

I dreamed that I was talking to my boss Bill (I have more that one man I consider my boss at my work - this one likes to say "Remember, it's all bullshit."

What were we talking about in my dream? I remembered that clearly a moment ago, but then I moved to write it down. Was it dream interpretation? Was it the interpretation of the situation at my work? Anyway, I remember a sense of agreement. Which is as it is I waking life: Bill and I I think are on the same page mostly at least about assessment of situation there I think.

Lucid Dream and False Awakening

Charlie is driving my car while I sit in the passenger seat. We are trying to get away from some guy who is chasing us on a golf cart. We are in a busy parking lot weaving trying to get away for some reason. We have no way out so I tell him to just drive over the ledge that separates the payment to the grass above. I keep looking behind me to see the guy and he is gaining on us. There is a school or some type of similar building facing us as we drive. He droves over the "ledge" and through a bed of big oddly shaped rocks. It's a very bumpy ride. Charlie stops the car and we look around but can't find the guy. Suddenly we see the golf cart but no one is it it. I jump up out of the sun roof and grab on to the hanging branch of a willow tree. The trees are huge. It suddenly gets darker. I look around and see the guy jump up also. I cannot see where we went. I start swinging from the hanging willow branches. It feels like the swing ride at a fair. Suddenly I realize that I am dreaming. I say in my head, "This isn't real, it's a dream." I then look around feeling the wind, and get scared. I think to myself, "This is scary like Charlie told me." (From experiences that he has read about online.) I see the sky. It's dark with dark clouds. Not a real looking sky. I am afriad of the way the sky looks. I think again to myself, "This is a dream, so I can make it day." I then close my eyes thinking really hard and telling myself that when I wake up it will be bright. Inside, when I wake up I am in bed. Charlie is sleeping next to me. I wake him and apologize since I know he must be tired. We both have to work later. I say "Charlie, I know you're sleepy, but listen, I just had a lucid dream." I feel bad since he is trying to have them and I just did it. I start to tell him details of my lucid dream. As I am telling, he moves in close and puts his arm around me while listening. I am talking and suddenly something falls from my mouth. I think to myself. "It's probably just a popcorn seed" and continue talking. Then I feel something in my mouth that's wet and look o the bed. It was a tooth. I then feel my mouth and can feel my gums. I stop talking and begin to freak out. I tell him, my tooth fell out! I run to the bathroom. It is bright, as if the lights were already on. I look in the mirror and see two of my teeth are missing. (I have a baby tooth still, even though I am 24.... And it is tender.) The missing teeth are on each side of the baby tooth. I yell to Charlie to come see that my baby tooth is still there but somehow my other teeth fell out. He looks at my mouth and says, "...yeeeeeaaaaa (with a sarcastic tone) You might wanna get that figured out before we move." I just look at him and think, "obviously." Next thing I know I am back in my bed and wake up. I look around and realize that I was not awake previously. I then laugh and feel kind of weird. I tell Charlie all about it. Then he made me write it down since it will apparently help me in the future. I am not big on focusing on having lucid dreams. After this experience though, it would have been cool if I was able to control the lucid dream and make the sky bright so I was not scared. Then who knows what could have happened![/SIZE]

Damn it! I had already written 4-5 paragraphs of this when it got deleted. I don't feel motivated to go into my dream snippets with as much detail and gusto, but I'll try (yayyy enthusiasm ). To summarize, I have 4 dream fragments, some of which were chained between waking, and I remembered more but they faded before I could record. I promise it'll be have mas detalles manana. Until then, adios

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I am walking in a planetarium/mall, with train tracks looping across the floor, and planets of various shapes and sizes hanging from the ceiling. At some point, I am on a tour, but am ignoring the annoying, overenthusiastic tour guide to play with a piece of red lint on my jacket (much more interesting, I know). I eventually wander off and make it into a room with a giant, rancor-like monster situated in the dead center. There are oblivious pedestrians streaming past him, and he is growling menacingly to deaf ears. For some reason, I can drop a tab down over him, listing his name and "level", which is 594.

I am in a public bathroom similar to one at my soccer academy in waking life. As I walk past the vacant urinals (with no dividers, for some reason), I stop near to the end, taking a piss. As I do this, I notice a young couple studiously swapping spit in the dead center of the bathroom. Not thinking it odd, I zip up and leave (dream germs are dangerous too, kiddies).

*I wake up at this point, get some water, and record the first two dreams*

I am back outside the bathroom with some friends, wanting to investigate a scream. When we go in, we see the woman has been brutally murdered, and there appears to be a teeth-shaped cavity in her arm (nope, no zombies, sorry). For some reason, I think suspicion might fall on me, and eagerly run to a table that has appeared in the middle of the room and hold up my axe (apparently I own one), to show it is clean and unbloodied. I then point to the man from earlier, holding an bloody axe and standing over the woman's body, blood dripping from his mouth.

*At this point I wake up again*

I have somehow learned that the man is similar to an x-files monster of the week, and in addition to being a cannibal, gets most of his energy from electricity. The bathroom lights are out, and when I run outside, the door leads out of my house, and I am in my neighborhood. I run out into the cul de sac and scream at each of the neighbor's driveway in turn; "Turn it OFF", as they comply. I do this with 3 houses, then get up to the house where a quite attractive girl lives. We've had an on-again, off-again relationship, and seeing her in the dream is apparently enough to make me completely forget about the crazed, electrically charged cannibal that was running behind me moments before. As I approach her driveway, I see her and her dad going to get the mail. I run up and talk to them a bit, and somehow we are all sitting on the pavement by their mailbox, limbs all tangled together improbably. At this point, my alarm goes off, and I realize I'm knotted in blankets.

I don't know what was going on, but my SGTs were made at me about something. I ended up getting my ass handed to me. I was wearing glasses, and they broke them. The next day they took mem to get some more. I was pissed off and sad at the same time. Just felt horrible.

I wake up in my bed. My teeth hurt. I licked them and felt the texture on their surface wasn't clean and smooth like they are supposed to. There was something dirty on them, leaving them textured and tasting like iron. I walk downstairs to look in a mirror. It's evening, but there is just enough dim light to let me see my mouth. Red of blood, my lips opened to show my deformed and fully blood-covered teeth - at least the few I had. My set of teeth was shaped like a rabbit's. I went into the kitchen where my mother said I must have grabbed and chewed apart this weird salt grinder-like wooden thing while I slept. I went into the living room and sat in the couch with the salt shaker thing in my hands. My father walked in and asked what happened to my teeth, so I explained what I must have been doing while sleeping.

I'm sitting in a bus, looking at my cellphone, which in this dream is an old flippidy-floppedy silver model. The windows are pitch black and the bus is only lit up by the long orange-yellow lamps. The cellphone shows a message I had written to Cecilie a day ago in the dream, which asks her if she would like to go out with me this weekend. I'm about to write something to discard or excuse my message, when someone on the seat on the opposite side of the bus to my left says:
"I would love to go out with you this weekend," and there sits Cecilie in all her blonde glory, almost like she was illuminated by some holy light. Her voice made me feel relieved and ecstatic. She was beautiful, but she looked.. older.
"Where would you like to take me?" she asks and moves onto the seat next to me. The more I looked at her face, the less attractive she was. For each time I looked at her face, it looked more worn and old, yet in very subtle steps. Imagine a meth addict whose skin gradually turns ugly. She ended up looking like a different person, and I'm not sure, but I think her blonde hair got a few shades closer to light brown.
"I'm not sure. Any suggestions?" I reply.
"We'll find out," she ensures. We spend the rest of the dream browsing images on my cellphone.

Side note: I did once ask this if she was doing anything in the following weekend. She was busy but I backed down when she couldn't understand I wanted to ask her out. Looking back at how she had treated me even before I tried to ask her out (and even worse after), although I didn't realize it at the time, I think it was a good idea not to pull through.

So the dream begins with me playing a cod mission. I started off with two M1911 pistols, one in each hand. I wandered around this run-down skyscraper and find two gold plated shotgun-revolvers. I shot most of my shells so that I could put more in. I then do the same with my two pistols. I move up another level and find a lottery ticket. On the next floor I find two more revolvers which shoot parachutes? I open a door which is extremely dusty on that level, and inside, surprise surprise, I find two more revolvers. These ones shoot rubber pellets, and I remember they fit perfectly into my hand. Some how I complete the level. I then talked with my friend how I wasted all my bullets and had to look for different guns. I am then with my mom in the same area and she asked me if I remembered my vacation to Africa. We then went on an amusement park ride, which spun us around in the air.

Another dream that same night:
I was at school in a strange classroom. Somehow my math teacher was changed due to scheduling. She was extremely boring and I almost fell asleep in the dream. I then checked my scheduled to see what else changed. I now had 6th period open, and 7th I had general music. I looked closer and realized general music was an 8th grade class, which is funny as I'm in high school.

2007

1. I am in a park bordered with wire fences. A lot of zombies are chasing me. I try to climb over the high fence but I cannot. Instead, I become lucid and fly over.

2. I am running through Zombie Island and encounter a political dispute involving the Mayor and the ethics of "containing passive zombies" as a DC's picket sign read. Apparently there are two types. I come across a passive zombie who behaves like a vampire. I am lucid and we are chased by the Dream Police from my previous dreams. The passive zombie offers me a ride in his car. An active zombie flings the door open and bites me as we are driving. The Dream Police are attacked by zombies and killed. They never appeared in my dreams again. However, the zombies are still chasing the DC and I, and my leg has become bloated and swollen. I feel the disease race up my body. I crawl to a tunnel so that the dream scene changes. I try to force myself to wake up.

3. I am in a store. I become lucid and fly so I can visit the zombies again.

No dream recall today. Not a great recall of the week so far, 2 days without any recalls.

Today was almost like yesterday except that I didn't go film anything.

In very short this is what I did:
1. Woke up and sat behind computer
2. Ate breakfast (waffles I'd left)
3. Walked to gym to workout (cardio today, 40 min total on bike).
4. Internship from 9am to 4pm
5. Went home (walked)

Today me and my gf discussed about going to my grandpa (dads dad), as my dad will go there and I asked him if we can go for some week ago. But as I got this internship I thought I wouldn't be able. But tomorrow is last day at internship, then it's easter holiday and we will be back first at tuesday next week.
So, my gf asked lots of stuffs today as she really want to know and be sure about when we're going there etc, where we gonna sleep and all. She have never been there at my grandpas place.

We will probably be driving some snowmobile there etc. What kind of worries me is that my gf doesn't have any great clothes for cold weather with lots of snow (well, wont be that very cold, but anyway) and I know my dad very good. And he didn't look super happy when he asked me if we are going to be outside anything there.
So, I hope my gf wont be freezing too much or get her cold worse.

We also have no internet there, so I probably wont be able to write here until next week someday.


Tomorrows plan is to go gym at morning, biceps, forearms, chin/pull ups and shoulders, possible something else too if I forgotten.
The new scheldue wasn't that great really.. as I failed squats etc, and well, I think I will just create my own scheldue later when I got time next week. I will just go with the feeling and try prior the muscles I need for the test, which shall be legs, back and shoulders mostly.


Well, I will see how everything goes. Each day I think about the test that's 25th April.
I can't believe it's only 26th March today, days feels slow now sudden. And I guess it will be even slower after 25th April, because then I need wait for an answer, if I get in or not.

Well, I will head off to bed soon maybe.

In this dream I was in some kind of fantasy looking place, it was high up and kind of hilly, there were windmills. I met this guy who I did not know, and he told me to come with him, so I did. He took me to this room with showers in it and there were people lying on the floor. He went and stood by one of them and said something which I can’t quite remember. What he said, however, caused me to go over to this girl who was on the floor; she had like a golden, honey kind of coloured skin, maybe she was from some kind of ethnic minority?. I woke her up and she got angry at me, proclaiming how she had too perfect skin to be with me, so I touched her skin and I was like “wow! This is amazing!” I looked across the room and saw a necromorph from dead space, having a shower. It was around this time that I remembered something, but it wasn’t real, it was another false memory as far as I’m aware. I no longer remember this memory, but about 5 hours ago I could remember it.