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Was in a non lucid where I was flying over the ocean towards a beautiful looking island, and I knew santa's workshop was there so I was flying to see him. I randomly became aware while flying and remember immediately saying "I'm dreaming, Dont forget." I was flying pretty high up and the moonlight reflecting off the ocean made it very bright and easy to see in the night. I kept flying towards the cool looking island but it was so far away. I have a hard time flying fast in my dreams, I always have to flap my arms like a bird and although it's still really fun, I knew I wouldnt get there going that slow. Before I could try to fly faster I started to wake up and the dream faded.

04.02.2013

BGO interview folder (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had my U.S. Navy folder that I picked up from the recruiter that came by school two weeks ago. Don't remember who, but some girl, a friend of mine, took a blue pen and scribbled the insides of the folder. I yelled at her "what the fuck, I need that folder for my BGO interview tomorrow! fojifesjiomkelsgrdjoimlge"

I let out an exhalation as my feet rise and fall on the hot sand. Its warmth ascends through my body as a light breeze glides across my skin, offering a relief from the hot sun in the clear sky overhead. The dunes of a vast white desert stretch out before me miles in every direction. I am alone. No one but me and the endless sand and dust in the wind.

A figure shows itself in the distance. A man? Standing out there on the dunes. His long robes flow in the wind as he stares, as if waiting for me to continue on with him. It could be nothing but a mirage, but he's there. Standing. Waiting.

To my left - sand. To my right - sand. I must follow this elusive stranger.

I attempt to quicken my pace, but my legs are slow and heavy. The sand grows deeper. Each step I take sinks down into the dunes beneath my feet. The weight of the sack over my shoulder slows my pace. Regardless of how close I seem to get, the mysterious stranger always seems to be half a mile ahead, each moment disappearing over another dune. My instinct to catch up to the him is strong, yet my skepticism comes forth. Is this a mystic or is this a trickster? An illusion or a real being? The tricksters encountered in the past have been many, drawing me into the depths of their schemes. Lured in by my curiosity and their promises of higher knowledge, only to find myself caught within their web of lies. Chained and held prisoner within a cave of endless illusory pleasures, staring at the shadows of the puppeteer behind me. Captivated with no choice of control and no freedom of thought as my neurological hardware finds itself hacked and rewired by a malevolent existential programmer. Food for the carnivorous fish in the deep sea of a predatorial universe starving for vital conscious energy.

However, this doesn't feel that way. I have a choice in the matter. I feel the ability to turn back at any moment. My heart tells me to continue on, that this is the way, and so I follow.

My legs are heavy and my breathing is slow in the thick desert air. Hours seem to pass by with a lost sense of time melting away into the sun as it beats down on my bare shoulders. As the seconds, minutes, or hours pass, however, I make it over the top of the tallest dune.

Below me is a vast canyon, spanning far to my left and right. The distance to its bottom looks staggering. Jagged rocks. Darkness. On the other side of the canyon resides a lush jungle. The sound of waterfalls and birds singing in the trees graces my ears. I know I have never been to this forest before, but something feels familiar and welcoming. Across the canyon stands the mysterious robed stranger. I look down, but see no way of crossing to the other side. He stares into my eyes, his gaze penetrating my soul. In those eyes I see my own. The deep blue. The white hair. This is so familiar. Something profoundly deep and eternal resides between us.

I look down at my hands and notice the white paws and fur covering my skin. This is me. He is me. That is who I am. As the realization hits me, a bridge forms. Frail and held together by nothing but some twine and a few boards, but there nonetheless.

I can't make it with this bag, however. If I lose it though, I lose the only sense of identity I have. I lose my past. I lose myself. Many times before have beings nearly tricked me into leaving my past behind. Tricked me into forgetting my name. The name of my family and ancestors. It binds us to ourselves. If we forget our name we forget what it means to be a human. So quick are we to give up our identities for the sake of achieving fame, recognition, or making a quick buck. Is it worth it though? Is this mysterious forest worth the risk?

Behind me lies the white desert, in front of me the lush mysterious jungle.

I don't have a choice. I must go. I drop the bag I'm holding and make my way slowly, but surely across the bridge. I feel lighter, I feel free. The bridge sways beneath my four paws and I attentively place each one, careful not to crack a single one of the boards. One misstep and I'll go cascading into the rocky chasm below. The boards creek with each step and the breeze blows against the fur of my ankles. One step. Two. Three. Four. I will make it across. There is no turning back.

I glance behind me to realize I'm halfway across. A surge of accomplishment and positive anticipation wells up through my veins. With the sense of achievement comes a spiral of light from every direction. Bursts of fire surround me. The bridge. It's transformed. Pure glass. Not a thin glass, however. Strong. Sturdy. Unbreakable. I look into the crystal flooring to see my reflection. I am older, no longer a young cub, and my mane has begun to grow. With each step I feel myself grow closer to wisdom.

As I step off the bridge I make my way over to the stranger in robes. He stands tall. A white lion. A wise sage, eyes filled with the wisdom of the ancients. His velvet robes embroidered in blue, black, green, and yellow designs. Natural and flowing, psychedelic, but not overwhelming. He stares into my eyes and with his gaze I know this spirit has been with me a long time. That he has been following me throughout my daily life, his silent words speaking to me through every experience, guiding me along the winding rivers. I know now this being is within me. My higher self. My future. My most true form.

We walk through a path in the forest and life permeates the air, spirits in every direction. When I close my eyes I feel the mother of our world, a great serpent. Wise and powerful, stern but loving. Her gaze is piercing. Right to the depths of my being. I know this is not my territory, but it is her territory. She offers it to us. She shares it, the comfort of her love pervading our every thought.

The jungle air is moist against my skin, the trees are tall, and the scent of flowers and flowing water is refreshing as it courses through my body. As we turn a corner in the path, a beautiful sanctuary reveals itself beyond the leaves of the forest. Mountains, hot springs, waterfalls, and lush foliage surround my companion and me. Within its center resides a pristine lake. Water so clear one can see all the way to the bottom, circular stones covering its floor. So white and round they could almost be eyes gazing up from the primordial depths of the Earth. The trees are the most pure green I've ever laid eyes upon. This is paradise.

My guide turns to me and smiles.

"Are you ready to find your destiny?"

And with that we walk off into the mesmerizing sanctuary before us, transfixed by the mysteries that await.

Date: February 4, 2013 ||| Time Block: 11:30 AM to 1:00 PM ||| Length: 5 minutes. ||| Lucidity: level 3. ||| Entry Type: DILD ||| Major Methods: WBTB, SSILD

Methods: lay in bed to take a nap; performed around 7 SSILD cycles.

Account:

I'm really not sure how to categorize this last experience. It was just now, about five minutes ago.

I had performed around 7 SSILD repetitions, and had been trying to let myself fall asleep. Remembering what I had done before, I turned over onto another position, this time onto my back. And I could tell I would asleep soon.

Five minutes ago, my eyes were closed, and I figured I would do a reality check. I reached my hand up to my nose, plugged it, and yet felt myself breath through it anyway. Of course, I instantly opened my eyes. But I couldn't move. My hands were up against the blanket, and the most I could do was nudge the blanket a quarter inch or so. But I could see, and I looked all around me, and the room was accurately detailed to the very dot. I figured it was just a realistic false awakening. So I continued to try to break the sleep paralysis. Giving up on the direct approach with my hands, I started on my legs, knowing these could usually be moved earlier. Pushing up against the bed with them, I could feel the movement unlocking the control of my arms and head. I started moving my arms in a pawing motion to get them out of the blanket. And this is where the strange stuff happened.

I could feel my arms having gotten the blanket off of them, and yet I could see very plainly that they hadn't. Figuring my feeling and sight were just out of synch, I tried to focus my brain on the tactile portion and think I really had. But I still had my eyes open, and the room was exactly the same, at exactly the same angle. The final part of the breaking out involved my bringing my head up, to then get up into the dream world. But the moment I brought my head off of the pillow, with my eyes still open from before, I felt different and I knew that I was awake. And I did a reality check, of plugging my nose, (which has only failed once, by the way, because I did it wrong), and it also reported I was awake. And it left me wondering… what just happened?

The only explanations I can think of are that I was in a false awakening, and my dreaming was so accurate that when my real vision kicked in with my eyes still open not a single visual dot had changed, or more oddly, that my tactile perception was from within a dream, and my visual perception was from the real world. I very much think it was the latter, since I had my eyes open the entire time. But either way, it was certainly an odd experience.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I am in Rome for a one day stop while travelling. I decide to go look for a strange place I'm not sure I have ever been or simply dreamt of. I enter a back alley and go through some L turns until I enter a dead end street and there it is: the red brick building with the tall windows on the 1st floor and the open arches on the ground floor. Sparks over my head, heavy machinery passing by on rails. I know it so well, yet I am not sure I have been here before. It's like Wonka's chocolate factory, but with no chocolate. Here it is created the structure of dreams. The entire factory is a puzzle of rooms connected to each other in no logical order of geometry. I'm welcomed here as an old visitor and taken on a tour through the new creations of the factory. Increbidle animals crawling up the walls, the colours of the rainbow, unspeakable wonders all over. I'm left alone to explore the levels. There is no end, no exit, I feel a hint of panic but I immediately put it away. I could dwell in this dream world forever.
Then I'm in a room with a broken ceiling through which I climb outside. Then a road, which I follow, but an earthquake tears it open. A car is thrown at me. I duck at a ditch, but another car is thrown at me. I duck again. It passes over my head. Then increasingly bigger machines are thrown at me, a train, a helicopter, a plane which falls from the sky. They are being thrown at me, mercilessly. I wake up.

I catch glimpses of the faces of those around me as I move through the hallways. Sadness, happiness, apathy. Mostly indifference. The faces of those simply cycling through the motions of life. No soul, no purpose. Am I any different?

Out the corner of my eye I catch sight of a face. That girl. I know her. But from where? The face is uncanny. Green glasses, strawberry blonde hair. Who is this?

She looks at me. A smile.

The motions of life continue. Hours go by. I move through these hallways unaware of where they lead. One of the crowd. Destinationless. Faceless. Then I see her again.

In that moment we remember everything. The life we've known each other, the memories we've shared. The lives we've descended on through the wheel of time. The cycle of Samsara experienced over and over and over again. Tears flow from our eyes.

"How could I ever forget you?" she says.

Reality sheds its skin before our eyes and we gaze upon the vast and beautiful jungle before us. The immense garden of beauty, one only to be found within the collective dreams of all mankind. We dangle from the branches of trees. Two serpents. Entwined in an act of ethereal love, one with the phantasmagorical sights surrounding us. My rich blue body glide across the deep purple scales of hers to produce a radiant swirl of colorful energy, spiraling outward from the center of our entanglement. Our bond is electrifying.

This is life. This is truth. This is where we are and always have been. This is real.

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I awake and dust of the crust from my eyes. Back in this reality.. How unfortunate. What the hell just happened? Who was that girl? I pick up my phone to text D about the dream that just occurred - a morning tradition. I speak of the girl, the snakes, the forest - the total experience.

".. she kind of reminded me of you, actually, but healthier and with more vitality," I tell her

"I had strawberry blonde hair and wore green glasses back in about 2008, before my health problems. That would be amazing if that was me."

And then it clicks. Was that her? Have we shared previous lifetimes together? The bond we share and the synchronicities we've experienced are already extraordinary on their own. Is this possible? There may never be a way to find out the truth. This life we live in is a mysterious one. This reality - is it but a single world, or is this but one of many?

that's all I remember...I was Deadpool. I had a bunch of weapons at my disposal, but I don't remember much else unfortunately.

2nd February 2013

Sleep – 10:50pm
Wake ups – 6:25am
Finial Wake up – 9:00am
WBTB – 6:25am-6:40am

Dream

I was walking down a road alongside a park. I can hear a baby crying from the park. I looked over, into the park and all I can see is a women, with a bottle in one hand, who appeared to be drunk standing on the grass. The baby’s cry seemed to come from the women’s direction. I got concerned for the baby and went over to her. I figured that the woman was in no state to care for the baby so I would take her and the baby somewhere safer.

As I walked up to the women I noticed the baby was at the women’s feet. The women noticed me walking towards her and she started to panic. She started shouting at me “It wasn’t me” and “It’s not even mine” while pointing at the baby with her free hand. I looked down at the baby and saw that the baby had some sort of object sticking in to its head. It looked like the handle off something. There was no blood.

I picked up the baby and noticed that something was written on its forehead. In a blue ink “2806 19/03/__” The last part looked like a date but I couldn’t figure out what the last two numbers were. I knew I had to get the baby to a hospital soon. The baby was still crying. I noticed that the baby couldn’t move its neck either. I knew that the nearest hospital was up a massive hill nearby. I started running for the hill with the baby in my arms and the women stayed where she was.

I started to shout for help to the nearby people but. Everyone refused to give me help when they saw the baby. They would run up to me to see what was wrong, but when they saw the baby they refused to even be associated with me. Finally a woman agreed to help me and ran into her house to get her car keys.

3rd February 2013

Sleep – 10:45pm
Wake ups – 7:25am
Final Wake up – 8:20am
WBTB – N/A (Forgot to put phone on charge so alarm didn’t go off)

Dream 1

I was at a Chinese restaurant ordering some food. While I was waiting for my food I started to have a conversation with them. There were 3 of them, a farther and daughter and another guy unrelated to them. They were all Chinese. I noticed that they worked in the dark and I asked them about it. They said that in china there isn’t much light and in England there was. They wanted to work in a place that felt like home.

Dream 2

I was in a massive shop that sold everything. I was disguised as a cleaner there. I was trying to place a recorder in to the pillows of the beds that were on sale. I started to put some of the recorders I had in my pocket into the pillows when 2 actual cleaners turned up. They told me to get back to doing actual work. They told me to go change the sheets of the beds. They then both left and I started to change the sheets on the beds. I replaced the plain white sheet with a brown sheet with strange symbols on them.

Dream fragment 1

I was in a supermarket and looking for a box of chocolates. I couldn’t find them so I asked a member of staff and she couldn’t find them either.

Dream fragment 2

I was on my laptop sitting on the floor of my room. I was viewing Dreamviews.

4th February 2013

Sleep – 12:30am
Wake ups – N/A
Finial wake up – 6:15am
WBTB – N/A (Only going to get just under 6 hours of sleep anyway so there was no point)

No dream recall.

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeee, my dream recall is back!

Dream 1(fragment):

At some point in dream i was in subway and i had to jump into moving train because it could not stop properly on the station. Also that train was really short.

Dream 2(fragment, memorable):

This dream was about some sort of rat that was a detective, there was something involving some slimy dudes and something to do with the sewers, i recall that i was being different characters through it. Also i recall some platforming segment.(i wish i recalled more of this dream...)

Dream 3:

I was playing some sort of turn based tank game which used models of tanks from WWII. One of the maps had big building in the middle and both sides starting on the opposite sides from it. Mix of what i was thinking were Panzer III and Panzer IV were used by both sides, i was just watching battle of two AIs from top down. Map had some positions somewhat randomized, leading to one side having units closer to each other than other side, which made them do more damage sooner due to being able to start shooting earlier. Ofcourse that side won that game.
Then i started some single player mission and i was moving my tanks through some sort of city.

Dream 4:

I was playing some Warzone 2100, there was some small map where i started with small base and there was one scavenger and one NP base to the north and to the east, also one more scavenger base to the north-east. Also there was some sort of volcano in the center of the map.
After completing it i found it too easy and decided to use some code restarted the map and switched sides to scavenger. They had some weird units, such as rocket buggy that could use only mg or some sort of hovertank unit that was out of place for their side. For some reason NP bases were replaced by bases of The Project, so i was having really hard time playing as scavengers.

Dream 5:

I was the helper of some dude who was Shenanigans Inspector, we have entered some big building to check if everything is in order. We forgot to eat before going in there and were hungry so Inspector used some shenanigans to get us food and also millions of $. Apparently we were required more money for reason i can't recall, so we have talked about what to do(i recall he was talking like he was from some comedy movie or something).
We have decided to use some 'market shenanigans' that were happening somewhere in the building, when we have found place that we needed Inspector said to "leave everything to him and just watch". This was place of some market play, with various auctions and such, Inspector found an empty table and set up all of out moneys on it in some bizarre way, like each 1000$ were on it's mini-pedestal.
Apparently he ended up losing some money and after a while the main dude in the place declared that he knew about shenanigans that we use and the whole building was built in a way to rely on completely different set of shenanigans(?). Inspector started laughing and the dream ended soon.

I might have to start considering famous people a dream sign, this time the Crocodile Hunter was in my dreams haha.

1. I was in a grocery store/complex of some sort, there were many many rooms in the building. The hallways had fairies everywhere except they just seemed like lights down the hall, don't remember this part very much but I wrote it in my dream journal. I started going down these hallways with small rooms in the side and once you spotted a zombie-like corpse thing, it followed you around. I remember I had some sort of inventory system in the dream and I tried to bring up a weapon, the closest thing I could find was a pickaxe. But when I tried to hit the zombie it sort of just nudged down a little bit, and I could barely move the pickaxe at all, not because it was heavy but some sort of "glitch" in my dream. Except when I nudged the pickaxe the zombie flew away down the hall. After that I got scared and I kept opening rooms to find the crocodile hunter. I knew he was somewhere in the building and I opened this one room down to some sewer system and the water was waist-deep. I found the crocodile hunter going down one of the halls in the sewer with a torch. The sides of the walls were made up of bricks, almost like in boo's haunted house in mario 64 except less cartoon looking. After a few seconds I get teleported to another part of the building. And I find the front of the store has cash registers like the whole building is a giant grocery store or something. What is strange is every clerk was a hot blonde girl, they all seemed to be talking to each other but they stuck in their respective cash register places. I thought this was very strange because hot girls are so rare, but then I kept going because I wanted to find the Crocodile Hunter again. I went back to the sewer and he was still holding the torch, then after a few seconds the dream was over.

2. One fragment of another Dream I had was that I was just walking around with a heavy backpack. I was walking around some city at first and I remember walking down some streets with just garages on one side and the backs of some stores on the other side. There was also a scene where there was a circular giant sidewalk with artistically designed bricks on the ground and I was looking at myself walk towards where I was looking at myself from. On the left of where I was looking was a street, no one else was there but there were cars in the background. I don't remember parking my car but I remember my car got towed, I went back to the place I parked it, which was some random persons driveway lol. I put my gloves and hat on the driveway and laid them all out neatly for some reason, when the family got home and parked their car on the side of the street.

Another fragment I remember from the dream was I was walking behind a middle school, and two girls were just walking home at that time, except it was extremely strange because it was midnight. I was so confused that I just stared and wondered what they were doing at this time of night, but I kept walking. Then I found a construction crew not really doing any work but just talking amongst themselves and just glancing at me as I go by.

I feel as if there were more of the dream where I walked on some nature trails but I just do not remember it.

I dont quite remember how it started, but uhhh i remember i gain a bit of lucidity in my dream at times but would fade away quickly. Anyways...

Crysis 3 dream! i remember i had a bit of lucidity in this dream in the begining but it faded quickly. so i was in the hallways of a modified school i go to. someone had handed me a crossbow and pistol and i was with my friend nolan and someone yelled "CRYSIS 3!) that got me exited and i was imediatly searching the hallways. But i had a feeling it was a free for all but me and my friend nolan where on a team or allied. I was aiming at some people down the stairs of my school then this huge black guy with a military hair cut in army pants and army boots is charging at me and my friend. he was coming from the other end of the hallway.( by the way there where no nano suits) All i could say was "Oh Shit" and i ran down the other end with my frind and hid be hind a corner. he ran past us not seeng us and came to a balcony of the school leading outside and jumped off ( Which doesnt exist). So followed him with my bow out and when i got to the balcony this is where i was in awe, it was a modified replica of the Crysis 3 beta map (airport). Back to the dream, i looked down the balcony and i see the dude tying his shoe i had a good laugh. I then jumped off the balcony and wanted to land on him but something ended up pushing me a couple meters away from landing on him. When i hit the ground i dropped my cross bow and it skidd across the padio. He still never looked up though he was just tying his shoes. Then this is where it got dumb i got a message on my phone so i looked at my phone or some gadget and it said "first one to look" (I know it doesnt quite make any sense). So pulled out my pistol and tried to shoot him but the bullet just stopped before hitting and killing him then that dream ended.

Side note: I do find my dreams to be wierd becuase i always get in these big intense fights but i never really can kill anyone ( not that i want to just that i get caught up in my dreams). Also often times some dream character is chasing me. Some times its dark dark mean character or a robot or even just someting not to scary. If you have any thoughts on that please comment.

Three entries ago I talked about creating a dreamworld. A place that's always going to be there.
But it was kind of short and I only talked about what I wanted to create.

Because in fact, I already have a consitent dreamworld. A non lucid one but it's still there, and I think most of us have one.
The only problem I have is that it's a copy of my real environment, it has the feel of waking life but when you gain awareness in it you see the differences.
For example the town square in my dream is way bigger than in waking life and also the church is misplaced.
Also the street I live in is still in the state it was in 10 years ago. Now there are new houses and such.

I've visited it many times and revisited it when reading about it.

When I talk about the dreamversion of my town I have the feeling of talking about an actual place I can visit.
I guess the easy way of going there is through false awakenings.
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But now to talk about the developments in creating a world by the conscious me.
Because I few the dreamversion of my hometown not my creation. It was created by my unconsciousmind during non-lucids and I simply recorded the memory. What I want to do is kind of a reversed version of this.
I want to create the memory of it in waking life visualize it and visit it in daydreams so that one day I wil visit this place in my dreams.
I've been drawing the island I mentioned in a previous entry. A big floating island, and I did some searches for reference and came to the conclusion that this won't work yet.
An entire island is to big to start with.
Instead I wil start with a small building, a little house or something. It will be simple with not much going on. I remember my last lucid dream and how realistic it was compared to the real world. I believe this was the case because I was in a restroom. It was a small room with little details and was therefore easy to stabilize.

How I plan on doing this now is to biuld from the inside.
Design a small room in which it's easy to stabilize, so it's easier to create the expectations outside of it.
Eventually I'll get back to the floating island even though I found out it's on of the less original ideas, maybe that's because it's also one of the more awesome.

I found myself laying in mud I looked around and in front of me not far away I saw a structure that was greyish in color with brown ..After I got up I walked around as I was walking I looked down and noticed the texture of the mud was more slushy then what regular mud looks like I was in an ally walking along noticing the different color huts ,,I came across chamille in this dream she was standing on some particle board trying to fit in some hole in one of the walls. She asked me for help making the hole bigger.
so I begin to help ,, while I was also looking around to find anything sort of tool to make the hole larger I noticed a really bright colorful frog bright red, that had a weird shape to its body It seem to have sprayed me with something from its mouth as it did I fell down I think it was poison ,, Next thing I know im in another city with cobblestone road in an allyway I started taking photos walking around I walked into an opining on the left where it led into another ally ,, I was trying to find good angles to take better pictures I noticed a lady sitting down faceing a painting I told her how beautiful this place was and she agreed and smiling she said there was a lot of heritage here too..

This dream was a visual dream about me and my girlfriend chamille ..She cheated on me and was mad at me for some reason ..We lived in some torn down city. We were fighting about it and I was trying to get her to stay because she was upset for me knowing and wanted to leave. We had a kid and I had to go ge him or her from the local school gym .. so chamille left and I went to go look for our kid ..

I took my pet cat fusa to a local veterinarian office .I had him in my arms and placed him on the counter in front of one of the vets He told me that he had a bad case of bed bugs