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[Monday, October 1st, 2012]
(The night before this, I had smoked a good deal of weed and was still recovering. I had remained conscious
throughout most of my high and it was amazing how different it had felt. Anyways... I wake up and remember very
little.)

I remember being in a version of my Mom's old house... I was thinking of "Incubus" and was holding a bucket of dust
or dirt or something. I was cleaning it out with running water over a "well" or "sink" or "pool". I'd run water into it and
clean off the sides and then dump it. Casey was there and talking to me about Incubus. I don't remember what was
said, but it related to what I was doing.

<Casey calls me and wakes me up- but I don't answer. I'm not ready to get out of bed yet. I close my eyes and drift off
again- but this time I don't remember anything. More people start calling and texting and I just get up completely when
I decide to answer Nathan's call. >

<<Continues to Waking Journal>>

[Sunday, September 30th, 2012]
I'm with my Dad and my little brother Casey- and possibly Nathan too. We're standing outside, at the bottom of our
old house's driveway... there's furnature everywhere as if we're inside. He explains that the band Primus is the best
thing ever- so I start hearing Primus songs in my head and they apparently start playing to everyone else too. I start
drumming with metal clothes hangers on anything I can find. I drum pretty close to the beat of the songs like My
Name Is Mud, Jerry Was A Racecar Driver, and Kalamazoo but I get extremely tired fast. I switch to plastic hangers
and continue and its a lot easier. I drum the intro to Kalamazoo and then start singing the part that comes in and it
sounds pretty good. I can stay on beat very easily. (I would never be able to do this in real life.)

At another time, I'm also at Nathan's house. It's late and I shouldn't be there or something- but I just use the excuse
that I need to grab something. I don't remember what it was that I "had to grab" but it got me inside for a second. It
probably had to do with WoW.

Before all of this- I was driving east on Wickenburg Way and looking for a certain white/blue building on the left. (It
was very unvivid and unspecific of a dream.)

(Recall escapes me. I'm gonna go read up on recall techniques soon.)

[Friday, September 28th, 2012]
(Failed at dream recall. Today is the second day Alex had training. I've been napping off and on since I dropped her
off and now I'm in the hotel by myself. I faintly remember dreaming about a lot of kittens and there was a bright
orange one that Alex had grabbed and tried to claim as hers. She tried to mark her territory as a male cat would spray.
My Mom was there.)

(I'm unhappy with where I've been as far as dream recall goes. For now, I'm making dream recall TOP PRIORITY.
Time to research on the best methods and put it into action! I won't stop until I remember full dreams in great detail.)

[Tuesday, September 25th, 2012]
Nathan and Kyle were with me in a large room with a pool of water in the middle. I wandered out into the hallway
alone and started gathering up lint off the floor- suddenly it began to fall from the ceiling a long with water drops and
pieces of bugs. I returned to the room with a feeling of urgency. The room was beginning to fill with water!

I said, "Come on, guys! Time to go RIGHT now!" We all swam to the exit and up a hallway. We were waiting for a
rollar coaster elevator to arrive when Kyle pressed a button that stopped the elevator thing- I went over to it and
re-pressed it to bring it to US, and everyone but Kyle thanked me. Tyler was now with us somehow.

My memory skips, and we're outside now. After a man showed out group that we could do anything- he stretched and
flipped and phased in and out of reality. I got an idea and knowing that I could do anything- I told Nathan to watch me
and I did a very slow and awkward back-flip in the air as if I was suspended by strings. Or like an Astronaut in space.

<I wake up to Nathan and Kyle outside tapping on my window- they had skipped school and needed somewhere to
hang for a second. I let them in and told them how they had ruined my dream! But that they were in it and how
amazing that was that they had just showed up.>

I'm on vacation and that's why I have been ignoring lucid dreaming, but this dream is just way too good.

I have no idea how I became lucid in the first place, it seems I'm in one of those prep session in my boarding house. The others knew instantly I became lucid, and it distorted to some kind of lucid dreaming class. I did a lot of RCs, but I realized later when I woke up that I forgot to stabilize. I can't remember much of the details because again I'm on my vacation and I don't feel like stressing myself to recall all the minutest details. I managed to fly, and the dream distorted to some sandbox game for a while and stuffs. I talked to my friend that if I can't improve my dream control maybe I should study from Darth Vader.

That's like the ultimate evidence I lost lucidity.

1) I was outside late at night - it must have been about 2am. I was in a field, and I think there were several people with me. I was crouched on the ground using the mixer that I use to mix my music. However, at the bottom it had various knobs that when you twisted it, it effected certain higher conciousness aspects, I assume lucid dreaming, OOBE etc. However, I was really interested in using the stargazer feature, which allowed you to stargaze better. There were lots of stars in the sky. I don't know how I could see the mixer as it was very dark. I don't think I was working it very well. Suddenly, either I approached her or my friend Kelly approached me, but she realized I wasn't working it. She owned all the kit, and said she would help me. I was using the wrong kit, and the actual kid was about 6 feet to the right of me. We crouched there and used it.

napping on the couch listening to sports TV. A series of false awakenings - many. Reality checks by holding my nose. There was an extra closet door in my living room - I opened it and there was a long, white hallway with a vending machine and washer/dryer at the end of the hall. Some gnats flew in my house and gathered on the living room wall. I went to get a fly swat. On my way, I did a reality check and could fly through the roof. Tried my usual tricks - conjuring, talking to subconscious, and had no success or control at all. I find the false awakenings sort of nightmarish.

Ive been trying to Lucid dream.
Before I slept, i told myself.. I will do it tonight!
(it was a fail).
So:
It started out at night, I had presumably left my house in the middle of the night to chat with someone
(I didnt pay any attention to who it was.. o.0.)
We were sitting on a familiar bench which was out of place.. But in a familiar neighborhood.
A bird flew to sit on the bench, and a worm went to start sucking on it..
and it ate right through the birds neck
I jumped up (not wanting to be near the deadly worm.)
More birds came and the same worm kept eating through their necks..
and then a "medic bird" came. Lol..
It hurriedly chucked the heads of the birds at their corresponding bodies.
I thought..
Thats not very helpful. And.. How funny!
I saw one of the dead birds was.. very big
and its body was torn open,
inside were many baby birds
trying to stay close to its mother..
I thought.. how sad..
and then i saw my exes mother peep out of a distant house over to me,
so I ran (i hate her o.o)
Eventually I stumbled upon bunches of familar faces
gathering infront of a house
I thought..
Why wasnt I invited? Whos party is this?
I heard the voices of a long time friend and her parents inside
and thought how she had never even met most of the people gathered outside her house
and I did..
again i thought
why wasnt i invited?
and then I saw two old friends
and they were saying how they werent aloud to go to the party
because my friends mother didnt like them..

SO THEN

Im watching a TV special with my mother and my baby sister.
in an unfamilar room..
Its a sequal to this awesome anime "steins gate"
and also an episode of "black dynomite"
and also featured many childrens show characters characters..
(spongebob and friends, mordecai and rigby, finn and jake, ect)
Things go intense in the show,
so the childrens characters clasped hands and sang
marry had a little lamb o.0
And then a part came on
where lots of women
with varying amounts of breasts
and varying amounts on clothing..
(like the first woman had like.. 5 breasts, one was exposed.. i know, weird..)
some sexy, some more normal.. some more masculine, ect..
and i thought..
its a kids show too, must be ok if my little sister sees.. theyre just boobs..
but then she started making this drippy noise
and i got annoyed
and told her to stop
she said she wasnt doing it
but i saw her mouth moving to the sounds
and told her to stop now
and got frustrated
she swore she wasnt doing it
but she wouldnt stop,
so i sent her away
and then woke up
to the rain..
and then fell back asleep
back to the dream
(youd think, horray, lucidity! but no..)
i ran after my sister to appologise
for not believing her.. lol
i invited her back to watch the show..
the end.

Night of October 2nd 2012

G. The Dream Guide
LUCID
I am in **** city when I gain lucidity. I drop to the floor and lick the red, sandy bricks. I touch every surface around me and scream out "INCREASE LUCIDITY!" I am on the bridge that connects the malls to the train station when I see G, the friendly school janitor. I say "Hi", but then I have an inkling and I ask "G., are you my dream guide?" to which he responds "Yes." We laugh and embrace.

I remember that I told my friend I'd meet him in dream-Hawaii tonight, so I go about trying to get there. I try willing myself there, but, as usual, closing my eyes is a big mistake - I can hardly pry them open again. I decide instead to fly to Hawaii so I go to the south side of the bridge then fly out across vacant land and railway tracks. I almost lose the dream and I think that I can feel my waking-mouth, but then I imagine the dream back to life. Behind the railway track are some billboard advertisements. I read one; something to do with "ROERS." I fly out over the yellow bank of a hazily impressionistic river which I think I can manipulate with my mind into a Hawaiian beach, but then I WAKE.

Hearts for Hearts
NON-LUCID
I am imprisoned in a female camp with a malicious leader. Inside the bunker with us is a cage which is quite large. Inside it is a large creature, a big cat probably. There is also another person inside, a small black lump, who I believe we (that is, a friend and myself) tried to save. Currently, we're lying in bed talking about some subversive plan or another. The leader catches us whispering and asks us what we were talking about. My friend blurts out "What we're going to wear," as I say "What there'll be to eat." There is obviously some function going on soon. This sunken bunker is coloured in red hues.

We are sent out to the factory where they are harvesting hearts from creatures (humans?) so premature that they look like red tomatoes. I am reminded of the philosophical question of infanticide. There are rows of them, little 10cm high Roma tomatoes with little 4cm hearts glowing in the centre. I place two of these babies in my back pockets and shimmy past the row of people which lines the shelf. I WAKE.

This is a very old dream, but is one of my favorites because it was very vivid and twilight zone-ish

I was in my parents house and we were talking about how the world outside was ending. We were talking about Revelation (from the bible) and about what was going crazy outside. They told me to go outside and see for myself. I walked outside and saw a huge orb in the sky. It took me a while to get my bearings. It was the earth, I stopped and stared at it.

If I am seeing earth, then where am I? I thought. I looked at it for a long time and then I kept staring at it for the rest of the dream.

Note - smoked a joint of Calea Z for the first time 30 mins before bed - 50/50 tobacco, prob close to 1g of calea. Made me nauseous and kept me awake longer than normal. Felt a bit paranoid, but I'm a paranoid person. Thought at one point I would be sick. Feelings subsided after 30 mins.

Had no lucid dreams and no more vivid than normal in any dreams. Although fading into sleep the dreams seemed to start quicker than normal, I think it was placebo affect.

Met and was talking to a woman (KB) at work who plays guitar, we arranged a jamming session at her house, which was in the town my dad grew up in, she lived in a cottage there and I lived in a small house nearby. So I took my amp, guitar and pedals down to her place and set it up. When I arrived she was wearing 'interesting' lingerie covered by a silk gown and although in this state of dress informed me that we would not be sleeping together as she was married....to another woman. At no point in the dream did I want to or envisage that this was the cause of my visit (even although at this point in the dream she was mildly more attractive than she is in real life). Instantly she was back to wearing normal clothes. In retrospect, the houses and surroundings seemed predated to the current time, maybe early 19th century. I set up my guitar but when I went to start I noticed a string was missing and the another had come so loose it was like a piece of string. I also recall that my guitar was noticeably different, it had switches that could make it play an organ noise and other effects built into the guitar - this was not strange to me at the time. KB had a mad amp with loads of pedals inside it that were connected by ethernet cable to get the desired sound she wanted. This was interesting to me yet not strange. We didn't get to playing any music as far as I can remember before the dream changed.

Playing football in some tournament, for Ireland (despite not being Irish). It was like a 7-a-side tournament and was mostly folk late teens playing. I felt as if I was about 19 in the dream (I'm 31 at the time of writing this). For some reason at the start of the match I was carrying 2 shopping bags, one in each hand, that were making me heavy and the person I was marking was getting past me constantly because of this. There were spectators around the pitch, proably about 100 people. One of the spectators, a heavy an with a shaved head and beard around late 40s shouted abuse at me. I dropped the bags at the side of the pitch and then shouted abuse back. After this I started to play really well and created the chance that set up the goal for us to go up 1-0 but playing a through ball to the wing that was cut across and knocked in for the opener. My dad and his wife were there watching, as if I was playing proper football again. The other team equalised straight away and it finished 1-1. We were apparently strong favourites so this was a bad result. Next minute I am playing for Portugal and we get a free kick, and I am looking for Rui Costa to take it but forgot that we have Ronaldo, otherwise I was going to take it. The dream changes there, post game the whole thing has less of an international competition fear and more like an underage trial match where my dad thinks that I might get scouted. I remind him that I am 31 as does his wife.

Post game I am getting a lift somewhere, we stop at what I perceive to be a really dodgy bar in my home town and am surprised at my dad choosing to go there. He says it's just to use the bathroom, but still. I go in with him to make sure he's okay. On the way in, a shady character says to me, "I like the look of your car", which I understood to be code for asking if I want drugs, I smile, say no thanks and walk to the bathroom. After I come out, my dad isn't there, someone tells me that nobody leaves that pub without getting beaten up so I walk out quickly. Find my dad who is in the car already, it's his old burgundy sierra, from around 1992. Memory fades here, we were in s ahopping mall talking about it being a good place for my half brother due to thie funky red cubic looking fountain.

Final part of the dream, least recall, I am playing in a football match supposed to be a blind football match, but the majority of the participants are wearing old dusty uniforms and are wearing sacks over their heads. The field has no grass, it's dusty dry mud like surface but solid. I really want to win. I can mostly see but have to play like I can't. We go a goal down and I start playing normally, in spite of the other players not being able to see. I create an opportunity to score, can't remember if I did or not but then the dream ended.

so i was sleeping in my sisiters room and some dark spirit was coming to talk to me. i realized that it was not actually real and i was dreaming. I couldnt see anything and but knew ii was laying down so i was susspicious i was dreaming but new that i was deep down. so the dark spirit said "i have aphone call for you" and seemed ominous about it . the caller at the other end was some deep voice on the other end that was making threats, i ignored them and realized it wa was bullshit. with my spirit i grabbed the dark spirit hovering above my bed by the chest and said "THis is my dream" the spirit tried to hold me down but i persisted and he went away.

After this i was so happy that my dream powers was working i continued to dream . I wadered into my room and the dream began to stabalize. everything was the same but the walls and things were distorted. my grandpa was standing outside my door and i knew he was a dream character, i said hi and walked by. In my living room my family moved around happily and this put me at ease. i did a reality check and looked at my hands which kept morphing into different shapes so i knew i was dreaming for sure. my mom came up to me and gave me a hug and it kinda freaked me out cuz i though "well its a dream so shes not really my mom". "why are you shaking matt" I backed away and told her this was a dream. I considered going outside of the house, but the dream soon fell apart and i woke up feeling accomplished!! FUCK YEA

It is noon, probably a few hours after it. I'm living back at home with the family. I've got nothing going for me but the smiles on my families and few friends. Speaking of friends, I had a few over this time, two of them. Quynh and Janna. Well, more like people I used to work with in piano class. I'm not sure why though. I'm in the backyard without a shirt on just trying to enjoy what I could do while Quynh was here. I'm a skinny guy, so it's embarrassing to walk around the home without a shirt on. I still had that same feeling of loss though. Quynh was next to me, watching me. I cannot believe she is here. I figured I would've been lucid. She looks so beautiful, not by the way she wore things but her being here is the biggest thing I could ever ask for at the moment. I feel a little sense of depression though. Her face gives off some kind of a "bore" feeling. I want to try my best and please her but I don't want to come off as too much. Or maybe this is just the way she is. I walked her inside the backyard door in to the house and escorted her in to the living room where my parents were both watching television. I left her there for a while. I decided to walk over to my younger sisters' room in the back and see what she is up to. This room gave off an old feeling of one of my recent dreams. My sister was on the laptop, just relaxing. I sat down on the couch in front of her, just sat there and thought of Quynh being here at my home. I'm addicted to this girl. I'm not feeding off the old memories in dreams to try and find a view of better life but, I'm going to keep on doing it until this all really means something. I walked over to my room next. I saw my older sister. She's using the computer as well. I sat right next to her and talked. As she was using the computer, she asked me, "Why is she here?" I stared at her for a second, then left the room. I walked back over to the living room and saw two of the girls in there. Janna was watching television and so was Quynh. They looked very bored. And so, this is where the dream ends.

My teacher was giving the class a grade K spelling test but the sheets we wrote it on were the answering sheets. She told us not to cheat but it was hard not to. The text looked like someone had used a pair of scissors to etch it onto a desk or a wall of some sort. THe paper was 3 meters by 3 meters and it was designed to have a beach in the bottom left corner for about a foot then the rest was a forest/jungle except for a wonderful meadow and a big, beautiful mountain.
After some time I heard monkeys calling to one another, it confused me. Then, right before my eyes all my class mates and my teacher turned into monkeys and ran off into the jungle that appeared behind me. It was the same one from the page and I was then left alone on a platform bobbing around out in the choppy waters just off the beach.

I recalled my LD last night, but I can't remember how I came to awareness. I tried the nose-plug and it worked . I was in shock, but not as excited this time, because I became aware the night before and then forgot the whole dream. Last night was a similar situation, except I remember more than becoming aware. After the nose plug worked, I made the same mistake as last time- chasing an ex gf of mine. I got her to show up, but I couldn't kiss her. I tried flying instead. Someone said I couldn't do it, so it gave me the motivation to prove him wrong. I was flying by applying the freestyle technique for swimming to the air. It didn't last too long next thing I know I'm getting told I'm going to be late, but I know that my brother is lying because the clocks read different times. My iPod said 509 or something weird...I then remembered how I should explore more in the dreamworld than my fantasies. I tried to meet with my subconscious, but couldn't find "it" to save my dream. I woke up recalling fragments of this lucid dream and a vivid non lucid.
Overall, in my next lucid I will try to wake up after I meet my conscious so I can remember it.