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I was on a house (In Marcos Juarez) which i found in good condition but it was abandonned. I don't know how it happened but after a moment i legally owned it, so it was cool for doing partys! My parents house was like 3 blocks away so everytime i needed something i ran there. I was setting in the house, and my friends too. Some of them came to help me with the stuff and since it was lunch time i was cooking. Then the time went through (meaning that i don't know what happened) and i realize that i needed something from the house of my parents. First i looked through the window (i don't even know why) but i noticed that the police was outside my house. Anyways i went off and i ran to my parents house. When i was running i saw at the middle of the street a police officer shot dead, and other officers around the body. I stopped for a second to look at him and i continued running. Then i reached my parents home and i realized that i was on a scenario of a previous dream. I kinda became lucid, since it was a very vivid dream, however not at all.

I was on the outskirts of the city, near a railway during night. I was in the middle of nowhere actually but the train went through there, however at middle of the night there was a creppy transport system. It was more like a wagon, which went alone and it was extremely cheap. I was with my mother and my sister and they insisted me to take it rather than a taxi that was extremely expensive. So i took it, it was the first time for me. It drived alone and of course I had to go alone since it was very small. I went through the railway and every 20 meters there like alleys where there were stops, but those alleys could only be reach from the city (the railway was now parallel to the city street, i had to go to the end and then turn to the right). I was really scared by the way, but i finally got to the city safe. When i reached there i jumped off the wagon before it stopped and i started to walk. In reality i always look carefully at buildings, and in this dream i looked at them too and i realized i was dreaming. However i already dreamed for a long time and i guessed that woker me up.

Psychic Energy

I'm sitting in the living room, explaining to two of my mom's friends that I feel really frustrated about something. One of them asks me where in my body the frustration is located--where do I feel it most strongly? At first it seems like an absurd question, but then I realize that a lot of the unpleasant feeling seems to be centered right behind my forehead. I tell them as much (using a scientific term like "prefrontal lobe" or "cerebral cortex"), and they take a closer look at my forehead. "Yeah," one of the women says. "There are a lot of wrinkles there." Wrinkles, as in, the lines your face makes when you frown. She means that maybe if I stopped my unconscious frowning, I would start to feel better. I consider this to be pretty deep advice.

Frags:

• Using the Internet and frustrated because the sound suddenly cuts out. But it comes back.
• Starting from an Egyptian skeleton, a human body is assembled, one organ system at a time.
• our pet dog

I was with my ex inside a blue room with furniture of the same gamma. I was still upset at him because he just stopped talking to me when I moved out of the country when he promised we would remain as friends. I, as many dreams before, asked him why he did so which to he just came to me, hugged me and told me he was "young and reckless" as he used to tell me when we were together.

I tried to make him let go of me, I didn't want him so near me, but he just pressed me tighter and finally me. After he did so, I didn't resist anymore, I just reciprocated and he, just before I woke up, told me he missed me.

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Ok, this guys is the main reason why I want to start lucid dreaming, so I don't ever see him again. >_>
I'd like to remember more... but It's been almost half a day since I woke up.... can't make it before I go to school :<

AWAKE
DREAM
LUCID DREAM
DREAM SIGN
NOTES

I've got to say, I didn't actually think this dream meant anything at all at the time. But I was reading the entry in my DJ (My actual DJ that is) and I think it says a little something about myself. I'm not sure about the chronology of the two dreams I had last night, I remembered the other one before I remembered this one, but I feel like I dreamed this first.

I step out of the passenger seat of my dad's car onto the pavement. I don't see who it is dropping me off. The buildings along the pavement looks like the opposite side of the road to where I have my guitar lessons. But I don't cross the road, I turn around and start walking down the street. After walking a few metres or so, I hear someone calling 'Skiddo!' behind me (Skiddo is my nickname at school, it's sort of a variation of my surname.) I turn around and see one of my female friends from school called Chase, who I was briefly very into, calling me as she gets into my dad's car, through the passenger door I left open. I'm a little confused about why she was calling me and then didn't say anything, so I question reality a little. But I shrug it off and turn around. The road I was walking down is suddenly really crowded with DCs. Everytime I try and go around someone, someone else cuts in front of my path. It's almost as if the DCs are deliberately trying to stop me getting to my destination. I'm not sure if I transitioned into another dream or woke up, but that's the last part of that dream I remember.

So, the reason I think this dream is sort of a reflection of myself goes like this:

I was opposite the music shop where I have guitar lessons, but I didn't go in. I think this represents me choosing other things over the one thing I'm really passionate about - music.

The school friend / crush calling me from behind and then not saying anything. I take this to represent outside distractions putting me off my goals by taking up my attention with meaningless things.

Finally, the crowd of DCs trying to stop me walking down the road, and cutting in front of me. Realising that DCs are in fact representations of my own subconscious mind, that meant that I was stopping MYSELF from walking down the road. I think this means that I myself, am stopping myself from achieving my goals. For example, whenever I walked around one DC, another would cut across my new path. This reminds me of me making up new excuses for not meeting potential bandmates, because I was very nervous about meeting new people.

I could be wrong about all of this, but I'm considering it kind of a breakthrough.

AWAKE
DREAM
LUCID DREAM
DREAM SIGN
NOTES

I'm standing in a room facing a door that leads to a hallway and some stairs. I guess the room must be a living room because of some large red chairs to my left, centred around a table and close to an old fashioned TV. To my right, there is a door leading off to another room. I decide to take my clothes off (No idea why) so I just randomly strip naked. I hear someone coming so I run into the room to my left (I've gotten into the habit of questioning reality whenever I pass through a door when I'm awake, so my subconscious kind of failed me here...) The room is mostly empty, with a bare concrete floor and no decoration. It looks like building work is still going on in this room. On the wall to my left there are some coats on pegs, and on the wall opposite me there is a door leading outside, and a rusty sink under a window. The wall to my right is mostly bare. I can hear someone following me, and panic a little (Strange, my dreams are always very vivid, the only thing my mind usually gets wrong is that I'm emotionally indifferant to everything... Panic is rare in my dreams.) I notice a door on the same wall as the door I just came through. It is partially concealed by coats, so I decide to hide there. I run to the door and pull it open, it turns out to be a closet. A strange blue glow is emitted from quite a large source, it looks sort of like a night light. Other than the light, the closet is filled with brooms and tools. I close the door behind me but someone grabs the door from the other side just before it closes. I quickly cover myself with a black towel (Can't remember if I had this for the whole dream, or if it just appeared in my hand.) The door is pulled open and I see my younger brother on the other side. He looks at me with a strange expression, almost like how you would look at a child who had done something wrong. He then leads me back towards the living room. My 3:00AM alarm wakes me up, telling me to attempt a WILD.

Horrible insomnia last night, but thank goodness I'm off today so that I could sleep in and have an interesting DILD. I woke up at 3am, then fell back to sleep at about 5:30am, when Danny was getting ready for work. I could faintly hear him in the kitchen getting his food together. Right before I fell asleep, I had some vibrations, but they were really short, mild bursts. Not enough to keep me aware, so I passed out cold. The first thing I remember was a nonlucid where I was reading some kind of health journal in bed. It's interesting to me how the words were not jumbled, and what I was reading seemed to make sense (until the last 3 words):

Something about congestive heart failure.. something something patients experience these symptoms etc etc in a bird.

HAHA?! In a bird? I said I must be dreaming. My room Looked different and my comforter was not mine. So I slowly got out of bed. I had the strange feeling that not much time had passed, and that Danny would still be in the kitchen in real life, so I wondered if I would bump into the DC version of him. I did, and he came up and kissed me. I noticed that he had rearranged all the living room furniture, including some furniture that we don't own. I laughed and said "Good work on the living room there buddy, been busy eh?" He hugged me and said "Yeah, I know, I'm awesome. There's still a blank spot on that wall though, and I need to change my cell number." I wanted to tell him what a cute DC he was, but I didn't want him to explode, so I just said I needed to go do stuff, have a nice day at work. I went to the dining room that we don't own, and thought about how I want to see if I can switch back and forth between feeling my real body in bed, then back into the LD. I laid down on the floor, but things started to get dark, and I was afraid I would wake up, so I hopped back up. I went into the living room, and Danny was gone. The room wasn't very well lit. I saw Daisy run up to me and give me some love. I went through the house trying light switches, but nothing worked. So finally I went for the front door, which looked different and had a weird lock that I don't own irl. I could hear rain on the other side. I opened the lock, then the door, then what I saw was probably the coolest LD scene I can remember. It was raining, and flooding the driveway and road. There were these bushes in the front yard that were so emerald green. Everything was so vivid, and hyper-colored. More vivid than in real life, and I'm starting to think that my extra vivid dreams are extra clear like this, because I don't have visual snow in the really clear, vivid dreams. Whereas I have visual snow in real life, which translates to some of the less vivid dreams. Anyway, I wasn't going to go outside at first, because of all the rain, then I thought screw it. I'm glad I did, because the scene that unveiled was amazing. Instead of a row of houses that should have been there, there was a playground with a huge jungle gym set, and just behind it was a giant italian villa, only way more colorful. To the right was a huge silver and crystal palace, and to the left was the Dallas skyline more or less. I looked at the villa and there was an outside elevator going up, but it didn't stop at the top balcony, it just shot up through the sky like a rocket. I said I'm so going there right now. Oh and Ziggy escaped and went for a swim in the flooded driveway, but I retrieved him and tossed him back inside. I started for the gym set, but I was barefoot. I summoned some shoes, but there were no matches, just a bunch of odd sized boots. I threw some on that looked similar enough. They felt cool and wet from being rained on. Though the rain had now stopped. I walked to the base of the gym set, when I noticed a guy talking to a girl about real estate. I decided to be funny, and I shook my bootie at him. He stopped talking for a bit, like I distracted him haha. I climbed to the top of the jungle gym, singing some Lucia di Lammermoor. Couldn't get out the high E, so I laid down and tried again, no luck. Stupid dream voice. I stood back up, but now that villa and the palace were gone, just the Dallas skyline. But I could see, just a short distance between the base of the other side of the jungle gym and downtown, was a little street that was adorned with lights, just like Little Italy in NY. I decided to get down of the set and go there. I had the choice between a rope ladder with plastic bars, or the pole. It was a looooong way down, and I feel pain in LDs too, so I avoided the pole and went down the ladder. As i started down, it went immediately to night, but I could still see since I think there were floodlights on the playground. I stopped briefly and looked at the pole.. I should have gone for the pole instead, would have been faster. I need to fly more, hell. i got to the bottom, then everything went black. I clapped my hands, saying more light, over and over. But my voice was so weak. I suddenly "woke up", but it was into another lucid. I was instantly in a bed in a strange bedroom, sitting straight up. This bed had bed posts, and holding onto one at the foot of the bed, was a man dressed like a KKK member. But his costume had floral print lol. Still kinda creepy. He was facing me perfectly, almost like a reflection (except for the KKK part of course). I waved my hands back and forth really fast, and he mirrored me perfectly. Then I flipped him off with both hands, same thing. I said, I gotta get out of this room. The door was right beside him, damnit. I got up, and ran for the door. He ran towards me, so I put my hand out to block him, and my hand ended up in his toothless mouth, and I woke up.

All the annoying things about this dream were worth that one, beautiful vivid scene. I wish I could draw it for you guys.

I was in some type of helicopter with about 5 people I don't know. The helicopter had no doors so everything was wide open and we were high up in the air. The people I was with were very nice after I had mentioned I was terrified of anything to do with flying or heights. I closed my eyes and started singing a fleetwood mac song to distract myself from the fact that I was up so high in the air. Suddenly it dawned on me that I was dreaming. I thought to myself, it's okay you are dreaming - nothing bad can happen to you. After that one thought my consciousness went back to regular dreaming and the dream was no longer lucid. I'm still pretty excited that I had that moment though! Getting close!

I was crawling and jumping across buildings, running away from PW. It was not like a threat, it was more of a game. She was wearing a cape and a gown, all black.

I was walking through a parking lot with my old care taker, she told me to stop ignoring people's texts and calls... it is very rude.

I was in a classroom sitting next to a guy. He had drawings of Lady Gaga in front of him, they were all the same drawings but different in designs. I was surprised because I drew the original picture before! His drawings were so much better, they were perfect. He drew one picture using tiny boxes but the result was still a very lifelike Gaga. He had another drawing, it was two people holding hands.

I was at a Chinese restaurant. I was sitting with my future family in law. The whole restaurant was reserved for the relatives on my fiancé's side. I didn't know anyone, not even my fiancé but he was really friendly and nice when I met him. I was suppose to leave a good impression but I didn't know how to. So I was quiet the whole time and smiled as much as possible. In the end, it probably didn't work out cause I was at a street with a lot of tiny boutiques, ready to return my dress. Each boutique had polished wooden interior and soft lighting. Each one of them have a dressing room and few dresses on display separately behind glass. I was walking down the street and saw a girl and her mother going in to the boutique that I just left. I went back in later and saw a baggy shirt on a hanger in the dressing room. The shirt had the same pattern/design as my dress, so I thought the dress must be in here somewhere. All I found were more of the same shirts.

08/29/2012
11PM - 9AM

We all know that most first LDs are short, probably not that very short of mine. Anyway this is my very first Lucid Dream..

So I was on the bed and so lazy to wake up, after some time I was dreaming about my brother and me fighting aggressively on my bed also. So maybe he was making me wake up and probably it was a False Awaking.. However I hadn't much time for Reality Checks because of the fast paced fighting, but in a very small part of a second I put my hands on my nose, once I inhaled I was shocked!! Almost all of my brother punches was penetrating me as is I'm a ghost. I realized of course that it's a dream so I ignored my brother and I got off the bed running towards the door of the apartment. Sadly I didn't even reach my room's door...

Everything vanished and woke up, but that feeling was already a great accomplishment

The dream started with a vivid non-lucid section where I was showing big fishtanks I had built into the wall to a girlfriend I had about 20 years ago. I was actually seeing large silver fish in the floor, and pointing them out. The tanks started leaking and I thought the floor would collapse. I went outside to look into the tank in the floor, and when I came back in my mom was looking for me. She could not see me in front of her or hear me. I became lucid.
I went outside and started walking. The dream started to fade while I was walking by the river, but soon became vivid again. I saw my friend through a window and he came out to talk. I told him I was actually just dreaming, so I had better things to do than hang out and talk. He had a big dog with him and I tried to levitate it. It got angry at this, so I levitated myself instead, and floated away from that scene.
I ended up seeing my wife inside a large room with bleachers. I wil skip this scene as it is just about 3 or 4 minutes of a 3 way wwith her and some random pretty woman. I did not reach climax on purpose, so I could stay lucid. I walked off from that scene. Out side again, I decided to visit a church and find an alter. I immediately found a church and many people inside. I could not really find an alter and quickly lost intrest in the idea. The preacher started talking to me and people gathered around, so I stopped and tried to listen, but it was non-sensical so I went out side again.
I remembered that I still had not completed my 'Shared dreaming challenge' so decided to do that. I pre-assumed that the church I just left was in a pyramid, which I would see when I turned around. Sure thing a massive pyramid was there. I started to climb up the side. It was more ornaate than an egyptian pyramid and was truely massive. I reached the top and the dream tried to fade again. I could feel the four sides and the point with my hands, and used that to bring it back into focus.
I sat on top of the pyramid with my legs around the very point. I called out "I am looking for someone!" and really paid attention to make sure it was audible. It was loud and clear. I called out the same phrase two more times. I then called out "I am looking for the Diplomat" which is my nick name for one of my dream guides. Nothing.
I decided to try and see past the illusion of a created dream scape and just see the top of the pyramid, myself, and what ever would be left that was not illusion. The scene became odd and I am not sure I understood what I was seeing. I sat cross legged on top of the pyramid and began meditating and chanting OHM. It was very cool the way the sound was vibrating, but before too long, my wife got out of bed and that woke me. Dur~15 min

08-16-2012 -- Am traveling with a mentor along paths in a medieval time-period, except it takes place in Buena Park. I am half Harry Potter traveling with Dumbledore, and half Garion traveling with Old Wolf. We're hiking down a wooden path where two trails merge, except it is where Manchester Blvd merges with Orangethorpe. One of our horses wanders off to return to where it came from, and I am kind of mad because "I could have ridden that." Except I am already riding a horse, and my mentor doesn't actually need one.

Suddenly we're walking down Crescent Avenue, except it still has that medieval feel to it. I'm heading toward Marshall, but walking on the other side of the street than usual, and I keep running into people who want to befriend me or offer me help. I have no idea why, but it seems like I have a talent for recognizing those who can help me.

Around the area of the nursery, I run into a Robin Hood type who I wrote down becomes important later on. Since I never mention him again, I don't see how that can be. I soon reach the apartments across the street from the school, and cross over to Marshall.

I have somehow been turned into a woman, and am wearing a dress with a ridiculously high slit in the front of it, with three sets of holes, and only one combination lock to fasten one of the sets of holes together. I try to use the lock on the middle hole, but the dress then gapes open above the lock, and shows off everything that I've got. So I have to use it on the top-most set of holes, and that still leaves the slit way too high and revealing. The teachers are not going to like this.

08-16-2012 -- [Three dreams from this night, since I have entered one, I am going to enter all three. Though this one I may not have woken well enough to fully write down, because I can't make the greatest of sense out of it.]

There are hints of the Doctor and Amy Pond, though I can't remember any actual details with them (guess what I watched 6 episodes of, right before going to sleep?) I seem to be doing some kind of mystery shopping rounds that involve aliens that are swelling up like some odd sort of balloons. I have to take them to two specific places, and then they start to deflate and become safe.

These two places, one is a fair distance to the north, the second is a fair bit to the south, and it overall feels like some of the BankAtlantic bank routes that I still dream of mystery shopping. Soon I choose a new second stop, one that is to the south, but much closer. Because I had been going much further south, after I make my second stop I head further south, rather than north, like I should have, and I soon find myself looking for a place to turn around.

I try to turn around at a toll road on-ramp, and though I have not passed through the toll booth or gotten on the toll road, they charge me a $3 toll anyway. I am upset about this. The toll collector looks like the head vampire from the Doctor Who episode the Vampires of Venice, and she is listening to the radio which seems to be playing Randy Stonehill's "Who Will Save the Children" which she doesn't like because she doesn't like any music from the 70s.

I go back to my car and try to turn around, and unfortunately I hit the curb. This really badly mangles both of my back tires, but they are holding together and still somehow retaining their air, so I drive off. It is Sunday, and a holiday, and I am really hoping they continue to hold together, because there is no way I can get them replaced today. I think this while driving through a closed automotive garage.

August 29, 2012

I am in the LRT or MRT. I am checking Facebook. I'm 35th in rank on Facebook. I think it's because I upload a lot of stuff. I see my latest upload of photos. Three were photos of high school classmates. They're not very clear. They look old. Yellowish color. One of the people there is my high school crush, M. In the photos, he doesn't have any pants, but his shirt was long enough and covers his private areas. He was standing on the right side of the photos, and the others, our high school classmates, are on the left side. I think there were at least three others who are fully clothed. I remember a bluish color shirt. They seem to be making fun of him. I feel that he doesn't mind, and also seems to think it's funny.

I am lying face down on the bed. There is something heavy on my upper left back. I am almost lucid as I become aware of the bed. I look and see a guy. Color theme is white. We talk, but topic is blurry. He looks Asian. He lies on his back after a while. He's skinny. His stomach showed. I bite it gently.

I am looking at my face in the mirror. My hair is shorter, and my mustache and short beard are gone. I think it makes me look fat.

NOTE: M did come to mind when I did LaBerge's Guided Reality Test. Focused on high school as well. I also listened to Dream Lotus and Flame Tech, but not immediately before sleep. No candles nor incense.

08-16-2012 -- [This was a lucid dream where even knowing I was dreaming and had strange dream powers, I couldn't seem to do anything to make it a good dream. Very depressing, and was asking to die in the dream by the end of it. Miserable.]

In an elevator, going somewhere, but no idea where. I am 3/4 asleep, and can barely open my eyes. Some black lady asks me if I am at my floor, or if I am going back down as she exits the elevator. There are a couple more floors, but back down I go, no clue as to what is going on.

I think I am in a movie theater for a few seconds, then I find myself in a 7-Eleven, thinking about the mystery shop I just did. I took four or five pictures of either the ads or the trailers in the theater, then left. In the very low lighting inside the 7-Eleven (its the middle of the night, and while they are open, they don't want the lighting to disturb people) I am trying to read a newspaper and take a good picture of my ticket stub as a receipt. Problem is, the lighting is just too bad.

I move to some brighter light just by the door, and set my stuff up. I am just about to take the picture, when a bunch of obnoxious kids come in and start jostling the table. One of them sits down on my stuff, and they all wonder why I seem to be mad at them.

Suddenly we're outside, standing by a ditch and I am trying to explain everything to them, how they messed up my picture and sat on my stuff, and they just don't care, so I give up. I find some of my stuff is scattered and laying in the dirt and mud in and around the drainage ditch, and looking at a broken pair of glasses, trying to remember if they are mine. I don't think so, they don't look right.

Suddenly I find myself in a bedroom, no idea where. It is weird, and dimensions are stretched and warped. It is huge, and empty, no furniture. Well, nothing except a mirror. The odd thing is, I glance in the mirror and I see a reflection of the room, but with all kinds of furniture, and looking cheery and pleasant, rather than dark and miserable. I see a huge clown coming, and she tells me to be patient, things get better.

Suddenly I find myself being 'attacked' by a circus tiger, except it just wants to cuddle a little bit. There are elephants, giraffes, and other animals just wandering around in this huge, empty room of mine. Bonnie C is here, but she is just sitting there, muttering to herself.

The clown walks past, but she is now dressed as a naughty nurse, all in white, really short skirt, and very attractive. Now this is more like it! I follow her as she walks into a doctor's office, and she is speeding up, almost like she is trying to escape. By this point I know I am dreaming, so when she goes through a door and locks it, I run right through it at full speed, and pass through as if it weren't there.

I catch up to her among some office cubicles and am trying to kiss her and start having some fun. A doctor walks into the room, and because I don't want him to see me, he can't, but since I'm all over the nurse, who he can see, and she is struggling, he knows something is up. "He's here, isn't he?" he asks. Then comes over and starts to wrestle with me, even though he can't see me.

I try to explain. I'm dreaming, I know I'm dreaming, and shouldn't I be able to have some fun? I point to the nurse's gorgeous bare ass, her fanny right in front of my face, and say "Answer honestly, if you're in a dream, face to face with this, would you not take advantage of the situation?" He is honest, and admits he probably would, but tells me she is not for me. I get nothing except the very minor feel I have already copped.

She leads me back to the floor of the dark, empty, huge bedroom, and stays right there, taunting me with her presence. Obnoxious. To hell with this, I start to feel her up again, and she is not happy. Just before I can get anywhere, I get distracted by a caterpillar dressed up as a clown, climbing on me. A green dog comes bouncing up, then disappears, and the doctor is here, still protecting the nurse. He looks slightly different, and I realize he is also the dog.

I start to whine about how I don't get to have anything, even in my dreams, and start to beg to die. They have nothing helpful to say to me. They tell me to get something to eat, and now there is a plain table with a picnic basket on it. I walk up to it and there is some weird guy standing there singing a song about hiding bad food in with the good, and burying chewed clean chicken wing bones under a couple of loaves of stale bread.

This dream sucks!