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I was living with my previous landlady, the one that had a fight with my mom. Her house was different in the dream, the house was elevated like it was part of a hill. The family was really nice in the dream, everyone was friendly. I asked if there's anything to help out with, the maid said I can help with the dishes. The landlady's sons went out the door for school, I said bye to them but they didn't reply. They met with the neighbors (DC), and headed to school together. There was a bathroom scene there somewhere...

08/04/2012
2AM - 10:30AM

Alarm after: 6:15
Brief description: Third and final try with mantra. Couldn't fall asleep properly with it, as usual. Ended up giving up, I think? And fell back asleep.
Why it failed/succeeded: Mantra as anchor isn't working well for me.

I'm going to try three more nights with a new anchor. This time I'm going to do something physical instead of a mental one. A cap from my milk bottle, in lack of better item as I'm in my summer house.

Usually I rarely remember to stay still to even do this but today I was determined to NOT move when I woke up. I wake up several times in the morning staying still but USUALLY when I stay still when waking up I feel the vibrations instantly but this didn't happen so I just went back to sleep again. This happened several times until I decide to just wait for awhile instead of just assuming I failed because the vibrations didn't come instantly. So I wake up again and I feel a slight tingle. I know what is going to happen. A few seconds latter I feel this powerful vibration coming over me and I also hear this loud noise like I am right next to a train. Once the noise and the vibrations calm down I 'roll out' and at this point I am inside my dream scape. The dream scape is an exact copy of my bedroom.

I look at my hands to see if they are strange. They look normal. I go into my kitchen and I see my grandma with a bag and a red dress. She pays me no mind I think she can't see me. I was about to pat her on the back but I decide otherwise. I then feel myself fading away and soon after I wake up. I stay still and attempt to do a re-entry I feel the vibes coming on again but before they could kick off my grandma says "It's time for you to wake up" Pissed, but at the same time happy I did it I get up.

Backstory: So recently I've been really confused as to whether or not I want to play football again this year in high school, and I'm scared to confront friends and coaches about it. I have a tough academic schedule ahead of me, and I want to get a job.

So I went to school and I saw the football team practicing in the middle of the courtyard. (weird, I know.) I went up to a friend named Diego who also decided he wasn't doing it this year. So I was just asking him if I should and he didn't even respond to me. So I went up to watch the practice, and nobody said anything to me, until one guy told me to get over there and do some of the drills. I did. I enjoyed it. I began to walk away into the school and then woke up.

My subconscious is trying to make me play football and I don't like it! But I do...

08-04-2012 -- Started with just bits I can't really expand on, but gets better near the end. Somehow I am walking between a couple of buildings, heading to a place where I should be investigating something, except there are a bunch of cops who won't let me into the area. So I walk around the building trying to come at it from another angle, but they block me there, too. Eventually I find myself driving down a road where I see three or four Del Taco locations (fast food chain I know from CA, but there are only two of them in this area that I know of) and I am thinking it is kind of nice they are building more of them.

Soon I am in an office signing up for something, and Tammy is the receptionist. [Tammy is really the receptionist for the company I currently work for.] Some kind of mafia-type organization, and I am waiting for paperwork about something I have been asked to do, before I can go out and do it. As I turn and look around, I spot Calvin from my high school, and I recognize him because of the yearbook pictures Steve has just recently posted on Facebook. I think it is nice Steve posted them, because otherwise I never would have recognized him now. [Funny thing is, the dream version I only recognize because of the pictures of the now version looks exactly like he did in high school.] He turns and recognizes me, as well.

I am just about to leave, but the shelves of the office are loaded with boxes and boxes of candy, and as I glance over, I notice one of the candies they have is Wacky Wafers. They have them in a package containing six different flavored wafers, and I grab one. Somehow, as I try to open it, the one turns into six (that is six packages of six wafers each), and I end up eating all six of the watermelon wafers at the same time. Very tasty! I'm thinking about how I am going to have to post this on some of the lost candy forums on the internet, and how great it is that one of these old favorites has finally been brought back. I try to pay Tammy for the candies, but she is busy trying to put the hands back on a clock that lost them in an explosion. Finally she turns back to me, and tells me they are 86 cents each, and both of us are trying to do the math for six of them. As usual in the dream, math is difficult.

Soon I find myself watching some sort of reunion on a cruise ship of the cast from the Love Boat television show. Oddly, though, even though it is a reunion show of actors, they are all being treated as off-duty crew, and expected to keep out of the way of all the passengers who have come to see them. I spot at least Stubing, Vickie, Isaac, Doc and Julie, not sure I see Gopher anywhere.

This is my first journal entry so excuse the possible rambling

So this is one of my lucid dreams from last year, i still remember to this day.

I was in this complex in what i understand to be my room (which was in no way similar to my room)
there were empty wine bottles holding flowers in a decorative way, the flower print wallpaper was peeling, and the trim on the doors and windows were a thick unpainted chipping wood.
It was quaint and tiny, i walked out into the hallway and it looked like a community home. There were people evrywhere, in the kitchen, living room hallways, you name it.

I'm not sure how but I just realized I was in a dream, and i had this curious thought..."can I get drunk in a dream?" So acting very scientific about it I went into the kitchen and grabbed anything/everything that i would recognize to be somesort of alcohol and began to shoot it back. It tasted like nothing and seemed to have little effect on me, so I downed a few more until i could feel something, it was only brief and I immediately sobered when my mom came out of nowhere and started sassing me, I was to put the bottle down, clean my room, and come have supper.

Obviously she wasnt actually my mom, and she was standing in the way of very precious Lucid time, so I just ignored her and made my way out the door, she followed me and pestered me and just would not let up. But I love and respect my mom so I took her aside and said I would be home for supper and would clean my room later.

I ran out to the street and bounded into the sky, I remember being up there and just looking over the scenery, it was amazing, every little detail in the trees and houses, some had pools, some had cars, some were mowing the lawn.

that was the last moment i remembered of it, I think I was so overwhelmed by the infinite things i could do and just let my dream take over from there.

It was still kind of funny how shrill and pestering my mom was.

So, I have been reading about Lucid Dreaming for a while now, and want to get into the topic, as I find it very interesting.
Of course the first thing to do is practice dream recall and start a Dream Journal, but I somehow couldn't find the motivation and time until now.
Nevertheless I can recall at least a dream every night, without practice.

Today I decided to do my first DJ entry, as I had my first lucid dream, and it motivated me to write it down.
It was a DILD, and happened about 4 hours into sleep, as I checked the time after i woke up.
Of course, as it was my first LD, it was very short.

I was in a "normal" dream first, running away, or rather hiding from police, although I hadn't done any crime. At first I wasn't even sure they were chasing me, but somehow I just assumed it and i tried to lose them in smaller streets and alleys. This was probably one dream sign that made me realize it was a dream and made me lucid - there was no reason why the police would be chasing me.
I came from a place I knew into a slightly different scenery, that I had no recognition of (probably another dream sign), where I stopped for a second, and thought to myself: "Hey, this is a dream, stop running away from the police and confront them / your fears" At that moment the police were gone, or rather it was me that was gone, as I found myself in a room with computers (not many, just some standing around) and became lucid. I jumped up and started flying (which I heard is not so easy for beginners, as you can't really "think away" the boundaries of physics, as gravity at first, but somehow I managed it on the first try) I was in the air for a moment when I noticed the dream fading away, probably because I was so excited, and maybe because instead of getting to know the surroundings, I started off with flying. Then I remembered that spinning can help maintain the dream. So I tried spinning, which in mid air was weird, but possible, but it didn't help a lot, maybe a little, but the dream still faded and I woke up.

I took some notes on my phone as not to forget and be able to write it down after I woke up (I went to sleep again, as it was 4 in the morning), but I can recall the dream almost perfectly even without the notes.
It was a great first experience, and I hope I will have more like this and better experiences in the future!

My sleeping schedule was changed.
Went to bed...1AM
Woke Up...~5am
Ate breakfast,
Skated
WBTB...~12
Woke up ...2:30PM
worked on recall , wrote down fragments while I started on my dreams
=SUCCESS, I remembered a LOT more than I expected. Be patient with your mind.

The dreams? Well even though I'm very excited about what I did recall, everything that I rc are...fragments. The great part about them is that I know what order they came in.

M and myself were at a ski lodge/ restaurant- it was a very open environment, with friendly workers. We both took it all in , and then we were in a great mood so we began to laugh at the smallest things. The cashier sensed we were in a great mood, so he gave M brochures and recommended I apply to the job. I thought it was awesome but kept joking with M. Until M admitted that we did not live near the area. We got our sandwiches and ate. The breading was made out of apples, and after I took a bite out of it (wasn't bad) I looked around and saw a women, with sandwich with actual breading. I was disappointed M decided on this sub. I thought "wtf was she thinking...?" I told her and she said we can just come back later for the one I wanted. Problem was, I didn't know for sure what the woman had/ if I liked it anyway. We run through a teen hangout with old classmates of mine and I'm embarrassed. MG tells me we have to go so I suck it up. We get right past the lounge and we find an arcade where M enthusiastically offers me money to play. I decline. We're back and I see my old crush J, she's with her sister and I stop myself from approaching her, and tell myself to get over her. She steals a couple glances my way, so I get on the elevator and go to two floors , both deserted clothing/gift shops. The latter, I find a wig and run back to the elevator with it. When, I get back to the "main-dream floor" I find M and G and a random man, who is in our way with his suitcase. He asks where the wig is from, and says that he thought so , because I was a little too old for wigs. LOL This DC had attitude.M wanted to take me back to the sandwich shop, even though I declined. We went and I didn't try to read the menu! Tell*tale*sign* amiright? /skip ending fragment/ Bus I ran ,excited to get there first. M shouting 'i'm sitting w/ Vinny blahblah' driver says ok I will sit other people first. I was thinking 'ok. cool. w/e' while M was tripping balls. She screamed 'we need the 2nd seat!' then I covered up for her saying no it's fine. She then shut me up by saying that it was not ok. I did not want to make the situation any worse, so I said ok. The "weeded-freshman" looked at me like M was insane as they boarded.

I'm watching a YT video in which an old friend of mine, A, just talks . She has braids in her hair. And the first part, she acts as if she did not notice the braids until a few moments after the camera was rolling. It was a start-stop type of video , but I still found it humorous. Then M tells me G had a lucid dream! I think I was excited to read about it, but in the end I didn't (...) fuuuuuuuuuuu. But I am happy. It's semi-lucid.

08.04.2012

Dead Bird? (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm walking with my father, getting ready to go back to a random vehicle, but he can't move it because some spots on the ground had dead bird residue?

I'm not even sure on that.

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08.04.2012

Essay (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I only remember being in class trying to prepare to write an essay. I see Melissa at some point.

What I find weird is that after I woke up to record these dreams, I slept until around 1:19 PM starting from 6-7 AM.....and I didn't remember any dreams from that second sleep....ugh.

I have glimpses, but I don't know if they were works in progress.

07-15-2012 -- I'm in my original bedroom in the Hickory House, which is a Hogwarts dorm room. I'm surrounded by piles and piles of trash and I'm shoving them around with a bunch of dorm mates making a half-hearted attempt to clean the place up. We're actually a lot more interested in learning a secret Ravenclaw spell that helps them keep the Slytherins at least slightly under control.

We Gryffindors learn it and abuse it for revenge, which leads to all-out warfare at the school. Thankfully the year is almost over, and we're leaving on the Express, but it is not a comfortable journey. There's a lot of magic being thrown around on the train ride, and it is starting to reach dangerous levels. I'm about to get between cars and try to release some of the magic so it can drain off into the countryside, but they've sealed the passages between cars.

At this point things have kind of shifted, and I'm halfway watching Harry, and halfway being Harry. There is a strange multi-timeline story going on, where there is a girl stuck in an inaccessible part of the castle, back in the founders' time. She's trapped in an area that is flooding, and is going to drown, and nobody can do anything about it.

Harry, in the present time, is working on some sort of project involving the Mirror of Ravenclaw, a long-lost artifact from the Founders' Era. Dumbles is trying to help, but really doesn't know what's going on. Harry has managed to recreate the mirror, and is sending it back in time along with a powerful cloak. The two items together can help save the girl.

Rowena Ravenclaw receives the cloak and the mirror, and manages to save the girl, then reveals that she never had any special mirror, and the rumored artifact that Harry 'recreated' was actually the mirror itself, which he sent through time. He was responsible for what he was trying to copy. The drowning girl was saved, somehow in the Smith's Food King parking lot. She half-turns into a guy, then turns back into a girl.

By this point, we are walking through the Disneyland parking lot, instead. Some of the girl's friends are telling her that they will meet her at the end of the night, in the employee parking lot near Harbor House. Problem is, they don't actually work there. I can understand their interest, but am explaining it is better to get a spot in Bambi than in Alice, anyway.

We're getting nearer the main entrance, and suddenly my sister Melody is there, and is two clues away from finishing a Penny Press crossword puzzle. She's going nuts about these last two clues, reading them out to see if anybody else knows them, and drawing thick lines in a grease pencil to make it easy to tell at a glance what the two clues still left to solve are.

We are now at the ticket gates, and I am now with my friend Dale as well as the girl rescued in time. Dale goes through the gate with a normal annual pass. I have one as well, luckily, but it is a key chain version, and is falling apart, like the old key chain I had for L.A. Fitness. They just barely get enough of a response from it and let me in.

It is raining heavily, and as we pass under the train station and reach Main Street, there is a really lousy parade going by. It's one of the really minimal parades like 30 Years of Magic, just something to pass time until they unveil the next major parade. I just try and ignore the whole thing. Dale has walked into the fire station for some reason, and I find myself walking down Main Street singing the Tap Shoes / Harvest Moon medley from Showbiz Is ..., and tap dancing my way down the street. I think I am dancing really badly, but for somebody who doesn't know what they are doing, it is actually pretty good.

I cover the entirety of Main Street in about five seconds, and suddenly find myself at Coke Corner, looking for the piano player. It is still pouring rain, so the piano is inside the restaurant. As I walk in, I find Johnny Lee there, talking to a guest. The guest keeps talking about the last piano player he saw there, who was a bit friendly, a bit crazy, and played very, very fast, and Johnny admitted it sounded like Rod.

The guy was asking Johnny to play a song, and Johnny indicated he wanted to, but unfortunately he had managed to break both his legs, so couldn't make use of any of the pedals. Instead Johnny seemed to be getting ready to go to sleep, and was pulling himself onto the piano keyboard and pulling the keyboard guard thingy over himself almost like a sort of coffin, before he took a nap.

04-08-12
Around 7:00

Snakes & Crickets
Non-Lucid



First thing I remember is being inside my house, I am on the stairs leading to the second floor and I notice that I have a cricket on my hand. I flick it off my hand, and it hits the ground with a huge thud, surprisingly. I walk back down the stairs and walk into the living room. On one of the chairs in the room is a box, I don't know what is in the box but I pick it up and put it on the ground. I get a knife to cut the tape off which has sealed it. When I do, a snake jumps out at me, I fall backwards avoiding the bite. I back away while the snake slithers towards me, it coils back before launching itself at me, but the cricket from before which has gotten immensely bigger, like a super cricket, dives in front of me and the snake and cricket engage in a battle. I watch it all unfold and distinctly remember seeing a pool of blood on the ground but I wake up while the two are engrossed in their battle.

DreamLucidAwake

Basic TOTM

I vaguely remember being in a battle with a large black dragon. Larger than I am anyway. I think I've been fighting with the same dragon in recent dreams. I don't really remember the fight, I just know it happened. I also know that the dragon really tore up my right hand. He most likely bit it and tried to rip it off.

So I was in a sort of forest biome. I was running, though I'm not sure if I was chasing something or running from something. Most likely the latter. I was holding my right hand which was of course bleeding and in a lot of pain. I stopped and kneeled down in front of a rock. I rested my hand on it and examined it. There were a few cuts and a large gash on the back of it. It also looked kind of deformed like the bones had been broken or displaced.

I decided that I would attempt to perform surgery on my own hand right there. It wasn't exactly the right place or time or equipment to do something like surgery, but I felt like doing it anyways. I figured the cuts weren't as urgent as the gash that all of my blood was pouring out of. Since there was already a hole in my hand though I thought I might as well try to fix up the bones.

Before I began I thought, "Am I really capable of performing surgery? Well I did have a few dreams where I was a doctor or went to medical school. I suppose 'dream doctor' is a good enough qualification."

So the first thing I did was transform my left hand into a dragon hand. I used my claw to cut open the wound a little more. There were several broken bone fragments lying in the wrong places. I poked at them and tried moving them back to where I thought they belonged. When I moved a fragment back into place it kind of snapped back together with the other bones. It was a little more painful when I did that.

After a few minutes I managed to get all of my bone fragments back into their place. I pretty much cheated for the next part of the surgery. I simply used my healing magic to close the wound in the back of my hand. My hand wasn't hurting much anymore and was fully functional. I can't remember much after that. I think left the other cuts alone and started running again.

End

My alarm went off at 7:30, I called Kaia right as it did. Then I made a 1.5 minute audio recording of my dreams throughout the night up to that point. My next alarm was scheduled for 7:35, and I probably went to sleep at 7:32. The lucid scenario occurred within three minutes of falling asleep.

I was at Ted's house wandering around. He lived in a trailer, I believe, or some kind of large mobile home, which isn't the case in the real world. Kate, Hannah and Jordan were there. I went back to talk with them. I went up to the den, where Ted was sleeping, and pulled out my dream journal, or what was supposed to have been my dream journal. I started sketching a mans face, from the shoulders up. It was better than anything I could have actually done. Went to the back of the house where everyone was... and moved to the next dream.

Where I was playing LoL as Karthus and getting the shit farmed out of me by a teemo. You didn't spawn at your Nexus, there were no lanes, it was like a free roaming thing. And when you died, you just respawned in the same place. So I'd spawn, and teemo would poison the shit out of me, and slow me (I assume he had a mallet), and I'd die, and this happened over and over.

Then I woke up to call my girlfriend as an alarm, so she could get to work on time. I was gonna lie down and try a WILD, but I was feeling sick, so just rolled the dice and went back to sleep instead.

In the dream I have after waking up and returning to bed, I'm checking what I think is my email account, though I realize it is Alex's. I log out, get ready to log into my own, when I get a text. It's some guy claiming that I've been talking to his girlfriend. I'm about to text him and tell him that I have no idea who he is when I hear this sound from upstairs. It's two people having sex. I look up the steps at the room, and this guy walks out. At this point, I'll add that the home we were in had the feel of a really large silver metal mobile home. Anyway, I'm looking up the steps at this guy, who is kind of old, kind of balding, grey scraggly hair, grey beard, and I'm in this just really weird scenario and all of a sudden I'm lucid. I realize what is happening, and I don't freak out. For once in my life, I don't get overexcited, and I keep looking up the stairs and repeat to myself "this is a dream, you can do this, stabilize." Immediately as he walks down and starts talking, his voice starts to shift, as if the dream is in danger of falling apart. I don't allow this to happen. I focus on what he is saying, willing my mind to fill in the sensory data. I focus on the feel of the floor beneath my feet, and how my body is feeling at the time. I focus on the smell of the room. I focus on as many things happening around me as I can, and I force my mind to fill in sensory data for all of it, sensory data that makes sense. As he reaches the bottom of the stairs, he's asking me what we should do in this situation, and he seems somewhat hostile. I strike him on the top of the head. I feel the texture of his scalp, I feel the impact of my hand hitting it. This is fantastic. I tell him to take me upstairs. The dream is stabilizing. He starts to do so... and then my alarm goes off. It was a brief lucid because of my alarm, but the dream was actually stabilizing instead of falling apart, and I was incredibly excited, but I was controlling that excitement. That's the first time I've been able to hold a dream together without fear of it collapsing, and it happened by being hyperaware of my surroundings and forcing my mind to create tons of sensory data. Victory.


After waking up, I walked around some, then went back to sleep and had a non-lucid. I was driving to work; apparently I work at a whole foods here in montana, and apparently I have a car. I'm listening to some awesome version of "One For You, One For Me" by Bright Eyes, but it's a live version where mostly people who aren't Conor Oberst are siging, and he does like every other verse, while they constantly sing backup or lead. At this point I realize Bree is in the car, and I've been singing like an idiot the whole time. I apologize, but she says that it's fine. Something happens with the car, and we have to leave it. An Amish guy picks us up. We are going down the road in the back of his wagon, watching cars pass, he stops and pulls over to let some farmer with tons of sheep or cow or goats, can't remember which, and some weird hyper-real llama, the farmer and his animals being guarded by some kind of canadian mounted police, pass. We move on, his wagon almost flips over, but it's fine. Bree gets a call on her cell and he seems to get angry, so Bree hangs up, and she says something to him about apologizing and us "taking it slow..." and then we're at the Amish dude's house. Which is this incredible mansion built into the side of a mountain that is mostly just a massive cave formation with rooms built into it. This shit is really baller. Chris Tucker is there, turns out this Amish dude and Chris Tucker are good friends. He offers me an alcoholic beverage, which is like an orange or purple slushy with tons of alcohol in it, I take purple of course, and offer the orange one to Bree. Now Kyle is with us. He asks me for one, and tell him he'll have to ask the Amish dude. Then we hang out in the mansion for just a few more minutes... then I wake up. And here I am.

I can't think of a title for this one
Non-Lucid: We (meaning my whole family, no cousins though) are in some kind of futurisic building. Earlier in the dream something really odd and creepy was happening in the building, something out of a horror movie. Though that part of the dream still wasn't a nightmare, and there was also some game/puzzle related things that I remember only vaguely.

The room we're now is the size of a typical fast food joint. The walls are a blueish metal, some parts have a blue/purple light running up it in a tube. In the center of the room is a pit about 7-10 feet deep with a white mist on the bottom and a pink light illuminating the walls of the pit. Standing in the pit are three platforms at the same level of the floor we are standing on, supporting them were thin poles a foot in diameter at most. The floor is the same metal as the walls but instead of a blueish tint it is gray. At the far end of the room are two large windows that take up most of the far wall. There is also a door that leads out to a metal balcony or more likely a deck.

We, that is me, my mother, my grandfather, grandmother, my and on of my aunts, hop over the platforms to my dog who has fallen ill. While The "trying to fix my dog" part of the dream goes on for awhile and isn't worth writing about.

After the dog business is done we observe a severe storm outside. Thunder, cloud to ground lightning, the whole deal. A perfect replica of severe storm. I find myself thinking about what I would take my room if a fire started. I concluded that I would take my Iphone, kindle, my Grado Headphones, and a few other things that I can't seem to recall.