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It's been some time since I last had a lucid dream. This morning I woke up in Hell.

I found myself waking up in a strange bed in a strange home. I don't know how I got there but I was not in fear because I felt I somehow belonged there. A person I didn't know came up to me and I felt I was with a friend when he asked me if I slept good. I asked him how long I was out and he replied it was for quite awhile. I said I was thirsty and would like some orange juice, so he opened the sliding door out to a patio and said to follow him.

There were large speakers on the patio playing odd music very loudly and he said he needs to collect a glass on a table in this other room across the patio to put the orange juice in. We enter that room which was dark except for the light coming in from the patio and the room appeared to be a dining room. The glass he picks up is seriously filthy and he says "of course I'm going to wash it first." So I follow him to the kitchen and he only rinses the glass then fills it with OJ and hands it to me with a smile. "Enjoy!" he says. I take a small sip and began to feel dizzy. Spotting a day bed near a table, I had to sit down but instead I lay down and pass out. When I awake, he is with me and I apologize for napping there but he said it was not a problem and was happy to see me fully awake. "You like horses, right?" he asks, and I nod my head. "Come, I have something to show you."

So I follow him outside and up a small steep hill is a dilapidated barn and going up the hill to it is his father on horseback followed by two small children. When I reach the barn with my friend, his father is bringing the mare to its foal. Hanging from the rafters by chains are two bleached skeletons of foals. "She's been spitting them out like rabbits" he says, "but we're not having much luck keeping them alive." I also see three mongrel dogs chained up near the foal just out of their reach but the way they were chained was bizarre cruelty.

One had several meat hooks in its body, each secured to chains. Another had a large fish hook in the corner of its left eye which was swollen shut and a rope was fastened to it. The other was tied up by its collar but it had been beaten severely with bloody scars all over it. The foal attempts to take suck while on its back because it can't rise up and the mares mammaries begin to stretch and droop very surreal like. The children laugh from the entertainment they're experiencing.

As I begin to say to my friend that he could end up in jail for animal cruelty, I realize he's not going to jail for anything but that I am in Hell. That's when I really woke up. I am in Hell. Just look around and see the whole world gone mad. Who is it fanning these flames? The authoritative mainstream media with the power of Hollywood under the direction of the CIA and DARPA which is all controlled by Communist Zionists. Duh. How will this story end? Very ugly I'm afraid, because the poor sheeple would rather be slaughtered than take responsibility for allowing Our Garden and all the children in it be vandalized by these enemies of righteousness and workers of evil. The End.

Dream 1(Things might not be sequential here): I was at my cousins wedding in this huge grassy hilly area. We were celebrating and taking pictures when we started moving uphill towards this cave looking thing. My cousin told a bunch of us to leave but I was one that was staying. We then went towards this cave looking system with trees and plants. We drove this car like we were in a video game as fast as possible down this system smasking down trees and wrecking havoc. After a certain point we got out and split up and I lost them. I opened up my minimap and I saw they had gone into a hidden room that I hadnt found yet. I joined them and continued the adventure. Also at some point I vaped weed from a modified dynavap M so someone could send a video to my aunt who wanted on. Later I was in a hardware store with someone else and we were making videos with the garbage cans inside. Someone told me we had to stop so we left. We got in a car and Ryan Reynolds was driving. We drove into the cave system again but Ryan was much more cautious than other players and he drove super slow.

Awake|Dreaming|Lucid

It's dark. Suddenly my brother's thoughts are coming to me. I know it's a dream but I don't have the power to act because it's all dark.

Notes: I had more dreams but they ended up forgotten because I did some work and ate breakfast before I wrote in my DJ.

I haven't put up a dream journal entry for a very long time - but I had a lucid dream last night! First for years!!!

I'm beside a long, tall hedge, I have my binoculars. There is a small bright pink bird at the top of the hedge. I realise there are NO bright pink birds in Scotland and get lucid! Yes!

I stare up at the bird, it's basically a Sparrow but dark pink on top and a lighter pink under its wings. It preens itself for a few moments then dives into the hedge.

I decide I might as well walk on and see what else I can find.

The hedge ends and I start walking along a wee path surrounded by grass. There are a few people in the distance and someone starts approaching me. I hope (even though I'm lucid!) that they will observe social distancing and they pass me to my right. I stare directly at them. It is a woman, she is wrapped up well. Her head is slightly larger than a tennis ball. She has dark hair and eyes. She stares at me with a look that suggests it would be unreasonable to ask why her head is so small. I shrug to myself and walk on, hoping to encounter something else. Unfortunately I then woke up!

25 ОС. Вопросы другу.
7 декабря 2011

Я шёл с другом по незнакомой местности. Вспомнил про свой план и стал расспрашивать: Ты кто? Как тебя зовут? Друг отвечал медленно, приходилось переспрашивать. Имя он ответил правильно, а вот вместо фамилии сказал нецензурно: "сукин сын". Далее я спросил, что это за местность? Сам же несмотря на то что местность незнакомая воспринимал ее, как знакомую местность О. Друг же ответил: своротка на Б. - тоже реальная местность. Подумал, что у нас разное восприятие сна. Что он скорее всего сейчас спит и видит эту своротку. Далее задал ему два личных вопросов - на один он ответил иносказательно, хотя для меня ответ был понятным, на другой ответил кратко нет. На этом я проснулся.

Выводы:
1. Был уверен, что встретил во сне своего реального друга. В реале друг встречу не подтвердил.
2. Во сне я решил, что разные сновидящие по разному видят местность сна.
3. Забавно, что друг назвал вместо своей фамилии матершиное сочетание слов.

25 LD. Questions to a friend.
December 7, 2011

I walked with a friend in an unfamiliar area. I remembered my plan and began to ask: Who are you? What's your name?
A friend answered slowly, had to ask again. He answered the name correctly, but instead of the last name he said obscenely: "son of a bitch."
Then I asked what kind of terrain is it? Himself, despite the fact that the unfamiliar area perceived it as a familiar area O. The friend replied: the turnaround to B. is also a real place.
I thought that we have a different perception of dream. That he is probably sleeping now and sees this roll.
Then I asked him two personal questions - he answered allegorically to one, although for me the answer was clear, to the other he answered briefly no. On this I woke up.

Findings:
1. I was sure that I met my real friend in a dream. In real life, the friend did not confirm the meeting.
2. In a dream, I decided that different dreamers differently see the terrain of dream.
3. It is amusing that a friend named instead of his surname an obscene combination of words.

I am outside and in some body of water, maybe a small lake. There is a stone wall that I and some others are jumping into the water from. I think it or part of it is mostly submerged though? Now, I’m looking at a stone arch - like a doorway - with a tree behind it. There is an older man who climbs the arch and then starts climbing the tree too. I guess he’s going to be jumping from up there. Now I think there’s something about him getting stuck and falling. I see him lying on the ground.




I am about to play a game with a guy about my age who is unfamiliar to me. I know that this is a 200 year rivalry? and so I become somewhat anxious. The guy is darker skinned and much heavier than me, which worries me. The game begins now, and it’s like air hockey, except on the ground and with a stone? puck a foot or two across. We can only use our feet to move it, and I grasp the siding of the small arena for more force. I easily score goal after goal until I think there’s no way he’ll be able to come back.

I think I am in New York City. I am outside of a somewhat smaller building that has at least two climbing walls attached to the exterior. There is a line (I think mostly of kids) for each. There are a few police officers that seem to be letting people in. I think I don’t really need to climb one, but end up doing so. I think everyone is trying for speed and I know that I could beat them due to my age and experience, so I just climb it regularly. I think I only have socks on. I also think there’s something about not thinking I’m on a rope, but then discovering I’m on an auto belay. Now, I am walking around the corner to deposit a check (or make a withdrawal or something similar). The building has older columns and a white stone staircase. I pass by a few sketchy people, then enter into a tiny room. There’s one other in here, a girl who seems to be friendly with the female bank teller. I have to sort of make my presence known. I now give her the slip and think I get it and a receipt back. I also think I did something wrong, since it’s been so long since I’ve done something like this, and have to go back.

24 ОС. Двойник за окном.
7 декабря 2011

Осознался у себя дома на кухне. Попытался найти спрайтов, чтобы задать вопросы кто ты? Что это за место? и т.п Так как спрайтов не оказалось решил задать вопрос вслух. Раздался голос. Эффект такой будто часть моего сознания на эти же вопросы и отвечает, но несёт бессмысленный бред. Тогда я подошёл к окну и увидел какое-то двухэтажное здание и в нём был Я (мой двойник). Всё это на уровне окна, при условии, что я живу на 4 этаже - явное искривление пространства. Я задал пару личных вопросов - тот я ответил, но тут меня выкидывает в мою спальню. Ответы я не запомнил. Начинаю тереть дорошку руками, чтобы закрепиться. Тактильные ощущения реальны. Но увы не получилось - зачесалось физическое тело. Проснулся.

Выводы:
0. 7 декабря я видел два ОСа за ночь.
1. Столкнулся с эффектом голоса сновидения.
2. Увидел за окном с 4-го этажа здание. Причем второй этаж этого здания, был наравне с 4. Явное искривление пространства.
3. Видел своего двойника в том здании.
4. Тактильные ощущения реальны. Но закрепиться не удалось.

24 LD. Double outside the window.
December 7, 2011

Confessed at home in the kitchen. To ask questions, who are you? What kind of place is it? It did not turn out that he decided to ask the question out loud. There was a voice. The effect is as if a part of my consciousness answers the same questions, but carries senseless nonsense.
Then I went to the window and saw some kind of two-story building and in it was I (my double).
All this at the window level, provided that I live on the 4th floor - a clear curvature of the space.
I asked a couple of personal questions - that I answered, but then me throws me into my bedroom. I did not remember the answers.
I begin to rub the powder (carpet) with my hands to gain a foothold. Tactile sensations are real. But alas, it did not work out - the physical body was combed. Awoke.

Findings:
0. December 7, I saw two LD per night.
1. Faced with the effect of the voice of a dream.
2. I saw a building outside the window from the 4th floor. Moreover, the second floor of this building was on a par with 4. Explicit curvature of space.
3. I saw my double in that building.
4. Tactile sensations are real. But failed to gain a foothold.

The monkey kid

I'm surrounded by people as I watch a Kid wearing a monkey mask made out of paper. Hes going to sing a silly song if we pay him..he starts a demo, sounds like some kinda cumbia-rap and I start laughing.

A Complex mechanism

I'm picking up smaller pieces of some machine, on a sail boat's deck, from the 1900s? a man is explaining each of it's functions, and he's also folding biger pieces of the complex machine; it's astrong material that I don't know of.
I believe I'm still at the boat's deck
As I'm staring at a couple I say out loud: "every where I go I find some humble people. A voice says everywere? Yes, in every experience, I say as direct to the cople: "yes you two" a man and a woman in their 40s. To my surprise a character vanishes poof!! leaving a black smoky cloud!, (like that one in D. love intro).. Just like if he was waiting for me to say it.. Then in my head.."I know them from somewhere".

Then I see this other DC, slim and pale, sitting alone..I try to say a complement as I get closer. He turns me away with a unfriendly look, I tell him "oh that's ok..I keep walking by and try to show calm..but didn't expect his reaction at all, I'm feeling a little embarrassed.
Hes worried or concerned about something.
Then my perception then shifts to the front of the ship. I see a small silver statue of an elderly man, he seems to be trapped in the rigfront side of the ship. I feel he need to be released from some kind of curse.

Fragmented ones..
DC pulling another character that refuses to walk, he escapes and goes over over wall, more like a small room without roof, then drops some items from above.

Cesar, a friend from my old town, Medellin, Colombia. critices me for having some belly.
At the same time another friend, female, is offering some beauty products.
Then I tell Cesar, I need to do more resistance exercises, instead of just cardio..He's looking more muscular than ever. We ride a short distance together, in some scooters.

Eating dessert at a some event. I offered to some people. I getting very close to a sexy blonde, with green eyes sitting down, on panties, with her legs bent and crossed...
A stage filled black giant puddles, seems to be a show or contest, as they're lining up, they turn into bizarre human characters.
The one I remember is a headbold guy, white complexity and is covering a red nipple, with dog's hair..

I typed this up in great detail, and then the page reloaded and didn't save any of it. SO here's the much shorter run down.
MCT oil, raw honey, melotonin, and tincture blend (African dream root, bobinsana root, blue lotus, calea z, mugwort, lemon balm, damiana) around 10:45, asleep by 11. Multiple dreams and multiple Lucids, woke up several times but the dreams continued each time, so here's the important stuff I remember.

Theres a party in my apartment, lots of people are hanging out. Someone does a hit of coke in my kitchen, causing me to question the situation. I look at my hands. Tooooo many fingers. I tell someone else to look at her hands, she agrees with me, this is a dream.
I go to my room to go to bed, the apartment is empty now, my roommate says something to me. I look at my hands again, yes this is still a dream. I grab some pillows off my bed, sit on the floor to meditate. Several Om Mani Padme Hums later, I open my eyes. My room is no longer my bedroom, but a concrete industrial type room with floor to ceiling windows on the two outward facing walls. This is sharper, more in focus than any lucid dream I've had in a long time, the meditation was well worth it. I decide to seek the McDouble I've been after in several of my last lucids. I turn toward the windows, expecting to break one and jump out, but to my surprise theres a window that opens easily, and a staircase leading to the ground. I walk down, and think of the task of the month. A breeze starts up, cooler and fresher than it has any right to be.
As I walk through this city scape, I look at the DCs and am aware they are simply projections of my subconcious. I lock eyes with one, he knows what I am thinking.
Strawberries grow like weeds against a building. I pick some, a nearby tree whacks me with its branches, these are not my strawberries.
I see my families old tan van, I climb in, find Mcdonalds bags (clearly full of trash). I search one anyways, hoping to find a McDouble. My mother is in the drivers seat, says she'll take me to a McDonalds. She drives, and as she is on a collision course with a wall, I close my eyes. I open them, and now we're at McDonalds. We're so close, my McDouble dreams are coming true. I place my order, get my burger, take several bites so big I finish nearly half the sandwhich at once. No ketchup. I wander the store, find a ketchup bottle on a shelf, douse my burger, take some more bites. Perfect.
I sit at a long table, my mother to my right, the people from the party filling the other seats. Soon we are all eating chocolate covered strawberries, which are much tastier than the burger. My mother and I fight about my unhealthy eating habits, but I tell her this is a dream and I can eat whatever I like. She leaves.
I wake up for the final time.
During one of the times I woke up, I had my usual false awakening during which I thought I was writing in my DJ, only to wake up and find out that never happened. This occurs at least once every night.

In a hotel, checked in, cardholder with pen, corner of the room was fenced off, there was a baja blast can on the table.

Auditorium, tried to get my luggage with $300, guy covered it for me, starts rapping in my ear, I fall in the mud.

Game designer explaining to me the origins of a game.

So I did a wild, easy entry. Was listening to one of those ambient space noise on youtube through my phone.
At first the dream was very unstable, I didnt gain full form, nor did the enviroment so I stopped and stayed still.
Then, as if I was summoned into a world like in dark souls 3 , I rose out of my bed , on a torso level, somehow stepped out of bed. And checked out my room.
My sight was very clean, there wasn't anything weird, exept that some of the stuff in the room was arranged in a very strange order. Also the tv was much tinier.
But I couldn't move fast ,or else I would lose my sight, my eyeballs were hard to move , I felt heavy pressure and it was like if my eyeballs were always moving in one direction unless I changed it.
So I slowly moved out of the house, and I saw that the street was also kind of different. It felt kinda uncomfortable so I decided to let go of it.
I ran and jumped on top of the roof of the house infront of my house, and then I lied there and the dream dissipated.

It was strange. The visuals were clear , but I didnt dare to do anything else or else the dream wouldve fallen apart. Or so I thought.

Date of Dream: TUE 23 JUN - 2020



Dream No. 674 - Have A Jacket

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, my dad and I started our walk on what would be an extremely long track that would go on for miles and miles and have many different stages. The first stage felt normal, and was a peaceful walk in real life, but eventually, things started to get weird. There seemed to be this huge stretch of wet concrete, which seemed more like some really nasty slop to me. There seemed to be some sort of linear hole in the middle of the goop, where people would be forcefully submerged under by the dream and would then get out on the other side. Thankfully, my dad and I didn’t actually have to experience that in the dream.

We ended up at some sort of beach which was heard was really special. Apparently 18-Volt was there to take people past a really nasty point on the track. As we entered onto the sand, I was really excited at the fact I would see 18-Volt and was thrilled at the idea of having a lap ride again. So I beckoned for 18-Volt to appear, but it is not what I expected. 18-Volt seemed to appear, but behind some sort of door and only by his energy, I could perceive how he looked and felt.

His appearance was his realistic Game & Wario appearance but he was actually nowhere near happy to see me. He threw his rainbow jacket over the top of the door and then actually walked off in a huge stink. I was in total disbelief and just walked back to my dad, looking and feeling humiliated. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream No. 674
Dream Guide: 18-Volt (?)
Lucid?: No



This dream was quite interesting; and not because something good happened, but quite the opposite. Here I was in the dream thinking 18-Volt and I would be happy to see each other again, but what 18-Volt did shocked me not only in the dream, but in hindsight when I woke up as well. I believe that in my universe, 18-Volt might have felt hurt and betrayed, or like Riku has come to replace him. It's like 18-Volt's action in itself was his way of calling me an asshole.

Then again, 18-Volt felt too perfect as a dream guide; I will elaborate on this. In my dreams, 18-Volt didn't seem to show ANY signs of a weakness whereas for fairness and human relation, I declare that my dream guides and/or tulpas should have strengths and weaknesses; and indeed they are all different. But 18-Volt was so perfect and felt like a mother.

So I think I have discovered that 18-Volt's strength is that of ensuring my emotional wellbeing and that he gives the best hugs. Yet his weakness is when he finds out he isn't being utilised as much. In the past, when I changed primary dream guides, Dreamy WB or Murray never got angry at me and even after years, they appreciate it when they see me again. Murray actually has extreme joy when realising we haven't seen each other for ages; whereas Dreamy WB continues to help me nonchalantly like nothing was ever wrong. It's 18-Volt that has been the first ever in dream guide history to snap like that.

And I seemed to have come across Riku's strengths and weaknesses already as well. Riku provides effective help, but struggles actually interacting with me, and cannot seem to interact with other non-KindgomHearts dream characters at all. Riku is also a weak hugger.

So to counteract both weaknesses at the same time; within my task journal, I have asked Riku to meet with 18-Volt. The hope is that by Riku approaching 18-Volt, 18-Volt's 'replacement' is the one declaring that he is not there to replace 18-Volt. Then also, this is someone for Riku to practise interaction with and ensure he has a connection with the other dream guides. Because at the moment, Riku is the only one who does not interact with the others; almost like he's isolated from the rest of the dream guide team.

In theory, each new dream guide has seemed to be taught by their predecessor (18-Volt was taught by Dreamy WB), so Riku was SUPPOSED to have his introductions delivered by 18-Volt; lack of dream guide introduction may also explain why Riku still has a lot of weaknesses despite him already appearing in a few dreams.

This dream has revealed a lot to me; and rather than it being solely bad, it has given me a lot of interesting things to look at.

Editing to make another observation. Perhaps Riku and 18-Volt don't like each other. The reason I say this is because of what happened in Dream No. 665. When Riku was carrying me oddly, I said that 18-Volt does it better than him and this seemed to affect him for the rest of the time that he was in my dimension. And then now, the fact that 18-Volt knows I'm with Riku, he gives me the biggest 'F U' ever by not helping my dad and I. So it may seem like I'm caught in the middle of a rift between a Warioware and a Kingdom Hearts character having gripes with each other. I may need to help them resolve it as I have always wanted my dream guides to get along with each other like one big happy family.

Date of Dream: SUN 21 JUN - 2020



Dream No. 673 - Separated Sections

Dream 673 A - The Croatian Protests
I don’t remember how this dream started. From where I do remember, my family seemed to be travelling in the car along this scenic road to some sort of town, but it was not for a holiday. Apparently we were attending these protests that were targeted at The Croatians, so therefore our family being included in the targets. When we got into the town, it seemed to be somewhat darker, like it was about to be night time.

It started to get really cold and windy too. In-fact it was so windy that I actually had to hold onto the hood of the jacket because the rest of it was going to fly off. However, this stranger came up to me and attempted to have a conversation; however, this was an ulterior motive because they knew I was one of the Croatians. As I ended up loosely speaking to them, my jacket flew away and then they invited me into this shop on the roadside.

I ended up going into the shop that sold vintage clothes but when I spoke to the lady at the counter, she got extremely nasty. I forgot exactly what went on, but despite the nice clothes, I knew I had to get out of there and try and meet back up with my mum. I can’t remember anything about this dream.

Dream 673 B - Free Pass Out Of Jail
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was at Waverly Gardens Shopping Centre, but a seemingly darker, distorted version which had a creepy vibe to it. I headed towards the food court and that’s when I came across my brother who seemed to be struggling to get lunch; not only because og the coronavirus restrictions, but because in the only restaurant that was open, the man seemed to show a bias to my brother and not like him.

I ended up writing a letter for my brother saying to have the man deliver the food to the Chisholm 311 campus and then I would have control over the man and make sure he did the right thing. The dream scene wasn’t clear in logic anymore, but I felt as though the man either acted, or at least my brother got the food. The dream then changed scenes altogether.

The scene changed to some sort of outdoor jail, where Riku and Sora were there in their KH2 appearances, as well as two other men; all four of them were seen to be crying. The dream then showed me far away in a separated jail cell, yet I didn’t seem phased by the fact of being in jail at all, because I had a plan. Riku had received a note from me saying to have the person responsible deliver something (I forgot what it was) to Chisholm 311 and that would cause me to mistakenly be realised, then when I was released, I’d release the four men from their jail cell. Riku grew a soft smile and his eyes beamed as he showed Sora the note and told him “she’s going to free us”. The dream ended there.



Dream 673 A
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Dream 673 B
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: SAT 20 JUN - 2020



Dream No. 672 - Exam Assistance Bribery

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was at my house and although I seemed to be alone, I ended up asking Riku if he could stay over for the next few days to help me with my final exams. He didn’t appear fully, but a holographic version of him did, slightly faded though. He was wearing his KH1 clothes but his flesh and hair were realistic and closer to KH3. He had an awareness of me, but at the same time was in an isolated scene. He rolled his eyes and gave a look like ‘do I have to?’.

I did feel I was asking a bit much of Riku and so I thought I could perhaps sweeten the deal. I went downstairs to the garage and remember that I had made a keyblade for him out of all these different craft materials. Indeed I saw it lying on a paper plate in one of the shelves. The craft (seemingly toy) keyblade seemed to be out of a tissue paper roll wrapped in thick silver ribbon and a decorative tassel at the end out of thin silver ribbon. I had also put a yellow bow on it to signify that it was for Riku.

He appeared like last time, in the same clothes and style, as the feinted hologram but in a different scene. Though now, I could tell he was trying to hide any feelings of ‘awe’ but did manage to give me a look of ‘alright fine’. I can’t remember anything about this dream.



Dream No. 672
Dream Guide: Riku
Lucid?: No



This is another dream that is directly linked to my real life exam period. On the day before this dream, I wrote in my task journal asking for Riku's energy not to dissipate and 'return to his realm' at any point. I would be having my last exam on MON 22 JUN.

The only concern for me as a dreamer is that lately, Riku has been acting more like his sassy side of his Kingdom Hearts self and not adopting many dream-guide-unique traits. So at the completion of my exam period (it is now 25 JUN), I have asked him to work on affection and/or having a proper conversation with me.