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non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

At some city with a river and I do my daily travels with a little boat across it. I also use the boat as a tobogan on certain land areas. One day there is a competition for urban tobogan sliding and I rush to participate, but it is only guys and they mock me and bully me. But I join anyway.
Then there is some vice police that is annoying everybody, because typically this event is associated with a flourishing prostitution parallel business. The cops look at me sideways because women here usually are hookers and also I am half-naked because of my sports outfit which is a bit like a swimsuit.

At the university, about to have an History exam, but I am in the Biology department gathering stuff I have been leaving there. It's 5 minutes for the exam, but I want to leave everything neatly packed in boxes to pick them up later. I check the time and call a friend to ask for the room where the exam will be. She says it is 5 pm and the exam finished hours ago. I say it's impossible because 5 mins ago was about to be 2 pm.
I'm freaking out about my time lapse. I spill a cup of coffee that's on a table over another girl that is apparently taking a nap on a chair. She wakes up, I tell her about the exam and she tells me not to worry because all exams were delayed to next week and my friend was probably trolling me.

I notice that the cyst I have on my back is soft and squishy so I squeeze it. It moves down and stops at my hip. It drips really smelly gook when I touch it, so I go look for a bathroom. I can't find one and for some reason I end up on the street and realize I am fully naked now. The cyst now looks like the cocoon from where "the" Alien comes out and starts to open. A jelly gook with jelly eggs starts oozing. I squeeze to get it all out and also start spewing mushrooms, starfishes and octopuses. Then, closer to the end, tree leaves also come out and then it empties. I feel extremely light and I can't care less about being naked on the street.

There is a field with an underground system of bunkers that are joined together. At some points in the field low drum-like exit points jut out of the ground with a slit in them to serve as observation posts as well. At some point a few people escape from the bunkers (which are being invaded) and take shelter at an old hotel that feels like it belongs in a WW2 movie.

To china

I was supposed to go to China in this dream. I was to take a flight in a day or two. I'd first be taking the subways to the airport, then take the plane. But for some reason I'd stopped somewhere near downtown at a relative or an acquaintance's home to stop by overnight. I slept over at their house on the second floor bedroom but I was worried because I'd forgotten my cellphone. My mom was apparently going there on an earlier flight but how was I suppose to contact her now? I thought oh well, it'd work out somehow and went to bed. I hanged out with my friend Jack while at the house after.

-I feel like this was a couple of different memory events fused together into an abomination.

Supermarket Sashimi

I was at a supermarket. Shopping for groceries. While my family were looking at vegetables, I found the seafood section at the back. I grabbed ahold of a lobster and wanted to eat it as sashimi. I sliced off it's head and had a taste. It was salty and sweet - tasted like how I remembered. I looked away for a moment and the staff had taken away my lobster. I was slightly mad since I'd already paid for it and I only got one bite out of it.

-White floors, pretty clean supermarket. Maybe it was a chinese supermarket.*

-again it was a couple of old memories pieced together


WBTB

2 spiders, bikini, a little lucid

I found myself atop my bed laying down. It was my familiar bedroom and everything appeared normal. I got out of the bed and something got my attention. There was a spider on the ground to the right so I tried to abolish it. I think it got away. I headed to the bathroom and everything still appeared like my bedroom. But once when I was inside my bathroom I wasn't sure - I just felt like this was a dream. I stepped outside the bathroom door and tried to poke right finger through my left hand. It didn't work. I thought maybe I was wrong but I was 70% sure that I was dreaming. I found the drawer and it was at the same spot. There was a baby blue swim-wear there and I decided to try it on.

FA

I am in the bedroom again and I find the spider again. I try to get it and it got away again. I did another reality check here since I felt like it was a dream. Finger through hand again and it didn't work, but I didn't trust the RC- I was pretty sure it was a dream. Before I could scrutinize the environment any further I'd heard my dad's voice. I found him in one of the living halls and we spoke a little. He appeared so real so I think I lost lucidity around there.


not a Ukulele, fun diner music, castout

I was in a diner of a small town. It had nice wooden floors and tables to go along with them.I was seated towards the end of the diner where apparently a bunch of regulars were. A couple of them apepared to be musicians of a band and my attention was drawn to the string instrument that one of them had. It was small, like an ukulele but not really a ukulele. Google search showed me that it appeared to be similar to a instrument called a jiple. One of them saw me eyeing the instrument and told me to give it a try so I did.

It was a skinny ukulele shaped instrument. lie this < >==< (=( ) )> , but it wasn't an ukuele.

At first I tried playing it like a ukulele but it didn't sound right. But I let go of trying to play it like an uke and it began to sound better. I sang, not perfect but it was alright, getting better. I noticed a tiny crowd around me for some reason by the time I stopped singing and playing. They gave me the ok to keep playing so I did. This time I tried playing a song by Ricky Martin. I couldn't get the chords or make it sound how I wanted it to but I just let it be, and let the sounds and my fingers play what they wanted to play. And gradually I began to find my rhythm and I sang.

I sang, feeling the music until I found my sound. And before you know it the crowd got larger and they surrounded my nearby area. I saw and looked at the girl in front of me she had a dirty blonde hair with brown eyes, then I turned a little to the right and saw a a brown haired guy, he had long wavy hair and I think he was one of the musicians from earlier. I was just casually noticing the crowd around me as I sang and enjoyed my time, feeling alive. I had finished another song.

To the right side of the diner, or maybe it was a pub rather, people were talking about some Japanese tourists that were visiting this city. This city appeared to be the country side of North America, wouldn't be surprised to find cowboys here. Anyways I did not notice them since they were way to the right of the place, and my back was behind them while I sang. One of them had come and requested me to sing again. I was delighted and of course agreed. But I wanted to find another instrument though, and what do you know, his companions had brought along an instrument. I went over to their table to the right and took the string instrument. It looked like a ukulele so I tried playing it, but alas it was a different instrument yet again. This one was peculiar in that it had a partition between the middle of the four strings. But it sounded ok. And I told them I'd sing a song of my own for them. And so I did. Time flew by.

...

I was back in the diner, from where I sat earlier. There were a group of oldsters there. They were mostly the old men that were regulars of this pub/diner, there were a few younger people too. The dream plot tells me some time had passed. According to one of the young man with black spiky hair there, someone had secretly uploaded a video of me from earlier and I was exploding on youtube. There were some random people trying to find where I lived and how their quiet little town was now full of annoying foreigners. They all looked at me with stern eyes.

A gramps in front of me, slightly to the left with short, white hair and tan, wanted me to go away. He eyes said,

"you're famous now so go away."

All of their eyes said the same thing... Meanwhile the guy from earlier had mockingly said,

"everything you touch is turning into liquid gold."

I was crushed. I was sad because I knew what he meant by that. A meaning akin to king Midas, only begetting loneliness by his touch of gold. But I I wanted to speak up. So I turned my sadness into irritation and replied

"and what's wrong with that?"

But I didn't want to hide my true feelings and decided to open up my heart to speak how I really felt.

"I just came here to hang out with you guys... I missed you all and I... Love you. I love you all."

I started tearing up and slowly began to sob. A quiet rainstorm was I. They began to change their expressions and their eyes had now expressed a kinder tone. It was all a facade; they were pretending to hate me to get me to move on from the small town... So that I could see the world.

I awake, the mailman rang the doorbell a soon after


Notes:
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Shape of diner

l l\
l m l
l J l
l l \ \ \ \ Entrance
l O l
L ]
\ \
m- where the musicians sat
J - where the Japanese tourists sat
O - where the oldsters sat
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I feel like the 2 dreams before the WBTB might have been NREM dreams. Not sure why but it had that feeling. It was just less clear and events appeared to skip more often.

I know the RC failed because I had a seed of a doubt in my heart that it wasn't going to work. The finger through the hand is just a bad RC for me since I have previous negative experiences with it. However it was the one I could think of at that moment so that was what I did. Probably another RC would have worked during that period or would've worked also if I had repeated the RC a couple of times.

I just tried to relax more during wbtb than before. I think relaxation is pretty important.

I think I'm getting better.

*I believe that maybe if I were to close my eyes right as I try to push my finger through it might make it easier that that RC. Part of me may be queasy about the exact moment of pushing it through. Next time I will do that if I do that RC again.

Initially I forgot what I had dreamt at but I did recall a little.

VR village
I remember dreaming about VR stuff. A very-very old fashioned village and their villagers were experimenting with Virtual reality. Their roads were brown wet dirt and they wore brown colored clothes too, likely leather and plant materials. They were progressing technologically at rocket speed. Dream influenced by my interest in VR lately.

Thin Cavity
I found myself in the kitchen. Looked like the home kitchen with the familiar white flooring but the counter top was white too. Perhaps could have gotten lucid had I been more aware. But I was distracted - one of my teeth was cavity ridden and was falling off. The teeth had become so worn out it was thin like the scoop of a spoon and it was falling out. I found my mom there so I began to talk to her. Could be my interest in diy tooth powder or falling out of teeth could indicate changes in life.


Cliff, Old Giant

I was high up above. Not flying but I was on a cliff or mountain. The cliff was white not from the snow - it was not cold. Instead the cliff rocks were very jagged and bleached satin white by the intense sunlight. The cliff reminded me of Icarus, or perhaps the bright sunlight did so. It also reminded me of Prometheus, perhaps it was where he was punished. I felt like I was trapped in this area and proceeded to escape. Maybe I was Prometheus here.

( I may have escaped once during this part of the dream, and came back atop of the cliff again. I may have been just going around causing trouble during this period here)

I looked down the small cliff. There was an old man there. He carried white hair in somewhere between short-medium length along with a medium length beard to go along with it. He stood tall in a strong posture and he was built - massive muscles like an Olympian. He reminded me of Greek Olympian, since he covered himself in a white toga. There was something else about him. He was HUGE. He stood below the cliff and his head had reached nearly where I stood. He was the giant spoken of in myths and fairy tales. It was apparent that he was also the guardian of this place. I was under captive or was in a sort of "time out" because I've been behaving badly. And I'd escaped once already.

I grabbed a small boulder nearby, and threw it at him. It hit him squarely on the top of his head, slightly to the right and he was unphased and still looking at me. His stupidly unwavering smiling face got me irritated though so I grabbed ahold of a much larger boulder, the larges I could find and threw it at him again.

*gonk* it hit him right in the head again. Hoping that I could knock him unconscious and escape while he'd be out. Yet he stood still, looking right at me. The old giant kept looking at me and told me to "stop going around causing troubles."

I was semi-lucid again earlier, almost! But he seemed kind of an ok guy, and besides I felt bad for throwing bounders at him. Feeling "What's the worst that can happen in a dream?" kind of yet not fully lucid. So I listened to the old man's pleas and decided what the heck, and jumped down the cliff to go to where he wanted me to go. I thought he was going to direct me to a jail cell but I was facing a dark corridor now and I saw a bedroom through the door in front of me. I was getting a rapey vibe from the old man really. But in all honesty, probably just a trauma surfacing in the dream. And I was immediately teleported into a large bedroom.

The bedroom was very white, color wise. It was very square shaped instead of rectangle and the King sized bed that took up about 1/5 - 1/6th of the room. There was a small white chair there, round, so maybe a sofa chair; not comfortable enough to be a sofa but it was a round/square sitting apparatus like a sofa. There was a round and short coffee table beside the chair. The curtains, or the shutters rather, were closed and the room was rather dark, yet the sheer whiteness of everything in the room just reflected the leaking light from the curtains all over and made it feel not that dark. I was in trouble though.

I randomly began to feel vibrations from my nether regions for some reason. It had an orgasmic feeling but not really. Hard to describe. Just heat/vibration, slight pleasure. The vibration felt familiar but it was different. I don't know but somehow felt like I was welled up with power. It made me lucid, although very briefly. I decided to wake up since this was feeling uncomfortable. Stupid I know, but I am getting better. Next time I will remember to recall a dream goal or meditate.

So I awoke on top of a comfy bed. I was orgasming on the bed from the residual sensation from the dream. Maybe the most comfortable bed and sheets ever - like mellow white silk gently caressing my body while I was flipping out.

Yet I awoke again and realized it was FA.

*I realize now that this dream was very white, almost everything was white colored.

Notes

Progress = Good. Just gotta believe.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I have a friend who is a hacker or whatever and he has done amazing things. I am part of his activist group. He is being searched for by the authorities, but he leaves in a really strange place. A 10 sq mt glass house on top of a storage room, in a park, by the side of a kindergarten. One day I come by to tell him they might have found him and tell him to at least shut all his curtains. I help him out and just then, a van with 3 suspicious people stop by the kindergarten. A lady is driving and the two dudes wear shirts with the kindergarten logo, but they carry metal suitcases and enter through some backdoor to a service area. Clearly they are here to spy on him. I tell him he needs to leave asap as they are just gathering info to send in a SWAT team or something, if it isn't already positioned. His front door doesn't even close properly. I ask him for some alternative exit and he opens a trapdoor to the storage beneath and from there, there is a back door they provably don't know about because it is invisible from the outside. Then we make a quick run to some trucks stopped a few meters away. But they already had some big guys surveying the area who spot us and come after us. They were taken by surprise, so we have a head start. We split and I enter a warehouse. More agents come and one lady surprises me with a taser. But I grab something like a metal lid from a shelf and protect myself from her shot. Then manage to go around her and snatch the taser from her. She struggles a bit but I manage to get it and hit her with it. Then another guy comes and is also tasered. Then another. I run away. There is some sort of heavy metal festival on the park outside. I run to the crowd but I don't mingle so well with the people which is mostly wearing black and covered in tattoos. There is a lesbian film festival going on at a building, after some food stands and I blend better with the ladies there, but they still spot me. I mingle with the crowd of the metal festival again and head to closer to the main stage, where there is more chaos. Then a bunch of people in black faux leather surround me and tell me to lay low and I understand they want to help. They effectively make a human shield hiding me from my chasers. They safely escort me like this to a safe place at the periphery of this festival and take me to meet some old lady with grey hair that looks a bit like Judy Dench, at some corridor of a service area of a building. She tells me they are going to help and that they will come to take me soon to a safe place, but for now they must release me again in he world. She asks me to stay inconspicuous for a few days. I ask what about my friends and she tells me not to worry because they are also taking care of it. Then they tell me to cross the door and go back out and I find myself in a hotel lobby.

The cave game

Initially I was playing with some childhood friends, Steven and Y. We were playing a video game on a TV, black and fat and square, smooth satin surface with nicely curved edges - an old fashioned TV. The video game was a custom made one, user created content if you will. It felt like w3, but it was a platformer/shooter side scroller. The game was inside a cave, progressing from left to right. I have a little hard time recalling what happend. Perhaps I was inside that video game towards the end. I was at the depths of the cave, falling from above. It was dimly lit and there was a dungeon boss there. She was a demon of some sort, attractive if I recall ccorrectly. Something happend in the midset of it all. Like a time or dimensional warp that led me out of there.

Magical pizza, eyes of drayad, evil witches
It all began inside a classroom once again. It was the Japanese school, in elementary again. The environment was sort of connected to the dream prior, perhaps warped here. We were playing around in the classroom but I had to do something according to the dream plot...

I walked down the familiar hallways down to right, towards where the bathroom was. There was a gigantically massive pizza there; its diameter the size of a full grown adult. And more interestingly, the pizza had a strange green-ish glow that emanated from it - hinting at the potential powers welled within this big, bizzare foodstuff. BUT partaking it would mean death, for no mortal could withstand its magical radiation. I needed something before I could eat it. It was then that a magical being bestowed upon me her eyes. She had taken them out from her sockets and replaced my mortal eyes with hers, thereby giving me the power necessary for the magical pizza. I took a large slice of the pizza then began inspecting the girl who had given me the gift.

She was turned away from me, towards the entrance of where the bathroom was suppose to be in the school hall. However there were no bathrooms there. Just a occultistic dark room dimly lit by some glowing redness that seeped out of the edges of the floor where it met the walls. Not deep red like blood, but orange-red. In between us was the table that held the pizza but I paid not much attention to it no longer.

The skin on her back was colored likened the drought-ridden earth, whose dry desperate prayers of rain were met with naught but the blistering rays of the scorching sun - crackling yet still. They were dry, and a few small dark maroon triangular things that protruded from her back like a salamander... What are they called? I had an urge to speak to her so I did. She was bare. She was irritated however, and justly so, since she had given me her eyes from earlier. Her new slightly red and irritated eyes silently spoke the words,

"I gave you my eyes, what more do you want from me?"

She looked like Sabyn from highschool - perhaps she was there since her name begins similarly to Sabrina, the teenage witch cartoon. Witch => magical => this magical being - drayad/lizardlike. Her hair was dark brown wit ha hint of ombre that parted in the middle, raised slightly at the front. She had delicate and small features and was indeed beautiful. I had no interest in conversing with an irritated individual so I decided to leave her be and talk to her later. And so I walked back down the hallway previously.

I had the intention of meeting with my friends once again to just hang out or play. I felt an urge to look behind me. Behind me were some students but in from of them were two old women. They had short white-silver hair in a longer bowl cut that ran down to the bottom of their jaw. They appeared old, however their skin was somewhat immaculate for their age with very few wrinkles. That was when I saw their eyes. THE EYES. The eyes that gazed soullessly towards me. Perhaps lucid dreamers know of that death-stare that's in the Inception movie. Those eyes. I was afraid. I took a few steps back, without breaking eye contact form them. The fear likely led to the following events. It did, however make me semi-lucid. I remembered that I could teleport. So I willed to teleport. My body began to shift into a transparent, other-dimensional membrane that was a connection point between different time/space. I'd be teleporting momentarily and out of here. Admittedly I was a little smug, thinking to myself,

"Hehe, too bad. You can't catch me now~ huh?"

As I headed towards the other end of the hallway. However the witches' appeared unwavered, still looking my way. The one witch to the right began to move towards me. She floated into the air at massive speeds and grabbed unto my body with both hands. She could somehow could my body in the apparent ethreal state! Suppose she was a witch after all. With haunting gaze she repeated:

"Can't go back to this timeline. Can't go back to this timeline. Can't go back to this timeline."

As she pushed me backwards with immense strength towards the dark swirling portal at the end of the other side of the hall. I entered the black hole and heard a scream of a lady "ahhhhh" coming from me so maybe it was me.

Awoke and pretty shaken


Notes:
I have been having dreams about this elementary school repeatedly. Maybe this will be the last time. Although the witches were scary maybe they were helping me get over some issues from that time. Personally I'm not trying to end up there though.

Ld advices from skipper. Great stuff.

What is the message of the dream about elementary school? Maybe it's about being in the present instead of being in the past timeline. But I feel like maybe that was the time when I stopped being myself. As in I began to try to "fit in" instead of being myself. Trying to play pokemon to fit in with other kids.

Be myself. But who am I? I am... Well I want to be omnilucid really. And I realized, I actually liked writing DJs; so I will do that and kill two birds with one stone.

I meditated and I realized that I was free, FREE! and I loved to read. So I will read. I will read the most beautiful story in my lucid dreams. And maybe I could. You know, write it down for all to see. That is a worthy goal for me. So let me be omnilucid, oui.

The main problem is that I lose awareness of my surroundings completely while being so immersed in it all. Is it something one could overcome with training? Or could these two activities be antagonistic upon one another? Only time will tell.

Ahem

Had this one tuesday. I was in a house with A jamie look a like with a british accent. No not THAT one the card reader. A different one... A McDonald's franchise owner is also in the house I keep making jokes about him being super rich and stuff. The girl seems to like the jokes. I am sometimes finding myself also with a british accent, maybe because I'm trying to achieve rapport? She laughs at my jokes and stuff. IRL this person doesn't exist.

Micro Dreams

Ha these on a bus heading home after work. One i fell asleep for a second and C was sitting in front of me. Next one was Jamie pulling me away.


Jamie again

Had one where we were both in b.C. Exploring some abandoned house or something.

Note: She hasn't been very affectionate in dreams lately, at least not physically. but, I do get very loving vibes from these dreams.

Dark Crystal

Saw the entire season of the Dark Crystal this weekend. My Review:



In this dream I am actually a Dark Shadow that can grab onto the puppets. Unfortunately this dream doesn't play out long enough for me to do anything.

I am pulling into a fast food drive through, I think a Del Taco. The curve is a little sharp, so I feel close to the curb, the menu, and the small table on the cement right by the menu. There is a lady sitting at the table, and I feel like she is looking at me. I pulled up too far past the first menu, but I can still mostly make it out; it has a list of red wines. I consider ordering a glass, but nothing seems too appealing. They all look to be $6 a glass, which I think is a good price. I now start speaking with the employee through the speaker box. She says something that I ask her to repeat, so she says it again - she’s telling me that she’s about to go home, I think implying that I should hurry up. I pull up to another speaker box? and quickly order instead of looking for something new, so I don’t hold her up. I order two of one thing and two chicken quesadillas.

I am with some unfamiliar blond girl about my age. I think each of us are sitting on a bed. It seems like we’ve been talking or on a date. There is a sense of this coming to an end when I look over to my left and notice that her small breasts are out. I think the moment was something innocent, such as her changing, but I have noticed them and she is doing nothing to cover them. I am now by her and, without saying anything, have taken her breasts into my hands. They are very small, but just perky enough to stick out from the roll of skin on her stomach from her slouched posture. Though there is nothing said, I think this is okay with her. Now, she is completely naked. Still not sure if this is okay so soon, I have my fingers inside of her. It seems shallow; without full insertion, I start reaching a point where they won’t go any further. She starts moving my hand, either for this reason, because she doesn’t really want this, because I don’t know how her body responds to what might please her, or a possible combination of any of these. I had also noticed that she was very thin, my hand and fingers seeming large in comparison. Now that it is done, I realize that I have cheated on Melissa. I have to reconcile this with the fact that I never wanted to do this. I contemplate telling her and how to tell her.

I seem to be at work when I answer a call about a girl in white what is following someone into the men’s restroom. I go to check it out, going downstairs, I think on an escalator. This place looks like a retail store, but sort of tall, thin, and cluttered. I now see the entrance to the restrooms, with large pieces of dark wood giving a dim but home-y cabin feel. I enter the men’s, which is on the right. The bathroom is huge and spacious. There are at least two separate spaces with lines of urinals along the stone? walls, each space with a different kind of urinal. The ones closer to me are stone, while I think the others might be steel. I walk up to a stone one and begin using it. It is long and low, sort of a stone rectangle with a basin. I start peeing on the stone above the basin, wondering how many have done the same before. I think there may be one other guy in here, as I seem to hear or sense motion. I look around, thinking about how this bathroom is at least the size of a large room (like in a public building or something; it’s probably the size of a small restaurant). I look around and leave a different way than I came in. I walk up an asphalt path on a slight hill. There are wooden picnic style tables on either side, some with remnants of meals. The whole area is covered by a shade structure, probably some kind of mesh or light tarp, as it is not very thick shade. Passing one table, I notice a tall glass with a handle that is still mostly full of something that is a chocolate milkshake color and consistency. I somehow see a review that they left of it, about how they didn’t like it? I think about trying it but don’t. I now pass an ice cream stand and think about getting some but don’t because it’s too expensive.

I am with Melissa in Virginia City at a brewpub or something similar. We’ve parked along the side of the road and it seemed like more of a steep incline, like the road around Tahoe. We walk up and take seats at the counter. The waitress seems a little younger, nice, and laid back. I look at the beer menu and the double door beer fridge. The fridge seems to have a better selection, and I decide on picking something from it. An older lady walks up to it and grabs a Black Butte Porter. I notice a ceramic, 11oz bottle of Delirium Tremens. I also notice, at the very bottom, what looks like ceramic, 2 L sized containers of Delirium on their sides. I wonder the price of each and then go grab one of the small bottles. I sit back down and think we’re going to order food also. The waitress is talking about something going on, but has to explain it because it’s our first time here. I now pour my beer into a regular pint glass. I realize it is not Delirium Tremens, but rather Delirium ‘Trem’ or ‘Tremen’, which I assume is a different style of beer from the same brewery. I think it is a saison. It is a very nice hazy light orange, and it tastes very good. I notice that Melissa has a tulip shaped glass with a little bit of water in it; I think about stealing it to use instead of the regular pint glass. I also think this beer is closer to 4% than the 8% of the Tremens. I think about being responsible since I’m driving, but I also think about how it’s nice up here and how we could just not worry about going back and go to a few more places.




I’m driving to Carson City, and the freeway seems more straight ahead and lower in elevation. It is sunset, and the sunset is beautiful. The clouds are thick and heavy and dark, full of dark orange and red and spots of purple. I see the backyards of houses to my right. I know they’re close to the freeway, but they still seem nice. The yards are small and close together, most with a good assortment of trees, some with string lights. I think about living out here since it’s smaller, thinking the drive might be worth it if I worked out south and/or mainly stayed out here. I think that it would be closer to Tahoe.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

At some kind of round table with only top elite people. They are talking about society and opportunities and they are totally acting entitled and saying bullshit about how everybody can take a chance at the stock market and similar enriching opportunities. I am not allowed to talk, but I can't have it anymore and I get up and call bullshit to their faces. Present them with statistics, tell them how the system is rigged and we never stand a chance unlike them.
Oprah is in there too and she is asking for them to warn people about some apocalyptic storm that is coming and only they know about. They claim she has a history of crying wolf. She presents proof she was never wrong in warning people because shit did happen. I support her. They don't give a shit, they keep silent about this storm so severe that wind and rain is capable of destroying rock and will probably erode mountains. I help her try to spread the message as much as possible, but we hardly reach anyone on time.

Location :Beach, island natives natives, оннаくち disloyal, downfall of natives.

2x obe Mr tech lost lucidity.
Location :dark underground living quarters
Dream Zelda game, moving out, friend has kids, kids moving out, selling the Zelda game for cash, touching family moments of friend and his son. Cried and awoke.

Beast attacking me. It was a bear/lion in the forest or forest trail. Perhaps a hybrid beast. (might be from watching yt videos about bears)

VR game themed. Related to day time.

Today -
Location : class but not school, bright room white desks. People are learning stuff.
Learning something. Eating cup ramen with kimchi added for lunch at the end of the dream.

Location :class in school, looks like Japanese elementary school.
Having a raffle and eating some sweets, was ice-cream or cake. A Japanese classmate from back then in elementary was there. May have went to the mall after.

What was her name? I... Starts with I. I remember her face. She had a pony tail and had massive cute eyes.

I was sick all the time in elementary. Kind of this lingering cold. The past few days I have been getting a kind of the same thing. Maybe it's detox or releasing of some stuck energy back then since I was trying to do that before. Maybe this dream is related to that. Nostalgia of being sick. Or not sure if it's something else but just feeling very nostalgic or having feelings of.

I haven't been djing the most earnestly lately. I had probably around 5 dreams today but only recalled 2. Should I begin to write them all down again in full detail? Do I want to do that? Do I want to be lucid? Could I train dream recall without DJ?

I was practicing mindfulness the last 2 days and I was noticing I'm getting lucid in waking. Not while asleep though. Just. Feeling like I'm waking up. But I also feel like I'm dying. What will happen when I'm fully awake? Would I finally be lucid? I'm just very lost atm. But somehow feels like I'm finding my way and getting closer to my goal. But what is my goal? Whatever it is, I pray it be good. Id love to be omni lucid though. That would be fun. Maybe perfect dream recall to go along with that.

Been also doing wim hof method. Got me pretty energetic.

Its cold outside. I'd like to meditate in a nice warm beach in my dream. Maybe that's the dream goal for now.

Yes! Finally a lucid dream! I am so excited right now I woke up 2 hours early just to write this dream down!

Last night I was following my usual routine according to my dream goals and thread "Bedtime Priorities". I have been doing to same thing for 2 1/2 weeks now and was starting to become a little disappointed thinking it wouldn't work. I know this is silly as many of the techniques I am trying say they need at least 90 days of consistency, but without having any lucids I admit I was starting to doubt.

I woke up after a natural REM cycle, rolled over like I usually do and according to my plan tried to WILD MILD. My previous dream was very strong so I was committing it to memory and reviewing it while I started counting my breaths. My mind was not very awake, my self-awareness did not "feel" strong and my memory was definitely not turned on. I remember loosing count around 10 which was very fast, I snapped back to myself and re affirmed that I wanted to count my breaths and remain aware. I remember getting to 10 again before I found myself in a dream.

I have no idea how I became lucid. I don't think it was a true WILD, if it was I would remember entering the dream? My consciousness was just not very turned on, I mean I was falling asleep to the count of 10! I don't think it was a DILD, I don't remember any dream sign that sparked me to question lucidity, I just knew I was in a dream, darn I didn't even do any RC, which I am actually really bummed about because I have several I have wanted to experiment with! I want to test gravity to see if I can notice any difference, and I wanted to practice the reverse reality check I do as part of my waking self awareness.

Here is the dream, it was by far the longest lucid dream I have ever had! Felt like maybe 15 minutes of real time. As I analyzed it I realize my lucidity was not very strong, I didn't remember to do my RC, or try to "turn on" my memory. But it was a VERY interesting dream.

Dream One: I realize that I am dreaming, I am very excited but I don't get that pounding heart beat adrenalin rush I have gotten before that wakes me up. I just KNOW I am dreaming. The dream feels very stable, and I am curious to see how long it will last.

I am in this white concrete dorm room with two beds in it and a window covered with bars. It is the setting of my last dream. I have this intense feeling of almost claustrophobia and I really don't want to be here in this room anymore. My friend from college, TP, is still in the room from the last dream.

We are on the second story so I head to the hallway to try and go downstairs and leave. In the hallway I notice these pictures that were made in my last dream. There where three pictures, each one centered around one of the DC's from my last dream. I take a moment to look at each of them because I think they are so cool, and I stand there just so impressed at what the brain can do. Each of the pictures was made by taking a snapshot of my field of vision centered on one of the DC's and compressing my whole field of vision down to picture size, then making it black and white. I stayed in the hall for a while looking at all three of them thinking about how my brain takes pictures of my whole field of vision not just what I am focused on.

The feeling of claustrophobia returns and I realize there are no stairs to exit. I go over to the window in the room but it is covered in this thick iron mesh. I affirm to myself that it cannot keep me in here and push myself forward to phase through the mesh and be outside. It worked really well I find myself hanging from the bars on the other side on the second story of a house. My friend TP rushes over and is amazed at what I have done like he has become lucid and asks for my advice so I tell him to stabilize the dream by rubbing his hands together.

I drop down to the street and look around the neighborhood. I don't recognize any of the houses and I want to get back to my house to find my bed and see if my body is there because my dream goal is to talk to myself.

I start stomping my foot down and willing that the houses will change and I will be in my own neighborhood. It didn't work but I did get some crazy visuals of houses morphing into other houses. I started running down the block and found myself in a more urban setting like I was walking between sky scrappers.

It's not what I wanted but it's cool and there should be some DC's around here. I start looking for some to talk to and see what they are like. I see a group of 4 or 5 but none of them look very friendly so I move on.

I see these two girls walking and move towards them down an ally. They are sisters, one looks 25 and the other 9 or 10. As I move towards them I get a feeling like they are important, and they will talk with me.

I go up to them and ask "can I ask you a question?" the younger one nods her head but before she can answer I look up and see this shadow void person moving towards us down the ally.

I don't know how to describe him, he was very weird. He had the shape of an adult man, but there was nothing to him, but not like a shadow, like a translucent void. Like he was from another place and couldn't appear as anything else here but a ripple across the background.

He starts walking toward me and reaches out an arm to start pushing me. I feel my lucidity start slipping away. The really weird part is that when he was around I got this strong feeling like I had seen him many times before. Like his appearance and presence was not a shock to me at all.

But right when I was about to lose the dream the little girl grabbed onto my arm real quick and said "Stop, you know he is allowed to ask one question first" and my lucidity snapped back and it felt like I was in the ally again, and I remembered that I wanted to ask a question.

So I turned to her and asked "how can I become lucid more often" and she answered me in what felt like a profound way and a remember repeating it to myself over and over throughout the rest of the dream, but I just can't remember it now!!

After answering she releases my arm and I immediately lose lucidity, but I don't wake up.

The dream transitions and I am back in a college setting. This part of the dream feels very vivid but I am not lucid. I remember seeing my sister A.S and talking with her and telling her something to continue our experiment with shared dreaming. As I am leaving the college campus my other sister A.B comes up to me and I realize I am dreaming and lucidity snaps back to me like it was happening for the first time in this dream. I feel like I have just done a DILD but have no idea what sparked my lucidity. I tell A.B that we are dreaming and she doesn't seem surprised at all. I leave the campus and the dream transitions.

I remember asking my question to the sisters at this point and having accomplished that dream goal I just start feeling really horny. I want to find a willing DC and have some sexy time. For the next several minutes I am wondering the streets looking for a willing woman. Every one I meet seems angry at the world, and is not very attractive. I remember feeling very disappointed with this situation. Eventually I accept that it's just not going to happen, and then I start feeling the dream end and start waking up.

I remember that I want to try to DEILD when I wake up so I start laying very still and affirm that I am not going to move. I start having the most crazy hypnagogic imagery I have ever seen! I see a central very bright light that looks like the effect from star trek when they fire a proton torpedo, except instead of red it was shifting green and blue all wavy like. Then I start to see an extremely bright white light overlapped on top. I start to think that it must be daytime and my sleep mask has slipped and I am seeing sunlight. I hang on and eventually feel my body back in my bed, but I later realize I was in a different position that I was really sleeping and this was a FA, I lay still and slip back into a dream.

I know that I am dreaming again and am amazed the the DEILD worked. The dream isn't very stable and the visuals are cartoonish. The whole world looks like a cheap farm simulator game. There are pairs of barnyard animals roaming over a green fenced in field.

I see a pair of chickens that I realize are the twin sisters from my last dream and start to hover over to them. I don't have a body in this dream and I am just kind of hovering, and I realize I cant hear anything either. So on my way over to them I try to stabilize the dream and start hearing something. My ears pop loudly and I start hearing some chickens clucking or something.

Right when I am about to get to the sisters the dream void man returns. He is rushing towards me with his arm extended and I feel him pushing me out of the dream again. I rush towards the sisters and yell out asking "can I ask another question?" and the void man replies "You are only allowed one question per dream!"

As he starts shoving me out of the dream I hold up my hand and yell "wait!, what if I don't ask a new question but the same one again?" He pauses and this and during this moment one of the twin sister chickens comes over and she tells me to ask my question. So I turn to her and repeat "what can I do to be lucid more often?"

Again she answers me in what feels like a profound way. At this time I can still remember her answer from last time and I remember feeling amazed that she could answer using such different language and analogy but coming to the same point. Her second answer felt very useful and I felt like I was understanding more of the point she was trying to convey the first time.

Then before I could react the void man rushed up behind me and the dream ended.

I woke up and started replaying the dream immediately to try and commit it to memory. I was shocked that I could not remember the twin sisters answers to my question. In the dream it felt so clear and I even repeated it to myself several times in the dream. I really wish I could remember her answers! I have to get ready to leave now, but I am going to be analyzing this dream all day!

So thankful to have had such a nice lucid dream! I hope this is the first of many to come!

Dream 1: I'm playing comet crash. At first I was making special units. But I delete the four unit pads, no idea why and I regretted it afterwards. I dont sse a choice to build anything else until I put something down. No idea what it was.

Dream 2: I'm inside of another game, the atmosphere is depressing and I felt like i played it before. I was with a friend L in a car

Dream 3: I am in a football game. I'm not playing I'm just inside the field. Which seems to be normal. Some big dude was throwing a ball and it was going straight to me aimed at someone behind me. I move my head to the left and it misses. It also missed the dude he was aiming for.

He blames me and we get Into an argument.

Time skip, I'm at school and it is very weird. Everything feels different except for the people. But it is an extremely different school. The cafeteria is completely different and the halls are strangely twisted.

I am in. The lunch line and get a hamburger party with what looks to be gravy. I take a bite and it taste, mediocre, but for the school it was pretty good. I praise the lunch ladies and move on. I then go on to see my friends sitting in a weird group along the walls with other people. The dream ends there.

Dream: 4: my friend Malikai, has killed someone during a football game. He shoulder rammed into someone and it stopped their heart. At least that's what he said. We're walking along a rode I've never seen. He tells me about it and I say, "it's not murder. You may of killed him, but it's not murder. This is the risk to football, he signed up knowing this could happen. Heh you all must have brain damage too. I wish I could play football."

he chuckles and we go on. We see this house. We start walking too it. It is surrounded by scattered tree's, fairly short ones. We stop walking when we see 3 people at a gate. I think one lady and 2 males. They see us and we start walking away. About 10 seconds later the female yells at us.

Me and Malekai get to this hill. All of a sudden we're old men and we shoot someone. We loot his body like you would in skyrim, weird, and we find lots of stuff. Armor and weapons. I tell the old man something like "we can't turn back. Join me." He says yes. I don't remember anything else