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My aunt told me not to pee on the toilet seat.

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I was sitting outside in my old neighborhood by the entrance road with some OTD friends from high school. They were talking about what careers they had wanted to go into once they got out of school. Some people were showing a large set of paintings they had made in the meantime. While I was sitting with them I took note of how cold it was and how I didn’t actually recognize anyone present, and that the socialization was kind of meaningless.

A nose pinch reality check was what got me lucid. I simply ignored the dream characters and took off flying. I don’t know what i was looking for but I haven’t been going into any lucid dreams with proper intention so I just tend to do whatever. I took off and flew over the swamp of my old neighborhood. At one point my flying puttered out and I came back to the ground in the middle of the marsh, but I was able to get it started again without much fuss. I flew into the woods behind my neighborhood.

My intention had become to explore boundary breaking, the idea of getting outside of a pre-constructed dream environment, or the sort of mental map you have of a location such as the neighborhood you grew up in. I know (IRL) theres a woods to the north of the neighborhood but I’ve never been back there all the way and I don’t have a good idea of the town in that direction since it turns into countryside. So by traveling there And I’ve got the idea that I have a harder time preforming proper dream control when I’m in an enviroment that resembles a place from waking life because my brain is fixated on reality.

I came into the woods and started flying. There was a vaugely outlined dirt path or walking trail and above it on the right hand side was a large sakura tree. On one side the branches had grown (or had been groomed to grow) in a circular pattern, making a hoop that I could fly through. If “took the dream’s offer” so to speak and flew through it.

I realized I was getting out of the dream enviro when the season started changing before my eyes from winter to autumn. Trees sprouted leaves which within seconds turned to reds, yellows and oranges. I continued to follow the path which turned into a wide dirt road that let out over two huge lakes in a sandy flat.

To either side of me was a desert, dunes of sand rising in the distance. Huge mining excavator machines were driving about in the endless desert. Right in front of me were the two lakes. I noticed that vaguely, the resembled the shape of the ponds behind my own house, but upscaled and with sandy bottoms. There were even a few houses resembling the ones At one point I landed in one of them. I was barefoot in dream and felt the wet underwater sand between my toes, picking it up for some dream stabilization as I went, before taking off again. Sure there were still elements of a waking life environment but they were overruled by the fantastical ones.

I took off again, finding the other lake drained into the ocean. The sky was clear and blue and the sun was warm. I looked out over the water and saw a cruise ship (old style, red, black and white with yellow smoke stacks like the titanic) way off on the horizon. I decided I would fly to it and land and explore what was there. I started to fly out over the ocean. I saw a submarine surface between where I was and the cruise liner. As soon as it surfaced it started to fire large missiles at me.

I grabbed all of the missiles in a telekinetic grasp by holding my arms up, and I held them in place in the air; like Neo stopping the bullets in the matrix. I sent an electric pulse through them to disable the bombs and let them drop into the ocean. I’ve been taking a more passive approach to dealing with hostility in dreams, and trying to avoid fighting unless I have to or specifically want a superpowered dream fight.

The dream changed, the sea turned into flat ground. I landed to inspect it. It was flat white ground of an arbitrary material. It didn’t seem to be stone, wood, metal, or plastic. The ground was white and the sky was now dark and full of stars.

I looked down and I saw these geometric shapes. Cubes folding around some kind of ring in a difficult-to-describe kaleidoscope fashion as though they were traveling across higher dimensions. These huge towers rose up out of the ground; reminding me something of stacks of mattresses, however they were covered in strange colors and symbols and seemed to be made of the same arbitrary material.

I lost the dream and woke up.

Thinking back its interesting how I had a desire to leave the mundane and enter the fantastical and the dream concluded in a fully abstract environment.

I am going to Kohl’s with Melissa. When we get inside, I’m not sure I see Melissa anymore. I get into a pretty long line that winds its way through what looks like the home section. I notice at least a couch or two. I then realize I haven’t even looked at clothes, so there is no reason I should be waiting in this line to check out. For whatever reason, my leaving this line seems like it could be suspicious. And as soon as I leave the line and start to enter the men’s clothes section, an older male employee attends to me. He asks what I’m looking for or need, and I tell him ‘a bathroom’. He walks me to a door in this small hallway. The sign says women and/or has a woman figure; I start to tell him this, but he simply opens the door, clearly revealing urinals within. This supersedes the sign, so I enter. Instead of the urinals, I begin using a square cut out in the stone floor full of water, watching it tipple and yellow. I know the man is waiting outside. I think he is going to be hovering like this while I shop as well.

Date: 3/7/2018

I didn't write down this dream even after I woke up in the middle of the night, which is a huge mistake on my part. I have to start doing this.

All I can remember now is that I was in my house, and a bunch of friends were over for some reason. There was something on the third floor of my house or something that we were trying to reach, but my friends were accessing it through the backyard by climbing up a tree. There was a "supervisor" dude who was there, he was reminiscent of the guy who supervised our Duke of Edinburgh Gold practice.

Date: March/6/2019

We're walking near some minority people or something, and our guide tells us that we should watch out for the color of these people, but he reminds me the blue ones are okay.

We are walking down one path and begin to be attacked by bees, so we're all running. I stop running after I hear the bees speak, and I stop the bees and tell them why we're here, and the bees join us in our mission to continue searching for the minority people.

I do not think we find them at any point, and I don't think the bees begin to attack us again.

For some reason, I'm trying to do a push-thumb-through-hand reality check in this dream, and it isn't working. My thumb doesn't go through my hand, so I conclude it isn't a lucid dream. [This is ridiculous, it seems like the nose plug RC is the only one which wants to work.]

In the next part of the dream, I'm walking by a huge glasshouse in Vietnam, the kind I saw towards the end of my Duke of Edinburgh trek. My grandpa is walking with us, and I ask him how he likes to be referred to. He states some Arab name, which makes little sense (we're not Arabs).

NOTE: I was reading earlier today about a lucid dreamer who dreamed some stuff in Arabic (he was Arab) so it could have been because of that

And finally, I dreamed that a bunch of kids were in my father's room in the Bangalore apartment we have. In the kitchen, something is cooking, my mom is there.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening


At a bridge, looking at a map on the phone. I am in California, its nighttime. I am supposed to go see a place that is still a bit far. Because it is late, I choose instead to visit an alternative coffee shop nearby. It has several floors, it is know for famous people going there. I don't see any. Go to the roof terrace, very cool for photos. From there I see a multiplex cinema on the other side of a river. There is a small island in the middle of the river. I go there and find a beautiful young feline there that I become friends with. Not sure what species it is, but looks like a jaguar. Then I see also some babies that she is nursing.

Undercover in a bad neighborhood to expose some drug dealers. There are people of all ethnicities and nationalities living and doing business there. Most are selling clothes, but many are just covers to the real drug business. I go through an alley with a chinese shop and I am approached by two men selling shirts. I have a bunch of money, so I show them trying to expose them as drug sellers. But they just sell me shirts. One guy has good quality clothes but the other tries to sell me an old ripped coat and I reject his offer. He doesn't like my rejection and I feel something is wrong with this, don't understand his game. Later I spot him following me. When night falls he runs towards me in a deserted area but I step aside and push him to the road. He falls on the asphalt and a high speed car runs over him before he can get up.
Then I turn to another street and there is a parade going on and I blend with it. Madonna is leading the parade in a car and part of the theme is Disneyworld and I can't resist to take some photos.

Date: 3/6/2019

I had three dreams this night, but one of them had like three times the content so it was almost like six dreams!

The first dream featured me playing the Dark Souls "enemy onslaught" mod. I don't even remember if that's a real thing! In any case, I started out at the Northern Undead Asylum, being ganked by dozens of hollows. I only had my broken weapon so I couldn't really fight them very well, and each one only dropped a few souls so I remember distinctly having 24 souls in the dream. The game then started to become Dark Souls 2 or something, which was weird. I ran all the way to the Pursuer fight, which is obviously impossible as you have to kill the Last Giant first, and you have to obviously be playing the second game for that. I was thinking "okay, I can just ballista cheese him for souls" but when I ran all the way to the beginning of the fight, the entrance was covered in rubble and I couldn't enter.

The second dream was very weird. I dreamed that on the IB organization website that my school uses, Managebac, someone posted an entire page talking about me in a very malicious and objectifying way. [Note: In real life, I have been stalking this person on reddit out of curiosity.] I was wondering whether or not I should talk to someone about it, because it was damaging to me, and I was contemplating which teacher at my school I should contact.

I then recall telling someone in my next dream that it was a hypnagogic experience. They seemed to know what I was talking about.

In the next part of the dream, I think I was in Vietnam or something, and only I could enter the museum we were going to as we had to be from a country with an "authenticated military." The UK and the US were identified as having "authenticated militaries", but India wasn't, so my mother and father couldn't enter the museum. I asked them if I could go anyways and that I'd take plenty of pictures for them. When we entered the mausoleum, I think this was the point at which I was telling someone about my hypnagogia (it wasn't hypnagogia, obviously, it was just a dream). I was handed a map on how to navigate the inside of the mausoleum, which showed the paths as being very weird and twisty, non-Euclidean like in Lovecraft. In any case, I was trying to navigate the mausoleum, and filming everything in it. Turns out halfway through that I was actually just in a museum which showed the life progress of the rapper Eminem. The next part of the museum had a section regarding the bullying that Eminem dealt with when he grew up, which was weird. I checked my phone to find out I had been videoing for 9 hours, and that I could either turn back and go back to the beginning, or I could progress through the museum. I was scared to do either, because I didn't want to miss out but I also didn't want to be late, so that dilemma was present.

Afterwards, I found out that there were multiple different clinics in the museum, all belonging to the plastic surgeon Sargar Patel [whom I recognize as he posts a lot on /r/plasticsurgery, which I used to frequent out of curiosity regarding the incels who posted there]. I ask my friend who's with me if he recognizes the name, and he says "yes". I locate the doctor and begin questioning him why he has so many fake clinics and excessive advertising on the internet, and he smiles at me and says "marketing" or something [I don't really remember]. Then, the dream ends.

Date: 3/5/2018

This dream made absolutely zero sense whatsoever, just like the Phantom Menace.

The dream starts off with me in my Duke of Edinburgh Gold trekking groups, and we are walking through a series of rooms which are connected by a small entrance. I ask my friend if he likes RedLetterMedia, and he says he likes their show "Half In The Bag."

In the last room, there is a bunch of different floor sections, each one dedicated to a character. I think one of them was dedicated to Dexter Jettster who was a character that Mike made fun of in the Phantom Menace review.

I am walking through a city. This city looks like downtown but is supposed to be NYC I think. I’m thinking that it looks familiar and then sure enough, I see a ‘Libby’ street. Now, Mom and Makayla are with me and we’re in an area that seems a little less congested. I don’t see any people, and I hadn’t earlier either. The only person we pass is a thin guy who is walking slowly and looks a little tweaked out. He’s muttering to himself and I think also hissing. I pick up a stray, sharp rock just in case. He ends up walking right behind us and then talking to me. He’s pretty incoherent, but also threatening enough to where I slam the rock against his forehead twice. It doesn’t look like it made a mark or an effect. The guy just seems totally out of it.

Date: January 2018

I dream that I am a child sitting on the floor of the area between the kitchen and the table in my grandma's house in Bangalore, India. There is a phenomenal sense of comfort, warmth, and happiness.

NOTE: The sense of comfort, warmth, and happiness which I felt in this dream was so powerful I spent several days after the dream depressed that I could not relive those memories nor feel those emotions as vividly as in the dream.

Date: Some time around 2009-2011

I go to the backyard of the Dubai house, and to the back at the left, there is a large pit. I jump into the pit and there are animated skeletons and a man wrapped in bandages, who resembles the Spazm halloween prop. I then have a false awakening, waking up at my grandparents’ old house in Abu Dhabi.

I dreamed that I was traveling in our land cruiser at night time in our family car. We were on a long journey somewhere, i'm not driving and along with my parents and siblings, my brother in law Cjoe is with us.

I look outside the window and notice that theirs a full moon and that the moon is this ominous weird blue color instead of the normal silver grey. I point this out to CJoel and he looks up while muttering, "Signs in the sky, signs in the heavens"

I wondered what it meant and if it was an omen of disaster.

Not long after, while watching houses pass by on this semi urban/rural laneway, I saw house after house starting to spontaneously combust! With a growing sense of urgency and horror I point this out to my family...

"We must go back!", my mother screams out. "No, keep going forward, its too late, keep going!" I thunder out as a feeling of intense urgency and danger builds up in my chest. The fires seemed to be an attack from a DEW ( Direct Energy Weapon )

Date:

March/4/2019

Yet another Vietnam-related dream.

We are walking in Vietnam, and there is a girl near me. I am speaking as if she must hear everything I am saying, as it is extremely important. I hear several students talking about how India is the worst smelling country in the world, and they continue about how badly it smells. I say "I know many Indians who've commented that white people smell like milk, it's quite relative." People say "nobody asked for your opinion" and "nobody cares" etc, rudely shutting me off, like is common in real life anyways.

After that I begin to explain to them that regardless of their beliefs, they should be conscious who they're saying it in front of. Talking about how much you dislike a country in front of people of Indian descent is quite demeaning. My friend who is walking in front of me, who is Indian, turns around and agrees with me.

Afterwards, I walk forward and see a kid from school who looks much chubbier than usual, supposedly he's stuffed his shirt with pillows or something, and I ask him how much the fatsuit costed.

The dream then ends.,

For a moment I'm in WoW, I'm thinking of a female night elf hunter running in a jungle.

The dream is near the fan in Richmond, traveling in between streets. I see a dog and think it's cute.

I'm back at my old apartment from JMU in squire, I keep having this feeling like I need to go soon to catch a flight back home. The apartment was near a beach, I saw people swimming in massive round waves.

I am used to getting visits from loved ones that have passed on. They usually visit and give me the feeling that everything is okay. But the other night I had a dream that I was with my mom and dad (there are never two in the same dream) who have passed and one of my sisters who is still alive. We were in a restaurant somewhere in California, but the place we are at is only in the town that i live in. They never say a word, but at the same time we are all talking. Something upset me and i had to go outside. The dream shifted to us driving around and sight seeing. We come along this place where there are these to guys that were on something that reminded me of hover boards in the water and sticking long poles into something in the water. It kind of reminded me of some sort of treatment plant. We watched them for a while, then we were at dinner again and i woke up. I could feel and hear everyone. I could even tell you what my mom and dad were wearing. It didn't leave me with a feeling of dread or of calm. Just a feeling of confusion. I haven't been able to shake the dream. I am unsure if it has something to do with my mom's birthday today or if they were there to tell me something and i just haven't figured it out yet.

Date: 2007-2009

Yet another experience which was probably either a false memory or a dream, but feels very real. There was a “bubble event” at the Hard Rock Cafe which functioned close to my house, before it was shut down. This consisted of the side of the building being a large glass panel, filled with a bubbling blue substance. Looking back on it, this event would make no sense, if it indeed was real. I must conclude it is a figment of my imagination.


NOTE: Hard Rock cafe used to have cylinders filled with bubbles which as a child I was obsessed with. There was no large glass panel filled with bubbles, however.