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I'm standing on the edge of a massive disc surrounded by a sea of stars. I look along the curve of the disc and see massive shards of the disc floating around slowly. The shards look like broken glass. I can see Saturn in one of the shards. I realize the disc I'm standing on is the Milky Way galaxy. It's breaking apart, which is alarming. My dad appears and we talk about this impending doom.

"We can't escape in time without help." I state.

He agrees, we have no means of safely travelling away from our galaxy. We would need help from a more advanced alien race. I fall on my back and the disc acts like a trampoline, softening my fall. I stare at all the stars and notice one of them flickering. It moves slowly and then suddenly falls close by with a loud boom. I get up and approach the object.

I become lucid, not sure what triggered it. The object that fell was a small four legged robot, reminding me of a dog. "X-12" was written with small pieces of tape on it's side. I assumed this robot was sent to help us off the disc. The robot dog started to hop in one direction slowly and I followed. I decided not to speed things up and just see where this would lead, but I was worried. I worried that I would wake up before anything meaningful happened, because the dog was so slow. I checked my body to focus more on the dream. I was completely naked and parts of my body were numb. My surroundings had changed a bit, the robot hopped past several beds with my family sleeping on them. The dream ended after a while of following the robot dog.

Mistakes were made. I need to stop this carefree "lets see what happens" attitude and start actively guiding the dream again. Still happy to have lucid dreams.

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In high school but with adults. Gym class is a contest of push ups in the yard, two teams against each other. The other team wins, but we are all in great shape. We take a shower and dress to attend next classes. I have a funny t-shirt with some nerdy sayings. I notice a guy looking at it and it is Markl (a nerdy comedian). We have a new class together, I think it's arts and crafts. I don't say anything to him because everyone is treating him like everyone else. But later on our way to with no nerdy messages and he is still looking at me with interest. I decide to send him later a message on Instagram to break the ice. Then on my way to english class, some colleagues are behaving like teenagers and a guy kisses one of my friend in the lips. Then some other guy to my side comments that I looked at it with jealousy and looks like I am needing some action. I feel embarrassed and get out of the group and cut through to the class. Teacher is sitting at her desk waiting for everybody and looking upset. I say sorry for delay but see no tables for the students. She points to a line of chairs against a wall, but they are all taken. I go outside look for more and warn my colleagues to bring some along but all we can find are some stools.

At my mom's home. I am by the window and I see the sky getting darker with storm clouds and pink lightnings. I am drawn to it and I fly through the window. Getting closer to it, I get lucid. First I consider diving on the ground but why not stay here instead? While I am touching the ground, I grab some dirt and call for the guidance of Guru Rinpoche and from the dirt comes a mini bronze statue of him. The darkness becomes nastier, like a blanket starts covering the whole sky and I also summon my teacher. He appears behind me, touches my shoulder and says something incomprehensible. I ask him to repeat but he is on the move and sounds like talking from very far away. I understand something about seeing him / meeting him at eleven, but where and how? Then he disappears and from the dark clouds a scary face appears and many arms stretch out and grab those in the way. I decide to fight it and I shoot light from my hands. It hardly affects it. He sends two human like beings to attack me. I get a knife somehow and stab one, but no blood, no wounds, he is not human. It grabs the knife and threatens me with it. I kinda surrender, but when he thinks I am defeated I find a way to break through the kind of spell this demonic being is putting on other people. I see a bunch of people locked inside some tiny house made of illusions they were tricked into believing were real. Once I show them the illusion, walls and doors start to crumble and they realize they can come out as they were never really imprisoned to begin with. This caused way more damage to the demon, who loses power and goes away.

I am in my old father room and was sitting on the bed. On the side of me was a woman who talk to me about a deal that was done in the past and if I had settle my mind on it or decided to change my mind. I became lucid once hearing this and I told her what did she think of the deal as of now? She told me she believe the idea I had was for the best and that sticking to it was for the best.

After that I got up from the bed as my family came home and I realize I needed to look for something. The woman I spoke to earlier follow me and said she knew where it was. I go to what use to be my mother room and started searching for it. She confirms that it was the greece in the container. I grab it and walk down the stairs. Once reaching the bottom I could see her eyes were glowing white.

I open the front door and toss it out and walk to my mother and father. That's when I lost lucidity.

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Friday night, 11 January 2019.
Death of a Starfish (hand mobility)
Dream # 19,016-02.



I am attending an evening dinner party in a dimly lit room, sitting at a large rectangular table with unfamiliar people in an unknown location. To my right, there is a glass of cola on the table.

My right hand transforms into a starfish. It wiggles and detaches from my arm, spurting cola from several pores. It tips the glass over and dies.

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I experienced this dream with my usual post-hypnagogic lucidness without attempting to influence the narrative. Lucidness delivers the awareness of what is creating my dreaming experience.

Dreams in this part of my sleep cycle (secondary post-hypnagogic) present the theme of loss of hand or arm mobility (whereas the first correlates with loss of leg mobility) because of REM atonia (the natural paralysis while sleeping that occurs throughout all dreams in healthy people). The pre-hypnopompic inversion (in the second half of my sleep cycle) presents the theme of gaining hand or arm mobility in preparation for wakefulness.

Hand metamorphosis presents far less often than the event of someone else dropping something in this sleep cycle time slot and mode of dreaming.

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I am in my old town house looking a television screen with a few other people I did not know. The screen was showing many things in till it went to complete static and somehow this made feel off. Suddenly I was suck in to the television where I can see my father opening a package. I get up and see a server who was seeming to experience pain. I go to her and ask her tell me what's wrong. She tells me that they are taking her and that the people on her job are holding her down. She then tries to tell me that she is being taken away and visibly her mental state grew worse.

I become lucid and tried to get over the rail to approach her and free her from what ever force was trying to take her. But as I got over the rail I lose my lucidity.

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At a magical realm, where I am part of the nobility of a kingdom and I am also like Wonder Woman. We are invaded by hords of barbarians. When they strike, I am outside the fortress city with the peasants that care for the lands. Some of my warrior friends manage their way back, but I am shut down outside. I get some Japanese swords to fight, but the invaders are just too many. I realize I can't survive a fight with them all, so I opt out to dwell in the underground maze of artisans shops and their homes because there is a way to access the fortress through some underground tunnels that connect with this place.

I'm in some kind of village, surrounded by high walls. There was no way out of the village. I was trapped in there with my last surviving grandfather, who was evil and was keeping me there. I tried to sneak out of the village somehow, and tried to hide from him. But I ran into him anyway. He came towards me, saying that I was coming with him. I got really pissed off, and wanted to defend myself by hitting him in the face. I was so pissed off, I woke up instantly. I smashed my real-life fist into my nightstand, which hurt.

I turned into some kind of small creature, and navigated a miniature village while a girl watched me. I noticed I had many small legs, like an insect. Then I saw the houses of the village were full of giant spider webs. I realized in horror that this village was populated entirely by giant (to my miniature standards) spiders. I noped out so hard, I woke up.

I'm in a location I can't describe. A library? City streets? Both somehow? There's a long line of rubberbands (?) stretching out as far as the eye can see. I excitedly tell another character that this MUST mean the world runs on some kind of algorithm, as no one could possibly have placed THIS many rubberbands. Either it's a simulation, or it's a dream.

I'm on the Moon. Then I'm on Mars. I somehow end up inside a crater. I want to get out. I realize gravity is lower on Mars than Earth, and this should make flying easier. I jump up, and manage to fly out. I see the Mars surface. It still looks barren, but there's some plantlife here and there and I can breathe. There's another scene where I'm on the surface of Mars with a bunch of other characters, sitting on a chair. Other people are sitting in chairs next to me. We're in a long line. Most of them have some kind of superpower. An attractive blonde walks by, and sits down in a chair opposite of us. Suddenly, she's only a silhouette. I figure she's a shapeshifter. She turned into an older guy a bit later. Anyway... I end up flying off and just soaring over the Martian surface. Below me, the barren wasteland is full of people. I pondered about how this is the future of humanity. I thought it was odd. I always thought that in the future we'd all be cyborgs, not mutants. I flew some more, at one point coming close to hitting some tree branches. I figured because this is a dream, I couldn't get hurt. I saw a large building and decided to put this to the test. I flew straight towards it at top speed, and flew straight through the walls. All the way through the building.

I'm with my mother. We enter a strange kind of facility. Maybe military. I know where to go, somehow. We get into a white elevator (industrial-looking) and go down. Then we enter what looks like a missile silo retrofitted into a lab. Scientists are working on a bomb. Some kind of nuke. They needed our help to complete the work. At some I was concerned with how much radiation I was absorbing.

I was in some kind of café. There was this guy. Tall, big guy. He had a massive revolver. He shot me in the neck. I thought I was screwed, but then I noticed I wasn't really hurt and there was only a tiny scratch. I suddenly had such a weapon too. I aimed and tried to shoot. As so often happens in my dreams, I struggled to pull the trigger. It did go off eventually, and the bad guy fled the café. Someone congratulated me for resolving the situation. I didn't want to hear it, as I was bummed out the bad guy survived and escaped.

Had about 2 hours of insomnia around 4am. Finally got back to sleep with some relaxation techniques. Some vivid dreams but recall poor from the bad sleep

+(f) I am wearing some spiffy leather shoes. I'm looking at them, they're a bit dirty, I will need to clean them. Activity taking place outdoors mostly with some unknown people

+ I walk by a counter where they're selling food. Seafood mostly. There is some avacado/guacamole?, and some shrimp thing dishes. I try some of the avocado/shrimp?

+ It's my house. It was a party. In a large open atrium. There are tons of deserts on the counter, but I'm looking for my strudel which I was saving. I see a man and I know he ate it. "DID YOU EAT MY STRUDEL!?!? " I shout at him. "I WAS SAVING THAT!"

+ [Perhaps a continuation of the strudel party.] I enter the bathroom which is a separate room. It is a long rectangular room. I need to go #2. There are a series of holes set into a platform in the middle of the room. I pull down my pants and squat over the hole and begin, when I notice that the room has an entirely open/transparent wall and the very large group of people in the atrium party room and sniggering and pointing and laughing at me. I'm mortified, and I jump down from the platform on the far side away from the group of people. I sort of curl up into a ball lying on my side and hope nobody sees me. The people start walking up to and through the bathroom and continue on, not paying me much attention any more.

I am in a room with Melissa, Alex, and their aunt Janet. The room seems large, dim, and empty. The walls look black. Despite this description, it doesn’t really convey any negative emotion. The three of them are huddled around, each holding some type of nozzle. Alex tells me to hurry and come over; he’s also counting down from 3. I hesitate, but go over in just enough time. I am handed a tube with a white, square nozzle. Everyone has one and starts drinking from theirs. I start drinking (the liquid seems to come out of one of the corners), and it is red wine. I realize they’re chugging a wine cooler (I see the box that the bag’s in). I’d rather have a glass, but go along with it. I don’t drink a ton though, as I have no desire to get drunk. Janet doesn’t stop for quite some time.

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With a friend, we are going to denounce some corruption in the police. There is a conspiracy and they do what they can to stop us. A traffic policewoman doesn't want to let us drive away in our car, we understand she is looking for reasons to detain us, so we run away. We are followed, we split. I enter the internal affairs or something like it and I meet the detective that already is expecting us. I sign a letter with my testimony. Even in there he has to do some tricks to protect the statement and the evidences from corrupt colleagues.

With some boys, having some classes on metallurgy, learning to make some instruments and later applying to some competition.

With mom, arriving to a house at the very edge of the woods. We spot 5 kids coming out of the house, all fired up over something. They get on a boat at a nearby peer and we keep watching their journey as if watching a movie. They sail the sea and face sea monsters and are almost swallowed by a whale. They end up on the shore of some dream island and welcomed by some Greek goddess. People live there in peace, away from the human world, protected by this magical monsters that live around and in the island.

I go down to the beach and meet these amazing black shiny horses that jump on the ocean and they swim to the shores of the idyllic island. I follow them there. Nothing happens on the way. Once on land, I learn the island is full of wild animal spirits. The population here stays indoors after sunset and keeps the fire burning for protection, because the evil spirits attack at night. But the fire extinguishes and we are attacked by a spirit in the form of a black puma. When he is about to attack me, he stops but still hurts me with its claws. Wants me to follow him to his cave. Zilla is there to and tries to hit him with something, so I can run. I don't want to hurt the puma, so I use the chance to escape and he gives up and goes away. Later, a demonic boar is attacking a lady and I also have to beat it until the spirit leaves.

earlier:
+ flying, high def, from C park (slide/garden/tennis) down to flats, very crisp visuals. Down below, I enter some building and interact with some people

+ in a club? With other young people. We set up something like a room humidifier but filled with vodka. The fumes are making me drunk. I feel my head throbbing in a rhythmic manner and think I'm drunk

later:
+ on the shores of a beautiful mountain lake like Tahoe. Looking out into the late I see a massive tidal wave heading in to shore. It's 20-100 feet high, it's going to swallow us. Looking up at the shore, I know I need to get to high ground but think I may not make it. As I'm running up to higher ground, I think if the wave hits we will be tossed around and may not have the ability to swim to the surface to breathe. After the wave hits and subsides (didn't dream this part), I'm looking for my keys on the wet ground which have all been separated from the keychain. I'm searching with JT from company "3" also. I'm picking up my keys from the black, wet earth, we keep finding more. Some are mine, some are his.

+ Walking (driving?) along a magical seashore. Between the hills I see the water appear, it is luminous, lit from within and undulating, very beautiful. I'm with a woman (L?) and I point and say "there it is!". I know the water is salty. Continuing around a bend in the road to the right, my sight directed to the ocean and rock formations. There are transparent caverns, it is really beautiful. We have come here specifically to see this place. I'm walking around with some man, he has a cell phone, and we meet my woman companion and we "trade off" so that I will be with her. Something else about his phone.

+ In a sort of outdoor quarry, I'm having a technical disagreement with another one of our groups. They want to do the core system in "C" and I'm arguing for C++. It's just such a pain to do things in plain C, global variable collisions, no convenient re-use.

last month didn't have very much dreams.

Jamie Dreams:

In one dream she is saying to me: I can't believe you know what I dream about.

in another, we are in a bedroom just talking.

In one dream, we are at my house playing fortnite and my controller randomly logs out. I try to sign in and load the game but there are too many options in the menu which I endlessly scroll through. When I find the right option I wake up.

In another flash, we are at a supermarket and we find christmas books of chocolates and start eating them without paying.

In a dream some weeks later We are in the dark tower universe. More like we are in a setting from The Stand. It's new York and everyone is dead and rotting. The smell is horrible and we are walking among them. We wind up on a balconey way up and start smoking. Jamie is telling me, "I've been thinking of contacting you, but when I take it seriously, I get stressed out and smoke too much.

In one dream I feind Jamie in her house at night but tied up in a dark closet. I untie her and she thanks me. Then says something like, "I'll treat anyone who rescues me, I might kiss them, or more." she looks at me and I just get nervous.

Some weeks go by with no recall. I have some random dreams of flying but not lucid.

In one night I had one dream of being at Jamie's house but she wasn't into talkingto me and it didn't seem like I was there. Then later we are in a dream of being in fortnite, weare hiding in a build but she is smiling at me. she also tells me she hates this game.

Last week just remember being in my inner world. Apperently Jamie had just left abruptly for no reason. Asuka and data seem concerned about her.

The dreams of her are tapering off, maybe due to boredom on her part or cinflicting feelings. I also had lots of uninteresting non lucids I can't recall much details of.

earlier:
+ outside, looking at trees with L, we want to cut some for wood. The trees we're inspecting are really tall and I'm conerned that we won't be able to manage them when the fall and they'll cause a lot of damage. I'm looking at a very large fallen tree and thinking about sawing some sections of it into billets, but it is partly rotten and I'm wondering if the quality of the wood is good enough.

+ in an office space, walking around, I want to surprise people by (turning into a bird and flying around), but some guy brings in a remote-controlled bird toy and steals my thunder. Looking at a table with young employees sitting all together in front of computers. Some new girls are assigned to this table, I want to be assigned there too as one is quite pretty. They sit down on the far side and I think the guy across from the pretty girl is really lucky, he just has to look up from his screen to see her and can watch her all day long.

There were more dreams but forgot

later:

+ I'm sitting in some public facility (restaurant?) with a friend to my left. Standing in front of me is a sort of attractive young woman with really large puffy lips covered in lipstick. She's talking a lot and very quickly. I understand all the individual words she's saying but I can't grasp the overall coherent idea. I'm fascinated by her lips and am just watching her face and lips move while she talks. She eventually gets frustrated with me and leaves, off to my left and behind me. I call out after her that I'm listening and very interested in what she's saying.

+ I arrive home (false) and am instantly dismayed that I didn't close up before leaving. I see my laptop(s) are still outside on a table and that the door is open to the house. I take a quick look around and am astonished and relieved that apparently nothing has been taken -- I suppose that by chance nobody walked by and noticed the open home and items left unattended. The home is like an apartment in a building with patios/bungalos.

Spoiler for sexy content:

Later, I'm in the pool. Some girls arrive and I watch, amazed, as they strip naked and get in the pool, I'm checking them out.
Some guys arrive and they're naked too. I'm watching the girls and guys interact. There is a woman dressed talking on the phone nearby and I think she is related to the swimmers. One of the girls says she wants (someone?) to keep on peeing on her in the pool because it's warm

I was home and suddenly I hear my dad calling. I know this can't be because irl he just left for work. I realize this is a dream. I go to him and he just wants me to help my mom hang the laundry. Afterwards, I spot him sitting in a couch and ask him where he's from. "May, July 13, 11", he says. I say that he isn't my that because he shouldn't be here and that answer is ridiculous. Turns out it was Bowser in disguise. After some weird stuff I don't really remember I decide that I want to fly, using a broom, like one of the previous TotM. I am slightly successful and I wake up.

I dozed off in a chair in the living room this morning and my grandma was talking to my daughter in another chair. I think her voice kept me aware as I drifted off, and I was able to slowly get up out of my body.
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I stand up and look at my grandma and daughter and think of the totm to ask where someone is from. I almost ask one of them but decide to move on. I walk very slowly towards the door. The air feels thick and filled with static electricity. I get sucked back into my physical body a few times before eventually making it to the glass door. My grandma squishes in front of me and opens it for me. I move awkwardly out into the sunlight.

The landscape is enormous and clear of trees, allowing me a breathtaking view of rolling hills. There is a short tower or two that remind me of fire-watch towers. I walk out a little more and look around. I see my grandpa walking towards the end of the house wearing a really big bright red cowboy hat, the rest of his outfit morphing rapidly. I use intent, expectation and belief to will myself to zoom towards him, but he disappears around the edge before I can get there. I turn the corner and look where he has gone, now flying.

It looks like the back of a stock yard. Bare dusty dirt flanks wooden plank walls and random sections of metal corral fence are standing around in various configurations. I see the entity, no longer my grandpa, disappear around a pile of equipment. I zoom down there. The person keeps morphing and running away as I follow them around trying to catch up. They change into a fantasy-style warrior woman with a long curved sword and she stops to practice her swordsmanship, doing a series of complicated moves. I am able to catch up to her and she lunges at me from the inside of a large corral.

She tries to stab me with a long spear and I grab hold of it. She then tries to slash at me with her sidearm which is a short sword and I grab her wrist. She gets a desperate, fearful look on her face. I tell her to calm down and that I only want to ask her a nice simple question. My voice has no sound, like the rest of the dream so far. I can still vaguely hear my grandma's and daughter's voices in the waking world. I trust that the woman can hear me anyway and that it's just me who has a disconnect from the sound of the dream.

The woman calms down enough to look me in the face and I ask her where she is from. She yells something silently and I try to watch her lips and discern what she is saying. It looks like maybe she is saying "España!!" But I can't be sure. It didn't feel like a solid enough answer to me.

I get distracted for a bit and end up back in my waking body. I WILD back out and exit to the front porch in much the same way as before. This time my grandpa is there with about four other men. Two of them are yelling at each other, which I can't hear, and grabbing each other, almost throwing punches. I approach one of them and try to ask where he's from but he's too distracted by his fight.

I follow the group about a hundred yards out onto the grass where we encounter some brown elephant-sized cow-like creatures which are standing around placidly. I approach a large beefy man with two heads. His eyes are bright orange-red and his heads slowly merge back into one. His faces, now his face, look very much like John Goodman, and he has shoulder length messy light-brown hair and an outfit of tattered olive green cloth. I ask where he's from and he yells an incoherent silent answer, so I ask him to write it down. I offer him a pen which has manifested immediately and a notepad that was harder to conjure and keeps trying to become my phone.

He runs screaming into the soft side of one of the animals and I follow him, still holding pen & pad and trying to regain his attention. He is now very different in appearance. He's still beefy, but his face no longer resembles John Goodman, he looks clean, has short, slick black hair and wears a full pin-striped suit with a matching fedora. He turns to me roughly and takes the pen & pad. He starts by making dots and scribbles, using exaggerated movements. He keeps going and I eventually just take the pad back. As I look at it the words change extremely quickly. I blink my eyes and focus until I can see that they say "tu errryyghrregh". I immediately return to my body and struggle to wake up fully, almost making a false journal on my phone before succeeding.
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This silent dream state is new to me. I've never had that happen where I'm fully in a dream except for my hearing, which is still attuned to the waking world. After waking, my grandma said something to me that confirmed that what I had heard her say while I was in the dream was actually said in the waking world. Crazy.. Also I'm really pumped at how well I was able to exit my body. It's been a long time, so I'm glad my previous years of experience still held up. Confidence is key.