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Date of Dream: TUE 20 NOV - 2018



Dream No. 487 - He's Resting In Peace

This was a very quick dream. I remember that as I was falling asleep, I would notice occasional white flashes. To the actual dream now, there was no sound, only sight. This dream played in third person mode. The scene took place in what seemed to be the base of the Heavens, on a hard cloud that living beings could stand on. The camera angle was from the side as it showed me on the far end and 18-Volt in his WarioWare Gold appearance, standing next to me. At the furthest end of the cloud was my mum’s deceased uncle Peter hovering holographically as he spoke to me but also took notice of 18-Volt. He looked completely contempt and happy with the environment he was in, suggesting that he was most certainly resting in peace. Peter's appearance was also completely accurate to how the family remembers him from real life. The scene went quickly and I soon woke up.



Dream No. 487
Dream Guide: 18-Volt
Lucid?: No



The occurrence of this dream is interesting and is rather prompt. My mum's uncle passed away on SUN 20 NOV - 2011 at 5:00 AM (AEDT), so TUE 20 NOV - 2018 is his 7 year death anniversary. On the 19th, mum and I went to visit the remaining family in Geelong, no correlation to the death anniversary though, we just wanted to go because we haven't been in a while. Peter was mentioned in conversation though and I said to them, "If I hear anything from him, I'll let you know". On the morning of the 20th, I had a WBTB in which I used the time to "speak to 18-Volt" (one of my reinforcement techniques). I told him that it was Peter's death anniversary today and also a little bit about who he was. I then asked 18-Volt if he could accompany me to see Peter and check in on him. I specifically asked him to be a mediator so that unauthorised deceased spirits wouldn't be able to cause havoc upon me. I finally said that I would allow a week for the task to be done as I wouldn't expect a dream to incubate straight away... SubC. proved me wrong.

It's after doing the general, non-lucid WBTB with 18-Volt that the dream occurred (after 9:15 AM) and rather than just seeing normal black after having my eyes shut for a while, there were also the white line flashes. It seems like the dream had gotten straight to the point and there was no nonsense in it; it was quick but vivid. I'm absolutely amazed how it occurred immediately as well as being successfully on the day of the death anniversary.

As mentioned in the recap, the only sense that seemed to be at play in the dream was sight. The dream had acknowledged my request for 18-Volt to be with me as that's the first thing the dream camera showed from the third person angle. He wasn't standing more to the front or the back, so he wasn't dominating or receding; he was right next to me, which to me, shows a united effort or a united bond and the feeling of "we're in this this together". There was some space in-between us though which suggests the sense of our own, individual identity and that despite the bond, we are still two different beings.

Whereas me and 18-Volt were standing on the ground in physical form, Peter was floating as a ghost. This shows the difference that I am from the land of the living and 18-Volt takes my side from thought. On the other hand, Peter has come from the land of the deceased and is now most definitely a spirit. It was just the three of us in this scene, there was no one else or nothing else that could cause any potential harm or distraction. In the position that Peter was floating in, it suggests to me that he has descended from the higher "souls of the deceased allowed only" part of Heaven to meet me and 18-Volt in a secret, uniform, public space designated to these kinds of interactions.

I find it absolutely heartwarming that Peter also seemed to acknowledge 18-Volt's presence as he would actually sometimes turn his gaze towards 18-Volt and move his mouth and gesture at him (remember, the dream only used sight, no sound). The task was recognised though as I was the main one that Peter interacted with. How Peter interacted and behaved in this dream tells me that he is completely satisfied with where he is and that he didn't have any particular messages for me to pass onto my family. The dream scene was very quick overall which maybe does suggest that Peter much prefers to rest and this was more like a reassurance thing so that I could indeed tell everyone that he was/is fine.

Date of Dream: SUN 18 NOV - 2018



Dream No. 486 - Separated Sections

Dream 486 A - Trapped In School
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, my mum was in the car, driving me down one of the main roads. She said to me that she didn’t like how I was doing nothing at home all day, especially that I should be reading more. So, without my knowledge, she had enrolled me back into primary school (we seemed to call it “elementary – USA” school in this dream, so that’s what I will refer to it as).

As we got further and further on the drive, I actually felt somewhat angry at my mum for doing this. On High Street Road, I saw Dreamy WB up ahead, floating above the middle nature-strip in her Oktoberfest outfit. As soon as the car got close enough, I noticed her energy pulling the car in towards her (my mum couldn’t control the car anymore) and ending it up in a halt. When I got out, Dreamy WB gave me a pleasant smile but then I soon realised that she wasn’t the one who was going to help me.

She pointed behind me and so I turned around, noticing the dream guide that was actually going to be with me for the rest of the dream. The guy smiles himself and he fully, formally introduces himself, having an extremely warm vibe, making me feel comfortable with him immediately. He said he had an African appearance but he looked more like he would have been from Bangladesh or some similar location. He told me that his name was Parenthi, he was African, and that he was 60 years old. I then said to him “Ah, so if you had a real life counterpart, then he would be 30”. Dreamy WB then allowed my mum to head off again, with the addition of Parenthi invisibly sticking to me.

My recall is messy for the actual school scene. I walked around and I thought to myself, “who’s supposed to be my teacher?” as there was no formal introduction for me, I just landed myself on the school grounds apparently. One lady comes out of one of the classrooms and says that she is happy to have me in her class. I forgot what I said to her but she said it would be okay if I came in a few minutes and I got the impression that she was going to be a really good teacher and that I was really going to get along with her. I forgot what I did on the campus yards.

Later on, when I had finally entered the classroom, the teacher told me sit on one of the desks and then she started yelling at me. She said something about recess and wasting my time, once again, I have forgotten the whole conversation but now I perceived an extremely bad vibe from her. I then thought to myself, “Hang on a minute, when I started here, I was promised good things and now they have me trapped. I’ve got to get out of here”.

When the opportunity arose, I got up and ran out of the classroom. A couple of seconds later and the teacher realised, giving chase. I headed down the main footpath and towards the oval. Running across the grass now, I started calling out “Parenthi!”, although I realised it was getting harder and harder to do so each time”. Thank goodness he actually heard me. As I got to the middle of the oval, Parenthi faded into view, hovering in front of the childrens’ crossing and was waiting for me to come to him.

The teacher must have now realised what was going on as when I was just about to be in Parenthi’s reach, she opened her hand and I could actually see a holographic chain of energy, forcing me back towards her. No matter how fast I ran, it was hard to resist the chain and so I was pulled back. Just before the teacher could have her hands on me, the dream ended.

Dream 486 B - Unhappy Grandma
I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, weirdly, the whole scene took place in my parents’ ensuite of our old house. My grandma from my dad’s side was mentioning how she didn’t like the fact that me and family weren’t visiting her enough. She did mention something about calling my dad. She was writing things down on a whiteboard but rather than to call my dad, she wrote “Call Parenthi”… So in the subsequent dream, Parenthi was still responsible for me? That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream 486 A
Dream Guide: Dreamy WB & Parenthi
Lucid?: No

Dream 486 B
Dream Guide: Parenthi
Lucid?: No



The way that Dreamy WB had introduced me to Parenthi seems like she may have been in some kind of relationship with him as she gained a slightly cheeky grin at the end of her smile. The only possibilities that I can think of for Parenthi is an older brother that doesn't exist for WB in real life, or Dreamy WB could've gained a boyfriend.

When Parenthi told me he was 60 and I said, "then your real life counterpart must be 30"; this was referring to a principle I had created that if the dream guide has a real life counterpart, then the dream guide is double the age of the counterpart although their appearance is the same. It's amazing how Dream 486 A spontaneously addressed this.

I got lucid tonight, using my new induction technique!!!
Last time I got lucid, I kinda joltet my self into a false awakening. It worked last time, but I couldn't remember the dream before I got lucid. Well tonight I do!! I went to sleep with the intention of recognizing the feeling I have BEFORE I wake up, and then force a false awakening.

I had a dream where I was fighting with my wife. I ended up going to sleep. The dream started at a party (goth themed apparently..) after the party on my way home, I was walking through a random neighborhood. I remembered I had to be ready for the waking up feeling, since this was a dream. I recognized the dream feeling and BAM, I got lucid. I Raced for good measure, and sure enough I was in a dream. I wanted to do something weird, Soni tried spewing fire. I couldn't do it.... Ohh well. I remembered I wanted to try some physical training in my dreams. So I tried doing fibgerstrenght training (for rock climbing). The gravity was not normal, so I couldn't even hang from my fingertips.... Well I tried. I tried jumping, shooting webs and running. Everything was super hard, since the gravity weird.. I woke up after, what seemed like a couple of minutes.

My intensions ledr to me actually becoming lucid. So my induction technique kinda worked? Buuuuttttt.... I'm back to working with the gravity and basic dream control shit.... I'll get the....

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

Looking to attend my guru's teachings. Not sure if I will see him, because I just dropped by and was not invited, so I decide to explore the place a little bit and see if I encounter him by chance. I risk going through an area I am not supposed to enter. I come across a few monks and lamas on a hallway and before they see me, I go down a flight of stairs that lead me to a sort of chamber where some people are seated waiting for an audience with my teacher. Nobody sees me as I hide under a table covered in a cloth. At the opposite side of this room there is an opening to outside and I spot my teacher arriving with a group of people. I am watching through a gap in the cloth and I notice that although he is talking with the people on his group, his eyes are looking in my direction and I know that he knows that I am hiding there. I feel there is no need to keep hiding, so I come out and join the other people in sitting on the floor in front of a low wooden stage. My teacher comes to talk to people but he chooses to sit on directly on the floor of the stage, right in front of me. Since his eyes locked with mine, he hasn't let go and I feel as if he is inside me. I feel dizzier as he comes closer, so close I stop feeling there's a separation between us. I become sort of lucid, not exactly, it is more like a small enlightenment. I feel so light that a breeze pushes me through the ground and slowly it elevates me in the air, seated in half-lotus position. I just go with the wind, I cross walls and tree trunks and rise up in the air. I rise and rise until I am in outer space, surrounded by darkness with the dim lights of the stars shining far away. Then I go across the fabric of the universe itself, until all shapes and forms start to disappear one by one. All of my memories fade like 2D pictures dissolving in a black background. I let go all of them. But then I panic. I don't want to lose my teacher's memory. I hold on to his memory. And as I do it, a faint vision of a table and a chair become stronger in front of me and I grab the chair and sit, to stabilize this reference. I grab the table and try to recall familiar things. Then from the table, embedded in it, a dark male figure rises, kinda demonic, but I feel it is also the help I need to go back. He wants to know what I want. I state clearly that I have to go back to my teacher, no matter the time or place, just meeting him again.
He says no way, that's gone, now I am stuck here forever in this limbo. But I insist on coming back to my teacher. I recall the time I last saw him, but any other time and space will do. He gets mad and disappears. Around me a scenario of an office starts to take shape. I get up and walk around until I find a couple ladies at a booth, like a ticket booth at a train station and they ask me my destination. They ask date and exact hour. I don't know. I feel a bit confused. They yell there is no time for hesitations. Only a few seconds for the time to be set. I could see in a screen random numbers starting to form a date and I shout my actual birth date and as I am saying the hours, I am already feeling a pull and I am thrown back on planet earth. As I approach I see the clouds, rocks, majestic ocean waves, buildings and people and I feel an intense happiness that I will be meeting my teacher again.

Non-lucid – Notes – lucid – Interpretation – wake/dream visuals/visions

2018-11-18 The first of the four dreams occurred during the night, in response/preparation to our dream workshop during the evening and the interpretation round this morning. They occurred in the wake of an Ayahuasca ceremony which took place on the Friday, which for me were heavily themed around (A) the practice of acting/doing what I felt like, risking to provoke and loose standing from my friends and (B) learning to see under and past the emotional pain – that is not staring myself blind at the stuff that is troubling me, without ignoring it either, but allowing myself to see the broader picture.

Dream 1: Sexual fantasy turns to voice from beyond, which culminates in a brutal murder and forgiveness of inner children.

I am lying in the ceremony room, where a couple of us have gone to bed. Nala and I are starting to make out and she starts inviting to sex. I am thrilled, yet I don’t quite do anything about it. Eventually she calls out to Mads something along the lines “Mads I am trying to have sex with Dennis, but he doesn’t really seem to want to go along.” I quickly respond “Yes, Yes I do” and then we start having sex, she guiding me inside her.
The dream then changes. Now there is some darkness and a female voice is calling out to me: “This is karmic, I will meet you in the summer.” I think to myself this pertains to a soulmate or girlfriend to come and I pull her out of the shadows, so that now I am staring at a doll face, that doesn’t seem to have any real facial features except the contours of the doll face and some long blonde hair. I ask her if she can provide additional details of herself, at which point I look at the doll face and see that her cheeks round up a bit. Other than that nothing else happens.
I then parcour jump down into the basement, meant for parking cars. There I meet two boys, one is about 4-5 years old another is maybe 7-9. The young boy tells the older “This is where you did me wrong (or: this is where you annihilated me)”. The older doesn’t seem to quite understand, but then the story continues.
Then a 12-13 year old guy appears – there is no question that he is a bully and he is much bigger, both taller, more muscular and fatter, he has a distinctly malicious energy about his person - while the two aforementioned remain hidden down behind a corner. The big guys is there to bully and the 7-9 year old then pushes the smaller one out from behind the corner, he seems to blush and turn red around the cheeks while doing so.
As the youngest run out the Bully picks him up. As he picks him up he turns into a small baby of 6 months or maybe even smaller as in still a fetus. As soon as he has picked him up he walks over to a railing and slams the head of the youngest down into this railing. Killing him.
The youngest looks like a doll and I say something along the lines of “Ah it was a doll”. However then the scenario shifts about and from above the doll is seen lying on the ground, and it is clear that the Bully has killed the youngest fetus/6months old cold blooded.
The 7-9 year old is devastated and I am now back in my body and participating in my dream. It is clear to me that my reason for being there is that I must forgive the 7-9 year old, that is the karmic stuff the woman was talking about. I sit down with the guy and we both cry like babies.
I don’t think I have ever been so wrecked by guilt, disgust, anger, sorrow and empathy for the guy. It is difficult containing all these ambivalent feelings and focus on forgiving him, yet this is what I sit down with him and do.
Dream Ends.

Dream 2: Walking through a fairgrounds in the rain.

I am outside in a fairgrounds of some description. The atmosphere is holiday-like and I am walking around by myself, though there are many people around. I am walking past playful attractions, like a bouncy castle where I wonder if it is OK I am wearing shoes. I also walk past loads of food outlets – notably fastfood ones, like Sunset Boulevard and McDonald’s – and contemplate buying food, though I don’t in the end.
It starts raining, severely. I get drenched in my brown Polo shirt, which I received from a friend of mine about 15-20 years ago. I wonder to myself how I will manage being all drenched and I take off my shoes and find that they are completely soaked in and filled with water as well.
Dream Ends:

Interlude: Before going into the dreams that followed later this day it is worth while noting a few events that transpired. The reason being that heavy emphasis was placed on sharing and interpreting these above dreams before the following 2 occurred. Thus the following two dreams can be both expressions of the same primarily activated themes, but also responses to the interpretations that were carried out.

So I interpreted the first dream as essentially carrying a theme, which is best summarised as the relationship between various inner children. The narrative transformations provide some indications as to what the theme is about, I think.
The dream starts out as a sexual fantasy – which is both day residue, as we fell asleep together and both of us apparently experienced fear and confusion as to what the connection was all about, as well as a pinpointing of a challenge I experience in intimate relations (the fear of reaching out, making the first move and committing to expose myself through expressing desire and attraction) – that then transforms to a karmic message “This is about karma, I will meet you in the summer”, which is a dialogue with a “faceless” woman (which carries on a theme of recent where a veiled woman has made herself known, as well a running into “the guy who wants to remain hidden” on the same night in a different dream), which then leads to a display of the killing of the youngest child (4-5 years old, turns into 6 months/fetus) through the brutal action of the 12-13 year old, but guided by the 7-9 year old.
The intense emotionality, the supernatural aspects as well as the residual impact leads me to suspect this as a prospective dream, indicating that a dawning realisation of the interrelation between various “sub-programmes”. I suspect this is related to the connection between my fear of intimacy (which was prevalent with Nala) and my fear of promoting myself.
The reason I suspect this was that when I was discussing some of the potential meanings of these boys of various ages with Mads on the way back from the weekend the 12 year old reminded me of a time when I had a crush on a girl from my class (Djana), though I never really dared to admit it. I could admit it to myself, but I was afraid of admitting to it publicly, which has been a recurring story ever since. This theme of public displays of affection was actually activated as an element of conscious reflection during the breakfast, where I engaged with Nala in an intimate fashion.
So it is as if at least 3 of these 4 inner children are known to me. (1) Fetus//6 months old – pertaining to being abandoned (in the womb through smoking, alcohol consumption and potentially a polluted motivation of wanting to keep a hold on my dad, indicating a dysfunctional relation already then and the traumatic experience at 1,5 months old that I have talked to my mother about) (2) the 4-5 year old (The memory of getting punished for reaching out for food, being shamed and made wrong, as confirmed by my cousin who was in the memory) (3) the 12-14 year old (associated with being afraid to publicly commit to attraction and already at this point in time experiencing difficulty in expressing sexual desire or making the first moves. The 4th (the 7-8 year old) is so far unknown to me (it is the period of my life where I first discovered computer gaming, is the first that springs to mind).
In any case the notion around Djana becomes present in one of the following dreams.

Dream 3: How can one loose a space ship, well apparently it is because we forget how to look at the stars at night.

There is a vista of a city skyline in bright sunlight. I am overlooking this from the water, a river I think. Then a portal opens and a version of the starship Enterprise appears. Then another and another I think of up to 6 or 7 appear. They are all slightly different, with different details around particular the engines, but it is important and it is made known to me that these differences matter, as it is a proof that I am not “just seeing things”.
Then an alarm is sounded, or it is made known that we have lost a starship. There is a meeting of various generals from all over the world. Then a question is posed “How is it even spotted when it is hanging out there in the outskirts of the solar system in the darkness?” and an immediate, but also embarrassing answer (because it is so obvious) is posed. “Our allies (a different species) can walk in space and so can easily see spaceships in the darkness”. Then the Iranian general walks out to observe the stars and train his vision, but also do something of some description to retrieve the starship.
Dream Ends:

Dream 4: At a party, going home early to meet Djana, but is instead greeted by 6-7 aliens looking for Hude Dant – which I recognise as an obvious allusion to Hugh Grant.

I am out partying with my friends. I decide to rather quickly return home and here I hope that I will find Djana at home. When I return I notice a small car parking on the other side of the road. It is driven by a woman – who is sitting in shadows and whom I have an awkward feeling about – we have a history and she is somehow connected to picking up Djana or someone else. I walk in and am pleased to find that the doors are open and that there is a light on. I walk in and down to the basement, but can’t find Djana. Instead I find my laptop lying on the sofa.
Then a whole bunch of people walk in. I immediately know that they are aliens disguised as humans and that they are somehow connected with the previous spaceships (though I have no explicit memory of the previous dream, in this dream). There are 3-5 of them in the room and they are looking for Hude (or Lube) Dant, but I also know that this is a poor way to cover up that they are looking for Hugh Grant.
There is a scenario shift to a driving car with 2 aliens in it, where one has disguised itself as a Dane and another as a Swede. There is a statement that I should keep away from Copenhagen and that there is something funny about this disguised Dane speaking Danish. It is all connected to a greater mission of sorts.
Dream Ends:

Non-lucid – Notes – lucid – Interpretation – wake/dream visuals/visions

Morning of November 19, 2018. Monday.

Dream #: 18,963-04 and # 18,963-05. Reading time: 42 sec. Readability score: 52.



Having fallen asleep briefly while sitting on our couch, there is the usual natural melatonin trope of the illusory sound of splashing water. Someone unknown had thrown a hardcover book, and it breaks the surface of a pond. This autosymbolic event is a lifelong recurring process that encodes my liminal acknowledgment that the wakefulness required for the reading of a book is usually no longer present when sleeping.

Later, while lying in our bed, an additional melatonin trope is present, this time as an upside-down surface of a water body about three feet above me (atypical). A whirlpool (vestibular nexus) forms. At the same time, I hear the sound of a helicopter rotor, though it is very soft and pleasant. It is as if a whirlpool and a helicopter rotor (without the helicopter present in this case) are the same. A hummingbird flies down from out of the “whirlpool” and cheerfully says “hi” in a young feminine voice (water nymph as shapeshifter) but as if the formant is a band higher. I am very amused by this brief encounter.

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Morning of November 18, 2018. Sunday.

Dream #: 18,962-02. Reading time: 2 min 42 sec. Readability score: 53.



One would think that after over fifty years, the same dreaming and waking processes in the same order and with the same foundational autosymbolism would trigger more viable threads of conscious self identity and recognition beyond subliminal RAS mediation than what occurs at certain stages of the sleep cycle. In this particular case though, my subliminal recognition of the dream state resulted in me resetting it, as had often happened before. My dream was mainly from the influence of a movie, “What Ever Happened to Aunt Alice?” (1969), that Zsuzsanna and I watched last night, despite it being of the typical transition through the nexus, which in this case, is a supposedly hidden room rather than, for example, a porch.

The focus revolves around someone I had supposedly killed, a younger male, possibly accidentally. (The backstory, again based on the movie, is unclear). The urban location is unfamiliar and unknown. The person’s remains are under a commercial business building near a corner. I had somehow done this even though I was not involved in the construction of the building. The Sleeper (the “dead” person) transmutes into a cheerful emerging consciousness simulacrum in the last scene before the offset dream, without my dream self finding it unusual.

There are many typical scenes of evading the authorities, one of them (the preconscious simulacrum) in particular. The emerging consciousness travels with me after someone finds their remains. The building is already being taken down during this time. (In the movie, the remains were under pine trees.) He (the activated Sleeper aka previously “killed” character) helps me find a secret panel in the wall of a nearby building, in a hall. I first try to phase into the wall (as with many past dreams in subliminal, liminal, and lucid manipulation of the dream state). Instead, a panel opens, and we step into a supposedly hidden area. I reason that going deeper into the area will result in us being less likely to be found as well as being farther from the entrance point (the same “logic” as in hundreds of previous dreams of the same type). (This scenario, naturally becoming the most vivid segment of my dream, replaces the typical porch-as-nexus event, in correlation with enigmatic space as the association between dreaming and waking. It includes “puzzles,” associations with detectives, ambiguity relating to where my real physical body is, and so on. Of course, it is not possible to “hide” from the natural preconscious transition.)

However, upon walking into another area, the avatar tells me that “this is his office,” meaning the office of the police sergeant that had been after me. I notice how it looks like an ordinary office and is not hidden from public access on one side, finding it annoying that there is not much prospect for a genuinely hidden room. The police sergeant eventually comes in. I reset my dream, and it becomes a scenario where the police sergeant is the one responsible for the “death.” He is supposedly a vampire, which I tell a few people - and I have film footage to prove it.

I then liminally reset my dream into an offset scenario of the typical vestibular system correlation process. I am helping someone, though only at times, who is in a wheelchair, as we descend an unlikely staircase built of various big stones in an outdoor rural area adjacent to a mountain. (In other cases, I am consciously aware of using this process to sustain or vivify a dream.) We have a little trouble, but we cheerfully descend several steps without incident, even though some of them are two to three feet high. He seems to find it amusing and mostly maneuvers his wheelchair on his own. There is no preconscious simulacrum at this point, only the emerging consciousness (as the otherwise typical vestibular system avatar) in the wheelchair. (This stems from both “What Ever Happened to Aunt Alice?” and the new “The Flash” television series, where characters are in wheelchairs without needing to be as a part of their “disguise.”)

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Ok.... So it's been a week or two since I wrote my last lucid dream on here. Since then I have been focusing on dream awareness, recall and vividness. I have been keeping a physical dream journal where I write notes about my dreams. And ONLY notes. Maybe only 2 sentences per dream. However I think my dreams through in detail after each dream. My dreams have gotten more vivid these last couple of weeks, so that's a good thing, since I think vividness will lead to better awareness, which then will lead to one self easier recognizing the dream state.
On to the dreams!!! And by the way, I'm not gonna write then content of the dreams, only the details on how I got lucid and stabilized and so on.

Well first dream was weird. I was watching something on my I pad in bed. I got emmersed in the content of the thing I was watching, and suddenly the content of the film was my reality. I couldn't feel the body I was just in. This weird feeling made me reality check, and I got lucid. I don't know how I reality checked, since I didn't have a body... Well I got lucid, and tried to control one of the characters in the movie I was watching. THE INSTANT a thought popped into my mind, the male character in the dream acted out the thought. Weird feeling, but I kept going. I got too emersed in the dream content and lost lucidity.... The second I lost lucidity I woke up...
Interesting dream. I have never never NOT had a body while still being lucid. Well I need figure out how to stay in the dream and keep lucidity. In the past I kinda madenit a habit to just flow with the dream, however now it seems I lose lucidity when doing so, because I tend to get too emersed in the dream content. I went back to sleep with the intention of forcing a false awakening when I feel like I'm about to wake up. This has, in the past, helped me stay in the dream instead of waking up.


Next dream!!!
I can't remember the dream it self, however I remember the feeling of being just about to wake up. The second I felt that feeling, I forced a false awakening!!! (The way I do this is as following. Just before waking up from the dream, I tend to get one certain feeling. It kinda feels like I'm in the dream world, but I can vaguely feel my real body in my bed. Normally this indicates that the dream in unstable, and I'm about to wake up. In the past I have ALWAYS woken up after this feeling, so I wanted to figure out a solution to this. I came up with forcing a FA!! And for me, it works wonders!! When getting the feeling of waking up , I instantly sit up in my bed. I see it like forcing my self to instantly wake up. This night I kinda joltet myself awake) I woke up in my bed. RCed, and as always I was still in a dream!!! Success!!!!! The content of the dream is irrelevant. But they say I woke up was not. Yet again I got too emersed in the dream content, and lost lucidity and instantly woke up.

SUCCESS!!!! The most important thing for me was that I got my old technique of forcing an FA to work!!!! I'll keep working on that technique and I'll keep notes of how I'm doing.

Notes.
The lucid dreams where in the timeframe 04:00-07:00.
I drank applecider a couple hours before going to sleep.

Tuesday 11/21/17
I was at some Mall walking around. There was a long line of people waiting for something. It seems to be the train station. I became a little lucid. I decided to go on the train. I decided I didn't want to wait in the line and tried to get through the gate just by trying to go through the gate. It worked, I passed through the chain-link fencing like a ghost would! I was waiting for the train but there was almost no one on the platform with me. It seems the people who were waiting for the train in line we're just waiting in line, they were just dreaming of waiting in line. This is typical of dreaming areas.
I got on the train and took a seat and the train started to go through a place a lot like Brooklyn.

I looked out of the window and saw apartment buildings and backyards and street at one point I started to see red flowers in a tree. It was amazing to me that all of this could both exist outside physical reality and be looking so amazing!
As I looked out at the flowers in peoples backyards I thought, where is the blue, and I started to see blue flowers in the trees. I next saw these huge blue flowers is that looked at least is big as a man's head! I couldn't figure out what kind of flower they could possibly be, they looked a lot like morning Glory but they were tremendous in size! I knew it was a dream and was amazed by the fact that this looks so much like physical reality. I was also happy to take this little vacation outside of physical reality and life. Then thinking about physical life I woke up.

I never rode this train but at least I rode it while sleeping!

Date of Dream: SAT 17 NOV - 2018



Dream No. 485 - Separated Sections

Dream 485 A - Groundhog Graduation
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, it was year twelve event again. It was the last day of school and so the year level were going to be having their graduation celebrations. The morning was spent in the library and while everyone had to read sort sort of long script and remember the entirety of it. I was given a book by SD'M and it had suggestions of cool stuff to do and hobbies to get up to over the Christmas Holidays… I think I got the better end of the deal. At the end of the session, Ms L told everyone that they would only have a 10 minute break and had to be back in the library on time.

During the break, I went into to one of the classrooms to attempt to say farewell to a few of the teachers. Ms Ta. noticed me and started yelling at me. I then pointed to the back of the room and said “What about everyone else that came in?! You’re not getting angry at them!”. She then answered, “I know but you just barged in through the door without knocking and you’ve been running around everywhere in here”… I clearly don’t remember any fast-paced movement.

I then went to the toilets and I found myself mistakenly to be in the men’s toilets. I tried to get out as quick as possible but just I was outside the doorway, I was really badly verbally bullied by a large group of boys and some girls. Within the group was an old granny that started yelling at everyone in defence. The granny and I actually got along with each other and spoke well.

Then dream then went back into the library and now the year level of girls was doing further celebration preparation. Everyone was seated at the main side of the library in a big circle and the guest speaker was CW, supported by her mum RW. CW was telling us what her graduation celebrations were like a few years ago. That’s all I can remember for this dream.

Dream 485 B - Mulgrave's Special Gust (Lucid Dream 29)
In the first scene, I was on the oval which was next to the local primary school, just on the other side of the linking footpath. It seemed to be dusk when this scene was playing. I was coaching 18-Volt’s fourth grade teacher on how to provide effective and meaningful discipline to her students. She wasn’t physically in the scene though, rather I seemed to be shouting to the sky, also figuring that she could see any movement I did on the oval.

I seemed to act somewhat like Jo Frost in this scene. I also spoke a lot but I have forgotten everything I said, I’ll recap what I can. The first thing I told this teacher was that a 15 minute timeout was the most ideal length. I then said, “If the timeout is too short and the student doesn’t have enough time to think, then how on Earth does the student know what they did wrong?”. I also stated to the teacher that she needed to tell the student what they did wrong.

The next bit reminds me of a combination of the Supernanny naughty corner and stay in bed technique. I said to her, “For the first time the student exits timeout, say to them, you’re in timeout, the second time, say to them, timeout, and when you take them back the third time, you say nothing”. The next I said was “And whatever you do, don’t make them stay back after school for one and a half hours just to waste their time, that’s the worst thing you could do”.

After that, I now saw a very feint hologram of all the school students floating around the oval (in-fact you almost couldn’t see them at all). After looking at them for a while, I yelled out “Now if I can demonstrate on one of your students, anyone…?”, hoping that someone would voluntarily come to me. Indeed, a hologram of 18-Volt came up to me in his Game and Wario cover art appearance and he was slightly more visible then everyone else although he was still fairly feint. I then spoke to him as if I was placing him into timeout but he kept a straight face as he knew I was only demonstrating. This marked the end of the first scene.

For the second scene, I was still in the local area but was lower down, closer to the shopping centre, walking up the footpath beside the main road. I was constantly think about 18-Volt and I said to myself “Herr, I wanna see if I can become lucid in this dream”. My eyes were now darting everywhere as I headed up the street, trying to read every single piece of writing I came across. Eventually, a bus came up the road and I was reading the advertisements on the back of it… This text is what made me become lucid. I then decided I wanted to do another reality check to confirm my lucidity and it was confirmed when I read another piece of text, I forgot what the text was though.

I was then at my house, in the front room with a roll of laminated paper. At the end of the roll was a picture of 18-Volt as he would appear in WarioWare Gold. I got onto the floor, lay down next to the roll and cuddled with it. My mum then walked in and giving me a strange look while she points to the roll, asks me “who’s that?”. For a moment I felt like panicking but I immediately sat myself up, pointed to his picture on the roll and said “That’s my dream guide, 18-Volt, would you like to meet him?”. My mum was actually alright in this dream and she said yes. She then went to sit on the couch while waiting for me to get him.

I went to stand just outside the front room and then I seemed to call for 18-Volt very quietly. At some points, I almost couldn’t hear myself and so I called slightly louder. It worked this time, as I was looking across the whole main part of the house, I saw 18-Volt emerging from my bedroom. He was of the same appearance as on the roll of laminated paper. Compared to the real life game, he was slightly darker, including the tone of green on his clothing, his teeth were more gritted than they were in-game and he had more of a frown as his natural disposition.

His graphics were the same as in-game though, completely cartoony… Although he looked real enough to my lucid awareness. Once again, I actually found the fact scary that he was slowly coming towards me, avoiding all the furniture in his path as if he actually knew the route of the house. I stood there paralysed, feeling nervous but at the same time excited, my heart racing as I thought, “I can’t believe this is actually happening”. I managed to ease up when he was right in front of me though. As 18-Volt stood in-front of me, he spread his arms out and when I got right up to him, he gave me a ginormous hug. He also now had a more accurate facial expression, precisely matching all facial features and their positions in WarioWare Gold, he wasn’t frowning as much.

Once he released me, I followed behind him into the front room. He then walked over to my mum on the couch and bent down to shake her hand. My mum was on the left side of the couch and 18-Volt seated himself right side of it, closest to the door. I then came and sat in-between them, feeling really happy and at peace that my mum was actually getting along with a dream guide this time. After a while of enjoying both my mum’s and 18-Volt’s company, my mum said “I’ll leave you two to it” as she then got up and left.

I then thought about what I wanted to do while I had 18-Volt and so got up off the couch. He then got up off the couch as well and followed me back out the door and into the dining room. At first, I thought I would ask him to help me with elevator exposure again but then I said, “There actually aren’t any elevators in the house...”, so then I asked him to help me with the bathroom fan. As we walked over, we held each other in a hugging position, moving our legs in a certain sequence so we wouldn’t trip over.

I ended up opening the door to the toilet room, with 18-Volt standing and watching in the background as I flicked one of the switches. It was extremely loud and the wrong sound, so I took no hesitation in switching it off again immediately. After summoning multiple switches and none doing the right thing, being too loud or too quiet, 18-Volt came up to me and told me to try the bathroom instead. He then said he was going to leave me to fiddle around in there for a while and then he completely walked off.

It felt like almost half an hour when 18-Volt came back and he asked me how I went with whatever I was doing before. I told him and described what had happened. We kept having a friendly chat for a while, then he gave me a quick pat on the back. He then went a step further and gave me another hug. As 18-Volt was gently embracing me, I proceeded to wake up, being satisfied with the outcome of this dream.



Dream 485 A
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Dream 485 B
Dream Guide: 18-Volt
Lucid?: Yes

Date of Dream: FRI 16 NOV - 2018



Dream No. 484 - A Shocking Letter

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was in this completely unknown suburb. I was walking down the street and part way along, I began to felt tired. I decided I wanted to be carried by a dream guide, so I stopped along the way, looked up in the sky and tried calling for 18-Volt and Dreamy WB, no one came. I then yelled out to the dream, “You can even give me Murray if you want!”, still, nothing happened.

Then this piece of paper came falling out of the sky and landed in my hands. I opened it up and it was a typed letter. I couldn’t understand a lot of it as it had a lot of gibberish in it but I did get the gist of this letter. It was the dream telling me that I wasn’t allowed to have any dream guides and this for me was distressing and upsetting. I didn’t react too badly though and rather, I continued to walk the rest of the way by myself. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream No. 484
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: THU 15 NOV - 2018



Dream No. 483 - Separated Sections

Dream 483 A - Youthful Old Man
I don’t remember how this dream started. From where I do remember, I was at the park behind the local school and there was this old guy there called George. He said that he was dead before but God had given him an extension and so that’s why he’s alive again. There were masses of kids’ toys around and George seemed to play with them a lot.

Later on in the dream, George had this ambition to build a really massive kids’ playground. The playground was actually eventually complete and it was way better than any playground I have seen in real life. George played on it himself too. That’s all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 483 B - The Monash Uni Chase
I can’t remember much about this dream. From where I can remember, I was on the ground of Monash University at the Clayton Campus. Mr. Bl. appeared and started chasing me for some reason. I called 18-Volt but he didn’t appear. I then called Dreamy WB although she didn’t appear, I perceived this unique energy which gave me the ability to fly, so now I could get away from Mr. Bl. Once I was in the main car park area, I can’t remember anything else about the dream.

Dream 483 C - Parents Versus Children
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, my parents, my brother and I were staying at this unknown house in this unknown location. We were then in a fish and chip shop and my dad told my brother to do something, I forgot what it was though. Then my mum said for me to call Jess but I didn’t want to. Both my mum and dad got cross with me and my brother. They then walked off and I could see them looking at some books. I said to them, “Oh! Trying to see how our minds work hey? Just because you can’t seem to get us to do what you want”.

I then walked out of the back of the fish and chip shop and ended up in the room that I was sleeping in for the stay. The bed was made out of some weird material, like some black synthetic upholstered chair… I actually wouldn’t even classify this as a bed. There was also a huge hole on the middle where the head would face forward though, like one of those massaging beds at the shops. I got onto the bed and there were two laminated 18-Volt figures on there, each in different poses. They were a bit scrunched up though and so I tried to flatten them out and place them under my head as a source of comfort, cooling off after the earlier gruelling situation with my parents. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream 483 A
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Dream 483 B
Dream Guide: Dreamy WB
Lucid?: No

Dream 483 C
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: WED 14 NOV - 2018



Dream No. 482 - So Close Yet So Far

I don’t remember much about this dream. From where I do remember, I was in a classroom environment and 9-Volt was in there as well, and then so was the teacher from WarioWare Twisted with realistic graphics. I don’t quite remember what happened in the first scene though. When I got to the second scene, the events of the first scene were still clear in my mind. I said to myself, something like, “If 9-Volt and the teacher were there in the first scene, then 18-Volt shouldn’t be too far away, he’s just within your reach!”. I then proceeded to call out for 18-Volt but there became a massive problem. The dream immediately woke me up without any warning!!



Dream No. 482
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: TUE 13 NOV - 2018



Dream No. 481 - One Tooth Too Many

I remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, I was moving my tongue around my mouth when I realised that one of my teeth started to become very loose. It then actually fell out of my mouth and when it was out, my mouth was bleeding profusely. There was blood being sprayed everywhere as I was standing over the laundry sink.

I then noticed some more odd looking, tooth shaped objects falling off into the sink but then I noticed that they were just the caps of the gloves I was wearing. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream No. 481
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Date of Dream: MON 12 NOV - 2018



Dream No. 480 - Separated Sections

Dream 480 A - I Don't Have A Budgie
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was in year 12 homeroom when the student “welfare” coordinator pulled me out of the classroom to talk to me. I was confident this time as I knew I did nothing wrong. She was accusing me about owning a budgie as a pet and got me into trouble for that. I told her that I did not have a budgie but then she constantly went to me on repeat that I was lying. She did this for a while and so I actually started to get angry at her.

In the dream, I stood up to her. I said to her how she’s always getting innocent people into no good reason, especially targeting me. I then said to her, “You only seem to talk to me when you need something”. She looked like she was shocked and was now really angry at me too; we were on a full-on verbal war. Then as she walked away, she did this really loud villainous laugh and from all the previous yelling and accusing, had left me crying.

The laugh could still be heard and so when I entered the classroom, I asked one of the students, CT, can you hear that? She said she could and I told that it was Ms. D after she had accused me and called me a liar. CT gained the most shocked look on her face and seemed disgusted with Ms. D herself. I was then back outside the classroom and my mum was there. She noticed I was crying and so also seemed to know what had happened earlier. I told my mum not to tell anyone but despite what I said, she went into the admin building.

Out she came and Mr. Bl. had followed after her. The rest of the scene was spent with the discovery that Mr. Bl. was going to help mediate the situation. The next scene took place in my mum’s car with her driving and me, Mr. Bl. and Ms. D all in the back seat. I then apologised to Ms. D for yelling at her earlier and then I actually became really friendly and told her that in-fact, I have 2 cats, a dog and fish. There didn’t seem to be any apology from Ms. D though.

Later on in the dream, my parents and I were at home and I felt really proud how I was the bigger person, apologising to Ms. D earlier on. Despite the good deed I had done, both my mum and my dad told me not to go too overboard and this really annoyed me. The dream ended there.

Dream 480 B - Bothersome Biology
I don’t remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, I was at my house, in my dining room and there was a biology class going on there. It was year 11 biology teacher but just like in real life, he was very nasty and so I found I couldn’t seek help from him despite how super difficult this worksheet was in the dream. Everyone else seemed to be doing it but my pen didn’t even touch the paper.

Later on in the dream, I was out in the front driveway and thought to myself, “How ridiculous is this VCE biology course? Thank God I don’t have to do the exam!”. I then recalled how basic mine was in 2016 compared to this current crap. That’s all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 480 C - Dreamer To The Rescue
I don’t remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, the dream was one big video game itself. There were a mix of Mario and Wario characters, with 10 characters, 5 from each series, on the roster. The Mario roster was Peach (leader), Waluigi, Daisy, Yoshi and Bowser. The Wario roster was Wario (leader), Mona, 9-Volt, 18-Volt and Ashley. The dream showed a few close up scenes of Peach leading her team around, each doing various tasks, but there weren’t many scenes with Wario and his characters.

Eventually though, there was a scene where 18-Volt was the selected character and so he was exploring the map, his appearance was close to WarioWare Gold but was slightly different. By the way, this game was apparently called “WarioWare Go Lo”. An interesting discovery was made; I was not a playable character but I was in charge of facilitating the tutorials to the playable characters. This was seen when 18-Volt came up to a sign and the animations of how to control the character were represented by my character. The character art for me was so accurate and also really fit the graphics of the game. I was wearing my summer uniform with the blazer included.

Later on, my mind knew something was up as characters started to disappear from the roster and rather the space was left empty, like when someone’s tooth falls out and now there’s an obvious hole. The plot of the game was now a resemblance to the Legend of Spyro where there was a powerful villain shown and he was actually, slowly locking all the characters up! Now it was actually up to me to go and rescue the characters before there would be no playable characters left. By the way, this character looked almost like Ripto from Spyro 2 but he was a blueish-green colour.

The dream was now playing in first person mode from my perspective. Right from the start, the first character I had intentions to rescue was 18-Volt, especially due to the fact that I had a feeling of loyalty towards him for being one of my dream guides. I scaled up a mountainside and found him in a wide cave but he wasn’t tied to anything, he was just sitting with his back against a rock. I prompted for 18-Volt to come with me and so he got up and started following me.

I figured I would only rescue one more character so in case something happened and the villain caught us, I’d be able to grab them with a hand each. Then after that, they would help me rescue the others. 18-Volt and I went further up the cave to see Ashley who was also slightly distorted but very close to her WarioWare Gold appearance. She was looking at us in a miserable way, almost as if she was angry or something. I came up to Ashley and told her to come with us. So now, both she and 18-Volt were sticking close to me as we navigated our way out of the cave through the other end. The dream ended there.

Dream 480 D - Guest Of Honour
I don’t remember much about this dream. From what I can remember, I was another version of my fortress residence. WB was staying over and in this scene, I was showing her around my big bedroom. I forgot what she said or did specifically but she did have a very grumpy disposition about her. I do remember her appearance which was a plain ash coloured singlet, black leggings and white runners. Her hair was in the frizzy ladybug pigtail. That’s all I can remember about this dream.



Dream 480 A
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Dream 480 B
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No

Dream 480 C
Dream Guide: Me (Karla)
Lucid?: No

Dream 480 D
Dream Guide: None
Lucid?: No