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I just want to record this dream fragment.

There were two guard dogs sitting in what looked like a place you'd keep sheep (a pen?). Two different breeds. I have no idea why they were in a pen because they could jump out easily.
In fact, one of them did jump out.

It was a big, dark grey dog. Like this, except a little bit more muscular:


It jumped on me and easily overpowered me.
It started biting my face, but it was like play-bites. I was laughing away, like I usually do when dogs give me loads of attention. I loved it.
All the while, being pinned down by this great big dog, I knew fine well that this beast could chew through my face like butter.

I think the dog's owner was nearby and wondering why their guard dog has come off of guard duty.

Day 22, 23, and 24:

Fell asleep at: 11:30

Woke up at: 7:00


Dream 22, 23, and 24:

All of them were not really dreams in the slightest. Just random images.



Day 25:

Fell asleep at: 11:30

Woke up at: 7:30


Dream 25: I Now Know My Greatest Fear

Walking around the band hall, it seems people are preparing for the parade that's going on today. Pfft, losers. THIS GUY doesn't need to go...

But I should learn to keep my big mouth shut...

I find my way to Band Hall #3, where the uniforms for the percussionists are being stored. Mocking them, I told them "Good luck with the parade, and don't get horse crap on your shoes."

Walking outside the room, I notice something a bit peculiar...

My right foot has now been TWISTED inward. You know that thing that happens when you get a cramp and your toes forcefully move themselves in either direction? Well that was me. But with my whole foot.

I have to get to an ambulance.

I hobble on one foot, desperately clutching the other as I try to make my way towards my mom's car. My reading teacher acknowledges my situation, but stoppes making fun of me when she sees me collapse on the floor.

Now my entire JAWLINE is forcefully pushed to the left. I can't speak, can't move, and now I can't even see--as my vision quickly turns tunnel. For ten whole seconds I am in the worst, most painful, most powerless state I have ever been in.

And then the dream ended.

The dream scene was this concert I was going to. The idea was I was going to roll here but I had a huge test the next day. So I was telling my classmates I was going to roll and then study later. I get to the concert and it's at this stage with tables around it in the crowd. I'm at one and Judy walks up and starts talking to my parents which apparently are there. She was acting a bit crazy and I was concerned. At some point it was like a sleep over and we were playing mario kart but my own dream version, this has happened several times and I can sort of remember this version.

I go up to the center of the stage and then to the side. Zoe is there and the dream starts to focus on her. The dream was on a slant towards the stage and it was an open field to the stage. She comes into focus and floats up, something happens and it's the entire dream's focus.

I try to go get food in the dream. It turns into my neighborhood. I'm trying to get pho in castle wood. The house is this small white structure that has a cute little family there.

I'm in this very close town. It's a town that has bars close to each other. I'm there getting a drink maybe. My friend Mason's gf Dani is there. I say hello to her thinking her classes just ended and we go to the same university. We're in this little bar.

I'm in a movie theater. The theme is this dance competition my fraternity does. The theater is like the one from that halloween movie where the people have spider webs on them from being cursed there. I'm roped into being in the dance. I start to mimic dance moves from the people to the right and left of me. There's a crowd watching us. We start to do this made up dance, I'm following along by watching the people next to me. There's people sledding and doing tricks from the top of the theater across. I had this feeling that people from a lot of organizations were watching us. There was a lot of back and forth banter between us and the other guys there. The theater was icy.

Morning of March 9 2018. Friday.



My father is alive and appears as he was in the 1960s. I do not remember that he died in 1979. I am also not at all aware of my current conscious self identity. My age may be implied to be about thirty. I ride around in a car with him in late morning. The driver’s side is on the left, implying America.

There are a few repeated scenes. We mostly visit apartment buildings where gangsters supposedly live. No one is around but us until the last scene.

My father punches a wall and creates the impression of dampness and marks like small squid tentacles instead of fingers.

At one point, I watch a waterbed wiggle. A large squid apparently lives inside the mattress and the movement of the mattress’s surface is caused by this otherwise unseen squid. I am briefly, though not viably aware that I am dreaming, and I consider if this scene is autosymbolism as relating, as a precursor, to hypnopompic kicks (as did my donkey inside a mattress dream from Christmas of 2016, which crosses my mind as such very vaguely and briefly).

In the last scene, my father and I are standing in a hallway where a curtain is drawn across one area. An unfamiliar male moves the curtains aside and says my father has a doctor’s appointment.

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Water usually represents, as autosymbolism, the essence of sleep, dream state induction (in fact, my most common form of induction since early childhood, occurring at least once every sleeping period), and the absence of emotion in unconsciousness. I suspect, curiously enough (from personal evidence), at least on one level, that a squid has something to do with augmented sexuality, however, as related to dream state reinduction (as a subliminal directive) rather than waking life. The problem with pretending that dreams are symbolically about waking life is in ignoring how the fictitious non-lucid dream self (personified subconscious, which lacks temporality and intelligence) is not the conscious self and that, even when non-lucid, I typically seek the understanding of the dream state rather than waking life, to develop clarity of mind. Plus, dreams are primarily autosymbolic in symbolizing the nature of biology, vestibular system ambiguity, transitions in unconsciousness, and consciousness reascension, so how could they viably relate to waking life in the way many people seem to believe (other than when additionally prescient or as literal carryovers)?

Other than being autosymbolic of the usual RAS mediation and the emergent consciousness factor (by way of preconscious personification), the last part of my dream regarding the doctor (looking into my dream self’s essence through the curtains, which is autosymbolism for the liminal space of the waking transition) is possibly literal and reflects my occasional focus on mortality, though hopefully not literally prescient yet. From experience, I know that my father now often represents my current conscious self identity even if it is otherwise not extant in the dream state. Still, I really had to go upon waking, and as a waterbed mattress is called a “bladder”, there may be a connection, though I had a dream about a squid on a mattress in 2015, and although there were pools of water on the bed, it was not a waterbed. Incidental associations are probably enough to trigger such a dream, though, especially in punching a wall (vaguely influenced by the 1980s movie “Altered States”), with a wall representing the autosymbolic barrier between fictitious dream self identity and conscious self identity.

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Got a long dream and a WILD/DEILD loop to note.

Dream 1 - I'm a Bug Guy

The visuals were mostly clear. I was walking around the corridors of a highschool as a student, hurrying, as I was almost late for my first class. On arriving, I found it was a small classroom run by a blonde haired, bespectacled woman in her late 30's. Think this was a math course, one of several I had in addition to precalculus and algebra.

Timeskip later. I spent a while in a science class, where I felt I'd poor grades. Another timeskip, where I was returning to the math class. But now, I was undoubtedly tardy by at least 15 minutes. I rushed near the classroom, then hid behind the door. After pondering it over, I "recalled" having shapeshifting powers, and thought to use this to sneak in and alter the log book. So, I tried shrinking down to the size of a mayfly, only to actually become a mayfly. Furthermore, my viewpoint fluctuated, switching from third person and from my current body's perspective within seconds. This distortion gave me semi-lucidity, just aware enough to know I could get away with just about anything.

Anyway, I flew inside, where I immediately bothered the teacher, buzzing near her ear and bumping onto her shoulder. She flailed around clumsily, only to get lucky and actually take hold of me. Given her weary smile, I could tell she's already dealt with such mischief from me before. The teacher tightens her grip just enough for me to feel pain, all while she finishes some paperwork. In response, I change into a gnat, then slip through her fingers, though I suspected she wanted as much.

I fly to my desk, where I go on and pester others. This time, I targeted two girls adjacent to my desk, both in conversation. One had dark brown hair, the other light brown, and both appeared well past high school age. I changed back into a mayfly, and proceeded as before. However, the two were less tolerant of my antics. As soon as one of them managed to catch me, she dashed me under her desk, flattening me to a pulp.

That wasn't very sporting. I rewound time, and asserted that I was invincible. Now, instead of getting squished, I was simply stunned momentarily. I then went right on bothering the two. The girls eventually relented, and made a game of seeing who could catch and keep hold of me the longest. Such fancy went on for minutes.

Another timeskip. Something about being in the cafeteria, talking to a familiar figure, and video game references. Cut again later to the hallways. I spotted my brother, Harvey, seated on the floor, whom I assumed was enrolled under extraordinary circumstances (as was I, no doubt). He was finishing a group project, which just seemed to be a simple pre-school coloring assignment scribbled entirely in orange crayon.

Soon, the math teacher appeared. I followed her to ask her a few things about the course. Then, when she wasn't looking, I shrunk myself down to an inch high. She wasn't at all fooled, though, as she quickly spotted me, scooped me up, then placed me on her shoulder. In any case, we continued along, chit-chatting amicably while she completed her various chores.

I woke up minutes later.


Dream 2 - Slippery WILD Loop

Scene 1 - Reanchored From Flight
WILD transition in bed. I float out the door while focusing on gravity. Things destabilized seconds later. Brief awakening into DEILD.

Scene 2 - Briefly In Another Wooden Home
Transition in bed. I began rubbing my hands and spinning in place, upon which I quickly wound up in the void. Took about a minute before a scene began forming. I then found myself in an unknown home, a place constructed entirely of wood, dim light providing visibility. I floated around the place momentarily, only for things to warp. Cue another brief awakening.

Scene 3 - Invisible Sensuality
Transition in bed yet again. After rubbing my hands, I imagined my guide, E, nearby. Just then, I was toppled and caressed by an invisible entity, certainly, a partial form of my guide. I kinda lost myself to emotion. A minute later, I briefly woke up yet again.

Scene 4 - A Glimpse of Angel Island
Yet another transition in bed, where I rubbed hands once more. Then, I imagined being in Sky Sanctuary Zone from Sonic 3 & Knuckles. The namesake theme song began playing. A video then formed, depicting the intro sequence from Sonic 3 in which Sonic and Tails are flying their plane to Angel Island. The screen then locked on the island's shores as the others disappeared. I try forcing myself within the environment, and could feel myself forming there. But, things soon destabilized, and I woke up for good.

Walking

I was in a small town walking with my brother. It was getting to be dark. We entered a coffee shop. I wanted a chocolate pastry of some kind but they didn't have any.

I told my brother and his friend i wanted something from a different coffee shop. So they waited while I went in one. First there was a huge line up. The place was big and i couldn't see the front counter. The line began moving fast. The inside of my mouth began hurting and i noticed i had a huge metal hook in my mouth. Then i saw it was connected to a chain and it was dragging me and the others around. It was no longer a coffee shop, but endless dark hallways.

TOM

I was walking into my living room in my dream house when I noticed an old man sitting in a chair. He had a blue housecoat on and was watching TV. I asked him who he was and he said , "Tom," I remember the name sounding familiar. His face turned red and melted away to a skull.

FA, In a sleep paralysis state. I can see my normal room but it's a lucid dream somehow and i can't move. I feel and evil like presence. I will myself strongly to move and manage to move my head past my table. I start to get up but i notice that I am still actually lying in my bed. Something gave me the illusion of moving when I didn't. I start praying to Jesus for help and the dream ends instantly.

Another dream i had was a fragment of playing a mandolin electric guitar.

Dreams from march eighth to ninth, yo!

I had lots more vivid dreams tonight. They were cool because there were some longer dreams, not just a bunch of cut scene type things. I don't know what exactly caused this improvement over the last two days, but I am happy about it.
Bus with M M and K F

In the first dream I remember, I was on a bus with M M and K F. There was something about M M kissing someone and K F sitting with me. I felt shy around K F. I always liked her. there was more to this dream but I forgot.

Pokemon Menu Too bright

I was with some people in my Nana's room. We had dream game boy D S's or 3 D S's and were playing them. It was a new Pokemon game. There was something about Pokemon Y Y or a pokemon with the letters Y Y in the middle of its name. Maybe it was in someone's signature in a message board.

I found one of the menus too bright so I hacked some settings to make it not too bright. However this made the game not function as well.

Job with M

This was a much longer dream. It had a lot of scenes and locations but felt like all one dream so here goes.

My memory of it begins with talking to my friend M early in the morning. There may have been stuff the previous day. There was something about a job that Dream M was starting. He said they had a job for me too. He was leaving early. It was 7ish and then it was 8:38 A M when I looked again. I was afraid that if I worked too early, I would have to blow off my writing. There was this part about how M or my Dad was saying how he only had 45 dollars left in the bank and so he was really lucky to get a job.

I decided to go with him to the job place. I thought if it was a long drive I could write while he drove, but I thought I would feel bad for ignoring him while I wrote.

Instead of a car trip there, it was like I was in front of my friend dream A M's house on the main road in my dream town. It was 3 stories tall. I don't think I was lucid but I flew up to where I was level with the top of the dream house, then back down. Something about trying not to make too much noise whenst I landed.

Dream M's new job was located at a dream gas station. There was dirt out front. Actually his house had been made into a gas station, which I imagined was not fun to live next door to. The whole drive way was all dirt.

Then it was like I was down this hill behind the dream gas station. I heard a woman talking who made me think of a woman from You Tube. She was saying how dreams are not stressful or something like that. I walked or glided up the dream hill. I remember the colors brown dirt and green grass and bushes. One path of dirt seemed to open up.

I got to the dream gas station ready to start my job. Dream M was there doing his job. I got to this counter top and there was a toilet underneath it. I peed in there. There was an orange container of dish soap on the counter. I expected something else.

There was a talk of some kind of Physics concept.

Inside the dream gas station, my friend Jo had 6 giant bags of laundry. He needed them all done. Because I was in a money making mood, I said I would clean all his laundry. But because it was so dirty from being left for so long, I would use a grabber. I could tell there was some fear of seeing his underwear in the laundry. But then he started pulling out his dream pajama pants and touching me with them. L O L.

Because I was in the mind set of making money, I decided to be patient with him and treat him like a customer. I thought this while looking at a bunch of framed photos on the counter and a little bowl of nuts and bolts and coins. I was thinking there were a dollars worth or so of coins in there, but even that was a lot to me. (I think this dream job stuff came because my friend M called me and mentioned some job suggestions.)

There was also something when I was flying up and then landed. I was in a circle with 2 other guys. One was a guy I knew from a nearby Pokemon tournament. I bumped into him when I flew back down. I was really excited to be flying, but he was hurt. Where we had collided, we both had these red wounds with a gash in the middle, and white puffy stuff coming out. It seemed pretty gross. He was really worried about his wound and was kind of in a daze at first. Then he ran downstairs to the basement. I was yelling to him that he should tell people I had bumped into him and then describe the wound that formed. I wasn't thinking much about my own wound though.

Then it transformed into this mall type of setting. There was a memorial for the guy who had gotten the wound. A big guy in a black shirt with a silver cross was standing near a square pillar, mourning. Lots of other people were standing all around. One family was bickering. I walked by my Nana and gave her a nod of knowingness. I felt weird for giving her such a small acknowledgement but I felt like I was on the inside of something top secret.

Then it morphed to where I was walking down this sidewalk in a neighborhood. I saw the bottom of a cell phone hanging off the edge of someones roof. I kind of worried that it would fall, but decided to leave it. I had something in mind about telekinesis. There could have been a lot more about it that I forgot. At least how I was doing telekinesis or what I did with it.

Something about how I was a big football player. I had a blender and was preparing some food. I had to whack the protein powder scooper on the sides of the blender to get all the dust off the scooper.

Notes

That was from the first time I woke up that night. Well, the second. The first time I woke up I might have remembered a dream but I kind of rotated my body. I woke up on my front and remembered to stay perfectly still the next time I woke up, so I could think through the dreams. I didn't need to go #1 too bad so I was able to stay still long enough to recover a lot of detail.

B R or L K?

I had a dream I really wish I remembered the beginning of. I moved as soon as I woke up and I think this dislodged it. The funny thing was I actually fell asleep while struggling to recall these. Then when I woke up, I was in sleep paralysis again, so I was able to remember more of them, plus another dream. Usually that happens the other way around!

It began with a woman, either B R and/or L K, and we just woke up. We were around a bed or rectangular table trying to remember dreams. I felt this part was such a good part of the dream but couldn't remember details. I certainly tried my best to remember them though.

We were at my Nana's. I saw my Uncle out on the back patio, talking, either to himself, praying, or on the phone. He may have been smoking but I couldn't tell.

I went out front and saw B R or L K. Maybe they were blended or something. I remember having a really great conversation with whoever it was. There was a lot to it but the details were mostly lost. I felt like she really liked me.

There was some kind of cut scene where I was with her out in the day time on this cement ramp thing. A younger kid and some other kids were walking up to us. I remembered the younger kid's face. L K or B R was with me. The kid asked me if I wanted something from last summer. I realized he was asking me if I wañted some kind of drug and I didn't want B R or L K to know about that. After that it seemed B R or L K left me. She seemed to dissappear. There were other guys walking down the ramp in that groop.

Then I was back at my Nana's. I was in some kind of class thing in the dining room. Then I remember my Uncle and another guy sitting together, making some joke. They were saying that I sucked, and laughing.

I wasn't too offended. I walked backwards down the stairs, making some kind of gesture.

When I got to the living room, I saw that B R and L K were sitting on the couches by the fire place with my sister and another female relative. I felt relieved. It gave me the sense they had been waiting for me, and they hadn't left me after all.

They walked towards the other part of the living room, closer to where you walk in. There was this big square table and I sat with the T V behind me. I was sitting on a series of stools that were breaking or caving in. One was my white kitchen stool thing. The other was this brown sewing table thing that I saw someone throwing out, only shorter. It seemed too short to reach the table.

I was telling everyone how I just took an important class. I was saying something about how I am going to sell fruit. I had a bunch of cut onions in front of me as well as other fruits and vegetables. Dream Aunt C brought me a Dream Pitcher of Dream Water and I thought this was silly. because she had filled the pitcher to the top but now how will I put the fruit or veggies in it to blend?

There was also a brown dog there.

Ups and Downs

I had this dream after falling back to sleep after the B R and L K dream. I had a good instinct to realize I had just fallen back asleep, and try to see what that dream was, before going back to the previous dream I hadn't yet recorded.

So in the dream I had relapsed on caffeine. I was going to talk with a counselor. Even though I had relapsed, I was trying to do 20 minutes of a T M style meditation in the mornings. I was showing him this graph with some sort of sinusoidal wave form thing. I was explaining how I had high levels of the wave form around the morning meditation time, and lower levels at other times. I was explaining to him how all this would even out. He just agreed with me about it.

Help in Store

I had another dream that I wasn't sure where it fit. Maybe it was in the same sleep phase of the "Ups and Downs" dream above. But I dreamed that I was in this grocery store or department store. I was asking a dream woman at a help kiosk for help with getting a dream A T M to work. The dream woman seemed to speak a different lañguage, like Spañish or Portuguese. I tried to say in Spañish that I don't speak much Spanish. She led me to another dream woman at a dream desk who spoke Eñglish.

Surreal Sequence

I had a surreal sequence of dreams or dream scenes. They all seemed like the same dream but maybe they were separate.

I was at the local Stop and Shop. I had a thing of dish detergent in the cart, but I called it deodorant. I said something out loud about getting more deodorant. Then I saw J A on line at a register and felt embarassed, because I wouldn't put dish detergent under my arms. I tried to explain to her how I meant to say detergent but couldn't think of the word. It was bright in the store.

In one scene, there was a little child who was crying for more chocolate. His older sister got mad and put her finger in his throat. He coughed up the chocolate. She was like, "Theres your chocolate!"

In another part I had my head by the wall and pressing into it. I was laying on the floor, perhaps hiding, under a table. Maybe I was trying to sleep and I didn't want anyone to find me.

There was a part with this stick figure or outline of a body made from twine.

There was a part with these three dogs near the Petco in G C. They were running by themselves along the sidewalk. one of them jumped up and bit a flag that was maybe 5 or 6 feet up from the ground. Another dog tried but could barely jump a foot. That dog looked sad.

There was a lot more to these dreams, but I forgot. I had the false awakening listed below, directly afterwards. After that false awakening, I moved immediately to check if my microphone was there, and that may have dislodged the dream.

Not Until I Dream journal!

I had a false awakening after the previous dream. In the F A I was in my bed but in my previous house. I had my voice recorder and microphone, even with the pop filter, but it wouldn't line up right. I turned it over and it seemed to work.

I even dreamed that I was laying in bed thinking through the dreams and then decided, I better not wait too long, and recorded them.

I noticed some light filtering in the room and was surprised morning had come already. I grabbed for my extra cloths to put over my eyes, to block the light, and it blocked it.

Then I heard some dream sounds from the dream hallway. My dream sister was talking about saturated fat on the phone with someone. I was surprised my dream door was open. I felt fear that my dream details would slip away, the actual ones I had just dreamed about. My dream sister was trying to get my attention.

It was 11:14 or 11:34 A M or so in dream time so it wasn't like she would know I had just woken up. But I was mad. I yelled at her to go away until I was done. She cried. I could hear her high pitched crying.

I woke up in my physical bed feeling really bad about this. It took me some time to realize I was in my bed at 15 Swoo and my sister was upstate, so it was just a dream. I think it shows me that I would be so mad at someone if they interrupted my dream recall.

Back over to You

I fell back asleep while recalling this and couldn't remember the beginning. It was a dream of a guy who had a lucid dream and did something weird that used all his lucid energy. Then there were some guys taking him away on a boat, and he couldn't get away because he had used all his lucid energy up. I wasn't lucid, as far as I know, but I was watching this. I remembered something with a block of wood or a boat rig but couldn't remember what it was he did. I know the dream clearly had something he did but the detail vanished. I could remember the guys faces on the boat who captured him so I thought I would get that detail but that was as far as it went.

The dream also showed him making a youtube video or pod cast about his dream. I think I was at a computer watching or listening to it. He kept saying, "Ok, back to you", as if he was taking turns talking but with himself. I was like, why is he doing that? Maybe listening back before he records more.

There was also a part I think had to do with this all, where I was staring into security cameras. There were 3 up in corners and I was looking into them. I wanted them to see and hear me. I forgot how it all went together, or if this was a separate dream.

Pokemon Display

This dream had something about how I was supposed to help at a Pokemon Symposium thing. There was some kind of Pokemon screen showing while a guy talked. It was showing this Pokemon sprite that rapidly flipped between Pokemon. His voice lined up with the Pokemon at times and I thought that was good timing. The buttons on the bottom of the screen had play, pause, fast forward, rewind and other media player types of options. But I couldn't get them to work. I had black gloves on and thought they were touch screen gloves but they weren't.

Notes

Very vivid and interesting dreams.

I was grabbed by a man with black hair and a beard. He held my hands with his, and his hands burnt me, leaving tattoos on my flesh. I ran way and got into a car on our journey an ambulance reversed at us without putting on its lights, we swerved out of the way. Arriving at a swimming pool (water sign of the day, lol) , I had a son in the dream instead of a daughter. He fell into the water with his coat on, I followed in after him. Then a vision appeared of my partners mother (who has passed away) who we sorely miss, I looked and saw that my partner was looking to. Then the apparition vanished. We both acknowledged that we had seen her.
Next we were visiting a library but the neighbourhood was like a no go zone. There were alleyways with gates at the end leading towards the centre of town. We headed off down one feeling apprehensive. Then the dream got really vivid and I could see the tattoos on my hands from before. One hand had white and green patterns like a frog on them and the other was a spikier pattern. I started to peel the tattoos off , like wet thick paint the flesh peeled away. On the second hand there was a thin black leather clasp also under the flesh with a buckle. As well there were piercings like those for someone's belly button.

I had quite a good string of dreams this morning. I can only remember flashes of them now.

I remember standing in the middle of a street with some people for some reason (I remember it was a weird reason, but I cannot remember the reason), I turned round and saw a beautiful woman cross the street. I dunno why but I wanted to talk to her. But, she was gone before I could do anything. I turned back round and continued whatever it was I was doing.
I turns round again and saw the same woman crossing the street.
I shouted to her, "You're beautiful!"
She replied, "Aww aren't you a cutey pie."
And she walked away and I never saw from her again. I started to fill with regret, that I didn't run up to her and start talking to her.

Next thing I remember is being in a house with my cousins and some other family.
This was a really weird bit, but I just can't remember it. I remember having a mattress to sleep on in the house.
When we went outside, that's when it got weird. I think we were playing some sort of sport which our lives depended on. Right now, the vague memory of it feels like a Roman chariot fight to the death or something.

My entire dream(s) was flooded with thoughts about my new Advaita Vedanta thread I just posted last night. I worked hard on it, so all the major words kept repeating in my mind. I'm pretty sure I was trying to teach people in the dream.

Next thing I remember is being in a club, or a bar. I think some part of me was trying to re-create the first incident with a girl, so I went round complimenting girls. But they all just looked at me like I'm a freak.

Next thing I remember is, somehow, back in the house, I was kissing a girl. I don't even know what she looks like, I only remember having my eyes shut and kissing her.
Then BOOM, I realized it was a dream!
I continued to kiss her. I felt myself waking up, it was like a reverse-transition, likely due to excitement, so I calmed myself down, but I wanted to keep kissing, so I kept going.
While kissing, I was thinking to myself, "I should really open my eyes and stabilize this dream. I should really stop kissing and stabilize the dream."
But nope, I kept my eyes shut and kept kissing.
30 seconds later, I must have lost my consciousness or something because that was the end of my lucid dream.

I cannot remember the rest.

First lucid in aaaages! And it's all thanks to giving up weed. Quick results! I love it.

So I had intended for my next DJ entry to be demonstrating my new system that I've been using for offline dream journals in where I document things such as my reality checks and meditation themes. But yesterday I was busy with schoolwork and didn't meditate, nor did I document my RCs. (I did do plenty of e'm though.) So I'm going to leave that off here for now. TBH the lucid dream isn't all that interesting either but I haven't posted anything in awhile.

In all honesty I don't remember the temporial congruity of the dream. I was with Manei; the two of us were walking through the park next to my neighborhood. I was talking to her about some [highly personal stuff doesn't belong online] and she incited my lucidity. I find it very strange how I can be casually talking to her within an dream and only become lucid midway through the conversation. Nevertheless I was lucid and happy to be there.

I somehow got to flying which lately has been inconsistent but my jet propulsion seemed to work fine as I tested it out, buzzing some nearby trees. Manei asked me to carry her in flight. I asked her why she couldn't ever fly; she is presumably the more powerful the pair. I don't recall her response, but I told her that I couldn't carry her, reminding her without physically speaking of previous times she had sent me careening from the sky from attempting to piggyback me.

However this is a physical schema, and one to which I eventually thought of a workaround for; I had Manei transform to her form as a young child and then carried her into the air. This seemed to work for flying. I lifted into the air with her on my shoulders and found I didn't really have a noticeable drop in maneuverability. I was still able to weave around trees and buildings easily. There did, irritatingly seem to be a height limit of about 25 meters; and I could not gain any more altitude after that. I also seemed to have limited speed, as I tried to blast off at supersonic speeds and was unsuccessful.

I flew at (relatively) low speeds above the park and my town. My goals was to head away from the town, in order to hopefully find myself in an OTD environment, but I instead landed on a modified version my college campus. The buildings were larger, altered and more spread out but I recognized the basic layout. I lost lucidity and noticed that my legs felt really tired so I sat down by the side of a walkway wondering why I was so tired.

The dream scene was at the beach. There were houses on the shoreline that were gated off and had nice green lawns. There were pools on the other sides of the gates. I was riding along a boardwalk path thing on this unicycle that was 15-20 feet up in the air. There were groups of people on the beach in bathing suits and every time I passed a group they were looking up at me smiling. At some point I went over the gate and into a pool that was filled with some sort of plastic balls but they were really small. The guy who owned the house came out and started yelling at me but ended up saying "thanks for getting sugar in the pool."

Another dream I was in this cabin far out in the woods. It was my birthday and there were friends from home and my accounting program that were celebrating with me. It was like a party but it was also a sleep over. I was keeping tabs on people hoping they were having fun. There was a pool outside. The inside was really open and clean. Near the end of the dream this guy with a pony tail was gathering everyone around. It was time to go so he was giving a speech for my birthday. He sat me down at the door and everyone was gathered around as he was talking. I remember he was sitting down in front of me and I was looking into his eyes which were wide and a faint green. I think he was also a girl at some point in the dream too.

The dream opened up and people were leaving in cars, I think I went into the garage and went home. I went home and walked up to my neighbor's house where I saw my neighbor walking down the drive way. I said "hey Ms. Laurie" and we started talking about something that I can't quite remember, but it was controversial. I got behind their house and was scaling up the left side. It seemed like there was someone coming to kill people at the house.

From 08-03-2018

1. The woman in the tent
I'm a woman in my late twenties or early thirties. I used to be just a normal copenhagener. But for some reason I have had a psychotic break down, and now live in a tent in some abandoned place in the city. My POV shifts from 1st to 3rd person, so sometimes I can see the absolute squalor I'm living in, with old food (vegetables and goats cheese) rotting away in piles in the tent and mad drawings decorating the sides. But at other times I'm in her head, living her life, and then everything is different. I am then a party girl attracting all the men. For example I'm at a party at a hotel with a handsome guy, but another catch my eye, and I convince them both to come to my hotel room. Scene ends when I accidently get into the elevator without them. All the while I'm in the elevator I can hear two guys having a merry time in the neighboring elevator.
At some point my psychosis wanes a little and I see that a friend of mine has come to "rescue" me. It becomes very important to me that she doesn't discover the extent of my misery, so I joke with her, telling her that I just had a minor stress-related break down and went to live inthe tent to get closer to nature. I'm afraid she might look into the tent, because now I can see how disgusting it is, and there is no hiding my craziness if she sees my drawings.

2. Cows
I'm at the farm. A lot of people are around, because apparently the farm is also a school. My old teacher is there. I'm going to an exam later. Many of the cows have udders that are cracked through the middle like half-opened walnuts, and I'm very worried. I ask my mom to do something, but she is too busy making up something to heal their feet.

3. B2

4. The young witch
I'm a young witch, Harry Potter style, maybe around 13 years old. I'm at a party at Bag End (the Hobbit). The Weasleys, Hermione, Bilbo Baggins and a priest are also attending. I get drunk and make out with someone, but I can't remember who. The next day at breakfast I imagine it was Bill, because I think he is handsome. Hermione says that Bill gets around a lot, and to defend his honor I swear at her. The priest hears me, and spend the rest of the day convincing me that most women are sinful and useless and I am of the worst kind. In the end I'm writing pages in my diary about what a worthless female I am.

For these dreams I am writing some in present tense and I wrote some in past tense. It just depended on the complexity of the dream. Also Instead of just writing "Round 1 of dreams" "Round 2 of Dreams" etc, I am trying to title each thing that I thought of as a separate dream. Sometimes it is harder for me to tell where to draw the line between what is a separate dream or what is just a dream with multiple events in it.

Fighting with new Room Mate

I was living in my current room at 15 Swoo. A husband and wife had moved in. The husband was living accross the hall from me, but the wife actually moved into my room. It had to do with the wife being a really busy community involved person and never home anyway.

One day it was mid afternoon and I was in my bedroom. The woman tried to come into the room. I did not want her to come in at that time. I held the door shut, only letting it crack open a few inches, fighting to close it. I needed my privacy until I was done, but the woman was insistent on getting in. I was afraid she was going to go tell on me and I would get in trouble.

There were lots of little episodes with this woman during this dream. Another one I remembered clearly was that she was telling me I shouldn't sleep so late. I had slept in until 9. She was telling me I should use an alarm clock. I was telling her how I need the rest and it isn't her business any way. But the fact that she was trying to give me advice or whatever didn't get under my skin too much. I could see it was her own problem. She just couldn't focus on herself. I wanted to call my friend M and share about how I succeeded in not taking her comments personally, even though she directed them at me.

Dream Recall Dream

I had some dreams at some point about dream recall itself. More like conceptual dreams I think. It was something that needed to be recalled a certain way. As I clicked back through it on a computer, my computer slowed down, and I was seeing it all slower. I was wishing I had done it earlier. This part I don't remember well.

Notes

With my first sleep cycle, I actually woke up before I needed the bathroom, and thought through the dreams. I usually wake up after those first few hours of sleep, like, "Huh?" Pretty disoriented. But then it all comes to me. I actually fell back asleep thinking through them. "I will just stay still and think through them a little more, a little more..." And then I wake up however long later with more dreams. Oopsy!

Yelling at Smokers

I was at the local arborteum and on a trail up ahead I saw a guy smoking a cigarette. I yelled at him for polluting the trail and ruining the fresh air, and walked the other way. I think some people ganged up on me or we all fought some more. There was a lot more to this dream but I couldn't remember.

Guy Jumps

I had this one eventful dream that I could only remember vaguely upon awakening. It was farther back. But a man was in a relationship with a woman. He felt bad about it and so he climbed up to somewhere high up, like a wide chimney, and jumped down, and died. Then the dream showed the woman feeling kind of lost, maybe lost at sea. I couldn't remember much else in detail but I sensed there was a lot to this one.

Xerneas and Lugia Deck

I was in this college class room type of lecture hall. I got a free box of pre workout supplements. They contained caffeine though, so I was going to give them away. Then I looked and everyone had packs of Pokemon cards in these wire paper trays. My box had turned into a starter box of Pokemon cards, too.

One kid asked me if I would trade cards in my set for packs of his. I was thinking that I want to keep them because I could sell the cards, but maybe I could trade for more valuable cards.

Then I was playing a game with someone. I had a different deck at first that I forgot. But then I had Xerneas and Lugia in my deck. One Pokemon's move was titled Lugia, but it wasn't a Lugia card. They had interesting graphics that I can't remember clearly.

I was battling someone with my Xerneas and Lugia deck, a deck I actually built in waking life and had some fun with. I hadn't put out a Pokemon but I was just putting damage counters with the numbers 10 in orange or 30 in green where the Pokemon would go, as a form of preparation. My friend already had a few energy cards down. I think I explained why I was doing this.

Need Oil

I was at the local grocery store and my friend George was the cashier. I was trying to return some books. One was a personal book that had lots of highlighting in it and white dust. There was another personal text book too, and some others. I couldn't remember much of this clearly but there was a lot more to it. Apparently I worked at the grocery store in this dream, too.

Then I was walking up a hill, thinking I need more energy cards for my deck. This was related to the Xerneas and Lugia dream above which is why I think that that dream happened in the middle of the local food store dreams. But, I wrote it this way because it seemed clearer to me. But I was walking up the hill near the local library and local woods, thinking about adding energy cards to my deck. I would have to buy them on line somewhere. But I figured I already had 24 and that seemed like a lot.

Then I saw my friend Ryan and his girlfriend at the top of the hill. They were asking me for a ride somewhere. I had to shower and change my clothes since I had just worked at the food store. There was a shower at the food store I was going to use.
Some more stuff happened that I forgot.

Then I was in the back corner of the food store with my sister. I knew the managers and other workers there. My sister wanted Olive Oil but felt bad asking for it. I told her I had plenty of coconut oil. But the manager came back after just getting off break. In this dream everyone took a break every hour or so. So when the manager came out of the back of the store, from his break, I asked him if anyone could get oil, where they would get it. I phrased it in a way that didn't reveal it was my sister who wanted the oil, so she wouldn't feel bad. But I thought it seemed obvious that I was doing that.

Then the manager realized it was for my sister somehow and started rubbing her head, saying like, "Aww, its okay that you want olive oil." I thought this was kind of weird or inappropriate of him.

My sister and I were walking out of the store toward my Dad's car. My sister went to the window of the manager's car to talk to him. I went to my Dad's car. My Dad was kind of mad that the manager was hitting on my sister or something. I forgot the rest.

Lucid Dream Count

I had a dream I was walking around this neighborhood with big houses in the day light. I was thinking about my L D count and that it was only 25 or 26. I had estimated it was much higher but in the dream it came to me that it was lower than I had estimated. I was thinking of someone who had 55 L D's and how that seemed like a lot more to me now than it did when I assumed I had over 100.

I think I actually do have over 100 L D's but I didn't keep a formal count from the beginning. I have a plan to go back through all my dream journals from the beginning and get a count together, but going back through them all isn't as easy as it sounds.

Black Jump Suit?

I remembered one dream of something in a black jump suit, but nothing more about it.

Surf!

Some dream detail about playing a Pokemon R P G game. The Pokemon could use the H M for Surf.
Zelda type of game

I am seeing a Zelda type of video game from above. It is like 16 bit graphics. I bring my character to the "tile" next to this red villain guy. I feel pretty confident that I can defeat him from this "tile". But I am unable to really attack or defend myself. He puts a big red blade through the body of my character, who is like grey or beige in color. The red blade pokes out the other side. My character slumps to the ground. I can feel that my character is totally dead.

Video Game Raft

In this scene I was floating on a raft. Someone else was saying how I wasn't doing it good enough or something. I couldn't remember any more about it. I saw it from a top down view at times.

Red Melon

I am at my desk in my room. I have an orange shake in a cup with a hole in the bottom. I am blending it with an egg beater somehow. There is a bunch of cut dark red orange melon next to it that I am adding in. It is the size of half a large cantaloupe. As I add the dark red orange melon, it doesn't seem to add any volume to the orange shake.

Vitamin Burst

I am standing over my bed, looking into my tupperware of vitamins. There are small circular vitamins. The thought comes to me that they are dessicated liver. I realize that dessicated liver must not be vegetarian or vegan so I decide I will finish this bunch of them and just not buy more. I can see my fish oil capsules, yellowish, and my multivitamins, orange ish. On the bottom there is yellow oil and it looks like a fish oil capsule has exploded. I start to worry that I will have to throw away all the vitamins now.

M's Life Insurance

This one had to do with a big hole in the ground some how. And walking near the smaller dawn red wood at the local arboretum.

My friend M thought me might die soon so he asked for my bank information so that his life insurance policy could be transmitted to my account. It was for 65 thousand dollars. He wanted me to give some to his girlfriend.

After I gave him some information from my Debit Card, I worried that he had my bank information now. But I thought that it was only enough information to deposit money, not enough to withdraw money.

Childhood Photo

I am looking at a T V screen or computer monitor. On the monitor is a picture of me as a child and my sister as a child. Perhaps she is 4 and I am 8. She is wearing a shirt with pink and blue designs. It looks like we are both wearing my Mom's home made shirts. I am using my phone to try to take a snap shot of this photo and it is very clear, especially for a photo of a screen.

Suddenly I transition to where I am in the scene of the photograph. It is in the 15 Swoo Kitchen now. My Mom walks in the back door and looks heavier or older. My Sister turns into her friend Christine. My Mom is holding a tiny, tiny baby that might be my sister. But I notice that I am 8 so my sister couldn't have just been born. I am seeing it from a third person perspective.

Someone is wearing some kind of cow costume with fuzzy fabric spots on it. Either black spots on white fabric or something with beige, maybe both. A hand is touching the soft spots on the fabric.

Notes

I had some other details like something with my Aunt B or Aunt C at some point but not sure where those fit. These dreams were pretty easy to type up today. It seemed like less dreams than usual and I wonder what is up sometimes. It seems I haven't been dreaming as intensely in the last week or two as I ever had.

From 07-03-2018

1. The burning container ship, dying and becoming a ghost
I'm a worker on a container ship. A horrible fire has started on my ship. The only thing to do is leave on the life boats. I fall into one of them. I hurt my self falling. Dream changes. I'm in a car crash, and I die. I fly out of my body as a ghost. I see a wildlife camera and know that I've been recorded.

2.
I help catch two horses.

3. Secret agents
I'm Fury from Avengers. I am having an affair with another secret agent called Melanie. She is abducted while we are on a seemingly slow mission somewhere rural, working together with two local secret agents. I send the two local agents to retrieve Melanie, but they fail.

4. Many people in my house
My childhood home has turned into a place where people go for holidays. There are many people, and it is very difficult to get to use a bathroom. I open the door to the downstairs bathroom, and there is a girl sitting on top of the sink peeing in it. I quickly close the door, so she doesn't notice me.

5. Heath Ledger in my store
Heath Ledger seems to be working in the grocery store. I buy two bags of candy and offers him some from one of the bags. He eats it all and also the second bag. I do not get annoyed with him.

6. Slime aliens
I'm having a thing with a guy, who at some point sleeps with another woman and then gets possesed by a very slimy alien.

Haha, so I'm watching tv after I came home from work, when I recalled this thing I did last night. And I immediately also remembered, that this is not a first time I did it. Seems like I do this from time to time, not too often, but probably lot more than I remember.

So. As I'm standing, I start to lean backwards, without bending my knees. Like a piece of wood. I keep getting lover and lover. I don't have to strain any muscles or work on it. It feels like the air is somehow thicker and holding me up, gently lowering me down as I wish to go down. I can almost feel some force like anti-gravity not letting me crash. I get almost to the floor, when couple inches above floor I stop. Then I move myself back up, then down again. I feel like I have an audience and nobody else can do what I can. As if I had some special powers. It feels great.

Now I remembered, that earlier that day (yesterday), I was trying to WILD, and as usually, I imagine body movements. Swaying from side to side, and from feet to the head, and rolling to the side of the bed. Maybe this is what triggered this thing, because I don't want to call it a dream. It was more like some HH.