I'm walking about in my studio, which is just a fancy name for my computer room with big TV home theater setup and consoles. I'm lost in thought thinking what to do. I have so much to do, but I feel stagnant. I have enrolled in so many courses online as well. I just couldn't decide what to do and am feeling a bit overwhelmed by all the stuff I set out to do. I stop for a moment and look around. I notice that the room is completely empty. No home theater stuff, no couch, no computer table or chair. It's all completely empty. It occurs to me immediately I'm in a dream. However, I didn't feel like doing anything. I was feeling indifferent about the realization. I wanted to continue thinking about what I wanted to do. I tried jumping and immediately I started to float about as if there was no gravity. I continued being lost in thought just floating from one end of the room to the other and back again. It was calming to just float and think. I think to myself it would be cool if I can do this in waking. I decide to get grounded again and place my feet on the floor and suddenly the room changes somewhat. It now becomes a bedroom, but not exactly like my bedroom. It's as if my bed and stuff had been moved into my studio. I look around. That was sort of cool. It was bit dim though without enough light coming in through the windows. It was nighttime. I turn on the lights and sit down on edge of my bed. I didn't feel motivated to do anything. I decide I'll go take a relaxing bath. There is a knock at the door, I reply with "you can come in." It was Kana. She comes in looking surprised to see our studio turned into a bedroom. There was that unmistakable radiance about her, this was not just a Kana dream character. I ask her how she was feeling. She looks at me and tilts her head "Hey, you are lucid..." I look away. I say "Maybe... anyway, I was thinking of taking a bath." She looks puzzled. "In a dream?" she asks. I get up and ask her playfully if she wants to join me. She gets all flustered replying "look who's all grown up now." Of course, I was teasing. Something Kana used to do all the time. The bathtub wasn't nearly big enough for two anyway and I didn't feel like manipulating the dream. Kana says she's gonna nap if I'm not going to do anything. I get up and get undressed and wrap myself in towel. Then I put on light music and place my phone in the basket in the bathroom. I fill up the bathtub and put in some bath salts. I get into the warm bath. It was relaxing. I listen to the music. I never heard the music before. I lean my head back looking at the ceiling wondering what I'm doing. I'm in a lucid dreaming, I can be doing anything else but I had no motivation. I could be hanging out with Kana, but she would realize I'm feeling troubled and I didn't want to worry her. I think about my online courses and which I should prioritize. I still haven't put our life back together since Kana passed away. I get lost in thought. I start to feel drowsy and the dream fades.
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Morning of August 21, 1965. Saturday. In early morning, I am walking through an outdoor maze-like area in an undetermined location with about six other children of whom are unfamiliar. On each side of the old and broken sidewalk are various unusual plants in flower boxes of about two feet high of which are adjacent to the sidewalk. Some of the plants are as high as about three feet, but many seem to be drying out, some stems almost straw-like. Some of the plants seem like oversized sandspurs (Cenchrus), though a few have attractive flowers. The area is possibly an abandoned plant nursery or the forgotten large garden of someone who had moved. There is conversation, but I mostly had only recalled a girl saying something about “the garden bed”. Someone’s forgotten private garden may more likely be the case, as we eventually seem to be in the unmaintained backyard of a suburban residence. There seems to be the presence of an unusual odor, firstly thought to be coming from some pale flowers. We all walk closer to the back of the house. A girl in our small group opens the back door of this house. There appears to be something moving in the darkness in the center of the room. It is seemingly a skunk, but we can only see the white part of it very clearly. I suddenly become aware that it is startled and puzzled by our presence, and curiously, and very interestingly, the white part (body and tail) quickly form a question mark. The formation of the question mark, which seems to hover in the air (though I am still aware that a skunk is there) creates an intriguing sense of awe and surprise upon waking, as if the skunk’s surprise and puzzlement are my own; as if I am the skunk being awakened by the girl in the doorway. At this last point, I am seemingly also immediately (without implied to have walked here) near the center of the dark room, looking at the white vertical question mark while seeing the girl’s silhouette in the doorway. I eventually consider that it is my mother coming in to look in on me as I am sleeping (a puzzling transformation of the girl around my age suddenly becoming an adult as well as briefly perceiving myself as a skunk). This is one of many childhood dreams that taught me that dreams were based on the autosymbolic nature of the dream state and waking transition rather than having a waking life “interpretation”. The phrase “garden bed” in this case is an indicator that I am asleep and dreaming, though I do not become lucid here other than in the final moments. The transition of the preconscious shifts from my dream self’s perspective to seeing the skunk as my emergent consciousness. As with many other dreams, the autosymbolism is directly based on the puzzlement of becoming aware that I am dreaming. (This is inherent to the foundational meaning of all waking process autosymbolism.) The unknown girl in the doorway establishes this as doorway waking autosymbolism (a very common waking process). The door is autosymbolism for the impending exit from my dream in the final scene as well as the door to my real-life bedroom (and in fact, I have often used this knowledge for both liminal dream control and deliberately vivifying the dream state). It is a girl around my age due to the downscaling of my mother (who is usually the one to wake me while standing in my doorway). The skunk and its intriguing transformation into a question mark represents my puzzlement in liminal space (dark featureless room in this case rather than a more defined autosymbolic liminal space construct such as a porch or parking lot), as well as a form of defense against the preconscious factor in my liminal focus of not wanting to get out of bed just yet even though my dream self’s vague intent is to find my way back to my conscious self identity (which is basically what a dream is). I believe that this dream also had a precognitive thread, first validated in 1978 when my parents and I moved back to Wisconsin. The backyard and the back of the house in my dream seemed to match, in appearance, color, and orientation and distance (relative to the 901 Rose Street building we lived in on the second floor years previously), to the house my sister Marilyn (who had lived in the apartment across from my parents and I on Rose Street) was living in years later. (This is curious, as the majority of my dreams otherwise have unique fictitious composites as a setting.) Additionally, my father built cinder block flower boxes (similar to those of my dream) onto the front of our house after we had moved to Florida in 1967.
It’s been a while...and nothing much has happened. I’ve had 2 years of angst with moving home and breathing issues and currently the dreams have gone. But I met a guy today, a handyman of mixed race and we got talking and he’s got me motivated again. He’s basically interested in LD, meditation etc but he’s young and a family man and that will hold him back a bit. (oldies like me have all the time that nature has left us) So I’ll hopefully pick up the threads again. I know some neurons are still on standby because a few muttered mantras still get a slight response. I’m supposed to be book writing again but I’m time-wasting on Minecraft at the moment so I need to balance between LD, writing, games and life itself...we’ll have to see what happens won't we...
Morning of May 10, 2018. Thursday. I am in an unknown location that has somewhat of the essence of the middle room of the east side of the King Street boarding house (where I have not been since 1990). I am putting together this year’s education report. Curiously, a young female from the Brisbane Department of Education is present (though is a fictitious character or at least unfamiliar). I am showing her the documents that have been correlated thus far. One section is based on a calorie intake study relating to cereal. In going through the papers, I recall that half of the documents relate to my own education and are also due. I notice a sheet of A4 paper that I had apparently sketched a helicopter on, lengthwise on the paper. I am wondering if it is complete or needs labeling. Helicopters in my dreams are a common form of vestibular system correlation in anticipation of the drop.
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In the midst of the gloomy and frigid street, I could discern a small glowing sign, with unreadable labelling. Driven by destiny, I entered the building, to find myself in another cold and dark area. Nonetheless, from a barely visible blue carpeted staircase, I could hear some chatter and laughter, accompanied with the harsh and bleaching white light of masses of large and rectangular bulbs. Before long, I had ascended the staircase, to find myself in the conclusion of a modest recital, yet again with the blue carpet. There were multitudes of tables packed with individually shared food, such as chocolate bars and biscuits. Nonetheless, something was strange. Two men in black suits lurked in the corner closest to the staircase, whilst talking into block-like phones from the 1990s. They were watching me while they spoke, and as soon as they had concluded their conversation, they approached me silently, and gestured me through a red door. It was a reasonably spacious room, lacking in furnishing except for a whiteboard, and an elaborate mirror with silver embellishments located in a corner several yards away from me. Predictably, they pulled out identification of their allegiance, the FBI. As they approached me, I realized how ridiculous the situation was, and how text on the whiteboard was mysteriously morphing between each glance. I became lucid, and left with not many preferable alternatives, I dashed towards the mirror, the surface now commencing to shimmer and liquefy. I dove through it with ease, and after momentary non-existence, I fell onto hard pavement. As I rose, I could see a verdant yet organized suburban street. I suddenly recalled that I wished to gain deeper insight into the state by talking to a dream character. As I turned around to scan my vicinity, I noticed a golden retriever at my heels, with a surprisingly intelligent expression. Consequently, I proceeded to ask it a question: “What is your favourite animal, an elephant perhaps?” I realized that my query was a foolish question, when it started to growl and attack my calves, almost certainly due to my insensitive suggestion. What was I thinking? Desperate, I inquired about its favourite colour. Consequently, it responded in a gruff and deep tone,“Orange”. Unexpectedly, the animal vanished. Abandoned, I proceeded across the street to enter a grey building with an unknown purpose, but it seemed to be replete with dream figures. I entered through the glass door to find myself in a vestibule, but as I was entering the interior, a couple, who are the parents of WB, also entered. They smiled, and I said “Hi” in a friendly manner, to be merely shunned, as the mother patronizingly commented “Use ‘hello’ with us in the future, okay?” Offended yet embarrassed, I decided to wake up. Unsurprisingly, the first search of the day was "Is hi rude?"
Date of Dream: THU 10 MAY - 2018 Dream No. 327 - Separated Sections Dream 327 A - Can't Get The Guide (Lucid Dream 18) I don't remember much of this dream. From what I can remember, I was at some unknown house, although it was in my local area. I looked down at my fingers and took in the abnormal six... This is when I became aware that I was dreaming. I knew what I wanted to do this time. I walked backwards and forwards across the kitchen while saying “Dreamy WB! You've got to come and penalise Logan, I have to check his mail!”. No matter what I did, there was no response; she just would not appear. I was determined this time to not lose a chance with lucidity and I wanted to achieve those tasks. I kept calling and calling until I eventually woke up to attend to my blocked nose. Dream 327 B - Airport Chaos I don't remember how this dream started. From where I can remember, I was at this unknown airport. I see all these people around the place that are familiar to me. There's this company advertising themselves and at the booth are these famous American people; I don't know them though, they only claim to be famous in the dream. I went up to them but forgot what happened specifically. I think I was ignored, they disregarded me. I saw Logan with these people and so I went to speak to him. He led me into another room of the airport that resembled an old, worn down $2 shop. He was showing me all of this supposed Jeffy merchandise which he was complaining about. He said he didn't like a lot of the stuff and that it was bringing his YouTube channel down. I see these plain coloured light blue T-shirts hanging on a rack and so I ask Logan if they're apart of the downfall; he said they weren't. The dream then shifted scenes to be in the parent's bedroom of my old house. I was in the bed, scrolling on my phone. I was on my Facebook account, typing a comment on the The GamerLand Podcast page, explaining to Kevin Miller what TAFE meant, since he did previously ask. Note, that what has already happened is an exact replica of what happened in real life. The following events are unique to the dream. Once I publish the comment, Kevin comes physically walking into the room, standing at the foot of the bed. We talk and I find out that he didn't see the comment. I became somewhat frustrated, giving a heavy sigh as I open my phone up to show him the comment on the spot. He came and sat on the bed so I could easily face the phone towards him. In the dream, the first part of my comment stated something like, “Just wondering if you could maybe come and meet me at 12:00”, I noticed Kevin skipped reading this bit and so I wasn't happy yet again. But he did read the rest of the comment, the portion explaining TAFE and so I was satisfied with that. I forgot what Kevin was doing in the room from this point. A random ginger coloured cat, that wasn't mine, came into the room and hopped up onto the bed. It went for me and for some weird reason was vigorously digging its head in-between my legs. I do recall Kevin laughing and making a comment but I forgot what it was; I only faintly remember it was something about “lucid cat”. Back at the airport, I wasn't in the main complex but was rather stranded on the top of some thinly made brick tower. I do remember the weather was cold and the sky was grey, so thankfully there was a tin roof above me and rails surrounding the top so I wouldn't fall off. With me was this little boy with blonde hair and a slightly older boy kid that I have forgotten the appearance of... All three of us were stuck here on the roof. I told the little blonde boy, and the other kid who was listening in, that Dreamy WB could get us down. So I started calling for her and as it wasn't an immediate response, I had to call for her many times. After listening to me for some time, the little blonde kid actually piped in and started calling “Dreamy WB!” as well. I said to him that it wasn't a good idea for him to do so as multiple voices could confuse her. After some time, it was just me again. Dreamy WB actually came floating down from the sky as a hologram and hovered next to the tower, getting herself into a sitting position. Both me and the two boys climbed over the rails and parked ourselves onto her. Once she rode us down, she actually disappeared again. I don't remember what else happened in this dream. Dream Tasks - Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? No) - Investigate where my SML postage has gone (Achieved? No) - Reach the Gyeongbokgung Palace (Achieved? No) Dream 327: Results (Competition #3) 327 A Competition Night: 9 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Lucid Dream Guide: None Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes 327 B Competition Night: 9 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: Dreamy WB Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes Points For This Entry: 23.0 Calculation Details: - Reality Check, Fingers (5.0) - Become Lucid (10.0) - Was Induced via DILD (5.0) - Full Non-Lucid Dream: 327 B (1.0) - Help Someone In Need, The Little Boys - NL (1.0) - Summon A Dream Guide, Dreamy WB - NL (1.0) + Previous Total: 54.0 Total Accumulated Points: 77.0
Updated 06-10-2018 at 10:48 AM by 93119
This dream started off non lucid at first but as i looked around, and observed a chibi(It looked like Eye)on a paper, my awareness slowly built up till i realized i was dreaming. I was in my old room and not in the palace like i wanted so i imagined the arches of the palace entrance and began feeling for it. I was interrupted by a television that appeared. On it a Gaster like character from undertale crept up from the ground and was telling scooby doo like characters to hush and stay back while he approached whoever was about to come. I wondered if this showed because i depended on my dream guide to become lucid this time. Other smaller dcs began to creep around the floor as they sprawled up as well but i ignored them. My goal was to connect with the use of the palace and to find someones symbol. I began feeling for the edge of the arch door again closing my view until i felt it. When i opened my view i felt a shift and i was now at the palace! It was different though. I could hear a faint ethic music coming from my right and the left side to the distance wasnt fully there. There was a black area and dim lighting.Above and behind was perfectly visible though. A statue was also on top of the gate that looked like a slightly chubby shorter silver buddha. But he was dressed like an emperor with a small blue hat on his head. An overpowering blue with red and yellow stood out from his open traditional garment as he sat on top of the gate. (That statue reminded me of the statue they used in the palace to ward off bad dreams in the palace. As said by a tour guide in a palace video) Anyways, I moved forward thinking to go through the arch when i i noticed i couldn't see well. As I pondered what to do, i decided to walk back remembering that lucid bunnie put her symbol around the entrance. I thought what if it shown within the arch as i walked but i couldn't see well. I felt a slight push after that and as soon as I got out I heard a growl and felt something pulling on my clothing. It was a lion. I kept pushing it back as it attacked me.I also thought what if my thought of a palace guardian made the lion appear but I wasn't going to let it stop me from finding the symbol. I smacked the lion hard till it eventually stopped. However, after all that the dream shifted and I appeared in my old room. "No! It can't be over yet!" I imagined the palace again after closing my view than felt for the arch. I felt it again so i opened my view to see i was under the arch but it was dark and blurry. A force pushed me a bit but i held on until....i was in my old room again. This time on my bed. This was the old room where my dream guide Eye use to appear a lot. I could see that there was a dim light in the hall way and decided to go into the wall for defense. Once in the wall i thought of what to do but i was pushed out. I leaned on the bed than heard a faint helicopter sound. (I just realized the helicopter sound is reoccurring. It popped up in my DreamyWB dream)A thing that looked like a oval lamp with antenna began to float down left to right. This creeped me out so i looked away. However, when i looked back cause i was still curious if it was a symbol, i saw a small bird cage, like the one from my first dream. It came out of the dark corner still with the helicopter sound flying close to me. I could also see that my bird was inside it! "Is this a tactic to try and get me to not look away again?"I thought. It did help. Not only was one of my bird in it, there was also a white post card attached to the side of the cage. The post card had a blue and orange wavy color design with a very small white signature. I was so interested now but I got nervous i wouldn't be able to read the post card in time. I watched as it turned open and saw on the bottom of the open card there were big wavy letters. It was written in red orange ink. I remember a N and C, M, O, I, N being in the writing. But i got too excited that my thoughts began to effect the writing and i couldn't read anything. TwT Notes- After looking at pics i realized that there are statues at the entrance. I thought they were only within the palace cause in the wide view pics i didn't see the staue. Either way i didn't figure out the symbol and the post card was just another distraction. >. <
2018-05-09--.pdf 6th night in a row of a good night sleep and 51m of dreams on voice recorder so good recall/vividness thanks to everyone who reads them
Older dream from April that I forgot to post: Guigo Velvo I had a lot of dreams this night, I was with someone, but we were kids, and we were either running away from or fighting a monster, but throughout the night this woman kept on appearing to me, shifting in the dream - she didn't belong there, just hovering in the background, always watching, she was not my DC, I know what my DC's feel like Then she appeared again in the next few dreams, even though all of the dreams were completely different - she was always watching And then my final dream I was in bed, and my wife had just left the house with the kids and I thought the house was empty, and then suddenly this older woman, with this oversized stylised black albino unreal baby walked out of my bathroom into the room with me. And I realised straight away that I was dreaming, or having a WILD, she mad me lucid. I asked why she kept appearing in my dreams, who was she? She simply stated who I was, she said it was my last (re)carnation of this place, this planet, and that my true name was Guigo (first name is guessed in spelling) Velvo . I don't know why, but I insisted that she told me how that last name was spelt, so I wouldn'd forget it, she seemed a little annoyed but at my disposal. This totally shook me up, I had to sit for a while then wake myself up so I wouldn't forget (although I am sure I wouldn't have). The whole thing felt momentous
9/05/18 waiting for dream to solidify I drift to sleep, try to remain focused and start to play ball in my bedroom (in my head) and slowly it becomes the rest of my family there with me, and we are throwing the ball to one another, however I dont feel like the dream has solidified enough for me to walk away from this and before I do I wake up Children sacrifices Children are being hauled onto this Pirate ship, and thrown to this great beast in the see, a terrifying scary thing that needs to eat these kids , and it grows bigger and more powerful. I sneak onto the ship with a friend (for some reason it is the actress Melanie Lynskey) and we take out some of the pirates with kung foo, but just as we think we have defeated them my female companion is taken from behind and stabbed quick and fast in the neck, she grabs her neck and is thrown into a large net that is on the ship, laying there bleeding out. As I watch this on tv I shout out, I LIKED that character! why are they killing her off? The character I was is now played by Dean Winchester , and while he is reeling by the attack of his companion he is taken by surprise and is held down, trying to fight off his attacker. Suddenly the stabbed neck lady jumps out of that net, which she was previously dead from (this is terrible writing I think) and Dean and her run to a missile solo which happens to be on the pirate ship and launch some missiles at this beast, and just to be sure they also hack into a nuke and fire at at the beast as well.
Yesterday I talked with nanosr on our chat about LDs and how to get a WILD and stuff. So last night after falling back asleep after going potty, I did what I suggested to him. Pushed my head to the pillow until I got a sinking feeling and a headrush. Next thing I know I'm standing in a room which I recognized then. I went to the door and exited by turning the handle. In a long whitish hallway, passing many doors. I again decide from memory of my goals to open a door and see what's there. I say "hello" and very clear voice of my brother and mom answer back. Third voice I didn't recognize. I'm looking for them, but I think I only see a figure of my brother, but from the place where my mom's voice is coming from, there is nobody. It mildly freaks me out and I exit. There was another dream, me visiting a friend. And some neighbors cats bringing their babies to play at our house with our cat and her babies, and then they took a nap. They were so beautiful.
Date of Dream: WED 9 MAY - 2018 Dream No. 326 - Separated Sections Dream 326 A - World's Strictest Parents I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I was at the Dandenong hospital but it looked different than it does in real life. All of the corridors had their floors lined with blue vinyl. Along the way, Murray appeared in his Sly 4 appearance but he looked angry for some reason and this made me scared of him; hesitant to ask him anything, let alone what he was doing there. He vanished though and he reappeared in his Sly 2/3 appearance. This time, he smiled and signalled for me to come over to him. I was still hesitant but soon, my fear went away and I approached him. When I was close enough, he hugged me and it felt good. The scene then changed to me being at my old house. I forgot what I was specifically doing there but there was a film crew knocking on our door. Apparently my parents were going to be the host parents for an episode of World's Strictest Parents but I wasn't supposed to be a part of the show. There was only one British girl there and she had a really snobby accent like on the real show. The camera crew were coming towards my direction and so I had to fly away from them. Although I wasn't supposed to be in the show, the whole cast and cameras was chasing me. I end up going into the backyard and escaping through the fence that leads back to the front yard. That's all I can remember about this dream. Dream 326 B - Event Evaluation I don't remember much of this dream. From where I do remember, I was at Knox Shopping Centre. As I was walking into Target, I saw Murray just inside of the entrance, to the right, in his Sly 2/3 appearance, just before the women's clothes. This Target had no distortions and so resembles the real life one exactly, including layout of stock. Also, Murray spoke in his lower pitched Sly 2 voice. He ends up asking me something like “Hey, when we met back there; did you like option one where I was all stern and stuff or did you like option two where I was a nice guy?”. I personally preferred option two but as I was afraid of offending Murray, I said “I liked both of them” but then he goes “Hang on a minute, you haven't heard option three yet”. I just looked at him in a confused way and thought to myself, “Since when was there an option three?”. I then realised I had to look for an item of clothing but for some reason, I was all in a panic about it. Murray finished talking to me and then patted his hand on my back, sending me off on my way. I took a jacket off one of the racks and ran around the entire women's clothing section with it. I was trying to find a certain clothing item but I couldn't find it. The dream ended there. Dream 326 C - Don't Worry I'll Get You I was in some unknown area and the sky was a yellowish tone and smoky outside. I walk into the wooden mushroom shaped house to find myself talking to a distorted version of Mario and Luigi. Something doesn't feel right but I don't notice this yet. The only thing I do see is that Mario and Luigi have an old, sickly look about them like they were smoking and they've been largely affected by drugs and other substance abuse... But I didn't make any connections. It's only at one stage when I'm talking to Mario that I see Dreamy WB come up to me and pull me away from him by the arm. Her appearance is the asymmetrical afro, wearing an ash grey/black hoodie jacket, black athletic pants and white runners. She had this largely concerned look onto her face as she passed me onto Murray, Sly 2/3 appearance, who picked me up and carried me, running out of the house. When we were outside, Murray put me down and both him and Dreamy WB were talking to me; I forgot what they said though. I then looked up in the sky and made the connection. This area was war torn and Mario and Luigi were partially responsible, hence why Dreamy WB and Murray evacuated me... Mario and Luigi were dangerous. The scene then changed. I was at the newly renovated Glen shopping centre with my mum. Like in real life, I was really excited and wanted to check out all the new shops on offer. There was an ice-cream shop that I came across that had endless amounts of ice-cream flavours, ones never even heard of in real life. I really badly wanted to try one but my mum kept saying no and eventually got really mad at me. She rushed me out of shops and we ended up in the car park, heading back to the car. When we got into the car and was driving home, I turned on the radio, with the acknowledgement that my mum's favourite radio station is Smooth 91.5. No matter what I did though, I couldn't find that specific radio station and the numbers that were already there were stations that didn't exist in real life. I decided to tune the radio to see if I could get different stations but the numbers just got weirder and weirder. Eventually, there was this song that played and the jingle of it was “Don't worry, I'll get'cha, don't worry, I'll get'cha” and it also mentioned something about classrooms and meditation. My mum said that my dad had this song on one of his CDs at home. We were then back home, which was the old house. My dad came into the sitting room and showed us the CD that we were talking about earlier. The name of the guy singing these songs was SHig, who was my economics teacher but then the voice in the dream didn't sound like him at all. The dream ended there. Dream Tasks - Get Murray back as a regular DC/DG (Achieved? YES) - Have Logan receive harsh penalties from Dreamy WB due to reckless social behaviours (Achieved? No) - Investigate where my SML postage has gone (Achieved? No) Dream 326: Results (Competition #3) 326 A Competition Night: 8 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: Murray Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes 326 B Competition Night: 8 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: Murray Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes 326 C Competition Night: 8 Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid Dream Guide: Dreamy WB & Murray Emergency Team: None Eligible For Competition Points: Yes Points For This Entry: 5.0 Calculation Details: - Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0) - Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0) - Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0) - Achieve an old personal goal: NL (2.0) -> Get Murray back as a stable DC. + Previous Total: 49.0 Total Accumulated Points: 54.0 I just found that Logan's been unfortunately reputable on the media as well, for months I was naive and now I see it. Dreamy WB needs to do something fast.
Updated 05-10-2018 at 03:56 AM by 93119
6/05/18 I am at a boxing club, with my family; I am looking at some photos they have around the place and see a signed photo of Rocky Balboa - which underneath says 'you're the best - around' (apparently he trained at the boxing club) and then that same song comes on the radio (from the karate kid) as everyone trains and it is super cheesy. I then hang out with Mike Tyson for a while because apparantly we are friends 2 Watching a tv show about a sci themed thing, a virus has escaped or something. Some guy is supposed to be a donor, and everyone is super impressed, but then he runs away in a dark tunnel because he is scared. 7/05/18 1 Titus dream fragment of hanging out with titus andronicus, from that tv show, and he is dressed in a black sheet, and looks like a character from Howls moving castle, like a ghost or something so I tell him perhaps he should change 2 Step dad I'm with my step dad, driving around , and he is causing issues, he's drunk, and flays around making me swerve and crash the car. I get out, and I need to fix these gifts I got for everyone, but they are broken, and I dont have a ride home and my step dad is just sitting there in his own drool totally drunk 3 Lucy - again I'm walking around a shopping centre, and my hair is long again, but its also twice as large in volume and seems a bit silly, but I try to straighten it by flattening it with my hands. I see Lucy, but I want to act cool, I dont hate her this time, but I feel I need to talk to her, but dont know how to approach her. So I kind of, drag behind her, the plan was to pretend that I was just walking right past her and bump into her, forcing us to speak, but she sees me following her and tells me to get lost, stop being a creep
3/05/18 Angel Head - Today at 8:00 PM I'm trying to work, I'm in an office, but there seems to be an issue with the woman that work at the office with me, and the argument is getting more and more heated. I sigh, lift my head out of my work and walk next door, the first woman is saying what a stupid cow the second woman is, because she just went and dumped that actor, David boreanaz, and he seemed to be perfect in every way, but apparently he told her he kissed a guy before and she became disgusted, turns out she is a giant homophobe. I tell the first lady to cool off, and try to talk some reason to this second lady, but turns out she is a moron ! She cannot be reasoned with 2 I'm speaking to #stranger through this messaging system, and he is at an airport going somewhere, I send an image to him as a joke , a meme, and my Grandma suddenly appears and asks what it is, so I have to explain to her all about Memes 4/5/18 End of the world There are zombies everywhere, and they have us corned in a small warehouse, then only way to get out of this is to launch the nuclear missiles and destroy everything, we are convinced that we will be spared for some reason. SO we launch the missiles and in slow motion everything is obliterated , but the 5 of us survive , somehow. But then we turn to the camera (all wearing hood for some reason) in where our face should be is nothing, we have been killed. But then, suddenly, we are bought back to life. I then get up and switch off the tv because this is really a bad story for a film lol Dreaming talk I am around my friends house talking to him about Dreaming, his mom is there, and pops her head around the corner to make sure she is making a sandwich for me . As he's making the Sandwich he is talking about having come to a point in dreaming, where now he lives day and night the same, he is lucid all of the time, and that is how he cracked being lucid all of the time at night. Transparent boobs A man is in a nightclub, I think is a game show host, and he is poking this girls transparent dress, but she pushes him away, and it turns out she had transparent boob implants Dreamt about eating a Crepe that had honey and nuts in them - mmmm - another dream that my wife started smoking again
2/5/18 old friends part 2 I am talking with ELoise, another old friend, and catching up. But she then turns into a guy I hardly know, but in the dream I seem to know him very well, and I have had a relationship with him (although in real life it was actually with Eloise) I tell him thank you, for going through all of that (now becoming semi lucid) and that strange awkward relationship, because it made be become who I am today, but then I get a pang of something else, like there was a way I am now that isnt right, but it is too late to turn back and change things. I do an RC and check again the weight of my arm (thanks #hukif ) and go searching for my daughter, I call out her name and find her. Then I tell her to do an RC, and she pinches her nose, and I fly high with her, and drop down fast and finally put her back home, where she now has changed to my youngest daughter, she asks if we can dream together the next night, and I say sure thing. 2 Trap Door I am busy renovating the house, I knock out the bottom of the kitchen area to reveal the original real floor of the kitchen, which is about 20 inches deeper than the current floor. I can see all sorts of differences with this original floor, its like peeking back in time at the old kitchen. Suddenly a large rock is moving and it is a huge spider carrying a rock on its back. It creeps me out, and then something else is coming foreward, out of the ground, in this dark scary place - and creature with a swirling purple body. And I spot another that is following it. I say we need to block this part off of the kitchen again and not think about it!!
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