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[From November 17, 2016]

I don't remember the beginning, but here we go.

I am staying at someone's house. Apparently, I have done something wrong, so I am placed in this room with "evil" spirits who are meant to drive me insane.

Yes, there are spirits in this room. One is particularly active. I can only see him when he comes close to me, and he disappears when he moves too far away. He looks terrifying: a black humanoid mass with a crooked head, bloodshot eyes and a wide-open mouth. I am at first afraid, but soon notice the way he shies away when I come near. He does not intend to hurt me. He seems curious, but afraid.

I greet him and begin talking to him, using humor and turning the lights off to make the environment more comfortable. Slowly his form changes into something more human and then into a man, now emitting a bright blue glow. I am cracking jokes and making him laugh; as he smiles, his aura glows brighter. He is wearing something rather silly - booty shorts and a tropical shirt. He cannot physically speak, but communicates through vibrations, which works better than words in this situation.

We talk about art; apparently he is an artist, so I conjure some of my artwork. He also enjoys talking about holidays and Halloween. He has some rather fond memories of his family. I ask him why he is wearing such a ridiculous outfit, and he says he thinks it is rather funny.

As we communicate, other spirits gather around. One is another man and the other is a woman who adorns a tangle of red hair. They all look weathered, but lighten up as they listen in and communicate with me and the others. The dream ends shortly after this. It was a rather pleasant dream.

A lot of cool world-building in this dream. It's (presumably) the future. Neo-Nazi groups have taken over vast swaths of Africa and the Middle-East. Europe is now one nation, the United States of Europe. The European refugee crisis and SJW culture has gotten so bad, cities now have entire (dilapidated) ghettos that are utterly lawless and where the 'refugees' can do whatever they want. Dare to criticize this state of affairs, and they call you a bigot. Basically, the present but worse. I think the North America was also one nation in this world.

Anyway, me and two others walked through such a ghetto and visited an outdoor market where merchants hawked their wares. I saw the world map on a retro-looking computer screen in the wall (like an ATM, but not an ATM), highlighting the factions and the territories they controlled. Someone put something with a Neo-Nazi symbol on it into my friend's backpack, and he was immediately cornered by angry 'refugees'. No police here, so usually the scum just murders anyone they don't like. My friend (who looked like Brendon Hartley, a race driver in F1 and WEC) was a very smooth talker, and managed to talk his way out of it. When we walked away from the market, I expressed outrage over how they could just threaten someone's life and get away with it. Being SJWs, my friends ignored me, saying I was a racist. Apparently, liking law and order and disliking your country turning into a garbage dump ghetto is racist. Robin Williams was there too, and he spouted some stereotypical anti-Trump bullshit. Anyway...

We arrived at some other shop, and some kid was behind the counter. My friend handed the kid a ring. The kid looked like he was getting a vision. He said he'd seen my friend in a vision of the future (the ring was 'connected' to him and acted as a conduit for the kid's ability), and said he had to save the world. We (myself and the second friend) also played a role, but more as sidekicks. What followed was bizarre. The world turned on its side. We were still in the room, and it was like gravity suddenly changed direction. It came from the side instead of below. Objects from the wall in the distance 'fell' toward us, and we had to dodge all the debris. The wall itself started crumbling and the glass of the windows broke. I struggled to dodge the razor-sharp glass shards. But time was also weird. The scene event kept repeating, like Groundhog Day. After a while, I knew exactly where every piece of debris would fall, so I could dodge it easily.

Later on, this room was a crime scene. It looked like it had burned down. I was alone, and entered the building while the cops were still setting up their equipment. I was there to recover the ring, which was still there.

At first, I dreamt that I was in the front yard of my friend (Z)'s house. Our dads were sorting our clothes, yelling at us and getting rid of what's "inappropriate" (Basically just crop tops and shorts of any kind.) I remember there was a dark blue crop top T-shirt with three rings near the bottom, which would expose the stomach area. (Z)'s dad said, "Oh, hell no." And threw it into the "inappropriate" pile. I also feel like I remembered seeing a long sleeved crop top with a Disney character on it, like Winnie the Pooh or something. At one point, other people came, and we were all trying to sneak away from the piles of clothes. I remember it was pouring rain at this point. We were pretty successful, until I realized that someone else needed to escape.
My American history lessons must be leaking into my dreams, because, at this point, I ended up helping a runaway slave. He was in his late teens or early 20's, with short hair and (I think) a light blue, button up shirt.
Although the rest of the environment was modern (cars, etc.), the guy that I was helping looked and acted like he was still from the 17 or 1800's. So, my mind decided that we were in the 1700's, although there were still cars and modern streets all around. We got into a car, which had an interesting design. It was wide and rounded, reminding me of something out of The Lorax. I'm pretty sure that it was red, and on the inside, the levers and stuff were a lot longer (easy access?). The doors were also different; the hinges were around where the middle of the windshield would be, so it was... Interesting.
He drove for a bit, quickly and recklessly, to go north quicker. After a few minutes, we realized that if someone saw him driving, they would report him as a runaway. Because of this, we switched spots (while the car was still in motion), and decided to pretend that he was my slave to avoid suspicion. I think I woke up at some point in the middle of this dream.

I had another dream, but all I remember is that I was walking in a forest, on some kind of quest. There were patches of snow, and a path, which led into a cave. I don't remember any of what happened, but it was I nice environment.

The first dream happened the morning of the 25th.


The dream memory was pretty jumbled when I woke up, so I am reconstructing based on memory, voice recording, and a bit of creativity.

Earthquake / Movie Series
I was trying to ride a bike, but it wasn't working correctly. A device I was looking at told me to visit two locations in town due to recent "embarrassments" that happened. My brother went with me to check out one of the stores. I recall seeing some items such as old gameboy advance SPs, UFO stuffs, etc. Thinking back, it reminded me of a souvenir shop.
Next thing I recall I was in a shed behind the house I currently live at, when suddenly the ground started shaking fairly violently. I walked outside and the earthquake got serious. I could see the ground moving and I had to crouch to the ground and try to hold on to something. I then saw what looked to be a tree in front of the house topple over completely. I heard it crack and snap, and saw the top of the tree disappear out of sight. The earthquake stopped, and I went to go investigate. My family stayed back in the shed for some reason. Turns out the majority of the tree was still intact, but a large branch had snapped right off and was lying in front of the tree. Suddenly it started pouring outside. I had the feeling my family was just about to leave the house to go visit my niece and nephew. I went inside the house for some reason, and on my way up the stairs I noticed it was raining indoors! Like a minecraft glitch or something the rain was just straight and consistently falling from the roof, yet there was no visible holes showing the outdoors. I noticed how odd it was, then I saw the window was open, so I shut it, even though it didn't fix it. I went to my room and it had a layer of water on the bottom. It was also raining in this room as well. I started lamenting my computer as it had to be toast now due to the water exposure. I grabbed whatever it was I went into the house for.
I then explored the house further for more damage and found myself in what seemed to be an attic. Again, it had a layer of water on the floor, so it was flooded. I noticed 3 distinct holes that were just spewing water. One spot looked like a drainage pipe that just came loose, so I pushed it together and it was fixed. The other two were a hole in the floor and one on the wall. I then noticed what I figured was either a hot water heater or otherwise a pipe of some sort. I turned off the water flow and let it drain a bit I opened the hatch to get inside and walked on in. I patched any further holes I saw inside these pipes, but on my way out a family member must have noticed the door open because the door suddenly shut and the water valve was turned back on. I then drowned due to the rising water level inside...
Suddenly the perspective changed and I was watching the character that died, and he looked just like Jim Carrey did in Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind(Which I just watched the night before. Good movie, recommend).
I get a glimpse of the character's funeral which included the typical black dresses, weeping, etc. The family was mortified. I then saw the outside of the home again. I'm just observing whats going on, and I see a few white statues gathered around the yard. I thought about how I could have shared with the family what I was doing before trying to fix the leakage. I then blamed myself for causing my family so much grief. Even though the character, or me, or whatever was dead, I was still walking around like a ghost or something. Feeling guilty, I left a message for the dream wife explaining what happened and apologizing for being an idiot. The white mages I saw before approached me, and called themselves dead poets. They invited me to join their group, under the condition that I abandon my old life and never contact them again seeing that I'm dead. They did recommend staying for the burial. They told me I would not be seen due to the SEP. (Somebody else's problem, an effect from HHGG that causes people to ignore the supernatural as if it wasn't there simply because they couldn't possibly be bothered to see it.) I replied that I kinda sortof made a scene my leaving a voice message on the wife's phone. They laughed it off and said that couldn't possibly have any effect. She wouldn't hear it, or it wouldn't have any ramifications, etc. They were wrong. My dream wife saw me immediately at the wake and chewed me out for "faking my death" and "Being an asshole" and "betraying the family..." RIP. She accused me of having an affair, that I didn't love her, etc. what a mess.


The next dream happened the morning of April 26th, after my sleep cycle ended. I recalled no other dreams, so I set my alarm to snooze. Still no dreams. Back to sleep, and that's where this dream comes in. Tragically, I immediately lost many of the dream's details once I woke up, and even with grabbing the voice recorder right away, I could not recover many details I wanted to.


TOTY / Lucid
The dream was very hazy. I found myself floating which is a normal dream sign for me. I commented that I must indeed be dreaming, since this only happens in my dreams. I instantly became lucid, but I really wanted to stabilize the dream. I wanted to make it more vivid, make sure it doesn't end soon, and to increase my control in the dream. I did the nose plug RC and I could breathe well. I noted how unusual this was, since usually when doing this RC I have to struggle to breathe through the plugged nose, but this dream it worked as if there was no blockage at all. I did indeed stabilize the dream to where it felt vivid, but I couldn't fully engage my senses. I was there, but it was not as good as it could be. I started on my list of tasks I would like to accomplish. Step 1, teleport to dream house. One goal is to make my childhood home the center of my dreams. I want most dreams to start there, and I want it to be a hub to visit various persistent dream realms and projects. Anyway, I don't remember how I got to the dream house, but I recall seeing a table and thinking with expectation that I would spawn in a fantasia hat. This hat would allow me to make inanimate objects come to life and do what I wanted them to. The hat did not appear at first, so I then tried putting my hand in front of me and covering my sight of the table where I wanted it to spawn. I then said it would be there when I lowered my hand, and it indeed was there! The hat felt very fake though. The color was more purple than blue, and it was smaller than expected, so it didn't fit my head. It just sat on top. I made a small object come to life. It floated, it glowed, it made sounds, but it didn't do any chores. I then tried it on a vaccum cleaner and a broom. While it did work, I noticed each object earned a small black attachment that signified it was being controlled by the hat's magic.


I then went exploring in the house, and found it was a mixture of 3 homes I have previously lived in. My logic was clearly not as it should have been at this point because I exclaimed several times how accurate things looked while at the same time fumbling throughout the place like I didn't know where I was going and the layout didn't make sense. I was sortof trying to recreate my dream house as I was walking around and it didn't quite work. I recall going upstairs looking for my old bedroom and I found 3 bedrooms that shouldn't normally be there. I was exploring my old bedroom and noticed it had purple paint on the walls and it was nothing like the appearance of any bedrooms I have had before. I did notice my old comforter on the bed though, so that's interesting. I did actually see the hallway and my older brother's bedroom upstairs as I remember them. The bedroom had a blue carpet and was empty. I called for my dream guide but she didn't show. I tried summoning her around a corner with no success; I called her name, and random children and pets showed up. I actually called out the name Melania at first before catching myself that her name should be Sarah. I ended up going back downstairs and I saw my two brothers eating a pasta meal, and I was going to sit down with them but the only open seat was covered in pasta..

I am with another person in a deserted building complex behind a locked gate. We have been there a very long time. We appear to be trapped. There is another person within the complex who is hunting us. It becomes evident that we are his prisoners. We run down the staircase and into the parking lot where my car is. I have a folding baby stroller with me that I put in the backseat. It is very windy. The person with me is making a lot of noise; I begin to hope the wind masks the noise enough to keep us from being detected. We get in and start the car but decided not to charge the gate. We have nowhere to go. We exit the car and go back into the building, which is now very dark. The other person is still there, within the building, hunting us. The building has many multi-levels and he could be anywhere. I try to ask "Google" about the layout of the building and the search reveals many secret entrances and new floors. I see this information as a way to buy us some more time to hide. Dreamt 3/13/2017

I am with a group of people, we are listening to the guitar solo from "Goodbye to Romance" being played by Randy Rhoads. It is a beautiful experience. Among those in the group is Garry Kasparov, looking as he did in back the late 80's. He is sitting down and reading something from a laptop or newspaper. Randy Rhoads is also there in the group of people, but it is not clear if he is playing the solo or listening to the recorded version along with everyone else. Ozzy is not there. Dreamt 3/11/2017

I am playing a game of one-on-one basketball with some black guy in a strip mall parking lot. The parking lot had been converted to a court. I am doing jump shots, lay-ups, and hook shots. It is very realistic; I make some of the shots but also miss some - the dream corresponds exactly to my skill level IWL. At one point the ball goes flying over to where a mailman is. He catches the ball and throws it back to us. When I catch the ball I notice it is larger than before and is covered in a velour material, as though someone put a sweater over it. The cover doesn't fit it right on the basketball; it begins to loosen. Eventually a sleeve comes loose and dangles out, revealing that it is indeed a velour sweater. Dreamt 3/10/2017

So, this is my second Dream Journal post today, because I ended up going back to sleep later that morning for a nap. First I slept on my back after doing some meditation. I had some dreams but didn’t remem bird them.

All the Channels

I remember I was typing on my lap top. Typing dreams I guess. Typing away on there. There was some audio that kept coming on. Maybe a sports broadcast.

My Dad kept coming in my room and setting up a T V. it was a big T V. My room was a lot bigger, too. “Now we can watch all the channels!” said he, excitedly.

Hiding

There was one scene where I was kind of on our back deck. And I saw the back yard neighbors window open. It was black. But the mom was out there and some kids.

I was behind some wall kind of thing. I felt the need to hide. Not sure why. Maybe I realized it was fine and I could get up. But I remember really really hoping they wouldn’t see me!

More Lap Top

Funny I would dream of my Lap Top a lot. I was typing more on my lap top. I REM ember that the blue headset wire had pulled out. In waking life this causes my computer to blue screen so I was like, oops. Maybe I don’t need it in because I hadn’t been listening to anything.

I remember I was at a podium this time. Maybe more audio kept coming on. I think someone was telling me they did something for me.

I remember tilting the screen to get the words to appear better. As if there was a glare. The screen was red orange with black text like when f.lux is on a high setting.

Forgotten parts

I thought there might have been a part at my Nana’s room or something. I tried to store some details in my head but later, after the FILD, found I had forgotten at least some.

Vibrations

I started to get some vibrational sensations like I might Dream Exit Induced Lucid, Dream. I tried to amplify the ringing but it didn’t go anywhere yet.

As I did this I realized I might forget the previous dreams. I told myself I formed a strong enough memory.

Finger Induced Lucid, Dream

Yeah! So Then I randomly got the idea to try Finger Induced Lucid, Dream. I think it was the fingers on my left hand I started to twitch. I felt something happen I never felt before.

It was hard to describe. I will have to pay more attention to it in future attempts. But something like a bright light in my head. And some sensations.

Twitching my 2 fingers felt different too. They started to move super fast because I was probably twitching my dream fingers.

Back in bed

I was back in bed. Or so I thought. I figured the Finger Induced Lucid, Dream had done nothing. But then I noticed another sports broadcast playing. That wouldn’t be playing in my room since I didn’t leave it on. And no one was home. So I felt like taking a little chance that I was in the dream world.

I’ve heard of this before. During Wake Initiated Lucid Dream for example. Someone being in their bed, and it seems like its their physical bed, so they’re afraid to move. But really it’s a dream and if they open their eyes its going to be a dream.

Snow?! In my Room?!

I started to feel snow fall on me. This seemed normal at first. (LOL) I opened my mouth and let it fall on my tongue. Yep, snow.

Then that also made me think this might be a dream. So I decided to roll onto my back at least and take a peek.

Getting Up

First I was on my back. My low back felt stuck to the bed but everything else could move.

I got to where I was still stuck on my lower back, but I had fallen onto the floor. Or teleported there. I still wasn’t totally sure it was a dream. Maybe I was just getting up.

I willed myself to stand. It was kind of like flying a little, more than using legs and arms to get up.

I still had my eye mask on within the dream. I had to remove a few layers of cloth until I could see. They kept appearing once I removed the previous one.

Invisible

One thing I noticed was the objects in my room kept going invisible. My room was laid out like waking life. Shelf in same place. Desk and lap top in similar place. Even my Dream Journal chair in same place.

Even my dream body would blink into invisibility, then become visible again. I noticed this when trying to check my hands to verify it was a dream. I had a hard time believing that I hadn’t just gotten up out of bed physically.

This will prove it!

I eventually found my lap top and opened it. There was a VLC kind of icon on the task bar, but more to the left than in waking life.

I tried to open a note pad file. My goal was to type myself something and then see if it was there later. But the more I noticed the difference in the computer, I was already sure it was a dream.

Morphing Keyboard

What really sealed the deal was the key board. It was smaller and had more tape on it. Also I remember looking at the letter “D”. It was like where “W” in waking life. But I did the good old double check letters and the “D” became an “S”. The rest of the letters morphed, too.

Popped Back

I thought of checking out the window or something but the dream didn’t seem that stable. Everything was going invisible and stuff.

After I was looking at the key board more I thought, “You know how I will know it’s a dream? That thing will happen where my consciousness pops back into my body in bed. So that’s how I’ll know.” And then that happened.

Notes

I was really excited to get my first Finger Induced Lucid, Dream! It was hard to believe since I never entered a dream that way. But I guess the Finger Induced Lucid, Dream teleported me into a dream. Very cool.

Thanks for reading!

I bought a submarine at some sporting goods store and I'm looking for a place to launch it. My wife suggests I try the water over by a Lowe's. I tell her the lake is too shallow, and it doesn't go to the sea. I look over to my left and see an ocean of water in the distance my wife is pointing at: "What about that?"she says. In a flash, there is water all around me and I am adrift on a skinny canoe. The water is dirty. Other people are in boats not far from me. I approach the shore, climb out of the canoe and walk through the shallow water. As I do this, the canoe suddenly turns into a thin tube and opens at both ends. I push it under the surface of the water as I continue to walk toward the shore. A snake appears and enters one of the openings. I carry the tube with the snake in it onto the land and drag it to a tree. The snake then crawls out of the tube and coils into a ball beneath the tree. It has a long pointy nose like a viper. It suddenly launches itself at me like an arrow, but misses. It then rematerializes beneath the tree in a coil and prepares to launch at me again. I am paralyzed in the tree and cannot move. It never strikes me to my recollection, and eventually I drift from the scenario. Dreamt 3/9/2017

Well, my insomnia’s back. I made 4 questions for myself. One, What do you think causes your insomnia? Two, describe your experience of insomnia. Three, What would your ideal night of sleep be like? Four, why do you want better sleep quality? Then I answered those so I am going to go back over question one piece by piece and see what I can change to see if it makes any difference.

Sleep Cycle One

Pokémon
In my first round of dreams, I had this thing about Pokemon. Some legendary Pokemon and a way to hack the moves. They had moves called S 5 and S 6? I remember a legendary trio but they were dream originals. The map went off somewhere maybe by a lake. Memory just on the tip of my tongue.

Cheese
There was a
Something with a rich guy wanting us to eat cheese.

There was a little hardened cheese left in the dish. It was like he demanded I eat it. I kind of forced myself to.

Aunt Butting In

There was something with my Aunt. My apartment was flooded with water but it seemed normal. Like its normal to just swim down the stairs and stuff. I was blocking my Aunt out. It seemed like she was butting in.

Someything Else

There was somehting else I put on my voice recorder but its not on the top of my head.

Sleep Cycle Two

After some insomnia I actually did fall asleep. I found myself in a dream and became pre lucid. But the dream checks didn’t conclude in lucidity. The rest of the dream was interesting anyway.

Computer

I was on my computer. A task manager kind of program popped up, and it played music. It looked like it was doing a virus scan. The music it played surprised me. It was just an instrumental but it didn’t seem to go with the program.

Eventually it said 14 threats were removed. But one was remaining. The thumb nail of the program had a picture of santa claus. I had to remove that one too. It said the word alert.

Pre Lucid

Eventually I got that program to close. The task bar at the bottom was like my dream the other night. In fact, my dream the other night came to mind, and I was like, wait. Didn’t I dream of my task bar being a little different like this another night? (The start menu was moved over or missing and it was just different.)

At first I doubted it but I decided to finger palm test. I pushed my finger through and it seemed like my hand was solid. I felt my finger between my bone of my hand but figured that was normal in Physical Matter Waking Consciousness if I push hard enough. Also a little dent appeared on the back of my hand. But I figured that was normal in Physical Matter Waking Consciousness. It made me think finger palm tests were just too dangerous.

But I would do a nose pinch breathe test anyway. So I did pinch my nose. I also covered my mouth, to be thorough, and try to breathe. My conscious mind was very active within the dream. Too bad I didn’t actually become lucid.

Air passed through. But I told myself I must not be covering the whole air passage. So it couldn’t be a dream.

It’s not a dream

I looked around my room. I remember seeing my window without curtains. I saw the dark night outside. But light was on in my room.

I considered flying out the window. But I was like, nope. It’s not a dream.

Downstairs

I went downstairs. The lights were on. I was going to the fridge. I hadn’t brung my orange glasses. I sat at the table. I think I was eating food. But also there was talk of some kind of lottery thing.

Randy

I was back in my room then. I was on the computer again. I think I got sleepy. But I wanted to wait to sleep until the task manager thing was fully done. This way if I got up in a hurry to write my dreams, nothing would block me.

Something was playng about American Idol, which I haven’t seen or followed in over 10 years, thank FHQWHGADS. Don’t need that kind of thing.

That fellow Randy was talking about something. I was so annoyed even to have the vibration of American Idol in my space. I quickly shut it off, thinking, “I don’t need this.”

Hug!

I went back downstairs. There was a woman my age. It didn’t seem out of the ordinary for her to be there. My Dad was there too.

I went outside. She was just getting ready to go for a jog. It was like midnight. She said it was for her lucid dreaming practice. I guess she was doing a really extreme Wake Back To Bed which involved going for an intense jog. It made sense.

Then we were talking. I felt like we knew each other. We ended up hugging. I did a smooching sound a few inches from her face because I wanted to kiss her. But then we just kissed on the cheek.

Then I realized we’d kind of just met. So kissing that soon might be too much. I walked up my driveway and I guess she went out for her jog.

Dorms

I went up some stairs and I was in a college dorm. It was a women’s dorm. But suddenly I assumed I lived in a room in the women’s dorm by myself. The reason for this was that I had moved in with a girlfriend into that dorm room. But then she had left, leaving me, a guy, living by myself in a room in a female dormitory. It made lots of sense!

Party

I was at the door with a guy from college. My college room mate appeared there too. I figured they must be my room mates. We went in the room.

There was music. It was like a college party. I was annoyed because I wanted to go to bed. My bed had white sheets on it. White with the square lacing, that has the square texture.

Two people were on my bed. This seemed normal since it was a party. Lots of other people were in the room, and there were other beds, also with people on them, hanging out. (The people on my bed weren’t doing anything intimiate or anything just hanging out.)

I used a funny hip hop phrase in asking them to get off my bed. I repeated it a few times, in a hip hop tone of voice. They got off my bed. A female with dark hair kind of smiled at me from the corner of my eye, as if she appreciated my joke.

I was thinking the hoolgans would notice I was sleeping, and shake me awake. Something about lucid dreaming came to me mind. I wanted to play my audio I play when I fall asleep but it seemed the music would drown it out.

False Awakening

I had a false awakening where I was recording my dream in the dark. Only every sentence felt like it took forever to say. I was like, theres no way I can say every sentence. I may as well go write it out.

Overall Notes

Yeah, insomnia. Blah. I was in bed and probably sleep by 9 the first time. I gotta see what I can do about this insomnia (without drugs).

No recall on Day 74. I did remember some figments of a dream on Day 75, but having to take the puppies out kinda wiped that clean from my memory. Day 76 is where I finally had and held onto my dreams long enough to record them on my phone.

I also think my awareness practices are becoming stale. I have a feeling I'm not doing them right at all. Then again it could just be that feeling of fatigue associated with ADA, along with the stress of having to write a two page essay (Still not done yet), so that's...good.


Day 76:


Fell asleep at: 10:30 PM

Woke up at: 7:00 AM


A storm rolled in before I went to bed. The streets were flooded, my brother was outside recording the whole thing, and bright flashes of lightning illuminated my bedroom (Along with my Super Mario Galaxy poster, but that's besides the point). It was a bit difficult to fall asleep, thunder and pounding rain kinda got in the way. Funnily enough, recall has drastically improved from my last outing.


Dream 82: Inferiority Complex

My mom is driving into the church paring lot when she sees what is supposed to be French people in the parking lot. She talks about they have so many interesting things they're doing, almost in an envious tone. As if I were being compared to them, she looked back at us.

I rolled my eyes at her conversation. I don't like it when I'm being compared to another person, especially those who people think are superior to me. It felt like a very real dream.



Dream 83: Top 5 Best Trucks In Zombie Apocalypse Media

A sort of "thinking to myself while making stuff appear" dream. I was thinking about the top five best zombie survival trucks, because of course. In the list were a taco truck, a regular ass pickup truck, among others. I then went over the reasons why trucks were the best option, none of which I agree with now that I'm awake.



Dream 84: Inside Rick's Supposed 'Shelter'

I saw a house in the distance. It had a large tower diagonal from it, which was spewing water. I went inside. In my mind, I thought it was house belonging to a guy named Rick, who apparently built it for the sake of surviving the zombie apocalypse.

Inside it was flooding, an inch of water on the floor. The house was brightly colored, almost like a children's' play area. All around me water was spewing from every angle. I saw a black cage where my two puppies where, I went over to pet them, but I didn't think to get them out. They were sopping wet from the water.

I also saw my dog Apollo not too far away. I pet him and scratched him under his chin, and looked back at the pups.


Dream 85: Dreamviews Dream

Some vague imagery of me using the Dreamviews site. Nothing much other than that.

Last night was kinda weird. I had less dreams, recall and lucidity than usual. I couldn’t understand why because I worked a good L D program. But I’ll just write them and not try to worry too much. I didn’t do any of the usual things that harm my dream abilities. Also couldn’t sleep past 5 or 6 A M even though I tried. Maybe it’s stress.

Sleep Cycle 1

Sleep cycle one I couldn’t really remember anything.

Sleep Cycle 2

Took me a while to be able to sleep.

Hiding

I dreamed that I was in my Nana’s living room. Hiding something from my Dad. He got home and I scrambled to hide it.

Caller

The land line was lighting up and ringing. It said some kind of unidentified caller. I considered answering in case it was someone I knew. But decided not to.

Untitled?

I dreamed that some people from high school saw me and said, “Oh, that’s Charles (they used my old nick name though). He’s back from hell.”

I felt cool about it. Like I was a “BAMF”. I was looking at my beard in the mirror.

Debt Collectors

2 people my age were kind of threatening me that if I didn’t pay a couple hundred thousand at once. Something bad would happen. I forgot what.

They also had some writing that explained how I had to stop being mean to people.

Helicopter

Two guys were flying in a helicopter. I was looking at them from where the wind shield would be. The guy on my right put the thing on auto pilot and went on the floor to sleep.

Pool

We eventually landed I guess and then ran a red light. We didn’t get in trouble.


Then one of the guys was asking me if he could get my key to the pool. I was like, well, I don’t have a key. I have a guest pass you could use.

Lucid Dreaming Class

There was something with a lucid dreaming class with Tim Post.

Sleep cycle 3

I dreamed of being in a computer lab or library computer room. I typed something in. The librarian came around like she was monitoring me. It didn’t come out typed how I meant to.

I had a ruler. I was measuring my forearm with it but not circumference. Just width.

It had wood and metal. I couldn’t find the right picture.

Something about something playing on my phone. It was a false awakening. I couldn’t move, then made a sudden shaking movement, which startled me physically.

That’s It!

Not as many dreams as usual. I had some more bits on my voice recorder but I will just leave them on the voice recorder. No reason to strain.

I had no interesting OBE or dream for longer time.
Yesterday I went out of body only to be immediately stabbed be someone without any warning... some woman like being materialized in front of me suddenly, as I was rising from body- I found that curious. I didn't try to defend myself. Then she stabbed me repeatedly again and again... and after short time that woman like being evaporated away. When I looked on myself to see the wounds, it looked like there is a sword running inside of my body where spine is located up to my head(handle was over my head). I pulled that sword out from up of my head... it had sparkling gems of different colors in the blade... Then i was pulled back to body because my daughter stirred in sleep.
I went out about 6 times more, but all I was doing was only walking and observing, nothing interesting happened there. I have met my older daughters but they don't remember meeting when I asked this morning.

Date of Dream: THU 26 APR - 2018




Dream No. 316 - Separated Sections

Dream 316 A - Scary Multilevel Carpark
I don't remember how the dream started. From where I can remember, it was night time and my grandma were out in this unknown suburban area, supposedly a distorted version of Glen Waverley. We were heading towards the multilevel car-park and so I knew that there was going to be some encounter with lifts; therefore, I attempted to call for Dreamy WB in the time I had left.

I ended up calling out “Miss T!”. This dream made it so my grandma had the most Aussie accent ever, which sounded weird on her. She asked me, “Who's Miss T?”. Since my grandma wasn't anywhere near as harmful as my parents, I told my grandma “She's my dream guide, she's going to help me get to the car”. I kept calling out but there was no response.

Sooner rather than later, we reached the base of the car-park building and I said to myself that I had failed to summon Dreamy WB. Since I was without her, I walked up the stairs, trembling, hoping not to see any lifts nearby... I certainly felt the sense of isolation and vulnerability in me. Around the corner of the stair well, there was a giant lift door, giving me the fright of my life. I was trying to run past it but the dream forced me to be in slow motion. I had to get past before the door would open.

I thought that was the end once I passed it but what I only realised now was that the car was on the top floor, so that meant a further climb. I passed the lift door on the next floor and it was the same thing, trying to hurry away from it, only to be tortured into slow motion. After that, the dream ended there.

Dream 316 B - The Denying Lucid Dream Character (Lucid Dream 16)
The dream started with me heading the local park half way the distance between my old house and my current house. Just like I was a little child, I wanted to go for the swings. So I was swinging for a while and watching as the actual little kids started to walk up the grass, some with their parents and some without, and head for the play equipment.

Eventually, this lady who looked like a mum but didn't have any kids with her came to the park. There was a little boy with dark hair on the swing next to me and the lady offered to push him, she soon offered to push me as well and I quite enjoyed it. The lady eventually got into some friendly conversation with me, I forgot what it was about at the start.

Eventually though, the lady was telling me something about a feature of hers and this is when things started to feel funny. I forgot what the first thing was but the second thing she told me was that she had no nostrils. In an annoyed tone, I said “of course you have nostrils!” as I looked up at her nose; on the inside, I was thinking “how could someone be so dumb”. I was doing a series of reality checks not on myself but on the lady.

I end up saying out loud but more a tone towards myself, “hang on, this is actually a dream.... I'm dreaming”. The lady, who I worked out to have an American accent goes to me, “oh come on, you're not dreaming!”. I looked at her, scrutinising her, judging her, while I had my arms folded over. I then said to her in a quick, no-nonsense tone, “show me your fingers”. The lady lifted up both her hands and I slowly and carefully counted them.

The fingers were hard to count at first but soon I say to her, “you have eleven (11) of them! How can this not be a dream?”. The lady started to look mad now and really frustrated. I certainly knew about the dreaming situation now, so I decided to call out for Dreamy WB which is always the first step to the journey when I confirm that I am lucid. The lady turned from good to bad, I think she knew what I was up to and she had a plan to ruin my fun.

She tells me she hasn't got eleven fingers, she tells me instead “I've got three-hundred and eleven (311) of 'em”, followed by a cunning, evil grin”. Her fingers literally lengthen to be like tentacles and she also grows a few more. She then comes after me, trying to frighten me by tickling me with those supposed three-hundred and eleven tentacles. I try calling for Dreamy WB still as I battle to not let the scary tickling feeling get to me. I failed; the tickling was overwhelming and I was forced awake.

Dream 316 C - Beware The Panda King
I don't remember how the dream started. From what I can remember, I was at my other grandparents' house, mainly in their sitting room. What was taking place was sort of like a Mario Party event, four players like the actual game, two that I didn't know, and then there was Sly and the Panda King. The first two players took their turn as normal, hitting a floating dice and then doing whatever they had to do. When it became Sly's turn, he hit the dice and went over to “interact with the Panda King” who was situated near the front entrance of the house.

His interactions with the Panda King at the start were normal but as he took more turns, I noticed that things were starting to not feel right. The dream now acted in first-person mode from Sly's perspective. I am going to write the recap as if Sly was writing it:

So I roll the die a third time, just like the other times but on my way to the Panda King, I see three girls at the sliding door. It's Karla with her friends who she calls Leah and Jasmine. Karla looks worried and she tells me “Sly, Jasmine and I are here to warn you. Beware, the Panda King, he is up to no good”. So Leah must have come just now. Well, I certainly didn't heed her advice and I stayed well away from the Panda King.

I don't remember anything else about this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None



Dream 316: Competition Results

316 A
Competition Night: 25
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Estimated Length of Dream (Lucid Only): N/A
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

316 B
Competition Night: 25
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Lucid
Estimated Length of Dream (Lucid Only):1 - 5 Minutes
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

316 C
Competition Night: 25
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Estimated Length of Dream (Lucid Only): N/A
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 9.0
Calculation Details:
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)
- Initiation Of A Lucid Dream (5.0)
- Maintained A Lucid Within 1 - 5 Minutes (2.0)
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)

+ Previous Total: 13.5
Total Accumulated Points: 22.5

When it began, I was going to the regional spelling bee (which I'm doing IWL ). My nerves were shaky, but it was happening. I was excited, especially since, in the dream, it was taking place in South Korea. My father and I were at SOU, where the spelling bee is being held IWL (it was still SOU, just... In Korea) and walking around campus when we found an adorable animal. It had a huge fluffy tail, little paws, and... A human face?!
However, we thought nothing of it. It was cute and that was all that mattered. It basically had a small, adorable, pinkish purple raccoon body- it seemed to love us, so we decided to take it home. The dream drifted away from the spelling bee, and I was sad that we had to leave Korea. So I came up with some better ideas.
In a Coraline-esque movie, I had seen a character say a poem, and go through a painting, taking her to another world. I decided to do that, and return to South Korea, so I could meet my idols. I remembered the four-line, rhyming poem, and noticed the painting leaning against the wall behind my bed. It contained lots of dark colors and red, reminding me of hell, or Hades. After I said the poem, I took a deep breath, and stuck my hand through the painting. It sucked me in, and I began to fall from about 6 feet up on a wall. The surrounding area was dark- certainly a hellish landscape. I was in a room, though. Albeit a large one. I felt a weirdly strong connection to Kim Taehyung at this point- mainly just thinking of his name. Anyways, as I exited, random dream characters were like "wHAT'RE YOU DOING HERE?? YOU'RE FROM THE MORTAL WORLD,, YOU AREN'T SUPPOSED TO BE DOWN HERE, PLEASE GO BACK, THIS PLACE IS CURSED," but I was just like "nah fuck u, im gonna go make out with [my favorite idol]."
This turned out to be a rather large building, but it was all comprised of the same materials, colors, and designs. I found an area which was supposedly [my favorite idol]'s room. His bed was red and black, and there were some dirty clothes scattered around it. I just... Sat there, waiting. Then I just decided to have a walk around this dimension until they kicked me out. Outside of the building, everything was pretty much normal, and I remember walking along a highway alone at night. It was kinda cool. Eventually I returned home, upset that I couldn't make out with [my favorite idol], so I decided to do it another way. A safer way. Lucid dreaming. (Pretty ironic, huh? I didn't even think to do a reality check right then and there.) I basically became lucid immediately, in a new landscape- which just so happened to be the main street of my current Town. I rubbed my hands together very frequently, amazed at how well that strengthened my hold on the dream. I decided to hunt down BTS, so I floated up, until I saw the town in a map view. In the Northeast area, rightwards of the town park, I saw a large square crowd of people with a few in front, on a stage. I assumed that it was them, holding a concert, so I flew over. However, there were NINE people in front, instead of seven. It wasn't them. My dumb ass didn't think to turn around and change them into BTS, but oh well. I don't really remember much after that. I'm happy to be having more LD's and that I used a lucidity strengthening technique, though.