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In a large workspace, I am at a computer attached to a large interactive screen. A girl comes in who wants to use the computer, she hints that she usually gets to use it at lunch time and that I am a hindrance being there. So I go to use another computer round the corner, a background process is running as default when you log on that connects to a music channel. I apologise for the music, another user acknowledges this is the case.
Next some other guy wants to use a computer, It is packed in a large hard black very large suitcase. He starts unpacking all the stuff that comes with it. This includes a large amount of stuff you might find for gardening: loads of large earthen wear pots, hosepipe and other equipment. This part of the room soon fills up with all the stuff, before he can even turn on the computer.
Family arrive and we go to head off to a park or something. I look back as we leave to see a sofa bed which I had apparently been using. It is an embarrassing mess, so I quickly zip back to sort it out but on going back into the room, it was all in my mind and I don't need to tidy up. We head out down a corridor.
At the park there is a booth where you have to buy entrance tickets, it is sunny and I can feel the warmth. There is a lady there with three kids. She tries to skip the admission fee for older kids, buy ignoring what they say their ages are and while the assistant is distracted telling her a different fee. She also pretends to be really short herself standing up against another woman Oo.
For some reason there is some question about attire and I go from wearing shorts to having some thick green gardening trousers on.

I know I was supposed to log dreams more...

Strange

Dream of me and Jamie walking in heaven somewhere. God was this bright energy thing that we could not go through. Part of the place looked like an office. An emanation from the light became a man, Jesus who came to greet us but he was covered in dust as if he had just been wandering the desert. This part of God we COULD approach. But As I got near I woke up.

Lost

First I was in a very large building that was connected to other large building. The main area looked like a corporate entrance. Huge grey marble floor and giant slabs for walls. There were living quarters down all these hallways. I decided another bunk was better away from the group I was with so I walked down all these hallways until I found one.

Later I was getting lost in the building. I think I was looking for Jamie but couldn't find her. The various corridors and hallways kept repeating as I walked. I ran into one man and asked why I couldn't get out of this place. He told me to simply walk the other direction. I started walking the other direction and the place changed again. I found Jamie working behind a counter at some gift/food shop. She had really short hair.

More sleep paralysis

Fell into vibrations again and trying to make them spin. I fell into a dark place but could feel my body asleep. I noticed something like a demon super imposed over my body. It was manipulating energy centers in my body (chakras?) which caused me to want and lust after certain things. This ended after a few seconds.

I had other dreams but all were so vague... i couldn't tell you what they were about.

Round 1 of Dreams

There was something with a woman who had a beard. <<personal info>>There was a part where <<personal info>> was rapping at the front door of <<personal info>>. I remember being pretty impressed by his lyrics. I told him they were good rhymes, and that I could never rap like that. Especially because I would be too nervous. Then I gave everyone these graph paper notebooks to use as log books. Some had little bits written in some of the squares but most were empty. I remember the blue graph paper lines.

Then there was this thing where a woman was attacking me and some other people. I had a job at the school to clear the snow. I was shoveling the school drive way, thinking that the snow really needs to be shoveled now, before it hardens up and becomes more difficult to shovel later on. I remember seeing a line in the snow where I had dug out the snow so far.

Then I had a job in the locker rooms, to collect people’s towels. There was a Hispanic man who didn’t want to give back his towel, for me to wash it. There was this idea of A V G, C V G and S V G but I forgot what they pertained to. Something to do with my job.

The woman seemed to be attacking me. I was scared. She was quite fierce! She was mad because she wanted me to “Change”. Due to her intimidation, I was like, “Okay! I’ll do whatever you want!” And she kissed me on the lips. So then I was in a daze from having received a kiss.

In this daze, I was sitting with my Aunt <<personal info>> and Nana. I had the sense Nana was smoking, so I kept my distance, to avoid second hand smoke. But it seemed like that’s what the woman wanted me to change. Stop being so mad about the smoke smell. I guess I felt less angry at that moment. <<personal info>>was also there.

I woke up from those and thought them through. My recall was pretty good for the first round of dreams. It was around 1 or 2 A M when I woke up from them. Because I have laid in bed for hours without sleeping the last few nights, after waking up at this time, I didn’t go right back to bed. I kept the lights off, but I did a really intensive stretching or “yoga” routine. I made sure to stay up until I was exhausted. Then, I fell asleep more easily, probably around 3 A M. Much better than laying there with insomnia until 4 or 5 A M.

Round 2 of Dreams

Due in part to the stretching, I fell asleep more consciously. I dreamed that I was in my Nana’s room, as if it were my own bedroom. The lights were on in the room, but it was dark outside. <<personal info>>I experienced going to sleep within the dream, but I wasn’t lucid yet. The lights must have gone off on their own. I experienced laying on my right side, which I was laying on physically, only in the dream, I was on my Nana’s couch. I thought to myself that I should sleep the other way, too, as if I never sleep on my left side. When I woke up, I remembered that I usually sleep equally on both sides, but it was just the way the couch was. <<personal info>>came into the room, but I pretended to be fully asleep. I remember moving a little. I also remember they were singing a birthday song to <<personal info>>.

I guess I dreamed from the couch within that dream that I was in my Nana’s back yard, at night time. I didn’t notice the sudden teleportation. I looked at a walk way and it was raining. The walk way was brown. It had some puddles, and I didn’t want to get my feet wet. I felt the rain drops. I wondered if this might be a dream. It was something about the way the light reflected on the puddles that caught my eye.

Suddenly, I floated up into the air! I didn’t really intend to do this, but it’s an interesting way to find out if I’m dreaming. I can attempt to levitate. Once I know how it feels to successfully levitate in a dream, I can mimic that attempt when I’m in Physical Matter Waking Consciousness, and it becomes a kind of state test. But this time it almost happened on its own. I was very surprised!

Once I got up above the tree tops, I noticed the dream was fading. I was like, wait, look at your hands! So I looked at my hands. There was a little extra segment on my right pointer finger or pinky. I held my hands up against the night sky and just saw the silhouettes mainly. It looked like I had all ten fingers total. I tried to eat one of my fingers, because who knows what could happen! I felt my finger in my mouth but there wasn’t really any taste or pain. So, I gave up on that. I thought it would be funny if my whole body would be made of food, and then I could just eat my whole body in the dream… L O L.

I remembered that I was sleeping on my Nana’s couch. (I didn’t realize THAT had been a dream. In other words I was lucid of the dream within the dream being a dream… But I wasn’t lucid of the initial dream having been a dream! HA!) I thought to check if I could see my sleeping body through the window. I looked at the window, ready to head towards it.

Then I started falling to the ground. I was about to stop my fall when I realized, maybe the ground isn’t solid. So I just let myself fall full speed at the ground, diagonally as I was going. I felt no impact. I kind of went through the ground like a ghost, at first, but the dream materialized me above the ground’s surface. I don’t think it was ready to create a whole center of the earth thing.

<<personal info>>Round 3 of Dreams:

My earliest memory of these dreams was being on a beach. There was this crab monster head thing up on a door. I felt like I was in a video game. I went around the building and underneath, to a secret door. It felt like a “secret area” of the game. I remember the water brushing up on shore. What weirded me out was that I looked back at the door where the monster had been, and found it to be just a door! So I assumed the monster had come to life, and was walking around.

There was more detail there, but by the time I woke up, I couldn’t remember.

So then, I had a false awakening. <<personal info>>was reading my note book. The entry happened to be about “Baby back ribs” which I haven’t written about since a dream many months ago. Something about the whole situation seemed dream like to me, what with the panic feelings of someone reading my note book, and not remembering writing about baby back ribs. So, I did a finger palm test. It poked through a little. I was like, is this Physical Matter Waking Consciousness? Because It only poked through a little more than it would in Physical Matter Waking Consciousness. I might have told <<personal info>>it was a dream.

Then I was trying to go #1. <<personal info>>I remember hearing a song that said, “This is my dream.” It sounded like it was coming from ear buds, turned all the way up, from a distance. Like when you hear people walk by with their ear buds blaring, and it sounds tinny. That was the exact sound my dream recreated.

Round 4 of Dreams:

Earlier in this dream, I was at my Nana’s pool. At first, I was swimming in the pool. Then I got out for a moment. When I turned around to go back in, half the water had already been drained. That was fast. I saw the leaves floating at the bottom. My Dad was draining it. I had been thinking of a wireless phone head set to use underwater. I also dreamed about Winnie the Pooh. Or doing a dream journal entry where I looked up Winnie the Pooh and copy pasted it into my dream journal. But this relates to the water because the internet page was halfway under water some how.

I remember my Mom, Nana and <<personal info>>fighting. My Mom was like, “don’t act like you don’t have any problems! Don’t mention that person right now!” My Dad said that his main concern was that us kids were okay. My Aunt was defending my Nana, saying that my Mom had the same things she accused my Nana of.

I was in the downstairs bathroom by the pool. <<personal info>>When I used the sink, there was this little grey connector, similar to the receptacle for the Wii Motes that get stuck on to the T V. That was in place of the faucet. It was magnetized there. When I pulled it off, I saw that it was not connected to anything. However, it still made a stream of water. I questioned it, but using dream logic, I figured that they must have invented some kind of compressed water.

I also remember something about being on these docks. There were two towers coming up from the water. One was shorter than I thought. There were birds flying around on them. <<personal info>>I had a sense that I would never reach the top of the towers.

These dreams ended in a false awakening in my Nana’s living room. <<personal info>>was there. We were all sleeping on mattresses around the floor. I started to “wake up”, but into the bed within this dream. It was the same sleeping position as my actual, physical body. As I woke up and got ready to record my dream, <<personal info>>body slammed me. I was mainly afraid my phone had broken. When I searched for my phone some more, I couldn’t find the thing. I think <<personal info>>had crushed it. I asked him if he knew where it was, beginning to panic over forgetting my dream. I found a phone the same length as my Samsung Galaxy, but instead of a rectangle, it was a square. It had a heavy duty iPhone style case. He said he crushed my phone. I asked if I could at least have the Sim Card (thinking of my old dream journal entries) but he refused. I grabbed another Samsung Galaxy sized phone. It had the same kind of black case, but I thought this one might be mine, due to the size. However, it had a green slider button on the bottom that mine doesn’t.

After some more moments of panic, I realized this might be a dream. Well, that would be a relief, because it would mean that my dream journal wasn’t lost. A finger palm test confirmed that it was a dream!

I told <<personal info>>the great news. “Hey, it’s a dream! And guess what? I’m going to tell you about my dream so far!” I figured this would help my dream recall. But then I decided to use more dream power, so I summoned a bunch of people. <<personal info>>When I woke from those, I was able to think through them pretty well.

There was also something about everyone shushing each other as we fell asleep.

After this there was a super mario world level which showed a Control Coin Box. I looked up a link to the sound effect if anyone wants to hear it:

https://www.mariowiki.com/Control_Coin

Round 5 of Dreams:

I’m just going to write the rest short hand because I’m almost at the end of the day already. Big frying pan. Sausage. Left a note on it. Mom trying to help someone. Talking about stocks. <<personal info>>Pokémon game. Got the Level 100 opponent down to half health. Super mario world fiery level. Ducking through Griddles. Concert thing. Women cheering on. Friend in green and black plaid. <<personal info>>Talk of craigs list jobs. Woman gets $60 assignment. Walking around near a building. Thinking of Lucid, Dream but not lucid.

Notes

I had to do the rest as short hand because if I had to write any more today, my head would explode. Choline bitartrate powder initially tastes like lemonade but delivers an after taste of bad eggs. I will just get pills next time. The dreams are in full in my voice recorder. Some times I just can’t type them all. Stressing out over every single detail created a negative feedback loop last time around that made it become bad to dream because the more I dreamed, the more I had to type. So I have to just chillax this time around. I wrote over 2,500 words today which is a lot.


I also made another drawing video, but I don't expect anyone to watch the whole drawing video AND read all this.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bjYFLBOqzN0

End of the World

We are moving. The place we live at is already falling apart. The ground is full of magma fishers. I see the whole hillside full of orange glow and ground is like freshly plowed. I'm gathering some drinking water to take with us. But the information comes to me from somewhere, that there is no safe place to go. The ground is rearranging itself just like in 2012.

Actors

I'm working at a store. I see Jason Alexander, Leah Remini talking to someone, and Doris Roberts (Marie on Everybody Loves Raymond) walked by, all smiling and nice. I said hi to her.

There were going home from the show. I asked what show, I was told they only play Charlie Chaplin in that one. I realized it's the Charlie Chaplin theater where I was recently.

Then I watched a long parade walk by. At the end of the play, they walk the small town to show residents.
It was masked actors like at a street fair. I said "I'm glad I didn't have to see that".

Then we watch very detailed parade. When the animal trailer goes by, I hear myself and some other little girl saying bunny, bunnybunnybunny! Thenk Kitty, kittykittykitty! Then big pink bunnies.

Morning of April 9, 2018. Monday.



My family and I as we appear now are living in Cubitis (where I have not lived since 1978; Zsuzsanna and our children have never been to America). However, the house’s essence is like our present home in real life. For example, the ceiling is similar to our present one in being narrow boards rather than white tiles. Marilyn (older half-sister on my mother’s side, died 2014) appears as she did in the 1960s (when we lived on Rose Street).

In the first part of my dream, there is unfamiliar furniture in most of the rooms. I notice that a number of black and white photographs are on the floor, many of which are from the 1960s and feature my father and his other sons (my half-brothers). There is a lot of clutter in one area. This dream has an unusual offset dream of which returns to my original awareness in the first dream. It is something about one of my brothers (on my father’s side) wearing an iron mask, but it is more like a fictional scene from “The Man in the Iron Mask” (the 1998 movie) as regarding events from the 1970s involving his wife. The reason behind this (which I am not aware of in my dream) is the similarity of names, Leonard (my brother) and Leonardo (DiCaprio, the actor). Ultimately, this is just my dream making random false associations as is very often the case. This part reminds me somewhat of the Stadcor Street house before returning to the Cubitis living room.

Marilyn is looking out the east windows of the living room. It seems to be late afternoon. She says, “The weather is getting really strange today.”

I notice a tornado that is oriented horizontally in the sky and consider that it will move over the house just enough to possibly do some minor damage.

When I go to the doorway of my Cubitis bedroom (on the opposite side of the house), I see part of the ceiling being torn off, more to my right. This makes no sense, because as I watch a section of the ceiling being lifted into the air and moving away to the west, into the sky, I also see that most of the tin roof is still present (of which had been above the ceiling and fairly close over it). I have a vague concern about the photographs becoming wet, but there is no rain yet. I also do not notice that the overall appearance of the room is completely different than from the first part of my dream.

Orchestral music, as if from the ending of a movie, begins to play. (Curiously, this has happened in a number of my dreams, usually only during the last scene.) It fills the environment but I do not consider it as unusual or needing a source.

“Make sure you keep Baby (our youngest daughter) close to you,” I advise Zsuzsanna and wake after saying this.

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Round 1 of Dreams

I just got one detail. Something to do with kid Goku, a house, and a bunch of text boxes.

Round 2 of Dreams:

I talked these out, but it turned out my recorder was muted. So I had to say them again and I’m not sure if it messed up my recall.

I was in a cafeteria. I dreamed that I had taken some Lucid, Dream supplement, or smoked. <<personal info>> told me about tapping the bottom of my chin, or checking my heart rate. I think he actually tapped the bottom of my chin, too. People were drawing diagrams. <<personal info>> was saying how I really need to get a check up or just get some rest, but I didn’t know what he was talking about.

There was an African American guy walking around. I started to get ready to leave because I sensed he was looking for me. He sat at my table in the cafeteria with <<personal info>>

I went to the bathroom. There was a bright light and I thought about how it would affect my sleep. I went inside a stall, but <<personal info>> was outside the stall, glaring at me. He was like, how did you get one of those [toilet paper rolls]? Like in other bathroom dreams I’ve had, the gaps in the stall were much wider than in waking life, and that’s a common dream sign I experience. I didn’t become lucid this time though. But after I dealt with <<personal info>> being there, I went to go #1. And saw that there were a bunch of people in the stall, all looking at me! I covered my private area and tried to go #1 anyway. I can’t remember if they were looking at me from outside the stall or inside it.

Then I went out to the parking lot, which became the <<personal info>> parking lot. I was looking for my Subaru. I was afraid I would get singled out for looking a certain way. I felt bad for being in a fight with <<personal info>> because we used to get along.

It was a short round of sleep. It took a while to get to sleep before it, and then it took a while to get back to sleep after. But after that it became much easier to sleep, especially using my 5 senses meditation. That really helped me feel calmer.


Round 3 of Dreams

I was walking through this corridor. Well, before that, there was this game show thing with Will Farrel. It had to do with opening up several gates or doors. I opened up a lot of them. Some how I became lucid. Then I was walking through the hall way and seeing if people could see me. I felt like I was a ghost, walking around the hall ways of a physical building, and spooking physical people. There was a group of 3 men walking the opposite direction as me. I was like, “Can you hear me? Can you see me?” and they were like, yes. Knowing full well I would freak them out, I requested that they shake my hand to see if I was physical, or just a ghost. They walked away, unwilling to help. I walked to the end of the hallway and out a door. I remember seeing the stairs going up and out. Although I later learned that even an EXIT door could just lead to another room in a dream.

But this is where it got confusing. Because I think I woke up physically and carried on with the scenario in my imagination, rather than actually doing dream recall. I think, that I thought, that I had been just doing “active imagination” the whole time, and it wasn’t a dream. But when some of these details came to me later, I couldn’t figure when else it would have happened. Wow! What a silly thing of me to do. Of course I was distraught about this tragic forgetting of an interesting dream.

But what else happened was that as I walked through that hallway there, and got outside, I started to sense that someone or something was coming to get me. And not a good someone or something. So I went to hide. As I was hiding in my dream or my imagination, I started to hear loud ringing, like the kind I get when I’m in “the phase”. I remembered something about how when my ringing in my ears gets really loud, it could mean that it is detecting some danger or psychic attack. I don’t always associate the ringing with danger but within the dream scenario, that’s what came to mind, as if I had some kind of warning signal going off, telling me to HIDE!

But then I was in my physical bed with the ringing happening. And I ree cognized it as the O B E vibrations thing. This time instead of just passively listening, I took a more active role in getting out of my body. My body used to just go out on its own, but the last few times I have just waited for it to go out, the vibrations or sounds have ended and I missed the window of opportunity. So, being the oneironaut that I am, I got up and out.

Getting up and out was interesting. I basically rotated one way, then further the other way. Instead of black behind my closed eyes, I saw all white. But like other times, I kept my eyes closed at first. I didn’t want to get stuck in my room so I planned to fly up through my roof and then open my eyes again when I got to the sky, like the other night. I took for granted that the sky would be there after I flew about 15 feet. More on that later.

Before I flew up I also tried going through my bed, downwards. That sure was interesting. My face actually went into the mattress. But due to connotations with going “down” I chose to go “up” instead.

I opened my eyes when I got up through what last time was the ceiling. This time I was in the attic. I saw the attic door and wondered if I could open it from inside. I saw my reflection on a mirror in the ceiling. I knew it was a dream. I tried flying up again, hoping the next time, there would be the sky. But instead it was just another attic. I forgot that the last time I got to the sky and the beach because I visualized it before I opened my dream eyes. This time I just assumed it would be there.

So this second attic I was in had a scarier atmosphere. I felt like I was trapped, and something wanted to get me. At first, the room looked empty. There seemed to be no doors or windows, or exits at all. On the wall was this funny painting of what I think looked like Colonial Americans but with cartoon pig noses. The paintings were actually really artistic though. I admired them for a moment. I noticed a little light shining through from behind one, and registered that in my mind as a potential “hidden” exit.

Then an object flew at me. I looked from where it came from and it was from behind a dresser drawer thing. In the physical world, there would be no room for a person there, but in the dream world, I figured there could be some slip of physics. Sure enough, when I looked back there, I found <<personal info>>. He threw another black screw or bolt at me. It didn’t hurt, I just caught or dodged it. I think I said “Hi” and then went towards the exit. He asked me if I could read his thoughts, and I said, of course I can! He seemed dumbfounded.

The next room had some white curtains and another door that might have led outside. I kept moving along. I will have to refer to my voice notes for the rest since I can’t think of it off the top of my head.

Round 4 of dreams

Here were some more dreams where I got lucid. My memory starts with a scene of me in my reclining dream journal chair. (It is actually a camping chair I modified.) <<personal info>> was next to me and she said that chair belonged to someone else. The only thing was, the person had to give away all their things because they couldn’t take care of themselves. So I responded to that. My memory of this is a little vague. I also remember flying up and out of the chair that time, thinking about an L D induction technique. But, I can’t think of exactly what it was that happened. I know I felt surprised when <<personal info>>told me where the chair originally came from. It had been in our house for 20 years so I never stopped to think of its origins. I was lucid so I asked her more about the history of the chair and what she thought I should do.

The next part I remember is that I was blending one of my spinach shakes up, but in <<personal info>>. There had been some people doing stuff in the kitchen. My Mom was in it. I was worried to make noise but I told myself it was okay since they were making noise in the kitchen anyway. The blender was a heavy duty rectangular shaped glass blender. It was up on a high shelf. I remember feeling worried that I would break it, but when I saw how robust it was, I went ahead. I am not sure if I still was fully lucid during this part.

But the dreams at <<personal info>> continued onwards. I was supposed to be staying in one of the rooms. They asked me which one I wanted to stay in. I thought Room 10, my old room, but I was in Room 4. They had a little cement step with some information written on it. It indicated the time of a meeting they held. <<personal info>>was there as well as a darker skinned Indian fellow whose name I could never remember, but his name isn’t <<personal info>>He was having trouble with his grades. I told him that its better he fall off track and hit bottom now, while there’s still time to get back on track, than fall off track during his career life, like I did, where there’s not as much structure to help him get back “on track”. I felt this would help him in some ways. I was feeling really down about my loss of career in the dream, which was highlighted by being at my college fraternity, where those guys pretty much all got on with their lives. I was so focused as a student. I never knew what it was like to have my life fall apart. If I had experienced that in my school years, I could have got back in the game while there was still structure. But with all the freedom of being an adult, fully done with college, there’s not much to grab hold of if I wanted to “get a life” again. Anyway, I felt this was helpful to him. I was partly aware it was a dream but still did that in case it was a shared dream.

Then I was in the hall again. We were all trying to go somewhere. I walked or flew around the house and back in the other side.

At this point, I was feeling bad about myself for being an alumni, and still crashing at the house. If I had a job, I could have got my own hotel room, and not needed to impose on the live ins. I went to find my room, but the next time I opened the doors, all the rooms had changed. I had a vague sense of lucidity. <<personal info>>was nearby. A woman with blue eyes looked at me. Her attention highlighted my feelings of inadequacy about my career. I tried going back into Room 4, but it was different.

I started to tell Ryan that the rooms were changing, or I needed help finding my room. Then, I remembered. “Oh, wait, it’s a dream! It doesn’t matter!”

Suddenly, <<personal info>>and I were teleported to an air port. We were on a ramp. The walls were red. He ran up the ramp very fast. I knew I was dreaming, so I wanted to go on super speed mode. I strained my brain really hard to achieve this, but I barely moved. Then, having already fallen way behind, I put my fingers on my forehead to do instant transmission. But it only moved me like 5 or 10 feet forward. What do you do when your dream abilities don’t work?

Eventually I got to the end of the ramp. I forgot what else was there. <<personal info>>

After that dream ended, I was in my bed, but still in “the phase”. I could feel it. The ringing happened again and I pushed into it. To my surprise I actually separated from my body again, into another dream.

This time I flew up. I saw these cartoonish looking dessert foods on a plate, surrounded by some other stuff. I should really stop and look around at all these peripheral things I usually pass right by. I swooped down and took a bite of the dessert food. One was pink and one was brown.

Then these two monstrous beings came into the room. The first one appeared at the door as a wide shouldered silhouette, with a small head. When it came more into view, I saw that its body was a metallic kind of black. It looked like its muscles were made of cables or ropes. I looked at its face and head, expecting to see something really horrific, but it was not as scary as I expected. I can’t remember it though. Then, another creature of a similar build came in behind that one. This one had a lizard kind of head. Its head was also very small for its broad shoulders. There may have been another behind them. I wonder what they were. Some kind of monstrous creatures. The lizard had long, jagged teeth.

I didn’t feel very scared, but I wanted to leave. I tried flying through the top portion of the wall, above the door. But it was like they were blocking my phasing abilities. So I swooped down and out the door. There wasn’t much chase.

Then my viewpoint changed to seeing out through one of their eyes. There was someone dressed in a pink blow up pig suit. They were thrown on the ground in front of the monsters. <<personal info>>I remember seeing that, and perhaps hearing the monsters talk. Then I was in my bed, kind of in the phase, but I could still hear the monsters’ voices going back and forth. I don’t remember anything they said clearly. I don’t know if there were any other false awakenings or vibrations during that round of dream stuff. I will have to check my voice recorder.

Round 5 of Dreams

In the beginning of these dreams, I was playing a hacked version of super mario 64. It wasn’t a hacked version that I know to actually exist, but it was probably inspired by some of the custom super mario 64 levels I’ve been looking at on Youtube. In this one, I went through the door of the Bomb-Omb battle field room. But instead of going through the door and then having to go through the painting, this time the door took me straight through to the level. The first thing I saw was a koopa in the water. There was a lot of water and a little bit of land. I couldn’t remember all the details of this.

Next thing I remember is being in a class room setting. I think I was arguing with lots of people. But, I can’t clearly remember any of the arguments. At one point, there was a guy laying on the ground. He was about to light a cigarette, to smoke it as he laid on his back. I kicked the cigarette out of his hands with my foot, and stomped it. Some women were mad at me, but another woman was on my side. She was happy for me. So we walked out together.

Then I was fighting this tan guy out by some buses. I realized it was a dream and became lucid, making my third lucid dream that night. The fight was interesting because we were sitting on the ground the whole time. I was pushing him away and blocking his kicks and punches with my feet. I could feel myself getting tired, and he kind of grinned, as if he knew he would have the upper hand soon. But then we both got up and walked, to get a drink of water, I think. <<personal info>>The next part of the dream was a series of false awakenings. In one, there were two people talking about lucid, dreaming, as if it was a seminar or class. There was a guy with a brown mohawk, but only on the right side of his head, not the middle. Then his hair just wrapped around his head like a ring, with none on top. The ring extended further up his face on one side than the other. I remember staring as he turned his head side to side rapidly and his hair morphed. There was a taller fellow next to him.

Something was said about teaching Lucid, Dreaming. I walked through a hall way, looking at a tan finished wood wall. I thought I was awake, so I was practicing dream recall, but while I walked around. So I was like, wait, maybe I could remember my dream better if I laid down and visualized it while I talked about it. So I went into a room to do that, looking for my voice recorder.

There might have been one false awakening in between these. But the last false awakening was of me in the back seat of a car. I was trying to lay length wise in the car, with my head pointing to the windshield, but on the back seat. I set my water bottle on the middle platform of the car, and my voice recorder so that I could lay on my right shoulder. I heard <<personal info>> voice say something like, in his culture, they always make sure to talk about what bothers them most. Then, when that’s all done, they go on to blaming everyone they can. But it was not in a critical tone. It was like I was listening to an M P 3 of him talking, while I settled down to do dream recall. Sometimes dreams can be hard to put into words.

Round 6 of dreams:

I remembered something about a map. Cutting a portion of the map off using scissors.


In these, I was standing in line with a <<personal info>>and some other people. It was a food tent they had set up at the Arboretum, in the field, along the paved path. They were messing with me, or taking my hat. I had a feeling of being not well liked within the dream. I didn’t want them messing with me though, so I tried to defend myself. I think we were on line to get phones.

<<personal info>>Then I was finally about to fight <<personal info>> at the end of my Nana’s driveway. He looked a little bit past me, and then said, “Hey, you lookin’ at me?” Followed by showing off several high kicks in rapid succession. He didn’t aim them at me. It was more of a warning.

Notes

I couldn’t remember much from the first round of dreams. Just something with Goku in this house. And some text boxes.

Wow! I got lucid in 3 dreams last night. I had some really cool dream chaining but became frustrated with recalling them. Also, I got insomnia in the middle of the night, and even my meditations weren’t really helping. <<personal info>>Eventually though I got back to sleep and actually slept until 9:30 A M. I used a guided meditation oriented towards being mindful of the 5 senses as I fell asleep. I also noticed that putting a pillow under my jaw would help my jaw relax since it took the pressure off the muscles. I’m going to play around with this some more as well.

I was non lucid at first but I'm skipping to the lucid part. I had entered my old home yard after exiting the window and after I bid farewell to some guy.
After that I flew into the sky. Once i landed I found myself on top of a curved black metal thing as I looked down below to see the height exaggerated. I was waaaaaaay up high and below me were dark buildings at different heights for me to land on. As I jumped and landed on the ones I chose I also took note of the crimson colored sky that also had various warm tints to it. I was enjoying the setting but than random women appeared and a race track formed. I decided to go for the race but I was pushed by one of the women. This led to me messing up her jump. Keeping herself from falling she held on to the track till the scene shifted.

I was now sitting on a patterned floor looking at a guy who looks like vincent van gogh and another girl. As I was looking at the guy observing him, he got an attitude and told me that I needed to change the observant part of my self. I tried to get him to explain but he just seemed annoyed so I got up and began talking to a little Japanese girl. I tried out some Beginner Japanese on her and she corrected me saying that I had to end my sentence with desu ne. She wasn't entirely wrong since I was looking for an expression that meant I wanted a confirmation.

Than thats when I saw a older Japanese guy step in front of us. Thinking he was her older brother I smiled as I watched him bow a little to greet me. I than shyly ran behind a pink wall as I watched the screen where my mother,the Japanese guy and my brothers were fighting in a game with their chosen characters.


Forest

I was non lucid in a car with a teen who said that I would be poisoned if I ate the Jello made out of bee honey. I chuckled then dodged their attempt to feed it to me with a spoon.

Next thing I recall is I was in a mall where I asked a woman about someone's power ability. They responded to me with a neutral stance that was kind of a let down though. Someone than started attacking the place and I became lucid.

I wanted to leave so I stepped out a door but found myself still in the mall. My next try took some determination but I ended up at my old house room.Unsure what to do I began singing and looked out the window to see a full fledged forest in the yard with a ray of sun hitting the leaves. I liked it but than flew out and around. Didn't go far though

A random group of people began fighting each other. Apparently for dream bases. I ignored it as I looked at a flower plant with gold leaves in a small pot on a window sill.


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This was a strange night, and strange morning..

Pre-sleep

-Meditated for a few minutes to relax and forget about some things that were on my mind
-Wrote mantra in DJ: "I will gently wake from a dream, motionless with eyes closed."
-Repeated this as I was falling asleep

The night was strange from the beginning because as I was repeating mantra while trying to let myself sleep, I really felt as if the intention became solidified, and actually felt my legs become much heavier. Then my arms and body in general became heavy, as if in response to my desire to remain motionless upon waking. Then my cognition became very odd, which was a little disturbing. It's hard to describe, but my thoughts were just strange, foreign and garbled. This isn't the first time this has happened after setting this intention, and previously I would disregard my intent and tell myself the contrary, that I would just sleep the night through and not concern myself with lucid dreaming. This time I decided to ride it out and see what happened, although it took me a while to fall asleep, and it was very uncomfortable to be in my head. In the background noise of all this, my thoughts would sometimes turn to the paranormal, further complicating my efforts. Eventually sleep overtook me.

I woke up in the night and definitely moved, but stayed awake briefly to see if anything happened, before falling asleep again. I was reading KingYoshi's WILD guide before bed, and he mention with DEILD that remaining motionless and eyes closed is great, but that you should still make an attempt with it even if you did move while waking up. Yoshi's emphasis on falling asleep and letting things happen with minimal input is also pretty interesting for a beginner like me.

Dream

I am flying a helicopter with J or someone else at night over a city, and there is a mountain range in the distance. There are lights between some of the peaks, coming from somewhere far off that I am interested in going to. It looks like lights from a city or a stadium or something. I decide that I want to fly between the peaks, and radio this to the air traffic controller in the city I am hovering over. The man on the other end tells me not to, because I don't have the training to be flying at night, and that this would be too dangerous. I tell him I will return to base, but hesitate about saying "base" and search for the correct non-military word.

I am in a building and it is either a match of PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds (having a lot of dreams about this haha), or a non-video game military battle. There are some noises of someone's quiet footsteps, so I sneak around the door way into a different room. To my right are two doors, and another entrance to the room I am in, and to my left is a window (random details). I have my gun ready to open fire on whoever comes in through the entrance. I hear the breaking of some glass or the crumpling of some paper under someone's feet, and this lasts for a little while. This is a little strange, and I realize that I am dreaming! I look around the room, but my vision is becoming foggy, and I realize that my hold on the dream is weakening and I wake up.

Another fragment about some authority figure, and some task I had to do.

I think I was having an olfactory hallucination after waking up from the lucid dream, which has also happened before. It's just this strange smell that is sometimes there for a while after I become lucid and wake up. Feeling a bit strange today but that could be from lack of sleep from my weekend of waking up throughout the night to try and become lucid!


WILD Attempt (noon nap)
-Progressive muscle flexing/relaxing, and put a blanket over my eyes to keep the light out. I decided to put an emphasis on letting things happen, but still incorporated counting with exhale, as this seems to help with my mental chatter. Changed positions a couple of times after nothing was really happening, to get comfortable again like in Yoshi's guide. In the third position my body became very relaxed and I definitely got to the point where I was teetering on the edge of consciousness/unconsciousness, which was definitely a step in the right direction! But, excitement kicked in and the heart rate went up as I noticed some vague physical sensations, and things kind of fell flat. Was also a bit apprehensive. Oh well. It does help a little bit to not fight the excitement, and just let it happen and then return your attention to whatever else.

It's kind of funny that I seem to get more excited during the WILD process than I do when I actually become lucid through DILD.

This dream took place in a city than my brain identified as Dubrovnik. And it wasn’t entirely unlike Dubrovnik—it was by the sea, and in the right sort of general landscape, only hillier, and it did have a similar aesthetic. This wasn’t the first time I had a dream set there, although I don’t think I identified it as anywhere familiar that time.

In this dream, the city seems to be gearing up for a festival, with some tents and stalls already up, some still being set up. The city is full of people, which strikes me as an unusual circumstance, as if I’ve been living here rather than a visitor like them. As I hear people talking among the crowd about the best route to a certain location, I know the answer. But right now, they’re heading in the right direction anyway—at least, if they want to see the preparations along the way, which is what I want to do.

Across a canal or some kind of long, rectangular pond, there are yet more people near a fountain, including someone I know—an old classmate of mine, an Italian exchange student. She and an unfamiliar man are embracing there. In front of me, some other people I recognize as classmates have also noticed, and they don’t like what they see. One young woman in red makes a disparaging comment rather loudly, clearly intending to be heard by them. I don’t know what the story is here, but I find it hard to believe that it could possibly be any of their business.

I run into her again later on, as part of a group of performers, doing some kind of open-air act—oddly, it’s as if they’re all hovering above the water of a canal like the other one, only wider. I wave to them as I pass, and they wave back, but nobody else is even acknowledging them. I have the impression that they’re afraid to for some reason.

At some point, I’m further up, out of the city proper. I pause to look down a broad stone staircase—really, more of a terraced sidewalk—that winds its way down to the sea. The sea is shining and calm, pale blue and pink, as if the sun only rose a short time ago.

And further still, there's some kind of special site. I climb on a big rock to get a better look at it. The whole area is blocked off with a sheet of glass and has a rather stage-y appearance, as if it were intended to be seen from this angle. To the right is the entrance of a cave, where cacti and other scrubby plants are growing. To the left are four reclining chairs in a row—I assume that means this place will be open to the public at some point, since I can’t imagine why they would be there otherwise.

The ground they’re located on breaks off with a sheer cliff face which I’m directly facing, and I can see something interesting there: some kind of symbol carved in the pale stone. It's a small circle with two lines inside it, which are arranged like the hands of a clock when it’s 10 o’clock, and coming off the bottom is a long, wavy line ending with a wedge, like an arrow. It strikes me as vaguely alchemical. I wonder what it signifies—it definitely seems to suggest some kind of downward motion.

Some other people have gathered here while I’ve been looking—I recognize someone else I know. The last time I spoke to him was very awkward, but he doesn’t mention that, which I’m glad of. He’s telling me about the cave. But unfortunately, I can’t remember much of what he says—only that something important took place here a couple millennia ago.

8.4.18

This dream was really long and probably had a detailed story, but sadly I don't remember most of it.

I was in some sort of large yard with lots of special buildings in it, and the buildings had lots of computer and technology stuff, so I am calling it a research facility. I was wearing a white skirt and shirt, and I had a denim jacket on. I believe I was the leader of this organization because I kept telling people what to do and they would do it. Most of the people who worked there were guys and girls I knew from high school. Everyone was dressed for their job except me, I guess I could do what I wanted since I was the leader .

At some point I became aware of some bad guys running around planting bombs on the buildings. I was running around frantically trying to disable all the bombs, and I was telling people to go and find these bombers and such. I told some people to build more buildings as some of the buildings were getting destroyed, and I told one guy to go check the security station and call me back and tell me where all these intruders are. I remember thinking that as long as we kept some buildings long enough someone would come save our facility. Eventually I found the people bombing our buildings, but I didn't do anything to them, I just followed them and disabled all their bombs while telling people to build stuff as far away from the bad guys as they could.

HH

Went to sleep at 6pm, exhausted from work. Woke up at midnight and as falling back to sleep, got HH. I thought, next one I get, I'll should enter it. Waited for a few seconds and a next crystal clear image appeared. I think I got up and walked into it, then lost awareness.


Aliens

We got invaded by bad aliens. So someone made a costume which will make us look like them. We put it on a escaped from some building, into another one. We took it off and then I realized, it was also changing our voices into alien voice.

We learned about another species of aliens that also came to fight us. There were green humanoids. Now we didn't know, which costume to put on to sneak by them. But first, I had to change my shoes to tennis shoes, so I can do some running.

We were sneaking by these new aliens when we heard that they realized we are also good guys, so they were not going to fight us. They were raising their arms in surrender, and kneeling in front of us to let us know.

On youtube I found a guys channel and was following a tutorial, which seemed to be on astral projection (I found the channel because I was looking for stuff on aboriginal telepathy).


I was following the tutorial spoken directions but didn't feel drawn to use a location I knew as it suggested. I started to see a picture in my mind that was very clear of plants growing in a field, with water droplets on them and as I looked around the area I was strongly drawn to a thatched building with a dark brown roof, and white chalky walls. It made me feel warm and safe. It was very peaceful and quiet there, I did not imagine anyone there and felt it might be disused. There were just dirt paths and trees round and about.

Anyway when I finished, my wife showed me a picture in the paper. It was incredibly similar to what I had been visualising Oo. A place nearby to where we live.

- Walking along a narrow canal path. Someone tries to stop/rob me but I jump into the water and swim away.
- At a hotel a local dish is being prepared on a long tresselled table by a woman. She is layering rings of fish. I talk to her. Later we are offered some food but its not vegetarian.
- In our house we have 3 big screens set up in the front room. Each with a bright interactive display. The next morning we get up from downstairs and my cat tells me it wants to go on a dance programme. I go to pick it up but it tells me to put it down again. It is pale coloured and sleek. It asks me to open the doors as obviously it cant do that itself. There are two downs on the narrow hallway going upstairs. I find that the programme the cat wants has downloaded incompletely (hacked) and so doesnt work. The cat goes on a drawing programme instead and uploads something it had been drawing. Other people go on other things. I find a picture of a fox so it can get the right colour for its drawing.
- At my parents house I'm trying to help my dad get in without a large about of dogs also getting into the house.

Date of Dream: SUN 8 APR - 2018



Dream No. 307 - Separated Sections

Dream 307 A - Torturous School
I don't remember much of this dream. From what I can remember, I was back in year 12 again. The environment felt like Killester but it wasn't... It was some unknown school. The environment was unknown but my grade 4 teacher Mrs Br. was teaching the class and in this dream, she was strict and scary. What's worse is that I was sitting right at the front, all of us were on the floor with our legs crossed, just like in primary school.

We were about to be on a two week holiday break when we received a list of the homework we had to do. The amount of holiday homework was ridiculous and was a lot more than what I actually received in real life in year 12. In the dream later on, it felt like I was on holidays but at the end of week 1, that's when we were returning to school. I freaked out because I hadn't done any of the set tasks. That's all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 307 B - Catch Up To The Boys
This dream started off like a false awakening. I woke up in the morning and got out of bed, expecting the typical Sunday morning breakfast of sausages mustard and bread. I stood around the corner of the bench, talking to my brother. I said to him something like, “you haven't seen your friends in a while. Are you going to arrange to see them sometime soon?”. He told me that they already arranged to meet up in the city at 10:00 AM this morning.

As soon as I heard him say 10:00 AM, I freaked out. I wanted to go with them and it was already past 10:00 AM. My brother then actually disappeared from my sight without reason and so now it was assumed that he was well in the city and I was stuck at home. I knew my parents wouldn't take me and so I was well and truly imprisoned in my own home. Eventually though, I feel this strong energy from afar and that's when the dream scene proceeds to change.

I am now in my bedroom of my old house and Dreamy WB is in there with me. Her appearance in this dream is the symmetrically parted afro, a black slit dress and black heeled sandals. We sat on the bed for a while and she gave me a massage. Soon after, we got up and proceeded to the kitchen. She said something to me while in the kitchen but I forgot what it was. I was then on a paint program and it actually showed details of my trying to sketch an image of Dreamy WB. I remember drawing the hair so carefully but found it difficult to fill in the sections with the black airbrush. In the paint program, I drew her afro in its asymmetrical parting.

The dream then showed me and Dreamy WB walking next to each other in an unknown suburban environment. I could tell though that we were heading towards the Glen Waverley train station and she was going to accompany me to the city, helping me finally catch the boys. Once again we were talking about something but I forgot what was said. For the last parts of the dream, we never reached the train station; that's when I woke up.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None



Dream 307: Competition Results

307 A
Competition Night: 7
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

307 B
Competition Night: 7
Lucid or Non-Lucid?: Non-Lucid
Estimated Length of Dream (Lucid Only): N/A
Dream Guide: Dreamy WB
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes



Points For This Entry: 1.5
Calculation Details:
- Non-Lucid Fragment (0.5)
- Full Non-Lucid Dream (1.0)

+ Previous Total: 3.5
Total Accumulated Points: 5.0

I had quite a weird dream last night.

I was talking to my best friend, and she was running through what she was doing for the week.
Then she went; “Friday is private, I won’t be reachable at all,”
This felt super OOC, as she and I always talk and share everything. But yes, that was a very odd dream.