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Night of March 27, 2018. Tuesday.



As I enter the usual water induction stage, seeing the glimmer of the surface of the virtual water, the essence of sleep, the absence of emotion, the physical release of muscle tension, I notice the setting seems to be near sunset, though there is enough light to see by. It is a beautiful scene of a river. I am not yet “in” my dream, as I have not decided whether to enter here or wait for the next scene to render.

Still, I mentally say “boat” and nothing more, and my voice sounds much younger in my head.

I suddenly find myself standing near the bow of a skiff, moving slowly along. I notice a number of cypress knees ahead (which represent dynamics of my muscles that are not fully relaxed), though they do not pose any sort of threat or challenge. (Who wants to be “challenged” in the dream state anyway? - RAS modulation would come soon enough.) It is a beautiful and peaceful scene. In fact, I decide to let my lucidity go at this time and allow myself to enter deeper into sleep.

Throughout my life, I have read a number of articles about lucid dreaming, none of which have made any sense to me, but then, most of what is written about dreams makes little or no sense at all, and I have focused on the nature of my dreams all my life (and it not only has never been problematic, but I married my literal dream girl, my dreams having given me hundreds of specific clues about her identity, which proved to be correct, and some dreams have healed me in ways which no one would believe).

Many such articles imply how a person “practices” or attempts to lucid dream. This makes no sense to me, as since earliest memory, it was a natural state of which I did not have to practice or try to do (though I sometimes “set up” dreams, but I have mostly gotten to where I do not even need to do that due to the nature of in-dream auto-scripting). The summoning factor also exists in liminal dream control (dream control without lucidity). This is when the conscious self is aware of the dream state without the dream self being viably lucid (a specific type of synaptic gating), though still commanding the dream’s content at some points, even the RAS mediation of the waking transition to a certain extent (though biological factors and subliminal environmental concerns such as an unknown noise always take priority).

Apparently, some people ask themselves on and off all day if they are dreaming, which supposedly helps them to recognize when they are dreaming, though in my view would likely corrupt the function of RAS mediation and modulation (reticular activating system), arguably one of the most important parts of the brain, so why tamper with its very purpose? This is something I have never done or needed to (though reading nonsense in so-called dream dictionaries or dream interpretation books causes me to wonder what is going on with people in the world, and I joked about this on Twitter recently). The practice does not even make any sense as this is neither how auto-scripting nor autosymbolism works (or even subliminal conscious identity for that matter) in the dream state itself.

Conducting “reality tests”, including continuously asking myself if I am dreaming, as the personified subconscious is not the conscious self, makes zero sense. Additionally, dreams are not usually symbolic of waking life as many people claim; they are autosymbolic renderings of concurrent unconsciousness thought processes, for example, if one has to go to the bathroom now, or check the source of a noise now, it is happening now, not eight hours earlier but now, yet for some reason many people cannot seem to grasp this simple idea at all. They take a biological waking alert factor (RAS modulation) like a snake and try to pretend it has waking life relevance (which would only be true in rare cases, such as literal prescience or a literal residual carryover). This is not what such REM thought processes were created for. They are not “recordings” or even viable (active) memories (which also is why regressive hypnosis was exposed as a total misconception years ago).

Fully understanding autosymbolism and the nature of the dream state is enough to sustain apex lucidity on thought alone. The one and only factor of the dream state is RAS mediation, not “subconscious this” or “subconscious that”.

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Morning of March 27, 2018. Tuesday.



I am in Cubitis, but my old home is gone. On one level, it feels somewhat strange for me to be there and see the flat ground extending over what used to be a living area. Still, my dream becomes so abstract, only the basics can be relayed in text. The orange grove is still present. (In real life, the house is still there, but the orange grove is gone, thus this dream is of opposite implications.)

There is the common ambiguous awareness of being indoors and outdoors at the same time (even though the house or its carport is not yet present).

A backstory begins to form. An unfamiliar elderly lady is going to live in a new house where mine used to be. I decide that I will build it, or at least begin to build it. Curiously, I am somewhat aware of Zsuzsanna being in my life, but in my dream, there is little else of my conscious self identity present.

An unfamiliar young girl and boy come from the north as I am “building the house”. So far, I only have one corner with two bottoms of walls, only a few inches high, yet I am also now aware of a part of the carport floor. Eventually, there is an argument relating to a new piece I am adding to the house. The piece is like a long narrow section of concrete with equadistant small spheres illogically attached. The girl makes the claim that a couple of the spheres are cracked as well as part of the concrete, but I see no such feature. I do not yet add it to the house, and I get very annoyed. The scenario makes no sense at all, though is not as wholly abstract as other dreams. The carport as in waking life seems to be present and yet not present (until the last part of this dream segment). I am thinking of how others will come in and complete the house, yet there is still the ambiguous focus that I will do it, though by mental will.

I soon notice a cinder block wall behind the work I have so far done, oriented to the east. This seems problematic, because the house needs to take up the entire original area and there is otherwise not much room for the building. I consider if the house should be exactly like the original was, or if the unknown woman will need that much space.

I go over to the gray wall, and after a little effort, push it over. It lands flat and even with the edge of the incomplete carport floor and I consider, and am satisfied, that this fallen wall will now serve as part of the carport surface. I move my hands over the area with an enhanced sense of touch and a clearer awareness, as the act of pushing the wall down vivified my dream (due to the fact that a wall is a liminal space divider between different levels of unconsciousness and in-dream perception).

From here, as a result of having pushed over this in-dream “divider”, I wander off into a different dream state (though sometimes a wall as such is a more defined division between the distorted dream self identity and true conscious self identity).

The rest is a meandering mess. I go into my teenage years mode for a short time, wandering about, then into an unfamiliar kitchen setting where one man seems somehow stuck under a table with his leg somehow caught around a chair leg. He is lying on his side on the floor, halfway out from under the table, and another male is trying to help him up. The man on the floor is someone I had only talked with once years ago in Clayfield (I think his surname was Papadopoulos and this is the first time he has ever appeared in a dream as far as I remember). Zsuzsanna is present. I walk around to another part of the room. As I shift into a different dream setting, I am attempting to read some sort of listings in a newspaper as I wake.

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The man on the floor is my emergent consciousness factor (the other unknown male, the preconscious personification), the typical distorted precursory autosymbolism for waking and getting up out of bed. The act of reading in the last scene validates this, as this signifies my thinking skills beginning to emerge as I wake. As dreams are autosymbolic, not symbolic of waking life or with nebulous “interpretations” as such (as literal prescience and autosymbolic waking life factors are far more obvious and discernible), there is nothing here that is new or unusual to me in the dreaming sense.

In life, I will never stop dreaming about my Cubitis home in infinite unique forms, or in fact, of any place I have ever lived or been, or unique fictitious settings either. There is not a waking life reason for this; it just is what it is, the nature of unconsciousness.

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I'm trying to get home from about Mason's house to KC but there are people from the mob coming to kill me. I'm looking on the street and seeing different houses around the main guy's house and wondering why anyone would want to live near the mob since it would be a lot of pressure to have to go to events you were invited to. Trying to get home, the street with the big hill is blocked by 4 or 5 mobsters running up the street at me. I run right towards Owen's but it's blocked that way too. Before they can come kill me I decided I want to wake up and do so.

The dream scene was getting off of a boat. I think I'm now in a different country in Africa. The boat unloads us onto a dock with a shop attached to it. I'm looking around at various items looking for a Coca Cola bottle. There are a few soda bottles but I don't end up purchasing one. I remember I wanted to find a local that would show me the best places to get dinner and thought maybe a hostel owner would know.

The dream opens up into this massive place of shops that looked like cabins and then a massive pool and amusement park as well. I was swimming in the pool and talking to some people I didn't really know. Then I'm around the pool deck. I'm wearing a full suit and do a side flip into the pool, accidentally kicking a girl which disappointed a girl I had talked to earlier.

I meet up with my friends, I think moo and kolby were there. We were walking down this path and on both sides we were passing these massive water slides that were gushing water out. We decide to go on this one ride. We walk into the room and it's filled with black padding and cushions. We're confused but then all of the sudden the floor below us just gives out and we're free falling down. People are hitting different obstacles made of cushion and everyone's laughing and having a good time. I don't hit any obstacles so I get down pretty quickly.

We go outside and look at more water slides. Looking up into the sky, there are two massive rides that were red and white. They must've been more than a mile up into the sky and stood straight up except for a slight curve in the middle. I got a little freaked out to the point where I couldn't even look at them, I thought they were really unsafe. We took a short ride up into the sky to get a better look at the massive rides but the little white ride hooked and then went back down.

On the ground we were back at the pool area. It looked more like someone's backyard or a hotel area. There's small townhouses made of wood and black/blue glass surrounding a small pool and hottub. I'm in the pool swimming back towards the main pool and shop area when I see johnny b with a very long nose which I thought was interesting. They come out to the main pool area with us and I'm seeing people from my high school swimming by. One is Celia and the dream ends as we're in the back of a car. I'm now watching myself third person having intercourse with her.

Woke up in the middle of the night, and set my intention to wake up with my eyes closed, motionless after my next dream. It worked! Hearing seemed to become my "primary" sense, if that makes sense. I could hear some gentle noises in the room, then noticed the back of my eyelids, and realized I had not moved. It was a gentle awakening. I tried to imagine the previous dream, but nothing was really happening. I think I decided to focus on breathing next, there was some mild hypnagogia but nothing more happened, and I decided to give up and sleep.

Edit: I wonder if my autosuggestion is not specific enough. Perhaps I am waking myself up too early and am awakening from NREM-dominated sleep. This would presumably make it harder to DEILD. I may check the time after unsuccessful DEILDs, or alternatively I could set additional intentions to wake from dream after each attempt, and eventually I will wake during a REM-dominated period of the night.

Dream

I am on a street at night, trying to get across a section of it without someone seeing me. I think this is like the video game Player Unknown's Battlegrounds. I am walking down the sidewalk now then begin running past someone.

I spawned in or around my old house, and I wanted to trigger an event. I ran across the street to be more convinced that it would happen. Eventually, I found a TV and a Gamecube and lost lucidity. I got distracted by a Falcon Heavy video.
Lucid Time: 45-90 seconds

I should have posted sooner.

Ghost house.

Mainly remember being outside a house kind of in the country. I was in the backyard where all these walkways and bridges were. I went up to the back door and found that it was locked. A woman came to the window and said to go around front. She was outside suddenly while we walked to the front and said that the front area is where you hear all the ghost voices.

Exploring

I was hanging with A and we were trying to get into an abandoned area. We were in a townhouse complex at night. He motioned me to follow him across a parking lot. So I followed him. As I was running across the parking lot I noticed A wasn't there. But I saw him a few seconds later by an open door. I ran to the door and noticed that in the door was a change room. It was quite populated. I notice A looked really young in the dream.

Nightmare

I woke up on a couch in a locked room. I have false memories of being trapped there and tortured. In the room is my captor, a balding fat man in a wife beater. He says it's time to eat and pretends he's making food for me. I stand up on the couch and see a small window. I can't open any of them, one turns with a handle but there's a space open to small for me to crawl through. I sit back down for a second when the man comes to the couch. I realize one of his arms is like a deformed half arm and half wing. It's wing shaped but messed up and has 3 human like fingers sticking out of the side. I go to the window again when he turns away and hear a voice in my head say, " get out the window now.". I turn back to look at the man and for a second i wanna clobber him while his back is turned but i am too afraid. I go back and shut the window quick before he notices wind. The man then pulls out a rubber suit and tells me to get in...

More exploring

Brief dream of walking into some woods with people one guys says his spirit guide is with him and asks if I see him, he then points in the direction of where his guide is supposed to be. I look back and see nothing but wind blowing. We walk farther and I say be careful because there's wolves in these woods. My brother is also there and he says, "Yeah they have huge teeth like this," He opens his mouth and suddenly has huge wolf like fangs.

Driving

In this dream my dad is driving me into the country to visit Jamie. Or it could be her dad driving. I can't remember,

I have the flu, so my dreams have been weird or unsettling. This is a few nights' of dreams gathered into one entry.

The first night, when I was just coming down with the flu, I felt like garbage and had weird fever dreams where friends were inviting me to LuLaRoe (it's a garbage clothing MLM) parties and trying to sell me things. I kept waking up angry and wanting to be left alone, then falling back to sleep and having the same dream over again but with a different person. Why my brain was obsessed with people trying to sell me MLM shit, I have no idea, but that was all I dreamed about the entire night.

Last night, I dreamed about 3 different people who were dead, those dreams where you forget they're dead and they're alive again and then you wake up and realize they're dead. The first 2 were dead pets (a cat and a rabbit) and the third one was my stepfather. I woke up from the 3rd dream thinking "Wow it's been a while since I've seen stepfather, how come?" and then woke up a little bit more and remembered that it's because he's dead and started crying. The crying did not help my already-flu-congested face. On the other hand, at least I got to pet my dead rabbit for 15 dream minutes, and she was as soft as I remember.

Dreams from March 2 to 26, 2018

I had some earlier dreams about people from high school. There was a lucid, dreaming lecture thing where someone thought they were still dreaming, and did something kind of crazy, thinking they had become lucid. There was this guy doing a Dave Matthews kind of song. And I got to have a good talk with a woman who I would have never thought smoked cigarettes. She was very understanding of how I felt about the smoke smell spreading and it was helpful. I woke up as she was saying, "Do you know about ____?"

Video Game Boss

The next dreams I dreamed of being in these video game boss battles. I forgot one of the boss battles. But then This big yellow thing was in this room. There were these blue bomb things I had to put in one corner of the room. When it went there, it got blown up.

Beast Wars
Megatron and a wolf Predacon were chasing Rattrap through the local arboretum. All in Beast Mode. Rattrap got away and then I was walking next to Optimus Primal. I was like, "Yeah, Megatron, you don't wanna come near us now!" I might have been Dinobot. Cheetor was ahead of us. We were all in Beast Mode.

Then I woke up and recorded those, and had another long dream. My recall was good tonight.

Diamond Games

I was in this locker room from my high school. There was a wolf attacking everyone but the wolf trusted me. Then the wolf tested how much I trusted him (or her). They became a human and came towards me. I felt fear but extended trust to the wolf spirit, now looking like a human. I think something healed there.

My Aunt kept trying to get me to play this diamond game. I was talking with my Aunt and my Cousin for a while.

I had a false awakening of trying to dream journal. I was glad it was just a dream because I dreamed that I forgot everything! Forgetting dreams is my worst night mare L O L. But maybe I can turn those night mares of forgetting the dreams into my best dreams of remembering my dreams, which will bring up my actual dream recall. So it is like an opportunity for when I am ready to catch it.

In the next dream I was talking to these people wearing really black clothes. Then telling someone else how I didn't feel inferior for not having as nice of clothes.

Then in the distance I saw people lined up to play the diamond game my Aunt had been mentioning. I felt like she had been mentioning it for ages and I just never listened.

I went over to it and a woman I was with got the girls ahead of us to let us play first. People kept coming by and dumping diamonds on us, "Making it Rain" as the dream called it. The woman kept telling me to keep collecting the diamonds that fell! So I did.

Then we had this big crate of diamonds and jewels. The girls behind us were mad because we had some of theirs. One tried to take some but some security guy stopped her. Another security guy took the woman I was with away so it was just me and the jewels and diamonds. Then I was on a dock and two men appeared at the end of the dock. I was supposed to ask them for guidance of what to do with the diamonds.

So I asked them and one pulled out this book. It said I had to think of the hardest thing to do with them, and do that. I was like, no way, I am definitely keeping them.

Cut scene of me walking around my old neighborhood, peeing as I walked. (L O L)

Then, I got to the people I was supposed to talk more with about the diamonds and jewels. I was talking to this spiritual guy who started showing me pages of a book. We heard a zip and it was a little kid behind me. He had un zipped my back pack and taken some diamonds.

I really didn't want the adults to be mad at the boy so I responded very positively. Kind of like, great job! You got them. And I gave him the diamonds he had taken. I said I could spare those, but I needed the rest, to pay my student loans.

Another man to the side said I should go earn the money to pay my loans. I said I did earn these diamonds. It made sense to me that I deserved the diamonds.

I woke up around then. I really liked the dreams tonight. I got all the details in my voice recorder and just typed this up as a shorter post.

Part1) So, I was having a normal day and I met this guy Patrick. He also played csgo so decided to hang out with him. I later on went swimming with him and his friends but he couldnt make it so I was there with his friends. They thought I was there because of the pretty girl, I said I wasnt and went on.
Then I evesdropped them saying they were going to kill Patrick. I didn't want that so I saved Patrick and went to the sea-shore. He said that "The sailor" is there, he explained that "The sailor" the only one was who travelled to another country. It was a medium sized "ship". So we went on the ship and he seemed fine with it.
We went trough the mysterious cave. Were in the middle of the ocean now. For some reason I have magic and start to catch fish with it, just making them fly on the boat and also caught a flask holder. The sailor saw it and said that I shouldn't show my powers to anyone. I was okay with that. When we arrived at England we decided to go back since we didn't have any money or house there.
When we came back we were acused for hitting the guy that wanted to kill Patrick and sentenced to a lifetime prison. We quickly went back on the boat but someone said we shouldnt because this time of the year the phonemenon happened. We didnt care because we didnt want to go to prison so there we went.
When we came in the cave there was this purple glow that kept getting brighter and all of a sudden (creepy part 1) were in this saw like room. Only light was dark red, all blood on the walls, electronic dolls moving everywhere with a million screaming sounds. We hed to destroy all the dolls and so we did while being terrified.
When it was all over we were at the same shore and we couldnt go to England. We were brought to jail
Part2) The prison wasnt that big, only 20 cells which were really poorly protected by 1 lasrer about 5cm above the floor, not even a celldoor. Green laser meant everythin was fine, Orange meant that something was touching it, Red meant tresspassing. I was thrown in my cell, it was about 1 square meter. I was just writing and drawing stuff,
and my paper touched the laser, it turned red and a guard came storming into the room and aske dme what my problem was and when it was about to hit me I quickly said, " One of my papers! ". He stopped and walked back. When he walked back I quickly ran and stepped over (over it) the laser and so did Patrick. we ran into the woods for about 100 meters and then we got caught.
We thought this was the end but we just got put back in our cells. They said we'll be dead next time. Attempt 2, the guards are discussing what to do with a certaint child and we quitly but quickly went on the roof. But this 1 autistic anoying bastartd a of a female guard saw us and starting shooting. We ran towards the shore but we tripped. She said if we came back with her she would let
all prisoners free. We did that and she let all prisoners free exept me, Patrick and a random guy. The kid in the cell next to me started crying and saying he didnt have a home or family. That night something happened, I dont know what but I got free. I went home and never saw Patrick again. When I came home everyone acted like nothing had happened.
Part3) My brother was writing an essay and my parents doing stuff on their phone. I went to a building with some of my friends from school, talked a bit and went back home.
When I came home I put my calculator on a table downstairs. I went upstairs to take a shit but first went to my room to make my schoolbag.
(I just want to point out that this is my typical nightmare, when I was young I was very very paranoid alone upstairs and starte dmaking things up in my mind literally sprinting downstairs thinking something was chasing me.)
So, I went outside my room and there it was, my calculator on the floor. It clearly was a sign but I picked it up and went on the the bathroom. Right before entering the bathroom
(The most typical nightmare, Ive had this 10 times now and it never gets old) My mom, just standing like a statue in my parents chamber when I know she was downstairs and then screaming like a demon chasing me. I went to the bathroom like most times because it was a key and a lock. This time it caught up on me and I was to battle it pulling the door. Something different happened this time.
My parents never saw the thing as if it was invisible for them so. It had to be in my head. I started fighting it with my head and trying to get rid of it. And for a moment, it was gone. Because I was terrified I lost concentration and it cvame back. I started screaming and making sounds like always so my parents would come. The End.

Morning of March 20, 2018. Tuesday.



In this dream, I mostly remain semi-lucid, though there are a few random distractions. The settings are all unfamiliar.

At one point, I find myself in an upstairs room in some sort of restaurant. I am near the counter where a cheerful chef asks me what I want. There is a plate of mashed potatoes that I decide to take. I do not eat all of it as I notice there is activity downstairs and I also realize that seems to be the only way out of this room.

When I am downstairs, my lucidity increases to where I realize that my physical body is not wearing shoes as I sleep. Looking down, I notice that my feet are bare. This is not of much concern to me as I recognize the dream state indicator for what it is. However, just for the sake of presence, even though it is just a dream, I decide to summon shoes onto my feet. My feet are wearing shoes for a time, but they become transparent now and then. The people in the restaurant are all friendly.

Eventually, I come to a checkout counter in a different building, which might be that of a library. I absentmindedly bump it and it seems very loose and actually comes off and so I place it so that it leans against the side of another part of the service area. I tell the unknown female at the counter that I will fix it and a contractor, an unfamiliar friendly male of about forty, soon appears. There is an unusual segment where unfinished buildings are seen. I mentally will most of the buildings to complete even though there are also several construction workers around.

I notice that the counter I had been at earlier is now nearly two stories high from what seems to be an outside area. several unfamiliar people are present, including the original unfamiliar female. There is the typical indoor outdoor ambiguity, where it seems I am inside and outside at the same time (a factor of the illusory nature of the dream state in semi-lucid understanding that I am actually inside a house in our bedroom). I slowly wake around this point.

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A checkout counter is common autosymbolism for the waking stage (a metaphor for leaving the dream state). In this case, there was no dominant preconscious factor or RAS mediation or modulation, as the checkout being beyond my reach was a precursor to sleeping for a few more hours.

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This morning I was sleeping on a friend's couch and had to get up at 9am for my father's birthday breakfast. I didn't want to miss the alarm and this was stressing me out, which ended up causing several false awakenings.

The first false awakening I wake up and check my phone to see it's 1pm. I freak out and run to the shower.

The second false awakening I wake up around 10:00am and freak out again.

The third false awakening I wake up and a similar thing happens and I'm complaining to moo and kolby that my phone must be broken.

The fourth false awakening I wake up on the other side of the couch looking at my friend jp. At the exact same time we go "I just had four false awakenings." Moo is to the left of me and tells us to repeat it again, which we do. Then we all freak out. I know I had only had three before this so this didn't really add up.

The fifth false awakening I'm lying back on the couch on the normal side thinking this is a dream. The room is dimly lit in a purple color. I can see jp looking at me from the other side of the couch. Looking at the tv, I see a little girl. Her face starts to turn into something like the exorcist. I can hear myself making noises like "aaaah" but I'm not scared at all. Her and jp start to walk towards me. She changes into some sort of clown and I make more scared noises not feeling scared, I can hear jp saying "dude you're so weird." Then the clown morphs into a woman with dark hair dressed in a red dress. I make some sort of noise like I'm attracted to her, then she turns into a man and I make a noise that I'm freaked out. Jp again says that I'm weird.

They get right to my face and I get up, this exploding into a very strange turn of events. The room is turned into some sort of event. I'm watching a commercial of some sort of these weird people, they were changing very rapidly, at some point it's a woman in a black outfit with a black mask and some other things as well. The background was constantly changing, the one I remember now is a hotel room background. The backgrounds looked like green screen effects and the people in front of the backgrounds stood out from them. It was some sort of chant and at the bottom of my vision I can see subtitles in an orange or red font. There's a little thing bouncing from each word as these people are saying the words.

The words are "what the hell is that, what the hell is that" and I thought I might've seen "LOL" to the left and right of that line too. That line kept getting repeated. I keep saying out loud "what the hell is that, what the hell is that" as these backgrounds are changing and people are morphing. The people were indian women dressed in gowns dancing around at some point.

I was with a group of people, one of them being Trump. I said something to him, but kind of said something else and ended up feeling stupid.

I interacted with an ex-colleague of mine, Mark (Arnouts). It was in an industrial area. He reeked of gasoline, so I told him this.

Date of Dream: MON 26 MAR - 2018


Dream No. 300 - Separated Sections

Dream 300 A - Voice Of The Raccoon In Melbourne
I don't remember how the dream started. From where I do remember, I heard that Kevin Miller (the voice of Sly Cooper) was coming to Australia. Not only that, but he was coming to my house. I met him standing on the side of the Monash freeway at night and offered to drive him back. I forgot what happened in the second scene. All I know is that my whole family were at the house and they were interacting with Kevin.

The third scene took place in the garage and somehow, I now found out that Kevin had brought his dream children with him. The girl was called Minnie and she was Chinese, there was also a little boy with him, a Caucasian appearance, I'm not sure but I think his name was Becker. My parents were going to take a photo of me with Kevin and his dream kids. Kevin had an arm on one of my shoulders while jumping up and down and frantically waving. Meanwhile, there was me just being as still as a rock while smiling as best I could. I forgot what actions the dream kids were doing.

When my mum had put down the camera from its photo/video taking position, Kevin laughed and told me that my mum was taking video footage. As I soon as I found out, I was in a state of shock, grousing over how I just stood there, smiling like an idiot when I could have done much more. Kevin then suggested we actually take some photos as well so I have a good souvenir. First of all, some were taken on the big camera and then there were a couple taken on my phone as well as Kevin's phone and then Minnie's and Becker's phones. That's all I can remember for this dream.

Dream 300 B - The Priest Has Died (Lucid Dream 15)
The first part of the dream was lucid. I actually started the lucid segment from a period of being awake; so I am aware of my surroundings without doing a reality check. Now to start the dream; I am in this hot, lava room, like in one of the scenes of the 1st Incredibles movie. I feel that something isn't right but I can't quite put my finger on it. I end up calling for Dreamy WB and she appears straight away.

Within the lava scenery, she appears as usual, wearing all black but the lighting also made her skin and hair look extremely dark. I spoke to her for a while but I forgot what about. Then she spreads her arms out for a hug. As she's hugging me, the scene blurs out on me, changing itself and that's when I lose lucidity.

I am then on the nature track near my house but I forgot specifically what was happening. I end up at this cafe, roaming the outside courtyard of it. Sitting at one of the benches, I see someone who claims to be Fr. M's son who looked half like Fr. M and half like GC but had short, black, curly hair on the top of his. I don't remember everything that he said to me but information was revealed that Fr. M had died. I questioned him and said that the death was actually in 2014.

The scene then plays at my house, just next to the entrance hallway on the upper floor. My brother comes up the stairs and he looks about down. He tells me that Fr. M's son spoke to him and that he revealed something “not very nice”. I said to my brother, “I know, he's dead”. That's when my brother broke out into tears and walked off, slamming the door of his bedroom behind him. That's all I can remember about this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None



300 A:
Type of Dream: Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: None
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

300 B:
Type of Dream: 1/2 Lucid, 1/2 Non-Lucid
Dream Guide: Dreamy WB
Emergency Team: None
Eligible For Competition Points: Yes

Points:
Full Non-Lucid Dream - 300 A (1.0)
WBTB Successful (2.0)
Aware In Lucid Section (10.0)
Summon DC (5.0) Dream Guide = +5 ---> (10.0)
Interact With DC (2.0)
Non-Lucid Fragment - 300 B (0.5)

Total Points:
25.5

Gross Total Points:
42.5

Scene: On a hill at night with a lone house on the ridge, walking downhill on the winding driveway.
My younger sister and I had one hour to find and complete something involving random video games. We had to walk from the house to some building a quarter-mile away. The building had a carpeted floor.

I was in a bar with some friends. I turned around and saw a beautiful young woman with blonde hair, sitting at a table about 5 feet away and she was looking at me. I locked eyes with her.
I could tell she wanted me to come and talk to her (which is weird because in waking life, I am terrible at recognizing flirtations) so I walked up to her.
She looked at me all seductive like, and said, "So... wanna get out of here and..."
I scanned my mind for the best way to say "yes", but nothing came to mind. Instead, I softly touched her leg which was dressed in black mesh tights. She smiled, so I knew I hadn't stepped out of line.
I continued to stroke her leg and I leaned in for a kiss. We kissed. It was so good.

I woke up. I really wanted to jump back into the dream, perhaps with DEILD, especially since I was conscious enough that I hadn't moved or opened my eyes.
But I wanted to test out my "WBTB Lucid Dream Reminder Track" that I created, which has my own voice reminding me "this is a dream" over and over. So I picked up my phone, switched on the unlisted YouTube video on my phone, and laid back down.
It took me a while to get back to sleep, but I remained still because I knew I would fall back asleep.

Next thing I know, I'm driving my old, first car (black Ford Ka, little dinky thing). I had some of my old school friends (Craig, Alan and Ben) in the car with me.
We drove into this big car park for what looked like some sort of shopping center.
However it was not a shopping center. It was a big building full of games.
We chose a time to meet back at the car, then we went in and we were each given a circular badge (I think with our names on them).

The first game I remember playing was half indoors and half outdoors. We were running round some sort of cool obstacle course. There was more details to the game but I can't remember.

The next thing I remember is finding an indoor game, held in what seemed a bit like a Gym hall from school. I stood and watched while people were split into teams, each team with a different colour vest. And it seemed the game had something to do with pushing trolleys about.

I decided I wanted to give it a go, so I walked in and the yellow team claimed me. I got given a yellow vest and was pointed towards the yellow team.
I was trying to speak, but it felt like I was clenching my jaw so tightly that I couldn't speak. This was definitely REM ationia shining through.
I grabbed a trolley, and I met a young woman with blonde hair in my team (but not the same girl from the previous dream).
I played the game, but I cannot remember how it went.

Next thing I remember is being back in the main bit of the huge building, again it felt like a shopping center.
I met the blonde girl again. I can't remember how it happened, but we ended up kissing. Again, so good.
Then we ended up split apart, but we were still talking, through our badges which had a microphone and speaker in them.
We met again a few times, each time we would start kissing, and each time it was amazing.

The way we were talking, it felt like we were going to end up in a relationship.

Next thing I remember is I had two badges, and I stuck them on my ears. In one badge, I was talking to the girl. In the other badge, I was talking to a school friend so I wouldn't forget that I have people to give a ride home.

Next thing I remember is being inside the building, near the front entrance, and I went into a section which seemed like a hospital. I got lost trying to get back out, and the doctors and nurses were complaining about my presence. Eventually I found my way out.

Then I remember getting a slush puppy and meeting the blonde girl again. We kissed some more. Then split up again.
I was pretty excited that I had met a girl. But I kept reminding myself that I've got friends here and they need a lift home soon.

I went outside to see if anyone was at the car yet. As soon as I walked outside I saw two people from my school (but not the ones who came with me). In real life, these two have been an item since high school and they are still together and doing well. So what I saw really surprised me. They were shouting and balling at each other.

I walked past them, feeling quite awkward, and I saw other people from school watching them.

I don't remember what happened next, the next thing I remember is finding out that the girl I had been kissing, is not going to have a relationship with me.
I remember walking out of the center with my friends, and beside me was Bernadette from Big Bang Theory (except she was my age, it felt like she was an old school friend).
Bernadette said, "Sorry it didn't work out..."
I replied, "Ach it's fine. I've dropped the whole idea of getting a girlfriend so things like this don't hurt me anymore."

Then I remember me and my friends, and a whole bunch of other people, running out of the building and down the side of the car park. It felt like Mario Kart, it was so chaotic.
We reached this big mound of grass, like a small hill. We ran up the mound and flew off it, as if we just jumped a ramp in a car. It was really fun, flying through the air, then crashing into the ground and people were toppling on top of each other. Then we got up and started running back the way and continued the "race".

And I think that is the point I woke up.
My phone has this stupid Whatsapp reminder that pops up and it causes YouTube to stop playing before my voice even kicks in, so I now know why this damn "Reminder Track" hasn't been working.