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I was with some other people, being assaulted by what I assume were violent criminals. We were forced to run. I ran past a military checkpoint, where two armed soldiers (women?) tried to stop us at gunpoint. I was terrified enough by the people behind us not to care. These chicks couldn't possibly do anything to me the criminals hadn't already done (not sure what that was).

I was in a city, and a tidal wave was moving through the streets, washing away cars and people. People were desperately trying to get into buildings (skyscrapers) to escape before the wave got there. I moved through the crowd and got to the front door of one of the skyscrapers. I rang the doorbell. Some people told me not to bother. The door opened, though, and I moved through. Two people followed me inside. I lived in that building. On the 9th floor? I briefly wondered if letting these people inside was a good idea. It was every man for himself out there. We took the elevator up, to my apartment.

I vaguely remember floating (not sure if it was in water or on air) with a girl holding on to me. We were both weightless. We were going somewhere. I remember having feelings for the girl, and loving having her so close to me. I felt happy.

I had a lucid today. I was barely lucid , I wanted to go outside. So I floated out the windows, actually did that twice or thrice, because I kept falsely awakening. It was a nice swift feeling when I've noclipped through the windows.
I also blinked on clocks, they switched their numbers once then stopped. Dream seemed to be pretty stable.

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I was playing a rpg game and had bought a house called "Yuna's Home"according to the dream. I didn't know where to put it as I crossed the water with my small rpg character so I kept moving on. Suddenly a voice of a guy appeared and said that he played the game before and didn't want to go by the normal route, but that he would just do it anyways. He put the house on the water.

I than remembered that I had one of the character's dead and had to revive him. The guy than went to the character menu, clicked the dark skinned, blue armored guy and revived him. He apparently was strong and at lvl 10 with electric power. His audience cheered him on in the background. I felt annoyed that he was doing everything for me and apparently better.

Next thing I know the dream shifted and I was trying to materialize something. I eventually asked myself why i was trying to do such a thing. A dc than showed up and i left the room to do a task but i forgot what happened.

Had a dream that Marge Simpson ran off and joined an Oceans Eleven style heist team. One member of the team was a dashing pirate, and she started a fling with him. Homer tracked her down, kids in tow, and she wanted nothing to do with him.

In this dream, my neighbors from across the street were moving. I went upstairs and did a reality check. I then gained lucidity and told my uncle about it, and he said that I was in real life. After doing the reality check, I lost the ability to do it again and eventually I lost lucidity.

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Dreams:

I was on a train. That's about all I can recall.

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S had taken me to a star wars con. I was in an OTD parking lot with fog and OTDDCs. Some were unlocking these very large models from the backs of their trucks and unloading them into this wheeled palette. One was one of those revenge of the sith star destroyers (Venator?). But there were like 8 slots where the large turrets were. 8 small children painted their faces gray and got into the slots wearing these hats that looked like the turrets.

The DCs then started fighting with another group of DCs who had also made a large model of a ship. This one I did not remember being in star wars. It was gold in color and looked like a huge hammer/axe with a big front part and a long narrow back part. They got into an argument with the star wars DCs and started talking about some space battle where everyone got these new upgraded shields but still had the standard weapons and the entire battle was resolved by all of the ships on both sides ramming into one another. The argument crescendoed when people rammed the two wheeled carts together causing damage to both ship models. The star destroyer with the kid's heads as turrets fell off it's cart and all of the children started crying. One of the older and more mature members of the group who hadn't been involved in the argument started trying to get the kids out.

We then went into the convention. Alls I remember was that everything was egregiously expensive. Someone cited that a bottled water was 15 dollars.

Meditiation: 50.15A (morning)

RCS: 3 (documented)

Dreams from March 18 to 19, 2018

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Round 1 of Dreams: Beast Wars, Blue Potato and More!

I couldn’t get all details from the first round of dreams, but here is what I did get.

There are some parts with Beast Wars. In one part, it seems Megatron will be taken to court. There is a hill there. In another part, the Maximals are outside Earth’s Orbit. The dream shows a yellow space ship thing which looks like Cheetor’s. It is like an oval. Cheetor’s gun is supposed to go into it to complete it so it can return to Earth. Optimus is mad at Cheetor because he can’t complete the space ship. Maybe something bad is happening to Earth because of this.

There is a guy on a cafeteria line. It is all stainless steel. The guy is having a huge blue potato cooked. The chef is poking it with a fork. They are saying how it is for his dietary plan. I am unaware it is a dream, but I question this.

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LD: Computer Virus, Stuck on a Wall, Wait… I *AM* Dreaming?!

I forgot the beginning of these dreams but here is where my memory begins.

I am at this new apartment. I have to pay the rent. I keep telling the people I need another day. This goes on for what seems like 3 days. I am expecting my Dad to mail me cash for the rent. My mail is delivered, but the cash isn’t there. I am suspicious that the people who own the apartment are intercepting the rent money.

There is a part where I am with 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢talking about how we both slept over at 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢 house. But 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢 slept over his mom’s while my apartment is at his Dad’s. 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢I see my Aunt 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢 and sister. 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢I skate out of that room and I am in a mall. I am actually on skates. I see 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢 and I think she might like the way I look with my new beard. I go to talk to her. 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢I keep skating.

In another part, I am trying to sleep. I am close to falling asleep. However, I know it is mid day, and I haven’t paid the rent. I am just really tired from the previous night of sleeplessness (within the dream). I can’t get the idea of paying the rent out of my head. I decide to just call my Dad and ask him about the rent, then quickly go back to trying to nap. However, it doesn’t go that way. I try to call my Dad, and I can’t quite think of his number. I can get the area code but for the first few digits I am trying to figure out of it is 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢 like my old cell phone or what. I am getting really frustrated because I was supposed to be able to do this quickly and go right back to sleep. But now it is keeping me up. After some difficulty with getting my Dad’s number, and my contacts menu not working, this icon of a stoic Einstein kind of face pops up. It looks very stoic and intellectual, as if to say, anger is primitive, or something. This makes me even more mad because they are clearly just dissociated.

I am on my computer, trying to do something. I have some awareness of having lent my computer to someone earlier. What am I trying to do? I click on some things and a bunch of ads come up. The ads seem to pop up all over the windows I am currently on, as if they become a part of the program I am already on. 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢I think someone must have downloaded something and got a virus. I think of some things I downloaded that might have got me a virus. Well, okay. It will slow me down, but I will just go to Control, Alt, Delete, and run the task manager. Whatever is creating the pop ups will be a simple dot E X E program and I will be able to end the process and uninstall it. So I press Control, Alt, Delete. Also, I do a reality check. I really think it is waking life, though, and I am just doing a reality check to “build the habit” in case it happens in my dream. My finger doesn’t go through, and I am totally sure I am in waking life.

When I press Control, Alt, Delete, the window that comes up is almost metallic. It is way different than what Control, Alt, Delete brings up in Physical Matter Waking Consciousness. I click through and there is something like Window Manager. What do the windows look like? I find where it says Task manager and try to open that. There are all these tabs with bold black text. What happens after that?

It transports me to where I am standing on this big metal screw on a wall. The metal screw or metal rod is kind of rusty. It pokes out of the wall maybe 6 inches, and is thick enough not to bend under my weight. I am really freaked out. I am convinced it is Physical Matter Waking Consciousness, especially due to my finger not going through. I am really high up on the wall, with only this screw to balance on. There is no way to climb up or down. I continue trying to balance. When I look again, there is some ground 20 to 30 feet down. I definitely don’t want to make that jump. No one is around. I reach up again and I can just reach the edge of the top of the wall. I can get my hand on this blue P V C pipe poking up out of the wall, and maybe on another white P V C pipe. There is not enough grip to do a pullup though. What color is the wall? Blue? I just sort of hang there by my finger tips with my foot on the metal rod. Even without the fear of being stuck there, it is just an uncomfortable position.

I wonder if there are people around. I decide to try screaming out for help. At first I think that people will come hurt me or something. Maybe it is a trap. But I decide to try anyway. I scream really loud, like, “Help! I’m stuck here!” What exactly do I say? After a while of that, I get the idea to just jump down. It seems shorter of a fall. I jump down and land just fine. How high is it? 10 to 20 feet? I land just fine. I am relieved to be down from there. I still think I am in Physical Matter Waking Consciousness.

I think it must be a restaurant I am in. There is a door way up to the front of the room. It is brown with glass panels. It is like a door, a little coat room, and another door. Before I go to it, I notice a bunch of note books on the table. When I look, they are my personal journals, or dream versions of them. I think they are my actual journals and I want to hide them before I leave, so no one reads my private journals. They are titled “guitar memos” in hand writing. Different color covers on spiral note books. I can see some cursive writing in thick green marker in one of them, and other colors in others. It reminds me of my dialogue journals. Some of the covers are ripped. I gather them up and more appear. One appears on the seat. Once I can get them all, I bring them over to this cabinet. The cabinet looks to be in use, but I figure the journals are safer there, than out in the open. I cram them into the cabinet and plan to come back for them later.

Without taking any longer, I run to the front door. I almost expect it to be locked. It turns out to be easy to open, and I get out into the street. What time of day is it? Day or Night? I run left as I exit the door, and hear some people in the building across talking about how someone’s business plan won’t work. What exactly are they saying? I slide down this slippery red velvet carpet, which is kind of fun. When I stop sliding, I kick off and slide some more.

Somewhere in there, I realize I am dreaming. What triggers the lucidity? Just a gradual realization? Once I know it’s a dream, I run and fly. I fly up to a roof. I think it is somewhat light out at this point. There are some people on the roof. I interact with them a little bit. Is there a dog? What else happens before I wake up? I wake up and think through the dreams, pretty amazed at that adventure.

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Round 3 of Dreams: The Importance of the second Reality Check & Reconciliation with Uncle

A lot of beginning parts are missing from my memory, and parts intermittently. I will just write what I do now.

There is definitely a part where I gain lucidity and then lose it again throughout the dream. What happens in that part?

Where my memory starts more clearly, I am in a movie theater. Then I fall asleep. Within the dream, I dream of being in a kitchen. There is some food on the stove. The flame goes really high. Something makes me think it’s a dream, so I finger palm test. Instead of going through, it just feels like I am touching my bones. But because my finger doesn’t come out the other side, I conclude it is Physical Matter Waking Consciousness. There is some water almost boiling. I am listening to something on my phone through the headset. I try the other finger through the other hand and that won’t go through either. Something makes me try a nose pinch breathe. As I walk away from the kitchen, I see some lights on some buildings. I feel my fingers pressing my nostrils shut, and yet, air passes through. Wow! I am dreaming! I am so glad I did that second reality check.

I want to take a bite of this big dessert food that’s there, and change the audio on my head set. Then I am like, maybe the audio that’s already on is fine. I take a bite of the dessert food and maybe some red bacon bits that are there. The kitchen is kind of dim the whole time. 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢The dream within the dream ends and I “wake back up” in the movie theater.

On the movie screen, a human cartoon and a Snoopy the dog type of cartoon are eating bacon bits. To my sister, who is at the movie with me, I am like, wow! I can’t believe they are eating bacon bits in this movie! I just dreamed about that! The screen shows the people eating bacon bits but then I can see the bacon bits inside their head. They human and dog go around in the movie world and come to another creature. What kind of creature is it? One of them spits out some bacon bits into a thin sheet of paper kind of shape and trades it with the creature. Then they go on.

In the next part I am running from some people. There is something where a pudgy baby is involved. They are like make sure to give the baby not too much or not to little of something. There is a quiet tan woman who demonstrates how to sleep on your side. She is saying to put one leg on top of the other, not one off a little in front of or in back of the other. They are saying this way its not uncomfortable. She demonstrates it on some kind of couch. What happens next?

Next thing I remember is I wake up in this room at my Nana’s. I talk out loud. Am I recording a dream? Anyway, I notice the door to my room is open. I am embarrassed and worried that people outside my room heard what I was saying.

夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢I am looking at a T V screen. My Uncle, who is downstairs, is getting a call from a 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢number. My Uncle is mad because that guy shouldn’t be calling the house, the guy should be using his cell phone. He is saying how that guy doesn’t even have the land line number for my Nana’s house.

Then Uncle 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢comes in my room without a lot of regard for my personal space. It is like because I am a guest there, he doesn’t respect my space. He sits at a desk with a phone and a big stack of money. He is complaining that his girlfriend needs more money. 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢I am like you know 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢is right there and you shouldn’t expose her to that stuff. 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢is like, “Oh, no, they’re fighting.” I am like, you know, its bad enough you smoke and drink in front of her, and set that bad of an example, but now you are exposing her to all this bad stuff you are saying. I am really mad, and not holding back. I am aware of my harsh tone, and intentionally continue with it, so my point is known. After some time of my scolding, 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢are both crying. I am thinking to myself, well, too bad, it is true! My Uncle stands up and is crying. He stands on the bed and his face is behind some kind of support beam.

He starts to explain why he has so many issues. 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢Then I say something like, yeah, I guess 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢really does affect you guys a lot. What else do we say to each other? I am seeing some shadows on the wall.

I remember thinking that even though he wasn’t attacking me up front, he could come out of nowhere and attack me, any time.

But overall I think this was a really significant dream because I have always fought with Uncle 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢in my dreams. This was not a lucid dream, just a regular or unconscious dream. In some ways I think that makes it even cooler, because it happened on its own. However, I did wonder If it was a dream at one point, while yelling at Uncle 夢ოცნეस夢पनेბები夢But I just convinced myself it wasn’t.

Plant Dream

another dream I remember I have these plants and I'm trying to plant them and it goes with this song that you plant them along with a saw like comes with the plant and there's something with like honey in the planters and like singing I'm singing a song along with the planters but then I'm like I don't know like I don't want any wants to hear this I hear some parts um-hmm

More Uncle Stuff

There was another dream where I was drawing something. What was I drawing? My uncle reached over my shoulder and put a pencil drawing of a spiky monster kind of thing in front of me. I was like, cool, thanks, that’s great. (I saw that as more dreams of getting along better with my Uncle.)

There was another part with my Aunt saying something about having a job where I don’t need to wear my retainer all the time. Like, you could take a day off wearing your teeth. Luckily, there’s a lot of chlorine in the food.

There was a part where I was in a bedroom. The sheets on the bed were grey. I was thinking about this religion where they would beat the crap out of me so I would feel sorry, and then give me forgiveness. I was considering going, then I was like, no, I don’t need the crap beaten out of me. There was a square of sun coming in through the window. I had a recliner chair I wanted to sit in and write. But it was like I had just gotten up and gone to the bathroom, and I wasn’t sure if I should lay down and breathe, or sit up to write, while having breakfast. The idea was that I had the morning and early afternoon to watch a show, do my writing and get some food. Then I had work from the afternoon into the evening, like a restaurant shift. I was trying to get the back of the recliner chair up against the wall. At the store, I needed chicken and/or eggs. I was thinking it would be under a dollar a pound.

There was this other part where I was in the local food store and it was only open seven more minutes. I had on a black ski mask and my orange glasses, but not to rob the place. It was something else. Why did I have that on? There was a bunch of cold medicine on this one shelf. I was looking at it, thinking it sounds like a bad idea. There were like 8 different boxes. I made a joke to the store manager about being there to rob something, but it was a joke. One of the cold medicine boxes said cheap energy. There was a doctor in the store. The doctor’s advice was, “You need to go to sleep.”

Then I was walking down the side walk with these women from the store. I was like, yeah, the doctor is right. I need more sleep. The women were like, yeah, you’re always sleep deprived. So I was like, yeah, but not because I stay up all night on the computer. It’s just the trauma. I think that was a significant insight. I already knew it intellectually but experiencing that conversation in the dream might have helped.

There was another thing where we were walking through my neighborhood. There was this idea of how a person needs to make sure they are working with the trauma effectively. There was a counselor guy who lived on one of the side streets I was working with. I felt triumphant about working with my trauma effectively.
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Had some crazy good dreams last night, and for the first time I became lucid using actual logic and also became lucid again in a false awakening!
Also met my Anima again, twice!

1.
I can't remember exactly how this dream started, but I decided that I was dreaming, spontaneously. I then "woke up", into a false awakening. I immediately became suspicious about whether I was actually awake or not, and did the nose RC. It kind of worked, i could barely breathe through it. I had a look around the room and thought "Right, where am I? How did I get here?" And realised I was probably still dreaming. I looked at my right hand, and watched as my four fingers morphed into five. Definitely dreaming, then.

I ran towards a window and jumped out of it, flying outside. I was in some sort of alien city at night time. The sky was a hazy reddish-purple. There were strange robots and ships in the sky. I moved up or down depending on how I angled my head, but had to flap my arms once or twice to start going back up again.

2.
I was in some strange hotel-like place. There was a girl there who I started a relationship with. She wanted to meet me outside in half an hour so we could go for a night-time walk in the forest. She went for a shower and I went to my room to brush my teeth. To get there, I had to lift up a slate at the bottom of a wall, and crawl under it through a small crawlspace to get to my room. I began struggling to breathe, and when I got to my room I sadly decided I'd have to cancel meeting the girl outside because I couldn't breathe properly.

3.
This seems to have followed on from dream 2. I was suddenly on what appeared to be the moon. I had some friends with me along with the girl from dream 2. There were various kinds of spaceships around us. Other people were there, they owned the spaceships.
I became bored as there seemed to be nothing to do here. I started shouting at my companions, asking them why the f*** we got ourselves stranded on some backwater moon. They informed me that it was all my idea, because I was bored with the hotel.
Makes sense. Don't like your hotel? Leave the planet.
I walked off with my "girlfriend", and started talking to her about stuff. I remembered my last dream and became lucid, but decided to just go with the flow because I liked this girl. As we walked, it became clear that only one part of the planet was like "the moon"- we found a small town or city, that I can only describe as looking Japanese. Modern Japanese, very urban but just not Western-looking at all.
I enjoyed talking to the girl and found there was something familiar about her.


I only realised what was so familiar after I woke up. This girl was my "Anima", or inner feminine spirit, however you call it. I realised that in one of my recent lucid dreams, I had summoned her and asked her to start appearing to me in my dreams more often and to help me maintain lucidity.

3. In this dream, I had a young son- supposedly one year old, but really he acted and looked more like 4 or 5. I didn't realise at the time, but he looked IDENTICAL to how I looked as a toddler, and we got on very well. He listened to everything I had to say and seemed to be in awe of me. I now think that this boy was representing my inner child, a younger version of me that I don't give enough attention to in my adulthood.

Dream 1. Possibly lucid.

I wasn’t sure if I was lucid, but I tried to find my nightmare and I looked around my house. I look in my brothers room and I notice how the room looked weird, like there was a wall sticking out to make his room into 2 smaller rooms. It felt vivid. I started calling out the nightmare and tried to spawn it. I run around the house looking for the nightmare to show up. I remember being in the office falling down while it yelled like I was falling from the sky and it elbow dropped me or stabbed me in the back. I wake up. It felt real, but I don't remember recognizing anything weird in the dream or remember doing a reality check.

Fragment 1.
I go to a store and see a small stack of VHS tapes on a metal rack shelf. One was light blue, so I assumed it was Sonic The Movie.

Fragment 2.
I go and look for a affordable restaurant.

Dream 2.
I end up wearing a backpack and fly around a mall and I try to get people interested in my new invention to impress everyone so they are proud and to increase customers. I go into a building where I am in a small hallway and someone dares me to spin with the flying backpack and flying shoes and I say I can spin 100 times in under a minute or maybe I boasted that I could. I start doing back-flips or front flips over and over again and almost bump into a exit sign or someone else.

Fragment 3.
I chat on a Reddit or Discord with the white theme and start shit posting. I then chat like a terrorist, but then I get a bunch of red text like I got in trouble from Reddit or maybe the FBI got upset. I feel bad about posting in the dream like I made a huge mistake.

Thursday March 15th 2018

I'm in a forest. There is a girl next to me... get up and realize the weight is wrong, so become lucid from that.

Once I'm lucid she tells me that I have to leave, I just stare blindly too much and her father does not like me. Oh alright I don't mind. From what she tells me however before I leave, it seems the kid in this body is still alive, he was just tortured so much he dislikes the body and is completely fine with been my slave more or less.

I get to know the kid more and can talk to him telepathically unlike with Ferdinand who was most likely just blocking me. He was tortured every day, so he was super happy when I arrived and killed his "comrades" and also when I took over the body because he didn't need to worry much anymore.

Back to sleep.

I am again in the middle of a forest, this time there is no girl. Oh yeah... get up and walk around for a bit, feeling the new body. The kid asks me if I like the body, I say yes and order him to keep the body fit, because we are going to be using it a lot. He agrees and we are about to move when he asks me if I wanted to save him "I wanted to save your body, they said you were dead" he says thanks and then we move on.

I remember the remark from the girl before and ask him about the scars on his body, since I can't heal them yet. He says that he would get tortured on a daily basis while been forced to try and resist, he wasn't as good as other test subjects he says. I feel a bit of pity for him and tell him once I get used to his body will heal completely his scars.

We go down the hill searching for some clothes, since he is pretty much naked. I tell him to look at how his power can be used and then make a marble on the grund shot up along with some clothes. He was so happy, apparently I was the first... uh... thing, to give him something.

We got dressed and then I told him we had to go meet the manager, since she was the one to give the job so we could get a better life. He wanted to say bye to the girl before leaving but that was not an option.

Back to sleep.

I remember walking next to a river. Became lucid due to the weight and then realized that this was the elven's body. He was a bit curious and worried about the next place we were going to and so he was just walking around.

As soon as I got back into the body however it seems the manager realized and jumped straight at us, she was happy to see I had a new body but she did not fire ferdinand either since he was usable. She was pretty dejected because he didn't want to go out into battle anymore and wanted to be used only for information, he liked his new life a lot and she couldn't force him.

The manager wanted to talk to me about some matters in regards to my new body and explained to her that I have more normal magic now. She seems dissapointed since the old powers were much better, tell her however that I can be much more useful now.

Back to sleep.

We get sent to a weird building complex, I was lucid from the get go and we end up fighting some weird creatures and we have to fight them. I have no option but to stay out of it and get bored... the elven kid is mad because the manager got me bored, so cute!

Wednesday March 14th 2018

So after a while, the manager told me about a new job letting free some human experiments in a certain mountain.
I agree to the job and go to the mountain, where we find that they also have other kind of kids.

One of them caught my attention because it was an elven kid and so went over to him and found that his mind was never developed, so used ferdinand to take over that kids body.

Ferdinand tried to kill me as soon as I got out and had to run down while I was getting used to the new body, and apparently the kid had affinity to normal magic! So I went downhill, had to fight a few dogs and smash them on my way and then found I could heal myself, yay!

Before leaving the mountain a girl found me and asked me why I had so many scars, didn't know that? Took a look at my back and from the look of it, the elven kid was tortured badly and couldn't heal that, asked the girl for clothes before waking up and she gave me shelter.

I seem to be back in my old house in M---, in the dining room/weight room area (an odd combination that is actually true to life rather than your standard oneiric mash-up). I'm reading a poem that is supposedly by Heine. It’s a sort of varied, complex, allusive thing that somehow manages to be beautiful while also having real matter to it. But as incredible as it is, there’s also a real sense it which it doesn’t speak to modern people anymore. That means there’s an opportunity for a modern take—which is an intimidating prospect since whatever I’d write would inevitably be held up next to this one.

While pursuing this line of thought, I’ve gotten up and started walking towards the front door. The part about the different Chinese dynasties—well, no question what that would have to be now. In the original, it was totally an indirect criticism of his government—you had to be indirect about it in those days.

I now seem to be packing for a trip I’m going to take with some friends. The next part I remember clearly is being in a train station rather like the one in Kassel, waiting for my train. But I notice I haven’t brought my heavy coat with me, and since we’ll be camping, I could really be missing it if the weather turns cold. I also have some plastic boxes, one of which is filled with cheese? Why is this even here?

Looking at an analog clock, I see I still have 20 minutes left before my train arrives, and that’s enough time to pack more sensibly since I only have to go down a hallway to get to my house. I picture the hallway: it’s reminiscent of the one between Penn Station and Madison Square Gardens in NYC.

There seems to be another shift here: I’m now watching a video— like animated drawings, black and white. It’s about three girls, one of whom I know is me, although they are all represented identically. There is also music in the background: a bouzouki playing a cheerful melody.

According to the narration, the three girls created a world together. But this doesn’t seem quite right to me. The images are definitely showing them doing it one at a time, but the narration seems to be referring to it as a single event. Perhaps the video is just showing it that way in order to make the levels of ontological priority clear? No, the video clarifies, it really did happen three separate times. The one who is me did it the first time, and then, a while later, each of the others—but it was somehow harder for them because each time, it had grown colder there.

And now I actually seem to be there, walking through the scenery as it’s snow falls. There are graves there, marked by headstones—the graves of the two other girls, I realize. This does not compute—especially the incongruity with the background music, which has failed to reflect the dark turn this scene has taken and is continuing on as cheerfully as before—and I wake up.

But the last phrase of the music was still clear enough in my memory to where I was able to record it:



As of waking up, it was on its second repetition. My guess is that this isn’t an original creation. It just seems so familiar—but then, so many things in dreams do.

18.3.18

Dreams from march seventeenth to eighteenth, 2018

These dreams made me pull out the guitar the next day so I could play guitar in lucid dreams again. It was so cool.

Groop 1

These were the dreams from the first time I woke up. I think I had a job at a department store like Sears somewhere in there.

My memory starts with this guy (hidden)and some other people on line to get food. (hidden) has prepared some kind of red meat dish. The red meat looks really tender. I am second in line. I seem to get a smaller piece than I expected. I go to try to get another piece. I am picking up an onion out of the tray and saying how I can’t tell the difference between the onion and the meat.

We all go to sit in this room to eat. I am sitting along the side of the wall with some other people. The guy next to me is saying something about (hidden) and how there was some predictions for 2017 and 2018. In the dream it might be 2023. I am skeptical of the whole group at first. But then I am telling the guy next to me how they are good people because they helped me order a ower tool I needed. (hidden)The next parts I can remember are in some class room settings. In the first class room setting, I have some kind of thing that needs to be graded in the teachers office. The class is in session and I am sitting there with the other kids, while the teacher teaches. My plan is to put my head down on the desk, close my eyes, and use telekinesis to move my project around in the teacher’s office. I just hope no one will walk in while it is floating around. This seems like a viable plan.

In the second class room setting, there are students taking turns giving a presentation about apples. The first student goes and finishes. It becomes the next day and another student goes. There is something where I have a text menu on my phone that shows I have 23 to 24 videos. It reminds me of my You Tube channel. I have to select an option from a drop down menu. The lettering is orange and the back ground is white. The selector is a little sideways triangle. There is something about needing a paid account.

Also, in the class room part, there is something about how if I just play a sport, or go into weight lifting, and take classes, and get good grades, it’s like I won’t really be a person on the inside. I will be focused on all these external results but not really looking within myself.

There is something about being at a mall, with signs around.

(hidden)Before I recalled these I was thinking about something with a grey garage door in a walk around the neighborhood. At first I felt like I would totally blank on dream recall for these but they started to flow back to my mind. I think my affirmations helped me stay more optimistic.
(hidden)I woke up from those and thought them through. They seemed to come to me alright. This is a pretty good dream recall compared to other first groops of dreams.

I had some trouble falling back to sleep. I got on my exercise bike and my legs went for what seemed like a while. Then I stretched and fell back to sleep a lot easier. I need to use my exercise bike more anyway since my knees are on the fritz.

Guitar Chords!

Here is a fun L D I had. It started out with me being in a fight with my Dad. Maybe something to do with a chalk board. And I was listening to some Binaural Beats. There was a peaceful woman’s voice playing, giving some kind of instructions for a pre bed meditation. There was also something about how I needed to go into the hall way or bathroom for something, but I didn’t want to get the hall light or night light in my eyes, since this would disturb my sleep. I was also kind of justifying the angry things I said to my Dad, in my mind. I think I went to sleep within the dream? Or did anything else happen? Well, here is the next part I remember.

I find myself in a replica of my basement at 15 Swoo, playing my Ibanez guitar. I realize it is a dream. This is cool. (I am not sure what triggered lucidity but I just suddenly saw it as a dream!)

I am trying to play an E minor chord, without labeling it in my mind as such. My fingers keep slipping to the first fret of the A and D strings though, instead of the second fret. The basement is very brightly lit. I can see some white square across the way. Once I get my fingers to go to the second frets to make an E minor Chord, I think of the D minor chord. However, I put my fingers to what is actually a C major chord, while in the dream, thinking of it as D minor. The sound is really loud and like a previous guitar dream, I fear it will wake my Dad, even though it’s a dream. It sounds cool. I am excited to be playing guitar in a dream, lucidly. I start to realize the dream might lose stability, and wonder what to do.

The affirmation, “My Lucid Dreams last long and remain stable,” comes to my mind. I say this aloud within the dream. It actually works, and the dream seems to get a second wind. That is exciting!

I get up from the guitar, looking at my hands, and repeating this affirmation. I decide that writing it on something in the dream might help. There is a white countertop with a piece of ripped paper over to the side. I find a pencil there and write, “My, Lucid, Dreams,” and then sort of lose interest. The writing comes out pretty clear though.

Next thing I remember is I have my phone in my hand. Where did that come from? Well, I am looking at my phone, knowing it’s a dream. What’s on my phone at first? I flip through the screens to get to Ad Block Browser because I want to try looking up something on my phone in the dream. I am still repeating “My lucid, dreams, last long, and remain stable,” In my mind. The icon for Ad Block Browser is about the same. But instead of the words, it just says A B B. I tap it with my finger, and a screen comes up. I can see the place to put the hyper link and tap there. A little grey touch based key pad pops up. Wow, this dream phone is so similar to my physical phone. A (hidden) type of pod cast is playing. At first, it bothers me, but I just tune it out. (hidden)I begin trying to type in, because I couldn’t find the microphone for speech to text. I am able to type, “How to control an,” and then I am about to type, “L, D,” but then I realize that I should use the full words, not the abbreviation. So, I go to back space the “n” out of the word “an”, and the dream ends.

Notes

I woke up from this and thought it through, pretty excited about it all. My memory of the guitar part is so solid. Somewhere in the dream, I remember the guitar being covered in a white sheet, on a shelf, under some other stuff. I also remembered something about a bright Note Pad screen, and my Dad typing.

Groop 3 of “Dreams”

I had a series of dreams and sleep paralysis sensations take place before recording again.

Dream: 400 Bucks!

The first dream of these I remember is of me at the (hidden)kitchen or dining room. I was sitting there and my Dad gave me an envelope or a card which looked to have money on the side. I think I was complaining about being low on money. At first it looked like just one dollar, but then I saw four hundred dollar bills inside. (hidden)I wondered what it was for. There is something written on the card about the car being worth $5,400. There is some map my Dad wants me to go look up. It’s working kind of funny. At first it was a smaller place, but then showed a whole continent, surrounded by an ocean, kind of badge shaped.

L D: Leaf Blower Trigger

I think I woke up from that, and thought about it. It wasn’t really enough to break sleep paralysis and record, so I just kept it in my head. In the next dream, I am in my bed room of (hidden)I can see a guy getting a leaf blower going outside. I am angry about this starting up. Maybe it is around 3 P M in the dream. I am sitting on the floor. There are two grey bunny rabbits in the room, hopping around. I guess all my practice of doing dream state checks whenever I see or hear leaf blowers kicks in, and I try a finger palm test. I think I might be dreaming. Sure enough, I am dreaming! The finger goes through my palm. Then, I wake up.

O B E Vibrations: Rolled out and Pinned

I thought through that one and got some kind of O B E vibrations. The vibrations come on quickly, and I am rolled out of my bed sooner than expected. I roll out onto the side of the bed nearest the wall, only my bed is rotated 180 degrees and with the head board to the closet, not the opposite wall. I see a kind of white glowy hand as my own hand. I think I might actually be out of body, but I hope it will just become a lucid, dream, like the other times. I can see the window with the black out curtains drawn, so that’s another way I know it’s a dream. There is an orange jug on the floor which isn’t there in waking life.

So I am like, okay, I just rolled out of body. Here I am. I will just stand up and it will be another OOBILD. I start to push myself up and feel if there is a body on the bed, and I am pulled towards the ground. This really scares me because I can’t move. I am not sure what this is. I try to fight it a little bit, but it avails me nothing. Something is holding this “dream body” or “astral body” of mine, down on the floor, on my back.

As I lay here, I can see this sort of hologram of me appear above me. It is wearing a grey shirt. It begins appearing from its feet, then like a door is opening upwards in front of it, its body is slowly revealed from behind the “door”. I wake up from that in my physical bed, a little spooked. Not a total night terror but kind of spooky is all. I have a huge fear that if I go out of body, something will block me from going back into my body, and something else will enter my body right in front of me. Then it will “possess” me or something. So I guess I will see if that really happens or not. Either my belief in this concept will create the experience from my imagination, or there are really entities trying to do this. Or, a mix of both. But I know my dream or non physical exploration will never give me more than I can handle at any one time. And if something like that were ever to happen, whether imaginary, or actual, I am being prepared as we speak.


L D: Who’s the Boss
In the next dream of this groop, I am in a class room. There is a teacher, teaching the class. I realize it is a dream. (What makes me realize it is a dream?) All I remember is he instructs me that I have to go find some information. I have to go find out who the boss is, or why he is the boss. (hidden)I have to put on a metronome and go walk around somewhere, to the beat of the metronome. I vaguely remembering walking around a side walk outside and then returning. (hidden)I look to the boss guy and say something like, “I did it! You’re the boss!” I vaguely remember his face, just that he was a white guy.

O B E Vibrations: Jaw Shock

So I woke up from that and tried to think it through. But then I got more O B E vibrations. These were very intense and also kinda spooky again. But the O B E vibrations that came along probably came before I could form a full memory of the dream.

I was spooked by the sleep paralysis stuff but I just kept telling myself internally to just relax. There are some swishing sounds, and/or some mousey sounds. Then I feel my body really quickly lifted up out of my bed like 4 to 6 feet. This is a lot faster than I am used to, so I am surprised. I feel like I could push into it, but I tell myself to just relax. I don’t resist it or push my way into it. Relaxing lands me back in my bed though.

When I am back in my bed, the vibrations continue. They feel very electrical. I am feeling like shock waves are being sent through my jaw bones. It feels like they are being squeezed. I am still trying to tell myself to just relax. It is more than I am used to but I am confident that it can’t harm me.

Like the last O B E vibrations thing, my bed is rotated 180 degrees, with the head board up to where the closet is. There must be some kind of bluish white light source behind me. I am more spooked now, because it is flickering in this ghastly kind of a way, casting some shadows of a lamp. I am trying to remind myself that the window curtains can’t be drawn, and I can’t see the curtains the way my physical body would be facing in the physical world. So this must be a dream. But I just keep relaxing, instead of getting up to look. Also, I wear a blind fold in waking life, so I shouldn’t be able to see anything. The other main thing I notice is this really low opacity little white cloud, like barely 10% opacity. It seems to float around, but maybe it is something else.

Notes

I stayed still after that last set of O B E vibrations ended, wondering if anything else would come my way, replaying all the dreams and other stuff in my head. I was surprised that I couldn’t remember the L D with the teacher because it may have been more eventful.

I think the jaw shock thing had to do with tension in my jaw. Maybe it released tension from my jaw.

Groop 4 of Dreams

I laid back down on my right side and eventually got to sleep again. For these I just let myself drift and dream, waiting a while to record. The memories were a little jumbled so I will do my best to put them in order.

Bathroom?

The beginning of what I can remember is. I am with (hidden)and other people. We are doing something, maybe watching a show. There is something about how I have O B E’s. Maybe I have an O B E within the dream before that point. I think I was thinking how people need to just have their own experience.

I go into this dream bathroom to go make some dream #1. The dream door has some see through parts. My face looks different, so I make some faces in the mirror. I kind of like it. (hidden)I don’t realize it is a dream from my different face though. There are two toilets. I don’t want to use either because these women are right outside the door, and could see in if they wanted to. Near one toilet, there is a peanut jar full of #1. I wonder who did that.

Spooky Staircase

In the next part I remember, I am walking along (hidden)and I notice someone to the right needs help in their garage, or might. Suddenly I am in their garage. They are kind of startled. I am like, do you need help? They’re like, no, my Dad’s coming to help me. Its like (hidden) or someone tall. They have a standard barbell with a 25 on each side, and some 50 pound plates around.

Next thing I remember is I am running out of there. Except now I am seeing it all from the outside. And a black haired guy has taken my place. The “camera angle” is showing the chase from in front of the person being chased, and showing a longer haired bodybuilder guy chasing him. He reminds me of someone from the local gym I used to see there a lot. Then the long haired guy falls head first down this long set of cement stairs. He sort of slides down them, hitting his head on every step. It becomes somewhat gruesome, and I am noticing the nightmarish turn it has taken. (I’m not sure if I got lucid, but I did something to change the channel, maybe without knowing it was a dream.)

There is also some really spooky screaming voice that comes on as he falls down the stairs. It is like a gruesome monstrous scream. I sort of “turn it off” and it passes.

Oily Candle

There is another part where I am in a truck, driving with some people. I am at the back of the big moving truck, near a ramp. I think I am getting a ride somewhere but the other people are getting a ride from their flight. I’m asking what they’re doing. They seem to want me to stay out of it.

I want to go to a gym. It is night time. There are some store fronts with dark glass windows. Two store fronts are illuminated with yellow. I pass by one gym on my right, thinking, that gym isn’t my gym. Well, if that one is open, mine must not be. I keep walking though, and my gym is also lit up. I think it might not be the best business plan to have two gyms right next door to each other, but I go into my gym.

Instead of working out, I go to the side room of the gym, where they have this video game. But then, instead of playing a video game, I have this writing on some paper I am trying to do something with. What is the writing for? I light a candle. I am hearing something where some lucid, dreaming author is saying something about how the candle wick needs oil on it for it to burn right. I am seeing a candle drip off the sides. The flame burns down the wick. My paper is to the right of the candle, and the words start to melt off it or dissappear from it. What is this about? I am kind of sad now that my words have been erased by the candle.

Then an Asian guy comes in. he is supposed to be the owner or manager. He says please don’t do that. I say something back, maybe about remembering dreams. Maybe it is a dream journal entry. He says he really doesn’t need to know a lot about his dreams. He has an Asian face but stretched out more or twisted. I can sort of picture his face now. There is something about workout partners.

More Spookiness!

I am in the passenger seat going somewhere. There is this little lizard guy walking around on me. He lays on his back and either dies or pretends to die, kind of dramatically. I notice he is on my giraffe pillow.

There is a part with these witch people who are actually bad guys. They have this audio program that they want people to listen to in the morning. They say it is free, any anyone can listen at any time. No one has to wake up at any specific time. I sense they have some ulterior motive.

Then one of the witch ladies with grey hair has this little person running around on their hand. The little person has a head the size of a thimble, and a little thin small body. They run around on their hand and fall over. The lady has her grey hair down over her eyes like some kind of mask. She is saying, “Do you see how small this is?!”

During a lot of these dreams I was thinking of how to get my dream journal done. So for this one I realized it was like 8 or 9 P M. And I was like, oh, man, it’s past bed time, and I haven’t even wrote my dreams, let alone done my waking life recall. Oh, man!

(hidden)
Pickup Artist Guy

(hidden) is doing a You Tube series on how to meet girls. He has it all set up and I am looking onto the You Tube videos. I click on the first video, which is 50 to 60 minutes. I am skipping ahead a little bit and then going back to earlier.

He’s saying he sits on the benches at the bus stop, to prepare to approach women. He has to almost compulsively approach women to prove himself. He sits there to work up his courage. He has this mirror that he holds up and uses it to look at women’s necks to see what they are wearing. Then he prepares some kind of pick up line based on that. Before he goes up to them, he lays on the grass and rips the grass out of the ground to psych himself up. He is saying how he needs to approach women because he is just driven to do so. There’s the idea that the people at the bus stop think he’s weird but he keeps at it anyway.

Then it changes into a talk about this guy who he is really nice to. He is really outgoing towards this fellow, (hidden)He waves to him, and his hand gets really big, like a camera zooming in kind of thing. At some point he makes the guy’s brief case fall in the water though. But the guy doesn’t even mind. Another guy falls in the water too. The guy just jumps in after his brief case, like its no problem. They are on a dock by the water.

Notes

I tried to fall asleep one more time, but that was it.

Thanks guy

I had a dream that featured YouTuber moe sargi, In it, it seemed like i was watching a video of his. I saw a computerized map that showed an island. He was saying how he's going to buy a house on that island. I saw a dot glowing red on the map.

Suddenly I was on a ship going to the island. I was sitting at a large table with Moe. He was counting cash and just randomly handed me $2000 worth of bills. i counted it and was so happy. He seemed drunk and wandered off somewhere. I was contemplating using the money for a trip.

Moe again.

Dream of being in his livestream playing fortnite. Don't remember much.

Jamie

A dream of Jamie that I was looking through her eyes. She was watching my youtube channel. On the screen the view counter said 629. (A number which I use to see a lot randomly when i knew her). I hear her saying, "Robert, You're perfect!". I instantly recognize the sound of her voice even though it's been several years since I have heard it.

Jamie again

I am walking with Jamie in an abandoned house in the dark. I keep thinking she's ignoring me or something. I confront her on it and she says, "I'm not ignoring you, We are just older so it's a little different." She grabs my hand and we start walking into a dark green room.

The wrong movie

I was in my living room wanting to watch a movie. My aunt said to pick something. For some reason I wanted to watch The Dark Tower again so I clicked it and saw the intro. I remember a different intro than the original one and I wondered if I was watching a different cut of the movie.

I walked outside to have a smoke and I was trying to remember the original opening to the movie, with the kids being strapped in chairs. I look through the window into the living room and see someone I know from work sitting there watching TV. I walk inside to say hi to him and that's all I remember.