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Early evening of March 16, 2017. Thursday.



I am viewing a beautiful intricate scene that looks much like an animated embroidery scene in a light blue silvery monochrome. It mainly features a peacock, but there is also a large bell that hangs down from the center of a mirrored branch and vine pattern.

The peacock climbs down, eventually becoming upside-down, and crawls into the bell.

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This is very straightforward. The embroidery is of the type I saw on pillowcases when young, so there is the dream sign, then the return flight metaphor activates with a bell as the waking prompt. Although it decodes into solely dreaming and waking transition metaphors, it is unique and new (as well as with beautiful imagery).

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Update: Zsuzsanna was buying a couple second-hand embroidery books at the time of my dream, certainly not something she does on any regular basis, and there was no way I could have known.

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Not only did I make my dream views account last night but I also had my first lucid dream after weeks of trying.

I was in some sort of large train station similar to Grand Central Station in NYC when something triggered me to do a finger count RC. Of course my hands looked really weird and I tried doing a finger in palm RC next. The second RC didn't work for me, but I was nevertheless lucid because the first RC worked. I somehow then ended up at my old elementary school field and of course tried flying. I tried running forward, jumping and putting my hands out straight in order to fly. I was only able to go a few feet before falling. Looking back, maybe I should have tried going straight up instead of forward. One of the times I fell, my head came close to the grass and I became amazed at how my brain was able to render the grass with so much detail. I ended up on the ground staring and touching the grass for like 20 seconds. Eventually I tried flying more but didn't have much success. I then wanted to try teleporting somewhere and remembered that a way I read to do this was to find a picture of the place and jump into it. I somehow ended up at home on my computer and decided too look up a picture of The Eiffel Tower. The first time I tried my computer crashed and I had to restart. The second time I typed in Eiffel Tower into google, pressed enter, and then I immediately woke up. Kinda sucked that it ended right there but the dream did actually feel like it went for a long time.

Anyway that was my first lucid dream experience. This might be due to how I focused on lucid dreaming a lot the night before by reading Dream Views posts which inspired me to create an account. I also read my dream journal on my phone before going to bed. Since I actually succeeded last night, I realized that I can lucid dream and that my reality checkss are working. Today I think I've done the most RC's in one day that I've ever done and I'm pretty confident that I'll be able to lucid dream again tonight.

Last night, bed at almost 10 pm - 3:20am

House on a hill I used to live in. Lots of people, parties, noise. Walking on the patio, a black dude in african clothes is starting to play bongo drums. I'm like really, you have to do that now, at 10:30 pm? Then I look at my watch and it's 1:30 am. I'm like fuuuu. Too late for that noise.

DR2
I'm in a house. My cat got out. I look and she is on the driveway, not able to move away from a few coyotes. I'm walking fast, praying I get there on time. Throwing rocks and branches at coyotes. The move and dodge them, get hit a bit, but don't leave. I'm hoping my cat won't start running. I get there and scare them off. Inside, I'm telling her:

[11:52:14] <gab> I was protecting my cat from coyotes last night, haha
[11:52:39] <gab> then I was telling her "you came <--> this close to being taken!
[11:53:16] <gab> it seems like I can talk to my cats in mydreams, and they can talk and understand me too

I am with a person who is eager to show me a house he just inherited. I am there to do some repairs/remodeling so he can turn it around and sell it. When we arrive we see how old and dilapidated it is. It looks like an old abandoned crack house. The front door is ajar and windows are wide open, the curtains fluttering in the breeze. We step cautiously into the house and are met by a homeless-looking man with a long beard and a crazy eyes - he is the schizophrenic brother of the man I am with. He has apparently moved into the house. He walks into the living room, holding a toothbrush. The two brothers begin fighting and screaming at each other: "Get out of this house!" "I ain't goin' nowhere! Mom and dad gave it to me!" "Mom and dad disinherited you!" "Like hell they did! One half of this fucker is mine!" And on and on they go, yelling at each other. The fighting eventually escalates from verbal to physical. The schizophrenic brother picks up a television and hurls it at us. We move out of the way and it smashes against the wall. We decide to leave. I suggest we go back to my place temporarily while we decide what to do.

The house we go to is my old home in West Islip, NY where I lived from 1984 to 1989. We sit down in the parlor and decide what course of action to take against his crazy brother. I suggest we hold him at gunpoint until the police come. We go down to the basement and I take out a bag of guns. I ask if he has a preference as to what gun we use on his brother: we have a .22 but we also have a lever-action 30/30. He says to use the .22, but I can't find it so we end up using the 30/30. Taking it out of the bag, I accidentally discharge a bullet through the basement ceiling. When I get up closer to inspect the bullet hole, the hole suddenly transforms and widens into an air conditioning vent. As we head back upstairs with the gun, I ask him if his brother will seek revenge on us for holding him at gunpoint. The answer is yes. I turn off the AC before leaving, but then change my mind and turn it back on. My parents will want the house nice and cool when they return from vacationing in Italy. Dreamt 2/9/2017

I am flying somewhere over the United States in an F-16 fighter jet. I am not the one actually flying the jet; it is being flown by a guy with dark sunglasses who looks like Swedish heavy-metal guitarist Yngwie J. Malmsteen. We are flying at night. I am very glad I am not the pilot, as I have no idea how to operate an F-16. I do have a job, however: my job is to control our altitude. I do this by shifting an M-16 assault rifle which is sticking up between us like a gear shaft. Leaning it down makes us go down; pulling it back makes the F-16 go up higher. The position of the barrel determines the direction of our altitude. I look out the window and see the terrain spread out beneath us like tiny twinkling Christmas lights. We are cruising at super-sonic speed, and Yngwie is very cool and relaxed behind his dark shades.

I point the barrel of the M-16 down and we start to descend. We suddenly hit some turbulence and the jet begins to rock and bounce around in the clouds. This frightens me. Suddenly I am not so sure what I am doing with my M-16 assault rifle altimeter. Should I go back up? Continue on course? I think to myself, one slip up and I'll kill us both! To my great relief, Yngwie grabs the barrel and lifts the entire gun out of its boot and puts it on his side. The jet stabilizes. We are safe. When we eventually land, I notice it I am in a vaguely familiar place - I recall the neighborhood from some prior dream fragment. Dreamt 2/7/2017

I was in my dining room with two women sitting at the table. The woman to my left was some kind of psychic or witch or something, and the other women on the opposite end of the table across from me was the woman who was being helped by her. She needed help desperately but I don't know what her issue was. I was just there observing. The woman to my left mentioned that she was using Juniper Seeds and Thyme. As she put the juniper seed in between her lips, the woman at the end of the table stood up with fear in her eyes. I turned to see what she was looking at and standing behind me was a huge wolf which didn't look friendly. I could tell it was a spirit because it was fading in and out. The woman in charge stood behind the other woman holding her tight as they walked toward my bedroom backwards keeping the wolf in front of them. I was not afraid of the wolf, and wondered what in the world was going on? The woman was shaking Thyme leaves out at toward the wolf and had the seed in her lips making sure the wolf could see the seed, which obviously meant something to her but nothing to me. They backed into my bedroom leaving me out in the living room with the wolf spirit who was now gone. I sat on the couch wondering how I was going to get these spirits out of my house, and what this was all about. Then I was woken up by neighbors dogs barking at 3 am.

I was flying out of solar system, on trajectory similar to Hohmann ellipse. Target was probably Kuiper belt. I was just point of consciousness, nothing more than that. My consciousness was sensing all the bodies around, from small, to big ones.
Then I registered eerie sky blue light from behind which increased intensity fast. I turned my attention to solar system and I saw the Sun exploding in size and devouring all the planets... I turned my attention forward and I saw bodies of Kuiper belt now sharply illuminated and with comet tails reaching to great distances. Some of those now comet like bodies were large as planets...
Then I folded space into new star system. There were two planets able to shelter remnants of humanity, to flourish again. I landed them an planet closer to that sun. There was quite warm there. I was thinking whether I should change location to planet further away, which was colder...

Remarks
I was just point of consciousness, an explorer. But somehow I managed to save many people from solar system and plant them on that planet.
I was in unusual consciousness state. It was like unattached observer, but there were differences... I can't describe them. It felt cold. Logical.

This happened about one year ago. I and my sister decided to hypnotise each other. During the hypnosis I felt very aware and was very tired so I got in something like hypnagogic state. After the hypnosis I woke up and hypnotised my sister. It was late and after that we fell asleep.

Those days I couldn't get out of my mind the idea of winning the lottery(6/49)


The Dream:

I was lucid in my hometown sitting on my desk . On the monitor of the computer there was something like a table with pokemons and numbers. Every pokemon had statistics(numbers). And in my dream I knew these are the winning numbers of the lottery. But everything in the dream was red and hard to see. Like it was blurry but actually it wasn't. So I didin't see anything. I don't remember what happened after that, I think I just lost lucidity and started dreamming another dream.

I guess every pokemon in my dream was for other games or winning posibilities in the lottery. Or maybe this dream wasn't about lottery, but I feel like it was ...

D1 - Working in a big glass building's kitchen. J is in charge of us and I am assigned to get the food supplies for all the cooks. Pissed off with this I use my powers to create a fake business card and change the dream so I have a job with another company. All the others are impressed/surprised.
I then try and leave but can't get out of the place, all the buildings seem to close in around me. Trying to go through a building I end up trapped in a corridor that has twisted at the end. I am up again some white wooden window frames. using my powers I buzz saw through them, sparks flying.
D2 - Watching 3rd person I see myself with someone having sex, I don't know who it is I can only see there butt lol.
D3 - I'm in some shared dwelling and I find that the cupboard where I store my water has been used by some other resident as their toilet Oo.

Before 5am
Night Crash
I am driving my car at night. It is difficult to see. The headlights don't seem to work. There are several cars ahead, so following the lights of the car ahead is the only way to navigate the roads. I am wearing some kind of headband thing.

Then suddenly I crash into a line of silver birch trees. None of the other cars stop and the road is dark and empty. I reverse the car out and then pull over at the side of the road.

Boxer
I am fighting a professional boxer. He is quiet a bit taller than me and way more muscular. He is wearing a black shirt with blood splatter on the back. My arms are tired. I can barely throw a punch but the adrenaline eventually loosens up my tired muscles. I get in a good shot, hitting him right in the face. The boxer grins.

After the fight, which turned out to not be serious, we head to a kitchen and eat cake we find in the fridge. The cake is covered in super-sweet frosting.


5.20-6.30am
Bank Robbery
-Starting taking a shower. The water seems to foam up and cover me in more soap rather than washing it off.

A guy wearing a hoodie is causing trouble. I try to talk to him but he runs. Chasing him takes me outside of the building, and makes me lucid. I see a group of people and try to think of tasks and recall one of the TOTMs. "What does my avatar represent?" I ask one of them. They don't seem to understand the question and just shrug. I try a few more times but don't get an answer.

I leave and start flying. One of the buildings nearby is a bank. There seems to be a robbery in progress. I find a selection of American bank notes in my pocket and spread them out on the roof of a nearby car, intending it as a distraction. Many people come running out of the bank to grab the cash, including the robbers.

Inside the bank people are running around in a panic, meaning a much shorter line. I join the queue and flirt with an Asian woman standing at the back. She takes my hand and follows me through to the bank offices. The first room turns out to be a rather dirty bathroom. She looks disgusted, so we try the next room which is conveniently a bedroom.

She starts unbuttoning her shirt and then does a strip tease for me. We start to have sex but after a short while she just vanishes completely. I try to summon her back. No luck. Meanwhile, a guy has snuck into the room and is trying to steal my clothes. Hey! I grab the front of his T-shirt and hurl him easily out of the window, smashing it.

After packing my stuff into two rucksacks I try to fly out the window. It is awkward, holding two bags. I put them both on my back and head higher into the air, looking for the thief. Punching someone might be cathartic.

Then I get sudden shaking sensations and a false awakening, lying in a bed in the attic room of my parents' house. The curtains are open with bright daylight shining in. I try to close the curtains but they are ripped. There is a rope hanging down from the eaves. I pull on it, wondering where it leads as this is already the attic. A small hatch opens in the roof showing a crawlspace above. At this point lucidity has faded, so I contemplate writing up my dreams and going back to sleep.

I tried to sleep last night but laid there and felt so wide awake all night. I only managed one HH of two flies about a foot in front of my face. It appeared there was glass or something between us and they appeared to be trying to tell me something lol. They were relentless and kept flying up and down and into the glass but there was no buzzing sound so they weren't annoying but seemed rather funny and cute to watch.

I am guessing they were like bees in my bonnet lol.

I am interested in dreams of clarity or clear advice for the physical world. So I will take this snippet as something like that. It felt like it at the time.

For some back story, it was the full moon a day ago, I had made an inner transformation and decision to take back some personal authority and responsibility for my own choices rather than seeking validation or confirmation from outside sources. I had done some energy healing just barely before going to bed and removed some trapped emotions.

I will copy what I wrote down right after the dream:

Its an inner technology. Imagine there is an invention where the wood siding on a house is repaired and filled-in from the bottom up. So in your imagination picture old, worn-out siding dissolving at the same time a new slat is filling in. Instant self-repair. And this is metaphorical for what happens as the energy system repairs itself and then gives the body that new template.

When I was visualizing this repair in the dream, the amount I could see was about a 3 foot long piece of the siding and just 1-2 slats up the side of the house.

Now during the day, it seems much less magical, but at the time I was writing down the dream it seemed really incredibly important and powerful.

I tell the whole story in my handwritten journal so I won't recount it all here. But the big picture was that teenagers were causing mischief around the house. I was hiding from them, and had the thought that this might be a dream. I did the RC, realized it was a dream and then for some reason wanted to continue the storyline a bit, but just change how I was participating. I wanted to fly, of course. I just love flying in LD.

So I flew around sabotaging more marauding teens and men. The lands morphed from my parent's neighborhood to Mexico or India. I had some of them chase me, fire weapons at me and then I found and recovered my baby that I had been searching for earlier in the dream. Then I became mentally exhausted when I got back to the house and didn't want to face more mischievous teens, so I decided to just wake up and end the dream.

I did have the thought to stop and do one of the tasks of the month, like make some tea, but that just seemed so opposite to what was already happening in the dream, I just let myself get caught up in the storyline.

Floating far out at sea there are lots of large green leds attached to wooden boards. I am adjusting them. They are apparently sound activated.
(My led alarm clock has large green digits and is very noisy, i rarely use it as its tooo noisy)

Laying on a white leather sofa, I am Watching the omnibus of a tv soap. Behind me Matt watches, he is dressed and ready for work while im slumming it.

I am at a concert without the band present. A large group of people are gathered, and I see a friend with a strange man standing next to him. The man is staring at me intimidatingly. I stand up from my seat to try to get a better look at the empty stage. I feel myself pressing up against someone. Everybody is very close together and crowding each other. I look over to see who I am brushing up against and I see it is that strange man. He gets very upset that I am touching him. He gets away from me and continues to stare me down from a distance. I ask my friend to talk to him (because he evidently knows him), and apologize on my behalf. My friend writes a note and gives it to the man. The man comes over, sits down and reads the note. He then looks up at me and I come over and sit down beside him. We shake hands.

After shaking his hand, he suddenly transforms in a nice German lady. We strike up a conversation and start telling each other about all the different places we've visited in the world. She tells me she's been to Azerbaijan. Not to be outmatched, I lie and tell her I've been to Tajikistan. We talk more and develop excellent rapport. I notice her face looks puffy, swollen. I begin to grow uncomfortable: partly because of how she looks, and partly because I am exaggerating the truth with her. I eventually remove myself from her presence and go sit on a table and try to act cool.

Dreamt 2/1/2017