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Metallica

Had a dream about learning a Metallica song on guitar. It was from the and justice for all record. Can't remember which song.

Bjork

Yup, Another Bjork dream. Can't say much since I don't recall the details. Just that she was in it.

Confused

Had a dream about C coming back from her visit. She stood in a door way and I was shocked because she looked 20 years younger. She was also being nice to me which was really confusing.

2017, 05-18

The Battle for Minas Tirith

I am in a place I don’t recognize, on a ridge overlooking a wide open valley on the other side of which is the city of Minas Tirith. The open valley is crammed full of enemy troops including orcs, evil humans, trolls, Uruk Hai, Worgs, and every other manner of evil thing you can imagine. Several Ring Wraiths are soaring over the armies on their demonic steeds. The enemy army looks like it’s thousands or even tens of thousands strong. I’m not alone on the ridge, however. I am standing among another formidable army. King Theoden is off to my left on a beautiful white horse, Snowmane, so that must mean I am with the riders of Rohan, and I see they are preparing to charge down into the fray. Horns are blowing to signal their arrival, and on Theoden’s signal everyone charges down to battle.

I am being passed by people on horses charging into battle so I form my right arm into an Alex Mercer blade and charge down into the battle as well. There are plenty of enemies out there, and I don’t hesitate to cut into some orcs and a big troll, jumping up on a Uruk Hai’s back to gain enough altitude to cut the troll’s throat. I continue fighting and I lose count of how many enemies I take down when I see a dark shadow over the area. I turn to look and I see Theoden’s horse rear up as one of the Nazgul swoops down on him. It’s the Wraith King! I see the thing push Theoden’s horse over on top of him and then perch on top of it. As it is about to finish off Theoden, another warrior comes in when most everyone else, allies and enemies alike, have been retreating away from the monster. The Wraith King taunts the warrior, saying no one should dare come between a Nazgul and his prey, and no living man can kill him. The warrior announces she is not a man, she is a woman and removes the head of the Wraith King’s hideous steed. The Wraith King is enraged and advances on Eowyn, for surely that is Eowyn. Then a small warrior, no doubt Merry, strikes the Wraith King in the leg which distracts him enough for Eowyn to bury her blade in his head.

The Wraith King falls, now just a pile of empty robes. I see Eowyn and Merry have also collapsed. I go over to Theoden and find he’s alive, Snowmane has rolled off of him. Snowmane is also alive, but barely… which is enough. I focus healing energy on Theoden and on Snowmane, and they are revived. Eomer has come over to see what has happened, he sees Eowyn on the ground. Once healed, Theoden wants to continue fighting. Healing the damage done by the Wraith King would take too long to do in battle, so some men carry Eowyn towards Minas Tirith. I point out Merry also needs help, and guard them as they are taken to the city. I barely get to the city and see them through the gates before everything fades and I wake up.

I had another false awakening this morning that was frustrating. I am lying in bed and I have a sense of falling and know it's going to be a lucid dream. I give in to the feeling and wake up on my bed and make sure I am dreaming by driving my index finger through my palm. I want to get up from bed and explore but I seem to not be able to get up from bed. I try to float while reminding myself that this is my dream and I am in control. I touch the wall to try and make the dream more stable like real life. It doesn't work so I decide I want to enter a different dream. I try to pull the blanket over my face and wait for a different dream scene. Nothing works and I end up waking up after closing my eyes to wait for a different dream scene.

had this dream 2 nights ago. Only fragments

I was out on a tarmac. It was sunny. But not too hot. I was with my partner. We had a blanket out and were just laying in the asphalt, relaxing. I kept asking if we were going to get in trouble. He kept saying no.

Then two naked girls came running toward us. Maybe in their early 20s. In a blind panic. People were following them. And I turned to my partner in horror and started screaming "Noooooo".

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He wouldn't talk to me. He was a suspect in the girls disappearance. Could lose his job. Blamed me.

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I was following him. I had to talk to him. I followed him to a resort style bathroom/spa room. He rented it for an hour. I snuck in. He found me. He started to yelll and I was apologizing. He backed me in to the shower room and I was scared. Then he knocked me in to the tub and started to take my clothes off. It was about that time the resort staff member barged in.

Fragment from last night 5/21

I was in an old house. It was dark. There were lights but the electricity wasn't on. I was with a younger man; maybe in his 30s or 40s. I was following him around. Like we were looking for something. He said we were going to split up. He'd go upstairs and I could wait down. I was looking through the kitchen when I heard shuffling. Somehow I knew there was something inside. A few of them. Undead. Zombies? I was frozen with fear. I was looking around for something to defend myself but it was dark and I didn't want to make noise. I wanted to shout but I was afraid I'd be discovered by the creatures.

I heard him upstairs moving around. I didn't want him to be caught. So I started looking for a knife or broom and whimpered as loud as I could which was no more than a choked shriek "Kelvin!!!" Nothing. Again. It felt like my lungs would close. "keeeelllviiiin"

And then he was there. And I was saved. He was an expert hunter of these creatures. He would save me.

Fragment #2 from 5/21

I was out on property I've been here before in a dream. The horses were in the pasture. It was misty. Morning. A haze settled over everything. Trees lined the fields. Crisp but not too cold. My sister was out catching a horse and then I see her drop the lead and she is running. Running at a sprint toward me. I'm in the other pasture across th fence. She is waving her arms behind her. Shouting. But I can't make it out. Then I see a figure in the most. And I hear my sister shout "its grandma Adams".

My stomach sinks. My veins are ice. I am running for the gate. The figure in the distance is running toward us now. I scream for my sister to hurry. She dashes through the gate as I reach it. So does the figure. I slam it shut and latch it, then leap back. The woman standing there looks like her. But it can't be.

Time has passed. Some other family members are there. We are inside. The figure is seated. She is talking. The voice sounds right. Everyone listens. She answers questions. Who is she. Who are her sisters. Who are we. She answers it all. But how?

I get up. I'm upset. This is not her. She died. Years ago. How can she be here? She died. Almost 10 years ago. This can't be. And I say it. To her face. It isn't you. It isn't you. It isn't you.

Im not sure what led to the series of events that had recently happened to me, but i was at work in a lucid state and found myself repeatedly waking up in a different place every time i opened my eyes... eventually the cops petitioned me into a psychiatric ward and i am now on new psych meds... ive been out of the ward for 4 days and i still feel like i am dreaming but i know i am fully awake. i guess what i am trying to relay is that this lucid state of mind, combined with psychiatric meds and cannabis use is somewhat a nightmare on repeat... yet i am at peace.

Date of Dream: SUN 21 MAY - 2017



Dream No. 117 - Separated Sections

Dream 117 A - Stack 'Em High (Lucid Dream 7)
I forgot how I became lucid but I knew I was lucid because I was always consciously aware of things. I was in a small storeroom with this large filing cabinet of three levels. On the third level, there was some nest with one egg inside it. I was ambitious about getting the egg out of that nest for some reason. The first thing I did was call for Dreamy WB.

She entered the storeroom very quickly after I called. First, she ended up giving me the biggest hug ever in dream history and I am not joking when I say this. In the dream, I said that hugging her was like hugging a really soft sponge... We hugged for quite a long time. Then she helped me by lifting me up to the nest. It's like she was partially lifting me and still hugging me at the same time. Still, I couldn't reach it. So then Mr. B came in and he lifted Dreamy WB up. So the chain was now Mr. B on the ground, then Dreamy WB, then me who this time, successfully got the egg. I don't remember what happened after that.

Dream 117 B - Demolished Grounds
I came to Killester for a visit and my main objective was to look for WB. As I made my way to the quadrangle area, most of the place looked destroyed like a mini world war 3 had broken out. Additionally, there were these metal wire construction fences blocking off some areas, including the walkway from the year 9 area to the oval. To get over the fence, I once again found myself using the Balloon Mario method based on Super Mario 64 DS. When I got over the two lots of fences, I made my way to the oval. When scanning the oval, there was no WB... Only junior PE classes in action.

So turned back and went to the edge of the quadrangle. When there, I assessed my surroundings again and thought that maybe WB was having English in the library. Usually, there is an accessible staircase next to the art rooms but in the dream, there was not. The only available staircase was the main one where the lift was. So I went back over the fences and then scanned the area where the staircase was... Supposed to be! The main staircase was non existent, at least so I thought. There were remnants of the top half of the staircase in which the bottom half had been broken off like the school had demolition day. I looked to see where there were accessible stairs. I eventually caught sight of the newly placed staircase which does not exist in the waking life Killester.

Leading up to the staircase was this long wooden walkway and in the middle of the walkway, I noticed Mr H conducting a choir. Still, I thought I'd stop by the choir in case WB was in that... But I soon noticed she wasn't. There were a lot of girls and so the space of the walkway was very crowded. Additionally, some strange gravity was always making me fall backwards and almost tip over off the walkway. Eventually, the weird gravity started to affect the girls in the choir as well.

The dream scene then skipped to me talking to my mum in the car. I was saying to her that I was going to stay longer as I realised the year 12 graduation assembly was today. Either I don't remember what happened after that or I woke up.



V Behind The Scenes V

116 A: Why Lucid?
Although Dream No. 116 A followed a non lucid plot, I felt like I was really aware of my surroundings and the things that were happening. When I am non-lucid, my goals appear to be blurred and I sometimes use crazy methods to get them... Like you know what you want but then at the same time, you're not sure how to reach that goal. In a lucid dream, I clearly know what I want my first resort is to call Dreamy WB. It's sad that I don't remember how I entered the lucid state as it would have been good to write the reality check here to prove it to anyone reading... As well as just to basically share insight on how I got lucid, not just that I was lucid. I think I might do a comparison chart below as to what non-lucid dreams feel like, compared to lucid dreams.

Non-Lucid Dreams
1. Summoning Dreamy WB
There are multiple approaches in non-lucid dreams. First, I find myself looking for her
rather than just calling for her. Also, I sometimes my get the real version instead of
the intended dream guide. Although I'm in non-lucid dreams, I can still tell who is who,
even in the slightest personality differences... It doesn't always have to be nice and
nasty. Sometimes, they're both nice but the real one acts more informal and teen like
whereas the dreamy figure acts more motherly like. Basically, she's unpredictable in
non-lucid dreams and sometimes, I can't even get her at all.
2. Interacting With The Environment
Anything can happen in a non-lucid dream. Also, it's like the environment controls me.
I can't really interact with the environment fully, I can only do what it tells me to do. For instance, I know I could have reached WB's place if I wanted to but because it was a
non-lucid dream, I remained lost because I was unable to command an instant change,
rather the plot just flowed as it was going to, all the way until the end of the current REM
cycle.
3. Ambitions
My goals aren't so straight forward. Additionally, I find I may only set a certain task if a
problem arises first. I guess dreams would be meaningless if there wasn't a storyline to
follow along to.
4. Dealing With Problems
In non-lucid dreams, the solution doesn't come to me straight away. Additionally, I may appear scared of confused in front of the enemies I face. Even if I start out strong, I feel
the enemy always finds a way to weaken me before my dream ends. Especially in nightmares, I am completely helpless and cannot even feel my dream guide's energy around anyway.
5. In Summary
The dream tells me what to do. The more violence, the less I can feel energy and instead, I feel rather deserted and lost.

Lucid Dreams
1. Summoning Dreamy WB
This works pretty much all the time! The first thing I do when I realise a lucid state is call specifically for Dreamy WB. Additionally, if there is no response, the lucid state allows me to keep persevering whereas in a non-lucid, I could risk losing focus. In lucid dreams, she always arrives promptly and greatly assists with the task at hand.
2. Interacting With The Environment
I find that I interact better with the environment, having a connection to it rather than being the environment's puppet. I can actually also assess the sensations. For instance, I may not have described Dreamy WB's hug so vividly if I wasn't lucid. Additionally, in Dream No. 93, I knew it was fading, whereas if I was non-lucid, I wouldn't have realised that the dream was exiting.
3. Ambitions
In lucid dreams, I know what I want and am able to stay focused, even if non-lucid aspects of the lucid dream try to set me off course. Most importantly, I find myself having an ambition as soon as I enter lucidity, there is no hesitation.
4. Dealing With Problems
So far in lucid dreams, I haven't encountered any real evil yet. I predict that it would be the same as the above 3 points. I predict Dreamy WB going to the root of the problem rather than me having to go on a quest to get help. Also, I think I may be able to assess the dangers before making a move rather than suffering from a wrong choice, influenced by non-lucid plots.
5. In Summary
I have a higher awareness and I actually know what I want, rather than being lost and confused and just pushed around by a pre-written story plot. Additionally, since Dreamy WB can be summoned from the start, nightmares won't be a lonely, heart attack causing encounter

In my dream there was a disease that ran rampant, not like a zombie apocalypse but if you got the disease you rotted from the inside out. I remember clans that lived outside of designated safe spaces that would do anything they coukd to make these safe spaces no longer safe. They would cut fences, leave open gates. One day I was walking in a facility and I wandered into a wrong room. There were large cultures of the tests we all were subject to. The petridishes told another story. We were all infected,we were all rotting from thr inside,just at a much slower rate. One day someone csme after me. I had to hide so I went into a room of the safe house I had never been in before. It was dark and I could not see the person chasing after me,but I could see the green fungus that caused the rotting, gleaming like it produced glitter. Then I wake up.

House

A flash of being at Bjork's house. She seemed to be in a kind of exhausted mood.

Trump

Me and Bjork are in Donald Trump's oval office. Apparently she had convinced me to go there for some reason I can't remember. Trump is trying to get us to help him with a plan for North Korea without causing a global war. He is assuring us that he is not trying to start WW3. Bjork has her fingers in her ears while he talks and starts dancing around going, "lalala!" It's quite comical. She says that's all fine and dandy but, what is he going to do for the environment? Because so far he's completely ignored that. I say that if a thermonuclear war happens there won't be much of a habitable environment left to fight for, so first things first. Trump says his briefings on North Korea are of major concern right now. With a plan to... Bjork goes into her "Not hearing it" dance again. Trump says to me, "Can you get her to stop that? Can't you control your woman kid?" I say, "She's not my woman." Bjork stops in her tracks and glares at me. "What is she then?" He asks. "Complicated?" I shrug. She looks sad for a second and asks, "what DO you mean by that?". I say, "Ambiguous dream fragments.. creepy hypnagogic imagery that feels like I'm being remote viewed.. I don't really have much to go on here. And when you wake up you have a boyfriend, are across the continent, probably has no idea that I even exist, and have 20 years on me. Exactly what should I call it then?" Trump is like, "Sheesh you guys aren't gonna help with this are you. and wait, she's that old? You know it only gets worse when they get older, you know that, right kid?" Bjork thinks for a long time while I get that watery feeling like I'm gonna wake up and says, "See this is why I wanted some dream time to myself to think about this, and I can't believe that you actually think.." I wake up.

After WBTB

Threats

I'm paying my guitar in a room in my inner world house. People are gathered around me listening. I finish playing. Everyone seems to enjoy it. My dad is on the couch and tells me to stop playing wanker stuff. It sounds terrible. The kids mouths drop and Asuka shoot my dad the dirtiest look ever. I get really upset and leave the room. I think for a moment then run back into the room. I stare my dad dead in the face and say, "You ever talk to me like that again and I'm gonna pound your F'ing face in!" His eyes widen and he tries to sink lower into the couch.

Work related dream yay!!!

I'm in J from work's truck. we are driving around something like Didsbury looking for a McDonald's location to work at. First he tries to find one by a school? Nope, non there. So he drives by a hospital? Nope, none there either. This dream pretty much went on like that. It was kind of funny watching him get stressed because he couldn't figure out where he worked. At a church location we walked all around the lot and inside of the church looking. But no cigar.

Sleep: About 7.5 hours. This seems to be optimal for me. It's generally harder for me to fall asleep when I'm getting enough rest every night. BUT, this is a good thing. Because of this, my brain is significantly more awake once I do fall asleep, and therefore my dreams are more vivid and memorable.

Also, I think my brain is hard-wired to keep me up late. Like, ideally my body seems to want to go to sleep at around 12:30-1 AM and wake up at around 8:15 or so. I feel the most refreshed in the morning this way. However, this doesn't generally tend to work with modern-day American society, so I will have to see. Maybe I can adjust accordingly, to the friendlier schedule of sleeping from like 11:00 PM to 6:30 AM, and it will have the same effect. I will make some plans this weekend hopefully and try and figure that out.

DREAMS
Dream 1: I was talking with my brother and some other people, in the family room of my parents' house. There was a Slowpoke (the Pokemon) just chilling on our bench, so I guess Pokemon were real, too. Somebody sitting with us compared the Slowpoke to a really smart person who is just really lazy. I don't know if the Pokemon felt insulted by that or not. :O

Then, outside in our backyard, an insane amount of rocks started flying around in the air, and I think the room started shifting too. We all freaked out, but I woke up before anything disastrous happened!

Dream 2: I think I had a false awakening. Didn't trigger lucidity though. I thought that I had woken up extremely late, and now I was super far behind with my schoolwork.

Dream 3: Warning: this one gets a little bit PG-13. I was on some sort of train. I believe that the train was magical in some way, but I'm not entirely sure. Anyway, I talked to two separate women while I was on the train. I remember one of them was this nice blond-haired lady, maybe in her 30s-40s. She wanted to talk to me and do some sort of study or experiment, which required me to, um, take off my shorts. I can't remember what the, er, study was, but I remember removing my shorts that I was wearing and sitting around chatting with her in my underwear and T-shirt. I think I liked that a little bit too much. ._____________.

It was weird also since we were in a crowded train. I bet if I hadn't woken up, I would've become lucid in this one.

The exact same thing happened with the other lady. I don't remember what she looked like though.

Dreams are so weird. Especially when they're non-lucid. Like...dang. :O

Date of Dream: SAT 20 MAY - 2017



Dream No. 116 - Separated Sections

Dream 116 A - The Ginger Vampire (Nightmare)
I remember my dad was angry at me for something, I forgot what for exactly though. We were arguing quite a lot and he started to shout. I then decided I would take a walk around the block of the old neighbourhood. It started off okay but when I got to the top of the hill. There was this one house where a big white dog was behind the fence, barking it's head off... It was loud and scary. I walked past the house as quickly as I could and went back down the hill on the other side of the block. When I was at the bottom of the hill, there was this non-existent shop selling all these bags of potato chips, it's hard to describe because you couldn't see a shop but then apparently there was one.

I came back home with a few packets of chips to find that now my mum was angry with me. Apparently she was angry for the way I was talking to my dad earlier, so why was she blaming me? Because she's always sticking up for my dad no matter what. Soon though she calmed down and said that she needed to go to the shops. I said to her I could come but she wanted to keep putting it off because she couldn't be bothered. I said I'd be willing to go with her really early in the morning so she could get it out of the way and have the rest of the day free.

So we did go to the so called shops at the time the dream stated to be 9:30 AM. As we were sitting in the car in what seemed to be the middle of nowhere, our ginger cat slinked up to my side of the car. She wasn't bad at the moment but I did notice that something was going to be off. My mum said something like “Zizi! You spent two and a half hours to come and look for us!”. Still, I wanted to find a way to shut my car window but I couldn't... The window was stationary and couldn't move. Then we hopped out of the car and that's when my cat turned really dark. She was hissing and making these long noises, at my mum first but my mum seemed to still be overwhelmed with awe... Like she was oblivious to the cat's demising nature. And then the cat turned to me and made even louder noises. Additionally, her teeth were showing. The most prominent feature were the added two white fangs that were massive and looked like white pearly daggers with a clean cut edge, just ready to slice some meat off a bone. The cat quickly made me wake up in fright at 4:57 AM.

Dream 116 B - Escaping Imprisonment
I was at my old house again, this time the dream was based in the backyard and a small section of the front yard. I started off in the backyard on the verandah where there were two beds... One was mine and the other one was grandma's. I was doing something in bed but I forgot what though and my grandma told me off. As soon as she did that, I had the thought in my head that I had no freedom at home and that I needed to leave and go somewhere else so I could get freedom that was being taken away by the other members of my family. The way I worded it to myself in muttering was, “I think I need a lucid dreaming partner, and fast”.

My grandma then got out of bed and started using a saw to cut small bits off the verandah at a time, like making an incision and then the little square chunk would break off. Although she had no physical contact me, a big cut was starting to appear on my thumb and bright red blood was oozing out of the wound. That's when I knew I had to get away now! The dream did show snapshots of me looking on my phone and during that time, I got the prompt to go to WB's place supposedly located in the far SE suburbs in the dream, to escape and seek refuge there.

I did tell my grandma that I was leaving to go somewhere and that's when she gets into a panic, calling my mum to come outside. Before my mum can get out, I decided to go to the other side of the house and try and hide there. That didn't work as my mum ended up popping her head out of the door on the laundry side. She asked me where I was going but I gave no details of WB. I only said to her that I thought it was time for me to find a dream partner and so I was going. I then zipped over back to the verandah side of the house but found out that my mum already had her head out the door. My brain in the dream thought that there could possibly be two of my mum... Or she could have teleported to each door. So she's still going off at me but at the same time, she let me leave.

So I went to the back gate and tried to pick the lock off so I could get out. As I was doing so, I could hear my mum saying to me “You'd better not go that way or dad will know”. The dream scene then showed my front porch area. My brother said something like “You'd better look out for Karla, she's trying to go somewhere”. The dream then went back to the backyard. I was frantically trying to lock the gate so the boys wouldn't get any sign of me being there. Then like Super Mario, when he receives the balloon power flower in Super Mario 64 DS, I started floating in the opposite direction towards the very back fence.

As I was floating, I could also hear myself singing to the music associated with that Mario soundtrack. Still, I was in a panic that my dad was going to get me if I didn't get away soon... That he'd be after me. It took a while to get out of the neighbourhood but when I did, I didn't panic as much. I then found myself floating down the Eastlink which I soon determined to be the wrong freeway. After a left turn, I then found myself correctly on the Monash Freeway, which didn't look like a freeway that much. I knew I was getting close to WB's place as I entered this whole region of peaceful greenery but before I could go any further, I woke up.



V Behind The Scenes V

It's the same length whether it's in this entry or another entry. So I thought I'd just do it here.

Dream No. 116 A:
Basically it started off bad and progressed into something worse and worse. When things are bad in a dream, I can call for my Dream Guide... But you know it's a true nightmare when you can't feel her energy at all. I might probably try and mentally train myself to call for Dreamy WB even in a nightmarish situation... Hopefully I may get some results after two weeks of training at my rate. That way, instead of the nightmare waking me up straight away, I actually have a chance to face it if I want to. In regards to the cat, it's like she was half way in between a cat and a grizzly bear... That's what my subconscious mind thought in a dream.

Dream No. 116 B:
In this dream, I felt like my whole family was restricting me from living life. It is strange how the beds were out on the verandah, it was day time in the dream though (well sometimes dreams just don't make sense at all). As soon as I told my grandma that I was leaving, she goes into a panic like "what did we ever do to you?" and calls my mum because she doesn't know how to deal with the situation. She uses my mum in real life too to help her with some things. The shopping, gardening, issues, etc. It's interesting how when you're in the middle of a fight or argument with someone, they don't care but when you leave them, then they care. Once again, this was a case of, seek your Dream Guide to help you. I read somewhere about unique energy signatures in dreams and Dreamy WB always possesses a warm energy, I'm always thinking of her as a mix of a friend, second mother, and therapist. Additionally, her dwelling always seems to be in these beautiful green fields that I can never fully reach on occasions... Such as in this dream.

Writing Expression
I realised I have written a lot down in this entry (not including Behind The Scenes). When on the computer, I always listen to music and when I was writing down Dream No. 116 A, I decided to listen to a track that resembles a nightmare. And then for a part of Dream No. 116 B, I was listening to that Balloon Mario OST track. Depending on what music I listen to, sometimes it fits the mood so well that I can write tons.

Last night bed 9:15 pm

Dream just before waking up at 3 am

Home invasion

We are inside, at someone else's house. Preparing to be attacked, because we have something they want. Looking through the curtains if they are coming.

Now I'm with the invaders. Unwrapping tools, then a bomb. I'm intentionally reckless, trying to see if I can make the bomb blow up by hacking close to the fuse wires. It would kill me, but better than killing those others. Nobody is stopping me, so I start hacking off the ends of wires with some recepticles, to make them unusable. Now they notice, but they don't get too upset. I manage to damage one more.

Back again inside. I'm asking the homeowner if he has more than one gun and to give me one when they attack.

We see them in the yard, wiggling boards off of a wooden fence. I walk in a room and they are already inside. There is a mean looking chick and I don't wait for her to attack me. I advance at her with an old wooden chair, deflecting her blows and trying to hit her with it.

Lucid

I was lucid somewhere but forget the dream.

Fight

I remember being in the middle of a big fight. I was floating and shooting plasma balls at a sorcerer hooded figure.

Weird work dream

Went to go work at mcdonald's late at night. Had to work at a different store. I wound up at a back door where there was a fence close to a wall. for some reason I wanted to squeeze in between it, but couldn't go through.

Went in and went to a downstairs area.Became lucid randomly. Wanted to stabilize, and found something on the floor and ate it. Tasted terrible but didn't care just trying to focus on senses in the dream. I tried the hand time dilation thing. Didn't get far but into the counting I saw a hand under my hand, then another and another. it fell apart.

FA, in the downstairs area. I found a big room with people sitting on tables. They were in mcdonald's uniform I started telling one kid about the previous dream. He didn't seem to care and just stared at me. I forget what happened after.

Alone

Was in the downstairs place again. There were a couple girls there I had been talking to earlier. They gave me dirty looks for some reason and one invited another guy to her table. Then she stared at me menacingly. I went upstairs and ate my lunch by a fridge and a door leading outside.

Games

Was in a long dream where I was with Data playing some video games. We were on a couch playing something. He said I should bring my xbox system. He seemed like the only sane person in the place I was in. So I went to grab my system and forget what happened after.

Morning of May 19, 2017. Friday.



This dream seems related to the SAT dream of the same day (but not directly connected). The setting is not the same but seems like a classroom with at least four rows of school desks. An unknown person on my immediate left calls someone (on his cell phone) to give him answers for mathematics questions. Snoring comes over the phone. This seems amusing at first, but the person keeps talking into the phone. It is established that the person he is talking to is somehow communicating from a dream. Somehow, the caller believes he can get answers to the math questions from the other person’s dream. (Curiously, I am not actively lucid.)

Over time, I realize that the person he is talking to is a couple seats behind him, but not on a cell phone. He has his head down, asleep over his desk.

It seems obvious that the caller will get all the answers wrong since the dream state usually has no math skills, problem-solving skills, sense of logic, or critical thinking skills. (Again, somehow I know this without being actively lucid.)

Soon, the personified preconscious walks into the setting. He is Lieutenant Fuzz (from the “Beetle Bailey” comic strip). However, the front of his face is that of an aardvark or anteater. (An aardvark or anteater has appeared as the preconscious waking symbolism in previous dreams, including a precognitive one, though not in the manner here.) I find it very amusing as he walks about sucking up ants from the floor and pencils that had just been dropped by students. He also sucks up the cell phone of the caller. He somehow sucks up desks and students, walking about slightly bent forward, with his hands clasped behind his back, and eventually, I get the impression that he sucks up the dream itself. I find the whole situation hilarious.

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This imagery seems quite familiar but I cannot determine why or from what source. I do not think it comes from the “Beetle Bailey” comic strip; perhaps Mad Magazine. The preconscious has several recurring waking elements here, an authority figure, a fictional character, and initiating coalescence of the dream self into whole consciousness (which is what dreams basically are for in the last scenes).

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So the "looking at the hand" stabilization technique outlines on the site didn't work out too well. I am still losing lucidity somewhere in the dreamscape. If I can just get that garbage sorted out, I can have 2 hour lucid dreams. My induction is near flawless.

It was a good dream but I have lost it to the universe