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Medium LD before 1.20am
The first part of the dream repeated several times.

It is night time, extremely dark except for a few lights in the distance. I am hiding in an alleyway. A car filled with gangsters drives by. They open fire with automatic weapons, spraying the bulding next to the alley - a bar/pub? I duck for cover behind some bins.

More gunmen start running up the alley. Crouched low to avoid the gunfire, I flee. The alley leads to a field of tall grass. In the distance is a strange machine. It looks a bit like a tractor, sounds like one, but has a long thin section at the front. It seems yellow in the moonlight. I hide from the tractor, but realise the driver is not part of the gang. The gangsters following me eventually give up and leave.

Then I look back and see a man dressed in blue walking slowly towards where I am hidden. As if he knows exactly where I am. He is not rushing. I break cover and run. The man doesn't speed up. He continues walking at a steady pace, following me wherever I go. Beyond the field are small village streets.

Everytime I look back, the man is there still following me. The closest building is a restaurant or bar of some kind. I run inside and my awareness rises - noticing the feeling of panic and realising this is not real. The man has appeared in the doorway. He reminds me of Khylen from Killjoys - that same air of superiority, the self-assuredness that he can't be hurt. He looks to be late forties, early fifties maybe. Grey hair, pale eyes.

I'm not going to run anymore. I summon a weapon - a meat cleaver - and attack. He dodges all the attacks with apparent ease, but gets driven back towards the wall. Well, this isn't working... I point at him and command him to "sit" like a dog. Obediently, he perches on a chair. It seems to amuse rather than annoy him.
"You're not going to chase me anymore." I tell him, as calmly as possible.
He shakes his head. "Already accepted the contract from 'Smiler'" He replies.
Who the hell is 'smiler'?
"Fine. Chase me if you want. But I don't ever want to see you again. You will always be just over the horizon. Out of sight. You cannot kill me."
He nods. "Okay. I left my rifle in the car. You will not see me again."

The comment about the rifle makes me think my suggestion didn't work. Maybe he's just going to shoot me in the back. Unsure as to where this leaves us, I step out of the room. I decide to try and salvage the lucid by getting off this planet for a while. I take off and go straight up at rocket speed. Within a few seconds I am really high, among thin clouds. Then I am floating in space looking down at the Earth. I recall my first 3-step is to teleport, and focusing my thoughts on going back to Talis, start to spin, but wake up instead.

I walk into this white room yet it feels outdoorsy, I was looking around for a door to go through curious as to where it would lead when I started thinking about what I wanted to do with this room. I just stood there thinking what a relaxed feeling I had and wanted to soak it in for a moment before I tried to use any control. I always have a feeling when I use too much control that I may be missing out on something special. After that thought, the VOICE said "Are you here for your lesson"? He startled me because I haven't heard him since I wished my husband could see my dreams. I was thinking how excited I was to have him back because he has always been there for me, like a teacher. He sounded direct and to the point. He said it was time I was given my next power but he was not going to reveal what this power is or what it does, he put this glowing ball in my hand that was larger than a softball but seemed it should be much heavier, I was in awe looking at it, it had a green glow to it and it looked to be a glass ball with a world inside spinning around slowly counterclockwise as if it was in some kind of fluid. Very delicate looking glass. The thought ran through my head that this was not going to last long in my hands because I am a klutz. Then he told me that I was to be very careful and to not force the power, the power would come to me when I was one with it. You must become one with it, I think he said that three times. Of course my mind was thinking one with it? What does that mean? This part is hard to explain in words...I was standing there with this glowing ball in my hands and I could feel it, I raised my hand and started doing some kind of oriental dance of some kind like karate or something like that but very fluid and smooth, all while I must have been split in two because lucid me was watching from a short distance away wondering how I am doing this and watching myself holding this glowing ball. It was like half of me was serious and taking it all in and going with it while the other half of me was watching and questioning everything as a curious mind. Like the real me was watching the dreaming me?!?! Loved this one! I woke up happy even though I only slept 4 hours.

My dreams are becoming finally less boring

all non lucid

- My gf and I discover that we like laser games. She takes an agreement that a team of 3 laser gamer come to our house in random days during the night to entertain us (she has of course to give them the key of the house). This indeed happens a couple of time (with a specially funny scene where she hits herself on purpose and starts to scream "help me please!!! you have to fuck me now or I will die!!!" XD).
She also finds cheaper laser game company and she takes agreement also with them, but this time with a team of two people. A night we find the first team in our house but this time to rob us, not to entertain us. Luckily arrive also the cheaper team (what a luck) for the rescue, and one of the two cheaper guys is... Brock Lesnar. BROCK LESNAR!!! What a luck!!! I join Brock and the other guy to fight against the expensive team. I beatmy direct opponent by destroying an axe on his head (his head didn't destroy). Our house is safe!

- Because one fight was not enough, I had another team fight in another planet, against some bad guys in very weird space outfit... And there are also two guys that come to assist at the fight with no obvious role. We win. I think...

- A little girl and I assist at a demonstration of a guitar teacher and a cook. The girl was interested in the guitar lessons but she becomes immediately disinterested when she discovers that she has to pay for it. I am enthousiast and decide to enroll to singing lessons, guitar lessons, marathon lessons (?) and cooking lessons with the cook. And to study Russian. The cook gives me his pan as a present.

Finally some nice non-sense. Unfortunately all this crazy amount of non-sense didn't make me lucid, but it was entertaining.

1 pt non-lucid
2 pts wbtb
= 3 pts for the night so 3+ 108.5= 111.5 total contest thus far

3 Step Goal:
Fly
Element Manipulation
Practice a Waking Life Hobby

Personal New Goals:
Voyage through a crack I make in the earth
Find my dream house
Take a magical train to another country

Week 2 task Intermediate:
Put on a halloween costume and gain the powers/abilities of the costume.


D1 was unstable & my pen died when I went to write it down. I found one later that I used for dream 2.
WBTB
D2:I had a daughter but it wasn't my IRL daughter. I found her working in this dump of a bar & being taken advantage of by an old man. There was a lot of fighting going on & it was getting violent between me & the dirty old man. She was saying she was all grown up & he was over there looking at me from where she couldn't see him with a sly creepy look on his face. It was a dark nasty environment. WBTB alarm went off.

My allergies were really bad cuz I spent half of Sunday outside helping Mike trim back trees for winter. I fought a runny nose all night.

Nap today afternoon.

DR1:
My dad drank my last beer! First he asked if he can have one, and I'm like why not? Then I saw the fridge empty!

DR2:
I'm pulling some translucent "noodle" off of a guy's arm. It's unexpectedly long. First I thought it's like a piece of some fruit that spattered on him when he was peeling it. Then I look closer and I see a red vein/spine through the length of the thing and I realize it's alive. I step back coz you know, I watch horror movies, and that's when the "noodle" pulls itself out more and drops to the ground.

I get moving, trying to kill it while feeling grossed out from the thought of killing. The thing stays on the floor and everytime I go step on it, it morphs into a bumble bee/wasp kinda thing. Black and yellow, fat tummy, huge stinger pointed at me everytime I bring my foot closer. I step on it anyway and watch it's fat thorax move in waves.

There was lot more. Long corridors with tiled walls, lot;s of doors, people doing things.

Lucid Dream, late morning on Monday, October 24th, 2016:

I am sitting in the office of my parents' church. Their home is directly next door. I am browsing the internet for anything to catch my interest, mostly videos. The building is not a church (dream plot), but is instead the neighbors' home. They are a young couple with no children. The man enters behind me, telling me that they are going swimming. "I'll go too," I say, shutting my laptop and leaving the desk. At a nearby table, I find an assortment of Lego minifigures. I take one and begin to put scuba gear on it, this seeming like a perfectly normal way to prepare for a swim. The man starts to remind me not to forget to give it a snorkel piece, but stops when he sees I have already done this.
As we walk to the door to go outside I happen to glance at a clock, which shows something like '38:xx' where the second number is quickly rising. I interpret this to mean a little over half-past midnight (dream logic ). Concerned, I tell the couple, "I had no idea it was so late! I can't go swimming with you." They try to excuse it, saying my parents won't care, but I return to the office to get my computer. In the darkness, I gather up my stuff and leave the Lego man I had carried with me. While walking back to the front door, I feel that there's something off about the past few minutes and take a moment to look at my left hand.
Seven fingers. "I see. So this is a dream," I think, as I step out the door into early morning sunshine. "Yeah..." The house has become the old Florida home my family lived in years ago. I am standing on the old porch, with the old yard in front of me and the old neighborhood beyond that. No longer carrying anything, I notice I am wearing a pair of loose, unbuttoned jeans and a rather heavy jacket. There isn't a shirt underneath. Feeling rather warm, I glance around as I begin to unzip the jacket. I want to strip and lay in the grassy yard. As I'm moving to do this, the quiet neighborhood is suddenly filled with people. Driving, working, walking in and out of houses. The sudden change throws me off, and I decide against undressing. Standing up from my crouching position in the grass, I stumble a bit as I find my balance. No longer certain that I am dreaming, I press some fingers into my left palm. With a bit of effort they slide through, peaking out the back of my hand. "Definitely still dreaming," I think to myself. Looking around, I see the houses and people, the green grass and blue sky...
I find myself awake in bed, eyes still closed, listening to the echo of my own breathing inside my head. As soon as I consciously notice this, my breaths become controlled and quiet. A slight smile curls my lips.

Spoiler for Notes:

My parents currently live next door to their church, as my father is the pastor there. There are few close neighbors out there in the country.
I saw only a bit of the woman of the couple, when explaining I wouldn't be joining them for swimming. In fact, I hardly looked at either of them.

Evaluation of lucidity and vividity:

I would probably rate both points on the lower end of the scale. My lucidity went not much further than "I am dreaming", with relatively low self awareness and dream awareness beyond this.

Vividity, while greater than my usual nLD, was not substantial.

This was my first lucid experience in something like a few months. I am happy, and feel I am finally making a successful return to lucid dreaming.

On the night of October 23, 2016, I had my first lucid dream! It went like:

I was with my homeroom class on a train station, then a bus came. We all went on it and everyone else besides me had their winter coats on. We went on the bus, then a couple dream minutes later, we were on top of snowy mountain, but I wasn't exactly sure what mountain it was. There were cardboard walls everywhere, and one of them had a paper with grades on it. I started to walk to it and everyone else was trying to see it too, so I couldn't get to the paper. Then, I realized I need my winter jacket! So, I walked a couple steps and I looked down and saw I had my winter jacket on! Then I realized I was dreaming!! I jumped up in the air, trying to fly, but it didn't work at first so instead I told my friend, "I'm dreaming!" She said, "Yeah, I know." Then I woke up.

No dreams remembered

Couldn't recall anything again.

It was my birthday in the dream. I had just moved to a new home, so I couldn't invite any of my old friends over. Sean and yair were the only people here, so they invited a bunch of people the knew.

Luckily it was all chicks.

The party was pretty cool, I had a lot of good chats with my old friends and there was a lot of eye candy. At one point I left my place and started flying around on a small sled or surfboard magic carpet style, but I couldnt get higher than a meter. Some dude saw me do it and I spent a long while trying to show him how but the snow was too deep and it messed up my technique.

Bed @ 2320 /w wine and Sleepytime tea
Woke @ 0150, BTB @ 0200 /w body awareness
Woke @ 0400 /w full bladder

Around the house
I'm at "my house" with my three eldest kids; my wife and our younger ones aren't there. We're getting my second daughter ready for her horse riding lessons; her teacher is going to be here any time to pick her up. I pull aside a curtain in the room we're in and look down to the driveway and see a silver SUV just pulling in. I quickly turn to my daughter, who's running behind, and let her know that it's time to go. For a moment, she just stares at me dumbly as if she hadn't heard me. I repeat myself, and I'm a bit annoyed: she loves these lessons more than anything else, so her slow moving can only be a calculated form of disobedience. She finally gets up and I note with dissatisfaction that she's got large holes in the knees of both jeans; oh well, it's too late to change now. I note that she's wearing flip-flops, and though I think they're silly I don't see anything wrong with it (though I should have, since she's always supposed to wear her riding boots).

Now I'm walking down our stairs talking with my pastor. We're talking about the group of people I recently caught talking behind my back about my youngest child saying that he's "slow." I'm not worried about him - in fact, the claim is rather ludicrous, since he's learned to cause more trouble more quickly than any of my other children - but it's not nice to be the butt of gossip.

Now we're walking through the kitchen area. He's seen or smelled the dish I'm preparing for us and comments on the mirepoix I used. He says that he's always been a bit worried about trying to make them, and that someone in his family recently made a disastrous attempt at a poached mirepoix; but that mine looks and smells great. I thank him but tell him that I'm actually making it up as I go, since my recipe calls only for a few carrots. I tell him that I ended up using more carrots than it called for, a whole onion, and a bit of celery - but then I remember that I actually forgot to use celery this time. He looks shocked, saying he couldn't try to wing something like that, that he'd be afraid to ruin so many good ingredients.

BTB @ 0415 /w body awareness

Fell asleep at about 3 am. Meditated a bit until 1am sitting in bed. I woke up at 6:10 and just after the alarm sounded, so i had no time for a short moment of sloth after waking up. I dreamt:

- Similar place to second life, as I were somewhere in France (i don't know why France, i don't know France but Paris). It was a forest at night, on a road.
- I was in my old house located in street Baigorria. I was reflecting on a thought of a "dwelling place". I really was immerse in that thought and was interesting. I wasn't looking for a superficial dwelling place, but rather the body would be a dwelling place, but even that is coarse. I wanted to realize deeper (jhanas) but i knew i needed practice. There was an app, that was very complete in the sense one could practice and master jhanas with that app. Just like an app that one trains for chess but without playing chess, in a similar way it worked for meditation. I was happy with it because it provided for a good opportunity to master a valuable practice (meditation), but i also knew it was subject to change, to cessation, so it had the potential to be unsatisfying. Then i woke up... (so the app ended up being unsatisfying since i couldn't practice with it).

Interpretation:

- I remember a teaching that is "a man enter the restaurant and he is handed the menu. He thanks, he eats the menu, pays and goes home. That man didn't know the menus are not for eating but for ordering the food", in a similar way happened with the app in this dream. I had the information that the app did was well developed, but i didn't test it to try out if it really improved meditation. (Actually it would be like mental exercises, but to prepare for obstacles in meditation).
- The night before i listened to a talk of AN book of 6 about (annica, dukkha, annata, and letting go of dosa, lobha and moha; release and nibbana). Interesting talk, inspiring. Also i wanted to search for an app of Soundcloud, to store audio files.
- During the day, yesterday, i observed with attention what was seen and heard (mainly, also felt) and thought about second life, that had poor graphics but want to emulate the world.
- Dwelling place is a translation for Brahmaviharas. Developing the Brahmaviharas can result in Jhana, which is a temporary home for the mind (a home for the mind would be to dwell in Nibbana).

I haven't slept aftwerwards because i wanted to get up at dawn.

I'm in a long hallway with Gandalf from Lord of the Rings and someone else. The dark silhouette of Sauron is approaching in his fiery aura and he intends to hurt us or something- I ask Gandalf what he recommends we should do. Gandalf recommends to me that we should take a knee so as to not piss Sauron off any more than he already is (a bit ironic considering he criticized Saruman for saying pretty much the same thing xD). I'm stubborn so when Sauron is finally standing before us I try and attack him so that he is focused on me and not on the others. This doesn't go so well- I feel lots of imagined mental pain, and this is enough to wake me up.

24.10.2016

(DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was in the middle of a dream when I felt SP. I didn't quite wake up but I was having HIs within the dream. I saw people posting on DV about me being able to identify others' dreams as dreams but not mine. I plugged my nose and became lucid in my dream. I was still just seeing images. I managed to give myself a body. I was now back where the dream left off. A DC's dog went into a bathroom and locked itself up. The DC asked me for help. I tried opening the door, but had a FA. I didn't realize it was a FA and drifted into a non-lucid dream.

I woke up at 10:15 (slept late at night). Im writing the dream a day later. I get a feeling of remembering the dream but... i don't.

I dream with German and subways.
My father says something, like claiming or complaining, and i know it's not.
I go in subways escaping exiled. I don't get recognized.
My physics-chemistry teacher of Highschool is on a trial on internet. (Like a new trial system)
I get down at Hogwarts, in summer.
I search for a girl from school that i haven't seen for a while Paula B. I don't know why. I see classmates from my first school: Triana and Mara. We were kids in the dream.

13:34

There was a porcupin and three restaurants in the countryside. He touches my leg and i feel it, but he didn't mean any harm. Anyways i stepped back. It was a vivid part of the dream that involved the sense of touch. If i had been more aware i would have been lucid. I was on a facility. There was a kitchen and a window where i could see a bread on the other side. There were 2 men working there. After i go to buy some fruits next door. I pick up some mandarins and 2 mangos. I was about to give $100 (local currency) but before i give i get $150 back. I said to the man "it makes no sense, im not supposed to be given this". He made the calculations again and was about to give something again, but i haven't give anything to him, and already taken some fruits! Besides he didn't owe me anything. Then the woman that usually is in the cashier comes and says to me "take it, it is yours, it corresponds to you" or something similar. Like i was being the one in fault. So i took it but i shouldn't have, because afterwards i thought it was stealing (anyways my thought was to later come back, when they were clearer with their minds and give back the money). Oh, also im given some gold ingot and a thin bar. It was for poker the man said (it was a combination of two staff members here on DVs). Also he invited me to his house someday, and he said he would cook spicy (probably because i don't eat with salt and he thought that it needs to be replaced by some other thing). Ok i say... not knowing when i was going to go. So he then invites about 4 or 5 more guys. Then i left. I enter a temple, shaolin and Fran E was there. There was a guy that was bullying him asking of what year was the coin he had. I grabbed this guy by the neck and later all his bullying stopped. I just grabbed him, didn't hit him. Then i enter the temple (the before thing was outside). And Fran was messing or playing with electricity. He also bothered me, like a fly would bother. I knew i didn't have to pay attention, nor think about it. But then i hear a song "Even Flow" in the dream and i wake up. It was not evident that the this song was being played, but i heard it afterwards. It was on the third floor.