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Morning of September 5, 2016. Monday.



I find myself in an unusual balanced composite (more integrated than usual) of my Cubitis family home and the Barolin Street house (to where the Barolin Street house’s porch is integrated with my Cubitis bedroom in atypically smooth orientation). I have a large hardcover book which seems to be meant to be a notebook yet has the look of a novel.

I am aware that Godzilla is approaching from the west (Cubitis orientation) and will reach the house within a short time. I am clearly focused and write in the book how Godzilla will not damage the house and will pass by without destruction.

As I write with a pencil, more like making annotations above my previous writing at some points, I hear Godzilla approaching. Soon, he is somehow in the house but only about as tall as the ceiling. He does not bother me and instead, ducks down and goes through the doorway. He turns to the left and shuffles through another doorway after hunching down. No damage is done. I find this interesting but I also realize that he may come back in his full size and with a more monstrous presence depending on how I write the events in the book I have.

I get the sense of there being an island in the distance (northeasterly), which Godzilla will mostly destroy all the buildings on, yet I am not focused on the idea of a body of water separating it from the region where the house is. I write about how Godzilla will march in a rectangular path so that he will eventually come back from the same direction, but supposedly not near the house. I walk to an area that is like an underground cavern but still seems part of the house (and “actually” above ground). In Cubitis orientation, this cavern would open to the north and is probably analogous to the hallway of that house with a vague bilocation. An unknown dark-haired female approaches me from the mouth of the cave while holding a pillow horizontally (obvious dream sign) with a black gemstone with an emerald cut sitting horizontally on it. It is about six inches long. This character seems like an odd composite of Xena and Kira from “The Dark Crystal”. (There is an association with my wife Zsuzsanna here. Her middle name is Gabrielle, which is also Xena’s friend’s name. Kira is also the name of a “Star Trek: Deep Space Nine” character and “Star Trek” featured in another dream of today.)

She seems very concerned about the supposedly inevitable approach of Godzilla and yet is also wondering if the crystal should ever be used to control such creatures, as it is implied to be of great power and may fall into the wrong hands. She talks about hiding it instead, so that no one would ever be able to use it for anything.

“It doesn’t matter at all,” I say. “I can control everything in the universe with this book. In fact, I made everything in the universe.”

The girl eyes me curiously while seemingly dismissing that the crystal has any consequential aspect at all but seems puzzled and somewhat wary about being an entity I had created or she may be uncertain how I may shape events concerning Godzilla’s approach towards her people or alternate world. I wake before writing any more.

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This was interesting in that I had total control by what I wrote in the book yet was not even slightly lucid at any point. A book represents the nature of consciousness (or the transmuted conscious mind within the dream state) and the critical thinking skills on the conscious identity side of liminal space.

A pillow is an obvious dream sign, not at all a symbol, that is, a residual memory of having fallen asleep (as is a bed and being undressed in public). The crystal seems to symbolize focused lucidity here (as it is dark and sits on the pillow and thus is analogous to the sleeping mind), yet full dream control is still present without lucidity or even a greater perceptual clarity. As Kira has wings and is a muppet, this is an atypical form of the otherwise very common “return flight” waking metaphor which also reflects the artificial nature of the dream state (and a puppet or muppet obviously represents potential dream control).

The cave represents the dreaming side of liminal space (or the depths of the unconscious while sleeping) and thus on the primary level the emergence of the female character symbolizes my wife Zsuzsanna waking up next to me. Godzilla was the base coalescence metaphor (dream-swallower for the return to whole consciousness yet also represents heartburn in this case which I had to a small degree after waking, especially as Godzilla hunches down with his left paw on his stomach at one point), yet something within my dream self focus was able to shape my dream differently without being lucid.

1) Riding a bike along a road. I had to hurry because there was a big bike race just about to start along the same route. The bike turned into a motorbike. Can't remember much more.

2) I was doing some work for someone, I felt like I was a school work expereince student. Someone was havign an arguament and showing a large very old fashioned computer disk to someone else and saying that I had to be given a full disk of space in order to use Microsoft Word.

3) A room full of older school children. A teacher walked in and a very complex song was being sung with him in the middle as if he was something very important.

1. I'm not sure exactly where I was, but I was inside of a large room. The lights were dimmed and it gave the room a sort-of glowing blue appearance. Suddenly I find myself talking to a girl named Lizzy. She had long black curly hair that went past her shoulders and was wearing a blue dress that looked perfect on her. "Cory, its been so long" she told me. "Do I know you?" I replied. "It's me Lizzy" she said. Suddenly a huge wave of memories came to me out of no where. In that moment I vividly remember spending a lot of time with her in the past. I somehow knew that these memories took place on another world. Going through these memories I saw all of the things we did together. One memory stood out to me and it caused a flashback.
In this memory we had both been walking through a field of tall thick grass together, and the sun was setting. We grew tired and came to a clearing in the field where the grass was alot shorter than the rest of the field. As we sat down in this small clearing we talked. I distinctively remember us both promising that we would never fall in love with each other because we lived way to far away from each other. The moment we made this promise I remember taking everything in. The wind was blowing Lizzy's hair and I looked into her bright blue eyes as the sun continued to set casting a deep orange hue all across the sky. I knew instantly that this was how it was supposed to be, but deep down part of me knew that I was making a mistake. I loved her, but something inside of me was trying to suppress this love because of the fact that distance would soon separate us.
I came back to the present moment and my eyes met Lizzy's. I wasn't sure what to make of the current situation; I felt lost, overwhelmed. Suddenly two guys walked into the room we were in from around the corner. These guys looked both of spanish descent, and I even recognized one guy as he is in my Macroeconomics class. These guys came over to us and we all made conversation. Instantly I could tell that these guys were hitting on Lizzy as they were not hiding it at all. I felt strong emotion in me, an emotion that told me to make Lizzy mine. I tried reading Lizzy's emotions but I couldn't tell at all what she was feeling in the current moment. I remember her laying down on the ground saying that she was tired. She laid on her side facing away from me and the two other dudes. We all sat down behind her for whatever reason, and the guy from my Macroeconomics class began to massage her.
Seconds into this massage Lizzy moaned my name in a clear way that she was feeling pleasure. The guy that was massaging her looked at me, and I thought about telling her that I wasn't the one massaging her, but I decided not to. Instead I laid down behind her and put my arm around her. This is how it should be; now all I wanted was for us to be alone.
Suddenly I find myself in a car parked inside of a parking lot that belonged to the church in front of it. I felt groggy and disoriented. "What the hell, I have to get back into that dream. Except this time I'll be lucid" I told myself. Suddenly I found myself falling asleep inside of this car that I was in and within seconds I saw a dream forming. Seconds later I was inside of this dream. "This is way too real. I have to be awake" I said to myself. And so I believed that I was awake and didn't achieve lucidity. Now I found myself standing on a sidewalk. I looked at the horizon in front of me and it was clear that it was morning because the sun was just starting to rise. Bright white clouds filled the sky, but it was only partly cloudy because I could still see the vibrant blue sky.
"Dude are we gonna go or what?" a voice from behind me asks. I turn around and see Patrick, as well as a gray sports bike that is parked. "Yeah of course" I said, still slightly disoriented as I got on the bike and put on a helmet. Pat got on the back of the bike and I started driving. I rode down the sidewalk and we came to a stop at an intersection, but I was still on the sidewalk. In front of me looked to be the start of some sort of city or market street. A lady in front of us started walking across the road towards a movie theater. After remaining stopped for a few seconds, I too went to the movie theater. I remember getting off of my bike and walking up some stairs into the theater.

I’m with my friends Sil and San. We’re going through an area that is either flooded or that is supposed to be a river. I look at a map on my phone (Google Maps?). We’ve still got quite a distance to cover. It doesn’t fully register with me in my dream, but we have several countries to cover. The map is nowhere near reality. I think we're near Italy and we're trying to get to the Netherlands, which is to the south-east on the map. There are two small islands in front of the coastline, near Haarlem. Wauw. Very accurate map.

Sil and I are sharing an inflatable boat, which doesn't seem that suited to hold 2 persons. I'm not sure anymore what San was doing. Swimming? I've got my backpack with me, with my phone in it. I'm quite afraid that the phone is gonna get drowned, cause this boat really is not dependable. We try to work something out with what little plastic bags we have. Again: not very dependable. At one point my phone does get soaked, but it is still functioning.

Some time later on, we're running. It seems to be the hash. Sil is ahead of me. We end up inside a house, with my family. Someone tells me that Sil is attempting to fix the phone through applying heat to it. Shit, no, she's gonna fry the inside! I run over before she destroys my phone. I realise then that I still have my phone, so which phone is she fixing? I take a look. I don't know which phone it is, but it seems both ruined and ok at the same time. There's melted plastic stuck to the outside. At this point my family starts speaking in Dutch about Sil, which she doesn't understand. They're tired of her stupidity. It's my mom, aunt, uncle and I think my little brother. I listen for a moment and then my uncle points out that I have an annoyed look on my face, probably cause I'm into her. I tell them that she's a friend and very kind, she's just clumsy. So I don't like that they are talking negatively about her. They agree to stop their conversation.

I was involved in some sort of arena fight. The arena was large and oval shaped. Along the top of the arena wall were covered walkways. The center of the arena gradually flooded with water. In the end, myself and four others had remained.

Not lucid only. Nothing much by way of dreams since my recall is poor right now. Staying up late & getting worn out swimming w/ Mike during his 3 day vacation for Labor day. Did meditate at the pool a few times over the last couple of days which was relaxing. Also we kicks some water basketball ass at the pool! I'm short & have back issues as most know but I was in my element today. These 3 kids wanted to play against Me & Mike & thought we should we would agree. Two against three was totally not fair so when a third kid piped up we took him on our team & agreed it was fair now. The kids were all "my" heighth & taller. Mike of course is 6 ft. I was the shortest. We ended w/ a score of 60 - 8. I prayed for a good day & I sure got it! Half of the aquatic part has been shut down over the whole 3 days due to lifeguards going back to college. So in the end we are coming up w/ stuff to do in the main pool which does have a cool wide blue/green slide, a yellow basic curve slide, basketball hoop, big pool, diving boards, rock wall, sitting wall & lap pool w/ accelerated rushing water.... Anyway, that's it for me today. Gotta get off of here & spend some much needed one on one w/ my hubby. My daughter wanted me to take her kids this week after Mike has been insanely stressed. Notice that I did not mention them at all, lol. Ya not happening.

I don't remember where it started but I remember looking at the Fire Emblem's super smash bros melee setting from a first perspective and becoming lucid.There the emo part of me(Not really) was curious what would happen if I actually cried in my lucid dream. Would I wake up? I than thought of something that made me sad enough to cry and cried like a baby. The good thing being no one could hear me. I think...I don't think I was making any noises in WL. It lasted for like a minute I think. As I was crying I remember seeing the clouds pass by in the dream setting. Eventually the scene changed and i was non lucid.

Next thing I recall is looking at the dream views website and looking at people's avatars wondering what they would dream next.After that I ended up on a field trip to the park with a group of people. I was expecting both Eye and Dawn to be there as well. When I saw Eye in the park's store building I followed him outside where I saw a lady who was supposedly a teacher wearing what looked like the thong version of a bra. She was telling others how it was the new style and how she didn't care what others would think of her. I thought she was stupid and ignored her.

When I noticed the plastic bag I was holding had grapes and salad in it I became fully lucid. I felt like observing things related to dream eating again so I decided to give some grapes to Eye. However, he ended up being invisible so I felt around till I found him. I told him to sit down and gave him two grapes to eat. When he ate them the grapes ended up becoming invisible as well. Nothing new came from it but the experience so I wanted to look for Dawn to experiment with him a bit. But when I looked in the bag there were no more good grapes only a shriveled green grape and salad. The lettuce I took had a stem and tree bark attached so I had to peel it off.

Eye told me that I didn't have to give Dawn anything.I looked at the shriveled grape knowing Eye wanted to eat it but got up instead and looked around for Dawn.After looking around I saw a guy that looked like Dawn but wasn't sure it was him. "I'm going back in the store to get some more grapes"I said out loud than went to the park store. There I saw birds in pocket holders and thought that in order to get grapes I had to take out a red bird carefully without scaring it.(I'm pretty sure I dreamt of birds because of the new parakeets I got 5 days ago)I tried to take the bird out but it started screaming and I gave up.

However, at that moment I realized that I didn't need to do that nonsense since I was in the dream and could just make them appear. When I saw people leaving the store I took notice of Eye and asked him where Dawn was. Eye said he wasn't sure than looked at my pants and told me that I shouldn't go out wearing what I had on. I was now wearing pajama pants. I didn't let it bother me though and looked around the field in the park. Dawn wasn't around so I went back in the park store where someone randomly hugged me from behind. He didn't look like Dawn or Eye but some random person.

Fragments
- I am in a small apartment alone, it is dark.
- There is an N64 robot

D1 - At school i am trying to complete sentences in purple ink, I am having trouble getting them right.
A fellow teacher gives me an idea for an activity. A large red and black stack of card that I need to cut up.
Our headteacher is letting us have an old tin bucket of glue but I need to get resources from another teacher. The resources from each lesson get sent into a chute.
Clambering into the chute, I find piles of stuff which makes a kind of stairway up between all the floors of the building. I slowly make my way up the teetering piles and garb onto a plank at the top, hoisting myself up and out.
I am now on an open stairwell with a can of cider clutched behind my back, the headteacher looks on unimpressed.

Had a nap where I was drifting into dream and diving over a bridge down to a street below but woke before I got lucid.

Haven't posted any entries in 4 days, but rest assured, I'm ALIVE. Rather than not posting due to no recall, however, I didn't post the entries for the 1st and 2nd of September simply because they were extremely mundane dreams.
Literally all they consisted of was me hanging out with my family and going about day to day business. Nothing really to write in depth about.
The dream I had for the morning of the 3rd (or, yesterday, as of this time of writing) was an interesting one involving the concept of inception.
My cousin was going to get married to this jerk of a guy, and I wasn't okay with it, so I decided to pull a Leonardo DiCaprio and delve into her dreams to perform inception. A dream about dreams, as it were. Deep.
And then, this morning's. All of these dreams don't have a whole lot of detail recalled, but rather, specific plot points. One thing that has been improving though is my ability to recollect these things even after falling back asleep, as usually that's enough to simply wipe my memory of it if I didn't write it down.
I was hanging out with this girl I used to know really well IRL (we haven't hung out in literal ages), and we were sitting on this outdoor park bench. Yet, half of the area was covered in what appeared to be a house. So it was like half outdoors, half house. I can't even find a good way to describe that, it was a sort of reality warp-ish type of dream scene, the kind your dream self can understand just fine, but in real life you're like 'wtf'
Anyways, strange dream scene aside, we were sitting on this bench, a nice breeze blowing through, and just sort of happily people-watching. All of a sudden, she turns to me and nervously asks if I'd like to accompany her to her school's Snowball dance. Shocked, but pleasantly surprised, I happily accept. Almost immediately, in comes a lot of people I know and associate with this girl. They just begin walking by, mumbling their thoughts about that turn of events. Sorry if this one sounded bizarrely described, but that's cuz it really was sort of bizarre. It had a nice peaceful atmosphere, but a lot of weird stuff that you'd usually only notice upon waking (or maybe not, in the event of a successful DILD, which has yet to come. But that's okay!)
Anyways, sorry for the radio silence, and happy dreaming.

I'm approaching a wooden railway that's on the edge of a raised platform. As I approach, I become aware of the dream feeling, and become lucid. I say "I'm lucid" and my overall awareness raises. I continue to jump and fly over the railing, and enter the scene beyond. It's a very vivid beach with rolling, light blue waves and a long stretch of light tan sand. I descend onto the sand which appears to be behind a resort-style area. Many children are playing in the rolling waves, and I can't believe how vivid they are; I note that they're indistinguishable from waking life. I think that I should probably get to some dream goals, but feel that I've ended up in such a cool environment that I should take the opportunity to just enjoy it and explore. I consider surfing on the waves as this has been a prominent dream sign in the past, but I realize I've never actually surfed in a lucid. My body feels encumbered as I begin to walk across the sand, and I remind myself "Eric, this is a dream - you can just stand up and fly".My mobility raises, and I feel that sand beneath my feet as I walk. I stop and simply ground myself, looking around at the people gathered under scattered tents erected in the sand. I focus on raising my awareness and continue to tell myself I'm inside of a dream, and appreciate how life-like everything feels. I wonder if I should focus more on stabilizing, but decide to keep going. I look back at the waves, then fly low to my left. I feel the dream is getting close to fading so I land and decide to trying spinning slowly and rub hands. It becomes fuzzy quickly, so I lay down on the sand and go for a LDEILD. I continuously tell myself 'I'm lucid'. As I close my eyes and focus.. I end up losing lucidity, and enter a dream in which I'm earning points online in my dream yoga class for the lucid dream I just had.

Another big night! Semi-lucid moment, but otherwise, tons and tons of vivid dreams.

+ At the shoreline looking [emerging DREAM SIGN] looking into the water: it's fairly shallow and the water is full of reefs covered in rough white circular things like barnacles or clam shells (insides facing up). I'm looking for a spot where it is deep enough to snorkel and I'm not finding a lot of places.

I'm standing on the shoreline looking down in sand and the wave pulls back to the ocean and a little sand hole starts bubbling I stick a tupperware food container down on top of it in order to see it more clearly and like a screen I'm watching the bubbling hole through the semi-transparent tupperware: bub bub bub. Then I see other circular flat sea creatures like the cross-section of an anemone though the tupperware and I'm sliding the container around on the sand towards the water to observe more sea creatures

+ DO [disembodied observer], high (50ish feet) over a river, the river flows from right to left, I look along the length of the river to the left and I see that there are rapids areas, and large shelves of boulders emerging from the water. I'm looking for a path through the boulders and I see such a path. It leads to a very narrow, steep rapid chute. I see canoers heading for and entering the chute: each canoe is very narrow and long has 2 people: one in front, and one in back. As they enter the chute I feel a bit afraid for them because it's looks quite treacherous, but they dig in and paddle through it and emerge out the bottom. The force of their speed puts their canoe entirely under water by several feet, the heads of the people also underwater, and I see that they are continuing to paddle while completely submerged.

+(f) on a stairway leading up to a building, there are several buildings in the complex. There is some narrator or advertisement running about the company that operates these buildings

+ In some kind of structure, bare concrete walls and floors, someone is flipping quarters along the floor and they're bouncing off the floor and walls and this has something to do with some plan? Then I'm on the upper floor of this structure, it is an attraction run by my family. My mother [FALSE, not really her] is running the ride (which seems to be a slide?), I'm right in front of her. There is a container of squishy meat like some pate? There is a tube up from which come real coins which are the payment that the customers use, and also plastic coins which my mother takes and gives to the customers after receiving payment so that they don't use real coins for the payment. My grandfather [TRUE] is sitting on her right (my left) ahead of me, he's in line with my niece(?). I notice him briefly and think about talking to him and/or taking his hand which is close to mine, I get a warm feeling of love coming from him. I'm hugging my niece, she's as a small girl here, and rubbing my hand through her hair.

+(f) spiky/chainy/bicycle/motorcycle. Outdoors but under a cover like in a carport. Leaning against fence is a tall bicycle but it's full of sharp protrusions and has chains running all over spokes. I was going to ride it by GB from grad school jumps on it instead and rides it towards a table.

+(f) with group of people, we're talking about thin strong plates made from vegetable fibers, broccoli, celery, etc.?

+ I'm at my house and inexplicably my mother starts really nagging me severely (unusual) about getting ready for school?, and I have a thought that if you're going to do that it's better that (terrible thought). I'm outside and thinking about how I need to go to high school to take Spanish. I realize that I'm late and that registration is finished already, I'll probably be assigned a random schedule with all of the worst teachers. I think that if I have to go back to high school full-time, that would not be so bad after all. I'm thinking because I've lost a lot of weight that I'll probably get some attention from girls. Then I have a view of myself, slender, dressed in an orange shirt and a brown sweater vest, the shirt is coming out of my pants so I tuck it in. I think this is an odd combination but the more I look at the the more I think it's actually a nice combination. Then it seems like I'm looking not at me but at my best high school friend wearing this outfit.

+ I'm with my dad and I just learned that my mother died. I get incredibly sad that I'll never see her again, and turn away from my dad so he won't see my crying while I'm trying to write something on a piece of paper. I can't believe this news, she was just alive the other day I think. I think how sad my dad must have been on the day that she died, knowing that he had to take her to (the hospital?) and knowing he'd return without her. Strong sadness/grief.

+ I'm standing outside my CH on the street and face the house and get the idea to fly/jump up to the roof. I take a few steps down the rough/ruffled driveway and make a leap towards the roof over the garage, I know I'll take it but I'm not sure how, is my jump enough? I get a funny feeling like I may be able to fly? I seem to glide a bit in getting there. I'm standing on the roof over the garage and looking at the roof of the house, it's making some noise as I walk around a bit and I decide not to walk to the central part of the roof because my parents who are inside (the kitchen?) will hear me and I don't want that. There are metal angles set on top of the peak of the roof that I don't want to walk on. I turn around back towards the street and glide back over the street I decide not to land on the street but to keep going down the M's driveway that also desencds down giving me more room to keep gliding. I'm using my feet and hands to adjust my glide flight, and pull myself vertical to slow myself down. I land at the bottom of the M's driveway even though I could continue going as the land slopes down away from me. I see a fence about 20 feet ahead of me.

wake
Long BTS. Big struggle to get BTS. Try many things, visualizations, eventually, just "let go" more and more on every exhale.

+(f) there is a school bus parked in front of me, instead of windows all along both sides it has squares of wood paneling. Someone is talking about the white schoolbus. I'm watching it as it rides down a street. I correct the narrator, it's not white, it has wood paneling.

+ I "wake" to find myself lying in the gutter near the curb of a street in my boy scout sleeping bag. Standing over me are several girls, the girl in front of me is bottomless and I get a very clear view of her (ahem), I'm pretty amazed by this. I also notice the girl to my left is bottomless and I get even a better view of her's. I'm lying there then with my eyes closed and I feel her leg pressed up against my body. I stay like this for a while. Then I open my eyes and the girl in front of me is gone, I'm a bit surprised by this. Then I look to the girl on my left and she's lying uncomfortably and uncovered on the concrete sidewalk. I unzip my green down sleeping bag and spread it out and offer her to climb in with me (just as friends). I think that it's still really uncomfortable lying directly on top of the asphalt like that.

+ [vivid, beautiful] I'm entering a walled garden. I'm met by a beautiful girl dressed in light colored lavender. There are round bouquets of green plants with purples flowers on them hanging all over, I think this is lavender and pick up a bunch in my hand and bring it to my face to smell. There is a sarcastic girl there, too, who criticizes the lavender-wearing garden attendant/fairy girl. I walk through the garden, seeing round bouquets of handing purple flowers, these are pure purple with no green stems in them. I think they're amazingly beautiful. I say to the sarcastic girl, "Even if you're sad, you still can find beautiful things in life to make you happy."

+ indoors, I'm with a famous martial arts practitioner (Bruce Lee?). He's telling me that he's going to train a girl to fight. We're standing at a weapons locker and he's choosing two weapons that he's going to teach her with. The first one is like a quarterstaff with large (4x normal size) whisks at each end. The quarterstaff goes back and forth between being stiff and a flexible cord. I'm holding this thing and trying to figure out how you're supposed to fight with it. The best I can come up with is that you use the whisk end to trap your opponent's fingers in the metal loops. I hold the whisk end in my left hand and hit it and rotate it against my right hand, trying to trap my fingers in the loops. If doesn't work very well. There's some other weapon, small and (white?) made from a short cord and one or two things at the end that you're supposed to spin around in a circle really fast, he/I am spinning that thing around quickly.

I move back to the original room and someone enters suddenly and I leap up quickly into the air and float at the top of the ceiling (pretty high, 20+ feet?) and am looking down to see if I succeeded in avoiding being noticed.

+ (f) outside, bunches of people walking along the top of a concrete barrier. There are some girls there with whom I'm getting a bit "hands-y?"

+ Arriving at some garden terrace restaurant outdoors, tables there. My son S2 arrives walking with what looks like 3+ bottles of beer and something else and sees me and my wife and turns away quickly so we won't chastise him about having alcohol. I see son S1 sitting at a table drinking from some large container, and each time he takes a drink he shudders and shakes his head quickly like it's really strong alcohol. After he does this several times I ask him jokingly, "What are you drinking there, airplane fuel?"

Then my son S2 tells me how these two big black guys are running a blackjack ring where they take cash and turn it into chips and play and turn the chips back into cash, and I ask him, "Have you invested in this venture?", I wonder if it did but then where did he get the money to do so? Then a narrator is telling about blackjack. Standing at some metal door there is slot in the middle through which I see a section of a blackjack table. The narrator is saying that it is much better to play solo at a blackjack table, and en example is given where one guy (on the right) was playing with other people and "they took his good cards" and he lost. It's also better to play multiple hands at the table at the same time, you can get a lot more money that way. Then the view is of a full table as in a casino, several people are playing, and on the left towards 3rd base two dads and their kids are playing at the table standing on the dealer's side.

+ In some rich mansion, a woman has come to inspect? There is another woman there (who's work is being inspected?) There are also two ghosts/spirits/witches? there, every time the inspecting woman looks one way, the two spirits *POOF* into existence (with an animation like Harry Potter death eater translocation with smoke) and start doing things (cleaning?), and when the inspecting woman turns around they *POOF* vanish before she can see them. The problem is that the room is very cold, and the cleaning woman exhales and I clearly see her breathe vapor in the air, a big whooosh of it. Then when the spirits *POOF* back into existence they are covered with flames: they're burning so that they can warm up the room. They *POOF* in and out several times as the inspecting woman moves about the room.

First fragment

I was in church, attending to a mass.

Second fragment

I was driving a silver coloured car towards a farm where my brother was working. It was a really sunny and warm day. The road was placed in between two huge fields with forests in the distance. When driving I saw a bus stop in the middle of a field, someone was waiting there, a man that looked like me. I immediately thought about lucid dreaming and vividness of the dream highly increased.

1) Riding a motorbike, the offside mirror wasn't quite right , I kept trying to set it correctly but just couldn't do it. I parked up and walked along the road expecting to see my driveway but I couldn't find it. I walked up and down the road noting other houses and thinking exactly where my house should be but it just wasn't there!
I was talking to a friend and said that I had been messing with timelines (watching too many time travel films recently) and I was frightened that my house was no longer there. I decided to go for a walk into town for some reason. As I walked I got caught up in a demonstration by staff from the hospital.

2) I was with a friend in an old building at night. She asked if I ever saw anything unusual overnight, then it was a bit like 'Night in a Museum' and we saw someone from the American Civil Revolution standing at the next door and spoke to him.

3) I was having my Level 2 Reiki home study marked. I was told that I had done it all wrong and mis-understood what I was supposed to do. I read throught the marking sheet and I got no points for anything except giving up smoking (I don't smoke), and zero was written in the front of the report. I was very upset.

I started out the night doing a new meditation. I was opening my core chakra's & tried to add a new one from the extended version which heightened my vibrations. I didn't close them because I wanted an OOB but what I got was a new bad experience.


First, I had a False Awakening in which I got up to go pee. I was exhausted when I started & kept thinking I had drank too much tea & this would interrupt my chakra meditation by me needing to pee. Like I said, I was just too tired & had just went anyway so I risked it. Which would explain the FA while doing my chakra exercise. Next was me climbing back into my bed & the following began.

I was experiences all the high vibrations of an OOB which excited me but alarmed me at the same time because I could feel vibrations that weren't created by me this time. I began also to experience the most intense pain on my body. I looked later for bruising but I haven't seen any but I have extremely sore spots on my chest, upper thighs, upper arm, wrists, ect. I also couldn't see which was a new thing for me. My other OOB experiences or attempts left me able to see but this time I couldn't. I was yelling for Mike to no avail. I could here my screams in my head but he couldn't here me. I could tell I was reaching for him in attempt to wake him up but it was my astral arm & hand. Eventually I was able to use my real arm & hit him. He woke up & of course he understood what had happened. I went to smoke 1/2 a cig in the bathroom to try & shake off the terror I was feeling & tried to come back to bed. I started back w/ doing my chakra's again feeling still scared but more in control. No dice on that front.

Then I entered in D1: I was at a retreat for lucid dreamers, people who could astral project & also had other abilities. I had brought w/ my tools of the trade which included books, notebooks w/ notes & diagrams, etc. The retreat was really familiar to me as did the ppl. (I'm not good w/ DC names unless they are from this waking life. The retreat came complete w/ sleeping quarters, practicing rooms, schedules, a communal eating area which we spent a lot of time catching up w/ each other & showing each other our newest knowledge that we had accumulated. I was doing really well w/ this. And it all felt totally natural. The familiarity was uncanny!Then I rolled into dream 2.

D2: I was back at the retreat for the next year & I hadn't been as prepared. (I've never ever experienced a dream in which time was played out like this, it was really new for me.) This time I had left vital information at home & had slacked off a bit. I had noticed that now others were doing much better w/ their new research. And then things got odd. An old boyfriend of mine was there from my childhood. Anyway he was ignoring me in the dream & I tried to be patient in hopes that things would okay. Unfortunately it didn't happen even in the dream.


He was my last boyfriend I had when I had been ripped from my home in my 8th grade yr due to things beyond my control. There is a lot of history w/ him & when I was just 18 we had a falling out because I was smoking pot & got details screwed about the details that led up to my departure in 8th grade up while on the phone. These circumstances are way too long for me to journal today. I've written of things pertaining to this subject in old journal entries on DV. Any way, This was an extremely hard thing for me to except throughout the yrs. Not to mention his best friend & my childhood friend was also on the phone. Till this day I can't find them anywhere to make amends . Anyway he was ignoring me in the dream & I tried to be patient in hopes that things would okay. Unfortunately it didn't happen even in the dream.

I feel as though I could very well have been a part of something like these retreats in a past life. Your soul lives on when you die. Also there are also core ppl that are present in these lives. I think somehow the previous dream bled into my existing dream sequence some how & it changed the dynamics of it.


Non-Lucid-Green
Lucid-Red
Side Notes-Purple
Astral Projection/AP-Brown/OOB

I was working with some toolkit that allowed me to create levels. I placed a small fence on grassy terrain.