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First dream

It was a dark night, I drove to a prom to my school. Others appeared shortly, but they were wearing casual or working clothes, and only I and another dude were wearing suits. There were huge snow drifts outside, we were wandering around a hall.

Second dream

I was a thief, sneaking around a train. I wanted to steal something from a lord that had his room in there. It was evening, electric lights inside the train made my job harder. After a while of wandering I sneaked inside a richly ornamented room with antique, expensive furniture and lots of valuables there. They were guarded by two guards - one in light armor and another in full plate armor. The former was easy to sneak upon and knock out with my blackjack, but I had troubles with the second one. Helmet protected him greatly and I couldn't knock him out. He tried to attack me with a huge maul, but I managed to escape. He didn't chased me. I waited some time and went back, trying to sneak around him, but his patrol route was highly annoying. I tried to hit him in the head again and hidden in the room. The armored man was searching for me, but I thought "Screw it." and drank an invisibility potion. I could freely move around the room. I sneaked to a shelf with many valuables and started stealing valuables and expensive alcohols. I didn't had enough place for everything, so I took a silver mirror in my mouth. A flash. Glass broke, but it didn't hurt me, it landed right in between my teeth so I took it out.

Suddenly I found myself back at my house, reading something in the web. It was some kind of forum game. I realised that all I've seen was my imagination working when I was reading.

Bed: ~23.30
Wake up: all the time, cause I'm taking care of my sick girlfriend
Now: 07.05

Dejavu
I'm in my old student home, on the top floor, together with my girlfriend. I'm just visiting I guess. For some reason I go downstairs. My old room is there, with two thrash bags in front of the door. Really? They [old housemates] put them there instead of just throwing them out. There are flies circling the bags. I go into the kitchen. There are several trash bags right in the middle. There are flies circling them and the number of flies increases quickly. I exit the kitchen and go back to the upper floor. I don't remember the transitions from second to first floor and back occurring (i.e. climbing the stairs).

I'm outside with my girlfriend. We're on our way to the city centre of my student city. She has something in mind and I have no clue what it is. We enter a weird looking subway station [that city doesn't have a subway]. We don't check in and I'm wondering if we should, to avoid a fine. There's someone up ahead checking if you checked in, but we take a left down a hallway. She's walking quite a bit in front of me, to my annoyance. I'm trying to ask her where we're going, but she's pretty much jut ignoring me. We're going up a set of stairs, I think with a purple railing. There are some people coming down as well. We're walking on the right side. I'm silently saying 'goddamnit' cause my girlfriend is way ahead and not letting me in on the plan. We arrive somewhere at a door. A white guy opens the door and tells us we need an invite [happened in the movie I was watching before going to bed]. I'm somehow allowed to enter. My girlfriend stays outside for a bit. The guy asks me a question (what I'm doing here I guess?) and I'm not sure. I decide to let my girlfriend in. When I open the door, immediately to the right there's a white couple making out. My girlfriend is the only other one standing there, not even a metre away from the couple. She comes inside. Apparently this is an apartment she came to check out. She'll be living with two white guys if she decides to take the room. The other guy is lying on the couch, talking in an eastern European sounding language on the phone. I look out of the window. I can see a lot of typical old Dutch buildings standing in a line. This place looks great and is in the city centre. I wish I had taken the effort to check around when I lived in this city. But then again, it would've been a waste of the fees I paid to change rooms. Suddenly my girlfriend is behind the other guy in terms of distance from me. I think she went into the room and I wonder how she did it so quickly. I see a door to my left. Then I realise that she is just also on the couch, or a similar object, but just further to the back. In the next moment, she is cuddling up with the guy. She's sitting on his lap. This is... weird. I had a dream just like this recently [no I didn't]. Dejavu moment. I realise this might be a dream and try to push my fingers through my palm. Success! Ok, take it easy. You should stabilise. I continue moving my fingers around in my hand a bit, while wondering what I should do with my lucidity. I consider tinkering with the gravity. Naaahh. My girlfriend comes standing next to me and starts trying to distract. I consider building a cell out of thin air to trap her in, so she won't distract me anymore.

Chicks with dicks
Had a weird dream where I was reading an article and there was a term in there I didn't know. I figured the term would be NSFW, so I went into private mode. I searched for it and I landed on a tube site. From the look of the previews, the term referred to women who have two penises. I scrolled through it a bit, in a sense of revulsion mixed with curiosity.

5.12.16

It's thursday, and I started consistent day shifts this monday. I thought that will fix my recall and dreams and everything. But I guess not, or at least not yet. I'm barely remembering fragments from my night sleep.

Took a nap today after coming home from work. Was falling asleep on a sofa and getting images. I thought even if it's too late for a LD, I stil can practice falling asleep with intent and with keeping some awareness.

Well, it worked. After some random images, I got an image of a horizontal metal rail, about chest high. I grabed it and did a pull up on it. Then I pushed myself down, then back up again.

The movement was easy, as if I was in 0 gravity. This had happened often n my dreams and it was one of my favorite dreams when I was traveling this way up the side of a house pulling myself with ease on the railings of balconies.

I kept pushing myself up and down, untill after 4-5 push ups the movement took over by itself and I was getting higher and deeper down with every turn. Next thing I know I have my classic, favorite head rush, flying head first at warp speed over bumpy, turbulance like surface.

I remember that I opened my eyes once during flight like this and saw that I'm flying through space. So I opened my eyes and it looked like I opened my real eyes. Even so, it felt great, the whole experience.

Last night I had a dream with my "prehistoric" snake from few nights ago. He had red gloving tiny eyes and somehow he got on me and I yelled at someone to get it off.

AP: We went to bed about 30 minutes early last night, about 9:30. So I tried a new technique of visualization. I laid down on my back keeping still, prayed, did a breathing exercise & used a protection of light all around my body. I changed the way I clear my chakra's by visualizing them spin & sent the negative energies away from my body w/ a stream of bright light, there's more to it than that but I'd have to use a diagram & I'm just not going to. I also added a visual walk through of a place that I would like to use in a lucid dream. I visualized the 9 & 3/4 challenge. I also asked in my head that I'd like to meet my spirit guides. Personally I think all of these things just prepare me for more lucid dreams..... With that being said I also did the mantra's like: I will have a lucid dream tonight. I will remember my lucid dreams tonight. I will astral project tonight. I will meet my spirit guides tonight. I will remember to ask for help from my spirit guide's in my dreams tonight. You get the idea. On week nights I usually stay up & read but my allergies were really bad last night & I felt a tingle on my lip & because I have an event soon, I took my meds to stave off any cold sores..... Ok, here's where things get weird. I frequently have my husband snore next to me when I'm trying to get into a state of paralysis & I'm always trying to telepathically tell him to stop before I actually bother him. I've been doing this for the last couple of months & also hoping maybe I can astral project w/ him even though he doesn't even practice lucid dreaming, because he gets about 4-5 hrs of sleep a night during the week. I have told him all of this so he won't be freaked out if this was to ever happen... It's just a quirky thing I do. But last night I was doing my meditation & it seemed like I irritated him, like he heard me twice in a row because he jumped & mumbled. After this I finished my routine & drifted into a dream, just a normal dream & woke up from it but my body started the vibrations & sound.I was in a state of sleep paralysis but I didn't realize I couldn't move yet, just that I wanted it to happen. My body started to vibrate w/ the normal hum & he started to snore again so I tried to telepathically tell him to stop twice & then I figured I might just be screwed because he wouldn't stop. So I reached over to touch him but it wasn't with my real hand but my astral hand. I reached over to find that I grabbed a cold small finger. It was above his stomach. It felt not wet exactly but like your hands feel when you get out the bathtub or pool kind of wet but really cold.... My brain reacted very fast, like my instincts & mind were trying to figure out what it was. It was like. Child, no, not child, definitely not my husband, alien, entity. I tried to yell his name twice but nothing came out. And then I was being pulled out of my bed & through my house by a force, not like hands or being grabbed. It pulled me through my bedroom, dining room & into my living room to the front door. My house is small so from my bed to the front door is about 40 feet.... Again my brain did the same thing as I can see I'm about to go through my glass front door. All at once I remembered my last astral experience & I knew if I put my hand on that door I would not go through it. So when I reached the door at a good speed, I put my hand on the glass & I felt it was cold & I put my feet down & whatever entity it was went through & away. I immediately was scared for my husband & I popped back in my body & sat up in bed. I was really pissed off. I had never thought about anything attacking my husband before but I sure did then & it pissed me off. I was gonna get back into that state & go looking for it! But my husband kept snoring again & I was too distracted. Finally, I got out my books & tried to find something similar to this but I haven't yet. But now I do understand it better. I don't think it was bothering him at all. It was just messing with me. And messing with me is okay. I can deal w/ that. And no I don't know what it looked like, I can only describe the finger. I also believe I was more vulnerable than usual. I don't drink or do drugs but I did take a medication that I don't take regularly which would make me very attractive to entities. It wasn't even a feel good med, lol.


Non-Lucid-Green
Lucid-Red
Explanation of details-Blue
Side Notes-Purple
Astral Projection/AP-Brown

I am in a dark room, and I am thinking about lucidity. I check my hands and become lucid without checking thoroughly. I make my way down the hallway, and look out of a window with an arched top situated on the 2nd floor of a while wall. It is beginning to snow, and appears to be midnight outside. I consider what I should do as I take in the colors, looking over the banister. I wonder how long the dream will last. I glide over the reailing toward the 2nd story window. The moonlight and darkness come through. I phase partially throught the window, and partially through the white wall. The moonlight fills the outdoor area, providing a glow filled with very small snow flakes. A tree without leaves stands in front of me as I levitate in the air, taking in my surroundings. The dream begins to fade. I wake up

I was inside a bus, on my way back to home. It was rainy, overcast day. The bus was mostly empty and I couldn't see the driver. There was a short, blonde dude without one eye. He was wearing a dark gray jacket. He was aggressive and attacked me. I was mostly in defensive, he wasn't a big threat, we were fighting on par. A few blocked kicks and suddenly we were teleported to my father's carpentry workshop. We were still fighting, but I was attacking more aggressively and made him retreat out of a building. I looked back and saw a huge plank, it wasn't processed yet but it was enough. It was light to pick up, but it could do much harm. I ran after that dude.

I was with Dawn in the living room but than went to my brother's room with him. The room slowly began to change to a castle. I hugged Dawn and he was being very nice at first but than...he turned into a shadow and bit my head like a vampire. I had a scary vampire related dream yesterday last night but didn't write it down since it was scary for me.

I felt the pain after saying "ow...."than pushed him away. I felt my head and the pain went away. I than left the room like o.o "why'd that have to happen?...". I heard that there were intruders in the castle after that and wanted to see who the intruders were but woke up.

The middle of this dream was incredibly strange, and by all means should have caused me to go lucid. It all began with a tragedy. I had three twin brothers. They looked like Domhall Gleeson, and two were evil while one was good. In a classic tragedy, all three were murdered, two then one. I was witness to it all. Alone in my house, I sat thinking about it. In my moment of Solace, Emma Heeny came to the house. She got me to come on a walk wit her, where I confessed what had just happened and lay on the ground to grieve. I felt nothing though, and she could see it so she got me to leave. Right after I went back and Jonzon had replaced Heeney (symbolism?) and Devon showed up. He asked for tuna and headed to the kitchen to eat, so I left with Jonzon. We found ourselves in a city park with Jonzon and some strangers. There was a frame of a Gazibo there, and on each supporting pole there was a oculus rift. We were playing a cooperative RPG of some sorts right in the dead center of the park. There was a moment where I was feeling deep shame about going outside just to play videogames and I felt it was a sad way for society to go, but I quickly put the visor back on and didn't reality check as I should have. In the game it would put the person who was player 1 into the simulation by scanning their body, and we would all watch. The simulation would begin to spawn backup dancers that were based in attractiveness on how good looking you are and make you a music video. Jonzon's friend amanda went and she spawned a bunch of Calvin Klein models. Half way into the music video she was attacked by demons and it was our job to defend her to keep the video going and her dancing. At the end of it, I took off the headset and found myself on an airplane. There was a group of nice old ladies where I was going to sit asking me about the ocuculus, but I realized my baggage was still in the terminal. I went back to get it and found that there was a bunch of bright yellow mechs like the one from Alien that were very simply made of metal bars and were for carrying your luggage. I wanted one so badly but they were all taken, and I endlessly searched for one while pushing around a yellow cart of the same metal that I kept mistaking for a mech. I awoke in the middle of my search.

Dream Signs:
Jonzon
Devon
Emma Heeny
Oculus rift
Public Park
Airplane
Mechs
Murder and False Grief
Impossible situations

I'm in a dark room with someone I kind of know. I feel uncomfortable being there.


I took a nap before work yesterday. Dreamed someone told me about my gf's card... I think I called her dad in the dream and he would not talk to me. My gf left somewhere...

During waking hours later, my gf lost her card but ended up finding it. Some resemblance to the dream.

Few fragments.

Dream - Lucid

I'm not sure where I was. It seemed like a classroom, for some reason I wanna say it was an art classroom. I feel like I was at some thing where you stayed over night or something. There were many others there as well, I think mostly women. There was this group of black girls who had it out for me for something I had said. I had been very angry earlier and spouted some things off, but I don't remember what they were. They kept giving me hell for it, writing me notes telling me off but never really telling me off to my face. I don't remember what they said other than they were very angry at me, and I was very angry too. One of them said something in a note regarding depression or something maybe? Like trying to tell me I needed to stop going on about being sad and I didn't have it bad or something. I wrote back a nice response, saying that unless you've been where I've been, in the darkness of depression, then she couldn't say a damn thing because it's that bad. You don't know unless you've been there. After that, the notes stopped.

I remember bits of being in the house I grew up in, something felt like Christmas there but that's all I recall.

Also, something about my daughter. It also involved the black girls. I think the thing I was angry about had to do with her, actually, or at least that was part of it.

I know I dreamed more and I may remember more later but this is all I have right now. I'm lucky I got to type this out this morning; my girl usually gives me a run for my money in the mornings, but she's just finished her bottle as I'm typing so I had a minute.

May 10-May 11, 2016: Dream #1 of 3: I am in my newly purchased house. The sheet rock walls are water damaged and wavy to an unacceptable degree. I am discussing possible remedies with Lynne, including removal of all the sheet rock which I'm concerned will be expensive. The scene morphs and I am in a closed off room of the house transferring yellow liquid between 100 mL syringes with varying gauge needles some of which are very, very thin and ineffectual. Some of the needles are larger gauge. I am also attempting to use aquarium tubing in a Rube Goldberg type set up to do the transfers between syringes. A lot of the liquid is being spilled into a blue plastic basin over which I am working.

The liquid is some kind of new conduit for the distribution of music. It needs to be injected into a computer mouse or inserted into a computer port in order to play. In the course of manipulating and transferring this liquid, I injected it into a 250 mL IV medication bag. When I do, thousands of flecks of glitter form into the number “39.” I am surprised. It is quite beautiful though, with all kinds of rainbow colors. I wake. 1:40 AM.

OK I'm officially in the recall waning portion of my dreaming cycle.

+(f) with ToZi, sharpens the "pencil" which becomes a small exacto knife blade on the paper, shreds of paper fly into the air, the knife is super sharp, cut/bleeding stubble on cheek.

+(f) with wife, we're approaching the trouble-making women ahead, I tell her (wife) not to go looking to start trouble [DAY RESIDUE]

Bed: ~00.00 (didn't fall asleep until at least 01.00)
Wake up: 08.45
Now: 08.55

The details of this dream aren't very clear. I'm in the south part of my student city, somewhere outside. I've just met a girl for the first time. She's white and a little bit chubby. She's quite social and fun to hang out with I think.
I think at some point we're sitting in the bus together.

I'm at a sports facility, together with the girl. I was first in a different room, but now we're in the same dressing room. Neither of us gets fully undressed though. Most of the time it's just the two of us in this room. At some point there's a guy who looks quite Moroccan, who is exiting what seems to be the shower. He's still wearing a yellow sports shirt though. Not sure about his pants. He gives me/us a bit of a weird look. Without saying a thing, he leaves. At some point the girl leaves as well. There's something weird about the doorknob, which looks like a thermostat. Someone (her?) is turning it a lot from the outside, making me feel as if the door is now locked. In the mean time I decide to take off/on my shirt. The girl comes back. We continue talking, though I'm not sure about what. The situation gets a little bit awkward for a moment, as we misinterpret each other's intentions.

At one point during the conversation, I decide to check my FB on my phone. I've gotten tons of notifications. Turns out I clicked on a link by accident and now it's sending spam/porn to a lot of my friends. Fuck. It's quite difficult to correct this using my phone. I kinda try half heartedly, thinking I'll leave it for later. I continue my conversation with the girl. She ends up giving me a polaroid picture of her (or perhaps someone else). The girl in the picture is a fit white girl, wearing just panties and a shirt or something similar. The picture is meant to be funny and seductive at the same time. I can see some pubes though..

11/5/16
Dream 1: I was in an age of empires 3 tournament, well I was watching it instead of participating in it. Another guy welcomed me in to the competition and showed me around the chat and stuff.

Dream 2: I was travelling into the country with my mum to take part in a fun run. We stopped off at a rest place and I got this big, chewy biscuit. My mum's phone then ran so she had to answer it, I think there was something wrong with the competition as well.

Dream 3: I was in China at night time, near the forbidden city and Tiananmen square. I walked along, studying the sights and sounds, until after I walked a little while I saw a mass of steel factories with huge amounts of copious, purple smoke pouring out into the sky. I was quite concerned about this and went to go tell someone about this.

Dream 4: I was left alone, working in a huge factory. Everyone else was o a break I assume so I was in charge of the floor. I went into my office and tried to run this experimental program on a super computer there. Something went wrong however and alarms started sounding and water starting filling in the warehouse, flooding everything. After a little while the water receded and everyone came back in, confused and scared. I owned up to what had happened and my manager yelled at me but gave me another chance.

Dream 5: I was in a large, glassy house on top of a hill with a bunch of other people, perhaps there was a party there.

Fragment: Maybe something to do with my dad.