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#284 - SSILD - 4:45ish?

I had a natural WBTB way early at around 12:44AM but went ahead and took my Amino Acid Blend. I intended to SSILD but passed out too hard, too fast.

I have several vivid NLDs but only remember one where I was still married to my wife but was also dating an ex girlfriend. Apparently, they were both fine with it all and I felt strong love and affection for both of them simultaneously.

When I woke from that I berate myself and managed some proper SSILD cycles

I am on a beach with my wife and kids that I think of being some part of Charleston, SC. I swim into the water with my older daughter and quickly notice that this part of the ocean is bathtub warm and very brown. Disgusting.For some reason I start taking video of my daughter with my phone in the water. There's some vertigo and I feel like I may drown.

After a lot of struggle I manage to get back on shore. I spot an area where the water is clear and blue with white sand and palm trees. We decide that's a better spot and swim out into it. I see some smaller kids playing on some structure in shallow water. My son is among them and he is smiling at me. I tell him 'Hi' as I pass by. I come to a rock formation and climb up it. After closer inspection, I notice all of this is a man made pool that looks like beach and ocean. I look around and think maybe we are in some part of inland bay area. I pull my phone out to check the GPS. Google Maps confirms my suspicion and I use a type of Street View function to teleport to a road that leads to the actual beach.

As we walk, I notice the streets are full of water. I question how there can be any flooding and look up at the sky. There are very dark storm clouds coming inland. As I look out toward the sea, I see a terrible storm approaching with many tornadoes on the water. I shout, "Hurricane!" at my daughters and try to get them to run with me. My younger daughter is too scared and hides in a rack of clothing like in a department store.

I think it was the tornadoes or maybe the clothes rack on the sidewalk, but I realize this must be a dream. I still feel the need to get everyone out of the area but I feel like I can't move and my daughter still won't cooperate. I hear a woman's voice over an intercom saying some warning about the Hurricane. I feel a need to escape and have a moment where the dream fades to black. I calm myself and focus on the dream to avoid the void.

I look at Google Maps again and see several red dots that I think must represent my wife and whoever else I came with. They seem to be back where I was earlier and I remember that I teleported.If I teleported here I can teleport someplace else. I still feel the need to bring everyone with me but decide I should just let them go. I have to remind myself its just a dream.

I play with Google Maps some more and zoom out and rotate. I see the area and note the general shape of the coast line to compare it with the actual waking map. I see lettering marking the names of areas but it's all in some strange form of Spanish that I cannot even try to remember (Probably just gibberish). I zoom out some more and notice the area I am on is separated by a something like a river. I find this a little confusing but let it go.

I zoom way out and let my mind wander. I find something like a small isolated continent divided into two countries. I zoom on the right side and see it's labeled Somalia. I zoom on the left side and it's labeled Burma. I decide Burma might be nice even-though I know this map is all wrong.

I am not sure on the mechanics of this mode of teleportaton so I don't try. I just focus on seeing landscapes and let my mind bring what it wants. I see some empty beach, then something like an arid, yellowish, crag with steam shooting out. It makes me think of kind of sulfuric fumarole. I don't want any part of that so I continue searching but I lose lucidity.

I find myself sitting on a cushion at a low table with three Arabic men. There is a meal before us and we begin eating while engaging in conversion. I dish myself something that looks like the end of a very large octopus tentacle. It's cooked and split partially in half like the bread at Subway. There is some red meat inside that looks like beef and I put some sort of sauce on it. As I eat I vividly notice the texture and not so much the taste; it's something like tough marshmallows. I soon wake up.

By the way, I was really close with my view of the coast line. It's not quite Charelston but it's really close. I've never been here nor do I recall ever looking it up.

Also, it's interesting that I have thought of using a method of teleporting before but never tried it. Though, the dream set me up for it this time, I think it is something I could perfect... hopefully.

#264 - SSILD - 6:08AM

I am washing our cars in the driveway with some other people. We get them soaped up but I realize the water hose isn't ready and I rush over to get the spray nozzle on. I worry that the soap will dry and be hard to wash off so I work quickly. Unfortunately the O-ring is wore out and water sprays at the connection. I spend a lot of time digging through a bag of washers and o-rings but I can't find any that are right size. Eventually, I try to force one to work but when I turn on the water I get the same effect. I notice a pile of neatly folded laundry in the grass that is getting soaked. I move then worried about ruining fresh laundry when I hits me.

Not only do I realize I am dreaming, but I remember that I was lucid a few moments ago and totally lost it.(False memory? I can't remember) I think how sometimes being too lucid makes dream control hard but it's also easy to lose lucidity. It's a fine line. (WTF was I doing before?)

My thoughts get interrupted by some Mexican music. I look up and see a traditional Mexican in a green poncho and a black sombrero sitting on the porch of the neighbors house across the street. As I watch a hologram of a another Mexican man in a white suit materializes next to my car on parked my the curb. He flickers like a hologram from Star Wars and begins to wordlessly sing something. Intrigued, I walk over to check it out but something else even more odd gets all of my attention. An African American woman in a black woolen shawl appears next to the hologram. At first she seems normal but I quickly realize she has the look of a corpse; not like a zombie but dead with a pale white face. At some point in all of this, I remember my lucid goal but I am so interested in this DC that I let it go.

I go to her and try to shake her hand but the moment I touch her, she flinches way like I had burned her. I look at her face and she now has the face or some sort of evil goat. My first thought is that she is a demon, but I am fearless. In fact, I decide to scare her. In the deepest, growling voice I can imagine, I roar, "I am a devil too!" Now, she turns to run away but I grab one of her hands with both mine. The hologram tries to stop me but his form is insubstantial and passes through me. I bite the woman's hand deeply and drink. I expect warmth, but there is no sensation.

The dream fades out as I wake up.

#263 - SSILD - 4:39AM

I woke up from a non lucid realizing I lost consciousness before getting very far in my cycles. I do a few more and immediately the cycles feel really odd. Each sense feels magnified and the others feel totally absent. There is some colored rectangles HI with mild vibes. Each sense had its own colored rectangle that vibrated. I suppose I could have DEILDed or was DEILDing but my mindset wasn't there and I found the HI to be fascinating. It's not long until I go under completely.

My wife is cutting my hair in the bathroom as I watch in the mirror. The style looks like a 90's wedge cut and she is doing a horrible job of it. It's a rather long process and at some point he begins bleaching my tips against my will.

I eventually I find my self at work. I feel self conscious about my new hair style and I wonder into the restroom to look in the mirror. My hair is so horrible that I begin to panic. Some teenage boy sees me and laughs. I run out to my workstation and find a ball cap in a drawer. I quickly put it on.

Feeling better, I remember that I was going to ask for a vacation day. I look at time and see it's 7:23AM already. I wonder where the time went. After I get a vacation form I begin to look for my supervisor. I turn around and the entire shop has become a large carpeted room. There are round, short tables and little chairs arranged to fill the room. Several preschool kids are sitting at the tables watching some cartoon on a TV and roll-away cart. Bruce is standing over the kids with crosses arms supervising like a teacher.

I realize this is too weird and slowly talk myself into become lucid. I think to nose plug but feel a little reluctant after the last time. Instead I focus on the visuals and feel of the dream. I know I am dreaming. Out of instinct I decide to announce it to the room by standing on one of the tables. I shout out, "I am dreaming!" No one seems to care. All the DC's are completely lifeless so I move on.

I can't recall my goal but realize I am holding the vacation form in my hand still. I glance at it and of course it looks all wrong. I remember that I was looking for my supervisor and decide that maybe the dream wanted me to talk to her. I resume my search.

There is a door leading out of the class room but as I approach it I get the feeling that the dream doesn't exist beyond the four walls. I ignore it and open the door there is a long dark hallway and a oddly lit snack machine to the right. I am drawn to the light but the dream fades to black. I refuse to give up and start rubbing my hands together. I say, "Oh no you don't." while focusing on my hands.

I wake up feeling like I was talking in my sleep. Did I say "oh no you don't" out loud. I look over and see my wife is still asleep. I feel the need to DJ and notice a large tablet floating in front of me. My usual DJ is gone so I use this. I tap the screen and briefly record my LD by voice. This wakes my wife up. She asks what I am doing and I tell her I was just talking in my sleep. This seems to satisfy her and she goes back to sleep. For some reason I decide to get up but when I do I realize that we were both sleeping in an extra wide bathtub full of water. I feel wet and realize that I usually keep my Galaxy Player under my pillow for my WBTB alarm. I franticly look and see my pillow is underwater. I reach in and pull out my wet GP. At first it wont turn on and I think I need to put it in some rice. After messing with it for a bit is comes on and seems fine. I wake up.