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I was at an amusement park called "Kings Dominion" with my mom dad sisters friends and a girl from my uni named Judy. I believe it may have been my birthday because they kept asking me what I wanted to do. At some point we all get separated and I'm back at the front of the park with my friend Moo. He tells me where each person is at and doing. My vision changes from location to location seeing my friends and family on these rides. I see my friends Grayson and Sam on this bouncy house thing that has water and a lot of dirt/straw. I walk around the park in the dream. I remember waiting in line for this really huge roller coaster.

I'm at some pizza place with my family and friends on a vacation. Everyone has decided what they want but I can't make up my mind. I've already ordered a pepperoni slice with no sauce on it. My mom asks me if that's really what I want. My aunt Ameigh is raving on about some combo deal of chicken alfredo pizza. I ask the person waiting on us how much the chicken alfredo is and she says that it'll be $10,000 for a big pizza and $10.99 for a medium slice. I tell her to show me the back so we can negotiate a pizza deal. I jump behind the bar and follow her back to this massive warehouse full of uncooked pizzas with a bunch of people there. I'm looking around and I'm seeing people licking and touching on all of the pizzas which was disgusting. She walks me back towards the bar where I see an chicken alfredo pizza on the ground which she says is mine. I look at it and it has some sort of sex toy and other liquids on the pizza which makes me decide I won't accept the pizza. It was so bizarre and surprising.

From the pizza place we travel very close to a beach. My aunt Heather is there with her family and there's a bunch of random strangers I don't recognize. There's particularly a bunch of kids around the age of 10-15 with us on this vacation. We're playing in the ocean, jumping through waves. I keep trying to tell my friend Moo the story about the pizza place but he kept interrupting me. At some point fireworks are shooting off in the distance and everyone's focusing on that. Out in the distance of the ocean is a boat that's playing James Taylor. Everyone was sitting down watching fireworks but once they heard the music they get up and start to dance. I remember thinking it was crazy how these kids are getting up and dancing to someone as old as James Taylor but it was nice, I was dancing too.

Morning of October 31, 2017. Tuesday.



The dream state induction symbolism here is water flowing in (most common). The waking transition symbolism here is water lowering over time and “return flight” waking symbolism (most common; over twenty percent of regular dreams and about ninety percent of all dreams). Dream state induction symbolism and waking transition symbolism are inherent to the dream state itself based on the real-time dynamics of going to sleep, being unconscious, and waking, and is unrelated to real life or the inventive untruthfulness of “interpretation”. These forms of induction and waking transition factors have occurred at least once per day for over fifty years. The water induction and reduction is biologically based on the glymphatic system and the flight-related symbolism is based on the reticular activating system (RAS) and inner ear dynamics during sleep (especially as a factor relating to the fictitious dream body as being upright while the real physical body is lying down, which is what causes most falling dreams and is unrelated to the deception of “interpretation” or cruelly fabricated “meaning” to negate someone’s livelihood under the oppression of disinformation - in fact, if you watch a baby sleeping and a noise occurs in some cases when they are in the dream state or when air blows on them, especially their face, they will throw up their arms and automatically briefly maintain a falling position - not to mention the common term “falling asleep” - how could people miss this?).

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Stepping into a beach scene in late afternoon (a very common lucid entry simply because I like the beauty of the ocean and the liminal space of the beach, which symbolizes the state between dreaming and waking), a young version of Zsuzsanna in black lingerie approaches on a black horse. The essence of beauty increases and is appreciated. Zsuzsanna is with me in an extended love-making scene. My lucidity decreases to semi-lucidity though my conscious self identity remains intact. Sexuality symbolizes…wait for it…sexuality (oh snap), at least in lucid and semi-lucid dreams, because, well, that is what I unconsciously will via conscious self identity (it is not rocket science).

Over time, after indulging in sensuality for seemingly a long time, the usual water lowering event as a waking precursor “timer” (common since around age four) commences. (Among other analogies, this directly represents the tidal analogy of the glymphatic system.)

We have somehow teleported, while on our sides, to a field of knee-high grass adjacent to the beach we had just been on. In the distance, I see a red combine harvester approaching, but not that close to our location. “Oh-oh,” I say, but with somewhat of a comedic mocking of the semi-lucid dream content.

A change occurs where some of the ocean water nearest the beach is topped with ice. I see what I think is a helicopter and I assume it is the flight symbolism (end marker) out of my dream. Instead, my dream does not decay but transitions to being slightly more vivid again. “It’s a snowmocopter,” I say, noticing that it is actually a snowmobile (though was a helicopter that changed into the snowmobile).

I sit down on the snowmobile and do some sort of kick start maneuver with my left foot as if I was on a motorcycle. As I am doing this, the preconscious (as an unfamiliar young male) sneaks up from behind me. Some sort of strange teleportation occurs again, and I am standing and watching the preconscious on the snowmobile (as I am standing on the left of the snowmobile), and he is now trying to start it. “Well, that thing ain’t gonna fly,” I say, as he looks amused, as I laugh myself awake.

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Date of Dream: SAT 21 OCT - 2017



Dream No. 216 - Separated Sections

Dream 216 A - No Lunch For The Wicked
I can't remember the entirety of this dream. From where I can remember, I was back in year 12 2016. I was somewhere on a camp with the year level group, although it looked like no ideal school camp destination. I was off somewhere doing something and when I came back, I found out that lunch was finished being served. There was one plate still on the serving bench and as I was about to take it, three girls claimed it as their own. Apparently it was a second serving for ES, DK and CV. I claimed that I didn't have any lunch but the guy denies and says this food is for the girls. I go off in disappointment to an undercover parking lot. I can't remember the rest of the dream.

Dream 216 B - The Burning House
Throughout the entirety of the dream, it was night time. First, I was on a flat rooftop of some house when I felt this strange energy about. Believe it or not... God was speaking to me. The youthful sounding voice is telling me that he is putting the world to end soon. He told me how he was going to do it. First of all, he would give me three red beacons. Then I see a holographic hand come out from the wall of the night sky and indeed it gives me three red brooch-like beacons. He then told me to pin them up on the giant cloth which was hanging on the washing line.

Once I pinned the beacons, he then told me that he would set all the buildings in the area on fire. He then said that the third stage would be where all these white lights appear and then his work would be done. Then he goes to me, “and by the way... What happened in 2012? How did all the people think the world was ending then?”. I told him all the scientists thought that the planets were going to collide into each other.

There was now no presence anymore and so I got off the rooftop and onto the ground. I look up at the roof and there are two chimneys that have appeared and they start spitting massive flames out of them. In a crystal clear voice, I shout, “Dreamy WB help!” and then after a slight pause, “Stop the house from burning down, quickly!”. She came immediately. I saw her, approaching the left chimney and when she touched it, the flames stopped shooting. She then walked over to the second chimney and did the same thing.

She then hopped off the roof and joined me on the ground with now nothing but the crickets going off in the background. I examined her and I was shocked to see her with white skin, having a Caucasian resemblance. I thought there was nothing else to do but then she told me to follow her inside the house.

When we got in the house, her skin was a tad less white. We were now standing around the kitchen with other members of my family as well. As everyone was getting ready for bed, I look at my watch and I say to Dreamy WB, “It's 11:30, I bought cheesecake for our breakfast”. Everyone elses' body-clock was set to 11:30 PM but ours were at 11:30 AM. I quickly examined Dreamy WB and her skin became a tone darker again. She then said something to me but I forgot what it was.

I realised our body-clocks were wrong and I told her. I said I was going to adjust them but she said that we could stay awake while everyone else went to sleep. Still, I insisted on fixing our body-clocks and I made it clear to her. I turned around to look towards the kitchen bench and closed my eyes. I spread my arms out and tried to “feel” for an 11:30 position. Then I started swinging my arms backward like a clock until I felt it hit 11:30 again. I realised I only fixed my body-clock and so now it was time to go back and do Dreamy WB's. In exactly the same way, I felt for the 11:30 position and wound back 12 hours.

I had opened my eyes and now Dreamy WB looked tired. Her skin was also now fully brown and so was back to her full African identity. She came up to me and started stroking me while also keeping me locked in a hug. She said she and I would go to sleep soon. The dream then ended.

Dream 216 C - Beach Terror
I don't remember all of this dream. I was going with my mum and brother to Geelong for something and we decided to stop at this inner beach area. When we got there, the style of the dream had changed quite a bit. It was now like this animated map on an RTS game and it had shown animations of Mario characters on it. I don't know what they were doing but the Mario characters were becoming very violent. I do clearly remember Luigi and Wario facing off against each other.

For the next part of the dream, I was at this unknown place. I wanted to see what my brother and his friend RK were doing but NB had told me to get out of the place. I looked from a distance and noticed that they were doing something with balloons, silly string, foil and other party supplies. Apparently all the equipment had harmful chemicals in it. That's all I can remember for this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

Date of Dream: FRI 20 OCT - 2017



Dream No. 215 - Separated Sections

Dream 215 A - Which Way To The Vet
I don't remember what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, my mum and my brother were planning to take the cat to the vet. Originally, they were going to go on their own but then I insisted coming with them. They complained at the start but after a while, they eventually accepted my presence. In the dream, we were all walking to the vet, with my brother carrying the cat in her cage. We were on the main road but then for some reason, we decided to take a detour and ended up on this random empty beach which looked grey and cold weatherwise.

I realised that we were now all lost. I told mum and NB to stay on the sand while I took a step closer to the calm water. Even though my mum was standing right behind me, I loudly called for Dreamy WB. I quickly looked back at my mum and I'm surprised she didn't give an extremely negative reaction... It was just a look of slight shock, like “what are you doing?”. As usual, there wasn't any response the first time around. Now I'm looking out to the far horizon while really declaring that call for Dreamy WB.

I end up sitting down, putting my feet to the waves and whispering, “please let me know you're here... Come and give me a sign”. Just then, this massive wave comes for me and washes over me, crashing into me and knocking me down onto the sand. When I sit back up, I all of a sudden finally know where the vet is and I tell mum and NB to follow me. I don't remember what happened after we left the beach.

Dream 215 B - Grumpy Verandah Man
I can only remember some fragments of this dream. What I do know is that the entire dream took place at my old house. My brother had some electronic product with him, something related to a mobile phone, that he wanted my dad to look at. My dad wasn't in the house and so my brother went to look for him... He ended up being on the back verandah. My dad wasn't the least bit interested when my brother showed him. Rather, my dad fobbed him off straight away and was just automatically giving NB criticisms about his product.

It wasn't long before my brother went back inside and told me and mum what happened... Mum said she would go out and talk to dad. As she was doing that, I went to my bedroom, which connected to the verandah, so I could hear what was going on. My mum really raised her voice at my dad, scalding him for being “rude” to my brother. Something told me that my dad was in such a bad mood that he could eventually come for me, so I decided to prepare early for my defences. I said to myself, “I have to find Dreamy WB before my dad can attack me”.

I was rummaging through and on top of my bed when I eventually found my phone. I would open my phone when I wanted to activate her but since no one was hurting me, I kept the phone closed for the time being. I can't remember what happened next in the dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

Date of Dream: WED 4 OCT - 2017
Nap Time Range: 4:50 PM - 5:40 PM



Dream No. N206 - Alternate Dimension And Pizza

I don't remember what happened at the start of the dream. From where I do remember, I was at my old house but forgot what I was specifically doing. Apparently I was shopping at Fountain Gate shopping centre before the dream started. Also, I don't live at the same address as in real life; it's somewhere unknown and completely different.

I was with a few other people and told them about this new dimension that I could go to which would allow me to be close to WB without her knowing. I then invited them to actually come with me; apparently WB herself was also in that group. I ended up showing them all my house near the beach which was a small wooden cottage. There was a lake nearby surrounded by cement pavement where some Home and Away events were taking place... It was actually the real Home and Away cast doing this.

The dream scene then shifted to me being back at my old house again. I was eating some of my mum's home-made pizza which tasted better in the dream than in real life. I then woke up due to the phone ringing.



Dream Trophies Achieved:
- None

So, I got three dreams and to make it simple I'm just going to write them all at once. None of them was lucid. Btw I'm writing all my dreams to my own notebook too and because it's my main DJ I might not write here at all if I don't feel like doing so. But here are my dreams from last night:

#1 This dream was pretty short. I remember my crush being there. He smiled weirdly and was trying to get me date him even thought he didn't really like me. I knew that but apparently I still fell for him...The dream ended.

#2 At first I was hanging around with some girl. I didn't know her IRL. We were at the beach and there were some random red stairs so we were hanging there. Then my companion changed to my family and relatives and we went to some house. It was round and off the ground (it had pillars). It wasn't that big and I think it was red too. The house was haunted and had quite disgusting history. Also it was swinging like a boat for some reason. Some of the walls were unstable. There was propably some secret room. I felt sick and was afraid some ghost would show up. Others had no problem with the house and seemed happy. I went outside. I puked. It was very weird but not as bad as IRL. The dream ended.

#3 Another haunted house dream. This time the house was more big. It looked gray. The dream begann already inside it, I think. There were people I know IRL including my sister. Most of the people were girls and younger than me, but there was one boy who was the same age as me. Some went to a room that seemed scarier than the other rooms. Or atleast I felt like it was scarier. They got stuck for a while and the boy went to save them. I just ate salad that someone found. There were plastic forks. Weird . The dream ended.

I also remember having a fourth dream, but I only remember that I was in school in it, so it doesn't count imo.

Date of Dream: THU 4 MAY - 2017



Dream No. 106 - Separated Sections

Dream 106 A - An Unreachable Seminar
It was Monday the 14th of February in Katrina's accounting class and she mentioned that we wouldn't be having class on Tuesday the 15th of February because we were going on some kind of excursion. It then skipped to Tuesday and we arrived at the building that this seminar was going to be in. The accounting coordinator, named John in the dream (his name isn't John in real life and his appearance in the dream was also altered) said that we all had to take the lift to the 12th floor. As always, I was scared of taking the lift and so I hesitantly approached John to tell him. Grumpy John followed after me while I tried to find stairs.

I eventually did find stairs but they only went up to six floors and then it was a dead end. At the top, he grouched at me that we would have to take the lift but I wasn't having any of it. Once we got to the bottom floor again, I said to myself, “Nope, I'm going home”. Just then, my mum appeared and said we could go to the shops. The dream scene then skipped to these shops which looked like a good shopping centre but it was really just one, long, bendy corridor. That's all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 106 B - The Dock Of Fort Beach
I forgot what I was exactly doing at the start but I do remember these to baby boys, one with hair and one without. My dad would give me one baby to carry but the baby would appear extremely heavy and I'd start to drop him. The dream would always make me lower the babies to the ground and unintentionally hurt them. As I'd then give one baby away, my dad would always offer me the other one and the process would repeat itself. I eventually told my dad that I had enough and so he stopped giving me babies.

I then found myself walking along a wide version of Canals in Venice. I was on the skinny path side next to the tall buildings while my brother was on the open side which on-looked to distant scenery. He then asked why I was on this particular side and I told him it was so I didn't have to cross later on. He then had to find somewhere to cross over himself... He eventually found a skinny metal bar across the river which he crossed over.

We then ended up this place called The Dock of Fort Beach which actually wasn't an open coast, it was more like a contained which I remember calling the “basin”. One end of of the so called basin had steep cliffs on each side and as you went further to the other end, the terrain would become more even. My whole family was at that place, including RC (and no, her full name is not "Reality Check"). I wanted to try and “fly” up to the top of the cliff from the lower end of the basin... So I would flap my arms and each time I did that, I would get slightly higher (just how Kirby moves in Super Smash Bros) but I would never be able to get high enough to land on the cliff. I tried again a few times before I gave up.

I then said to my parents that I was going to “go to sleep for a few minutes” but what I was really insinuating is that I was going to see Dreamy WB for help but I didn't want to say that to my parents. Then I actually shut my eyes and it was just like I was having a light sleep in real life. Although I couldn't see Dreamy WB, my mind was still visualising her (like in real life when you think about things). The basin had no water around but I felt these waves coming over me like I was at an open coast. Each time I knew one was about to come, I'd take a breath in and hold it until the wave went back down. Eventually, a wave went up and completely covered me and that's when I woke up to find myself still in the basin dream scene.

The cliff now appeared lower to me and more accessible. I tried the same flying move and this time, decided to go slightly higher than the cliff top to ensure I wasn't “cheating”. When I was on top of the cliff, my dad was so amazed that he wanted to take a photo of me. I was worried when sitting in my pose that I was going to fall off the cliff but I didn't. He then took the picture and showed it to me... But the preview on the camera wasn't me, it was replaced with an animated lion's face, like something from the movie Madagascar. I then really woke up.



There is much more to the "sleep scene" and the effect of the environment afterwards than recounted here. I do have some thoughts to share on it... So stay tuned for my first "Behind The Scenes" Journal!

WBTB

I become lucid, but decide to go along with the plot. We are running from an enemy who we have threatened with an atom bomb, but I am having difficulties summoning one. Soon they will realise our lie, and take us hostage. I try, but I CAN'T! The enemy knocks on the door... I take emergency action holding a female DC, and teleport to a beach...

Morning of February 7, 2017. Tuesday.



I become intensely aware and feel cheerful, though I am not lucid, during what seems to be the last stages of someone leaving an area that he had been caught trespassing in late at night. I am not regarded by any of the characters in this situation even though I am fully physically present. The owner of the land remains at the rear of a guard’s large building, giving warnings to the other male who had trespassed. This other male however, is now with a guard at the front of the building. I watch him and the guard through the window from outside (on the left side of the building when looking at the front). Each time that the owner of the property shouts something at the trespassing male, the trespassing male then “interprets” and relays to the guard (on his left and not close enough to the window to hear the owner) what the other male had supposedly said.

The property owner loudly informs the other male that a helicopter will be coming with people to arrest him. He will also be fined a large sum of money; at least a thousand dollars. He gives a number of minor details. This results in the guard being told (by the trespassing male) that a helicopter will be coming to take the trespasser to his home and that someone will bring money to give him (rather than him being fined). Everything the property owner shouts is changed by the other male to become a beneficial event for him. The guard does not realize this at all and writes down the instructions on a notepad. Even though the situation is hilarious, I am only mildly amused.

I turn around to see an amazingly beautiful beach and nighttime scene. I walk towards it, thinking that I might take a helicopter from an island not that far from shore (which I may be able to walk to because of sandbars). I notice an orange beacon in the center of the island. There also appears to be a park shelter or some sort of small utility building on each corner of the island.

Still, once I am on the beach itself, my perception and clarity becomes extreme. The scene is so beautiful and blissful, I become distracted and forget that I had been thinking about getting on a helicopter or going to the small island.

I notice two sandbars just off the beach. I go to the closest one and roll around and slide with the incoming waves in the wonderful cool water and white sand. Two other people, an unknown male and female, are also enjoying themselves. I first think that they may be playing with some sort of sea creature such as a dolphin or octopus, but this is not the case. As I walk past them, I am somewhat annoyed. I would like to enjoy the beach more without strangers around.

I see a large park shelter. There are three pairs of picnic tables, each pair touching end to end and the ends perpendicular to the front opening of the shelter. Two couples sit at opposite sides of the building. I walk in from the right side, having enjoyed being barefoot in the cool water and sand, but I soon notice a lot of crumpled empty packages from vending machine products and other rubbish strewn on the floor. There is a puddle and it looks like someone had even peed near one wall.

I decide not to go fully into the park shelter and absentmindedly say aloud, “this is a real pee place”. The other male in the water looks up and asks me what I said. “It’s a pist-place!” I say.

“You can’t expect people not to take their stuff out to enjoy nature,” says the male (which also seems to mean that he thinks it is okay to throw trash everywhere as well as put various recreational junk on an otherwise isolated pristine beach). As he says this, I notice an equidistant series of small yellow cube-shaped plastic boxes across the front of the park shelter (which I am certain were not there moments earlier), each overflowing with various items. Some of the items are for sports and recreation on the beach.

“I prefer water, sand, and rocks to this junk,” I say. I start to become really annoyed and kick an oversized green Monopoly house (about the size of a football) from the top of the contents of one of the boxes as it flies at the other male, almost hitting his head. I kick a couple of the small storage boxes, also missing him. I then decide to kick him directly in the head with my right foot.

Just as I somehow lift my foot high enough to kick his head, I wake up with my right leg thrashing out like a real kick (while on my left side). (Thankfully, I did not kick anyone or anything in reality.)

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• A beach in a dream is liminal space autosymbolism, a typically heightened stage between sleeping and waking, similar to bridges, parking lots, and porches, all of which represent a liminal link between the dream self and conscious self identity during the dreaming and waking process. I usually become much more aware in liminal space (especially as it links directly to the waking transition and emergent consciousness factor). In this case, I was only one step down from ordinary lucidity and at the highest level of (non-lucid) liminal dream state awareness, with full-body awareness.
• The first situation in my dream is some sort of comedic transmuted “return flight” precursor where another male takes on my dream self’s role. (I never actually see a helicopter and my dream is altered into a sustained increased awareness rather than ending here as it should which is likely why the waking prompt was more extreme than usual.) From here, I deliberately sustain my dream without lucidity and even the personified preconscious element shifts to another scene (not that common). Water and its dynamics symbolizes sleep in real time, which is how I am able to additionally sustain my dream by focusing on the beauty of the beach and ocean (known as reinduction). The fact it is nighttime is a circadian rhythms factor of the deeper unconscious (which delays the emergent consciousness factor).
• A waking prompt is a biological necessity, typically brought on by the dream self or something else falling, flying, collapsing, rising, and so on. In this case, my hypnic jerk actually seemed changed into a semi-conscious act, as if I knew I had to do this to fully wake (and as usual, the personified preconscious was the focus of instigation).

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19 Jan

As me and this guy are leaving, he constantly worries about there being sharks in the ocean. I try to calm him down, looking for logical explanation why there may not be as many sharks as he expects. We have to slide down a platform to exit the building, however, it is covered with blood and also quite slippery. I take forever to get down without falling.

We are close to the exit, ocean shore nearby, as I can see that the sharks we were trying to avoid are actually dragons. I quite clearly see a number of dragons in the surrounding wood areas and know we have to stay as far away as possible. We choose a rather painful way to do so, hiding and moving in a part of the shelf which stretches to accommodate us. I inspect the shore for dragons but see special trees (3 of them) instead (with faces and talking, like in lord of the rings). I carefully approach one, expressing my admiration, he speaks and says he likes me too. I ask for guidance for our group and he recommends us to go speak to Captain Morgan, who is a nearby pirate woman . I try to catch her attention and ask her to help us on our mission, though I am not so sure what we were supposed to accomplish.

I've been rather busy, and I actually forgot to get online yesterday until I was already laying in bed and there was no way I was getting out of it. D: I'm heading to bed soon, but I have to get home first. Still on campus right now. Lot of homework already.

Dream 1 (Technically Lucid): On Monday, I took a brief nap while sitting up on a chair in the library. I only remember a few fragments of my dream from that: I was at the beach, then I was at Costco, and then my notes say "loved, romanced" but I do not remember that.

I was lucid for only a split second when the dream first began, and then it faded into a regular dream. I was only asleep for maybe 5 minutes or so. Does that still count? I think I started to try and figure draw but then I lost lucidity. At any rate, if this doesn't count as a WILD, please let me know and I'll take out the points accordingly.

Unfortunately, I did not remember any dreams from that night's sleep. I was so tired!

Tuesday:
Dream (Full Not Quite Lucid) 1: I was walking around in a place that looked similar to my university's library. For some reason, I thought in my illogical dream state that it would be cool if everyone around me became a zombie. Then I realized that I didn't actually want it to happen. And then the dream faded. .____. This is because I woke up IRL to the sound of my roommate yelling "Escape this garbage!" I freaked out, but then I realized he was just sleep-talking. Or at least I think he was. Anyway, scared the crap out of me.

Dream 2 (Fragment): There was this cool tunnel structure with tiny little sugar guys living in it. As in, creatures made out of sugar or candy. They converted some piece of their dwelling into a hot tub, and relaxed in it. I think that this dream was influenced by this cute teacup dragon illustration I saw shortly before bed when I was browsing some of my favorite art blogs. ^_^

Finally had good conditions to WILD.

Took a nap in the afternoon, so went to bed later.
Last night bed 11:30pm - 2:30am
2:30 am - 2x300 Alpha GPC
2:30am - 3:30 am one more hour of sleep for 4 hrs total
3:30 - 4am - WBTB
3:50 - 2x4 galantamine
4am sofa

Estimated length - 45-60 min

5 am still heard the chime on my watch, after I already turned to both sides than back to my back and finally fell asleep shortly after when I felt first signs of falling asleep.

Woke up 6:27, after last part of the dream was already non-lucid - FA of me writing down my TOTM.

Preparation:
(I wanted to do the opening of a forgotten christmas present, massage, tell pencil to draw. I realized I have not used a pencil in a long time, so before bed I was visualizing how I will pull out a pencil from my back pocket and I thought about if it will be regular one or a mechanical one. I also visualized pulling out my box cutter, cutting the tape on a present and opening it. And how I will open my door and there will be Pandora.)

LUCIDS:

1.
As soon as I realized I'm asleep, I got up and went to my front door, as I visualized it before bed. Opened it but there was nothing. So I went to the window to get out that way.

I flew to the neighbors window and I felt naughty, because I knew it's at night, he is asleep and I will be intruding. I looked in both of his beds which looked like someone slept in them recently, but they were empty. I looked again, and there he was, under a sheet, on his back. I giggled and went down on him. I wish there was a nice way to describe this in detail, but there isn't, so this is all I can say. I was wondering if he will notice and wake up. Another girl joined us. I was like "I didn't need help, but ok."

2.
I'm standing on a street, looking around what to do. There is an area to my left with lots of people, between some trashcans. They are watching something going on and I know I was part of it before. Not as a spectator, but as a performer. From my previous dream you can guess what it was about.

I remember I wanted to do some of the Beginner tasks just for fun. So I kneel down and my hands touch beech sand. It's so soft, like the softest flour, cool to the touch because it's nighttime. I play with it, take it in my hands and let it run through my fingers. I smooth it with my hand and watch the pattern my hands make. (It's so simple but very cool detail and I will do this from now on often.) I decide to look for some seashells and I find a huge mollusk with some seaweed, but it opens and I can tell it's dead. I wonder how come It doesn't smell.

3.
Throughout the whole even, at least 3 times I realized that I can't see well. I brought my hands in front of me and forced myself to see them. They were slowly appearing in better detail, until I was satisfied and moved on.

Somewhere in the middle I realized this is quite a long dream and it's nice and stable, almost no fadeouts, only dream scene changes. I was not worried about it ending or me waking up at all.

4.
I remembered the "Tell pencil to draw something" TOTM.
I sat at a desk, pulled out a pencil from my back pocket (just as I visualized before bed. It was logical, because I carry a pen there at work, but have not seen a pencil in a long time.)

I looked at it as I pulled it out. It was a regular pencil, with forest green shaft, white band at the top and black top. No eraser. I put it down and say "draw something". I look at the desk and there are some marks as if someone draw with an eraser. That's not good, so I ask it again. I lose the scene here.

I end up at the similar table again after something else, pull the pencil out again and this time it's shorter, as if it was drawing a lot in the meantime. Some female is sitting opposite of me and we are talking and watching the pencil. I ask it to draw. It does some calligraphy ribbon on the desk itself, but it doesn't look like a drawing. I look at it and when I look back, surprise! There is a beautiful, technical drawing, like from a blue print, of an airport. 2 runways, 2 passenger buildings with boarding attachments and some perimeter buildings. It's clean, no shading or anything else. Only blueprint, except it's on white paper and with the lead tip.

I pick up the pencil to examine it. I want to read what kind of pencil it is, the manufacturer and anything you can usually see on a pencil.

There is a lot of writing on it, lot more than it should fit. There is something in faded golden letters on every side of this many sided pencil. Left and right side of lettering is faded, the middle is more readable. I look at the lead and it's loose, ready to fall out. Great details.

4.
I am hover flying over the street. I am sooo happy about this. The feeling is incredibly good.

I want to turn but realize I have low control. I decide that it's my dream and I can do whatever I want. So I slow down in nice and controlled way, turn around and fly where I wanted to.


5.
Hrm, the inevitable sex. With others, by myself, came to happy ending 2 or 3 times.

6. FA
I'm at my moms. I rush to the desk ans start writing down my dreams. I draw the airport picture too. If I didn't, I would have not remembered how it looked after I woke up for real.

My brother is in some radio program and so am I. I'm some "performer" and the tell me they will need me to do it now, and also say some commercial. I tell them no way, I'm writing this down first, nobody talk to me till I'm done.

I retreat to my room to continue. My mom barges in telling me stuff, and I yell at her to not talk to me. My dad comes in with vacuum turned on, I yell at him too. Mom tells me through the door that they are leaving to some fun place and to go with them. I don't even reply. I don't want to lose the memory of my dreams.

THANK YOU! I LOVE my higher self, my subC and my mind. My partners and friends. : D

On holiday, a man has been trying to do something that makes me feel trapped. He has a longcoat even though it is summer time. Is he a detective? idk some kind of official maybe.
So sitting at a table with him in a large cafeteria with glass doors opening onto a grassed area, bathed in sun.
I pull out a large knife as big as a machete, and plunge it into his neck. Strange orangey blood starts to pool as I push it further in. Fairly sure he is dead., I exit. Escaping from the resort my main feeling is sadness that I did not get a chance to spend time there, on the beach or anything LOL It is now early evening an the sun is setting.

In a classroom, large teenagers are sitting in with my class, the older kids are getting the younger ones to misbehave. They are chewing gum and making noises in class. I'm really annoyed with them.
Finally I look down at the work we are supposed to be doing, it is in latin! and I cannot even understand it.
I tell them to make sure to do their sentences properly with capital letters and full stops.

Non-lucid – Notes – lucid – Interpretation

“Imprinting a tiger”

In the dusk I find myself walking into a garden. Et is elongated and narrow and towards the end there is a house. I look to my right into the hedge. At the grass I see a female duck and below her chest a small duckling that soon meets my eye. As we lock our eyes together the duckling starts a trip out into the uncut grass towards where I am now sat down. Behind it follows it’s mother, trying to establish contact with little luck as it seems the duckling has already imprinted me as its mother.

I feel both excited and ashamed. I feel guilty for robbing the duck of the chance to bond with its off spring, but also excited and joyful of my own bonding with the creature. I look down at its little beak and let it push its body against my knees and one of my hands. Then I look up at its mother and try and stroke its chest. It lets me, but with an air of calculative anticipation and scepticism, which makes me apprehensive, if persistent.

I then look down again at the duckling. I don’t recognise the absurdity that the creature has now transformed into a miniature Tiger of maybe 10-12 cm in length and is crawling about on my right thigh. When I look up at the mother duck again to explain that I am deeply sorry that I have stolen her chance to bond with her infant.

When I look up mother duck is now wearing glasses and a pearl necklace, and quite frankly it would be impossible to describe if she looks more like a duck than a human. She explains “That is OK I had a clutch 3 months ago.” and frankly she sounds relieved.

“Travelling in trains with Liv”

Fragment:

I am standing on a lengthy and wide platform on a train station. It is morning and the lighting foretells of a sunny day, which has yet to breach the foggy clouds above and around. It seems like late spring or summer. I am standing with Liv and we are going somewhere. The conversation we are having is about finding the right train.

There is more to the dream, though I recall nothing but this fragment.

“Getting to the shore, 4 metal objects in the water”

Fragment:

I am on the water. The sun is bright and the ocean water which I am on is very bright and lightly blue. Up ahead I see a beach, a wide and almost white sandy beach. I think my Dad is there with me and he asks:

“Do you remember us being here?”

I look up towards the right and in the distance gaze upon a little island around 50-100 metres from the shore. As the foliage behind the beach the island is covered in lustrous trees and other greenery. I remember this place, I have indeed been here before.

(In writing this I recall a dream of way back, perhaps detailed somewhere within this journal. I am in Holstebro, where we throw our family reunions, and as I walk down the forest pathway that in waking life take you to the river in the dream it takes me to a cove. From this cove I rush across the open water to an Island, which is the one I see in this dream.)

I jump out in to the water and submerge myself. Light penetrates the surface and everything looks very bright, if blurry beneath. I loose four metal objects I have in my pocket and for a moment worry if I still have my phone in my pocket. I check that it is empty and then sweep the sand below and pull up the objects, where one of them is a key. Then I head for the beach.

End of dream/recall

Last night bed around 9pm coz early shift. I switched to sofa for better recall at 11 pm.

DR:
I'm on a shore of an ocean. Can't see the water well, because it's at night. Standing on some walkway few feet above the sand, looking down. Me and others from my group of safety guards/lifeguards are looking for some coins/tokens and other things that someone left in many places on the beach. They have some significance. I open my hand and show others what we are looking for. I see some coins on the sand but when I zoom my vision in, it's just an american quarter. I find this a productive task.

Change of scenery
I'm walking on a sidewalk with a chainlink fence on my left side that has branches of a bush growing on it. I spot a huge tank on the grassy lawn behind the fence. I quickly duck, but it's too late. They saw me and a skinny, long cannon on this rust-red, 2 story high tank which is long and wide as 4 normal tanks, starts turning towards me. It looks like a tank from star wars.

I stay hunched over and I ran alongside this fence. I stop in the middle, where I see another military vehicle, that is like made of some see-through plastic. Somebody catches up with me and in effort to see over the fence, he kinda pulls it down a bit. I fall down on my back because the enemy saw me and eagle like tallons couple of feet long are grabbing at my legs. Someone either lobbs a granade at it or something similar, but I'm able to pull away.