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Weirdo
I'm walking somewhere, I think around a train station. I'm together with my girlfriend. Next to us is a white guy. From the opposite direction a bald white guy is approaching. About my height, but much more muscled. As he walks by he strokes my girlfriend's chin. We are both surprised by what he does. I run after him and do the same to him. He punches me, though not that hard. I run back to my girlfriend. Maybe that'll get him to think about his actions. We were talking to the white guy that is walking next to us. I think it was about our future plans. At the end of the dream we're near a bus stop.

Subway
I'm riding a subway together with my cousin. It doesn't feel very familar, as if we're riding a subway in a different city. I'm not too confident about the route, so I look at the map quite a bit. We have to transit somewhere. Because I'm not familiar I consider going all the way to the end point and transferring there, which is relatively easy. There's a white guy who is riding the subway without having paid. The conductor caught him and to get out of it he has to go to the front to do the dishes. When the conductor gets back he accuses him of not having done the dishes. I tell the conductor that he did. I heard the water running. The conductor continues for a while and I tell him to just go check if he did the dishes before he hands out a fine. I decide to transfer at this station, so I say bye to the guy and wish him good luck.

My cousin and I are at the top of the stairs when he starts feeling around his pockets. He thinks he forgot his bankcard. For some reason I picture a very specific bank. He goes back into the subway and the guy we were talking to throws him his wallet. My cousin makes a joke about not having taken anything from his wallet. My cousin can't exit in time anymore, the doors close.

3.14.16

Last night bed around 11pm or later.

DR 1 - Bus - remembered at 5:37 am

I'm on a bus with lots of kids. Something happens to the driver and I take over. But there are no breaks. I drive for a long time, winding roads, greenery. Lots of people. I yell out to them to call the cops, call 911, we have no breaks and need help. But they ignore us, don't believe or just act as they didn't hear me.

After a long time we are approaching some old church. I aim it as some wall in hopes it will stop us without hurting anybody. Big door with sign something like "prayer room, or praying in progress" is on the large wooden door straight ahead so I turn the wheel left into a wall where there were no people. I get out of the bus, get on my knees and kiss the cobble stone floor thanking god, while thinking wtha heck am I doing.

Later I'm talking to a nun. She is thanking me for saving everybody but I don't want to make a bid deal about it.

DR 2 - Work - upon waking up around 8am
Long dream being at work. I'm with few others in a break room. Someone opens the door and there is a crowd of people. I'm like why the hell are they waiting outside of the break room. I'm telling someone that if he opens the door and let's them in, he will have to take care of them.

On the salesfloor - there is a bunch of spaghetti sauce jars and some really large ones, size of a bucket are sitting on top of it all, slanted, ready to slide down. I'm about to go tell someone when I decide to take a picture of it first.

As I'm leaving, a dude gets on a forklift that looks like tractor and starts driving it around, bumping into shelves and pushing them out of way. I barely jump away twice and I'm yelling at him to stop. I'm thinking he is an employee bacause of his badge, but when he gets off and walks away casually, I realize it was a customer and I wanna arrest him.

I see my wallet on the cash register and it has all the cards missing. There is some kind of a safety person right there so I tell her, fill out the report, then i find an envelope with all my missing cards. Someone returned them.

I was preparing for a school trip. Suddenly I woke up in the bus, my teacher was sitting in the front part of bus, directly in front of me. There was a weird string going from doors of bus. I grabbed it and pulled. It was really long, and placed firmly in the doors.

Suddenly I woke up again. I was lying on two seats. There were two girls sitting in row in front of me. I looked around and wondered how I changed my position. One of the girls looked at me, she had curly brown hair and green eyes. I tried to lie down some more, but others regulated backs oh their seats that they almost crushed me. The bus stopped and we had a chance to visit a mall. I tried to put on my shoes, but I already had some on. I entered one of the sections of mall. There were loads of junk food on shelves. I went straight to checkout assistant and asked if there's a toilet nearby. I took the door that was nearby and ended up in a hospital hallway. I moved to doctors office and went back to the streets.

I could see the bus from afar. I went towards it, but someone caught my arm and stopped me. It was a man with short, black hair. He had beard and moustache, and he was wearing industrial era worker clothes. He retired to so me, but I moved on. He drove a bike after me, and when he got close, he left it and charged at me. I jumped and dodged, trying to counter his attacks. I was a bit scared and all sweaty. He took a broad, gladius like dagger and tried to slash me. I felt adrenaline rush, but my mind was still calm. I thought "He should throw that knife at me, and I should catch it.". He did as I thought - thrown his weapon. I caught it and stabbed him in the heart. Then I moved back to bus.

I got teleported away and had to play a game in which I chose spot and DC bird flies towards it. My goal was to kill a snake that hypnotized whole city and was ruling it. I failed and the game changed into nor sure scrolling adventure than a strategy. It was really similar to Captain Claw game.

Went to bed around 9.30pm and set alarm for wbtb at 3.30am
Woke a few times and recorded dream and sat up for 1 hour wbtb from 3-4am

Laid back down at about 4.15am with Mantra ' I am dreaming ' as well as confirming with myself I am always able to leave my body easily and to enter the dream world is my greatest passion ✨✨✨

Yay this morning in Lucid Remembered Totm ' Ask a dream character what their favourite dream is/was'

Have been lying on my back and got to very clear space where my body felt asleep with mind vast as space - got to blissful places and vibration stages but slipped into clear and vivid NL at some point...turned onto my side at 5.45am. Went in and out of dreamlets for a bit then found myself in the dark/vastness of my consciousness suddenly aware what to do to get myself into the dream ( instead of just lying there and enjoying it as I often do) I start moving my dream body this way and that ...kind of like flipping over and Turing etc - hard to explain what I was doing - at the same time I am focusing on a prayer and visualisation which is of each of my family members one by one ; bringing the individual into the focus and forefront of my mind and making very strong prayers that everything in their life be bountiful/wonderful and all things good etc etc... The more I focused on this and the moving of my dream body, the clearer the feeling was that I was coming into my lucid dream - Wow , what an entrance though ... Not rehearsed but on hind site I have been thinking a bit about the power of prayer and goodness a lot recently and how it heals the mind. ...As Well as putting thought into what 'my' method of wild is 🌹


I am imagining that I am in our dark bedroom as the realisation that ' this is me conscious in my dream hits me fully - 🌠 I am Lucid - I easily slide out of/through the window and with the wonderful feeling of flight duck and dive over tree tops and flowering bushes - marvelling over the lush green gardens below me and coloured flowers also dotted about ...I land and enjoy being in this beautiful place ...
In the distance I see a bus going passed on the road which reminds me of the Totm to hop on and go for a journey to places Unknown - I don't feel like rushing out of the garden but remember then the Totm I am about to do ; a smart looking girl DC is walking firmly towards me so I ask her what her favourite dream is/was

' The happy ones' she says confidently looking me very directly in the eye
' And any specific one of those happy dreams?' I ask
' Not the unhappy ones' She says flatly
' Ok, thanks' I say and chuckle to myself🌸

I can't wait to meet her again and am deffinatelly spending more time pondering the beauty of the place and allowing myself ' time ' to ponder my place/existence within my dream - getting there 🌅🌌

First dream

I was inside a bus, my father was driving it for some reason. We were driving through a city, picking up people on the way. I was taking different seats all the time, sitting with different people. In the end there was only me and my father inside it, driving through fields with a plow plugged to the bus.

Second dream

I was in a bus (again). It was a school trip to a nuclear power plant. Everyone was arguing all the time, and I was thinking if that trip would be successful. We left the bus and had to follow a road. I recalled this place from previous dreams, and knew where we had to go. I took the lead and we went to buy some tickets. Someone asked where is our destination, I said that I'm not sure, but I knew where the lakes are. We entered a building and went high up stairs. I had troubles walking up these stairs for some reason. Everyone was arguing. (This is where voices from TV turned on nearby added up, and story changed from school trip to student and teacher arguing about a dress that she has bought). I fallen down the stairs, and went outside. My father was waiting there. I said that we have to wait, the trip might not be successful.

I was in a city. It was a sunny morning. With a girl from my class we took a bus to school, but suddenly it took a totally different way. We got out of it and saw the correct bus driving and stop nearby. In order to get to it, we had to cross the road. The traffic was terrible, and as I crossed the street I felt weaker. I almost fallen on the road, the bus got away.

Suddenly I found myself in school, inside a classroom. It was an English lesson with an old, irritating man. When it was over I decided to go outside - out seemed that school is placed inside my house. I met my maths teacher - a black haired woman in later thirties. She told me that she was wrong shouting at me week ago. Then she asked me what's another name for pharmacology specialist. I didn't knew what she was talking about, but I said a pharmacist. She said that I'm right and went away. There was something wrong about her - it wasn't the teacher but her twin. There were two the same women wandering around the school.

I entered the building. It was a twisted maze of corridors and staircases leading to classrooms. I wandered around, trying to find my class. People on the corridor wanted something from me, but I ignored them. Finally I found the right classroom and had a lesson with that irritating man again. I thought "F***!" and sat near the same girl I met in the bus.

I am on the school bus on the way to school. I realize that I am standing in the middle of the isle, slowly walking to the front of the bus. Then the bus driver yells at me, and I sit down, in the wrong seat. I laugh at my stupidity and push my finger through my hand to see if I am dreaming, but it doesn't work. I move one.
I am in my school library with my classmates. It is first hour. Rosa Parks is going to be coming to school to give a presentation. I remember thinking that she already died, but I dismiss the idea. When she comes, she is the only one standing, everyone else is sitting. I think that she should get a chair because she is so old. All of a sudden, she is sitting down.
I am back on the school bus at the end of the day. It is my stop. I walk up to the front of the bus to get off, but I realize that I forgot to bring my backpack, water bottle, and eos from my seat. I go back to my seat to get them, but they are scattered under the seat of the bus. I do an RC, but it doesn't work, so I move on.

First fragment

I was in school with some of my classmates. We were taking about something rather important, they were looking at me and I could feel that they were scared.

Second fragment

I was going out of school, trying to get into the bus stop in time. I walked up an enormous hill and saw that a bus was coming and tried to find a way down. I just jumped down to the road and run after the bus. I joined up with group of people waiting for the same bus, and we wandered streets for a while until we stopped at a bus stop.

I am partially at my church, and partially at Hogwarts. There are 4 different areas on the alter, and in each of the four different areas, there is one of each house. So, each area has all four houses in it, if that makes sense. I am then sorted into Ravenclaw, and Dumbledore(the first one) tells me something. I remember feeling very special that the headmaster decided to speak to me.
I am in my Spanish class. I walk up to a chair and sit on it. Somehow I have that memory that I was just "lost at sea" in the Spanish classroom, as though there was water underneath the chairs or something. I am joking around with my friends, saying that I liked to be "lost at sea" better than doing school work, because I didn't have to work. Me and my friend then go on our chromebooks, onto a google classroom assignment. It is a quiz about which house you are in for Hogwarts.
I am at school, right at the end of the day. The bell rings, and I pick up all my stuff. But, I keep dropping all my books and stuff. When I finally get a hold on them, the buses are already almost leaving, so without stopping at my locker to get my backpack, I race to the bus. The bus driver asks me why I don't have my backpack, so I tell her.
My brother and I are walking towards someone's house, apparently to return a dog that we dog-sitted for them.

First i dreamt about being in square where some girls where throwing balls. Then i take a bus, and i get down like inside a shoping center. I see Pedro in my dream. Then my mother leaves the shopping center, which was like a maze, and i go to bathroom and my sister as well. She goes to the ladies bathroom to take a shower and she said she would come out immediately, i said alright i'll go to urinate, and she said, no, don't do that, you can't, bla bla bla, while she was showering, and i was already in the bathroom peeing, and i was thinking how awful would it be to ask for permission to do such thing. Then i woke up at about 8:54 AM.

I tried to do a WILD, as soon as i felt i was falling asleep i thought i was in dream, maybe it would be a false awakening, so i did a reality check and no, i was still awake just very relaxed. But then i fell asleep and failed to WILD. I dreamt about being in a flight. Suddenly something of the plain just dismantles and it is just the cabin, like a space ship. The plane was going really fast, and we were at a low altitude, like street altitude. I thought we were going to crush and i was going to die, but the plane managed to slow down very fast and suddenly it stopped. I couldn't believe it. We had the speed to travel to another continent pretty fast and we just stopped all of a sudden.
There was a guy travelling who had to get into a international meeting, he was from the US. But we go outside the cabin (we were on a mountain) and there was a guy exactly like him. So one of them was not real. So both of them got tied in a rope, sliced in their belly and put in a big luggage, and they closed it. Then i don't know what happened but they were going to get transported.

Then i dream about being kicked of by my aunt Lidia from her house, insulting me. So i went out of the house, there was furniture by the door, and i moved it and was about to go out when she said, i didn't really mean it, and i knew that she did mean it. So i got out and climbed down the mountain. I took a boat and started to get out of that swamp through a door that was on a corner, which led to another swamp. When i was on the door my sisters and my mother come out, and my younger sister came walking through the water, and i was amazed since i used a boat, and she gave me a pill from a request of our mother. Then i grabbed the can with pills to take a couple more for the trip just in case and all of the pills were different [i should have done a reality check there] so i put them in the can again and went on.

Morning of January 9, 2016. Saturday.



In my dream, I am, for whatever reason (and with a presumed but undetermined back story) on a tourist bus somewhere in South America. I am not sure of which country though the odds logically favor Brazil.

I am with my two youngest sons, though the bus is crowded and people are mostly in random seats apart from each other, including a group of girls who talk to each other from different parts of the bus. There also seem to be locals (of whatever region we are in) on the bus. My two youngest sons are the only other dream characters that are familiar in any way.

The bus is apparently on its way to the airport where people will then get to their designated flights. However, when the bus driver gets off the bus due to difficulties with a semi blocking the grassy parking area exit to the road, the bus starts to roll a bit down an embankment until it hits a large tree covered with vines. When I look out the door of the bus to the right, as I am now near the driver’s seat to see what is going on at the front of the bus, I see that the semi is actually turned on its side. One of the tourist guides, a young male (probably not even as old as twenty), who is sitting on the overturned semi-trailer, tells one of the female passengers to shut up when she reminds the bus driver that the arrival at the airport needs to be at a certain time. The person looks a lot like an obnoxious and evasive co-worker I had years ago when I worked at the Onalaska Cemetery even though I do not make this direct association during my dream.

The bus continues to remain in its position and the driver does not return. Soon, about five local South American police officers board the bus for an unknown reason. I get the impression my sons and I will miss our flight back to America (even though I live in Australia in real life). I decide we will walk to the airport even though it is likely miles away. I ask one police officer (an older chubby dark-skinned male with a mustache) if my sons and I can leave the bus and he nods to me in a friendly manner.

After I get off though, I notice my sons are not with me so I call to them and they get off the bus and join me. I had gotten off from the side door from the middle of the left side of the bus even though the door near the driver’s seat was on the right side. I do not know if there are any buses designed like this as it would not be sensible, though it may be a distortion of having been on both American and Australian buses. The police had mainly come in through the back of the bus as well as a couple from the side door.

My sons and I go down a steep embankment with high grass in a somewhat jungle-like clearing. I realize that it will be very difficult to walk to the airport (north of our location), and it looks like the bus will not move for a long time. No one has come to offer help regarding the overturned semi that still blocks the tourist bus’s path as well as police cars and a couple military vehicles. My sons and I were the only ones allowed to leave the bus for whatever reason. All of the people on the bus are considered as suspects and witnesses of an unknown crime.

I decide that I will use teleportation (even though I am not lucid) to take us all home. I close my eyes and concentrate on getting home and as I open them again, there is a shift in consciousness. I open my eyes and the three of us are in the living room on Loomis Street (where I have not been since 1994). I know my wife Zsuzsanna will be returning from the store soon.

Teleportation, flying, and telekinesis are extremely common even in my non-lucid dreams, but what gets me is the continuous recurrence of places (and unusual composites that utilize their features) where I have not been in over twenty years. Because the Loomis Street location is where many of the miraculous and unexplained links to the Source occurred, there may be some relevance there rather than as just a setting. More on this will be in another entry of this date and the difference between teleportation events and flying events relative to locations.

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This morning, I dreamt of three of my previous homes and my present one. Loomis Street, King Street, Barolin Street (Australia), and our present home.

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Jan 6, 2016

There zombies. I was running at night on the right. It was dark and hard to see. I was going out of our hometown, heading south.

I was in a dormitory, trying to find a place to sleep/hide. There was a vampire. I moved/led to my parents' room to hide.

I was traveling in a bus from our hometown, heading south. I was with mom and sis. There was a lady behind us on the bus that was talking. We know her. I can't remember her name now but I did in the dream.

Middle of Nowhere Waiting for a Bus
I'm in a small town at night, by a small road that winds past a residential area with little houses. I wait for a bus to get me back to the city, I see a bus come up. A person runs to it, a red-haired friend of mine. He doesn't recognize me though, and as I look at him his features become unfamiliar and strange.

In the bus, there are other people. The scene has changed, it is now daytime, morning, and a grey sky stretches over the field we pass to my right, a deep forest to the left. I look suspiciously at the people around me. I see a young guy with a buzzcut a little ahead of me. He's a troublemaker, been in a juvenile facility for a while I hear. There is some confusion, was he put in there as an innocent kid and the place has now turned him into a thug?

Playing Cards
I'm in an old apartment of a female friend of mine, she lived in a place similar to the one I was waiting for the bus in. The sky is grey, I can see the ambient grey light coming from the windows on my left. She has a bunch of Magic:The Gathering cards that she takes pictures of and puts on Imgur. She gets a lot of likes and makes it to the front page. I find it weird that she now collects these cards, but I rationalize it by thinking she likes the artwork. She shows a card she really likes, a black card called "Tombic Totem" (a nod to Hearthstone I believe) and says she actually understands the English name of it. I look at the card and it has a little picture of a pedestal with a skull and a candle where the text should be. It has a game mechanic called "candle" where if the candle goes out it silences (another Hearthstone mechanic) all other cards and relights. Whenever the candle is "blown out" it silences a card.

I'm out back in the backyard of a house at night. There is a fence around the grass,there is a small tent by the house. A bunch of rowdy working class people smoke cigarettes and drink tall cans of beer. I sit by a table under the roof of the tent. A friend of mine is playing Magic. I join and play. We get into a tie and have to draw instant cards and the one with the highest cost wins. We draw twice before the third breaks the tie in his favor. To my left I see an old friend who has come back from Germany. He as a lot of shiny foil special lands on the table. They look really nice, I point out one that looks like it has a hologram picture on it. I ask about it, I think I see C'thulhu on it? The cards are so precious I don't even want to touch them, my friend turns it around for me to look at it upright. The sunken city of R'lyeh?

I was wandering a city at a dusk. It was empty - no people, no cars - just buildings and trees. It was warm, there was a beautiful glow on everything. I jogged through the park and got close to some flats. I felt that there was some kind of danger waiting for me, so I took a different route, and ran back to the streets. I caught a bus and entered it. There was a pretty woman inside - she had dark, arms-lenght hair and was wearing a purple blouse and green jeans trousers. I sat close to her, we talked for a while and then we had sex. In the end she said "It was a witch that forced you to do this!". I left the bus at next stop, and jogged for a while.

First dream

I was in school. The building was a strange mix of my previous and current schools, twisted and distorted. I was in main hall. There were two pillars, and two benches. There was my teacher - a blonde in early fifties, sitting on a bench and calling someone. I immediately felt that there was something wrong, and tried to avoid her. I wanted to go away, and then another teacher asked me where I am going. I told that I need to go somewhere, and it's really important. Then I run around the classrooms, being followed by the teacher. I decided to enter a storage room. There was a window, I tried to see if the teacher is still following me, and I saw some soldiers coming. I used another window and escaped the school.

Second dream

End of school was slowly coming. It was warm, summer day. I was waiting for a bus, but there were none. I decided to go on foot, or catch a car. On the way I met some of previous classmates, they were playing volleyball in the middle of a street. The city have changed - there were more shops, higher traffic, more plant-life all around, and a highway through the city. I stopped on a bus stop, but none appeared.