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There was caos in the streets. Women running everywhere. Mike & Meesha & I had to leave an apartment we were apparently living in. This strange dream continued in a second dream that I chained after my wbtb but lucidity still escaped me.

Meesha cat woke me up over & over. It seemed like every hour she was waking me up & it was really confusing my dreamscapes.


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

D1 - I am in a multileveled house which is quite common for my dreams, lots of stairs to different levels and loads of rooms.
There is a party going on, a kids party and a large cat seems to be the host. The tabby cat is getting some food together but is unsure as to what human children like to eat. It has got a humongous carrot (more like a long party balloon) and a hefty potato and is offering them up as party food. It is raining outside and dark.

D2 - Travelling somewhere I get onto a bus and pay for two other people who do not have the fare then realise my own ticket has expired. The bus driver is quite considerate and allows me to travel on.

WBTB
D3 - I am back at the cat's party and am playing with the kids, I am a grown up but recognise a load of kids. I play with one kid who has a strange gun with various projectiles. We are downstairs.
I see our neighbour up above she is trying to do something. I go up the stairs to find she is balanced precariously on the balcony. She then goes out even further into the back garden.

Tendon problem on my leg from running. Been bogged down with that. Plus my parents and grandparents got in a huge fight (fortunately I haven't been dragged into it but the atmosphere around the house as been tense, further details witheld since its a family matter.) Man something's always gotta mess with my mojo when its lucid dreaming comps. Last time it was KSP, exams and sickness. Now it's ankle injury, family fight (ahem, dreamsign) and inevitably some other third thing to come...

Night 6

A dream (more a fragment really) that A college class was taking place in the basement of my house, and something to do with registration.

Something do with another piece of a bismuth crystal, one that had to, once again be inserted into some kind of alien machinery. This time I even recognized the crystal. It's the one I keep in my room. I attained some level of lucidity here and decided to question why I was dreaming of the crystal.

Night 7

A dream that one of my cats (who has a habit of bringing in animals) brought in many, many animals. The basement was full of frogs, rabbits and mice, and they were all alive. Hijinx insued as my mom and I tried to catch them all with butterfly nets and take them back outside. Actually was a very lengthy dream that involved of us disposing of four of the frogs and three of the rabits, at least that I can remember. But was fairly repetative and the details bore me.

Night 9 (last night)

I remember I was being attacked by a white horse that was apparently demonic. It was chasing me around some kind of ranch environment. I shot it with arrows and managed to kill it.

I remember attaining some level of semi lucidity and thinking that there was a particular way that I had to dispose of the dead demon horse so that it wouldn't come back as a poltergeist. I remember burying it in the ground and putting a circle of salt around it. I then drew a dreamcatcher web in the dirt. That was apparently supposed to capture the evil soul when it would rise from the ground and purify it in the sunlight, just like a functional dreamcatcher, while the salt prevented the evil soul from circumventing the web.

...

The dream continued. I was in some desert environment, but it was like a lakebed or a dried up ocean. Had some fallout vibes. I got attacked by a cowboy guy that was supposedly the owner of the demonic horse. He pushed me down and tried to shoot me with his revolver, but I pushed the gun away from him. I messed with his hand and tried to make him waste all the bullets by shooting them off away from us but he pushed my hand away when he had two left.

Garnet from SU appeared behind me and I again attained semi lucidity. I thought of the dreamcatcher shield as a personal goal from the comp to block the bullets but I got Steven's shield instead*. There was some fault in my confidence but it worked anyway and I blocked both shots with no cracks in the shield.

There was some kind of theme/amusement park that we were supposed to go to, but I didn't want to because I knew I was going to lose the dream and wake up because I hadn't been practicing these past few days. I remember thinking to myself "Tomorrow I'll get back to it."

Spoiler for *:

To be fair, Steven stole my flying jets for his lucid dream. I haven't RC'd as hard as when I saw this since that guy who looked JUST like my dream character Marcus joined up at my Taekwondo studio...

I wasn't properly lucid in any of these though though, my head wasn't in it, so I'm only scoring them as NLDs. Apologies to all my teammates who are competitive and want us to win, but it's too much of a stretch to call myself properly lucid in any of these.

Night 6:
Frag 0.5pt*2=1

Night 7:
Dream 1pt*1=1

Night 9:
Dream 1pt*1=1

D1 - i'm at work sneaking some custard from the school dinner hall, its super hot (as usual). The boss is there but I hide it behind me and sidle out. I go into the staff room and find everyone there talking about how they have setup displays to show exemplar work in the exact format specified. I didn't even know I was supposed to (we always have zillions of deadlines at work).
I go up to my classroom and am unsure what to do. I look around the classroom, there are two old fashioned blackboards at one end looking a bit scrappy, one small one slightly larger. I have no clue what to teach in the afternoon.
I am teaching maths or something to a load of kids, which is fine.
I here that everyone is being observed and thats why they have updated their displays, im in total panic mode by now Oo.
Ed advises me on which end of the classroom to use. Finally I find out it has been postponed till the following day and decide to start planning.

WBTB
D2 - I am in same place but now it is a hotel and my boss is the hotel manager. He is doing spot checks and appears expectantly near me as he is sweeping up some rubbish. Apparently he takes it in turns to do all the jobs in the hotel,

D3 - There is a number of women are lying in a cross shape. One has green hair and cat ears and a tight stripy top with her wait showing.
It is one of my repeating dreams and I keep trying different ways of approaching these woman. I seem to be doing a lot of licking :3

I did a WBTB but fell back to sleep trying to remember my dream. Two hours later I woke up from a non lucid dream where 3 old ladies are trying to convince me to have an orgy. I did a proper WBTB this time and stayed up for a half an hour or so. Despite how weird that dream was it made me think about sex and made my next dream extra horny.

08.03.2016
10:20 AM

Horny Haunting (DILD)

I am in a meeting with a family of DCs outside of their house. There is a picnic table set up with soda and snacks. We are discussing what to do about the ghost that is supposedly haunting the house and even killed someone. One kid says he found a magic spell book in the attic and it must be related to the haunting. All the DCs murmur and say we should read it to find out more about the ghost. I say they shouldn't read the book. I become semi lucid because I realize that ghosts aren't real but don't fully realize it's a dream. I use telekinesis to clean up the picnic table so that we can get out of here. The kid insists on reading the book and starts to open it but I shut it with telekinesis. "DO NOT READ THAT BOOK. Are you crazy? Haven't any of you seen horror movies before?" I become more lucid and take the book. I tell them that ghosts aren't real and we go inside.

I go upstairs to an empty bedroom and think it's perfect for starting my goals. I stick my hand back and imagine my dream guide's hand holding mine. I look back and no one is there. I pull my hand up and I am holding a detached hand that disolves away. I didn't find this spooky at the time, I thought my dream control was just sucking, but now I think it may have been the ghost! I try again but now I can't feel anything when I try. One of the DCs walks up the stairs and I realize she is a pretty cute blond woman. I feel a very strong urge to have sex and wonder if I can have a quickly and get back to my goals. We have sex and it goes on for a while but I can't seem to finish even though I am trying to go quick. The dream fades but I know I can DEILD so I wait patiently for the dream to form again.

I find myself in the room again except I am floating upside down. I fall on my head and do a somersault. I am alone in the room again and try to summon my DG again but can't manage to feel a hand there. I go down the stairs and see that the house is my childhood home. The same DCs from before are walking around. I realize I need to make points for Spellbee2's contest so I fly slowly down the hall. Use telekinesis on a laundry basket and then phase through the counter top. I realize this doesn't cover my full body for extra points so I phase through a wall. I need to summon my DG to get the most points though so go back to focusing on that. I imagine my DG walking around the corner but the grandma DC does instead wearing a witch costume. I tell her she is way to old to be my DG and to go back and try again. I look in the living room and see a red cat staring at me. The tip of it's tail and a spot on it's back is white. I tell it to transform into my DG too but I don't give thought to it because the grandma comes back and still isn't my DG. Damn, that cat was probably my DG's cat form... I tell the grandma to try one more time and again it fails. I walk into the room and look at the TV. There is an image of a hot woman on it. I stick my hand into the tv and she grabs it. I pull her out and she isn't my DG but she is hot. I can't help myself but have sex again. This time when I wake up I wake up for real.

I had the most sporadic night of patchy non-lucid dreams. Meesha Cat kept sitting on my head & face. She kept purring & then jumping on my belly. Mike was getting ready for work & she just wouldn't leave me alone all night. I think it was the combo of the lightening, rain & Mike's early schedule. Anyway all of my dreams were partial snippets of dreams that were jerky. In the sense that they wouldn't make sense & jumped scene to scene almost like you hit the fast forward button on a movie & it took you too the commercial before returning to the movie. Except I kept getting woke up or getting a different snippet of another movie. So frustrating. Also I'm in a shit load of pain cuz I ran low on my pain meds but the doc fixed me up again today.

I knew a very friendly cat with reddish/orange fur. I think she lived in a shelter, other cats were around too, and maybe other animals. I can’t remember. Some people around me were trying to do something with cotton balls, some kind of kickstarter project. They were inspired by cat to make red fur from cotton balls. The process was to comb through a cotton ball until it was strands and then dye it red and sell it by the bag. We all thought it was a brilliant idea, although can’t remember what we thought people would want with w bag full of red cotton.

More red: A red-haired guy gave me a ride home. He seemed creepy, in a pushy way. He wanted to come in to my place for some reason, and i think I let him, maybe to go to the toilet or something. Then wanted to stay longer and I told him to leave. I remember he had a weird smile on his face as I basically forced him out of my front door.

I was at my mom’s house (random made-up dream home) My uncle was there and we were talking. I saw a crow, wanted to feed it peanuts. I told my uncle to hold on while I went inside to get some nuts. I grabbed some, and I was holding them up in my hand so I could show the crow that I had some nuts to feed it. My uncle was laughing at me, and he took a nut and said, ‘Here’s how you do it!’ and threw it at the crow. I was angry because I thought he scared the bird and was being rude.

I had a friend– sometimes her hair was red, sometimes she was a blonde. She was a newish friend, and I felt I didn’t trust her completely although we were spending a lot of time together. At one point, I was in the back of a cab, she was on my right and my husband on my left. They seemed to be getting along well. I was considering the fact that I don’t drink anymore, and they both do. I felt that my husband probably thinks this friend is more exciting than me.

I was going to move back in with my mom for some reason, work related I think. My husband was now some guy I had only been dating for about a month. Up until now we both lived in a house we shared with other people. I wasn’t sure this guy even really liked me that much, the relationship was new, and I think the guy had a reputation for dating lots of women before me. This friend was moving in to this house when I left, I was not happy about this. I was trying to have a discussion with this friend about how I felt about her moving in. Friend was polyamorous and acting like I was being unreasonable and prudish. Right before I woke up I was deciding that I just needed to break things off guy because none of this was worth it.

I was in car with my mother— she was driving and we were on freeway. She was driving erratically, and I asked her if she could slow down. She said she drives slow.
I told her i felt afraid, and said I always have dreams with her driving and we wreck. [Good chance to be lucid here, but did not. I think we actually wrecked.]

I was eating a salad from a white cardboard to go box, and I saw what I had thought was black pepper move and realized that they were little bugs. I discreetly chewed the last bite and closed the box so no one would know I had been eating bugs.

Bedtime: 11:00 pm
WBTB: 4:00 am
Technique: N/A
Notes: brief FA

I remember waking up and feeling annoyed that my cat was whining to get let out. I grumbled in bed for a moment, then got out of bed to stumble to the kitchen to let him out. I opened the glass door to let him out. I am uncertain if the dream continued after that.

Just a few minutes later, I woke up for real and grumbled about my cat whining to get let out. I got up and let him out, only realizing as I opened the sliding glass door that I had just done the same thing minutes or moments before.

I was walking to my car and it was engulfed in a hedge growth. I tried to break through to sit in the front seat and wait for [someone]. My cat appears from a tree and the branch bends and lowers her to the ground- she looks as if she might fall but doesn’t.

I am still outside in the same area. I see a squirrel and I bend down and it comes to me. I don’t have anything to feed it so I get up before it approaches my hand.

I am in trouble in school, and I have to stay behind for in class detention along with around 5 other students. The teacher is a woman that in waking life I don’t recall ever seeing before. She doesn’t like me, as if I have behaved terribly and deserve no respect. She lets the two students she likes go home, and ignores us. The two other students and I get angry at how she is treating us. I get up and move to leave as well, and I knock things off of her desk.

I get a newsletter via email titled ‘The Dawn of the Voice.’

Thoughts:
The newsletter is probably a reference to a design job I might have to work on. I slept well and all the way through the night last night, but I felt frustrated this morning that I didn’t wake up immediately remembering my dreams. Once again I feel like I am not being very mindful and feel more determined to practice awareness and ramp up my meditation times.

OK, so I had this dream today, about a cat, similar to Burger from the ''Angry Cat Video'', Orange Tabby.


Basically, I went to this house, and this is the second time this house has appeared in my dreams. And my sister, who is a lesbian, and her fiancee were there, so were my cousins, the cat was clinging to me, and it actually felt like a centipede, rather than the normal claws in. It was quite an angry cat, that I was scared of the other ones, but apparently they were friendly cats.

Yesterday, because of my Tourettes, I was actually meowing like an angry cat, possible realization of my Animal Nature? As a furry, I always thought I had Wolf in me. Now I feel like I have cat like qualities.

The route to the house was scary as well, I have Lepidopterophobia, or Mottephobia, a fear of Moths and Butterflies, so I had to take a safe way to the route to the house as there were some Moths and Butterflies on the route to the house.

Anyways, does this reveal my spirit animal as a cat, or half cat half wolf?

It was an evening. I was in my backyard, through the window I could see the light turned on in the kitchen. There was a piano in the middle of my backyard. With brother's pals we were playing random tunes. When it got to my turn, I was playing a funeral march and then other random songs. I wanted to play something I made up, but it played something entirely different and random. The piano changed colour's and floated in the air. I turned back from it and saw a cat attack a small chicken. It escaped and ran to my mother, who was just passing by. It made crying noises, I wanted to help it and came closer. Then, the chicken exploded with a puff of blood, which hit my face. I came back inside, thinking "I could die in my sleep due to ulcers..."

Dream - Lucid

I was in the house I grew up in. Everything had a Walking Dead/apocalyptic feel to it. I was watching my old friend Tori's dog, in the dream I believe her name was Jasmine. I had her in the play room. My old cat Pounce was inside of a "baby jail" (those fenced in areas you buy for babies so they don't escape an area IWL). I later moved the dog to the baby jail too.

I noticed that the floors were starting to bulge, even though we were on the 3rd floor (a nod to my 3rd floor apartment IWL). I knew it meant there was an impending earthquake.

Later, I saw Tori and I told her that Jasmine and Pounce got along. I then started thinking about needing to pack and condense items to only necessities for the apocalypse. I pictured my family and I in a restaurant sitting and me having to condense some items I had into my daughter's diaper bag.

~

I was about to go somewhere with my husband. We were doing something online. I'm not sure where we were. It wasn't anywhere that I know, but what seemed to be a completely different place. I remember seeing houses everywhere, like it was a neighborhood. My husband and I were going to go on a date, and he started to mention something about some other woman being there. I didn't know why that mattered since we are married. I asked him about how pretty she was, expecting him to tell me that she wasn't as pretty as me, but instead, he said she was prettier than me even though I was pretty still. o_o Really?! Of course this pissed me off. I stayed mad at him for the entirety of the dream. I don't think he quite understood why I was so mad.

There were other parts involving going places and talking to other people, but I can't remember any specifics right now.

So last nights dream was very strange, to say the least. I was listening to music again and remember waking up to the hour long Odyssey mix form Monstercat's Discovery album.

I remember walking through a sort of maze that was a muted blue colour, or sort of washed out. It had some child sized mouse holes for going under the walls which when I looked were actually little hidie-holes. Inside was a small room and in that room were people, usually one per room.

This is where it got strange... Now I'm sure some readers here have seen the Doctor Who episode with the cars flying under the city and the Cat and Human couple with kittens as children... the people in these rooms that I found were giving birth to litters of kittens... I've only ever seen pictures of cats birthing and I have never seen the notorious 'Woman giving birth' health video at school so this really weirded me out...

Ritual: I've had a bit of a dry spell lately, and even worse than the lack of lucid dreams has been the sensation of diminished overall awareness: my sleep lately has been distressingly ordinary. I'm still waking up frequently during the night, but now I can't even tell what time it is—usually I can guess accurately within ten minutes or so. When sleeping properly I always wake up a few minutes before my alarm, no matter what time I set it for, but lately the alarm has been waking me. I've been having an ordinary number of dreams, but they too are lacking even in rudimentary awareness. In the past, stressful periods at work have boosted my LDing, but I feel like maybe I'm getting a bit burnt out, so I've started using sleep as a form of escapism, instead of an opportunity for more interesting kinds of work. I've become a lazy sleeper!

Probably because of this lack of awareness, this time even when I started wondering if I was really dreaming, I continued to find the environment and events extremely persuasive and followed the plotline to its end. Only then did I take the time to deliberately RC. The only aspect of this that isn't disappointing is the fact that, once having noted I might be dreaming, I did manage to hold that thought and then come back to it, instead of just forgetting. I also felt as though my rational mind was functioning well in the way it recognized the dream sign, something that hasn't always been reliable.

The dream plot was based on waking life residue. Last night (in WL) around 1:30am we heard the sound of someone going through our trash bins outside the house, even though the bins are through a gate which, although it has no lock, clearly demonstrates a property boundary. Unfortunately there is no window through which to observe that area, and by the time I went out with a flashlight the person was gone.

The same thing happened in the dream, except that the person had left behind bags of newspapers, and I was worried they might contain criminal evidence. I wasn't sure if I should call the police, as I had already moved some of the bags, so my prints were now on them too. There were many more minor details and events that would only be tedious to record here, so I'll skip them.

Later the garbage-pickers come back, and I realize I can see them if I get the right angle through a window (not true in RL). I want to take pictures for evidence, but I have trouble pulling up the camera on my phone, normally a very simple operation. Even when I do get the camera working, it is too zoomed in and I can't frame the shot properly. I recognize these technical difficulties as dream signs, but at the moment I'm too caught up in events to RC.

The garbage-pickers leave before I can get a good shot, so I go around the front of the house for another try. The camera is still giving me trouble, and once again I notice how much it resembles a dream sign, even though this doesn't feel like a dream. After a few more minor incidents that plotline wraps up, and I now realize that I can give my full attention to checking whether or not I am dreaming. Everything has felt very real and convincing, but I know well how little that sensation can be trusted.

I jump... inconclusive. I came down quickly enough, but the jumping itself felt easier than I think it should, as though I am not lifting my full body weight. I jump a couple more times, trying to draw out the moment at the apex. It might actually be lengthening as I focus on it. My suspicion grows, I jump a bit more, and then sure enough, I find that I can pause at the top, hovering in the air. That clinches it. It was a dream all along.

What now? It's been so long since I've been lucid that I just want to explore and enjoy the environment. I look out the glass wall of the living room and see an expanse of snowy fields and pine forest stretching to a distant low mountain, utterly unlike the RL scenery. I feel satisfied with this prospect, so I fly through the glass without hesitation and start soaring over the landscape, looking down and enjoying the clarity of visual detail. I'm reminded of a recent conversation with a WL friend who also turned out to be an LDer, who mentioned that he prefers not to do tasks but would rather just fly around and enjoy the environment. Today that feels just fine.

I fly to the top of the mountain and land, hoping to explore on foot. There is a problem with scale, however: I am huge in relation to the mountain. My feet cover its entire upper surface. I take off into the air again, hoping I didn't crush too many trees and little creatures. The distorted scale now makes everything feel artificial, and the dream destabilizes. I exert will to remain in the dream state as it deconstructs, and for a moment I find myself flying through a black boundless space marked with thin white lines running horizontally and vertically in three dimensions. It strongly resembles the conception of virtual space in the movie Tron. I recognize that this is unconstructed dream space, and try not to let it disconcert me that the dream has faded, and I feel very close to being awake... I remind myself that if I should be able to enter a new scene if I can just be patient and maybe suggest something.

I'm trying to stay relaxed, so I imagine lying in a bath of warm water. This makes me realize that my flying feels like swimming so I use the idea. I am swimming underwater in a pool of water that is no different from my body temperature—that's why I don't feel it. And of course I can breathe underwater, because why not? These thoughts in mind, I now think I can see the glimmering underside of the water's surface just above my head, so I fly up and break it, preparing to find myself in a new scene. I notice how seamlessly my breathing remains the same as I transition from breathing water to air, and again this feels too artificial for my liking, but I try not to let it disrupt the dream.

I am in an empty tiled space containing a pool. The lining of the pool is made of identical square beige tiles as the walkway around it and the low walls bounding the space. It appears to be outdoor because the walls don't go up all the way, but there is no impression of any surrounding environment, much less sky or weather. It is still very vague and plain and artificial; perhaps it could be described as "semi-constructed dream space." I look around for something notable, perhaps a DC, and I begin to hear music. It is a simple melody on a plucked string instrument, like a medieval lute. I don't see anyone else, but vision isn't perfect now, so I keep listening and looking. The song ends, and a woman's voice says, "Thanks, I really enjoyed this one song." There is a kind of parenthetical remark appended to the sentence in the same voice that I perceive simultaneously, though I don't seem to "hear" it as literally as the words just spoken. The parenthetical remark is: "...after a moment's reflection." In ordinary text one could write it as:

"Thanks, I really enjoyed this one song (after a moment's reflection)."

But that wouldn't quite convey the effect that the parenthetical part was not spoken aloud, and that it had a kind of simultaneity with the statement itself.

Feeling confident that I will momentary see the singer, I keep looking around... and feel paws on my face, my real face. The cat has chosen just this moment to come back to bed, waking me. Damn!

Dream 1 - Through windows
I'm out running with a dog (I don't have a dog irl) and I'm at the corner of the bottom of the road towards the intermediate school I used to go to. I spot a red car passing by and glance my friends sister, I don't get time to wave though. It's such a pain when that happens... >_<.
I'm home now and I'm in the bathroom looking in the mirror. I mumble something about how I always seem to see her through windows.. "Hello!" she says, *jump scared and turns around*. I can see her through the crack of the open window, she's next to the front door. She says something about how we always see each other through windows, I then say something about it which makes her laugh and I head to the front door.
Stepping outside I greet her with a hug, but it kind of lingers with my hands on her thighs and her hands on my arms. My hearts beating fast for some reason, what the hell? We talk a bit and she steps back so we're not awkwardly touching anymore. I was pretty relieved by this, it seemed a little weird.

Dream 2 - Masks lucid
I didn't bother remembering much about this one but it was lucid. I remember just realizing I was dreaming and reached out to a person and patted him on his shoulder, as some kind of lucidity confirming action. I was in a dull grey building made of stone, like a cheap place to rent for a large party. I turned and walked out, stopped, stabilized the dream and continued. I don't remember much that I did other than walk for like 20 + seconds, but every single person I saw had these creepy masks on. I remember two people that passed by wearing a mask the resembled a messed up dobby and the other with a mask like gollum... I didn't remember to do any dream goals or tasks.

Dream 3 - Cricket and chickens
I remember being in a room where my ex gf and her family (+ and apparently some chickens) were staying. I think we just got the kid(s) to sleep and my ex was off in the kitchen doing something. I went in and saw that she had been watching cricket on TV, it bugged me quite a bit because I never even knew she liked cricket (she doesn't like cricket and doesn't even really watch TV lol).
"When did you start watching cricket?" I ask, feeling like there was so much she never told me. She responded about something else, not really noticing that I was a bit annoyed and seamlessly skirting the question so that it would 'become a big deal' if I asked again. A chicken scuttled past me, shit, they're not supposed to get in the kitchen. There was a black feathered one and a much larger ginger one that was the biggest in the coop. I remember the big one being difficult as heck to catch.

Dream 4 - Tiger cat
I remember being in the family room sitting down and writing stuff at a small square table. I remember having a jumper on and thinking that it was cold, so I put another jumper over it... Previously in the dream we had acquired or saved a couple kittens, one of which was actually a tiger. I remember the tiger was getting older now so we had to do something about it, otherwise it would probably kill us. I talked to my mum about it, it was kind of hard because we were attached to the new addition to the family, but we knew we had to send it somewhere else.