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On my latest journal the title is called Deja Vu, but says nothing about anything reoccurring. I was just talking about the new powers I got in a dream. It was supposed to be about how I've never been to a certain place before, but I happened to be escaping a bunch of agent people through this construction yard type place, dove into the river passed the yard, swam across, and climbed up the fence into another construction yard to make my escape. Turns out that place actually exists though I've never seen it before. That ever happen to you? And by the way I had that dream months before I saw that place actually existed. Yes, I can remember my dreams unwarped after long periods of time. Years even.

DJ Log: June 12, 2012 – 5:30AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am walking with a friend through a development where I spent a few years of my childhood. We are walking around a few of the streets, remembering who used to live in which house and talking about old times.

DJ Log: May 26, 2012 – 5:30AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

I am walking with a guy from work and we arrive at the start of a trail which looks really familiar. I know that I have been here several times before. I stop and observe as the entire course of the trail flashes through my memory in great detail. After a moment, I tell him that we should go back and get a truck because there is a bridge we cannot cross on foot.

The trail starts in an open dirt field. To the right is a valley with a power line access lane and to the left is a wooded area. The trail goes over a rise, and then into a heavily wooded area. There are a couple of turns, then the trail leads to a river. There is a bridge which crosses the river, but it is slightly underwater. On the other side of the river the bridge also crosses a small lake, once again the surface of the bridge is slightly under the water. At the end of the bridge, there is a place to park with a trail leading up across a small ridge, then down onto a cliff-side ledge. The trail continues along the ledge for a bit, then it makes its way down to the water level. The ledge follows the river around a few bends and through a valley. For most of the journey, the ledge is wide enough to walk on comfortably. In a few spots it gets very narrow and one must hang onto the rock face to get across those areas. Eventually, the ledge disappears under the water at a large swimming hole.

We go back to the house and load of a couple of back packs, then I wake up just as we're getting ready to leave.

(Note: It has been a few years since I visited this place in the dream world, but I remember it well from several previous dreams. This was long before I was keeping a dream journal.

My dream randomly started with me sitting in the living room of i suppose my apartment, my phone buzzed and I picked it up hoping that it was him. I looked down at it and it was exactly who I wanted it to be.
Manny (Babee <3)] : Baby come downstairs, I'm here.
I jumped up and pulled on the basketball shorts that he left me and ran out the apartment door without checking to see if slam lock was on. The elevator came in no time and was empty, which made me feel even more better. When the elevator hit the first floor I practically skipped off and ran through the entrance door. There he was, my boyfriend and soul mate. Emmanuel was pulling his bags out of the yellow taxi and finished taking his bags out as I ran and jumped on him giving him a welcoming kiss. His arm and kiss was very accepting, I was so excited to see him he had to remind me that we were outside still. I helped him with two of his bags as we made our way back to the apartment. He opened the door and went straight in the bedroom to drop his bags. I put the two bags I carried by the kitchen cabinet and went straight to the fridge. I was pouring myself a cup of lemonade as Manny surprised me and hit my butt causing me to jump a little.
" What if I would have split that all over the floor" I told him in a semi serious face. But he didn't care he took the cup out of my hand and sat it down. He grabbed my waist and kissed me. " Did you miss me " I asked him. He smiled and replied " Of course I missed you " and kissed me again. " What did you miss about me " I questioned him wondering what he would say. He pushed me closer to the kitchen counter and said " I missed your laugh " kiss " Your smile " kiss " The way you feel when I hold you " kiss " Your body " kiss " and last but not least the way you love me ". I awed him as we stood there in the kitchen making out.
I jumped on him again as he walked into the bedroom and hit everything off of the dresser. He layed me on it and pulled off his basketball shorts that I claimed as mines. He kissed me and threw me on the bed, I could tell that he was completely excited to see me. The room flooded with moans as he went down on me, the feeling was becoming so good I tried to push him away. He grabbed my hands and pinned them to the side as he continued. I climaxed almost instantly, he pulled himself up and said " Get your sexy ass on all fours ". I did as he said, the room continued to be flooded with our moans as we changed in every position possible. We finished with me on top as he pulls me off of him and wrapped both of his arm around me. " I couldn't wait to do this when I got back " he said out of breath kissing my cheek. I giggled and replied " I know ", he pulled me closer and we fell asleep.
Then I woke up =/ ..

Black means non lucid
Orange means semi lucid
Blue means lucid
Red means dream character talking
Purple means possible shared dream person
Green means notes

Got it? Great! Now enjoy the dreams.

Dream #1 Feeding the birds.

Im sitting down on a park bench, with a brown paper bag in my hand full of breadcrumbs.. there is this little girl sitting next to me, dangling her little legs with a brown paper bag full of bread. She has milky white skin, chestnut brown hair, big brown eyes, and looked to be about 5 or 6. I forgot what she was wearing, but there are people jogging, and a woman walking a dog that looked a bit similar to sinoblak's dog. Hmm i glance at the dog but did'nt think much of it.
(What a missed dream cue)

I ask her if she wants to feed the pigeons

"Yes i would like that"! I give her the bag, she starts tossing out the breadcrumbs to the pigeons laughing.

Hahahaha, Wow they must be really hungry!

Hehehe, Yea. after we finish feeding the birds, she asks me

"Is it ok if i go play on the swingset for a while"?

Sure, i don't see why not.

"Yay"!

I grab her hand, and we walk to the swingset. I push her as she yells..

"Higher higher"!

Ok ok i will push a little higher. Sun is shining, and the air feels good. After about 5 minutes, i say...Ok i have to go little girl, did you want me to walk you home?

"Yes".

Where do you live? She points to a nearby home. We walk thru the grassy area, im holding her hand as she is skipping. We stop near a house. Is this where you live?

"Mmhm".

She nods and then gives me a hug. What was that for?

"Thank you for showing up".

Hmm..im puzzled. Oh no problem. You take care of yourself ok?

"Mmhm i will".

Wait, your shoelace is untied. Come here, let me teach you how to tie your shoes.
Im explaining to her and showing her how to tie her shoes. There you go, now you try.
She starts with one shoe, you did it! High 5 she slaps my palm and i pretend it hurted.
Ow..why you do it so hard hm? she laughs.

"Hahaha" your funny dreamprofessor.

Huh? How did she know my nickname? She starts walking up to her home. I wait in the entrance way as she waves.

"Bye".

I wave bye to her, and feel the dream closing in on me..then i wake up.

Notes: sinoblak had a similar experience IRL. She mentioned to me that she had this happened to her the day i had this dream. Hmm interesting. What is this connection between my dreams and her waking life? Is there perhaps, some sort of strong vibrational energy, or spiritual connection i have with sinoblak? Guess there is only one way to find out. I shall keep dreaming and see what happens!

So I was hanging out with my mom in her room, and for whatever reason we started talking about dreams. I have never talked to my mom about my dreams before, but I started telling her about this really vivid dream I had, where I was an ewok with a light-saber, just killing everyone.

(oddly enough, I've never had this dream, but it gave me a HUGE wave of nostalgia.)

Finally, after recounting the dream, I looked down and noticed I was wearing a skirt.

Then I had to leave for school while wearing the skirt. (in dream) I proceeded to go to a random school in the middle of a town I've never been to before, but I woke up when the bell signifying first period was starting.

Black means non lucid
Orange means sem lucid
Blue means lucid
Red means dream character talking
Green means notes

Got it? Great! Now, you all know what to do. Enjoy!!!

Dream #1 The meeting.

Im in some corporate building wearing my suit, sitting at a round table with a bunch of different mixtures of people wearing suits. There was Natalia sitting next to me nodding her head, listening to this Asian man who looks like he was the leader of the group. He is talking about something to do with stocks goin up or down or something like that. I tell him, "Excuse me sir, can i run to the rest room for a sec"? Sure, but uh hurry back ok? We need to discuss our arrangments. Oh ok it will only take a second.

Bathroom break.

Im doin my business at the urinal. After i finish i wash my hands and look in the mirror. Hmm...my hair seems to be looking a bit different, mmm..its probaly nothing i say.

Im back at the meeting, and take my seat next to Natalia. I reach in my pocket and pull out my hawk coin totem. Rubbing it listening to the man talk. (Natalia talking) Don't you know what today is??? Mmm...not really. Wait a sec...what is today!? (everybody is staring at me) How did i get here? (The asian guy starts talking) If you do not know what today is then why you show up, hm? Look, continue on without me i got to take care of something. Natalia, c'mon lets go.

Dream #2 What now?

Im now walking with Natalia down a crowded street. What mission did we do last? Well, we took care of the biggest threat so far. But we gotta search for that breifcase with the valuble information, that will lead us to who's creating these false documents of your records. I got to find Roselyn. Who? Roselyn. I had a talk with her in my last dream, and told her i'd offer her the job. How do you know she's the right candidate? Trust me, she's good at what she does.

Dream #3 The casino.

Im asleep on a bus now, And wake up to the sound of the bus driver saying. "Hey, c'mon off the bus this is the last stop. I get off the bus and walk into this casino. Slot machines are going off, and people are at poker tables, playing roulette, black jack you name it. I go on to one of the slot machines and start playing on it. Hmm it takes quarters, ok. I reach in my pocket and pull out my hawk coin and look for some more change, and put my totem back in my pocket. (A failed missed reality check) I decide to get up and leave since im out of change, Im not using my totem in that slot machine.

(Dream switches)

Dream #4 The woman on the bus.

Asleep on the bus again. I wake up, This time next to a hispanic woman. (Hispanic woman talking) Excuse me sir, but did you mind going with me somewhere? I want to introduce you to someone. Uh..ok sure. (God i can be so naive and too nice at times) We get off the bus, and we are now walking down this urban community. (Looks rough out here) We walk past this house, and its these thuggish looking guys shooting dice on the porch. I nod at one of the guys, a few nod back. We now get to this house, feels familiar this house. Have i been here before?(Hispanic woman talking) Well here we are. Roselyn you here? (a girls voice) Yea im in my room. (Hispanic woman talking) come on out here, i got someone i'd like you to meet. (My heart is beating fast where have i heard that name before??? (The young lady walks out) (Roselyn talking) ah, so your stalking me now huh? (Hispanic woman talking) Now now Roselyn be nice. I foget what else the woman says but me and Roselyn sit at a table. So, she's your mom. Mmhmm. Why are you here? is it about something because i have something to do. Did you and me meet before? I get the strangest feeling that we met before. Its a small world who knows. Look, forgive me if i seem too foward but. Do you ever have really vivid dreams, sometimes so vivid that, you can't tell if your awake or asleep? Oh yea. I get dreams like that all the time. Do you keep a totem? No whats that? (I explain to her the nature of a totem and what it represents)

(Dream switches)

Final dream: The briefcase.

Im in a car with a bunch of men in suits. We are loading up ammunition, and getting ready to exchange a briefcase. (Some guy who looks like robert downey jr. talking) Alright gentleman. Lets not make any mistakes here you got it? (We all nod our heads) We get out the car, and pull up to some warehouse to meet with some other guys to make an exchange for the briefcase. One guy is wearing a grey suit (looks possibly black or mixed) he walks up to us holding a briefcase. (Guy with briefcase talking) Alright at the same time, you open yours, then i open mine you got? (Im now holding a briefcase getting ready to make the exchange) Open yours first. (I open it) There was a note that said.. YOU LOSE!!! I toss the briefcase at him and grabbed the one he had. (Shots are now being fired) Im running now holding the briefcase, while shots are being fired in my direction. Im running down a back alley while two men are chasing me. i make a right turn and try to find a place to run in to and hide. I see a door, i say. "When i walk thru this door i will be at my current home". I open the door, and im at the basement of my home. I yell for Natalia to come out. She walks down the stairs. "Where in the world hell were you"? Don't yell at me! I had to take care of a few things, since i figured you were looking for that Roselyn girl. Well? Well what? Did you find her? No. But listen we got the briefcase now. Well, open it. (I open it) Looking thru files, and records. Wow, (i see peoples names, with numbers on it) Feeling the dream closing in on me, i get one last good look at the numbers and wake up.

Notes: Too many missed reality checks from this dream. I must've really been slacking bad that week. Oh well, i got lucid but...missed too many cues. One at the casino, the bus, and, of course, Roselyn. Sucks cause i really wanted to have a adventure with that dream character. Overall i really was pleased at myself to become lucid at the beginning of this dream, and toward the end of this dream. I had this dream after WBTB at, 5:30 and woke up at 8:15 I i did a mantra before bed about, wanting to become lucid in the dream. But needed to be specific about when i wanted to become lucid. This is why it is so important to train the subconscious mind thruout the day, and during WBTB. I find that if i don't do it, then i tend to go along with whatever is happening in my dreams.

DJ Log: November 9, 2011 – 1:15AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

Notes: This is quite the timing for a dream. I was very tired this evening and was falling asleep in my chair while surfing eBay. I laid down at around 12:30am and had quite a vivid dream where I visited a place I remember from a previous dream many years ago. I fully realized that it was a dream, but I didn't quite become lucid - well, maybe a very low level of lucidity.

I am walking down a dark concrete corridor with a couple friends. We walk through an industrial steel doorway and into a small room which has a low-hanging natural rock ceiling. We walk around the low center, then see that there are a couple of crevices in the rock which we can climb through.

One of my friends takes the lead as we crawl through the larger crevice and end up in a small cavern area. There are bright rays of light shining in through a couple of cracks above which slightly illuminate the area. There is a small amount of water trickling down the wall. I look around for a bit, then realize that this area looks very familiar.

I look at my friend who is standing closest to me and say, "You know, I've been to this spot before. I'm pretty sure I was in this exact spot in a dream many years ago." He looks at me slightly puzzled and asks, "Are you so sure it was a dream?" I reply, "I'm sure it was. It was a dream which I had many years ago and still remember very clearly." He asked, "If you remember this spot from a dream, was that thing there before?" as he points to something behind me. I turn around and look to see that there is a large electric motor hanging from the rock ceiling in the corner of the cavern we are standing in. I say, "No, that wasn't there before."

I crawl over to examine the strangely located motor. At a first look, it appears to be glued to the rock. Upon a closer look, I can see that it is bolted to the rock by a steel flange. The motor is coupled to a shaft which disappears into the rock. I look at it for a bit, then decide that I must find out what it does. I tell my friends to go back to the entrance of the cavern and look for a switch box.

As we walk back out, I find an electrical disconnect switch bearing a label that reads, "Rock Horn." Wondering what the heck this thing does, I switch on the disconnect and hear a slight humming noise coming from behind me. There is another electrical panel on the wall with a sign that reads, "To Activate Horn, Use Remote." I look around for a bit, but do not find such a remote.

My friends walk away and leave me behind as I'm looking for the remote. When I give up and walk back out of the corridor, one of my friends says, "Is this the remote you're looking for?" as he is pointing to a push-button control box hanging at the entrance to the corridor. I walk up and look at it to see that it has a green start button and a red stop button on it. Out of curiosity, I push the green start button and nothing happens. I push it again and a strange sound fills the area. It sounds sort of like a fog horn, but much lower in tone. I push the stop button and the sound slowly fades out - along with the dream...

DJ Log: September 24, 2011 – 5:15AM (USA Eastern)
· NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

(Note: I drank a full glass of mixed organic tart cherry, pomegranate, and apple juice about an hour before going to bed. Additionally, during WBTB, I drank another half glass of the same, then repeated the following mantra while falling asleep, “Earth, Air, Fire, Water: I will lucid dream tonight.”)

I awaken on a couch, stark naked, trying to figure out where I'm at. I ask myself, “How much did I drink last night and who ended up taking me home with them?” I rub my eyes for a moment, then look around the room while asking myself, “Where the fuck am I? Why does my head hurt so much? Did someone put something in my drink again? Have I been raped again? God, I hope they at least enjoyed it, because I can't remember anything.” As my eyes start to clear up, the living room triggers a lot of distant memories. This is a place I have been many times before.

I sit up on the couch while looking around the room, trying to put the pieces together. The familiar medium oak wood paneling on the bottom half of the walls and light floral wall paper, separated by a dark chair rail. The large wooden console TV adds a hint of familiarity, as well as the classic 1970's dishrag color scheme sofa. A familiar canary yellow Western Electric rotary-dial phone is hanging on the wall and I've seen these yellow and pink floral curtains before. The circular textured tan and brown ultra-shag carpet only appears in one place in my memory cells. After a brief moment, I fully realize that I am in my grandmother's old house-trailer and quickly become lucid.

I look around the living room and kitchen for my grandmother, but she is nowhere to be found. The couch is not comfortable to sleep on, so I pick up my pillow, blanket, dream journal, flashlight and a couple bottles of water, then wander toward the bedrooms to find the spare bed. The master bedroom has a king size bed with 2 people sleeping in it. Strangely, neither of them is my grandmother. The guest bedroom has no bed at all and is packed full of random junk. I go back into the living room and drop everything on the floor, and then say to myself, “Let's try this again.”

I look at the floor and watch my feet lift off the carpet. I hover slightly off the floor and look toward the bedrooms again. I feel the dream collapsing quickly, so I look back at 'the floor and rub my hands together. My vision is almost completely blacked out, so I slowly close my eyes and yell, “STABILIZE NOW!!!” as loud as I can. I gently open my eyes and see that I am back in the same room and the clarity has improved significantly. Now, I can smell the mold in the air conditioner and the woody smell that the house-trailer always had. My eyes are able to perceive the flickering of the circular fluorescent ceiling light and my ears can detect the soft buzzing from the ballast. The extra plush carpet tickles my feet slightly as I hover just slightly above it.

I glide my way back to the bedrooms again. This time, the master bedroom is absolutely huge with four king size beds in it that they are all empty. I float through, then turn around and go towards the guest bedroom. The guest bedroom is even bigger than the master bedroom and it has a king size water bed next to a couple of windows. On the opposite wall is a huge sectional sofa with a low table and some lamps. I turn back to the bed and decide that this is where I am going back to sleep at. The water temperature is perfect and its covered with a huge, fluffy blanket. There are several pillows stacked up and it looks really comfortable. The headboard has bookshelves on both sides that are full of antique books and various ornamental items.

As I stand there looking at the bed, something sparkles in the window. I walk over to the window and see nothing but darkness outside. Deciding that I must see what's on the other side, I try to open the window, but it's stuck. I look around the room for something to break the window with, but there is nothing solid enough. I hold my hand in front of my face and summon a baseball bat. I put my hand down and see a wooden baseball bat leaning in the corner. I pick up the bat and whack the window, knocking a small piece of glass out. Realizing that the glass is going to put up a fight, I draw the bat back behind me and pummel the ever living shit out of the window. After several strikes, the glass gives way and falls out of the window frame.

I float up and climb out the window. There is a ledge under the windows which connects to a large 3rd floor deck. I hover around for a moment, and then do a nose pinch RC to reassure my lucidity and validate the dream state before I do something stupid, like jumping off a 3rd story ledge. I step to the edge of the ledge, then jump up and fly into the sky. My first thought is that I want to fly as high as I can and see if I can still see the house. I start to fly and the dream starts to fade. I stop and rub my hands together again and stabilize once again.

Suddenly, I remember the tasks of the month: walk on water and control at least two of the elements. I look down and see a swimming pool. I fly down and hit the water, but sink quickly. I jump out of the pool, and then look to my right to see a couple of DCs hanging some very large balloons on a clothes line. I take a couple of steps toward them and they immediately stop and look at me with a frightened look. I raise my arms into the air and command the air to fill one of the balloons. The balloon quickly inflates and floats upward on the clothes line. As this happens, the DCs eyes get wide as they take a couple of steps back and stare at the balloon, gasping in disbelief. I look at them and say, “What's wrong? Wanna see that again?” I inflate a second balloon, but the others will not take any air because they have large holes in them.

I jump up and fly past the balloons, then realize that I need to control another element. I turn around in mid-flight and look at the balloons that wouldn't take air. While in flight, I raise my left arm and clench my fist, then point my fist down toward the Earth. When I raise my arm, there is a hole in the Earth and the displaced dirt is floating just above me. While keeping the displaced piece of Earth up with my left hand, I use telekinesis to push the balloons and the clothes line into the hole, and then I bury them with the dirt that I was keeping elevated with my left hand. At this point, both DCs shriek in terror and run away.

Feeling quite satisfied, I start to fly away, then realize that I should try the pool again. I fly over to the pool and land on the deck by the water's edge. I stare intently at the water for a moment, then take a step onto it. The surface gives way, but I am able to walk about ankle-deep in the water. The water is very squishy and soft, but it supports my weight. As I walk, the water makes a sound similar to that of walking in wet shows. I walk across the pool, then I turn around and raise both arms, commanding the water to solidify. Instantly, the ripples in the water stop moving and the surface takes on a matte finish. I carefully step onto the surface again and it feels sort of like walking on a water bed. The surface feels solid, but it's squishy underneath. I walk across the pool again and step off onto the deck.

Being thoroughly satisfied with the accomplishments, I decide that I should wake up and write it all in my dream journal. I close my eyes and say, “Wake up! NOW!” I awaken into my bed and reach over to grab my dream journal. I flip open the cover and slide the pen out of the coils. I reach up above my pillow to turn on my flashlight and it won't turn on. I think to myself, “Shit, I must have bumped it last night and the batteries are dead.” I open my eyes and see a dark room. I press the switch on the flashlight again and the circle of light appears on the ceiling, but no light is reflected onto my journal, nor the rest of the room. I look at the flashlight and the bulb looks like a black hole which is sucking in all of the light around it. I press the switch again and the bulb lights up brightly, but there is no light in the room.

I give myself a nose pinch RC and it passes. Becoming a bit confused now, I look at my left hand and count 7 fingers and a thumb. I say to myself, “Nice! False awakening strikes again, dumbass!” as I become lucid once again. I quickly jump out of bed and turn around to see myself still laying in the bed. I think to myself, “This is very nice, but I don't have time for an OOBE.” I slap myself in the face a couple of times while yelling, “WAKE UP AND WRITE THIS SHIT DOWN BEFORE YOU FORGET IT! ...WAKE UP NOW! ...DO IT! ...DO IT NOW!”

I wake up in my bed once again and pass both a nose pinch and finger count. I reach over and grab my dream journal, flip it open and slide the pen out of the coils. I reach up and press the switch on the flashlight that is wedged between the mattress and the wall. The flashlight lights up properly and I commence logging this entry.

(Note: My maternal grandmother passed away about 17 years ago. She was the only relative that would listen to me and what I had to say. She was always interested in having conversations about anything I wanted to talk about. Most of my other aunts and such were not open to hearing anything that a younger person had to say. They would always say things like, “Children should be seen and not heard.” My grandmother was also the only relative that was not obsessed over the fact that I had no interest in girls. My aunts and uncles would always harass me and ask when I was going to get married and start having kids. Needless to say, it was always an enjoyable time to visit with her, and it was a very sad moment when she passed on.)

I had a very bizarre dream that I'm compelled to document. It wasn't quite lucid, but...well, read on.

Early as I can remember, I was in heaven in what looked like a cross between a mall and a cathedral. It was very crowded. By chance I found the man who had murdered me in heaven also. I declared that I was going to kill him (smite his soul or whatever) and that the Angel of Vengeance was on my side. After this short monologue I was about to attack the guy, but before I could do anything he stabbed me, killing me. After a short delay I was reborn as an angel of vengeance, called a One (Something--I can't quite recall what, it wasn't "Winged", I think it started with an M) Angel, and not just one--it seems as I had spawned as a squad of armed angels. It seems that this rebirth had taken some time, since after returning the man had been long gone. I searched heaven looking for the man but could not find him. Instead I returned to Earth and, running out of patience, I began to kill anyone who looked like the guy (from the start of the fight to here, the dream passed as some sort of weird top-down camera strategy RPG). It seems that to end my rampage I was returned to Earth with no memory except the name "One (Whatever) Angel". The dream then seemed to follow me on a search to find out what this name meant. I began by asking clergy or people who seemed religious; they all either straight-faced denied that they exist or looked at me in shock and horror and told me to get away from them. As my search went on with no answers I began just asking random strangers (my search took me to a drink stand just as it was closing in what was some in-dream deja vu, as I'd recognized this even from a deep early part of the dream that I don't now remember). Early on in my search I'd come across a girl who had overheard me asking questions at some point and had taken an interest in me. She eventually explained to me that she could help me remember everything through a process that involved dreams (vaguely Inception-style); I seemed to have a vague understanding of this process already and was firmly against it for a while. As time went on and my search for answers grew more desperate I eventually agreed to try it. It was to take place in what looked like some sort of park. As I entered, I came in behind an old, black lady accompanied by a young child. I recognized the old lady as someone I had previously asked about the angel who was disturbed by my question. The child stopped ahead of her and turned around, he asked, "Are you sure you want to do this? It could be the last time..." to which the old lady responded with something about helping these troubled young folk. I followed them to where the girl was waiting for us (I'm going to give her the name Ashley, it seems to fit my memory). In addition to the old, black woman (let's call her Oracle, since she looked like the latter version from the Matrix), Jon Voight was (apparently) helping us. They explained that Ashley would have to sit/lay on top of me in order to merge our dreams and gave me a large bag to put over my butt since apparently the process had several unpleasant side effects (supposedly most people shat themselves upon coming out of it). I sat down on a bench and they gave me some sort of injection and then immediately I was in the back (left) seat of a car, with Ashley sitting to my left, the others in the front (Jon Voight driving). I explained to them that I was once an oneironaught myself and briefly described my first lucid dream. As if to reply and boast of his own lucid dreaming skill, Jon Voight turned his head into an inflated version of Ashley's head. We all laughed, but I noticed that the situation was rather strange so I did a reality check that failed. I quickly exclaimed, "Holy shit, we're dreaming already! That's amazing." Then I looked over at Ashley, who was looking at me also, however she appeared out of it or drunk. I noted here that despite the reality check failing I didn't seem to be able to exert any lucid control; at the time I attributed this to the process occurring in the overarching dream storyline but now that I think about it after the fact it seemed kind of weird. At this point I had a very brief false awakening (I only remember because I awoke to a lit room before actually awakening) which was followed quickly by an actual awakening.

I'm not going to count this among my lucid dreams being as it fit into the context of the dream that my reality check would fail (maybe this also explains my apparent lack of dream control). It was a curious experience. I'm a little disappointed I didn't get to see the end to my search for answers.

I was recording the last 2 dreams in this journal, in a dream journal, in my dream. While i was doing this, i was reliving the dreams, talk about deja vu O_O

Notes: 'Warning' and 'UKJp' stemmed from my hobbies, mainly being involved with fanfic in fandom, both English and Japanese.

I recorded all these with my iPod Touch by hooking up my earbuds, opening the voice recorder app and just clicking the record button whenever I woke up with a dream! It worked beautifully. Before, I was struggling with getting anything more than keywords down so this is an exciting breakthrough.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

04.16.2011

Warning (Non-lucid)

Mom was about to read a fanfic. There was a column of something online, but later there were three. There were warnings on the link titles at the top of the columns, you had to hover to read them. It wouldn't show them though, it would just show the title of the link. So I went into the source code to find it but it was all in Japanese. I found the line of English, and it had a word with a colon plus the warnings. It said that the story had scat, though I remember thinking that it wasn't quite that. I tried to warn her but she got angry at me. It was like the dreams where we fight or she's crazy. I cried but she didn't care. Honestly I just wanted to help, I didn't mean anything by it. I think this somehow involved my sister, like mom was looking over this for her.

Beach Contest (Non-lucid)

Me, my sister and my aunt were going to the beach for some kind of challenge that was going on. When we went we were worried that it wasn't actually going on then but what we saw when we got there reassured us. Even though I think it had something to do with there being more people, there actually wasn't that many there.

We're walking along the beach and there's feces on the ground. I think I point it out. My aunt starts running ahead and me and my sister run after. I try to avoid the feces but my sister doesn't at first. There's a dog running ahead of us, probably the one making the mess, and I get the feeling it's ours. It was a light brown and reminds me of a mini Cerberus from Eyeshield 21. XD We kind of halfheartedly call out after it.

I know at some point we go to a picnic table. My aunt gets up on the bench to the right and starts dancing. I get up on the top and notice some type of canopy overhead. I decide to leave the spot for my sister, though I worry how she'll stand without hitting her head. I go to the left bench to dance.

There are peanut butter M&Ms, but I point out to my aunt how weirdly shaped they are. They were big and kind of mutated. I think there was another kind of candy and we were trading, or she reached over and ate a piece of mine.

At some point there were these guys, part of the contest and against us, I remember seeing them in the water. I was shy but my sister went up to talk to them. Apparently there was this gum stuff keeping us together and it came off. I was shocked and swam really fast after her, though I hesitated for a second because in RL I can't swim and the water there seemed deep. But I had no trouble in the dream. My aunt was somewhere behind us. I remember the gum stuff got stuck to somebody's leg and I didn't want to pull it off because it'd hurt.

I was able to see myself, at least my face, as if from the sky. My hair was shorter, maybe a bit over my shoulders. It was dry from having been wet, and had my blond streak in it. I think I looked younger.

UKJp (Non-lucid)

England x China, fanfic chapters 1, A, 2 and 3. Deja vu.

I just finished burning down the house, so I guess I should record my dreams.

Torotot Wars (lucid)
NON-DREAM NON-LUCID LUCID
I wielded my pair of torotots (Tagalog for paper towel rolls XD) and ran around smashing people over the head with them. They were attacking me inside my house, so the paper towels rolls are all I could find. I ran into my bedroom to catch my breath and do a reality check. 'Looks like I'm dreaming', I thought as air passed through my closed mouth. I walked into my hallway, and I slashed the throat of an enemy. What the hell? I thought, the short torotot had turned into my purple dagger. Sweet. I tried to turn the long one into a long sword, but someone knocked it out of my hand and tackled me. Before I could run outside to get to the apocalypse ship in China for the LPTC, he took my dagger and plunged it through my chest.

Water Pong
NON-DREAM NON-LUCID LUCID
I opened the door and sat down on the edge of the chair. Naomi and Nick were in bathing suits, playing a game in a small pool, kinda like ping pong and water polo. They were trying to score by getting the ball past a blue line behind their opponent. Naomi kicked Nick's ass, and I was asked if I wanted to play. I got up and waited a bit to think about it, and said, "Sure." I took off my shirt and got in the pool. I cracked my knuckles and the judge threw the ball into the middle of the water. I lunged for the ball, colliding with Naomi.

For a Good Cause
NON-DREAM NON-LUCID LUCID
I visited someone's house as my parent's talked with other parents about some sort of cause that had to do with school. I walked around the house and visited a room with high ceilings and an opening to an upstairs. I heard my brother and some of his friends up there. I yelled, "Get down here!" and all three of the jumped maybe fifteen feet downwards. They were all wearing ugly, shiny, gold clothes and flashy jewelry. "What are you wearing?!" I questioned. My bro said, "We are wearing this stuff for a reason," and one of his friends started doing some dirty dance.

Not Again
NON-DREAM NON-LUCID LUCID
Rachel, Bowen, and I walked outside to the parking lot to check something for our bio class with a few other students. We walked back into the classroom and it was fenced out by the construction workers. The sign on the class read, "Go to room 6311 for your backpacks, check room 3211 for Ms. D." "Oh well," I said, "let's just go home." Alex walked up to us looking rather sickly. "You want these peanut butter marshmallow sandwich? I'm to sick to eat." Rachel and I said, "No, thanks." Alex set it down on a tray by one of the pillars. Bowen ran back to grab it and took a few bites. "You're actually eating that?" I asked. "Mhm," he nodded. "Gross..." I watched some asshole driver in a tan Toyota speed onto the sidewalk. 'I know that car...' I thought.

This ending to the dream and the car I saw is exactly the same as the one I remember dreaming about three years ago.

The dream skips and my mom is taking my brother and I to the parking lot. It suddenly become dusk, and the street light ominously lit up a small section of the lot. The car was racing down the lanes of the parking lot trying to run us over. "Run!" I screamed. We all scrambled through shortcuts trying to outwit the driver, which worked almost flawlessly. We slipped between cars and the driver lost us for a second. My mom and my brother ignorantly ran towards our car; they didn't see the man driving towards them. "Wait!" I called out to them with no response. The man stopped and got out of his car. My brother saw him pull out a pistol and ran back toward me, but the man shot him in the back of the knee, and he crumpled to the ground. He pointed the gun toward my mom, and she whipped out a pistol from her pocket. I ducked down and heard two quick shots and a body falling. I don't know whose it was.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

23:00 GMT

Sliding
I’m walking on a very tall inclined ramp, which is supposed to be some kind of viaduct, but the cars on it just start to slide down, due to inclination. I was going up, but then I’m really curious with this, because the cars then become people, pigs and kittens and they are all sliding down this ramp.
At the end of the ramp, there’s only a concrete floor, so I watch animals and people falling painfully on the ground and I feel sorry for them. I also slip but I can fly, so I land very graciously. Down around the ramp are people sitting on chairs just watching these other people falling. I wonder what is this horrible show about. A girl then explains to the people present that this used to be a popular anti-gay sport. (What??) She explained only the very manly men would have the guts to slide down this enormous ramp to land on this hard floor to prove they were really though. But now people use it as an equality celebration, so boys, old ladies, little girls with their kittens, everybody takes the slide and slams down on the ground. How ridiculous!

Confrontation with a dark lord (incomplete)
I enter a town. I’m walking down a deserted street which reminds me of Lisbon downtown but more medieval. Then I see my reflection on some window and realise I also look medieval, with long straight hair and tiny braids. I make a U-turn at the end of the street and I see two bad looking guys coming in my direction. I feel threatened so I decide to fly away, but instead of just flying away, a machine materializes under my feet as I think about flying, like two metallic steps that hover and fly me away extremely fast. I reach the centre of the town and hover among loads of people who walk peacefully under some arcades. They look surprised with my gadget. Too surprised actually, so I decide to step down from it. But then some guy bumps into me violently and drags me accidentally to inside a tavern and we fall on the floor and my machine gets all broken into pieces. He his very sorry and offers to help me. Pays me some drink and we sit on the back table trying to put the pieces together. As we try to fix it I realise the pieces don’t match and are increasing in numbers. Then I have a huge déjà vu and tell him ”We’ve been here before, doing exactly this!”. He asks me “Like time travel?” and I say “I remember being on this situation with you before and at that time we got stuck on it endlessly. This is a distraction maneuver, the machine will never be fixed. I must go.” So I left.
(gap)
I end up in the middle of a group who’s throwing a banquet. They hand me over some plate and I decide to join in. It’s kind of outside gathering on a garden but prolonging indoors. I check some table inside with some food and I choose to take an omelette, some pasta, green cubes, some weird pinkish translucent steak-like thing and lots of sauce.
Back outside I sense a strong darkness, I look up and I see him. He sits on a high throne overlooking the guests. He is all dressed in black and has long black hair. He reminds me of Severus Snape, but in a younger, scarier yet much more attractive figure... I sense his mind control over people, so I do a kind of voodoo thing to escape his control, by visualizing the food I’m eating as himself: as I eat it (him), I gain control over him or at least he loses control over me. But I am not sure if it works. Then I’m called to his presence and when close to his throne he says there’s a cup of dessert which was specially kept aside for me. Others are looking jealous and seem about to eat my dessert if I don’t pick it up fast, but I wonder if it really is a privilege or if it’s poisoned.
(gap)
Then I am chasing him around the town, but he can also fly and teleport so I lose track of him. I reach an internal square patio and I see an open door to a building. I sense that he went inside, so I enter and I see this long corridor. It’s crowded with young people, like a university and I have trouble getting across.

Then frustration, because I can't recall the end....

6:00 GMT

Very unusual night so this will be an unusual entry. I slept 11h 17m. But I still don't feel rested.

I dreamed that my mother gave birth to a pair of twin girls. I either have a wife or I live with my sister. I also have a son and maybe another daughter. They might be adopted as well. None of my family members look or act as they should. I feel like I'm another person in another family. Anyway, we split the newborn twins so that my mother cares for one and I care for the other. This seems to be a point of contention in the family. I want the children to be raised a certain way while my mother wants another.

Then the dream skips around through the childhood of these children and I get to see the difference between the twin raised by my mother and the one raise by me. I recall one scene where we are outside a movie theater. Our kids get into a fight with a group of bullies. I break up the fight. Then my son starts drawing something on the sidewalk in paint and everyone watches like he's a virtuoso artist.

Throughout the night, this dream theme recurred in different ways. In one, I am sitting in a dark movie theater, watching a movie about the same storyline. My part was played by Dustin Hoffman. Which now reminds me of his portrayal in Death of a Salesman. Something about appearing on the cover of a magazine dressed as an astronaut. In another dream, I am married and either me or my wife is dying of cancer.

I mostly recall that all these dreams were emotionally charged. I have all this anxiety about family and being a father. Today I feel drained and tired.