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**abridged due to pain***

I leap out of bed. I am a savage white werelion with a necklace of tiny skulls around my neck. I roar and create a portal with a bone-dagger.

I leap through, spinning, and land on the moon.

I am near the koi pond. Raven is watching the fish.

She looks at me. I morph into a quicksilver dragon, then a giant three headed canine with the head of a pit bull, a wolf, and a chihuahua. I growl softly.

"FLUFFY!" Raven laughs and hugs me.

"Someone is going to have nightmares tonight." Raven slams her fist into her palm, and she becomes enwreathed in violet and black flame. Her dress becomes black, and she grows two horns. Her eyes become green and lavender. She laughs maniacally and creates a portal.

A zombie-basset hound head comes out of my chest, and sniffs the ground. We leap into the portal, and end up in the bedroom of a fat want to be badass. He has posters of Sylvester Stallone on his walls and some dumbells on the floor.

"So, this is the sadistic "bad ass" that tortures dogs for pleasure?" Raven asks.

I leap on to his chest and smell him with my zombie-hound head. "Yep. This is our target."

Raven chuckles, and I quietly growl with all four heads. The room vibrates with the rumbles. The man's astral body wakes up. I bark with my pit bull head, howl with my wolf head, bay with my hound head, and yip maniacally with my chihuahua head. The din is maddening.

The man screams in sheer terror, trying to push me off of him. I jump off and he runs out the door into the street. Raven and I teleport outside, and Raven summons a wall in front of him which he slams into.

I roar, and alter the landscape to be a giant puppy mill completely on fire. I turn the man's clothes into a dog costume. He runs around freaking out. Raven creates a small cage, which he runs into.

We slowly walk into it. The man is backed up against a wall. The man's face is frozen in a silent scream. Raven creates a portal on the back wall. It looks sinister with black thorns swirling around it.

"only one way out," Raven states flatly.

The man looks at us. I am frothing at all four mouths. He leaps into a portal to Hell. We follow.

The man falls down for hours, and lands on a boulder in a great cavern full of fiery pits. Demon dogs fly about in pain and anger. I leap upon him, and devour his innards. He writhes and screams in pain. Raven shoots a bolt of lightning into his mouth placidly. His body reforms.

Raven and I merge into a great fiery angel-demon. We grab the man, and fling him into outer space, and follow. "here you will die, o 'brave warrior'," I whisper.

"Who are you?" He screams.

"WE ARE VENGEANCE!"

The man wakes up. We are in his room, a dark witch and monster. He sits up and sees us. "We are Nightmares." he screams and wets the bed. We laugh and fade away.

Non-dream Dream

Dream 1:

I am in a group of 8 people and I'm not fitting in well. I am trying to hook up with some chick but she is with someone else. No matter how hard I try I do the wrong thing.

Dream 2:

I am older and at a high school party with the guys from Workaholics. Some young chicks at the party are scheming. There is a long-haired guy there who started off as Matt Damon but changed later on. The girls trick him into eating a drugged hamburger then they kill his dog. He buried his dog out on a dirt road. Some kids drive by and laugh at him. MB is there and his wife is making fun of his small penis. All of our wives show up to the party and we are embarrassed that we are there.

I am playing craps at the party and person rolling the dice sucks. I am also playing blackjack with the side bet. I almost got a straight flush but the dealer paid out for it anyway. The chips were: red-$5, green-$25, and the $100's were also green but just had a 1 on them. I won another blackjack side pot with an A,3,4 of spades. They were all in my hand somehow and I got paid. The dealer showed another spade and I tried to get paid again.

One kid at the party tells me that he was born in 1999 and was about to go to college for business. I said "WTF - kids born in 1999 are going to college?!?" At that point I realize the year must be ~2017.

Two of the girls at the party are showing their vaginas. They were very tight. One of them starts talking to me about quantum mechanics.

Dream 3:

I almost get hit by a crow.

I can't think of a title for this one
Non-Lucid: We (meaning my whole family, no cousins though) are in some kind of futurisic building. Earlier in the dream something really odd and creepy was happening in the building, something out of a horror movie. Though that part of the dream still wasn't a nightmare, and there was also some game/puzzle related things that I remember only vaguely.

The room we're now is the size of a typical fast food joint. The walls are a blueish metal, some parts have a blue/purple light running up it in a tube. In the center of the room is a pit about 7-10 feet deep with a white mist on the bottom and a pink light illuminating the walls of the pit. Standing in the pit are three platforms at the same level of the floor we are standing on, supporting them were thin poles a foot in diameter at most. The floor is the same metal as the walls but instead of a blueish tint it is gray. At the far end of the room are two large windows that take up most of the far wall. There is also a door that leads out to a metal balcony or more likely a deck.

We, that is me, my mother, my grandfather, grandmother, my and on of my aunts, hop over the platforms to my dog who has fallen ill. While The "trying to fix my dog" part of the dream goes on for awhile and isn't worth writing about.

After the dog business is done we observe a severe storm outside. Thunder, cloud to ground lightning, the whole deal. A perfect replica of severe storm. I find myself thinking about what I would take my room if a fire started. I concluded that I would take my Iphone, kindle, my Grado Headphones, and a few other things that I can't seem to recall.

5-ish a.m. had to pee

Sat in an outside restaurant with three people I know (don't know who). I felt that it was somewhere abroad. We tried to order but didn't get any food for a long time. We switched tables, and we had ordered with another name than the name we used when we complained, which led to mix-ups. At our new table the ground sloped heavily, and together with the waiters we tried to fix it by putting things under the legs of the table. We soon gave up though, and switches tables again.
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Later we were in a tower, where we were held prisoners by an unseen wizard. I tried too flee and the wizard soon appeared to chase me down. I ran faster than him though, but as soon as i looked away from him, he shapeshifted into different fastrunning creatures. Among other things he became a dog. He couldn't bite me though I somehow learned, and by feigning some i managed to run down a couple of stairs. He finally caught me though.
(---)
I remember trading movies with someone. VHS, but I vaguely remember finding something interesting.

after peeing and jotting down some dream notes, i tried to WILD, but felt uncomfortable. After about half an hour i moved from the bed to the couch. More comfy, but i had a hard time concentrating on WILDing, after I while I gave up and just tried to fall asleep.

9:08 a.m. on the sofa

Johanna and I was visiting a pig farm or something like that. The farmer showed us how to herd them into cages, feed them, and electronically elevate the cage up to the slaughter room. The floor on the cages had large holes so that the pigs had a hard time just keeping balance to keep them from jumping out of the roofless cage.

Johanna - Om jag var en gris skulle jag hoppat ur buren, skulle inte du?
Jag - Jag har ingen aning om hur jag skulle tänka om jag var en gris.

1st dream

Conspiracy theory is performing at my elementary lunch room. The sound messes up and I continue to play a beat on a table but they walk out anyway. I don't know how their sound is set up but I can't fix it.

2nd dream

I'm in my bed with my eyes closed and all of a sudden I can see everything. The dream obviously started..maybe this is what happens when people complain about not being able to keep their eyes shut. I mean because this is a really good FA. I walk into the bathroom and I see a small pot with flowers on the ground. They look like they were cut from a tree in my yard but they're purple. I know she left them. She can't be too far. I get outside and I see a turtle walking on the ceiling of my carport. So Nevermind..it's a straight up dream. Something in waking life wakes me up.

3rd dream
I'm back in my bed. I imagine it rocking back and forth and it does. All of a sudden I can see everything again and now my bed is floating. Things blackout again...must have just gotten some vivid hi. It feels like I'm traveling down a river except I controll every rocking motion I'm feeling. It stops and I can see again.

I get out of bed and there's a guy who looks like he's made of glue in the kitchen. I ask him if he knows where Kaomea is...he doesn't answer...I don't think he can talk. My pops is in the livining room. I can't get a straight answer out of him even when I stry to ask backwards questions like "tell me where everyone isn't except for Koamea". The only thing I get out of him was she was in fact the person who left the flowers.

I head outside and it's thundering and raining. It stops and I head to the back yard. D's dog (who passed away) is there. She's chained up to a pole in the basketball court and is sitting in the only dry spot. I unchain her and tell her to find Kaomea. It sniffs around a bit and starts heading to the house then I stop it and let it smell the flowers she left. She turned around and started digging a hole.

My sister was there, and I didn't have time to listen to what she said. I just jumped down this hole. It was different from my portals as this thing seemed to go in forever. Finally I arrived at some office. It looked like a telemarketing office but one of the DC's said it was hell. Hmmm hell doesn't look so bad, or maybe that's what they want me to think! Anyways, I'm here with some random DCs who slid down as well and we'er walking from office to office. They just want to leave. I want to find Kaomea. In fact I think I remember reading about how she was here recently.

I continue questioning any and all DCs on her whereabouts. None of them know. We come up to security, and they stopped us and tell us satan is back there. A few kicks and punches, and I'm in. He approaches us. He's this Asian guy wih a maroon rayon shirt. He says none of belong here so we have to leave. I tell him that I just need to find Kaomea and I'll be on my way. He says something and we walk a bit and he shows the other people out.

I think this guy is pulling a fast one. I turn around and head through the area with more guards. There was a wall with a window. I jumped through it without shattering the glass and continued on. Some clown tried to stop me, but I ruined his day. I don't see this punk anywhere. I come to another room and something's off. Outside

I can see clouds. Wtf. Some guy taps me on the shoulder and says "Satan told me to give you this". He had headset in his hands. What!? The guy tells me that I'm the senior ranking individual here now. "Wait what!?" He says if I get addicted to crack in the future...either way the job is mine now. Then he calls me by my brothers name. I told him that wasn't me. He says "oh the. It must have been a mixup". He looks in his computer and presses a few buttons and says "worker". I walk away from the guy and wake up.

07.20.2012

You Can Do it (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I took a nap around 2 PM or so, and woke up around 5:15 PM I guess?

3 hours for a "nap", no wonder my recall of this is better than those skewed recall with 1-2 hour naps.

I'm following an Asian man, he's wearing a hoodie, without the actual top on his head, has glasses on, and your generic light blue jeans. I don't know why I'm following him right now, but it seems we're both having a decent conversation while going through waves of people.

He has black spiked hair as well, but it's only spiked at the edges, everything else is smooth. He's making most of the conversation, and I'm just answering what he asks me. After we get out of the airport, the environment shifts to where it feels like we're in some kind of run-down urban area.

The whole atmosphere just breathes that this area is industrialized. As I'm following the Asian man, I noticed that we're walking on some old and faded out wood. There are a few wood houses and stores to the right of us, but I ignore all of them and focus my attention on following the Asian man.

I look to my left, and I see a few more wooden houses, but they are more spread out, and they are high off the ground and supported by some long wooden beams. The ground itself is pretty much light brown and sandy dirty. As I continue to limit my sensory input on the environment more to catch up with the Asian man I'm following, I randomly asked the man if he plays Runescape.

When he responds, he speaks so fast, that I could barely recognize what he said. Instead of saying "pardon me" or "excuse me," I just tried to speak fast too to show that I didn't understand what he declared.

He takes the hint and speaks slowly, and declares, "HaHaIhave0Range." It felt like a weird name to have, and I even repeated it just to make sure I heard him correctly, which I guess I did since he didn't respond back to me for correction. He then asks me what my Runescape username is.

"King Wuggles."

I start to giggle silently because I realized that sounds so silly to admit to someone, and then the man starts laughing more than I did, which compels me to laugh just as loud as him. I continued to block more of the environment I'm in, and it seems it's night time right now.

I'm finally inside the man's house, at least that's what I think I'm in right now. There's a few light sources, both ranging from faded yellow to bright orange, and I think he said that we can play a game on his Nintendo 64.

The moment he mentioned that, I started to have images of outdated graphics in my head, but I figured I might as well be sociable to the guy, since I am staying at his place (apparently).

He turns on the T.V., and it turns out the game that we're playing on the N64 is actually a Basketball game. I didn't really care too much about it, but it was a good time killer. The graphics were actually pretty decent, dare I even say better than actual N64 graphics.

For the game itself, we were playing in an indoor Basketball stadium, and I think some of the characters' heads were a little bigger than their actual body. I think one of the teams we were using were wearing white outfits and long black socks.

I can't remember much of who won or lost, and I could care less. The guy disappears, and I assume he's just going out to get something, and then the dream shifts to where I'm outside again.

It's not night time anymore, but close to it, and I can still see the sun on the horizon. I'm standing on the light brown sandy ground surface I mentioned before when I was following the Asian man. There are a few vehicles that look like your 1960s type of small trucks and cars passing by me.

I wasn't sure how these people were able to distinguish the proper lanes to be on, since I couldn't see any lines that would majorly help with preventing accidents. I see the house that I was in before the dream shift, and I immediately start running to get there.

I see a vehicle coming to my direction going diagonally on my right side, which leads me to assume the driver will keep going that path. I run a little faster from this assumption, and she nearly runs me over.

I pause for a moment, turned around to look back at the idiot trying to run me over, but I knew I couldn't do anything about it. The reason being is that when she was driving, she was either so lifeless to not know where she's going, or she's being too careful to where she's not actually paying attention to the area she's driving at.

I somehow jump up on top of the same house that's elevated through long wooden beams, or maybe I climbed a ladder, not too sure on that. I noticed the dream environment changes into night time again instead of being in the onset of it.

The place is empty, and I'm still outside of the small house. It has a square walkway for you to see things outside before actually going into the house.

After looking around for a little while, I see a HUGE dog that looks like an Alaskan dog, or at least a hybrid of it.

I thought I would feel afraid when it jumped up, but it seems in the back of my mind that I met this dog before. I even presumed that this was the Asian man's pet as well, and I tried to get its attention by saying,

"Hey boy!"

But it doesn't pay attention to me, it simply passes by me and jumps down where I went up. I felt a little disappointed because the dog had this energy that it could be playful and fun to be around. As soon as it jumps off the place I went up, it's like the bottom area was saturated with darkness, and I could not visualize where the dog was going to go.

This prompts me to go back inside of the small house, since it's getting a little too dark out here. Everything is quiet, and I walk a little bit to hear someone talking. The voice sounds like teenager girl, maybe 16 years of age, or at least close to my age of being 18.

By the sound of things, she's arguining with her mother, or an older relative. I can't recall her visage well enough unfortunately, but I do remember her wearing a small green hoodie jacket with fairly long strings on the sides to tighten or loosen it.

She had long and beautiful Platinum Blonde hair. I see there's some food on the table she has her hand resting on, and as I get closer to her, I hear the sounds of the older relative yelling at her. I finally glance over to see that it's a tall redheaded lady.

She's wearing a long green or gray jacket. She has glasses on, and she has a fancy hairstyle. It's hard to describe it, but here goes. From her forehead, the hair is slightly cut off to be in a straight form, and then the sides of her are short, but both of them have depth and a nice orange shine to them.

She immediately silences herself when she sees me, probably because it felt awkward to continue yelling while a guest is here. I actually felt I was in the wrong house, but the mother of the girl didn't seem to mind my presence here. The mother seems to be embarrassed that I heard her yell at her daughter, and she turns around probably to go into house clothing.

After that small drama, I look at the food near the girl on the table. It seems to be some huge sausage with hot dog buns made with white flour. It's inside of a small paper tray, so I guess they went out to buy the food. I take a small bite out of it.

I can't remember the taste though, but I guess it must've tasted pretty good.

It realize that we're in the kitchen, and the lights above are the only ones on at the moment. I turn to the girl, placed my hand on her shoulder, and declared to her with confidence,

"You can do it."

She asks me what I meant by this, but by the time I could make a response, I forget what happens next.

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07.20.2012

Cafeteria Round Table (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm sitting down at a round table in a High School I attended before. Everything outside of the range of this table feels blurry, so I let myself focus on what's in range of my peripheral and main direction of vision.

To my left is a girl name Sarah, the same Sarah that accepted my request to sit by her and her friends in lunch, since I moved to that High School in waking life, and needed people to hang around with so I wouldn't look like a social outcast.

I'm wearing long black pants, a gray shirt, and my black winter jacket. Sarah has her attention to me, but it seems I'm ignoring her. I'm still looking at her with my peripheral vision, and it seems she's smiling at me.

She holds this facial expression a little longer until it's just her mouth being neutral. I couldn't say anything to her or the person to the right of me.

The person to the right of me is Joel, someone that used to question why I didn't talk to others in the tennis team in waking life. He's looks depressed....like he usually is. It's time for everyone to leave and go to their next class. As I'm getting out of my chair, there seems to be something in the way of me and Joel's path. I think it's just a small backpack where you just pull the string to tighten it, and I kick somewhere out of the way.

Joel looks down to try and move it, but he sees I already took care of that, and he goes back to looking all depressed and ignoring me again.

I guess this dream was just portraying proof of how quiet I was at the table when I was a senior in High School....oh well.

20-07-12
around 8:30

Monster Energy
Non-Lucid



I was in my house, I'm sitting on the couch when I decide to walk to the shops. I put my jacket on, and then leave the house. Next thing I remember is being in the shop and walking around, finding things to buy. I remember turning into an aisle, which was filled by lots and lots of Monster energy cans, some where double the size of normal cans. I pick one up and notice that they are boiling hot, this confuses me but I think nothing of it. I turn around and notice this bizarre machine, it was black and had a little compartment bit which you could put the can in. So, I walk over to it and lay the can sideways in the machine. I notice a dial, which had three option, "drizzle", "shower", "storm". I'm confused at what will happen so I choose the shower option, and then a bit of glass slides out and conceals the can. Then water begins spraying inside the compartment, like a car wash. Once it is over, the glass slides back and I lift the can, it isn't wet, but it is very cold. I decide I'm going to buy a few, but then I realize I left my wallet at my house.

I walk through the store, and leave through the main entrance. While walking home, I notice a dog, in the middle of a roundabout, it is leashed to a pole, but the leash is huge so the dog managed to get out that far. The cars are having to go around it, and I decide to leave the area. I begin to walk, but then I notice these two girls walking on the other side of the road. The two of them spot the dog and run over to it, that is when I wake up.

Aids:1/8 tea peppermint oil WBTB
Methods:MILD - Half assed
Morning Supplements:500mg L-Lysine, 500mg C, 595mg Potassium Gluconcate, 1 Super B-Complex
Sleep Quality: Felt refreshed in the morning. Slept solid. Solved pillow issues.

Trying to LD 2:00AM
I am jogging down a familiar street. I see Jeremy and Becki. I invite them over. We are now in my house. But this is my first house. Jeremy talks about how he can tell me how many ghost are here. I tell him I don't want to know. I feel happy and safe here and I don't want to ruin it.

Then I am in my first truck. I am in the passenger side trying to sleep. My wife is in the driver side sleeping but tossing and its bothering me. I am trying to WBTB. I have an audio induction and I want to hear it. I adjust my headphones and try to sleep. I couldn't help but notice that my headphones feel like underwear on my head. Then notice that is light outside and rainy. I see Chris driving up to her daughters house who happens to be my neighbor. I am a little surprised. I hope that she doesn't notice me and my underwear. She is all but starting at me now. I just sigh and close my eyes. All I want to do is have a lucid dream and If I have to do corny things like listen to my underwear then who cares. I actually hear some music. It is a Ke$ha song believe it or not.

*I hear the intro music*

"Maybe I need some rehab,
Or maybe just need some sleep
I've got a sick obsession,
I'm seeing it in my dreams"....

(Very appropriate! Except Lucid Dreams is my drug. Bahahahaha LOL)

I feel irritated and tune the music out. I feel like I am being watched and I just want privacy. The truck drives around the block. I don't notice it but I am driving it with my mind. My wife is in the driver seat but I am controlling where to go. Then I remember we left the kids in the house alone. And I think we should hurry even though we are just going around the block. I look out the window to the right and see a distorted iPhone. It says Brooklyn on it. The woman in the truck with me is now my ex-wife and she starts bitching about how much money she spent on that phone for my niece and now its ruined.

Now I am in a bed trying to WILD. Something wakes me and I look to the left and see my sisters husband with a bed pan under him. He is squirting shit through his clothes.
I say, "OH GOD! YOU NASTY FUCKER! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!?!?"
He jumps us and runs to the bathroom. He slams the bed pan on the floor and I see chunky shit splatter up on the wall. There is shit on the bed. I am disgusted but I feel sorry for him at the same time. I know he is sick and can't help it. Then my dog goes sniffing at it. I grab her too me and hold her. I lay there not wanting to deal with the mess. I half expect to smell something horrid but there's no smell. I close my eyes and wake up.

I Don't Want to Die!
My wife and I are in a hotel. She is not pregnant and we are partying. We are drinking and she starts to smoke pot. I am shocked but I'm like well we don't do this often. She leaves the bong on the couch and my dog daisy starts to hit it. She runs through an open door into a yard. Then she howls as she ex-hails. I find it strange that I see really black smoke come out. I am surprised at the color of smoke but I just laugh. She is trying to get more. I hand the bong to my wife who is in the recliner watching TV. Then I say wait let me. I take a long drag. I notice that there is no smell no burring in my throat and no taste. Then I ex hail. I instantly feel fucked up. I make a comment about how fast that hit me. She says she knows.

I leave the room for some errand. I walk outside and see a nice area with a pool. There are only a few people. I jump in and then leave.

I go inside a bar and walk through to the bathroom. I notice a bartender and a dart board in my periphrial vision. I sit down to shit in a stale but the toilet is so high people can see me. Some take notice and just sigh and finish up. When I walk out of the bathroom I am now in a church and service is about to start. I take in the whole scene. I notice people to my left conversing and greeting. I see a crown scattered about and people in various conversation. I see all the pews and the stage up front. The stage is blurry and I dont focus on it too much. I see another bathroom down a ways and too the right. For whatever reason I walk to that. I walk past the womens and enter the mens. It is dimly lit and there is one toilet on the right and a sink on the left back wall. The entire right wall is glass. I can see through into the womens bathroom. The bathroom is identical to the mens and I see a large woman pulling her pants down and sitting on the toilet. It seems that she cant see me and it think it must be a two way mirror. I try to respect her privacy and advert my eyes and quickly leave the restroom.

Then I am in an elevator. The interior is minimalistic, plush and cream color. (now that I think about it... like a casket!) I push a button. The elevator begins to malfunction. I feel it tilt back and get smaller. I an now lying at an incline. I push some other button. Then it compacts into a ceiling with metal beams. I hit the stop button. I am so stuck I can't move.

I quickly WILD to have an OBE to go get help. I see a lady at a desk. I tell her my body is stuck in an elevator and I need to get it out before I die. I move out of my body. It feels so natural and familiar to do this. I go through the wall and see a lady at a help desk. She is an African American woman in a red blose. I quickly explain to her that my body is trapped. She tells me a bunch of instructions. I dont remember. Maybe I am still stoned?

I go now to do whatever it is she told me. I am now walking through the spot where the pool is. I see a lot more people there and I don't bother to take a dip this time. I walk to a concrete walk and spot an elevator door. I feel that this is where my dying body is. I pry the door open with my hands. There are more doors behind the first. They are red with purple trim. I get through a total of four doors and my body slips out. I catch... me. My body is limp and cold. I find it very odd to touch my body from outside of myself. I drop... me. And I try to use my mind to enter back into my body. It does not work. I am getting panicky.

I scream, "I don't want to die!"

I lay down next to myself and try whatever I did to exit now to re-enter. Nothing is working. I look to my right at myself and see a hand with a respirator to my body's face. I see hands doing chest compressions. I am still not back in my body. The light fades and everything goes dark.


*Holy Shit. I think I will avoid elevators for a while.

I woke up on phone and I Wonder where I am. then I accidentally all over the phone and on my Dog. I Was very disappointed when I see that my Dog dead. And my Phone break. All over the kitchen floor my mess there. So I Had to pick it up and it very dirty in side. I Drank the soda and juice and reestablish connection to netwok and accidentally all over your face this time. Was not happy.

Aids:12.8mg menthol before bed
Methods:Attempted WBTB WILD - Failed
Morning Suppliments:500mg L-Lysine, 500mg C, 595mg Potassium Gluconcate, 1 Super B-Complex
Sleep Quality: Heavy sleep. No RLS. Tired still this morning. Pillow not comfortable

Fish Dog
I am walking outside and the world is flooded up to my calves. I have this fish that is following me. It is my pet but it is behaving like a dog. It is jumping up at me and swimming around me and wanting my attention. I smile at it and continue to walk. I look up briefly and check the sky to do a sky RC like I do in waking life. I see nothing unusual or odd so I shrug it off and continue.

Then I get an underwater view of the fish swimming. Like a camera is following from behind. The water is clear. The fish looks like some sort of evolved fish with legs and large teeth. Kind of alligator-ish. It is just dog paddling and half turns its head to acknowledge me.

Then I am inside my house. Or a house. I am walking around and the Fish and the water are still present. I wonder how I could have all this water in my house and not rot everything out. I assume it is built to handle it. I look closer and start to see odd things like there is carpet and the floor is not level. I think that this really needs to be fixed and I worry some about it. I am really questioning why there is water everywhere but I just don't think about testing reality.

Then I am looking at a fake rock pond. I see a large golden Cichlid. I recognize it as one of the same fish that I had in an aquarium long ago. (I feel guilty because I remember that I flushed it down the toilet because I got tired of it. It wasn't even dead.) I add more water with my mind because I notice the fish didn't have much room. It keeps trying to swim upward.

Forgotten
Damn lazy ass didn't write it down!
Forgotten
Damn lazy ass didn't write it down!

House Sitting
My mom and I are going over to my Aunts house to check on it since her and her family are gone on a long trip. We go in the front door and look from room to room. The house is familiar but different. I tell my mom it looks a lot like my first house I bought but they really changed a lot of stuff and it looks really nice. The kitchen has a door and it is partially sealed. We get it open and the first thing I see is dirty dishes that have bee sitting for days. I half expect it to stink but I smell nothing. I look and see really nice title floors and counters. I look down a hall and see a bath tub and linoleum. I am turned off by that and go back the other way. In the living room we decide to leave.

We get outside and I see a man in a truck in the yard yell at me to let him in. He is the exterminator and needs in. My mom and I wonder why an exterminator would come so late in the day. It is about to get dark. Before I could do anything I get distracted by my older daughter and my two mini dachshunds. We all go back inside and I worry that one of the dogs will pee. I tell my daughter not to touch her because she will get too excited and pee on the carpet.

Interpretations: None at the moment

Regaining Dream Recall
Well it's been awhile, hasn't it? Almost half a year now, I think. Well after my first hardly-successful lucid dream, I gave up. I don't know why. A couple days ago I decided to get back in the game, and stared keeping a private journal (you know, in the waking journal section), but I digress.

So here I am, and here you are. If you've read this far, then boy do I have a treat for you. That's right, you get to read about my snippet of a dream.

I'm following my dad along this road. The road doesn't exist in the real world, but in the dream world it's near my house. I'm following my dad somewhere, and take a look to my right. There's a big lake. Water reacts weirdly in my dreams apparently. Instead of only parts of the water reflecting light (like you see in a pool) that whole damn thing does, as if the sun were in the water. We go a further for a while, I don't really remember much until the part where we turn around. We walk by some winding street that goes up the side of a mountain (a mountain in Rhode Island? hat should have put me right into a lucid) on this street that are big houses, twice, maybe three times the size of mine. One is a beige/pinkish color, and kind of a medieval style. The house closest to the road that we're walking on is a pale blueish color, with a hint of purple. I make a remark to my dad about how rich you would ave to be to live in these houses, or something like that. I look to the left, and the once huge lake is now but a small pond next to a house that is more appropriately sized. We walk further and I turn around to notice a fat dog trailing me. It's a golden retriever, and it looks tired. (I actualyl don't know when this part occurred, but I know that it did). I pull out a map and see that the pale blueish-purple building that we had passed is in fact a mirror emporium! My dad make some joke about my saying that only the rich live there or some hooblah like that. We continue and take a right onto another street and the memory of the dream fades.

Well that turned about to be a bit more than a snippet, didn't it? Guess my dream recall hasn't suffered too much.

Date: 10/07/2012
Place: My bed
Time of getting into bed: 12.26am

Waking thoughts in black
Non lucid dreams in blue
Lucid dreams in red

Dream 1 - non lucid 3.57am
I am in a dark room, a young lad has got his small baby with him, and he is smoking weed near him. I try to tell him to stop, but he claims he is hooked. Some other things happened which I cannot remember, then for some reason I am hiding the drugs for him, or from him. It is a HUGE bag of weed, like a shopping bag full, and I'm trying to stuff it into my hoodie pocket, with haste. A baseball cap features heavily in this dream - it is red and blue, but I can't remember why.

Dream 2 - non lucid

I am with my mum and dad, we have taken my 2 nephews to a public play area. At one point there are lots of other kids that we are looking after too,possibly the kid from the previous dream??? but essentially we are just there with my nephews. We have fun pushing them down a slide, but are carefully watching the younger one as he is only a baby. Suddenly I realise there is S stood next to me.S is an old friend who I recently stopped talking to for a number of reasons. There is currently some issue with us in RL. I am shocked to see her, but she is here with her nephew too. We both see each other but ignore each other, which suits me fine. I remember in the dream she was wearing sparkly pink ballet style shoes. She is alone - apart from the kid - and I even think she was smoking a cigarette. I am shocked to see her because recently she told me she was leaving the country. I decide to just enjoy myself, and have fun with the family. Me and my sister (the mother of my nephews) start to do a silly synchronized dance. We go to sit down and eat dinner in this place, and it turns out she's sat on the table next to us. I talk loudly with the family so she can hear. While eating, I tell my nephews I can teach them to hit a ball with a baseball bat if they like.

The dream suddenly changes to us being in the middle of a lush, green field. It's huge, beautiful and sunny. The grass is long and soft, there are hedges breaking up the fields and some clumps of trees every now and again. We all have bats and tennis balls, and I try to teach the kids how to hit a ball. The older one hits it really well, and we all cheer and congratulate him, the younger one just throws it and it goes into the corner of the field. We have our dog with us, a springer spaniel. My mum has a dog, but not a springer spaniel, we have never had one. It doesn't want to get the ball because it is too far away and we laugh at this. Lazy dog! In the end it goes because I tell it to, several times.

Dream 3 - non lucid
I am in a building. It seems to be like a block of flats, with corridors lined with doors - the corridors are outside. I am walking along the corridors, it is all grey and red brick. The windows are a bit dusty. I get to a corridor where there are around 4 or 5 men, mostly in their 50's lined up against a wall. Although all the men look totally different (one is fat, one is african american, one has glasses etc) all the men have some limbs missing, and some are on crutches. They claim they are part of a team, and their leader (an army-general type man with all his limps) tells me to get in line too. He is a bit bossy and mean. The team however, are friendly and like having a laugh, they share anecdotes and get told of for it. The tell me the black guy lost his legs while trying to kill a famous person, he seems a bit miffed he didn't kill him but proud of the attempt.

I am in the same place as the previous dream. This could have even been a different dream, but as its in the same place and the army general dude is still there, I'll say it was the same dream.
I am with 2 older guys, and we are sat on the floor and each have a little jar and some other bits. The jars are like sweet jars, but tiny - the size of a golf ball. We are doing some sort of experiment, watched closely by the general guy. We fill the little jars with water and wait, and each of us grows a jelly-like red bubble or ball in the jar. A bit like those magic toys that grow in water from when I was a kid. The general is satisfied, but I believe it's not the end, so I keep on watering my jar. I see more, smaller balls appear, lots of them. The general tells me to stop, but I want to prove there is more. To hurry it up, I stick my finger into the jar to swirl the water. The jar breaks, and I cut my finger, getting blood everywhere. This ruins the experiment. The general is angry, he starts to tell me off, but I shout back, telling him it's his fault that the lighting out here is inadequate, and it's too dim to see properly. The other 2 guys just watch with dumb looks on their faces.

Dream 4 - non lucid
A man comes up to me, claiming he is psychic, and can make me think whatever he wants. I don't believe him, as I don't believe in psychics and mediums etc. He follows me round, annoying me, telling me that my favorite movie star is Keanu Reeves. I tell him it's not, it's Denzel Washington. He insists it is Reeves, and I get angry, determined not to think it is Reeves and keep shouting DENZEL! This goes on for some time, and eventually I manage to get away, relieved. As I walk away, I realise I don't like Denzel Washington at all, and that was the name the psychic said he could make me think was my favourite. I feel stupid but a little in awe that he was really a psychic.

Dream 4 - non lucid - 5.53
I watched the film 'God bless America' a few nights ago, and this dream was largely based on that.
I am sat with the man from God bless America. With us are 4 girls, 3 of them are made up with lots of makeup, the other is fat and ugly. We tell them we are going to kill them, and they are scared. The man then pulls out his gun, and shoots them one by one, telling them each time he does the reasons for killing them (which are something along the lines of 'You're fake / you're spoilt / etc - like the movie) I get blood on my sneakers and at first I'm pissed, but then I realise I'm going to die too, so it doesn't really matter. The man then turns to shoot me, and I welcome it, pointing to my chest and smiling. He shoots me 3 times. At first, I feel nothing, but I lie down and wait for death happily. The man shoots himself. Suddenly, I feel a really weird feeling in my chest, I struggle to breathe but am happy I'm dying. It get's really intense, and soon my heartbeat is shooting through the roof, I'm really struggling to breathe now and I start to panic. I see the fat girl that was shot was only wounded, and she get's up and runs out of the building, falling as she goes. I suddenly feel bad for what I have done, and start to feel the life just flow out of me. Eventually, all my life goes, and I die- actually I wake up.



This was weird, I woke up, with a crazy fast heartbeat and breathing really fast. I decide to get up and get some water, when I remember the menthol thread. I was supposed to take 3 lozenges on a WBTB! I decide to do it now, and munch down a lozenge. It's not nice, but I stick another in to get it over and done with. They are sticky but they crunch up quite well. However my mouth waters like mad, and burns. I'm ok, but then start to feel a bit bleugh. I swallow it all, and it's all stuck to my teeth. I get some water from the fridge downstairs, to wash it down but the ice cold water with the menthol sends my mouth into overdrive! And it's pretty intense! I can't stand the thought of the third lozenge, so I just decide to go and sleep. Laying down, I wonder how much menthol I've had, and how much is still on my teeth. LOL. I start to think I'll never sleep, but I must drift off. After what I think is around 5 minutes of sleeping, I'm jolted awake. This is not a normal wakening, I actually jump awake. I go to sleep, and feel a little uneasy, but nothing too bad. It happens again, and again. In fact, for maybe the first hour, my sleep is terrible - I'm continually waking and jittery. I can see how the menthol helps become lucid, as soon as I enter dreams I wake up with a start - and sometimes don't fully wake so I could carry on dreaming. Possible DIELDS? However I'm too on edge to WILD or DIELD, and eventually fall to sleep.


Dream 5 - non lucid - 9.11am
I am I am back in my childhood garden, with my mum. My mum is washing the dog, a small, white terrier which has gotten dirty. It's kind of cute and fluffy with big eyes. We had lots of dogs growing up, but never one like this!After the dog is clean she goes indoors and I stay out, I start cleaning some dried mud from my shoes (could have been wellies) and it drops onto the floor, mixing with the water left over from washing the dog, to create a big muddy mess. I glance down, and the dog is rolling in the mud, now completely filthy again. So I wash the dog again, this time, I take off it's cape. It appears the dog was wearing a cape, made of it's own fur, and is naked underneath. The cape unclips from it's collar. I decide to hang the cape on the washing line so it dries faster, and doesn't get dirty again. My mum comes out and complains about the cape, telling me to leave it on, but I insist it is better on the line.

Again, this next part takes place in a similar way to the previous, so I presume it is the same dream, however there is a full lapse between the two.
I am still in the garden of my childhood home, but this time I am teaching my mum how to correctly hold my hamster. My hamster is brown. I used to have a brown hamster when I was about 10. She gets the hang of it, but I keep having to catch it because it's fast. It starts pooing on her, and I tell her to put it down but she starts squeezing the hamster tight, I start telling her no, and trying to stop her but she won't. In the end I grab it off her, rather annoyed. She seems to think she has done nothing wrong.

Dream 6 - non lucid
Along with a group of other people I don't know, I am an undercover agent. We are secretly investigating a school, which is selling the children. When we get there the school is in bad shape, the windows are smashed and there is glass everywhere. The building is crumbling and looks abandoned, several young children are playing in the field outside which has many hazards. We approach the teacher, a weird looking old man, who tells us we can pick any child we like. I am disgusted. He tells us he even has green children! We begin to walk away, because this is too much to comprehend and we are very angry. However me and another man get a child each; I get a green one. He is small, skinny and has a big head. His whole body is light green. He is only small, 8 or 9 yrs? He clings around my neck and won't let go, but seems happy to come with me. I am driving us all home, staying quiet because I am really angry. The green boy still hangs around my neck. He asks me if I'm his new daddy, and this makes me cry. I suddenly feel very determined to look after this boy.

(i recall multiple dream fragments)
1) one other person and i are on a small raft in the ocean, the sun is setting and we paddle towards it, 2)it is night time, i wonder a urban area and find a area where there are 5 to 10 dog houses in the parking lot of a store i see a dog in one and a lady wearing a fur coat tells me "i don't want him growing up to be mean so don't harm him" in a slightly annoyed voice. 3) my triops hatch and i feed them as they swim in their tank. 4) my friend and i are in a school kitchen and they give up peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, as i eat it i taste the most offensive flavor i believe i have ever tasted, its like soap mold and skunk .they ask our opinion and i try to politely say it wasn't good but what i end up saying is "its ok" 5)there is a mechanical spider and a biological spider on the floor, the biological spider got stepped on and someone starts telling me about how "nothing is indestructible but machines."

Date: 09/07/2012
Place: My bed
Time of getting into bed: 12.05am
Consumed 2 x Menthol sweets right before bed
B6 100mg before bed

Waking thoughts in black
Non lucid dreams in blue
Lucid dreams in red


Ok, so I am pretty tired, but not exhausted. I lay to sleep and feel the sleepy onset, but something keeps me awake. I feel a little weird, nothing major, but as I fall asleep I'm sure I have strange thoughts sliding through my head. My first reaction is that I'm catching myself as I start dreaming, which I often do when WILDing, but this should be NREM cycle. Eventually I sleep, and I'm woken every 5 minutes by a feeling of fear. I'm not sure why. At one point I open my eyes in fright with a sudden jump, and really feel like I'm having a nightmare - but I don't recall any dreams. Eventually I sleep for good.

Dream 1 - 2.23am
I am in a room, which is kind of dark, and I'm helping a vet. The vet is friendly, but I honestly don't recall weather they were male or female. There is a bed and a desk (bedroom?) but we are facing the desk. So the vet first brings out a dog. It is old and skinny, and very scared. For a bit in this dream there is someone else there, watching and at some points laughing, but they disappear. The vet has the dog tied up to the desk, and the dog looks scared, it's a wiry mutt, kind of like a large terrier. It's pretty ugly. It has big, brown eyes that are filled with sadness, and it stares up at me, silently begging me for help. I can't believe how skinny it is, we proceed to wash the dog, or at least cover it in something that drenches it. The vet tells me the dog will be ok. Then this is where it get's a little weird.Next, the vet brings out a horse. The horse is the size of a rabbit, but a fully formed adult horse in every way. It is clearly in pain, as it is about to give birth. It jumps onto the desk, and starts giving birth, and I can see the baby inside!!! The horse is brown and the baby is black and white. The baby seems to fly out easily, and I am given it to clean up while the vet sorts out the mother horse. I take it to the bed (which is apparently my bed) and lay it down. The horse is contained inside a balloon-like sack, filled with liquid. The vet shouts that I must get it out, as it can't get out itself. So I try to open the sack but it rolls around the bed, making it difficult. It is like a water balloon, and very slippery. Eventually I manage to rip one end and the liquid spurts out - it's water like consistency but it is really warm, and soaks everything, including me. There's a mirror just laying on the bed, with a heavy gold guilt frame, and this gets soaked too. My bed sheets are soaked, (they are purple and black silk) but despite all this, I am incredibly happy. I can't stop smiling and watching the water spurt everywhere. The vet kind of laughs, and says 'you'll have trouble sleeping in there tonight.' but I just don't care, I'm delighted.

What in the actual fuck. Lol. The most poignant part of this dream was the real warmth of the hot liquid, and the vivid feel of the horse in the sack. It suddenly dawned on me when writing this that it felt EXACTLY like the chick from yesterday's dream.

Dream 2 - 4.11am
I am writing a story, on small pieces of paper. I think it is aimed at young children. (This is what I do for a living.) The story is about 2 little boys, who cross a road, and one dies. As I get to the end of the story, my real dad walks in. Bearing in mind I haven't seen my real dad since I was about 14, I'm 25 now. He was an abusive father, who caused me a lot of issues growing up. I hardly EVER dream about him. He walks in, clearly angry, but I ignore him as this is usual for him. He does this thing that he used to do, which is strut around the room shaking his head in anger, and glancing at me every so often with a weird look in his eyes. I know this is not good, but I pretend not to see him and carry on writing. He starts saying something about people not listening to him, and he's been doing everything and I think he's talking about my mum. He lays his head on the desk in the room (I am in a bedroom, I'm laying on the bed) and then suddenly, he walks in the room again. So, there are now 2 of him. The one that has just walked in is carrying a frozen chicken, and a bottle of something, and a balloon that has not yet been inflated. He sets these things down and looks at us both. He then tells us that we better get up quick, cos we're going to play a trick on mum! He starts putting the chicken inside the balloon. I really don't want to join in, but I can't say no. My dad that was already in the room, looks like he's pissed off at the other version of himself, but also agrees to help.

Dream 3 - 9.47

I tried to WILD, and started feeling results. For me, I don't get noticable SP or HH, just a rush as I transition. I felt the rush several times, and when I finally started getting dream images forming around me, my partner decided to roll over and hit me in the face. I RC'd just to make sure, but I was awake. Annoying. I went to sleep.

I was very bad at writing this dream down, I was so tired I kept saying 'I'll write it in a minute...I'll remember,' then fell back to sleep. I did wake 5 minutes later and write it down, but I lost most of the dream. I normally do this in later morning dreams, I have to learn not to.

I'm at R's house. R is a very close friend. Just a friend. For some reason I am there to say goodbye, like I am leaving town or something. It is a bit sad but not too much. And then R says he is at work and will be home soon, that I should meet him at his place. I make my way to his place, and suddenly realise I am completely naked. I am trying to find my way through a hotel-like building, or block of flats. The doors are all black with ornate details, and I'm struggling to find where I need to be. Two girls pass by and start laughing at me because I'm naked. I'm a little embarrassed, but ignore them. They won't go away, so I look down and now I'm wearing a dressing gown. It's purple, but I don't care I'm just happy I'm covered! The girls eventually leave. I finally get to the room and have some trouble messing around with the key, but I do get in in the end. There is no one inside. Now I'm sure this is the same dream, but it doesn't relate to the beginning, I just sort of find myself in a garden somewhere else, fully dressed. I am sat at a garden table, with my friend I's son on my lap. His son is talking like an adult, and asking me what words mean. He asks me what bank means, I tell him. Then he asks me what house means, I tell him. This goes on for a little while. I is hanging around the background somewhere.

Dream 4 - 11.51
We are in a room, is is pretty dim and I remember very red. We is me, R and I, as well as my friend D. We are watching a screen, and it's a bit like an interactive game. We throw baby toys at this screen, to kill a monster. It's very fun. One of my friends has to leave for an important meeting, I tell him to stay, because it's so fun. He resists, but eventually reluctantly agrees to miss his important meeting. The game plays recordings it took of us earlier without us knowing, we find this hilarious and laugh a lot.

There is another dream after, but I forgot it almost instantly.

These dream fragments are not especially interesting. The monster was boring and cartoonish, but there were a few interesting elements. Once again it featured a realistic looking apartment complex.

Dream#1: I was with my GF in a wooded area. I remember she was driving some kind of Jeep. She backed out of a parking spot without looking and we narrowly avoided colliding with a black SUV driven by an older woman. I tell her: "Always look in the rear-view mirror while in reverse." I was annoyed we almost got hit but I dropped it. [She doesn't have a car in waking life --or this may have been forgotten.]

At some point shortly after this, I tell her I forgot something in my room. I don't recall what this was but I remember being worried about going to my room alone. I ran up several flights of stairs without feeling any tiredness. It felt exhilarating. I lived in a apartment complex and my room looked a bit dark. I recall grabbing a square wooden plaque, painted red, with a square gold engraved plate. Which I might have considered my cell phone?? --Things go hazy here.

In the same outdoor setting as the above fragment my GF, and we are walking down a wooded road. There are some sandy banks along the side of the roads and we are barefoot like we are heading to the beach. Oozing down the road up ahead, and heading towards us, is a beige slimy mass a little like the blob with ugly mouths and knobs that looked nose-like.

We run up the sandbars to get out of the way, and the thing changes directions to follow us. I started kicking sand onto it. It didn't seem threatened by heavy amounts of sand in its mouths and that made me start to feel nervous about being barefoot...

Dream#2: I was at a sporting event at a local gym. Not something I have done since Jr. High. I was laying on a table against the wall of the gym. (Laying on table like beds is officially a motif.) The place was packed, I don't recall what sport was being played but I recall yellow uniforms and lots of courts filled with different games. I noticed my best friend Joe making his way towards me around the crowds. I didn't react until he was about 20ft away then I jumped up to greet him.

At first things were cool. Then my GF showed him a puppy we had with us and he acted like he was going to step on it and crush it under his foot. I was outraged and lashed out. I grabbed him hard by the shirt and jacket and told him: he had no right to harm a puppy because he was in a bad mood about life. [He actually loves animals.]