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10pm screens off, took melotonin, dreamleaf supplement, and about one tablespoon of raw honey and MCT oil.
10:30pm in bed, meditation, dream yoga visualization practice, mantra: breathing in, I remember my dreams, breathing out, Lucid Dream TONIGHT.
3:30am WBTB, only long enough to take galantamine, second DreamLeaf pill, and go back to sleep

My first memorable dream, I was at a friend's house, and he had told me he had broken up with his girlfriend two days prior, and we started fooling around a little, but his roommate woke up and heard us and shamed him for hooking up with me so soon after his breakup. He left, saying he should stay with a friend since this was a bad idea, and I kept trying to assure everyone that it was okay, this is only a dream! But I wasn't entirely sure, so I started trying to check to make sure, at which point I fell head first off the bed into an almost black area where all I could see was the floor, and I was alone. The patterns on the wood floor were moving, and I bounced around strangely, and even though I was alone at this point I said SEE, this IS a dream! But with nothing around me, and several failed attempts to summon a portal midair, I tried to phase my hand through the floor.

This is the first time I've successfully manipulated a LD! I put my hand to the floor, thought about how it would feel to phase through it, and blamo! I pushed the rest of my body through, looking for a wilderness dreamscape to forage for food in (task of the month!). I get to another empty, warehouse like area, and my sister Anna is there, pointing to a structure that I climbed, leading to an outdoor area. There was woods and grass but also a bar with several bowls of berries and other foods; I open a jar at the far right of the table, and although there are gnats flying around it, I pick a large chocolate chip cookie from the jar, and begin to eat it. Delicious. I wake up.

I don't move, and allow myself to fall back asleep. I reenter the dream world. I'm in an area with several shops, it's raining. I know I'm in a dream, and I'm walking around (rather awkwardly) looking for a door or other portal. A little girl is following me. I hold out my arms and feel the raindrops hit my skin, my arms are red. I rub my hands together for stability. I find a shop with large windows, press my hand against it, then through it, and then step through. In this room are several tables with members of my family, and on the wall is a picture from my sister Tina's wedding. I feel deep love. I look back to the window, and see my reflection. For the first time, I'm able to change my appearance in front of a mirror. I guess I was hoping to go to the Land of Oz, so I try to make myself look like Dorothy. It doesn't exactly work, and I revert back to my normal reflection. Good effort. As I begin to walk through the window to look for Oz, my cat jumps on my bed and wakes me up.

When I finally get back to sleep, after writing down notes to remember the previous 3 dreams, I'm somewhere with bad guys, and they're looking for me. I'm able to use telekinesis to throw them around, but from behind a wall, so I don't actually see this but rather experience it as a puppeteer would. I wake up when one of them finds me.

I've never had MULTIPLE LD's in one night, or managed to do a DEILD. Very happy with my progress!
Side note: does anyone else dream about writing in their DJ and wake up to realize they didn't jot down any notes? This keeps happening to me. I also seem to remember hearing sounds as if someone was on my roof, thinking it was real, then realizing it was just HH and that this was the in between dream state.

11/14/2012

In this dream I am some sort of private investigator. I go to this lady's house to work a case about her missing dog. The dream started out like a few fairly regular days. I went to the neighbors and questioned them. Then I questioned the lady's daughter's friends. Very basic stuff. A lot of downtime walking and driving places. I always knew where I was going but nothing was actually familiar from real life. The first night I am there we sit down and have thai food for dinner and I go upstairs with the daughter to watch some weird Japanese horror movie. It was very bizarre and I didn't follow the plot very well. At some point during the movie I realize the daughter is into me, which is cool with me because she is a very pretty girl who is home from college for Thanksgiving break. Things get heated and we have a little dream sex then I go to bed in my room (the guest room). I wake up the next day and that day progresses just like any normal day would. Meals, talks, driving, and all kinds of normal mundane stuff. I didn't really question anybody at this point. I think the whole detective part faded out after the first day. Later on the second night me, my brother, the daughter, and one of her friends go to see a movie at the movie theater after dinner. I don't remember what it was about really either because I was occupied with the daughter, although it was strange because there was an intermission during the movie kinda like a play has. Everyone got up and went outside the theater. My brother and I go to the concession stand and grab a few beers for everyone while we waited for the second half of the movie. Instead of going back in though we took off. My brother was in a different car and driving way too fast. A cop pulled out behind him and gave chase. The cop ends up flipping his car off the road. We all go and help him out of his car and he decides to let my brother off for speeding since we helped him. What a guy. We go back to the house and get ready for bed. I am brushing my teeth when the mom comes into the bathroom and tries to jump my bones. I reject her even though she is also good looking. I tell her it is because I am into her daughter. She breaks down and starts crying hysterically. I go to comfort her and she shows me cuts all up and down her arms and says she has been cutting since her husband died. I continue to console her until she feels better and gives her blessing for me being with her daughter. I go lay in bed with her daughter and discuss her mom and what happened, have some more dream sex, and go to sleep. I wake up the next day and stay through lunch, then I leave because I had some other obligation. I wake up as I was leaving. This is by far the most realistic dream I have ever had. I was fully immersed in this other life. When I woke up for real I was completely confused. I didn't know where I was or what day it was. One of the most bizarre experiences I have ever had but cool at the same time.

DREAM NONDREAM
Note: This is a very strange reoccurring dream where I am in this strange college setting. I wanted to write a journal entry about it because I felt it was interesting that it continued from where it left off. I'll try to leave more entries about this dream if more happen. Everyday starts out the same in this dream. I wake up in a dorm room and walk out to go get breakfast. Every time I walk out of my dorm, the layout of the college changes almost as if the ground is filled with magic. The trees were 400’ high, and some of them were giant mushrooms. The clouds were different colors, spread into a giant mural of color and art. It was obvious that in the realm of existence, you could see all sorts of gases except for oxygen, which made for a strange sort of mist or fog in sort of wispy trails in the air. As I walked past a giant statue of an old man wearing a letterman’s jacket, I realized that the dining hall had moved closer to my dorm today. It felt like being cooperative for me this morning, which was odd because usually the buildings and grounds here do everything in their power to make sure you are late. Shrugging, I strolled into the line, and was served the strangest food. I’m not sure what it was made of, but it looked almost as if somebody had taken the gases in the sky and chilled them down into a slushy solid. It tasted of raspberries and divinity candy. I started to make casual small talk with my friends who were at the table that I was teleported to. Each of the lunch tables in this school were in their own plane of existence. Today, we were in the fire plane, which was unfortunate because I was wearing a suit. I started to flirt with a very beautiful African-American girl who had just started sitting with us. I complimented her and teased her, making sure not to come off as a creep or a weirdo. She was all smiles and giggles, so I took that as a positive sign. I asked her if she was doing anything after class and she shook her head. It was odd because she didn’t say a word, but I knew what she was thinking.I don’t remember what happened during class, it was some sort of magic and science. After class though, I met up with the girl I had been flirting with. We started to slowly dance and take comfort in each other’s arms. Then she started to strip me down until I was in my boxers and she motioned for me to do the same to her. So I got her down to just her panties. We had the most passionate, meaningful thing that probably the closest to sex I’ve every experienced. I am a virgin after all. I then got dressed and she asked me to leave without words, but not in a rude way. She did not want me to get in trouble for being in her room during room inspection. I nodded and strolled to another one of the courtyards. This courtyard was like a giant chessboard, with chairs instead of pieces. I sat at the spot of the black king and played a game with the chairs as if they were pawns, rooks, knights, bishops and such. I then grew bored of this and checked what looked like an iPhone. I had this strange application pulled up on the screen that had boxes with point values on them, and fireballs on some of them with negative points. I tried tap one of the ones with a fireball, but I guess I was in the middle of the game when I tried to start playing again. It turns out that the boxes had questions from my friends around the campus, about their personal lives. I guess it was a campus wide game, because people I’d never met before were posting questions. The purpose of this game was to be a giant mixer game that’s smart phone enabled. I answered a few questions about friends I knew, and then I woke up.

So, for once "summon hottie" actually promoted some new lucid experiences, or at least interesting ones. I slept in quite a bit today, and so I was in and out of REM numerous times. What kicked off the lucid string was a dream set in a bizarro version of my old workplace. There was a new employee, this petit, dark-skinned Asian girl with a really loud, almost Jersey-accented voice. I woke from the dream and thought, "I'ma hit that," and dove right back in. I got back in pretty quickly, and this first time around the dream was pretty stable. I took her hand and we went upstairs to the guest rooms, all of which had been used the night before. We found some still in use and the rest all rumpled--it was kind of cool in that the rest of the dream seemed to be continuing around us, and we were dodging the guests and the boss to avoid getting sidetracked. After checking out all the guest rooms, we took the most serviceable one and got it on. As dream sex goes, it was good, not great.

I woke while I was still in bed with the girl, and tried for another re-entry(...). From here on, things were less stable and there was a lot of waking and re-entry, and attempts to stabilize and tweak the dream, but what sticks with me and fascinates me now are the transitions. Each time on the way in, and many times on the way out, I passed through a sort of limbo state that I've been familiar with since childhood. It's maybe a form of hypnagogic imagery, but mine is almost like the ant-fight static on a black-and-white TV, with forms precipitating out of it and gradually solidifying into the dream. What struck me on waking and re-entering in bed with the girl was how the dream sensations sort of shut off, replaced by the sensations of my bed, PJs and blankets, then I was in the ant-fights with a vague sense of the girl beside me, then there was a clear moment where we were spooning again, her body pressed against me and her breast cupped in my hand. I woke and re-entered at another point in the dream, and rinsed and repeated 4 or 5 times, summoning two more women but not getting far before waking or other DCs intervened, and experiencing the transition over and over again, from that limbo state to *BAM* I'm in, and then everything breaking up into static again and the sensations of reality returning. At a point where the dream-states were pretty short and unstable, I tried closing my eyes and spinning to stabilize the dream, which sharpened things up once, sent me back to ant-fights another time, but it was interesting that even in the spinning I could either spin in a disembodied way or use my feet, like spinning in your socks on a linoleum floor.

All in all, it was a pretty productive exploration of the dream-state and the states surrounding it, and I got laid

I woke up at about 2.00 am, fell back asleep and became lucid. The dream stated on moon. I had dreamed about something attacking me, there was a bruise in my arm and a gaping wound in the middle of it. In another dream that night my friend told me he has been attacked likewise many times before. He told me to contact the attacker in the next LD I'd have. So this is what I first did. I call out to whatever had attacked me.
"Why are you attacking me?", I demand. I feel something contacting me, but it doesn't answer.
"Why are you attacking me?". I get an answer of some kind. An image shows me a molecule (me) and something (a 3D cross-section of a throat, I think) around it. The molecule is stuck in the throat, not getting down to be digested. So it was all an accident. This answer satisfies me.
Now, what to do? Hey, theres a space shuttle over there, I'll go in it. There are two women in the shuttle. It sets off. The shuttle is about 5 meters long. Soon the view changes into 3D, showing me going to WC, the two women standing outside the door. An unknown voice says:
"There are two women and a man in the shuttle, what to do? We go to the control room. Another of the women asks the other:
"Hey, could you show me that one porn video?"
"I really don't have any time for dream sex, I have things to do!", I think. A friends of mine comes into the room, recommending the other woman an imaginary porn site. The view changes to the site. There's no porn in it. When I'm deciding whether to have sex or do something more important, the dream begins to fade and I wake up.