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Date of Dream: FRI 7 JUL - 2017



Dream No. 148 - Separated Sections

Dream 148 A – Pay My VET Loan
Although I am in Tertiary Education in real life, the dream put me back in year 12. I was at home one night and my dad was really angry at me because I wasn't doing well. We did make plans for the tertiary study payment though and I decided I didn't want to pay it, rather I put the onus on BB to do it, I don't remember her reaction though. I don't remember anything else about the dream either.

Dream 148 B – The Seductive Criminal
The dream started off with me parents warning me of a supposed creep that hung out amongst these flats... Apparently he would seduce young people with cake. I was then in this area with residential flats surrounding the place and there he was too. My powerful, “mistress” instincts took over and I approached him confidently and sternly. I told the guy that I was going to paint these “worries” over him which would indicate to others that he is a bad guy. The guy tried to deny his status but I brushed him off, picked up and paintbrush and painted all this wine coloured stuff all over his face.

The dream then went over to my driveway. I said to people that I could summon King Arthur and they were all going crazy, I then told everyone to shush because they would ruin the process with all their noise and excitement. So then I went into the neighbours driveway by myself and started singing this song I made up about the sword and the knights of the round table. Soon, King Arthur actually fades into visibility, he is seen looking through the window of their sitting room which is at the front of the house. I can't remember anything else about this dream.



Dream Trophies Achieved
- None

Non-lucid by vivid. I was part of a team of detectives investigating something that seems like a murder but there was no body or anything. It was like the dream started after the fact. I was with this woman with short blond hair which for me is strange. I can actually remember what she looks like even now. I've never seen her before in real life but she was crystal clear in my dream. We are outside in the eating area of a restaurant which seems to also be off of a square or something because there are many other places just paces away with other outdoor eating areas. We are questioning people & trying to find out who saw what etc. Again this place in itself was very clear to me. Then I woke up prematurely because I was having a bad reaction to something I ate in real life, lol


I recently have talked about all these houses in my dreams & I thought it may be my subconscious bleeding over into my dreams of hating the house I live in & have to wait until I pay it off before I can move. But last night I started analyzing this house subject. For years I would go to sleep & construct this dream house of mine. It's a house I started building years ago almost trying to will it into existence. It was the house I would build if I won the lottery. Anyway, for some reason I stopped building it when I made lucid dreaming an actual lifestyle choice. So last night I started again & my dream that I had was much more visible.

Ok, I finished reading a fiction book called "Lucid" by Adrienne Stoltz & Ron Bass. I enjoyed the beginning of the book & thought it had potential but it turned out to be a book that would have been better represented in movie form & left you hanging in the end. It also did not explain lucid dreaming other than a couple of sentences which was an insult to those of us who actually have lucid dreams.


I did start another fiction book, also called "Lucid" but is by Jay Bonansinga. It seems to be a whole lot better. They have tried to explain it in more detail. Therefore, I have higher hopes for this book.


On a separate subject. I have had a crazy amount of sychronicities lately.

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

Morning of April 24, 2015. Friday.



In a less physically defined state, I am “remembering” my completion of the most recent education progress report. Everything seems as is in reality except that I am aware I have added an mp3 file on the companion CD. It is the recording of Roger Miller’s “Walking in the Sunshine” which I heard very often in my childhood. I pause and think on this for awhile. The CD is already made (false memory) so I cannot remove it if I need to, because it begins to dawn on me that I should not have this recording in the report since I had not written and recorded it (typical goofy in-dream “logic”). Over time, I mentally “fix” this and the CD is as it should be.

Note: I often tell Marvolo that I hate him in real life. I don't, of course--I consider him a friend, after all! He knows that I'm only joking with him. For your benefit, I say that I hate him because he hates dark soft drinks, chocolate, and Lucky Charms cereal.

I am in one of my classes at my current school, but the layout of the classroom was that of one of my old ones. The counselor comes to the door and says that all of the Driver's Ed kids need to report to a certain place so that we can be tested on what we remember from the manual. I'm somewhat nervous--I know that there is a lot that I can't remember--but I believe that I will be alright. I briefly wonder if the other students will be, too.

In the testing area, I'm with a few of my friends. I tell Marvolo that I hate him. "I know to expect that you hate me because you always hate me!"

We end up in the cafeteria line. I'm wanting some white milk and so I grab a pink carton that simply reads "MILK" on one side and has two lids: one on the top and one on the bottom. This is normal but frustrating, because I can't sit down the carton on my tray.

There is a group of children behind me that look to be fifth grade/sixth grade age. Knowing full well that I am not in any sort of costume, I say, "Hey kids! I'm the Easter Bunny!" Unsurprisingly, they don't believe me.

First I'm in my English III class. The desks aren't placed where they normally are, but that's okay. We're taking a test/just got through with one.

Later I look into a mirror and see that my eyes keep going cock-eyed on their own. I'm devastated and go to my mom and say, "I need to go to the dentist and an eye doctor," but she tells me that we don't have enough money for any appointments.

Date: Tuesday, October 8, 2013
Emotion before Dreaming: Calm
Emotion after Dreaming: Calm
Thoughts: Calm down . . . clear your mind. . . .
Intended Technique: WILD (((please note that I was only practicing the WILD technique--I didn't think that anything would come out of it)))
Time Spent Sleeping: 9:00 PM - 12:00 AM

Please note that I DO NOT have any affiliation with the website-thing Second Life.

There is a particular character that I like to draw who I have named Mimi Mace--the girl on the far left is her. Please excuse my awful drawing skills. Anyway, she, Jasper, and I were all playing some sort of game that resembled one of the places in Second Life a bit. The only things that I can remember from the dream, though, are these:

1) all three of us were attending some college
2) we were gathering at Jasper's place--or we might have all lived together--and the "Second Life game" was on the XBox 360
3) Mimi's character was laying on a bench that was placed beside a clock tower in the game (or perhaps that was the dream world's real life, I dunno)

Just a cute little mention: Note that I'm pretty skeptical about a lotta stuff, but I just think it's kind of cool that Jasper dreamed of Mimi last night, too. XD

Had 1 really vivid dream last night, and 1 that I can't really remember much about.

1) I was living on a ferry in some sort of university where I was learning Japanese, but at a Degree standard.
My teacher was russian - tall, quite ugly, with her hair tied tightly back. She was strictly japanese - i think we had to be VERY accurate with our speaking, bow, etc. She recommended I watch a Japanese film (which I cannot remember the name of) in order to learn better. I thought this was a good idea. I also remember a mental image of the ground floor where the entrance and main hall was, and it looked like hogwarts - fairly dim lighting coming from chandeliers and candles. There was a staircase on either side of the large room, leading to a hall on the second floor. There were also halls on the left and right of the grand floor, and I'd just come from the right. I was standing next to the entrance.

2) I was in a new college, but not the real life college that I've currently just started. I was walking around the main library area, and it was extremely crowded. There were people rushing around and very excited to be in the library, as the college had a large focus on personal tuition and career choices. The library was very typical for a library - very grey, with grey carpets that you find in schools, the ones that you can get carpet burns from really easily. There were no lights on, but it was well lit from outdoor light through windows on the sides. There was something in particular that I was looking for, but I cannot remember what. Eventually, I decided to walk upstairs to the disabled + young children section. I remember initially feeling nervous and self concious, but I decided to not care what people thought of me and just went for it. I walked up the staircase near the right of the main room at the back, and when I walked to the top I stood there for a minute, taking everything in. I saw young children mainly as I looked around. I was looking for a music section, and eventually found it, immediately looking for a specific white keyboard. This room was equally large, but was far more quiet. I could see lots of musical toys - everything I could imagine. I remember thinking "I bet they don't have toy electric guitars", and upon saying it 3 of the same red toy guitar caught my eye. I walked closer to it, examining the right shelves before turning to the left shelves. I couldn't see it on the left, but as soon as I looked on the left side of it, I found the white keyboard. It looked like a fairly basic keyboard, but it was actually a fairly complex synthesizer. I began to test it out, fiddling with the keys and the modulation wheel. I played with a distorted guitar patch, and it sounded incredible. The modulation wheel wasn't doing what I wanted to, no matter what settings I fiddled with, so I looked around for help. I noticed a good looking woman around 30 years old bent over and organizing the toys to my left. She was fairly tall, busty, and had white-blonde hair. I was scared of talking to her, as I had talked to her before online, and I worried that it was going to be awkward. However, she noticed I was having trouble and came to me to help. She didn't recognize me, or pay much attention to me - she just immediately took control of the keyboard, coming out with some Jibberish that made no sense, even to me, someone who knows a fair amount about electronic sound synthesis. She said something about the low frequency oscillator controlling the wrong parameters, but it was much more complex than that. I awkwardly thanked her. There was also a vocoder on the synth.

I was back in the main section of the library. I can't remember if this came before or after the last section, but it was definitely part of the same dream. I was now amongst all the people rushing around, and I was holding a small card in my hand, about the same size as a business card. It had information that meant I was guaranteed a job in the given career field. Students could exchange these cards with Employers, who would take it and immediately take you on. I had already had a job with my friend Franzi, helping her work in the kitchen of a local hotel (which she does IRL). She had red hair in the dream, and we weren't enjoying the job at all, so she quit very shortly, and so did I. This is why I was rushing around - I had just found another card, and I was looking for the place to exchange it for a new job.

I'm in a house that is supposed to be mine, but it looks exactly like the Cosby house. A friend has come over to visit me. We're talking and then suddenly her father joins us. He's telling her that she is going to be doing a degree in some form of really uninteresting sounding accountancy. She looks absolutely miserable and depressed. I try to tell her father he has no right to tell her how she should live her life, but she stops me.

Now I seem to be in the middle of a nightmare... the girl and her father are gone, but there is a presence in the house, and it's angry. There is a poltergeist in the house, and it's tossing things around, some of them hitting me. I try to catch some of the activity on my iPhone but it's wise to me and I can't seem to catch anything.
My cousin is suddenly with me and freaking out, some baking pans that where behind her are levitating behind her, rattling about. I tell her to try to be calm that the fear she's spewing is only feeding the poltergeist, but she's not listening.