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February 02, 2015

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Barefoot

I was at the old science and math center i went to in Highschool, visiting for a special day or something. I had signed up for two special classes for this day, and my old friend A ended up being in the first one too. We got to catch up and were sitting in our seats (the class was in the presentation center) for at least an hour after the class, and then it was time for the next class. We had started walking around and I didn't know where my shoes were, so I put the rest of my things in the room for the next class, at a spot I wanted to sit in. They would hold my spot while I looked for my shoes.

I found my shoes but when I got back to that class room, it was packed and someone had taken my seat. I didn't even find all my stuff, either. I was like "Screw it." I decided to take off my shoes again and walk around barefoot reminiscing with A and coughing (my cough was persistent, man. It even shoes up in a half of my dreams)




Power Struggles

I was involved in this campus-wide power struggle of a water fight. Everyone had a huge water gun, but if you got hit three times you had to stop playing. I was running from my brother, B, and his friend, who had formed a small team and were after me. I got each of them twice, but then they both nailed me so I was out of the game for good. I threw my water gun to the side, a bit upset with myself for not having joined their team, and walked away.

I was bored though, and wanted to hang out with my brother. I decided to go find their base, which had been somewhere in the center of campus. I was expecting a little hut or something but when I got there it looked like they had taken over most of the area, and gated or roped it off from the public. There were guards all over the place. B just happened to be at the main entrance. I told him, "Hey I'm not in the game anymore so can I chill here with you guys?" He took me to his friend, who was the leader, and vouched for me. Apparently B was the leader's right-hand-man, so he was like, "sure, welcome." So I somehow became the second right-hand-man. My first input was to help pick the color of the new sign to name the base. I had assumed it would be the leader's own name, but he named it after his mom instead. I thought that was kinda cute.

After putting up the new sign in the entrance, I noticed that a computer that was along the wall was all wet. B said someone must have attacked it with a water-gun to sabotage them. I took a closer look and noticed sticky, green stuff under the mouse. "Guys someone just spilled Mountain Dew on it and then got it wet to cover their asses." The Leader came up behind me and reached past to see the evidence. "She's right."

He found out who it was and punished them, not for spilling the Mountain Dew, but for being a coward and trying to hide it AND for doing a messy job of hiding it. "If you're going to blame someone else, do it so you never get caught!"

So then, the Leader, B and I went down to the basement because we needed to fix some super important machine. It was this sort of vacuum thing, with a long tube coming from it. The tube was inserted into a glass cylinder of some sort, and that cylinder did something special. Leader held the cylinder and instructed me to pull out the tube so he could inspect the inside of it. As I was holding the end of the vacuum tube, I looked at it, and realized it looked a lot like a penis. Suddenly the Leader sticking his face up to the glass cylinder and sticking his fingers in it was very sexual and I was getting turned on. He finished inspecting it, and held it out so I could stick the tube back in it. I looked at it again, and then looked at the Leader and said, "If this penis were a real penis, it'd be a really happy penis because I'm holding it," and I he just kinda stared at me and blushed. I grinned and stuck the penis-like thing back into the glass opening, then walked back up the stairs passing various blushing young men who had heard me. The Leader and B followed me up and we all went into the main room of the base, which was having a party or something. The Leader had put the machine we just fixed on a table somewhere, and when I was at a table with a drink, I felt him come up against me from behind. We were about to leave and go to his suite, when there was a ransom call. He rolled his eyes though, because apparently it was just his aunt pranking him. She did that often I guess. Anyways, he took my hand and dragged me upstairs and we had a little fun.




LOOK! A Subnuclear Time Shift!

My little brother, E, and I were visiting B in some other town. We'd all left his place to go to the main street of the town so we could get some food or drinks. We were cutting through a park or backyard or something, and it was dark. When we got out of the park thing, there was a loud noise and behind us a large blue rift opened up in the air. B called it a "Subnuclear Time Shift," whatever that is. I didn't believe him, but I was scared of whatever it was because it was dark and it gave me to spooks.

We got to the main street, and found two 10-ish-year-old girls who had lost their friend after walking home with her. I was about to go sit with them and try to comfort them and figure out where they lived, when I felt a hand on my shoulder and turned to see the 10th Doctor standing behind me. He held his finger to his mouth in the "shh" motion, and I was speechless and instantly horny. I was about to attack him when he turned me into the girl the other two had lost. I was supposed to pretend to be that girl to find out more about what happened. Apparently aliens were involved. So I went to talk to the girls and pretended I had just got lost and found them again. We didn't find out much but we got them both home and I said we would play again tomorrow and gave them both a drawing I'd just whipped up for them. They really loved the drawings apparently and promised we would hang out tomorrow.

Then I woke up in B's living room from a nap. I wondered what that dream had been about. E and B came into the room and suggested we go get some dinner, so we all left B's place and took the same park path. Again, at the end of the path, a blue rift in the sky appears and B calls it a Subnuclear Time Shift. I realize how strange this is, and look down at my hands. They're normal-ish but there's a sort of aura-hand in them, too. So I was still dreaming! I look back at the rift and wonder what might be on the other side of it, but then I wait because the Doctor might come back and I can attack talk to him. I look around and then I spot him talking to the two little girls. I felt the dream destabilize but couldn't really do anything to keep myself in it, and woke up.

I took a jeep to the mall. Or did I miss the jeep? It's lunchtime so I'm hoping the library/bookstore is empty of people. I went inside. I saw that Jollibee is closed. I was next to the escalator.

I was on the second floor or something. It was a school building and everything is dark. There are zombies. There are also sadistic humans who capture others to torture or feed to zombies. I watched the masked human attack a zombie and a captured human. I slipped away silently. I went to the ground floor. I saw a room with the lights on. It was night. I had a voice in my head that asked what choice should I take, like in a video game.

I decided to go to the light.

I went inside and saw a boy and a girl, either teenagers or young adults. They're siblings. They seem nonchalant, as if they're not worried of zombies or sadistic humans roaming around. I somehow knew they had another person out in the grounds. I kinda showed them I'm no threat and they seem to accept me, but the other guy who went in is not so sure about me. He looks rugged, and he has a shotgun. He asked me if I have useful information. I told them some stuff (can't remember) and he said they're too generic. He told me to go out and find some useful information.

I was out in the night on the field. Some light. I saw one zombie and stayed out of its way. Then I saw the boy... fighting? Or is he leading the zombie away? Then I turned back and saw that there's a zombie slowly approaching me. I jumped over the fence.

It's morning, or at least daytime. I was looking at a beat-up van. The setting looks... suburban-western. The trio are going to the big city or something. I asked where exactly we can find gas. I had a car but it ran out of gas. Somehow, I ended up joining them in their van. I saw a scene of me taking the bus and mom saying bye, as if I'm just going to the city for a visit and there's no zombie apocalypse.

I was watching a 2-D scene of "us" running from left to right of my vision, cartoonish. We jumped on a bus that's on a boat. Then we jumped over to the pier. The other person needed help being pulled up. I thought of arm training for pushing up the wall and saw Ivan F stretching his arms.

WTB 3am, woke just before 7:30am. Although I had set no alarm, it must have been intention that woke me, since I needed to take my car to the mechanic this morning, and 7:30 is when they open. So I drove in, did some grocery shopping across the street, and then walked back home since it's not too far. Returned to bed around 9am and focused intention to get lucid since I'd had such a good WBTB.

I was at a party in some guy's house. (The "party" theme must be WLR because last night I did the party scene in ME3, though none of the details were similar.) I was younger, maybe even a teenager—I think so, since the guy hosting the party was living with his parents—and wasn't really "me" in terms of identity. I was lounging on the floor with some other kids. A guy next to me joked with someone else about me taking my clothes off, and I reprimanded him sharply.

Vague scene change; it was the next day, and everyone else was gone, but I was still in the house—only now I didn't have my clothes. Obviously I needed to get them before I could leave, but this was complicated by the fact that the host's mother had come home, together with her young baby. I was sneaking around, hoping not to get caught, because I was afraid of how she would react if she found a nude girl in the house. I didn't recall doing anything inappropriate but she would naturally assume the worst.

I managed to sneak into the bathroom and thought that from there I could maybe call her from the door and make up some story about how I had taken a shower and now needed my clothes—though I worried that it might be hard to explain how my clothes had ended up in another room, and it didn't help that I wasn't exactly sure where they were. But my anxieties about this were resolved when I looked down and noticed that I was fully dressed after all. (Thanks, dream!)

Now my only challenge was sneaking out of the house. But the dream was even more obliging in that regard. The mother caught sight of me as soon as I entered the next room, and I was afraid that she would respond with horror and alarm at discovering a stranger in the house. Instead, she just called me over in a friendly way as though we were already well-acquainted and she expected me to be there. We went into her large walk-in closet, where she wanted my opinion on some clothes as she changed. She put on a lower garment that was made of two separately patterned pieces of cloth, one for each leg, that fit very loosely like Thai fisherman pants. Attached to the upper part was a horizontal band of cloth, at least six inches wide and several feet long, in a third contrasting color and pattern, that she could wrap around her waist to secure the garment. The cloth and patterns were lovely and I complemented it; she said that she had made it herself. Next, while she was putting on a top, I noticed how beautifully flat her stomach was in profile and complimented her on that as well. She laughed and said modestly that it had just looked that way because she had been holding her arms over her head.

After that she and her husband went out to an indoor mall and I tagged along. As I glanced around at the various shops, I reminded myself that since we were dreaming I should make sure to attempt one of the tasks, since it had apparently slipped my mind until that point. This made me wonder when I had first realized I was dreaming. I thought back and couldn't figure it out. In retrospect, I don't think I really was cognizant of the dream until that point, but at the time it felt much more ambiguous, like it had been a latent awareness all along. (I get this a lot—I think there is often a latent awareness of dreaming on some level, in which case lucidity requires becoming aware of the awareness!) That might explain why earlier the dream had soothed my anxieties rather than exploiting them, even though I hadn't been aware of directly controlling it.

I figured that since it was the New Year's holiday in the dream, it would be a great time to try the fireworks TOTM again, since there were bound to be fireworks tonight anyway. Again, it's hard to say if I had really "known" all along that it was the holiday, or if I had only just "realized" this when it was convenient to my goals. I was lucid enough to know that in WL it was much later in the month, but remembered it was still January at least... so close enough.

I walked back to the front doors of the mall, which were transparent glass, and looked out over the landscape. I didn't see any fireworks yet—it was dark out but it seemed like it was too early in the evening—and I hoped my intention could make some appear. I scanned the horizon but nothing manifested. I decided maybe it would be easier to spark them directly from my hand, so I turned around and started walking through the mall again, willing some kind of visual display to manifest from my palm. This should be easy, since in the past I've practiced summoning all the basic elements, and fireworks just seemed like a variation of this. But again, nothing happened.

I tried to figure out what the problem was, and wondered if maybe I was too distracted with the music. Here's another case where I can't say for sure when I started singing. Often I deliberately use music in dreams as a way to channel focus into particular tasks, a method that has worked very well in the past, but right now I felt like I was singing for sheer pleasure, and the music was of unearthly beauty. Now that I noticed it, I put aside my other goals for the moment to pay attention to what I was singing. I was using my voice, but there were no real words, just abstract vocalizations emerging spontaneously in a lovely, lilting melody. The most distinctive thing about it was that I was singing in harmony with myself, as though I had several different interweaving voices, at least three, maybe more. I've sung like this before in dreams and once again had to wonder: what does it mean? When the music manifests like this, so complex and ethereal, it feels like it has some primordial significance.

Most of my attention was now focused on the song, and nothing else seemed so important. I wanted to be in the open air, so I returned to the front doors of the mall and walked through them. I sang for a while longer, until the world around me faded in color and substance and I knew I was waking up. My first impulse was to grab my phone and try to record some of the melody as best I could before I lost it entirely. However, my phone seemed to be stuck on camera mode, and although I was insistently pressing the button and even trying to close the window manually by clicking in the upper right corner (a PC reflex, obviously this doesn't work on phones!), I couldn't get back to the main screen. Problems with tech like this are a dreamsign so I even wondered if this was an FA. However, my main concern right was to preserve any shred of the music intact, so I didn't want to distract myself with an RC, but tried to keep as much attention as possible on preserving the song.

Even though I now only had a single voice, I was surprised how easily and spontaneously the music was still flowing, and figured it was because I had just woken up and retained lingering traces of the dreamstate. More than traces, I realized, when I woke up again and knew that it been an FA after all. I once again reached for my phone and was gratified that I could now access the main screen. But I was still having difficulties: I looked through all my apps for the voice recorder and couldn't find it! I went back and forth from screen to screen, cycling through them all three or four times, and it was nowhere! I was forced to question if this was yet another FA, even though I was now sure that I recognized everything around me from waking life, and the dream memories and music were fading rapidly. In the past I've sometimes had trouble recognizing the voice app icon because it has such a bland appearance, but I had made a point of remembering that it resembled a microphone.

After taking more time and deliberately examining every icon on every screen, completely baffled by my inability to find it, the mystery was finally solved. I found it at the very end of all my apps, where I had placed it deliberately with the notion of making it easy to find, only I had misremembered its appearance: the last OS upgrade had completely changed the graphic to some wavy lines. It was too late to salvage the music. I tried to record the one line of melody that I could still vaguely recall, but it sounded completely wrong. I couldn't get my real voice to match the way the song sounded in my head, either in terms of the general register or even the specific notes.

I was walking on the street. Or waiting for a bus. Or someone is waiting for a bus at night. It was dark. The waiting shed. Bruno is waiting for the bus or a car. A car light shone on him as a couple of foreigner show concern about him being there alone.

I was watching some sort of zombie movie. There was a bus careening down the street without the driver. The zombie somehow became much more muscled and was clinging on the back of the bus. The guy inside has super strength despite being of a smaller frame than the steroid zombie. He punched through the "door" at the back of the bus, ripping apart the oversized arms of the zombie in the process.

I was in a mall. I was a guard? I was carrying some stuff from outside (not within my view as I can only see inside the mall) helping some people. I saw a toddler walk inside and was concerned that she's alone. I "heard" the "word" that meant "being with" and "a couple" (two people, not romantically. I think). I saw her stop near a small set of wide stairs (just two steps up). She walked toward the right (looking from "outside" the mall).

I was in Rob's place. I was talking to with Rob about something, and he said a word or some words that are inappropriate around kids. Sarah was there as well. Forgot what we were talking about. Rob was sitting down, Sarah was standing up. The kids were moving about.

With my friend's car, I drive around town. He needs it back soon, so I get on a motorcycle and start going really fast. It's awesome. I'm mostly looking for a pawn shop so I can get a guitar for cheap, but don't see any. I end up riding the whole night and as the sun comes up, I find my mom at the University welcome center. She's trying to get me to live on campus a year before I start taking classes. I explain that housing is way cheaper off campus, and ride up the hill through lots of tents as she follows me. Apparently there is a big cult that has set up camp at the university, and they're kind of threatening. All dressed in the Sam white clothing, and full of pride, they all stare at me blankly as I ride along their camp. I pass them quickly but reach a dead end. Not for me. I dive and slide under a barbed wire fence to freedom! I see a road in the distance and make my way back to the relative safety of society.

Riding that dirt bike really stood out as a main part. Throwing it around, taking really sharp turns, power sliding all over, just an amazingly fun time.

I was walking down the road at night with some people. We were gonna buy something. The place has lots of lights. Malate?

I had to withdraw from an ATM. Not sure if there was one nearby. We were inside the mall. Food court?

I was in a room. It seems like night. I was looking for someone or something. The room is inside a several-storey apartment. Not sure how many floors there were. It looks... old. Some parts were wooden while others were cemented. The furniture added to the "old" look because they look used. Dark green.

I ended up in a floor where a girl was sitting. There's something like a veranda in that area. I'm not sure how young or old she was. At times, it felt like she's young, like 12 years old, but she seems too "tall" even though she's sitting on a chair. I asked a question about the thing/person I'm looking for. She said something about not seeing it here. She also mentioned something about God. I made a snide remark/question about it, but I made it while I was "walking away." Not exactly walking "away," because I was facing her while walking down a stairs, and the railing is blocking our view of each other. She was looking at me, looking like she wants to say something as I disappeared down the stairs.

I was in Rob's place. I remember thinking about crystal and food.

Working at some new job involving answering the phones and a square table with a few people standing around it. We are putting parts together sometimes, answering phones other times. I decide not to wear the uniform - some tan shirt with a collar. There are some other people out of uniform also. We get to talking a bit, but don't get along. Then I find out that they are the highest corporate bosses in the whole company, and they are upset about me not being in uniform! I tell my coworker if he thinks it'd make a difference to get in uniform. He's not sure. I tell him to wait here and I'll be right back then take off sprinting to my locker. I'm not sure what my locker combination is. I think it's 27, 3, 33 or something with a 17 or a 29 in it. I manage to get it right, and open the locker. Inside, no uniform. It must be in my other locker... I leave the lean-two locker room and run across a field at night to another small lean-two with lockers inside behind a small counter / cafe / bar where someone is serving food or drink. This time my locker is not even locked. Inside is the lock, with the combo set to 1337. I leave it inside and grab my shirt. It someone takes my lock, I don't really care, I just keep my work shirt in here. I put it back on and return to my post after what seemed like 20 minutes of trying to get the first locker open.

05.01.2015

ET Crafts (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Lets see if i push myself into typing more dreams now. Been of vacation trips and then, a huge amount of work... over 300 readings in just four days.

Everytime I would look up the sky I would see massive alien crafts. I was excited and felt very blessed. They were made out of mist and they had red, blue, green and white colors. Some of them were larger than a building.

It seems only I was able to see these crafts.

Something happened that I appeared inside a Hindu temple, I believe from Lord Shiva.







Also, I saw a few more exotic indian buildings.

it got night again and I would see more ET cratfs.

December 27, 2014

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I was in a sort of scrap yard store. The owner was my guardian, or something. We sold parts to these one- or two-man miniature helicopters. I had been teaching a younger member of my weird, no conventional family how to fly these contraptions.

It was night time, and the younger member was out on his first solo flight, but something went wrong, so I got into one of the fliers, and went out to find him. It was like the way you can fly Latios and Latias in the new Pokemon games... I found my little sibling, and got my copter directly below theirs so they could do what I do. I guided us back to the shop, which was in a strange tiered building, and was mostly open on one side, all balcony and no actual walls. If that makes sense. Like the rooms had ceilings and all the walls except the one facing the front of the building.

Anyways, the little sibling was going out of control again, and I phased in and out around some trees growing densely at the top of the building.

I was taking a bus ride. It was late at night.

Classmates.

Parkour and kong up the wall.

A movie in iChill. There is a speaker and advertisers.

I'm in my hometown. My uncle is being rude when I tried to buy something from their store. I think it was because I was just standing there, waiting, instead of trying to get their attention that I want to buy something. I got annoyed. I thought I was being nice.

NOTE:

- Maybe I should start becoming more assertive...

I was at a Walmart working as a cart pusher. It was night time outside and it was also raining, which made me worry about getting sick. The manager came up to me and said that he wanted me to go somewhere else but I didn't know where that was so I was confused. I went to a room to change and followed some girls outside.

I was at a college watching the movie God's Not Dead. When we got dismissed, from class, I saw a girl and a guy shooting glass with an AR15. I went down some stairs and since it was taking so long, I decided to just jump down them, doing a parkour roll when I landed at the bottom. After talking to people about the movie, I went upstairs and talked to a guy about his soccer game, asking if he gets paid for his victories. He said yes, that they get paid half. My neck was hurting for quite a while and I kept stretching it.
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Dream
Lucidity

While at work with Adam and Harold, I got off at a McDonald's for a stop. Everything was going bad with the stop and I was getting mad and frustrated, even yelling at the manage because she wasn't telling me where the bags were. I went out to the van and did a reality check. I looked at my watch and it said 6 something. I counted my fingers and counted 7. Confused, I counted them a few more times, still showing 7. I asked a girl what time it was and she said the same time my watch had showed. I jumped up trying to fly but didn't so I went back to the McDonald's and said "This has to be a dream... I recognize all these people." I went through a wall and finally snapped that I was in a dream.

I ran towards the exit and went through a door and through the fence outside. I jumped up and started flying, noticing the nighttime setting. I was in some sort of backyard surrounded by tall buildings filled with graffiti and trash everywhere. As I flew up, I said "I'm going to visit Rena, take me where Rena is!" I started flying even higher and forward, slowly increasing speed. Eventually, I started flying backwards, which made me mad, causing me to wake up.

12.12.2014

Stars in the sky blow up like fireworks (chain of false awakening and lucids) (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had a False Awakening and I was about to write down my dream, when I felt very fuzzy and like everything was wavy. I was moving but I was falling alseep and having a chain of spit-second FAs. Until I had a more abrupt false awakening and I was altered and nervious so I did a reality check because I literally had no idea in what realm I was!

I could not see, so I got off bed and jumped a couple times, gravity was not acting normal so I turned lucid. I also checked my hands (now vision was clear) and I had six fingers. I was going to exit the house until I faded out and I was back in bed.

I knew I was still dreaming, checked my hands again and remained lucid. I existed the house and took of to fly. The sky was full of stars, but it had stars of many colors, like neon colors. I took a fly to make the dream stable and it went crystal clear. I then saw that the stars started to explote like if they were fireworks, but the colors were much more vivid than real fireworks and there was a like a chain reaction.








I decided to do an easy dare, as I did not find my dream stability to be at its finest, so I decided to:

Originally Posted by anyone dare

Put some flowers on the graves of a cemetery at night. (Box77)

I started to fly looking for a graveyard, but once again, I faded out.

I was back in bed, still knowing I was dreaming, I was starting to get annoyed with the false awakenings. I had a successive chain of 2-3 more false awakenings. Always knowing I was dreaming, they happened fast.

During one of them, I managed to exit the house again, but I was in a void of nothingness for a few seconds until I faded out.

One more False Awakening with reality check. I exited the house and started to fly. I saw a huge neon sign in the sky, made out of stars but also with many colors like neon. As I approached at them, they exploted again and made tons of colors. There were some x-mas trees and decorations. I got stuck with a x-mas ribbon (talk about dream coontrol on this one... meh... the whole dream was a mess anyone, probably REM was ending.) After a while, I managed to fly away from it. I felt I was waking up, tried to rub my hands and had another false awakening, where I was still rubbing my hands and I figured I woke up like that, but I did a reality check and I was still asleep. I did not bother anymore in getting out of bed, as the dream quality was awful and extremely unstable. A few seconds later, I woke up for real.

I was in the city at night, indoors. It was a building. I was working on the computer or something. I was with two unknown guys. We went out, but there were slippery steps. Something about basketball. We went back.