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I haven't posted in a long time because of work.

I'm at my great-uncle's house when my grandfather shows up. We're hanging out and I'm feeling quite happy that he is visiting me. Suddenly, I say to him, "Hey, grandpa, why are you here? You're dead."
He casually replies, "'They' said I come back down here for a while."
...Who is 'they'?
Later, I'm trying to make him something to eat, but he tells me that it's time for him to go. The moment he leaves, I wake up and the dream is forgotten until it comes back in a flash hours later.

I do believe my grandfather visited me. Besides the fact that we were at his brother's house, something about the dream was...different. It was similar to the way my dream with my great-grandpa was--he leaves, I immediately wake up, and the dream comes back in a flash hours later.

Date:19th of june.
Total sleep:7-ish hours.
Daytime Techniques: RC's, awareness, mantras, dream yoga.
Lucid Techniques: Stabilizisation,
Recall Techniques: Dj, lie still in bed.
Fell Asleep: 00.30 AM
Dream Title: The mystery of the coins.
Dream: I remember quite a bit of this drea, but since it was so long, there are parts i do not recall. Here we go: I have no recall of the starts, but i know i was somehow granded the ability to switch places with some, just by flicking my wrist. Suddenly, i can no longer do it. I wander of into a different classroom, and a guy named Simon is about to throw some coins, that are magical, somehow. I dive after them, and i get quite a few. I go out of the school area, to the grocey store. And i buy a pack of buns. It seems the the coins have the ability to transmutate items. I bought the pack of buns to transmutate them into something. Suddenly there is a gap in my memory, and i am toilet that floats above the ground. 2 bullies lock me in the toilet, but i eventually convince them to let me out. We walk up gågata in Halden, Norway.
Awake:08.00
Vividness: 8
Awareness: 2
Length: Very long.
Emotions: Happiness, sadness, dissapointment.
Dream Signs: Magic, school, my city.


Dream Title: Stabilizisation training in a large city.
Dream: I walk down a large road, and go into some kind of hospital room with my mother, the doctor gives me ice-cream. I walk a bi farther down the main road, and i decide to take a look at my hands. I look for a second, then suddenly i almost lose control of the dream. I decide to try train my stabilizisation, and go over to a girl, grab her hand, and start running. We run by the docks, and it doesn't take long before i wake up.
Awake: 08.20
Vividness: 9
Awareness:8
Length: 5
Emotions: Happiness, feeling of success
Dream Signs: Ice-cream, small city.

Dream fragments: I am talking to one of my teachers, Bente Haug. I explain the second dream to her.
Parts of the dreams that i cant remember where happened: I flirt with a girl by switching places with her.

Date:14th of june.
Total sleep: 9 hours.
Daytime Techniques: RC's, mantras.
Lucid Techniques: Stabilizisation, ''increase vividness'' mantra.
Recall Techniques: DJ, mantras, tags.
Fell Asleep: 00.45
Dream Title: Satan teacher/shounen fight.
Dream: Satan teacher;I walk to school over an orchard, strangely, it is dark outside . I was having a large test, when my teacher gives me an ''annmerkning'' (norwegian punishment). I get really mad and say the reason i havent done anything is because i have not at school the days we worked on the test, which is weird since it was a test, and not a project. I roll around the classroom talking to friends about how stupid the teacher is.

Shounen fight: I gain lucidity, and try to keep it by jumping around outside my house. After a while however i completely forget since i was not paying attention or being aware. I end up fighting some enemies inside my house in a really shounen-anime-like style, where i power up after each enemy and then barely beat them. It seems like the enemies had taken control of our house.
Awake: 08.30
Vividness: 8/8
Awareness:1/6-2
Length: 5/6
Emotions/feelings: Madness, dissapointment, ''unfair'', heroic, happiness.
Dream Signs: Magical powers (super strength), not-human enemies, school, my house, friends.

Fragments/small dreams: I suddenly appear in the classroom of the ''satan teacher'' dream. I am completely lucid, and as i realize this i start to lose control. I try my best to stabilize my dream by look at my hands, and spinning. I also shout ''increase vividness'', but since i was not really focusing, nothing happened. I almost fall out of the classroom and i realize i am going to wake up. As a last resort to figure out why i'm waking up, i grab my chest. My heart is beating really fast, this is why i woke up. It lasted around 30 seconds i would think.

DC's: My class, the teacher, erza scarlett (i cant remember seeing her).

Only small dreams/fragments. Here we go.

1: I was in the gym with my friend, and his mom, when we found it closes early because of summer times :/

2: While dreaming, i was watching an episode of: ''Top ?(unknown number) Plays'' for lor league of legends.

3: I was in a league of legends game, playing renekton. Only strange thing i noticed was that i didn't have smartcast. I was dumb, and should have realized i was dreaming from that.

4: I was at my school, when i found a book i had not returned. It was math, and had a blue cover. I returned it to the person sitting in the library.

I've been having pretty disturbing dreams about my ex these last few nights. See, we were in a healthy relationship for three years and a half, but we started going out when we were almost 15 and we simply grew apart. I broke up with him over two years ago and we haven't kept in touch since, even though it was a clean break-up. Now I have been happily in a relationship with another guy for a while. Thing is, I bumped into my ex last Friday and we had a two-minute interaction, the typical "how's it going". The next day, sacred coincidence, I bumped into him again at a concert, but we didn't talk much either. Both times it felt quite awkward because we never meet anymore and we hadn't even seen each other in almost a year. Then the series of dreams started.

They started two days ago. I dreamt he sent me a Fb friend invitation (he removed his Fb profile some months ago and made a new one just recently, so we're not friends) and left me a message asking why I avoided any chance of talking to him. Yesterday, I dreamt he tried to cut off my legs with a chainsaw. And today I had a dream which involved him and his mother in a pretty nasty way (sexually, somehow), but I can't quite recall the action, I just remember I woke up feeling quite disgusted. Seriously, unconscious mind, what the hell are you trying to tell me?

Of course, all of them were non-lucids. Had I been lucid, I'd have tried to find a way to figure out what was going on.

Characters:
Ruby Gloom is the titular character of a spooky kid's show.

Squid-Girl is the plucky protagonist of an anime program.

26 July 2013

It was the hour of dusk in the quiet town of Gale, a city that I have visited several times in previous dreams. I can’t well remember how I became mixed up in this crew but I had no complaints. I was a member of what may have been a private investigation group. Either that or a mercenary group. Such a distinction might be obvious between these two different labels but the thing is, I am not sure what it is we were doing what we were doing or for what purpose. But I might be getting ahead of myself. I was a member of a shady group of four. I cannot remember what the group was or if it even had a name so for now I shall refer to us as “The Midnight Crew.” A gang name borrowed from a popular web-comic, but I digress.

As I said before, there were four of us. One was a tall man, slender, and dressed in 17th century casual European attire (let’s call him Damien). I suspect that he was the leader of our group. Another was a spry young girl; she could not have been any older than thirteen (let’s call her Leena). She was young and hyperactive but she was also agile; a very useful member of our crew. Then there was a tall young woman with silver hair and dressed in white armor and clothing (Leila). This woman looked like something straight out of an RPG. Funny thing is: Leila was our tech savvy. She was the one who hacked electronic locks and circuitry. She was the very serious one. I can’t remember seeing her crack a smile at any point during the dream. And then there was me; the rookie of the group.

Our services were drafted by a middle aged woman whose name remained undisclosed. She came to us with a request to retrieve a young boy and bring him back to her. She offered up a reward of course. Now this is where my confusion becomes valid. I am not sure if we were private investigators or some kind of mercenaries or underground couriers. Now as one reads through this he might assume that the woman coming to us is a mother in distress over her lost son but that is not quite how I remember this being portrayed. There was a woman, yes, and she did draft us to go in search of a young boy but I do not believe that this was a mother. I remember that she was quite stern in this request. That is to say, she seemed indifferent to the boy’s well being. I don’t think that she was concerned about the boy but rather the investment behind him. I believe that she may have been part of a bigger organization; one that seemed to be invested in this boy for one reason or other (there is even a chance that she was our employer...maybe, not very sure on that one). But her reasons did not matter to us for our job was not to ask questions. I am sure that “No questions asked” existed somewhere within our mantra.

Now there is no question in my mind that we were underground couriers but little did we know that we were getting mixed up in something serious. I don’t remember why but there was an investment in this boy. One that was so vital that two opposing groups would do anything to get their hands on him.

So now back to the story at hand. It was the hour of dusk and we were walking through the dark streets of Gale. Gale always was an anachronistic city which seemed to be fitting to the anachronistic wardrobe of my colleagues. The mist that was gathering around the streets of the 17th century style town only made the scene that much more ominous. We started out by asking around but I remember that most responses were hostile (maybe they knew who or what we were). But I suspect that the streets had been over taken by the enemies of our client because there was a part of town that was full of nothing but hostiles. I wish I could remember how the struggle went but there are only few precious details that I can remember. As we fought our way through town square we met a man in one of the stores who was obviously taking cover from the bullets (assuming the hostiles were using firearms). This man was a friend of The Midnight Crew. I call him Paul, a jovial soul who was dressed in a black 17th century suit (that’s how most Gale-ites dressed) and a dark blue cape. And fortunately for us he had the boy we were looking for. Now I don’t quit remember how our conversation with Paul went but I remember that he was somehow mixed up with these organizations and he somehow got us to agree with some plan of his. We allowed him to take the boy for a while after he promised to meet us later on and hand the boy over to us. The boy was eerily stoic; he never even spoke and maintained a calm demeanor in this epic frenzy.

We tried to fight our way through the rest of the hostiles but they proved to be too much for us. My heart pounded as we detoured through the stores of the city. Thankfully all of the buildings were interconnected so we were able to continue in our mission while avoiding the hostiles. I remember how relieved I was to be away from them.

Now the events following are extremely hazy and I cannot recant them here. I just remember that my misadventure with The Midnight Crew eventually led to my separation from them and I ran into this strange gothic girl. I believe this girl to have been Ruby Gloom. I remember that there was something about this girl that rubbed me the wrong way. She was seemingly pleasant but I found it difficult to trust this one. Now Ruby had a story, one whose complete makeup was lost in memory. She was an exile from another land or another world. She was here for reasons unknown and was in the middle of a rivalry with an ocean dweller that was now on land. Squid-Girl was this rival’s designation. I think that Ruby believed Squid-Girl to be partly responsible for her exile.

After more hazy stuff happened (including several strifes between Squid-Girl and Ruby) I ended up in a college. I was there under Ruby’s direction and was now working completely independently of The Midnight Crew. I guess there was a something bigger going on, something that tied in with this college, that mysterious boy, Ruby and her rival, Squid-Girl. I didn’t know how this all tied together but I knew that more answers could be found at this college and Ruby was going to help find them…or so she said. Ruby and I warmed up to each other as time went on. She seemed to consider me a real friend and I can’t say that I was far from returning the sentiment. Not to say that she didn’t have her annoying flaws. She was very cocky and arrogant and she thought very highly of herself. I hated that about her. And not to mention she loved the sound of her own voice. I was still somewhat weary of trusting her. There was still so much about that I didn’t know; most importantly, her motive. She didn’t strike me as the type of person who gave out of the goodness of her heart, so why did she agree to help me? What was in it for her? I made a point of keeping these questions in the back of my mind.

The college had its own private beach. Not a real beach but a man made beach. One with artificial ocean waves and whatnot; similar to what they had in the City of Columbia. Now this beach was a place where the students used drugs recreationally (and yes, the college was okay with this). Ruby was also posing as a student here at this college. She was somewhere else and communicated with me through some chat client. I was extremely uncomfortable here on this beach. I didn’t like being around so many tripped out junkies in one place; something about that scenario spelled disaster to me. And I was not entirely sure if the other students liked me but looking back: it may have been in my head. The recreational drug usage was interrupted by a massive storm which brought forth a huge tsunami. We all escaped the beach alive but I was not sure if this tsunami was an accident. What a thought! That someone somewhere actually had the power to cause such a great feat of nature. Perhaps I was becoming paranoid. Or perhaps not. Didn’t my partner say something about Squid-Girl having elemental powers over the sea? This whole investigation just keeps getting more and more interesting.

At this point I wander off into a tangent of unrelated events. I find myself on a bus with my highschool marching band and we are on our way to a performance. We are on our way to a five star hotel and I cannot wait to finally get there because I really have to take a piss. And that’s pretty much it. I don’t know what the point of this is. Could this have been a dream within the dream? Because I have had those. Seriously I have. Whatever, back the dream at hand.


After that random ass tangent of events I was back at the beach. It was not long before another storm hit and another tsunami took place. But this was only the beginning of a series of extremely unfortunate events. After the beach was evacuated the organization that had the boy came and began fighting it out with another group. Could my presence have brought them here? There was also something big emerging from the sea and it threatened to destroy this school. Hell was indeed being raised and my class mates and I needed to find someplace safe before we were all killed. As I was running with the crowed I saw a huge projection of ruby over the rail of the walkway. I don’t know if it was a holographic projection which she set up herself or if it was just a projection of the dream which only I could see. But what I do know is that I hated what I saw. She was there just laughing her ass of at the mayhem that was ensuing. I knew that she couldn’t be trusted. I don’t know how but she planned this and I was pawn in this sick little game of hers. A friend indeed.

We successfully evacuated to the safety of the school theatre. It was the last safe place left here in the school. All the while we were there I could only think back on that image of my partner laughing at me and everyone here. There was no longer any question that I was nothing more than a means to an end but what end? Damn it! What was all of this about? What was I mixed up? What was this leading to? After a few minutes of thought one of the IT students brought up a radar map of the school and the beach and showed everyone how the tsunami started. I was right. It was not accident. According to the IT and his radar map the tsunami was caused by a giant creature approaching the school from the water. It was let in from the back end. This was no doubt the work of Squid-Girl.

After several more events that I can not recall, I was reunited with The Midnight Crew. We were back in the City of Gale making our way through the maze of commercial facilities. Several of them were dark due to some kind of orchestrated black out and I could not help but get anxious whenever we entered a dark facility. I mean after all, the city was full of hostiles. But the darkness was short lived because each time we entered a dark room, Leila would rewire the circuits in the rooms and bring the lights on. We made our way into a dark kitchen and, after a few minutes of rewiring by Leila, it was well lit. But the relief was short lived as we were immediately attacked by hostiles. I remember seeing Paul there and the boy was with him. Was all of this really centered around him? I still could not believe that this all could have been orchestrated by one girl. I never did figure out what motive was. One thing that I could never get over. If she really was just using me, then why did she open up to me the way she did.

The dream changed possibly before the brawl ended. I was no longer a participant; I was now the observer. I suspect that I had gone back through time (possibly by several years) to observe one of the seemingly unrelated events that may have led up to that frenzy. Poseidon, king of the sea, was working at a seaside store. Squid-Girl emerged from the ocean surface with her boyfriend and attacked him relentlessly. She destroyed the restaurant killing everyone inside and came down on Poseidon with huge tsunami waves. She also knew how to handle a trident. I was really impressed; Poseidon really didn’t stand a chance. I felt kind of bad for him; I felt that this was a blatant act of treachery on her part. The last thing I saw was Squid-Girl, holding down the king of the sea as he lay on his back with her hand pressed firmly against his forehead. She was in his face with a stone cold look in her eye no doubt saying something menacing to him. I didn’t see what happened to Poseidon but judging by Squid-Girl’s demeanor; I doubt that she was merciful.

Note: At some point during the second evacuation (or it may have been during the final strife in the kitchen) I got the inkling that there was an unknown third party involved in all of this. Ruby and Squid-Girl were the two primary antagonists who were pulling the strings in this entire debacle. But I could not get past the feeling that there was an unknown third party who was sitting back idly and watching Ruby and Squid-Girl. I felt like someone was observing their rivalry closely and waiting for the right time to make his move. Perhaps he was waiting for one of them to engage him or perhaps he was waiting for them to do something. Perhaps he was hatching a plan that would arise from their plans.

-I did have a lucid, and I think it was a FA and I caught it. When I did catch it, I used billybobs dream control method, and said theirs no rule in my lucid dreams. So I don't need to stabilize, my dream can do it for me. I forget what happened in the end tho,

-Before I woke, woke up I had this very brief dream of me talking to Ben Franklin I think and then going out to fight the civil war? I dunno. It was interesting tho, because for a brief second after I woke up I could still hear the muskets and screams.

So, I had a weird night. Yesterday, I did lots of awareness practice (i mean alot) and lots of reality checks. I was excited for the lucid I was gonna get, and could not sleep..like at all. When I did, it was like 10:00 (fell asleep at 8:30 for maximum WILD attempts)

I kept waking up in the night then finally a alarm for 5:00 woke me up to try WILD. I failed, of course. I stayed up for about 2 minutes then laid back down. Is it normal for me to have to wait 30 minutes to try to get into that good juicy WILD phase? Its really freakin' annoying.

The government was at war with..I don't remember...italy? At that time, for some reason, the government was moving huge skyscrapers with helicopters. At that time, I was in one of them, so I accidentaly fell off. The building was collapsing, but for some reason when I hit the ground I was alive. I ignored that (lol) and then the building was collapsing behind me. I was stuck in rushing water, and I had to jump between tight bars and debris platforms. This jump was huge, and as I jumped everything wen't in slow motion. Everything got REALLY vivid. Then it went back to normal as I grabbed the bar and the building was so close to crushing me.

After that, I guess the government was switching out newer flatscreens with older TV's. They weren't TV's though, they looked like computers. I dunno.

KEYWORDS:
War
TV's
Skyscrapers
Crushed

This is a non-lucid dream I had tonight, but it boosted my motivation.

I was at my house, sitting on a couch, reading some newspapers. Some articles published in them caught my attention. Each paper had an article which talked about studies that have been done about lucid dreaming. They all came to the conclusion that people who have lucid dreams often, see their intellectual habilities enhanced, while also being happier than people who don't have them. This was supposedly due to the fact that lucid dreamers have a higher level of awareness and self-awareness in their daily lives and this seemed to create new neurological pathways in the central nervous system. Interesting.

In the dream I was glad such things were being published because maybe it would encourage other people to take the journey, but deep down I knew mostly everyone wouldn't pay much attention to it.

I have heard lucid dreamers say they feel more intellectually capable since being into it, but I don't know this for myself. What I have felt though is that I more easily feel happier because of it. By making lucid dreaming a background thought in my mind, I always feel I'm making steps forward to better myself, so to speak. And as for the neurological pathways thing... I don't really know where I've got the idea from, maybe I read it somewhere but I don't remember. But casually, I'm studying the nervous system in a Physiology subject at uni, no perhaps it's not so much of a coincidence.

Original Notes:
Edits in red.
Notes in blue.
I plan to wake up at 1:00am to use the FILD.
I am trying to sleep at 10:00pm
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FILD = Finger Induced Lucid Dream
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Report - 1
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Notes:
I had issues falling asleep sue to talking, rain, and the dog. 11:30 is when I think I fell asleep. I switched from 1:00am to 3:00am

3:00am - I tried to move my fingers, but accidentally stopped and fell asleep normally.
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Dreams (1)
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It started with me giving Rachel some advice, and talk her into bringing two people on a date.
This was a weird idea, but made sense in my dream.
She texted her friend Trey, and said to me that he asked what for. I said something that I fail to remember.
Trey is Rachel, my sisters, friend. Patty, who is later in the dream, is her boyfriend.
We went to Mc.Donalds to eat, and ordered and got food, in a place that looked like a bus stop. When Rachel saw Patty coming, we went into the real building and started eating pizza. I saw a bag under my foot, and Rachel said it was Trey's food.
Patty got there first, and we oddly said, "Happy birthday!", and did the same when Trey came a bit later.
The dream ended at home in the driveway, where everything seemed zoomed out.I was trowing a tantrum because we forgot my chocolate milk. Rachel said something about leaving it in the 'bus stop area' and I think I remember something about that.

This dream was non-lucid, but oddly different than other dreams. Most dreams of mine don't involve Rachel, or her friends. I think this is because her prom was soon.

Last night, I set an alarm at 3.30 am to attempt a DEILD. The alarm is very gentle and I made it turn itself off after a minute. It woke me up as expected, but my first reflex was to switch it off. I quickly remembered my goal and prevented myself from moving too much. I lied on my back and waited for the alarm to shut up.

When it did, I was feeling really groggy and thought it would be easy to get into a dream. Suddenly I was worried that maybe it was too early and I would still enter a deep sleep state, therefore making the whole thing unworthy. Despite my efforts to stay awake, I soon lost consciousness and woke up at 8 am with only a small fragment of a dream in mind. And as far as I can tell, I wasn't lucid in it. Dammit.

Needless to say, any advice is most welcome

What I found interesting about this dream was that, despite being a non-lucid, some of the DCs had a strange attitude towards me.

I was to meet at 10 am with a group of people for an excursion (which we were really going to do in real life the day after I had this dream). I was the first to arrive at the meeting point, but I had to go back home to get a couple of things. Once some of the people started arriving, I excused myself and went back to my house.

I was almost there when I found a girl who went to my school when we were little. She is a year or two younger than me and has a twin sister, but I have never really been friends with either of them. She stopped beside me and asked me what my name was, because she had seen me before but didn't remember. Without hesitating, I told her my first and last name. Then, she said something like "she's the dreamer! My sister won't believe me when I tell her". This should have triggered lucidity, but I don't remember having become lucid. I was just taken aback and went on doing my thing.

I went into my house, got a bottle of water for the excursion and came back out. Then I remembered I needed sleeping pills, which I actually only take when I am very nervous and can't sleep, and so I headed to the Chemist's. While I was in the waiting line, two women were having a heated argument about politics, but I wasn't paying attention. When I got to the chemist and asked him for the pills, I was surprised at his question: "do you dream much?". I answered: "of course I do, I easily remember three to four dreams a night". The people in the waiting line looked at me in desbelief and started whispering at each other. Again, this didn't trigger lucidity. Then, the chemist gave me a small "notebook" (it wasn't really a notebook, but I can't come up with any better name) and on the cover you could read "Dream Journal". He said I could enter a dream recall contest. I started laughing because I thought I could only fit one or at most two days worth of dreams in that tiny notebook and that it was pointless. I went out of the Chemist's still laughing.

The dream went on for a while, but there weren't any more strange behaviours from DCs. I thought it was interesting because I had never seen any DC behave like this. Somehow it reminded me of the way some of them behave in the movie Inception.

I was at my Uni. There weren't any classes that day but I had to attend to a couple of compulsory seminars. At the entrance of the lecture room were two people handing out small pieces of paper with either the word YES or NO written in them. These were the answers to a question similar to "will you stay until the seminar finishes?". When I went past one of the men handing out these pieces of paper, he only had some of the YES left but none of the NO, so I had no choice. I planned on staying for the whole seminar anyway, but he said "sorry" and handed me a YES piece of paper with a 20-euro bill under it. I pretended I didn't notice in case it was a mistake, but I had the feeling he was trying to bribe me.

After this, my classmates and I entered the lecture room, which pretty much looked like a theatre. We stayed for the whole seminar and, when we were going out, I noticed something in my hand. I looked at it to find two 10-euro bills, which had basically come out of the blue. I reached for my pocket to find the previous 20 euros I had been given and felt the bills in my hand. They felt like real money. I was amazed at how much money I had made out of nothing.

Before I start off, when do y'all record your dreams? When I wake up I don't want to turn on the light and start writing things down. How can I become better at this without ruining my sleep?

In bed from 9:42pm-5:59am
Drank apple juice and meditated a little the night before

Dream one:
(Fragment, non-lucid)
Was with an old friend playing games together
We were eating pizza
His old man was there
Throat felt really thirsty/salty/burning
end: Woke up a little before three and had to get some water

This probably comes from the guilt I have from not speaking to this friend in a few years, for no real reason.

Dream two:
(Semi-fragmented? semi-lucid?). Could feel that I had some control over the environment, but I wasn't fully lucid; I didn't know I was dreaming.

In an aunts house
Feels (from the inside) like a house from japan.
uncle not home.
black man ready to leave the house (What?)
tell him he still has a chance, aunt was once engaged to a black man.(What?)
he leaves
house is leaking rain water
forget house is leaking
go outside?, don't remember what it looked like.
find cement tunnels running under the city
Explore tunnels, feels like something the yakuza would use.
scared
find openings into houses (smuggle children?)
find opening into aunts house, she didn't know about yakuza hatch
get lost in maze of tunnels
end: woke around 5:30-40

have no clue where this came from

My recalling skills this morning were nowhere near as sharp as they were yesterday, and one particular dream this time around was quite disturbing. Before I went to bed I did some physical awareness tasks whilst lying down on my back with my eyes closed, and I went through the process of feeling each part of my body. I felt the feeling of each foot, and then concentrated harder on each toe, then the calves, knees, then all of those parts together, and basically I went through every possible separate joint/bodypart I could and tried to put them into different group and feel them together.

This lasted about 20 minutes, afterwards I rolled onto my side to go to sleep in hopes that I might have a Dream Induced Lucid Dream. After trying to sleep for a while with relaxed breath, something strange happened. My breathing in and out felt like it became one motion, this feeling was very strange. The best way I can describe it is quite limiting: If you have ever been in hospital and put to sleep on the operating table whilst counting to 10 with your eyes closed, well that vague taste/smell/numbness that overcomes you and your breathing is what I felt. My heart started racing as this happened to me, I didn't expect it to happen so as soon as it did I was excited. Immediately though, and I fear this might be detrimental to my lucid dreams when I get good at getting into them with ease, is that I instantly thought about my physical body in my bedroom, and then I thought about seeing nightmarish things, and I knew I shouldn't but I couldn't stop myself. The feeling died down after about 20 seconds of trying to maintain it, and then it stopped completely and I felt like I was just trying to sleep again. I think the full physical body awareness process is important for letting go of all tension in the body and was responsible for this experience, I will continue to do this before sleep each night I'm practicing.

Now onto the dreams... they were vivid, but short-lived. After my first awakening 6 hours into my sleep I had no dreams to recall, this was very disappointing. I tried hard to think, but nothing was there. My alarm woke me up in a very shocked way, and I remember reading yesterday (I think it was Puffin's DILD guide) that sudden shock alarm awakenings are awful for recall, so that was probably the problem. I will have to find an app that is good for gradual noise build up with the alarm so I wake up more settled. My other awakenings were natural too, and I had stuff to recall after those. Evidence!

Time of sleep: 2:00am
Time of first awakening: 8:00am | Reason: Alarm

No dreams to recall here. Damn you, alarm!

Time of sleep: 8:00am
The rest of my awakenings up until my alarm final alarm at 11:00am were random throughout and I forgot at the time to log the times I woke, but I did remember to tag recall my dreams.

Dream 1 - Joni Mitchell &the mysterious hula hoop
Me, my friend Tom and an old friend Steven were walking up some stairs in a building. As we walked the steps, Tom said from the back of the group "Have you ever listened to Joni Mitchell?". I replied saying that I have, but I knew that I hadn't really listened to her (I have been meaning to though, I forgot until this dream actually, so I'll have to get onto her now). I remember saying that I have listened to her in such a way that it was embarrassing to not have listened to her. In a "Of course I have, what do you take me for?!" kind of manner, but with a subtle "I have." I used to lie about a lot of small things like that throughout my teens, like talking crap for the sake of it, but over the past years I have tried my best to iron that kind of thought out, what's the point? Though I know a lot of people, young and old, who still do this all the time. Anyway, as we got to the top of the stairs we were all coated up, the atmosphere seemed like we were in a very cold location, somewhere that suggested snowing. Steven sat down at a table with me, and he had a hula hoop around him. I can't remember much else.

Dream 2 - The disturbing one
This one was very unsettling. I was lying on a bench, my feet and hands were bound so I couldn't get off of it, this was in some kind of lit up dungeon/surgical room. What was truly horrifying however was the fact that Phillip Seymour Hoffman (RIP) was fondling some naked girl against a wall whilst all creepily pushed up against her. There was definitely a great feeling and knowing that this was wrong, I can remember wanting it to stop as it played out in front of me but I couldn't stop it. The dream ended after a short while of this, it felt like it lasted about 1-2 minutes.

Dream 3
This dream was more fun. I was around a merged version of Liverpool and London city (England) and I can remember walking into a big public hallway that was half interior half exterior, like a big open space with walls surrounding it and a glass ceiling, that had no doors, the halls just leaded into the open. I sensed an ex-girlfriend was approaching, but I couldn't be sure if it was her. She looked distorted in facial character, like someone else, but I sensed it was her. I fled the area to avoid her and ended up inside some hospital place, and I sensed I had to keep running away from something that was coming for me. I felt like I knew I could fly, but I was in a position of thinking about how I do it. Then I ran down the hallway and sort of just took off, and I was flying, but it turns out even my unconscious didn't think I could fly AND go through walls, and I flew straight into a wall and fell to the ground. The next bit is hazy, but I'm sure there was a portal to go outside, and I went through it. I remember flying past a bus in the daytime and everyone on the bus watching me go by. That's all I can remember here!

Dream 4
In real life my cat has been sleeping in my room lately, and my brother and I were talking about this yesterday. He said he thinks the cats might have caught fleas, and reassured him they haven't (they were very recently flea'd, and when there are fleas about, they LOVE my skin. Well this conversation gave me one last disturbing (albeit much less disturbing than the last) dream.. I woke up and I was in my bed, everything looked like it usually would any other morning, but all of a sudden my cat got up and moved and my focus went straight to a flea that was walking across my bed sheet, then I noticed another on my pillow, and I jumped out of bed and the dream faded to nothing.

Time of final awakening: 11:00am
Total time slept: Roughly 9 hours
Total alarms used: 2
Total awakenings from alarms: 2
Did I do a waking journal recall of my day before I went to sleep: Yes
Did I do any awareness concentration: Yes - sound and physical feeling

The reason I'm logging sleep and alarms etc is so I can try and perfect what works best for my dreaming states and recall.