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Dream 1


I am laying down to go to sleep, when everything feels fuzzy and like it's vibrating. I go along with it and find myself in a dream. I am on top of some building, looking around to the city below. Everything looks so real and clear. I am able to count the windows and seats in a car parked on the street below.
Now, I am outside my dad's house. I know it's still a dream and so I try to fly, but it proves too difficult.


Dream 2


I'm at a store with someone. We are only buying a couple things and are approaching the register. I look and see that a younger black man has gotten in front of me. He only has a bottle of something and I don't care too much. I look again and see a few more guys (also African American) with bottles, standing around the register. One has a gun up against the female clerk.
One has a gun up against my stomach. A rush of fear comes over me, but I quickly calm down. The men all take turns buying their drinks. They line up, toting their guns. They all start to sing, they thank us, and they leave.


Dream 3


I'm walking along a river with my dad. The river is forested and by my grandpa's house. My dad is telling me about how he would always come here when he was younger.
We come to a spot that seems to have rock walls on at least two sides. There is a tiny waterfall and a rock to jump off into a small, deep swimming hole. I take my time, and finally slide into the water.
After I get out, I look at a tall rock wall in the distance - and a chunk of it breaks off, crashing to the water below. I get out my phone and take a video as the whole wall slowly crumbles away. I label the video 'SHIT' and im going to send it to my best friend, but it does not save.


Dream 4


I'm at work, at the front counter. I'm pretty sure the manager is watching me. An employee, B, and her friend come in and I take their order. They get a cheeseburger 'stuffed with cheese' and a chocolate shake 'with no salt'. I have some difficulty taking the order down.


Dream 5


I'm in the gym at school, playing co-ed soccer. We're wearing PE uniforms. There are no goals, and I think we have to get the ball through the basketball hoops. I'm really getting into it. A guy has the ball and won't let it go; I'm trying hardest to get it.
I think that I would want to sign up for soccer.
Now, we see a poster or something that says a student has died. The student is in the gym, but I guess he has still died..
We are lining up around the hoop and im going to shoot a free throw in honor of him.

I wake up from my usual night's sleep in order to go to the restroom. Don't recall my dreams. When I get back, I settle in, noting in my mind that this would be a good time for a lucid attempt, and then I allow myself to drift off.

One of the ways I initiate lucid dreaming is visualization. My particular mode is exploring an environment in my head, in detail. I know I'm entering the dream when the environment becomes easier to explore and more unpredictable. Sometimes there is a sense of "breaking the tension" and moving into lucidity. Sometimes it's more gentle. Sometimes I feel like things are still fuzzy and don't get the clarity I want. Like all lucid techniques, it's a mixed bag.

I grab onto the first location that drifts into my mind - an old apartment I used to live in. I am outside on the front lawn. I walk down the lawn and across the street and head for a stream that is on the other side of the complex. It is lined on either side by thick trees that were simply never knocked down by the developer.

When I reach the stream, I begin my explorations. I decide to do something I did there a lot as a child - look for rocks that would look good once they had been through a rock tumbler. I pick up a few rocks and examine them, but don't see anything I like. I continue walking down the stream, splashing my feet in the water.

The stream becomes larger and deeper. I have reached a part of the stream that no longer looks familiar. I note that my visualization has become more intense. I walk from the center of the stream to the bank on the side, which has become muddy. As I continue walking, the stream becomes deeper and more turbulent, and has cut deeper into the banks. The banks have gone from the soft dark brown of midwestern soil to a burnt sienna color, and are gaining more of a texture of clay. If anybody has been to Georgia, they may know the color of soil I'm talking about.

The stream has become closer to a river. I imagine that a "duck" style vehicle could probably float down it now. For some reason, a roller coaster is now running along the side of the bank, but it isn't full scale. I take note of it. I try to assess my dream state, but it still feels "thin". There's not really much clarity, and I feel like trying to exert direct influence right now may cause it to fall apart.

The roller coaster has disappeared. I now see a pristine snow drift and a snow-covered hill leading upward from the river bank. I decide to see where the snow leads.

I begin walking through the snowy area. The snow becomes deeper, and as I continue forward, I start having trouble walking through it. I am heading up a steep hill, struggling through the snow. I look up the hill, and realize it leads up a mountain. I look down and I can see the path I've made through the snow. The stream is nowhere in sight - I'm now on a mountain in a mountain range. This is the tallest mountain. It's daytime, and the sky is very blue against the sparkling white snow.

I decide to continue heading upward to see what is up there. The sky becomes darker. The snow is almost up to my chest, and the way up is still very steep. I have no climbing equipment, so I flounder and climb the best I can. At this point, I feel like I am "deep" enough in the dream to start changing things, but I'm genuinely curious as to where this all leads.

Upward, in the distance, wind is picking snow up off the drifts and driving it in swirls across the mountainside. Through the wind and snow, nestled under a massive overhang in the rock of the mountain, I see... a fortress? Castle? It's made of stone. There are no lights; even though it is aesthetically beautiful, in a cold way, all of the openings look defense-oriented - places for archers or people with spears. The only place I see a dim light is what I assume is the entrance.

I reach the door. There is a flat area of stone that forms sort of a "landing", a level area carved out of the rock and laid with decorative stonework. A large, wooden door leads to what I assume is the interior of the fortress. The aesthetic is quite Gothic (but think of something in the style of Rheinstein Castle, not something like Cologne Cathedral). There are lights on either sides of the door, but interestingly, they seem more like gaslights than torches. The wood is stained a warm brown color and the fittings look like they are made of bronze.

There is a lever to open the door in front of it. I ponder how that really isn't very, you know, secure, but I get the feeling that not everybody is actually able to pull it. Only certain people can. I pull it with no problem, though. The door opens.

I walk into a gallery with an extremely high ceiling. There are massive chandeliers lit with huge candles, I count about 8 of them, and each one looks like it is the size of a small room. They look a little... Victorian. The whole thing seems cathedral-esque, but when I examine the gallery, I see that there are actually walkways high up on either side where archers could perch. Anybody trying to march through here could be easily sniped.

I'm not sure what I'm expecting. There are 2 doors at the very end of the gallery. The one to the right is open, and in the room there is a small screen, and it seems to be a bedroom of some sort, which I think is kind of weird. Then I realize it's a place for guards to rest, where they could easily access the gallery, so this might be an area that also leads to barracks. I still think it's a really weird layout. I go through the door that is right in front of me, though.

It leads to a dark room with stone walls and outlets to a hallway on either side. I'm not sure what I expected, but it wasn't this. The scenery still feels blurry and not 100% real, which is also a bit frustrating.

I walk through the door directly across me. I am in another room with high ceilings and a large chandelier. Things are getting blurry and kind of falling apart. The architecture is getting weird and I feel like it's getting "wrong". I begin to feel frustrated. I'm still trying to look for a throne room, or something, but I keep encountering weird rooms like this that just don't seem to fit the layout right. I'm looking for a dream character of any sort of significance, at this point, since I haven't really seen anybody.

There's another screen with someone behind it... I look around for a person. I'm actually looking around for what my dreamscape would consider to be the "leader" of this place, but instead, a woman who looks like a nanny appears. I don't know what small children she'd be minding, I assumed the ones of the head of the castle. At the time, I assumed there would be some, but now that I think about it there don't seem to be any. I think they might be around, but I don't see any. I should have talked to her, and asked what was up, but I didn't. I have an irritating tendency to stay silent during these dreams.

I can't get the DC I want to appear. I wake up.

The castle is cool, though. Once I've been to a dream-location, it seems like it can be a little easier getting there again (cottage is still hard, though). I wish I had spent more time examining individual parts of the fortress, rather than just pressing onward. If I end up there again, I probably will.

June 10, 2014

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After having mostly fragmented memories of dreams and waking at 5:30 am, I fell back asleep and had this dream:


I was visiting some other country with my family (immediate and most of the grandparents/aunts/cousins, as well as the Stanleys, who are the family of my mom's old high school friend). At first, we were in a city, wandering around and exploring new places. We were in a Hotel there, and my mom had come back with a bicycle she'd just bought. We all wondered how practical this was, since we were going to have to fly back, just like we'd had to fly there. We all got in multiple cars and headed for the house we were renting for the next week and a half of the trip; apparently Bob had built it.

I decided to do some exploring of the house. There was a main section of the house, with the living spaces, and three of the bedrooms, and then there was a separate space connected by a partially underground hallway (there were windows at the top of the walls, and these windows were just above ground level outside). The second space was a garden/master bedroom. There were flowers in pots everywhere and when I looked out the window, I saw that the whole top of that hallway was also planted. There were lots of windows, and the bed was in a section that was sunk down a few steps. I went outside the building and saw a door, but didn't think much of it, assuming it was just leading off from one of the bedrooms.

Then, mom got back. She'd decided to come on her bike, so it took her a lot longer to get there. Except she came on a motor scooter. We asked her why she had it, and she said that she'd traded the bike for the scooter. She had apparently also picked up groceries on the way there; they were in bags behind her.

I asked it I could ride the scooter (I only call it a scooter because I can't think of any better word... It was basically a box with wheels and no right-side wall, so that you could get in and out. I guess it was more of a cockpit?), and mom said sure, why not? She proceeded to show my family the snake she'd gotten on a whim at the grocery store.

So I get in through the absent right-hand wall, and sit/squat in this awkward little seat that was slanted forwards. The steering mechanism was a simple floppy paddle handle (like the locks on some bathroom stalls). At first, I thought that it was also the way to accelerate (kind of how in bumper cars, often times to reverse, you need to turn so far you go backwards), so I turned it really far and ended up just spinning really fast and getting dizzy (it spun without pressing the gas, apparently). I found the actual gas and break pedals and got on my way, taking it out for a spin.

I first went up the road to the left (as you face the house), which was up. The house was on a hill, so to the left it went uphill, and to the right it went downhill on a curve to the right. We were on a mountain or something, I think. I got bored going uphill, so I turned around (the turning was like in some video games, where when you rotate the handle to the left for the camera view, it turns right, and vise versa. I hate that, it confuses me so much) and went downhill. I passed the house and went along the curve to the right, and then it was straight and steep, and there was a jeep (this jeep, to be precise; I should clarify that I am in no way a conservative. One of my friends posted this on FB) coming at me really fast with their brights on even though the sun was just starting to set, and the road was narrow, so I pulled over to the right side, which was nearly a cliff, and waited for it to pass. I got freaked out by the jeep and turned back to go home.

When I got back, the snake my mom had bought with the groceries was chilling on the front porch, but then a large red snake with yellow spots outlined in black came out of the ground (like, it came out of the GROUND, not out of a hole in the ground) and attacked mom's snake. It was crazy. They were vicious and kept going in and out of the ground, and I was freaked out because I was almost positive this other snake was venomous and they kept coming up at random spots, so I hopped back inside where I would be safe. I told my mom, but she didn't seem too worried about her snake. "She's a tough cookie, that one," she said with a thumbs up.

I went off to find my brothers and ended up finding them in the main living room. Bob said he'd included a secret space when he built the house. I looked over and found a room I had missed before; it was long and narrow, with bunk beds built into the wall on the right-hand side. There were four bunks, then one twin, and then one queen/double. The last thing built into that wall was a sort of reading nook with a table and booth-benches around it. Bob and Erik said they would be sleeping in this room with the Stanley boys and our uncles.

On the left at the end of the room was an open space, and a door was at the very end. I opened it, and found out it was the door I'd seen earlier.

When I closed the door, everything went all Minecraft on me. I accidentally deleted a block from the wall, and I rotated through my inventory to replace it with a stone block, but then I realized the walls were made of leaf-blocks. I didn't have any of those in my inventory, so I left it as it was. I looked over to the area to the left and noticed something strange; it looked like there was something behind the leaf-blocks making up the wall, so I broke one of them with my sheers (so I could replace it if there wasn't actually anything there) and found a tunnel with a pitfall at the end. I looked down the hole, and found out there was water running below. A tetris-ish shaped lily-pad floated past, and I jumped down and landed on it.

I was in this GORGEOUS underground jungle-temple-like space. The river was artificial, it seemed, made out of cobblestone blocks, suspended a few blocks from the ground and winding and going up and down. There were vines hanging down over everything and dappled light coming in through little holes in the ground (the ceiling above me, since I was underground now). Roots intertwined and connected with the cobblestone river. It was at the same time minecraft blocky and real-world smooth. It was so surreal and so beautiful! There were lily-pads on the water, and chests full of treasure scattered throughout the river; some in the water, some above the water, some on the cobblestone at the edge of the water.

I let myself be carried by the river until it came into open daylight (the sun still had not set, but was very close to the horizon now) and found myself above the house. Instead of the road there had been before, it was all a river now. Wait a minute, this was a road before... Am I dreaming? Sure enough, for the first time ever, I did a reality check in my dream, and found I was dreaming. I was so excited that it started to destabilize, but I ran as fast as I could to the house to tell everyone we were in a dream.

I woke up before I could reach the house.
I gained lucidity (and remember it) for the first time!


Update: That day I spent way more time than I should have building the house in Minecraft. lol

January 19, 2014

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I started out as a spy/ninja on a mission to steal some rare beads that belongs to a corrupt ruling family. The first part of the mission was like in Pokémon X and Y where you ride a Rhydon to get across rocky terrain, except I was on a horse instead of a Pokémon (teehee). Once I got past that portion of the mission, there was a wide river channel that I had to get across. There was a line of long boats, a little bit like a Stocherkahn (which is driven the way boats in Venice are, with long polls that reach the riverbed, used to pull the boat along), but a little more oriental. Everything in the dream was fairly oriental.

I stole one of the boats and a bazooka, and made my way down the river to a large dam. I had to blow it up to drain the lake at the top. The mansion I had to get into was in the middle of a large garden/pond. It was a lot like a garden Zukin and I had visited on an island in Germany.

Anyways, I blew up the dam, and ran across the now open ground to the back entrance of the mansion. I masqueraded as a new guardian for the one who wore the beads. I told her that I was her new guard because there had been a threat on her life. It was at this point in the dream that I realized I was a man. Apparently, to be this woman's guard meant I was to marry her, and since it was my mission, I did it.


Fast forward years into the future, and I have a ten-year-old daughter. I am frivolous and fiscally irresponsible. I have held too many feasts and there are platypuses on leashes in the garden: they search for treasure. The area that had been covered in water because of the dam is now an overgrown area, untended.

Or rather, the person I had been was now this way. My consciousness had switched bodies. I was seeing the story through a different set of eyes is all. I was now a 15-year old young man who worked in the mansion.

There is an invasion, and the intruders set fire to the mansion. One of the intruders is a man in a huge black metal suit. All you can see is his eyes which are gold. I was on the second floor, and this suited man starts lurching (yes, lurching is the best word to describe how it moved) toward me; I panic and run but the suit keeps following me. Even though it can't move very fast, it is still terrifying and always there, and I feel like it will get me no matter what. It's a bit like the feeling you get when you play Amnesia and the hear the monster coming, and you know either it will get you or you will go mad in the dark.

I went down a narrow winding staircase, but the suit still follows me, and I eventually end up on the overgrown area at the back of the mansion. There, I met the previous Me's 10-yr-old daughter and we sit on a ledge watching the Mansion burn down. There was Tohuwabohu (see the last paragraph) all over the place, and then I spot the metal suit lurching toward us. I grab the girl and am about to run again, but the suit just lurches past us and jumps off the ledge we were sitting on. Before it jumped though, it turned to look me in the eyes and made a noise that I couldn't understand. The girl looked at me and said that the suit was called "The Face."

"He said Not this time," is what she said just before I woke up.

.../after some activity I cannot remember, I get into a police station in the middle of a road. It has been a long time since I don't see those uniforms and stuff. I take a look around, refreshing my memories. It feels weird. It's daylight and we are walking together with some other people. We are in our old school suits.

It's a tiny town after the police station. An elderly couple gets out from a house and have some discussion with us. Somebody says something like "You are not going to dream with your mother!" which sounded like an insult to the couple. We decide to go elsewhere. The couple follow us. They seem to be pissed off. We start moving quick to let them behind. There's a river and a small bridge structure. Some of the guys run along the river. I go through the bridge and get to a big house where a lot of my half brothers gathered for some reason. I don't know many of them. It's an heterogeneous mass of people. I understand this place as "the other side".

There's a stand of electronics next to the house door. Two guys work there. I want to know where can I buy some electronic stuff to work with, I explain because of I couldn't find a proper store in this land. They tell me the name of a market, which real counterpart has nothing to do with electronics. I follow their instructions and get to a known place where I was before. I see a line of students buying some components. Somebody shows me some electronic stuff which looks more fanciful than useful. Now I know where I can find some components and stuff.

I see a woman getting out from a house walking together with a priest, there's something with some pictures and his insinuation. I follow them, and see them getting into a near door. Then I get under the bridge. I see some stairs and go up when a group of delinquents gets closer. One of the guys shows me a piece of leather with a long nail in the middle. Pretending to slap somebody with it. The other one shows me his hand holding a piece of glass. I kick his hand with a fast movement and the piece of glass cuts his neck, I see a big cut and some blood flowing out from it. He got scared, covers it with the other hand and goes away. The other one follows him with a look of consternation in his eyes. I wonder if I'm in trouble.

I get out from the bridge and get to the upper side of the big house. I can see the fields from above. It's a nice view when one of my sisters gives birth a baby on the terrace. We help her to hold the baby. It's all covered with blood, we clean it with paper for architectural drawings. Somebody says in the background it's the best way to clean a newborn. The baby can talk like a 3 or 4 y.o. kid. I don't like how it looks doing that, then I argue that it should babble in stead. It smiles in an evil manner which reminds me my little daughter when she pretends to be a witch.

One of my older sisters says something about their last name. I remember another one and ask about its origin when some aunts tell me to shut up with an aggressive/scared gesture. I understand what was going on all the time I lived with them, and why we didn't get to know much about the other side of the family/...

* Alarm clock went off.
* I'm building a more consistent dreamscape map.
* Some old dreams fragments come to my mind when I think about the market.

2.10.14 Monday

Last night, bed 11:45pm - 8:45am

DR 5:37am

I'm sitting on a chair, behind a table, in Ophelia's kitchen. Danny is standing there. Op walks in in white bathrobe. She says she wanted to go potty, but... [I don't understand what she is saying here].

Suddenly there is a huge earthquake jolt, that moves my upper body forward. No sound, no nothing. Just one big jolt. I start explaining, why jolts are a scary shit, unlike the rolling kinds, that give you at least some kind of a warning by starting small.

I get by the wall and we look at each other, knowing that it was fate, quake happening when I was not home. I get a mental piture of a nearby river and I expect it to overflow or break from it's banks. Either from that jolt, or from the aftershocks, that we are bracing for. Aftershock comes minutes later, and we know it's a bad sign. Feel of doom, that had to happen, it was unavoidable.

DR
I'm cutting fruit. Lots of fruit. Strawberry juices all over the table.

DR
Lots of people, most dressed in black. They are going for a funeral. Something about not having enough flowers. I think I left my shoes behind someplace. I'm sitting on a chair and my late godfather is flirting with me, he wants me to go with him so he can bone me. Tsk tsk.

DR
Something about large grocery store, checkout lanes, bad guys, ...

Yeey, 4 dream recall. Thank you

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

(...) I am at some kind of school. I see western kids practicing Kendo with eastern kids. I realize I am in a dojo. Besides the kendo, I watch some lady playing a really silly sport, consisting of throwing a watermellon and other similar fruits to fit into some very tight fitting baskets far away. It seems hard, but hardly elegant. Until I realize the level of precision and strength necessary to actually fit the watermellon on the basket without bouncing or breaking or anything else. Fitting it with perfection is something that can only happen by chance 1 in a millionth, but she makes it at the first try and I realize the level of skill necessary to achieve it. She is in a perfect zen state. When I realize that, tears start falling from my eyes.
I cross the room to a big balcony and I see a breathtaking view over a hill, a big river below and a mountain right in front on the other margin, with a complex of shinto temples on top.
The beauty of it is beyond words. It's surreal. It's Japan but I can't really say when. It looks both in the past and in the future, but in relation to what?
I am taken by boat up river. As I slide through the waters and approach the mountains, I start recognizing places and emotions take over me. I have been here before or will be here later (it's hard to tell). I pass through a Tori leading to a village, I don't know its name, but it feels like home. I start crying like a baby. We pass by a shrine with homage plaques with names on it. I can't even read what's on it, but I fall on the ground, sobbing, with sorrow, with a sense of unforgiving loss, with memories of a life I don't even know if it's past or future. And I cry for an eternity.

Dream 1: [COLOR="#800080"]I'm on the top of a mountain and there is a lot of snow on it. I see a chairlift thingy that you can travel with from cities to cities. I tell mom that we should use it, she's quite afraid but accepts. We get on the chairlift and it's speed is really fast. I fall from it but mom doesn't so she continues her adventure without caring. [/COLOR]
Dream 2: [COLOR="#800080"]I apparently went to search for that "Aura" again. I'm in a sewer and I look around for some tubes. I finally find them and I go through them even though they're small as hell and I have no idea how I got into them. I keep crawling and there are a lot of challenges that someone forces me to do. I do them but then I suspect that if I do those challenges I'll sell my soul to satan(wut). When I wanna do the last challenge the "someone" transforms into a scissor and it keeps giving me directions on where to go and instructions on what to do. I eventually get out of those tubes and I see a bed but right when I'm about to jump on the bed someone screams loud : "EARTHQUAKE" and the ground starts shaking. I jump on the wall and start running up so I can get to the top. I get to the top and jump out of the building and I start laughing and stuff. I somehow got in the front of my high-school and there are lots of people. One of the girls tells me that her parents are really violent and that they have mental isuess and I get really sad so I hug her.[/COLOR]
Dream 3 : [COLOR="#800080"]I get out of my school and I find this green turtle. I pick it up and she bites me. I slap her a little and then she starts to get really violent. I run into my apartment complex and I realize that the turtle can't really come up for some reasons. I look at her and laugh then I go upstairs and I see Lady Gaga doing some weird music videos probably.[/COLOR]
Dream 4: [COLOR="#800080"]I'm somewhere near a river. There are colorful flowers around the river and the place looked just amazing. I ask a girl where we are and the girl says that we are in Japan. She keeps telling me stuff about Japan and then I tell her that there is a huge difference between Romania and Japan.I tell her that I wanted to move in Korea but now I wanna move in Japan. I get closer to the river and there are some weird purple tiny creatures that jump on you. (I also kind of remember something about the cherry blossoms trees, their leaves kept falling)[/COLOR]
Dream 5: [COLOR="#800080"]I'm at high-school and there seems to be a special actvity. People were crazy and kept doing all kind of weird stuff. The school looked extremely colorful. A girl tells me that we need to exchange classrooms with another class. I run fast to the other class and they have an english lesson going on. I fastly pack up my stuff and then the teacher asks if someone knows what "activitate" means in english(Activitate means activity). I tell the teacher that I know the answer but then I'm like : "Wait, I don't belong to this class" and start laughing. I walk out of the class and right when I'm at the door the teacher says: "Anna, you can tell the answer". I get back but then realize there's another Anna in the class and I run out of it embarassed.[/COLOR]
Dream 6(fragment) : [COLOR="#800080"]Something about me when I was in the kindergarten. I think people were ignoring me and stuff.[/COLOR]
Dream 7(fragment) : [COLOR="#800080"]I was in a house that looked like a mushroom and there were 2 girls in it that welcomed me.[/COLOR]
Dream 8(fragment) : [COLOR="#800080"]Talking with Hathor28 and she is sick.[/COLOR]

Date: 19 Dec

Natural wake:500 mg ginseng

Wbtb: 22 mg caffeine

LD: We are four guys in some city in the past like the 30-50s in the winter. It feels as if we belong to a gangster organization or so and have just walked away from this store where we got some expensive long winter coats, mine was grey, the other guy's white, without paying. A group of other men is standing nearby, ready to come after us.

I become lucid but decide to play along (didn't check on my body if I was still a guy) and allow them to go after us and get the gang to start running. The bad guys slowly start coming in our direction, while we are discussing how to escape. I see a large city river running between the buildings and decide I will use it as a quick way out. My companions are a bit unsure of this, but they follow me as I go ahead with the idea I have in mind. Not quite sure if it will work, but it does. Just as I wanted, the surface of the river freezes and we get on the ice, gliding forward for couple of seconds, then walking and running. I turn back to check on the bad guys, they still seem to be in the distance. I try to manipulate the thought of where they will be. Yet, since they only seem to exist when I turn back, they are at a random distance each time. From what I can remember, the river turns into a melting snow street, I feel the dream destabilizing and try to control my speed. At some point I am running very fast, but it feels really weird as I don't feel my body the same way, whatever.

I lose track of some of my companions, then I remember I wanted to summon a horse (or raindeer) and this will be the perfect opportunity to use it to to ride faster than the chasers. Not sure how to proceed about this since I am still running, I pretend that I am already on a horse and feel as if I am riding it. The guy from our group in front of me is now riding a horse and I get the feeling that I am too. This whole thing is happening too fast for me to notice what's below, my vision is shaking from the movement and I look to the side to see if I am at a higher distance from the ground and I am. It feels as if I am riding a horse, but I am sure that there's no horse. Oh, well.

We soon reach the end of the road, get inside ? At this point the dream is quite unstable and things change a lot. I still check if the chasers are after us, and of course they are. Trying to use my eyes to spot the best place to go, I look for a place that looks more appealing. Some sort of flooded sewer, no. I just want a place where the dream continues on the street. As I look around everything closes and becomes dead end. Oops. I wonder what to do, contemplating a phase if things get too heated up and but turn around and decide to face them. The chasers are now here (since I kept thinking about them) and this guy carrying a large spiked club is getting closer. At this point, I conclude I went way too far with this "game" and mentally prepare being hit with the club. Then I remember that CL didn't feel any pain in a recent dream and maybe nothing will happen after all. The guy swings at me, but indeed nothing happens, did he even hit me?

I decide the moment is good to practice some kung fu. Another attacker approaches and we get into a struggle, but he's too hard to move initially. I still manage to throw him on the ground 2 times yet he doesn't seem to be hurt. I get distracted by thoughts and leave him standing, contemplating how are we (there is no we, but I still follow the scenario) going to deal with the bad guys. As soon as I think about us, my companions are back, but different DCs, we are five now, with a female classmate of mine being part of the team. Each of us will deal with each of them (they are four). Now there's this completely different DC attacker and I start getting a completely different idea of how to deal with him, we can seduce him with my classmate. This thought is enough and he is no longer menacing and I have other things on my mind. At this point and probably for the best, the dream ends.

11.05.13

Last night bed around 1am. Want to wake up early, like yesterday, and WILD again, like yesterday.

DR1
I'm walking through a pedestrian bridge over Danube, on the Slovak/Hungarian border. This bridge is not there in WL. The railing is metal bars, and it looks like the walkway is metal too, with some gaps and holes, as if from lack of maintanace.

Lots of people walking on it. I see this very old a frail woman, holding onto the bars from the outside of the bridge, thrying to cross it that way. Old man is doing the same thing, right next to her. I sense, they are somehow different, than others on the bridge.

I ask her why, and she says "so when I lose grip, wind will blow me against the bridge and I won't fall". I grab both her wrists and pull her to the walkway, before she has a chance to fall or realize, what I'm doing. I'm surprised, how light she is. I start to explain to her in fluent Hungarian, that if she loses her grip ooutside of the walkway, where is she gonna fall? She says "water". And I ask: "and if you lose your grip while on the walkway? Where will you fall then?" She says "to the walkway". I'm happy that she gets it and she is no longer in danger. I'm also surprised a bit, how long of time did I spend on talking to her and explaining to her in a way, so she would understand.

DR2
I'm on a sidewalk in my hometown. There is something about a broken part on some machine. So I go the another machine and take some part from it and try to make it fit to make repairs. I think I succeed.

Original journal entry dated Dec. 15th, 2002:

First I had a dream that I lived in this weird old house and there were two trees in the back yard - a pine and a birch. I decided they weren't enough because we needed a good shade-tree and planned on planting on oak or an ash, but the hole I dug was way too big. I also ran a boating company with my uncle, but in my dream my uncle was some big fat redneck (none of my uncles are fat). this one guy wanted to rent a boat but he was half-blind and stupid and drove his car into the hole I dug for the tree. Then I went to get him a boat. But the boats weren't in a real river, they were in a fake one where we could control the currents with switches and stuff, but I messed up and hit the wrong switches. I could also, incidentally, breathe underwater, so I did a lot of lever pulling and such in these complex underwater tunnels beneath the river. Then I went inside to watch TV, creating a nice seque between dreams...

... in this dream I was watching the news when all of the sudden the picture started to change. The guys from "Megatokyo" had decided to interrupt the feed from the news network and take over the TV channel. They managed to keep it up for about 3 hours before the channel wrested control of the channel back. In the meantime I was very entertained by their antics.

Morning of November 23, 2013. Saturday.

Dream #: 17,141-02. Reading time: 2 min 42 sec.



I am in the Stadcor Street house, though unaware it is a place where we had lived. The house has boxes and furniture in all the rooms, but there is water everywhere that covers much of it. It seems as if there a river within the house. I try to get through one area from the lounge room to the kitchen and sometimes go lower or under the shoulder-high water to pull myself back up while using boxes or furniture to stabilize my position. An old unknown male on a raft drifts by, seemingly annoyed by my presence.

Later, I am outside with Zsuzsanna near a big (fictitious) garage. The area is inhabited by people who are like composites of pilgrims and hillbillies with a colonial mentality. They are xenophobes. A man who reminds me of VonHelton, a conspiracy theorist on YouTube, is present. I was supposed to give him something from the house, but I had forgotten what it was.

“What does an injun and a gypsy hope to find here?” he loudly inquires, waving his arms around. He has a long white scraggly beard and reminds me of the personas from “Bugs Bunny: Hillbilly Hare.” There is a big table where there are old one-of-a-kind books. One of the people near the table seems friendly. Another man looks at me and tells me to be careful with the “one-of-a-kind” books, and I stare him down while telling him that I am “one-of-a-kind.” However, it also seems that similar “one-of-a-kind” books are underwater back in the house.

Time passes, and I seem to be Zsuzsanna, but my voice seems to be mine. No one notices. I am looking through books on family names. There is an ancestor on Zsuzsanna’s mother’s side named either Mark Davids or David Marks, but it seems unlikely in my dream (in real life, it is “Marks,” anglicized from the original name). The book I am looking through as Zsuzsanna while speaking to other people at the table has the names in proximity. One features in a comic-strip-like section (though with real photographs) as a Czechoslovakian pirate chasing another man who ends up neck-high in a river near mossy rocks. (There is a “Czech Pirate Party” - “Pirate Parties were established in many European countries as a protest against the restriction of the civil rights by lobby groups.” There may be influence from the news “Hundreds of rampaging neo-Nazis attempt pogrom against Romani people in Ostrava.”)

I continue to read (as Zsuzsanna) information on her father’s people and the genocide that is still an issue. (In real life, he had escaped to Australia). There is a connection to the word “pogrom” and the name “Ostrava” and other terms, some fictitious, the main word being “Sym,” which supposedly means a pogrom against the “gypsies” (Romani). It could be a play on “Sim.” It seems to be “Sxm” at times. (There was a “precognitive” thread here, though likely telepathic for lack of a better word. Toby had posted “Sxm” on Facebook right after I started writing this entry - his own new shortened form of the name of a radio station he had never posted about before.)

I become aware my youngest son is here. I open a book and in the back, between the back cover and the last page, is a big praying mantis preserved much like a leaf, its wings (somewhat semi-circular) spread out. It is nearly the size of the page. It floats in the air for a short time before drifting back down onto the page, as if from a subtle life-force, perhaps from suspended animation. It is the most vivid part of my dream. My son watches with mild interest but does not speak. I am thinking, as Zsuzsanna, that I should “find my husband.”

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I have added another “precognitive” facet even though the matching dream content of another poster had an older date. It was posted right after mine (so I am adding the “dream journal synchronicity” tag). Ashzepplin’s online dream journal (dream id 189743) no longer exists.

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Date: 15 Oct

Pre bed: 1xGingko combo (Gingko, Ginseng, lecithin, mate)

TST: 6.5 hrs

Bad night of sleep thanks to the neighbors.

LD: At grandma's place and am trying to make a cup of tea by using the boiling water from the tap. However, I can't find the tea anywhere. There is a butler whose name is Charles. We go out and he is driving me to the street where we are supposed to pick the tea from some sort of office. There is snow everywhere, I play with it with my hands. Feels normal.

I become lucid, but have no immediate task in mind. Instead, I decide to play along and go to where we were headed and see what happens. I am a bit uncertain about being able to generate an office, but walk towards the building. The entrance's at the back and I enter the yard. There is some weird flickering going on. I wonder what's that about. The street light has problems? There are electricity cables connected to it and as I move, they get in the way of the light from the lamp, producing this flickering effect. I can't believe this level of detail/effect is possible. Anyways, I continue on my way, get in the building, now there's this guy with me. The office is supposed to be on the first floor. I almost lose lucidity here as the stairs get extremely deformed and narrow, I fail to reach my destination and go back to the building entrance.

The guy is with me and now there is a woman in the team. They are both dressed with green overalls and are like prisoners from an alien colony. They talk about the guy having some sort of disease. We head towards the street, they are holding 3 guns like Uzzis but green as well. Cool, I am thinking very enthusiastically that we are going to have some sort of dream adventure. At this moment I remember to try to get them to join me in my AF TOTY quest. I turn towards what feels like the city center and think about AF. I can hear the sound of falling/running water and soon see that have caused a large city type of river to appear. Initially, there are 3 jets of water as if coming from a fountain, but actually coming from the river. I have the feeling that AF would be hard to form here, but still think the scene is good for the Great Barrier Reef Task. I come closer to the riverbank, the water is quite deep, extremely clear and is about to overflow from my side. In my mind, this is the Great barrier reef already. I gather a bit of courage and plunge.

The scene disappears and my body faces the bottom of what looks like the ocean. It's hard to see as it is very similar to when one is really trying to see underwater. My entire body is submerged in this clear, somewhat shallow water. There is enough light and I can feel the sun shining bright above and as hard as it is to see clearly, I can distinguish lots of grains of sand just below me. I struggle to get a better view of everything, but the impression of having water in the eyes and not adapting yet, remains. I think about the next step, corals, but they are nowhere in sight. At the same time, I think about the sea turtle that's supposed to be here (CL that's from you!) and can see the turtle swimming in the water with the sand right in front of me. In addition to that, I can hear a joyful marine type of tune playing softly in the background. I am still struggling with this watery blurry vision though and it finally gets the best of me and the dream totally fades.

Dream 1(fragments):

There was something about videos, show and timezones.

Dream 2(fragments):

Something about fighting mutants.

Dream 3:

I was playing some FPS and there was a mission that i had to do while teaming up with someone else. We came to some country using coastal road and had a few vehicle choices from here. We had to use gunboat because teammate AI was really bad at driving cars in this place and managed to crash one into water when i was testing.
I've planned stuff on the map i had and we went ahead, mostly using rivers as 'roads'. We ran into quite some outposts but gunboat had powerful machine gun which worked out nicely versus enemies, after two or three outposts we were finally at the destination of the mission. It was research center of some kind, we've landed and killed guards using some weapons. Then we went in and there were some switch/code puzzles. In the end we have found a ladder to the second floor. Beyond another code locked door there was a storage with some important data, teammate started browsing it while i was covering him, at one point some dude with special abilities appeared and wanted to distract us, i've managed to damage him and then he retreated. More enemy reinforcements started coming, whole trucks of them so we had to finish up and find way out of building, and then we just used our boat and escaped.
I've apparently had two more missions to do and i was thinking how did i managed to complete so much of a game in one day, which was around 10 missions according to menu(false memory says hi).
Next mission i've started started in a lake full of helicopter wrecks and game started looking somewhat like far cry. I've got out of it and went through small forest. According to the map there was an friendly camp nearby, which i've soon found. Friendlies were fighting enemies already, and were losing, it was hard to see since camp was on the hill. I've joined the fight and enemies apparently had ridiculous amount of hp, they could survive around 30 headshots without problem, i've still managed to hold them off because they were not really good at aiming. Eventually with a few friendly soldiers left we finished off all enemies then some strange woman appeared and there was some talk about warrior duel or something.

Recalled one more dream from normal sleep

Brief false awakening in the bed and getting distracted.

Dream recall from today's naps, i need to fix my schedule again.

Dream 1(fragments):

I was in some place with a river, and (from what i feel) i was in dragon form and there was also another dragon.

Dream 2(fragment):

I was playing some forum game.