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    1. From a Boat Trip to an Unsolved Kidnapping

      by , 05-27-2018 at 09:47 AM
      Morning of May 27, 2018. Sunday.

      Typical RAS modulation autosymbolism was going strong in this non-lucid dream but still did not activate the waking process, so I slept a couple hours longer than I usually do (even though Zsuzsanna and our children were up and in the lounge room with the television on at one point). If I cannot rely on RAS to wake me at a certain time with unique dream content (which is what a dream’s autosymbolism is inherently for) at the top of an ultradian rhythm, then I consider that very unusual.

      In the first part of my dream, the setting is a unique new variation of the King Street mansion, the second-floor apartment in the middle of the east side of the house. My non-lucid dream self does not care that it is an impossible setting. I happily sit around on the floor for awhile listening to bizarre fictitious music (on a record player yet) where the lyrics make no sense at all. The “music” seems to have rock elements, but the male vocals are mostly randomly spoken phrases. I hear the audience cheering, so it must be a live recording. At one point, he chants slowly but loudly and clearly, “Yellow bathroom”. (This is a biological hint to my dream self, but I do not feel the need to use the bathroom in my dream.)

      I notice my curtains are open, and I see an unfamiliar male lying on his left side on a ledge, in his underwear, enjoying the wind and smiling. It seems to be late morning. Apparently, he is enjoying the music I am playing. (Of course, this is a liminal projection of how my real physical body is as I sleep.) I am annoyed that neighbors can see in, so I attempt to close the curtain. (In reality, this scene could not be possible either, as the windows had only a view of the front of the house across the street, so there was no side of a house right near the King Street house, though what does my non-lucid dream self care, from a lack of any viable connection with either the unconscious mind or my conscious self.)

      I hear an unfamiliar girl’s voice yelling about my music, and their music is turned on more loudly, even though the male was enjoying my music. (I did not think my music was loud at all.) A different male argues with her and there is yelling for a short time. I go into a different room and I am now in the lounge room of the Stadcor Street house (which only has the first floor) with Zsuzsanna. Now, the events are shifted to the first floor in the house next door as well (and as usual my dream self does not notice the impossible change). I mention something to Zsuzsanna about the music and an unfamiliar male, who can see into our house through our window from his window, loudly says, “You think you can beat me?” I reply by yelling, “Why don’t you leave us alone?” I then yell at no one in particular, “I’m tired of crazy people always living next door to us!”

      I go out to the front yard and bash several unfamiliar males on the head with my Olympic barbel (no weights) and swing it around like a baseball bat until no one else is standing or moving. My dream shifts into reinduction rather than the waking process during the RAS modulation event and I now find myself riding in a skiff tied to the back of a small motor yacht. Curiously, I do not recognize this scene for what it is and no lucidity is triggered, only an elevated vividness. I am now a female (of about twenty-five), though not a female I have any conscious knowledge of. A man tells me to tie an additional length of rope from my boat to the back of his motor yacht (as the previous one had apparently came off and I am now drifting over the ocean). I somehow do this even though the distance would not logically allow it. I throw the rope and pull it lightly, but a large knot seems to make itself with no effort on my part (to my left; reinduction orientation and stabilizing). “That’s a good knot,” says the unfamiliar captain from the other boat. A few other unfamiliar people look on.

      After a time, I am “myself” (though only about twenty-five) and another (unfamiliar) male is sitting to my right. We are still on a skiff on the ocean, but there is no other boat now. We go through an ambiguous area where it seems I am inside a house for a short distance even though we are also on the ocean. I notice many large sharks swimming below us. The water is unrealistically clear. I am wondering if there is any danger, though I do not feel concerned. The other male denies there is any danger and tells me how sharks only eat things that are at its own level in the water. I do not feel any fear, more like cheerfulness (almost comedic) even though there seem to be hundreds of sharks below us.

      Soon, the scene shifts and I am walking with the same male and an unfamiliar female. We are in an unfamiliar town near mostly commercial buildings. After we walk a short distance, the male vanishes. We look back to see someone running in the distance. Suddenly, I am aware that we will be blamed for the kidnapping of the male that vanished. We are carrying small plastic bags. We stop to look inside them. The girl’s bag has the ID of the male that vanished. I know that the police will be here soon and that we are being framed by an unknown person. I take the ID and throw it behind a soda vending machine thinking it will not be found and that I am being careful and intelligent in my action.

      The police arrive and I am still holding one of the small plastic bags. The scene somehow shifts to where I am in a police station (though of more of a restaurant appearance). The police officer is looking at the supposedly kidnapped man’s credit card (made of cardboard), a large sparse clump of hair, and some other items. The officers do not seem to think I had anything to do with anything, but I still tell them we were framed. (The girl is soon no longer present.) “Can you take fingerprints from plastic bags?” I ask. I say, “I know my fingerprints are on them, but they will probably also have the fingerprints of the kidnapper.”

      “Can you take fingerprints from hair,” I ask. “Can you take prints from paper?” A police officer at a counter looks at me as if he is wondering why I am still here. Two other officers look at me annoyingly as well. They are not interested in me at all. I decide to finally leave my dream (in a liminal state, as I am not viably lucid until the last moments) and finally wake as I step through the door. (This last part is quite odd. I am liminally trying to force RAS modulation by way of my conscious self, but nothing happens, probably because the process is often transpersonal in origin in its natural form. On one level, something similar occurred recently, where I learned I was not in trouble for “killing” an unknown male, though my dream self had the opposite focus as to this one and I did not seem to be as fully modulating it myself.)

    2. Distant Galaxy

      by , 08-05-2017 at 03:44 AM (Dream)
      Side Notes (Side Notes)
      Distant Galaxy

      On the balcony, outside was Infinite blackness.
      I'm talking to a family member, in the corner of my eye, I see a galaxy with planets. I want to take a picture of that!
      I don't want to get too close or I'll drift off into Outer Space.
      I step near the ledge, it's hard to breathe over here.
      Later, I was talking to my Mom, there was a giant tank of water, there was a Shark eating another Shark and I didn't want to see that.

      Black Box with Medicine

      I was at a hospital, I picked up my medicine box.
      There was another belonging to someone else, I hesitated but grabbed it. I gave my medicine box to a woman who
      accompanied me. I have to get this box to this guy.
      The medicine box said "Floor 9", can't get up there fast with stairs, so i'll have to go on an elevator.
      I dash to the hallway where there is 3 or 4 elevators. The first one on my right looks suspicious.
      I feel like the elevator will collapse....so I decided to pick the next one, on the left.
      I push the 'up' button and the elevator opens, I walk inside.
      There's 9 floors, 9 buttons, I found it!
      The 9 button is glowing and I push it.
      This floor is different from the other floors...it's like a mix between a cafeteria from school and a church.
      I am greeted by this priest, who insists I go on stage, I do.
      'I don't have time for this' I think.
      I am nervous, the spectators are waiting and worse of all the priest is stroking my hair.

      I woke up creeped out, I really have nothing much to say except: how does my Mind come up with this?
      August 4th, 2017

      Updated 08-05-2017 at 03:46 AM by 91349 (spelling)

    3. Dragons, sharks, talking trees, and Captain Morgain

      by , 01-21-2017 at 12:39 AM
      19 Jan

      As me and this guy are leaving, he constantly worries about there being sharks in the ocean. I try to calm him down, looking for logical explanation why there may not be as many sharks as he expects. We have to slide down a platform to exit the building, however, it is covered with blood and also quite slippery. I take forever to get down without falling.

      We are close to the exit, ocean shore nearby, as I can see that the sharks we were trying to avoid are actually dragons. I quite clearly see a number of dragons in the surrounding wood areas and know we have to stay as far away as possible. We choose a rather painful way to do so, hiding and moving in a part of the shelf which stretches to accommodate us. I inspect the shore for dragons but see special trees (3 of them) instead (with faces and talking, like in lord of the rings). I carefully approach one, expressing my admiration, he speaks and says he likes me too. I ask for guidance for our group and he recommends us to go speak to Captain Morgan, who is a nearby pirate woman . I try to catch her attention and ask her to help us on our mission, though I am not so sure what we were supposed to accomplish.
    4. #272 - Sharks

      by , 10-24-2016 at 12:17 AM (The Oneironaut's Odyssey)
      I have been super bad with staying motivated with doing anything related to lucid dreaming.. It's not that I don't want to, it's that I'm so deplete by the end of the day both mentally and physically. Work drains the brain and the sports I do just wear my body out . I wrote a few dreams up a while ago and just reached my 64th lucid dream. I feel like I should have had more lucid dreams and better progress by now, but I know this is a hobby that requires patience.

      Shark dream
      I dreamed about being in an enclosure, like an aquarium or zoo. The place I was in had an aquatic part and I remembered getting into the water. There was a huge shark in there but I wasn't fussed, it didn't bother me and when it swam up to me to try eat me, I just leaped up and stepped on its head then jumped over it. I felt like I was dodging around it playfully. My friends were in another pool nearby so I headed over to them.
    5. #253 - Beach / Motor cross

      by , 06-30-2016 at 09:02 AM (The Oneironaut's Odyssey)
      I'm on the beach, there's been some sort of accident or phenomenon causing sea life to wash up on the shores. Sharks and jellyfish are being washed up by the waves, everyone is panicking and trying to put them back in the water... The sharks have weird teeth too, the teeth are all connected as if it were just one big serrated tooth. My family are there, bustling around like everyone else. I remember the sharks snapping at my feet, ungrateful bastards. I also remember a jellyfish jimmying around the shore which made me think it looked a little dopey.

      Motor Cross
      This dream was pretty enjoyable, I was on a motorbike driving on a circuit in a race. It was kind of dark and pouring with rain... The road was slippery as hell, cars and motorbikes were zooming around so fast. I was on a dirt bike, I remember thinking that if I wanted to win then I would have to up my game. I was behind by too much to take it easy, so I did some risky things. I start hugging the corners tighter, taking the turns at faster speeds, driving across dirt patches.. There were others taking similar risks too. I remember other motorbikes smashing brutally, taking the risks I was taking but not succeeding. It was scary, because I knew how close it was for me too.. It happened a few times, and eventually I slipped up. The crash was minor but my bike was too cracked to be of use anymore.
    6. #94 - Sharks, why is it always sharks...

      by , 06-30-2015 at 01:45 AM (The Oneironaut's Odyssey)
      Black: non-dream
      Blue: non-lucid
      Red: lucid

      Dream - Shark themed dream
      It was a nice summer day, there were people on the beach nearby, I was talking on the phone to my close friend Matt about sharks which is probably how the theme of sharks got kicked into gear... As we were talking a canoe-like ship washes up onto shore suddenly, the head of it was in the shape of a shark. I said to my friend "why don't you come to the beach, a shark just washed up and it'd be a good example", implying that it was alive even though it clearly wasn't. The canoe-like ship became more boat-like without me noticing, and I heard a dream character shout something like "I wonder how long it'd last", to which another dream character replied "about a day?" as they debated where it could last long at sea. They come to a consensus to push it back off the cliff and into the ocean (sneakily it seems that the beach was now a cliff, which the ship was half-way off of).

      Blurring through this bit, the ship is pushed off and I jump off with it, the cliff was probably 50 metres too. While plummeting care-free I glanced at the ocean, to the left was a beautiful white sand beach and in the water nearby was an Orca ('Killer Whale') and another smaller shark (probably only half a metre). When I landed in the water I quickly scrambled myself onto the beach, fearing the snapping attacks of the little shark and not caring too much about the Orca (I guess I see them as pretty peaceful). Things definitely blur past around here, it was like I was on a field trip suddenly where my marine science teacher at uni had filmed a video of the field trip (this gets done sometimes as it's cheaper than actually taking the class out for a field trip).

      On this field trip it was like we were being shown about the population densities of humans spread out over the world, and in this one country there had been a neglection towards populating it because of native tribes and also because of how the island was structured (I swear it made sense in my dream ). We arrived at some old ruins on this island, it was like we were actually in the video yet the perspective changed occasionally to being an observer. Near the old ruins our teacher peered around and spotted an old submarine shaft or something, she climbs down it as the island begins to flood due to high tide. Next we started our underwater adventure, I think I was geared up and put into a cage-like thing with an opening at the front, this was all underwater and I've no idea how I was breathing either... A 'fake-shark' swims past, it was someone dressed up in a yellow-fabric shark suit who was simulating the experience of being attacked by a shark.. The fake shark smashed against my cage and then thrust its head in and gnawed on my arm. The man inside revealed himself and it was my geology teacher! Steve! Pretty surprised

      Not much else happened after this I think.. but it was a pretty long dream.

      Dream - Aaron?
      I think I had a dream about seeing my old mate Aaron but I forgot it...

      First time trying to remember my dreams in a while, going to try and get back on track with lucid dreaming since I have time now.
    7. Perfect Waves from the Clifface

      by , 05-02-2015 at 10:00 AM
      I looked down up a huge swell from Chapmans peak and tried to get into my wetsuit as fast as possible as the sun went down. We where on the corner above the road on a multi coloured conveyorbelt at "Imvumvu's" hang out, which was open to the elements.I thought it would be better not to put on booties to save time but then remembered the treacherous rock path below that could cut my feet up. A Cristiano Ronaldo look alike was also on his way down to enter the water. When I looked the sun had practically set,and i doubted we could go surf...also worrying about sharks.
    8. Sharks and a Snake

      by , 02-28-2015 at 12:29 PM
      Morning of February 28, 2015. Saturday.

      This is quite honestly one of the most ludicrous dreams I have had in years, if not decades…You have been warned.

      I am near the ocean in an unknown and otherwise unfamiliar region. There is a concrete bridge over one area fairly close to the shore. Over time, I notice activity in the water, which appears to be at least two sharks. I am not bothered by the presence of sharks even though I am fairly close to the water’s edge.

      At one point, I notice one shark jump onto another one. Looking more closely, I see that they are apparently mating in this way. Not only that, it becomes a bizarre scene. The female shark is on the bottom but is also on a jetski moving normally through the water and actually seeming to be in control of it (I am not certain if she had eaten an implied human rider prior to this - though it seems likely - where else would a shark get a jetski?). The male shark is on her back but eventually appears to have human-like legs at the rear that help him balance over her as well as stand on the jetski. There is a lot of suggestive motion and drama and it goes on for several minutes rather rhythmically and with no sense of comedy or lack of logic.

      Later on, a few other (unknown) people are in the area. A very long giant (but thin) snake is on the shore (though I see part of its body in the water at one point). It is not like a sea serpent, just like a giant coral snake or similar. I watch its huge head look down at me at one point but do not feel remotely threatened. When it gets closer to me, I start thinking about old monster movies. I start thinking that the motion of the snake is starting to look like stop motion animation from the 1960s.

      From here, there is an idea that the giant snake is knocking down skyscrapers that line one area of the shore. I start watching the action and become aware of a scene that looks mostly like pieces of walls and furniture raining down for a very long time - almost like a continuous “waterfall” of broken pieces of chairs and tables and small random pieces of the buildings, mostly cascading in the same general areas throughout, which makes it seem unrealistic. (I am not lucid at any point.)
      Tags: ocean, sharks, snake
    9. Involuntary Lucid Trip

      by , 12-23-2014 at 06:41 PM
      I wake up from a dream that plays in my room, but I'm not. I look around and see that the mirror on the right-side wall is not the one from my dream. I look to my left and see no one.
      Soon I'm fighting away a man that's trying to chain me up. I start to slip away.
      I wake up again in a crate that's poorly chained. I look around and see I'm in the back of a moving car. There's mountains and trees all around me. A black paved road is beneathe me.
      I think of jumping out. But my arms are tied.
      I see to my left a field of grass. Tall grass that's inaccessible.
      Somehow I manage to get out of the crate and land in the field.
      And I remember feeling free.
      I'm dashing through the field, like a field mouse. Panic is such an understatement. I'm petrified.
      From afar I see a tiny cabin. Involuntarily I run towards it.
      I get to it. I look inside its reaches. Nothing but a table and a plate.
      My mom is coming from the right of me. Talking about me missing my dog's funeral. Screaming now. I run away and don't turn back.
      There's a beautiful man at a gas station. He's pumping gas. Naked. I look down and see I am too. Coincidence?
      I walk up to him. He stares at me. His eyes glossy and dark, as his hair. Then I look over his shoulder and see a crate with chains hanging from it. I freeze and he grabs me. Kisses my shoulder and then my neck. Telling me I'm his. All his. And I surrender, in his arms.
      This time I sit in the passenger seat. We drive for long hours.
      Then before us the road lifts and so do we.
      He dissolves, somehow. I just watch.
      I remember thinking of my only chance at love is gone. And now I'll be alone again.
      For an unspoken reason I end up in my room. The walls are red instead of blue. This slightly pisses me off because I hate red, but this time, I like it. I don't know why but I start to like where I am. As if this red tint is enchanted.
      I ignore everything and stare at the floor.
      My grandma bursts into my room, through the wall, the red wall. She's covered in purple. As though someone painted over my blue wall with red, and she's the outcome.
      She speaks softly. Words I can't recall. And suddenly I feel calm.
      I lie down.

      There's a bus. An ocean. Music.
      Waves jump from the sea. Fishes flop. The sky is hidden by a bed of clouds.
      I see my best friend in the distance. He's on an island, looking at shorts. He decides upon the black ones, as opposed to the red ones. I scream. He doesn't hear me. A shark is creeping up behind him. I scream but it sounds like nothing. My eyes float away, away from what happened.
      I'm in a boat now. A boat that moves itself. I have a cell phone. I'm taking pictures of what's around me. A mountain I see. A few palm trees. An irregular cloud. I put my phone into a bag. Tie it up. Place it in my backpack.
      I see a few old ladies. Arguing over black shorts. I see Daniel, my best friend. He's okay. I smile.
      I ask him what's happening. He points to the shorts. Just points. I ask him what's wrong. He only points.
      I go to see what's the fuss. The ladies scream. Their screams make buzzing appear in my ears. I can't understand their screams. They only hurt.
      I walk away from the fuss and back to Daniel. At least I thought. He's no longer there. I only see his foot-steps. They recede to where the shore breaks, into the ocean.

      Updated 12-23-2014 at 06:45 PM by 71606

    10. 8/31/2014

      by , 09-17-2014 at 02:29 AM
      I was watching a video of a kid jump into some water with a GoPro. Once he made it into the water, I could see 2 big sharks or whales.
    11. The Beach With Bridesmaids, and Declining a Vacation

      by , 07-17-2014 at 12:11 PM (Krista's Dream Journal)
      Dream - Lucid

      I was at the house I grew up in, in my parents' room. I was there with my bridesmaids, though none of them were actually the ones I had IWL. I remember one girl, Kristin, who was in my friend Rachel's wedding IWL, and I believe my high school friend Grace was in there too. The rest I don't remember, or I didn't actually know them IWL.

      Anyway, they were still wearing their bridesmaids dresses, which also differed from the IWL dresses. They were long and white, with a touch of baby blue in the middle. They looked kind of old-fashioned. They had been wearing them since the wedding, which, in the dream, was a few days prior. I was still wearing my dress too. We were finally changing out of our wedding clothes.

      Then, we were at the beach, swimming in the ocean. There were other people swimming as well, one in particular I remember being an older man. He was talking to us, though I can't remember what it was he was talking about. Something about swimming in the ocean.

      I wanted to swim to shore, because I was afraid of sharks. We all started to swim to shore, which wasn't very far off. The water was extremely clear. I saw many animals swimming around that looked like sharks, but they didn't pay us any mind. Closer to shore, I saw one very close to me, but discovered that it was a dolphin, not a shark, so there was no reason for me to be afraid.

      We made it to shore finally, and I was wanting to get everyone's attention to tell them something about my cat. They were all ahead of me. We were on the sand, walking away from the ocean. Someone mentioned that there were crabs buried in the sand that would pinch you if you dug down. I then saw crab claws sticking out of the sand in places I was sticking my hands into the sand. I would stick my hand in more places, and feel the hard shells on the crabs, and pull my hand out before I got pinched. I was sticking my hands in the sand so I could try to more easily get up to where everyone else was. It was a small incline that, in reality, would really only take me stepping up, but I was trying to climb.

      I finally somehow got up to where they all were, and started trying to get everyone's attention. It was failing at first, but an older man, the same from the ocean I think, helped me. Everyone quieted down. Finally, I could speak. I feel as if I was standing on something so everyone could see me and my voice would project. I began.
      "I know all of you think that my cat is mean, but it's only because you pick on her and try to pet her. She doesn't like you. She only likes me. She isn't mean, she's just unfriendly."


      Something about David, one of my old supervisors from my previous job. I remember being by the cash registers.

      Then, I was at my current job, though instead of the bakery, I was working in the deli. I was walking out on the floor, when a man, a middle-aged Asian man, picked up a bag of pepperoni that was on display on a table in the department. He asked me if it was included in the sale. I looked at the sign before I asked someone, and the sign said you could mix and match brands, and included a list of brands. The brand of pepperoni, which started with an A, was included, and I told him. He put it in his shopping cart and told me thank you.

      There was then an employee, a girl, behind the counter, I actually think it was my friend Cherie', talking about some creme cake she had. The cake had white and light blue icing, and wasn't very big. It was a small rectangular shaped cake. It was supposed to be some fancy cake through some company she was using her mom's account for. She was really excited about it, so much so, in fact, that I was worried about her not doing her job. The cake was supposedly absolutely delicious.

      I then saw the remainders of the cake in a bread pan; there was about 1/4 of it left. The frosting was melted, but it still tasted good. It was just too sweet to eat any more of.

      I remember something else about this weird premium account that Cherie's mom had. I remember trying to do something with it, but was locked out of the premium things.

      Then, I was texting my mom, and she was asking me if a 12 o'clock noon flight would be good for my husband and I to fly out on to go to the beach. Without thinking, I said "Yeah!!!". I wanted to go to the beach, and my mom was offering us a vacation!

      Then, I thought about it a little. He would not be ready by noon, because of his job. Besides, I couldn't get time off with such little notice. I was trying to figure out how to make it work; maybe we could drive instead of fly so we could leave whenever. Still wouldn't work, not with the short notice to our jobs.

      I talked to my husband about it a little bit. I think we were texting about it, either that, or he had gotten off work and were talking about it.

      Then, our family friend and the one who officiated our marriage, Jamie, texted us to tell us she was leaving for the beach. We were then walking into an apartment, not sure if it was ours or was supposed to be where my parents lived, and the lights were off. I also remember it was evening, and the sun was setting. My mom was sitting on the couch wearing a white button-up tank top, some subtle white and blue pinstripe capris, sandals, and I believe a light white scarf. She was also getting ready to go to the beach. She was going to drive there alone. I was talking to her.

      Then, my alarm went off.


      Another night of barely any sleep for whatever reason. I was tired enough, but just couldn't get to sleep. So frustrating, because I've been so tired. Oh well, maybe tonight will be different. Fingers crossed.

      Updated 07-17-2014 at 10:01 PM by 32059

    12. Another DILD! And more sharks

      by , 06-29-2014 at 02:02 PM


      Woke up from alarm, brushed teeth, went back to bed.

      8:47 am


      I think I was in the bathroom and it was pitch dark. I knew I was dreaming. I tried shouting vivid or brightness, but it didn't work. I did flips in the air. I knew I ha to get up, so I either woke up at that point, or continued into a non-lucid dream, I don't remember which.

      I don't remember the order of my dreams either.


      I was on a boat getting to land and both a hammerhead and great white were trailing us. I was scared of falling off the boat. But we did make it to land.

      Also dreamed of an Animal Crossing esque scenario in which the girl I nanny makes a creepy house.

      And of a Japanese video machine. The boxes for the machine had Japanese on them. I couldn't get the videos to work and emailed my mother-in-law about it. She replied saying she should send me some videos in the mail and that the videos I had, which were from China, weren't good quality. At one point I changed the channel and a movie about sharks was on. A daycare kid was next to me and I quickly tried to change it as a giant shark jumped out in the movie.

      Also, one of the videos available for the machine was an educational, animated video with Japanese sign language. I only saw the cover.

      Updated 06-29-2014 at 02:17 PM by 68036

      lucid , non-lucid
    13. Shark Tank, Brief Moment of Lucidity

      by , 06-26-2014 at 01:36 PM



      At a pet store with my husband. We came across this screen that lets you interact with a parrot. I would then find the actual parrot is behind the right corner of the shelf the screen is on.

      I get separated from my husband and then catch up with him at the aquariums. This is a recoccuring dream setting. Inside a long, horizontal tank we see mini tanks for mini fish, like a mini clown fish. We discuss getting one. I also see normal sized clown fish inside the tank. We walk to the other side of the tank and come across the shark tanks. I avoid looking and run when it comes to the great whites. I wonder what would happen if the tanks broke.

      We leave through this door that leads to an elevator. Another guy is also there. It starts lowering and then I realize we're lowering into the great white tank.


      I feel my paralyzed body and debate changing the scene and trying to accomplish my dream plan of going to Japan. But I know I have to get up for work since I've slept in, so I choose to wake up.

      Reflections: I knew I could lucid dream, I just didn't have enough time unfortunately. But I think this is a great improvement. I actually had choice and was calm once finding out I was paralyzed. Usually when paralysis enters in, I try to wake myself up right away.
    14. 4/2/2014

      by , 04-03-2014 at 03:16 AM
      I was playing as Clementine from the Walking Dead 2. I was fighting off a zombie while some other girl tried to kill me. After I killed the girl, I was able to select which ending I wanted. I remember some being that Clementine would be infected, rescued by police, etc. This repeated a few times.

      I was in a dersert with Nathan and we were in an old house. We were leaving so I grabbed my AK and put it on my back. The jacket I had covered it when I put it on. I rode around in a bicycle and then saw Warner on my crotch rocket. I got on it and rode it to a subway. Some guy was giving a lesson about something. I asked him to repeat what he had said because I didn't hear him and some guy started talking shit so I set him straight. I was then working at McDonald's and Megan's BF, Megan, and some other girl were there. They had a shark with them and when they left they left the shark in the pool. It was a small shark and I was swimming with it. Suddenly, a ship appears and it docks. People start loading stuff on the ship saying something is gonna happen. We started fighting with some elemental slime things and I was yelling for the ship to take off. We left 2 people behind. The ship took off and then the water transformed into a roller coaster. When we finished the ride, we got off and started playing Skyrim. I was with Dorina and Cesar and a few other people playing Skyrim but instead of a computer, we were on a console. We were also playing multiplayer. In Skyrim, I was part of a group and we were walking in the snow. We found a chest and I grabbed everything and spirits started attacking us. We lost an important team member.

      I was driving with some chick and she was complaining about her headache. We were looking at a map of where to get headache pills and it said somewhere in India. We start driving over there, past a jungle and a few highway exits. We turn and suddenly she's on a motorcycle and I'm riding a couch. A cop is behind me and I have a toothbrush in my hand. I drop it and see it break. When the cop passes me I hear him say "That American just dropped his toothbrush" in Spanish. I was on high alert because I had my pistol and didn't know if it was legal to have it in the area I was in. I start speeding up on the couch and the speed makes me lose my grip. I start to slip but manage to catch myself. We make it to the mall and I park my bike inside. I check out the stores and then meet up with the girl in one of the stands where a lady makes wall statues out of granite. She's making the face of a wolf for some costumers. We talk and they ask us where we're from and I say Texas, assuming they don't know where New Mexico is. I walk away because the girl I'm with keeps talking to them and I get annoyed because we have better things to do. She sends me messages that say she's mad about something.
    15. 2/11/2014

      by , 02-24-2014 at 11:43 PM
      I had called in to work but went in to pick up the recruiting paperwork. I was in a pretty happy mood. Dale was in the Level 2 control and so were a few other people. The prison was running extremely short and they were struggling to figure out who to pull and where. We were bullshitting on the radio and someone said to cut it out. People started getting to the Level 2 in their cars and parked them wherever. As I stepped back inside, I noticed my reflection on the glass door. I had spiky hair and was wearing a dark blue sweater vest and a lighter blue shirt underneath. I also had some jeans on and my aviators. I looked pretty normal and happy. I took off my aviators but put them back on again. I went in and Kristy's grampa told me good job and that I made it a long way. C. Sanchez was also there but she didn't look as attractive as she does in the waking world. Her apparent brother was there also. Music started playing and I did a dance to it. I went back into the control and decided to work and help out. I would need an hour to go home and change. I called the Level 3 and Romo answered. When I asked if she had anything at the Level 2, she said yes. I told her I'd work and she told me I'd have to call the prison in Grants to get paid. I walked down the hall towards North Housing and was following a crowd of many people. There were people wearing Military ACUs and there were also civilians and babies. Suddenly there was an emergency and the atmosphere changed. The area outside had flooded and there was a shark in the water. It was dawn and people were attempting to leave. I get on a cheap watercraft and try to leave, tempting the shark on the way out. I notice a cop car parked in the distance. The shark gets annoyed with my actions and dives. Suddenly, more sharks appear and circle the watercraft. I reach the shore and group up with a few people. The sharks emerge and start attacking us. They could walk! They kill 3 of the people in the group and the girl that's left and I run towards a trailer home. The people in the trailer have massive guns and fend off some sharks. By this time, it's night and the area is not as flooded. The younger guy gets yelled at for handling his missile launcher the wrong way. I go inside and some more sharks start attacking. The young guy exits the trailer and blows himself to bits with the missile launcher. I run to pick up the missle launcher and press the small button. My ear gets an agonizing pain from my eardrum being ruptured by the noise of the missiles but I manage to kill some sharks. I grab the button with my right hand and shoot the sharks. My ear doesn't hurt as bad from that shot.
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