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I am in a nice house walking upstairs as I see my brother eating while watching television on the floor. He seems to be having a good time as I continue waling up the stairs. In till I had this feeling that someone was planning on breaking in to the house. I could see pass the curtains of the window near the front door of a silhouette of a man walking near the door with a rifle in his hands. I give my brother the danger eye stare and he immediately lock all the doors. I could see people running outside in a panic. My mother and brother both hid somewhere in the house which this place was rather large.

Once I felt everything was secured and lock, I went upstairs only to see my father trying to open the back door. I open the door and tell him to come back another time. I informed him that we are currently having another person break in. He understands and quickly leaves as I try to find my hiding spot. This house is odd, so many stairs leading to different directions and higher levels in the house. After roaming for about 30 seconds I find a spot that seems good enough to hide in. I grabbed all the blankets I could find to cover myself in it to disguise any trace of a human being. I then remained as quiet as I humanely could and made sure my breathing could not be heard.

After 13 minutes go by, I began wondering if he had left the house or if my brother and mom were ok. I eventually fell asleep in the dream and woke up in the same spot. I began taking the blankets off me to my horror the man with the rifle and now a hand gun opens the door. He looks at me and says now I will finally get what I deserve. I rub my eyes and tell him and groggly voice to just hold on. And to think about what he is doing as I try to get to my feet. He tosses the gun at me to my confusion and tells me to stay calm and still. I look at him as I drop the gun to the floor. I got a good chance to see his appearance, he had light redish skin, long yellow hair and was wearing a red suit with a fedora on his head. He also appeared to have elf like ears with blood shot eyes.

He proceeded to grab a match and light something around in the hopes that I would be burned alive. I quickly began to ran out the room. He begins to use one his powers I suppose , his hands started bleeding on command and using his blood who could attempt to control my every movement. I could feel the effects of his ability but for some reason it was not working on me. I continue to go up the stairs as I hear him shouting for my death. I tell him he will be the one to die as the place starts being envelop in flames. I see an elavator but realize that would take too long.

I hear him coming so I take the stairs but only to find it's not stairs but another room. I become lucid and try to enter inside a painting as a good hiding place. It's no good I can't enter inside it. I continue to run as he has finally caught up to me. Releasing several bullets from his hand gun. I held my hand up to try to stop the bullets with dream control. It didn't work, as I knew the moment one the bullets were about to hit me. I woke up.

1) I'm in a different part of the country and I want to go home, but I can't. Then I'm in a house. There's a staircase with an iron bannister leading up to a bedroom with a nice view. I know it's a holiday house but think it's a bit bare, I remember walking up the stairs thinking the bedroom must be nice. Then someone knocks at the door. It's my dad with a friend, a much younger version of my dad, he has a Tshirt on but nothing below the waist, I'm quite shocked and don't look but sort of push past him. Then I'm outside and it's very sunny. I poor a vodka into a glass but pour far too much and think about putting it back in the bottle but decide to leave it in the glass for later. I don't drink any of it.

2) On a boat standing at the bow watching as we push through the water. Then I go back into the boat and it's some sort of sex lesson. I'm with a woman lying on the bed, fully clothed, talking about what we have to do and she isn't keen and I tell her that I will be gentle although I'm feeling very awkward myself. Nothing actually happens.

First dream

I was inside a bus, my father was driving it for some reason. We were driving through a city, picking up people on the way. I was taking different seats all the time, sitting with different people. In the end there was only me and my father inside it, driving through fields with a plow plugged to the bus.

Second dream

I was in a bus (again). It was a school trip to a nuclear power plant. Everyone was arguing all the time, and I was thinking if that trip would be successful. We left the bus and had to follow a road. I recalled this place from previous dreams, and knew where we had to go. I took the lead and we went to buy some tickets. Someone asked where is our destination, I said that I'm not sure, but I knew where the lakes are. We entered a building and went high up stairs. I had troubles walking up these stairs for some reason. Everyone was arguing. (This is where voices from TV turned on nearby added up, and story changed from school trip to student and teacher arguing about a dress that she has bought). I fallen down the stairs, and went outside. My father was waiting there. I said that we have to wait, the trip might not be successful.

Another DILD. Will say when I get lucid as always.

So, as I remember, I dreamt of this one man who was being told that he was under threat by some nation or another. Then it skipped to a kind of map thing where this young Queen who had inherited the queenship from her mother was being told about three potential nations above hers on the map being a threat, and the one nation beside her being one (that nation was run by the one man).

She dismissed the claims that the man was a threat. I think she said that they were strong friends/allies. Anyways, she decided to get out the aqueducts--a new invention! That amazed the people around her. They were a bunch of tubes (unlike real aqueducts) that could be used for transportation of people somehow? Anyways, soon the Queen and her assistance went off into the aqueducts to do...stuff. I don't know.

Soon afterwards, some blackish stuff went through the green glass of the aqueducts and it started to rain inside the building. The rain was kind of acidic, so it burned, but not badly. People were running around panicking, and it was then when I was aware that I was running along a platform on a large bunch of stairs.

I paused and then realized that I was in a dream, and so becoming lucid, I went down the stairs to investigate things. I ended up approaching a hole/stairwell to the underground--a thing which I often go down in non-lucids. So I went down a bit, and I looked to the left. There was a kind of hole and at the end, a boy was peaking out. I think he waved. Anyways, I went further down the other hole/stairs and ended up meeting him. I stayed there for a bit, but I soon got worried that I couldn't get out again--the tunnel was vertically quite steep at the part I was in. So I tried grasping onto the dirt but it was hard to get a handhold. Knowing it was a dream, I figured maybe I could just will myself up or phase myself up onto the less steep part.

I forget what one of those I did, but I think I did get out of that part of the hole (or I gave up and woke up), and I soon opened my eyes. I think the lucid part lasted around 5 minutes or more? Anyways, that's all.

I was in the apartment with my boyfriend and we were putting a bunch of coins into this coin bank/personal vending machine thing. Then in the same dream, we were in college and both living in dormitories. My dormitory was no good and my boyfriend told me you had to put on the form that you had more money to get a better dorm room. Then in some student center part of campus my boyfriend was talking to some other guys about some girl he doesn't like. (I wasn't in this part of the dream but I was just observing) Then that same girl shows up with a bunch of other girls and they start doing some kind of health promotion rally. Then there is some other thing going on on campus, some kind of campaign promoting something like "Don't just run, run up stairs." The whole thing was about how plain running is pointless and you should run up all the stairs of all the buildings on campus. I was just plain running across campus when I came across some of the promoters yelling out something about running up stairs. So when I got into the library I ran up all the stairs to the very top floor of the library. I thought about taking some laps around the library, running up and down the stairs three times, but I was too embarrassed to let people see me running up the stairs over and over. So I went into the very top floor of the library. (the stairs were like spiral stairs for each staircase, with a door in between each floor). On one of the floors I saw a girl who held a door open for me and looked at me strange because I was running up all the stairs. The very top floor of the library was kind of small and cozy with colorful new books that looked more like comic books than academic books. Along with the bookshelves and books, there were rugs, couches, and computers. There were a few other people up there sitting on chairs reading.

College is a dream sign for me now because I just finished college earlier this month so if I find myself in college again I should remember to do a reality check.

I find myself in a remote building with many stairways that cross all over the building. I keep walking and then a game app showed up on my vision saying try out the new game. The dream scene change slightly to adjust to the game which was basically red robots trying to run at me and I had to shoot them before they got to me. I played for awhile and soon find a red car and tried driving it. Every time I drive in this red car it would only go back and forth. It could not turn to the side.

I get up from the car and continue where I left off by going down the endless stairs. Not long I get another message on my screen of a guy typing he would help me out. He also stated that his brother is annoying with a word like "KMLB" I suppose that could be that he wants to kill his little brother. I didn't know but I decided to try and find him. I soon found apart of the stairs to be blown up making me unable to continue walking. I could see the person on the other side who may have sent me the message.

They had a toy gun in their hand and dress like they were dessert agent. I took a jump and had an false awakening. I get up and felt like I have left my body. I start hovering around and could see a roach on the ceiling. I ignore and just enjoyed the weightless feeling in till I see a hand on the bed corner. I got to it and I find it looks very similar to my hand. I take off the stuff that was around it and pick it up with my hand. I realize a few things at this moment.

My hand was transparent, the hand I am lifting up is acting lifeless nor is warm. I wonder if it was my hand and I began feeling a tugging as if I was being drag to it. I begin thinking this could be a dream as I tried backing away but my head felt like it was beginning to swallow itself. Before I knew it I woke up.



I find myself walking in line with a lot of other people going to a beach? But we all had to get registered through a section in the building. It took awhile but I was getting closer till the railing disappear at the end. This made it difficult to keep my balance as we were all about 17 feet above ground. I struggle and fell which for some reason the ground seem like it sky rocket so I wouldn't get hurt. Since I fell I could not join them and was place in to a classroom. I stayed in the classroom where the lights were off and a teacher assign us to do a math problem of 360 divide by 9. We all began working on it and this kid next to me was trying to cheat off me.


The teacher is standing right next to us but he wont do anything about it. The kid tells me to erase most of my answer cause they were wrong. I told him I wont do anything while scolding him to get his own answers. Eventually the argument we were having grew out of hand and we began fighting each other. At the end of it, I remember getting hit by a black metal bat that resulted in me having a false awakening.

I get out of bed to see my father , I also saw one of the snacks I use to eat on the side of the bed. It showed signs that rats have eaten it partially. I then left the room and went in to the living room to my surprise. The color of the walls were all red and they were portraits of Merry Christmas around the house. It look odd seeing the entire place red. I figure I must be dreaming and did some rc's which failed. I wasn't convince I awake as I saw too many chairs and tables flip over in wrong areas like the kitchen, with the addition that vision kept spiraling around like a circle.

I could see a shadow opening the back door and I attempted to hide. It is my brother who enters the kitchen and tells me he already knows I'm there. At the same time my mother had been walking down the stairs. Around this time I wake up. Lucidity Time: 22 seconds

Dl1 - At parents house.with lots of people laying on the ground. Have sex multiple times with them. There seems to be some type of form with some of the type written in bold.

woke 3:30am no sleep till around 5am

dl2 - Lots more sex with someone at the top of some stairs on a landing.
dl3 - Placing translucent counters on a gameboard , they are twice correct size.

I see this as a reflection of my current emotional dullness in some areas, although I had a similar sex one before where it was very disassociated indeed. Certainly another area for development.

I was in a condominium. I used the elevator but it was stuck somehow. Had to open it up manually.

I went up the roof area. It's like a garden there.

I walked down the stairs.

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Notes:

- This might have been due to a recent issue I encountered with the elevator.
- Just now, I encountered a stuck elevator scene in a game.

I found myself running to a police station as I could tell I was being chase from behind by someone. I open the first door and ran through the hallway to the next double door. For some reason I got the feeling I have experience this same scenario before. I make it to the next door and got a huge flash of light out of no where. Outside and in the building were dark but due to that flash I could now tell the walls were lime green with white tiles around the building.

This place to also seemed familiar to me, I then remember my other lucid dream on 8/30/15 and said no wonder I got lucid here. I notice I was near a light switch for the next hallway and decided to try to turn it on. I attempted to switch on the lights but it was a no go. The lights wouldn't come on so I knew I was dreaming but I wanted to know if this really was the same dream.

I ran through the last hallway to the next double doors and got a great sense of Deja-vu. It was true this was the same lucid dream as the music pass this hallway was the exact same as last time. The building at this point as well look like the same hospital. I observe, but it was like once I had this realization the dream quickly started changing the environment. I saw familiar kids sitting down, I went over to talk to them about how some of your faces don't look exactly how it should.

I walk more and saw a group of young adults sitting on couches chairs around this one table. The area they were in was openly wide and I saw another with them at the kitchen, this place didn't look like a house though. They seemed to all be using either CPU's or phones and despite appearing busy I decided to confront one them due to a couple of questions I wanted to have answered. I made sure to notice the sky has change to bright sunny as it's light showered down from the windows.

The one I pick followed me in till I reach the stairs which felt like walking on butter. I decided I wasn't going to stay lucid and attempted to wake myself up. I close my eyes and everything went black. That's when I started waking up on a couch, it didn't take me long to figure out I am still in the same area I attempted to wake up from. The only difference is that the sky is now darker than it had been before. I notice all the young adults were still here, they all appear to be sleeping except for this one boy who look like he was seriously focusing on his laptop.

That's when the boy tap on one their shoulders, a man in a black dress shirt and told him he was finish with his file. The man then appear to be excited and said you really done it. I began feeling strange, I soon notice the woman sitting next to the guy was staring at me. I got up and decided to leave but she didn't waste anytime asking me if I could understand anything on the boy's laptop. The boy as if this were a set up quickly handed me his laptop.

I look at it and then back at her and said yes. She started pointing her finger at the screen and ask me to read all the titles and various words to her. I did so read everything on the screen clearly. Her face quickly grew a smile and stated she wanted to know more about me and that I should work here with the rest of them. I began to walk away trying to find anything similar. She and the guy in a black dress shirt started talking. I could now see my father room but my ears over heard them. She told him I could read all the lines on the screen perfectly with no problems. That's when I woke up Lucidity time: 5 minutes

Ritual: My LDs have all but vanished now that I am not actively working on it (not for lack of interest, but work is way too busy right now, and I'm not playing any computer games either!) However, when I got up before dawn to feed the cat and realized I was wakeful enough to call this a WBTB, it occurred to me that I didn't even know what the October TOTMs were, so I looked them over before returning to bed. I tried to do some counting but had no focus and fell asleep. I did end up complete one of the tasks, but essentially within the context of a non-lucid dream! The distinctions between LD and NLD used to seem a lot crisper when LDing was new to me, but I would call this an example of agency without dream awareness, which I'm not sure has happened to me before. I always thought dream awareness was the prerequisite for agency, but apparently not!

NLD: I was in a community that was preparing for a special festival. They had a great deal of maguro (lean tuna meat) and slices of it were lining a long stone staircase that cut through a wooded park-like space. I wanted to marinate the maguro like I had done at last year's festival: it had been a big hit. I tried to remember the marinade recipe, and knew that it was very basic: pretty much just soy sauce and cilantro. Soy sauce was easy to come by, but I was out of cilantro. I had a limited time before all the maguro went bad, so I had to find cilantro right away.

I went into town to see if I could get any. While walking down the sidewalk, I saw some women holding cameras. I assumed they were photographers for the festival. This reminded me of the TOTMs, so I tried to remember the one I had prioritized. Oh right: if I see a DC, I should follow him or her. I picked one of the photographers, a black woman with her hair bound in two pigtails, and started shadowing her as she walked down the street.

The DC only walked about fifteen feet before she turned around again, so I turned as well and continued following her. She walked back to the place where I had first spotted her and stopped again. What was she doing? I studied her closely, trying to understand her behavior. She wasn't taking any pictures; her camera hung ignored around her neck. However, she seemed to be posing to display her fur coat to best advantage. Suddenly I understood: she had put on a gorgeous costume for the festival, so now she was walking up and down the sidewalk in order to be seen!

I decided that continuing to follow her would be redundant if she was just going to hang out on that same stretch of sidewalk, so I went into a local bookstore to ask about the cilantro. There was a guy who had a piece of paper with pictures of the various types. Right now only the cilantro from China was available, he said, but it didn't have the best flavor: they had picked it too early. I told him I'd settle for that if I couldn't get anything else.

Notes: Since I stopped doing active dream practice, not only my recall but even the content of my dreams has degraded. The more epic and story-like elements have dwindled and my dreams currently seem to be pieced together primarily from waking life residue. This one is full of it: I ate similar slices of maguro on Sunday night; on Monday I attended a lecture where the speaker used a fur coat as a metaphor; and in the back of my mind I had been wondering if it was true, as someone recently told me, that cilantro can lower the raised mercury levels one can get from eating too much maguro. Even marinating the maguro has a precedent, a very delicious form of sushi called zuke.

I was shopping for clothes. I got a hundred and twenty dollars worth of clothes in two stores. Later on, I saw a woman in the mall who had baby huskies from her adult huskies. When we went to a place in a mall hallway to pick them up, they weren't there. The woman by the dogs told us that she wouldn't say which dogs were where, but we could go to the other place to pick them up.

So I ran across the mall and took a shortcut through a hockey rink, but there were hockey players skating around the part I was going through. Eventually I got noticed, and I think someone gave up shooting or following me and gave me the gun or blade instead. They acted like it was a joke. However when I found a trapdoor with a screw to open it and started opening it, they said, 'Hey!' and someone chased me. I got open the door, shut it somewhat behind me, and found a set of stairs which I awkwardly started to run up. There was someone's dorm bedroom or something at the first flight of stairs, so I thought about going out that way. However this red headed girl was chasing me up the stairs, in the middle of the staircase opening some how, so I pushed her head down so she fell a flight or two.

I went up a couple more flights and pushed her down again until I got to the top. There there was a group of people. One said something like, 'Amelia. Definitely not on our side' and Amelia shouted up that, 'British tea is better than Russian tea because we make our tea exclusive!' or something like that. Then the woman at the top loft--the leader, said, 'likely on our side' in reference to me.

#429 - DILD - 2:22AM

I had another really bad night with restless legs and I was up and down a lot so I didn't do an actually WBTB, but I did manage to meditate with binaural beats for an unknown amount of time. I eventually got uncomfortable and rolled over to sleep with LD and goals in mind (though I didn't even think about goals afterward) and had this lucid dream.

I thought I was the 11th Doctor and I was playing some sort of video game. Something about some friendly blobulous aliens. Something about putting my ID card into a reader and going up escalator then I use the card to enter an elevator. I somehow get to a low level of lucidity when I enter and I decide I just want to get outside. I push the number 8 in the elevator though I meant to push the button marked '1G'. I quickly push the intended button, but it's too late and I'll have to wait for it to cycle. The elevator goes up a second and the doors open to another set of doors marked '11'. I decide I wasn't meant to go there anyway, so I wait for the elevator to head back down. Suddenly, I feel a huge amount of G-force as I drop too quickly. I clench and hold on to the rail. I see a poster on one wall that looks like a silhouette of the Doctor and the TARDIS. It reads: "The Doctor Tower Experience" I think it's really ironic since I am the Doctor.

The elevator stops and I am crumpled to the floor. I slowly get up and step out the open doors only to find myself on the floor again. I think how odd it is, but still recognize this is a dream. I see my phone in my left hand and notice the screen rotation button. I decide this is much like that and I focus on being up right and walking and suddenly I am driving a car.The dream blacks out and I find myself on the floor of the elevator again. This time I focus on the screen rotation idea a little more clearly and I watch as gravity shifts. There is a split second of blackness and I find myself in an apartment with yellow walls.

This now triggers a much higher level of lucidity and I find my consistent teleportation exhilarating. I still would like to get outside. I don't remember my jogging exactly, but I feel like I need to get outside for some reason. (Why didn't I try to teleport again? DUH!) I see empty counter space and I turn around to see a the front door. I step out into a very small hallway. To the left are stairs leading down into darkness and I decide to avoid that. The hallway goes straight for a few steps then takes a right. I follow it but as I round the corner the hallway morphs and closes off. The walls change color from yellow to brown. I decide I was meant to face the dark so I go back and head down stairs. I am really worried that I'll get lost in the void, but as I descend the stair well lightens. I have some weird feeling in my eyes like I am straining to keep them open. I worry this means I am waking up and sure enough I do.

Or so I thought. I make DJ notes and say something about how I was playing a game called Hero's Call beta. I pause wondering if that was right when I actually do wake up.

Morning of March 29, 2015. Sunday.



I am walking up a very long and steep flight of stairs (both by my choice and my seeming simultaneous creation of it by way of non-lucid dream control). Others, including a wealthy old lady, are ahead of me. This flight of steps is so steep and high, I get a strong impression that I will not be able to go down them comfortably. (This is mainly due to the fact that I am facing the solid structure of the stairs as I am ascending them but when walking down the steps, I will be facing open space, which might cause me to feel ungrounded.)

I decide that instead of using the stairs on my way out after I do whatever it is that I have to do, I will teleport from the second floor of the building down to ground level (though this never occurs by the end of my dream).

I notice that, as I am climbing the stairs, the building I am in is like a huge cathedral. Eventually, I find myself in a large L-shaped area that has numerous bookshelves along all walls. Apparently, it is a book sale, displaying both new and old and worn secondhand books. My wife Zsuzsanna eventually appears and looks over different sections.

A young Japanese male seems to be responsible for most of the book sale, regardless of how large an area it seems to be in (at least one city block). At first, I talk to him about the books in broken Japanese but eventually I decide to implement a translator where I can speak English and it will automatically be translated into Japanese. This translator even forms a holographic matrix around my head to display the correct lip positions for each word and syllable, so that it also looks correct. It is as if I am actually speaking Japanese to anyone watching me. My translator works both ways. I hear the Japanese male speaking English even though I know he is speaking Japanese. His voice is loud and clear.

I look over a set of small but thick softcover books on a low shelf that seem to be in a series and are mainly about mythical monsters, though one has a triceratops on the cover. At first, I notice only book number four, but eventually find all of them and decide to buy them. I carry them around with me to another section closer to where Zsuzsanna is.

I pick up a large hardcover book from a top shelf and notice that the writing is very small and sideways on some pages, which seems to relate to statistics, old census reports, or other government records. I see that the front covers (though not the back covers) are missing from most of the books in this particular section including the one I am holding, which is also damaged in that the spine is at a slanted angle. Even though most of these books are in English, it seems that they may have been printed in Japan. I do get a lot of various information from the young male but cannot remember all the details, as there are a lot of different books I look at and talk about.

I find a large book in the area where Zsuzsanna is looking around. It seems to be someone’s dream journal in the form of a novel. It is about a man and his wife and young daughter traveling over an isolated desert region in a station wagon. I read one entry about a drive over a particular stretch of hard, cracked ground and what was seen, the dream journal being from the perspective of the male, who is the driver. I decide to get that one as well.

Eventually, Zsuzsanna and I are ready to leave. She has a large canvas carry bag full of books. Mine is smaller than a backpack. In order for us to pay, the young Japanese male has to put on a blindfold and determine the price by weight alone as he stands near the section we stopped at. I do not question this. The total cost is fifty dollars. As I go to pay, I see that there is about two hundred dollars in fifties and a few twenties in my wallet. For the third time in this dream, I implement an idea that seems to prove that a part of me knows I am making my dream. Even though I have enough money to pay for the books, I mentally create an additional fifty dollar note on the other side of the twenties.

From here, my dream fades. However, as it does, I begin to notice additional bills of odd amounts, such as a thirty-four dollar bill, a seventy-dollar bill, and several other fictional values.

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A girl and I are in a large tower with a spiral staircase winding up untold heights through the stone walls. It becomes apparent that there is an evil spirit chasing us. We run up the stairs for a while, then duck into a room. I run back out to distract from the girl and run up the stairs some more. But the girl doesn't hide like I thought she would. Instead, she decides to sit on a table and just face the door, waiting for the spirit to get her, as if by seeing it, things will be okay. I get a feeling of doom as I see the creepy spirit woman rush through the door and tackle the girl. My heart sinks in my chest. But there are more harmful things nearby, and nothing else I can do for her, so I try to stay hidden to fight another day.

(This was a lot cooler when I first woke up, but I went back to bed for 3 hours, then went to work, so some of the details have eluded me at the moment.)

March 1, 2015

I was in some area looking for a jeep to ride. I ended up in a place (reminiscent of Bacolod) where jeepneys/cars were stacked one over the other, like a junkyard. It's like it was used for blocking something out. It was hard to get a jeep. There was a line for one. Something about monopoly on jeepneys. It was daytime.

Nighttime. I was in some area with trees and buildings (reminiscent of USLS Bacolod at night near the football field and behind the library). I was looking for something. I was about to go up a set of stairs when I saw a girl with a ball of light. I think it was my sister. Some ideas about light causing fire and that the two are separate but related powers.

Bridge, Batman, T-rex.

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Notes:

- I was so busy when I had this dream that I wasn't able to write it down immediately, just some keywords.

(Mar. 3, 2014)

- I just realized that the sphere shape and the yellow color represents the element air (in different cultures) and fire, well, fire. I used to focus on a blue circle/sphere as a representation of air (J. Mumford) although yellow is the more well-known color for air.
- Just realized this after dreaming of water and earth in another dream.