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I was at home (hometown?) and saw an old man through the window, and I thought, he shouldn't be here/there. And then, I must be dreaming! Immediately, the surrounding became darker, until I can't see anything but darkness. I was then inside our living room (hometown for sure), but surrounded by darkness, and crystalline sparks. I kept saying "Clarity" hoping that it will clear everything up, but it just got darker, and I just got confused. I also focused on breathing. As everything went dark, I thought, I must be waking up, but told myself, no way.

I was outside on the backyard. I felt like it was ours, but it doesn't look anything like it in real life. It was night or just dark. There's a small field for planting. JV's mom was working on it, tilling the soil, and I started to worry. Some things are out there that might cause harm. Some small things. After I secured my own mom, I dragged her to the sidelines and then I fought the small flying... thing. A small robot. It flew up what looked like an elevated garage. I kept focusing my powers of electricity to shoot it, but once I raised enough electricity, they turn into paper. I tried moving stuff with my mind instead. I raised metals and threw it at the robot. Eventually, I forgot all about the robot (which wasn't retaliating in any way) and I practiced my dream powers, trying to lift a heavy metal pipe with my mind. I kept failing, but eventually I succeeded, but not by much. I thought, This will be cool practicing this all the time now that I can lucid dream!

I was inside an abandoned building with others. It was night outside, and it was dark inside the building. We were avoiding some things. Bad things. Evil things. (Guh... so that's how Good Omens affect my writing...) We hurried to get out of the gate (invisible, which is quite silly) before something inside caught us. We didn't look back.

I was outside, still night. I looked back. I saw happy faces of my high school classmates (quite clear was JG's face) as if they just finished playing basketball.

Daylight. We're supposed to escape by climbing some sort of really tall statue that reaches way up in the clouds. A companion commented how there are some snakes up there now, which didn't happen before. A short scene near the beach (or the road near Victorias, where the road is elevated from the sugarcane fields on both sides): someone was walking on the fields. I was walking on the elevated area (road).

I was up on the statue. There's a platform where barrels and/or snakes roll out, and we have to jump over them and avoid them, which gets more difficult as the level increases. (I swear to gawd that's what I thought in the dream) There were monkeys somewhere here. At first I was just watching, but then I went into first-person view, and I slipped under the mouth/area where they barrels/snakes go out. I ended up outside a building, holding up a window. I had to, or else the whole factory (house like) will collapse, and all the white monkey workers inside will get crushed. After a while, I let go, and the monkeys were able to escape. The area felt provincial, like the areas I used pass by via Don Salvador Benedicto.

There's something about a chosen one, a child, but that part of the dream mostly escaped me.

Spoiler for WARNING: Violence:

I was reading a book. I'm reminded of Florante at Laura and the whole rhyming thingy. The cover's drawing looked like it was evenly spaced out trees on the water, but from a top view. It looked old, the book. I opened and read. There was a woman being threatened by a man (the drawings looked Old English, or something). The woman protected someone (the chosen one?) or some people, and the man threatened to tell the authorities (?) unless she has sex with him. I saw the line drawing in the book where the man was pushing the woman on the wall facing him, which represents him raping her (although both were clothed in the drawing, I felt the cries, despair and humiliation of the woman). Under the table very close to them are two figures hiding, one a child and the other another woman, presumably the mother. The woman was looking at them in the drawing, still protecting them. Although the rapist was looking in the hidden people's direction, it suggests that he didn't see them.

I was watching small girl (the chosen one?) talk to God (he looked and felt like the one on Facebook, but full-bodied). She was asking him questions and he answers her with funny responses. I forgot the details of the exchange.

NOTES:

I slept around 4 p.m.
I woke up around 5:44 p.m.
I meditated before falling asleep.
I was listening to Linkin Park (Hybrid Theory) and The Gorillaz playlists the whole day.
I thought about how the music I was listening to connects to my high-school memories.

I had a dream similar to the Indiana Jones and the Emperor's Tomb video game, After the Nazi was trying to kill Indiana; Mr. Jones was running around in a desert with the murder machine still after him, Running very fast (As if he was on ten bottles of Skooma, A drug from The Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion) on the crests of sand dunes. He then came up to a lake of fire and lava at the north end of the desert and I saw it from up high; There were towns all around and few had green in them. There was a false Jesus statue to the right near a lava river and later I ended up seeing in a building on the north side of the lake where someone may have been ambushed.

This reminded me of the Nirvana cover of the Meat Puppets song "Lake Of Fire" at the time.

I saw a jeep, and flags surrounding us. Some city. The jeep has a silver horse statue on the front standing on its two hind legs and two front legs are kicking.

Morning of August 24, 2013. Saturday.



One unusual and unlikely recurring setting in my dreams is a public park (often unfamiliar) that has small cemeteries (such as 4x5, 3x4, or 4x4 lots) near picnic and recreation areas, usually without fencing. Either the park is about half the size of a city block (within a slightly elevated area of four lower streets in an urban area) or a larger isolated park with the sections being sparser with a long road on one side (and sometimes an adjacent dense forest). Sometimes, the graves are very old (as far back as the 1700s).

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In this dream, I seem to have arrived by car (my brother-in-law Bob or perhaps a brother having driven me here). The park is very large, seemingly to the north of where I am. A mostly featureless area with a long road is to the south and the park is oriented east and west. The areas between the several 3x4 “mini-cemeteries” are larger than usual and there are a lot of recreational events, such as Frisbee-throwing, amateur softball, and picnicking. There is one area that is somewhat like a composite of the Onalaska Cemetery and the Bundaberg Cemetery.

I am thinking that it is getting later, near sunset, and I am wondering why so many people are still in the park and playing around, even having lunch. I start to run around and enjoy the more open spaces and I soon find myself floating and flying about.

I maintain an unusual floating position about four feet above the ground. I am facing downwards but my upper body is at a upright forty-five degree angle while my legs are somehow horizontal and my arms out behind me to the sides. I float about like this for several minutes, even going over gravesites with no fear or concern, with a sense of freedom and near-bliss. (I seem to remember seeing this flying position of a ghost in an older Harvey comic book.)

I land near a group of people but near the internal edge of an unfenced 3x4 “mini-cemetery” and the headstone of a grave. I put my right arm effortlessly down through the ground until I reach the implied coffin, expecting to find a skull. It seems like I am only a hologram and my arm is at a different location. This is a recurring concept in my dreams, where I am supposedly doing something physical in the environment yet I am projected from elsewhere, thus I cannot be hurt in such a rendering if someone wants to approach me in a violent manner.

Some people seem afraid or wary of me and my ability to push my arm into solid ground. Instead of a skull, my fingers move around in a partly gritty pile, about two feet down, of large thin seashell-like flakes which seem to be in a casket. (This possibly relates to when I used to walk through the cemetery on my way to the grocery store seeing large plastic bowl-like containers of seashells on many graves.)

Eventually, I pull a figure out of the ground. It is more like a life-sized human statue at first, the monument on the Jennie Haniver tomb that must have fallen and been partly buried, but the outer layers (or “crust”) break away from the statue’s face and it turns out to be a human female, likely Jennie Haniver herself, who had died on or around 1723, yet she is now smiling and happy (and is also my wife Zsuzsanna as there is the association that she was - in a symbolic sense - the “real” Jennie Haniver who was lost at sea at age 22, Zsuzsanna’s age when we first made contact, and we even named one of our daughters “Revinah” as a middle name, and in a few dreams the Blue Pearl is Jennie Haniver and even the movie shows bluish streaks of light as she sinks to the depths of the ocean).

One man who seems to be like a chauffeur from the 1930s starts yelling in horror. “Oh no, what is that, what is going on? Somebody please tell me what is going on!”

It turns out to be some sort of prank while filming the television show “Scare Tactics”. My wife Zsuzsanna had been wearing some sort of elaborate outfit covered with powder to look like a gravesite monument at first so that then the “statue” is implied to “come to life” to scare the target audience.

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Again, this was influenced by the Jennie Haniver plot (dream pun?) of which there have been a number of connections (regarding the 1978 movie “The Bermuda Depths”). For example, Zsuzsanna’s step father’s name is “Davy Jones” (as in “Davy Jones’ Locker” implied by the movie as to where Jennie Haniver lives). The first song I heard in public in Australia (before marrying Zsuzsanna) was sung by a chubby man who sounded like Wayne Newton. He was happily strutting along in public, his head moving about and grinning at me (even though most other people in the Brisbane Central area looked rather sad by comparison) and singing “It came from the bottom of the deep blue sea, it come from the bottom of the sea!”.

As the “statue” I pull up out of the ground turns out to be Zsuzsanna, there is similarity to my precognitive uprooted lamp dream. I have the ability in this dream to dig deeper for answers and with less resistance than other people seem to expect or accept (thus which may also symbolize precognition). On the basic level, it simply symbolizes my growing awareness of my wife Zsuzsanna waking up for the day. (This is the usual meaning of a statue coming to life in a dream. Reference: What does a statue coming to life in a dream mean? It means the conscious mind is becoming more active as a waking precursor. Most non-lucid dream symbols and metaphors, first and foremost, relate directly to sleeping, dreaming, and waking in real time.)

This dream takes place in several different areas. It was kind of like an adventure and felt like i was learning about some history in the process. It felt like there were a lot of possibilities, some thinking, making decisions (more lucid), and some familiar faces from college.

The dream started out at the college i was going to in read life. I noticed that it was snowing outside and wondered why.

As I recall, i was near the upper parking lot on the right side or (the North side) of the residential hall that i was living at. When i looked up, the hill that i took the stairs to walk up, was much steeper than in real life and was loaded with several feet of snow. That was so random.

I was aware of this because, as i climbed the steep snowy hill, a few college friends passed me. Talking may have been involved. This i am not certain of.

As i got to the top of the steep snowy hill, i encountered a man who (not able to recall what his name was) seemed like he was lost, or that he was not aware of the below freezing temperature it was outside. This man, for reasons i am not sure of, jumped in a snowy wet trench or hold in the shape of a rectangle. In the process, he froze into an icicle.

While the man froze in the trench, a yellow school bus was parked at the top of the hill in the parking lot. I was slightly aware that i made the decision to get on the bus. The bus left, yet i was not aware that i was moving.

From what i remember, after i got on the bus, i noticed there was a lot of people. The bus took everyone to a bar-type place that had really tall stools and a tall bar counter, almost as tall as the ceiling.

I do not remember getting off the bus, or seeing the bus leave the place i went, because, somehow, i was automatically in the bar area. The bar was in, what looked like a secluded area.

I remember climbling the stool to sit down. It was similar to climbing a very sturdy ladder, because it was such a tall stool.

When i got to the top of the stool, i met a young boy who did not speak. I am thinking he may have only spoke one specific language. From looking at him, it seemed like he was 8 or 9 years of age. After i glanced at him, i diverted my attention from the boy to a really tall shelf.

In this shelf, there appeared to be historic documents and pictures of an ancient Indian tribe. One of the objects i noticed was a statue of an old Indian who may have lived near the bar that i was in. That was interesting to think about.

During that period, my cell phone lit up. I was not certain why this happened. Something that came up in the dream included an ancient Indian spirit who had the last name "Tutrak" or "Turtrak" and a first name that faded after trying to regurgitate the dream situations.

When my phone lit up, there was a fiery glow coming from the phone and directing its focus to the statue of the ancient indian. I was not sure what to think about it.

Shifting from the focus of the glow, i directed my attention away from the bar (maybe in the same building), where i saw a picture of an Indian who was a part of the statue that i saw earlier.

I felt like the picture i saw was vivid. A lot of what i experienced in this dream felt vivid.

When i woke up, my body temperature rose, and i think i was sweating a lot.

dream : comments : lucid

Friday, 28th of September 2012

It's been too long...

What I remember was that I was in a profoundly awesome city. It was like a city from the Imperium in Warhammer or something like that; giant Cathedral-like buildings and statues of Angels.

I was just walking through the city with my Dad and brother when they veered off and left me to explore by myself. I kinda just walked around being amazed at the scale and size of the buildings and statues around me. It was pretty intense.

02.21.2012

Stamping images on Lady's Ass, Riding Bicycle and Finding Kaomea?, In Car, Alyzarin's Garden?

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm still looking for Kaomea, but I'm also looking for Alyzarin. Funny thing is....I had a dream where I SWEAR she was there (Kaomea).

The other dream on the other hand....I don't know if it was Alyzarin or not, but damn did I wake up with an erection. O.O

Dream 1: Stamping images on Lady's Ass

Note: I just say it was a threesome because it seemed like I was recalling what happened AFTER we did whatever we did. Kind of like just cuddling and admiring this random woman's ass

I was in bed with some lady, I couldn't get her facial features, all I saw was her ass, I think she was standing up wanting to get her butt stamped with some kind of logos (Like wtf lol, this doesn't make sense, it looked like a pedobear logo, but it's too small to assume about that lol). There was some other random dude, but I don't know what he was doing, he was probably just there to look or something.



I'm wondering why the hell she wants that, but I see stamp somewhere near the bed, and I think me or the guy joining in on the fun just start stamping, but the logos weren't showing up (thank goodness it wasn't a pedobear logo ).

Then someone comes in the room, and when I look quickly to see how it was, I saw that we were doing this weird scene near some place that looked like it was going to be a garden!



There was this DC that looks like he's in his 30's, and he comes in and sees what we're doing I think. I quickly try to hide my naked body (I think it's naked) with a blanket. I'm not too sure on what happened next, except that the same person who came was apparently going to be interviewed or asked a few questions.

I'm wondering why would he be asked questions after the questionable stamping of me putting barely noticeable logos of the something....or maybe it was the other guy who did the stamping....yeah I think it was the guy stamping the girls ass.

Even though we were inside a room, looking beyond the glass structure of the entrance (glass door and everything), the ground was brown with stone and everything. The leaves of the trees were very green and lively.

To be honest, I think I may have been closer to finding Alyzarin in this dream if I was lucid, but these are dreams from NON-REM most likely since I woke up around 4:45 AM (slept around 12:45 AM, but probably went into deep sleep around 1:30 AM I bet).

Dream 2: Riding my Bicycle in Circles and Finding Kaomea again?

I was riding my bicycle in circles. This dream, like the one above, is vivid (I'm wondering the reason why it's vivid is because Alyzarin smoked some stuff to help her make them clearer ....probably just me entering the deeper stages of REM, but I'll still be open-minded to that possibility).

The environment represented the University I'm in, and I believe I'm at a dead end when I'm riding the bicycle. I turn around and see a figure that might look like Kaomea, but my memory of the facial features was hazy (but with shared dreaming attempts, I think it's better to feel their energy signature rather than speculating on what they look like).



I don't know what I did after, but apparently I saw a glance of some meeting of random people asking how much of their time they spend working or going to class.

I think most said they did 75% college work and 25% in having a job (but I'm not too sure on those percentages, I just believe it could've been related to Kaomea).

Dream 3: Study Hall in High SChool

I'm in a school setting again, and it feels just like the Study Hall class I took as a Senior my first semester in Mayde Creek High School. I'm near the entrance of the room, and it looks almost exactly like the class room structure. I'm talking with random DCs that I can't really pick up on facial features, but they were trying to tell me how to find someone.

(Now that I think about it, they were probably showing me how to find Alyzarin....since this is the first time in a while since I had a school related dream....but I'll still be open to the possibility that this dream was just an association with waking life....but again...I feel it was created by my intention to find Alyzarin).

I'm trying to pay attention to where they were pointing and explaining, but they were pretty much gave useless information, or maybe it was me not paying attention. I turn my back to see the small window on the classroom door to see if anyone was there, but I don't think I saw anyone.

Then I turn back to the classroom again, and I try to move my head and neck to see who's in front of the class (the seating arrangement was where the desks where facing opposite of the classroom door).

I know I saw random DCs, but it was too bland and simple for me to really know they're faces.

Dream 4: Mother is Driving (DILD)

I'm inside a car with my mother, and she's driving. Eventually, I know that I'm dreaming after we argue over trivial things (couldn't remember them, probably wasn't even an argument in the first place), and I tried to move, but I wanted to just looks at the traffic ahead of us. I saw the sign that signals people to walk or stop, but the dream starts to fade away because I stared too much at the view for too long.



But there was NO way in hell I was going to fail this time....I woke up, but I believe my eyes were closed....I was sort of dissapointed that I actually knew I was dreaming, but I didn't want to move. It was one of those moments where you just sit and wonder....and you're like...holy $$$$. But I wasn't excited from this dream inside the car with my mother, I just had a realization

Dream 5: Appering Inside Alyzarin's House? (WILD or DEILD)

Again, this could be a WILD, but it was most likely a DEILD since I don't remember waking up again after Dream 4 to do a successful WILD. I apologize for the rambling, but I'm just PUMPED UP and excited from this!

(I think the reason why I rarely became lucid in my dreams, it wasn't the fact that I just sucked, it's just that I didn't stay up long enough for the WBTB...I stayed about for about an hour and 45 minutes before going back to sleep....well....at least I know the rough estimate to be aware of my dreams quickly now!)

And I know this dream wasn't pretentious since it's still lingering in my mind, and I sure as hell knew I was lucid because of the nose plug RC.

I remain still, seeing the black of my eyes, still in the state of being half awake/sleep from the previous dream.

I see images rushing through my head, and I swore I saw an image from a character from the avatar, and I heard music playing as well, and it sounded familiar like the video below. (The guy at 18 seconds to 19 seconds....and 38 seconds until the end of the video is part of what I experience (not exact, but it's a pretty accurate experience I had)...




As I'm seeing more images flash before my eyes, I see this yellow background, and it turns into this wormhole kind of structure, and I'm just sliding along for the ride to enter the dream state.

But before I'm literally being pulled into this wormhole/blackhole/whatever...for some reason, I said to myself "Alyzarin's Garden....Alyzarin's Garden....Alyzarin's Garden..."

(We had the intention of meeting each other in a school related dream, but something just came over me that time, but I just went with whatever thought was in my mind to just go with the Garden thing...sorry about that Alyzarin!)

Anyway, I'm being grabbed into the dream state, and then I wake up...but it's a False Awakening. I'm pretty sure I know I'm dreaming, but I just wanted to make sure since my eyes immediately opened (I wasn't able to gradually open them).

I let myself linger a little bit while in bed to speculate, and then I decided to get up. I do a nose plug RC, and I'm breathing through. Definitely dreaming! YES!

I stay calm surprisingly (since I'm long overdue for a lucid dream), and I'm looking around my bed a little bit in the dark, trying to take in th environment and stabilize the dream (but I knew I should've done more stabilization) I'm floating a little bit, and then I reach the ground (I wonder if this was an OBE/AP...since I'm usually always on the ground when lucid).

I open the door in my bedroom, and I'm in this area that is very unfamiliar to me. The wooden floors had that shiny wooden polish to it, there were several windows to my right that helped me realize it's still night time or just early morning for me being inside this house.

I think I even see a fancy white fireplace to the left of me as well, but I didn't pay too much attention to this.


I had a hunch that I was inside of a house where there was a garden outside. I saw one of those fancy marble statues of some figure that I can't depict too well. I'm still wondering where the heck I am, and I just look around for a little while.



Then I decided to open the door in front of me to see to verify that I'm dreaming and am in someone's house. I open the door slowly, and I see the backyard of someone's house.

The grass is really green and clean, but I didn't pay too much attention because the moment I opened the door, the alarm initiated, and it sounds just like the one in the other house I use to live in for vacation before heading to college.



I quickly go towards the alarm, trying not to panic too much, so I thought that since this sound is familiar, obviously the code I use to deactivate it would work.

Nothing works, I even tried switching the last two entries in deactivating the alarm, but NOTHING works!

That's when I started to panic.....I'm definitely in someone's house. It feels quiet too, like no one is in the house. I didn't feel afraid or anything, it's just this alarm, and me wondering what I'm going to do in order to deactivate it that woke me up slowly.

I think when I was thinking about going to Alyzarin' Garden, my mind honestly wanted me to be transported there, but just inside of her house (possibly)...I guess it's up to Alyzarin to see if she had a similar experience.

But the backyard garden itself would've been a pretty nice environment to look at. I felt as if I was the only person in this setting, which would've been perfect for a potential shared dreaming with Alyzarin....oh well. Next time!

Hopefully I can have another success with the WBTB by staying up for a while. Just have to sleep earlier.

First

There is some kind of a performance at a movie theatre. I thought we were going to see a movie, but there was none. Just people acting in weird, mildly interesting ways. I tire quickly and go home.

I live in a rather large house, where I have a small room, but there is a large common area. I change my clothes there and decide to go to the center of the city. I take a bus. For a while I'm afraid that the bus is going to the wrong direction, but then remember that the route turns at a bridge.

Second

I'm walking a dog amidst and ancient city. There are columns and stone buildings around me and I follow a road made of natural white stone. There are also decorative statues, plants and water canals. I enter an open area with a statue in the middle that looks like a wall. There is a man with a large black dog. The dog growls at my dog and a fight almost breaks out. Somehow it doesn't and I play with the black dog for a while.

Third

Something happens that I don't remember. I'm getting back now, without a dog, and decide to swim along a ditch. The current is to the right direction. I have a receipt from a store and I put it on the water. I can step on it to get out of the water later. Unfortunately, it sinks in a torrent. So much for the swimming idea. I get out of the water and hide behind a line of trees.

A man with a dog appears from behind a building and continues along the walkway. There is another walkway and some bushes between them. I crouch and stay behind the bushes, and get to the other side of the building without being seen.

There is a wall in the middle of the next area, and there's some text on it. I'm interested in one piece that has to do with yoga.

15.01.2012

Tennis Locker Room, Become lucid Found a GUIDE, but they didn't say if they were my DG....

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Afternoon nap (~4pm-6:52PM) I slept while using the Mouse Plugin for the FIELD method, but I woke up with the mouse near the left side of my pillow (when resting on my head and look to my left that is) instead of being on the lower left side of my left hand).

Dream 1:

I was inside the Men's locker room in Cypress Lakes High School. There were a bunch of familiar DCs. I didn't know what I was doing at the time, but I was just standing there watching people do random things. They were talking about random things as well.

I found that the Tennis Section in the locker was located on the left side rather than on the right side in waking life. I see two racquets on a bench while DCs gear up to go outside I guess. Then the racquet vanishes. Everything in the dream kind of goes into these small skips.

After some randomness, the most noticeable thing here is I'm suddenly near some statue where I had to use Mangekyou Sharingan.

I think I asked a random DC if the statue didn't have Itachi's eyes instead of mine (like a replica of it I mean). Or maybe it was the other way around where a DC asks me.

Then I realize it's my own eyes because apparently some DC told me there's a little dot on the lower right and left-hand corners of the eye.

I actually started saying "MANGEKYOU SHARINGAN" on the statue, and when I fixed my eyes and kept them opened, they kind of diluted my vision. (Okay.....why am I exactly doing this??? As I'm typing this, I think I had a small argument with my father in a dream fragment because I told him I couldn't do something, but he said it's okay and that we'll doing something else or something like that).



After a few tries, I realized I just had to keep my eyes open and the statue would match my eyes. It opens up, and I just had to make sure my eyes were open all the time just to be safe. I can see everything slowly open up, the sides of some door expand to move apart from each other, and they had spiky stony ends to them.

Then I go in some random room where I sit down I think and listen to a DC give some slideshow presentation on an overhead. After being bored from the bull-crap they're saying, I just know I'm dreaming. I didn't do any reality checks, it was weird in fact, this state of mine at the time. I just went with the flow and saw the edge of the table and thought "Handgun" because I was about to shoot this DC spewing out random crap.

A gun forms pretty quickly, I grab it and then tried to shoot it, but nothing. But I concealed that fact to the DC and saw some random female DC on the floor. She looked pretty to be honest, probably Hispanic, and maybe resembled a colleague of mine in the Biochemistry Department.

She gets up, and I told her that she's going to show me my guide. (I'm not sure if I only said just my guide or DG, but whatever) She opens the door in front of us, nothing happens, just leads to another door. We walk in this small area of darkness and head for the door. Before I could even manifest the thought that my Dream Guide will be at the other side, the door already opens.

There's this black man in a black durag, a blue hard jacket with no sleeves and underneath was some gray sweater and he had some dark jeans on who looks like the same guy who wanted a chain when Chris from "Everybody Hates Chris" prevented him from snatching one.

(The guy on the right of the picture...LOL.)

At first I didn't want to go "WTF is this shit going on here?"

Then the black guy tells the girl to quickly lock the door, as if he didn't want to be found out. Then the girl says "You're that same guy!!" in a shocked tone. I think he replies "yeah yeah yeah" in a rushed tone as if he's annoyed with the girl. I think I even see a T.V. above him when I went inside, and it was showing some kind of police investigation or something like that.

Then I move around a little bit, look back at him, and he gets up. I asked him if he's the guide (but I didn't say Dream Guide, I'm sure as hell positive that I couldn't say Dream Guide, even before the door opened). I move back as he comes forward to me.

I thought he was going to attack me since he made a quick movement picking something up, but he was just moving something out of my way. He goes on this wild tangent and I predicted what he was going to say. He questioned to me something like, "Oh you mean the who can keeps you whole" (he did it while holding on to the word "whole" like how you hold on to a part of a word when speaking like "Hola" or something like that").

Then I realize he's just spewing out things that a friend told me about finding out her life guide in a certain PM I sent to her, but I won't reveal who.

Then he talks as if he's asking me a question again, and starts listing things like problems I have, new thoughts, etc.

Then I started to get a little bored, or maybe just traumatic that a DC who looks like an ex-convict is talking to me about things I knew it would probably say.

But as I listened to the guy, I pretty much had this shocked expression on my face with my mouth slightly open, and probably one eyebrow raised up as I'm questioning this guy's existence.
Then I woke up. One thing I'm sure, and I'm sure I've made the right call saying this, I didn't not ask the DC if he was my Dream Guide.

I just questioned it if it was THE GUIDE, so in a way, he's probably just a guide to show me where my Dream Guide is, because he answers in a question as if it's some preview to something he's going to show.

I'm sure as hell right that I never dreamed about a black DC and asking if he was a guide, NOT a Dream Guide.

Only way to find out is to become lucid again. And I become lucid after like over 90 minutes of sleep? Which was kind of rare for me. I guess I can start having dreams and becoming lucid for a while during NON-REM, or maybe it's Rem rebound.

But ehhh, this just leads me with more questions in finding my dream guide. I'm not going to deny the possibility the guy may be my dream guide given the situation that he wanted to be hidden from something. But that means I'll have to question and DCs accurately rather than them acting like professional riddle tellers that will just piss me off more.

I just recalled my dream yesterday, or a part of it.

I was riding a taxi from a place after some seminar. We were traveling on a road, and to the left, I can see an expanse of water. Not the sea, as far as I can tell. And the sun is there, rising, so I presumed it was the east.

I arrived to the city's main area. It was night. The taxi turned a couple of corners. In the last one, I saw a huge statue head. It was familiar, but I forgot the look. It was in the east, beside the city hall, facing the plaza.

I asked the driver if there are vehicles passing by my dormitory (the image of my dormitory in Bacolod came to mind), but he said it's already late. I arrived at the marketplace/vehicle station, and hoped that there are still some. I walked a bit, and on the road, I saw a jeep with passengers. I had a "wider" view of the area. The jeep is alone on the road, facing south, and I was looking at them from the south west. It seems... dark, but not too dark that I can't see. It feels like a pre-dawn setting.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a store like a high-end gift shop with my family. My mom, a couple other family members, and I were all huddled in a circle, conspiring to rip-off the store somehow. We may possibly have settled on something regarding a check. I then walked away from my family.

I had a green slip of paper in my hand. This was a check. I walked toward the corner of the gift shop, where there was a huge statue, maybe of stone, of something like a stereotypical Native American chief, with a big, feathered headdress. The shop must have been in a mall: a few meters off to my right was big, wide doorway leading out to a huge hall.

My sister ran up behind me. She started arguing with me about how I hadn't included her on the plans to get money. I told her something about how she had been too late for the meeting the rest of the family had had.

My sister wasn't taking any excuses. She now had the green "check" in her hand. We stood in a kind of empty space in the shop. My sister started yelling at me that she knew I'd created this counterfeit check, and that my signature, forged to be someone else's, was the one on it. My sister would get me sent to jail.

A woman walked up from beside some glass counter-cases, like jewelry cases. She asked my sister if there was any problem. I may have told the woman there wasn't any problem, hoping that my sister would just stay quiet.

Dream #2

A bedroom in an apartment. The apartment had all black walls, almost like they had been burnt, or like they were walls for a theatre production. The lighting of the apartment was also very stage-like. The apartment seemed to be from the 1950s.

There were three people in the bedroom: a husband, a wife, and the husband's friend. They were all maybe in their late forties or early fifties. The men were dressed nicely. The woman was done up for bed. She wore a thick, pink robe with dark pink lapels, and she had her blonde hair done up in thick curlers.

The husband himself may now have been getting into bed as well, maybe just dressed in a white tank-top undershirt and a pair of boxers. He may have been kind of skinny, bald and big-headed, with a mustache.

But just as the husband seemed to be getting himself settled in the bed, the wife found a porn novel. The front cover illustration may have shown a pretty, blonde woman in pink underwear in some kind of night scene.

The wife yelled at the husband that he shouldn't be reading this kind of stuff. The wife ran out of the room with the book. She threw the book out of the house, out onto the stairwell landing.

The husband's friend cried, "No!" as the woman tossed out the book. The book just sat out on the landing. But I knew that the husband's friend was going to get the book.

The husband's friend may then have given a little speech, in narration, as if to the audience or in his own thoughts. He said, "A book like that is too valuable just to throw out. Besides, he likes those books. But if I just take it back and hide it, the wife won't care."

The view may now have been of the bedroom again. The husband was in bed, but the wife was still walking around the room in her robe, not getting into bed.

On the wall to the right of the bed was a closet, which may have had its door open. The closet had a high shelf, on which was a brown and tan striped, cylindrical hat-box.

The husband's friend continued, "I'll just hide the novel in the wife's hat-box. That's where I hide all the husband's pornographic materials.

"The wife knows it, of course. Every time she opens her hat box to get her hat, she sees all the husband's pornographic materials. But the wife is okay with that. Because this way she knows that the husband is at least trying to hide his pornographic materials."

I may have seen a second hat-box in the closet.

Dream #3

Possibly a dream where I was in a theatre, watching a movie. The theatre was enormous, with three aisles of seats, in a kind of flat "U" shape. I was sitting near or in the front row, toward the left end of the theatre.

I may then have been sitting far toward the right end of the theatre. I had a female friend with me. We may have been stuck behind a column. With the column and our veered angle of the screen, the view was really bad. The screen may have been big and at normal height at first. But now it was high up and kind of small.

I asked the woman if she was okay with our view. She probably wasn't, but she probably told me it was fine.

Dream 1:
I was in my room at night. I was trying to turn on my alarm (I use the alarm clock Mondays-Fridays to make sure I walk up at 11am) but something was wrong with it. I accidently turned it on. My sister comes into the room. end of dream 1

Dream 2:

I was in a throne room in a building in what seemed to be Roman Empire times. I was an emperor. There were 2 women and one child (a girl) who were telling me I somehow did something wrong. Then the scene switched to the hallway of the *building* and I saw horse statues. but each of them were "different"..they were missing parts..(I.e. one statue was missing a leg of a horse, another one was missing the arm of the rider) and when I the scene switched back to the first scene..the building was crumbling..down like an Major Earthquake was happening.

Dream 3:

I was an Chinese student and I was with a school group and we were in a museum and we were around a electronic campfire.Everyone expect myself were singing the song. A werid-looking man came out of nowhere...and asked us to do something. We just started to do it when I woke up.

DE= dream-established.
IDR=I don't remember

I don't remember much of the dreams, because I tried the WBTB method again. I should start writing down key points in dreams. It will keep me up a little longer, get the dreams on paper, and will put lucid dreaming on my mind. No lucid dreams, because I kept being woken up.

The dreams on this page are all related, but IDR the order.

There was a lot happening in the dreams last night. Unfortunately, I didn't write a lot of it down. First, there was this room, that had a walkway made of dirt. The walkway was very thick, and had two paths (left and right) plus the path to exit the room. Below the walkway was pitch black, as if there was no floor. In this room were mom, Neil Patrick Harris I think, some others, and me. There were also a bunch of these cardboard cutouts of totem poles. The one I was near was red and black.

I think before that part, there was this dream where me and Neil Patrick Harris (it may have been Dr. House, or someone completely different, but with that vibe) were talking about something, and they mentioned that they were attracted to mom. We were in the old house in the living room, sitting next to where the piano would be, but I don't remember seeing a piano. Also there was something really glassy about the living room table.

There as also this part where me, and a bunch of people (Anthony may have been there) were getting ready to board a plane. Except there was no plane (it was DE) and everything we were bringing with us was picked up by this moving guy, and taken to the "plane". He would pick up a box or whatever, and then walk towards this hallway, and make a right, and there was this big, unorganised room with boxes and stuff strewn about. There was also a path to the left of the hallway, but I don't know what was there. One of the things he had to move was this very fragile glass trinket of mine. It was a yellow pinata with a red stripe and a green head, and googly eyes. The texture looked pretty jagged. I wrapped it in something (may have been plastic wrap, but whatever it was, it wouldn't be reliable in real life) to protect it. When the guy came to take it to the "plane", He just picked it up, and threw it into the room with the boxes. I got mad, and everyone else was like "What the heck? He can't do that! That's a fragile antique!"

This next part was the most interesting part of the dream, and a pretty interesting dream overall. I may have had this dream before, or at least I dreamt that I had done this for years, and it was a big secret of mine. I had this buried treasure. I guess it was gold, or maybe it wasn't. I think it was actually just a small, worthless trinket with sentimental value. Either way, the big secret was that I had this trinket locked away and hidden since I was little, and only I knew how to get to it.

Oh Yea! This dream is similar to a dream I had a long time ago! I think it was a dream related to the secret basement door. But in that dream, I remember using the attic, and the air ducts to get to a secret room, and then more place after that.

Back to my dream from last night.

To get to this treasure, you had to go to this one secret room, which wasn't established how to get there. The room had a very well-lit view of outside, as if the entire opposite wall was missing, but it somehow wasn't, although you could see the trees and mountains outside. In that room, there was this giant statue. The statue was very long, and it was three-pronged. It looked like it was made of cement, and the legs were cylindrical. One leg would be all the way down one side of the room, and it would come towards the center of the room while curving down, up, and then back down. The other two legs were the same, but a lot shorter, and closer together, so that they statue was more "Y" shaped. It was pretty flat and close to the ground, and the legs were about as thick as a human torso. The whole thing was made of unsmoothed cement and at each end of the legs, there were a orange-red orbs which glowed. The orbs were encased in black, metal, flowery, gothic style finish, stemming from the bottom of the orb, as if the metal were fingers, and the tip of the leg was the palm.

The only leg of the statue with any defining characteristics was the one closest to the entrance of the room. This leg was bent up towards the ceiling, and there was a hidden trap door at its base. The secret to the statue was that you had to crawl under the trap door, which had a bunch of dirt and spider webs, and you had crawl under the statue to the point of each orb and grab a key shard. Each key shard was red, and when they were all gathered, they made a ball. After you had the key, you had to go to the wall that was "missing" and you had to climb down, so that you are on the ground, and you are still able to step up into the room. There was another hidden trap door there.

In this dream, I was older than when I initially set all of this up, so I barely fit through the trap doors, and the small passage ways. But you had to crawl into this new trap door, and there was a path that led all way to an opposite room. So you would be crawling under the statue room, and you would arrive at a place that would be on the opposite side of whatever building this took place, but this place seemingly only consisted of the status room, and a factory-like room (which wasn't explored at all, only DE). The new room you arrived at is only accessible if you get the key and crawl under the room. For example, you wouldn't be able to even know this new room existed if you didn't do all of this, as if it magically appeared, but you couldn't see it from outside. (I think I was showing someone all of this but IDR.) In this new room, you would emerge at the base of another identical statue, but everything was mirrored. This is where my memory gets a little fuzzy. I THINK you needed to put back the keys in the right order, giving consideration that the statue in this room was mirrored.

The next thing I know, I'm in a different dimension (and everyone is Adventure Time characters, but I don't think that's important. Also I was Finn) and we're in this big, giant room, which, now that I think about it, could be the factory- room that was in the dream earlier. The whole room had a greenish tint and I had to find my future self.

The reason behind finding my future self, I cannot remember. I really wish I could remember the rest of this dream, because it was pretty cool. I remember that before I went through the whole process of getting to my treasure, I may have already had the treasure, and I was explaining all of this to someone, and I showed them all of it. The treasure may have also been the pinata.

I also remember that there was this long, epic journey (may have been DE) that I went on with my future self, or to get to my future self, and that at the end, I sadly waved goodbye to my future self as he was picked up by the shoulders by these mechanical hands, and taken away on this type of assembly line. It wasn't an assembly line, but that's the best description.

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I woke up at 6:54 and went back to sleep.
I dreamt of St Trinian's 2: Fritton's Gold. I haven't seen the end of the film so imagined it.
Annabelle and her aunt were in their family house by the sea. The Fritton pirate ship was stranded on the seaside. Because the house sat on a hill, you could only see the top of the middle mast from the window.
To get to the treasure, the Trinian girls had to find something to replace the missing masts. 3 fairy godmothers appeared. The first one took Annabelle to Nelson's statue. Nelson's sword flew out of its hand and turned into a TV antenna to replace the first mast. Nelson then started moving and flew away like Superman.
The second fairy godmother helped another girl. Then the 3rd godmother turned out to be one of the Jonas brothers. They were on stage singing, and the Jonas godmother sang a song to his fiancée. She was called Selena Gomez and the song went something like "Elle s'appelle Selena Gomez" and then continued in English with a rhyme in "maze".
And then my alarm rang at 7:30.