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I was in a college campus and people were teaching about lucid dreaming. I thought the main guy was a fluke so I wouldn't pay attention to him and I'd just do parkour. TSgt Gonzales was there and we were talking about something. After, I took the fluke's journal and read it. It had horrible handwriting and it was stupidly written and had stupid formatting. I saw a guy in a wheelchair take my journal and I stole it back. Someone saw when I did that and I opened it and showed him my name in the journal. It also had Nathan's name.

Dream 2. I’m watching from around a corner as a woman and two men stop at a room. The woman hesitates before telling them to leave this room as it is.

I feel like she was someone who worked on houses and maybe wasn’t the best person ever. The room was her (presumably dead) daughter’s and she wanted to leave it like it was.

When they leave, I go into the room. Recall is a bit fuzzy here, but I start looking for stuff to take. I figure the girl wouldn’t want her stuff to just sit around and go to waste.

In a side room, I’m putting the stuff in my knitted jacket pockets. I have to climb over some things because it’s kind of messy. I unhook a small electronic device. It’s a little scratched up but I know I can sell it for something.

I worry I won’t be able to get much more since my pockets are getting full. I look around for a plastic big but the ones I see have things in them. I think about emptying one. I look to the window, wondering if/how I can get out from there with my stuff.

I’m over to the left of a desk looking through the stuff on it. I see a notebook and look through it. It seems to be a diary, and there are some doodles in it. I’m surprised to see some Pokemon head doodles, one of them was Torchic.

I flip some pages and stop on Death Note head doodles, one being Ryuuk. I start to feel sad. I stop on some writing and see the name ‘Rose’ (from Homestuck) and think ‘if I have one more thing in common with her I’m going to cry’. I read a bit further and the writing turned out to be some other story.

1. Me and Rane steal a treadmill from a storage unit full of them, because, “she [owner] will never notice, she has so many of them”. I’m initially worried but then realize the truth of that statement.

Inspiration: (Nearly) stole an elliptical in a previous dream. Storage unit from a memory palace trigger plus a different dream. I think that because I don’t know a whole lot of people I see regularly, my sister kind of stands in. I’ve been trying to increase the faces in my ‘database’ lately though.

2. I’m trying to escape a room I’m locked up in. The room is kind of messy with things scattered around. I’d already tried the windows in the main room but they were locked securely, so I went to another smaller room and took off all the coverings on the window to open it.

I went back to the other room and started shoving things into a sack, including a few long-sleeved things and two of my pajama pants IWL (one with moons and stars, another with clouds).

I went out the window, and there was a wooden porch, but there was a gap to get to the ground. As well, there was some kind of torch system going at intervals, and the only way to get down was to go around it, and risk getting burned. Plus the railing was thin, so I had to balance carefully.

I carefully climbed around and tried to pass the fire when it was off, but it came back on and the heat of the flames burned my left thigh. It was intense but not a strong burning sensation. I hurried on and jumped down to the ground, where I saw some water trickling out of a gutter or something. I turned from it and let it hit my thigh. It was cold.

Back at the house, some time seems to have passed since I escaped. A woman says to a man that it’s all his fault I left. It kind of felt like they were supposed to be my parents. Then I see a scene the man had set up. There was a small bag (think tea bag) labeled ‘Marijuana’ and a paper that had “Do it” written on it. He was trying to set the woman up for something.

Inspirations: May be symbolic for how I feel about wanting to ‘escape’ my current lifestyle but can’t because I’m dependant on my parents. Also, I had a déjà-vu like feeling and remembered another dream like this where I was trying to escape a room out a window. The déjà-vu feelings tend to come on pretty intensely the more I work on my recall, but lately the feeling comes because I recall similar dreams. The porch felt like my grandma’s back porch despite the differences, in which case her house is one of my memory palaces and is a dream sign. Marijuana probably comes from the trigger ‘meth’ in my dream palace.

In my first dream, I was at work at south housing with Silas. I called master control because I wanted to see if I was on the list for overtime. My watch said 11:41 and when I looked at it again it said 12:40.

In my other dream, I was watching a documentary or a movie about some guy and a mexican woman robbing houses by entering them through the fireplace. There was a lot of driving around and I think I was driving the car. After they robbed about 3 houses, they went back to the first one and cleaned up the mess. The woman told the man "You'd better not leave me behind" and the man replied "Don't worry I won't" Suddenly, the owners arrived and everyone went to the car. I was part of the dream now and I started driving. We saw a cop and knew we were in trouble. We sped down the town and through fences until we finally reached a city. It looked like I was in a GTA game we finally lost the cops. That's when my dream ended.

I remembered a dream as I was going through my palace last night and found a trigger I almost forgot was there.

I was with a group of people in a dark storage unit. I was wearing my long-sleeved dark shirt with flowers and a ribbon. We’re assessing the stuff inside to steal, which is mostly made up of exercise equipment. I find a nice elliptical machine and point it out.

Suddenly, we hear a noise at the door and voices. We freeze and wait in hopes that they’ll move on. I think they have dogs.

They burst in. We make a run for it. We get across a fence and are running across grass as the police chase and shoot us down from behind.

Inspiration: Me thinking about my elliptical, my zombie wearing a uniform trigger (had to look up ‘white uniforms’ when I was adding it and police outfits were the results).

Legend: Non-Lucid , Semi-Lucid , Lucid

Ship Stealing:
Me and another person are sneaking around on some alien planet. We're in a thick green forest and are approaching a clearing. The clearing has a big wreck of metal in the middle, the suns rays are shining through the trees and making it a cool scene. The place seems abandoned and somewhat hidden within the forest. We go down into the clearing and inside the wreck, there is a fully functioning space ship. We quickly get it started. As we do this, we constantly check the forest around us for other people. No one shows up and we make it out with a nice new ship.

Night Theater:
Me and a group of friends are traveling around at night by a movie theater. I have absolutely no clue what we are doing, but I think i can remember at one point, a police officer shows up and we all run off into the night.

Deathmatch:
Me and another person are playing a FPS. I bet him that i can kill him a certain number of times before a set time limit. He accepts. We start at different places in a large open map. The map is about as big as a city. When we would find each other, we had intense fights until one of us finally died. I got close to the number of kills i needed but i had to go do something so i ended the game.

Living Elf Evangelion figures:
I'm in my room eating and two figures get mad at me and run off. The figures were sort of like toys and resembled a mix of some character off of evangelion and puck from berserk. Two friends of mine walk in and after talking, i ask them to help me look for them. We find them and i start repairing them. I then later attend a band practice that takes place at my grandmothers house and i take those figures with me. The dream ends with a lady asking me why i have them.

You ain't gonna shoot me bro!
I'm in a sort of game with mechanics resembling Dark Souls. I'm roaming down a country road with lots of odd and sketchy looking houses. I eventually walk into a carnival. At this carnival. There's an important political figure giving a speech. His speech gets interrupted when a sniper shows up on the entrance gate at the top of the hill. The sniper threatens to shoot him and the governor guy just says "You ain't gonna shoot me bro!" in a mocking tone and well... he gets shot in the chest and i, along with some other people, end up rushing the injured guy out of there.

Rust Survival:
I'm playing Rust. I'm currently on a city map and in a mansion. The mansion gets invaded by a swat team and we have a long and exciting fight as i slowly but surely kill all of them. It was a close battle too, almost didn't make it. The next thing i know, I'm taking a green mustang from my grandparents house and doing maintenance on it.

Heist dream! Only, my dream began after all the job is over, and we are in a van deciding how to split the money. There is also a device in the middle of the van that is stacking and pressing the money, and it is somehow very important that the money is in there. It looks like a glass tube with metal contraptions around it, and inside the tube is the money and a folded plastic hose thing that does the "pressing."

Conflict arises when we realize that we are still short $10,000 of money for the device. I somehow get assigned to fix the situation, but as I tinker with this contraption, I find that we are actually down more than the $10,000 that we initially thought. I'm not sure how I fixed the situation, but eventually I somehow got the number back to being only down $10,000; and somehow, being back to square one appeased everybody.

There is no proof of this anywhere in my dream, but there is this sense that this heist dream is related to my job (not being snarky).

1. Somewhere with a bunch of books, I start stealing some. I get a bit mad at the person with me (Pillywiggin?) because she keeps asking about and taking books that aren’t important. I say something to that effect. ‘Only the really important ones’.

Either they knew someone was stealing or this was standard, but you had to go through a line and ID yourself. I had a few different things and wasn’t sure which to use. A wallet, some kinda electronic device…

I had a Yugioh manga left in my bag, apparently it needed to be transferred to where the rest where, but I didn’t have time.

When it was my turn, I fumble for a bit until someone behind me hands me a small transparent trip of plastic. I give it to the scanner guy in front of me and pass.

I’m in the bathroom and am a guy, apparently it’s my disguise. A girl (Gou from Free!?) follows me in and apparently wants to flirt with me. I say I have to use the bathroom, and she leaves for me to do so.

Except I also remember the scanner dude revealing that he saw the plastic exchange?? And maybe the girl was supposed to be the one to have handed me the plastic?

2. At home with me, mom, dad and Pillywiggin. We’re mad at her for something she did. Dad asks me what a fanmix is. Apparently Pillywiggin had made him one. I explain it’s a mix put together by fans of a series about characters/the series etc.

Dream Frag 1:
It's stormy outside, which it was IRL, and I'm with a little girl in a large mansion or a lavious hotel building. She is watching the movie Princess Mononoke.

Dream 2:
I'm in a small studio room. Theres a ton of "magic cards" on the floor. I get the idea in going to steal a stack of them for w/e reason. Guy walks back in and I dismiss the notion.

Dream 3:
I'm outside in a snowy region, we just finished fighting some russians. I started flying and the other people in my group flew up beside me. I fly even higher, and strike a superman pose and everyone else is laughing.

note:
I'm happy I was able to recall and remember to write down 3 entries last night!

For some reason, Walmart was ‘down’, no workers, end everyone was going around and grabbing stuff.

Me and mom grabbed some cookies from the bakery (except it didn’t look like the bakery IWL), snack size bags, tampons, pads. I remember trying to tear a cereal ticket thing off of a sheet, but someone told me that you could just get the cereal down that isle (they point).

As I was going around the store, I noticed a few times that a guy sitting down at a table and chair was staring. He had brown, wavy hair below his ears.

Inspirations: Walmart, cookies and stealing were carried over from last dream.

I’m in a store. I grab a couple pairs of shorts off a shelf. I ask someone where to put them, and a woman points. I see small, round yellow stickers that have ‘ww’ written on them. I think to myself ‘Weight Watchers?’.

I’m wandering the store. In one section, there are batches of chocolate cookies (30 in each batch). There’s a stack of books, one with ‘The Rede’ in the title. I’m disappointed to see that they’re Christmas books. A woman walking be mentions that she likes my dad, because he ‘stays out of the way’.

I’m in an isle away from others in the back, and am looking at stud earrings. I find some small ones, some with white crystals in them. There are only four, and I have eight holes, but I decided to take them. I sneak them in my pocket.

-In Walmart, I see two girls in the middle of the store wearing pajamas with matching patterns on them.

-Someone on a bus not liking my music and putting their’s on me. I think there were big bags, and a small woman?

Possible inspirations: I’ve been wanting new stud earring to replace my hoops. Maybe the cookies come from the chocolate cookies I’d been making until recently. ‘The Rede’ comes from the song ‘The Rede (And It Harm None)’ by Gaia Consort, which I listened to recently. And you know, I think I remember seeing someone already eager for Christmas on GetGlue and it surprised me, so maybe it just stuck in my head.

I find it amazing that my dreams sometimes seem to be themed for the night. My recall has been a little better lately and I've been trying like hell to get lucid naturally.

1:17AM

Some dorm room party. I find my cousin and party with him. I can't find any beer but I find some rum/tea mixture.

I am outside at night walking home. Some old lady on a bridge about 10 feet up wants my help. She crosses her arms and falls back and I catch her. We are now on some shore in bleachers waiting for a boat. Then I see flashing lights to my left and know someone is coming. The lights go out and now we are confused and disoriented by a strobe light. It is 3 guys trying to rob us of our electronics. I see my phone and GP on the seat next to me. He takes it. I feel they are too important to let him. I fight him and only can he flashes of the action. Then he falls and bashes his head on a large rock. I slam his head again and it kills him. His face looks like Gollum. At the last of the fight my phone and GP fall and shatter to a million peices. I somehow kill the other guys. Now, I am severely hurt. I feel like my mouth is busted up and I spit out a lot of blood. I hear someone say, "He hemorrhaging." Someone points to a hospital down the street. I slowly limp there wheezing and gasping for breath. I check in with a nurse and she asks, "What have you been taking?" All I can say is, "I'm drunk."

Other dreams forgotten

Time unknown

First part is hazy... something happens. I park a large pickup with a trailer. I had stashed some stole bank cash in the bushes and came back for it. My buddy went in a house to do something. I sneak out and get the money. I see a lot of paper coin rolls and stacks of really large bills. They are in various plastics bags all in a paper sack. I snatch the money and get back in the truck. I am very nervous that someone saw me. My buddy comes back and I talk to him. We leave. It's day time now and a cop follows us. We stay cool and he turns off. I think we need to switch vehicles. I see C.H. in a yellow bug in front of us. We plan to get in with him but he has a wreck in font of us. He decides to run and hit another car. I talk how surprised I am that a minister would do this. He gets out and runs on foot. I hope he jacks another car without being seen.

5:16AM

I am at work waiting for some meeting to start. There are some invented devices. One drills into plastic and runs on clean burning fuel rather than electric. I think I know the mixture and we have the chemical. It's Isopropyl Alcohol and another ingredient. I think I should mix some up real quick but think I won't have time. There is a display in the middle of a table. That one guy I don't know his name from work created it. It looks like a star wars game. I see you can control storm troopers. I wake up.

Total sleep time: 8 hrs

After 3 nights of lucid marathon, it seems like my body needed to run the restore program so I got into very deep sleep tonight. I didn't wake up naturally or if I did I was most likely unconscious. It felt like I had spent more time in NREM sleep. When my WBTB alarm rang, I was so deeply asleep, I was wondering what the hell is going on. Decided I would rather sleep. Anyways, felt the sleep was very restorative. Here are some fragments I could recall.

Fragment1: An elevator and the shaft. I almost fall there, but luckily for me it is filled with junk so if I were to fall at least I wouldn't hurt myself. A girl from school that we used to mock appears near the elevator and reminds me of things we have done to her, but those things never happened in real life.

Dream2: I am in the place of a friend1, who now lives with his sister. On the TV screen is some version of an old favorite game of mine. The sister tells me it's a different game. I must leave the apartment and take some stuff which is mine. In a plastic bag with my two bottles they have put newspapers so that I throw the trash on my way out. I don't like their attitude so once I leave their apartment I take out all the newspaper trash from the bag and make a nice heap in front of their door.

The plastic bag is actually theirs and not mine? I take some stuff that belongs to his sister and his bottle of initially vodka, then white wine! I head home, but know my friend1 will be after me to get back his stuff. On my way home I see another friend who is hanging out with some young problem individuals. I am trying to run but I am so slow. Someone then pushes me from behind, so I actually speed a bit. I think it is my friend1 but it is some random DC with yellow jogging outfit. I soon see my friend1 is already on the street in front of me, he is not happy about the whole situation.

Lol, I really have to stop dream stealing things!

Fragment3: This was a very cool dream where I was communicating with a dog. Unfortunately, I don't remember much of it, just the feeling of being fascinated.

It started a little bit different this time. I'm inside a cafeteria just under a multiple story home and I'm not sure how but, I became lucid when I was facing a set of drinking machines. It's creepy how some of the mantras worked before early this morning. I was laid on my bed, under the sheets and just to give it a try, I whispered to myself, "I'm going to have a lucid dream" a couple of times. I used to never believe they'd work.

Now that I was lucid, I tried to maintain my cool. I didn't want to lose lucidity so fast, so I relaxed and tried not to do anything big at the second. At the time I also thought about being in a actual dream and how amazing it felt knowing my body was still in reality. I escaped the real world to take a break from it and explore a whole new world filled with all of my wishes.

After calming down for a bit I started to try and destroy the world around me. I tend to use my magical powers to destroy things in dreams. It's not really one of my goals to use in dreaming. There was nothing much in this small cafeteria to destroy so I moved up to the higher levels using EcoCityCraft's compass powers.

I decided I wanted to do something in the dream, like steal. I walked down the hall of a nice, cozy suburban home. The rooms were silent. I walked in to a room that was almost empty. To my left was a closet room. I walked towards that area, open the door, and found something to steal. Maybe not so much steal but breaking too. I saw a lot of candy bags on top of the closet shelf. I started grabbing some of them but couldn't tell whether I should rob them or rip the bags apart. It sort of gave me a feeling of excitement.

There was a door behind this area I first walked in to. I made sure it was closed so no one else would walk in. But as soon as that happened, I noticed someone coming. I didn't get a chance to do much, but to fight with baseball bats. Neither of us got hurt, but that's how the dream ended.

I'm having trouble recalling dreams I have on school days, I can remember dreams better on the weekends.

I was on Sterling Avenue, the street I recognize for its loneliness, I was standing in front of the barber shop staring at the areas around me. It seemed like a gloomy, depressing day. I saw a bridge over the middle of the street I'm facing. On opposite sides of the bridge, I see groups of different criminals. I could only remember two groups, the bald people group and the swag group.

I walked over the bridge to see what the bald people group were doing. They revealed off a violent setting for me. Before I got off that one end of the bridge I walked back to the side I just came from, the swag group. These group of "swag" kids were small but we outnumbered everyone else and even though we had a large group, the swag group didn't have the guts to walk over the bridge and confront the bald people group. We had to find another way out.

There was a hidden passage way to my right, I didn't tell my group that though. One of the kids found it themselves. After that, he yelled to the whole group that he found an entrance. We all rushed in to the entrance door and reached the streets to Sterling Avenue.

Once we got out we were out to seek some justice from something I had no idea about. We all ran super naturally down the streets like a rebelling army. At this point it was already dark but some of the fast food places were open on the side.

We didn't stop rushing through the streets until we reached Target, a public community store(if that's what you call it). I was the only one who rushed in to the store and prepared myself for robbery.

When I first entered the store I tried my best to look casual. There weren't so many people in at the time. The first section I struck was the school section. I saw a few crafting materials on the viewing board, grabbed them and started pulling them out of their packets. I'm not going to tell you it's good to steal but the satisfaction in taking these things without fearing anyone, without worrying about anything else, it filled me with satisfaction. I have yet to steal something expensive from this dream.

Some of the things I got a hold of, I only threw the materials inside the boxes to the other side of the store. Sort of like that scene in Zombie Land where you see those two guys destroying objects and dropping them on the floor to get some fun out of it. That wasn't all that this dream had to offer though. There was a few people walking around the store, a few women. That's when I thought of the idea that boggles my mind in waking life. Murder. I thought of killing one of these women, just to feel what it's like to actually try and perform it vividly.

I looked around the viewing walls to see if I could find a sharp object. I didn't want these women to see what I was doing, so I was on alert. I saw a knife, one medium sized on the top of a counter. I made sure no one was looking. The tension inside me was growing and one of the things I thought about was how good it felt to not yet get caught. I picked up the knife and concealed it on my right pocket side. The ladies were walking to the other side of the wall, I slowly followed. One of them were by themselves viewing items. I took the knife out and aimed for her neck. I slashed her neck once hoping it would be an easy kill, but it wasn't. The neck was a bit ruff. I kept on slashing her neck until she bled. She never did. Then something happened after she turned around. When she turned around, I found it to be my mother. I stared at her and watched her slowly fall to her death. I was never this evil, especially not evil enough to kill my own mother.

I struggled to do anything else but to watch her die. I did notice a few strange faces coming off of her face. I noticed an evil of some sort, a devil maybe, he told me how evil this was and how evil I had to be if I wanted to enter that type of life. I felt hopeless to do anything else, so I quickly rushed out of the building and went through the flames of fading dreams.