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The dream started out almost like The Walking Dead. There was an apocalypse of some sort and part of the group I was with was at least one co-worker. He was telling me that because the grid was down, nothing was pumping water when your turned the tap on, so no more water. Someone would have to venture out and find some. I said I'd do it. no problem. It was dangerous to go out, though I don't remember why. I think there were zombies.

The dreams changed. I was in a very fancy theater to watch a movie. I don't remember the movie but the theater was multi-level, with stairs and nice railings that reminded me of an elite club more than a theater. I remember seeing a random pack of instant ramen someone had left on the floor, a net of stuffed animals in one corner, and I remembered a particular staircase. I had brought a new teddy bear that resembled one I actually own. And then I lost it. I think I'd left it in the theater. In the parking lot upon realizing the bear was gone, I told the person I was with to wait a couple minutes while I went back inside for the bear.

I told a man inside that I'd just be going back in to look for a bear I left, not to watch a movie. He said it'd be $150 to just wander the theater given that I could potentially watch all the movies I wanted once back there. I was angry at him and almost said for him to call someone to walk with me and keep an eye on me to be sure, but I decided against that for some reason. He said he'd give me some of the $150 back upon my return if I found the bear. I slammed my debit card down on a counter and told him I'd be back and he could set his price, and stormed off.

I retraced my steps rather well. Found the ramen on the floor, found the stuffed animals and sorted through them - not there. Found the staircase and climbed it. No bear. Some little kid had found I and kept it, I decided sadly. I was kind of attached to the little bear even though I hadn't had it for very long. It had been with me through a lot given that I still recalled we were somehow in an apocalypse. Water was an issue still, but someone improved. I remembered bringing the bear with me to "look at/for the transformers", whatever that meant. I knew it meant electrical transformers. My last memory before my alarm went off was leaning on a gilded railing in the theater and thinking on the irony of calling at an apocalypse when the zombies, turns out, were as sane as anyone and hadn't hurt anybody.

Between 27-31 08 2018

It was a dream on a country house, it’s night, I want to drive a motorcycle, I wear the helmet and take my niece with me, she’s wearing my wife’s nightclothes. I sit and start driving across a country road. It starts raining and it’s hard to see in the dark. Driving becomes a hard task since the motorcycle behaves weird. Sometimes I feel like it’s a bicycle. We get to a shore, the landscape is awesome! It’s already day and I can see some weird animals in the water. I realize the feeling, I know it’s a dream. I tell my niece it’s a dream. I don’t care much about her after that. I get to sort of ruins, there are some old doors when I remember one of my lucid goals was to get into a corridor with doors on the sides to explore old memories. I get into the last door to find that corridor. It’s there and I get into the first door on the left, must be my oldest memory I think. I find a small room. There’s only a two floor bed with wet towels on it. There’s no more place to walk around, the room is the size of the bed. I see a stuffed animal hanging on the wall, it look like a fox in detective clothing or something like that. I see a second one . I wonder if I saw it as I was a little kid. I try to see more things in this room. I see some stickers which I remember but cannot tell where do I know them or if they are recent stuff. I try to pay attention on the fox until I start losing sensibility
I woke up then...

Morning of April 7, 2017. Friday.



I am in an unfamiliar apartment (in an unknown location; that is, no idea of the city or country), though it seems to be implied to be John Lennon’s. John Lennon (October 9, 1940-December 8, 1980) is seated near a table opposite the room from me and facing me. There are two unknown males in the room, one on the far left, one on the far right. I feel very good and have an optimistic attitude even though I am uncertain of who these other men are. They have scraggly hair and are of an unusual appearance. There is some conversation, but I do not focus on it that closely.

John Lennon goes over to the area near where I had been though I am now more near the center of the room. He inserts his left hand, up to his wrist, into an unusual recess (which is actually shaped like a hand) that is on the side of his microwave oven. I suppose it is like some sort of security procedure. There is no door on the oven. It seems to have fallen off at some previous time.

A man on the other side of the room seems worried and complains that he can feel the heat. I recall hearing that microwave ovens can be dangerous (especially with the door off), though I do not feel much concern myself. He uses it with the door off to warm up a bowl of something.

Later, there seems to be a normal oven in the room (though the room is not a kitchen), opposite my side, with the microwave now near the back of the normal oven (and facing the opposite direction). I can feel a lot of heat from the normal oven, though it is not uncomfortable.

In the last scene, the four of us walk to a dump (landfill). One of the males is carrying a large stuffed rat, which is somewhat cartoon-like and which is about half the size of a person. The male says he is discarding it because it “doesn’t talk anymore”.

As we are nearing a pile of trash (on our right) which he intends on throwing the stuffed rat onto, the rat says “Are you kidding, I’ve been talking all day”. (No one hears it except me.)

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Dream - Lucid

I woke up in the middle of the night last night to pee. I got back in bed, laid on my back, and decided to try to LD. I immediately started to fall asleep, and saw many moving pictures before my eyes. They were kind of like movie screens, but shrunken down, surrounded by black. I saw a couple of different scenes with those, though I can't remember exactly what those scenes were. I knew I needed to keep waiting for the dream to fully form, or I'd just wake up. I think I head music as well.

Finally, I was fully immersed in the dream. I was in the bonus room at my parents' house. It appeared that I had been asleep on the couch. At this point, I would say I was semi-lucid, because I couldn't remember if this is really where I fell asleep or not, but I knew I was dreaming nonetheless. Cherie' was in there too, sleeping on the floor. The light was on.

I got up and flew into the air. I wanted to try to phase through a wall, but for some reason, the wall was absolutely solid. Instead, I landed on the floor right on my butt. It made a loud thumping noise, as you would expect it to. This woke up Cherie', and she was just staring at me with wide eyes. Now I was really confused. Had she heard me?
"Can you see me?" I asked.
She must have said yes, but I can't remember. I then knew I was somehow acting out my lucid dream. Weird. I decided to fly to see how that would play out, since I was apparently acting everything out.
"Watch this!" I said.
I flew into the air. I went down the hallway and to the stairs. I was moving my arms as if I was swimming through the air. My mom and maybe someone else were going down the stairs as I was doing this. I wondered how I was doing this IWL since I was flying in my dream.

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I was at work at the bakery with one other person, a girl, though I can't remember exactly who it was. There were many racks of unbaked round bread that needed to go in the oven. I did not know what temp or for how long everything needed to bake, and I knew the girl I was working with needed my help. I asked her if she wanted me to help her bake, and she said yes. I really wanted to help her out, but she was so much more experienced than me. I tried anyway. I put one in, but wasn't sure about anything else. I said something about this to the girl. We both then went to grab a giant stuffed animal to put out on the floor since we had sold the others? She grabbed a giant stuffed zebra, though it didn't look like a zebra, it looked more like a bear, kind of, and told me to do the same. I kinda knew how to do this part, but I let her show me anyway. We filled the holes on the sales floor with the zebras.

We were then back behind the counter. I noticed that all the racks of bread were gone now. I guess she put them away in the cooler or something.

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I was working in the coffee shop again, but I also had my bakery job. I kept thinking about having two jobs, and how both places thought I had open availability. I thought about how I needed to make a schedule for them both so the jobs wouldn't overlap and I wouldn't have to call out of one of them. I thought about how I had done that at the coffee shop. I was actually surprised I was still working there; I had never really left, I guess. It was a weird feeling, hard to explain.

I saw a schedule on the wall in a back office. I saw there was another girl named Krista who worked there. It said "Krista G." on the sheet. I "remembered" one of my friends that still worked there after I had left telling me about that. I saw my name on there as well. It said something like "Krista B. Black" or something weird like that. I then thought about how the shop was under new ownership, and it would never be the same as when I worked there before.

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I was at Subway with my mom, ordering a sandwich. I had to go in later to start work there again. I saw that behind the counter, many employees were on computers. I assumed it was for training. I "remembered" having to do that when I worked at Subway before, and thought about how I'd have to do that that night at work. Then, I'd have to clean and close down the store. Again, I thought about having 2 jobs, though I couldn't remember if my second job was the coffee shop or if it was the bakery.

I watched the employees make my mom's sandwich. She ordered first. I was then ordering mine, but they were putting all the meat and toppings in small paper cups instead of on my bread. I felt as if the employees were annoyed and were rushing me so they could do their training on the computer. After I listed off all the toppings I wanted, I was handed my bread and the cups of toppings. The meat was a bunch of ground beef sitting in grease in the cup. There were minimal toppings in the cup as well, though I saw lots of banana peppers. I got an employee's attention, and asked if they could put the toppings on my sandwich. I also asked for more pickles. I felt like I was imposing on their time by doing this.

I then was sitting at a table with my mom and Misty, a girl I worked with at the coffee shop. My mom had gotten up to do something, and I was telling Misty about a dream that I had about closing at Subway and the back being all dark and creepy (did have this dream a couple years ago for real). She then started to ask me if it had anything to do with my relationship with "Him" (Him meaning God). She then started to talk about the birth of her twins and quoting a Bible verse from "Dominicus" something or other. She was getting all religious on me. I just listened to her talk. My mom came back.

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I was with Kristen, a girl that I worked with at Kohl's. We were getting ready to go to a party. She poured me this HUGE glass of booze. It was a mixture of hot pink glittery Hypnotiq and some other kind of reddish liquor. I took a sip and it tasted very sweet and fruity, not like alcohol at all. I kept taking drinks of it, doubting that I could finish it all since it was so much. I watched her as she downed a regular-sized wine glass of red wine. Blech. I guess she must be a seasoned drinker. I then noticed that my own huge glass was almost empty. I took the last drink of it.

We were then parked in a parking lot. It was dusk. There was a building in front of us, a bar or restaurant. I ran up the stairs and on the porch to get behind the building to where the outdoor party was being held. I climbed over things on the porch. There were people sitting at a table there. I climbed on the table, then realized it was a table and quickly got off the table, thinking the men sitting there were probably expecting some kind of table dance.

I then was off the porch and behind the building in a field. There were cars parked and some of my friends were there. One of them, Rachel I think, asked me if I had driven, and I said yes. She asked me if I should have driven, and I said no, probably not, but I did. I could feel the alcohol at this point. I wandered off towards some other people.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #159: Bears

I’m in a restaurant fashioned like a log cabin, talking on the phone with my friend “Dragon”. He’s telling me about the new job that our friend “AJ” just got and he’s chiding me because I know so little about it. We finish talking and I wander outside to find myself on a wooden deck high up in the mountains.

Now I feel like I’m part of a video game and I’d forgotten to do something important. Three pale bald men in dark trench coats (sort of like the guys in Dark City) come floating toward me. I turn to run, but one crashes into me, pushing me off the side of the mountain. I fall, unharmed, to some rocks far below. I want to get the hell away from these guys, so I duck into a little cave and wind up in some kind of white-walled room that looks like a lab. I wonder whether I’m actually playing a video game or just dreaming and realize that yes, I’m dreaming.

There’s a bed in the room that I’m in and a few other people milling around. Their identities don’t seem to be all that stable, but for much of the dream, one of them appears to be Anna Kendrick. I feel like they’re all trapped here, so I say, “This is all a dream. You don’t have to stay here!” I head for the doorway and they all follow.

When I get close to the door I remember my goal of cranking my dream vividness up before anything else. I decide not to let myself get in too much of a hurry. There’s a weird section of carpet by the door so I kneel down to touch it, telling everyone with me to do the same. “This is my lucid dream. None of us have to believe that this is real.” (I’m addressing them, but mostly reminding myself.)

There’s a box of toys on a shelf to my left, and I rummage through it, intending to bring myself even more into the scene. I’m surprised to find a stuffed bear that I gave to Wife when we were teenagers! I pull it out and take it with me, sort of hugging it to me the way a little kid would.

We emerge from the lab into a chamber with hallways in four different directions. I try to remember my goals, but all I can remember is the Great Pyramid. I know there’s another one I’m not remembering but I can’t figure it out. I start to feel pretty stressed about my memory and get worried I’ll wake myself up if I get too wrapped up in this. (I was forgetting Great Barrier Reef!)

I walk down one of the halls until we step out into an amphitheater filled with apparent worshippers. They're performing some kind of sinister chant and at the bottom of the amphitheater, a huge crackling ball of dark purple energy is taking shape. Everyone’s participating in the chanting except me now, including Anna Kendrick and the rest of the companions from the lab.

I become sure that they’re summoning some kind of dark god. I know that I shouldn’t worry about stuff like this, but I just want to get away before this causes me a problem. I turn around and decide to ignore their evil ritual before it becomes a nuisance for me. Slightly annoyed by my own fear, I clutch the stuffed bear to me again, hugging it roughly as I flee up a set of stairs..

There are a couple of guys sitting near the top of the stairs as I emerge into daylight. One of them, a black guy in a checkered shirt, asks me, “What’s with the teddy bear?” I explain that I’m using the bear to help keep myself anchored into this dream. I hand him the bear just as a crush of people come trampling down the stairs like it’s rush hour. Pretty soon I can’t see the guy anymore through the crowd.

Rather than get frustrated trying to recover the bear, I move on. At the top of the steps, I see my son’s green Beanie Baby bear, so I scoop it up and hold it as a replacement. I walk onward, passing by the front entrance of a hotel. A couple of guys come up to me and offer me a $1200 discount on a Hawaiian Airlines flight. I think that this sounds like a great deal but I tell them, “Sorry, I’m having a lucid dream, though. So maybe offer that to someone who can use it.”

I lose the dream, wake up, and hold on for DEILD. The DEILD works and I emerge back into a second-story bedroom. I grab onto the bedding, kneading it with my hands, focusing on making the scene super vivid. It works, and I keep doing this for a while until I realize I’m sort of afraid to let go. Stop being a weenie! I force myself to let go and take a flying leap at the window, intending to phase through.

The phase gets stopped cold, though, and I bounce right off the window. I will the window to come down, which it immediately does… and behind it is another pane of glass! I lower that one as well, seeing a third pane. I’m starting to feel slightly irritated by this, and fortunately when I lower this pane, it’s a clear shot to the outside.

I scramble through the window, catching my reflection on the outside of an office building across the street. Even though I’m crawling through the window, my reflection is walking upright like there’s nothing in the way. My reflection and I both laugh at the error.

When I drop down to the street below, I feel the sun bright to my left side, which I believe is west. I feel slightly nervous about heading into such bright light, so I turn eastward. I know that the Pyramid is somewhere ahead of me. There’s a slight wobble in the dreamworld, but it stabilizes as I walk on. I take to the sky, and with one final wobble, the dream collapses for good.

I don't remember much from last night, just a couple fragments. In the first, I found Cookie, a stuffed animal (a black-and-white cat) I've had for as long as I can remember, in my basement. I picked her up and hugged her really tight because I was glad that I'd finally found her (she went missing maybe a couple years ago IWL).

In the second, I was on some website where there was this competition going on. It was some sort of video game competition. People could vote for their favourites in different categories (favourite character, favourite game, favourite genre, favourite moment, etc.).

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The horrible student

Once again, I was at my teacher practice. I had a group of students that I had had several times before for real. However, today a new student had joined this group. Apparently, he was called "Crayfish" due to his special haircut, which looked rather cool. Because of this it was easy to recognize him even from behind, because the haircut looked extra special at the back of his neck and was very characteristic for him. I got this short presentation of him by the dream itself as I saw him from behind. At the same time I had this really ominous feeling because of him.

When he had entered the classroom I quickly realized that he was a horrible person. He was very rude all the time, stood and walked around in the classroom without any respect whatsoever and we did not even have a lesson because of him. When he had said about the hundredth rude thing to me I could not stop myself, so I slapped his cheek. He did not like this. For a few seconds he stared darkly at me and then he quickly punched me in the stomach. I wondered if I should hit him back, but decided that it was best not to. After all, it could get really dangerous. The others just stood around in the classroom and did not dare to say or do anything. They seemed to fear "Crayfish".

Later during the same lesson, or maybe on the next lesson with this group, it got even worse. "Crayfish" held my arms and dragged me around the floor. I was frightened and could not do anything and I did not dare say anything. Still, no one else dared to say or do anything either. When he finally released me I quickly got up on my feet and ran out of the classroom, to the right in a corridor and came into a rather large, wooden room with several teachers sitting and having a coffee break or something. I was almost out of breath and desperately cried "We need HELP in there!" and added something about "Crayfish". The teachers in the room looked puzzled and even shocked. Then one of them (a woman in her thirties or fourties, I think) stepped forward and walked back with me to the classroom. In some way she managed to get him out of there by saying something. However, the lesson seemed to be over anyway.

The next day I had the same group again. Somehow I was sure that "Crayfish" would not show up today. But I was wrong. Outside the classroom several platforms (like those at a train station) passed by (or maybe it was the classroom that was moving). Soon it stopped and I could see "Crayfish" stand out there with his characteristic hairstyle and his back facing the classroom. This view felt very ominous to me once again, but even more this time and I knew that he would turn around any second and walk into the classroom...

I do not remember anything more from this dream and I believe it just faded away after I had seen this last image of his back.


A weird way to awaken

After I had had another dream I heard a noise which made me begin to awaken. I had now awakened enough to notice that I was in my bed, but was really confused about the noise that was heard. I thought that it sounded like cinnamon in sound form... I groggily turned around several times in confusion to try and hear from which direction I heard this noise, but this was very hard to tell. Finally, I noticed a stuffed elk to the right in my bed. I realized that "they" had somehow hidden the noise inside it. I grabbed its leg, which felt like stuffed animal legs normally do. However, the stuffed elk was soon gone and I begun wondering if that noise was really my alarm clock. But I still felt confused, because I still did not recognize it. As I thought about it some more I begun to fully awaken and realized that it actually was my alarm clock...

12/5/10 - Book of Spells
Dream Non-dream Lucid

I remember a fragment where I thought I'd met a member of the Dream Sharing team, but no matter how hard I try I can't remember what happened. Grr.

There was another dream, or maybe part of the same dream, where I was at my old school's playground with my mom. We were trying to infiltrate the school for some reason. My mom had some sort of magic powers, and was going to disguise me as a 4-year-old so that I could sneak in as a pre-kindergartener. On the other side of the playground was the pre-k class that I was supposed to sneak in with.
My mom opened a huge, old book of spells. She held her hands out toward me and said some spell that I think was in English but I don't remember the words to.
I felt myself shrink and change into an adorable little 4-year-old girl. I looked up at my mom, who was grinning like an idiot. "I'm guessing it worked?" I said.
She picked me up and hugged me. "You are SO cute!" she told me.
"Uh, okay, can't breathe here!" I spluttered, and she put me back down.
"Sorry," she said, still grinning. She said something about remembering the plan and left with that.
I made my way over to a group of little girls. They were crying about something so I figured, what the heck, might be easier to blend in this way. I sat in the middle of the group and turned on the waterworks.
There was a teacher watching the class, but she ignored us crying children. How nice.
I don't remember what happened after that.

I was at my house, chillin in the living room. My mom walks in with her spellbook. I'm in a a state of half-4-year-old, half normal self, so I kinda look like a babyish teenager with a squeaky voice. My mom smiles at me. "Good job earlier. You still look cute."
I just shrug my shoulders, grumpy because of the state I was in.
My mom hands her book to me. "Here. I put a spell on it, so it will grant all of your wishes." She just kinda disappears after that.
All of my wishes? That's odd; My mom wouldn't normally give me so much freedom. Whatever.
I went into my mom's dressing room, sat down, and opened the book.
"I wish to look normal again," I said aloud.
"Is that your one wish?" asked the book, in a creepy fortune-teller woman's voice.
"Wait, only one wish?"
"Yes."
"Ok then, that's not my wish, since this'll wear off soon anyway..." I thought for a minute. "Could I wish to be all-powerful?"
"Of course," said the book.
"Alright then, I wish to be all-powerful," I told it.
"Your wish has been granted."
Immediately I was returned to my normal form.
I looked over at a lamp and pointed at it, willing it to change forms. Nothing hapoened.
I asked the book what the deal was.
"By gaining all power, you have also taken the wishes from all others."
Whatever that means.
I looked at the book and the page was like a touch screen, with a list of names with wishes on it and two buttons next to each: "Grant" and "Ignore." I saw one person that wanted some kind of superpower, and picked "Grant."
Because of this, I was now able to use my powers.
I don't remember what happened, though.

There's another bit of a dream that I remember.
Me and my dad were on the edge of the highway with another car. We and the people from that car were all standing around with a bunch of bags and stuffed animals. My dad loaded the stuffed animals into the back of our car, and the other people loaded the suitcases into their own car. I sat in the passenger seat to wait. My dad got in the car and started driving away all of a sudden. I yelled at him wondering what the heck he was doing; Half of our stuff hadn't been packed and the trunk was open so that everything in it was falling out. I insisted he turn around.
I woke up after that.