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The door to my father bedroom had already been open. I could see my father lying down resting. Judging from how bright the curtains are, I could tell it was day light. I decided to enter the room figuring it would be good to catch up on some sleep to. I get in to bed and my father appears in a odd silver car that can fly in the air. Before I knew it, the house had dismantle itself revealing the outside entirely. My father ask me is it time to leave already? But I am assuming the answer came to him as responded saying no we'll be leaving tomorrow.

I realize now that I am in a silver car as well and decided to fly to a gun store and a clothing store. I soon found a lane and wanted to drive on it for sometime. Instead the cops spotted me going over the speed limit and soon started following me. Since they were after me I figure my best bet would be to get off the road and head over to the near by woods to ditch them there. While I am driving through the woods I see a S.W.A.T van already park in my direction. Soldiers appear to be coming out of it so I steer my vehicle in to another part of the woods. Not long after doing that I decided it would be best to lose them on foot.

As I am running I bump in to my mother and told her now is not the time. But it would seem that my time had already run out. There is a police officer pointing his gun at me. That is when I begin running to him in a attempt to knock him down. I wasn't able to and instead got shot. However it would seem I had the ability to reverse time which is exactly what I chose to do. This time I didn't even bother talking to my mother. I ran up the hill in a different part of the woods but somehow this cop had enough time to catch up to me. He makes another attempt to shoot me again but I evade his bullet this time. I quickly tackle him down as I could hear more of officers approaching us near by. I look ahead of me and see a barricade of people standing in my way.

I bash through them however the officer I previously knock down had gotten up. He didn't waste anytime firing his bullets at me while we are both running. I pulled out my gun and manage to shoot him in the arm. Then I fortunately got super speed that I use to run on the air to double the trouble of catching me. I could tell by the looks on their faces they didn't know how to deal with the situation anymore. But a problem soon arise, I am going too fast and apparently got rip out of that world and back in to my garage.

Where all of them we're in a screen resembling a movie. The were aware of my presence still and could see me on the other side. One officer pointed his gun toward me on the screen to finish me. I tried use my super speed but it was inactive now. The man fired his gun but it did not go through the television screen.

The dream scene change with me playing tekken in some abandon parking lot. It was colored but of course due to time some of it had vanish. I finish my last match against a guy named tictactoe. He sent me a message saying ranks matter. I didn't agree to this and tried to type out my own message. However it began raining which prevented me from clicking send. I soon notice I was with 3 other people. They had also been hanging at the parking lot entrance.

I walk to them which they seem to be arguing. A guy who look like they were in to body building is talking to a woman who looks strange. Theirs arm were huge on top and small on bottom. Guess it wasn't going well as they both started walking away. I continue to walk pass the entrance in till the parking lot turn in to a mall. My brother who appeared next to me was also ask by a teacher to get hired at this place. We both agreed and were told to wait. We both sat down on chairs, my brother pointed that he and I were both on TV. He was right, my brother then said he is going to the restroom.

I look at him and said you haven't realize it yet have you? His face seems confuse. I told him all of this has already happen and we're simply experiencing it all again. He ask we are? I said yes, haven't you gotten lucid by now? A large group of people ran out of the glass door before my brother could answer. We both walk out as well and we were all old to fix the broken TV.

First dream

I was in a tv room with my pals. It was furnished in fifties style, there was an old, small black tv. We were watching a tv show about secret organisations. I was holding the tv in my hands while they were showing skyscrapers, and when it changed scenery to a beach, I took a step back from the tv and suddenly found myself falling down into the show.

It was warm and sunny day. Girls all around were wearing bikini suits. I could still could hear my pals, talking about these girls. Suddenly I received a message that I should go and find a daughter of a man fighting against some corporation and protect her. I from the road to a beach and moved closer to the shore. I almost found her, but then everything was getting blurry and my vision was slowly widening. I thought "Like in a lucid dream" and ran forward to road.

There were no people or traffic in the downtown. I ran around skyscrapers, getting closer to my target. But then I realised that I was fooled in a trap. A giant giraffe chased me through the city, smashing down buildings and parked cars. It almost got me, but then a group of muffin-superheroes appeared and fought with the giraffe. Brown muffin tangled it's legs, while green mufin made it's breathing harder. There were also other muffin-superheroes but I didn't payed them attention.

False awakening

I woke up in my bed, wearing jeans trousers and gray hoodie. It was cold and dark afternoon, a thunderstorm was gathering. I felt an urge to go to toilet, so I moved to a ladder and opened hatch to an attic. There was a huge wooden toilet seat, which seemingly had no bottom. I tried to do my thing, but it was really cold, and I got scared by storm clouds and hurricane going in my direction. I went down, but toilet there was closed.

I was in my room in the house I used to live in with my parents. I was surfing the web on my laptop and I had the tv from the apartment in my room.

I am watching Tekken on the television and notice the intro was not going the way it was program to. I quickly recalled that in waking life if I were ever put in a little scenario like this to assume I am dreaming. I continue watching and figure out there's no way a malfunction would go this far. I became aware I am dreaming.

Stations
It's daytime and I'm sitting in a train. I'm on my way to my hometown. The train stops at a train station with the name of my hometown on it. Heh.. no way. This station doesn't like it at all. It's a tiny station almost in the middle of nowhere. I think an elderly couple gets off. I'm still a bit confused over the situation. It's one thing to get the wrong info from the on board announcements, but to have the wrong namesign up on a train station... Suddenly I see the area from an aerial perspective. Ow I get it now. They've added 2 new train stations in this city, to increase accessibility. Apparently they all have the same name.

At the next station now. I clearly see a shop on the other platform. The building is very rectangular. I'm standing on a different platform. I look at the announcement board and see that the next train will go to my hometown. I start walking towards the correct platform. I will have to check out and check in again.

Fragments
» I'm with my cousin. She takes a look at my dreads. She gets all excited and sort of states that I've fixed them. I tell her that my mom fixed them up a bit, but not entirely. Somehow I feel a bit embarrassed with the attention.

» I'm with my mom, grandma and aunt. My aunt is blind.* We were walking around the house and my aunt had no problem moving about with the same speed as a non-blind person. We're then all seated at a table and I'm playing chess against my blind aunt. Instead of black-white, the board is black - light blue. The position of the pieces changes ever so slightly during one of my turns, causing me to take a very long time to think about what move I want to do. At some point one of the pieces is a squished little tomato with some other stuff mixed into it. It's quite messy.

*My aunt's not really blind.

» I'm walking along a trail in the hills or on a mountain. I'm hiking with a group.

» Not sure if it's the same group, but we're in a cave with a lot of people. We're playing a type of infected tag game. If you get tagged, you become one of the growing group of taggers. The purpose is to make it to the other side. I think I get tagged at some point, but somehow have a retry. It's easy to tell who is infected as they have a certain light around them. I think I dive to make it out of the cave on the other side, but I'm a bit too late. I finish in 3rd position, which I can clearly see displayed as if I'm playing a video game.

» I'm talking with my ex girlfriend on whatsapp. It's about a mountain and a volcano I've been to in Indonesia. There are pictures. Our replies are somewhat normal, but at the same time it feels like there's a sub-meaning as the situation feels a bit hostile. Did I go to these places with Christina?

» Writing Christina's name triggered the memory of a plane, though I'm not sure if I dreamt about one.

» I'm scrolling through LinkedIn. I've added one of my lecturers. I think I see her scrolling to hers and her ignoring my invitation. I reason that she probably doesn't know who I am, as I've omitted some information from my profile.

Sales
I'm standing inside a small shop. It's supposed to be an office for a street sales company at which I will start working. I know it will be different than the last time, because this time I have my housemate Quint with me who will also work here.* We're standing in front of a type of post-mix machine with the manager, who is our age. He offers us some cola. I'm not really into cola because it's unhealthy, but I don't want to be rude. We get it in a big cup. Quint prefers dr. pepper, but the manager is not allowed to pour the same quantity of dr. pepper as cola. A rule from his uncle, who is the owner. We watch the television which is mounted a bit above our heads. It's an event in a stadium. There's a group of perhaps 100 people in the middle of the field. It has to do with mourning for a terrorist attack. I see an old friend of mine, Tris. Wauw.. it looks like he hasn't slept for days. Then the whole thing turns into a performance, with riot police and such. At some point it turns into a form of rehearsal, as one thing is done again and again to get it right.

*We don't live together. He used to work at the previous street sales company.

I keep hearing this noise as I am trying to fall asleep. Eventually it gets too loud and appears to be coming from the TV. I pull the blankets off and said knock it off, my eyes caught a glimpse of slash marks surrounding the carpet floor despite having all the lights turn off. This TV has done strange things in the past before so I shrug it off and tried to go back to sleep. That's when I began feeling ill and felt heavy but only in my head general area.

The pressure began getting too intense so I got up and decided I should try to focus on something else instead of sleep. I struggle getting off the bed and I struggle even more when my feet touch the ground. I could hardly walk, the pressure in my head began to sky rocket to the point where I heard a loud bang. I attempted to open the front door of the room to get some help but quickly got dizzy. I started having clarity that I am in a dream as I could feel someone taking over my control of the dream body. Moving it and even thinking in a different way, feeling confuse didn't take long for me to wake up.

I appear on the bed in different position than I was in before, I had still gained some lucidity and could still hear a noise around me. Every time I attempted to move the blankets would tie all around my legs. I kept feeling a prickling sensation through out my lower body. This went on for 10 seconds, that's when I lost awareness. I wake up again thinking I must've had a lucid dreaming and disliking how I didn't get the time to do anything adventurous.

I got up and saw the bathroom lights were on and had running water flooding the floor. It was turning in to a real mess, I turn shower off and got out. I could overhear my mother speaking to someone but didn't really care to listen. I tried putting my socks to prepare for the day. It was only once I wake up again that I realize I had a false awakening. Lucidity Time: 31 seconds

Mama was talking on the phone to one of her friends--or perhaps in person to someone else--about how she had always hated the thought of imaginary friends. They had always made her uncomfortable, and I knew for sure I could never tell her about Augustus, my tulpa (not that I had particularly wanted to, anyway). Augustus was standing beside me, but of course I was the only one to see him.

[There is a point in the dream, right here, where I feel like more stuff was going on but I cannot remember what it was.]

I was trying to eat me a snack before Dakota and Jon got home from their trip to their mom's/cousin's/whoever's, and I know that the snack I was trying to eat was a sandwich. I think it had two balogna slices on there and a lot of mayo--or at least that's all I can remember. I ate it in the kitchen by the microwave and watched as dozens of roaches scurried every which way. I heard their car doors close outside but didn't try to hide the sandwich, and then they came in.

Mama was sitting on the couch in the living room and listening to "our" adventures at the place they had went to. Apparently Dakota and Jon had taken "me" with them (though I didn't remember that at all--was it a clone, perhaps, or had I just sort of "switched" into a new dream character?). They said that Dakota's mom and her boyfriend had started off cool and said that they were going to make Halloween "all about me," [as in me, and not her--I'm not sure why Halloween would be all about me haha] but after that they just sort of left and did their own thing. Apparently everyone there was pretty crappy, too, and Mama said that she could tell everyone there just sucked.

Later on, the two of them were in my bedroom, and I think they were about to smoke pot. They opened my door and set a chair at the entrance, and then proceeded to try to barricade us in by placing numerous blankets on there (including the small red one that they had used in real life for a while, and my black one with white and gray). In hindsight it didn't make sense; why do that when you could just close the door?

Dakota and Jon were talking about a television show that they had seen over at the place they had been. It was apparently based off a bunch of kids at a law school and lasted an hour long. The acting sucked--or at least that's what I thought they were getting at. They said "the gays sucked, the lesbies sucked, the trannies sucked, everybody sucked." Despite that, Dakota had apparently attempted to watch all of the episodes, but he was only able to catch one.

Romeo sort of crawled under the blankets and chairs that blocked off my doorway from the hallway, and when Dakota seen that and looked at him he said, "I like it when Romeo walks around like he cares about himself," or something like that.

One:

So tonight I flew to the moon again. Sorta. I went lucid and decided if I focused mostly on my flying and strengthened that, it would help me in other areas. Since flying involves ki, as do the big attacks I want to learn. Like... how am I supposed to fire off a successful Solar Kamehameha if I can't even control my ki enough to fly? So yeah.

I aimed for the moon again and this time it was a bit more smooth of a flight, still sorta shakey, and as soon as I landed on it, I saw this huge asteroid floating just above it. It was totally going to hit the earth, and I guess I could've stopped it, but I didn't really care I guess? I mean, I'm hanging out with the bad guys trying to learn a move that can destroy a solar system, so the earth is doomed anyway.

There was a door there on the moon so instead of hanging around to see the asteroid, I went through the door. On the other side was a long hallway with glass windows everywhere, so I tried to summon up someone to tell me where I was. This girl with green hair and a billion face piercings showed up, and instead of talking to me, she took me into a room and kept trying to make out with me. I told her I didn't really float that way, and also that it was weird kissing someone with facial piercings. So she started taking them all off and that's when I nope'd outta there and ran back into the hall. Seru was hanging out out there and as soon as I saw him, he smiled and turned away and then flew off down the hall. So I took off after him. My flight was kind of shakey so I realized I was still controlling my flying and he wasn't, he was just sort of leading me on. I noticed he did help me with some other things, like floating through walls and stuff. He would fly around randomly and I flew after him, through walls, outside, inside, etc. I felt like he was testing out my flying abilities so far.

The last thing I remember, though probably the last thing that happened, was I pulled out of the glass windows in the hallway into the outside, and the hallway was kind of suspended in the air and I could smell the beach and hear water. That's when I woke up.

Two:

Next dream started out non-lucid. There was a new Disney movie that was a crossover between Little Mermaid and Cinderella. Like they met and had adventures or something. I'd acquired an illegal bootleg of the movie from it's premiere before I came out in regular theaters and I got together with most all of my family and we sat around in a living room and watched it. The quality of the tape was really really poor and we were all disappointed and I was a little embarrassed I didn't check the tape beforehand. But we watched it anyway.

A few minutes in, the image on the TV became really clear and vivid, and there was a scene of Cinderella standing on the beach looking bored, and the camera panned over a long pier that ended at a platform with a boat and some people mulling about. This was not part of the movie. I looked around and all my family members were just frozen, like they stopped existing.

When I looked back to the TV, Seru was just standing there underwater, looking at me. And I suddenly became lucid again, but I couldn't control what I was doing, I just knew I was dreaming. I was pulled into the TV and down into the water, and I guess into his mind? I don't know, I just realized I wasn't in my own body, I was hanging out and seeing things in his first-person perspective, like I was just along for the ride. He sent me this weird questioning feeling, but I wasn't sure what he was trying to ask. He looked up and I saw we were directly below the platform. He shot through the water underneath the pier until he got halfway to the end, then he stopped and crouched down low and sent me another questioning feeling. I had this weird feeling like he was trying to fall into the background and suddenly I found myself in complete control. The questioning feeling he was giving me faded away and instead he seemed amused.

I was totally in control. I was totally Seru! I mean WHAT.

Well, I wasn't really him, he was still hanging out in there, but I still was in control of his body. Could a lucid dream get ANY COOLER than actually being a badass dude with infinite power and dream control? NO WAY.

I wanted to test out some of his abilities, not any of the destructive ones, but I wanted to see how he flew and how he teleported around. I thought to shoot up through the water into the air, but real-Seru kinda sent me a thought telling me not to get the attention of the people on the platform because they would be annoying and follow us. And he couldn't banish them since I was in control. So I continued along the bottom of the pier and the water grew more shallow until I was attempting to crawl along all sneaky. I thought I was far enough away so I shot up into the sky and hovered there. It felt AWESOME! Like, I didn't even struggle to hover there! Usually once I stop flying and stay still I fall, but I had DREAM GUIDE POWERS, heck yes!

I looked around. We were in some kind of small bay leading out into the ocean. On one side of the bay was a beach, and on the other was sheer cliff. The pier extended out from the beach to the cliffs. I smelled the beach and heard the water, and I realized that was where I was being led to by Seru before I woke up the first time. He totally invaded my non-lucid Disney dream and pulled me back there and gave me lucidity.

Wtf how is that even possible?

Anyway, apparently I wasn't far enough away because the guys on the platform started shouting and were running down the pier in my direction. Real-Seru felt annoyed but also amused. I took off over the cliffs, across some grasslands, getting my bearing on things. I felt a little weird at first, since I had wings there and I had to figure them out, but I noticed when I lifted them my flying was much more smooth. Like, super smooth. It was epic. In the middle of the grasslands was a log cabin-ish house. Real-Seru was focusing his attention on it, so I went down there and went inside.

In the entryway, I opened another door and saw what looked like the room I'd been in when I watched that Disney movie. He shot me another questioning feeling and an image of teleporting doors. Apparently trying to teach me some door teleportation... not something I've ever had any luck with. So I backed out of the room, closed the door, and reopened it. Nothing. He gave me an impatient feeling. I didn't focus enough. So I imagined being at a new place and opened the door again. IT TOTALLY WORKED. I was in some fancy room with a fireplace in a completely different house. I walked in and looked around at all the statuettes and furniture and kind of was amazed that my mind rendered this scene so quickly. It made me feel hope that I could teleport to a city if I wanted to.

He sent me an urging feeling like he wanted me to try that. But before I did, I noticed this cat on the table looking at me. Oh my god, it was SO CUTE. Like all its cute features were multiplied in cuteness by a hundred, and... I just wanted to hold the cat real quick haha. So I picked it up and cuddled it, and got a disapproving feeling from real-Seru. He probably just didn't like the idea of his body cuddling a kitten. I wish I could've seen it from third-person, it would've been hilarious.

Suddenly I heard people coming into the house, they were coming for me, the guys from the pier. Real-Seru was urging me toward the door, but I was so freaked out by the sudden change that I jumped out of the window and started flying, kitten in tow. SUPER annoyed feeling from real-Seru. He'd wanted me to teleport away using the door, me jumping out the window with a cat wasn't part of his "training", haha.

I held out the kitten while I flew and concentrated, and it disappeared. How did I do that? I have no idea. SERU POWERS.

My flying was still smooth. There was another building, it looked like a grocery store, and I figured I could go down there and find another door to mess with. I descended through the roof and landed in the refrigerated foods aisle, and all the shoppers freaked out screaming and ran away from me. At first I was confused, but then I remembered I was still Seru, so they probably assumed I was gonna eat them or something. I hovered, and then shot off down the aisles, testing out flying in small areas. It was a bit rough, I kept running into shelves and forgetting to keep my wings up for stabilization, and also people kept running away from wherever I was which was really distracting. Real-Seru was getting a huge kick out of it though, could feel how giddy he was. We got to a door, probably leading to a backroom or something, and he grabbed my attention and focused on it. I landed and walked up to it, totally ready to attempt a teleportation to a 'busy' scene, something I've never been able to do. I thought of a city and opened the door, and there it was!

I stepped into the scene. It was a quaint little city scene, with square buildings on each side and lots of people walking around. It was night and street lights were on. It looked like something out of a Leonid Afremov painting. As soon as the people saw me, they started running as well. Real-Seru was giving me this feeling like 'do whatever you want now, you teleported' so I jumped in the air and flew down the street, focusing on various things to change my heading. My attention kept falling to the people running around and each time I thought about them I'd shake a little in my flying, but overall I did awesomely. I woke up at some point as I was flying around.

Irish TV coverage on Conor McGregor
Im watching TV in lounge room at my old house. I see my mum who's with me also. I walk over to dad, where he's sitting at a computer. He's watching the news, and it's of an Irish news program. They're talking about Conor McGregor. I sit down and notice a picture of the news reporters smoking with those old school pop eye pipes. I comment on them asking where I could get one from. They respond quickly. I figure they had the intonation hot keyed.
Dad goes to respond also. I'm not sure if he saw what I did. We have an argument over him doing a weird thing with the keyboard. He does an alt ctrl del type of move. I try telling him it's not needed. He tells me it gets a quicker response time. A scene flashes by of a car accident.
Something has smashed through the car window and Impaled the driver.

Surprising Brothel Visit
We're driving a guy to brothel as a surprise. We reach the sign which looks to be still winched. We ask the guy if he knows where he is. He does. He's looking around having a laugh. We ask if he is keen to go in. He says Fuck no. He pulls out his phone and begins taking photos and video footage of the entrance and building. We hear someone near by and tell everyone to remain quite and not run. It ends up being the wrong decision as an employer sees us. He looks to be dressed up as a women. He chances back into a man once he begins talking to me. He tells me that we have to leave, and not to tell anyone about the place.mI respect his decision and take it. One of the guys with me says that we should have questioned him asking if we're legally in wrong, and that maybe he would invite us in.

Dream Fragment
My Grandmother feels forced to have sex with her partner. Her back is sore in the process. I see waves.

I have just enter father room. I proceeded to sit down on the bed and realize that bread crumbs were scatter on top of the blanket. I don't remember doing this, there near by was the unfinished corn bread on the bed. I didn't think any more of this and decided to turn on the television. The TV volume was very loud, I tried to lower the volume but this wasn't working. I found loud noises to be unpleasant and began feeling a strong headache.

I tried turning on the lights but that was also not working. I soon began feeling myself panic so I abandon the room to gather my thoughts in the living room. The lights weren't working, must be a reason. I decided to an RC and notice that my left hand middle finger was side ways and had slightly grown more than it should from the other fingers. I gain some lucidity but it some how disappeared as quickly as it came. Feeling confuse, I thought getting water would be a good idea to remain calm.

I went upstairs to my brother and mother to collect some water but they both told me that they had no more. I could see beside my brother was a few spare bottles in a crate and ask him if I could have some. He told me he didn't want to share, I then close the door and thought this wasn't good. I then told myself to be calm and try to solve the problem. I enter back inside my father room. The volume was still very loud, I quickly attempted to lower it which it work this time.

I sat back down on the bed and started listening to song a I never heard or had any playlist before. It wasn't bad at all, however my enjoyment didn't last long. The song and TV both cut off. I began feeling paranoid again, I tried again but it seems the TV refuse to come on. Technology really doesn't like commands I guess. Not long after it came on by itself and feature 1 man sleeping by the front door of an apartment. He was then awoken by two other men that seemed like his friends.

I started having a difficult time thinking and my eyes were becoming blurry. The two friends had taken his glasses and started playing with them. The man who had just woken wanted them back, somehow one of them toss it out of the screen to where I was able to take them. I place them on and I could see much better. But soon my vision with in the lenses started creating mirror effect of seeing the same thing over again. Causing more confusion I threw the glasses on the ground.

My vision constantly started transitioning from blurry to decent. I check my fingers and realize I am dreaming. Though I couldn't get off from the bed. The man who had loss his glasses told his two friends they better not lick on it. I wake up shortly after. Lucidity Time: 8 seconds

Thu, 21 May 2015:
1st feel transitioned to dream but float to confirm. Slow! Yes. Darkish. Wife gets out of bed and goes to toilet. I wonder if she did in waking and go in front of toilet and dance around to see if I get a reaction. Not really but she looks up and either she has no face or it is blurred and hard to make out. Shortly after back in bed needing to turn over.

Later after a WBTB, I get comfortable. I feel I have transitioned again but when I make a small move to get out of bed it feels like I risk moving my waking body and waking up. I try to float again but nothing and then I mentally push my whole body towards the right front corner of my bad and my dream by jumps up on to the corner of the bed! I walk out of the room this time and out to the loft

and I think about my day time visualization: floating up and then over the loft and I do. I float down to the landing or ledge where we could display items but we don't. From there I float down to the floor. I get some audio of my son asking me what I'm doing but I know it's just from the dream I head to front door and I walk out. Before I walk out I can hear what sounds like a crowd of people outside and I like that I will be able to walk through the crowd and pick out some beautiful DC's! as I walk out there is a crowd and I find one girl.

Spoiler for sexual content:

Stick it in her mouth

and then I think how I wanted and planned to go about things like this more consensually. I cross the street and there are 3 women wearing choir robes like you might see in church. I think about the church connection but continue over there with my dirty intentions. I look at them with the look that I know they all want a piece of me and one by one they go to work

Spoiler for sexual content:

on my ahem. They make it grow larger and larger with the skillful pleasuring using their mouths and tongues and one of them comments how big it is getting. this goes on for several minutes and at one point I notice that one of the women has a vagina on her lower stomach. odd but not freaky, as I reflect how I am fully aware that this is all my dream. I talk about how one of them needs to get on and take a ride

and there's a little girl nearby that approaches and starts crying. I decided I had enough and switched to consoling her. I no longer felt like I was naked but neither did I put on any clothes or really consider this. I tried to commit to memory what she was saying as she was crying but that part is gone. She hugs me back as she cries.

I walked back to the other side of the street and there was another woman crying a little more gently, whereas the girl was more sobbing. I was going through the dream details in my head to better commit them to memory when I felt what was a false awakening but I wasn't sure at first. I was back in my bed and my wife was playfully touching my arm but then started tickling me under my arm and I kind of moan like she is going to wake me up but I tried to feel if I was still asleep and decided that indeed I was. I did an in dream wild again (like earlier in the month) closing my dream eyes until a new scene forms through my closed dream eyes or maybe I open them up gently but either way I was in a long room not very wide but plenty of space. There were a number of pieces of equipment to the end of the room in front of me and this pilot or astronaut in a suit

like a pressure suit and there was a small one man rocket or flight craft that was warming up its' engines

and pointing towards the ceiling though there wasn't really a ceiling or a sky but mind you this all felt very indoors. he gets down from the rocket contraption having started the warm up process and is talking to me and something in my head makes me wonder what they wear under that suit and he hears my thoughts and unzips his outfit and shows me that he is naked underneath. I see his penis and everything. he's zips it back up and continues to prepare. I look back towards the part of the room I was in before that was basically behind me when I was facing the astronaut guy and my son is sitting and doing his studies and back towards where the astronaut was there is now a TV and something risque is on TV. it seems to be some r-rated version of MTV where some chunky lady is walking around without a top on. I start to lose a little lucidity here as I wonder if we should change the channel but after a bit I realized it doesn't matter regaining some lucidity. I start thinking about how it seems like the scene is going on for a long time and I start thinking about my goals. I jump to memory peg number 5 and after a bit of a scene fade I find myself standing over my wife

who is sitting in a chair in our dining room. number 5 is the smell task of the month and I remember how I smelled her hair earlier in the day freshly washed with a nice scent to it and the dream seems to replicate the scent but it was a little more faint almost as if the dream accounted for the time that has passed since the fresh washing of the hair. I then think about how I reset memory peg number 2 back to the lucid dare to become a tree and I start stretching out my arms like the branches of the tree and my feet down like the roots and I get the sensation of my torso and arms growing and expanding upwards

but I'm not too sure how much of a tree I became with no mirror around. I then thought of memory peg number 6 and this is the talking to the monster under your bed for task of the month. I decide that there is a bed just ahead and I walk that way but I don't see one and the dream is fading a bit and I decide that I will just arrive back in bed, my dream bed and then I can get out of bed and talk to the monster from there but it doesn't work and I soon find myself back in my actual bed needing to urinate but I stay still and try to reenter the dream but eventually realize I am too wake and need to relieve myself before trying anything else. when I go back to bed I do get a lot of great visualisations that seem to take legs which like in my previous LD aftermath several days ago I wondered if I might be in a dream state with the amount of effect I have over what seems like HH's. very long lucid series! 8 milligrams of G + 500 milligrams of choline. #326 & 327

First dream

I was in Warsaw with my older sister. We were waiting for a bus to home. In the meanwhile I wanted to get a PC game, but I couldn't find it anywhere. After a while the bus appeared, and the drvier was a biology teacher from my old school. He was sitting in an armchair on the bus's roof, and steering it. We went inside the bus. It looked like a submarine inside.

Second dream

I was going for a walk from my home. I was wearing sport trousers, a hoodie and sport shoes. I walked from my backyard into a tunnel carved in ground. It was just a few steps and I've found myself in the suburb. I decided to go back. I met my brother and my pal in the backyard. It was midnight then. We were watching TV show on gigantic TV screen, it was taller and wider than my home.

Third dream

I was lying on my bed, when my younger sister entered the room and said I want to make a video game! I replied Uhm.... OK. What would you name it? She said I don't know. I quickly told And what about the games theme? She didn't replied so I started to help her. Maybe Rivers of Fire, or Rivers of Gold would fit? She was considering those names for a while and said No, we would need a different name. I asked about the genre and she said First person shooter. Suddenly my perspective changed, and I saw an arabian investor that wanted to develop his game. He ran into some kind of government building, and started shooting with shotgun from one of the windows shouting That's how my game would look like! It all happened as a weird guy was writing down all the ideas for the game.

Morning of January 22, 2015. Thursday.



Of all the “experiments” I have done in my life to influence, enhance, or alter dream states, I have ultimately decided that simple thinking is the key. I have tried a particular focused form of thought enough to know it is the most powerful technique, especially when preceded by “thank you for…” (without even needing belief in a deity). Just listening to something does not seem to do much unless it is with my own special technique and even that has certain limitations in certain states. Needing to hear something seems to limit certain states (plus, I have experienced a vivid lucid state where external sound and its influence is non-existent), likely because a part of the mind is still “grounded” in a particular way. (Once again, I should mention the lucid dreaming fiasco of years ago where I entered the most vivid dream state possible with a shorter audio loop, though once in my dream, solely tried to find the source of the sound to turn it off - the very meaning of “irony”). So what do I do that works? Three-minute very subtle mental affirmation meditations (not spoken aloud, just actively thought) throughout the day and night (sometimes in closer clusters), watching the clock and using an addend of four but only ever counting them as three minutes in my personal journal. In this case, it added up to sixty minutes overall.

In my dream (and the ones which followed) I find myself in a full-body awareness that is no different from being awake other than the senses being enhanced and the depth perception intensified. This used to puzzle me - but I attribute it to being “closer” to one’s internal awareness in sleep. I have never had the slightest concern (as some people claim as possibility) about differentiating from the real world and a dream when awake - and in a vivid lucid dream, that concern is pointless anyway, so yet again, typical mainstream dream literature fails to impress me or even make any sense.

I find myself in a dream environment in a larger room that I cannot identify, though it is similar in familiarity to (but much larger than) the larger southernmost room in the Loomis Street house. I am sitting comfortably on an armchair facing east. As with another recent dream, the increased sensuality, almost to a point where I would otherwise think it impossible, seems the most “automatic” and natural of all dream states, almost as if all nuances of my dream are “instantly surrendering” to a core subliminal whim. In fact, all I do is lift my arms up a bit and my beautiful wife materializes in front of me (only her head at first) and she bends down to indulge in passionate kissing with me for quite some time. The sense of touch is probably double that of reality and I am also amazed by the solid nature of her form.

This is followed by making love on the floor, from the side and from behind, but holding ourselves up with our left arms, in some sort of otherwise physically impossible situation (well, at least for me). During the climax, I notice (as I have in several other dreams) that my wife has sparse reptilian scales around her hips and bordering the small of her back, which does not bother me. However, I soon take this into a forced scenario out of habit, relating to what I feel happens often in non-lucid dreams; that is, the dreamer forcing certain possible conflicts possibly regarding a need for increased “pulsing” energy as such for whatever reason (again, for example, maintaining the knowledge but vague memory that I was solely the one that instigated my own chase dreams even with dinosaurs following me, just to experience the event, although most people do not seem to remember the event horizon of when they planned this themselves, so thus you have people that believe in demons or similar entities - the case seemingly being that a particular section of memory was lost).

My dream is not “fooled” though and I am too vividly integrated with my dream’s environment to be absentmindedly a “victim”. When I try to force a negative association for a dramatic movie-like scene, I illogically in the past tense speak to my wife, saying, “You had scales!” but she just cheerfully lightly laughs and shakes her head and levitates a bit from the floor, “rolling about” in midair and lowering herself again. I ask her “Why did you have scales?” and then I feel idiotic since it was me that gave her the scales in the first place. I try to get her to appear more aggressive, but that fails and she becomes about ten years younger and we make love again, “rolling around” in midair, at times like mists with various tendrils but I also become aware of where I am in reality.

An odd false awakening occurs. I am in the computer room in Wavell Heights though the setup and room layout is different. My dream is almost as vivid as my previous but I am no longer lucid. There is a closed window near where the printer is. The printer seems more like an oversized typewriter. There are also what seem to be kitchen features in the room, including a faucet over the top of the printer (seemingly on the window sill as was strangely the case in our Clayfield apartment’s kitchen). I absentmindedly turn the faucet on (it is more to the right), realize that the printer is then filling up with water (almost in the manner of a sink) and then turn it off. The physical sensations of doing this are greatly enhanced and I briefly contemplate that real life is not this “close” in the sense of touch but do not become lucid again. Once again I catch myself having turned the faucet on in the semi-dark room. I again turn it off just as the water starts spilling over the top of the printer a bit. It then sits there still full, like a full sink, and I am contemplating when it could be used again. I then finally notice that the printer is plugged in, so I remove the cord from the printer itself, which is higher up on the front instead of the back area (this is likely because the back of my desk in reality is open to the path into the room as if it was the “front”). I then go to tell my wife about the event, planning on asking her to help with getting the water out of the printer by using cups, though this does not seem feasible. I do not think turning it upside-down would be a good idea, though.

There is another false awakening, this one more intense, but ending up as some sort of parody of people who preach about the end of the world. Having heard about the supposed approaching “end of the world” in virtually endless scenarios since I was very young, any emotional impact or credibility has dissolved. I am watching a set of four smaller televisions in a column in an extended part of a doorway. Each television has the same show but with slightly different timing (this is based on a real-life event of years ago, where I was changing channels and noticed the same religious show on two different channels but one about a minute ahead of the other and I played around, sometimes getting unintentionally funny phrases with each switch over).

There is a chubby preacher ranting before a live audience, loudly asking “What if the world ends tomorrow?” and he keeps repeating this for a short time with a terrified look on his face. I notice red flashing lights and other people crying out including a few from the choir on the stage. It almost seems possible that the world could end tomorrow but I do not feel afraid. However, he then shouts “What if the world ends the day after tomorrow?” with an even more terrified visage. This does not seem to make much sense as that would be one day later and less to worry about for a short time. However, he keeps going on like this, with his emotional anticipation illogically inverted, going into more and more preposterous and loud unrestrained queries such as “What if the world ends the day after the day after the day after three weeks from tomorrow?” seeming more and more alarmed each time, the longer the potential “doomsday” is from then - completely senseless. The audience keeps gasping and crying out to everything he says. I stand there in disbelief until my dream fades with a strong and clear attitude that it does not even matter if and when the world ends - why keep theorizing as such? This last false awakening seems vaguely influenced by the last scenes from “The Blob” (1988 version) - seen the evening before - where the traumatized preacher is shown as having the power to “end the world” from a piece of the life-form he has in a container.

Notes Dream Semilucid
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I attempted a WILD, but gave up since I was too tired. I went to sleep and had this semilucid dream:
I began by doing something I don't remember (Woke up late, no time to write) When I asked myself: Am I dreaming?
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I was no longer lucid, and was in front of a frameless computer monitor. The full screen was taken up by Jacksepticeye, with the exception of a Facebook chat menu in the bottom right corner with a black box where the chatbox should be. I feel that I want to leave the page to watch some of season 2 of "The Legend of Korra", and in my mind I see a FM of an episode of it; this was an episode generated by my mind in a previous dream. Before I can do this, a video of a teenage girl (about 15) appears in the black box. She and Jacksepticeye are talking with a conversation I cannot recall, before the box goes black again and Jack seems extremely overly-happy, exclaiming that the chat is "so fun" and the people on it are "really nice". 2 identical kids, about 12 or 13, appear in the box. Jack suddenly exclaims "Let me sing a little diddy i know from the year'of 15 of 8 9. At this point, I get up out of my seat, but still try to listen to the "diddy" (which is more of a sort of classical love song) when I suddenly think: wasn't I dreaming?

I wake up.

*It was lengthy, non lucid recurring dream. Only the first part with playing games and presence of my classmates is new.*

I was playing Baldur's Gate on my PC, but I get bored after a while and turned it off. Then my friend appeared, and wanted to see the mod for Half-Life I'm working on. First, I looked at textures first, and they were quite good. Next I turned the mod on. I saw everything from the mods hero point of view, and felt everything he felt. I started underwater, and swam up to the surface. It was cold and dark. I got out in some kind of lab, the alarm was turned on. I went to the corridor, turned around and frightened escaped from zombie. I ran until I found myself at the edge of enormous pit, filled with water. Without hesitation I jumped in, diving into water. I turned the game off, and looked into the level editor. I saw lots of errors. I thought that I'll finish the mod later.
I turned the PC off and went through the door. I found myself in some kind of research facility. One of its rooms was placed in the outer space. I saw a man opening the gate to the space, and women in the astronaut suit. She was afraid to go out there, so I tried to push her inside. For a while I was her. I was afraid of going into the void. I felt that the siut is slightly bigger, I was really slim. I went back to my perspective. I wasn't forcing her to go there anymore. I stepped back, but the void started to suck her inside. I tried to help her a few times, and I made it. The man closed the gate, while another one wanted to go into the space. He was wearing the astronaut suit, and went outside. Next I saw a woman, who is working in the labs. Tall, slim brunette with slightly dark carnation. She entered her room, and showed me a sign to come with her. Suddenly I felt that I love her. I went inside. There were lots of laboratory equipment. She called also another man, and I escaped, feeling that she will dump me for another. I was running away from that room, and chosen the doors to warehouse. I saw a few classmates there, but didn't wanted to talk with anyone. I wandered the warehouse area for a while, then one of them wanted to talk with me. She was a little higher than me, brunette with dark carnation. I know her a bit in reality. I ran towards the stairs again, and went through the doors.
Suddenly I found myself at the rooftop in some kind of city. It was late afternoon. Everything was dusty, like there was lots of air pollution. I couldn't smell anything. Everything i saw was a little distorted, and had a film grain like in old movie. There was a man with a rifle on the nearby rooftop. He was wearing dark green t-shirt, and jeans. His hair were dark brown. Two more men joined him. One was a policeman. The police officer took the rifle, but he couldn't resist and shot. Another policeman from the city shouted at him, he was mad. Suddenly, the bullet ricochet and hit the policeman in the torso, but nothing happened to him. All of them went somewhere, out of my sight. I grabbed the cables to slide to another rooftops. I felt the heat, my hands hurt. Eventually I found myself on the road. Whole city was empty. Then I found myself in my room, lying in bed. I changed the TV channel, and saw some kind of a movie for childs. Without any additional thought, I changed the channel again. But before I could see anything, the dream ended.