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I'm outdoors on a lush, green landscape. It's like a park that is being gradually infiltrated by warehouses, factories, barns, and public buildings.

Everything is very vivid. The light has a strange, beautiful quality, as if the light itself is full of possibility.

I know that I'm dreaming.

In the middle of the landscape is what might be a children's playground or what's left of an industrial plant. It's hard to tell, but I swing on a horizontal bar like an athlete, having fun.

I drop down to the ground, thinking that I was supposed to do something the next time I was lucid, but I can't remember what it was. I don't want to waste the entire dream trying to remember, so I decide to fly. Predictible, yes, but a great feeling and not only is it less effort than ever with more control, but I also feel no anxiety as I rush up into the air.

Ahead, there is a green hill with a tunnel going into it. Now there is some anxiety, as I wonder it was going to come out of the entrance.

A large bus/short train comes speeding out and I jump high into the air to avoid it. It is yellow and reminiscent of a child's drawing of a bus/train. It has passengers.

Then I recall that I was thinking about meditating in a lucid dream, which I've done once before and had a great experience.

I close my eyes and I feel that I'm inside a tower. Opening my eyes intermittently, I see the translucent skeleton of the building's internal framework.

Eyes closed, I rise up through the tower, hovering up what feels like about 40 floors. Hovering in the middle of this semi-visible building, I enter a deep meditation.

I feel myself in bed, lying beneath the covers.

I feel myself standing in the dream.

I feel myself hovering in the middle of the building.

I am the building too. I'm the structure, the beams and frames, stretching up and surrounding myself.

When I hear footsteps, I open my eyes and my friend is quietly entering a kitchen in a fluffy white dressing gown.

"I'm just making myself a drink," she says. "I can't sleep. You want one?"

"No," I say and close my eyes.

I stay in the dream, lucid, deeply meditating and just experiencing the various states at once for what feels like a few minutes, until my 'in bed' state feels very uncomfortable - I feel like all my weight is on one arm - and I wake myself up enough to turn over.

I got semi lucid upon realizing that the place where I live is not the same at all ,in fact , it may have been a whole different place.

It was night. I was walking through train road tracks ot the other side where my home was, but things were different. On the other side was some sort of castle , villa , i dont remember, and a fence, after the fence was lots of trees so i could barely see the building from the trees.

The train tracks were going into the light which was a city I guess. Behind me was the suburbs.
As I walked through I saw suddenly that someone was following me , it was some guy, but I couldnt see any details because we were in the shadow of a train, and the lamps didnt work around the train tracks...

I tried to fight it with a big object i was carrying which was kinda light weight. I pushed the guy but I woke up in that moment out of fright...

Sleep: About 7.5 hours. This seems to be optimal for me. It's generally harder for me to fall asleep when I'm getting enough rest every night. BUT, this is a good thing. Because of this, my brain is significantly more awake once I do fall asleep, and therefore my dreams are more vivid and memorable.

Also, I think my brain is hard-wired to keep me up late. Like, ideally my body seems to want to go to sleep at around 12:30-1 AM and wake up at around 8:15 or so. I feel the most refreshed in the morning this way. However, this doesn't generally tend to work with modern-day American society, so I will have to see. Maybe I can adjust accordingly, to the friendlier schedule of sleeping from like 11:00 PM to 6:30 AM, and it will have the same effect. I will make some plans this weekend hopefully and try and figure that out.

DREAMS
Dream 1: I was talking with my brother and some other people, in the family room of my parents' house. There was a Slowpoke (the Pokemon) just chilling on our bench, so I guess Pokemon were real, too. Somebody sitting with us compared the Slowpoke to a really smart person who is just really lazy. I don't know if the Pokemon felt insulted by that or not. :O

Then, outside in our backyard, an insane amount of rocks started flying around in the air, and I think the room started shifting too. We all freaked out, but I woke up before anything disastrous happened!

Dream 2: I think I had a false awakening. Didn't trigger lucidity though. I thought that I had woken up extremely late, and now I was super far behind with my schoolwork.

Dream 3: Warning: this one gets a little bit PG-13. I was on some sort of train. I believe that the train was magical in some way, but I'm not entirely sure. Anyway, I talked to two separate women while I was on the train. I remember one of them was this nice blond-haired lady, maybe in her 30s-40s. She wanted to talk to me and do some sort of study or experiment, which required me to, um, take off my shorts. I can't remember what the, er, study was, but I remember removing my shorts that I was wearing and sitting around chatting with her in my underwear and T-shirt. I think I liked that a little bit too much. ._____________.

It was weird also since we were in a crowded train. I bet if I hadn't woken up, I would've become lucid in this one.

The exact same thing happened with the other lady. I don't remember what she looked like though.

Dreams are so weird. Especially when they're non-lucid. Like...dang. :O

I'm off today, but chose not to WILD. I just wanted to sleep in, which I never get to do, working 6 days a week and WILDing on the days off.

I had a bunch of dreams. Recalling this last one.

I'm in a futuristic train station, in US. The train looks like old steam engine trains. Black, but much shorter, with shorter engine and wagons.

I get on, and I'm talking to 3-4 ladies. They say they live out in the country, where it quiet, everything is green and peaceful. I ask them if it's worth it because of the long commute. They say, it only takes them 2 min to get home, since trains now are very fast.

I realize I'm on a wrong train. Decide to get off on the next station and catch a train going back. But the stop comes on too fast and I don't get off. That was the last stop in US, and next one we make, just a minute later, is in Japan.

I get off, but everything is moving so much faster, I miss getting on my train. I hop on as it starts to move, and I hang on the handle from the outside. I finally manage to open the door and get inside. The conductor is not very happy with me.

Date of Dream: THU 22 DEC - 2016



Thought I'd show you what a nightmare is like... No one to save you from the person that is actually trying to kill you! Now this is not just someone bashing you up... This is large-scale violence and gore! That's nightmares for you.


Dream No. 77 - All Fear With No Saviour
Nightmare!

It started off normally, I was apparently working at Review for the second time in dream history and what was interesting was that during this scene, there was a flashback to that first time. So in this place, the conditions were similar to that of normal employment in waking life. What was different though was the badges we were wearing. Appearently there were three badges of different sizes, some of them weirdly shaped, that we had to wear. I can't remember anymore of what happened in that scene.

So then the dream skipped to some strange looking train station and the atmosphere just wasn't right. This is where the dream progresses into a nightmare. There is some stranger woman of whom I know nothing about but she approaches me, yelling her head at me for some supposed crime I had done... But I didn't know anything of what I may have done. I don't think I did anything. Still, she insisted that she was going to call the police. After a long time defending myself, she made a deal... We had to exchange names. That's when I started running but still she calls out her name, Johanna. I didn't call out my name at all because I couldn't trust her, I just kept running.

Not long after, she was out of sight and I wasn't going to have anything to do with her ever again. Apparently the gates to the train tracks had open but only stupidly when the train took off... Not when it was standing there. This group of people were bound to run after it and I found out that the speed needed to catch the train was somethng like 2 seconds. So I was at the back of the group and at times, I felt like I was falling behind. Then the group actually detoured off the tracks and went down some strange looking alley ways.

It wasn't long in this detour that I lost sight of the group and so I had to go my own way. It seemed as though the further I got down these alley ways, they would become darker and messier. Then it was at the darkest and messiest point that I had a personal encounter with a toll. This encounter I had was with my deceased grandfather and his face was slightly scarred, with a menacing look pasted onto it. I was on the top of this small concrete balcony while he was at the bottom of it, amidist all the rubble, revealing a dark room in the background... Almost like the appearance of underneath a house. So he was climing the concrete stairs leading up to the balcony and as he would come up, I'd push him down as he looked like he wanted to get me. He did this two more times and I pushed him down two more times, with each push being harder. Then at the fourth attempt, he didn't come back up but he wasn't finished with me either. He brought out this extremely long hack saw and was directing it towards me. As it got close enough, I woke up from fright.

I was in my city, around two third of my dream I was not lucid. It began at home ,then at a point I found myself on a train ,traveling in my city towards the centre of city,
Then suddenly I realized that I am on a train and stop quickly, people are sitting around me but they didnt see me, no one was looking at me.
Then I start to have doubts, why am I on a train? Wheres mom( )? Where are we going ? Soon I found mom. Then the train stopped in my city, near the place i was living , between two lines of apartments, the ground was covered in grass, even the train tracks. It was beautiful , there was trees too.
Then I got off the train, mom didnt seem to mind, and started to analyze the place because at this point I started to think that this may be in fact a dream.
I looked around, and everything seemed to be in place, or so I thought, because nothing was, the street was similar to the city irl but there was some heavy differences, but my dream memory meshed in with the real life memory, and perceived the places real, I even remembered the little chairs i found between two apartment , and that i used those to measure distance between the two buildings, but that was actually from a dream, where I was measuring the distance between those apartments , so when i will be in dream, i will realize that i dream because of the differences between the real life and dream place(little did I know taht i was in a dream here) .
So I thinked, that yes , I may be in reality, but I dont remember how or why i got here, and so I stayed suspicious. I also felt that dream feeling, I feel no pain or any remotely bad feeling, the temperature is ideal(it never is ) everything is too comfy. Decided to do a reality check ,but with telekinesis, found a little trashcan and raised it up. And so I knew that I am in a dream. It was really vivid.
I started to walk on the city, thinking of what should I do, then the idea came : meet with the dream guide. But I also reminded myself of not to get carried away with superpowers and such because that may result in the end of the dream.(I'm a rookie , even if i do this for years at this point , but I've never had a lucid dream more than a few short minutes or one where i had good control )
I walked around on the street and then, I suddenly found myself on the main square of the district.
Now the weather was still fine , but there was clouds, and the sky was a weird kind of greyish blue ,the sun has already set . I continued walking, and say " where are you , dream guide? I've been searching for you for ages ,yet nothing happened" .
Then a suspicious looking old man came, 40's style, he was a bit fat, had a khaki trenchcoat , hat ,and a brown\beige suit, and some other beige clothes. He didnt talk to me but went the same direction as I.
At this point I wake up because of pain in my back from lying too much on the same side.


I've realized that in dreams you have a 'dream memory' too ,and you can remember non lucid dreams you had in dreams. Or at least, I can.

Bed 8:45 pm

DREAM 1 10 pm

I'm looking at the skies with some others, trying to see the meteorites someone mentioned. First there are only stars, but then we see a meteorite and it's flying at us. It zooms over our heads, we quickly turn around and see it fall near by, making a big fireball on impact. I ran there to collect some meteorites. We were in US, but meteor fell in Canada.

But I start to see more fires in the neighborhood. I stop in front of a house that has corner of the yard and the front lawn on fire because of broken gas pipes. I start yelling fireeee in my native language. Then I realize we are in Canada, so I start yelling in english.

Little later after the event, people start lining up and joining militia. There are several groups and none have good weapons. And when I got back home, I had a new cat that was abandoned in Canada and it looks exactly the same as one I have now. They were twins.

DREAM 2 at 3 am

I'm buying a ticket for a train going to Budapest. I notice one of the T's advisors has a ticket to same booth as I do. When I board, I get to my compartment and there is a suitcase and clothes all over the place. I put my stuff neatly on one seat/sofa. I notice the cables to the internet and other media are brand new and tools and pieces of cables are all over.

In another part of a train, I have a seat number 4, but there is no TV in front of it, so I sit/lay in another seat. Some of my former classmates are there too. We are talking about how long this train ride is, why do we get to Budapest at 11 pm.

In another compartment, we put down pillows and blankets in front of our numbers to prepare for bed.


EDIT
I was just watching TV and a car with bicycle attached to the back of it came on. That reminded me of this dream from last night:

I'm riding my bike up the long hill, from the old theater to the city square where buses used to be. I look back and a guy is running up the hill. I think maybe he is running after me and I better keep an eye on him. As I think that, it really looks like he is running after me and when we reach the top, he is almost at my bike. I turn around with the bike and I wonder how come, since the momentum is taking me forward but now the bike is sideways and even backwards, how is it gonna hurt when I fall down. I yell at him to scare him away and at the same time I am whooshed in the air, spinning and turning still on the bike. Weird sensation of motion and not understanding how is it possible. Feels like transition motion, but I don't know it during the dream.

I am at a train-station.
There is snow so appears to be like wintertime, but in a weird way I know I am in a warm country where winter with snow never happen. It is a dry and warm country in reality, the winter is meaningful in some way. There is someone with me, constantly behind my back and following. Its a friend.
The country is a foreign place for me, a country far away, and we are both taking pictures with our cameras.
I have noticed that mine has a very long lens on it, and I can zoom in very far. Its an interesting function, it takes some time for me to adjust and focus the camera. But at some point I succeed.
I walk around in the train station and take photo after photo. Some are meaningless and not beautiful or interesting in any way. But every now and then I am surprised by how well a photo has turned out.
I walk to another platform, where a train has arrived. People walk out of the train and there is a lot of hustling and bustling, people everywhere. Again I take a lot of photo's.
The now empty train is soon going to a new place, so new people are going towards it to step inside and make their journey.
People come form all corners and they even walk on the train track. It appears to be a country where a lot of people with dark hair live. I am not sure which country.
I take a picture of how they walk towards and enter the train.
When I look at the screen of the camera, I am utterly amazed by the beauty of the picture. Some people, people that are on the move, appear like a blur. Others are clear and colorful. I cannot explain what it looked like, it seemed a very balanced out picture.
A flow of beautiful people leaving, on a journey. For some reason it has a significance that I do not fully grasp.

Cant sleep. Slept from 10pm - 2:20 am. Tossed and turned after I checked out the forum for a bit. Then I figured I could WILD, but wasn't sleepy. Saw a beautiful meteorite though. Got up and here I am.

DR
I'm at the train station with others. Have something to do in official capacity. Not sure what, something about papers and waiting for a train.

I am on a train through the Arctic. At some point the driver tries to crash the train, but fails. I spend some time at the pole, and I am offered a last tour. I refuse, but I quickly regret that.

At Frankie's,
Fragments,

Fish coming out of the plants around me as I walk they seem to be coming from anywhere I look - they are alive ...it's a bit weird ~ I want to run but I realise I am dreaming! I stop and allow the fish to land on my hand one by one as if effortlessly manifesting from thin air. I look at them closely - they are mostly black and flat but alive.

"I am dreaming" breath and slow down ✨
I ask my friend what this means what it symbolises - He said it means I must take these abundant fish everywhere I go, give and share them with everyone -" like a gift "I thought and this made me happy - but then he explained that by giving everyone the fish they would then be connected back here to him and that was important. I felt deep inside that there was something not right about this this ...controle ...I wanted to think nice thoughts about it and in giving the fish generously " how nice etc" 🌈but I just couldn't 😬I felt it was a bit of a con and wander if I should be involved in this giving of fish so that this control I could be had...I am puzzled and saddened as I wake.

We are in a big complex - G has a major role to play I seem to be of value and am doing my best yet I am keeping myself in the back ground. I become aware there are some teachings on - being given- I feel I should be there ...but wander why I am not...I see there are some who realy want to go and I could easily go but I am not...I am told its on Tatagatagarba. I finally go in, late, and slip into a seat anf put headphones on. It's wonderfully loud music and I love it - I start dancing and moving around with delight - people think I am a little mad.
I am jumping around on a mooving train I can't find G and shout if anyone saw him...no ...the train is picking up speed going passed the platform now ...I can't be sure G is on the train ...shall I jump off and wait or stay on....I stay on...the train is moving too fast - I am away and hope G is with me🌺

Non-lucid – Notes – lucid – Interpretation

“Imprinting a tiger”

In the dusk I find myself walking into a garden. Et is elongated and narrow and towards the end there is a house. I look to my right into the hedge. At the grass I see a female duck and below her chest a small duckling that soon meets my eye. As we lock our eyes together the duckling starts a trip out into the uncut grass towards where I am now sat down. Behind it follows it’s mother, trying to establish contact with little luck as it seems the duckling has already imprinted me as its mother.

I feel both excited and ashamed. I feel guilty for robbing the duck of the chance to bond with its off spring, but also excited and joyful of my own bonding with the creature. I look down at its little beak and let it push its body against my knees and one of my hands. Then I look up at its mother and try and stroke its chest. It lets me, but with an air of calculative anticipation and scepticism, which makes me apprehensive, if persistent.

I then look down again at the duckling. I don’t recognise the absurdity that the creature has now transformed into a miniature Tiger of maybe 10-12 cm in length and is crawling about on my right thigh. When I look up at the mother duck again to explain that I am deeply sorry that I have stolen her chance to bond with her infant.

When I look up mother duck is now wearing glasses and a pearl necklace, and quite frankly it would be impossible to describe if she looks more like a duck than a human. She explains “That is OK I had a clutch 3 months ago.” and frankly she sounds relieved.

“Travelling in trains with Liv”

Fragment:

I am standing on a lengthy and wide platform on a train station. It is morning and the lighting foretells of a sunny day, which has yet to breach the foggy clouds above and around. It seems like late spring or summer. I am standing with Liv and we are going somewhere. The conversation we are having is about finding the right train.

There is more to the dream, though I recall nothing but this fragment.

“Getting to the shore, 4 metal objects in the water”

Fragment:

I am on the water. The sun is bright and the ocean water which I am on is very bright and lightly blue. Up ahead I see a beach, a wide and almost white sandy beach. I think my Dad is there with me and he asks:

“Do you remember us being here?”

I look up towards the right and in the distance gaze upon a little island around 50-100 metres from the shore. As the foliage behind the beach the island is covered in lustrous trees and other greenery. I remember this place, I have indeed been here before.

(In writing this I recall a dream of way back, perhaps detailed somewhere within this journal. I am in Holstebro, where we throw our family reunions, and as I walk down the forest pathway that in waking life take you to the river in the dream it takes me to a cove. From this cove I rush across the open water to an Island, which is the one I see in this dream.)

I jump out in to the water and submerge myself. Light penetrates the surface and everything looks very bright, if blurry beneath. I loose four metal objects I have in my pocket and for a moment worry if I still have my phone in my pocket. I check that it is empty and then sweep the sand below and pull up the objects, where one of them is a key. Then I head for the beach.

End of dream/recall

I was on a train, and the train doors randomly opened and closed. I lost valuables. M is causing it.

I am on a street. It is dark. There are only black crows. I realise the sun and planets had been banished. They discover I am on the planet's side and I am thrown into a dungeon with them. The sun tells me he was discovered as a 'planet' during a solar eclipse.

I thought I might post an old dream I just remembered.
I am on a train to the South Pole. Lots of people I know are there. I feel this happy feeling of independence, freedom, and euphoria put together. It is so wonderful I cannot describe it anymore. It only appears in dreams. Eventually we reach a city at the South Pole. I have a best friend in the dream who is always with me. A wizard trains me spells and I remark 'This is like a lucid dream but real' to myself. Soon an earthquake happens and people are jumping off balconies due to fires and dying. I do what I can but I must leave. My companion, the wizard and I do lots of quests, but eventually my friend is killed. I feel horrible. I wake up.

I have to search for certain artifacts in a fantasy world. Eventually I have to get an artifact by going through a giant spider web guarded by a white spider. I run away from it so much that the dream loses its plot and turns in to a dream about getting on trams and trains.