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Last wednesday I finally WILDed again.

2x4 GM and 3x300 Alpha GPC. Took it before morning nap.

Fell asleep and woke up disappointed. Went back to sleep. Was talking to someone, when I realized I could be asleep and decided to stand up. Walked into a dream.

It's been a while, so I grabbed first dude and had fun with him a few times. Then I decided to go for a flight. Looked up, saw some stars and started to fly towards them. Lost lucidity soon after.

Wow. 3 part dream last night. I fully woke up between then even used the restroom. Yet, the dream continued every time.

I have this recurring dream, in which I become aware of a presence in the house I'm in. Most of the time it's by door being held shut by an incredibly strong force, but I'm always able to open it. Or something else happens. It's always very scary.

So last night in a dream, I'm alone, asleep in my mom's bedroom. I see the door which is ajar, open a bit more, and the door handle to move back up a bit, as if it was let go by someone who pushed it down to open the door. I walk up but there is nobody. I'm scared, so I go downstairs to my aunts. As I knock on her door, I realize all I have on my is my tshirt and undies. I hear her husband giving her directions to not open the door if it's "that yellow guy from neighbors" and someone else. She finally lets me in and I ask her to sleep over until my parents return.
I woke up after part one, thought about the dream, then went back to sleep.

PART 2
I woke up from second part and I again thought about how weird it is that the dream continued. But when I got up in the morning, I couldn't remember the second part at all. I used the restroom and went back to sleep.

PART 3
I'm in a different house than in part one, but I recognize it as my parents house. By now, I am communicating with the presence. We must have started to communicate in the second part, which I don't remember. The lights start to dim and I ask the presence to keep them on until we decide to turn them off. He complies.

I think we start to talk when someone hears a sound. Asks what is that, and we hear a voice. Male voice is talking about not being happy about some trees being cut in the small forest across the street. We tell him we are sorry about that as well, but they dried out and died, so they had to be cut. He is satisfied with our answer.

I always walk into another room when I want to talk to him. I ask "Are you still here?" And a young male voice answers "yes. why do you keep asking, I'm only gonna be here for 15-20 more days." I'm a bit apprehensive about taking to him, because I'm not sure why is he there, what's his intent and if he is good or bad. His clear voice surprises me.

I wonder how will my dreams about this be from now on. Because now I'm kinda thinking that it's not a bad thing. It just is.

This was about a week ago. Very nice, long, detailed dream, with lots of background info in the dream.

I'm on a quiet street on a hill, in an old, established neighborhood with small houses and lots of trees and greens. Someone is suppose to be driving me to or from there, but there is a delay. I'm suddenly overcome with memories and realization, that the house I'm looking at, is the first house I have lived in after arriving to this country. I know the street name, I recognize the backyard with some small wooden platform serving as a patio. I recognize the tall trees around it. I know that the staircase leading from the front door is a curvy one, going down into the house. I don't want to visit the room I used to live in, because a ghost lives there. As I'm looking around, I'm remembering more and more details. After I wake up, I know this was all a false memory.

We go down the hill to the coast. Shore is a bit rocky, but there are a lot of people playing in the ocean. A small inflatable boat overturns and we wait for people to swim up, but they never show up. I'm scared to jump in the water, which is kinda choppy. But everybody stepped back, so I dive in. I want to swim under the water to the people under the overturned boat, but I surface and swim like that instead. I yell at a passing by canoe to stop and help, but they don't. I fully expect to just flip the boat upside down and see the people there in the air pocket. But my dream ends soon after I get a good feeling from saving them, but before I actually get to them. I know they are safe.

I just arrived to Iceland airport. On the global map, I feel like I'm between Europe and Greenland.

I have a bit of time before my plane leaves, so I ask around, how to get outside. I have seen some beautiful nature pictures on some brochures and I want to see that. I see people walking with luggage, so I follow them, while keep asking about getting outside. Suddenly we are out, when it turns out that the path to another airport gate leads through outdoors. I say "see, exactly like this outside". As I look around at fresh show on the ground. Everything is white and beautiful, as we walk on a path in show, with trees lining the pathway. It's sunny and beautiful.

I come to a wooden path over a small brook forming a small lake. I look at it and I'm overcome with joy. So incredibly happy, that I see beautiful nature just like in the brochure. Almost as happy as when I realize in a dream that I'm dreaming or flying.

Somewhere there I also find a gift shop.

Not much of a recall lately. Got me a new bottle of Galantamine, excited to make time and WILD soon.

This was maybe 4 days ago...

Apocalyptic world, people sick from some epidemic. I remember getting out to the street and telling others, we should have picked up some baseball bats and other weapons in the walmart we just walked through.

I somehow get to a one story house. I'm their "help". Nobody is there, only me and ozzy. I'm fetching some soda for him from the fridge, then he wants to have sex with me. Remind me of The Handmaids Tale I watched recently.

Was intense, kinda liked the feel of the dream.