Psychonautica
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Am a little bumb'd the last couple of nights after what seemed such good progress, the lack of vividness and length is the most disappointing part, becoming lucid I am in no hurry to get the hang of.

I can not help but wonder if it may be supplement/drug related, I do not recall exactly but I know before the last couple of nights I had used ZMA (Zinc, Magnesium, B6 sup) a little again for the first time in months but not the last couple of days, so I will take that again maybe an hour before bed again tonight and see how we go. Could also be that the use of codeine and ibuprofen is detrimental here, I use it sometimes for TMJ issues which I did the last couple of days. Also I was tapering down my melatonin use the last week or so, took it down to about 0.6mg but the last two nights upped it back to 1.25mg thinking this would actually help my dreaming; will leave that for the time being and see how the ZMA goes and keep off the pain killer.

Surprisingly even though my dreams lacked vividness and length the last couple of nights I found that even though on awakening my recall was not great, details would come to me about an hour later and I seem to have good recall for the whole day.

Last night I remember being in this room and was in like this reality tv contest with an old friend, was like a survivor crossed with big brother or something and it was who could last the longest in this one room, the first prize was $330,000 and I remember the host saying the last person who won lasted 70 days which felt to me like nothing and no problem. The first night was pretty much like the first night in minecraft, we are scrambling to stack all these square blocks in the corned of the room to build a fort for protection from these rabid lego block goats which were out to get us in the night. Remember feeling that my friend is the biggest threat to me winning the show but was relieved to realise he had family in the outside world which he could not stay away from for too long; also remember weighing up how long it would be worth staying based on the prize money and income per annum

Then the dream moved into a public gardens setting, seemed the premise for the show was sort of still there, since I felt confined to the grounds but people had build different shops and I noticed off to the right there was a sports bar made of lego which I tried to enter up these free standing stairs but as I did the whole lego railing came off and I am holding the whole section worried I have broken it, but the owner of the bar appears and says no problem, we should be able to just stick it back on.

Seems to have been a quick transition into becoming lucid, only several days after finding this site, but thinking about it today maybe it is not a surprise and that this site has simply helped me reawaken what has already been there, I am starting to remember today that when I was much younger being lucid all the time, or at least on many occasions in the past trying to be lucid. Coming here and all the information available seems to have just throw a lot into place, anyway to the dreams.

First what I recall is being in this type of courtyard area, possibly on the steps of this old style church, but this outside area is actually like a place for practising doctors about to start work, for some reason they are starting around 10am as well which sort of made me feel comfortable (probably because I do not like getting up early), remember my own doctor being there and I was telling her how nice it must be to have this routine (I lack day to day routine). Now I am walking into a room of people who are waiting to see the doctors, unbeknownst to me I have scrambled through this crowd and accidentally bumped into several people who I have upset. This one girl is quite upset, crying and I go over to apologise, explaining it was an accident, that I had no idea what happened and then we are sitting holding hands, she is becoming more relaxed. I remember being a little self conscious that we were holding hands, like some people would see and snicker but I overcame this and became quite relaxed with it and with her. As I became more relaxed with her, holding hands, talking, we kind of made an intimate connection and the people around us became aware of this as if we would be a couple in 5 minutes. While this is happening I am taking more notice and interest in her sister who is sitting next to her who is more attractive, much more confident looking and who I was really desiring but sort of confined to accepting the girl who I am already attached to. Weird thing here is we are now talking and she is asking me about eating elephant meat, hinting at how good it is and that I should try some, I regress saying this is an endangered species but maybe it is ok to try, or for the local people of the area to use the meat from an elephant which has been recently poached. Then the girl seems to become emotionally aggressive, her face warps into this tight warped grey alien mess which leans into my own face, I feel a bit overwhelmed, fragment ends.

Now I am outside in the street in a nice business/commercial district, in front of a nice office building when I hear my RC meowing, an old companion who passed several years ago which makes me aware that I am dreaming. I find this very comforting and a lovely moment, I pick her up to say hello and have a pat for a while before moving up along the street. Now that I know I am dreaming I guess I do something very predictable and trying to fly but to no avail, I get up off the ground a couple of meters but meet too much resistance and come back to earth, guess it is something that will just take more time? Then I am back to walking along the street, run into this nice mother type figure, I am a bit nervous of this stranger but realise I am dreaming and that there is nothing to be nervous about, she is very accommodating, lovely and goes off to her car to leave where I see her two children, ask if they are hers, which they are and I mention how that is very nice. I continue on up the street and come to the end of the block where there is a pedestrian crossing with many people coming across and past me when I see three people who I use to go to school with, the always acting tough type, one I share a glance with who totally disregards me and another I end up brushing up against which turns into confrontation. Of course I am aware that I am dreaming still so this does not bother me, expecting to give this guy a major beat down but again am met with resistance, can not overcome him and fragment ends.

Now I am sitting at this table in this lovely high end home with three other people who are like of the highest importance in the MMA world, the only one I recognise is Dana White and we are all dining out on this beautiful meal, we are especially impressed with this lovely crisp roast turkey. Then I leave the room into another where there is like this kiddies table where less important people are sitting around eating, one who happens to be GSP (lol), I kind of feel slightly sorry for them. Now I am in another room sitting at this long thin table, like one at a school camp or something and across from me is Joe Rogan and I am asking him how he is getting on with his lucid dreaming, we seem to have a nice friend chat. Now the room turns into like a bedroom of like this 7 foot really athletic basketball guy, I realise this fantastic property is his and he is this incredibly athletic and skilled guy but he is depressed and upset because he is dying of cancer. Outside there is his mattress, propped up in the air, for some reason it is out there getting clean or to keep it perfectly clean, bacteria free, pure and unspoilt I guess but it starts raining. So several people then, including his wife are out there trying to cover it up to protect it but all his wife can manage to do is put this too small sheet over it which does very little and he is disgusted by this, thinks his wife is basically pathetic and useless. Now we are back in his bedroom and he is starting to pretty much lose it, like meth psychosis crazy, I see him running around and then grab some washing powder which he is eating/drinking which is making him more insane. Thankfully I am aware I am dreaming because when he stands in front of me, about to go at me I channel power through my hands to subdue him and bring him down.

I do recall another couple of dreams but I was not lucid in those, plus no way I can keep writing like this; think maybe I am overdoing the detail?