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Night. I was in a hut. I think it's a pre-lightbulb era. Everything's so dark, and the color theme is the kind of yellow that candles put out at night. I was talking to my sister outside. There's someone inside the hut/house, cooking. Not sure if male or female.

We went inside the house.

(There's another story here, but I forgot it coz I wasn't able to write the keywords.)

Night. I was in our house in our hometown. The gate is locked but can be opened by other keys. We had to guard it carefully and change the lock.


Notes:

- Slept around 5 p.m.
- VERY tired after parkour training
- WOke up around 9:36 p.m.

I was on my college campus with S. We had to get across campus in [some short amount of time] to get to class. I was telling S we should hurry up and run but he said that it didn't matter because he was friends with the professor and he could borrow his car.

We got in his car, a red suburban and S started driving like a madman. He drove into a lake in the middle of campus (not there IWL) and crossed it. At one point the car went completely underwater and I told him that doing this was not a good idea because he could flood the engine.

When we got out of the water on the other side, we were in a natural area and everything had gotten wet. The inside of the car had filled about a foot of water and we had to open the doors to let it all out.

We tried to dry it out with a hair drier but S said that he had gotten the car water damaged and didn't have enough money to pay back his professor, and he had to turn to thievery.

"So I'm starting a thief crew. They're going to be called the blue shadows. Will you join?"

"Only if you let me get in really good shape first. I want to be able to outrun the cops."

"What if we were able to join the [some group]?"

"I think they only allow in very special members with special powers or something. But they are a really good thief group and there are hundreds of them. And their record is flawless..."

I became semi lucid and started to fly above the natural area. The sky was all of these pretty colors, oranges, reds and purples and there were two suns.

-WBTB-

I was in my college dorm. This somehow connected back to the last dream. There were these big spiders walking randomly around the room carrying all of our soap and toiletries. I thought about just mushing them and taking our stuff. But I decided to look them up first.

I saw on Youtube that they were a part of some advertising campaign by a soap company that says if your soap cant kill this spider, then it can't kill germs either. So they unleashed these trained spiders in people's rooms who didn't use their soap.

I then saw something in the related videos. It was Dawn, he had uploaded a video. I clicked on it to see what it was about.

It was Vlog and he was talking about lucid dreaming or something. He was sitting in this blue painted room with a window on the right hand side, and he was talking about lucid dreaming. .

I remember he was wearing a tye-dye shirt and Manei's headband. His voice sounded like a receejones87 video. I can't remember exactly what he was talking about, I think it was WILD.

The thing that I remember the most though was his video's view counter:

Views: 13 Million Zillion

The dream carried on into some sort of arcade setting, but I have no recollection of what happened there. I think it had something to do with some kind of virtual reality Minecraft. I think Dawn was still there.

Morning of March 29, 2015. Sunday.



I am walking up a very long and steep flight of stairs (both by my choice and my seeming simultaneous creation of it by way of non-lucid dream control). Others, including a wealthy old lady, are ahead of me. This flight of steps is so steep and high, I get a strong impression that I will not be able to go down them comfortably. (This is mainly due to the fact that I am facing the solid structure of the stairs as I am ascending them but when walking down the steps, I will be facing open space, which might cause me to feel ungrounded.)

I decide that instead of using the stairs on my way out after I do whatever it is that I have to do, I will teleport from the second floor of the building down to ground level (though this never occurs by the end of my dream).

I notice that, as I am climbing the stairs, the building I am in is like a huge cathedral. Eventually, I find myself in a large L-shaped area that has numerous bookshelves along all walls. Apparently, it is a book sale, displaying both new and old and worn secondhand books. My wife Zsuzsanna eventually appears and looks over different sections.

A young Japanese male seems to be responsible for most of the book sale, regardless of how large an area it seems to be in (at least one city block). At first, I talk to him about the books in broken Japanese but eventually I decide to implement a translator where I can speak English and it will automatically be translated into Japanese. This translator even forms a holographic matrix around my head to display the correct lip positions for each word and syllable, so that it also looks correct. It is as if I am actually speaking Japanese to anyone watching me. My translator works both ways. I hear the Japanese male speaking English even though I know he is speaking Japanese. His voice is loud and clear.

I look over a set of small but thick softcover books on a low shelf that seem to be in a series and are mainly about mythical monsters, though one has a triceratops on the cover. At first, I notice only book number four, but eventually find all of them and decide to buy them. I carry them around with me to another section closer to where Zsuzsanna is.

I pick up a large hardcover book from a top shelf and notice that the writing is very small and sideways on some pages, which seems to relate to statistics, old census reports, or other government records. I see that the front covers (though not the back covers) are missing from most of the books in this particular section including the one I am holding, which is also damaged in that the spine is at a slanted angle. Even though most of these books are in English, it seems that they may have been printed in Japan. I do get a lot of various information from the young male but cannot remember all the details, as there are a lot of different books I look at and talk about.

I find a large book in the area where Zsuzsanna is looking around. It seems to be someone’s dream journal in the form of a novel. It is about a man and his wife and young daughter traveling over an isolated desert region in a station wagon. I read one entry about a drive over a particular stretch of hard, cracked ground and what was seen, the dream journal being from the perspective of the male, who is the driver. I decide to get that one as well.

Eventually, Zsuzsanna and I are ready to leave. She has a large canvas carry bag full of books. Mine is smaller than a backpack. In order for us to pay, the young Japanese male has to put on a blindfold and determine the price by weight alone as he stands near the section we stopped at. I do not question this. The total cost is fifty dollars. As I go to pay, I see that there is about two hundred dollars in fifties and a few twenties in my wallet. For the third time in this dream, I implement an idea that seems to prove that a part of me knows I am making my dream. Even though I have enough money to pay for the books, I mentally create an additional fifty dollar note on the other side of the twenties.

From here, my dream fades. However, as it does, I begin to notice additional bills of odd amounts, such as a thirty-four dollar bill, a seventy-dollar bill, and several other fictional values.

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School - fragment

I was in school. It was during one of the lessons. Every student in school had to take their stuff from lockers, as school would sell them. I took a jacket and shoes from it, and said quietly I'm going to lock it, and take the key with me!

Then a man appeared and told me Oh, don't forget about leaving the key near the entrance! He probably haven't heard what I said. I went outside and met with other classmates. We sat down on the stairs. Nobody knew if we have anymore lessons, so we waited.

Burning people

I was in home. It was during midnight. With mother we went outside. We had a visitors, an Ukrainian family. We locked them in a building sperate to our home, and ignited it. I didn't knew about them so I asked Why are we burning it down? Mother replied Because there are Ukrainians inside, and a cat too! We watched as people burnt to ashes. I asked myself Shouldn't I get a trauma after watching people burn? After a while of looking at the ashes I concluded Nope, I'm fine.

Truck driver and zombies

I saw a fortified, sealed compund. It was full of zombies, the world was close to apocalypse.

I was a truck driver. I drove through some tunnels, thinking each time how my truck would fit in. I drove inside one of the tunnels. It was weird, there were lots of pillars in the middle of the road. I couldn't maneuver through it.

Enraged I went on a rampage, breaking everything with my truck. Suddenly I broke down the fortifications of the zombie compund, setting them free. I drove away, breaking some cars and other objects, laughing from people escaping from rotting menace. Suddenly my truck broke.

I was running, escaping from zombies.

1. I was walking down a bus ramp with 2 friends; Pat and Alex. The sky was dark and filled with thunderstorm clouds and it was raining quite heavily. As we walked down the ramp I encountered my old friend Ronald. "Holy crap Cory, you're getting swole" he tells me. "You think so?" I ask. I then look down at my arms particularly and I am wearing white t-shirt with green stripes and the sleeves are rolled up on it. I have noticed many times that I actually am gaining alot of muscle and size whenever I look in the mirror in waking life, now I felt validated.
Me, Pat, and Alex continued to walk down the bus ramp. Once the bus ramp ended we walked through the parking lot and went into my car. As we all got in I started up my car and put on the windshield wipers as well as my headlights, and backed out of my parking spot. After that I started driving through the parking lot. As I did so I saw two colossal elegant looking birds. Looking at them I realized how unique they looked, and I knew that I have never seen something like them. The only animal I could identify them with was a white goose, but even compared to a white goose they looked alot different. These birds had big round eyes and a big head too, but they looked so beautiful.
It then occurred to me that I should do a reality check, but then Pat cut in, "Dude, there's a dog watching them" he says. Sure enough, not too far to the right of where the birds were standing, was a small dog. It had white fur with brown fur patches on random spots on it. As I saw this dog I remember feeling sorry for the birds because I knew the dog might attack them and ruin their gracefulness.

2. I was sitting in a chair in front of a computer in a dark room and the lights were off. The only light in the room was the light originating from the bright computer screen. As I am looking at the computer screen, someone opens the door and walks in. It is a girl with curly hair. She is wearing a pink t-shirt, short booty shorts, and a pair of black converse tenni-shoes. She walks over to me and sits in the chair to my left. Immediately she starts getting very sexual. "I want you to fuck me" she says. Wow, I wasn't expecting that. "Ok, I'll fuck you in the ass" I tell her. "No, I don't want it up the ass" she replies. "Ok, then I just grab your ass while fucking your pussy" I say.
It wasn't a very sexually tense conversation as you can tell. Suddenly she starts freaking out about how she doesn't want it up the butt and now she doesn't want to have sex at all. She gets out of her seat and starts walking around the room in a frantic state. She starts breathing heavy and says, "No, no! I don't want to have sex anymore!". At this point I have been saying "Ok, ok, we don't have to have sex" for many times, but she seems to not care. Suddenly a bald African American man with a tight shirt on walks in through the doorway. The girl keeps repeating herself after the man hears her the first time he looks at me sternly and says, "If she doesn't want to have sex, don't make her have sex!".
I stay sitting in my seat as the man goes up to the girl and tries talking to her to comfort her. Now the girl is crying and still freaking out. I get up out of my seat and leave the room. Right outside of the room I leave, it opens up into a theater. Here the lights are on and there are many rows of recliner seats that can each fit two people. At the end of this room, there is a big t.v movie theater screen that literally takes up half of the whole wall. There are a few people in this room along with me. I sit down in one of the recliners on the left side of this room and chill. To my left, there is a brown bookshelf that has many items in it. I look at the items in this bookshelf and "remember" that these items were old things that I used to have and play with as a small child.
Suddenly, a guy with black hair that looked to be in his 20's comes up and sits down next to me and starts talking to me. He tells me about the items.

This was the last dream of about four this morning, the latter three all having been attempts at WILD but only this one really worked.

I find myself looking up at what looks like my blue duvet. I decide to imagine that I'm in the ocean and it is the surface of the water, and I jump/maybe sort of swim up towards it. It keeps moving upwards too - I am tiny compared to it - but finally my head hits it. I can't burst through like I'm trying to, so I put my finger up and write an 'L'. It leaves a shadowy 'L' behind, which I realise it wouldn't do in waking life, so I realise for sure that it's a dream.

I'm quite sure that I'm 'still' driving up the road with my parents and older brother and maybe my grandfather, riding on the top of a blue(?) car. In one or both of my earlier dreams I had been here at some point, so now it is almost continuing on from there. Dad is talking about someone and something that happened to them to do with a truck, 'cause they're a truck driver. Dad wants to send some money in to the truck company, or he wants to go and be a truckie too. Mum's reaction isn't what he was expecting or hoping for from her, so he says "This is Ken Muffay we're talking about." Apparently he means a guy named Ken he really does know, but whose last name is slightly different. Mum is still telling Dad he doesn't have to do that, but Dad wants to. I tell Mum, "Just let him do it. He wants to."

We pull up at a place like the bus stop up that road, but it doesn't occur to me now that that's where it is, because it looks different. I say to Mum, "It's just a dream, it's okay," and maybe tell her to 'calm down', because she's still trying to tell Dad not to do it, and possibly getting slightly worked up or annoyed. I hop off the top of this car and onto the lower bit of ground, which is down a small bank from where the car is parked. I don't know what I want to do, but there is an empty square tissue box, it seems, on the ground in front of me (I've turned around and am facing in the direction of the car), so I get the idea to climb inside it and jump around in it. It must either have been big to begin with or I shrunk on my way to it, but by the time I've put half of my body in there - well, I fit. But I'm not small enough yet, so I concentrate on shrinking my legs down, and then I think I just have to imagine the feeling of myself shrinking inside this box/it growing around me and suddenly I'm little and fit inside. It occurs to me that jumping won't make the box jump, and I won't be able to move anywhere in this box. All of a sudden I'm looking at the again-normal-sized box from beside it, and I'm big, and I'm feeling bored about it and just not wanting to do it anymore.

I leave that, walking up to the 'bank' where the car had parked earlier, but instead of the dusty ground there's some sort of inflatable track going around, and my brother is up on some part of it up on my right, and there are little plastic handle things to climb up with. I try climbing up using them. I am thinking of a particular person I want to make appear, but then I decide, no, I won't 'summon' them, I'll walk into another room and find them. The inflatable thing has a slope up to a non-inflatable door, and I can see the sky and a cloud pretty much just through the door, as though it's on the wall, and this cloud is orangey-pink and small and round in a swirl. I decide I'm going to climb/jump/crawl/however through that cloud and see where it takes me. I fly up onto the track - I guess I either climbed/jumped/fell off earlier or I never managed to get on - and climb up the slopey bit, hoping the cloud will still be there. It is, but at a different angle, so I can look directly into it and already see the world that it leads to. I put my arms and head through the 'cloud' and wriggle the rest of my body through.

This place is also like a playground. I liked the whole wriggling-through-a-portal thing so much that I pick up one of those foldable tunnel things off the ground, except this one's probably only big enough for a cat or small dog - actually, about the same size as the cloud portal. It is pink/pinkish purple. I say to myself, "I will jump through this and it will take me to a house that looks.... no... It will take me to... yeah, to [my school]." For some reason I want to go somewhere else to do this, so I go to a part of the, yes, also inflatable playground, the beginning of the track, which leads up, and I think it would be a bit fun. This is grey with some black netting in places.

I walk/run excitedly up to the inflatable playground. On my way up the little slope at the beginning, before you turn left and go up to REALLY begin the adventure, I notice that there is a rather big mirror on the wall I am running towards. I'm grinning and run up to it and say "you look BEAUTIFUL," and I look mostly normal except I have dark around my eyes, and my eyes are bigger or closer together or something, and also my hair is twirlier/curlier than normal. I'm wearing my grey top and blue jeans. Then I notice that my eyebrows look weird: above my right eyebrow is the first part of another eyebrow (?), and at first I'm not sure which one is the real one, and then I realise my eyebrows are really close together, with about half a centimetre between them. I'm still happy-looking as I remember an anyone dare (by blobularwindmil but I didn't remember who at the time, sorry ) to find a mirror and rearrange your facial features with your hands, so I try that, except I'm pulling at my own face instead of at the reflection, and I may start pulling my finger down the mirror but still nothing happens and then something I don't remember happens that makes me get really excited for half a second, like a brainwave of something to do or maybe something that happened in that scene, and the excitement, it seems, makes the dream start to fade, and I'm floating away from my body and soon I'm out of the scene, and I know that if I open my eyes I will be awake, and I do, and I am.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #266: Whoopy Cough

I’m gazing out the window of my kitchen at my back yard. The fence is oddly low, and I see a young girl walking by with her dog. I’m astonished to see that the girl has the head of a blue hippo stuffed animal. When I mentally reality check in response to this, I realize that I must be dreaming.

I turn away from the window and the scene gets a little unstable, breaking into three rectangular pieces that seem to move independently and slide past one another. I relax and take it slow, rubbing my hands together, walking calmly around, talking out loud, and finally licking each hand.

The scene feels reasonably stable, but my vision is almost entirely faded out now. I imagine that I have a big pair of glasses covering my vision and take them off. (The glasses look just like a set of Oculus Rift virtual reality goggles.) Immediately, my vision is crystal clear and I have a completely realistic view of my kitchen!

Wife is standing in the den near my desk. “Hey!” I say to her. “I was having trouble for a second, but we’re in my lucid dream right now!”

She looks around a bit, saying something like, “Is that what this is?”

“I was thinking I’d either take you for a fly or…” I say.

“Yoooouuuuuuuuu…” Wife interrupts, pointing her finger at me dramatically, “want sex!”

“Or, right, that was my other idea.”

Spoiler for Somewhat strange, rather racy part:

We walk over to the couch, and now she’s wearing a negligee, which she quickly shrugs off as she lays down on the couch. She looks amazing! I'm incredibly excited but as I approach, her lady parts produce a loud, unmistakable coughing sound.

“Did you... just cough from there?” I ask, shocked but still no less interested than before.

Wife looks behind her and to the right, as if she heard someone or something approaching. “Hurry, we haven’t got much time!” she says. Just before we get started, though...

...the dream ends.

No specified date exists for these fragments, meaning some are recent and others are months old.

I was in a valley, beautiful and bright outside. There were many DCs around doing nothing in particular, just standing around talking. I looked across the valley and there appeared to be a volcano erupting. There was no lava but I felt I had to protect the DCs. I immediately became lucid and I used my mind to prevent the pyroclastic flow from decimating the DCs. I don't remember being lucid throughout the dream for very long. I did not do any RCs, WILDs, or what have you. It was completely spontaneous.

In another fragment- I'm at my house and I'm sipping on some wine with my family, I think. The wine is surprisingly bitter and has a sticky texture.

The third fragment- I'm with a group of people in my community group (?) and were having some beers. Earlier in the fragment I seem to be in some dorm-like building. There are other fragments but I can't really describe them any better than what I have here.

Method: WBTB after 4 hours of sleep, Dream Journal prior night’s dreams from voice recordings, mantras (written and spoken), then back in bed and meditate with imagery until I’m consciously awake with my body asleep. Once in the void, I started to do internal and external body energy transfer exercises. By this point in time it’s been about 1 ½ hours since I first woke for the WBTB routine. I could feel ‘the vibrations’, so I attempted an OBE exit, which worked, but I paused for too long beside my bed, and I was sucked back into my body. I was a bit disappointed with this, but it was still early in the night, and I knew there were some lucid dreams ahead of me, so I fell asleep. Time for fun!

In this first lucid dream I was holding my wife’s hand as she happily skipped along. We were in a long hallway inside somebody’s house. I couldn’t help but notice she was in her early 20’s looking very young and beautiful (she’s 48 in waking life and beautiful). This made me instantly lucid (DILD - Dream Induced Lucid Dream). I said to my wife, “Hop on my back and let’s go for a piggyback ride!”, and she happily did so. After a couple steps, I leapt into the air and we were now flying piggyback style! We flew through the living room, and then into another room where my wife said, “What’s going on here? We’re flying. How’s this possible?” I said, “We’re dreaming!”, and she replied, “Oh, okay!” I then flew back into the living room, and by this point I was flying horizontal, and she was holding on tight! The entire living room was full of my family members, and my nephew Kent said as he laughed, “That’s awesome!” Then unexpectedly, somebody grabbed my right pant leg, and I came to a complete stop and we stood up.

I spun around to see who stopped me from flying, and an older woman (my age) was standing there looking a bit guilty. I said to her, “Why did you stop us from flying?” She fumbled with words, and then I said, “Was something wrong with what we were doing?” She then said, “You should be keeping a lower profile.”, and I replied, “But we were just having fun. There’s nothing wrong with that!” Her face was turning a bit red with embarrassment and she turned and walked away. I grabbed my wife by the hand and we followed her for a couple of feet to where she had nowhere further to walk in the living room. I then asked her, “Who are you?” She said, “I’m a relative!”, so I asked, “A relative of mine or my wife’s?” She said, “Of your wife’s. I go back a long ways. I’m German, and there were three of us.” I said, “Well then, what’s your name?” She still wouldn’t tell me. I then had a false awakening, and I sat up in bed to voice record this lucid dream, but I saw a very pretty blonde woman standing in the darkness of my room (it wasn’t my bedroom, I was someplace else). She looked like she was glowing with soft white light, and she looked very much like the woman I recently saw in another lucid dream (black eyes, no whites, very slender, with Barbie doll perfect skin, and long blonde hair).

She didn’t seem to see me, so I stood up in the darkness, and said, “Hello?” She looked at me and said, ”Huh, who’s there?” and I said my name, “It’s me!”, and she said, “Oh, it’s you?” She seemed very shocked with this. She then morphed into woman with curly blonde hair with a more roundish face, and she now had glasses on. Her eyes also changed from being completely black to having irises with whites. I thought why did she morph, I liked her look? I realized I had my CPAP mask on, so I tore it off my face and threw it on the ground. I then floated towards her in standing position. She turned around and quickly ran out of the bedroom and down the hallway, and I followed closely behind. I just wanted to talk to her. She ran into a kitchen. All the lights were off in the house, but she was glowing white so there was some light around her. She stopped by the kitchen table and faced me. She distorted her mouth, and her teeth went all crooked and missing. I began to think that maybe she was scared of me. I floated up to her, and she grabbed a knife off the table and stuck it up to the handle into my stomach. I didn’t feel anything, except some slight pressure, but my feelings were hurt.  I guess I shouldn’t go floating behind somebody in a dark house (I must have been real freaky looking/acting). I then went into another false awakening except when I opened my eyes; I was in outer space travelling at high speed. I forced myself awake, and I voice recorded these Lucid dreams.

In this third lucid dream I was standing outside my elementary school. There were a bunch of children and teenagers around me. I decided to head into the school and see what’s going on in the auditorium. As I was walking down the school hallway, a beautiful teenage girl with curly blonde hair, who I didn’t recognize, walked up beside me and put her arm around my waist. Boom, lucid! Another DILD! This kind of stuff just doesn’t happen when you’re old gnarly man like me (unless it’s your daughter). I put my arm around her should and drew her in close as we walked.
Me: “Who are you?”
Her: “I don’t know?”
Me: “Well perhaps you are somebody I know?”
Her: “Yes.”
Me: “Are you my daughter?”
Her: “Yes, yes I am!” She had a huge smile on her face! I still didn’t recognize her, but she had my daughter’s voice.
Me: “Okay then, you must prove it. What does daddy like to nibble.”
Here: Grinning and quietly she says, “Bellybuttons.”
Laugh, laugh, giggle, giggle! When my daughter was a child I use to say to her, “Where’s the button? I want to nibble on that button!” then I would chase her, as she frantically ran away screaming, until I caught her and kissed her button, then she would always giggle.

My daughter than said to me, “Dad, I want a glass of Coke.”, so we went to the Coke dispensing machine in the corner of the gym and I pushed the Coke button. Coke started pouring out of the nozzle, but there was no glass there, and it ran all over the floor. My daughter laughed, and said, “Dad, you have to put a glass in there first!” I could feel my lucidity failing, so I said, “Let’s walk around for a bit.”, but I then went into a false awakening, and I wanted to voice record my lucid dream with my daughter before I forgot the details, but then I realized I was dreaming because I was outside on the street with my coffee table in front of me. I forced myself awake, but I went into another false awakening, and then another one, and then finally I woke up for real and I voice recorded the lucid dream. I should have engaged the false awakenings and had more lucid fun with my daughter rather than trying to wake, but there’s always that risk of forgetting if you continue on for too long.

I was with Dennis and Daniel in a store. We met Kim and Gerda there, and so I thought it would be good practice to do a reality check, I think I did but I don't remember.

I and Big Time Rush were hanging out after another performance. When suddenly part of a building was blown up. People screamed and ran, we did too. More things were flung into the city, blowing up whatever they made contact with. Helicopters arrived, a man using a mega phone said it was to get Big Time Rush out of the city. I pushed through the crowd of people with them right behind me, somehow on the way I hurt my right leg and was limping. People were trying to climb the rope to get to the helicopter.

As rude as it was, I tugged them off. If this was for Big Time Rush it was for Big Time Rush, not anybody else. After all, why should they be here when Arlington is at war with us? (yes oddly enough two cities were at war with each other. XD)

Kendal told me to go first, I didn't question it. After all I was a member of Big Time Rush for who knows how long, like a day maybe? I started climbing but found myself stuck, I couldn't climb anymore my arms were too weak. I was told to hurry. I argued that I couldn't climb, that I had practically no muscle in my arms.

"Just hurry we have to get out of here."

I forgot who said that but I sighed and continued, progress was slow though since I couldn't exactly lift myself higher that much. I had a good grip on the rope though, so my strength really as the only thing getting in my way. Eventually I made it to the helicopter and climbed into the back, I sat in releif in the far corner of the back. (the back was hollow and had no chairs) I watched as James came next but he was badly hurt, I helped him in and hugged him, feeling responsible for him getting hurt.

He had become unconscious so I lay him on the floor and watched as the other guys climbed in one at a time and the helicopter flew off. We landed in an old neighborhood of mine where we met up with my Mom and sister. Mome told us we had to leave quickly, and they got into a white car that was tied to a white truck. I ended up driving the white truck, sorta anyway. I had to kick myself forward with my right leg like I was on a scooter or skateboard. It was extremely difficult with the weight. And the fact my leg hadn't yet healed. I asked her why she wasn't driving. But I forgot her response.

We traveled down a vacant highway with woddland on either side, well long feilds and woodland anyway. It took a while but we came to a large open parken light covered in dust and cracking as nature tried to destory. The large warehouse, about the size of Super Target stood without a sign, but even so I recognized this place. Either way I ran inside leaving the others outside for some reason.

Inside this thrift store (or was it antique?), it was familiar to me because I had been here in a past dream. How do I know? I recognized the arranging of the store even with most things backed away in boxes, though a familiar black cat figurine still sat on a shelf in front of a mirror and many other things. That also told me it was the same store. An elderly man and woman ran the store together. I asked them why if they were moving and they said with heavy hearts that they were. I frowned, disappointed.

But then they asked if I wanted tea and I said yeah. I followed them past the boxes and the shelf with the slim cat figurine on it and stopped in a large open area of the store. Once they disappeared behind a door, many versions of the Slender Man began to appear around me, one being a woman oddly.

I stared wide-eyed at them but then suddenly, the red leather book I held in in my hands swung open and a blast of light hit me. I cried out in either surprise or pain, because the next thing that happened was that the light made another version of me. A slender version of me appear, she had dark blackish hair like the darkish strands of my hair are. Her eyes had darkened but were still dull green, but her teeth were all straight and in order as well as sharp and deadly. She wore a long simple white dress that looked a lot like a night gown to me. As if she had been asleep? I mean yeah her hair was a mess and everything, but a nightgown?

For some reason I couldn't move from where I lay on the floor beneath her, you see half of here hadn't even appeared, just her waist up. After that it shows but fades the closer to the ground you get.

She spoke loudly, and to be honest I couldn't remember much of it. She spoke about the book I had and about the SLenders around us. I think she spoke about humans but I'm not quite sure. I do know is this was some sort of cult amongst the Slenders. I was freaking out, either by her words or just the fact a slender version of me had appeared. And the next thing that happened and her speech was done, I woke up with the elderly man and woman walking in. They ran to me, where I lay on floor, mostly out of it and trying to peice things together.

Oh don't you love how my dreams go smoothly from one dream to another? I do, it makes it seem like a story to me or something.
And as much as I recognized the store at the end, I didn't become lucid...the dream was vivid enough without me being lucid. And I in truth wouldn't want to end up being a part of that meeting. Slenderman may not scare me, but I do scare myself. (answer to that is because of a past nightmare) So a Slender version of me would be the last thing I'd like to meet in a dream.

I was inside a movie- actually I think it was a TV show like the walking dead this time around. I was the main protagonist of the show and it was supposed to be about a zombie apocalypse. There were also dream signs galore in this dream.

There was some aspect to the TV show where I, as the main character was allowed to do whatever I wanted, and the writers would change the scene to follow suit, so it was all my decisions and I could act as whatever character that I wanted.

In some sense, it was like partial lucidity. I knew that the entire story was pretend.

It started off with me being out in some remote location, out in the mountains. It was foggy and everything had this bluish tint to it. There was some kind of spiritual exchange meeting going on here where all of these people would come and meditate together and exchange spiritual items.

I remember speaking with some old woman shopkeeper who was selling crystals, bracelets, dream catchers, stuff like that. I asked her how much it was for this necklace with this bluish-green hexagon crystal from it on a gold mount. She said it was $40 (or some other rather reasonable price.)

I pulled out my wallet and paid her. She handed it over and I put it around my neck. She got a little confused saying that the necklace was for girls. I told her that I didn't care; I liked the look of it and walked off.

It was getting dark and I had to head back home. I started to head down a trail that led me into a field with some small shrubs. It was a rather wide trail. I think it was a road, in fact. It had the two treads as if people had driven cars down it.

I heard the sky start to rumble as if a thunderstorm was rolling in. I got the 'evil presence is coming' feeling and figured I should head back to the spiritual people meeting place. I ran back. At one point, lightning nearly struck me. I was afraid to go up on the mountain where there were no trees and I might get struck. I looked out of the edge of the forest at the ridge and saw that nobody was there. There was no way those people with all of those tables and tents could have cleared out that fast!

I started running back down into the valley, hoping to find a cave or fallen tree I could use to shelter from the storm. Rain began to fall and a gale-force wind picked up. Branches started to rip off of trees. The storm was really intense, and the dream faded out.

...

It was a few days later. I was in a city now, but the city had been decimated by the plauge/zombies. (I can't remember if the virus that was in the story was simply killing people or turning them into zombies.)

I remember seeing this black guy. He was the first human I had seen since the spiritual gathering on the mountain. He was wearing a mountain climbing outfit and had a backpack. It looked like he might have a lot of supplies to help survive the apocalypse. I tried to get his attention but he purposefully ignored me.

I walked up close to him. He pulled out a crowbar and attacked me. The two of us started fighting. He tried to hit me with a piece of broken window, but I broke it in his hand. I decided I would win this fight. He was bigger than me by a lot, but he had a big backpack on that was weighing him down and making him slow. That was my advantage.

I jumped into the air and kicked him in the stomach. I tried to talk to him, but he insisted on remaining a mute. I kicked him agian. We were fighting inside a half-destroyed bar now and he landed face first on the bar. I then axe kicked him in the head. This killed him or at least put him unconscious. I then started looting his backpack taking all of his food, his gun (he had a pistol) and his clothes.

...

The dream somehow cut to the space station. There were two scientists. (One male, one female.) The female scientist said that a sample of the virus had gotten on the station, but she contained it and was analyzing it in her computer.

The computer had this really cool graphic of the molecular structures at play and it showed a diagram of the pathogen in three dimensions.

"The virus stems from the eurithromycin strain, the same virus that we use to produce all of the worlds antibiotics, so we can't kill it with vaccination. However..."

She typed on the computer and began zooming in on the inside of the virus.

"The virus has triple helix DNA. My research shows that our experimental nanorobots, that were ineffective in combating other viruses, may be as much as six times more effective on this strain because they are better able to identify the triple helix DNA!"

The computer graphic showed the Nanorobots attacking the virus and killing it.

"I have ordered the space staton's nano-robot factory to produce as many robots as possible. I need to test them first to see what ones are the most effective, but when we are done-"

"We load them into the return vehicles and send them on suicide trajectories. They will burn up in the high atmosphere and distribute the nanorobots all over the planet, killing the virus and returning all of the people to normal!"

"Exactly. But just one problem. We'll be stranded here. The space program is closed. Too many people died and they won't be able to come up and get us."

...

"ALERT! VIRUS DETECTED! SPACE STATION SECTION 4 COMPRIMISED!"

The male and female scientist woke up. The viruses formed together in the air and made this flower shaped monster with tentacles. The nano-robots on the station all formed together into metal arms and started fighting with it. For some reason they started throwing plant pots at each other and dirt and broken ceramic bits were floating around the station. The male scientist closed off that module.

They said that they wouldn't be able to access the return vehicles if the giant virus won the fight and took over that module. The fight would take really long time because the virus and the nanobots would kill each other a few at a time.

I woke up. I did some autosuggestion notebook, but didn't really write anything meaningful. For some reason I was tired enough to want to not do autosuggestion, but not tired enough that it took me long enough to count to nearly 300 to get back to sleep.

-WBTB-

The second dream was really dry and had to do with a lot of family/personal issues. It dragged on for quite a while. Skip everything until the very end.

The dream ended when my dad was yelling at me and he elbowed my computer on 'accident' and the screen cracked. I started yelling at him and telling him he had to buy me a new one now. He then disappeared from the dream.

I became so frustrated with my family and decided that I was going for a walk to get some space. I started to put my shoes on when I realized that before our argument I was trying to WBTB and this fight must be a dream. I moved my leg to stand up, but moved my WL leg and woke myself up.

-WBTB-

There were four combat robots that had survived a massive war with an enemy army. The robots were controlled by a core computer in orbit, but since the core computer only had to control the four of them, they were really intelligent.

Before the battle even died down, they hid in a downed spaceship where they found some books. They were still getting used to their new intelligence. They found a science fiction book by Isacc Asimov and decided it would be a holy text. They were reading it out loud hoping that it would save them from the enemy team that had won the war.

For some reason I remember being one of the four robots at a point in the story where there were some enemy soliders just outside the spaceship. I was scared that there was going to be jump scare where they would come out and kill some of us.

The robots just sat in the downed spaceship and read books to kill time. (Because you know every spaceship should have a library on it.) They took an oath of nonviolence and disengaged their weapon systems. After awhile, they ran out of literature, but they discovered that they could order books through this teleporter system, but they could only order 10 books a week since the teleporter used a lot of power.

They decided to start reading hentai mangas because they wanted to become more human, and they wanted to understand what it was like to be human and to be attracted to someone. One of the robots was afraid it would corrupt them but he got outvoted by the other three.

I was watching an interview in a nun's convent, I think. The building was near the sea. We were in the water. There's a tidal wave coming. We had to hurry and escape, but only a few can escape in time. There was a woman (among many others) who told us to go, and then I saw her get submerged by the wave. For some reason, I knew she survived somehow. She has curly hair (not sure of length), dark skinned, skinny/toned.

I saw the walls of the convent facing the sea. It has uneven walls.

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Notes:

- Dreamt this early morning after waking up several times
- No alarm

I was looking at a hut. Generations of families lived there in isolation. The last one is a father and a son. They are fighters/hunters. Tribal type. They were summoned by the kingdom/king to fight. There's also something about having a daughter.

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Notes:

- March 27, 2015
- Was skimming Dune the night before

Time to start keeping my dream journal again. Other dreamers are starting to show up, and it would be nice to be able to remember them. Have a vague recollection of seeing one of my prodigal students in my dreams the past two nights, but can't recall anything about it. What a waste!

I consider this one semi lucid, since it involved obvious dream related themes. I just accepted it as being a little to real to be fully lucid.

Keeping Secrets
Sleep: OK
Sleep position: Unknown

I have power which manifests it's self visually in my dream as a sword. Other people, other dreamers, think they can take my power by stealing my sword, which is ridiculous. The sword is a phantom projection of a part of myself, which would be impossible to take from me, but that's not stopping these guys from trying. They are constantly coming after me, and I fight them off. On occasion they surprise me and actually do get my sword, but it's still me and I can still control it. I make it disappear, and they just come back to try again.

Starting to get annoyed, I decide to put an end to this once and for all, but how? It's not like I can destroy the sword to stop them from coming for it, it was never real in the first place. I turn to the first rule of dream control for the answer: Every thing requires your attention to exist. If I can't destroy the sword, I can destroy everyone who knows of it's existence. If nobody knows about it, then for all intents and purposes it doesn't exist for anyone other than me.

I was quite proud of how neat and tidy that solution was.

While there is nothing in there directly relating to the 12 Monkeys, I can still see that show's influence on this dream.