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I did a quick WBTB coffee and had a super vivid dream. Even though I didn't get lucid, it was still really fun.

I am playing some sort of board game that requires you to enter various DOS commands in order to carry out certain actions on an old computer. I am play with an older group that includes my parent and others who are pretty computer illiterate. I decide to somehow convert everything to a Windows platform so that it will be easier for them. I get lost staring at an icon and the screen zooms in, pixelates, then whites out.

I am ice skating someplace and I notice the ice is getting slushy and melting. Then Carrie Underwood comes along to give me some pointers, but Daniel Tosh replaced my skates with a child's version. Somehow it makes my legs to where I can't striaghten them out. I feel like my movement and skate abilities has been severely reduced. Carrie is trying to get started and I can't find my other skates so I just do the best I can do. The ice rink is now my living room and I see Tosh outside my window just as he places a webcam to the glass and sneaks away. I'm really annoyed, but I let it go for now. I skate around and feel like a child as Carrie lifts me up under my arms and helps me skate. It's embarrassing, but hey, I get to be up close and personal with her. I'm so girl celebrity crazy in my dreams lately. The ice starts melted and we begin skating on hardwood. It's not working too well so we decide to stop. My mother-in-law is standing to the side with arms crossed. She seems upset she didn't get her turn. I take the skates off and go outside to retrieve the webcam. I make a fist at the lens and act mad but I'm just joking. I'm actually a good sport about it and thank him for letting me be on the show. I'm sure it will be super funny whatever he does with it. As I come back in the house, I see the computer I was working on earlier on a cart on the porch. I feel like I am missing something (lucidity!), but I decide I'll think on it later. I see Carrie still waiting around so I go over to talk to her. I wake up.

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This seems to be a good example of what my lucidity looks like when my LD practices derail. After this sporadic and seemingly short LD (unless I forgot parts of it and dwindling recall is to blame), I had an 11 day dry spell which is unusual for me this far into my practice. Such dry spells only seem to pop up every so many months…maybe 4-6 months?

Thu, 12 Mar 2015:
Chance to get lucid as I slept in the before my dental appointment to 8:25am
1030pm? 1230=quick btw 4am wbtb(5.5h) At my #uncleT 's house I go into his room several times to use the #bathroom and the last two times I notice I can hear their phone calls via the speaker phone #answeringMachine in his in-room office suite through some double doors. Some thought about what area codes may be included in a metro calling plan but they all seem to be my local area IWL not his.
Had recall at 12:30 but didn't want to record and only spent very minor brain energy to try to mentally store before realizing I may wake too much. Can't remember at moment.
Something with a #black lady that doesn't trust the Chicago? #police. I forget to tell her the train option for getting between two cities and I see a #map with train system between those two cities in a big wide u shape. A scene then plays out that we seem to be watching at my uncles house TV in crowded family room couch where a black man is being tracked by the police and he grabs a #hostage at a busy train station or airport before a #crowd surrounds him and several have #guns. One guy carefully points his #gun at him at close range and #shoots him. Gasps all around.#hostage #vigilante


Holding #baby #singing hush little baby. also watching #kids they run outside to the neighbors to get into mischief and I go inside the house to let the mother know that they ran off
*Leaving #work with some #coworkers and we're talking about some #controversy about a cell #phone or two that was issued to some people for my work including D(the hilarious guy) "you know they may still be using it to do something with the phone calls" something about cutting into phone calls. we are going to my house for some reason and the guy that does <snip> is there and I'm guessing he's inspecting what I have set up here and we all go into the same house. "might be messy" and at some point I realize I'm dreaming perhaps through the "if I were dreaming I would" mental process and I pick up one of the female coworkers and float her to the top of the two story vaulted ceiling and back down to the floor. There are a lot of #kids here and a sexy lady and I <2nd base sexual interaction> at some point I lose lucidity probably doubting whether or not I should be so sexual and more kids are arriving and I think there's too many kids maybe someone can take them to the park while we're here but one of them ladies that brings the kids says she's been to the neighbors next door and they have a lot of board games so start to go with her to knock on the neighbors door but it seems like she turns too early into my #garage and wouldn't you know coming out of my garage is my #Mom saying that she has to go somewhere and I'm happy to see her she has short blonde hair and then I realize she's not supposed to be here oh yes I'm dreaming I forgot I give her a big hug to enjoy the moment since I don't see her very often then shortly after I wake up. No.295

WBTB method: Read Dreamviews dream journals, verbal and written Mantras, dream incubation using digital photos, meditation, body energy transfer work (both internal and external), then a couple of different tactile visualizations while in the void (consciously awake with body asleep).

Two hours later I found myself in a lucid dream, walking in my upstairs hallway, and then I got too excited and end up back in the void (consciously awake with body asleep). Quite often I get ‘the vibrations’ right after an LD, so I sat up in bed, and OBE exited. It was totally dark in my bedroom, and I couldn’t see a thing, so I fumbled around trying to find the door knob. Finally I found the door knob, opened the door, and walked out, but then the door pushed into my back. I turned around to go back into my room to see who was pushing my door closed, but I couldn’t push the door open, because somebody was holding it closed on the other side. I got too excited again and ended up back in the void. I thought to myself, “Darn, I blew it, I won’t be able to visit with my daughter tonight.”

I knew I only had about an hour left before my dang alarm clock went off, and I reluctantly decided to give it one more try. I usually don’t have much luck when I’m down to the last hour, because I usually fall consciously asleep and dream. I did tactile visualization again, where I was dropping coins from my right hand into to my left, and then passing them back to my right and repeating. I did this for about 10 minutes, and then I entered a lucid dream without losing consciousness. It was pretty cool. Suddenly a room appeared around me and I sat up in bed, and found myself standing in a hotel room with the front door open. It was a sunny summer day! There were lots of people outside, walking around on the street, and construction workers everywhere. They were building a bunch of new homes across the street. I walked outside, jumped over the porch railing, and landed nicely in the front yard of the hotel. A construction worker with a thick black beard was staring at me. I then floated up into the air, and he looked at me with a shocked and bewildered expression. At this point I remembered my mantra to visit with my daughter, so I quickly floated back down to the ground.

I headed off down the street, “Calling for my daughter to come and visit with me, because I was lucid.” People were everywhere, and it seemed like a good safe place for my daughter. I’ve notice that when there are lots of people around, there’s less chance of meeting up with a delinquent dream figure. I continued calling her name until I reached the end of the street, which ended in a keyhole. Then I heard my daughter calling, “Dad!” I looked and saw two women quickly walking down the street towards me, and then I recognized my daughter! She came and gave me a big hug, and I told her I loved her. There was this beautiful, blonde, curly haired woman standing beside my daughter, so I said, “Who’s your friend?” My daughter said, “That’s Mila!” Mila was shy, and she had her head down. I said, “You’re very cute! You look a lot like my daughter. You two could be sisters!” I gave her a hug, and she grinned a bit, and my daughter said, “Dad! Jeez.” I smiled at my daughter, but then I went back into the void.

I was consciously awake with my body asleep, and I thought to myself, “Should I continue on and risk forgetting this wonderful experience, or should I wake up and voice record the lucid dream?” I decided to continue on, because how could I possibly forget a lucid visit with my daughter? A short time later, ‘the vibrations’ started and I could feel myself floating around on my bed, so I sat up, and OBE exited. My room was black and I couldn’t see anything, so I fumbled for the door again, and then I started to count. Counting helps me stay focus and maintain the lucidity in an OBE. I was practically blind, so I started tearing at whatever was covering my face. I was thinking that maybe I was tearing my face off or that something really gross was happening. While I was tearing at my face I walked downstairs into the living room, where I finally tore off a big piece, and I was able to have a good look at it. Well holy smokes! It was a piece of white fabric! I continued tearing the fabric off my face as I walked through the dining room, kitchen, hallway, and finally back upstairs to my daughter’s bedroom. By the time I entered her bedroom I could clearly see, and her bedroom was nicely lit.

Her bedroom was incredibly vivid and clear, more so than the waking world. There were artistic sculptures everywhere, way different than anything I’ve seen in my life. There were many colors I didn’t recognize, and the sculptures were made of materials very foreign to me. I thought to myself, this would amaze the world if people could see this, but I really didn’t understand what I was looking at, and I’m really struggling trying to describe it, but it made me feel happy, like looking at a garden full of flowers, or viewing a scenic mountain range. Some of the sculptures had features resembling flowers, but I was really thrown by all the new and different colors. I started calling for my daughter to come, and she very quickly answered, “Dad, I’m here!”, as she walked in the bedroom door. She looked so beautiful and happy, and I gave her a hug and kiss. I was still very occupied with all that I was seeing in her bedroom, so we didn’t talk much. I then asked if she knew why I couldn’t see when I OBE exited, and what was covering my face, and she said she didn’t know. I walked over to her mirror to take a look at myself, to possibly figure it out, and I said, “Well at least this time I have pants on!” She laughed at what I said, and then things faded quickly and I was back in bed once again. I woke up feeling very much loved!

I guess I will try posting each night separately…see if it is more time consuming or useful.
Wed, 11 Mar 2015:
11pm? 4am wbtb (~5h) Much digging for dream recall and "train" from my dream sign checklist was the trigger that reminded me of dream where I mentioned to A (from team) where I live after seeing he is also in a newer home. "If you take the train before you get to R." "If I get there!" he says indicating he would likely never go to that place. I say it's also before C(city just over the hills)...seems my memory of geography is off - yes my city can come before those two cities but you would have to be going two different directions! "You see the new homes. None still being built but you can tell it's all one newer development." He drove me to his place in a nice sports car crossover type that makes me wonder if it is a car from England for some reason. He gets behind a slow car and speeds into the grassy shoulder on the left and around. Now at his home, he gives me a tour of his home, I see his bathtub, like modern fancy ones and when going back downstairs I see a man and a woman who appear to be a couple and one is his sibling... I think the woman. They are signing a real estate offer on a preprinted form with carbon copies. I wonder if they wonder if I took a peek at offer amount and address but they didn't seem concerned. Before this I was thinking about how PJ was disappointed in the way we lost by one point after tying it up (WL memory from that night showing up in the dream). I pass another game while heading home it seems and think a player is calling me to help their team. I need to get going but it seems I help get a piece of equipment but don't end up playing.

Feeling like I am back in bed, at some point I get a light feeling like I am moving slightly and I just enjoy it and try to do some motion-based entry into dream dancing and what not and probably already dreaming at some sleep stage. eventually images form and I am definitely in a dream but it is all very light and wispy. There is a wispy dream figure standing above me and to the left. In an attempt to bring myself more solidly into the dream, I take some swipes at "him" with much effort as if my hand is made of dream clouds. I also later get an image of a sleeping me, a close up of my face and later a woman undressing, unzipping her dress from a front zipper. Hot! Memory gap and then (maybe starting to wake into and in-between states) I hear the house alarm set by my wife as normal while at the same time feeling what seems like my wife rubbing my back and then holding me tight. I am a little confused here if it is HH or if she came back upstairs but I settle on HH or SP and try to use it but I think I woke myself up too much. I do get back to sleep and when the alarm goes off I am groggy as if in a deep sleep cycle the same as yesterday morning. we did have the time change recently which I seem to be adjusting to quite well by going to bed earlier but not as early last night because of my game. No.294

I came across a mirror lying on the floor, remembered the TOTM and went lucid. The mirror's rather small for this - I take hold of the edges and pull it wide enough to stretch out on top of it. Initially, unusually, the mirror showed me my reflection - I focus on the background behind it, and it goes black. I briefly imagine stars in that blackness, but don't actually see them; that acts as a trigger, and I sink into the mirror as if it's liquid.

On the other side, I'm walking out of an apartment building into an alley. I have a thought that this is supposed to represent somewhere in Wyoming; but looking around at the buildings, the vending machines, this definitely looks like Japan. I wonder if that's just my mind filling in the setting with familiar memories, or if this is actually meant to be Japan; I keep walking, figuring it'll work itself out, and I had no particular goal here anyway.

I cut through a shopping area where people are eating, listening to them talk, no one saying anything particularly interesting to listen in on. I'm uncertain whether I'm visible to others; my initial impression had been that they couldn't see me, which is how I preferred it, but there do seem to be a few people here and there who notice.

Out of the shopping area and onto a main street, there are Christmas lights in the trees here. I cross the street and find the sidewalk's lined with little garden plots, blocked off by ropes - some kind of display, or some kind of competition maybe. One such plot holds a tree that fascinates me - it's white, not much taller than I am, gnarled, no leaves, and covered here and there in pale green moss with small blue flowers. Very beautiful.

Non-lucid
12:30-2:30PM nap
I'm with Mackenzie, in what I feel is her house, but isn't her house in the awake world. WE're going to have a movie watching party together, but we need to get everything set up first. She gestures me to come with her into the basement. I happily do so. "Grab that plastic bag, please, Alex" she points to it before picking something else up. I nod and pick up the large plastic bag, which seems to be filled with dodgeballs, but I don't look inside it. We walk back to the stairs to go back up when something fuzzy and tickly rubs me in my armpit, where I'm holding the plastic bag to me on my hip. I shudder and say "Mackenzie! Something touched me!" with my voice full of worry and fear.
"Don't worry! It's fine, you're fine, Alex." she smiles. I blow off the event as me having imagined something. We walk upstairs, but once we get through the door, my curiosity overcomes me and I look in the bag. There are indeed dodgeballs in there, what a huge hairy spider which seems to be covered in baby spiders! I shriek and drop the bag, spiders and dodgeballs running and rolling on the floor in every which way.
"Oh Alex..." Mackenzie sounds disappointed in me. "I'm sorry!" I tell her.
We both walk to the living room, where her father is sitting on the couch, waiting. I sprawl on the couch too, as Mackenzie puts in a movie, and then she joins us.
The scene changes.
I'm at a small restaurant with my mother. Aubrey Plaza, and Jeff H and his kids are sitting with us. It has a swimming pool out back. I'm texting Aubrey before our food gets here. Jeff's kids are behaving themselves, talking to each other, playing little games like patty cake and tic-tac-toe on the paper menus. It begins to rain very hard outside. The restaurant begins to flood! First it's ankle deep... then knee deep... then neck deep. Then, it floods almost to the very ceiling, where I'm now floating! There's still enough room for me to breathe, but nobody else seems to have noticed it. All of the tables and chairs are stuck firmly to the floor, and everybody is sitting and eating and talking. The waitress is walking around like nothing is happening. I swim down to everyone, holding my breath, and gesture to outside. Then the water level starts to slowly decrease. In no time I'm on the floor. Then, I'm outside, on a raft in the pool. It starts to flood again, but it isn't raining anymore. The pool's water increases and gets choppy. Soon the water gets very wild, and I hold onto the raft as hard as I can, but I'm quickly headed for the edge of the pool. I look behind me and a massive wave towers above me, putting me in its shadow. "No!" I yell, not wanting to be thrown into the water. "NO!" I yell again as the wave crashes, and the raft is pushed forcefully into the edge of the pool wall, but I go flying without it.
I flop in the water, then tumble on the ground as the water disappears, until I land in the parking lot, completely dry and bruised and tired. A family; a mother, a teenage boy and a teenage girl are getting into their minivan. I hop in too, believing I'm invisible and magical. We drive for a while, nobody paying my any attention because I'm invisible, until we get to the theater. It's gotten dark outside now. I go "Woo!" and clap my hands together once to teleport myself. Nothing happens. Except, now the teenagers are looking at me. Oh. I'm not invisible. I was never invisible. "Mom, stop the car!" the teenage boy says. I'm now starting to panic and the moment she stops the car, I run out, and all of the rest join me to see what I'll do.
Another car stops nearby and a lady gets out and walks down, saying, "Now what's going on here?!"
I jump around, trying to fly away, but I can't. I give up quickly. The family gets in their car and drives away, as if they didn't want to be seen with me. The other lady, luckily, didn't see me doing that. I follow her to her car quietly, and get into her passenger side. She looks over at me and shrugs. "Will you take me back to that restaurant?" I ask "It's not very far." She nods, starts the car, and begins driving that way.
Then, I wake up.

Throughout the duration of my dream I was becoming Slenderman's proxy, or one of them at least. I only know this because that's what I was told in my dream.

At the beginning I was doing simple tasks, one being deliverng messages to who I beleived were his victims. Another proxy was there to help me, he wore a dark hoodie with the hood up of course, a black mask, jeans, and I think black sneakers. He was sorta supposed to help me, but he mostly just lead me to locations.

The message I delivered, I had oddly written on red tape...not sure why.

I think after that, me and the proxy appeared in a large dark room. We sat down in chairs side by side from each other. It felt like we were in a classroom, but I couldn't see any wall decorations or anything anywhere but students' desks. It was either a long abandoned room or I simply couldn't see.

After all everything was pretty much pitch black except for a circle of light around us that was arm's length in radius. The light was extremely dim, so distinguishing colors was hard, so through my point of view everthing was like an old timey black and white film.

After surveying my surroundings Slenderman appeared on the edge of the circle of light, this made the light flicker a bit but remain on. Now you may think I would be freaked out and high tail it out of there, but I didn't...I felt no fear. So I sat there and kept my eyes trained on his featurless face. For a moment nothing happened but then he lifted his arms as if to hug someone.

But that's when the light went out and we were left in complete darkness. Thankfully the light was only out for about three seconds and when it came on Slenderman was standing right beside my desk. He seemed a heck of a lot taller than when he was standing outside the circle. I shrank back but not in fear, at least I don't think so. I don't remember ever feeling afraid in this dream, but I was surprised.

Slenderman usually watches from afar when I have dreams of him. He never has been this close before.

I kept my eyes on his featureless face, from my point of view his skin looked a bit leathery while his pitch black suit seemed made of a very soft fabric it didn't look stiff like most suits did. Enough with the suit, as I stared into his face, I noticed his arms were on either side of me, but only out of the corner of my eyes. I couldn't take my eyes off his 'face'.
That is when I woke up. Right when Slenderman took me.

Upside is, I finally remembered a dream! For the past 3 or 4 days I haven't been able to.
Downside, I woke up with a headache. -_-

I woke up in an old hut. I went out of bed, and looked around. Everything was old. There were rusty pieces of metal scattered over the floor, the window was cracked. There was a table in the middle of the hut, a few chairs and cupboard. There was an AKS-74U rifle lying on the table.

I come closer, took the rifle and loaded it. There were also some grenades, so I strapped them to my belt. Then I went outside. The hut was placed in an abandoned village, in the middle of a wilderness. I felt somehow uneasy in that place, so I went to a small nearby hill. I took a map out of my pocket, and saw that I'm in the Zone around Chernobyl Power Plant, the one from S.T.A.L.K.E.R games.

I decided to move away from the strange village. When I entered the forest, I was attacked by a horde of bloodsuckers. I was running away, trying to shoot them down. Meanwhile some fleshes joined in, and I spot a controller in the distance.

I took a grenade which was strapped to my belt, and thrown it in the group of monsters. Some of them died in the explosion, the rest ran away. Suddenly, the controller that was walking in the distance decided to join the party. I readied my rifle, while he was preparing to launch a psionic attack.

I dreamt I was in a grassy field in New Zealand. I asked a man if I could sleep in some houses, then said I would sleep in the field. Then we were at a science college and I thought I was in the future and living in New Zealand to go to college. I asked the man if he knew of a martial arts school nearby, and I was carrying a black belt. I thought I was in the future so I assumed I already earned my black belt, but told him that in the time period I come from I only earned a green belt. He told me a guy named Mike runs the school. We left the college and a guy came to steal my phone and I gave it to him because I was afraid. Friends came and chased the theif and the guy who told me about Mike kicked him (apparently he did martial arts too) and I started to do a side kick, and doing a sidekick woke me up.

I'm not sure when I went to sleep, maybe 8:00 pm - 10:00 pm. I didn't have much trouble going to sleep this time. I woke up around 7:00 am - 7:30 am.

This was both a lucid dream and a non-lucid one.

I was at a school. All the people I used to know were there, and we all seemed to be on good terms. This is when I started feeling a little weird about it, I thought "I thought they all didn't like me?" But I didn't press it more until later. I was walking with one of them across the grass field in the PE area and then I ran up to other people. We went and sat down by a basketball court.

Then we were walking across the school parking lot and we were going to go somewhere. We were then in a car. It was the driver (who I couldn't see), someone I used to know in the middle, and then me in the passenger seat. They were talking and then I realized, "These people don't like me irl, and I haven't seen them in a long time." So I said "I'm asleep." I think because I was aware of how my DCs always try to convince me I'm awake that they didn't say that. The one in the middle said "Hm, do you think you're asleep?" And then I became certain, and I was VERY lucid. I was thinking and talking like I would irl. I was very very aware of things.

I asked the person next to me if they were my dream guide. Now, I am not sure if they actually were or if they were just a DC, but they either said yes or maybe, I don't remember.

The dream started to fade and I think I was about to wake up, I even felt my body laying in bed. But I kept saying (or thinking, I'm not sure) "I will NOT wake up, I will stay asleep, the dream will continue and I will remain lucid." The dream started to come back, and in a few seconds I was fully lucid again. The "dream guide" next to me was still there, except they were now in the driver's seat, and the other person was gone. I was in the passenger seat still, but I don't think there was a middle seat anymore.

They changed into a bird. I asked them to change into something else. They asked if I would prefer an owl. I said sure, go for it. So they turned into an owl.

The dream started to fade again, and I did what I did before, and the dream came back. I was now in the backseat, and the "dream guide" was still in the front driving. I think we talked some more, I'm not sure. Shortly after that, the dream changed and I wasn't lucid anymore. But the rest of the dream was very long.

I was walking to class and I had my schedule in my hand, I guess it was the first day. I couldn't understand it, and I didn't know where to go. I kept asking people I passed if they could help me. No one else could understand it, or maybe they just didn't know where the class was. I kept going through the school and came across a counselor in the middle of the hallway. It was like a part of the building was cut out, sort of. Like a help desk, almost. I asked the counselor if they could help me. They started saying something about how they were nice to even be talking to me, because they weren't my counselor, and so they weren't allowed to help me, or something. I noticed a large paper with a bunch of sketches of an artist I know irl on the wall behind the counselor. I was very surprised, and thought "They went to this school?!" They sketches were NSFW and some students who came up behind me were looking at them and said things like "Ew."

I left and kept going into random classrooms, hoping that I would come across mine. Students kept looking at me walk in and out, and I was a bit embarrassed. Eventually in one classroom I sat down next to someone I used to know. I asked if they could help me, and I handed them my schedule. They were smart, so I figured they would know. I then leaned over and whispered "A gross NSFW artist I know of went to this high school." They didn't hear me at first so I had to say it again.

I think the dream changed again. I was with my friend outside, at a playground, I think. There was a square of sand, and my friend thought there was something under it. She kept digging with her hands and something poked through. I pulled it, and it was a white plush of a cat or bear. I think I tossed it aside. The friend kept digging, and she found a dog. I think the dog was magic. We went into a big car of mine and the dog kept running out. The view was third-person here. We had to get out of the car and yell for the dog to come back, because it kept running into the street. I think it changed into a person, but changed back into a dog and came back into the car.

The dream changed, I think. I was on some bleachers or something, with a bunch of other people. I think someone there had us captured. The person standing up told my friend and someone else that they were to fight. Not a physical fight, but they had to win games. The person took two round, bouncy candies and threw them into the group of people. They had to catch them in their mouths. I think my friend lost, and they were to be put in a cage. I asked if I could escort and watch her. The person said yes. The friend changed to someone I used to know. We walked through a place with a lot of hallways and open areas and restaurant-type areas. We weren't looking for a cage now, but the friend had to be chained to something with a yellow light above it.

We were looking for it, and found it in a restaurant. It was crowded though, so I wanted to leave. The person was upset, but we left anyway. I don't remember much else, I might have woken up then.

All of the dreams today are mostly me in first person, with full completion, resulting in me waking up upon finishing the dream. Sentences in Italics are thoughts I have in dream, while sentence in brackets are thought outside of the dream.

1. The dream starts of with me wondering down a corridor within the inner campus of a university, where only staff excess is allowed. It resembles the corridors of a hospital, but it's colours are muted. Although I say it resembles a hospital, I know it is not, as I've been to other parts of this university in other dreams before. I don't see anyone around, although I do sense others in the immediate vicinity. I come across a strangely shaped fish tank almost immediately.

It had a odd elongated back wall with gouges of different size and depth. Water flowed gently across its surface, collecting in it's nooks. It looks like a waterfall, I think to myself.

Upon closer inspection, I realise there were shrimps in the tank- two to be precise.

One hung precariously on the edges of one of the gorge, fighting desperately to swim against the 'strong' currents with its small body. The other, with it slightly bigger size, was snuggled cozily in a hole befitting it's breadth. Perhaps it was their contrast, or the smaller shrimp's struggle, I do not know.

I become gripped with a sudden obsession, one that revolved around the tank and its tiny occupants.

I spend a few moments trying to help the smallest shrimp, only to cause it time and time again to be swept away by the water. Eventually I manage to balance it on my finger- I pause for a moment, realising that it was the first I've ever seen my hands in a dream, there being no need for my hands until now. I continue on once I took note of this peculiarity- and find a nook suiting its size.

Stuck in their nooks, they never meet, only seeing the walls of the tank for their entire lives. Such a large tank and small inhabitants. They must be lonely, I ponder.

I continue down the corridor in search of more fishes to place in the tank.

Round the corner, I see another tank with an odd array of creatures. Out of all the creature I only recognise the dory fish from Finding Nemo, although I do not know the name of it's species. All of them were suspended in air within the tank absent of water. Unmoving.

At this point in time, the dream becomes sort of a blur and jumps. I only know that I've made my choice in which to bring with me back to the first tank.

The dream fast forwards to the first tank filled full with water. The shrimps are now able to swim freely, and they have new companions. And that's when things go down hill. The two shrimps, upon meeting, enter a predator and prey relationship. Ending with the larger shrimp swimming off with the smaller shrimp in it's jaws.

While the other fishes that I had chosen, although previously in stasis, upon contact with the water, come to life and feast on one another. I'm slightly alarmed and distressed at the results.

My vision then becomes focused on the dory and one other creature. The dory is one of the first to be eaten, and only an empty outer shell is left behind, the inside entire sucked dry. While the other creature- a strange ugly brown, angular fish with it's face at the top of it's body and wide lips- remains still all this while.

Suddenly, it's face and jaws snap up just as the shell of the dory lands on it's face. It spit it out a second later when it realises it can't eat the empty shell.

Dream Jump

I become worried that the strange creature may starve to death, and take it out from the tank. It becomes a small turtle, smaller than the palm of my hand. I attempt to feed it a copy turtle, and salt. The shell of the original turtle folds and become the jaws of the ugly creature and consumes the copy.
The dream's story finishes and I wake up. (It's around 3-4am)

2. In this dream, my body is a man's and I am a mob boss. I get into a white limousine. My grandmother appears before me. I become confused, as I'm sure my grandmother passed away years ago, but I take it in stride, assuming it to be a conspiracy of some sort in my family. Shortly after, the limousine is fired at. We are showered with bullets, but miraculously I am unharmed, my grandmother however has been shot in her side.

My body becomes back to my original, and my dad and I hold my grandmother up and try to carry her to the nearest hospital. The dream ends with us not making it in time before my grandmother's heart stops beating, and turning into a inflated ballon in the shape of a person upon death. And I think No one has died in my dreams before before I wake up.

3. My brother and I are on a bus to Johor Bahru, Malaysia, from the Dreamworld singapore . It's a tight squeeze. The bus is slightly dim, but filled with a number of coloured mini monsters/ blobs. (They kinda remind me of something outta Spirited Away)

We travel for a time before one of my old acquaintance, Darren, board the bus. We exchange greetings, but something about him is off. His grin is slightly...disconcerting. I proceeded to stare out the window, observing the scenery. The scene outside is breath taking. The setting sun turns the sky a blazing blend of gold and red, going well with the rust red of the autumn trees outside. I try to capture the scene with my phone camera but fail as the bus moves on.

As more time passes, the seats surrounding me start morphing into part and items from my house's laundry room. (Since this was non-lucid I just went with the flow like it was normal lol ) I start hanging up the laundry. Among the laundry there, I find dead mashed up babies and other mashed up bloody meat in between folded clothes. My mother is beside me as I find them, and smiles, revealing two shape row of incisors. Mother did this, I note.

I continue hanging up the laundry, strangely calm about the fact that my in dream mother is a man eating monster.
What feels like hours pass, and I start to panic at the endless laundry and am nearly about to cry when I wake up.

4.I am in an indie game playing as a pink blob called bob. Everything is pixelized and the objective of the game is to look for my burger. I go through a series of tasks and eventually find my hidden burger. The dream then ends

In this dream my younger child was a girl (in reality he is a boy) and got kidnapped and killed. I remember in the dream wondering whether we should have another child not to replace this one but to provide a sibling for my older child again.

The previous night I had a nightmare about some chemical spill from a military base nearby.

I was close to my elementary school. I do not remember this part that well, but I became lucid and I started to fly, but in a weird way.. It could look like I got pulled up in the air with a leash around my waist. I flew to the elementary school, and walked around. It looked very different from what it does in waking life, it was like some of the building I went it to were minecraft on 2 walls and real walls on the others.
The minecraft walls were tall so I thought it would be fun to run up alon them. on the walls there were minecraft wood fences, which were impossible to get over.. So I got down into that room again.
I heard knocks or something, and I look over at an opening to another room. The knocks and the way that opening looked just told me that things was not good there. I walked away and then I heard it from a window. I walked over to the windows and saw 3 dream characters a man, boy and a girl. They played on music instruments while they just looked into the air with a natural face.
I tried to push myself through the wall, but I was not allowed to so I walked away from the windows and I noticed that there now were a mirror where the opening to the creepy room where. I stood in front of it and noticed that I did not have a relfection, and thus came my reflection from the same side I came from, and did the things I did just seconds ago, so it was delayed, which were fun but also weird to experience. My reflection started to get white eyes that started to glow, so I turned my back on it and moved on.
After I turned my back on it, I noticed that there were more mirrors and I got reminded of the TotM, so I thought "Oh yay! Now I can do the TotM" so I ran towards the mirror I was facing and jumped into it. There was no resistance, I went through like nothing was there.
The room I jumped in to were like a flipped version of the room I just came from, it was pink-ish (I can't explain how it looked but it makes me think of a sunset). There was a pile of kids toys on the floor including a mp5. I thought of another thing I had wanted to do for some time, and it was to use a portal gun (Portal video game). So all I expected was that it shooted portals, and it did. I shot it down on the ground and an orange portal appeared. I walked onto it, and nothing happened, so I randomly just shot up on the roof and then I woke up.

This was the lucid dream I had yesterday.

1. I was in my friend Patrick's house with Pat himself, his sister Emily, and Dylan. We had all been sitting down on the couch just relaxing until Alex called and said that his dad would be dropping him off at Pat's house soon. For some reason we all reacted as though this was a rare occurrence and Emily started getting mad, and I have no idea why. She got up off of the couch with a stern and aggressive look on her face. "I'm going to go hide from Alex's dad" I told her, "You should too Emily". "I would never hide from Alex's dad, Alex's dad should be hiding from me". Wow, that's scary.
I leave the living room where we were all sitting and retreated back into Patrick's dad's room, who currently wasn't here. Dylan followed me. My last sighting of Patrick was as he ran down his hallway and into his room. I then closed the bedroom door and found a hiding spot. The realization came to me: this was just an emotionally charged game of hide and seek. I peek through a set of blinds and look in Pat's driveway. Immediately I notice Alex's dad walking up it quite casually. He then comes to the back door and knocks on it. Emily storms to the door and opens it. "Who do you think you are!?" she asks him. He stands astonished and completely clueless. Alex is behind his dad and comes to his defense. "Emily what are you doing? Chill".

2. I had just "woken up". I was lying in bed. My entire room was almost pitch black, but I could still see pretty good despite not having my glasses on. I realize that I need to record my dreams of the night or else I will forget them. I pick up a keyboard that was on my carpet next to me and put it on my bed. This keyboard has glowing white keys on it, and it looks pretty high-tech. I start to type up what I can remember of my dreams, but I have no idea where my words are supposed to appear since the keyboard is not hooked up to anything.
Suddenly, out of the corner of my eye I see a black figure standing next to my closet. I react the same way I always did when I was haunted as a child; I pulled my bed sheets over myself and shivered in fear(extremely unlikely of me now). At the same time as I did this, I continued typing up my dreams on the keyboard, still thinking that it was working. I kind of forgot about the black shadow figure.

3. I was downstairs in my kitchen, looking for a snack to eat. I walked into my pantry and looked around. I saw all kinds of chocolate mini cakes of sorts and other sweets. I then thought to myself, "Why doesn't dad just buy a whole bunch of boxes of a bunch of sweets so we can stock up on them and not have to buy them for a while?". I then walked into the kitchen again and went over to the cabinet to the right of the sink.
I kneel down and open the door. Inside I see tons of boxes of chocolate mini cakes and another type of chocolate mini cakes. On the very left inside of this cabinet I see a big box filled with mini-icecream cup things. I open it up and look inside. "Wow, this ice-cream shouldn't be left out like this. good thing it hasn't been in here for long" I said to myself. I took a handful of these mini ice-creams, close the cabinet door, and then open the fridge. After that I put all of the mini ice-creams that were in my hand, into the fridge except for one; I keep one for myself.
I then close the fridge and look at my ice-cream. The label on the outside of it is orange, and is quite wet. I can tell that the ice-cream has been starting to melt.

Morning of March 25, 2015. Wednesday.



My family and I are living at our present address on W street though it is somewhat different. The area east of us is more like a rural area with less buildings and includes at least one large empty lot. There is a wall clock featured that either is - or is designed to look like - an antique wall clock. The top section is octagonal (same shape as a stop sign - may be an association here with “stopping time” in a “wishful thinking” sort of way) and the bottom section primarily vertically rectangular.

The clock is the main focus of my dream though we also have a garden where the shed is in reality, covering about half of the backyard on the far side. I notice that there are very tall healthy plants, not sure of the variety, that are taller than a person. I briefly contemplate whether or not other people will be annoyed by this in their not being able to casually “spy” on us.

There is also a scene where a very old lady (unknown and unfamiliar) with a seeming cheerful disposition is smoking a cigarette in the (fictional) empty lot east of our house. I notice another cigarette (long, but with no filter) in a shallow narrow ditch (running east and west) in the ground and actually smoke it (even though there is no act of lighting it other than with my in-dream thoughts though I am not lucid). Although I am not a smoker in real life and rarely smoke in my dreams, the usual occurs. Small pieces of tobacco annoyingly fill my mouth from the tip each time I inhale from it. At one point, I exhale, and an amount of smoke far more than would be possible flows from my mouth as I sit on the ground. The old lady seems to be looking for the rest of her cigarettes which she had apparently dropped but continues walking east. There is also at least one unknown older male (about forty) standing around at the time on the north side of the ditch. (There is a very subtle geometrical redundancy as dreams tend to have at times. The cigarette lying longways in the small ditch is similar to the elongated drill-bit-like cog fitting in the semi-circular recess of the clock’s door in the next scene.)

The scene with the clock is fairly long and complex. The only character other than my wife and children at this point is a black-haired young female “servant” (though implied to be divine or angelic, though without the typical mirror-like eyes in this case). She is the one that starts the idea of the work on the clock involving the refurbishing of three different gears. Other than that, the clock seems mostly hollow of working parts but is still implied to work well again when repaired. Her intent to “restore” me (via the clock) seems devotional and selfless (though my wife unknowingly triggered a Blue Pearl event - brighter than usual - when I was in a health-affirming state the other night, just with her mental state at the time from a different room - thus the girl may also represent a young version of my wife - also yet again supplying evidence that the Blue Pearl is related to either direct communication between real soul mates or an entity or mechanism that acts on their behalf).

Paying close attention, I note that one gear, a slightly elongated cog that almost reminds me of a piece of a drill bit, is quite small and goes into the top edge of the clock’s “door” into a long semi-circular recess closest to the hinged side, though still has something to do with the timing mechanism rather than just the door uniformity and latching. Another cog is fairly large, about one-sixth the size of the clock and goes in the lower left side of the back of the clock’s hollow area. It has the typical inward-pointing rounded triangular hollows of radial symmetry, I believe five of them (likely representing the five fingers). The last cog is about half the size of the previous and goes between the door and the rest of the clock somehow, near the center of the back of the clock’s face. Apparently this work is metaphorical of restoring a certain level of well-being, which did have an effect on my real body after waking in a positive sense.

This dream was partially a result of generic health-affirming work. Although it is possible to script, write, and incubate a dream exactly as wanted (at any level of in-dream awareness) in every detail with my own lifelong methods, I often use very general terms (such as “thank you for restoring me to maximum well-being” or “thank you for returning me to my healthiest state” and thousands of others) and no plot-based constructs in this case. It is also important to understand the continuity of these phrases (most people get them wrong or use incorrectly worded ones - as most commercial products have incorrect methods implemented which is something I have noted for nearly thirty years - though in some cases a placebo-based event may result with certain people). Supplements of the phrases here should be “thank you for my restoration to maximum well-being” and “thank you for my return to my healthiest state”. This is because other levels of consciousness process word forms in a different manner than the wakeful conscious mind, especially gerunds; for example, as mentioned in another entry, “healing” can have many meanings, including an “infinite now” of NOT ever healing (since ”-ing" implies ongoing and never actually completing).

The smoking scene in my dream is likely related to a product I was aware of years ago and often joked about. It was a cassette which I read about, supposedly designed to help people quit smoking. The approach used in affirmation was completely wrong and ludicrous. It was typical of invalid dream-work-based or self-hypnosis-based commercial products of the time where negative terms were used and the focus on what was NOT wanted was implemented (for example, saying “I will quit smoking” is pointless at several levels).