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I walked up the stairs in an apartment building. At the top of the stairs there was an open corridor with a long balcony and a woman at the door of one of the apartments. She seemed to have spilled something like coffee on her cheek. I told her, and she said, "That's not possible. It can't be." So I said, "Maybe it happened in a dream." She replied, "Dreaming, that's what you guys do isn't?" I said, "We might be dreaming now, let me check." So I raised my hands and concluded this was a dream, but the realization was not euphoric but of wanting to do something, but I didn't know what to do in this corridor. Then it occurred to me to start calling Maria, to meet her in a lucid dream, and I called her loudly, at least 5 times, and the calls reverberated through the complex with an indescribable other-worldly echo. This, I believe, is the first time I've called her, or anyone, to try to meet in a lucid dream.

Jings, whaur have I been??

anyway, I always write my dreams up at my shop, and alas I have left my notes there so i'll do a 'catch up' report soon coz I ken yer all dying tae hear it

I can mind perfectly well the last two nights - coz they were hopeless!!

sat night - non lucid

1) Something aboot being told my cousin was in trouble, as I was being told I was looking at a map on the wall for some reason.

2)Walking up a hill, it started off being quite open then became forest, I was on a big wide path, then followed a couple of others onto a wee path to the left which didn't seem to go anywhere in particular.

sun night - non lucid

!) Sitting with my faither discussing profits for the business - very dull but quite accurate (which is why iwont go into detail!)

2) Hearing that Scotland was about to be invaded and thinking that they better go and put some army types onto Rockall, dinny ken why....

better the night I hope!

This one's from yesterday. Note: I've had a VERY similar dream before, and as I went through this dream, I remembered the last one. The setting was the same. I think this one fluctuated from lucid to non-lucid.

I'm in a prison, as an inmate, but this prison's more like some kind of highschool (I don't know why I keep getting highschool dreams, it was years ago ). I recall the last dream (within this one) that I escaped during a riot/party from an enclosed outside area. There are several different keys. In this dream, I'm an underclassman and the seniors accept me as their own (I don't think they know what grade/level I'm in). There's this hippie dude as some kind of leader for the seniors and I make best friends with him.
Somehow this dream transitions into police chasing us/shooting futuristic weapons at us in the ruins of some warehouse. I'm with the same group of people running from the cops. One of the cops has 26 illegal assassins somewhere, and he has brought his newest recruit (the 27th). I think they get us, and I woke up.

12.1.14

Last night bed 10:20pm - 7:40am

Back to bed 8am-10:40

I put an extra pillow under my 2 and propped it against the dresser. So I was on my back, with head raised a bit. I was daydreaming and felt the falling asleep sensation few times and surprised me that it came that soon.

I got into a transition, which consisted of a mild wierd head sensation, as if falling forward or backwards, but very mild. More just a head sensation. And at that exact moment my cat jumped on my bed. The other cat was already asleep by my left arm. So this one took up position on my right, plopping her body on me and purring up a storm.

I continued falling asleep, but when he changed position third time, I turned to my right side so he is behind me, rather than on me.

Very soon I got into another transition. Again, just a wierd feeling in the head. I tried to make it bigger by pushing my head backwards. Then decided to start getting up, even I knew that transition is not finished yet.

It was very hard to get up. I couldn't. I could barely sit up, but I was almost like held down by gravity or something. I tried to levitate up desperately, while also trying to sit up. I finally levitated out over some guy asleep in red shirt. I stood up and started walking away in what looked like a large warehouse. I saw my steel ring on the ground but walked by, didn't want to waste time. But ofc I couldn't leave it there, I turned back and picked it up. I looked at the inscription as I always do before putting it on. There were some pictographs on it, instead of word.

That's when my cat behind me moved again and I got out of it.

Had one more transition within minutes, but nothing came of it.

December 01, 2014

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I was a new resident/member of a co-op that doubled as a comedy theater troup... I was going to be in a skit with two others for the next show, so I was trailing them to get used to the place. It turns out basically the whole troup is involved in some kind of scandalous murder, even though they didn't know it. There was a group of them that was orchestrating it all, using the other members as pawns in their schemes. The two I was with were the only ones who knew about it and tried to stop the baddies. We went to the leader of the troup, who we believed to be unaware of what was going on. We told him about it all, and he was really worried and told us to keep on our toes and watch out for ourselves.

Our assignment for chores that day was to clean downstairs, so the two of them and I went downstairs to clean. We ended up near the boiler room, and we heard the voices of the baddies, and scattered. I ended up in the boiler room, alone. It was pitch dark, and hot. Suddenly there was a faint red light from across the room. There were stairs there, and someone was coming down. It was the leader. He came up to a spot in the pipes and there was the REAL leader, hanging in the pipes. He had overgrown facial hair and looked really ragged. The Fake Leader said something like, "There you are, you little fool. You want your food, eh? Here you are. You little fool." He talked to the real leader like an animal in a cage. The real leader was like a savage now. His eyes were like an animal's and he was tearing at the food. The Fake Leader was patting him on the head and grinning.

Then I heard screams from upstairs, and left in a panic, but unseen and unheard by the Fake Leader, who stayed with the real leader. When I got upstairs, everything was fine. Turns out, it was because of the skit at dinner. Apparently that's what they did there; there was a skit during dinner every day. The crowd was screaming/laughing at it, but I had only heard the screaming from downstairs. I met my two friends who were alright and already at the table. They had been worried about me but were glad to see I was alright. I told them I had to talk to them later, and went to get some food.

All the food was in a bus for some reason. The buffet was set up along the back wall of the bus. I was trying to get specific kinds of lettuce from the bowl of salad, but they kept falling to the floor when I did. I gave up on it and decided to just get some pizza squares and a piece of the cake. Just as I was putting the last bit of food on my plate, the bus started moving. Apparently we were going on a field trip in the mountains. I was trying to make sure my food didn't spill, and apparently I was sitting in the "adult seat," which was undesirable. It was higher up and the table in front of it was too low. Oh well. I set down my food and looked out the window to watch the scenery go by. The bus was on a high bridge over a valley with lots of buffalo in it. I took my spoon and pretended to scoop up the buffalo. Like, every time I scooped them, the buffalo there scattered. It was like I was controlling them from my seat in the bus.

Then, I was flying over the heard. In another valley, there was a heard of humans, too. I flew over them as well, along a river gorge. The landscape was green and grassy and at the same time somehow red-dirt desert-y. It's hard to explain.

I flew closer to the ground now, and saw a group of people at the top of the next hill. There were lots of children and some people I know, so I landed there and milled amongst the people... I saw a small elephant being tackled by some kids. It was actually a little disturbing, as it reminded me of that picture of the little elephant being attacked by some lionesses. I watched this elephant go by me, and then walked up to the ledge of the river gorge, where there were a line of children sitting down. I looked over the ledge; it was very high up. I saw my mom's high school friend, H, nearby. I called her over, and asked her when the bus would be back, and where it would pick us up. She shrugged. She told me that the bus driver would call her when they got there and tell her where to meet them. She handed me her phone and asked if I wanted to keep it so I would know when and where to go. I shook my head and gave it back to her, wondering if I should just make my way back down to the road and wait there. But I didn't know if the bus would come right up to the cliff to pick us up, so I stayed there for the time being.

I walked through some scattered trees to a little plaza with a fountain. I sat on a stone bench that circled the fountain. There was an annoying mascot thing with a huge hunk of cheese trying to get me to take a selfie with it. I turned around to face the rest of the mountain above us (we were about half-way up the mountain here). It was beautiful; the mountain side was all bare except for these tall, skinny, wooden animal figures. They were made with different colors of wood and stood along the mountainside, all looking as if they were walking in the same direction (to my right). There was a vast landscape of them, and something about them was tribal, though I can't pinpoint what it was. I took out my phone to take a picture of it so I would be able to see it forever, but every time I hit the button to take a picture, the view would switch to front-facing and take a selfie. The stupid mascot thing was in all of them, too. It was getting in my way, and I was convinced it was the one making my camera do that. I elbowed it in the stomach to make it go away, and turned back to the mountain above us. But it was different. There were large, almost junglish trees scattered instead of the animal figures.

I said, "WHAT GIVES. It's different!" And then I realized, and said, "WAIT. Haha! I'm dreaming!" I looked down at my hands and confirmed that I was dreaming. I grinned. There were so many children around, and I wanted to try the task from last month about telling a kid they were in a dream. It was too late for that one, but I still wanted to try it.

I walked up to a kid who was sitting on the crest of the grassy hill, and said, "Hi! My name is Ms. Kestrel. What's your name?"
"Nathan..."
"Hi Nathan! Where are you from?"
"I'm from BC. Where are you from?"
"Oh, I'm from around there! I'm from K."
"Oh, nice." Nathan smiled.
"Actually. Do you wanna know something?"
"What?"

I said, "You know how sometimes you are dreaming, and you realize you're dreaming, while you dream?"
Nathan brightened up and nodded. "Yeah, I've heard of that!"
"It's called lucid dreaming. This is my lucid dream right now. That means you're from my subC, actually."

I watched for his reaction. At first he was just blank, but then he says, "Maaannn. Oh that's just TERRIBLE."

He sounded dejected but also detached, like he didn't actually care. I patted his back and stood up. Now, I wanted to do at least one of the December tasks. The one that came to mind first was to throw a snowball at a DC.

I looked around. No snow here... But I was on a mountain, and snow was normal on a mountain. All I had to do was go higher up and I was sure I'd find snow. I jumped up to hover a foot above the ground. Once I was sure of my stability, I flew close to the ground up the mountain until I hit the road above us. I turned to my right, where the road curved over a bridge surrounded by trees. The trees created a sort of tunnel around the road. I hovered through this tunnel and on the other side, I heard a different stream. It sounded cold somehow, and I was happy to see some snow on the railings at the side of the road. I scooped it up with my hand, but it was all powdery, not good for a snowball. It actually felt more like fake snow. I kept taking samples, getting closer to the river, which was mostly frozen over. I kept getting powdery, fake-ish snow. I turned to the trees, and saw a clump of snow gathered in the branches. Powdery snow wouldn't clump like that, so I was hopeful for this patch. I scooped it up, and packed it into a nice snowball. Perfect. Now I turned back up to the road, and turned back to the direction I had come from. I flew back through the tunnel of trees, and then left back to the plaza. There were stone stairs downward. The fountain thing was to my right, and there was a stone tunnel ahead of me, where I saw all the kids leaving.

I called out, "HEY KIDS!" And Nathan and a few others turned right as I threw the snowball. They were looking at it like I had thrown an angry, venomous snake at them, not a simple snowball. They shrieked and some of them cried. Until they realized it was a snowball, and it missed them. It landed on the ground between Nathan and another kid, and powdered them all with snow, rolling along the ground with un-dampened velocity as far as I could see, leaving a line of snow where it rolled and showering the kids with snow as it passed.

The kids all started laughing and cheering, and said "THAT WAS AMAZING!!" And started playing in the snow.

I was pretty satisfied with that, and decided to just fly upwards until I lost the dream (I could already feel it was ending soon). I didn't make it very far before I woke up.

Morning of December 1, 2014. Monday.



This entry has been abridged and reformatted for use as a study guide.

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In my dream, my family and I as we appear now are living on Gellibrand Street in Clayfield. I am uncertain of the time. My beautiful wife Zsuzsanna confronts a golden cobra that had gotten into our apartment. The activity occurs on our porch. There is an extraordinary awareness of perfect movement and rhythm. She is apparently going to catch it without difficulty. Her visage exhibits no fear. They slowly sway in amazing contrast to each other’s movements and Zsuzsanna exhibits knowledge of martial arts stances. It is like watching a perfect analogy to ballet. Zsuzsanna faces the open entrance to our bedroom (which was originally designed to be a living room) while the snake mostly faces the porch windows.

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Eventually, my dream self’s level of awareness changes. I do not want Zsuzsanna to be in any danger even though she seems adapt at what she is presently doing as if she had done it many times before. I am able to capture the cobra and soon throw it out the back door, which is now that of the Loomis Street house in America. Its open mouth goes over my hand a few times on the way to the back door, but I am in no danger and its bite does not break the skin.

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In the next dream segment, my family and I had gone shopping. I soon realize, looking down, that I am walking on a narrow board that is elevated about three feet from the ground, which is supposedly where many people walk to get from store to store at the shopping mall. The board is no wider than one of my feet. I get really annoyed with this setup and verbally express how ridiculous it is. I jump off and walk along the normal sidewalk from that point.

Soon, I am wondering where our children are and I become worried. Our oldest son is present but the other four are elsewhere. I go under the house, which is a larger and more elevated version of the Clayfield house, and I see that there is water everywhere as well as larger stones.

I have to pull our second-youngest son out of an apparently unused pipe. Our oldest daughter is there and her feet had become stuck when trying to help him. Our youngest son is farther down in the same pipe but I manage to get him out as well, carefully maneuvering him past a couple jagged rocks as I pull him up. They are weak and ill from the cold water. I find an unfamiliar toddler lying on her back who does not appear to be breathing. I first think she is ours, but then she turns out to be a doll, but then turns into someone else’s child and starts giggling and seems healthy. Eventually, our toddler daughter is with the others. We are then immediately all at a hospital (as if having teleported), but in a mostly featureless room with no beds so everyone has to lie on the floor, although a nurse gets a few blankets. I notice that all the children have black fingernails, which indicates frostbite. They are still shivering and seemingly ill.

From here, I project waves of light from my hands, which eventually comes from my entire body. It makes everyone healthier and stronger over time. During this time, I look in a mirror and see a light blue halo over my head as well as patterns of light that resemble holographic angel wings.

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Study questions. I am deliberately including questions meant to expose how asinine “interpretation” is (in the popular usage of the term):

Why did my dream render the porch setting?

Why did my dream render the cobra?

Why was the cobra golden?

What did Zsuzsanna represent?

What did the rescue situation represent?

What does the toddler to doll to toddler represent?

What is the origin of this dream?

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Answers to the above questions:

A porch is a type of autosymbolism that I create to serve as a liminal space buffer during RAS (reticular activating system) mediation, which I learned to do when I was four years old. It has ZERO to do with symbolism in the conventional sense or any factor of real life. It represents a specific state of consciousness that delays RAS modulating the dream state.

The cobra comes from four factors, the fourth explained in the next answer. Factor one is subliminal (non-lucid) control of RAS mediation, which otherwise pulls a dreamer out of the dream state. Factor two is vestibular system correlation, the most dominant factor of both lucid and non-lucid dream control, which is based on controlling the perception of the illusory dream body, the main factor of flying dreams. Factor three stems from lucid dreaming at age five, when I often created and controlled a cobra in a hayloft while standing in the center of the floor of a barn.

Gold dominates the dream state when I become semi-lucid (and is autosymbolism for an increase in dream state awareness) in the last stages of RAS mediation. In this case, I did not wake but shifted into a different dream scenario.

Zsuzsanna literally represented Zsuzsanna, though was also the vestibular system correlation (type 2) avatar in this case, and also held a nuance of our oldest son, who is experienced in martial arts. My dream combined these dynamics just as it combined the two houses I had lived in.

The rescue attempt is semi-lucid dream state reinduction using the “giving birth” analogy. The presence of water tells me what factor of ultradian rhythm I am in and has ZERO to do with waking life or waking life emotions.

The toddler scenario is a precursory emergent consciousness thread and simulacrum. The changes signify my varying levels of control of RAS mediation and changes in level of awareness within the dream state. Otherwise, a doll is autosymbolic of physical inactivity while asleep. The trick is to project the association into a simulacrum or avatar without waking up.

The healing scenario stems from autoscripting, though only the foundation, using such as “I am of the healing energies of Universal Mind”. Be aware that using “healing energies” in autoscripting will probably create a random scenario (as here) where healing is needed. Using “Universal Mind” may result in contact with the transpersonal interconsciousness or your own transformation in the dream state into an angelic being. (Do NOT use “healing” when actually needing to be healed; only use “I am the continuity of maximum well-being”. This was given to me by The Source years ago.)

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non lucid
*Ganesh was laying in a tree appearing very relaxed. I thought observed the surrounds and noticed that this place could very well possibly have snakes so I should be careful. I noticed in the background people ice skating practicing for hockey. There was also one person skateboarding on the ice. I remember thinking how I use to ice skate as a child and how fun it was to do so.


*Getting off of a plane that needed to be landed. I walked up to a random person asking for help. The person listened carefully and seemed very interested in helping this place be boarded correctly. I explained that the place needs to taken to the proper place and had to be landed early due to complications.

*I ran into this girl with a short skirt. We planned on seeing a movie together. She gave me a joint that I soon started to smoke with a group of other people. Then I walked off smoking the joint by myseld not worried if I were gonna get in trouble or not. I even walked by a security officer not caring at all. I couldn't find the girl the I originally met up with a become disappointed.

This lucid is from an afternoon nap on November 30th, 2014.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #257: The Word of Power

I’m participating in an extreme sport where I have to walk along a skinny white railing, then jump and rope-swing onto the surface of a yacht over and over again. The crowd goes crazy every time that I do this!

Oop, now I’m in a stone chamber below some kind of battle arena, dressed in a badass robotic exoskeleton. Apparently all of that was just training for an upcoming combat. There’s some other exoskeleton-clad guy here who looks like Kevin Durant, and I apparently believe he’s my partner. There’s a grimy mechanic here (an attractive, dark-haired woman in her late 30s) attaching a minigun to his suit.



Kevin Durant hoots with joy and sprays gunfire around the room, shouting about what a genius the mechanic is and how much ass he’s going to kick in the upcoming battle. The mechanic smiles in amusement and calmly walks out of the chamber. All of the action gets me all excited too and somehow it occurs to me that this is like a dream, bringing me into lucidity.

The presence of the Kevin Durant character fades and all I can think about is testing out this suit I’m wearing. I wonder whether it has a “bull charge” feature that lets me go charging forward to crash into stuff and whoooosh, there I go! I smash into one of the chamber’s stone walls. (The dream’s frame rate drops dramatically as I do this.) There’s a large button on the wall, and I throw a punch at it. Satisfyingly, it lights up when I hit it!

I go back and forth, crashing into the walls of the chamber until I’m pretty happy with this feature. At some point I notice a huge bearded guy (probably about 10 feet tall) standing in the middle of room in handcuffs, looking surly. I think that he’s supposed to be some kind of sparring partner, so I throw a completely guilt-free punch at him. It just taps him, though, and he doesn’t react beyond shifting his surly gaze to me.

I think that I need to focus my dream control more, and I remember how effective it’s been for me to vocalize my intention and sometimes even use profanity. “Yaaarrrggh!” I blubber, punching the giant in the ribs. It doesn’t feel very effective, though. I follow up with a kick to the upper thigh, loudly exclaiming...

Spoiler for Very crude language:

”Buttfuck!!”

as the kick lands. The strike feels really solid and forceful, and the giant grimaces before turning around and walking off. I immediately feel embarrassed that I’ll have to journal that this is how I improved my dream control and wish that I’d chosen a different word.

I start investigating whether there’s a way into the main arena, and as I approach a dusty upward ramp, the dream ends.

I'm pretty sure I got lucid somewhere in the beginning but I forgot it.


Dream 2

I was outside in a city and ran into some trouble. I think I tried to sing to battle my enemies but I got into some trouble. As i was flying or running away I met a bird or something and its name was Sensei.But I think we separated later on.

The next thing I recall is walking into a store with a guy and I asked the person to buy a doughnut for me. He said okay but than I changed my mind and took a doughy thing with raspberry inside. I regretted getting it afterward.

The chef than came out and another group of people and told us what he wanted for Christmas. Than we all started walking somewhere and people were talking about what they wanted. I felt kind of left out though. When we got downstairs I saw my brother's old friend.

There was a contest going on in the dark room and Selena Gomez was changing the skull every time someone answered. I payed attention to my brothers friend who started saying he wanted to find a girl who liked the same things he did and stuff. I told him I was interested and than he was like "really?"

Than a random guy came up to me and asked if i had the three trump cards he gave me. I said yeah but when I tried to pull it out a huge gray dirty pantie came out. I was embarrassed and said it wasn't mine but than the guy started telling my brothers friend that he shouldn't be interested in me. He than pointed to a baby with a jelly fish head and said he would turn out like the baby if he was with me.

After that the scene changed and I was watching a anime guy look into a mirror. Than himself in a mask but dressed like a pretty cure character came out and pulled him in.

In my Dream it was confirmed for Dragon Ball: Xenoverse that SSJ4 Vegito was confirmed.
(I woke up disappointed, I put it down as a nightmare because it kinda was...)

-A particularly violent and vivid frag involving me fighting an older military type man with a spear and winning when he decided to commit suicide.

-Something to do with 'Interstellar'

-Something to do with my mom's friend's kids.

-Something to do with wanting a weapon for Christmas being a good thing.

-My friend K's dad had taken up metal-sculpting and he had made all of these hilarious cartoon statues of people screaming and pouting.

+ I'm really mad at a guy, he's walking my dog the wrong way. He's not using the 2-dimensional leash/wall the right way. I see my old dog.

+ I'm in bed, apparently outdoors. The sun is shining down on the blankets making it too warm. I think it's just not possible to fall back asleep once the sun is fully shining down on you and decide to get up

+ I'm in bed with my wife, dozing, awake. Our bed is outside in some yard. We're house watching a house for somebody else, but we don't go inside. I think it would be nice to go inside because it's a large house. I don't want the neighbours looking at us, it's probably illegal to sleep outside. The house we're watching has a nice looking motorcycle with an oange front guard, I wonder if the owner would let me ride it. We're up, I see lots of little bits pieces of fluff / paper all over the ground and in the dimples of our mattress, I pick a few of them up and then stop. I think I want to go get my dog who's down the street in the car.

+ summary: Lake Tahoe Blackjack vacation with best friend MR

Arriving at a location (flying), it's a train station, and someone tells me the tall windows are there so that people who live there can stand at the windows and peek out, I think they might flash passers-by. Still flying, arrive at the parking lot for our casino. The building is alone on an wide open flat area, not very large. The parking lot is large and mostly empty, I see about 5 vehicles in the lot and think "woohoo not too crowded we'll have a great time at the tables!". I circle over the parking lot flying backwards quickly in celebration. On the ground I imagine entering and finding an empty blackjack table.

Inside at the table, MR and I are getting ready to sit down to play blackjack. I want to sit at 1st base, MR is behind the stable standing next to the left of the dealer, he wants to be there but I tell him they won't allow it, and a pit guy tells him the same. MR says he has a very particular place where he wants to sit, so I move down the table towards 3rd base, there's some guy there standing in the very middle of the table and I try to manoeuvre around him, and think about asking him to move down, but I don't.

We get to playing. I'm trying to count cards but keep realising I've forgotten the count. I'm trying to count the cards as they come out. I almost count a 2 but then remember that only 3-4-5-6, 10s get counted. At one point the dealer is dealing both on the regular table and on a diagonally slanted table to the left of our table near the floor, many cards are quickly gathered up I don't have the chance to see them.

At one point I'm holding the bottom few cards of a deck while the dealer deals out the rest, and I hand him the rest of the deck.

My friend is networking with people more than playing . I say ("he went to <XYZ> business school!").

I'm counting my "chips," which have turned into knitted white little doilies, I'm separating them to figure out how much money i have. My initial buy-in was for $100, I think I'm *way* down (to about $30) but it turns out I'm close to even.

One hand, I'm dealt an 11 (9-2 I think) and the dealer shows an Ace. "Gotta double!" I say and put out more chips. I have a 19. The dealer draws a bunch of little cards including another ace, and apparently makes "21", I'm upset, then another "3" card pokes out from the pile of dealer cards, the dealer has busted! I wonder how many times the dealer cheats by hiding cards to avoid busting.

I get confused between the cashier and a small table. I think "time to color up?" and hand in my chips. I get a receipt back instead of cash, I wonder at that for a bit but figure it's a way to keep the player in the casino. I read the receipt to confirm, I can't find the money amount, I am closely looking at the receipt, moving my finger tip over the words line by line (they look like real words, nothing is blurry) but I don't see the amount. They say the balances are listed by the names, I see my wife's name, I eventually see my balance, something like $136, I'm up $36, woohoo. In pencil written on top of the receipt is "45 burrito", they tell me that's good for "a 45 minute burrito meal" in the restaurant. I imagine the restaurant is a buffet and that they must time the comp'd meals of they'd lose money.

Sitting at a blackjack table I smell something. I hear someone way "smoke." I stand up and go outside the automatic double glass doors into an atrium and see smoke and smell it more strongly and see people walking around. My chips are left on the table, I return and see my chips (a green stack) and MR's chips (a blue stack) there are people standing next to them (former H VP from "Be" company?), nobody's taken them.

I think about offering MR to drive in the morning to my favorite Tahoe beach. Even though it's winter I would still love to go there, I haven't been there for years even though I've been back to California several times since we've left. I'd offer to drive there so MR can continue sleeping.

nap / melatonin hangover:

+ (semi-lucid/bold) goosing in the crowd. Every one is facing away from me. There's an old woman, yuck no, there's an old man standing next to her, he seems inexplicably more attractive, but no, see a hot girl and go to give her a "full body" hug from the back while I experience the dream fading feeling.

+ I'm trying to turn off all the lights in an outdoor covered hallway. There are many light switches, all of which work to turn off another light. The main character (me?) drops his pants, and I observe that the servants all copy dropping the pants down to their knees, I see the male's "stuff" but the women only slightly push down their pants, nothing is visible.

+ job offer from JR ("Re" company colleague) (in a wheelchair). JR keeps after me about this position: they offer me fully paid training and then the job. I'm concerned I'll be away from my main job too long and get fired. RM (the VP) is following me while I try to ask JR if RM knows about this offer, JR says yes, in fact RM is behind the whole deal. Some (black?) girls say I should take the training option that is in Africa instead of South America. I'm surprised the training is outside of the US at all.

Yesterday I went to bed at 9:00 and couldn't go to sleep untill 10:30. I think this is because for about five days I have been going to bed at 10:00-11:00, so my body wasn't ready to sleep at that time. The reason I can't remember any dreams is because my sleep and wbtb got messed up.

November 30, 2014

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I was with my family in Austria or Germany, on a river bank of concrete. It was like a man-made canal or something, with lots of bridges. It actually would look a little more like Chicago's river, but there weren't huge buildings all around.

We were going into a grocery store to get some food, and I was looking around for a specific pop. They didn't have it, so I picked out a chocolate milk instead. The grocery store was in someone's house, or something, and the owners offered tours of the top floors, where there was a lot of historical stuff and machines for sorting things. The stairs were in the center of the building, and the store was all around on the first floor. When we walked in, to the left were crates holding the drinks, like they had at the Kaufland in Germany when I studied over there (that picture's the best I could find to show what it was like. It was a culture shock to see everything out like that in the stores)

As I walked around the store clockwise, I found the counter at the back, and around a bit more was a deli. I met my little brother there and had him hold my things because I needed to get something else and didn't have any money (I didn't tell him he was going to pay for mine). I walked past a man who was looking at some product, and there were whole arms sticking out of the ceiling above him. It was part of the tour, I knew (somehow). The hands went back up through the ceiling, and the man never really noticed.

(I just remembered a few old dreams of rickety bridges through swamps and forests and fields at night, somehow... Not quite sure what the connection is there. Maybe I was on a tour in those dreams?)

First off, before I describe the lucid dream, I had no idea what ‘epiphany’ meant (though I did remember hearing it before). This word is not in my vocabulary. I immediately Google ‘epiphany’ upon waking and this was what I found:

Epiphany: Ancient Greek word. Enlightening realization allows a situation to be understood from a new and deeper perspective.

As part of my lucid dreaming regime I always drink one or two glasses of water before I go to bed, so that I have to wake during the night (yes the P word). I use the ‘Wake Back to Bed’ method so I can be consciously aware during my REM cycle as my body sleeps. This need to pee entered into a dream prior to my waking. I was at a ‘fancy pants’ hotel standing the conference room lobby area with a bunch of people. I had to go real bad, so I found the closest washroom. This was a private washroom, with a lock mechanism ¾’s of the way up the door. I locked the door. The bathroom had a large window facing the sidewalk, and a skylight facing the multi-storey brown brick hotel. It was very high-end, and very clean. There was a toilet and sink. I found it really weird that there were large windows in a washroom. My first thought was that the windows were mirrored, so people couldn’t see in. Any which way, I wasn’t taking a chance, so I decided to sit on the toilet instead of standing. Have you ever tried to pee during a dream? Well, you can’t (most of the time).

All of a sudden, I hear a man asking me a question. Holy crap, there’s a man sitting to the right of me, on another toilet! He had brown hair, brown eyes, and was wearing what looked like a Star Trek uniform. I said to him in a stern voice, “How did you get in here, I locked the door!” He jumped to his feet (I’m glad his pants weren’t down), he apologized, and then he walked towards the door to leave. I looked at the door, and realized the lock mechanism was gone for some reason. Well, this kind of stuff only happens in dreams. I instantly became lucid, and the clarity was perfect. DILD (Dream Induced Lucid Dream). Actually the dream clarity was perfect, even before I became lucid. I then said to dream figure, “Wait, stay! I’m aware!” He stopped and looked at me slightly surprised. He turned again to leave, and in a pleading voice I said, “No, wait, please stay, I’m aware! I want to talk to you!” He turned around and faced me, and his eyes momentarily went dark, and then they returned to brown. I was careful not to say I’m dreaming, or lucid, because that seems to mess with dream figures. He then sat on the toilet with his right leg over his left. His right elbow was on his right knee, and his right hand was up by his chin. He had this perplexed look, and then he said, “Interesting, an epiphany!” Then he asked me if I knew what epiphany meant, and I replied, "No, but I can look that up." I instantly woke, Googled ‘Epiphany’, and then recorded the experience in my dream journal. I didn’t want to wait until the morning to do this, because I would have forgotten 'epiphany' by then, since I never use it.