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I was with some family and friends at a beach swimming, playing in the sand, having a good time. At a certain point, I started bouncing down the shoreline as if I had a spring attached to me, in a squatting position, smiling and blowing kisses. I remembered from geology how sand can migrate down the coast with the power of the waves and mused that I was doing the same. But I was bouncing higher and higher, and at the end of the shore was a large gray rock against which I was painlessly shattered, and now I was no longer bouncing but flying.

Yet I couldn't control my flight. I was coming to a large stone gray wall with indented stairways and doors. Although it had a lure and attraction of mystery, I senses there was something wrong about it… I belonged on the beach, in the fields and woods below, with PEOPLE. And I heard someone singing in the distant field "I can't take these evil needs."

I saw a few children running in the field below, and I realized that if I loved them I could come back down, cease drifting away to the wall of gray. My love was like the flaps and ailerons of a plane through which it can be steered and land. Yet I couldn't land: I didn't love them enough. Then I saw three black children running from a man who seemed bent on punishing them severely for some trivial wrong they had done. I managed to land quickly, and in my embrace they became invisible to all harm.

dream archive 2/17/88

Mami and I were at a subway stop. She was leaning on the railing at a distance from me, fidgeting. She seemed nervous and agitated. She said "You've spent months doing X-rays. Now let me hear you say something magical." I was confused by her request and said something like, "This is a process, not something continuous you can understand." Then a blonde woman stepped between us, and a little child looked up at her and asked, "De donned sacastes esa cara tan bella, de un libro?" ("Where did you get that beautiful face of yours from? From a book?") And she said, "Si, de un libro." ("Yes, from a book.") I ran and took Mami gently by the arm and said, "You see, this is a sign that one re-creates themselves in their work…but it's a long process…"

dream archive 10/87

I saw Mami alone in a train station. I was sad for her loneliness and wanted to help her. A dream was interspersed within the dream. I saw a woman whose man had somehow been greatly redeemed or healed from the condition the modern world had led him to be in, standing in a large field with the longest bridal veil I had ever seen. It spiraled, looped and extended like soft white clouds to cover the whole of the green planet. A subsequent dream supplied the wedding gift: a stairway full of flowering plants from all over the universe.

dream archive 11/87

Fuck me man, a third night with no dreams remembered, i am so bad

I had a few dreams, but i moved around to much after waking up and forgot them. Tonight i WILL have dreams, i guarantee it.

.../It has been after some activity I cannot remember, when we all get out of a place and start walking. I don't remember how, but suddenly I'm sitting on the head of a giraffe walking on the streets. We are taking it somewhere. It's a bit vertiginous to maintain balance up here. I'm some meters above the ground, although the ride is nice. We get to the place we're supposed to let this giraffe, it gently puts me back on the ground. I notice we are carrying a baby giraffe too, but a little girl picks it up and accidentally opens its stomach with the zipper of her jacket. It kills the baby and we are all upset but cannot blame the girl. I get out of the room and there's a lot of sand out there. I see some cartoon-like mouses digging holes in the sand. One of them is older, they look like Ralph and Ed from the Honey-Mousers. I get back to the place we started, it looks like a cafe restaurant, there's a horny whore there. I like her but for some reason I cannot think of having sex with her, I just eventually touch and kiss her every time I can. She's hot like hell but apparently there's something that doesn't let me thinking of doing more. Then it's time to close the store, it's a friend's store and I go home carrying a broken padlock in my hand. I see how it is broken and play with it for a while/...

* Alarm clock wakes me up

I was half awake half asleep when i decided to try a Wild but there were no visual, just darkness (since my eyes were closed ) so i decided to go directly for my experiment and ask CAN I SEE GOD and my body started to life physically slowly and haphazardly , i was going up and down with touching the ground and up to the bed and down again for a while , i asked forcefully again only to hear some strange noises. then i waked up to find out .
1- I was dreaming when i though i was half awake half asleep.
2- Although i was dreaming there was no picture .
3- I felt physically lifted but when i wake up i found out it was also part of the dream although it felt so real.
4-When i woke up i was still in a dream .
What do you classify this thing i experienced ?

I don't remember a whole lot since this happened on Friday night, but here goes.

I was at a house and I don't even know if my friend Heather is there or not. I walk out of the house and into the driveway and her ex-husband is there in a tan colored Bronco. I had the feeling like this was a bad thing. I see that he has one of their four kids in the car. He starts backing out of the driveway and try to stop him because I feel like he's kidnapping his kid. I jump on the hood of the car and he starts driving like a madman to get me off of the car.

We're on a highway and then we pull off into another neighborhood. Finally he stops and the police pick him up. Suddenly I think I'm a police officer. I have him in custody and as part of the booking process we need to take pictures of his penis. I guess it's the new standard procedure. I remember saying/thinking that because he's such an asshole we have to ensure that the pictures are taken while he does not have an erection to ensure that his penis looks as small as possible.

pre-bedtime: Sensei's combo breaker meditation

23:52 bedtime

00:00 Wednesday 2014-06-18

04:52

+ driving on wide empty tree lined streets, seems like a tech company area, turn left at a corner, pass through some stoplights, turn into a parking garage to the left, enter to a restaurant, (inaudible, something about taking people back to there cars, "fully set command"?)

06:54

+ scenes in a fancy restaurant:

sitting on the floor in the restaurant thinking my shirt is ugly/dirty/not fancy enough, I changed into another shirt

see my old house on TV in the background of some news story, I say to my dad, "Look! There's my old house!" dad says no it's not, I look again and see the house is different: decrepit with big holes in the walls.

Sitting at a table middle-aged attractive woman (family friend) is right across from me, then I'm alone at the table with her. She says she has her own business, I look at something written on a piece of paper, and she has a chess set in her office with an ongoing game on it but none of her colleagues make moves. I say "I love to play chess". I start thinking about chess and visualizing a chess board from the side, and how chess is a battle game with not set pattern, it's an open-ended game where you continue on playing until one side checkmates the other side's king. I'm sort of flirting with this woman, we're not alone at the table but right now there is nobody else around so I'm taking this opportunity to flirt with her and maybe arrange a tryst. Then I see my mother sitting a few tables away and I tell her "why are you sitting so far away, come join us" , then I see my cousin GL across the table to my left of the chess woman, GL look bad/tired, she is blinking her eyes which look red and swollen, "oh I feel so tired" she says, I think about all the medications she could be taking. She was saying how she had to leave her daughter K's dinner party "and it's just not a party without me" she said seriously.

Now there's a man sitting across from me. I look down at my shirt and it's a dirty dark maroon t-shirt, I feel ashamed of this dirty shirt in this fine restaurant, I feel really embarrassed. I look down again and see a much more respectable striped golf shirt (I have this shirt IWL), I say how relieved I am not to be wearing that grubby shirt I saw before, and I tell the man across from me how relieved I am not to be wearing that dirty T-shirt. The man across from me is now wearing the T-shirt I was ashamed of except it wasn't dirty. I describe the shirt by saying "it looked just like the one you're wearing," then he starts to take offense, and I try to clarify that my shirt was dirty and his is not.

Leaving the restaurant in a coat check area, 2 small cute girls are smiling at me and talking to me, they ask me "why do you wear a hat?" I answer "because it makes you look taller." They ask me "Why do you wear shoes??" I answer "Because hey protect your feet." I wanted to take their picture but thought their parents wouldn't approve, the girls followed me on my way out of the restaurant and kept waving and smiling at me for a while.

On the way out, my group is meeting with some asian family, one of my party hugs the man, I shake his hand, unsure about hugging him, he reaches out his hand again as he starts to walk by (not offering a hug), and I half-grasp it quickly and awkwardly as I turn to go.

There are now 3 guys sitting behind the bar, they have a tech software start up. They say their work is "in the cloud" and they can build it every night. They say they have set their schedules really tightly and have planned it out far in advance One guy is working at a computer, a few more guys are leaning back on stools against the bar behind them and look really tired, like they've been working a long time. I feel some compassion and say "I know how you feel, buddy."

A platinum-haired woman with a black eye (like she was hit) approaches and speaks with the bar-tender. The bar is really messy full of little bits of trash. She says she had gone out with somebody, and it was surprising because he gave her a black eye.

+ Then the scene transitions and the platinum-haired woman with a black eye is now a gay man (GM1) at home, I'm DO, he's invited another gay man (GM2) to his place for a blind date. GM2 is tall, thin, very light blonde, pale, albino looking, fine/sharp features like an elf, bright eyes. GM1 is playing his favorite music and is carefully observing GM2 for his reaction to this music, and watches GM2's facial expressions. They walk around, go to GM1's bedroom, in his closet, GM1 says "if you want to f%^& me tonight you'd better do better than you are right now." When he says that his face is half visible looking out from behind some clothing hanging in the closet, one bright blue eye. GM2 says he had no intentions of that. They go on for a while about what sort of relationship they want. GM1 has lots of little things spread out on a table, knick-knacks, including something from his dad which is precious to him, he moves it to a lower shelf.

Get up to record this in the bathroom to avoid bothering wife. Try to get back to sleep, and almost on several occasions get back to sleep. Several times saw dreamlets for that vanished as I "looked at" them. Lost consciousness several times but each time movement or snoring from wife woke me back up so just got up for the day. Having a bed partner really sucks for dreaming.

So, to preface, I tend to naturally wake up after four hours of sleep when I initially go to bed and in two hour increments afterward (from closer observation to my sleeping pattern recently), so it seemed fairly natural to try a DEILD approach. Since I went to sleep around 10:30 PM, I'm assuming this happened at around 2:30 AM (and since I later awoke at ~4:00 AM, this seems plausible). In any case:

I wake up, but keep my eyes close and instantly feel the sensation of falling asleep, but I was completely lucid as it was happening. I was very aware of falling asleep, and was certain I managed it, but my mind decided to be a jackass, and I dreamed of myself, in bed, trying to be lucid . In fact, its almost indistinguishable from when I first went to sleep, putting some doubt in my mind as to whether or not I actually managed to fall asleep originally. In any case, in my dream my eyes are still closed and I'm lying face down on my bed. I turn over, and again feel the sensation of falling asleep, but this time hear voices right next to my bed (first a man's, and later a woman's) as I'm doing so. I tell myself this was all part of obtaining lucidity, and to disregard the voices as they were by-products of this process.

So I think I was lucid for all the span of 2 seconds. Mind: 1, me: 0.

After a little while though, dream me decides to freak out, and I lurch out of bed, throwing my arms in the direction of the voice. As expected, nothing is there, I feel kind of like an idiot, as I threw away a very good opportunity (should've done a reality check ). Now that I'm up though, my sister enters my room in my apartment and sits down next to the bed. We talk for a bit, and I tell her about my "lucid" experience. In response, she pulls out a FoxTrot Comic Strip Book, and points at a Sunday strip. I saw all the details clearly (and one particular panel with Jason staring at the reader), and we took turns continuing the conversation with lines from the comic strip.

I got up and walked out of my room as I heard cooking in the kitchen. There was a pot of spam and eggs being heated on one stovetop, and a pot of steak, with bits of green pepper in the other. My sister began draining the pot with eggs, and I started stirring the pot with bits of steak. I suddenly knew my mother was where my roommate should be, getting ready for work, and, looking into the pot, which was sizzling and popping as I would expect (it also looked very tasty, and I could see the steak and drops of oil bubbling), noticed there was only a little bit. I concluded my mom made this for herself, and made the other pot of food, which had a lot more for my sister and I before she left for the day.

She came out, and I put away the wooden spoon. She might've thanked me for stirring the food or something, and then I awoke, and couldn't fall back asleep.

The following is a dream journal and analysis that I did for a research project. I wanted to share my experience and ask for everyone's opinions on the meaning of the dreams and the way I went about it.

Inquiry 20 Dream Journal
Dream Journal Entries

June 4th, 10:36 PM
Regular sleep (I think):
Some people I know and I were at some big electronics store taking some sort of tour with the owner. He gave me a couple of monitors/televisions for free. I only remembered this dream because I remembered about my new free stuff before realizing it never happened.

June 5th, 2014, 8:13 AM
Nap:
I went to some store like a gas station, hobby shop or CO-OP hardware store (weird places to think of) and I ran into someone from my basketball team. As we walking through we found more and more people, some already together. The coincidence was too much, I thought maybe it was planned (never considered I was dreaming). I found our coach there, too. I think there was someone I knew who wasn’t on the team as well. Also, I think there was a payphone somewhere.

June 7th, 2014, 12:05 PM
Regular sleep (no delayed nap this day):
Someone followed me on Instagram and I went to change my name but never did. I had a different phone (Samsung Galaxy S5?) and didn't notice.

June 9th, 2014, 9:05 AM
Regular sleep:
Running down 8th street east to west, coming from Arlington to Circle. I remember someone telling me to watch out for the speed trap but what I was doing was too important for me to care.

Nap:
I was playing in a basketball game and I was doing well, but my right hip was starting to hurt more and more. I got a pass on a fast break and had and open lane to the basket but at this point I could hardly move. I put up the layup and didn't even check if it went in because I immediately subbed out (even though there was no whistle).

June 10th, 2014, 7:44 AM
Regular sleep:
Dreams were very scattered and disconnected. There was something about some sort of rating system of something (very faint memory). I remember having a cold ice pack on that was warm 10 minutes before and it hadn't been cooled. I told a friend about that. There was a pickup basketball game with people I know. I wasn't playing but I wasn't watching from nearby either. It was like a movie - I wasn't even there. There was a very rich couple who were having a guest from Europe come and so they were planning a mansion party with hundreds of people and they were arguing about it. I also noticed the Facebook Messenger app on my phone was very old and outdated. I don't remember messaging anyone.

June 14th, 2014, 10:12 AM
Nap:
I was going on vacation somewhere really strange. I don’t believe my family was coming along.

June 16th, 2014
Regular sleep:
7:18 PM
Two dreams - one in which I think I was a security guard and another that I can't remember at all.
7:45 AM
Update: upon seeing my mother this morning I know that she was in one of these dreams along with other family members, I just don't know how. I was so close to remembering one of the dreams.

Nap:
8:20 AM
I went to the gym at Walter Murray for basketball practice, but knew that our practice wasn't there that day because both gyms were taken. I was surprised that much of our team was waiting by the gyms. However, the gyms weren't like normal. It was almost like they were on the second story of some castle. The walls were all stone. Anyway, I thought we were in the wrestling room instead for some reason but our coach showed up and it turned out the boys' gym was open.

() = odd observations about dream details
Dream Journal Analysis
Recurring Themes
The most recurring theme I have noticed in my dreams by far is the connection to basketball. Basketball has on my mind a lot lately due to all of the practices tournaments and the NBA playoffs. All of the nights that I dreamt of something basketball related were either the night before or after basketball practice (I only have two practices each week). They tended to be on Monday mornings/Sunday nights.
I also noticed that in many dreams I was surprised to see people I know in unexpected places. I never arrived at the destination with them – I arrived there and then ran into them. I would like to note that although I remembered many specific names, I left them out of this journal.

Connections to Reality:
Entry 1: I have wanted to buy a new monitor or two for quite a while now. I believe the store was a Fry’s Electronics, a large American chain which I visited once over the February break.

Entry 2: I have not had any interactions with a hobby store lately but I did have practice with the people on that team right before sleeping that night.

Entry 3: I have wanted to change my name on Instagram for a while now but have not bothered to do so. I have not had any thoughts about a different phone, though.

Entry 4:
Dream 1: I think this was a result of the speed trap setup in this exact area recently, but I don’t know why I was running that fast.
Dream 2: This one very closely predicted what followed that night. My hip had been hurting for quite a while and it was getting to be quite severe at that point. I knew I had a basketball game the following night. Because I also had football practice right before, by the time the game came around it was bothering me quite a bit while running or moving laterally. I couldn’t really sit out, though, because we were already short on numbers. There was no missed wide open layup, though.

Entry 5: The only connection to reality with this dream is that there was a news story around this time about some ridiculously huge party some kid threw in his parents’ mansion. My dream wasn’t focused on the party, however, but on the drama between the couple.

Entry 6: This dream occurred the night before I went to Regina for a Roughriders game. I went with my brother and mother and met my father there (he was already there for work). I guess that I did go without some of my family but it was still a family trip, and not really a vacation.

Entry 7:
Dream 1: I have been watching a television show that involves security guards a lot lately.
Dream 2: I did have basketball practice later that day, but it was with a completely different team.

Overall:
There was not a single dream without a connection to my real life in this journal. Although I know that dreams tend to be based on real-life aspects it is possible that I only remembered the dreams involving components from reality. Looking over the parts of the dreams I remembered or did not, it tended to be the more obscure elements that were most difficult to remember. I would remember key points but rarely any specific storyline.

The Delayed Nap Effect
In total, I had five dreams in my regular sleeping time and four dreams in the half hour of napping after a half hour awake. That may seem like a lot because of how much more time I spent asleep in regular sleep, but it is important to remember that it takes a long time to reach REM sleep and begin dreaming in regular sleep, whereas a nap within an hour of waking up tends to go straight back into REM sleep, allowing for immediate dreaming.
Three of these four nap dreams were very vivid and detailed when recalling afterward, while only two out of five regular sleep dreams had very much detail. This could be due to all of the naps being short enough that I woke up not long after dreaming. In regular sleep it could have been a while since I had been dreaming. In addition, the lack of deep sleep (N3 stage) in the naps likely made recall easier.

Recall Improvement
I actually began keeping this journal on June 2nd but did not have a dream to enter until the 5th. The dreaming was pretty evenly spaced. I did not have most of the dreams near the end. There was a stretch between the 10th and 14th where I could remember dreaming every night but could not remember the dream itself. This did not happen when I first began keeping track; I simply had no memory of a dream. By the end, however, I remembered dreaming almost every night. With more time my recall of the dream itself might improve as well.

Achieving Lucidity
I did not achieve lucidity in the time that I kept this journal. Two weeks is not much time for this to occur. The main strategies I put in place were the delayed nap, the dream journal, thinking to myself that I am lucid dreaming before the naps and reality checks. Now that I am done with this particular experiment I will probably adjust my strategy in the future. Although it is disappointing that I did not experience a lucid dream, I learned a lot more about dreaming than I expected to. I am going to share my findings on the websites listed in my learning journal. I think that there were a lot of interesting findings that these communities would benefit from reading about. In addition, they can give me tips on how to progress and achieve lucidity.

Wow...I had such a shock last night. It came in so unexpectedly, I didn't know what to think!

Okay, so last night I woke up around 4:30. Not from a dream, or lucid dream, but I just woke up from normal sleep.
I was lying there and suddenly I head this buzzing noise ringing in my ears. It became louder. Also, you know when you're on a plane and you can hear the steady humming of the engines? Well strangely enough, that's what I heard as well. The two sounds combined made it incredibly loud, and I was pretty confused at what was going on.
Then, I felt this sensation come over me, like all my limbs suddenly held this tension in them. In an instant, I completely understood ...no no no no! Sleep paralysis! :O

I attempt to gently move my arm, but as I do, I feel this incredible force push down onto it, making it feel as though it is literally super-glued to the bed. The sensation was so strange and unreal to me that I let my inner fear take over a little. I knew there was no reason to be scared, as it was all just a natural thing, but I could help but feel a little panic settle in.
After about 30 seconds to a minute, my limbs suddenly released all that tension and were free to move again. The buzzing had gone, and I was fine after that!

I knew that I would probably have to experience SP sometime sooner or later if I continued to do lucid dreams, and I guess that last night was one of those moments! I'm kind of glad that it happened though, now I know how it feels like and I don't have to worry about it too much again.

So yeah, this was my first Dream Journal entry, I hope you enjoyed it! Feel free to post any comments. (:

Happy lucid dreaming!
~TheDreamCloud

Just some quick notes and lucid experiences. Nothing worth counting.

Saturday night was G night. Had typical DEILDly SP that went no where and didn't last long.

Early this morning I drank a homemade cold latte:
I was at a dealership and the sales rep was trying to talk us into trading in our Dodge Journey for a newer Dodge Lancer but It looked almost identical to the Journey. He told us our interest was way lower but because it was lower that they had to raise it some so our payments would be $25 higher. I look at some documents in my hand. At the top I read "DAWDGE LANCER" Jesus they can't even spell Dodge. Is that intentional as some sort of loophole to scam me?, I thought. This whole thing seemed really sketch so I told him I wasn't interested. I comment to my wife that I really like the Journey and thought we were going to keep it indefinitely. As we leave all the salesmen break into a song and dance. I scoff and walk away.

Wake DEILD effort.

I am climbing in a window several stories at the dealership. I am now one of the sales reps and I arrive too late to join the song and dance.

I am riding in a vehicle having some conversation and become lucid. A ghostly car outside the window catches my attention. The dream morphs and turns black... all but the car. It looks like an actual Dodge Lancer. For some reason I put my hands in front of me as I say out loud in a sort of whine, "I HAD GOALS!" I can't recall them. The dream fades.

[11:00 PM]

I don't know how it happened, but I somehow angered Bill Gates to the point that he was using all of his wealth, and any manpower he could muster, to get me killed. Initially I was in a building with a friend of mine, #2662-31, being pursued by a hispanic assassin that Gates hired. We both rounded some stairs and ran further down, but, as I turned around, I noticed he took a different direction than directly behind us. I stopped my friend, as I concluded he was trying to take a shortcut and would intercept our path, so we should instead turn back. We began running and halfway up the stairs saw him also going up the stairs. He told us he expected us to have done this, and we turned back around again and continued running.

During this time, I felt very much like Bill Gates was playing a game with us (as in, he was having fun doing this). I don't know how he told us this, though I remember seeing his face very clearly at one point in the dream, and he said he would be installing cameras everywhere (on the planet o.o) incrementally, until we were caught. He also stated that everyone would begin searching for us (it kind of felt like he put a post on something similar to America's Most Wanted). Yet he would spare one of us, so long as either myself or my friend was caught.

We ended up on a bus, and both hid between the seats because, as the bus began moving, armed men started walking down the aisles looking for us. I noticed for some reason that many asian men were hiding in the same spot as I was, and the guards would talk to them, and apologize for confusing them with either myself or my friend (who is asian). Twice, two separate guards passed me but didn't say anything (or perhaps didn't see me), despite me being hidden in between some seats. As this was happening, I managed to find a piece of paper and a costume and place it over me. Eventually a guard did spot me, and immediately apologized for wasting my time, once I showed him the piece of paper (which had the name Frank instead of PonyLemon).

Once the guard passed me, my friend told me he thought it was wrong I lied to the guy, and should be honest about who I am. I felt incredulous at his hypocrisy, even debating to myself whether or not I should tell the guard my friend is one of the guys to capture, especially considering this would mean I was safe. I decided against it though, unless I felt like he was going to throw me under the bus.

I don't remember getting off the bus, but we ended up finding a gang of refugees or something, who immediately took us in. I believe we lived in an RV for a bit, and ended up driving to one of the member's home, where my friend and I crashed in the basement. We both seemed to have aged significantly (by like 30 years), and had long scraggly beards. We were also aware that it would only get harder to escape, and were doing our best to come up with a solution, which we finally managed to do- a time machine!

We started building the machine, or perhaps had it finished, when I woke up.

[3:00 AM] (I kept my eyes closed when I awoke, so I'm only guessing the time)

I was in an auditorium, near the front, where a class was being taught. While sitting there I see this girl I used to really like there as well, and she decided to sit next to me. We caught up a bit, and began flirting for a while, pushing each other playfully. Later on, we moved around and sat together at a different table, but still in the auditorium, where we observed someone I've seen before in my classes (but never talked to) tell the teacher he needed to drop out of this course (about filters). The teacher tried to convince him that he didn't need to, but the student said he did not need this class, and he could take an alternative more suited to his interests.

There was a lot more to this, but I didn't get a chance to jot notes down when I awoke.

Last night I didn't have any dreams, atleast not any I can remember. The thing is I'm just too busy with my exams and I can't put any focus on LDing, as much as I would like to LD again I know that exams have priority now.
Today exam went very good (Geography), tomorrow I have Physics which is my favorite and I expect to go very good too.
The day after that I will have history which I love cause it's about WW1 and me living in Belgium means the old battlefields are literally in my backyard.
Note: Do not walk on any restricted fields here in Flanders, they're like giant minefields filled with chemical bombs still from WW1.

Damn, another night with no dreams, what is going :/