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#325 – DILD – 4:25AM

I woke earlier and attempted DEILD but fell non lucid. I later have a dream that I only remember the premise of. Basically, I was challenged to enter the Astral Plain and find several other dreamers in a type of spook house setting. Four or five of us had pitched in $20 each and the winner takes the pot. I quickly find a place to lay down and focus on my “third eye” area in a type of meditation. I have random thoughts of what the spook house would be like and I fear that my expectations would create a bad schema, so I put it out of my mind.

Later... was it later? I notice my dream body feels odd and my hands are numb. I have the feeling that I lost consciousness briefly and woke to SP. Fully lucid now, I slowly get up and take labored steps around a dark room. My vision starts to clear and I see a wild haired version of my self cast on the wall from the moonlit window. I ignore it and search for a way out of the room.

As the lights come on, the bedroom looks nothing like any place I have ever been and I see other people sleeping. The premise of the entire reason for getting lucid takes over and I fully believe it as reality. For some reason I thing of those people sleeping as the other participants. I remember that I am supposed to actually teleport to the spook house to find six people. I try summoning a vortex but that wont come. Then, I visualize a door but it's just a strange outline on the wall. Then, I see an open closet with a very small door in back. I try to fit in but the dream becomes unstable as I try to shrink myself. Finally, I give up and leave through an actual door in the room. I decide it will take me where I need to go using expectation.

As I enter a dark hallway I see two guys lumbering toward me like zombies. I feel a little afraid but assume they are the two of the six. I point this out and walk away. My recall is a little hazy here but basically, I make my way through a large house until I find all six men in pairs. Suddenly, I remember to find an object to continuously stabilize though I probably didn't need this at this point. There is some sort of strange wire sculpture on an end table and I take it up. I feel it in my right hand and on my arm. It's light but sort of large.

I am still completely sold on the idea of the Astral Challenge and start talking to one of the guys about it all. I am very chatty in this dream and don't remember all that was said but we pretty much decide that everyone completed the challenge. I make a comment that I guess we just each take back our own $20. I realize I am holding a beer and say, “And the beer...” I look at a box of Bud Light. “I should have brought an 18 pack...” The box suddenly shows “18”. “Er, I mean a 24 pack. I could drink 18 all by myself.” I laugh out loud.
The guy I am talking to stays silent. I take a drink not paying attention to the feel or taste and set the can down. I remember I was holding an object and bring my attention back to it. The object has now sort of melted and morphed into something undefinable. I drop it and search for something else. We are in a kitchen with a sliding glass patio door. I see something like nails or screws on the kitchen counter. I take one and pause. Do I want a nail or screw? I decide it should be a screw since it has more texture and rigged to feel. I hold it in my right hand feeling it with my thumb as I continue the conversation. I say something about this spook house being in the “The Astral Plain” as I make quotation marks with my fingers. I say some other things and then, realizing I have completed my task, I should think of something else to do. I am amazed at how long this dream has been. I don't want it to end but I am afraid that I will forget parts of it. I think back a little and feel like I have a good grasp on things. I turn to the guy with me and ask, “Hey, do you want to go outside and play?” I am thinking of flying and figure it would be fun to have some company since I still believe this guy is another dreamer. He nods and we step outside through the patio doors to a back deck.

The yard is fairly large and has a privacy fence. I can see a busy road just beyond that and pickup passes by. Together we jump off over the railing trying to fly but we both have trouble. We hover just above some thick brush with razor-wire on top. Though I know that I am dreaming and believe that if I just land I will pass through the brush, I fear the razor wire. I flap my arms furiously and comment that razor-wire is a good motivator for flying. As I slowly make my way around the obstacle I have thoughts of waking. I try to force it away as I know this will be enough to end the dream. As I push past my Astral buddy, the dream fade away and I wake up. My recall is exceptionally slow and it takes several minutes to remember this dream. Worrisome!

Last few nights...

06/12/14:
I dreamed about a tree.

It was a huge tree with black bark and sprawling, twisted limbs... if anybody has seen a Live Oak, it was sort of like that, but much bigger. I know there is something wrong with it.

It is outside of the fence. The fence is wooden and rickety. It encloses something, but I'm not sure what. It's always dark, always night. The world feels very "small", like the entire world just surrounds the tree and the fence but doesn't spread very far beyond them. I am trying to somehow stop the evil I know is infecting the tree's roots.

Some sort of burrowing creature is inside of the fence, digging through the soft loamy earth. It's like a brown, short-haired dog sized ferret thing that can talk. Its tunnel reaches the "evil" roots. Once they are exposed, the evil is able to spread inside of the fence. It was an accident, the creature was just trying to create a "home" burrow. It apologizes and says it will make its home elsewhere.

I have to attend a class. My homework isn't done because I've been spending all of my time and energy trying to contain the evil. The teacher knows this, and fudges my grade. I feel like my classmates resent me because of it. I'm overstretched, though. The class is for a cello-like instrument. Not only is my instrument damaged, but in order to make a passing grade, I still have to play some songs for an exam, and they're too difficult for me because I haven't had time to practice. I feel overwhelmed and depressed.


06/14/14:
I have vague recollections of a nightmare. There is some sort of evil stitched-together zombie child. It's gray. It's stitched to a man's hip. I am trying to protect some other (living) children to it but it keeps "absorbing" large, bloody chunks of them and the whole situation is horrifying. I wake up but am still sort of half-asleep and the feeling of horror lingers until I fall back asleep.

I'm standing in this big metal room that is very cold and looks pretty familiar, I start getting this de' ja vu feeling which causes me to become lucid. I have no body and I'm just a floating ball of awareness, and I start hovering around this room. All of a sudden one of the walls becomes magnetic and my awareness gets pulls towards the wall. The force is so strong I feel my awareness getting crushed, and I swear it's the weirdest feeling. I was thinking "It's okay, It's okay it's just a dream", but it felt to real. I then thought, HOLY **** AM I DIEING?!, i could feel my awareness getting crushed up against this wall even harder the more I panicked, I then woke up. This was my very 1st nightmare of a lucid dream.

Some people (Young men and women) tied an elephant's trunk in a tree limb, Pulled the elephant around the tree and let it go like a slingshot around the tree while it cried out in pain and the abusers were laughing at the abuse they were doing. Later, A woman in her 30s or 40s looked out a window at the abusers and started talking to get their attention. I get the feeling this woman wasn't very nice; she started screaming by the third time she tried and the abusers were nonchalant and ignored her. One of them wearing an orange shirt then sat in acid and burned his rear end, He got up out of the acid and then fell in the acid but I pulled him out and he was alive. Then, he fell in again and was either dead or didn't move and didn't burn (to my perception) but was face-down and floating in the acid.

Consider the phrase "Pink Elephant in the Living Room" or "Looking at an Elephant through a microscope."

1. Mulan's chillin like a villain

Mulan and Li Shang are trying to scale this wall. I believe they're on a balcony that's all bluish. They're trying to scale this wall that has ropes attached to it. I think they're getting attacked by the Huns. Mulan leaps from the balcony and is running perpendicularly along the wall and ignoring gravity. She reaches a rope and says don't look down. Li does the same on his rope, and they escape the Huns. (my dj here says go through something I think I could've shipped the whole suspensv) I believe Li turns into an Indian and I see a medallion of Mulan and a medallion of an Indian emerge from a building. I walk by this bluish grey clay building with ants on the ground. I'm swatting away red bugs, but one hits my hand and I feel the sting.

2. The Man in the Purple Dress

I'm exploring this tall building that's pretty similar to one of the buildings on campus. It's very tall. I believe I'm infiltrating it looking for water. I see a vending machine and it has some of those big Deer Park water bottles in it. I think I'm also riding around on a skateboard. At the top of the building, I sit down for my piano lesson. There's an Asian dude sitting on the bench to my right and The Man in the Purple Dress over my left shoulder with some sort of musical device in his hand. Further to my right, there's another asian sitting at another black grand piano, and he looks pretty mad. The dude immediately to my right says don't worry, we have every right to be here. The Man in the Purple Dress then tells me that I can play a full scale or something with my five fingers, and I"m like ooooh I understand (after messing around a bit prior). I then start playing some stuff starting at the far left end of the piano with my right hand.

jumbly bumbly..

I have a vague recollection of being in a big beautiful place outdoors, riding a train.... Mountains, a field of wildflowers... I'm on the Moon! The Green Moon! We made a train that goes around the Moon!

^ w ^ Hi everyone. I was lucid again which is great but ran into some nightmares. First it started off with me messaging someone on dream views. It was funny cause the message said something about blowing someone till you hear them scream I. It made no sense. I than had a false awakening where I went to sleep in the dream. I started thinking about something than got off the bed and walked. I felt a portal open and someone came out of it into my room. The person asked if the guy on my bed was my boyfriend. I don't know who it was but for some reason I just said yes, I wuv him than hugged him. After that I had another false awakening but was sort of dum. There was a white carpet on my pillow and I was saying dum stuff. Than I saw images of a small boy with a big brown dog. Talking to his family about how he couldn't sleep.

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In my next dream I was...um...at my house with my family.(Semi lucid) Than suddenly the house became filled with water. I was drowning but than a giant appeared and saved me. After that I went to the next room and my dad,uncle and younger brother was there. My uncle said there was a boy laying there who looks like he forgot who he was a bit. My dad disagreed than try to touch me inappropriately. I screamed at him than ate a pumpkin pie and another sweet red thing. But than I saw it had white stuff on it so I left. Just when I was leaving my uncle gave me dishes to wash too. But I just left and appeared in a city. I was pretending to drive a car I think and ended up somewhere where a large machine thing was. I got fully lucid at that point.A boy was with his girlfriend and started to tease me about how they weren't going to fall to their doom . I was like whatever you say... than left. I pretended to drive again and dodged a few cars. A guy in the corner caught my attention but turned so I couldn't see his face. I went into a bus filled with middle school kids wearing white t shirts like they were going to school. They were singing happily and one was kind of too close to me. His dad pulled him away and the bus made a stop.we got out but than the bus driver said he made a wrong turn, the tracks were broken and that we were behind a building somewhere. A lady decided to go her own way and I followed her. It looked like a house mixed with a castle. I saw a hall and a lady standing near the front door. It looked scary so I didn't go there. The other lady showed me a big pipe sewer entrance and said we can escape through the sewers. That was a dum idea to me so I said no! We can just fly out of here. I flew out through a opening in the place and saw it was daytime, there were cars and people celebrating something. I went closer and also saw a commemoration place for a lady who died. The lady who tried to get me into the sewer came after me with a fork. I told her to stop and told her friends (while flying) that the lady was bothering me. Her two friends told her to leave me alone. That maybe they found a extraterrestrial. The lady said she wasn't trying to hurt me. She was trying to show her the secret recipe for the chicken was the fatty skin.Than I woke up.

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In the third dream I wanted to meet my guide Eye. I appeared in my house with a winter hat and knew I was dreaming. My mom was like I wasn't and than the dream began to fade so I started rubbing my hands. The dream was than stable and I asked my mom where was the phone. I found it in the bathroom and noticed the dream was fading again. I rubbed my hands and than dialed but no one picked up so I ran downstairs.I appeared in a different house and started calling Eye. I heard someone walking closer than the dream paused for a bit. I rubbed my hands just to see who would appear and it was a girl. She ran quickly behind me than she put her finger in my stomach.Like she was stabbing me. I woke up after that I think.

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My last dream was crazy...I appeared in a school classroom where the teacher was giving a spelling test. I didn't have a pencil though so someone gave me one. I don't recall what the questions were though. The test was than snatched out of my desk without me finishing and the class left into the hall. I followed and became lucid. I was happy so I screamed out to everyone "Guys! This is a dream! And to go on the website dream views if it was a shared dream experience. I shouted it a few times and the people started to snicker and joke about me as we left cause i looked stupid.When i was about to leave a random guy hurt a kid than used their finger to stab me. I felt it on my bellybutton area and i thought it was going to go through me. I stopped the person and ran away but fell. There was something about a knife about to cut me and a huge rock above my head but i used the knife to try and hit the guy than ran. That's when i appeared in a room with a good childhood friend who's older and my brothers. But they looked different. I walked out the room than heard a person crying like they were scared. I walked to the room curiously and saw a boy around my age on a bed shaking in the fetal position cause he was scared of something. i went up to him and said it was going to be okay, that there was nothing to be afraid of cause i knew it was a dream. Oh and that Jehovah and Jesus will protect him him from any scary demons or stuff like that and hugged him but not too close cause he wasn't wearing clothes. But he kept saying no, that he wasn't safe. When i looked at his eyes his eyes were light blue and kind of cute but he disappeared and that's when i felt someone grab me and use their finger to stab me again. I kept using will power to keep their finger from piercing me. But it felt really strong. Than the dream shifted and i lost my lucidity. I was on the mattress with two people and i was like i was happy to wake up from that crazy dream. Than the little boy or girl near me was like "what was that?". Than pointed to something on the mattress and it was a feet mark. Someone invisible was walking on the mattress. I took a step back than i was stabbed with the finger in my belly button again. It didn't break through me but i felt it getting stronger and stronger. I thought it was real life and a a demon was trying to kill us. So i started praying for Jehovah to help me. But it wasn't working. When it wasn't working I knew it was a dream but felt it get so strong i was like Okay...if you don't help me god or Jesus I'm going to die. Than i saw the scenery change and woke up.lol

I am a driver on this TV show called 'Space Road Truckers' about a small group of people who drive (or fly) cargo trucks throughout the solar system. Also this does not feel like the normal solar system. I believe it was taking place in a binary star system. The planets I had to deliver to were moons of a large jupiter-like gas planet orbiting close to the star. Also, the trucks and futuristic designs to them. Rather than wheels, they had these blue glowing energy conduits running along the bottom allowing them to hover and fly into space, and the cab had some extra reinforcement to protect the driver from radiation and pressures.

Forgive the bad title- these dreams were kind of everywhere and a little hazy.

1. I was watching a movie with a girl and my former roommate #645-30. I sat behind the girl, who I thought was very attractive, and noticed my legs were brushing against her butt. This made her uncomfortable, and I thought my roommate noticed, but immediately afterward my view jumped into a forum of some sorts, and I couldn't find her anywhere on the website.

2. I was entering a contest with HorseLime, and had a meeting with a woman on the specifications of our product. She was thoroughly impressed, and, thinking HorseLime had my name as well, told the actual judges she was very impressed by "PonyLemon and PonyLemon." We pass first stage, and are taunted with a free trip to the beach (with this girl I was really into back in high school and her 3 friends), as well as a new house, and some monetary prize. It turned out we had to pass the second stage to win this though. Later on, HorseLime and I walk pass one of my other friends, #62-927, who was with someone I didn't recognize and reach a crosswalk. In order to pass though, we had to pay 20 cents. HorseLime agreed to this, but, thinking it was outrageous, I decided against it and met back with #62-927. I crashed at his place for a little while, and using the bathroom, remarking that I didn't care if the door locked or not when he asked. His place and bathroom reminded me very much of my freshman dorm.

3. I was wearing a Jimmy John's t-shirt that had a catch phrase that changed a lot.

4. There was a group selling sex to people who were unhappy, but phrasing it as a service to avoid any legal problems. A girl I liked recently was there when I walked in to complain about the service, which surprised me. As no one was speaking to me, I walked past the main door into a consultant's office. A man approached me before I completely entered, and was mad, as he explicitly said no one was allowed. I became extremely angry and told him no one talked to me, so shut up, which he did. I entered the consultant's room and sat down to complain to the rather large woman sitting behind the desk. I told her I wasn't against people having sex, or anything like that, but the principle behind this business was shady since it lied about its true purpose and took advantage of people when they were feeling low. She responded with a "I understand," and, as she spoke, became progressively quieter, but I nodded in agreement with her, especially at the end when she asked if I understood. I thanked her for her time and walked out.

5. I was rooming with someone, and they were shrinking through the door (I actually don't remember this one, but I wrote it down sometime during the night).

I am in an auditorium with my friends, talking about lucid dreaming. One of them presents me with a pillow for light sleepers. The packaging says "cundams." I chuckle at this, look away and look back. It changes to something else, and I figure I read it wrong the first time! I explain to my friend what I thought it said, and laugh a bit. She says that "is gross, please stop."

Another friend explains that he wants to increase the frequency of lucid dreams he has. He has only had one 20-minute experience (in the dream). I explain to him Waggoner's variation of Castaneda's stabilization technique (looking at your hands). I then proceed to hold my hands in front of me and stare at them. I am wearing black mesh workout gloves; never occurs to me that that is odd. I then repeat, "The next time I see my hands, I'll notice I'm dreaming."

Then, finally, I am at work. A colleague comes in to stress about something. I do a reality check, then assure her that we are dreaming, and not to worry about it. I do not have a care in the world. She leaves.

Supps:
Pre-bed - 5htp
Wbtb - G, C, L-theanine
Time - 445am after sleeping for 6 hours, stayed up until 5am

I was really concerned I wouldn't get back to sleep since I felt pretty awake when I laid back down. I kept starting to fade off and catching myself. I think I had this dream around 6 or 630, was going to keep going but daughter was up at 7.

This one started as a battle. Was really similar to the Normandy invasion it seemed. There was not any blood and I don't remember seeing anyone getting hit just people launching rockets and shooting guns. At this point I was watching it as a movie, there was one guy who got behind the lines and started launching missiles at the bad guys. The good guys down the hill started to advance and by the time the bad guys realized it was too late. They turned around and started firing again but were too late and were taken over. I was then interacting in the dream and remember being at a bench/table with a bunch of gun magazines behind it. This is where some of the bad guys were at firing on the good guys and now it was abandoned. There was another guy about 20 yards from me who asked if we were supposed to expend the rockets that the bad guys didn't fire. He was given a yes and he fired it; the rocket flew right down and hit the SUV that I guess all the good guys drove up in. It exploded and all of the bad guys that were left laughed. So back to where I was, I found a magazine with bullets in it and tried to put it in a gun I had, it went in but a couple bullets fell out and it didn't lock in place. I then took it out looked at it and then put it back in again and it fit. There was a young boy I thought was a bad guy so I racked the gun and aimed it at him. I was told he was good to go and then held my fist out for a fist bump, and the kid gave me a fist bump. We all began walking along, all the soldiers I was with. I passed a girl I guess I knew and gave her a fist bump (not sure why I was fist bumping everyone). I was walking still and there were alot of people walking down a hill. The landscape was pretty green and there were trees, I saw in the distance where everyone was congregating. I had a moment of clarity at this point and became Lucid: I continued to walk with the scene for a bit and thought I would just keep flowing with the dream, then I thought I would fly straight up and lastly I remembered I wanted to do a TOTM. There was a soldier walking next to me wearing camo and a helmet, I turned him around and he was a younger guy with I assumed blonde hair but I couldn't be sure because of the helmet. I pulled him to me and planted one on him.... I smooched for a bit and it was really just like kissing a piece meat or a piece of bologna. After a few seconds I let him go and he just carried on as he was before with no comments or reactions. I said something to the effect of "That was good stuff wasn't it?". I then thought of trying the repeat task but woke up. It may have been from the excitement of completing the task.

There is this girl that i like in the dream. We like each other but some guy took her and told her that he would kill me if she leaves him. We are in a very small house/hotel, it has one kitchen and living room and 4 rooms for rent. I was in the first room to the left and the other guy was in the 2nd room to the left. I went over to see the girl but then he saw us and told me that he would kill me if i come within 18 feet of him. I went back to my room and started drawing with these tubes filled with graphite powder. Then some people started to come and help with the drawing (it was a really big drawing of a waterfall). Then right before it was done the guy came in. I looked for my sword. I grabbed it and i was going to attack when someone drawing on the drawing used some graphite it went in front of him and it instead cut my sword. (my sword was literally about 1/4 its size and had a boxcutter edge (slanted)) He was flash stepping around me and he had his sword only a few inches from my face. I started doing some battle cry of anger and slashed at his stomach. He flash stepped to my left only a foot away. I stabbed him. He said he put his sword away and we didnt need to duel but then i grabbed him and stabbed him over 9 times (there was a set amount to kill, it was like sao only needed 7 hits to deal enough damage but i kept stabbing. when he died he exploded like in sao)

13/06/2014 - Nap after work:

.../I'm watching a TV-show which is about to find the 4 worse artistic performances of the week. It's a sort of a live show. The audience laughs with every presentation. At the end a woman's voice announces the new performers of the week and which one of them will succeed or could be in the next show. After a couple of blurry music performances, a guy covered in blood starts dancing some satanic rituals. I think perhaps this guy will be in the next show. Then she says something like: "...And now we'll present the new release from the band [She says the name of my former band], they are bringing their new material and it looks like they are going to be a great hit... or will they be in our next show?". I start to pay attention, wondering about their new sound and what have they done since my departure. A very interesting riff fades in. I'm amazed, thinking how the hell he can think those rhythms! The volume goes up and the riff is on my face! It's simply wonderful. I think this guy have talent. Then I start to wonder what could he do to get out of that riff and perhaps he will try to accelerate the rhythm. It changes into a speed riff which doesn't convince me. I think he did it again, lost the feeling trying to impress with flaw speed riffs. I turn my back while the music fades out/...

* I wake up with the first riff looping in my head when I notice that it's something I don't know. I first record the melody with my cheap voice recorder. Then I wonder how it goes in the guitar. I have to tune it in C. Then I decide that perhaps it wouldn't be a bad idea to try to record it. And once again, I have a new riff ready to be worked...

I woke up this morning, but soon fell back asleep and had a false awakening from the real world to a dream. Within the dream I was on the top bunk in my and my brother's old room at my parent's house. I then attempted to WILD within the dream, in my bed, and managed to feel all the sensations of attempting to wild - the fading away to darkness, the static tingling, the occasional random noise. I continued to attempt to WILD several times, each time fading back to [dream] reality, just like it happens when I'm awake.

Eventually I decided to try something different, and so I tried to WILD while walking around the room! (At some point this translated to me walking around the front yard, which had somehow become a redwood forest.) I thought maybe physical walking would translate to walking within a lucid dream. But each attempt never quite worked out, so I went back inside and decided to try cramming myself in the corner under the bed to try that way. It was stuffy and hard to breathe. (It has been a long time since I felt stuffy in a dream.) I curled up in a ball, closed my eyes, and tried to WILD while imagining myself walking this time. This was even less successful, probably because I was distracted by difficulty breathing, but eventually also because I heard noises.

I got out from under the bed to see the Blue Princess and her guardian passing by. I asked what they were doing. They were casually evading their enemies so they can avoid a confrontation, unlike the Green Princess who's guardian was desperately defending her at the time. I thought for sure she was the Princess of Water, but the Blue Princess ensured me that she was the Princess of Wheat.

The princess and her cowardly guardian fled, and then the enemies arrived- Some really muscular man, and Knuckles the Echidna. I started throwing stuff at them, stuff like lamp posts and metal drums. No idea where I found all that stuff in my small bedroom. They started throwing stuff back at me. And eventually we were having such great fun that we searched around until we found some water guns and then had a water gun fight.

13.06.14 Friday, and full moon...

Did not sleep until four a clock. Was meditating and listening to music in bed til around midnight. turned on the computer and doing LD related tasks. Wrote myself into the dream yoga course in here, and wrote about some dreaming related books. Last thing I did before bed: Hunt for a bat or something which where making a scrapping noise from the roof/ possible from in the room. Did not find any thing.

Setting: 1001 night, arabic but bent out of shape. Dreamworld. Flat roofs and towers. Earth, Stone, Air, water and/or liquid dark matter, something else than water. High clarity. Some colors. Vision and sound, no clear memory of touch and smell. Though I can remember hugging.

Way of becoming lucid: MILD because same DC appeared many times (I think), used hands and spinning to stabilize.

Grade of remembering: Low to medium. (Did not write it in the night.)

Planed mission attained: Yes. Experience unconditional love and compassion.

Mission succession rate: Failed.

Special physical conditions: Yes, atlas in neck gone out of position. Must sleep on back. Maybe problems with energy. Are at hotel.
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I am sure that the same DC try to make contact with me several times, and I am almost positive that's what brings me to the conclusion that I am dreaming. I am not sure if I have encountered this DC in previous drems. But I am sure in this dream that I don't want anything to do with him. Also a girl in similar clothes try's to contact me, but I am not interested. My "I" wants to:

A. Not go into a nightmare.
B. Fulfill programmed task.

The DC's are wearing black and ghoulish clothes. The man which I encounter many times looks kind of scared in his face. And also looks sad and unpleasant. He remind me of this boy I once encountered in a horrible nightmare who I am pretty sure where the victim of my subconscious. This boy was full of terrible wounds and he waited for me to go trough a door so that he could pas the other way at the same time. Well I kept my distance and focused on the Lucid state and try to remember my task I had planned. I would like to experience the feeling of great compassion.

Well I was trilled because I got seated on a hillside facing some sort of water. Just to get into the meditation position in the dream trilled me. There where a lot of other people there. And the ground started moving slow and controlled into the sea. I am sure the sea represented death, or reincarnation, but the people where pretty much expression not caring so much about it. When it was my turn I stopped the experiment. This is a dream of a controlling and intellectualizing person. Afraid of my feelings I would like them to come in portions. My last LD, I had the era where I receive feelings, open, and the dream completely overwhelmed, scared and angered me. So no I turned the LD into a dead thing not really concerning me?

Then the ghoulish DC would contact me again. I thought, no more mr. nice guy. And made myself the strongest most powerful human form and just wrecked him. (Idea from LD literature read on the evening before.) Well now this DC dropped one or two books on the bottom of the ocean or something. I remember reading "OCULT GRAVE RITUALS" on the cover of one of these books while holding it in my hand. Now the DC faces me and says. "I have tried to contact you so many times, your time is running out, you only have half a month and a year left, and I haven't teach you anything yet!" Then I wake, maybe I choose to. The encounter was scary enough, and the things he said made me wake up. This was a really clear dream, but I did not write it down before morning so a lot of the details are gone.

This is the second LD in a rough where death is playing a role. I later will share the first one as well. I am thinking/hoping that I will change in a year or so. Maybe also die (not hoping that), but It's not like I am sure of it, actually I am kind of stuck in believing that I will not die. I woke up this morning happy about having had a LD, and that I remembered my quest. To day has been a good day. I need fear and being kicked to wake up from my samsaric lullaby.

I am doing this effort not to gain powers, not to gain wealth and fame. Not to in anyway feel superior to other beings. I am doing it to gain clarity, compassion and happiness and bring that in to the world.