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Part twooooo of the same dream, after I fell asleep again~

Dream - Devil Destruction ?? wow that sounds really lame
So I was back in the same convention center as before, only this time I was an established hero in my own right, and the Justice League and bear/Godzilla were gone. In their place was a new opponent: the devil. Or basically some dude in a red suit with horns and a goat's tail and all that jazz, wandering around the center with these two inflatable devil minions of his. People were kinda wary of the guy, but I don't think it was the general consensus that I needed to take him on. Too bad though 'cause that's what I did! I wasn't really a hero of the people or anything, more like some suspicious powerful person wandering around looking for threats to dispense with. A sort of semi-paranoid protector. (Also my IRL family wasn't part of the dream anymore.)

So first I encountered him 'n' his two minions and I was like, are those... actually minions? They look like inflatable demon decorations (they were about as tall as he was and super wide), but then they started sort of toddling around on their own, one just sort of pacing a route in the middle of the floor, the other following close by him. People were giving the pacing one a lot of space, but didn't seem to mind when the devil and his other minion wandered off in their midst.

I decided to take down the pacing minion, which wasn't particularly hard and was actually pretty stinking rad. The low-level lucidity was gone, but my expectations were still sort of managing the dream, so when I noticed that the minion could only toddle around on his little legs, MY movement leveled up. Then I had some kinda torch or a brand or somethin', and the fight consisted of me dancing around the dude, dodging his pitiful rushes, jabbing at him with the torch/brand, and moving in this exceedingly quick and graceful way that was just, loads of fun. I quite enjoyed that. Also Imma call that a dream power.

In the end, the minion was just a little deflated pile on the ground. He hadn't even touched me. And the people around me seemed borderline disapproving, but I didn't caaaaare~

After that, it's a bit harder to remember the different pieces of what happened. I remember an interlude where I was sitting in a classroom doing schoolwork, when the clock caught on fire. This was our cue to get out before the place burned down, but I chilled there still working, and so did a few other cool kids, though some left over time. At one point a girl and boy walked by, and the girl noticed I'd dropped a bunch of hair bands on the floor, and decided to claim them for herself. Think I gave her an evil look. Eventually the clock just stopped being on fire, which was sort of anti-climactic.

Another part seemed to be some TV reporter woman trying to explain, on camera, why she couldn't do a certain thing... which had to do with efforts to stop bad guys. They wanted her to be part of the offensive somehow, maybe owing to some power she hadn't known she'd had, but she was pretty persistent in saying it wouldn't work out.

Lastlyyyy the dream took a rather more dark turn and seemed to be falling apart, with details getting mixed up with various thoughts I was having. I do remember that I entirely ceased to be quick and/or graceful, and my method of taking out the devil culminated with me straddling his chest on the ground and wildly stabbing his eyes out with some sort of dual-hooked claw. Also I was watching myself from third person—I seemed furious and out of control, and the devil guy wasn't putting up much of a fight at all. Then I stopped, seeming struck by the carnage, and my thoughts turned to what could've inspired this, which resulted in a shot of some eyeless woman in a white dress. And then I think the same thing happened twice, or something. Which is always just confusing as anything. Repetition is a no-no, dreams.

Think I woke up after that.

So I am an only child, i'm 17 and recently i've been thinking about how if my parents ever passed away suddenly I would have no-one, My dad has no siblings either, my mum has a brother but him his wife and 2 kids live in australia so I rarely see them.

Anyway a few nights ago I dreamt that I was sat on the sofa in my lounge (except the sofa was bigger) and I had a sister who was sat to the right of me, dad the other side of her and mum next to me and we were all cuddled together reading a story. I don't know who she was now.

Last night I dreamt I was about 6 or 7 and again I had a sister who was about the same age, and our parents had adopted this other girl called Kazeema, we all had separate bedrooms but we were planning on 2 people sharing one or something so we were running round finding a tape measure and measuring the rooms to see who's was the biggest so that the 2 people sharing could have that one.

Real life: Friday, 21 March 2014

I wanted to recall what did I fill during the test so I want to dream about going back in time. (It failed as I cannot recall what I've filled in the test paper)

I was dreaming that I was transported to Wednesday, 19 March 2014
It started at my school during dismissal time. I do my usual stuff when arrive home like going to courses, take a bath and other personal stuff. During night time, I sleep

In the dream I was sleeping and I was transported to Friday, 21 March 2014 Dream Calendar. I dream about going to school and suddenly I suffered a sickness which cause my whole body to turn white. I go to the clinic and meet my math teacher there. When he saw me, I never expect that he was a wizard and he said that it is an unknown disease. He said sorry and he seals the room and cover himself in the forcefield and I die.

I woke up in the morning on the day after Wednesday, 19 March 2014, which is is Thursday, 20 March 2014
I prepare myself for going to school. After arrive at school, I do my school stuff. During the break, I told my friends about the dream. When me and my friend are going down from the stair, I slipped, fall off the stair and break my neck spine.

I woke up in the morning and real life which is the day after Friday, 21 March 2014 which is Saturday, 22 March 2014.
I do reality checks and make sure I was not dreaming because I don't want to die.

Please explain what I have gone thought. I didn't made up stories. It is exactly what I dream about as it was very vivid.

Started out in this dark area, can't quite remember what I was doing there. The scene changed into this metropolis. I was on the outside of this huge city and was on a roof of this hotel thing(Stayed at a hotel last night for Robotics tournament). I realised that I was dreaming and immediately stabalized my dream by studying the details in my hands in involving myself in the dream world. I tried to jump extremely high, I jumped. No luck, I said "Jump higher". No luck, I yelled "JUMP HIGHER" and off I went, at least 35 feet into the air, high enough to reach this building a bit higher up. I saw the metropolis at this point and was thinking, "I want to fly..." I started off at the edge of this tall building and I visualized superman flying. I jumped, and I fell. I fell and was falling and falling falling falling falling(In the position to do a belly flop) until I was about a mile above the ocean and I took off. I flew into the metropolis, it seemed that all the buildings had a singular entrance so I flew around and looked for it. I found it and ran into a police officer guarding it. He gave me this weird glare as I walked past him but he never tried to stop me. The platform split into stairs on both sides of me and I chose to go right. Down these stairs every class of person you can think of is doing whatever. Business people, sports fans, and anything else. I kept walking and it kinda went blank from there... Last thing I can remember past that was that I was after this briefcase(Could've been hired for all I know) and any time I tried to get it I got tackled by this girl and this buff guy. I would attack them and after a while they'd disappear with the case and it's now in another location. I go over to where it is now and I see these guys loading up a garbage truck in an alley. They're looking at me when I decide to try something new "freeze time" and nothing's moving anymore.. I chuckle a little bit because it feels like one of those sandbox games where you have an objective but there are millions of ways to accomplish it. I walk up into this yard on the right and grab the case and walk off. I can't remember anything else after that ;(

Date: 3/23/2014 (Sat)
Total sleep: 7 hours?
Daytime Techniques: RCs (Text), visualization, Mantra
Lucid Techniques: Mantra, visualization
Recall Techniques: Mantra
Fell Asleep: Sometime after 1 am
Dream 1 Title: Ghost pinches my butt
Dream 1: (Brief – I believe this was actually Hypnagogia) I am sitting on my couch in my living room. Everything looks exactly the same as reality. I am watching some random nature show. Out of habit I look down at the digital clock on the face of the cable box. There are no numbers. I know something isn’t right. I stand up and suddenly the power goes out (all the lights and the TV). I am standing in complete darkness when I feel a very strong hand pinch my left buttocks! At the same time I hear a deafening loud woman’s scream! I startle awake. (See notes below)
Dream 2 Title: Random Fragments
Dream 2: (See notes below) (1) I am on an island. I am standing on a rocky hill top, with long grass growing from between the rocks. It is a cloudy and slightly foggy day. I can see the ocean from where I am standing. (2) I am asking someone “Is she corporate?” I feel nervous because I feel like she has been sent from corporate to spy on us.
Vividness: (scale of 1-15, 10 is waking life vividness) D1 = 8; D2 = 3;
Awareness: (1-10; or lucid) D1 = 9; D2 = 3;
Length: (how long it felt like! Because that matters) D1 = 1 min; D2 = 30 sec
Emotions: Confusion, Fear, Peaceful, Annoyance
Dream Signs: Couldn’t see text, sudden power failure, being somewhere I don’t recognize.
Notes: I took only B-5 and Chorine last night. My wife and I went out with friends to see a live band last night (when we left I had a strong ringing in my ears which could explain the woman’s scream in dream 1). But my wife was coming down with an illness and we left at 10:30 pm. When we got home she was feeling horrible and couldn’t sleep. I had to drive to the 24 hour pharmacy twice. This kept me awake until after 1 am (I stopped looking at the clock at that time). On a good note: I am working very hard to develop a strong habit of searching for text (with my eyes) everywhere I go. When I see it I; look, look away and will it to change, look back. There is text everywhere in my life. So far it is an extremely rare occasion where I can’t see some kind of text (numbers or words). Last night I started with a new mantra: “When I am dreaming tonight I will seek out text, when I see it I will know I am dreaming.”

The OFFICIAL Foxrally Dream History Textbook

This is when I has my first Lucid Dream, on the 19th of March 2014. I'll just copy the post I wrote on the "Lucid Experiences" section.

Lucid Dream - Ridin' a whale + Weird School:

I remember the dream starting off with myself and my brother out at sea. It was really dark and stormy yet I felt strangely at ease and relaxed. I was riding a gigantic whale (oh the awesomeness) and my brother was swimming beside me. We were somehow fighting an armada of submarines while exploring a huge abandoned shipwreck. At some point, I lost control of my whale and it started heading for a small rocky island. As soon as it hit the sand I tried to tell it to move but it lied there yelling for me to move. My brother told me to just let it alone and get off. I did so and looked up. I saw a bunch of seagulls flying away from a huge stormy-looking cloud and told my brother that we needed to find shelter. (Please note that up to this moment it is still a normal/semi-lucid dream).

We started clambering over the rocks in the island and then reached a small shed-like structure with a white metal door. I was about to go open it when someone did so from the inside. It was my grandmother, which lives all the way in Algeria and whom I only see in the summer. This was when I reached or attained lucidity. I quickly realized "wait, we don't live on an island" and suddenly everything just snapped into focus around me. The waves, the sky, the rocks. I raised my hand and looked at it. It looked exactly like a real-life hand, and I had consciously made the notion to raise it. I immediately concluded I was lucid dreaming. Remembering advice from a few sources I had red before, it is important not to get too excited in lucid dreams as they could slip away. I tried to stay calm and flicked my fingers tentatively, trying to spark fire. Disappointingly, nothing happened, but the feeling of my fingers against each other felt amazingly real.

My brother urged me into the house and I entered into a fancy red-walled house. A fire was burning in a fireplace (I have never seen a real-life fireplace) and most of my family (extended as well as close) was seated around talking. The layout reminded me a lot of one one of the houses I had built in the game Minecraft last year, only that this one was in real (or rather dream-real) cement. I walked around the house a bit, not talking to anyone for they were all busy. My lucidity was slowly slipping away without me noticing.

The next time I regained lucidity, and realized that I had gone back to normal dream-state earlier, I found myself in my school, in a corridor which seemed familiar but I had never actually seen. A small boy was standing next to a door, sulking. He asked me where I had been. Not knowing how to answer him, I replied, "at home." I asked him what was the time and he replied with "Physics" and then laughed at me. Physics is not a subject I take.

I ignored the boy and decided to go to a more mature person and test how far I could go with questioning my subconscious mind. I entered a door, and found myself in the school canteen facing one of my teachers (I recently had a conversation with him on that day, which was an interesting coincidence). I was surprised when he asked me the exact same question the boy asked: "Where were you all this time, my friend?" (I have to say that my subconscious is great at imitating voices, though). Eager to see his reaction, I walked up to him, and whispered that "It's all a dream, you know." He made no comment on that and just continued on with his work normally.

Laughing to myself, I turned around and exited from the door I came in. It opened up somewhere else because now I was outside. A bunch of small children were playing baseball. I stood there watching them, not realizing that my lucidity was slowly slipping away again. I stood there unaware of t until all of the kids dissapeared to be replaced by a Marshtomp. If you don't know what a Marshtomp is, here it is.

I then woke up with a huge smile on my face.

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I tried so much to WILD that I forgot my dreams lol.

didn't set an alarm but did decide to try to write down what dreams I might have, which is why I'm awake right noww~
low-level lucidity is the best yo
callin' it night 'cause I'm going back to sleep after this.

Dream - Bear Battle
So the dream started off with me and my sister and mom in a forest just walking down the forest path ... and then a bear started hunting us. Not a good feeling. We couldn't shake it, either, had to constantly keep moving. I think I may have done some flying at this point. I'm not sure how that helped though, since it would've left my family behind.

We came to a giant slide in the forest, like you'd see at a Renaissance festival, and Mom said something about how she couldn't believe a girl had died there. Apparently the (teenage) girl had been alone in the forest and been killed and eaten by the bear on or near the slide. Notwithstanding that we jumped on it and slid down, and I was in the front so when I reached the bottom and mom started to go past, I reached out and grabbed/saved her (with a bit of low-level lucidity trying to control my expectations so I wouldn't miss) and she grabbed Jess. Then we hopped off the slide and started heading back up the hill towards the path at an angle to it, presumably to throw the bear off when it went down the slide.

Next thing, we were in a convention center, which the bear was attacking. Ben and Dad were there, and people around us were fleeing in various directions. I had the thought that my family should be safe from the bear with so many other people around to get eaten by it.

But then, for whatever reason, we headed towards the back of the building, towards a more closed-off-from-the-public area. We came across an enterprising dude who was trying to rig the elevator shaft into a makeshift bear-killer using his electricity skills. I remember thick black wires going down this empty elevator shaft which had no doors of any kind, it just opened out onto each floor. Notwithstanding his intentions, the elevator shaft seemed like the safest place for my family to be, especially when it turned out that the bear was actually in THIS area, and part of the reason it was so empty was because everyone had fled. Apparently he'd broken through the wall somehow, from the more public area into here.

I sent my family to the bottom of the elevator shaft. At this point the main focus was protecting mom, so with that in mind I set off to fight the bear. My expectations were that it might not work but I didn't exactly have a choice; I'd have to do whatever it took to protect her.

At this point the bear had gradually gained sentience, and become something of a cyborg (white robotic add-ons, sort of Portal-esque), and was now treating killing my mother as the top item on his to-do list.

A lot of bear-fighting ensued! I had flying skills, and some level of invulnerability, as well as super strength, but the best I could do was hold him off, I think. I wish I could remember more about this part, although, maybe there wasn't more? Maybe it really was just a scant approximation of a bear fight. I do remember some parts, such as one time when I got Ben to tag in against the bear temporarily, and another where the bear got past me and dove down the elevator shaft, and I dove after him and caught up in midair (my brain was like "it's because I'm lighter, it makes sense! >8O", nice try brain), but he simply said something mocking (also he sort of was warping and changing shape, like the dream couldn't be bothered to have steady graphics), and I missed my chance to punch him in midair.

I'm pretty sure I punched him loads of other times though.

And I remember we had to keep shuffling mom around to keep her away from him. He was fricking persistent.

I think one of my favorite things about the dream was the feeling I got when I decided I was going to take a bear on to protect my mother. Protecting her with my life, y'know? And since I couldn't afford to lose, I got them dream powers. There was more to it, though. I wish I could remember moooreeee aaaaaa

Uhhh and the last phase of the dream was where we left the convention center, and the bear had evolved to a stronger form, aka Godzilla. He was towering over everything and STILL wanted to kill my mother, so we had to move her away/keep her hidden in the crowd. He was angrily demanding of me to give up already, and I was calculating how far up I would have to fly just to get by his face so I could punch it. At this point I didn't stand a chance (also, he had cheater bubble powers that could vaporize things).

WHICH IS WHYYYY the Justice League showed up. I prefer The Avengers, but oh well. Superman was very handy to have. They even had a bit of a dramatic reveal, where Godzilla flung something that had a person or two inside, and Superman caught it before it could hit the ground. Then it turned into a movie, with an off-screen crowd watching from some theater somewhere.

Godzilla became a bear again, I think, which retreated into an upper floor of some building. Superman challenged it and said he would take it on anytime, and the bear/Godzilla responded sort of sulkily, while I was thinking yes, please let Superman just kill this thing already. But he didn't. He got in an argument with another Justice League member and told them "You are not battery powered," and I was like "ah yes of course that makes sense." even though it did not, while the off-screen audience laughed. And then he argued with some super-speed lady, and more laughter ensued, and the bear may have left, and then I woke up.

Night of March 23, 2014. Sunday.



This was a recurring nightly dream from several days from this date; quite vivid, and which gave me a rather unusual sense of “childlike security” and comfort for some reason. It involved the cartoon series “The Flintstones” but it was mostly just an alteration of the opening scenes (the scenes involving Fred’s car only); quite redundant, but with subtle continuous variations - by them being underwater (seemingly at or near the bottom of the ocean) and having a sort of “bubbly” audio. Sometimes the car seems to float upwards a bit, and the “yabadabadoo” sounds rather amusing underwater and bubbles flow out from Fred’s mouth. (The real-life theme song also sounds muffled, but clear enough to understand the words.) Of course, it does not make any sense in any way, but seems almost emotionally fulfilling in some ways, regardless of how ludicrous the implications are. It also seems three-dimensional rather than flat as if I am a present but passive part of the “real” environment.

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This is a form of water induction and water mainly symbolizes sleep in a dream (and sleep dynamics based on the nature of the water). There is the added association that one beginning of “The Flintstones” showed them going to a movie theater and waiting for the movie to begin, which validates the nature of this sustained induction (as watching a movie can be analogous to passively watching one’s dream as I am here).

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I had mostly fragments last night.

This is all I remember: A pole in the middle of something, a man showing off for the military, Vampires?, and Desirae

False Awakening


I got up from bed and felt extremely tired. I think I was headed to the bathroom. I had an intense headache. I lifted up my hands I don't know for what. I fell to the floor and last thing I remember was seeing Binks.

Side-note | Lucid

Jeff's troubles
I'm in a room with my family, Jeff C, and maybe other people. Jeff is talking about a meeting he had with his company (Verizon) that was very difficult. It seems they're trying to bring him up on false disciplinary charges and he's having to fight back really hard. They're using all kinds of dirty tricks; this last meeting wasn't even held at the time they'd originally scheduled it for. Someone comments that Jeff's superior died recently and asks if it was because of this kind of thing, but Jeff replies that it wasn't quite the same, that he actually died of an equipment failure. I realize that my second daughter is playing with Jeff's boots, that she's got some kind of tool and is pulling plugs of leather and elastic out of the heel of the boots. Jeff is displeased, making a passive aggressive comment along the lines of "I really need those," and I take a more direct tone with her.


Strange construction
I'm walking along a road in a neighborhood. It's a cul-de-sac, so I know it'll be ending, but I'm surprised to see that it ends a lot sooner than I think it should, with a large box of a building built right on the road. Now I'm in the building talking with one of my friends. It seems he'd managed to acquire the rights to build on top of the road, but that another guy we know heard about it and managed to acquire rights for the adjacent block. The two of them are good friends; the second man did it partly to help his friend, but also partly out of a friendly rivalry. The two are building the building jointly, though they're each staying completely to their own section and not building on the other's section at all. For such a strange joint effort, I'm impressed with how it all looks; then I notice that there's a spot where the floors come together that's really messed up and not smooth like the rest of the concrete floor. The building itself is pretty complete. It's just a huge open space, very wide, very tall, and very deep. There are some small windows, though the place seems mostly lit by artificial lighting (I don't see it, but it feels like it).

Now the building is a church. The whole place is filled with chairs. Attendance is way down, since it's summer and most of the people who live here are students who have gone home fur the break. There's some kind of discussion about recording the sermon. A woman on the other side makes a comment about knowing all about big projects since she works for (my company). I hadn't realized we both worked for the same company, so I decide to introduce myself after the service is over.

Now I have some kind of internal monologue about my eldest daughter learning to play Ultimate Frisbee. I see a large crowd of teenage players on a field, including my daughter (who's not yet a teen IRL). She throws the frisbee almost casually, yet it streaks straight to its intended target, another player. Oddly, none of the other players are moving, and I realize this is a game following some unusual rules. Her throw is perfect; yet it turns out she threw to the wrong target, so she (or her team) actually loses points on the throw. I'm disappointed for her.


Little people in the kitchen
I'm observing in a kitchen. A young man just a few inches tall is trying to move around the edge of the kitchen island. His goal is a drawer on the other side of the island where a steak knife rests. Something goes wrong and he's not able to make it. This seems to be a family of tiny people who live in the house with the normal-sized people completely unawares. The father of the little people decides the son needs to try again. For some reason, he's full-sized, so it's easy for him to re-open the drawer (I don't know how it got closed) and flip the knife on its back so the sharp side is up (just like in the original task). The son starts to get ready got climb back up, but his brother (who's terrible at this sort of thing) decides to join him. The first brother is surprised, but the second explains that he'll need to get good at this sooner or later, and the first agrees. They approach the island, except now they're at least as tall as it is. They put their backs to it and do some kind of weird backflip to get up onto it.


Kitchen conversation
I'm sitting with a family around a table, talking about jams and juices. I'm trying to explain to the wife that there are different kinds of juices, mostly made from fruits. This comes as a surprise to her; she thought juice always came from ???. My wife explains that most jellies and jams are made from fruit juice, not ??? juice. I'm eating something smeared with a nice berry jam of some sort. I'm still a little hungry, so I go to the fridge and get out the milk, intending to have a glass to top off. When I look at it, I realize it's separated, with white at the bottom and a milky watery layer at the top half. I realize it's just skim milk, and it would be fine if I shook it, but I put it back as I've always despised skim.


Sharing a dream
I debated about whether to consider this lucid or not. I decided I should, since know I'm dreaming, and I manipulate it; yet my awareness was so low that I didn't recognize my wife as a DC.

I'm walking with my wife through a wide, featureless, gray hallway. I know I'm dreaming and that I just came out of another dream; yet I also believe that I'm sharing a dream with my wife a la Inception, that she's truly here with me. We discuss the previous dream, then dreaming in general. She says she doesn't think she can control the dream, so that makes me want to try. I hold out my hand, palm up, and manage to summon something small into it. I'm really pleased, as that's the first time I've been able to summon something. She tries and also summons something small into her hand; we're both really excited.

Later, we're still walking in the gray hallway, talking about dreaming. I haven't ever managed to get more than a foot or two off the ground trying to fly, so I decide to try again. After a moment, I start slowly to rise from the ground. It looks like I'm slowly falling upwards, and I think I'm going to land on the ceiling. I don't want that, and I manage to stabilize myself so I'm floating along suspended between the floor and ceiling. My wife tries it and manages to do something similar. Again, we're both excited.

At some point we talk about it being a bad idea to use the dream sharing device to share non-lucid dreams, since who knows what you'd see in the other person's subconscious that you'd rather not see (or they'd prefer you not to see).

Now we're both walking again. She asks what else can be done in dreams. I remind her of summoning things, and I'm surprised when she shows hesitation, even though we did it not too long ago. I try again, but this time I fail. She doesn't try it, instead deciding that she's going to change her hair color from dark brown to blond. I watch her trying for a moment, then decide to help her out to give her more confidence. I start concentrating too, trying to change her hair color, but nothing happens. I close my eyes so I can picture the change more clearly; unfortunately when I open my eyes I can't see anything and I know the dream is fading. After a few moments, I wake up. I try to chain a DEILD but fail.


Hunting for tools
It's night. I'm by myself at "home," in an upstairs bathroom, thinking back on my childhood. Now I'm in a bedroom, trying to figure out how to get into a rotten tree in the back yard; I know there's some kind of treasure hidden in the trunk. I know I'm dreaming, but I don't think much of it. I have a huge bag of tools that I think will help me, and I decide to use an explosive to open it. The bag is on the top bunk of one of my kids' beds. I don't remember setting the charge, but it has something to do with fiddling with the lights in the bathroom across the hall. I head one room down the hallway, cover my ears, and wait. I hear words, and I'm pretty sure they're announcements of how long until the blast, but I'm not willing to uncover my ears to hear more clearly. I do move so I can stick my head into the hallway so I can try to hear more clearly. The announcement seems to be in my own voice, but I still can't make out the words. Eventually, I hear a muffled boom. All the lights in the house start slowly blinking on and off, but out of sync with each other. I go into the bathroom to turn off / undo whatever I did in there, then I go into the bedroom to find what tools I have available. Looking on the top bunk, I start sorting through the stuff. I turns out to be all stuffed animals without a single tool in sight.

As I leave the bedroom, I realize that I never took the time to ground myself in the dream. I stop and slowly look around myself, trying to take everything in. I touch one wall and feel the slightly rough texture - it looks and feels like sandpaper. I touch another nearby wall which looks like it has stones embedded in it. I'm surprised by how smooth it is until I notice the thin layer of glass covering it. I kneel down and run my fingers through the carpet, feeling its texture. I'm near the end of the upstairs hallway where I see a water fountain. A little doubt crosses my mind - is a water fountain normally found in a house? - but I shrug it off and decide to get a drink. I approach the water fountain, turn the handle, and get a drink. I take note of how cold and wet it feels, and I find it very pleasant.

Now that I've grounded myself in the dream, I decide to go down to the garage to get the tool I need. Now I'm in the kitchen. My mind wanders some, thinking of Robert G. He was in the military, did well for a while (though his father was terrified he'd be killed), but eventually lost his leg and had to come home. I fondly recall him, and think that for the first few years of my life I was a G before becoming part of another family.

Now I'm going down a second flight of steps towards the garage. As I'm going down the steps I consider throwing myself down them and trying to fly, but I can't bring myself to do it. At the bottom of the stairs, I see the door into the garage is already ajar. I try to open it by thought, but nothing happens. I push it open and go through.

In the garage, I'm surprised to see that the left-hand garage door is open and that Mike D is parked outside, tools out, working on a car that's half pulled into the garage. I ignore him at first, walking to the other side of the garage and digging through my pile of tools. I find something that looks kind of twisted and not really useful, but it's a big hunk of metal if nothing else and should be able to knock the rotten wood away from the tree. I grab it and head out the garage through the open garage door. I look through Mike's pile of tools and grab something else. , My wife's alarm wakes me up.


The synthesizer
I'm in the audience at a concert. I really don't like the music much. Now the concert seems to be over, but the two musicians are still there, playing for a handful of people in the front row. I walk down to take a closer look. The main musician is playing what appears to be an electric banjo. As I watch, he stops plucking at it and pulls out a bow to use on it; I'm impressed and look forward to hearing what sound that makes. The bow is actually fairly nice on it. As I look more closely, I see that it's not a banjo at all, but rather a large box with belts running side-to-side in it. The bow is moving the belts side-to-side and up and down, and sensors on the ends of the belt read his motions and produce sound. As he's playing, he frequently reconfigures the belts to produce different types of sounds. He sees me watching and says "It's a synthesizer" as if that explains completely what he's doing.


Fragment
I'm driving on a long road. It's perfectly straight without a single turn, but it goes up and down some fairly hilly terrain. I know I'll be turning right into a large church.

22.03.2014

Obito has both Sharingan (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Imagine.

Obito with both of his Sharingan, and he's right in front of you trying to warp you into another dimension.

I can't recall what happens next, everything goes black.

Journal Entry Lucid #14 Dream,Lucid, (Comments)
Background: I woke up at 12:50 and watched a movie, Waking Life, now my favorite movie. I have watched it 3x now and every time I notice something unique about the movie. I watched it until the point in which he talks to the biker guy in the bar, (not to include any spoilers). Since my dream recall went back up since I started meditating, I was desperate for a LD. I realized that it is the end of the week. My heart ached for a LD. I know that most of my other LDs were when I was in between longing and serenity. Where I had my intention but my intention did not make me anxious. I listened to some music that I enjoyed. I tried relaxing it took a while. I then let my imagination take over as I kept telling myself the next thing I will see is a dream.

Dream fragment 2 from 3:20am-5:00am"":
The dream was interesting, I was in church and I said hi to some guy. I thought I knew him, but I didn't. I see the kids from church running as usual. This guy was telling them about LD. One child believed it and got into trouble. Then I was on the internet, watching some show on youtube. I found this clip of teens, supposedly uncontrollable teens. I am now an observer no longer on a computer. The teens were acting wild they tried to act like they were adults. They were kissing very sexually while holding each other. I then saw a girl and a guy have sex like in the movie scene where you don't actually see it but it is implied. I see the girl and the guy behind her. I then float my eyes to a different room. As I was doing this the dad walks up to me like I am the camera. He said, "do you know what my daughters told me? My daughter told me THAT THEY WOULD PLAY WITH THEMSELVES UNTIL THEY WENT TO BED, they claim they have a sleeping problem". He shakes his head and walks away. I see two girls sitting in the room with their hands inside their pants or in each other pants. Then one girl wrestle with the other. The cover goes over them this served as a transition like the movie.

I am still a spectator, I am in a cartoony environment. It was a tale about the emotion "anger" represented by some big bluish monster. The cartoon's theme was blue and purple which glowed in color. The voice was talking a lot and as he did the environment along with what is happening changed. I don't remember it clearly but I remember the voice say, "...it was in everyone of us..." The voice kept going. I was in awe by the whole experience not understanding what I was experiencing. I paid attention to the details while being in the dream. I woke up, I had the hardest time walking. I thought wow trippy dream, and now I feel trippy too. It felt like my legs was ahead and too slow when I wanted it to do something. I walked into the bathroom, it was dark as if someone replaced the lights with candles. I started peeing inside of a bucket. I thought oh crap I peed in the wrong place. I thought about it all and I thought I could still be in the dream. I did a nose plug. I could breath. I did it again, I still could breath.

I became lucid. I walked out of the bathroom and realized that I wasn't wearing any cloth but a boxer. I thought ah the clothes will spawn later. I see my sister's friend watching me weird. I also see my grandmother putting on her shoe to leave. I went to her room. I did a nose plug check, I still could breath. I started rubbing my hands then I looked at my hands it was blurry and had no real form. It floated all over the place. I went out of grandma's room. I then looked around everything else was spot on. I then lifted my hands and began to fly. I put had down and I gently went down. I knew what I wanted to do, I saw the blue sky when I looked through the back door. I wanted to fly to the clouds. I walked through the front door. I wanted the front door to serve as a portal. The moment I got close to the front door I became anxious and I could feel heart racing for some reason. I thought man I am going to wake up I woke up and I laid there. I was pleased with the LD even though it was short. I didn't move that much
I woke up and started walking around the house unsuspectingly. I was in the dinning room. I was talking to my grandmother. As I was doing that I lifted my hands and my sister's friend got lifted off the ground. Time froze my body was frozen but I was not. She was frozen. I then went to my grandmother, she showed up a picture of my first dream I had today. It was about a women I was talking to. She had a bizarre look. My grandmother said, "look at her face that should have made you lucid, and now this". I looked at it and realized it is a dream.

I was so grateful. I walked into grandmothers room and I saw a man sleeping there. I was rubbing my hands to enhance the quality of the dream. I started noticing him in more detail. I saw that he had a brown hair, beard, and blue eyes. He looked confused. I was confused why he was in my grandmother's room. I thought this might be the weird logic of dreams, maybe that is my grandmother. I was grateful for my actual grandmother making me lucid that I told him I love him. He looked shocked at first then passive to it. I walked out. I see my grandmother and my father in the dinning room. My grandmother was on far left, closest to the backdoor, and my father was on the right of the table. As I was walking out I told my grandmother willingly in my language, "I love you". I wanted to see how I envision my house to look like in my dream. When I walked out I touched the wall. They were very smooth. The wall of the house was circular which didn't represent my house at all.

I then realized that I could fly. I started flying with my hands raised up to my mid section as if I was using telekinesis. I told myself I wanted to fly without the use of my hands. While in mid flight I lowered my hands and started rubbing them together to get a vivid experience. I stayed up. With pure will power I started to fly any direction I want. I saw my backyard and it had a tennis court. I think also a swimming pool. I turn around and noticed that my house was located next to my school. I flew just a little bit and landed. I touched the ground and felt the cold floor. I thought I must not be wearing shoes. I felt every pressure that I applied. The school looked some what like it did when there was no construction crew around. I see students holding books walking around. then saw a girl sitting down wearing a bikini, I got distracted she got up and started running. I turned around and looked at her butt. I caught myself and tried to focus. I turn around and I see death, but closer analysis showed that it was just a guy wearing a costume. A lot was happening at once. I smelled the air, the smell of roses. I tried to stimulate all my senses. I then wanted to do an awareness with the just my vision alone without rubbing my hands. I was losing clarity, NOT LUCIDITY but Clarity. I knew though that I might start losing lucidity soon so I went back to rubbing my hands. I started rubbing them in a circular motion to get a different feeling.

I wanted to find a door and make a portal to a "training facility" like the one in Matrix, so that I could practice telekinesis there with Morpheus(this has been my LD goal for quite sometime now). As I was walking I saw my friend from school, EK, and IN, they just walked passed me like any other dream character. I called their names. EK turned around. I took out my fist to fist bump him. He then took out his and started throwing his hands around very quickly. I thought what is the point, he is just a DC anyways. I walked away. I looked up and saw a dark cloud appearing. I wanted to go inside the building, which now looks nothing like my school(*form transformation). It started to rain. I hear thunder. People started panicking. I didn't feel the rain. I became confused and tried to make sense out of it. The DC started running for the door as if the water would kill them, they were in pain. I was confused I lost lucidity for some reason maybe it was the confusion or maybe I tried to make sense out it and got distracted.

I watched them take a guy into questioning. He was being accused about something. They took out a box, his "weapon". They started explaining how he would use his weapon. He got angry and he said,"you guys don't even know how to use it". You don't know what goddle particles are. He turned in on. And pointed it towards the man accusing him. It started eating up his stomach. The man fell to the floor and died. We were in my kitchen at the time. The device went straight through the food, bread. I started feeling weak and thought maybe it was the device releasing radiation. I quickly put it into a plastic bag. I kept saying that we have to move out now. They didn't listen. I ran around the complex house and I found trash outside. I threw it in but realized that it was sinking in. I knew that I had to throw it some where very far. I told them to leave. My grandmother comes back to check on it. I got angry and frustarted that she didn't listen. I thought that thing gave me cancer. I didn't want my family to suffer. I tried to help my grandmother out of the garage but ended up with this opening that read luch box.

I woke up in another scene that looked like "waking life". Narrator said, "I was now just like everybody else". I see the main character entering the bar, sitting down. His face was gone. I thought trippy dream and remembered that I was dreaming and I didn't write down my other dreams. I realized I had to write down my other dreams, so I decided to wake up before I forget. I did forgot some details though.

Became lucid by: DILD (awareness and nose-plug RC)

#292 - DILD - Time?

I blew past my WBTB and woke some time later. I didn't check the clock but it was turning light outside. I decided to focus on lucidity not really sure what tech to use. I fell asleep almost instantly but still managed a DILD. It was short and I almost forgot it but I was pleased I didn't need supplements for once.

I am in some building that looks like a mixture of my house and some office building with huge open windows. There are several levels and I make my way to ground floor. I am with some people discussing business and I find myself wishing I was in a dream. I look out the glass and see a serene view of a vast lake. I think how nice it would be to phase out and fly away from this boring conversation.

Slowly, I convince myself that I am, in fact, dreaming right now. I feel attached my obligations of the moment and almost have to lie to myself that it was all a dream and the men in suits no longer matter. I force myself to just let go and believe. I feel unsure as I risk looking crazy heading for the large wall of glass. I easily float up, phase through the window, and rise into the sky. Fully believing now, I become giddy and dive back into the room past the people and out through the window on the other side of the building. I do this several times until I decide to really go flying. Once up a ways, I lose my scene of direction and find myself lost in a type or blurry void. I wonder if I should go back into the building and interact with someone to stabilize but the dream collapses and I settle in to DEILD. Unfortunately, I fail and only remember a few vivid non lucid fragments for rest of the morning.