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Date: 06 Feb

Wbtb: 1/3 latte

I have a number of short lds that I chain through the void. Summary

LD: In my old room, stabilize by touching furniture. Notice that lamps are on. Find a newspaper I try to read with difficulty for a while. The lamps go off, I become blind and then the dream blacks to the void. I stay there for a bit, waiting for the next dream.

LD: In a car, get out of the car, notice my reflection in the windows. Hair is the same, but it gets in my face, I make a ponytail. I want to change the scene, try splitting the space, I feel another place, but nothing visually changes. I get bored, allow myself to fall back. This yields a number of sensations as well as weightlessness. The dream fades to the void. I wait for the next scene.

LD: I find myself in a nice hotel lobby, bright flowers decorate the place. Some guest DCs, a monk at the distance catches my attention, I go to check it out. The monk is gone but a few DCs are paying their respect to a metal statue. I have some mischievous thoughts, but bow down instead. There are two more statues (not in service), metal turtles. The dream fades to black, I stay still for DEILD but it takes a while.

Review in head, feeling tired, I fall asleep.

DILD+: on and off lucidity, FA, in- dream wild and sexy time

DILD: I find myself in this familiar place and start looking at the plants near the windows, try some tk on them, but it doesn't work. I think maybe there's a reason for this. Then I turn to examine the room, everything looks kind of blurry and unstable. My attention is caught by those lamps - three lamps, I try to identify if they come from a memory or just random ones, it's like my vision almost splits in two and there is a fourth lamp, but I try to focus more and they're back to three. I mentally make a note of the bad quality, then go down the stairs. I immediately regret doing so, because I run into the B6 DC and she charges at me. At this moment, I become quite concerned that this might truly be some sort of evil entity just using her form to terrorize me. It's just too active, so lively in the eyes and so aggressive. I have no choice but to face her. I think I say a few words, but her mood remains the same. Then I decide this is a good opportunity to do my breathing and concentrate on that. I do this for a while. In the meantime, she seems to have changed her mind about attacking me and is weeping.

Memory gap, possibly another blackout.

DILD: On the street now and I see this empty space in the horizon and recall I wanted to use something like this to draw a mountain. A bit uncerain if the dream will last long enough, with all the blackouts and instability before. I decide to go ahead with the summoning, yet before I do any motions with my hands I notice that the space isn't quite empty. It looks like in the very distance, as if seeing through the fog is something that looks like a large mountain. As I keep staring at it, it becomes much clearer and closer, till I find myself looking at a solid spot of the mountain covered with grass. The surroundings have changed without me noticing and I am at the foot of this huge mountain. I cover the majority of it with snow until I feel it's enough for the task. Then I examine the slope, which is initially way too steep to enable any upward movements. This worries me but I move to a part of it and feeling very excited summon a pair of ski and ski poles.

I totally can't believe the summon worked as I have nothing to do with this sport. Anyways, I start gliding up the slope, which by then is less steeper. Contrary to my expectations from real life, this is not as hard and actually pretty pleasurable. I glide upwards the slope which goes up and down and it feels as if I am on a roller coaster. Then I reach the top of the mountain and feel adventurous, contemplate on jumping from the top or skiing down. Yet before I can decide what to do, the momentum carries me forward and I continue moving in the air. I notice that I feel no switch in sensations from gliding on the mountain surface to this weird air movement. My mood is great, I gaze to what's ahead and not below me. It is a beautiful view of green plains, with a weird building with one-two statues in the distance and a very large gray palace next to it.

At this time it clicks this could so well be the palace I wanted to summon (while reviewing tasks during wbtb). I'm still skeptic that will be able to make it and complete the entire task but give it a go. Don't remember flying for a long distance, it's like the palace became closer as I started to focus on the steps of the task. I go in what looks like museum palace lobby, there's some thematic furniture, long red carpet or velvet curtains, don't pay too much attention to them. I immediately think dad. That's actually quite easy and there he stands in one of the side corridors. I say a few words to him, to mentally confirm this is going the way it has to be. Then start looking for the beast but there is no one in sight.

The room I'm in is pretty small and there are stairs going down and I go to the lower floor, looking for the beast. I run into an old Chinese man that I try to make look scary but no matter how much effort I put into this, he stays the same. I obviously start making scary faces and roar in an attempt to distort his features into evil ones, but he looks scared as hell and is shivering. I can't believe my DC is afraid of me and where is that beast? A couple of DCs that I don't pay much attention to appear and there it is - a disgusting beast. It looks like one H. Bosch's animals - a mixture of different animals, like a large pink pig and echidna, strange fur and the nose of a mole. It also is spitting something poisonous from its month and hissing. I so much regret not being able to summon my much now friendly looking lion man at this point.

Disgusted, I approach the wild creature, tell him I love him (it) and kiss it near what looks like its mouth. I remain with my eyes closed and wait a bit, but can still feel this thing aggressively making breathing noises and moving around. I know the curse has to be broken but nothing happens, and I can't take the little bugger any more. It's somewhat smaller now - the size of a cat maybe and I throw it away where it gets under some furniture. That thing keeps making the sounds, but looks wounded and in the next moment I see that it gives existence to a DC that comes out from under the furniture. To my amusement, it is a female classmate. Good enough I suppose. The dream soon fades.

I was sick and couldn't sleep. I was sleepy from laying in bed for those eight hours. So sleepy that I didn't feel like avoiding sp and decided why not, vizualization time. Walking down a hallway like a fps and the enemies are approaching from behind shoot one shoot two, psychic powers tell me a third one is coming. This gives me a strange feeling of shock and I am vibrating and am fully here. I drift back into bed where I change my leg position to not drift back in. Of course I drift back in all thirty times on one try I'm like "I can salvage this deild" but then everything immidiately freezes and Im back in bed. Repeat ten more times and I'm finally getting my lazy self out of bed.

The earliest part I can remember, I was in another dimension that was filled with elementals (they looked human, but they had specific powers). There was also a hierarchy among these elementals and their leader was kind of a dick. I eventually got out of the dimension, and I took power with me.

Back in the normal dimension, there were no powerful people like me so I didn't abuse my powers too much. There was one big bully that kept trying to rape me, and he knew I had powers. I knew that he had to be killed but I didn't want to do it. There were a bunch of people staying over at my house and there were 4 women that were staying in the same, small room. At this point I was lucid somehow and I felt mischievous. I turned invisible, sneaked into their room, and hid in a place that none of them would walk nearby and accidentally touch me. Skip forward 5 minutes later and we were all having a giant orgy. I was on top of one girl, she was eating another girl out, one girl was on my back, and the last girl was just watching while touching herself.

We were interrupted by someone that said they all had to leave immediately to go pick someone up. Sad. I went outside and it was night, there were a couple people walking their dogs. I thought about what I should do now, then woke up.

Back in the same dream again, was lucid immediately. The storyline from before was back on, but this time everybody had powers. I got into a car with a guy and a girl that were my dream buddies and we left to confront the bully. We arrived instantly, but in the dream it felt like a long drive. Inside the bully's house was my dream sister, never met her before. My friends went off to explore the rest of the house while I dealt with the bully. I told my dream sister to leave and he insinuated that she had been sucking his cock with the traditional sucking of the cock hand gesture. I was about to have an epic super power battle with him when one of my buddies cried out, "David!!! Help!!!!!!". I ran upstairs towards the sound and found my friend stuck against a wall, near the ceiling. The bully's father was sitting on a very high chair (about 15 feet up). The bully's father was holding my friend against the wall with telekinesis and was drowning him internally. I made the chair disintegrate into dust particles as I calmly walked over to him. I turned my flesh into stone, created a giant anti-magic force-field around myself, and turned up my strength 10 fold. He tried to throw fireballs and lightning at me. He tried to make me fly against the wall with my friend but none of it would work because of my force-field. I got in his face, grabbed him by the throat and threw him on the ground, hard. Then I snapped his neck with one, simple movement of my hands. My friend fell to the ground and laid there, unconscious. I breathed life into him and could feel his lungs expand and collapse as though they were mine. He coughed up this brownish-yellow bile but still wasn't moving. I listened closely and could hear him breathing. Dream ended, woke up.

Date: 30 Jan

Pre bed: 400val, 45 mg B6

Wbtb: 1/3 latte

Overall impressions: vividness high, recall below average, pre wbtb recall close to zero

DILD: I am walking down the corridors of my school (DS) and we are supposed to have another class in a different classroom, so I don't know in which one we are right now (DS). I go to the where the teachers' room is and enter. It turns to a classroom from another part of the school and I examine the faces of the kids sitting there to determine if I'm in the right place. I see this small boy who has the features of my classmate as if he is 1st or 2nd grade and that jolts me into lucidity. The room is full of kids and I closely look at their faces trying to identify and expecting to see all of my classmates here (as in trying to recreate the past accurately). Most importantly, I am trying to recall and see exactly where is everyone sitting. There's a guy that looks like _ and _tells me that he sits alone, which I doubt, knowing he sits next to another guy. I start calling out names of particular classmates while trying to determine if the seating is correct.

For a second I think I see a doppelgänger of a classmate. I look at the first desk where at least according to a vague memory _ may be sitting or a dream memory, I have dreamt of that room so many times that my dream memories are also partially accessible and get mixed with real ones. There's another girl that doesn't belong here so I move her to the side leaving only _ here and contemplating. The teacher is about to begin the class, but with me acting so commandingly she seems to pause. I make an announcement that the class won't start until I identify and arrange all the classmates and continue looking around. As I stare at this classmate, I finally remember that I wanted to try to read a book and tell her to give me something to read. She hands me/I notice a paper notebook on the desk. I'm slightly uncertain if this will work, as I may run into some school materials. Anyways, I start browsing the notebook paper pile and get my hands on some sort of book. I try to read the title, which is a mix of words that don't make sense and I make an effort to understand what the book is about - something about hands, there is an illustration at the front cover and it looks like some sort of karate manual. I find this pretty cool and look forward to learning karate from this book.

If I'm not mistaken, I take another look at the front cover title and try to reason it out but it changes again as I try to assign some meaning to it. Then I begin browsing the pages and read one of them. The text stabilizes and I read the first sentence with great effort, but I get the meaning without actually reflecting too much on the words. It's a Mongolian story about one of their leaders. I browse more and every couple of pages there are beautiful manually drawn pictures, that look like little paintings that show what's happening in the story. He was supposed to participate in a horse racing in the village. I see a picture of the place after the race, empty now. I look at couple more pics but it's hard to memorize them all, then do back to the front page and title that I am still trying to figure out. Now on the cover is a very peculiar drawing of a house attached to a sleigh or whatever that thing is. The part of the title talking about hands now refers to bamboo and the act of practicing with care. I keep wondering about the title while the dream fades away.

Journal Entry non-lucid #29 Dream, non-dream (Comments)
Background: Technique that I was practicing was MILD.
Dream fragment 1, 8:46pm-1:14am."": I was with this old man. He was tutoring me about something. They told me I have to leave. I went with the old man. We were going towards a military truck. The old man left with another car. I had a war machine gun on my car. I plowed through the gates to get in. I saw my friend HR inside of a car. He convinced me that he was friendly. Him and his friends tried to get the old man inside their car. I put a gernade in the car to kill him, my friend. I got the old man. My friend was mad. He said why you triying to kill me. I told him he tried to trick me. Then he turned into my father and he said you were going to burn your own father.

Dream fragment 2, 8:46pm-1:14am I was venom from spider man, it looked pretty cartoony. Their was alot of venoms in the street. We had to try and kill the hulk.


I got up to do a WBTB. Had a hard time going back to sleep.

well, I had a very intense night, frustrated to get lucid and so kept on it.

I went into a WILD and went out of my house, everything was dark and faded so I shouted at my dream to focus, and I was suddenly fully emerged into daytime dream next to the field. I started to fly to the tree, my dream then started to fade out (like it has done in the past when Illeana was not there) - this was really pissing me off , I screamed angrily at my dream again and bought it back from the brink of waking, I tried to focus on the tree (or where I thought it was) in the background to bring myself to it faster, though this did not seem to work much. My dream then started to dissipate again, I screamed and shouted for the dream to not go, it was coming more difficult - blackness then back to the dream.
I started shouting for Illeana as I am finding it difficult to locate the tree, I hear her reply somewhere in the distance. Suddenly I am Flynn Ryder from the animated film 'tangled' the trees around me are cartoony, I think I am in that video game that Illeana likes to play (disney infinity)

Finally I find Illeana, I ask her if she has managed to call anybody yet - she seems dazed, she tells me no, then perhaps yes but some names she could not remember , I get pulled awake - I cannot escape this time

I have a long complicated dream next of being at uni, having my shoes stolen by Indiana Jones - chasing after him and sliding on our hats down a road paved with golden treasure. Looking through past artwork I made at school, of a portrait of an alien I met who looked like a fish - then forgetting to get the bus home because I still could not locate my shoes

time missing... a snippet of a dream ... a continuation of the dream before? ... then I am around the tree (semi lucid? - definitely not fully lucid) - with at least 5 people, one is a male - are we in a circle? We are talking to one another, verifying that we are here - I cannot remember the conversations - but we are swapping and changing to who we are talking to verify information. We have different colors about us - this helps us define our energy, but also perhaps somehow defines our individual strengths (powers?) this seems like a clearer continuation of the dream I had from the previous week - aside form this is less symbolic - I am here with other dreamers

Illeana does not recall her dream from last night :/

I dream of this before 1 month I think
Anyway I don't know the day because I lost my dream journal
And before I fall asleep I was very angry and sad
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In the dream I was with G-Dragon and we we're watch the cherry blossom together and he give me back hug and he was wearing cap , and the was very vivid and I was happy
And I woke up and I was very happy and the sadness fade away ....
But the weird thing that happen after 3 hours or something like this
He post a selca and he was wearing the same cap that he was wearing in my dream
And this not the first time , every dream I had would happen in the future so that's not something new for me

I'm in manufacturing hall. There is some guy in BMW, who driving and looking for me. I'm hiding. He saw me and coming to me, then I get lucid and fly away. I was near the road and shop. There are some girls, but I ignore them. I'm focus on my perception, I had nice vivid. I start TP to beach, some noise disturbing me, but I continue TP. I'm in sewer tunnel. There are some young boys, I screamed "PostScript". Then I saw two animals under the ceiling, one is badger, but second I don't remember. They jump and I catch them. Then I went outside and want to do TP, but I feel (I don't have enough energy), when I try it, I will woke up, so I thinking how to fix that. Someone tell me I need to go to DYI. I go there with few peoples, but we are at market. We go to stall with makeup accessories. I said I don't wanna have make up and I woke up.

1. [Non-Lucid]
I'm trying to leave this house but there's hundreds of steps that I can't get down in my wheelchair.
My dad and a few others get an idea, so they built a canoe the seats on the side so people can sit in them and steer.
My dad picked me up and laid me down in the canoe and then we set off at speed down the steps and into a river at the bottom, I can feel the water spraying me as we navigate the river.

2. [Non-Lucid]
I'm outside with a group of people when all of a sudden in the distance of the dark sky 2 twisters start to form...then they duplicate like from the movie "The day after tomorrow" kinda, so now there's 4 twisters (They looked a little different from what I have seen they actually look like, kinda looked like vanilla ice cream swirling around).
We all rush inside as to take cover, I take these 3 girls to a secure place, I think underground, for some reason I separate 1 of them and take here to like a side office room. the other 2 girls are wondering why I did that, then a huge steel girder came flying through the ceiling, the girls are now freaking out.

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Fragments:
Some guy chasing me with a knife.
Me trying to get help, panicked in a classroom.
Driving a car trying to find the motorway, I go the wrong way and have to turn around.
A very hilly area with very steep paths.
A yellow pencil with black vertical lines, the lead is sharpened well.

I recognized a dream-sign, which had only shown up once before and got luucid again last night!
Compared to two days of doing nothing before - I had done maybe 5 RCs in the day and matraed a bit going to bed, and when I naturally woke up and went back to sleep.

Again I dreamt of digging a bit into the ground for some reason, and finding lots of different finger rings.
I had dreamt exactly that some weeks before, and so remembering that - I got lucid from it.
No need to RC - I was instantly convinced.

And the dream was really vivid and realistic - I didn't want to change something and risk loosing quality.
But I made a small pause to recollect what all I had planned for an LD - checked if I know exactly what is the case and engaged all my senses - which worked very nicely.
Usually it doesn't and I sometimes lost lucidity hunting down dream-senses - not this time.

For taste I licked a tree, since my dream-teeth wouldn't let my take a bite - or the tree was very resilient.
It tasted salty.
What I kept doing throughout was hand-rubbing and touching things.

It was a really beautiful landscape - much better than I usually LD together - a bit fairy-taly - but nothing completely mad.
There were plants, like they don't exist - with interestingly shaped leaves and white and violet flowers.
Beautiful weather and a deep blue sky with some fluffy white clouds - sun shining and giving a fine warmth, like spring.

I walked about and then hovered.
Doing experiments with the hovering - getting up was instantaneous - but for the first time I really played with it - direct the height, fly in hover mode in such and such a height and such and such a speed.

I had to practise a bit but got it down real nicely - except for getting an impression of long distance and high speed, where other forms of flight might fit better - I think, I will be a hover-fan now!

I did remember darts - but was worried to destroy the beauty of this fairy-tale landscape and get something less enticing.
So I thought - lets at least do a basic TOTM, when I cam to a little valley with two houses.
Also fantastic looking - the one I entered had a door which consisted of very intricate webbing of branches into patterns - looked great.

So I went in in the expectation to find a DC for asking the question.
That seemed nicer than summoning dog-food.

A woman in her fifties, very good looking with black hair and a red dress and some strange jewellery was behind the bar - it was a pub or café of some sort inside.
So I sat down on a bar stool and asked her, who my true love would be.
She got a conspirational look on her face, took out a piece of paper and pen and wrote down a sentence - one word per line.
And I couldn't read it - the letters were clear and I could read it as in read it out loud, but didn't understand it. So I asked what it means - and she said, it would be in a language, I was yet to learn.
A mix of Latin and something else. It became apparent then, that there was indeed Latin shining through the words.
She said - once I learn that other language - I would know the answer, too.


Forgot to mention - I looked into a mirror too - and I looked like I am supposed to look - just that I have a new short haircut and not in that reflection. But I didn't notice that.

Jan 21, 2014 & Jan 28, 2014. Astral/DILD.

I'll try not to flood the DJ recent entry category, but I'd like to get my DJ caught up somewhat so that I can track running themes and others can comment on already established recalls if they want. It'll probably take a while, so I'll space them out by a few hours or so, but here's another for now. Sorry if this bothers anyone.

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This dream has a very long storyline, the understanding of what was occurring held strong through-out. I had a specific purpose to traveling in this dream. It deals with older children-younger adult age-ish energies in different types of academies and schools.

The overlying understanding to these sequences was of two Spiritual Teams who were calling themselves The Ocean and The Sea (probably spelled differently, but that is how it is pronounced). There was a third neutral/on-the-fence party called nothing (since those who were not aligned with one or the other were constantly pressured to choose). I was in the third and my main purpose was to bring awareness about these two alliances to the unaware.

Since The Ocean and The Sea were going into schools and claiming members, usually through subconsciously pushing the students towards particular actions and thoughts - most alignments were made unknowingly by the students themselves until it was much too late to change or escape the responsibilities of being part of an alliance.

I was attempting to warn students in any way I could, but while doing so, it was difficult since those who were already aligned with a team were constantly trying to sabotage me, such as locking my keys in my car...

My Car was how I shifted between schools. It was a basic old station wagon-like car that once I was finished with a school, I would sit in the driver's seat, start the engine, wait a few seconds, then turn it off and I'd be at my next destination - parked in a new spot.

The earliest sequence I can recall in this timeline is where I took a train on a field trip with a student group I was trying to reach. We were traveling through Volcanic Fields. The train literally went right up into a volcano mountain, there was gushing lava and black sheet rock for scenery and the train trembled, shook and threatened to tip over every time a geyser released lava/steam near the windows. A couple times, I even watched as lava landed on the windows and trickled down.

I spent most of my time on the train trying to explain to students through their own ways of communication - so subtle. Eventually, I gave up conversation as it simply was not working and moved to scrawling poetry with black ink on the seats and walls. The black ink was drawn into symbols that explained to the viewer that they needed to stay alert and not be drawn in by magnetizing or 'pretty'/beautiful imagery/promises. Not many listened and I ended up getting in trouble with one of the aligned 'supervisors' and had to abandon that area as soon as the train had returned.

The last sequence of the timeline, after a number of different schools, was at a casual community college type of campus. There was a sport event going on. I continued on my attempt, but by now, the Ocean and the Sea easily were able to identify me. It got me in trouble with groups of students aligned to them that were easily persuaded towards violence and nasty business.

There was one point where I got locked in a bathroom by a janitor and couldn't get out until I smashed in the door with my foot.

Then, I went to go to my car to leave as it had grown dark during my time in the bathroom and the campus was closed with hardly anyone around except those that lived nearby. I realized, as I approached my car that I had left the keys locked in on the front seat. So, I stomped in the window to retrieve my keys.

When I reached through the smashed window, my keys popped out of my reach just before I had them. They began a game, where I'd go to grab and they popped away and reappeared in a different spot; on the seat, in the trunk, on top of the roof, hanging from the keyhole, wherever was farthest away from me.

A young man came forward, just a basic young man, simple and demure in energy, and said that he'd help me get my keys if he could come along with me to the next place.

I agreed. Then, I woke up.

* * *
Schools, academies, and symposiums are common locations for my dreams. A few days after this one, I believe it was between the 28th-30th of Jan., I had a dream at a symposium college for divine energies.
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In that dream, I had to travel in an underwater pod deep into the ocean until it arrived at an underwater college that existed in a spiritual pocket. The transition was precise and maintained to only allow certain energy frequencies into the meeting place. Here, there were many spiritual philosophers and researchers. Almost all of them had a connection to a deity name (a patron or direct link) and there were no ordinary human/elemental energies allowed. Each being spoke in lifetimes, a divine language that expresses intent and supports certain spiritual opinions through reference to actual embodied lives.

I was there through a specific archetypal energy current that I hold dear to myself.

The nature of the college was spiritually interesting in that no matter where one moved or went, chose to do, they could not escape learning a lesson that they needed to explore. For instance, I became bored with a lecture that was happening and wandered off - my wandering off led me to an entirely different encounter in which the process itself was a learning experience. There is no way to avoid this in the college, every single second is an act of being challenged.

While there, I disagreed with another entity that was trying to convince people on the merits about being transparent about their energy current's name(s). I did not think entities should be forced to share their lineage with everyone just because, and my disagreement drove this woman absolutely wild with frustration. She was there on/as the Energy Current of Aphrodite and it escalated to the point where she was constantly asking me who I was.

This became annoying as when someone asks you a question in this space, the answer presents itself to your internal mind instantly and you have to choose whether or not to share it. So each time she asked, my internal mind was being flooded with the answer of Who I Was and I had to really bite my tongue (so to speak) not to share it.

I had an ally with me, a male who I easily fell in love with as soon as we bumped into each other in an empty room. He disagreed with both of us about the situation and so, was around our conversations to exacerbate our stances. Eventually, I shared who I was with him and he did with me. And then, I left/woke up.

Jan 19, 2014. Astral/Subconscious/Collaborative Dream.

This particular sequence was one in many for the night, but it was the most memorable. The dream storyline does not begin where I start my entry and that can be assumed for almost any dream I share, there is almost always a dream sequence before and after that I am not describing for sake of time/recall ability.

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I am in a black-lit building, a warehouse or some very large space. Everything is pitch black. There is a small sign above labeling it as a "Laser Play Arena".

There is a man who runs the area, with an electronic clipboard (modern tablet). His energy is overwhelmingly Thoth/Anubis in sensation. He acts regal/upright about his job, but finds amusement in observation.

So black, the area was, one could say it simulated a pocket of outer space, though no stars shone anywhere. All over, instead, there were beings and entities moving - but no matter their true shape in the darkness, they had LED/electronic lights showing a different creature or symbol or word, etc. - to be seen instead. They moved up and down, side to side, anywhere and everywhere in various paths.

For example, one entity appeared to be a rainbow LED flashing spider, a very large giant shadow moved behind this symbol though. On other entities there were morphing words.

Nothing was stationary, everything constantly moving as they were 'playing/fighting' with each other - depending on their relationship with the ones they ran into/near.

I did not want to be here. Not in a frightened way, but in a I simply ended up in the wrong spot than where I had intended.

I told the man/Thoth/Anubis and he smirked. His smirk frustrated me and so I stomped my foot down so hard that a trap door suddenly swung up from where I had stomped. The rectangle showed an old wooden staircase descending downwards into soft blue sunlight. I recognized the light as a town I had been to before.

I look to Thoth/Anubis and I'm like "Aha!" and he stands nearby. With dream logic, I understand at the time that it is to keep others from going in through the exit with me.

Beyond is a port town that I visit now and then in my Psyche/Subconscious Dreams. It is near water and is very damp with cobblestone roads, damp/rotting wood, creaky timber houses. It is European in style with narrow streets and tall buildings.

My husband is there in the distance with a medium-sized industrial truck. I go to say hello and as I do, a large Semi-truck comes by and squeezes the smaller truck up against the buildings in a cartoon-like fashion.

Worried for my partner, I hurry towards him to see if he is okay - which he is. As I check him over, setting my hand on the truck, it wibbles and wobbles and suddenly, a mass amount of large (2'-3') bugs fall down off of the roof and onto me - centipedes, spiders, beetles.

The most interesting part about the bugs is that they are colored green and purple with a similar oily sheen that some pigeons have. A large spider falls upon my head as I catch a thick centipede - cradling it in my arms until I let it go. The spider is green-purple, metallic looking with a giant eye as its center body with around thirty legs.

--- on a side note: I frequently find that stomping a foot down in a dream is very powerful to break through into a transition or force will a certain way.

To start off this DJ, I've decided to share my terminology notes that I've built by my lonesome for the past couple of years. These are just my own wordings casually made to keep a certain stability to tracking my dreams. I am used to using these terms/definitions on my own.

Lucid Dream: When you realize you are dreaming, no longer experience the dream passively, but can manipulate it.

Trance: A deliberate or intentional act of altering perception according to specific parameters of a state of profound absorption which fills one's awareness completely.

Multi-Dimensional Dream: When I feel more senses than the traditional five, or the parallel five in Lucid. I wake up more tired from these sensitive dreams.

Astral Dream: Not necessarily a dream, but when I visit a plane/place that is distinctively not created by my single subconscious mind, but rather was already 'in existence' regardless of my individual presence or not.

Recorder Dream: Robotic dreams that require only observation. I can increase or decrease my senses in these so I can either have pure observation or actively experience what is going on (from different vantage points/perspectives if desired).

Transition Dream: These can be a mix of the prior, usually occurring between one form of dream to another form and then sometimes, back.

Subconscious Dream: My senses are usually 'faked' or forgotten to be included. I am easily able to rewind, freeze, fast-forward time in subconscious dreams which is how I distinguish them from Astral dreams.

Psyche Dream: A type of subconscious dream with very limited mindscape planes involving only the self and it's myriad shards of psyches.

Superconscious Dream: Like the subconscious, but focuses in a more simple, timeless environment where information is catalogued, organized and discussed in a peaceful atmosphere.

Split Dream: Dreaming multiple dreams at the same time.

Controllable Dream: Where I can actively make decisions or manifest items into reality, or control time.

Robotic Dream: Where I am simply acting through pre-ordained motions or roles that I already know the end to.

Collaborative Dream: Where I am not the only being involved in the dream, but there is another that has come to affect how the dream is shaped and felt. This is also how I recognize some Astral Dreams.

Sequence: A linear storyline - usually with a recallable Start and Finish - could also be considered a dream, but I use the term Sequence when I have had multiple dreams in one night to refer to the specific sequences/situations.

So, that's most of them. I'll add more to this list if I find any additional notes (my dream notes can get a bit scattered!). I wrote these ones down... nearly a year ago, so they are due for an update as well as there are some more specifics that I have yet to include to definitions.

Dreamed of having a snail in my mouth and also saw my best friend who was with me with a snail in her mouth as well. I got extremely disgusted and pulled it out of my mouth but my friend still continued to keep the snail in her mouth. Ugh, it's even a horrible thought! I think that I ended up killing the snail as I pulled it out. Then my dream turned into me being at my friends house. I walked into her living room to find these beautiful exotic fish spread out all over the place, out of water, all over the floor

From what i can remember of this dream it was very sinister.

It started with both my family and some others sitting round the table eating a meal. in my girlfriends house. There was some more of this dream before this happened but i cant remember it.
We were sitting eating this meal when suddenly everyone stopped, everyone went quiet. I looked over to my mother, she had no expression on her face. i looking down to her arm and she had a saline drip but it was feeding in BLEACH instead of saline.
Panicking, i looked over to my Dad, it was the same with him. a bleach drip and a 1000 yard stare.
i was sat there frozen with fear until i finally moved out the house and into the yard. I didnt know what to do.
Knowing what this 'proceedure' would do to them i decided to "pay my respects" and see them one last time before i left this house for good and the bleach killed them.
I rushed into the house and upstairs, into the room my dad was in.
His fat bloated body was slumped face first over the bed, already killed from the bleach. Scared and freaked out by this sight i ran out the house, straight into my car a drove away.

Dream end.