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I went on a trip with my sister, we'll call her Y, to a ski cabin. My other sister, who I don't get alone with, X had broken up with her boyfriend and he was there. I wanted to ski right away but nobody seemed interested. Kids started to go sledding on the hills and it wiped most of the snow away. There was metal underneath the snow. I watched them laugh and play for awhile.

I was running in the country. It seemed like I kept on seeing the same people every time I went for a run. There was a man who ran with an East Indian woman. I think he was her trainer. Throughout all the runs I never liked that man then on one he attacked me. It's like I was expecting him to but I didn't know which run he do it. I got away somehow and ran to my old neighbours house. I told them what happened and the finally let me in. I don't remember much but had a strange feeling being there and I still didn't feel safe so I left.

I was hanging out a Chinese bakery( like one of the small ones). I made friends with cashier. I left and did something( I know this is very vague). Then came back and I think it was New Year's Eve. This time I ordered food I asked what the item already on the table was. A different women told me it was stew. I remember it having a very watery consistency because I seemed to slurping it. As I ate my head was laying on the table. I tried to hold it up but couldn't. Then Y came in and I got excited and asked her to join me. She said no because X was there. I also saw my cousins but never talked to them. Then I paid for the meal using a 20 bill, this took FOREVER( not going to go into detail on this one). Oddly enough I really enjoyed the transaction scene, felt like a game, and I left the bakery feeling good.

Then I was walking in a path, behind where the ski hill was. I walked through long grass and there were train tracks. Something about suicide was put in this scene but I can't fully recall. I looked at a tree that had roses on it. The roses were very beautiful, inside was like a swirling galaxy. Then I was looking into people's eyes and they did the same thing. I asked how and they said it was plastic surgery. I walked into a plastic surgery clinic and there was an instructional video warning the dangers of getting your penis encased with gold. They were also showing how when you die you can stuff golden eggs into your breasts. There seemed to a support group for the people who had bad plastic surgery jobs.

The last scene was with me and my mom shopping g for groceries. We were loading them into the car. A young man held the trunk open for me, as a way to talk to me. I wasn't interested in him and just wanted to put the bags in the car. As I got to the drivers side, he was sitting in the seat and told me he would get out unless I go on a date with him. He then said he had to talk to me so I waited outside but he never came.

I was just taking a walk through the park, until a DC walked up to me and said he needs my help.He told me his girlfriend was in trouble, i said sure and i followed him to her location where there was this living statue that makes itself a fountain that pours dirt and trash instead of water, but before it would start pouring it would make a hole in the ground where it would bury its victims.We started gathering water in buckets so she could come out, but when we were almost at the end she died.
And every time she died the dream would just restart and we would try again this went on for a long time and i never managed to save her...Then i woke up.

1. [Non-Lucid]
I am Master Chief I think and I'm on a star ship fending against enemies with some other marines or something.

I'm ridiculously tired, I seriously don't have the energy to write it down.

The trip to mars.
Maybe for a crime, who knows?
But they said I'm here to do "paperwork".
It's a Thursday so there is no oxygen there today.
But that's alright I have a rebreather mask.
There's a girl at the Navport on Earth guiding me to our warp.
She's cute.
Someone I know - my old drill sergeant - sees me and says "You look like you're going home."
I see my dad one last time while checking in my ticket.
Tell him I will be back tomorrow, don't worry.
And then I warp to the ship interior.
I look around and there are gems encrusted on flaky golden walls like stucco.
Very curious . . .
"It's called dinosaur wheat..." someone whispers to me. A shudder goes down my spine and I wake up.

Quick bathroom break, prayer, back to sleep.

Fast forward a few hours later, dreamtime.
I am on the surface of mars, naked
with only a blanket draped over me.
My inventory is a knife.

There are unnamable creatures all over this planet, ready to tear me to shreds. Now I know this was punishment.

Why did I get sent here? Well it started with a 15 dollar skull. I was at a shop, and saw this piece, removed the price tag, pocketed and left. I was caught, taken to trial, and accepted my judgement. I almost escaped, ran through the city, a few guys chasing me. They eventually caught me. Now here I am.

But there's hope! I can see a small plateau ahead of me with a group of humans on top, beckoning me over. I reach the cliff side of the plateau and then realize there is a giant pillbug looking creature coming to me. I drop, let my blanket fall over me, and wait for it to get near. It investigates with its head, and I take the chance and jut my knife into its weak point.

Fade to black.

I remember playing some sort of airborne glowing shooting game with those same guys later on. It was vivid, but hard to describe, and after that I woke.

Journal Entry non-lucid #9 Dream, non-dream (Comments)
Background: I had multiple awaking and I was aware of waking up, thanks to a suggestion from strinky, and also from the tutorial about DEID. It was wonderful how many times we wake up and don't actually realize it, but my dream recall suffered a lot. I would wake up and forget. I would go back to sleep with the intent to stay aware but I end up sleeping.

Dream fragment 1 from 8:30pm-2:35am" Let's Smoke Weed ": A kid from my church wanted to smoke weed. I had like a handful. He came and took it. We were in my house and he came out through the front window. It was night time and I didn't know where he went, but I started preparing the weed for him for some reason.

Dream fragment 2 4am-6am "": Some store clerk gave me a 2 dollar quarter that was nearly the size of my hand. I was shocked by it but I didn't question it.

Dream fragment 3 4am-6am "": I was in some apartment complex and I was going up a building by climbing and climbing down. This felt more like a strong visualization because, I would feel my body in waking life and see the dream. I was partially in control, but I can't say "lucid" because I was not fully conscious of the dream itself. Well anyways I saw these nice colorful neon lights and I grabbed it and started throwing it. It felt like it was my conscious choice to throw it, but I didn't contemplate that it was a dream.

Dream Fragment: My moms cousin was using this website. I became interested and went to go check it out, it look suspicious to me in the back of my mind, it's red and black, but I continued on to create an account. During the process it fucked up and didn't create my account. I realized that this site was evil because it was called camission.com, ca- for calling, and commission. I meant if you sign up they do for you what you click for the price of your soul. I dodged a bullet, I almost joined the sight, and I went and tried to explain it to my mom and her cousin.

Dream: I was riding fixie bike, I saw that I was coming up to this what looked to be a daycare center, there was this lady going berserk in front of it, there were police and she was saying there was a pervert or something trying to get the kids, then she pointed at me and said "theirs one", I laughed because I didn't take her seriously, but then she started chasing me and I thought it the worst thing for her to lay a finger on me so I sped my bike up but she was keeping up, in fact passing me, so I rode into a field of dead weeds and she too went in and was gaining on me, so I turned into a neighborhood that I knew well that eventually led to my house, but then I thought I shouldn't lead her anywhere near anything I know because she'll bring the cops there later, so I made a u turn as did she, and I went into the backyard some how of some house, and went into the house and shut the door behind me and locked it and there were a little boy a little girl and their mom was in the garage, i didn't want to get caught by her so I went straight out the front door, but i heard the crazy lady get through the back door so sped into other backyards and got away.

There's a vampire who looks like a kid, who'd been having some kind of serious problems, but is assuring a friend of his that he's past them now. He's also discovered that, as a result of those problems, he can eat solid food now, and he's trying to stay off blood. He's optimistic about it. "I've been having some sickness, but-" His friend laughs, patronizingly. As a 3rd person observer, I side with the friend - this is a bad idea.

There's a woman working at some kind of community center, and a man who seems to be drunk outside, holding a knife. She's saying to him through the door, "Go home, Ray! You're sick! You need help!" Afterwards she starts thinking about fated events, and timing.

I'm working with a team of bounty hunters to catch two people, allowing one of them to lead us to the other without letting him realize he's being followed. We catch up to them in the woods, and they're both here, but they're unconscious, and surrounded by two "Wraths" - some semi-divine role, working for Ares. They're waiting for their master, who arrives just after we do.

Three people discussing a conversation they just had with a police captain who hired them. One of them uses the slang term "NeuTrooL", a pun on "new" and "true" and "neutral", which means information given by someone who mistakenly believes their view is an objective truth, completely neutral, when in fact it's influenced by their own bias.

A woman's telling me about her dreams, with a large cast of recurring characters and ongoing storylines. She's telling me her most recent one, about "the Prince and the Magician", and says that the Prince is captive but still playing an active role in events. As she talks, I see the prince sitting in a room that has something crystalline about it; he's a fae-looking thing, and he's sitting in front of a mirror with a spell on it, talking to someone at a distance. The creature in the mirror is very large, and has fur. The woman telling the story mentions the name Ba'alrael.

PREP

• Nose plug reality checks throughout the day.
• Visualization of what I would do if I realized I was dreaming.
• Mantras during the day and before bed - "I remember my dreams," "I wake up after my dreams," "I check my reality often," "I know when I'm dreaming."
• Awareness, as often as possible, of sensory input.
• Mantras repeated at each awakening during the night.

Dreams not marked this time, as all dreams were written down after my last awakening in the morning.


DREAMS

(1) I was Jim from The Office, and Dwight and I inherited an enormous sum of money. I decided to use it to fund two women in need, the younger of whom was named Hayley. I became Hayley, and Jim and I prepared to have sex. Before we did, I used an ovulation prediction kit which showed that I would be ovulating this coming Monday. Jim said, "Oh, then perhaps we shouldn't..." I just smiled and said, "Jim, I can't get more pregnant than I already am."

(2) I was at a party of some sort, and my middle school English teacher, Mr. Crete, was there. I wanted to catch up with him, so I took him to the side and told him he looked tired. We had a fairly long conversation which ended with him reminiscing about how many buffalo wings I used to be able to eat in one sitting [lol?]. I took this to mean that he considered me disgusting and no longer wished to continue our conversation.

I left Mr. Crete in a hallway and went outside onto the patio, where I found my middle school best friend's father, Mr. Bartoli. I asked him how Brittany was doing, and he shook his head. "She's a lost cause now. She's become a complete liberal nutjob, getting tattoos and doing God knows what else..."

Intrigued, I decided to seek Brittany out. I thought this change in her might be an opportunity for us to become friends again. I went over to her house, and we reconnected and decided to play video games. The game we chose was some sort of porn game wherein the controller was a dildo, and you had to give the controller a blow job (which caused your game character to fellate another character) to completion in order to advance to the next level.

My mother called and told me I was needed back at the party, as my grandmother had just shown up. I went back. While there, I saw an old lady repeatedly place her used paper plates on top of the trash can instead of in it. This infuriated me. I confronted her, saying, "Look lady, there's a reason they call it a 'trash can' and not a 'trash shelf.'" She threw her garbage away with a stunned look.

(3) My friend from high school, Jenna, was also pregnant at the same gestational age as I was. She believed she was pregnant with twins or triplets. I flew away from her, dropping down into a church through an opening in the ceiling. Inside, several dozen Jesus impersonators stood together on a balance beam, holding their arms out as if they were on the cross. I dove down from the ceiling and flew into the back "Jesus," knocking down all of the impersonators like dominoes.

(4) I attended a pool party, this time with three attractive women who I understood to be the fairies from Disney's Sleeping Beauty. I looked down to see that I was wearing a frumpy blue striped bikini. The fairies looked me over and exclaimed that I simply couldn't be seen at the party in such an unattractive outfit. They transformed my bikini into a much sexier, skimpier black one. However, as the party wore on, I noticed that the spell's power was weakening and my old bikini was beginning to show through.


THOUGHTS
I know for a fact that there was MUCH more to these dreams. I was unbelievably exhausted every time I woke up last night - I blame the pregnancy. I would wake up feeling like I hadn't slept in days, and I couldn't muster up any energy to write down my dreams as they came. So, unfortunately, even though my brain dutifully woke me up after each dream, I wasn't able to record them until I got out of bed this morning. Recall naturally suffered, though it's still much better than two nights ago.

Looking forward to getting my first lucid of the year. I know it's just a matter of continuing what I'm doing.

I recall being on a rather large tropical island where I was inserted with either 20 or 24 other dream characters in random locations. Once more this was a sort of hunger games set up, but that we were allowed to work together and claim more than one victor. But then why were we all fighting? I don't know, dream logic I guess. Also, at this early point I guess I was mildly lucid because I had the sense that there were no repercussions if I died.
I decided to try and find some friends to help me to survive longer, and that the best way to do that would be make my way along the beach. But (atleast on the side of the island where I spawned there was a large cliff (I'd guess maybe fifty feet) with the beach being on the bottom. I couldn't descend the cliff so I made my way through the jungle along the top of the cliff.
I walked for some time, and found myself rather bored. I went off thinking about several subjects in my life. I noticed that the jungle looked somewhat trampled and beaten; there wasn't much undergrowth and there looked to be some trees that had been cut or trimmed to make walking through the jungle easier.
I eventually found that the cliff was getting lower and therefore I was walking downhill toward the beach. When I got to the point where the jungle and the beach merged I found there to be a small bay connected to a river that ran inland to the island. There was an even smaller island on the river, and across the river was a very dense jungle with some huge trees.
It was early dawn by this time (it had been nighttime when the dream began.) and the sun was rising. I heard a whistling noise and looked over my shoulder to see up near the top of the island's mountain a white firework shoot up and explode. This was apparently some kind of indication that the first kill had been scored (for the hunger games setup)
I noticed a small rusted metal ship on the island in the river and decided to investigate it. The hull was rusted through in places and the ship's iron ribs were visible, so it was far from sea worthy. The entire island was overgrown with ferns and grasses.
I made my way down the island (the mini island was long and thin in the river.) to the side more toward the large island. I found a concrete platform with a staircase that ran down under the island. Ever intrepid, I decided to descend into the complex.

Badly drawn map of my route and the area until I went underground.
Anyways, I get into the complex, and open a huge rusty iron door that looks like its a hundred years old. It was also at this point that I began to feel as if there was some presence with me in the room. If felt like the presence was the same as the one that was running the entire game.
There is only one room. I pull one of those light switch chains that hangs from the ceiling and a couple of incandescent lights begrudgingly flicker on. The room is small with cinder-block walls and a large workbench. The workbench has a piece of wood above it with nails into it and all of the nails have tools. There is also a large bin of sheet metal nearby.
I stop and think for a second how cool it would be to craft some armor and weapons for this hunger games setup. I decide to do so, but realize with just the metal, I won't be able to do very much. I also get the feeling that the presence believes that's cheating.
The "presence" proceeds to spawn a stand behind me containing dozens of tiny drawers. Each one has different sizes and shapes of screws, nuts and bolts. Perfect, now I can craft my armor.
I craft armor for both arms as well as a chestpeice of sorts. I may have also done armored shin boots, but I cannot remember. (The time spent crafting sort of skipped) The armor looks clean and professional but has something of a minimalist design, lacking a lot of detail. I don't care.
I realize there is another door that runs deeper into the complex. I open it and find that it looks to be a janitor's closet. There is another door on the opposite side of the closet.
I open it, and I am in what looks to be a clothing store, but in an eerily empty atmosphere. Nobody is here and the lights are flickering. I make my way into the corner of the store, and somewhat randomly become lucid. (Well I was semi lucid before, but here is where I became properly lucid.)
I decide to make my way back to the surface. I think about my goal of asking a dream character what their new year's resolution is (also known as the Task of the Month for this month.) But first I need to find a dream character. After this, I do a nose pinch reality check just to double check that I am in fact lucid dreaming.
I continue making my way back to the closet that leads to the way back, but am interrupted by waking up.

#268 - DILD - 5:14AM

My son woke us up early this morning and I had difficulty getting back to sleep. I took melatonin to help and did no induction technique though lucid dreaming was on my mind.

I'm sad to say that the first part of this dream was lucid but I have no recall of it. I guess it could be a false memory but I kind of doubt it. Anyway, I fell into a false awakening and was trying to DEILD but my wife kept talking and making noise by acting really strange and ditsy. (Lucidity Web Saga) I become very pissed off at her and call her a bitch and tell her I am going to punch her in the face. (I'd never say or do this in waking life) I immediately feel bad about this and expect her to be mad but she starts laughing and taunting me. She seems happy to have gotten me so mad.

I've had enough so I throw the blankets off me and start to storm off to sleep on the couch. I stop when I realize we have never fought like this before and we are both acting way out of character. I become suspicious. I lean in close looking her in the eyes and ask, "Is this waking life?" She says nothing and her expression seems to be one of worry. I'm pretty sure I'm dreaming at this point but I do a nose plug to confirm. Now that I know this DC isn't my actual wife, I become even more pissed and decide that maybe I will just go ahead and punch her in the face. I throw a right hook but my hand passes through her. I try a double karate chop to both shoulders to the same effect. This throws me off balance and I fall forward, passing through this phantom woman onto the bed. Thinking back I'm glad my SubC didn't let me have a memory of hitting my wife even-though it wasn't actually her.

Darkness engulfs me now but I don't accept that I am waking. I don't want to end up having another false awakening. Instead, I rub my hands and patiently wait. I begin yelling randomness to just to feel and hear how strange my voice is. At one point I just scream as loud as I can. This gives a strange effect. I can't think of any location but I just try to see. My hope is something will just form on it's own. After a moment, there is an image of something blue and red. It looks like some kind of place but it fades quickly, then my bedroom reappears.

I remember my goal to try to teleport like LWS. I way my hands but nothing seems to be happening. I shrug it off and start to leave but pause when I remember this phantom version of my wife. I still feel really pissed at her. When I look back at the bed, I see her form sitting there in a strange hunched over posture. I run at her and do a flying elbow on her back. Again, I back right through and the void almost takes me again. This time I manage to pull it back together more quickly. Alright, I give up. I decide to let my anger towards her go and head outside.

I see my son standing at the front door. He turns and runs towards me. I shout, "Buddyyyyyyy!" He crashes into my open arms and I pick him up. His face looks a little distorted but I let is go as dream glitch and move on.

It's raining raining heavily outside and my son seems to be scared and nervous about this. I tell him not to worry because we are immune to cold and wet. He seems to relax so I put him on my back and I begin to fly. The rain and it stops but the scene still seems a little overcast. My flying is horrible and it's really more like being weightless. I have to make swimming motions and push off things to get around. Luckily there are many trees in the area with low branches. I see my a version of my next door neighbors. I wave at them and say, Hi as we pass by. They don't seem to surprised that we are floating. Farther on, there are some kids playing near the street. I wave but they just stare. This way of flying is staring to annoy me so I switch tactics and try rocketing up into orbit like I did a while back but I can't get it to work. I try to focus zoom to a distant tree, but nothing happens. Feeling really disappointed with my dream control, I let it go and switch to walking.

I hear my wife calling my name and I turn to look. She's poking her head out the front door and asking, "How many steaks do you want babe?" For some reason I'm still pissed about earlier and I assume this is the phantom wife. Wanting to be left alone, I flip her off and say, "How about just one, bitch." I can't help but noticing that my middle finger is only a third of the length is should be. I recognize that as normal in the dream and ignore it. My wife just laughs at my hateful remark and goes back inside. I remember my son still on my back and pull him around to the side. I figure this is just another DC so I start talking to him as we walk. I hope this one will be intelligent or some part of my higher self. I'm not sure what to say so I just ask, "Well, What do you think?"
"What?" He asks.
"What do you think?", I say.
He asks again, "About what?"
I sigh. This one doesn't seem all there. I say, "I don't know, I thought you might have something useful to tell me."
I become distracted by a car headlight. It's really yellow and getting so bright it's drowning out my vision. I focus on it, but the dream quickly fades to black and I wake up.

Today i dreamt i was near the garage near my apartment with my dad.
i asked if he could show me his bmw m4, i was excepting and wanted to see his bmw m4.
but he said he didn't have, instead of that i saw a motorbike that had M4 sticker on it.
well i wanted to give it a ride.


Fact of the day: I saw a BMW m4 near my school today


Dream elements:

-dad
-motorbike
-m4



Technique used: ----------


hours slept: 7 hours

Today i dreamt i was on the villas street with tito i don't know why, but then i saw
a parked car near that street with 2 ways, 1 to right 1 to left. the car was on the middle of the sidewalk
parked. i open the door, entered in the car, i lying in the car, i was trying to sleep. tito
was calling me to go outside, but i just ignored him and keep lying there.


Dream elements:

-tito
-inside the car
-lying



Technique used: ----------


hours slept: 7 hours

Well yeah - as the title says - I am on about starting activities to induce LDs after having a bit of a break from it for no reason, I could name - so just to revive the practice..
Edit on 27.01.14: It was waiting for finally getting that alarm-app.
Been occupied with other stuff in the daytime - still am - but anyway - back into dreamland it is - I hope.

So - I dreamt about having to do removals again.
I had been living in a flat, which was originally a shared flat with two other students - and I had been alone for a while there.
There was a longish bathroom - a meter wide and some 5 meters long - and something didn't work with water drainage.
I had known that - but used it anyway - which lead to condensation gathering on the ceiling in a way, that destabilized it - was about to come down, when my friends came back from somewhere - was clearly my fault, and I had not cared - was about to move out anyway.
Edit: How nasty of me - can't remember having been really nasty - I now rather remembered, I had not expected something bad to happen - hm... There we go - memory sweetens over stuff - but I am actually happy to really remember that whole story incl. optics - except the faces of the others - maybe much of it also strongly modified memory - but at least I have something, which catches it - I do remember my bad consciousness, for example.
They were pretty pissed off about it..

Then some packing and deciding what sort of action to take - trying to find somebody with a car to do the transport.


Later a scene where I was at my old school - and there was a x-mas service for all of the school in a big auditorium - I decided to leave - wondering, why I had gone to a religious service in the first place.

And wanted to go to a party - and for some reason in the school-toilets - there was make-up stuff everywhere - not mine - and I searched through it to find something, which fitted me - from that I woke up.

There was more - didn't dictate - but all in that vein - pretty realistic and boring.
Naja - I hope I get my auto-snooze installed today - my husband promised, now it would work - what a hell of a mess to get at such a harmless sounding application for I Phone.

Been "terrorizing" dutchraptors LD-God thread for recommendations - and after ages got one from benni - just to run into crazy problems getting it.
So that is why he is on the case - and said with his computer at work - he can do it.
I refrained from trying to understand where the hell the problem with that now was..
Doing some RC-ing - mantras are prepared - and lets see, what the snooze can do - aiming at DEILD - and barring that - WBTB again!!

Morning of January 17, 2014. Friday.



For a reason I am not at all sure of, I am seemingly at the home of a well-known YouTube hillbilly conspiracy theorist. He has claimed to be in his forties, but could easily pass for seventy-five - and his wife looked about fourteen in a few older videos. This strange scenario is some sort of rehashing of old data (old memories) for the most part, I guess, as I have not watched many of his videos on YouTube as it is, and rarely all of any of them. He apparently has thousands of followers, many for the unintended comedy, endless delusional rants, and narcissism, and I have often wondered if the character is a real persona, but then, seeing other things of late regarding people and their ideas, I suppose anything is possible no matter how bizarre.

In the dream, he only makes an actual appearance near the beginning and near the last part, where he returns home from having been out quite late at night. I guess I am babysitting his daughter all day (although it looks somewhat like his real-life wife). When he does show up, I notice that he is wearing a strange full-head helmet (and supposedly always wears it even when sleeping - although I had not noticed it in the first part of the dream, I do not think). It seemingly reminds me of a character head from Marvel’s “Creatures on the Loose” (or perhaps “Monsters on the Prowl”) but that might be a false memory. It actually looks the most like a Cylon head (from “Battlestar Galactica”) somewhat - but with a larger eye area.

I am not one hundred percent sure on why he went out or what he was doing. I think it was related to getting supplies (cartons of eggs and such) and likely ammunition, as he was loading a rifle of some sort on the couch after returning home. I get the impression that he was actually “giving” me the girl for the time he was gone as if he thought he “owned” her, but no drama ensued. Apparently, he thought I was going to treat her badly, even violently (as I imagined he had done), although I did not really go near her the whole time. I actually feel a bit wary at not being as insane as he is (even though I try to “fit in” temporarily in the scenario just to avoid any trouble from him, by acting as friendly as possible and agreeing with his strange ideas about alien invasions, what to eat and what not to eat, and such) and am wondering what he would do if he learned I had not harmed the girl at all.

The dream seems somewhat ambiguous. I seem to want to avoid him seeing me when he returns, even though I am expected to be there and I do not really see him as threatening other than being “harmlessly” deranged for the most part (unless he is armed, I suppose). His presence is very menacing on one level, but I think that is merely the effect of the weird mask/helmet (otherwise his character is physically very weak and very weak-minded). I am aware he also eats through the mask, likely having to wash it off later after mashing the food through whatever openings there are in the mask. It does not function like a gas mask, I do not think, but has something to do with being protected from alien brainwaves or invisible government weapons or some such (hard to say with him). I guess it is basically just a more advanced symbolism for a tinfoil hat as with such people.