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I like to listen to this one audio for lucid dreams on youtube when I fall asleep. Even though it hasn’t given me a lucid dream yet, it always helps dream of D and have good dreams.
1. Mum and me are at D’s place. Somehow it doesn’t seem to be right. Suddenly D leaves and Mum tells me to put my shoes on and follow him, as I still have some stuff in his car he should give me. So put on some red slippers with sequins and follow him down the hallway. He wears this cremecolor sweater he wore on our first night out and his blue sunglasses. The main door is open so I can see him getting in his car. For some reason I don’t want him to see me and I turn to the left where there suddenly is a stairway (this doesn’t exist in reality). But D sees me anyway and gets out of the car to talk to me. I don’t recall the exact conversation but it was really positive and flirty. I was very happy.
2. Something about D again
3. Another dream but I forgot
4. I'm on the bus with this girl, Regina, who used to go to school with me about 10 years ago. We talk and seem to be good friends. Suddenly we have to chance seats for some weird reason. My dad is in the back of the bus so we decide to sit with him. Mum is in the hospital? And he took time off from work to take care of me.

I'm so happy at least in my dreams D and I still talk...

Night of January 7, 2014. Tuesday.



There are no stronger emotions here; it is mostly of a scenario which I am not actually “in”, although still with deeper depth-perception and within a realistic environment as if perhaps I am floating about in an invisible form. Mostly, it is in a park, on an elevated area, but still with other higher hills around - in late afternoon with a large group of people, many appearing to be wealthy elderly ladies drinking cocktails from regular glasses, but other types of people are about as well.

Mostly, there is the awareness of a trumpeting elephant but with time-stretched and “smeared” (in terms of audio) aspects, a sound I sometimes had in my mind as a child. It repeats a few times. There is no elephant to be seen, though. One of the older women says, “my enemy” regarding the unseen elephant, and this scene is repeated. The elephant’s trumpet seems very close to having the essence of an old-style air-raid siren (but “slowed down” in audio and subtle awareness).

A younger man (in his late twenties, perhaps) with two children on his right, all standing in a clearing of this park (some people prefer the areas with more trees, including the older women) - a younger daughter in a fancy black dress, almost like those you see in ballroom dancing, and her brother to her left (the father’s right side) around the same age in casual clothes. The man has a replica gun in his right hand pointing precisely vertically down at the top of the daughter’s head and she seems completely unaware of this (even though you would think she would feel the touch of it). He clicks it at least once, but it is not a cap gun, just a plastic replica, and it makes hardly any sound. The boy notices this and pretends to be shot himself and falls lightly but gets up immediately (the girl does not seem to notice or care about this, either). People seem almost to be waiting for the end of the world while standing around in this park, but many with a sort of party mentality.

The scene with the replica gun reminds me very vaguely of the final scenes from “The Mist” from 2007 (which has the real gun which is used to shoot his son so the monsters will not get him) but no one gets hurt here.

The elephant never shows up and the world and life goes on. Perhaps it was a practice run. Very uneventful but slightly eerie.

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Morning of January 7, 2014. Tuesday.



My family and I seem to be living in a completely unfamiliar larger house in a rural area. Although the environment is not stressful, it still seems somewhat “off” in some ways. It does seem part of a larger one-storey apartment building at times - or two or three buildings very close together or partly connected. It is possible that aspects of this place will turn out to be related to a place we may live or visit (as with relatives) in the future, as that has often been the case in the past (with considerable detail) since earliest memory. There is a point at which I clean up a bit in a back room which seems to be some sort of immediate-outside-access utility room or ground-level open (on two-sides) porch. I pick up a few things and move some potted plants for the most part. There are at least two other older people in the area, a woman and a man (but not living together). Our living area seems to be the biggest, though. Not much happens. I remember a strange argument with an elderly lady that has something to do with getting (and having) more even when one does not want or need more. This is perhaps vaguely related to my wife’s mother, who always spent a bit extra to have a lot more vegetables and fruit, but which always sat around rotting and going to waste. She turned her entire lawns into gardens which then went to weeds and caused problems for the property owners. She even sent us a large box of bananas once (which my wife is allergic to) and they were rotting at the post office. Another time, she wanted to give my wife a large bag of bananas (that were already in a state of decay), but did not seem to know her own daughter’s health history (I guess because she was too busy fabricating it for hospitals and agencies). The idea of having a lot of something which you neither need nor want seems somewhat futile, but the woman in my dream seems to think that is “the” (right) way to live, apparently, an odd twist on “having enough”, I suppose. I feel sort of unusual trying to explain our situation to her (and how we do not want rotten food sitting around everywhere), but I am not sure if she sees me as intelligent.

This, in part, may also relate somewhat to a local grocery store (the only one that does this, in fact, actually the only store I ever saw do this in my lifetime) that tries to sell fruits and vegetables in an advanced stage of rotting (set on shelves in larger plastic bags, often leaking), for not even that much of a markdown. Thus, that one whole side of the store sometimes smells really bad. Can you imagine carrying a large leaking bag of rotting grapes to the checkout and trying to maintain a casual, sane expression, because I cannot.

The other dream related to going to what at first seems like a class reunion. However, I do not know anyone there and they are all much younger than me, so the “reunion” makes little sense. However, it may also be that the newer students are attending the reunion as a sort of courtesy or a celebration of the fact it has been serving the region for so long (as it seems members of the city council are there). There is some sort of yearbook which has very unusual writing in it, including some rather strange and rude paragraphs regarding male genitals (which loosely relates to a real-life event which I will describe at the end of this entry), which one younger male points out in a humorous sense. Time passes and I do not see anyone I actually know. However, it turns out that I am the prom “king” and am paired with LR - she was more like a nemesis in real life in my middle school years. However, I do not see her anywhere, either. I get a vague impression, though, that we will have to go up in front of everyone and that I will have to make a speech. I am not thrilled over the idea of standing up and making a speech, so I decide to leave just prior to when they are announcing the prom’s king and queen. Interestingly, my wife told me that she had been thinking of the movie “Carrie” (with no clues or recent history as such, or making any mention of it to me) which has a paranormal-related prom scene. These “funny” little connections (and seeming telepathy) happen all the time, even steadily after twenty years, sometimes even in a fully conscious state now.

I never went to a high-school prom or class reunion in real life, although I did go to the eighth-grade prom (but not with LR) - and, though I was on two of the lists, did not win any of the titles thank goodness (one for “most talkative’, one for "best-looking”). In real life, at the eighth-grade prom, someone had put on a 45 of Chuck Berry’s “My Ding-a-ling” and the chaperone looked appalled, immediately taking off the record as everyone did a seemingly aggravated collective groan over the act.

Morning of January 7, 2014. Tuesday.



Over the past twenty years, and more so, the past five or six years, I have become more and more “out of the loop” regarding what many people (primarily in mainstream society) are talking about, as if I was on an alien planet - sometimes I try, sometimes I do not - even if they resort to false ideology and clueless (invalid) revisionist history of their target (typical of Internet trolls, of course) - which means nothing, really, but which seems to be all people are capable of at times. This does not disrupt my real life, usually, though, but is an enigma I cannot quite solve. This is also why I do not usually respond to what I would personally call the utterly bizarre - and yet a need over facing the challenges in real life with my wife’s criminally insane mother caused me to go into an active mode for a time, but I have remained passive for the most part - simply because I can easily afford to be and do not have any concern at all of what someone else might think. My dreams are always “informing” me of where I should devote more time, though, as well as the ever ongoing enigmatic composite precognition. In a sense, even the “Pachydermophobiaphobia” dream was quite specific in things (which I did not go into in that particular entry - as my entries are long enough as is, usually). That related to, at one level, a group I belong to that tries to ease the worries of people who are always going on about an impending Doomsday although I am not an admin there and mostly leave it to others to explain things to people whereas I do my usual “jokes”; I mostly just watch in disbelief - rather “the Doomsday of the month” so to speak, and all the scam artists selling people false ideologies. For some reason, the people who believed in all the 2012 Doomsday nonsense are still worried about new and upcoming “Doomsday events” as if they had not learned a thing. So this dream, in part, was combining my old trauma regarding elephants with personal communications on that site with people who are worried about the oncoming (but never arriving) “elephant” - and of course, the trumpet relates to a sign of the Apocalypse.

This dream is fairly short. I see “Under the Dome” - a television ongoing series with more than one season (claimed falsely to be a miniseries by the promoters) written as “Under the Domb”, a play on “Under the Dumb” as I had already seen before. However, in this case, it is actually relating to a second season of what was apparently going to only be of only a few episodes as advertised. This brings back a slightly altered scenario from real-life (but actually only Internet-based) events. It was in regards to two things I saw written by real people on the same page, both of which bordered on almost scaring me with the implications (yes, this happens all the time, but seriously…). This combined loosely with people (adults) out there in the real world that do not actually know what either clouds or wind really are…

The first part related to an attempt to explain to the “real person” (rather than just via a forum) that the picture that was posted showing the positions of the planets and stars (from Earth) was a CGI representation and not meant to have been a detailed painting by a caveman or some such when they honestly asked “how can a picture be that old?” (this phrase actually stayed in my head for days after - it was so strange in its implications of general human ignorance). The other related to a lack of patience on my part when I could not take any more. In real life, I photographed one of my sons doing a science experiment (and I think I have written on this before, so forgive me) with the label of “why isn’t the ice melting?" I did this as a joke, with the answer being "because it is a photograph”. This is because the other person was looking at a person holding an ice sculpture and honestly asked “why isn’t the ice melting?" Being in education is not the reason things like that make my head hurt. It seems really "wrong” to me in ways I suppose others could not imagine.

The other two things I am reminded of before meteors come down and wipe out a camping ground were related to things I read in the newspaper years ago and something I read just recently. The first was one of those letters you read that leave one baffled. Apparently the person thought that water vapor clouds and smoke were exactly the same thing (which I hope I did not imply in writing about my black smoke dream). He actually said that if more people smoked cigarettes, it would rain more (in this region). The other person did not even know what wind was (and indicated such on the IMDb forum regarding the “Under the Dome” series - which again - I had almost forgotten about) and it had to be explained to him; for example hot and cold air meeting and such (which can even be experienced near a radiator to a subtle extent) - as something that does not have to be experienced solely in the great outdoors. At any rate, a cowboy appears and says “look what you’ve done” as the meteors fall with weird lightning (which I absentmindedly try to “catch” like a dropped lifeline a couple times) and wipe out the campgrounds and most of the people (directly related to the “Tonight the Sky Will Fall” theme - where a thinking/aware dreamer causes the end of all things and has to recreate the universe, but with him “playing dead” afterwards). There is the awareness of the Red Rider song “Lunatic Fringe” - one of my favorites by them. However, I see my wife’s glowing (luminous) white figure (like a shadow - but completely white instead) on the horizon, slightly enlarged by about twenty percent. We will be together again in a more enriching way in the “next manifestation of the universe”, it seems (unlike the ending to “Tonight the Sky Will Fall”). Sometimes I approach the wrong subjects at the wrong time out of pure disbelief - and such has been the case since early childhood.

Another “sign” was a movie my wife mentioned just recently in real life regarding a play on “lunatic fringe” - a movie called “The Fringe Dwellers” (which we did not watch) - although it had absolutely nothing to do with the “Chrysalids” theme popping back up again recently - except perhaps in a very subtle way. Without knowing it, my wife’s dream seemed to have the same location as my elephant dream I just recently posted (again, this happens a lot, but often goes unnoticed because it happens so much). “Domb” also seems to be a play on “bomb”.

Sep 22-23 (Lucid)

It wasn't super long, but I was being attacked by some crazy powerful dude who had more powers than I did, so while he was charging one up I ran away and while doing so I realized it was a dream so I started to try to fly. It was working to, like superman style flying. I tried to go insanely fast like warp speed but couldn't do it, then thought what if I fall, and I started to fall. So I landed and thought about how weird it was that my body is laying down sleeping but I was there moving, but at that moment things started to fade and I became aware of my actual body. But it was a false awakening because I woke up in a car drenched in sweat waiting for my guardian to come turn on the car? But I totally fell for it and forgot I was dreaming haha. Then a few minutes later I actually woke up by alarm.

Also I've had some awesome dreams this weekend about extreme sports and super powers. I've gone like dirt biking down a hill with a glider on top so if I hit a jump I would get a ton of air and glide down slowly. Then I also had a dream about sky diving and stuff and it felt crazy.

A Mogadorian (from the series I Am Number Four) was going to take me sky diving, told me he was going to grab 2 more scouts, it seemed sketchy, my dad told me to get shotguns, so I picked up this weird looking block that was supposed to be a futuristic shotgun. The Mogadorian came back and I tried to shoot him but he was all defensive and said stop, but seemed sketchy with a sword and trying to get behind me.

Feb 1-2 (Lucid)

I was at my house and a lot of relatives were there. I remember looking for water, but I couldn't find much in our fridges. I found all of these milks and oils and juices, but I just wanted water. I found a cup of water with ice that wasn't cold yet, and I debated if that was already someone's and if I should take it. I ended out deciding to make my own glass and put it in the fridge, but I don't remember actually getting to it. We were outside, I remember the truck was in the driveway, and I think my brother and I went in it. I was driving with Matt, my brother, to Wal Mart and it was about 11:30 at night, we were going to buy something. He was talking about how our guest bedroom was designed for blocking sound out or about how it was perfect for sleeping with a baby or something. As we were driving, the roads were all destroyed. It looked like was an earthquake and explosions, but there were a few bridges that went over these giant holes created in the road (I remember this very vividly and wondering what was going on). On the way, I either fell asleep in my dream, or the dream scene changed, but someone told me a celebrity was trying to lucid dream, then I saw this celebrity, and I knew I was dreaming. I don't remember doing a reality check, but I knew. I was outside this club or big building but I went inside wondering what I wanted to do. I remembered to stabilize the dream so I looked at my hands and rubbed them together. It seemed to work. I was walking around and looking at all the people thinking about how they looked so real. I saw my grandparents (one of which is dead) and others I knew. Music was playing (I think I remember a Pitbull song) and people were dancing. I remember thinking how it was funny I wasn't tired in my dream, but if I woke up, I would be tired. I wanted to see the detail of things so I found these tables to looked real close and the detail was incredible. I also blinked and the design changed! It was incredible! So I started blinking rapidly, but remembered that was not a good idea in a dream. I wanted to try a couple things out. I thought about flying, but decided to try telekinesis first. I look at a chair and put my hand out and flung it sideways and it worked. I did this similar to how they did it in the movie Chronicle. I then wanted to keep testing it, so I attempted to juggle 3 eggs (with my mind). Weirdly enough, the eggs were green, also I couldn't juggle them properly and I dropped one and it broke. My dad was there and said I got a gift from a relative and there was a note saying I would like the shirt. My dad pulled it out and it was really weird with all of these smiley faces and rainbows on it. It also looked massive so I sarcastically asked, "what is that? Like a triple XL?" Sure enough, it was when we looked at the tag. I wanted to try out changing the dream scene so I thought about blinking, but I saw a door and decided to try to open the door to the new scene, but I was stopped by Rachel Wise who said she wanted to come with me. I said okay and then she also demanded to choose the spot we were going. I asked here where and she started trying to explain this place called Cabo, but not Cabo San Lucas in Mexico. I told her to pull it up on a map, and nearby there was a table full of iPads. She was hesitant for some reason about the iPads and I said, "don't you have an iPad?" She said ya and started pulling it up on maps. She found it, it was a remote island, and somehow she like dug her finger in the spot. I tried to find a name, but all I found was like Diy, and she said it was just Di. I let her know I've never been there so I don't know if it will work. But then I woke up. Everything just like quickly faded (like a quarter of a second) and I was aware of my physical body. Also, by the end, I think I was losing lucidity and getting sucked back into the dream, I really have to stay aware and conscious while having a LD.

Dec 10-11 (Lucid)
I was with Matt and there was this guy trying to kill us. We were in a forest type setting, just off the highway or road. Matt was far away on the road with a BB gun shooting, but some were hitting me because I was close to him. I tried getting out of the way. I had a knife, the bad guy had a cross bow. He started to load it so I ran towards a tree without looking back and dove behind it as an arrow whizzed by. I then ran back and as he loaded the next arrow I slit his throat with my knife.

Lucid: I was flying over the city of New York and I caught on that I was dreaming. I wanted to land to try some fun stuff with lucid dreaming. I was with dream characters Tommy, Kenny from work, and I think Daniel. I knew I was dreaming so I was trying to remember what I wanted to do. First thing I thought of was bending. I tried earth first. I stomped the ground to see if I could get a boulder to pop out, but only a very small blob of earth did. I tried again but nothing happened that time. I gave up and decided on fire bending. I thrust my hand out like I've seen on the show and some fire shot out! I tried again and it worked again! I was so excited, I tried with my foot, but I didn't work. I think I wasn't flexible enough. The other dream characters around me were actually kind of fire bending too and amazed it was working. I started throwing invisible cards of like air so see if I could hit something. I then remembered a task of the month to ask a character for a present. I ran up to one of the people around me, but was interrupted by two girls. One young one, one who I think was Katara, from Avatar. The young one asked me something but Katara said I had to do something to get the gift I wanted and held out a little wrapped gift. So we like got on a motorcycle or something cuz we started going somewhere really fast and I asked what the present was. I opened it and inside was a mask. It was purplish pink, had a beak on it, and apparently allowed me to fly she said. It kind of looked like it had three eyes too. I stared at it hoping that I would remember so I could draw it later, but the details of it shifted and were slightly unclear. We got to my house to my moms room, and she said there were others coming to help train me and left to get them (At this point I forgot I was dreaming, but knew I had powers). I put on some awesome looking black gear to go practice what I could do. I kept trying flying. I could jump really high and hover for the slightest amount of time, but always fell eventually. I kept practicing and practicing. I vaulted over the wall to the pastures and then launched at the barn. I thought about using the horse walker to launch me, but decided it might break. I went back and Kenna and a friend were outside watching me. It was getting dark out. I launched as high as I could (to try to get on the roof) onto the pillar outside the outside bathroom. I got about 5/6 up it, and had to shimmy and climb my way up the rest. My mom commented that she thinks I really had changed cuz I couldn't do that before. I then got ready to jump from the roof to the pool, and my mom didn't wanna watch cuz she was scared for me so she went inside. I prepped and launched and dove into the pool. I almost didn't, my toes like just barely touched the edge of the pool when I went in. McKenna and her friend came in as well all impressed. We went into the hot tub and suddenly we had two hot tubs. The weren't hot, but same temp as pool, just mild. Part of me was confused why they weren't cold since it should be winter, but I forgot instantly about that and moved on.

Dec 27-28 (Lucid)
I was by myself in a city trying to go see Lord of the Rings in theaters, and buy myself a ticket that costs in the high teens. I'm looking around for the actual room the movie is playing in, but go back to the ticket booth, and buy the ticket alongside a flight to Australia. I find myself heading towards the plane and getting on, but it's slightly militaristic, lots of military are our escorts on and it's slightly part of the act and show, but also necessary because the plane is important. I get on the plane, find the movie theater room, which is very very large. Probably like the size, area wise, of 8 large movie rooms. There isn't one big screen to look at, but several smaller screens pointing every which direction scattered throughout the room. I pick a seat eventually that's fairly secluded, but as I sit there, I start to think. I realized I should pick a better seat because I couldn't see one of the bigger screens well, just some small ones. But I also wonder why I'm going to Australia, when I had work the next day, and the ticket costs like over $400. I got up to leave and grabbed all my stuff. As I was leaving I texted my friend Trent telling him how I almost just went to Australia by myself, and I further realized how silly the idea was. As I was looking for the place that would refund my ticket, I realized it was a dream at this point, ran back to the plane and got right on and into the movie room. As I was running to the movie room I saw stickers and signs posted all over for the military saying "shoot first" and "be fast" and other similar ones. When I was in the movie room I wanted to watch the movie for whatever reason, but I find out that it's not gonna start for another 18 minutes. I realize my dream wouldn't last 18 minutes, so I grab a remote next to me and point it at the nearest screen and turn it on. There is some news playing or something. I pointed at other screens too but couldn't get those to turn on. Turning back to the news station, I want to see if there are channels or how it would work. I could see faces of the anchor on screen pretty detailed, but not words. I cycled through and realized it was repeating like 3 channels. At this point the plane is moving and going really fast, but not flying yet. I go to a window, which is somehow nearby, and want to go outside. I put my hands on the wall and then my head and I could push my head through the wall of the plane. As soon as my head went through the dream went dark, as if I was waking up.
I didn't want to wake up yet, so I just reimagined the sense of wind going by, then the sight of looking along the outside of the plane and soon I was back in the dream! I launched out of the high speed plane with no fear and landed running on some scenery. I was running very fast and wanted to push myself even further. I was running and jumping faster and then realized I wanted to try one more thing, teleportation. I thought back to what people said the best way to teleport was, going through a solid wall. I see a rock face just big enough and flat enough for what I need, and run up to it. I think about where I want to go first, and I decide upon a strip club (at this point I was losing lucidity and didn't have much of my better judgement ). I put my hands on the wall and it felt fuzzy, not like the solid rock it should have been. But when I pushed my head against the rock I phased right through. It felt only slightly solid, and it looked black and foggy on the other side. I walked forward maybe 5 feet then emerged in a small room consisting of 5 or 6 guys and girls that were in the process of undressing. The room reminded me of the airplane again and the DC's looked like flight stewards/stewardesses. I keep going forward and see an open door to my left and there is another room of people slightly further along in the undressing process. Before I see anyone actually all the way I wake up, because I was getting too excited.

Machines were being woken up similar to transformers, and were controlled by someone evil. There were humans chasing us down still. I was on a team of people running away from someone hunting us down. The ones hunting us gave us a head start because we did something nice for them. We went down a hole, and were sliding down for a while. We were in an ancient building and had to find our way out. There were creatures that looked like giant centipedes around trying to kill us, they were poisonous so we had to avoid them. I get stung by one as we're running away and apparently it's a big deal, but I don't feel hurt. We run back to my house and we're supposedly safe. My perspective changes to the guy hunting us and he uses these lights on a large globe to track us down. They zoom on our location which is a large tower on his 3D map. Back to my perspective we're talking and enjoying getting away, and the room looks just like my kitchen. Soon I remember I'm being hunted and bring up that they know where we are. Jim Hatfield, my co-worker, is next to me apparently and is mad I didn't bring it up earlier. Soon the people who let us go earlier show up one at a time and we start talking to them to reason to them. I realize at this point I'm dreaming, and my fear goes away. The people killing me though are supposedly other lucid dreamers, but I think they're DC's. I explain to them that if we're both lucid dreamers we don't need to be fear each other because we can't get hurt and we can always come back. The girl I'm talking to agrees, but replies that lucid dreams are few and far between and I realize she's right. Soon enough the main guy who was supposed to be hunting is comes in and I just ignore him. I want to stabilize the dream so I rub my hands together, then I want to try licking the ground or furniture around me. I started just runnin my tongue along the ground. It didn't taste like anything, it just felt like a flat surface. I also tried furniture, but this didn't work at all as I didn't taste or feel it on my tongue. At one point the dream fades out and I wake up, but I DEILD back into it. I walk around deciding what to do while I'm still in the dream, then try to levitate a bit. I jump up, try to float. It works just a very small bit on my 3rd try but I fade out again and DEILD back in. I remember I didn't quite complete the ToTM so I ask my DC mom who happens to be there for a present. She go grabs one out of a stack of presents that I apparently missed, and hands it to me. The wrapping paper on it was your average Christmas pattern of a color with trees all over it, and when I tore it open, there was another set of wrapping paper there, but this one was silver, and had these oval logos on it all saying "Dragon Force". I tore open this paper and inside was a box saying "Dragon Force" on it and inside the box were several dragon shaped gummies. I grabbed one and took a bite, and it tasted like a fruit roll-up. I looked underneath the dragons and there was another set of gummies that looked like transformers and also Galactus. I start laughing at the utter randomness that the gift turned out to be. I then go back to my room, wake up along the way but DEILD back in by licking the couch in the living room (it was the old purple one). One of the DC's who used to be my enemy but who was now my friend showed up and I offered to show him my room. He is happy to see it and follows me. My room is extremely messy when we get there, like you can barely see the floor messy, and I have to push everything out of the way. He is happy that it is messy (I seem flustered that it's messy and kind of forget I'm dreaming at this point). I see my Xbox one and it's crooked and broken on the corners and I get really angry. I ask the guy if he believes in shared dreaming and he responds yes, I say I don't and think he's just a DC. He starts laughing and I don't know what to think. The TV is turned on and people are voting on if they think shared dreaming is real. I wake up, but DEILD back in one last time. I ask the guy what it was like for him to have me leave for a few seconds, but can't remember if there was a response. I just thought I would have faded in and out if he was a dreamer. I then fade out again and wake up and try to DEILD, but can't this time. Now I realize how ridiculous shared dreaming actually seems (my personal view, not to offend anyone who may believe in it).

I was in New York City with my dad. I’m exploring by myself and a guy I meet says he needs help connecting to the cellular networks there. I decide to help him and get it working. We then go into a restaurant to go eat, but he thinks thats weird so he gets up and leaves. I follow him, flustered that he didn’t thank me for helping him.

I realized I was dreaming and thought about what I should do. I thought of a task of the month and remembered the invisibility one. So I think of the most classic "naughty" trick in the book, go to the girls locker room. I'm outside, and I know I need to find a school, but it's really dark outside and hard to see. So I put on some night vision goggles, and things then green but they brighten up. I see a school not too far away so I head in that direction. I stop and realize I haven't gone invisible yet. I just think about it and repeat that people can't see me. For some reason I knew it worked and I head inside the school. There were girls leaving and they didn't see me walk by them. I head to the girls locker room, and there was one girl left. But then she left and I was by myself...
I then remembered that I wanted to visit Erebor from the Hobbit. I decide to phase through the wall and think that's where I want to show up. I push through it remembering an old dream that's how I did it. When I go through, I come out in a fancy hotel. I thought about trying again, but I decided to just explore a bit and see if I could just "stumble upon" Erebor. I find a hallway, and then a door. I open the door and realize I found it. But it was extremely dark and hard to see. So I thought maybe I just need to help my subconscious out, so I'm walking down the stone stairs from the movie trying to think of what it looked like. It doesn't really work because I end up back at the hotel.

I'm at home, and for some reason my mom is like a tyrant. She loves Erica, but doesn't treat me very well, and treats McKenna like dirt. This doesn't sit well with me so I confront her, and get mad at how she treats us. She's confused at why I'm mad, and I respond it's mainly for McKenna. I trash some of the food she's made to let her know how angry I was and then left to let that sit with her. Soon some people come over, and I felt like I needed to tell someone what happened. I grab either my dad or someone else and pull them away from the crowd to my room, and talk to him saying I was mad at her, but she's still my mom so I don't know how I should feel.

I'm at someone's house, but we're like all prisoners there. Someone hacks a computer to give us GPS coordinates from the wi-fi. Someone breaks in because they knew what we were doing.

I look at a mirror and think I should try to see through this, then realize that means I'm dreaming, but I wake up.

Jan 4-5 2014

I was at a nice resort area, talking to a family while sitting at a table that was making a big purchase. Apparently Sal Volcano had done all the selling and they knew what they wanted. As I was "ringing it out", it asked me where we were and it showed a giant map of the resort. Soon Sal showed up and we were going to eat. My mom was there, and a few other people I didn't know. I was asked if I wanted any food but I said no. Food started coming in and my mom started eating it. I wake up just a little but DEILD back into the restaurant. I focus on my surroundings and start feeling what I can. The ground, which was carpet feeling, the tables, which were a smooth wood, and a tiles pillar, which felt cool, but bumpy from the tiles. I also calmed myself down by taking a big breath, and then rubbed my hands together. I didn't want to take too big of breaths in fear of being aware of my physical body. I got up and started to walk to explore the dream. Kaitlin Dekkers and Molly Finley come up to me and ask me to show them what types of mouses would work for Molly. I say sure and start to walk towards a wall. When I get there I realize it's the wrong wall and tell them to follow me to another. I then realize I was losing lucidity because of them, so I tell them it has to wait, and they reluctantly agree. I think about what to do, and remember Gray's magic. I'm on a 2nd floor, near a corner of this room, and decide to block off one section of the corner to stop people from distracting me. I get in a wide stance, put my right hand in a fist on top of my left hand stretched out. Think hard and shout, "Ice make wall!".
Nothing happened from that, so I decide to try harder. I get in the same stance, and when I put my hands together I think how they should be "steaming" from ice fog. They do a little bit and when I shout "Ice make wall!" this time, a little ice forms in the ground where I wanted it to go. I realize I'm almost there so I do it one last time, my hands are really fogging now, and I shout the words really loud this time. A giant pillar of ice shoots out of the ground, and everything seems to go quiet like I did something incredible. The pillar was thin, and only about half as wide as I wanted it to be, but it was very tall. I looked at it and it was very detailed. The edges were extremely jagged and ominous, whilst it was thin enough to see through it, but distorted.
I realized I knew I could do it then, so I did the magic one last time and succeeded in making the giant wall I wanted to. I wanted to cross to the other side, without running around, so I do the magic and shout, "Ice make platform!" and several square ice platforms appear floating between my position in the corner, to the other side. I get on the railing and jump to one platform. I wonder if it can support my weight and then I break the ice and fall to the ground floor. It's at this time i realize I'm on a team of superheroes fighting against super villains (I've lost lucidity at this point as I go with the flow of the dream). I knew I needed to get to the 2nd floor so I think about what could get me to the 2nd floor, 'an ice plane?', 'an ice rope?'. As I'm thinking I realize one of my teammates is in trouble behind me. They're fighting a guy under the water so I dive in, and try to cast an ice bolt in the villains direction. It doesn't work and the villain turns on me. He's like Mr Fantastic, but is wearing a daredevil uniform, and swimming and talking underwater. He starts beating me up and I wonder what I can do. Soon enough, one of my teammates jumps in and beats Mr. Daretastic, and I'm saved. When I emerge, the battle is over and everyone is celebrating. I'm mad I didn't do much and wanted to check I still can use ice magic. So I call "Ice make bolt" at a wall, and it makes a giant spinning saucer that launches like 6 feet deep in the wall, leaving a huge gash in the wall. The saucer had a diameter if about 4-5 feet. People are talking about the battle, and one my managers from Apple, Nate, comes up and is congratulating us. He reaches his hand out to me to pull me out of the water, and is saying that we're all getting paid for the flight home as well. I hear only 1 civilian died, and that she lost her mind completely or something. I remember this and everyone else does too saying they saw it in a dream. I remember I saw it in a dream too and realize we all had the same dream. I say that dream changed my perspective on dreaming in general.


I was buying mom a gift and I got her 2 goggles for seeing underwater. They included free classes. I was hoping to get a discount but I didn't have my license for whatever reason. I asked my dad for his, but his was very old when he was under 21, and he said it didn't count. The lady was talking to me about all of the classes that I'm getting and I was getting very annoyed. Erica was saying to not make it about me, and I was just so confused why everyone was talking and mad at me.

I recently starting keeping a journal beside my bed at night to write down ideas (I'm an aspiring fiction writer), because I find the best Ideas come to me in the middle of the night when my son wakes up, or in the morning... anyway, the first night I started keeping a journal beside my bed, I had the clearest, most memorable dream I've had in a VERY long time.

I was with my wife, and several other people, but I can't picture or remember who they were, in the dream they were friends, but I never got a direct look at them.. they were just sort of peripherals in our "group".. anyway. We were at the beach, the weather was clear, but it was getting kind of cold because it was dusk. The sky was still blue, but the sun was setting. There was a shack on the beach with 2 lines of people, probably 30-40 people deep in each line. We waited in line and discovered that the wait was to have your aura read and interpreted. Fast forward to me at the front of the line, in front of this girl, probably somewhere around 13, 14, 15. She was dressed in white and purple dress that you might find on a young girl in the 60's or something. She had a bow in her hair (She was dressed kind of like those twin girls from "The Shining", but it was purple, not blue.). Her sister was dressed the same way. These were sisters. They looked very similar, they might have been twins. Anyway, they had long, dark hair, and their eyes were completely black except for a very technological element inside them that is quite hard to describe... the black eyes had 2 concentric rings in them that ran around the outer rim of the eyeball... not full rings, like 3/4 rings. The outer ring was green, the inner ring was like a red/orange... and from what I remember, the rings were moving in opposite directions at random times... like the girl was processing information or processing input much like a machine would, or when your computer shows the icon to let you know it's busy processing information. It led me to believe these were either eye implants, or these girls are machines, demons, aliens, or something... It was ambiguous. They had pale skin... It SHOULD have been quite frightening, but it wasn't at all. The overtone was not frightening, demonic, or negative at all. Anyway, the next thing I remember, the sister I was in front of told me my aura was - verbatim - "Violet. Violet. TOO Violet." and she had said something else afterward about fixing my aura that I can't remember verbatim, but it was about getting a book, and something about Australia. This remark about the book and Australia was the only point in the dream I could actually HEAR what the girl's voice sounded like. She had an accent that I think was Australian. The next thing I remember, my wife had either told me, or I overheard her being told by the other sister that her aura was "Cerulean Blue, with 2 spots in it." She had indicated that having 1 spot in it is good, but having 2 spots is bad, and it indicates something called " Bulk Sorrow".

I don't remember much after that, but when I woke up, I wrote it all down and then I started reading up on auras, as I knew NOTHING about them at ALL. Violet is the wisest and most sensitive of all the auras, and those who possess a violet aura have a strong ability to translate thoughts into reality, and it mentioned something about some type of clairvoyance. The governing chakra of violet auras is the 3rd eye, which I've always been very interested in. The strangest part came when my wife woke up and said her throat hurt. She had clearly swollen glands in her throat. Her throat NEVER hurts. I looked up her aura from the dream (Blue) and it said the governing chakra was the one in the throat.

Now, I've been to Australia several times, LOVED it, used to live in California, so the beach is a pretty predictable setting. The girls I remember from a trailer for Paranormal Activity 5 that's out right now... but the mechanical eyes and the aura stuff are really freaking me out. Any thoughts?

Fragments: Something composed of metal loops that I take for an art piece, believing it's something to do with male and female; instead I'm told it's a spell for godhood. A scene with a teacher and student. A reference to 'maenad.'

Classic movie monsters. The dream was in black and white, and featured Bela Lugosi's Dracula and Lon Chaney Jr's Wolfman. Through some plan of Dracula's, Talbot winds up becoming a vampire, while Drac becomes the wolfman instead, and essentially human when it's not a full moon. Talbot's not thrilled with any of this. There's a scene in which Dracula springs Talbot from an asylum through the window, before the monster-type switch; and afterward, a confrontation in a swamp in which Dracula is talking about world domination, and how the ability to appear human was required.

I'd been talking to someone about a career change I was considering, when I realize I'm still wearing a change of clothes I acquired earlier in a dream. At first, I think it a marvel, a thing in a dream that carried over into real life - but later on, as I'm sitting around a dinner table having a boring conversation, I realize that actually it must be an indication that I'm still dreaming. I become lucid and immediately start floating in the air; I stopped paying attention to the other characters in the room and didn't see them after this point. Initially I intended to go outside and continue flying, but then I decide to try something new this time. I decide to summon a god - Apollo, since summoning his light for an anti-nightmare technique has been very effective, but he's yet to show up in person. I'm also thinking his association with trance states might carry over into lucid dreaming. I close my eyes so that I can't see the room, and I focus on him, call him. Nothing happens. I eventually give up, open my eyes again. I think a little more structure may be helpful, and I should probably keep my eyes open; I remember a time when a dream fell apart completely after I stopped focusing on visuals.

I go to a mirror, but instead of calling Apollo again, this time I decide to call up an image of my ideal future self (possibly related to the non-lucid talk of career changes earlier). Several options appear one at a time, and I reject each of them. Many of them bear very little physical resemblance to me, and most are wearing glasses (which I don't need). Eventually I settle on one that I approve of (though why I approved of this particular one, I don't know); he looks like something out of the 1700s. When I turn away from the mirror, he's standing next to me. He seems a little confused by this, but he's just here for me to get a more detailed look at him. But while he's here anyway, we decide to fuck. Eventually I remember my original intention to summon a god and I decide that's more interesting than what is essentially dream masturbation, so I leave him on the floor by the mirror and go back to the table. I sit down, then remember I didn't bother to get dressed again; I decide I'd rather have clothes on for this. I try to summon clothing by just deciding I am wearing clothes, but this doesn't work; I think perhaps it doesn't work only because I can clearly see and feel myself not wearing clothes, so I'm trying to overrule the evidence of my senses. My shirt's by the table, but my pants are all the way across the room, so I just pick up the shirt and try to extend it, to use it as a source of materials to create something new. This seems to be working, but very slowly. I don't care to wait; I give up and just walk back across the room for my pants, and start thinking about the 'rules' of dreams - thinking that perhaps it's better to work with what's already in the environment rather than try to create new things from scratch all the time; less wasteful, less effort. I become aware that I'm starting to wake up.

Side-note Lucid


Time snapshots
I'm driving in my car to go to my chiropractor. I realize it's still morning, and I don't have my appointment until early afternoon, but for some reason I don't turn around. I realize it's about ten thirty, and I know I have a conference call at eleven, so I just need to be sure not to miss it. I go through a light in the right lane which turns into a right-hand-only turn lane. I somehow end up letting the car coast to a stop. I'm really confused about what's going on. Two large trucks are to my left, also stopped. I remember there's an app on my phone that saves snapshots in time and lets me go back to them. I quickly pull it up and hit the Back button. With a sound like a timebug in World of Goo, I'm back at the last light, going through it. I know this is too late - I'm about to get stuck on the turn lane - so I hit the button again. Now I'm at the previous light, and I have time to switch lanes before I get stuck.

I'm really excited about this. If I can rewind time yet still remember everything that happened, the possibilities are endless! I can read all the books I want, then rewind time so that the reading took no time at all! I can spend a long time solving a difficult problem, then rewind time and remember the solution. I try to think if there's a way to bring something back with me, a completed piece of work, but I don't know how that could be done. Maybe there's a way to time-proof a USB stick? I start to think about sleep - surely being awake for a long time would take its toll? - but then I reason I can sleep whenever and then rewind time to before I slept.

I'm still driving. It's almost time for my appointment, so I can't turn around, but I'm still going to be pretty early. I'm on a two-lane road with lots of trees. Someone is trying to come out of a driveway on my left but waits for me to pass first. Now I'm walking into a strange structure. I'm in a short stairwell that's C shaped. The lighting is pretty dim. I start to walk up, then realize I'm still too early. I hear someone coming down and hurry out; I feel like I'd be embarrassed if I met them. Now I'm back outside walking down some steps. I pass a maintenance worker going the other way. I realize I'm wearing only my V-neck undershirt. He comments "nice neck." I'm a little embarrassed but I don't worry about it too much.

Now I realize that I can undo this whole trip if I have a snapshot from before I left. I go to pull up the time snapshot app, but I find that I have a bunch installed and it takes a moment to figure out which is the one I'd been using earlier. I'm disappointed to see that it only has three snapshots. The main listing only shows the time the snapshot was taken and not the date; I have to click the triple-dot icon to get a details page. One seems to be some kind of default snapshot - the date is 1-1-00 - and I'm not going to touch that. The next has a very strange label that I don't understand. In trying to get details about it I somehow put it into Sharing mode. I have no idea what it means to share a time snapshot, but I wish I hadn't done it.

Now I'm walking down a hallway in a building similar to the one I work in. Windows are floor to ceiling to my left, though there are occasional pillars and lots of moving boxes piled around. A wall is to my right, occasionally opening out into an office or other open area. I realize I'm now completely naked and don't have the phone any more. Oddly, I'm not embarrassed at all, more annoyed at myself. I have the feeling the phone is on my jeans on one of the piles of boxes further back in the hallway, but I'm not positive. I realize I have to get the phone: if I do, I can undo all of this. I turn around and start heading the other way. A couple of women come out of an office in front of me. I sidestep behind a pillar and use a hand to cover myself, nodding respectfully to them as they pass. Neither one takes any notice of me.

After the women pass without comment, I realize this is a dream. I do a nose-pinch RC to further convince myself, and I'm not surprised to feel air moving through my closed nostrils. I immediately try to remember my current goals. I know that number one on the list is to look at and count my fingers. I hold up my right hand and look at it. I have five fingers, but when I hold them stretched out, my middle and ring fingers are at a very obtuse angle - a little further and they'd be pointed directly away from each other. I keep looking and my hand kind of blurs; now it looks almost as if my left and right hands are superimposed on top of each other. I can see a thumb and pointer sticking out of each side, and there's a jumble of fingers in the middle. When I bend my pointer, I see it moving on both sides of my hand. I wiggle another finger and see both copies wiggling. I had been hoping I'd get an extra finger that I'd have conscious control over. Oh well, maybe another time.

I remember the next thing on the list was to try to become extra aware of my environment. To my left is what looks like a small section from a dollar store. Shelving units are filled with all kinds of junk. I decide to reapply the nose pinch (using my left hand) to help keep me focused, then start to look at the items on the shelves. The shelf nearest me has what look like baby bath toys. As I'm trying to slowly move my attention from one to another, I realize that I'm now holding my upper lip instead of my nose, so I readjust my fingers to once again hold my nose. I notice a couple of stacks of items on the shelf, and I realize they're shaking. I identify this as the dream not being as stable as it should be. I try to stare at them, willing them to stop shaking, but it doesn't work (in hindsight, focusing on them gave the vibrations more power; I should have just ignored them). I give up on it and keep walking along the corridor, coming out into a larger room. I get stuck with my eyes closed and I try to focus on breathing through my closed nose. After a few moments, the feeling of breathing through my nose changes subtly - more like my nose is stuffed - and I "realize" I've woken up so I can't breath through a pinched nose any more. I wake up for real moments later.


Fragment:
I'm trying to do something for a group of women. Nothing I do makes them happy, and I'm starting to feel really frustrated.

This dream began with me in my front yard. 2 zombies walked by, dragging a body. For some reason, this didn't seem out of the ordinary to me at all. But then, some bikers moved in down the street from me. They were continuously shouting and fighting and shooting at each other. At one point, my mom and brother were leaving to go to the store and I had to go with them because I was scared the bikers would rob them. This is when the dream got weird. I went to go leave the yard when a mouse jumped down my shirt. I freaked out and shook around and it fell out, but it wasn't mouse, it was a hairpiece of some sort? Anyway, my mom then says: "Remember those zombies? All they had to do was take out that guys heart and brain and replace it with theirs and they'd be all good!" The three of us proceeded to laugh (for some reason) and then I woke up.