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I'm walking outside my house and sometimes I've been using flying as my reality check(which is pretty fun), so I tried flying and I ascended right then, at this point, it was clear that I was lucid.

I flew around for just a bit more, and for some reason when I get lucid I really want a random scene that isn't just my house, so I looked at the wall and thought of a new scene and turned around, nothing had changed.

I tried again but I made the dumb mistake of closing my eyes and opened them to waking life

I was crawling along the hardwood floor. It was a narrow pathway that passed many things on the side of the hallway: a curtained window like those at my grandma's house, a black metal helmet with long narrow spikes, purses, etc. This hallway was circular, and when you got close to where you started, there was a staircase. I knew She lived here. I saw the stairs, then hid behind the wall to them when I heard something. I looked back and saw my dad, who surprised me but didn't scare me because he wasn't Her. He had something in his hands he was fiddling with, and then he did something wrong. She knew about it, and her steps were like thunder coming down the stairs, not from her weight, but like actual thunder. I hid behind the wall again so i wouldn't see Her. I can't remember if mom hit him or not. Mom said it was raining, an he went to go open the door for to let in Her poofy west highland white terrier. Dad opened the door and started calling him. The dog said "never open a door in my house again" when he came in, and i saw the doggie door he could have entered through. Then they were at there pool, and a tall skinny black man was in water up to his chin, talking to mom about something dangerous that was coming, and she seemed to be taking him seriously.

I was in prison. Many people here were imprisoned at a time when being homo was illegal. In fact, i think we were all homo. We were separated by bars from this street. the street was under some kind of cave arch, and free people walked under it from time to time. Some flamboyant dude walked under, and a gay dude behind bars says "LUCKY YOU!", because even though the anti-gay law was no longer in effect, because we were tried when the law was in effect, we couldn't leave. Me and Shadae were in the part of the prison near a soccer game. Savanah (from work), who everyone knew was crazy, was coming down the hall dressed as a fairy. She was separated from us by bars, and would have to go a long way around to get to us. Shadae said "hey, come here!". "I can't!" savanah responded. "try!" said shadae. and then savanah bent the bars apart and walked over to us. then she came over, bent the bars near us, and walked in next to us. We could escape! We hesitated. Was this the right time? Would we just get caught? Then we saw the crowd of girls running from behind us, and we went out. I was alone. I could have gone in the direction of the city, or the trees, and I chose the trees. I was on my hands and knees (or feet, im not sure) running through a field full of dog or cow shit, getting closer and closer to the trees, wishing i was a werewolf.

I was driving with my mom in the passenger seat, and i was doing pretty well. we got on the highway, i was perfect. when we got off and she wanted to turn somewhere, i missed the turn. my view became that of a traffic helocopter. i crossed over three lanes and almost had a head-on collision.



It's almost like I change my mind during the course of the dream, but I'm not lucid. For example, when I see my dad, I kinda choose not to get scared an make my mom the scary one, kinda going against the stereotypical direction. When I'm actually crawling through the hallway, I think about how cool this place will be to describe later. When I'm running on hands an knees like a wolf through crap field, I start thinking how prison would be easier if I were a werewolf, almost like I'm thinking of ideas to improve my dreams with while still in the dream.

Two fragments.

First:

I was with my two aunts and my cousin. They were taking me to this weird place, but I kept going the wrong way.

Second:

My mum was mad at me. I don't remember why.

Wow, my dream recall sucked.

Dream recall from today's WBTB/nap.

Dream 1(fragment):

There was something about AI War game. Also tried to DEILD but haven"t got further than HH.

Dream 2(fragment):

Something about dragons

Dream 1(fragments):

I was playing some coop RPG game with SilentEternity. We had abilties to change form and i was using some forms including dragon form. We were going through some dark forest place, fighting some kind of light entities, then we had to get up on high stones for which i have used wings.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was in forest, near lake, and there were wolves.

Dream 3(fragments):

I was going through some parking place, it was closing off and there was some dog, then a bunch of mini-dogs appeared and dog started protecting territory from them.

Dream 4(fragments):

I was playing some superhero fighting game with some people on emulator, there were a bunch of random characters, some with weird hats and masks.

Dream 5(fragments):

I was playing some 2D platformer game and going through various levels, soon i've reached dark room with lines of monitors. I've had to activate line in specific order to start boss fight, which turned game semi-3D and boss started attacking with danmaku patterns. Instead of shooting it i had to collect items to damage it, while avoiding lots of projectiles. Then finishing it, i've went to activate second row of monitors.

Dream 6:

I was playing 2D mazey platformer with SilentEternity, there was upper level and lower level, both very similar and we were doing both at same time, it was also final level. It was dark and there were outlines of buildings, and there was way fillled with lots of various red colored enemies and also another way which connected lower and upper level. I've managed to dodge right through all enemies and get to the exit, which was not a proper solution to the level, but it worked and we were quickest apparently and did it without taking damage. Though it was not possible to do it proper way without taking damage due to teleporter doing 2 damage. We have also tried to experiment and scrolled level way right beyond the dark clouds, finding some kind of secret. In the end we got rewarded with a dark band of some kind.

Dream 7(fragments):

There was some story about RC car race and one of players was cheating so others were talking to him.

I am in bed and get up look at my hands and see them distorted in the weirdest and most funniest ways that I kept looking at them. I walk outside my room when I saw Merari but she doesnt show up instead I see my mom having her annual get together at my house which I walked out in shorts and no shirt not really caring about what she was saying because I knew I was dreaming. I also remember I see Stella with her pants down which was awkward but I didnt mind and walked outside my house to see the dreamscape. It was evening time about like 8pm and I saw my dads datson 240Z parked outside my house in mint condition which he has now in the garage and some other cars parked outside I believe one of the other 3 was a escort. I then remember taking off my glasses because in a previous dream I was able to take them off and focus my vision but in this dream I was not able to focus it clearly and my vision became more blurry which was mad weird I then walked to the back of my house and saw that it was a mess like always. I also remember hearing crickets in the background I was excited of course and walked towards the front of the house again from the side and saw this lady pull up sideways on my drive threw in a white car then after that I was going to the house across the street to go inside and see whats up but then I started looking at my hands again because I was so intrigued and I got carried away and then woke up but I now know what to expect.

This night I remember using my dream senses more to their capacity I read an article that we have 10 senses when were sleeping our basic 5 senses and them replicated with the 5 dream senses and that you can use both when sleeping but have to focus more on your dream senses to keep lucid longer.

I was in some kind of beach/resort area that lacked a hotel building. It was simply a large number of sand dunes covered in grass nearby a beach with some palm trees.
And all I can remember about the area aside from the general terrain was that I think Lia was there along with my family. (Although I was not lucid) And I was trying to make a sand castle. There were a couple of really well made and detailed sand castles on the beach, and I had wanted to make my own, but I couldn't find a good spot, because most of the beach was rocks.

I was in my family's old van, my mom was driving, and I was in the backseat. I felt very small, perhaps what had happened earlier in the dream explained that I was in fact younger again. Also it was nighttime and very dark both inside and outside the car.
But I did a nose pinch RC and found out I could breathe. I went on to tell my mom that I was dreaming and ask her to stop the car so that I could get out so that I could do lucid dream things.
But instead, her outline arose from in-front of the seat and her fingers grew long and pointy like claws, and her hair seemed to get more messed up and disheveled. She started to climb other the seat and swipe at me with her claws.
But, because I was lucid, I wasn't at all scared by the situation. I realized that I was unable to move or speak, and my only option was to simply wake myself up.

I didn't have time to put this up here, so I am doing it now

I am trying to bust a marijuana dealer and I am following him out onto a dock. I end up going to a crab trap, in the ocean, of his. He tackles me into the water and we begin to fight. I take a big breath and realize I am dreaming. I stop struggling with him and say “this is a dream, I don’t have to fight with you anymore”. He looks at me, but I swim further down. It is night and I say, “I want it to be brighter”. I see the sun come out, up above the water, and the ocean I am in gets much brighter. I see a fish and begin to talk to “her”. I cannot remember the conversation, and I wake up.

Remembered three different dreams last night.
I went to a party at a house I didn't recognize. A guy I know took my hat and started tossing it back and forth with another girl. I snatched the hat out of the air and they gave me disappointed looks.
This next one I recalled in a lot more detail.
I went to an old friend's apartment for a reason I can't remember. Upon arriving, I discovered none other than the plant dad from Goosebumps. I suppose we got in a fight, because soon after I was running down the stairs trying to get away, but I realized I forgot my phone, which I desperately needed. I ran back up and suddenly had a small brown block in my hand, which I used to tackle the plant dad to the ground and beat his head in, hoping he would stay down. He did not, much to my horror. And turns out my phone was in my pocket the whole time.
I ran down the stairs as quick as I could, the plant dad following close behind me. When I reached the bottom, I sadly discovered that the door had an electronic code lock. The plant dad was behind me, but instead of attacking me, he pushed me aside, opened the door, ran out into the garage of my own house, and stole our car. He drove away smiling and waving at me.
I then re-visited the same apartment during the daytime, and decided to watch TV with a group of people. Suddenly, we discovered one of them was a zombie. We freaked out and rushed to the car outside, but when we got in it, we discovered a zombie inside! I grabbed a pencil that happened to be in my jacket pocket and stabbed the zombie in the face, but it bit me before I could get my hand away. I started feeling a stinging sensation in my hand, and felt funny. All the zombies began looking like normal people. My dad was suddenly next to me, so I told him what I was seeing. I woke up. I presume I died and turned into a zombie. May that version of dream-me rest in peace.
I was at a baseball game. For some reason, I was selling these multi-colored masks that just covered the nose and eyes of a person's face. I handed them out, and apparently the masks were turning people into zombies!
I finally woke up a second time, and wondered why all my dreams were involving zombies.

I haven't been paying much attention to my dreams lately because I've been busy, but tonight I've had a nightmare which has randomly turned into a lucid dream.

I was walking down a street when I found this guy staring at me and started harassing me. I got scared and turned to the left, into a very dark street. I couldn't see a thing, but I could hear his motorbike chasing after me. I tried to run, but my body felt very heavy and I was unable to. I have to say I tend to have dreams where someone is chasing after me and trying to hurt me, and every time I find that my body feels too heavy for me to run.

Thing is, I got into a building to hide from him, and while I was waiting, I thought it was strange that I couldn't run and that I had to be dreaming. Once aware, I decided I could turn the situation around to my advantage, that I had to do something to prevent the dream from fading away. When he got into the building, I stood before him and told him to stop chasing after me and trying to hurt me. All of a sudden, he didn't look dangerous anymore. I stopped for a second to think what to do next and I did what first came to my mind I could do with a guy in a lucid dream. I made him sit on a couch, sat on him and got it on with him.

This is the second lucid experience I've had since I got started with all this. I have to admit that this last month and a half I haven't quite done any reality checks or practised anything like ADA, so I wasn't expecting to have a lucid experience again yet. Hopefully, I'll get back to it now.

10/26/2013

I remember a colorful sphere, spinning around and hovering above a circular design.

This dream fragment somehow included the song that goes like "I'm gonna spin and shout and let it all out" (which my five year old was singing a lot yesterday) and the fact that I am sick was included too, and I don't recall what else.

Then I attempted WBTB.

Then I was revising a job description because there had not been enough candidates. I was making it totally generic so that almost anyone might apply (team player with good communication skills who can learn while doing on the job). I noticed that the contact info listed only my fist name and an old phone number, but I could not find a way to revise it, so I made the job description hidden, and contacted my boss. In the back of my mind noticed that it was odd that I had been doing this and not him, but I just noticed and did not really question it further.

Night of October 26, 2013. Saturday.



I and a few others are connecting pipes, seemingly in a very large underground area; at times, mausoleum-like, yet with soft walls (some of possibly velvet or velvet-like texture - although in afterthought it may more realistically be mold) and a couple smaller hallways, possibly under a private residence. I get a strong impression that it is the house of a rock singer from the past, such as a younger David Essex or Rick Springfield. It actually turns out to be the residence of Lou Reed (supposedly quite reclusive in my dream), and his recording “Like a Possum” is relevant to my tribal name and nickname. I had not actually listened to him that much in my life, though.

At one point, a large mass of hair is taken out of the pipe so that the water then starts flowing from it. We then attach it to the pipe it was originally meant to be connected to, as it had somehow disconnected and fallen way. At another point, there are two pipes coming out from one larger one that have somehow fallen away from the connecting pipes lower to the floor (being in a Y-shape pattern). The letter “Y” implies a question mark, as well as the top being “V” (twenty-second letter) over “I” (ninth letter) being a symbol of “I” being under the power of love (or possibly victory) but also somehow reminds me that mortal man is “less than” the universal (since it is a “less than” implication in pointing down from the expanse of the greater) - or possibly acceptance of the greater (a person with his arms up and out in appreciation of the sky above). We are successful in our clearing out and reconnecting of all the pipes over about seven or eight events.

Pipes can refer to other things, such as singing voice, organs (which also have reeds), and pipes that people smoke. Symbolically, it can relate to the digestive system, the liver (also a kind of organ), and also the circulatory system.

(Original) Update: This dream was the night before and into the morning (October 27) of hearing that Lou Reed died, so I think there is an obvious precognitive layer - the connections being Lou Reed, “underground” (regarding his “Velvet Underground”). However, in my dream the (plumbing) “operation was successful” though he died in real life. The majority of my more detailed precognitive dreams are usually more precise (in a literal sense) at several levels (even when mixing events or imagery), so this is only a minor connection regardless of the layers that fold over each other with multiple meanings. I still classify it as at least loosely, though convincingly precognitive.

Dream 1:
I talk to an old lady and she brings up the convocation about Creatine. She say's that she had previously thought it contained ammonia in it. I had heard this before and said I too thought that. We continued talking about Creatine and were talking about the immunity benefits to it, and that there's still a lot of unknown benefits that have yet to be discovered.

I get asked a question by a teacher. It's about what was written on the piece of paper. In some what a lie, I say yes. I do know what was written but it slipped my mind earlier. She asks what was written, and I think long and hard, but couldn't remember. She hands me a piece of paper that had the information on it.

We talked about someone called Tracey Lee?

I see a category of what I can choose from. The choices were, Health and a lot of other options which I don't remember.

Dream 2:
Time Lucid - 10 secs
Non lucid - grey text
Semi Lucid - red text
Lucid - blue text

I'm on a bus and I see Daryl two seats in front of me. He's trying to tune a black girl. I think to myself, Daryl is clueless when it comes to picking up women. He said something to the girl which was a joke, and she knew it was a joke, but he kept insisting it was a joke. I start to feel a strong emotion of awkwardness, as I come to my senses that this is in fact a dream. I know I'm dreaming, even without reality checking. I try to get up out of the bus chair, but I'm stuck. I attempt again, but no luck. I wake up.

Dream 3:
Time Lucid - 30 secs
Non lucid - grey text
Semi Lucid - red text
Lucid - blue text

I'm at Jamie S's house, outside in his backyard. I see 2 dogs? they're eating their pigs ear treat.

I'm on my Dads computer. I suddenly realize I'm dreaming, without really anything weird happening. I do a nose plug which doesn't work. I now try the hand and it looks a bit off. I try to stabilize the dream by going through my senses. I first take a strong whiff of the air, but I feel myself losing the dream. I attempt something that I've never tried before, and that's falling forward straight into the ground. As I hit the ground, I don't feel it. I see blackness, and feel a sensation of rocking up and down. This happens for a few seconds, and then I end up in a bed in a random house. I get out of bed and see 50+inch TV in the distance with something on the screen. I walk into a lounge room, it's my old house in blacks land. I see a cat on the couch and I try and chase it down, but it's too quick and hisses at me. I grab the cat eventually and then wake up.

Dream 4:
Dream ended - 8:25am
Time Lucid - 1 min
Non lucid - grey text
Semi Lucid - red text
Lucid - blue text

I think my mum passed away and I was thinking about the heart attack. I see a bath with stuff in it, so I decide to step into the bath and push my feet into it. I wake up, and turn it into a DEILD. I see a scene come on like none other. I see a tree and the image comes closer and closer, to the point of where I actually go inside a flower. I see a fuzzy flower image spinning around. I get projected straight into a dream scene where I am standing in a bush. My vision is weird, it's as if I have no peripheral vision. It gets worse and worse, so I try and pry my eyes open with no such luck. I try to pull off my sleeping mask, but same thing. I even take off my glasses and throw them front of me and kick them like a football. My vision comes good eventually and I see 2 football ovals in the distance. I think I'm at my home towns football oval's car park. I decide to do something I have heard before to what I thought would prolong the dream, but really it's only for vividness. I bend my fingers back to break them, but not too long after I awaken.
I think I did another nose plug which didn't work again.

Morning of October 26, 2013. Saturday.



I am on a concrete footpath near a metal railing high over a river and across from where I am is a beautiful waterfall. It might also be a part of a one-lane road. It is vibrant, with water splashing perfectly. To my right is a version of my wife. We seem to be in Brazil. Mostly, I am focusing on the waterfall and various aspects change over time. It is very peaceful. The sound of the waterfall is vivid and softly stimulating. At times it appears smaller rocks crumble from near the top and fall down into the river. Sometimes it seems like they reappear, or more like they “bounce” back up to their prior position in slow motion. Sometimes it seems as if I can will the waterfall to move in reverse, and it seems that I do. At times, it appears there is no water, only mud, but it starts flowing again. I am slowly learning what affirmation to indirectly think of to cause each of the changes.

I think of going around for a better view. I walk around, I think to the south (my right) and go down some rickety, ridiculously unsuitable wooden steps. Sometimes boards or entire steps fall out from under my feet and I just have to walk on the air. I feel a bit bad for people who will not be able to use the staircase at all when it has finished falling into the foamy river. The waterfall is much louder. Well, that seems rather weird for a dream. I walk around to a few locations testing this concept, and it seems to work. This has happened before and is quite extraordinary. Sometimes it even works with perceived electrical energy. It has something to do with muscles in the neck moving a certain way, perhaps, as I can cause ringing in my ears (with various pitches) by stretching my neck certain ways, especially noticeable when there is white noise in the environment (such as a computer tower with the side open and with a loud CPU fan).

Well, I go around the edge of an embankment a bit down from the road and walk along to the waterfall (about the middle area relative to top to bottom) and instead of a waterfall it is a beaded curtain. Now what? I am fairly certain I was watching a waterfall all that time and not a large beaded curtain hiding a cave. The girl/wife follows me in and I sort of, for some strange reason, revert to my childhood. After moving past the beaded curtain, there are a couple hippies sitting in the semi-darkness of the cave. Strangely, these are the “hippies” from a comic book cover I have not seen since comic books were twelve cents. Can you believe it? Now they can be twelve DOLLARS or so. What in the world have these people been doing in this small cave behind a fake waterfall all these years?

I feign fear and run out as if it is part of a comedic movie. “Argh! Oh no! Hippies!" I yell. It is a farce, like a cheap stage show with a small audience, perhaps. My hat will not fly into the air to create the comic effect, so I get annoyed and pull it off and clumsily throw it and it barely goes two feet. Ruined scene but the director (where?) did not yell "cut”. I start to walk straight up the side of the rock-face. Not with my body horizontal as is sometimes the case, but upright, the toes of my shoes barely making contact with the protruding parts of rocks and dirt clumps. I make it to the top. A dark-haired female is doing a combination of martial arts and ballet but is wearing mostly white martial arts clothes. There is the position where one leg and much of the body is exactly horizontal and facing downwards with only the one leg for stance and balance.

“Missed the bzzzzzz…”

“Hey?” I say to someone else(?) behind me. No one there. “Pardon? What did you say?”

I try again. “I missed the BUS?" Pause. "The bus?" Pause. "I missed the buzz?" Pause.

I continue trying to voice the question as…"missed the bus”, “missed the boss”, “missed the buzz”, “missed the buds”, “missed the box”, “missed the bucks”, “missed the bugs”, and even “missed the Boz” with a brief flash of the singer Boz Scaggs. I mostly try to stay on “bus”, though.

I go near the railing and the martial arts girl mostly ignores me but still seems friendly in facial expressions. The immediate area seems somewhat like a semi-circular parking lot for visitors to the park. However, I get impressions of weight moving towards me like a sort of dream within the dream, and sort of like some kind of telepathic dodgem game. I casually touch the railing…and the entire section falls down, clattering down the high rocky embankment. Pieces tumble down end over end and cause an explosion far below, I think in a park utility building. Oh well.

A weight moves against me but it is my wife and I hardly have time to say “Oh!” before I am airborne (there is a strange vocal impression - a bubbly cheerful phrase I do not quite get or maybe just gibberish - and a blissful mood from the movie “Oliver” - “Who Will Buy?”). I land quickly on my back and look up. Everything is tiny. I am fascinated by the “tall” pine trees moving like small soft feathers when I touch them. Now I am as high as the very high embankment. Eventually, I see that I am looking over a very large part of the world; large rivers, a long bridge, all very small; boats, ships, hundreds of tiny buildings, and eventually seeing nearly twenty percent of the entire world for a time. Then…

Pure bliss. Breathtaking. I am lying on my back. Breathing seems frozen in time yet still correct. I watch the clouds moving at a moderate speed overhead, looking straight up. Small, somewhat narrow purplish clouds, all at about the same distance from each other, with hues of gold and silver against the fairly dark sky, which is growing lighter (it seems to be early in the morning now). There is sort of a rustling energy from somewhere. There are no words to describe the soft blissful feelings. I turn my head slightly to the side and see my wife’s profile in the distance, but it is actually the shape of a mountain…but then…we are in a mountainous region, almost forgot…

“Who will buy
This wonderful morning?
Such a sky
You never did see!
Who will tie
It up with a ribbon
And put it in a BOX for me?”

(from “Oliver”)