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Took a nap this afternoon and I have one fragment and one dream.

The fragment, I was in this old house and there were zombies there. The were slow, dumb and... boring, really. There was a competition going on, people were setting up pranks for the zombies and there was a woman who graded the pranks and gave them advice. I remember some pink jelly thing being used a lot.

The dream... I was in this really weird place. People were fixing up the place (it also looked like an old house, but it was really big, almost like a block with two or three old houses) for Cory Monteith's tribute. As I was walking around, people from the Glee cast were painting everything in black, it was all very dark. After a while, they had missions, they all had to be at specific places for a huge performance.

Interestingly enough, even though they were the Glee cast, they were not. They were random people that my mind decided to have as Glee people.

Anyway, then I found Matt Morrison and Jane Lynch, but as Will Schuester and Sue Sylvester. I guess at this point, I was not watching the Glee cast do something, I was just watching Glee. There were two boys sitting at a table and they were saying they couldn't participate in the Finn tribute (yes, it changed from Cory to Finn, so I guess I was definitely in TV land by this point) and they started vomiting, it looked like black paint.

Sue told them that their punishment for not being able to participate was to kill themselves. She gave one of them a gun and he shot himself. She took it and gave it to the other guy. The other guy said he wouldn't kill himself and that she couldn't make him do it because they were family. At this moment, I punched him, even though I had been just watching. Will got up and told us we had to calm down. I took the gun and tried to shoot the guy, but the gun wasn't working.

I started taking it down to put everything back together again. As I finished, I was in training for something. A guy was telling me I had to be careful and learn how to shoot well, because sometimes we only had one chance to shoot. There was a lot of stuff to wear too.

Then I woke up... and wow, I had not noticed how dark the dream had been...

I was online and seeingt hat there was event at a resturant that some of my friends were going so I decided to go and surprise them. So then I got in my car and headed to applebees I believe it was to see the group of 40 I usually hangout with. When I enter the door it seemed like a game option I had 5 choices to enter a different tyoe of scenary sort of say because each door had a different scripting which was mad weird but not sure why I didnt question it which I am still working on. After choosing a door I went inside the resturant and saw a table like 5 tables long like usual where all my friends take over a resturant and saw the first person which was Cynthia on the edge and Mirsa sitting right next to her to her right. I also remember seeing one of my other friends Ernesto walking towards me like if he was going to another section of the restaurant and we have each other a bro hug. After that I remember seeing Mirsa on the other side of the table to Cynthias left side asking for her purse on the first chair which she had left it on most likely because thats where Frank was sitting and he was in the bath room or something or talking about cars outside. So I gave Mirsa her purse and then I sat down and she appeared on my right again asking me "so where have you been" or maybe Cynthia asked me not sure. Then I just remembered I started tearing a bit because I felt the brotherly love I hadnt felt in such a long time and everything was saying "awwww". At this point I remember that Chris was coming in with his family coming from Kingdom Hall I believe since they were in there suit in ties and I heard him screaming "And theres Frank" and I got up and saw him and everybody started clapping and cheering so hard and gave him the hardest bro hug ever because its been quite a while since I actually seen him in real life. After that I remember everybody was leaving the restaurant and going home and Chris and his family stayed there and other people where going to another restaurant I believe it was Olive Garden which I said I was bouncing to. I then remember saying bye to Frank and then he was in the car and screamed out "And dont forget to text me" then I laughed and walked away to my car with a half eaten pizza box that I strangely remembered that it taste really good.

PSoH setting, following Leon. He puts out messages searching for D. Meets up with fellow 'searchers' - for various things - some of them more useful, or sane, than others. He's sleeping with one of them, and at the moment sitting up in bed next to her, saying "don't look at me."

A boy who leaves something broken with friends or family and is surprised to find they've fixed it when he returns, he hadn't asked them to do that.

A wrong turn leads to a dirt road, and then to a moss-covered graveyard, where I get out to walk. My IRL sister L. and I find ourselves stuck with a tour group.

9/12 I feel motivated to try to do a proper WBTB on a weekday and besides I got to bed by 1030 and incubategirlfriday. Wake 12-something decide too early to pee- back to sleep. 415am dream DV forum related...thinking about my DJ and my task entry cape vs other term that would have been clearer & transport vs teleport. WBTB incubategirlfriday again, different scenario then SSILD FA DILD white wall blocking my hall@home where it should not be. Boom I realize it is a dream but I don't remember how much I did but I'm pretty sure I didn't go out of the house my recall could be much better lately. I find myself back in bed and I attempt a DEILD and feel some vibrations but either wake up or enter a dream without awareness or forgot. I find myself back in bed again and this time I'm able to successfully DEILD and this time with the vibrations I decide 2 start thinking of where I want to end up and I thought the beach would be nice and that's where I was. Nude beach apparently I was there
with several women and we were all nude. The beach did not look familiar it had short run up to the water and the water was fairly calm but it was obviously the ocean. It felt like somewhere far away. It was daytime and it was beautiful and the nod beautiful blue. Eventually I find myself back in bed and successfully chained together another DEILD. I think I lose awareness for a little bit and I am inside a house that I do not recognize. It feels like the house is out in the country. I hear the doorbell ring and I go outside. Outside is a big tree. I don't see anyone but I walk up to see if someone is behind the big tree and there is a boy looking at me curiously and this for some reason brings back up my lucidity. I wonder if he represents a younger me. I decide to show him what I can do and I fly up into the sky and then back down and land on the ground and I say check this out... I fly up and around the planet a few times and I wonder can he even see me and I fly
back down and land right where I left off somehow. I shoot up again and fly around the planet multiple times I'm not sure if I land again before waking up finally for the day. No Girl Friday though.

Dream recall from today's WBTB/naps. Pretty low awareness in this second lucid.

Dream 1(fragments):

I am at home in one of rooms and i randomly start flying with my wings which makes me realize that i am dreaming, i notice some family members waiting for something sitting near the table. I recall my goals and about to do them but i wake up.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was in my room there were some mechanisms, then there was some story about some snowy town full of mechanisms. Then all mechanisms explode and i am randomly back at home, i realize that i am dreaming, but still following some kind of dream plot i blame what happened to the town on a sconce in the corner, i jump towards it and start clawing it apart, then i feel my wings and shortly dream fades out and i wake up.

Dream 3(fragments):

Was watching some kind of top-down RPG play and there was some quest and item collection.

Morning of September 12, 2013. Thursday.



I am living in an area that seems to be right near a larger parking lot (to the north), almost as if my family and I live in a shopping mall or at least a one-storey house of such a size. It seems fairly late at night. A few cars are in the parking lot, but only one car has people near it.

A man (Giovanni Favia?) and woman with a younger daughter (who changes, alternating in ages a few times, even being a baby at one point but as old as thirteen or fourteen at another point) are in the middle area of the parking lot. The family is Italian. Overall, this dream offers a different scenario than usual even though I have dreamt of healing light emanating from my fingers or hands before. I have several Italian and Latino cousins and in-laws but I do not feel a stronger of family connection or personal “cause” of any kind in my dream. There is no emotion other than wondering what the real (full) story is. People are always doing things and engaging in beliefs and conflicts I have absolutely no clue about; I am mostly passive in this dream for some reason.

It turns out that everyone is dividing into groups - not based directly or entirely on race or culture, but seemingly more in an ongoing situational way. Still, I seem (by situation only) related to them somehow, so I choose to go with them (although I do not actually see anyone else around or anything threatening even though the family seems somewhat frightened of something), as we all supposedly need to go somewhere. This may possibly be related to a natural disaster or some sort of fighting in one region - it is not clear. I will probably have a lot of family members I would eventually be an “enemy” of during these times, but that is not the main issue or theme.

Soon, we are riding with the family heading west, but it now seems to be daytime (the ol’ “Ed Wood” style of dreaming, continuity never a concern). It seems we almost run over a male teenager who had fallen off a bicycle just prior to us passing him, just missing one of his feet by an inch or so. Perhaps it is actually MoVimento 5 Stelle (Five Star Movement). (It was actually Beppe Grillo involved in involuntary manslaughter by car). However, even though the car is going fast, I seem to have a deep trust of being driven without incident, yet, I also somehow understand that we may have already died and am even pondering that “fact” for a short time (this has happened in a few other dreams as well - this exact same perception - I even sometimes get that awareness riding in a car in real life, especially with a taxi) - wondering about the awe of it all, even a sort of “destiny” of sorts - or playing an important role in the “mechanisms” of time or eternity by just being still.

Eventually we reach an area we are going to be living for a few weeks, I think. No one was annoyed by us becoming a part of the (survival?) group or had mentioned that my name did not sound Italian. There is only light mention of the obnoxious-sounding “V” Day (Vaffanculo Day).

Later, it seems the daughter is very sick as well as a few others and they do not do much other than sleep. My dream changes more to a focus on my own physical awareness and movement as I then have the ability to project rings of blue light from my fingers and palms. This is where my dream is the most vivid. The rings of light, although mostly two-dimensional (not like a torus) have healing energies. I also notice that they sometimes are not always rings but are sometimes comma-shaped and more greenish as they turn about (although sometimes coming close to a green/blue Yin/Yang shape), moving to the intended “target” (some sort of odd mix-up of comma and coma, as a couple of the people are supposedly in a coma). I seem to mostly cure the people. A toddler becomes so strong that she almost seems stronger than me in movement and energy after a time. There is also a point at which the daughter of the other man is somehow a “twin” or “copy” of my oldest daughter (or rather, twins or copies of each other). I sometimes add a mouth movement, somewhat like blowing into a balloon, I suppose, to give more momentum to the rings of light, without breaking them apart (as with a smoke ring). This goes on for quite some time in various scenarios of helping people.

There is a very odd part that is quite creepy (in thinking outside of my dream). It involves an older boy where a larger section of flesh is separate from the right side of his head, but not in a gory way - and it does not even seem to hurt him or be likely to cause a more serious infection or serious medical problem. It is almost like a ring of bacon and jelly, but not fully a ring anymore - but is now C-shaped because of some sort of “erosion” from not being on the head for almost a day or so. I think about how it should probably be placed back on his head before it becomes even more uneven and difficult to keep on. After this, there are some people I actually seem to heal by adding more flesh to them (such as from missing fingers or ears).

In the next dream, there is a scene I have had before, but not that common - old bird seed that had sat around in bags in a dark or damp area. In this case, a younger woman (unknown) is somewhat annoyed that she had let the store (public area?) get that way over time. She begins to clean up. For some reason, I had eaten handfuls of the seed (it also seems to be some sort of human food, used as part of a dessert, I think) and had thought the taste was actually not bad. The two bags had been there over a year, perhaps two years.

She cleans more and more of the area. My wife Zsuzsanna is there after a time, seemingly reading at first - later watching a video. I notice, after more things (including the bigger cloth bags) are cleared out, that there are deep, dark holes under the floorboards - in the ground as well as farther along within the wood or supporting beams - almost like various little caves.

I notice more and more “strange creatures” and vermin moving about, some of them bugs, but I also notice a beautiful but dangerous-looking snake. I watch the snake move about the beams under the floorboards and then slowly begin to wonder if it will come out and be a threat. About that same time, I then see it moving towards the direction of the opening in the floor that I am near, but it is no longer a snake, yet still very serpentine. It almost seems to have no legs, as I see it is now some sort of mongoose (though it really was a longer snake before, unless it was a different creature that moved out past the snake - as the anaconda-like pattern does change) with beautiful snake-scale-like design and bright colors all around, then I do see the legs that are so smooth, they are almost like wheels in the way the body moves. I warn my wife about the “snake”(?) which becomes more mammal-like near the end. It looks like it might attack her (I get the idea this sort of creature spits venom prior to a more aggressive weasel-like attack), but it seems not quite certain of its “prey”. Instead, it just sort of “grins” - looking somewhat like a Chesire Cat. I get the idea my wife might see it as a pet or at least not be alarmed by it being in the room.

Additional notes:

I am not that familiar with Italian culture, or with V-Day as a political campaign in Italy - the first being around the same time period as this dream - On 8 September 2007, he (Beppe Grillo) organized a “V-Day Celebration” in Italy; the “V” stood for vaffanculo (“f–k off”). This dream also includes a somewhat recurring aspect of the “clone” or copy of a familiar person (often a relative). As already mentioned, blue healing energies from my hands and fingers have been in my dreams fairly often. There actually is a larger parking lot across the street from where we live presently, and I have also dreamt several times of living in an actual shopping mall.

The beautiful and bizarre serpentine mongoose in this second dream may relate to my “Rikki-Tikki-Tavi” persona - which I and a friend had used in the past on forums, as well as obvious sensual overtones, including those implied by the old joke “Do you like Kipling?”, answered by “I don’t know, I’ve never kippled”. However, a mongoose also attacks and kills cobras in the story, so it also possibly represents totality of (combined) diverse personas (dominant and passive?). Also, I should note my wife was likely reading “Jungle Book” in my dream, followed by later watching a movie version, as this connects with recent real-life scenes.

Dream was about summer storm that went wrong.

I was at my house with 2 more friends(I dont know them in real life, they are DC) and it started to rain with wind being progressively more intense. At one point, I looked outside the window and saw a big tornado coming. Judging the intensity it was probably F4, or F5. It missed the house and then the sky cleared but only for short. Sky was all blue but sun was so hot, it was burning everything. Then the clouds came up again and lighting started. It was very very intense and at one moment I realized I cant stay outside so I run into the house leaving the friend in my backyard. He wanted to watch the storm but it was way too dangerous. He was hit by the lighting and later we tryied to reanimate him. He had burns and he was shaking. A little after that, the dream ended.

I think that last part is a reference to the movie I watched yesterday on TV, called "The Englishman Who Went Up a Hill But Came Down a Mountain". There was a storm scene in it which is similar to the storm in this dream, though still different enough for me to suspect that this dream is significant in some other way. I dont usually dream of destructive storms and the last time I did, it was 4,5 years ago and that dream was in a way a prophecy of the personality purge that I went through. This dream wasnnt that intense, however it was meaningful in some other way I have yet to discover.

Remember absolutely no dreams last night, other than one literally straight before I woke up at 10:30am.
All I will say is it involved a sexy Japanese lady ;D
I seem to get dreams like that a lot...very short ones of a sexy lady straight before I wake up

This was a NyQuil night. I slept like a log for the first part of it. Awoke after midnight. Drank warm milk. Spent some time on DV. Went back to sleep. This morning I don't recall dreams, but I feel better than in the evening.

9/12/13, 10:45-5:50

I meditated before sleeping. I said a few mantras. Went to bed at 10:00, couldn't get to sleep till 10:45.

Dream 1:

I remember it was the 17th century. Britain was colonizing America. The Brits decided to build a railroad from Britain to America. That's crazy! Since trains weren't even invented at that time. Don't know why I didn't see the dumb logic in that. :/

Dream 2:

I remember a building. It might have been in Florida. That is all.

9/11/13, 10:00-6:00

Dream 1:

I was in a camp with buildings in the forest. I remember a girl from school.

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I also became lucid around 6:00. I woke up in my bed, feeling the rush of energy. I couldn't decide if I was awake or asleep! I didn't feel like moving to find out, so I woke myself up .

I can still barely believe I've just had LD #2 but JoannaB's words from my previous lucid posting confirm it.

"A dream about being lucid would not have that kind of self-awareness. It would be for example more like watching a movie in which you were a star and the star does cool stuff because it is a dream, but you would not have real awareness of dream state, it would be happening to you."

And that's it in a nutshell. Also, if I can have dream #2 like this I can have #3 #4..#5 etc...soon even I "Mr self-doubt" has to be convinced More about this dream later...I had one dream before the LD one

04.50 AM I felt ill when I woke up. (that's only happened once before, months ago) I tried to DEILD but, although the after-dream effects were still "white-hot" it failed

Pretty vivid dream. I'm in a pub I think, and there's scaffolding reaching way up to the roof...which looked about the height of Canterbury Cathedral. Someone is trying to fit harness onto me and I think I was supposed to be climbing up this scaffolding. I not happy about this. I hear someone say that the tackle won't fit me (bloody cheek...I'm overweight, but not that much)

"I'm not doing it." I say firmly. "I guarantee that I'm not going up there."

08.00 AM I'm in a virtually featureless bedroom...it's all a bit vague. I'm in there with the wife and there's a double-bed That's a mega DS because we don't even sleep in the same room - except in single beds in a hotel. That's apparently all I needed to make me say "I'm dreaming"

I'm still in the bedroom and no major excitement this time (I've been self-conditioning) But I did forget to RC. I can hear the wife saying something in the distance but I'm too busy to listen.

I bang experimentally on the white wall and the room seems to bow inward (don't do that again I think) This time, everything seems much more stable and I really want to explore I move out of the room to go downstairs. I'm aware of moving down much more easily than I normally would. There's a bannister with a grooved indentation running down the top...I feel my hand running down the polished wood

There's an open door, on the right at the bottom and, in my opinion, a fairly cluttered room (the sort that some older people have, full of momentoes and ornaments and non-coordinated colour schemes. There a small black dog in there (another black dog!) Strangely,I feel like I'm somewhere in Scotland (never been there)

There's a kind of conservatory on the left...not the modern kind but more basic...rectangular, mainly glass and from a much earlier period. This is very cluttered and I can hear a woman speaking from an alcove round on the left-hand side. I'm eager to move round there (my first post-lucid DC, although, based on yesterday's experience, perhaps I should have been more cautious) Maybe my haste to get round there did it, but the dream ended. I tried to DEILD again, but failed...I'm now desperate to work on this problem...it should now be my number-one priority

The next few weeks are going to be wonderful. Looks like my dreams will keep fairly stable, as long as I take it steady. I remembered to keep calm at first...now I must reinforce my conditioning about RC’s …and DEILD mastery is an absolute priority

September 11, 2013

review: dreamed I had to escape the Russian army (gee I wonder why), long and fairly stable dream. remember the third tower

Escape Russia
The rest of my team had already tried to escape. They leaped off the roof top hoping it would be enough to escape the Russian Army below. Instead, they just leaped to their deaths instead. The army catches them in mid air.

Just behind the army was a wall dividing them from a river. I knew if I could make it there I would be safe. I jump off the roof top and before the Russian army can do anything about it I safely fly over their heads, cursing at the general as I go. I climb over the wall and jump into the river.

I felt I only had moments to get a head start before the Russian army catches up. Apparently I have sensitive information that they don't want to leave the country.

Suddenly I can't fly and running along the river was hard. So many twigs. I magically find the airport.

It's a total mess in here! They are cancelling flights left and right and vacating the place. Its as if they're afraid of some sort of aerial attack. I tell the lady at the register that I need a flight out. But she gives me some weak excuse why she can't do that.

I lose control and scream "I'm a fugitive and the russian army is gonna kill me unless you give me a flight out, right now!"

The whole place went dead silent. The lady agrees to help. She ushers me to a back room and tells me about the last flight out of Russia. But its going to cost a lot. I pull out my credit card and remember how damn broke I am. I can't believe money is deciding my fate!

Suddenly mom and sis shows up. I beg them to help! But they don't have the funds for this last flight out either. Mom comes up with one of her crazy schemes - drive us out of Russia and act like everything is okay?

Mom is driving us through an old city. Wait, I remember this place. This is where my team escaped from earlier. For what ever reason it was a middle eastern city. Or maybe thats not ironic. I gripe at mom "What are you doing! You're taking me right to my enemies!"

We couldn't drive any further because of road blocks so we walk through the square, still acting like everything is fine. But a soldier recognizes my face. I make mom and sis drop their bags, and we run like hell.

We've made it past the border of Russia. The countryside is gorgeous, with giant green mountains. Were standing by the mountain highway trying to hitch a ride to the airport. In my mind its a european country. But when a car pulls over clearly its a chinese family.

Language barriers. They don't understand what we want. So they shrug and drive off.

Another car with english speaking europeans pulls over. Apparently they know us. The blonde chick, who was high, tells us she knows another way out.

She takes us to her rundown apartment and shows us a device that creates portals. It seems simple enough. You first place a picture of your destination. Then you pour a mixture of different liquids, press random buttons, and voila, a magical portal.

The portal she activated was the wilderness of Texas. Gorgeous! So close to home! But mom and sis just frown. The blonde chick says she has to go on a date now and leaves us with this machine.

Since my folk don't like any of the preset pictures, I quickly try to doodle my destination. It feels like its taking forever. At one point I realize its a dream and ask myself "is my family really still behind me?". Usually in long drawn out moments like this dream characters who are standing behind me - disappear.

I look behind me and mom and sis are still waiting for me to finish with my drawing. I doodled an alien for my imaginary planet. I pop in the picture, hope for the best and wake up.

I was at this school where the good students get special treats (can't remember what they were), the less intelligent kids got placemats, and the bad students got thrown out or something (this is fuzzy too). The school also had a tool shed that was surrounded by overgrown grass and weeds, and where a group of boys were talking.

> Mike Watt in Brookville, PA and Trees

I was in Brookville and I saw Mike Watt there, Walking. I went up into a tree above the town and later came down from the canopy of trees.

> Aliens abducted me and my wife? (I'm not married in waking life)

This was like the alien abduction in the Jimmy Neutron movie; I went into the kitchen and it was like that. But I was attached to something by my feet and not all of the suction cup things were attached to my feet all over to keep me from falling.

Note: Prior to this, In the last few days I asked someone in the EQD chat if the person was about to zap me into an alien spaceship and I got a "Yes" response to which I said "OK" to.