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Tuesday, June 4, 2013
After a loooong time of little to no dream recall, my life got really busy, I finally came back to DreamViews and back to my dreaming. I looked at a WBTB method of going back to sleep after about 4 hours. Here's how that turned out.

I dreamed that I was in an art studio getting some kind of animation lesson from a few people, one of which was Mel Brooks. As I was leaving, I thanked him and called him Mr. Brooks, but then I smiled and asked if I could call him Mel. He grinned at me, he was shorter than I was. I kissed him on the cheek, and he shouted Halleluljah! I kissed his other cheek and he shouted Halleluljah! again. Then I kissed him on the lips and I wasn't sure if he shouted that time or not... I left the area and it was filled with old props from 1920's era of movies. Then I looked around again and it was like I had gone through a time machine. The entire area looked like Hollywood circa 1920. Then the area changed to a mall and an arcade inside the mall, (I wonder if it was Whimsy in the Sherwood Mall?) I past an old coin opperated kiddie ride and I noticed I was walking with my Dad. Then I realized I must have still been back in time because I saw a younger version of my Dad and subsequently a young 6-year-old version of myself, walk past, towards the arcade. I caught up with my older dad and he turned and waved at my younger dad mumbling something about the guy looking familiar to him. The scene changed and I was alone at Delta College before it became a college and was merely a flea market. The sign on what was Danner Hall, read De Wanda. I notice another guy, he points out a young girl saying that it is his daughter, and that she get's married when she turns twenty. The scene changed again and this time I was walking through some kind of hardware store with Dad and Richard. Some weird guy followed me saying strange things and replied, "Oh go ship your... phone. At the checkout counter, I did a Realiy Check and realized I was having a now-lucid dream. Immediately I imagined holding a hot pocket and heating it in my hand. I couldn't really feel it getting hot but it did and in about 20 seconds it was done. I took a single bite and it was some kind of pizza hot pocket, I could taste it. While I was lucid, Richard in the dream, grabbed a rattlesnake and thrust it in my face several times over, he kept shouting at me, "It's only a dream! Only a dream! You can do whatever you want!" Scary flashes of the snake snapping at me and other horrors began to haunt me, turning the dream very nasty indeed. But I was still lucid so even as I was scared, I focused my mind and shouted, "This is going to stop in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1!" I opened my eyes and the nightmarish flashes stopped, although I had a rather creepy visual of Richard holding one of his sockets up to his temple as though it were the barrel of a gun and he said he was proud that I faced my fear. Then I woke up. I had my first Lucid Nightmare but the method worked! The entire dream took about 2 hours.

Since the method adovcated being able to have multiple Lucid's in a single night, I opted to try to get another one in. I tossed and turned until it was 11:00, I kept getting woken up... All worth it though, because I eventually did get to sleep.

The dream was kind of normal, something about cleaning my room, but there was some kind of show going on with an audience watching it. I could not see nor hear any show going on behind me, but the audience complained that I was being too loud for them to enjoy the show. So I opted to leave, taking a CD that I planned to blast at the rude people from the bathroom. A little old guy also wanted to use the bathroom, I let him go into an orange bathroom, while I went into the joined blue bathroom, closing the door between us. This bathroom looked like one from a previous residence I had lived in. I looked at the mirror at my reflection which looked ok except for one major difference. My hair looked ok from about my ears down, but the top looked like it had a bunch of grass in it. Green grass, fresh and lush. I reached up to brush the grass out, but the grass was in fact, growing out of my head! This thought was quite strange to me and rather horrifying. I pulled some of it out, looked down at the grass I had pulled out of my head, looked up, and now there was more than grass, there were weeds in my hair, in fact my head was looking like an unmowed lawn. I start frantically pulling everything green from my head, sickened by the thought of the weeds having roots under my scalp. As I pulled it seemed that I was finding worse things, I began snapping off small branches from my head, my hair had this lovely Gaia Mother Nature look to it but I was too concerned with removing the green from my head. When I was finally finished, my head was almost completely bald, and rough like a shaved dog or cat. I was mortified, but that was when I did my RC and realized I was dreaming. I was sooooo relieved that this was just a dream and I didn't really have things growing out of my head. Recalling that I wanted to make stuff appear in my Lucid Dreams, I looked at my hands and started trying to visualize making an object appear. A small, transparent, reddish, fuzzy ball appeared to float just above my hand, only becoming solid for a bare second. I tried to make it move around but it was choppy and fake like a bad Flash animation. After the ball disappeared, I looked up at my reflection one more time and my hair was completely back and looked beautiful. I smiled and fluffed it a bit. The scene changed to a brilliant night sky full of twinkling stars. I got a running start and flew up into the night. I loved the view of the stars, they looked like little chips of diamond in a sea of indigo, I was loving it. I tried hard not to look down because it felt as though it would pull me down lower. I did try to make that red ball appear again, but I felt that it was splitting my concentration and I was unable to stay aloft. Then the dream became fuzzy again and the scene changed. I think I was doing magic tricks in front of a store window, in fact it may have been the window of the magic shop. I was doing tricks for kids with some small thing, a coin or a mahjong tile or something, I think that the last trick was throwing it against the window, it did not break the window but instead stuck fast on the other side of the window. The kids and other audience members were amazed when they went up to the window and felt the glass over top of the item. I don't think I was lucid for this last part of the dream though I felt more in control than usual. Then I woke up.

So that method seems to work quite well! I had two lucid dreams in one night!

Forgot that I never copied this to my Dream Journal even though I made a post about it. I may as well add another while I'm here.

Co-worker acting Strangely - 12/14/2012

I don't remember how the dream began. Like many of my dreams it took place in one of my childhood homes, except that the wall dividing the two bedrooms at the end of the hall is gone so that it is one big room. A co-worker of mine (I'll call him K) is intentionally scaring people. But not in a leap-around-corners kind of way. More in an extremely-creepy-I'm-intending-to-murder-you way.

I'm watching him from the end of the hall. He's wearing ancient Chinese armor. It's all brown and black, the front and back are dark brown tiles linked together, with black plating underneath. He's wearing kind of a conical helmet with a face on the front, and a face on the back. The armor is designed in such a way that it's very difficult to tell which direction he is actually facing in. K is moving around the two people at the other end of the hall, twisting and sliding and bending like a contortionist.
This is about when I become aware it's a dream. I go to the other end of the hall, though he really scares me. I see that he's pulling a small bronze knife with a triangular blade from inside his armor. I can see another one. I make the choice to steal it as he's twisting around the man at the end of the hall. I believe that this is my only chance to stop the horror of K. So I grab the knife from inside his armor and stab him in the neck. The blade goes in, but he is bloodless. He takes the helmet off and removes the knife from his neck. It slides out like his skin is a sheathe. K slides the knife back into his neck and pulls it out several times, grinning at the three of us. I'm horrified.

The dream skips scenes. I'm standing at the start of the hallway again. I am very tired and I can see my bed. I'm really looking forward to sleeping. It has a tarnished brass frame and stark white sheets. That's when I realize K is laying in the exact middle of the bed, his presence deeply dismays me, though now he's just wearing a white t-shirt. The armor is gone. I assume he's not playing the creepy guy anymore, and see that as a role, a costume. I'm afraid, but I'm tired and I just want to rest. I walk to the bed and pull the sheet back like I'm going to lay down, but then I just stare at him. I can see the bloodless slit in his neck where he was keeping the knife. It really unsettles me. I go into the black doorway across from the bed, knowing it's my parent's bedroom. I realize the couple inside are not my parents, and I don't really know what I expect them to do about my problem. But, like a frightened child (that's even how I identified this action in the dream), I wake the man by lightly touching his foot.
"I don't know where I'm supposed to sleep....K is in my bed."
"It's alright, don't worry about it." The man says.
"But I'm afraid."
The man doesn't respond, I know he's gone back to sleep. I return to my bed. K rolls over and sits up. I just look at him warily.
"It's okay if you lay down." he says.
Reluctantly, I get under the sheets. I'm still afraid. He tries to reassure me that he's not going to kill me, but as he says it he pulls the bronze knife from under one of the pillows and casually slips it into the slit in his neck. He grins. I'm not reassured at all...

I honestly don't understand. As a person, K doesn't scare me. We're even work friends. On top of that I very rarely have nightmares, so I don't know why I had this one. Nothing has happened at work with K to trigger it. ((In hindsight this is hilarious. At the time it was true, I didn't really have nightmares for a long time. I've had many lately =/))

A man in a suit is talking to a young man with a narrow face, black eyes and black hair. He's giving him news of some inevitable event. The guy reacts childishly, beginning to protest in a high, frightened voice. "No, no, no, no, I don't want to. I don't WANT to. No, no, no."
The man in the suit frowns at him, thinking that obviously this person is more child than man. He had expected a more mature reaction. The kid looks dead-eyed, and for a second I wonder if he's pretending to be scared. Then I realize I've misinterpreted his wooden expression, he's terrified.


Saja and Wolf, Shame and Separation 02/05/2013
Part of this is going in a spoiler because it's sexual.
The beginning is much less clear than the end. I'm traveling in proximity with a group of people. It feels like we are on foot, going in the same direction but not actually together.
There's a long lush green field. They sky is gray overhead, but I've always liked how vivid the world looks following a rain spell. There are a couple of people flying kites. From the back, I recognize Walter Bishop. We end up riding bikes down the length of field , careful not to run long black hoses. I had a reason for doing that, but I can't remember it now.
We arrive at the house just before nightfall. The house feels old and rundown. The walls are wood paneled, the carpet dingy white. A few feet from the front door is a large mattress and a chair at the foot of the bed. I stand by the chair. A middle-aged man with curly black hair going gray, decides that the thing to do now is have sex.

Spoiler for grossness. :

Everyone except one woman and a couple of the men object. On the left half of the mattress is the man's brother, laying with a long legged blonde woman. She is only wearing a light blue button-up. He opens the shirt, spooning behind her. I catch the eye of the other man laying on the right half of the bed.
He eyes me lustfully. I just stand there, uncertain, unwilling. All around the house, people are pairing off. I feel like I have to do it too, and at the time, I almost want to.
"Take off your shirt, pants and bra. Leave on the that jacket and your panties."
I do as he says, leaving myself barely clothed now in white panties and a fuchsia duster that hangs to mid-thigh. He holds his hand out to me and I walk across the mattress on my knees to take it. He pulls me down in front of him. I feel a surge a disgust.
"Yes, that's nice." He croons as I lay down on my side. When I move the sweater pulls open. I'm pretty sure I don't want to have sex, especially with all these people around. He tries to convince me otherwise, telling me to watch the others. My eyes skate over the blonde and his brother. He's calling our attention to her arousal.
The man starts to touch me, pressing his lips to my neck and fondling my breasts. He slips a hand down between my legs and whispers to me. This goes on for a long time, but he doesn't take me. The whole thing feels like a mockery of something, and I can't put my finger on what it is. Like there's a deeply buried memory similar to what the man is doing, but this time I'm revolted.

A fierce-looking woman with red-blonde hair stands at the foot of the bed, arms crossed, looking disgusted. She beckons to me. I'm relieved I have a reason to desert the bed, I feel unclean. She goes to the window and peers out through the slats of the blind. It is late and the End is on its way. Unhealthy light flashes through the slats.
"They've started to gather. It's almost time."
"The others are out there?" I ask, intrigued. She glances down at me and I'm acutely aware that I'm mostly naked. I pull the sweater closed and cross my arms to keep it that way. "Is Wolf with them?"
"Who?"
"Our leader." I start to feel stupid. "The one who brought us here." I feel like I've made a mistake and it worries me.
"Oh. Him. I haven't noticed." She pauses. "So...you think that he orchestrated all of this." Her tone makes it sound like he's a low-brow brute and that my suggestion is entirely ridiculous. I'm offended for him, and for myself.
"No, the Spirits told him what to do."
"Oh, of course they did."
I wonder if 'Wolf' means nothing to them but I can't think of another name to call him. I sink into a chair that's angled slightly away from the window. She doesn't realize how deeply her lack of reaction has affected me. I ask about the first person I can think of.

"Is Saja with them?"
She gives me an uncomprehending look. "Could you check? She's..." I briefly describe her, she'd be small with curling black hair to her waist. I'm on the verge of tears now, my voice is thick with emotion.
"No." She responds, looking outside. "Maybe they just haven't arrived yet." She says it like she's just trying to make me feel better.
I completely lose it. My sense of purpose, my hope for all this to be over. The belief that my instincts were right just crumbles to nothing. I feel shame and revulsion for letting a stranger touch me so intimately and in front of others.
"I left for this?"
She doesn't understand what I'm talking about. I realize that she has forgotten all of it. Who we were, what we did, all that we left behind.
"I left Home so that some disgusting perverted stranger could feel me up? I left Liam for this?" I'm crying hysterically now. A different woman tries to comfort me but she has recently left one of the men and I can't stand the thought of her dirty hands on me. I've pulled my knees up to my chest and I'm hugging them as I sob nonsensical questions. The idea that we've come to this has broken me.

02/21/2013 Unsettling, Liam

This dream is unsettling because it was always difficult enough to walk around with this guy at work, because of how much he reminded me Liam. My reasoning mind kept me from thinking about it too much and after repeatedly working with him I had conditioned myself to ignore it. I had never dreamt anything like this with him as the focus and it made me very uncomfortable. For anyone who is hasn't been following along, Liam is a vivid DC who often appears in my dreams. He's tall, with copper or auburn hair and blue eyes. I'll leave the description at that.
I'm sitting on a dark blue couch pressed against a wall of dark tinted windows. It is night outside, it has a very...after-hours feel. Beside me is someone I used to work with who reminds me of Liam.
A pretty young woman sweeps out of the place, calling over her shoulder about meeting him later for coffee. He looks troubled, tense, unhappy. As I am about to ask him what's wrong, he speaks into the stillness.
"I don't know what I'm supposed to tell my wife." He says.
I smile sympathetically and pull my knees up onto the couch.
"I guess that depends on your intent. If you're going to coffee because you have feelings for her..."
He cuts me off with a humorless laugh. "You think this is about her?"
I freeze, unsure what I should do or say. Does that mean I'm the problem? Even in the dark I can tell he keeps glancing at me, deeply troubled. He averts his eyes, bowing his head, thinking how difficult this has become. He's trembling with the effort to...stay contained. To not cross a line. After a long moment, he reluctantly reaches over and touches my knee. This forcefully reminds me of Liam. I blush furiously, trying to stifle the rush of emotions that beset me. I sit very still. He starts to withdraw his hand when I pull it back by linking my pinky and ring finger with his, very aware of the weight of his hand and the pounding of my heart. He desperately wants this and doesn't at the same time.
I release his hand and rise to my knees beside him. I'm wearing a faded green tank top that I haven't seen since I was in high school. He presses his hand flat against my abdomen. I realize that this is the closest I will ever come to being intimate with Liam and decide to revel in the moment. He looks up at me. Faint light from outside illuminates the left side of his face and turns one eye into a shining pool. He looks so much like Liam that it hurts. He reaches up with his free hand and presses his palm to the left side of my neck. Again, I think of Liam. He draws me down and brushes his lips below my right ear. I lose track of everything.
Something forces me awake.

This dream was from a while back. I was hanging out with freinds of mine. They ended up ditching me and i ended up getting lost in the middle of the woods and these vampires started chasing me. I remember i ended up in a mansion in the middle of the woods when being chased and then found my way out. I don't remember if i escaped from the vampires or not anymore. It was from a while back.

Begin dream fragment:

My friend Kevin who trains a lot in the gym like I do, told me he was going to stop going to the gym because he "didn't have time". I was really surprised and a bit pissed off initially because I was going to sign up to the gym instead of just training at home.

End of non-lucid fragment.

Sleep at 15:00 wake-up 18:30 Lucidology timer, first interval after 70 minues, but I am not sure if it rangs. No MILD technique. The day before l read Lucidology 101 i 103 "pry eye lids" and talked with LD expert about it.

I woke up and then felt asleep a couple of times. At last I am laying on my bed awaken. I got a desire to have an OBE. I am concentrating myself to the other body which is in the opposite side of my room.I am feeling vibrations and sense of spiral movement down and down. I stand up and try RC. Point finger goes through my palm. I see it with a littly hazy sight, but afterwards I dont see anything. Despite that fact I want to fly up. I am feeling the sensetion of flying and clearly the feel of the material of our roof that I must being flying throughout. But I am still blind. I am angry and screaming "CLARITY NOW". But nothing happens. I remember at Lucidology 103 that I can open my nonphysical eye lids with nonphysical hands. I do it and it works! All I see is the edge of my bed and wall as being seen from the sleeping position. It looks the same as in reality. Strange. After I drop my eyelids again I dont see anything. i wake up. In that moment it was very vivid, but not after the final awakening I remember it with some obstacles. I still dont know if it was a false awakening LD or OBE.

Date: 08 June

Total sleep time: 6 1/2 hrs

Pre bed: 200mg valerian

WBTB: cold latte (103.4 mg caffeine), did not feel very strong despite the warnings on the label

Dream quality and recall: Hmm, recall was quite difficult today, I was extremely sleepy pre WBTB and after falling asleep post WBTB. Vividness was as far as I can remember normal. Not totally sure about the sequence of the dreams. I did wake up naturally after WBTB and tried to commit the dreams to memory without taking any notes, but then quickly fell asleep. After final wake I was like " What, I don't remember anything at all?" Then some fragments emerged.

Dream1: I am in my grandma's place and there is a hungry lion in there too. I barely notice it , just know that it is there. (It seems I wasn't looking forward to giving it a hug today!) So, I get a large bone to lure it, it looks like some big KFC leftover and I throw it in the corridor, while trying to sneak out. I am not very sure where this lion is, but I am contemplating on an escape plan...

Fragment2: In some place, which reminds me of a block that I only dream about. The place is a bit different, and the floor is made of Chinese tiles. I am crossing it, and in the meantime lots of Asians appear there. They have to be careful because there are fragile blue/white Chinese dishes on the floor. I go with a touch of irritation, pick some guy and tell him he should not do what he is doing. I get the feeling of another dream with some Japanese girls I had a long time ago.

Fragment3 DILD: No idea how this dream started, when I got lucid and what I else I did while lucid. It is quite dark, and it seems I ran into a DC that I assume is Xanous. I address him and start talking to him. I remember he may not be lucid, so I grab him by the shoulders, shake him a bit and repeat several times that this is a dream. Then I remember to do the gesture, and finally repeat the passcode a few times. It looks like he is trying to memorize it, I repeat it a few more times, hopefully he will remember. I hold his head with my hands, while the dream slowly fades away.

Comments: Well a bit unlikely that this was Xanous, did he say anything back? I am so good at terrorizing innocent DCs. Sorry guys!

Long dreams, but not much recall.

Dream 1(fragment):

I was playing some video game.

Dream 2(fragment):

I was searching something in some weird city.

Dream 3(fragments):

There was some story about some anime character that could time travel, i was going with him and we were trying to save something, then when we got back someone noticed that that character got older while only the day passed.

Dream 4(fragments):

I was at home and there was some discussion about UFOs, i started noticing few weird mini square fragments in everything that looked like Alien Alloys from XCOM game, i touched one of them and it felt weird.

My dreams have been dry for the past few weeks and I was not expecting a WILD this morning. Last night I went to a reggae concert and came home around 3am, pretty drunk and high. I went to bed and woke up around 9 am. I was still really tired so after being up for about an hour I decided to go back to sleep and was surprised by a WILD.

I was falling asleep on my stomach but I usually try to WILD while lying on my back. First I become aware of some really good rock music Ive never heard playing somewhere to my left. Then I begin to hear a television playing in the back of the room and I hear people talking and walking in the hallways of my house. I focused on the rock music, it sounded like a mix of motley crue and poison, and my started to feel very tingly and I knew I was falling asleep. Now I didnt feel like i was in my bed anymore, I was in my girlfriend's room. My body begins to slide forward out of the bed and I'm lying half in the bed and half on the floor. The floor was hardwood and my girlfriend had carpet floor so now I'm absolutely sure that I'm dreaming. I check my hands and sure enough, their all blurry and swollen looking. This was very vivid and I became very excited.
But before I have time to do anything, I become aware that my mom has walked into my real-life bedroom looking for somehting and she's talking on the phone. I'm wondering "why the heck would my mom be in my room especially while im sleeping?" but I try to ignore her so I can resume my dream when she walks out. She stands near my bed and I'm aware that she's hovering over me while talking on the phone. When she finally does walk out, I can't fall asleep anymore and I realize my mom never even walked into my room and that I was still dreaming.
I feel like I learned alot about LDing here but next time I hope to accomplish more with a WILD and to remain asleep longer.

I'm aware of some grammatical errors but I don't care because this dream is too damn long!

In my dream, my father dropped me off at school, for a science class. Little did I know that my science class was going on a field trip, where we ended up going to an abandoned mine. The class was divided up into teams of 4, and every person in their teams had a mindset like there was some kind of prize at the end for some reason. Anyways, my team went down to I want to say the third floor down. We looked around and it was more like a cave than a mine. As we arrived we walked deeper into the cave we were in, it turned out to be a big spider nest. These spiders weren’t small either, they were 3 to 4 feet tall and there were two kinds. The smaller 3 foot ones were attackers which only bite, and the ones that were 4 feet tall had vivid colors and enlarged web sacks, which gave them the ability to spit acid. I told my team that I’d handle this and to follow my lead, I figured I’d take them out like I do in Skyrim by hiding in the shadows, divert their attention, and go in for a sneak attack kill. It turns out that my team left me high and dry, they took the lift we came down on back to the surface and didn’t even send it back down. So they basically left me to die! Knowing this I hid myself in the shadows, and looked around the find another way out.
I indeed found another exit, it was a hole that was passed the 3 spiders on the first level of the cave, and 1 on top of a dirt ramp leading to the second level, where the hole and their eggs were. I estimated that the spiders were 15 to 20 yards away from where I was, standing around at the foot of the dirt ramp leading to the second level on the right side of the cave. I grabbed a nearby rock and threw it towards the left side so they would search for the sound. But little did I know my sneaking skills weren’t good because the spiders instantly saw me and were going for the attack. I had to think quickly, because the spiders made a formation where they were side by side to make sure I wouldn’t go anywhere. I couldn’t turn around to go on the lift, because it wasn’t there. I thought about my team and how I wished they were here. They might have backed me up if we battled. The spiders were closing in on me, but there was one thing. As the spiders were closing in there was a rock that I was able to hop on to and jump passed the spiders. It was my only option besides dying so I took it. I stood up and got ready to run, I looked at the spiders, then I looked at the rock to make sure I timed it right.
Then I went for it, I sprinted towards the rock the spiders anticipated my movements and attempted to attack. The acid spiders spit out their acid towards me, I immediately juked to the right narrowly evading the acid and as I did I could literally feel the steam the acid gave off. I hopped on top of the rock avoided being bit by the smaller spiders and jumped passed the 3 spiders from the first level, the spider from the second level straggled behind because it was so far away from the others. It wasn’t that bad though I managed to run passed it and I headed for the second level. When I made it to the peak of the second level of the cave, I noticed that I had a little bit of time to goof around for a minute, so I found a wooden 2x4. With it I swung it around and smashed open any egg sacks that were close. I destroyed around 3 to 4 clusters of egg sacks, but what I just did really pissed off the spiders because they then moved twice as fast as before. I then dropped the 2x4 and headed for the exit.
As I emerged from the hole, I dug around it as quickly as possible to try to cave it in, and then got a few big rocks to officially close it. I got up and noticed that it was dark outside. It was kind of nice out too, there was a nice breeze, the temperature was cool, and I could see the stars. After a minute of star gazing, I headed out I didn’t know where to go so I picked a direction and walked. Some time went by and I stumbled upon a truck depot. No one was there since it was probably late. As I continued further I noticed that there was a nearby store that was still open. I quickly went for it hoping to get inside before it closed. It was kind of like a general store but sold mainly sold tools and hardware. I grabbed an axe and went to pay; I greeted the cashier and made small talk. We joked around for a minute. Then there was the question I was hoping not to be asked. “Why was I buying the axe?” the Cashier asked. I only smiled and said “Oh nothing really, just to hack off my team mates limbs.” The cashier laughed, I paid for the axe and left.
I went back into the forest head back towards the mine to kill the spiders, and maybe my team members too I haven’t decided yet. As I was getting close I noticed that there was a helicopter flying above. I was hoping that it would be like a rescue chopper looking for me, it wasn’t. I couldn’t quick make it out at first because it was so dark out, but I adjusted my eyes to get a better look. It turned around and the silhouette looked a lot like a Chinook, which is the kind of helicopter that is elongated with two propellers that the military uses, it wasn’t that either. It was flying too erratically to be a Chinook, and then I saw what it was. It was actually a flying monster truck, it was a monster truck that had a zebra pattern with a big propeller on top that made it almost look like a helicopter. I said to myself “Oh shit, that is freaking awesome!” It was pulling all kinds of aerial moves; it was spinning, flipping, and doing Aileron Rolls. Sometimes it was flipping and spinning at the same time, which made it look like it was going to crash. It was a fantastic spectacle.
I heard cheering and announcements nearby, which was also the same direction the flying monster truck was landing. I walked out of the forest and was at a monster truck show. I looked in awe, it made me think about when I was younger and went to monster truck shows with my father. As it so happened my father was parked nearby in his truck. I went to him, opened the passenger door, and expressed my disappointment in him for not letting me know there was a monster truck show, and I wasn’t taken. He told me he didn’t expect to go to the monster truck show, but somehow managed to sneak in posing as one of the staff in the show. So we continued to watch the rest of the show until it ended, and then we proceeded to leave. As we were going home, he started to speed up rapidly explaining to me that he needs to, to make it over a hill ahead. But he was going too fast, and I knew that he didn’t need this much speed to make it over, I didn’t say anything because I assumed he knew as well, I was wrong.
The truck ended up not only going over the hill but flied passed the hill, passed the street, beyond some trees, and then came crashing down hard in the desert. After a moment to compose myself I checked my father to see if he was okay. We both emerged from the wreck and assessed the situation, the truck was completely trashed. I circled the truck to see how the tires were. All the tires on the passenger side were flattened and the driver side tires were flattened except for the one in the back. Then we both thought of how my mom would react to the truck being wrecked, because we just bought these tires a couple weeks ago. Then I awakened.

Saturday, 6/8/13

Last night bed 9:30pm

DR 11:30 pm - Long dream about becoming lucid and going about having fun in a LD. I'm assuring myself that I'm not scared to go through walls, because I want to get to another place and that's a good way to do it.

DR 3:19 am - Friend of mine lives on a huge mountain that's to the left of my house. I'm surprised that I never knew she lives there.

So we start slowly walking up the hill to her house. It's a long winding dirt path going through very different areas.

1. We come up to a field with some trees in a row - like a windbreak. Right above the path are huge and imposing power lines. I'm looking through them to the rocky mountains quite near behind them, partially covered with snow. I look at the clouds. They look like before or after storm. I ask why is there such a different weather than below the hill. I get an answer, that different weather fronts are meeting right there, so there is lots of storms and cooler weather. I look below at the large lake. It's a nice place and I like it a lot.

I'm worried that a thunderstorm is gonna start any minute. We are at a bad spot, right beneath the power lines. So I start running to the left through the field. I see a small area, that looks like a memorial for fallen soldiers. As I come closer, it's actually a memorial for someones wedding. I see small picture of bride and groom.

There are some candles and old, chewed up, barely still showing their yellow original color tennis balls, arranged in a semi circle. A kid sits down and starts throwing the balls at the memorial. I give him a speech about respect.

2. Another area is like a small alpine village. Steep, winding path between houses. Friend shows me her house in the distance, but I'm not sure which one she is pointing at.

3. Next I'm walking through a multistory restaurant. The path is apparently going through it. I can't find my way. Waiters are busy preparing meals for something big. One of them starts yelling at me "no, no, don't step there". I look down and there are some plates wtih food and gravy boats. I tell him to chill, I wasn't gonna step on them. But then a piece of meat falls out from the sandwich I'm eating and he gets pissed that it almost fell into the gravy. I'm thinking "what the hell is food doing on the floor anyway". I ask him where is exit and he points me to it.

4. As I exit the restaurant, I find myself standing on a train platform in 19th. century Japan. I hear the words "Fukuoka" and "Dobare". A japanese woman with a child is pointing at a sign in Japanese written on the wall behind the tracks. It apparently means that direction goes to Tokyo. I'm thinking, how in the world am I going to continue my trip around the world, now that I'm stuck in 19. century Japan. No airplanes, just slow boats. I figure, since I'm already here, I should stay for about a year to really get to know the place.

DR 7:26am - Someone is pregnant again, either me or my brother. I'm with my cats in my old room, boy cat has a baby.

Fragment: My aunt and uncle came over, and my uncle had some kind of task for me to do. It was really arduous and I didn't want to do it, but I would have felt bad saying no because I don't see him often.

Dream 1 (not sure if pre or post-WBTB): I was at what appeared to be the church, but with the aisles divided by walls. Only the front area (where the altar would have been, but wasn't) was open. There were a bunch of girls in their mid or late teens that were going to take part in some ceremony. I was just kind of wandering around aimlessly, I think.

Then I went to the back of the church, where there was something (a TV) through which I learned that K and W had been on a stupid reality show and they were talking about the results and how their relationship had improved so greatly. They didn't appear as themselves, though, but as some kind of puppets or cartoon characters. I'm sure at least one was a lion.


Fragment: I got a negative feedback on eBay and was worried that no one would buy from my shop anymore.

1. [non-lucid]
Nothing but a few fragments.

Fragments:
Someone wearing some sort of pointy hooded dark brown cloak and black goggles with a table infront, it was a dark room I think.
There was lightning outside making the room flash white.

2. [non-lucid]
Nothing but a few fragments.

Fragments:
My sports tutor from college randomly turned up. (I miss him)
It was dark and raining.

Legend: Dream , Semi-Lucid , Lucid , Side Notes.

Fragment #1: I remember something about snowy flat lands, a fortress, a girl and some sort of point system.

Fragment #2: I remember being on a sandy beach talking about dreams

Bed Camping: So i'm in a field at night with a couple of friends, and we're camping on a bed... And we start to hear weird noises. I take my Ultrafire flashlight out and turn it on (it works! but instead of being like my Ultrafire, it now has the intensity of a small red flashlight D: but it works nonetheless and i can see) I shine the flashlight across the field and see a ton of caribou (i think that's spelled right, the deer looking animals). They are just standing all around our little camp site. I decide it's now a nice time to get out of here so i start to collect my things when my friend says "Baraka!" I think he was trying to say barracuda but either way, i shine my light over to where he is looking and i see a bobcat, my other friend starts screaming and that causes the bobcat to start attacking us. My two friends get on atv's and get out of there but this leaves me with no way out but running D: and this is where i wake up.

Part 1, Fugitive: I think i remember either killing some one or stealing something, either way, my dream self is on the run from the law. My dream self also happens to be blind in this dream , my eyes are kind of rotting out but i can still see so i don't pay much attention to it. Anyway, there's a huge shopping mall on this big farm, i'm running away from the mall and into the woods. I think i remember being chased and i somehow decide to turn around as i get somewhat deep in the woods in the direction i'm going which is south (mall is north). So i go back north to the mall and go east. I go through some woods and get to a canyon mountain place, there seems to be a military base on top of these rocky hills. I'm almost spotted so i turn north and climb around the small mountain, i find some gear and manage to make a spear. I then continue north towards the treeline. As i make my way back north, i find myself approaching the mall again....? I decide to go south back into the woods. I go south and then west a little and find myself at this abandoned house. It's now night time. i go into the house and look out the window back at where i came from. I see a trailer with people in it, it's a group of about 4-5 people. Their heights are all mixed, some are tall, some are short, one was a girl. Their age may have varied too. They are also all wearing crowns on their heads. I start to get a strange feeling of fear, my dream self thinks these people have some sort of super powers and are very dangerous. They notice me and i duck down, i then think i remember hearing a knocking at the door, i use my spear and kill the person on the other side. Next thing i know, i hear police approaching so i run as fast as i can. Yet again, i end up back at the farm with the mall, except this time i'm by the house which is east of the mall. I walk over to the fence and see a boy and a man talking. Even though i may be captured or they may report the police i walk over anyway. I introduce myself to the boy, his eyes are rotting out too, and he looks like he's on the verge of death. I then head back south into the same woods for the third time but it's getting dark and machines with bright lights are tearing away the woods looking for me. I dodge a machine and get into the woods, i won't last long here. I eventually get trapped and decide to hide in a bush, however, people in suits find me, the lights are very bright, i can't see their faces and i wake up.

Part 2, Killing machine: This dream seems to have the same beginning plot as the last dream except this time, instead of running, i'm literally gunning my way through the mall that was mentioned in the last dream. I have a rifle and shotgun. I battle on the bottom floor of the mall for quite some time. I'm killing creatures that look as if they came from Left 4 dead. After it's safe enough, i make my way to the second floor of the mall, i'm in an enclosed room , i see luffy from one piece in this room, He doesn't threaten me and eventually makes his way out of the room. I also see a survivor from my battle downstairs so i freak out and shoot him with the shotgun and then somehow set the room on fire. The fire forces me to leave. Next thing i remember i'm in a gun store at the north most end of the mall, i gear up and then i proceed to make my way into the last room at the end of the mall but metal detectors some how have forcefields connected to them now so i jump over the metal detectors guarding the room. This is all i can remember of this dream.

Part 3, Movie time: This dream also has the same beginning as the first dream. Except this time, i find out that this dream and the past dreams were all nothing but movies i made for a class and the different dreams were different edits i did to see which movie plot i liked better. In this one, it's sort of hard to remember but i think i somehow blasted the mall into space with me on it, i then traveled to the outside mall wall and shot something which causes the mall to fall back down to earth. I then quickly traveled to another dimension and fought the spirits of the mall as it was crashing back down. When it got there, i remember waking up and traveling to the north end of the mall, it was mostly destroyed, it was night out and the police were coming to arrest me. I looked around at the moderate sized pit created from the crash. I then remember the movie award being given to a friend and me getting second place. I was mad but there was nothing i could do, i was wounded and the police were coming. Sounds strange since it was a movie but i guess it was a mix of both.

Finally, I get to sleep in and I couldn't stop dreaming. I must have had close to ten distinct dreams (WBTB) and there was a wide range of them. They involved all of my dream signs (driving, my girlfriend, school) and one of my RC's (text changing/not staying constant). Three of them were "Layer 0' dreams, were at the end I got frustrated with the dream and decided "I've had enough with this dream, time to wake up!". I even had an inception dream where I went from laying in bed trying to LD in waking life, to laying in bed trying to LD in a dream, then falling asleep inside that dream and having another dream that involved me re-attending high school (one of my dream signs). Yet despite all of this, there was no lucidity. That just seems improbable, but at least the opportunity was there.

Looks like I need to go back to my "stop falling for false awakenings" and "stop missing dreamsigns" fundamentals. Still a fun dream, and got to try out a new teleport method (with mixed results.)

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #102: El Camino Real

I'm at a lucid dreaming camp with lots of people from my past. Throughout the day, we swim and boat in the lake, walk by the lakeside, and do various crafts. I tell everyone that "it's too late for me. I took galantamine and it didn't work. Let's get the rest of you lucid." I teach them about dreamsigns, awareness, and even supplements. I'm frustrated that I've failed to have a lucid dream but I figure maybe I'll feel better if some of the other camp participants can have a lucid.

This goes on for a really long time and eventually I run across Britney Spears eating a blueberry muffin in one of the hallways. She complains that her career is in a slump. I suggest that she would be a perfect spokesperson for blueberry muffin sales. She's thrilled with the idea. In celebration, she takes a staggeringly huge, very unladylike bite out of the muffin, paper and all. I feel incredibly savvy and very proud of myself.

From there, I have a false awakening: Wife and I are starting our day and she switches on the TV. (She never does this in the morning.)The music video for Madonna's "Like a Virgin" is playing on the TV. Her love interest is the guy who played the mummy in The Mummy movies. After the first verse, the TV switches to a 3d rendering of The Killers performing in front of the university Wife and I attended. "That's The Killers," she says. (She doesn't know what they look like.) We're sitting in a cafeteria now, watching people order food while I complain about how I failed to realize I was dreaming just a moment ago when it was so obvious. Some guy carrying a tray of food totally wipes out and gets spaghetti all over himself. Wife laughs when this happens, which seems cruel and out of character. (Big dreamsign. She thinks the part in Karate Kid where Daniel-San spills spaghetti on himself and everybody laughs is super mean.)

Now I'm staring out of a window in some kitchen, feeling sorry for myself that I didn't get lucid. I think that I could be dreaming right now, but everything is just too vivid. And yet... it finally dawns on me. I look over at Wife preparing food at the kitchen counter and it's so real that it almost costs me my lucidity. I decide that I'd better get moving.

The next room is a darkened dining room with an elegantly set table and an unlit candelabra. It's dark in the room and I decide that it would be best to leave the house, so I head for a wall and phase through it. There's no scene beyond the wall, and I wind up in the void.

I quickly rub my hands together and keep walking, thinking that I'll try a new teleport method out of the void, building on an idea that PennyRoyal had suggested. I place my fingers in front of my eyes and imagine them gently wiggling. Pretty soon my hands take shape in front of me and I begin to imagine a new scene behind them -- the Alamo, the arranged meeting spot with Art. Once I feel like the scene's ready, I move my hands aside and find myself in...

... Silicon Valley, walking along El Camino Real. There's even a roadsign marking out the intersection of "82" (El Camino Real) and "93" (unknown road.) It's a beautiful day, typical perfect weather for the South Bay. I jog up a residential street, and a lady power-walking with her dog gives me a friendly wave. I wave back. I know that I have tasks that I'm forgetting, but they refuse to come to mind.

Moving a bit further along the street, I pass my old friend Wang. I ask him how he's been and he says, "I can't talk right now. I've got to be careful not to catch a cold." When I accept this, he breaks into a laugh like he really pulled one over on me. "I'm just kidding!" he says. "I know that you're dreaming this!" He shouts across the street to a lady who's watering her lawn. "Do you know he's dreaming all of this?" I'm a little distracted by how hyper-realistic Wang looks. His lips move flawlessly with the words he's speaking. I wonder how it's possible for all of this to fit inside my head.

The woman is dark-haired, mid-40s, clad in sweat pants. "Oh, like that 'lucid dreaming'? I've always wanted to do that." I respond with a few encouraging words and jokingly say something along the lines of "better make sure that you're not dreaming right now, too." She and Wang laugh and I say, "You know what? Let me show you guys a couple of things." With that, I hope onto the trunk of a parked car and leap to to top of another parked car, intending from there to take off in flight. For some reason the flying doesn't happen, though, and I wind up hovering face-first a few inches off of the ground. Fortunately, this is still cool enough to impress.

"Guys," I tell them, "I'm going to try another teleport. It was good talking to you." They say goodbye, and I put my hands over my eyes again, trying once again to imagine the Alamo. I give it a little longer to incubate this time, waiting until I can "see" the structure fairly well in my mind. But when I remove my hands, I'm somewhere else near Palo Alto. I can see the Stanford Foothills. The vision out of my left eye looks odd, sort of like I have one messed up contact lens. I ignore it, take to the air, and fly just a bit before the dream ends.