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No Jamie dreams this week. Even though i usually have one dream of her once a week for like almost over 2 years now??? It's not unusual for a week or two to go by where she's not present. I must say I've never had a more consistent character in my dreams. Are these dreams my own obsession? Her's? or something else trying to convince me of a delusion?

Dream 1

I was moving or something. My dad came to pick me up and we started driving to my new place. at some point the car was going up a steep hill in Olds, it stopped and I started freaking out. The dream sped up and we stopped at a Tim Horton's. I had no debit or cash but I had silver coins. I was trying to pay for coffee with silver coins. There was a table with other silver coins. the till guy was an older guy and he saw me put the coins on a stack on the table. I realized that wasn't the way to pay so I tried getting my coins back.

Dream 2

Something about living somewhere with lots of extra rooms, Some were hidden.

Tried out the mantra "I am going to dream about love" to see what my uncounscious thinks love is.

I'm outside with mom. She is supposed to go breastfeeding.

Notes: Breastfeeding may be a symbol for new family members? Maybe my love is for getting a bigger family.

I'm at Håkanssons' and they have all these cars with motorboats on them. I am supposed to drive one of the cars. The boat is on the car's back and it is hanging pretty loosely. I get nervous and think it is going to fall of. We drive to town and everything is going fine.

I am in some kind of universe where everything is a sickly green coulor. My cousins H and Therese are there. We talk about how this is heaven but there is some kind of other heaven that we want to go to. We don't know how the other heaven is, if it is actually better but we just want to go away from this heaven.

Notes: I had some discussions with my friends about what comes after this life two days ago.

I'm in a sofa with two other boys in my age. One of them is a person from my english class. There comes a camera person and we are supposed to record a short movie. The two boys go and sit upside down in the sofa so their heads are pointing down and their legs are up in the air. The camera person goes and record them from a high perspective and films down on them.

There is a giant frog in front of me on a pedestal. I have to jump on it in order to fight it. I somehow get up on the frog and starts to jump on its head. The frog starts to jump really high and I get scared of the height. There is some kind of health bar on the frog and it dies.

Something about my cousin Gabriel.

Notes: I don't remember anything except a very strong precens of Gabriel.

17th October 2020

Fragment:

Remember being my lizard form at some point and also for quite a while. Earlier in the dream I was offered a choice (by whom or what?) to have either nearly unlimited strength or nearly unlimited stamina. I picked strength.

I remember flying through several somewhat surreal places with hybrid dragon wings that would appear and disappear.

At one point, I'm in a sandy beach area and there are wasps or bees and I stamp on them, concerned for a second about what I was doing, but then remembering I had nothing to fear. This was pre-lucid, I had some awareness of being dreaming.

In some other part, I'm destroying the outer structure of a concrete sky scraper and I'm eating or biting on people as they fall from the building. The building itself is falling and we are miles up in the air, impossibly high away from any other buildings. (Reminds me of UT levels)

Rest of recall is muddled. Was awake for a while and forgot to try and retain recall properly.

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Notes:

- The part of me that convinced me to fear nothing was the same that has come about unconsciously before. I have started to feel a much more direct connection to these parts of myself over the last months; these are the parts of me that do not actively speak through my mind except seemingly under rare circumstances such as in the visualisations I've done/experienced. These are parts of myself that I've had some sort of tacit awareness of for quite a long time but that previously I wasn't able to consciously "put my finger on". In more physical terms, the less conscious parts feel like something inside at the back of my head, but maybe this is some association I have created by accident.

- I have absolutely no recall anymore about how the choice of "strength vs stamina" was offered to me, but I feel it was some sort of interface. I do seem to remember that in the dream my reasoning was that if I had unlimited stamina, it wouldn't necessarily allow me to do everything that I wanted to do. I think my experience of being weak when I was younger had some influence on this too. Lately there's been a fair bit of "processing" of some of my childhood, such as those instances recently where I was actually younger in my dreams.

- Flight and flying by own means hasn't really ever been of any special interest to me in dreams but I think the experience with wings was novel enough for me to enjoy it, though I still prefer it when flight in dreams happens by use of a jet or space ship.

Some in-line notes.

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15th October 2020

Fragment:

In a space hangar of some sort. Hundreds of ships, they look like haulers from NMS. I have a contract or something and I have to salvage/loot some specific ships in the middle of all of these. There's some kind of dispute with someone else who's on the contract too?

Earlier. Something about a woman my age. She shows someone, maybe one of my siblings, around her apartment. She offers them food and she has a mini-golf course inside the apartment. The person she's showing around doesn't seem interested, but they tell her that I might be interested, and this person goes out to find me or something.

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16th October 2020

7:20

Fragment:

In a desert area. There are small towns. I was mostly here in some sort of observing role at first (but physically present?) but then I selected some kind of player faction like in an RTS game and I spawned in a pickup truck of some kind with a crew. We had to kill an American protagonist but we had to be careful. I needed to have resources gathered in order to build an anti-tank... tank.

But instead, we just got involved in a chase where the protagonist person was in a humvee or something, chasing after an Arab guy. I tried to catch up to the Arab too but he was just too fast for all of us.

Before all this, there was some other RTS segment. Defeated an enemy faction at the very last second before nearly being defeated myself. The objective was simply to destroy a core building in each others bases. Mix of Mech Commander and Supreme Commander. Remember dual-gun tanks like some of the T3 UEF.

Earlier. Some bit in a town, being told about where I was born apparently. A black mother had given birth to me at a bench on a street and I remember a distinct visual effect like the retribution aura from WoW around me, which was apparently normal for people being born here but unusual everywhere else. But some old white man found me after the mother had seemingly abandoned me and he thought the aura was beautiful and he took me in, adoptively.

10:00

Fragment:

A church. I forget most of it now but there was an upper area with a room meant for meditation and yoga. This church was built out of limestone I think, more like the churches around where I grew up, but the architectural style seemed more like those of where I live now.

I remember there were notices on paper sheets taped to walls. There were lit candles and some other people were about.

(gap or transition)

In the same church still, but underground. A short cinematic view of this big white man, with a buzzcut-style hair and beard; he was working a forge with a metal forging spoon... ladle, thing. Like a cast iron cup. He would make gold items for the church, made from other gold items that were considered scrap, which he'd smelted before-hand.

I remember then being physically there next to him and watching him work and H telling me that gold's melting point was 1142 or so, but I seemed to remember it being 1400, but then thought maybe that was aluminium.

Fragment (DFLN):

In my home town. Walking along a road or its pavement towards the roundabout. The church wasn't built yet. Buildings were in the wrong places. The sky was pitch black and it was night time, pretty much. But in the sky the sun was there, black and hollow, "an eclipse" I heard someone nearby comment. Looked like in DS3.

(As I wrote the initial notes for this, I started my pc and noticed that the background image I made has an eclipsed sun exactly like the one from the dream.)

I got to an area that looked like my old friend D's building. At this point I was still looking at the sky. The sun now looked like a cracked planet with lava flowing.

Had a short lucid dream of me walking out of my home and into my backyard. The entry into the dream felt so much like what people describe Astral Projection is so I used this lucid dream to investigate. My conclusion after just 1 trial (lol) is that no, you do not "leave your body". I walked passed my mother in the dream and even though she was in the kitchen during my nap, she had different clothes on. Most telling of all, when I got to the backyard, some key items were missing that should have been there. The dream ended as soon I tried to exit the backyard and summon a dream character.

The method I used was SSILD after a WBTB. I still maintain that timing is more important than technique. However, a tip to remember with SSILD is that the goal is to be relaxed and aware; much like meditation. During each of the "cycles" as CosmicIron would put it, be aware of as much as you can. Even if you see/feel/hear nothing, just be aware of that fact. Nothing spectacular is supposed to happen during the technique so-to-speak.

I drempt of a cyberpunk detective thriller in the style of a movie/videogame hybrid in which the main protagonist (Vague recolection of the name gus) got cursed with an odd form of lycanthropy in which he turned into a female anthropomorphic wolf.

The scenes in which he was such tended to have happy lyrisised pop music playing over the top, and the scenes were mostly done in a animated, cartoonish style in which the main protagonist relaxed and almost lead a double life, watering plants and the like.
The rest of the time, he acted as a stereotypical gruff detective, with his female teammate with short black hair and glasses mocking him for being too "assertive".

One last character I would like to mention is Mrs. Robinson, who acted as a frenemy that talked through a CGI face that was uncanney vally incarnate, it looked like a ventriloquist dummy had been given polygonal flesh instead of wood.
She was very demanding to the team, and seemed to want to insist that they don't uncover the case.

There was also a prominence of face masks as everyday items too.

Today's entry is a two-parter!

I dreamt of a new Dragonball series, presumably titled "Dragonball Mega", a lot of the older villains from Z were back, and has new "mega" forms, Freiza had managed to acquire a "wishing wand", and was slowly using it to revive goku's old opponents. I think at some point, goku managed to acquire the same wand, and was now using it against Frieza.

I'm in a big hall with a water pool. There are many other kids there and we have competitions. You are supposed to swim as fast as you can. I am the best. There are some time for free games at the end and the leader asks us what we want to do. I say that I like to swim but that Walter (A small DC that I have never seen before) can get my game request. Tuva N is holding him. I think to myself and regret that I didn't say that we could have a flying competition. I am being more lucid but the dream ends.

Notes: I haven't seen Tuva in a long time.

I'm walking in the woods with dad and it's dark. We have reach a place where Daniel S and many people I know from church are resting. I start to croon a meme song and as I hum more and more people that are sleeping join me. Everyone is crooning and I am happy.

Notes: I have seen Daniel S pretty frequently for the past weeks.

I'm on some kind of school trip and we are viewing different things.

There is some kind of rank requirement. The worst rank is stingray two and the best is stingray nine.

I didn't write down my dreams in my tag book when I woke up this night. I wanted to focus on my homework this day.

I dreamt that after a heavy rain, a lot of water was flowing down the hill, among the streets.
I didnt pay much mind to it, I went to the shop. Then encountered a big fckoff COBRA, but it wasnt any kind of cobra , it was FLYING all over the place. Its morphology was unique:Its lower half was of a light colour , cant tell which, the top, was vibrant red, with the hood stretching all over it's body, acting as a wing to catch wing, while doing this swirly motion mid air , supposedly to maneuver itself. I got really scared, it somehow flew up and charged me , I fell on the ground and covered my face, but nothing happened, it just went away. I ran home like mad while seeing a bunch of these things flying around, told mom, closed windows ,door , I was panicking like mad, then started to see reptillians even, flooding the street , and maybe even lions?
Someone told me that this event will die off once all the water flows down from the mountains... Nobody was worrying that much about it..but I was furious

I have some smaller friends who remind me of the Stranger Things company. Helene sends a message to me about aliens that have the ability to brainwash. Some of my smaller friends discuss whether we should try to build gear that can prevent mind control. They say that it is worth trying even if it does not work in the end. New fragment I copy paste the information Helene sent me and send it back to her because I want her to read the instructions. I talk with her over the phone too. She says that she has never seen that information earlier. We understand that Helene has been brainwashed and we prepare the gear. New fragment I sit on a rotatable circle platform with an iron helmet that is notably home made on my head with four other people. The one opposite to me also has a helmet but not the other two people. I start to spin the platform by using my feet against the ground. The smart one that is in charge of the operation says worried that the speed might be too high and that we might die. I keep on spinning and don't care about his statement. There are some of us guarding the door from the aliens. There is a platform from the ceiling were about five aliens stand on that is being lowered. I close my eyes because I think it is a movie and do not want to look on them because I don't like to see scary things on television. My closed eyes don't help me because I still see them. They are tall, green and slimy but has a normal face like humans. They reach the ground and start to walk against us. We spin faster and faster until the energy is full. There is a new platform that starts to rise and takes the aliens with it. The aliens are able to walk of the platform easily but they just stand there. The platform rises to the upper floor and an arm of one alien is trapped and cut of by the elevator. Nobody seems to care. The upper floor is very close to our floor and we decide to run away. I suddenly have very slippery heels and it is almost impossible to move in them. Stefan F is helping me to move. There is an alien that helps us and Stefan says that there is only one double agent. I tell him that we can't be sure and that there may be more. There is a staircase we come to and Stefan walks one way and I walk the other. I don't want to leave him but see that the two different paths we chose led to the same destination only that mine was shorter.

Notes: This was a nightmare and I was scared when I walked to the bathroom in the night. I saw a movie on netflix that Helene tipsed us to watch. We talk about brain control in the english lessons. That feeling when you can't run in a dream is so frustrating.

I wake up 03.20 and wrote down the alien dream. I try to WILD and have a very positive mind that I will succeed. I am able to keep my focus but the itches are bombarding me. It's impossible to relax and I decide to sleep. I had some confusing FA too.

It is some kind of Bolliad and I sit by a table with Diego. There are tables placed in the middle of the room and there are some youths dancing couple dance around us. I see some girls that look lonely that I want to cheer up by dancing with them but I decide not to. The youths that are dancing want to group dance instead but there is a young leader (about 20 years old) that encourages them to keep on dancing in pairs. I look for William and is sad when I remember that he is too old to be there. There are two old sister missionaries (about 70 years old) that talk about all the cakes on the table in front of me. There is a big cake that they want the recipe to.

Had a dream about dad and something too.

14.10.2020

Weird tree dream
There was something about trees and that apparently me and my mother and like a big community of people are turning into them and there was something about reincarnation. But my father realized something at the end of the dream and he killed us all while sad music played.

15.10.2020

Tiny lucid
There might be something about the series The Order. And then I had a moment of awareness, followed by me wondering about if I might be dreaming. And then I knew that I was, in fact, dreaming. I then tried stabilizing the dream somehow.

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Before I entered the lucid after waking up from a lot of dreams, I actually had the suspection that my next dream might be a lucid. Guess I was right lol

I rarely ever practice reality checks or awareness training anymore, though. I don't quite know a reason to lucid dream right now.

I'm walking down a pavement but I am a spectator watching from third person. I grab the snake's neck with some kind of long tool. The tool start by the neck but go longer down its body steady and slowly. When the tool is holding the snake in the middle (the snake was about 2 meters long) it starts to eat something from a basket. Someone comes and says that the experiment is done and notes when the snake started to eat from the basket and where the tool I was using was on the snake. New fragment. I have been walking up the pavement and is about to walk back now. I come to the place where I held the snake. I look at it and is a bit scared. I have company with some kids too. I grab it with my tool but notice that it is severed and it is cut up as if someone had made fillets of the body and it looks like fish meat.

I wake up 06.30 and start my nightly wild attempt. I start off okey but it is hard to let go of all my thoughts. I fall asleep and enter a dream.

I'm in some kind of school dressing room with other people. We walk into a big hall and I notice it is a dream. I see Wencai's face really clearly. I walk to the next room but the dream fades. I am in my bed and try to wild again and enters the same dream instead. I'm in the same school but I'm alone with a janitor. There comes a big sign that covers my view where there is a picture of a zealot from SC2 and Zilong from Mobile Legends and a "VS" between them. I am Zilong and the janitor is the zealot. When I get my view back I am not actually Zilong and the janitor is not a zealot. We have a fist fight and I am crushing him. I become more and more lucid. I think to myself "if I think that the janitor will win over me, is he going to win?". I have beaten him up so bad that he his eyes have become red and his left chin is covered with blood. He reminds me of a vampire and I can't let lose of the thought that he is going to win. When the thought comes deeper to my mind I suddenly know that the janitor is going to win. He becomes a real vampire and jumps on me with his sharp teeth. I am trying to wake up but it takes some time. Meanwhile I see his eyes and teeth even tough I am closing my dream eyes.

Notes: I re-entered the dream many times and see different parts of the school and had some FA in my house which made me really confused because I was still trying to wild. The FA:ings made me thought that I had walked up from my bed which was weird because I didn't remember ever canceling my wild attempt.

Morning of October 15, 2020. Thursday.

Dream #: 19,659-02. Reading time: 2 min 12 sec.



My dream, in instinctual mode (but on the periphery of liminality throughout), transitions through the usual processes, but I carry a graphing calculator throughout my exploring and meandering. This aspect keeps my somatosensory dynamics vivid and sustains my overall clarity and perceptual awareness throughout most of my dream. I keep it in my right hand and enter numbers mostly with my thumb.

In the main narrative, I walk through several areas of what seems to be a college campus in the late morning. I consider I am not supposed to be here, but I doubt anyone would notice or care. As I walk, I push random numbers on my calculator, which I consider some people might perceive as a cell phone. I do not look at the display and only vaguely think of random numbers to enter at different times. (It is mainly somatosensory focus holding me in the dream rather than cerebral. As I sleep, I sometimes habitually clasp the wooden slat of our bed’s headboard.)

Eventually, I transition into the predictable “seeking the sleeper” mode. I find myself walking into the bedroom of an unknown person. As a result, associations with the physical immobility of my body (while sleeping) instinctually initiates. I cannot find a way to leave the room even though I had just walked in. The sleep personification resolves as an unfamiliar girl. She leaves her bed and talks to me. I tell her I have to find my house. She assumes I am a professor that should be living in the school and is puzzled by me calling the school a “house.” I tell her, “Well, I call where I live a house.”

For a short time, I contemplate returning to deeper sleep. As a result, we walk to a staircase that leads down into a dark flooded basement. The girl briefly transitions into the Naiad simulacrum and talks about the process, but I decide to explore more. We continue to communicate as we find an exit from her bedroom that leads into the next predictable stage of dreaming, the parking lot setting.

The sleep-wake personification appears as an unknown young male a foot taller than me. I consider if he will be a bully or remain friendly (especially as I am already in the last transition of the dreaming process, so he does not have to be imposing). My indecision creates a delayed and ambiguous behavior on his part as if he does not know how to act. He says something that comes out like gibberish. “What did you say?” I ask him. He does not seem rude or confrontational, but I still move on to the next process.

I instinctually summon the process of attaining physical mobility (while still thumbing the calculator), that, of course, is imaginary while in the dream state (a fallacy that has occurred all my life when dreaming in this mode and is autosymbolic in co-occurrent continuity of the process rather than a false awakening). Although the man is not a bully, I mentally define, with engraved lines, the perimeter of a large square in the parking lot. As we watch, a Transformer robot begins to emerge until it is visible down to below its chest. In this analogy to moving into post-liminality, I walk on to the school building and soon wake.

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It's been a while! I've been bogged down with school and life, but I'm here to post an update on my Omnilucidity research. Nothing definitive, just an update to my procedure. (Also Omnilucidity is getting annoying to type so I'm calling it OL)

Previously, there were a lot of unnecessary steps that complicated the process, so I'm gutting some stuff, and adding some stuff.

Waking Phase
Step 1: DJ
Step 2: Meditate
Step 3: Find reliable sleep method
Dreaming Phase - Once aware of the dream state
Step 1: Stabilize dream
Step 2: Summon Dream guide
Step 3: Unlock OL from Dream guide
Step 4: Pop the fuck off

The main thing I want to clarify for new peeps to this idea is Step 3 in Dream Phase, which is-uh.. How exactly do you unlock OL, and what does the Dream Guide have to do with it?

Instruct your dream guide to guide you to lucidity by explaining to you that you are in a dream until you become lucid. This is however the easy route. If you are feeling especially confident in your dreaming abilities, you could just say to the dream itself something like "Just make me instantly become lucid every night dude" and you're poggin

After you no longer have to worry about obtaining lucidity, you can focus on doing stuff you wanna do or in my case, seeing just how far LD can go!

ps; I'm also using galantamine and that shit is poggers