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Slept later and woke earlier than usual.

I had some dream and as I awoke to it on FA. I Djed in my FA. Then I FAed again and Djed there. I realized whats up so I decided to wake up, slight lucidity - intention to wake to DJ. And so I Djed and FAed again. I looked at my DJ and it had stuff I wrote earlier but this was a dream. But since the dream words stayed, I was tricked by the dream. The dream dj had noted "ego" or something like that.

I left the bedroom and it was an apartment there, felt like it faced the west, the window or veranda did. I shared the bed with one or two ppl, we slept together on that bed. They were already up and in the living. Interacted with them. The dream gave me impression that I was dating them. I went back to bedroom, thought maybe I'd do the laundry.

I checked my dj and it still had stuff written on it. But there were blocks dancing around... Should be obvious that its a dream but no. I awake and check my dj to see if I wrote anything down but it was blank.
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Notes :
I begin to have these FADJs often as I restart Djing consistently. They can lead to ld but can be annoying since I'm trying to dj instead doing dream things. Eventually you realize what's up and get lucid. But how do I improve this?

There's something to this though. I noticed something. You sort of recollect dream memories and get better at it. You get faster and better at it and as you do, you sort of have more time to get lucid? You begin with retroactive lucidity by djing and it becomes more present. You're transcrbing a story of your subconscious and, as you get faster you catch up to it. And when you are consistently faster than the story, then that's when you are consistently ahead of the dream, or lucid, dream control.. Etc

You transform from a transcriber into a writer of your own dreams.

Just my thoughts. Be it like staying "fit" in certain aspects. Staying fit with what? I think Blake said it, "I've forgotten, I must remember". REMember what?

I've forgotten, I must remember.

33 ОС. Вещий сон про лампочку. 25 декабря 2011

Итак сниться мне сон, что я нахожусь в своей комнате. Свет начинает мигать , потом отключается, на некоторое время включился заново. Я иду проверять в подъезд - всё ли там в порядке. В подъезде свет тоже мигает. Захожу домой на кухню беру яйцо размером с лампочку, и ещё одно поменьше - пошёл вкручивать. Мама мне говорит: "Нет это не подойдёт здесь резьба другая". Дотрагиваюсь до яйца - оно хрупкое. Иду обратно на кухню разбиваю эти яйца на сковородку, делаю яичницу так сказать. Возвращаюсь уже в зал, там тоже выключается свет. Бабушка говорит: "Может свет отключили". "Нет", -говорю я: "Видишь телевизор то работает". Захожу опять в спальню. Там то же лежит бабушка. Начинаю её перетаскивать к той которая в зале. Тут и осознаюсь.
"Стоп, что за бред?! Почему две бабушки. А это сон!"
Спрайт бабушки тут же исчезает. Я начинаю хлопать в ладоши, говоря - Свет зажгись. Не зажёгся. Закрываю глаза, с желанием, что когда открою свет был. Не вышло. Закрываю ещё раз глаза, и чувствую, что меня вытягивает из сна. Сопротивляться не стал - уж больно, мне не нравилась атмосфера этого сна.

После этого опять заснул, запомнил несколько снов, но осознания в них уже не было. Уже утром в реале включаю в комнате свет, и бац! Лампочка перегорает. Беру другую, вкручиваю. Свет зажёгся и тут же погас - вторая перегорела. Вкручиваю третью - вообще не включается, с резьбой не порядок был. Только когда вкрутил четвёртую, тогда свет появился.

Выводы:
1. Приснился вещий сон. Хотя и бытового плана.
2. Первоначально был неосознанный сон с мигающим светом и яйцом-лампочкой.
3. Осознался из-за того, что увидел двух одинаковых персонажей.
4. Зажечь свет не получилось. Метод желания не сработал.

33 LD. A prophetic dream about a light bulb. December 25, 2011

So I have a dream that I am in my room. The light starts blinking, then turns off, for a while it turns on again. I'm going to check the staircase landing - is everything okay there. At the staircase landing, the light also flashes.
I go home to the kitchen and take an egg the size of a light bulb, and another smaller one - I went to screw it.
Mom says to me: "No, it won’t fit here another thread." I touch the egg - it is fragile. I’m going back to the kitchen, breaking these eggs into a frying pan, making scrambled eggs, so to speak.
I am already returning to the hall, the light also turns off there. Grandmother says: "Maybe the lights went out." “No,” I say: “You see the TV is working.”

I go back to the bedroom. There is the same grandmother. I begin to drag it to the one in the hall. Here I also confess.
"Stop, what nonsense ?! Why two grandmothers. And this is a dream!"
Grandma’s sprite immediately disappears. I begin to clap my hands, saying - Light come on. Do not light up.
I close my eyes, with the desire that when I open the light was. It didn’t work out. I close my eyes again, and I feel that I am being pulled out of dream. I didn’t resist - it was painful, I didn’t like the atmosphere of this dream.

After that he again fell asleep, remembered several dreams, but there was no longer awareness in them. Already in the morning in real life I turn on the light in the room, and bam! The light goes out. I take another, screw in. The light came on and immediately went out - the second burned out. I screw the third one - it does not turn on at all, there was no order with the thread. Only when I twisted the fourth, then the light appeared.

Findings:

1. I had a prophetic dream. Although a domestic plan.
2. Initially, there was an unconscious dream with a blinking light and an egg-bulb.
3. Confessed due to the fact that he saw two identical characters.
4. The light failed. The desire method did not work.

32 ОС. Комп во сне. Вторая попытка позвонить Nomad.
24 декабря 2011
Осознался сидя за компом. Сидел в интернете, браузер был открыть - искать не понадобилось. Решил в поиски набрать своё имя. Выпал сначала Бунин, потом Блок. Своего имени я так и не нашёл. Тогда решил в поиске набрать Nomad выпало имя Виктория, потом какая то картинка и расплывчатыми английскими буквами на этой картинке надпись Paste. Время от времени в интернете появлялось видео. Сильно разглядывать я его не стал, чтобы не попасть в сюжет. Вспомнил, что читал на форуме, как просовывали руки сквозь экран телевизора. Решил проверить это на экране монитора. Ага щас, проверил - стекло, как и в реале! Было заметно, что персонажи бегающие в видео время от времени смотрят на меня. Тогда я решил нацелить на них палец и "расстрелять". Получилось, многие персы полегли за экраном монитора Smile. Сам же я никаких ощущений не испытывал. Оторвался от экрана монитора. Решил на этот раз позвонить Nomad через домашний телефон. Поднимаю трубку, мне голос "телефонистки" говорит: "Наберите исходящие номера". Сработала логика сна. Набрать исходящие номера - это значит набрать все кнопки, кроме кнопки входящие. Набираю, слышу женский голос, читающий какую то лекцию о спасении мира. Я прерываю этот голос и спрашиваю: "Ты Nomad?" Голос замолк, и никакого ответа не дал. Забыл написать, что всё это время я записывал во сне результаты своих наблюдений на листочек, чтобы не забыть в реале.
Поговорив по телефону я решил пойти на кухню. На кухни сидели мама и бабушка. Осознанность ослабла. Мне пришла в голову мысль, что я сейчас в реалтайме, они же сидят сейчас в реале, и не видят меня. Походил вокруг них. Попробовал просунуть руку сквозь них, вроде как получилось, но я в этом не уверен. Тут ещё возник один момент: Я наблюдал как мама пьёт чай из банки сгущёнки, её чувствами. Т.е как бы вошёл в её тело. После решил выйти к соседям, но передумал. Решил проверить найду ли я несуразности в разговоре между мамой и бабушкой. Несуразности я не нашёл, но их было полно. В этот момент я ещё спрайтам задавал вопросы, на некоторые из них они отвечали, а некоторые игнорировали. Смысл их фраз сводился к тому, что мама случайно ушла в тапочках на работу (и это зимой то). Далее про маминого начальника, что он вылил себе стакан воды на пузо. И они на работе думали, что он шутит, а оказывается он больной и чёрный как в скафандре. На этом бреде я и проснулся.

Выводы:
1. Во сне можно лазить в интернете. Страницы отличаются от реальных.
2. Просунуть руку сквозь компьютерный экран не вышло.
3. Удалось пальцем расстрелять персонажей в экране компа.
4. В телефоне ответил голос телефонистки.
5. В ОСе сбоила логика. Частично терял осознанность.
6. Вошел в тело персонажа. Почувствовал ее чувства.
7. Не сумел во сне найти несуразности в разговоре, хотя их было навалом.

32 LD. Comp in a dream. The second attempt to call Nomad.
December 24, 2011

Confessed to sitting at the computer. I sat on the Internet, the browser was open - no need to search. I decided to search for my name. Bunin fell first, then Block. I never found my name. Then I decided to search for typing Nomad the name Victoria fell out, then some kind of picture and the words Paste in vague English letters in this picture.
From time to time a video appeared on the Internet. I did not look at it strongly, so as not to get into the plot. I remembered reading on the forum how they put their hands through the TV screen. I decided to check it on the monitor screen. Yeah right now, I checked - glass, as in real life!
t was noticeable that the characters running in the video occasionally look at me. Then I decided to point a finger at them and “shoot”. It turned out that many characters were killed behind the monitor screen.
I myself did not experience any sensations. I looked up from the monitor screen.


I decided this time to call Nomad via my home phone. I pick up the phone, the voice of the "telephone operator" says to me: "Dial outgoing numbers." The logic of dream worked. To dial outgoing numbers means to dial all the buttons except the incoming button.
I gather, I hear a female voice, giving some lecture on saving the world. I interrupt this voice and ask: "Are you Nomad?" The voice fell silent, and did not give any answer.
I forgot to write that all this time I wrote in a dream the results of my observations on a piece of paper, so as not to forget in real life.

After talking on the phone, I decided to go to the kitchen. Mom and grandmother sat in the kitchen. Awareness weakened. It occurred to me that I was now in "realtimeworld", they are now sitting in real life and they don’t see me.
I walked around them. I tried to stick my hand through them, sort of happened, but I'm not sure about that.

There was another moment: I watched my mother drink tea from a can of condensed milk, her feelings. Ie as if entered her body.

After that I decided to go to the neighbors, but changed my mind. I decided to check whether I would find absurdities in the conversation between mom and grandmother. I did not find absurdity, but they were full. At this point, I still asked sprites questions, they answered some of them, and some ignored. The meaning of their phrases boiled down to the fact that mom accidentally left in slippers for work (and this is winter). Further, about my mother’s boss, that he poured himself a glass of water on his belly. And at work they thought that he was joking, but he turned out to be sick and black as in a spacesuit. On this nonsense, I woke up.

Findings:
1. In a dream, you can climb on the Internet. Pages are different from real ones.
2. Putting your hand through the computer screen did not work.
3. I managed to shoot characters with my finger on the computer screen.
4. The telephone operator answered in the telephone.
5. The logic failed in the LD. Partially lost consciousness.
6. Entered the character’s body. I felt her feelings.
7. I was not able in a dream to find absurdities in the conversation, although they were in bulk.

31 ОС.Позвонить Nomad.
24 декабря 2011
Проснулся утром наверное ещё в 4 утра. Стал засыпать повторяя про себя фразу: "Позвонить Nomad, позвонить Nomad…" Снится сон, будто я держу на кровати сотовый телефон и набираю Nomad. Типа у меня в списке контактов он был. Долгое время набирал, потом додумался поднести к уху. Сразу слышу голос, но мешают помехи. Практически ничего не разобрал, но сказал предмет. Потом думаю, а вдруг я в реале разговариваю. Возникает ЛП, где мама меня спрашивает который час. Просыпаюсь по настоящему - мама спит. Снова лег спать.

Выводы:
0) Это был первый ОС за ночь из двух.
1) В телефоне помехи мешали услышать слова.
2) Словил ложное просыпание.

31 LD. Call Nomad.
December 24, 2011

I woke up in the morning probably at 4 a.m. I began to fall asleep repeating to myself the phrase: “Call Nomad, call Nomad ...” I have a dream, as if I were holding a cell phone on the bed and dialing Nomad. Like in my contact list he was. I typed for a long time, then I thought of bringing it to my ear. Immediately I hear a voice, but the interference is in the way. Almost did not understand, but said the subject. Then I think, and suddenly I'm talking in real life. There is a false waking up, where my mother asks me what time it is. I wake up for real - mom is sleeping. I went to bed again.

Findings:
0) It was the first LD in a night of two.
1) In the phone, interference prevented me from hearing words.
2) I caught false waking.

I was lucid briefly in one of the dreams but I barely remember it right now. Maybe as I write out dreams I will recall it more and more.


Teacher's lounge
I was inside the Japanese school again. IT's the exact same one, the same classroom I'm sure. This time I was packing my stuff, preparing to like clean up, for the end of the year or to leave the school. Mostly scrap papers, cleaning my desk. I was thinking about calling back home and as I was leaving, I found my friend M in the room next to the classroom. We were in the next room and this room was a teacher's lounge with some tables, couches and stuff like that, maybe some snacks.


Game

Origiri Test
I was in a class or something, taking a test. But before that I was eating an onigiri or Japanese rice ball. Then I took the test.

Brief Lucid
says (room)?

Arena Snakes
I was inside a jungle. It was some sort of survival situation or a survival game. I was with some folks and went deeper into the jungle. In the middle there was a small arena where people fought. As I was leaving I saw snakes on the floor, a little scared. Some snakes were going after people. One snake, without a body, just the head of a snake came at me or the person next to me. This area I was in was sort of a pit, like a sort of a caved in part of the ground like \____/ . Where the middle of that sat the arena. It was just dirt floor and the ground above it were mostly grass.

Neville Class
I was in a class. Not Japanese one. I was in the back of the class and sat with my friends of this dream. We got our tests back and were comparing our scores. I got a perfect or something and was elated but I noticed I did bad on the part 2 of the exam, I think I did average on the third part. I think I know what this represents. But anyways There were some magazines or something that was showing ads for classes taught by our teacher of this classroom, Neville. I was interested in this class in the ads (old ads, from years back), and I wanted to ask him if he was still teaching these. As I was preparing to get to him, I couldn't find the ad, it just got lost in the stack of magazines or newpapers that I had. And the class door was, I could see that the outside of the class was getting clamoured with students for the next class.

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NOTES:

I'm not sure if the test dream and the last dream are related. Could be.

I think the test result from the last dream represents like a certain aspect of self development.

Also I think these class dreams could represent something. The Japanese ones. I think they were all in the same classroom on the upper floor. That one, or particular location was when I had to leave Japan back then. Into a foreign land and foreign language. And perhaps that was a traumatic event, or just sad repressed feelings I had back then. I didn't talk about it with anyone and just kept it all to myself. And even if I could talk to someone, there was no one really there. I guess I was sad. I guess I was repressing my feelings. The inner child remembers. I want to let go though. And maybe I thought that I could let go by either graduating from this particular school in my dreams. Maybe that should be a dream goal I thought, to graduate from the school in Japan, then I can let go of it and dream more interesting things.

30 ОС. Перемещение методом желания.
20 декабря 2011
Я с другом нахожусь в каком то заброшенном цеху. Осознания пока не было. Я спустился на землю. Друг остался на крыше цеха. Тут я попробовал взлететь к другу. Не вышло. Тогда я подпрыгнул и подогнул колени - делал так в предыдущих Осах ,тогда результат был- парение в метре над землёй, сейчас же я от земли оторвался только на 1 см, практически ничего. Подумал: "Значит в этом сне летать нельзя" После этой фразы окончательно понял, что я во сне, взглянул на руки и вылетел. Но не проснулся.

Оказался в неком помещении. Людей там не было. Заново понял, что я во сне. Подумал, что надо закрепиться, но тут возникла странность - напрочь отсутствовали не только тактильные ощущения, но и ощущения сновиденного тела вообще. Понял, что если я сейчас стану закрепляться, то вылечу из сна. С передвижением то же возникли проблемы - мог двигаться только держась за стенку это раз, во вторых когда хотел пойти как обычно ногами, меня вынесло из сновиденного тела в "позицию наблюдателя", и я видел (причём в крайне плохом качестве), как моё сновиденное тело шагает на одном и том же месте. Методом желания я стал передвигаться. Смотрел в конец коридора, желал что хочу передвинутся туда, и медленно начинал перемещаться в ту сторону держась за стенку.

Вышел на лестничную площадку. Посмотрел вниз за проём - казалось что я нахожусь в высоком здании 9-этажке минимум. Выше меня тоже были этажи. Стал спускаться, подумал, что лестница может продолжатся бесконечно, а я так не хочу. Желание тут же исполнилось. Спускаюсь сначала 6 этаж. Нумерация на стенке 0, затем 3, а потом первый. Вышел на улицу.

Подумал, что я в "О. -реальное название посёлка". Если же судить по реалу, то местность другая. Примерно так. В реале стоит белая девятиэтажка перпендикулярно к ней кирпичная пятина (из серого кирпича) дом из которого я вышел, в реале есть только пятиэтажный, но подъездами повёрнут в другую сторону. Во сне же он развёрнут приставлен в плотную к девятине, что загораживает выход со двора, и так же увеличен в размерах.
Я огибаю девятиэтажку и подхожу к первому подъезду. Вспомнил про эксперимент с Nomad подобрал с Земли какой-то предмет, и трансформировал его в свой. Размеры вправду отличались от реального. Подошёл к подъезду. Открыл дверь и стал звать Nomad - никто на зов не явился. Подошёл ко второй двери, открыл её протянул руку и…... сон закончился.

Открываю глаза вижу у себя в комнате телевизор. Непонятно на чём он стоял, но был на уровне моего роста, если бы я встал с кровати. Телевизор маленький, чёрный, Sony - так написано было. Cзади антенна-"Усы". Сам телик был включён, но не работал - "Белый шум". Вспомнил, что до этого читал на форуме про эксперимент с просовыванием руки сквозь телевизор. Подумал встать, что ли попробовать, но понял если встану то проснусь, отвернулся от него и попробовал уснуть.

Открыл глаза из-за того что в них попадал свет от монитора компа. Понял что лежу не на своей кровати. Рядом с компом сидят мои одногрупники. Сначала увидел двоих, потом, когда встал, увидел, что вокруг сидят ещё больше. Они разговаривали, только если их спросишь. Я сказал, что это сон, а вы всего лишь проекции реальных личностей. Проекции возмущатся не стали, просто молча посмотрели на меня. Вспомнил про эксперимент, подумал: "так предмет там лежит, где моя настоящая кровать". Решил выйти в соседнюю комнату. Ага сейчас, меня обратно выкинуло в эту. Попробовал ещё раз, причём возмущался мне мол надо бабушку в соседней комнате повидать. На этот раз выйти получилось. Бабушка лежит на своей кровати и спрашивает:
"Зачем внучёк видеть меня хотел?" Ничего ей не отвечаю, прекрасно понимаю, что это тоже проекция. Подумал, что стоит выйти на балкон и проснулся от звонка будильника.

Выводы:
1. Не получилось высоко взлететь.
2. Перекинуло в другую локацию.
3. Хоть здание было пятиэтажное снаружи, внутри лестница была почти что бесконечна.
4. Передвигался методом желания. Желал сдвинуться туда и там оказывался. С обычной ходьбой были проблемы.
5. Дом примыкал вплотную к девятине.
6. Словил два ложных просыпания.


30 LD. Moving by the method of desire.
December 20, 2011

I am in a abandoned workshop with a friend. There was no awareness yet. I went down to earth. A friend stayed on the roof of the workshop. Then I tried to fly to a friend. It didn’t work out. Then I jumped up and bent my knees - I did so in previous lucid dreams, then the result was - hovering a meter above the ground, now I’ve come off only 1 cm from the ground, practically nothing. I thought: “So you can’t fly in this dream.” After this phrase, I finally realized that I was in a dream, looked at my hands and flew out. But did not wake up.

I ended up in a certain room. There were no people there. I realized again that I was in a dream. I thought that it was necessary to gain a foothold, but here a strange thing arose - at all there were not only tactile sensations, but also sensations of a dreaming body in general. I realized that if I now begin to gain a foothold, I’ll cure myself of dream.
The same problems arose with movement - I could only move holding on to the wall this time, and secondly, when I wanted to go with my feet as usual, I was taken out of my dreaming body into the “observer position” and I saw (and in extremely poor quality) how my dream the body walks in the same place.
By the method of desire, I began to move around. I looked at the end of the corridor, wished that I wanted to move there, and slowly began to move in that direction, holding on to the wall.

I went out onto the landing. I looked down the aperture - it seemed that I was in a tall 9-story building at least. There were floors above me too. I began to go down, I thought that the stairs could go on forever, but I don’t want to. The wish was immediately fulfilled. I go down first to the 6th floor. The numbering on the wall is 0, then 3, and then the first. I went outside.

I thought that I was in "O. - the real name of the village." Judging by the reality, the terrain is different.
Like that. In real life there is a white nine-story building perpendicular to it with a five-story brick (gray brick) house from which I came out, in real life there is only a five-story building, but the entrances are turned in the opposite direction. In a dream, he is deployed, placed in a tight nine, which blocks the exit from the yard, and is also enlarged in size.
I go around the nine-story building and go up to the first entrance. I remembered about the experiment with Nomad, picked up some object from the Earth, and transformed it into mine. The sizes really differed from the real one. I went up to the porch. I opened the door and began to call Nomad - no one came to the call. I went to the second door, opened it, extended my hand and ... ... the dream was over.

I open my eyes and see the television in my room. It is not clear what it was standing on, but it was at the level of my height if I got out of bed. The TV is small, black, Sony - it was written that way. The antenna behind is the Mustache. The telly itself was turned on, but did not work - "White noise".I remembered that before that I read on the forum about an experiment with sticking my hands through the TV. I thought about getting up, or trying, but I understood that if I get up, I wake up, turned away from him and tried to sleep.

I opened my eyes due to the fact that they received light from the computer monitor. I realized that I was not on my bed. My classmates are sitting next to the computer. At first I saw two, then when I got up, I saw that they were sitting around even more. They only talked if you ask them. I said that this is a dream, and you are just projections of real personalities. The projections did not become indignant, they just looked at me silently.
I remembered about the experiment, I thought: "so the subject lies where my real bed is."
I decided to go into the next room. Yeah now, I was thrown back into this one. I tried again, and I was indignant at the supposedly need to see my grandmother in the next room. This time it turned out. Grandma lies on her bed and asks: "Why did the grandson want to see me?" I don’t answer anything, I understand perfectly well that this is also a projection. I thought it was worth going out onto the balcony and woke up from the alarm.

Findings:
1. It did not work out to fly high.
2. Threw to another location.
3. Although the building was five-story outside, inside the staircase was almost endless.
4. Moved by the method of desire. I Wished to move there and ended up there. There were problems with walking.
5. The house adjoined close to the ninth.
6. I caught two false spills.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

Semi-lucid jumps through different times and places. E.g. Watching some japanese kids graduation ceremony in a school.
Then staying a while at a really nice place where people from my sangha are settling. There are two locations with bungalows in green hills. I am staying in one, but taking a bus to the other, out of curiosity. In there people are gathering in the garden and enjoying a spontaneous party. It gets late for me to go back to my location, so I kinda stay there, but no place to sleep.

I reencounter Evangelion, he is married now, but we kiss and without much talking we plan to see each other secretly. To avoid text messages and phone calls, he subscribed to a local paper I just had with me and we post ads with appointments to meet that only we can understand. The location is a kind of a motel in a train station. We meet there. We don't talk much. We start getting comfortable, I prepare to take a shower, but he challenges me to talk for a bit. So we lay down in bed and talk. He asks me if I have any big regret. I think hard and first say no, but then start telling him the story about Wolfboy and how we were in love and he proposed to me. Someone knocks on the door. I go check and see a woman looking angry. It's not his wife, so I open, but in an angle she can't see Evangelion anyway. She asks if I am alone, I say yes, she calls me a liar, says she heard two voices talking and one was a man. I say go away and shut the door to her face. But there is another door on the back and someone knocks there too. I tell Evangelion to hide as I send her away but she just barges in with another woman, they see him crawling away but don't see who he is. Anyway they don't know any of us. They just start preaching that they are some kind of women's league for the protection of marriages and they disrupt lovers meeting.

Awake/explanation
Normal dream
Lucid dream

I went to bed around 11:30 PM, and forgot to set my alarms. I woke up around 3 AM from a dream and didn't voice memo it, so I only remember a sliver:

I was in a store with a friend of mine (Brooks, who shows up in a lot of dreams apparently) and we were looking around, when I spotted a rack of video-games. Curious, I stopped to thumb through them (this also happens a lot in dreams, lol, I guess in real life too in thrift stores). There were games there of various generations but no prices really lept out at me as good enough to pull the trigger on.

That's pretty much it for that fragment, then I remember lying down to WILD. I forced myself to get up and use the restroom (I was about to fall back asleep straight out) and when I got back I laid down and closed my eyes. It went very quickly, and suddenly I was startled back into waking mind by the sensation that my whole body was vibrating and there was a loud, train like sound in my ears. I knew these were just sleep vibrations, and as they passed, I laid still and listened. I kept my eyes shut and felt my heart beating fast from the start that I was given.

At this point I don't remember what happened. I think that after the noises passed, I may have actually been asleep and didn't realize it. It's also possible the noises passed, left me startled in bed, and I quickly fell asleep normally. I probably should have sat up and reality checked after the noises passed, because it may have been a totally successful WILD if I had.

At any rate, when I woke up this morning it was from another fragment:

I was in my car driving up a high-way ramp when for some reason I pulled over onto the side of the ramp and waited for a gap in cars (something made me do this but I can't remember what). Eventually, a gap came and I pulled out into the road, then pulled into the left lane because there was nobody there behind me and I figured I'd have time to get up to speed. As I did this and turned forwards, I realized another car was coming down the ramp the wrong way, and I quickly yanked my car into the right lane again. There were two guys riding on one motorcycle in-front of me, and I put on the brakes to not run into them. They put on their brakes at the same time, and as I wasn't braking hard enough, I pulled my wheel to the right to go off the ramp again. However, they pulled to the right too, and my car gently pushed their motorcycle off the embankment down the hill, while they both jumped off.

I quickly jumped out of my car and, for some reason, immediately ran down the hill to catch the motorcycle. When I got there, I picked it up and realized it wasn't much of a motorcycle at all-- it was like a little tiny motorcycle for children. I picked it up and hauled it back up the hill and set it on the pavement. The guy who was driving was the older brother of two siblings, and he apologized to me first, saying that he had slammed on the brakes because he was afraid there was a car coming, and if he had just kept going it would have been fine. I told him it was okay, I also could have just gone around them I guess, but anyway no harm done. Then he tried to start his bike and it wouldn't work.

I told him, which I knew from earlier in the dream somehow, that there was a mechanic up the ramp and across the street on the other side, as I walked with him and his brother up the ramp. I pointed it out to him, and he went inside a nearby building for some reason (I think it was a fast food joint). I started walking across the street (for some reason abandoning my car), and that's the last thing I remember before waking up.

29 ОС. Передать предмет Nomad.
18 декабря 2011
Я Осознался на открытой местности. Сразу вспомнил про эксперимент с Nomad - передать загаданный мной предмет. Так как дверей вокруг не было, я решил подойти к спрайту и спросить знает ли он Nomad. Спрайт был в виде моего друга.
-Ты Nomad Знаешь?
-Нет
-А кто ты такой? Что ты тут делаешь знаешь?
-Не знаю
Было видно, что спрайт загрузился. Тогда я решил протянуть ему предмет, посмотреть что он с ним сделает. Спрайт не долго думая взял, рассмотрел его и выкинул его в море. Пришлось идти искать предмет. Когда я его нашёл проснулся.

Выводы:
1. В то время я проводил эксперимент с пользователем Nomad. Пытался передать камень во сне. Передать не вышло. Nomad загаданный предмет так и не узнала.


29 LD. Transfer the item to Nomad.
December 18, 2011

I realized in the open terrain. I immediately remembered the experiment with Nomad - to convey the subject I had envisioned. Since there were no doors around, I decided to go to the sprite and ask if he knew Nomad. Sprite was in the form of my friend.
-You Nomad you know?
-Not
-And who are you? What are you doing here know?
-I do not know
It was clear that the sprite was loading. Then I decided to give him an object, to see what he would do with it. Sprite took it without hesitation, examined it and threw it into the sea. I had to go look for an item. When I found him I woke up.

Findings:
1. At that time, I was conducting an experiment with a Nomad user. Tried to pass the stone in a dream. Transfer failed. Nomad did not recognize the hidden object.

Throughout the night I recalled only fragments that went nowhere. They would always come in pairs. Strangely was that one of the two would always dance around the border of lucidity. In one of these encounters I was delving in the concept of lucidity with someone else. In another, my dream self would always feel unease around the oddness of the dream world. I was always present during their runtime.

When I opened my eyes prior to this last dream, it was already 10:30 am. I debated in my head if a WBTB felt proper. I decided not to. There was a thought inside my head this morning. A belief, that if I could by any chance stretch another hour of sleep, I would become lucid in a dream. I tossed and turned and long enough a sense of sluggishness reeled in. I wasn't aware when I had fallen asleep.

* * *

After tossing and turning for what felt like hours, I gave up. I remember feeling pretty ordinary and awake. I hold still for a few seconds, should a final memory reveal itself. When I opened my eyes, I saw a different bedroom. It was a place that existed in reality, my own bedroom (I'm currently staying somewhere else). To my right lied two more beds. The last one was disheveled and covered in clothing. The table at the end, opposite the beds, was empty. A large window stood in front of it. The light was on and colored the space in a strong orange tint. I felt like grabbing some breakfast after taking a shower.

While I grabbed a pair of socks, a t-shirt and some shorts from the pile of clothes, my father entered. He sported a plain white shirt, some shorts and sandals. I notice a laptop on his hands, as well as a small black device that looks like some sort of radio receiver. Upon seeing it I took for granted it was a speaker for the laptop. He sits and places his belongings on the table and watches T.V.

I hadn't decided yet what I wanted to wear and juggle too many socks on my hands. I remember there was a dark shirt around the pile I wanted to grab but I couldn't find it.

Dad senses the struggle and asks while watching, "Need any help?".

"Uh, no," I respond.

I stop for a moment and contemplate for a second. Looking back to the light I think, perhaps I overslept into the night and it's already late. Lowering my eyes, I notice I already have the shirt I want on my hands.

After closing the bathroom door I sit on the toilet. I don't know why, but I keep looking at my hands. As I stretch them out in front of me, I notice they're unnaturally pale. My vision is a bit weird also, like someone decided to drop a visual effect on the scene. I turn back to my hands and stare for long seconds. I stare… my eyes widen, oh my god, I'm dreaming!!! This is a dream! I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming, I'm dreaming!. I am beyond excited. The reality check worked! It finally worked!.

Thrilled, I turn my gaze towards the door. I sense fear.

A monster or demon lies on the other side of this door.

I come back to my senses. Don't be a fool! Remember that expectation rules in this place. If you do not give it focus, nothing will happen.

I become hesitant. The door appears menacing, towering in front of me. I try a different approach. A primitive reaction fills inside me. Women! Yes, if I open the door and imagine beautiful women standing on the other side, it should work!. I have some doubts but open the door anyway.

A hallway stretches out for a good six meters or so. I can see a sink and a mirror far away. This passage is old. I can see the paint peeling off from the corners of its walls. They are painted evenly of dark bluish tones. As I walk around the narrow path fear has already left me. I'm so happy for my success, I don't know what to do! I notice how I'm walking for the first time in my dream. It's like in the book! A mental intention, not a physical one.

I try speaking, but no sound comes out. I try shouting with greater strength, but the sounds are muffled as if being underwater. I look up at the ceiling and think of flying. Will I make it happen? I try setting my intention clear. I want to will myself up but I'm afraid I will crash on the ceiling. Nothing happens.

A vibratory sensation penetrates my sides. It is a strong, uncomfortable feeling. I realize the dream is about to collapse. I can feel it getting stronger, and when engulfed by it I'm already awake.

* * *

Turns out the practice was successful. After one long 3 year break from this hobby, it only took 11 days to get back in the game. I must continue the practice, I can do this. We, can do this.

only dreams i had this week were very short.

one dream with Jesus in it, but i don't really remember it.

Another dream had something to do with picard. He had all these extra starfleet shirts or something and some teenager guy needed a new shirt.

Nothing about Jamie. I hope to remember something good from her this week.

There are many dreams that can be described in a bad way, but here is a list of those that cannot.

• two great adventures
• getting the girl
• The Dream Guide
• Insnow Out!
• Helpful Subconscious
• Fighting and Bending
• To the Sun
• ELEMENTS; Iron Defense
• TRUE SYNESTHESIA
• Island of Wonders
• Violin Fantasy

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7/3/2020
Took melatonin and B-complex vitamins
Fell asleep at 1:30AM.
Woke up at 6:30AM, woke up, went pee, came back. Used SSILD
Woke up at 8AM,
Woke up at 9:30AM, with recall. Wrote down all the dreams I remembered

What to work on: Writing down tags upon waking from alarm and using SSILD
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Dream 1(,slow breach and clear, Shaun watching me play game): I was in a slow-mo breach and clear sort of game and after clearing a few rooms it was done and I was interacting with this small screen which itself was a game. Shaun was watching me play this one and I felt bad because I thought I had been playing it for hours and he was just watching.

Dream 2(matteo and I living in room, cant find underwear, teacher offering prize, principal robot): Matteo and I were living in a room together only a school trip or something. I needed to change but couldnt find where I put my underwear. Right before we decided to leave a girl(maybe erica) came down the stairwell in our place. We all went to a presentation and a teacher was trying to get our attentiont by offering a prize to the people who do. I wanted the prize. We all sat down and then he started talking and handed off the presentation to the principal. Shortly after the principle started, a robot that looked very much like her came in through the door on the side and started saying stuff. It appeared preplanned.

Dream 3(Risk in backyard): I was playing risk with the boys in my backyard and at one point the board was gone and only the pieces remained on the grass so we decided fuck it the game is over.

Dream 4(course w/ boxes and moving platforms, tons of hot tubs and closer wants to get us all in trouble): I was in this VR game where you go through like this dungeon and I had to kill some baddies and find the end. I found a crowbar and another item and was wielding those. There were things to crouch under or I had to lie under one at one point. I found the end. Then there was this course with a moving platform that went next to a lot of glowing boxes and I had to use my weapon to touch all the boxes and they would change color. I finished the course and then Phoebe wanted me to jump and hit the last ones so I tried that. Then when we were done on our course we visited Lorne's course where there was a ton of hot tubs lined up and he was putting the covers back on to close up. He put them on TERRIBLY so we started readjusting them and an employee of the palce came out saying he didnt like how we did it and he had already had to fix them once today. He wanted to get us all in trouble and so I told him it was only Lorne, we were just helping to fix it. He didnt believe us so I told him to look at the footage from the cameras and he said oh for sure he will.

28 миниОС Лифт.
13 декабря 2011
Я был в незнакомой квартире вместе с мамой в многоэтажном здании на 6 этаже. Вышел в подъезд и спустился на первый этаж. Внизу по ступенькам стал подниматься мужик. Почему то он у меня вызвал опасения. Я поскорее вызвал лифт и поехал, как думал на 6-ой. Но лифт стал подниматься и опускаться. Очень долгое время он так и ездил вверх-вниз. Двери не открывались. Я стал нажимать на кнопки стоп и вызов. Кнопки были необычной формы - круглые и большие без всяких знаков; кнопок этажей так же не видел только эти две стоп и вызов. В конце концов лифт остановился на восьмом. Я вышел спустился два этаже по ступенькам, и стал вспоминать в какую квартиру надо зайти. Вспомнил, квартира была за серо-зелёной железной дверью. Дверь была открыта - вообще у меня всегда во сне все двери открытые.

Зайдя внутрь попытался закрыть дверь. Понял, что я во сне, и дверь закрывать не имеет смысла. Успел увидеть маму сидящую на полу в коридоре, затем поглядел на свои руки и проснулся.

Выводы:
1. Осознание под конец сна сильно короткое, ничего не успел сделать.
2. Возможно мне частично помог осознаться лифт, хотя само осознание пришло позже.


28 miniLD lift.
December 13, 2011

I was in an unfamiliar apartment with my mother in a high-rise building on the 6th floor. I went out into the staircase and went down to the first floor. Down the stairs a man began to climb. For some reason, he aroused my concern. I quickly called the lift and drove off, as I thought on the 6th. But the lift began to rise and fall.
For a very long time he went up and down. Doors did not open. I began to press the stop and call buttons. The buttons were of unusual shape - round and large without any signs; Buttons of floors also did not see only these two stops and a call. In the end, the elevator stopped at the eighth.
I went down two floors down the stairs, and began to remember which apartment to go into. I remembered that the apartment was behind a gray-green iron door. The door was open - in general I always have all the doors open in a dream.

Going inside tried to close the door. I realized that I was in a dream, and it makes no sense to close the door. I managed to see my mother sitting on the floor in the corridor, then I looked at my hands and woke up.


Findings:
1. Awareness at the end of dream is very short, did not have time to do anything.
2. Perhaps the lift partially helped me realize, although awareness itself came later.

Im in some hallway and people start grabbing red chairs, they are passing at a fast pace by my side. I tried to grab one but I think one of my exgirlfriends has it already, and she walks away.

On this seen my exgirlfriend appears again, we're on a balcony and as I'm looking down, I tell her: "look at the white statues linning up, those are the children of the Virgen Of Fatima"(she was very devoted to saints of the Catholic church, probl. until now). Then the scene changes and I'm really close to her, then I'm on top of her, we're laying down in some stairway. Then she tell me: "now you have to marry me". (I feel really puzzeld since we're already married w/ children).

Now I'm in some kind of artshow or gallery, there's a big crowd of people, and someone is walking by me. When I enter a room there's a young female artist, doing really simple custom drawings for sale. I see her drawing with colorpencils, some kind of blue unicorn, with it's eyes closed. the costumer says something like: "look, for lucid dreaming" .(since I'm an artist, instead of feeling some envy, I say: "I hope she continues to be very successful in her works".

Note: More clues from the REM mask highlated on red.
On first fragment I see how the red chairs disguises as the led lights blinking on the mask.
Also the white statues linning up disguises as the afterflash and series of clues, of the mask.
Again there's the importance of doing a RC during the day when bright colors appear, linning up items and so on...Being aware of any surroundings and elements in walking life. Then becoming aware and gain lucidity in the dream.