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Alright so this dream (where I remember it) started in this tower that was sort of like a hospital. It looked like it was in construction and had open walls but then it changed in further in the dream. This tower also had a DH trail on it and I wanted to ride it but the lady that brought us here said we couldn't until we walked down to the bottom of the tower (wtf?). So anyways, this tower had zombie in it and other creepy shit, thus why I categorized it as a nightmare. So in this dream this tower was like a video game but it was also real life at the same time so it was weird. So we started our jounrey down, I was following a guy with a white T-shirt and black short hair. When we started going I turned on the mute button my TV remote (Sorry this is hard to explain) so anyways we started going. What we did was we went up to these hallways that branched off and had rooms on either side. There was one room that actually had a zombie in it and the others were fake. I was still terrifed, I am deathly afraid of zombies. So we got into the first room and it was a bedroom with posters all around and a bed in the middle of it and the zombie was at the foot of the bed, the guy shot and killed him. So for a while this dream became a blur and was pretty much just me being terrified out of my mind. So then we came up to another hallway and I decided to open the first door on the left and when I opened it there was just more doors but I was so freaked out and I shot inside it. Then we came down to the bottom and that's all I can remember

My dream recall is still quite bad, but from time to time I still have a vivid lucid fortunately.

I wake up.
I'm in bed at my parents place, and immediately I notice that something feels completely off.
I get up and investigate my surroundings.
Most of my stuff is missing. I used to have a tv here, and an old computer I turned into a fileserver.
All of that, including my desk, all of it is gone.
Everything feels sort of dull and grey, like I'm not really aware.

Awareness? I wonder if I'm dreaming. Yes! I must be!
I rub my hands. Weird, doing so feels very vivid and intense, why is everything so grey?
I decide it is not the dream that is not vivid/stable, but that my room isn't lit properly.
I open the window of my room wanting to jump out.

What is this? Everything is so green. I am in a tropical forest.
What is my parents house doing in a tropical forest?
I jump down to investigate further.
There are small lakes everywhere and the air is very fresh.
I follow one of the lakes enjoying the nice air, feeling the wind on my skin and looking at the sun rays shining through the leaves of the trees covering the sky.
Somehow I feel attracted to a specific location not far away.

Once I get there I find a caterpillar on a big leaf.
It is very colorful and excited.
Why do I know it is excited? I can clearly feel it.
I approach it and look at it very closely.
It's moving to the edge of the leaf and lets itself hang down from the edge.

It quickly transforms into a chrysalis.
How interesting, will I see it transform into a butterfly?
I can feel excitement yet again. But it is not my excitement, it is the one of the caterpillar.
It becomes clear to me that I can somehow feel what the caterpillar is feeling.
It is afraid. Afraid because it knows it's whole body is about to be turned upside down, all it's organs rearranged.
But this feeling is completely overwhelmed by the excitement of becoming a butterfly, and being able to fly.

As it's body starts transforming, the soon to be butterfly is starting to dream.
It dreams about being a butterfly and flying through the skies.
It is no longer worried, just extremely excited.
At some point I think about telling it to control its excitement, or else it might wake up.
But then I realize I wouldn't know how to do that.

The butterfly wakes up, knowing that the metamorphosis is completed.
It emerges from the chrysalis and spreads its wings.
They are very beautiful, with very strong tones of orange red and yellow.
Even though the butterfly is so excited to fly, it has to wait until its wings are hardened.

Once they are, the butterfly takes off and flies high off into the sky.
It immediately knows how to fly and how to be a butterfly, even though it was a caterpillar all its life.

Went to bed 1:OO
Goals: Eat something and teleport
No mems first WBTB
7:51 I rem watching a soccer game. David was playing against a team of four people. On the other team i only rem this guy who went to elementary and middle school with me but he doesnt look younger in the dream. Im on the sideline talking here and there with pablo. I rem that th team with four is scoring quite a few goals and the whole time dav seems pissed off.

I rem one play where the ball rolls to me and i pass it back into the game to dav, he turns and trys to take a shot from the other side of the field but it goes to the guy in the white shirt who kind of falls sliding to stop for the ball. He takes it down line and tries to volley it in over dav but it got blocked somehow. Cant rem anything else specifically.

*Not sure if this is seperate or from earlier in the previous flash. Im sitting somewhere and i think there are alot of people from the old soccer team but i just rem victor, he walks up to me and im sitting and he actually seems pretty cool, like hes not being a dick. When i greet him i call him by a different name but cant rem what. He corrects me saying his name is victor, and then i say something like i know what your name is .... I say something else that makes him laugh but cant rem what it was.

Went to bed again at 9
9:47 Im at davs house and my sister is there too, i feel like earlier in the dream i convinced my sister to go along with me. I dont rem much of inside his house but we go outside, i rem walking through these strips of plastic hanging from the roof by the door, instead of curtains. I kind of dragged a few of them outside with me/ Then the dream shifts and i am hanging out with matthew although in the same backyard, it looks more like matthews though.

We walk out and i notice there are two picnic tables. I say hey what happened to your pool and he kind of looks at me funny. I say didnt you used to have a pool there and i dont know if he answers. We climb onto a small wooden playground that is now in the middle of the yard. After asking about the pool i bring up other memories from back in the day. I think we are talking about his name and i say i rem when your parents and sisters would call you mateo. I dont rem what he says but then i start trying to pronounce it better, i rem giving it a few tries and asking if i said it correctly but i rem he just kind of smirked and said no.

DJ Log: June 26, 2011 – 9:15AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am walking with a couple of friends through a huge, multilevel shopping mall, looking for May's Surplus, a military surplus store. The mall has large spiral staircases throughout the main area, as well as elevators. The center of the common area is open so you can see the floors above and below. The mall is laid out with a main hub area and several wings that branch off from the corners of the hub.

We stop and look at the mall directory and map for a bit. This is no help at all, as the store names don't match what's really there, as well as the shape of the floor layout is wrong. I find May's on the map, but it says it's right behind us. When we turn around, there's a Harbor Freight and a Taco Bell there. One of my friends suggests that we may be on the wrong floor, so we walk toward the nearest elevator.

We step into a large elevator and look at the control panel. The buttons are not very helpful, as the numbers and letters appear to be in Chinese. We look at each other puzzled for a moment, then decide to take “pot luck” and press a button. The door closes and the elevator feels like it's moving quickly. After a brief moment, the elevator stops and we almost fall against the wall from the inertia. The doors open and we are on the same floor, right in front of Taco Bell. Disgusted, I press a couple more buttons, and the elevator starts moving again without closing the doors. We can see several floors go by, and I spot the May's Surplus store as we're moving. I frantically hit a bunch of buttons, but the elevator just speeds up. It finally stops what seems like 5-6 floors away from where we want to be. Deciding that we're getting nowhere, I suggest that we take the stairs.

We walk up a large spiral staircase which leads us out through the roof and up about 3 stories into the sky. There is an exit door at the top of the stairs which leads nowhere. My friends turn around and walk back down the stairs, but I decide to go out the door and climb down the exterior of the stairwell. The stairs and framework are built from steel tubing and beams, so I can see my friends walking down the stairs as I climb down the exterior of the structure. When we get to the bottom and find ourselves standing in the parking lot. I look at my friends with a confused expression for a moment, then walk back into the mall.

When we re-enter the mall, we immediately find the May's entrance. Right at the entrance, there is a display case full of grenades and smoke bombs. On the other side are pallets of banged up ammo cans on sale for $2 each. The nicer ones are $5 each and there are really big ones for $15. We walk in a little further and see display racks full of camouflage wear. This front part of the store is small, but there is an entryway at the back that leads into the larger part of the store.

There is a security checkpoint at a entryway leading to the rest of the store where we go through a TSA-like security screening .While being screened, the security officer asked me to lift my shirt to show the belt line. I lifted my shirt and they told me to turn around and walk over to a table. When I get to the table, the officer told me to turn around and he patted me down, starting at the cuffs of my pants. When he got to my butt, he spent a little extra time patting down that region. He stops and calls another officer over to check me. The second officer comes over and pats my butt for a bit, then says to the other officer, “This one should be checked thoroughly.” Before I know it, there are 4 security officers standing around me, staring at my butt. I turn around and say, “Did you find anything you like?” I give a naughty smile, then turn and walk away.

I catch up to my friends and we continue walking. The entrance that led into the rest of the store actually leads back into the mall again. However, this wing of the mall is in Canada, as there are ICE checkpoints all over the place. We walk down the wing for a bit, then find a store that doesn't have a regular open or glass storefront. Instead, it has a single steel door with a sign above it. The sign is in a foreign language, so I'm not sure what it is. I open the door and wake up.

I was in a restaurant and recognized characters in white or yellowish hoodies. They were going to kill
me and someone that I was with. I tried to get my friends attention to warn them. I don't think I was
able to warn them, but I got up and left the room before the evil people could kill me.

I was in a building that had lots of rooms because I kept running through different rooms to get away.
On two occasions, two small men would come through an open doorway to get me. Instead of running away,
I ran after them. They weren't expecting that and they ended up running away. Then a single guy came
through an open doorway. I ran after him and surprised, he ran away too.

Then I was at my dad's old house. I had a '65 limmo/charger in the garage. I was with 3 women in some
kind of costumes. One was a '50s waitress or something. Then there was one that I really liked, but I don't
remember what she was wearing. I think she was in black. Then there was another lady that I don't remember
anything about.

I commented on how odd it was that I was with three women.

My dad lived on a corner, so as we walked up one street, we had to pass the other street that ran along my
dad's house. I told the ladies I would come back for them. I went up to my dad's house trying not to be
noticed by the bad guys. I made it up to the garage where I saw my dad. My dad used to be
a trigger to lucid dreaming, but not so much lately.

My dad was showing me cap guns I could use to scare the bad guys. Then the guns he was offering became shrapnel guns.
The idea was like a .22 where there was a small projectile, but still a low caliber weapon. I thought it would be weak compared
to what the bad guys had.

My dad started showing me knives then. I thought that was worse than the guns. Then, when I decided I should at least get a
couple shrapnel guns, I found the knives more accessible. I loaded up on throwing knives.

I went over to the car in the garage. I uncovered it and got in. I was hoping it would start because it looked as though it had been
parked for some time. Before I got a chance to drive it and pick up the girls I was supposed to pick up, I dream-skipped.

I was in a house where the bad guys were still after me. I was looking out windows waiting for them. I had a shotgun. I was going to
be ready to blow them away. I decided that they would likely shoot a machine gun through the windows before they even got to my
place, so I found a window that they would hit last. I positioned myself so I could blow them away.

I remember cocking my shotgun. There was a handle on the shotgun slide I had to pull back and push back forward.

That was the end of the dream, but I had a hard time getting my shotgun ready, and I remember feeling great that I was ready. I
also remember taking a practice shot, but it may have been a mental practice shot.

Sunday, June 26th

I. Boston

A much more vivid and lengthy dream memory than I’ve had the past few nights. I have the sensation of being in the dream for more than an entire day. I am travelling to Boston, the city I grew up nearest to and visited often, with a group that I believe is a mix of people that exist and people my dream invented. While there, the purpose for me being there changes several times, as does the climate.

My memory starts as the van we are in pulls into a parking deck. I have the sensation of having been on that van for a very long time, possibly all the way from North Carolina where I now live. As we get out I see my old friend E.R, and my mind justifies my being here now as a visit to see him. We talk briefly but he does not appear again.

We are soon sitting in a public place, and somebody tells me that there has recently been a terrorist attack on Boston in the past few days and they blew up the clock tower (I can’t think now of what clock tower he may have been referring to.) Somebody expresses a hope that Fenway Park was not affected as well. I’m confused and slightly offended by that. We are then told that we are no more than one mile away from Fenway by none other than Mr. W, one of my high school math teachers. This excites one of the girls with us who is wearing a green Sox shirt. We talk briefly about the park, and I tell her how even if you don’t enjoy baseball that much (I don’t) it’s still a beautiful building to visit and still an experience worth having. (This is mimicking a conversation I have had in physical reality somewhat recently.)

Soon I am exploring with another person in the group, a male, but I cannot remember who it may have been. I have recently seen a clock that says that it’s about 2:30 in the afternoon. We are both for some reason on scooters and I am riding mine down a flight of stairs. The way that it glides effortlessly down the stairs strikes me as somewhat odd, but before I can think about it I realize I am cutting somebody off. I apologize and my dream memory skips again.

From here on out this dream is a bit hard to explain.

We are suddenly in a semi large crowd that are all gathered in front of a few windows. They are all bustling angrily around (This is mimicking the same physical conversation.) Suddenly there are water balloons being thrown into the crowd and I then find myself behind the window helping with the throwing. (I throw one that I think hits a small girl in the head…) Then I am back to where I was standing right before that, and I think it is C.I exclaiming urgently that we have to be back because it is past 3 A.M. (I now think that I'm here to play my past summer gig, which this week ended prematurely.) I remember this seeming odd to me too, and I wonder how that much time could have possibly gone by (I guess I did not wonder enough though.) This confusion is compounded when I see the same clock that still reads the same time, however that confusion remains confusion.

I think it is now the next day and it is the dead of winter. A group of us are trekking through the snow to somebody’s store, where I believe I stay for much of the day. When we get there I notice how cold my computer has gotten (that’s the one thing I remember having with me though I had been carrying much on my back.) I now can’t really recall anything that happens here except for when I decide to leave. I am completely alone in the store, everyone else has gone and I am expected to catch up with them. I am walking around looking for what I need to pack and preparing myself for being out in the bitter cold. I remember having the thought about how to protect the computer again. Then I hear whoever owns the store about to come back inside and I am suddenly outside the building watching this happen through the wall. (?) I have an idea that I should put on my giant chicken head mask to mess with him, in fact I have a vision of myself telling somebody else about having already done it (?) however I wake from this dream pretty soon after this.

*Since I started typing this dream I have noticed that I got a message from E.R during the night, who I do not hear from that often, AND another friend of mine sent me a video of the Prudential Center tower in Boston being hit by lightning earlier this month. Not quite premonitions, at all, but the synchronicity of it gives me a nice warm feeling.*

2:30 AM
10:30 AM

High as balls on cannabis, had a few beers as well

My trip in wildwood is about to end. Everyone is packing up their leftovers in the basement of their house. The group comprised of Angela and her friends are packing up a bag full of yummy drinks. They have organic rooibos iced tea in the shape of Arizona iced tea cans, almost a full pack of this obscure brand name distilled purified water (which had a nozzle that you could suck the water out of and was a pint sized bottle) and these bangin white iced tea flavored drinks. I take a purified water drink and it tastes so cold and so refreshing. Angela and her friend see me doing this and ask me, "What are you doing?" I think that they were leaving the bag of drinks here since the bus is already loading and almost ready to go. (I realize later that I was driving home in my waking state) Angela and her friends leave to go to the bus and I take a white iced tea and have a sip. The basement is empty. The only people left are me and a strange woman who I think is the Landlord but she seemed supernatural. I feel possessed by something. Not a demon, but something friendly. All of a sudden my eyes turn red, and my field of vision goes out and turns red as well, and I feel like something is inside of me. (I don't remember what it said but it was telling me be who I always wanted to be or something along the lines of that. I was having a small conversation with it on that subject.) It was definitely female. Every time it wanted to communicate with me my eyes and my field of vision turned red.

The scene transitioned from what happened above to me either talking to a dragonfly about an experience that she had or me being the female dragonfly (I'm a guy in real life) telling someone else a story about an experience I had.

This is a first person perspective as told from the dragonfly since thats how it occurred in my dream
So I was flying, and this thing comes and attacks me and I die. (Then I saw a scene of it flying and it losing all of its hearts like in zelda. Then it turns into a skeleton.) I come back to life, and I'm flying again. Another thing comes and attacks me. I die again. I come back to life and continue flying.

Cant remember anymore

Dream - Lucid

I was in a night club, one that I frequent in waking life. It looked a little different, but I knew it was the same place. I was there with some friends, one being someone I just met. He was a little yellow-ish bird name Twitter. He could talk. His voice sounded like a little boy's. We were very good friends.

I then remember seeing a stack of notes on white paper. They were written in purple ink, and told how, when, and where people were going to die. Many people's notes said they'd die the next day. Mine was in there, but I didn't want to see it. My brother found it and showed it to me, however. I ended up reading it. I don't remember what it said, but it was a very obscure way to die. I can't remember the date of death at all, though. I didn't really believe it, I was very indenial.

I then remember looking for Twitter. I really felt a longing to find him and spend time with him. I also remember making a video for a contest saying how Twitter would die. It was a strange video. I had taken the beginning of another video, then made the rest of it myself. I remember there being computers and a tall building in the video. My brother informed me that I had won the contest. I saw it as the homepage for the website that was hosting the contest.

I was in a void, I heard a voice and thought it was mydead uncle Keith. I tried to speak to him, but I don't remember an answer. Then I was facing a big tooth diagram. I was instructing people somehow on how drawing speacial marks on your teeth will allow them to speak to the dead. I made marks on the teeth. I drew on the edge of a moller and said that most people drew lines that way. I then drew a big X through the center of a big muller and told everyone that a few people can even talk to the dead with marks through the center, it was a rarity. The dream ended.

Interpretation:
I think i had this dream because tomorrow and after tomorrow i will have 2 exams that are very important to my future. But this dream was a kind of boring.

I can´t tell you all about my dream because i can´t remember all of my dream.
All i remember is that i was on school to do an exam and all classrooms were full, so i had to do my exam on the secretary of the employee with another classmate

This is my first dream since i started my journey to a lucid dream.

I was at school sitting at a table at lunch with some friends. I somewhat felt the need to try and sleep, I assume that I was tired. The girl from a lot of my other dreams hit my head and walked off, a friend of mine asked "what was that about?" to which I answered "I honestly don't know." Then I woke up.

It was a boring and disapointing dream.

Awake - Dream - Lucid

I woke up in my bed and instantly knew something was wrong. It was in a bed we didn't have, in a room I don't sleep in, and at my house. I knew I was at Johns so something didn't seem right. I did a nose plug RC and could breath. At first I was like, "Wait, am I dreaming". Then did it again and could tell I was breathing though... nothing that time. I even looked at my hands to make sure to notice that on my left hand, my third finger was missing. I honestly wasn't freaked out because that meant I was dreaming for sure. I started feeling absolutely everything to stabilize my dream. Then I proceeded to go outside to fly... ish. I could actually feel my own skepticism and was trying to tell myself, "You're dreaming, you just have to believe this will work". It didn't, haha. I then tried a different technique. I grabbed hold on a tree branch and started doing kind of a rubber band effect. Pull the tree down then use the weight to pull me up. I was getting higher and higher till John came out in the front yard and told me to rake leafs with my sister. I then noticed that there was dozens of bags of leafs everywhere. I wanted to try gliding since the tree thing wasn't working. I went out into the street but I was thinking, "Hey, when you don't take off this cement is going to hurt". I turned back to where all the leafs were and tried to transform them into pillows. It worked, slowly but it worked. John looked really surprised when I told him all the bags of leafs were now pillows. I was about to try to glide and was moving pillows when I realized that I might want to start with something a little easier. Driving! I have never cared for it but in a dream, why not give it a shot to try something new. I went inside while thinking of "I Give It All" by Rise Against. It was playing on the radio once I went back inside and I thought, "Yea, I knew that would happen". Erik was sitting at the table doing I don't know what. I think a Jigsaw. I was asking him where his keys were and he gave me a very vague response, "Oh there over there". I couldn't find them so I went to the backroom to ask my sister.

The dream fades in an instant and I open my actual eyes to John saying, "It's time to get up and help move some of these boxes". I told him, "I really wish you wouldn't have done that because I just had my first dream where I knew it was a dream". I'm typing this up literally seconds after this all happened because my mind is on fire with excitement.

I tried to fall asleep using WILD, but after I got into SP, I didn't manage to get a good "grip" with my anchor.

I find myself in a chair, in a room I never saw before. I was almost lucid, as my anchor was stimulating my lucidity. I get out of the room and reach the street. There, I see a lot of moms of other children from my school. I don't know how, but my anchor started working when I saw them. I shouted "This is a dream!" and they looked to me like I was crazy. I remember my goal, to fly, and I start trying it. I don't manage to fly, but I managed to hover for a little bit. Still not flying, though.

I tried shooting out fireballs, but all I could manage was to get the fireball in my hand, but not throw it. I'm confident I'll do this another time, though.

I then have a false awakening, but I shortly remember I am dreaming and I go out the window and try to fly, but I couldn't. When I hit the ground I woke in a restaurant. I was still lucid. Too stabilize my dream I shouted "I am lucid!". The other guys who where sitting with me at the table looked at me and said "No, you are not!". I punch one of them right in the face. The punch was not of super-human strength, but it was A LOT more powerful than my real life one. That guy flew 20m from my punch. My dream becomes blurry, and I try to stabilize, but too late. I wake up, and I try to DEILD. I get into SP, but I was not sleepy enough.

I won't count this as a WILD, even if the anchor did help me, it helped me only when I was confronting a weird situation. I will count this a DILD.

Oh, and now I can add Super-Strength to my abilities! I will try to WILD 1 hour later again... wish me luck, ok?

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I sat in a restaurant, kind of like a huge "bar & grille" style restaurant. I sat at a booth table with a dark wood backing. There was a thin column that ran on the aisle side of the booth, to the left. To my right was a dark wood wall.

A Japanese business man sat to my left, and another Japanese business man sat across the table from me. Both the men were asleep, with their heads laid down in their arms on the table. A woman stood near us. She may also have been Japanese. She was either a business woman or a waitress.

The Chiaki Naomi song "Yoru he sogu" started playing. I could barely hear it -- it was like it was playing in another room of this huge restaurant, and barely audible from my position. I strained to hear it. I was really excited that such a cool but obscure song was playing in a restaurant like this.

I may or may not have tried to wake the men up so they could hear this song. But now the men started waking up slowly.

I do not remember many of the details of this dream, but here goes:

Gotta get down to the busstop, I see my friend! (A DC that I don't know who is. This is probably how Rebecca Black got the idea for Friday!)
My friend was using a nose-clenching trick to stop time. I tried to do the same, and it worked. There was this guy at the busstop but I don't remember what he did wrong. We got in a fight and I stopped time to fight him. The funny part about this dream is that I actually felt the hurt in my chest after holding my breath for too long. And I couldn't breathe with my nose pinched.
I also had this insanity trick. I could stare someone in the eye in a freaky way, and their facial expression would be as if their mind turned blank. I could then leave them to do mindless stuff, or control their minds! I made the tough guy hurt himself while I went to grab a paddle and beat him. I ended the insanity by making a 'meow' sound.
There were still people trying to beat my friend, but we walked down the sidewalk and I suggested that we should "rob a bank and take a flight to..". I had New York in mind but tried to find a better example. My friend - the DC then completed my sentence with "New York!" and I agreed.
Then as we broke through a window, into a bank, I realised it was a dream.
I didn't know what I wanted to do, so I concentrated hard on deciding something. Then this hot chick showed up and tried to attack my friend. Suddenly I knew what I wanted to do.
I did the insanity trick on her and made her bend over. Then I had some fun.. until I felt myself in my awake body. I tried to hold on to the dream for as long as possible, but my mind slipped into wake-state.