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Date: March/2/2019

This would make my fifth dream today, I had the previous four in the morning and one during my nap.

The first part of the book had my parents helping me decide how to spend some money that I had to buy a book. They advised of a German book store where I could spend some value of money to buy the books (I think it was $200) instead. I remember the fact that the bookstore was German being very important in the dream for some reason.

I then jumped down a small height at the top of the mall of emirates, near the inclined walkways, but I landed painfully on my feet. This is despite the fact I had some sort of electronic kit with me which allowed me to jump without hurting myself, similar to the long fall boots in the Portal videogames.

The final part of the dream entails me looking at myself in a mirror in the bathroom. My hair is shaved on the sides but long at the top, and I comb my hair back to check my hairline. There are no signs of recession at all, unlike real life, where I have a noticeably receding hairline despite only being a teenager. My hair is prickly and coarse, looking like the "after" result of a hair transplant.

Date: 31/May/2018

Another dream from a while ago.

In this dream, my parents are mad at me so for some reason they lock me in my room. I manage to escape through the window, and go downstairs. Several girls from my school are present. My dad runs over, unfolds a paper clip, and begins to violently dig it into the inside of my elbow. No blood is present but the skin is penetrated.

I turn to the girls and state "I want you to see what is happening."

Date: 6/Jun/2018

This is an older dream which I am getting the specifics of through messages I sent friends regarding it when it happened.

This is during the time I was studying for my GCSEs, slightly after rather. I think I just had additional maths remaining after this point. In any case, the first part of the dream consisted of my mother approaching me to inform that my "biology revision" was in the fridge. I went down to the fridge and opened it, and saw mutilated limbs, crushed eyeballs and skulls, brains, and I recall feeling very disturbed and scared.

The next part of the dream... I have a garbage bag and am trying to figure out how to safely dispose of the corpse without alerting authorities, which is weird, as I have no criminal tendencies. There is also a serial killer present, and he claims that the bodies are his victims.

Later, the serial killer escapes my house and reaches this building where I used to have my tennis classes, and after either me or my mom call the FBI (I don't remember which one of us calls them), and a car passes by to abduct the serial killer in a way similar to how the NIS agent abducts the serial killer in the Korean film "I Saw The Devil."

After that, I apparently go to the beach with my dad.


I think that the serial killer in my dream was probably Yoshikage Kira from JoJo part 4.

Date: The summer of 2014

This is a dream fragment I have dating back to around 2014, which I wrote about in my physical dream journal which I've now lost.

It simply consists of there being a large house structure in a field, similar to the house in the Peter Jackson movie Bad Taste. It is night, and there is a huge orange orb in the backyard which I nickname the "annoying orange." I do not eat the orb, however it is presented as a tender and soft, sweet, food. My history teacher (the female one) is present upstairs and I meet her. It shares similarities with dreams I have had about The Global Village, a local festival park.

Date: March/2/12019

This night I had four dreams, but unfortunately none of them were lucid. I do not remember the exact order but I woke up in the middle of the night to try a finger induced lucid dream, which didn't work because I wasn't able to allow myself to fall asleep. I will try again tonight, I sleep at 10pm and must wake up at 5am so I will set the alarm for 2am.

The first dream I had was Vietnam-related. I dreamed that I was in some hotel but I was with my parents, not my schoolmates and teachers in this dream. We are walking for a while and all of a sudden I come across a friend from school, let's nickname him Narwhal, who has a pot full of noodles (not pot noodles, just a pot of noodles). We started eating, but that's all I remember.

I also remember trying to find the villa we were staying at in the hotel, it was villa number 20 and I remember that clearly. There was a villa 22 and 24 on either end, which of course makes no sense looking back on it - an increment of two, and it wasn't even in order?!

This was around the time I woke up in real life to FILD, but I couldn't fall asleep so it didn't work. I'm so close to being able to do it, I'm sure I'll do it one of these nights! I thwarted my own attempt day before yesterday night which was quite unforgiveable but it shows that it's replicable.


Then, I had a false awakening. My false awakening was quite bizarre. In western families, sharing beds with family members might be viewed as weird, however for the less economically fortunate it's more than normal. Usually I use a different blanket or so but when family members are staying over, my father and I must share a bed. I now often sleep on the couch or something instead. This has lead to me ending up sleeping in my dad's bed virtually always whenever he's in a foreign country because his AirCon is so, so, so much better than mine is. In this dream, I woke up and went to my dad's room. He had a packet of those dried Italian sausage things which are absolutely delicious, but this one was kind of three times overfilled for some reason.

I then went to sleep in his bed (I cannot remember whether or not he was in the room, but he was not in the bed), and then woke up a few minutes later to find myself in my own bed. A false awakening.

My penultimate dream occurred in my 7th grade teacher's math class, where I was hearing about how a student in the year higher than me was jumped several times and beaten up severely. I find that math teacher to be one of the friendliest teachers I've ever studied under, so I felt a sense of gratitude toward her in this dream, which contrasts with my current math teacher - whom I absolutely despise and view as an unaccomplished, incomplete, addictive, unsympathetic fool.

How I wish Half-Life 3 existed... it's strange how dreams pull desires from your brain that you don't even recall having, isn't it? My dream featured me playing HL3 as Gordon Freeman, but I was shocked to find that instead of strafing, the A and D buttons caused the character's physical displacement to stay the same, while his body leaned from left to right. This issue was very annoying and I could not amend it.

I then dreamed that I tried to switch the game mode to a target practice mode, similar to what's present in TF2. In the dream, Gordon Freeman and Alyx Vance were present, and I think I even remember Eli Vance - which makes no sense considering how he dies at the end of HL2 - Episode 2.

As a final dream fragment, I distinctively remember eating Haribo gummy cherries at some point in my dream.


Hopefully, I can have more dreams this night or during my evening nap and maybe even induce lucidity.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid false awakening

I am Lawrence of Arabia, female version. On a train with westerners and arabs. The train is diverted to a remote village, hijacked. We are taken along. I confront the thieves, but they present me their arguments and we end up staying there, both as prisoners and guests. The men want me and women hate me, both because I am very voluptuous and attractive. I am accompanied by two ladies who are always covering me and blocking the men's looks.

At some strategy meeting, Clara is talking, presenting a project and asking for backup. Everybody rejects it and turns away. I am the only staying and supporting it. She gives up and rips the papers apart and goes to a bar next door. She leaves her purse and camera behind, so I grab her things and meet her at the bar, which is more like a coffee shop and other friends I know are there too with her. Somehow she is surprised that I brought her stuff. Including money she had left on the table.

At my far, the gate is broken, some of my dogs are out. My dad is fixing it from the inside, I go outside and block it with something so that the dongs don't run away. When I turn away, I am now on an apartment of which I can't find the exit door. On the bathroom I see a ghost. It tries to lock the door and trap me, but I manage to escape.
Some brazilian dude rings the bell and I finally find the door. He is pushing some campaign and offers me cake. wants to come inside. I say the house is haunted and he still offers to go inside and check it for me. But I choose walking out instead.

At my university campus, some celebration with live music and tents. I am trapped under and inside one. I try again going outside but they engulf me. I fly through the ceiling, but don't get outside, just to a different place, like an office. At this office, people have their dogs and cats with them. I pet some of the animals. Then some lady has two babies and asks for my help. They are adorable. One had vomited and the other needs her eyes cleaned up. I tell the mom to go get proper cleaning products while I take care of the babies who fall asleep in my arms.

WBTB 1.

(Dream) 2 liter capless, fried egg stairs, (knife), F, alt apartment, night, cars

(WILD) In 8 nighttime, phase out of sliding glass door, accidentally phase through ground too, end up in Medieval chambers, long tables and a closet full of loose weapons (some really unique - twisted wood with two razor sharp small blades, lots of interesting maces, no swords; see guy, attack his head but he's resilient, turns out there's beasts we need to fight, pick up a bow and some rubber tipped arrows, keep asking him for a sword, eventually wake. Was a long (5ish minute) dream!

WBTB 2.

(WILD) In dark room, burnt man interviewing someone (nasty) but as he asks questions he's sketching in some lewd, nude, and (a bit) rude drawings, he goes on to some featuring Mewtwo and I make fun of him, see I on way out, then become lucid and leave the room, transform self in mirror but mirror is inconsistent - not keeping up with my movements or angles or anything. So I take the mirror outside and fly, it reflects the stars and moon well but my face is strangely small in the middle and sort of holographic. Could feel my waking body

(WILD) Not sure beginning of dream but daytime 9 and I walk out of garage and fly towards P's house, I fly fast and high at first, then swoop down load and slow down, and start trying to "summon" an ocean because of comments I told to F last night. Beneath me there starts flowing a pretty big ocean surge, but I try to imagine the ocean in front of me now, and it doesn't, just more and more rows of houses. Slowly the houses start to thin out and I get some wilderness location, and see an interesting cave I want to explore, so I stop (which is a bit hard with my momentum going) and hover down into the mouth of the cave, but it's a lot smaller than it looked from the sky and I just fit my feet and waist in and start looking around when I wake up. Could feel my waking body



Notes: Trying two new mantras together with each other. The first is "My dream is me", reminding myself to meditate on the fact that I can take full control of the dream and not pay any mind to inhibitory thoughts or feelings that may cause me to go nonlucid or break out of a dream too soon. The second is "I wake as I wake", reminding me to lie still and do a state test each time I wake to catch DEILDs and/or do more WILDs.

I'm looking at a post on the internet, a beautiful garden of someone. After admiring it long enough, I try to scroll past. I can not. I try to look away at the screen. I CAN NOT. "Dreaming" says my logical processor. I've been here many times before, it can no longer fool me. Something like this only happens in dreams. I curse my bad luck, having a lucid dream during my midday nap when there's too much light in the room.

Time for experiments. Moving feels like forcing myself, so I fix that by reminding myself that's an illusion. Moving in dreams is effortless, my situation just makes me believe I'm paralyzed. I roll out of the bed. For a moment I see something different in my left eye, but the vision snaps back to the ceiling of my room, which I misunderstood as a garden previously. I try to abandon visual input and focus on feeling. I vividly feel myself rolling off the bed and I continue rolling. I keep on rolling and still I can't escape the ceiling in my vision, the real stimulus is just too powerful to ignore. I try harder to push myself out of that experience, like sinking into a daydream while awake.

I "wake up" the garden post is scrollable now and while I read people's comments on it, I'm also exploring the garden in person, being in two places at once.
Shortly after I actually wake up.

(I sleep with eyes open, so this happens sometimes.)

Date: Between 2005 and 2007

This is a dream I've had a long time ago but it's still one of the most vivid ones. So vivid, that I in fact feel like it's real life sometimes. I was in an antique store, and all of a sudden, the door to the toilet swung open. A huge anthropomorphic tiger walks out of the toilet towards me. I have the imagery of my mom holding my mouth open, and the tiger inserting some sort of dentist tools into my mouth.

early:
+ guy standing under a tree with a car up in the branches which falls and hits the ground near him, and I laugh saying "you have to learn how to pay attention!" and I show him how to pay attention to what's around me and I see lots of little baby owls up on a ledge on a wall nearby

+ standing in home looking outside at the street through a window and I see a brigade of foreign-looking workers arrive and set up what I think is a fake construction project. I think it's a front for burglary. I panic and knew I should have kept the phone number of the security team nearby for exactly such a circumstance, I'm so nervous I can't figure out where it is or how to call them. Later walking outside along a road in between fenced properties.

later:
+ at the river (with wife), is that a stone sticking up out the water? no, it's a fish fin, large round ball-shaped fish, jumps out, swallows my hand, it deflates like an empty plastic bag. There's another one in the water swimming near the shore. See more fish swimming in the river, like trout. I'm holding a fishing rod and I realize I've caught a beaver! I try to reel it in. Then it's on the bank with me and I call to (my wife?) to say how we could study the beaver's habits like how it builds dams.

+ at dinner (restaurant) table sitting next to Mr. R--d (scoutmaster), who concludes "...and so that's why prison is the best environment for me." The food he orders comes... it's chicken wings and onion rings and I'm disappointed. I want to order something. I'm trying to describe a food I want to order like a chicken pot pie.

+ flying DO (with wife?) over houses, looking down on them, see that the residents are not there and that there are open doors I think we could enter that property. Flying on the way back there's an open refrigerator with food particles strewn all about, "what a mess" I think.

+ a bunch of guys in superman costumes standing on a sort of ledge suffering through an unpleasant outdoor group exercise program led by a hot young woman. They all misunderstood because the title of the exercise class had the word "sex" in it. I save the day and encourage everyone to continue and the instructor's mood picks up and continues the class.

+ There are large/funny groundhogs popping up out of holes. Something about an old car? I see a bow-hunting warrior princess and I try to run away from her down a side road but she comes after and chases me. I pull out a knife on her and she laughs because it's so small. I join in and laugh with her about the knife being really puny. Then I pull out a nice long blade and whack it against her bicycle tires.

+ standing in my home looking out a window at the road, and I realize with surprise that I'm seeing a large school yard across the road full of young students playing. I think that I'm only seeing this for the first time because we just recently cut down all the trees lining my property and now the schoolyard is exposed. There is a particularly well-developed young woman in the group walking from right to left and I'm trying to check her out but something is getting in the way.

+ at a home, with kids and wife, the kids are going somewhere with wife, and wife chastises me saying "you have to help cleaning up". "Of course," I answer, and look forlornly around at the tremendous mess in the house, mostly large piles of Lego pieces strewn all over the place.

Date: July/August of 2014

An old dream which I somewhat remember from when I first tried lucid dreaming. I haven't been trying to lucid dream since this time, and only got back into it recently, but this dream was quite interesting because of the way it was induced.

Essentially, I was sleeping in a villa in Tanzania while on vacation. I distinctively remember doing a FILD however when I woke up I realized that I dreamed I was doing the FILD because I was in a different bed (the bed on the other side of the villa, where I was originally planning to sleep but my mother wanted to sleep there instead because it made more sense regarding the size of the beds). After initiating the lucid dream, me being 12 year old, decided to summon the epitome of sex into the dream - swimsuit model Kate Upton.

I don't need to and will not go into much more detail. One feature of the dream which is a significant point though, is that I woke up with ejaculate in my pants, which I briefly thought was saliva because of the dream's events.

I would not mind replicating either the FILD (although I'd love to do one in real life this time) but this dream is nevertheless noteworthy for me because from a scientific perspective, the idea of being able to use a lucid dreaming technique in a dream itself is very interesting - and from a juvenile perspective, knowing how real lucid dream sex feels is quite encouraging on my journey.

83. Hunted with a pack of wild dogs, we were not quite wolves. We charged through field and forest to kill and devour anything in our path. The hunting felt vengeful and gluttonous.

84. Delayed recall. Was in a therapy group with my mother. We discussed fears, joys, sorrows, and lastly sex. My mother looked extremely uncomfortable with the topic. When it came my turn to speak, I considered my mother's very obvious discomfort and asked if she might want to leave. She said no. So I told all that I thought needed telling. The group grilled me afterward.

Fragment - In an old abandoned building, admiring it.

Date: March/1/2019

I do not know if my FILD attempt this morning was before or after the dream.

My FILD attempt was thwarted by the fact that I was falling off the bed while I tried it, so I woke up and got into a better sleeping position. I didn't really want to continue though. I went to the bathroom etc and cleaned out my mouth and returned, but by then I didn't want to try FILD because I wasn't able to fall back asleep. While I was trying initially, I could hear Elephant by Tame Impala playing in the background. I just woke up at that point and went on my PC.

My dream was simple; I dreamed I was playing Dark Souls and the game was buggy as I had graphical textures loaded, and was playing the Daughters of Ash mod as well. That's all I remember, I was down in the part of the Undead Parish with the Titanite Demon I think, or perhaps Darkroot Garden.

Date: circa 26-28/Feb/2019

I walk into the Spinneys at the town center where I live, and I am in the women's section buying hair products etc. In the dream, my mom is not disappointed at the fact her son is buying women's products, as she agrees with me that they're of better quality and basically the same thing in a different packaging. A little boy, possibly my brother (I don't remember) tries to buy a stick of some sort of cleaning soap and my mom very violently and crudely mocks the child for buying such a little amount in a very jarring move which disturbs the dream.

I pick up several packets of beef jerky and head to the checkout, at which point a gunman decides to start firing shots. This is the point in the dream at which I begin to question lucidity, as I remember distinctively thinking "gunshots would be louder in real life." I do not, however, assume full lucidity and the dream instead continues.

My next plan is to climb up a shelf and remove a ceiling tile, entering the ceiling. I see several people from school hiding there, and I remember the feeling of being annoyed and thinking "damn, people are already here... sucks." This is the point at which the dream ends.

Date: 28/Feb/2018

Backstory: Several days earlier I woke my roommates up at 5am with the Beastie Boys song "No Sleep Til Brooklyn" as I forgot to turn off my alarm (or change it to a song slightly more appropriate than that rap-metal track). For jokes, we agreed we'd wake ourselves up with the song at 7am as it was better than my friend's insistence to play Travis Scott's Sicko Mode.


My dream was simply that I woke up and played the song at 5am in the morning instead. There is not much else to say about it.