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Dream 1:
The beginning of the dream was kinda like a videogame, but I was also inside it. I was some kind of space bounty hunter and I was in an enemy base. I was carefully taking out everyone until some security system spotted me and alarms began blaring and I had a timer on the bottom of my "screen". I tried to escape the ship while enemies tried to stop me. Some friends appeared and helped me. When I was at the ship's hangar (it was a big cargo ship I think, so it had a small hangar for smaller ships) our ship was there. Instead of being in space we were just in the sky tough. I think I jumped back onto my ship and we flew away to safety.

We landed on a grassy island with a plateau and a spiral pathway leading to it. As I was nearing the top I gained lucidity. I climbed up onto the plateau (I don't remember how) and there were lots of grass and trees. There was also a naked girl there, for some reason. I hugged her and could feel her soft, warm skin against me. I began to fly with her. I had some difficulties because I would ocasionally think about falling down and I lost a bit of altitude, but I still managed to fly a little above the trees. I think the dream ended shortly after that.

Dream 2:
I was in the back of a car with my grandparents. I became lucid and tought of opening a portal. I couldn't do it so I decided to stick my hand out of my vision and summon someone. I extended my hand foward and pulled a hand wearing a white glove. Mickey Mouse immediately came to my mind and when I pulled the hand it was him. I asked him to open up a portal and he opened a weird small cartoony portal on the back of the car. I sticked my hand through it and I could feel a pile of clothes. It was a small enclosed space. I asked him to open up another portal and he did. I put my hand through and it was just a hole that led me to the trunk of the car. I woke up a bit after that.

Dream 3:
I was in my grandparents' house, and I think I had a massive urge to go to the bathroom. I eventually became lucid and tried to fight that urge until it subsided. In the beginning of this dream I was RCing constantly to make sure it was a dream. I was walking around, I remember summoning someone from behind me but I don't remember who it was. I remember walking around the kitchen for some reason. At some point I tried again to summon a portal but couldn't. I tried to justify it by saying things like "Oh I'm supposed to clap before I do it" but it didn't work. I even tried recalling times where I did it succesfully but it didn't work. After a while I decided to use something to help me.

I started looking for Rick's portal gun (from Rick and Morty) and opened a lot of closets looking for it but couldn't find it. I found a weird gadget with knobs and dials but it didn't do anything. I asked my older brother to show me where it was and he told me that he would but had to do something else first and he went into his room. I tought that I wouldn't wait that long so I turned around and began rotating both my arms in front of me and imagining time going faster. When I turned around he was already there and had done whatever it was he had to do.

The dream skipped a bit (or I forgot something) and then I was in my grandfather's bedroom, where the floor had turned into some kind of weird brown vortex and I was floating around in a plank of wood with Morty. There was a gooey, cartoony brown creature on the ceiling which Morty told me was called a... Gloorpadoop? Something like that. I had somehow obtained a portal gun that was made of glass and didn't seem like it worked. We escaped out of the room while the Gloorpadoop spat some weird slimy brown substance on us. I escaped the room and while Morty was going on ahead he told me the gun needed Gloorpadoop spit to work, so I dunked the gun in some of the Gloorpadoop spit that was by the door and it was pretty disgusting. That didn't do anything however and I couldn't use the gun.

I know I had 3 lucid dreams in one night which is unusual for me... but this night was pretty frustrating.

Date of Dream: TUE 29 NOV - 2016



Dream No. 76 - Am I Seeing Double?

The place mainly featured in this dream was called Killester but it actually resembled Camelot Rise more than it did Killester. So what I remember first is that there were actually two of me! We know that dreams are typically played out in first-person mode and the person in this mode was indeed me... But only one of me. The "me" that was in first-person mode was the one from the real waking life, I was visiting this so called Killester while on my travels through the dream world.

As I was at Killester, I came across Dreamy Mr H but he was looking at me strangely. This is actually where I come to the realisation that there was another one of me, my dreamy clone. He's going something like this, "Karla, I thought you were going somewhere. What are you doing here?" and that's when I said "I wasn't going anywhere but Dreamy Mr H is still in doubt. I then tell him, "I'm not the Karla you think I am". I actually originate from the Earthly dimension" and that's when he gets a look of massive shock and amazement.

I think the dream then skipped to Dreamy Karla's perspective (note, she is not in first-person mode and I can actually see her when the dream camera is in her scene). So what's going on is that Dreamy Karla is speaking to Dreamy WB's little sister, Dreamy LB. By what was going on, apparently Dreamy LB was due for her check-up at the dentists, or at least Dreamy Karla thought so. I thought that Dreamy Karla would be a lot more humble than I am... But she spoke in exactly the same way, using some slang and an extremely Aussie accent.

She said to Dreamy LB, "Let's go for a nice drive in my ute. I know a good dentist that's about one and a half hours away. Dr C (I've forgotten her complete name), she's really good). Dreamy Karla could see the fear in Dreamy LB eyes, so she added "Dr C knows what she is doing. I've been there so many times and she's so patient and gentle in what she does". Then when we're sitting in the ute, Dreamy LB tells me that she has this text on her phone, something about someone else going to take her in her own time. That's when Dreamy Karla asks her "When's the last time you had a check up?" and she replies "February". After a short pause, Dreamy Karla says "And it's November now. Come on, let's go, it's not gonna hurt ya". And so Dreamy LB gives a little sigh with an "Okay Karla".

Before they drove off, there was just one more thing that Dreamy Karla had to do. She goes to Dreamy LB "Now, we don't want others to see where we are going. So I'm just going to deformat this map and then we can head off". A zoomed camera projection of the map showed with the location point in red and the roads in grey. So with the power of the mind only, Dreamy Karla moved the red point off to the right of the map a bit but what she didn't was also the roads being manipulated. Still, she and Dreamy LB got started then the dream faded from that scene.

What it did fade to was back to my perspective. I was walking towards one of the gates and what's when I see Dreamy WB. As I was only visiting the dream world, I was amazed... The comparison with the Earthly WB was phenominal. So I approach Dreamy WB, saying to her "Oh wow, you're so much more beautiful than the real WB". Dreamy WB looked extremely slim and curvy and was wearing a dark denim jacket on top of a black/really dark navy pencil dress. When I said that comment to her, she didn't really say anything, only making some sounds of appreciation. Over the fence, she hugged me long and hard, it was like 10 - 15 seconds before she let go.

The dream then skipped to the time-frame that Dreamy Karla and Dreamy LB had gotten back from the dentist but there was also someone else who went with them. A friend of Dreamy Karla's, Dreamy KH, decided she wanted to keep them company. I was walking around the block of this certain area that resembled the suburb of my old house but then there was this open space up ahead and in that open space somewhere, was a large van. I had suspicions about that van... I thought that van was once Dreamy Karla's ute, just by the way it looked. I stepped inside and it actually looked like the interior of a house!

Now this is going to sound weird but it felt like Earthly Karla's character no longer existed from this point on, or if it did, she (being I) rarely spoke. Although I was in the house-truck, the dream would only focus on Dreamy Karla's perspectives. Actually, hang on a sec... I was the one being weird! I was actually the one putting the house up for sale on Dreamy Karla's behalf... But I was making out like the house was mine and not hers.

Okay, back to what was actually happening. I was giving the commentary to Dreamy Mr H and Dreamy Ms A, along with their kids but these kids are not their kids in real life. They were two stranger kids of whom I know nothing about in the Earthly dimension. One very interesting feature of the house were these oddly shaped pillars that could come down as a decoration or space divider. Each time they came down, they were a different colour and a different shape. After a few times of the pillars going up and down, I woke up.

Night of April 28, 2017. Friday.



I am in a distorted liminal state of semi-lucidity, yet it is not active enough to have viable memory, including historical knowledge, though I am mostly aware of my present life status and conscious self identity. There is a couch in a fictionally-placed location that faces the foot of our bed (west), though this is more like typical bilocation as it seems to be a different house partially integrated into ours (and with the common dream perception of being in two places at once).

Abraham Lincoln is sleeping on the couch in the semidarkness a few hours before dawn, his head to the north. He is dressed in a suit and mostly on his back but partly on his right side. I find myself picking up a teddy bear and feel that I should give it to him, but I do not want to wake him. I seem to recall that he always sleeps with a teddy bear (though this is fallacy as teddy bears did not exist in Lincoln’s time). He remains sleeping. I have no awareness that he had been a president or that he is deceased though I also do not see him as an imposer.

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Of the fifty solid years I have closely studied dreams, Abraham Lincoln has only directly appeared in a few of them, always as the (potential) emergent consciousness precursor symbol but never as the actual emergent consciousness factor. This may be because I (subliminally) do not believe my conscious self identity could “fill his shoes” so to speak.

In one of my last Lincoln dreams in 2014, the personified preconscious, as a young female, kept saying “Lincoln lied about that”, lastly saying “Lincoln smiled…” and again followed by “Lincoln lied about that” (which may or may not be a dream sign as a play on lying down).

Basically, this is a second-level “threshold” type due to the fact that the “doorway” was not literal but still directly implied as being between where my wife Zsuzsanna and I were sleeping (in reality) and the other room (our kitchen in real life but somewhat featureless and undefined in my dream). It is possible that the emergent consciousness precursor did not activate simply because I was near the beginning of the sleep cycle rather than coming out of it.

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Morning of April 28, 2017. Friday.



In the first part of my dream, I somehow lift one side of the mattress, which is near the wall, while I am still kneeling atop it. Under the bed are two rows of model cars of the type that were put together from a kit. The rows are nearest the wall. (Neither side of our bed is near a wall in reality.) This involves some sort of false memory that dreams create so often, and it is even like a sense of nostalgia. I pick one of them up, from about the middle of the second row out, and it seems to be somewhat like a dune buggy though somewhat angular all around. It is a bit longer than the length of my hand.

I later find myself with what turns out to be at least three jigsaw puzzles on top of each other. Originally, I try to keep them together as I am moving them, but they fall into pieces on the bed. They all seem to be some sort of manga “movies”, or rather, are linked to some sort of soundtrack that I hear in my mind by taking a couple white pills, which have somewhat of a sweet flavor and are associated with the puzzles. Because the puzzles are not together, the dialogue is in random parts. I am not clear on what the female voices are saying because of this. Again, the spoken words are only heard in the correct order when the puzzles are complete (although each puzzle is only one large picture).

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I find this unique even though it is straightforward. Being in bed in my dream is a subliminal awareness that I am actually sleeping (and obviously in bed) at the time. The Puzzled State is a recurring level of dream self existence during the waking transition. I was first aware of this metaphorical association from a dream from when I was only four years old. It is metaphorically linked to the temporary dream self suddenly relearning the conscious self identity, which is “in pieces” in the dream state prior to waking, thus an incomplete jigsaw puzzle symbolizes the transient nature of liminal space and puzzlement over shifting consciousness. The pills might be related to an association with “The Matrix” with finding out the dream state is not real (though this is only a wild guess, as I do not take pills or any type of medication in real life).

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2017, 04-27

An Appointment With Zombies

I am in my car driving my grandmother to a doctor appointment. Neither of us say much because she is hard of hearing, and her left ear is towards me and she is almost deaf in that ear. So rather than yelling, we just don’t talk. I pull into the parking lot of the doctor’s office and get out. My grandmother looks around and says this is the wrong place, she asks me if I have forgotten that the doctor has moved. I pull a Homer Simpson (D’Oh!) as I remember that the doctor has, indeed, moved. Fortunately the new location isn’t far away. The new location is right next door to the place we are at. Since my grandmother is elderly and has some difficulty walking far we get back into the car and drive to the building next door.

My grandmother and I go into the building and we have to take an elevator to get to the correct floor. We come out into a large waiting room and my grandmother goes over to the reception desk. I look around and then I sit down in one of the chairs. I see my grandmother is waiting in a short lone, and then I notice there is a sign-in book sitting out. I think maybe I’m supposed to sign us in so we can be seen in the right order, so I go to the book and I sign in. I sit back down and see that there are numerous people all dressed in black around me. I slowly become aware that they are here for a funeral, and the sign-in book is for the mourners, not for the doctor office. Now I realize I shouldn’t have signed the book, so I go over and scribble my name off of the list.

Now I see my grandmother is ready to go. I’m not sure why she isn’t going to see the doctor, but I don’t question it. We leave the building and I notice something strange about the people walking around outside. They look normal, but they behave like zombies. Everyone stops and turns towards my grandmother and me. They start coming towards us slowly but threateningly. I try to get my grandmother to hurry back towards the car, which now looks like KITT from Knight Rider. My grandmother doesn’t notice the change in cars, we both get in and I start the engine. Apparently, the car only looks like KITT, the AI computer is not present. I drive from the parking lot and look in my rear-view mirrors to see zombies getting in other cars and giving chase. I go faster, getting involved in a high-speed chase trying to outrun them. My KITT is fast, at least, and I am outdistancing them. I drive over a hill and catch air, jumping far higher than I would have thought possible. My grandmother is cheering and having a blast, telling me to go faster. But I don’t get a chance to speed up, everything fades and I wake up.

-1-Something about a gas station and MC. There was an auto food farm that only worked if a player stood right next to it.
-2-A guy was trying to hunt me down with a gun, which was silly because I had teleport pads. I could just teleport to different parts of the city from Kirby Air Ride. I forgot everything else.

WBTB 3 am.

Almost lucid (frag)

Started I was getting off of a greyhound bus at 3 AM. Found myself at a mall that was some how open. I wondered if it was a dream. I did a gravity RC but it didn't work. Walked into the mall and found a starbucks open. That was weird... So I went in and some old guy was working at the counter. He said the coffee was free and handed me an empty cup. Um okay usually they just serve coffee. I found a kettle of hot water and found what were tea bags. Not exactly coffee but oh well. I saw different colors o tags on the bags and figured one must be coffee flavored. I put that in the cup as well and the water went black like coffee, Memory zoomed into me walking into a guitar shop. I was looking around at amps. that was it.

Talking (frag)

Frag of talking to someone maybe my brother about the previous dream.

Xereniak

Frag of talking to him about something. Can't remember what but it made him mad.

Pretty Woman on Trial DILD 1

I am in the audience for a trial. The defend is Erin Brokovich, though its not clear if Erin's character or Julia Roberts is on trial. I used to have a bit of a crush on Julia Roberts.

I become lucid. I walk into the front of the courtroom and become Julia/Erin's defending lawyer. I telll the jury, "look at her. She is far too beautiful to be guilty of anything". The jury seems to be buying my argument. I say, "I mean, look at her tits! Erin, show the jury your tits." She does this - lifts up her shirt to the court. The jury is duly amazed, and proclaim her not guilty.

Meeting my dream guide DILD 2

The dream ends and then shifts directly into a new dream but I maintain lucidity. I am in a crummy apartment with a bunch of rough Russian/Eastern European looking guys in dirty clothes and wife beaters who are playing dice and drinking vodka. I am listening to one man who is talking in some language I have never heard before and don't understand. Since I am lucid I command him to speak in English, which he does. To test my dream control further I command him take off his clothes and show his dirty balls to some young kids in the room, who run away. I dont watch this because its gross, but at least I tested that fact that I am indeed still lucid.

I turn away from this scene and remember my 3 step tasks. I summon a dream character by looking away and turning back. A small child, elf-like thing appears. I manipulate it, wanting to change it to something else. Again I turn away and come back to it. Now it looks like a little troll, like a troll beads doll. I ask it to take me to my Dream Guide.

We begin rushing off somewhere at light speed - the world is blazing past me in streaks. What is interesting is that I can feel it in my body - my body is filled with what I can only describe as a rush of cold electric energy, a cold shock through my system, similar to rush you might feel stepping under a cold waterfall but with an "electric" element to it. The feeling is palpable, it is real, it is NOTHING like anything Ive ever felt in a dream before.

We continue on for a few moments in this fashion, rushing at light speed, this energy coursing through my whole body. We seem to be traveling a vast distance. I become impatient with the journey and command the DC to skip the long bit and teleport us there instantaneously.

The scene fades briefly to black and in an instant later, I arrive at my destination, the place of residence of my personal dream guide. The cold shock energy is no longer coursing through me. Maybe it was needed to travel so far?

I regain my vision and see... Oprah.

She looks angelic and smiles warmly at me, welcoming me. We are in a small apartment room with open double doors that have a view of the sea. I am amazed. Really? Oprah?

I tell her that though I don't watch her show, I am a real admirer of the work she does and all the positive change she has done for so many people. She accepts my praise.

Oprah suggest I do some exercises to stabilize the dream. I can feel the lucidity fading - I am beginning to lose my sight. I do the spinning 360 degrees technique to try and fixate on my location. I remember seeing a smalll old school tube television on a richly wooden table. The floor of the room is blue, the walls a cream/beige, and the coach Oprah was sitting on was blue/green. I describe these details audibly to Oprah, who confirms them. But my sight is fading. I try to focus on my hands but I can no longer see them. Everything fades...

False Awakening NLD 1

I have a false awakening. I am in bed. My wife is awake next to me. I tell her that I had just had a lucid dream, and she knew. SHe was awake and had seen me looking at my hands. So I begin explaining to her the lucid dream I had and after a few moments I wake up for real.

Basketball party NLD 2

I am emailing with a mysterious stranger. He seems to know who I am, and he seems familiar but I cant identify the person. He exchanges with me in different languages.

It turns out that he is a childhood "friend" of mine. In the dream, we had gone running together in the past, though in reality this is not true.

I decide to host a party at my childhood home. We had a basketball hoop over the garage, and its there in the dream as well. I am there just with my sister and mom (retired) and we begin shooting hoops, or trying to. My basketball is fine, but my mom is unable to throw hers, saying that she is too weak. My sister can hardly do anything but throw the ball at me.

It turns out that their balls were deflated, or missing air. So I take them into my dads old workshop which is right near the garage. He has an air pump in their, which I use to reflate the balls.

Then a bunch of other people begin showing up to the party - all childhood friends and neighbors that I hadn't seen in years. I guess my mom had invited them. They threw their balls around but their balls were also lacking air, so the scene was of deflated basketballs hanging all over the place like orange and black dirty underwear - hanging from lampposts, corners of the house, porch railings, etc.

I realize that I need to re-inflate all of these balls for them but then the air pump machine breaks. I am in the shop fixing it, trying various configurations and knobs. There is someone else in there with me - some guy, I am not sure who. I realize that I am wearing nothing but the small skimpy underwear that my wife had bought for me. I feel a bit exposed.

Finally I manage to fix the machine, and I head inside to put on some more clothes. The dream ends.

Well the first thing i remember is being in a bathroom stall, i looked down at my hands and i was holding onto a small cellphone, then i noticed what i was wearing, some sort of a khakis uniform that looked really familiar but couldn't figure out where i seen the before. I looked back at the cell phone i was holding, i opened it and read the messaged that was on it.

"I'm coming for you tonight, be ready. -J"

I closed it and thought, 'Shit. its one of those dreams, okay lets play then.' I put the phone in my bra, and stepped out of the stall, i looked around and pretended to wash my hands in one of the sinks. I looked up into the mirror and the way i looked scared me, i had my normal long purple dream hair, i was paler then usual, and i had scars starting from both sides of my mouth leading up on both of my cheeks. I looked away fast, i finally knew that i would have to act like the Jokers daughter, i was curious where this dream would lead me so i didn't mind going along with it.

I walked out of the restroom and when i saw other girls in the hallways with khakis i finally snapped where i was, i was in the orange is the new black prison, i smiled big when i caught on, i have been binge watching the show for the past 2 weeks and i was waiting to dream this, but i never thought i would have to play as the jokers daughter. oh well. "What are you smiling about inmate?!" a guard in special uniform asked me. "Nothing, jeez cant i smile?!" i said back sarcastically. He looked at me angrily, "Do you want a shot?!" he yelled. I raised my hands in protest and shook my head. He walked away and i sighed with relief, "3 seasons and i still don't fully know what a shot is." i said with a chuckle.

The next thing i know, i am sitting on my bed and Piper Chapman is talking to me about some panty business and how she wants me to wear them and then give them back to her, apparently she is my bunk buddy cause after saying no to her panty business she went back to her bed and started to text on a cell phone. I was really starting to get bored so i attempted to use my bending to try to excite things up. I tried to make a small flame in my hand and when i felt the heat to rise something shocked me hard on my neck. I jumped with more of surprise then pain. "What the -" i begin to say. "Inmate Cross, that's 2 shot, try it again and i shock you to sleep." The guard from before said. He was holding up a small remote device in his hands and he was smiling at me.

I felt around my neck and notice i was wearing a large metal brace, 'These assholes' i thought. I figured that i was being restrained to use my powers in this dream so i didnt really fight it, i sat back and pouted. Piper sat next to me and i looked at her weird, "Can i help you?" i asked. "Is it true that you have powers? And how did you get those nasty scars on your cheeks?" she asked back. i rolled my eyes, "If you dont get off my bed im going to punch you in the face." i said harshly. She quickly got up and went back to her bed. I laid down and closed my eyes, it was black for a bit then when i opened them i saw a clown mask in front of my face. I screamed and punched it as hard as i could.

"Agh! you stupid girl its me!" Joker's voice said. I got up from my bed and hugged him, "Dad! finally, i was getting bored here." i said happily. I looked around and saw jokers goons shooting in every direction, all the inmates where hiding underneath their beds while guards tried to fight off jokers goons. "Hurry up, make a uh- hole in the wall." joker said to me. "I cant, duh!" i said while pointing to the brace on my neck. He growled and shoved a gun in my hand, "Lets go." he said. He ran out of my bunk and i looked at piper under the bed, "Hey you can come with us if you want?" i asked sincerely. she turned to me with tears in her eyes, "With freaks like you and your dad?! i rather rot in here." she spit back. I sighed and pointed the gun at her, "Suit your self!" i said with a smile, i shot the gun at her but the bullet only went in her arm, she screamed and i laughed as i followed behind joker.

The next thing i know were running through the yard and i reached to touch the brace on my neck but it wasn't there anymore, "What are you waiting for stupid?! They're coming!" Joker yelled at me, i looked behind me and saw so many guard running towards us. i panicked and raised both of my hands forcefully which cause a huge wall of earth to come up from the ground, it towered high. I knew the guards where on the other side so with one big push i made the wall fall onto the guards, it made a loud crash as it fell. then it was quiet. We stopped running and just looked to where the guards once were, and Inmates in orange and khaki ran out from the building and just ran passed us to freedom.

I turned around back to joker and he was laughing hysterically and i couldnt help but laugh as well, we were walking until we heard a gunshot. we stopped and joker looked at me scared, i had never seen joker scared in my dreams before so this was new. I was going to say something but when i tried to speak, liquid came out instead. I touched it and it was blood. I realized i was the one who got shot, i turned around and saw piper holding onto a gun that was pointed at me. She was bleeding from her arm and was struggling to stand. I smiled at her and raised both of my arms. The last thing i remember was hearing her say, "Dont fuck with me."


Damn this was intense for me, but it was fun to play along. Sucks i couldnt kick pipers ass but oh well, hopefully i dream of Orange is the new black, without joker being involved. Once again if you have an questions or comments, feel free to leave them below.

Until Next Dream~

I've been trying to be more mindful in waking life. I think lucid dreaming is helping me appreciate the details of waking life more. I found myself having more moments of wonder just petting the cat, listening to music and closely examine flowers. If dreams are so amazing then waking life is pretty amazing (and mysterious too). We are just used to it. Had a long lucid last night.

I'm in bed then get up and go out to the back yard and become lucid. It's really realistic and I wonder if I'm having an OOBE. I walk around noting snow on the ground. I think to fly and find myself riding my dog up in the air over the neighborhood. My vision becomes blurry and dark for maybe 30 seconds, I spin to try to come out of it.
Now I'm flying solo flapping my arms trying to gain altitude. I remember the contest and try to remember my 3 step goals. I think it was to phase through something, telekinesis and to summon my dream guide( I was a little off on this). I started trying to move objects on the ground. At first I'm unable but after a few tries an object moves. Yahhh. Next I see big, looming, cold, metal buildings. I fly to one and try to pass through the wall. I hit it and it feels solid.
Now I'm inside one of these buildings. It's ominous, stark and empty. It's all grey metal. I float on the tall ceiling looking around. I remember reading something about how when having an OOBE (or lucid dream) one can change their thoughts and outlook and the surroundings will change. I wonder if I chant OM whether things will become less stark. I start chanting and other voices join in. It sounds beautiful.
Now I'm in a small basement sitting on the floor. I'm surrounded by colorful walls and shelves of objects. (Not sure what the objects were). I decide to really look closely at the objects memorizing what I see so I'll remember it really well. I note that the colors change as I stare at them. I stare at a chartreuse wall that becomes banana yellow. This feels really fun and fascinating. I remember reading about a person who would experiment with asking DCs what they saw and they would often report different surroundings. I want to ask a DC this but do not see anyone to ask. I go up some stairs and out a door into a green beautiful landscape with a dark night sky.
I come across a friend's husband and friends. I wonder if he is dreaming. I tell him to remember 10+10=20. I plan on asking him about it when awake. I follow them to a car and get in. We drive to a farm and when we pull up into the barn I see an old desk and joke that the kids could use it. For some reason everyone thinks this is hilarious.
At some point I did math in my head to increase lucidity. I started with 2+2=4 then 12+8=16...no..20. Apparently that one was a little challenging ha ha. I also rubbed my hands together. I was quite pleased I remembered to do these things. I also remembered the goal to look for a fellow dream contestant. The name Joe came into my head and I wandered around looking for him.
I was aware of waking up and had that sucking down a tunnel into my body sensation that I have had before.

I slept very deeply last night. As such, I didn't recall too much...
1. I had a nice chat with one of my friends in the math building. He seemed pretty happy.
2. I was talking about expired food with some friends, for whatever reason, and one guy said that he is really bad about eating food before it expires.

I think the second dream came about because I keep cooking food in bulk to save time, get sick of eating the same thing for 4+ days in a row, and taking a break and forgetting about it and then it goes bad. I hate it when that happens :V

So my sad total for today is 2 non-lucid fragments = 1 point!

I did sleep 8 hours, and that's the first time I've done that since January, I think. My body is unaccustomed to sleeping that long, it seems, as the last hour was pretty fitful. However, I do feel amazing right now, so I'll try and continue this trend.

The dream begins in me and my father in some kind of water park. I remember walking around, going through some restaurant part and then to the pool and seeing some girl there. The details are fuzzy for a while but I ended up chasing this girl through the whole dream (I wanted to have sex with he for some reason...). I remember a scene where I was in a bathroom but I don't remember what happened there very well.

At some point the scene shifted completely and I was in the middle of nowhere walking by some train tracks until I came by a small train station (ora bus stop) with a lone woman by it. I asked about the woman I was looking for and she told me she went to some kind of hotel. I remember a train passing by and me jumping on it, going to the place where I needed to go. When I arrived there it was a poorly made construction made of wooden planks, boards and some bricks. It all looked very unsafe... Anyway I found the we went to her room but got interrupted by people who were there. The girl went up some ladders and I decided to follow her. I was lucid at this point (not sure of the exact moment I became lucid).

As I was climbing the ladder I tought about just flying to the top but decided to keep climbing. After I got up there we went to another room but somehow got interrupted again by some manga characters who began fighting. I stayed there for a while chatting with some of the characters, but I don't remember what we talked about. I went outside and as I was staing at some wooden planks I remembered my actual dream goal which was going to Yuu's house. I pointed at the planks to open up a portal. A blurry black portal appeared and I lowered myself to the floor level to get inside since it was really low. As I was entering the portal the dream began to get darker until it was pitch-black. I was waking up so I stood still trying to get back in. I then began feeling sensations of movement and could hear myself narrating my dream actions to my friends who I knew were there for some reason.

I eventually regained all my senses and I was in some small room in a building. It had a small reception desk with a guy standing by it and two of my college friends were in the room. I immediatelly did a nose RC and the dream became very vivid. I looked to the walls in front of me, just beside a hallway. The walls were white but kept shifting forms between a regular white wall and a mirror/crystal surface. I tried opening up a portal on there but couldn't. One of my friends suggested I couldn't open up a portal because the wall was a mirror. I kept trying to open up a portal by pointing at the wall, but I couldn't and I eventually woke up.

I am sitting at a table discussing how bad of an idea bleaching the coral reef is with a dream character. There is a man in a black suit spraying something on the shelves

Simultaneously, he is also underwater bleaching the coral reef.

I get upset with him and attempt to slam him into the table, but I can barely budge him. I recognize he is stronger than me and back off a bit. The man in black grins, perhaps seeing an oppurtunity. He pulls out a contract and asks for me to sign it. I think about it for a bit, and tear it into 4 pieces. He seems displeased. I wake up

Date of Dream: THU 22 DEC - 2016



Thought I'd show you what a nightmare is like... No one to save you from the person that is actually trying to kill you! Now this is not just someone bashing you up... This is large-scale violence and gore! That's nightmares for you.


Dream No. 77 - All Fear With No Saviour
Nightmare!

It started off normally, I was apparently working at Review for the second time in dream history and what was interesting was that during this scene, there was a flashback to that first time. So in this place, the conditions were similar to that of normal employment in waking life. What was different though was the badges we were wearing. Appearently there were three badges of different sizes, some of them weirdly shaped, that we had to wear. I can't remember anymore of what happened in that scene.

So then the dream skipped to some strange looking train station and the atmosphere just wasn't right. This is where the dream progresses into a nightmare. There is some stranger woman of whom I know nothing about but she approaches me, yelling her head at me for some supposed crime I had done... But I didn't know anything of what I may have done. I don't think I did anything. Still, she insisted that she was going to call the police. After a long time defending myself, she made a deal... We had to exchange names. That's when I started running but still she calls out her name, Johanna. I didn't call out my name at all because I couldn't trust her, I just kept running.

Not long after, she was out of sight and I wasn't going to have anything to do with her ever again. Apparently the gates to the train tracks had open but only stupidly when the train took off... Not when it was standing there. This group of people were bound to run after it and I found out that the speed needed to catch the train was somethng like 2 seconds. So I was at the back of the group and at times, I felt like I was falling behind. Then the group actually detoured off the tracks and went down some strange looking alley ways.

It wasn't long in this detour that I lost sight of the group and so I had to go my own way. It seemed as though the further I got down these alley ways, they would become darker and messier. Then it was at the darkest and messiest point that I had a personal encounter with a toll. This encounter I had was with my deceased grandfather and his face was slightly scarred, with a menacing look pasted onto it. I was on the top of this small concrete balcony while he was at the bottom of it, amidist all the rubble, revealing a dark room in the background... Almost like the appearance of underneath a house. So he was climing the concrete stairs leading up to the balcony and as he would come up, I'd push him down as he looked like he wanted to get me. He did this two more times and I pushed him down two more times, with each push being harder. Then at the fourth attempt, he didn't come back up but he wasn't finished with me either. He brought out this extremely long hack saw and was directing it towards me. As it got close enough, I woke up from fright.

On a walk with group in Africa, I got distracted and separated, and realized I would now likely get eaten by lions.