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Its not a lucid dream, but this dream was too vivid to be a dream, i even remember a lot of the details from this dream, but i'll just write the major situation

The dream was started with im standing in front of a huge building. and i dont know why, in that dream, i already knew that my father would held a birthday party, and... he is a president of the country on my dream.

When im still standing outside and stare at the building, i suddenly remember that i should enter that building in a disguise, set a backdoor (escape point), then kill my own father.

im beginning to enter that building, and try to avoid detection of my disguise. so i dress up like another royal guard, wear long white shirt, long black pants, a half black-and-blue kevlar, bring the m15 rifle, put on black hat and black military boots, then i proceed to face the entrance.

when the first time i want to walk away and enter the door, a dream figure ask me, "Hey, where is your parameter assignment? i thought there are no zebras reservist that guard inside", well, seems he isn't recognize me as the son of the president, so i just thinking for awhile, and start to hack his psychology to convince him that im part of the royal guard force (although this is a dream, im good at social engineering in waking life, its just naturally happened even im not lucid in this dream). its not an easy thing because i realize they are trained person, so i should hack them perfectly. after some chat, i succeed to convince them that i might assigned to guard inside, but im not informed to wear a shell jacket because everyone inside should formally dressed.

after im entering the entrance, a receptionist ask me "Morning sir, it seem like you forgot the dress code for the royal guards", still, she also didnt recognize me as the president son, then i should perform another mind hack on this girl, so i just gave her a bitter-smile and concoct her about my family problem, the girl bite the bait, she start to a bit sentimental and just tell me where the dressing room, so i hurry to change my clothes and seek the back door. the next time i passing again in front of the receptionist, she tell me "wow, you look awesome now. wait, are you the president son? you look so alike with him". i just reply "Thanks, i wish i was a president son too, have a lot of money and power, and you cant refuse my invitation to drink together tonight, right?. but unfortunately im not, so i cant do that and just do my mission as a guard", she reply "hey, you dont have to be a president son to drink with me, just ask me, and we can drink together, and of course i willing to hear another problem of yours if you want me to do", i reply again "got it, dont go anywhere till i finish my job okay" then i smiled to, and continue looking for my back door.

i found a balcony that not guarded, i call my assistant to send me my personal modified m1911, even its a bit odd that the drone failed multipe times and respawned, i still doesnt realize im dreaming. after im gearing up with my own weapon, i left and set the m15 in there to hold the door, so theres nobody can open the balcony except me.

i moved to the main hall, seeking my father, but cant found him anywhere, i ask his secretary, but she has no idea where is my father now (on this time, i reveal my identity to all the people in the hall). but she said that my father already on the building. so im go to the ceiling, set my position, put the silencer and the scope on my m1911, then waiting for my father show up.

when im waiting in the ceiling, my phone just vibrated, i check it out, and there a msg said "save me" came from my father number. BOOM, i suddenly change my position, switch the thermal on my scope on, and located the another 3 person on the ceiling. i shot them down, and they're all dead. soon after im check the dead body, my father showed up on the stage, all the clapping sound was so peal, and my father look at me, he smile, and start to greet another guest that already in the hall.

im go to get the m15 back, turn and meet the receptionist, ask her to drink with me on the party, but she refuse it because it still her work time, i said "its okay, i've tell your manager to give you a break for today", the the manager walk in front of us and smiled to me, she said "seriously? how can you do that?", i reply "its simple, im a president son, i have the power to do that". she said and do nothing but just a bit surprised, then i grab her hand to the hall, and start to dance with her stiff move.

the end, i wake up slowly, recall the dream, write it on my DJ book, and smiled. I dont expect a plot twist dream like this, and the dream was so vivid.

I can see rooms, buildings, colours etc with my eyes closed and I can bend my dreams to what I would like and not necessarily what I want. I'm getting fed up now as I just want to sleep normally. From a tired Lucy

I had a semi-lucid dream running around this office building behaving like a child, messing around with people. There was someone with me and it was like we knew something that nobody else did and we thought it was hilarious. We found these little cookies in the shape of stickmen/stickwoman and they would make you shrink or grow. I grabbed the shrinking one and took a big bite and shrunk so small. It was too much so I had to eat a bit of the other one.....

RANT

I think I had a semi-lucid when I realized that no, this bitch didn't really just snap brand my brand-new music CD in half. But that is not the point. The point is I am another step closer to mastering lucid dream induction.

I have a seriously had habit of honing in a technique that yields consistent results but then due to excitement, I try to hard to make that technique work again and it doesn't. My number one principle of lucid dreaming is this:

You can not 'brute force' your way into a lucid dream. It doesn't matter if you say a mantra 10,000 times in one day or if you listen to the loudest binaural audio before sleep. Lucid dreaming - at least WILD - is a delicate craft that must be approached with a delicate mindset.

Last night, I dead set on having a DEILD. Long story short, it didn't work out the way I planned. I missed two attempts to get lucid which led to me frantically scouring the internet for tutorials on how to MILD. BAD. So I went back to dream journal and carefully reviewed what worked the first time:

MINDFULNESS.

It was that simple. Mindfulness is simply, and gently, being in the present moment. Watching the now; watching the breath. So that's what I did, I sat in meditation for 30 minutes. JUST RELAX and MEDITATE.

Then I went back to bed for a morning nap. The focus? RELAX AND STAY PRESENT. THATS IT. There is no trying for anything. There is no watching for anything. Let go of the desperate need to lucid dream and just relax and be present. Mind wandering? Bring it back to presence. After a while those distracting thoughts were actually Hypnagogia in both the visual form and the auditory form. I knew that much but I did not know how to transition them into a lucid dream. From here on out, I need to work on catching myself to notice I am entering a dream without the disturbing the hypnagogia.

I had a vivid non-lucid dream nevertheless.

I awoke in a room with three doors(I have been having WILD's and DEILD's all night, cause I have woken up at least 5 times tonight and have successfully chained together dreams! it was AWESOME. This is the fifth dream.), One huge, like a blast door, the other two were normal. The Blast door had a window on it so I could see out, and it lead to a beach. The two normal doors had windows too, but I couldn't see anything beyond the one to the left, and the right door lead to what looked like an excision concert. Naturally I tried that door immediately lol. But it was locked, and something was preventing me from using powers, immediately making me think it was a shared dream or my dream entity that's been giving me issues. I see no way to open the big door so I try the one on the left and it's open. As it opens it turns into my elementary school cafeteria and I recognize several people from highschool. One moreso, my Ex. I go to investigate her, look at her and decide it's nothing, and fly towards a door behind me to leave. Then she STOPS me mid-air. I've now realized this is most likely a shared dream and I have been pulled into her dream, would explain why I couldn't do certain things. Only thing is, Whoever this was wasn't my Ex. She just used a mirror to change her appearance to LOOK like my ex, but she didn't know how to ACT like my Ex. And unfortunately for this woman I pay attention to women I like... Especially this one. Her mouth gaped as I turned around, and she began walking away. I could tell from her exasperated look and the way she walked it was not who she wanted me to believe it was. Then she fucked up and gave me attitude, a very specific attitude. This woman was not my Ex at all, but someone I've missed for a long time. She sat at a different table in the lunchroom and I sat a few seats down, watching her. She spoke of a few words that only I will know, and then from a sitting position began to pinch the table into an upside down U until it snapped in front of us. She flew off and I followed... And so did DC's. She changes her appearance... She's wearing a black dress now, and it solidifies who I thought it was cause this woman appeared to me before in that same dress... But she wouldn't make eye contact with me now, nor let me see her face. I turn around to close doors behind us to stop the DC's, then I turn around and she's using a door as a teleport and shuts it behind me. As I reach the door and try to follow, I wake up.

Morning of March 4, 2017. Saturday.



I am on the Loomis Street porch and there are soon a number of unfamiliar people, most of whom are closer to the porch door. We are on the north end of the porch. There is a point at which one of the others talks about smoking. There are a few different types of plants in small transparent plastic bags and I am not certain if some are meant to contain marijuana or tobacco but I assume they may have marijuana. I also have a braided section of sweetgrass. I light it and deliberately breathe in the smoke for some reason.

An unknown girl wants me to roll a cigarette and seems to think I have better tobacco or marijuana than her. I tell her that I do not have any papers. After a pause, I ask her if I can use one of hers. I go over and see that there is a large sheet of thin paper she has on her lap (which is atop a book), a little bigger than a sheet of notebook paper. It seems unlikely that someone would roll such a large cigarette. I reason that doing so would require a number of folds before rolling. I ask her if I should use only half the paper by tearing it across the width and she says no with a tone of annoyance in her voice.

I take it to the other side of the porch (the right of the living room entrance) and put it on top of a closed turntable that is sitting on a high-set table. I then ask her if she wants to do it. She gets up, seemingly somewhat annoyed. She takes out a large plastic bag and begins to drop a large amount of dried leaves on the paper. Pieces are falling everywhere, much of it outside of the paper. My dream becomes a little more vivid at this point.

My mother (appearing for the first time in this dream) looks out through the doorway as if puzzled by what is going on and asks her what she is doing. I also ask her what she is doing since I get the impression she is wasting much of it as only some is going onto the paper, much of it going over the table and floor.

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Understanding dream dynamics:

• Although my mother was the one to wake me to get up for school for so many years, she does not usually appear as the emergent consciousness factor (or even the preconscious) in the final moments of a dream (threshold dream type - that is, when the waking metaphor is rendered as someone or something appearing in a doorway).
• The porch setting is usually only rendered at a specific level of consciousness in the final dream of a sleep cycle, as it links to a specific form of liminal space (both in dreams and in reality). This has been the case since early childhood.
• There have been a number of other dreams where smoke has appeared on a porch (not always the same source). Although smoke is a coalescence factor, it seems a no-brainer that it is associated with fire (which represents neuronal activity).
• Doing something in a dream that one would not do in real life is evidence of instinctual dreaming (and non-lucid dream control). (For example, I would never associate with drug users in real life.)

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Morning of March 4, 2017. Saturday.

Dream #: 18,338-01. Reading time (optimized): 1 min.



I am possibly in the Daintree Rainforest. There is a river nearby. It seems to be late at night or a few hours before dawn.

I am a young girl, and I have no discernible association with my waking life identity or any recall of it. I have full body awareness with a realistic perception of my small size.

After I walk into a clearing, an unknown man approaches me. He tells me to climb a particular vine and lifts me so I can hang on to it. The vividness of my movement is realistic. I feel the physical effort I use to climb higher, even tiring for a short time now and then. I am unsure why I need to climb the vine, but I obey the man, who soon runs off.

I climb higher and higher. In the distance, after I am near the top of the vine where it hangs from a tall tree, I see the heads of two dinosaurs, probably tyrannosaurs. They do not see me, but I am wary. (My distance from the ground may not be beyond their reach.) I crouch behind a couple of thicker branches. The dinosaurs do not approach the area I am in by the time I wake.

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Climbing represents trying to return to consciousness. This dream’s process is vestibular modulation (as exit point modulation) with a female simulacrum (me) though the male simulacrum initiates the process by placing me on the vine. The potential of being swallowed breaks the illusion.

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+(f) adventure, fairly long, mostly forgotten, involving a group of teens, and some place that is off-limits and I suggest we should go there. I (fight?) with one young guy

+ I'm walking on the sidewalk and I see my wife and I'm glad because I realize I've been looking for her for a while and haven't seen her. She is mad and slaps me across the face with the back of a hairbrush (more of a push, doesn't hurt, it's meant more to show her displeasure than to hurt me), she says "You left with a girl! A (S2) told me he saw you Monday leave with her!" I understand now why she's been gone, it's all a misunderstanding, and I "remember" I was indeed with ex-gf SB, but it was just a friends, and I say "it was just a friend!"

+ LUCIDD 227 LD#227
At some point I realize I'm dreaming. I'm standing outside at night near a large body of water and some woods. I'm on a small arched bridge. It's pretty dark and murky about, I decide I want to take off and fly towards the mountain across the lake. A take a few steps back and do a short super-man style takeoff, a I do I realize there's a (family?) nearby and a kid remarks about what I'm doing, I ignore and look ahead. It's pretty dark and murky but I know the mountain is up ahead, and I will myself to fly faster. Then I'm flying up the side of the mountain and will the process to go faster and reach the top, then I reach the top and I'm hovering about 30-50 feet above the top of the mountain. There is a collection of tightly-packed medium-height buildings there, like a research facility. I see a few guards on the ground. It is snowing, very large baseball-sized (but light and fluffy) balls of snow are thickly falling all around. I think I want to tell (fogelbise?) about this. I want to land so I point to the ground and will myself down there and I slowly float and gently land. I note the temperature is moderate to even a bit warm and think it should be colder if it's snowing, and I get a slight impression of a chillier temperature for a bit.

I walk a short distance to a cage-like area, there are a lot of closely-spaced vertical bars here, and inside is seated a team of young military types (guards? watchers?). It is a mix of guys and girls, all 20-something, mostly guys there. They're holding on to the bars for stability, as there is a precipitous drop right below them. I get a slight bit of vertigo and ask them if they don't get scared of the heights. I ask them their names, all the answers are like "Major Xyz.." and I keep thinking "Major Major, they're all named Major Major." I think about leaning over and kissing one of the girls but decide quickly not to since that could mess up the flow of the dream. I leave this area and come to a raised place nearby where there is a (lunch buffet?).

I lose lucidity at some point around here and the dream continues, the team from the cage has gone to lunch in the local cafeteria (should I join them?) and the large, fat guy is having a heart attack because he was a hog and ate too quickly, the food he's eaten is slowly coming up and out of his mouth, he's saying "I just ate too quickly."

I had another opportunity to go back to bed after getting people out the door in the morning at about 7:30. So I thought I would see if I could get a LD experience. I used a repeated mantra and imagined as much as possible the scene of the last dream.

The dream I entered had nothing to do with the previous one, and it took awhile before I realized and said to myself, “this is a dream, I’m lucid dreaming!!” And after a bit of action, the dream became non-lucid again, before I woke up again. The sleep period was at least 90 min, so a full sleep cycle. I’m not sure if I went right into dreaming or not.

The details are handwritten so I will not give a full account.

I was in a school basement corridor and returning down a hall where I had a little apt in one of the rooms. I was carrying a load of stuff. I don't remember why, but the thought popped into my head that this was a dream and I am lucid dreaming!

I immediately remembered the next task I was working on, of examining my surroundings more closely. I slid down the wall and sat down. I guess I put all the stuff I was carrying down too. I felt the floor. It was that normal floor coverings of schools I grew up in. It was white/gray small checkered pattern.

I looked up at the ceiling and it was acoustical tiles. The corridor was well-lit and bright, but I don't remember any lights on the ceiling. The walls were a cream or white color. The lockers were a light gray color. No one else was in the corridor but me. After being mindful of the place, I wanted to try flying again so I stood up and jumped. But no, the dream would not accommodate me. I could not fly. I continued walking around the school and shortly after this met up with some family but then I think the dream became non-lucid.

This was one of the more interesting dreams I've had as far as creativity goes. In the dream, I was in a new town with my family after they had decided to get a dog. We picked 3 dogs for some reason, as if to test drive them then return 2 after a week which I thought was pretty messed up. A family that were old friends of my parents came to visit to see the dogs, and while they were there they started telling us about this upcoming event called SHARE which they described more as a phenomena of love. It sounded weird and cultish, but I was intrigued. Maybe it was like a Jonestown thing.

At some point, through accident alone, I ended up at the event. It was in a massive warehouse the size of a football Stadium. The layout was simple in concept but very complex in execution. The center of the place was a massive assembly of inflatable blocks, like a little bouncy castle town. On the outer edges of it was a stage, and then around those stages, surrounding the entire town in larger and larger circles were all of the people, holding hands and smiling. The dress ranged from regular clothes to classic EDM festival garb, and people of all ages from small children to elderly folks were here. Looking around I knew a lot of people; my little cousins were right next to me, some musician friends were on stage, and the couple who told my parents about it were announcers on stage, preaching with booming voices about love and progress.

I had no shirt on because of how hot it was, but suddenly from behind me a voice in my ear says "You can't come here looking this good and still have all that clothing on."

They called for the lines to form into one single unbroken circle, and I was the last one to get in line as I accidentally hooked in with children. People looked disgusted, so I guess there was some sexual connotation to where you stood now so I just ran over to some open part with some 30 somethings. The announcers picked up the passion and excitement and by the end were screaming about love and acceptance and then the music played and it began. Everyone broke off and ventured into the bouncy palace. I did not know what to do and was kind of concerned so I just entered a random part after circling around for a while. I think I was somewhere alone for the first 40 minutes because when I finally circled around to see into the palace it was already well underway.

The children were all in the west end of the town, in small classrooms. The teachers were nearly nude and were educating the kids on body acceptance and how to cooperate with the community. I circled around to the east side and found my section. A bunch of guys and girls my age in festival outfits, predictably having orgies everywhere. There were many little bouncy rooms with 10-20 people in them, who were now well into the act and had mostly paired off in quiet affection by now. I was onlooking from my position on the surrounding track pretty intimidated by this and didn't know how to join in so late, so I resolved to just explore the entire place and discover everything going on. I wanted to know what the darkest roots of this place were, as I was sure they existed. At one point I just turned and entered the labrynth, and that is when I discovered that was exactly what it was, a goddamn labrynth. While it looked to be a few hundred feet across at its widest from outside, inside it was clearly much bigger. There were actual structures in here, underground passageways and service tunnels iwth dingy lighting and locked doors. I began to feel that I was haunted by a spirit here, who knew I was intruding and was constantly following a few feet behind me. I eventually went back above ground and found myself in an area that could not exist. There were classical london flats everywhere and spiked black iron fences, and yet in the distance I could see this town was still inside the labrynth. So there was so much more to this place that I had ever imagined. Knowing I would never get out again, I enterred the underground tunnels again. The sprit morphed into jeff bridges, and chased me as the dude through hallways until I hit the upper surface and he vaporized, as people filed out. It was over.

I was at my computer at work and working on several projects at once, multi-tasking as usual, feeling quite overwhelmed when two co workers said it's Naked Friday! I look up and they are standing there naked. I felt my face turn red, and said I am not doing that. Then I saw a few other people walk past my door and only saw flesh. At this point something strange happened. I split in two. Lucid me was floating above and to the right corner of my desk while I am still sitting at my desk. I felt I was just becoming lucid but it felt like the other me had been fully. We had a telepathic conversation where this was a healing moment and it was up to me to take advantage of it. Not the LUCID brave me, but me me lol. This is a dream, have fun, be free. Lucid me was looking at me thinking how overly shy to a point of insipidity (which I had to google when I woke up). Very accurate!! I looked out my door and everyone was going about their business naked. I stripped down and ran out my door, jogging around the offices with my hands in the air "come on everyone let's go follow me", I ran around the circle of offices collecting naked people and we ran out of our area into unfamiliar area where the directors and managers were. None of them were naked but they were cheering us on and a few joined in, we ran past a grouping of glass windows and I actually saw a reflection of all of us running past so real. I thought reflections were not supposed to look real, and I was thinking hmmm maybe because I wasn't staring at it and it was just a quick glimpse? My mind is always asking questions lol. Anyway we kept running around and it was very liberating.
(I fully understand this dream and it has a lot of significance in several ways) I am taking something important from this as well :-). I LOVE LOVE LOVE my dreams!!!!

Some Recall over the past few days.

I have a note that says, american pie joke. Basically I dreamed at work and made an offensive joke referencing the movie american pie.

Transporting

Dreamed I was out in the countryside. Some guy hired me to dig Special tunnels for him. We'd drive out in the country and go in some underground mine where we kept digging until we'd reach a portal that would transport us to different small towns about the countryside. He really wanted me to keep it a secret and his tone implied something really bad if I told anyone.

Jesus hotline

Dreamed I was a part of a website that answered calls for people asking About Jesus. I got a call and for some reason the customer was skype calling me. I saw a vid of a filipino girl going "hello, hello?" and I would answer but she kept saying "Hello." over again. I ended the call.

Wasted Lucid.

I was in my house somewhere and there was a woman. and I said to her. "This is a dream I hope you know" She gave me a whatever kind of look and said, "Yes I know."

Suddenly I was outside in calgary on a train thinking of what I wanted to do. I forgot my main goals and proceeded to tell the bus driver to take me to a casino. I entered the casino and told them I'd like a seat at a poker table. They handed a me a keyboard that said Table 9 seat 5. I went looking for the room and couldn't find it. I asked a floor walker where the room was and he pointed too an ugly wooden door with a broom, a mop and a garbage trolley in front of it. I walked in expecting a maintenance closet but found a small room with a poker table with all the seats filled. I went to the dealer and showed him the card, but the guy in seat 5 wouldn't move. He started arguing with me about it, I was about to rip his head off when I woke up.

i listened to the latest episode of "lucid dream or bust" (feb 28) where the host recounts how she used michael raduga's "phase" techniques to basically DEILD in a slightly specialized way- with his technique, instead of passively entering back into a dream or doing one technique over and over again, you cycle through a handful of techniques back to back, only for a few seconds each. ie inducing the sensation of spinning, visualizing hypnagogic imagery, imagining yourself back in that last dream, inducing feelings of other physical movements. you then cycle back to the beginning until you either succeed or fail. the difference is that you give yourself more than one shot at success per night (with cycles, you might get something like 20 attempts) and, for newbies especially, you increase your chances of figuring out what works for you, and faster.

so this morning i tried this technique. after i turned off my alarm and went straight back into my previous sleeping position, i induced the feeling of my arm moving without trying to move my WL arm. almost immediately i felt my arm raise but in a very distinctly different way than i am used to in WL. it felt floaty. also, every time i did this (i had more than one alarm clock on), as my consciousness connected more closely with my dream body, i heard a quiet chatter of people talking- the levels were in sync. so i think that my brain was straddling the dream world (where my arms were moving and people were talking) and the waking world. the chatter kind of got me spooked about sleep paralysis (i know the fear is mostly illogical but my subconscious is more susceptible to that fear!) so i kind of chickened out of launching into it fully.

i will try again tomorrow and remind myself i don't have to be afraid

It all began with an argument. I was at a cottage in the woods, and had no idea when I got there. Devon and melanie were in the other room, and melanie was screaming at him. She wanted to sleep in the cabin with air conditioning next to this one. I gave her a hug and asked her what was wrong, and she said that he was kicking her out so he could text some girl in private. Then I was livid. I marched into that cabin and just started screaming at him, telling him how selfish he was and how unhealthy his obsession was with this relationship. All things I've wanted to say for a long time. As we spoke though, a supervillain woman attacked us who was pretty much invincible, think pheonix level. Luckily, Devon's power was that he could turn his whole body and its surroundings into crystals and manipulate them. His body suddenly shimmered purple with millions of tiny crystal spikes, and he shot a massive one right through her body. She dissapeared, transformed into a big crystal the size of a dog. With that, it was over, and I left.

The cabin was situated on the T House cliff, but this time the cliff was at least 500 feet tall. I flew down to the bottom, to find a lot of people coming across the water from a floating town about a thousand feet out in the water. Some cute girls came out of the water to climb up the stairs on the cliff, and I greeted them while hovering a few feet off the ground. They were amazed, and so began my classic dream of impressing people by flying. I guess these are all about how I feel insecure with myself and that I have nothing special to give, so my brain always fantasizes about having this ability that no one in the world has but me. It feels good to have everyone want to watch you. Plus flying is AMAZING.

So I am at the bottom of this cliff, when I fly over to the people crossing. There is a beautiful blonde on a raft, and to blow her mind I telt back and let the wind carry me hundreds of feet in the air, until she is but a spec. And this is when I become lucid.

"This is a lucid dream", I say to myself. I smile and breathe deeply through my nose, taking in the smells of the sea air and the feeling of weightlessness and wind in my hair. It is a beautiful moment.

I fly back down and she is gone, I guess the render distance gave in. I fly over to the floating town and then I really begin to impress people, flying around huge crowds or walking into one then when someone says something just flying up above everyone and casually floating off. I end up with a group of people who have magic powers but have still never seen flight. I talk to them for a while before I go into a wal mart. In there a guy tries to steal something. He makes a big scene but gerts away. The store clerk looks at me and nods, and we both become determined to catch this guy. Next door is a gun store, so we go in and he grab s a shotgun and waits out the back door. I grab two dual weild axes that are painted bright colours like coloured kitchen knives. After loitering for several minutes, the guys come in, several of them. One of them suddenly says "hey man, you have your wallet on you?" I see he's holding a shotgun, but I don't know if it's loaded or he just grabbed it off the wall. I throw my axe at him and it pierces his chest. I back around the corner but now I'm screwed because there are no other weapons besides the wall of axes next to him. Luckily, he's bleeding bad so he runs out the back door. I smile slyly and walk back out right over to his friends. The are confused, and ask why I'm not scared anymore. "Don't worry, john out there will take nice care of your friend." Boom. I can hear the result of a quietly places shotgun blast to the torso. One more shitty removed from the world.

I calmly walk out the front door of the store with a new shotgun, this one still in the package but also loaded. I look across the parking lot and see a wasted mall santa with ANOTHER shotgun drunkenly firing in the air and heading to the toys r us to massacre some children and moms. I start jogging over toward him, when a car comes flying at my from behind. It's some tiny pissed off guy, who tried to rip me off earlier but I ripped him off in a classic switcharoo. He's pissed, but he's so small and middle aged that I feel bad so I just smack him hard and send him flying. the women around me are shocked, but I start laughing and say that's the only thing that will keep this guy down, and they laugh too. The tenacious bugger gets up and sprints back at me, so I swing the shotgul like a baseball bat and he goes flying again, out like a light. I apologize to him and head over to the toys r us. It's locked, and it looks like mall santa went off to find something else. When I entered the crowd around the door I made the mistake of flying a meter off the ground and everyone was staring. Some girls just started reaching for me to see if I was real. I landed and started making fun of them for being so fangirly, but then I started doing feats of strength and flight. What a macho idiot I am in my dreams.

So I climb up a balcony to see into the store and see it has outdoor balconies in the back I could break into and get inside to see what's up. I fly around back, and on the roof I find a group of charming old ladies with big blue matching glasses. They laugh at the sight of me, remarking on how strange life is for me to crash their afternoon party, and I talk to them for a while. They are part of a group of sages that try to live a holisitc life in the modern world and use nature magic to keep their fingerprint to 0. If only everyone could do that. I waved goodbye to the ladies, and woke up.

Had two lucid dreams this morning. After today, I am taking my lucid dreaming technique to the next level. What I have changed over the last couple of weeks is that I am meditating 30 minutes before bed as outlined in Tipharot's video. I am also meditating for 30 minutes during my WBTB period in the early morning. However, I have been noticing the connection between the minds eye - the faculty used for visualization - and lucid dreaming in general. I was fortunate enough to wake up 2 hours earlier than I would have normally liked to for my WBTB session. I immediately went back to sleep. Whilst doing so, I Visualized that I was standing in my kitchen. The visualization pulled me in after about a minute and I began my lucid dream. Found the dream character, Naomi, and went on an adventure with her. I found her through sure expectation that she would be where I was going. In other words, when I am lucid, I am still visualizing.

I woke up later at my normal time for the actual WBTB. I meditated for 20 minutes when lie back down. This time around, I visualized that I was standing my bedroom beside my bed. This was a bit tricky because it's hard to visualize yourself in another orientation when lying down to sleep. Can't just visualize sight, must visualize touch and body orientation. I had trouble falling asleep which meant I was trying too hard so I relaxed a little. When I felt relaxed enough so I could feel myself falling asleep, I went back to the visualization of me standing in my bedroom with my eyes opened. It was working because, I started feeling hypnagogia that was pulling me in to the dream world. The feeling of being immersed into the visualization is a sure sign that it is working.

I knew I was in a dream when I could feel my dream body get out of bed yet still sort of feel my real body. Therefore, I was moving my legs around with my eyes closed trying to feel my way out of my bed room. Once again, Visualization is key. Eventually, the visuals will come together once you expect them.