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Morning of August 1, 2017. Tuesday.

Dream #: 18,488-02. Reading Time (optimized): 2 min.



I am with several people on an unusual little island at night. I walk around in a paved area. A small canal divides most of the island about one-quarter in from the side opposite of where I stand. There is at least one big brick building that blocks my view of the ocean on my right.

Zsuzsanna and our youngest son are eventually with me. We go over to the canal. I notice that the ocean on the opposite side of the island, which I can now clearly see, has whitecaps (though I do not focus as much on the waves on my left side). An unknown girl talks about it publicly, relaying a concern that makes me consider if the waves could eventually cover the island. The island’s isolation contributes to this concern but not for long.

I look into the depths of the canal and see a shadowy shape that I soon see is a shark of about four feet long. I tell Zsuzsanna and our son to watch, and we cheerfully look into the water. I soon notice other small sharks as well as a little dolphin, which is surprising, as they do not fight. They do not look real and make me think indirectly of CGI. We share amusement in watching these creatures in addition to several tiny fish. The more active area of the ocean remains off to my right, behind the big building, but some of it is still visible through the end of the canal and surrounding area.

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Zsuzsanna remains on my left, correlating with our sleeping positions. Additionally, this is one of many dreams that lack definition or attention to my left in contrast to a clear focus to my right, which is subliminal wakefulness anticipation (as I sleep on my left side, my right more exposed to my environment correlating in the dream state with its concurrent monitoring).

For over 50 years, water has been a consistent factor of natural melatonin mediation and ultradian and circadian rhythm in correlation with my sleep cycle. The unknown girl is a subliminal reminder of the Naiad factor from high-level dream state induction, though here has transitioned to the RAS (reticular activating system) mediation stage. She is “warning” me about the high waves, a warning about not sleeping too long, the island being the dream state.

I was aware that I was at least partly responsible for creating the ocean creatures, but with no dream state realization. The eradication of the unintelligent hype equating lucid dreaming with dream control is necessary to understand the processes and dynamics of awareness in all modes of dream space. The ambiguity of whether they should be sharks or dolphins (with both appearing without incident) reflects the dual nature of RAS mediation and simulacra transitions, from REM and non-REM sleep induction to consciousness reinitiation.

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Zsuzsanna had a dream with the same content in the same period, including the CGI association with ocean creatures. It happens regularly, with too much matching detail to be coincidental.

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Morning of May 31, 2017. Wednesday.



In my dream, there is firstly the common water induction factor (which has been relevant to at least one to two dreams per night for over fifty years), and it is rendered as the ocean this time (deeper sleep and a potential link to the collective unconscious). There is the typical ambiguity of being indoors and outdoors at the same time. My dream progresses from my first location of a computer setup and bed to a more relevant (to real life) waking symbolism setting where I am then in our present home (though still with a sense of being outside even though I see Zsuzsanna sleeping in our bed in one of the last scenes).

I seem to be part of an Internet group with three people of whom I do not know at all and had never met; two males and a female. Our virtual presence on the webpage is shown as a small paragraph (of about five or six lines) with a current photograph in the upper left corner of each person’s profile paragraph and present status. We talk to each other with microphones, though we sometimes type messages.

Our talk is mainly about a large plesiosaurus that is not far from the ocean’s surface in the area near the beach. It does not pose a threat of any kind regardless of its cliché “sea serpent” associations. The unknown female seems to talk the most over time. Eventually, there is mention of how the creature had apparently been bumped by another animal underneath. This event does not seem problematic but dominates the last part of the online conversation. Oddly, one male talks about the event as if it was he that had been nudged.

Eventually, it seems as if the others are offline and probably sleeping. I somehow see a scene where a very large dolphin nudges the stomach of the plesiosaurus (while swimming in the same direction just under it, implied to be to my left), though this is seemingly not an aggressive act. I notice that the dolphin is of a very unusual mottled pattern, mainly of purple and pink, almost reminiscent of a bed sheet pattern (though I do not make this association while in my dream).

I decide to contact one of the others to report this. I wake up one of the males (by calling him with a telephone) and he seems somewhat confused and annoyed in being woken up at first. I describe how the dolphin is a very large but likely unknown species. Eventually, the scene shifts to where we are physically with each other in an area that seems modeled after the southeast grounds of my middle school (where I was last present in 1975). I mostly sit on the ground while the other three walk around, though one male talks to me (while standing) for a short time. Somehow, the location still seems the same on one level.

The unknown female dominates the rest of the waking transition, which becomes distorted and illogically sustained. She tries to tell me something that I have to ask her to keep repeating (at least six times) as I do not catch the last word (a very common dream event). I think she might be saying the word “blue” at the end of the question but I am not sure. The phrase itself seems mostly like gibberish. Eventually, I just say “yes” and tell her my last name, which may not be what she was talking about (though my surname does at least rhyme with “blue”).

I go over to where Zsuzsanna is sleeping (the indoor dynamics becoming a little more dominant than the sense of being outside) and there is the essence of where we live now in reality. She does not wake. (This is a typical dream setting shift where I walk from the grounds of my middle school in America to within our present home in Australia without my dream self regarding the impossibility at all. Still, this linear symbolism validates that dreaming of a school is often an attempt by the limited temporary dream self to get back to current whole conscious self identity, which is then indirectly shown as still being asleep in reality, though my dream self only sees Zsuzsanna in this case.)

I see that I have the journal of the unknown female. It is somewhat like a mix of dream journal and real-life diary. It also has a number of scribbles and references to pills (and apparently illegal drugs), something about “taking the cruel pill” and odd illogical forms of supposed art, which is mainly just random lines, partial sketches, and random words. The fact that this unknown female is so undesirable in the last stage of the waking symbolism is a subliminal incentive for me to wake at this time and join my real partner in life. (In fact, the personified preconscious as such is often very annoying and imposing, but this depends on which part of the sleep cycle I am in, and time and time again, for over fifty years, is precisely linked to my circadian rhythms dynamics.)

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Despite the unusual nature of this dream in regard to the sea serpent, it is a very typical lifelong-established combination of dream signs (residual subliminal memories of having fallen asleep) and dream state induction symbolism and waking symbolism. The bumping of the dolphin against the plesiosaurus is a symbolic carryover of a recent dream where I drove a car between two vehicles in the street and nudged the streetcar (so that it rolled to the intersection without a conductor). This is symbolic of nudging Zsuzsanna in my sleep in real time. (In fact, many dreams have dynamics based on current environmental factors, something that people who believe in “dream interpretation” in the popular but naïve usage of the term completely ignore.)

Projecting (and expanding) my imaginary dream body as a streetcar in one dream (without my conscious self identity being able to link to it to “drive” - depending on the stage of sleep) and as a plesiosaurus in this one, may be purely incidental, though a plesiosaurus, when passive, is symbolic of being in a more relaxed sleep while a streetcar rolling to an intersection is waking symbolism (though also analogous to rolling over in my sleep without being fully awake). (The plesiosaurus symbolism as such has occurred since around age six.)

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Morning of July 27, 2016. Wednesday.



One area of a building I find myself in, as I am becoming mostly lucid, seems to be a small private bar, though with several people, mostly unfamiliar, though Ian Somerhalder is here. (This actor was on both “Lost” and “The Vampire Diaries” so curiously can represent both subliminal water induction and dream flight as well as the circadian rhythms factor of nightfall and the dream state, all simultaneously.)

I am lucid, but not viably lucid (to where I can automatically direct everything) and I do not enter apex lucidity (which requires pushing open a heavy wooden door for me or at least going through a porch or open doorway) even though I am aware I am dreaming.

I start talking about how I am dreaming and try to prove this to the patrons of the bar. Ian looks on with a slight interest and becomes curious when I press my hand into the rectangular wooden and metal bar table. However, instead of my hand phasing through the table, the implied polarity is skewed as I push my hand down through the surface so that the wood and metal moves, creating a hand-shaped hole in the top of the table (with some of the metal part ribboning around part of my hand), the main piece sticking to the palm of my hand as I continue to press down. This is not quite what I had intended of course, but Ian still has a look of awe on his face with a vague hint of amusement. I try it a few more times at the main bar, but my hands and fingers now only meet with total solidity. I keep tapping my fingers and hand on the surface and only meet logical resistance as in reality. This annoys me greatly. The counter’s solidity is very realistic and uncompromising.

I leave the area and soon find myself in a shootout with police officers and a number of 1960s gangsters. I do not have a gun and I do not materialize one at any point. I end up in an area where I notice an unknown male of about forty years of age. He is wearing a black shirt that reads (in white letters) “Do not shoot me because I am Claude’s (my full name in possessive) guardian.” I find this very peculiar and thus question why and how an Angel of Retrieval could possibly be in a lucid dream other than as comic relief. I also find this scene (and him) somewhat hypocritical on two levels. Firstly, the shirt is possibly bulletproof, and secondly, I myself have no writing on my own shirt and it is likely not bulletproof either. Still, I somehow manage to dodge all the bullets that are randomly flying everywhere. I try to summon the shirt from his body into my hands, which works, but then decide he can have it anyway.

I then go into a large area where the timber structure of the walls and ceiling is rather complex and a number of people are having a party. I decide to use telekinesis to make the ceiling collapse for no particular reason and leave the building as it collapses behind me.

I end up walking on a very large and wide wharf that extends out about thirty feet or more over a gray ocean and it seems just prior to sunrise. A number of people are present, but no one is familiar. I make eye contact with a random male of about thirty and try to communicate with telepathy but he just stares back blankly. I eventually start touching and pushing people (not aggressively) to see how “stable” they are.

A young girl approaches (probably a young version of my wife Zsuzsanna I perceive as being asleep - thus the ocean, which represents sleep and the dream state) and she seems slightly upset but does not see me at all (even though I am not phased or invisible as far as I know). There are a couple other people in the area. She seems concerned about the dolphin known as “Skipper” and it possibly swimming away or “leaving” her (though this is only by assumption because I think of “Skipper” as a dolphin for some reason, when it is actually supposed to be “Flipper” - so this association with Skipper as a dolphin may be completely wrong, though it does have meaning). I look out at the ocean and start to hear unusual music (an old song I wrote at age twelve based on “When Wakes The Dreamer!” from Eerie Magazine) and decide to leave my dream.

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This last part is rather interesting and contains an element I could not possibly have known about, as Zsuzsanna had never mentioned that she had her doll named Skipper (which was female) near the ocean (the only doll she took that time), and also, had to leave it behind when her family moved. In my dream though, at least vaguely, I did see “Skipper” as a distortion of “Flipper” which would be me as the dreamer leaving that essence of me behind in the symbolic ocean of sleep (while Zsuzsanna was still sleeping as I woke thus I was “leaving her” as we were then at different levels of consciousness), while it is also an incidental play on “Skippy” (the kangaroo). A doll is also the dreamer within a dream, as it is still and “held” by the superior whole consciousness and not active in sleep.

DILD #1:

I was having some argument with an old man in my class and he started to try to beat me up. I ignored his punches, feeling like he couldn’t harm me, then calmly walked to the lecturer to dibby dob on this naughty fella. The guy kept kicking and punching me in the back of my head as I casually strolled to the lecturer, but it didn’t hurt at all, and I refused to hurt him back. I told the lecturer, this extra muscular, bleach blonde guy in his 40’s. He said to the guy that was still punching me, “Aw, don’t worry about it, I won’t kick you out of the class!”
The angry DC smiled and said, “REEEALLY?”, and then proceeded to skip off into the distance merrily.
I started to realize it was a dream but I didn’t remember that I was in a competition, so I just messed around with the DC’s for awhile.
I stuck my foot into a fish bowl and pretended that gravity was like it is in water. I was taking huge leaps all around and slowly floating back to the ground. My classmates’ jaws dropped to the floor.
I said to them, “You think that’s cool, well watch this!”
I then started to fly/float in the air. I grabbed another classmate by the hand and lifted him into the air as though he was light as a feather, then I made him float right beside me. I think I got distracted by some school stress themes at this point and lost lucidity. I remember looking at one of my old friends’ grades from undergrad and being very jealous and impressed at the same time.

DILD #2:

I was at a park with Dreamer and some of her family. It was a bright sunny day and I was standing on a dirt path, talking with her Dad. Dreamer had gone into a wooden building alone to talk with a relative. I think that the intended discussion had a very sad undertone. I suddenly noticed that her Dad had turned into her Uncle. I was confused and I said to him, “I’m sorry, are you Dreamer’s dad or her uncle?”
He silently stared at me.
I spoke again, “I really do apologize if this seems strange, I have trouble telling the difference between being in dreams and being awake sometimes.”
He continued to silently stare.
I did a nose plug reality check and air went through, but I still wasn’t convinced that this was a dream. I made a rock fly into my hand. I watched it levitate there for a good 10 seconds, admiring its details and the contrast between the beautiful, soft lighting and the deep shadows. I dropped the rock and flew up to the second floor of the wooden building that Dreamer was in. I broke through the wall by gently brushing my hand against it. Heavy, wooden logs fell all over Dreamer, but I made her invincible so that she couldn’t be harmed. I smiled at her as we locked eyes. I noticed that her green eyes were even more vivid, outlined by teary redness. She had been crying. I gave her a hug and then picked her up. I carried her in my arms while we took off flying to find a concert hall. I saw a couple dream characters that looked similar to Percy and Sensei, so I pointed at each of them and gave them a flick of my finger to let them know that they would do. They both started flying with us. I looked back and there were several clones walking where Percy and Sensei had been. I felt like the dream was in a strange loop back there, like in old cartoons where the background scene will keep repeating itself.

I saw a concert hall up ahead that looked kind of like the Sydney Opera House, but I felt unsure about the duration of this dream. So instead of going to see a concert first, I said to everybody, “Hold up, we’re going to take of some unfinished business first.”

We all landed in a grassy field outside of the concert and then huddled in a circle. I summoned a pillow for each person, but they were tiny, SUPER tiny. They actually looked like pincushions. I thought that would be fine. I made mine and Dreamer’s get a little bit bigger and let Sensei and Percy keep the pincushion pillows.
My pillow ended up being like a couch cushion and Dreamer ended up wielding a giant memory foam pillow.
The battle began! But it was much less exciting than I anticipated. We all looked like a bunch of 12 year old nerds gently beating each other over the head with pillows. Dolphin appeared, he was a skinny Nigerian guy. He started fervently bashing Sensei with his pillow, yet he was being very gentle at the same time. I said to him, “Hey man, you’re hitting the wrong person.”
He immediately started to hit Dreamer instead.
I noticed that Percy was standing off in the distance, watching us battle it out. Typical Percy, playing the tactician and letting us weaken each other so that he could come in at the end and be the victor! I think that I actually noticed him standing to the side because some random DC lady was hitting him with a purse. I held my pillow at eye level and made lightning come out of it, but only a very faint, transparent bolt came out. Percy was unfazed, so I made him catch on fire instead. He stood there with a smug, cocky look on his face that said, “Doesn’t even hurt, I don’t care if I’m on fire, doesn’t even hurt!”

I then said to everybody else that we needed to work together to take out Percy. We all joined forces and started charging at him, pillows billowing in the wind. I woke up.

I was in a somewhat typical suburban house, swimming around as a dolphin. At one point I briefly observed my dolphin body. I felt like a dolphin. I don't remember having a beak, though. Swimming around, I notice all of the decorations were dolphin themed. I knew enough that I could pass through walls. I end up in the kitchen where I saw some untoasted peppermint pretzel sticks that looked pretty good. A DC told me I could toast some in the toaster oven. "It wasn't our best gift", she said. I woke up. I never saw the dc but I assume she was a dolphin, too. I probably would have become lucid had I tried to pick up the pretzel sticks as I had fins rather than hands.

I've been finding it a bit easier to imagine myself as a dolphin. This dream was likely incubated from my imagining. I think I might have turned a corner.

05.02.2015

I morph into a cartoon dolphin (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Having to recurr to WILD naps!!! Tough competition!

Full Dream (1 pts)
Nap-Wild (5 pts)
RC (1 pts)
Advance fly (10 pts)
Teleport (7 pts)
DC interact (2 pts)
Eat something. (4 pts)
Advance summoning. (10 pts)
Use electronics. (4 pts)
Full transformation. (10 pts)
Fully Phase through Big Solid Object (8 pts)


I felt noises under my bed, like if there was an engine or something, and it felt harder than usual, so I decided to do a RC to make sure I was in a dream, and indeed I was, my hand hight eight slim fingers. So I immediately took of to fly.

I decided it would be great to go fly to space, something that I enjoy and many of you know I truly love this. I decided to go flying for a while, and while scoring some points, enjoy my time there. I saw amazing stars, some of them were made out of different colors, and some of them vanished when I stared at them. I felt a lot of empty space, it was a bit strange. Most of the stars were missing and I could not find any planet. Usually my space dreams are colorful, but this is the first time I did a space flight in space,, so maybe was that.

I focused on coming back to earth and do a few tasks, maybe to try the pandora's box again. I closed my eyes and started to spin, since I had no place to "jump" in space (my way to teleport.) So after spinning, I found myself in a beach in front of a big hotel. I believe it might have been the Bahamas because the water looked like very crystal blue and there were a lot of people surfing. The heat of the sun felt very nice. I saw there was a female DC wearing only a tie and panties (she was topless) and she had a tray with food. I grabbed something like looked like chocolate, but tasted like sand, even the same texture. I told her it was disgusting, but she ignored me.

I took of to fly again as I wanted to look for a much busier place. As I was flying, I wanted to summon Dreamer, it was a long time I did not have her in my dreams. I called her out loud and she came up, appearing right in front of me. She also was in a swimsuit with purple hair (and I think the swimsuit was purpple too) There was another guy next to her, funny that someone came up as an extra during a summoning. I asked, "Are you anotherdreamer?" He said, "Ya! She is my girl!" and then something else I can't remember.

I had here a false memories, were I needed to go underwater with dreamer. I thought it was a task giving me more points and I hopped anotherdreamer being in the picture would not be a big deal. Out of the blue, I wondered if I could morph into a dolphin. I recalled one episode from some cartoons where some dude morphed into a dolphin. Shortly after, I felt weird, and I saw myself like in third person being a dolphin, but it was a cartoon one! I think dreamer was gone now, same for anotherdreamer and wondered if I would earn the points (I had no idea that full transformation gave points, well, not in the dream...)

I kept swimming just moving my torso up and down (I had a fin I guess) and I could swim fine. I saw a huge brick wall, and I figured that since I was a cartoon dolphin, I could just pass through it without smashing it (as it usually happens) so I kept my eyes open to earn the points and it was like a hologram, a sunk brick hologram wall. But it was a real one as other fishes would hit it and avoid it. I think I kept swiming until I woke up.

Dream - Lucid

I was at the house I grew up in, in my parents' room. I was there with my bridesmaids, though none of them were actually the ones I had IWL. I remember one girl, Kristin, who was in my friend Rachel's wedding IWL, and I believe my high school friend Grace was in there too. The rest I don't remember, or I didn't actually know them IWL.

Anyway, they were still wearing their bridesmaids dresses, which also differed from the IWL dresses. They were long and white, with a touch of baby blue in the middle. They looked kind of old-fashioned. They had been wearing them since the wedding, which, in the dream, was a few days prior. I was still wearing my dress too. We were finally changing out of our wedding clothes.

Then, we were at the beach, swimming in the ocean. There were other people swimming as well, one in particular I remember being an older man. He was talking to us, though I can't remember what it was he was talking about. Something about swimming in the ocean.

I wanted to swim to shore, because I was afraid of sharks. We all started to swim to shore, which wasn't very far off. The water was extremely clear. I saw many animals swimming around that looked like sharks, but they didn't pay us any mind. Closer to shore, I saw one very close to me, but discovered that it was a dolphin, not a shark, so there was no reason for me to be afraid.

We made it to shore finally, and I was wanting to get everyone's attention to tell them something about my cat. They were all ahead of me. We were on the sand, walking away from the ocean. Someone mentioned that there were crabs buried in the sand that would pinch you if you dug down. I then saw crab claws sticking out of the sand in places I was sticking my hands into the sand. I would stick my hand in more places, and feel the hard shells on the crabs, and pull my hand out before I got pinched. I was sticking my hands in the sand so I could try to more easily get up to where everyone else was. It was a small incline that, in reality, would really only take me stepping up, but I was trying to climb.

I finally somehow got up to where they all were, and started trying to get everyone's attention. It was failing at first, but an older man, the same from the ocean I think, helped me. Everyone quieted down. Finally, I could speak. I feel as if I was standing on something so everyone could see me and my voice would project. I began.
"I know all of you think that my cat is mean, but it's only because you pick on her and try to pet her. She doesn't like you. She only likes me. She isn't mean, she's just unfriendly."

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Something about David, one of my old supervisors from my previous job. I remember being by the cash registers.

Then, I was at my current job, though instead of the bakery, I was working in the deli. I was walking out on the floor, when a man, a middle-aged Asian man, picked up a bag of pepperoni that was on display on a table in the department. He asked me if it was included in the sale. I looked at the sign before I asked someone, and the sign said you could mix and match brands, and included a list of brands. The brand of pepperoni, which started with an A, was included, and I told him. He put it in his shopping cart and told me thank you.

There was then an employee, a girl, behind the counter, I actually think it was my friend Cherie', talking about some creme cake she had. The cake had white and light blue icing, and wasn't very big. It was a small rectangular shaped cake. It was supposed to be some fancy cake through some company she was using her mom's account for. She was really excited about it, so much so, in fact, that I was worried about her not doing her job. The cake was supposedly absolutely delicious.

I then saw the remainders of the cake in a bread pan; there was about 1/4 of it left. The frosting was melted, but it still tasted good. It was just too sweet to eat any more of.

I remember something else about this weird premium account that Cherie's mom had. I remember trying to do something with it, but was locked out of the premium things.

Then, I was texting my mom, and she was asking me if a 12 o'clock noon flight would be good for my husband and I to fly out on to go to the beach. Without thinking, I said "Yeah!!!". I wanted to go to the beach, and my mom was offering us a vacation!

Then, I thought about it a little. He would not be ready by noon, because of his job. Besides, I couldn't get time off with such little notice. I was trying to figure out how to make it work; maybe we could drive instead of fly so we could leave whenever. Still wouldn't work, not with the short notice to our jobs.

I talked to my husband about it a little bit. I think we were texting about it, either that, or he had gotten off work and were talking about it.

Then, our family friend and the one who officiated our marriage, Jamie, texted us to tell us she was leaving for the beach. We were then walking into an apartment, not sure if it was ours or was supposed to be where my parents lived, and the lights were off. I also remember it was evening, and the sun was setting. My mom was sitting on the couch wearing a white button-up tank top, some subtle white and blue pinstripe capris, sandals, and I believe a light white scarf. She was also getting ready to go to the beach. She was going to drive there alone. I was talking to her.

Then, my alarm went off.

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Another night of barely any sleep for whatever reason. I was tired enough, but just couldn't get to sleep. So frustrating, because I've been so tired. Oh well, maybe tonight will be different. Fingers crossed.

A summary of a few mostly uneventful short lds, possibly the result of pre bed work. This was inspired by CL's success in Jan and his following bed time lds, combined with my need to skip some wbtbs.

Date: 23 Feb

Pre bed: 500 mg Omega3, 200mg val

LD: In a classroom and teacher scolds me about blocking the way. I start a speech about classmates, realizing it's a dream. I briefly have a conversation with my teacher who says something cool about time I can't recall. I contemplate leaving the room, the dream ends.

Second? ld where I become lucid in class!

LD: Initial setting - birthday party with friends and relatives. The front changes to deep water, I'm standing at the edge, my awareness goes up, I caress a dophin, where it emits some positive emotion. I become fully aware and go around exploring the street (this actually felt like a somewhat longer dream but blacked out and recall is messed up). I run into gradma's DC on the street which leaves me surprised as I didn't have the vaguest thought about her in that moment. Dream fades


Date: 26 Feb

Pre bed: 50 mg B6, overall vivid dreams

LD: In a friend's place, awareness gradually increases, I explore the building, then climb back in, changing the windows so that there's always something to hold on to as usual with dream climbing. I go to this friend's toilet where I lose lucidity.

LD: I'm busy following a trail of Brazilian Olympics miniature toys on the street and into a building. After going through a number of rooms collecting items, I enter into a new room and become lucid, start telling the DCs that this is a dream. A moment later they become very blurry and out of focus, the dream ends.

Wasn't really trying to lucid dream last night, or recall anything, and i hadnt taken the vitamins i usually do so it's hard to remember:

I was about 30 feet underwater, just swimming around in an empty ocean. I remembered I needed to breathe, so I just took in a deep breath. That was a dream sign for me, and I became lucid. I decided I wanted to become a dolphin so I could swim faster, and I did. I didnt want to stop because it felt amazing. After an unclear amount of time, I started to lose some lucidity so I tried to stabilize. I usually look at my hands to do this, but I was a dolphin.... So I just turned myself back into human and was on land. The stabilization kind of failed, and I had a false awakening.
That's all i can remember.

I don't remember my first dream from last night too well. I remember playing tennis, though.

In the next dream, I was at Earth Camp, and we were playing some weird game outside. One girl accidentally touched some poison ivy (which actually did look exactly the same as IWL), so I instructed her to go inside, not to touch anything with that hand (for the sake of being careful), and go wash her hands thoroughly with soap and water (if you happen to touch poison ivy, you have roughly ten minutes before it gets absorbed into your skin; you can wash it off before then and not get affected at all).

After waking up in the morning, having plenty of time to sleep in, I soon drifted back to sleep. I saw an image of a landscape (on a computer screen, I think) with hills and mountains. I then looked down at the similar landscape beneath it. I switched my attention from one to the other a few times before realizing the bottom one was actually underwater.

Suddenly, I was there, as a mermaid. I looked around. The scene was breathtaking. Off in the distance, I could see the city of Atlantis. It was amazing!

I kind of followed the other mermaids. During the summer, we could swim around in the ocean wherever we pleased. Winter was coming, though, which meant it was time for us to all return to Atlantis.

Now, I wish I'd become lucid by that point, because that part was probably one of the most amazing dreams I've ever had. Once we started heading back to Atlantis, though, it just got weird.

A dolphin started chasing us, trying to eat us. This soon led to what was almost like a game; I was then trying to get the attention of a nearby shark (which seemed to take no interest in me whatsoever), so I could lure it towards the dolphin and get away.

When I finally got past the dolphin (without the help of the shark), it turned into a video game that I was now playing (2D, 32-bit graphics - think GBA game). There were now a TON of enemies I had to avoid. I did good for awhile, but then one of them got me.

Instead of losing a life or getting a game over, there was dialogue explaining that it was all a dream which was now ending. I don't remember specifically what it said, though I do remember the words, "This is a dream. It is time for you to wake up now." Of course, I interpreted this is that part of the game having been a dream in-game, not even thinking that I could have been dreaming, too.

The next part seemed like more than just "waking up", as it transitioned to an entirely different game. I was now playing Spirit Tracks. I was in Aboda Village, which, for some reason, was in the northwestern corner of the Forest Realm. I only had the engine of the Spirit Train, so I had to go find and collect the other three train cars. Fortunately, they were pretty easy to find; I just had to head east and go in a straight line.

After finding all the train cars, I decided to stop at the nearest station, which happened to be at Castle Town. Unlike Aboda Village, Castle Town was in roughly the correct place. There was a woman there who wanted me to take her somewhere new. That was the last thing I remember before waking up.

I looked at the clock and saw that only around five or ten minutes had passed. This was kind of surprising, as that dream felt like it was AT LEAST a solid half-hour.

I drifted off to sleep again and had a dream in which I was looking at questions on a math exam I had to take. It seemed really easy. I don't remember the questions now, though, except for one: "Count to your favourite number."

After waking up from that and going back to sleep yet again, I had another dream about playing Spirit Tracks. This time, I went to a house that supposedly had no one living there; there were supposedly just cats and puppets. Except... there actually was someone there. He was an Arabic man with a French accent. He asked me various odd questions about someone I'd apparently taken to the Tower of Spirits.

Suddenly, I'd somehow activated some multiplayer feature, which brought up a list of nearby players. The list was ridiculously long - surely there weren't THAT many people playing the SAME game right now, and in wireless range! Well, apparently, there were.

That's when I suddenly remembered two important things. One, I wasn't supposed to be playing any video games, since it was morning and I hadn't become lucid that night (part of my reward system for LDing), and, two, I should type up my latest DJ entry before doing anything fun. With the intention of updating my dream journal, I shut off the game, causing me to abruptly wake up.

Well, some of this is fuzzy since I'm just NOW typing this, but I'll remember what I can.
"The great, big ocean! AAAH!" I said, breathing out a sigh of contentment. The ocean was the place to be, the perfect place to explore. What's that? Nothin' out there? Avast with ye!
Okay, so no, I'm just pirate talking because it sounds funny. Let's get this ship on the move! Since I've never piloted a boat of any kind, I didn't really know what the hell I was even doing.
I turned the whatawhat and pushed the giggamajag and set sail. My crew...eh, who were they again? They were staying down in the lower parts of the boat. The boat itself wasn't anything special, but give it some time, and I'd have her upgraded before you know it. It was a pretty small ship, all in all.
As we sailed farther and farther away from the shore, I started to get this panicky feeling, but didn't know why.
"Eh?" I grunted, looking out from the front of the boat. Rising out of the water were about 8 or 9 dolphin fins, circling around the boat. At first, I panicked, thinking them to be sharks, but on closer inspection realized that they were indeed simply dolphins. I calmed down and tried to steer the ship forward and out of the ring of dolphins. As soon as the ship passed over one of the fins, I could see a dolphin jumping out of the water out of the corner of my eye. I turned towards it.
"AAAAAAAH!" I screamed.
The dolphin flew straight at me and hit me like a cannonball, knocking me off the ship and into the water. I could feel myself resting upon the back of the dolphin, and could sense it swimming impossible speeds out deeper into the ocean. I could barely breathe, the water constantly covering my face, only surfacing for a milisecond of breath, then back down again.
And then I woke up. The weird part was that I woke up breathing hard, as if I really was running out of air like I was in the dream. I've had that kind of thing happen before in certain dreams. Blah. All in all though, pretty funny dream when you consider the ninja psycho dolphins.

It was Arlene B's birthday. Celebrating in the beach. Sunset, or after sunset. There's bonfire.

People are toying with a ringworm or tapeworm (?), as long and as fat as an arm. It was only skin though. I assumed they took out its innards, or they flayed the creature. White skin, and it seems to have some sharp teeth. I thought they might eat it.

I walked a bit away from the group, and moved near the sea. Arlene arrived, and I greeted her merrily. She asked for her gift. I told her I left in the camp.

I also recall fire dancing, a dolphin, a cat, and an octopus.

I was showing the planning? I was with Winnie Rey on the beach. There are sharks on the left side. I was concerned of going in the water, but then I saw killer whale and dolphins on the right side. They were divided by a narrow land.

I went into the water, and put my feet in the water. I noticed that the dolphins has "high" heads, and wide sails. Not dolphin-like at all, but I didn't even blink.

i have a feeling a lot happened before this, but i cant remember any of it.

i am looking in first and third points of view simultaneously. i am looking at at a river swamp from the shore.

everything is bit and video game-ish. i have a shovel and decide to dig. i dig a spot of ice near the shore. marshmallows pop out. i dig a connecting hole, making the hole bigger. more marshmallows pop out. i dig up the whole ice spot at once! a thousand marshmallows float into the swamp.

by a dead tree i see a dolphin. i can ride him around to access the river. i ride him upstream.

i find the spot where the dolphins live and come from. there are a few of them. i try to hop onto another one but i miss and drown.

i get a game over and have to start back in ... kakariko village. fuck this game.

i'm in "real life" now. i was playing a video game on the same shore i am sitting on. i am hanging out with jack and heather. we each are sitting on a stump.

my friend celina calls me over from a mini party happening under a pavilion to my left. i walk up a small trail and hang out with her. i dance really weird because i hate everyone there. i'm making fun of them.

i go back to heather and jack. heather is gone and her sister is here instead. she tells me heather went to her room. ok.... i walk thru the forest trail and find a door like her real door connected between two trees. i open it.

heather is buying weed from a girl who's a big dyke and simultaneously black and white. most of the time she's black. i hear her say "21 g for 17". they notice me but dont care.

the black women gets her shit packed in a small black lunchbox tied around her neck. it has a 12.00 tag on it. she leaves.

heather is high. my whole body feels mad (i would be in real life as i'm a jealous person).

time warp to me walking around with my mom at night. she's high, too. we are dumpster diving.

i keep thinking "you shouldn't focus on heather, you should be-here-now" but the feeling is too intense and has to place in the current situation.

my mom wants to dumpster dive in back of mcdonalds (uh ew) but i say its open 24/7. we hang out near this big dumpster full of actual nice toys and things which shouldn't have been thrown away. i pick out a few good things.

Ah, horrible recall last few days finally broken.

1. My friend P.M. is renting a camper from a couple of Russian guys. He drives me to it, but when we arrive it's really a dump. He brushes it off and says he has something more important to show me. He's apparently invented a time machine! The dream transitions to a futuristic room, containing a machine with five chambers. In one chamber, a man in Renaissance garb is sent to his native time. In another, an alien that looks like a dolphin is sent into the future. Yet another chamber contains a single banana, which is sent somewhere unknown. I crack a smile at that absurdity. Finally, two quarreling lovers are sent somewhere. I false awaken and start to dream journal about it, then actually awaken (big failed RC, and screw you subconscious).

2. I'm a journalist, currently skulking around an abandoned African city. I go through the corridors and stairways of a dark factory, looking for the focus stone of a changeling child.