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Well I was in bed trying to remember my dream for 3 hours. When I looked deep into my eyelids and I saw some dots instead of my standard colours and a feeling that I've felt before.

I tried to get up but I felt a barrier and heard a sound like the one when you just drop onto your bed.

Has anyone else felt this feeling?

I remebered no dreams last night

I slept from 10:00 - 2:00 & 4:00-7:00

The milkman drove past at 3:59.

These dreams come in different segments but they're all connected. Also, I've had these dreams before on several different occasions. This time I had more lucid control over them, they were much more vivid, and I have little trouble recalling them.

The start of the first dream took place in a ravine, some dark rocky trench flanked between two buildings, like an alley. I was with a friend and we both came across a mannequin at the bottom of the trench. The mannequin was alive and she told us to retrieve the key inside her in order to continue to the next half of my dream. There was a hole in her thigh, so I ripped off the plastic skin there and found a series of plastic tuppaware containers that were filled with food. We opened each container and emptied the contents to find the key. The hole in her leg that held the tuppaware got deeper and the small plastic containers got bigger. The more bins we opened, the more rotten and bug infested the food became. My friend was disgusted and didn't want to continue looking. But I finished on my own because I wanted to continue the dream. I found the key in the last largest maggot inhabited container.

The dream continued without my friend but I was accompanied by Vin Diesel (the actor) and Optimus Prime (a Transformer). We had a mission to stop a latex fetish woman who tortured and killed people. While we staked out the factory she used as a hideout, Optimus and Vin were perched on a nearby warehouse roof. Optimus was in his truck form and I suddenly realized that he was stuck in this fashion and he couldn't transform. Vin said he knew a way to unlock this, so he jumped off the roof and wandered into the latex lady's factory. I've had this dream before, and I consciously remembered that Vin gets tortured and killed inside the factory, so I jump off the roof and pursue him in order to prevent the same outcome as it would usually happen.

I entered the building and it was lit by red lamps, like a dark room. Vin Diesel was floating in a pool of blood and tied by the wrists and ankles so he was immobile and couldn't escape. The woman was beginning to saw into his skull and I fought her off. At first, I thought it was somebody else fighting her, but it was me, just in a different body. I have brown eyes and black shoulder length hair in waking life, but here I had long blond hair and white eyes. I also had gloves with the imprint of skeleton hands on them, but when I fought with them, they became real bones and claws. The woman continued to struggle against me and eventually pinned me down and cut my face into a very intricate pattern that resembled tiger stripes on my cheeks and a thorned crown on my forehead that had the word "condemned" inscribed in the middle. They looked like a henna tattoo rather than scars or fresh wounds. She laughed at me and said I was worthy of making a movie out of. That upset me, I felt mocked and belittled. So I smiled and fought her back more viciously, saying that movies are fake and nothing like real life. The real world is full of pain and suffering and confusion and the cinema world is something that takes us away from fake synthetic things like her. I could clearly hear the song "Blue Orchid" by The White Stripes as I continued to scold her and beat her.

Thoughts and Stuff There were other small segments that involved stuffing hundred dollar bills into my bra, more tuppaware incidents that had nesting doll qualities, and screwing a girl that I used to have a thing for (still have a thing for? lol). Most of my dreams have been very nostalgic and exhausting to recall lately but this one made me wake up refreshed and curious. If you would like to share some insight, feel free.

I've had very little recall over the past few days. Always remembering having a dream
and little bits of it but not enough to write down. I need to start getting to bed earlier
because I've had several late nights.

Had a brilliant night of dream recall last night with 3 full dreams remembered in lots of detail. I also very briefly experienced lucidity at the end of the night. I think my new paper dream journal deserves thanks as it takes much less time to scribble down dreams in this and I found this also meant I could write down more. Also I felt fully rested at 9am today but decided to keep sleeping until 11 so sort of had a lie in.

Dream
Lucid Dream

I am at a train station and sitting there once again is the metal train which I wrote about last night. This is the third time it has appeared in my dreams. It turns out that this train is actually the location for my seminar today, therefore all of my classmates are there too. It seems this train is late to leave so I go and check the screens to see when it should have left. It reads 6:12, which coincidentally is the time that my late train should have left yesterday. B_ turns up to lead our seminar, apologising for being late and asking if the new seminar time is okay for everyone. The mature student in our group mentions that fifth period makes his day quite full and would much rather have it in fourth period. This makes no difference to the majority of us but he points out on his timetable that he normally has "Framework Forum" at fourth period. This doesn't make sense as the two should therefore clash. Dream end.


I'm in somebody's living room, it is night time and on a table at the head of the room is a small plastic box. There is a bald man present who I don't remember directly speaking, despite the fact I know he informs us about the situation. The box is a radioactive bomb which needs defusing. We use a geiger counter to check it in comparison to the room and find that it is indeed radioactive. I remember feeling surprise that there is no background radiation in the room but I fail to reality check. I volunteer to open the box and try to defuse it. Once it is open I feel rushed so immediately use scissors to cut all four of the red wires in the box. This works, and so I cut the black wires just in case. There is a woman in the room who I think is a mother, she seems relieved and thankful and hands me back the geieger counter. We notice however that the plastic box has an almost invisible lead lining that would have rendered it safe anyway. When I up the geiger counter it now seems to work like thermal vision, with most things blue but radioactive spots showing up in green, red and then yellow at its worst. I look at my hands and see they're yellow, red around the wrist. Shaking them seems to have some sort of an effect and the colours calm down a little bit. I then start looking around my body and see that a patch of dry skin I have is actually radiation. As I continue exploring I am somehow thrown into my bed and find that my bedsheets are also radioactive. Dream end.

T_, B_ and K_ are all going shopping and they come to my door seeing if I would like to come. Myself and J_ decide to pass and stay behind. However soon after leaving I get a text from an old school friend Ju_. He says that there is a market in town and also a "Penguin Show" at the local theatre. Me and J_ are in the kitchen looking through the cupboards, which are nowmade of mahogany. We point out the strange items and suddenly it occurs to me that these items are available to buy. There are a variety of strange glass water bottles and containers which are verging on being bongs. I decide that all of these items are useless, close the cupboards and turn around. I am at the back of a stage but take this in my stride. As I walk towards the front, a comedian is telling a joke to a child. The child finds it hilarious.

"Wow, don't wet yourself kid."

The comedian says. I stand at about 5 o'clock relative to them and laugh too before walking off the stage. As I walk past the front row I see a faceless female that I know, she tries to stop me as I walk past.

"No, I'm going to wet myself too at this rate! Give me a second."

I joke, and head to the toilet. I find the toilets out the back of the room and have to walk past a large, blonde girl to get it. Once in I rush to the cubicle as I think I see my Aunt standing at the urinal (!?) and I lock myself in. I look underneath and recognise the shoes as hers, somebody else walks in and I try to stay quiet so she won't notice me. It somehow dawns on me that I'm dreaming, I don't know why. I lean forward and the dream quickly starts to destabilise. I am impressed at the detail that the room takes on and quickly rub my hands together. This sounds and feels so realistic but it's not enough and I fall out of the dream.

I'm completely gutted that I couldn't keep the lucid going for longer. However I'm so happy that my dream recall was so good. I'm going to keep a paper journal next to my bed for notes more often.

That's right people, I can finally remember my dream again! Sorry if I sound overexcited, it's just that my recall was on a low a few days. But here it is, it's only some fragments, but it's something:

I had a spider, as a pet, but not just a spider, a spider the size of a small cat. I remember that I let it sit on my shoulder sometimes. At some point in the dream the spider caught a mouse/little bird (not sure). I remember some fear at that point and someone telling me that the way the spider caught the bird/mouse was unusual. I also remember it running away into some sort of a lawn at some point. Also something with a house where I was going to live, it really was a small house (kinda like a bungalow I once went... really the bungalow of YOUR NIGHTMARES! <forget that, I'm strange) and that I was afraid there were spider in it (how ironic). And something like a class I was late for.

At morning, sorta weird semi-lucid moment (I always seem to have lucid/semi-lucid moments in the morning):
I was picking clothes for school, though 'this COULD be a dream and woke up (mom banging on door, I'm a serious night-owl), then woke up in the waking world (that was a False Awakening)

Dream Signs: A spider the size of a small cat, I was a couple years older probably (not sure)

12/18/10 - Rocket Boost
Dream Non-Dream Lucid

I was at my house with a bunch of other people, and I could sense it was turning into a nightmare. Apparently, some creatures were trying to get into the house.
I decided to leave and change the dream altogether, so I went out to the screened back porch with Will. I told him to focus on being weightless and he started levitating. I grabbed his hand, crouched, and jumped high up. We broke through the porch roof, but I felt like we were going to fall, so I gave myself a boost and shot flames out of my feet to shoot us up higher. We went far out into Earth's atmosphere, and I contemplated going to the moon, but I figured I'd do it another time and dismissed the idea immediately. I focused on landing safely, so I turned off the "rocket boosters" as I referred to the flames from my feet, and we began hurtling towards Earth. It was really amazing to look down at, there were colors rushing everywhere and although I seriously doubt it would really be like that, in the dream it was very realistic. I slowed us down by willing gravity to let up a bit, and we ended up gently floating back down to the ground... specifically, my back porch. Epic fail...

My cat, Patches, woke me up at like 7:30. So early!

Okay here we go. After months of not lucid dreaming, I have gotten tired of not having dreams.. I am going to have lucid dreams again and i will have to start up this journal again.

Tomorrow there should be a sort of dream recall anyway..

I had some problems with recall during this week, mainly caused by sleep schedule changes (most days I had to get up earlier, and the alarm screwed up my recall).

9/12, 14, 15, 17 and 19

Nothing.

9/13

Metalinga! fanzine

I made a Heavy Metal fanzine with some friends, the Metalinga! Fanzine. It had some Metal albums reviews and a lot of crap. Despite being a fanzine, the design was very professional, with full color pages and amazing graphic work.

9/16

Big IAC

I go to IAC (Instituto Argentino de Computación), an institute where I go to PC repair and LAN management classes. But this time the classroom was three or four times larger., and looked like an old train station. I am with a lot of classmates (in the real class we are like 10 students only) and the two teachers, Mariano and Matias (the last year teacher). Mariano is gossiping with my classmates about Paparazzi, an argentinian tabloid (WTF?), and Matias is finishing a program to the next assignment. I go with to help him (He's a bit confused because Mariano started to make the files but He can't find them). He tells me: "This will be your next homework, but I can't find It". I saw an icon called "pipa" (Mariano always calls his programs with names like that), so I told hin I found the batch file (we always work with .bat files).

9/18

Fake SD

I am playing a First Person Shooter with my brother and a misterious guy. Somehow, I manage to survive pretty well, and I give a tough fight to them, but then, things start to get harder. I must start to run away more and more times. The "map" was pretty big, like a megamansion, and I ran away across the entire playable area several times. But later, I am going through undeground stairs, and i appear in my grandma's house (It is right next to my house). All looks very realistic, I know I am dreaming. Suddenly, a woman appears next to me. She is quite good looking, with blonde hair, beautiful eyes and a gorgeus body. She gives me a bunch of pirate DVDs and says "take your Black Metal DVDs". She disappears.

I woke up (really), and decided to continue the story, I DEILD'd back to the dream.

Now I am back in my grandma's house. I watch the DVDs for a while (They were amazing Black Metal live shows), but then, I woke up (FA). My grandma comes very scared. "Matias, go to see what's happening to your brother". I know what happened, but I don't understand why. It's related to the shooter game, but I don't know how a SD could be scary for my brother. He is in his bed, covered with blankets, sweating alot, like posessed by a demon (the "demon" of shared dreaming?). "Well, this is quite confusing, I'll wake up". And i woke up.

Killing three birds with a single stone:

9/9

I bought an XBOX 360, but I didn't have games, so I decided to go with a friend, who has a 360, to burn some games. The travel takes like 75 minutes, my friend lives a bit far, so my mother is saying to me all the day "don't go to that town, It's a very dangerous zone". Anyway, I grab a bike of the street and I'm there in 20 minutes (huge dreamsign). I go fast, avoiding niggers, but trying to turn, I enter in a shop accidentally. I almost break a lot of expensive pianos. I hear somebody shouting "Hey You, Matías!". I don´t know who's this person, but It looks familiar. I ran out. I see some friends on the street. **missing dialogues**. Finally, I arrived to my friend's house with a bunch of DVDs.


I am in Córdoba (I have a house in that state) with a lot of friends. I am naked, bui It doesn't matter to anyone. I enter to a restaurant/pub/whatever. I ask for a crab coctail (day residue, I've seen one on TV). The guy in the bar is a bit annoying, He doesn't pay atenttion to me in several times. So, I spit him in the face. Everyone turns to see what happened. I fall to the floor. An employee comes to me, angry. She looked like Anneke Van Giersbergen. I spitted her in the face. I really enjoy spitting people. The things are getting pretty bad...
Suddenly, my friends appear in this place to balance the things. Now, We can have a "fair" fight. All men were knocked out except two big guys. "I need help, that's gonna be hard". A cousin, Alejandro, appeared next to me. 200 pounds, and two big fists to knock that two annoying giants.
Suddenly, I woke up in the same place, with my friends. I feel a bit dizzy, and my friends too. They tell me a dream like mine. Wow, that's the proof I needed, SDs are real!.
I wake up another time (but this time It's not a FA).

9/10

I woke up, and lying on my back, I couldn't recall any dream.

9/11

I had no time to recall dreams, but later, a remembered a bit of a dream, in which a woman was sucking my feet.

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was so tired last night after dance and stuff, which probably accounts for the lack of detailed dream recall.

I was standing in the middle of a square room with white walls. It was pretty empty, but there was something like a television on one wall. I became lucid and tried to ground myself in the dream, but I already felt the lucidity waning. "Stay lucid," I said to myself, but it faded.

I again realized I was dreaming after a few moments of walking around the room, but again lost it, even when stopping and really stabilizing and trying to think as much as I could.

Note: This night was another night like last night in that I had an epic WILD all crammed into one hour followed by the rest of the night with CRS. I don't know what the cause of this is, but it does seem to result in epic recall for my WILD, which I will post in a few different parts here.

I fell asleep with goals including getting MoSh to meet with his spirit guide and don Juan, and Tigress suggested MoSh might benefit from discovering his animal guide. Additionally I am still going with the goal of sharing a DDO or Oblivion dream with Tigress as well as completing the TotY. I used my light / sound device and slipped into my WILD…

I started this WILD as so many of them start, which is inside MoSh's inner world right in front of his house. In just a short time I had met up with MoSh and he said he was ready to go, but I said there was something extra that I wanted to do that might also help him. He asked what that was, I told him we would go find his animal guide. He asked why he needed to find an animal guide when he had already found his spirit guide. I told him that an animal guide can help you with different things than a spirit guide, I told him I am not as familiar with these things as Tigress, but I understand enough to know each guide has something special to tell us if we will just listen.

I led MoSh into the area behind his house where there were trees, though some of the trees, and to a nice meadow, which we sat down in the middle of it. I told him to focus on calling his spirit animal to us, and when the animal comes to us, we will know what animal it is. MoSh sat there for a bit, he appeared to be focusing on something, but nothing was happening. No animals were emerging from the forest. MoSh seemed to be getting impatient, he said he wanted to get going to talk to his spirit guide and don Juan before he woke up, he didn't want to spend the whole dream waiting here for some animal that might not come. I figured it would be pointless to just sit there if the animal guide wasn't going to present itself, so I told MoSh we could move on as long as we could look for his animal guide again later. MoSh said fine, and he got up.

That was when an animal did finally enter the meadow and headed straight for us. It was a fox! Could MoSh's animal guide be a fox? I remembered that Pablo's animal is a fox… The fox came closer to us, not showing any fear or hesitation, and then proceeded to jump directly into the air at me. The animal looked friendly, and I caught it in the air, pulling the cute fox into my arms and stroking the soft fur. Then I looked at the fox closer, MoSh wanted to know why his animal guide had gone straight to me, I said that was because the fox was Pablo, who had told me he might be showing up in my dreams in his fox form. So as MoSh and I went looking for MoSh's spirit guide, whom he calls Victor, I brought the purring fox with me, stroking silky soft fur.

MoSh and I searched for Victor, and the search led us to a night club or bar or something, they sold drinks, but they also had a live music going on there. We found Victor, but the music was much too loud to hear him over, so we just motioned to him that we wanted to talk to him, but we would have to do it outside. The three of us went outside where it was quieter, the bar must have had excellent sound insulation, because I couldn't hear a bit of the music outside. Victor asked MoSh how it had been going, MoSh said he had some questions, Victor said he would do his best to answer those questions. MoSh asked how he could increase his recall of his deep dream state. Victor asked if MoSh can't hear him at all while awake, because he had been trying to help MoSh remember some of what had happened in the deep dream state.

Victor said that the memory is a lot like a muscle in some ways, the more you use it, the stronger it will get, and when it comes to MoSh's memory of the deep dream state, that really needs some good exercise. He said the idea was to help MoSh with recalling deep dream memories only as much as needed, if that meant channeling the entire dream for now, then it did, but as MoSh did it more, Victor would have to tell him less and less of the dream until just giving MoSh a dream symbol would trigger the memory and finally MoSh wouldn't need Victor's help at all to recall all of his dreams. And even better, as MoSh gets better at recalling the deep dream state, his regular dream recall will also improve since his overall memory will get stronger. Victor went on to say that anything MoSh can do to improve his waking life memory will help him recall dreams, too… memory games, supplements, he rattled off a list of supplements here that a lot of them I didn't recognize including B vitamins, Omega 3 fats, antioxidants… I knew I would never remember the ones I have never heard of… but one of the best things MoSh could probably do would be to get a key piece of information from Victor and then meditate on it, letting the images flow freely and without questioning them, and if he had any doubts, he should just check with Victor who would confirm or deny if they were correct.

MoSh seemed to be thinking about that a bit, he said his ability to hear Victor in waking life is not consistent, Victor said the more they communicate in that manner, the better it will get. He looked over at me, I did a double take, not sure what I was supposed to do to improve MoSh's contact with Victor, he said that I have an excellent connection with my guardian and my guide, it is something that develops over time. I confirmed that, telling MoSh that when I first started hearing Hetfield, my guardian, I was not really hearing words, I would just sometimes get feelings and images, now I can hear him quite clearly, down to the last expletive… I thought about Hetfield letting out a stream of nasty words when he gets angry at something… Victor said that events occurring in the deep dream state weren't originally meant to be remembered, because that's where the subconscious mind deals with things that might be too extreme for the conscious mind to handle, so it takes some work to make it come easily, but it can be done. He looked at his wrist as if consulting a watch that wasn't there, then he said we had better be on our way to see don Juan before MoSh or I woke up. I noticed the fox in my arms disappeared. I didn't want to also wake up before finding don Juan, so I opened a portal focused on locating don Juan, MoSh and I went through it.

On the other side we were in the same kind of desert setting I had found don Juan last time when I dreamed on four planes simultaneously, controlling each of them separately but at the same time. Don Juan saw the portal and he saw us emerge, then he turned his attention to MoSh, almost seeming to not notice me at all. I knew that wasn't the case, he was just focusing his attention on MoSh. He said he had been expecting us, and that he and MoSh had much to discuss. Crap, I hoped I would be able to remember it all… I stood near them, trying to focus on what don Juan was saying… but he wasn't saying anything. He looked over at me. He said there is no offense meant in it, but as what he had to discuss with me was done with just the two of us was as it should be between him and MoSh. MoSh hesitated, then said no, he needed me there to remember. Don Juan said that a man who lets another support him all the time will not learn to walk on his own. Don Juan and MoSh both disappeared, not in a flash of light, not through a portal, they just vanished, one instant they were there, then they were gone.

I felt the dream slipping, and I didn't want to lose it yet. I thought maybe I could follow don Juan and MoSh, and just only tell MoSh what had happened if all other attempts had failed. To maintain the dream I did a time dilation, which stabilized the dream. I focused on following don Juan and MoSh, tried to open a portal, but nothing happened… hmmm… maybe I was really not meant to follow them. I figured I might as well continue to another goal for the night…

Note: This dream is continued in the next post

I couldnt remember my dreams, I had them in my grasp then they slipped away like they always do.