- In bed – 9.41pm
- Lights off – 10.59pm
- Woke up – 9.01am
Today had rather little dream prep and was taken largely by leaning and practicing ‘Bring Him Home’ from Les Mis. In bed had lots of forum reading. I haven’t finished LaBerge’s book yet, however it’s going into the dream experience after lucidity has been achieved, so not what I need just yet. There was plenty of mantra and med.
Dreams
2.33am – A Harry Potter dream. Harry was a double agent working with Voldemort to do evil. Harry was being mistrusted by Voldemort, an was forced to read from his prophecy book, a nice little poetically written diary that told of the 16 Titans who were coming to destroy the world.
5.17am – My girlfriend was telling me about her own little area of graveyard where people she liked or knew could get their own headstones to put there. There was only one space left now, so we needed to find another graveyard somewhere. When walking around we passed a large bridge-like building, very fantastical, in the river. Somehow the dream ended up shifting to a bar scene with a bunch of characters from a play. One woman was talking about how the man hired to guard the whole bar had been killed by her and her group, because they wanted to steal his gold and the gold of everyone else. She put on a vizard mask after telling everyone her name. Someone made a joke just as she did, of not recognising them at all. They both laughed and the woman left. Next up was a man who everyone tried (and failed) to eat bits of. He was having dinner with one man, but it was actually just a fake shell body, the real man was short, and burst from the chest trying to get a bite of the first man, but he was too quick, always too quick. There was another time when he was having dinner with someone and that guy was ordering pieces from a personal menu.
9.01am – A futuristic thief setting, I don’t remember all of the details but there was a robotic car chase, and the chasing car’s cameras were smashed while I made my escape. It was all about misdirection, and calling people by the wrong names when in earshot of others, confusing them. I ended up in a tuxedo going down to a function with all the people I was going to rob or something. Temperance Brennan from ‘Bones’ (finally making an appearance) was betrayed by me, and I left when she came in the room. We caught eyes and I think I was almost in tears as I never meant to hurt her. When leaving I turned and a dog attacked me, biting me on the hand so I had to stop. Brennan and another woman caught up with me and were taking me back to stand trial or something.
Again I had a lapse after the first few dreams, another two were not written down. After both of the first two dreams I woke up perfectly still. Seeing odd flashing lights and quick images, but nothing stable. I forced myself not to swallow but the urge was too great, it was a reflex I literally couldn’t stop myself form doing it. I need to ask how to get past this and how to best it, if I leave it alone it distracts me from visualising necessary for the DEILD attempt. I don’t know if it is coincidence but my mantras again had a ‘Wake up still’ ideas in them. I’m not one affected by the ‘placebo’ effect with lucidity, so maybe there is something in the autosuggestion.