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These past few nights have been great in terms of dreaming. Not only have I had exactly 3 dreams every night for the past 3 or 4 days, but I also conveniently wake up between each, giving me an opportunity to WILD each time. Not to mention it's helped me to finally be able to perform the transition properly... At least last night anyway.
I was able to actually see the "hypnagogia" stuff, and it was more vivid than ever. Not only that, but I did make it into a lucid dream for a few seconds, rather than accidentally slipping into sleep paralysis and hearing weird noises. Hopefully I can try again and be more successful tonight. I do find this to be a little weird though... Suddenly having exactly 3 dreams each night...? It's very strange. I've also noticed that I have much more ease when it comes to remembering dialogue as well. I've even noticed that even when I'm having non-lucid dreams, I still feel like I'm on the brink of lucidity, and not a complete zombie trapped in the dream's "story" and just going along with it. This is the most regularly I've had lucid dreams in a long time, and I'm glad that I'm finally back in the saddle.

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Went to sleep around 9.30pm - woke up around 4am. Went to the loo and realised I felt extreemly positive and I was repeatedly saying " I am Lucid tonight - I am Lucid"

Went back to bed on left side repeating.
I slept for a bit and ended up on my back at some point - relaxing and knowing the possibility could be around any corner of moments 🌸

At about 7.20am my bf got up and I chatted for a Minuit. I carried on - on my back with my confidence of being aware of my dream while I was dreaming. All of a sudden it happened a Dild and series of 3 or 4 Deild's ( at least 3 but as I didnt write down could have been more)

First I was in a NL talking to someone - a young man - I became aware I as dreaming and told the DC and asked for his help to find a DC that can advise me on LDing. He said he would help and to follow him. I did for a while and next thing I was ina kitchen and he said the Witch you need to speak to is usually here. A woman turned around and I knew this wasn't the Witch my DC had spoken about and I instinctively knew I was being given the run around....I felt myself in my bed slightly awake.....I laid still and begin seeing the dream again from a distance

...I stay gently focused and I am suddenly present again talking to the same young man DC - " I am dreaming again - this is my dream" I say
" Ok" he says
I ask him to take me around the building maybe to meet someone again to find out about how I can become a better Lucid dreamer - I need help - he agrees to help - soon he signals for me to sit in a large living room ...we are talking about LDing and I feel a sudden deeper understanding dawning in my mind
It's like when we are awake in WL ; yes we are selfless but we cannot go around making a big deal of this fact... It wouldn't do anything... We need to flow with the understanding of it, experience it and live it moment by moment. Well it's the same with us when we are in a dream ; we can't make a big deal about that fact or else we loose it - but we need to know it and go with the flow, taking what comes and experiencing all...I laughed and felt I had the key😀 things around me become very clear and colourfull as I sit talking,[/COLOR]

I become semi lucid after a while ...then wake up again in bed again...I stay still and soon I am seeing. The dream comes close again ...almost and then clearly - I join the dream fully again

I am in a room with the same DC - I tell him clearly I know I am Dreaming and this is my dream - look I can jump into that fire if I want - I stand up on the edge of a counter and dive into the fire but fall over before I get to it - I think he pushed me but I realise this means I am very Semi Lucid! I tell him I am going to explore the house and start to wake up I my bed again....staying still and confident knowing.I am walking in the same building again in my LD

I fly up into the very top room of the house and out of the window - I saw a friend working on the top of the building and have a joke with him, I am very aware of my dreaming mind. I fly off and land in the street - walking threw the little town I try to think of what to do so the LD can continue - I always love the Sea, yes the sea

" around the next corner is the sea - I will swim out and enjoy the lovely water in this LD" I thought

Some one followed and I was happy to have a possible mate, I looked behind and said " to the sea - lets go to the sea - it's around this corner! "

We turned the corner and the sea was enormous 🐳 shockingly high ; there was no beach it just came right up to the houses and actually touched the rooftops on some of them. I was delighted and was aware that if I had not been dreaming it would have been quite scary!
" Come on in!" I shout out to my friend as I swam out into the deep sea
He looked like a man/Monster turning different colours of blue/ green and shades inbetween - as it is a dream I just don't care and call out to him again
" Come in and join me you monster/man!"

i was trapped in a room where i oouldnt get out 2 of my friends were there with me i was trying to move to no avail i was trying to keep moving but i was like stuck into a picture of myself in reality we were standing by a door wen it began then

at the end of the dream we were laying in a bed the same way we were standing up it was crazy i was trapped in a picture reality where i couldnt do anything it was like someone was jus staring at me from a far like ina museum of art

I am lying in bed. There are ants on me. Hmm. Weird. I brush them off. My bedroom setting disappears. I am now lying on a mound of earth, about 8 feet long and four feet wide at the base, and about three feet high. Ants crawl over me, trailing some sticky thread like spiders.
I am amused by this, and just watch the scene play out. I am in a sunny jungle somewhere that feels like southeast Asia. Then, the ants start making a kind of creepy hissing and chirping noises. They crawl into my ear. I try to stand up. I can't. The ones in my ear tell me I am going to die soon. I am bound. They will slowly eat me alive for revenge. Revenge against the humans.
"We eat! We eat! We eat!"

The fucking ants tear into my flesh with their powerful tiny mandibles. Fuck them. this is my dream. I try to move, and teleport past their bonds, but I am bound like a fly in a spider's death-cocoon. I morph into a pile of dust and sand, and the wind blows me out of their evil trap, and the rest of me pours out on to the ground.

The ants are enraged because I am no longer edible.

"I am just trying to see the world from your perspective," I tell them. Suddenly, I am tiny or they are big. I don't know. There is an ant with arms and a sword in front of me. I also have a sword. This giant ant wants to kill me. He is about 12 feet away, and charges me. I throw my sword, and it lodges right in his head. Suddenly there are thousands of ants crawling up my legs stinging me. I scream in pain, and wake up.

I am in bed. I look at my hands. They are swirly and ghost like. "I am glad I was able to wake myself up!" I say.

I was a pretty dim living room, sitting around a table with a bunch of other people. They were all Americans, or so it seemed. I felt like they could be my friends, as I felt at easy around them, and they included me in their conversations (normally I am simply ignored). The girl on my left was either Hayden P. or one of her characters. I looked at the TV, and there was a show on, subtitled in Dutch (my language). I thought this was suspicious - why would an American show, shown in the US be subbed in Dutch? The others had an explanation, but it still felt weird. They pointed out one of the guys was German. Anyway, I was happy with these guys. I thought to myself that there was nothing for me left back home in Belgium. All I ever wanted was here. I would do anything to get that green card.

It was night, and I was lying on my back, in bed. Through the open door I could still see the living room I was in earlier, and I think the others were still there. I noticed "Hayden" lying next to me, with some distance between us. I got a little closer and reached out for her, gently caressing her face and hair. The smile she gave me was one of acceptance, and love. We'd never spoken to each other, and yet we had this instant human connection. I went in for the kiss, and that's all I remember.

I think this is probably a layer 1 lucid anyways....I was over joyed at time...

I was having a normal dream I was in some shop or other. Interacting with normal bland drean characters (no offense to any dream characters out there).
When I left the shop the dream plot went wacko....Incredibly vivid cats started to race towards me...very very excited....
I could see every detail on them, the colours were vibrant and the fabric too...yes fabric...these dream character cats were made out of carpet and some out of cushion fabric with button eyes...but they were very...very alive...
They clamored for my attention, flocking to me.
I wondered if they would hurt me with their claws (did they even have claws? pin claws?)
I took a deep breath and let them come closer...they HUGGED ME...big cats, small cats, some blue,some patterned....lots of hugs....

Then I continued my dream as tho nothing had happened...this was a dream after all and this rumpus was...well out of place...so I continued on my dream way and it went back to non-lucid...

Later I returned to the shop and was accused of something. I would have been busted but two friends walked in behind me dressed with black trilby hats and black waistcoats and matching white shirts. The store owner thought they were the feds...and by default me also...
I checked over the crime scene...measured things up with a tape measure from the kitchen. Then made my way from stall to stall (those turny things they have in shops with merchandise on). Then made a break for the door. It was dark outside and pouring heavily with rain. I needed to find my car...THEN

Bounding out of nowhere came cats...new ones...calling my name...(awww)...Just as vivid and clearly sentient...they were just so excited and overwhelmed that I was here and that they had got to meet me *think i'm gonna cry*
I feel happy but then again a bit awkward telling myself this is not at all what dreams are supposed to be like...and I head off to look for my car in the deluge...

I started drifting to sleep. my bedroom doubled and distorted, my consciousness wavered. for a moment I identified my dream body and plugged my nose with it to anchor me in. The dream distorted heavily with this action. I almost lost it, but I held on and it stabilized. I focused on my breathing until the dream solidified. I leaped out of my bed and turned to face it. Sticking out my right hand and assuming a stance, I started with a stern force behind my voice: "KAA!" nothing seemed to have changed, the dream still felt like real life, so I began shifting perspective slightly: "ME! HAA!" the world around me started tremoring, destabilizing. I tried to stay in the dream as best I could: "ME!" but it was too much. the dream shifted, feeling like a portal rebound. I was presented with a forum I frequent in front of me in the moment before I woke up.

I am sitting at a wedding feast of the gods, which I apparently rejoined after leaving with Eris. Hera, Aphrodite, and Athena are alternately fuming at me, and ignoring me. I chuckle to myself.
I stand up and walk around. The setting on Mount Olympus is amazing. Wildflowers and majestic tall trees are everywhere.
I see Hercules drunkenly tossing boulders over a cliff, whooping it up. I join him at his side, tossing boulders over. He stops.
"No, Mr. Nothing, this game is called Drunken Boulder Toss. Every time you miss, you have to take a drink."
"Miss what?"
See that mountain? That's out target."
I toss a boulder at a mountain peak which is about two miles away. I make it about 15 or 20 yards out from the cliff.
Hercules laughs and pours wine out of a large barrel into a golden flask for me to drink. I drink deeply. It's amazing. Sweet, fruity, and delicious.
Zeus joins us. He tosses a boulder. It goes sailing into the sky until it's out of sight.
"You have missed, father!" Hercules laughs uproariously. Zeus joins in, and pours himself a drink.
I pick up a boulder and toss it straight up. It lands on my head, bounces off, then rolls off the edge of the cliff. Hercules falls over laughing, and Zeus hands me another drink of godly wine.
Pan walks over to us. He tosses a boulder to Hercules, who catches it. "I missed the mountain," he grins. And puts his face under the wine barrel spigot and pours it into his mouth he drinks the whole barrel.
"Okay... beetchez... firszt, I'mz going to toss one of theses bitchees..."
He picks up a boulder, and tosses it at the mountain. It sails through air, and hits it, making a huge cloud dust and a muffled boom. We all clap and laugh drunkenly.
"Hmm... let me try! That wine works well."
I pour an entire barrel into my mouth also.
I pick up a boulder and lift it above my head, and accidentally toss it backwards. It lands behind me on a steep slope, and rolls down to me. I turn, and the boulder crashes right into me. I get stuck to it, and roll with it down the cliff. It feels like a fun ride. The boulder and I, roll to the bottom, then I fly up and rejoin the other gods on the plateau above. They are laughing uproariously.
"Did I win?"
They laugh harder.
Zeus shouts, "NO!" with a thunder clap, and tosses a boulder at me, which I narrowly dodge.

+ fire in (my sister's room?) in childhood home starting under a bed. Some hot things had been leaning up against it, I try blowing out the initial flames but that doesn't work as they're too strong/big. I run for an extinguisher to the bathroom, but my best friend MR's father [deceased] comes running down the hall with MR and a bigger fire extinguisher and blasts the flames out with it.

+ DO view [high on the tail] riding on commercial jet airplane: the plane hugs the ground, following pipes and flying low dipping down into valleys to pull up only in the nick of time, it's quite a harrowing, roller-coaster-like ride. This is an unofficial flight? So the pilot must stay below radar detection altitude. Then we arrive at our destination and plop down on the water, the pilot announces that we have arrived into Iran and have landed near a crude oil processing facility.

+ (f) outside, windy, near airport, thinking about landing in this wind, view of wind-blown water, think I'm in Okinawa and all the trees provide a good windbreak for landing planes.

+ (f) some other dreams [with MR?]

Recall still very confused. As I am.

I'm baby-sitting with a friend, the toldder we're keeping a eye on is weirdly smart for a two years old still in diaper. We're on the run in the contry, at night. We enter a house to rest and change the baby. My friend try to pick up a glass bowl and somethig jump in her eyes, making her scream and drop the bol, which shatter on the floor, sending glass shards everywhere. I have to calm her down while holding the toddler, who is perfectly calm and collected.

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

I tried a new dream journal app on my phone and it turns out that it's a bastard because it only stores one dream entry per day. So I lost my other dreams and can't recall them either. I tried to SSILD last night but it was pretty ineffective as I just couldn't focus through the cycles, was still way too fatigued.

Dream - Girlfriend and daughter
I seem to be in my flat (this is pretty rare, I don't usually have dreams about my flat) and in my bed, just lying down with my laptop out messaging my girlfriend on skype. We send pictures and are just chilling out. She tells me that I should probably break up with her because another guy groped her against her will. I'm pretty shocked, but I tell her that I want to punch that guy and I wouldn't break up with her over that since she stopped him. The situation was that actually she had a sticker on her ass and she asked her friend to help get it off (it was a girl), and then the guy kind of swooped in on the situation. I told her not to let it happen again because it makes me worry when I'm so far away (we study at different universities). I also realize that as I typed it out to her, I actually sent it through text instead of skype. I had been a little disoriented by the whole 'break up with me' message I guess . I return to the skype conversation and see she has replied to my message, I tell her that I goofed up and sent the message before through text (not that it mattered). We continue talking I think, but I also think I start looking at old photos and videos of her. There were random pictures of her in a bikini, another where she had a real hairy stomach (this one I tried to ignore lol ). There were even some where she was posing on the bed . A video also started playing, it was one where I think I was videoing Arya playing with her mum and grandparents. They all charged at Arya and made a sort of dog pile and Arya loved it, she was giggling lots. Then I flick to another video where we're on a beach, my girlfriend looked really pretty. It seemed to be a grey day, and the wind was blowing a bit hard. We were climbing along the wave-cut platform of rocks, the video seemed to follow her (non-existent-in-real-life) cousin, I think she was 10ish?

A very vague night of dreams. Tried WBTB, faded in and out of a light sleep.

Fragment
Vague image of a X-Files episode set in Australia, in the dusty outback. Mulder by the back of an open trunk of a jeep?

Dream 1
Rainy rivers form on the slanted hill of asphalt outside an industrial hall, the sun is rising behind the trees lower down, the sky is a purple-orange. I try to get a large stagnant puddle moving down the hill with my feet, kicking water to the left and then down the small trickle of a river. It's not very efficient. I think Batman comes up, am I working for him?

A group of feral cats come up by the puddles, they are thin and weird looking like the Devon Rex breed. I look at one, a bit confused. At least I'm getting rid of the water, it won't bother these cats anymore.

I'm walking down a narrow and dark shopping mall hallway, there is a restaurant to the right. A mother and daughter exit the place and pass right in front of me with trays of noodle soup. Looks good.

I enter the well-lit central Metro station. It's like I'm back in high school, there are young kids around forming cliques. There are some mean girls sitting by a group of desks in front of a chalkboard right in the middle of the metro station. They are talking about a picture on the back page of a newspaper,it's a risque picture of one of the unpopular girls in white lingerie posing for an ad? as they laugh I'm acting indifferent and cool. I try to give the impression that I don't care for this kind of high school stuff, I walk away in a plaid shirt like the badass cool kid, feeling really tough.

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

Dream 1
It's daytime and I'm standing outside somewhere. In traffic I believe but close to an escalator. I call my old boss from the time I worked at Telfort. Not entirely sure what we talked about, but he's on his way. Somehow it feels like he's coming by motorcycle, which he doesn't have.

I enter the Telfort shop and one of my old colleagues is standing there. We talk for a bit. I remember me mentioning Vodafone, a competitor.

I am standing in my mom's kitchen, which is the backoffice for the Telfort shop. I'm with the earlier mentioned former colleague and someone else walks in. He started working there after I left, so he doesn't know me. We talk for a bit, but I feel some slight tension. Not too fond of the guy.

Dream 2
I am watching what seems like a documentary, which happens in 'full view'. It looks like a high-school toilet area, with a tile floor. The camera is positioned low, so that I have a sideways view of two teenagers laying on the ground. Documentary style, their names and ages are shown with white letters. I forgot their names, but the guy was 17 and the girl 16. While you can't actually see any of the action, it becomes obvious that they are having sex, right there in the middle of the toilet area, not even in the stalls. I think it's slightly odd that this is being aired. Is this even legal? The guy asks for another drink and grabs a bottle with a dark fluid from the wall (as if there was a shelf there, except there wasn't). The girl becomes mad that he needs to be drunk for this and can't do without.

It's now the hallway just outside the toilet area. The girl is claiming that she got assaulted by the guy, who is still in there. A teacher tries to get the guy to come out. He goes into the toilets but doesn't see anyone. I mention that the guy might be in one of the stalls, with his feet on the toilet so that you can't tell he's in there.

We are in a large room with some office desks. We (= one other guy and I) are trying to identify who the guy in the toilets is. It feels as if we are cops now. We look at stuff on the computer, such as old records and what not, but come up empty. The one guy that looks like the guy in the stalls is an adult man around his 40's. In looks he reminds me slightly of Vincent van Gogh or Louis CK. To our right, just next to the desk is a group of presumably teenagers standing, whom are very interested in what we're doing. To the left the girl in question walks by. We ask her some questions to help us out. What she tells us doesn't add up. She gives us a description of the guy which includes something about his hair length, which is way off.

I am now in cuffs. It's not certain yet that I've done something wrong, but just as a precaution. We seamlessly move from the office area to an outside area. It's already dark. The person that is handling me is Paul from Spin City. Can we at least put a jacket or something over me so that not everyone has to see that I'm cuffed? I start to think about how I would act if I was on the run from the police. How far would I come?

Exactly that happens. I am running. I don't recall my hands still being tied. While running I think about how I would contact my mom. Obviously I'd throw my own phone and simcard away, or else the police would trace it. I could send a message from a new phone and simcard, but my mom's phone might be tapped. I would have to ask a stranger to use his... but then they would know that stranger's location and thus also that I'm in the vicinity. Apparently that vicinity is in the southern part of the Netherlands. Ok I got it: that stranger needs to text a friend in the northern part of the Netherlands to text my mom. That will throw the cops of my trail. I'm running across still standing traffic. I run in between two cars and perform an aerial [freerunning move] to get by them, though that wasn't really necessary. Sweet! I can do that. Never nailed an aerial before. I'm not sure what I did, but I end up running back to where I came from. I perform another aerial, but from a less optimal position. I land, but need to touch a car with my hand for a moment for balance. I think it might've been an orange car. I continue running and put my hand on the rearlight for a moment for an extra push.

Dream 3
I meet up with my dreadlock artist from Indonesia. I think it might be a beach. Wow, his hair has become really long! How has it grown so much and has mine only grown a little bit? Then I notice that his dreads are thinner than they used to be and that halfway they have a different colour. Blond? He's using extensions! It feels weird that he of all people is using extensions, as if he is cheating.

Still on the beach, I am with my first girlfriend and her parents. We're talking about ordering drinks.

Dream 4
I'm talking to a freerunner I know, who is also a filmmaker. We are talking about healthy food and he tells me how difficult it is to find healthy food in Groningen. No it's not man, you just gotta stay away from the candy and all that stuff. While this conversation plays in my mind I see a totally different image. I see a trippy freerunning sequence for a videoclip. The image is turned 90° at one point.

Dream 5
I'm supposed to use a syringe to draw some blood from myself. It's supposed to go into my belly, next to my belly button. I'm quite nervous about it. The only syringe I have left is one I already used once. That's not really hygienic is it... I decide to risk it. I start to look for a good spot on my belly. There are still some marks from the other syringes I used a while back. Don't wanna get too close to that. I start taking deep breaths, which causing my belly to also move in and out. This in turn causes me to accidentally insert the syringe already to the left side of my belly. I decide to roll with it and push it further in. Man this feels weird. It kinda hurts a bit.

A few months ago I had to do this daily for 30 days, except I had to inject myself instead of drawing blood.

* I am in this parking lot with a group of people when I take off flying with a black cape showing off my skills to the public. A couple is right behind me flying showing me that they can also fly as well. I tell them that is awesome you can fly too.

Then we start the fly over scenery which seem to be like city buildings with in a dark setting. The the guy flying with his chick losses the group with his girlfriend and she flies off in the distance.

After this the guy turns into some sort of a demon and then tries to attack me. At some point with me in the couple flying earlier in the dream we discuss how awesome it is to fly within a lucid dream so I believe I had a brief moment of lucidity.

Fragment: opening a door of a flat looking out into a passgaeway, I remember that the brickwork was very ornate.

I was in a large room. A very famous plastic surgeon was giving a talk at a podium in the middle of the room. I don't remember much of the talk, there was lots of movement around the room, I can't remember why. I wanted to go to theatre with the surgeon, he was explaining why only medical students could go with him at the moment but that he was going to make space for other doctors.
Then the queen was going to have liposuction. I can't remember much about it. I'm not sure if it was the same dream but I also knew she was going to die in the next couple of days and was thinking about what was going to be on TV after her death.
Then I was watching an Australian talking about the death of someone else who was supposed to be famous, but I had never head of them,and it was getting boring. He was stood outside a small building with TV cameras around him.

I was in a small back garden my wife had sent me out and I was looking through a large rack of blankets for one particular one but it wasn't there. Suddenly there were about five fighter planes in the sky and I recognosed that they were new futuristic planes and I was really excited. I leant against the garden fence to watch but it almost gave way. The planes flew around making lots of noise. Then I realised that there was a large barn in the field behind and hundreds of people were coming out after the air display. I went back into the house which was a small flat, and lots of people came back with me.
I saw an old friend and thought 'why didn't he let me know about the display? In the old days he would have asked me if I wanted to go with him.'