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So close to achieving a WILD lucid last night, SO CLOSE. I did a WBTB around 2:15 for ~5 minutes, then went back to bed and did some SSILD cycles. After getting through the cycles perfectly I decided to move into a more comfortable position and head to sleep. I had actually wanted to WILD during the process but it didn't happen so I was hopeful that I would get a DILD later on. It took me ages to fall asleep again though, the increase in awareness from SSILD kept me awake for ages... Finally though, I started to feel a dream forming... The images I was experiencing, the movement of my body in the dream world. I could feel myself transitioning into the dream state. I was walking and I looked at the ground, it was concrete. There was a large industrial building to me left, a car park to my right and a main road ahead of me. The first thing to enter my head was to shout 'stabilize' and get some foothold in the dreamscape. Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding-ding! Just as I had felt myself enter this dream, just as I was sure that this time I would succeed at a WILD, just as I was about to break my dry spell... I wake up suddenly to the sound of my alarm. Oh my f*cking god O_O. I had set another alarm for 4:30am to wake me up for a DEILD. *calms self*. I turned it off with minimal movement and tried for the next 10 minutes to get back that WILD with no luck. Couldn't be more pissed . All that time spent to get a failed WILD and then I barely had any dreams because my sleep was short

Dream 1 - Asian wife in the future
It's like 20 years in the future, I had been married to a beautiful asian woman and we had a half-cast daughter together. I remember being ambitious and wanting to travel around the world for work. But my wife was 'terrestrially anxious' which apparently meant she didn't like being off land (i.e. in a plane or boat). So she remained in the country while I went overseas, we split up because of it. My daughter was half-cast asian in this dream and was overseas with me in my fancy house or something. I was happy, but I missed my wife. My daughter wondered why we had even split up but she wouldn't understand. I think I decide to head back overseas to my wife on a plane and try and get back together with her.

I was going to school. It was during a flood. I had maths. I entered the classroom, and the teacher already took me for exam. I had to write a project. I started good, though I had to explain my thoughts on it to the teacher. Luckily I passed. Later when I was back home after school, everything was enveloped with red glow. Alerts in radio said about terrorists attack.

*Later this day i had two sudden exams in a row, in one I had to explain my way of thinking to the teacher. Hope that terrorists part won't get real.

I'm in a place where people travel in lift. It looks like a airport, with white tiles and tired travelers, but people wait around lifts rather that gates. The economic classes travels standing up, twenty per lifts, while paying extra allow you to travel seated, zight per lift. I wait my turn, holding a crystal teardrop shaped phial. When it fills with bright yellow foarm, I know it's time to get in. I enter my lift and open the folding seat, it's red velvet. accross from me is a middle aged busness man, to my right a woman, to my left the door. The lift fills in and the door close with a ting! then we're moving up. The man sitting in front of me starts to go on and on about how he can't différenciate men and women of asian origin and how they all looks the same to him. I dryly remark that a chinese man could say that all western men look the same to him, and of course he is rightfully indignant, not getting the hint.
We get off the lift and I go on my merry way, reaching a sort of seminar. A man hand me inking supplies and I find a table to try them, edging myself between rather famous artists in the process.

So, it's been weeks, maybe a month, since I've had a lucid dream. I even bought a book on lucid dreaming, Lucid Dreaming, Plain and Simple by Waggoner & McCready. It's super informative btw. For some reason, I started having difficulty in LD'ing where I hadn't before and I couldn't figure out what I was doing wrong. Then I realized that I hadn't been daydreaming or imagining story scenes for my writing in a while, and I started doing that again. Last night, I finally had a Lucid Dream!

The scene leading up the moment of lucidity was weird. I was in a garage trying to pick up some gumball machine I'd won and I look across the garage and I see myself sitting at a table. Myself was watching me and I was staring at her hard. Suddenly she gives me this slow nod with a slick smile, like, "Yeah, this is it." and I realize that I'm dreaming!

I start getting super excited and suddenly, she (Myself) whips some golden Marvin-the-Martian looking gun out at me and threatening or warning me. At the time I didn't understand what she was doing so I ignored her saying, "Girl please, I know that isn't real." And kept on walking past her. (Now that I'm awake, I think what she was trying to warn me about was getting too excited because in the book I've been reading, it specifically says to not get excited in a lucid dream otherwise you'll lose the lucidity.) I walked outside and I was on Aspen Way, which is my parents' street. I look down at my hands to regain focus. (Another tip!) and was surprised to find that I actually had 10 fingers. I decided to test my "faith" in my dream. I didn't attempt flying, but I did walk up an invisible stairway. But my legs started feeling funny, so I stopped walking up and just started walking down the street on air. I'm walking down my neighborhood and I'm passing houses that I know aren't on my street. I think, "This isn't right, but the houses are nice." I keep walking down the street, passing some Alice in Wonderland theme house. I think aloud, "Now that's cute!" I continue walking into the woodsy area, up to a cottage. But then... I WOKE UP!!! I felt my boyfriend roll over in the bed beside me and it woke me up. Frustrating, but hey! I got there!

I'm where I get my meds. I have to take them outside in the front of the house. I find that odd and I become semi lucid. I'm sitting by a friend and I can't hear him but I think he is singing about going home and I like his song...


I started reading Robert Waggoner's book Lucid Dreaming, Plain and Simple. Told myself before bed that tonight I allow myself to remember my dreams. There's an idea also in the book to score my dreams. So I have 3 points starting now...

I had a multitude of dreams and each one I was with a different girl and I always ended up kissing her right before the transition to the next dream or right before I woke up. The first time I felt like I had over slept so I checked my phone but I knew I hadn't really checked it. It was very vivid and I probably should have just waited to fall back into an entire landscape but I rolled over to check and see if there was any morning light which there was none so I checked my phone and saw I had 40mins left so I started to sleep again.. this dream was a fight match or something in the ring and I was there watching it and this girl I had said hi to (super good looking) was standing by me and I said something to her and she went and showered. When she got back she was in a towel but was wearing it like a dude just around the waist and she kept nudging closer to me so I started making out with her and then I woke up.

Some fragments 🌸

Being rigorously trained for a competition of some sort - remember getting feed back again and again with no let up - Lucid-dreaming camp😃

Amazing Harry Potter dream bits - rushing about on my broomstick with my fellow gang around and behind me - I am the one in front leading us all out of harms way⚡️⚡️⚡️Suddenly the chase ends in a huge old building where many people are gathered. I know that a cirtain badie is standing at the top of a huge staircase and about to come down the stairs and I shout to my friend and grap her hand yanking her away from his view ( because I am aware that this particular baddie uses a cirtain spell from above on people if he gets the upper view of them ) ... As he comes into view I point my wand and cast a serious spell at him
" expectus ...peliyanuus ' I call out but realise I actually dont know the spell or have forgotten its exact pronounciation( after a recent Harry Potter dream I got an app on spells and was going to learn some in WL ... but I havnt got round to learning them yet&#128171
So I backed that spell up with Another point of my wand and a spell that came to me
" finished, dead!!! " I called out ...
- a bit crude but it worked - as I waved my wand I threw the badie into the center of the room and brought another 2 badies into the mix with him from corners of the room and held them all in the air for a moment suspended and I called out my spell again - " Finished,dead!"
They all fell to the ground from the great hight ⚡️with a 'thump' ⚡️when I released them from the levitation spell 🌺

D1 - spent about an hour trying to recall this one using all methods, in end came back to me at end of D2
- walking round streets, nothing unusual. Unable to find way , dissorientated , all streets look unknown to me, alien. Street after street. Eventually get to open space above town. There is a plaza infront of a cathederal. I evidently lose it a bit as I use powers to grow to gigantic proportions. I can see my towering shadow and terrified look of people around. I lose it somemore and there is rubble everywhere, looks like sandstone, yellowish rubble. I am persued by townsfolk and escape to underground tunnel. There a nice lady, clearly spiritual as she has long wavy hair, bangles etc and a sweet smile. possibly elvish but dont quote me on that. She connects my arm to a magical machine with loads of tendril like trailing wires and some machinery. My wounds are healed.
D2 - I am travelling on bus/coach. Troublesome girls put some embarressing literature into my hands. It is white with each page having a different coloured flouresent ink ,pink etc. I grab it not wanting my daughter, who is little to see it. We proceed along the aisle as the bus is stopping. We move down to a lower section and I deposite the material on a seat and rush down to the exit. And wait and wait through those intermiably embarressing moments as the big white door doesnt open.
Finally it opens and I dash off and under an underpass but am persued by an irrate mum and her small son! She accuses me but I deny it, totally red faced looking other way.
D3 - (Cant recall beginning)
Guy with blond hair is fighting shadow men. They are made of black dust. He uses a metal spike or short spear and some cool moves to dispatch them. They break into disapearing clouds of dust, quite satisfyingly. He is tired. I warn him that one is still there in his dark room of ground floor flat. Very long room with central seating area and bedrooms off too one end on a lower level. I tell him he will need a better weapon. I go to use a portal for another dimension, handy. unfortunately one of the three strangely garbed people at the portal is a fake, shape shifter. We kill him but he just transforms into another body, and other...this could go on for a while as there are hundreds of gold rectangular pouches on the ground each containing a different person/soul for him to use.
D4 - i play a strange game involving smashing and combining, not sure, crystals. I am in a large cavernous room, very dark, with a giant pool table. I seem to be either tiny or zoomed in on action with zillions of many coloured crystals on table.
I notice P and S are in kitchen as light is on dimmly. I go to use fridge to find it covered in tons of washing, even door has washing jammed in it. Light from fridge is bright.

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Lucid

Last night I woke up in between dreams a few times. Since I was attempting to DEILD I didn't take any notes in between dreams. Hence more fragments and less complete dreams.

Fragments
» I'm with a group of my Dutch friends whom I met in Indonesia. We are having a lot of fun together. There's something with us renting mopeds. This dream felt quite awesome and I definitely would have recalled it all had I taken notes immediately.

» My blond female housemate is in my room. There's something food related. We have some delicious.. bread(?) with bacon or something alike. We're going to bed. I have a highsleeper (is that the correct English word? ), but there is a mattress on the floor which we're gonna sleep on together. It feels really normal though and not in the slightest way sexual.

» I'm living in an old school building. There's something about the internet. Since it used to be a school, adult content is filtered. There's an orange cord and device on the (kitchen) counter. It looks like a separate modem, probably used when people want to look up adult content.

Dream 1: Porn
I'm on the sofa with my girlfriend. She is asleep, with her head on the right side and her legs towards the middle. I'm sitting to her left with my laptop on my lap. At one point I decide to turn 90° to the right, so that she can't see my screen should she wake up. I have a shitload of porn on my laptop. I could read the names of the folders. It's tucked away in a folder, in a folder, in a... you get the idea. Except that it's not exactly hidden. I disable the sound and play one of the movies. Sound, moaning. Shit! I try to disable the sound again. Nothing happens. Turn down the sound. EXIT VIDEO! My girlfriend wakes up slightly and asks what I'm doing. I'm not sure what I told her. Then I have a mild panic moment. All this porn is inside the folder of a uni course. I think I copied this folder for my Indonesian classmate (the same classmate as in the next dream). I start to think real hard. Did I copy the porn to my classmate?

I blame this dream on you, werty52!

Dream 2: Struggling lucidity
I'm outside during the day. I believe I'm talking to my Indonesian classmate, though a different one than the one I often dream about. This is the first time I recall seeing this particular classmate in a dream. We walk in to a building. It gives the impression of a university building: big, spacious. At this point I don't really recall the interior, except for one particular part, which is hard to describe. (Note for myself: it's like the computer 'cubes' at the 2nd floor of the uni library, except the wooden dividers are like a black metal mesh.) Desks are arranged in an inward facing square, with a computer screen hanging from the metal mesh. The kind of stereotypical hacker's desk in a movie. There is a woman behind one of the computers. I'm not sure what she's doing. The screen is quite dark in terms of the colours which are displayed and it's quite monotone (like working in Word: the majority of your screen stays the same). There's a fairly big digital counter near the top right which displays a certain time, though I don't remember what that time is. Also a small one in the very upper right I believe, with a different time. I'm supposed to meet my student councillor at.. 15:00 I think it was. The big displayed time leads me to believe that there is still plenty of time. At one point I take my iPhone out of my right pocket and see that the time on the screen is far behind. I'm late. Damn. I don't have time to properly say bye to my cllassmate. The student councillor is a woman who is sitting in the middle of the square, nearly boxed in. There's a girl sitting on a comfy chair just outside of it. I feel like she is waiting for her appointment with the student councillor. I explain to the student councillor what happened. I stumble with my words a bit, forgetting that I have to switch to English now (which makes no sense, a student councillor here would speak Dutch and I would already be talking in English after talking with my Indonesian classmate). In the end I still talk in Dutch, as does she. I need her help in getting a declaration for a government institute. She helps me out. She wants to walk to a quiet place. Somewhere where people won't be asking questions once I tell my personal story to her. We walk around the big open room and I see some chairs and desks. She decides to sit down together in the middle of a lecture, in the midst of a group of students. She tells me that I need to ask this lecturer for the help I need. What the.. now? I feel quite embarrassed. Also I'm not quite sure what to ask. I fiddle with a hideous scar/wound that I have on my hand (thankfully that one ain't real ). I remember seeing a logo either on a screen or on a piece of paper, quite big as well. It's a purple square or cube and there's also a green one. It reminds me of the logo's for Excel and OneNote. Once the lecturer is near the student councillor asks him something, though I don't remember what. After that she asks me some personal questions. I reply to them all and am a bit annoyed. We start walking. All the questions she's asking and all the effort she's putting into it may ruin everything. Just draw up the statement already. There are two low walls inside the building, sort of decorative. Perfect parkour opportunity. The left one is flat, the right is like "\", but not nearly as extreme (I couldn't think of the proper English word ). The low point is on the far end of me. Both walls are just a few metres long. I jump to the left wall and onto the right one. I perform a sideflip of the right wall onto the ground. Just as I'm about to push off for the sideflip I think to myself how foolish it is to do a sideflip. I've practiced it maybe 3 times. I'm bound to rotate in a weird and unpredictable way. I do it perfectly though. Then I remember that I said to myself that I would perform a RC if something parkour related happens. I realise this must be a dream as there is no way that I'm able to nail that sideflip in reality. I sit on the ground and close my eyes. I try to solidify this idea of it being a dream. I place my hands on the ground and feel it. It's cold and hard. I feel the specs of sand that people have dragged in here with their shoes. I move my hand to the left, to the end of the floor so I can feel the plinth. Dirty from a lot of dust. Ielw. I realise that this is not helping, as in reality I'm in the same place and thus I could also be feeling this with my real body (I'm an idiot ). I start to think about which year it is this dream is occurring in, maybe that will differentiate it from reality for me. Damn, this dream is in 2015, just like reality. That didn't help. I perform the 'finger through palm' and 'breathing through a closed nose' techniques. Both fail me. Come on! This is a dream, right?

I was a bit hesitant to label this a lucid, because I didn't really have any control, plus I was still struggling to fully solidify the 'this is a dream' mentality.

Jet lag still bad. My schedule is still upside down. I finally slept about 6 hours "at night" last night in addition to about 3-4 in the late afternoon yesterday (gave in). 1mg melatonin at "bedtime" to make sure I fall asleep.

+ walking through the lego competition, at the end of the displays I fly/hover to college friend & roommate NI over the bookcase, I land right up against him and we hug, he says something. I realize while hovering that I am moving from the power of sheer will alone

+ follow the hot thong-wearing girl(s) to the ice skating river, choosing parking places, where are my hockey skates?, oh crap look my arm is broken! This means I can't go skating.

+ in the bedroom, go to the window to (open/close) the screen, the screen doesn't fit the window

+ in the back seat of the old-time convertible sitting with friends, I'm turned sideways so that my legs extend across the uni-seat , seat belt on (shoulder belt), driver going fast & hitting bumps, my legs fly high into the air, good thing my belt's on, I should face forwards

+ in the large public bathroom, L-shaped, leave coming around the corner, there are some kids there, outside we're at a candy stand.

1-2 major (near epic? long, detailed) late dreams that completely fell out of my head. Odd, usually it's the earlier ones that slip. Jet lag sucks!

+ (impression) something with college friend and roommate FG?

10.29.15

Sleep 3:30pm - 10pm

I'm with a huge crowd of people, hundreds, maybe thousands. We are starting something new, like a new school maybe. They are putting us in order and I end up being #1.

Some kind of a test but not really a test, or they don't tell us. But something happens and people are trapped under water. I'm on the bottom of some U-shaped ditch that's very deep but not that wide. I look up and I see many feet of water above me. Water is clear and there is lots of items in it. I do something and I save the people but I don't see details how or what I did.

Now we are sitting outside again. He announces the results of the test, who was the best. He calls my number, #1. I have to stand up and I say hi while I look around at everybody.

I only remember my last 2 dreams besides waking up briefly and trying to remind myself to remember the prior dream (I forgot it).

Dreamed I was back in high school. I got on the bus and got off at the wrong stop. The bus I'd been on is the bus that I take to work now, but the layout of the city itself had changed quite a bit, and there was a suburb where downtown should have been. I freaked out, because it meant that I was going to be 15 minutes late, and I was already in huge trouble academically. I'd been warned that I couldn't be late even one more time, or I wouldn't pass the grade I was in.

I also realized I wasn't on the street I thought I was on, which would have been a straight shot to the school. I was on a side street I didn't recognize. In fact, it was even a dead end.

Some other students had gotten off the bus at the same time I had, for some reason. They were older kids. So the older kids seemed kind of confused and annoyed by how panicky I was. But they allowed me to follow them. Once we reached a street I recognized, I was able to find my way to the school.

The school was my old middle school. I did get in exactly 15 mins late. I ran into my "brother" - not anything like my real life brother, really just a dream character - as he went down the stairs as everybody went between classes (despite it only being 20 mins into the school day) and explained my problem. He told me "Well, go to your first class, then!"

Then I realized that I had forgotten which class my first class was. I thought maybe it was English, but I wasn't sure. I also didn't know exactly where it was located.

Then two school administrators came up and started yelling at me, demanding to know why I was late and why I wasn't in class. They were wearing brown leather dusters.

My perspective shifted to just outside my body. At that point, I realized that I was a giant floating pink cartoon brain, and so was my brother. He had thick boxy glasses on and a dorky shirt collar and was generally a nerd. He looked down on me for being "stupid".

Then for some reason our roles switched - I watched an outside comparison of my bubbly-squishy-"stupid" state and my much more streamlined-looking "intelligent" state, and my "brother" became the "stupid" one.

He'd always looked down on me for eating lots of junk food and gross/fried foods, one of them being something the school cafeteria served that in the dream was called "cop-burgers" but once he'd switched places with me, he suddenly realized how delicious everything was.

At some point he locked himself in the bathroom with a bunch of junk food and once he'd finished it, demanded to know (through the door) if I had any more burgers. I said, no. But I was also kind of him at the same time, staring into a sink full of fast food wrappers, and yelling, "Do you have any pork drippins'?"

And that dream ended.

I woke up, was a little weirded out by that one, and went back to sleep.

I dreamed that I was looking through what I think was a Walmart for a present for my uncle. I wanted to get him a grill. I was crouched down on the floor looking through the bottom shelves for cooking grills, and there was a tiny propane grill you were supposed to be able to use on your counter top, but it really just looked like a weird tiny charcoal grill. It had little canisters it came with. You were supposed to buy more to refill it, but they were expensive, so my mother (who was suddenly there) argued with me about that. Eventually, I put it back on the shelf.

Then I was in a cartoon and there was a puppy and I ran inside after it. So it turned out to belong to a girl who was trying to give it away. She was a complete stranger, but I just crawled right into her bed with the puppy and went to sleep.

I sort of recall maybe having a conversation with her, but I was mostly interested in paying attention to the puppy.

*I'm hanging out with one of my old friends and I noticed that her daughter media is growing up. She is getting a lot older and I comment that she's growing up so fast.

After falling asleep I find myself waking up on a hospital bed from two guys arguing about what they should do. I could see a doctor talking to my parents. Stating that I will be alright but my arm is broken and that my leg is seriously injured. That for sometime I will need a crane to walk. Once I hear this, I felt very confuse. The doctor looks at me and leaves the room to where my family ask am I feeling alright? I attempt to lift my body up on the bed but struggle. I tried to lift my arm but it wouldn't move properly anymore.

I turn my face to their direction to only see them tear up. I ask them what is happening? They tell me I should rest but that only made me wanted to know more. I ask again, my mother states that I was in a car accident and that I went unconscious. I remember falling asleep but could not recall where exactly. I manage to get my upper body up, and ask her what date is it? she said it's been weeks from October. My eyes lit up, and for some reason the only thought I could think of is that I am from the past.

I try to explain more to her that I exist 2- 3 weeks prior from now and that I have been experiencing near death situations. I've been having the feeling that I will soon be horribly injured and that she had help me become aware of when this will happen. I ask her exactly where it happen, she said on September 11th I will get in a car and will get in to an accident during the drive. I thank her and then felt enough energy to get up. As I did this I see a calender and decided to check it out.

The calender labels the date as year 30000. I begin to feel confuse again and look at my mother saying it's the year 30000? She calmly says yes and that I've been out of it for a long time. I couldn't believe what I was hearing, this doesn't make any sense I tell her, how can any of this still be here? I rush to the window expecting to see anything futuristic and very hard for my modern day self to understand. But everything look normal bland and just lame. My mother must have gone mad and that the calender was not real.

I leave the room and starting examining the way I am feeling to see if it felt dream like. But it all felt real and I didn't feel like I had the option of waking up, despite noticing the hospital had now change in to the house I am use to. The kitchen looks normal, that's when I see my brother walking toward me. Knowing my brother is intelligent he was sure to bring some clarification to this situation. He says hi to me and I tell him could he follow me to where our mother was. I believe she needs help, he agrees and we enter the room.

I see my father sleeping on the bed, I begin to explain the situation to my brother but out of no where he begins to act strange. He jumps on the bed next to our father and snuggles all over the blankets with a huge smile. I fortunately now realize that I am dreaming, I wake up. Lucidity Time: 6 seconds.

Notes:
- Feels kinda stupid that it had to happen this way in a stupid dream.
- Very immersive.

[Plot 1 begins]:
So I'm with this girl I've been talking with a bit lately. OK, I might have a little crush on her, but we haven't dated or anything of the sort. We're chilling out on my couch, about to watch a movie, and we've got blankets. We're talking, and feeling a little flirty. We get closer to each other, and she starts whispering to me. We embrace each other, and we kiss. I close my eyes; enjoy the moment for a little while. Then, I start to feel a little regretful. I imagine my dad saying, "Really? That soon?" And I feel a little bad. It was way too early in a relationship to have this sort of thing happen. I let it happen nonetheless, and eventually we stop.

[The dream fragments... ]

Then I woke up and felt good that I got to have the experience without it actually happening in real life