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Sitting in a room with a bunch of unfamiliar folk. Someone I used to know comes in sits down and hands out packets of trading cards. I open mine, they are a fantasy theme. One is green with pictures of Elves on it. Theres writing which I read aloud but I forget now as it was a big heap of rubbish. I find myself outside, hopping on pavement slabs like a wee boy thinking that those cards were a lot like 'Magic - the Gathering' that I used to play IRL

In the shop. My auntie appears with a pack of horrible rusty coloured socks - ' A woman bought these yesterday, shes really angry because they're a different colour to the ones in the window (which they are not) and they definitely aren't less than £1'

I'm looking into the oark beside my house as IRL. One of the hills have been completely removed and there is now a big hole.

I decided to post this up because I had some interesting dreams when I fell unconscious. Originally woke up from normal sleep at 9:10, started 12:30, woke up 14:35, fell unconscious around 13:00. This makes about my 6th failed nap WILD, but the first one where the problem was I fell unconscious. I'm usually too awake to WILD.

I'm lying down prepared to WILD. I'm on my stomach and after what feels like 7 minutes, I use KingYoshi's "Rolling Victory" and roll over to my side. I didn't really feel very comfortable so I rolled over again on my back. After another about 10 minutes, my body went very numb but my head didn't feel very comfortable so I decided to roll over again to my other side, my normal sleeping position. I felt my body go really numb here after a bit of time, but I just couldn't go to full body paralysis. All the while, even though I felt sleepy enough to fall asleep, I was still a bit too conscious, so I was thinking a dark void and of course, my anchor. After a cycle of this and back to my normal sleeping position again, my motivation dropped significantly and here was where I didn't pay enough to my breathing (my anchor) and fell asleep.

I had a dream where I was trying to WILD. I was having the regular problem where I was way too conscious of my surroundings and couldn't sleep. I got up and went downstairs down to my laptop and was just doing stuff. While walking there I'm pretty sure my brother was on the couch trying to WILD (in waking life he doesn't even practice lucid dreaming), but I'm not very sure. I was sitting there on my laptop when I suddenly decide to close my eyes. For some reason I could still see everything in front of me but I knew my eyes were still closed. The scene was exactly the same with my eyes closed, except that it seemed to be night time because it was really dark and my sister was standing in front of me. Or so I thought. She looked the same but seemed demonic when I recall it but at the time I wasn't phased, and I was thinking I should WILD, right there. So I set the intention to and while still viewing the static scene, full body paralysis was gradually affecting me. I was waiting for it when it suddenly stopped coming. I was trying really hard to make it come but couldn't. It just stayed at about 85% paralysis. My body felt extremely numb but not completely paralyzed. I was going to become angry about when the dream ended.

I start off Watching Sentai kakurangers and there is some kind of a strange event going on. I see many flying zords some of them had ape-like faces and were a bunch of feral animals and the others were vehicular. I saw one was Astro Megazodr and he was flying along side them. They were talking about something and then they laughed and flew off somewhere.

I appear in the dream outside in the daytime. I'm Semi lucid the whole time while I'm present and I see some men around. They are walking around in groups, talking to each other and laughing. I walked passed them and was near a school then I feel my skin get cooler as the wind blew on it and then I realized that I was naked.

run next to a ledge with a statue on it and crouch down, avoiding the group of men that was walking towards the school but didn't realized that there was a single guy already sitting next to the statue on the ledge.He caught sight of me and he hopped down and started laughing. He was being flirty and talking to me then I told him that it is quite common for people to end up naked in a dream. Once I said that, he got quiet and stopped speaking to me. Then I said "Now that you realize that it is a dream it's not fun no more." For some reason I thought that was funny and laughed at his reaction.

After that the dream shift back to Zords. This time they have arrived at the location they were flying to and it was a battle going on with three other Megazords and and unseen monster/entity. The three Megazords was The Ninja Megazord, the Shogun Megazord and Ninjor. Astro and the beastly zords soon joined the battle. The thing they were fighting was standing up and was encircled by the Ninja and Shogun Megazord. The thing pushed the Shogun Megazord back, he stumbles back but immediately he comes back at the monster and grabs onto him and holds him. Ninja Megazord was behind him and jumped on to the thing and so did Ninjor.

Now it switches back to me and I'm in the same place and was near a library. I began making my way over to it.

Meanwhile at the battle the being they were fighting has falling( probably from them jumping onto it's back) and is now on the ground and here, is when the being was revealed.

Daizyujin was the one the zords were attacking. Astro and Ninjor was behind him while he was down and both Ninjor and Astro hooked Daizyujin's arms and started trying to lift him up and Shogun grabbed one of his legs and also started trying to lift him up. Daizuyjin was a hot mess as he was down on the ground with one of his legs being held up and his arms pinned by Ninjo and the Astro Megazord.

Sometime had pass and I'm now in a parking lot that was filled with cars and people.

Shogun who had just got back from fighting is now in the library which looks a bit cramped up and more like a small gas station store only with book in the shelves and along the walls. Shogun picked up two books that were at least 3 inches thick each and then smashed them together. The pages interlocked with each other then he got a third, thinner book and put it on top of it then went to the checkout where a woman awaited him. He put the jumbled mess of books on the counter, in front of her.

I'm now more Lucid and I'm in the parking lot where I was before and was thinking about Daizyujin. I Called his name and looked into the sky to see if he would appear. Someone heard me calling his name and was wondering who it was that was talking about Daizyujin. He never appeared and then I see that the buildings in front of me were restaurants. I entered one and seen that it was Chinese and got out because I didn't have any money to be messing around in there. I came out and to me direct right of me was some kind of playroom, where people go inside of it and all kind of fun events are hidden inside.

Reason why I haven't been posting is that it's been about a month since my last lucid dream, before this one
Short one but might be the end of my dry spell.

Lucidity: 7/10
Control: 5/10
Vivacity: 7/10

I'm talking to Jacky Chan on a beach (lol). The ocean's to my right and to my left is a tropical forest. There are coconuts lying on the ground. The guy asks me to lucid dream, I decide to WILD .

I close my eyes and in an instant, I find myself in a playground like the one I used to go to when I was a kid. I feel the dream is very unstable and I try to stabilize, but soon I can't even move my "dream muscles" and I "wake back up" on the Island. I do an in-dream DEILD.

I'm back in the playground, and I decide to just have some fun jumping around. I want to jump to a rail which is about twice as far as I could jump IRL. I decide to use the only reliable flying technique for me, but just to enhance my jumps. As i push off the platform, I focus on a feeling in my whole body; it feels like my whole body is being dragged across the air, like I am magnetized upwards. I do a few more jumps like this and "wake up" again and deild. Until I wake up.

In this dream my mother was with me, and we were next to the trash can. There was tension because my husband had thrown away art supplies that could still be used. While I agreed with my mother that it was a waste and I understood they were important to her because she always pushes our kids to take more interest in art, but I also knew I should not overwrite my husband's decision and side with my mother against him. I woke up from this nap before making up my mind what to do.

Morning of May 24, 2015. Sunday.



I have returned to a fictional recurring dream location that I had been to several times before in past dreams, which is some sort of fancy resort, or was by this point, with a large lake mostly on the southern side in most cases and the fictional “enchanted forest” region north of the resort. Although it slightly reminds me of an area of the Mississippi River (or Black River area) of La Crosse, it also somehow reminds me of the essence of my elementary school’s playground in Florida, especially in this dream.

I talk to a younger male (who has a female staff member with him) about how I used to enjoy going out on the lake in a boat. However, as I grow closer to the end of my dream, I notice that most of the lake is gone, with only a few puddles remaining. There are still boats on the muddy ground, even a fishing boat farther out. I think about going out to look around but realize that the ground is probably too soft to safely walk on. I wanted my family to enjoy the area, although we may be staying here for a time anyway. There are not that many patrons in the area. I do not know or learn what had caused the lake to disappear. I even ponder upon why the resort would even be open with no more lake to supplement it.

This may be a very similar situation in meaning to my lifelong recurring fishing dreams (as well as similar dreams of the past where lakes or rivers become shallow or vanish during the course of my dream). One of the first ones similar to this regarding a body of water getting lower over time was “The Angler” from 1965. Over the last thirty years, I have more and more come to understand that it simply represents the waking process. As the water becomes lower over time, so also does the “deepness” or “impact” (or more “realistically” rendered detail in some cases) of the dream. It may also be that flood dreams sometimes represent a “struggle” with the waking process (especially if latent apnea is relative). In fact, even “escape” dreams (where you are trying to get away from something) may possibly only represent a “struggle” with the waking process in some cases, especially if the dream is also influenced or “scripted” by environmental sounds during sleep.

It becomes apparent that I have been watching too much Battlestar Galactica, I start having a lot of dreams with cylons. I also miss a very obvious cue that I am dreaming.

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I was a part of a fleet, very reminiscent of the one from the show, but distinctly different. It had split, and half of us had set down upon a planet to await further instructions. All the higher-ups were with the other group, so I suddenly found myself with more power and responsibilities than I had ever had before. We expected no resistance here, so most of us took the downtime as a sort of shore leave. We could finally breathe fresh air and stretch our legs. The atmosphere was breathable, and the forested landscape was very reminiscent of Earth.

We had a few large carrier ships here along with a number of smaller vessels. All were fitted out with a number of detachable, five-man pods, which could be easily moved or picked up by our multitude of small ferry ships. They were our emergency escape option if we did not have enough time to get the larger ships into the air. We would shuttle the pods into orbit and hope for recovery.

I was stationed in one of the smaller ships that was mainly populated by political workers; secretaries, advisers and the like. We all got along quite well, which was fortunate given how little space we had to share.

I was outside enjoying the warm daylight air. The youngest of our group approached, an energetic male in his late-twenties. He made a comment in regards to our continued survival. He was wondering just how long we could expect to live. The rest of us shared a knowing look and laughed.
"I have cancer," I told him. I was not upset by it.
"So you're dying?" he asked. The question took me aback.
"Well yes, I suppose so."

I wandered around the metal landing brace that we had been gathered around. The air was fresh and plants flourished on this planet. My older friend turned to face me as I approached. He had dark, curly hair and a lazy eye, but he was a very perceptive man.
"Have you been having any dreams?" he asked.
"I have, actually. They're pretty good." I shrugged. Any significance had been lost on me.

Nice one.

We were back on the ship, in a small area under the open air. It was certainly not a section of the ship that could be utilised during space-flight. Our young friend came into the room.
"Doesn't it drive you mad sometimes, that any of us could be a cylon and not even realise it?" he asked, exasperated. My friend with the lazy eye addressed his concerns.
"Whenever I start having those thoughts, I sit down for a while and use this, and it reminds me of what I am." He held up a fist-sized ball covered in a multitude of small, coloured dots. As he rolled it around in his hands with grace and skill, the spectral patterns would seem to move around the ball, following his guidance. It was a remarkable sight.
"But doesn't that just mean you are more likely to be a cylon?" the young man joked, marvelling at the creation.
"The orb is covered in floating, magnetic beads," replied my friend.
"Oh," another chimed in. "I always found that thing fascinating."

I was outside again, enjoying a quiet evening stroll. That's when the attack began. Fighters came in out of nowhere and began shooting up the ships. We were caught unawares, and the larger carriers would take some time to warm up for flight. I saw a couple of shuttles begin ferrying pods up into the atmosphere, but not nearly enough. I was too far from the ship at this point to run back, but there was a group of parked cars situated not too far away. I felt as though our best chance at survival was to scatter and pray that the rest of the fleet would return before it was too late. Some of the vacant pods began to explode on the undersides of the ships. We only had a limited supply, and even with all of them it wouldn't be enough.

A utility screeched past with my friend at the wheel and an empty pod in his tray. He didn't stop for me, but I took his cue. I dashed over to a nearby 4x4, selecting one with enough boot space in case I was able to get a pod myself. Fortunately, it was unlocked. I hopped in, hoping that I would remember how to drive in a punch, and dropping the sun visor. Keys fell onto the ground. In relief, I picked them up and hurriedly turned on the engine. The car growled to life and I took to the road, following another survivor in similar style.

Hundreds of survivors had fled on foot, running out into the parklands. Cylon ground troops had landed in force, and were pursuing them into the forest. I attempted to navigate the chaos, but the roads were impractical and the cylons were wreaking havoc. I saw a pair I had seen many times before. Wherever they were deployed, they never shot a human, but would take the opportunity to 1v1. The would chase each other around instead, and hope their comrades did not discover their little game.

I ignored them and turned my attention to the madness around me. I saw a group of cylons chasing down some civilians. I pulled the car around and paused for a moment. I was surrounded by chaos, and it would be futile to attempt to navigate my way out, even in a vehicle. I gunned the engine, put my car in gear, and chased down the cylons instead.

With two friends we found a huge passage to the center of earth in my basement. We decided to jump down there. Falling down we saw many caverns, full of glowing crystals, until we landed on top of a rock pillar, barely standing in place.

I jumped down. Everything was so huge, I felt like a rat. Suddenly I saw a cyclop walking in the distance. He made loud stumping noise while walking. I tried to sneak past him to a treasury that surely would be there, but he saw me, and smashed me with his foot like a bug. His foot was very heavy.

After a while I reappeared in the basement. This time I prepared myself better. I took a pickaxe and jumped down. I landed in one of the smaller caverns. There was palace of the chicken king there. He used help of some well armed human warriors to enslave other humans, and forced them to work in his chicken farms.

I landed in front of the chicken kings general. When he spotted me, he tried to enslave me. Somehow I made a loyalty cascade within his people. I shouted to one of them to kill him, but another one appeared and told him, that death would cleanse his sins.

I still insisted on killing him, but the second warrior took out a dagger. I told him "I'll cut your hand off if you'll try to stop us!" and took a short sword. Then the warrior that wanted to help me turned around and say "No! You want attack my friend!"

I decided to run away, and jumped down the passage. I landed close to my friends. When I was upsent, they found a puzzle box that made everyone shrink. We used it on ourselves, and cyclops were unable to see us getting to their treasure.

I can't recall what dream goes with what night since I haven't felt the need to post. A combination of lousy dream recall and the fact that my DJ is becoming ridiculously big has to do with that.

I recall a quite elaborate NLD where I was touring rural china on a bus. There were all sorts of absurd things on the bus such as people with chickens and goats. Though I got off at the wrong stop and got left behind in some random village, where I found an exact duplicate of my own house from home.

I went inside, but I was followed by twin criminals/bandit boys who I fought with martial arts. I remember I was trying to call the police since they were stronger than me and I couldn't fight them off.

Now these next two dreams were both 'Lucid' in the fact that I knew that I was dreaming. But I still didn't feel like I was all there. Kind of like lucid dreams that I sleepwalked through. Something feels off about the way these LDs were, so I'm not counting them as proper LDs.

The first dream involved conflict with some sort of monster. If I recall correctly he was called my someone a 'Lucid Demon' He was all black made of armor plates and spikes and had two long flail like weapons and chains. He kind of had cartoony proportions with huge shoulder plates, a broad, bulky chest, and a tiny head, but was made of real-looking material.

I was fighting him in third person perspective. It was a really intense and destructive battle and we were punching each other through houses and I was using my fire to its full extent hurling huge swirling red and blue fireballs at him. (Shame I couldn't be more lucid than I was for that kind of control.) I think I beat him eventually.

I got more lucid, but I still wasn't perfectly lucid or completely there. I was now in my parents' bedroom. The walls were painted orange though. Manei walked in and tried to feed me some kind of chocolate truffle she had on a plate. I told her she should eat it instead, she deserved it more. I also said something sarcastic about not eating enough chocolate in WL. She ate it then started trying to tickle me. I told her to stop bothering me because I thought the lucid demon might come back to life and attack her.

^You see this really irritates me that this can happen to me sometimes where I am interacting with my dream guide and mentioning waking life, but I am not properly lucid.

-Another Day-

The other lucid involved me flying around on a magic quilt in my neighborhood. (The Quilt is actually one very specific one that I have in my closet right now.) I was flying around my own subdivision where the woods trail is.

I came across these two douchebags. (Literally they looked just like douchebag type of characters, with shutter shades, baggy pants not pulled up all of the way, a shirt that said 'YOLO', you name it, they had it. So I have every right to call them that.)

I became lucid and the magic quilt lost its power and fell on the ground. I caught myself in the air and started flying on my fire jets and impressing the DCs. I could tell they were looking for a way to insult me, but it's kind of hard to insult someone who is flying around on a column of flame.

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I was trying to get the characters to become good people by talking to them while we walked together on the woods path. But these little white dogs appeared and started barking at me when I tried to talk. I tried talking and telling them to be quiet to them (knowing to some extent that it was a dream and that I should be able to talk to animals.) But they kept barking and started trying to bite me. I tried to swipe them away by moving my hand over the spot in my field of vision where they were, but they didn't go away. I woke up from frustration.

Initially the dream centered around Hannibal Lecter and Will Graham, how they slowly circled each other with their intricate and subtle webbing of manipulation, keeping each influence small so they would not tip the other off. I saw Hannibal standing in a cavernous dining hall, the walls all carved dark grey stone, with a long table in front of a hearth. He carefully measured out two quarter sized drops of a clear liquid drug, then pulled them into a syringe, smirking all the while.
Then I became a player in this game, a young man in the employ of Will Graham, tasked with infiltrating Hannibal's compound and gathering intel. Over the course of the dream I managed to elude capture every single time, evading the one guard who saw me exiting the building. To my enemy's frustration, I would lock the inner door of the vestibule just as he reached it. He would pull at the door in a useless show of rage, I would grin at him and laugh over my shoulder as I exited the outer door. This time, I proved too slow. He got his hand in between the door and jamb, it never occurred to me to crush his hand. I just released my hold on the handle and began to back away. I shrank from him as he advanced on me with a fist raised over his head in a silent promise of violence. I very much didn't want to be attacked and I couldn't run. He drew back his fist---and I whispered, pleading. "Wait!"
I figured he would ignore me.
But he didn't. He waited. Something behind him distracted me. Absurdly, this something turned out to be an old black woman with grey-white hair sliding between the appliances and the wall in her own escape attempt. It didn't occur to me to call his attention to her so that I might run. Hastily I looked back at him.
"I...don't fancy being beaten to a bloody pulp right now." I said nervously.
He frowned a little. It was like he had waited so long for an opportunity like this and now finding it within his grasp, he no longer cared. His hand dropped to his side. "Fine. Go. I don't want to see you here again."
He wouldn't, Will promised I would not have to be used in this capacity after today. Giddy with relief, I fled. The outside was warm and bright. I wondered at my luck, asking for mercy had stayed his hand. Asking never hurt anything, right?

Just a quick post to record a LD I had a few nights ago...

I am with old friend Carrie at her house. There are streams running from room to room and we are riding inner tubes. We are having some conversation, but get interrupted by a phone call. As she talks I look around and notice that we are flowing out the front door into a river. I look around then up. I see the day time moon with a shining set of rings around it. The rings start rotating around and I recognize this dream sign (odd things in the sky) and I know that I am dreaming.

I notice that my wife is now with us on her own inner tube. Being lucid I think that I should do something with this dream so I stand up in the water and try to think. While I stand there my wife goes into the water and starts sucking my finger. I pull my hand away and then put it back. She starts sucking again and I absentmindedly feel around in her mouth. I am so shocked that I don't even know what to do with this dream. I just stand there unable to think with my finger in her mouth until I wake up.