false awakening

I had two dreams last night.

Non-Lucid Maybe Lucid?

I was going to a new school with alot of my old friends. We were all in this huge out-door patio and there were some teachers talking. I kept getting in trouble because I couldn't shut up. So I ended up going to the bathroom. There was this handicaped dude who made me whipe his butt and there was crap everywhere. On the walls and ceiling and it was crazy. My mom came and picked me up and I told her about it.

I don't remember alot but I think that I may have became lucid at this point. The reason I think this is because right before I went to sleep, I told my self that whenever I become lucid, I'd do a gun fight or something like that.

The first thing I remember is looking up a street where I was being chased by the polic and FBI. I had a gun and was accompanied a very beautiful brunnet. I was shooting up all these cops that were chasing me while I was running down the road of a small city. I came to a feild and turned around. I tried to shoot up these kids who had guns and were on bycicles riding around in the field. I couldn't kill them so I assumed they were friendly. A black car then swerved into the field with a butt load of cops in it. I was within 5 feet of it unloading my pistol into the glass when I noticed that my dad and step mom were in the front. My dad was suddenley right in from of me with his hand at his pistol holster. It ended up that my dad could out-draw me. I awoke.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG SHARED

2:40 GMT

Selling grandma’s house
I’m at my grandma’s house with my mom. It is completely empty and I’m telling my mom how I never before noticed the place is actually nice, when it’s empty – no longer crammed with furniture, it let’s light in and has lots of space. We’re doing a last tour to all rooms just to check if everything is ok. A lady is coming to see the house and then I realise it is for sale. I find a paper on the wall, near the fax machine (didn’t know there was one...) and I take it, just when my mom is opening the door to the lady.

Walking through memories
Walking by the neighbourhood of my childhood’s best friend. It looks under construction as it was then in the past and not as it looks nowadays. An old colleague from school is walking with me and we’re both going through our memories. From the end of this neighbourhood we pass into the backs of our old school. I recall it was the place for kids to make out and we do find a couple there half hidden by the grass and we smile. He also recalls some guys who did drugs also met on this place but that I never saw. As we keep going we pass by some gardened area where we used to run through on our physical education classes. But there’s a lot of new trees making the path a bit more dark than it used to be. I see some figures going down that path and I feel curious and go after them. My colleague is left behind.

Golden Buddhas
At the end of this path I find a building, the door is half open and there are people standing there, people arriving and trying to go inside and I peak and see lots of people sitting there. I see monks and realise it’s a Buddhist group listening to some teachings from their guru. I don’t recognize him and it all seems a bit fishy to me, but I try not to judge before knowing them, so I also try to find a seat. But just when I’m about to sit, it ends and the teacher gets up and heads to the exit. People are bowing down at his passage and I sneak outside where there is a table with some Buddhist relics and sacred objects for people to admire. I just get in there when they are scolding a lady who tried to steal some object by hiding it on her coat. Then I go back to the garden and no longer it looks dark but instead it is very bright and I see many many big golden Buddhas statues. Some are floating in the air above our heads and I pass under one and touch the lotus flower on which a Buddha is sitting. I get an amazing feeling I can’t really describe, like I’m floating on air or dissolving into the air.

Japanese artist
Then I see some Japanese banners waving with the wind and go check it out. I meet a girl who paints canvas and banners with traditional Japanese paintings. She is selling her work on some corner enclosed by hedges. Her cheaper painting costs 20 EUR. I tell her I love her work but I have no money with me. Then we start talking and I notice she is Japanese-looking although she tells she never actually been to Japan. I tell her I did and she says “How lucky of you!” I ask why she never been there and she says it’s the land of her ancestors and she plans to go one day, but she is always travelling everywhere but there. She tells me she even travelled on a Japanese boat with a Japanese crew once for some reason, but never put a foot in Japan. Then she tells me (and I see it through her eyes) about her adventures on that boat. The crew was all men and one day she entered some room where they were doing some heavy work and could not leave and she caught one or two peeing to bottles, because they could not even go to the toilet. She was so embarrassed and the men were laughing at her and tell her to come in. After a few days she was already so adapted and relaxed she even took some provocative pictures like one in which she was doing fellatio to some phallic shaped pipe.

6:00 GMT

A chase and goths
Inside some house, on what seems to be the office room. I m looking through the window and I see a couple. I recognize Sandra but don’t know the guy. For some reason they are coming inside the house looking for me and I want to hide, so I run to the toilet and lock myself there. They are trying to break in, so I escape through a window and go to the rooftop and from there I jump to the middle of a street. The street is filled with boxes and bags with groceries and I decide to hide behind it and pick up some food – some bread, juice and so on – to take with me, because apparently I’m planning to go on a long trip. But they come at the window and they see me. I run and I hide on some large building, like an abandoned slaughterhouse. They keep chasing me and I have to climb through some ropes and a few more stunts to get to a second floor. Here I find some offices and hide in one, trying to lock the door behind me. But some group of Goths come inside to do something. One guy in the group wants to help me so he makes me lay down on some kind of hospital bed that they take outside. I’m covered by a sheet, but I am totally sure this won’t work so I jump out of it and decide to just run. The gothic guy help me escape through a window. Outside there are stands – some kind of fair – with gothic, anime and fetishist stuff. But not all the Goths are willing to help me and some I encounter actually try to grab me, so I fly up.

8:00 GMT

More lucid meditation
Something made me feel horny in my dream and I decided to wake up and trying to use it with my BF. I had before talked to him and joked about trying to do it. So I wake up in my bed, he is by my side and I start ... you know... calling him into action. He is so surprised and I’m explaining to him that I’m bringing the horniness from a dream I was having, when I notice that something is not quite right and I realise I’m still dreaming. Then I’m left with the decision to either enjoy the lucid dream or to wake up for real and try again what I was trying to do before. But I didn’t care so much for the horniness anymore and I decided to stay dreaming and do my “homework”.
I cross a wall hoping to cross to some other dream scenario that is a nice place to meditate and I find myself on some porch. There are some kids playing nearby but in general looks good, so I sit down and start doing my visualization and repeating a mantra. It’s all going pretty well, for maybe a minute. I’m struggling not to be distracted by the kids who are now just by my side, when a third kid comes from my left and pinches me. I try not to react, but he tickles me and starts to really hurt me. I guess my “feel no pain” training is not yet 100% working. I am about to resort to violence and send some energy blast to knock them down, but I decide not to give in to that violence – it would totally ruin my efforts to calm down the mind and they would win! So I fly away to the rooftop of a huge tower nearby and decide to sit there, but the vicious kid is still after me. He climbs some metallic ladders on the side of the building to reach me and I detach it from the wall and he falls down what seems to be 100 floors. Now I’m going to sit calmly, but the tower starts to shake and swing and I am about to fall from it. Can’t stay there and so I fly down to some other rooftop and cross another wall in search of a new scenario. I pass by two or three places – a nightscape, some place with stones on the ground, etc – until I find myself in a very comfy room with dim lights, a girl sitting on the floor and another sitting on a sofa, very quiet. I ask them if I can stay there and meditate and they say “Sure! Can we join you?” Fantastic! So I also sit on the sofa and I do once again my visualization and repeat my mantras. This time I think I manage to hold it for a few minutes. Then dream starts to fade but I hold on and continue on it, this time sitting on the floor. In front of me, leaning against the wall, is a big rectangular mirror and I decide to meditate looking at it. I see my reflection. I’m dressed in beige trousers and top but with lots of skin showing. I look a bit chubby, but not ridiculously. It doesn’t disturb me. I keep repeating my mantras, visualizing the Buddha in my heart centre, radiating light and all goes well for a few more minutes. I notice through the reflection on the mirror that more people are coming inside the room and sitting on the floor. I almost wake up again, but when the dream is strong again I am now turned to the centre of the room and see this dozens of people sitting on cushions. They are all looking towards a lady guru at the end of the room. But she doesn’t inspire me confidence. She has a table full of crystals and she says “So, today we have someone special among us!” They all look at me. Then she adds “Not that you are not all special, but you know what I mean!” I have now stopped my meditation and think about leaving this place to but at same time I am curious to see what she is going to say next. She is coming in my direction with some necklace made with lots of different coloured crystals and then I notice my BF just appeared by my side and he’s looking at me like “What is this BS?” I smile and tell him we should leave. Since we’re just against the wall, we cross it and we’re outside in some garden. It’s raining. The garden is lovely, but then I see two rows of dog shelters and decide to check it out. I thought I would find big guard dogs but instead I find tiny cute pedigreed dogs. They are chained to their shelters and the shelters don’t protect them from the rain, so they are all wet and looking miserable. I feel they are there for the entertainment of rich people who own this place, but their care is totally neglected. I mean, they have food and shitty shelter, but they are totally sad, lonely and scared. I start with first little one, cuddling him and doing some reiki and he shows so much love and thankfulness. I cry. I want to do it to all of them, but they are so many! I feel the dream fading and I wish that all animals who are going through similar suffering may always feel loved and happy, no matter what circumstances they are. Then when I’m about to drop out from the dream I have a vision of the caretaker caught in a moment of truth confessing that he beats up the dogs whenever he takes food to tem. I comment with my BF how hideous is that people like him are always getting these jobs.

9:00 GMT

After almost a whole night's sleep, I woke up from quite a long dream that I recalled almost every moment of. So I quickly grabbed my dream journal as I know I would begin to quickly forget.

After about 10 mins of writing I thought I might as well try to sleep some more even though I felt wide awake, all the more likely to be lucid right?

And what happened!? I attained lucidity for the first intentional time. Now I'm not overly excited as it was a very low awareness level, but I did 3 reality checks, holding my breath, finger through hand, and flicking light switches, the light switches being the only one to confirm I was sleeping.

Now I know my awareness level was very low because I was unable to have any dream control, and was still fearful of the man banging at my home's front door, and on top of all that, had the first false awakening I can recall, obviously meaning I lost all lucidity.

But I'm still excited!!! All downhill from here right?

My lazy ass took too long to wake up and reach for my dream journal that I decided I couldn't even remember enough to try and write out the dream's story line, but I did mark the date of my first intentional fleeting lucid dream.

Thanks for your help DV!!

PART LUCID LUCID NIGHTMARE FALSE AWAKENING
NOTE: Please read to the end, it gets alot more exciting when the nightmares come. If you have a short attention span just skip to the big red nighmare at the bottom.
This is my third lucid since joining dream views. I wasnt the most lucid Ive had but it was by far the most vivid.
I started off walking through a quiet part of a small town with a very warm climate. The whole dream had a pleasant, warm orange tone.Suddenly I realised I was dreaming. As the thought echoed through my mind a huge wave of vividity swept through intensifying everything around me. I didnt need to do a reality because I was sure it was a dream. All of my muscles and senses felt like I was really using them. Most importantly I felt like I was seeing through my eyes and not just my head. It was extremely vivid.I walked around in the town I created and in my excitement pulled a big smile at a nearby dream character. She was young and wearing a red jumper. She looked slightly confused but just smiled back at me.
I began to explain lucidity to her when suddenly some friends of mine appeared out of no-where. Sadly I hadnt thought about lucid goals for a while in waking life, so I just began to impress my friends with some lucid flying. They were slightly impressed but not as much as they would be in real life.
We then began to walk very quickly and ended up in a huge shopping center (mall). There were hundreds of people all moving around briskly so we carried on through the crowds and then we were in a school. (I had two more dreams about this school later on, but they are incredibly boring so I am not going to write them down)
I was about to think about my lucid goals when a teacher asked me to help him carry some tables. I lost lucidity slightly and gladly agreed to help him. I set the table down in the classroom he had specified and regained full lucidity! "Hmmm now, what was it I wanted to do? Ah yes, I wanted to get to the lucid crossroads" I thought. So I closed my eyes and when I opened them I was in a very dark nightmarish room just like the one I was in previously. It scared me so I closed my eyes again and opened them in my room.
I was convinced this was realitly. Just to be sure I did the nose plug reality check about eight times and it worked EVERY SINGLE TIME. I still didnt realise it was a dream. What a numskull. So I grabbed my dream journal and decided to write down my lucid. I began when for some reason my journal turned into a ping pong ball. "It's normal to write down dreams on ping pong balls" I thought. I repeatedly felt like I was asleep with my eyes open, which should have told me this was a false awakening but it didnt.
Next came some very odd visions. I wouldnt call them dreams because they had nothing to do with me. Be prepared, this may give you nightmares. I saw images of fat people waking up into the most horrible sleep paralysises I had ever seen. They were shaking violently and frothing at the mouth. They then appeared to become possessed. They let out horrible noises and their eyes went completely white before growing huge. They were experiencing a lot of pain and were shaking very much.

I then woke up for real.What was this? Was something trying to tell me something like you really do get possessed when experiencing SP? Also, I read that you can only dream about yourself. These people had nothing to do with me. Damn! I cant have a lucid without weird false awakenings!

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Method DILD (false awakening)
Lucidity C
Vividness B
Control B
0623: Start with a false awakening and I become lucid very quickly. I'm in my own room. It's dark and still. I am a bit frightened. I get out of bed and fall toward the far wall as it gravity is going sideways. Up against the wall, I think to leave this room and go to a more pleasant scene. I visualize walking out the door to be joined by my friends having fun. Gravity now seems to be normal. I turn to the door and see light through the crack. This makes me hopeful. I walk confidently through the door.

On the other side is my living room, just like my real apartment. But it's light and pleasant here. Two young kids are running around the room having fun. I don't recognize them but I am friendly toward them. "Hi, I'm so glad you guys are here!" I walk up to one of the boys and stoop down. "Hey have you seen my girlfriend? Why don't you go look for her in the hallway. The kid runs out the front door. I look around the room and notice the strange wallpaper. It's bright yellow background with brightly colored patterns. Maybe plaid. I walk toward the front door and peek outside. I see the kid with two other people. One is S from work. The other is a short middle-aged woman that looks a bit like my mother but is unfamiliar.

I am pleasantly surprised to see S, considering I spent a long lucid dream a few months ago trying and failing to summon her. She looks a bit strange, like she just woke up. Her hair is messy and her face is rough without makeup. But it's definitely her. I kiss her a few times, gentle pecks on the lips. I welcome everyone in. I notice the kids still running around. I walk to the TV. "Hey, I'll turn on the XBox for you guys." I bend over and turn on the the game system, but it's actually a PS3. I think for a moment that I'm silly to make that mistake. I start to correct myself but then think, whatever, and let it go.

I turn back toward S and walk to the kitchen. There, I see a plate of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies. "Oh my God, my favorite!" I say. I take one and take a bit. It's so soft and gooey and sticky and delicious. I turn to S and smile. She says that the old woman made them. I thank her. I beckon S to come closer so she can try one. But the dream fades.

Another False Awakening
Method DILD (false awakening)
Lucidity C
Vividness D
Control D
0727: Playing soccer. I throw-in the ball from near our own goal. My team's defense sucks and the other team quickly steals the ball and scores. I get mad and attack the goalie. I knock him down. I turn to the rest of the players and they all shocked and staring, afraid of me.

False awakening and I become lucid. My room is dark. I sit up but can't move my legs. I look around and fixate on the door. I remember the previous dream and how I got out by using the door. Then I look at my hands and rub them together. I alternate between looking at the door and my hands. I'm trying to inching along the bed but I don't seem to be getting any closer.

I think to summon someone to walk through the door. I look at the door and become distracted by what looks like a mirror hanging on the door. It's about the size of a sheet of paper and it's hanging just about a foot off the ground. In front of the door, there seems to be a video camera on a short tripod. Also just about a foot off the ground. The camera is pointed toward the mirror and there's a dim spot light shining. I think, what the heck is that?. Dream fades from my confusion.

Football Fragment
1016: I'm a football player in the middle of a game. I'm playing tailback. The quarterback hands the ball off to me and I run left and dive over the line to the goal. It's very vivid and exciting.

fragment
1048: Something about using a computer to erase memories of dreams. But you can't erase dreams with you are dreaming of while you are accessing the memory of the dream, so you have to be thinking of something else.

★★★★☆

I've been working a lot. A lot.

12/06/10

I'm standing in my childhood bedroom, surrounded by white walls and pastel shades. None of my rooms have looked like this in years, but that's not something I notice. It seems like I'm awake - already, the fragments of previous dreams are falling away.

I hear a low hiss in the background of my mind, and I smile.

I thought I'd lost you, I admit. I tilt my head, listening to a voice only I can hear, and make a face. "Yeah, I'm not having that argument with you."

A flash of a symbol, the ouroboros, a snake in a circle, eating its own tail. I see green and black stripes, and the dream fades into another one.

"The walls between realities grow thinner by the day," she says, "And people continue to mine them for profit!"

I'm half-listening to the merchant at this point, waiting for her to hand me the items I'm buying from her brightly-coloured wooden stall. I need the monkshood for an attempt on the Guardian up in the mountains.

"One of these days," mutters the woman, "Demons will tear through from the world beyond, and our world will be without hope!"

Snake chuckles darkly, in the quiet of my mind. Too late for that.

I nod absently at the woman. I know how to close the gaps between worlds, but of course, I'm one of the demons that these people fear. "Do you know where I can find any explosives?"

Ouroboros. Scare Factor: 2.

Eu estava em algum tipo de auditório (lembro que Vinícius F e Gabriel H estavam também). A princípio, teríamos uma aula de violino coletiva.
Em um momento, chegou um pequeno garoto coreano com dois cases de violino. Um tipo de mordomo colocou os cases em cima de um piano que tinha no auditório e pegou os violinos, para ver qual o garoto escolheria. Os instrumentos eram muito bonitos e aparentemente muito caros. Muitos se levantaram de seus assentos para vê-los.
Após algum tempo de espera, uma orquestra comecou a se apresentar, tocando a música Cavalaria Rústica. Comentei com Vinícius que essa era uma música muito boa.
Como se estivessemos em uma TV, a "câmera" mostrou várias pessoas fantasiadas de Batman na plateia. Depois, eu estava na orquestra, tocando junto com eles.
Quando acabou a apresentação, só havia eu no local. Vi uma mulher levitando atrás de umas cortinas. Peguei um alfinete e joguei nela. Nesse momento, as cortinas abriram e percebi que a mulher era uma armadilha, e que havia uma criatura com vários tentáculos, que tentava me pegar. Lembro-me que a distância que seus tentáculos chegavam era até dois metros e meio palmo.
Comecei a correr e, ao sair do auditório, percebi que eu estava no colégio. A criatura continuava a me perseguir. Eu estava com medo de o portão do colégio estar trancado, mas consegui abrí-lo. Ao sair, tomei o caminho que me levaria até em casa.
De repente, acordei, com o coração disparado. Havia uma senhora sentada na minha cama, me observando. Perguntei se ela havia algo a comentar (ela era provavelmente uma psicóloga, e estava observando meu sonho). Perguntei se havia algum motivo para eu ter sonhado com uma apresentação para um público grande, depois me apresentar para um público vestido de Batman e depois me deparar com aquele monstro. Ela disse que aparentemente não, e se dirigiu para a cozinha.
Depois de alguns segundos sentado na minha cama, resolvi seguir ela. Quando eu estava no corredor que levava para a cozinha, meu irmão disse "Ó, o monstro ta ali do lado!". Eu percebi que era a senhora, e não o monstro. Peguei ela (nessa momento, ela virou um saco de pão) e mostrei-a para o meu irmão, dizendo: "Não é o monstro. Mas eu devo estar com o rosto todo vermelho, por que eu to morrendo de medo.".

Awake Non-lucid

Some people and I are somewhere in the mountains. There's a little wooden house, which we're staying in, and snow everywhere. I stand outside, blowing on my hands to try and heat them up. I'm playing a card game with a friend. Four of my cards fly into the air, floating, and begin to glow golden. Shit.

I look at him in alarm, and he runs into the house. The cards have attatched a bomb to me. It's the kind you see in cartoons, with the lit thread. I have the feeling that if the thread is exstinguished, I may die. There's a woman standing at the back of a red car, screaming in panic. She opens the boot and attempts to climb in but I shout at her to stop. I tell her that if we keep calm we can work this out.

I wake up suddenly, in my bed. Everything's very foggy. My bed's in on the pavement, on the edge of a road I pass almost everyday. My attention quickly focuses on Hailey, a girl who really annoys me. Today she's dresses head to toe in bright hot pink. She looks like a brunette barbie doll, ugh. A crowd is walking down the road, and people I know shout and wave to me. There's a party going on and everyone's heading up town apparently. I decide not to go, as I feel tired and sick.

A friend Arron comes over and says he'll take me home. His friends join us. Suddenly we're in one of the school's corridors. I make it half way up the stairs and then when I find a table and chair, sit down, exhausted. There's a plate of chicken curry sitting there, which I start to eat. I watch people on the astroturf as they play football. Holly walks up the stairs and asks if I'm ok. She cheers me up with her light mood, and I thank her through a mouthful of chicken.

I wok up feeling tired aswell. Maybe my mind just needs a rest

Part of my first dream was, I had macro vision, and the vision in the dream had such amazing clarity. Only rarely do things have such a clarity to them but I think this may have occured in last nights dream because while I was waiting for the bus home from work I was present without thoughts and my attention was caught by this tree which just stood rather tall and alive. I saw its green leaves move in the wind and the city buildings in the background behind it while I listened to Avey Tare - Cemeteries. I was present and my surroundings had clarity rather than the usual blurry nothing as I day dream about futures.

Dream fragment: Its like my eyes were macro or something. I was looking at the designs on a wallpaper, then these shards of grass that poked up, and had pollen and specks of water clinging to them. It was so clear. Someone called me from the right and the dream faded to another setting.
Dream fragment: I was reading a letter from a guy from work. It was difficult to read in the sunlight because it was two sheets and written on both sides with thick black felt pen. Also the paper had heaps of tiny colourful dots like a fuzzy tv set viewed up close. So I walking around looking for shade while still reading it. I managed to read: 'After four long years, I have proposed to my girlfriend Jess'. I didn't mind one bit that he was getting married. Lately I have had numbed emotions and they failed once again to react.
Dream fragment: I woke up and began recalling my dream, writing it on my hand. I found something unusual and off about the way I was recalling and I went to RC sure I was in a dream, then woke up for real.

It's not an exciting adventure or anything, but I was really happy I'd finally done it.

It started with me waking up and trying to get out of bed. I was tangled in the covers so I ended up tripping and falling on the floor. I looked around the room and immediately noticed that the room was very bright, as if the lights were on and that the walls were yellow.

At first this didn't seem to be a problem since the walls of my room did used to be yellow. But then I remembered I'd painted them blue over a year ago. Then i suddenly thought, 'hey! I should do a reality check!''

I held my nose and I could still breath so I whispered excitedly, ''I'm dreaming! Awesome!''

Naturally, the first thing I did was stand up and try to fly. Unfortunately , it didn't work. I'd read about how to fly in lucid dreams but couldn't remember it at the time.

Then i tried to levitate...didn't work. Somehow after that I got it in my mind that if I created a magician he could put a spell on me to make me fly. I tried to make him appear before me, but I remembered that that was difficult for most lucid dreamers.

So, I imagined the magician would be on the other side of my bedroom door when I opened it. He wasn't.

Then I thought, 'Hey, my mom's probably in the kitchen' (she's there every morning)

As I made my way to the kitchen I looked at my hands because I remembered that being one of the reality checks. I already knew I was dreaming, but I wanted to see what they looked like.

It scared the crap out of me. I had fingers growing out of fingers. I was REALLY scared and kinda started hyperventilating (which I think is weird because I'd never done that in real life...) I didn't let myself get too scared though because I didn't want to get booted out of the dream.

I walked into the kitchen where my mom was reading the paper like she always does. She looked up at me when I came in and asked me what I was doing up so early.

I told her I was having a lucid dream and that she was a part of it.

She said, ''Alright, sure,'' and kinda smiled at me. Basically the way my mom would have reacted anyway. Then I sat down to talk to her but I forgot what we were saying.

Then I woke up. I know it wasn't marvelous but I thought it was cool.

It has been so long since I have had a lucid dream. It is crazy to think I have been practicing for almost three years now. The problem is keeping track of the daily routines in such a hectic life. For the past couple of months I have been trying to recapture my lost ability. I have finally come to the realization that my journal and reality checks were responsible for almost 90% of my lucid dreams and if I want to have them regularly I must pick up the habits once again. Here is where I am at right now. I have remembered several dreams lately, and experienced an intense sleep paralysis the other night. It was the most vivid sleep paralysis I have ever felt. I awoke in a deep rem cycle, rolled over, thought to myself I should try to enter sleep paralysis, and bam I flew into the blackness spinning and twirling! I heard voices all around me, childrens laughter, adult's conversating, screams of pain. Visions began swirling in front of my eyes, and in an instant, a flash of white light erased it all and I was soundly asleep in a non lucid dream. I have had intensly vivid dreams, but none lucid, I have been shocked that I haven't realized I could become lucid in many of them. It is just too much for me to write down. They have been long and vivid. From this point on I will be using this forum everyday as I once did to record my dreams and re earn my lost ability to lucid dream every single night. Last night I had a dream that a rookie was sitting down in front of what is now carter and tim the rookies lockers. He was not good looking and apparantly out of shape. He seemed to have ugly blonde redish curly hair and a matching beard. He had a smart and cocky mouth which he would not stop running. Taylor respectfully tried to calm him down but the douchebag refused to listen. Taylor got that look in his eye, his facial expression went blank. I know what that means, he had crossed that line. Taylor stood up and walked for him, I jumped in the middle and put my hands on his chest. I said " Taylor don't. Please man just let it go." I had saved that rookies life, or at least kept him from going to ICU. And that's it. Bring em on subconcious, I'm ready for you.

December 4, 2010
Wake Time: 6:15 AM

AWAKE DREAM LUCID

I cannot recall any dreams as real as this one. To put it simply... It blew my mind! Here it is: I woke up in my bed, feeling the sheets on my body. Then for some reason I decided to look at my hands. I made a fist and my hand looked abnormally small. I thought, Hmm... This cant be right. Then it hit me: I am dreaming! Then I remembered to look at my hands and examine them, while also rubbing them together in order to make the dream intensify in clarity. It worked, and my hands felt so very real! It was very dark in my room and I could not see very well. So I walked over to the light switch feeling my way over. Everything in my room felt exactly how it did in real life. The wood floor on my bare feet, the couch upholstery, and the fabric of my clothing. I turned on the switch in my room, and it did turn on the lights (some people say that lights don't work in their dreams. I find that they always work in mine). I didn't bother to look around though after the light turned on. I just moved on to the hallway outside my bedroom, which was also dark so I had to feel the walls to get through it. Then I got to the stairs and walked down them, while the steps made the same sound they usually do when I descend them. When I got down to the bottom I turned the corner to walk down another hallway in my house. Then I decided that I would see if my dream body felt as real as it does in real life. I felt the sides of my stomach and it tickled a bit, then I felt my legs. Then I had a thought. What if I was sleep walking in real life? To test my theory, I only had to think to myself, I want to go back to my real body. I opened up my eyes. WOW! I wasn't sleep walking. Then I proceeded to retrace my steps from the dream. Everything felt exactly as it did in the dream.

Some out there are probably thinking, Why would you waste an opportunity like that to just walk around your house?? You do that everyday! Well, I think that I didn't understand right then that I could have done anything I wanted to. Also I have been wanting to have a dream that takes place in my new house. I think next time I will try and translocate myself through a door and go somewhere fairly interesting next time. I don't regret this experience at all though, not one bit.

I remember walking down a road with a few other DC's. We were armed and every location we encountered was abandoned (assuming due to a zombie virus). The locations were eerie and quiet. We went to an apartment complex or something and I found a weapon cache in a downstairs room. This is where the dream becomes much clearer for me, or I just remember more of it. I found a .308 rifle and a box of 8 round of ammunition. I start searching around for more but couldn't find any, I found a .308 spring though, and took that. There was an insane DC in the building screaming at us to get out of the building, and eventually we did. WE entered another building which actually turned out to be a bar with a full on party going on. There was a brief tangent where I saw some moron from one of those ghost hunting TV programs battling a ghost with a table leg (What?).
But then something happened, I was standing in a place which appeared close to the student lounge at my school. I don't remember exactly what caused it, but I found the situation and setting unbelievable and RC'd.

Sure enough, I realized it was a dream and became lucid.

I stopped what I was doing and let the dream around me adapt to my new awareness (As I read in one LD guide). I saw flash of silver, several of the DC's disappeared and the dream kind of collapsed but then restabilized around me. The room was less populated. To test out some of the influence I had on the world, I pictured a huge empty parking lot outside the room. I walked to a window, and sure enough, right outside was a huge parking lot with a storefront in the distance. I walked outside intending to use the open area to practice conjuring DC's or objects but something passed in front of my left eye, and I lost all dream vision from it. I tried closing both eyes, and reopening them with the explicit intention of bringing the parking lot back, but when I reopened my eyes, I thought I had woken up and lost lucidity.

The last part of the dream I remember (it was non-lucid) was from the perspective of a pirate captain or something. I met Death who I apparently had a friendship with, either that or he had no power over me. He was actually in the area 'on business' and briefly talked to me and gave me a high five when he left (The high five not killing me).

This is my first LD since joining DV.

04.12.2010

Floppy Neck (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was about to reply to some of my adoptees' PMs on Dreamviews, but I thought I'd get inspired to reply with something more interesting if I had a WILD first. I was quite sleepy, and feeling the effects of a severe hangover. I predicted a WILD would definitely be on the cards. Before getting back into bed I turned on a lamp in the corner of the room to provide a little light. It's annoying to have a false awakening into a pitch black room- and I hoped having a light on in the real world would affect my dreams.

For a long time I lay on my back, to try and relax. Nothing much happened. After shifting position a few times, I thought I could hear someone talking. It sounded like a radio show. I listened carefully and made it louder. It turned into a roaring vibration coming from the sides of my forehead, then stopped.

The next thing I knew, I was playing Halo. I assumed this was brought on by looking at the new map pack before going back to bed. Although for some reason I was playing Halo 1. The graphics weren't great. I was inside some kind of blue-tinted warehouse, and some maniac was flying around on a ghost. I stuck it with a plasma grenade and jumped out of the way before he splattered me. I considered taking the ghost (which wasn't completely destroyed) for a spin, but I felt myself starting to wake up.

I was back in bed, unsure of whether or not I was awake. The lamp was on. As a kind of anchor, I tried to continue playing Halo with a controller I found in my hands. I kept my eyes closed, so I could still see the game I was playing, and used the "controller" to keep moving around.

I didn't think I could sustain the dream this way, so I gave up and opened my eyes. I thought I had woken up and was disappointed. Just to be sure, I looked at my hand as a reality-check. It was missing. I dropped my arm in disbelief. Getting out of bed was a challenge. My neck muscles didn't seem to work, and my head just flopped back on my shoulders. I momentarily fixed it by pulling my head forward by the jaw, but then I was stuck looking at the floor.

Suddenly I was back in bed. There was someone in the room with me. It turned out to be the dude who lives across the hall. I held out my arm and he helped me up.
"What are you doing here anyway?" he asked.
"Dreaming," I replied. "This isn't real." I knew this dream wasn't very stable, so I abandoned any ambitious goals I may have had. Instead, I stumbled into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. For some reason, I could only see my reflection in the mirror when I looked at it from an angle. There was no reflection at all when I looked straight-on. Unlike real life, I was clean-shaven, and my hair was quite neat.

After another false awakening, I found myself in a supermarket, looking at some kind of media device. It was quite like an ipod, but was more square than my ipod touch. I scrolled through various music tracks, and found myself drawn to one piece: "In the Hall of the Mountain King". Downloaded when I woke up, a good choice. It wouldn't play in the dream though.

I'm a Toys-R-Us Kid

I am at Toys-R-Us with my mother, father, and brother. We are looking around, and split up. We are supposed to meet up again in a few minutes, but I get lost. Some type of adventure befalls me, though I don't quite remember what. Finally, I meet up with my family again.

In this dream, Toys-R-Us looks like a greenhouse. There are many rooms in it, connected to other rooms. There are tropical plants around. (And fireplaces?)

Letters to Lincoln

We are talking about Abraham Lincoln. Our family (in the dream) has letters that were written by Abraham Lincoln's wife. We don't know exactly where they are, but apparently we were descended from her. We have a bunch of her old stuff, actually. I wonder if it is worth anything.

The Church

I am visiting a new church. It starts out with me listening to the church on the radio, but then I actually end up there. At first I think it is a good church, and well founded in scripture. But then the pastor begins to talk. He is dressed in some odd uniform, and his whole message seems to be about how he doesn't think Christ is the only way to heaven. He hints that Christ may actually not be God. "What kind of a church is this?" I think to myself.

The preacher decides to show a movie to the congregation. It is about Barak Obama. As soon as Obama appears on the screen everyone stands up as though they were going to sing the Doxology. I am a little disgusted by this seeming idolatry. I had been standing out in the hallway watching through a door. I sit on the floor in a sort of a protest. People in the sanctuary decide to sit, too.

Grandparents (fragment)

I seem to remember something about going to my Grandparents' house.

A Series of FA's

Have fun sorting this one out:

I wake up and check the clock. It is 8:45. I usually do a RC upon waking up, but I always assumed looking at the clock was good enough. Then I wake up. Not to be made a fool of again, I look at my hands. I rub them together. Nothing looks odd, so I must be awake. Then I wake up. I look at the clock again. It is a little hard to make out, but it looks like it's 1:45. Good, plenty of time to do a DEILD (I'm pretty sure this was a FA too. This set of dreams took place around 8:00am). I enter into a dream about Toys-R-Us. I pinch my nose and can still breathe. But then the dream changes so that this is actually not occurring, but is a memory of me doing a nose-pinch reality check in the past.

I am walking down an aisle in Toys-R-Us. There are characters from Star Trek there. They seem to be advertizing a sale on Star Trek merchandise. There is also food and apple cider. I stock shelves a while, and see Angela Lansbury. She seems to know me. I try to think of how I know her.

An announcement comes over the loudspeaker system, referring to the town we are in. I am reminded that I work in Wintersville, Ohio (I don't in real life. I don't even live near there). That is hard to believe for me that I actually work there.