memorable

non-dream - non-lucid - lucid

Note: This was very long so have tried adapting a more "to-the-point" format to try and fit it all in without boring the face off the reader. hope you enjoy.

27/12/10 The dream starts out with a snow storm, and there is a lot of snow.

I am at a friend's place, which also happen to be the place where I grew up.

The snow keeps on falling and towns and cities are being closed off gradually.

I stumble out in the snow although I am safe in my friend's place. I need to see if there is anyone out there in danger.

I get stuck in a little roadside bunker of sorts. I ride out the storm.

The next day the snow is smelting and there is a lot of water on the roads. And I notice how many issues it will cause if it freezes up again.

There is a drama between two men and women who switch partners during the dream, it causes a strain on their friendship.

The two men join opposing sports teams. We are in a pub at the conclusion of this. It is getting dark.

The dream changes plot.

Zombies. Thunder.

There is a radio in the roadside bunker and I overhear some communication between a captain of a ship and the governmental control that has to allow it into Danish national waters.

Zombies come out and I am in a place where I have to leave the safe house, walk up a tunnel while zombies swarm down. It is hard to get out.

I am back in the roadside bunker, there are two of us there.

We shoot zombies like there is no tomorrow. I get reminded of Mikkel (an old school friend) who is stuck in the tunnel safe house.

I make a dash for it to go help him out. With my assistance he gets out and join us in the roadside bunker.

Zombies are everywhere. There is a sniping zombie in one of the windows. I take his head clean off with a SPAS 12 shotgun. He turns out to be a cyborg zombie, and the other zombies try to get him working again, but it is useless without the head. I feel proud and we all joke about it in the bunker.

We are running out of ammo. We retreat further back into the bunker.

There is cable car leading out the back.

The problem with this plan of escape is that there is a massive zombie, a golem of sorts, in the yard below.

We attempt it anyway. I am starting to become aware of the fact that I am dreaming.

Our combined weight in the cart makes it skip across the surface of the snow, but we make it to the end.

The golem turns for us. We panic and start to run. We prepare to take shots at it. It speaks.

I call for my mates to hold fire. The golem explains that the virus just “left” him for some reason. I have a feeling that it is due to his level of intellect, but I speak to him, get a sample of his blood to see if a cure can be manufactured.

I encounter three smokers (Big tongued mofos that pull you in with it and want to eat you) and I take them on with nothing but bare hands and sheer defiance, and I win!

There is a montage (I swear to god (or any other non-specific deity of your choosing), there is a literal montage of us three taking out the elite crowd, while administering the cure to the lesser zombies, all perfectly narrated with a “and the future looks a little bit brighter” remark in the end)

I am now free of the plot and can do as I choose. I jump off a building. I jump from balcony to balcony downwards. It is quite tall.

I take off into flight. Can't quite manage it although I can keep afloat it is more of a floating sensation. I take great notice of the sea winds against my face. You gotta love being lucid!

I keep hearing my parents (in particular my mum XD) wanting to wake me up because we have to go somewhere. I will it off and continue just flying looking at things.

I eventually wake up. Although I am in my flat and there is no way my parents could have shouted at me.

Note: There might have been a FA that I recollect nothing off. It seems like I had to recall the dream through a third party.

what i think why we dream and how we make them up well we lived many lives actually maybe as other people or animals and then when you die your memory is wiped clean cept you have mini fragments of memories in dreams like ive dreamt i was a horse a dolphin and a t-rex and i remember whats its like to have four legs and swim like a dolphin and what it feels like to be able to bite threw anything as a t-rex ive always died young and never experianced being human befor or what its like to have offspring ive even dreamt of spirits and im a very spiritual person if you believe in em or not well my spirit animal is a black mustang and in many of my dreams im in battle with a black wolf like tho off of that movie 300 with red peircing eyes i think it represents death cause it apears most right befor someone or something dyes like my boyfriend corey and my auntie connie and with the wolf sometimes i see a bear with gold eyes but its natual brown color and i even dream of other people i know cept i dont see them as there self i see them as there spirit like my bf corey befor and after his death i see him as a dark brown wolf with deep dark brown eyes and my friend alannah as a yellow bird with blue eyes since her favourte color is yellow and she does have blue eyes and i saw Jeremys my bf today i see him as a lion with a golden mane sinse he has long golden hair and the lion has blue eyes like his and in my dreams only the ones i remember seem spiritual like there supose to mean something and once i dreamt the date of my death but not how it happens since the future isnt concreate but its supose to happen 2 days befor i turn twenty on jeremys birthday may 4 you may think im smokin somthin but im not and i didnt make any of this up

I've been both sick as a dog, and out of town. Dreams have been so crazy. At one point, I was nightmaring lucidly about the Saw movies, which I don't even watch (Saw 1-3, then gave up.), then woke into a higher layer non-lucid to find myself having sex with Jigsaw. Ew? Think this had something to do with seeing my rather useless brother-in-law. I think he fits the vic profile nicely.

Yes, you can nightmare in a lucid. It's like watching a scary movie of yourself: you're a spectator, not a participant. Yeesh.

There were a few others, but nothing as vivid as last night. That one broke into my reality for a short time. I was totally lucid in a dream of my hometown (Dream-world geography again!), and I figured that I'd have some fun in an antique/thrift shop by playing dress-up. I'm never as mature in dreams as I am in reality, but I'm much more fun. Unfortunately, there were no dressing rooms, and the outfits I had started to shrink as soon as I started walking around looking for one, so I figured that since I'm dreaming, it was alright for me to start changing there in the store in front of everyone. I got a couple of items on, then the proprietress appeared and told me that it was inappropriate to be changing clothes in the store and that Id have to leave.

I tried to reason with her that this was all a dream, so it didn't matter because she and everyone else were imaginary, but several of the other shoppers physically threw me out. Then a Gothic chick with short, fire-engine red hair and a low growly voice (I swear she was one of my old Harry Potter fanfic characters!) showed up and told me that the proprietress was very powerful and her friends were coming to beat me up for embarrassing her like that.

We ran all over my hometown trying to get away. I could have flown, and I knew it, but I didn't want to leave the girl who helped me. I was wondering how unreal they were since I couldn't control them, and was concerned for her well-being. Suddenly I was aware (watching, as if in a film again) that the proprietress was a sorceress, and to avenge herself on me she made my friend aware that she was a dream, and not "real."

She cursed us both that we would know reality. This didn't bother me, the real person, but suddenly the redhead started screaming and chanting that she wanted to know, see, hear, and live reality. She attacked me, trying to claw her way through me into the real world. When she hit me I found myself awake in my mother-in-law's spare room, yet in sleep paralysis. The dream redhead appeared as a lump in the blankets, completely non-humanoid yet I recognized her, and attacked again by biting onto my left breast and clinging on. I couldn't move to fight, being paralyzed, but I managed to get out the thought "HELP ME" aimed at my husband. He was sleeping next to me. Then the blanket-chomper vanished, only a blanket over my breast, and we were both awake. He is completely unaware of what happened, so I dunno if he helped or if I jerked and startled him awake.

But that freaked me out.

1) go into a building not a gym but has weird things to do like a playground lots of people training walk around a laser show? friends arrive I see them NBA, NS; NS asks me what I'm doing in ballpit I get out walk around with NBA and KB, KB asks to go see a movie NBA and I laugh at him say no way but then we walk by one I see popcorn, candy, etc. say hey, I actually do want to go let's go we walk down but I have to go to the bathroom walk in, press box at Fenway Park??

2) locker's gone, I wonder where it went, oh well, I walk into a room as normal, then look back, I should probably get my books, Mr. R is looking at me, I go up to him ask where my locker went he says I haven't been treating it properly, I say okay where are my books, he's actually Mr. W, I walk around finally go into auditorium everyone's facing the front I have to go way to the back last row see JT as well as JF? from 10th grade I'm in the last row by myself suddenly the violin player in the middle starts coughing and falls and dies suddenly everyone starts coughing it's the Black Plague!! they're all spitting up green stuff, I turn around and run as fast as I can try to get out of there I was lucky to be in last row, turn around, no one's following me, run down street toward's D's Cs bus stop, was I infected?

Total dreams: 729
Total days: 367
Total lucids: 12
Dreams per day: 1.986
Lucids per day: 0.03269
Days recorded: 220
Dreams per recorded day: 3.3136
Lucids per recorded day: 0.0545

I had a lucid dream last night! =D
(halfheartedly using the MILD method)

Okay, so it's not my first lucid dream; but it was my first lucid dream while (semi) trying to have one (intentionally). It was really kinda cool because as soon as I was in the dream I was like 'Woah, I'm dreaming', and then proceeded to perform a few reality checks just to confirm my dreaming state. At first I looked at my hands, the check failed; Then I tried sticking a finger through my hand and it only was really elastic, so the check failed; finally I plugged my nose and tried breathing through it, and could still breathe; the check succee ded: and I was dreaming! I could only control the dream to some extent: succeeding in making two little girls appear when I covered my eyes and found them there, but not in making people disappear, or making this obscure object I was imagining appear. I'm content with the success of having this dream at the least, but at the most I need to practice control and stabilization of dreams.

I wrote this down on my ipod touch earlier then deleted it believing that I already posted so I'll give the short version since that's all I remember

Greek Myths

My mother was a teacher of Greek myth although in my dream, greek myths were actually the history. They became gods that we made statues of. I learned how to make a bust of one out of aluminum. I went into my mom's lecture class and showed her, interrupting the class. Every student left. I then remembered my improv team had a show. I forgot this stole a t-shirt and on the way to running to my car, ran into the rest of the team in the cafeteria. I ate some fries...

That was the speed version

Real life Dream Lucid Nightmare Dream sign
For me to remember, dreams are #067300, and lucid dreams are the color below blue, #4169e1. Nightmares are dark red, #8b0000, and dream signs are the light purple, which is up one and left one from blue, #483d8b.

More lucid dreams. Upon becoming lucid, I need to always increase clarity and lucidity right away, then remember my dream goals. This isn't happening yet...

Trains dream
I was alone, walking down a "hallway" of dirt. It was like a 12 foot deep, 8 foot wide rectangular trench that was very long and had train rails going down it. I passed a red train car, and became only slightly lucid, the least I've ever been. I blew up the train with a sleight of hand and became much more lucid.

I kept walking and passed a glossy deep green train. I accelerated the train with a movement of my hand until it was gone. I kept walking until I passed a large bald man with a wide head. He was wearing a white shirt, and I sensed he had a slightly negative air about him. He was about five feet away from me I remembered to stop and increase the clarity. I said, "Increase clarity," softly but confidently.

The world around me focused like a camera and became crystal clear, like real life. I could see the textures of the dirt and grass very well, like real life. Out of curiosity I lifted my hands and saw that they were very blurred. I felt a strange sensation in my fingers, like they were pressed together. My fingers split and shifted. I believe I gave too much of my focus towards my hands because I sensed the world around me blurring, much like my hands.

I desperately yelled, "Increase clarity!" to no avail. I tried gently saying it, like before. It worked; the world around me gained focus again. The large bald man took a step towards me and said, "I don't like what you're doing," which frightened me a little. He started walking towards me. I sensed he was about to hurt me and choked him by raising my hand towards him. He fell to his knees and I woke up.

Strange dream
I was in a green cafeteria. Lots of other people were there, talking. I talk with a bunch of people for a while. I become briefly lucid and fly around by flapping my arms. I show off to a bunch of people.

Moody from Harry Potter came over and told me we have a mission. (I am not Harry Potter in this dream; I'm still me) I followed him, until we met up with our group: Two Slytherins led by Snape, who was dressed with thick leather straps going around his shoulders crossing to his waist. We also had one Gryffindor. I immediately objected to doing the mission with the Slytherins, but Moody replied, "Put up with it, boy!" in his gruff voice.

As we walked down some steps I started arguing with the Slytherins. Moody pulled me and the Slytherins in with his staff and took out our soul orbs by force. Soul orbs are these glass balls everyone carried that influenced our personalities, which were four inches in diameter. Moody heated a metal rod via magic and melted in two dents to each of our orbs so that all of us who were arguing had matching dents, like compatibility.

Instantly, an overwhelmingly powerful warm, giddy feeling of pleasure and happiness rushed into all of us who argued earlier. It was the best feeling ever. We who were five minutes ago arguing about our differences were giggling together as friends, deeply influenced by whatever Moody had done to our soul orbs.

I don't remember what else happened but we finished our mission.

That dream where Moody changed our soul orbs so that we would work together gave me the best feeling ever. In future lucid dreams (if I ever happen to remember my dream goals, which never seems to happen) I will use soul orbs to influence myself and other people. By asking to borrow people's soul orbs and changing them, I can easily bend people to do my will, as well as give me warm trippy feelings in dreams.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG SHARED


3:00 GMT

Gore nightmares
I had a long night of really gore nightmares. I didn’t made a huge effort to recall them, because they were so bloody uncomfortable, but some images were just carved in my memory.
First I recall being forced to watch some guy being tortured to death. A group of men crushed and shredded his limbs and while he was being hanged from somewhere, they were plucking bits of flesh and bone slowly from him, to prolong the excruciating pain. I recall making an effort to wake up from this awful dream but not being able to do so right away.
Later I recall being chased by some guys – possibly the same ones, from whom I had escaped – and they are trying to kill me with an axe. I’m inside some barn, jumping fences and what have you. They hit some innocent guy (caught in the middle) in the chest with the axe, which explodes in a shower of blood. I then fight one of the guys and get his axe from him. Then I’m forced to defend myself by using it against them. I feel really bad for using so much violence, but I see no other solution. I cut some arms and legs and kill or mortally wound them all. Then I don’t recall anything else.

8:00 GMT

Back to University
I’m at a university, which is different from the one I attended, but I still feel It's my university. I’m visiting the corridor where I used to have some classes in the amphitheatres when a group of students passes by me, freaking out, because they were in charge of booking a room for their class and they messed up and the room is now occupied with another class. Before their professor arrives, I help them finding an empty room. They thank me and go inside. I continue down the corridor, feeling very nostalgic about college life.
I am then invited to join a special class for ex-students visiting from all over the world on this special day. I’m sitting on the left row of tables a large room which looks more like a warehouse or a barn. It’s clearly an improvised classroom to welcome such a big group. I do a trick with a pencil, like making it stand up on the table, to impress a colleague next table and this triggers my lucidity. I decide to leave this place and go outside. I think about flying through the roof or crossing the wall, but end up just walking through the door, because I don’t want to disturb the other DC’s or dreamers’ dream. The professor calls for my name and either is asking me to go back to my place or for input on something. But I smile and say “No, no, I’m out of here. Have a good day!”

The hidden treasure of the Town of Denn
Outside I think I can use this opportunity to achieve the RPG goal. So I see some woods and think this could be the forest outside the Town of Denn, but there’s no town around so I must look for the real one, not settle for this weak version. But here there are no holes on the ground, no walls, no doors, nothing I can use as portal and I’m not so good at just opening portals yet. So I decide to simply spin over myself while wishing to teleport to Denn. It has the double function of making lucidity stronger.
When I stop I am on top of a hill over the Town of Denn. There’s an earth road spiralling through some stone walled terraced gardens to the centre of the town. I see farmers working, I see people taking water from a well, I see merchants, etc. People are dressed in very colourful medieval clothes, mostly in brown, green and wine tones. There’s a lot of activity going on and I would have loved to just observe it, but I must not let it distract me or I will not finalize my task. I fly down over the city centre but I only stop at the outside walls to look around into the woods. Where to look for the treasure? It could be anywhere. I decide to go to an area where the fortress walls are breached. It’s as good as anywhere else and it is the place where the forest outside is more dense. But once I’m there I have no clue where to dig. I just try to follow my instinct. I see a stone at the very end of the wall, which looks completely different from the rest. It is whitish and smooth. I clear the dirt from it and find some inscriptions as if it is from a tomb. It clearly doesn’t belong there. I lift it up, hopeful to find something under it. I find nothing, just more dirt, but I decide to dig right there. But then when I turned the stone over to put it on the floor, I noticed some concavity on it and inside it I found a small box. I get it out and it seems made of plaster, because it is white and light. But it ain’t soft and malleable like plaster. It has some high relief patterns carved and some rest of paint in pinkish and bluish tones. The drawing looks like a Mayan design On the bottom right of this strange box there is a round button. I press it and it opens in two pieces. The two pieces have more carved drawings, on the left plaque more patterns, like stylized roses and crosses inside circles and on the right plaque carvings of animals, like a whale, a moose and you name it, floating between clouds in the sky and coming down to earth. The plaques then split up into 5 and then 10 parallelepiped pieces. But it wasn’t broken, it was some automated mechanism. I then started moving these little parallelepiped pieces in my hand and found out they were magnetic and could be put together again in different combinations. They kind of naturally started to rearrange themselves into a different sequence and formed completely new designs. On the left plaque there was now some kind of reddish monstrous creature and on the right plaque a different kind of yellowish monstrous creature with what seemed to be a monstrous robotic dog under his command. I was like “What is this about?” Then I realised there were probably many more combinations of the plates which would explain who these creatures were and what was the meaning of all this and what this thing was for. But I started to slip out of the dream and I woke up.

10:00 GMT

These dreams happened so long ago that I forgot when so il just put them all here.

Water World

I was in a massive glass container which seemed to go on forever. The only land there was a tiny patch of sand in the corner of the glass box. Standing from this looking out there was an endless expanse of water. The water was all different shades of blue-green which didnt meld together, but rather swirled around each other like oil on water. There was no visible source of light but the world was illuminated from some unseen point. Birds which reseambled seagulls flew the skies and there shadows played over the colorful water . I decided to dive into the water at some point. The water was like water, but yet it wasnt like water. It was warm like from the sun, but the warmth went all the way through instead of just the top part. It was also smooth and slippery and amazingly easy to swim through. I found i could also breath underwater to my great delight. The water did not burn or sting my eyes like usual and I could see as far underwater as I could above. It was an experience like no other. being able to swim effortlessly through water the purest I have ever seen. From here the dream tapers off, but im sure there were creatures in the ocean with me.

Collecting Coconuts With Mario

This dream probably won't seem important or substantial but its the only one I have remembered throughout the years without a trigger. In this dream I took on the form of mario, or rather, I controlled him. The dream was also 2-D. I was in a river with coconut trees overhanging it. These trees periodicly dropped coconuts into the river which I swam around and collected. This is the only thing that went on but its memorable to me. It was also in pixel graphics straight from the actual game.



If i think of anymore fragments il add them. Also the waterworld one was amazingly vivid when I had it and included all 5 senses. something my other dreams don't.

I am lost in a coniferous forest somewhere in snowy northern Canada. I have been lost for a long time, wandering in the endless frozen forest, and the cold is starting to effect my body in seriously adverse ways. My left hand, from the wrist, has turned completely black from frostbite and my legs have been numb for hours, thoughI still force myself to stumble through the snow because for I have a false believe that if I keep moving that things will get better or I will be found or something.

Another night comes and the moon is the biggest and the fullest I have ever seen before. It is so bright in fact that I can find my way through the forst as if it were day time. I cannot see what it is but I hear foot falls in the snow behind me and know that I am being followed by a wild animal. Many days and nights pass and my body is sucumbing more to the cold. The animal that has been following me is still around but I have no yet seen what it is, though I suspect that it is waiting for me to die. One day I collapse in the snow exhausted finally reigned to my inevitable fate and wait for the wild animal to come and eat me.

I lift my tired head and see a light grey wolf slowing making its way to me. The wolf is very think and weak looking and I can see the outline of its ribs and the creature seems to be starving terribly, though it is not threatening me and seems more curious than anything. I figure I am going to die anyway so I pull a pocket knife out and cut off my frostbitten hand and toss it towards the wolf then immediately pass out. I wake up at night and find myself alone. I don't know where the wolf went and cannot see if it ate my hand because it is too dark. I find the strength to stand up and begin wandering again, more out of boredom than anything because I don't think I am going to be saved and I am essentially just passing the time until I do. I am so cold and so tired that I no longer actually feel the cold that much anymore, let alone think about it.

Something happens one day though the dream becomes fuzzy and I cannot remember exactly what. I think a bear or a group of evil hunter men came upon me and attack me but I am saved my the light grey wolf that had been following me before. The wolf chases away my attacks and then has to drag me away from there, by the collar of my coat, through the forest because my body is so tired and damaged by the cold that I can no longer walk. I don't know how long the wolf dragged me but it felt like a long time. I pass in and out of consciousness for days and in one moment of clarity I talk to the wolf and believe it can understand me (partly loneliness, partly delerium) and tell him that when I die that he has my permission to eat my body because I know that it is still starving. I pass out again right after.

I wake up in a hospital bed. I know I am still in the north because I can see a snowstorm raging outside of my hospital window. It is night and everything is quiet and I am trying to wrap my mind around how I survived in the frozen north for so long. I also wonder about the starving wolf and feel bad that I did not die so that he would have something to eat. I lay awake for a long time because my mind is ruminating about so many things and the thoughts of my experience begin to overwhelm me when a nurse with sort curly hair in pink scrubs comes in and says that the doctor will be in shortly. After some time passes an elderly Native American aboriginal chief dressed in a leather vest and a coyboy hat comes in and tells me that I am lucky to be alive and he asks me about the details of my ordeal.

I tell him everything I remember happening including being saved by the starving wolf and the doctor tells me that I am mistaken. He says that I was found by the side of the road in one peice and that they had to amputate my hand because of the frostbite damage after I was brought to the hospital. I argue with the doctor and tell him that I am so sure that it all really happened. The doctor tells me that I was suffering from delerium from the cold and that I probably hallucinated the whole thing. I feel kind of at a loss because I am not sure how to feel but the doctor tells me that I probably did meet a wolf in the frozen north and that it guided me out of the forest because in Native American aboriginal legend, the wolf is a protector and a guide for lost soles.

After the docotr leaves I stare out of the window for a long time, trying to come to terms with what I though was real and what I was told really happen. Through the blowing snow outside I can see something move and when it comes close to the window I can see that it is the starving wolf that saved me, though it no longer looks like it is starving. The wolf looks at me for a moment than runs off into the snowstorm and the dream ends there.

- I remember being at the beach with Mary because I had just come down to Florida. We were sitting on a towel just hanging out and talking, when this woman and her kid (with this little-kid-drawn solid pink cloud for hair) walked toward us and started blabbering about something and then saying how they were going to leave and head home. This got Mary into the state of min that she was done with the beach for today; but I told her that I wasn't done with the beach yet, because I hadn't been there in forever and I would really like to stay. (for some reason the woman stayed too they walked off and sat down again before it got to this conversation lol) Then Mary began ranting on about how whenever she wants to stay longer at the beach I want to go home and whenever I want to stay longer she wants to go home.

- I was talking to these two kids for the first time ( I had just met them.) but somehow this was the second time meeting them for the first time (except they seemed different then from the first time meeting them) I had memory of meeting one of their moms and coming to their house to have dinner, but I know at the same time this was the first time ever meeting these two. I even remember the taste of the doughy lasagna his mother had made for dinner the first time I was over. I was talking to them (meeting them), ten I remember them getting in their truck and the one who was driving made a comment about how he would so fuck his truck, to which I replied "Maybe if it was a 350, yeah", and then started getting inside the truck. While I was just about sitting on his lap, I looked at him and made a comment about how I could actually fuck it though, and when he asked how so, I kissed his cheek while sliding over the front seat (the only way you could get into the back seat) letting my body roll over his and replied "Its called a stick shift". Then we were at his house at an oval white table that seemed to be big and small at the same time. There was this guy sitting at the table with really long, shiny, curly, black hair. I never saw his face but he made me remember and thing "Where's Greg? He was here last time.." and I remember the 'previous' 'first time' I had been there Greg was supposedly always over their house. Then I remember their mother starting to serve some more doughy food, and then the dream started to fade away, and I can remember nothing more.

The last dream of this segment I became lucid! This was my first lucid dream - ever! While it only lasted for a short time (due to, well, being new to it and not being able to stabilize), I can't tell you how excited I am at this improvement! Also, the dream that I had during was really, really vivid. Interesting.

12/24/2010 - Dream Fragment - Jail

I found myself competing in a drinking competition with Jim while in jail. There were lots of colorful drinks.

12/24/2010 - Superheroes

I had an intricate dream where I was on the beach. I think I was a superhero, but I definitely had the ability to control tornadoes. I do remember that we were on the coast. I had to help defend the town from three tornadoes that were ultimately creating monsoons for the town. As the town wizards rallied, a large lady (black, curly black hair) spoke to me and told me that if the waves causes a swell of greater than 8 meters, the levies would break and the city would be destroyed.

I became highly interested in this and we prepared at the coastline. All three tornadoes came from next to one another, causing huge tidal waves. The wizards attempted to quell the waves as we protected the coastal city, but it became quickly apparent that the wizards would not be able to successfully combat the three tornadoes when they were all in the same place. The waves were already reaching upwards of 8 meters (said the woman), and it was almost at critical mass. I watched the waves come crashing into the village as she said this. I decided that I had to take a gambit to save this town.

I used my powers to move one of the tornadoes. I was only able to apparently move one, because I was too weak after moving the first one. I changed it from all three tornadoes being right next to one another, northeast off the coastline, to one of them closer and northwest of the town. This gambit paid off, as it allowed the wizards valuable time to quell that tornado and then take care of the others. We were able to wrangle the tornadoes and take control of nature. We also protected the town.

(Diagram of the coast and tornado movement is here in my physical journal)

I returned to the beach, where I found my grandpa and the large lady talking with one another. My grandpa said that he was very proud of my success. He asked us for some hot chocolate (which I recall him asking for before, but I don't recall him before this part of the dream. He might of been talking with the large lady when I was solving shit). She asked why my grandfather was asking for hot chocolate so often, to which I said that my grandma always used to make it for him. I made some appear and gave it to him. He smiled large and my grandma's voice in my head said thank you. I told the fat lady I heard my grandma and I started crying. The scene fades.

12/24/2010 - Bar

I think this was supposed to be related to the first dream. I was in a bar that was colored very light brown and with a lot of beige. I was sitting at the counter of the bar. I recall there being dream characters about, but I don't recall seeing any. I do recall that Jimmy was in my dream again, but that I never saw or talked with him. I was watching a news report on the television while drinking a beer. I remember that Britney Spear's "Toxic" was playing on the jukebox, but I don't recall seeing the jukebox either. I was also irritated and a bit confused by it being on in here. I reached for the menu and opened it to look at it and I started to feel a bit odd. I read over the menu once, but then stared at it. The letters changed before my eyes. "I must be dreaming," I thought to myself.

There was an audible snap and everything became incredibly vivid as I became lucid. I was actually overtaken by emotion and excitement! This was my first lucid dream - ever! When I got excited, I remembered that if I didn't calm down I would wake up, but instead of calming down first I started attempting stabilization techniques. I looked at my hands in order to deeply observe them, but they seemed like they were cut off (I was missing half of each hand, diagonally, from my wrist bone to my index finger knuckle). It started to worry me. I stop doing this and got up quickly and I touched the table, tripping over a chair in scurrying over to one of the back bar counters. I grabbed one of the clear salt shakers that had a yellow lid and many, many holes (industrial) and began to feel it with both of my hands. While doing this, I accidentally closed my eyes and the scene faded to black.

I snapped my eyes open and I was in my room. I immediately tried a reality check, but it wasn't a false awakening. Success, ladies and gentlemen! After two years of on and off trying, I finally had a successful lucid dream - a DILD! Now the next step: Do it again, remain calm, and stabilize properly. I'm so pleased with myself I can hardly stand it.

12/24/2010

Chilling out on the Quad (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Alright, now, this was a VERY long dream, and I can't remember most of it. I dimly remember it starting on my college campus, and I also dimly remember it transitioning to more of a video-game type feel. It had interesting architecture though, like sloping tunnels. Mostly I remember it after it had transitioned to a place that felt like a location of its own.

This place looks kinda like a campus, I suppose, but the buildings are large and it's hard to find my way. Several times I get lost and end up getting into places where I'm not supposed to be. When I end up in such a room, I get some very annoyed... people? on my tail. I think they're people, anyways. They kinda remind me of Ordinators from Morrowind. In any case, they start running towards me, and my first instinct is to run away, so I do. They can easily run faster than me though, so I can't get too far before one of them catches me. When they do though, they're unarmed. They just kinda "warp" me out of where I'm supposed to be. This happens a few more times, by which point I'm no longer scared and just sheepishly hold my hands up, letting them do their job. I don't mean to get in their way, but I'm lost and nothing is easily marked. I also felt like exploring around me, too, which probably didn't help. At some point I turn to a guy next to me and remark, "If these rooms were well-marked I wouldn't be getting into nearly as much trouble."

It turns out this guy is a very friendly sort, and we just wander around the courtyard type of setting I am in, chatting. I'm pretty hazy on his appearance, but he's a pretty scrawny-looking guy. Pretty thin, a little short, but also a nice guy. I think he was black, though I'm not sure. He had kinda long hair, though I don't remember the color. As far as clothing goes, he is wearing some sort of beanie on his head, though sometimes it's there, and sometimes not. I think he was wearing standard t-shirt and jeans clothing. He looks to be about my age, too (20).

I forget when, but sometime around this point I realize that I'm dreaming. I don't recall making a big deal out of it or even commenting on it much, though, I just take it all in stride. I feel like I asked him about a ton of stuff, although I sadly can't remember most of it. Here's some transcripts more or less paraphrased from towards the end of the dream, remembered to the best of my ability:

Me: *notices him starting to walk off* Hey, wait a sec!
Him: *turns and looks back*
Me: Um, can you tell me who you really are? And don't say anything silly like, "Oh, I was this guy in a past life"...
Him: *smirking* What, so you can try to find me in real life when I have no clue what's going on? (He's implying he'll forget this all when he wakes up) *he turns and starts going back the other way*
Me: Heh, well, you don't have to tell me, I guess. I'm just terminally curious... that's why I'm here.

(He decided to stick around a bit longer)
(Later, we're near an empty cop car, and I'm just kinda floating/flying in the air, chilling)

Him: *Gives me a look that seems to say, "Oh, how jeuvenile"*
Me: Hey, it's just one of my guilty pleasures.
Him: Well, just hope a police cruiser doesn't come by.
Me: *floats a bit higher* Well, I'd like to see them try to catch me.
Him: Hey, don't underestimate them. They're actually pretty good.
Me: Yeah? How high up would I have to be?
Him: You'd have to be... on the moon. *We both look up to see the moon*
Me: Hmm... that might be a problem then.
Him: Why?
Me: I don't know how I'm going to get up there before I wake up. *As if on cue, my dream starts fading*
Him: Oh, look what you did now! (I think he's stifling a laugh at this point. He's definitely more amused than annoyed)
Me: *wakes up*

Well, that's all I can remember. For a dream that seemed to be mostly unbidden, I'm very impressed though. I think it's time to get back into lucid dreaming. I am curious if any of you DVers find this oddly familar, though. I'm willing to entertain the notion of a shared dream, though that'd be weird considering I don't really know any of you. xD

I am in a self-improvement or psychedelic video game of some kind. The start of the game should be really awesome and soothing, but I don’t remember it. All I remember is that the theme was space and the universe and the music was soothing yet energetic and upbeat. The reason was that my clock radio was playing Maudlin of the Well’s Part the Second (it’s a free downloadable great CD for those interested, check out maudlinofthewell.net). This wasn’t astral travel or anything, but still more than normally relaxing, and it felt symbolic, important.

I finish the video game or whatever, as the fourth track ends, as my mind equates it with the ending of a level. Then the credits sequence follows the start of the fifth track and its just as relaxing as anything, still interactive.
Some time into it, I make it to this giant wall on a metallic planet, with lots of little nodes on it. I have to follow the notes. I have little fragments of other things going on, especially that I met people in a house in between, but alas. As I climb it, I communicate with an old lady sitting at the far end of the well, that she should climb it too. It frustrates me a bit how slowly she reacts. I think I had known her in the past in the dream. Was she the elderly form of a love-interest? It wasn’t as much climbing as getting transported by the nodes, and it wasn’t as much a wall as… several sides of a huge cubical object. When I get up there and look out into the distance, I see a planet that is metallic like the one I am on. I immediately realize what’s going to happen, and literally clap and cheer. The planet is somehow the one I am one, but not, and I somehow know that it is captured by a fascist party, that I throughout the dream debated back and forth whether was nazi or that was too obvious and stupid a target for the occasion. I knew what was going to happen as if though I had seen it before, perhaps on the back of the jewelcase. The moment feels all romantic and perfect, I don’t think the woman ever made it up, because my mind had sort of forgotten about her, but everything about her as she was there pointed towards that she would make it up to witness the explosion, and that’s how I treat it. That far off planet, that is also our own, is blown up. These massive solar-flame-like beams hit the planet, and it explodes. This is somehow a good thing, the symbolic death of the fascist party. The explosion is one of those where you just see a single extending circle of energy. At first I thought it was disappointing, but then sparks started flying where the planet had been, and the lightshow really started. My vision was sort of zooming slowly in on the planet.

What happened afterwards I don’t remember. I want to think that yet again something new and amazing happened, but that might just be my recollection of the first time the “game” extended. All I remember was that when the fifth and final track was over, I woke up.

And this was sort of conceptually a video game, but felt like so much more, and I forgot about that fact.

That was a nice Christmas present.

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I have been doing some soul searching with my dreams and it seems to have been working with my dreams changing from me walking around aimlessly and alone to me involved in situations and always around people.

Dec 22, 2010
Dogs and People
Partially lucid
I have been exploring around a city to see its crime ridden side but after seeing one lone heroin junky and how he was more frightened of me, I decided to go back to my car. I knew I was in a dream and could lurk around the alleyways unharmed but also thought I had a car parked somewhere.
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On my way back up the city was a vicious dog looking like he was going to attack. I did what I usually do and flew above him about 7 feet up but found it hard to get any higher. The dog lunged at me and I easily hit him in the forehead with my fist. I was surprised how real he felt against my fist. He still looked threatening though and since I couldn't get much height I dematerialized, so much at first the city started to fade but I pulled back a bit and was cloud-like but I could still see the city. I tried not to look at the dog just in case it was a replicant I didn't want to give it more power. The dog jumped at me again but this time I felt it pass through my abdomen and left arm. It stood at the side of the road looking at me quizzically.
Once back in the town square there was a market. I landed and rematerialized and looked around to see if my car was nearby. Then a guy came up next to me also looking for his car I thought. He had a lot of clothes on and a blanket over himself like it was a scarf. He seemed like a pleasant black man but was very worried. A woman came up to us complaining about where their car was and I said "especially the way they aggressively ticket here." She said "I know right!" in a loud new york Hispanic accent way which startled me as I was going to say something else and I thought she was a replicant. Replicants always do what you expect them to do and that was unexpected.
I woke and committed it to memory.


Dec 23, 2010
Campus and Girl
Became more lucid as dream continued.
There was a lot of me exploring a baseball field in a school's play area. Soon I felt like I was a kid again and got on a tiny van bus. My mind though was not a kids, just my body. The bus drove around for a bit and I got bored and told the driver "let me off here." He was angered that a kid would talk to him like that, "hey you sit there and behave!" I was lucid enough to know I was invulnerable and now I was angry so I started to throw stuff off the bus out the window. He yelled "THATS IT!" and turned the bus around but it was one of those places you cant just turn around in, that you have to make a lot of lefts before you get back to where you want. So while he had stopped at a light I opened the sliding door quietly and walked out. The bus drove off with the door open and I crossed the street to the other side being that there was a park over there.
Once in the park I took off my shoes so that if school officials came looking for me they wouldn't notice me(?) [Hey at least its more than what Superman did for his disguise]. When my feet touched the ground I felt how real the ground felt, there was texture and temperature and I could even feel my socks over it all. This boosted my lucidity and I began hearing and feeling the thoughts and emotions of everyone nearby. It was very intrusive upon my own mind and I manged to block most of it out, I couldn't think with everyone else's thoughts in my head. Thats when I felt the place and it felt like a college campus. I followed this place's strongest feeling about this to a building to my right. There were a lot of 20 somethings sitting around studying and a few discussing things. Distance didn't matter, if I looked at them I could hear/feel what they were thinking making it hard to stay focused. A guy leaned out of a window and yelled that he was looking for students to help in his office with some light work and some light lunch would compensate for payment. I wondered where this was supposed to be and "Berkley" came to me but this was way too obvious a dream environment to ever be physical.
I walked into the building and looked in rooms till I saw a TV on in one of them and entered. There was a white blond girl of 20 or so explaining to two Hispanic guys, that just wanted to watch TV, about the paper that they had due. I got a picture in my mind about this paper after I took a seat on the sofa with the 2 guys, it looked long and they had few ideas put to paper. "Come on guuuuys we can do this!" the girl said like a cheerleader of this paper. I thought she was pretty cute so I watched her talk a bit. She smiled at me and said to all of us "big hug!" And she hugged the 2 guys and he arm came around to me to. I felt she was touching me on purpose but couldn't think of any way to reciprocate. Then she leaned near me and, as if not noticing, pressed her elbow into my privates area which did feel good. At this point I thought "oh, its on now!"
Woke up "ah crap..."