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So the only reason i'm posting this is because of the interesting amount of pain i was in.

I was looking at my thumb and my thumbnail seemed odd. I pulled it off (ew!) and my hand split open in that area between your thumb and your pointerfinger. It hurt SOOOO bad. I had to be careful when i bent my thumb because the wound would be wide open and any movement would hurt. There was no blood and i could see all of my muscles. Some people appeared in the dream and were patching it up.

Boring, but the interesting thing is just after i woke up the pain lingered a little.

I watched Inception last night for the first time. Not realizing how long the movie was, I put it on at 11:30pm, and did not get to be until after 2:00am. This having been the last thing on my mind, I decided to use the movie as a target for a visualization MILD. By this time, I was awfully tired though, and it ended up simply being an incubation attempt as it was easier to just tell myself what to dream.

Sleeping in Class

I am in Chemistry class. The professor is really, really boring and students are nodding off and going to sleep. I nod off as well...
...After a time of what seems to be actual unconscious sleep, I wake up in class. Other students are waking up too. I feel a little bad for sleeping through the lecture, but it feels as though I couldn't help myself.

Inception II

This dream is not easy to follow. I don't even know if I was lucid or not. I was sort of the main characters in the movie Inception, so I would have been dreaming that I was lucid. Since most of the dream took place with me believing the plot was real, it probably wasn't fully lucid. But in parts all I knew was that the dream was just a dream. So, I'll make it purple in color for hald lucid and half non-lucid. I don't even know where this dream starts, but here goes.

I am sitting on the couch, talking with my family. Someone is going to deliver a truck full of concrete. There is a snowstorm going on, which I had been lost in at one point.

I am trying to convince my parents that this is a dream. I seem to be slipping from the couch into another dream, or dream level. I retain "lucidity" as I do so. Then I go back to the couch. I have a pair of pants that I think are too soft. I fill them with sawdust, and shake the sawdust out outside the back door. My mother thinks this is weird, but I explain that it will make the pants less slippery. I realize that that is not a normal thing to do, and see that it is more evidence that I am dreaming.

We go into another "level" of the dream. Now we are at Niagara Falls. We are looking around the place, and are in some kind of a gift shop. In one room is a lot of candy, and I consider buying some. However, up a sort of a walkway is another building, and one I have not seen in over ten years since the last time I was in Niagara Falls in real life. I think that this may be one of my only chances to see it for a while. And besides, it's part of the mission.

I walk up the ramp to the building. I know that it is just a dream, but I figure that it is drawn from memory, so there should at least be similarities. I don't really remember anything about the building in waking life, but I look around to take in as much detail as I can to compare.

Some confusion here. We do some things related to our mission, possibly going into another "level". There is the old guy in the hospital bed, and some girl. The girl is part of it, and has to do something that makes her so upset that she almost vomits. We explain to her what we are doing, and she feels a lot better. Still, she goes back to the bathroom as though she is going to vomit again. We stop her from doing this.

I think we return to the Niagara Falls level after this.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was in my bed. I looked over at my phone, which was charging. The front screen was blinking on and off. I took it to my mom to see if she could fix it. She did, and gave it back. I went back to sleep, and woke up and it was again messing up. I repeated bringing it to my mom, and she fixed it again. This process repeated one more time.

Then, I went into my mom's office. She had found some weed I had apparently had, and had it dumped out on her desk. She was making it into a big pile. I told her not to mess it up or lose any of it because I was going to smoke it. She got up and left the room. I started to collect it back into the baggie it came in.

~

I was in a car. It was very dark, and I couldn't figure out where I was at first. Then, I started to hear Jenny's voice very vividly. She is a girl that I went to high school with and who comes into the coffee shop from time to time, but we've never really had a conversation, or acknowledged each other's existence. She was sitting in the passenger's seat, and Caitlin was driving and talking to Jenny. In the dream, Jenny and Caitlin were best friends.

We ended up at what was apparently my new apartment, which I was sharing with Caitlin and Katie. I remember my room being the first one on the right, closest to the living room. I had my own bathroom, while Caitlin and Katie shared one. There was a party going on at the apartment. I saw my grandma there, and she was walking outside to what looked like a bunch of gas pumps. The ground was very icy, and she was trying to avoid the ice so she didn't slip and fall. A lady came up to me and started saying how my grandma couldn't do it, and was saying some other things about her. I got very angry, and started yelling at her, defending my grandma. Someone had to hold me back so I didn't hit her.

Then, I wanted to smoke some weed. Everyone was ok with it, except for Jenny, so we didn't smoke (this was never voiced in the dream, it was just understood). The party then started to clear out. I saw Ryan sitting in a recliner. We went off to my room, and I asked him if he wanted to stay the night. He said
"Yeah, I have to get up in an hour."
I looked at the clock, and it was 5:30am. We put on our pajamas and got in bed.

~

I was in what was, again, my new apartment. Lynsay and her ex-boyfriend, Parker, were there with me. We sat on my bed in a circle, ready to smoke some weed. We were trying to avoid others in the apartment from knowing that we were smoking. I started talking to Lynsay about my pipe, which, in the dream, she had given me (I bought it myself in waking life). Then, we started talking about my old pipe, which she also got me in the dream (again, I bought that one too). It's gone in waking life, but in the dream, I still had it.

Then, we were at an outdoor church. My brother and mom were there as well. There was a stage with a podium on it, and instead of pews, there were fold-out chairs for everyone to sit in. The collections envelope came around, and my mom put a few coins in, and so did I. Beside me was this clear, plastic nightstand type thing with 3 drawers that I have in waking life. In the bottom drawer is where I keep the container with my pipe in it. The preacher came down and asked me if the container in the bottom drawer was full of loose change. I lied and said yes, thinking that he would leave it alone after that. He tried to get into the drawer to get the container, but I told him no, don't touch that. He kept trying to sneak over to get it, and I kept telling him no.

After all that, Lynsay, Parker, and I decided to get out of there. We were in the car, but it was dark, and none of us could remember how to get back to my apartment. I called my mom to ask her, and she told me we had to take this very confusing and specific route to get out, or we'd just end up back at the church. I knew if that happened, the preacher would catch me.

The dream takes place in the edwardian looking times. I am about 15 years old. I am wearing a light pink dress with an apron. I am walking around a large mansion and i start to walk up these cherry-wood steps. Everything is beautifully decorated/carved. I look at an organ that is at the top of the stairs and then i look around at the entire mansion. It looked as though i was in a ballroom. I walked back down the stairs. I had fake memories of this place, I was sent here to work because my mother is too ill to work.
I walked into this one room that's attached to the ballroom. It is filled with tables, i assume it's where people from the ballroom would sit and eat.
Inside this room the family that owns the mansion were packing their suitcases. They were leaving for a vacation. At the table closest to me i saw a man about the age of 25 in a wheel chair. He had long blond hair and a top hat on. One of the butlers (or someone just like it) was helping him pack his things (or was packing his things, the man in the wheel chair was not doing anything). The blond man's head seemed to sort of roll to one side and he called out "Yydok!" (pronounced Yeh-dock) and the butler just said "Calling to that muse of yours again?"

I very much liked this blond man. I walked into the room and saw a dresser in front of me. This dresser had many beautiful flowers painted on it and i was going to make conversation with the gentleman concerning this.

I woke up.

I'm sitting on my bed in my room and I'm around twenty years old. It's quite and I realize I'm dreaming.

My mind wanders and I want my boyfriend to be with me. *My boyfriend lives seven states (about) away*

Suddenly, he's there, standing before me and he holds out his hand to me. I smile and stand, hugging him.

Then he says something that startles me.

"We're in a dream, right?" he whispered. "This isn't real, is it?"

I blinked and took a step back, wondering if the guy in front of me said that because of what I was thinking or if our dreams had somehow crossed.

After of moment of blessed silence I step into his arms, hugging him before touching his cheek with my hand. his arms wrapped around me and I sighed, pulling away.

"This is just a dream," I said sadly. "You're not real, you're just what I made you."

I focused on making him go away and tried every technique I could imagine to get away from him but, when I opened my eyes, he was still there.

When I tried again he kissed me and told me he loved me. Suddenly I heard my sister waking me up for school.

That's where the dream ended.

Started off in my house and [COLOR="green"]I realized I was lucid
Went to my window which was dark and weird and I wanted to make a certain person appear. Sure enough, they came walking down the road and I let them inside, it was a female, so you can get a good idea of what I had in mind, but they were very unhappy and didn't really want to be with me it seemed. Don't remember how it ended, but that certain DC seemed really odd.

Next thing I remember was being on a field playing soccer, not too sure who, but knowing myself I probably made it Manchester United. Kicking the ball felt so real, but for most of the dreams in this entry, I only had a little bit of control.

I remember fragments of other parts of dreams and I remember asking a lot of DCs who my dream guide was, and they all said the same person, we'll call that person H. However, what's weird is that H is the person mentioned in the beginning of this entry who seemed really weird.[/COLOR] [I]Next time I'm in a dream I'm going to try and ask THEM.[/I]

[I]Although I didn't have full control and some parts didn't seem fully lucid, I know I was lucid in some parts because I was aware of my dreaming and some of my commands were spot on.

WAIT! I just remembered[/I],[COLOR="green"] I was doing something back in my house in my later dream and H was still there and I tried the "You're just a figment of my imagination" and turned away. I've never tried this on a DC before, but I know its supposed to make them disappear, and she didnt![/COLOR] [I]Could they be my dream guide?[/I]

[I]Don't remember all the parts of this, but I remember thinking that it was really long, and ended with me opening my eyes in real life, not closing in dream world, but opening my RL eyes all of a sudden. I also remember that the view of everything was sort of dark, and[/I] [COLOR="green"]I tried the spinning technique at one point.[/COLOR] [I]Now, however, I remember the "MORE CLARITY" command. I'll try that next time.[/I]

Dream Lucid Me DC DG?

I "wake up" and go downstairs. There´s an container full of candy in my living room and I take couple. (Even though I wasn´t lucid, I was amazed how real it tasted.) I look at the clock. 8.30. I´m late from school! I run outside and ask my parents to drive me to school. They promise to take me after they have done this. (Whatever they were doing.) I´m in a hurry, so I start to argue with them. After awhile, I just decide to walk because the thing my parents are doing seems to be taking forever. Suddenly I understand i´m dreaming. I start to fly, and I soon see some gang of kids. I land and go talk to them, but they attack me. I still haven´t learnt to fight in my dreams, (Atleast not, you know, fireballs and such.) so I do it the old fashioned way. A.K.A. punch them in the face. Once the fight´s over, I go to talk to a little boy who´s standing a little further."Hey, do you know where my dream guide is?" , I ask. "Follow me." , he says. I follow him trough an basements window. But there´s no one there. "Ask your math teacher, he knows better than me." , the boy says. I fly away, thinking I saw my math teacher a while ago. I end up on some schools yard. I try to fly again. I take some speed and jump in the air. But I land on my stomach. Couple of DCs laugh a bit further away. I try again, same result. After a few tries, I understand, that I need to start with the slow "swimming style" and then switch to the faster style of flying, not skipping straight to fast style. I fly over tree girls, shouting "See you later, suckers." Why can´t I stop shouting insults at DCs? The girls fly after me, grabbing my ankle. (They tend to start grabbing my ankles in the middle of flight when I make them angry.) I shake them off, but they just grab again. (The reason I need to learn some fighting skills: my DCs are douchebags if pissed off.) Shortly after that, I wake up.

Last night was somewhat successful, was out clubbing so slept like a log, apparently I even slept through a fire alarm!

Dream signs are shown in red.

Dream fragment

I'm in my home town walking near the library. I want to walk down a somewhat dark alleyway but see two figures at the other end and sense danger. I run. Despite taking a different route these two people bump into me, this is geographically impossible. I realise that they are actually two good friends of mine, Sam and Squibs. I remember hoping thet didn't realise that I ran away from them.

Vivid recall

I'm in my halls of residence and have a tv on my desk. One of my flatmates asks to watch it and I say that I can't as a) I don't have a TV license and b) I don't have the cable to connect it to the wall. They point out that it can use an aerial to pick up signal and to my surprise it works, although the quality is quite low. I somehow start playing fifa on it with my flatmate Blake, his friend comes along and asks to join in too. Blake points out that it is an old edition of the game as there are 6 "pips" above the players heads, rather than 4. By pips he was referring to the icon that appears above the selected player. Therefore 6 or 4 pips are an impossible occurence without 12 or 8 players.

I realise thats the halls have been relocated to a beach location combined with the location of nearby Hurn House. My friend Toby excitedly leads me to the back of The Old Firestation where there is an alleyway, he says he plans to pay tramps to fight eachother there fore entertainment. I think that this is fundamentally wrong but keep my mouth shut. I return home and see out of my window that my friend Rocky who doesn't live here is leading a large group of people to see the fight, the two tramps are very tall, like to golem out of Sherlock Holmes, and are wearing bright red coats. I try to tell Toby that what he's doing is wrong but he ignores me, telling me that the adrenaline and the thrill of the fight are all worthwhile. I end up at the beach instead where people are being taught to fight. Spiderman is there teaching us. However all of a sudden another Spiderman gets punched to the ground and we see that Robert Downey Jr is pretending to be a duplicate. He gets angry at this and tells me that I've come to the wrong location, he takes on an appearance more like Iron Man. He then starts trying to stab me and gets me in the stomach despite my attempts to dodge. He then charges at me again, stabbing me in the face a slipping the blade in so it doesn't pierce my skull, but slides under my scalp. Once again my attempted dodge has failed. I then woke up.


Why does Iron Man haunt my dreams?? I'm not even a big fan!

-I dreamt that I was at the store, looking at 'car oil' for my family's car. I reached out and grabbed a case when the lady next to me shrieked to not do that. I put it back and asked why not, does the car oil have carbon dioxide or radon in it, and the lady said yes, both. I screamed and ran away.

Later, I was at school and the lady from the car oil place came in and lectured the class about touching car oil.


-Something about car races and testing out cars and flipping them over on ramps.
-Later, I saw a tornado forming in the sky so I went to where my parents were sleeping and shouted something along the lines of 'TORNADO! GET INTO THE BASEMENT NOW, I'M EFFIN SERIOUS THIS TIME'!

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! I'm pissed. I had a lucid last night, but my recall is so bad! Making it only a fragment. Oh well, atleast it's something.

22.30: Sleep

04.50: Fragment
*I'm with my friend G and I'm lucid. "We're dreaming! Trust me, count your fingers" I tell him and take a good look at my own hand. I count seven or eight fingers, they're very short instead of long. I jump slightly and begin to hover a few feet off the ground. I tell G to try it out.

04.50: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 6½ hours

Supplements: 2 x Omega-3

That's it! Have a nice weekend, and gl LD'ing everyone!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

DJ Log: February 18, 2011 – 7:15AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

A few fragments from this morning. My alarm clock woke up, so I think that may have killed my recall. I only seem to have the good recall when I awaken naturally.

I remember walking through a portal on a tree. The other side of the portal lead me through the front door of a large old house. I walked through the room, opened a door and walked through the next room. There were no hallways, and the rooms were all connected by doors. Remember walking through at least a dozen rooms and finding an older fellow sitting at a desk in one of the rooms.

i had a dream that i remember having many time when i was younger.

Me and two others walk into a restaurant. we get a table and order, but we don't eat. We get up and begin burning leaves with a black hobo. The hobo gets arrested, and we turn on all the faucets on the beer counter. Booze floods the place and the waitress gets pissed.

(i'm not sure if this was semi-lucid or not but this part never happened but i remember being so angry)
I change bodies. Now i'm someone else, and the group i had been with gets away. I follow the waitress into the dining area, and there is a kid with a hamster being a brat. So i hold up spoons that had holes melted in them (they burned my hands, or at least they felt warm to the touch) I tell him he could have ended up like the spoons, and asked him if that's what he wanted. He said no. So i cursed at him.

Alarm woke me up.

Dream started on or where i remember first thing was mu old schools yard where the bus came and i got in.
We drove overly fast for being safe but still never slipped away from the snowy road...
... Until we arrived to small village with church which we hit accidently, front end of the bus collapsed in and i was almost crushed between the seat and and the cockpits wall.
We jumped out of the bus and started walking.

Dream ended soon after.
7.00 AM

I was outside my parent's house on the lawn outside the hedge. Two of my friend's were with me. I had some sort of small device which could send people back and forward through time. My friends were begging me to press the button and send them forward through time. I did, and I could see them speed up into the future. It's hard to describe the visual aspects of this. I looked around me, and there were cats everywhere. For some reason this made me want to do a reality check. I couldn't think of a good one to do at the time, so I tried sticking my finger through my palm. It didn't go through, so I decided that I must not be dreaming. Stupid reality test.

I was at some large outdoor event with tons of people. There was loud music playing, and I really liked it. My parents were there, and my dad said something that offended me, but I can't remember what.

From another night which I forgot to enter:
I was walking along some outcropping of rock that went way out into the ocean. The water was bright turquoise-blue, and there were all kinds of giant sea creatures swimming about. All different kinds of whales, dolphins, manta rays, etc. I even saw a narwhale or two. It was so beautiful and calming.

I had a dream I was watching a program about Hitler still being alive in a small house in England. The dream took place in 1997, which I somehow knew, and I saw Hitler's basement as a poorly looked after wine cell with evil Nazi technology inside it. The program went along going on about Hitler being evil and then cut to what I guess was an advert selling some dog called cookie or something, which became famous on the internet.

Skip a bit, there was a policeman riding along on his bike, and then several people said 'fucking cops' and rode past on their bikes and shot him off. Another policeman screamed "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO". Then, yet another policeman came along the pavement and cracked a joke along the lines of "Gor, £830 a week for that!". This part of the dream took place in something remniscent of an area in downtown Bournemouth, where there's a KFC and some bushes. It was all 1997-ized and looked more 'Londonish' though.

This dream was at roughly 7:20am, because I was fading in and out of sleep.