StephL

At least I read and printed out a MILD script from Dreamer - but I didn't do something, yet.
Na well - printing is a first step. And journalling this...

I went to a job with two friends from back in school - it was somehow shady and involved cigarette-smuggle and a guy, who ran a jeans-shop back at the time we were at school organizing it all.
They got cards, which could be used to pay in shops for their work - and we went to a clothes shop.
I forgot, that I had put on stuff and was wearing it, when we left - nobody noticed - so I stole an outfit, sort of, didn't go back in. It was in Munich and I wanted to show them the new flat, I was moving in soon, but lost them and lost the way.
Landed in some beer-place, met a guy there I know, old acquaintance, almost forgot to pay again when I left.
Then through the streets and erring about - finally I found the backyard towards which a window was going from that flat.
There was a backgarden with nastily sick plants, huge rhubarb for example, but rotting away. Been thinking, one should cut it all down, also the sickly trees, so there would be more sun coming to the window.
Then I was in the flat somehow and with a middle-aged not so attractive woman and a young nice guy, my flatmates to be.
They told me there would be a new sort of internet coming up, and they planned to pull off a porn-project by that means.
At the same time, one could look into another flat with broad non curtained windows, and there was another such project going on. Weird toys and guys in black leather masks - all very unattractive and not exactly appetising.
I thought - what the heck, they're only going to be flatmates - but when they let me know, they expected me to take part - I thanked them friendlily and got the heck out of there and to search for a new place again.

Hoping for better dreams and lucidity sooon!


Ah - and in a prior dream it happened again that somebody from a dream the night before showed up, clearly the same guy, but I only met him in the elevator and was hoping he wasn't angry with me still.
He was - but didn't say something - only gave me a mean look.
Thing is - I remembered almost all that prior dream in that dream - I had the full context and it seemed like genuine memory. That's a funny thing, I find - dreams bleeding over into dreams in the following night, but stuff which has no equivalent irl.

I've been doing the same thing as the night before last night - direct self-suggestions invented on the spot and with going through my most common dream-signs and DCs with the suggestion, that I will decipher them. And so I did - this shop below was in a place, I had incubated for recognizing. This worked really well now, the two times I tried - I'm very pleased! Besides I dragged myself to the toilet prophylactically in that mini-WBTB, and was graced with an absence of respective disturbances.

Originally Posted by StephL

Dear Xanous - I have your mission accomplished!! "Slap someone you care about!" Done!



I got lucid standing in front of a shop window which displayed little antique knick-knacks - determined to let out my hidden violent side. So I convinced myself, that one of my ex-partners, whom I do still care about platonically and whom I meet much too rarely in real life would be inside.
And yeah!! He sits behind the counter - fully lifelike and realistic! First I say hello and talk a little bit, telling him I dream of him at the very moment, to which he nods wisely and with a lopsided smile... But when I feel the optic quality getting a bit less - I walk up to him and slap him on the cheek. His totally flabbergasted expression with glasses askew lingers a bit - and then he vanishes. Just like that. I find this a bit sad, but head out to see, what else I might accomplish - attempting to change the weather was first. It gets dark and rainy - I'm really good at that meanwhile - but I wake up before the heavenly conditions get any more interesting.

Now I'll have to have a good think on whom to dare with what - I'll update with this, once I've made up my mind. But ThreeCat - brace your three selves - you're one of my darees - that's planned already, my dear fellow ex-McCoy!

Otherwise? Hm. While the comp I've been watching "The Wire" from CD, one or two episodes before bedtime, and I hardly dreamt of it at all - now it's a French series "Spiral" - and it turns up every night and several times with motives interspersed. I liked The Wire better, realistic and in my eyes pretty deep stuff - but Spiral goes more heavily on emotions, I somehow have something against it - won't stop watching it, but something doesn't feel right with the script.

Aanyway - I was a whore-apprentice, held by an evil pimp with a batch of other girls supposed to learn the trade. It could have been worse, that dream, I somehow managed to get around having to actually serve a customer. Certainly not a nice dream, very unusual but also very realistic. I'll spare everybody and myself the details.

But it's interesting to see, what sort of fiction enters into my dreams in which ways - it's not down to exposure time directly, that much I can say...

What I did was direct self-suggestions for a while upon a late natural awakening - "I will ... when I ..." with using a bit of future tense, but varied and on the spot, not in the form of mantras. And I dreamed of what I had expected to dream, it's so practical that this house and garden of my youth show up so often, and that I can relatively easily activate accessibility of that fact, that it's not existing any more.
If I don't incubate - I lately dream of it in the shape of: "Ah! I was only misinformed - somehow the buyers didn't rip down the house, and blablabla" - but I do acknowledge in the dream, that the mere existence of it is something unexpected, something to be explained.
I also get it correctly in some dreams, and I was already fearing, that I might lose it as a dream-sign, but no - it's still good old faithful. Seems it really is a pivot motive for me, with a bit of pre-raising of expectancy - I'm able to decipher it. It was funny - I stood there thinking - if I wouldn't know, that it is still there because of *forgot the confabulation* - then now I had a chance to become lucid.
Mooooment!!?
Yep! Gravity isn't working properly - here we go...


From: Lucid Dares:

Soo - finally lucid again, and thanks to the dares!!

:pillowfight:

I started out with trying to get my lightning storm conjured up, but only made it to a medium-intensity rain and twilight, the bolts just didn't want to show up this time. Maybe because I've tried incubating them too extremely with this picture Box77 posted a while ago:



So then - giving up on the big drama, I thought of Percy's dare and I went on my knees and tried to convince myself of a huge watch on a chain being hidden in the shrubbery. What I found instead was a chocolate bunny in pink-golden wrapping and with a little bell around the neck, it looked like these classical Lindt ones, well here in Germany they are famous. But it was alive and hopped away. So I followed, crawling through wet bushes, but couldn't find it and then - my classical problem - it felt as if I needed to go to the loo soo urgently. And while the last two times I've been just lucidly going for it and good was - this time fear for the bedding took over and I woke myself up.
And like usual - it really wasn't needed - I've been talking with my husband and making coffee and starting the computer etc. before I eventually went. Sorry for these details - but I've been reading about other people with similar problems, and so I thought, I wouldn't hold back on that.

Buut - it's been a really long time - and I'm very, very happy about it!!
Thanks everybody for this lovely thread - esp. Dreamer of course and Maxis, Percy and Xanous for giving me something to be motivated for!



Such a one.

Long lucid, for me - several minutes and with DEILD. I caught a dreamsign and asserted lucidity with an RC. That didn't happen in the comp for some reason - I knew it before RCing then. The sign was again failing to be decently clothed in public. I was thinking like - ha - it can even happen in reality!!
I made the nose-plug more for the fun of it - not expecting to be able to breathe.
Even then I was still a bit unsure, and jumped into the air and hovered. That did it then. Next thing to happen - I feel, I need to use the toilet very urgently. Buut - this time I remember and do what I had planned - namely just lucidly pissing away. Took a while, but then the feeling was gone and I was satisfactorily still lucidly hovering in my dream.
So okay - planned is the lucid dare of Maxis' again - this is what I just posted in the respective thread:

Originally Posted by StephL

Ooh Maxis! I am such a coward! So I was on suicide mission again last night, and this time I managed a huge thunderstorm, it was beautiful - the whole sky full of lightning bolts, and I knew, I only need to draw one mentally and it'll hit me. And I didn't!!

Being afraid it might hurt - damn. Next time, I'm getting there! Been trying to transform as well, what I managed was going on all fours without having the feeling of awkwardness - I also looked a bit smoky whitish translucent, like my avatar, but it wasn't very convincing.
So this dare is a good piece of work for me here!! Huge thank you again Maxis - I love it difficult!
But a great dream - very long lucid for my usual state of affairs, even with DEILD, but I didn't give it a second go at thunderstorm.

Maybe I chose that a bit too close to home - having survived a thunderstorm on a mountain in about 2000 m height, that was a close thing. I was with friends and one of them almost hooked his karabiner into an iron ladder, over which we would have had to get, to then climb down to a hut on the other side of the rock, which had the ladder. He said his hair stood on end, we all felt it a bit later and shortly after that, lightning struck the ladder - with us only meters off.
Total white-out and the noise - you wouldn't believe, literally deafening... We moved faster than ever before, throwing our climbing equipment (metal) from us in concert, taking shelter - it felt like completely on auto-pilot, and as if time had stopped. We waited the worst of it out in the shadow of some big rocks instead of going on to that hut. He saved our lives - we could have all four been in the rope by the time it struck, all dead.

But now I want it - falling into a sword would be easier for me, I'm pretty sure - but now I want this!!



^^was approximately like this - less blue and a bit less bolts as well, not much less, though...

It was interesting with the transformation, I started out to go on all fours, like a human would, awkwardly - but it evened itself out. I imagined a cat walking and my feeling of my own movements adapted to this in such a way, that I felt at home in that mode. But still in a quasi-human shape. I didn't have a mirror of course - next time I'll see, if I can summon one - maybe that makes it easier?
Besides that - I thought of my avatar and got a bit of the texture, see above, almost ghostly.

All the while conjuring a lightning storm, with invocation. This was rather easy - last time, I didn't get no bolts, so practice makes perfect, I guess.

I woke up from that, even moved about a bit and opened my eyes, but falling asleep again, I was instantly lucid. Unfortunately I couldn't remember the basic tasks for the month, so I just went flying about a bit. While doing this, I thought about falling, trying to survive an impact, but I also remembered that this was the one way to die, which wasn't available to me for the dare. Which kind of was a relief - damn - I need to trust the dream-state more - killing myself is just about the perfect thing to work on at the moment, I guess.

If it wasn't for DV and I would maybe learn LDing on my own - I don't think, I would grapple with such things, I wouldn't so much test out my borders, my psychological borders, like this fear - and neither the technical ones.

All hail to the community!!

From the snippets - still quite okay recall - no lucids - but this was nice:

I found an animated book on the evolution of the mumins - soo sweet - and it had sound, the book was explaining what you could see. At the end they became enlightened mumins, which started with shining symbols hovering over their heads and then being assimilated into them. To be honest - I stole this book in the dream, and a friend noticed and told me not to do that - I said I only want to make photocopies, but it wasn't so - I wanted it talking...
How would I love to still know, what it said, or could draw the symbols.




Edit: Reading "Why We Get Sick" by Randolph M. Nesse at the moment.

What a shame, the comp is over now - it was such great fun!! I can only hope, that I'll keep up the journalling further on...


Going for a final effort I wanted to achieve my first WILD per WBTB - nope, again not, I gave up after 25 min., rolled over and got a DILD in the following dream.

LD #1: I become lucid in a car-park - again I can't say, what did it, just like that. Nose-plug - yepp. I want to have a stable dream, before I do something, so I walk about doing as if nothing was, like I had before. Taking care not to interact with anything too closely, hehehe... Okay - next thing planned is my personal task, teleportation to an alien planet with meet and greet with the inhabitants. I do it by spinning very fast and imagining exotic landscape.
When I stop, I am indeed somewhere else and have really fine optics, but it's not exotic at all - I'm on a beautiful endless field of hip-high grass, but looks very much like earth, and nobody around. So I think - okay - this is another planet, because I say so, and proof will be the alien, I will summon. There's nothing, from behind which I could have her come around, so I try this thing with hand behind my back for the first time. But nothing happens, I try for a while and wake up then...

My very first teleportation ever!! Should have just put that as personal task - typical over-ambition biting me in the butt! But I'm very excited about it - there will be a lot of lucid spinning coming up!!

Dream #1: I'm back at the house - it gets on my nerves, in hindsight, but I'm always happy about finding it in the dream. Somebody else lived in the bungalow, and that was what we might get back, even while people have bought it. They made a hole in the front wall for a big door to the garden, behind it they had created a room, which you could use as a winter-garden. Whatever. The grass in the garden was over knee-high, and I wanted to get out the scythe for cutting it, but then came from the neighbouring house a guy on a mowing machine, sitting on it, driving it, and he did the job for me. When he was through, there were tons of dandelion plants, just the green stuff, and I went at them with some digging tool. Then a girl comes around, says hi - wants to play darts with me - well - of course!! But we don't have a board, we have some weird plastic thing, lying on the floor, and throw at that.

Dream #2: Theoretically I am at university, but turns out, I can't understand the stuff, and have to go back to school. I first think, this will be repeating the last class, but turns out they put me in 8th grade, and tried to not tell me about it. Well - yeah - not much worth of describing - it's about maths, what I didn't understand, and I tried to get books for that, and didn't help. I meet a friend from school, who does some boring job at the reception of a hostel, and think, naa - you got to go through with it, not to end up in a job like hers, but it's humiliating to be with the kids in a class. Yeah - last scene - I miss the bus despite running all out...

Dream #3: It has elements from the book I started at the moment 'The Bohr Maker' by Nagata Linda - great science fiction. It's about a nano-technologically modified guy, illegally so, and he tries to be allowed to be left living. He has something, which helps him breathe back his own oxygen continuously by using a sort of collar, which covers up his mouth and nose and ears, too. He's hiding in our flat from the police, and my husband comes up with the idea of feeding him into his computer, and then manifesting him as a cartoon-figure, which jumps off from the screen, looking like Super Mario, and maybe 15 cm of height. He's doing all these sounds and pirouettes and things, like in the video game. For some reason, this is allowed, and he's very happy.

Fragment #1: I said not long ago, I wouldn't dream of posting - since then, I do! Yeah - about the dangers of lucidity - I forgot, what somebody saw as a problem, and who all posted replies to that...

Fragment #2: On my way home, and again, there's another way, which I am sure, I saw before in another dream, but which doesn't exist.

WBTB with alarm and (hence?) no recall - no lucid - but a very vivid dream again, and it took ages. Really ages.


Dream #1: I need a job, like a fast side-job, and got one as helper for a ballet-dancer while they were training and practising for a show. It was a huge production, I wasn't a dancer, but doing her stretching with her, or on her and doing all sorts of stuff for her - carrying her water, basically. It was very interesting - she was incredibly hard on herself at times, one of the choreographers found a bruise on her lower leg, and asked me, if I did that - and I couldn't remember anything - then she asked the dancer, who tried to evade, but in the end it had been me, and she hadn't told me, how it had hurt.
There was a later scene, where I overheard a sick dancer, she said appendix and then something on top of it, pleading with her helper to go on with it, who was of the opinion, that she can't possibly train in her state, she had a hugely swollen abdomen. There were a couple other helpers as well and we were also sitting about and watching, partly. Initially this was to be something for a religious ceremony, but in the end it was a big film-production, where they were the ballet or even more, it was about them, like a musical, maybe? I just missed out on seeing a celebrity make himself known, having sat in the audience of the otherwise almost empty theatre and giving compliments - I wanted to see, who it was, but couldn't leave what I was doing...
But while it was still religious, something disgusting in my view happened - I didn't see where it came from, but somebody put a very little piece of skin into a sort of complicated little shrine with strings around it in a certain pattern and hooks and hoops, and it was supposed to have something to do with circumcision. I suspected it was just some skin, but something came over me, and I opened that up, threw the skin away and tried to get it back together again, which I didn't manage. But I pretended it was a mishap, having opened it, and just got a row on that - but didn't get fired. He found the piece of skin on the floor and put it back in.
One funny scene had another choreographer come in late and saying she had to, because the rest of the catholic drug-addict support would only expect junkies from 2 pm onwards, while in truth they are out early mornings and she had to do her own Christian best instead. Nobody was angry - even while the whole thing was very edgy, very professional.
Not so funny scene had me remember that my mother had stormed off from a conflict and failed to reappear for a meanwhile long time already, and I search and search my telephone in the changing room, planning to ring my half-sister (why her?) - but then decide that I can do exactly nothing now, others are on it at the moment.

Na - that must be enough now.

Fragment #1: Again about this house, and about how there would be a financial crisis in Germany, and everybody having real estate would be well off, everybody selling stupid - man - can I not let loose on this finally - fuuing uncon - get a grip on yourself and move on!!

I'm going to bed now - shamefully neglected to journal my two dreams up to now. Anyway - I made recordings of the hypnosis intro and the recall and lucidity chapters and wake up all separately and guess, I'll go with listening to it for the remaining nights.

I made some sparse comments on tape - this is what is left:

Dream #1: Following the plot-line - sort of - and having characters of 'The Wire', an HBO series - drug dealers in Baltimore and police, politics and press, I'm politics... We're through now, watching it - and besides that somebody going "yo nigger" turned up in my TOTM basic "repeat day", I didn't dream of it, even while watching it at bedtime, half on my husband's pleadings - often kept me off doing LD stuff.

Dream #2: Same sort of thing, in a way - and a rare thing that I dream of posting - but seems from what I dictated that I debated something with somebody on my atheism thread - details? Sorry, not any more...

What a completely crazy night!!
I wonder if I might sometimes really forget these things - or it's an absolute new one: four lucid episodes - I kid you not!!
I did a WBTB relatively early in the night - after hardly four hours.
They were all reasonably long, even if I didn't get something done, not overly much. But I went about stabilizing exercises - and sometimes to good effects!
Recall was excellent again directly upon waking - but I didn't dictate in between and so former normal dreams are lost, which I did have upon middle of night waking.
Oh - edit: And what is really funny - I was pretty tipsy if not drunk upon falling into bed - friend of mine had been coming around for playing darts, and drinking is somewhat traditional, at least I indulged in it despite expecting negative effects on dreaming - nope!


LD #1: I get lucid out of the blue, while looking at an intricately patterned curtain, do a nose-plug and yepp - lucid. Thinking of the last one, I do as if nothing was and walk out of the building. It is a pretty lucid - not of otherworldly shine and beauty - but compared with what I often have - half dark and visual troubles of some sort, something dissolving when I look at it - it's really good. So I decide this is going to be it - walking about and looking for a while. I remembered the comp, but didn't care - what counted for me was keep stuff as is and not endanger it with being ambitious.

It's not a DEILD-chaining, the next one - but I woke up drank a sip of lemonade and rolled back on over and start to dream normally and then

LD #2: Almost directly after starting to dream, I notice it again and do the nose-plug. This time, I think 5 senses - again not comp, really - I just want it fully realistic. So I look about, which again works nicely enough, if nothing special, and I hear things and then I go to a cabinet and smell it - doesn't smell - so I take a bite - tastes like rice-crispies or something, makes crackling noises as well. Then - mistake - I pat myself down and the cabinet, which leads to an absurd attraction - I have to admit it - I get "involved" with said cabinet and wake up in the process - dayam - don't even need people for this sort of mishap...

Then there was a regular dream or anyways more time in between and then:

LD #3: Meanwhile I think - heey - wow - lucid again!! No dreamsign and no RC needed to find out - it's simply obvious within, that it is again a dream. I dutifully do a nose-plug for the point, and this time I want to do something for the comp. But I was too stupid to in the middle of the night or the evening before incubate something, definitively not expecting even more lucids. So I stand there and remember parts of the long lists of dream-control stuff to do - and nothing takes my fancy. Forgot my rest of the 3-stepper completely, and my personal task - so I think I try telekinesis again, because that wasn't easy, but did work. I try it with different things - with a stool first, and it doesn't move - with a cushion - and it also doesn't move. I remember the leaves then, and that I had waved my arms about wildly in front of a heap of them (but from a distance). So I do that again, with the cushion, shout at it, too - and it levitates a bit, ruffling about in itself, but it's not exactly satisfactory - and I wake up.

Similar like the first couple - I don't stay still or fall asleep instantly again - but right in the next dream I get lucid again.

LD #4: This time I had reminded myself of the superflight stuff still being open, do an RC and take to the air from standing, which was satisfying, a bit with imagining gravity reversing for me and with the usual swimming thing as a means to direct the path - but - I lose optics and wake up. I guess it's good to stay on ground for a while for stability's sake...

Dream #1: A story with my ex-boyfriend, and the flat from last night played a role as well - he was totally over-tired after having worked through more than 24 h, and I put him in my bed in the flat from last night, the one originally belonging to my gay friend there. I could write more, but I hope this is enough for now - no - nothing happened in that bed, at least not that I remember, I just put him there to sleep.
Edit: And I mentioned the details because of the in-dream-remembering of a prior dream element, which I find to be a curious phenomenon. Some features even seem to take on a sort of life of their own in dream-land, become a fixture, almost...
Na - the story was more of me convincing him to stop working finally and give over to somebody else and come rest somewhere. Now upon editing much of it is lost, and I'm not even sure, if it's true, that I woke up, when he fell asleep, more or less..? Whatever.

Dream #2: Horrible nightmare - birthday party for me supposedly, with family, and an ex-stepfather of mine is there, plus a supposed new one with my mother, my grandmother, my real father with my two half-siblings and a couple of others. It's a hate-fest, lets say it so - my mother and her (ex-) partners are positively mean to me and each other, my father sits there perplexed and half amused, half taken aback. I get quite angry, try to hold it down and not explode. I know if I do, they will demolish me, expecting it, baiting me.
After a while I jump up from the table and say to my brother and sister - lets go mountain-hiking - which we do. We've been in an open air restaurant directly in the mountains - they are relieved and happy to get away from it, too. So does my father - he leaves as well.
There's a funny scene with a little girl showing us the way, maybe 4 years and in traditional dress, but with shining orange eyes - like an evil sprite - but we know, she wants no bad - she's just too fast for us - jumping like a mountain-goat from stone to stone, so she disappears in front of us. We're hiking, and it has several scenes, but finally we come back down to that party. Still everybody is there, my father is back, and still people are insulting and reproaching each other, but they happily turn their attention back on me again, too much recall for my liking...
I woke up in a huge sweat from that - the last scene was my mother holding my hands tight in hers, and I knew, if I wanted to get away, I'd have to break hers, or mine, or both our bones. I wake up before anything breaks, while still straining and trying to figure out what to do.

I almost never have a proper nightmare with some sort of monster or danger or something - I believe I journalled only around three of such a tendency over my whole time on DV. Oh - and one monster I remember now was a "horror-rabbit" in black with red eyes - not even overly big - but one sinister rodent that was - it needed only look at me to curdle the blood in my veins...
My nightmares tend to be of a social kind, if I have them, which is luckily also rather rare - but that was one!!



Fragment #1: Trying to find my glass with dry red-wine back, there are lots on the table, but all have sweet wine and belong to somebody else - I don't find it, but people get pissed off because of me touching their glasses and leaving prints. Not that I tried their wine - nope - dirtied their glasses...

Fragment #2: My grandmother in hospital, very sick...

I didn't tell about the second hypno-session I did, because I had included recall, and was graced with the worst recall of the comp the following night - but knowing as it usually takes a day or two to seemingly do something - I have to consider it has to do with now having one of the best recalls of the comp. Maybe not many more points - but the dream from which I woke up at last is so clear - I could write 2/3 pages about it, with all sorts of details. So much that I feel like procrastinating on it and hope, I won't for so long as to forget again.

Dream #1: With two women, I know, and we are in preparation for a theatre show, getting into costume and make-up - and there's an obviously gay guy doing the ironing of a dress for me, and leaves the iron on too long and ruins it. He gets told off anyway - but I get a bit hysterical and holler at him - well - then everybody hates me, and I have to fall all over myself to apologize, the others are angry, he not so much. Actually he takes me to the side, and asks if I would like to take part in his pornography project. He gets out a smart-phone and shows me what he has in mind. I did dictate this dream - but I dictated - naa - won't describe this now, not that I don't delete it...
As I thought - I still see it all in my inner eye - two guys, one woman and hopefully red paint. I'll leave the rest up to your dirty imagination.
Ah - but that was it - don't know, how this would have gone on - but it didn't.

Dream #2: I find on the street a very expensive but ugly looking watch and think about if I should just sell it or try to find the owner and maybe get a bit of money for bringing it back. There's a jewellery/watch shop directly on the corner. A friend tells me, I should bring it back, rather, and I do. When we bring it in, it is suddenly something else, something which unfolds and then is a funk receiver or something other secret-service like. They let it disappear instantly and we don't get money for our niceness, are supposed to leave - so the friend of mine steals another three watches. But when we look at them - they neither have special effects, nor do they look valuable. Tough luck...

Dream #3: The old motive of moving into a flat - this time one with four rooms and four people already living there, but nobody seems to mind this, including me. It's set in a certain city, where I used to live for a while, and I can describe the house - something turn of last before last century, one side going out to the right middle of the city, the other side to the river, and there's a garden in front of that side. It's strange - on our level, like a balcony, second story. And in one scene I climb out the window to remove the excess snow there so we can see the river, and get stuck, and somebody has to rescue me from there. Then there is an older woman, maybe in her 50s, a bit on the crazy artist/late onset hippiness side, and she has a dog, which manifests out of a toy, hanging on the wall, and likes me a bit too much, won't leave my side. Also she loves knitted blankets and they are everywhere. There's the young gay guy from the prior dream there as well, with a depressed ex-boyfriend hanging out around him, to his displeasure, and another two woman live there. Most is about getting to know each other, showing each other things, like the toys, one woman creates and sells - nice little plastic figurines, which also form a puzzle for example. I tell them I will plant some datura stramonium on the balcony and they really love the idea! I have lots more little scenes - like me testing the sink, and finding it is not meant as kitchen sink, but some sort of old-style appliance, which nobody knows the original purpose of, and while trying to make coffee, I get to cleaning out the place, and it's not nice - in some sort of sieve I find what looks like rotting worms - I won't go further - but I know, how every cup and thing looked like, smelled etc. The gay guy was later wondering, if I might not be a man after all because he liked me - but nothing much comes of it. I'll stop it here - not patient enough.

Not that I gathered many points - but I gathered lucid time, for my meagre standards quite a lot of time, even.
Did a WBTB, but again a short one, and not like planned...

LD #1: I was standing in the atrium of a house, maybe 3 stories high, looked like an office-building, I don't know how I got there. But looking down the hall - it just simply struck me, that it was a dream. Forgot to RC, but did that later on. What was on my mind first, was that Maxis had lucid dared me to die and survive it like a proper cat should be able to do. But what I did first wasn't trying something fancy, nor going after my 5 senses, since I ended up in the void by interrupting what I was doing before and especially upon lacking input from a sense, I search. So I slowly walked out of the building, as if nothing had happened. And that was a good idea, when I came out, the dream had nicely stabilized.

The idea had been to transform into a cat and then let myself get hit by a lightning strike. Somehow I had the feeling that I'm not up to full transformation, didn't dare try - and since I could also die and survive something as a human - I started weather-witching instead and conjured up rain and storm and darkness - but lightning eluded me. I was a bit afraid then if I'd get anything done and went flying - by jumping from a high cliff into something like a canyon. The plan was my 3-stepper super flight, into which I wanted to switch while in the sky, and maybe catch a deadly lightning strike under way. But - soo stupid - I suddenly had such an urge for the toilet, that it disturbed my air-swimming. Soo - what now, I think in mid-flight, and wanting to get something out of this LD in the last seconds, I grab my right eye, see if I can rip it out for the TOTM. Well I do - but not really - it stays on it's optic nerve, I get it out maybe 20 cm and then it bounces back in. No pain - no spectacular visual effects, either - but it feels slimy. Now reading back - I should have examined it further - what I can say, is that I saw it with my other eye, as a dark ball. Before I could go on and land somewhere and maybe cut it off with something, I felt I had to go so urgently, I woke myself up. And of course - nope - I didn't need a toilet irl - this happened several times before. Need to remember that once and for all - maybe stop moving my dream-body or just letting it go...

Dream #1: It's back - the old house. This time, though, it had been ripped down except for a small part, and all the place around it had been sold and integrated into city-buildings on one side, on the other was some garden left. I was very happy to be there, to know it exists, but later on I found out that even that last bastion had been sold, and there was a party with the new owners moving in suddenly appearing in my and a friend's living there. We were just living there, and they came in all dressed fancily and with champagne glasses, we had to first find out what they wanted, I couldn't believe it nor accept it, but I had to in the end...

Fragment #1: A woman stands at a table and wants to demonstrate something, takes her fingers and does as if it was a touch-screen and she would make the picture bigger. It screeched like hell, but that supposedly belonged to the new technology, where you could use anything as a monitor.

I guess I know exactly where this is coming from - Sivason and the wet oil painting thing, which I mentioned yesterday...

Fragment #2: Washing dishes...

Fragment #3: A kid with a sick guinea pig, and I don't want to check it, because I'm afraid it bites, looking somewhat sinister

Fragment #4: In a coffee shop, looking at the lots of cakes


Again didn't dictate something - hence the fragmentation...
And I try to keep that up - just pretending nothing would have happened upon lucidity, taking it slowly - that was good.

Shame I start only now, when most of it is forgotten. But the lucid was just a mini-moment again - since I RCed - I count it for the comp, but not for my LD-count.

LD #1: Getting lucid at the end of a dream, in a garden, doing a nose-pinch afterwards. Sorry for the unspectacularness of it all...

Going to do a longer WBTB tonight, and really think about how to DEILD.

Dream #1: Also with a garden, but that was not the same dream, it was behind a building I worked in and I went exploring it. I was in search for the cafeteria, and chanced upon it. With some of my beloved ruins to climb through...
The story was about a huge building-complex and me new there to work. But the garden was good!

Fragment #1: At a party with some people I didn't see in ages.

I always seemed to dream more about people from the past - even in that past - like not of my boyfriend, but of before ones, but going on - so not because of me wanting somebody old back or something. Same with friends.
Anyway - I had so much more upon waking - but was frustrated by again just a hunch of an LD - very...

I'm a bit disappointed - did my session and included the recall section - and - am graced with maybe the worst recall of the comp and no lucid..
A WBTB with trying to WILD, only very shortly, though - didn't bring me nowhere either.

Na well - I will cobble together one dream at least and three fragments a bit later on.

No hypnosis - husband persuaded me again to watch two episodes and so on, until I was really too exhausted, very late in bed - 2:30 am to be precise. No WBTB - buut - a short lucid episode with doing nothing whatsoever... Damn.

LD #1: At the very end of dream #2, I gain the insight, that I am dreaming, look around, do a nose-pinch - and wake up, without the trace of a thought about DEILDing back in. This night will be dedicated to the comp, not to what my husband wants in the middle of the night!!

Dream #1: In a deserted former shopping-mall - half in ruins, with some male friends and they chance upon an electrics/electronics shop with loads of to me unidentifiable hard-drive like stuff and plates, these green ones with stuff soldered on and connectors and all sorts of things. Just lying on the floor, huge chaos, the whole place. They are very happy and collect their spoils in bags. We go further, and there's light in one empty compartment, and smoky glass doors opening and closing on their own, which irritates us a bit. In the end - exploring a commercial ruin - no dresses this time. Again I wouldn't remember this now, if I hadn't dictated a little bit about it upon waking for the first time.

Dream #2: Again on my way to this place with lake. But it's different - this time for example I discuss with somebody, how one could build a ship, which can also operate on the ice and take the waterway. And the nature and general optics are not as sweet as last time. I visit a little hut, squatted by a friend of mine - well lets say a former crush of mine and some friendly up to erotic activities ensue, not full out, though. I then go visit my husband and three more guys staying with him together with this ex-crush - and not that this happens irl or often in my dreams - it ends up in the beginnings of an orgy - and I get lucid, see above, but wake up.

Fragment #1: Coming out of a changing room, where I put on work-clothes - at least so I thought, but I find myself without a shirt or anything above waistline in terms of clothes when in the hallway - this could have so easily tipped me off, but didn't. I just swooped back in to try again..

Fragment #2: I see an ex-boyfriend of mine sitting in a room and looking at a broken part of a big kaleidoscope, I had given him for present a long time ago, he seems sad.

I'm very happy I did all the things, I announced in my last entry - and - it worked!! So that's two comp LDs, one the day after and this time directly the night after my hypno-session. Going by what that rather botched "research-experiment" was asking of us a while ago, I might do it every night now for the rest of the comp!
WBTB with a bit of haphazard WILD attempting lead to a DILD - my most successful method, actually. Just I sort of lost the belief it will actually lead me to a WILD one day...

LD #1: Again from being in a forest I had the impression, something wasn't properly real optically, without a dream-sign as such. This is rare. Gets more unusual - with lucidity I didn't only not lose optics or respective quality - nope - everything got brilliant, had a dreamy shine of beauty about it! Sweeet! So I enjoyed this on a clearing - birds swooping about and chirping, really beautiful! Nose pinch for reasons of counting it as RC, I knew it. Then to the three-stepper - hand through tree - no problem - went in, and a bit of smoke or something came out at the entry point - no heat, though, just some weird special effect. I didn't feel anything inside - as if it was hollow - and coming back out produced the feeling of breaking an elastic membrane. But the tree stayed intact - so I suppose that counts.
Next thing - telekinesis. There wasn't much there to do it on - and it wasn't easy, either. First I tried with a stone, but gave up and used a small heap of leafs instead. I wonder - but I guess it counts that I have made them fly up and swirl about in a spiral. Made me proud no end! Next time something heavier! In a way it's gravity/element manipulation as well, isn't it? I'll say it was telekinesis! Then I couldn't remember the last one (advanced flying) but got the right idea at least and went flying around a bit - but clumsily with my air-swimming.
Sounded different in my post in the comp. thread maybe - but I didn't think of fighting and conjuring DV members in the first place...

In a way - air-swimming is exactly the kind of comfy sight-seeing-friendly slow flight method I prefer through beautiful landscapes! Aiming at getting somewhere makes it instantaneous with the other stuff, often. Yupp - and lost lucidity, dreamt on normally.

Furthermore I got two dreams and two fragments - and I pray to a non-existing god to help me in that I will journal them later and not let laziness get the better of me, now I know, I could also leave it be. No I will do it - but it's so fantastic on the forum in the moment - so much to read and answer to and enjoy - could spend all day on here - got to find some time for living at the side!


Edit: worked, obviously, but not well. Next night with better dictates, and also in the morning - again lots of stuff lost due to suboptimal handling...

Dream #1: On my way to the place in Bavaria where I grew up for holidays. I'm driving, and it's winter, very beautiful scenery. And I come across a bridge, of which in the dream I was convinced, that I knew it, had been there before. Like a beacon about how I could get there, because I had lost my way. There was soo much more, and I have a load of beautiful, nostalgic nature pictures from it, but the main strain was really having troubles in getting there. But get there I did, and when I reached the lake and went out, somebody came towards me from over the frozen waters - a man, I had never seen before, and very friendly and inviting. Then the dream ended, I believe, I woke up from that. Most of it was being on the way...

Dream #2: Now this one I did completely forget, dictated at 6:18 am, I sleep in atm - and now listened to at 19:40 pm. I understand only about half of it - lots of scenic noises, like me blowing my nose - and lots of well recorded stuff, from an audio standpoint - but totally mumbled. Need to not try using English, when half asleep - doesn't work...
Seems I have been communicating with a Muslim per writing on the internet. I also read 'God Is Not Great' by the late Christopher Hitchens at the moment, surely inspired this, as well as my atheism thread. Anyways - seems I was on about, that claims about peacefulness and something I called, now cryptically to me, "going forward continuously". I proposed there would be jumps in it, but I have no idea which ones or what I meant in general. Communication went back and forth, though, and for a while - so this is a dream.

Fragment #1: I meet somebody in a forest, who makes sculpture from thin sheets of tree-trunks.

Fragment #2: At a concert, and somebody has trouble with somebody else - a shouting fight