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recall a bit fuzzy because of several DEILDS (i always get problem with continuity and mix up parts...) maybe i need to narrate the dream more while lucid. but with this DEILDS its super relaxed, no worrys to wake up or anything... you just need to remember to do it xD and have some proper goals or awareness will sink with time...

-some sexy time with a woman in a bus
- i am with A and F, A is visiting F, we are in the living room. i go to the toilet and get lucid [dreamsign i try to train... in one of maybe 10 or 15 it triggers lucidity] i phase back through a door and into the room. i remember the TOTM and ask the two if they want to sing me something? maybe something from queen? they start smiling instantly and start put their arm on the shoulder of each other and start singing (i also hear the music?), i smile and am curious if they know the songtext because me in waking life never remember any songtext. in the moment i think about it they just start mumbling and humming like people who dont know the text... we all laugh [sadly i cant remember which queen song it was...] and i wake up/FA and DEILD
-i walk with a girl, i do a Nosepinch to see if i am dreaming, RC fail but i am not in my bed so this must be a dream, we walk and talk i rub my hands and sing an affirmation [it was one with a cool melody but i also forgot :/] we walk around a corner and there is a band playing with drums and singing and all, its very cool, i go there and dance a little between people i recognize one of the singers as a friend i know. the floor is made out of fine gravel. some girls dance bare feet. i am smiling that the "dream" is doing this for me. my goal for this dream is to be nice to DC´s and have a proper talk without expectation, so i go around the corner into a room where a super cute girl is sleeping with a big smile, i try to wake her calmly but she is very drowsy so i put a pillow under her head and dont want to bother her and again wake up and DEILD
-i am on a canoe (later it changes that i am swimming) and i have a basket with me on a leash, i paddle past two girls next to the river and ask them if they wanne join eating. they smile shyly and deny. i feel very good about beeing friendly to everyone without any demand or expectation. i meet ("my"?) girl in the water i am swimming now and tell her food is ready. i climb out of the water on a platform that seems to be a cafe, i look into the basket and its empty, i look away and expect there food to be and look again. i find some cookies i try and deeper in the basket is some chines food in the typical take away boxes. the owner of the cafe comes around and i ask if its a problem that we want to eat here. he changes into a rat, perspective is changing and i see a group of rats disappear in a hole... DEILD??
-i ride a bike with a girl, i phase thru several objects while on the bike, we park our bike and i ask her if she would like to have a talk with me but she seems not to? i stay friendly and tell her its no problem


another lucid in same night:
-i try to phase not thru walls (this got second nature) but i want to phase with the ceiling, but instead of flying... i jump feet first... xD sometimes i manage to get high enough and push myself with arms thru the ceiling sometimes i "fall" down again and a floor deeper... after some time i decide its stupid and phase thru a wall but instead of seeing the next room i feel like stuck in between the wall and everything is white?
after that only semilucid stuff with low awareness i am to lazy to type

Last night bed at 10pm. I adjusted my waking time for supplements accordingly.

2:30am 2x300 Alpha GPC

Here I remembered a DREAM:
I'm moving a huge low wooden table and I think I somehow move it too fast because it kinda levitates and I don't stop it on time. It bumps into a wall. Or at least that's how I explain to myself the loud bump. Someone walks in from another room wondering what the heck I'm doing.

We look out the window. The darkness of the night is illuminated by bright explosions over the silhuetts of distant tall trees. I have a feeling doomsday war just broke out and those are missiles exploding. (watched a tv show about doomsday with intent to have an intense dream about it and promptly I did have a dream that night, and looks like last night as well)

After Alpha GPC I went back to sleep.

3:30am - got up for a WBTB.
4:05am - 2x4mg pure galantamine and going straight on a sofa. I was so sleepy. Btw, I took a bite of bread because I was getting hungry and didn't want that to bother me while WILDing.

Woke up at 6:07 from continuous dreaming.

I fell asleep rather quickly and wa lucid from the getgo.

About 20 min into a lucid, I noticed a brief change in the setting and I thought to myself "whoa, that's about 20 min of some very aware and detailed lucid".

I believe I kept lucid for the whole 2 hrs, from falling asleep till 6am. It was getting less aware towards the end, but I was still making decisions.

Since my style of LDing had changed and I don't have chains of lucids with brief breaks between dreams, I'm having hard time remembering details. Before, during these breaks between dreams when I was just laying there in gray emptiness, I had time to retell to myself any previous lucids and even count them before realizing I'm still there and dreaming, all I have to do is stand up and be in a dream again.

Now it's just one long contunuous dream with changes of scenery. Last 2 times I had only 2 major sceneries. First part of lucid was outdoors and second was indoors. I don't know why or how, but it seems like a theme now.

In last night's lucid, again, half of the dream I was outside. Flying over places. One of them was a scary fast water in a deep channel. Was so turbulent as if it was rushing out of a dam. Someone I was flying with asked me if I want to go in a water and I said no. So we just flew by the wall, turning away from there, looking for a landing spot. All spots were stone steps carved into a stone, making a narrow staircase going upwards into darkness. Each starcase was creepier than the other.

Next I'm flying over a futuristic city. It's very modern, I'm flying slowly taking my time, making a conscious decision to take in as many details as I can so I remember at least some of it, knowing that I will have hard time remembering. I'm looking at each item trying to memorize it.

NOTES:
(I think this is from me practicing awareness last night and also last week before that lucid. I have noticed already last week that part of my lucid was a bit different. It was more aware and detailed. Same thing happened last night.

Also, last week after my lucid, I felt this strange surge of passion for lucid dreams. I do love them, but this was like I newly discovered them again. New possibilities have opened. Not sure what it is, but I still feel it. )

I walk up the stairs coming from underground. Like from a metro. I notice the air smells different. It smells real and the world is real and the houses and weather are real. I think to myself briefly without having time to ponder on what it means. I cant figure out the difference between the 2 worlds. Until I walked out, I felt that where I was till then WAS real.

Something like when you walk out to sunny afternoon from a dark theater after you saw a movie. You are still in the "movie world" being immersed in the story, you forgot about the world outside and stepping outside it's a bit of a shock.

Ok, so second part of the dream was me walking through endless corridors, rooms, halls, such as in a huge department store. Only different. Some of the corridors are curved, rooms are smaller and bigger with all kinds of items. All very busy. All full of other people.

I go with the theme of me finally seeing DCs that had been absent in most of my prior lucids. And I actully talk to them. I ask a group of DCs who will be the president. I hear myself pronounce their full names clearly and I'm pleasantly surprised and proud of myself. I ask them if it's gonna be Trump or Hillary Clinton. They don't really answer, except one guy who says "25". Haha. I move on and later I ask another group, but they don't know either.

TOTM
While still in the outdoors part of a dream, I remember the TOTM - dig a hole and see what's there. Although now I think the TOTM is "stick your head in the ground and see what's there".

Anyway, I start to dig a hole in the dirt when I get some not so good vibes and I decide I don't want to go what's on the other side of it. So I stop.

Oh yeah, last part was not very lucid. I spent it on... you guessed it... sex. Any which way I could. At least 20 min of it. Not complaining.

After the lucid, I went back to sleep still feeling the GM and choline in my head, hoping for another LD. But didn't get any more. Got up at 9:12, not remembering any dreams from that part.

Reading an article about differences between OBEs and LDs, I just remembered that I was getting some gentle vibrations just before I fell asleep.

This is the third dream in which the DC implied to be my dream-world husband appears. Note that in previous dreams, I had not felt repulsed by him. In this dream, and every one involving him since, his age has changed from in his 30s to in his 50s.

I am walking through the gardens of a mental institution with my mother. The day is pleasant and sunny, the flowers are more realistic-looking and less overblown and lurid than they usually are in my dreams. We walk through a tunnel of trees towards the entrance of the institution, talking about my marriage. My mother outright condemns my choice of partner, in particular the age gap between us (I am 20, he is in his late 30s). I, thinking about my marriage, am more concerned about the difficult relationship between my husband and I, than I am about the age difference.

We come to the entrance, there are two cars with chauffeurs waiting outside. The double doors open, and my husband runs out. I am startled by how he has aged, he is now in his early 50s although I am still 20, and haven’t aged. He runs over to me, making a fuss of me, bowing repeatedly and kissing my hand. I am disgusted by his behaviour: embarrassed because he’s making a scene in front of my mother and all the orderlies and I have to stand there and take it to be polite, and anxious because I know he’s only pretending to be respectful towards me and I’m wondering what he’ll do when we’re alone.

My mother is driven away in the first car. The institution staff go back inside, and I watch the doors close as my 50-something husband kisses and bites my neck and whispers threats in my ear. I let him get into the car first (it’s a red car). I take my time about getting into the car with him, watching him watching me through the window. The dream ends shortly after I get in the car.

This is the forum post in which I mentioned this series of dreams: http://www.dreamviews.com/general-lu...m-married.html

This is the second dream in which this recurring DC, who is implied to be my dream-world husband, appeared.

I am living in an apartment block, very modern, futuristic architecture. It’s implied the place was built by aliens, who happen to coexist with humans in my dream world. The apartment block is one I often find to be my ‘home’ in lucid dreams, in a tropical climate, very hot, the plants massive, waxy and exotic-looking.

I can’t quite remember what I did during this dream, except the part just before I awoke.

I’m on the balcony of my apartment. I’m just enjoying watching the people running around the pool below, some all jumping in at once to flood part of the side of the pool. It looks like a pool party, but I ’m content to just watch them rather than join in.

All the apartments seem to be empty, except one a few balconies along from mine. There’s a figure in the window, but whoever it is isn’t coming out. I’m curious as I haven’t actually seen the owner of this apartment before; I’ve met most DCs who inhabit the block.

I go through my apartment and into the corridor; I see the figure from the window come out of his room, then stop to look at me. I approach him and recognise him from my other dream; as he made a profound impact on me when I saw him in the first dream.

He smiles at me and invites me into his room as if he knows me. I find it odd he doesn’t introduce himself or ask for my name. He’s very attractive, so of course I go into his apartment. I keep thinking it’s odd that he talks to me like he’s known me for a while, when I don’t even know his name.

He pulls me to him and we make out. In between kissing when I look up at him, his face keeps changing. My vision blurs, and his features fuzz over, then come back to clarity, and again go blurry. The dream fades out, and I wake up.

This is the forum post in which I mentioned this series of dreams http://www.dreamviews.com/general-lu...m-married.html

This is the dream in which a recurring DC, implied to be my husband, first appeared. He’s been haunting my dreams ever since. There seems to be a chronological order to this series of dreams.

I am attending a wedding in the yard of my old elementary school. The day is overcast and threatening to rain. I am surrounded by excited people clamouring to see the wedding take place, I recognise some of the faces in the crowd as current and former classmates. I can’t see the couple at the front of the yard, or the priest, and I’m not tall enough to peer over the crowd. I notice the sky above, the clouds a mixture of grey and black and churning too fast for real life, like someone pressed the fast forward button. However, everything on the ground is taking place at a normal pace.
I weave my way to the edge of the crowd to try and get a better view. I stand apart from the main body of people, but still my view of the wedding is blocked.

I notice a man in a powder blue suit, it’s the colour that catches my eye. He stands out in the scene, as most people, oddly for a wedding, are wearing black, and the sky and the concrete yard are grey. My POV kind of zooms in on him and I realise I find him very attractive. He doesn’t notice me looking at him, and he eventually gets swallowed into the crowd.
He will go on to appear in my dreams.

This is the forum post I mentioned this series of dreams in http://www.dreamviews.com/general-lu...m-married.html

I was in school. With a few persons I entered the toilet, and when I wanted to exit, the doors were closed. One person had keys, but they have broken when he tried to open the doors. I walked all around and examined the toielt. It was clean, and luckily there was no stench.

There was a window, but it was too high to reach, and there were no ways to open them. I entered one of the cabins and waited. Suddenly I heard some noises, and I went to check what's going on. I saw that the doors were still closed and thought "Why haven't we tried to kick them open?"

I kicked the doors with little to no force, and they opened setting us free. I headed towards the stairway, which was surrounded by student DCs and a DC teacher. They told me "Now! You have to do this!" I stood there confused, but then I realised that they want me to make RC. I did the nose-plug RC, but somehow it haven't made me lucid.

I ran towards the cloakroom, took my stuff from the locker and exited the building. It was cold and rainy. I followed three persons. They have noticed me, but I still followed them. I went away from them on a nearby crossroad, and entered a bus. I bought a ticket and sat down. When I did this, I travelled back in time.

I was an adventurer in XIV century. I was wandering a huge primeval jungle. My mission was to accumulate food, so we could stop crisis in Europe. When trying to take some fruits and wild growing potatoes, I was attacked by strange, colorfull birds. I knew they were a huge threat for my expedition, and fought with them using my sabre.

When they finally flewn away, I called for expedition. People appeared and took plants so they could grow them in Europe.

Laying in bed, I'm partially aware of some outdoor scene at CSU, as well as my body laying in bed. I can see both scenes, and know that the outdoor scene is just a dream. I focus on the outdoor scene where my friend is standing far away across a few benches and trees. As I continue to pay attention to the dream, I am suddenly in the dream fully. It feels a bit unstable, like I could wake up at any moment. I call out to my friend, and he responds just like he does while in the waking world. I walk over to him, but he doesn't have a whole lot of other responses in this dream character. I talk to him a bit, and he doesn't answer at all, he just looks at me blankly for a bit and starts to turn away. I know it's a dream, so I decide that maybe his role is just long distance shout-greetings. I walk about 30 feet away and yell out to him again. He responds as usual. That definitely appears to be the case here. I yell out various versions of 'hey! and hello!' and get a great genuine seeming response each time. Just a little weird how repetitive it is.

Bored with his limited responses, I go into a nearby building, which turns into a clothing store. Not interested much in buying clothing, especially not in a dream, I instead try to find some girls to talk to. There are a lot of girls in this store, but they are all ignoring me and walk away as I walk up to them, even as I say 'hello'. I go up to one of them and step in front of her so she has to see me and tell her that her scarf is pretty awesome because it's the best color blue that exists. She smiles, thanks me and turns away. I still know it's a dream, and decide that this must be some sort of belief I have about people that doesn't seem to be helping with anything. If this is indeed a belief I have on some level, I am now determined to get rid of it.

Suddenly, the dream changes completely, and seems completely real. I forget that I'm dreaming. A girl gets on my shoulders and I give her a piggy back ride. I don't know where, I just walk as we talk to each other. She sounds nice, but I have no idea who she is. Eventually, we reach a large room where lot of people are sitting on the floor. I set her down and we both sit on the floor as a video is played on the wall in front of everyone.

Ritual: Went to bed 1am, woke at 2, too early to do anything, woke again at 5:40 with fresh NLD, so forced myself to get up and do a proper WBTB. Returned to bed at 6:15, did hybrid of SSILD and counting, but kept getting disturbed by environmental factors. Hard to sleep, eventually dozed off without awareness, finally woke at 7:20 and declared it a failed attempt. I could still squeeze in another hour of sleep though so I figured I'd just try FILD as a last resort.

After this things get confusing. My best guess is that I did FILD, then fell asleep and into a NLD, then... I woke up, or thought I did (might have been an FA), and did FILD again (possibly in the dream state). Then I noticed that my arm was lying free on the bed rather than tucked under my pillow as usual, so I thought, "Fine, I'll do the stupid nose pinch RC," and what do you know, I could breathe! So I knew I was dreaming, but I was very perplexed. I had just been doing FILD and hadn't observed any kind of transition or even a momentary lapse of awareness in which the transition could have occurred. How could I have fallen asleep and not realized it? In retrospect, I really do think that this started as an FA that I mistook for a real waking, so I did FILD without realizing that I was already dreaming. Hey, whatever works.

So I sat up, and immediately became more perplexed. I was in a bed, but it was not the one I had gone to sleep in, and the bedroom also bore no resemblance to mine in RL. I got up and started looking around, but then I realized that I recognized the place after all: hadn't I been having a non-lucid dream here, just before I woke up and tried that FILD attempt? (This also argues for the FILD-during-FA hypothesis, and it wouldn't be the first time I've had a "WILD" that was initiated from within an ongoing dream—a DIWILD?)

This is hard to confirm because I always have a hard time putting dream events in their proper sequence, but there were events I remembered taking place in this building that don't seem lucid and don't fit into my memory of the lucid episode, so I think that must be what happened. That is, all the previous events took place downstairs, but the entire lucid sequence took place upstairs in what I took to be the same house.

NLD: Earlier when I was downstairs, there had been some complicated narrative I don't recall, but it resulted in me opening the front door several times to let cats into the house. At one point there was a really big one, an orange tabby, both large-bodied and very plump. When I saw him sitting on the doorstep I thought he was the biggest cat I'd ever seen, and I invited him in and closed the door. But there had been two or three other orange tabbies of normal size sitting with him, so I relented and opened the door again to let them in too. "Okay, fine, we'll just let them all in." I knew we didn't have room for them all, but figured it wouldn't be fair to turn them away after I'd already let in others. We could sort it out later.

After this I stood in the entry and watched the extra-big cat ambling away down the hall. Now it was even larger than it had seemed at first, with a lean, bony frame that was not at all cat-like. In fact, I thought I recognized what it was, and said to someone standing nearby, "That cat looks an awful lot like a moose. You know, I think it might actually be just a moose with no horns." Only it was still orange, which seemed a very odd color for a moose.

DIWILD: So apparently this all happened earlier, before the FILD attempt, and afterwards I was convinced I was still in the same house. In the wall facing the end of the bed was a doorway to another room, and when I went inside, I encountered someone that I immediately recognized as the moose-cat from earlier, although now he was a human-looking man with orange hair. I was still curious, so I asked him, "Are you a cat or a moose?"

"I have three types of glands," he answered, and I had the impression he was suggesting that he was both, and something more besides, a protean type of creature.

The two of us sat down on the couch, and for a moment my dream libido took over, and I started making out with him. But as things got more intense I recognized that this was a distraction and would accomplish nothing useful. Didn't I have tasks to do? I remembered that last night I had been on DV looking over the monthly tasks for August, and there had been one that I particularly wanted to try out. This seemed like the perfect opportunity. So I disentangled myself from moose-cat-man's embrace and said firmly, "Tell me a word in a foreign language."

It was hard to make out what he said at first. It sounded like "Arab mormon."

"What?" I wasn't sure if I had heard him correctly.

This time he distinctly just said, "Mormon."

It didn't sound like a word in a foreign language, but whatever. Run with it. "Alright, now tell me what it means."

"A married man."

I wasn't very satisfied with this result and wanted to try again. Another DC was in this room, sitting on another small couch further along the same wall, so I went and sat down next to him. This time I made sure my instructions were more explicit from the start: "I want you to tell me a word in a foreign language, and then tell me what it means."

"Sprenn," he said promptly.

"Spread?" I repeated what I had thought I heard at first.

"Sprenn," he clarified, and helpfully spelled it for me. "S-P-R-E-N-N."

"Okay, what does it mean?"

At this he smiled coyly, as if embarrassed. "I'll... tell you later."

I had the impression it must be a word for something naughty, but I needed to find out. "Please?" I wheedled. He shook his head.

I decided to be more forceful. "Come on, you have to tell me!" I tried to think of how to back this up, and added, "It's my homework assignment."

He tried to explain in a roundabout way: "It has to do with the city of Myrkbalik, and the laws of Garibaldi."

The two names he mentioned sounded complicated, so I wanted to make sure I had heard them correctly. "What was the name of the city? Mrkbalik?" He nodded. "And the second name? Garibaldi? Garifaldo?" This reminded me of a name I had heard in waking life, so I tried to remember, then joked with him, "The laws of Janeane Garofolo?"

He laughed, though it wasn't clear whether or not he recognized the pop culture reference, and repeated the name for me. It still sounded closer to "Garibaldi" than anything, though I had so much to remember at this point that I didn't dare ask him to try to spell it. Already in the back of my mind I was cycling through data points "mormon... married man... sprenn... mrkbalik..." trying to make sure I would be able to preserve them through waking.

Mrkbalik... that's how it sounded, and I didn't ask him to confirm the spelling of that one either. But he had said it was a city name, and to my ears it sounded Russian or Eastern European. I had a sudden insight about this DC, and asked him, "You majored in Slavic studies, didn't you?" He confirmed this.

I felt as though this conversation was winding down, so I got up and crossed the room. Against the opposite wall was a sort of shelving unit, framing square cubbyholes about the size you might put a pair of shoes in, six cubbies high and six wide. It was resting on some elevated base so that the fourth row of cubbies up was equal with my eye level. I looked in this row and saw that a couple of the cubbies were inhabited by small kittens. Could the kittens talk, I wonder? If so, I might even try the task again. But as I was wondering this, the little grey tabby kitten in the cubby I was peering into addressed me first. It had a tiny creaky high-pitched voice, like you might expect of a kitten, and said something about how its eyes were damaged or hurting. I was troubled to hear this and wondered how I might help. Since this was a dream, I figured the most effective way to help the kitten would be to correct its expectations. I smiled and said encouragingly, "No, your eyes are perfectly fine!" We had a few more exchanges like this, where the kitten would say something upsetting and I tried to reassure it. I don't remember anything afterwards so around this time I guess I woke up, although I don't have a distinct sense of the moment when it happened.

I went to bed at 2ish, and then WBTB at like 7.

I am at some party with my friends. I'm really uncomfortable, since I'm kind of a wallflower. Someone brings out the beer and drugs. I really shouldn't be here. What if my parents find out? I leave with my friends M and B. We walk out, but M says that we should steal a car. I immediately protest, but somehow, we find a bus, we break into it, and with B in the driver's seat, we drive off. I'm kind of freaking out, but I go along with it anyway.

We pull up next to a party bus at a red light. We exchange glances, and somehow mutually decide to drag race. The light turns green, and B floors it. We're losing the race, but then a cop pulls out and pulls over the other bus. That was close. We speed off, but then another cop comes to pull us over. I try to play it cool, hoping they don't know the bus is stolen. B gets out of the car to talk to the cops. Without saying a word, M jumps into the driver's seat and floors it.

"M, what the heck are you doing? You're going to get us killed!"
"I don't know man."
"Dude, I can't go to jail, pull over!

The bus continues to gain speed. I better turn myself in, maybe they'll be merciful. I open the side door and look out. From the side, it doesn't look like we're going very fast. I look behind us to see a single red car with police lights on top. I motion for them to move out of the way, but they don't. I just decide to make a move. I kind of step down from the car onto the pavement. I stay on my feet, which is good, but then the red cop car is heading straight for me. In some kind of slow-motion sequence, I determine which way is the best to jump, and barely dive out of the way before the car hits me. I roll into the grass on the side of the road.

I stand up, take a minute to collect myself, and walk over to where the cops and B are. One cop that looks like Carl Winslow from Family Matters sees me.

"Did you just jump out of a bus going 35 mph?"
"No, I think it was more like 15."

I kind of rest with my hands on my knees for a while, trying to catch my breath and soak in what just happened. The scene kind of shifts, and I'm under this patio at some kind of park. I see a clock that says it's 2:09 am. I see the cops taking M away in handcuffs. A female cop walks over to me. She says she'll let me go if I can tell her what time it is and what all happened that night. I tell her it's about 2:15 in the morning, and then try to remember what happened. I try to think back, but I have two overlapping memories - one of the car chase, and one of me going to bed.Wait a minute, I went to bed a while ago. I must be dreaming. I turn back to the cop.

"Do you want me to tell you what actually happened, or what happened in this dream?"
"Excuse me?"
"That's right, this is a dream. None of this is real."
She shines a light in my face. "Sir, have you been drinking this evening?"
"No, really, I'll prove it to you!"

I try to float up above her, but I can't get off the ground."Wait, hold on, I got this." She begins to look a little perturbed, and I see her reach for her handcuffs. Maybe this isn't a dream after all. But I can't go to jail. I gotta come up with something fast. I plug my nose and breathe loudly through it. It really isn't all that impressive, but she seems to be amazed. "You think that's cool, check this out." I squat down, and jump with all my might. I leap above the buildings about 50 feet in the air. I then slowly float down in front of her. She has a puzzled look on her face, like she is questioning everything that's happening. I'll show her one more thing. I pick up this heavy table next to me and try to balance it on my finger. I hold it for a while, but then it falls. "Meh, that one's still a work in progress."

We walk around to the side of the building. "I can still answer your question if you want."
"No, I don't think that's necessary anymore. I think I just need some time to think stuff out."
I turn around to see a large group of my friends. I hear some rock song playing, kind of like a song at the end of a movie right before the credits. Well, let's put on a show. I take off with a running start and fly off. I fly over to a nearby billboard, do kind of a wall run on it, and keep flying. I get a ways off the ground, and I decide to just float off, like a balloon released in the wind. I rise up to the clouds. To make sure the dream doesn't destabilize, I rub my hands together. Unfortunately, doing that makes the dream instantly destabilize, and I wake up.

Had a dream, told myself and others around me that i was dreaming, didn't become lucid (not 100% sure on that, maybe became mildly lucid). The dream was at the back of my house, tried to write "you are dreaming" on the wall with a chisel (Didn't get to fully write it down, took alot of effort, like it would in real life and i must have got bored), that's all i remember. I'm not totally sure how it happened, could have been a DC that convinced me that it was reality. To be honest i recreated the back of my house in my mind too well it seems, too realistic. Then again when i was telling DCs about how it was a dream i maybe became mildly lucid.

Note: I may have said "I am dreaming" instead of "Am i dreaming?" before falling asleep, therefore forgetting to question my reality in the dream .

Today i had a vague lucid dream. I became lucid, don't really remember how, didn't reality check which is odd, i think maybe a DC told me i was dreaming or i was like "This doesn't look right" from my conscious. Looked at my hands alot even checked to see if i could breathe with my nose being held (I could breathe, or what felt as breathing). I did this to stay in the dream, asked DC things like "What should i do next?", They felt surprisingly nice and talked now and again (I think). I was stuck on what things to do, i was afraid if i did something wrong i'd wake up. I believe i might have had s*x again in this one with one of the DC's (Seems to happen all the time now). Even the feeling of having such control seems to be enough for me.

DILD 8-25-12
I became lucid Randomly at some point. I was in a store, people were All around. I had in my mind the objective to write a waking life journal for TOTM for some reason. I wrote some stuff down on something I can't remember. I wrote down how I performed ADA like 7 times the day defore. Next thing I remember I was outside of store next to a creek, I was feeling the pavement hard rough surface with my hand and flowing across the pavement was a thin layer of cool water which I felt too. Some time went by in the dream ( such a long dream I can't remember much ) I was in a field next thing I recall feeling the grass with my hand, trying to lift off to fly. I flew to another field abs I spotted a vehicle in mud, I easily lifted it out (telekenisis) so the car could keep driving. Looked up and noticed a tornado. Some more things happened as well but can't recall nearly anything.

January 27, 2012

Synopsis: Lightly lucid, I help the dream characters learn to fly. Later, I witness birth life and death in a single horrifying moment.

Lucidity and Total Life in a Moment
I was at school, in a large open format classroom. There isnt a class in session but there's lots of students hanging around. After what felt like a long time, I get the idea that I can fly. I look down at my feet and imagine myself getting lighter, light enough to float. It takes a moment but gravity gives way and I'm airborne!

Excited I start to dance in the air and fly over the classmates. Some of the students started to fly to. "Its a dream! You can fly!"

My friend was having trouble, she told me "Its been so long since I've flown in a dream I dont remember how. I feel stuck to the floor"

So I stand next to her and show her slowly, one foot at a time off the ground. After everyone gets their taste of flight inside school, the professor walks in and starts a different class. So we head to the backroom to continue our lucid exploration.

"Lets try walking on water"

The back room was dark, dank, dirty, old and it had a huge sink. So we filled a bucket with water. "Okay, you first". The water was oily and slimy.

"Hell no" I said "I dont care if its a dream, im not touching that dirty water". So we dump it and try to clean the bucket real quick. But nothing we did worked. The water was still dirty and greasy.

"Lets try walking on water another time, at this rate I'll wake up"

I also remember talking to the other students while in that room and I remember saying "We spoke about dreams for hours" which I don't remember "And after flying, all in all it feels like ive been dreaming for five hours"

We left the back room, I felt I could wake up any time now. I went back into the main classroom which was now empty except for a small group of students.

The next moment was so vivid and horrifying, I forgot half of the dream.

A group of students sat around a creature, moaning in agony. His mother was in tears. They held his hand, caressed his head and remained in sympathetic silence.

He had white fur and blue eyes. He bellowed in pain as he swelled up and mutated and grew some more. I realized he was born just an instant ago.

"Whats going on? Rapid development?"

His mother continued to cry as he continued to grow, mutate and age. He cries out "why, why". His eyes were deep. There was anger, as life was stolen from him in an instant and he begins to die, fear as he dies, and gratitude that he lived at all.

As one creature died another was rapidly born from the mutated mass. But I didn't want to witness what I just witnessed again. I altered the dream and now these rapid development creatures were just mutants, but their life cycles were stabilized. Still they looked in the mirror and asked why.

I woke up soon after, but that single moment of birth life and death stayed with me the whole day.

10/3/11

DILD

Notes: I had many dreams where I briefly became lucid or had semi lucids. This is the only substantial piece that I can recall.

I was walking down the street with a bunch of people I don't know. I became lucid and walked up to a tall DC wearing sweat pants.

I asked him, "Do you have anything for me?"

"No"

"What about a gun?"

I didn't get a response, but I looked toward his pockets and saw something bulging out (no homo).

"Can I reach in and grab it?"

"Yes"

I pulled out a bullet in some very large casing. It looked like a bullet in a metal tube. I was able to pull the bullet through the other end of the tube and it was held in by a rubber band. I created some tension, let go, and launched the little metal bullet into the air.

I walk up to some guy who, for some reason, I think is Mancon. I ask him if he has any advice to help me lucid dream. He responds with a "no" and opens up a binder he is carrying. It is full of blank pages and he starts looking at them. Man, these DCs are no help. I lose the dream soon after

Before Dream Notes
Bed Time: 3AM
Induction Technique: Believe it or not, a nose pinch RC AND WBTB at 11AM Did a RC with my eyes closed and apparently I was dreaming because I felt the cool air go straight to my nostrils, the best breathe of air I have taken in a long time (Allergies ;p)
Trigger: Seeing through my eyelids

The dream starts off by me waking up in my Grandma's house, it was early in the morning and the only people who were up were my Grandma and my parents. I noticed the difference between a lucid dream and a normal dream at this point, I could actually focus on something and see the details, colors, and vividness. I didn't do anything major in this LD I just walked around the house observing what I could actually see and how long I could make it last. I went to the front door and tried to leave the house but the moment I did my Grandma's crabby old boy friend pulled up in a red mustang. I decided I didn't want to go that way.... I went down the hall and then directly left into the first bedroom. I rubbed my hands together and began, the first thing I wanted to do was to summon someone. I remember reading threads about summoning techniques, and I thought putting a blanket over something and then imagining something under it then pulling it away would work. I summoned at least three different people, the first was my friend Nicole second was my friend Nate. Nicole didn't talk when I summoned her she was a failed summon (Sorry Nicole) but when I threw the blanket off the bed and onto the ground and tried to imagine Nate being there it worked! I pulled the blanket off and Nate was under it, he actually talked to me. He was like what the hell put that back on me I'm trying to sleep here. He wasn't very exciting so I erased him with a dream spin, I felt like I had to clean up the room before I left it so that's why I did it, didn't wanna leave a buncha Dream characters sitting around ;p The first time I DS it didn't work except for moving some blankets around, but the second time I did it, it completely cleaned every part of the room (But didn't change the dream scene). I walked out of the room and noticed all of the vivid reds, golds, and green colors all around me.
I finally did one more Dream Spin and ended up on Division street in Spokane. I rubbed my hands together to make sure the dream wouldn't dissipate and did one more RC, I then got into a dark Gray Jeep that was on the side of the road (There were no other cars on or off the road) started it and went, I already had seen the park I'm talking about in a second but anyway I went towards there. There was a curb to go over so I decided if I sped up I could fly over it, I imagined myself flying 2 feet above it and over it but it was a failed attempt, I just barely got over the curb and then parked on a trail to the park. It was just getting dark out, I traveled along the path until I saw a park then I walked over some red colored bark on a trail to get there. All of the sudden I hear people screaming, two little kids run by me because someone was chasing them. It doesn't phase me I keep walking into the park when one of the 'chasers' runs past me to catch up to the other two. I finally walk up to the park (It's like a park in Renton, near where I used to live huge field with very green grass. The playground has a whole jungle gym on it, slides, swings, and everything. There is also reddish bark filling the playground area not rocks like in most places), there is a skinny depressed looking girl standing under a huge oak tree. She has jet-black hair and green eyes, I ask her ,"What's the matter why did you scare those kids like that?" She said ,"I don't know I hate doing it *She begins to cry*, I just hate making people feel that way I destroyed all of those kids belongings and then had my brother chase them off." I gave advice ,"Maybe you should go to a store each day and buy one thing for a random person instead of hurting people by ruining their stuff." Then she got all happy and thanked me, she also said she is definitely going to do this.

That was the end of my first lucid dream, I think it was a very good start. I got an idea on how they work now, and what I need to improve on. This was not expected to happen in the morning, it was supposed to happen at night so I didn't really have a plan on what to do in a lucid.