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About eight/eleven month ago - Low Lucid level -

Laying on a carpark floor, the ground was slighlty moist but not cold, wearing a thin cream coloured, yellowing night gown which was also damp and sticking to my skin. I wasn't cold. I roll my head over to my left and see a building made of light bricks with a white door. The door had a knob handle (also white) and a small slot window on the top half a bit to high for eye level. Next to the door was a off White sign with light grey lettering.

NO
PARKING

I chuckled reading it, aware that the first thing I ever read (to my knowledge) in a dream was something like that. Nodded off into another non-lucid dream.

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Date of Dream: SAT 10 JUN - 2017



Dream No. 130 - Separated Sections

Dream 130 A - The TAFE Bully
I was in TAFE but weirdly, I found out that BrB from primary school was also in this class. When I was in the main foyer of Building W, >> Sensitivity warning, for men especially, read at your own risk: it was then that I noticed I was on my period. Then there came BrB, he picked up some sanitary pads off the floor that were all bloodied, rolled them up... And threw them at me!! << Now earlier on, I remember that BrB had asked to sit next to NN in the class, so the arrangement was JC, me, BrB, NN. But then I entered the classroom and saw that no one was sitting next to NN, BrB wasn't even in the room. I had the idea summed up in my head that NN didn't allow him to sit there... NN already that there was something suspicious up with BrB.

I then went to look through the window of the classroom and saw BrB in another room. He was sticking his head out the window and calling names at me. Apparently BrB was now in our classroom again and our teacher KHa mentioned that there was a test at 11:05. All of sudden, BrB's phone is heard ringing and so we call keep quiet to let him take the call. On the other side of the line was an authority member of the TAFE. She was asking BrB questions about the “First Aid” course he was doing but she said that they were kicking him out due to his bad behaviour. When the call was ended, I just knew that NN was the one behind everything. That's all I can remember about this dream.

Dream 130 B - Holidaying In Miami
I don't remember where I was exactly but I do remember the exact outfit I was wearing. It was a long blue cardigan with a yellow singlet and really short shorts. The place I was in had a mixture of shops and restaurants but didn't look like any shopping complex in the real world. After a while, the place started to get really crowded, which overwhelmed me, so much so that people were even talking at me but they weren't talking to me... It was like they were talking over me to try and talk to someone else on the other side of me. So I decided I had to leave but I did take two people out of there with me, one was a stranger African man that I don't know and the lady might have been his wife.

My mum was waiting outside the building and I had explain to her who these two people were with me, despite the fact that she looked angry and suspicious about these people. I kept reiterating to her that they were my friends. It took me a few attempts to get her to settle down but she eventually did. I was then walking around the town by myself for a while, that looked nothing like the places in America but was supposedly called Miami anyway. I then recalled that Logan and Chilly from SML were next door in the town of Pensacola. I came up a lake with a strange red sign that said “Pensa” in white writing... I knew this was short for Pensacola. This didn't insinuate that Logan and Chilly were living at the bottom of a lake, did it? I don't remember anything else in regards to this dream.

lucid: in what felt like a costco-ish parking lot, very bright outside. as me and my partner walked toward the building, away from our car, i looked up at what i knew to be a street sweeping sign (though this wasn't a residential area so it doesn't make sense after being awake) and it read:

Tues-Thurs
Tues

made no sense but it looked right!

OK so this is a dream from last night!!!

I have noticed that since i have joined this website and have been actively thinking more and more about my dreams, i have already had 2/3 more lucid dreams wherea's before that, the last one i had was well over 2 years ago.
Now in my last Lucid dream i can recall that i was ok in the knowing of becoming lucid....but as soon as i tried to control my dreram lucidly, i would awaken!?!!

So last night i found myself waking up Lucid in my dream, and after a little practice i started to be Able to controll not only what i was doing but also my surroundings as well. Now it worked in quite a strange way, you see as i remember i did manage to find a "DreamSign" which was looking at my own reflection. I found that every time i looked at my reflection (In literally any reflective surface) i was able to re-affirm the dream and in doing this it made the dream more stable. If the lucidity started to weaken and the dream started to fade i would have to keep strenghening it by looking at my own reflection again. The reflection i was seeing was me entirely, i looked very normal as in waking life but for some reason this was my way of knowing i was in a dream which at the moment i'm still not entirely sure as of why!! (This is something i will check the next time and see if my "DreamSign" changes at all.)


I can't really remember to much of the details of the dream as my voice recorder has broken and it is now 13:11 the next day, but i do remember being able to physically change my surroundings around me, and the people around me...for instance if i willed someone into my dream, there they were!!
I remember towards the beggining of the dream when i was still trying to teach myself how to stabilise it, the dream itself was very grainy but the more i kept on the clearer and clearer it became to the point where i might almost say that it was clearer and sharper than real life itself.

(I woke up easily 6/7 times during the night and found that by not moving after awakening i was able to go straight back into the same dream, lucidly each and every time.) That was something i remember reading helps in one of the lucid dreaming forums!

I had a dream that I was in our school gym hanging out and talking with my friends on the bleachers. It must've been the "FACT" class we have on tuesday and friday. There weren't that many people besides us on the bleachers, and there were just a few people out in the gym playing basketball/volleyball/etc. Also, the gym was bigger and the bleacher seats were wider apart, and might've even been different colors. I just remember joking around with my friends and thats about it.

I then also remember a dream where I was at one of my friend's house, outside, with another friend. We were trying to hide from my friend whose house we were at, for some reason. We ran around his yard to the front, then we tried to make it to this lot full of woods and hide in there, but as we passed his house from the front he was in his red ford ranger and spotted us, and gave chase, jokingly of course. We were going and somehow, through dream magic he ended up on the other side and on the other side of the street, which is a church with a big sign, and he runs into the sign and destroys it. He gets out and he's like "oooh crap..."

The dream skips and I remember a whooole segment of people building a new sign and rennovating the church someone saying "I'm glad they're replacing that old, crappy sign". I also remember going in the church and, not only was it in a completely different area, it was a whole different (and smaller) church, and the lawn was overgrown, it was also dark, like the sky was just black. The new sign was made of like stone and had vines on it.

Ok this WILD was really "forced". I had started with MILD but it was failing. I just don't think it works well with Galantamine. I had several failed WILDs that began with FA's. Finally after a couple of hours of failing a waking I really had to try hard.

I tried visualizing a repetitive hand motion but it just wasn't working. I tried passively observing HI but it became weak and almost non existent. So I resorted to just focusing on my cheek bones and chest. For some reason this feels natural and works.

Gibberish WILD - TOTMs 5:43AM


This time my SubC was a little tricksy. I thought I might have felt a very brief vibration but wasn't sure. I tried forcing it and focused on the back of my neck. Nothing. I tried rolling my eyes to strengthen it. Nothing. So, I waited a bit focusing on my cheek bones. In a few seconds it felt like my head was thumping up and down on the pillow. Ah, now we are getting somewhere. I felt something like a shift. It was subtle. I tested it by moving my left shoulder back a little (I was lying on my right side). It felt sluggish and exaggerated. I open my dream eyes but I am still unsure. I do a nose plug RC and blow through. It's always a surprise when that happens.

I transition out of bed with a little difficulty but manage fine. I can see the bedroom door. It doesn't look right. Its always really dark in my room so I hurry out. I pause. We have a couple of bookcases immediately to the left full of books in waking life. This is where I placed the note for TOTM. I look for the spot but don't see it right away. The room is dark but there is somehow a nightlight behind the bookcases shining through. I notice several books are missing but that doesn't matter now. I look and find the folded sheet of computer paper. My wife had written something without me knowing what it was before hand. I wanted to add a little spin to it. I pick up the paper and examine. It looks exactly the same. I open it.

I find that I have to tilt the paper toward the light to read it. To my surprise it was just a bunch of gibberish. I really focu on it and try to make sense of it but it's just a string of letters and numbers on two lines. I thought to memorize it. I committed the first bit to memory but thought whats the point? It read something like this:

S312F65FT689SDH
FT3489FG8923VF8

That's my the password to my account! Wait no. It's not. I'm ok.

I just look at the paper incredulously. For some reason I whisper, "What the crap?.... Ah shit." I think to try and force it to make sense but really I was satisfied enough to have done the TOTM. I toss the paper aside and move on. I walk into the living room but everything is going dark now. I start rubbing my hands and thinking of a new location. I rub my hands for quite a while just walking around in the void trying to make something appear. I can't decide where to go. I lose focus and wake up.

I stay still and DEILD. I feel like I have to force it the way I did the WILD. Really it's just that I have no vibrations and I have become dependent as making it my signpost for "GO" time. I stay patient and calm. This time I feel a definite but subtle shift. It almost feels like a brief dizziness. I take a risk and do a nose plug RC. I blow through and transition out of bed.

I walk back into the living room but feel the dream ending and going dark again. This time I resort to making out with the hardwood floor and rug. I mean really making out. (You gotta do what you gotta do) The feeling of the floor on my tongue is exactly what I would expect. While I feel the rug in my left hand, I even put a leg up and slide up and down on the floor. It was not sexual per-say just really about getting as much tactile sensation as possible.

Anyway, after I feel stable I notice the room is brightly lit and vivid. I look up and see our old boxy awkward looking TV where our newer flat screen should be. I smile and think this would be something to break. I sit up and punch the screen but it's solid and hurts my hand a little. I try again with the same effect. This time I think to aim beyond the screen and really follow through. My hand just phases into it. I give up and look around for something else to break. I see an empty beer bottle on top of the TV. Perfect! Thanks SubC! I step back and throw the bottle hard into the TV screen. The bottle shatters into a million pieces and makes a really nice and clean glass-breaking sound. Satisfied I walk out the front door.

But I pause. I think, "I wonder what this dream is about. I wonder if I am in my house for a reason." Standing halfway out the door, I turn and look at the room. I was surprised to see that the room was completely furnished and surprisingly close to real life. Usually my LDs have very little furniture. The only odd thing that I see is an extra doorway where there should be window. It is completely dark in there and I think I better not go that way. Besides I have another mission in mind. (I kind have wished that I checked it out, now that I think about it)

I slowly step outside. The front porch and yard is vivid and realistic. I feel self conscious because I feel like I am in just my underwear. I touch and feel myself and see that I am right. I tell myself it doesn't matter in a dream. I want to find the TARDIS and see where it takes me. I look around as I walk down my sidewalk. Something catches my eye to the right. I see a ground level sign about 8 ft. wide and 4 ft. tall mounted on a brick foundation. The sign is light up from inside. It is white with blue lettering. I think its some church sign. I walk up to it and look closer. It reads:

FAMILY
FA MILY

I find the sign to be annoying so push my shoulder into until it tips over and crashes on its back. I hear an electronic short circuit and the light goes out. Ha! I broke two things.

I look around and see a cop car across the street at some gas station. I worry that the cop saw me and will come arrest me for vandalism. I run back to my yard and feel somewhat safe. I think to run to the back yard and hide but I figure I'm better off not looking too guilty. Then I just forget about the cop and remind myself that this is a dream.

I look up at the sky and see two moons. One is a normal full moon and the other is a reddish orange full moon. Both are a little blurred. I note this as strange but normal for my dreams.



OK focus. I want to find the TARDIS. I look around expecting to find it. I imagine the unique sound it makes when it's teleporting. I stand there looking and waiting. The dream is fading. I realize that I was idle for too long. The dream always fades when I do that. I remember the success of making out with the sidewalk I had last week so I run and jump and do a belly flop on the sidewalk in the exact same spot. I start licking the concrete and feeling the grass. But I eventually wake up.

Last night was the beginning of my dream recollection experiences. My first one I remember vaguely but within that dream I remember my mom taking Vicodin, this could be a dream sign for me in some sort of way but we'll have to wait and see. This is my first dream journal.. but my mom is a past addict to many meds which really scarred me for life, this could have something to do with a Dream sign.

I am going up a hill in my old neighborhood. I'm on the sidewalk by a row of houses and the street. It is currently early evening. The sky is a beautiful shade of crimson. The summer heat really feels good. Then, I see a white minivan drive by. I see Lauren M.(DS) in the back seat. Then, the car loses control and crashes into a white house. Holy shit! I run over to see Lauren(DS) and her parents get out without any injuries. Phew! That's relieving. Her Dad comes over and asks me to help fix the car. I agree. More time with Lauren(DS ) is fine with me. I help fix the car until I awake.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was on a subway with my friend H. We were riding above ground. It was night.

At some point we had had to switch trains. I missed the train, while H got on. I had to wait for a while to get another train.

I was then on the second train. We were high up above the ground, on some elevated platform that seemed to be a conjunction of a few different tracks, somewhere between stations. The tracks seemed to be on a floor of light beige or white plastic slats.

I got a call from H. She was at some cafe or restaurant. It may have been our original intention to eat there. But I might now have been much too delayed to meet her there. So she might have decided to eat there herself.

Dream #2

It was daytime. I had just come into a house. Outside, snow may have been covering the groud, although it was a sunny day.

I was in a huge room, which was like a mix between a living room and a study. There was a huge, wall-sized bookshelf along the left wall. There were nice chairs and couches everywhere.

I may have put something like a jacket down on the back of one of the chairs. I walked toward the back of the room, to a doorway on the left wall.

I apparently had to get to school. I had arrived home after doing something. Now I barely had time to take a shower and get dressed. Apparently the door I was walking toward was the door to a bedroom and bathroom.

But I stopped and stood right at the threshold of the door. I looked down, possibly to some book or piece of paper I was holding. I think it was a white piece of paper with sharp, scrawled writing on it in heavy, black lettering.

I felt like I didn't really need to go to school after all. I thought I would just take it easy at home. After I thought this I felt kind of guilty.

Not long after this another person may have come into the house. The person may have asked me when I was going to school. I was probably thinking of some way to skirt the question, not have to explicitly say I wasn't going to school.

Dream #3

I was in some dark room. I may have seen an old man or old woman walk past me. I follwed the person and found myself in a small theatre.

The theatre was all black. The seating area was three or four rows of moveable chairs set up on some tiered, wooden structure that had been painted black. There were two long aisles of chairs. I sat down in the front row, in the very far right.

The play was already running. The stage was just the floor, which was black, and black walls, with perhaps a black velvet curtain against the back wall. The only set piece was some kind of long sign, like a display of text for a museum, set up to run from about waist to head level on square, thin, black metal poles. Everything was lit with gentle incandescent lights.

An older woman stood in front of the sign. She had red hair and wore a long, slim, but flowing dress made out of some kind of crepe fabric. She looked a little like an older version of the mom in the 1970s version of Freaky Friday.

The woman may have given a speech and then left. Then the old man came in. He was healthy-looking, but very fat, with tough, tan skin, a bald head with grey-white hair on the sides and some rough, long sideburns. He wore a white toga that left his left shoulder bare.

Somehow I had gotten the idea that the man had killed the woman, possibly by stabbing her, but also by using some weird kind of remote technological device.

After the revelation that the man had killed the woman, there was an intermission. During the intermission I walked up to the sign-like set piece on the stage. I watched it really closely. It was like the sign was a video display playing a commercial. One image on the commercial was a red, eye-like object with grey wings, surrounded by darkness.

Apparently the second part of the play had begun. But it was now like a movie. The view was of a bedroom window, from the outside. The whole scene was lit in a deep blue light.
The old man climbed into the bedroom through the window. He was holding a knife with a 25cm, wavy blade. He crawled into bed with the woman. Apparently this was when he had stabbed her.

I'm in a used bookstore, and as I'm browsing the titles I come across a book that my dear friend and I bought together in waking reality. I am disturbed to realize that this is the self same book, still inscribed with our names inside the front cover. Upset, I continue looking around, getting more distraught to see that two or more of our old treasures are also here, things we bought together, like the Spirit Cards. It breaks my heart that she would give these things up, and my mind races, thinking maybe she doesn't want any reminds of me now that I am living so far away. I resolve to call her.

I am back at my Grandparent's old house in North Vancouver, that my dear friend and I nicknamed "Spider Palace". I look out the front door to see a very very large post sorting facility kind of wall thing. Kind of like over sized post boxes. I see an old man who looks like he's had a rough life and realize that I don't live in this house anymore, he's the tenant now. He checks his post at the strange post wall.

I notice now that in the drive way that he is walking up, I've placed some signs, one of which says "Open for Business". I go to get them wondering how I can change them to read "Closed for X-Mas holidays". The postman arrives and he's sorting the post. The over sized post boxes have huge pictures of cartoon characters on them, like Tweety Bird and Sylvester the Cat. I open one and put something specific into it for... my son?

Dream skip and I am talking to my man. I plan to ride a horse north for some reason, and I am asking him if he thinks the horse will run too fast.

i was very suprised while dreaming when i realized that i was dreaming.

I started my dream sitting at my computer looking at something, probably youtube. i got up to go to the bathroom. i went into the bathroom and noticed everything was different. it was in a different room and just looked completely different. i walked up to my parents and asked them what was going on. they looked at me questionably. i asked myself if i was dreaming. i wasnt sure, i needed something else to prove it. i go back into my room and there is a little girl sitting at my computer like i was(ive never met this girl before except in my dreams-this is the 3rd time she has been in my dreams). she turns and looks at me and says nothing. i instantly know that im dreaming now. i yell "Holy S**T im dreaming!" the girl doesnt react in anyway. i walk out of the room and my parents say "your dreaming?". i start to laugh and get excited because this is the first time its ever happened and i wasnt even trying to have a lucid dream. i walk out infront of my house and see an attractive korean-american women. i test my ability to control her and kiss her, we kiss, but she shows no emotion, so I leave her and look around outside. I walk to my friends house but the dream world is different from my home town and i get lost. i stop at the corner of a street and see an escalade parked. i open the back door and see 4 girls sitting inside. i dont know 3 of them but the 4th is my ex girlfriend. we talked about something for a short while until i see more girls on the other side of the street. i go over and talk to them. i try kissing one of them, but it wasn't that interesting so I quit. after that everything goes black. i have a false awakening in my bedroom. my brother is in my room looking threw some of my games. i talk to him a little and then i remember the dream i just had. i question the dream again. i ask my brother a math problem(6x7) i couldnt think of the answer because i was still full of excitement. he couldnt answer. i ask him what 2+2 is and i think of the answer, 4. he says 4. i ask him what 1+2 is and i think of 4 again. he says 4 and thats when i realize im dreaming again. i tell him to throw the cd in his hand into the wall. he does so without question. now im sure that im dreaming. unfortunately i wake up before i get to leave my house.


side notes:
my dream sign might be the little girl at my computer.
i had 2 lucid dreams
1 false awakening