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    december 7 2014 - second LD

    by Tinnitus on 12-08-2014 at 03:46 PM
    Second lucid dream

    method used: WBTB
    Following the wake which succeeded the first LD at night, I took the opportunity to rate it, then to go to bathroom, snacked two cookies and listened to some ambient music under my warm blanquet before falling gently asleep.


    I'm in the room I occupied when I was younger at my parent's house. I stand before my door, opened. No idea as to what triggered my lucidity taking, much less what brought me there. I do not care actually. I hear my mother talking to me and it bothers me. It's like she annoy me from IRL to prevent me from continuing this LD trying to turn my attention away.

    But I am determined to continue this dream and to continue to be lucid. I go down the stairs and find myself on the landing, overlooking the living room. From the top of the stairs, I see my mum lying on the couch. She has continued to talk to me from the time I realized that I was lucid until the time I find her before me, a fairly short period of time as a matter of fact.

    She finish her speech just when I have her before me with such a sentence as: "Do you know you're dreaming now?” I brush aside her unnecessary speech, I already know that I am lucid from the beginning and what matter the most to me is what I'm going to do now. Probably influenced by the LD journal of another lucid dreamer online, I challenge her to turn her face to another one.

    I want her to make it creepy. I want to face fear in dream. Is my lucidity that low? In fact, usually I don't pose a challenge to my dreams excepted in ND. In my LD, the issue of primal feelings like fear and what it is likely to trigger comes second because I know I have control over my dream world.

    Moreover, I'm usually the one who decided the transformations of my DC. At least when they don't already transform themselves. I usually don't have this wait and see attitude. Anyway the DC lying 7 ft below me and who is no longer my mother hardly run. She barely manages to do some ludicrous grimaces but it is in no case frightening.

    I go down the stairs. I want to try something else. I look at my "mother" carefully, then look under the couch saying to myself that I need my DC turns into what I decide, then look again the DC. It works! The DC is now a beautiful plumpy and smiling polynesian girl!

    Without a moment of hesitation, I jump over the couch and find myself above the pretty girl. She really is on board with a special cuddle too. I begin to grope her fleshy body greedily, but soon, as in all of my erotic LD, I get quickly tired with no reason. I don't know which way to take the situation, I am suddently confused and disappointed and
    I wake up.
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    lucid

    december 7 2014 - first LD

    by Tinnitus on 12-08-2014 at 03:40 PM
    First lucid dream

    method used: a bit of binaural before I fall asleep
    This lucid dream occurred in the first half of the night for no apparent reason. No specific comments to add, so I tell it directly.


    No transition with the previous ND. I forgot this one by the way. I find myself on a grassy field dotted with trees and shrubs. I recall my goal readily. This time I said to myself that I'm not going to drop the case before I had my answer from the dream itself. And immediately! Soon after my question at least.

    I run, I jump up and down, in a direction, in another. I'm in a sort of wide open glade. I turn on myself, and as the same time, I formulate clearly my question to the dream / subconscious: "What must I do to get what I ask in the dream, in a tangible way, outside of it?”

    I have a little trouble vocalizing my request, partly because the formulation itself is complex. This is not just an impression due to the fact that it is difficult for me to gather my wits and to remember everything correctly, as is the case in most of my RL. This is objectively complex.

    I repeat again, slowly but surely into a close formulation, stating that I want my answer now, in the RL. Meanwhile, I continue to twirl and turn on myself at the same time. I get on a fallen tree trunk and jump to the other side. I go to the right, left.

    This is not a game. I hope to keep myself in the dream and to keep my lucidity that way. Afterwards, from the outside, it almost appears to me as I was unwittingly taunting the dream like: "No! No! No! I stay in this dream! I ask what I want without interruption until the end!” This impression to thumb my nose at the dream is inspired to me from the following events.

    At one point during my spinning top movements, I came face to face with two DR about 50 ft from me. They come down a relatively steep slope, a sort of foothill as if the place turns a bowl at this corner. The surprise of this meeting cut rough my dream ballet. There was nobody in this place two seconds before.

    I can not see them clearly at the beginning. At first, I rather see them decked out in sorts of medieval or heroic fantasy clothing. They seem to have stopped a few seconds, the time I cue. I'm going the opposite way towards them, convinced that they are the bearers of the answer to the question I asked, a kind of dream messengers.

    Arriving closer to them, I can see the stunning realism of these DR. They are not dressed in eccentric costumes at all, but in modern outfit instead. Both are dressed in jeans and long sleeve polo. One in black and the other in gray. Both wear black glasses, they are between 25 and 30, brown curly hair. The DC with a black polo has a very short beard.

    I immediately understand I must follow them to get the answer to the question I asked. All actions, words and thoughts in my head follow one another quickly. The expression on both their faces is rather sullen. It is as if I had done something that displeased the dream which in response sent me two strong men to resolve the situation.

    This impression is confirmed in the very short dialogue I began with them:
    - Where do we go?
    - To jail.

    I don't let me be disconcerted. No matter where my lucid adventures lead me, I really want to know how continue this dream "movie" but ...
    back to IRL!
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    Tinnitus dream Journal

    by Tinnitus on 12-02-2014 at 12:27 AM
    12-01-2014

    Method used: none
    it feels good to LD, especially since november lowered my monthly LD rate. Shooting pains in my back and below my shoulder blades have altered my sleep but nevertheless probably played in the coming of this RL. But I'm not sure that eating badly can be considered as a method of induction:-) especially since this was obviously not wanted. If I had known, I might have been more carfull, It would allow me a better sleep and a greater comfort. I also made some RC along this week and the last one at strategic times to induce a continuous reflection from the waking day into the night and the dreams.


    I am in my mother's delivery. In this ND, this room is also my bedroom. Before this episode, my sister and I were in disagree with each other about something unimportant and we were looking for a solution through dialogue. This worries tacitly continues throughout the beginning of the RN. My mother joined my sister at the entrance of my so called "room".

    My mother ask me to come and make coffee for my maternal grandmother came to visit us. IRL she died many years ago. In the dream, it is early in the morning and I woke up, so I have no excuse not to comply. Moreover, I also have a cup of coffee in hand, impossible to refuse them this favor.

    This coffee turns into a cup of profiterole on which a little chocolate cream flows. I want to raise my mother's awareness about something. I do the thinking as well as her, at the same time. Profiteroles turn into a kind of sliding puzzle as the statement is emerging in my mind:

    "Grandma came to visit us, but grandma died off for years, so it means ... that this is all a dream! I realise I'm in a dream. The environment suddenly change. I am in an unknown bedroom now. I turned my head to my mother supposed to be with me in this room, where was the entrance of the delivery.

    But my mother is gone, in its place stands a wardrobe. I open the cabinet and find a series of shelves one above the other on which are placed a few scattered shirts ironed and neatly folded. I closed the closet and turn my look on the left. Now I can see a kind of commode, as high as the wardrobe, but provided with dozens and dozens of drawers.

    Each of these drawer has small metal handles reminding me of old handset devices. I think it would be great if I remember it IRL, the others may find it fun ??? I look around to find the exit door, but the room has no door!

    I keep cool. There's no door, but nevertheless there's a window, and it's largely sufficiante. This window is decorated with an impressive number of frames, each into others forming some sort of staircases, all of them in different materials and colors. In fact these frames are narrowing and reducing the window size as I clumsily try to pass through it.

    At one point my waist is stucked in the last frame which is shutting down on my body. The upper part of my body is outside, it allow me to see that the supports outside the window follows the same construction scheme, staircase, but logically in extension rather than shrinking.

    This situation have everything to frustrate me, but I decided not to get upset and take a deep breath. consequently the window immediately release me. So I sit on the edge outside. I watch the panorama. the colors and simple design of all of its component parts make this place look like a child's room but on another hand its theme and vastness make it also look like countryside. A giant child's room!

    The sky is actually a huge blue ceiling that stretches to the horizon. There is an inscription in a corner of this ceiling. Is it a magic square or odd Noughts and Crosses game? I don't focus on this scribble with vaguely rectilinear outlines, it is too blury and I feel that forcing my concentration on it would mostly make me lose my lucidity.

    According to my goal, I address my subconscious aloud. But as usual, I get muddled up on my phrasing. I remember my last attempt and I think it is absolutely out of question I wake up now and especially without putting a descent end to my quest.

    Therefore, I rub my hands. I had so far done nothing to stabilize the RL. Now, that's better. "Unconscious, what does it take for me to do to get what I ask in my dream when I'm awake? "At least, this is approximately my question as I wanted to ask it, and as I think I asked it right (IRL oddly, I do not remember the exact words used.)

    I'm satisfied. I asked exactly what I wanted to ask (it's what it seemed to me once I woke up.) furthermore, I have a very good insight and I feel that my RL will last a good time. Good! I asked the question, it remains for me to pick the answer up! I think it will come on the road, at some point in my lucid ride.

    I jump from the window. I find myself face down in a gallery, a longitudinal space that look like a aisle in an antique store. In front of me, perhaps 65ft away from me is the mirror of a wardrobe or a psyche in which I can actually see me lying on my stomach on the floor. But something disturbs my vision.

    That something appears at the beginning every two seconds between me and the mirror and finally fill all the view. These are female legs! I see calfs beneath a skirt which cut ends above the knee, the lady goes from right to left, a shelf to another, walking zigzag.

    At the same time I hear more and more distinctly some music although it is actually two keys, always the same, D/A, played on an electric piano on a rhythm that recalls the ticking of a clock. This melody is as soothing as a children song. I focus on this melody which sound in return more and more distinct to my ears. Until
    ... I wake up!
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