Puffin

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
I was half-asleep a few nights ago and got some nonsensical imagery of flames, elephants and fruits, cherries being one of them. I then got the random idea to set a cherry on fire in an upcoming lucid. I didn't plan on doing it this soon because I had more dated goals, but in this LD, my logic wasn't completely turned on and my memory of waking life events wasn't too good. When lucid, I thought about what I wanted to do for a few moments, and only remembered to do the cherry thing. If I had the awareness I would've done something else, but...

A final note, I had this dream after waking up in the middle of the night for two hours, feeling really sick, then going back to bed when my stomach settled down. I did a few RCs and awareness sessions during this time. As for the dream itself, I was pretty tired and fell asleep right away, so I'm surprised I remember as much of it as I do.

I was in my "house", except this wasn't quite my actual house. It was a single square room, probably only 15x15 feet, and it was darkly-lit so I couldn't see what kind of flooring it had. I did see the walls were a lighter blue with a slight green tint, and the molding around the ceiling and along the floor was white, and relatively plain. The room was divided in two equal sections by another wall, of the same color, that ran from one side of it to the other. It had a large, clean rectangular opening so that if you were to look at the wall, you'd see the other half of the room. The opening in the dividing wall must have been three feet tall and six feet wide, and positioned more to the left side. On the right was a basic open doorway, with no door.

I was standing on one side of this wall and looking at the other side; it consisted of a basic kitchen countertop, white in color with dark wooden cabinets. There were no chairs or tables, or a fridge, just the counters. The center of the room had a warm yellow light shining down on it, which dissipated towards the walls of the room. In the half of the room I was in, there was little lighting except a bit coming in from a window. When you looked out the window, you could see a very dark, pale blue street with snow. That seems to be a common setting for houses in my dreams.

I leaned up against the opening of the wall and put my arms over the foot-thick structure; I became lucid as I did this. I noticed the appearance of the opening change a bit; before it was just lined by the blue-green wall, but now it was lined with polished, lighter wood (bamboo-color?). It was like the lining of a windowsill. I counted my fingers, one, two, three, four, five... But I knew better than to assume anything by just using the finger check, so I plugged my nose and I could breathe; the air felt still and it was room temperature. I also noted the location I was in, and then realized it was a combination of my old house's living room and a kitchen.

For stabilization, I took a few steps back and looked at the wood on the rectangular wall opening; I could see a few small holes in it, probably the size of thumbtack heads, but it wasn't littered with them. I then put my right hand on the wood and moved it along, seeing how it felt. It felt like polished wood, where there was a bit of friction and it took slightly more effort to move my hand. It was realistic; the more intensely I observed the wood, the cooler it felt. I then rubbed my hands together and tried to think about what my dream goals were; after ten seconds I remembered wanting to set a cherry on fire, so I held my right hand out in front of me, forming a fist. After doing this, I moved my thumb out to the right and my last for digits downwards a bit, imagining a cherry to roll up a bit from inside my grip. A maraschino cherry appeared; it was bright red like the real thing, but the stem was half the size it should've been, and it was very slightly transparent, making its color a bit lighter than normal. I looked closely at it, then started to use pyrokinesis. I imagined warmth coming from the cherry and saw that the places where my hand was touching it ripple outward slightly, and these ripples glowed orange. The left and right of the cherry then started to show a sleek flame coming up from either side; this flame was mostly red-orange but also had some yellow blended in.

It took about a minute to get a flame to fully encapsulate the cherry, but I did it. The flame was very realistic and seemed to come mostly from the bottom and rise up and around the cherry, but a few smaller licks of fire came from in between the fruit and where I was touching it. I'd never seen so realistic flames in a dream before, so I was mesmerized! I didn't feel a burn from the fire coming from the cherry, but just a slight 'fuzziness', as if I was rubbing my fingers against a chalkboard.

The cherry looked the same as it did initially, not burning or anything. But as the dream started to end, I popped the cherry into my mouth. It tasted like pure white sugar. The outside was crispy as if it had been charred, though when I was holding it before, it was soft and visibly unaffected by the fire.

I tried a DEILD, but it failed because I accidentally opened my eyes!

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
Another awesome, higher-level lucid, but again I managed to completely forget about my dream goals. Although I did have fun with a fire/steel ball.

I was in an airplane. However, this airplane was very spacious; the ceiling was at least twice as high as that of a normal airplane, and it was at least three times as wide. The flooring was hardwood and the seats were against the left and right side of the plane, facing towards the middle, which left a lot of space in the center for people to get up and walk around (the individual seats themselves were identical to those in a real airplane). The inside walls were the same, too: slightly beveled and off-white, with tiny rounded windows.

The airplane was about forty feet long. One end of it just became a wall, but the other end was rather bizarre: it turned into a balcony that overlooked the inside of a house, more specifically the first floor. The square tiling of the lower level's floor was shiny, golden-colored. There was a set of stairs just wide enough for two people to walk down simultaneously, and it went straight down into a large room with the same gold tile flooring. I walked around for a bit and looked down the stairs. [B]I turned around again and suddenly became lucid. I walked towards the left side of the plane, to where a bunch of chairs were lined up against the wall, and looked out one of the small windows between the spaces of the chairs.

Outside there were clouds and sky. The scenery had changed from the plane being a part of a house to it actually being in the air. I turned around and the plane was sealed up, no more house or stairs. I saw a curtain closed on that end, pale, darker maroon like some airplanes have up near the front to divide the passengers off from the captain's quarters. Then I looked back towards the chairs and backed up a bit, against the wall. I held my hand out, cupping it slightly, and expected a ball of fire to appear.

I didn't get a ball of fire. Instead, I got an intricate ball made of flat steel triangle links. All the links were curling around each other and interlocking to form a steel ball. It looked like one of those three-dimensional puzzles that challenged the person to try taking it apart and putting it back together. At first it was tiny, but as it grew to the size of an apple within seconds, I could see the shape of the links better. I then envisioned fire appearing around it, and it did. It was a sort of fiery film that looked realistic, but trapped within an invisible sphere surrounding the links. The fire wouldn't come outwards. I pulled my hand back and shot the ball at the wall of the airplane, but as it flew straight through the air (not arcing like a ball), it grew smaller and smaller until it disappeared entirely. "Crap," I said, because I hoped it would have blasted a part of the plane. I didn't "expect" it to destroy part of the plane or visualize it, though, so that was probably why it didn't work.

Then the dream faded away. I ended up having a false awakening where I attempted a DEILD, and I became stuck in what I believed was intense sleep paralysis. My eyes were closed, but I could somehow still see, and I felt like someone was typing with their fingers on my right arm, which was dropped over the edge of the bed. I changed my breathing pattern, hoping to escape the "sleep paralysis", and then I woke up for real in a completely different position, which confirmed I had really just been dreaming.

Type: DILD.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

I was in a friend's house. The floor throughout the entire place was dark brown hardwood, polished nicely, and the walls were beige. It looked like a fairly modern house; the living room contained two dark burgundy leather sofas and a loveseat, and a brick fireplace, slightly misshapen. I was walking around looking for my cat, Meepy. I found her eventually though, which was good. I was picking up large vases and even the couches looking for her, and found her underneath a large tan vase, more round than tall. How could she be hiding under a vase? Maybe she flattened herself out. I dunno. It didn't occur to me that this was strange for a while, but then finally I became lucid.

I decided to finally attempt the Advanced Task for June 2010, creating and controlling fire, also known as pyrokinesis. This would be easy, I knew, because I had done it before. I used my usual spin-around-to-summon technique to summon a cigarette, sizzling on the hardwood, and then used telekinesis to make it float in the air. Just to have a bit of fun, I sat down cross-legged as the cigarette floated up, and I began to float too. It took a bit of effort to keep myself up, but it worked. Both I and the object were floating now, and I was still floating as I held my hands out, pulling a stream of fire from the cigarette, reeling it in using a pulling gesture. It touched my hands and looked more orange than red now, and also looked more like a ribbon. Regardless, I completed the task.

I eventually lost lucidity, going on to sit on the ground, petting Meepy. After doing this for a little bit, I went to where the fireplace was to find someone sitting on the brick, crying. He looked up and I realized it was one of my friends. "Why are you sad?" I asked, sitting down beside him. "I don't know," he told me.