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Nomad weird

I was on Lonewolf's forum or something. and saw a bunch of posts where Nomad was talking to the people from there. I found it rather odd.

Asuka Forgets.


I vaguely remember walking back to some sort of new agey store where Asuka didn't recognize me. I was a bit worried she would think I am a creep or something. Anyway I walk in and notice free coffee so I take some free coffee and start talking to her. She has a child at the store. She seems to be trying to be nice but she doesn't recognize who I am.

A present from Dumbledore

I'm in my bedroom when a strange package flies in through my window. It says out loud, "A present from Dumbledore." and then plops on the bed. I think "Why would dumbledore send me a present?" I look on the package and it reads "To Robert's Double."

My double? I then conclude that Dumbledore must know that I am a dream body in his world... hence my : double. and I must be my double because Dumbledore sent it specifically to me. I open it and fine a note that reads, "Wear this when you participate in the Tri-Wizard Martial arts competition."

I unravel the outfit and it's a fighting Kimono with a dragon on the back. It looks cool.

Lucid 1

I was walking around in some city after some things happened. I became lucid when crossing a street. I couldn't remember any goals... only that I wanted to change the dreaming location. I walked along a busy street toward some industrial buildings. I decided to enter the building and find a door to use as a portal.

I walked into the building and came to a staircase. I began walking up flights of stairs. on the first flight the stairs and walls got smaller. I walked up another flight and now at the top of this flight everything was getting even smaller. I ran up a few more flights, each time the stairs, walls, and doorways got smaller. I ran up until it was impossible for me to continue. i looked behind me and saw that the stairs had become a sort of circular slide. I decided to slide down it and leave the place. After sliding down about 16 ft The slide got smaller until I entered a closed off spherical room. I wanted to go up but it was as if I had come from nowhere. I decided just to sleep and leave the dream. I was just trapped now.

Lucid 2

I was on the same intersection as before with my dad and brother and became lucid. I flew up using my feet flapping as wings. i flew over to where the industrial buildings were and landed. Ok so I wasn't going to try that again. I wonder if me and Raven had Saved Asuka by now and restored her memory. So i decided to just walk along the dream and let the dreamscape gradually change until I found asuka. I called out her name loudly a couple of times.

As I walked... I ran into a barrier of cars that were wrecked piled so high that I couldn't continue.I turned around and saw some houses. I wanted to use a door as a portal now to find asuka. so I walked towards the houses, but then the doors vanished. I went around to the back of the house but found a pile of chairs blocking my path... Dammit. i turned around and found myself in someone's house. I have memories of hanging with 2 children here. I went into their living room and transformed into a flying snake. I flew above the children as they watched me transform. I coiled myself above the fireplace. They were both in awe... but I woke up.

writing

I was writing a letter to the children explaining that even though their world is solid. Since I am a dream body, that I can do magic. that's why I was able to transform.

Dogs

I was in a place with a bunch of evil dogs... I had to do something with them to get asuka back or something.

Asuka


I was walking away with Asuka and she was covered in black stuff. I told her we had to change the dream and when we would do that she would be fully healed. I somehow persuaded her. We went through a portal and wound up in an old town. Asuka looked bright and shiny again. She was a japanese girl with a cute round face. I put my arm around her as we walked and I commented on how much better she looked... everything would be ok now

12.01.10

So I slept from about 3:30 'till 7:00, shared breakfast with my mother, read haiku and reviewed my DJ and goals after a shower and tea, then at 9:30 I return to bed and sleep until 12:30

3:30-7:00 Dreams
Dream of a man [which I fade in and out of perspectives] swimming in turbulent ice cold water near a cornered wooden dock, trying to retrieve an object fallen in the water of apparant great importance [grasping] He gets so close and then the dream fades. The scene switches to an army-esque situation with a bunch of men sitting in uniform in the back of a tan truck. Tom Hanks stands up and starts to talk directed at me, the man he saved apparantly "I had my papers and was all packed up ready to ship out, then this fat idiot here comes along [and I wind up saving him] so here I am now today.. I even read this damn book of yours too.. First one in 12 years." [apparantly he had been dismissed before and this meritious action got him his title back?]

Similar fragment travelling underground in a huge square tunnel constructed out of sandstone bricks, some other sort of army experience involving prisoners.

Fragment of a video game shopping mania! In some generic looking superstore like K-mart, and see hundreds of SNES and oldschool console games lined in white wired baskets.. I experience a mixture of seeing and also experiencing various facets of playing and being a character in many different games like donkey kong, kirby, megaman.. very cool actually.

9:30-12:30 Dreams
I wake in my bed and do a noseplug RC and it succeeds and I verify that I am dreaming. I repeat slowly and steadily to myself that I am dreaming. I walk downstairs and am in a house I used to live in.. in the kitchen is a boy named Ben that I was friends with during the time that I lived at the house. He sees me arrives downstairs and immediately walks out the back glass door without saying a word to me. I walk outside onto a short wooden deck, and Ben has walked up a sloping hill and walked behind a tree, kind of watching me from the shadows of the far side of the tree. Two dogs, one long haired with white brown and black colors and a slender face, the other completely white are trotting towards the woods and I consider following them but do not with to enter the woods at that time. Instead I tun to my left and climb up another steep hill on all fours, soaking in the remarkable texture of the grass and slight dampness of the soil beneath. Over my shoulder I hear Ben call out "HEY!" kind of like saying "Where are you going?" but at this point I forget my intention to ineract with DCs and ignore him, the call is far off sounding anyway and I assumed he would've only distracted me [from doing what exactly I'm not sure]. I get to the top of the hill and get into a hot tub. From a nice colonial style house a woman in a bathing suit comes running out toward me calling my name. A she comes toward me I try to transform her into a different character which vaguely succeeds, as my dream fades away.

At this point I am in what I believe has been labeled "the void", a transitioning point between dreams.. I hold onto my awareness in the dark, and focus on the fact that I am dreaming and another dream will arise. I open my eyes in my own bed and RC successfully and find I am still dreaming. I get up and go to leave my room as I did in the last lucid but my heavy oak dresser is halfway blocking the door, and I cannot open it. I take this as a sign. I slow down and stop trying to move and explore, I notice that my wall is completely covered from top to bottom in art works done by my sister who is a terrific artist and also my own drawings and paintings, most of them framed in black matte paper. I feel cold without a shirt so I open my closet and put on a long sleeved shirt while laughing at myself for layering up in a dream. I decide the dresser is a test for me to pass through walls. So I focus my concentration on walking through the wall, and visualize the space on the other side of it, and successfully walk through it with absolutely no resistance! I didn't even feel the wall at all. The bathroom light is on in front of me.

I look to my right and strangely enough there are two other Me, sitting infont of a balcony on a blue couch slightly lowered into the ground like a theatre. The two Me are just looking at me, and [I guess since I had "Bad Romance" stuck in my head for whatever reason earlier in the day] I think of dancing and start singing Bad Romance, and the other two Me also start to get down still sitting on the couch! haha! So we're all dancing together and that's very fun, I consider going over and actually dancing with myself breifly but am still focused on mastering passing through walls. I look back at the wall to my room and intentionally fail passing through just to see what that feels like, and I just kind of run into it.. doesn't hurt, bounce back a bit. Then I actually focus on passing through and this time run right through it.

At this point the dream fades and I have another FA, this time brief and I don't recognize it. I imagine my phone going off [and it looks completely accurate, even the numbers and background and the song]. I'm recalling all the dreams I've had in detail in my bed and then I'm suddenly sitting at breakfeast with my father who is talking loudly and it annoys me since it becomes harder to concentrate.. then another FA where I look at my phone and a website similar to DV is on the screen on my browser. I close the tab and the phone says I still have ten minutes till my alarm goes off... I fall back asleep then feel myself sink into my physical body.

Funny thing though - halfway through writing in my DJ I realize that the phone check may have been a FA, so I look at my phone and it says that I still have 10 minutes left before the alarm goes off.. totally weird huh? Just like the last FA.

After this I sleep again for another 90 minute cycle, and have a non-lucid that feels like it lasted for about 30 full minutes with almost no lapse in conciousness, and with complete recall. Longest dream I've recorded yet.

I also had another lucid yesterday during a nap, though it was very vague in my memory when I woke up, very little lucidity just walking through rooms alone. Had an FA I failed to recognize, though I was very suspicious the whole time and was investigating my surroundings intently and even tried to fly [crashed on my head hahah] but didn't believe I could. I was looking at the room for physics defying features and didn't find any, but failed to notice that the elevation of the second floor was only like a half floor, and that the main room was incredibly larger than it actually is though all the furniture was still there.

These lucids I've recorded here were MILD induced nap/WBTB. I also have been practicing with WakingNomads meditation technique given to him by his DG Zaphor involving cycling the power between your three states [astral dream and physical] while also adding my own twist of cycling and balancing the energy between the three dream states [lucid, non-lucid, deep sleep] within that outer circle. It has enabled me to feel my energy body as a distinct entity for the first time. Salutations to Zaphor!

So yup. Awesome. Seeing myself in dreams was really a fun experience. When I see myself again I will remember to place priority on interacting with myself.
Hope everyone had a great holiday and fabulous lucids!

This dream was a lot different than ones i've had before. I dont remember how it started but what i remember was for some reason i was dreaming that i was holding a gun like in call of duty and i was running around shooting my friends and getting shot. When someone died they would respawn just like in the game. This continued for a while until my dream just randomly switched to an big grass field exactly like the one in my elementary school (which seems to be a recuring element in my dreams.) One of my friends takes out an eye drop bottle and begins squirting liquid into his eyes. He then tells us that it is LSD or Acid. He throws the bottle down and me and my friend begin fighting for the last drops still in the bottle. I take it first and squirt it into my eye. I look down at the ground and i guess i begin to trip (i havnt tried LSD before) the grass on the ground begins to turn different colors and i begin to laugh. When i look all around me there is a dark and dead forest. Almost like a horror movie. There is fog all around me and i begin walking down a pathway and my alarm suddenly wakes me up at 3 a.m. I wrote down what i dreamed about and went back to sleep. When i am asleep again i can remember driving down a long road with large buildings all around us. I think i am driving with a couple of friends and a family member. I think that im in my dreams version of Las Vegas where i used to live. We slowly drive by a movie theater and see large signs. One of them is a movie from a long time ago called Blue Velvet. We decide to go watch it but i cant remember going in the theater or going out. I woke up at 6 thinking its time to get ready but instead i went back to sleep. I can remember walking around and a friend was behind me. He wanted to fight and so i turned around and we began fighting i can remember winning the fight but i dont remember the actual fight. I woke up late for school and had to leave.

[This is a catch-up post. These dreams are from the night of November 18-19, 2010.]

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm in a theater, watching a film that turns out to be really scary and disturbing. The film begins with one Congressman sitting behind his desk in his office, while another is standing in front of his desk, calling him out on his shenanigans. The one behind the desk dies of a heart attack a few seconds after the one standing up finishes ranting. The ranter then starts an investigation of the one who died.

At this point, the film's narrator says, "The more he found, the more he refused to see." The Congressman performing the investigation stays in one place [I think it may have been the dead one's office, but I'm not positive] for such a long time that he eventually survives by cannibalism. One of the things he finds while investigating is a bag of marijuana, which he goes through, looking for cigarette butts. At the end of the film, there is a message from his family, left in vinyl-cling letters on the window: he got out and is now getting help.

The film ends, and I exit the theater and walk down the long flight of wide steps leading up to it. The theater is located inside Disneyland. [I've been having dreams featuring bizarre versions of Disneyland since I was a child, but this one really takes bizarre to a new level.] It's a beautiful, sunny afternoon. I walk through Fantasyland and into Toontown; the two share a long, open border with each other, with no transition point or hard line of demarcation between them. Riding on a moving walkway, I go past a turnaround mechanism for the Skyway - the big wheel that keeps the cable with all the buckets attached to it moving and allows the buckets to turn around and go back the other way. It is at ground level. The cable is there, has buckets attached to it, and is moving, but there's no loading/unloading station there, just the turnaround mechanism, all by itself.

I walk past Mickey's house. The path through Toontown dead-ends into a section of the queue for the Roger Rabbit ride. I decide I might as well stay there and get in line, now that I'm there; it was only about 4:00 P.M. the last time I looked at the time, so I have plenty of time to enjoy myself. [D'oh! Should have RCed.] I get in line, walking through an opening into the enclosed, indoor space where the queue is. I walk past a group of Cast Members who are singing a barbershop-quartet rendition of "Stray Cat Strut." I wait for them to finish, then tell them that I know where I'm supposed to go to get to the back of the line, and I'm not taking cuts in the line. They understand and let me pass. One of the Cast Members lets me get in line in front of him. This puts me in line directly behind Gary Coleman and some other little people. We introduce ourselves to each other politely; he goes first. I realize that I'm dreaming just as it's ending, when it's too late to do anything; I can already feel my real body.

I'm at a high school, in a room that has chairs in it, but no desks (possibly the drama classroom). One DC is talking at great length to a group of other DCs on the subject of her facial reconstruction surgery. I pull up a chair, joining the group, and listen. I introduce myself to the DC who has been talking. As we're shaking hands, she introduces herself to me as Anne-Marie. She says that she's ugly, and I automatically answer, "No, you're not." [She reminds me a little bit of real-life friend Dawn B. from college, now that I think of it.] She has dirty-blond hair in a ponytail, pale skin, and sunken, brown eyes. She has a black eye on one of them. I know nothing about her appearance is her fault, though, and I like people to be happy with themselves, so that's why I told her she wasn't ugly. In reply to my denial that she's ugly, she says, "Oh, are you another furry?" I answer, "No, but I am an anime fan." I know that she's an anime fan, too. We chat a bit more, and the conversation ends with our agreeing to eat lunch together.

At the end of the conversation, I have another “Oh, yeah, I'm dreaming” moment. The realization comes easily and naturally, the only specific trigger being that I'm in an unfamiliar place. [I had been MILDing again, so when I found myself lucid dreaming, I accepted and realized it readily because it was what I was expecting.] I take a look around. The classroom is irregularly-shaped, high-ceilinged, and sunlit from skylights. Visual clarity is good. I get down on the floor to feel the carpet, which is short, institutional, and gray. I start crawling on the carpet through the room, remarking to myself aloud: “I don't have any energy today. It's my own fault; I should have gone to bed earlier.” My dream body feels just as tired and sluggish as I know my real one does at this early hour of the morning. I've never experienced this in a lucid dream before, so I find it strange, so I comment on it and come up with a logical explanation for it.

“Why am I wearing this heavy backpack, anyway?” I say to myself, because, I realize, I am wearing one. It feels just like the ones I carried in junior high and high school, so it must be full of textbooks. I take it off, one strap at a time, and let it roll off my back and onto the floor. “That's better... a little,” I say. I can feel the absence of its weight, and I feel a little less tired, but not totally back to normal.

There is a full-length mirror on one side of the room. I stand up and go to look at myself in it. My hair is wavy again, and this time, it reaches all the way to my waist. “Oh, cool!” I say. “That's so pretty! I've always wanted it to be like this!” [While it certainly was pretty, I know very well that actually having hair that long would be really impractical... but, yeah, there evidently is a part of my mind that misses having long hair.] I'm wearing a bright sky-blue T-shirt with pink hearts and gold and silver swirls and sparkles on it, and a long, blue denim wraparound skirt. While looking at my reflection in the mirror, I reach for the outer flap of my skirt with my hands and try to touch it, but I can't feel anything there. When I look down at the skirt itself and try again, though, I can feel it. [That's a pretty cool and interesting difference between dreams and reality, and more (anecdotal) evidence that whatever you concentrate your direct perception on, your mind works harder to create.] I woke up after that.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had a few strange dreams last night. They weren't very long or vivid, but they were a bit more random than usual. It seems as if B6 has lost its effect. I won't take any for a month or so, and try to lower my tolerance level. No big deal, I got G+C and Calea!

20.45: Bedtime

05.15: Fragment
*I'm with Monica and we're fooling around with some kind of rubber dick. I squirt white liquid all over her... Twice...

05.15: Riding the train
I'm with my friend Felix and his brother Viktor. We're at the trainstation, standing on the platform in the middle of all the tracks. It's very narrow and looks kinda weird. Viktor jumps out on the track. "No! You can't do that, you will get hit by a train dude" I tell him. He jumps back up. "I haven't been on a train before" he tells me and can't seem to stand still. The train arrives and we get in. My brother Martin is there and we start talking about the party we're going to. It's going to be kickass!

Strange visit
I wake up. Someone's at the door. "Who would want anything at this early hour?" I ask myself and get up. I open the door and a machinist from work is smiling at me. He shows me a porno on his Ipad while talking about doors. "This door, do you know what it is made of?" he asks me. "Uhm... I think there's an iron plate in the middle" I say and he gets excited. "No! It's concrete you can see through!" he tells me. "I got a piece here you can check out". I close the door and checks the time. 04.30. "Aw damnit... it's still thirty minutes left until the alarm goes off..." I say and Monica asks me if I can go to work early instead. I tell her I won't do it and turn on the computer instead.

05.15: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 8 hours

Supplements before bed: 150 mg B6

That's it. Kinda boring dreams, but three is a decent recall for being in the middle of the week. Well well.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

I was at some random place getting ready to go to something, and I was asking a guy if I could borrow his shirt. It was so weird because the guy had just taken it off. I went into the living room, and lil wayne was in there getting ready as well. I got like three texts in a row and I checked my phone, and it said something about a "Huck competition" on the 19th. I marked it down on my calendar saying that I would attend.

Had a dream where I was having SP and broke out of it. I went out the door, and saw my pops and asked him about it, and he sort of ignored me. I went outside, and there was theses people in a huge convertible monster truck. We road off straight into this field and ended up at some block party. There was some guy trying to tell us where we needed to park.

Had a church frag with my nephews.

I had another one where some people were raiding my grandmothers house. I remember running to the other end and trying to make sure the back door was secure, and there was this machete blade handle sticking out where the door knob should have been.

Had a frag about playing this basketball video game with D. They had all types of characters in it from real life, to made up stuff to cartoon guys.

First i was in some sort of bus with a friend that transported me to a large store that had a seven elleven. there was the ground with the carpet that was like the one in chukey cheese. I ran inside the building to seven elleven then wen to chukey cheese to chek shit out. First i shot some balls in the hoop missd a few times. A manager started giving me crap and i was basicaly like fuck you and started climbing into one of those tube thingys that the kids play in. That led me to a house upstairs where we were with our neighbors upstairs chilling on the couch infront the tv with those tv trays bein lazy. Then a white van pulled up looking for me to take me back to the mental hospital. They said i fuked up another patient cuz i fed him junk food. I ran in fear theyd take me toa bathroom that had urinalllls where i took a piss at school. back at home i was with an older dog miskey and itook him on a walk, they told me to let him free and i did and he took of and then was mauled in the neck by a dog that looked identical to him. the owner smashed his head in an i cried for a long time along with the owner. then i went around the block trick or treating making fun of the dumb attempts to scare me and then after i came back and realized that coltrain wasnt the killer it was the neighbors dog i tried to go over there but had no timme..

Another experiment with valerian, B-6, and melatonin. Did not seem to work overly well this time.

Hired Back

I am going to be hired back to my former job. This time, however, the job seems to involve working underwater. This does not seem unusual to me, but the office is now in a town that is about an hour away from the old office. This is actually not bad, because it may be a shorter commute for me...

...A lot of things having to do with water. Now my cousin's relatives are coming to our family reunion. That seems odd to me.

Band in the Desert

There is a big tent in the desert. There is a band playing in the tent. There are also camels, but most people are driving cars.

Marker Quest

I am at my grandparents' house. I am with my brother. We are walking in front of my grandparent's car. Their car doesn't have very good brakes, and I try to convince my brother to walk faster (we are going down hill). We reach the bottom of the hill and I am doing a marker quest (as in Uru). The markers lead out into the main road that this road intersects. I try to dash out quickly to pick up the markers, but as in dreams it is difficult to dash quickly. I eventually get to the other side.

I pick up one marker that says to examine the original scene more carefully. By this I know it means Eder Gira. I look around where I am a while longer, and find another marker under my kitchen table (it is by the road for some reason).

Yeah, my friends and I went a wee bit Harry Potter crazy the week before the movie came out.

Dreams for today! So I got up at 7:30 for school but there's still a shit-tonne of snow which means no school so I went straight back to bed (after jotting down some notes from previous dreams) and slept in until about 9 and dozed until 10 (lazy I know).

Smoke

Awake Non-Lucid

I'm in my maths class, possibly the class I hate the most. I don't like the subject, I don't like the teacher, or the old, cold classroom, or the bitchy people. Ms. Stone has given us a "task" to do that differs from out usual routine of textbook questions and past papers. We've to work in groups... Ugh. I get into a group of about 4 with the people who sit around me.

Then there's a power cut. I can't see anything! I feel around with my hands and come across Stuart. He thinks I'm feeling him up and grabs me, but I slap him away. I sit down, feeling very annoyed, and inhale a mouthful of smoke. I realise Kirsty is sitting smoking next to me. I choke a little bit, and turn my face away. You may want lung cancer, but I certainly don't.

The lights flicker back on. Whilest Ms. Stone goes over and shouts at Kirsty for smoking in the school, I move to the other side of the classroom. The head of department is sitting there, and she eagerly starts talking to me about her pregnancy. I nod and agree whilest thinking "I've never been pregnant, so no, I don't understand how you feel..."

She pulls a dog out from behind her back sim style, then gives it to me. I d barely have my arms out before she dumps what I think is a terrier on me. It's so heavy! I feel weighed down. And, oh wait, shit, it's paralysed me again. The dream fades as i realise.

Search for a Frappacino

I'm outside my local shopping centre ("mall") rollerskating towards the entrance. I'm going really fast and it's really fun! Soon I'm inside, and the smooth floor makes me go much faster. I blur by people busy shopping, and pass a sign that says "Coffee £10.10". Perfectly reasonable. I wonder why no one else is rollerskating and decide to make this a regular thing. The coffee sign has made me want a chocolate cream frappacino, so I head off to find Starbucks.

It takes all my concentration to NOT skate into people. But I accidently do. He's holding chocolate cakes that land straight on my chest. Oh great, I'm so embarrassed and as I pick myself up I give him the finger for laughing at me. Forgetting I have cake all over my t-shirt, I skate off. I seem to go in a loop, and find myself back with cake-boy. He sees me and eagerly starts telling his friend about the cake incident. He seems to turn black and white, and then I skate to the cafe beside him.

I shoot him evils as I order a frappacino, sipping on it angrily and plotting how to get back at him. He sees me looking and hold out two water-melons. Even though I'm angry, I can't help but laugh.

Piano School

I've gone to a college that specialises in piano playing. To celebrate, me and two other girls decide to go out to dinner. They take me to a fancy, dimly lit restraunt that is very expensive.

[Dream skip - after dinner] We're still in the restraunt, and it's time to pay the bill. £500? I don't have that kind of money. "Run for it?" I ask the girls. They laugh and say they'll take care of it. A man sitting on a booth behind us introduces himself as Henry. I realise one of the girls has taken his card and used it to pay the bill. Oh shit.

The school found out about "my" stealing Henry's credit card. What!? That wasn't me! They tell me I'm not allowed to play piano anymore. So I sit in the small practice room and watch the others play instead. They don't talk to me because apparently I'm not worthy of their attention. It feels like the caste system and I am "untouchable".

I'm on a plane now, but the teacher has told me to talk to no one because I'm not allowed. When she leaves I almost immedietly start to talk to the guy behind me. He asks why I've been treated this way and i promise to tell him later when we're off of the plane. He invites me to walk to the cinema with him and his little sister.

As we walk he tells me about his little sister and how it's his job to take care of her. When he's finished I make sure no ones around (I notice the girls lurking around in the shadows, but change direction) I tell him about the credit card incident and how I got the blame for it, even though it wasn't my fault. He listens and tells me it's ok, that people will realise i didn't do it soon enough. He invites me to dinner but when I notice it's the same one i was in before, I tell him I'll pass. He smiles and walks in, holding his sisters hand.

£10.10 for coffee and £500 for a meal? Apparently my mind thinks that food should cost a bomb

I vaguely remember something showing me A square with the top left corner cut off at a 45* angle, it's an important symbol, possibly my symbol, I don't know yet.

I remember lots of thought about nomad, and the last post of his I read in his "Secrets of the Dream Plane" post, It's like I'm watching him in the dentist, yet I remember blackness... I have no way to explain what I perceived accurately.

Basically, He is in a dentist's chair, with an alien next to him, explaining things I'm assuming, I don't know what was said, nor does it seem important to my dream. The alien looks like Rodger from American Dad the way he holds himself. Then blackness, deep contemplation about Nomad, the loss of memory of any conclusions reached, and I woke up.

Severe chest pains after waking up, still a little sore, otherwise I would have done a WILD attempt, I woke up at 4:30ish.

well i was just messing around outside in the garden and for want of a better expression me and my family were being dicks. this partly made me realise that all wasnt quite right here, and when i looked at my surroundings closer i became lucid. this was one of those completely lucid indistinguishable from real life ones, where all your senses are as they would be in reality. i looked around and said wow weve done something amazing here guys. of course no one knew what i was going on about.

as it was so vivid i thought well perhaps these people may be more than just dream characters, anyway it felt like it was worth checking. my immediate thought was to pick somebody who may be the likeliest one to remember such things. i chose an old family friend, probably because i have tried and failed with members of my family before. i staballised the dream by rubbing my hands on a small wall in front of me. the woman was over the other side of the wall and i very calmly looked into her eyes and said something listen what we are in is a 100% lucid dream. now even if nothing comes from this shared dreaming wise, it was stilll a very useful learning experience for me, as i got to see from the other side some of the things that may have scared me in dreams before and how silly it is to fear it.

she looked back at me in amazement at first as i held her hand. then she backed away slightly and said why me? i said something like its not just you its all of us, and tried to calm her fears. as iwas doing this everyone started crowding round and i could see this was worrying her. this has also been one thing that has really put me off having deep dreaming experiences because its scary to have everyone crowd round like that and be the centre of their attention. even though theyre motives seemed harmless i urged them not to crowd so much and this calmed her and she started to slip into the experience. she just had this big relaxed smile on her face and she slowly lay down on her back and seemed to be in a heightened state of physical pleasure. she just kind of dropped off to sleep while gently rocking and smiling as if it was some kind of psychadelic experience for her. this is where it kind of faded for me and i just left her to enjoy the dream.

who knows eh if it was part of a shared dream and she gets in touch then great, but either way i learnt alot and will be far less fearful the next time someone tries to teach me out of my comfort zone in a dream

Estão começando os concertos de natal na minha escola de música, então tenho sonhado bastante com isso.

Eu estava voltando de alguma festa, ou encontro de familiares. Mas eu tinha um ensaio na minha escola de música, então meu pai (que estava de bicicleta), estava me levando até lá. Paramos em um semáforo da rua brusque e encontrei Vini lá (de bicicleta também). Ele disse que estava indo para casa dele, que fica praticamente do lado da minha escola de música. Eu disse para o meu pai que me deixasse ir com ele, afinal, economizaríamos tempo.
Me sentei na garupa da bicicleta dele e segurei nos guidões. Ele perguntou se, se ele soltasse a bicicleta, eu conduziria ela acidentalmente. Caso isso acontecesse, eu teria que trocar de lugar. Consegui controlar minha força nos guidões, então partimos para a escola de música (que fica para o outro lado de onde estávamos indo).
Chegando lá (que não era a minha escola de música, mas sim a casa da minha tia), vi que todos estavam se dirigindo para fazer um ensaio geral na igreja. Pegamos uma lombada em alta velocidade e caímos bem perto de onde todos estávamos. Falei para meu professor e para o maestro: "cheguei na minha bicicleta alada!". Todos riram.
Coincidentemente, eu estava com a roupa que seria usada no ensaio, mas estava sem meu instrumento. Vi que haviam vários e vários instrumentos no terreno da casa dos meus tios, então peguei um e fui para a igreja ensaiar.

Eu estava com um grupo em um laboratório (provavelmente de anatomia), examinando um garoto que possuía asas de pássaro. Quem estava nos 'regendo' era minha professora de inglês, Patrícia. Eu já estava usando dois jalecos, um branco e outro azul. Quando vi que começariam a abrir as costas do garoto, comecei a colocar um outro preto por cima. Lembro-me que várias pessoas me chamavam, mas nenhuma acertavam meu nome. Até comentei com minha namorada: "será que virou moda errar meu nome?"
Quano eu estava colocando o jaleco preto, bateu o sino. Tirei todos os jalecos que eu estava usando e saí. Chegando em casa (que não era minha casa), descobri que esse garoto era meu filho (?). E que haviam vários Paparazzi atrás de nós para conseguirem fotos e informações (levando em conta que as asas do garoto estavam sangrando, devido às operações no laboratório), tanto sobre o garoto de asas quanto ao fato de ele estar sendo maltratado.

Creio que esse sonho tenha algo a ver com a música Amaranth, da banda Nightwish.