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This took place a few years ago maybe 2006.

Background: I am white and American and have had black friends but that's about it.

My dream had me as a young man about 21 walking on a typical street with my guy friends. I knew I was black and I could see my hands and also felt this was a dream. I knew my friends and all their peculiar aspects that make people different. I felt the freedom of dreaming and knowing it and being white and yet never being able to shout the word I did so now, "Yo nigga! Nigga nigga nigga!" My friends looked at me like I was really stupid like "whats your damage?" That was not what I expected, as a white person you come to fear that word lest you start a fight or be branded a racist. My friends continued walking down the street more discussing some crazy things this guy did. I was looking around at street lamps and random stuff so I could see the world through a black mans eyes, of course there was no difference. Then I started to float above my friends and looked down at them as one of them was getting all animated telling this story.
Then I was in a nice house, I was the same person and felt the same. My coat was no longer on and I was wearing a childish looking striped shirt and I was in a bedroom, my bedroom. I recognized it and yet knew I had never seen it before. I walked out of the room to look around. In the hallway a my sister [never seen this girl before and yes she was a black attractive girl maybe in her mid teens] came out of a room and started yelling stuff at me, she was really angry. I had never seen this girl before so I just stood there thinking of how strange this was getting. She stopped and waited for me to say something but before I could my mom walked in [yes another person I never have laid eyes on], "What is going on in here?" My sister yelled a lot that I was doing something to upset her. I was starting to identify with my new self and didn't want to say anything because I didn't want to say the wrong thing and make things worse. This was getting intense and I could feel my dad [he was a quiet guy but large, the strong silent type but the mom ran the show, and yes he is unknown to me, as a white man anyways.] My sister on a rampage yelled "BUT MOM???" I felt I had to get out of there and the dream, or whatever it was, faded. I woke up happy to be out of there but glad I had a new appreciation for the Afro-American experience.

18/12/2010

Lucid dream – OBE type exit

I went to bed very early at 8:00 because I had a headache and was very tired. I awoke from this dream experience at 8:57. The fact that I was dead tired probably helped me fall into a REM stage of sleep faster than usual.

Firstly I woke up with some fragments of a dream that I now forgot.

I went back to sleep doing a 3rd eye meditation. I started to feel a spinning sensation and soon I fell out of my body and on to my bedroom floor. I felt the floor boards against my back, I was laying on my back facing the ceiling. Suddenly I started getting pulled through the floor. I couldn't see anything it was all black. I felt as though I was being stretched.

I sprang back into my body like a rubber band. Stayed there for a while then started floating up towards the ceiling passed through the roof the sky was all blue, strange since it as night time. I started moving faster and faster, the suddenly 'landed' in my room in a fully lucid state.

I didn't bother with any reality checks as I already knew I was dreaming I opened my bedroom door, the house looked so real nothing was out of place, I suddenly had a bad feeling that maybe I wasn't dreaming. Since I was wearing nothing but my underpants. I quickly ran into the bathroom directly opposite my room. I looked in the mirror, my eyes were all red and swollen.

I must be dreaming my face looks too strange, I did a reality check of pushing my hand through the other one, it passed through with ease, phew I was dreaming. I looked at my hands in the mirror they were just a ball of skin/hands joined together.

I waked out and back into my room I put some cloths on just in case, I still wasn't totally convinced.( even if I did push my hand through the other one) I walked out into the living room my brother and his friend were watching TV the room was very different from real life so I knew I was dreaming.
I looked at her and said “ Come with me.”
She said “no I am with him”
“Of course you are, sorry I'll leave now:, and I headed out the back door.

Strangely my backyard was that of a house I lived in over a year ago. I was walking towards the front fence, it is a 6foot high steel fence, I thought I will just walk through it since I am dreaming So I did just that, but to my surprise the fence actually fell over.

I walked out to the road there were lots of cars driving by as if it were a main road. I decided to just walk out into the middle of the road and steal someone's car. A motorbike was approaching I though to myself cool this will be fun to ride around on. The bike stopped I signalled to the guy to get of, and take his helmet off, he obeyed but looked very sad. I was struggling to get the helmet on apparently I had something on my head not too sure.

While I was struggling another bike exactly the same pulled up and the guy from the first bike tried to get on his, I stopped him. “What are you doing, you can not take that bike:, I said to him. “I only just bought the bike”. “When did you buy it”,” yesterday lunchtime”. I fely really sad for stealing his bike so I gave it back.

I then woke up and was surprised to find I had only been asleep for less than 1 hour.

I attempted to do a WBTB. no alarm, just woke up after 8-9 hours of sleep. couldnt remember a thing. possibly to marijuana. then i took a GNC big 100 vitamin containing 100mg of choline, B6 and B12.

so i stayed up for an hour, showered, ate, read dreamviews, then got back into bed nice and cozy, and tried to fall asleep. for the next hour or so i drifted in and out of consciousness but still no dreams. eventually, the images my mind would create while i was trying to fall asleep and then i finally drifted into a dream, but in the dream i still had a feeling of longing to have a dream. in fact i thought they were still pre-sleep images. i was on a dirty industrial boat with my friends and two of them jumped off. i spat my gum down at them, laughed, climbed up to the top deck and accidentally hit my friend's GF in the boob with my foot.
"owwwww"

"haha sorry, but atleast that didnt hurt me"

they stared for a second and then got the joke.

then i woke up, but it felt more like i consciously decided to ignore pre-sleep images, and just lie still with my eyes closed as i practiced the night before. but i moved my body to adjust my position. i then realized, DEILD !!! so i visualized myself back on the boat. and within 3 seconds... i felt like i was being sucked in, everything kidn of faded to black, and i heard "the ringing" which sounds like an extremely loud and distorted dubstep noise. i got so startled that my heart started beating too fast, and i aborted the mission.

Geology Trip

I am on a geology trip with some other students. There is much that I cannot remember, but we end up on a ledge looking out over a ravine. There is a rainbow that can be seen caused by some spray coming off of a waterfall. Some students believe that at the end of this rainbow, there is a great mineral specimen. I realize that the rainbow is just an illusion, as you can move it by walking backwards.

The professor points down into the ravine, and shows us a tunnel. We are going to go into the tunnel. Somehow, I am helpful in doing this.

December 8th

I was crawling through the streets of Africa, I was hiding from nothing. I went into a dance pad to see the girl I like in the arms of my friend. I unleashed a massive payload laying down every person in the room.

I then escaped noticing a lot of blacks looking at me, admiring me becuase I just shot up a bunch of white dudes in the Dance Pad. The next thing I remember I was driving the car below and racing it against someone.



As I was racing in labs, the car disappeared and I realized that I was running . Then I stopped and found my dad waiting for me in a near by bush. We went to play baseball, only to find a kid I know beating up another kid in the sandlot.

Then the scene changes and I heard about some assassination during WW2. The guy who did this was kept in prison and died at the age of 42.

The scene goes blank and I find myself wandering through different floors of my school. I remember entering a floor and have people yell at me saying it was forbidden.

I enter my Spanish class and sat down with my students. My teacher said we were working in groups; so I got paired with a Devil, Zombie, and a ghoul which looked similar to the one below.


It was crazy and I forgot to do a reality check. I ran out of the classroom and remembered drinking from a water fountain. As I was drinking I jammed the water fountain. Then it started to over flood and the water turned into eggnog and cappuccino. I remediable seeing a chess board in my dreams and playing against a man who said he was trapped in the dream world for 7 years. I immediately did a reality check but woke up instantly. This was a really crazy dream.

This whole adventure stared with a normal dream that I can't remember the details of, and lead into a false awakening.

I woke up the same place I had fallen asleep, on the couch, to my roommates L and S and S's family getting home from the Chinese New Year Parade. I turn to tell S my dream, but in stead she mocks me for falling asleep instead of doing my homework. I told her I didn't plan to sleep for long, and she asked when the paper was due on the story I was reading. I told her there was no such paper, I just had to read the story. She gave me the face of "sure there is no paper" and began to walk away. I decided to write my dream into my dream journal and that reminded me to do a reality check.

I pinched my nose shut, closed my mouth and was able to take a full breath. "Oh my God! I am dreaming" I say with excitement. For awhile I was just nerding out that I knew I was dreaming and the dream began to shift. I looked through the house and saw sections missing. Not like the walls just weren't there, but a loss of detail in the dream. I if I had painted white over it with photoshop. Not many of the things in the room were retaining their detail. I thought it might be because I was not able to retain all the information within my conscious mind.

I began to wonder what I should do. I could do anything. I turn to see my roommates S and M on the couch. I turn to M and say "hi" in a silly way. (It almost a ritual irl to keep saying it over and over each time getting more silly) She turns and looks at me with a blank, neutral stare. Clearly not interested in socially interacting with me. I am not phased (for I am used to that irl) I say hi again in an even more ridiculous way. She smiles and says hi back, waving in a cute way. I start to tell her that I am in a dream. I decided not to try and convince her she is not in a dream, I just feel like I needed to tell someone . I open my mouth to speak, and words come out in a soft raspy whisper. It was very similar to loosing your voice. I thought of a speech from a brain scientist I say on TED.com where she has a stroke and is analyzing herself from the inside out. There is a particular part where she is unable to understand language that reminded me of it. (which I found interesting upon awakening that I was drawing from my rl memories) I try to talk a bit longer and words become a bit clearer, but I decide to move on to try other things before my dream collapses.

I turn to see M's computer in the living room. It is playing mabinogi (her fav MMO RPG) by itself. I think, that maybe she is just set on follow, since we have made the mistake before, but at a closer look it is actually fighting and wining. After deciding that that was awesome I step away from the screen to find that nearly the entire living room has disappeared. I feel exhausted, and I begin to have trouble focusing my eyes. I decide to concentrate, and begin to think of what everything looks like so that nothing collapses. It did not take long for me to feel back to normal and for the house to be restored. I again decide to move on.

As if to answer the question of what to do next I begin to float in the middle of the room. I smile, totally thrilled, because that is the main reason lucid dreaming is appealing to me, flying. I continue to float until I bump lightly into the ceiling. I giggle at the amateur nature of my flying, but decide to try anyway. I open the window, and begin to soar into the peaceful, foggy city of San Francisco. I almost start to cry I am so happy. I am lead into another false awakening.

I wake up on the couch again to everyone coming home and I begin to tell S about my lucid dream. She does not seem as excited as I expected, but I am having trouble telling the story because I am super hot and fumbling over my words. I feel sick and she seems to think I am also. She makes the comment that if I ever think she looks like she might be sick it is because I am sick. I remember saying that earlier (not irl) and realize I must be running a fever. I am unable to move most of my body very far, so I ask her to help me up. She grabs my hand and pulls me to a sitting position, but I only fall back down again because I can not keep my body erect. I try to get off the couch, only to sort of slither with my blankets onto the floor. I still can't move. S then asks me bout my lucid dream. I tell her about how I did a reality check. I actually went through the motions, but purposely left space so that I could really breathe. (I wish I hadn't because then I would have known that I was dreaming ). After I explain about how the world was not there, it seemed like it had been photoshoped away, she begins to say how I am sick because I am working to much, and how I need to slow down, yada yada yada. I begin to defend myself and wake up on the couch.

I do a reality check immediately to find I am awake.

No, it wasn't scary but I do remember seeing a yellow spacecraft. It had magnets to get cars with. I was confused because I wondered why every car that it passed didn't go up there with it. It was pretty much a dark dream.
I then dreamed of flying and having se...a wonderful time with some cute guys, and girls!? I know that's weird.
I flew with rocket boots, that were white and blue. I flew so far that I "escaped from the dream" and went to an all dark place, and I expierenced the sensation of flying, with endless possiblilties. I asked for my dream guide, because I recalled my dream goals. "Dream guide!" I sort of commanded, but I saw a man with a coat covering his face, well imagined him from another dream. I thought Allison was my dream guide, but I guess this one was. He didn't come meet me yet, I guess I am not ready to meet him, or that wasn't really my dream guide. I noticed, two DCs tried to stop me from having a certian "thing" with these other cute dudes, but I told them to backoff, because it was a dream and I didn't care about them. I have been more violent with my DCs lately because they annoy me with their concerns over the fake world. In a pervious lucid, a dumb Monkey/sheep thing was driving a car and used its powers to become bigger and defeat me. "I don't think so! You can't beat ME in dreamworld!" I said as I increased in size, so huged that I broke out of my dream and entered SP. (I must've been REALLY angry.) It was the weirded SP ever. Back to the weird dream, I was so used to being lucid, I just did "whatever."
I had another lucid when I slept with a guy in a weird stall. It was fun lol! idk why my dreams have been about that, lately, it's not like it's even my Dream Goal!!
So I have had alot of lucids in the past few days, and they're all weird. It might be the fruit I'm eating? Also, the Lion King song "I Just Can't Wait to be King" was stuck in my head, so that might've come up in the dream. And in my lucid dream, I dreamt I was having a lucid dream, but I went in the dream and knew I was dreaming. It was like a false awakening, I was highly aware.

19.02.2011

Mario, Allison, and Batman (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The dream starts as i walk along the sidewalk in my very own neighborhood and we are head to my house as we pass Mario's. I notice and point out to my mom that i saw Mario grap the neck of one of his co-workers and throw him or injure him. I insisted on the fact. As we got closer to the house i noticed that across the streett Allison has cleaned out and reorganized her house so there was a giant dumpster out on the lawn. I went over to it and looked through it as i noticed Allison was across the street talking to another neighbor. I looked through the dumpster and saw an old Batman toy. I picked it up and noticed it was a thin, floppy piece of rubber, and the feet had places where you could put your fingers and make it look like it was walking. I tried it out and Allison and whoever she was talking to started laughing and it was really funny. Then all of us were standing together in Allison's yard, when all of the sudden Mario and his two sons came over and stood there with us. We must have been talking about slaves or seomthing because on of them said, "Slaves are a group!" That didn't need to make sense, but regardless we agreed. Then mom noticed a series of scars on Mario's arm and asked him what they were from. Then he told a story of how he was doing work and when they finish everyone gets together for relax time when the day is over. He said that his boss got angry at him and took away the privelage of him being able to hang out with them in the relax toime after work. This caused him to get angry and lash out at him and they got into a fight and that's how he got the scars.
This part of the dream ended and kind of transitioned onto the next dream.

I shouldn't even categorize this as lucid. But technically it was an LD.

I'm standing in the Freeman Hall elevator and something seems a little off. I do my RC and realize I'm dreaming, so I rub my hands together because thats supposed to "stabilize the dream." I immediately wake up. FML.

However, I had a pretty funny dream later on last night. I was eating lunch in the dining hall with some people and decide I have to get to class. I go to the elevator, push the up button and look at what floor the elevator is on. Here's the thing about the elevators in Freeman Hall. If you value your life you do not go anywhere near those things. They are a death trap and you should only be on one if A. Your water just broke. or B. You have to shit and the turtle is already poking its head out. With that said, I'm watching the floor number go down and finally it gets to 1. Instead of stopping, it keeps going into the basement. I wonder whats going on and my question is answered when the floor number is replaced by a depth reading of how far the elevator is plummeting into the earth. Eventually it comes back up, except when the door opens, the elevator is literally ON ITS FUCKING SIDE and bouncing all over the place. I decide to take the stairs.

Dream - Lucid - AP

I was outside, not sure where. It was nighttime. I was with my friend Elliot. Apparently we were dating again. We had sex at some point.

Then, I was in some store, I think it was supposed to be Old Time Pottery. I picked up some weird ceramic vase thing that had a lid on it. I put it down, and the one next to it, which was wooden, broke. I knew I was going to have to pay for it since I broke it. A short Indian-looking lady who worked there came up to me and said "You're probably just high again." I told her no, I wasn't, and she laughed. In the dream, I was actually coming down from being high.

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I was in my high school choir again, and we were doing I musical. I couldn't remember much of anything, so I missed some of my cues, and had to look at the people around me to get the choreography right. I remember at one point, the choir teacher, who is actually my college choir teacher in waking life, stopped us to say something about our performance and said something about the audience. I think it was because we were messing up so much. I remember hearing that we had a 6 o' clock and a 7 o' clock show. I didn't want to do both.