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So I had an interesting dream last night. Here goes...

I am riding in a car with a person that I do not know. We are driving up to this small cul-de-sac high up on a hill in the middle of a city. There are 4 or 5 nice suburban looking houses on the right as you pull in, and then on the left is a giant wooden mansion with a clock tower in back. I ask the person I'm riding with "Wow, whose house is that?" The man simply stated "I think you know". (Now at this point I remember thinking to myself that I actually did know something about this house. I was thinking, I have dreamed about this house before I am pretty sure. But after that tiny thought I lost any semblance of lucidity for the remainder of the dream.)

So we pull up to the side of the house, and the entire side is completely burned through. I get out of the car and walk into the house, which also looks like it had been in a fire, except for the curved staircase along the far side of the wall. I do remember that I had an ever so slight feeling of something not being right, but it wasn't enough to stop me from proceeding. As far as I can remember, a younger girl appeared at some point walking around in the house, probably somewhere between ages 16-19. I remember vividly she was absolutely beautiful, but I cannot recall a single detail about her appearance. Through talking to her I discovered that she was a ghost, but she appeared as if she were a normal living person. I do also remember at no point being afraid of her.

At this point the dream skips, and suddenly there are two houses where the mansion once stood. On the left, there is a run down looking wooden house but it still has the clock tower. On the right is a nicer, newly built suburban looking home that is very similar to the others I described before. So I went into the nicer house on the right, and the ghost girl was there again. The dream skips slightly at this point as well, but I distinctly remember walking upstairs with the ghost girl thinking "Boy I hope my wife doesn't find out about this". So we proceed to go upstairs and have sex, and it was pretty vivid. I won't go into details (for obvious reasons), but one detail I will provide (as it is the only tie in to what I will type about my background below) is there was a television involved. We didn't watch anything on it, but the TV itself was involved in the "activities" so to speak. Then I woke up.

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Ok, so a couple of things that I am more curious about than others...what was with the clock tower? Absolutely nothing happened with it in the dream, but it was distinct enough that I remember noticing it and commenting on it to myself in my head twice in the dream. And two, why would I be having sex with a teenage ghost girl?

Some background on me, I am 26, married and have a young son that is about 18 months. We have a very happy marriage with no relationship issues. We did have a conversation last night at dinner about getting rid of our TV though. We both agreed that we have been watching too much of it and we needed to do other productive things. I'm sure this is why the television appeared in my dream, but it was such a small part of my dream. I am really curious at where the other things in my dream came from.

Thank you all in advance for any help with this. I look forward to reading your responses and I will provide any other information necessary to make an interpretation of this dream.

Sunday, 3rd of March

Once again another shitty night where I remembered nothing. I woke at about 2AM I had a basic idea of a dream but then it faded and I fell asleep again, this is becoming annoying and frustrating. I need to keep positive though, it's just a matter of time, I suppose.

I must have forgot how this scenario started. I only remember becoming lucid and then remembering.

At the Target store, I was first lucid when I was walking around the mall at the furniture section. The store was set out so differently. Around this area, I found someone interesting me. She was a girl and she was all alone just looking at the items on the viewing tables. I wanted to try and kill her but there was something that just didn't feel right. I don't know what it was, so I left that area. I also remember rubbing my fingers on to one of the viewing displays to try and get a good feel from the lucid experience.

I walked back up front to the store where I found someone I just had to murder. She was someone whom I never met before. There were a lot of people around watching, but I didn't hesitate to strangle her with my bare hands.

I walked up to the woman, grabbed her and started beating her to death with my right hand. She showed no resistance against me but after a few hits, I stopped and remembered that I was still lucid and I could do some other good things. I let this woman go and slowly walked out to the front of the store. Walking out of the store was a little bit hard for me only because I usually lose lucidity when I walk in to new areas. It didn't happen this time though.

I walked outside under a big roof next to the store. There was really no where for me to go so I walked to a group of people sitting in a table in the area and started talking to them. We seemed to have a nice, friendly conversation, until a teenage girl walking towards me sat with the group.

Spoiler for Contains Sexual Activity:

This teenage girl, I looked at her and started feeling her. She loved my kindness, so she decided to unbuckle my pants' zipper and teased me by slowly massaging the lower part of my penis while slowly working her way up. It was pretty good and despite her not so well looks, it was still a nice tease. I also remember going in to the bathroom with someone and having sex but I don't remember it well.

I just woke up with a headache and my hair is irritating me!

I was supposed to me Jerimiah(friend) in the dream on a big grassy field. A few other people are supposed to meet up with us shortly to prepare for our first day working at the child care center. I couldn't remember who some of these other people on the field were. We eventually all met up with each other and started to perform activities together.

I could remember spending a bunch of time doing a lot of fun stuff with Jerimiah and these few other people, but I can't remember what exactly it was that we were doing. I had fun with them. It helped me get rid of the anxiety I had before I walked in to the child care center. I'm also really shy, so I felt like I was being forced to get the shyness out of me(my father put me in the class so I wouldn't stay at home all day).

We all soon had to get ready to leave each. Jerimiah asked out on who was willing to go to the care center and work with the kids. There were two other boys who volunteered, but I just waited until Jerimiah called out my name. I went. As for Jerimiah and the other couple people with us, they went back somewhere else. I followed the two other guys in to the care center building.

We soon entered the building and started seeing the teachers and children around. The teachers were staring and for the children, they were playing on the floor. The teachers looked at us all suspiciously as if we were up to something wrong. Nothing went wrong. I continued following the two boys and eventually walked in to a room in which we had to work in. We all sat on the floor while a teacher was speaking and waited there patiently until the dream ended.

Dream 1(fragment):

There was some indoors area and i was dodging traps.

Dream 2:

I can't quite recall start of the dream, but i was in the village of some kind with family, we had to move somewhere so we transformed into various birds, i was duck. We flied through a bunch of areas including some sort of forest and cave and the physics were somewhat weird, it felt weird too, like though transformation was full it didn't felt full and i was sorta feeling both forms at same time or something, not sure. As we reach our destination, dream skips.
I was with my family again and we were in some shack near sea. We had to go somewhere again and i was finishing some stuff on my PC. I was playing minecraft or some similar game apparently, and it was weird in a way that i could use any login data. I had really long nick and password so i was worrying that i forget it, i changed password to "aaaaa"...
I got distracted from PC and had some discussion about anime, can't recall it but after it i watched new episode of some anime which i can't recall as well and then got back to my PC. I decided to check save data in that minecraft game, i needed it for some contest that would be going on in place we was moving to now. My player character was in nether village of some kind and there were also other player characters(I guess it was MMO), i especially recall some player looking like female version of steve combined with some sort of fire/lava slug(and by that i mean it was literally two different models in one). The houses were made of nether brick and there were no nether mobs in area apparently. I went to some secret spot and started digging out something that i hide there. It was an orange-colored cow, and i planned to use it for that contest somehow. I got interrupted by dad asking what's that for and i got annoyed and started explaining that it's for 'hilarity' and something related to memes.
Back in minecraft game i was hiding cow back into secret area and setting up summoning word that would be easy to remember(can't recall what was it). Then i was just exploring nether village for a bit. I exited and next on my todo list was to make sure that windows drivers are fine for moving. Then dad was quite worried that drivers that we get after moving might be not compatible with windows 7, but i was getting annoyed and telling that it's non-sense. We were about to move but i forgot login info again somehow so i had to quickly check it. Dream ended shortly.

Yesterday

#1 - He's really a nice guy, just trying to make a living.... [Non-Lucid]

At first I was at a family party in this dream, and I was playing a Legend of Zelda game with my cousin K. I remember seeing Link wearing some kind of crazy golden armor (maybe based on the one in Twilight Princess? I can't remember what it's called right now...), but then the TV screen started to envelope us and the game plot was actually happening to me instead of me controlling Link. K, the grim reaper, and I were at some kind of odd opening up to an ocean located under a building of some kind, there was no shore or anything like that. I believe there was some kind of ship visible off in the distance, and the grim reaper had given me a fishing pole and was trying to get me to use it to catch a test target he had placed in the water a bit further out from us. I almost got it but not quite, but then I decided to get up and go explore the area behind us instead, and when I didn't find much I logged off and my perspective zoomed back out to being at the party. This next part I have no idea about because I can't remember what it means, this is just what I wrote down in my notes when I woke up:

"Also, I misinterpreted some weird rules about reality thinking that any wrong move reverted you to a past state, but it turned out I was a little wrong about it and it wasn't quite so bad, but I can't remember exactly how...."

Your guess is as good as mine, but it sounds intense lol. After that, I woke up.

#2 - What if it is all a game? [Non-Lucid]

I was again playing as Link, this time specifically from Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time, but the perspective was different than either in the previous dream. It was that effect where the TV screen takes up your entire field of vision... so you're really just moving the character with your mind and perceiving them as yourself, but you still see them from behind in third-person and perceive it like you're using a controller on some level. What's odd about this dream is that I started out in a Super Mario 64-like map, and I was even looking for stars to collect, but at one point I got stuck at the edge of a map and ended up clipping through the ground. And I fell down into a N64-eqsue rendered version of my house and backyard, and specifically into the corner of the swimming pool.

From this point on I also had a permanent walk-through-walls effect, along with a slightly increased and slightly unrealistic-looking walking speed. I walked around my house a bit and just had fun moving through walls and admiring how surreal this all was (because it was REALLY well done and very video gamey) and I saw a NPC incarnation of a younger version of my friend M walking to the backyard in a one-piece bathing suit. I walked around her for a bit, and then I went back to the pool. I walked into it and it was much deeper than normal, and there was this guy fish thing (don't ask me, it's in the notes lol) and a weird three-pointed Mario star that was made up to sort of resemble a fish, and then somehow this all became an American Dad! episode.

I believe it showed Avery Bullock, and he had payed for these freaky fish tattoos on his eyes and he was able to do this creepy stare with them and transform into a huge fish himself, the whole thing was very psychedelic. I remember this surprising at least Stan, Francine, and Steve. Then the whole thing just turned into a still third-person view of scrolling through bottom of a wiki page and seeing some Pokémon pictures, with the only one really standing out being some unidentifiable red thing and a Marill.

Today

#1 - So who the hell was he, anyway? [Non-Lucid]

I was again at a family party, and I had barricaded myself in my room for some reason, though it wasn't my actual room. I had a ton of stuff shoved against the door to keep it closed, but then (probably based on watching too many comedy shows), my cousin P just opened the door easily, because it opened in the other direction, and pushed it all aside and walked in. Cue a "Well... shit." As P walked in, so did some guy who I'm not sure was a real person, because he's just as a blurry and impossible to remember the look of as any other random non-lucid DC is for me. But at the time, I was convinced that this was someone who I hadn't seen since we were kids, like he and my cousin were childhood friends or something and I just stopped seeing him when they stopped hanging out as much or something like that, and we were both doing the whole "wow, you've really grown up" thing. We seemed pretty friendly with each other, so I guess in the context of the dream we had been close in the past. The three of us just kept hanging out in my room, and at one point P became my friend M when I wasn't paying attention, I think not long after we all looked out the window and saw a lot of snow on the ground and in the streets (and we were in the second floor, which my house doesn't have).

The whole time the guy and I were getting pretty involved in our conversation and starting to get pretty touchy-feely. He was talking about how he'd gotten out of a relationship recently, and he was noticeably very horny. He kept getting really close and personal with me, hugging me from behind, leaning up against me, and etc. I was getting pretty worked up myself, and the tension was getting really thick. We weren't saying anything but it was really obvious, and I remember M seeming kind of annoyed about it and thinking that there was a reason, but I can't remember what it was now. After a while the party was starting to wind down and everyone was leaving and M pulled me aside to ask me not to do anything, but the guy overheard her and suddenly pulled out this video recording of him telling some kind of sob story. I think the video was saying something about how he used to be married, or at least something similar to that... and I remember it including the line "I wasn't always in high school.", but that's about it. M felt bad after that, and she was getting ready to leave. I was thinking that I had to go stay at my aunt's house overnight for some reason so I was going to say something, but then I just randomly realized that I actually wouldn't have to, so I forgot about it. When M left, everyone but the guy was gone, so we locked ourselves in my room and I could feel the tension increasing to a breaking point... and then I woke up.

God damn it.

#2 - If only real matches were as intense as this! [Non-Lucid]

I was playing some kind of Super Smash Bros. kind of game with M and her boyfriend D. We played some normal rounds first, and then somehow I managed to pick Axel from Disgaea 2 as my character. I also managed to get us to play on some intense demon altar stage. I don't remember exactly who they were playing as (I want to say that M was playing as maybe Princess Zelda or Peach, and that maybe D was playing as a character on a horse?), but I think it might have changed over time, too. The sucky part about this dream is that it was actually really vivid and intense, but the action was so crazy and fast that I still barely remember any of it. I remember I was riding a horse at one point as well, and we had the capability to use some incredibly cheap tricks like hypnosis to win the battle. It was crazy! As the dream started falling apart, the scene became a third-person view of a cartoon show and Axel had become Popeye. He was saying something weird or trippy, but I can't remember what it was now, and then I woke up.

3/1/13 Friday bed time 1:45am - 9am.

Was watching rerun of The Americans. Was suppose to be going till 3:30am. I was contemplating to finish watching it and then start on a work, that just arrived (I work over internet). Decided to go to sleep instead and start work in the morning.

3 long and detailed dreams at 9am.

DR 1
I'm in a larger room with lots of people. Older gentlman tells me he needs to go to Coronado and asks if it's thataway. I tell him no, it's by San Diego. I take him to a large map on the wall. I show him we are here at Fashion Island. He can take a 5 or PCH. It was 2pm and he had enough time to get there by 5pm, when he was suppose to be there. I ask someone to confirm that he will make it on time.

After we are done, I take the map down, fold it, but someone hands it to someone outside of the bus (I'm on a bus now). I tell them no, that's my map and show them my hadwritten notes with pencil on top of the map and I take it back.

DR 2
I'm with a group of friends. They walk away a few feet and start singing a limerick about how stupid google chromebook is, because it's made in China from parts made in CzechoSlovenia. I get pissed at them and complain to someone - you think they are friends but they are not. I thank them for being dicks and insulting my country. (I did research that laptop before bed IWL)

DR 3
This was a first dream, and I remember the least from it.

We are filming and I play a part. We are taking different shots and takes. It's a fun and easygoing athmosphere.

-Dild? FA?

No idea how I became lucid but I started in my bedroom like a WILD. Did no reality checks or stabilizing, just jumped through my ceiling and flew out to my backyard. it was cloudy out and on my garage roof there was a girl sitting. I flew closer and saw it was my girlfriend just sitting there smiling so I went and sat beside her. I started to go non lucid here. I just remember having an arm around her and talking and nothing else. very short poopy lucid

Standing on the road outside my old school, a man stood with a gun pointed to my face. I had friends around me, trying to discourage the man from shooting me. The man tried to keep his self-control, but had to take his rage out on something. He fired two bullets off into the dog by my friend's feet. The friend sunk to her knees to catch the dog before it hit the ground, and started wailing. The man ran off and I swore to take revenge. Next thing I know, I'm stalking him down the street. The man crosses a crosswalk and we end up inside a building formed like a long hallway, but split up in rooms. I catch up to the man and put the gun in his mouth. As I'm about to pull the trigger however, I realize there are a lot of people looking at us. I take the gun out of his mouth and drag him along to find a room rid of people. We pass a group of people who were waiting for something and therefore staring at us. They seemed a year or two younger than me. We get into a room that looks like a theater. I point my gun to his face, ready to blow his head off. A girl behind me grabs my leg with what I can only explain as two long bamboo sticks. Imagine taking a scissor again paper, turning the scissor sideways and trying to cut. It doesn't cut through the paper - it bends the paper. That's what happened to my leg. The girl said that the man was her cousin, and told me to drop the gun. That scissor thing was uncomfortable as hell, so I did what she said. I left the room in shame. A pretty cute-looking blonde girl with freckles from the group of waiting people called me and stroke up a conversation with me. I went over and sat next to her to talk. I noticed a lot of plastic cups and a jug of water on the table in front of us, so I leaned in to grab a cup. I put it down to the table to allow for pouring water in it, but turns out there was water in it, which splashed up everywhere. I burst out laughing when she yelled the Danish equivalent of "you dick!" Still laughing I responded "that was not on purpose."

Dream recall last night was poor again, but remember one dream which was lucid.

At the start I'm back home at my sister's talking to her neighbours about work and the benefit system, which isn't helping them out. It's a bit of a mix up because the characters are in real life families that come to the wildlife centre I volunteer at. I'm vague on what happened next, but I think I false awoke and decided to go back to 'sleep' to go directly into a dream again - I didn't shut my eyes, just lay down and ended up in another part of the dream.

I'm vague again on the next bit, but a little while (maybe 30s-2mins) into the lucidity I decided to get tactile (even tho the dream was stable in its own right). I rubbed my hands together and I'm suddenly rubbing a girl up with a blue dress on. (Given my matress sheet is similar in colour, would this have been symbolic of me rubbing the bed in real life? Surely my body was paralysed at that stage?). Anyway I snogged the girl, which didn't really behave exactly like real snogs I've had (probably because I don't do it enough and need lessons, lol - for instance I had a 2nd date today with a girl I'd kissed on Sat last, the first kiss since Aug 2012). I false awoke from that, did a reality check - my finger never went through my hand but I could tell from the groginess I was dreaming still. I was in a clasroom tidying up. I was getting annoyed/tired until it occured to me to use some dream magic and automatically clear it up - rather than picking things up I rubbed them out (felt a bit rubbing stuff out on an image file using editing software) and cleared up in no time. Last thing I remember was hearing the voice of a teacher from secondary school, as I brought a pile of books to a desk in the corner (which looked more like a kindergarten/nursey/playschool than his classroom) and debating with him whether or not a concept was covered in his Business studies class or in Economics.

What is intriguing is that I feel my technique is close to fruition. My routine is 25 mins of meditation prior to bed - it can either be standard meditation saying an anchor word like 'MARANATHA' or, in accordance with a lucid dreaming video I did, where your anchor is pretending you're comfortable in bed and in a lucid dream saying the phrase 'I am lucid the world is vivid'. I follow this with the second video, a subliminal induction video. The tricky bit I do at the end is saying affirmations as I fall asleep like 'I will have lucid dreams' and 'When I dream, I will becom lucid'. The issue is that I was too intense previously and couldn't get to sleep easily. The trick this time, particularly this morning was to say the affirmations 10-20 times, then drift asleep. I'm not sure what worked/didn't but will discuss this at one of my lucid dreaming forums in London tomorrow. Something tells me there's one or two things that can be trimmed out of the routine, but that I've got something good going.

I was in this room with a bunch of nerds. There were beds, I guess it was their barracks. Then things from halo reach started to appear in my dream. Me and this guy Jordan were actually in the game. We were Spartans. We were dressed up in the armor. Where we were, was the side of a steep hill in the desert. There was this place that led through a canyon. And from that canyon, came some covenant. Me and him blasted through the covenant for fun. The covenant’s plasma guns didn’t penetrate the armor. The wraiths shook us up a little. Then on the other side of this canyon wall, we found a huge city. There was UNSC and covenant warships battling over the city. We progressed along into the suburbs of the city. Then we got to this military base. There was no one there. We both cleared out some rooms, but no covenant were there either. We thought it was a trap. Then I come across the same room in the barracks that I described earlier. I t was dark, and nobody was there. One room in particular I had a eerie feeling about. I opened the door slowly. There was another fully armored Spartan. I almost shot him by accident. So this guy told me his name was Emile S-239. This guy had a skull looking thing on his face. Ok, so then I went into another room, and there was a door. This girl walked by and opened it, and said: “You have 28 days.” The dream then faded. This concludes my dream.

I entered this menthol lucid via an in-dream WILD but never picked up on the fact that I had entered from a dream. I also got completely fooled by a false awakening, not waking up for real until long after the dream had ended. Because of that, a lot of the LD is pretty scrambled, including a couple possible Task of the Month attempts. Still, this one's filled with amusing little tidbits.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #71: Fooled

I am wandering in my house during the day, thinking about lucid dreaming. I decide to visit DreamViews (on my Kindle?), starting with the Task of the Month thread.

I see a post from PennyRoyal and suddenly remember that I'm supposed to be making him a fake ID. I remember that he badly needs this ID and I'm way, wa behind on producing it. (Needless to say, this is not true!) Being on DV and getting reminded of this task I'm putting off makes me feel like a slacker and a procrastinator, so I close the site.

I sit on the floor of the living room and pick up a strange comic book with moving pictures. The hero, a billionaire similar to Bruce Wayne, does a parkour safety vault over a railing onto the front porch of his mansion. I watch the move replay over and over, thinking about how I should find a spot to learn the safety vault near the house or the office.

Eventually I decide that maybe I should just practice this vault myself in a lucid dream. I lay down on the floor of the den to attempt a WILD and instantly emerge standing in the living room of my house! I gloat to myself about what a stud I've become at WILD. I rub my hands together and walk into the kitchen.

There's a man standing in the kitchen and after conversing with him, I learn that he needs a sword. I conjure one into my right hand. The sword is awesome and looks just like the one He-Man uses. I give the sword to the DC, but he looks disappointed. He complains that "it's not a magic sword." This annoys me, so I tell him that if he wanted a magic sword then he should have asked for a magic sword. He hurls himself on the ground and throws a massive tantrum, bawling, rolling around, and kicking his feet like a toddler. (This may have been me granting a DC a wish, but I do not remember properly asking the question, so I will not count this as a Task of the Month completion.)



Annoyed, I walk away from the DC. I look for the note that I left myself for TotM. I don't know whether I find it, but the dream destabilizes somewhere inside the house and I have a false awakening that puts me back lying on the floor of my den. I think about writing the dream down, but I'm distracted when I look over at our couch and have sexy thoughts about doing stuff with Wife on it. I'm surprised by how vivid my imagination is right now. I vaguely remember consuming menthol, but when? (I had peppermint tea at WBTB.) Is menthol why I'm thinking about happy happy fun time?

Then I have another memory of recently eating popcorn. (Also true, right before bed.) I realize that I have one of those annoying little popcorn hulls stuck between my two front teeth. I absentmindedly conjure a box cutter into my right hand and use it to pick the hull out of my teeth.

I finally remember to write the lucid dream down. I open up some sort of notebook to write the dream down but it's just filled with Wikipedia pages. These Wikipedia pages contain hyperlinks that respond to my touch, so I surf around for a while reading about stuff. I think about how much you can learn these days without even talking to anybody. I wonder how we introverts used to learn before the internet. Oh yeah, I think, there were always books. I happily surf Wikipedia for a while, and I remember nothing after that.

The setting was old historical, renaissance I think. There were many people in the room, but I couldn't see all of them for whatever reason. I just knew there were people behind me, but I couldn't see them.

My family in the dream was seated at one end of this huge table. My brother and I sat next to each other on one side and our mother and father on the other. We were at the castle because our parents had begged a word with the prince. The prince sat in a throne against the wall closest the head of our table, where we were. His people stood on both sides of him and near the exits of the room. I got the sense that the people behind me were his too.

Father began speaking to him of a child that was his in our family, my brother to be exact. He said he would no longer raise the child as his own because it wasn't. The prince should take him.

The prince declined saying what good is the son of a common woman. Did my mother think she was the only common woman to bear him children? There were many children in this kingdom from the prince's loins, but he would not lay claim to any. All women should thank him for blessing them with his seed.

Mom shrieked at him. Begged him to take my brother and give him work or teach him something. The prince wasn't having it. He ordered for us to be killed.

We ran, all of us. My parents pushed away my brother saying no, he's not coming, let him to die. That's the way they said it, let him to die. I grabbed hold of my brother's hand and looked him in the eye. I said, "You're still my brother. You will always be my brother. I don't care whose son you are."

Together we ran, nearly tripping over things our parents had thrown down behind them.

I was in the old grocery store from my hometown with my brother, whom I had not seen since I was 18. He's been away for a long time, but he was there in the dream with me. We were buying a few things to go home and make a meal. I could see the isles very clearly and the items on the shelves. I can remember the cute little blonde working the register as we got ready to leave. I went ahead to the car. While I was in the parking lot, a starving white tiger snarled and came out from behind one of the parked vehicles, a white van.

I knew the tiger was hungry and looking for its next meal and found me. I backed away, putting a few of the vehicles between it and I, to where it couldn't see me. I wasn't stupid, I knew it could hear and smell me, but I knew it was important that it not see me getting away as I edged nearer the building.

The tiger rounded the corner and growled. As it began to circle me, I turned with it, keeping my back away. I made a lot of noise and acted bigger than it was, thinking maybe it would work like with bears. I knew it was too hungry to care, but I had to try something to keep what was sure to come from happening. But no, the tiger stood on its hind legs and swatted at me and I kicked it. So help me, I was fighting a friggin' tiger. Nobody was trying to help me, everyone was tucked away safe, except me. I remember thinking that very clearly. Followed by some not so nice thoughts about all those people, who were standing there recording it on their phones. I don't even think anyone called for help.

Anyway, there I was fighting this tiger. Yes, FIGHTING! A tiger! I remember thinking of all the stupid things I've done in a dream, this is the most exciting. It gave me strength. It kept me going. The tiger clawed up my leg pretty bad and decided to pounce. As it was airborne, I dropped to my back and pulled both my legs up ready to kick it. Time slowed. And I nailed it. Knocked the wind right out of the poor thing and me too. Even emaciated, it was huge, but I remember thinking the paws were too small.

I was able to think logically within the dream, but certain aspects of the dream were totally unrealistic, like being in the same old grocery store that had closed down, a white tiger in small town Tx, and me winning a fight with a hungry tiger.

i had a 9 h sleep and 4 DILDs last night ! they were all very short ( max 1 min ). my mean is 2 DILDS per week and usually very short.

the first one i got lucid after a DC said « what if this is dream ?». i asked him to remind me again in next dreams , but he didnt so far



i was in bad shape ( insomnia, being harsh to my self for not noticing clear dreamsigns...and so on ). previous night i slept for 3,5 hours, then insomnia came and i spent the rest of night trying to WILD and giving up to hypnagogic hallucinations.

i changed my atitude last night, i decided to focus on dream recall ( this was my first goal when i started LD ) so not to put much pressure on myself, and tried a dzochen technique ( fall asleep while imagining the A letter on the centre of the body ) depicted in «dream yoga and the practice of natural light».

Also during my day i was more aware ( counting footsteps when walking, counting breaths when quiet, starting from zero after some count or situations like doorways; for short periods, imagining everything as if i was lucid dreaming ). it makes a lot of sense to me that if i just go by daydreaming, lost in thoughts and not noticing life around, this mindset is carried into sleep too. i wonder if you can be a good lucid dreamer without lucid living..may be but i don't want that to myself..i want both

today i will do the same thing, without expecting the same results ( which is already a challenge in itself )