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#178 - 4:13AM - WILD/DILD - 1 of 3

I focused on my face and body and fell away very quickly. This WILD was very different as I had no vibrations or OBE like experience. I watch the dream form and find myself standing in the kitchen. I feel really wobbly and the scene variies in darkness and clarity. I lay down on the kitchen counter and wait for the dream to finish forming. That was a bad idea because I fall straight into a false awakening.

The bedroom light comes on and my ex-wife was out of bed. She is holding needles and tubes that look like something from the plasma center. She is totally freaking out and goes on about taking two hydros and a B6. I ask her, "what are you talking about?"
Then she tells me, "I took all of the hydros and I have a drug test in the morning for school."
I feel confused. She's already been through the police academy but I guess she has some other class. I realize the implications of a cop failing a drug test but I am so tired that I just want her to stop whatever she's doing.
As if she was reading my mind she says, "Do you think I like having to do all this?" She holds up the large needles and tubes and continues rambling.
I interrupt her, "Can we just talk about this in the morning?"
Suddenly she stops talking and, while holding my son, gets back into bed.

Seeing her with my son brings me back to lucidity. This is just all wrong and I feel a little sick to think I was still married to her. I remind myself that the woman next to me was not her. I feel very relieved at this and at this point I thought I had really woke up and maybe I did. I'm not sure. I go for DEILD but it seems that it came way too easy. I feel vibrations right away and then quickly fade. I focus on the back of my neck and they come back but only briefly. The transition was so quick that I was fooled by another FA.

I see a light from a TV on in the room. There's a strange half partition with a 'window' next to the bed. On the other side is a large old TV and brown leather couch. My bedroom is so totally different than waking life but I catch on to none of it. All I can think was this messed up my DEILD and I need to turn it off.

I walk over to the TV. Even-though it looks like random words and images I recognize it as stats on my current Galantamine and DMAE levels. I paused at the TV for a moment looking for the remote but it's too dark to see by the light of the TV. Suddenly the lights came on (Thanks dream) and I look around. I see the bed and the lump under the covers on my wifes side. Daisy our dog is perched on top of her. I think about all of this for a second and let out a "Pffft" sound. I fell dumb for falling for this FA so easily. I rub my hands as a reality check. It feels vivid but a little numb like always. Yep that feels right. I open the bed room door and step out. I notice that I am coming out of the wrong side of the house. I can see the living room and the dining area but I am right next to the front door. Suddenly the lights go out. I say to the dream, "Light's please." Nothing happens but I hear a loud shushing sound coming from the table. I turn and find a working light switch. I look at the table but no one is there. I say, "Who's there?" I want to shout and scream and whatever it is but my throat feels blocked.

I am answered by another loud shushing sound but now it's coming from the bedroom behind me. Then the door starts to close and it pushes hard against me. I feel really scared now. "Who's who' who's", is all I can say. I feel like my ability to speak is fading away. I push hard on the door and get it open enough to look behind it but there is no one there. I feel really creeped out. But I'm laying on my right side not my left. I decide to bail rather than let the dream turn into a lucid nightmare and bolt out the front door.

Outside, there is daylight but the sky is overcast and gray. I'm fine with that. At least it's not dark I remember my task to summon Falkor and fly to China. I walk into the street and begin whistling. I try the two finger whistle like a cattle rustler but it sounds like too much air and is faint. I try several different styles of whistles but none of them sound right and I eventually settle on calling him like a dog. "Falkor, come on boy. Faaaallllkor!" I wait with full expectation but I don't see him. I tell myself to keep moving while waiting and calling. I know the dream always fades into something else or I wake up when I am too idle. I look to the southern sky behind me. There is a red star and a wide white streak. I tell myself that that is Falkor and ignore the red star. After a second I see the white streak begin to move like a fish swimming in the sea. I wait with anticipation as I see him begin to take on more detail and slowly work his way toward me. I notice that my feet have become painfully cold. Am I bare foot? No. I remember that I put my feet out of the covers when I rolled over during my WILD. I try to move my feet back in the covers and continue the dream. I feel like I was successful but at that moment, I suddenly and with out warning wake up.

Bully Beatdown

I was in the art hallway from my high school, though it was quite a bit distorted from how it looks in real life. I think classes were letting out, and it was the end of the day.
I noticed this kid (I'm not going to give his name) who is a bully at my school, as well as his posse of people, who were faceless and unfamiliar.
They walked past me and left me alone, and instead started picking on some girl. She was utterly defenseless and started crying. I tried to defend her and tell the bullies to bug off.
Somehow, one of them grabbed my backpack and all of them run off. I chase them down the hallway and around the corner.
Not long after we go around the corner, the hallway opens up into the school's main hallway. This part of the school was much more accurately recreated in the dream. When we got here, the posse of bullies split up. I continued going after the one who had my bag.
We came into the school common area, where everyone was having lunch. (I thought it was the end of the day.) It didn't matter, I was still chasing this kid. I focused in on him and there was a red marker over his head that was tracking him.
Just when I had thought I had lost him, I saw him behind a group of cheerleaders who were practicing. I had to duck and weave to make my way through the cheerleaders who were doing cartwheels and flips and stuff.
I found the kid that I had been chasing behind their group. He was sitting there completely out of breath for running and stuff. I took my backpack back and looked inside. Some of my notebooks were missing and the kid said he had passed them off to the other kids in his group.
After that, I made my way up to the school office, and I was really mad that nobody did anything about these kids. I described what had happened, and continued by telling the woman in the office that the school's anti-bullying policy is a load of bullsh*t.

Hovertank Battle

I was operating some kind of high tech hovering tank with a squadron of a few others. (The tank was operating in 3rd person view, I should probably say.) We were in some destroyed industrial looking city.
The others in my squadron said that they would hold off the enemy while I went in and defeated "the bad guy" whoever that was. I made my way through a narrow tunnel into this huge circular area. A bad guy came out on a stage, and gave a monologue. The bad guy was an old man. He then sent this hovering core type thing to attack me.
I had made some kind of attack plan for this thing, and the idea was to fire all of my tank's missiles right when the bad guy attacked and blow his thing up before he could do any damage.
The core was pure white, with some kind of blue eye on the front. It could hover.
I proceeded with my plan of attack. I fired my missiles as fast as I could and they started tearing apart the core. I remember the destruction looking very vivid and realistic.

Late

I had missed the bus to my tech school in high school. Someone was telling me that I should've left ten minutes ago.

Iron man (Old)


Me and some of my friends were going out to see Iron Man 3. We had just gotten to the theater and sat in out seats when an actual Iron Man suit blasted a hole in the wall of the theater and came down next to me.
From there, I somehow wound up inside the suit and was flying around over the city. It was nighttime so the view was not very impressive. Just a lot of lights. The dream wasn't very vivid.

Persons: Me and a friend/girl from school.

Location: Mexican stylish place, with small wooden walls. I dont particular remember the place from before, and the environment was not that detailed.

Lucid attained when: I looked at a sign. It looked like a class sign, there was something writen upon it. But when i looked away and up again, it all were changed. So i became lucid.

Thing(s) done lucid: I remember that a mirror appeared at one of the walls. As i already was lucid, i remembered how i had readen about how crazy and scary mirrors would be in lucid dreams. This couldnt hold me from exploring the mirror, so i did.
When i looked at the mirror, only the environment and baggrund appeared. But i was invisible and could not be seen.

How the dream ended: I could feel that the dream was fading at this moment, so i tryed to spin around and look at my hands. I felt i was going back into the dream some of the tryes, but as suddenly as i stopped spinning, my dream kept fading away. And so the dream ended.

How i woke up: I woke up suddenly, and i tried to remember the dream as much as i could. I realised that i just have had my first lucid dream, as i know of.

5/11/2013

I had my first lucid dream last night! using the DILD method i guess if you numbered your lucidity i was very low in the chart it was like i knew i was dreaming but didn't really have any control like i went along with what my sub-contiguous wanted. so here's the dream. So i was first in a party and the cast of vampire diaries were their(don't ask me!) and then i don't remember how but i was thrown out the window and bouncing off plastic terraces like you see outside small shops. that's when i realized i was dreaming. and became lucid then i don't remember what happened for a while and when i gained it again i was in the back on a van and on my way to high school(im only in middle school) Caroline from vampire diaries was driving. and then when we got to school we started to have a memorial service for someone in the gym. Then i had a false awaking and was with someone i don't know in real life and we were putting corn and pineapple in a van to be delivered somewhere then i woke up.

I was at home and was playing AI War, then i went to school from my past and was suggesting to start lucid dreaming class, there was some heavy discussion and then i started doing preparations for the class. Some people were interesting and were asking to teach them, others were asking if "It's legit". Then there was some dream recall discussion and i was really tired. I went back to home and started playing some other game, one of the levels looked like a gas station.

I am with five friends whom i don't recognize, they are downstairs where as i am in the canteen of steel mill with one friend, he is skinny and taller than me, also is his partially bald. he is talking with my other friends on the mobile and insisting them to come up so that we could carry all the plates. then one of my other friend came up and said "okay ia m here lets get it over with". the waiter of the canteen came to the skinny one and said should i make that order, he replied yes. He ordered 25 plates of curry and 5 roti with one big giant handi made of steel. he put the handi on the counter. The skinny one walked in the kitchen and was about to grab the handi but i warned him immediately. he didn't listen and grabbed it anyway, his hand got burned and he yelled.

There was something about a man playing the stock market. I also remember there were other dreams, but that's all I remember. I was exhausted when I went to bed early.

Slept longer and around 8am had another fragment: setting up a combined life insurance with friends of ours.

I somehow got a hold of one of my friend's friend's number. This friend of a friend was bald and was basically a Mexican Gang member dude. I had nothing in common with him, but had this urge to call his number anyway. I dialed the number, and when he answered I introduced myself. I asked him if he wanted to hang out and he was like "ok." After I made the phone call I regretted making the call, thinking "I don't even know this person, how can I hang out with him. I was at my grandma's house waiting for him, and he showed up in a low rider. I acted friendly, but he made an excuse and left. I felt relieved that we didn't hang out.

Leering Pervert
I'm cutting across a residential area with lots of trees between the houses. I can't remember why I'm doing it, something about going to a used book store and all the roads being congested. I'm soaked and dirty and I really want to dry off. I walk up to a house and look inside windows until I find the bathroom. It appears that they are occupied in other parts of the house, I push the window open and climb inside. As I'm doing that a woman walks in and, startled, asks me what I'm doing. I start guiltily.
"I just...could I just dry off? Please?"
She hands me a towel and tells me to be quick about it. I thank go to stand in front of the mirror across from the bathroom door. Right as I'm peeling off my shirt, leaving my chest naked, a man opens the door. He sees my nakedness, and I see his flash of lust at unexpectedly happening upon a half naked young woman in his bathroom. His wife doesn't seem surprised at his reaction, just irritated. She shoos him out the door and closes it.
"You had better hurry. Before he comes back."
I pull my shirt back on and the perverted man somehow gets his wife distracted and comes to talk to me. Just looking at him disgusts me. He isn't necessarily ugly, but he feels ugly. I watch his wife leave, uncertain what I should do.
I don't remember what he asks me, if I know how to do a certain thing. My unease grows as he starts to explain.
"You just stand with your legs apart and put your leg out like this." But he uses crude words that I won't type.
Dream logic says I'm supposed to copy him, but I have a shred of lucidity so I don't. He brings his leg up between mine, his ankle hitting me hard.
I'm instantly revolted and enraged, considering I was supposed to do the same thing to him, the thought of any part of me touching him makes me want to throw up. I shove him away from me and slap the hell out of him. All the while I'm yelling
"What makes you think you can do that to someone?! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU?" I can't hit with any force though but it's enough to get him away from me.
I flee out the window.
Why am I always climbing in and out of windows? That happens A LOT.

Soldier
I'm a man, a soldier suddenly and delightfully free from his Legion. It doesn't feel like they're dead, I am just completely untethered. I use my new found freedom to wander. The landscape reminds me of the yard in front of the house in MA, except spread out over a much larger area. In the distance I see a slave legion marching west. They pass me and I follow them around the back of the 'house'...except the house is huge too. There's a lattice wall standing on edge of the hill. The captain of the slave legion comes down to talk to me.
I think I convince him to not go to his next location, to follow me into freedom.
There was more to this, but it's lost to me now.

I'm in a big group of friends at my school, casually sitting on a picnic table and sinking my teeth into an apple. I'm pretty annoyed because this one girl is being super clingy, holding onto my arm and stroking my face, and her fingernails are causing pricks of actual pain to my skin. Some unknown que from my mind helps me to realize that it is time for me to leave, and I walk up to a massive pickup truck in the carpool line and get in. Inside is one of the girls who rides with me in real life up in the front, and some random woman who is driving. I wish my description of the dream could live up to the enticing title, but all I recall is driving slowly along in the car with light gray skies and a rain sprinkling the windows. The woman driver for some reason asked me a question about religion, then got ridiculously offended by me saying that I was an atheist. Things got really hazy at this point, but I remember having a surprising awareness of my surroundings, both outside and inside the car. Needless to say a rather detailed and heated debate ensued, but I can't remember most of it. Pretty much the woman would not back off, even though I tried to be a peacemaker multiple times.

I believe due to my constant research and obession of becoming lucid i have forced my mind to become aware of every dream i have,
There is not one dream i do not recall,
From the dreams of walking around college as if in real life only subtle changes such as lecturers teaching in what i believe to be spanish rather than english and so on...
as far as gaining control of these dreams goes i have however been unsuccessful as soon as i attempt to change or take control of dreams i either wake up or am taken to another dream in which i am taken off gaurd and have to take time to adjust by which time it would have changed again, any advice on this?
it would be appreciated as it is driving me slightly insane with me now constantly performing RC's in real life as the line between dreams and reality becomes less and less.

Typed with steady fingers by a slighlty exhausted and twitching bear.
Regards

The Bear Life
O.T.H

Second, at least, in a string of recent North Central dreams. Started out with me, just arrived and cleaning out my old locker. Found a bunch of old papers, old wallet with money in it, clothes, etc. Cut to night, Leah and I are on a rooftop naked, kissing and about to have sex when we realize that on three sides of us are the girls' dorms. They're all staring at us through their windows. Leah disappears for a second, then returns with a postcard from one of them saying something ending in "Kiss him for us, I know I would!" At this point, Leah's involvement in the dream ends. I'm standing there in front of them all, and they're all standing in their windows and they begin to sing. It's beautiful, and the disappointment at having to leave washes over me, as well as the expectation that I will not be able to stay again. I begin to cry, and walk away. I pass through an auditorium looking for Leah where a senior is giving his final performance, and I see Dr. Drago. I stop to say hi, move on. Leah isn't there, so I leave. For some reason, I'm still naked, holding a clump of clothes against myself. At this point, my nakedness doesn't matter and no one including myself is really aware of it. A couple of girls see that I'm upset and offer me a cup of hot chocolate with their group at the campus coffee shop which is incorrectly up the stairs from where we are. I appreciate the gesture, but for some reason we never reach the coffee shop. Once again, I am aware of my nakedness, and run into another identical building to get to my dorm to change. As I run up the stairs a few students stare at me in the foyer. Returning to my old mischievous self, I call to them as soon as I'm out of sight, pretending to be a figure of authority, and joke "Students, that young man is extremely inappropriate and must be kicked out immediately!" They find this very funny. I burst through the door of my empty dorm room and wake up.

The world had been taken over by a totalitarian regime, so Leah and I decided to escape to Peru. We took a plane there, and then as we left the airport we saw an endless column of tanks rolling out to take over the place. Leah and I avoided them and went out of the city. As we were walking across a field a little ways out, we saw a military train carrying tanks going by next to the field. There was a 10-foot tall pedestal in the middle of the field that I had not noticed before, and it had a rocket launcher mounted on the top. A boy ran out to it at about the last third of the train, and began shooting at the cars, blowing several up. Leah and I kept going; I was unsure if I would have attacked the train myself had I seen it, or kept my distance. We went into the woods bordering the field, and a river ran past through it with large concrete steps leading down the bank to it. They were mossy and slippery. A group of teenage-20 year old boys showed up and began harassing a smaller group of younger boys who were there already. I tried to lead Leah away from them, but we could only go through them to get where we were going because of the river. The leader of them noticed me as I walked past him reclining on the steps and asked me (without really giving me an option) to join him. I told him no, thank you and he explained that I didn't really have a choice because someone as good-looking as me was going to be with him. I stomped my foot right next to his face and explained that I was not going anywhere, and went on my way. They began to give chase, and then I woke up.

The world had been taken over by a totalitarian regime, so Leah and I decided to escape to Peru. We took a plane there, and then as we left the airport we saw an endless column of tanks rolling out to take over the place. Leah and I avoided them and went out of the city. As we were walking across a field a little ways out, we saw a military train carrying tanks going by next to the field. There was a 10-foot tall pedestal in the middle of the field that I had not noticed before, and it had a rocket launcher mounted on the top. A boy ran out to it at about the last third of the train, and began shooting at the cars, blowing several up. Leah and I kept going; I was unsure if I would have attacked the train myself had I seen it, or kept my distance. We went into the woods bordering the field, and a river ran past through it with large concrete steps leading down the bank to it. They were mossy and slippery. A group of teenage-20 year old boys showed up and began harassing a smaller group of younger boys who were there already. I tried to lead Leah away from them, but we could only go through them to get where we were going because of the river. The leader of them noticed me as I walked past him reclining on the steps and asked me (without really giving me an option) to join him. I told him no, thank you and he explained that I didn't really have a choice because someone as good-looking as me was going to be with him. I stomped my foot right next to his face and explained that I was not going anywhere, and went on my way. They began to give chase, and then I woke up.

2 dreams this time.

1. Playing intramural volleyball at NCU. Didn't really want to, but for whatever reason it was the way out of the situation. Fit in with usual feelings of not
being where I belong. Really small court in a corner of a massive recreational center. Court was so small I got down on my knees and was able to play in my space.
Each side had about 9 people in it, so we were tight. Other player who was actually a friend screwed up and missed a ball and I was mean and said 'Oh, come on!" for which I felt bad.

2. Dark umber/brown land, orange/brown sky. Everything is a burnt coloration in a desert. There is a town in the distance along a road, and a house on the road outside of town. Several rough cowboyish characters are attacking me, I defend against them and they run away. Another ruffian comes up, not attacking me. He attacks them and chases them off. He's got a big bowie knife and a rough face. As we walk through this house there's blood everywhere; smeared on the walls, floors, etc. He tells each story of each bloodsmear. "This one was from when they cut off Jim's head", etc. We walk back outside and a lady is walking by. She hears the stories and sees some of the blood. "These bloodstains are so horrible!" she says. "I hope no one has to paint any more of them," the rough guy says.