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So it took me forever to get my brain to shut up and let me go to sleep last night. I am not going to really try to have any truely Lucid LDs except when I don't have to worry about getting myself out of bed for work the next day.

Anyway, the only fragment I remember from last nights sleep session: I am in a strange place with people I don't know, and they are all trying to get me to believe one individual is in control of everything (not falling for this). As the scene goes along, I find a cat and it's belly has been cut open. It's guts are still inside and the cat is alive, so I stitch up his belly. I continue along and this same thing happens about 5 times. I'm thinking "What kind of nutball slices cats bellies open and leaves them alive." Well I focus on what is a ways ahead of me and I see the psycho guy slicing a cat open, I run up to try and stop him and h flashes a stupid governement badge at me (like that makes it all okay) WTH?!

In the first dream(At least the first I can remember) I had(In the dream, I'm not a weirdo haha) touched some like kid that's like 5 or 6 and I didn't mean to but his Dad was like ready to kill me kinda thing with anger. I had to face up to him but really didn't want to. At the time I was in some house and outside there was like a friend reunion and my friend Sean was there who I haven't seen in like a year and a half and I was pumped to hang out with him so I went outside and he had a ponytail(LOL) and he seemed very different and we went over to my friends group and they were like really weird now that Sean had arrived for some reason it was really weird.

End of non-lucid fragment.

Second fragment

I was exploring through these fields and I found a house and it was David Beckham's(I know, weird). I went up to say what's up and he gave me like an email address where I should contact him that he'll actually reply and not the regular fan-mail "Never answer" type thing.

I got in contact with him and got him to show up when my friend Zak was there(Zak's idol is Beckham, he has his hairstyle etc) and I was like haha this'll be so beast so I got him to come along and Zak was trying to take a picture on his phone of him and Beckham face to face cause it looked beast but his phone ran out of battery which annoyed him. Then it felt like me and Beckham were kinda friends which was awesome haha.

End of fragments.

I don't even remember much. I know it was dark though :b

I had a cold some time ago and I experienced some really strong, feverish, nightmares. Going to share them here and maybe some of you have had similar experiences. After i had these I kind of put down the dreaming for a while as the power of them scared me. Clearly a downside of getting better at dreaming, all dreams become stronger, no matter good or bad.

Dream 1
I was floating in darkness. Just complete and empty darkness. In the darkness there were bubbles. Bubbles of knowledge floating in a calm and dark eternity. Among them I was floating. I could not choose were to float, I just did. At some times i passed through the bubbles of knowledge. And the knowledge were so strong, and so terrifying. It felt like my mind was gonna burst like a soap bubble. And then i had passed through. But then there were another bubble of terrible knowledge.

I can't remember what knowledge they contained, just that it were very strong and very powerful. I woke up covered in sweat and with my heart racing.

Dream 2
I woke up and I was completely convinced that there was a snake beside me in the bed. I could feel it. It was there. I did not dare to move. Then i jumped out of the bed and ran across the room and lit the ceiling lamp.

There were, of course, no snake there. But it felt so real, and was so vivid.. Scary as fuck.

That's it! Is it normal that the dreams you dream while sick is stronger and darker then normally? Because I never experience nightmares normally.

/McHorse

Not much recall today, probably because i was very tired before going to sleep.

There was something about some kind of mission and guns.

I float up out of bed. Raven is standing next to me. “You were surrounded by Templars, but I cleared those bastards out of here right before you woke up.”
What we were going to do?
“Let’s cast astral shields around this place.” Raven and I usher in astral fire to cleanse the house, then rain, then plants to clean the air. Then, I give Winter an astral squirrel to keep the parasites off of her. Winter stays asleep, but she cuddles with the squirrel, and says, “Gypsy!” (our cat’s name.)
“Ok, Now to the Dream Plane, and Winter’s Inner World.”
Raven opens a portal to Winter’s Inner World. We are in her deepest hell. Tiny rock islands in a sea of blood vomiting lava with demons screeching …. “love.” What the fuck? But, all the demons are her. “These demons are DC’s not real dream demons. She has not been invaded.”
“Good.”
“But, this is going to require integration.”
I nod, and summon a thundering rainstorm. The islands stop burning, and the sea changes to freshwater. The demonesses fall from the sky to a small point of rock jutting out of the water. I catch the demon-Winter. She morphs into an ancient vampire. Her skin is pale as the moon, and her large sad eyes an icy blue. Her hair is so light, it’s translucent. She whispers to me, “I thirst, my love. I’m dying.”
I put her mouth to me neck, and I am somehow now also my Vampire Self, Soulkyst, the tall gentleman vampire, of lavender skin. She bites and drinks, and I feel no pain, only her pain, her torment, her sadness. Rivers of tears pour out of my eyes until the freshwater turns salt. I feel an intense beam of calm healing energy from Raven. She is singing, and it sounds so angelic. I feel so undeserving of this angelic energy. Born a demon, and a demon before I was born. I am 9, Son of Satan, lover of Lucifer, and a Dark Knight I will remain. I realize I feel an ungrounded guilt, a guilt of existing, a guilt of being born on The Dark Side.
I have a flashback of all my Sith Masters from time beyond time, their souls, in a row, teaching me the dark arts of The Force. I faint.
I wake up in The Healing Glen of the King of the North, whom I perceive as The Frost Giant. Raven, Winter, Mosh, Tigress, Pablo and I are waking up, sitting up in the tall grass. There are lovely bees and butterflies, iridescent beetles, and cute golden finches flitting about. It feels like… summer.
“What? It’s never been summer here… always… Spring!” I shout.
“Well, the time works different here, son,” The Frost Giant replies. We are being sung over by Michael, Metatron, the Lord of Music, and other healing entities. I fall asleep and wake up in a small resort on a mountain in Hawaii… this is Whalesong! I came before, in a dream, and then I went in real life, and here I am in this place in a dream again! And I heard a whale singing here, waking me up… I fall over laughing. My laughing is so infectious I wake people up laughing, and they wake up laughing. Winter wakes up and stretches. I give her a glass of water and a cup of coffee.
“This is a dream, isn’t it?”
“Yes.”
Winter and I walk downstairs, and see Raven on the lanai outside looking at the view. Altair is holding her. I cough, and they turn around. “Why are you coughing, Nomad? I know you’re here, silly.”
“Hmm? It’s because I’m smoking a joint.”
Winter laughs and turns into a were snow leopard and takes the joint and smokes it. “I want to go on an adventure with you guys. You’re cool!” she giggles.
Raven smiles at her and says, “Okay. You can automatically fight on the Dream Plane, Winter.”
“Cool!” Winter makes white ninja gear appear on herself, and wields sai’s, spinning them around and doing spin kicks simultaneously.
“Nice moves!” Raven applauds.
We greet Altair with the secret Assassin greeting, and he telepathically speaks to us:
My descendant, Ezio is being haunted. This is a physical plane quest. If you die, you will be returned to your universe, but understand the consequences for your actions are serious and you may have strong limitations if you incarnate in the physical plane of Ezio’s universe. There is a false Altair, a demon-Templar posing as me, who we must assassinate in time past first.
Altair opens a portal ,and we step through.
Carpal tunnel acting up. More later. Peace.

I was in an airport with a group of people - some friends, some not - and we were all gathered around a map of the world. There was some sort of malignant being or force trapped in South America, and in order to defeat it, we first had to release it. We had set a type of bomb that would create a canal from the ocean to our target, as massive amounts of water would be required in freeing it. The bomb would cause alot of collateral damage, however, so we were all taking flights out to various parts of the world to escape the effects of the upcoming blast. A friend and I were the only two headed for California. We all purchased our tickets and then sat together as we waited for our flights.

...

I was in a small town with some family members. There were alot of bikers in the town, passing through. I was there because I had heard rumors of supernatural activity in the area. I went to a diner with my dad and found out from some locals that I shouldn't've brought my family. Things had gotten so bad that one of them would surely be dead within a day.

The town was full of strange-looking animals that were behaving erratically. They were small but violent, and there was one in particular that looked like a cross between a ferrett and a porcupine with razorblades for spines.

In a dark and strange location that seemed almost like an outdoor fun house, I met a little girl as I was setting up a demon trap. She told me I was going to hell, for some reason, and I felt the need to explain to her that demons were real and that there was one nearby. At some point she left and I found myself talking to a tall man with dark hair. He seemed off somehow, and he asked me what I knew about demons. I told him I knew they were real because I had seen an exorcism before. In truth, I had performed many exorcisms myself, but I didn't want him to know that. I realized quickly that this man was possessed by the demon that was causing deaths and disappearances in town.

...

My dad and I met a woman in a swamp who was selling icecream. The icecream she sold came from a bucket that contained any flavor imaginable. I was permitted to look into the bucket, and saw that it contained layer upon layer of icecream, seemingly going on forever.

This dream began in what looked like a college lecture hall. There were plenty of people in the hall, but most of them were in the lower area where the lecturer would stand. I was sitting in a desk up above all the people, and I walked down to the teacher's area of the hall to see what was going on. The dream shifted slightly, and all of a sudden the hall was empty save a row of tables in the center of the room. The people from earlier were all still in the room, but they, and I, were all playing poker. Somehow I knew the exact rules of the tournament, even though I have never played this kind of poker in my life nor am i sure if it actually exists--you had to lay down a straight of three before anyone else, there was no turn basis, and there were three rounds. After playing a few rounds, I found that I was winning the tournament, and that was the closest I came to suspecting that it was a dream (though it was still just a vague feeling, certainly not a realization). After having a short conversation with one of the other players, I went back to play another game, and this time the scenery changed. We were on a large grassy hill overlooking a small valley with long picnic tables to play on, and this was the final round of the tournament. We played, and I lost, but this is where it got interesting. From my loss at the tourney, the dream shifted to a more familiar dreamscape--that of my high school parking lot. It didn't take me long to realize that this was a zombie dream--I was in a van with several other men plowing through a parking lot full of zombies. Our objective was to get through the parking lot, through three locked gates that were blocking our path, and into the school. We managed to clear the parking lot, though the first gate was giving us some trouble--in order to unlock it we would have to find iron rods that matched the color of those on the other side of the gate and place them on the gate parallel to those rods. <We decided to unlock the gate as opposed to jumping over it--because it was only a high falt-topped fence--incase we needed to make a quick getaway later.> Half of the group decided to vault over the gate and attempt to unlock the one past it, while the other half went to look for the iron rods. I stayed behind at the first gate incase either team needed help. The rod team called me to help first, saying that i needed to grab the blue rod that was lying on the ground and take it back to the gate. I did, and as I arrived back at the gate, I noticed that the team that had gone over the gate was screaming for help--a blue health bar had appeared over their heads, and a group that appeared to be the antagonists (with red health bars) were fighting our friendly's. I yelled at my team to hurry up so that we could help them, but it was clear that they would not get there in time, so I could only watch as the battle between the two groups continued. Just as It came to an end, in our favor thankfully, the rest of the rod team made it back with the rods, and we proceeded to unlock the gate. Past that, there isn't much that I remember, but I do know that I had to cut open the lock on the second gate with wire cutters, and I used them several times after that.

Dreamsacpes:
High school--parking lot
College--lecture hall
Hidden Valley--random hill

Dreamt I was designing a bathroom for my late Uncle with my Dad, we're arguing on finer details like whether to have swing doors. Uncle argues against because he wants a mini telly to watch football on while shaving! Skips to going to a Social club we used to go to with my Dad, As we go in past the foyer there's this rude boy there who I make a smart comment at that he's trying to be cool.
Then as we enter the main bar I see loads of old faces sat together including people I don't really associate with any-more & who were from different parts of town & didn't really know each other.

On bed with unknown girl we're play-fighting, becomes sexual, turns nightmarish, I pull out what seems like a piece of wheat from under my skin, then like a live woodlice comes out followed by more causing me to wake up screaming.

In a car, drive past some girl with a guy. her scarf gets caught in the back tires & comes off, she chases with the guy to retrieve it. The guy comes up by the side of the car aggressively like he's going to attack me. By this point I'm aware I'm dreaming so quickly realise I can fend him off by opening the door and hitting him with it, which I do while shouting at him to 'fuck off'.
I end up at a house somewhere with an unknown driver & we're sharpening stakes to battle our pursuers which is when I realise they're vampires.
For this partially lucid dream I used no techniques except for getting up earlier than usual at around half 6am then going for a nap from about half 1pm until 3pm. This seems to be an affective dream/lucis dream inducing technique for me I.E WBTB.

Two goats pulling a cart break free & rush at me & Mum in the front garden. She tries to close the gate and get the cats in, I wait until she's past the porch door & shut it just in time as goat rushes & butts into the door.

The dream was literally what it says in the subject title, some yoga practitioners and navy guys won an award for doing some kind of chant/mantra correctly. Very hazy recollection of this one.

I'm in bed with AR. It's really dark, like 'dream may have just started' dark. Plan B immediately springs to mind, after we started playing with each other. She was stroking me, and eventually got naked. I'm pretty sure I was already naked, but I'm not sure. Anyways, shit gets weird. I don't have a full erection, but I figure I'd just slide in and let it get hard. I'm in, but I think I slip out or something. When I look down, everything is on the outside. There's like a long meat tube hanging out of her, but it's cut away like a cross section. I can see my penis in it because it's super long. Blood is floating inside this chasm of hers, and I'm just like "fuck it". I trusted a few times and woke up.

Non-Lucid Lucid

I found myself with my mother in Boston. For some reason we decided that it would be a good idea to keep my car in a garage for the night, and I would take the train back to my house in the suburbs.

It fastforwarded a bit, and I pulled up to a parking lot that seemed to be in the middle of some place in Texas or Louisiana. It was a really backcountry place, with wooden hand painted signs and ancient gas pumps. It was midnight, so the store was closed, and there was only one cute redhead "working"; after pulling up for service she talked on her cell phone about some gossip for another two or three minutes until I revved my engine.

She gave me a dirty look but hung up and we chatted, I dug around my wallet for a tip, handed her three ones, then got out of my car. I decided to take a look around the outside of the shop. I found some old hard bagels that must have been fresh a morning or two before, and the icebox had nothing but cobwebs. I started to get a little suspiscious, and on cue a hick truck filled with a bunch of young guys pulls in and up next to the redhead in my car.

I shift uneasily, and then panic when I hear my car accelerate and kick up dust. Two of the guys have taken my car, and the red head and the other two guys are laughing their heads off as they peel out of the "parking lot". I become furious and chase after my car down a dirt road, its nearly pitch black but I sprint after them anyways. Suddenly, I begin to transform into a werewolf, and a grim satisfaction that I will tear them to shreds sets upon me... But then I realize that I this is definitely a dream!

I feel the lovely electrical sensation I get, but my vision goes darker and darker. Before I awaken though, an old-school tutorial voice comes on and instructs me to fall backwards and have faith. I do it, and the next thing I know I'm in an upstairs bedroom of a gorgeous house.

"Congratulations, you have escaped waking up! Kind of like how this guy escapes!". All of a sudden I become aware of a young man in plaid pajamas, wrapped lazily in masking tape. He tears it off dramatically, tells me we have to leave, and runs downstairs. Everything is incredibly vivid. As we reach the front door I look around. White walls, cathedral ceiling with a chandelier, nice artwork and antiques, and the calm lighting of an overcast morning.

He falls to the ground in exhaustion, and says "we've escaped from the bad guys!" To add a plot twist, I pull out a gun and aim it at him, only there is no gun, just my hand pretending to hold one. I try a few moments to conjure one, but I can't - so he looks at me like a crazy person and pushes my hand away.

I decide not to waste any time with him, and I can feel my real life arms starting to hurt, so I know I don't have much time. I walk into the main room of the house, adorned with a covered grand piano, more gorgeous furniture, and several windows and sliding doors that illuminate the room naturally. I investigate the piano, and on top is a decadent cake next to a bouquet of white roses. The cake is covered in white frosting, with a little rose pedal on top. I take a bite, and it is the most delicious cake ever (this time with 100% less calories!) It tasted like the most delicious and fresh Twinkie you can imagine, crossbred with a Krispy Kreme donut, and covered with delicious frosting.

I took another huge bite and began to laugh at how awesome it was. Then, I realized that the roses were edible too! I bet the whole house was edible infact; however I began to wake up a second time, and decided to wake up peacefully with the best taste ever in my mouth.