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I'm walking through a neighborhood and houses that look like my childhood neighborhood. I walk around a corner and see this what looks like a party going on or something or maybe it's just their family visiting, I continue on the sidewalk that goes in front of their house and I man stops me and say his son is misbehaving and he wants to know if I can hold his son a little further down the street by the pole, so I look down the street and there is huge wooden pole covered in people adds and numbers and such, so I agree, his son looks to be about 3 or 4 years old and is ion a white onezie. He hands me the kid, and then he hands me this laminated goldenrod colored paper that has a list allover it, I don't bother to read it but the guy says to hold it while I hold his son, so I do, and I walk over to the pole and soon after get bored so begin to read the adds posted on the poll. Then finally the dad calls back his son from me, but I realize the wind has blown the paper behind me while I'm walking back to the father, so I turn around and run after it and the father thinks I'm running off with his child and almost starts to go after me but then he sees me pick up the paper and walk back to him and I hand the kid to him and he thanks me.

I'm traveling, spending the night in an old stone tower. Thranduil's standing watch out in the woods, I can see him through the window. The rain's coming down pretty hard, much harder than it was during my watch and I'm still trying to warm up, sitting up brewing something hot to drink. I'd like to call him back inside, let him stand watch from the window instead, but I know he wouldn't. Everyone's still on edge about that Balrog. I hear voices at the bottom of the tower, one of the Men with us calling to Thranduil, telling him to quit haring off on his own like that. I can't see where Thranduil's gone, but the two Men who'd been guarding the door are looking around the edge of the woods. Then a leather wing covers the window for a moment and blocks my view, something flapping around the tower carrying a rider, and I shout to the others to wake up.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm sitting at a bar drinking something green in a shot glass, when iron handcuffs are snapped around my wrists. Some crime has been committed, something which I'd planned to do. I didn't go through with it, though. I'm innocent. But it's still my fault that someone else carried out my plan, and I'm willing to take the punishment.

I'm in the living room doing nothing, the girl comes up to the window, it frightens me so I run outside and yell at her for some reason things I don't mean. Then I go back into the house, I'm aware that I might've hurt her, and then something starts to happen to me and I'm crying and I look outside and the girl is with her boyfriend and they're preparing to leave. Ignore it with ego, Then a delivery truck comes up the driveway and I look out the window at it and the girl and I make eye contact and it's as though she's asking for something with her eyes, like are you sure this is what your want, then they leave down the entire driveway but through the dirt which would make it take longer, and they wait sitting on a bench down there I assume for a bus. Then seemingly little things keep happening in the house that I freak out about and contemplate running down the driveway to her, but when I finally do they're gone. I go back into the house and fell neglected and, alone.

Friday 8/9/13

Last night bed 12:30 - 9am

DR 1 - I'm in a sleek airplane. Just like the one on Hawaii 5-0 last night.

DR 2 - I'm looking at something pretty in a distance, trying to figure out, what it is. I realize it's a small island with it's reflection in calm urban lake surrounding it. Trees on the island are of fall colors. Deep orange, yellow. I'm taking a picture of it with my camera and as I zoom in, I see incredible details. Ground with no grass, fallen branches. I need to zoom out a little to see the island.

DR 3 - I'm standing in front of my aunties door with a homeless guy. He puts piece of plastic in my shopping bag I'm holding and a piece of broken hockey stick. Those two pieces are of same shape. He asks me to buy him another piece of plastic like that for his foot, coz that one broke.

He is also drug addict. Person living in there is his mentor. I'm going inside to look for him, but a guy tells me, he is in the hospital for a rehab. He tells me to eavesdrop by my aunties bedroom door. I lean over, but don't like doing it so I leave.

DR 4 - I'm in a large one story house. Hear some noise, but don't see anything. Few minutes later a young guy comes to my view by the sliding door. he just climed up the dirt hill to the house. He is all bloody, His elbows and knees have dried up blood and some deep scrapes. i bet he took a tumble while hiking. Then two guys are holding up someone between them. He is also battered, I'm thinking they all had some hiking accident. I let them in.

(I think this was the first dream of the night and there was a lot more after this happening in the house.)

I'm glad my recall is back up. I'm also going to bed sooner than I used to and that could be a reason as well. Tried the looking at eyelids and saying I'm dreaming like last night, but didn't have any results from that.

I admit I didn't properly complete these 2 tasks, but it was still an interesting adventure. Well, isn't every dream?

Anyway, I inadvertently woke up and fell back to sleep maybe 5 times between midnight and 5am, which I think helped set me up really well for WILD. Then I either woke up or FAed (I'm beginning to think there's a possibility that I don't really know the difference right before I WILD), and I turned slightly and felt vibrations. I remember thinking at that moment how strange it was that I was getting there this early.. normally they don't hit until well after 7am (with rare exception). So I went with it, and a few cycles passed and I "woke" into a dream. In my bed as usual, checking to make sure I was dreaming, I saw Danny sit up slightly. He asked me a question that was complete gibberish, and that confirmed the dream.

I got up and left the room. When I went down the hall and into the livingroom, it looked completely different, like that of a small apartment. There were a bunch of scattered papers on the kitchen counter, and I remember thinking at that moment "I know I wrote down the tasks of the month on one of these pieces of paper...." So I began rummaging through them. I couldn't find what I wanted, and I kinda got clear there for a second, questioning the validity of these papers. Then the Hell TOTM struck my brain, and I immediately got down on all fours. I pressed my face through the floor, and that obedient tunnel to hell appeared instantly. A moment of fear swept through me (if you haven't read any of my tunnel to hell dreams before, this is #4.. and if you can imagine for real, a dark, creepy tunnel that goes way down deep, with some fiery orange glow, and sounds from the deep not unlike the Balrog of Moria, then you'll know why I chickened out the first two times and didn't go in). The moment passed quickly, because I've been psyching myself for it in waking life. Alot. No fear, it's a dream, MY dream...

The past few days, since my last attempt at this task, I decided that I would manifest a rope to get down, because flying/hovering/climbing are not at the top of my lucid skills. Obediently, a sturdy rope appeared in front of me, perfectly in the center of the tunnel. I grabbed it and tugged, it seemed to be fastened at the top somehow, but I didn't look up. My focus was down down down. I grabbed the rope with my arms AND legs like a spider, and began to slide down. I felt a little like I was going down a really creepy well. "The Well from Hell" haha, sounds like a scary B movie. Or a documentary: "Hell's Wells, Have They Dried Up? Story at 11." Ok I'm done

Anyway, I started sliding down the rope, which should have burned my hands, so I'm glad I didn't have that as a distraction in this dream. I focused hard to see a bottom to the tunnel, because that's where I failed last time (it ended up being an endless tunnel and I woke up before finding the bottom). Two times I had to focus and say, "I'm approaching the bottom, I'm approaching the bottom," and my feet finally found the ground. In retrospect, I don't remember any heat at all. I had a lucky, pain free trip to Hell. Almost immediately, a figure approached me. (My memory is a little foggy from this point on, so I'll do my best. I think my memory tends to be a bit better when I'm super focused, like descending the tunnel, since I was so set on tackling that. So when I got to a point I hadn't got to before, I stopped trying to control everything, and just let the story take over. But as a reflex, I may be dropping too much focus as well, and forgetting stuff. Gotta work on that in the future.)

Alright, so a figure approached me, and he seemed to be made up of half smoke, and half something corporeal. But he seemed to phase in and out of it. I think I asked if he was the devil, but I don't remember an answer. I remember him getting super close to me though. He was handsome, when he wasn't a billowy cloud of smoke. And I remembered Dianeva's idea to ask him the meaning of life! (Sadly, the beer never popped into my head, aside from which, even if I had succeeded in this basic task, that's a pretty long as fucking way of getting to it, to then fail at the advanced!) So I asked him "What is the meaning of life, oh Dark Lord?" (kidding, I didn't say the dark lord part ) I know he had an answer, I just KNOW it, but I don't remember. All I remember is he swooped me up in wings of smoke, and the next thing I remember, I was standing on earth.

Oreo face? I think so!!

Apparently I'm not even good enough for hell, and the devil himself kicked me right out. Wow. So the last thing I remember is seeing 2 DCs that I have a hunch that i recognized. I'm pretty much nonlucid at this point I think. I hug them both tightly, then wake up.

Alright Devil, you wanna play like that? Maybe next time I conjure some magic Devil snare and tie your ass up. I'll pour beer down your gullet if I have to for these wings!

Hi guys
This is my first entrie on my DJ, but it was not my first LD.
Well, all started with me sleeping on the sofa for a long long time, maybe 3 hours, then I woke up and went to bed, and that's when the fun began.
I think that non-lucid dreams have have a more interesting story, and this night was the perfect combination of the two (lucid and non-lucid).
I started dreaming and I was not lucid, the dream was about me and a group of explorers who travel through a ship to the past (up to the time of kings). During the day we tried to find the artifact that endeavored (I think it had powers that were needed at the present time) and at the evening the action began (for me).
I and my buddie had a laboratory of dreams for us, our mission was in a dream, while we slept on the machines that we had built, have lucid dreams.
But dreams stemmed space where we were sleep, like a machine that make out of body experiences, we tried to get information about where the artifact was located, and even dangerous to life intentionally, because we knew it was only a dream.
When we woke up, the dream continued and the group was joined and the with the information that I had taken the night before, we were going in search of the artifact, we found the artifact and returned to the present time.
Now that I remember best the dream machines had the same functions that the machines in Avatar (film), but had one desin completely different, and our avatar was a body like ours.
I realize that the dream lasted several days, 4/5 days. And every time I "dreamed" within the dream, my sense of time changed. When we dream we feel that spent nearly an hour and actually spent only 15 minutes.
In the dream within the dream I had the notion that I spent almost 2 hours lucid. What would be very little time to sleep in real life, 15 minutes (if this theory were true).

hugs, remain lucid guys

Ps:If you see my brother out there (Vagal Tone) kick his ass for me

Yerp, believe it or not, this is my third this week.

It started off with me in my driveway with my brother. We were looking through my telescope at stuff, and then I noticed that everything was glow-in-the-dark. Trees, him, lamps, all of it!

It was beautiful. All those colors swirling around.

Then I realized, this isn't normal! I did a quick series of reality checks and confirmed, yes, this was a dream. Luckily, it didn't freak out like the last one, it was pretty stable already.

I figured that these colors was enough for me, and instead of all your normal lucid dreaming shenanigans I just decided to enhance these colors. I imagined the colors being brighter and more swirling and beautiful than ever before, then blinked.

And BAM! My whole vision was covered with swirling red neon yellows greens... They were all dancing around each other in a flurry of light and color.
It was great.
But then,

I woke up.

Dream recall from today's nap.

Dream 1(fragment):

I was doing something at home.

Dream 2(fragments):

I was at home and there was something about equipping various objects as weapons and that we had alot of high level weapons but not as much armor or something.

So I'm starting this again (again).

This one was short since I decided to write it down an hour after waking.
I was at some theater party. We were all at some very expensive house that was modern with lots of concrete and stairs and awkward levels everywhere. The main actor was a guy I sorta knew and half of the guests were others from my school who I sorta knew and everyone else was a mystery to me. Most people there seemed to be 4 years or so older than me. It was night time and the house was next to the water, as in out f several doors you stepped out onto a cement dock. There were 2 incidents where cats walked out and fell into the water for various reasons. As soon as they hit the water they would become as stiff as a board and their fur would expand like a mini airbag. They would stay there and float. I went out to get one and as soon as I came in range of a cat, the closest car snapped to my shirt, slightly scratching my chest. I was kinda freaked out to grad the rest of the cat. I woke up.

A few dreams. First, I was at this old house and it was night. It was raining and I was in a bedroom with my dog. My dog really was my dog, but I had to take care lf him as if he were a baby.

Then, a woman who used to work for my family as a maid (like... ten years ago) entered the room. She looked at me and said "Sue (Sylvester, from Glee) and I were talking and we decided that I get you." and she showed me this big hook. I started asking her not to do this, but she just used it to kill me. I was bleeding and... well, dead.

Then, she looked at my dog and said "you're Sue's, but since I'm here, I might as well take care of you too!" but I out my arm in front of him. She looked surprised and I laughed. I said "I'm dead now, so you can't hurt me anymore! And you're not going to hurt Jimmy (my dog)!"

I started punching her. Funny thing, she wasn't there. I mean, in theory, she was, But I was really just punching the air. This is common in my dreams. Having to play pretend.

Anyway, then I kiled her (even though I couldn't see her). I threw her imaginary body out of the room and shut the door. Shutting the door was really hard (I often fail at doing that in my dreams, someone usuaally stops me). I looked around the room. It was dark and raining. I knew my dad was at the hospital, nothing serious. I wanted to call my mum, but I knew she needed to rest. I was really scared.

Second dream, I don't remember much. I needed to pee, I went to the bedroom. When I was a kid, I had a dream like this and I woke up to a very wet bed, so ot's like a trauma. So I decided to check if I was dreaming. At first, it seemed all right, but I checked again and I had six fingers.

I woke up... except that it was a FA. I didn't notice it. Don't remember what happened next.

Finally, my last dream. It's a bit confusing. I was in a sort of bar, but Iwas friends with the woman who worked there. She was telling me that we needed Harry and Hermione's help. I said I could talk to Hermione, since they were right in front of us, taking a test. I got close to her and she was mad at me. I startedkissing her neck and then she kissed me a little. She forgave me for whatever it was that I had done.

Then, I had to talk to Tyrion Lannister. He also worked at the bar, so I walked toward him and we tlked a little. He said he was going to help, of course, since we were doing whatever we were doing for his son.

I walked with Tyrion back to the part of the bar where the others were. I had flashbacks of someone betraying a group of people (many were killed). The survivors thught I was the one who betrayed them. This was somehow linked to what we had to do.

Then, we got to the that place in the bar. Abed from Community was there and he was apologising to the woman. He said "I know you got upset when I said I wouldn't come here today. I am here. And I promise I'll come here everyday. I honestly don't know whyI said that."

And that was it.

I was in a video game, like the old Doom games. I was running through the level (which was too hard for me, too many tough enemies), and was forced to fight them at one point. I used the BFG9000 to quickly
clear the area.

I also opened a door, and there was a cyberdemon hiding right behind it. I killed it with a single BFG-shot.

I'm joining our ancestors and going back to "two sleeps" BBC News - The myth of the eight-hour sleep

I set my alarm for 04.00 AM and rose last night. I think I possibly missed 2 dreams last night...my obedient brain woke me and I lay in a stupor and didn't search. Wake up! No...sorry...wake up enough to get the dream please...

3.30 AM dream (so 4.00 am alarm probably a good halfway-point) I was with a dentist, who had apparently accompanied me home to get something (teeth????) When we went back out I'd forgotten to pick (whatever) up but he had remembered and had it with him. You all think you're great with your flying etc, but nothing beats the thrill of your dentist going to your house to collect....(something)

6.15 AM At an earlier house we had. People coming round canvassing and our front path full of pots of white flowers and some sort of cards pinned to our front door. I went out - I had red hair (was it a 3rd person dream?) and half-way down the road I discovered I was wearing fashionable ladies shoes (I'm not gay or tranny and I'm 6' 5" and have size 13 feet)

So there you have it...a friendly dentist and me camping it up. However, I discovered it's my mother's birthday on Monday (I only remember the wife's - I swear to you) I doubt the supernatural aspect of the flowers etc...I personally think that my memory-banks may be a trifle blocked but the data is still in there and accessible to Ed my brain (in his own unconscious over-the-top way)

"Aw...how sweet...he remembered!"...it's a good job someone did. Although the wife did of course, when I woke up and told her (where would we be without them?) PS I can sometimes tell the wife about dreams now, without the facial-shutters going down

Still creeping forward...I think

Afterthought. In dream 2 - As I dollied down the street in my girlie-shoes I passed a babe..she was sexy and she was "Showing out" as we Brits say. Surely that's not Ed my brain responding to my grateful comments about the sexual favour on my last Dream Journal post? No! Surely not! I'll know if that ever becomes a regular dream sign (and it wouldn't have taken much "conditioning" to fix itself in my dreams would it?)

i got nothin.

Started off in a very blurry recreation of my old school. A quick utterance of "clarity now" fixed that. Turns out we were on a trip of sorts, bizarrely, to the world of lucid dreaming. Given the recursive nature of this trip, considering I was already lucid, the teacher decided to be lazy and ask me to inform everyone of what lucid dreaming is. I instead decided to find the nearest, moderately attractive DC and have sex. It didn't last long. A forced scene change later and we were in an exact replica of the previous room, except in a dream, apparently. My sense of awareness started dwindling at this point. Our virtual teacher started giving a lecture on lucid dreaming to the DCs. I had a look around and went outside, and was met with a beautiful, skyscraper ridden city, before losing awareness and journeying back to the teacher, still lecturing. She started talking about time spent in a dream and how we could bring up a counter to see how much time we had left before waking up. My own said 2 hours (which was actually accurate) and shifted me back into lucidity , where I promptly attempted to to manipulate the counter, in a failed hope of gaining more time. While it didn't work, it did change the numbers on the counter to "undefined", which garnered applause from everyone present. I can't remember anything else, unfortunately.

Dream 1:

I was in my home city at night and with this girl, I didn't know her but she said we could go and look around this place even though it was locked up. I was a little scared of getting caught and getting in trouble with the police but then the girl said something strange; "You are the master of time and they will obey and bow down to you". Didn't make me lucid strangely enough even after we went inside and saw this dummy in a waistcoat come over from nowhere and open the door for us. Inside was a sight to behold, a huge pocketwatch looking clock was on the wall opposite me, it must have been at least 100ft tall and it had people all over it. I could see they were working on it and polishing it. The girl had disappeared and in her place was a young, tall, slim man with a bit of a beard on his chin. He had fairly short slicked back hair and told me that if I was the master of time I needed to look the part. I glanced to my left and saw a rack of clothes, on it coincidentally was a waistcoat I'd seen irl a few days ago. But before I could put it on the girl came back, I can't remember what she said but we ended up walking through a red door at the end of the hall. We came out into a pub of some sort and we had to keep a dog inside. Unfortunately it escaped from its enclosure but I stopped it from going out of the front door. After that I left.

I bumped into my girlfriend and since it was evening she suggested we get something to eat on a boat. I agreed and started to walk with her. We kept passing one of my other friends, she was visiting all of these strange meat shops and I asked her why, but can't remember what she said nor what happened after that.

Dream 2:

This one I tried to WILD. It worked however it was very very light sleep.

I was on a pirate ship at sea, the dream wasn't really stable and there was no clarity. But the one thing I remembered to do is one of the TOTMs. So I ran up to quite a young boy on the deck and hurriedly asked him what the meaning of life is. He instantly replied "Blue banana whale in time" .......wat? O.o Before I had time to question him further the realisation came that I'd just completed the task of the month, I got too excited and woke up.

What a weird response though, certainly wasn't expecting that. Oh well, it gives me something to wonder about