Big dreaming night, many dreams and frags over many sleep cycles (early) + elevator in a (off-limits?) construction area, getting in with others it's a double-car elevator, I'm concerned the elevator may start moving before I get on, the elevator is actually two cars side by side and each one can move independently + sitting at a table in a restaurant with a group of guys, one friend, there's a plate of one-square-foot sized slices of cheese, there was some other food before the cheese arrived, one guy is friendly + driving past a caravan of yaks on the right side of the road, the yak shepherds are dishevelled and look kind of like yaks, too, the yaks have long black hair and the shepherds are wearing long haired black dirty coats. +(f) in an art gallery? (mid) + meeting a middle-aged woman to play racquetball in the gym, we're late, she's not dressed yet to play, she decides to bail, I'm mad, I go look at the courts (with another guy), my ball has a bit split in it. I'm ready to play, I haven't played in a long time, I'm really looking forwards, I find my opponent who is not dressed and she says she's not going to play, I'm really mad because I wanted very much to play, she asked forgiveness several times. I go look at the courts, it is a block of courts side-by-side, they're made of grey concrete, the main part of the courts are normal, but they're open in the back 1/5 or so so balls from one court could go into other courts. I want to hit my ball around by myself but it doesn't fly well, I notice it has a huge split in it and is blue, the guys in the next court are playing with a green ball which is also split + washing my hands in a large sink in the middle of a room with others around, the woman (nun?) shows me the correct faucet (there were many) to use, and I rinse the soap off of my hands (late) + in crowded store stepping over rectangular frames trying to get out of the way to "clear the traffic jam" (of people), people are buying huge square sheets of paper/plastic. I don't want to damage the large cardboard square frames but there are so many of them I can barely get one leg over, I stabilise with one hand on the check-out counter. +(f) cat with no head visible sleeping half off of cabinet and slowly slipping down, I call to son S2 to come and look at the cat quickly but she slowly slips off and falls down to the ground and wakes up. +(f) guy carrying a bucket with "WWW" and "Web" painted on opposite sides, I thought this was a clever/subtle/ironic joke about the internet + in car with wife driving, we're heading up a hill (LL Dr. in B) heading up the big turn that will lead by LL park, she is not looking in the direction of the road and I say urgently "Watch where you're going when you're driving!" Some guys in the back seat mumble agreement with me. She turns up and to the left and there's an accident blocking the road ahead of us: there's a car (1970's long rectangular station wagon) parked on the other side of the street right at the curve, and somebody from our part of the road went straight instead of following the curve to the right and hit the parked car, and the line of cars behind it are blocking the turn up and to the right. We drive by the line of cars and see the dented side of the parked car. There's a "short cut" right in front of us that leads off to the left of the road and my wife drives there, since we're on a hill and the road leads down we're driving blindly for a second with the road invisible, when the front of our car heads down the hill I see we're driving on the dirt hill to the side of the road and I tell my wife to get back on the road, we do get back. This is a terrifying road, it's like driving on a mobius strip: no guard rails, the road leans at impossible angles, and there's a steep fall off on either side. The road is colored blue and looks to be made of rubber, I think racers may drive here. We reach a safe stopping point and I walk ahead to scout for a safe path off this horrible road. I quickly find the freeway and there's a little down next to it, there must be an onramp here, so I intend to return to our car and lead us to the freeway. Walking back I see in the distance a man who's dressed like a USPS postal carrier with two legs in a casts, I think he must have been driving back at the accident. Walking through a small strip mall with a few stores I'm thinking about Chinese restaurants and how I'm going to visit some on my trip to California (coming up in waking life soon). But now I'm in California already? I'm not at the airport though, I'll have to go there in order to pick up my rental car. Up ahead I see a travel agency and I see my wife through the glass windows, I go in, and see the body of a small dog who looks like our old dog, his head is obscured. When we call him he comes to us but he's not our dog, and in fact has such a short body that it looks like just a dogs head walking on 4 feet.
Paraphrasing most entries so no hashtags...some just cut & pasted from digital DJ. *Sexual content in many spots. 10/1 DILD: I was so angry at people cutting in front of me at an elevator line that the emotion instantly lifted me about 1 yard/meter off the ground which immediately clued me in that I was dreaming. I let the anger carry over into my lucidity and was venting telling them how I can just fly to the top of the building...I don't need this f-ing elevator...and I can smack you around if I want to, rip off your clothes, so there it turned sexual and I ripped of a few women's clothes with TK floating above the crowd feeling omnipotent. It was quite fun but I should have moved straight to some goals and ended up waking up as my wife got out of bed (99% sure that wasn't an FA). 213 9/27 I believe 3 separate lucid events and that HH's SSILD and visualization were the keys. After low key game. Waited 1 hour after waking to record dreams due to breakfast ready. The first one I went back to sleep trying to get more and I think I forgot too many details. I think it was the dream in the #shopping area and I'm #lookingFor #lostItem shopping bag I set down on this couch or chair and its missing when I go back. The lucid part is sexual with a sexy woman something about her curves and fine body. 210 The second lucidity event I am walking past the #school that is having a big sports or Olympics day with all the students competing in different events but I paid particular attention to students playing #rugby. When I first look at them I wondered if they weren't wearing football pads but upon further examination or dream transitioning they were clearly not wearing football pads and I could see them doing a rugby scrum. This transitioned to me playing with them and narrator talking about how one of the ways to score is kicking the ball through the uprights and one of the guys kicks the ball forward and I leap up to catch it but a taller guy catches it first I continue running down the field leaping into the air and I realize that I'm dreaming I have a lot of fun bounding across the field. 211 Third lucid event seems to start as a DEILD As I am visualizing in bed and I get the scene of a sexy woman and as I enter the scene there is a table, paper and a pointed plastic writing pen and ink that you dip it into and I write different messages to see how well I can write in a lucid dream. I forget exactly the first words I wrote but they came out pretty good but when I tried to write "dream" and it was very hard to read and I had more trouble with the ink getting more runny and not sticking to the writing device and the colors were getting too light to show on the white piece of paper. I've then start to remember that there was a sexy woman when I first came into the scene and I could see her sitting on the far end of the table. As I go to move towards her it gets a little foggy but I stay patient and focus first on her toes and her toenails painted with nail polish and slowly work my way up her leg with her body reforming. I reach under her dress and caress her sexy legs and butt and remove her underwear. I reach for her wonderful warm moisture before working my way up to her top before waking up. 212 Stats from app: 12:15-10am xyz spikes113, 335 356 417 445 wbtb@530recall slipped away; 604 recheck app@620-625 xyz: 658?dild 712?dild 805 840deild 908wife up audio+xyz spike, 920 925 952 (late more tossing and turning? Earlier c/b combo of my and wife's movements?) 9/21 Lucid #sex with perfect, perky #Russian girl. Her breasts her butt! Her skin so soft after some hesitation from her I showed her she wanted me bad and she let me touch her everywhere. Thought about fingering her behind but afraid the dream might come up with a surprise there. Later sex with M, the friend of wife with twin sister. I told her it is okay...it's just a dream! She says "Your c*ck is so big! After exploding inside her my wife and I walk out of party and through a #shopping area with various #stores with groceries and #restaurants and my DC wife is proud of her stud "since it is all a dream" my new pick up line. I am scanning all of the DC's we pass. One lady looks interesting but I'm looking for a certain type since I already had 2 women so far this dream. 209 9/20 Awesome vivid tsunami dream where I am calm and lead a rescue. WILD/LD 1: I thought I was just visualizing when a dream materialized. I hear Girl Friday downstairs and go down to hook up. Go semi-lucid as various people judge my interest in her but regain it when I see a girl in lingerie laying on the floor trying to seduce me. She is too young. I pick her up and hold her like a father would. 206 LD 2: I think that I WILD again. I am laying in bed visualizing when I find myself in a scene laying under the stars. I remember the striking feeling and realism of opening my dream eyes wide to soak in the whole view with so many stars in every direction. It was extremely beautiful and felt like a spiritual experience. I remembered my personal goal that I tied into the TOTM. 207 LD 3: Awake again visualizing and enter non-lucid dream at some point turned DILD.<snip> He leaves it unattended on oven to overflow and the oven starts to fill up with water like a clothes washer but it's open so the water would flow out onto the floor. I start to try to turn it off and then realize this is a dream the oven can't just turn into clothes washer. I fly up from there up out of the house but then I remember Girl Friday was there and I fly back down into the house but I seem to have messed up the visuals but I stay patient. I go into the living room in a bit of a fog I go sit down on the couch next to where Girl Friday was in the dream. I reach out for her and she seems to be forming back into my dream and I'm looking down at the floor and there's this round item rolling back and forth by itself that was cool. I think I'm forgetting a lot because I waited until the morning to record everything until I'm actually getting up. I did record the tsunami dream during wake back to bed which I'm doing shorter now. Factors for improved multiples? Vivid dream at beginning of night. DEILD focus. Visualization at each awakening. Stop and ask if dream. More frequent random natural self awareness. Back to lumosity. Adding a little fat back into my diet. 208 9/19 LD 1: This whole thing, this whole discussion and scenario has all been a dream! Start to get naked then decide to do nose plug=can breathe but am I fully plugging it, do finger through palm and proceed to get naked. I call for Girl Friday to come in and as I hear her (or someone approaching) I wake up. 204 LD 2: A noise (my wife leaving) wakes me up and I DEILD back into what looks like the same scene as my previous dream except I notice a mirror and look into it to see myself as a woman who looks like a thinner version of Julia Louis-Dreyfus. I decide to open my blouse and check out my breasts. They are small but nicely shaped. I sit down and take off my pants with plans to check out down there but I transform back to myself with my normal junk down there and all. I fade back to bed and fade in and out of some dreamlets including one with a little Asian girl I felt drawn to protect named Ashikara. I am trying to find her again in the fog and a little blonde girl pokes her head around a corner and disappears. Possible NREM lucid but not counting this part after the LD with me as a woman. 205 9/18 Examining source of smoke makes me lucid. Smoke coming from underneath carpet, pull it back, embers present, hole under carpet, look closer and hole gets bigger, think it looks like mouse hole and a mouse comes out. There are many orange ear plugs down this hole. Earlier I attempted the glottal RC and had trouble hinting a dream already but the above scenario confirmed it. Convincing FA. 203 9/15 Standing over bed seeing fleas on bed made me lucid. Wife there also. 202 9/12 I see Cameron Diaz and realize I am dreaming. I walk up to her and give her a kiss on the lips and then look at her again and she still looks mostly like her but with no make-up. I think FA after. Also DEILD focus bleeding into NLDs. 201
Black: Non-dream Blue: Non-lucid Note: I think these arena styled dreams I have are probably one of my dream signs, they seem to happen A LOT. Dream 1: Game Arena (7:20am) In the typical RPG style of killing monsters and collecting experience, I traverse a night-time landscape in a sort of arena-like battlefield in 3rd person. It feels like a game, my character is a shadow alien (similar to Aliens vs. Predators) that I equip with powerful weapons (unsure what they were), I storm the field and reap kill after kill, slaughtering these flying gargoyles practically as they spawn in the sky. My weapon of choice seems to be homing electric energy balls that I shoot from hands, there’s a charge bar, the longer I charge the energy for, the more damage it does – I recall figuring this out just before I woke up. It seems that the more I kill, the stronger I get, and I’m killing these creatures faster than anyone else in the game. While killing these things is obvious, the main objective isn’t. It felt like the character had a perk skill tree that I had optimized in typical munchkin style to ‘break the game’. The skills that I had invested in were conjuring, so I could conjure weapons of various kinds and infuse them with elemental prowess, like my electric powers. Dream 2: Gladiator Arena (9:20am) This dream had a 1st person perspective, I prefer these ones, yet I was in another arena-style dream for the second time in one night. The area was a well-lit giant tent on a lawn (like a circus tent, but the fabric was white) and in the centre of this tent was a metal dome held up by 4 poles beneath it, it was probably 3 metres high and you could run beneath it. I recall that the death-match started on top of this large dome, but people were quickly eliminated or ran to a better vantage point. Everyone had weapons, but no one was allowed a ranged weapon, and the most powerful weapon was owned by none other than Kim Jong Un himself, he was using a giant pogo stick that had a scythe on it. He nearly got me at one point but I managed to psych him out by leaping and grabbing the rim of the dome, he thought I was going to climb up. He pogo bounced his way on top of the dome and I let go and ran beneath it. Woot! So the dream feels like it progressed a bit at this point, leaping ahead to a later point in the death match (I had a feeling the match was almost over). I walk around looking for more opponents, and stumble on Kim Jong Un, except he’s been eliminated and he’s on some stairs to the exit, crying hard. He converses with me and tells me how he ended up losing; he’s very upset by this... So I convince the sobbing dictator to give me his pogo stick, he complies but just as I’m leaving I see he didn’t give the scythe-like handlebar, sneaky bozo. I get it off him and as soon as I walk out from where he was crying, I get spotted by a woman on stilts who transform her weapons into wings and swoops down towards me. Battle ensues, and I wake up. I think I might have lost on account of not knowing how to use a pogo stick.
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So i am in my garage except it is really dirty and messy in here. I guess this is what a garage would look like if it was used as my recreational station. I have never smoked in my life or abused drugs. Progressing through the dream I seem to be and experience expert. i created a blunt but it was being air filtered by a pen so that i would smell like weed or stink up the place. No evidence was left. After I finish, i get up and apparently am high. never being high in my life i ask my self so is this what it feel likes to be high. After cleaning up i exit the garage... my mom is outside in my dream mind I'm like well its over. But my self confidence is up the roof and i know i have done everything correct and she cant find any proof; not suspecting a thing she sends me to through the trash.
I took last night "off" from attempting to remember my dreams and lucid dream. I don't think I sleep as well when I do that. I was headache-y and just not feeling good as a result. I did remember one dream from last night anyway--I dreamed I was a member of SG-1 (from the show "Stargate SG-1"). Sam Carter and Jack O'Neill were there. We were talking about getting the team back together. I'm excited about the idea, but say that I would need some training. I've been out of action for a while. I was happy to get a good night's rest, though this came at the cost of dream progress. I'm not willing to sacrifice the quality of my sleep, at least on a constant basis. I'm also not willing to sleep much more than usual. I have a lot to do in waking life! I do not want to give up on lucid dreaming though, by any means. I talked with my husband. Turns out he's actually a really talented lucid dreamer. (I'm not sure why we haven't talked about it before.) He suggested I get *really* specific about my dream goals. Instead of saying, "I want to say hello to someone", I should decide who I want to meet, where we're going to be, what clothes we will be wearing, etc. Every detail I can think of. He suggested I say "Hello" to Carl Sagan, and then ask him for his apple pie recipe!!! I love that man so much. (My husband. Oh, and Carl Sagan.) I have tomorrow off, so I can sleep in. Time for some dreaming!
I watch a plane crash on the television as part of a breaking news story. The last part of the clip before they cut it shows the plane flying away from the crash site. It doesn't make sense to me, so I re-play the scene in slow motion. This time, the second plane is a missile. Both are in fact missiles. Nuclear missiles. I get on my computer and try to find the exact town in England where the crash happened, but can't find it. Just a bunch of English towns. Finally, I spot the wreckage. As soon as I see the wreckage, I'm on a bus that's headed right to the crash site. My mom is on the bus, as well as my good friends. Up ahead is an unexpected building, billowing with thick gray smoke. Just pumping smoke out the top of it like it is manufacturing something. Our bus stops at a gate just before this building and a bunch of men with guns board our bus speaking a combo German/Italian language that I can't understand. Through their non-verbal cues, I understand that they must search our bus and everyone on it before they let us go on our way. One of the men searches me, but gets upset when he sees that I'm wearing a belt. He passes me to the next guy who also finds nothing hidden. Even more upset than the first guy, he picks me up by my shoulders, and shakes me vigorously as if to get any pills to fall out my ass if I were a drug mule. Fortunately (for many reasons) there is nothing. They finally let us all go. I sit down back in my seat, cautious not to draw any unwanted attention to myself. I see my high school sweet heart in the seat right in front of mine and we smile at each other. Then I see several layers of cloth all stacked on top of one another. The cloth itself begins to speak, telling me, "There are many ways to love a woman." Then the pile of stacked cloth lays completely flat on the bus seat, melting into it. Seems like good advice I suppose... Looking out the window, I watch as we pass the building from earlier. It is a power plant that burns some sort of smoky fuel, powering the entire town around it. Set up like some post-apocalyptic utopia, the buildings are all caddywhompus, but well maintained McGuiver style. The bus stops abruptly in the center of the town, and everyone is forced off of it. I am taken to the front of a tank column and strapped to the front of it as a human shield for the point tank. Definitely not a safe place to be in general, let alone for what I fear is about to happen. Meat shields make me sad, but I'm happy that it's me and not someone else. Completely bound, I tensely watch from the front row of the action as a group of fighters (who I assume are on my side) ambush the tanks. The whole ridge above us seems to have come alive with machine gun fire and anti-tank rockets. Sadly, they are all killed by the tank fire and .50 Cal machine guns. Due to all the rough driving, my bindings come loose toward the end of the fray and I make my get away, running as fast as I can before they notice. I dart into the first building I come across and hide up in the attic. I get the feeling that ninja-assassins have seen me hide in here, and are on their way sneaking inside. I have to do something to prepare myself. I magically find in my hand a plastic spray bottle with an enchanted liquid inside that causes whoever is sprayed in the eyes to face their biggest fear. I test it on a nearby cat, who goes completely wide eyed, and then rigid for a few moments before moving again. The cat seemed to enjoy this, and now is like my minion. I direct it to the far corner of the room to help warn me of anyone approaching. Another cat walks right up to my face and looks at me like it too wants to get the fear spray. I spray it in the face once, and it reacts just like the first. Before I decide what to do with it, a third cat approaches and I do the same. I send one of the cats down the attic stairs to investigate, amazed that the cats are voluntarily helping me through our unusual connection via the fear spray. I am about to spray myself in the face with it, but before I do, I hear someone downstairs. Sneaking down the ladder, there are no lights on anywhere, just a mysterious blue glow. I step on the floor and it is really wet. A creepy woman's voice whispers directly into my ear, "The true test is how well you can step quietly through a puddle of blood" Quite a sadistic test, especially since she could've just killed me right there instead of toying with me like this. I see now that the entire floor is flooded with about a quarter an inch deep of blood. I get a quick mental flash back of this same woman killing a bunch of soldiers in this room using knives and dodging their bullets, and then draining their blood everywhere. Thinking about her challenge, my feet change from wearing shoes, to slippers, back to shoes, and then to socks before settling on barefoot as I consider how to stay quietest. Barefoot it is then... The cold, sticky blood is really creepy, and not more than a few steps in, the sticky noises give me away. She lunges at me, trying to bite my throat in half. I get a clear look at her face for the first time, it resembles a zombie face, with dark red slime and nastiness all around her mouth, crazy demonic eyes, and greasy straight black hair. I push against her chest and stomach to hold her back and get knocked on my back over some furniture. She jumps at me, using her teeth as her main weapon as I struggle to keep her off me. Pushing against her stomach, it turns into a dark empty void like space, but darker somehow. From this void, a second pair of arms reach out to fight me. Struggling with these, I kick at her, only to find another portal open up at her waist from which a second pair of legs come through kicking at me. There is blood everywhere, and she just doubled her limbs while trying to bite me to death. This fact sinks in a bit and I wake up.
I'm a man traveling together with an old friend and several people I've met more recently - we're on a mountain road covered in snow, leading horses. A few red berries on the branch we're passing underneath caught my eye, everything else is bare. I'm thinking about the place we've just been turned away from, feeling annoyed. We were counting on this letter written by the head of a monastery to convince the master of some estate or something along those lines to let us stay there until the snow melts, but there was some trouble with the man the letter was addressed to. Right now I'm walking next to a blonde woman dressed in red who's worried about food. I cheer up as I talk to her, and I'm saying that food won't be a problem for tonight, "Dieter and I found a veritable mountain of-"
I was lucid for many hours this night and most of it was astral. I seem to have been handed over to the woman who I was showed off to in the dream where I was being tested. She is very patient and we mostly just walked around inside a crowded building and talked. She is 100% intolerant of my trying to get touchy or cuddly with any of the woman how were there. She would make the dream go grey screen the moment I was getting distracted by women. She did not prevent me from changing the visuals so that random female DCs were topless. I had to wake up three times to pee and was able to instantly return to her each time. Surprisingly I had quiet a bit to drink that night but it did not seem to hold me back. The most memorable lesson was on how to consciously shift vibrational frequencies to move to a new location. These locations overlap and were shown basically like floors of a multilevel building with the shift being like operating an elevator. I still am not sure how she was doing it.
I wanted to incubate this LD for a long time. When I was in high-school (not so long ago) I talked all the time to this girl I really liked but I never achieved anything with her and felt like a loser because of it. So you know, I wanted to go back in time and instead of wasting my time talking to her, do whatever it was I wanted to do with her. I know is kinda pathetic but I needed to get this girl out of my system. Tried this dream a lot but eventually gave up. I couldn't get the girl to spawn! Or the school! I guess I got better at this by trying the Dream Views tasks of the month! I found my self at my old high-school's entrance and instantly became LUCID! And then went in (you need to get through the elementary first in order to get to the high-school's section). I remember how real it felt, all the children running around and the teachers just casually greeting me, "good morning", it was the trippiest thing ever. Just like another day at school! I entered the high-school section and friends were greeting me and stuff. I got to the place I usually talk to her (by some vending machines) but she wasn't there. A friend came by and I told her to bring her for me, she said okay. After like 5 seconds, there she was walking towards me! And even hotter than in real life! She had an attitude but I used my will to get her to chill out. And yes, we definitely didn't just talk this time. I had some fun with her right in the middle of the school, with everybody looking at us. And I can proudly say that I got her out of my system!
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