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01.01.2015

Dark Storms (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I remember being at my school. It was dark outside, and I was standing in the lobby. Only a couple lamps illuminated the lobby and elementary hall to my left. Suddenly, I felt aware.. Wasn't I just asleep in my bed? I did the nose plug RC. Sure enough, I could breathe through my nose!

I proceeded to run down the hall to my left, and for some reason, that caused me to teleport.

I wound up in my mom's house. It was still nighttime. (I had lost some lucidity here) Some of my classmates (mainly boys) were in my living room with me. We were sitting on two couches. I was in between two of them, Mike on my right and I think it was WL on my left. I think we were watching a movie on a very dim TV screen in front of us. Here, I just kind of let the dream go (I didn't have that much control).

Mike was talking to me and suddenly he placed his hand on my right leg. He smiled at me kind of oddly. I noticed he didn't have the best intentions, so surprisingly, I was aware enough (I'm really surprised I did this) to move his hand off of my leg. He then began nudging me with his shoulder, playfully.

We ended up "falling asleep". (There was a period of time where it was darkness for a couple seconds) We all woke up at the same time, still in the same place on the couch. "Did we fall asleep?" I heard myself say sheepishly. "I guess so." Mike said.

The living room was dark. I heard something outside. I turned around and looked towards the front door. I could see through the windows on the door (not blurry and distorted like they are in real life). I saw what looked like a police car pulling out of the next-door-neighors-who lived-across-from-us's front yard. "Is that the police?" I asked out loud. I got up from the couch and walked towards the front door and opened it. I saw that it was raining, much like a monsoon. The guys followed me to the door. Across the road, I saw the police car, and a badly wrecked car beside it in the yard.

"Oooh." said someone.

Suddenly, they disappeared. Having little control and awareness, I assumed that they went to go look at the wreckage. I closed the front door. I found my glasses on me somewhere (probably in my pocket). As I was handling them, I noticed they were broken. The frames had snapped in two. "Maybe I could use some sort of magic to repair these", I thought.

I never tried. I walked to the back door, and looked out onto the back porch. It was dark of course. I could see my great dane staring at me through the window. He looked oddly deformed. I opened the door to get a better look.

Instead of a normally shaped dog; his body looked like a balloon. His head was normal sized, and his legs were very thin and long. His tail was nonexistant.

When he walked around, it was creepy.

Creeped out, I went back inside and closed the door.

Suddenly, I heard a loud clap of thunder. It sounded more like glass breaking, but then a very bright flash of light illuminated my vision. The house was as dark as ever. A very loud clap of thunder again. A flash of light. A bit scared, I opened the front door again. It was barely raining now. Pieces of the wrecked car were still there.

I then woke up naturally.

Vividity: 7.5
Awareness: 8
Dream Length: 4-5 mins.

On the first day of New Years my Dream Guide gave to me: 1 dream, 2 dream fragments, 4 False Awakenings, 2 short lucids, and a partrige in a pear tree. (Just kidding about the last one).

I hardly EVER have false awakenings. This is probably only about my 3rd time having them in all my time practicing lucid dreaming(which is about 7 years). I would always browse the forums and wonder why there were so many threads related to that. Well now I know..

I was with my sister and we were in the car listening to music on my laptop. We got to a store and I left my laptop in the car with the music still playing and the windows down(What a stupid thing to do) and I didn't lock the car. Then we went inside the store and a few minutes later I realized that I probably should have locked the car. So I went back out side, and sure enough the car is gone. I get out my phone and call 911. I was actually kind of happy that it got stolen because my car is a piece of crap and so is my laptop and I wanted to get a new one.

-fragment about getting Aubrey for secret santa and trying to figure out what to get her

-fragment about getting a galaxy bath bomb for christmas and being very happy about it


-False awakening in which my mom was by my bed telling me something

-False awakening where there was an officer at my bed and I thought he was probably there to talk about my stolen car(from previous dream) but it was super fuzzy, then I "woke up"

-I had another false awakening and I knew I was dreaming because everything was fuzzy. I looked at my hands to stabilize and then got out of bed and walked down the hallway, but everything became so fuzzy that I couldn't see.

-So I "woke up" AGAIN and it didn't feel like real life so I looked at my hands, and sure enough I was still dreaming. This time I could see clearly. I got out of bed again and walked to my living room. It was like somebody had turned the saturation up because everything was so colorful and sharp. I was going to try my goal of flying to space but instead was like, "fuck it, I'm going to have sex."(which I've never done lucid). So I went outside and looked for a guy. There were so many women walking down the street. One of them was dressed like Snooki and was wearing pants and a purple bra and had huge boobs. Finally, I saw a man. He was really good looking. He started walking towards me and he began to take his shirt off but then I woke up.

1. I was in some kind of scrapyard area with just sand, and it was daytime. The sky was pretty much clear with the exception of a few clouds. Not far in front of me there was a playground area that looked alot like a monkey bar thing in the shape of a sphere. I went up to it and climbed on it. There were other people around me, and they were all my age. The monkey bar sphere was actually pretty tall. As I climbed to the top of it, I noticed a girl on the opposite side of me, and she was also climbing up. Suddenly, the sky went overcast as if a storm was brewing or something.
I kept on climbing, but then I paused and waited for the girl to catch up. Once she did I started a conversation with her and she seemed really into me. I started flirting with her and a sexual tension arose. I raced her to the top of the sphere. Once she got to the top, she climbed over onto my side. Once she got on my side we both climbed down together. I got down before her so I helped her get down. As I helped her get down I grabbed her ass. I was semi-lucid the entire dream, but now I'm fully Lucid. She giggles and looks at me with a dirty kind of smile on her face.
As she comes down, we walk together to get out of the scrapyard. As we do, the sky becomes clear again and its bright. Some guy comes up to me, and I forgot why, but we ended up fighting. I remember punching this guy alot and I kept hitting his back because he would cower down. Eventually the fight stopped. I remembered that I had a mission to do in the dream, but the girl distracted me once again. We started walking down a street together and I asked her, "Hey, wanna come over to my place?" I asked. "Uh no, do all the other girls you talk to do that?" She asked. "Yeah, its quite normal." I replied. I guess she didn't want to come off as a slut, so I didn't take her back to my place. This is were I go back into non-lucidity because I get on a bus for some reason and get distracted.
As I'm riding the bus I start talking to the people sitting around me. I realize that I know some of them, but I forgot who they were.

I was in my bedroom at my dad's house. I don't know how exactly I became lucid, but I did, and tried to switch the light on. I closed my eyes, imagined the lights on and opened them and it worked. I then stood there thinking about what I wanted to do. I remembered that I shouldn't be thinking about it too long, because I would waste my dream. I decided I wanted to go to my mom's house. I tried changing the scenery several times, but it didn't work. I did the nose-pinch RC to be sure that I was dreaming. I was, indeed, dreaming so I decided to find another way to get to my mom's house. I went to the bathroom to find a mirror and I put my hand through it, for some reason though I didn't want to use the mirror and suddenly someone ran into the bathroom.
"Hurry! They're trying to get everyone out of the house, you should hide if you want to stay here," the dream character said. I thanked my subconscious for helping me at the right moment and went outside. I saw a huge UFO and I got in. I told myself that we would be at my mom's house soon and the UFO landed. I lost lucidity because I didn't remind myself that I was dreaming. I recognized the place where we had landed as my mom's house, but it actually was a city. I walked around for a little bit and I didn't like it. It was too dark. Almost like a nightmare. I saw people running around like zombies, fighting each other and stealing stuff. Someone told me I had to run because it was Christmas. I said: "But Christmas is supposed to be fun!"
"Not here. Here, all the people try to steal stuff for themselves because nobody gives them presents."
Then I woke up.

Also, I remember a dream fragment where I'm talking to a friend of mine and she suddenly shows me an essay she wrote. It was about lucid dreaming, and I was surprised that she wanted to write an essay about that.
"I didn't know you were into that stuff?" I asked.
"Yeah it's quite interesting. You do that too, right?" she said. "How do you become lucid?"
"Usually by performing a RC when I see something strange," I answered. "In fact, you should do them very regularly so you'll be performing one in a dream too!"
"What kind of RC do you use?" she then asked.
"The nose-pinch RC usually works for me," I said.
"Can you show me how that one works?" she asked.
"Nooo, not now. We're in public, it probably looks very weird and I don't wanna be seen as a weirdo or something," I said.
My subconscious was helping me so well oh my god, I'm so stupid.

I was in school. The classroom was old. I was sitting in the front of classroom. We were talking about a boy who died on a heart attack here. There was a girl who can sense his presence in the classroom. I looked all over the classroom, searching for any abnormalities. I took my glasses off, and in the blur, I saw a transparent shape moving all around. When I went out of school, I met that girl and talked with her about that. We decided to find any clues about that boy. We found that he couldn't pass the exams a few times, and spent twenty years trying to finish them, and that he had a descendant. We decided to find this child. Once when walking through a park, we were possessed by unknown forces. I saw myself and the girl from the third person perspective. Yellow light emanated from our eyes. We were aggressive towards everyone in sight. When it was over, we have found out that the ghost cursed us, and we were in grudge with the lords of the underworld. Next we have found the ghost's descendant in the poorest section of town. The man must have died recently, since the child is only a few months old. Another day in school, we were possessed again. Everything went black. When my vision returned, I found myself lying on the ground in front of my house.

Morning of January 1, 2015. Thursday.

Dream #: 17,545-02. Reading time: 1 min 40 sec.



I am in the Cubitis house in the morning. The living room is about four times bigger. The bedroom my father built into the carport is also about four times larger.

I am aware of noise and music from an unknown source (from the northwest). After about twenty minutes, our oldest son’s martial arts class, as it was when he was younger, enters the house through the front door. It is disco music I do not recognize at first. The intrusion and noise annoy me. (I do not question why my son is younger or why the martial arts class will be in the new north bedroom. It does not occur to me that my son had never been to America). I am standing near what would be the eastern wall, near the windows, looking west into the expanse of the living room. It has a slightly shiny and partly reflective floor. (In reality, the house had brown floor tiles in every room, speckled with different colorful patterns on each tile).

The real-life instructor asks me if I mind the music they are using today, some of which is The Village People. Even though I find it irritating, I say, “I can take it or leave it this morning,” so as not to cause an argument (especially as he seems very cheerful and kind). He seems to appreciate my honesty and willingness to allow the class to continue, and they go into the carport addition, all dressed in white martial arts uniforms.

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Question and answers:

Why the martial arts teacher? He is this dream’s vestibular modulation personification, an association with the emerging (preconscious) awareness required to wake and become active with discernible physicality and coordination.

Why the martial arts class in the bedroom? It is because I am sleeping in a bedroom at the time. This dream is nothing more than a typical wake-up call precursory to correlating with real physicality upon waking. I consider the martial arts class (and music) as “intrusive” only because I desire (liminally) to sleep a little longer.

Why is it in the wrong bedroom? It is so I do not mistake my dream for real life. My son is younger for the same reason. I remain in the living room without the process of wall mediation (entering the bedroom).

This type of dream is not much different from a bathroom wake-up call dream, when a bathroom is inaccessible or “wrong” to eventually produce the realization of the need to wake and answer nature’s call.

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Morning of January 1, 2015. Thursday.

Reading time: 35 sec. Readability score: 48.



I am supposed to get on a military helicopter under non-threatening conditions, approaching from its right side. It features a camouflage design. It is in a mostly featureless field with overgrown weeds. While walking, my foot catches on a piece of uprooted root or snagged plant stem, and I trip with the usual hypnopompic kick.

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Usually, this stage of dreaming occurs as walking in a city and tripping or falling off the curb (though that is too common to bother to document, as is the beginning of this dream, as most begin with sightings of lakes and rivers as this one did), typically only as the first dream of a sleep cycle. Helicopters are a common form of vestibular system correlation and a projection of illusory physicality when there is more mental energy present, though on a spiritual level they have an association with the Merkaba as tornadoes do.

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I kept transferring trains, going somewhere.

I was in a building. Or going inside a building. We're going to the 50th floor. There was sort of entrance or block in a nearby building.

I was on the street. Taft? Aurora? Daytime. I was talking to a guy about school or going back to school. La Salle. I thought about transferring.

Happy New Years Eve!

I haven't written down my dreams in a few days because I've been up north with TPLSGM and just haven't been bothered to. But while I was up there, I had this lucid.
Oh and I'm finally changing my lucid color so it's not the lime-green text anymore.

I was starting to wake up so that's when I knew I was dreaming. I was in a room that looked similar to the cabin. Dani was sitting at the kitchen table. I stared at the texture of the table to stabilize. I decided to try one of my goals. "What's the meaning of life?" I asked her. She stared at me with a blank expression and said, "uhhhhhh.... I don't know."

My next goal was to either summon a dead person or fly to space. I thought it would be too hard to fly to space so I decided to try to summon Robin Williams. So I closed my eyes, thought hard about him, and when I opened them, a lady appeared and we were in a room full of gold. There were gold vases and things on shelves around the room, and I thought maybe I was in heaven. The lady was wearing a white dress with gold detail and black hair, like a goddess. She kind of reminded me of Katy Perry in one of her music videos. There was also another lady who looked similar. The lady by me said, "This is the Lord's prayer room" or something like that. It seemed like I wasn't allowed to see Robin Williams. She began to escort me out. I peered into a room that had children singing church songs.

I think I could have stayed lucid longer, but I woke up anyway and had a false awakening in which I grabbed a pen and notebook to write down this dream. I think this might have been my first false awakening ever.

I woke up with the theme song from the tv series Lost playing in my head.

I had a dream that I went to go apply to Winn Dixie (because my irl friend works there), I remember talking to some dude and he gave me the job on the spot, and him and my friend went to go arrange stuff neatly on the shelves and I decided to help to hopefully get a good reputation. It seemed kind of like a good will with random stuff just thrown on shelves and we were straightening them up going down aisles.
Soon after I remember driving home with a different friend, we were down a road that's in our neighborhood adjacent to our community center. irl its paved, but in the dream it was still a dirt road. It also had a large dip in it, and plants overgrown around it, and rocks around it, too. He would drive down the road, but the truck was spinning yet still going straight down the road. it was actually kind of fun.

I also dreamt that I was at school, and during lunch we had to go to some assembly and we would miss 5th period, I was sort of bummed out because I liked my 5th period and didn't really like my 6th period. I don't remember an assembly at all, but I remember being in a class, it was my math class and surprisingly the desks were in the right order, but I was in my old desk at the front of the class and I was on the last row. I think there was another desk in front of mine, though. I pull my tablet out of my backpack and realize I forgot to put teamviewer on my computer so I could play on my computer from my tablet. Somehow I still manage to play civ 5, though. It's me and my friend, Trent, at my house, my kitchen. We settle a city in the living room, and the living room has a brown couch, it is also kind of dark, it's light in the kitchen but the rest of the house is dark. But then we start to get worried on who is in the game, we go in to my dad's room, who isnt home, and hide in the corner, hoping we wont be found. My friend says Attila the Hun is in the game, and he enters our house and that automatically triggers our meeting. He walks in to my room. We get up and go back in the living room and I see Kim Jong Un coming up my porch. (btw, attila and kim both have some companion with them). We meet and Kim is walking towards me, I don't know where my friend went and I see Attila come out of the darkness and Attila rips kim's head in half by his mouth, there was no blood though, it looked like clay. Attila's companion also kills Kim's companion and they shapeshift into Kim and kim's companion. I grab my friend and tell him that Attila is a shapeshifter and no one is to be trusted. My friend disappears off somewhere again, and I'm standing in the kitchen and in the shadows I see some white, ethereal creature, it's one of the shapeshifters, they kind of hide behind a wall but are still very visible, I tell him that I see through his disguise. I think he backs off, but later some lizardman in a black robe, one of the shapeshifters, comes at me. I run at him, move to one side, he follows, move to another, hes slow but follows, and then again I move to another side and I juke him out, run past him, and now I'm on the other side of the couch. I insult him like "dude, you cant even fucking play football". The lizardman tells me he will be back, but I'm not really worried. He goes to my room. I'm walking around, now the whole house is dark, and I'm worried. I go and look down the house to where my room is, and in the hallway the light is on, and illidan stormrage is standing outside my room's door, I go back and I start to get worried, and wake up.

I have a dream that I'm at the mall, I go in to a store with blue wall paint and a metal door, and there's two chicks from my school working there, I ask for an application, they hand me one and I go sit down at this long, metallic looking table parallel to the counter. I'm sitting there filling it out and it changes to some test. I know some of the answers. These guys from my school (named dominic, carlos, and some other dude -- for my memory) are sitting there now, and they are also taking the test. And there's also a bunch of clutter on the table, like backpacks and stuff. Carlos already took the test last period but he said he has to take it again. He tells me someone wrote down the answer key where I'm sitting and told me to tell them the answers. For some reason I have a hard time telling them the answers, they are weird anyways. I have to bubble them in and it's not letters but weird symbols. Carlos says "Screw it I already took the test" and turns his in and leaves. When I'm done with the test I notice the room is a lot brighter and looks more like a classroom, and the door is wood instead of metal.

Last night I had a dream that I was at school, some kind of event was going on. A lot was going on, but I only remember being in the lunchroom and a friend of mine, max, who no longer goes to this school is in a booth with a few others, catching up. I go over there and start talking to him. We're going on about games, and other bull crap. I ask him for his steam, he tells me I have it, then I tell him I made a new account (all true). He tells me his steam, sfp>kill, or something like that. In the dream I forget it aswell and I keep asking him, but I don't say it loud enough because of all the crap going on in the dream, it's loud. I remember even a computer monitor at the booth and trying to find him on steam. I get up and go to grab lunch, the lunch room resembles my elementary school lunch line. I'm leaving and I see people just walking off with lunch like it's free. I'm going and I ask a lady sitting outside the lunchline door at a table "What's my lunch number?" she looks confused, and I remember lunch is free, and I walk back to the booth. That's all I remember,