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In this lucid dream, I was playing right along with the Dream Figures, creating some drama, fun and an interesting story line, until they realized I was stringing them a line. I’m always way too serious in my lucids and I usually have an agenda, but not this time!

In this dream I was in the back of my pickup, trying to rollout the black nylon cover, but it wasn’t working, and I was blaming my wife for messing it up (I know, typical husband). The black vinyl cover was supposed to be black, but it was now brown and all torn up. Hey, wait a second, this is a dream, I’m lucid! This lucid happened around 1:30 Am, which is a good thing, because LD’s early in the night are typically very vivid and clear for me (almost magical). I stepped off the truck box and looked around, realizing I was inside a large industrial looking garage. My wife was now gone and I was alone. I decided to head out and explore this amazing place.

There was a hallway leading out of the garage, and it came to a glass door exit. I decided to try walking right through the glass door, without opening it, and it worked perfectly. I felt the glass passing through my body (there’s no waking world sensation to describe it). Once I was outside, I could see two people walking, in what looked like space suits, way off to the left, through a garage door opening. It was night time, and I was surrounded by dark colored buildings. I flew up about 50 feet into the air and then slowly flew between the buildings, then 3 men stepped out of a doorway, and I hovered above them. They didn’t notice me above them, and I watched as they walked away and chatted.

Then a black car drove out of the same building, and parked alongside. I decided to fly down and take a closer look. I hovered above the trunk and watched two men step out of the car. One fellow was holding a knife to the second guy’s throat, so I slowly floated down beside them to see what was going on. The guy holding the knife was startled when he saw me, and the 2nd fellow ran off. He then turned the knife towards me, and this is when I decided to play along with the dream game. I looked at him and said, “It’s okay, I’m a secret agent too, follow me into the building! I want to show you something.” He put his knife away and said, “Oh, okay.” I had no idea what was in the building, or what I was going to show him, but I walked into the same door the three guys had exited earlier, and he followed me.

We walked straight down a hallway, made a left turn, then a right, and we ended up in a long concrete passage. I was struggling to come up with something to show him, so I decided to do some lucid dream skills, and I said, “I have secret agent superpowers!” I took my fist and slowly pushed it into the concrete wall and then I pulled it out. I left a hole in the wall, and there was concrete dust all over my hand. His eyes opened wide, and he said, “Holy, that’s unreal!”

A woman appeared out of nowhere and walked up to us, and I told her, “I’m an agent with superpowers. I’m genetically engineered!” (I was really pouring it on, lol) I said, “Watch this!”, and I pushed my point finger into the concrete wall, up to my knuckles. She didn’t seem very impressed with my superpowers, and then she proceeded to lift my shirt and grab onto my stomach with pliers and twist. I was thinking this is some kind of psycho chick! I couldn’t help noticing my stomach was glowing with white light (not sure why). I said to her, “I didn’t feel a thing.” This wasn’t true, because it sort of tickled, and I couldn’t stand the feeling. She was going to do it again, and I shouted, “Don’t!” She asked me why, and I replied, “I just don’t like it.” She said, “Okay.” Then another guy with wires, plugs, and bandages on his head walked up to us.

This guy looked really pale; he had black around his eyes, and was simply scary. There were copper wires coming out of his skull, connecting to a junction block with a multi-pin plug. I looked at him, pointed, and said, “Hey, you have wires connected to your brain and they go to a plug!” It was a very shocking site, like ‘The Borg’. He then pointed at my head and said, “You don’t have any wires coming out of your head. What’s going on?” I looked at the woman, who had been twisting my gut with pliers, and I said, “You know, there’s much more sophisticated ways of plugging into somebody’s brain using chips and Wi-Fi.” She then started to laugh at me (I wasn’t fooling her at all). I started laughing too, and then I woke up.

19.01.2015

Teleporting to uncharted islands. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

There was a friend who had the ability to teleport with a machine. He was teaching me how to build the machine and we took a few attempts. We appeared at a gym and there was a big bee also. The guy told me to ignore the bee and he started to tell me that he could also travel in time and to places that were not yet discovered.

He told me about some tiny islands that were uncharted. I wanted to teleport there and I could see that I appeared in some tiny islands, they were below the Earth crust and there were creatures that are unknow to this world. Also, there was no light and the island was no longer than a foot long. I could not fit and I teleported back to the old gym.

From here, I went to a festival related to arcade games.







There were a ton of weird arcades that I have never seen in my life. I stopped by one arcade and some dude pushed me to the site in order for him to play it. I sat on an arcade next to him trying to figure what was going on. The arcade had no screen and I wondered how it could be played.

There was also a big and darker room where people were playing Word of Warcraft. I told myself that I never played that game and never will. I also realized they were giving away Nintendo 3DS XL if you played the game. I figure it would be addicting so I passed.

I went to a campsite, it was night and there were some strange animals. They looked like Pokemon, but like real life and making weird noises.

19.01.2015

Lemon car wont break (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I went to some Mexican neighborhood and some dude had an old manual transmission car. It looked really like a lemon, ready to go to the junkyard, but I took a test drive.







The transmission was super smooth and the engine roared like if it was a sports car. On the interior it looked on and there were some papers around. I picked up my wife an showed her how smooth the drive was.

It was a nice drive, and I actually liked the car. I drove it until night until I saw there was some huge party, blocking the street. The car was speeding and upon trying to break, the car did not... I panicked and I could not even warn the people (honk not working) so I started to run over people. Even though there was no blood, no bumps, nothing, it was like if they were holograms and other people around did not seemed to care. I woke up a little altered.

19.01.2015

Happy client after Banishing (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was called by a client because of something that happened in her home when I was there.

I got to a big building, kind of futuristic and very dark. The walls were gray, looked like concrete and the door was made out of dark wood. The lady opened the door and she had a ton of gadgets and a very fancy decor.

Apparently, my twin flame and I did a spirit banishing work at her house. I could not recall such event but she even knew the name of my twim flame (who in real life I have done banishings with) Aparently, during the ritual, Olga dented some pricey figure.

My client wanted us to pay to fix it and well, we found it fair. She was happy of my honestly and I knew Olga would be happy to do so as well. Our client told me that she will be happy to work with me in the future, that she was going to need readings and that all the entities were gone and her house felt safe again.

19.01.2015

Fragments (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I am working on just adding keywords to my journal. My problem here: Three very busy days without writing the dream down, rendering to remember nothing but just fragments from my journal.

- Bob, hotel, fight.
- Cars, freeway, medium.

I'm looking at a man lying on the floor, bound in ropes, while a woman talks to me about him. He doesn't have a shirt and the ropes are cutting into his skin, I can smell blood, though he's otherwise unhurt. I can't see his face. The woman's saying, "We would walk a (something) of this guy. (Something long) lest he move-" I'm thinking that this situation reminds me of something I did under Charlemagne's rule.

FK, catching up with Janette. She's shocked to learn I haven't turned anyone since we separated in 1683 - it's been a century or two since then. She finds it impossible to imagine spending all that time without your own kind.

On the subject of writing, the man I'm speaking with is arguing that using a gateway to hell as a plot device is trite. The gateway to hell should be the book itself, not a device.

Walking aimlessly down the halls of the McKittrick Hotel, I was considering passing the time at Hecate's replica bar - she'll be out for a while yet but it's always possible someone interesting will stop in. But I heard the beautiful sound of a piano coming from the room just beyond the bar's entrance, and followed it, and met a classical composer who I could not convince to give me his name.

I'm trying to hold a conversation with a giant. He's holding an ax, the blade of which is currently buried in the roof of a building, and there are a few terrified people running away - they're being very loud and making it difficult for me to continue our conversation. But the giant's just thanked me for something, and I respond in disbelief, "You thanked a jinxed magician." That's something you shouldn't do, very bad luck.

So guys, I haven't recalled any dreams in a week or so due to the flu. Nevertheless I'll put down everything I remember:

1. I became Lucid in a rather dark room. The walls of this room where a light brown that had a red glow on it. It was almost like there was a source of red light that was shining on the wall, and maybe that's actually what it was. I remember walking around the room because of how fascinated I was. This Lucid lasted a while but I don't remember anything else.

2. I had just woken up from a dream where I was climbing a ladder. Upon awakening I thought to myself, "Wow, I have never climbed a ladder like that before." I found it so interesting to the point where I started imagining climbing the ladder. Still being on the brink of falling back asleep, I realized that as I imagined climbing the ladder, it felt so real. I actually felt my hands grasping the sides of the ladder and looking up the ladder as I climbed it. A DEILD was starting.
Somehow another dream started and I got engulfed into that one. I specifically went into my house in the next dream where I was semi-lucid. I have been semi-lucid in a lot of my dreams lately.

It was in the middle of the night. The sky was clear but I couldn't see any star. I was standing in front of the campfire. In the background I could see a village with victorian houses. Gothic cathedral was barely visible in the darkness. The campfire gave dim, moody light. I saw random adventurers. Some of them stayed close to the light, but th rest was hidden in the darkness, leaving only black silhouettes in sight. We were sitting there until the morning, then we moved to the forest. We were fighting with groups of small, red demons weilding scimitars and bucklers. There were also some zombies shambling in the distance.

LUCID DREAM # 10- THIRD WILD SUCCESS

January 18, 2015: Background: Megavitamin BID, 5-HTP 100mg h.s., 8mg Galantamine + 500mg Choline @ 4:00am: I go immediately back to bed after taking G and Ch. As usual, I have trouble falling asleep immediately. Had two short dream scenes in which I was 100% lucid, but could not get to “form” properly and lost after only a few moments. In the first, an attractive long, dark haired woman was slinging her pocketbook over her left shoulder - the arm furthest from me. The scene around her is vague and poorly detailed. I “yell" with my inner voice, “focus" but the scene fades instead and I “wake” a bit, recollecting that I’d taken supplements and was trying to induce an LD. After a short interval of steady breathing and relaxation with nothing more than black blankness, a scene develops in which I am making a purchase of some kind and go to the check-out counter. The “counter” greatly resembles a cheap faux-leather weight lifting bench more than a check-out counter. The woman behind the counter is the Russian woman from the movie Dodgeball with her hair up in buns and buck teeth. As this is happening, I “wake" as I hear Lynne come into the master bedroom accompanied by the sound of the door bottom scraping over the deep pile carpet as she opens, enters, and then closes the bedroom door. I hear her open the bathroom door and make her usual morning sounds for a while. I am aware that I am in my bed trying to LD, so I keep my eyes closed and remain still. This, it turns out is a FALSE AWAKENING. Lynne NEVER came into the bedroom. It was a dream all along. THIS segues into a full blown LD that lasts approximately 20 minutes.

January 18, 2015: Lucid dream: I find myself in an industrial size kitchen with Jenny G******t and Lynne. Jenny looks to be about 30 or so, Lynne looks her current age. I am 100% aware from the outset that this is a dream based upon the completely foreign setting, and because Jenny is there and way too young. I look around the huge kitchen. Lots of stainless steel appliances, pots, pans, utensils and counter tops. The walls themselves appear to be rough concrete - meant to be functional for the purpose of preparing meals for several hundred people the expense of any attractiveness. I walk up to Jenny intent on proving this is a dream. “What was the name of your first husband, I ask.” "Bob," she replies. I think to myself “Shit, she got that right.” I go up to Lynne. “What is your birthday?” She gives me a nonsensical answer and I think “WoooHoo, I’m dreaming!”

I leave the kitchen via an arched passageway that is reasonably well lit, but seems like a catacomb with built in recesses and shelves. Everyone I see is OLD, with grey hair. Not one person looks less than 80. I begin to fear I too am old, and have been committed to this horrid nursing home type place along with other aged and infirmed people in an institution whose kitchen I have just left.

As I walk the hall I come upon a man lying flat in a hospital bed against the right-hand wall. His head is away from me as I approach. The bed rails are down. He is covered by sheets but for some reason I think he has had an amputation of his right leg. I go up to him. He is reading a book in bed. I ask to see it and he hands it to me. There is a picture on the cover of a woman in a modern gymnasium setting lying flat on one of the workout machines. The picture is too small to make out much more than the fact that she is naked. The book appears to be her self-published book on bodybuilding while naked. The man throws back the sheets and I am relieved to see he has two good legs. He gets out of bed and walks from the direction I have just come, so I drop the book on his now empty bed and continue on my way.

I come upon a window on the left side of the catacomb wall which is an arched bricked affair with no glass - like you might see in a medieval castle. Inside the hall the only perceptible color is an institutional flat off-white. Outside, somewhat below me, are dozens of peaked houses with brightly colored wooden trim, shining in the bright daylight. From the window I can make out green, red, yellow and blue painted wood-trimmed Alpine--like houses built into numerous hill sides! I immediately want to escape to the outside, but fear that as a resident of this place, an alarm will sound the moment I try to escape. While looking down out of the window, I see there is an alley immediately below me where a bunch of men (employees of the facility in which I am trapped) are smoking cigarettes. I leave the window and walk on. Very shortly I come upon a short passageway also off to my left which has a very substantial door at its end. I immediately realize I have no chance whatsoever of getting out that way, but I go to try the door handle anyway. Just as I reach for the handle, the door is opened from the outside by one of the men from the alley! I am startled when he holds the door open for me and allows me to exit. My immediate concern is that I will quickly be pursued like an escaped prisoner, but no alarm is raised...so out I go!

As I walk past the remainder of the men in the alley, I ask “Where are we?” I am told “London!” Out the alley I turn left onto a much broader street. I can see it remains fairly level as far as I can see, but all the streets off of it to the right appear “down hill” and those on the left are up a bit. Because I’m concerned about being old (after all, I was in a nursing home) I chose to stay on the level road, worried that if I go downhill on one of the side streets I won’t be able to walk back up, and if I go uphill it will tax my abilities. At the first intersection I approach, a Bobby in full uniform complete with hat, whistle and gold buttons is seen standing in the middle of the road. He immediately waves me safely across to the right side of the street, and I walk down the right hand sidewalk past pubs, storefronts, and walls with air conditioners sticking out through them. The Bobby is the last dream character I see. The street has no other people or cars on it. On my left (across the street) a large blue-water harbor glistens in the sun. No boats are upon the water. However, there are light poles and benches for sitting at intervals. I walk down my side of the street marveling at all the detail. I actually laugh out loud in my dream when I remind myself that incredibly, this is a dream! I know exactly who I am, and that I’m really in my bed sleeping and dreaming and that I got “here” by taking supplements! Even more amazing, while walking down the street ruminating over where my real life self was, I remembered that in real life I had finished upgrading some parts on one of my model helicopters and if I was going to test fly it, I needed to get up early before it started to rain! After a few more moments of wandering, I decided I needed to wake up and do that. Since the dream was kind of boring with no dream characters in sight, I told myself to wake up, and I woke up! Wake time = 7:00am.

Something to do with me working on a small private space station. A spacecraft arrived with two scientists on board that were eager to return to earth with valuable scientific data and samples from other planets. The president (Yes, Barack Obama) was also on-board.

Ground control told me that I had to make getting the president home my first priority. There were only three seats in the return pod, so I couldn't fit both scientists. I asked if they could just go down the three of them and I could wait in orbit, but they stated that was probably a bad idea because I was the only pilot on the team.

I eventually flew the president and one of scientists down, and when I got on the ground I saw that they were already preparing a return mission for the other scientist. They had this big parade celebrating the presidents successful return from space.

The mayor of our town had to give a speech about me and Obama. Then his head fell off. I caught it. He apologized to everyone present saying that this just happens sometimes (he had some sort of health problem), and politely asked me if I would place it back onto his body. I did and he continued giving this speech. But it was having problems staying attached. He kept having to nudge it with one hand to keep it from falling off again.

I became lucid as I realized how ridiculous of a health problem this was. But I woke up. Goddang layer 1's


I was walking around a large supermarket/store. Wal-mart or Target vibes here. One of the aisles was labeled 'For caveman mode, go here' or something. I recognized 'Caveman Mode' as a lucid dreaming term sometimes used here on the site and became partially lucid but fell out of it before I could grasp that I was dreaming.

Some lady bumped into me, and I started to wake up, but found that I was still clinging to the dream. I was between being in bed and being in the store. I then realized that I was lucid and that I could use this. I began aggressively stabilizing my walking around the store.

I went to the freezer aisle and opened the door. Cold air hit me in the face, grounding me further to the dream. I then walked to the front of the store, walked out the door and formally announced to myself that I was completely in the dream.

Then lucid auto pilot kicked in and I decided to look for Manei. I looked around and saw a brick post out the front of the store.

"Er... okay, let's say that Manei is behind that post."

I walked around to the side and saw a blonde girl. She was topless and looked really confused to be here. She started trying to talk to but nothing was coming out of her mouth. I ignored her and decided that if Manei wasn't going to show up, I should just fly.

I looked up. It was foggy/overcast kind of day, no good for flying unless I could get above the clouds. Some teenager mocked me for staring at the sky like a 'retarded moron', only to eat his words when I lifted into the air on a column of flame.

I started to spin out of control before I could get more than a few stories off the ground. I then looked over and saw Manei. Or part of her, she seemed to be having difficulties anchoring herself to the dream, glitching in and out of existence every few seconds. Her movement seemed to be glitching too, she seemed to acquire random velocity out of nowhere.

At one point she manifested right in front of me and then shot off in front of me tumbling through the air at about a hundred miles per hour. She disappeared in the fog and then shot back and struck me, knocking me off of my flying jets. As I tumbled through the air, I saw a random old lady in the parking lot of the story reach out her arms to catch me. I managed to orient myself and lower myself gently in front of her.

I thanked her for trying to catch me, but told her that I had this handled. I was getting ready to fly off again when I woke up.

Note: Before going to bed I was rewatching some episodes of "Heroes" so a dream with superpowers is unsurprising.

Fragment: all I remember is something about using another's superpower and pretending it was one's own (and I do not know whether it was me or a dream character who did it).

Edit: I remember that the idea was to pretend that the other's superpower was one's own, so subterfuge.

Morning of January 19, 2015. Monday.



This is another typical King Street boarding house dream, with nothing relevant to my character or present life. It is a dream I could have had thirty years ago and not known the difference in waking up then or now. Still, I document everything for long-term study (as always, since early childhood) regardless of the type that seems like residual “what if” dregs from the 1980s.

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I make my way to King Street. A male I knew at that time, Don K, is walking with me at one point, carrying a couple full bottles of wine. We end up going into the house through the main front entrance and the landlord and landlady (though started by the landlord), both deceased in reality, go into a bizarre rhythmic “mantra” (with the accented phrasing in the opposite areas as would otherwise seem normal). It seems like some sort of insult to anyone that goes into their house, including a relevance to their desire to be alone. The “song” is one of the oddest things I have heard in a long time.

Don and I end up in the pinhead’s (Leonard S) old room at the southern end of the house. The room is mostly empty. We then drink from different wine bottles. I notice that my bottle, in addition to containing red wine, is also thick with dry powder that does not fully blend with the wine and is apparently crushed sleeping pills. Still, I drink parts of it in small amounts, not really wanting the full effect of either. In reality, I had never taken any form of medication of this kind and rarely ever drank. I attempt to stir it but there is so much powder, the fluid nature of the wine is minimal and nearly too viscous to flow naturally from the bottle. I take about five drinks over time. We are seemingly going to go to Third Street and perhaps meet with others but my dream fades.

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What is interesting is that in the past, I was often within dreams of the future, including those involving the “mystery girl”. Now that I actually “live the dream” so to speak, I often mentally travel to mundane facets of the past (with alternate histories and even no-longer necessary “rehearsals”), almost as if it is some sort of “balancing” function to remind me of the human aspects and encounters of my otherwise legend-like path.

Don was actually the one to inform me of the King Street house availability (while we both worked at the same factory), which was my first unshared apartment in real life at seventeen. It is interesting in that Don was also the worst possible reference I could have had, yet once the owners learned that I was not at all like Don, they let me rent the apartment. Ironically, he was evicted from his apartment shortly after I moved into mine, for drunkenness and leaving broken glass on the lawn.

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Dec 17th - Jan 19th 2015 Super Brief Notes LD's #254 to 270 With Dry Spell

Super quick notes to catch up.

12/17/14 FA "back to sleep" vibrations, stay patient then visuals with eyes closed. Flight to Girl Friday's house and lose patience. Decide to fly up to moon but can't find it and decide I will drop down a bit and land on the moon but end up in a living room with my son about 12 years younger! Hold his hand and talk. #254

quicker...

12/18 cute DC gets me thinking about dream options turns into LD. woman in black is creepy and other weird DC's. Talk to them all searching for SC insight but dumb answers. I mostly ignore woman in black until she re-asserts herself. 255

12/19 with Wife on bench, a sexy woman approaches. Semi to full LD. Boldness initiated. Telepathically tell them to kiss and remove clothes. Sexy! 256

<vacation starts and I change everything I'm doing and pay the price with a dry streak after which I am slow to get back in the groove. Up to this point I was rolling strong 16 LD's in the first 19 days of December.>

12/30 I feel bold early in dream probably assisted by bold visualizations after WBTB. I tell all of the female DC's to follow and gather around me and I float up to a mezzanine overlooking a wide open library-like indoor space to get a good look around at the women. Sex and watching another woman undress sexily. 257

12/31 lucid at seeing deceased father-in-law. Happy to see this dream sign back! 258

Trying to DEILD. Clump of simple images in mostly empty void becomes more complete and I start air swimming towards the scene. Explore a video game-like green landscape by air. 259

1/5/15 become lucid in doctors office probably from seeing cute woman. 260

FA caught: semi to full LD. Crawl over bed. What if someone in bed? Sure enough. Must be a dream! End up in void. Another FA in bed caught due to unlikely scenario. Nudge vibrations. Void. Closed eye teleport. Eventually scene forms in bedroom. Cool courtyard between buildings do backwards TOTM while attempting to find crystal ball for other advanced task. Western shoot'em up! See TOTM thread 1/5 for more complete description. Only counting one LD in this FA series. 261

1/10 on couch with Wife I get dreamy ideas bring another woman in. Sexual then end up outdoors confusion then regain lucidity. Dance with beautiful woman and she becomes this glowing gorgeous bright eyed blonde. 262

Riding down street trucks passing I recognize the street from earlier dream and realize I'm dreaming. Billboard. 263

Praying for someone who seemed to get news of terminal illness my eyes are closed and I see the words "me too" and right below "smile." I take this as a sign that I am being given the opportunity to be lucid but wake. Not counting.

1/11 epic night...to be continued...

Pretty cool dream, I would've liked to have remembered more of it but I only remembered this much after I'd been thinking about it for a while. I actually didn't think I'd dreamt of anything but luckily the memories hit me like a bag of bricks and I scrambled for my journal to write as much as I could.

Non-Lucid
Questioning
Lucid

I am in a huge park with my mum, we're in a group of people and are hiking to the top of a mountian. I am talking to her about different things and I suddenly notice there seems to be a guide at the front. He seems quite un-realistically muscular and dressed like a boy scout leader/park ranger. He is wearing a beige shirt with an orange neck tie with the same beige colour shorts. The guide is also wearing what looks like a ten-gallon hat. As I stop looking at the guide, we reach the top of the mountain. He hands me an empty potato sack and tells me to slide down the mountain. I look where he's telling me to go and it seems quite dense with vegetation with a couple rocks to the side. Regardless I listen to him and prepare myself to slide down.

Memory Gap

I am now at the bottom of the mountain and my mum is behind me again even though she didn't go down with me. I see the entrance to the park and see that there is a booth where people are being given wristbands to allow access. I look at my own wrist and see that I didn't have one, I begin to wonder how I even got into the park without a wristband but dismiss the thought as I want to focus on getting past the booth without being caught. I begin to act like I have a wristband and as I walk past the booth I see two girls roughly my age in there, one has straight brown hair and the other has blonde, curly hair. They are both quite attractive, however I hear some of my friends, they are in a carpark that is completely covered in red/orange gravel. They seem to be playing a more violent form of soccer/football so I decide to join them.

Memory Gap

My friends start leaving and I want to go back into the park now. I start walking towards the gate and on my way I look to my right and see part of a fence that has been completely torn off for some reason I got the slightest hint that I was dreaming because of the fence but once again I wanted to focus on reentering the park without any trouble. I enter a group of people that have their wristbands, catch one last look of the two girls and enter the park once again before the dream fades.

One of my longer dreams actually, even though I forgot some chunks of it. One part I would've like to have remembered was the slide down the mountain. Shame that I forgot about it but at least I didn't totally forget the whole thing. I get the feeling that I've seen the brown haired girl before in my first lucid dream now that I look back on it, she was the one that told me to move carefully otherwise I would wake up. Could she be my dream guide? That would be pretty cool. I'm also beginning to notice that I am questioning dreams more, however I seem to get rid of the thought, I'm not sure why but maybe It's something I need help with.

- Have my second Lucid Dream.
- Have a conversation with a DC.
- Fly.
- Find my Dream Guide.

Added another goal, If that girl is my dream guide I would love to tick that off the box of goals that I have, maybe she can help me.

01/16/15 Very weird astral trip. I was having a long intense lucid that involved flying around the city and landing on roof tops that were vivid. I remember one was a steeply sloped brass roof. I could actually feel the rooftop and the slight give a metal panel would have. I interacted with DCs and my dream guide through various scenes. At one point I had ended up back at what seemed to be a market, when I noticed the DCs one by one taking off into the sky. The entities who dwell in this city rarely fly as it requires energy to counter the gravity this astral area has in place This made me curious, so I flew up after them. They were congregating in the sky and communicated telepathically to me that they were attempting to open a gate way to another are.

I joined them by taking the hands of two of them and everyone formed a big ring in the air like you see with sky divers. Something very weird and hard to explain happened as that reality faded in and out and clouds swirled around and changed colors as the seemed illuminated from behind. The act seemed to take effort as we had to keep trying until a clear center appeared in in the swirling clouds that was lit like a sunrise. that expanded and reality vibrated, then we were floating in the sky above a new area.

We were above a hillside leading down to what looked like a lake or sea shore with features like you see around mineral springs. Many entities were walking down a short path and climbing in the water. I followed them. As soon as I got to the bottom I found myself and companions in a hot springs about chest deep. I realize now that I have been to this place once before in a dream that did not go so well (I freaked out, still being new to astral stuff). I was surprised that I now seemed in a some what enclosed area that was much smaller than what I saw from above. It seems the area is divided into small intimate hot tubs for relaxing with friends.

i asked the crowd in general what this place is, and someone told me to look in the water to see their history. I looked in the water and a scene formed. It was suspiciously like anime. I could not really tell what I was seeing, except that some central figure with a sword had stabbed it into the ground or something. I thought, "this must be a joke, it looks way to much like anime.

I looked back up and said out loud, "So your history is Dragon Ball Z?"

Everyone started laughing, and I felt that somehow they were playing a joke on me. I asked how they could know about things from my waking life? A girl talked and said that they were not from here and were actually all dreamers from various areas. She said she was from France, so and so is from Y*jU&^ (some alien sounding name I could not process) and you are from Idaho.

I asked how she knew I was from Idaho. Unfortunately, at this point I was jolted awake.