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Still hard to breath when sleeping on my back.

I am a very young vampire, my sire, my creator, il a dignified, older italian gentleman with salt and pepper hairs and a tan, rough skin. His wrinkles show that he laughs more that he frown, and I care about him and my vampire siblings. He is hurt, and has to rest on his bed. We're all around him, and I'm laying on the top of the blankets next to him, very upset.
Later, my siblings and I are trying to save people from a arranged wedding that xas initialy supposed to take place between one of my companion and me. We both dress up before entering the room, his tuxedo is classical black and white with a white bowtie, my dress is very traditional and covers me neck to toes. We get in and walk to the platform where the future husband and wife are waiting. Her dress is far more pretty than mine, and I jocke about it with my companion while pulling the man to his feet. I tell him to run and he rush out, like everyone else including me. I'm separated from the other and I try to escape my pursuers by running through a gigantic house full of strange interconnected rooms. the more persistant is closing on me; he looks a lot like my sir and it's making me slow down. He his a agent of a mysterious Queen. He tells me that I run so fast that I'm off limits. I spits in his face as he throws a spell at me, a blue light that burns my flesh to ash. I look to my left hand and see it turning into ash and fall appart before waking up.

I was at Nates cabin and it was by a river but the river was much closer then it had been the last time I had been there. It was rationalized and explained away as the way rivers change but that dosnt really make sense. Nate was laying on his bed sipping from a tiny glass of wine and talking to Graham on the phone with face-time. There were a couple other kids there and Nate said he hadn't brought anything and I said I had brought something. I went exploring again and even walked out into a side stream of the river to an island and on my way back I noticed all the reeds under water that were groping at my feet, very dangerous.

Dream 2: it involved rivers again and traveling through them but I cant really remember other then there were girls

One:

I found myself lucid, but it was a bit unstable. I was rubbing my hands together to try to stabilize it, and I noticed my surroundings becoming more vivid... but I also noticed as I walked along the grass, I couldn't feel anything touching my feet, so I tried to focus on different sensations. Then I thought it would be fun to jump up into the sky and face downwards as I did it, instead of upwards like I usually do. It was pretty friggin terrifying seeing the ground fall away like that. The instability cut the dream short though.

Two:

I was in the car with my grandma and someone else, and it was raining. She was driving, and we raced over a bridge... she was going like 70 mph in heavy traffic and I was all GRANDMA SLOW DOWN JESUS. We were driving over a bridge when the traffic came to a gridlock, and the weather was getting worse.

Instead of sitting in traffic, we pulled into a Walgreens parking lot and went inside. I remember seeing weird decorations for holidays that didn't exist, and I was browsing the candy aisle. When we neared the register, we saw a bunch of customers standing around looking agitated. Apparently the employees locked us all in the store because the weather was so bad we couldn't leave, so we all just sort of sat around. There were a couple customers that kind of freaked me out, like I was afraid they were gonna shoot up the place or something.

Three:

This may have been a continuation of the last dream, but I can't recall how it began. I became lucid somehow, and I thought something like "Oh I remember I was jumping up in the sky and stuff earlier!" I stood out on a grassy area next to a lake and attempted to summon up Seru, but it didn't work. So I tried shooting off a Kamehameha, which also didn't work. I tried going Super Saiyan, but only managed to stand there screaming looking like a dumbass. At that point I was pretty pissed over my lack of dream control, and I thought "There's one thing I can ALWAYS do, and it's not fair..." so I reached up and swiped my finger along the sky, and I could move the clouds around and create star trails. The clouds flew by pretty fast, and it made me feel a little better about failing at the other shit.

I looked off across the lake and THOUGHT I saw Seru, it was like his silhouette or something. So I focused on this strange-looking tree trunk on the other side of the lake and jumped up... but instead of flying I fell like a stone right in the water. It kind of pissed me off... but I could breathe underwater apparently, so I swam to the other side of the lake and crawled out.

Seru was not there at all. Instead I was standing in some sort of ruins, like the ruins of some kind of shrine. There were statues of him in different sizes, some pristine and some broken and worn. I sprinted through the ruins, grabbing a few of the smaller statues, thinking they might have some kind of purpose, but... I still couldn't find him. You'd think he'd be hanging out in a shrine dedicated to himself, that seems right up his alley with his damn ego and all. But nooooo. I woke up before I made it through the entire shrine. He'll be getting an earful over that next time.

Dream 1:ish
I'm walking in someone's backyard in a garden along a stone path. It's a party run by Bill Cosby. As I walk down the path made of individual stepping stones I feel that they are very hot and have to walk briskly so I don't burn the soles of my feet.

In an old villa, there is an exhibit on show that describes the haunted history of the place. I see old grey pictures on displays, a door is presented as a part of a haunted house, it's white and sepia from dirt. Getting too close to it is not a good idea.

Dream 2
I'm in a house on the second floor. Train tracks run through the house, the far wall is almost gone and I can see the cool blue summer sky at night. I run to put something onto the tracks and as I do I see a train rumbling down. I try to place the object (a ceramic key, perhaps?) so it stays on the rail and then run for it. The train swooshes by crushing the object. I do this again with another object as well. It's rewarding and therapeutic.

I'm with an older guy, like a dad. He looks like Jefferson D'Arcy from Married with Children. This is his kids room. I see Marcy D'Arcy as well. As they leave the son, a kid who's like 14, hands me a bong and wants to play video games. I reluctantly carry the bong around as he gathers some games to play. I leave the bong on the floor as I gather some stuff on the ground. I follow the kid down to his room that's now to the right.

His parent's come back and as they enter the room from the hallway the kid asks me about the bong. I realize that I left it on the floor in the other room. I try to walk out past the parents and to the bong. I pick it up and try to hide it by carrying it behind me at an angle. The parents come and ask me why I'm standing so oddly. Defeated I show them the bong. They are shocked and I immediately take the blame, saying that it's mine. I don't want the young kid to get in trouble and it's my fault they saw it as I left it so carelessly. I tell them I'm about to throw it out as I don't do that stuff anymore.

I plan to go outside and hide it so the kid can pick it up later. The dad follows me and offers to show me a place I can throw it out. I insist that I don't need any help and I find it really annoying that he is following me so very closely to ensure that the bong gets thrown out. I walk somewhere toward the kid's room and now it's dark and shadowing and jazz musicians are playing in the back-lit shadows.

Dream 3
Phasing straight from the previous dream, I'm outside in a concrete city suburb. Large daunting concrete apartments rise from around, a few trees in concrete planters. I walk up to a skate park, I see concrete skate ramps covered in tags. Can I put mine there somewhere? There's no good places, I lack the courage anyhow.

Dream 4
I'm walking down a gravel path down the forest by my house. It's a very sunny autumn day. I find a place by the rocks to crouch and drink a beer. (???) I'm supposed to meet a woman soon, I'm somehow Skyping with her. She is a hardcore, tough as nails kind of person that reminds me of a friend of mine.

I walk down the path and see ice slicks in the yards. I walk down one, it's the yard of an old woman, she has a little frozen gnome statue. I slip and fall on the ice.

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

Dream 1: Bike trouble
I've parked my omafiets (bicycle) in front of a pharmacy called Etos. I'm inside, buying some things. I take a bit longer than necessary, but I am out again within 5 minutes. I go back to my bike and notice that my chainlock has been cut, as well as my bikechain and my handbrake (an omafiets doesn't have handbrakes). Fuck. This is really shitty. I mean my bike is still here, but I can't use it now. I see a guy closeby get into the driver's seat of a car. The way he looks at me makes me suspect him, but I can't prove anything. I come up with a quick plan: I go back into the pharmacy and keep an eye on my bike through the window, though I make it look like I'm just shopping. I hope that someone will try to steal my bike and I can catch that person in the act. My plan ends up a bust.

I'm back in my student home. At least 1 guy is moving out. My focus point is still the fact that my bike is messed up. I don't wanna buy a new one; that's expensive! I can check FB to see if someone is selling bicycle parts. Still, it's real shit.
More happened at the house, but I can't really remember. This was a shitty dream for me cause of the bike.

Not sure if it's at this point or later, but I have a false awakening somewhere in the evening.

Dream 2: Jungle
I'm walking into a jungle with.. my girlfriend I guess. We would like for a place where we could be alone. So far no luck. This jungle is in the Netherlands. Ah look a mountain, or a hill I guess. It's probably the [insert name of existing hill that I forgot] in Hilversum. Maybe there is a volcano too. No wait, we don't have volcanoes in the Netherlands. We keep walking and regularly see a few people. Eventually we're in a room full of people and a small party is going on.

I'm no longer with my girlfriend but with my female cousin, who is about 14 years old. A guy sneakily grabs her ass. She doesn't resist it. It pisses me off. I'm at a table where it's self service to get a drink. I take a plastic see-through cup, but it's been used already. Another one. Same story, except this one is still half full. I guess this whole stack is dirty. I manage to find one that is clean and pour myself a drink, I think a transparent one. I consider my options to fight the guy who touched my cousin's ass. Can I handle him with my knee's current condition? I decide to throw the little bit of liquid that's still in my cup at his face and then leave with my cousin. She walks ahead of me through a number of almost empty rooms. I keep up the pace a little bit, just in case the guy does decide to come after me. In the end I see a dragonball animation. Vegeta is coming after me. I quickly deduce that it's not the official one though, because the quality of the drawing/animation is really low

For those who don't know: the Netherlands definitely doesn't have a jungle (unless you count all the weed).

Dream 3: Good vs. Evil
The location I'm at feels difficult to describe. It is outside, a sort of camp / community, a bit like how there are Gypsy camps I suppose. It's in the middle of nowhere it seems. It's daytime and I'm having fun with my group of best friends. We're going about exploring. One rule that applies here is that you can't mix a good colour (orange I think) with a bad/evil colour (purple). This even goes when you buy candy. There's a woman who sells really delicious stuff. She's sitting behind a glass window, sort of like some ticket sellers, but in a small caravan-ish construction. You can bring your candy to her, or she uses her own, and she will give you a sort of deep-fried candy or a macaroon. I go there multiple times. Even when buying this candy the rule applies that you shouldn't have good and evil mixed together. I pay the woman with what looks like Indonesian Rupiah's, but is just a bit different. The very last time I buy something from her I suddenly have to pay an extraordinary amount. Apparently this is due to the receipt roll having run out. I look on my receipt and see that I have to pay for the new receipt roll. What the hell? So if you're unlucky you suddenly have to pay a shitload? I'm not sure if she doesn't get that this doesn't make sense or if she is scamming me. I end up not protesting. I go towards my friends. I have my candy in the left pocket of my hoodie. I pull out an orange one and a bit later a purple one. My friend mentions that I can't do that. I tell him it's ok and that I have separated them: 1 colour in the left pocket, 1 colour in the right. It's a lie. On the ground is a circle (perhaps 1 m² big). It's moving (anti)clockwise. There are some brown (ground colour) stones in there which have differing heights from the ground (just a few cm's). It's a natural occurrence and the only place where you'll find orange and purple mixed. There are some orange spots and some purple spots. The kids are having fun playing a ridiculously dangerous game with it. Hit an orange spot with your foot and nothing happens. Hit a purple one and you slowly turn into stone, extremely slowly, starting from the foot you touched the spot with.

I'm on a market. There's a guy who looks like he is in his 30s - 40s. He looks like the mercenary kind of type. I can't recall the context, but he wants a teenage looking kid to join him on a mission. He is pissed off at the kid, shoves some weapons into his hands and they're on their way. He tells the kid he adjusted a shotgun specially for him, cause he is left-handed. He gave him a knife and possibly a handgun as well. I start to wonder why the kid doesn't just shoot the guy. They go to the camp. One of my friends has hit a purple spot. I panic, but can still think somewhat straight. We have to amputate his big toe, because that's starting to turn into stone. Knife! Where is the knife? Come on people! We need to save his life. Too late, the process has already started to spread to his whole foot. Too difficult to cut with a knife. Ok just blast the whole foot off with the shotgun! I pull the trigger. Nothing. Perhaps 3 more times. Still nothing. Fuck!

Somewhere something got switched and it's now my 1 year old cousin whose foot is turning to stone. My mom calmly bathes him, washing his foot. It helps. Wow!

Somehow it feels related to this dream. I am in my mom's kitchen. On top of the fridge is a light green bucket with big ass knives and what not. I take the butcher's knife. We can use this to cut off the toe. But since it's not real and we don't really wanna do it (just for the camera), we have to be careful.

Dream 4: Early vodka
It's still morning. I'm joining my friends at the table. They're playing a drinking game with vodka already. This is gonna be a hell of a day... Within a few moments of me sitting down I've already downed 2 entire glasses of vodka. The game turns into a video game. The outcome of the video game decides who has to drink and how much. I get a call from a guy I used to be friends with, but haven't spoken to in a long time. I can't recall the conversation anymore, but it was definitely friendly.

I have another false awakening in which I note down some keywords about what I have dreamed so far.

Dream 5: Storror
There are a couple of guys in a warehouse making a bunch of noise and having fun. I hear a couple of their names. Callum.. Sascha.. It's Storror, a British freerunning group. A cop comes out and wants to have a word with them over the noise they're making. Someone has complained. They're considering running away, but their names are already known, so what's the point? One of them goes to talk to the officer. The officer is suspicious of the pimped out car that one of them owns. He explains that he makes quite a bit of money of freerunning, so he can afford it.

Non-Lucid

I'm in the living room sitting next to my mother and my father on a couch 90' in front of us.


I'm pissed and expressing this because during the dream I realize that my father is not my father who is Terence Mckenna. (Terence Mckenna I look up to as a father figure during age 16-20)
Thoughts come up lke, Who is this man? My father is on work-vacation this guy can't be here.
Then my anger gets suddenly directed towards my mother; "If that's not my father, that guy there is ur secret lover!"
"But Terence Mckenna is dead since 2000. That means this guy has pretended to be my father for almost all my life!"
I become more angry at my mother bc her response is not of a real person either. I think subconsciously all this was realizing that these figures in my dreams are not real.
My mother goes on saying, he'll prove that he is real by drinking a glas of whiskey.
"Yeah right? How's that gonna prove anything" He then proceeds to say to break a glass. I'm like, fuk no, give me that glass I will break it. I can't break a coffee glass. I take a little weaker glass and I break it, hardly. I am semi-satisfied. But still kinda pissed at this whole situation and I walk out the door. My mother and father both looking very busy.
I am curious what these programs are doing now. I re-open the door.
In this split-second their whole demeanour has changed. Their faces both look extremely intently at me. They stare at me with eyes of excited exticipation. They show no further sighns of sentience or anything. It's so creepy that I wake up.

I find myself lucid upon re-entry to dreaming. The LD is not so interesting.

Lucid

Total time in lucidity; ~45 minutes.
Recall about a minute's worth..

I'm in my home and I am lucid, Yet, I can't do much dream control. I smash some windows by throwing things. During all this I wake up. I think I really woke up once, then I was like, nah, i'm going back in this LD, and I did, then I had false awakenings, I'm still in my home, during this I throw things at windows because I Believe i'm in a LD. I feel kind of guilty because now I've really thrown shit broken.I remember what someone said on my FB dreaming group about being unsure if ur dreaming or not. How that can be awkward. I see that now, the window is broken. I do a breathing reality check later.
I'm more naturally lucid later and find myself outside;
It starts out angry and excited. It's been months since i've been lucid in dreams. I've feel really trapped in materialism. I am excited to be free. I am frustrated that I am not able to exert basic dream control. I'm still stuck in the laws of the physical dream. I smash a lot of glass at home. I make it the roof and all. There seems to be no people. I don't want to be in my home-town. I remember clearly that I wanted to go to BakingNomad's Appartment. I try closing my eyes and when I open them, I'm there. I've tried a few methods. I got so pissed that I'm still in my home-town that I used that energy to lunge myself into the ground and go underground. This works, but underground is still very similar to my home-town. (there's a sky and houses, just a slightly different scenery) I remember just before waking up that I should use a mirror and this would probably work. That's a good schema. I instead remember BakingNomad's initial guide in the RPG. I stop and do nothing. I breathe. I enjoy the dream. This is the calmest, most serene and probably the most enjoyable moment of the dream, albeit short. Clarity and vividness of the dream increases. There was some object moving around my hands? Yet, I am still manic , I find it difficult to stay put. I probably move around.

Stood in a large hall, there were lots of brand new red four wheel drive vehicles around. It was announced that because of the expense of posting the company was going to give us a vwhicle each and we could deliver the post ourselves. I sat in mine, it was an old land rover, and was excited startng it up becasue it was an old vintage vehicle and felt really old.
I drove it home and parked it in front of our my childhood home.
I went inside it was lunchtime, then noticed the land rover had gone missing. I was looking for my father. Now the inside of our house had become2 large canteens there were lts of people getting lunch. I couldn't find my father. Everything had suddenly become miltary. I had missed lunch and the canteen staff were packing away.
I found my father outside he had taken the vehicle on army manoevres and wasn't sure if I was actually allowed to drive it. He explained everything to me.
I went for a walk and on coming back I wondered where everyone was as there was no-one around. I was told they were in another building nearby. I went in and there was a murder mystery happening and a dead body on the floor.
I went outside again, it was even more military now and I was in the army. I talked to some army personnel. More vehicles were coming back from manoevres. It was evening and I was walking back to barracks and thought that I had always wanted to be in the army and was quite excited.

*I was at Uncle joeys apartment talking to him as he was washing dishes. It seemed to be his day off and he was relaxing and we were having a good conversation.

In waking life I really don't know my uncle too well so dreaming about him like this is interesting. In the other rooms at the apartment there were guests that spoke a European language.

I asked my uncle who are these people, he replied that they were his friends. I also asked him where his wife was and she was in the back room with the guest. I observed his apartment and it seem to be very nice cozy and peaceful.

*I showed my girlfriend in Argentine in love song and she commented that she did not like it.

Non-dream
Non-lucid
Lucid

Nearly finished the SSILD cycles properly but I didn't quite get it down. I reckon eating a banana actually does help. I went to bed super fast for once and slept like a brick. I went to bed at 10:20 and woke up at 10:40 the next day

Dream 1 - End of the World
It's pretty much global warming induced world demise. I'm somehow related to an organization that is making super-massive ships to cruise around on as the sea-level continues to rise. Not everyone is on-board with the idea but the first ship is really successful. By the time we've made 3 (after a couple years I think) we get the support of the world. We make 1 more before it's too late I think. Obviously a lot of people weren't able to get on the boats and the similarity in my head is close to the anime 'Suisei no Gargantia', and the people on the ships are the 'superior' humans while the others will have to survive some other way. The dream has a tangent and kind of begins the more internal affairs of the ships. There's testing going on in some laboratories to help evolve humans to cope with the changing world. Failed products are ejected in pods. One such failure was an 'alien' like creature from the movie (Aliens Vs. Predators). They somehow invaded some of the ships and evolved, massacring so many people. I think I run around for a while in a mock-chase as if testing what it would be like. But I have some level of dream control and my mind rejects the idea of the invasion and prevents the dream turning into a nightmare. Now I seem to be the only one left on the ship and I'm in a section where the area is identical to my parents living room (lounge). The aliens can't get me for unknown reasons (because my brain doesn't want them to ). My cats are here, Holly and Sooty (they both passed away last summer so it was really nice to see them again in a way). It's supposedly my first time sleeping alone on the ship, I sit in the centre of the lounge near where my cat Holly is lying down and start cuddling up to her. She gets up and then sits down and starts purring and cuddling up to me too . Sooty is somewhat in the background (she's not a very affectionate cat).

Dream 2 - Attack of the Hobo
I'm at my parents house in the family room, I don't recall what I was doing prior to this incident but there's someone else in the dream who I was interacting with. It's night time and I'm inside, I glance outside and look down from the deck. I spot a hobo. He seems somewhat familiar and I instantly decide to confront him to shoo him from our property. I step outside and start going down the steps, I yell out "Oi what f*ck are you doing?!". He gets all startled and grabs a 2-handed pickax that I had left lying on the ground and hurls it towards me! It spins through the air but is too far to the left and misses. Crazy bastard. He seems to have escaped too. I run down the steps and clean up the mess a bit and put away the tools from gardening (there were weeds attached to everything which took a while to shake off). I put the garden gear to the side as a preventative against garden-gear-hurling-hobos

Dream 3 - Party in the Hood
I'm in a pretty rundown neighbourhood. Mikayla doesn't have many friends, so I decide to befriend her and help her fit in with the crowd I hand with. I think I'm now at her house? There's a table with lots of grandmas at it, all just sitting round talking. They pry into our relationship and ask if I'm her boyfriend, for some reason I can't deny it because we had gone on a date but we weren't interested in having a relationship like that. The main reason we had gone on a date wasn't out of interest or something, but honestly the dream logic was just weird O_O. I drop my phone and it goes under the table, the grannies all try to get their legs in my way in order to get me to tough them which I manage to avoid (phew). The dream scene changes and now we're having a party with my black friends whom are siblings, there aren't many people here though. In fact, it's pretty much just family members on the sidelines while the the siblings (a fat older brother and skinny younger sister) are dancing in the middle of the room. The vibe of the party is still good though . Next the dream scene changes again and we're on the bleachers in a gym. My parents are sitting behind me, Mikayla is somewhere to the right, and the siblings are also somewhere nearby. There are other seats set up too which are mostly filled, some music comes on and these two black siblings (one was a guy that was quite bulky and the other was a slim slightly younger girl) started dancing in sync. I whisper over to my sibling friends that they're being challenged. He and his sister get up and go down there and talk to the guy, shakes hands with him and says something along the lines of having a dance-off. He does it in a really friendly manner too. The other guy responds by pulling him close during the handshake and whispering in his ear, I can see from my friends expression that he had been insulted. They start dancing off, everyone is in sync and my friends seem to be doing a bit better. I'm pretty amazed by it all because it's all so cool-looking, I'm surprised that they even know the dance moves that they're all supposed to do because the song was randomly chosen.

Dream 4 - My Professor is a Fossil
I've signed up for an optional field trip given by my professors that is open for the public and not actually uni-related. My professor Ewan is directing it and he looks super old. I'm surprised he can even walk. At my uni he's a renowned fossil expert so I think it's funny how he's almost like a fossil himself (he looks a lot younger in real life). I'm trying to listen to him explain whats going to happen but I can't quite hear because my parents are yapping away next to me about getting home on time to watch some TV show called 'Boss' or something. I notice that Ewan said something and some of the people around had stood up. My dad then shouts "My son is too! Stand up son!". Oh my f*cking god on cue, everyone just looks at me and I have this intense embarrassment and annoyance because he was the reason I couldn't hear and then he does this... The pain.

I remember finding myself in a dark, quiet room. There was one light on the other end of the room, along with a small filing cabinet. I started to approach the cabinet and I looked through the files. Many of them had titles such as "Dream 1" or "Dream Test #6". I looked through them and found detailed records of my previous dreams that included what happened, the setting of the dream, and when I woke up. I found this strange, and after backing away from the files and looking around the room some more, I saw a small drop-box slot. I went over and inspected it more carefully and wondered what would happen if I put one of the files in the slot. I traveled back to the cabinet and grabbed one of the files laying on the floor. I put the file in the slot and the room started to gradually get more and more dark. I then found myself in a dream that looked extremely familiar, and realized that I actually had been put in the dream that the file had described. I then tried to remember what the file summarized my dream to be but I wasn't able to recall any of the info. I then became lucid realizing that I'm in a dream, but because I got excited, I woke up.

These past few nights have been great in terms of dreaming. Not only have I had exactly 3 dreams every night for the past 3 or 4 days, but I also conveniently wake up between each, giving me an opportunity to WILD each time. Not to mention it's helped me to finally be able to perform the transition properly... At least last night anyway.
I was able to actually see the "hypnagogia" stuff, and it was more vivid than ever. Not only that, but I did make it into a lucid dream for a few seconds, rather than accidentally slipping into sleep paralysis and hearing weird noises. Hopefully I can try again and be more successful tonight. I do find this to be a little weird though... Suddenly having exactly 3 dreams each night...? It's very strange. I've also noticed that I have much more ease when it comes to remembering dialogue as well. I've even noticed that even when I'm having non-lucid dreams, I still feel like I'm on the brink of lucidity, and not a complete zombie trapped in the dream's "story" and just going along with it. This is the most regularly I've had lucid dreams in a long time, and I'm glad that I'm finally back in the saddle.

Haven't Put much in DJ here for a bit as have been with family a lot - keeping my personal Dj tho where all the personal stuff goes but here are some t[/COLOR]o share 💫
Went to sleep around 9.30pm - woke up around 4am. Went to the loo and realised I felt extreemly positive and I was repeatedly saying " I am Lucid tonight - I am Lucid"

Went back to bed on left side repeating.
I slept for a bit and ended up on my back at some point - relaxing and knowing the possibility could be around any corner of moments 🌸

At about 7.20am my bf got up and I chatted for a Minuit. I carried on - on my back with my confidence of being aware of my dream while I was dreaming. All of a sudden it happened a Dild and series of 3 or 4 Deild's ( at least 3 but as I didnt write down could have been more)

First I was in a NL talking to someone - a young man - I became aware I as dreaming and told the DC and asked for his help to find a DC that can advise me on LDing. He said he would help and to follow him. I did for a while and next thing I was ina kitchen and he said the Witch you need to speak to is usually here. A woman turned around and I knew this wasn't the Witch my DC had spoken about and I instinctively knew I was being given the run around....I felt myself in my bed slightly awake.....I laid still and begin seeing the dream again from a distance

...I stay gently focused and I am suddenly present again talking to the same young man DC - " I am dreaming again - this is my dream" I say
" Ok" he says
I ask him to take me around the building maybe to meet someone again to find out about how I can become a better Lucid dreamer - I need help - he agrees to help - soon he signals for me to sit in a large living room ...we are talking about LDing and I feel a sudden deeper understanding dawning in my mind
It's like when we are awake in WL ; yes we are selfless but we cannot go around making a big deal of this fact... It wouldn't do anything... We need to flow with the understanding of it, experience it and live it moment by moment. Well it's the same with us when we are in a dream ; we can't make a big deal about that fact or else we loose it - but we need to know it and go with the flow, taking what comes and experiencing all...I laughed and felt I had the key😀 things around me become very clear and colourfull as I sit talking,[/COLOR]

I become semi lucid after a while ...then wake up again in bed again...I stay still and soon I am seeing. The dream comes close again ...almost and then clearly - I join the dream fully again

I am in a room with the same DC - I tell him clearly I know I am Dreaming and this is my dream - look I can jump into that fire if I want - I stand up on the edge of a counter and dive into the fire but fall over before I get to it - I think he pushed me but I realise this means I am very Semi Lucid! I tell him I am going to explore the house and start to wake up I my bed again....staying still and confident knowing.I am walking in the same building again in my LD

I fly up into the very top room of the house and out of the window - I saw a friend working on the top of the building and have a joke with him, I am very aware of my dreaming mind. I fly off and land in the street - walking threw the little town I try to think of what to do so the LD can continue - I always love the Sea, yes the sea

" around the next corner is the sea - I will swim out and enjoy the lovely water in this LD" I thought

Some one followed and I was happy to have a possible mate, I looked behind and said " to the sea - lets go to the sea - it's around this corner! "

We turned the corner and the sea was enormous 🐳 shockingly high ; there was no beach it just came right up to the houses and actually touched the rooftops on some of them. I was delighted and was aware that if I had not been dreaming it would have been quite scary!
" Come on in!" I shout out to my friend as I swam out into the deep sea
He looked like a man/Monster turning different colours of blue/ green and shades inbetween - as it is a dream I just don't care and call out to him again
" Come in and join me you monster/man!"

i was trapped in a room where i oouldnt get out 2 of my friends were there with me i was trying to move to no avail i was trying to keep moving but i was like stuck into a picture of myself in reality we were standing by a door wen it began then

at the end of the dream we were laying in a bed the same way we were standing up it was crazy i was trapped in a picture reality where i couldnt do anything it was like someone was jus staring at me from a far like ina museum of art

I am lying in bed. There are ants on me. Hmm. Weird. I brush them off. My bedroom setting disappears. I am now lying on a mound of earth, about 8 feet long and four feet wide at the base, and about three feet high. Ants crawl over me, trailing some sticky thread like spiders.
I am amused by this, and just watch the scene play out. I am in a sunny jungle somewhere that feels like southeast Asia. Then, the ants start making a kind of creepy hissing and chirping noises. They crawl into my ear. I try to stand up. I can't. The ones in my ear tell me I am going to die soon. I am bound. They will slowly eat me alive for revenge. Revenge against the humans.
"We eat! We eat! We eat!"

The fucking ants tear into my flesh with their powerful tiny mandibles. Fuck them. this is my dream. I try to move, and teleport past their bonds, but I am bound like a fly in a spider's death-cocoon. I morph into a pile of dust and sand, and the wind blows me out of their evil trap, and the rest of me pours out on to the ground.

The ants are enraged because I am no longer edible.

"I am just trying to see the world from your perspective," I tell them. Suddenly, I am tiny or they are big. I don't know. There is an ant with arms and a sword in front of me. I also have a sword. This giant ant wants to kill me. He is about 12 feet away, and charges me. I throw my sword, and it lodges right in his head. Suddenly there are thousands of ants crawling up my legs stinging me. I scream in pain, and wake up.

I am in bed. I look at my hands. They are swirly and ghost like. "I am glad I was able to wake myself up!" I say.

I was a pretty dim living room, sitting around a table with a bunch of other people. They were all Americans, or so it seemed. I felt like they could be my friends, as I felt at easy around them, and they included me in their conversations (normally I am simply ignored). The girl on my left was either Hayden P. or one of her characters. I looked at the TV, and there was a show on, subtitled in Dutch (my language). I thought this was suspicious - why would an American show, shown in the US be subbed in Dutch? The others had an explanation, but it still felt weird. They pointed out one of the guys was German. Anyway, I was happy with these guys. I thought to myself that there was nothing for me left back home in Belgium. All I ever wanted was here. I would do anything to get that green card.

It was night, and I was lying on my back, in bed. Through the open door I could still see the living room I was in earlier, and I think the others were still there. I noticed "Hayden" lying next to me, with some distance between us. I got a little closer and reached out for her, gently caressing her face and hair. The smile she gave me was one of acceptance, and love. We'd never spoken to each other, and yet we had this instant human connection. I went in for the kiss, and that's all I remember.