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I am in a snowed over city standing near a road... hmmm... I am dreaming. my goal is... dreamer! I look around for a flash of purple against the white. She is standing in a crowd. I run over and say the line I had rehearsed.
"Dreamer, take me to the upper league and to where time moves slower."
"No, the competition is over, I do have something to show you though."
"Take me there." She grabs my hand and we start running through the city. at first at normal speeds, but then we start moving faster than possible and people are looking at us funny. I want to laugh at the DCs, but I am too busy being pulled by dreamer. We are reaching the outskirts of the city and it seems to end abruptly and there is a huge lake and a big house near it. It reminds me of a lake house that we rented back when my Grandpa was still alive. This didn't seem to be the same though, since it wasn't in a wooded area.

"What is this place?"
"A place for the Dreamviews Dream Guides to come for relaxation and an awesome place to hang out!" She says. I notice now that she is in a bikini. I morph my clothes into board shorts and I look down at the water and see dreamy, percy, and NyxCC flying above the water and dipping into it. Dreamy keeps going higher and higher and then just falling into the water and then flying out. Dreamer tackles him during one of his falls and they disappear into the water. I scan in the house and feel ThreeCat meditating in there. I do a bigger scan and notice that there is someone moving towards us quickly from the sky. I look up and see canis waving. What an awesome dream... Don't know if this is shared dreaming, but one can hope.
I fly into the water and create a huge water vortex and shoot it at canis as he is flying in. It shoots him higher into the air and then he rushes back in at me. Percy runs inside and tells ThreeCat that we are all there, and we all stay outside for what seemed like hours, on, in, and around the water. I realize that canis had been missing for a while and I scan for him inside. He seems to have been doing some lucid cooking and he beckoned me to get everyone inside. I grab everyone with scan and teleport them inside. We all sit down and eat at the table. I don't remember much of what we ate or talked about. I don't know if I had lucidity the whole time, but the feelings were there, I was a little sad the whole time thinking that they might all be fake, but I knew that it didn't matter and I should just enjoy the time I had. I woke up a little after dinner as we were all sitting on the roof watching the sunset.


I am in a snowy city at night... wait a minute, I look to my left and realize that my brother in law is driving, but I know this city... I am dreaming! I take control of his body through scan and force him to drive like a maniac on the ice (very easy to drive awesome on ice when you decide when it is gonna slide and when it is not). I jump out of the top of the car as we get close to the house and there is a huge spaceship next to the lakehouse. It seems like only Percy is there. I wander where the others are, but then I realize that time has passed since I came there and that the one day that we had was at least a day ago and we all had gone back to our normal dream lives. Percy is standing on the roof and challenging the leader of the ship. An old man that comes out that reminds me of Hades:

I suddenly realize where this lake house is at. I do scan to check it out and we are at Dreamer's Reach, the whole city and lake are on top of the island. I land next to Percy and say "It is up to us to stop him, really shouldn't be that hard."
He looks down at us laughs and puts his hands together like he is doing Grimoire Law

I scan teleport next to him and summon a sword at the same time, with one swipe chopping his arm off before I even fully am teleported there. I look across Hades arm and see Percy has chopped of the other arm. He puts a hand on his back and is getting ready to teleport him somewhere else, but I stop him.
I create a barrier in Hades heart that will stop it from working if he ever gets near Dreamer's Reach again. I then let him know about this and Percy teleports him and the spaceship away. I don't know if he did this and then came back or if he just did it by touching it. It was quite impressive. I flew down to the house and we talked a bit about how awesome it will be when there are more dreamers there all the time. He mentioned, though, that the lake house should be reserved for DGs and I thought that that seemed pretty cool.

Such a struggle last week or so, a few fragments and a couple of blank days in a row. I had a nice dream last night, however, I can only remember the last part

--- I'm in my house, the door to the porch is open. Its the middle of the night. I go into the porch and open my front door. I can make out a 'mass' so I close it quickly. Someone pushes the door open. I look, its my best pal! (I wonder why hes here - clearly in my forgotten part of the dream I had seen him on his way.) I then notice its snowing, very heavily. He vanishes right. I peer out the door, without leaving the house. Over the wall from my garden (no hedge as IRL - and no reality check - bah!) I can see half a dozen adults playing in the snow. They are making no noise at all. I'm a bit concerned about waking my sleeping wife but I venture out and turn right. My pal, his wife and at least someone else are standing in one of my flower beds. I say half joking 'What the hell are you doing in my garden?' someone says something, but I forget.

It was very vivid for what its worth, and I liked the straightforwardness of it all!

FMA. I/Mustang left the military a while ago; right now I'm looking out a door at the rain. I see a memory of similarly looking out another doorway at the rain, standing at the door to a balcony on a tall tower, and then retreating back inside to adjust my plans. In the present, I put on a hat with a wide, floppy brim and head out into the rain.

As I'm walking up a mountain road in that rain, I pass an old man driving his truck down the road. We wave to each other like we do every day. I'm thinking, as a soldier who was for all intents and purposes an embodiment of fire, I was useless in the rain, so it held a different significance. But as a person - I'm thinking of both me and the old man in the truck - you just put on a hat and go to work, rain or not.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm in the same mountain range from yesterday, traveling alone at the moment, standing just inside the entrance to a cave. I've come to a very old friend to ask him for his help. He's not happy to see me. He's sitting in a sort of stone throne and saying slowly, emphasizing every word, "I am not well."

I can see that. He wears this silver circlet that sort of glows, a contrast to his dark hair and coat; looking at how faint that glow is, I'm thinking that there's barely anything left of him. Nonetheless, there's enough of him left to do what I need done.

Non lucid
*I am using the restroom at my job. I notice my friend andre went into a stall and he had a moment of shy bladder.

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First time WILD!!

This was the most spectacular LD of my life!!

And it was so easy that I almost wondered if it was a WILD, but it was. And I took my bed with me!

Being tired, I lay down for an afternoon nap and got quite lively HHs. Just been watching them, and from time to time imagining doing something physical in the scenery, but I did not get to feel that or enter these HHs, so I just watched dispassionately. When I started to do some mantra self-suggestions twice, the HHs went away, so I stayed without words. It felt as if I could look through my eyelids couple of times, seeing my room, but upon trying to see if it's a dream, I opened them for real, closed them disappointedly and continued.

Suddenly* I still lie on my bed with nose dug in blanket but in space! *(sorry, if that isn't very informative, I know it no better...)

It "stands" there in the midst of nothing, like a cosy theatre balcony for galactical audiences - and before my eyes stars are roiling and surging every which way, uncountably many, so dense from time to time as if they were spray, foam on the waters of vacuum.

A black hole comes rolling through, swirling and drawing in my space and sweeping up my stars, but it passes the bed by and disappears to the left side of infinity.

Checking data for Sageous' memory thread, all accessible, without effort. I know I am in the bed, I am in for real, where it actually stands and when, that I took it for a ride into my lucid dream, blanket and all. I also knew what I did before lying down - also in hindsight this was satisfactory - correct actually. But I was of a fuzzy, dreamy mind anyway, like when not sober, you can anyway remember who you are. Usually.
Then I imagine two galaxies like on the pictures I have, but my dream has other ideas for a while.

Instead windows open in space to other space, star-density reducing to a realistical view. And then another window and another and another, and I fly my bed through them all, clutching my blanket.

And so I enter a space with distant round disks rotating slowly and sparkling with colour and I "brake" my bed.
A huge tornado of space clouds appears to my left, spiralling around a centre of black with alarming speed. Looking very much like this:



Ah I think, this is the action I'm here for! Now where is the other one?
I get drawn closer and closer and lose my bed and start to race around the centre myself until I feel dizzy with dream-vertigo! Like an unbidden joke it comes to my mind, that one shouldn't throw up in space, if at all avoidable, even without a spacesuit, but it does not come to that.

Again I draw on the pictures I have, like this one:



My galaxy is all black and white, and it seems to understand me wrongly. I want another galaxy, so what it does is parting into two - it sprouts something like a feeler made of stars and births another smaller galaxy, like running the above with the arrow of time pointing in the wrong direction.

Well - I admit it wasn't as spectacularly beautiful as the real thing above, but I was and still am blown away anyway and definitely.

I think, this is no good, beautiful but wrong way round. I leave it happening, but once the baby galaxy dislodges itself - I draw it back in, meanwhile I am the swirl myself, I lose my human body and become star-cloud, sprouting out another feeler, this time I actually feel the draw of gravity I have and thus catch my baby back into the fold. With a plop. Hukif's call, but I guess this was the same as two different galaxies colliding, mechanism-wise.

Then I get drawn out of being the plane and see my galaxy from above and fading out and I wake up.
The only thing, which could have possibly topped this amazing trip would have been colour in birth and collision.

WOW!!

Last night I leaned of my usual sodas and cigarettes to try and help me get to REM and dream. It didn't work. This morning however I fell in and out of the dream world with three different scenerios. At first I was taking online courses for some demonic thing and trying to distract myself from this DC I don't like in real life and then I was trying to play a game on my WII but the controller died and I feared I wouldn't be able to get it to work because I herd electronics don't work, I was never lucid at any point more on that in a minute. Then a sudden phone charger appeared next to me and I found a small groove on the side of the controller and plugged it in and little screen at the bottom said it was charging and I played about two minutes of a basketball game. At this point in my dreams I have mostly disproven that electronics don't work in dreams although I cant really remember what the computer screen was I do remember playing and pausing my WII. I also read a small letter, most words I cant remember except for distinctly reading my name all over it though I didn't write it. The rest is fading, There were half swords on the ground along with two single shot pistols that weren't loaded on the ground and another DC that came out of the blue and I ran out the house to go play with them, I didn't do much after that rather then just notice random scenery. The next was a third person view of electronic people.

This was a post by Sivason in a recent thread about memory and LD. I found it very clear and it opened a new perspective for me. great stuff!!!

Originally Posted by Travis E.

I think I'm learning something new today. But I reread this thread a few times and am still not 100% sure I'm clear on what is said, so just to be sure: In a LD, if I remember to try to remember, say, where my sleeping body is, I still get the benefit, even if I don't actually manage to recall for sure where it is, or I come to the wrong conclusion/have a false memory?

But if doing this reengages the link to my memory, shouldn't I be able to recall this (in the cases where I don't)? Or is this “link” you speak of not the same thing as actually being able to flawlessly recall things, consciously, from WL during the dream?

I will take a stab at simplifying this concept, although I may not say it exactly like Sageous would:


If you become lucid, in that you know it is a dream, there is still a large portion of your mind that feels you are actually experiencing this stuff.

In truth, this is 100% a virtual reality. Failing to honestly grasp the fact that it is 100% illusion seriously limits your control and ability to think rationally.

A method of making yourself truly grasp that nothing about the dream comes from any source other than your own mind, is to grasp the reality that you are in fact sleeping.

Simply saying "this is a dream" is not really enough. The act of remembering details about real life, such as the day or that you are asleep on the couch, removes most all belief that any part of this is real.

To do something as advanced as remembering the location of your body, you will need to scan your waking memory.

This act stimulates your rational mind, and enhances the ability to fully realize you are in a virtual reality, and therefore subject to no laws of physics.



That is how I would summarize it. Sageous may have a point or two to add, but that is the general method.






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Originally Posted by JustASimpleGuy

Just a thought, but has anyone ever tried to meditate in a LD?

Sure, you can meditate if that is what you want to do. It is a very good way to pass the time in states like delta. I would hold off on it unless the dream is very stable, as you could drift into non-lucidity.




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Originally Posted by Verre

A while ago I was trying some memory experiments along these lines. I had a hypothesis that it might be easier to remember past dreams while dreaming, but to my surprise that didn't work well at all. Memories of waking life were more reliable, but sometimes amusingly out-of-date like Sivason described earlier. I also noticed a remarkable degree of reluctance on the part of my dreaming mind to perform this task, like it didn't want to have to remember.

However, the real stumbling block came whenever I tried to think about my sleeping body... and woke up. This happens every time. The minute I let my thoughts stray to the fact that my physical body is actually lying in bed, the dream dissolves and there I am lying in bed, even if I had no desire or intention to wake up. At this point when I'm dreaming I'm careful not to think about my sleeping body, because I've never found a way to do it without ending the dream.

Any suggestions?

1) I have often had memories of other dreams only while in a lucid dream. I do not know why, but it is something I have noticed.

2) Try not to feel where your body is, it is possible, but risky. Instead keep it an intellectual scanning thing. It will work well enough to just ask if you are sleeping in your normal place (bed) or are you sleeping on your desk at school.

-I was on a playground.

-I was in my Taekwondo studio. My mom wanted to do Taekwondo and was convinced that she could do it even though she had prosthetic legs (she does not have prosthetic legs IRL)

-I broke my phone.

-My friend S was involved.

-I was at my college campus. It was summertime.

Fragments.)
In one I was catching a bird in my room. Then I showed it to everyone and they thought it wa cool.

In another I was in ainchent ruins of a sand palace. I ember it being verry dark.

It was unremarkable lucid dream, I was walking around and searched for differences, but nothing seemed to be out of ordinary.

At the end of LD when my sight became more and more unclear, I met some brunette(I couldn't recognize her, but I felt it was someone close to me) in great distress. She was panicking. I don't know why. But I took her hand to stop her from running aimlessly and said. "Please stay still, don't stress yourself. Wake yourself! This is only a dream. Relax your mind. I'm with you. You are safe." And she quieted herself. After a few subjective minutes, during which I was loosing connection to that LD, I woke up.

I came back to home, and entered my room. My younger sister was sitting on my bed. I started shouting at her and the argue ensued. She ran out of my room crying. I lied on my bed, and felt guilty for this.

I am some incarnation of Abigail Hobbs.
Though I am not an only child like in the series. I am the youngest of three sisters and we always reincarnate together.
My oldest sister Colleen looks like Alexis Bledel.
Our middle sister is named Ingrid and has our eyes and skin color, but she has red-blond hair and is usually plump where we are waifish.
We are with Hannibal, and believe that he's helping us find the man who killed out father. Though it was never said, I had an understanding of the story, knowing that he had killed our father, or had manipulated another serial killer into doing it for him.
We are in a barren box car, on a train. It's night and we have all settled down to sleep at one end of the car. The floor is dark weathered wood, which creaks under my feet and feels worn thin. I am the last to lay down. Hannibal is in the right hand corner, under a small sliding window. My eldest sister is in the middle, having left a space for me between her and Hannibal, and our middle sister is in the left corner. We have dully colored blankets in off-white, dusty pink, blue, and light grey with a large plaid pattern. My sisters are already sleep, I can tell Hannibal is still awake. We've rarely been alone together, we still aren't, but this is pretty close. Sigh, what is it with me and serial killers?
He asks me if I'm having trouble sleeping. I say something about it being cold and the movement of the car being unpleasant, presumably because it keeps moving us (slowly) against the wall.
He lifts the blanket and says there's enough to share, and he always runs hot.
I notice he isn't wearing a shirt.
You know where this is going.
I avert my eyes shyly and sidle close to him. At first our shoulders are even and it seems awkward so I scoot down a little, resting my head on his chest. Which felt real, by the way. He asks me what I'm doing, amused by my naivety. I lean back to explain, since I would never presume that he wanted to sleep with me, and he kisses me firmly on the mouth. I can't tell if we're naked, but we must have been because, you know. Sex. It was quickfire and intense. I tried not to embarrass myself by moaning too loudly since my sisters were sleeping nearby.
We move to the middle of the car where there is a simple wooden chair, in the middle of this migration I glance down at my eldest sister and realize that she is awake and seething with ill-concealed rage, glaring at me through her hair.
This strikes me as immensely funny and I can't help it, I start to giggle. Hannibal has no idea why I'm laughing my ass off since, you know. Sex. I try to apologize because I think I've offended him. Sadly, he now knows that Colleen is awake and halts our...activity.
"Right here, Abby? Really?" Colleen hisses at me. "You know how Ingrid feels about him."
Sure I did. Hannibal knows too. Colleen was the most level headed of the three of us, she never really trusted Hannibal. Ingrid was less subtle with her attraction to him. I understand that everything he did tonight was part of his plan to satisfy his curiosity about how we would react. The train's speed has picked up in the last few moments, signaling us that something is wrong.
"How could you let this happen?" Colleen snaps at Hannibal. He makes some excuse about one thing leading to another once we were laying down together.
He hasn't once made a facial expression. Even when we were otherwise occupied he was impassive as stone. He doesn't care about any of us, he just wants to see what will happen.
He moves around the front end of the car, that is now at the front of the train rather than the middle. The far wall is taken up by control panels.
"It seems the conductor has abandoned us." Hannibal says.
As he says this, he's pulling wires from the console and rigging it to explode. My sisters exchange horrified looks, Colleen is sitting on the chair in the middle of the car and Ingrid is sitting on the floor beside her. Hannibal escapes out the window and leaves us to our fate.

I see the train from the exterior, how there's a thick, solid pole at the end of the tracks, and now there is no one to redirect us. I pace the wall of the car like a caged animal, unsure what to do. We can't really jump, we'll die. Immediately before impact I throw the sliding door open and leap out.

There's a lapse. I am not Abby any longer, it's not clear who I am. I am in the Between, the place souls travel through to reach the afterlife. I am following a familiar man through a grocery store to where the employee lockers stand.
Another lapse.
We are in the locker room. The familiar man, I'll call him Bill, is sitting on the floor. Another man clutches me to his chest, I am in a very awkward position that would seem sexual were my hands not bound and between my legs. I can hear his labored breaths as he squeezes me tightly. Squeeze.Inhale.Release.Exhale. Again and again. It hurts and I can't breathe, but I'm relieved when I realize I'm not being raped. From where I am being held I see a third man at the end of the row of lockers. Something strikes the back of his head and drags him backward. Horrifying sucking noises emit from beyond my field of vision. After a few minutes a naked woman with blood on her mouth emerges from the row, followed by a man in a suit and glasses who holds a white handkerchief to his bleeding neck.
My aggressor drops me.
We all walk into a waiting room lined with chairs. Bill takes a chair by the door and I crouch on the floor beside him. I examine the side of his face. He looks so ordinary, how did he come to be in purgatory? Maybe he's a serial killer and the blandness is a mask. I know everyone here is a serial killer and the next level down is Hell.
The naked vampire woman stalks to the middle of the room. Her skin and hair are white, her eyes are like muddy blood, no sclera at all. Her mouth is dark with blood and quirks upward on one side with a humorless smirk. There are arcane symbols and spells, a crescent moon on her abdomen and lines of script wrapping around her thighs.
"Who put you here?" She asks Bill.
"Hannibal..." he starts to explain, but she scoffs.
"HANNIBAL!" Apparently they were all put here by Hannibal. "Don't worry, soon he'll get his."

There's a lapse. I am once more with my sisters, walking through the lighter side of the Between but we aren't heading to the afterlife, we are being prepared to reincarnate. It turns out that we didn't at all survive, our traumatized minds tricked us into believing we had.
I see Colleen in a classroom, she is among the students, sitting cross-legged on the floor. The instructor is a bizarre creature and I have no idea how to describe it...because it honestly looked like a person sized magenta crayon dipped in chocolate. Or a traffic cone. It was terrifying. I see the scene lapsed over a period of time. Each time it flashes, there are fewer students. Finally, Colleen is alone and levitating.
It is suggested that this time we will return remembering all that came before.

The next scene felt sharp, somehow. I am somewhere in Massachusetts, in this life our mother is still around. She stands outside the upstairs bathroom, that sits next to Ingrid's room. Ingrid is telling me about a boy who asked her to prom, and how she wanted to be honest with him and worried that he wouldn't want to go with her after she told him the truth. She's asking for my advice but I haven't really listened to the story, my entire focus is on her lovely face. How I missed my dear sister. In this life her hair is red-blond and falls in corkscrew curls at her shoulders.
She smiles a little, "Hey, are you okay?"
It takes me a moment to find my voice. "Yes, it's just..." She looks at me expectantly. "You're just so beautiful." I lean forward and kiss her on the cheek.
She's pleased by the compliment, if a little confused, and kisses my cheek. "Thanks, I guess. You're beautiful, too."