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We have crash landed in an unfamiliar land or world. I have some nice gold jewelry with me that I keep with me, we leave our plane while it is getting repaired. I spend time on my own each day with locals learning customs, especially enjoy frequent (daily?) rides in dugout canoes with the priests and priestesses down an under-mountain water luge. It is serious, but a fun ride! at the top there are always two canoes, and one female will ride to another tunnel on the left, lying in her canoe after we say goodbye ceremonially and head to the right. Everyone here is very fair, tall, blonde, and they all wear white. I believe the tunnel to the left goes through some falls to another part of city... One day, I have come to be so bored and tired of being there that I decide I will ride with the woman. They others try gently to dissuade me but I am adamant and they let me get in -- then my mate (handsome channing tatum type) shows up out of nowhere, gets very upset and says no, I can't go, and explains that those falls take the priestesses to their death, this is a sacrificial rite. Wish someone had bothered to tell me that earlier! I get out of the canoe, and say fine, but let's leave this place. He says we have no fuel. I go over to the old priest sitting nearby at a desk and give him a bracelet with orange stones in it -- ask him to fill up our plane in return. He says he can do better than that, and proceeds to give me a massive fortune in their currency (three small bags of white gold-like dust), explains that the stones in the bracelet are worth enough for me to live in luxury for the rest of my life. I agree, the bracelet was just a trinket to me anyways, and we leave.

I remember I was stuck with my parents late at night. They were driving around in the city going to different restaurants/bars/etc. I remember feeling like I just wanted to go home, that I didn't want to get out of the car and visit anymore locations. I announced how bad I was feeling.

They said we could go home, and abandon our original plan of going to get late night pizza with my cousins. I got in the car. They said that they could see Venus and Jupiter outside the passenger side window. They asked me (the astronomy nut) if that was correct.) I looked. I saw Venus, Mars and Jupiter, each about as big as the moon in a nice neat row.

Lucid. It was the planet mars that triggered it.

As soon as I became lucid, I began looking at everything around me. I remember seeing a city skyline and 'remembering' something about how all the buildings in the city were built from the top down and suspended with huge cranes. I recall the sky becoming orange and green and filling with huge cumulonimbus clouds. I said something about how I knew the clouds were caused by nightmares, and that the bigger the storm, the more evil the nightmare that was causing it.

I remember I went back into non-lucidity thinking about construction sites and the top down construction. I might have even woken up for a brief period of time.

The next thing I can remember I was in a room with another DC. I think they were a member of the dreamviews forum, but I don't remember anything else. They told me to follow them as fast as I could. They walked out of the room and I followed. I didn't have the need to go so fast because they were not going that fast.

I remember we were in what sort of felt like some kind of shopping mall. There were indications that I was dreaming everywhere. I remember two of the stores were called 'Lucid' and 'Dream'. There was a movie poster featuring DawnEye11, Oneup and Mastermind titled 'Adventures in Dreamland'. There was another movie poster titled '~Dreamer~' and just showed a purple eye. (Huh... wonder who that was referring to...)

I figured I should reality check. I did a nose pinch RC. It didn't seem to work at first, but I tried a second and third time. Yeah. Lucid dreaming...

I remember noting that the mall was mostly quiet. Most of the shops were closed and there were only a few people wandering about.

I remember seeing a doctors table in the middle of the mall where two doctors were treating some patient. They injected her with something and she started to grow grass out of her legs. She then flew up and hit the ceiling and was seemingly stuck to the ceiling randomly flailing her arms and legs around as more grass grew out of them. She looked like she was trying to scream. For some odd reason, I thought that the person was another dreamer and said:

"Wow, someone's having a weird nightmare..."

The doctor disappeared and everyone stopped in the middle of the mall. This angry female gym coach came out.

"Alright, lucid dreamers. Fly Lightspeed! Let's go."

I looked up at the ceiling. There were the octagon decorations hanging from it and I tried to picture them both being made of Styrofoam, so I should be able to punch right through it. I remember thinking that I wanted to try that energy exchange agian. Maybe I can use the power to fly.

I saw a little bar graph appear in the lower part of my feild of view. The line was near the bottom. I took off and started flying upward. I saw the line started to go up. The more I focused on flying upward, the higher the line went. I tried screaming like an anime character powering up and and the line went almost all the way to the top. Everything went black and white for a split second. I held my concentration there until I asked myself why I was listening to this random DC. That broke my concentration.

Then I was inside of a fire all around me that burned away and I was breaking through the sound barrier. All of my speed stopped and I was several miles above the ground and there were clouds all around me.

Almost immediately, I found myself in my high school gym. The graph had been replaced with a computer error.

"Error. can't connect to dream guide. one sided energy link is not allowd." (with 'allowed' spelled wrong.)

My dreams seem to have a lot of computer problems lately. Maybe they run on Vista.

I remember seeing a boy (who I actually recognized.) but he had Manei's hair. I guess we're having problems 'loading the correct character model' now. I remember the mean gym coach lady came and started yelling at me, but I couldn't have cared less. I could barely hear her too.

"You can't make an energy link with yourself, silly!"

"So we need to be touching for that to work?"

"Yes. You're going to wake up in a second, but the teapot dream is up next and we can try it there."

#449 - DILD - 2:48AM

I hit this DILD just before my scheduled WBTB. I almost decided to skip it but I'm really wanting to get another lucid tonight.

Summary:

I wake up in jail wanting a way out. My phone doesn't act right so I do a nose plug. I morph through a screen door and play with a cat. I enjoy a psychedelic night sky with planets and nebulae. One planet was a giant baseball. I play with an inflatable octopus in a fountain and then wake up.

I wake up in jail. I believe it to be jail although it doesn't really looking like it. I'm laying on something uncomfortable, but I ignore it. I am not sure why I am jail. I never think about that I just know that I hate it when I wake up in jail though this has never happened in waking life. Its late morning and I realize I am late for work. I don't rush around to get ready because I am bummed about jail. It's only 30 days and I've nearly done a week but this really sucks. They only let me out to go to work. Why do they do that? I think I should just pay a lawyer and get this thing taken care of. I really want to go home. I consider taking a vacation day so I can do that, but I don't want to get caught and make things worse. Surely, they track me somehow. I see an ad on the floor for a local lawyer. I decide to should call him before I go to work. I look at my cell phone. It's past 9AM. I unlock, but cant get my phone to respond properly. It's acting really random and I notice this as a dream sign. As a matter of fact off this seems really weird. I do a nose plug and I am relieved to blow through. Whoo-hoo! Problem solved!

I hop up and notice I am some version of an old house of mine. I want out and the first thing I see is a window screen. I try phasing but the screen distorts my vision too much. I look left and see a screen door, but I don't think to open it. I try to phase, but the same thing happens. I suddenly recall to practice eye movement and I get a left-right, but quickly my eyes feel like they roll. I shake it off. I see a cat outside and play with it a little by tapping on the screen. It's scared at first, but I will it to respond and it latches on the screen for a second. I laugh and am finally able to relax enough to merge through the screen.

Now that I am outside, I notice it has become dark. I play with the cat a little to stabilize before moving on. I realize I have no goal so I just decide to look at the sky. Dream skys are always super fun and psychedelic. I let out a "wow" when I see a large planet that looks like a baseball with a colorful nebula around it. I hold the cat up and say, "Look cat. That's what the title of this dream will be." The cat doesn't care about that and scrambles to be let down so, I drop the it and forget about it. The baseball planet has vanished now so, I look around the sky some more. Several nebulae appear with multiple planets of every color coming and going. I walk around enjoying this for a long while until I have a bad thought. I wonder if I am really supposed to get getting up for work. I wonder what time it really is. The dream is starting to get unstable again and I feel that I could wake myself up right now. I consider it, but decide to enjoy the dream a little longer.

I look around me and see a strange fountain with something glowing yellow like holographic tentacles. A holographic octopus? When I come near, the hologram vanishes and a cartoonist, inflatable, pink octopus emerges out of the fountain. Amused I grab the octopus by the tentacles and spin around with it. I focus on the horrible humanoid face of the thing as the world spins around me. It's eye are bulging now and I hear a faint muffled scream coming from the thing. It's "alive"? The whole thing is slightly nightmarish, but I find it too funny to be afraid. The dream collapses here and I have a few random images before waking up.

Morning of July 12, 2015. Sunday.



The first part of my dream is taking place in an unfamiliar home, where there is a large covered-sidewalk-like area and portico in the back of our house that extends along all the outer walls that face the backyard. An older white-bearded male in shorts, who seems like a neighbor in real life (though he is only at his apartment one or two days out of a month or more) is standing there near our house on the covered sidewalk and talking very loudly and continuously on his cellphone (as he often does in real life for an hour or more at a time, never pausing for even a short time, though while on his back porch across the alley from our place). I am not sure if he is talking to anyone or just talking to himself, using the telephone as a prop. Another male is there who seems to know him. I ask him about why he is doing this as the other male does not seem to think he is doing anything wrong. My wife and I, though, mostly are in the front yard the whole time. My perception is somewhat distorted as if I am fully aware of the imagery and sound on the other side of our house the whole time (even though I had not actually been in that area in-dream). I loudly say “How would he like it if I sat right near his window talking loudly for a long time?” In my dream, our (fictional) houses seem to be on the same street, side by side (his on my left when facing our house), rather than having facing backyards divided by an alley and our high fence as in reality. Also, the fictional covered sidewalk area seems almost as big as our house (though that is not really possible; just some sort of typical in-dream perceptual distortion or faulty reasoning, since I am mostly focused on our neighbor’s trespassing and imposition).

No drama ensues, as my dream shifts to something different where my wife is talking about a Ragdoll cat I see in our backyard, which is one my wife had when I first met her. My wife says that the cat has diabetes and because of that, it is somewhat dehydrated as well as apparently bloated on one side near its back (which does not make much sense). It is uncertain how long the cat will live. I watch it closely, pondering its seemingly unavoidable fate. There is a swimming pool with an open cylindrical drain large enough for a cat to swim down through and that is what it does. The mostly white cat jumps into the deep, clear water, moving very smoothly, much as with the motions of a human swimmer, even doing a “realistic” butterfly stroke for a time. I can see its front legs move forward and around, even noticing the flexing of its feet and toes that remind me much of a person’s hands and fingers. I contemplate the beauty of the intelligence of this cat, that is now apparently ready to leave the world in this manner, by swimming as much as possible within the water, enjoying its aquatic journey to peace as if it knows it is too ill to continue on land. I watch it swim directly down into the drain, perfectly and smoothly. However, even though there is not enough room to turn around within the pipe, the cat somehow emerges in the other direction (coming out headfirst) in a short time and seems healed. It no longer appears to have any health issues.

There is another shift and we seem to be living in a larger version of Cubitis, where an unknown younger male drives into our front yard while we are outside. I expect trouble. It seems nighttime as it is dark out, though it does not really “feel” like it is later at night. He pushes my wife but I get his attention by holding out a screwdriver as a weapon in my right hand. He pulls out from inside his shirt or jacket somehow, what I first think to be a knife but is actually another screwdriver the same as mine. For only a moment, it seems as if he has two left forearms (with two left hands) in close proximity (each from the same elbow area), each with a screwdriver (but my dream quickly “corrects itself” and the imagery is then normal with only one left hand holding one screwdriver). I end up quickly jabbing him twice in the chest, once near the middle, once slightly to the right, but then he mostly lies on the ground giggling even though he is badly, perhaps fatally, wounded. Soon, he seems to be gone from the setting somehow as well as the car (some sort of dream “reset”, or a typical way dreams sometimes sublimate or “erase” their own unfolding implications or short-term history). I talk to my wife who seems to be okay.

I was one of locators of a flat. I lived in a house on a 12th floor. One day people started to panick all around, and seal themselves in houses. I ran down to first floor, and asked what's going on, and heard that there is a dangerous vampire in our flat.

I ran back to the 12th floor into my house, and looked around. It was a 60s style house, and someone already used all the furniture to seal itself in my bathroom. That person even took fridge with it. I thought that hiding is not a way, and decided that I should get to the rooftop, to have better chances of throwing the vampire out.

I searched all around for a way to reach the rooftop, but the trapdoor was sealed. I turned around, and then I heard a strange noise. I turned back, and saw a young, bald man with a blonde woman in a jacuzzi. I immediately noticed that the man is a vampire.

Upon noticing me, his skin turned grey, white hair grown quickly, eyes become glazed and claws started to grow. I had no chance of winning this battle, so I ran to nearby window and jumped out of the flat. Hovewer, the vampire chased me.

I landed safely in front of my fathers carpentry workshop. The vampire burst through workshops roof and landed safely too. I didn't knew what to do. I ran into the workshop, and evaded all the vampires attacks. He punched, kicked, clawed, but I dodged all of his attacks, while avoiding to bump onto one of machines.

Suddenly I saw a strange barrel. Thinking that there might be garlic inside, I threwn it at the vampire. The barrel broke, and a strange substance covered it entirely. It started to scream and moan horribly, his skin burning and falling dow, flesh rotting out and leaving only a pile of inanimate bones.

Some of the substance spoilt on me, I wasn't hurt hovewer. It had a sweet taste and was similar to honey. I started to laugh - a single barrel of honey was enough to kill a powerfull vampire.

Black: non-dream
Blue: non-lucid
Red: lucid

Dream 1 (2 nights ago) - Hangin' out with Aaron
I seem to be in an apartment with my friend Aaron, we're camped out with tents inside the living room behind the couch, the whole thing was pretty chill and fun.

Dream 2 - Almost a WILD
This isn't a dream, but it's worth mentioning, had another random moment where I just kind of felt myself falling into a dream like the previous night, I must have been too focused on it or just not tired enough because I somehow shooed it away.

Dream 3 - Deep shiz
The kind of dream that makes you sit and think for a while about what it means... I don't usually care for dream meanings as it's an effort and usually just random shiz, but this one struck home...
I was in a living room with my girlfriend and our families, the room was dark and everyone was watching the TV which was the only thing providing light. The weird thing is that there were 2 versions of my girlfriend... one on my left, one on my right. The one on my right was the more realistic version, the one on my left was a more ideal version. The left version was quite affectionate to me and had a 10/10 body, she pushed me to the side and pashed me - I could feel the jealousy emanating from the real version of my girlfriend nearby. It felt like I was cheating on her or something.

So I've interpreted this a little, everyone wants perfection and affection..

7/11/15
Went to bed at 11:15, woke up at 7:15

I had some crazy dreams last night! All the ones I remembered were in that space in the morning after I wake up the first time, and then lie in bed for a little while because I am still tired. That seems to be the most productive dream time.

It started with me in the driveway of the house I grew up in. It was wintertime, and I was chopping ice from the driveway. The driveway was covered with a thick sheet. I chopped a hole, and there was open water underneath. An alligator came out, and tried to bite me. It was not super aggressive, but it wouldn’t leave me alone. I felt like it was someone’s pet that was out of control. It bit me on both thumbs and one of the toes on my left foot. I was not exactly sure which toe - it felt as if I only had one toe on that foot.

There was some sort of weird conspiracy that was just wrapping up amongst people that I care about. One of the people I care about had conspired and murdered another person that I care about. The murderer and the victim did not appear in my dream, but it seemed as if both were very close to me, if not the same person. The murderer had 3 people in on their conspiracy, and had tried to implicate or involve me by having me write some sort of note against my will. I felt terrible about having written the note.

Because of the successful conspiracy, there was a party going on at my house. It was there because the main conspirator was so close to me that they lived at my house. I came back from being chased by the alligator (stupid alligator, I thought…) and had the bites on my thumbs and toe. There was a keg at the party, and it had good beer in it. It dispensed two types of beer out of two taps that were coming out of the top. The keg did not require pumping, it just dispensed the beer when you pulled the handle. The beer came out really hard, but it did not seem to matter - the cups did not overflow.

One of the beers was a very heavy dark beer. I had one glass of that and enjoyed it, but didn’t want any more. The other beer was more amber in color and was very refreshing. Being that it had changed to summer, and we were in the shaded space just to the north of the driveway, I had a few glasses of that beer, and I think I was starting to get drunk. I sat by the keg and poured glasses of beer for the party guests for a while. It was fun, and we socialized a bit. People seemed to prefer the amber beer, but sometimes they would drink the dark beer.

I got tired of pouring beers, and wandered over to Marc’s old house next door. I went in (not exactly sure how), and found one of the conspirators inside. Apparently the main conspirator had bought gifts for each of the three other conspirators, and this person (she, I think) showed me theirs. It was some sort of bottle of alcohol. I was in the mood to drink, and wanted to share, but she did not want to share. I wandered back to my house.

At this point, my thumbs and toe were starting to bug me. My thumbs were pretty badly shredded by the alligator, and I wanted to get them fixed. Someone at the party told me that the woman who lived across the road was a doctor, and that she would fix me up.

I went to the doctor’s house and found the doctor. She was in a basement bedroom with wood paneling, a bed with a shelf above the headboard and a low dresser with a mirror. On the dresser was a bottle of brandy - she bragged because it was some sort of special type (VSOB I think were the letters in my dream, which I interpreted as “Very Special Old Brandy”). She saw my injuries and fixed them quite magically. It did not seem like magic - it seemed like medicine, but it happened really fast.

The doctor was lying on the bed, and I asked her if she was given the brandy because she was also a conspirator. She said yes, it was a gift. She then thanked me for writing the note because it was instrumental in completing the murder. She showed me the note sitting on top of the shelf above the bed, and I felt terrible all over again. Then she pulled out a red plastic hunting knife and tried to stab me with it. I caught the knife between my palms and took it away. The knife then disappeared and I made a dive for the note. I grabbed the note, crumpled it up, and ate it. The doctor then started trying to get sweet with me, but I was so disgusted with her for killing my friend and for having tried to kill me that I left and went back home.

I was going back to the party, and that stupid alligator started chasing me again, so I hit it with the ice-pick. That thing was so stubborn that it just kept trying to follow me back to the party. Then I woke up.

There were plenty of times in this dream where I became suspicious of the fact that I was dreaming, but I didn’t seem to become completely lucid.

7/10/2015
Went to bed at 10:15, woke up at 6:00

I was really tired when I went to bed, so I slept like a brick. When I woke up at 6:00, I didn’t remember a thing.

I laid in bed for 10 minutes after the alarm, and had some flashes: The Supremes, French Fries, Mankind (pro wrestler). That last one was probably because I had been listening to the WTF podcast, and Marc Maron was interviewing Mick Foley, who played Mankind.

I have been feeling very excited to go to bed at night. This is good.

7/9/2015
Went to bed at 11:15, woke up at 6:30.

Didn’t remember anything from last night, bummer.

Went running for 3 miles at 9:00, was pretty tired when I went to bed, and also when I woke up. Maybe that had something to do with it.

7/8/2015
Went to bed at 12:00 am, alarm went off at 6:30, laid in until a little before 7:00

Things were a bit muddy last night. I think I may have been too tired and should have gone to bed earlier. Too much exercise and not enough sleep. I only remember two images.

One is of a 45 rpm record, and trying to put it into some sort of slot like a dvd or cd player. It had writing on it, and I remember reading it, but don’t remember what it said.

Early in the night I had a very short dream where I was in a field, and I saw a bow (archery) standing near a few trees. Then I woke up. I think that some of the shorter dreams that I couldn’t remember on 7/6 had the same field, but I can’t be sure.

7/7/2015
Last night, I dreamed that I was in a large park on a beautiful day. I came across a strange drinking fountain. It had three spouts that pointed up from near the ground, each in a circle, and a fourth about at waist level. It had three buttons on it, each controlling how hard the water came out. The water just came out of whatever spout you were trying to drink from, I only pushed two buttons. The top button made the water come out just right, and the middle button made it come out way too hard. I drank from the spout at waist level.

After I was done drinking, George came along and had a drink from one of the spouts near the ground. He pushed the middle button and got all wet, but then pushed the top button and got a good drink.

Then I followed Charlie and several other kids (I was supervising) up to a large playground area. Charlie got there before me, and was playing with a wiffle golf ball. He must have gotten it from someone else, because there was a woman there saying that it was hers. I had Charlie give it back, and he threw it onto a pile of the woman’s belongings.

The dream ended with me seeing two young people sitting next to a very old woman. She was their aunt (a maiden aunt, I think), and they were being very nice to her. I am not sure why, but the words “nobody wants a combined aunt” repeated in my head several times.

7/6/2015
I am attempting to write this in reverse order...

I dreamed that I was setting up my drumset in the back of a narrow room. It was not very brightly lit. I was setting it up so I could play for a church service. A guest piano player was getting ready next to me, and she was trying to explain a movie to me that I had never seen.

Before that, I had been in a hallway talking with Todd from work and several other people about a new musical liturgy that was being planned. I was saying that it wasn’t ready yet, but all the musicians had to go to a training session on it. I was the trainer, and the training had already taken place. I thought that it was too early to train because the writing was not complete yet. The guest piano player overheard that conversation and thought I was complaining.

Before that, I was training a room full of people on that new musical liturgy. It was in a room that looked like the training room at work.

There were some shorter dreams through the night that I don’t quite remember. They almost felt like daydreams.

July 7, 2015

I have an FA and I head into my bathroom to take a shower. I look in the mirror and my face is a little off but I don't think much of it and turn back to the shower. I then suddenly turn back around just to make sure and notice my face looks like a creepy baby face with messed up teeth. One tooth hangs out of my mouth when I close it. I am suspicious that I could be dreaming so I do a nose plug to confirm. Sure enough I'm dreaming. I test the mirror out and do something with my hands. The thing in the mirror does something completely different with his hands making them into the OK signs and connecting them (if that makes any sense). I get sort of creeped out so I leave the bathroom. It is dark in the house and I walk to the balcony. I see my mom folding clothes with her back turned to me. She has a ponytail and her hair is brown. I start walking down the stairs and lose sight of her. I picture her as a cute blonde I know but then decide that is too hard for me to actually believe with my limited dream control. So I imagine a less attractive, but still attractive girl who has brown hair usually in ponytails. I settle on her because it seemed to me it'd be easier to imagine. When I get downstairs I remember I forgot to stabilize so I quickly touch and take in a few details of the wall. I turn the corner and walk towards the lady who is still folding clothes. When I near her she turns around and is a cross between a cat and a vampire. She hisses and grabs my arm, trying to take a chunk out of it. I'm screaming and thinking that all I want to do is wake up, because I don't want to feel any pain.

Into another FA.
I'm sitting in a chair in my kitchen and I do a clock RC. The clock seems fine. I rest my hands behind my head and remember to notice gravity, which seems normal as well. I turn my chair and see my mom outside gardening. There are manikins of hands all over our landscaping and I think that's odd. I'm asking why they are there and was very close to deciding that was very weird when I got pulled back into the dream plot. I grab a bag of cereal, which I also tested gravity with and it was also normal, and my brother said that his teacher said he was sorry for not helping him on the test. My brother wasn't mad though because he said he still aced it because he wasn't an idiot. My mom was then in the house and said how his teacher was so nice.

Even though I didn't get lucid from the Gravity RC, it's good I remembered to do it in a dream. I probably just didn't have enough awareness of gravity yet to realize that it was different from WL. So that just tells me I need to practice it even more until I an finally get lucid from it!

I remember dreaming that I was in the kitchen of my house. I let loose a bunch of cuss words for no real reason. I then became semi lucid and I was worried that I was talking in my sleep.

I remember forum user MasterMind was my college roommate. We also had this really nice dorm with two large beds that had red sheets with golden embroidery. We were talking about our lucid dreams. He told me that he was having trouble remembering his dreams. I asked him what he had dreamed about last night.

"Do you know of Janet and Jane Milleen? [false memory that these were actors/real people] Twin asian actresses. I had a dream that they were my dream guides. I don't know. My dreams are not usually that vivid. What did you dream about?"

"[false memory] I had a dream I was painting rockets orange... because orange is my favorite color."

I then found myself in a field. I wasn't on earth. There were rockets and buckets of orange paint everywhere. I realized I had gone backwards from telling him about the dream to actually dreaming the dream. I then became partially lucid. I for some reason wanted to get rid of all the rockets because I dream too much of spaceships and stuff. I started ripping them apart with my bare hands. I remember vividly throwing broken rocket parts around the grassy field.

I remember I climbed to the top of one, ripping off bits all the way. When I got to the top there was this statue of two girls dancing with one another. I thought it might be the twin actresses that MasterMind was talking about. The statue had a little wind-up key in the round base that I turned and it made them dance while music played.

I became fully lucid.

A computer error appeared. It read "Lucid dream.exe has stopped working. Would you like to wake up?" with a yes or no button. It clicked the 'yes' button without my consent and the dream changed to this big glowing purple and blue electricity orb.

I was trying to use autosuggestion to gain control of the situation.

"I am a master lucid dreamer. In a few moments, I will arrive in a new location..."

Nuts.

7.11.15

slept from 2 pm few hours, WBTB

day before talked to ophelia about how to open dream eyes

[23:28] <@OpheliaBlue|BRB> so what I do to combat that, is to just assume that when I open my eyes at all, it MUST be a dream
[23:29] <@OpheliaBlue|BRB> i'd rather be wrong and be awake and assume I'm dreaming, than have a FA and miss my chance at being lucid
[23:29] <@OpheliaBlue|BRB> so far, I've never opened my eyes, assuming I was dreaming, and been wrong
.....
[22:48] <@gab> omg OpheliaBlue
[22:48] <@gab> I did what yo told me, to the letter
[22:48] <@gab> didn't get me lucid, but anyway, I did lucid things and was telling people I am
[22:55] <@gab> took them flying around, they were amazed
[22:55] <@gab> so was I
[22:56] <@gab> I opened my eyes or otherwise came to, said this is a dream because YOU said so, decided to count my fingers
[22:56] <@gab> 6
[22:56] <@gab> wth, again
[22:56] <@gab> more
[22:56] <@gab> wooo
[22:57] <@gab> hrm, maybe it was lucid, because just before that as falling asleep I realized I have "that" feeling in back of my head
[22:57] <@gab> that I have when entering WILD
[22:58] <@gab> so thank you, OpheliaBlue