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In a room off from the bosses office, I am trying not to be heard. There is very little in the room and it is dark except for a window with the blind drawn letting in a little light.
The is an old white landline phone on the floor, the carpet is worn. I wake up.

I re-enter the dream and am lucid. I can see more in the room now, I look closely at the carpet which takes on the appearance of my parents carpet with an intricate yellow and brown (very 70s) pattern.
I try to alter the carpet but only succeed in drawing it out in a cuboid shape. I focus closer on a spot on the fabric but it does not change.
Thinking I should try something else, I go to the door. Open it and enter a corridor with no light except that coming from around the door frame of a door to the right. Entering this room in total darkness, I hear sounds from the kitchen in spirited away, loud and muffled. I make the lights come on and the kitchen changes into an apartment with low level lighting. I am disturbed by the waking world and awake.

So I don't even need to Meditate for 20 or 30 minutes before going back to sleep. I just need to lie in bed with a quiet, in-the-moment, awareness of the world around me; in other words, "Here & Now."

This is because when I fall asleep, my mind attempts to put me under hypnosis or I guess hypnagogic imagery hence all noise of random thoughts. By being acutely aware and in the moment, I am forced to quiet my mind and fight off the hypnosis thus enabling me to immediately enter a lucid dream.

I always start in my room.

I walked around work and told all of my coworkers that they were beautiful.

I head outside and see some workers. I look at my hands and realize I'm dreaming. I'm in the front of M Street, looking at the large tree in the front. I continue through the grass at nighttime, and appreciate the dim light over the scene. I head toward the tree and gaze at it's massive, texture trunk. I phase into the tree, and realize I'm standing inside it's core. I intuitively feel this is a teleportation area, so I imagine myself transitioning somewhere new, then phase back out through the bark of the tree. I begin feeling the outer bark of the tree, and appreciate the rich texture. The dream fades.

I find myself in the front of M street at night walking toward a tree in the front with crimson leaves. I continue toward the street and gaze across at the mansion across the road. I decide to fly in this direction and explore the dreamscape. Bright lights are coming through the second story windows in yellow hues. I continue to head forward. I ask the dream casually to last for an hour, expecting it with calmness. I remain calm and keep ground into the dream. I enter the house and it transitions into a gym with many people on elipticals. I fly around a bit then exit through the back. I progress through a series of outdoor areas during mid-day. In each area, there is typically one mystical looking tree with a different theme. I am very interested in climbing each one and observing the protrusions from the trunk. I wonder if I can find any artifacts in the trees. In one area, the surface of the bark is covered in dragon heads with open mouths that serve has grips. The bark is a white dull color, and the tree has a mystic quality. I imagine what might be at the top and climb. Eventually I descend and head to the next area. I explore the outdoor setting and view another mystic tree. At the top of another tree is a powerful enemy who I decide not to fight. I descend to another outdoor space, and attempt to cast a massive fireball out of my hands. No visuals appear, so I continue to fly through the scene.

I'm in the back area of M Street looking at an amazing sunrise, filling the sky with pink hues. The back of a school bus is positioned in the clouds. I turn toward the house and walk up the back steps and begin jumping.I suddenly realize I'm dreaming as I progress to resist gravitaty, and float toward the windows. i remind myself that there's no laws, and I can just imagine/will myself to fly.I get up to the second story balcony and grab on. I enter and begin walking through the room, feeling everything intently. I walk to the front of the house and continue around the stairs and into the back area. I consider what I should do in the dream and decide against dream goals as I just want to have fun an explore. I turn to the right and head into the kitchen and search through the fridge. I grab some peas and eat some of the container, but it's very watery. There's several boxes of Chinese food, and I grab one white box, open it and look at the small green leaves insides. The dream begins to fade and I wake uip.

This retaurant was filled to the ceiling. If you wanted to get something from the salad bar you would have to stand for quite a while but eventually I could take some soup and other side dishes. What was by far more interesting were the conversations people had. A guy looking like some kind of servant was eagerly discussing with a lady in a fulminant dress how somebody might be in danger. He didn't try to keep it secret and even I could hear it although I was much further in the endless row of people wanting their side dishes. Still, nobody cared but me.

I went outside instead of eating as this story about someone being in danger got me hooked up. Who and how in a normal restaurant like this? There was nothing dangerous outside either. The moon light coloured the wide hills, lawns and trees in blue. This place was really in the nowhere without anything nearby. So I decided to go inside again when the servant guy ran the same way being out of breath. Of course I followed him at the same speed and inside he shouted again "Milady is in danger, she is in danger!".

Suddenly I noticed something very... abnormal. When I looked down on the floor I saw a red outline moving around. No, it was not drawn on the floor. It had the shape of a human and was more like vision. I was seeing the girl he was talking about through the floor! Judging by the shape alone she had to quite young, barely a teenager. It was this moment when the servant and I looked to a unsuspecting door and we both felt the same obviously. He sprinted ahead of me and went through the door. I lost sight of him but took the same way.

The stairs behind the door led into a basement. Some kids were playing a really weird game here. Who got caught became a slave and they had to move him step by step to their camp while the other team tried to free them. A little boy was the slave right now and was totally not happy with it. He moved with a form of disgust. Some people wore white robes which made them look like priests. No idea if this was made to distinguish teams.

Anyway, I should move on. When opening another door the atmosphere changed out of nowhere. The place behind the door was devoid of people and had an evil aura around it. It was a dungeon.
"Wait! A dungeon? This concept only exists in my dreams." I reached a level of lucidty which took away the fear caused by the evil aura and turned everything into an exciting adventure. With determination I walked into the dungeon and looked around. Small yellow-orange lights created a moody atomsphere and flags and pictures hang on the walls. You could mistake it for a normal hallway if it hadn't that strange aura.
With all those decorative plants, benches and other stuff it looked a bit like the restaurant above me. So I started to roam through the corridors trying to find the girl, the servant and the source of danger. I soon noticed that this place was huge. One corridor led into to others and behind a corner the corridors went on. Sometimes there was a room with tables, chairs and sofas inside but I didn't trust them too much.

Suddenly I had a vision while walking. Two women were caught in a white room with nothing but a steel door stealing their freedom inside. You could see them through a glass plane and the surroundings were the same as the dungeon. One in a white dress told her to use the power inside of her to break through the door and disappeared like a ghost after saying "It is up to you. I can't help you any further.".
And then.... I WAS IN THE ROOM!
Seems like I walked into a teleportation trap, how unconvenient and diabolic. Well, at least I got a tip though. I put my finger tips on my forehead to concentrate my energy and stretched out the other arm towards the door. I violently struck the door with telekinetic force, a power the room seems to give you. I saw a fiery, green bar going down in my field of vision. That was obviously my dream energy. It got drained quite a lot by performing so many telekinetic waves but the door was already completely deformated and with a single blow it gave in.

I ran to the end of the hallway and it led into only one room that was different from the others starting with the different furniture. It looked like a bar with a billiards table on one corner. Most surprising was the bald guy with glasses sitting on a chair while smoking though. At first I thought he was my enemy but he took no action to hurt me and just had a "I expected you" look on his face. No time to have a talk though. The billards cues came to live and attacked me by trying to sting me. They were rather weak creatures though. I gave them fast punches and kicks while evading them and they flew across the room. Once they hit the wall with a loud noise the magic inside of them vanished and they became normal cues.

Was that the danger? No. When turning around I see one elderly man with a totally insane look on his face and a fairly massive one with glasses similar to the smoking man in the chair. They had weapons good enough to hurt me. Well, not really as I was dreaming after all but you get what I mean. One had two single nunchaku sticks with sharp hooks at one end and the other one had chained up like five of them to create a deadly weapon out of them. The smoking man slowly stood up with his on chained nunchakus. Well, I would like to have a weapon, too to be honest. When looking around I spotted some nunchaku sticks on the billard table.
The hooks of them were not that sharp or pointy but it was good enough for now. It was the smoking man and me against the Nunchaku brothers.

I took care of the crazy one and he was quite a hard opponent. He blocked my strikes and tried to get through my defense but he failed as well. At some point I understood a bit how I could get him down. I aimed for his head with the sticks and he made a funny "Ayyyy" sound when I hit him. He could take quite a few hits. Inbetween I felt like everything was fading a bit. "Hey, a bit more awareness and control if possible, yeah?"
The colors went brighter and the battle raged on. When fighting and landing more hits I suddenly noticed that one of the nunchakus was missing. I looked to the massive nunchaku brother and he was chaining my stick to make an even better weapon. NOOOO!! I tried to stop him but he resisted well. It was no use. Luckily, my partner landed a good hit and he was obviously realizing now that he had no real chance against us after all. Af ter a few more hits the crazy brother walked backwards as well. They could not fight anymore and were defeated. An expression of disbelieve was on their faces.

Hmmm, I think I am going to take thoes nunchakus as loot. They might become helpful if I modify them a bit.

so another Lucid Dream, number 5 now! I seem to be thats 3 iv had since joining this site and focusing on dream recall.
In last nights dream i remember the moment i became consciouse, i was in the pitch black, complete darkness when i noticed that i was running down a street with no lighting at all, even though i was still consciouse of my physical body laying in bed in RL i suddenly felt a strange feeling of terror, i realised i was running from "Something" so i decided to turn around and check if i was at all running away from anything....i was confronted by a large dog that was running towards me very fast and very aggressively, the fear became so intense as the dog started to approach me that i screamed at myself to "Wake up, Wake up NOW!!", and i did instantly..

Now i have been trying to rewmember not to move to much upon having a false awakening, as i read somewhere that it helps in being able to re-enter the dream, so i tried not to move and within a few seconds it felt like something had grabbed hold of both of my feet and was spinning me around my room in complete darkness (I can even remember being able to just feel the wall with my fingers as i was spun around).
Within what felt like maybe 10 seconds i was dreaming again, although at that momnent i didn't realise it. I was laying on my bed in the darkness and i thought briefly that i was still awake, so i decided to do a quick reality check and stood up and opened the door to my room!
I instantly realised at that moment, that i was dreaming as the space behind the door was nothing like i expected it to be....A female appeared who seemed to have been waiting for me, we started speaking and i realised my dream was starting to fade so i instantly tried finding my dream sign that i successfully used in the lucid dream i had, had previously (Looking at my reflection), but this time it didn't appear to work and i awoke once again!!

After re-entering for the second time i started off right where id left of a few minutes before, but this time i was in darkness and couldn't find a light switch, after a few attempts i managed to create light my verbally demanding it whilst clapping my hands, it seemed that last night that was the key to staying lucid for longer, although my Dream Recall after that point is non existant.

I feel like im still experimenting with differant techniques and hopefully the more i have them, the easier things will get.

I've been having issues recalling my dreams lately, probably due to my irregular sleep time. I'm going to try to recall something tomorrow.

It was my first night home for the Christmas break. I wish I could remember this dream better, as it seemed to be fairly eventful and reached new areas of strangeness. I think there is a contest having to do with a train or a railroad station or something of the like. It may be old western times. There are many people I know and celebrities participating in this contest. It seems that the participants are being eliminated quickly, but there is one of them who has yet to compete, and who I have great faith in. This of course is Sting, my favorite song writer. IRL, I read his memoir “Broken Music” over the summer. It influenced me greatly, and I have this connection to him. That connection was evident in the dream; though I’m not sure he acknowledged it. I cannot remember the outcome of this contest. But there are two other instances of this dream that I remember. One of them is me, in a hotel room, high above the ground, in a bright white room. I look out at the balcony. I think there is an ocean. That’s all I can really remember. The other is me receiving fellatio from this brunette girl who bears a resemblance to someone I met briefly about a year ago. Though all goes as it should, several times I think, it is strangely dissatisfying. I remember feeling rather pleased with the state of affairs, as was she, but I do not think I felt anything orgasmic or really significant, as I normally would in this situation. I can remember so clearly the pictures from these dreams, which only makes me long to remember the circumstances and sequences of events.

Cinema
I'm in the cinema in Amsterdam, together with my friend Alif and maybe some others. Alif has just recently moved to the Netherlands. My friend San is working as an employee at this particular cinema and perhaps Erik as well. We're standing by the ticketing machine, deciding on which movie to go to. We're still doubting between the latest Bond and Fantastic Beasts. San already wants to buy tickets for Bond, but I tell him to wait up for a moment. I ask Alif what she wants. I figure she may not like Bond. She's not wearing her hijab like normally. My reasoning is that in the Netherlands she doesn't feel like doing so. Her face looks different without it and her hair has been put up in a crazy hairstyle. I'm looking through the schedule, which only goes until 7pm. For some reason, everything after 7pm is regarded as the next day, so we need to load the schedule again. I ask San, or perhaps a different employee, for his paper version of the schedule, which is quicker. I think, though I'm not sure, that we eventually decide upon Bond. Not that we actually go there?

I'm walking around outside with Alif. We're on the steps of a building now. I get a call through Messenger. It's my cousin, whom I haven't spoken to in many years. It's a very short conversation, as he asks me for drugs. I hang up. I tell Alif what happened.

Watching
I'm watching from a first person view. What I assume to be a plane is flying through the clouds, leaving little sight. It flies just above a house. That was close! Shouldn't it be pulling up? It continues at the same altitude, avoiding another 1 or 2 houses. It turns out that what I'm watching is a guy who is lucid dreaming for the first time. He's enjoying it. Somehow he's made a connection to the waking world and he's telling a woman (his mom?) about it.

Sharing
I'm having a conversation with a woman. We're going to try to share a lucid dream and we're deciding on a location. First she thinks of Rome. Cool city, but I've never been there. Except for in Assassin's Creed that is. I would only know how to imagine the Colosseum. How about Paris though? I'm much more familiar with that city.

The following was--unfortunately but interestingly--a non-lucid dream.

I'm talking to my brother [who is also interested in LD in real life; we recently chatted about it]. I excitedly tell him an idea for something to do in a lucid dream: "Wouldn't it be cool to travel back to the time of Christ and talk to the scribes and Pharisees at the temple in Jerusalem!"

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