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Comet Visit

I was on a space shuttle bound to visit a comet. This was mostly a white surface, probably inspired by concrete more than ice. I don't remember any sky or starscape, since I was mostly looking at the ground. I came across some small red plants (similar to seaweed) growing in a patch. Finding plants growing on a comet would be an important discovery! Unfortunately, upon getting back in the space shuttle, it turned out that the plants had been put there previously as part of an experiment 'by a PhD student'. (I don't think anyone told me this - as often happens in dreams, I just knew.) Later I went out in deep space and ended up floating out there, somewhat worried about by prospects for getting back. I had a HUD which allowed me to scroll through possible targets, and upon selecting a target, my thrusters would slowly take me there. I managed to select the space shuttle quickly enough to get back before it got too far away, but only after hurriedly scrolling through many irrelevant targets.

I remember hearing some radio chatter between the pilot (a woman), and ground control (male voices), and peering forward into the cockpit. Skip forward to re-entry, and everything seemed to be going well. While we landed, though, I realised the wheels were beginning to smoulder and might catch fire. Suddenly, all of the crew of the space shuttle (including me) were outside sprinting away in fear that it would catch fire and explode. I saw a person or two I recognised from my memories in the crowd. The end of this scene seemed to be inside a very large warehouse where the spacecraft were stored; in the end the space shuttle was fine.

Note: Lately I'd been reading about astrobiology and speculation on alien life. Can't remember any other space dreams off the top of my head.

University Life

A senior member of a student society or 'panel' had resigned in order to make way for a new member, since they thought it would help the new member's career opportunities. They were mostly female and drawn from my memories. After watching this being explained, I went into a side corridor, and I knew that everyone had a small extra room here for 'emergency purposes'. My room was to the left, the first door off another side corridor, containing only a bed. A man came in to repair something, and watching this for a while, a man opens the door of the side corridor. For some reason I get it into my head that the second man thinks I'm in a gay relationship with the maintenance man, to my irritation. Later, everyone gathered outside on a lawn to watch a building's roof (a glass dome) explode. An announcer explained that this is due to its composition of silicon dioxide, which is said to be unstable in our atmosphere.

Note: I've had the odd dream set in a school or university, normally involving very different buildings or outdoors areas each time.

Awful Pixelated Game

I'm walking in the road in a random real-life location, with a skip on my right-hand side (and a lack of cars on the road) as the only changes. Someone is talking to me about a game. It's set with a light blue background, and I may have somehow seen the game by looking into the skip. I think the game may have involved bears or polar bears, and it had these weird low-resolution pixelated graphics, where one of the characters was a sort of blobby snowman marked by one-pixel borders and a face made of a few black pixels. There was nothing particularly good or special about the game (probably better than Flappy Bird), except that a sixteen-year old teenager had designed it. I didn't get why people were talking about it.

Haven't typed up my dreams in a while, but have still been DJing. Just wanted to type this one up, so my buddy could read it if he wanted, haha.

June 16, 2016
Normal Dream: Scarlet A-suna
Series: Friends, Episode 16



Me and a bunch of my buddies were at a big weekend getaway house that we all chipped-in to rent. It was basically a small mansion. Me and Gez were playing a competitive game in a small white room. It reminded me of racquetball, but not exactly. Anyway, we were listening to music as we played and I had just selected a random playlist on my laptop. On that playlist, however, was a special, unreleased song that Asuna (Sword Art Online) had sang, recorded, and dedicated to me. I didn't know it was on the playlist as Gez was currently dating Asuna. The song was about dating one person, but being in love with another. The music station was too far for me to turn it off in time, so I just tried to distract Gez from paying attention to it, but it didn't work. I could see the expression on his face change from confusion to shock to a cold fury as he paced back and forth listening. I waited him to say something, but he never did. The song got to a tasteful part about making love with the secret and I just had to get the fuck out of the room. I couldn't think of an excuse, so I just said, "Hold on a second," as I opened the door to exit the room. He responded in a calm, but tone of impending doom, "Sure." I exited the room.

In the hallway, I took a deep breath and wiped the sweat off of my brow. That shit was way too intense. I muttered, "Fuck," under my breath and headed for the main party area. Most, if not all, the rest of our friends were in this room. I quickly approached Asuna and the look on my face must have gave me away. Before I could speak, her expression changed to a look of concern and she said, "What is wrong?" Shamefully, I was half thinking of a way out of the situation and only half paying attention to the words I spoke. "He knows," I replied. "Who knows about what?" she said as the look on her face turned to pure confusion. "Gez knows that you slept with what's his name," I replied. She paused for a split second and then shouted, "YOU MEAN YOU!?!" I didn't look at her face as I softly replied, "Yeah." She cursed and immediately took off out of the room to talk to Gez. This wasn't good I thought.

I walked across the room and sat beside my buddy Diddy. I told him the situation about me fucking Asuna. He gave me his "you are in some shit and I'm amused" laugh, then asked what I was going to do. I told him it wasn't funny and I think Gez may actually shoot me. Moments later, the door opens and Asuna walks in holding an AR followed by Gez and his close buddy (I didn't know him very well). His buddy was holding a hunting rifle. I leapt to my feet and asked Asuna, "What the fuck are you doing? Why do you have guns?" Gez's buddy began setting up targets across the room. Asuna told me that Gez said he wanted to shoot some targets. I carefully took the gun out of her willing hand, laid it on the nearby bed, took her hand and lead her out of the room. "I'm sure he fucking does want to shoot guns right now." I lead her by the hand outside of the house and into the parking lot. I asked if she could take me home and she nodded. My heart is still racing as I see her car is blocked-in by about 10 cars. I then, cartoonishly, grab her car by the bumper and began maneuvering it around the other cars as if it was merely a wheelbarrow. Once we were in the clear, we jumped in the car and drove off.

"We are fucked," said Asuna, the first words any of us had spoke in the car. I asked what Gez had said when she told him and she said, "He looked at me as if I were an annoying bug he wanted to squash and calmly said 'I mean, of course I am upset about it, but it happens.' And that was it." My eyes widened and I replied, "Shit, yeah that isn't good." We drove in silence for a few moments as I tried to think of a what to do next. I then asked her to move-in with me. As I asked her I felt my body start to warm-up and a sensation of love overcame me. It was a sensation I hadn't felt in a long time (in real life). As she was about to reply, my roommates woke me up. I tried to jump back into the dream after shooing them off, but no dice.

Series Details
In the dream series, "Friends," I join the DC counterparts of my waking life friends and tackle the dream world. You never know what we will be up to next, but I guarantee it will be one hell of a time. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

Dream 1: Non-Lucid dream fragment. Meesha was rubbing up against my feet while I was in bed & I woke up. She wasn't there in real life & she never does this, lol.

Dream 2: Non-Lucid dream. I went to this apartment & was babysitting a small dog. The owner came home. We were talking & then we heard something coming from the back part of the apartment & these 3 people who were apparently hiding there & they found another dog there that had just been born in the back of the apartment. They were friends of the owner. Suddenly there was a fire in the back of the apartment. We put it out but it had opened up a wall & area that wasn't there before. The owner suddenly said, okay you guys can fix this part of the apartment & you can live there. It was funny.

I listened to a soothing subliminal Lucid Dream tool while I was sleeping & I woke up in a good mood. It actually let me use the WBTB method.

Non-Lucid-Green
Lucid-Red
Explanation of details-Blue
Side Notes-Purple
Astral Projection/AP-Brown

I had several dreams last night but only managed to record one of them.

I was walking home with someone I have never met IRL, but in my dream I think he was an acquaintance, and we were talking about a band he was in. He wanted me to see the band perform, or listen to their album or something. I told him I definitely would, but I got the impression he had asked me this before and I hadn't, or something. He just seemed like he didn't believe me. Eventually, we got to his place and said goodnight. He went inside, and I began walking home to my apartment. Somehow I ended up taking a back way that I never have before, and I remember fumbling with my keys, getting a very nervous feeling. As I got closer to home, I became actually frightened, but there was no immediate threat or anything, just a feeling I had. I realized I went down the wrong street, and reached a dead end, so I turned around. Eventually I got onto a street where my building was on, but it was the back, and somehow I didn't recognize the building and passed it, but when I looked back I realized this and ran up to the back door (my building IRL has no such back entrance, but you know how dreams are). I realized there was a refrigerator on the back lawn. I passed it and went to unlock the door, but thought, "I better make sure this refrigerator is locked," and pulled out a key. I locked the lawn refrigerator and the proceeded to enter the building. The back door led directly into my kitchen (even though I live on the 3rd floor), and when i got inside, I noticed there were christmas lights set up all over the apartment. This was not shocking to me in the dream, however. These must have always been there. I was still feeling scared, so I began shutting all the blinds to the apartment. In the living room, my roommate's grandparents were arguing about something. In the dream, it became clear to me that they lived with us and always have. I asked what they were talking about, and the grandma told me that there was a dead mouse on the stairs, and no one had taken care of it. 4 months ago, she saw it and it had startled her and she fell down the stairs. This is when I woke up.

I realize that in my dreams, there are a lot of facts that aren't true, but in my dream I just know the background story, like how I knew I had a key to this mysterious fridge, or the fact that it was Christmas time and my roommates grandparents lived with me. It's like the dream gives you instant background knowledge. I need to figure out a way to document these facts in the DJ without having to explain the whole situation. Maybe after reading some other members' DJ's I'll figure out a way to distinguish these "dream facts", but if anyone is reading this, do you experience these same understood "dream facts" in your dreams? and how do you document them in your DJ?

Before I make an actual entry, I'm just going to put a sort of update in here to document where I am in my dreaming journey. I started this account in 2010, almost 6 years ago! I haven't posted anything in years, mostly because I became a regular weed smoker, and my recall fell apart. I quit smoking 6 days ago, and I've been having many intense vivid dreams since then, due to the REM rebound. This made me want to get back into attaining lucidity, but I am so out of shape in terms of recall and practice. Last night I went through and read my entire dream journal. Most of the dreams I had forgotten, but when I was fresh into the site, I was attaining lucidity (or at least fragments of lucidity) pretty often. Most of these instances I had forgotten about. I imagine once I get back into the routine of recording my dreams and doing regular RC's throughout the day, my recall will return to the way it once was and hopefully beyond.

Dream - Lucid

I dreamed a little more than this last night, but I really felt the need to record these, as they were quite vivid, the second one also being very intense.

I was teaching at a summer school/camp with my friend Rachel, who is also pregnant. Her baby had a rare birth defect where its heart was developing outside the body (this is a real thing btw for those who aren't aware). She and I were sitting together and she started crying. I closed my eyes and felt so sad for her. I put my hand on her leg. I believe I may have even shed a tear. I asked her about the operations they would have to do on the baby. The sadness I felt for her was very intense.

We were all assigned one child for the program. They would actually live with us (and apparently I lived at my parents' old house with them). Mine was a little blonde girl in the 5th grade.

The program's classes were divided into grade levels. Both Rachel and I's kids were in the 5th grade level. The classes were held outside in these station/kiosk type things. I saw my child playing there. I then had to pee so I went to the bathroom. The stall was like a port-o-john but only had a small, narrow place to sit and a narrow hole to go in. It was built for kids, and I "remembered" this from when I was at this same school as a child. I started to go but was peeing on the floor. I adjusted and peed on my underwear. They were soaked by the time I was done so I took them off and threw them in the garbage. I then heard people outside. A young female teacher saw the pee on the floor coming out from underneath the stall. She assumed the toilet had been backed up and overflowed and I let her think that, as I didn't want to tell her that I peed everywhere. She got a plunger-type thing and started to plunge it. Dirty, poopy water came out and splashed me in the face; I guess it was backed up.

I then was walking back to the play areas outside with the teacher; it looked to be evening outside. I was telling her that I had never planned on becoming a teacher, but I was excited to start my real teaching job in the fall.

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I was in what was my mom's car in a parking lot at night with my brother. We were parked but I'm not sure why. Both of our parents were dead; they had died not long ago in the dream, maybe days or weeks prior. We now were using their car.

These two college-aged white guys came up to the car and started trying to harass us into letting them in. They wanted to rob us. We locked the doors and wouldn't let them in. They started to laugh and got an ax and baseball bat and took them to our tires. Whatever, we were still safe. I saw and heard glass breaking as they did this, but I wasn't sure what it was coming from. We watched these douche canoes fuck up our car. I kept thinking about our parents, and how empty it felt without them.

I then decided to call 911. My brother was just going to call the police, but I felt we needed urgent help. I misdialed it at first, dialing 912 or something instead, and then redialed and was given hold music. I didn't care, I'd wait if I had to.

My brother then had to get out of the car for some reason; I think the cops were there. The guys saw the opportunity and tried to get in the unlocked door, but I locked it and the back door (which was also unlocked for some reason) quickly, before they could get in. They were mad, and I gave them two birdies, one with each hand. This infuriated them, and one pulled a gun on me and started to shoot. He hit me in the neck multiple times. I saw the hole in the barrel light up with each shot, and felt the shock of being hit. I was in shock, surprised that he had actually opened fire. He seemed surprised as well that he had actually shot me. I was holding my neck and saw a cop in the back window. I held my hand out to him and he reached back to me.

I then was out of the car, I think with my brother, walking to an ambulance. I was getting dizzy and woozy from loss of blood. We walked by the guys who tormented us; they were sitting on a curb smoking (at least one was smoking) while police searched their car. I hoped they were going to get arrested. I was then laid on a gurney on the back to the ambulance, which was actually on an open trailer being pulled behind it. I heard them say they could see my bone and my heart, which is how bad the wound was. I was then being driven with my neck wrapped up tight in a scarf. No one was back there with me.

I was noticing that by pointing my right hand at objects in the kitchen, I could make them float. It then occurred to me that I could also float, so I sat Indian style and floated into the living room where my sisters marveled that I was floating, with a shadow underneath me showing there was nothing holding me up. It felt really good to levitate, and I said I had been feeling down because I felt far from Jesus, so God had given me some supernatural candy.

1. I was walking in a terminal inside of an airport with my friends Patrick, Dylan, Trey, and Treon. "You ready for this 6 day trip?" Dylan asked me as we walked. "Oh shit, I completely forgot to pack 6 days worth of clothes. Fuck!" I said. They all chuckled. I knew I was screwed and I'd end up having to buy clothes with money from my savings account wherever we went. As we boarded the plane I instantly realized how crowded it was. It appeared that we had showed up relatively late as almost all the seats were taken. Each seating section could seat up to 2 people. Dylan and Patrick decided to cram into a seating section that already had one guy in it, so now there was 3 people sitting in 2 seats. Trey and Treon sat in the seats behind them. The next closest open seat was 3 or 4 rows down. "Thanks for saving me a spot guys" I said feeling a little hurt(lmao).
I sat down in the seat next to a random guy and waited for the plane to take off. As I did so I looked around. I saw that it was extremely sunny outside considering the sunlight reflecting off of the windows was quite blinding. I became a little stressed as I thought once more about how unprepared I was. I opened up my backpack and looked inside to see what I had brought with me. As I looked inside all I saw was my phone charger, my vape, and my vape juice. "Wow this is great. I have absolutely nothing I need at all besides my charger" I thought to myself. I then began thinking once more about all the money I would have to spend to get the stuff I needed to make it through this 6 day trip.
The plane started its procedure for take off and I found a wave of fatigue coming over me. I laid my head on the headrest on my seat and closed my eyes. Somehow as I fell asleep in the plane I went into another dream, and I consciously knew this as it happened. Now I found myself walking along the catwalk of an ancient temple like structure. It was getting dark and the sky along with the sun was obscured by thick trees all around. I was walking behind Patrick and Treon, going who knows where. Suddenly lucidity came to me. "This is a dream" I said out loud. "This can't possibly be real because right now I'm actually asleep on the plane, and even past that, I'm asleep on my bed in waking life" I thought to myself. I stopped walking. Treon and Patrick looked back at me. "Aright I'm out, later guys" I told Pat and Treon as I started walking away. "What the hell Cory don't leave" Pat said. "Yeah you never do anything anything anyways" Treon said.
I ignored them and walked into the temple through the nearest door. I walked in through a glass door with a black frame around it, it was quite out of place considering the whole ancient setting. As I walked inside I noticed how nice the interior was. The whole interior looked like a professional office setting. There were offices everywhere I looked, each one closed off by glass walls. The floor was covered in dark green matte tiles and the walls were a soft white. "What am I doing in here?" I said out loud. With that I walked back out the door that I came in from and as I did so I jumped and took flight with an extremely smooth take off. As I increased my elevation rather slowly, I saw a small statue of a heart made out of stone on top of the temple. This instantly made me think of her- the girl I've been trying to find in my dreams forever.
Just then I lost my stabilization and found myself flying up into the air at an immense speed. I was now past the trees and was flying straight up into a dark blue night sky with few but thick clouds. As the dream fully destabilized I woke up, but now I was back in the plane. I found myself rather alert, but without lucidity back on the plane. I looked around too see where we were, but as I did so the plane transformed into a large half bus half train automotive. I looked back behind us as we continued on our way. I saw a large light green tank on the opposite side of the freeway from where we were. It was aiming at a building. "That thing is about to shoot" I thought to myself. Sure enough, the tank fired a missile at the building it was aimed at. "Holy shit" I yelled. Everyone on the bus looked back and saw the explosion, but showed no reaction so the bus was now dead silent.
Suddenly everything started collapsing, and the bus/train driver was now constantly dodging and weaving through falling bridges and cars from the highway that was above us. The ground was also splitting now as well, and many cars were stopping out of no where(The dream was collapsing). I noticed that there was another bus in front of the one I was in that looked fairly similar to mine. The bus driver seemed to be following it in a convoy-like formation. Suddenly a huge part of the highway above us fell down right in front of the bus that was in front of the one I was on. That bus as well as my bus stopped as we there was no where else to go. "Holy shit we're gonna die" I said out loud. Just then another part of the highway above us fell and crushed the bus in front of us as well as my bus.
I now found myself in a void, but only for a matter of seconds. After what seemed to be 2 or 3 seconds I was back at the ancient temple. I found myself lucid once again as I immediately recognized where I was at. "Aright this has to be a dream considering I was here not long ago, and I just know it is." I was walking on a wide path of sandstone that had cracks filled with plant life here and there. Not far in front of me were 2 armed men in military like outfits that looked to be of hispanic descent. I ran and jumped in an attempt to fly, but had no success. I tried twice more and still could not fly. I knew the exact reason was because I just wasn't believing in myself for some reason.
Now I decided to just walk around and explore for the time being. I came upon a mini bridge like structure. It wasn't one that someone could walk on though; it looked more like a sculpture of some sort. The 2 hispanic men were now approaching me at this point. Because I got too intrigued by the sculpture, I lost my lucidity. "Hey guys, what is this bridge-like art all about?" I asked the 2 men. They just stopped and looked at me sternly. Seconds later they pulled out their automatic rifles which highly resembled tommy guns and pointed them straight at me. I didn't stand to wait for an answer from them; I turned around and sprinted away. For some reason the men didn't shoot at me, and I thought I was going to make it out alive until out of no where I saw a grenade land only about a foot in front of me.
I continued sprinting past the grenade and I made it far enough away that I knew I would survive. However, I was still worried about the shrapnel hitting me. I made it through without being hurt at all, but seconds later another grenade was thrown at me, except this one landing a foot or so behind me. I sprinted and jumped to the ground and the grenade exploded. I immediately got up and resumed running as far away from the 2 men as possible. Once more, another grenade was thrown at me, but this one landed about 2 yards in front of me, and by the time I stopped myself I knew the grenade was going to blow up in a matter of milliseconds. I jumped away from the grenade with all of my strength and covered my face and head. The grenade blew up and I expected to be hit by shrapnel, but I was not.
I got up off of the ground and looked at where the grenade blew up. I was extremely surprised that I didn't get hurt. I looked back where the 2 men were, and they had their guns pointed at me again. This time I knew they were going to shoot. I ran and took cover behind a large shelf-like structure that was holding tons of wheels on it. The men started shooting at me just as I got behind cover. Their bullets went straight through all of the tires, and by some miracle I didn't get hit with one of them though I could hear the bullets ricochet off of the metal part of the shelf I was hiding behind.
After a minute or so the men stopped shooting. I got up from my crouched position and saw that my vape had fallen out of my pocket and was now broken in half. "God damnit, I paid 100 bucks for that" I said as a tear streamed out of my right eye and down my face. Seconds later some people and friends came to comfort me.

to bed late (1am), sleep in late (10:30am)

early/middle:

+ at work, my workspace is too exposed, "LinkedIn" [DAY RESISDUE], desk confusion (girl's accessories), hot admin asks me for coffee, turns out we're just getting it from the kitchen

+ (longer scenes leading up to this) sister asking for paper towels, all they have is the roll kind I say, some man comments

+ LD#188 get off small bus with family, carrying lots of baggage slung over my shoulder which gets caught in the door a bit, look back in to find rest of bags and pull them out, standout outside on coast, it's HOT, I think it's going to be sweltering work to carry all these bags around in this heat. Some hot girl up ahead catches my attention, I follow her I notice she's topless, I hold back from engaging right up close to her as I remember the DoubleHelix approach of asking/declaring I want to take a picture of her (ahem), she playfully demurs and keeps moving away, I say how about a picture of you breasts? I realize I'm dreaming and say out loud "I'm dreaming" but I'm in such a hurry to follow her that I quickly lose lucidity.

+ playing backgammon-like game: I have one second left on my timer, I must move FAST if I want to not lose on time, but my opponent does not start my timer when he makes his move, but I still jump for my dice [DAY RESIDUE from "inception"?] and roll and move very quickly. At some point I realize that I've moved twice in a row against the rules and let my opponent move.

late/last:
+ starts out at U lake (boy scouts), low water, climbing over rocks, think what would be a good place to fish. then in house, girl has collection of different high quality recorders, I pick one out to play, and play "over the rainbow" [DAY RESIDUE], long confusing recorder, too many wholes for all the fingers, girl has a stack of them, I think I play beautifully but realize the sound I'm imagining is partly in my head the "physical" sound I'm producing is not quite as lovely. I ask what key is this record in, she answers "C", I look at a fistful of recorders in my hand and read tags, I think mine says "F", I go to a piano and play the C key and hold the recorder in my left hand and finger a middle "C" note with my thumb and middle finger, it sounds very different from the piano C so I look at her and shake my head "no", then I try again and the notes sound the same, putting the recorder back I knock over the container of recorders and freeze in position asking the owning girl for help to pick them up without spilling them to the ground.

Then I'm heading for bed and go through a kitchen area (up a few steps from the sunken living room [DREAM SIGN]), I see a picnic-style table with places set and several glasses full of a red berry drink, and on a counter to the right several pitchers of the same drink prepared for anybody who gets up in the middle of the night and wants a drink. I look at the table and there's a cat on it who knocks over a glass, I pick up the glass and put it back, thankfully it was one of the empty ones.

(possibly from another night, these came to me just now as I'm reviewing dreams/memories in preparation for bed)
+(f) skiing down a tight chute on the mountain

+(f) clearest encounter with dream mom since last year: she's sitting with my dad, I see her, she looks at me and smiles widely, some funny discoloration about her eyes.

I don’t remember anything of the context of this dream. I just remember existing somewhere and feeling the sudden need to perform an RC, so I do. I am already a bit positive that I am dreaming and I manage to push my fingers through my palm. Now I am certain that I am dreaming. I immediately start talking to myself. I keep telling myself that this is a dream, so that I don’t lose my awareness. I think I may have been in my bedroom. I have a bet going with werty52; first person to conjure up a waterball while lucid, wins. I try to produce a waterball out of thin air, though doing it somewhat hastily and stressed. I wanted to get it done quickly, before losing lucidity. I failed to produce even a drop of water.

There’s a transition moment where I’m not sure if I’m having a false awakening. I switch around a bit between being in bed and being in the dream. While lying in bed, my whole body starts to hurt. I notice though that as long as I keep my dream eyes open, I stay in the dream. It’s harder to stay in the dream if I close my eyes for a moment. For some reason I decide to do exactly that, to experiment. I manage to open my eyes again in the dream, but not fully. Eventually the pain I’m experiencing makes me decide to wake up. After I woke up, I had no pain.

I was awake for at least an hour and I’m quite certain even longer. This is because the mosque close to my dorm wakes everyone up to eat before sunrise (it’s Ramadan now), though for some reason they do it WAY early before sunrise and for a very long time. Anyway, it seems that until the end of Ramadan I’ll be performing forced WBTB.

I used to have very frightening hypnagogic images on a regular basis (along with hypnopompic hallucinations), but ever since minimizing my internet use last October, I've only had a few occurrences and it's not something I've really had to struggle with anymore.

And now that I've overcome that, I've realized, like my sleep paralysis, my HIs could actually be a blessing in disguise: a key to both falling asleep easily (when normally it takes me hours to fall asleep) and lucid dreaming. On Tuesday night after seeing a beautiful HI of a humongous whale inside an aquarium [not that I condone whales in aquariums], I slipped into a false awakening WILD. I was in bed and could see my cat and husband in bed with me, but the room was lighter. I realized it was a false awakening when I noticed I could see despite my eyes being closed, and then woke up.

If I work on this, I could turn seeing HIs and having lucid dreams as soon as I go to bed into a regular activity for me. At the very least, it could help me fall asleep more easily, even if they don't always lead to instant lucid dreams. Now that I no longer have to be afraid of my HIs, I can take full advantage of them.

I didn't have a lucid, just a non-lucid but I totally lost it due to being woke up with a spider bite on my stomach. It hurts & there is a knot but as long as it gets better I'm not too worried.

I just finished reading a fiction book that was really great so I'd encourage others to read it. It's called "Lucid" by Jay Bonansinga. It's in the horror section & is a dark book which was cool.