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It was nearing an evening. I was in my house, it was turned by someone into a five-star hotel just for my family. Sisters were wandering around the building naked. The hotel staff prepared a special bathroom for me.

I've had a number of lucid dreams throughout my life and childhood that I can vaguely remember but there are some that stand out more than others. Most recently was a bout of extremely closely placed lucid dreams over the course of about 3 months. 4 of which I remember very vividly. I'm not sure what was going on in my waking life at the time that made me more lucid while dreaming but hopefully I will be able to track down the answers as I try to regain this ability.
Throughout this period I gained lucid control progressively. Beginning with simple flight as I was panicking while falling from an airplane. Moving on to a more controlled lucid flight, though also triggered by the panic of being chased by a gang. Finally I was able to trigger my lucid abilities simply by stopping and taking detailed note of my surroundings, leaving behind the previous urgency of narrative in the dream. Turning my head around to examine features of my environment like architecture and textures seems to snap me into a controlled lucid state most of the time.
I have encountered entities that seem to want to pull me out of this state however. Sometimes they try to distract or pull me back into the original task.



The Man in the Hat.

I am very excited to share this dream as I believe it is the most important lucid dream I have had so far.
Once again, in this dream I became lucid by my own will without panic, simply by breaking free of the narrative the dreamworld had imposed on me. I began by looking up. Large panes of glass high above revealed bright blue skies and clouds beyond the ceiling. And to the left. A long single-file line of people that I had just been a part of, but was now apart from, slowly shuffling off around a corner. To the right. Beautiful blue mosaics of glass tiles lie beneath a shallow pool of running water, sparkling as they are lit by atmospheric skyskapes from beyond giant walls of clear glass. Many Aimless wanderers mill about and around the pool, some standing still in the water and some dragging their bare feet with no expression. Then down, I turned my attention towards the beautiful glass tiles beneath my feet. I noted their texture on my bare skin and stooped to examine the white grout between tiles.
When I stood up I was fully lucid. With no delay I immediately began to exercise my powers. I already knew I could fly if I wanted to so I decided to try something different this time. One of the Aimless was walking slowly in a straight line away from the pool area. I willed her to change direction and she immediately obeyed, making an about-turn without resistance or even recognition that she had done so. What else could I do? Could I make these people more physically attractive? They were all so dull. Could I make them take off all their clothes and walk around naked? No on both accounts. Perhaps they didnt realize who I was and how much control I possessed over them. A show of power seemed necessary. I walked up to a man and willed him to stand still. He obeyed and I levitated in front of him 8 feet above the ground. He looked up at me but with no expression. More as a joke to myself, I told him in a casual voice, "I am your god. This is my world. I can control you." No reaction still. I did this to four or five other subjects with the same results.
Now this is the interesting part. Over near the edge of the pool was a man in a tailored suit and brimmed hat I hadn't noticed before. He was reclined lazily in a chair reading a large manuscript much like a newspaper, his leather shoes propped up atop a short plaster wall. I couldnt see his face beneath the brim of the hat. I moved over to him and levitated, passively repeating the same words I had to the others. "I can control you. I am your master." He ignored me and I repeated it again. He spoke without looking up. "This is not your world. It is simply a product of the random firings of your brain. You don't have control here." I argued with him trying to force my will on him and make him get up or at least look at me. He spoke again without looking up. "Look around you. Do you recognize anything?" I looked around the room and saw a shade-less lamp on a glass shelf that I hadnt noticed before. I recognized it as a lamp I have in my house back in the waking world. As soon as I recognized it, I was immediately banished from the dream. There was absolutely no break in my consciousness between lucid dreaming and waking. I was simply awake in my bed instead of awake in the dream.

In most of my lucid dreams I feel like there is some sort of force keeping my powers in check. As if there are lines I cannot cross or actions that are not allowed. I wonder now if the enclosed glass room in this dream was meant to keep me from flying freely as I have in other lucid dreams. I have had a sense too that some of the people I encounter in lucid dreams are more like Enforcers that I have little to no power over, while others are more like part of the ambiance, the Aimless fillers that hardly notice me. I've never had someone eject me from the dreamworld the way the Man in the Hat did though. Is the dreamworld really another realm with its own laws and rules? Or is it simply a product of random memory sequences held together by a loose narrative as the Man in the Hat told me? What does it mean to break that narrative and begin acting on our own volition? Regardless, I will keep pushing the boundaries and I will definitely be looking for the suited Man in the Hat.

12.02.2017

(WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I woke up 5 hours into my sleep and stayed up for 40 minutes. During my WBTB I went ot the washroom, drank some water, and browsed FB and instagram for most of it. I went back to bed and tried to encubate my dream about going to Everest. I think I tried MILD.

At some point I fell into SP. I couldn't move and heard buzzing and saw flashes. I reminded myself to stay calm even if I saw scary stuff. I slowly broke away from SP and plugged my nose.
At first it felt like it failed, I tried again.

This time air clearly went through. I stood up and walked to my bedroom door. I was going to open it and then changed my mind. Decided to exit through the window instead. I was trying to lift the curtains but they kept falling down. It was a bit bright outside. I jumped through and started flying. I flew around the neighbourhood, over the freshly snow-powdered roofs and across the white field. I reminded myself to feel the cool breeze on my face and then descended. Landing on a patch of frozen grass, I sat down and touched the ground around me. It was cold, but not freezing, it felt nice. I reminded myself of my objective and took off again. I lost a bit of stability and worried about having FAs, which to my surprise it didn't happen.

Instead, there was a change in scene in which I found myself in a temple in Nepal. I walked around in what seemed to be the inside of the temple. There were lots of people walking around. I stumbled upon a giant golden statue of Zenyatta (overwatch), which depicted him sitting in the mediation position, while moving several orbs in a big circle, something criss-crossing one another.

At this point I lost most lucidity and wandered around the place. I entered a room in which I was getting shot at and I was using Reaper's shotguns to defend myself. I saw the Himalayas far away and wanted to fly towards them. I ended up getting on a train and the dream shifted in a different direction.

I hadn't had a legit WILD in a long time, and I wonder if it is because I hadn't spent much time up during my WBTBs. It is also odd that I lost lucidity during the WILD, as I find that more common with DILDs.

I had a dream where the kids wouldn't behave and mutinied. Far to real! What does this all mean

COMMENTARY NON-LUCID DREAM LUCID DREAM

Asleep: 1:00am
WBTB: several times throughout the morning
Awake: 9:15
Techs: MILD, autosuggestion, WBTB + SSILD
Dreams: 3 fragments
Lucids: 0

1. Fragmented dream. I remember being with my parents. My mother was experiencing bad memory loss/dementia. I noticed it immediately. When I brought it up with my dad while we were out of the room, he said that he hadn't noticed it. I realized he has been experiencing some of the same symptoms, only more mild. I remember my mom acting weird around all my friends as well. Like she didn't remember what age she was, or who she was talking to or anything. I have other notes written in my nighttime dream tag book but I can't read them.

2. (Possible FA) I believe this dream occurred after I woke up and did SSILD. I dreamt of doing SSILD cycles in bed. (Memory blank) I'm in Chipotle standing in line with my dad, but strangely I am doing SSILD cycles with my eyes closed while standing in line? I remember having to continuously open my eyes and pause the cycles to walk forward in line.

3. This dream is somewhat personal. It's a fragmented memory of a conversation between my girlfriend and I about an issue we had earlier in the evening. I'll keep it vague but it did provide me with a way to broach the subject this morning.

Notes: Due to feeling sick, as well as relationship issues, I wasn't very motivated last night. I'm happy to report I still did MILD before bed and woke up several times during the night. I did a small MILD during one WBTB as well as SSILD at least 1 other time. I did not get lucid but I did have a dream about doing SSILD cycles.

Last night bed 8:40pm

I'm on alien planet, in a huge, modern building that is still partially under construction. I'm holding a tiny person in my hand, close to my chest. I don't want others to know it's a person. Some huge construction that's over the water outside the window is coming crashing down. I rush to the window and watch in amusement. I realize these are the "rings" someone was talking about.

Walking to few narrow, modern, metal, automatic doors. One leads to an office. People look at me and I back out. I end up in a large elevator. I have a few mental images of some distant places and I'm suppose to pick where to go. The elevator, which I now learned is a distance transportation device, like a shuttle, stops on a planet. Looking outside, I see rusted buildings, people dressed in worn out clothes, kinda military-ish. I ask myself if I want to get off here or in the next place. Because this one looks like they have war going on. But we get out.

1. I was walking down a dirt path with tree shading it and it was beautiful, up ahead I saw something but couldn't make out what when I was struggling to get what it was out pops the adorable DC that I have been seeing now and then in my dreams (dream sign for me). We both seem to be in our mid to late 20's again. We have a very strong connection without speaking much. We hug and then we walk on the path holding hands, when I see the most amazing tree ever. It had the thickest branches I ever saw (hmmm that just clicked lol) I wanted to touch the tree because the bark was so smooth. I ran over to it so giddy and started to climb onto the lower branches which were very low to the ground. Perfect climbing tree. I climbed about half way up and was amazed at how wide the branch was. I laid on my back and looked up amazed at how high the tree went. Then up pops the adorable guy. Immediately I was feeling frisky and started to undress. He looked shocked at first but then he came over to help me. Can't go into details but it was so much fun and the tree was so soft. I am always amazed at how strong the senses are in these dreams.

2. At an event for work when I had to go to the bathroom and all of the stalls were taken except one and it was just so bad I couldn't go in it. I kept waiting for someone to come out, when I kept seeing this cute little girl peeking under while her mom was in there and I was waving at her. Then I finally decide I can't wait, and go in the nasty one. I flush and grab a wad of paper and start cleaning the seat but it has clear jelly stuff all over the seat and I wipe but it just moves around. I keep cleaning and cleaning then put the paper on the seat. I get done and come out and noone is left in the bathroom lol. Figures I wash my hands over and over in disgust. Eeeew. (How does one go from a great sex dream to a nasty bathroom dream?)

3. I was at a train station in line to board (never been on a train in my life) I get in and sit down and the train is full. This was a train ride from hell. It was a long scary ride with lots of happenings, when we passed another train and I was trying to look at the faces and focus in on them as we passed. I was trying to convey my fear. I saw several people looking at me and was able to get eye contact, but then I saw Hermione from Harry Potter (dream) lol. I was able to telepathically send her a message of what was going on with this train, someone was stealing it and it was out of control. Hermione was able to teleport onto the train and she was now sitting 4 seats in front of me. One lady recognized Hermione and asked if she could give her larger breasts. She did. Then we had people lining up with things they wanted to change. Smooth skin, hair color, sex change, one girl had tiny little arms and she wanted them larger. I stretched them out but they didn't look natural so Hermione had to come up with a spell for that. We even made old people young again. It was so much fun we totally forgot about the fact that the train was out of control.

I was some sort of exorcist. A mother and daughter was hunted by an evil dwarf no matter where they run. I discovered that the dwarf had bound himself to the name of the dead father, and will be able to find and drain the life force of the family if they utter his name. I told them this, and to avoid mentioning the father's name until the dwarf got bored and move on.

Hi, call me Kairos (means "Time" basically) I have what some would call "sleep disturbances". To list a few, Sleep Paralysis, Consistent Nightmares, Sleepwalking, and sometimes Night Terrors to the point where I had to go to the doctor. Now my nightmares actually have been proven to be useful in my profession, I am a writer, mostly horror hence why it's useful. Now don't get me wrong I HATE them but they're a condition I've come to live with.
I've been the last human being trapped on a dying earth, sucked into space, been attacked by animals/creatures, and seen horrific things happen to people to list a few. I don't think I can get into too much vivid detail on some parts to avoid breaking any TOS rules, but my doctor suggested I get a dream journal. I googled something actually (Why is it nighttime in my dreams) and it brought me here so I thought it would be perfect.
I am not going to list any past nightmares because there are only fragments that I can remember like most dreams, but I bookmarked this page so when I wake up from a terrible/pleasant or just plain old strange experience I can write it down here.
Get feedback that sort of thing. So anyone who happens to stumble along stay, go, it does not matter. Just know what you're getting into, I don't want any suggestions from my dreams leaking into yours.

Last night, I had this very vivid dream. The worst part is, I didn't get the girls name! Though I do recall at some point I was desperately trying to get her number...

Anyway! Here's the story...

A new girl had moved into the neighbourhood with her family. She was tall, slender and had brown/brunette hair. I kept seeing her climb and jump over walls with great speed whilst viewing her from within my home. She wore a Pokemon jacket. One day, I saw her entering her home across the street from me. She picked up on that and so teased me by kind of waving but not, and having her family tease me along with her - acting as though I can't see them as I thought they couldn't see me looking at her.

After a bit of back and forthing with these antics, said girl finally came over and introduced herself to my family. She seemed rather timid and shy but kooky and interesting. I was afraid of what I might say in case it offended her and she'd zip right off again and not want anything to do with me. Then, the worse scenario happened.

My mum told this girl all of my private and embarrassing moments all within the space of what seemed like five minutes. I pulled my t-shirt up, hiding my face from embarrassment and thoughts that this girl will never date me. I went upstairs, decidedly wallowing in my bath tub (which was empty), fully clothed drinking beer. This girl knows all my darkest secrets, what difference does it make now if she sees me drinking beer in a bath tub, right?

The girl came up stairs and said something along the lines of "I don't drink alcohol that often, but I don't mind a cocktail every now and then" - trying to be on my level and relate with me somewhat. Is she dropping a hint that she's somewhat interested in me? Who knows, but it sure felt that way. As she went back down stairs, I noticed her Pokemon jacket and some figurines were in my old bedroom (from when I was younger). I sat on my bed and sniffed into her jacket, it felt like a huge weight was lifted off my shoulders when I could smell her scent. She then came back upstairs again saying she was leaving and that she's come to collect her figurines (forgetting about her jacket, she was a bit of an oddball like that).

As she left, I felt some form of relief as the girl could no longer hear from my mum about all this - and I have her jacket! Bonus! She may come back and that will spark up some personal conversation without having the whole family listen in!

Indeed, as I looked out my bedroom window, she too had noticed that she had "forgotten" her jacket as she was at the front door of her house - her mother with the door opened and talking to some business person looking to make a quick buck - the girl walked into her house and immediately came running back over the road, claiming for her jacket.

I gave it to her, but as she was about to leave I stopped her and asked for her phone number. At this point I was starting to gain consciousness heading back into reality. I was trying my damndest to stay in the dream so I could learn more about her - but I felt the same compelling passion as many of you on this thread have also felt. This quirky, kooky girl feels like my "soulmate" and I woke up hating myself because none of it was real.

I, too, have been single for some time now (about a year) and maybe this vivid dream is reminding me to take some kind of action? I don't know, but I'm not one to force a relationship to happen. Save for the fact I attend these occasional geek meets we have here in the UK, I've had no luck meeting such an odd and unique character at these meets. Hopefully this soulmate is out there and we can meet.

I had a lucid fade and was in a state with no dream and partial (10%) bodily awareness. I started hearing music by the Beastie Boys. It was recreated perfectly! The guitar was so cool and real sounding. The door bell rang. I have been waiting for a package. I decided I had better wake up and get the door. There was no one there. The hypnogogic noise (door bell) was so realistic I honestly believed someone had rang it.

I was lucid for a couple hours. I drifted in hypnogogic stuff between dreams, and even woke lightly a few times. Much of the theme was hanging out with my DG and trying to get close to her physically. Any time I was a bit to 'friendly' the dream would cut short and I would spend a few minutes with no dream. The very best part was near the end. I raced around in my sports car for awhile tearing around corners on a mountain road and such. At some point I decided that I could make the car do Dukes of Hazard jumps over other cars with no ramps. I had a great time racing around and doing awesome sports jumps.

+ in a dark room with others spread out on mattresses on the floor sleeping. I'm up and walking around and heading back to my mattress. There's a girl on a mattress on the right of mine, (she invites me? or I just go to her?) it turns out she's my wife and she beckons me in under the covers and we snuggle.

+ I'm walking along the main ("com") area of boy scout camp at UL, and I'm noticing and analyzing the water level: it seems far too high for September, the level should be very low instead (I ask someone if they agree?). I head back to where I started and not can't find a famous feature that was there and ask where did it go, somebody answers that another group stole it (for firewood?). Someone says that (the forest service?) is no doing a good job of protecting the ridge areas on the top of the mountains where the wind blows (?).

(DO): There is a group hiking/riding along the rim of a canyon, I'm hovering over the canyon looking back down at them. It looks like they've constructed a tram line that runs right along the rim. I'm looking at this trying to make sense of it. I see closer that it is a procession of backpackers, the backpacks are slung over some carrying cart, with one backpack hung off to the side of each cart, each backpack is balancing against the one on the other side.

+ HELP (something) is coming, I call (mentally) to my remote-control toy truck to come save me but it can't reach me because something is blocking it. I'm then meeting with some boss of whom I'm slightly afraid, I'm carrying a colorful plastic (toy-like but functional) automatic rifle, and I pump the barrel and remove the large cartridge, and I hold up the empty gun to the boss to prove to him the chamber is empty and the gun is unloaded.

+ sitting with the notary/real-estate agent and she gives me instructions on how to arrange the inheritance of my wife's property. It involves several steps that nobody else told me about. I say this, "nobody else told me about these thing, it's the first time I'm hearing it," it makes sense to me what she's saying. I repeat the steps back to her for confirmation.

I’m at home, where it’s pouring raining outside, to the point that the entire driveway and sidewalk outside my front door is flooded with about a foot of water. I’m still by the front door though, waiting for an important package to arrive. While looking outside, I see an open and plugged-in laptop out on the lawn, and worry that someone left it there in the rain. After a while, the water starts to recede a bit, so I can finally get outside to get the package from the mailman. I can’t walk too far out though, as there’s a ton of grub worms all over the sidewalk, and I don’t want to walk across them barefoot.

I’m riding in a train, but then me and some other guy jump off at this futuristic train station-kinda thing. Apparently, it’s a “sorting station”, which sorts cars that are heading to different destinations. One train comes in with cars going to two different destinations (marked red and green), and without the train stopping, all the green cars are disconnected and roll down another track, where a second train is waiting to take them to their appropriate destination. I’m really interested in the technology behind this, but I’m cut short when a police car shows up, responding to a call about 2 people jumping off the train. My accomplice grabs me by the arm, and we hide in a small alcove just off the train tracks.

I’m at work. My boss is trying to hook up some network cables, but the only available wall plug is near the ceiling, so he’s walking precariously on the edges of the cubicle walls to get to it. I watch out of curiosity, secretly hoping something funny happens. As soon as he plugs it in, however, there’s a bright flash, and suddenly everything’s back to how it was a few minutes earlier. I initially think I just had some weird deja vu, but I realize that everyone around is looking around confused like it affected them as well. The entire room seems a lot brighter though, and I wonder if some major catastrophe happened. There’s suddenly another flash, and all of us are sent back in time again. It happens a couple more times, but each time some of the cubicles are missing and the walls look more run-down. After the 5th or 6th flashback, there’s a loud screeching noise, and all the lights cut out. There’s a moment of silence as everyone tries to figure out what is going on.

Suddenly, the phone right next to me starts to ring, which scares me at first. I slowly pick up the phone. There’s a ton of static on the other end at first, before a demonic voice tells me that I’m now cursed and will die in 7 days. I start getting angry at the person on the phone. “Do you think this is f***ing funny? Do you think you can f***ing scare everyone in this building for giggles? Well listen here, you little s***. I’m not afraid of you. I’ll never be afraid of you, because… because I’m dreaming!” I hang up the phone and turn to see some guy who seems to emanate darkness from his body. I apparently have to fight him, but the fight scene switches to a 3rd person view. It looks very much like an old Game & Watch game I used to play, where you have to move up and down on your side of the screen and try to shoot energy to hit the person on the other side. After a few seconds, I end up getting hit first, which causes me to switch back to first person, where I am absorbed by darkness. As it surrounds me, I feel an intense pressure pushing all over my body. It’s hard to explain, it feels sort of like the sensation of water pressure when you go really deep in a swimming pool - but much more intensely painful. I’m almost consumed by it, but I remember I am dreaming, so I tense up and unleash all my energy at once. Rays of light flow out of me, cutting through the darkness and relieving the pressure on my body. Instead, the light takes over the guy I’m fighting, and he falls to the floor in pain. I stand right over him and start taunting him. “You thought you could stop me with darkness? I am the light of the world… or at least the Italians.”

I’m in my high school gymnasium. There’s a ton of little kids and parents around to watch some kind of wrestling event on a large projector screen at one end of the gym. I’m helping out with getting stuff set up, including fixing one of the large fluorescent bulbs. A maintenance guy who’s helping me lowers the light via a cable from the ceiling. Instead of replacing a bulb though, we have to replace some weird thing that looks like a large spherical clump of soap suds. Apparently, the sudsy “bulb” is made of some special material that reacts with a gas that’s output from the light socket, producing a bright light. The reaction also makes the sudsy material super light, which makes it stay in the socket without any restraint, as long as the light is always pointing down. I go to adjust the “bulb”, but I accidentally knock some pieces of suds loose. The maintenance man looks at me disappointed since I just ruined that bulb, but then pulls another one out and gently puts it in place. I watch as it starts to glow, and soon have to turn away because it’s so bright.