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Hey everyone,

So, today was Day 18 of my lucid dreaming journey, and things are getting wild. 😆

I woke up at 4:25 AM for WBTB, did SSILD cycles properly, and then went back to sleep. I think I woke up 1-2 times but still did at least one incomplete SSILD cycle before falling asleep again.

Then, in my dream, I was in my school, sitting on a bench, and I actually tried to induce sleep paralysis to lucid dream… but the crazy part? I was ALREADY dreaming! 😂💀 I didn’t even realize it.

SP hit me INSANELY fast in the dream. 😳 I felt my body get paralyzed, and I was like, “Alright, time to lucid dream!” without realizing I was already in a dream. 🤦*♂️

What’s even crazier is that I was a little conscious. When I felt SP, I moved my realistic dream arm and let it hang off the table, but then I noticed it felt like blood flow was restricting. So I consciously put it back on the table to avoid discomfort. I was actually thinking logically inside the dream without realizing I was dreaming! 🤯

At this point, I tried visualizing a scene to enter a lucid dream, and I feel like I was SO CLOSE—but I woke up because my real arm had been under pressure. 😭💔

This is now 3 nights in a row where I’ve had dreams about lucid dreaming (Day 16, 17, and now 18). My subconscious is PUSHING ME SO CLOSE TO LUCIDITY!! 🚀✨

Now to clear some doubts---
1)why arnt my days consistent??
answer- by day 14,18 i mean this is the number of days i have been practicing lucid dreaming technique and i only post stories of days i get lucid
2)i have got lucid dreams before day 14 also i have got 6 lds before day 14 but i will try to post them if i can
thanks for reading KIT(keep in touch if you are wondering)

Feb 27th

Fires & Mentor
Grass fires crackle closer. Warn cabin owners. "It'll pass. It always does," she sings. Kayji speaks of her mentor and it is realized that some of us still have much to learn.

Two Crows
It leans over a cliff, wispy arms waving in canyon winds. A nest crowns the conifer. Within are sheltered the children of two crows. Kayji, desiring a crow child, climbs the leaning tree. Crow children fall. Kayji falls. Crows dive after. Run to the cliff edge. Call her name. Can't hear her. Can't see her. "Don't worry," says an old woman, "The crows have her. You'll not see her again, I expect." Not a scrap of Kayji is ever found.



Feb 28th

NMF

Tranduil Rescue
From underground we stream, a company of dwarves and me. Past a clot of twisted trunks lies a cube shaped hole in the ground, a trap. Thranduil, king of the woodland realm, sloshes within. Near suffocating in mud he calls for aid. Tauriel rappels to rescue. A look lies between them. It is not for us to decipher. She lifts the king. Dwarves pull him to safety. We clean the sovereign and are celebrated in his realm.

Political Office
My home is new, stories tall, brimming and bright. It is a mini version of a childhood library. Kayji claims the enlightened upper levels. I remain in the main. From nowhere Marem and his father arrive. They search a place to base Marem's political office. They ask K. They are denied. There is but one office on the main floor. Marem and I split it. Our desks nearly fill the room. Despite the squeeze it all works out somehow.