AnotherDreamer

Dream 1:
I was back in that same classroom as my previous dreams, I had entered a class late in the semester. I had no idea what was going on and I was late to class, so everybody was taking a test on something that I was supposed to know about. I actually did know a lot of the answers for some reason (it was related to biochemistry and physical chemistry). I only had completed 5/10 pages by the time everybody started to finish their tests. Woke up.

fragment 1:
I don't remember the beginning of this dream, I just remember that I was on a beach and my old best friend was there. I became lucid and started talking to him. He wanted me to show him some dream powers, so I turned him into a dolphin. He started swimming in the ocean and he loved it, he was laughing like a maniac, and with such glee. I went off to start an RPG and I expected him to keep up. Was kind of a lame RPG, honestly. I was supposed to find these bottles with secret letters in them along the beach and bring them to some NPCs to continue the plot. I did that and my old dolphin-buddy eventually caught up to me. While the NPCs were acting out some dramatic scene, I noticed my buddy was having more fun, so I thought I would turn myself into a dolphin as well. I started to transform, got the tail and the flippers, but then a mega-dolphin with a huge horn on its head came out of the ocean and scared the shit out of me. Both of us turned full human and ran to the shore. I don't remember part of it here, but we eventually got into this giant building with no roof. There was a low-cloud sky right above us. My friend took off flying into the clouds, I followed him. I noticed a giant hand of Zeus reaching down through the clouds. Reminded me of that Michelangelo painting on the sistine chapel ceiling, so I went over to touch it and suddenly lightning started coming out of the fingertips. Changed my mind pretty quickly. The clouds started to turn stormy, mass amounts of funnel clouds started forming. I knew that I didn't want tornadoes everywhere, that didn't sound like too much fun. So I turned the entire sky into an enormous ceiling, and each funnel cloud turned into a chandelier.

I went to the 2nd floor of this building and there were a lot of my old, dead relatives hanging out up there with my old best friend. I started hanging out with them too, talking about stuff. Eventually my grandma that died about 20 years ago told me to come over, she looked at all the cuts and scrapes on my hands and wrists and told me that these were signs of the devil. Okay grandma . Then the dream ended, I tried to DEILD, I managed to do it but I don't remember what I did. Had a false awakening, wrote down the dream. Woke up for real, was disappointed that I had to write it all down again.

Dream 2:
I was back in that school again. The class had ended and I left out the front door. I lit up a smoke and some professor came up behind me acting all uppity and asked me for my name (smoking is banned on campus). I told him, "Hey man, I don't go to school here". He pointed to my backpack and I just walked away. He threatened to expel me and I just ignored him as he followed me. He was hanging out by all the cars, waiting for me to get in so he could take down my license plate # down no doubt, so I walked right by it. I wandered around the town for awhile until I decided it was time to go check if he was still there. I flirted with a couple girls on the way back. When I got there he was still waiting by the cars, of course. He saw me and started following me, I pulled out my phone to record him. He followed me off campus and then cut me and ran away, what a weirdo. I started walking back to my car and this gay guy started being all mean and discriminatory towards me, so I gave him a big hug filled with love and we walked down the street as buddies. I forgot about the car entirely and went into some restaurant. I sat down at a table and everybody was being racist towards me, I don't know why! I'm a white male, so I am part of the population that is almost never confronted by discrimination. It made me kind of sad to think about how many people experienced that kind of treatment on a daily basis. Then I woke up.

First Dreams - Very Weird:

Dream 1:
I was hanging out at some carnival, it was a very gloomy day. It also had enormous lecture halls beneath the ground in several buildings. After wandering around for awhile and eating some gross carnival food, I went down into one of these lecture halls and sat next to a couple friends from high school. President of the United States (PotUS) came to give a speech about something, except he wasn't Barack Obama, he was some young punk that looked like a young Barack Obama (Maybe 16 years old) and he was extremely cocky. He got up in front of this mostly empty lecture hall that could probably fit about 600-700 people. This guy pulled out a gun and my mom came out of nowhere and jumped in front of the bullet. She got shot and lay there bleeding while the young PotUS just watched with an emotionless look on his face. I wondered, why the hell would she do that? He must really mean a lot to her. Dream fades to black.

Dream 2:
I was back at the carnival, it was raining this time. I wandered around again until I eventually found my way down to the lecture hall. I sat in a different place this time, farther in back. Exact same thing happened otherwise.

Dream 3:
Back at the carnival, this time there were a couple of cops as well. They gave me a hard time and ignored me when I tried to tell them that someone was going to try and shoot the president. I eventually went down to one of the lecture halls, as though I had no choice in the matter. This time, the PotUS was coming out of the lecture hall right when I got to it, some guy came out of nowhere and tried to shoot him. My mother jumped in front of the bullet again. Same stuff.

Dream 4:
After fading to black this time, I became lucid in the darkness. I guess this would be a true DEILD. I tried to create a different scene because I was tired of watching my mother get shot over and over again. Didn't work, I was back at the rainy carnival, this time one of the cops was holding me down and....spanking me? It was a horrible, helpless feeling. I told him that he was a nice guy and that he didn't want to hurt me. Didn't work, so I told him the same thing again while I transformed him into another person that looked like a stereotypical hippie. He let me go and I teleported to another world. I was at a beautiful house on the second floor. I started in a tiny bed that might be appropriate for a little 6 year old. Being that I am 6'3, it was a little too small for me. I was feeling tired all of a sudden and I wanted to take a nap, so I looked around, expecting to see some giant beds to lay in. Two, giant super king-sized beds appeared behind me with small rays of light shining down on them from some skylights. This room reminded me of what my parents' bedroom looked like in the early morning when I was a small child (a recurring place of safety for me in dreams). I moved curtains over the skylights so that I could take a nice nap without light. I then realized that if I took a nap in a dream, I would probably either wake up or go to a different place. I didn't want that so I decided to look around instead. The house was quite an interesting design, I thought. The entire building was in the shape of a '+'. Outside of the room I was in there was a balcony that led to the other wings of the home. I looked over the edge and saw an indoor river, surrounded by plants that led to the front door. Outside of the house, there was a zen garden and an old-school, large, wooden gate that led to a busy street (there were no cars, just people walking). I went down into the garden and noticed the edges of the dream starting to blur. I stabilized. These bugs started attacking me. First it was mosquitoes, then spiders started jumping at me. I didn't like that so I ran away. My heart was pumping super fast and I woke up.

Dream 5:
I was at my parents house and there was a giant snake that was slithering around like a lil' creep. The cats tried to kill it but it escaped into hiding. Soon there were baby snakes everywhere. One bit me, ouch, nothing bad happened so I assumed they weren't poisonous. I decided that it was time to catch that sneaky little snake. My sister and I picked up some giant butterfly nets. This snake was extra tricky though, it would take the shape of one of the cats and then there would be three cats and we would have to figure out which one was just the shape-shifting snake. After going through this process of the snake taking cat form, us discovering it, then it running away a couple of times, my sister eventually caught it with a net. During this process a couple random, nameless DC's got brutally torn apart by the snake. It didn't seem like a big deal in the dream but now it seems kind of messed up. I put my net over hers and we welded it shut with torches coming out of our fingers. I woke up.

fragment:
I was only semi-lucid during this dream, so I won't count it as lucid. I remember that there was some dream guy that was talking to me. He told me that he could tell me a grand secret of lucid dreaming if I went to this magical pool of water. I went there and my body turned into water. I blended with the water and became the water. Then I woke up. Super short dream.

Super long fragment:
I was hanging out at some strange building with my brother and one of my uncles. We all decided to smoke some weed outside, then they went down into a double secret basement that was three floors beneath the surface. I didn't want to go down there so i stayed at ground level. Eventually some weird stuff started happening and the dream turned into a kind of ghost murdering RPG. The house turned into a ranch out in the middle of a post-nuclear testing site in a desert somewhere. There was also a giant group of people with guns and swords now. We hacked and slashed our way through ghosts and possessed people that turned on us. After awhile, I had probably killed these ghosts a hundred times and I got tired of it and most of the group was dead so I ran towards the home and went down into the double secret basement where my uncle and brother were hanging out. My uncle had been possessed and my brother had to kill him. My brother and I got overrun by dozens of ghost-demons and he got pulled behind while I barely escaped. I went up to the top floor of the building and this strange light zoomed by at super speed and drove away all of the ghosts that attacked me. My mom and dad were hanging out up there, reading books as though nothing were wrong. I asked them what that light was, they told me it was their little dog. They said she was possessed by the guardians of the property. I asked them if the guardians protected my brother too, they said that the guardians refused and that he must have done something pretty naughty because they wanted nothing to do with him. I woke up.

fragment 1:

I was in some school, yes I'm starting to realize just how many school dreams I have. I was trying to read some book out loud but I couldn't read the words and they kept changing on me. This guy next to me was pretty good at reading them and he helped me out. I woke up, too stressful.

Dream 1:

It started in front of my parents' house, I was about 8 years younger. I was hanging out with some old friends from high school, they were smoking a couple joints. I spontaneously became lucid, took a joint, and went to the back yard. there were a bunch of younger kids there smoking weed and doing lines of coke. I was a little shocked, thought they might be a little too young. But I knew it was just a dream and I didn't want them to turn on me since there were a lot. So I just waved and sat down in a chair with my joint to relax. After a couple minutes one kid threw a football to me. He bet me that I couldn't even throw it back to him, he was right. I tried to and it went really far over the house. He was nice about it though, he just made a big grin and ran off to get it. I got up and flew over the house to get there first. On the way there I met another dreamer on the roof top. She asked me some question about dreaming then waved goodbye, odd. I flew down into a random patch of giant purple trees, grabbed the football, and threw it back to him.

While walking back to the house, I imagined what it would be like if my parents came there. I then saw a yellow taxi materialize out of yellow light, decided it wouldn't be the best for the dream, so I made it vanish. I made it re-materialize for a couple seconds just to make sure I could do it again, then made it disappear for good. I walked back into the house and then woke up.

Dream 2:

I liked this dream more, I started out lucid. I was in a forest, in the mountains, wearing an old-lady outfit and a white-haired wig. I looked a little bit like Dana Carvey dressed up as old church lady. These kids drove by me in a jeep. It was on a dirt road and they were going very fast, so I decided to follow them. Edward Norton was with them for some reason. As I walked down the road, I heard a chainsaw off in the distance and trees started falling all over the place. I kept walking though, not worried about it. I eventually got to a clearing and I saw those kids hanging out there, then the perspective changed (I started to get a little bit semi-lucid at this point). I was now watching myself from their perspective. I saw some dude dressed up as an old lady go over and start picking weed from a giant patch of it. One of the cocky, stoner kids ran over to try and steal some. I went back to the point of view of the old lady, grabbed his hand and said, "No you don't, mister". Then they all came over, and some weird DC came out of the forest. The weird DC was called Action Jackson, he was about 3 feet tall, very fat, and he was carrying an enormous chainsaw. Immediately, Action Jackson started cutting down trees. I said to him, "Noo Action Jackson, stop that! Somebody's gonna get hurt". He just stared at me with a confused look on his face and cocked his head to the side. I noticed a giant error sign flashing over his head(It was a triangle with an exclamation point in it). Action Jackson then exclaimed, "I Need More Beef!"

He started cutting off one of the chubbier DC's heads. I told him again, "No, Action Jackson, that's naughty! Bad Action Jackson!" He stopped for a second, looked at me confused, then proceeded to cut off that guy's head until it was completely severed. He came after me next, so I flew into the air but he started flying too. I decided that this was getting a little bit out of hand. I became invincible and let him try and cut my arm, to show him that he couldn't hurt me. That really upset him, he looked both confused and angry. After he realized he couldn't hurt me, he tried to cut off another DC's head, so I took his chainsaw and threw it. It was spinning through the air and it cut off some DC's leg. The DC tried to balance by waving his arms wildly in the air, but he eventually fell on his face.

Since Action Jackson had been dealt with, and the edges of the dream were starting to blur, I wanted to try my third task again before I woke up (Advanced object/DC changing). I decided I would turn the earth into many little earths while I was on it. I put my dream hands together and focused on making the earth split in two with my mind. It started cracking, layer after layer. It happened beneath my feet so I walked over to one side so that I wouldn't fall in. Eventually there was a huge crevice going all the way across the dream landscape. I started to wake up, tried to DEILD, didn't work. Oh well, maybe I'll get it next time

fragment

I tried to WILD, not sure if it worked. The earliest part of the dream that I can remember, I was already lucid. I was at my parents house - I had followed my uncle into the house, he was trying to get back together with an Indian lady. They were upstairs, talking, and I had headphones on, listening to a dreaming podcast! It was kind of like one that I heard OpheliaBlue & CanisLucidus do. I was wandering around the house, trying to think of something cool to do. I went into the room where I was sleeping and looked in the place that I used to keep secret things, hoping I'd find some grand secret from my unconscious. NOPE! Just a bunch of old papers. I laid down on the bed, in the same place and position that my actual body was laying down. It felt really odd, I started to notice my body asleep. I could even hear the breathing. I took off the headphones and the dream started to fall apart, so I did my new little stabilization technique (I made the Ohm sound and felt it vibrate through my dream body and then all over the dream area). Worked perfectly! I remembered that I wanted to do something to get points for the competition, so I made a weed grinder fly across the room. Then I focused on a can of Coca Cola to turn it into a lot of little baby coca cola cans. First it just split in two, then it started to form a lot of little cans as each new small can split into 2 more. Eventually I had about 32 baby coke cans and I figured that was good enough. I then remembered that I wanted to do some Psyblade.

I went out of the room and asked for the Keymaster! I looked around, saw two guys outside, thought about asking one of them if they were the keymaster. Instead, my uncle told me that he was upstairs in my sister's old room, in a painting on a wall. I went up there and found a few paintings. One was of a flower, and the keymaster one was sitting on the floor, in the shape of a portal. I guess I had to fill in where I wanted to go or maybe just draw a doorknob on it. I forgot to stabilize again and I felt a surge of adrenaline. Woke up and jumped out of bed, a lot of energy.

I woke up after about 3 hours of sleep, got up for 10 minutes. I focused on giving strong intent to WILD into the town of Denn for the duration. When I got back in bed, it only took me about 20 seconds from the time my head hit the pillow to a successful WILD. I first heard the vivid sound of a bubbling brook, I paired it with the image of an enormous door that looked kind of like this https://farm4.staticflickr.com/3622/...907fa617_z.jpg but it was closed and surrounded by mossy cobblestone. I was there, like I said, quite quickly. I got into the dream, I could touch the stone and the door, and then I had a split second of doubt where I thought to myself, "wow, could it really be that easy?" Then I woke up. Quite frustrating.

fragment:
This was a very long dream, and not that exciting, so I'll just give a quick summary. I was hanging out with old friends from high school, in their neighborhood. I wasn't welcome there because I lived somewhere else. I left, met Emma Roberts, she helped me get out of a locked stairway that was part of the neighborhood. I ended up hanging out with her and a few of her friends where they taught me the secrets of being a 'good boyfriend'. They called it the rites of initiation. We all went and had a discussion about the nature of music, harmony, order, sound, and emotion with Adam Levine.

I also had a LD, but I can't remember it at all, except for the key words "police" and "exceeding limitations".

I'm convinced that I didn't go into nREM sleep at all last night. My first dream seemed to last forever and when I woke up, only 30 minutes had passed since I fell asleep. I think that this might have been because I took a deep sleep nap yesterday. Maybe I should do this more often so that I can, ideally, do WILD right as I go to bed and REM lucid dream for 8 hours. I like the sound of that.

I remembered a lot of dreams last night, and I'm sure there were a lot that I don't remember. I'll try to write them in chronological order.

fragment 1:
I was in a giant palace of a house, there were 5 floors. Each floor had a glass balcony that let you look down on the fancy living room below. There was one person on the 2nd, 3rd, and 4th floors. I don't remember who was on the 2nd floor, but I do remember he played an audio tape of some guy dying from a stroke. After it was done playing, an invisible being came and sucked this dark smoke out of him. He fell to the ground, dead. On the 3rd floor, there was a sad man that was moping around. He wore a black T-shirt that had the word VICTIMHOOD written on it in red. Dark smoke was sucked out of him and he died as well. There was a sad girl on the 4th floor, she was cutting her wrists. Death came and sucked the dark smoke out of her, she fell to the floor, dead. On the 5th, there was nobody up there but me. Death came and started sucking the dark smoke out of me. I became lucid, grabbed the neck of this invisible being and sucked my dark smoke back in. I knocked death against the wall with my mind and ran down to the 4th floor. I wanted to resurrect the girl, but I couldn't find her anywhere. I tried to summon her. A small doll of her likeness materialized in front of me. I made the doll grow to human size, and brought it to life as the girl. She had open cuts on her wrists and her throat. I mended them with my mind. There was still a big scar on her throat, but I figured that didn't matter now. I went down to the 3rd floor and I think I gave the sad guy a hug, not quite sure. Went down the 2nd floor and I don't remember what happened. I do remember that as I got down to the bottom floor the dream faded to black and I started to wake up. I didn't want it to end yet, so I made a bright flash of light and created the image of that palace's bottom floor. I then started to dance around as I touched the walls to make it more vivid.

DEILD:
Back on the bottom floor of the palace, I talked to these nice two people that were sitting on couches next to a fireplace. Then started going back upstairs until I got to the 4th floor. That girl was still there. We had sex while a maid, a butler, and a chef watched and laughed their asses off. I started laughing hysterically as well. Not sure what that was all about. I fixed her throat-scar because it was bothering me. I then saw a scene playing out, it was a real-life enactment of the audio tape that was played by the guy on the 2nd floor. A middle-aged Italian man fell on his face, his right leg wasn't working. He managed to stand up after a little bit of a struggle. I noticed that the right side of his face was dropping. He was having a hemorrhagic type stroke. I didn't like watching that, so I went up to the 5th floor again and there was a couch and a giant film screen. I sat down and watched footage from my childhood. It showed how kind and innocent I had been and then it showed how I had once wished that my dad would die. I was very angry at him. It broke my heart to think about that. I woke up

fragment 2:

I was on a beach with a girl and she was flirting with me. She climbed a palm tree and I followed her. We started making out and her brother was there. He didn't like that so much.

fragment 3:

I was in a home for poor children without families and I was a lot younger. We were all sitting around a giant table, talking and getting drunk even though we were all ages 10-15. The guy that owned the home gave us this delicious canned food. He made it and sold it. A man that was writing a book arrived in an old, beat up 280z with pea-green paint. I started talking to him, I don't remember what we said, but I feel like it was about dreaming. I gave him a can of the delicious canned food. He left and I woke up.

Dream 1:

It was a post-apocalyptic world, I was in a city. There were highrises everywhere and a very bleak, gray surrounding. This dream almost definitely got its inspiration from DayZ. I was running around, looking for supplies when I came across a man with a really nice sniper rifle and full tactical SWAT armor. He didn't kill me on site, despite the fact that he could. He gave me a sniper rifle too and we became buddies. He was camping some small garage that had a really nice gun and some grenades laying on the floor. He put a landmine under them so that if someone tried to take them, boom. A couple of guys came along and killed my buddy. The landmine blew them up. I heard zombies coming, attracted by the noise so I ran like hell.

I eventually stumbled onto a group of douche bags. Those kind of guys that kill on sight and laugh their asses off about murdering a lone person when it's 5v1. They started firing on me, I turned invisible (it only lasted for 4 seconds). I shot four of them in the head and the 5th guy shot me in the arm. I started running because the gunfight had attracted an army of zombies. These super zombies and zombie dogs started chasing me, but it wasn't fair. They could run faster than me and they could jump higher than me. I woke up before they could catch me.

Dream 2:

I was in someone's backyard, gardening for them. There was a small cement path behind their house and a huge, white limo drove down the path and stopped about 10 feet from me. The author from the previous dream got out and started talking to me! We both went into his limo to sit down. We started talking about dreams and the talk got fairly philosophical. I won't include it here, but it was very interesting for me. When we were done talking, I got out of his limo and then I woke up.

fragment 4:

I was hanging out with my sister and her buddies. They wanted me to drink but I didn't want to, I almost never drink. I don't like how it makes me feel. They didn't like that, so I left.

fragment 5:

I loved this dream, was very similar to Dark Souls. I started in a cave, it was dark but there were candles on the wall. I was wearing full, metallic, knight armor and I was carrying around an enormous sword. After wandering for awhile, I came to a statue. I touched it and it glowed red and started vibrating. The entire cave started to shake and the statue turned into an ancient King. The dude was pissed, he started lunging at me with his rapier. We had an epic battle for awhile but he beat me. It was close though!

Dream 3:

This was a false awakening from the last RPG dream. I got on DV to type up the dreams while I still remembered, but something went wrong and it only posted one dream. Then I woke up for real.

I decided last night that I would write down every dream I had right as I wake up (as inspired by the fryingman). When I got up, I had 5 different dreams written down, but I only remembered writing 2

fragment 1:
I was on someone's driveway and I belonged to a family of people that I have never met in my life. I was their daughter that had died not too long ago, I was also a very powerful witch, coincidentally. They had just resurrected me and I told them that they had to kill me because this would come back to them all, before it was too late. So I took out a wand and gave it to them to plunge through my heart, they refused. Then one guy tried and I smacked the wand away, laughed like a villain at him and said, "MUAhahahaaha!! I'm not really your daughter, I'm her evil grandmother and now I'm going to murder you all ". Then the daughter's mother (my now daughter, since I was evil grandmother) came up and stabbed me in the back with the wand and I melted. At this point, I was confused as to how I wasn't dead since I saw a pile of goo in front of me. I realized I was dreaming, became lucid. I immediately ran down the street and took off flying like a jet plane. I could hear the sounds a jet plane makes and feel the wind blowing past me at extreme speeds. I sped off faster and faster until I was in space, looking down on the Earth. I tried to make it turn into a million little earths so I could eat one and find out what it tasted like, but I woke up instead.

dream 1:
I finally fell asleep again after tossing and turning for awhile, I had woken up to arm numbness and then that killer pain (anything that comes back to life is gonna hurt). So I remember I was studying for a final, and my sister was there bothering me. She wouldn't leave me alone, she kept putting some pasty goo on my textbook. I went into a room and tried to barricade the door but all the stuff turned into...I guess I would describe it as being a bandoneon, it all compressed but it was still the barricade and not a musical instrument. I don't know. But yea it all compressed when my sister tried to open the door. At this point, I knew I was dreaming again. I shoved my DC sister aside and walked through a glass windowpane to get outside. I tried to turn the sun into a million little suns so that I could eat one or have them fall down on the earth and run away in horror. One of the two. Wouldn't work. So I said to the dream, "Okay, I'm ready to meet you now Mr. God". I looked around for a little bit until I saw two figures standing on a lawn. One was my grandpa and one was this nice looking guy that was wearing jeans, one of those puffy vests that have feathers in them, and a trucker hat. I walked up to my grandpa and asked him, "Are you Mr. God?" He told me, "No, but I'm going to be with you as you meet him". I thought that sounded nice. I gave him a big hug because he died almost 10 years ago. We were walking over to Mr. God and I had the single thought, what if this dream falls apart right now. Instantly, the dream starts to fall apart and I tried to stabilize, but the deed had already been done. I woke up. *sigh* doubt sucks

fragment 1:

The earliest part I remember is sitting in a classroom, very similar to the one from last night despite never having been in it before. I was supposed to read this paper with my group that talked about everything coming in pairs. The teacher wanted us to explain why reality was like that, why did everything come in pairs of 2. I thought she was talking about everything having its opposite but she told me that it wasn't opposites, but the pairs were all very nearly the same. They only seemed different to me. So I was reading through this paper, and I turned one page and there was a music video on the paper. One guy with a mullet was standing in some industrial yard on a metallic structure, spraying water in the air. The water started to fall on my buddies at the table and I apologized, because they weren't ready for it. Half the classroom faded into the industrial yard with this guy. Red Rain, by Peter Gabriel, started playing as this guy was spraying us all with the water coming out of this hose. I thought it was nice. Then I woke up.

fragment 2:

This one is a little blurrier. My sister and I were driving on some road trip with the 2 kitties when she wanted to stop at a gas station. The gas station was filled with over the counter drugs, but they were in powder form, weird. That's all they sold there too, so I was sad. Then when I was leaving the gas station I noticed that the kitties had escaped. My sister caught the girl cat pretty easily, but the boy had some kind of inhuman strength. He kept running from me and he ran into the arms of some old lady. She handed him to me and then he started to run away. He was dragging me along the ground as I held onto him. All I could think at this point was, Yes! Our daily trainings have finally started to pay off! Then we drove to some place where there was a person with frosting for hair - I tasted it and it tasted just like raspberries, delicious.

dream 1:

At this point, it was very close to my wake-up time. I had about 30 minutes left and I was getting very frustrated that I hadn't had a lucid yet, so I decided to go all in and try an old-style WILD like I used to do. I focused on the auditory hallucinations and controlled them so that it became part of a dream, then I paired them with the pictures in my head until it became more and more vivid. Eventually I opened my dream eyes and I was confused because I was still in my room, so I checked to make sure it was a dream and it was! I got out of bed and started to transform myself into a dragon on the floor. I did it fully, sort of, I was more like a baby dragon. I guess I didn't want to destroy my room with too large of a dragon transformation. I started to flap my little baby dragon wings and fly around the room. I was extremely excited at this point and I woke up with a burst of adrenaline, no more dream-time left for me.

fragment:
I remember only some parts of this dream, and it's kind of blurry. I was playing a medieval version of Assassin's Creed - I was a Knight-Assassin that would run around, solve puzzles and gain new powers in a castle-city. I thought the best part was the sword fighting, I had inhuman ability to jump around and create a flurry of slashes. I eventually woke up from having too much fun.

dream:
I maintained lucidity as I went back to sleep, but I wouldn't exactly call it a WILD, I didn't do all of those fancy steps to stay aware I just kind of did it. I started out Lucid and back in the medieval castle-city. I thought for a minute about what I should do when a DC-dreamer came up and started talking to me. He was, in the dream, a DC that was supposed to be my old best-friend's dad, but he wasn't all scary like in my dream from last night. He was also not a DC in the dream, he was a dreamer. I asked him what he was doing in my dream and he told me that he just wanted to hang out, after waiting a couple minutes, my old best-friend (his son) came to join us. We went and played a little bit of the medieval Assassin's Creed until we got tired. So I picked up my cat and decided I was going to walk up to a hillside bar that was overlooking the ocean to have a drink. We decided that we would meet there, so I took my cat and on the way there, tried to run through a wall but failed miserably and just bounced off and fell down. Was pretty much what you would expect to see in the waking world if a person tried to run through a wall. The cat didn't like that so he jumped out of my arms and ran away.

I then met my DC-girlfriend on the way there and we strolled and talked. When we got to the bar we saw a young Elizabeth Taylor, sitting at a table outside, in her full costume from the movie Cleopatra. We sat down at a table nearby and I drank a tall glass of whiskey. It tasted like delicious candy and I got a little tipsy. My two dreamer friends made it there and they had brought a couple more dreamers, but these guys were hardcore, devout religious guys. They all started drinking and getting drunk. I looked over at Elizabeth Taylor, still sitting there, and decided to change her into the Queen of England, another Elizabeth. My DC-gf thought that was pretty funny for some reason, so I changed the Queen of England again into Anne Hathaway and turned my DC-gf into Elizabeth Taylor. At this point, one of the religious dreamers got really upset that they were drinking, he said, "I don't care if this is a dream, we shouldn't be drinking! Look at all of you, getting trashed, this is shameful!"

I told him to relax and that it was only a dream, but his face turned red as a cherry and he proceeded to yell at the other dreamers. I ignored him and flirted/made jokes with my new gf, Elizabeth Taylor. The religious dreamers left and the remaining four of us decided to go up to a club that I called the 4400 club. It was at the top of a highrise. A DC opened a door to the place and they all walked in, and he took out an enormous 80's cell phone to call the police and tell them we were trespassing, so I took his phone and smashed it. He took out another phone that was much newer, I smashed that one too. Helpless, he sighed and walked away. I went up to the club, trying to catch up to the other four. When I got there, a big band from the 1920s was playing music. People were dancing, having drinks, and just having a good time in general. I noticed a room at the edge of the building that was very quiet and serious. I thought that looked interesting so I went in there and these guys were having a telekinesis competition. They were each trying to push a piece of paper off the opposing side of the table with their minds. These guys were very serious about the competition of this game, they would all cheer when somebody won. I decided to play and I shot the piece of paper off a little too quickly, it went flying through the window and out into the ocean. Then an old friend from high school started talking to me and I punched him in the face, but in the dream it was more like an amiable punch to the face, this was a dream after all. Then I woke up

fragment 1:

I was sitting in a classroom, and I noticed that everybody knew something I didn't. I didn't get there late, I didn't do anything wrong, and it was the first day. They were all getting back essays and I remembered that this is a common dream I used to have, so I became lucid. This beautiful girl sat next to me and was giving a presentation at the same time. I sat through it patiently, I don't know why. After it was done everybody clapped for her, and I stood up, looked at her, and exclaimed, " OH YEA? you know how I know this is a dream? because I can do this" and I kissed that girl deeply. She looked shocked for half a second, and I thought, Oh shit, is this not a dream? Then everybody went back to acting normal. I got out of my chair and saw bubblegum sitting under the desk, so I ate the whole pack and it was very realistic tasting, and it was delicious! But it started to hurt my dream-jaw from too much sweetness and chewing. I then walked over to the DC professor and asked her what the deal is with this class. She told me that it turns into a store at 2:15 EST, and I was like...okay? They can't all be winners. I left the classroom and got hit in the head by a chain that had tied the door shut. I walked down the hall and tried to create havoc with telekinetic powers but it wasn't working for some reason (oh well). Then I woke up

fragment 2:
I was in dream-limbo for a minute, I did a little DEILD, ended back at my house, started walking towards the window to walk outside, and I just stood there for a second and admired the eery dream environment. It was unusual because a strange, multicolored, moving light was pouring through the windows. It was very similar to the northern lights, except they were in my house. There was also a lightness and a vibrancy to all the colors of the dream, the world looked almost like a pastel painting. Then I woke up again.

fragment:
My brother was in town and he was trying to sleep in the same bed as me for some reason (we were both trying to fall asleep in this dream). He ended up hogging most of it and I was barely hanging onto the edge for awhile.

I fell asleep into another dream, which is kind of unusual for me. In this dream, it was morning, and he had made the bed and was upset that I didn't do it.

I then woke up into my previous dream except my brother wasn't the same as before, he looked exactly like my old best-friend's dad. I moved to a corner of the bed and he started to stir, upset by my movement no doubt. He then moved towards me really quickly and attacked me, saying some crazy things with a typical, movie-style demonic voice. I woke up and got out of bed for awhile because I was a little disturbed and that dream was still clinging to my consciousness. I remember a little bit more but it's pretty hazy

fragment:
This dream took place in my parents' home - The main cast included myself, my sister, her boyfriend, her boyfriend's ex, and her boyfriend's imagined son with this ex.

It started out with everybody getting to the house, my parents had left town so it was just all of us there. I met the little kid and he was very unusual. I remember thinking that this little kid must be either completely insane, or the most fascinating person I had ever met - But it was probably a combination of the two. He wanted me to take him to this screening of a secret film that Kurt Vonnegut had created before he died. The film was supposed to be related to the dangers of giving cows hormones and antibiotics; the front cover had Vonnegut, smiling, standing over a pot of this pink goo that was supposed to be cow milk, but it was filled with puss and blood which turned it pink. I started looking for his mom (my sister's boyfriend's ex) and I couldn't find her, but I found my sister's boyfriend and he was talking about killing himself. He left the house and I followed him on a bus to my old elementary school, where he was looking for his son. I convinced him to go for a run instead and he went a little ahead of me, and I ran into one of my ex-gfs, completely ignored her, and kept going. She started following me. Then I saw that my sister's bf had run into a marine, which told him that it had been a honor to serve with him, my sister's bf ignored that guy. He started running away from them and I started running too. Those two creepers kept following us (my ex and the marine) but I noticed that I was running really slow. I wondered if it was this backpack filled with stones that I was carrying and I thought, no....that doesn't make sense, then I did a RC, became lucid, and ran off at SUPER light speed. My dream pulled back to a shot of me doing laps around the earth, leaving a trail of flames in my wake. I ended up in a void of infinite light (In my dream this was another dimension that could only be entered upon moving faster than light) where I slammed my foot into the ground which knocked an army of pebbles in the air. I made them shoot off into space at a ridiculous speed. I noted that what I gained in speed, I lost in accuracy. The dream ended and I tried to DEILD back into the story, I think I felt invested in the story and wanted to see how it played out.

It started at my sister and her bf's apartment. My sister's bf had made it there and his dark mood had passed. He was still panting from the run and his ex was sitting on the couch, my sister was in the bathroom. She moved over and kissed him and he told her to get the hell away from him. I materialized into the corner of the room and her son started attacking me, making demonic noises as his face transformed into something twisted. I took control of him, made him a nice, little, angelic child that went over to give his mom a hug. I noticed that his mom was acting a little odd too; her top teeth were sharp like a predator's and she was screaming like a crazed hyena. I took control of her as well and made them both leave the apartment. Then I woke up.

The first fragment:
I remember being in some Physics class and the Professor was demonstrating some cool technology. He picked me as a begrudgingly, involuntary volunteer. He had me get in a metal basket, like the ones that are used in boom lift machines. He then started getting all crazy and he made the basket levitate. The basket started to fly all over the room and I didn't think this was weird or out of the ordinary at all, I thought it was great.

Next part I remember, the class all went to some big auditorium to watch a film. This girl that I had a huge crush on in first grade sat down next to me (she was my age now, not a little kid) and started hitting on me, talking about how sexy I am now and how she was a fool for not returning my affection. I told her, "Too bad girly, I'm not interested anymore", and I walked away from her. That's the last part I remember

The second fragment:
I was at my parents' house and I was a little bit younger, all the furniture was the same as it was back then. This girl that has had a big crush on me for a long time was hanging out at the house with me. I think she's pretty sexy too, but arr luv iz forbidden for reasons that I won't get into.

We were just hanging out when she kissed me, and so I did a RC to make sure it was real. But NOPE, it was just a dream, at least I became lucid though. So I started making out with her and we moved to the bed where things got hotter. We took off each others' clothes and I was terrified that her dad's DC would come and mess up the dream, I kind of fear him. I made my abs turn super hard and chiseled like a movie star's (partial transformation), and she slowly ran her hand down my chest and stomach. Then we did a little 69 and I ate her pussy (eating something? ). Then a window appeared in the wall and I froze as her dad appeared and said, "I Know what you're doing in there, especially the sexual stuff!.....but I don't care". Then he closed the wall-window and we continued until I woke up.