dream fragment

go to sleep 3 AM
wake to WC 5 AM
wake 9:40 AM
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Lucidity : good
Acces to memory : good
Control: little above avrege
Logic of thought: good
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Data from the subconscious:
Lenght of LD 7min 42s , LD part 4min 27s
Time of LD around 8:20h
Memory of the dream 6,7%
Memory of the second dream 42% (4min before awake)
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Before sllep i work on disinhibition of LD by finaly complete some porgrams/proses in my subconscious it work only partily when i woke up in 5AM i foud lots of errors and other mesages about programs and give intention to slove them.

chnance to LD : last 7 day

(whole night average)
0,3%
0,26%
0,7%
4%
0,0012%
0,27%
27% (today)

today:
before sleep 79%
first part 3-5AM 0,03% (errors)
second part 47% (to solve : 27 Err ,342 notice, 1262info )



LD

Interesting parts :

Try to imporve quality of dream scene by Saying intent or pure intent . I gain more visual detail and after i try change color contrast dream become more "live like" in one part a little overdid it and color and contrast were unnatural. I also try change size of my visual field it work but i dount remember details if field actualy become bigger or if i can only better previve by peripheral vision.

I try some fireballs

I try summon one beaing (didind work but i try only one time without too strong intention or special method)

Go trought some old house from garden and try to get to some civilization.

I went down the street to small square and in front of one store i saw some girl and i remember dream task i read before sleep here in forum "Basic Task i - Hit a DC with a snowball and report their reaction - (kilham)" I give it a try , no snow in dream scene so i materialize snow ball directly . Reaction of DC when i hit her with snowball was: What are you doing . From the next part of dream i remember only small pieces. I know that I have tried to materialize another snowballs and try them on other people, also something with telekinesis and teleportation of a snowballs.

I was standing at the reception of a huge glass building somewhere around Liverpool Street. I remember talking to the girls at the reception and giving them some envelopes. There is B my GF's sister with me there. All of a sudden, everything started to shake. It must have been earthquake. Thinking that the building is all glass, I tell B that we have to get out of there. When we run outside there are hundreds of people there already. I see masses of people running towards and through a valley of corporate buildings.

Scene cut

I am in a room with B and K. For some reason, B is watching some videos of her. I look at it and it is a recording of her working out. She is doing some very advanced yoga, gymnastic handstands etc, in white tights. I find it to be pretty arousing, to the point that I get a hard on. I make some jokes about her and she starts fighting me playfully. She roll some on my back and sits on my legs fighting me. I am worried that she will see my hard on. At the same time I am hoping she will.

Scene cut

I am with K on the field in front of my secondary school in Czech. My brother's house is not standing there yet. It is some kind of weird game that we are playing. I have a feeling that it is like choosing houses that we would like to live in, but there are no houses. Instead, we go on the field and areas with wildly running water covered with dirt and cut grass. I notice more people there with us, they are our friends. We jump or fall in the water and the stream takes us some 30 meters down the field. Thats it.

Weird.

-A particularly violent and vivid frag involving me fighting an older military type man with a spear and winning when he decided to commit suicide.

-Something to do with 'Interstellar'

-Something to do with my mom's friend's kids.

-Something to do with wanting a weapon for Christmas being a good thing.

-My friend K's dad had taken up metal-sculpting and he had made all of these hilarious cartoon statues of people screaming and pouting.

Was at university, sharing dormitory rooms but I didn't get on with anyone and kept arguing with people within the first 10 minutes, char s was in the bed next to me which was good, there were 6-7 beds but loads more girls who were going to go in the other room and this blonde girl who I really didn't like was sat on my bed talking to libby who had just come in. Got into an argument with the girl. Was like my bedroom at home but a lot bigger. I was going to suggest moving mine and chars bed apart more so lib and that girl could sleep on the floor between them. They didnt, i had a tv in the corner which was good. Was getting shouted at for having food. There was a common room which I never actually went to and the woman in charge said we could pick 3 (?) people who we wanted to share aroom with but no one told me when that was so I didn't get a say but I ended up with just libby who was in my bedroom at home on the other side by my desk. Wanted her to read a book.
Trying to get through a door and Sparked was sat on the floor opposite where my bag was hung up by the front door when I came in and said "Clares the type of person who wouldn't get in to drama school" and I was really pissed off, tried to tell libby who was with the other girls and they were ignoring me and I was literally shouting at them. Texted Daff because I knew he was at rose Bruford too so I asked if he was free as I was really upset. He didn't reply.
My birthday, dad and his dad, went to a shop but nothing there I wanted so we went to the same shop in Winsford but the bags were £400 despite others being 3. Wasn't allowed in the wig department because you had to be 28 and was lifted up and pushed away from entering by a guy who looked like John. Wanted to build a swimming pool in the garden and was hallucinating as to how big the pond was (was a different garden to mine) Mrs hauge was there.

I was looking out the window of a house and witnessing on a residential street, Parked cars getting smashed and and multi car pile-up. Lots of people, mostly elderly, were injured. I ran outside to provide help, but everyone had been healed.

There was a black and white, or blue and white drawing of a man on a wall with letters on his body.

I'm at a house party, and I'm hanging out with people from my old high school. And all of a sudden 2 guys from my elementary school years show up. There names are Yuko and "Barns". And there was this glow around them, like their lives were really good now.

And there was this guy I knew, who is actually a good friend of mine and I never went to school with him, hanging out in the hot tub. He was trying to get with these girls, but the smart ones from my elementary school thought he was a dick. The general impression that I got was that his life sucked at that moment.

Then the TV in the living room caught my eye. There was this show on it, with like a old victorian cottage thingy or castle thingy, or something that was made of stone with vines growing on it. And a courtyard or a garden thing. Anyway, it was a funny show in bits so I had to laugh, and the people in the house who were watching were laughing too.

-Rayleigh Light
Author, "TB: Welcome to the Sphere"
Blog at : *link removed*

We're (me and a few others of who I can't recall) are in a boat and we're competing with other people of who I can't recall. The objective is to hit one another with a paddle and whoever hits who first, wins. Sadly I get hit and I fall into the water. I remember seeing my breath in the form of bubbles floating ahead of me as I sink farther and farther into the deep blue sea. I remember one thought and this thought only: What if a shark comes and eats me whole?
So I try to swim to the top but the pressure is too immense and all I can do is sink and sink. But somehow I gain the strength to swim to the stop and I do, but as I'm about to reach it I feel the darkness below me start to pull and above me I see a hand. I reach for the hand and it pulls me to safety. I realize it's a friend from my old school. It's weird because she was always a good swimmer but it also makes sense why she's the one to save me.

I never knew if my team lost or won. I will never know and it kind of bothers me, but it doesn't matter, I guess.
After that the rest of the dream was a blur.

Although I cannot remember exactly, I have been planning to get from UK to France.
Because somehow I was unable to fly or use a boat, the plan was to go in a truck. Some friend of mine had a father that could arrange that. The father was ill or disabled and would go too. I remember going to a boarder office somewhere at the harbour. I purchased some tickets and then returned to the loading bay where the truck was. Two builders were loading loads of bags with cement on the truck. There were bag everywhere.

Then I when we were just about to leave, the gather got stubborn and decided that he didn't want to go. Without him it would be impossible. I was sitting by the door, doing something, I have a feeling that it was somehow spying on him or plotting something to trick him.

thats all I know.

I fall into an icy river, and race a polar bear to a floating ice berg. We both get there at once, and climb atop to get out of the water. Floating for a little while, we approach a large waterfall. I suspect there are lots of rocks at the bottom, so I jump to shore before falling over the edge. Several people run over the edge of it, telling me to do the same. It is really far to the bottom, so I can't tell if they made it safely or not. I decide it's too risky, and turn from the cliff. Walking uphill, a young lady is next to me, quite short, and I can't see her face. Suddenly, I recognize her, and she's my age it turns out. She climbs on my shoulders and I give her a ride to a small cottage. No one seems to be home, but she wants to check first before we go inside. I take in the beautiful warm night scenery around me as she checks. Not much light, just a dim glow to the grass, the ground, and the cottage. There are some trees in the distance that all blend together into one blob of shape and color. The whole dream seemed rather surreal, and very fluid.

I'm walking around with featureless faces. Some black, some white. There's a distant song playing. I think it's the whole reason why I'm here, so I continue to let it pull me. I remember me wondering why am I following the song, but no answer comes. Suddenly the music stops and I do too. Then I hear a screeching noise. Then I see a face of someone I see at school. He just stands there, staring. I sense he's giving me a message but why won't he just talk. I ignore it and continue to wonder why the music abruptly stopped. Somehow I'm moving without it and after this I'm drifted into another dream-state of mind.
I'm walking the hall and I see my cousin. I go over and speak to her and she smiles and grabs my hand. She asks me what i'm doing here and I don"t remember responding. We come in contact with the student body of my school and we start running away from them. I shout "IT'S A STAMPEDE!" and we (my cousin, some guy, and I) start to sprint down the hall and I fall and reach out my hand for help but they keep running and I'm left in total abandonment. I look behind me and see hundreds of students running towards me. I close my eyes and open them and see some guy giving me his hand. I take it and we run.
I'm suddenly near more students but this time I'm alone and have tons of confidence. I walk into this round-about and reach some steps and walk down them. There I am accompanied by a weird sensational silence and as I start to leave the steps behind me collapse to nothingness. After that I cannot recall very much more.

I'm loading books into my locker and look to my left and see a guy looking at me. He stares with such wonder and promise and I look away in nervousness realizing it's the guy I like.

Black: Non-dream
Blue: Non-lucid
Red: Lucid

Dream 1 - On a bush track
I'm running along a bush track, there's dense shrubbery (nothing tall or above head-height) on either side of me and it's a sunny day. I'm not too far from the coast and I'm heading away from it, uphill. I trip over something and land with my hands halting my fall, there is a huntsman spider ear and I scramble away from it. I have the feeling like it can't really do anything to me but I still felt the need to get away from it.

Dreamlets - Something about seeing my friend D, playing a guitar, another scene where I'm running behind my other friend S and I'm really slow for some reason.

Note: Have been slowed down lately by chores and friends + general holiday relaxation and not wanting to do anything.

There's a monk who needs to buy a certain rare, extremely expensive book, and he intends to raise the money by selling off a different rare book. He can't do this himself, so he sends a fox demon to take care of it. She can't read the script it's written in, but she compares the characters he wrote down for her with the characters written on the covers of his books, and she eventually finds the right one and takes it to a fair that's going on. There are many specialists here who'd give her a good price for the book, but she goes to a bookseller she recognizes, a place she's been to many times. This man doesn't know the values of things, so he gives her very little for it - it's the equivalent of buying a book for a dollar when it should be worth millions.

The monk's disappointed - not in her, but because the book's gone and he'll have to start over in terms of raising the money. The fox demon gets annoyed at him for what she perceives as insulting the bookseller - she thinks the bookseller is a very good man, since he's sold her many novels for very little money. The monk is thinking about how much he looks forward to the end of his life, except that he's concerned about how she'll survive.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

I'm speaking German with a man who'd promised to (acquire or translate or something similar) a certain book, but now he's fleeing and has to go back on his part of our deal. I don't really mind.

Two paired images of people on thrones. The first is a blonde woman dressed in gold robes, surrounded by abstract shapes woven out of gold wires, on a balcony overlooking beautiful green fields, rivers, wide blue sky. She's saying, amused, that although she was meant to be associated with style and worldliness, instead "I'm merely back in the desert, healing women at an oasis."

The second, a sad and tired-looking long-haired old man, first in a dark wooden room full of cabinets and herbs, then overlooking a mountain. A pair of ravens leave him and fly up the mountain over a trail, croaking - grey stone, grey skies.

(Woke up. Back to sleep.)

Two fragments:

I'm trying to convince the radio to put out an important broadcast to keep people out of the (either Dallas or Houston) area, it's an emergency, but they refuse to disrupt the normal services.

A man saying to me, "You're afraid that this is the real world. It is. I trust you."

All of my teeth were falling out dream. I started to become lucid and I woke up.

I found a crayon that had the name of my old high school crush on it. I 'remembered' that she had a set of crayons with her name printed on them; they were a special present from someone. I was trying to figure out if I should keep it or send it to her.

I'm driving away from a mall-like school. There's a feeling of emptiness surging through my veins and my head starts to feel heavy with thought. I can't understand why He would do such a beautiful and unbelievable thing then just walk away expecting me to function without him. It's as though he's insensitive to the sensitive.
My mom sees me internally freaking out and coos,
"Are you okay, Honey?
In an instant I'm knocked off my pedestal by her voice. It's as though an angel swooped down from the heavens and slid into my mother's mouth and is seeping out in fragments of words.
She looks at me blankly and I blurt out, "Oh. No. Nothings going on, what must you think such a think?" And I force a wide smile across my face.
"No reason, Honey. How was the mall?"
If only she knew what just happened. If only anyone know, especially him, I could come clean of all the mess I've made inside of myself. Days like this I miss being a child; a life without worry or possession, where my mind was as clear and vast as the summer sky and my heart was as fertile as sweet violets in spring.
"It was all right."

I'm sort of glad she's lost interest in my mall venture. I can't stand talking about it anymore.
I look out the window as our car comes to a red light, and next to me is a group of guys in a Range Rover hollering out like wild animals. I can't quite distinguish what they're hollering about but something tells me I don't want to know.
I make out one of the guys for being the best friend of my crush. I instantly shutter in my seat at the thought of him knowing and look away as fast I can. I know he doesn't know but something tells me he may. I mean, guys don't gossip as much as females; do they even talk about anything other than sports and hot chicks they'd like to bone and video games? Over my thoughts I hear the word crush and look over to my right and see all the guys in the car next to us staring directly at me. I now understand why deer don't move when in the focus of two daunting headlights. Why they'd rather sit and watch them pull closer. They can't move even if they'd tried. It's an act of utter shock and fear.
My mom pushes forward and they turn the corner away from us.
I'm flooded with relief when I look over to my mom. It's as though she knows everything. That this entire time she's been my guardian angel watching over every little thing I do. I turn away in relief and stare at the trees and rows of tiny houses. I hear a sound of music; like a flute or a clarinet in the distance. It pulls closer and takes me along with it. I try to figure out where the beautiful music is coming from when I turn to mother and notice that she's turn on the radio (DUH).

I relax in my seat. I turn to my mom and as I'm about to speak she stares at me and her face stretches into a forced smile and her skin begins to sag then pull apart from her bone. She starts to turn inside out and her flesh becomes prominent and her eyes buck out of her head like she's accusing me of treason. She looks like she can see right through me, that she's reliving the memories of me walking around school trying to figure out which class He has and where and when to be just so I can see him for only a few seconds. Me in the bathroom crying because I'm too afraid to say a single word to him. The times in my room consumed with restlessness because the thoughts just won't stop pressing in. I plunge out of the car in embarrassment and watch as she turns to a tiny speck of dust.

As I sit I try to calm myself of all the trouble that has befallen me. The process runs clean until I turn behind me and see the car with the piles of boys in it charging towards me, and again, I'm trapped in its light, unable to move. Before the car completely tramples me it stops and one of the boys emerges from it. He steps in reluctance and my heart begins to beat faster and faster with each step he takes. In any moment I could suffer from a massive heart attack, until he looks at me and reaches out his hand.
His face is like a magnifying glass placed in front of a sunset. He looks so warm and reassuring, as though his face promises I long night of rest. I can finally breathe now. Time just seems to cease in these few moments and forever seems like an understatement.
I begin to take his hand and start to feel myself coming back together, when all time seems to fall back into its place, in tenfold. Before our skin can touch, I'm drifted into another dream-like state in the middle a desolate field in the fruits of winter.
It's freezing cold and my skin starts to fold like leather. I look down and the ground is a great sheet of ice and before I can't blink the floor shatters into tiny shards and I fall along with them, encased in their wrath and forced into a continuum of pain. I look below me and see nothing but what's above me and so on. Then I notice a flickering light. It starts as a tiny speck then builds into a gaping hole, the size of a world, and pulls me towards it. Within it is a picture of the guy I saw at the mall. The one who has my desires and fears in the palms of his hands. He's sleeping like a child whose fallen asleep during a bedtime story. I somehow find the will to swim towards him before he fades. But as I stroke he ebbs away, like sand in the wind. And before time and space can catch up to me, I'm thrown out of the existence of dream and shredded into reality.

Had my first lucid in nearly a month! Pretty happy about that, and I actually remembered a larger chunk of the dream!

Dreamt I was at work doing my usual thing like I do in real life(I work as a stock person at a grocery store). I checked around the store in my sections to see what needed filled, and for the most part, everything needed some work(side note: I hate dreaming about being at work). So I went down the dairy isle of the store and checked out the milk. It was nearly empty, so I made sure to prioritize that. The dream was surprisingly accurate with the way the store looks in real life. As I "ventured" down the dairy isle I noticed my friend who also works there in real life trying to decide on what to buy. She was on break and browsing over the meat(even though it was the dairy isle). I tried suggesting items to her, as well as an old lady who was in the isle. After awhile I gave up and left the isle. I then came across a white table in the middle of the store with a bunch of people sitting around it. I know some of them, but the others were just random DCs. For some reason, they all wanted me to sing a song, but I wasn't all for it. I explained to them that I was working and I didn't want to get fired, but they didn't care. One girl who I know came up behind me slapped my butt(yeah that's not weird). Feeling very uncomfortable, I gave my consent and decided to sing, but I didn't know what to sing. Suddenly, music began playing from nowhere, and it was instrumental. So I made up lyrics on the spot and sang. That's all I remember from that dream.

I awoke and the time was a few minutes before 5am. Only an hour left to sleep. I go to sleep and enter another dream.

I don't recall the events leading up to this point, but I dream I'm on the side of a freeway. I don't recall how I got here, but here I am. It doesn't take me long, and I realize that I'm dreaming. I decide I wanna fly off somewhere, so I ascend into the air and fly away. I pick up speed and fly at Mach speeds. I stop momentarily, and I stare off towards something in the distance. I decide to do a little trick and see if it'll work. I point at the thing off in the distance, and I press thumb down like my hand is a pretend gun. I then spin around once, and to my surprise, I'm at the thing. The thing turns out to be a lovely house, and so I enter. I look around for awhile, but I end up awaking soon after.