false awakening

I rewrote large parts of this Dream Journal Entry, because the original one seemed a bit flakey. (Most likely because I wrote the original Now, I'm able to properly explain what happened.

Where things get Weird

I was in my front yard, and lucid when two dream characters show up. (They show up in this really cool black car nonetheless) I recognize them as Marcus and this other character that I recently identified and named Jack.
It was at this point that for some reason, I thought of the basic TOTM for this month. To ask a dream character for a present and see what you get. I never said anything out-loud about the TOTM, but I thought about it.
I think Jack is the one who gets out of the car and offers me a small grey gun that he says Marcus invented. (And this is where I think I may have just completed the TOTM.) He gives a short speech about how this is the "next step in personal defense" and asks me to try the weapon out. The weapon looks and feels like the sticky detonator from Halo 4. It has a smooth look to it.
I fire it at a tree, and a large cylindrical grenade sticks to the side of the tree. I pull a trigger, and a number of small fan shaped grenades release from the large one and stick all over the place. Okay, that's a cool feature, but I can't figure out how to make the grenades detonate. Don't know if this is my own lack of knowledge or a malfunction with the weapon.

I false awaken in my own house to find that I have woken up very late on a Saturday morning. Makes sense why I would lucid, so I go downstairs, and go on this site and begin writing a DJ entry for this dream. I then, in my false awakening, go back upstairs and "WILD" back into a non-lucid dream.

I go back into a dream where my lucidity seems very unstable, an anxiety dream about school where I'm stranded there and I need to ride home. Jack shows up again. And let the real weirdness begin.
Jack attempts to convince me that I'm not dreaming. He tells me that my "Guides" (Meaning that he is a guide too now I guess.) are here to help me in waking life. He says I won't be going home for awhile. Telling me that this is waking life, given my groggy lucidity left me confused.
We are walking out of the school. I was at a point where I thought this was RL, and I told him I needed to go get my backpack. He then proceeded to tell me that he was carrying my backpack over his own, took it off and gave it to me. He told me that was in fact a basic test to make sure I wouldn't lose it because of that. So I guess I passed.
We get to the street out front of the school, and we try to get into this other vehicle that's like this very strange tractor type thing. Another detail that I couldn't help but notice, but there was a street named after Jonathan, my dream "Nemesis".
All my regular dream characters, save for the evil one. (Manei, Marcus, and David) started to surround the tractor and get out. There were two more, a younger version of Lia who looked to be about 10, and a younger boy who was probably 6. We get out and we all start to get into this really nice black sport's car. (Is that like my dream character's only way to get around.) I'll really have to draw these cars that I keep seeing. But we have seven people trying to get into this car. I have to sit in the middle of the back. And I don't know where we intend to go.
I'm getting into the back of the car with all these dream characters, and I woke up into my bed.

At my Service

I cannot believe I forgot about this dream.

I was in my school's gymnasium. There were a bunch of people running around and playing with the various gym equipment like dodge-balls and badminton rackets.
Manei approaches me and tells me that I am dreaming.
"Oh... of course I am..."
I do a nose pinch reality check just to be sure. I realize that I am dreaming, but I just felt really lucid. I probably got more lucid in this dream than I did in any lucid dream I've had in a long time. I could really feel the dream world around me. I even thought to myself that my real body is back in bed and this is all a dream, so this was a solid layer 3 dream. (For those of you who are farmiliar with receejones87's layers of LDing)
"Thanks for telling me."
She bows
"I am at your service."
I think to myself for a second. Manei... my dream guide, at my service. Will she carry out any command I give her?
"Jump up and down."
She jumps up and down. Given my dreams take place at about 0.5G's, she is able to jump about her own body height.
"Stop."
She stops.
"What's 7 times 4?"
"28."
Now time to really see how this works. I pick out one of the dream characters playing in the gym. Knowing he is just an aspect of me, I issue this command.
"Go beat that kid up."
She calmly walks over to the dream character, and stops in front of him. She then jumps into the air and spins around kicking the dude in the face. He falls over either dead or unconscious and is bleeding from his nose.

I dreamed this yesterday. At first it was really hard to sleep, but later in the morning i had a few dreams, I can remember 2 or 3
Dream 1: I was in my bed and in the space between my bed and the wall there was a koi koi fish swimming. Of course there was water but I guess I just couldn't feel it. It was really funny to be with this fish, but it had no space to swim so I thought about placing it in a bigger place. I thought about the bathroom, I didn't realize I was dreaming (I think I've never had such an obvious dream sign)

Dream 2: I was with my best friend from childhood, I met him when I was 6 and had to say goodbye at 14. I usually dream about him (Another CLEAR dream sign). I was in his house, which I remember almost perfectly. We went to his room and their parents were sleeping there (weird, DS again). My friend took some weed from under the mattress, when he did this I saw his parents moving a little, so I thought they were going to wake up quickly. We went to the living room then and he started rolling a joint, suddenly I see his mother and I tell him, he nervously tries to finish the joint but couldn't, then I grab it, hide it a little and go to the bathroom to roll in peace. Then I saw the paper my friend was using, it was a glossy black paper (the worst thing you can use to roll a joint, again DS). But I didn't care, I kept rolling, finished and lighted it in the bathroom. I knew my friend was at the other side of the door, then my friend's dad came and started telling my friend something about the smell and telling him to give him the joint, at that moment I was in the bathroom doing the second one.

Dream 3: This one is just weird. My mom woke me up to tell me to call my grandma because some stuff is going on at his place (IRL of course). So I dreamed that I was at my grandma's house and told my grandpa to give me the phone, he does and then I call to the same house I am (I realize about this, but again I can't realize it is a CLEAR DS). Then we have a little conversation. It was really weird because suddenly I started talking to other people, not my grandma/pa, and at some point I could see and read the conversation like if we were chatting by internet instead of talking by the phone (AGAIN DS)

Dream 1 : [COLOR="#800080"]I am in my room and I keep seeing shadows. I get really scared and I yell. Mom comes from the other room, hugs me and asks me what's wrong. I can't talk or move so she takes me to her room. I sit there and I see more shadows and I keep yelling a lot.[/COLOR]
Dream 2 : [COLOR="#800080"]I wake up and I feel the vibrations from the transition and I try to move to get rid of them so I stand up and start to dance.[/COLOR]
Dream 3(fragment) : [COLOR="#800080"]I'm in my classroom and a celebrity is teaching us biology. A girl in my class tries to copy all of her poses and she is somehow angry.[/COLOR]
Dream 4(fragment) : [COLOR="#800080"]I'm in my classroom(yes, again) with my english teacher and she asks me at what hospital I went(wut).[/COLOR]

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'd like to share a lucid dream from early November 2013. This is so far the longest lucid dream that I've had. That night I took B6 100mg after 5 hours of sleep and the LD occurred 2.5 hours later.

I am in my bed and I look at my hands (RC) and realize that I’m dreaming. I get up and start stabilizing the dream. I think first I rubbed my hands but I don’t recall for sure. I decide that I need to eat something to stimulate my taste and in fact I seem to think there should be some lobster in the kitchen that I put into shrimp water so it would be tasty. I go in the kitchen and the layout is different from my kitchen. I check a toaster oven and there are slices of bread with something on top but I decide to forgo tasting this. I then look in the oven and there is a filet of fish..again I don’t really want this. Then I look in a pot on the stove and there is something weird and possibly slimy in there and I decide to try it - it was disgusting and I spit it out. Enough for my sense of taste...hahaha. I walk out into the living room and start looking around. The room is completely different and the view outside is so clear. I am on the first floor of a house and I’m looking out through large floor to ceiling (or close to it) windows. I’m in a city. I then go ahead with anchoring and I imagine lines with anchors pulling me and attaching to this world...the lines go down and sideways. I also say out loud some stuff such as ‘I’m all powerful’ and ‘I’m anchored to the dream.’ Outside I see a car and I levitate it without going out. Then I see a van and I levitate it too and make it shoot out into the distance real fast. It went flying but then for some reason started coming back and I caught it with my telekinesis and put it down. Then I made some more cars crash on the street and then I smashed two cars into each other. I also flicked my finger and made a car slide sideways on another street. After I was done having my fun with telekinesis I decided it’s time to move through solid objects. I am trying to put my hand through a piece of wood that is part of a staircase. It is not working and after a few attempts I gave up. There was an older guy maybe a father figure but not my dad. He had some needles without syringes and I assumed he wanted to poke me and either make me fall asleep or wake up for real. I decide that I would not allow this to happen because I don’t want to loose my lucidity. I grab the needles from him and then I try to convince him that this is a dream. I tell him that I will tell him what’s going on but he will probably not believe me. I take him aside and I tell him that I’m a human being and that this is my dream and he is a part of my dream. He of course does not believe me. I take the needles away from him and I want to run away and fly away. He holds onto me for a bit but then I break free and fly away. As I’m flying out I see down the street someone I need to pick up....I think it’s whom I believe to be my girlfriend. I pick her up and hold on to her as I’m flying. In a little while the person I picked up turns out to be my little brother ( I don't have a brother in WL). As I’m flying I say out loud something like I’m still anchored. I decide I want to go see a pretty girl. First I see a house up ahead on my right and I consider this to be the place I will go to see her but then I see a tall apartment building up ahead a bit to my left and I decide that that’s better. I want to drop off my little brother and leave him there and I land. The little guy would not let go of me and I try pushing him off and then I bite him real hard on his finger. I think I almost bit it off...I definitely bit into it and made an impression but it was sort of plasticky and there was no blood. He didn’t seem to be hurting too much and was still holding onto me. I slapped him around a bit and then I grabbed him and smacked him into a tree. Finally he let go and I woke up.

This dream is from the morning of 12/15/2013.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #176: Chariots in the Sky

I have a false awakening in a fancy hotel room. My kids E and R are running around as I sleepily come to my senses. Wife gets out of bed first and I think that I should get up to help her with the kiddos. But I somehow “jump” to being on my feet and I realize that this is the start of a lucid dream.

I head for the window, phase out, and find myself clinging to a steeply slanted rooftop under a dark, cloudy sky. Everywhere I look are other rooftops just like this one, very steep and dotted with lit windows. The texture on the roof shifts oddly, jumping from one repeated pattern to another.

I leap to another roof. There’s nothing but dark void below. Each building is about 50 feet apart and floats freely through the sky. I make a couple of more leaps, and as I look around I note that there are flying chariots with large passenger cars flying through the sky. These flying chariots feel like my ticket to a less hostile scene, so I leap onto one.

As I crash onto the floor of the passenger car, the DCs on board look at me with surprise and shuffle away before returning to normal. Most of them are dressed in a mix of medieval and classical Greek garb.

I’m willing the chariot to encounter something handy for me as it flies through the sky, particularly something I could use for Task of the Year. I’m mainly looking for the Great Pyramid or the Colosseum. We fly past lots of cool-looking buildings (including the Temple of Zeus and a series of huge medieval castles) but they’re not quite the ones I’m looking for. I’m contemplating just jumping for one and exploring when we pull up close to an arena that looks like a shorter version of the Colosseum!

I glide off of the chariot toward the Colosseum when I see an attractive but angry-looking woman in her early 30s dragging a red-haired teenager off of the chariot by his collar. She’s dressed in what looks like a Roman toga and she’s giving the kid an earful: “Do you know how shameful it is to have a knight running around in an enemy chariot?”

I don’t know what she’s talking about, because the kid looks way too young and (frankly) wimpy to be a “knight” of any kind. It also seems like she’s a little young to be his mom. The kid’s cowering and whimpering as she drags him along. I turn back toward the Colosseum and move only a bit further before the end of the dream.

This dream is from the morning of 12/15/2013.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #173: Luxor

I’m in a hotel room bedroom talking with Wife. She has the lights off like we’re getting ready for bed but there's an errand to take care of. We need an access card for the pool and she’s sending me out to get it.

When I get to the main room of the suite, rather than our kids I encounter a guy that looks like Henry Rollins. I think he’s some kind of celebrity, although I’m not sure who I really think this is. We talk for a little bit and he tells some kinda funny but off-color joke. He motions toward our room and says, “Sorry, forgot about the wife.”

I decide that I’d better not leave Wife alone with a stranger in our hotel room so I decide not to leave. As I’m thinking through this, I become lucid and walk back into the bedroom. I crawl into bed next to Wife, planning on performing a WILD. Wait, no, I’m already having a lucid dream. I get out of bed, walk to the end of the room and phase out through the window into the void.

I rub my hands together as I fall through the void. The descent slows until I can no longer feel it and I give myself a bit of a pep talk about how “all of this is mine”, hoping to be ready for some dream control when I emerge from the void. I’m thinking of Task of the Year, and imagine that I’ll see the Great Pyramid when I emerge.

After a bit, the void gives way to a dusky desert scene. And about 70 or so feet away is the base of an Egyptian pyramid! There are a lot of smaller pyramids around the in the area as well, most of them only ten feet high or so. Everything’s covered in billboard and neon signs that say things like “Clearance!” and “For Sale!”

I make my way toward the main pyramid when I encounter an attractive brunette in her late 20s. “Can we help you?” she asks. Just as she says this, she’s joined by an identical twin. The idea of an attempt at sexytime sounds appealing, but no, the Pyramid is right here. Stay focused.

Confused about what the Pyramid task is (repair/reanimate the Sphinx and ride her to the top), I respond, “Can you show me the way inside the Pyramid?" Then I add: "By the way, you two are really cute.” (I think I was trying to impress them/myself for staying on track or something, I don’t know. )

They pose and raise their arms over their head in a “We know!” kind of gesture. One of them (the first one I met) says, “Sure, I’ll show you.” She heads off around the side of the Pyramid and I follow. As we’re walking she narrates like a tour guide, gesturing at some wares as we pass by some stalls in a market area. “Here’s where they sell Khuddush and vials.” (I’m spelling “Khuddush” the way it sounded to me, but it’s a guess since I don’t know this word.)

“What’s Khuddush?” I ask.

“You don’t know? This is supposed to be your dream. If I know something that you don’t, does that mean…?” Her voice trails off. I have kind of a “whoa” moment. (I looked up “Khuddush” and couldn’t find anything. The closest match was the kiddush, a Jewish Sabbath ritual. Kiddush - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia)

I follow her into a high stone chamber where a few other DCs are wandering around. We walk toward a staircase leading down and the dream falls into the void. I can’t rescue it, but before I emerge, I hear an unfamiliar female voice say, “Don’t get too attached.” The dream ends.

Dream 1 (fragment): [COLOR="#800080"]I was sitting on some stairs from a building and it was summer. There were lots of people there talking about all kind of stuff. I try to get into the conversation too but get totally ignored. I get angry and leave. [/COLOR]
Dream 2 (fragment) : [COLOR="#800080"]I'm home and I'm really late for school but I don't seem to care.[/COLOR]
Dream 3 (fragment) : [COLOR="#800080"]I go to school with my classmate and suddenly a weird guy jumps in front of my classmate and he tries to pick her up but she runs away and then he starts chasing me but I get super speed and I successfully run home.[/COLOR]
Dream 4 (fragment) : [COLOR="#800080"]Something about zombies in a dungeon.[/COLOR]

Night 2 was uneventful...no DJ.

121513 Combination of three different examples of day residue from the day after which I went to sleep were in this one dream. Thinking about what Laberge wrote on this. One was visiting the city B, another was old signs that we saw in one of the stores and finally another was that my son was watching The Parent Trap movie (couple splitting) all IWL. Dream: The city B to our North in the 1970s. There was a big old house and the old previous couple that live there are being discussed. Had a computer virus when they live there before they split up and moved. There was discussion of whether or not the idea of a computer virus was invented there perhaps someone going to the university there. Before this we are standing outside of a Federal Building and we need to go in. There is a group of about five to six of us and only two of them have badges but the security guard says each can bring one guest. I said I'll wait unless you need my help and one person
says yes go in with us. I say we can pretend to be a couple but wait a minute you two actually are a couple. When we go in that is when it becomes the big old house. Inside someone is looking through some old files and there are old signs and old log entries from the 1940s. I just realized a fourth piece of the residue when I was bringing up the 1940s yesterday.

DILD FA I wake up feeling cold and I realize that I do not have a shirt on. My wife is sitting up watching TV in bed and I dig in the blankets looking for my shirt. At first all I find is a printed t-shirt but I remember I was wearing a long sleeve shirt when I went to bed and eventually found it put it on and got up. I'm floating around the house and the halls and I realize that I am dreaming, yep I'm in an odd version of my house! I try to go back to where I saw something interesting on a bed in what appeared to be a master bedroom. As I search through the halls of the house I don't find it and I find myself heading back into bed. I immediately go for a DEILD and I feel the vibrations going in and out and I hear my wife saying something and holding onto my back firmly and I say in my head go ahead and hold me really hard I know this is just hypnagogic hallucinations but then the bed starts shaking alot alot! I stay calm and nudge on the vibrations
and they fade away and I find that I can see through my sleep mask the wall next to my bed I'm looking at all the texture of the wall and thinking the texture looks very realistic but doesn't look exactly like my wall I don't think. I do a motionless reality check where I make a glottal sound. When I practice it while awake it makes a very distinct sound in my throat and reverberates through my head. This time being a dream there was no sound at first but then there was a very delayed and far away, faint, almost echo of the sound. Very interesting as this is the first time I did this particular reality check in a dream. I start to slowly move my leg towards the end of the bed and I start to worry that I might move my real body and this starts to wake me up and I fade back into bed. I find that instead of laying on my side as I was in my dream body that instead I am laying on my back as I was when I had the mini-awakening and did the DEILD. I am a little disappointed
that both dreams were fairly short but I got some interesting practice with the false awakening and with my motionless reality check. I did try to re-enter the dream one more time and must have been close because I got vibrations and some heavy hypnagogic hallucinations of my son coming into our room twice and one time standing over me and saying something very loud but I recognized it for what it was and try to wait it out but afterwards I find myself too awake but I double checked with my reality check and sure enough I was quite awake.

First dream (fragment):
I was on a trip with our school's orchestra (idk where).
I was hungry so I searched something to eat. I bought carrots somewhere and ate them together with a couple of cupcakes.
I met a couple friends, some of those I don't know in waking life. Then a teacher of mine came and said we shouldn't eat...

Second dream:
I was in front of a small house with green curtains and I immediatly thought "I'm in Paris".
It was daytime. Then I started to follow the row in front of the house until a bride appeard. Suddenly I saw the 'Castel Sant'Angelo' and I realised I was in Rome. At that point it was also nighttime suddenly - also I was driving a motorcycle. I crossed the bridge and searched for a street name so I could find my way home. I met my sister DC, and she told me I was heading in the wrong way. At this point I fell asleep...I was talking to an old man. I kinda knew I was dreaming, but not really - I even thought that that guy had to be my dream guide - I was very close to lucidity. Then a classmate of mine spoke to me from behind (I couldn't see him). I don't remember whar he said. Then I woke up. Realising I had been dreaming, allthough still in a dream. I was in a red oldtimer together with my sister not knowing what had happened. Anyway I decided to try DEILD and as it was a dream I was succesful.Being *lucid* for a short moment - I just remember blackness from this one. It's just that at this point I knew I was dreaming.I woke up to the red oldtimer again - without having had the opportunity to do anything in my lucidity. Now my whole family was in the car. Then I woke up for real.

last night I had a scary dream that really consist of nothing but I woke up super anxious with a bad feeling something had happen. First it felt real, my phone rang in the living room so i got out of bed to go get it. However when i got to the hallway surrounded by nothing but darkenss i couldnt move, breath and talk. I heard my self whinning but i couldnt wake up or move. My girl friend then held me cause i woke her up with my cry. i snapped out of it and woke up.. she held me as i fell back asleep. But as soon as i startede drifting of my ears started ringing and they got louder and louder. and i saw "help me" in my vision. This sound along with what i saw scared the crap out of me and i woke up with a horrible feeling something had happend to my ex girl friend. I then went to the living room to get my phone just in case someone did try to get ahold of me, but nothing. no missed calls or text and when i lit up my screen it was 3:00 AM exactly. i then went to lay back down and eventually falling back asleep an hour later with no dreams....

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.

I was on my way to work, I was driving in a car through the mountains, and it was a beautiful, already somewhat bright day, the complete opposite to my actual way to work. I got lost there but realized how far away from reality all this was, then I suddenly was in a building with a nice view of the mountains and did a nose-pinch RC, with success.
Out of a strong urge to fly I dashed forward, broke the glass of the window and spanned my wings, starting to glide immediately. The world then was filled with repeating patterns which I could control to some degree, but the dream faded fast.

Last night was the first competition 16 night - and I wasn´t even aware of it..

I had two awakenings, where I had more dream-content than I dictated - but I was too lazy to do that.
Maybe if I had known..

But on the last two awakenings - without noting time - I tried to WILD with WBTB.
Didn´t work - yet..
At least it was good for something!

The dream, I have in it´s entirety:
It started with a FA in our old house - one of my most persistent dream-signs - it is ripped down - one time (maybe twice - once years ago?) this made me lucid - to realize it.

Not now - I got up in my old bed there being frustrated that my SSILD had "failed" - as in me not patient enough - and getting up.
No RC - could hit myself.

A Swiss friend of mine was there as a visitor - which in the dream came as a surprise (yes - again no RC ..).
I wasn´t sure, if I was pleased with this fact - not having known about it.

First of all I decided, that he had somebody to breakfast with - my mother and grandmother - and he was amusing himself - so I went in the basement, in my old room from childhood - not the room I had when we moved back there in my youth.
And suddenly it was not okay, that I wanted to WILD there - something had to be repaired, and it was my grandma´s room - but I had been lying down already - staying awake.

So I got up - yepp - no RC..
Don´t know, if the day held anything - it was afternoon then and first didn´t like, that I couldn´t go out with some friend´s I had planned on meeting - because of the visitor.
But I ended up happy with the night - me and him were at a theatre - a friend of mine was playing a role - the play was by his supposed favourite author - he doesn´t exist, I think - forgot the name.

They and she - were great.
The stage had boxes in room-size stacked four by five - and different scenes in them.
No - music, I think..

Later we were home and talked about the author of the play and her.
It was around midnight by then - so supposedly one whole day.
But there was no story for in between the cusps.


One fragment:
I was doing dishes for a friend at their place. The thought crossed my mind, that the sink was to a normal sink, what an outhouse was to a toilet.
The outflow-net was very big - and under it was a drop and autumn leaves - not any nasty, actually.
A water fountain - a clean basin - and a view.
Anyway - I had been given cherry-drops (??) for disinfection to use.
That was it.


Another one:
I was about to move from Berlin to Bavaria - on my way driving a lorry - and I got a bit lost on the roads.
Somehow I came to call my mother - and she started arguing, that I shouldn´t have decided to do the removals myself lala ..


I count three points:
WBTB, Fail: 1
1 Whole Dream: 1
2 Fragments: 1


Some conclusions and goals:
be able to recognize the most frequent of my dream-signs
always RC and dictate, when I wake up
be more confident in my WILD tries - if I get into FA - why not into lucidity next..
do more daytime work - decide, which


TOTM-Competition-Combinations:
"synch up" with imJD - put on it´s feet team Taurus with him

build a snowman from real snow, decorate and animate it (Object/DC Change)

ask a DC for a present and note the reaction - but before get the DC by Basic Summoning - round corner/behind something

at least start transforming into an Arctic wolf (Partial Transformation) to then maybe camouflage in the snow, sneak up on unsuspecting prey - and - rip it apart and eat it (start eating it seems okay..) - try tasting something.

I kept waking up due to pain in my throat, so I ended up with six dream fragments. These are my dreams in chronological order.

DILD:

A friend I know in real life is walking beside me in the autumn woods just behind her house. She looks a bit strange to me, inflated like a balloon and stretched around the eyes, but I don't pay much attention to it. The path we're walking is clear through the brush and a light dusting of snow hides under thick branches. I already know where we're going: A large circular camp with an odd hide tent and fire-pit that has died in the cold gusts.
We both have guns slung over our shoulders (a Ruger M77 for me and a Ross rifle for her if anyone's interested) and mine was cooler! By the time we reach the encampment she silently moves behind the tent. I thought that was kind of odd, but whatever. It's a dream, weird shit happens. Seconds later, I hear a shoot ring out, and a bullet whips by my face. I got to seeeee the bullet. My dreams are the best bros ever.
Because I'm awesome in both my real hunting and dream hunting, apparently, I swing the rifle off my shoulder in a fluid move and engage the bullet. It only takes a moment for me to aim from twenty yards and pull the trigger.
Dream ends. Saltwater is gurgled and Benadryl is taken in copious amounts.

Slightly graphic
WILD:

I'm sitting in someone's living room with a government-style dossier in my lap. Paper targets litter the floor and the bulls-eyes are ripped apart by large-caliber bullets. The dull sofa I'm chilling like a baws on is torn and stained in more place than the dreaming human mind can count.
So, I open the flimsy paper book and a severed human head greets me. His skull is ripped open in five spots that look to be about .22-size organized in a triangular shape but it looks to have been bleached under water. A vague sense of familiarity encases the picture when I realize I passed the guy on the street last week.
This carries on with multiple people I can barely consider acquaintances: A late cashier I saw being yelled at by their boss, an elderly lady I helped walk across the street and another foolish skateboarder who fell trying to jump eight steps. Each had nearly identical wounds to the first but the last picture has thin blunt force trauma instead of entry wounds. Guess which one.
Dreams ends. I wake up coughing slightly.

DEILD:

I'm in a gigantic skate park in the middle of the night. I'm not on a skateboard: I'm on a hoverboard. With a laser gun. Not a ton to this dream: I just hovered(?) around shooting other people on their boards between my sweet moves. Nobody else was recognizable due to a paintball-esque suit, but I didn't the feeling that I knew them. You know how your dream tells you stuff like this. But, when someone got shot and fell off their board, they disintegrated on the floor in pixel-like dust.
I didn't win, but I didn't lose either by the time the dream ended.

DEILD:

So I was a swan. A black swan, precisely. I'm not really sure why, but when I tried to move my arms they were big black wings. "Oh, I'm a black swan!" Not gonna argue with my mind there. I flippered, floppered, swan-walked around a little on a strange little hill before I decided to go flying.
It was pretty awesome. One of the better dream flights I've had, because I felt the need to actually FLAP and all. But I knew what would make it cooler: Mid-air fights. Another swan, maybe. I just let my mind process it. Before I had time to really react, three Arado Ar 76 (German jet fighters) pull out of the clouds.
Aaaand, I spit fireballs at them, from my awesome black beak. Rolling, diving, twisting and turning around the pit-patters of machine gun fire and then fireworks as I ignited their engines. Every time I put a plane down another one came out of the clouds until the sun set.
Dream ends. More saltwater gurgling.

WILD:

This one was pretty awesome. When I used to LD a LOT, I created this thing called the Hallway. I used the Hallway as a cool way to access dreams I could remember or plot-lines that my subconscious would be cool. Basically, my mind's eye thinks it's this insanely tall, narrow corridor that stretches out longer than I can see, with monotone brown doors on both sides. Each door has plaque on it where I can "write" whichever dream or things I want in my dream.
I got to revisit the Hallway again, and I picked a dream that looked exactly like the Hallway, because I figured that'd be awesome dream-ception. When I stepped into the new hallway, however, there was only one door. And a centaur behind me. Just as I was stepping through the next door after dodging a charging centaur, the dream ended.
I had to get up and do some crap, but I just passed out on my bed later.

Non-lucid dream:

I was playing a violin. I have no clue how to play violin, but it sounded quite nice. As I played the violin, however, surges of strange colors would flood my vision and twist the environment like I was stuck in a kaleidoscopic tube. There's not much I can say other than each note turned into a specific color or in a predictable way. Associating sound with visual context would be a cool way to learn music in real life, though.