false awakening

Fragment 1
Bruce Lee did his patented side kick to a guy in a wrestling ring. It went in slow-motion.

Fragment 2
I was making Vimto and I was pouring water into it. It was full to the brim but then it all turned to ice.

Dream 1
I was playing a Transformers Video Game and I was Armada Optimus Prime facing off against Cybertron Sideways on a bridge with lots of people climbing up the side of the bridge. I was flying to the left and shooting him, then to the right. In the end I got bored and Transformed into a truck and drove away.

False Awakening/Side Notes
I woke up and started writing one of the dreams I forgot on DV but I didn't really it was an FA.

I went to sleep at 9pm since I promised my body I would.

[COLOR="red"]Lucid[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"]Dream[/COLOR]
[COLOR="silver"]Thoughts[/COLOR]
[COLOR="lightblue"]Hypnagogic
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[COLOR="silver"]This time I tried the "numb" my legs method again, and this time I fell asleep unconsciously.
I will keep trying this weird technique every night, because even if can't stay aware, it felt like I was more aware of my dreams when sleeping on my back.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="blue"]I had some dreams, but I am not going to note my dreams anymore, because I am gonig to try to develop complete natural dream recall, my dreams are gonig to become my memories too! If I don't remember one dream well, then I was not aware of it enough, so I am forcing myself to remember more and to become more aware.

I had one long neverending dream, but it was a really cool dream. I were in my school talking to some friends, and then we went to a lesson called "Lucid dreaming class". In the dream this was completely normal for me and I went in there to meet my teacher. I noticed that I was very tired during the class and I fell asleep, within the dream. I started to dream and I become lucid.[/COLOR] [COLOR="red"]I were standing in my friend's house and I thought "If I want to stabilise this dream I have to do it aggressively and I started to look at every object in the room, but I never stabilised my "Mind" or my other senses.
So this was just a brief moment of lucidity, because I forgot that I was dreaming, although the dream was still very vivid.[/COLOR]
[COLOR="blue"].
I was still dreaming that I was lucid though...
I met my friend and we were going to watch tv and when we opened the door we saw a couple having sex!
We immediatelly closed the door and looked chocked at each other. We then peaked through the keyhole and saw a really beautiful woman with an ugly little man. My friend told me that he wanted to have sex with her so badly and asked me if I could make that happend. And I said "Sure I can make that man go away and you can take his place". So I ran into the room and heard her moaning, and I jumped into the bed and grabbed the man's leg and throw him out of the room haha.
Then my friend went in there and I got out.

Then I woke up inside the classroom again, and thought I was awake. The teacher was giving a lot of wrong information about lucid dreaming and I got angry and protested. The other looked weird at me, but I just ignored them. [/COLOR]

[COLOR="silver"]Then I woke up for real. I am going to keep doing this normal WILD -> DILD style on weekdays. But on weekend I think I am going to do the bullet proof timer method, just to make sure that I can pracctise dream stabilisation every week. The timer method is great although, when you get lucid, you only have some mniutes before you lose it, but when I think about it what differs that from the other lucidity moment I have ^^ ?
But I also want to be a "natural" so the timer method will work as a break from that pracctise.[/COLOR]

NOTE: I'm not sure if this is lucid or false awakening since I had control over it - just I didn't try anything crazy because I thought it was real, but the strangeness of the dream didn't phase me. I just accepted it as reality.

I started my dream somewhere far off, in the country. I had to walk with my parents and brothers to somewhere with people. As I walked they all went away one by one with no point or me noticing until I woke up that by the end of the journey they were all gone. Anyway, as I was walking through the hills and trees I saw a train track. Beside me I saw a police officer, we started talking as we followed the train track. I am not lucid at this point. I get to know the police officer fairly well when I see some strange man in black appear in different parts of the forest surrounding us (he would appear somewhere at the corner of my eye and then teleport to somewhere else). So we run into the first house we see and I look inside it and its the police officer's bones. The man is closing in on me. I see a train pull up to the house/train station I am in. I black out.

I wake up lucid on the train. I remember saying to myself, this is odd - how did I get on the train. "Well I blacked out, I'll just see where it goes and I'll get off and call my parents." When I think parents I see my mom appear in the seat beside me. I say, "I thought I was alone. What are we doing on the train? We were in the forest not to long ago.". She looks at me with horror and the train rolls. It starts to get a mix of zero gravity and I am spinning the train is flipping through the air and then falling the other way (barrel roll to back-over-end and back). Then I think something is wrong! I can't die like this! I take my chances unbuckle and jump out the cockpit of the train.

I fall on the ground at the house I blacked out in. Instead of being in an isolated forest I see that the train has not even left the station. From the outside the train is well - outside and not in a station. Go into the station in front of it and the train is in a black tunnel going on forever. I see the train had a problem with latching onto the track. So obviously, the train is flying and flipping and moving back and forth without hitting walls and without gravity or friction. I grab the train with my hands and pull it back to me. Its like its on ice. The train slides to me and then I step onto the train to get the passengers out of it, I take my foot off the ground and the train goes ape$h!!@ again.
I remember telling myself the only logical problem is that it is plugged into the wall. So I unplug the train and I remove the mangled bodies out of the train..

Looking back at the dream I wasn't making logical decisions, but I felt some kind of consciousness in the dream like it all made sense at the time. Instead of the movie like dream I remember the thought process that went on with the decisions I made. So it wasn't lucid or a false awakening.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was with a couple of "friends." One of the friends looked like a person who has attended a lot of the anime events I've gone to IWL. He's white, kind of pale, tall, with jaw-length, brown hair and eyeglasses. This friend was organizing some kind of theatre event. He had gotten me and my other friend to volunteer.

We had first been discussing the details of this event in some bar. The bar hadn't seemed very well-lit, and it also seemed a bit empty. Then we were discussing the details out on some hilltop, out on the driveway of a house in a residential part of town, probably in the kind of early morning.

The theatre friend said, "We'll have a lot to do. We'll barely have time to go home and go to bed at 11 AM, before we have to wake up at 1 PM and do the second show."

As I realized how much work my other friend and I had volunteered for, I saw, probably in my mind's eye, dark grey clouds rolling overhead. I told the theatre friend, "I don't think we can do both shifts. At least my friend can't. We didn't realized we'd be going all the way through 11 AM. And we already signed up to volunteer at another event. Your second show will overlap with that event. At least my friend has to go to this event."

At this point the friend I was defending may have been my brother.

I was now in a small theatre. It was either before or after a show. The theatre was only half lit. The stage didn't have any light on it at all. The area felt like a cafeteria in an elementary school's basement. The walls may have been sea green. The seating area was made up of folding chairs. There were a good amount of people sitting in the chairs. Some people were also milling around in the empty space behind the seating area.

I sat near the back row of seats and near the aisle. So I turned myself around to look at the people milling around in the back area. Most of the people looked pretty normal. But there were a couple of older black women wearing very flashy, dressy outfits. They stood out from everybody else and seemed to demand being treated in a very special way. They each sat in chairs against the very back wall, at some distance from each other.

One of the women wore a turquoise dress and hat. The dress seemed almost to have been made out of a crepe material. The hat had a big, round, kind of floppy brim. My theatre friend immediately came up to the woman and started saying all kinds of nice things to her. But I could tell he was trying to get something out of her. So I telepathically told her to watch out for the man.

We were now watching a movie which was supposed to be Back to the Future. There were a few scenes, kind of randomly put together, which gave the feel that the movie was more about a group of kids working together to create a time machine than anything having to do with Doc Brown or Marty McFly.

One of the scenes showed Amy Irving, like she looked in the Brian DePalma version of Carrie. The view was of the girl's face, framed in a misty circle, looking up toward some kind of blue, moonlight, garden light and singing some kind of rock song. The girl's eyes glowed bright blue or green. I liked the girl's glowing eyes and the rock song a lot.

There were also a couple of scenes, apparently from the future, showing some kind of time travel bridge being built. The scenes were all in some kind of way overexposed, really pixellated video. The coloring was almost black and white. But it was more like the sky was all colored brownish-grey, while all the solid bodies were pure black silhouettes.

The bridge was somehow being built backwards. I watched (maybe through time lapse?), the "tracks" (?) of the bridge being built backwards through a frame of standing columns. It seemed to be in a mountain setting. I then watched a similar process near an ocean shore. This bridge had a sign over it, kind of in an old, Coca-Cola-esque style. It said something like "B-Way Bridge" or "B'Way Bridge."

I then woke up in my room. I stood up and looked down at the floor. Something seemed not quite right about my room. I walked really slow. I could hear my breathing rushing though my head, like I was wearing a space helmet.

Something seemed really weird about my floor, like it was made out of grey-painted concrete, especially where the floor met the wall. I then saw that my table was pushed away, at least 33cm away, from my wall. I thought it was possible that I could have pushed my table away from the wall. But not that far away.

I looked up and noticed that the walls in my room were now painted green. Some of the walls were a dark, pine green, while at least one of the walls was a slightly lighter shade.

I told myself, "Well, obviously I'm dreaming. My walls aren't green in waking life."

I figured since I was dreaming I would try to fly out of my house and out and around my neighborhood, to see what kind of views I could gather. But I must not have been totally lucid. I went flying toward my bedroom "window," which was actually a thick, ornate, wooden wall. This didn't seem to register with my "lucid" mind at all.

I was about to penetrate through the wall when something stopped me. A very polite woman's voice spoke to me through telepathy. It said, "We're sorry, but at this moment we cannot access the outdoor scene you would like to experience. Would you like to have a Gothic lucid dream instead?"

I said, "Oh, well, yeah, okay. That sounds nice." But I didn't want to have a Gothic lucid dream. I just wanted to go outside, into my neighborhood and gather data on the environment. I think I was thinking that I was having an out of body experience as well as a lucid dream, and I really wanted to gather some hard evidence of it. So I was disappointed that I couldn't get out there.

Dream #2

I stood inside a room, looking out to some area like a dock on a river. It was a nice, sunny day. The dock area was all a kind of beige-white concrete. A man was out working in front of two cars. The two cars themselves seemed to be junked. They also seemed to be wrapped up in coppery brown garbage bags, or in adhesive tape with the coppery brown color of VCR cassette tape.

The cars were parked one in front of the other. Either the hood of the front car was open, or else the windshield of the front car was completely missing. A huge object like a leather suitcase, possibly also all wrapped up in tape, was jutting out.

The suitcase-like object was open, revealing the snout and tip of the jaw of what appeared to be a gigantic lizard. Just given the size of the snout and jaw, the head of this creature must have been taking up the entire interior of this car! The jaw had leathery-looking, brown scales all over it.

I was now outside, near the cars, even though I could no longer see the dragon's head. I was with another man, but not the man who had been working outside while I had been inside. That man had been like a dock worker. This man was a wealthy business man. He was really tall and strong. He carried himself well. He wore a nice suit and a clean, beige overcoat.

I came to understand that the dragon had been killed. The cars were used as containers for transporting the dragon's body. Nobody had thought dragons existed. But this dragon had been discovered by accident. Possibly it had emerged from the sea.

Luckily the dragon had been killed before it could kill anybody. But people were (or I was?) worried that there were a lot more of these dragons, and that it wouldn't be so easy to kill them every time they posed a threat.

I told the man that this whole thing seemed to have been foreseen in a science fiction book written by a Russian man. I tried to tell the man the author's name. It was something like Gogol or Sergei. Finally I settled on one of the author's names, possibly his first name, being Selkei.

I saw a view of the book I'd bought (which seemed to have the name Selkei as the second name). The book was paperback. The cover was kind of glossy. There were a lot of swirly, black and white stripes all over the front cover and on the first few pages of the book.

The author was apparently either from the early twentieth century, like from the 1920s, or else his life was so impoverished in the late twentieth century that it was like he lived during the 1920s. But his sci-fi writings had a lot of subversive political content, and a lot of it seeemed to have been really prescient.

The man with me may now have been closer to me. We were still out on the dock -- or out on some shore cliff -- but we stood behind some kind of screen-like display, like a big text display at a museum. The man told me, "You just go into places, like bookstores and libraries, and you seek out these guys, don't you? You don't know who they are. But you know what you're looking for. And you find them.

"But people think, when they see you with all this stuff, that you've stolen it somehow. They don't understand the work you've made to discover it. They just think you've stolen it all.

"This book, for instance --" The man and I turned toward some kind of black, basalt cliffside as the man opened up a wide, short book full of pages that looked like coloring book bages. The pages were all colored in. They had drawings on them reminiscent of Henry Darger. But they were apparently supposed to have been by William Blake.

One drawing showed a little girl, colored pale peach and in a pale yellow dress, against a maroon-colored hillside. The drawing looked kind of crude, and the girl seemed very lonely, especially in the context of a Darger-like drawing such as this.

I am on a beach somewhere and grabbing fossils and other unique rocks from off the sand. I find some really great specimens, such as rocks with leave imprints and others with garnet and agate chunks. I'm in a great mood. I eventually fade out of this dream and "wake up" in my bedroom. I feel my body lying on my mattress but I don't open my eyes quite yet. It feels like I'm holding a few rocks in my hands and this really perplexes me. At first I think I'm just imagining the sensation, but I realize I'm not when the feeling of the rocks doesn't fade away. Next, with my eyes still closed, I reason that I must have sleepwalked to my rock collection in the middle of the night, grabbed some rocks, and climbed back into bed with them. But I disregard this theory because I never sleepwalk. I open my eyes and look at the rocks in my hands. One of them is rectangular-shaped and has a layer of garnet, layer of limestone and a layer of darker rock all in one. The other rock is a gray, round fossil with a leaf imprint in it. I realize that these were my specimens from the dream I just had! I am awestruck for several seconds, but I soon reason that I must be dreaming. I look at my hand and see that I have six or seven fingers. I'm in a false awakening! I look around my room and am very impressed with the detail and its accuracy in representing my room in waking life. I jump out of bed and from a distance, I look at my reflection in the mirror. The mirror is projecting a close-up of my face and a view from above me. I walk closer and my face starts to get really fat and disproportionate. I laugh at this. I open my door and right as I step out I wake up for real.

long lucid. Kept seeing dead people and having spooky vibes at my house. I kept waking up and having the same type of dream where Kara and I would see dead people. Eventually I just realized I was dreaming. Started walking around with kara for a while exploring the surroundings and stabilizing. After that I practiced shooting energy balls from my hand. At first it was really slow but eventually it became really strong and had a rainbow glow to it. I tried shooting it out of my hands, but it did not come out and break the wall. I kept trying and only succeeded in creating them. A dream character laughed at me. I decided to just open the door and go outside. It was super super vivid and full of light. I used telekinesis on boulders to blow them up. It started out kind of hard to blow one up. Eventually I was blowing them up as fast as I could point my fingers. Hundreds were blowing up everywhere igniting the sky. I woke up after that. A voice told me "don't move" I listened. He told me to twist my body a certain way and I was back in the dream. I remembered that I wanted to try spinning my staff to see if I could learn any cool moves. I was disappointing because I could barley spin it and it was super bendy and melting. It looked exactly like my light staff. I just walked around the dreamscape for a while. I tried to create a portal like usual, but failed this time. I worried about not remembering all the details and phased out to record the dream.

Notes
Dream


I did a wild tonight. I experienced SP vibrations for the first time and it actually happened. I believe i went straight into lucid dream in my parents house. When i woke up i tried to DEILD back in the dream. While also trying to remember key parts. But i decided to write it down. Waking up makes it hard to remember anything but i've got a good chunk/impression of what happened. Writing this down makes me feel more distanced from the dream itself but i'm very glad i did now.

There where loads of people in the house. All friends from dreamviews (i think, i can't recall this part). I had a little chat with everyone. Conversations where a little rough. Some where even annoyed by me. But that's okay, shit happens.

In the kitchen it was busy, people going about their business and Oneironaut was standing there. He didn't say anything until i started talking. And he was glad i finally acknowledged him and we kept talking. I was having trouble speaking to everyone in the room but not with O. Actually we had a great talk. It was very nice.

I was sitting at a large dinner table with Oneironaut next to me. Or not, There was a couch there from my grandma's house and peope where sitting there. There was this girl eating chips or something. An old friend of mine; Aziez. A very dark and very skinny guy came in from the backdoor. He was acting goofy. Stuffing his mouth full of french fries so that he can then try to eat it and most of it will fall on the floor. Making faces all the while. I laughed very loudly. Everytime i laughed he would look at me and be amused and he would do it again. I told this girl on the chouch that this guy is sooo funny. She smiled at me, she didn't laugh at him but she was amused that i thought it was so funny. Oneironaut was sitting next to me on the dinner table and even thou i wasn't looking at him, i felt his energy. He was a bit annoyed by me thinking it's so funny. He maybe even thought it was a little racist. Even tho it was not. Just plain funny.

I sitting at the dinner table with Oneironaut across me and we where talking face to face. I was talking bout my issues with Oneironaut. I said stuff like, well i am smart and i understand a whole lot of stuff. Very interesting stuff. But i can't share it with anyone because nobody will understand/believe me anyway. I don't know how to formulate things either so usually i end up looking stupid and dumb. But inside i'm not. I only talk with a few people. To the rest of the world i keep my mouth shut. O agreed i'm a pretty smart guy, and he gave me advice. We talked about a lot of things but this is all i remember

He didn't look like he does in the pics i've seen. In fact, he had a fatter face. And his face was old and wrinkled. He had grey spots all over his face. But i knew for sure it was him. When i acknowledged him and shook his hand he said : "Aaaah. He finally recognizes me." Even tho i knew all the time it was him.

At some point a glass vase dropped on the floor. The floor was covered with granules of glass. And i was lying in it. Glass was penetrating into my hands and all over my body. I was frightened. This amount of glass will hurt a lot and maybe even kill you. But i remembered reading someone's dream with something similar. All you have to do is remember it's a dream and that nothing can actually hurt you. I stood up awkwardly and still scared. But it was okay, i wasn't in pain anymore. I walked into the kitchen and this is a point of my dream where i can't remember the transition.

But i was going outside of the house, And i had to be somewhere. (Probably Chicken-Pittza) I knew where but as soon as i was outside and seeing all kinds of people i forgot where to go. But in my defense, the scene was completely out of this world bizzare strange and most of all. INTERESTING. What a giant mystery lol. Walking around in a lucid dream you see people all going about their business. But they are doing the most weird stuff. I was captivated.

Right in front of my parents house there is a broad busy street. There where 3 people. I think 2 guys and 1 girl. One of them was wearing an orange raincoat. They where riding bikes and staring at the same direction. They all pointed there and where amazed by what they saw. I did not care, i was trying to figure out their origin. Are they dreamers? Are they lucid? Why are they riding bikes when this is a dream? I tried telling them ; "Hey guys, this is a dream you don't have to ride bikes you can do whatever you want." "Look at me, i'm flying!"
No success. They where to absorbed in whatever was going on across the street to even notice me.

I was walking/flying/riding a bike and gradually losing lucidity. I watched as people did weird stuff. I passed a van and they where putting stuff in the van. It looked like they where burgling.
A few meters i passed the Phamacist. And there was a crowd of people there. In the middle of the crowd was a beautiful girl wearing a brightly coloured woolen sweater. All the people where trying to touch her and pulling on her clothes and stuff. She looked bored and annoyed but she didn't do anything to stop them.

I witnessed a lot of things and i noticed that, Everything that was happening around me followed some theme. Everything i saw was somehow relative to me, and the thought got confirmed by something that someone said around the corner. But i can't for the life of me remember what it was.

At some point i decided to go flying and i wasn't paying attention to anything anymore. I was just enjoying the thrill of flying around the city when the thought occured that i will probably slip into non-lucidity like this and i might forget all about the dream. I'm not sure how i woke up but i remembered my physical body. At some point i became aware of lying in my bed with my eyes closed. The dream lost it's vividness because of it and i was desperately trying to get back in the dream. (DEILD) While also trying to hold on to the memory of the lucid dream i just had. I kept repeating the words ; Oneironaut, LD, people on the street.

Soon after i was going to have the most intense wake up of my life. I just moved to a new place but i was lying in my bed under the impression that i was in my old room. Actually the furniture was dispositioned and it looked like the room i am in now. But the door was white like my old room. I wasn't quite myself, and i don't remember this. But it seemed like there was some guy standing across my bed. I was still trying to remember the dream repeating those words in my head but for some reason i started screaming. So loud, so real (i have yet to confirm with my fellow house residents if this happened) i screamed : "SHUT THEEE FUCKK UPPP!!!!!!!!!!!"


Then i realized, i just woke up from a FA and i screamed for no reason at all. My dad was downstairs and he heared me scream. He was extremely pissed and i heared him running up the stairs. With loud noise he made his way over to my room. I was frightened.. Paralyzed, frightened. Scared shitless. What was he going to do to me? He might not listen and hear me out that it's a dream punch my face in and maybe even kill me. I was beyond frightened. I tried to scream; Don't hurt me. I was dreaming, i can't help it. But no words came out. I was too paralyzed. All i made was high-pithced noises of fear and helplesness. I was desperate, he was almost in my room.
I wanted to wish the whole scene away. Fuck this, the entire world is a dream i can wake myself from this one even tho it's real life. I tried changing the scene, and the whole scene was shaking. I saw the my old room's white door shaking and just before my dad opened the door all noise stopped.

A white ghost floated through the door. It had white cloth, like in the movies. And i'm not sure if it had a face but it had a cross in the middle of his face. Leaving an impression of an actual person. But definetly a ghost. It moved trough the door and through the bed. Not interacting with anything. At some point i thought it stared at me and it was going to murder me. But it did nothing. It completely ignored me and floated right though my body. I was still paralyzed and frightened. I wished this ghost away aswell. It was probably going to float through the wall and it would be gone. But because i wished it away i stopped seeing it just before it passed trough my face. I was both relieved and disappointed.

I looked around the room, and i noticed i was in my actual room where i really live. People where outside, laughing. I heared people coughing in bed . And maybe they heared me scream and i woke them up. This is the point where i went outside to smoke a cigarette and evaluate what just happened. It was fucking crazy.

Non-Lucid
(Side Notes)
Lucid

(I am just going to post some small fragments from a dream I had last night and the day before.)

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- I was brought to a semi-dumpy psychiatric hospital. I remember screaming and crying because I knew they were going to do experiments on me and use pills isolation to try to alter my mind and personality.

- I was in a medium sized dorm room, except my bed was in a rectangular nook area. I looked to my side and saw a black guy laying in the bed next to me and I remember asking: "They let boys and girls stay in the same rooms together?" then I said how I didn't mean that in some perverted way. He smiled and said yes, then went to sleep.

- I was in a large office. A head psychologist who I'd been fighting with off and on about treatments was talking with me when I guess I collapsed and was coughing up blood and blood was also oozing out of my head. I remember him saying that I had some sort of infection and that the only way to get rid of it was...for him to find a dried up hornets nest, pee on it then shove it in my mouth??? My P.O.V was like I was watching a movie, then switched back to first person view where I noticed the hornets nest in my mouth and yanked it out. I started screaming how he was crazy and I remember (as if I had another body) thinking that he felt horrible about what he was doing and was scared I was going to die.

I don't remember much else from that


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- I was on a plane full of people and someone had a gun. They were going around picking people to shoot off and I eventually got shot int he shoulder ( I think ).


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(From the 16th or 17th, I believe this was...)

- False awakening. I woke up in bed, looked around and came to the conclusion that I was dreaming. I did the "poke finger in hand" RC and it worked. I plugged my nose and I could breathe, so I decided to move onward. I walked through my house and out to the car where I drove into town (which changed to a complete different town) and ended up waking up for real a few moments after.

I was in my room. I sat up in bed and RCed, just to make sure that it was a dream. It was! I tried not to get too excited. My room was dark (since it was nighttime), and I tried to "turn on" the lights. I yelled, "Light!" Didn't work. I closed my eyes, pointed at the light, and said, "Light!" Still didn't work. So I gave up, and walked around in the dark. As I walked down my living room stairs, I saw these weird bomb-omb looking animal things. They were different colors. I assumed that my mom made them.

Where my kitchen was, there was a tropical bar; and in front of that were little pools of clear water, with candles and lily pads and flowers on top of the water. It was pretty. I saw my sister and told her that I was dreaming, but she didn't think anything about it. I walked into the little bar place and tried to summon.. guess who.. Taylor Lautner.

I looked up at him. He was ugly. So I tried again. This time I closed my eyes and thought of his face, then summoned him. He was just a tad cuter this time; but still not good looking. So, I summoned a chocolate bar instead, which kind of looked like Hershey's, but had a yellow wrapper.

I looked at the words and entertained myself by looking back and looking at it again. I eventually ended up throwing the chocolate bar away for some reason Lol. My mom was outside, and she was talking with my friend's Aunt. They looked a ton alike, except she had longer hair than my friend.

I wanted to fly out in the same spot; which I noticed we were on our church's sidewalk. The Aunt stood by me and yelled, "You can do it!" So I ran, closed my eyes, and jumped. I felt gravity flip me over in the air as I hovered. It was awesome. I didn't open my eyes which was a bummer.

Somehow, I had flown back into my own bed. Or transported there. My "dream" bed that is. I looked out my window, to see lights in a circle like fireworks, and I wanted so bad to go out there. I was thinking of breaking through my window, but I got sleepy.. and lost some of my lucidity. I sat there thinking about it and eventually "fell asleep" and found myself awake in my real bed.

Dream - Lucid

One of my cats was sick, though I can't remember which one. She was at the animal hospital, and I was very worried that she wasn't going to make it.

My mom then came in and, without saying much of anything, told me the cat didn't make it. She didn't tell me that she was dead, but that she had herpes on her hypothalamus. I had a feeling she was dead before my mom even told me that though.

I even asked my mom flat out if the cat was dead, and I'm pretty sure she never really answered me.

~

I woke up, and went into the linen closet to get a towel. I put the towel in the bathroom and shut both doors (one that leads to the hall and the other that leads to my room). I looked at the door to my room, and saw the faint glow of my light. I opened the door, and the light was off...weird. I turned the light on. Only one of the 3 lights on my overhead fan came on. I shrugged it off.

I then wondered about the light in my closet, which is always on. I opened the closet door, and the light was off! I said
"I turned this light off?", or something to that effect.
I turned the closet light on.

So I went to sleep with my headphones playing an mp3 of a youtube video they were talking about here. Tonight was my second night trying to lucid dream... Anyway I'm having a dream and I'm pretty sure it took place in my dorm room... There's this guy and girl and they're spinning me around on this... spin-ey thing because one part of outside was night and one part was day and we were looking at it through the windows. Well, I must have gotten frustrated or something because the dream guy goes "are you dreaming?." I then do the holding nose RC, which of course I can breathe through. I then yell "it's a dream!" at that point my dream promptly shatters. So I wake up and find myself in bed listening to the mp3. I take the headphones out but still hear the words from it. I also realize that it's 7 which makes me way late for work. Combine these two things and it's very annoying and I'm frantically run around trying to get the sound to stop and get ready for work. Then I really wake up. >.>

I remember waking up in my bed.I did 2 reality checks and it worked. i knew i was dreaming. I remember trying to go outside. i was at the door and rushing to put my shoes on. i knew that if i didnt hurry up my mom was going to call me. i guess that was mistake number 1. the fact that i considered my dream mom my real mom. so as soon as i grabbed the handle to leave my mom called me. i went to go see what she wanted. mistake number 2. that was the ball buster. thats when i went back to my nd. therefore it didnt really feel like a lucid:(:?

I've been practicing and reading about OBE and Astral Projection for quite a while, and today I had a fake dream about it.:( I thought I was having an OBE because it seems so real but it was a fake dream, again!:lol:

In my first fake OBE I was struggling to leave my body, but I was glued to it. I managed to pull half of my Astral Body out and tried to open my astral eyes but instead my I opened my physical eye and saw through, it was annoying.:P So I closed my eye and memory went to blank. I'm not sure about this one being a fake, I'm just guessing.:?

But about this one, I'm positive that it was fake because I had a paper with some random numbers on it, placed on top of my drawer. I saw the number in dreams then checked against the number in reallity, two weren't same.:panic:

I was practicing on leaving my body, I heard the buzzing noise and it got stronger and stronger, then I felt the vibrations. Then I suddenly found myself above my physical body with eyes closed. I tried to open my astral eyes but again my physical eye got opened, then I close it again. After closing both of my eyes, I tried to open them slowly and it worked, I could see through my astral eyes.:banana:

Then I tried moving my astral hand up in front of my eyes and looked at it, it was pretty normal though a little smaller than my physical hand. Then I remembered that to confirm it's a real Astral Projection (OBE) I had to check the number on top of my closet. Before than I took a look around the room and out of window. I went up and picked (!) the paper on top of the closet and looked at it. I saw the number and I was excited.

Then I went exploring the house again, but my family weren't there. So that's it, then I went back to my body and woke up only to find out it was just a fake dream.:(

Non-Dream Dream Lucid

DREAM ONE
I was at school and I was in class, I stepped out to use the restroom. The dream skips and I walk back into the hallway and class was over. I looked at the time and it was 9:03 P.M. Scool was over 6 hours ago! I freaked out and ran to the front doors, cars were still picking up kids and I walked outside and saw my dad drive around and he drove up on the side walk and almost crashed into the school. I stared at the car for a few seconds and then the dream stopped.
DREAM TWO
I was riding in a car down a road surrounded by trees and I did the nose plug reality check and realized I was dreaming, I rubbed my hands (which was a new experience for me) in an attempt to stabilize but the dream disappeared and it everything went black. I went with the flow and opened my eyes. I was in a school hallway and did a reality check and verified I was dreaming. The dream yet again went black and when I opened my eyes I was in the same car, on the same road and doing the same thing as the first FA. And of course the dream went black and when I opened my eyes I was in my room, but I was so tired even after I did the reality check I didn’t want to do anything but sleep. So I closed my eyes, then I opened them again and found that I was on the road in the car AGAIN, I did a reality check and validated it was a dream. I quickly got out of the car in fear of the dream faded and closed my eyes to teleport; I imagined a city, when I opened them I was looking down on a small portion of a city from about 300 feet up. I could see a large body of water hugging the city through the darkness of the night. Apartment and business buildings were everywhere. In the middle of my view was a 50ft lamp pole lighting up a four lane street. Then I teleported to the ground and into a bar, I see two men just standing around and hanging out. I wanted to get a task done so I approach one and start delivering punishing blows to his face and abdomen, followed by a finishing kick to the stomach, and he hit the ground. I did the same thing to the other guy. I casually left the bar and walked along the sidewalk next to the bar and saw a little shop/bistro thing. I walked inside and approached the empty reception counter. I reached into my back pocket and grabbed a red pill out. It was a magical pill that would allow me to use powers in case I needed to. I popped it into my mouth. It had that nasty plastic taste, so I imagine the flavor as watermelon, and it became watermelon which allowed it to go down easier. I walked over to a table where the clerk was standing. I decided to give him money for what happened to the people in the bar. I reached back into my back pocket again for some cash but instead just felt two other magic pills. I looked up and saw he was waiting for something. So I imagined a suitcase filled with a million dollars in my hand. When I looked down, I saw a black suitcase, no bigger than a laptop and no thicker that a shoebox cradled between my arm and side. I grabbed it and plopped it down on the table, filled with a million dollars. The man was ecstatic about it. I walked out and teleported to my school, I was facing some doors that lead outside. I was about 15 feet away and I wanted to summon my dream airship I have been creating in waking life, I imagined that and walked outside, but I got a surprise. I looked up and an airship was floating down against the blue sky. It almost silently landed on the road next to the school; you could hear the propeller lightly rotating. Everybody was amazed because it was unmanned. I was so fascinated by what I had summoned. It was only fit for one person to ride in , It had a “T” shape, with the cockpit in the front, decorative balloons stretched out from each side like wings, and a large fin used for steering. At the end of the fin was a small propeller. It was a neat little device but I teleported back to the city. I say the open doorway of the shop which was showing a re-run of what I was previously doing in there, I walked in and the “past me” ran past me, bumping into me before heading out the door. I looked over at some counters and saw a blender, perfect to make a smoothie. I turned it on and it buzzed to life, but it was making cotton candy. I asked myself “Why the heck is this not making me my smoothie?!?!?!?” So I inspected it and upon further inspection it was on cotton candy mode, I picked it up and flipped the switch and it turned to smoothie mode. It already had ice, so I added bananas and strawberries and before I could turn it on I had to get the lid. The room was filled to my chest in water. I was holding the machine up and I saw the lid floating in the water, I tried to walk forward but I couldn’t, there was too much water, annoyed I used telekinesis to bring it towards me. When I put the lid on and turned it on all the water dried up and disappeared. Within a second the smoothie was done. It had the consistency of yogurt though. Still holding the thing I want into a line of my peers and asked if they wanted any of my smoothie. They replied no. I shrugged, and, not finding any cups around, I just drank out of the blender. It tasted like strawberry at first, then banana, I didn’t really care for the taste though so I tossed it aside and went towards a wall and ripped a rectangular hole in it. There were two hobos in a room sitting next to one of those barrels with fires in them. I didn’t much care for them so I tore another hole through the next wall and found a tiny office room filled with shotguns, I realized I had stepped into the wrong room because people spotted me, I quickly picked up a shotgun, but it had no ammo. A man burst through the doorway chasing after me. When I got back inside the store he took shots at me, but instead of me getting buck shots embedded inside me, they fell to the ground and started making weird noises. I asked him “Why are they doing that?” I laughed and then I woke up for real.

I am sitting off to the side of a dirt road, a man whom I know is a dream character passes me with a glazed look in his eyes. I stand up and begin walking down the dirt road, contemplating the purpose of dream characters. I chuckle to myself, realizing how funny it is to be thinking about the nature of dream characters while inside of a dream, or at least how funny it seems funny to me.

I continue walking and thinking, I am in an almost trance like state, lost in my thoughts. I stop and look around me, I smile and take the scene in. everything is brown, there is a dead tree off to my left, beyond that, a field of emptiness. far out in front of me to my right, there is a bridge, again, brown in color. somehow the desolation is calming to me, but there is something missing... slightly bored, I call out, "Are there any non Dream character entities around!?" a few moments of silence, then I hear a faint, "Yeah" from the direction of the bridge. I begin walking.

The dream skips to me in front of the bridge, then I use a small amount of power to speed or warp (not sure which one) to the source of the voice, the center of the bridge, when I reach it, my trance is broken, I feel my stomach drop.

The voice had come from E, a kid who drops by my house unannounced, and stays there until he gets bored, I don't particularly like him. I tell E that he needs to stop showing up to my house unannounced, because I don't particularly like him.

False awakening.

I meet E, tell him the same thing.

False awakening.

I am in a replica of my house, at the time, I thought I woke up. E shows up, my dad answers the door. I go down the stairs and repeat my message one final time before I wake up for real.