false awakening

I was in my friend's house in Indiana, but my girlfriend was there with me. We went go-karting, but at some point we ended back up at my house. A while later, the scene shifted, and I was on my laptop in my living room, talking to my mom. Something about my laptop felt weird. The monitor part felt like it was made of jell-o. I thought to myself, "that's not right... it should be much firmer than that." So I pinched myself, and it didn't hurt. I told my mom, "This is a dream." And she asked me, "Well how do you know?"

We had talked about lucid dreams the night before, so I told her to look at the clouds, and how they were abnormal. There was a layer of dark clouds lower to the ground, making a weird pattern in the sky. Above them was a layer of white, puffy clouds. The clouds all seemed to blend together with the ground in the horizon, which was strange. I told her all of this, and tried to teleport myself to another location. I woke up. I pinched myself again, and it still didn't hurt, so I thought it must be a false awakening. Unfortunately, after that, I woke up for real.

April 5th, 2011

I'm riding on the bus. It's some sort of field trip with my teacher. We seem to be driving around some fancy-ish neighborhood. It's cloudy. The next parts are all blurred together. I might be getting off the bus, but there's some sort of false awakening (maybe?). Throughout the whole dream I'm listening to some recordings (podcasts?) on my Ipod from Itunes. I'm in my bed. The recordings ore weird. One mentioned something about LSD (I think the recording was telling someone to do marijuana or LSD) and I became really scared. I'm still in my room with my lamp on. I'm listening to some more recordings. One was quiet, but I didn't notice it at first because I'm still on the bus (or with my teacher). The other recordings are about people doing meditation and yoga and stuff. after a while of this blurriness, I drop something on the floor, It goes BOOM and my sister comes in to ask if I'm okay, to which I reply, "yes."

Notes...

It was blurry because it kept switching scenes from my room to the bus. The whole dream was very unstable.

When I was in my room, it seemed very normal, but I was scared throughout the whole dream (because of the mention of marijuana).

When the recording mentioned LSD or Marijuana, it was a mans voice. There was either 1) a man talking to a girl about yoga and meditation and told her to try marijuana and she said something indicating that was a good idea or 2) the girl wasn't in the recording, but the man was talking to her, and i don't know where she was. To some extent, she was part of the recording.

As part of the blurriness, I kept seeing my teacher standing at the front of the bus.

One of the places the bus was for a couple of seconds looked familiar. Actually, everywhere looked familiar. i think the bus turned off some busy street, drove through the fancy neighborhood, and passed a grocery store (?).

It stated out non lucid, and I was staying with my friend who has an apartment in Vancouver. I was showering there, after my shower I went down the elevator and found myself on the field of my old elementary school. I was talking to a friend from highschool. And when i finished talking to her I said I had to get back to the apartment. And by this time I realised i was at the elementary school, and was like WTF?? And i got really pissed and fell to the ground and started punching it. And then went wait, I must be dreaming. Plugged my nose for reality check, yes lucid, I quickly got up of the ground and just sprinted off onto the road, jumped up and had flight, flew all the way to the post office ans dtopped, and turned down another road. At the end of the road i tired pulling an IPod or IPhone out of my pocket with expectation, but instead got candy wrappers (problem was i hesitated which one). I again tried it when i found two changing screens. The lucid ended with a non lucid false awakening, where i went on DV and told the IRC about it. OldSparta didn't believe me .

It always catches me so off guard.
In the dream I wake up to check on a construction worker. He is on the roof taking it apart. I watch him for a few minutes. I ask him to come down and suddenly he is naked and drying himself with a towel as if he had finished taking a shower. He talks to me about some gardening work and then the scene ends.

I'm in the kitchen and the there is an old woman on the floor. She is asking for help to get up. I grab her hands and I try to lift her up.

I wake up to real life...

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I was in line at some kind of a restaurant. I never actually saw the restaurant, but I was in line to eat. I think it was a buffet style. Lots of people were in line. It was like everyone was arriving at some kind of an event.

I was self conscious in spandex shorts, but I was OK with it. I finally saw a few faces in a dream.

I spoke with a black guy in front of me who said he was 6' 3" tall. He would have been 6' 5" or 6' 6" in waking life. I couldn't believe it because I am 6'2 or so in waking life, maybe a little taller, so this guy made me feel like cheating the half inch and saying I'm 6' 3" was wa-a-y the wrong way to fudge; furthermore, his friend was a good 3-5" taller than him, but in my dream he was only an inch taller than the guy I was talking to.

I looked up and recognized the planetarium ceiling. It was very active. There were clouds and stars. Often, several shooting stars would go by at the same time, and there were several periods where there was no break between shooting stars. Sometimes only one at a time would pass, and sometimes there were none.

Once when there were no shooting stars going by, I remember saying, "Wait for it...Wait for it!" and someone else in the crowd was saying it at the exact same time. When the next shooting star went by, everyone cheered. The was much to do about the shooting stars from then on which I was glad about because I had dream memory that typically nobody noticed the ceiling.

I looked over at the wall and saw a movie of some sort with Muppet type things. They were acting crazy. I think it had to do with the excitement of the stars and a further projection of my sleeping emotion. It was a silly continuation of the excitement.

Dream skip

I was walking outside and saw a picture of a sun. It was a small, yellow circle on two stick legs. The legs were bent, knees facing outward, with lines for feet. I didn't hear it, and didn't see words written as one would expect to find on a cartoon, but it said, "This is harder than Voltaire...and Voltaire was really, really hard!"

False awakening

I was talking to a dream friend in his apartment. He made a green tea, but he didn't make me a cup. I remembered in waking life once when I hadn't made my wife a tea and thought how I would never do that again. In waking life we argued about that once.

The guy started talking to me about her and how he thought it was OK that I didn't make her the tea. He rationalized it but i didn't hear him well, so I asked him to repeat what he said. I explained I just didn't hear him well. Instead, I rephrased his comment for him--"You would do the same thing to kind of...keep her in her place?" and asked if I understood correctly. He said I did. He was a chauvinist.

He started asking me about my wife making negative insinuations. I started writing down my dream about the sun claiming responsibility for Voltaire so I wouldn't forget it.

I woke up and decided to get up, make some tea, and journal.

I took Spirulina and a B-Complex before bed.

I stood in the loungeroom counting my fingers. "1, 2, 3...4 ...5... i think? 1, 2, 3.. gah this is hard! Wait - what if i'm dreaming?" my inner monologue rattled off

I nose RC, whoa! I am! I stabilise, grabbing the wall and rubbing my hands all over it, feeling the orange peel paint texture under my hands. I look around at the loungeroom, trying to understand what's off about it. I immediately notice the books, piles of them stacked to the roof of a plethora of colours. It was messy, but kind of artistic and pretty, in a sense. I walked over to the window and looked out at the sunshine, focussing on my hearing, something I'd never done before in a lucid. I noticed the chirping of birds outside, coming in through the front door. I put my awareness into the sense of touch, and felt the weight of the clothes on my body.

I turn around and walk out into the kitchen, observing how realistic this dream is - I didn't have a hint of my usual top-heavy feeling, I was very stable and anchored to my dream body. I looked at the counter and saw a glass, it was somewhat dirty but I figured I'd use it anyway. Instead of picking it up, I simply made another one appear in my hand. I thought about opening the fridge to get a drink when I realised - Why bother?

I focused my intent on a drink, and found my glass half full with red, bubbly creaming soda. I took a sip - it tasted great! I thought for a moment, I should focus on my sense of taste! I increased my awareness to my mouth and changed the flavour, it became an incredibly strong, creamy malt flavour! Damn! I put the glass down and pondered what to do. I looked out into the back room and saw some sort of boxes, it wasn't my usual back room. I walked out to take a closer look, and the dream faded almost instantly.

I woke up, and went to write in my DJ. I took it out into the family room, it was day time. I open it up and put it down on a table. It was one of my old ones, with all sorts of ruled margins and drawings of strange monsters in it. The handwriting was really fancy. "Wow I wrote so much neater when I was younger." I struggled to find a spot to start writing my dreams, and kept flipping pages - until I woke up. Should have RC'd as I woke, to avoid the false awakening.

Throughout this dream I was in a very different state of mind - my consciousness and thoughts felt as though they were those of myself, but from 4-5 years ago, when I was first into LDing. This matches the dream journal that I recognised as my old one, though it was a false memory. I had another couple of dreams after this where I felt the same way, but they have since shifted back to normal

Doctor Who

I had a false awakening but its not clear what happened.

About to go to sleep.. hoping for a lucid dream. Hoping to dream of my childhood dog, though I am a bit scared. I have about 6 hours to sleep. Wish me luck!

I was in some alright but kinda Gothic place, with really old stone walls, and somehow, I figured I was in a dream, so I remembered that if you close your eyes and spin around, you will end up in whatever place you think about, so I kinda did that, but it only half worked, and I could kinda see a nice, but kinda dark (almost half formed) beach, but then I tried again, and was in some cool new place, where there was a bit of a party going on, or just some kind of gathering, and the same Gothic stone walls. I got bored of that pretty soon, and was about to do something else, when I woke up in my bed, but then I realized that my bedroom wasn't set out like that, and I didn't have damn STONE WALLS! And just as my mind began to think of sick movies where people have false awakenings and then get slaughtered horrifically; dramatic horror movie music began to play, so I closed my eyes and teleported the hell out of there. Arriving elsewhere, (still with the Gothic walls, but now out of a window, I can see some slightly middle-eastern architecture) I'm talking to this dude, and I question him about some bible verse (john, 6:20) spray painted on some mosque looking building, outlining the irony therein, and he is dismissive (oh, and by the way, this dude looks like ‘Dude’ ‘The Big Lebowski’) and so I'm like: "haha, dude are you my dream guide" (with extreme sarcasm) and then he laughs heaps hard with me. Then I hear my mother stomping down the hall to the bathroom, and she wakes me up.

Oddly enough, the bible verse john 6:20 does exist, but has no real relevance or bearing on my life, or dream whatsoever.

1) Driving with my dad and sister. At night, and a man in black is in the middle of the street. We pass him, and my dad says "He's following us!" I lock my door and seal the window. We arrive at a house, my grandmother's maybe... Desserts. Two thugs arrive, I grab a lamp, and start hitting them. My movement is sluggish, and moving too far will make we wake up, I believe.

7:16-7:28
2) LUCID. In a field, Michael is there, and there is a crowd. I grab and smash a soft rock. Pick up a red crystal that has a sharp edge, grab him, and ask, "My body, my mind, and my choice, right?" "Your mind, your body, but not exactly your choice." I enter a staircase and let him go.

3) FA. My clock says two, making me late for school. (while it is summer, apparently...)

4) At the bottom it opens into "my school". An effeminate teacher accidentally hits me in the head with an advertisement, apologizes. I arrive at a office with two women. They talk to me a little, and one tells me unplugging something would be my payment. I "remember" I'm late in waking, and jump up to fly into the sun.

5) FA. Clock is reset, and it's dark out still. I jump out of bed and head outside my room to look at the TV clock, but it is off. Power black out.

7/25/11

FA/DEILD

I had around 5 or 6 LDs separated by FAs with DEILD attempts. They were pretty sexual at first and then moved into experimenting with methods of dream control. This was the first time I tried to use the "operator" matrix technique for control and it failed.

The night started with a non-lucid where I was trying to masturbate. I had the ingenious idea to try and have sex with a tissue box because the top was a soft hole. haha. Then it moved to me in a friend's car trying to finish. I had to wait for SC in the drivers seat of the SUV and eventually his dad interrupted me (although it was really BGs dad).

In the next dream I became lucid in Amsterdam. I went into this sex shop where I saw Mattie working there. I go up and start talking and it quickly moves onto frisking. We continue talking during this process and work our way downstairs. I am rubbing my hands together to maintain the dream. It looks the basement of the Bulldog coffee shop with more places to sit. There were large brown automens where people were supposed to have sex on. There scattered people around so we go to the back. We start taking off our clothes and I must have gotten distracted for a second because I look back and she has short curly jew guy hair and is no longer attractive. She said she got a new hair cut and it was a deal breaker for me. So I head back upstairs.

Upstairs I found that the place was also part grocery store. I was walking down the frozen food isle and I found a hot blonde. We start fondling for a bit and then I decide to do something better with my LD.

I walk out front and look for a sweet car to drive in. I see a BMW and got in. The pedals were very close together. For some reason I put 1 foot on each pedal and it was uncomfortable. The pedals were so close my ankles had to touch. I start driving down the streets of Amsterdam (thankfully with no bicyclists on the road). I am going really fast and can swerve between cars. I found out I can push one of the pedals to the side to make it at a normal distance. Eventually I see a yellow race car parked on the side of the road. It looked like a lean formula 1 car and had a huge fin sticking up in the back. The drivers seat was exposed and there was a girl in it. I couldnt resist the upgrade. I walk over and get the girl out of the car. She said it was a bad idea. I get in and the pedals are close again. Then I look forward and there is no steering wheel, just 2 levers. And even worse, the levers are way out of my reach. I am pissed the girl was right and I lose the dream soon after.


I re enter a dream looking at a TV with a bulls highlight on it. I think if I focus long enough eventually I can make it into a dream. It has an inbound play from the corner. Noah takes the ball and hits it off Shaqs head and he runs the baseline (the ball was already inbounded). He finishes and I think it was a sweet move. Suddenly I am down with some team groupies I guess. It has a girl that I start getting hot and heavy with. Eventually I leaver her to do other things.

I try to find a safe somewhere to see what is inside. I was hoping it would be some deep secret like inception. I look for awhile and KK (not roommate) tries to stop me. I start running and putting my finger to my ear. I try to call the operator and ask for some abilities. I can only faintly hear my mom's voice talking about me being still asleep. I figure that I hear her speaking next to my sleeping body (despite me not living at my parents house). I lose the dream on the run.


I become lucid outside of some nice looking campus building. It is large and there are tall trees outside. I am with my mom and tell her that we are dreaming. She says something like, "so i can fly?" I was like sure and tried to show her. I end up only jumping like 5 ft. I retry and then just try to float. I tell her to pretend to be a piece of paper in the wind. I can feel the breeze pick me and gently toss me around. I have no control and am rolling over but still floating.

I think a different dream starts and I am running around my old house trying to find a token that I can say is magic and give me powers. I decide to ground myself by licking the fridge and it tasked....like a fridge. I open it and taste some pink lemonade. It tasted fruity but not the right kind of fruit. I never find the token and make my way to the living room. I decide to call for my dream guide so he can maybe help get some powers. I see an aura of light by the TV. I say, "my dreamguide!" and as something starts to appear there I hear my mom yell at me. She was standing right behind me with my brother who was sitting on the couch. It was so loud my stomach felt like it dropped out. I then wake up.

shit. =) I'm so excited, I just had several lucids and false awakenings within a two hour period! I guess MILD really does work, two a few days of it! Too much happened in the dreams, but this was the most LUCID I've ever been. I finally could clear my vision and really communicate with the people in my dreams, even though none of them seemed interested in talking to me =(

I'll give you the highlights! My favorite part was me and a couple of friends were in an apartment building going UP and the elevator was tuggin along slowly and we were all looking at eachother wondering if it was about to give out. Sure enough, it started falling slowly at first back down, I told them not to move too much and as we neared the bottom, or after so much suspense, I was like WAIT A MINUTE. I put my hand out flat in front of me and willed the elevator to stop. It stopped and then I started pushing us up towards the top, but I told them to crawl out this window real quick just in case.

Another part I'm at my house and a bunch of family is coming over. I knew I was dreaming when my uncle showed up, cause he would NEVER come here, I doubt it anyway. He walked to the door and handed me two bags of trash that have been sitting on our porch for a day. (No, really, it's our trailer trash... =/) Anyway, I rolled my eyes and noticed it was all wet outside, I grabbed the trash and said "I was JUST getting ready to take this out." I go out of the house and sit down by a puddle of water. Just enjoying the lucidity. Looking around. Unfortunately I can't remember what I saw. Anyway, a lot of things happened, but I'm gonna quit right here. Just saying MILD was a SUCCESS.

I was recording the last 2 dreams in this journal, in a dream journal, in my dream. While i was doing this, i was reliving the dreams, talk about deja vu O_O

I was flying oin top of a windy field in a very non-vivid dream. The grass was swaying to the wind and the skies were VERY gray. I YELLED 'I'm DREA-'' and ''I NEED TO REALITY CHE'' with the last syllable of each word getting cut off. Soon i lost lucidity. (I'm not even sure i got it in the first place).

Soon i woke up in a False Awakening. There was thunder out my windows as loud as..... VERY LOUD!

Soon i woke up and there was thunder outside my window O_O