false awakening

12.07.2010

New family member! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was a pretty awesome night. My old record of dream recalled in a single night was 8, I rose that up to 11 Only one of this was a fragment. Three of these were lucid and on one of them I completed one of the Tasks of the Year.
Eleventh of the night:

I adopted a cat somewhere. It was brown and very furry. I was wondering the age of the animal. The adoption process when very fast.
I arrived home and no one was there. I though in saying to my wife that the new cat was her birthday present.

I introduced this cat to my two cats. I had the water spray in my hand and the cats were sniffing each other. I also had two dogs that appeared to like the new cat. The new cat opened his jaws and tried to bite one of my cats. I shot water on him. The jaws were very big and sounded metallic when they closed.

I had a made up family who was sitting in the couch. We had a small glass table in the middle of the living room. These people were very rude with me, but they were petting the new cat. One lady dropped a whole box of Lucky Charms cereals and only picked up the marshmallows. She complained that she did not lemon ones. I though it would be nasty if the lemon flavor was within the Lucky Charms Cereals. She started to pick up the marshmallows and eated them one by one.

Missed Dream Signs:
- The False Awakening.
- The two cats and two dogs.
- The dogs (in waking I have no dogs)
- The jaws of the new cat.
- The fake family..

What I would have done if lucid:
- Find more about myself talking with the DCs.

12.07.2010

I beat Neil Armstrong (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was a pretty awesome night. My old record of dream recalled in a single night was 8, I rose that up to 11 Only one of this was a fragment. Three of these were lucid and on one of them I completed one of the Tasks of the Year.
Tenth of the night:

I tried to DEILD from the previous dream, but I moved in bed a little bit.

I was at home, I had a false awakening in my bed but my wife was awake. It was 7am time to wake up but I told her I was going back to bed. I went to the table were I write my dreams down. I started to write one and a friend plus my wife appeared.
My friend took of his shirt and he had a tattoo in his chest exactly the same than mine. Then, suddenly his tattoo changed into a different one, but with the same black and red colors. I found it odd and I realized a reality check.

I look at my hands and I had a lot of fingers so I became lucid. I said, "Ha! I knew it. That tat is not right. I am lucid, this is a dream." I took my blue backpack were I have my cards and left. I flew away and saw the moon up in the sky:







I gained some height and used my backpack as a jet pack. First I flew straight up and then straight. It was hard to fly with the jetpack. I almost hit a building. My backpack ran out of gas so I threw it away and kept flying on my own. I saw the moon and the dream started to fade. I spun and recovered the dream. Slowly the imagenery was back. I was getting out of the Earth and a voice said, "I know what you want. You want to go to Space." As I was exiting the Earth, instead of the moon, I saw another Earth. I though, "Not the Earth, I need the Moon!!!" The voice sounded again, "I know what you want. You want to see the Earth from a balcony at the moon." I was annoyed about that voice messing up. I saw myself approaching at the moon. I saw an odd building. The dream started to fade, so I had to recover it again.

I was inside a building. Everything was metallic and I saw flashes of light. I was like in a very old school first person shooting game, but I had no gun. I heard a lot of loud and annoying noises:







I saw red and blue arrows. Every few seconds, a hatchet with a blue arrow would close. I realized I was in a maze and I had to run to exit throughout the blue arrows. I suddenly saw armed soldiers, but they ignored me. I walked through them. I finally exited and I had a perfect vision on the moon. The voice said, "Oh. Now I know!" I saw a ship trying to land. It was Neil Armstrong!







I flew close to him and placed a flag with my own symbol. He was surprised when he saw me and he said, "You beat me here! How?" I laughed again and hit him softly in one of his shoulders. Then I forced myself to wake up. I knew I chained three lucids and I was entering the dangerous zone for recall. I woke up.

I want to know this is the first time I have a ToTY or ToTM completed without a FA after the lucid!

Missed Dream Signs:
- The False Awakening.

Dream Sign Noticed:
- The changeling tattoo.

Reality Check Performed:
- Hand Check.

12.07.2010

Highway to lucidity. (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was a pretty awesome night. My old record of dream recalled in a single night was 8, I rose that up to 11 Only one of this was a fragment. Three of these were lucid and on one of them I completed one of the Tasks of the Year.
Ninth of the night:

I had a False Awakening in my room and I realized the DEILD worked great. A split second later, I lost lucidity. I had to drive somewhere and I was late. I could not see properly. I headed to the the freeway and I took Northbound. I was going to pick up my wife at work. The vision was terrible. The freeway was a lot different than it is for real and I found that odd. Suddenly, I hit a dead end in the freeway and I see my car flying to the pit. "This is not possible!", I said to myself. I affirmed I was dreaming and I jumped off the car and started to fly. I saw my car crush in the ground while I was levitating in the middle of a forest. I woke up"

Missed Dream Signs:
- None.

Dream Sign Noticed:
- A lane in the freeway ending into a pit.

Reality Check Performed:
- None. lucidity triggered.

12.07.2010

I can't reach the Roman Age! (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was a pretty awesome night. My old record of dream recalled in a single night was 8, I rose that up to 11 Only one of this was a fragment. Three of these were lucid and on one of them I completed one of the Tasks of the Year.
Eighth of the night:

I had a False Awakening in my room and I went to my regular table to write down my dreams.
My wife shout from bed, "That was so fun!" The sudden shout scared me and while I was trying to retain the dream in my mind, I asked her what was going on. She told me she had a very funny dream. She said, "I was selling a very unhealthy food in the middle of the freeway and several people bought from me. Suddenly, the scenery changed and I was next to a freeway. It was very cloudy and about to rain. The freeway was completely empty.

I found it very weird so I decided to jump. The gravity was weird so I ensured I was indeed in a dream. Eastbound was still empty, but I saw several cars coming from Westbound. I started to fly to get away from there and I remembered the ToTY. I decided to give another shot to the Gladiators. There was a DC that was like a shaman so I asked for help. This usually helps me. I asked her if she could help me to open a portal to the Roman Age. I saw a big iron borderpost. I told her, "I will fly high and you open the portal on the top of the borderpost. Then I will go through it!" I flew and started to fly towards the borderpost but no portal appeared.

We completed various attempts without success. The magician suggested me to use a special ointment to open the portal. She told me that I would need lily flower's oil and olive oil. I summoned the lilies, then I tried to summon a bottle of Rotture Di Oro Olive Oil, however, I failed to conjure it.

I though, "That's it. Stupid gladiators. I will focus on other task and will leave this one for later." I saw the moon and I said, "Perfect" I started to fly to the moon and the dream faded. I had time to remember myself to DEILD.

Missed Dream Signs:
- The False Awakening.

Dream Sign Noticed:
- An empty freeway.

Reality Check Performed:
- Gravity test.

12.07.2010

Wife screws my lucid! (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was a pretty awesome night. My old record of dream recalled in a single night was 8, I rose that up to 11. Only one of this was a fragment. Three of these were lucid and on one of them I completed one of the Tasks of the Year.
Seventh of the night:

I had a False Awakening in my room. It was early still but my wife was already awake. I asked her to come back to bed, but she replied she needed to iron. I got mad and told her, "This is the best time for me to become lucid, come on, you want to meet our personal goals, right? I need to become lucid to do that!!! You are going to screw it all up. If you want to archive the plans, I need to be lucid and/or astral project" Lucidity still firing up, but not just yet! (next dream) I looked for another room. I saw my parents room. My mom was not in there. The room was a very huge room with the lights on and classic music going on. They had a black sound system. My dad (nice dad) was lying in bed. The bed was twice the size of a King. I realized they needed loud music to sleep and I could not sleep with such noise.

Missed Dream Signs:
- False Awakening.
- Talking about lucidity with my wife.
- Meeting with my parents (they are 12000 miles from home)
- The ridiculous size of their bed.

What I would have done if lucid:
- Talk with DC to find out more about myself.

12.07.2010

Ignored Mantra (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was a pretty awesome night. My old record of dream recalled in a single night was 8, I rose that up to 11. Only one of this was a fragment. Three of these were lucid and on one of them I completed one of the Tasks of the Year.
Fifth of the night:

I had various False Awakenings. I started to write down something in my journal. I was repeating a mantra within the dream about awakening within the dream and remembering a scenery. Lucidity igniting more, but not in this dream yet. I tried to avoid about thinking in other stuff and only focus on my mantras.
While lying down in bed, I felt I was imaging myself writing down a dream seating being my regular table. I was writing them down in my journal.

Missed Dream Signs:
- The FA in my room.
- Not realizing the mantra was said within the dream.
- My dream journal.

What I would have done if lucid:
- End the dream while telling myself to DEILD. The dream quality was low so I would "reset" it.

12.07.2010

Chef's vacation (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was a pretty awesome night. My old record of dream recalled in a single night was 8, I rose that up to 11. Only one of this was a fragment. Three of these were lucid and on one of them I completed one of the Tasks of the Year.
Fourth of the night:

I had a false awakening in my room. I was lying on my back and I felt that I almost fell from bed. I woke up and something scared me. I made noise due the scare, but my wife did not wake up. I was planning to attempt to Astral Project.

In this dream, I was writing down a dream in my journal. Basically, the imagery of this dream was me behind my journal and at the same time, I was able to view the dream I was writing down.
I picked up the Chef somewhere in the country. We were going to meet for a week.
I drew something in my journal, which represented the place where I was going to pick up the chef. I drew it for real too:







I was upset about some banners that were at this location. I remember that this place had a room where there was a small lake with a lot of trees and a small rock.
The cheff met with two guys, I realized that the "two" was a dream sign and I noted it as a side note of a missing dream sign. But did not turn lucid for real... here is where my lucidity starts to ignite for the night.
I wrote down more stuff and I woke for real.

Missed Dream Signs:
- The FA in my room.
- My dream journal.
- The two guys plus realized I missed that dream sign within the dream.
- The drawing was made too good over my general abilities.

What I would have done if lucid:
- Head for a Task of the Year.

12.07.2010

Attempting to write down a dream. (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was a pretty awesome night. My old record of dream recalled in a single night was 8, I rose that up to 11. Only one of this was a fragment. Three of these were lucid and on one of them I completed one of the Tasks of the Year.
Third of the night:

I had a FA in my room. I went to the table in the kitchen to write down my previous dream. My wife just went to the restroom. I went to a different kitchen than waking and I wrote down my dream in a small odd white laptop that was inside a shelf. While I was typing in the dream, i realized I could not take it from the computer, so I closed it and grabbed my paper journal.
I was planning to eat an Oreo when I was done. I tried to walk to the table where I usually write down my dreams, but I could almost not see. My wife had to hold me because I was falling asleep.
She helped me to sit down in my regular chair, but I could not write the dream because I had no vision. I ignored that and I started to write down a dream.

Missed Dream Signs:
- The FA in my room.
- The computer inside a shelf.
- An unknowk kitchen.
- My dream journal.

What I would have done if lucid:
- Probably head for one of the short ToTY. The dream was not very vivid.

12.07.2010

World Cup - Final Match (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was a pretty awesome night. My old record of dream recalled in a single night was 8, I rose that up to 11. Only one of this was a fragment. Three of these were lucid and on one of them I completed one of the Tasks of the Year.
First of the night:

I was going to the Pata Negra store, as I had to work. It was day and the Final Match was going to take place to decide the World Champion. As I arrived, it was full of people. I was alone at the store, however, I was happy because I knew I could close up the store and go see the match.
I went to the office and they quoted me a time about when the game was going to start so I could close.
I got back to the store and I was waiting until the quoted time so I could close it up.
The time arrived, I closed the store and went to the restaurant, however, no one was there.
Someone guessed the result of the match.
I had a FA in my room. I was talking with someone about what happened with the match. I started to write down the dream and I woke up.

Missed Dream Signs:
- The oddity of going back and finding no one at the restaurant.
- The FA. I have plenty, so it's one of my dream signs.
- My own dream journal appears on several of my dreams as well.

What I would have done if lucid:
- Probably I would talk with a DC in the dream to find more about myself.
- I would started to DEILD in the dream to start the next one fully lucid.

16.02.2010

From A to B, Not Quite (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I got some serious auditory hallucinations this time. I thought about how somebody on the forums had turned this into music, and right out of the blue, I heard the opening notes of Bryan Adams' Summer of '69. I almost laughed and ruined it because I was so surprised at its authenticity! It sounded exactly like the real song, in mp3 quality as if I was wearing earphones listening to it. I focused on all the different parts of the track, the drums, guitar, voice, it was all there. I just let it play out. Near the end of the song, I moved my arms to a more comfortable position, because I felt sure it wouldn't stop the song, which it didn't. Although, thinking about it now, I could have just moved my "dream arms" rather than my actual arms. I suppose if I was getting auditory hallucinations like that I would have had to be in sleep paralysis, so I couldn't have actually moved... I think.

I didn't try to control where I went next, and for some reason I ended up in the Halo 3 multiplayer map, "Sandtrap". I did a quick hand-RC, then wondered what I should do. There wouldn't be much for a lucid dreamer to do in Sandtrap, and I even considered "WILDing" my way out of it- lying down in the sand and thinking about somewhere else. I was afraid this might wake me up, so I thought about other methods. I looked around, and saw a busted-up Banshee. (Flying attack vehicle) It looked like it was still in working order- in the game they fly fine unless completely destroyed, so I got into it. For some reason, I didn't lie prone as one is supposed to do inside a Banshee, but sat as if in a seat, controlling the flight with an xbox controller which happened to be inside, ready for me.


A Banshee on Sandtrap

I took off into the air, and saw the outline of some buildings at the edge of the map. I thought it looked rather like the houses at the side of a main road I knew, near my house. I thought it would be fun to fly a Banshee home, so I went in that direction. It didn't fly very well. I was constantly boosting to keep it in the air, and it couldn't manage to go very high. I just about made it onto the flat roof of one of the houses, then it gave out completely. I jumped out and let it skid off the rooftop onto the road below. I could see Belfast Lough from the roof, and I was afraid to jump down because it was so high. I may have been losing lucidity here. I walked along the roofs of the row of houses, and found a fire escape at the end. By now, I was so preoccupied with getting down I'd forgotten I was dreaming. I headed towards my house on foot, but then remembered I had left my key in a bank beside those houses. I walked all the way back and had to wait for ages to talk to somebody in the bank. However, they did give me a tall glass of beer while I waited.

08.02.2010

Gladiatores Pugnant! (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This one was actually made up of the initial WILD, then countless DEILDs, but for the sake of neatness I'll keep them all in the same entry.

I was sleepy this morning, so I tried to WILD. I lay on my back for, I'd say, 25 minutes before switching to my right side. It was only about 5 more minutes after that before I got into a dream.

I had a FA in my old house. It was a sunny day, and the curtains were open in my bedroom. I went straight to the window, opened it, and climbed out. Standing on the roof, I looked up and down the street, just taking everything in. It really amazes me sometimes. I was still wearing my dressing gown, so I took it off, then floated down to my front garden. I got distracted by taking a detour round the side of the house, finding it strange that the side gate was open. I floated back onto the roof, and sat down with my back against the chimney. I could feel the rough bricks against my back very clearly. After some pondering, I remembered the task of the year. I had been thinking about it before I got to SP. With a gladiator fight in mind, I thought about a way to change scene to Ancient Rome. I jumped off the roof and landed in the back garden. A big red plastic bucket (about 3 feet in diameter) I used to own was sitting in the long grass near the back fence. I approached it, trying to convince myself it was one of the pipes from Super Mario which would drop me out in the sky above the Colloseum. There was water in the bucket. Without hesitation I dunked my head in, and the rest of my body followed. It was (as always) a bit surprising to find I could breathe underwater. On the bottom of the bucket were some stones. I focused on one which was vaugely Colosseum-shaped lol and tried to imagine that it was the Colosseum- I was just far above it. I tried to think of all the other stones as buildings and the spaces between them as roads. I wasn't getting anywhere, so I shut my eyes and did a somersault, hoping that when I opened my eyes, I would be falling towards the Colosseum. As I did this, I shouted,
"Rome!" Unfortunately, I woke myself up.

I wasn't quite awake, but was back in my body seeing nothing but blackness and feeling SP. This has come up a few times before- I like to think of it as the "loading program" for DEILD's, like from The Matrix.

I had a view of a scene for a second, like I was looking through a peephole. I concentrated on the sand on the floor of the Colosseum (think Gladiator), rubbed my hands in it, and soon felt integrated enough to stand up. I was in the Colosseum all right, but it was night time, and the floor area was slightly smaller than I expected. There were people standing all around me, looking up at the crowd. They were all carrying weapons of some kind, but not much armour. The most anyone had was a helmet.



Suddenly, a klaxon sounded. It was a really horrific noise, lasting two seconds, coming from some unearthly instrument. At its sound, the gladiators in the arena drew their weapons and charged at each other. The crowd roared. I reached down by my sides and pulled out two scimitars.
"Haah!" I laughed. I was still in my dressing gown. I ran forward into the nearest bunch of fighters, slashing wildly. I don't even know if I got anybody, but after a minute the survivors ran off.

I paused to indulge in some victorious sword-twirling, but dropped one. I sheepishly threw the other one down beside it, hoping the crowd would think it was deliberate.

I had a FA then, in my bedroom. My TV was switched on, which is unusual becuase it has no aerial input, and the DVD player doesn't work. I sat up in bed, too aware of this oddity to be fooled into non-lucidity. I wanted to examine what was on carefully, to determine whether or not I was hearing the TV from downstairs or something. The first thing was an ad for PKR. The ad's audio claimed that it was PokerStars, but I recognised the sims-like graphics of PKR. It was one of those ads which makes online-poker look really cool. One female player put in a big raise, and the grey-haired dude to her left raised his eyebrow suspiciously before confidently calling her bluff to win the hand. Then Glee came on, a show I've never really been interested in. One of the main characters was sleeping on a pile of bedclothes on the floor. Her friend came in and woke her up. What convinced me that I was not in fact hearing the TV from downstairs, was that she called the main main character "Glee". I knew this to be bullshit, since the name "Glee" comes from "Glee Club"- which I understand to be a nerdy persuit in High Shool. (Thanks to Weird Al)



I half-woke up again, and visualised being back in front of the TV, drumming on the stand. I ended up a few feet back from the TV, with an awesome redhead sitting on my lap. She showed me a good time.

After another DEILD, I found myself lounging on my bed talking to some friends. Well, I tried to talk but couldn't make any noise without (I reckoned) waking myself up. The curtains were closed, giving the room an orangey glow. I skipped forward and wound up in the back seat of a car with three of my friends. I tried to get a certain hot girl I know to appear beside me, but I only managed to spawn an ugly 15 yr old girl. :S I don't think I was 100% lucid here, because I got a "false memory" implanted somehow. Apparently I had just been camping with this group of friends.

I woke up yet again, and my whole body felt seriously heavy, like it was made of stone. I think I'm getting better at holding on to dreams. To get back in again, I "felt" myself typing random words, which just formed up in my subconsious. Some of them were complete jibberish, and they certainly didn't make any sense as a sentence. However I distinctly remember typing the word "Personality".

In another DEILD, I heard a very distinctive, high-pitched whine. It seemed to be coming from my brain itself, and felt like a vibration. Hard to describe. I focused on it until it became almost deafening, and made me extremely dizzy. I found myself in the living room, and decided to go visit my friend Lucy from down the street. I ran and headbutt-dived through the front window as I did once before, and headed out of the driveway. I accidentally knocked my shin against the wall on the way out which actually hurt a bit!

I was eventually woken up by someone knocking the door downstairs. I heard it from within the dream, which made me focus too much on the waking world. When I awoke, I found a massive pool of drool under my face.

02.02.2010

It's a Strange World (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I tried a WILD in the early afternoon because I was knackered from getting up way too early. I ended up just falling asleep normally though, but I got some rolling sensations later on.

I got up from my bed and started having a conversation with my friend Jamie, who was pacing up and down in my room for some reason. I turned towards the window, and got the strange impression that he was going to attack me. I also got very dizzy out of the blue. Something didn't seem quite right, so I thought for a second, then realised this must be a dream! Right away everything started to fade out. I don't know what happened. I wasn't excited enough to wake myself up, but I did anyway.

Later on, I dreamt that I was lying in bed with my eyes closed, trying to DEILD. Little did I know I was actually still properly asleep. I could see a computer screen through my eyelids, but I convinced myself I had just looked at it in real life and now I was just recalling it. At one point I opened my eyes a crack, and saw the screen much clearer. (Although I thought it was real life) If I had just gone with that I would have had a sweet lucid, but no such luck.

EDIT: I've been on a bit of a dry spell lately and my DJ is gathering virtual dust, so I might type up a couple of weird lucid/OBE's I had about a year ago- the ones which caused me to find this site.

25.01.2010

30-Seconder (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I've been going through a mega dry spell lately, so today I decided to kick-start myself and get up way earlier than usual. I went back to bed at about 12:30pm for a WILD.

I lay on my back for a long while, I couldn't tell how long, then switched to my left side which was much more comfortable and conducive to sleep.

I eventually had a hazy FA, as if I had been sleeping with my head in my hands on a stool in my bodroom. My mum called me from downstairs and asked if I would come down. What struck me as weird was her saying,
"Don't worry, send me a message if you're close to getting into a dream!" This would of course be impossible, so I looked at my hand to see about seven fingers. I was ecstatic to have broken my dry spell. The clarity wasn't great, and for some reason my body was stuck in the same fetal position I had fallen asleep in. I tried to stand up straight but fell over to my left onto a TV which isn't usually there. I closed my eyes and tried to imagine being somewhere else. Something I always worry about when closing my eyes in a dream is that it seems too close to having my real eyes closed in bed and it might remind me of my actual body, thus waking me up.

I had a FA where I was half-asleep. I thought it might have been for real, but when I moved my leg, it seemed to be on top of my desk, moving items and loose change around. This would have meant that I had my head at the other end of the bed, so I recognised it as a dream. I woke up soon after from thinking about my real body too much.

EDIT: 50th LD!

11.01.2010

Floating on Air (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was an odd one. I'll say semi-lucid.

I had just "woken up" from a lucid dream. I can't remember if it was actually a lucid dream or my subconscious had just planted that in my mind to be part of the dream plot. Anyway, I woke up in a very modern, open-plan house. Most of the walls had huge windows in them, or were just made of glass. There was a garden with palm trees outside, and it was night time. I thought about what a sweet dream I had just finished, and thought about trying to carry over the ability of flight into the real world. I wandered throughout the downstairs of the house, up and down small steps, gliding and floating a bit. I thought it wasn't as good as I had been doing in the dream, but I was doing some definite levitation. Strange how this didn't turn me properly lucid!

09.01.2010

Wreaking General Havok (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

WILDed my ass off today! There were about ten to fifteen short LD's, where I accomplished some good stuff.

The first thing I remember is being in a situation I didn't want to be. I'm not quite sure what it was, but I thought about myself lying in bed for a second, then rolling to my right. I imagined that once I stopped rolling, I would be where I wanted to be. I rolled very fast, so fast I was rolling about three revolutions per second. When I stopped, I wasn't in the place I planned, but what looked like a fancy hotel restaurant. There was a bar, and lots of brown settees, where suited-up dudes sat around talking. I reckoned it was like a school formal. I looked down at myself, and found I too was wearing a suit. I levitated, and floated down some stairs to see what was going on in a certain seating area. I saw a group of people I know form school, and said hello. I made some brilliant double entendre to the good-looking girl among them and they all laughed. I sat down among them, and noticed that the good-looking girl had an exact clone sitting nearby. I mouthed the words,
"Thank you," at the sky and put my arms round them both. I was in mid sentence when an authoritarian-looking woman with short, black hair came along. She said,
"Any clones of normal people better get the hell out of here quick!" Then she peered round the room I was in. I stuffed the girl under my right arm under my seat and tried to look innocent. The woman's eyes passed over my position. When she had gone, I brought the girl out again.



I had lots of false awakenings in this dream that were all either in my house, or my dad's house, where I actually was. One time when I woke up in my dad's house, I decided to try one of my goals- "pull down a skyscraper with telekenisis". I knew there were no tall buildings anywhere near my dad's house, but I wanted a second opinion. So, I went to the top of the stairs, hopped off and glided to the bottom, stepping straight into the living room. My dad was watching TV. I sat down opposite him and asked,
"Do you know if there's any skyscrapers nearby?" He looked at me like I was insane, and everything faded.

During one false awakening, I'm sure I was able to tell what was on TV downstairs. I knew my youngest brother was watching the Disney Channel while I was asleep, and had I been awake, I could probably just about hear it from the bedroom. I heard what I deduced to be Hannah Montana on TV. In the dream, I went downstairs to have a look. When I looked at the TV, the sound of Hannah Montana continued, but the picture was showing something totally different. It looked like a kind of Asian festival in progress through some streets. The picture quality was poor, and it looked like an old home video.

In another FA, I was in my own house. I "woke up" on the settee in the living room, and went straight to the mirror above the fireplace to have a look at my reflection. It was basically normal, even when I remembered about last time when it turned horrible. There was a bit of distortion around my chin, but it wasn't far off what I actually look like. I thought for a second, and remembered another dream goal, which was to "wreak general havok". With that in mind, I ran full speed at the living room window, and did a headbutt-dive through it, out into the street. I flew quickly down the street, uprooting trees and snapping lampposts, then using the huge sticks of metal to demolish a house. For some reason an electricity box in the street caught my attention. I landed to look at the diagram pasted on its front. It seemed to be a blueprint for a Death Star-type installation. It was a spherical, planet-sized energy collector. Apparently, it was supposed to take in radiation from solar flares and use it for electricity and ammunition. It all made sense in the diagram, which I might draw.


Got this online. It's not what I saw, but the same idea.

I became kind of involved in this storyline. I saw some aliens in a lab inside the radiation collector. They were the "elders" of their civilisation. They kept repeating two words over and over. The first was the name of their species. It sounded like "Romanon". The second word, I can't remember, but it had a meaning of something between regret and humility. It might have begun with "m".

In another FA, I dreamt that I was woken up by a phonecall I was expecting at some stage that day. My mobile phone rang on the bedside table. It was Dave. I answered it, and placed it on the side of my head, so I wouldn't have to make any effort to hold it in position. I was vaguely murmuring replies to what Dave asked me, but I felt like I was dropping off. I then remembered I was meant to be talking on the phone, so I said,
"Sorry, are you still there?" Weirdly, I actually said this out loud, and it woke me up for real. I was confused for a second when I found I wasn't really on the phone.