false awakening

Dream one- I can't get my kids to sleep tonight, and I'm getting really frustrated and tired. the medicine I am on for my chest pain makes me feel like I'm going to fall asleep standing up, and they just won't sleep. My son asks for water, he's drank the first round I gave him already and just can't sleep without more water. I grudgingly get up and walk into the kitchen to refill his water bottle. My mom is standing in the kitchen with my former step brother, getting water from the fridge as I came in to do. I set the bottle down, really agitated that she's over so late and unannounced when I am already struggling to get the kids to bed as it is. "What the hell are you doing here?" I grumble. She replies, "I was in the neighborhood, and Dylan was thirsty, so I let myself in to get him a drink. I didn't think you'd mind!" I start to bring my hands up to my head in an expression of frustration and anger, then stop. My hands look weird, and she doesn't have a key to my house. I realize it's a dream, and try counting my fingers. I have five on the right hand, but seven on the left, and one of those seven is huge and misshapen. I shake my head, relieved, and tell her, "Never mind, this is just a dream. You can do what ever the fuck you want, I'm out of here." then I run through the kitchen and into the living room where I jump through the window. The window never seems to change, but I am able to pass right through it as if it doesn't exist. Part of me is still really unsure though. I know this is a dream, logically it can't be real, but my god it feels so real. usually my lucids still have a sort of muted dreamy quality to them. There may be one or two senses that I am focusing on, but all my others are normally quiet. Not this time, this time I smell the dirt and the grass, I see everything as real as life, I can feel the breeze and hear distant stormy noises, I can even feel my full weight of my feet on the ground below me. I think I'm going to try to force the unreal feeling by flying, but I can't get my feet to stay off the ground because I am struggling so much with how real it all feels. I notice the neighbors across the street have a trampoline in their front yard, and decide to try using that to launch myself into the air to fly. I run over and climb on, just to be completely blown away again by how much I can FEEL in the dream. I'm not just feeling the trampoline under my feet, I can feel the weave of the cloth moving below my feet, my hair moving around my face as I jump, and even the whole electric fear falling feeling in my arms and chest b/c I hate free falls. I try jumping higher and higher, noticing there's a trampoline in their back yard as well. I think maybe I can jump from one to the other and then take off in flight from the second trampoline since I can't get myself in the air on the first one. I jump to the second trampoline, and still can't get skyward. I decide to jump off the trampoline, the ground impact not hurting will surely break the whole "this is too real to be a dream" feeling, I land on the ground, feet first, with the impact throwing me slightly off balance so I end up on my hands and feet rather awkwardly and painfully. That totally didn't work as planned. I realize I have wasted a lot of dream time trying to force control of the dream, and I want to use my lucids to search for Kurasawa as much as possible, so I give up on control. I look for someone to ask about him, to find a direction to go. The neighbor has come out of her house, she's a middle aged black lady in the dream but I have never actually seen these neighbors in the whole year I have lived here. I walk towards her, and she stops as if a bit confused as to who I am and why I am in her yard jumping on her trampolines. I try to create a picture of Kurasawa to show her, but as hard as I try the square "picture" I am trying to draw into existence won't show up. I remind myself that I don't need to be able to see it, I just have to convince my brain that SHE can see it, and hold the air as if I am holding the picture. This works, and the lady stops, clearly in recognition, then takes an involuntary step backwards. "Hey, I'm sorry to bother you, but I am looking for someone. Have you seen this guy? and can you tell me what direction I can find him in?" She shakes her head, and takes a couple of steps back as I take a couple of steps towards her. She ducks under her clothes line, and starts retreating to her back porch. I follow her, imploring her, "I know you've seen him. I can tell you recognize the picture. Please tell me where I can find him!" She continues to shake her head, climbs the steps of her porch, then turns back to me. She takes a deep breath, then points behind her house, deeper into the neighborhood and up a hill (In the real neighborhood, the hill goes down not up like in the dream). I can't remember her exact words now, but they were something like, "He's up there, where she keeps all the ones she uses to control people. I can't help you." I start to ask her who "she" is, but the lady hurries inside her house as if she's afraid to be outside any longer. I walk up onto the porch as if to follow her, wondering on my way up the steps who "she" might be. Is "She" one of the goddesses I have dreamed about in the last year? Could she be the goddess Bridge that I have found myself calling my patron in dreams? Is she my own sub conscience? Why is she holding onto him? Is she trying to control me with him? On the porch I look out over the neighborhood and up the hill in the direction the lady had pointed. I can see lots of houses of the neighborhood, even some of the modular homes in the subdivision they built adjacent to ours. I notice the corner of a house tucked in behind those modular homes, and it just sticks out to me as important. It just FEELS like Kurasawa is there. I zoom my vision in on the corner, and it's as if I am not only looking through binoculars, but also pushing the houses between me and it aside to see the full house in better detail. At that moment, the overcast sky comes to life in a stormy rage. Thunder growls, lightning crackles, and the wind whips all around me as the sky gets darker and darker until all I see is black. Thunder claps, and instead of lightening lighting up the area, my vision flashes with clips of newspaper too fast for me to read. I realize that I am losing control, possibly even the whole dream it's self. I can actually remember in the dream that there were thunder storms called for, and I am sure this is the storm arriving in the waking reality and bleeding over into the dream reality. I try to cover my ears to block it out, too panicked to realize that dream hands can't block out waking life sounds. I fall, spinning, through the blackness and wake up.

Dream Two- I am on some sort of beach trip with many of the coworkers I interact with the most. The whole dream is very confusing because it jumps back and forth in time. One of the girls I work with has a new white car that is super fancy and all kinds of expensive. She is very proud and protective of it. We've got a really rickety house that we've all rented with many rooms. Every family has their own room. My boyfriend and kids are playing video games, but I want to explore the area. I go outside and find a forest oddly nearby. The forest looks almost dead and abandoned, but as I walk through it I hear my boss telling us about it as we unpack in the shack (like a memory I guess) and then I watch as he talks about the legend of faeries and elves bringing the forest to life, the forest in fact does come to life. I can even see the little fairies flitting around making it glow and grow. I twirl and dance through the forest like a cheesy movie scene just enjoying the magic of it. Then I am walking into a little beach shop with my kids, boyfriend, and boss. I need to pee, so I find the bathroom. As I am pulling up my drawers a lady and her handicapped daughter literally break the lock on the door to get in. Realizing the girl's disability though, I try to be as understanding as possible and just jerk my pants apologizing that I must be taking too long. The lady grunts to me that they just couldn't wait anymore because her daughter is special, then starts to use the restroom right in front of me. I stumble around looking for a sink to wash my hands, and when I can't find one the woman calls me an idiot for not realizing there just isn't one and getting out of her way. The daughter is grimmacing at her mom's rude behavior though, and keeps giving me apologetic looks. I bow to the daughter slightly and tell her I am sorry to have caused her any trouble, and that I think she is far more special in a far better way than her mother could ever understand. She seems to get that I am telling her that she is a way sweeter, better mannered person than her mother, and nods. I am grateful that she gets I am bad with words, but think highly of her for putting up with such a mother. I scramble out of the bathroom and my exhusband is in the shop. He starts fussing and yelling at me for who even knows what, I can't remember. My boss comes over and tries to get in the middle to defend me and my character, and I feel awful about it. I run outside and hop in my coworker's brand new fancy smancy car. My exhusband follows me, climbs in the car, and starts berating me again, this time getting so angry he's flinging his arms and fists animatedly around the car hitting the windows and dash and seats (he's not a violent person, so in the dream it didn't seem dangerous even though it sounds like it was lol) I show him out of the car as hard as I can, and tell him to get lost. He storms off after slamming the door, and I realize the car is in shambles around me. He's busted the seats open and dented both interior and exterior. I start crying again as my coworker comes out freaking out over her car. She cries too. At some point we start laughing about how funny it is to see the car looking so bad if you aren't attached to the situation. Then, I wake up.

Last night I had a dream that was so real it freaked me out. So I went to bed at a normal time, but in my dream I woke up as if it were the next day already. The only problem was, I wasn't in my room or even my bed anymore, I was in my ex boyfriend's house in his bed watching him and his friend play xbox. When I realized that I was there and that we had broken up I got really confused and started freaking out in the dream. Both of them looked at me and thought I was just being crazy and they told me to go back to sleep. So I went back to his bed and went back to sleep, hoping I could escape. When I woke up again, I was in his friends bed at his friends house. I got up because I thought something felt weird and when I looked at the bed I saw my ex cuddling another girl, his friend next to the girl, and I was all alone staring. I tried to walk away but there was an invisible barrier keeping me in the room. The two boys woke up and started yelling at me to leave but I couldn't because of the barrier. I'm not quite sure what happened but I blacked out in the dream and then woke up for real in my own bed.

This was super strange because we broke up 7 months ago and haven't actually seen each other in about 5 months. The break up ended badly which is strange why I'd be hanging out with them after that. I'm not sure what to make of the dream but it's haunting me and I'm hoping someone can help.

I was in an airplane. For some reason I was climbing from the tail to wings, trying to get back inside it. The plane was burning heavily, I finally managed to get inside and then it exploded.

I woke up in my bed, took some clothes and turn on the radio. They told about an airplane that exploded and only survivor - me. I took a bottle of beer and wanted to sit on an armchair, wondering how I survived, but then my mother appeared and told me to go outside, as the weather just marvelous. I went outside, it was a summer evening, the sky was clear and it was warm.

Then I was in forest with my two friends. I was accused of the plane tragedy and had to escape from special forces. There was a crashed plane nearby, presumably the same I was in. I went closer and found a black box, using some wires I managed to get information out of it. It transmitted through a communicator I had stripped to my belt. A pilot said that he couldn't save all the people, and that he was responsible for the tragedy. I unplugged black box and went to my friends, telling them about it. We sat down in silence, then I started singing "It's new age, everything changes and won't be the same!"

The dream starts off non-lucid as I am standing outside school talking to friends and one of them was like hey, you're in your underwear bro, and I looked and felt down and he was right. I was only wearing a shirt and underwear, instead of getting embarrassed I just immediately thought "this cannot be real I must be dreaming because a person as careful as I am that tries not to stand out it is very unlike me to make this big of a mistake." Then I thought "well if this is a dream let's find out and I will create things as I go along." I start running down the long sidewalk, cars are honking and people laughing but I don't care and I thought "ok I will run to the side of the building where there is no door but it will be there this time." Boom the door is there and is open, I walk in and at this point everybody is just ignoring me and talking with their friends as they walk to class and then I think "Alright run to English class and I will have a pair of shorts sitting on my desk." I run there and what do you know? there is a pair of shorts sitting on my desk, I grab them and put them on and sit down. Here I "wake up" and sitting in English class, I must have dosed off so I turn and start talking to some of my friends about the dream and I say "I have lucid dreams all the time." Which is a lie it is to and few between. and at this point I really do wake up.

Ive always had problems waking up at a certain time. As a kid I would set my alarm on my radio but when the music would go off in the morning, i would just dream I was in a concert. Ive always had a problem waking up. In highschool I would be able to wake up to a beeping alarm on my phone but I would go back to sleep at times and dream about getting up and getting ready only to wake up frantically late for school.

Last year I had my first dream where I re-awoke in my dream over 10 times. When i finally actually woke up it was easy to see that i was actually awake this time but the feeling stuck with me all day and really mind fucked me.

I just had a re-awakening dream again last night and kept dreaming of waking up to tell my boyfriend my dream and falling back asleep in the middle of it. then waking up again scared of not knowing what i told him and whats been going on. I finally actually woke up and realized i mind fucked myself again haha. it was the weirdest thing. I know I didnt explain it well enough but its hard to remember each time i woke up in my dream because in my dream I was floating in and out of sleep until I actually woke up.

Im not sure If this is a semi-normal thing or if I need to go seek help with sleeping pills or something. I dream all the time. I remember almost all of them. None have ever really effected me or made me feeling some sort of crazy except these re-awakening dreams

First dream

It was a late morning. I was in a cottage deep within a forest. I was wearing my forestry uniform and felt a few years older. There was a man in late thirties, wearing a gray suit. He had dark hair. We were talking, I had different voice.

Man: You were working in these forests?
I: Yes, I was a forester over there.

*I wandered the room for a while, the man continued.*

Man: A forester?
I: Yeah, though of a lower rank.

False awakening

I woke up in my bed. I heard strange ringing and was really annoyed at the TV. I thought that I really should turn it down, but it wasn't even turned on! As I closed my eyes, I saw some horrifying ghostly faces and a voice telling that ghosts are real and want to get us all.

Second dream

Late, cold evening. With group of random people we entered a mansion of some general who left it free for his son this night. One of the rooms was under renovation, with furniture put in group in the midlle of it. Rest of the house was arranged as a wealthy, modern mansion with really expensive furniture. Other people - they were all teenagers, were taking drugs and demolishing everything around them. What's more, they closed the doors to second floor and lost the key, so I had to find some other way out. They were really ruining the building, setting fire in one of the rooms, breaking furniture and taking more and more drugs. Luckily they weren't aggressive. I tried to use furniture to break a window and make myself a rope to get out.

Suddenly I found myself outside, it was a warm early evening. It was at a shore of some lake, close to some warehouse with docks. I entered it and saw two girls - one taller with dark, long hair and one smaller with red, shorter hair. Both had pale complexion and were wearing some kind of robes. I heard a crying baby, then parents of those girls appeared. The tall girl told them that she and another boy was kidnapped by the smaller girl. But then a sudden thunder striked, and nobody believed her. Suddenly an assassin jumped down on a bungee and caught her, jumping with her back to a rooftop.

Slept in a different place than usual as I was saying. This is a very good place for dreaming and lucidity. My mind did not shift into dreams at all. When I was asleep it just held the same place as I was when I awake. I was very still. I was nervous about relaxing and going of into dream cause it was a new place and I also had a killer headache all night which helped me focus my attention on the present. There were a couple of times when I knew I was asleep but was still I in the same place that I fell asleep in FA and so could have gone off into dream and explored whatever. However I was very happy just to be there and on retrospect this was very helpful. I am always saying how dreaming is not dreaming it is lucidity and here I really experienced that and I am working towards a dream goal of meditating when becoming lucid because I know all the adventures to be pointless, from a dream yoga point of view, and just reinforce bad worldly habits. The next time I am going to trust the lucidity more and do some meditation methods. Looking forward to snuggling up in my new spot again soon. And the stary sky that you and patience were talking about. TOTALLY know what you mean it is like the roof comes of my head and there is so much space and the place where I am sleeping becomes totally safe. Happy Days

False awakening

I woke up on the floor in my toilet. The floor was somehow soft, I slept there to watch what happens when we're not renovating it.

First dream

I saw a group of boys that founded a huge corporation selling pizza. Their neighbors also made such move, with slightly different method - first Corp was selling delicious pizza that had to be cooked, while the other sent it pre cooked, without need to do it. They were sitting in their headquarters in a garage and listening to radio audition which praised their concurrence. Suddenly the second group visited them and tried to remove them from business by force, but they didn't managed to do it. The first group was escaping from them, but just as both groups left garages, they were stopped by a blond woman that claimed that they've ruined her life in the past and now it's time for revenge. But she couldn't do anything, as enormous swarm of wasps attacked her. And then I heard someone's voice saying "Evil people are losers, they always lose in the end!"

Second dream

I was a lone wanderer, traveling from places that I can't quite recall, to a huge canyon with a river running far down. I was thinking about what I can do next in VHE, and for which game map it. Then my sister called me to my house, I appeared there immediately. She said something about conspiracy and horror and told me to look through the key hole in doors. I did it, and saw nothing in particular, just our living room.

After four days of false awakenings followed by really crappy frags I finally get myself back on track.

I remember the early dreams had something to do with me being on this sand dune. It was absolutely huge. I was hanging out with this new friend that I had made. I think his name was josh. He reminded me a lot of my waking life friend A. Me and him decided to build a sand castle, but for some reason the sand dune was hard like it were made of sandstone.

I could swear there was a lot more to this dream than us starting to build a sand castle. It also overlapped with some other dreams about how I met the guy.

...

There was also a dream about this fairy character. I remember it was actually a 'he' despite having a very female looking body and had two options of what to do in life, to either become a demon or become this love fairy that was an embodiment of dualities. I carried out some quest and helped it to become the better of the two options. (Duality) Upon completing the quest, he became gigantic and walked off into a forest of pine trees while reminding me of some of my dream goals.

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I became lucid after being reminded that I had dream goals. I know there was more lucid stuff before this. I feel like it was a whole segment that ended in a FA, but me holding onto my lucidity somehow, then leading into what happened here. I just forgotten it. It makes logical sense that it was an FA.

I remember I was going for a bike ride with my mom and dad. We had just left the house and there were two suns. I'm pretty sure I was already lucid, but this was helping. The larger of the two was due east while there was a smaller, normal sized one in the north. The larger of the two suns had debris around it in a ring. I looked at them. Small planets and asteroids, but I swear I saw a haunted pirate ship floating in the sky.

We were riding for a bit when we came to this drainage pit. The pit was different than it is in waking life. There was no wooden fence around it. (There is IWL) and it was on the opposite side of the trail. I nearly rode my bike into the bottom of the pit, despite trying to steer away from it. I had to hop off and walk my bike back up, but the pit had a sort of gravity to it that would probably pull some hapless nonlucid dreamer into a slow struggle against swamp muck and their own bike.

After I got out of the pit, I did a nose pinch for several seconds to reaffirm my lucidity. I then decided to ride my bike in the road, since it's something I've always wanted to do. But I needed a speed boost since the cars go much faster than I do. I used my flying flames to boost my bike to go faster. Riding in the road was fun, except for the cars intentionally trying to ram me and the dream essentially becoming lucid frogger for a second. At one point, I jumped off my bike and onto the hood of a car and rode it down the street.

I saw there was this big conference setup outside, between the middle schools. All of these middle aged and elderly people were in attendance.

"So as you all know the redistribution of legos is very important to the school's budget." One of the DCs spoke. He then went onto introduce the new head of security. I remembered Justme13's challenge and thought he might make a good opponent. I decided to get the attention of everyone and see if I could get him to attack me. I flew into the air and hovered above the conference.

"As you can see, your education has nothing to do with legos, it has to do with your lucidi-tea."

A giant orange and yellow teapot appeared to the left of the conference when I said that. I thought it would aggravate them into attacking me. It didn't, they all just cheered that I was flying. I got annoyed and figured if I wasn't going to get a skilled opponent, I should work on getting to a new and better environment at least. (I think I was thinking of the discussion I had on spellbee's thread about dreamscapes.)

I decided I would fly away from the town to an environment that might not be that interesting, but at least it wouldn't be a middle school. I got up in the air and started flying. I flew past the football feild by the high school and the thing that I remember was that the dream wold was getting more simple. All of the sudden, it ended. It had an edge. Like the void in minecraft. I zoomed out and saw that the whole town was like a SimCity Tile floating in a void, with the greatest concentration of detail near the center. I decided I would fly up but I died and a message appeared like in Minecraft.

"JadeGreen fell out of the world"

I FA'd on the floor of the front room of my house. Nose pinched and was still dreaming. I decided I would dream spin to a beach location. I stood on my spot and started spinning. I didn't change the scene, just destabilized the dream.

I FA'd agian into my bedroom. I did a nose pinch RC and became lucid. I started to get out of bed and noted that there were piles of legos

I FA'd a third time I think this time the room was painted blue with stars like when I was younger. I did a nose pinch RC and became lucid.

I FA'd a fourth time into my bedroom. There was a huge palm tree in a pot at the foot of my bed. I just knew it was still a dream, and red and white mushrooms growing out of the pot. I shouted 'STOP'.

I woke up for real.

False awakening

I woke up on a shelf in my kitchen, covered with bed sheets. The shelf wasn't hard for some reason, it was really dark, I could only see a clock lighted up on an oven panel. I wondered why I was lying there and then I woke up.

Dream

I was in school, it was a cloudy afternoon. The building was a mix up of my previous and current school (as in my most school dreams). I wandered corridoors, going up and downstairs. Finally I sat down on a bench with another dude. We took towels out of a shelf and started hitting each other with them. Teacher - a blonde woman in late thirties came to stop us. She was wearing a black jacket and black skirt. I decided to go to another room - it was a huge storage, there were enormous shelves with towels lying on them.

Had a dream that I was living in some sort of post-apocolyptic world, and my sister (plus the two teenage boys in my group) needed gf/bfs. I remember going out and trying to find survivors so that we could find them companions then Everything went kinda black.

Dream skip

Instead of one of the boys finding a companion he chose to become my companion. (sorry for the lack of detail I remember very little) I just got done hugging the guy and I remember two guys laughing at him (I believe they were gay) "Oy, the great schemer has linked up with a white boy." "You forget we are like two siamese cats in the prescence of a great persian:" Proceeds to laugh and mockingly bow. Shaking my head I remember walking away while smiling.

Non-Lucid Lucid Semi-lucid

24th April 2016
I'm going to try to get back to posting my DJ's at least occasionally. No frills, just raw from my DJ (but with sexual spoilers and color added). Reverse order memory/recall (from end of experience, working backwards for transitions). End: I recite my full name and address with so much ease that I think for a second could I be awake in bed...no, I can still see the store I'm robbing. I do think for a second earlier in this scene, is there any way that because my dream image might look quite a bit like my waking self that someone in the store could report me, thinking along the lines of how Robert Waggoner believes that there may be other people in your dreams but I quickly dismiss that and it's a dream anyway so who would report something done in a dream especially something that causes no harm in the (real) world. Obviously I was getting a little bit off track and my lucidity was being challenged a little bit. Rob store, closing, darkish. So when I first was kind of pulled towards the store after flying outside in the rain at night I see at the store is somewhat dark like they're getting ready to close and I get the idea to see what it feels like to rob the store and I summon a gun and say give me all the money and there are two different cash registers counting money and they start piling the money up on the counter. It's not as fun as I thought it could be but of course I knew it was a dream and the money is meaningless. It went rather slow and boring, they put the money together matter-of-factly and I asked for a bag to put it in and I got one of those plastic grocery bags. I thought about summoning a big canvas bag but lost interest. Prior: Flying outside in the rain!! with 2 ladies. I think about how I hardly ever experienced rain in my lucid dreams and I relish the fact but I wouldn't say that the rain felt super realistic. I definitely got the sound and the visuals very realistically but not so much the water patterning off my skin. Dream pulling me where to fly. Prior: Left 3 story bank building party. Russian lady please choose a lady to come with us… chooses Shirley, Asian somewhat nerdy but cute 30 year old as I was thinking she should choose (mind suggest to her maybe). Russian best dream

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bj

ever! When I fly up to the Russian looking lady with dirty blonde hair, but more blonde than not, I look into her beautiful eyes, somewhat blue and probably inspired by the beautiful young lady sitting in front of me last night iwl at the musical. I see she wants my

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**** in her mouth and she is very skillful and as she continues I think this is the best BJ I've ever gotten

in Dreamland. I am so infatuated by her that I pull her face up to mine and I kiss her passionately . She has strawberry taste in her mouth probably inspired by the strawberry soap sniffed strongly while washing my hands IWL while repeating my mantra to get Lucid tonight.

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Many bj's. Shirley or one of the many others I told to take a bite!..and as I stick it in I thought careful the language I use, brain's interpretation, but I quickly correct calmly and mentally with confidence, she knows to lick and suck. A young lady among many bj's gives some nice licks.

After void and attempting beach and getting some ocean water floating I see myself in a mirror across the bare room as a sexy woman in a white short simple dress. I walk up to the mirror and want to see her/me naked so

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I pull up the dress to reveal white panties and then pull the dress all the way off to reveal smaller but perfect perky breasts. I pull off the panties and sit down in front of the mirror and start fingering myself which was mostly for the visual experience in the mirror. However, I then decide I want to experiment with what it feels like from the woman's perspective for intercourse and I summon a guy faceless and mostly without a body, seems midsection and penis only and I went with a size I'm familiar with, my own. It was quite pleasurable and I thought of what I was reading about full body orgasm and the experience transformed from a reverse male feeling of intercourse, the smooth wet friction of sliding in and out.

..it transformed into a ecstatic state that took me into the void again, this void felt like I wanted to stay there in the simple enjoyment for a while. (To bank party). The ocean movement void came from



**spoiler for minor schema poisoning, read at your own schema's risk:

Spoiler for minor schema poisoning, read at your own schema's risk:

flying up out of house and thinking oh the ceiling again, set my expectation and got it (used to fly through ceiling as if it weren't even there without void)

but despite feeling some weak attempts from my brain to tell me that I'm waking and feeling parts of my bed, I say not so fast and immediately feel my feet dragging along and then lifting off the bed. I knew it!...and felt a little pride. Before the ceiling phase through which seems most like it was involuntarily, I caught two FA's in my bedroom. One involved dream recall and pulling out my earplugs and noticing my ears still feel plugged and after at first thinking my ear plugs did my ears some harm thus still feeling plugged, then found that I could pull out another pair of earplugs and realized I was dreaming. And the other false Awakening I walked up to my sink and open the drawer to get a Q-tip and found that the drawer was completely empty and realized I was dreaming again. <<Beginning of Lucid period for night.


26th April 2016
Shorter LD where I am in a lady's locker room and I am basically invisible through expectation that I won't get any reaction. I create a soft pad of grass (maybe not entirely intentionally and maybe why it worked so well) to lay on inside the locker room and just relax and enjoy the beauty and variety of the female form.

I was in a house, it likely seemed like one of my earlier homes, the house my family used to own. There was someone else with me but I don't know who it was. I looked out of the window, and the scenery was a lot different, I saw mountains and plenty of green out there.
The sun was about to rise and we saw it, but we also saw light of... nuclear explosions, 3 or 4 in total.
(I think it was around here where I got lucid but oddly enough I'm not sure, maybe I already was lucid)
I pointed out the explosions to my companion, expecting some sort of shockwave to hit us, but it never did.
After that a scene in some kind of floating city came, there were many fragments floating around, some with buildings and/or plants. For the life of me I can't remember the transition from the house to that city, even though I think it was only 1 or 2 minutes in the dream. This floating city had mostly dark gray elements and some orange, and I know that orange was the most prominent color all around us, partially from the sunrise, maybe partially from the blasts. It looked a bit medieval and fantasy-like, probably inspired by some game. I moved upwards with strong jumps, like in a platformer. On a slightly larger island, where 2 or so buildings and some plants were, there was a group of people in dark clothes. I went to them and talked about something, I don't remember everything. What I do remember is that I explained the game Sonic Riders to them, and how I would love to have a pair of those floating shoes and how I liked the idea of them more than hoverboards.

Then everything went black and I felt the dream fading, and as usual I struggled against it. It seems I was out of the dream for a short moment but this time I managed to hold on to my consciousness without completely waking up. I'm pretty sure this would've become a FA if I hadn't manage to hold on to my consciousness by a thread.
After some time of focusing and struggling I saw light, and quickly noticed that it was kind of like the light you'd see coming from under and around a door when it's bright outside and you're in a dark room. I reached for the door and opened it, just to see the same thing again. Then another door, and another one. Then, after I think I opened 4 or 5 doors I actually got outside and had full visual input from the dream again. It was cloudy but bright outside, and I was in some kind of village with broad streets and little to nothing happening. I tried to fly, but was only able to float. The last thing I did was changing the sky into a clear night scenery with tons of stars, which looked and felt beautiful, but alas then I woke up for real.

Background: I fell asleep at 11:00, woke up at 4:30, and did SSILD.

(Some fragments about the biltmore hotel in los angeles)
I suddenly realize that something is off, as I remember my attempt at SSILD. I realize that I'm dreaming, but wake up. However, I immediately realize that I'm in a False Awakening. My room seems black and white, and sort of static-y. I get up out of bed and walk into the living room. The dream has now turned to color. I ground myself. I walk outside and make the sun rise. I then decide to take a walk around my city, Encinitas. As I walk around my block, I admire the realism of everything. I see a black truck drive by, and I can easily read the word "Tacoma". As I walk up the sidewalk to a plaza called the lumberyard, I see an old woman wearing a pink dress walk by. I remember that I've been struggling with dream control recently, so I decide to just control her. I think to myself, "that old lady is going to scream at me." She immediately looks up at me and screams, but I make her stop. As I start walking across the street, I bump into a woman in yoga pants. I'm flustered, and my dream reflects my thoughts by showing an image of a woman in a bikini walking across the street. I put a stop to it though, knowing that I have to do other things, and remembering that sex is quite likely to wake me up. I bump into a man whose face is obscured. He seems to know me. We both walk into a bar, and as I start talking to the man, I realize that the dream is destabilizing. I wake up.

I had a pretty lousy first part of the night, waking up at 4:40 with no dream recall yet. I jot down the time, so at the very least I can write that down in the morning, then roll over and go to sleep.
I find myself in a non-lucid dream. I'm in my room with 3 people I know in real life, they're a couple with a baby. I'm holding the baby, and he's screaming at me and crying. I'm worrying what the parents are thinking, he seems so angry at me in particular. They take him and try and put him to bed, and I realize we're in my bedroom, in my house, and they're putting the baby to bed in my bed. Before this can sink in and I can get lucid, they're suddenly all naked. Baby, mother and father are absolutely naked with a Sims 4 style blur over their parts. I walk out of the room, kind of stunned and unsure how to proceed. I walk downstairs. On the counter, there's a Subway Restaurant cookie in a bag, and for some reason this transfixes me. I have a strong false memory of buying the cookie, but everything about the cookie being there feels off to me. I'm so, so close to lucidity when I'm startled by the baby running down the hallway into the kitchen and the father following. They're still naked and still blurred out. I finally reality check, and of course I'm dreaming. I look around the room for an object to eat before settling on a magazine. I grab it off the side table beside the back door and take a bite. It tastes like when you lick an envelope, but stronger. I take two more bites for good measure, but it's pretty gross. I turn to my mother, who's materialized in my kitchen, and inform her it tastes just like you'd expect paper to taste. I walk out the back door, remembering that i have to drain the colour out of an object. I find almost everything is covered in snow, and therefore already colourless. I notice a blue flower pushing up out of the snow at the back of the yard, so I settle on draining the colour from it. A kneel beside it and start, but once I do I realize it's hard to tell if I'm making progress because the blue is already so light and close to white. I focus on the centre - the flower resembles a daisy with a bright yellow centre - and the colour runs out like water colour paint. I remember that my third goal, a personal one, is to swim. I know I'll need to teleport for this. I fall backwards, but it doesn't work. Now I'm just lying in my backyard in the snow. I start to roll towards the house as fast as I can, picturing a beach. I find myself in a washed-out, not very vivid sand dune scene. There's no water, and I'm not very stable. I don't want to be there. I decide that when I turn around, a new, better scene will form, but don't choose specifically. I find myself standing behind my old elementary school, but instead of a school it's a factory in an industrial area. I decide that I want to fly around an industrial area. During the dream, I felt like this was a goal of mine that I'd decided on ahead of time, but flying around an industrial area has never crossed my mind before. Regardless, I try to take off and am having some trouble. For whatever reason, I kneel down in the grass I'm standing on and punch upwards with both hands. This works very well, and I sort of blast off into the air. I fly over the school and see the name on the side of the building isn't correct. I say it out loud to myself, but I didn't recall it when I woke up. I fly over the roof, which has brown shingles which don't exist in real life. I notice all these things. On the other side of the building are smokestacks, power lines, big factory buildings and all these huge metal spirals painted yellow sticking out of the ground at an angle. They're many stories tall and and more than an arms length around, but they don't look surreal. I fly towards them, Superman-style, but find I'm losing altitude. Instead of being bothered, I extend my arms behind me, like a jet plane. This works better, and I regain altitude and get more control. I fly to a spiral and push off with my feet, doing a back flip then push off another one. I notice two young children, both boys, and their mother. If they're based on real people I didn't recognize them, and the mom was leaning over so I couldn't see her face anyway. I remember my goal to see a recurring dream character once again, the woman who pulled me out of bed during my first ever induced lucid dream and once appeared and vanished a window when I was getting frustrated at not being able to faze through it. Since she never looks quite the same, so I figure that lady could be her. I picture her face as I fly towards her, then make her look up. I'm shocked when she has no face at all, just smooth skin flanked by brown hair. I start vibrating and losing stability and I hear a strong ringing in my ears as the faceless void fills my vision and consumes me.
I "wake up", but it's not a real awakening. I'm in my room but it feels smaller and there's green light emanating from under my bed. It's also pitch black outside. I don't notice this right away, because my alarm was going off. The radio voices were flawless, so realistic, and the clock reads 7:30. I freak out, because I need to be out the door in the mornings at 7:20. As I panic, the alarm stops itself. I look over and the clock reads 6:45. My alarm wouldn't have gone off yet. I nose-plug reality check, and find I can breathe. It's not my normal full breath though, it's raspy I feel like my nose is half plugged. To double-check, though I'm pretty sure I'm dreaming, I push the heel of my fist into the wall. While it doesn't faze through, I leave a deep dent in the wall easily. I get up and walk downstairs. My mother is walking up, so I nonchalantly redirect her down. I am not in the mood for dealing with a DC and the stairs were only wide enough for one. I want to resume my fly. I walk outside and kneel in the grass, repeating my technique from the previous dream. My sister takes off beside me, and I figure it'll be fun to fly around the neighbourhood with her, albeit a version of her entirely in my own head. I punch up, and a huge hydro-electric tower has suddenly materialized in my flight path. I remeber thinking "Who built our house so close to a hydro line?" and losing some lucidity. This actually happens a lot, I can think of at least two or three dreams where hydroelectric towers get in my way when I'm flying. I land on it. My sister has entered one of two tree houses on the tower. Both look like mud huts with thatched roofs, and one is at the base while the other is just above me, maybe halfway up the tower. I decide to climb over to the upper hut. There's only a small step up between me and it, but the step is sizzling with electricity and has a "Warning - High Voltage - Do not Touch" sign, and a protective cage around it on all sides but the one where I need to step. I'm not totally lucid, and electrocution doesn't sound fun. I yell "This tower is f*ing hard to climb! And I can fly! F*ing ridiculous!" I'm not the type to swear, but my anger was irrationally intense. I couldn't think straight and just fly away.. I eventually climb around the box, but by the time I do I'm not lucid anymore. I arrive at the tree house where my sister and friend E are. E says she's looking for a plastic tiger we used to play with when we were little kids, and mom who has suddenly materialized on the porch tells us the tiger isn't really in the tree house, she just told us that to my sister wouldn't get homesick at summer camp. She'd thrown it out years ago. I nod along to this, because in my non-lucid state that sounds logical. The actual director of the summer camp where we went as kids arrives on our lawn and asks if we could add honey to a bowl of lemon meringue filling he's carrying. My father exits the house with a box of Honey Nut Cheerios, saying something along the lines of he took out all the nut Cheerios of only the honey ones were left. He dumps them in the bowl, and the director whisks them into his filling. I wake up for real, at 5:50, slightly relieved I don't need to eat chunky lemon meringue pie. I also had apparently crossed my legs funny at some point, and had really bad pins and needle in my right foot. I kind of wonder if that affected my dreaming.