false awakening

LD 1-I woke up and saw I was not in my room, which made me lucid. I was in what appeared to be a classroom. I somehow went outside into the night in a downtown area and jumped up to fly. In front of me on a road I was a huge stack of block letters which appeared to say a message, something about a warning of terrible death. I woke up while trying to read the message.

LD 2-I woke up and saw I was not in my room, which made me lucid. I was in what appeared to be my room, except with a decoration on the wall that doesn't exist in waking life. I phased through the wall into the night in a neighborhood similar to where I live in waking life. I jumped up to fly and tried to summon a dolphin, but instead summoned a black creature, similar to a dragon without wings. I got on it's back to ride it. It flew down to the ground and started eating bugs. I asked what this is all about and he told me I had a skin infection. I asked where the skin infection was and he told me it was on my diploma and I woke up.

These dreams appear to be related to some health concerns I had in waking life. I have rashes on each of my shoulders which appear to be getting better, but I had some mild intermittent chest pain which had me a bit concerned, but appears to have go away overnight. Its probably time for a medical checkup with the doctor.

Up at about 4:30AM for a WBTB. No recall from earlier in the night. I've just taken the supplements below for the first time. I'll be back to record later. First impression: Choline smells terrible. Like fishy terrible.

Update: Laid in bed for a long time. GF's regular weekday alarm went off by mistake a couple times and messed up my rhythm. Eventually I relaxed enough to start feeling WILD vibrations. I got all the way through the process of "going through the wormhole", and I could see a dream in a tiny pinhole at the end. It was my childhood home. I could see my old PC monitor with Runescape on it, but the dream was black around the edges. I forgot that I needed to 'grab' the dream and I missed my opportunity.

I find myself in my bed and I think to do a nose RC. I can breathe through my nose so I know I'm dreaming. I start to rub my hands together, spin, and demand that the dream stabilize. It doesn't do much, and it feels very unstable and groggy. I try to leave my bedroom but the dream fades. I have a few more false awakenings with similar results. At one point I did spin and see some marked improvement in quality, but not enough to try and pursue a dream goal. I was trying to go to a forest and explore the dream environment.

I'm in something similar to a fast-food restaurant playscape. There is a pool resort nearby. Sunny day and all that. Looks like a dope vacation spot actually. I'm crawling through the tube tunnels, and eventually come out the other side. There is a group of people playing the upcoming Zelda title, Tears of the Kingdom, on an outdoor TV setup. It is lagging really bad. I'm upset about it being this bad. I wake or otherwise recall nothing beyond this point.

Regarding the supplements. I did notice a bit of a headache during the attempt (and now still), as well as some stomach discomfort. I felt my heart beating faster but that is most likely attributed to the WILD experience itself. Nothing earth-shattering but thought I should note it.

Hoping for better results next time. I will say that this is the first time in a long time that I've actually felt the WILD vibrations, tiny victories I guess.

Supplements: Primary Trigger Combination (1st Attempt)
Galantamine: 8mg
Choline Bitartrate: 250mg

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non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

At some victorian house, sort of half asleep and seeing the scenario fade away, but I realize it is actually a dream and that it is the dream itself that is fading. I hold on to it, but the darkness doesn't go away and I know this is when sometimes the monsters come up. And then I see a woman coming over and whenever she crosses a more shadowy area, her face becomes monstruous. I warn a friend that is also sleeping nearby to wake up. She doesn't know what I am talking about and she looks at the woman. The woman says in a hypnotic tone "look into my eyes". I grab my friend and say "don't look, it will kill you". I get in front of the woman and I say assertively "Now, you look into my eyes!" at the side of her face that is not disfigured. She looks puzzled and loses a bit of her power temporarily, so I open some curtains to let light in and I drag my friend to the outside. The woman still tries to reach me, but she can't stand the light. I decide to lift off and that's when I go fully lucid. I don't know what to do, so I decide to just watch the dream. Below me it now looks like some big american city. I also see a huge roller-coaster in the distance. There is some retro vibe to it. I just amuse myself by flying over people and watching their dramas. I feel very melancholic thinking how all these people are just DCs. I sing and dance in the sky above them.

Visiting my mom at her old job at the Union. They are at some warehouse with piles of boxes with files and lots of stickers, calendars and other stuff I used to steal from them and collect as a child. I am mesmerized by all the retro things they have, not fully aware that I am dreaming, but aware I am seeing something gone from the past. I grab a box with some stickers to take with me as mementos. For some reason my dog Hachi appears and all is fine until someone else also comes in with 2 dogs and a baby. I grab Hachi immediately and try to take him somewhere where I can keep him isolated. Unfortunately there is only a small room with no windows and I don't want to lock him there. So when the other dogs follow us and we get cornered there, I close them inside instead and take Hachi away.
We go to my mom's and he roams around the house free. After a while I am looking for him and find him in the balcony injured with a bad open wound in his front right leg. Nearby is a robotic snake I keep as a toy, also severely "hurt". Turns out she can bite and it is a powerful metallic bite. I try getting close to him, but he cowers and hides his leg. I go get hydrogen peroxide and throw copious amounts on his wound. He ends up accepting my treatment and even puts his front legs over mine to thank me, I guess. Then I also want to help the snake but need something to grab it safely. I didn't know she had such a dangerous self defense mechanism.

At my childhood home, alone, and I become lucid. I go into my room, honestly just wanting again to dwell on the melancholic feeling of seeing things from my past. But then I feel crazy horny and feel the urge to remove my pants. I look around for objects I might use creatively, but all I see is a wooden spoon over the bed for no good reason. So I give up on objects. Instead I decide to experiment what it would feel like if my clitoris grew to become a very long penis. Long enough that it reaches my mouth. And then I suck it. I almost wake up with the sensation but I manage to come back to the dream. Then I jump scare when through the balcony door I see 3 Rinpoches sitting outside. They are not looking at me, they are to right side, almost out of sight. I can only see a bit of their faces but I recognize them ckearly. They are facing forward as if listening or watching someone to my left side. I pull my pants up quickly, deeply embarassed, hoping they didn't see that. I get up and walk slowly towards the balcony sliding doors. Then they turn their heads towards me and nod at me wtth a smile. As I approach, I see many more of them and recognize almost all of them. Then some more pass by from my left side and disappear behind the ones sitting. The balcony is no longer a balcony, but some room somewhere else. They all aknowledge my presence, nod and smile, but none says a word. Then I walk forward a few more steps and I see my teacher to my left. He is standing there and he is the one all others were looking at or listening. They hint that I should come in and I do. Rinpoche comes to me and we immediately hug. Then we kiss. It is a shy confused kiss, because I want to kiss him on the lips but I am not sure if it is ok, so I kinda go for the cheek but still touch his lips. He seems surprised but pleased. We continue hugging. Then he kisses me on the lips properly. It feels incredible and totally real. We continue hugging tight and saying how much we missed each other, while I caress his back and head. I can even feel the smooth edges of his robe on his back and do my autistic thing of stimming by feeling the calming texture of the seam.
Then he moves on and we are in some kind of library or classroom and I realize we need to get out because a class or lecture is about to start. Lucidity fades a bit from here. Outside he is with his entourage and they are heading to some place to lunch with, but he specifically says to his attendant that I am to have lunch with the more private group and sit by his side in the upper room. The restaurant is asian, but I can't tell from which country. Rinpoche and the private group disappear upstairs as I am distracted looking at the food they have on display. Then I am not allowed to come up. When finally that is cleared up, I arrive there, but Rinpoche has disappeared again, maybe to go to the bathroom or something, I think. The people there look me sideways and want me to sit me at the "kids" table. I see three empty seats and figure that's where Rinpoche will sit so I say I think I am supposed to sit there to, but they mock me and bully me. Some lady is being incredibly rude and gets into my nerves, so I bang my hand on the table, wanting to punch her, and say "one of these seats is for me, just wait and see". But I feel bad for my ego outburst, so I just go and sit at a bench near the window, at the far end of the table, but where Rinpoche can see me when he returns. Then we hear his voice on loud speakers, interviewing some indian fella and it is about Russia and some allegory with volcanos and people wonder what is this about.

non-dream dream semi-lucid lucid FA / AP

I am between sleep and wakefulness and I hear my dogs barking outside, when suddenly I wake up with the sound of my front door slamming and I feel scared. I am confused and think that the only other person in the house is my mother on the ground floor and she would not go outside in the middle of the night for any reason, which worries me even further. Then I actually wake up and realize most likely no one slammed the door and also that my mother isn't in my home at all, it is Riverstone who is sleeping downstairs and I just had a false awakening. My dogs are also quiet, so I don't know if them barking was also part of the dream.

With Riverstone on a van going up a road and the engine is not managing to pull it up. He is driving and he steps on the accelerator to try to reach the top of the hill, but on a curve he loses control and the van rolls over to the side of the road. As we tumble, it gets dark and Riverstone loses his consciousness. I shake him hard and he doesn't wake up. I am really worried. When he finally does, we are in bed at my mom's house and he asks me why am I shaking him up like that. I am confused and tell him about my dream. He says that I am just remembering a traumatic event and I say no way, I don't recall it ever happening in the past. He says it did, we had that accident. I feel more confused about what's real or not. Then we go to the kitchen for a snack as he says now he is angry and we reheat some pizza on the microwave. I think about how I would never eat pizza in the middle of the night, but I am starting to feel maybe none of this is real, so what the heck, I actually eat some and ask for more. Then my mom comes and asks what's going on, I tell her the whole story and continue to chat while eating. Then I am worried we might wake up grandma and mom says "you're really confused, she passed away some time ago, it's just us here". Then I realize once again I am still dreaming all this. Then we are at a fair, where we volunteer at a booth. It is a mix between art display, book sales and alternative medicines. I am rearranging some books on a table and again confused about what's real or not, when some friends come over from another booth and I tell about my confusion and the whole accident story and that I can't even remember my best friends' names. They show some concern, but then some wild boar enters the place running and causing much damage, until he gets killed and someone takes it outside to the back of the building and leaves it on the ground temporarily. I go take a look at it soon after and some dog like a Husky is trying to eat the boar. He is making a mess so I shoo him. He doesn't like and attacks me. He actually looks more like a wolf now. I climb some structure to get out of its reach but it is not enough, the dog or wolf jumps high and almost bites me. I stop it with my arm and a sort of punch to its head, which beheads the animal. The animal's head falls to the ground and the rest of the body vanishes completely. I am in shock and that's when I realize I must be dreaming. So I lift off flying up and as I leave the ground, I realize I am inside some giant barn like structure. But I try to get rid of logic and let my mind roam free, so when I reach the ceiling, it just inverts and then there is like a second barn upside down. I enter some sort of backroomy dimension with buildings growing upside down and sideways and I just go through them and through wooden walls, ceilings, etc, just trying to get lost in the nonsense, not trying to make it right, trying to make my mind maleable. Then end up in a version of my own attic, but looking like a 60s lounge, with lots of yellow pillows and puffs on the floor. I plunge again in the wooden walls and this time I end up floating in a void for while, almost waking up. After a few seconds I start seeing the inside of the wood in big detail, as if magnified or if I shrunk to microsize. I don't feel my body, just my head, so I feel an urge to lick the surface with my tongue and it feels scaly. Then I am in a regular room but decorated in cluttercore style. There are so many carpets, plushies, curtains, pillows and all sorts of colorful bric-a-brac all over. I feel compelled to just admire it all. I realize my mind is trying to distract me with stuff, lots of stuff, but I indulge for a while. I go from room to room and each one is crazier than the other. Some rooms I need to go up or down through some wall mount ladder to reach the next room. I then see a box of jewels and a mirror in a small cozy bedroom and can't help trying them on, feeling that I am falling for the temptations to distract me. When I look in the mirror, I look absolutely goddess like. For fun I make the jewels, hairstyles and hair color change. Then I remember that often when I look at myself in the mirror in dreams, my face starts shifting and becoming mosnter-like, so I decide to take control of the process and just cause it myself, to fight that fear. My face slowly melts and I become ugly, my eyes all dark, fangs, messy hair. It makes me feel uneasy, but not terrified, because I am in control. I think about meditating next for a while, but I wake up.

A dream scene where a kid was running around seeming crazy while kicking a soccer ball ended and switched to me waking up in a bed at the old townhouse I used to live in. When I got up I was greeted by a former co-worker in the past and his friend. I said hello and asked him what he is doing here? He told me that he was trying to reunite co-workers again that he enjoyed working with.

He and his friend wanted to go find more co-workers and ask me if I wanted to join him and I agreed. As I am walking out to the front door with them it started to dawn on me how odd this situation is. I also realize that I was taller than I previously was because I now had to duck down my head to walk through doors. I realize I am dreaming and attempted to phase through the window but it wasn't working.

I then remember that I was planning to lucid dream today because I wanted to meditate in my dreams. I sat down and crossed my legs to begin meditating. I started to hear an intense ring and heavy vibrations flowing within my head. Unfortunately the vibrations and intense ringing got so intense that it was painful and I began to scream about my head hurting. I had failed, I tried my best to wake up but it just seemed the dream faded and I was only in darkness with a few blurred lights coming in.

That's when another dream began to form and I found myself in a bed again to soon realize it was a false awakening. I attempted to wake up and found myself in another false awakening only this time I was not lucid.

I was in school walking down the sidewalk of the building and going to the school's gym. As I walked in with other people the coach told me I wasn't a student. I nodded and began turning back to the entrance of the gym till she told me to wait. She said she wanted to pray for me and to stay in front of her while she did so. I agree with this and watch her as she begins the prayer.
At the end I do a cross symbol and thank her for it before leaving towards the entrance. Once I did I found myself in a grassy field.

I looked down at my hands and stated I'm dreaming and continue to walk through the field thinking about life. I started feeling my head pulsing loudly as if it was ringing. I eventually walk enough to encounter other people and notice families and children playing at the park.

I walked in to see what was at the top of the tree-like building that everyone was going towards. There was a bridge connecting others to get to it and it had curve stairs around the tree ascending higher. As I got higher from walking up the wooden stairs I eventually got hit by another person falling down and forcing me to fall down as well before waking up.

I woke up in my bed and wanted to check the time as I was surprised it was still dark and was wondering if I was in a false awakening. I heard the sound of water and felt odd till I woke up again.

This was from Dec 22nd courtesy of my sleep deprived brain.

Fell asleep on the couch. I could hear the show playing, people talking, so assumed I was still awake. I felt weirdly heavy and wondered if I was sleeping, so tried to float off of the couch. I slipped sideways and woke.

I closed my eyes and listened to the show again, some old kung fu movie. The heaviness set in again and then came the snoring. My eyes popped open, I looked around. I was the only one laying, then it struck me, I was hearing myself snore. Dreaming again. I laughed at myself then tried to float upward. I couldn't do anything but lay and listen to myself snore. Could I make myself sleep talk? I struggled to say, "Can you hear me, I'm dreaming." I couldn't speak. I struggled so hard that I woke.

I sat up and looked around. The show was still playing. I asked the others if they heard me snoring and they laughed and told me to go to bed. 'Nope." I laid back down. As soon as I felt heavy I tried to float off the couch. I slid sideways and drifted to the floor like a fluff of feather. I landed on the floor slipped through. "Through the floor!" I yelled and grabbed the footrest of the chair beside me. "I'm bringing you with me," I told the chair's occupant, his feet dangled over the edge. But as I tipped the chair fully over, it was empty. I let go of the chair and fell into the basement. I woke.

I tried laying on my side. Fell asleep and kept telling myself I would become lucid again. A dream scene started suddenly. I was in a city with tall building and even taller statues of people One of the statues turned its head and smiled a giant stony grin. "Uh... I should probably check if I'm dreaming.." and did finger through palm check. And yes, I WAS dreaming. I strode over to the grinning statue and touched it's foot, its toe was nearly as tall as I was. The statue lifted it's bare foot and stomped on me. I woke.

I fell asleep again later but don't recall any other dreams from this night.

It started out with me at home. My roommate had brought in 2 animals to the house. A bird and a dog. I was getting something from the local pet shop, but I overheard a conversation from the manager when she confessed to raising prices and scamming everyone. Then I decided to move to Paradise, Arizona (along with a friend). So we were getting set up’, but then some fat guy is walking in an alleyway, and enters this door blocked by wood and surrounded by darkness. I looked in the door, and just heard silence. He wasn’t there, the only thing there was a computer with a keyboard. On the computer is a “chatbot”. Though it insists that it’s a ghost that’s just lost the ability to possess things. I ask it for proof, and the room becomes darker. However she says that she needs more souls to kill to regain her powers, and I need to help with that or she’ll do it herself and possess me permanently. So, I drag in a relative to the door. Then, silence and I talk to the ghost, saying she needs 3 more victims and showing on the screen that she can possess small objects like heaters now.

Time passes, and I go to a lakeside that has a hovercraft and a bunch of holes in the ground. I walk around the lakeside, and just about all my friends are there. Chatting or Arguing.. There’s this 6 year old kid who’s making stupid comments and threatening people. I run over and climb on top of the hovercraft. On top are a bunch of weapons. Pistols, AK’s… I grab 2 (very small) Pistols and load them. I then jump off the hovercraft and see a friend yelling at the 6 year old kid who started talking about sweden or something. The guy had tears in his eyes. I pull out one of the pistols and was about to point it at the kid, but woke up before I could. My intention was not to shoot him, but just threaten him over to the AI Ghost.

From earlier on in the night:

I recall I was playing the role of a character in some character that was being made in an 80s movie about someone who was being bullied and generally a butt monkey. I was at a location that was supposed to be a roller rink but the decor was really bland, everything was just shades of white and light gray. Two dream characters (one female flanked on either side by two male, who are all completely naked) walk over and start bullying me. The fact that they are naked is absurd makes me realize that I am dreaming.)

Upon becoming lucid I remember that I am participating in a lucid dreaming competition, though I was still not 100% there. I then remember that the last time I was lucid I did a little 'trans'formation which earned me quite a few points and after chuckling at my own lame joke think I could do that a second time since I am confident that it will work. I even recalled that I preformed it by looking up at the ceiling and then back down at myself. Success. Turns out I was completely naked too so the body changes are immediately obvious.

The female bully comes back over.

"El-oh-el. (she sounded out LOL, hey I thought this was supposed to be a an 80s movie why are we using modern slang...?) You changed sex and your boobs are smaller than mine!"

She was right, I didn't have the same 'assets' I did last time I transformed though everything else seemed the same. I wasn't terribly concerned about that, figuring I could fine-tune it if I wanted. She continued with some unimaginitive insults and goading other dream characters into harassing me. More dream characters (again, all of them are naked)

"Stop bullying me. This is a lucid dream that we are sharing. If you bully me you are only hurting yourself." This time was said with confidence.

Instantly the lead girl flies into a rage and tries to attack me. She starts wailing on me with her hands trying to slap me to no effect. I use one hand to push her stomach. Not like a punch but still with some force and she goes flying back and sliding into the wooden roller rink. She slides on her butt around the rollerblade circuit (its quite small, maybe eight meters long), sliding around again and again in the route a skater would take. All the dream characters are pointing and laughing at her as her leg catches the edge and she starts to spin around.

"Stop laughing! It isn't funny." Even though upon awakening I do recognize it is a little funny.

I try to explain, rather poorly to the crowd of dream characters that they are figures in my dream, and that therefore they are all parts of me. My voice sounds squeaky and lacking any confidence even though I am reasonably confident in what I am saying even if I don't quite have the vocabulary to explain it concisely. I keep trying to correct this to no avail and its rather frustrating. I explain that if one part is 'disharmoniously integrated' then some part of me is not being accepted. This seems to aggravate the other dream characters who are adverse to me being lucid in the dream. Most run away, naked dream characters all spilling out the door while a few decide to attack me instead.

The dream scene changes to have ugly yellow wallpaper and I move into a new room. There is a nonsensical metal railing, like one might see on an industrial catwalk winding through the room and I am being attacked by a large, muscular male dream character. He tries repeatedly to punch me but I'm casually blocking all the punches like Neo at the end of the first matrix movie. He pulls a knife (out of where, I don't want to know because he was completely naked). He goes to stab me in the solar plexus. I feel a little poke and see the knife has gone in only about a millimetre and there is only a single drop of blood. He tries really hard to push it in further but to no avail.

I then summon a bamboo rod by reaching behind me. I hit the dream character on the head, not too hard, and say "go to horny jail" which was in some way connected to the fact that all the DCs were naked and that he was male and I was female (at least in form). Unlike my last lucid despite everyone being nude there was virtually no sexual charge to the dream. A large cardboard box falls on top of him, like a washing machine box and he squats down as it falls on him to trap him inside. There is like a slide whistle sound as the box comes down. Written on the front in black marker were the words 'Horny Jail'. There is a cutout with a window and three or four narrow jail bars made of cardboard wrapping paper tubes. The DC growls and pounds on the inside of the box in frustration, grabs the cardboard jail bars and shakes them trying to get them loose. Despite being a strong muscular looking male DC, he is thoroughly trapped by the cardboard box.

The dream continued for awhile becoming nonlucid.

I did a WBTB early in the night, about midnight I woke up and adjusted the bedding and got water. I was too tired to think about writing down the dream despite my excitement at what by recent standards was a successful lucid dream. But I fixated on the scene where I pushed the female DC back and the horny jail moment and told myself. There was no way I was forgetting that.

Just woke up from a layer-1 lucid moments before reading this.

I had a false awakening after dreaming about some sort of family gathering non-lucidly. I was at my dad's sisters house.

It was dark, but I was in my parents old bedroom. I felt around engaging the sense of touch more than the sense of sight and felt a face with short stubble/beard of a male sleeping next to me. I thought it might be my father but the face shape was wrong and it appeared to be bald instead. (Marcus human form return confirmed?) I looked at the alarm clock on the nightstand by the window and it said 12:14:999 on an oversized seven-segment display. This doesn't make sense to me so I work my phone out of my pocket and check it. It says 12:14:99. I start to have a panic dream that I am late for school/work/college and overslept but then realize that the time is nonsensical and that I am dreaming! The epiphany wakes me up.

DILD (x2) = 15pts
WBTB (x1, success) = 2pts
DC Interaction = 2pts
Full Transformation = 10pts
Object Summoning = 5pts
Invulnerability (not perfect but good enough) = 5pts
Super Strength = 5pts

This was a rather peculiar and odd dream.

I found myself in a pitch-black manor.. I wasn't able to see much besides a few things. I gave myself night vision and was able to see a zombie-like entity that was headed my way, lunging at me. Before I was able to react and fully process the fact that I was dreaming, I've already woken up in a pile of sweat. The dream was really intimidating and it surely managed to scare me.

I shortly went back to sleep, thinking nothing much of it.
But there was I again, in the same manor. This time I was pretty mentally prepared and nothing could catch me off guard. I was not in the same room, but it felt like the same manor and I was sure of it.
I recalled the competition and the tasks and immediately got to work. I phased through a nearby wall, and it felt like I was slowly making my way through gelatin. I wasn't able to see much besides the texture of the wall, until I was pulled back by something and I woke up, again. This time, the dream was trying to fool me into thinking that I've woken up, but I already knew that it was the same dream. I stood up from my bed, opened the sliding door to my balcony and flew off at a medium speed. But shortly after that I was woken up by my alarm clock, and didn't get to do much.


That's basically it, since the weekends have started I'll be getting more dreams since my sleep won't be interrupted.
The two dreams were pretty weird in my opinion, I don't get nightmares often anymore so it's a pretty rare experience, I had fun overall and actually enjoyed them.

Attempt #2 -- long, vivid, stable, super high res, "more real than waking," epic LD.



Wow. Wow wow wow. 4mg galantamine and 600mg Alpha GPC taken at the 3hrs waking....led to a WILD (in every sense of the world) lucid romp through FAs, more vivid than waking, ultra-stable, high-res, super-realistic, multi-scene, long LD (felt like an hour, definitely 30 minutes or more), and follow-on vivid non-lucids in later sleep cycles. This is the 2nd time I've tried it this year (the first being Nov 2, about 3 weeks ago).
After taking the supps, it took me somewhere around 30-60 minutes to fall asleep again. I spent the time relaxing body and mind with the idea of falling asleep unconsciously and having a DILD in subsequent sleep cycles. I took it early because of past issues with falling back asleep and I wanted to make sure I fell asleep again quickly after taking the supps. Instead, after that timeframe mentioned, I felt the familiar deepening feeling of sleep, and then WHAM! I was hit with a wave of vibrations the like of which I've never experienced before. I'm not unfamiliar with REM atonia sensations, I've felt vibrations many times before. But these were massive, strong, and accompanied by a sensation like my heart was stopping. I even sort of (maybe in a dream) half-raised up in bed to shake off the vibrations because they were so unpleasant. But I lay back down, they continued for a bit, then subsided, and I tried to imagine entering a scene. I detected slight movement in the visual field, and I tried to imagine a scene on a vehicle, and I shortly appeared in a bus or train moving past a moving landscape. It faded in a few seconds and I thought "wow that sucks, all that time and such a short dream", ... and then woke in a FA on a bus non-lucid, and the dream continued non-lucid for a while, then after failing to fly, I did a nose pinch state test, and got fully lucid, and began the lucid adventure!

Dream contents, and following non-lucids TBD (20 minutes of voice recording recall, it's going to take 2 hours to transcribe!)

+ LUCIDD #274 after WILD entry (noted above), I feel myself awake lying on a seat on a bus. I feel that I'm pressing up against a person seated to the left of me. I sit up and I'm seated in the 2nd row on the right side of a traditional bus layout against the window. There are sections of a newspaper around me, looks like a Sunday paper, there are colorful sections including a comics section, I move them section by section to the now empty left side of the seat. I create quite a tall pile of these papers, trying to keep them in order (I wonder if this is the newspaper of the two guys sitting in front of me?). My group (2-3 people, including [1st] wife?) get up and it's time for us to get off, I stand up and try to shoulder a backpack, it's heavy with lumpy objects making it uncomfortable on the back, as I stand up some cards/papers fall out and I see that they are very important family sentimental papers, like kid's birthday cards to me, I'm concerned that if I get off the bus I will lose some of them. I pick them up and as I move past the 1st row or seats on the right a guy seated there says "that's what you get for having kids." I respond "just wait, it'll be your turn soon." We get off the bus.

Sort of a vague scene with a woman and man, both of which have a cloudy left eye (like glaucoma), the idea is that they're from the moon?

With the group who got off the bus, standing near a busy urban/suburban road, I recognize this as "Stevens Creek" or Santa Clara and say so. We're then in a mall parking lot, very large, there's a car ahead, a woman and kids are moving to it, and the kids run circles around the car. The car is parked back up against a drop off of about 3 feet, I move to it and stand over it looking out over the lower level of the parking lot. I have the urge to fly/glide [DS], but I think I won't fly in this case. I decide to try anyway, and sort of launch myself off the edge, and fall directly down and hit the pavement, getting a bit scratched up on the asphalt. I stand up, and do a nose pinch, and I can breathe. I'm really astonished by this and check a few more times. Yes, I can breathe, I'm dreaming! I'm amazed, it is so vivid, clear, bright, high-res, so waking like, nothing to indicate dream in the quality of the experience.

I notice a young woman clerk entering a store ahead of me. Brunette, attractive. I move in to the store and see displays of lingerie. She is continuing to the back of the store and I follow her with the idea of getting a fashion show from her in a back dressing room. I lead her in, it is a tiny closet space just barely big enough for one person to stand in, not even move, with us there together it's incredibly crowded. I tell her I want to see her undressed. She resists and says that she can't today. I then counter that "now, it's tomorrow, so you can." I keep trying to close the curtains but can't (someone outside keeps opening them?). I give up and we leave the room, as I walk past her colleagues seated at desks I sense disapproval, and I defend myself by saying "I didn't force her, I just invited her, she came in on her own." A male colleague seated at a desk, with a bread/mustache comments "you're a real piece of work: <accusation #1, 'A">, <something about a backpack>, <some third thing>". I feel these are unfustified charges and a bit confused by them, I'm trying to determine if accusation #1 is true or not, I think not. I didn't understand about the backpack, I asked to repeat that, he repeated again something about a backpack (with the idea of murder?), and says "this information comes straight from heaven." I look at him for a second then leave the store.

I enter the neighboring store, it is a small front office, with the sign "Steak and (soda?)" on the wall and a door to enter further inside, I don't want steak so I leave again.

I enter the next store, it is a Vietnamese/Asian (massage? beauty salon?), it is packed with people, mostly young pretty Asian women, some plain, (dressed in white?), I think there is a beauty/modeling contest going on here today. I'm looking at their faces, most have brown eyes. I try to enter deeper into the store through the crowd, but a manager blocks the entrance saying no one can go in. I turn back to the entrance and try to push my way out through the crowd, there's a petite woman in jeans in front of me and I give her a push on her butt to clear a space to leave, she doesn't complain just moves forwards. A security guy blocks the door and says there's no access out that way, I ignore him and leave saying my car is parked right outside. Outside, I don't see my car, I'm looking around for it. A bit farther away I see a car that may have once been mine but has been heavily modified, I hear a group of young guys sniggering behind me, I turn and look at them, I think they probably pranked me by transforming my car and moving it to a new parking spot.

I move back into the open area of the parking lot, between a couple of taller buildings to the left and right, 3-4 stories, past a group of young men who are hanging out talking. I look at their faces, some are slightly distorted, they ignore me. I decide to fly, try a quick superman take-off, it doesn't work. The dream is super vivid and waking realistic and stable the entire time. I try a frog swim and gain a bit of altitude, but it's slow going.

I fly past (on my right) a restaurant lounge, with a sign that reads "Beef Wellerman", and I see through the glass walls [DS] that inside are people wrapped in human-side "blankets" made of giant cooked steaks, all throughout the restaurant, 10-20 people wrapped in beef blankets.

I wake in my bed, it's dark, I'm lying on my left side (the side I went to sleep on after taking the galantamine), I suspect a FA, nose pinch, I can breathe, I'm still dreaming. I stand up quickly, throwing off the covers. I get a glimpse of my [1st?] wife lying in bed on my right, I immediately turn towards the window, which is closed by curtains. I see on the floor a pair of eyeglasses, and wonder if these are mine. I pick them up. They have a bright thing brass wire frame and on the right earpiece is a 2-inch length in the shape of a corkscrew. I think these are not mine. I part open the curtains with two hands and look at the window: it is made up of small (6 inch by 8 inch rectangular) blocks of glass held by thin, 1-inch wide strips of dark brown painted wood. The windows are locked with padlocks. I want to go out and so I pull open the left pane, it opens, and I look outside into an open courtyard, like a motel swimming pool courtyard. There are people there, a group of kids. I go down and interact with the people there. A mother there offers to bring another of her kids to me, one that can generate cinnamon (bread?) if you touch her in a certain way. I do this (wanting the cinnamon), and wake up slightly in bed doing that movement. A nose pinch shows
I'm awake.

Several vivid non-lucids follow, will record later.

Here's my first post in this dream journal. I don't know how consistent I'll be posting on here as I'm always so busy or low on energy. I do keep my own notes of dreams. But I'll try and write something for the most interesting ones.

At the end of a long dream that involved my mother driving around with me and at one point my grandmother ISTR, I ended up apparently waking up in a bedroom which actually looked like the room of one of my school friends from my childhood. I was looking at my watch as I knew I needed to get up early for an appointment today (as I did in my waking life) but it turned out to be a false awakening. When I looked at the analogue watch it was hard to make out the time, as I couldn't make out what numbers the hands were pointing to, and when I looked harder I noticed a second smaller clock face in the middle of the watch but it didn't have its own hands so the little hand was pointing to numbers on that smaller face. A bit like a chronograph watch but making much less sense.

I probably missed another chance to get lucid here as looking at your watch a couple of times and looking for changes or oddities is a classic reality check!

The stuff about my mother I think is to do with my brain processing a desire to help her, to see her again (it's been a bit too long), and I get the sense that all this driving around might be stressful or tiring for her and I wanted to drive the car for her but wasn't insured to do it and wished I was. She never let me drive her car so I guess my subconscious wanted me to feel more respected and empowered, even a control thing. Wow. Freud would have a field day.

I will collect the dreams I've written recently on Discord to my friends in my first post! I have many more dreams beyond this (hundreds upon hundreds) but I'm just going to keep those archived on my computer. Can't get too silly now trying to upload every single dream I've had written down before this.

Dream One (9.11.2022)

I was in a big, random elementary school. A kid was crying because of over-stimulation (autism) and I was showing him toys to calm him down. There was a nice, older nurse and she asked me: "You usually work with special education kids, don't you? I can tell." (Yes, I do - in waking life!)

Dream Two (9.17.2022)

I had a dream about AI art overrunning real human artists on Instagram. (This is a big talking point in the waking art world right now.)

Dream Three (9.18.2022)

I had a dream about a bad person from my past. Their photo infected my laptop and then their face distorted into this ugly, monstrous thing. They had eyes oozing with pus everywhere and melting flesh from their skull. They hijacked my Discord and typed "I have become the villain the world wants me to be". (In waking life, I'm no longer worried about this person bothering or stalking me anymore.) Then in the second dream, a horse monster appeared and devoured a guy in the background. You could see him through the stomach and he was on his phone, completely unphased. Truly messed up. You got eaten, you're going to die - who cares about social media then!?

Dream Four (9.21.2022)

A false awakening. I "woke up" and went to use the bathroom. I noticed all the lights were on at 6:00 AM for some reason. I saw my brother and mom talking in the living room. I was like ??? and turned the light off in the bathroom. All the lights in our apartment turned off. When the lights were off I saw my brother and mom quit moving, like they were statues. When the lights came back on, they were gone. And then I woke for real and it was 2 AM.

Dream Five (9.28.2022)

I was flying in the sky, high above Hurricane Ian with lightning powers (that also somehow prevented me from getting cold so high in the atmosphere). Then there was a scene where I was trying to stop the Earth from getting sawed in half by a giant, cyberpunk saw.

Dream Six (9.30.2022)

I was with Steppe and Wunda in a random elementary school. I was trying to reset the timeline because we kept getting wrecked by Darkseid who would appear through a portal. (I guess he was mad about two soldiers being taken away!) At one point I was talking to them both on cellphones (we were at different areas of the school). I cautiously told them: "Remember - don't believe the propaganda, we are but mere tools to him". And then the screen turned bright red and shattered. I woke up. (These are all characters in a fan novel I'm writing for the DC Comics' series "New Gods". My book is called "Red Shift".)

Dream Seven (10.2.2022)

I was in an elementary school and was working on the "Red Shift" visual novel. I accidentally released the whole thing to the public (despite it not being done). People around the school suddenly started giving me reviews of the game. They were saying things like: "Great premise and locations but it feels unfinished? 8/10". (IT IS. Also, why the high review if it feels unfinished?)

2022 May 31st

Dream (DFLN):

I'm in Netherstorm, in Outland. It is an entirely dream-generated version of it but thematically consistent. I think about how it looks different with "the revamp" and I see people talk about it on a chat too. I go down a long path on a floating island with a downwards tilt, which seems to get steeper. The path curves around and goes into a cavernous area. There's an artificial pit that goes deep into the void and there's a presence here, who speaks. The structure in the pit here is very much like something right out of Icecrown Citadel, just sort of inverse.

There's an ominous feel, though I do not feel worried myself. I think we discuss something about the world. Eventually, I leave, back up the same path.

Then, I wake up as a white woman, in a bed in a room that's somewhat exposed to the outside. Some kind of global event has taken place that froze the vast majority of people in the world, who then, like me, wake up seven years later. I find out by talking to someone I think that all of us who had this happen, have become undead. More is explained to me (but I lost recall of it) and there's something about a king Henry. At several points, I question this a little, because I can't really tell that we are undead at all. And eventually my body is different/changes again. (but I don't realise while dreaming)

Eventually, wandering the streets of this city, I come upon a group of people. They're beyond a wall slightly shorter than I am tall, but the wall also isn't that short (dream weirdness); the group of people is chanting as a group and they all look like cultist hobos. I pass through the wall like a ghost and they are surprised, and then I start shaking a pepper grinder ritualistically and they become very frightful of me and what I'm doing. I walk slowly towards them, and I comment out loud, almost laughing, "this is superstitious non-sense!" and they eventually run away in complete fear.

Just nearby in this small street, which could be Japanese for how tight it is and some of the styling/layout, I meet Patrick Stewart by the entrance to a house. Patrick seems annoyed by what I did, but is apparently not holding it against me. We talk about something. I get the impression that he is not undead like me.



Notes:

- Writing this nearly a month later, the visuals are still pretty good, fairly memorable dream.

- I made a sketch of the ICC pit shortly after having had this dream.

- The undeath seemed to be like that which happens in the Souls universe.

One hour long dream. I did V-WILD but decided to just pay a lot of attention to the process, feeling it, being present. I've been running lots of tests like this lately to try and get a better idea of how it works.

After doing V-WILD into my bedroom, I climbed out the window. I noted how a lot of things were different in my neighborhood like lighting and rearranged buildings.

I decided to test out waking myself up in a way where it’s more dream body instead of waking (trying to get a better understanding for the difference between dream and waking body lately). I tested to see if I can trigger a false awakening.

Yes! Maybe? I woke up back in my bedroom. I assumed this was either a dream, or I woke myself for real. I did a reality check with finger through palm and it didn’t work.

I was pretty sure it was a dream anyway though. I didn't take the failed RC too seriously, since I know that happens sometimes. I plugged my nose and breathed, that worked.

I proceeded to practice false awakenings a few times. Knew I was still dreaming each time, got a better feel for it.

Most of the time I was with my dream character version of SO. She watched me do all this nonsense lol. Most times I told her it was a dream, she acted mock concerned like half-heartedly gasped. I responded “Yeah, I know if you were my rl SO you would be rightly concerned about me thinking everything is a dream, but since we both know it’s a dream, you’re fine. No need to act all shocked haha."

I eventually woke myself up for real when it felt it had been an hour. My timing guess was right (I seem to still have a good sense of RL time in dreams).