lucid

I've been trying to lucid dream for 7 weeks and so far no results. my main problem is being unable to realize I'm dreaming however before I discovered lucid dreaming I used to realize I was dreaming every night by accident.I tried doing reality checks a few times every day, but after about 3 weeks of that not working I gave up on it. I've also tried for about 4 weeks repeating to myself I'll have a lucid dream but It won't work, I did come close to one though when I decided to take a nap in the afternoon, I realized I was dreaming and forgot for some reason. please help me with my lucid dream deficiency!:(

Blue= Non-Lucid
Red= Lucid
Orange= TOTM
Green= Real life side note

So i was on facebook with this girl next to me (i think) and she did something really weird. So i decided to RC ( the girl was gone by now)
So by now i was lucid. I went out of my room ( I did the nose RC and text RC as my RC) anyways i was in my hallway and saw that the dream was unstable. So i rubbed my hands and the dream became less fuzzy. So as i was walking to my kitchen i told myself to refrain from sex and try flying. As i walked i did the thing where you look at your hands to stabilize th dream. I looked at them and i shouted "increase lucidity now!" it didn't do much. Now i was in my kitchen and i heard my mom call me crazy and i wanted to tell her to fuck off but i didn't. So i looked at the window in my kitchen and said. " i can fly, i know i can, i'm gonna fly". So i prepared and jumped forward and flew out the window but got stopped flying when i went out the window. So i imagined myself shooting up into the air (i was in midair, hovering). I flew forward up to some trees and flew for like 5 seconds and then decided i would go land and have sex but the dream was faded and tried to stabilize it but it faded.

7-8-06

I had a good Lucid Dream last night.

Before I went to bed I had remembered that I had still not read the Lucid Tasks for July. I went to bed with this on my mind.

It started as a very long normal dream. But I can only backtrack it to a point where I was standing in line in a building with a bunch of other people. I knew some of the people there: Jeff, Jeremy H and Marie.

I looked over the rail beside us and saw a huge pool of water (like at Sea World). Marie had her feet dangling in the water, and Jeff was leaning toward the water. I suddenly saw something snake-like coming through the water at us. I realized it was a sea snake. I remembered that they are one of the most venomous snakes on earth. It started swimming around Marie's legs. Then over to Jeff who was holding his hand out to it. It stuck its head out of the water and "sniffed" Jeff's hand. I was waiting for it to bite him at any second. But to my relief it then swam away without harming anyone.

I then realized that we were alone and that we had lost our group. We started to run ahead. And I started doing cool things like jumping down whole staircases in one jump. Or jumping over obsticles that are in my way...and staying up in the air a very long time. It was a very satisfying feeling.

I finally ran out the door to the outside. Everything was beautiful. It had been raining and the sky was still overcast except for a strip around the horizon. The sun was shining through that gap and everything was glowing a golden yellow (like it does in real life under these circumstances).

I thought it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. I saw that I was at Disneyland, and I could see the Matterhorn not too far away also glowing in the golden sunlight.

I'm not sure what triggered lucidity, but the next thing I knew, I was lucid and flying toward the Matterhorn. It felt so good to be flying. But suddenly I could feel the dream slipping away. I felt myself wake up. But instead of finding myself in bed like most of my False Awakenings I was just back on the ground.

I saw a house and flew up by its roof. I remembered that I had wanted to do one of the Lucid Tasks. But I hadn't read July's Task yet. So I figured the next best thing was to try to do some old tasks. I looked at the house next to me and wondered how hard it would be to destroy it with my bare hands. I had never tried anything like that before. I pulled back my fist and gave it a hard punch. Nothing happened except for giving me sore knuckles. I focused my mind and picutred making a huge hole with the next punch. I punched again. And again. But I was unable to do any damage (except to my knuckles). I didn't worry too much. I figured destroying things wasn't one of my strengths.

I then thought of catching a butterfly. I wondered how hard that would be. I started floating out from the house and looked around. As I was flying I felt something tickle my nose and I looked and saw two butterflies....one large one and a smaller one. The smaller one had beautiful wings--the upper parts were orange and the lower parts black. I slowly reached out my hands and cupped them around the little butterfly. I could feel its wings brush the insides of my hands. I was surprised how easy that was. I then let the butterfly go.

I then decided to fly very high. I was having problems getting higher than about 30-40 feet. I remember there was a tree beside me that I couldn't get any higher than. I would suddenly slow to a stop and hover. I then really put my mind to it and got another 10 feet or so higher before stopping again. I wasn't sure why I was having such trouble.

Then I was back on the ground and I decided to climb this wooden fence so I could get high and then dive off and fly. I climbed and climbed this fence. It went up and up. There didn't seem to be an end to it. Finally when my leg muscles could take no more, I saw that I was at the top. I looked down to see how high I was. But to my surprise and dismay, I saw that I was about five feet off the ground. That was quite frustrating. At that point I seemed to lose lucidity. I went on to other dreams. One was about being with roommates. One of them liked the same guy that I did. I think he was a garbage collector. Then we were dressing up for this dance. My roommate was putting on blue stockings.

And that's all I remember.

Goal: Look up July's Lucid Tasks!!

My LD: Was getting chased by some weird tings and I was like wtf fam and I realized this cant be real. I didnt stabiliize tho and dream only lasted bout 20secs.
Non LD: Was mountaineering with ma mates and all of ma mates apart from me got hit by an avalanche. It was my fault as I triggered it. One of the peepz had his leg amputated and blood was everywhere and everyone was puking Lollz. Then I went into a room full of peepz having a faag and I was like where the fuck am I. I must be dreaminggggg and I was like "I could stabilise and go lucid" but I cba and decided to wake up instead.

This dream started off as an awful, awful nightmare. But not something that couldn't be real. So I'm surprised I realized it was a dream at all. Something about people hiding outside my house, waiting to kill me. You just see their glowing eyes, that kinda thing. Then at one point they WERE in the house and I was trying to lock the door but I dind't quite shut it in time. I think that's when I realized it was a dream. I just kept saying it "this is a dream" and usually that realization makes the bad guy go away. This time I had to really WILL him away. But he left. I think I tried to fly which didn't really work. But I decided me and my son should pee rainbows from the top of the stairs. Really, don't ask me HOW my subconcious thought of this. So rediculous. But we did... and I'm female, so . Streams of rainbows poured down my stairs. Coating everything in beautiful bright rainbow colours... Then I woke up.

WAKING LIFE DREAMING LUCID UNDERLINED IF IT FEELS PARTICULARLY SIGNIFICANT

Spoiler for Past Related Dreams and History:

History

A new experience dreaming the other night. It gave me hope even though I woke in fear. It also prompted me to get off my butt and finally join a forum that discusses such things. First, a little history.

In the past I’ve had a reoccurring dream of family members and others trying to kill me. One repeated every year it seemed, starting at the age of about 8 and ending (at least consciously) around 18. In this dream a calm and intense voice announced to me that my family was turning into monsters. I ran from them. My father chased me (the chase scenes varied significantly, thought it seems that they were always outside of my grandmother’s house, where the dream started). Sometimes I got away, sometimes I fell, and there was one time I thought I experienced death before I woke up. The dreams filled me with terror.

Other similar dreams have often occurred, the main theme being that someone is stalking me and I am aware that they wanted to kill me. Sometimes I’d confront them. Most times it would be an endless hiding and running deep fear experience. Sometimes it was a combination of both. I’ve experienced other variations of this type of terror dream, often including sharks (in college), tornadoes, and tidal waves.
Usually when I wake the consuming fear and sadness and loneliness from these dreams is so very present, infusing me to some extent throughout the day no matter how much I process and release it. It can be exhausting. Ok, pretty much done with the history.


Recent History

A couple nights ago a terror dream was different than other experiences. I haven’t been remembering my dreams as often in the recent past (I started to type recent future, lol). I had meditated right before sleeping with binaural audio that also incorporates other meditation-inducing aspects. It was a pretty deep meditation and a lot more emotional pain than usual came up, but I was largely able to hold the discomfort in a larger awareness and release happened as well. I fell asleep.

Nightmare with Lucid Meditation

The terror dream was a series of people trying to kill me. Each chapter seemed to occur in my current home or a similar one.

One instance was a psychological death of sorts, where someone wanted me to admit something I’d done that hurt them but I knew that if they knew it would hurt them more than if I didn’t tell them. I felt ashamed. As they tried to dig it out of me tears ran down my face and I avoided looking into their eyes. I think I explained to them at one point that I couldn’t tell them or they would be more hurt. I was conflicted and I’m not sure I held my ground (I think the dream changed at that point).

The dream continued, one person trying to kill me, the dream morphing, then another person trying to kill me, and so on. They were sneaky, some trying to lull me into feeling comfortable with them. It didn’t work. I knew. I resisted. After a few chapters in the dream, I became aware that I was dreaming. In this lucid state I tried different tactics.

1. Dream Control

I tried what I now know to be called dream control. Tried to turn my stalker away, tried to make them friendly, tried to make it not be about being stalked. That wasn’t as “successful” as the tactic has been in other lucid dreams I've had.

2. Wake

I tried to wake myself. In the dream I had access to my real memories: I recalled that I’d woken myself from a nightmare as a young child, maybe 5 years old, after frantically trying to wake in the dream and having no success. This is how I remember it. I became aware of my physical body in my bed. I tried to open my eyes. Felt my eyebrows raising, my lids stretching, but they stayed together. I tried to move my arms. They were heavy, they wouldn’t move. Then my shoulders responded. Finally my arms moved. I reached up and opened my eyes with my hands and woke like that…my fingers on my eyelids, having pulled them apart manually.

Remembering the success of this childhood experience, I attempted this tactic in my dream last night while lucid. It failed. Throughout using these wake-myself-up-please tactics,

I would think I had awakened only to find out I was still in the dream. I became identified with the dream and then lucid and aware I was dreaming (usually because I had a new stalker or less often because something else wouldn't be the same as in my home) again over and over after each failed attempt.

First I tried to wake myself by simply willing it, then throwing a large amount of the energy of my desire to wake into it.

Then I tried to feel my body in my bed, to establish a connection like I thought I had in childhood. It seemed that I could feel my body and that I woke. This was the first time I thought I'd woken up but after I “woke” myself I soon discovered I was being stalked again and had not escaped the dream.

Then I tried to not only feel my body but to move my body, however, I found I wasn’t very coordinated and I was flailing. I became afraid of hurting myself or spilling my water on my nightstand, etc.

The cycle of thinking I had awoken and then realizing I was still in the dream (I think called false awakenings?) came full circle at least 3 times, though in my not completely clear recollection it feels like it was more like 4 to 6 times.

3. Lucid Meditation

At one point I tried to meditate in the dream, hold the dream and the fear of the dream in the arms of my awareness so that I wasn’t so self-identified with it and terrified. This was the new accomplishment. A big one. I don’t think it lasted long, maybe a couple minutes.

I’ve been in different meditative states in many dreams, but this one was intentionally, lucidly, induced. Even though it was a meditation initially infused with the desire to escape from the emotions, I'm still goanna break out with a yay! I came to a place where I wasn’t hiding or trying to wake up. I was confronting in an accepting way while still trying to protect myself.

The meditation did not relieve the fear but I felt more me, more whole. At first the fear was very present and perhaps more so. It seems that the fear ebbed to some degree after a time. I remember looking down on my body during the meditation. The dream also may have gone to black and white during the meditation and got a static quality to it, like white noise. I don't remember ever dreaming in black and white, though now that I look back I don't recall any color in the dream at any point. I am skeptical of it not being in color, however, because now it is days since the dream occurred and I only remember snippets. After the short meditation is when I fuzzily think I woke.

I don't remember the sequence of the following parts of the dream. I'm about 90% sure I wasn’t lucid at the time:

I felt physical pain when one stalker was biting my lips. The physical pain felt so…well…physical. It hurt in a sharp way, just as if my dream body was a physical one. That realization is unsettling and also wondrous. Now I realize that both of the times I have been aware of physical pain in dreams was when I was being bitten. Both dreams were at some point lucid dreams, but not lucid at the time that I was being bitten. The other time was a dog biting my fingertips. Now I’m interested in this…why biting? Perhaps this similarity is connected to a pattern, perhaps not. Worth keeping an eye on it and a thought hanging around.

I tried to manipulate the people out of trying to kill me. I plotted quickly as they advanced. One of the people I offered myself to sexually to try to avoid being killed, to distract him. It worked. It was boring and rather ineffectual sex and I ended up feeling frustrated because I wanted more pleasure, even though I was creeped out and scared.

Well, that was long. I doubt I'll want to use the energy to write so much in the future (or try to refine the clarity of my writing so much, gah), but this dream absolutely fascinated me and I felt reconnected to past dreaming experiences after dry spells and inattention. It woke the inspiration.

I think a big part of why it waned was nobody I shared these types of dreams with had similar experiences or seemed to want to dive in. But after reading some of the forum, wow, some of you not only have had similar but extensive experiences. Thanks for reading, I'm interested in learning from others on this site if you want to respond! That said, I also have a very skeptical side and enjoy critical and insightful discussion, though it is tempered by many other sides.

1. I'm running away from a castle, and try to trip up my pursuers by using magic to do things like switch the outfits of two competing factions of guards. I think I ran into Legolas at some point.

2. I'm trying to escape from a school building by crawling through air vents and windows. Somewhere in the surrounding town, I meet a version of myself with magic powers in a dark tunnel full of fake roses.

3. Autocunnilingus?

4. Running away from a former classmate who's trying to force himself on me. I throw a basketball cage at him.

5. Playing on a tree-swing. I watch an owl in the branch above me catch and start eating a duck.

6. I'm in a room full of drawers of stuff. I decide for some reason that I must be dreaming, and do the nose-pinch-breath-test to check. Of course, once I realize I'm dreaming, things get all vague and unstable, so I start touching everything - books with embossed covers, polished rocks, a stone knife (which I cut my thumb on and had to go find a band-aid). I think I got so obsessed with touching objects that I forgot it was a dream again. -_-'

15.04.2011

Relearning (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

It has been a long time since I WILDed, and I felt like a nap today so why not.

As I relaxed I listened to some easy-going music, and turned it off when I realised I couldn't remember the last three songs that played. I must have zoned it out. As I lay there, I tried to stimulate some simple visualisations, but none were coming easily. After a while, I seemed to read a newspaper. The print was very small, and the articles made absolutely no sense. I was reading very intently, and felt quite alert. Soon after, my hand touched something cold. I assumed it was the wall. But, not having moved myself, I knew it was sleep paralysis.

I ran my hand along the wall and opened my eyes a crack. I could see the same thing I had before I went to sleep earlier, and wasn't sure whether it was part of a dream or I was really opening my eyes. So I closed them again and slowly stood up in bed, feeling the cold wall the whole time. When I jumped sideways out of bed I opened my eyes again, knowing there could be no question this time. I saw my room in halls, crossed with the room of the house I lived in five years ago.

I stumbled to the top of the stairs. Everything around me had a psychadellic, vibrating quality to it. It slowly stabilised. I was very conscious of being in a dream, and even moving around in virtual reality felt strange. In hindsight, what I should have done next was rub my hands together and attempt part of the task of the year. Instead, I caved to my base instinct and went off on a shagging spree.

A false awakening followed, and I kept my eyes closed. It felt like someone got into bed beside me, so I asked if they wouldn't mind helping me up. This they did. When I stood up and looked around, there was no-one to be seen.

I'm going to have to get back into WILDing, I'm out of practice.

I was in a bedroom with K and a some man I didn't know. They were showing me women who could be potential mates. The first two were elderly! There was a buff gay man. And the only two ladies my age (and attractive) were married. So I decided to roam the house I was in search for my own mate. At the moment I left the room I became lucid.

I started by looking at my hands and interlacing the fingers. I was kind of amazed at the reality of the thing. I went into the hallway and down the stairs, playing with my hands and repeating out loud "I am dreaming, I am dreaming". At the next hallway I even did a little dance to show off the amount of control I had. It was fun! I flipped on a light switch in that hallway and was kind of surprised it worked. Two of the three lights went on anyway. I opened the first door where I could hear voices. Two girls were vacuuming their apartment, even though I don't think there was any carpet. I tried to make myself invisible so I could pass by undetected, I do this a lot. The first girl still saw me as I tried to pass through her like a ghost. I went to the second girl to see what she looked like, got her to look at me then tried to make her kiss me. She stood staring at me for a moment, like she was thinking it over. Then she kind of gave in, leaned forward for the kiss, I leaned forward and must have closed my eyes, because at that moment I lost all lucidity and dreaming and woke up with my eyes closed.

This isn't the first time something like this has happened.. I don't think. I think maybe it's due to closing my eyes in the dream, without my brain focusing on anything I wake up. The complete opposite effect that touching things around the world and looking at my own body has.

I NEED to come up with an intent and practice it throughout the day and repeat it at night so I have a goal in my dreams instead of looking for hot girls.

7-3-06

I'm back.

I had a Lucid Dream while I was gone.

It wasn't particularly long, but it was an LD, nonetheless.

I was in the backyard of my old house and Philip was there, and he had these magic powers. One of the things he could do was to make things float. I remember I was on this bucket lid-- or something of that shape and size, and there was a rope attached and Philip was pulling me around the yard and I was floating behind him.

At some point I said to myself, "This is really odd. How can this be happening?" And at that moment I realized that I was dreaming.

I then said to Philip "Hey, I'm dreaming! Let's fly!"

And we took off up into the air and started flying straight up--super high. But then I realized that I was losing the dream. I could feel myself wake up. I was aware enough to know that I had just had a false awakening, but I lost lucidity at that point and went on to other now forgotten dreams.

6-13-06

FINALLY......

I had another Lucid Dream. I went to bed thinking about how it had been a long time since I had had an LD, and how I really wanted to have one...tonight. I also thought about what I wanted to do if I did have an LD. I usually like to fly, but I had been a little disappointed by the lack of details in some of my recent LDs, and I was wondering what I could do to be more observant. I fell asleep thinking about that.

I woke up at 2:30 and realized that I hadn't had one. I decided to WILD. I tried for a while and an hour went by and I was frustrated. I finally decided I really just wanted to go to sleep. I did....and LDing must have been on my mind.

My 6th LD:

I was in a car. Jeff was beside me in the back seat, and one of the people in the front may have been Marie A. We were driving on a road that winded though a canyon. We passed a place where there were two waterfalls. I looked closely at the rocks by the waterfalls. One looked just like a big Triceratops head. I mean, exactly like a triceratops head. I suddenly realized that things like that just don't happen in nature....this was a dream.

I looked around at everything. Here I was in a car again like my last memerable LD. I thought about flying. But everything around me looked so intensely real, I wondered how I could possibly make it disappear like the time before.

I looked at Jeff. I reached out and took his hand and felt his skin and touched the hairs on the back of his hand. So very real.

I touched the leather seat in the car. It was a tan color. I could feel the light shiny texture.

I touched the shiny metal door handle...and wondered how I could possibly be in a dream when this was so real. Everything was so solid...so touchable.

I looked down to see what I was wearing. I had on a grey sweatshirt. I also had on some grey sweatpants. The color of the sweatshirt was a lighter grey color and the material was much heavier than the pants.

I laughed and said to Jeff "Why am I wearing sweatpants??" (I never wear sweatpants, plus it was the middle of summer).

He shrugged and I think I told him at this time that I was having an LD with him in it.

I'm not sure where the dream went from here. I must have lost lucidity. I remember going on to other dreams. But I found it interesting--this was my first LD with other people....and the first I didn't fly in. My mind remembered that my main goal was for details. And I feel I got quite a few details.

This wasn't a very long dream, but I feel every LD is practice for better future LDs.

I was in a elevator looking upwards, I suddenly became conscious and was able to think, feel and move. (Not my head, for some reason). I was able to recall that I wasn't supposed to get to excited or else I would wake up... for some reason I had trouble thinking this, as it would repeat in my head. I got excited anyway, and woke up (I think, or I transferred to another dream because I woke up looking at bolts and screws...). Before that I had a dream that I don't consider lucid, because even though I could control myself, I didn't feel "there". I was in a elevator with a friend, and we just escaped by some midgets with guns, the elevator kept going down (To the midgets) and I wanted it to go up, so I remembered a few tactics from this website. I yelled at the top of my lungs "GO UP! I want to go UP!" "What are you doing? I want to go UP!" "This isn't good enough I want to go UP!" It eventually did, but only for a few seconds, like it was teasing me.

Lucidity: 9/10 (maybe better!)
Vividness: 9/10
Length: ~20-25 Min. (longest since 4/15/11)

When I was about to do something as soon as I became lucid I remembered how to make my lucid longer. So I did that. Then after I rubbed my hands, felt the ground, and smelled the air. I started to feel and notice a lot more things just like the tutorial said it would. So I started off small and started playing around lightly. I saw my shadow and saw that it was going crazy so I gained control of it and made my shadow how it is supposed to be. Then I just walked around for a while. Then I was in my house and was still lucid. I was trying to think of multiple reasons of why I was dreaming. I noticed that I had two of the same video cards and the box for it which I haven't seen in years. Then my brother, or somebody, wanted me to do something and then left. I immediately left after he did. Then all of a sudden it became kinda like a story. I killed someone, on accident, and I had to do something for them. I was in a hospital and the doctor asked me how she died. I was about to tell him when my friend dragged me out of the room. He was kinda mad. The only way I could possibly help the person I killed was to Lucid Dream. So this is my longest lucid ever. I had a team and I need them in order to complete my task. It was Kaleb, Ramone, and some other people that I didn't realize. So I found a bunch of glass that looked like it was from Minecraft so I broke it and jumped down. When I got down, almost immediately, some guy showed up and pointed at the sky and said "look, look at the stars! See how there glowing and bright? Their doing the burial of your body." It was a wonderful experience to experience something like that, especially in a lucid. I felt like I had died, and was on my quest to heaven. I asked him "do we have a time limit?" He said "yes." We had to finish the quest before our bodies died. Then he showed me a demonstration of how we were lucid dreaming this long. He was controlling our bodies, making them do what they would do if we were awake. Then he said "now, let's do something fun!" He pointed at the sky and made the scenery behind him completely change. We were to find some objects to help us on our quest. All I wanted to do was sell them rather than use them. But my friends kept me from doing that. Then it was kinda like Halo and I was running around with Halo-like weapons shooting skinny blue aliens and such. I felt like I was on computer. I was in a house and then I saw Sara so I thought "as always, I will end this lucid dream with some lucid sex." Then a timer showed up and said 19:19.19 minutes or something, I was like "cool, a timer. Now it will make it easier to find out how long I've been dreaming!" Then I woke up and remembered my very vivid and lucid adventure.

Well they say there's a first for everything, and last night I actually achieved lucidity before 4AM (which is unheard of in my case). My memory was rather vague upon waking. I recall it being longer than my average lucid, but I only remember it from a certain point onwards.

Anyway:

Lucid = orange

It's day time, and I'm walking past the Westlands Airfield bit (it would be classed as an alley-way if there were buildings either side of me, instead of fencing). When I emerge, there's no cars. I'm standing on the road with the intentions of fulfilling one of my goals, which is to find a computer and use it to tap into my memories, and I knew there would be one at my house, which I wasn't too far from. (I read somewhere here that somebody had been able to do that via google in a lucid).
To get there quicker/more chance of staying lucid, I call for my dream guide. I then see a heavily armoured DC with a single horn on his head, coming towards me in the distance. Again, it was a completely different person, and the fact he looked awesome was almost too good to be true. I approached him and asked if he was my dream guide. He nodded, and then corresponded to my wishes before, turning himself into an armoured rhino with me riding on top, taking me to my house.
I don't remember how long I had been lucid at this point, but I do remember thinking before/after calling for my guide that this lucid had lasted considerably longer than usual, and I was having absolutely no difficulty seeing, talking, or anything, like I sometimes do - everything was perfectly clear.
When we arrive at my home I thank him, and then ask if there's any way he could bestow better memory upon me, so that I could record all of my lucid upon waking. He said he couldn't do this, and instead left me a parting gift: A duplicate of my bike with a few extra lights on the front, which were extremely powerful. I can't remember the reason why he did this, but it obviously had some use to me.
He then dissipated before my eyes, leaving me standing on my own with 2 bikes.

I thought I had woken up at this point, somehow going into a dream state on my way home (and sleepwalking). It seemed kind of strange, that concept I mean, and I decided to do a reality check just to make sure. I held my nose shut, and found I could still breathe through it. For some annoying reason, I took this as a sign that I was awake and didn't register the fact I had just succeeded with a reality check. I also thought that this extra bike was some miracle, as a dream remnant had stayed with me, even upon 'waking', although I was worried about how I would explain this phenomenon to my parents, and that they would think I had stolen it or something.
I then proceeded to put both in the garage. For a second I hesitated and figured I should dump the other bike off somewhere else to avoid suspicion, but then I dismissed that and just put them both in. I then hear motorbikes and see Mike & Wilson coming down the drive. It's night time now and I want to get some work done before I go to bed, so I have to tell them to come back another day.

Note: The next bits are fragments from before I was lucid, still in the same dream, I think.

I'm at school in the upper school hall and some guy is starting on me for no reason. I confront him fully, but he just hits me a few times. I don't give a damn as it doesn't hurt and continue to tell him how pathetic he is for doing this, since I've done NOTHING to him.

I'm running out of the upper school hall, not out of fear, but because I want to do something elsewhere. I'm kind of paranoid that people will mistake that for me running away from him, however.

I've got some long nose thing which I'm gonna use to take the piss outta this guy who started on me. Then some of his cronies (they're quite big) are about to come out the door, so I need to find a place to hide. My friend Niall is just about to go into the toilet at this point, so I figure that's the best place to go. However, the cronies try to get in (unaware that I'm there) so I quickly lock the door and hide in the disabled bit at the back of the room, hoping that Niall will then make an exit and they won't know the difference.

I'm on my bike about to leave the premises and go home. I need to go uphill though some people. They're kicking a ball around and it flies past me. I stop and try to kick it back but it goes the wrong way.

This next bit is from my last dream, some hours later:

I'm in some random place with a large group of people. We're hunting a type of something (I think), or just trying to defend ourselves from an attack. We all have guns. People in the group keep getting attacked by ravenous wolves, losing limbs as a result. It almost happens to me at one point; I'm out of ammo and one is charging towards me, about to strike. Somebody yells ''Kick it in the face as hard as you can, you've got nothing to lose!'' so I try. I can't move, I think I'm done for. Then somebody jumps in front of me and takes the hit, losing his leg.

Later on the group gather up. I ask if anybody has any ammo, and somebody hands me more than 2 times the amount I need. I'm seriously grateful and load my gun, putting the rest of it into the bag. My friend Ash then says ''Well, I'm gonna stick with you then!''

dream
lucid

dreamed that i was hanging out with my friend lisa. we were driving around in my old white firebird i had just got it out of the shop and it was in perfect shape. it had a new inspection sticker on it and the guy had even made it into a convertable. we stopped past my grandmother's apartment because lisa told me we had to get some weed off of someone. her connection was one of my grandmother's old co-wokers from GM. the lady handed me a joint and said " well you can't smoke this you'll get drug tsted at work" and i said " no i am fine this is just a dream" and started smoking the joint. she gave me another one for the road. lisa told me to stash it for later becuase someone was stopping by to get their share of the weed and they would want to smoke it with us. I offered her some of the joint, she smiled at me gave me a kiss and said no it would not be good for the baby then i woke up. i went right back into the dream but i could not get lucid again . we were driving in my car again and there were some of our friends in front of us we were going past some dam to go hang out in the park near it