lucid

I would call this one a semi lucid dream where i wasnt totally aware i was dreaming but something in the back of my mind knew.

I was at some slave camp where bat winged guards where at. I was scared so i used my spirit powers to fly away. Dang they where fast the got to me fast and wacked me. I then got a burst of speed and got away for a while at least. I went to my house to say bye to mom and dad for i was going into hiding. I saw them comeing really fast so i flew away i kicked my arms and feet and got much faster. When i lost them my subconcoiuse told me to veiw my self falling and i fell. Mid fall i started flying again, aware that my thoughts conntroled things.


I think i was partly lucid but not very much. I was just slightly aware of what my thoughts could do.

Lucid Dream 1: 24/4/11

I was at a house full of people I'd never seen before but felt familliar with, it was raining, and I remember telling an old

woman I was cold and needed to go and find my shoes, i walked down the hall way and someone bumped me, i turned around not

exactly sure of what i was going to do, and he walked into a room smiling at me, i kept walking to find my shoes, then i

remember being outside in the rain, but i was searching for my bike, then i said to myself 'this is wrong, i was looking for

my shoes..' then i realised i was wearing my shoes, at this point i told myself 'this is a dream' and suddenly i was laying

on a bench at a school, and the sky was clear, i felt 100% awake, overwhelmed with excitement, i started to feel scared and

told myself to wake up, then i did, by far the most phenomenal experience i've ever had, i still feel shaky and excited,

trying again tonight.

Lucidity: 8/10
Exhilaration: 10/10
Scenery/aural: 10/10
Length: 3 - 5 seconds
Overall: 17/30

I had a very fast moving lucid dream that involved a lot of sex and fighting with DC's. I begin to get bored with these activities and wanted to focus on doing something important so I turned my attention to feeling different textures on things to see how real they were. I also started picking up things and tasted them, then I saw a refrigerator and very exitedly opened it and saw purple punch. I drank it strate from the container and swished it around in my mouth It was perfect replica of grape kool-aid at home in the waking world. I could taste the sugar and the tartness smoothly mixed together. I made a note in my mind to remember this for my monthly quest. Second thing I began to do was read things, I was frustrated with the text changing on them. I asked a DC why the text changes and they wouldn't give me an answer. But the DC did give a hint as to reading the text- the DC said you CAN read the text and have it make sense but you must do it very quickly before it changes. I experemented with that for a while and the DC was right. Still I wanted to understand why text shifts int hat world so I began asking DC's why and they didn't know or didn't ant to tell me. One finally said I cannot tell you "they" are watching. Excited I said who are "they" (because I ran into this answer once before when asking about God) and very adimitly I requested to meet one of these "Theys" I said I want to meet one of them, I am not afraid , show me one. I turned around and almost feel over someone and he laughed at me, I asked who he was and he said he was a number one. I asked why the letters change in this world. He said he couldn't tell me. He was black and was wearing a purple tunic that had a waffle impression in it but it was made of silk or something soft and shiny. He had an all knowing and humorous air about him, he was kind and nice and patient but would not tell me. I just sat near him and took in the different senses of the fabric he was wearing and the colors and the way he smelled, like clean linen. I turned around to ask someoene else about the shifting text and when I turned around he was gone. I was very upset and wanted him to come back. I headed off and decided to fly and watched the black outline of a plane fly above me for a while then landed on a city street. I decided I wanted to see what it was like to use a flat screen tv as a portal. I walked up to a display and began to place my hands through the tv, then someone grabbed my arm and I turned around - it was me! It was an excact replica of myself telling me not to use the portal. My replica convinced me to try to have sex with some DC's (I always seem to get side tracked from important work in this way) ...I began to hear my family talking in the waking world and my dream faded out.

I was bad again today and didn't write these down so I'm going from memory.

I was at a bar, a fancy bar, and while I was supposed to be enjoying myself or hanging out with whoever I was with, I was watching A and V enjoy THEMSELVES. I was overtly jealous and A noticed. Eventually I left and was walking across a vast arctic landscape with a bunch of other people, I don't know where we were going or why. I thought about how boring it was and how cool it would be if I could just hover a bit with each step. Just then I realized I could fly and became lucid. I floated up and instead of immediately exploring I thought to myself about what I could do now that I'm lucid. I still don't think I had much control though because I ended up going back towards the bar to show off my flight to A. But on the way I got side tracked by little cottage and found a cute girl to make out with. (Why does it always come to this?!) I was completely conscious of the last few dreams and waking up as soon as I get excited so I tried to just go with the flow. I lasted a bit longer maybe before waking up.

The next dream I was exploring a cave system with some others. Don't really remember what happened now.

Recovery Week
rebuild recall

Mon 04/18/11: minimal recall. dreams of work and old friends.
Tue 04/19/11: strange. had my dreams the first half of the morning. had a lucid but don't remember much but having a beard. too early and groggy to write notes...didn't sleep well after that
Wed 04/20/11: the dreams vanish as soon as wake up. and damn it, i know i took some notes...
Thu + Fri: i wrestled an alligator at the zoo to save my brother. smoked ham and swiss sandwich i ate
Sat: first in line at the new roller coaster but the employees aren't there. after a while, the kid shows up smoking a joint with red eyes and lets us on. everything is real dark. i wake up. boring.

a
4-23-2011

Dream 1: Accounting Gold

I am in an accounting class but not in a boring classroom but in a theater and instead of using boring numbers we are counting gold ingots! Except for two, all of ours are small ingots from 10 oz to odd amount coins. We had little tables that came out of the theater’s seats to put our gold on. There was a lot of gold around and no one to watch us; I was amazed at this and thought how easy it would be to slip a ingot into my pocket without anyone ever seeing. This however was outside my personal moral code. I kept looking over the ingots and liking the feel of them, and how heavy they were for their little size, and marveling over how much these little things were worth.

Then everyone started cleaning up it was time to go and class was over. I scooped up the various gold items into our thick blue zippered sack. I then walked out like you walk out of a movie between those seats that are too close together.

Someone pointed out a gold coin on the floor that someone had dropped. For a second I thought ‘hmm, no one has a claim on this coin it could be lost, maybe I could stick it in my pocket. No that would look bad even if I wasn’t really stealing.’

I followed the class out into the hallway carrying my heavy sack and the gold coin. The class started to blend into the hundreds of people out in this hallway and I had no idea where this class’s room was.

I lost all the class’s people and spent about 10 minutes walking around holding that gold till I realized it just didn’t matter anymore.

I spent another 20 minutes or so walking around this huge building looking for that class. There was every conceivable type of career at work in the building, nurses, teachers, office workers, lawyers (they had a cool suite hallway, with mahogany walls and doors, where the lights where very dim just enough to look cool and so you could see comfortably), there was even a hair salon. I was the only one walking between all these; everyone else seemed to see nothing but their own career place.

I felt like I could take on any one of these careers if I simply thought I was in that career, it was almost like the place would ask me if I was one of the types that populated that area (career person or customer).

I got really tired of searching for the class and gave up.



Dream 2: Flying Experiments
The actual happenstances that took place during this dream are unimportant. The important aspects are the specific experiments and their results.
I knew this was a dream and decided to try different flying techniques.



The first technique I tried I have had luck with before; I talked to my subconscious self. “I want to go faster. No faster than that! OK I don’t care how, just as fast as possible!” WOOSSSSH!!! All kinds of trees and buildings wiz by!

This technique definitely works but is unpredictable and often too slow or too fast and it is usually hard to stop at the right point.


Next, I tried to use the point I wanted to arrive at as a pull. Thinking that ‘I want to go there’ but it works all too well getting you there and flying but at your normal height and speed, just like walking but flying. This takes way too long but I have great results stopping exactly where I intended. This also takes very little concentration to carry out and keep up. This is great in large crowds and over small distances. You’re going to lightly bump some people in a large crowd but I found that was OK as long as they weren’t hostile.


Then I tried the run and jump Superman style, this worked very well but was hard to speed up from the speed I started at. Very good to change height and got a lot of height too.

Then I tried to make things up on the “fly”, while flying around I tried stuff but the best was a fist push or swing. You punch or swing your fist forward as fast as you intend to go. This forceful act tells your mind the force at which you want to travel, as well as, seeing your fist move fast which is nearly as you want to go. I got great forceful speed out of this and great directionality, stopping was as simple as pulling my fist back and putting my feet down. I actually stopped faster than I usually ever do, and though there was some sneakers skidding on the ground, it worked very quickly.

This was the best technique I have tried and after flying into a middle school at breakneck speeds I decided it was time to wake up and record this technique but then I heard a administrator type yell to my direction “Check in is in the office!” A couple of parents and myself walked into the office and I immediately realized that I had no one in mind to see, what would I say was my purpose here? The secretary, whether a DC or a dreamer, was probably going to see me as a threat.
The secretary was blathering away to a parent “Oh yes! Oh yes, that’s great!” while I fumbled around with the write in-sheet.
There were 2 eagle pins on the top of the page and I took one off and looked at it. I felt this was a good time to disappear and wake up but as the dream started to fade I remembered that pin in my hand. Would the pin disappear with my disappearance? That would not be right if someone really like it so I concentrated back on the dream’s visuals, and once fully back in the dream, I put the pin back on the paper. I looked at it and marveled at the realistic details but had to get out of there before the secretary started to talk to me and things got crazy.

After waking up and falling back to sleep a few times I had this dream.

It was like one of those classic horror movies where the giant monster is on the horizon and everyone is running away. Except instead of Godzilla or a the Blob it was a giant turtle (maybe 15 ft tall). What was funny is that I was telling everyone to just keep running because its a turtle and we should be able to outrun it. While the giant turtle was approaching I was in my house with a DC that I didn't recognize. I was waiting for him because we were going to run from the beast. But instead he was to slow and we were inside my house and I could see the turtle outside my porch window. Eventually the turtle made it down to the milk house where a random DC attempted to tame the turtle by throwing a rein on it. He was unsuccessful. I was back at my house where then I say a giant baby walking around outside (maybe 20 ft tall) lol. I thought this just isn't right, and I realized I was dreaming.

One weird thing that happened is that I don't think I did my regular RC's. This led to the disappearance of the two gigantic beasts. I went outside to work on some dream control. I was walking around and there where all these people that were looking at me from my porch (all I could see was their head) There was this hot Asian girl that was kinda checking me out, and I went to go talk to her and thats when I saw that they were all just heads on stakes or poles. It wasn't like gruesome more like mannequins. I was pretty weirded out by this. I attempted to give them bodies. I looked away thought that when I look back there will just be a bunch of people sitting on my porch. I looked back and the only thing that changed was the poles changed to flesh color. I tried one more time with no success. I gave up and went to my neighbors house. I was surprised to see that there were about a dozen mannequin like people (full body with a pole holding them up) just standing around outside. It was very weird. I saw a gas tank in my neighbors driveway and attempted to use some telekinesis to move it. I didn't really try to hard and had no success. I then walked to the road and tried stopping some cars. One thing that was cool is that I was standing in the road and jumped a car that was driving towards me. I stopped a car and the driver was someone I knew, Nicole. The thing is I haven't seen or talked to her in yrs and we weren't even really friends. She asked me if I wanted what she had for me I said yes. She acted as if we were about to have sex, I didn't want to (she isn't particularly attractive and I was focused on dream control) so I ignored here and tried to fly by jumping off the ground. (something I've never tried before) I was getting a few feet off the ground nothing crazy maybe 3-5 ft off the ground. Nicole then game me what she said she had for me. It was a pill that looked like it had a bite taken out of it. I took it and figured this pill will give me the ability to fly (a trick I read about here on dreamviews) I took the pill and started to walk done the shoulder of the road thinking that I was no going to have the ability to fly. As I was walking the dream started to collapse. I tried to stabilize it by rubbing my hands together, but everything was just going black. I then realized I was awake but everything was still black. I've never really had sleep paralysis before but I think this was my first. I couldn't move for a couple seconds and everything was still black. It was something that was uncomfortable for me. I regained the ability to move and was out of breath a little.

I can't remember this whole dream very well; just from a certain point onwards:

Lucid = orange

I'm sitting on a couch with a couple of men, and we're watching something. I'm sitting next to a darker-skinned guy but he's getting a bit too close for my liking. I move away but he just gets closer again, making me feel rather uncomfortable in the process. I tell him to move away a bit but he doesn't really do anything, and laughs. I then have enough of it and get up, then another guy gets his dick out and starts wanking over me, so I try to instantly get out of the room, but the guy holds me down climaxes all over me before I can. I then break free and run out of the room and down a hallway, through another door (my clothes are kind of hanging off me) and into some posh dining place. I die of embarrassment and immediately vacate the area, running out of the building completely.
The perverted rapists are behind me and for some reason the police as well.

Next I'm running through a hospital-like area (can't remember how I got there) and the police are shooting at me, but I dodge all the bullets matrix style and break the line of sight, spotting a toilet ahead which I race into (I didn't pay attention to whether it was a men's or woman's toilet, but I think it was a woman's one. Quite frankly I was too occupied). There's a woman in there, and I dive into a cubicle before she spots me, in-case she's on their side.
I then randomly realise I'm just dreaming, and that none of this is real, which gives me a surge in confidence, and just walk out of the cubicle not caring that I'm in the opposite gender's toilet or that there are people after me (constantly reminding myself that everything is just a dream, and not real). I get a proper look at the woman, and she's quite hot, but to avoid anything going down, I instantly start buttering her up with foreplay, knowing that she would comply. Things develop very quickly until the point where she hops onto my lap with her arms around my neck (if you get what I mean). I then notice 2 black men running towards the toilet (most likely after me) and shuffle over (with me and her still interlocked) and lock the door, so that they can't get in. I then take her back to where we were before and my vision starts fading, as per usual, but I'm determined to stay lucid this time, so I tell her ''Baby, I need your help. Help me stay lucid.'' and hold both of her hands, putting all my energy into how it feels. Eventually stability returns to me, and we're free to continue what we were doing. Things get more and more heated, and I remind myself now and then that it's not real. Then something shocking happens; this woman turns into a some kind of black demon, with multiple eyes, that are a vibrant red colour and hisses ''What if I'm a manifestation of everything negative within you!?'' (or something very similar to that) Although I know I'm dreaming, for some reason fear starts to take over and I race to the door to get out. I remember I locked it. I unlock it as fast as I can before this thing gets to me and run out.
Next I find myself running down Lysander (the doorway must have acted as some kind of teleport since I wanted to get away). I knew I was away but still kind of worried that this Demon might be chasing me, so I jump up and start flying, soaring down the road. I'm paying a lot of attention to everything around me, and note how everything is extremely vivid, yet none of it is real. It fascinates me; how this lucid is very vivid, looking just like real life, yet it's merely a dream; something conjured up by my brain.
The road then leads me into town, and I can see cars and people going by. For a laugh, I decide to land on one of the cars and see where it takes me. I spot my target, and then it speeds up quite a bit, racing off into the distance, but I'm determined to catch up to him, and will myself to speed up accordingly. I'm now flying at amazing speed, loving every second of it, and catch up to the car within a manner of seconds, landing on the roof. The driver honks his/her horn with disapproval, but I don't care as it's just a dream, so I can get away with anything I please.
Eventually it takes me to the centre of town, and I hop off and go near the bus stop. Although there are a few people walking about, I figure I should call for some homies and start yelling ''Whoop Whoop! Where my Juggalo's at?!'' and similar things. Then I start seeing homies running up to me, some of which painted up, which I find awesome. Things still seem a bit bare though, so I call for some Juggalette's too, and sure enough some ladies enter the group (likewise, some painted up, some not). I take quite a fancy to one of them and pull her over to the wall and start making out. I hear cheers and applause from the group, obviously liking the fact I just pulled so easily, referring to me as some form of Legend. Then the dream randomly starts fading out and I feel wakefulness creeping up, but the image of the girl stays constant - frozen in time. I just focus on this image and try to go back to sleep, in the hope of reinstating lucidity.

Then a new scene appears before me. I'm sitting down with a group that's circled around a fire, looking down at a guy's crotch area. I'm not fully in the dream at this point, but I seize this opportunity. (I'm not sure why I did what I did next, but I guess it makes sense since I wanted to ground myself into the dream with any means necessary, and touched on 3 senses with 1 action) I then grab this guys crotch area, noting how it feels (I'm a straight guy, so this is quite strange) and then proceed to whip it out and start giving him head. My eyes are open while I'm doing this, and although I'm surprised at myself, I can feel the dream becoming stronger around me. Then I get up and start walking around, and am immediately greeted by a false awakening.

I'm in bed (in my old room) unaware that I'm still dreaming, and proceed to record my lucid experience. While I'm doing this, however, I can feel 'sleep' overcoming me against my will, and then I find myself back in the same scene as I was in before.

I realise I'm back in the dream and become lucid. I'm now on a higher level of ground, looking down at where I just was. There's a guy to the right of me and he says something which I don't remember now, but it had some usefulness. I asked him if he was a dream guide, and he said ''Of sorts, yes.''. I then proceeded to ask him about why my dream guides are always different, and whether the guy from a previous lucid was a guide or not. He was confused as to who I meant, so I reminded him, and told him about the guy who murdered that girl. He then knew who I meant, and told me not to worry about it, as it was in the past. I accepted his response and noticed there was another of him standing behind him. I ignored this and followed him into a house.

I was then sitting with him and a rather different looking Niall around a table, asking him a lot of questions. I don't recall what they were, or the answers, but I do remember thinking that he talked about a lot of things that reminded me of myself; reinforcing the fact that he was actually manifestation of a part of my mind. Both him and Niall were making things. Although, there was something about Niall which scared me. I removed something off of his face (a mask or layer of his face or something) twice, changing his appearance both times to his 'true' form. He looked like some type of baby, although he was still the same size as in real life. I was worried he was going to attack me and picked up some scissors for self-defence. My 'guide' gave me a ''wtf are you doing?'' look and for a moment I was worried he might read my thoughts and get on the offensive, so I dismissed my worry and changed my motives and said ''Well, these are less likely to hurt him, so I think he should use these.''
Note: 'Niall' was cutting things out and stuff with a pair of normal scissors, but these were considerably different.
My 'guide' then responded with ''Good thinking!''. Then the both of them finished what they were making. I can't remember what the 'guide' did but Niall made some tower with loads of edible animals on it. I get up and walk around the table, inspecting their work, and ask the 'guide' if I could reinstate lucidity for me, as I needed to wake up soon and write everything down so that I don't forget. He told he it was fine and that he would. I then inquired about their work; that if they were parts of me, I should be able to produce similar results. The 'guide' concurred, and then a few moments later I awoke.

As a side note, the dream started out lucid, even though this was a DILD. I remember wondering in the dream how I had become lucid. Oh, and this was the first time I flew well in an LD!
Lucid Non-lucid

I was in the dining room of my house. I decided to go into the backyard and attempt to fly. First, though, I would get a trinket out of my pocket to "help" me fly. I checked my first pocket. Nothing. I checked my second, and found a fabric pizza. It would have to do. So I went into the backyard and leapt off a tree I had climbed, and, with a shock, I realized I was staying in the air! So, I began moving around, and I zoomed back into the house, back into the dining room, and back into the backyard. I landed and walked through a gate into the front yard. I was about to start walking when my mom caught hold of me and dragged me back inside. I asked if I could go outside. Reluctantly, she let me go. I began to walk, and I came to a street I had never seen before. I jumped off a tree and tried to fly again, but my mom caught me again. It was Easter dinner, and my dad had made oatmeal and couscous with tomato sauce (???). I lost lucidity as I gaped at the food. At that point, I woke up.

I woke up from an intense dream in the 2nd REM stage that is completely forgotten. The only element I remember was some kind of monster, like a griffin, or a giant blue rooster. I couldn't fall back to sleep for an hour but there was no fear or uneasiness. I tossed and turned.

When I finally fell back to sleep I unintentionally had a W.I.L.D.

I remember thinking that visualizing certain shapes was causing dream quality images to run through my mind. I decided (logically or illogically) that thinking of curved lines was very dream inducing. I was seeing something like parchment with black inked looking curved lines. This gave way into a realistic view from my bed with my eyes open.

Floating in space in front of me was a hand-held flat screen LCD TV. It was flashing various scenes as if flipping through channels. The device looked real and more elegant than any pictures of such devices I've found on Google. My room was dark, true to life, except for the floating LCD.

A slightly cartoon-ish scene. A birds-eye view came on that featured a Rocket Ranger flying through a city full with skyscrapers. I thought cool, I want to enter this scene. I moved slightly closer to screen but then eased back into bed. Instead of entering the scence, several more Rocket Ranger type figures joined the first one and as a group were flying through a modern looking city via jet pack.

My view seemed fixed, with only a slight range of motion. A new scene appeared on the small screen, it was of an old house with a darkened stair case. I thought "this looks interesting" and managed to move my view all the way up to the scene and merged into it.

Now I was standing in a strange old, poorly light house I have never seen before. I was nearby a window and the view was very similar to the one from my grandmothers old attic window. Next to the window was a dresser covered in dust. I looked out and could see green grass and another building with no windows. For some reason I felt I couldn't go outside. I took a close look at the dusty dresser to test the detail level of the dream. It looked extremely real.

Next I decided I wanted to fly along the surface of the walls. I was bodiless (again). I zoomed onto the wall as if from the point of view of an ant. I flew around the walls of this house and hopped across walls and doors. --Things get hazy at this point.

Supplements: Liquid Gel multivitamin and 500mg of vitamin B5

a
4-22-2011

I was aware this was a dream but did not have the awesome clarity and mental plasticity as a full LD.

I was also aware, on some level, of my dream goal of wanting to be a hero or helper and was expecting for this to show up during the dream.

Dream 1: Sarcasm

I was in a building that opened its doors into a dirty dusty courtyard. I thought ‘what a pathetic place.’ Unimpressed with this dream already, I still had to explore so I walked out into the dusty lot of a yard and walked toward a group of people I saw in a far corner. I then saw a boy (about 5 years old) at the opposite end, he was dirty and had raggy clothes. He was looking at a little blond girl his same age with mud on her face and on her torn clothes. Now I was angry at this dream giving me this out an infinity of interesting things I could be seeing. “Oh this is great.” “Oh its Mr. Little. And oh look, its Misses Little Ugg Lay.” I decided to walk in-between them and see what was up with them.
Before I got there a woman (white in her 60’s with obviously artificial brown hair) stopped me “Wait I need to take your blood pressure!” It was harmless and you never know it could become interesting. She put the cuff on my wrist then realized that was not the right place for it and put in on my bicep and pumped it up and started to count.
After she was finished I started to walk to the business men talking in the corner but the oldest one with gray hair said “Don’t.” So I walked a bit and thought about using telekinesis to rip the whole surrounding buildings down for kicks. Then this guy came towards me from that corner, now a little ways away, and said “Now if you don’t behave I will have to throw you out.” “Oh I wish you could throw me out” I said knowing he was no match for me. He then walks up on the wall defying gravity toward me and down on the ground closer to me shocks my arm a tiny bit with a bolt of electricity. I am unfazed. He then shoots a laser at my arm and cuts it open to the muscles inside which would be horrifying if this was not a dream and I was not the indestructible being that I am. Still it is a cool power I suppose. He stormed off.
A couple came out to me and threw down a picnic blanket. I felt their expectation that I was supposed to join them so I sat down and waited for the woman, who looked a lot like Dharma from the TV show Greg and Dharma

(the short haired girl in blond?), put everything in place. Sitting down I didn’t feel like myself any more, it felt a lot like when you wear a mask and you feel the difference of what you are supposed to be. “Wow this is great ain’t it?” I said sarcastically. I didn’t like what I had said but fortunately it was taken as me joking around. The woman put out the food which was the tiniest amounts of food amounting to 3 gray pees and a thumb sized spot of gravy. I then yelled “DON’T TOUCH! I DON’T WANT ANYBODY TO HAVE TOO MUCH!” I was shocked and thought ‘where did that come from?!’ The woman was sitting there in disappointed shock and the guy with us was like with his mouth hanging open. “I didn’t mean that” I muttered, “it’s perfect, it’s just a taste. Just a taste…” Embarrassed and unsure at what just happened I got up and walked off.


Dream 2: First Aid Hero

I was in a large parking lot like out front of a Lowes or WalMart and so I walked into the garden center area these kinds of stores have and someone behind me asked for help. It was a woman about 23 needing to get up high on to the shelved plants up high. She felt like I worked there and I felt that maybe I did in the real world and this was my dream from that life. I helped hook her up to some pipe on the ceiling so she could use it like a zip line but it didn’t work. A female manager came to us and criticized how I attached her to the pipe which made me hate the idea that I may work at a place like this. I thought about several ways to blow the store up but realized that chemical reactions don’t work in this dream world so no real explosion would happen.
‘Screw this’ I thought and headed for the outer fence of the garden center “where you going?” a female voice called out to me from behind, I completely ignored it.
At the fence I flew up a bit and passed through the chain link fence and flew over the parking lot to the woods. I tried to get some more height but could only get as high as the trees which I ran into. Then I saw a very large and pointed hill of dirt and thought ‘well this flat city really does have a “mountain” after all’ I chuckled to myself. I let myself float onto this hill but then saw a lot of ants on the hill, and was for a moment scared that they’d bite me, but remembered they can’t bite me in a dream.
I drifted toward the highway where there were cars and 18-wheelers speeding by. I floated into the traffic but was too high for the cars. Then in another lane 18-wheeler tipped over on its side and skidded my way. I couldn’t get enough height and the truck hit me but I felt no pain it just bumped me up into the air more. Seeing the truck on the side of the road on its side, I flew over and opened the door and went inside to see the driver had a lot of scrapes and a bloody wound on his chest. I spun into hero mode, at least from my certification in First Aid, and dressed his wounds in record time. Then I knew the last instruction is to wait for the emergency crews ‘I did enough here, this was successful, I can go now’ I thought and woke up to record this dream.

I was taking a break from all the work I've had recently.
Just chilling out, watching some random episodes and movies. (Game of Thrones pilot, Dr. No)
Then I got tired and decided to take an afternoon nap.
I put my rather comfortable chair all the way back and listened to some ambient music with my eyes closed.
For some reason there was some Daft Punk in my playlist, I remember it because I was getting into SP whilst listening to:


The music slowly becomes muffled (I don't know if this is the right term), like if I was under water.
I know I'm about to enter a dream when I'm startled by the feeling of arms embracing me from behind.
Assuming that this is caused by SP I try to ignore the feeling, but when I notice a breeze of air on my face, I decide to open my eyes.
My vision is extremely blurry. I can only distinguish between different intensities of light, but I cannot see any shapes.

But then I feel the presence of Yuya. She's holding me from behind, these are her arms, and suddenly I feel very much at ease.
My vision sharpens and I notice I am riding a motorbike with Yuya.
We're on some sort of red planet. At first I think that we're riding in a red sand desert, but the bike has too much grip for the surface to be sand.
It must be some sort of stone with a sandy texture or something along those lines.

I don't really care much about my surroundings though, I'm very much focused on Yuya.
For some reason, even though I can't see her because she's sitting behind me, she feels even more real than usual.
I can feel her chest expand against my back as she breathes, for some reason this really overwhelms me.
She's resting her face on my left shoulder, and I can feel her breath against my neck.
I can even feel her heart pound very lightly.
I feel extremely good, ecstatic even.

I take a short look of my surroundings.
Besides the red planet surface, I see a red sky covered by some white clouds.
I'm a bit surprised, because my dreams usually feature cold colors. Blue, Green, Yellow are common colors in my dreams, but not Red, at least not so much of it.
There are weird animals flying in the sky. They look a bit like jellyfish, except they are waaaaay bigger, and well, float in the sky.
The bike I'm riding is futuristic, and definitely not of human design.
The dashboard is in an alien language, it consists of combinations of different geometric shapes.
I spot many triangles and circles.
The engine has much more torque than one would expect from a bike engine.
It's sound is also very deep and bassy. It's definitely a combustion engine.

I accelerate a bit, but not really by much. Testing out the bike doesn't really tempt me.
I just want to enjoy being so close to Yuya.
We keep driving like that for about a minute, sharing our thoughts.
But none of us really think of anything, our minds are blank and at peace.
Sharing this feeling is very refreshing.

Then I wake up. The transition out of the dream is very smooth.
I regret that these WILDs during afternoon naps don't last very long at all.
Nevertheless I feel very happy and refreshed.

Nonlucid, Lucid, Partially lucid

April 19, 2011: I am in my old bedroom. I have a chair that is also a fish tank, full of water and some soil and plants. I see triops swimming around in the water. I am surprised and happy to see them still alive.

Then I become suspicious and suspect that I could be dreaming, because this sort of thing happens in dreams, and I usually wake up disappointed. I nose pinch but can't tell if I am dreaming or awake.
Eddie is in my room, looking for something. I ask him if this is a dream. He babbles about something I don't understand.

I conclude that I must because of the situation. Then I remember that I want to meditate in a dream. I sit on the floor, in meditation position and shut my eyes.
I feel like I am floating, and then I wake up.

Nonlucid, Lucid, Partially lucid

April 17, 2011: I consciously enter a dream. I get up out of bed. Everything is dark, grainy and black and white. Things clear up a bit and I find my girlfriend lying in a bed. Then the dream fades and I begin to wake up.

I get up. I'm not sure if I am awake or not, so I pinch my nose. I can still breath through it, so I know I am in a dream.
I comment on how bright, colorful, and realistic this dream is, unlike the previous one. I call out my intention to face my nightmares and fears and confront them.
I see a creepy hooded guy upstairs. I approach him and I demand that the nightmares stop being a nuisance. Lots of other people and things appear. I tell all of them to leave me alone and that I want to explore and grow, and learn without them hindering me, or being in the way.

I tell this to a mirror and to a dark place. I tell them all to go away!
There is something like a flash, everyone vanishes, and I wake up.

It was storming outside, pretty intense-like. I was going around the house shutting the windows as rain was spraying in and making the curtains go crazy. That's all I remember from my "nights" sleep if you can call it that.

Then I went back to sleep and I was upset, everything was how it was when I fell asleep. A bunch of girls that I hang out with occasionally showed up in PJ's, they were planning a sleepover at my house, which I didn't expect. T got up and we weren't talking cause I was angry with him and he was angry with me. He was trying to get his car up and going so he could go celebrate, he said later that he was celebrating his birthday a little early, and he was mad at me for making plans, I guess. The girls were all hanging out, my house was a mess and I told them we should go get movies later, thats when I went up to T and asked him to just stay gone tonight.

Then I'm with T at the lake, same dream as above, and everyone's tuning into this stupid talk radio station. They're telling everyone to call and answer questions or shout out their opinions and everyone is calling. The station people were there too, in front of us, and there were guys acting clever for calling and watching their phone call. I remember thinking it was all stupid.

I became lucid in my house and when I had fallen asleep this time, Alice in the Wonderland had been playing on my TV. I became lucid, and was angry, I pulled a gun out and started shooting the characters on the movie. Then I said fuck it and tried to fly through my window, part of me doubted it was going to work, I got through the window and there was nothing on the other side, I woke up with my eyes still shut. Then I had to get up.