lucid

awesome series of lucids/semis last night. i think the lucids may only have started on a slight awakening. i was flying when i woke, so all i tried to do was to forget about my real body and put all my focus into aggressively swimming through the air with my dream body. this worked brilliantly and i was back flying. the most memorable parts were being in school and preparing for a dance-off. somehow winning respect off lots of younger students. dont remember dancing though... then i was going on a night out/festival with mel and ryan, very old friends from school. after that i thought i had woken up in the dream. mel was on telly and i was saying how it was odd that i had dreamt about her and here she was on telly........ anyway i think she was getting famous for singing or something although on the tv she was being played by this older wag type lady.... i went to the computer to see if it was actually her. this was a very odd and long little false awakening so i must do more to remember to check where i am when waking and especially when recounting a dream as i often seem to do this in non lucid falsies... hmm alot more been forgotten.. may add more...

March 12, 2011
Lucid Dream 195: Short but Sweet!
Series: Sexcapades, Episode 2
around 7:00pm
DILD

Category - Sexual


I was in the parking lot of Queen's Pizza. I got out of my car and felt the urge to go inside and try to hit on/f*** one of the female workers who works there. I instantly realized I must be dreaming because I would never want f*** her outside of a dream, lol. Not that she isn't pretty, we just don't get along. Since I woke up right before making "sexy time" (lol) in my last dream, I had already decided what I was going to do. I briskly walked into Queen's and immediately performed a few quick stabilization techniques. I saw the girl I was looking for over by a customer's table. I walked up behind her and nibble her ear. She turned around and gave me a, "Not in front of everyone" look. I then told her that I would f*** her on the table. She repressed a smile and lead me to the girls bathroom. The bathroom was very nice and fancy. I said, "Women's bathrooms are always better than the guys...apparently even in dreams." The floor was shiny and there were red leather chairs and fancy towels hanging everywhere. She pulled me into a stall and said, "We have to be quick. I'll get fired if I'm gone too long." I told her, "Soon I will be running the dream world and you won't have to worry about any of this." She gave me a semi-doubtful "wouldn't that be nice" smile and proceeded to unzip my pants.

*sexual content warning* She began blowing me for a while. The stall wasn't large but it was big enough to maneuver. There was now an elevated arm chair instead of a toilet. I stood there with one head on the back of her head as she gave me oral. After a few moments, I unzipped her shirt (was one of those small sweater/sweatshirt jackets with a zipper). She wasn't wearing anything under it. She began titty f***ing me. After a bit of this, I propped her up with one leg spread on each side of the arm chair and inserted myself. I began pounding as hard as I could. The dream became unstable, but I didn't let up. Soon everything around us was faded, but I kept pounding until I woke up.

Series Details
Class is thrown out the window in the dream series, "Sexcapades." Not unlike your favorite porn video, I unleash my inner "Ron Jeremy" and give those DCs what they are looking for ! Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

DJ Log: March 15, 2011 – 4:00AM (USA Eastern)
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I am standing in my old room in the basement of my parent's old house, looking at a fluorescent light that's barely working. There is one tube missing and the other is only glowing at the ends. I walk over to the wall where there are three light switches and flip the first switch. This changes none of the lights, but starts an electrical buzzing sound. I flip the second switch and a couple of flush-mount ceiling lights light very dimly for a moment, then go back out. The third switch makes a loud contactor relay click in the electrical panel, but no lights come on. I walk back to the fluorescent fixture and wiggle the tube around a bit, causing half of it to light up almost completely while the other half stays dark. I go back to the switches and there are at least 12 switches in a row. I stare at them for a moment then say, “Ain't that some shit...”, then become lucid. With both hands, I randomly flip the switches around for a while, but none of the lights work. I laugh a bit as I walk over to the first light, point at it and say, “Illuminate!” The light immediately turns on. I do this to each light and they all turn on. I walk out of the room and into the hallway looking for the light, but there is only a hole in the ceiling where the light once was. I walk into the bathroom and before I can say anything, the light springs to life and starts emitting light. I smile then look at the mirror.

The mirror is black at first, but then I can see that it leads outside through a long tunnel made out of metal HVAC duct. I climb up onto the sink and crawl into the tunnel which leads me into the yard just outside the house. When I turn around, the tunnel is gone but there is a strange looking bush next to the house. The branches and leaves are several shades of orange and red, almost resembling flames. There are several fruit on the bush that look like strawberries, but they are bright yellow in color. I remember the basic task of the month and reach for a fruit. As I reach, I hear a loud rumbling noise and wake up to the sound of a truck going down the road in front of my house with its Jake Brakes on. I can't help but to cuss out loud.

I was in the union at my university, and I ran into my Observational Behavior Professor. He wasn't wearing his glasses, and his dress seemed more adolescent-esque. His face also looked very shiny and I could see each individual pore on his face. The dream was almost more vivid than what I see in my waking life! We walked and joked about some other students in the class, until we entered a small room. I sat down on a very high couch and my professor sat down on the ground cross-legged. I looked around and there were a few students sitting down already. It felt like a very small class meeting, but he didn't begin lecturing. I could see a pack of cigarettes in the back pocket of his jeans (very un-professor like). I remember thinking to myself, "can this guy get any cooler?" He spoke to a few of us students in a very casual way for a few minutes, then my mind got lost. Everyone had disappeared, and I had a strange sensation of confusion. I reality-checked, and I could breath through my nose! Right when I realized it was a dream a thought popped into my head, where I thought I should just lay back and fall towards the ground. I do not know why I thought of this, but it just felt like the right thing to do at the time. I began to fall backwards like you would if you were about to fall flat on your bed, legs and arms straight down to my side. As I fell, with a feeling of sublimity, the fall was never broken by a ground surface. Instead, I felt like I was being swallowed by a huge, invisible pillow. The room began to expand vertically getting farther and farther away which soon began to look like a square tunnel. I began to think about rain, and with this thought, the ceiling's paint started to melt off like it was water and poured down in rain drops. When each drop hit the ground, it gracefully morphed into a flying book. My mind was in awe. Words cannot describe how exciting of an experience this was.

Irrelevant perhaps but note to self...

14/03/11

Tried OBE-ing tonight. I can slip into deep meditation/sleep paralysis quite quickly now with the help of binaural beats. I tried different techniques to Exit my physical body and I tried four times in the span of 3 hours. Not sure what's holding my astral self (correct term?) back...
The closest I got was on the third (or fourth not quite clear) try when my whole body starting tingling and vibrating and it instantly became lighter and I felt like I was floating halfway out of my physical body and halfway in. I had vague dream-like flashes of vision - of a humanistic lizard who appeared twice (Maybe my guide?), a dream-like world with a large tree shedding leaves in autumn sunset, of demonic white faces half in shadows...- and I managed to keep this up until I started to lose consciousness of my mind and I felt myself slide back into my physical body and I opened my eyes.
I was trying too hard on my first few tries of OBE-ing (I was thinking too hard) but I found it helped to clear my head, concentrate on my breathing and to look deep into the darkness of my closed eyes. Sometimes if I do this I find my astral body spinning and feeling lighter and expanding and I feel like I could just fly out of my physical body and something is holding me back!!!!!!! I've tried different techniques but it didn't work. I guess practice makes perfect?

Lucid-Comments-other dialogue-Inner thoughts

This week I've been trying to have a lucid waking life by staying aware of the present, the now, that way I don't have to physically reality check all the time. I've also been treating my life like a dream.

Flying mission:

Some business woman had recruited a bunch of apprentices to help her beat up her boss and I was one of them, for some reason everyone could fly so instead of using the door, we were instructed to fly towards the nearest skyscraper and get in through the window, which was her office apparently.
Flying is one of my dream-signs so. I became lucid and decided to part company with the flying crew. I was already relaxed and extremely aware so I just flew around for a bit upside down until I was satisfied...

On the street:

But after a while I decided to interact with some characters so I landed on the street and realised I was in Korea (never been to Korea). I seemed to have a lot of time and didn't feel like the dream would end any-time soon so... I took a time out and looked around at all the characters seemingly going about their daily lives oblivious of the situation..hhmmm..what do do.., then I saw a beautiful girl across the street looking at me with an odd expression on her face, I couldn't be bothered to walk so I used my telekinesis and drew her to me. She seemed amused by my little trick.

"Hi, so um do you want to have sex or something?"

she though it over.
"no".

A part of me kept thinking ( "this is a dream remember?, you can do whatever you want"

"yeah but if she doesn't want to, I'm not going to make her".

"but shes not real!".

" whatever").

So I turned and started to hover...

"wait, I'll have sex with you if you change your hair".

"huh, what's wrong with my hair?" as I reached up to feel it..

" I mean sure its not combed but considering I'm"... ( I didn't want to tell her it was a dream)

So I fixed it with my hand. and started taking off her clothes.

"wait, right here on the street?" she protested.

"yup" I replied.

"but I don't feel comfortable with all these people watching"

I took another time out..

("listen man, aren't you going to ridiculous lengths? she's just a dream character remember?")
" just make her do whatever you want")
"I'm not falling for this"
"ok lets find a hotel" I said to her

During this exchange of words, I hadnt realised that I had turned into this guy...

After finding a hotel. We finally had sex no need to bore you with the details but it was worth it( take that subconscious).
As we lay in bed holding each other, she turns to me and says..

"I know why you did all of that".

"Did all of what?"

"searching for intimacy", "you don't need it".

I smiled got out of bed and handed her a towel, at this point I knew the dream was ending. This how my mind works.

"get up its time for you to go".

She protested " why, what did I say?"

"Nothing its just time for you to go"

Her: Will I see you again?
Me: I start laughing.."its doubtful"

I wake up with a smile on my face.

DJ Log: March 14, 2011 – 4:45AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am sleeping over at a friend's place in their living room. It looks like we were playing a lot of video games, as there are several TVs and video game consoles all over the room. My friend and his girlfriend are laying on a bed roll on one side of the room and I am laying on my own bed roll with a female friend of ours on a separate bed just next to mine. They keep kissing and moving around, keeping the other friend and I awake. The friend and I are pointing at them, exchanging sexual hand gestures, and giving each other weird looks. At one point, she grabs her pillow and starts humping it briskly, I do the same. They start getting a bit more frisky, then get up and leave the room. Their friend looks at me and says, “I can't believe that they would just get up and go have sex like that.” Suddenly, she grabs my leg which is hanging out from under my covers and starts massaging my leg, working her way upward while giving me that 'come f*ck me' look. I quickly stand up from my bed and become lucid. I look at her and say, “You know we're just friends and it needs to stay that way! Why would you go and f*ck that up!” I say to myself, “Wake up...wake up...WAKE UP NOW!!!” I wake up disgusted and do a quick nose pinch RC.

I'm having some herbal tea and a glass of apple juice while I record this directly to the computer, then I'm going back to bed hoping that I'm not girl-raped again.

¡Single Sentence Sizzler!®

15.1.2011

3 Lucids 1 Sentence (DILD)

★★★☆☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Originally Posted by Mzzkc

Plagued by a shadowy dog, black as the deepest night, yellow eyes alight with a fiendish glow, I worked to release the many seals (set upon me to reduce my powers to a mere glimmer of what I possess) in order to fight back and reclaim my territory, my soul, myself.

1. I'm swimming in some stream with my boyfriend. The stream is pretty deep but the current isn't very strong. There are lots of ducks in the stream. I keep laughing at them quacking and swimming about. I tickle one of the ducks' feet under the water, and the duck quacked angrily and flapped away, causing me to laugh hysterically.

2. I'm packing in a hurry, but I don't know where I'm going. Someone is telling me that people are coming to get us and take us somewhere, but we are going to be unconscious for the trip. Once we finish packing, they tell us to look left, right, up and down. We all pass out and I vaguely feel my wrists being bound together.

We have woken up in some strange mansion. They dressed us all very fancy. We have dinner in a huge dining room. There is a very elegant dark haired woman sitting at the end of the table. She is very polite but seems very cold. I have a note in my hand that I am supposed to give her. I walk over to her, and for some reason I start speaking in French. I say "J'ai une note pour vous", and she nods as I hand her the note.

3. I'm climbing up some kind of wooden structure, and I can never seem to get to the top. This reminds me of my dream that I had the other night, and I suddenly realize that I am on the street, feeling the pavement, trying to stay lucid. It must not have worked, because I can't remember what happened after this.

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Lucid Non-Lucid

The non-lucid part of this isnt really importaint, but it started off with me visiting a mansion, and ended with me stuck in a small cage and an evil clown (i believe it may have been ronald mcdonald) trying to kill me with a bulldozer. yea i think its wierd too. anyway, i kinda just got freaked out by the clown and got lucid, and got my ass out of there. i walked from the mansion down the steps to the bottom of the hill i was on. it was in the middle of the forest, and when i came out of the woods i was near my nana and papas street, except the road was 20 feet below me. i smiled because it was the perfect place to test out a teleportation techinque. i jumped, and dived to the ground pretending it was water, and i dove right through the road. on the other side gravity worked the other way so i fell back onto my feet, but i would have been upside down underneath the road if you could view both at once. so i wondered what i should do, and i wanted to see if i could make objects appear. i wanted to start out easy, by walking up to a house and expecting a girl i like to be there. and it worked... almost... she was really disfigured, so i just said "oh you must be her sister, ill find her upstairs". i went upstairs and couldnt find her, but almost fell out a window. the distorted version of the girl followed me up, so i tried to fix her, but then i woke up.

I blink
I became lucid and in less than a second wake up (this is weird because this has never happened to me before).

Don't Snub Me
I was walking down a hallway after becoming lucid and so I say to everyone, "Hey I'm lucid" everyone cheers besides a six and a half foot tall 200 pound football player. I walk up to him and say I'm lucid again, but he ignores me so I start wailing on him. He can only block every third hit so it feels great but he just won't die... (I lost lucidity while beating him up)

I had two lucids between entires that I didn't feel like posting, they were short and during them I didn't have a very high level of awareness. I sort of remember something about sex, I think.

13.03.2011

My first lucid dream - preparing for a swim (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I decided to try the afternoon-nap thing again. I hadn't been really successful with this one, but I wanted to try it with me staying in bed instead of on the couch.
The first try was not successful. I visualised my dream storage room and chose a previous dream to enter, but it didn't work (the last step - sinking into the chosen dream). After an hour I got up, went to the loo and decided to get another hour of sleep... not really trying anything, just hoping to dream and to recall it afterwards.

I used my fingers to go through my hair and had a tuft of hair in my hand. I laid it aside and looked at it. I was dismayed as it was quite a lot of hair. But relieved to see that it was not full length - so I would be bald, only one side of my head would have shorter hair.
I fingercombed another strand and came away with another tuft.
Then it came to me. I thought "That can't be right. Something like that does not just happen." and I realised that I was dreaming.
And so, I thought "Hey, as this is a dream, my hair will be back on my head and actually arranged in a sleek, long braid that swishes along my back.
I realised that I was not alone in the room and that we all prepared for some swimming contest. So I decided to beat them all in the race. But before that I wanted to wear a great bathing suit. I already was close to the door to leave for the contest as someone asked me a question. She wanted me to do something before leaving. I turned away from the door and saw a mirror. As I looked inside I saw my face - nothing weird or strange about it - and I was wearing a simple black bathing suit.
Then I heard my phone ringing.I woke up thinking, that I couldn't stay in bed all afternoon, especially if someone called to talk to me. So I got up and went to the living room to check who had called. Well, the answer is NO-ONE. My mind was playing a trick making me think in my dream that I could hear the phone through two closed doors.

Damn...
But hey - my first lucid dream - and I had some control over it.

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, [Commentary made while awake]

I'm on a dark ride at Disneyland. When I concentrate on the images that are moving vertically in front of me, I can accept and maintain the optical illusion that traditional animation is taking place right there in the space in front of me on the ride.

Later, I'm in a dream version of Disneyland's Haunted Mansion. This version is two-story and walk-through, with a large, rectangular open space in the center of the house where you can see the walkway that runs in front of the entrances to the second-floor rooms. I think, They've redone this entire place again? It's actually this realization that makes me aware that I'm dreaming. I've dreamed about this attraction many, many times before, and it's different every single time, so if I'm on yet another new version, I must be dreaming. I continue to make my way through the house, being scared [in the good way] by some of the ghosts that jump out at me.

I somehow end up in the landscaped outdoor area around what appears to be a shopping mall. I look at my hands and see that they look normal [I've been doing this a lot in reality lately], but don't lose lucidity. I'm pleased to find that the dream is stable, my dream self feels real and normal, and that I'm not aware of my real body at all. I then remember my current personal dream goal and decide to start trying to walk through a wall. I see the orange-tan-colored outer wall of some restaurant and think, Maybe it'll be easier to go through if I don't know in advance what's supposed to be on the other side. [I don't even know.] I don't end up going through it, though. [If I attempted to, I don't remember it now.]

While walking around the outdoor area, I touch a metal hand rail and find that it feels real. I also try to walk through a low, rectangular concrete wall intended for seating, but it's just as real and solid to me as it would be in reality. [I think I just haven't fully convinced myself that I can walk through things like a ghost yet.]

I continue walking and find a small, amphitheater-like concrete area where there are big concert speakers set up, playing hip-hop or rap music. Facing the speakers is a picnic table with a bunch of teenagers sitting on it, all of whom are really into the music. One girl, however, is sitting on a bench off to the side by herself, reading a book. On the opposite side of the table from the speakers is a grassy lawn. Fifty or so yards away at the other end of the lawn, a live rock band is playing on another stage. I think it's kind of sad that the poorly-designed setup of the area, with the big speakers so nearby, means that no one is paying the band any attention. [What is it with me and rock concerts in my dreams lately? I don't have any plans to go to one in reality.] I think about talking to one of the teenagers there, but [for some unknown reason] decide not to.

The back of my left thigh started to itch, which made me aware of my real body again, which caused the dream to dissolve. I scratched it, now awake and disappointed at the interruption.