lucid

I haven't been following goals or keeping up my recall lately. I have had a few spontaneous LD's though, so that is giving me motivation to step up my practice again.

Falling Peacefully
Method DEILD
Lucidity C
Vividness C
Control C
I transition into lucidity from a brief waking. Or it could have been a false awakening, I can't be too sure. But I'll call it a DEILD. I am laying in bed, dark and quiet. I begin to feel the sensation of falling through the bed and into empty dark space. I open my eyes and turn my body upright. I feel the cool breeze of air as I fall and it's quite pleasant. I try to will myself to teleport to some place. I focus my intent on appearing in my office. But nothing happens. The effort causes me to wake up briefly.

I remain still and DEILD chain back into sleep. Once again, I feel like I am falling through the bed and into empty dark space. This time, I decide to just go with it and enjoy the experience. I see a few twinkling dim lights like stars in the distance. Then it seems like either they are getting closer or I am falling faster because they start the rush past me as I fall. They seem to be on a solid wall is closing around me.

Then, it seems as though I am falling through a narrow tube and these dim lights are just specks on the tube as a fall through. It's like a tube ride at a water park. The tube starts to angle slightly instead of straight down, so now I am sliding along the tube rather than just falling. All along, the experience is pleasant and I'm just curious about the whole thing. The tube gradually angles more and more horizontal until eventually it is level. My sliding slows and eventually I stop at one section of the dark tube. I'd say I've been falling for about 5 minutes.

I crawl in the tube, looking at the sides. There's still a soft breeze of air and I don't feel trapped. But I'm looking for a way out. I feel a panel along the wall and remove it. It's like an electrical fuse box. Inside, there is a small lamp with two cords that plug into some sockets in the wall. I pick up the lamp and move it to shine down the tube to get a sense of where I am. But in doing so, I pull the cords out of the wall and the lamp turns off. I feel around to fit the two plugs back into the sockets. In the dim light, I sense that some are color-coded in red and other's black. I try a few different combinations of plugs and sockets until one works and the lamp comes back on.

I turn to look at the other side of the tube with the help of the lamp. I find another panel and I remove. Behind it, there is just empty space, like the tube is suspended in space and this panel is a way out. I think to crawl through but it's too small for me. But as I'm thinking about this, I seem to fall through the bottom of the tube, as if a trap-door opened under me.

I fall for a moment and land softly in a field of long wild grass. It's still mostly dark but a bit lighter here. I can see well enough around me as if the moon is shining down in the middle of the night, though I don't recall looking up to see the moon. I take a moment to reflect on the dream and how calm and quiet it was. I am alone in this dark field, but I don't feel lonely or afraid. It's pleasant.

My recall has been really terrible lately, likely due to being stressed out about school right now. I do remember a bit from my dream last night though.

I'm in some house that I don't recognize. My friends are outside in the backyard, but for some reason I don't want them to know I'm there. I'm in the bathroom, and the bathtub is full. I don't want to let the water out through the drain because it will make noise that could potentially alert the others of my position. I pick up a bucket and start bailing the bath water out of the window. Then I realize that I have been soaking all the people outside. They are angry, and run inside to find me. I panic and run into a nearby room. I climb out of a window, onto some industrial scaffolding. I'm climbing around on this for a while and then I realize that I must be dreaming. I rub my hands on the metal of the scaffolding and tell myself over and over that I'm dreaming, trying to stabilize and retain lucidity.
Then my boyfriend shifted positions in the bed, briefly waking me up. I didn't stay lucid when I fell back into the dream.

*These will be grouped together, as I do not wish to flood and update them separately, and as several of them are fragments.

Age 5, August:

I was in the apartment I shared with my elder sister(whom adopted me after our mothers death and my fathers abandonment). I knew it was late at night, and dark outside, but someone had covered our window with a childs drawing of a bright, sunny day. My dream self knew that the picture was fake, but my sister (I will refer to her as mom from here on out, as thats what I call her) did not seem to realize the picture was false, and continuously insisted that I go outside and play. She became so insistent that my dream-child-self could no longer resist, and so, full of suspicion, I left the house. Upon seeing that it was indeed dark and late, I turned to bang on the door, but she did not answer. I desperately looked through the window, my terror mounting, and saw that she was sitting and watching TV. I screamed, called out to her, and pounded on the door, but she could not hear me. In real life, she would have been able to hear me, and the fact that she couldn't scared me even more. I began to wander around. I was in the alley-way between apartment complexes, and the night was unnaturally dark; I could see the buildings clearly, but it was as though someone had colored all else with charcoal. I began to wander towards the main street, and as I did so, yellow eyes came towards me from the darkness, and I felt the panther pass me. I knew it was a panther because they're black, and all I could see were the eyes, so obviously it was blending in to the night.
I finally came upon the street, where one yellow street light illuminated the dumpster and a row of parked cars. By the dumpster was a zombie and a robot (at that age, I had no idea what a zombie or robot was. I wasn't allowed to watch anything beyond G, my TV was moderated, and the only thing the computer was good for was MS Paint. I went to a nice little all-white preppy-school, and I was actually the MOST cultured of my classmates, who were stupid enough not to know what the Fox and the Hound was. I recognize the monsters as a zombie and robot, NOW, but I am at a loss for how I knew what they might look like, THEN). I was terrified of the zombie and robot, even though I had a sense that they were not threatening. Called to my terror, a witch came down from the sky on her broom and swooped me away to her home, where she puttered about in the kitchen while I sat uncomfortably in the dining room. She continued to say how grateful I should be for her rescuing me, and how lucky I was, but I was quite uneasy. When she finished in the kitchen she brought out a sheet of cookies, and I KNEW that they were blood-cookies, and that she was evil and the zombie and robot actually good. I stole her broom and ran outside as she followed, screeching, and jumped off the cliff, managing to make the broom work inches before I hit the ground.
I came home, and finally found my way in, only to see my mom on her exercise bike. I tried to tell her what had happened to me, but she again couldn't hear me. As I began to scream at her, a T-Rex burst through the window. My mom didn't notice it, and then it roared and I woke up--somehow sensing that the roar was a sound both in real life and the dream. Turns out my mom was snoring REALLY loudly on the couch.

Age 8, December:
I was at the YMCA, my daycare, late at night. Everyone else was there as well, but it was far past the time when the daycare closed. My friend Chrystal was showing me her haircut (In fact, two days after this dream, Chrystal got a haircut and I had deja vu when she showed it to me) at one of those fold-down white tables with the long, attached benches. She had cut her hair VERY short. I was admiring it when I great bright light illuminated the windows behind Chrystal, and her and I jumped under the table, knowing it was aliens. (Yes, by this age I knew what those were, although the only form they ever took in my imagination was green, pointy chin, big head, and big black eyes. No antenna though) The aliens were soon chasing us through a LARGE McDonalds play-place suddenly inside the YMCA gym, only it was larger than the gym, and it was terrifying. Then at one point the aliens chasing us turned into Jesus, and I thought 'oh, he's supposed to be cool, we should go to him', before I thought 'it's a trick!' and continued to run away. Chrystal ran to Jesus for help, and he turned back into the alien and ate her, whereas I had continued running, and made it to a safe point. (ALSO, I wasn't allowed to have or play or watch people play video games until I was 13. And, while my larger family identified as Christian, my mom never forced any kind of religion on me, or had any views on the subject, herself, so Jesus was kinda a vague concept I was rather suspicious of) So basically, this dream baffles me by basic rights of 'where the hell did I get this'.


Unknown Ages, Reoccurring: I continuously had dreams where I KNEW that, if I ran fast enough, I would run right off the ground and into the air, and be able to fly. I would have to keep my legs running, in order to keep myself up, but I could do it, and I did do it, quite frequently. The only other flying dreams I had besides these were back before I was 7, I would be able to sit on my blankey and it could fly me around.

Note: I have nightmares very infrequently, and after having two in a row when I was 7, I taught myself how to go back and 'erase' them, by imagining that my dreams were in a file-system in a computer, and that if I took the nightmares and 'deleted' them, they would no longer bother me. To this day, I still use this system in order to 'delete' nightmares immediately after I have them, so that while I can remember the nightmare, I don't remember the fear or pain, and can thus go immediately back to sleep, and not have the nightmare reoccur.

I'm a noob and new to this site so excuse me if I'm not too familiar with terms and such.
Well, here goes my first entry.

09/03/11 - LD

I had a lucid dream but I had no control over it. I did have enough control to explore my surroundings however and I was slightly aware I was dreaming.
I was in a huge, old university (sort of similar to Hogwarts but more modern and different) and the school had a musty smell and quiet atmosphere about it.
I was walking through the various hallways and classrooms and opening up doors into different rooms. The sun was seeping in through the windows and I could see the dust flying in the air. I then saw a long-shot (film-wise) of the university and I was aware that I was inside the building even though I could see the outside. The university was hidden in amongst trees and foresty-type forages. It was either sunrise or midday not too sure. The sky was blue and it was cold.
My awareness back inside the university, I then started talking to other students about something (can't remember) and they were friendly. The atmosphere of the place was peaceful and cheery.

And then suddenly I was thrust into another dream (wasn't so much a LD but it felt real despite me not having any control over it whatsoever) where me and other people were being pursued by an unknown enemy. The dream was heavily contrasted with sharp shadows (film-noir). We were speeding through dark, gothic London streets and it had just been raining really hard. It was night and the clouds from the rain had cleared to show stars. We were manically driving in an old car (the one with the horn on the side and no rooftop) and there were many of us crammed in the car with some standing on the outside, clinging onto the sides. It was almost cartoon-like. It was chaotic and full of action, a vast contrast to the previous dream and all I could remember feeling was sheer panic and adrenaline. We were racing down past the docks and some big ships were bobbing silently in the sea and I could see the reflection of the moonlight bouncing off the water.

And then I woke up.

March 11, 2011
Lucid Dream 193: Crowd Control
Series: Fearless, Episode 3
around 4:30pm
DILD

Category - Action


I am at a football stadium with my friend Shawn. There is a bottom level, then an overhanging balcony that is the second level, and then another overhanging balcony that is the third level. We are on the second a few rows up. We have a bottle of vodka and are pouring shots as we watch the football game. I suddenly notice that they aren't playing football at all. It looks a lot like blitzball (from Final Fantasy X). Though all the players are wearing helmets and shoulder pads, they are flying/swimming around in the air tossing a blitzball into a floating triangular goal. I slowly become more and more aware until I realized this wass in fact, a dream.

The stadium atmosphere was so real that I was in awe for a few moments. I looked down several rows and saw there were people standing at the edge of the balcony. Shawn said, "I wish we could have those seats." The stadium seats were much more vertical than a normal stadium and the best seats in the house appeared to be right on that balcony. I motioned him to follow me and we stood up and walked down toward it. He suggested that we offer them something for their seats and I said, "Nah, I'll just kick 'em off the balcony." He looked confused to the meaning of my words. I walked up behind the people and some rather hefty security guard lady came waddling up to me and said, "Sir, these aren't your seats. We need you to go back to your seats." I looked at her very threateningly and she looked frightened. She then took off back into the crowd shouting for back-up security. I paid her no mind and then turned and kicked a man square in the back and he flew off the balcony. There were a couple kids and another man standing there as well. They didn't seem to notice their neighbor had just flown off the balcony. I proceeded to do a ninja-like kick combo and kicked the threw of them off the balcony as well.

I heard screams from below and peered over the balcony. There was a large pile of blood and like 13 bodies laying in it (though I had only kicked 4 people, lol). Shawn gave me a fist-pound and took the seats. After only a few moments, the first guy I kicked had walked back up to the seat I was sitting in. He told me that his computer had been acting up lately and he must have gotten booted. I gave a fake laugh and said, "Oh. It is all good, here take your seat back. There are a few empty ones beside us anyway." He thanked me and then attempted to sit down. Before he could, however, I kicked the back of his head and he fell face first over the railing, but managed to hang on with one hand. Shawn reached his hand over to help the guy. As Shawn was lifting him up, I said, "Man, are you ok? Some guy just rammed into you and took off." Shawn had lifted the guy back up over the rail, but hadn't released his arm yet. The guy said, "Oh, how ever could I thank the two of you. I could have died right there!" I smiled and said, "Well, what would have been the fun in that?" The guy looked a bit puzzled and I said, "Its more fun this way." I nodded to Shawn and he tossed the guy up into the air. I performed a spinning back kick and sent the guy soaring over the balcony. I watched as he landed on and was impaled by a flag that another fan was holding.

Suddenly, the crowd around us began to shout and throw popcorn at us. I jumped up and stood on the railing of the balcony. Then began pissing on the crowd around us and down on the lower level. They began to riot. Me and Shawn started fighting off the crowd and tossing them over the balcony to their death below (which had now turned into a Mortal Kombat-like spiked pit). Me and Shawn were performing combo moves as he would toss people into the air and I would kick them off the balcony. Soon, a large group of cops with riot shields came running out to where we were. I distracted one of them as Shawn elbowed him in the back of the head. I then stole his riot shield and began swinging it violently. I was knocking 5 and 6 people into the air with each swing. We both had riot shields and took off through the crowd. Most of the crowd just watched as others attempted to fight us off. It felt like I was in a "beat 'em up style" video game. We began a fight with a group of bikers when I awoke from the dream.

Series Details
Join all the action in the dream series, "Fearless." You never know what I may run into, but you can guarantee I'm ready for a fight. Stay tuned for more blades, guns, and explosions in this series!

I was in my old house sort of crawling/sliding along the floor. My Dad and sister were watching me, talking (I think). I spontaneously decided to do an RC. I tried to puch my finger through my hand but I kept missing, so I counted my fingers. I had an extra finger and became lucid. My Dad said to me, "Why can't you (do something) properly?" I said back, "I don't have to, I'm lucid." As soon as I said this the dream destabilised, and I woke up, realising I should have rubbed my hands together. I am still happy I have the first step down.

I have been using visualisation to enter dreams for ages, but usually not to induce lucid dreams (as I haven't had any lucid dreams since growing up).
I tried that however this morning. After 9 hours sleep I got up for a couple of minutes and then went back to bed to intentionally visualise my way into my personal dream world. And I was successful - up to a point

Here is what I did:
I got comfortable in my bed. Then I started to visualise...
I entered a big vast room with hundreds of thousands crystal orbs suspended in the air all over the room. For a while I wandered around the room looking into some of the orbs - catching a glimpse here and there. This is my dream storage room!
Because there were so many orbs it would take me ages to look and examine each one. So I looked around to find a way to identify one that I remembered and wanted to enter. And Lo and behold there was a computer touch screen on one of the walls nearby. I moved towards it and discovered that it listed all my dreams. I could select one of them (could even search) or choose to create a new one.
First I tried it with a recent dream I wanted to revisit. I identified it as it was labeled the same as in my dream journal. After selecting it I detected a glowing orb some steps away from me. I walked over and looked into it. It was the correct dream. I knew I had to continue looking into the orb, focussing on it and the pulsating glow to enter the dream. But somehow I couldn't go through with it. I got distracted by other remembered dreams that I could have chosen instead.
So I tried it with a "new" dream. Another orb started to glow and as I looked into it all I could see was white. I focussed on it and the pulsating glow and suddenly with a "plop" (short bursting sound) I found myself falling to the white nothingness. It looked like a white canvas all around me ready to create a dreamscape. I was standing in there and wondered for quite some time what I wanted to create, but unfortunately I couldn't decide among all the different scenarios I had designed in my waking life. Then I was startled awake by some noise outside.

Maybe I should add a "random" button to the screen just to make it easier to enter not-remembered dreams.

I was extremely, stupidly drunk last night so my recall for this isn't perfect but I'm still ecstatic nontheless.

I remember having a false awakening and I immediately could just feel that I was dreaming. I jumped off the end of the bed and stopped a foot off the ground to prove it to myself. I also recall searching for my dream guide and think I was almost successful. I remember grabbing at somebodies arm through a mirror after shouting "Dream Guide", but unfortunately didn't hold on hard enough. I also recall teleporting myself to a location that I have designed in waking life where I believe my dream guide will be. It was on the top of a hill overlooking the sea, although wasn't 100% accurate. I knew that I had to find a motorbike and think that I did but can't recall for certain.

DJ Log: March 12, 2011 – ~4:15AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

I am laying naked on my bed, trying to read a book with very small text. I rotate the book in several different directions, but the text is totally impossible to read. Just as I put the book down, a young guy with long blonde hair walks into my room and says, “It's time for your meltdown.” As I am look for my alarm clock which is not there, I reply, “Isn't it a bit early?” He says, “No, certainly not.” After giving me a strange look, he climbs up on the bed and says, “Roll over, then cross your arms under your chest and bring your hands up and out from under your shoulders.” As I do this, he lays down on my back and grabs both of my hands. His hair is hanging down past my face.

He slowly lifts my upper section slightly off the bed by my arms, holds me up for a few seconds, then lowers me slowly back onto the bed. I can feel his body get very warm as his aura combines with mine. He lifts me a second time and I begin to feel a warm and tingling sensation through my back and shoulders as I am being lowered back to the bed. When he lowers me the third time, the sensation becomes stronger and travels all the way down my legs. On the fourth lift, his legs melt down through me and become part of mine. When he lowers me, the rest of his body melts down and becomes part of mine. As we are merging, I can feel my internal organs shifting around to make room for an extra set. This is quite a strange feeling, but it doesn't hurt or anything.

Somehow, I come to my senses and become lucid. I roll off my bed and walk out of my room. As soon as I walk through the doorway, I lose my lucidity and the dream.

One of these fine days I will learn to take a moment and stabilize every time I become lucid. I'm certain that I was starting to aim for lucidity twice in the beginning of this dream; once when I couldn't read the text of the book, and a second time when I couldn't find my alarm clock. This is not the first time I have missed several clearly obvious dream signs, and it certainly won't be the last.

I don't recall waking up directly from this one. There were a couple of dreams after this one, but I don't have much recall of them. This is the one that stood out from the rest in my memory and I think I lost the others while recalling and writing this one.

March 11, 2011
Lucid Dream 192: Instability Reigns
Series: The Land of Dreams, Episode 5
around 7:00am
WILD

Category - WTF


I woke up briefly and as I returned to sleep I felt SP trying to kick in. I went with it and soon SP had fully set in. There seemed to be no HI of any kind. There was a lot of noise...a familiar buzzing with a lot of muffle conversation. Several times the conversation volume grew to shouting levels, but I couldn't understand any words that were said. I soon felt my self rolling around my room. Once the rolling stopped, I stood up with quite a bit of difficulty.

The dream was quite blurry and everything seemed to be moving slightly (as if I were dizzy). I attempted to stabilize, but had considerable trouble clearing things up. I managed to get the dream decently stable and I walked to my front door and exited onto the porch. Upon exiting the house, the dream was fuzzy once again. I tried to stabilize, but nothing seemed to be working. I jumped off the porch and when I landed the the entire environment shook violently. I got the dizzy feeling and everything was blurry and mixing together. I stumbled my way down to the truck sitting in the driveway. I started rubbing the truck and smelling the air. I couldn't smell anything. I could hear a slight buzzing in my ear and I took a deep inhale and tasted the air. I couldn't taste anything either. After applying all 5 senses with a little focus, the dream cleared up a little bit.

It was still relatively fuzzy as I attempted to walk forward and immediately began spinning in circles. I couldn't stop it on my own, so I grabbed hold of the truck once again and I stopped spinning. I kept thinking, "WTF is going on here? Haven't had a dream this unstable in a while." The dream was once again so blurry that I could barely make out the environment. I jumped into the air and attempted to take flight, but just kind of hung in mid-air for a bit. The dream immediately became crystal clear as I was hanging in the air. I could move my body, but I couldn't move in any direction. I flailed around in the air for a while and attempted to force myself forward.This struggle lead to me waking up in bed.

Series Details
In the dream series, "The Land of Dreams," I explore the depths of my subconscious. With no real goals in mind, I explore the creative lands and characters that come before me. Who will I meet? Where will I go? What exactly does it mean to be KingYoshi? To find out, stay tuned for more entries to the series!

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the dream actually started out lucid i probably did the DEILD but forgot it...

so the dream starts out at a soccer field where i have become lucid, there is a road in front of me with some houses behind it. So i kinda like do a really long jump/fly to the road and follow it. It end up leading me to a house where a bunch of girls are. I go inside and the view switches to a view from a window. So i walk up some stairs to the top floor where this one girl is, she was laying on a bed and i approached her. (all the girls looked like dolls) she got up and started talking to me when i remembered the TOTM I immediately back up to find a bowl of fruit right next to me. As fast as i could i took a miniature watermelon from it and took a bite, then i left the house and the view returned to 1st person

. Then i saw my friend gavin up the road on my Kona Coiler(DH mtn bike) i yelled at him because i wanted to do that jump/fly thing while he was on the bike and while i was holding it. But he rode off =(. Then i walked up to the road to where the dream started, i found 3 kids from my school and i thought i was sharing a dream with them. I approached them and said "you guys are dreaming" but they did not believe me. So to prove it to them i pointed to a car and said "car explode" about 2 secs later the car explode (YEAH!!!!). About 2 of them beilieved me and i told them to use passive control. Then i walked to the back of the soccer field when i remembered something that i wanted to do. I imagined a hot girl from my school in a nearby shack and began to approach it. My gym teacher was in the way and when i passed him the dream ended

Dream - Lucid - AP

Well, I'm back from vacation! It was much-needed . And now, to the dreams!

I was outside somewhere. It was nighttime, and I was being chased by these crazy sorority and fraternity members who wanted to kill me. I remember them standing on a bridge. I also remember watching Chris run away; he was wearing the white shirt from one of my LDs. I only saw his back.

Then, I somehow knew I was dreaming. I composed myself so I wouldn't just fly away and wake up. I saw someone standing next to me. He looked like he was maybe in his late 30s, and had dark brown hair that was slicked back. I asked him if he would remember this dream. I don't remember his response.

I started to look around while walking. I was now inside in some garden. The ground below me was gray rock, and to my left was a creek. Sitting by the entrance to the creek was Santa. I walked into the creek. I said something to Santa and he replied, though I don't remember what. I do remember him saying "ho ho ho" at some point.

I kept walking in the creek. I feel like Chris was in front of me the whole time, some distance ahead of me. I looked down, and the water looked like it was dyed red with food coloring. I kept on walking, and heard a Chinese lady start talking. She was to my left on a stage-type thing that jutted out into the creek. She was middle-aged. There were a few people standing around her. She was speaking Chinese.

I was still walking down the creek, and I noticed above me all these digital clocks. I would look away and look back to them and they had all changed. Then, to my left, there were all these pictures on the wall. They were Christmas photos, and the people and animals in the pictures were moving, like in Harry Potter. One of them I remember being animal faces (dogs and cats) on human bodies wearing Santa hats.

As I exited the creek, I started walking up a winding stone path. I decided to try to make a kitten from one of my previous dreams appear. The kitten was white with pastel spots on her back, and her name was Sparkles. I cradled my arms and concentrated. I looked down, and an infant kitten with her eyes still closed was cradled in my arms. She was white with the pastel spots on her back. I said "Sparkles!". She crawled into my hand, and then I woke up.

~

I was going from one guys house to the next, where they gave me cake and apparently we had sex, though I don't remember ever having sex in the dream. I do remember eating the cake though. At one of the houses I went to, Mary Katherine was with me. The chocolate cake I was eating was very dry. MK was not happy about what I was doing, but she stayed silent.

Then, I was at Austin's old apartment. I was in the car with him at some point, and he said to me
"Krista, you can't make up your mind. I don't like it."
He was referring to the fact that I was hanging out with him, but had a boyfriend. Austin still had feelings for me. I replied
"I have a boyfriend.", or something along those lines.
We were then inside again, and sitting on the couch. A large black man was there with us. Austin said to him
"You should go to the store and get (something, I can't remember), and while you're out, grab some weed."
I got up and took some dishes to the sink. The black man was doing the dishes. I left.

~

I woke up at some point this morning, rolled over, and went back to sleep, immediately entering a dream.

I got up out of bed, and there was someone standing next to me, though I can't remember who it was. It was very hard for me to keep my eyes open. There was a mirror in front of me, and when I walked over to see my reflection, I could see it, but it was not aligned with my body. I went to the mirror again, and the same thing happened.

Then, I had an FA, but I can't quite remember what happened in it.

~

I was working 2 jobs; one at a sports bar and one at a sandwich restaurant. I had to take peoples orders at some other restaurant, go back to the bar, make the drinks, then walk back. I remember taking someone's order and then going to get the drink, then going back. Then, I took a table of 3's orders. There was a white guy with glasses, a black man, and an overweight woman. The black man ordered a lemonade. I asked him if he wanted a spiked lemonade, and he said no. Then, he called it a weird name. The woman ordered a sweet tea, and the white man ordered some crazy complicated drink, that was like 1/3 vodka, and a couple of other things. He used weird names for the measurements. I asked him to write it down for me, and he just stared. I said "Ok, I'll write it down then." He repeated his order as I wrote it down on a napkin with a pencil, and I left. I was walking down the street, thinking about his order.

At some point, I was sitting down at a table, talking to a man about my 2 jobs. I told him I did catering at one of them.

Lucid
task of the month

I'm so happy!! I've been struggling for ages to get a decent lucid dream that actually lasts and I've finally got it. Admittedly it was semi lucid in parts and my recall for the start is a little hazy (hoping more of that will come back to me) but it was still a fantastic experience and my dream control was great.

Basically I had a nap this afternoon to catch up some sleep with the intention to DILD if I had the opportunity and it all evolved from there. It was a shock to me at first when I started getting WILD sensations and I really enjoyed them this time, they felt really relaxing and comfortable. After this I found that my brain was in imagery overload and imagining loads of random images. One of them became particularly strong - I had found a way to break a simple sweets/toy machine without getting caught and could take all of the contents. This image was verging on dream-level and I hung it to it for as long as I could. After a while I felt myself coming out of the WILD state so refocused all of my energy on the image mentioned above. Before long the scenery started changing without my conscious effort, I still remember Thomas the Tank Engine in there somewhere.

After a while the random colours and imagery had evolved into a dream environment, I didn't even have to bother reality checking etc as I remembered the whole process. I started grounding myself, concentrating on what I could feel, smell and see. Foolishly I tried hearing the outside world too and almost lost my lucidity, but my determination and hand rubbing kept me in the dream. After this I found I could continually do the hand rubbing with an extra set of arms so set off on an exploration.

I was at my University and it looked a bit like the BBC news set. I didn't want to hang around here so headed to the back to find some toilets and check out my appearance in the mirrors. (I've heard a lot of rumours regarding this) A group of woman were approaching in front of me and being really slow so I dodged around them, noticing as I did so that one of the women was sick of the group and slipped into a cupboard instead of following them. When I got to the mirror I saw that I had my four arms. I decided to try and remove two of them and make the remaining ones more muscly. I couldn't do this effectively so instead I enticed the extra two out again and grew all four arms to hulk like proportions. Soon after this I remember I had the opportunity to dream fight but my recall around this point is quite hazy.

I left the toilets and loads of people were heading upstairs to my "flat" where we were going to party. I didn't want to bother with the stairs as I was lucid so decided to fly straight upwards through the floors. It got pitch black once I tried to do this however and it resulted in my first successful teleportation. I simply pictured the room and *bang* I was transported into it. Once there I was alone and didn't know what to do, and then I realised - Task of the Month! To the best of my knowledge the task was to eat a piece of dream fruit and pick a piece of dream fruit (I now know this to be from the dark side of the moon) so headed out to do both of these things. I visualised an apple a couple of times but it wouldn't appear, so instead tried a different tactic of turning away and visualising it behind me. To my surprise this worked really well and I bit into my new found apple with joy. It tasted quite fizzy but was by far the best apple I've ever had. Next I decided to persue the advanced task incorrectly and found a small plant in the hall way, I decided this was enough and tried to grow some fruit on it. I used the same looking away visualisation technique to get fruit onto the branches of the small plant. The first couple of tries yielded mouldy results but by the third try I grew a perfect lemon. I remember vividly how the plant prickled me as it pulled apart the leaves to get to it. After this I decided to practice again as the lemon was quite small, and grew a perfect sized grape instead.

Upon re-entering the main room in the flat I found that loads of people had arrived. I had vague memories of old tasks of the month as I was unsure which ones to do and remembered "kiss a dc". At this point I saw my friend A_ trying to kiss Rolf Harris. Rolf looked really uncomfortable so I went over, hugged him, and pushed Adam away, offering to get them both drinks. After a bit of mingling I realised that I wouldn't be able to recall all of this lucid as it was so long (there's still much I know that I can't recall) and decided to do one last thing. Whilst thinking this I saw Charlie Sheen in the corner with an inflated head - yes, punch Charlie Sheen. I went over, punched him quite hard and he disappeared.

I was so confident of my dream control at this point that I created credits. They were displayed as lots of small white letters in computer font making up the shapes of bigger letters on a black background. They read "This was a Josh production. Thankyou for watching." I then used this to make white noise and voluntarily woke up.

WILD

Had the day off from school today, so I was able to sleep in. As I started to get into light sleep, sleeping for around twenty minutes at a time (because I just wasn't tired anymore) I started to hear a fuhfufhfuhfuh sound every once in a while. I stayed still and enjoyed the feeling which facinated me. I decided to roll over and felt my self roll out of my body. I then sank far into my bed-which was an amazing feeling- then to finally roll out of my body one final time. At this point I sat up on my bed an watched my clock for a while, which was on my shelf like always, but this time my shelf was in the middle of my room. The clock had around 8 digits that kept changing. I watched for quite a while taking it all in. At this point, I realized that I had a big hat on my head which I finally took off. The Continuous lack of clarity made me decide to look for a pair of glasses, an idea someone mentioned, which i couldnt seem to find. After that, I headed down stairs to chow down on some food. I entered the kitchen which had a little dog running around, and from there opened the pantry door. I then grabbed a packet of pop tarts (which we don't own ha) and headed over to the livingroom to scope things out. I saw some of my moms friends and decided I wanted to see one of them's breasts. I found this weird, because this isn't really like me, but I asked her what she had on her shirt, and then started unbuttoning it to show her what it was (reality checked about 5 times first). At the point that I saw here breasts, I started waking up around this time, but I decided I wouldn't move and try to deild, which makes me glad that I was lucid and likeminded enough to remember. I woke up, and after 5 minutes or so of not moving a muscle I decided I wasn't tired enough to go back to sleep, so here we are. I've had this same experience happen to me before eventhough I didn't record it; it seems as if uncounciously tring to WILD (especially in the morning) is the best way for me. Next time I'll try to remember to rub my hands, listen, and smell ect. Although this is only my second WILD, it really didn't last long, maybe four minutes. If I could just have a lucid dream earlier in the night!

Recall:7
Lucidity: 7
Length:3
Control: didn't alter anything
Clarity:3
Likemindedness:6
Dreamscape:4
Overall:7