lucid

I am sitting at my desk at college. I am extremely tired and don't feel well at all. Probably
because I got up at 5AM the previous morning and didn't go to bed until midnight for the
purpose of WILD. For some reason I decide to do a reality check. To my astonishment, my
finger goes through my palm! I am lucid but I think I am in my dorm, which is not true, I am
actually at home.I get up and instantly feel much better and more awake. I decide to call my
crush, as a dream character, so I get out my phone. I flip it open and the screen is black. I
realize it is because electronics just don't work the same way in dreams so instead of pulling
up my contacts list, I just dial her number manually. The numbers appear in white on the black
screen as I enter them in. At first, I enter my number. I realize it and clear it out and enter her's.
The phone rings and someone answers but it is not her. I decide to try the method where you
call out for the person. Again, someone answers but it is not her. Apparently there is someone
else in the hall that has the same name. It is some random girl that I do not know. I then wake
up. I am still in my dorm sitting in my chair I reality check again and find I am still
dreaming! I try again to no avail. I walk out of my dorm and go outside where there
is a playground. Obviously, there wouldn't be a playground on a college campus but
this is a dream so whatever. I start climbing around on stuff and eventually think of
the time its 9:45 "crap I'm missing English". I am probably a little less lucid at this
point. I get up on some monkey bars and I start to notice the dream fading. I try to
stabilize it by rubbing my hands together it works. A guy about my age appears
beside me and says "Why won't you wake up? You need to wake up." I decide to let
it happen and I wake up in my dorm again. I look at the clock. 2:30. "Crap, I missed
a lot of classes." I realize it's futile to try to do anything about it but then realize,
it's spring break. I don't have classes. I am still quite tired but I get up. My roommate
comes in and says something about me joining his family for dinner. I start to think
about getting ready for that when I truly wake up.

This is my first lucid dream with mild control. It didn't last more than 10 minutes in dream time but it was very neat.

I as fall asleep I can see snow rushing past my face. Before I know it I am staring out a window inside a cafe in down town New York. My friend Crystal is sitting across from me, and she is giggling. It must have been something I said earlier. I can hear my self repeating, "I am in a dream, I will have control over this dream." I then realize what I'm doing, having a lucid dream. As this thought strikes my head like lightning everything starts fading out, it feels like the walls are flying away and things are being thrown into the air. I grab onto the table and try to feel the texture of the cloth and when I open my eyes after having them clenched shut, it's all back to how it was.

I decide to try out my control skills. I've always wanted to do it and I have a lot of self confidence. I picture an icecream sundae in my hands. I tell Crystal, "I can make a sundae, want to see?" She just laughs at me with a look on her face like "what ever!" Before I know it i can feel the cold condensed water on the outside of the glass drip down the side of my hand and down my arm. I can feel the cold, I can smell the fudge on top. I was so delighted I almost lost my dream again.

Right after this I exit the cafe, walking down the streets of New York. The odd thing is there was a McDonalds in the middle of the street on an Island. I decide to go in. My sister is ordering a hamburger, and she tells me she needs to borrow some money. I don't have any but I tell the cashier that the burger is free. She looks at my sister and says, "The burger is free mam. Have a nice day!" Right about here I lost it all, objects were crashing into eachother, walls were being pulled away as the tiles in the floor fell apart. I am awake now. For real.

It was a very incredible first dream experience and I can't wait to have more but I have been very bad at having them. This was a couple months ago but I decided to post it now.

I dreamed that I was at my church. I was sitting there, thinking about how bored I was. I heard a scream and look behind and saw 2 people in black clothing going around the church killing people. I thought "good thing this is a dream,WAIT this is a dream!" I ran across the room to the first guy in black and performed a strong roundhouse kick and knocked him out cold. I turned to the second and then had a good idea. I grab him and drag him outside. I flew as high as I could and then dropped him. I watched in amazement as he fell. I then woke up.

I'm at this carnival when I notice this is a dream (I have no idea how.). The dream starts to get a little hazy so I rub my hands together and it clear up a bit. I walk around wondering what to do for about 5 seconds I turn and off in the distance I see a giant red godzilla destroying a town, but I ignore it.
At first I think I should wish up a monster or fly, but I don't, (I believe it was because i thought the dream would end, or I would lose lucidity). I decide to change small bits of my dreams and just test my abilities. I walk up to this cart/shop. I look as the wood and try to change it to a different color, I manage to darken quite substantially, I try to turn and change the color of another part of the cart, and again it darkens substantially.

I turn to my left and notice this beautiful asian women, I walk up to her and put my hand in between her legs, I notice quite a few people are around so I take her by the hand and bring her to this perfume shop.
She asks me if we are going to buy perfume, I (think) don't answer her question, I then see this shelf lying on the ground but with perfume bottles inside, I move the bottles, we then "enter" this shelf and have sex. I made it all the way to the climax. Then I believe I woke up because I entered this blackness, which I believe was me looking into the back of my eyelids. I lay there and enter the same dream, I went in partially lucid, but I was constantly drifting in and out of lucidity.....(To be continued.)

Nonlucid Lucid Partially lucid

Successful WILD

March 8, '11: Laying on my back in bed, I felt that I was close to sleep. I imagined moving my arms and it began to feel real. I stood up out of bed. I saw a cat and tested to see if it could see me or if it would be scared. The cat acted normally. I looked at my bed and did not see my body in it. I commented on this.

I was in my childhood home, as usual. I rubbed my hands together to stabilize the dream, intending to stay in the dream for a long time.
I tried to remember what to do and remembered that I had already asked for my spirit name in a previous lucid dream.
I said "my dream name is Justin. No... ________!" I got it wrong the first time, but then corrected myself. (it is nothing like "Justin").
I said my dream/spirit name again as I walked into the kitchen. Another cat was on the table. He grew gigantic when I said my name and did a hand gesture at him. I was happily surprised by this.

It was dark outside, so I decided to make it daytime. I commanded it to be daylight, possibly using my dream name again. It became very bright outside, like a huge explosion. Then it became a beautiful sunny day. I saw Adam through the kitchen window, playing with his dog or cat with a ball.
I was very pleased with my control, and that the dream obeyed my desires. I made my cat levitate a couple of feet off the floor. Then I intended to go outside through the door without opening it. I jumped at the wall and hit it. I tried again and this time went through the wall with no trouble.

I flew and said "I am a god of this dream world!" (I said "a god" rather than "the god" because I recognized that there were other forces also in control of the dream).
I said "I want to see my dream guide and Sheila, now!" I might have felt that someone was about to show up, but I woke up.
Perhaps I didn't attempt to stabilize enough.

I am in a room that looks like a library. There are bookshelves lining the walls and some in the middle of the room. I see a door leading to another room the looks very similar. As I enter the new room I see a door to another room which looks similar. This goes on; each new room has a door leading into another room that looks very similar but only slightly different. In one of the rooms I stop and look around. A small dog comes running to me. I do not remember the breed. I give it some attention before I go into the next room. Another dog comes running to me. I remember that this one was a miniature pug. I move along to the next room. The same thing happens again and I do not know the name of the dog breed. I know that I am alone but I hear someone say “Wow you really seem to like pure bred”. I become lucid.

I go into the next room and this one has blue walls and a dark blue ceiling. On the ground are blue pebbles that look like something that would be at the bottom of an aquarium. This time a cat comes running to me. I give it some attention then I move on to the next room. This time I am thinking of my cat Caramel who passed away a year ago. I want her to come out of the doorway. A cat comes out and it is not her. I remember that this one was grey with long hair. I remain in the same room and I try again, this time a tabby comes around the corner. I remain in the same room and try one more time. She comes around the corner. She looks frail and sick like she did in her last days of life. I kneel down and get her to approach me by putting my hand out towards her. She meows and it sounds just like she did in her last days. I begin to cry as she comes to me and I hug and pet her. The dream ends.

The last few weeks, i often have the dream of dropping a newborn and it terrifies me.

Pug Genocide and the Obstacle Course

I’m on my street walking two dogs, a Pomeranian and a pug. I make sure to keep them walking on the right side of the road, and my dream-mind thinks of how much I like the direction of East. I have trouble keeping them out of the roads but I manage to take them to my destination: a big building with all the kids from school waiting in line outside. There’s something going on, but I don’t really know what. I notice that if I get in line, I’ll be waiting for hours. It’s extremely hot out, the peak of summer.

I see my Uncle Pat come at me from a distance. He has a shot gun. Suddenly I am being pulled to the ground. I can’t see anything and my dogs are taken. Hands are over me. I am put in a car. I open my eyes. I’m in the backseat. My mom’s in front with my Nana and the dogs are here in the back. The windows are rolled up and we’re all sweating really hard because of the heat.

“You can’t take Pugs out in the open,” my Nana says. She explains that they are being killed off, and my Uncle is one of the men who shoots them. I don’t know why it’s happening. I roll a window down and shove my face out. It’s a little refreshing. I draw things in the thick condensation that’s formed on the windows.

They drop me off at my dream-house, where I’m staying. It’s night time. I take the dogs into a shed and ruffle through a few boxes. I find a purple wig and put it on. In the mirror, I look the same, and my wig looks really funny. I can’t fit all my hair under it.

I go into the house. I’m staying with an autistic boy and his autistic friend. They annoy me, not because they’re autistic, but they won’t leave me alone for a moment. I try to run into my room and quickly close the door, but they get in. I do it again, forcefully and lock the door. The dogs play around in my room.

The scene jumps to me going back to the building with the school kids. It’s daytime again, but the same day, just a few hours later. No one is outside and I see the tail end of the line going in. Shit. To go in, you walk up some stairs on the side of the building, so I do that. The next part is the beginning of a big obstacle course. I didn’t know that was what this was.

Derek, my friend, is in front of me. After the stairs, you climb through a window-esque opening. I do so, but after casually going through, I am almost falling off a circular ledge that leads from the outside to the inside. Below me, all the kids are doing their obstacles or just watching me fall. This is the first part, and I’m already failing. Well I didn’t know about it, so I don’t feel that bad, I don’t really care about this. The ledge is absolutely terrifying, however.

I fall more, and I’m dangling half inside half outside the building, my hands on the ledge.

“Fuck all you hoes,” I say (lols) and manage to lift myself up. I slink around the ledge and come to a bigger part of it. Kayla, a schoolmate, is in back of me. There are two doorways. They are both extremely small. I enter one, and it gets blistering hot as I walk through. I take off my hoodie, and my mind says this is why my dream has been so hot. It’s still hot in the hallway. It zigzags vertically and becomes too small to fit through. I look back and see Kayla has taken the other hallway, the correct choice. Shit, failed again.

Scene change to the end of the course. I’ve probably come in last, but I’m hanging out with the first place and second place kids until they make a final announcement. It’s kind of like a break time. First place is “Heather”, although it doesn’t look like her and she keeps taking her glasses off (which she doesn’t have in waking life) and saying how she can’t see.


Circle Class

I am in a big fancy house and I am going to interview someone. They bring me to the “tea room”, which is a huge circular white room. I sit down.

Scene change to me sitting in the room, but in a desk. There are about thirty desks all arranged in a circular way. I see Jack sitting on the other side of the circle. I’m talking to Megan, a childhood friend, and Derek, a friend from school. We talk for a long time, most of the dream, but I don’t remember dialogue much. My mouth is really dry.

I look down the line and see Heather talking to a friend, Aimee. I get a jealousy pang but remember that I’m having a quite good time myself here talking with Megan. We are sitting in rolly chairs and I spin around the room, having some fun.

For some reason, a lot of people start to leave. I think they’ll come back so I wait. Eventually it’s just me and a few kids near Jack who are really dedicated students and wouldn’t leave a class. I know everyone is having a good time without me, and I get very upset. I see Derek left me a drawing. It’s really good, and on the back it has a black scratch area. It reveals rainbow colors if you scratch it away. I doodle on it and think about what Heather is doing without me. I do some funny things to entertain the students, who laugh, but I can’t close my mouth. It’s too dry!

I wake up, and have the worst dry mouth. I drink water and go back to bed.



Fragment

I am in Goodwill with my mom and someone else. This girl Emily who is really disgusting is here. She points to a sailing instrument, a tiny globe that has a handle under it that controls a grid laying over the earth. It tells you longitude and latitude numbers. I really want it, but it’s thirty dollars. I carry it around and slip it into my pocket.

I check out the records and they have video game soundtracks. I really want the Donkey Kong 64 Part 2 (doesn’t exist!) soundtrack, or the Banjoe Tooie. No money, oh well. I think about telling my friend Lotie about them, because she just got a record player.

I look at a television playing something on a shelf. A thought comes to mind that my mom had cancer in my dream or something. The dream details on this, but I don’t recall any of it.


Fragment

It’s a year later than now, and I “wake up” in a daze into the new present time, knowing nothing of the past year. I ask Heather all the things we did in the passing year, and have my mom tell me some things we did too. I go to a park with my mom and dad and my dad uncovers my old bike from under a hiding spot. He said I put it there last year.


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I'm in my first room ever. On the ground there are two vests, identical. Weird, I think. Why would that happen? I could be dreaming. I become lucid, look at the vests, and see they are remarkably different. I wake up.

Original Date: 3/8/2011
Type: False Awakening - Partial Lucid
Dream:

I woke up and walked into my living room, went over and looked through the blinds out the window (like I usually do) and it was still dark outside (like it usually is) and noticed my neighbor had like 3 other cars of visitors over there (which takes up all the space of where we have to park), and then I noticed my car was not there! So I was looking over to the right farther and saw that my car had been moved, but I didn't understand how and knew it had to have been while I was sleeping, someone had to have come into my house gotten my keys and moved my car while I was sleeping!! I went to the door and saw that it was not closed all the way and the lock/bolt was sticking out but the door not shut, like it was locked but not closed. Somehow I knew instantly that my neighbor had come into my house and did this and I actually started seeing images of this in my mind in my dream. Then I opened my door and I was looking around... my old best friend was sitting in the dark on a curb, she said something to me, but I couldn't make it out. She came inside and I knew then that I was dreaming*. So I decided to skip past an RC because I knew I was dreaming and I knew exactly what I wanted to do... I wanted to walk to my bedroom and see myself sleeping. So my best friend followed me into my bedroom, but when I got there, my body was not in the bed, the bed was empty. I was disappointed because I expected to see myself lying there, but I just saw my bed all unmade and pillows strewn around it. Then I looked at my best friend and we started to make out (which was very strange to me) and then I woke up. (I think I lost lucidity because I didn't know what to do after my expectation of me not being in my bed was disproved.)

Feelings:
Exposure, violation, surprise, disappointment, curiousity

*Side Note:
I am becoming lucid when my dreams take place in my current home, I'm beginning to know instantly when I am in my living room (which is where I practice my waking RCs the most) that I am dreaming.

This was a dream I had on February 25th.

It's not too big and exciting for my first DJ entry, but it was still probably one of the first lucid dreams I documented, though it was short.

Okay, so it began as I was getting up out of bed for school. The point to note thinking back was that I was already dressed and I just went out the front door. I didn't even bother looking at the clock, even though I should have. The last thing I remember before I left was leaving itself.

After I opened the door and walked out, after an extremely bright, warm light, I appeared in a parking lot, in front of a huge building. Now I hadn't become lucid quite at that time, so I continued on to enter this building.

When I entered I had my office chair in hand, not questioning it. In front of me were many people, moving about on the lower level of this huge building. It was primarily made of glass and what looked like some sort of steel. Everything seemed reflective, and it was so bright it was amazing. It felt like some sort of large mall complex. Regardless, I moved forward and an escalator with a few people going up them was in view, and to the right of that was a white marble staircase.

At this point I hopped on the escalator, and met someone I knew. It was a kid named DJ, ironically. I knew he was a friend of my brother's and one year older than me. He was leaning on the staircase rail, watching the people go by on the escalator as he noticed me.

He called to me and followed me to my destination upstairs which I had apparently already decided on.

The destination was a fairly spacious apartment, relatively the size of a decently high rated hotel suite, to the right of the escalator and staircase. It was called "Apt. 103" as declared by the golden plaque near the door. I seemingly had a key, or it was unlocked, and I entered. DJ followed me here, and we sat down for a minute. I almost seemed to be thinking about looking for something, but had no idea what I needed.

At this time I also set down the office chair, and rested on the futon near the entrance in a sort of living area. Then I looked to the clock, and reality checked my way into lucidity.

Something I should address is that numbers and times on the clock are a strong presence within my daily life. Particularly, many repeating numbers that I see on a regular basis. Why on the very day I write this I've seen 10:10, 3:33, and 5:55.

Using this basis as a reality check in my real life, I was able to practice it when the concept came into my dream. When I looked at that clock, I saw 10:10, which I see quite often. I can only assume this was in the morning based on the brightness I had seen. Regardless, I realized what time it was, and stopped myself for a moment.

I had to prove to myself subconsciously that I was indeed dreaming, so I ran out of the apartment, my office chair with me again, and burst through the doors of the large glass building. In another sensation of bright, warm light, I appeared in my kitchen, now without the office chair, right in front of the stove with the green digital clock staring at me, bearing the time 6:41.

Upon this event of apparently reversing time, I went to bed in the dream, and woke up at 5:30 as usual in reality by alarm clock.

The next time I saw that clock above the stove in reality, it bore the time, 6:41.

Another odd thing about me is that my eyes tend to change color, but rarely do. After waking and waiting for my eyes to adjust to the light, and of course, recording this dream, I looked in the mirror and noticed my eyes were green, different from the normal deeper blue my entire family is accustomed to.

Well that's all, boy was that long winded Thanks for reading if you read it all!

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I'm waiting at a restaurant for someone (a male) my parents introduce me too. Several months later I dressed in a very werid outfit
It has a bit of the western's society of a wedding dress with some Hindu and other countries' wedding outfits. When I not dreaming of that I dream of being a fairytale princess and I either a)eat a poisned apple or b)prick my finger on a spindle. But I wake up in RLF before getting kissed in the dream. Now and again I do the slipper thing or have a tail-but want legs thing or live in the castle with a beast. But all through the dreams both the princesses ones and the arranged marriage ones the song "Reflection" from the moive Mulan is always there. But when I do ask the other characters I'm enacting with they don't/cant hear it. The song be in 7 out of 10 dreams.

I dream of writing a letter to Pixar-Disney company saying that they should build a Pizza Planet restaurant identical to the one in the original Toy Story movie. Since the ones at the Disney parks aren't at all even similar to that restaurant. I somehow ended up being the owner of the restaurant which was identical except with Toy Story 1 and 2 toys in various places. The various toys would "talk" to/with me if I was the only one there like when I'm there in the morning before the staff/cleaning up after the staff have gone home. I had all the rights of THIS Pizza Planet restaurant. Two nights ago I still dreaming about being the owner of Pizza Planet and I had 2 kidnappings and 3 attempted kidnapping. The first time I "was" actually kidnapped I "was" tied to a chair in a empty house. But a cute guy I meet a week ago was my hero. The 1 attempted kidnapping (which happened within 15 hours/minutes of the 1st actual kidnapping) I did some tricks from books I read (aka, stomping on foot, kicking knee, biting hand). The 2nd attempt kidnapping which happened within 3 hours of the first attempted one. I raced through a maze in the basement underneath the main floor of the building. The 3rd attempt kidnapping which happened 5 hours latter was I was going to the grocery store (with the cute guy mentioned above) and when he was hurrying ahead someone grabbed me from behind but that's when the cute guy turned around and jumped on the kidnapper. The next time I ended up on a airplane/helicopter seat tied up with no clue how I got there. I was in a closed off compartment on this aircraft from the pilot (kidnapper) but was close to a door and that's when (the cute guy) came in using Woody's own words from Toy Story 2 "Excuse me, ma'am, but I believe you're on the wrong flight. " and then after he untied me we jumped on a friend of his horse (who happened to be named Bullseye) with some lassoing from the cute guy. I think it was because I had been on a Toy Story movies kick for 2 weeks

I was walking through a wood to test my survival skills and I had a staff like the monks used to carry and I heard talking nearby and I looked though the trees and saw a nasty-looking bunch of humans (looked like a cross between Long John Silver and Captain Hook-with eye patches) with some chained humans around a campfire with the chained humans farther away. I know immediately the chained beings are slaves so I just charged out of the tree yelling "Eulia!" and waved my staff and I knocked out (dead) most of the nasty-looking bunch and the ones I didn't knock out ran away. I then took a dagger from one of the dead beings and cut the chains of the slaves. They said I need a sword and said that if I came with them I would get a sword. They lived on a mountain somewhere outside of the forest.

I was working in an office and an armed gunman came in and a crowed gathered outside my office so I stepped outside of my office into the hallway in front of the crowd and convinced the gunman to put down his gun and to talk to someone about his problem. I discovered that he was an ex-employee from the company which in the dream I worked at and he was fired for embezzling money but he thinks his supervisor (who happened in my dream to be my current supervisor) framed him when it was really was the supervisor who was embezzling money. I got him to talk with the boss' s boss about it and the boss' boss said we needed an actual record beside the paper trail that the ex-employee had I had remembered about what I had read in the paper 3 years ago (which 3 years ago is the now in RLF) about taping a conversation and I happpened to know there was a hidden video cammera pannel on my side of the supervisor's door which can a person can hide in while tapping a conversation on the other side of the conversation (with one or 2 people wired up) . I suggested that we meet back here at the office at 4:00 a.m the next day to get ready to talk with the ex-boss at 7:00 am

But first I had to go talk to the CEO/President of the company to ask him if it was alright for us to meet here at 4:00 am. I started talking about what had happened downstairs but as I was talking I heard a ticking sound and since the boss doesn't like clocks so I knew it wasn't a clock so I looked around the room trying to find something that could hold a bomb but I eventaully found a tape record where the ticking noise was coming from which was going to go off in 2 hours. I went straight to the nearest PA system and Said "Attention Everyone! There is a bomb in the building please leave quickly and calmly as possible from the building." I then called 911 and asked for a police bomb squad team and then evacuated myself and the extra " Big Cheese" (CEO) out of the building. The bomb squad came within 15 seconds of me calling them. Not to mention that when we went back inside the building reports were waiting outside for me. So I went outside and talked to them a bit and then after talking to them I went back inside and looked out the window and saw that reports still were out there and was thinking "how in the world am I going to get home past these guys?" but I must have said it out loud since my boss' boss showed me a passage that lead to the front door of my home which was 3 blocks away. I went home told my long-term boyfriend (who is living with me in my dream) I would be leaving super early tomorrow. I turned on the TV for news and the first item on the news were the 2 things that happened at the office today in the dream. "Today a young woman was a hero for saving her office and her colleagues twice. She saved her office from a armed gunman by telling him violence wasn't the answer to life's problems. Less then an hour later she she saved the building from a bomb."