lucid

I was chasing Austin around our parents’ old house in North Carolina. I lost sight of him upstairs, so I started checking hiding places – our bedrooms, closets, under beds and desks… I saw that it was oppressively dark in the hallway bathroom. Where else could he be but in there? I approached the shower curtain to draw it back. I knew what would probably happen, though… I would find some kind of shadow creature instead of Austin because this was a dream. My mind enjoys those kinds of cheap thrills, I thought to myself. I braced myself for the shock and pulled aside the curtain. I heard Austin’s laugh echo all around me. I couldn’t see anything in the shower except a twirling puff of smoke. Right… I walked out of the room.

Original Date: 3/6/2011
Type: New - Lucid
Dream:

I was in my living room (not exact, but it was mine) and everything was so realistic, like no dream I have ever had (and mine are usually pretty vivid, yet a bit cloudy), so crisp. I suddenly thought about dreaming and how I might be, my body felt weird in the dream, like tingly and light. So I actually remembered to do an RC! (This has never happened to me!) So I did the one I like the most, I looked at my hands and counted my fingers. At first, there were 10, so I was going to stick my fingers through my hand, but decided to count again... and this time there were 11, my pinkie finger on my left hand had an extra finger!! So then I knew I was dreaming.... I was trying to get a handle on it, and stabilize myself, but I was so excited, I could feel myself sort of getting pulled in and out of the concentration of the dream. - Now for some reason, this is the part of my dream that confused me. I went to the kitchen and decided to "roll out of my body" and rolled onto the floor (and I could hear my real body falling on the floor in the bedroom. I wanted to go look at my real body sleeping, but I got distracted with something else.) and then the last thing I remembered was going back into the living room, laying on the floor face down, and closing my eyes. I could then hear someone walking/stomping their feet and coming closer to me, I was terrified, and then (still with my eyes closed) I could feel them grabbing and pulling on the back bottom of my shirt, trying to yank me. I was really freakin scared at this, I had the urge to twist around and kick them away from me with my leg, but I was so scared that I woke up.

Feelings:
Excitement, experimental, memory, fear, scared

Objective Context:
A week ago I was reading "School of Out of Body Travel - 1 A Practical Guidebook" and wasn't really having success and was busy throughout the week, so I stopped my attempts. I have also been getting into the habit of doing RCs all throughout the day, usually counting my fingers and sticking them through my hands.

Dream of March 6th, 2011

Yay! I made progress! Last night I actually had a lucid dream. (btw the dream is very weird and hard to understand at parts, and it is also sloppily written at parts)

The part of the dream I can remember the furthest back was where I was at this place with a village. At one point I was talking to either my mom or some other lady who was asking me what kind of dinosaurs the people usually were there. I said that they were either baby t-rexs or baby velociraptors, and if not they were pterodactyls. After saying that, we all changed into dinosaurs and went to the beginning of the dream. In that dream it was about these other dinosaur children bullying me. It wasn’t very interesting.

Once that part was over I somehow went to a store where they were holding some kind of game show. The people were chosen to go into two teams where the leaders were already set. I’m not sure who the left team leader was but the right one was David Bowie. They didn’t really explain the game very well and it seemed as if

people were going to the other guy’s team for some reason even though they started with David Bowie.
At one point in that chapter I somehow realized it was a dream. Once I realized this it felt as if I had opened my eyes and everything felt extremely realistic. I was so happy but then I remembered that I had to remember my dream goals. I then remembered that I wanted to have a shared dream with saltyseedog, though I didn’t quite say their name right. Instead I called out “salt-sea-dog!?” multiple times, but nobody came. So, I left the store and went into the parking lot.

Outside the sky was stormy and gray; well, not very stormy but very gray. I ran and then jumped and flew towards a road and dodged some vehicles. Once across the road I tried to fly, but every time I hit this one tree while flying I would start to sink. This started to annoy me so while I was flying I yelled “fly, fly, FLY!!!” but it didn’t really help much. Instead of flying I decided to climb the tree. Near the top of the tree was a big rock thing. I thought of flying but was too scared that I’d fall all that way.

After that I somehow got back in town and I walked by some stores. I was really angry and wanted to teleport to Hyrule or maybe the moon so I tried to imagine behind the doors would be one of those places. As I ran past the shops I pushed or broke the doors open, and when it didn’t work I just moved on. Eventually I came to a strange district where a pub was. Out of the pug came a man who told me to watch out for a conning pixie. Right after he said that a male pixie (really just a drunk with wings) came out and started talking to me, but the other guy interfered and started arguing with them. As they were talking I woke up.

Dream #1: I was with two hardened criminals. We were in a wide entry hall past the first set of double doors. One of them I took to be some sort of mastermind. He was showing us a device that beamed intense light into multiple security cameras at once. It also had a motion tracking gun to fire on anyone who interfered.

I got the impression we had rehearsed this particular heist a few times. When we were finally set up for the real thing, straight away a guard entered the hall through a side door and the auto-tracking gun shot him in the head, killing him instantly. An alarm sounded. I said "Does your machine have a way to deal with this alarm?"

He said "No. Run." I could hear sirens in the distance as we fled the scene into the city streets. Plenty of people were noticing us as it was just before dark. The city was unfamiliar. The "mastermind" told us to dump our top layer of clothes as we entered an alley way. We each did. I noticed we were wearing a lot of stripes and scarfs.

We made our way up a fire escape and I could hear and see police lights bouncing on building walls nearby. I felt intensely stressed out. I started questioning in my mind how I allowed myself to become involved in such a terrible scheme. I thought, "Maybe this is dream?"

My partners in crime were starting to get far ahead of me by roof top. I was thinking, "If this a dream, I should just jump off this building..." I hesitated. It was a good 10-story drop. I stood on top of a metal ventilation box to launch off from. Again I paused. Then decided, may as well! And I jumped...

Immediately I sailed into the air unaffected by gravity. I was extremely relieved at first, then excited to be lucid again. I glided around the city for a while looking for what I might do next. I spotted a power plant out of the downtown area and in a rural suburb with plenty of woods nearby.

As I went to land, I noticed there was a mass of power lines blocking me. I grabbed a hold of one with each hand and had the thought, "This might electrocute me." But nothing happened. So I decided to try something. I glided around the power plant collecting as many lines as I could hold. I had dozens when I landed. I proceeded to coil them up into a braided strand by tossing them out, like one unwinds a garden hose.

Once they were thick and intertwined, I looked around at the houses in the area. None had lights on. I held my right hand up the spit ends to send power to all the houses using my right hand. A huge burst of electricity emitted from my right hand. (Straight up dark side of the force.) I was thrilled at the raw power and visual quality of this effect. I looked around at the houses. Still they had no lights on. I did it again with more intensity. Again, a massive burst of fantastic electricity arched from my right hand into the power lines. I looked up again, and all the houses were light up now. --Then I woke up.


Dream #2: (I believe this dream started almost instantly when I fell back to sleep.) I was going to pick up my girlfriend from a party. I believe I was running, but at car like speeds. When I arrived at the party I was winded and the cops were there doing sobriety checks.

I told them, "Hey, I just arrived." The lady cop said, "Yeah but did you drive sober?" I remember feeling unsure. My GF emerged from within the house and told me she was ready to leave. We were on foot so the cops let us go on the spot. We walked to a coffee shop I have never seen before. There was a good number of people sitting around. I went in for a kiss, and she said "Hey, not in public!"

My lucidity from the last dream suddenly returned. I said "Oh these people are dead." -And with that, pointed my hands and fingers outward around me. No visual electricity emerged, but everyone was struck, there blood splattered against the walls, and they slumped over dead. -My girlfriend was horrified by this display.

I said "Don't worry." And repeated the same action again. The death was reversed and everyone came back to life astonished, laughing, and looking at me intently. I told them, "Leave us alone now, go tell everyone you died and were resurrected better people than you were before." They were delighted. Formed a single file line, and left the coffee shop. I leaned over and kissed my girlfriend. --Then I woke up.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING

Good morning! I just had one of the most memorable nights of my life. I had a terrible nightmare, which affected all other dreams. Luckily it was only a dream. The other dreams were kinda cool and even got lucid.

22.45: Sleep

05.30: R.I.P Felix
I'm out with a few guys in town. We're joking around and drinking alot. I take a piss at the curb with Henrik. He tells me about a forum in which his friend posted something. He shows me the post, it's very sad and sounds like a suicide letter.

Dream skips to the next day. I wake up. I get on facebook and check out what's going on. My friend Felix seems to be getting alot of posts for some reason and I check out his wall. Almost twenty people has liked his status, which is something about not being amongst us anymore. I realise he's dead. He killed himself last night his twin brother tells everyone. I'm horror struck, I feel like crying but I have to force the few tears to come. I must be in shock. I lock myself in my room in the house we grew up in. My aunt and her husband enters the room and I wonder where they have been. "We've been sick for weeks! As soon as one of us got better, the other one just gave the disease back" she tells me with a smile.

She's alot thinner now than before I notice. "What kind of disease was it?" I ask. "Oh just stomach flu". I hate that disease with all of my heart and I cover my mouth up. "Get away from me!" I yell and begin to sob again. I run out of the house into the rain. I sit down behind a pool covered in plastic and hold my head for a while. It hurts. After a minute or so I decide to get up and walk back in. I remember my mom telling me something. "For every smile you make, you get points". I force a smile on my face, she only wants what's best for me. My mom greets me in the living room. She starts talking about pyjamas and how we could dress up in those and run around and rescue people like super heroes. I smile again. What's wrong with me? Why can't I just deal with it and move on? It's like I've become retarded.

Dream skips. I'm out talking a walk to clear my mind. Suddenly my cellphone rings and I pick it up. "Felix cell". No way! He's dead! Or was it some tasteless joke?. I pick up. "Hello?". "Hey man, it's Felix". I am relieved to the point of tears. "I am dead, I'm calling from the other side". What the fuck? "It was all a stupid mistake, a drunken mistake" he tells me. I begin to cry. This time the tears come for real. "You guys will have to be there when they divide my stuff up, heh, my sister has already packed twenty one bags". Apparently they were going to move after what had happened. I cry even more, my whole body shakes and I'm crying out loud.

05.30: WBTB 15 minutes

06.30: Fragment
*I'm at the local pub. A few old classmates are there with me and I ask for a beer. "You can lend one" one of them tells me. "Yeah I know, I already owe you a beer from last time, my memory is pretty good" I tell him and accept the can of beer. I take a sip. "You know, my friend killed himself last night" I tell them. Everyone's quiet. "Felix... dead" I say. People don't know how to react. "Not a very fun fact, but I thought you should know incase you're wondering why I'm acting strange".

06.30: Bright lucid MILD
I'm in the back of a full bus. We take a left turn and I realise I'm dreaming. I want to get off the bus to have some fun. I push the button and I imagine the busdriver pulling the bus over at the curb. It stops and I grab a girl's breast before getting out. Perhaps she will follow and we can have some dreamsex?. The doors close and the bus takes off. I look around and it's a warm, very bright summer day. I seem to be in the middle of an intersection between two huge fields. I rub my hands to make the dream more vivid. A car goes past me. What to do? I look at the car which has almost disappeared around the corner.

I lift my hand up and the car goes up with it. I make a small pushing motion and the car flies off into the distant. Two more cars appear and I lift them up as they reach me. I shoot them out into space using both my hands, going in two different directions. Sweet, sweet power! I feel like doing something crazy. I take off all my clothes and stand there butt naked. I start peeing on the street. I hope with all my heart that my bladder isn't really emptying itself. A whole bunch of cars shows up. I count six of them as they close up, all volvo's. Time to practice multiple control! I manage to lift five of them up, but drop one. I hold the other four ten meters above ground, and I make them spin around eachother.

I release them at the same time and watch as they all crash in all directions. It's quite amazing how realistic it all looks when you don't interfere I think as one car crashes into a tree and slams into the ground, glass and debris going in all directions. I rub my hands again and turn around toward the third road. Suddenly my face feels funny, like I'm having a stroke. I can't move my mouth and my head feels heavy. Oh shit, gotta stabilize! I rub my hands and focus on the ground. "Stabilize!" I yell and begin to sing some random song. I refuse to let the dream go and soon I can stand up again. Sweet, I stabilized it. What else to do? I feel like flying. I run and jump, and it's like I've got a broken rocketpack on my back. I smack into the ground first and tumble around before I start to rise. I fly into the forest the car crashed into, I can feel pines prickling my face.

I start to feel my body and I'm moving my fingers. I decide to DEILD and lie completely still. A few seconds later I hear a loud screeching sound and wind blowing in my ears. My arms (which I'm lying on) starts to cramp. My hands and fingers starts to curl up. I ignore it all and try to visualize a mountaintop. I soon lose focus. I can see Dr. House. "Visualize! Don't just think about it!" he yells at a patient. Cuddy starts talking in Spanish. "What does it mean?" House asks. A patient had said what she repeated. "It's about their deathgod, he cursed himself" Great idea for an episode don't you think? I wake up and write down my dreams. I realise this is my second lucid tonight. I can't seem to write properly. I wake up for real. Damn FA's!

08.00: Football
I'm watching some people playing American football. Apparently this is what the guy who killed himself did before he died. I spot the guy, a friend of Henrik. Everyone's got foam on their bodies for some reason. A whistle sounds and people are about to switch sides. I stay on the defending team and try to position the ball over the small plastic holder for punting. I can't get it right and struggle with it for a long time. Some random guy walks up to me and hands me a home-made rocket. "Just connect the wire to that thing" he tells me. I put a small electric wire into a socket and the rocket takes off. It goes straight towards a building and explodes just outside of a window. I spot a small ball of shockwave going towards us, it's like something almost invisible.

09.30: Demoted
I'm with some evil girlfriend. I mean really evil. I've been sick for the past few weeks, and she hasn't let me get on DV! I am finally allowed to though, and I log in. I have been demoted! I check the chatlogs and see that PercyLucid kicked me from the chat because I had somethign called: "Matebot" or something. Weird. I check the "DG Away" thread, and people had asked alot of questions about where I was. I start to write a DJ entry about where I was and why. Stupid evil girlfriend! I wonder why the hell I allow someone so small control me so much.

09.30: Wake up

Amount of sleep: 10 hours

Supplements: None

That's it! I haven't cried like that in all my adult life. Fascinating what the mind can do huh? Oh well, I'm glad I had it, even though it was very emotional at the time, it was only a dream and an amazing experience. Nightmares always are! I refused to let the nightmare be the only thing I had during the night, and even though I usually don't get lucid more than once every weekend, I felt like I deserved to become lucid after what I've gone through.

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

First Dream I'm a character in a book that I've recently re-read; Vivian from Blood and Chocolate. She's a werewolf, or, I am in the dream. I'm with a group of people in some kind of wild refugee, in human form. I cross a small creek where wolves reside on the other side. I am affectionate with them shortly before returning to the side of the creek where the people are. One girl approaches me and spits at my feet, she calls me a dirty dog. Enraged, I push her and call her a piece of meat. I hit her and claw at her until she falls into the creek. My girlskin is shed and I am a werewolf at this point.

Second Dream I am in a lavish vintage manor, it is night, and there are armies of all time periods gathering about. I'm one of them, but I cannot tell who I represent. A general asks for me to be seen by somebody, and it is a very urgent matter. I know who I am about to see, which is Adolf Hitler, and I can feel myself conscious now. I telepathically tell my allies to follow me, so we can kill him. (Valkyrie much? lol)

When we get into the room where I'm supposed to meet him, I find a long table with food covering it completely. Hitler is seated at the end of the table and he laughs at me gently, like he knows me, and tells me to be proper. I only salute him and sit at the opposite end of the table. Two men sit beside me, and we quietly discuss our strategy of taking him out. A butler serves us coffee in pretty china, but the coffee looks like melted chocolate ice-cream. I know it's poisoned, so I silently tell my friends with my thoughts to not drink or eat anything. One of them does not heed my warning and dies from eating and drinking. Nobody seems to notice that he's dead.

When Hitler proposes a toast in my name, I stand to make my move. Suddenly, he isn't in the room anymore. The walls disappear and arrows are flying at us slowly. I slow them down more, almost completely and then I wake.

Thoughts & Stuff For the most part, I'm a very conservative person. So I tend to bottle up the wild side of me, especially my anger. If I can't express it in life, I've noticed that I do express it very often in my dreams. The first dream was not lucid, where the second, was. And if it makes any difference, I will admit that I used to be a very violent-intrigued person, like many other typical Americans lol. But I'm somewhat of a pacifist now, or at least, I aim to be. If you would like to share some insight, feel free.

March 05, 2011
Lucid Dream 189: Baking in the Ninja Wagon
Series: Friends, Episode 4
around 9:30am
DILD

Category - Action/Drugs


I was standing in a long line at the airport and I noticed there was a confrontation going on up ahead. I was already at the back of the line, so I left to go check it out. There was a guy I knew, Richard. He was arguing with two other guys about something. I noticed one of the guys pulled a knife out of his back pocket, so I speared him to the ground and knocked the knife out of his hand. Security guards came over and immediately handcuffed the guy and then they demanded that I be searched. I knew I had weed on me, so I asked them why I was being searched. They told me that no one would have tackled a guy with a knife unless they were on some sort of drugs. I laughed and said, "I'm not afraid of a skinny dude with a switchblade. Hell, I would have tackled him if he had a gun." The security guards looked at each other as if they had discovered the lost city of Atlantis. One of them said, "Yep, he is definitely high a f***ing kite! Take the drug head into custody. We don't even need to search him!" I was cussing the entire time the guard was cuffing me. Once he was done, I looked down and saw that they had only wrapped large bread ties around my wrists. I held them up in front of me and pulled my wrists apart. The bread ties easily came apart. The guards flipped over the table in the room and dove behind it. One shouted through a walkie-talkie, "He just snapped the cuffs in half! He is a crazed freak of nature. Fire at will, fire at will...terrorist! Fire at will!" I stood there stunned and thought, "Am I on Punked? Is this a dream or something?" I instantly became lucid after saying this. I performed a nose pinch just to make sure.

I shouted at the guards in Arabic (not real Arabic, but I pretended like it was, lol). They started yelling, "Shoot him. Shoot the terrorist devil. He's a satanist!" I turned and proceeded to leave the small conference room. I was now out in the main area of the airport and there were people running around everywhere. Every single person was running in the exact same motion. It could have been the weirdest shit I had ever saw. I observed this for a moment, while I performed some stabilization techniques. I then exited the airport and a van pulled up beside me (the tires squealed as the van slid almost sideways and stopped right beside me). The van was black and had a huge red headband tied around the whole van. The sliding glass door slid open automatically and I saw ninja9578 was driving (the same ninja from here on dreamviews). He told me to get in, so I hopped in. There was a female in the passenger seat that resembled Ninja's avatar. She asked me how the dream was going and I told her that it basically had just started.

I was about to light a massive blunt for us when ninja stopped me. He then reached out his hand, so I handed him the blunt. He seemed excited and told me "Wait until you see this." He pushed a button on the dashboard and shelf with a built-in container popped out. He then dropped the blunt into the container, pushed another button, and blue flames started dancing inside the container. He pushed it back into the dashboard and smoke just started pouring out of all the vents. The air tasted like pineapple and there was so much smoke that every inhale was like I took a hit from a blunt. The chick asked some questions about dreams. Me, her and Ninja talked about dreams and dreamviews for a while. I can't remember what all it was about, but Walms name came up at some point in the conversation. Now Walms was in the van too.

I was beside the window on the left and Walms was beside the window on the right (there wasn't a middle seat). I was so high that my body started hovering above the seat. I then began floating around in the van like there was zero gravity. I looked out the front windshield and saw a large brown figure walk out into the road about 100 yards ahead of us. I thought, "Is that....a guy in a bear suite?" As we got closer I noticed it was Smokey the Bear. Ninja out a weird laugh and shouted, "Prevent this.....motha f***aaaaa!" He pushed a button and a huge flame shot out of the front of the van and caught Smokey on fire. Ninja gunned it and plowed into the flaming bear. There was a loud thud and I looked out the back window and saw Smokey flipping through the air with a trail of flames following him.

I now noticed there was a mounted machine gun on below the window that was molded into the van. I asked Ninja about it and he said every Ninja Wagon needs mounted machine guns. Walms had one on his side too. I grabbed hold of it and began shooting street signs, windows, etc. Suddenly we were in a desert and there were terrorist all around us. Me and Walms were shooting the terrorists who were throwing molotov cocktails at the van. Ninja turned on some rap music and started pushing buttons on the dashboard which shot fire and ninja stars out of different parts of the van. I awoke as we were about to enter a desert town.

Series Details
In the dream series, "Friends," I join the DC counterparts of my waking life friends and tackle the dream world. You never know what we will be up to next, but I guarantee it will be one hell of a time. Stay tuned for more entries to the series!

So I'm fighting this guy that apparently I've been set up to fight with or some shit, as some kind of game. Whilst my brother fights some other guy he's suppose to fight. Apparently we were just suppose to FIGHT and not kill each other. whoops.

I kill this dude and my brother's like OH MAN WHAT DID YOU DO WHI DID U DO THAT FFFFFFFFFFFFFF. And then I'm like dude bro chill man dude. bro. and then he's like FFFFFFFFFFFF. and then I was like FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF UR RIGHT I KILLED HIM. And I got overly worried and panicked and was wondering how I'd dispose of the body. Then my neighbor passes by and sees him dead and she cries and shes like AHHHHHHHHH (which is the sound of her screaming).

Then I was like WOAH. THIS CANT BE HAPPENING I MUST BE DREAMING MAN. Then I do my flying reality check and flew away but then I woke up.Fuck.

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

I'm descending slowly through the levels of a house. When I realize what's happening to me and that this is a dream, I decide to stop in the third level down and explore it. I will myself to stop moving downward and to be standing on the floor, and achieve both of those desires. I begin walking through the rooms, concentrating both on the action of walking and on the scenery around me, knowing that my concentrated attention will keep the dream stable. There are some steps down into a large living room. I think, This reminds me of some of my friends' houses. Well, of course it does. That's where my mind must have picked up the images that this dream is made up of.

I turn around to take in more of the room. While I'm doing so, I think, I need a mirror. When I look back at a particular section of wall a second time, a large, tall, rectangular, frameless, wall-mounted mirror has appeared there. [Cool! I guess I'm getting better at controlling the features of the dream environment.] I come up to the mirror and stick my hand into it. My hand goes right into the mirror and is obscured by silver mist, but I feel nothing at all. I still don't particularly want to try to go anywhere else that way, though, so I don't. However, on the floor to my left, I see a large, freestanding flatscreen TV [the same size and model we have in my real house], and decide to try to go through that. As I crouch down in front of it, I think briefly of a couple of specific places from my past that I would like to find on the other side of the screen. I then start going through it. I feel the screen snap when I start pushing through it, and feel the edges of its two halves dragging against my body as I climb into the TV. There's nothing inside but darkness. I ended up just waking up. [I failed to choose a single destination and truly believe that it would be there on the other side of the screen.]

I went back to sleep and had another dream. I'm in a room with a bunch of computers, and someone is directing me to complete a series of questionnaires on one computer, which is on the aisle that goes down the center of the room, between the rows of tables. One of the questionnaires involves looking at frames from an animated TV show and identifying what show they're from. I recognize them as being from the Garfield and Friends TV show.

From there, the dream shifts, putting me in that episode of that TV show. I'm standing right behind the protagonist, watching him/her [not sure] have a conversation with another character just outside the gate to a town. The setting appears to be a medieval fantasy story. I recognize that I'm dreaming. The conversation is finished, and the second character admits the protagonist and me through the gate. As I pass the gatekeeper character, I say to him, “It's good to see you again.” I start walking along through the open space in the center of the town, again concentrating on walking and on the scenery around me. As I walk, I cover my mouth with both hands and whisper into them, “I was actually talking to the town.” I can actually feel the warmth and moisture of my breath on my hands, which impress me with their realism.

I pass by a shop building with off-white walls and a window, and go, “Oh, yeah.” I remember that I still want to try to walk through a wall. I turn to my right, walk right up to that wall and keep on walking. I can only get a little way into it. It feels like walking into a flexible, but thick, strong, and semi-solid piece of rubber. [That's the last I remember.]

Dream Lucid Partially lucid

March 4, 2011: I had a sort of successful WILD, but the lucid dreams were unstable. I entered a dream and ended up on the floor with N. We made out some and maybe had sex.
I woke up and entered another lucid dream. I was in church and I had sex with several people there.
I tried to go back to "Sahn" (a place I visited in a previous dream) by going out the back door. Outside, I called out for Sheila. I remembered to try using emotion to summon her, so I fell to the ground and pretended to cry. I rolled over onto my back and felt the dream start to fade. I yelled "Don't wake up!" but it was too late and I woke up.

If any one has seen the new predator movie, don't read the first part. Anyway, here is my secound entry and i'm proud to say i'm good at useing dream powers. Now all I have to work on is controling the dream it's self.

This dream kept on reacurring three times before I got it right. I was falling out of the sky. I always have a diffrent body, but I was a girl(Again) with long burnett hair and glasses. My eyes stayed open, catching in the scenere. I was darting out of sky to a ocean and a tall cliff was near by. The wind pushed past me, the scenere not changing or moveing. This was my third time doing this!
A back pack was attacthed to me, to get a better look I went into third person point of view. It was the parechute from the predator movie."This is the third time and I don't whant to die." A voice said to me.
I looked over to see a white dog talking to me. Looking down, I saw the cliff and the ocean coming closer. In panick I push the red button on my chest.
Instead of a pareichute, a circular yellow life raft shot out of the button."How is this supposed to help!" I yelled.
Out of nowhere, I start to make a u-turn back up to the sky. The life raft was gone and also the dog. It felt strange to fly, the whole intire thing felt like a movie.
Three girls apered by my side, they were flying right beside my. We past over the cliff flying into to the sunset. It was like a crappy ending to any movie, but the sun got brighter untill I couldn't see
I was now exiting a bathroom. Looking around, I saw it was a mexican reastruant.
I slowly walk to this cashire, she was a elderly women. Near her was this young man, I assumed he was a waiter because he was wearing a clack suit with a red tie.
At the register their was a old pay phone.(I was still in a girl form, but with a diffrent look. I was seventeen with short brown hair and tan skin) I checked my cloths for any money, figureing out that I was wearing a red dress. Dress plus no pockets equals no money.
"If you want to use the phone my dear," She said to me."You got to work for it."
I thought that was a wired idea. It was my dream! In anger I walked out side to see that I was in a city. I didn't want to waste LD time and thought calling a dc to pick me up was a good idea. I wen't back in,"Fine." I said in defeat.
the room was almost in darkness, if it wasn't for some candels. Looking across the room I see a couple waiting for their food. I walk to the registure.
The Cashire turns to the male waiter. She winked and he came over to her with a empty tray. She noded her head and he looked at me. He had black spiky hair and white pale skin. His face grew in worry, but gave the cashire the tray.
Without saying a word he grabed his hat and jacket from a nearby coat rack. He exited the door, his shift was over.
As the door swung open I saw that it was dark outside. I needed to call someone to pick me up. I turn back to the cashiere, next to her was a tray of food.
I grabed it and wen't to the couple. I gave them their food and they said,"Thank you."
They started to eat forgetting about me. I turn around to see darkness, my eyes were shut.
They flickered open and I saw my room. I was now awake.
That was really wired. I will never foreget this dream event. I flew and made some DC friends. It was strange, the waiter seemed so familiar. I will look for him and dream signs tonight if I become lucid.

05.03.2011

Pink 3 feet squash bananas (MILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

As promised yesterday... here is my ToTM... most boring task ever assigned!!!!
I MILDed focusing to start on the moon. I was able to keep the moon in my head the last second before falling asleep.


I was at the moon and I was enjoying a beautiful path made out of grass. I realized that it made no sense growing grass on the moon. In addition, I was breathing.

I remembered the ToTM and I wanted to do it quick so I could Astral Project. I decided to fly in order to find the dark face of the moon. I flew over a few iron buildings (probably Nomad's Danger Room) and then I got to the dark face of the moon.

I put my hand in my pocket, visualizing I would pull a seed for the dream fruit tree. I pulled a weird seed from my pocket. It felt like metal, but I decided to plant it, visualizing it would grow a dream fruit tree. After a few seconds, a tree grew, it looked similar to this (without the Yoshies):







However, it was all pink and it only had bananas. The Bananas were thicker than usual (like large squashes) and very long (about 3 feet long) In addition, these bananas were all pink. In fact, the entire tree was pink.

I realized I found that stupid dream fruit plant. I remember I had to try one for the basic, so I did. I pulled one of those huge pink bananas. It was hard to pull, but I did. I did not peel it, I just took a bite. It tasted like Nesquick. Inside the banana, I could see "Nesquick dust" but it was pink and yellow. I ate the fruit and completed the basic task as well.

I decided to try to project from my dream, so I closed my eyes demaning to be in my astral body.

I fell in a non lucid dream where I was in a home that everything was pink. I had a serving of carbonara pasta, but it was all pink, including the parmesan cheese. I woke up.

I have been very busy for the past week with exams to study for, and rather stressed. As a result, I have not been keeping up with my dream journal and my recall is getting a little out of shape. Last night I was a little on edge, so I took 800mg valerian. I slept briefly from 12:30am to about 3:00, and then had difficulty getting back to sleep. I took approximately 1/4mg of melatonin at this point. I then briefly attempted a MILD, but my mind was so restless it was difficult to keep any mantra or visualization. Nonetheless, I appear to have been successful in something

Beat Up

... I am part of a much larger adventure. We are in school or a library or something, possibly in Japan. It might even be a hotel. There is a large swimming pool in one room, and we are chasing after some villain. I apprehend this guy in the pool room, which is also some kind of laboratory. Cornered, he turns on me.

The guy is Japanese, and much larger than I am. I am no match for him, and we circle around a set of shelves containing chemical equipment and some glassware. I think to myself "this is a very odd situation. Not only that, I'm in a school, near a swimming pool, and there are lots of other things that are dreamsigns. I don't ordinarily fight Japanese guys in real life. I'll bet I'm dreaming."Sure enough, I soon realize, I am!

My Japanese opponent takes advantage of my temporary disorientation upon realizing that I am dreaming. As I stand there laughing to myself and patting myself on the back, he jumps around to my side of the shelves and closes in. "Ha ha!" I laugh, "You do realize this is a dream, don't you? You're no match for me!"

He continues to come towards me. I decide I had better stabilize the dream, so I try a dream posession technique like the one I had great success with in a lucid dream last week. I decide to try to posess my opponent, but he won't stand still. I can see that he won't cooperate for me, and I remember that part of the success last time came from the fact that I posessed my dream self, Monk. I summon Monk.

"Monk," I order, "Appear right here." I indicate to the spot next to me. I look, and there he is, waiting. I step sideways until I should be standing in the same spot as him, and blink a few times until I am seeing with his eyes. I am starting to get this posession technique down, but it was not easy to complete last night because the Japanese fellow was still attacking me.

"Wait a minute!" I say, not quite understanding why he is still playing his part. "Let me stabilize this dream." He doesn't wait, but takes a swing at me. I glance around quickly, trying to notice details and activate my senses. I am partially successfull in this, though it is not easy to do a proper job of it with a huge thug trying to pulverize my skull.

"OK," I say, visiously turning on my assailant, "If that's the way you want it, fine! You're no match for me, this is my dream. I'm lucid, you know."

The Japanese thug just sneers at me, and swings at me again. "Watch this," I say. I visualize a force of energy coming out of my finger, and into the stomach of my attacker. Not much happens, so I thrust at him, feeling the energy as I do so. He looks down at his stomach, as though I had just poked him. Then he laughs.

"You really thought that that would work?" he roars, "Well watch this!" He punches me in the stomach and I double over. Then he grabs me by the shoulders, and throws me into the wall. My breath is knocked out of me. This is not going at all well. Pinning me against the wall by the shoulders, he peers into my face (all this time smiling in a self-satisfied way as though he knows DC's aren't supposed to do this). "What about this?" he says, punching me in the face. "How is the dream going now?" Then he slaps my face a couple of times, pulls back his fist, and delivers a punch directly between the eyes that wakes me up.

At the Lake

My famliy and I are at a lake. It is on that I used to dream of more frequently, but have not for a while. We wade a little bit at a beach, and come across some large rocks in the water. My Dad starts climbing around on them, jumping from one to another. There is one jump he is hesitant to make, but when I get out onto the rocks I attempt the jump. It isn't like you fall very far if you miss, the rocks are only a few inches out of the water. I miss one jump, and splash into the water. My parents chuckle, and that's all that happens. Pretty anticlimactic for a dream after taking valerian.

There be Giants

We are in a place with many tunnels. I'm not entirely sure who we are, but I think is it something like the crew of the starship Enterprise. But I'm also at my grandparents' house. Anyway, it is more like a huge sewer system. Many adventures take place that are a little fuzzy when I try to recall them, but they invlolve some mythtical creatures and some robots. A robot crawls inside of the Moon, which somehow causes time to stand still. This does something with a giant.

We now have to defeat this giant. The location is like a shopping mall now. An element of romance has been added, as I am trying to win a girl I believe. There are other people around. I can't remember what they are supposed to be doing. Anway, we can hear the footsteps of the giant down one of the tunnels. They get closer and closer, and we realize we had better seek cover. I try to run up a narrow set of stairs, but the giant follows. There is a scene where two of us and the giant are running around and around the stairs, jumping down to a lower part of the stairwell and running back up again. Then I run into a department store and hide among the shelves.

The giant is captured, and some of our group sets to work on performing a labotomy or something. They open it's skull, and pour in some liquid. A few minutes later, the giant wakes up. I am afraid that he might turn on us again, so I stay in hiding (for some reason, I was a big coward in this dream). Soon the giant approaches the place where I am hiding. Some of my companions come running in to tell me that everything is OK, and the giant is harmless now.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Good morning! Had a bunch of weird dreams last night. Most of them were kinda dark.

23.00: Sleep

05.10: WBTB 10 minutes

07.30: Paint store
I'm in a paint store, and I'm trying to return some paint I bought earlier, I'm looking for some "Warhammer 40k" paint. "Oh but we have those" the woman tells me. She brings out a set of paint jars. "It's 179 kr though, so it's more expensive" she tells me. I don't care, I want it still. I buy the thing and get out of there. Suddenly I realise I want to return some candy I got from there. A small bag of nut cream, which was spoiled. I show it to them and spit it out in the trash. They all apologise and hand me a whole bunch of new bags. I get out of the store. A whole crowd of elderly women have gathered and are doing some kind of march to lose some weight. I show them the bags.

07.30: Noise upstairs MILD
I'm sitting at a table with my friend G. We're at his house and we're all alone. Suddenly I can hear a soft thud coming from upstairs. I look up at the ceiling and a second thud sounds. I look at G. "Omg, someone's upstairs" I say. We freak out a little bit. A third and much louder thud sounds and we get up. "Grab some knives!" I tell him and run into the kitchen. I grab three long chef's knives and hand G two of them. I take a smaller one with one of the big ones.

My blood is pumping from excitement and fear. We start walking up the stairs and I can hear a blowing sound. At the top I spot a hole in the roof, and the wind is blowing in at incredible force. I pick up the board that has blown off and try to shut the hole tight. It's very hard work, and the wind is screaming in my ears. "Nail it shut!" I yell at G who takes a tiny nailgun and starts shooting nails into it. They're too small though, and the board keeps flying away. After a while there's nothing left to fasten it in, so we give up and start to laugh.

Dream skip. I'm outside of the house. There's a container with a shower in it and I'm showering away. I sing some random song while doing it. I realise I don't have any shampoo. I get out of it and cross the muddy yard, butt naked. Henrik (who apparently lived there now) shows up. "Hey dude" I tell him and grab my shampoo. I walk towards the container again, it seems to be raining but it's just water from the shower.

I realise I'm dreaming. I look down at my hand and I count six fingers. It looks almost just like it should, but I'm sure I'm dreaming after memory checking. "Hey Henrik! Come on, this dream will probably end soon" I shout. "What dream?" he asks me. "This dream, we're dreaming" I say and decide to give up trying to convince him, stupid DC. I start walking away. "Oh yeah I know, wait up" he tells me. Suddenly my vision starts to narrow down. I can only see the ground and my own feet. I try to remain in the dream by focusing on my senses. I imagine standing on a snowboard and that I'm going down a hill on snow. It works! My vision snaps back up in place and I see a bright light. It's just the wall in my room.

11.00: Assgrab
I'm at G's house once again. I'm there with my friend Eric's old girlfriend, Connie. I don't know why, but she positions herself ontop of me. I start grabbing her ass. I feel it for a minute or so, then she gets off. Monica comes back from the store and puts a bag of candy on the table. "I bought it from the lady in the red dress. She said "Bonjour" when I entered" she tells me and giggles. Eric shows up and I show him a math problem on my computer.

11.00: Fragments
*I'm running across country with my brother Morgan. I think we're playing wow.

*I spot Monica's sister in a crowd.

*Something about two very rich old men.

Amount of sleep: 11½ hours

Supplements: None

That's it! I want my super good recall back... I miss having 10 dreams a night. Oh well, it'll come!

Keep on dreaming, HARE BRA!

Ok I just typed up like half my dream but it's gone so I'm cutting out the non-lucid beginning because nothing much happens anyway.

Awake Non-Lucid Semi-Lucid Lucid

I glance around my room. Now that I think about it... Everything here seems odd. Not normal at all.. Could I be dreaming?

I RC and find that I am. As always, I do a few more to be certain. I run out to the front of my house.

I'm a little stunned at what I see. My neighborhood estate is gone, and in it's place it a sprawling city, like the ones in fantasy books. The buildings are in shades of cream and orange, and their structures are narrow and tall. They reach multiple levels, and arched bridges link them to one another. In the middle is the tallest -and narrowist- of the buildings. It's like the one in Oblivion's Imperial City, exept the other buildings are taller and not all the same height.



In fact... I've been here before! I remember it now. It was in another dream, although I stuck to jumping around the lower levels instead of going to the main Spire. That's what this city is called, the City of Spires. I look at the main Spire... Is there something up there!

But then I remember Asher. I'm starting to doubt him now. Is he just a piece of my imagination, something I unconsciously conjured up, or is he really my DG and therefore part of my dreams? I shout his name, looking around.

Nothing. I jump, flying towards the top of a building to get a better view. I can't see him anywhere. The top spire maybe? Then I remember something else. This city changes too. I've also seen the buildings black, and the sky red. The buildings were more like spikes jutting from the ground, and the world was flat. You could literally fall off the end.

But no time to think about that now, I have a certain boy to find. I fly up to the top of the main spire. There's a person there, in a heavy metal armour. I'm about to ask him if he knows who/where Asher is, when he morphs into a mirror. For a second I'm afraid, I don't like mirrors in dreams. But all it shows is my reflection. My hair is shorter, but that's it.

I step into the mirror. It takes me to a low-lit corridor. At the end of the corridor I can see someone. A figure with dark hair, tall, wearing black. Asher? I run forwards, reaching the end of the corridor at an impossible speed. But the figure is gone. I can feel myself frowning unhappily.

Some people walk up to me. There's three female teens, and two males. There's also a man and a woman, who I assume is their parents.

The mother gives me a kind smile. "Looking for someone dear?" She asks. The teenagers wander off down the corridor.

"Yes. Do you know who Asher is and where I can find him?" I ask hopefully. Maybe they know him. Wait what? That's a stupid thing to think. They're just DC's.

But they don't feel like DC's. They seem different. Real somehow.

The woman nods. "Yes, I know Asher. Tell me dear, do you belong in the Dreamworld or the Wakingworld?" She waits patiently as my thoughts go a little crazy. This is just a dream. This is just a dream. This is just a dream. So why do I feel like she's alive?

"What?" She's confused me. She takes my arm, and leads me down to the corridor, into a cozy looking living room. The teenagers are lounging around on various sofas, eating and talking quietly.

The woman looks right into my eyes. "Do you live in the Dreamworld, like us," She gestures around her. "Or the Wakingworld."

"...The... Wakingworld?" I say. Well, I am currently in my bed sleeping. God this dream is so weird.

"You look confused dear, there is something that you do not understand."

I nod. "You're just so.... I dunno... You're not like normal DCs." I look around at the teenagers. They watch me, but act so normal, saying nothing.

The woman sits down across from me, giving me a warm smile. "How do you know Asher?"

I explain that he comes into my dreams sometimes, usually when I'm in trouble. I also explain how I'm not sure if he's there just because I expect him to be now. I don't know why I'm telling this to a DC, a roomful of them, but I've heard of people interviewing DC's.

"Yes..." She says, settling back. Her face grows dreamy, like she's remembering something from long ago. "I knew someone like that once. He was from the Wakingworld, and would visit me occasionally." I grow even more stunned. Maybe she's talking about a lucid dreamer. "But... When I turned seventeen, he stopped visiting me." She frowns sadly "I don't know why."

"Oh..." I don't really know what to make of this. But I do feel sympathetic.

"Maybe you have limited time with Asher too."

36 hours pops into my head. No. Just because that happened to her doesn't mean that happened to me.

I notice one of the girls staring at me. She's blonde, I recognise her. The mother gets up and goes through to a kitchen. Wait a minute...

It's Katie. Someone else I see in my dreams. She tries to hurt me, sabotage me. She gives me a cold look. If Katie is that womans daughter, isn't Katie Asher's sister? I look around at the others. Is this his family?

This dream is making me question DCs. I repeat to myself several times in my head what's happened so I can recall it later. I glare at Katie.My lucidity fades a bit. The woman comes in and hands me a plate of sausages. I whisper to her that Katie is evil. The woman's face displays nothing, but I know that she's thinking about it. I take a bite of sausage, looking around at the rest of the family. The two boys look like the youngest, and twins. Another of the girls are blonde, but she looks like the oldest. The other girl has long black hair, and introduces herself to me as Paula.

I lose the rest of my lucidity, and we sit around a table. Everyone has sheets of paper, and seem to be working on something. I look down at my own sheet, and find it's got numbers and writing halfway down it. The others seem as though they've been trained to do whatever it is we're doing. The father mentions an ancient system.

Let's just say that this dream confused the hell out of me. The DC's weren't stupid, they felt very, very real and intelligent. They seemed as though they knew exactly what was going on.