lucid

I've been astonished about Yoshi's wild tecnique working out the first time I tried.

I went to sleep at 2 and a half a.m. I relaxed my self and I applied the first phases of Yoshi's WILD. .
After the reverse blinking I felt so relaxed that I was not able to open again my eyes. So I just let my thoughts free withouth focusing on any. After 10-15 minutes I turned on my side.
I waited for HI but after half an hour nothing happened. It's only after one hour that I felt really scared. I was supine, completely relaxed and I heard whispers, and a female voice I could not understand. At the beginning I felt happy. I told to myself: "Finally HI is coming". Suddenly I felt a hand pressing on my face like a claw. In spite of the great fright I maintained my concentration, I remained still and I thought it was just an hallucination.
Then I began to see the first images passing behind my eyelids. I left them pass trough until I had a stable one: a bunny with an aggressive look becoming bigger and bigger. That was the stable image that made begin the lucid dream.
To confirm I really was in LD i did a RC: I stretch out my arm and i saw it extending. I really was in a LD.
I was inside the building of a hotel with different floors opening on a central hall. I'm running away from a hostile presence who is following me.
At this point the first LD ended.

I relaxed again. I left the HI flow again and I DEILD to the following dream:

The hostile presence remained but the setting changed: I was inside my attic. The ceiling was very low, I was knelt and in front of me there was a concrete wall. It was very difficult to flee away. I thought that I was in a dream and that everything was possible. So i put my hand through the wall and I saw it sinking into it with the sensation of a thick rubber. The arm followed the hand, then the shoulder and finally all the body passed to the other side. I felt a deep sensation of pleasure, like a little pleasant rebirth.

Again the dream ended. Then I relaxed and DEILDED again to the third dream.

I found myself again in the hotel. I looked out the first floor fence into the central hall. I leant against the fence and again I realized I could not flee away. So I tried my first attempt to fly.
I've just thought to fly and my body started hovering in the air. The higher I was stretching my arm the faster I was hovering up. I flew until the ceiling, then i clenched my fist and I left it passing trough the ceiling. Very slowly all my body followed the way my fist opened up.
To resurface on the upper floor was slow and inside the concrete the sight obscured. After re-emerging, the light turned on very slowly, like a an halogen lamp switched on in slow motion.
Reality fatigued to build itself again.

The dream continued but I could not remember the following.

My first lucid since learning about it. Extremely facinating! I just walked around when I realised I was dreaming. From the kitchen to the living room. I touched things and in the livingroom, I rubbed my hands and spun halfways. Then I don't really remember much more. It was really cool anyways

Had a brilliant night of dream recall last night with 3 full dreams remembered in lots of detail. I also very briefly experienced lucidity at the end of the night. I think my new paper dream journal deserves thanks as it takes much less time to scribble down dreams in this and I found this also meant I could write down more. Also I felt fully rested at 9am today but decided to keep sleeping until 11 so sort of had a lie in.

Dream
Lucid Dream

I am at a train station and sitting there once again is the metal train which I wrote about last night. This is the third time it has appeared in my dreams. It turns out that this train is actually the location for my seminar today, therefore all of my classmates are there too. It seems this train is late to leave so I go and check the screens to see when it should have left. It reads 6:12, which coincidentally is the time that my late train should have left yesterday. B_ turns up to lead our seminar, apologising for being late and asking if the new seminar time is okay for everyone. The mature student in our group mentions that fifth period makes his day quite full and would much rather have it in fourth period. This makes no difference to the majority of us but he points out on his timetable that he normally has "Framework Forum" at fourth period. This doesn't make sense as the two should therefore clash. Dream end.


I'm in somebody's living room, it is night time and on a table at the head of the room is a small plastic box. There is a bald man present who I don't remember directly speaking, despite the fact I know he informs us about the situation. The box is a radioactive bomb which needs defusing. We use a geiger counter to check it in comparison to the room and find that it is indeed radioactive. I remember feeling surprise that there is no background radiation in the room but I fail to reality check. I volunteer to open the box and try to defuse it. Once it is open I feel rushed so immediately use scissors to cut all four of the red wires in the box. This works, and so I cut the black wires just in case. There is a woman in the room who I think is a mother, she seems relieved and thankful and hands me back the geieger counter. We notice however that the plastic box has an almost invisible lead lining that would have rendered it safe anyway. When I up the geiger counter it now seems to work like thermal vision, with most things blue but radioactive spots showing up in green, red and then yellow at its worst. I look at my hands and see they're yellow, red around the wrist. Shaking them seems to have some sort of an effect and the colours calm down a little bit. I then start looking around my body and see that a patch of dry skin I have is actually radiation. As I continue exploring I am somehow thrown into my bed and find that my bedsheets are also radioactive. Dream end.

T_, B_ and K_ are all going shopping and they come to my door seeing if I would like to come. Myself and J_ decide to pass and stay behind. However soon after leaving I get a text from an old school friend Ju_. He says that there is a market in town and also a "Penguin Show" at the local theatre. Me and J_ are in the kitchen looking through the cupboards, which are nowmade of mahogany. We point out the strange items and suddenly it occurs to me that these items are available to buy. There are a variety of strange glass water bottles and containers which are verging on being bongs. I decide that all of these items are useless, close the cupboards and turn around. I am at the back of a stage but take this in my stride. As I walk towards the front, a comedian is telling a joke to a child. The child finds it hilarious.

"Wow, don't wet yourself kid."

The comedian says. I stand at about 5 o'clock relative to them and laugh too before walking off the stage. As I walk past the front row I see a faceless female that I know, she tries to stop me as I walk past.

"No, I'm going to wet myself too at this rate! Give me a second."

I joke, and head to the toilet. I find the toilets out the back of the room and have to walk past a large, blonde girl to get it. Once in I rush to the cubicle as I think I see my Aunt standing at the urinal (!?) and I lock myself in. I look underneath and recognise the shoes as hers, somebody else walks in and I try to stay quiet so she won't notice me. It somehow dawns on me that I'm dreaming, I don't know why. I lean forward and the dream quickly starts to destabilise. I am impressed at the detail that the room takes on and quickly rub my hands together. This sounds and feels so realistic but it's not enough and I fall out of the dream.

I'm completely gutted that I couldn't keep the lucid going for longer. However I'm so happy that my dream recall was so good. I'm going to keep a paper journal next to my bed for notes more often.

Took a nap because I was up at 5am (had to be up at 7, but just couldn't get back to sleep)

I'm going to break this up into respective paragraphs, but it was all one dream, and pretty fun to watch. This is marked as a lucid, but I'd call it semi lucid as I had a slight feeling of being lucid, but had no control. Because of that "feeling" I'll call it a lucid

LD. 2/26. Nap. 4. 645. In this wooden house, but one of those odd post modern kind of ones that has odd shapes and such. Very dark. Kyle and I are on an elevator, has a shape like the cars on the London Eye (whole house has this similar shape as well). Become semi lucid. Sort of knew I was dreaming, as the scene looked familiar (from another dream?) but had no control. Elevator stops at our floor. Pick up Kyle by his pants and slowly lift him. Kind of a toss? Put him in the air coz I knew he’d stay there. Lose lucidity. We make some food. I make cereal, Frosted Flakes. I put a seasoning sauce on it similar to what sloppy joes use. Then Theresa is there, Kyle gone, so Xxxx’s house. Play with Missy a bit and Cindy and Jim come home. It’s still dark. Jim looks at my cereal which has turned into a meaty stew, or something, and the sauce is now ketchup, can’t really tell in the dark, and I look at the packet

Then Jim and Cindy are slender guys dressed in old west clothes. Plotting something. Then we catch a train that’s just pulling out of its garage, becomes bright and sunny. I jump on and point my finger like a gun and tell the guy to hand over the train. They don’t, but don’t put up any fight. Somehow get into the driver seat (has a seat) and the roof of the train is gone. The train is steered by an odd system. Rings stacked large to small from bottom to top, and have a small plate to grab on the left side of the ring to use the ring. The top 2 rings steer depending on the direction turned. Top ring anti-clockwise was backward and to the left, turn CW was backward to the right. Second ring was the opposite, forward, but can’t remember the exact directions. Anyway, use the largest ring on bottom at first, but was so big, you had to move your head to turn it all the way. Backing up the train to a platform. Some older lady talking (wasn’t present, just her voice) about her husband who owned the train. Backed the train to a platform and lady’s husband was there. His head was on the steering console I was using or something. He made some funny joke about his wife. Backing the train from the platform, guy was now on the platform, and train derailed, so tried to get it back on the tracks (just went off, no movement)

Then everything is in a room. A monkey makes art with this stamper sort of thing, like a Bingo blotter/ marker, but there’s an entire design in it. Design is a lady with a monkey and a few balloons. The pattern is almost like the pattern was printed out because of its consistency and the monkey is just revealing the design, like those hot/ cold water toys that change color. The monkey is hanging onto the lady’s boob. For some reason I inspect the picture, come to no conclusion, and keep watching the monkey stamp

I was in a small room, and my senses felt pretty numb. I decided to do a reality check, beginning with the plugging nose RC. I tried it several times, and each time I could barely breath so I wasn't sure if I was just messing up on plugging my nose or if it was a dream. I tried putting my finger through my hand for the first time ever, and it worked! When I became lucid the dream began to feel really unstable, so I took in a deep breath and sat down on the ground for a minute stimulating and concentrating on my senses. The dream stabilized and became very vivid. I left the small room to find myself in a city during the night. There were such beautiful clouds hovering in wisps that were almost grabbing the sky scrapers, and on the other side was clear sky with some of the brightest stars I have ever seen. I was just enjoying the view for a while, in awe that my mind could create such a landscape. I decided to try and test my lucid powers, and I began using telekinesis on random objects. I threw some boxes at people that were walking by, and all of a sudden every DC was in retaliation. With one arm I would use telekinesis to lift them, and the other to blast them hundreds of feet in the air. I got tired of fighting people so I thought up something a little bit scarier, and it was almost the end of the dream. When I walked around a corner a huge beast that looked like it was already dead was after me. I barely overpowered it with my telekinesis, but the way that that thing looked left an impression with me. Scary! I became interested in the sky again, and tried flying up, but I was feeling fatigued already from the battles I had before so I took a different approach. I started thinking about airplanes, and when I turned around, low and behold, I was on a vaulted runway with a jet at the beginning of it. I hopped into the plane, and the controls were very simple. I had two foot controls a joystick and throttle. I turned on the engines, and put the throttle all the way up. The take off was much slower than I was expecting, but with time I gained a lot more speed. Suddenly I heard a voice say, "Do you plan on milking it the whole time?" It turned out to be another pilot sitting to my right that was not there when I entered the plane. In fact, when I first got into the plane there was only one seat! His term "milking it" meant keeping the throttle at full, at least that's what my understanding at the time was. I got lost in the dream and forgot to fly to space AGAIN, and instead flew around the city firing the guns the plane had. I ran out of fuel, and had a very unrealistic fall back to earth's surface. When I got out of the plane, everything looked like the landscape from the movie Tron. The dream faded.

So i was reading on the forms and got bored and decided to take a WILD nap. I was laying very still and it took about 12 minutes before the dreams started kicking in.

lucid

semi-lucid

out of body experience.

When the dreams started kicking in when I was hearing my family around me, I just ignored it and remained still.

I was sitting at my computer still playing the games as I usually do when i am awake. My computer is only a few feet from my bed, playing another Dragon ball z game in 2d kind of not surprised. 3D actual dragon ball z characters started to appear. The first to come was Omega Sheoneron from the GT series was in the sky and then it popped into my head.

The moment when i became fully lucid I smashed my self from the air into the ground creating a giant crater. I felt my real my shaking and starting to vibrate and I could feel I was in SP. I knew I was going to get into a big dream if this kept up, but since I was napping and didn't want to miss dinner I slowly woke myself up. Then something strange happened.

I noticed I woke up but I was floating in front of my computer and half my body was in my chair and ground and I was looking at my painting above my computer when i tried to snap out of it.

Then I woke up.

I was on my mattress on the floor my friend was staying over so she was next to me. All of a sudden I had the heaviness, with the wave and vibrations.
I could hear some talking and I could also feel like someone was touching or massaging my hip I could also move around my body as if I was floating.
So I rolled out of my body and moved the covers off of me for some reason. So once out I looked over to see if I could see my physical body and I could
so I touched it.

Then I looked over at my friend and she was also there so to try and pull her out. I put my hands under her and tried to lift her out but she jumped as if
she was scared. So I moved on to the other room and decided to fly it wasn't to bad I'm getting better though. Anyways I put my hand up and flew
and put it through the ceiling. I went back down and was trying to summon someone by expecting them to be there and calling out their name.

But it didn't work so I went outside it was dark I saw a woman running so I ran to catch up to her I forgot what she looked like. I also saw alot of
animals that looked rideable there were cows, horses, donkeys and really big chickens. On my way back home I came upon this weird creature
he was talking and it was like he was a radio broadcaster.

Out in my backyard I wanted to go to the moon so I closed my eyes and visualised the moon but I woke up.

I made a couple attempts through the morning but finally started to transition into the dream at around 6:00 a.m. around that time.
the imagery started off as some old time looking jail guys in striped clothes and I remember seeing a pick-up truck, I started to get too focused but I maintained and started to go into the dream, I remember not wanting to go into that dream scene so I guess my expectation changed the scene, I was now watching a little screen kind of like an ipod touch. It all of a sudden got vivid and the screen said something like press start. I felt like (telepathicly) something said you may now leave your body if you want, I got up and it was a little hard because I guess I was not used to my dream body but I managed to get up and walk to the porch. the room that I was in was lite by a little light (I guess a night light) the room was not my room that I was in so I knew it was a dream automaticly, I think there was three beds, my bed was in the middle like in waking life but in a total different place and arrangment. I went to the porch and was behind dark curtains, before I went out I wanted to make sure I was going to be in a nice environment, something with hills that was beautiful, I closed my eyes and expected it. I opned it to a beach, the sound of the shore and all, I wanted to really make sure I was dreaming so I held on to the outside porch wall to see if I was lite, I lifted of and I held myself in the air no problem, stepped back on the porch and jumped off from a two story height. I wanted to just double check to see if I was dreaming so I jumped off the ground to see if I would float back down. it was successful. next to the house I was in, there was a house just like the one I was in. I decided to fly and check things out, there was this red, video game looking ocean on the ground that I was flying over, and as I looked foward there was an end to the environment like a video game, to my right there was a flickering type moon and I decied to land there and before the dream ended I wanted to see what it was like to see girls in the dream so I decied to close my eyes and expect a strip club. as I closed my eyes the dream ended.

So I did have a couple of dreams last night, and most of them I knew I was dreaming.One of them I actually manipulated a little. That's one of the first times I have ever done that as far as I can remember. I tried doing it more, but wasn't quite as successful.

Anyhow the dream pieces go like this:

In the first part I was in a store, setting up the back. There was another person with me who I was sort of competing with, seeing who could get the most done without going into our designated spaces, and I was winning. I paused and thought, I think I'm dreaming. I opened up a small notebook that had a title and no words. As I put it down I noticed some writing appear on the paper. I heard a dog barking, and I was getting close to the other person when the owner came over and told us all to return to the front to discuss our service skills. First she asked us to bring out or resume's, and then she asked us various questions about the job. She asked the first person, and after talking about the bikes the person left. Then she went to me and told me that this was a tag she found on the floor. I think it was a dog tag that had to do with the FBI. I took it and looked outside to see someone I know with his arm around this girl. I nearly dropped the tag, but went back to the floor and got a tag. Then I went back to the desk and the owner was talking to someone about my resume. She asked her questions and the girl was really confidant and professional. She went by Katherine. Then the woman went to me and started asking me questions, saying that we all shared the resume. I answered a little, but before I could complete the interview we heard a loud noise come from outside a round door/wall. We ran to it, and opened the door up to a black platform high above the ground.

The white scenery changed to a scene with European cottages, crowds, cowboy hats and fireworks. Apparently, we were in old town, but it was no part of Old Town that I had ever seen. I had walked down a little ways when I heard a guy I knew calling for me. "There you are," he said and he put his arms around me before giving me a kiss. I remember thinking I wish this wasn't just a dream, and we walked towards the stage where tons of people were at. When we got there he got up and reached his hand out to me. I smiled and took it but just as we clasped hands, the dream went black. There were no sounds or anything, but I could still feel his fingers on my skin. I thought again, why does this have to be a dream? I had a false awakening.

I saw a shadow of the man i had been with slip away, and in his place two huge wooden peg legs tromping about. I was kind of weirded out and I told myself that this was my dream. I attempted to make some changes. I told the peg legs to get smaller and they did, then I said to lose the blue outside. The outside started to peel and I looked at the small wooden pieces curiously. What am I supposed to do with these I told myself, and said I want them to disappear. The wooden pegs did. I tried to summon the guy back, but I had no success, and tried to summon back the stage again, but still had no success. Finally I just wished someone would show up and I heard some talking out side the room. I closed my eyes and got up, wrapping a thin black robe around me as I did. I opened the door to see two men in cowboy hats looking at me curiously.

"Hey little lady," they said, "what you doing up so late?" I shrugged and found myself inside a different place. I looked out the window and saw the men talking. And one of them was like, "I don't know what to do about that kid, since he found out about his old man all he's been doing is drinking, drinking, and more drinking."

The other guy said "He's been at the scoreboard non-stop for the past five days, if he's there much longer he might become part of the permanent decor."

I pulled my jacket tighter across my chest and sunk down to the floor and knowing what kind of person he was, thought "Don't you dare drink yourself into oblivion." The scene faded.

I was sleeping on a bed, when I heard some voices. I woke up and was startled to see myself on top of a brown motor home/RV. I didn't know how I had gotten there and when I looked around I saw myself on a paved road with small houses and trees all around. I wondered why I was on top of an RV instead of inside. A black SUV stopped next to me, and four friends stepped out. I was embarrassed to be on top of and RV and wondered if they knew what was going on. I stepped down the ladder and one of the people I knew asked me about a drink. We got into the black SUV.

I was back at the building from the first dream, talking to some of the people I worked with. One of them went out a door that led to a bar. Someone else mentioned going out to drink, and asked where to go. A girl mentioned Jules and I knew it was the bar that was next door. After clocking out from the position I went through the door that led to the bar. It was kind of old school with various people from all different backgrounds, rough wooden pieces for walls and decor that went from shiny red and green lights, to old school guns and machete's, lasso's and animal heads. There was even a thorny crown made of bone like material. The counter top was oak, and the other parts a cherry wood like color. The stools were wooden with black cushioned tops. After having a glowing green drink, I looked out the window to see scoreboard a couple blocks away. A girl I knew named LM walked up to me and asked me how I was doing. A couple other people I knew from high school also joined, including a guy with Bieber like dark hair, a girl with chin length magenta colored hair, and another guy with spiky black hair. I talked with them a little and then went outside where LM joined me.

"Hey," I said, "Can I tell you something?" and LM took a tequila shot, leaned against the table and nodded. I told her about my friend.

"What if you had this friend who had just lost someone and started drinking constantly. This other friend worries that they're going overboard. But they know that the drinker always does something like that when stress hits him. When the friend ask the drinker if they can help, the drinker says they're fine but need a little time. the concerned friend agrees to let them be, but things don't seem to be getting any better. This friend knows where the drinker has been going every day, and can easily go there, but they said they would wait for the drinker to contact them before they did anything. Should the person go, or continue to wait?"

LM looked curious about that, and said something, but the words weren't understood. Nonetheless, I did feel slightly upset. Then the guy with the Bieber hair approached me and said, " I think what she means is that you should do what you feel is best." I nodded.

The dream faded and I woke up on this bench. The day was bright and quiet, and there were no animal sounds anywhere. I was sitting down in a tank and shorts when my brother came up in an old clunker.

"Hey" he said, "why don't you try this out?" And he threw me what looked like a giant salt less pretzel stick. I broke it in half and tried to eat it, but he stopped me and gave me a French roll that had been partially scooped out and stuck some cheese and jalapeños inside it. Then he put the salt less pretzel stick in it and opened up a bread roll that had a square cut in it. He put the wrap, or gyro as it called it, and stuck it in the bread roll, and started eating it. He tried to get me to do it, but I said I didn't have the other bread and he said it was fine.

As i was creating my little gyro he mentioned that he heard that a certain someone had been talking about me all over the place. I asked him what he was talking about, and he mentioned the FBI dog tags, and Connor, the man who had been drinking after his family tragedy. I paused at that and looked at him curiously.

"How'd you know about that?" I asked and he said he had met the guy himself.
"Tell me," he said to me, "What do you think of that person?"

I didn't tell him anything, and my brother said, If you had to choose between family and the guy, who would you pick. At first I didn't say anything, but then I mentioned Connor and my brother looked at me curiously. "Then why aren't you with him,"he said.

I asked my brother what he meant, and my brother said that Connor had been going through a lot but hadn't seen me in awhile.

I told A that that was want he wanted, and he didn't seem to think of me in any special way, and A smiled.

"Sure about that?"

"Yes," a pause, "Why would he? He hardly pays me any heed."

Then A was like, "I don't know, but I do know that the few time's I've met him, he's pretty happy when he talks about you. ."

I looked hesitant, and A gave me a hug. "Sis," he said, "You're important to us," he paused, "but you're also important to him, and I think you know it"

"I think he may have used to care, " I whispered, " but now"

"He does." A said, cutting me off, "He talked about going on dates with you a few times, and seeing you to bed."

"You know about that?" I asked and A nodded. I bowed my head and smiled slightly. Why does this have to be a dream?

And that's it!

Connor is a real person, but his name's not Connor, and the beer and relative tragedy is also true. Also LM and the other three are real people from high school. don't know where they are now...but you know. Everything else...meh, but I may try that jalapeño thing. Sounds yummy

So I had this big long dream and it resulted in me hanging out at the house I lived in as a child. I was climbing the stairs which were above the living room when i fell backwards and landed at the bottom. I tried to put my shoes back on because apparently they fell off, but for some reason i was having trouble getting the shoes on. As I was halfway up the staircase, I suddenly realized "Hey, wait a minute. I'm dreaming! I don't have to do this." So the first thing I thought to do was hold out my hand, snap my fingers, and hope fire would appear. To my excitement, it did! I could feel the warmth of the flames, and of course I started shooting flames everywhere. Then I tried web-slinging like spiderman but it didn't work. So i went back to my fire fun

Then I looked down at the living room couch and decided to try to summon a DC. It took a lot of concentration and it was tough, but BOOM he appeared on my couch. So i hopped down the stairs and sat next to him on the couch. Note to all people: in a lucid dream, do be careful of what you think because you may make something happen by accident XD Why do I say this? Well for some reason in the dream I was thinking about rape (I have no idea why O_o) but when I did, the DC i summoned attempted to rape me. (Isn't that delightful...) He had my arms down but I woke up.

Man, I love lucid dreams.

I am pushing my friend David against a big grey pick-up truck over and over again. Once I stop we walk away from the truck into what looks like a school yard.

I get lucid

I know that I am dreaming and I realize that this is an opportunity for me to say something difficult to David, almost like a practice run. I say “first of all we should practice that scene again” (referring to when I was pushing him against the truck. He agrees. I guess I felt like we were rehearsing for a play in the dream).

Now Trevor (a guy we went to school with) is standing beside us. I mention that I’d like to speak to David privately. I am very nervous even though it is a dream. I find it very difficult but I say it anyways because I know it is a dream, “Also it makes me sad to think that I might lose you sooner than I’d like”. As I say this I begin to cry. The dream starts to get very fuzzy. I think we hugged.

The end.

I should explain why I chose to say this in my dream. I found out that my friend David was diagnosed with chronic myelogenous leukemia while I was away at rehab. Since I’ve come home I haven’t been able to talk about it with him in person, only over the phone. I was afraid to cry in front of him because I worried that it would make him uncomfortable. I talked to one of my counselors about it and I realized that by talking to him about it and by crying I would simply be showing him that I care. She instructed me to tell him that it makes me sad to think that I might lose him sooner than I’d like. I saw this dream as an opportunity to try it.

Real life Dream Lucid Nightmare Dream sign

This was awesome. Most control I've ever had in a lucid dream. Recall was kind of bad though.

PWNZORS dream
I was with a bunch of people and we were fighting a giant, large-house monster in a dark cave. I became lucid and suddenly leapt several hundred feet. My friends couldn't keep up so I valiantly fought the monster. I slipped past some wrought iron bars into the streets, and the monster busted right through the bars. We fought in the streets of of a beautiful city with canals. The monster sunk several ships in the canals. I suddenly thought of a way I could defeat the monster!

I opened my mouth and tried to charge my lazor. It didn't work. I tried again, this time feeling the energy around me converge itself and yelling, "IMA FIRIN MA LAZOR!" and the crowds rejoiced! I swung my beam around and it got rid of the monster like an eraser.

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26.02.2011

What a WILD Night (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So I woke up at about 6:30 and began to write down my dreams when about halfway through I stoped and lay own for a while. So after a bit I remembered how some people would RC in the morning to check for a FA so I did too. I pinched my nose and could still breeth. So I realized I had WILD'd and began to roll out of bed. I fell out and felt nothing when I hit the ground. So I got up and looked around. I was in my house, and nothing seemed to be different. I remembered not to look at myself in bed (whenever I do, I wake up instantly) and decided to see what I could do. I stuck my hand through a wall and phased through the whole thing. I began to wonder if this was a dream, or if I was Astral Projecting. I had heard that Astral Projecting was just a realistic WILD and I wanted to test that theory. I went to my sister's room and saw that there was another person there, someone I'd never seen before. When I turned around and looked back he was gone. So I thought, "Guess it is just a WILD." I decided to see if anyone would notice me and started to jump up and down infront of my sister, but she didn't notice. Then I woke up.

DJ Log: February 26, 2011 – 9:30AM (USA Eastern)
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I am standing at the shore of a small lake with several people, some younger and some older. The morning sun is shining through the valley, illuminating a large section right in the middle of the lake. A heavy mist is lingering at the edges of the lake that are not yet receiving direct sunlight. The air is a bit cool, but the sun is quite warm. There are birds swooping down and picking up small bugs that are flying just above the water. At the opposite end of the lake, there is a another group of people swimming around.

I pick up a large bag full of pool floaties and begin to inflate them with an air compressor that's conveniently sitting near the edge of the water. (Note: Why this didn't seem strange enough to make me question reality, I will never know...) The kids all jump in first and grab the floaties, then float off to the middle of the lake. I continue to inflate and throw floaties to the kids. Some of them look like small air mattresses and some of them are giant rubber duckies. The last floatie had a large hole in it and won't hold air, so I drop it on the ground. I pick up a couple floating chairs, unfold them and set them on the water. Thinking that I am ready to get in the water, I walk over to a picnic table so I have somewhere dry to lay my clothes.

I pull my shirt off and look back at the water. I am a bit concerned that there are sharp rocks or other things in the water that I don't want to step on, so I decide to leave my shoes on. I already have my swimming shorts on under my pants, so I remove my belt and take my pants pants off, noticing that there is a two-way radio clipped on my pants. I walk toward the water and think for a second, “It's February! It's way too cold to swim! Wait a minute, how did I take my pants off with my shoes on?” I become lucid, then turn around and start walking back to the picnic table where I left my clothes.

I wake up and RC a couple times, thinking at least I was lucid for 5 seconds. I should have tried to stabilize, but then again it's 9:30AM and I usually never sleep this late.

Good morning, everybody.

Dream #1

I was in a new deli, which may have been downstairs from my apartment. The deli was still under construction. There were all kinds of things being unpacked.

The place had a blue-green kind of feel, as if the walls had been painted a pale blue-green. There were rolls of paper unrolled on the floor. Counters were set out in random fashion, as if they hadn't been fastened to their permanent positions yet.

There were a couple soda refrigerators with their doors open. One was on the back wall, in front of me. The other was on the wall to my left. They were both tall and narrow. The refrigerators were so cold that I could feel the cold coming from them.

The coolers were so cold that the sodas (or bottled waters?) inside the coolers had been frozen. I figured this level of coldness was natural, since the store wasn't opened yet, so that the coolers weren't tuned to a normal level.

There were a few people running around in the store, getting things ready. I saw at least one woman and one man. They were both Mexican. They were talking back and forth and joking with each other in English or in Spanish and English.

I knew that the place wasn't open yet, and I felt like I shouldn't be here. But, for some reason, I felt really comfortable here. I figured I'd grab some stuff and then head back up to my apartment.

It suddenly struck me that, now that there was a new deli below my house, it would be a lot easier for me to come downstairs and grab some frozen pizza. I thought I would suddenly be eating a lot more frozen pizza than I'd been eating in a long time.

Dream #2

There was some kind of television show or some kind of stage performance about adult women who had romantic relationships with young girls.

The stage and background were white. The stage may have been clean and polished, so that it was slightly reflective.

The women and the girls wore spandex suits with blue, pink and purple flower designs on them. They also wore something like flowing, white blouses that went up over their heads to become something like hoods, leaving a circle open for their faces. The hoods may have been topped with flat circles, which were slightly tilted.

The women and young girls were doing a slow dance, in groups but kind of solo, where they would elevate and point forward their legs and arms slightly.

Dream #3

There was some kind of narration about my mother's life. There was talk about how my mother had had such a tough time because she had been a single mother. There may also have been talk about how my mother had been really upset when my father had left her.

There was now a view of a car like a station wagon driving up a steep, mountain road. The road didn't criss-cross or spiral up the mountain: it just went straight up the steep slope. As the car drove, the narrator spoke about how my mother worked through a lot of emotional difficulties and survived to this point in life.

Listening to this narration made me really sad for my mom. But it also made me kind of proud of her. I felt I had seen this road somewhere. It occurred to me that I might have seen the road in a dream. The surreal steepness of the road and the way the car seemed to be reaching extreme heights on this mountain all reminded me of some tall mountain dream I'd had in the past.

I was now in the backseat of the car. My mom was driving. We had approached some place halfway up the mountain. We pulled into an asphalt parking area.

My mom, and possibly one of my family members, maybe my sister, was talking about how lucky we were. Some of our more removed family members, my mom said, had died in pretty terrible situations. They had died all alone, sometimes in shameful ways. The closer family members of those people had had to deal with the ghastly emotional impact of those situations.

But, my mom said, the closer members of our family who had died had died rather peacefully, with loving families around them. And, right now, all our family members were in situations where, even were they to die suddenly and unexpectedly, they would at least die in a position where they were somewhat comfortable and they knew their family loved them.

I either thought to myself or said out loud that that wasn't true. I thought about two of my cousins, P and B. P is a man and B is a woman.

I thought that both P and B were in situations where, if they died, they'd be all alone. At least one of them was actually in an extremely dangerous situation, though in my dream I couldn't remember where either cousin was.

I was now out on a river bank with my family. I suddenly realized that my cousin B wasn't far away at all. She was actually in this forest. She was kayaking through this river.

In my mind's eye I saw further down river, to a wide stretch that was shaded pleasantly by tall pine trees. Where we were, the banks were open and lawny, with jagged rocks for the river's banks.

Maybe all my immediate family members were out on this bank. We had a couple of kayaks nearby. We must have been getting ready to go kayaking, although for some reason, I seemed to feel like I was thinking of suggesting the idea of kayaking to my family, as if it hadn't yet occurred to anybody to go kayaking yet.

I thought of dipping one of the kayaks into the water, but the water (which was actually only moderately fast) seemed way to rough and the rocks way too jagged for the kayak to handle.

I turned around and saw at least one of my nephews, the oldest nephew, getting dressed in an orange life jacket. I felt like everybody was getting dressed in life jackets, as if they were all getting ready to go kayaking. I thought this was great, and I offered my own life jacket to one of my nephews, since I knew they liked wearing my stuff (???).

One of my nephews, maybe the oldest, said he'd take my life jacket. But suddenly I realized I'd left it somewhere else. It was like I'd left it in the car. But it was also like I'd left it somewhere very far away. I said I'd have to go get it. I hoped I could get it fast enough so that it wouldn't cause a delay.

I suddenly realized that I had also left the life jacket in water somewhere. The life jacket had been in the water so long that it was now beginning to dissolve. I hoped I could pull the jacket out of the water before it dissolved entirely.

In my mind's eye I saw the life jacket. It was white, instead of orange, but it had orange flower designs on it.

Dream #4

I was walking through a park. It was a clear day, pretty warm. The sun seemed to be going down. The sky was dim, and the light was partly golden and partly cool and dim.

I walked along a concrete path in a somewhat narrow curve of the park. There was deep, green lawn on either side of the path. There were a few people in the park, just relaxing. I think everybody in the park was black.

The sound of my breathing slowly became more and more audible. Suddenly it seemed to me like my breath was like the breathing sound of somebody in a space suit, like in the movie 2001. I wondered why my breathing would sound like this.

It suddenly occurred to me that the reason my breathing sounded like this was because I wasn't exactly in a park. I was in a different kind of place altogether. The only time I could think of when I was in a place like this was in my dreams.

I realized I was dreaming. There wasn't a tremendous improvement to the clarity or sensation of the dream, like there usually is when I become lucid. But I was suddenly a lot more aware of the environment.

I smiled at a few people. I was happy to be aware, and I wanted to share my happiness somehow.

I walked into a wider area of the park. Since there were a decent number of people around, and they all seemed to be peaceful and happy, I figured I'd try to talk with some of them, just to see what things were all about here.

There were a couple of boys playing (with a set of blocks or other toys set up to look like a castle?) half on the concrete path and half on the grass. The boy on the path had his back turned to me.

I smiled and addressed the boy in some way to get his attention. The boy turned his face toward me. He looked a lot older than he actually was. Something about this threw me off balance. I looked quickly at the boy and walked on down the path.

I tried not to let the boy's surprising appearance throw me off balance. I tried to continue acting cheerful. I figured if I could keep the cheerful attitude I'd had as I'd become I could stay lucid. But I could already feel that I was dropping out of lucidity.

I could see that I was approaching something like a brick-and-concrete, arched gate that served as an entrance to the park.