lucid

Lucid dreams dealing with coded symbols
All of my lucid dreams are of a strange nature dealing with coded symbols like like Chinese radicals. ( Mind you that these dreams started to occur prior to the Matrix movies.)

In the 1st dream these radicals would morph into simple geometric shapes like a line, a square, a circle.

In the next dream the the simple shapes morphed into their 3D counter parts. In the dream after that the 3D objects morphed into actual images of cars, houses, trees and people.

The dreams stopped after that for a few years then they picked up again.

In the 4th dream there was a stone statue of a face (like a Buddha) devoid of any expression, it started to morph, the face showing all facial expressions, happiness, sadness, surprise, concern, kindness, anger, ect.

In the 5th dream there was an image of an organic type of pyramid with the thought that it was a pyrmidical neuron. (I never heard of such a thing, internet research showed there was such a thing!)

In the 6th dream (prior to the movie Eagle Eye) there were all these like TV screens of people the screen were moving back and forth and i was able to bring a few into the foreground but they would slip away there were a countless number of them.

In the 7th dream there were these tiles (like domino tiles) with numbers on them. The numbers started to morph very quickly.

In the 8th dream there were these red sheet of paper with writing on them though written in alpha characters and were vividly clear i could not read them.

What will come next i do not know....(?)

I dreamt I was a familiar demon in old Salem where I was teaching a small group of young women how to perform magic. I showed them how to magically lock a door, how to fly above the roof tops and how to spy upon their neighbors without being seen. For this and other services I would provide they had to seal the deal with a kiss upon the tip of my phallus. There was a lot more to the dream but it was mostly props and window dressing of the small village and surrounding woodlands. This was a semi lucid dream as are most of my dreams, I knew I was dreaming but I wasn't compelled to take an active hand in controlling the dream.

Plans: My plans for this night involved becoming lucid, as usual, and meeting up with MoSh to continue a much neglected series of Hogwarts dreams that we had been having a while back that involved the two of us in the Tri-School Wizard Tournament. We had completed two of the tasks… one where we had to make our way across an obstacle range, and another where we had to sneak past a dragon to grab a golden egg, much like the first task in the book Goblet of Fire. Other tasks included the other Hogwarts, where I was supposed to be teaching a class… Q says we can use a bit of time travel to pick up where we left off in both of the Hogwarts worlds… and also to complete tasks from the TotY on DV, the tasks for LPTC, tasks of the month on DV and MM… my own list of goals… wow… o.O

Epic Fail
I am at school, sitting at my desk, waiting for class to start. The instructor is Mr. Chappell, also known as Mr. C, and he is actually one of my favorite instructors. He is passing papers back out, announcing everyone's grade, and I am in line to get mine. I peek ahead and see an 84% on my paper. When I get to the front he hands mine back silently, I wonder why he didn't announce my grade. He says he didn't think I would want him to, I look and see the paper has a 54% on it… an 'F' when I had seen a 'B' there earlier! I ask why the low grade, he says I didn't answer the question properly. I take out the assignment sheet and show him that I did, and I answered it following my notes. He says I didn't even take notes, I say I did so. He says to show them to him, so I go back to my seat and get the notes. I say my paper should at least earn a 'C' even if I did misunderstand the assignment. He reluctantly boosts my grade to a 70%, and says everyone who got an 'F' on the assignment will now get a 'C' instead.


My Last Breath
Note: This one fulfills the Mortal Mist Basic Challenge for the month of February, which is to meet dreambot or, alternatively, to complete one of your own goals. Healing the Longbottoms has been a goal of mine that I have attempted in the past, tonight I completed it!

I am at Hogwarts, the one where I am a student, and I am at the breakfast table. I eat waffles… yum… I am lucid, so I eat plenty of them with lots of butter and syrup since I don't have to count points for these. Just as a note, I am on the Weight Watchers program, so I count points for everything I eat. I finish and wander over by the Gryffindor table to see if MoSh is there. Neville is saying he will be out of the school for the day, but since it is Sunday, it isn't important. He is telling Harry and Hermione this. Maybe he's going to St. Mungo's to visit his parents… perfect opportunity. I follow him, and he does go to St. Mungo's. I follow him to his parents' room, but he sees me before he goes in. He seems embarrassed that I found him there, asks me not to tell anyone. I say he shouldn't be embarrassed of the condition in they're in, but proud of the fact they stood their ground in the face of such opposition. And now it is time for them to be healed. He looks questioning, but I say I have been trying to heal them, and I think he is the key to breaking through, will you help me? Of course he will! Though he doesn't seem too hopeful… We go in, the healers are glad to see both of us, I use the song My Last Breath by Evanescence. I encourage Neville to help me with the spell, he joins in, and it seems he is a natural healer, contributing much energy to the spell. We use it on his mother first, she recognizes him, and there is a brief tearful reunion. That can wait, one healing left to do. We use the song on his father with similar results. Now there is a three-way tearful reunion from which I quietly excuse myself. I figure that is a private moment, and I don't really want to be part of it anyway.


The Secret of the Egg
Back at Hogwarts, the one where I am a student, sitting at the dinner table is when Dumbledore brings up the subject of the tournament again. He says he hopes we are all making good progress on decoding the messages our eggs have to give us. Draco is beside me and he mutters that the egg sounds like someone torturing a hippogryph rather than a message any human could understand… I remember that the way to listen to the egg is underwater. I want to see if MoSh is there this time, so I wander over to the Gryffindor table. Neville is excitedly telling anyone who will listen that his parents are better and they will be visiting next weekend, he can't wait for everyone to meet them. MoSh is also there, as is Asuka, they are sitting next to each other getting a bit too touchy-feely for a public school… and if it wasn't for Neville, they would probably be gathering an audience. I say hi to MoSh, and he says hello, I ask if they have listened to their egg yet. He says no, this is the first time he has been back, Harry has been procrastinating, and Hermione has yet to figure it out. She has been spending her time researching all the strangest languages she could possibly think of. Of course that doesn't do it. We decide to listen to the egg in the lake, since there are both men and women in each group. I tell Draco I have an idea for the egg, and we go down to the lake. Harry, Hermione, Ron, and MoSh are there, too. I briefly think Ron is like a lost puppy following the others around even though he is not in the tournament. Draco thinks this is a weird place to take the egg. I tell him to get in the water with me, then duck under. He looks at me like he thinks I am nuts. Harry and Ron also think MoSh is nuts, but a look of realization is dawning on Hermione's face. She says of course, the density of the water will alter the sound the egg makes… maybe it's not a foreign language after all. We get in the water and go under, I open my egg. It is indeed speaking English now, it describes how to get to the bottom of the lake, follow a maze of passages, and get to the goal. Draco has to surface a few times for air, I breathe water without even thinking about it. When I surface, Draco asks if I am part fish… how long can I hold my breath, anyway? Ron, Harry, and Hermione are staring wide-eyed at MoSh, still underwater, and then he surfaces. Ron is stunned, he says, "Blimey! I've never seen anyone but a fish stay underwater that long!" To top it off, neither MoSh nor I are even winded. I can breathe water to get to the goal, I will have to figure out some way for Draco to do it. MoSh will be able to help Harry and Hermione better than any gillyweed!


Until It Sleeps
I am at the Hogwarts where I am supposed to teach a class, but I have absolutely no idea what I am supposed to be doing because I can't remember where in the curriculum the class is right now! I look through a book called Out of the Darkness by Raven Knight as the students are coming into the class, I figure I haven't taught them any healing spells yet, so I will start with that. I open the book to the song Until It Sleeps by Metallica. I explain the use of the song to the class… how it can be used to calm rage and anger from someone's heart, put the rage and anger to sleep. I also explain that if someone is doing horrible things because they are in pain, not physical pain, but internal pain… emotional pain, spiritual pain… this song will take that pain away. After the song, they will go back to acting like their true selves. Of course if their true self happens to be an asshole, they will still be an asshole after the song. It won't change that. It is meant to heal someone, not to transform who they really are, since that is a choice everyone has a right to make for themselves. I show the spell to everyone in the class, and this goes smoothly with no unexpected difficulties.

Just short snippets from a ld I had the other night.

I am in a New House, Ihave not been here before I feel a fresh feeling to the area. I am talking with some friends, one girl blond hair, maybe 17 or so, and two men. I seem to know them but only within the dream.

I feel that tingle that something here is not quite reality then there is a breach in the dream and I see a ripple in the air above my head, the ripple opens further and another version of myself flys through the ripple.

I talk with myself without words, aware that I am dreaming I fly upwards with my otherself and move through the ripple in space. as we pass through the watery portal I find myself in another room, the room is small, the layout is odd and not normal for reality, is there are no doors, the walls are white with pillars with paintings on the wall. My otherself talks with me, slowly reminding me how to lucid dream, how to control the enviroment and how to alter my perception and with it the world. I fly around the room slowly, moving around to just get the feel of it and test my control over my body and the environment. Feelings of elation surface

My other self talks further, I do not recall what was said but we fly upwards towards the roof, it shimmers and we pass through it and I find myself moving through memories. I am searching for or re experiencing something as I am guided through a world of living emotion. After time, I find the world around me shifting, molding itself into another dream scape. I am now standing on a hill side, thick and hard stone under my feet, the world around me is cold there is snow on the ground but this world is not lifeless. In this world I talk with old friends and about current relationships, I am planning an engagement as I feel my lucidity slip in and out and the dream scape flows through my mind. I am not fighting the feeling, instead letting the memory and though flow through me.

I gently awake. Smile and fall back asleep

This morning 3 WILD's Apparently I need to work on lengthening my dreams.
The first one, I got off the couch and noticed my socks had changed to black nylons. I was definitely dreaming. The dream faded to black after half a minute.
The second immediately after the first, I got off the couch again, this time I was wearing shorts instead of pants. I shouted, "Increase Lucidity!" Nothing happened that I could tell. I went into the next room and looked in the mirror. I felt really tired, so I said to myself, " Be more awake!" I went over to the window and felt the side of the wood. It was splintery. I saw shadows move and red eyes, but just my cat appeared thankfully. Then I thought of how much expectation matters in dreams, and what if I thought that cat was dead? Then the cat fell on her back and died! Poor kitty! I had to look away even though it wasn't real. Then I thought of where I wanted to go and spun around. Nothing happened and the dream faded to black.
The third dream I don't even remember because it was so short.

I was walking through the hallways of my old elementary school. I'm not sure what triggered me, but suddenly I realized that I was dreaming. I came across a friend of mine in the hallway. "Hey! I'm dreaming!" I exclaimed. He laughed and said "what are you talking about?" and then slid through a nearby door.

I tried to stabilize by rubbing my hands together. It worked briefly and the rubbing of my hands felt so real. Unfortunately it didn't last for long, and the dream slowly faded.

My lucidity was short lived, but it was still exciting.

non dream - lucid - non lucid

I can’t sleep. The thought of shared dreaming is keeping me awake, the thought of going to the moon and meeting WakingNomad, Selene, and possibly many more people.
A million questions are on my mind, none of which can be answered.
I can’t clear my head, so I start reading. After some time I finally become tired and manage to fall asleep…
I wake up a few times during the night but can’t recall any dreams.


I’m driving my car. I don’t know the road, but for some reason I know where I’m headed. A girl is accompanying me. She touches my arm resting on the middle console.
I look at her. It’s Faye… she smiles. It takes me a few seconds to understand what her being there means. I become lucid.

I immediately want to go to Teraluna to visit Yuya, I want to go there now, and I know how.
I unplug my seatbelt, the car starts beeping. I summon the wings on my left arm and prepare to teleport to Teraluna.
I take Faye’s hand and apply the brakes. Our bodies lift up and go through the front of the car.
When my feet touch the ground, we are on Teraluna…

… We hang out for a bit (I can’t remember many details) and at some point Yuya is playing with a water sphere.
For some reason I suddenly feel the urge to freeze it, just to see if I can. When I create fire I try to create vibrations, this time I do the opposite.
The sphere freezes and falls into Yuya’s hand. She smiles.
But then I get it: the reason I tried this. I remembered what WakingNomad said. How I transformed into different dragons. As a dragon I can use more abilities than just fire.
But this is not what is on my mind right now.

“Yuya… we were hanging out yesterday, right?”
“Yeah, sure, we were hanging out in the pool, you remember!”
“I do… did we do anything else?”
“You were posing on your desk naked!”

She laughs, there is a small pose.

“... And... you went to the moon.”
"What? The moon? THE moon?"
“That’s why you’re asking isn’t it?”
“Yes… So it’s all true? He was here?”
“Of course. Are you going to visit him?”

Even though this is exactly what I wanted, what I was hoping for, it feels so weird.
I don’t understand what I currently feel, am I afraid of it being true? Am I afraid that shared dreaming actually works?
I contemplate teleporting to the moon right now. I need to know. But something is holding me back? Why?

“But… what if I can’t see him? He sees things so differently than I do. I don’t understand it, I will do something wrong. He knows me as someone so confident. What if I freak out? I…”
“Relax… I’ve told you about the layers of the dream plane before. I know it’s complicated, so I will explain the very basics of it only.
There’s an infinite amount of layers to the dream plane. Unfortunately, you can’t experience all of them at the same time, only a very limited amount.
If two people look at the same thing in different layers, they will experience it differently, but usually their experience will be somewhat similar.
Should the layers be 'far away' you'll need to alter your perception in order to share your experiences.”

I understand what she says, it makes sense, but for some reason I’m still afraid.

“Why am I afraid? … I don’t understand… I want to know! so why am I so afraid?”

Faye answers this one:

“For all your life you have been thought it is impossible, that what you experience right now is fake, that even the idea of shared dreaming is absolutely ludicrous. What you are feeling right now, it isn't fear.”
“Then what is it?”
“You will know.”

I summon the wings on my left arm and lock onto the moon. I’m shivering. She’s right, I’m not afraid to find out it is true, if anything it’s the opposite. But it is indeed not fear I am feeling.
Screw it, where’s my sense of adventure? I’m going now!
I take a step through the fabric of space and end up on the moon.

It is dark, barren, there is nothing here. But then I remember about the layers.
I close my eyes and try to alter my perception. I hesitate to open them for a moment, but I finally do.
And here I stand, on the green moon, and in front of me a man who has been waiting for me.
A man who stands there absolutely confident and calm.
My mind goes blank, I cannot think. I know that this person in front of me is WakingNomad, there is no doubt in my mind.
But I don’t know what to say, I’m just standing there.

“What are you acting all weird for?”

I open my mouth, trying to say hi, but the words aren’t leaving my mouth. I’m shaking, not of fear, but of excitement.
I feel so stupid. I can summon a fire dragon capable of destroying a whole city yet right now I can't even say a simple word.
My vision fades, I am way too excited and I can’t get it under control. The dream is ending.
Not sure if WakingNomad can still hear me so I project a thought onto him.

“I’m sorry…”

I wake up in my bed. My mind stays blank, I don’t think.

“Relax.”

It’s Yuya, she’s standing next to my bed.
I was sure I woke up, obviously I didn’t.

“He must think I’m an idiot. One day I’m all confident and the next I can’t even manage to say something.”
“Don’t worry, he’ll understand, and it won't happen again.”

Yuya joins me in bed. I immediately calm down, take her into my arms and fall asleep soon after.

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

I'm at a set of buildings that look kind of like an old-fashioned elementary school. I'm there to sign up for offline 'HITs' [Human Intelligence Tasks, small jobs for which I will get paid]. There are various organizations offering HITs to people, such as the Registrar of Voters. To work on each organization's HITs, you have to go to that organization's counter to sign up for them. When I get to one of the counters, I discover that signing up requires you to show an ID card, and I don't have mine with me. I have to go back to my car to get my purse and driver's license. Before I leave the counter, though, I notice a sheet of paper lying on it with P.'s name written on top. That means she's signing up for one of that organization's HITs, too.

When my next dream begins, a boy from my high school class appears. As soon as I see this happen, I lock on to him as the focus of my attention, knowing that the appearance of an image out of darkness like that must mean that a dream is beginning. Then other classmates of ours begin to appear around him, followed by the environment we're all in. We're in what appears to be a restaurant seating area, sitting around long, high tables on chairs designed to match their height. This area is covered and enclosed on three sides, and it's on our high school campus. Every single student sitting in the area is someone I recognize from high school. A female teacher I had and another, male staff member are also in the crowd there, walking around between the tables.

I get up from my seat and walk out of the seating area, heading out into the main part of the campus. Beautiful morning sunlight illuminates the campus. I take two steps, then take off from the ground and start flying around, staying at about the height of the roof lines of the single-story buildings. Typically for me, flying is the first thing I think of to do when I find myself lucid dreaming. Flying is fun, as always, and feels good. I have good flying control this time, but not perfect control. I don't feel like I'm being pulled or pushed in any direction, but at one point, I start losing altitude, and reach out to touch the top edge of a concrete-block wall with my fingers as I pass by it. It feels exactly like it would in reality, but I get the strange sense that it takes a split second for my brain to generate the simulated sensation, creating a tiny delay between touching the wall and receiving the sensory input. I recover and continue flying along.

As I pass the edge of one building's roof, I notice a crawlspace that you can't see from the ground. It's formed by the flat, real roof and the pointy, upper edges of the building's decorative facades, which extend above the real roof and slant toward each other, creating an empty space shaped like a long, triangular prism. I try to make a 90-degree left turn and enter this space, but I find I can't; I just start sinking down again. I shrug off this failure, recover, and continue flying across the campus. I reach an area where the long walls of two buildings run parallel to each other, and have crenellated ramparts [those square things on the top of the walls of a castle] at the top. As I'm flying along in between these two walls, the dream ends and I wake up.

I make a post at the beginning of a thread on a message board that turns out to be ridiculously, insanely popular, so that my computer is flooded with e-mail notifications from people posting to the thread at a rate of about one or two per second. [This dream may or may not have been at the beginning of the previous sleep cycle, I don't remember.]

I'm in a building that consists of a bunch of interconnected rooms that are filled with a colorful, random assortment of furniture and stuff. It kind of looks like a cross between someone's house and an antique store. [I just visited a bunch of antique stores on Friday, February 4.] I know I'm dreaming without any particular clue. I walk through the series of rooms, admiring the details of the dream environment, observing it with close attention. [That has been my lucid-dreaming goal for the last couple of days.] I think, I have to stay here as long as I can.

I reach a point when the sequence of rooms ends in a short T-intersection of passageways. I come up to the place where the long passageway I had been walking through ends. There is a piece of light-blue yarn hanging down in front of a low wall that stands in front of the back wall of the room. I touch the piece of yarn, running my fingers down it; it feels real. Then, I realize that the low wall it's hanging in front of is a mirror. It's a very speckly, dim mirror, and I can't see my reflection in it very clearly, but I can tell it's a mirror. I think, Hey, in a dream, you can walk through these and get to somewhere else. I straighten up and step forward with the intention of walking through the mirror.

First my arms, and then my head and part of my upper body go through the surface of the mirror. It is the coolest feeling. Like when I walked through the wall, I feel a slight resistance at first and then it yields to me, but this time, instead of feeling like something thin and hard breaking, it feels like going through a thick, liquid membrane. The membrane stays where it is as I go through it; I can feel it on my skin. There's nothing beyond the surface of the mirror but blackness, though. I realize that I didn't really think about what I expected to be on the other side before I started going through the mirror. Not wanting to go into the unknown, I pull back, out of the mirror.

I notice another, smaller mirror to my right. Just to continue experimenting with this newly-discovered ability, I start putting my fingers through the surface. Once again, they go right in. I don't really want to try to get anywhere else anymore, though, so I pull them back out. They come away with a silver coating of liquid mercury on them. I shake my hand to get the stuff off my fingers, but I'm aware that liquid mercury can't really hurt me in a dream.

In the small room off to the right, there is a slightly fat, female DC. I know her from somewhere, and know that her name is Melody. [Which is strange, because I've known several people named Melody and this DC didn't look like any of them.] We talk briefly [I don't remember about what], and then I turn away to explore the other side of the T-intersection, the small room off to the left of the big mirror. As I'm going into that room, I go, “Oh, yeah.” I remember the basic Task of the Month. I turn back around and say, “Melody. Melody!” She starts approaching me, and I approach her. When I get close enough, I put my arms behind her head and shoulders and lean in to kiss her. She realizes what I'm trying to do and pulls away with a look of revulsion. I say, “Just on the cheek. Please?” She stops pulling away and just stands there and lets me kiss her. I give her a kiss on the closest, most convenient spot I can reach, which is on the forehead, just above her right eye. Then I let her go, and she leaves. I look back at the big mirror and consider trying to get to Neopia by going through it, but I decide not to because I don't trust my dream control abilities that far. I've never done that before, and I'm afraid of it going wrong.

False awakening in my current, real room. I hear a sound that I recognize as the sound of fish splashing in a fishtank. I also hear P. moving around in her bed, which is on the other side of the room, parallel to mine. I don't open my eyes to look, but I do say aloud, “No! P. can't be here, and neither can her fish!”

“Yes, I can!” says P.

“When did you get home?” I ask her.

“Yesterday.”

“Oh.”

When I woke up for real, I found this FA rather amusing. Also, I was surprised that I'd had a dream that consisted entirely of sounds, with no visuals at all.

I had this other really great lucid in a house, sort of like my Uncles house. The dream faded at least 3 times but I kept using LDEILD to re-enter. I decided to eat something. The first thing that popped into my head was General Tso's Chicken(I;m a vegitarian and I thought, this is a dream, might as well make the most of it). When I got the chicken it was a grayish tan color and didn't even look like chineese food. I was sitting at the table with my family and said, "What is this crap!?!" and threw the plate like a frisbee. Then I found I plate of mashed potatoas and gravy and dug in.

Then I was exploring the house. I remember this huge table. I stood on it and tried to fly up to the balcony. I almost made it but didn't. Then I decided to practice flying by jumping over the table, it was really big, maybe 6-7 feet tall and probably 30 feet or more across. I did this a few times. Then my little brother came in and we started fighting, just for fun since it was a dream. We were throwing little tables at each other from across the big one. I might have been flying while I did this part of the time.

I started in my house. I decided that I would go into my neighbors house and the girl I wanted to kiss would be there. I went outside and went across the street. I remember seeing some tigers in someones yard with collars on them like they were pets. I say my neighbor standing in front of my other neighbors house. I went up to him and exclaimed," how's it going nate? I'm doing great!" He kept asking me a bunch of questions about my lifee like he always does and I kept thinking to myself I should ask him if she's inside, then he'll say yes and she will be. I finally got him off the subject of me and asked him, and he said yeah. Everytime I looked at him his clothes changed. First he was wearing stuff he;d normally wear, then a sweater vest, then a suit, then a suit with the vest, then v neck with no shirt underneath. There was this weird fence I had to go around to get into the house, shaped sort of like the line to a roller coaster, but with a normal fence.

I went inside and looked through the house for her. I remember this door that went nowhere, it had a wall behind it. It didn't look much like a house, just random walls and little rooms, but they weren't constructed like a house or decorated. It was very haggard looking. I went down to steps of stairs and found her room. I went inside. She was laying on a bean bag chair. I jumped on it and hugged her. We rolled around and laughed. I tried to look her in the eyes before I kissed her, but I woke up(because she text me in real life) before I really saw her face.

In another one I ran into her on the street. This is what I had been incubating. I remember looking around a while, exploring some stuff. I ran into a DC and asked them for some gum cause my breath smelled bad. It was hard to chew and it felt like the gum was becoming a part of me. I could taste it in my neck and shoulder and arm. When I found her we embraced then I kissed her neck and started slowly working my way up, but woke up. This probably technically counts for the TOTM, but I'm gonna do it better before I submit it, it's such an easy task and all.

I was riding a roller coaster and decided that I was in a LD so I could do better than this. Flew around a bit. I started to wake up so I laid perfectly still and didn't open my eyes. I woke up in my basement laying on the stairs. I was lucid but I wasn't thinking straight. My mom was there and I didn't want her to know I was LDing. I could hardly move in this one and I felt myself melting into the stairs. The stairs started to stretch and twist and sunk down deep. It was like being on some really strange acid.

Hello, everyone! My second Semi-Lucid Dream starts here: It started with me on a sidewalk, walking down it. I became Semi-Lucid and climbed over the fence that was by the sidewalk and into a small area with trees. I started to try to climb the the telephone cable, you know, the ones that have a yellow wrapping over it? yeah... I stopped after a minute and went back to the sidewalk I was on earlier. Suddenly, a creepy man looked at me with a smile and then tried to kill me... yeah... weird Semi-Lucid Dream, right? I ran to the nearest store, put my hat on, and acted casual. Unfortunately, that wasn't enough to lose his tail. So I ran into the store when I was going to call for help but he teleported right in front of me. I woke up and the Dream ended. The End

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING

22:00

Helping out
Someone wants me to save someone else from something, but I clarify we’re just in a dream, so no point to stress out. This person cries. I promise to help.

0:00

Feeling two bodies simultaneously
I was falling asleep, but then something strange happened: I felt I was lying on my bed, but although I know my BF was lying by my side, I could not feel him, so I stretched my hand out to reach him. At first I felt nothing, but then I felt his knee. He moaned and asked “what?”, I say it was nothing, but I was in such a state in between sleep and vigil, that I felt myself dissociating from my body: I felt simultaneously my “real” body on my bed and I felt myself floating above the bed on a dream or astral body. I made some sound like “wooow” and he moaned to me “are you ok?”. I was hardly able to speak or even hear my own voice by then, but I kinda moaned back “wow, I have two bodies!”, then he replied something like “you’re sleepy”, I laughed exhilarated and fell completely into the “dream body”.
[in the morning I asked him about this and he doesn’t recall it happening. It might be that it was all a dream from the beginning, that the conversation we had was already a dream or that he simply forgot.]

Chemtrails
Already disconnected from my waking body, I watch hypnagogic imagery. I got caught on some image where I was looking through a window to the sky. Although everything I see around is dark and undefined, the night sky outside is very clearly defined and I see an airplane passing low and leaving a large trail. When the airplane comes back and leaves another trail, I am sure he is leaving chemtrails. I know I am not awake but I am also not sure that I’m dreaming. I go through a short blackout and then I find myself outside on the street under that sky. My mother is with me. We look at the trails and I tell her we should go inside because it might be some nasty chemical. She is very worried. I pinch my arm to do a RC, I confirm I’m not awake, so I don’t feel so worried.
I turn back and face a large residence. We’re on the back yard. I talk to some DCs who seem to be college students. I go inside.

LDers secretariat
I meet my BF on some room, but he is very agitated and leaves right after. He goes down some stairs to the front door. I go after him but I halt on the corridor, because I see 3 doors all with signs on the door saying ”Lucid dreamers” or "lucid dreams". One is closed, the other is open and there's some guy inside but he is busy talking to someone, so I enter the last one. There’s a lady there, but she says I’ll have to come back later because she is on her break. I see she has a badge with her name, so I ask her if I can check her name once more, just so I can recall who she is on waking up. She is in a hurry and with very little patience, but she turns to me once more before closing the door and I read: Eliza Dias.

Students protest
I walk to the stairs and I pass by some window that I open to see what’s going on down there after all. The police are taking some kid in custody. His colleagues are protesting. I fly down to meet them and I ask what’s going on. They say the police came with a list of names and is taking away one by one. They say they did some demonstration days before and they are coming for them. Others don’t agree it is because of that and say a smaller group of protesters invaded a bank to stage some action there and the cops are only taking them. Meanwhile the police comes back and starts calling for more names. The kids form a block together, not allowing the cops to take them. I join them for support.

3:00

Bus ride
I enter a bus and it is my friend M. Silva who is the driver. I had just bought a ticket at a counter at the bus stop but now I’m having troubles finding it. She says it’s ok, but I must sit on the seat across from her and talk with her. I was followed by friends – Zilla and others – who want me to sit with them on the back but I tell them to go without me. Don’t recall what happened in detail, but either she or some other lady who sat by my side freaks me out, because through her ears I can see the inside of her head, which has a big fire raging. I run to some seat somewhere in the middle of the bus, which now seems like some conference room. My seat has a board over it full of pens and pencils and I have to organize them all before I take the seat. Then I see my friends in the back who signal me to go meat them. I go. Outside is raining and my clothes are all wet. They hand me over something to wear. I change. I wear something apparently too sexy with large boots. Someone comments I shouldn’t wear those improper clothes, but I say I have nothing else and won’t keep the wet clothes on.

5:00

University
Walking around some university, wearing a white robe, like that of doctors. I feel like I’m studying medicine there and I’m looking for a colleague because I’m worried about a paper we should have worked on. I pass by some open and circular room which is like a small projection room. All is dark, but I see people sitting on the seats as if waiting for something. I turn the lights on and the projector which plays a movie. They thank me. I spot some guy I have a crush on but he doesn’t say a word. Instead, some geeky guy I don’t like, grabs my arm to thank me and asks me for a kiss. I shake him off and say no. I run to the restroom. When I see myself in the mirror, I look awfully tired. I put some make up on, but I exaggerate and then have to take it off. I go out and bump into the girl I was looking for. It’s Mónica M. I tell her I’m worried because I didn’t do anything on that paper and neither she did say anything to me on that. She smiles and says “Hey, we’ve finished our courses already. Forget about the paper.” I suddenly recall it’s true, I have my degree for years. I become lucid.

Trying to rip the dream fabric
Dream fades and I end up on some place on the countryside where medieval dressed people seem to be building up a fair or a tournament site. There is a very high podium where two big guys are holding down some black guy and telling him he can choose either to be decapitated or thrown down that podium. He thinks the fall might give him some chance of survival so he chooses it. But it’s not going to happen yet, they are still rehearsing for the big date. I notice the black guy is some known comedian, so I guess this is all just a movie set and not a real thing. I walk down a road and at some point some people pass by me running because someone stepped over some beehive and the whole colony is after them and now after me, because they brought it in my direction. But I feel no stings, because I am still ware I’m dreaming. I am bored, I jump really high over some rice paddy fields and then decide to rise in the air. From up above I try to rip apart the dream fabric. I wish to get out of the imagery but not end in the blackness. Instead I wish to go to the luminous state of mind, free from imagery, where I can meditate free from distractions. But it doesn’t work. The best I can achieve is opening with my hands a little gap on the scenery from where a brief flash of light irradiates. I give up and decide to just plunge in the rice paddies, visualizing the light, hoping to meet it.

Slaughterhouse
I go through the blackness and suffer brief SP vibrations and sounds (a long time since it happened), then I find myself on a belt of a slaughterhouse, among dead bodies of cows, heading to a giant saw. I know it’s a dream, but still the idea of being cut in half creeps me out so I jump out of the belt. There are parts of animals everywhere, blood splattered on the walls, the image is horrendous, but I try to keep calm. I make a prayer for those beings and recall the light once more. Some light invades this dark creepy room through some slits on the walls.

The Light
Dream fades again and I go through SP one more time. I hear a Bollywood song playing in my head and I feel gentle vibrations throughout my entire body, rising from my feet to my head. It ends with vibrations on my 3rd eye. I hold on and find myself on a very luminous landscape. Below I see grass and trees, but above the trees there’s only a very bright, radiant white light pervading everything. I wish there was only the light, so I rise up in the air, to leave the ground behind and be totally immerse in the light, with no images to distract me. I imagine myself sitting on a lotus flower in mid air. But once there’s only light in all space, my mind starts to drift and I am dragged once more into SP. Then my BF moved and woke me up.

7:00

I'm on the corner of the two streets by work and it's night. I'm running, and I run around the block, but come up to my street. There are two people behind me and I feel kinda freaked out by them like they're chasing me. I run up to my house, and I see the two people (this is so random) are DR and MB from high school.. (they've been together since they were 15, I think they're engaged now). They say they want a recipe for linguine and clam sauce, so I'm at my front steps and I think I can just look in one of my mom's cookbooks for that since I don't know the first thing about making that. Then I'm standing in front of the TV in the family room with them and I have my phone out. I'm taking a picture of myself, but I think it's really odd that I can see myself on my phone as I'm taking a picture... hmm.. I look at my hand and it's kind of out of focus, like when you wave your hand in front of a computer screen... a ha! Dreaming! I feel like I don't have a lot of time.. "what can I do, what can I do..." I start to walk into the dining room and I hear my mom say "Ohh look who's here! Hi G---!" I'm smiling as I walk by the dining room table, and GB is coming in the door from the garage. I say "I can't wait to tell you about this!" and I walk over in front of him. I can see his eyes very clearly, and I tell him "Just stay" and I kiss him. I'm very, very aware that I'm kissing him, I can feel everything, even his body against mine. At this point my mom says she's going out. I hear someone behind me, I look and see a kid from school DC, and he's just normal.. but I think he's drunk. I say "You've got to be freaking kidding me". GB sits on the couch in the room behind the dining room and I hope he waits for me. I think at this point I lose lucidity, because I became absorbed in getting DC out. I try calling a cab for DC, but I keep getting a sex hotline. The numbers I'm dialing aren't showing up as I dial them on the phone, like I press 4 and it shows up as 8. I try a few times and I just don't understand why I can't get through. I go downstairs and there's a shower at the very bottom of the stairs, but I walk through to the other side. I see lotion by the big TV, and I put it on my arms and hands.. and DC is following me around. I feel like I'm rushing around and kind of frustrated. I never made it back upstairs.

Became aware of myself in Gainsborough Road, a place I used to live as a child, I was awair of hearing voices and took out the MP3 ear peace out but the voices continued and found I had another ear piece in there (I normally go to sleep listening to an audio book on my MP3 player) so took that one out. Mother next to me and I told het I think that I'm dreaming, tried flying but only managed to hover for a few seconds. Tried again by flapping my arms, felt more like I was swimming upwards rather than effortlessly flying, shouted to everybody arround that this was a dream. As I came back down, I noticed that there were several chest freezers on the grass, and decided I wanted to try and see what dream icecream would taste like, asked my mother for some, she said "anything for you" went to the freezer, but when I looked in, she had just scraped together ice in the empty freezer. Tried my hand at flying again, getting to about thirty feet up, looking down, noticed an upper class type making a political speach, let myself sink and landed behind him, and started mockingly gesturing pretending to be an ancient roman senate politition, at which point I woke up.