lucid

im standing there and i pull my hand to my nose. I think to myself I'm dreaming! I contemplate what I should do. I fly around a little bit, then think I should do something epic. I see a railing like the frame of a roller coaster that goes up and does some twists. I jump up onto it spinning at odd angles and keeping my balance. As i jump onto it i think about what I can feel. I think about what it is like to be every particle of matter in the universe. I hear a lot of noise (voices chattering unintelligibly), but see nothing. I find myself somewhere else. I think to do a reality check and realize I'm dreaming. I stabilize the dream because it feels weak. After rubbing the ground, which is a hard wood floor that feels amazingly realistic, i notice a black garbage bag in my right hand and I feel that too. I remember I need to try to use all my senses so I try to get some food. I look around and all i can see is boxes of kraft dinner, so thats all I can think of but i really want a cookie. I close my eyes for a microsecond and picture a nice, round, doughy, stereotypical chocolate chip cookie. I open my eyes again and past a bowl of kraft dinner there is a chocolate chip cookie with kraft dinner in it. I eat it but i dont remember the taste. I wake up.

As a side note i had been drinking the night before, and have not had a lucid in a week or two.

Date: 06/06/11 (My sister's B'day!!!)
Lucid
Non-Lucid
Wow! My first two lucids were months apart but my second and third were only a week or so!
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There were two house boats on the water. Laura went over to visit one and I got ready to swim over to it as well. A lady had previous come and scattered lots of extremely yellow dandelions all over the ground so I picked up a bush of dandelions. I swam over, as I swam one of the dandelions fell off, but I caught it in my mouth. When I reached the boat Laura was already talking to the girl who owned it. She only looked about 14 or so. She didn't know too much about civilisation. The boat was a small raft made out of logs with a shower to one side and a privacy curtain. It did not have a roof.
"I wouldn't like to live ona house boat," Laura said.
"Yeah - I wouldn't like to live with all this water - like surrounded by it all either.
"I don't like it either," the girl said.
I showed her the way that I'd covered some of my school books. She liked two of them but wasn't really impressed by the other two, "Yeah - I only brought them for bathmats," I said and folded them (they had turned into two red towels) in half and found the shower and put them down.

I had a quick shower and hopped out and began to dry myself. Laura walked behind one of the pricvacy curtains and it fell down. I told her and she put it back up again. Then, as we left the girl gave us some foreign coins that in the dream were our currency. We visited her a lot and each time she gave us more money. One time she gave us $50 000 and Laura and I decided taht we should return it but when we turned around she was gone.

I bought myself a front row seat at a big stadium where a tribal sort of ceremony was going to be held. My Mum asked me where I had gotten front row tickets from and I told her that some people from the back row were being moved to the front row. After I'd said that, a big announcement was made repeating the exact same thing. My Mum nodded and I took my seat. The show began and some dancing Indians walked through the entrance.
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Method: DILD
I was running down the street with Shelley, Vivian and Jessie. Jessie suddenly stopped and we ran to the other side of the shops before we stopped to wait for her. The next thing we saw was Jessie in a kangaroo suit, rounding the corner, laughing.
"Run!" I shouted and we ran.
Shelley and I stuffed our faces with popcorn as we ran. We reached a ship and ran onto it. As we rounded a corner Shelley, Vivian and I pinned ourselves to the wall. Jessie ran past us but suddenly stopped, turned around and ran past us again. She ocntineud running back and forth. I laughed because this was an obvious time to do an RC in case something like that ever happened in a dream. I plugged my nose and was surprised when I found that I could breathe through it. I tried again and could still breath then I became lucid as I poked my finger through my hand. I rememberd how in my last lucid dream I had not taken enough time to think and had not remained focussed and had lost lucidity. I also remembered that one of my goals was to find my dream guide. I told myself that when I turned around there would be a door there and through the door there would be my dream guide.

I turned around and the door was there but when I opened it my dream guide wasn't there. I was quite disappointed. Then I felt my dream beginning to fade around me so I remembered the stabilization tutorial I had read and fell backwards focusing on a bell on the roof.

When I looked around again I wasn't sure where I was, until I decided that I was ina bell tower. Clarity was weak and the whole dream was wobbly and I felt myself beginnign to become more aware of my physical body. I tried falling backwards again but it no longer felt real. Suddenly a person emerged from the shadows and as my vision went dark all I could see were her eyes glowing golden.
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I was part of a strange family and on this particular morning I wanted to sneak away from them so I got dressed in a shower curtain and ran out past them and they never noticed anything.
^ wth?
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I was my Grandmother's cat - Dennis. I had run away and been taken in by a pet store who were treating me like royalty. I got everything that I wanted. One day my RL family came to look in the pet store . I didn't want them to recognise me so I hid my face from them. The petshop owner however wanted to show me off. She coaxed me out with food and eventually I stuffed my face in the delicous bowl of cat nip.
"We think he must be pedigree," the shop worker said.
I felt proud and I knew that I hadn't been recognised.

I had a LD where I was in my room. I flipped the lightswitch and it didn't work so I thought I must be dreaming. Then I flipped it again. It kinda worked but not right. There was a delay, which was odd because lights never work in my dreams. I went downstairs and then out the front door. I was jogging for some reason. I saw my mom and a friend of hers standing on the sidewalk. They asked me why I was in my pajamas and I realized I was. At first I felt kind of embarrassed then I realized it was a dream. For some reason I started to think that there was gonna be a parade or some big thing with lots of people behind me. I remember seeing a flat cat and dog on the road. Completely flat like in cartoons, but real looking too.

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I am flying home to Czech Rep. I remember my way through the airport. I was very confused about the organization of the airport. It wasn't very busy, but I had to walk for long and through a complex labyrinth of rooms. I fly home to visit my grandmother. There is my friend Ivan sitting next to me. We chat a little, but I cannot really understand what about.
Next, I am in my grandmother's house kitchen. I can clearly see the room with all the details. It's a good size room, all toned to a light green color. I am sitting by the table on a funny, wobbly chair with a thin cushion. I sit towards the living-room, with the white and blue ceramic clock behind me. I see my hands (!!!!!) holding a cup of tea. The tea is so clear, it must be an earl gray (my grand mum uses water from a well. Anything the water is used for taste amazing). I see the cup in incredible details. It is a small, wide, white, ceramic cup with a line of little green leafs around. It is worn off a bit over the years of using. I can feel the warmth of the cup in my hands. I think I am there on my own.
Suddenly, I hear someone knocking on one of the windows by my right hand. It surprises me, because the kitchen is on the first floor. So I look there.There is a homeless man (I assume that from the way he looks). It is not a winter time, but I can feel that it is pretty cold and miserable weather outside. I stand up and open the window, but not the one right in front of him, just one or two aside. I see he is hanging on the parapet of the window. The homeless starts telling me a story.He is saying the usual story,how difficult his life is... I look at him but I don't really listen. (I saw a homeless man begging in the underground the previous day, but I was listening to some music, so I didn't hear what he said. It might be somehow reflected in this dream). As he hangs,he moves towards me. I can see his dirty hands with long and dirty nails. He is missing many teeth and the ones he has left are pretty randomly scattered in the mouth. I notice one massive tooth in the middle of his jaw. It takes quite a lot of space inside his mouth. I am surprised by this and think for a moment how that happened. (I think I was becoming lucid at this point). I am also thinking to myself, "come on spill out the story and tell me how much money you need". (this is certainly connected to the homeless guy in the underground the previous day. Even though I couldn't hear, I saw him carefully counting some coins in his hand and saying something. I thought to myself, he is probably saying how much money he is missing for hostel or something). Nevertheless, I am still wondering how could he hand or stand there.(I think I woke up at this point,and realized it was just a dream.Then I fell asleep with the intention of continuing in the dream lucidly).
I am in my grand mum's kitchen again. I look at the homeless still hanging there. I think for a moment, and then I tell him to climb in and to tell me his life story. He starts telling me the usual story. (I don't remember details of the conversation, but I was being pretty tough).
I keep asking him very direct questions about his situation, breaking through his excuses to show him that the causes of his problems is no effort to change them, that he is just feeling sorry for himself. In his story, he describes that he was held by Japanese soldiers(:-D) who wanted to pull out the big tooth. He is saying that he cannot learn anything. I am getting annoyed quite a bit. I look him straight in the eye and tell him. "Look, I am not going to give you any money, but I will give you the opportunity to make them". At the back of my mind I am hoping that no one will come in, as that would be quite difficult to explain what does homeless man doing in the house. Then suddenly someone is knocking on the window again. I look there and I see Ivan with his friend 'Filak, Fifka Fiala'. They ask me whether I go out with them, or if I go running. So I show them the homeless man. They say ok, with understanding. (what do they understand to??). I ask them if they want to go running with me as I am going between 3-4pm. The homeless man says "I fuck it", I look at him, thinking that he probably assumed he was invited too.
Then my grand mum comes in. So I start explaining the whole story, they just stand and listen. Suddenly, I feel a little bit anxious whether I catch my flight back to UK today. I am thinking, how do I get to the airport? I am looking for some brochure, but I cannot find any. I must take a coach, but what time does it go? Does it go today at all? I think it's Sunday! I must have an email with all the details about the flight, and maybe there will be details about the coaches too. I feel even more anxious.(I believe I have lost my lucidity around here).
Its 3:30, I am standing in the lobby of my grand mum's house. It is a large cold room,with stone staircase up to the second floor and down to the basement. It always smells a little bit funny in there, thought I have never been able to identify the smell,its just the smell of my grand mum's cold lobby.
I have to leave, so I excuse myself and tell everybody that the homeless guy goes with me. But I cannot see him anywhere. I look around. I am surprised. Then he walks in from the kitchen. I tell him something (I don't know what it was) and his face just all brightens up, with a real happiness. I stand there, staring at him, thinking, what the hell have I said that made him so happy? He also stares at me, realizing that what he heard was not what I said. (I don't know how I know this. It's just a feeling). Then he gets all upset, his body posture weakens. I ask him what happened. He looks at me, and says "I thought, you said you were going to make me a cup of coffee". I can see the disappointment in his eyes. Then, everything stops. I just realize how much it meant to him, that someone would care enough to make him a cup of coffee,that someone would even offer him,in my eyes such trivial thing. I am starting to feel bad. Not for not making him the coffee, but for being so hard on him before... (this must come from the interaction with my friend the night before. We talked about life goals and directions, and as I often do, I was being a little bit hard on her, just to push her to realize what it is she wants to do and not what she is expected to do. I does work in most of the cases, but it may not be necessarily pleasant experience. She told me that even though it was helpful, I should be more supportive. I think she has a point. So I thought about it quite a bit before I went to bed).

Non-lucid / lucid

I am walking through my old school just looking at everything and how it seems so long ago. Then one of my old teachers comes out into the hallway and yells at me to get back in class. I am a little confused but get excited because it is one of the the best grades, fourth. I enter and the room and desks seem REALLY small. I sit at one and just observe everything.

I wake up and quickly fall back asleep

I am back in the fourth grade room but I am surrounded by some of my old teachers. I realize I am dreaming, but forget to do some reality checks. I run outside with the intention of flying. I think of myself to be like Neo and just will myself that I am going to fly. I am in the middle of a field and I crouch real low and then spring upwards flying like superman. However, I do not have control and fly around awkwardly like a balloon that was blown up and then all the air was released while the balloon spins around the air. With flying now under my belt I see a girl and immediately want to have sex. I run over to a girl and pull down her pants. She does not really want to at first, but then complies. Slowly the dream begins to fade.

(When I woke up to write this in my DJ as soon as I moved I felt like I lost half of it, but I think I have the full thing remembered now)

I'm in my Dad's office, I wonder how long I will have to wait here...I'm sitting, my mind wanders as it usually does
"Hey can you go get another fish for me? One of them in the bowl died."
"Sure" I go down the stairs and jump the last two, happy to be doing something.
There's a light rain, more of a drizzle it feels nice. I go across main street into a shop I've never seen before (I'm in this area a lot IRL)
I head into the shop it's a cramped library but it has a pet section which only has fish. There's a lot of old annoyed people there who look like they would yell at me for being in here if it wasn't a library.
I need a Goldfish but I see a milky white fish with black spots.
It's called a Star Tailed Bomber. I like this a lot but can't remember if it has to be a goldfish or not so I go back across the street and am reminded it has to be a goldfish.
"Screw it." I'm going to get the bomber, it'll look awesome enough that it won't matter. In the tank where there are supposed to be the fish are more goldfish. I must be lost. I get sidetracked and help these two kids find something they're looking for. I give them a dollar because they're short fifty cents. I walk to the exit of the library to back track to the spot where the fish were, when I get there the fish are gone, wasn't I asleep a while ago? I don't remember leaving the house...

I'm lucid.

The kids smile at me, I smile back.
"Hey I'm lucid do you want to come with me? We're going to have some fun."
They come with me as I wander the library, but I get bored, it's raining outside. I start spinning to change the scene and I imagine an oak forest but end up in a desert that blends into a pasture a while away. Part of this is minecraft so I chuckle to myself, I'm highly aware so I remember I want to increase vividness I remember the feeling of a breeze, the sun on my back and the crunch of shoes on sand. It feels great, the boy tugs at my leg and the girl looks at me.
"What is it?"
"You need to start on your way to the city"
The girl takes of a threadbare brown scarf and hands it to me, I somehow know how this works and throw it into the air, it unravels across the desert to the place I need to go to. I begin running quickly but come to a cliff I begin to walk up the cliff using the scarf as a way up theres another cliff on this one so I begin to walk up the same way. This isn't going to work I fall off about halfway up because the cliff curves inward. I fall twenty feet but assure myself that when I hit the sand it will be soft.
Falling feels fantastic
I get up and begin to shimmy up the scarf itself when I get to the top I'm in the pasture, the sand has faded away. I wander through a minecraft home it's nice I think but I want to have some fun.

I see an old Japanese man who says he'll race me to the other side
"Alright" I said grinning
I run into this city that has a pyramid on the left side (from my point of view) and a series of pipes and old dusty buildings.
It's a bustling place but the race happens 100 ft above the ground on the pipes and rooftops.
I jump onto the top of a wall around the pyramid it's easily fifty ft. up.
"Impressive" the old man says
I make another 50ft jump to the tip of the pyramid and begin sprinting on the pipes with perfect balance, I dive to the finish the sand cushioning my fall and laugh. I feel fantastic.
The man begins to train me in more advanced acrobatics, I fail one of his tests and am no longer aloud to be trained, I realize later he's not very good anyways, surprised I see the little boy and girl. The girl holds the fish bowl.
How the hell did they get up here?
Suddenly it hits me. They're spirits.
This is cool the boy wants to show me something and I realize they were my teachers all along. I ask the boy his name but he's quiet. The only thing I can remember was that it began by making a rolling sound with your tongue and than a word I can't remember.
"I've had fun you guys but I need to wake up"
"Aww"
"Promise you'll visit again"
Why not?
"Sure" I say
The girl hugs my leg and the boy laughs but neither of them is offended by this, I wave good bye and wake myself up.

DJ Log: February 5, 2011 – Morning, 6:00AM (USA Eastern)
Text color legend: · NON-DREAM · NOTES · DREAM · LUCID ·

(Note: After a long dry spell, I finally have a good lucid and make an attempt at the basic task.)

The early evening air is cool and smells like it has just rained. I am riding a black and chrome Harley Davidson with slash-cut straight pipes. A DC is clinging to my back as I rumble down a main city street, passing a cop in the left lane. The cop moves into my lane and follows me, turning on the flashing lights as I down-shift and speed up a bit. I put on my blinker and move right one lane. Seeing that the cop is glued to my ass, I move over another lane to the right and begin to pull over on the shoulder, slowing to nearly a stop. The DC riding with me taps me on the shoulder and says, “You know we're fucked now.” As I stop, I thought to myself, “What am I doing riding a motorcycle, and why am I stopping?”

I quickly become lucid and decide that stopping is not a good idea. I kick it back in gear and crack the throttle wide open, leaving a smoky trail behind me as I shift through a couple gears. As I weave through traffic, I notice that all of the other vehicles look a lot like the ones in the classic game Frogger; each lane having identical cars or trucks in it which are equally spaced. This makes it easy to slalom through them as I reach top speed. The road I am on turns into a regular 4-lane highway. Some of the cars were crashing into each other behind me as I speed by. There are several bicycles, tires, and other debris laying in the road, which I am running over. I turn off the highway and ride down an embankment to another smaller road with the cop a ways behind me.

As I'm cruising down the road toward another city, I find that I can pull up on the handlebars and make the bike jump and fly for short durations. This gives me enough time to jump over cars and small trucks. Entering the city, I find myself driving down a small alley which was too small for the cop to fit through. The DC said, “Finally, we lost that cop.” I cruise down a few more small streets, avoiding dumpsters and hobos, then I found myself on a long shipping dock. There is a large container ship not far from the dock, so I crack open the throttle, pull up on the handlebars and jump off the dock onto the container ship. I ride across the deck of the ship, weaving around some shipping containers and accelerate as I reach the end of the deck. I pull up an try to make the bike fly, but I end up landing in the water instead and the engine stalls. The DC yelled, “There goes a $5,000 engine. Good job, asshole!” Once I sink to the bottom, I hit the starter and it fires right up. Before I could get it in gear, the DC said, “I've had enough of this shit.” as he gets off the bike and runs away. I ride under the water for a while and find a good spot to get out. I manage to find a familiar road and follow it back home.

As I'm riding home, I notice that there is about 3 feet (1 meter) of flood water everywhere. Once I arrive at home, there are a few DC's working on some vehicles in front of the garage. The DC's look at me for a moment and then continue what they are doing. I figure it would be a good idea to hide the bike in case the cops are still looking for me. There is a large wooded area near the garage, so I ride there and find a good place to hide the bike. I slide the bike under a pile of sticks, between a cement wall and a chain-link fence.

I swim back to the garage and see that the cop is now in the driveway, walking toward the garage. I swim under the water and try to hide under a car in the garage. I couldn't fit under the car, so I go around the car and swim under a truck in front of the garage. The cop walks up and asks the DC's if they have seen me anywhere. One DC who is working on the truck says, “He's here right now.” and points under the truck. The cop gets down and looks under the truck, but he can't see me through the murky flood water. He turns on his flashlight and shines it around. I move toward the other side of the truck to avoid being seen, but he hears me moving and orders me to come out. As I begin to come out from under the truck, two of the DC's knock the cop down and pin him to the ground. The DC working on the truck runs away as a couple more come out of the garage. I stand up and suddenly remember the basic task, so I run over and try to kiss a DC. The DC pushes me away and I lose my balance, causing the dream to destabilize quickly. This is the dream's exit.

non dream - lucid - non lucid

I've been waiting for Sucker Punch to come out since it was announced.
I found a new Trailer for it yesterday (only seen the teaser so far), and I watched it quite a few times
because it reminded me of some awesome dreams I've had.



Whilst trying to fall asleep in the evening I kept playing out similar scenarios in my mind.
I tell myself that if I become lucid during the night, I want to remember Sucker Punch, and I want to go to that crazy and insane world.


I'm in Italy, following a mountain path I have walked a few times before.
It leads to a really good restaurant near the top of the mountain.
I stop to take a look at the scenery. It looks just like I remember it.
But something feels off. I slowly realize that I am in the dream world, though I don't know why.

I engage my senses, feel the wind, hear the noises of the nearby woods and try to see as many details as possible.
Then I remember, Sucker Punch!
Not sure how to approach this task I've set myself I close my eyes and let go of the current scene.
I try to remember the trailer. No specific details, more like atmosphere and how it made me feel.

I open my eyes and feel that I succeeded, though I'm not entirely sure what exactly it is I tried to do.
The scene has changed, I am in some sort of stone castle. There is a big door in front of me, presumably the main entrance.
The corridors are lit with torches. I try to anchor myself in this scene by further enabling my senses.
There is a lot noise coming from outside, a war is raging.
Something is trying to break through the door. Every time it gets hit it makes a cracking noise, it won't hold much longer.
I'm not really sure how to proceed.

I hear steps next to me, someone is stopping to my right. I turn around and I'm quite surprised by what I see.
It's Baby Doll, wearing the same sailor outfit as in the trailer, with a katana strapped onto her back.
Is she going to accompany me?

"You have to believe."
"I do... in fact... I don't just believe, I know"

She smiles and throws me her katana.
I take it out of its holster, it's beautiful, it feels oddly familiar.

The door breaks open. A huge creature comes in, at least 10m tall, wielding a double blade.
I start walking towards him even though I'm afraid.
The excitement and my sense of adventure is much stronger than my fear.
We both start charging at each-other. I dodge his blade and slice through his body with mine.
His body only provides little resistance to my blade, it goes straight trough.

I am outside of the castle, which seems to be floating on some sort of platform.
Yes, the castle is flying in the sky, over a city at war, and there are other platforms floating in the skies as well.
The city is partially on fire, there is smoke everywhere, and glowing shots hit he city and are shot from it into the skies.
To my left is another creature, wielding a minigun.
I can't get to him within time so I just do a slicing motion with my blade towards him.
Energy leaves the blade, hits him and cuts him in half.

Many more creatures are starting to climb onto the platform.
I grab the minigun, which is way to big and too heavy for me to use, but I still manage to do so somehow.
I can feel my muscles drawing energy so they can support the weight.
I start shooting the creatures down with the minigun, but there's too many.

"This way!"

That was baby doll again. I drop the gun and run towards her.
As I reach her she jumps of the platform... what??
I jump after her.

Below the platform is a railway system in mid air and a train is approaching.
I get it, we're going to land on the moving train.
But I'm falling fast, and the train is moving fast as well.
I close my eyes for the impact... believe...

I hit the train hard, but it doesn't hurt.
I open my eyes, we're both riding ontop of it.
The railway starts going vertical.
I look up, it leads to another platform high up in the skies.

Big bullets are shot from the city towards our train, this will end badly.
The inevitable happens and the train is hit hard, but a few cars in front of us.
The train starts to progressively explode from car to car.
We look at each-other... no choice.
We jump of the exploding train.

I flip backwards, so I see the world upside down for a moment.
For some reason this is an absolutely phenomenal feeling.
I turn myself around properly and feel the heat of the exploding train.
We're going down... falling past the castle platform, heading straight for the city.
The faster we fall the stronger I can feel the air pressure, and it's making a terrible noise.

I hear something. Baby Doll tried to tell me something.

"What???"
"I can't fly!"

That's right! I can!
I approach her mid-air and hold her in my arms.
I draw my wings of fire...

It HURTS.
My ribcage and my spine make a cracking noise, and I can feel it throughout my body.
The wings have to carry both of our weight and we're slowing down very quickly.
We fall through the clouds now approaching the ground.
I land on my feet hard, the ground beneath us crackles and the pressure of the impact throws things around us over.
For some reason she's now wearing a white glittery outfit.

In front of us is the city, and hundreds of these creatures are charging towards us from within it.
Suddenly, I have it all figured out.
I hand the katana back to Baby Doll and start focusing my energy as hard as I can.
The tattoo on my body catches fire and grows over my right arm and the right part of my face.
My wings burn hot, the flames become brighter every second.
The heat around me becomes extreme, but it doesn't hurt me, in fact I like it.
I feel insanely powerful.

I'm shot at by some of the creatures, but the bullets burn down due to the heat before they hit me.
My wings grow bigger and bigger. I feel ready.
I eject all of the accumulated energy and focus it towards the city.
My wings leave my body, they are now part of the insanely big fire dragon I just summoned.
It's wing span must be at least 100 meters.

I drop to my knees. This may have been a little too much energy, I feel dizzy for a second and my aura seems unstable.
I quickly manage to stabilize it though. I look towards the city.
The fire dragon has already destroyed all creatures in its path and is now ramming into the city.
The whole city catches on fire, the buildings are torn off the ground.
The war is over.

For some reason I know this war was over a key. A key Baby Doll needs.
I search for the key with my mind and find it in the burning remains of the city.
I draw it towards us with telekinesis.
It's a very simple key, one of those to lock doors within a house.
I hand the key over to Baby doll, because I feel that's what I'm supposed to do.
I get the weird feeling that the reason I'm here is to help her get the key.

She's happy to receive the key and gives me a kiss on my cheek.
Then she disappears.
Nothing happens for a few seconds.
I suddenly remember why wielding the katana felt so familiar...
It used to be my weapon of choice in childhood dreams... in fact I still own it... it must be somewhere in the dream world.
I want to find it... but it isn't in this world...

I don't know what to do next. It feels weird because nothing new is happening, that is very unusual.
I turn around.
A man stands right in front of me.
He punches me right into the face and it fucking hurts.
I wake up.

Note: My next goal is to find the katana I have used in childhood dreams.

I "woke up". I looked at my hands and they were distorted. I realized that this is a dream. I get out of my bed looked around a little to stabilize a dream. I was walking slowly towards the exit of my house and then suddenly my dream started fading away. I tried to do spin trick but it didn't succeed. I "woke up" again thinking that I have woke up from LD. I turned my PC on and logged in DV and wrote a dream in my DJ. After that I "woke up" again...I got out of my bed, went to bathroom and then I woke up again...This time I woke up for real...I guess?

I walk out of my cottage unto a huge grassy field and, though expecting sunshine, find instead a markedly gloomy discoloration/tint to everything.

A few more steps and I notice that there are people panicking everywhere... I mean grabbing their cheeks and screaming. Pounding their fists into the ground. Literally pulling their hair out. Being human, I start to lose my cool a bit because of their actions but before I turn to screaming and running around rampant I ask a few people what the hell is wrong with everyone. I get ignored until this woman, (who was a potato farmer if I had to guess) said "you must be ignorant. How have you not heard that the world is about to end. how have you not heard?" etc. etc.

I then think to myself "clearly this must be a dream", and as you know...yes. Although I did gain control of this one, it was kind of a clumsy control... it was some-what like being drunk. and trying to drive. I don't have a more logical analogy.

well, I begin to get a kick out of the horde of people panicking while i'm strolling around with a fat grin on my face... so I started to hum a song that I wrote spontaneously and I have it play out-loud. I don't really know if anyone in my dream noticed it, but I sure as hell did...because I decided to start dancing. Then I decided I wanted everyone to stop panicking and dance with me but I couldn't figure out how to control anyone else.

Eventually I decided that I could overhand throw "dancing" from my hands like baseballs and start hitting people, this goes on for a while and by now my song has turned into basically a house/techno beat, so i'm having a blast...I then stop and think to myself "wow this is the most casual i've ever felt while lucid...I should try to fly"

{background info, since this is my first post (I forgot i'm not writing this in my personal journal)...I can't fly. Every time that I try to fly I either wake up or just straight up can't do it. I have had one non-lucid flying dream in my entire life.}

so I quit shooting dance-moves at people, turn around and run full speed until I see that the ground is slopping gradually, as if i'm running down a gradual hill...I plant my feet and jump and spread my arms and... slowly descend back down :/ I then "moon jump" several more times, i'd say making it up to 20-25 feet high and probably do 5 or 6 jumps before I wake up, i guess out of a mild frustration





Enjoyed that one, but if anyone has any flying advice - that would be awesome.
I have sky diving on my to-do list...
Also, I don't live in a cottage or know potato farmers.

[This is a catch-up post. This dream is from the night of January 4-5, 2011.]

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

I'm flying around a large, elaborate, indoor shopping mall that has an upstairs and a downstairs level. [I don't remember how I became lucid, but I did.] Like real malls I've been to with upstairs and downstairs levels, there are lots of open spaces connecting the two. I fly down through one of them to get into the lower level and explore it. Some of the people who are in the mall see me flying, and I talk to some of them.

The lower level is completely enclosed with no windows. It's all painted off-white and appears to be mostly offices, rather than shops. When I get into this enclosed area, I start walking. I encounter a female DC and we start talking. At one point, I actually tell her, “You're a dream character!” She either ignores this or doesn't hear me, I don't know which.

While exploring the corridors and passageways of this enclosed lower level, I find a door that is an entrance to the Arlington Theater. [Although I identified it as such, it didn't quite look like that in the dream. It looked like a big theater for live performances, but without the decorative, themed walls, and even bigger and wider than the real one.] When I enter the theater, I exclaim, “I was looking for this place!” Then it occurs to me, Couldn't you have used an ability to get here faster, rather than just searching for it? I go to take an empty seat next to some of my high school friends. The performance we're watching is a live-action version of Jaws. At the end, I walk up to the very front of the theater and take a picture of the audience.

Then, I feel a need to start floating upward, just like a helium balloon, so I allow myself to. The ceiling of the theater is made up of several layers of pieces of canvas stretched out with ropes. I make my way between the pieces of canvas, sometimes detaching a corner and folding it back, until I float out of the building and into the sky.

The next thing I remember is being on a street corner. My dad and sister bicycle past me and tell me to stop at the corner before crossing the street, to be safe. I say yes, I will. I walk along the road I'm on. I think vaguely of trying to do something else cool, like run really fast, but I don't do it. I look at a photo [presumably the one I took of the audience in the theater; I'm working off brief handwritten notes here] in what I at first think is reality before I figure out that it must still be in my head, because I know that I was dreaming when I took that picture.

While still outside on the street [I think; not sure of the specifics of the transition here], I suddenly find that I'm lying down, and my entire body is vibrating. When I look up and to my left, I see a sleep paralysis monitor. It's measuring how much I'm vibrating. It looks like an oscilloscope, kind of like this one, only in the dream, the screen is all black and there's only one bright-green line across it, that grows thicker and takes up more of the screen as the SP intensifies. Below that line is a numeric readout, also bright-green, that jumps from 40% to 88% as I watch. Below the numbers, I see the words “You did it!” appear on the screen.

So this is what sleep paralysis feels like, I think. I know what it is, but I'm still just a little freaked out by the all-over, shaking, vibrating sensation. I realized that I had to be waking up and thought, No! I don't want to wake up yet! Go back! I tried to DEILD, but I couldn't think of a scene to visualize, nor could I calm myself down enough to visualize one. Eventually, the feeling went away, and I was awake and back to normal. [First time I've ever woken up into SP. Very interesting.]

When I went back to sleep after that, I had another non-lucid dream. This time, I'm in my church. The room seems to be the same size and shape as it is in reality, but lots of things about it are different. The piano is front and center [rather than off to the side], and I'm sitting a few feet behind the piano bench, with my chair up against the windows that form the front wall of the room. I'm watching Wendi play the piano. We talk to each other about something. We're attending Betty's memorial service [which was held the Saturday after I had this dream, and I knew that both Wendi and I were planning to attend].

Later, when we're at the burial service, I look down into the box that forms the underground enclosure for the coffin, and I can see furniture inside it.

After the service, I leave the church building. Outside it is a big, complex interchange of road overpasses and underpasses that spans across a straight main road. Airplanes are using this main road as a makeshift runway. I walk across one of the overpasses with my family to get to the overpass on the other side.

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Side notes:
This was the second night that I wrote down a goal before going to bed. This time, I wrote: “Goal: become lucid, look around at scene, make sure it's stable, then see what other verbal commands I can use.” This time, I accomplished the first two, but forgot about the second two. So far, based on two nights of experience, my working hypothesis is that writing down my goals is definitely helping me to achieve them, but that in the future, my goals should only consist of one or two actions at most, not three or four, because I don't seem to be remembering more than two.

i'm making this quick as im going to sleep:

I was in a dream and became lucid
I then "woke up " ( it was a FA) and tried to get back into my dream , like a DEILD. So i think i'm awake but i'm not and i'm even at my old home on the floor! lol (it should be noticed that my eyes felt like they were twitching, like REM)
I try to "deild" and it works, sort of. this time though in this dream I'm surrounded by darkness around me but can see right infront of me the new dream scape. I try picturing myself there, yelling , jumping but it didn't work.
I some how manage to ""project" my right hand into the scenery. So what it was , was me in the darkness but can see the scenery (like a rip in the darkness, a portal, or a rip in the fabric of time) and in that scenery I see my right hand floating there. I look down, where my hand should be and it's gone. Weird.

I then can no longer take the twitching feeling of my eyes so I decided to open them (expecting to be on the floor in my old house, because that's where i "started this deild".

I open my eyes, and i'm astonished to see my self in my regular house, on my bed.

La fin.

I was outside a building, maybe a bowling alley. I went inside and was in a room that looked sort of like mine, but the dimensions kept changing. There were 2 old ladys arguing and a friend of mine trying to get them to stop. I think Madison was there too. I left and walked around outside. I remembered more of this dream when I first woke up but not now.

I was in my room and I heard my little brother. I knew he was already at school so this must be a dream. I flicked the lights on and off to make sure. Nothing. I looked at the lights. The bulbs were gone and there were strange black and brass electronic devices in there place. I think this might have been my mind trying to rationalize why the lights didn't work but I didn't realize this in the dream. I went downstairs and played piano. I wasn't really playing, my mind had a song going and no matter what I played it played that song. I could sort of change the rhythm. I didn't really like the song.