lucid

I was lying there trying to fall asleep again after the first LD telling myself, I am going to have a LD. I got pretty comfortable and sleepy and my mind started to wander. I started thinking about skateboarding, about Burnside(the cement skatepark in the original tony hawk game) and what it would be like to do 540s and 720s over the spine, landing on the ground. I started to get some HI and saw an image of this, 3rd person. Then I was dreaming, I was at the top of a giant wooden rollin. It wasn't very steep but it was 20-40 feet tall. There were two ledges and one of them went down the rollin. I thought how could you skate these? Then I was sitting on the ledge that went down with my board on the ground riding down it. I became lucid while moving and decided to air off the quarter pipe across from it. I was going extremely fast. I launched into the air and became nervous because I had never done this in real life and didn't know what to expect. I was about 10 feet above the coping and I started flying because it wasn't working right. I got too excited and woke up, but not all the way.

I was typing a of paper on my friends macbook. I was in bed and I remember sitting with it on my lap feeling the heat from the computer. I was typing it in internet explorer instead of a word processor for some reason. I was typing it on two different tabs. In one I was typing ideas into little boxes and on the other I was typing on this blank green screen with no borders. The elder scrolls 4 kept popping up and interupting me. When I tried to close it another menu opened up. I kept getting interupted and i couldn't get comfortable in bed so I thought about using my bed as a table and sitting on a folding chair in my room. Then I decided it would be easier to just go set up on the computer desk in the other room.
When I went to walk there I walked through this hall where a jazz performance was going on. Some teachers from my school where playing but I couldn't really tell who. I kept going into the computer room. When I got there it looked completely different. It was a really nice study with bookshelves couches and a coffee table. It actually looked somewhat like my friend Ben's room but nicer. Ben, David and Adam* were in there and we talked for a bit, but I felt agitated since I couldn't do my work and kinda bored so I went back to the jazz performance. It looked like they were just finishing the last song, but it turned out they were just waiting for a singer. She walked out wearing a blue sparkly dress and the piano player gave her a big introduction. Then she didn't even sing. I saw an open seat up front and went and sat down. Then it turned into a master class. The piano player was teaching it and said something about a 13 bar major swing. He asked some people to come up to learn what he was teaching, one girl got up, then he asked me if I wanted to give it a try. I'm not too confident on the piano so I was reluctant at first, but then I thought, what the heck, even if I make a fool of myself it doesn't really matter, I shouldn't pass up the opportunity for a free lesson. This lack of fear was my first tip that I might be dreaming, it didn't register consciously but I could feel a shift. As I walked up there I saw two gay guys in their underwear standing on a balcony or overpass sort of thing smoking cigarettes(went to a fucked up website yesterday trying to find information about a movie). There was something wrong about the dimensions of the piano too, so I stuck my finger through my hand. A DC next to me said what the fuck are you doing?!? I laughed. I thought about going off and doing my own thing, but I wanted to see what the piano player was going to teach me. He played this lick that was 3 successive 3 note patterns played 3 times each(the last one might have been played an extra time or lead into something else)They might have been Eb Db B, Db B A, Db A Gb, but I couldn't really get the lick. I kept asking him what the first note was and would he at least play it so I could hear it, but he wouldn't. My hand(my real one) got extremely itchy and I woke myself up scratching it on my stubble.

Gah, my recall has been really awful lately. Too much stress, and not enough time to write down the dreams I do remember. And now, this:

2/4/10

1- Reunion with Leroy
I am horrified to note that all of my front teeth have been horrifically chipped... Upon closer inspection, they all look more like fingernails than teeth, and are mangled quite severely. "No way this is real," I say to myself with a snort after overcoming the initial shock. "I've gotta be dreaming."

A reality check proves me correct, and I go outside to think about which of my tasks to attempt. When I get outside, however, I notice that it is far too dark for my liking, which indicates that the dream is unstable. No problem. I rub my hands together, then focus on raising the sun. It works--- but only for about two seconds.

As I'm going for a second attempt, I spot a dark figure approaching me. Suddenly I'm filled with overwhelming terror. "Leroy," I mutter under my breath. It has been so long since I've seen him that I no longer remember how to deal with his fear aura. I simply stand there, frozen, my heart pounding in my chest. Without even a greeting, he abruptly grabs my leg and jerks my feet out from under me, digging his nails into my skin as my back slams to the ground. I feel no pain from his nails, but it feels as though he's screwing with my energy.

Anger wins over the fear. I roughly pull him onto the ground with me and we begin wrestling for control. After a while, he lets me pin him to the ground. He stares up at me, that damned infuriating smirk playing on his lips. Now all of my fear is long forgotten as I lean forwards to kiss him...

...but the dream destabilizes and he vanishes.

Ugh. I certainly hope that Royal Manipulation dream I had wasn't true. If so, EWW! Either way, I need to learn some self control.

As per usual, I "woke up" into a dream. It's kinda annoying how I get lucid in the same place each time. I would like to get lucid in a wierd area for once!

Anyway, I had several dreams last night but can only remember enough of two to write down.

Holiday

Awake

I'm in some sort of shopping centre. I have a dim recollection of it as I take a look around. The cieling is made of glass, and the place is extremely crowded. I'm on my own, which makes me feel intimidated since I have no idea where I am. There are several sections, pathways which lead off to different areas of the centre, organised by genre. I'm about to go down the gaming section, but my feminine side wins over, and I go to the area with a large red sign saying "Fashion" in curvy writing.

I walk in my usual fast pace, but a tall woman wearing a pale blue, halter-neck dress catches my eye. The dress is beautiful. I walk up and ask her where she bought it and in what size. She tells me it is in a size 225, which makes me frown in confusion. Before she speaks, a young man appears next to me, smiling. He asks if he would like to buy me a drink in the local tropical fruit juice bar (no alcohol for me I'm afraid!). I grin and accept the offer.

He leads me through the crowd, to a tall brown, carribean looking bar, like the ones on beaches abroad. The people inside look spanish. I look around, noticing that everyone looks a little spanish. I must be on holiday! I order a berry smoothie. I take a sip, it's delicious, but would be better with banana added to it.

The man who served me glowers down. He said I must not drink until I pay. The guy who brought me here said it's ok, and fishes around in his pockets. A woman comes over and says I must pay. I'm starting to get very confused. The three of them start argueing, as I stand awkwardly, holding my smoothie. Eventually, I pull some coins out of my pockets. I find it difficult to count the correct amount, but soon enough I hand the money over.

Waking Up

Semi-Lucid Lucid

I'm in my bed. I know I'm dreaming, as always when I wake up into this. A FA? I don't know. I find it very difficult to move. My jeans and t-shirt seem to be sticking uncomfortably to me. As soon as I'm out of my bed, I RC several times.

Yes, I'm dreaming. My lucids are gradually getting clearer and clearer. Not fully realistic yet, but getting there. I wonder if dream control will be an issue for me, since lucids like these don't happen too often. "No" I think. "My visualisation skills are good. I can do anything."

I switch on a dim light, open my door, and walk downstairs. I head into the living room, which I haven't done in these dreams before. Daylight is shining in through the window. My dog, a labrador, is lying curled up on the t.v stand, the actual t.v nowhere to be seen. I smile at how odd it is, but don't go over to see him. He just lies and watches me with his big brown eyes.

I jump onto the sofa below the window, and jump through. I pass most of the way through, until my foot gets stuck. I drag it through and drop to the ground.

And then I woke up. Not quite sure why, but I did

It was pretty cool though, because I've only ever had a few clear lucids, whereas the rest I counted as semi ones. I think I'm starting to get the hang of this, finally! Also, now that I have more time to lucid dream, my non-lucids have gotten clearer too.

Looking forward to more

Not much luck during the night last night, but I went back to bed at around 1 for a nap and tried out binaural beats for the first time.

I was very pleased with the effects of that, I didn't get into a sustained lucid state but I realised that I was dreaming which was enough for a 30 minute nap.

Basically I was being chased around by invisible warthogs from halo and being shot at lots, somebody (also invisible) lunged at me with a sword which somehow didn't kill me. Instinct (from when I used to play the game) kicked in and I kept shooting at the area where I expected the invisible person to be. At this point I realised that this sort of thing doesn't happen in real life and that I was dreaming. Unfortunately at this point I woke into SP and then my alarm went off shortly after.

Dream Lucid Me DC

Fragment 1
I was playing an game where I needed to kill some bananas. () 1 banana was my character and he got different weapons by catching power-ups.

Dream 1
My friend E showed an video to my classmate M. First it had some soldiers walking through a forest. In one cave in the forest were some Disney-like animals. They went to search for a new place to live. One started to walk through the forest. It transformed into a human girl. As it came out of the forest to an hut, an wierd cloud monster thing appeared, saying "You have been in the forest for 30 days. You still have 32 days when you can do it for free. Are you sure you want to exit?" . It let the girl go, because she had only 1 coin. Later an boy came there too and the girl tried to warn him for not holding too much money, but the monster catched him. Then it changed to some guy explaining about some Pokemon movie. There were a boy and a girl running on tiles which floated on water. (I swear, I have seen that place before in my dreams.) Then they came to Hyrule field from Ocarina of time. The "camera" changed to film from up, and I couldn´t see anything, because there were so many trees in front. Then I killed couple of monsters before the dream changed.

Dream 2
I was in my grandparents house, eating broccoli. Without any reason, I realized I was dreaming. I went outside and started to fly. (Floating is easy for me.) I wanted to go to the Lucid crossroads again, but this time I needed to figure out how to fly faster. Well, I tried it for a while and found a way to go faster, but every time I looked up too see my destination, I started floating downwards. I then pulled my right arm to the front (Superman style.) to make sure which way I was going. I began to fly to the clouds. As I got in, the clouds turned into white cubes, and I saw some bakteria-like balls, with lots of lever on them, on top of the clouds.. I boarded one and tried to pull the levers. My classmate A appeared to instruct me and he told me, that this place was an digestion system and these "balls" were mustard. (WHAT???) Then E appeared too and we began to talk about something. (Oh right, I got E interested in lucid dreaming too. ) I then realized we were going right down to some things belly. "Get out of here, fast!" , I shouted. We flew off as the mustard fell down. As we landed me and E had a short talk about something. I saw an mirror on the other side of our grandparents pond and decided to fly through to get to the Crossroads. I flew through it and on the other side were two huge kids and their dog. (Or was I just small?) It licked me couple of times and I stepped backwards out of the mirror. I tried flying to the clouds again. On top of the clouds was some kind of flying fortress, apperently owned by some evil baron. I got the ability to shoot freeze rays from my hands (It was so cool.) and I shot couple of guards. I flew to the fortress (A huge hollow cube that had some giant Goombas circling around it, some with bicycles.[Okay, seriously, WHAT???]) I destroyed the barons tower monster thing and he gave me an power star for doing so. (I think I play too much videogames.) I began to faint and he had a big grin on his face. "Fool, don´t you know that most power stars are cursed?" Dream skips and i´m in jail. I open a chest and found an wierdly shaped metal plate. I place it into the key socket, and the gate opens. I enter a train that is flying on water, and find the baron. I point him with an ice ray pistol and say something like "Looks like you´re screwed." I exit the train, and see a small island in the sea under me. "Could that be the Crossroads?" , I think. I start flying closer and see some details. "It is!" But as I get closer it turns out to be just an room made in Habbo hotel. (PROFANITY!) The dream ends.

Dream - Lucid

I was in my old apartment, in the bathroom. I had a record player and some old CD's I was playing on it. I think I was trying to play an old Eiffel65 CD. Everything was dark, and the remote for my record player wasn't working. I wondered to myself what made me want to live alone again, since I had moved home because I didn't want to live alone. I tried the remote again, and it tried to make me enter a password on the digital screen of the player. I didn't know the password. I left the apartment, and tried to call my mom because I was lonely. I got some weird hold music and a weird pre-recorded hold message. I saw many people in beds as I was going down the stairs. I had to step over them, because it seemed like their beds were just kind of in the middle of nowhere. I remember one of the sleeping people being an old friend, Alex.

~

I was shopping for bargian Christmas decorations and ornaments for my mom. I found a few, but they were ones she had bought and returned because she ended up not liking them.

I was then in my house, looking at these things through the glass of one of our cupboards. I asked my mom some questions about them, asking if she had previously had this blue Christmas decoration that lit up. It had big, blue stars and a cartoonified Santa on top.

Then, my mom started trying to come on to me? (Fucking WEIRD), and asked me if I was a lesbian. I told her no, I was 100% straight. Then, she admittid she was a lesbian. WTF MOMENT. I was dumbfounded.

Then, I was at this scavenger hunt thing with a group of sorority girls, the leader of whom was an old friend I met when I lived in the dorms, Nicki. I was holding a cute little handbag with a swirly, multi-colored 70's pattern on it. A girl asked me how to open it, because she didn't know how. The prize for the scavenger hunt was gaining access to some secret sorority information, which I didn't care about. I was just doing the hunt to humor Nicki. We went around for awhile, finding hints and such, when I saw my mom and one of my female professors (who is very butch-looking in waking life) trying to attach some sort of tag onto a magent on a refrigerator, proclaiming that my mom was a lesbian. They were having trouble with it, and, with tears in my eyes, I helped my mom attach the tag to the fridge. It was like an ID tag, saying she was gay. I went into the next room, and my mom was laying on a couch. I was very upset with her. I yelled,
"You're not my mother!", and she didn't say anything.
I wasn't upset because she was gay, I was upset because she had hid it and tried to cover it up for so long. I was upset because she wasn't being true to herself. I asked her
"Why did you even marry dad?", to which I recieved no reply. She just gave me a solemn look.
Then, my dad appeared in place of my mom, saying that a divorce would be too expensive or something along those lines.

~

I was in some sort of videogame similar to Little Big Planet. I was skateboarding up some obstacles, and kept having to restart because I kept falling back to the bottom of the course. I got to this huge, blue slide, and took a carpet-type thing and slid down it. Someone I knew from high school, an obese guy, was trailing behind me, saying that he could go faster if he wasn't so big. I was flying down the slide, having a great time.

I then figured out that my cousin was going to Germany, and taking Belle, my kitten with her for a 2 week trip. She was going to take her as a carry-on on the airplane. I had apparently agreed to let her do this, because she didn't want to go alone. I had told her that Belle was very "travel-friendly" (she's not at all in waking life). I remembered telling her this when we were very young. I regretted this decision.

Then, I was in the car with my mom, going to our house. I was crying and very upset about her taking Belle, because apparently, she had come to get her already and was gone. I tried to deny ever letting my cousin take her, but my mom told me that I had already agreed to it. I told her I wanted to change my mind, and I wanted Belle back. Nothing worked. I then figured out that they probably wouldn't let the cat over there anyway for some reason.

I started to wake up, but my head screamed "I'M DREAMING! I'M DREAMING!", but I thought it was too late. I was then back in the dream, in my room. I examined my right hand. I counted 6 fingers. I flew around a little bit, frantically thinking about my dream guide. I went down into the kitchen, and wanted to find the young black man from my previous LD. I told him to appear in the broom closet. I opened the door, and he wasn't in there. I then yelled
"Dream Guide, APPEAR!"
Nothing happened.
I started trying to float up through the ceiling, thinking about how easily I could fly in LDs now. I broke the celing, and saw lots of insulation. I floated back down, examined my hands trying to prolong the dream, but I inevitably woke up.

~

I was at work, at another location we had apparently opened up. I wasn't working, just observing. It was all men who were working there, and all they were serving was cold coffee drinks and food. No hot coffee. I saw a nasty kitchen that was visible to the public through glass. I saw a little black girl, and she started telling me about how she didn't want a grilled cheese because it had so much stuff on it. I asked her what she got, and forgot what she said. She said something about her daddy buying her houses. I answered her and turned around, and a girl in line thought I was talking to her. I told her I wasn't.

Then, Andrew, a man who used to work at the shop in waking life, told me they could used my help. I said ok. I looked behind the glass and saw this nasty machine that squirted mayo on sandwiches. I gagged.

Then, I was apprently on break from work, and trying to clock back in. I saw a touch-screen computer station to clock in on, and entered my number to clock back in, and this little mechanical arm with a small arrow-point on the end emerged. It started to prod and poke my hand. It didn't hurt, but felt very uncomfortable. When it was done, it said on the screen "SPECIMEN RECOGNIZED".

Then, I was in the car at a stoplight of an intersection. My friend, Jase, was in the car in front of me. He was talking on the phone and smoking a cigarette. The car was red and submarine-like. He was trying to turn, but was very close to my car. I ignored him, when I felt someone hit my car. Apparently, Jase hadn't been paying much attention to the road. I looked up, and Jase was wrecked into my car and a jeep. The jeep was totaled. The guy inside, who was about our age, looked very annoyed. We all pulled over, and I put my emergency lights on. Jase apologized to me, and I looked at my front bumper where he had hit me, and there was nothing more than a scratch. I told him it was fine. I thought that I was probably going to be late for work, but I didn't care too much.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING

22:30

“The tourist” meets “Indiana Jones” meets "An Adventure"
I’m inside an alternative version of the movie “The Tourist”. The cover of the agent played by Angelina Jolie is blown. I am the guy played by Johny Depp. She meets me at some back alley when she is being chased by two bad guys. We fight them but we lose and we are kidnapped.
I then get out of the body of the guy and I am just my own self. I follow them into some tunnels of mines. Like in Indiana Jones, I am on one of those cars on tracks, going deeper and deeper into the mine. I end up on some gallery which opens above some big cave, with openings to a cliff over the sea. I am being helped by the kids from a Portuguese book collection loosely inspired on Enid Blyton’s books. At least, the group resembles the one from those books, although the only DC which is really clear to me is the geeky guy.
We come up with a plan to pretend we are ghosts – making sounds, dropping things on the bad guys, etc – hoping to confuse them and scare them away. It has some effect, but it is the police, which ends up arriving, who captures them. Meanwhile the parents of the kids came along with the police and the kids fear their reaction for having got into such dangerous situation. But the police calls them heroes so the parents go easy on them.

Running tests
Fragment of a strange LD which started as a thriller and which I use to run some tests on the power of genius intuition vs. logic reasoning for solving a case and the effects of love and passion over something else.

1:50

Stray dogs
With my dad walking a street. We see a stray dog who seems lost and is walking dangerously in the middle of the road. My dad says he wants to turn some other way, because he can’t watch if the dog gets hurt. I say that we should help him. I run to middle of the road, but the dog runs away from me, not facilitating the rescue. There are cars coming, so I decide to teach him in 10 seconds to fear the road. I scream and scare him away from there. He only feels safe from me when he is on the sidewalk. I hope it will help him in the future to stay out of the road. Then I get on a bus with my dad and we see some lady attending to some other dog who has been hit by a car. It has his guts out, so I don’t think he’ll survive. I tell my dad we can’t avoid meeting with violence or death, even if we try, so it’s better to just face it in the eyes and do our best to help those in danger.

3:00

Deceitful red-head and burglars
Talking with some friends through a cell phone conference, to arrange a meet-up with dinner. I walk through a city, which feels like Lisbon. I am with two other girl friends and on the phone are some guys who are kind of rockers. They say they want to dine at the Hard Rock Café and I think sarcastically “How original...”
My two friends are walking a bit further away from me, at some distance from each other. I stop a bit to arrange details about the dinner when I see a really nice wooden medieval door on my left, half-open. I get half-lucid and my curiosity takes me inside. It’s like a stone paved patio with houses around, but with a ceiling. It’s very dark, some purple lights illuminate slightly the windows from the houses around and the ceiling has those LED lights which replicate the effect of stars in the sky. I see some stairs going from the right upper corner of the patio to some unknown place. I’m curious about where it leads, but I want to go back and meet my friends before I lose them. I turn and bump into one of them who followed me there. She says we should go see what’s at the end of those stairs. I agree but what about the other girl? She doesn’t know the city, she’ll get lost. She calls her on the cell phone, to meet us there. Then we head to the stairs, but some attractive red hair girl comes in our way, asking for our purses. I ask if I can take my camera and she says yes, but the rest stays there with her. Hum, ok. Then she leads us through a side tunnel at which end is a card box on the exit to a backstreet. I find that weird and ask if that’s safe. She guarantees it is, because she is always there. No she’s not! What about when she goes inside to bring people here? I find that really odd. I ask, what about some number tags so she doesn’t hand the bags over to the wrong people. Then she hands us some stickers with numbers. I’m still not happy, but I look at her one last time to try to feel if she’s trustworthy. She looks beautiful, elegant and competent. I decide I’ll have to trust her. Usually it’s easy to know who not to trust. The opposite is harder. As soon as we leave and she thinks we went up those stairs, she gets outside to meet some van full of guys. But I actually stayed behind sneaking on her. She hands them something and leaves and the guys get out of the van and head to the box with our purses. Oh no! I run and drag my friends with me to meet those thugs. We keep them off our stuff and try to protect other people’s stuff too, but they are too many and start slapping and pushing us around. I notice there’s a lot of grocery bags in the box, so I offer them the food if they leave the purses alone. I think they agreed, because in the end, I’m checking which food is in there and distributing it to them.

5:00

Just want some peace of mind
With my BF on some very straight lined building, like a museum from the fascist period. For some reason I feel uncomfortable there and with him, so I try to get away, First slowly, so he doesn’t notice, but then a bit faster. As soon as I am outside, going up some staircase, I decide to fly away. But all I manage is to hover a little bit. I try harder to levitate and as I do it, I become lucid.
I finally manage to fly high easily and by seeing the terraces over the buildings down below, I chose to sit on one and do a short meditation practice [I decided to try to remember to do it on every lucid I have, even if then I go do something else.] I sit and make a prayer to Guru Rinpoche. I also try to visualize him, but instead what happens is that a bunch of DCs appear sitting by my side, chatting and pushing me, really annoying me. I kick a girl down the building, thinking that she is just a product of my mind, trying to distract me. But I couldn’t help feeling bad for using violence. The doubt in my mind opened a breach and all the DCs jump over me, attacking me furiously. I fly high again trying to get rid of them. I sit at another rooftop. I repeat the prayer and I see the blue orb light I saw once when invoking the medicine Buddha. It is steadily coming in my direction. I’m thrilled but also wondering what it is and why it is coming at me, since I didn't summon the same entity of the last time the blue orb appeared. So many questions make it go away, by making a U-turn and disappearing to where it came from.
Once again, there are DCs by my side, but these are quieter. On my right side is the geeky guy. I ask him: “By chance, are you my DG? Because you’ve been a lot in my dreams these last few days.” He doesn’t reply, just smiles mysteriously at me. Then some really big guy appears out of nowhere to attack me and I decide this dream is over, I can’t do anything here without DCs beating me up.

Resuscitating a baby
I go through the dream fabric, like my DG told me to and it works so well again! All goes a bit dark, I feel my body in SP and I think maybe I'll try out an AP. But I forgot exactly how to proceed and I precipitate to just another LD.
I find myself in a tiny cubicle with a door in front of me and a lady by my left side, telling me to please go inside. She opens the door and I’m at some surgery room on a hospital. There are two nurses by the side of a surgery table. They look somber. A white sheet covers a very tiny body and they carefully remove it to show me an inanimate baby. They look at me as if they expect my help, but I wonder what I can do. Then I am drawn into passing energy to the baby through my hands. One of the nurses asks me not to touch him, so I do it at some distance from his body. Very soon after he is regaining colours, looking refreshed and healthy and he even talks! The baby repeats “Aleluia! Aleluia!” and I think how freaky that is. The nurses thank me, with tears in their eyes and the lady who brought me in takes me back to the cubicle where I first arrived and closes the door behind me thanking me for the miracle.

Spicy underground pub
Everything gets a bit dark again and I feel myself floating through the ceiling and arriving at some other place. The first thing I notice is a kind of comic book hanging on a wall with hand writing on it. I take it down and go through the pages to decipher the message on it. It says something like “You have the opportunity to make a difference. There’s someone (?) who is going to be accused of terrorism (or to be victim of terrorism) and you can help preventing that.” Then it says a location and even some websites for more info, but I just get lost and almost wake up trying to memorize all that data. [On waking up the info didn’t made any sense, although coherent and the place existent. The only web address I could remember led me to a porn website (LOL).]
I try to stabilize the dream by looking around to where I am. It looks like a bar, a bit dark and spicy. The name of the place is pictorial and phallic and three guys there tell me people call this place by names like “little dick” or “hardon”. I conclude the websites I saw on the paper were probably related to this place and not to the message I read, which could be just a big joke anyway.

Riding a dragon
I then see a tiny door on the left wall opening briefly and some weird looking guy with horns peaking briefly. Then the door closes again. I go there and knock. A muscled guy with horns appears and asks what I want. I ask back who is he. He says he’s a dragon caretaker and that he was just peaking but won't go in, because he has to go back to his dragons. I feel excited with the possibility of being around dragons and I ask him if I can see them and ride one. He smiles and says “Sure!” I enter and he closes the door. It is again some kind of small cubicle, and there’s another opening right opposite to the door. I see a dragon’s head peaking and then going away. I go check it out and I see a cloudy sky below me and dragons flying around. The guy calls the dragon back and I ask him “How shall I ride him? How do I command him?” He laughs and tells me “Don’t worry, they speak English.”, “Ah, ok.” The dragon reappears and offers me one of his horns to grab. I do so and then jump to his back. I ask him if it’s ok to grab his horns, he says yes, but I decide it might be uncomfortable to him, so I hold on to a kind of bonny collar he has around his neck. He then plunges downwards and it’s the most amazing lucid thing I ever did! Wooohooo, I’m riding a dragon!!! He flies above the clouds and then we go under the clouds and I see green planes with lakes all over. When things are calmer and he is flying at cruise speed, I ask him is name and what is this place. He says he’s Orion and this is Souldart – I ask him to repeat the name of the land and I understand it clearly [but on waking up, I’m not so sure, it sounded something like Souldart]. He then takes me over some city. The people are beautifully dressed in tunics and they live in what look like fancy roman villas. The dragon takes me across some patio sided by white stone columns and with a rectangular shallow lake in the middle where some kids play together under the care of a lady. He tells me this place used to be magical but it is now dying with the end of the old religion. I want to ask more, but as we slide through the air and I formulate questions in my mind, the dream fades and I wake up.

7:00

I get into town and I am at my old house. I go downstairs and everything is mainly gone except for a chair and small TV that is in the corner. I am watching TV for a bit and my uncle comes down and says hi. He asks me what I got my brother for Christmas and I tell him nothing yet. He seems worried and tells me it is the 24th. I rush upstairs and go to find some clothes to wear out. When I look in my closet I notice I have many orange polo shirts. Wondering what these are I look at them and notice they are the orange country club employee polo shirt. I wonder how these got here and think of Steve. Suddenly Mark Hauth is in my room for no reason. I go into the kitchen to talk to mom and forget about buying presents. I talk to here about this experiment back and shoulder surgery I recently heard about. A major incision is made in the back and a strange device that pulsates every once in a while is fit around the incision with screws. The person uses something like a back scratcher to activate the device.

I am in some sort of hotel with a bunch of friends and I am looking for my crush.
I do reality checks so much now that I often do them just to do them, this is the case
here. I do a reality check just to see if I'm dreaming, nothing prompted me. I don't
think I'm dreaming but I try to put my finger through my palm anyway. To my astonishment,
it works. I become lucid for a few seconds walk around the hallway. I think, hey "This
brings my lucid count to 3!". Wrong, its 2. Later, the lucidity faids just as soon
as it started and so does the dream.

Today I was also hellbent on becoming lucid again, so I did the same thing I did the first time. It's like every single day I think I'm going to lose my dream recall and then it comes right back to me. Anyways, I preformed a successful MILD today, and had kind of an odd dream before it, here it is.

I'm with three other girls at my school. They want to show my a secret room. It has sort of a secret passageway through the wall. We all go in. The compartment's kind of small, like a boiler room. There are a couple of urinals there. The girls go there to pee.

"Okay?" I think to myself.

I just turn to a different direction and wait for them to finish. Afterward I show my friend Elmer the secret passage way. During this dream I end up going there all the time or something like that. Then one time I hear someone over the PA saying

"C.J., we no where you are, just come out."

Apparently I'm in trouble. Instead of talking in the office we go to a movie theater and watch a movie that Elmer made. It's basically documenting how Elmer told one person about the secret room who told a bunch of other people. The whole movie is in text, but not plain, like fancy animated text. Something like this: YouTube - RoosterTeeth.Com Member Video Contest Entries Part 1

Afterward I tell Elmer that I feel very sick. My nose is bleeding, I have a scratchy throat and I'm crying blood. After that I wake up at around 7:45 a.m., 4th of February 2011. In waking life, I'm actually sick too. I ask my dad if I can stay home and he says okay. I fall back asleep.

I'm in my apartment. I believe I'm writing in my dream journal. The text I write is appearing on the building across from mine. For some reason instead of writing about my dream I just write "42". I then quickly delete it. I hear something on the radio that some Colombian Gun show hosts will be coming in, and to not be alarmed if you see people armed with guns. "Uh oh." I think to myself. "That can't be good. I quickly run to the door and try to lock it but it's too late. Three people armed with red dot sighted M-16s kick open the door. They don't say anything, but they have a smile on their faces. Everyone (my aunt and a couple of my cousins are there) goes into the kitchen and sits down. I turn to my dad.

"We have to do something."

"Just sit down." He replies in a whisper.

"But-"

"Please."

I realize I'm being an idiot and that I shouldn't be a hero. My dad's cellphone begins to ring. I take it and quickly turn the volume all the way down.

"Thanks son." he says.

My older cousin next to me keeps trying to whisper to me but I tell him to just be quiet.

Everyone, including one of the gunman, slowly transitions into the living room. One of the gunman take my aunt's laptop. My young cousin pleads (she's only 10).

"No no, that's mommie's computer."

"It's okay sweetie." My aunt tells her.

"Well if you didn't want them to take it you should've probably hid it." Says my dad.

He's right. I go into my room to see if there's anything I don't want them to take. But it's too late. My computer, my most prized and valuable possession, it's gone.

"No, anything but the computer!"

I start to panic. I decide to go to the lead gunman and ask him for my computer back. I go into the living room where he is. He's black(I'm guessing Colombian but probably not), has crazy hair with orange highlights in it, and wears a suit, along with the other gunman.

"Excuse me sir."

"You have an email address?" He asks me.

"Y-Yes."

"It's gaz isn't it?" (it really isn't but in the dream it was).

"Y-Yeah."

"Maybe I should get rid of you, what if you remember." (I think he means his face)

No I really start to panic. The dream fades out. I realize my computer is still here, and everyone's stuff is in order. Usually I would just brush this off with a sigh of relief and get out of bed. But not today. These are my dreams, and no one pushes me around in my dreams. I decide to attempt a MILD. I rest my head. I repeat the mantra "You will enter your previous dream and realize that your dreaming", "You will enter your previous dream and realize that your dreaming". I fall asleep and find myself in the living room, but the dream collapses and I wake up again. I try again. "You will enter your previous dream and realize that your dreaming", "You will enter your previous dream and realize that your dreaming". Once again, I find myself in the living room. The lead gunman (I'll call him Larry) is making his way through the door with all our stuff. I rub my hands together and look at them to stabilize the dream. I slowly feel all my control from my waking body transfer to my dream one. It feels good, like I'm letting go. I run through the door into the hallway. I try to spawn a SCAR-L, but it doesn't end up happening, but I don't need it...

"Hey! That's my stuff you have there!" I yell to him.

"And what are you going to about it?" He asks me.

I charge towards him. We get into a intense fight. We are both masters of kung-fu. I throw kick after kick, punch after punch. He lands a couple on me as well, he's got some good moves. Every counter he throws at me I counter back, striking with my elbow, my foot, and my fists. One of the gunman throw him nun chucks, big mistake. He hits me a couple times, but I grab them from him and start whipping his ass with it. He's okay, but no match. I land one final kick on his stomach. He's had enough. He stumbles away grasping his stomach. I jump on his back and put the nun chucks around his neck.

"Oh no santa, there's a couple of gifts in your bag that I need to get back." At first I'm fixated on getting my computer back, but then I realize that this is only a dream and I don't really need them.

"Oh and one more thing," I tell him.

"next time you see me, I'll have guns."

"Holy fuck." He says as he stares at me in amazement.

I get into the elevator. Two other people get in too. There both me. One is the me that is asleep and dreaming. He wears a white turtleneck sweater. He has his eyes closed and a smile on his face.

The other guy is lucid me. He wheres something like a black trench coat with the collar popped and a black shirt underneath. His eyes are open and he's got a scowl on his face. He's pissed and ready to kick ass.

I think there was another person in the elevator but I can't remember.

"Well there's gonna be a lot of guys down there, but this is a dream, and you know what that means? It's time to kick some ass."

The doors of the elevator open. I expect a fight, but everyone there just cowers at the very sight of me. There's about two dozen of them. I just grab them by their jackets and throw them on the floor, one by one. There are other people in the lobby who're helping me out too. I got to the mailbox room to see if any gunman are hiding. I find a bunch of nerds wearing batman costumes (the 70's version).

"Get the fuck out of here!" I tell them.

"Hey this costume's classic." One of them yells at me as I walk away.

The day is saved. I've comeback to claim my territory, I have saved my people. Job well done. Out of nowhere I start thinking about super models. Behind me where the elevators are supposed to be appears a stage. The curtains open and around a dozen topless models are on stage dancing.

This is enough to destabilize the dream.

I wake up at around 9:00 a.m., 4th of February 2011.

Job well done indeed.

Non-Dream/Comment
Dream
Lucid Dream

So, I've been frustrated recently with not being able to recall my dreams, however this one pleased me, since I became lucid. And it contained copious amounts of sexual content, which I edited. >.> Anywho, I was laying on the couch watching Criminal Minds when I fell asleep...

I found myself in a cell, and looked around myself. I saw my friend Nathan sitting on a bed, with tan sheets. He had one foot up on the bed, and just nodded at me. On the other side of the room, my brother, Miguel, was simply laying down on another bed looking at the ceiling. I asked them what was going on, to which Nathan replied,

"We went back in time, and got arrested..."

After that, memories of this arrest came back to me. So I simply nodded and stood up. I walked up to the cell bars and tried to see outside the cell as best I could. Indeed, it appeared as if we went back in time since everyone else was wearing things that you'd see in Medieval times. Chain mail, peasants, guards carrying maces... you know. Anyways, I turned back around and leaned against the cell bars, and saw Nathan drawing with a marker on the stone wall. He goes on to explain to me that we got here by drawing a portal with a marker. (I lol'd) He said he was trying to get back to our time period, but the portal wasn't working like it was before. Nathan would draw the circle, but then the mark on the wall would simply disappear. I asked him if I could try, and he tossed me the marker. I walked up to the bed and stepped up, getting close to the wall. I drew a large circle, but it just disappeared like before. I tried again and again, to no avail. After awhile, I simply gave up. Nathan convinced me to try again, and this time, the circle took the appearance of the surface of water, and when you touched it, it felt like your hand was wet, although there was nothing on it. So we all simply slipped through it, and appeared in some building.

We were in an elevator, and I heard the woman next to us talking to her daughter. I didn't hear what she was saying beforehand, but one thing she said caught my attention...

"...but since we're in a dream..."

And that made it click for me.
I looked around the elevator thinking, This is a dream! It's a dream! I remembered not to get too excited, or else I'd wake up. So I decided to examine my hands in order to prolong my lucidness. I can see all the lines and such in my hand, and after a few minutes, I look up around myself. Everything is much clearer than before. I want to change my location, so I close my eyes.

When I open them, I'm laying down on the couch in the living room. It's completely dark, just like it would be if I normally woke up at night. I figured I had simply woke up from my dream, but then I remembered that I should do a Reality Check. (I think it should be noted that I never remember to do those...) So I go to the clock in the kitchen, and it reads 5:24. I turn and look at it again, and it's changed to 4:37. Odd. But not enough to convince me. (apparently in the dream, at least.) So I walked back to my room, which was right down the hallway, and turned the light switch, since I recalled that light switches typically won't work in dreams because it's difficult for the brain to adjust all the colors because of the light. Or something like that. But then I remembered, Wait, we don't have a lightbulb in our room. So then I went over to the bathroom and flipped the switch. No lights. Which was odd, considering there are four lightbulbs, at least one should work. So just for the sake of making sure I was right, I flipped the switch in my mom's room. No light. At that point, I conclude that I am still asleep. And this is where it gets weird. I turn to the bathroom and I see a goat. A freaking goat, in my bathroom. It scared the crap out of me. And then it proceeded to kick the crap out of me. At this point, either my memory fails me, or I wake up.

My brother tells me that the two times that I recalled in my dreams are two different times that I woke up at night. Weird.
Also, lucid dreams are surprisingly realistic. I mean, I couldn't tell the difference between the fact that I was dreaming and that it wasn't reality. o-o

creepy one last night. i drempt i was in a lucid dream within a normal dream. i dont remember much, but i remember there being these corredors, and a woman was with me throughout the dream. she had short red hair, and quite pretty. as the dream ws coming to a close, i asked her who she was. she turned to me ad said " i was your wife in a past life"....and then i woke. it ws very strange, as before i woke up and just after she said it i felt like i was remembering something...

LUCID!
I was standing in the gymnastik hall, and it was dark the lights where shut off.
My school group was there and we needed to dress in the hall :\ but the other group could just dress in the dress room (im dutch so srry for bad english)
The lights shut on and the teacher sed that we could go to a dress room.
when i was in the dressroom the dream stopped and changed.

Other dream:

I was in my bedroom and i heared a man screaming.and after that i looked at my hands and i had too much fingers :p 1 or 2 more!
And i knew that i was dreaming and i wanted to add like 5 more fingers to one hand and it worked!
After that i sed:"Stabilize lucid NOW!"
and focus now.
after that i looked outside and saw a robot killing someone the robot looked at me and hes eyes became red!

(The robot had a square head and tall but tin arms and a tin body and legs
He got on one arm a chainsaw and on the other arm was a huge knife! he could adjust the length of the knife)

And i walked back some steps and i run to the glass and broke the glass i stepped back and picked a bottle and i walked to a wall and wanted to get out the dream and everything was going to spin i feld weired!
But it didnt worked so i got to the hall and the robot was inside and the robotwanted to attack i dropped my bottle and i blocked the knife with my hand!
i knew that it wouldnt hurt and i hold the knife and i woke up !
End

(Can't remember a lot of what preceded this, there was some kind of storyline)
I find myself coming to the end of a small passageway overlooking a large room below me - I'm at least 2 stories off the floor, maybe 3. It was as if I had been walking through a large AC duct and had reached where it opened into the room near the ceiling.

There are brightly colored scarves or some kind of material hanging in various places throughout the room, gently fluttering. In the room below me I see an older woman with big blonde hair, she looks something like Renee Taylor as Sylvia Fine, the mother of the title character in the 90's TV sitcom The Nanny. I recognize her as the villain I have to sneak past. I think I was trying to retrieve the scarves for someone else that had been in the dream.

As I try to figure out how I can get the scarves without being seen, the woman looks up and spots me. It's around this point I realize I'm dreaming. It was comforting to know, otherwise this may have become a nightmare. As we stare each other down I decide to do something to scare the shit out of her, to act like I'm going to wage war on her. I know I could step off from where I'm standing and kind of float down to where she is, though I also know there would be an uncomfortable feeling like an adrenaline rush that always accompanies a sudden downward movement in my dreams. So I decide I'm going to use some kind of superpowers while floating down, like shooting flames at her as I descend. I basically decide to be a badass and scare her off.

Unfortunately as soon as I started to move, I felt it fading and I woke up. I don't think I opened my eyes, hoping to fall back into the dream, but it didn't happen.