lucid

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.

I was in my house in the piano room. I was talking with Benny. Not sure if he was there from the start or just appeared. We were talking about music. I asked him if he still played much. He said yeah, I jam with some friends sometimes. Everything he said had no content, it was a sort of mimicry. I looked out the window and saw a young women putting stuff on the lawn for a garage sale. I thought the old lady must have died, that;s her daughter. I looked back at Benny and realized that I hadn't seen him since high-school and this was probably a dream. On top of that I had my winter coat on and it was nice outside, and I was inside. I thought about RCing but I didn't. I might have asked Benny what it's like to be a DC but if I did he didn't answer.

Then I walked outside to the sale. I had decided I was gonna do this right before I became lucid and did it automatically. I walked throught the window. I remember looking at a latch and thinking I can just walk through this, I don't need to open it. I started looking for Madison to do the basic ToTM. I was really hot with my coat on and I thought I wouldn't mind being naked when I found her so I decided to make my clothes disappear. I was too scatterbrained to physically take them off, I felt like I'd wake up if I did. Never found her though.

I remember looking at the sky. It had a strange jagged pattern in it of shades of grayish blue. I walked a few blocks before making it to the garage sale. The neighborhood seemed to deteriorate as I walked through it into a slum. I remember seeing a barren tree. I looked around the sale and talked to the owner(pretty sure I was still naked haha).

I was in this really fancy house. It was similar to mine, but much nicer. I remember a piano but I didn't play it. I talked to some people, maybe my family. I pulled out a cigarette case. Hand-rolleds again. I may have closed it and opened it and found a joint and smoked it but I can't remember now.

I dreamt I was leaving my house in my car following my mom. I looked away for a second and when I looked back her car had turned into a green one, I noticed that this didn't make sense but didn't turn lucid right away. We turned onto Bancroft and I realized it was a dream. I remember driving on the wide sidewalk on the front of campus. I got out of my car. I remember walking around a bit. Talking to people, more at them randomly. I remember sliding down this long cement ledge either on my feet or on a skateboard. Might have been doing a boardslide.

I was at this recording studio standing on the porch talking with some musicians walking around. We stopped at a door and I looked in and saw someone playing guitar and a bunch of equipment, amps, EQs etc. I remembered my goal. I visualized the case and then reached into my pocket. It worked! But it didn't look exactly how I imagined it. I sat down and opened it. There were just a bunch of tobacco roaches inside. I asked Mark if he had any weed. He said, "yeah, just some mids". Then I tried to make some danque appear by closing and opening the case. First I made a burnt looking joint but wasn't satisfied. I was able to make a bud. Then I spent what seemed like a half an hour breaking it up while talking with people around me. I was still lucid when I focused, but I was spacing out not really aware of what I was doing. When I finished breaking it up there was only a tiny little bit. I asked Mark for some. It's kind of hard to tell the order of what happened next. I was really unsure about what to do and kept looking around scatterbrained. I saw some huge buds of mids on the table. I remember thinking I don't wanna smoke mids, then thinking it's a dream, it's not real weed anyway so it doesn't matter. I remember Mark opening his bag and a whole bunch of keef falling out. I got really excited. We decided to pack a bowl.

I was stuck in hypnogogia. I was lying in bed but I wasn't sure if I was asleep or not. I felt really wierd and saw wierd colors. Then I started dreaming that I was laying in bed trying to fall asleep. I knew it was a dream because of how it felt, I was in SP I think. I couldn't move, but I could roll over. So I rolled off my bed. It didn't hurt at all. I still couldn't move so I started dream spinning. I teleported out into the hallway. I had no balance so I grabbed the railing to keep from falling over. The physics all gave out and I started floating in. I held onto the railing to keep from flying away, very like the opening scene in waking life with the car.

I had another LD where I was in a house or a cabin with my uncle. It was continued from a non-lucid where I was at some kind of amish camp and was sneaking off to go have sex with this girl in the woods. I was trying to do the ToTM, to grow giant and smash a city. My uncle(whos almost 7ft) told me it's easy to grow, you just grab the ceiling and hang on and you'll grow. The ceilings were about 20 feet high but it was easy to just jump up and grab them. I tried, it kind of worked but I only grew about 3 feet and when I let go I shrank back to normal size. I tried just growing myself but woke up.

Daniel and Ansel were trying to get into my room. They wanted to borrow my guitar pedals. They said Ansel brought a guitar over but I didn't believe them(Ansel has lied to me many times in real life, and it's always obvious that he is). I was super out of it the whole time. I was trying to sleep but kept getting up to keep them out. I could hardly keep my eyes open. I kept leaning on the door to kept them out. I heard Chris tell them to try the other door so I went and blocked it. I kept laying back down and trying to get back to sleep. At one point I woke up in a parking lot holding my yellow pajama pants. I saw my moms old car and got in the back seat. My green shirt was in there and I used the clothes as a pillow and laid down. "they won't bother me here", Ithought. But they did, and good thing, because this is when I realized this was a dream. I got in the front seat and started driving around extremely fast. Really sloppy too, going over the lines. There was a bunch of traffic ahead so I decided to fly over it.

I drove out into the country. I was driving down this road and it started to rise up like an overpass but it kept going higher. I drove up it a while then remembered my goal. I pulled over and tried to pull the cigarette case out of my pockets, but it didn't work. I checked all my pockets and nothing. I kept walking up the road. It was leveling off a bit now. There were these huge flowers that looked like the ones from super mario bros that come out of the pipes. The had mouths, but didn't move. It was like each one was a frame from an animation and each one was just slightly different from the last. I started to lose the visual but stayed focused on walking. When the image came back it was a road made of rocks. This happened again but when it came back it was made of skittles now. I saw this weird looking purple alien cow and pushed him off the road, which was hysterical for some reason.

The road seemed to fall apart and I lost the visual for a long time. I might have woken up briefly. Then I was in a house. It looked old and deserted, dusty and dark. I tried searching my pockets again but still nothing. I saw a mirror and when I looked into it I had my brown hoodie on and started thinking maybe it's in my hoodie pocket. I saw a bulge in the pocket in the mirror. I reached in and at first it felt like the case but when I took it out it was my phone. I explored the house but I don't remember what I saw.

I found a dresser with some drawers. I opened one but don't remember what was in it, I was sort of frantic and not really looking. Then I opened the drawer above that and saw something that looked like a joint. I picked it up and it was one/became one, the image sort of changed when I focused on it. I was trying to make the case appear so it didn't exactly work, but close enough.

I walked down the hall. I heard some girls voices behind one of the doors and went in and sat down to smoke with them. It took forever to get it lit and by the time I had I was waking up a little. It didn't really smoke right either, but the dream was fading. It kind of expanded as it burned and almost turned back into the shape of a bud. I only took one hit and passed it then woke up.

I lay in bed for a long time trying to fall back to sleep. I heard my little brother playing out in the hall and figured school must have been canceled since he left right before I went back to bed. He kept getting louder and louder until he was right next to my bed being really loud. I jumped out of bed and yelled why are you in my room, I'm trying to sleep! Then I noticed that I wasn't in my room, I was downstairs and had been sleeping on the couch. I knew I went back to bed in my room so I thought this must be a dream. I put my finger through my hand to check. Then I went upstairs to my room to look for Madison, who I thought would be there for some reason. It was dark and I tried to flick the lights on but it didn't work(duh). I said her name to see if she was there but she wasn't. I started to clamber down the stairs but I realized that I was getting too excited and tried to calm myself down. I felt the walls as I walked downstairs and used the sensation to keep me in the dream.

I walked out the front door and there were two huge wide apple trees, one on both sides of the walk. There were giant green apples on the tree, the size of small cantaloupes, and I grabbed a few. I walked out into the street. There were two guys in weird outfits on bikes. They were riding in circles and doing stunts. One guy tried to do a backflip and landed on his face. I threw an apple and hit him in the head when he got back on his bike.

Then I tried to fly, but couldn't. So I decided to climb the walls instead. I was next to a fence so I jumped most of the way up and climb on top. I remember it being hard to get on top. Then I climbed onto the roof of a house. I decided to go to Ben;s for some reason but I think I just went inside of the house I was on. I said something to Ben's brothers and his mom. Then I went upstairs to this hallway with no doors that led to another staircase going back down. I turned around and Madison was there. She said so you've been looking for me and kissed me. Then we walked downstairs and went outside holding hands. When we got outside she turned into a different person, she had a different hairstyle and face. I tried to turn her back, she changed and looked more like her but it didn't really work. I said, your not Madison. She said, so? I said something else and walked down the street and started looking for her again. The street turned into a busy downtown street all lit up with neon signs, like in NYC. There were shops and vendors everywhere and I went around looking for her.

*CONCERT GOAL*

Then there was some kind of power outage and almost all the lights went out. It was late, dark out. I saw some lights up ahead and walked toward them. There was a crowd of people and I saw a stage. I remembered the concert goal and earnestly walked closer. When I got to the front it was a rap concert and I was thoroughly disappointed. I got up on stage and said something like pshaw this is wack(AHAHAH, pshaw is a word in the spellchecker but wack is not). I looked at a spot on the stage and said Marshall stack. It didn't work exactly but I made this foam mat appear. The I said twin reverb a couple times. I managed to make some speakers appear but they were small ones, like stage monitors. Then I made a bass amp that was a little bigger, but still really small. I saw the other guitarist carry an amp out from backstage. I went back to find another and saw this tweed amp that looked like my friend derricks. When I picked it up it looked completely different. It had a bunch of nobs, switches and lights of different shapes and colors and the front was angular. I carried it out on stage where everything was set up now. I plugged in and started playing a few notes to check the sound. Then I started playing this light jam that built up into this trem picking melody. I couldn't keep up with it because I was sleeping on my arm and it wasn't working right(I noticed this when I went to pick up the amp too). I couldn't get a good look at the audience but there were less people now, maybe 50 tops.

I had 3 LDs in a row that were almost identical. I was in my room and I stuck my finger through my hand. I immediatly tried to find a way out of my room so I could smoke(apparently I didn't trust it enough to be a dream to smoke inside). In one I was woken up by noises made by people in real life before I could get anywhere. In the other two I slipped out my window. It was really strange, I could go through the glass like it wasn;t there, but not the metal, so I had to slip through the tiny panes. When I made it outside I looked around and started thinking about where I could find some weed. I always got woken up by people making noise before I could do anything.

I was in my kitchen. My mom was arguing with my brother, trying to get him to do his homework. I was really irritated because I wanted them to be quiet. Then I remembered the reason I wanted them to be quiet was so that I could get back to sleep. I stuck my finger through my hand and became lucid. I walked toward the front door. I noticed it was locked but I just opened it as if it wasn't. I walked south. There were a bunch of people outside, more than I had ever seen in real life(I realize now that this happens a lot in my dreams). I tried to pull a cigarette case out of my pocket but it wasn't there. I tried all my pockets(my mind was moving to fast to really focus on the task). Then I saw Ian. I said Ian, do you still have my cigarettes. He said yeah and threw a pack at me. It went out of my line of sight and when I looked where they were there was just a cellophane wrapper floating in the air. I asked him where they went and he threw them to me again, the exact same image, but this time straight to me and I caught them. I was close to bancroft which was a blur of speeding cars and I turned around. I opened the pack and saw many different kinds of cigarettes, but no weed. I didn't really want a cigarette so I just kept throwing them out looking through the pack. Then I saw a car and decided I wanted to see what it would be like to get hit by a car. I ran at it as fast as I could but I wasn't fast enough and it was gone. I looked through the cigarettes more, don't remember anything else.

I lay in bed conscious of my real body again laying as still as I could. Thoughts started to come but I sort of focused on my brain and they stopped. Not sure exactly what I was doing, it was very intuitive. It was like my thoughts had a lot of unconscious desire behind them that moved them but if I looked at them they stopped. I felt my consciousness sliding backwards/upwards into my brain. I got kind of excited because I knew I was about to go straight back into another LD and the process jarred and stopped. I calmed myself down and it started again and I watched as I slipped into a dream
I was in bed. I felt very strange. My head hurt like I had been thinking extremely hard, harder than I actually could in waking life. My movement was all screwed up too, I'm guessing this is caused by SP seeping into the dream. I rolled over and it felt like I might have opened my eyes(my real ones). I saw my meditation cushion superimposed over the dream, everywhere I looked it floated in the air. I got out of bed in a jerky motion and had to grab the doorknob immediately because I had no balance.
The image went away when I steeped out into the hall but my movement was still pretty screwed up. I saw myself in a mirror. My boxers were bunched up and I had a shirt on that looked odd too. I wasn't 100% sure it was a dream though I assumed it was. I looked to the left in the direction of the computer room and instead I saw a huge archway that looked like the on downstairs only at least 3x bigger. From this I knew it was a dream. The room it led to was big but completely empty. I ran around it excitedly. I ran around exploring other rooms but I don't remember what was in them, they were all fairly barren. I saw a bunch of archways, smaller than the first, but all in a row. They looked like infinite regression in mirrors. I decided I wanted to go step into a mirror. I found one and ran at it but it didn't work, I just crashed into it and ran off laughing. Then I remember that one of my goals is to step into an MC Escher drawing or a Van Gogh painting. I decided that I would find one in the next room I walked into. I walked into the room, and there was a painting, but it wasn;t by either of them(it looked sort of like one of these, but more angular, more based off my own aesthetics). I stared at it transfixed realizing that this painting was a spontaneous creation of my own subconscious. There were animals in it but I can't really remember what it was of. There was an artists signature on it that said Artic or Artec(Artec is the brand of one of my guitar pedals). As I stared at the painting more paintings popped up all around the room. I don't remember any of them vividly, but they were all by the same artist(all had the signature) in the same style. I was too awestruck to try to step into one.

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.