lucid

Non-lucid Lucid

January 21, '11: Early this morning I tried falling asleep consciously by using a breathing method, focusing on my breathing, relaxing further with each exhale, and waiting a second before inhaling again.
I had a short dream about a guy with baby ducks in a cage. Some of them had died, and one was dying.
I woke up again, still focused on my breathing. I felt my body begin to fall asleep But I must have gotten too excited and woke up. A few minutes later it happened again, with the same results.

Then I fell asleep and started dreaming.
I was in church (dream sign), hiding in the bathroom. I went outside and started flying (another dream sign). I then knew I was dreaming. I saw someone I recognized getting into his car as I flew overhead. He then drove away. I might have scared him.
As I flew, I noticed the beautiful scenery. but my vision was partially obscured, as if by a hat or hoody. I attempted to stabilize the dream.
I remembered that I wanted to find Sheila. It took a few seconds to stop flying. I landed horizontally on a flat, metal statue, and started walking around on the ground. There were several houses around me.
I called out for Sheila, saying that she would appear because I wanted her to. I was going to check in one of the houses for her. But I found a family of ducks. I asked if one of them was Sheila (I don't know why). A male duck attacked me. I grabbed it by the neck. I'm not sure if I killed it.
I lost lucidity.
Then I was naked, sitting on a children's playground thing. There were several people around. I went down some concrete stairs, still naked. A man walking a dog went by in the other direction. I saw a homeless person sleeping. There were several towels hanging up. I took one to cover myself. But the man showed up again and said the towel had some kind of STD, so I didn't want it to touch my genitals. I dropped the towel, but then I thought my hands were probably dirty.
A crazy old lady started following me. Soon after that I woke up.

Dream fragment: Some people were playing a game to see who had the most keys in their pocket. They were aware that it was a dream and so they could control how many keys they had. This is the second time I remember people playing a conscious dream game. In the other one, I was also lucid and playing the game. We would say the name of a loud noise, and then we would hear it.

Notes on today's lucid dream: Obviously I need to change my method of finding Sheila, or change my lucid dream goal to something else. Rather than looking for her, I could concentrate on focusing my intent to see her.

non-dream/non-lucid/lucid

Note: before the dream I turned off the heater in my room

I had a false awakening and wake up freezing. I clutch my hands to my chest and let out a huge breath of air which crystallizes in front of me. After getting a sense of my sorroundings (everything in my room seems normal), a woman bursts through my bedroom door. She claims that she is the mother of one of my classmates and wants me to be her son's partner for a theatre presentation. I am hesitant so she approches me with a menacing look which forces me to hide in the corner behind my bed which I kick towards the woman to make room. I tell her "fine I'll do it! Just stop freaking me out!" and she leaves. I sit up in my bed and take a moment to unwind from the previous experience. The I exit my bedroom door.

I find myself in my theatre room about to preform the scene, except I find that I have forgotten to do any work. The teacher looks close to be calling on us and I freak out and run out the opposite door. I find myself in my english class during lab day. I sit down at one of the computers to seem inconspicuous, but am soon found by my english teacher who tells me to go to class immediatly. I am followed into the room by my partner who I now recognize as my friend nate. He tells me to follow him back into the class or else we will both fail. At this point my teacher reminds me of an essay I have due tomorrow in a very condescending tone. I close my eyes to avoid the situation and when I open them I find myself in a parking lot.

All my friends from the debate team are running towards a door at the opposite end of the parking complex. Realizing that we are heading towards a tournament I run to catch up with them soon finding myself running through the door. The door heads into a comfortable estate that is owned by the worlds most respected philanthropist. We all rush through the door and stop on a dime as we take in the elegance of the room. I walk through the room looking for the philanthropist and in having no luck rush out the opposite door into a garden. There all of my debate friends catch up with me and we start discussing how we will each probably do at the tournament. I joke with John about how terrible my partner is and bet that we will lose every round he has a major part in. After a few minutes I look to the end of the garden and find a door which I realize opens into the philanthropist's room again, except inside my ex-girlfriend is waiting for me. I tell my friends that the only way forward is through that door and we all rush through it. I find myself again in the elegant room and rush through it as I did before except this time we end up in a hotel lobby.

I realize that we have arrived at the debate tournament and I rush down the halls to catch up with my friends who are choosing rooms. As I run down the fancy reception hall lined with blue wallpaper I come across my debate coach. I yell: "were is everyone." He responds with: "they're choosing rooms to your right." I turn right and come upon John and Nate who are eagerly moving in and out of hotel rooms to see which one they liked. I asked them where Bennet and Parth are and they tell me to look in the back entrance where everyone is gathering. I run down more similarly furnished hallways and come to a sun-filled back room where I can see a broken down gift shop and outside a terribly kept garden. I then think to myself that the only time this hotel gets any buisness is when MBA hosts the debate tournament here. As I look outside waves of debaters begin flooding in in search of their own rooms. I hear someone yell that because there are no tenants except for debaters in the hotel everyone gets their choice of room. I immediatly rush back to where Nate and John were picking rooms. On the way back I notice Margret, who is wearing see-through tights and is amazingly attractive in them. I rush by and for a few munutes am still looking at her. However, when I remember my job I keep running. I find John and Nate as debaters fill the hallways and tell them that we should take the elevator to the second floor where there will be a better view. They agree and we take the very slow elevator ride to the second floor. Nate and John get off and run towards the rooms. After a few seconds I decide that there are probably better rooms on the bottom floor and get back in the elevator. As the door is closing I notice the far wall that is made entirely of glass and marvel at the sun as it streams through. The elevator doors close and I move down to the bottom floor. The elevator doors open into a small glass box that looks into a sort of terrarium that is filled with and old english rooftop. I move back into the elevator and notice that I now have a visitor: a small boy with clown makeup on his face. I look at him for a second and he seems as though he has a demonic presence about him. I then watch as he waves to something out of the glass box and see an even more frightening girl sitting on the rooftop, dressed in a similar manner. I am so frightened that I run into the elevator and press the number two button. However the button seems to be broken as the elevator refuses to move and the doors refuse to close. I then get into a sort of frenzy and push the button multiple times at a rapid pace. At this the elevator and the glass box become dislodged from the building and speed across the terrain. I look around as houses rush past me and cannot make sense of what is going on. I tell myself that it is impossible for elevators to move sideways on their own. I look at my hands and notice that they are blurred and difficult to make out. I then come to the realization that I am dreaming.

At the time where I figure this out the elevator-glass box has lost its top and is simply a sort of sled. Now lucid I decide to try a trick I learned on my first lucid experience except on a larger scale. I make the entire elevator structure immaterial and we begin to move through buildings as if they were air. As we near the hotel again the structure starts accelerating at a faster pace. We approach the building and we are thrown out of the structure and land on the ground outside the hotel. I look at the clown-boy who has changed into a normal child and is now playing on the playground outside the hotel. I then make sense of my lucidity and decide to stay in the hotel area and attempt to fly. I jump in the air and am thrown to the ground by gravity. This is the clearest dream I had ever experienced and I was still a little worried about falling. I gave up flying then and there and looked for other means of aerial transport. I look over to the playground where the boy is driving a fake car. I walk up to the fake car next to it and tell myself that it can fly. Without thinking I make the car lurch forward into the air, climbing higher and higher. The boy next to me follows suit and soon we are both driving wooden cars high in the sky. I enjoy this for a few minutes and then decide to touch down in the elegant room that I ran through to get to MBA. I enter the doors (not followed by the child who has taken off on his own) to find the entire place dark with trash everywhere. The entire room has changed into a storage unit with shelves dominating the space. I walk down to the third row and see a sheet thrown over a body. A man approaches and tells me that the philanthropist Kate Hudson has died and that they are throwing a vigil near the hotel. I look around for a second and then realize that I am wasting time that could be utilized elsewhere. I rush out the door and fly back to the hotel, (actually flying but still under the impression that I can't fly). I approach the building and once again turn myself immaterial. I then fly through several rooms passing Margret, who looks bored and is sitting on her bed. Lucid sex crosses my mind, but as it does I lose immateriality and crash against a wall inside a hotel room. In the room forensic experts are examining a prostitute writing around in bed with someone who is attempting to stab her. One of the forensic experts tells me that I can have sex with the prostitute, but I decline, become immaterial and rush through more walls trying to find Margret. After running through a few rooms I find that I have reached the limit and fall out of the hotel towards the ground. I hit down hard and find that it is now night. Still under the delusion that I can't fly I search the playground for another car to pilot. I find myself face to face with a volleyball net, turn immaterial, but as I am about to slide through the net I but my hands out which turns me material again and causes me to become tangled in the net. I shake off the net and find another wooden car which I pilot towards the former elegant room. I enter the room and rush down to the aisle that held the dead body. The man I met earlier is waiting there with several other people and is explaining that Kate has been moved to the funeral home, and that in her place he has recieved a dead swordfish to present. I then notice a swordfish (sans-sword) who is lying against one of the shelves. He then snaps his fingers and two more appear, each larger than the previous, and one with an actual sword. Aware again that I was wasting time I move out the back door and find myself in a hotel room owned by my parents who apparently followed me to MBA. I look around the room and my parents remind me about the essay I have due the next day. Not wanting to deal with that I turn around and look at the bedside lamp. I start to feel the dream fading and rub my hands together vigorously and yell out "increase lucidity!" I then have the odd sensation that I have stopped myself from entering into my actual body and I am kneeling on my bed, rubbing my hands. My sense of touch then increases dramatically, as does my sense of taste, smell, and vision. I am now much more conscious and decide to make a sandwich appear. I picture a sandwich behind a picture on the nightstand and instead find that I am already chewing it. Satisfied I rush out of my parents room, out of the non-elegant room, and fly back to the hotel. I now find the park crawling with suited men looking for me. Looking for a car to pilot I jump in one of the men's black Ferrari rev the engine and begin driving.

Then I wake up in sleep paralysis. I remember the instant-wild post on DV and try to wiggle my "phantom arm" but the entire time I am distracted by my shoulder which developed a cramp while sleeping. After accidentally moving my actual arm I decide to try and DEILD, however I come the the conclusion that I now absolutely nothing about DEILD and am too distracted by my shoulder to attempt to WILD. So I get up and try and recall the dream

Thanks to Oneironaut's avatar I had a lucid dream with Blade in it.

It was a chilly and rainy night and I was walking through the streets of an unfamiliar city. I sensed eyes watching me, all around me...some sort of creatures lurking in the darkness. They were making horrible moaning sounds and reminded me of the creatures that come to take the bad guys away in the movie Ghost. I begin to feel panicky and at this point realize that I must be dreaming. But before I can do anything to change the dream scene, I see a headlight and hear a vehicle skid to a halt in front of me. The dark creatures slink back into the shadows, and I see a motorcycle that looks a lot like Fenrir surrounded in a cloud of smoke and misty vapor. As the mist clears I see a man dressed in all black. Blade. My curiosity peaks, and I decide to let the dream play out instead of attempting to control anything.

He speaks in a deep, soothing, yet frosty monotone voice, "Are you hurt"

"...no"

"Then get on."

I climb onto the back of the bike and wrap my arms around his waist, noticing how incredibly hard his body is as my fingers move over his chiseled abs. But before I could barely register this strong attraction, he does a burn out spinning the bike around and we speed off through a cloud of smoke.

I tighten my hold around him as we speed through the city streets and out onto a more suburban sort of landscape with lots of trees and houses. I tilt my head back and look up at the dark sky full of clouds tinged with the faintest reddish orange glow around the edges, leftover from sunset...drinking in the chilly air as it whips the hair around my face...just relishing the moment and enjoying being lucid...allowing the dream to have me instead of me trying to have the dream.

I lean closer to him and rest my head against his back. ...Comfort. Suddenly I realize that I recognize the neighborhood we are in...and he stops just outside my house. Myold house. Why were we here. I looked fearfully at the large and beautiful house, with the perfectly manicured landscape.

"But there's something evil in there," I said to him, not wanting to let go. "I don't know where it came from or why it's there. I loved living there." I could hear a desperate and apologetic pleading in my own voice.

"That's why I'm here." he replied coolly.

"Who are you?" I asked.

No response. He puts the kickstand down and turns the bike off. I have no choice. I let go and climb off the bike, still looking at the house, frightened of what I might see. He walks confidently and purposefully in front of me and we enter the house. I glance toward the master bedroom, but realize that...no...now is not the right time.

We walk across the spacious living room with high vaulted ceilings and windows casting light and shadows upon the now empty house. I stop at the top of the stairs leading down to the basement floor level. He notices my apprehension and looks me in the eye questioningly.

"It's...down there," I tell him.

He walks down the stairs and, upon reaching the bottom looks back up at me.

"I'll be right back...I promise."

I think to myself, "no, you won't."

I wake up feeling very confused.

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

I'm taking a shower at my current house, getting my hair wet [I actually had short hair in a dream for once! I think that may be a first], when I notice that the shower curtain has these white mold florets (they look kind of like broccoli florets, except with an open space in the middle) growing out of it, in addition to the flat, green mold that was already there. I say, “Pretty!” when I see the white ones.

I woke up and remembered my dream. I thought briefly of going to check the actual shower curtain to see if it was moldy, but then said to myself, “That would require getting up, now wouldn't it?” I didn't want to get up yet.

I'm in my old neighborhood, the one where Houses #1 and #2 are located. I'm on a short, connecting street that slopes slightly downhill [it does that in real life as well as in the dream]. I'm hopping up and down on one foot. I observe that this action feels the same and produces the same results as it would in reality. [Though, in retrospect, I was hopping at least two feet off the ground and falling back down really slowly, or at least I perceived the falling as happening really slowly.] All at once, when I realize what I'm doing and how strange this situation is, I realize that I'm dreaming, and I say, “Oh, g**d*****.”

I decide to walk around and explore. All the streets are laid out just as they are in reality. I walk up the short, connecting street I was on, turn right, and follow the curve of one of the big, main streets until I get to the corner where another main street branches off from it. From there, I look off into the distance to the southeast, and see a panorama of lots and lots of houses reaching far into the distance on a gentle downhill slope. I also see random images on the horizon, such as a guy who might have been a hockey player. “Wow, you can see really far here!” I remark. The sky is blue-gray and filled with gray storm clouds.

I rub my hands together to keep this dream going. It feels normal to me [at the time; I realize now that it felt different from what it feels like in reality], but when I look at them, they look multiplied, like I'm looking at them from several angles at the same time. I say softly to myself, “Increase clarity,” but it doesn't seem to do anything.

A bunch of cars have stopped on the sides of the main street I'm on, to the north of me, and a bunch of people are getting out of them. I know not to trust them, so I turn and start walking away from them. Then the dream faded and I woke up.

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Side notes:
It's been an interesting week. A lot has been going on in real life (don't worry, it's good stuff), and I've learned that I have many other things to do with my time that are more important than keeping up this journal. I'll still post when I have something new to post, just not as frequently as I did in the fall.

22.10.2010

Lucid #3 Battlefield (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

- I am in a battlefield. I see some scenes with awful creatures coming out of a awful lake and soldiers stabbing them in the face. I start thinking that this place is dangerous and i wouldn't want to feel the pain of a knife or an arrow. There are lots of arrows coming from the enemy side. As i reach a stone building i start thinking that if all this was a dream i wouldn't worry that much if an arrow hit me, cause i'd know it's a dream. As i walk up the hill, arrows fall around me like rain. They are so many that when they fall on the ground they hit on other arrows (the floor was filled with them!) and make a pretty intense jingling sound, like when there are a lot of coins hiting the ground or sth. And then suddenly i become lucid. Everything is really clear around me. Very realistic. I turn around and see many arrows coming towards me. I almost got hit by one. I think that if an arrow hits me i ll wake up from pain, or unstable dream. I run towards the building, constantly thinking "focus! focus!". At first i was running pretty good. Then i fell my head disappearing (like fading away). I closed my eyes and started spinning but it was too late.

Other Dreams:
- There are gambling machines. I see an old woman winning. The machine shoots out TOO many 5cent coins kai too few 2euro coins. I Reach the machine to try for myself. I insert a 2euro coin, cause that's what was only accepted by the machine and i thought "how can it be that the machine gave that woman 5cent coins if everyone inserts 2euro coins?". However i didn't do any RC. The machines shows a row of three cheries. After a second one cherrie falls. I hit the machine many times. I look at the screen again and now there are many cherries in random order and they blink... In the end it gives me two bus tickets. They didn't look like any transport ticket i know. They had different shapes and they cost 4 euros...

- I am with my mother in a store of some sort. Behind me there is a man who smokes the hookah. He pokes me and says to me while laughing: "Check this out! It smokes by itself!". He takes the plug he held and puts it in a hole of another metallic thing that looked like a hookah. That thing had a big hole in its center. So when the plug touched the upper hole, there was a lot of dense yellow smoke coming out of the big one... The guy just can't stop laughing. We leave.

- I have the feeling i am outside the previous store, in my car and my mother sits next to me. I sit in the driver's seat and show to someone how many different settings there are to adjust the seat.

27.09.2010

Lucid #2 (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I saw a normal dream, that i cannot recall.
I woke up in my bed (first false awakening), stood up and looked at a wall in my room. I suddenly realized i was dreaming. Everything became super clear. I can easily say it was the most realistic dream, i 've ever seen. I had a strange feeling in my hands. I started rubbing them. The dream started fading. I closed my eyes and thought "spin spin spin", but my hands were busy rubbing each other, so for some reason i started spinning just my eyes, which of course didn't work. I woke up, completely frustrated and pissed off... :S

Weird Notes
0741: Turn in homework on a laundry hanger. Talk about command when it was a remote controlled robot to send in to space. Sam Johnson. 99 on a test. Japanese.

More Weird
0907: Playing WarCraft on my television. Look at clock and realize it's 4pm and I'm late. My closet is messy. Go to kitchen, see wrong burner turned on the stove. Knock on mother's bedroom door to ask about the stove. Is she hung over?

Celebrities and Weirdness
1039 Jack from Will and Grace (but I call him Julian) want to jump in a swimming pool. Or drop a tennis ball? Lifeguard warns him not too. Two coworkers try to pull off my swimsuit under the water. Walk back inside. Birthday gift, Minnie Mouse bathing suit? Old birthday card for my sister. Walk past Angelina Jolie, but say nothing (mistakenly think her first name is Jolie). Fancy hotel inside a mall. Two small dogs chase around me and then run under a couch. Lance buys himself a trophy. Beauty salon. Girl at a sales counter offers me something but I say no.

OBE-like Dream
Method DILD
Lucidity C
Vividness C
Control D
1109: In bed. Dark. Listening to what sounds like a TV on in the next room. An episode of Star Trek: Voyager? Pizza Hut commercial? I visualize the TV screen. Then seem to drift off to sleep. Seem to wake again to a voice inside my head. I intuitively think it's the voice of my subconscious. It says "Jealous, jealous of your identity. So jealous of your thinking." Then pulled out of my body like an OBE. Kinda frightening. I realize I am dreaming so I am lucid but no control because my body is paralyzed. Float flat to a different room. Then land in a bed in someone else's sleeping body. See many small hands, like children's hands, reach for me as I lay paralyzed in this new body.

Military Base
1211: Military base. Jump forward in time. Steal nuke and launch codes. Find some old friends from the past. Go back to base called "Skylar."

Company Problems, Making Out with Coworker's GF
Method DILD
Lucidity D
Vividness B
Control C
1241: Company meeting in a private home. I'm alone in the bedroom, away from the crowd. AR comes in and tells me the company is losing all it's product lines. He starts listing off a long list of all the ones we will no longer have. I interrupt him and ask for just the products that will stay. Just X. I say, with cheerful sarcasm "Oh well in then in a week the company will be broke and we'll all be out of a job."

Then I see AR's girlfriend. She is younger. She has black hair with blond streaks. She has a black cocktail dress with a purple and white stripe. I say to her: "You look familiar". She looks at me with a wink and replies: "You look familiar too", as if to imply she new I was using a line and she is interested. I lead her into the closet. It only has one sliding door so we can't close the closet. I start feeling her up. She is wearing red underwear. At some point a become lucid and just enjoy making out with her. Her skin feels so good. I pull off my pants so she can blow me. But my penis is blue. I start to think this means something wrong with my physical body. The idea flashes in my mind that I've fallen asleep while driving, crashed, and now my physical body is in a coma at the bottom of a freezing cold lake. I force myself to wake up.

Magical Machine
1355: A programmer makes a machine that accidentally erases himself from existence. Scene with a slightly dirty swimming pool but with floating decorative candles. By some chance, I cause him to come back. The experience has taught him what he needs to change to make the machine work as intended. Now he can manipulate anything in the universe. He asks me what to change.

I find myself at work (I work at a drycleaners). I'm inside, standing in front of the drive-through door and staring at it for no apparent reason. It's not especially clear or vivid, but I notice that there is overcast, gray light from outside.

I suddenly realize I'm dreaming - I'm certain of it. One of the first things I thought was that the colors should be getting more vivid or something. Ironically, as soon as I thought this everything suddenly looked more gray and blurry. I decided to do a reality check, simply because I had never done one in a dream before. My hands were at my side, and as soon as I lifted them to do the RC I woke up!

My first lucid dream and also my first journal. I never thought of writing a journal but instead of typing a journal lol. Wonder if I ever have another lucid.....


Date: Wednesday 19, 2011
Morning, few mins close to waking up and drive mom to work.

Had a lucid right after hearing a news about a shooting in Arizona and the guy was a lucid dreamer few days ago. The dream was weird and scary.

I saw myself waking up in a dream and then I felt back asleep. However, in the dream I couldn't fall back asleep because I knew that it was morning and I have to get up in about 30 mins later. So, I just kept closing my eyes trying to fall asleep but then suddenly I felt something touching my right shoulder and my left arm. I opened my eyes and I noticed 2 rats are sitting and cleaning themselves. One sat next to my right shoulder and other sat next to my left arm. The strange thing was that they don't look like rats but more like a baby mouse but then their fur are like rats. Their fur color aren't black or brown, but more like gray-ish like old people with gray hair.

I actually realized that I am really dreaming too. I can even felt that they were touching my shoulder and my arm as well while they were cleaning themselves. My whole body even had goosebump cause I felt scared and disgust. I thought to myself about how dirty rats are so I tried to push them off the couch (I always like to sleep on a couch than bed), but without disturbing them. So, I made a quick jerk of my body and the one on my right shoulder fell off the couch and ran off, while the one on my left arm got its tail stuck and kept trying to run but couldn't.

Suddenly, the dream was cut off and then I woke up. It was my first dream that I actually noticed that I am dreaming, had control over it, and felt the sensation of it too.

My symbols note:

2 rats
small sorta like baby rats with gray-ish fur like old people.
they were cleaning themselves.

I have read about lucid dreams before, and tried to lucid dream, but every time I realize I'm dreaming I wake up. Last night before I went to sleep my friend was telling me about the lucid dream he had had the night before, and talked about focusing on the horizon when you think you're waking up. I went to bed thinking about lucid dreaming, but not really trying to. I was sleeping in my bed at college, but in my dream I was in bed at home. In the dream, I was going back and fourth from a "dream" and being in my bed at home. I thought about focusing on the horizon, like Joel told me but I thought it would wake me up. I was for a short time in nothingness, complete blackness, and everything was rumbling. It was at this point that I decided to attempt to focus on the horizon, so I sat up in bed, still in my dream, and pulled my blinds apart so I could focus on the horizon. It worked. I looked down out of my window and saw my dog. Then a 15-20 ft tall wolf came around the corner. I was lucid dreaming so I thought, now my dog is that big, and then she was. Then I thought, now the wolf is regular sized and a puppy, then it was. I tried to think of what I should do next when I heard faint shouts having to do with "night terror". At this point I began to hear my self screaming in real life, and realized that I couldn't wake up and couldn't move. I saw a flash of my friend Devon's face asking me something, then I woke up in a dark quiet room with no one around but my roommates who were asleep. Parts of that dream were terrifying, but I'm excited to explore lucid dreaming more.

NOTE: I downloaded four banural beat songs for my iPod. I fell asleep on the couch on accident. I awoke around 2:40 A.M. I went to bed and played the beats. They kept me up until like 4:00 A.M. I finally realized repeating them was just not gonna put me to sleep. So, the plan is next time, if I don't fall asleep during the beats, I'll turn off my iPod and just sleep. That's how I did my first WILD ever early this morning.

I find myself at my old house. My mom and dad are there. Odd, they're divorced. My brain doesn't think oddly of it. I see my old dog's cage. We gave him away. Weird. I walk towards his cage. Suddenly, the REM kicks in. I am lucid! Yes! My first WILD! Even better, on my first try!!!!! I twitch and feel a burst of energy in my body. I feel emmense power flow through me. Damn, REM lucid dreams are powerful! I was being overridden with power! I turn around. I don't want to stay here with this fake reality. I don't need to be emotionally hurt in my dream anymore. I walk outside. There's no snow and it's pretty
nice out. Hmph. More bullcrap my head made up. Now I am now longer facing my house. It's time for the turn around method. I know my objective is to do the Psycho movie task. I use my intent and go to the house where Janet is showering. I am outside. (At this point I lose myself in excitement and I am too expectant rather than intent.) I go inside. It's weird and undescribable in here. I turn down a hallway. Then, my excitement reaches a higher level(rendering me stupider). Dakotahnok is there, just as planned. We meet up. We nod our heads, knowing what our plan is. I tell Dakotahnok to wait until I go in. Dakotahnok will go in second. I get in my stance to do instant transmission. I try. Fail. Crap! I try again. Fail. No! I tell Dakotahnok that I'll just sync myself through the wall. Fail. Ugh!(See, now I'm frustrated, expectant, and excited). I say screw it. Oddly, I manage to summon a M9 Baretta pistol. Dakotahnok does too. We're running out of time. Dakotahnok goes up to the door, takes a step back, then kicks it down. We rush in, guns ablazing. We shoot the Hell out of the psycho. We get him just in the nick of time. He had already opened the curtain. Phew, a close one! Janet got out of the shower and wrapped herself in a towel. She thanks us for our bravery. Then, my dream starts to blur up. Finally, I awake to my alarm.

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Non-lucid Lucid Side Notes

I am walking in a field of perfectly green grass and the sky above me is perfectly blue and does not have a single cloud in it. I feel very content and don't have a care in the world. This green field stretches out to the distance on all sides of me, but to the distance in front of me I can see a forest of dead trees. Halfway between me and this forest in the distance, there is a blooming tree that contrasts sharply to the dead forest behind it. In front of this tree, there is a white grand stand piano and someone sitting on the piano bench. I am somehow reminded of the "happy place" in the movie Happy Gilmore and I chuckle to myself. I start to walk to this piano, and when I get close enough I see that the person sitting on the piano bench is Kee, the girl from the movie Children of Men. This seems strange so it occurs to me that I may be dreaming. I look down at my hand and sure enough its all jacked up. I have about eight fingers, and some are about half the length of normal fingers while others are wrapping around each other and morphing into each other. I become lucid and I immediately work on stabilizing the environment. I reach down and feel the grass with my hand. With every second I spend running my fingers through the grass, the environment gets clearer and brighter. Rays of sunlight hit my face and cause me to squint my eyes. I then get up and look all around me. When I gaze at the dead forest, in my line of vision there are what seem to be mirages, but when I look around me for about ten seconds these mirages disappear. The colors of the field and the sky become so crisp and vivid that when I compare it to real life, its as if real life is grainy and pixelated and this dream is high definition. I am completely awestruck by this sight. After I regain my composure, I walk until I'm right next to the piano and I greet Kee. For some reason my sister is crouching beneath the piano as if hiding from something. Kee tells me that she wrote a really great song for piano and she wants me to hear it. I say to her, "I definately want to hear it, but first can I ask you a question?". She says yes so I ask her some question about the nature of reality. I ask her this question because of my dream goal to have a philosophical conversation with a dream character. Kee seems puzzled by this question and asks me to elaborate. I say, "Well, can we really know for sure whether the world outside our own minds is real? For example, we could be in a dream right now, and that means that the scenery around us isn't real. Do you think we're in a dream?". Kee immediately responds "I don't know", but further thinks about the question for half a minute with a look of contemplation. She then says some deep statement in response to this question, but unfortunately I can't remember what she said. She starts to play the piano and at this point I feel myself exiting out of the dream. I spin my body around to try to preserve the dream, but the environment turns to blackness and I feel my body laying in my bed. I wake up.

Level of Lucidity: 8/10
Sounds and Scenery: 8/10
Feelings and Emotions: 8/10
Recall: 8/10
Side Notes: I drank apple juice that night. I had this lucid dream after staying up for a half an hour after five hours of sleep for the WBTB Technique.

Been recalling my dreams with some success but not recording them for about a month now, seems like a good time to take this more seriously.

There was a house party at my flat which was all going well. My flatmate Emma then brings in a load of her friends, one of whom I recognise. I then realise that it's a girl whose face I had only seen for the first time the night before. I know she can't physically be at the party as she knows nobody there and ask my friend James who she is. He says it turns out that she was lying and she actually lives nearby and knows Emma. I suddenly realise that I can see her face perfectly with no errors and work out I'm dreaming.

I then have what I now know to be a FA. I hear an intense ringing in my ears and can't move so just embrace the ringing and concentrate on the dream I just had. Suddenly I'm back at the house party and can control everything (yay!). I end up with a lovely mansion at the seaside having a great time.

1/20/11

Really long lucid last night. I know that I only had 45 minutes left to sleep, yet the dream felt like it was around 2 or 3 hours. Time dilation was obviously involved.

1- I Attempt to Visit the Antechamber of Insanity
((There is a lot that happened prior to this point, in which I am non-lucid, but I can't recall what it is. Something about packing to go on some sort of vacation. I make a point of packing my laptop in case the hotel offers free internet. Somewhere along the line, I become lucid. I think of my goals, and decide to visit the Antechamber of Insanity. I wonder how to get there.... A portal might be useful, but there's no guarantee I can even make one, and I have limited time. Instead, I stand on a chair and climb through the ceiling (I've learned my lesson about flying headfirst into solid objects), willing myself to end up in the AoI.

When I pull myself through, I feel that I am on a wooden floor. However, it is too dark to see anything. "Does this mean my mind is filled with empty darkness?" I ask myself, half-jokingly. I think I sense Madison nearby, which is a good indication that I'm in the right place, but it doesn't count if I can't see. Madison tells me something, but I can't hear her.

Suddenly, I'm on a shelf above my future step-mother's kitchen, looking down on her and my dad while they're cooking. I feel like a ninja.

Jilda looks up and spots me, nearly dropping the pot she's holding and letting out a startled shriek. Without a word, I drop down and go outside.

As I'm walking, I pass by a dog that is in a cage, yelling at me. (Not barking, yelling.) Wanting to test out my dream control, I point to the dog and tell it to turn into a human. It changes from a quadruped to a biped, but retains all of it's dog-like features. Interesting. I tell the dog it's stupid for not being able to transform, and show it how easily I can turn into a wolf. I begin to run, forgetting about the dog and taking joy in being a wolf, when the dog (who is now completely human) jumps on me and starts attacking me.

I instantly turn back into a human as the dog boy painfully rips my stomach open. I feel blood begin to pour out of me. Angered, I pin the boy to the ground and start tearing at his throat and stomach. Although he is bleeding profusely, he's laughing as if this is just a play fight.

I stand up and examine my wound. It has already healed completely, but my stomach is still red with blood. I wipe it off...

...and have a false awakening. I am in the back of a truck with my dad and brother. We seem to be going on that same vacation from earlier in the dream. However, I begin to notice that some things are a bit... off. First I see some things that I KNOW were in my dream, then I see islands floating in the sky. It seems normal, but a part of me says that it's not.

I begin to read the signs as we pass, to see if they change or say strange things. A sign that should say "speed limit" instead reads "cookie monster." Okay, that's definitely not normal. I examine some billboards, and find that I'm having trouble reading them. That's strike two against reality; time to RC.

I become lucid with a nose pinch RC and exit the truck. I go off exploring, but most of that is lost in memory.

Non-lucid again. My brother is watching a video on YouTube. "What are you watching?" I ask.

"This really cool thing with Justin Bieber in it!" he exclaims and shows me.

"Justin Bieber?" I burst into laughter. "Why are you watching THAT?"

"'Cause he's a really awesome singer! Uhh... just don't tell anyone I told you that."

My mom walks up and I become lucid again. I am trying to prove to her that this is a dream, but even though I stick my finger through my palm she doesn't believe me. Stupid DC...

Later, yet ANOTHER false awakening. My brother is still going on about that Bieber kid. "I thought that was a dream," I mutter to myself, confused. I am contemplating telling my friends about his strange behavior, or saving it for when I need dirt on him.