lucid

(SIDE NOTE: I'VE OFFICIALLY BEEN INTO LUCID DREAMING FOR A YEAR NOW! )

Well, I've kind of been absent from this DJ for a while again, but hopefully this time I'll really for real be coming back. I keep on saying I'm coming back but then stuff comes up, I know

Anyway, last night I had a really vivid lucid dream, that, although not very epic, was rather interesting. For one thing, it's the first truly lucid dream I've had in a very long time...one where I actually stopped what I was doing and examined my environment, amazed at how realistic it was, but fully aware that it was all completely non-existent.

The dream began as a nightmare-ish experience. I was in my house, but everything was darker than is natural for just being night-time. I could hear screams and the sounds of what I knew would be hideous-looking beasts in the distance. Watching. Waiting. For me.

But then I looked down, and saw that I was not myself, either. I was one such creature, with leathery, tar-black skin, and a voice that mutated and sounded creepy when I spoke. Instantly I realized it was all just a dream, and I decided I would get the heck out of there before something attacked and woke me up. Besides, I didn't like being an ugly monster anyway . I walked up to the nearest wall and tried to phase through it. Having been a while since my last lucid dream, I didn't immediately have enough sense of dream control to move through, but eventually I managed to force my way through the wall and out to the other side, where I suddenly was caught up into a vortex and sucked away from the house into pitch blackness.

I wasn't waking up, however, and I knew it. I was simply moving to another, better place in the dream world. I watched as the leathery black skin peeled away, revealing my 'real' self beneath. My voice returned to normal as well. Next thing I know, I'm falling into a large gray box of a building, and it was basically empty to begin with. I tried creating a few things in it, but I was frustrated to find that I could barely control anything. Whatever I changed would erase itself and just fade away to the way it was before.

"What's going on here?" I asked myself.

My answer was approaching fast...literally. My sister flew up overhead, creating things to fill in the space around her as she went.

"Oh great!" I called out. "How'd I end up in your dream?"

She just laughed and kept on flying.

"I don't know, but have fun!"

I shook my head and began to fly off, wishing I had a totem like the one in Inception that I could use in other people's dreams. All of a sudden, though, I fell to the ground.

"What was that?" I asked my sister, who was still flying around.

"I just made a rule." She said. "To fly in my dream, you have to be in a sitting position."

"That's stupid! Why'd you do that?"

"If you're going to be in my dream, I might as well have fun with you."

"Yeah. Real funny."

I flew off (in a sitting position) and basically just explored the area and talked to the DC's in my sister's dream. It was interesting to carry on a conversation with DC's that weren't from my own subconscious. They spoke very differently than I'm used to having DC's speak, and often didn't make any sense to me at all.

In spite of minor annoyances it was an enjoyable night, overall. Plus I think I've got something going with MILD now, so hopefully my lucids should return to being much more frequent.

Tried Flying Again

I stopped writing in my DJ because senior year is getting busy but since it is Xmas break I decided to get the ole attempts for dreaming again. I didn't want to post in the online journal until I could get a lucid dream but I had worked on dream recall for about a month and I started looking for dream signs in real life to so it was only a matter of time.

The dream before becoming lucid as always is a little blurry and short. I remember I was driving somewhere from this park. At the park when I got into my car, which was on a weird grassy tiered parking lot structure, I noted that the dick next to me had scratched my car while opening his door. I had checked my car because he was parked so close next to mine. His was a black sleek luxury sedan and mine was my trusty ford escape, not a bad car by the way. So while opening my door I "accidentally" left a long ding in his while I saw him walking up to me. He was a preppy looking dick with a lettuce hair cut. I quickly got into my car and started to drive away. One of the things looking back that I may have noticed was that my gas gauge was different. It was a small neon green array of dots at the bottom of the dash. I still had the red pointer thing that rotated on an axis but the dots were in a line unlike usual meters in modern cars. Also I was way out of gas and I knew that my mom had just filled up my tank last night so this was suspicious. But I noticed that the longer that I drove, the more the tank filled up. Also strange. So I finally got to my destination which was a strange strip mall and amusement park combined. It seemed to be mostly made out of this pale orange-y stone that seemed Mediterranean themed but the architecture that it was built in was sort of Mayan, but with less decor. I was driving my car to park in an underground parking lot but while I was driving a lady told me that there would be no parking spots here. I ignored her and kept driving on. There was a festival going on while I was driving and people were all in the middle of the streets dancing and walking around doing stuff. There was this one guy/girl dressed up as a japanese demon and kept taunting me as I was driving and wherever I would turn to drive they would run in front of me. Finally I slammed on the gas and almost ran it over and then no one got in my way. I finally made it to the parking structure, which I found doubled as a water ride, and parked my car in a neighborhood street adjoining. I went into the line that was the ride and then this middle aged lady who was with another middle aged lady and two old white haired ones convinced me that there was probably not enough time to do the ride (subconscious trying to tell me something with the repeated warnings?) so I decided to leave. There was an easy exit set of stairs right next to me so I went up there but then I accidentally (actually this time) bumped my shoulder into one of the older ladies. It was on accident so it was soft. The lady yelled "what's your problem!" I didn't know what she was talking about so I said, "Hey, I'm leaving ain't I?" Then the first middle aged lady yelled that I bumped her in the face. I apologized and stomped away pissed. I then saw a pair of brothers that I recognized (don't remember who they were now) and they were doing parkour. As a practitioner I always want to join in if such things happen so I stripped down to my under wear because the clothes I was wearing were far to troublesome to move efficiently in. They were trying a under bar through a long car and I wanted to try but we got kicked off the premises.

Somewhere in between here and going to their house that strongly resembled my house, I became lucid. I can never remember why I become lucid but that's never the important part. So we were in their house and in what would be my moms room. They were jumping on the bed and I was lucid. At first I was just participating like I was in a normal dream, then as they were jumping I tried ripping the bed apart with telekenetics. Didn't work but then again I rarely ever had good dream control. In fact I pretty much never did but I was usually able to do something. I really wanted to do something, anything, because it was my first time being lucid in a while! I told them I had to do something so I started to walk out side. It was exactly like my house so I knew the floor plan. As I was walking through the kitchen into the garage I remember thinking how Lucid dreams are always much more detailed than a regular dream. I've made this observation before but like I said, its been a while. I go into the back yard and start jumping and jumping, trying to fly. I notice that I'm jumping higher than in real life so this keeps me believing that i'm still in a dream. I was able to jump as high as the roof but I was never able to fly. After many depressing attempts, I awake...

I'm going to look up some things on dream control. I really want to get back in the swing of things.

[INDENT][RIGHT][SIZE="1"][COLOR="#808080"]20.12.2010[/COLOR][/SIZE][/RIGHT]
[SIZE="3"][COLOR="Black"]What A Dream Character!!![/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE="1"][COLOR="#808080"](MILD)[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[SIZE="1"][COLOR="#808080"]NON-DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#800080"]DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="#00008B"]LUCID[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[COLOR="#808080"][/COLOR][COLOR="#808080"]I couldn't remember anything before lucidity.
I had absolute control over myself and wasn't instinctive and could remember real life events, but near no contol over the dream itself, but it was incredibly stable.

[/COLOR][COLOR="#00008B"]I was in a small store, I didn't exactly know what it sold, there were random things such as magazine racks, DVD's, toys, so basically randomness. I looked around and sat down on a stool thinking "what shall I do tonight?" A hot blonde girl sat next to me, trying to get me to come with her, I said no. [/COLOR][COLOR="#808080"](My subconscious has been lately trying to distract me more and more)[/COLOR][COLOR="#00008B"] She tried to be sweet and kind to get me to go with her, something which would of worked in real life.

CONVERSATION/ Me,[/COLOR][COLOR="#800080"] Her[/COLOR][COLOR="#00008B"]

Hey, you do know right? / [/COLOR][COLOR="#800080"]Ummm know what? / [/COLOR][COLOR="#00008B"]Don't play dumb, if you're here, you should know / [/COLOR][COLOR="#800080"]Please don't go, I don't care if this is a dream (commence cute stare, my subconscious knows me... )/ [/COLOR][COLOR="#00008B"]Sorry, I know this is a dream, and so do you (I knew it was a dream, but I still felt kind of bad )/ [/COLOR][COLOR="#800080"](as I walk away) I'M REAL TOO!!! (Not kidding, she really did try that) / [/COLOR][COLOR="#00008B"](Stunned for a sec) Sorry, nice try though.

I thought I might see if I could turn invisible and steal from this store as an invisble man. I couldn't though, the girl came from behind me and said [/COLOR][COLOR="#800080"]"You ain't invisible" / [/COLOR][COLOR="#00008B"]I can see that..please go...[/COLOR][COLOR="#800080"] / Sorry! [/COLOR][COLOR="#00008B"]

I had once...sort of "Grabbed Space" and I sort of creased and I could climb it, and on one occasion tear it. I tried that for a while but couldn't. You know who showed up and commented, [/COLOR][COLOR="#800080"]"Haha, I know what you're trying to do, but you look like an idiot" [/COLOR][COLOR="#00008B"]She was kinda getting on my nerves.[/COLOR][COLOR="#808080"]

PS. MY FIRST MILD THAT WORKED!!! AFTER AROUND 80 DILD'S!!!

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Should have written this down earlier as it was a lucid.. oh well.

I was drifting in and out of sleep in the morning before I got up. I transitioned into a dream where my mother was driving and I was riding shotgun. It was storming heavily, the sky was dark gray and there were pockets of turbulent air that looked like they could turn into tornadoes. As I surveyed the area, I actually did see twisters all over the countryside. Even some of them really close by. My mom made a quick lane change to avoid on that was getting ominously close to our right. And that was the point I realized something just wasn't right. I did two reality checks, plugging my nose and breathing, and pushing my finger through my palm. Both checked out (even though for some reason I didn't feel like the first one was valid) and I became lucid. I tried to stabilize the dream but it didn't work out too well. It was pretty unstable to begin with and I remember my eyes feeling heavy and my right eye lost vision. The dream lost all stability so I did a backwards fall into limbo. I was still aware of my dream body and could move it around and stuff, but couldn't regain any imagery. A few seconds later I woke up.

I still find this a huge step forward because it was my first consecutive lucid dream (I had one last night too!)

12/15/10 A Tale of Two Hogwartses
Plans: Go to Hogwarts, take the train to the pyramids... Nomad says he'll be there if he can. Yay! No other plans.

Field Trip
I am at Hogwarts where I teach. The students there have been many new things lately, need I think it would be a good idea to practice it all. I think maybe a simulation where they can practice without any danger, and I think of the Outer Realms training area. Do I need to ask Dumbledore before taking these kinds of trips? I think maybe I need to find out for sure before taking the students off to all corners of the reality. So I head to Dumbledore's office, looking for Dumbledore to check and make sure field trips beyond Hogwarts grounds will be ok. As I am almost to the hidden entrace to Dumbledore's office, I see a pissed Umbridge passing on her way out of Dumbledore's office. She pauses long enough to glare at me intensely, then she storms off in a huff without saying a single word. I wonder what has gotten her in such a bad mood, but then she is usually in a shitty mood, so I don't pay much attention to her. I go into the hidden office so I can ask Dumbledore about field trip. Dumbledore asks if I saw Umbridge leaving, he said she is still trying to find a way to get me kicked out of Hogwarts, and she is still failing to do so. We have a bit of a chuckly at Umbridge's expense, and then I proceed to ask Dumbledore about the field trip. At first he seems a bit hesitant, says he isn't sure if it's a good idea to be taking the students into actual danger. I tell him that there is no real danger, the place I know of is 100% safe, no one can get hurt for real there. I tell him it's more of a simulation or an illusion than anything, or more like a waking dream, something that can't really hurt anyone. I give my word that all of the students will be completely safe. After a bit more of a pause, Dumbledore says he needs to check a thing or two out first, not due to not trusting me, but he doesn't want to give certain people any valid reason to have me kicked out.

Moon Express… All Aboard!
I am outside of Hogwarts, somewhere on the grounds, but I am not certain which Hogwarts I am at... I have been there only for a couple minutes when Nomad shows up, he says he wants to go to the pyramids to meet up with other dreamers there. I say I had thought he was going to wait at the pyramids for dream class dreamers, and we would meet there when I bring the Hogwarts Express to be part of the transportation. Nomad looks at me for a bit, then he says he was going to do that, wasn't he? Then Nomad says we will take the Hogwarts Express back to the moon and meet up with the dream class dreamers anyway. Nomad and I go to the station where the Hogwarts Express drops off the students, where we find there aren't many people. There is one there who seems to be a sort of guard, so we approach him. He says that no one is allowed access to the train without Hogwarts clearance, but he quickly changes his mind when I use MoP (Master of Puppets) to make sure he agrees to let Nomad and me take the train out for a while. Both of us get into the engine of the train, and head out on the tracks. There is a tunnel that the train passes through, which makes a perfect hidden location to go through a wormhole to get to the correct dimension. When we come out of the tunnel, the tracks lead right up to the pyramids, the Giza pyramids in Egypt. I see some people there, but I have no idea who they are. I don't recognize anyone there. After the train stops, Nomad gets off and starts talking to some of the people there, and soon I see there are dragons around us, and some of the people are getting onto the train. I notice the tracks don't continue on for very far, so how are we supposed to get to the moon? Does the train fly? Well, I figure it's going to have to start flying. I pull the train away from the pyramids after everyone is on board, and the problem of the tracks is solved right away. Two beams of moonlight seem to solidify and form tracks heading up to the moon, and that is what the train rides on to get to the moon. So I drive train onto the tracks of moonlight and moonbeam tracks all of the way to the moon. The surface of the moon has been terraformed, and the station there looks like a station in a theme park I might see in Disney Land or some other place like that. I pull the train up to station where I see people getting off, but it looks like there are quite a fewer than got on… I figure that some of them woke up. I tell Nomad that I had better return train, Nomad gives me a strange look. I tell him everyone here can wake up as they would normally. So now I follow a loop in the moon tracks and now the tracks head back down to the surface of Earth. I pass by the pyramids, go through the wormhole tunnel, and I return the train to Hogwarts without anyone other than the guard I used MoP on noticing the train had ever been gone.

The Second Challenge
I am a student at Hogwarts, I am there with MoSh, I am not lucid. MoSh says we are going to be finding out about the second task of the tri-school challenge. I think that sounds pretty cool, so I follow MoSh to the room where we will be meeting. I see Draco there, though he doesn't seem to like the fact I'm hanging around with MoSh, I wonder why he should have a problem with that. MoSh says I had better go over there and get with my partner, he looks a bit jealous. Partner? Who is my partner? MoSh says Draco is, of course, maybe I should do a RC as well. I do a RC and I realize that I am definitely dreaming.

McGonagall enters the room and announces that there is going to be a meeting of tournament contestants, so since we are all together in the meeting room the room where we first gathered, it is time to give out the first clue on how the task will be done. It seems this room is to be used as a common meeting place. McGonagall tells us the standings, how everyone did in the first task. I hear someone bitching that MoSh is still there when he didn't finish, McGonagall repeats in a somewhat impatient voice that not MoSh finishing due to foul play so it doesn't count. I hear someone else say to kick Draco out for cheating. McGonagall says Draco is not responsible for his father's actions, and was not the one who cheated, now before we run out of time, let's get to business, which is the next challenge... We are getting to talking about the task when Umbridge bursts in, she immediately points at MoSh and then at me, she says MoSh and I should be disqualified. McGonagall asks on what grounds? Umbridge then indicates her own forehead, which now has large red letters on it that spell out EPIC FAILURE. Several of the people laugh briefly, causing Umbridge to scan the room to see who it is, but she is unable to determine who laughed. I use MoP on her, then I telepathically say that little problem certainly is not worth interfering with the tournament. She pauses, then she agrees out loud to something no one else even heard, and finally she says she overreacted to the writing on her face. After another brief pause, she turns and leaves. Everyone is looking in the direction she went with strange looks on their faces, including McGonagall. After a bit of silence goes by, McGonagall finally gets the attention back to the tournament challenge. The second tournament challenge will be using magic this time… Draco comments that it was stupid to have a challenge where magic wasn't allowed… McGonagall ignores the interruption and continues to tell us that only our wands will be allowed at the beginning of the challenge, though anything else obtainable in the course is fair game. Like the previous challenge, only a small amount of information would be revealed at different times before the challenge, so they aren't telling us much... What they do tell us is that we will be taking a valuable treasure from its powerful protector, so we will want to work on spells that could help us deal with an opponent that is considerably more powerful than we are. These clues make me if this is the golden egg and the dragons challenge that she is talking about. I think it sounds very possible that this is the dragon challenge, or at least that it will be something similar. I figured Draco won't be able to cheat this time, but I wonder if the others will cheat. If they're going to be cheating, there's plenty of ways I could cheat, too… though I don't really see the point. Even if they don't cheat, I will still be able to handle the challenge.

This is after over 2 weeks of not remembering a single dream at all...

Awake / Comment
Non Lucid
Lucid

1. Clarity: 3/10
   Importance: 2/10
   
   … I enter an unknown house with some friends (2 I think). They need to do something and go upstairs.
   I stay in the hallway waiting for them to come back. For some reason I question that this is reality and perform the nose pinch RC.
   I’m indeed dreaming. Before I can fully grasp that I am lucid, I notice I’m soaked wet and wearing nothing but a bath towel.
   In the very same moment a man enters the hallway and is quite surprised to find me here.
   “Who are you? And what are you doing here?”
   Not really sure how to make sense as to why I am standing alone in his house, wet and dressed in nothing but a towel, I tell him.
   “Yeah… I’m here to meet Christian”, as I recall that one of the guys I entered the house with was named Christian.
   He shakes his head and is clearly annoyed, and quite confused, but leaves me alone and goes into another room.
   This sudden event throws me off quite a bit, I completely forget to stabilize the dream or set myself any goals. Due to this the dream isn’t very clear, and I’m not as aware as I usually am.
   I completely forget that I am still on a quest to meet “her" (http://www.dreamviews.com/f11/recurr...er-dcs-106461/) again.
   I decide to explore the house, but I don’t really have a proper goal for this dream. I walk down the hallway, past the kitchen, where the man I met before and his wife are having a discussion.
   I wonder if they’re talking about me. I continue down the hallway and go downstairs. I get the idea to use some form of dream control, but I’m not really sure what to do.
   I try to summon someone inside the room downstairs… not sure whom to summon, I settle with the idea of a cute girl about my age. That’s pretty much all the details I use.
   As I enter the room I find a cute girl, about my age, watching TV. I’m happy that I can still do this easily, even though I barely had any lucids lately, or recalled any dreams for that matter.
   She’s confused. I intruded into her room and she doesn’t know me. She clearly wants to say something, but she can’t find the right words.
   I use some more dream control, I want to make sure she doesn’t scream or something like that.
   I try to charm her by projecting my energy onto her. She completely forgets I’m an intruder and embraces me. She can barely stand, maybe I overdid it?
   I didn’t really account for how much energy I wanted to use, it was more like a random reflex, and I have no idea how much energy I used.
   “Kiss me!” she says. Well... who am I to deny this lovely lady a kiss, somehow thinking that I’m pulling a bit of a Hank Moody.
   I enjoy the kiss, but I can feel her whole body shaking, I really must have overdone it with the energy projection.
   Suddenly, my vision fades. Damnit! I forgot to stabilize the dream.
   
   
   
2. Clarity: 2/10
   Importance: 2/10
   
   I notice I haven’t moved yet after waking up. I immediately try to recreate the scene from my dream since I’m still somehow half in it.
   I can still feel some remains of the girl’s body heat, but I see through the eyes of my real body, which are closed…
   Suddenly I’m back in the dream. It didn’t really feel like a typical WILD transition, it was way too fast, still, I’m convinced it was a DEILD.
   … I notice the girl is gone, which is quite confusing... and there are 2 armed men in the room. Oops? This can’t be good.
   The man I met earlier is there. “You tried to steal my most precious belonging!”
   What is he talking about? Ooooh, right! I’m a thief and I’m here to steal something from him, in fact, I already stole it…
   I lose lucidity at this point, after all the thief story made so much sense *cough*.
   I have no idea what the item is that I stole, but I strongly believe I have it in my possession, and that I was hired to steal it.
   Both of the armed men draw their guns, time to get the hell out of here. I instinctively draw my own gun and shoot a bullet just past both of them.
   This startles them quite a bit and gives me enough time to run around the next corner. They try to shoot me, but I’m a thief, obviously they’re never going to hit me at that distance.
   I keep running down a corridor and know how to get out of the building. (It’s different from the house I was originally in)
   One of the men reappears in front of me; he must have found a shortcut. I need to go past him though, but I don’t want to shoot him.
   I try to knock him unconscious with my gun and he falls to the ground. The other guy is getting way too close, I don’t have a choice, I shoot him in the chest and he drops dead.
   Shooting the gun was hard (physically) I remember that I often experience that in non-lucid dreams, but I do not notice that I am dreaming.
   For some reason I know I’m running out of ammo, I decide to pick up the semi-automatic gun dropped by the guy I knocked unconscious.
   Unfortunately, the blow to his head wasn’t strong enough, he was still awake. Before I am able to grab his gun, he puts some kind of metallic spring onto my right index finger.
   It looks like one of the springs used in pens. It’s rotating around my index finger, and with every rotation it adds another layer of spring.
   I try to stop the rotation with my middle finger, but it just starts rotating around both.
   I try to use my left hand to pull it off, but it starts rotating around both hands. Well, this is a very annoying but highly effective device.There is no way I’ll be able to remove it here.
   I start running again, and remember this place in Thailand which to a normal person seems like a place where you can get your nails colored, but it’s actually a good spot to get handcuffs removed.
   (I saw an episode of American Dad before going to bed, and Roger went to exactly that place to get his handcuffs removed)
   I successfully stole the item, I just need to make a stop there and it’ll be all good…
   … I’m in a car with 2 people. They’re associates of the one who hired me to steal the item. They’re bringing me to the airport so I can leave on a plane.
   As we approach the plane I notice that it’s a concord. Do they still make those? No they’re not… I wonder if this is a dream?
   My thought process gets interrupted by someone shooting at our car. The driver startles and drives our car straight into the landing gear of the plane, what an idiot.
   I get out of the car. The pilot of the plane is not amused and goes to warp speed. Wtf?
   One of the guys I was in the car with says “Did you see this, this thing accelerated this fast on only 6 out of 8 engines!”
   He’s right, only 6 of the thrusters were lit… The dream fades away…
   
   

In the past couple days sence my last entry i have not been able to remember my dreams rite after i wake up, coencidently i also ran out of meletonin, i have a tought time falling asleep without it, but last nite i got some and thru the nite i dont remember that dream, but due to my father yellin it woke me up and for the first time i did WILD, i was at my grandfathers house and after stablizing the dream i was able to walk around for bout 30 minutes, even making my grandmother apear (my grandmother died 8 years ago) and was able to say goodbye to her (i never got a chance) it was a good night.

I drifted off to a very light sleep just after Coach's Corner with Don Cherry and Ron McClaine at the first intermission of a Toronto Maple Leafs at Vancouver Canucks game. Although there was much imagery and happening that made it obvious I was in a dream, the hockey commentary could be heard the whole time and was not garbled or altered by the dream state.


The dream starts off with me in a small hockey arena skating around the rink and batting hockey pucks thrown at me by my teammates like baseballs into the net. A couple of visiting hockey coaches asked me how I knew how to do that so accurately and I told them that my paternal grandfather taught me how. My coaches took me out to a secluded road out in the country side that was covered in ice. The coach tied a rope around my waist and pulled me behind a truck while I tried to throw pucks into hockey nets along the side of the road. This unusual practice lasted until early afternoon when the coaches returned to the arena and told the team that practice was over and we were invited to watch the Toronto at Vancouver game on another ice rink within the same arena.

I wandered though the halls of the arena and found myself in a changing room lined with portopotties and small cubicles where professional hockey players were changing. I did not see anyone I recognized until the last minute when I saw Canucks lead goalie Roberto Luongo sitting in his gear, looking at me with a wry and amused smile on his face but I was then escorted out by a security guard and directed to the rink where the hockey game had started. I was in the second of three seating levels and thought it has weird that the game was playing in such a small arena and that there were not very many spectators there for an offical NHL game. For some reason I had no jacket but a large and very warm brown blanket which I wrapped around me like a cloak.

The game was in the first intermission so I got up and explored the arena and by the hallways and the layout I believed I was in a high school of some sort. The hallways began changing and the layout became confusing and I believed that the arena was changing shape at random since I could not find my was back to the second level seating area, which was very frustrating but understandable because I know that my dreams frequently do stuff like that. When the game started again I could hear the hockey commentary as clear as day, so I was aware that the game was on but I could not find my way back to the ice rink. I found several rooms where people were watching the game on small television sets or just sitting listening to the commentaty and staring at the walls but I could not find the ice rink no matter where I looked. Even though I could hear the Toronto/Vancouver game the images on the television sets were of Toronto Maple Leafs vs. the Montreal Canadiens game. I went up a set of stairs and found the nosebleed section (third level seating) of an ice rink but I found that it overlooked a basketball court where small children were playing with random non hockey related toys.

I wandered around the arena some more before I found my way to a small area behind the arena that looked like a garden admist fall where some more small children were playing in the fallen leaves. I wrapped the blanket tightly around me and walked through the garden and into a narrow alleyway at the side of the arena. There was a large man standing in the dark in the lonely alley and when I got closer I realized that it was Roberto Luongo, still in his full hockey gear (minus his helmet), and who seemed to be waiting for me. I was all embarassed at first and did not know what to say but he broke the silence by asking my who my favourite hockey team was and I sheepishly responded that the Montreal Canadiens were my favourite and that my second favourite team was a toss up between the Toronto Maple Leafs and Vancouver Canucks. Luongo just laughed in response though it seemed to me that he was a bit disappointed that I had not mentioned his team as my favourite -- though I did make a point of mentioning afterwards that even though the Montreal Canadiens were my favourite team that he was my favourite goalie currently playing in the NHL and that Carrie Price (lead goalie of the Canadiens) was my second, which made Luongo very happy. Every time he smiled at me I felt my heart stir and started to believe that I was falling in love with him even though I was vaguly aware that I was in a dream and was not really talking to Roberto Luongo but an aspect of my subconscious that had taken his form.

We talked about hockey for a while but our conversation soon became more intellectual and we were talking about these deep universal things which were very personal and spiritual and I was surprised that we shared many beliefs and agreed on a lot of things. Unfortunately I cannot remember any of the details of that conversation because even though I was talking to him I was still hearing the Toronto/Vancouver game loud and clear as if I was right there at the game. I was just going to ask Mr. Luongo how he could be there talking with me while he was at the same time playing goalie in the game when suddenly the hockey commentators said that Toronto finally scored early in the third period after trailing by 2-0. I was very happy and excited and my light sleep faded and I woke up to see the game still playing and indeed Toronto had just scored early in the third period after trailing 2-0. This convinced me that my mind was still focused on listening to the game even though I was dreaming.


I later watched the replay of the game a few hours later and everything I had heard from the hockey commentators in my dream had indeed been said during the gameplay and I thought that was really cool because I have never simutaneously listened to something happening outside of my subconscious and dreamed at the same time.

My I had some crazy dreams last night

[COLOR="red"]So in my first dream I remember being in this strange game like world and I was trying to go up this giant building, I remember there being a password for one room and I couldn't get it then I found a secret way up from behind and then there I was at this other weird place where my sister some douchebag and two of her friends were. I got angry when I saw him and started making fun of the guy. This guy was a complete moron. I remember him saying something and I went "herp derp" hahaha. He was getting angry so I was like you wanna fight mother fucker, come on pussy! And then we started fighting but I had no strength for some reason :(. So he kept fucking hitting me in the balls like a douchebag and at some point he had my balls in a vice grip with his elbow and all I wanted to do is for him to stop. I apologized thoroughly and then I woke up for real.[/COLOR]

I then proceeded to DEILD for my first time.

[COLOR="blue"]Success, I was in a dream. Only I kept being sucked out of it. I distinctly remember a man aiding me each time I tried this. He was black I think and initially was a normal DC. He said he was my DG and then I was in a very vivid dream. I was walking and looked at my hands to make sure I was dreaming. They were weird It was like my hands were moving on their own and growing and shrinking. However I couldn't control this dream and kept waking up. I figured my problem was I couldn't stabilize it and eventually I gave up and decided to just go to sleep normally.[/COLOR]

[COLOR="seagreen"]In this dream I was like a up and coming rock star and my ex girlfriend who is kinda ugly appeared to me. In my dream my lil bro was sleeping in my bed so I was outside my room with her and we started making out. I asked her to suck my dick and she did. I came very soon though. Lol. I got frustrated and took her into my room and kicked my bro out. She gave me head again and my siblings get bursting in and shit I was getting pissed. So after a bit something warned me that she had STDs. So I said "How many guys have you slept with." "Like 48" I thought I heard 4 so I was a bit relieved and said "4?" She said "No" very meekly and I was like "Umm... three?" She said no again so I asked her how many and she said "48" I was like wtf? And then asked if she had any STDs she said no but had a very awkward smile and I said "Ok now I know you do what do you have?" She said she had cannons. Hahaha. I was like "Oh my god that disease is transferred orally." This is where the dream stops pretty much.[/COLOR]

I had a fragment where I was searching the web about STDs and how they are transferred.

[COLOR="darkorange"]I'm not sure how this dream started off but I was in a fight for my life for some reason. This crazy girl fucking killed some dude and I was in like a free for all or something last one standing. So all I had was a fork so I attacked her when she killed the dude so she couldn't free her fucking spear type thing. She then began fucking stabbing me with the fork and at some point I woke up and instantly got on DV to write these dreams. Enjoy[/COLOR]

Type: Regular dream.
Lucidity: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10
Vividness: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10

Notes:
Yay, completed the TOTM!

It was pretty dark outside. I'm guessing it was about midnight, but it wasn't too dark because of illumination from street lights. I was walking down a sidewalk in some random suburban neighborhood, with a small group of people. There weren't any fences, just houses blocked here and there like usual. There was snow on the ground.

The people I was walking with were my friend from school, and Rorschach from Watchmen. He wasn't wearing his mask, but he was wearing his trench coat and hat. I can't remember what my friend was wearing.

I suddenly became lucid after walking for a few minutes, and I saw the snow. Immediately I knew this would be a good time to complete the basic task of the month - to hit a DC with a snowball. I figured hitting my friend wouldn't be as interesting as Rorschach, so I picked up a clump of snow (which felt more like the fake stuff) and tossed it at him. The ball didn't break, but instead it just fell to the ground as it whacked against his hat, which fell off.

He didn't turn to face me, but just looked down and laughed humorously.

"I'm going now guys," I said. "Bye!"

I proceeded to start running and take off into the air with my usual flying technique. In a few moments, I realized I was over an evergreen forest, which was right beside a two-lane road. It was still dark outside, but I could see where I was going, once again thanks to the streetlights on the road. I felt myself sinking down as I flew, so I said loudly, "engage backup power" and I managed to fly higher than before. I spent the rest of the dream flying because I just didn't want to do anything else.

As I was flying near the end of the dream, I remember smelling perogies.

I am outside a ruined building (possibly the Colosseum). There are some smaller constructions in front of me (a miniature tower and a piece of wall). My friends break them accidentally and replace them.
I go to the place from where they got the replacements. There is a (statue of?) a huge man who I know as the Emperor (I remember seeing him (or a statue of him, or him turned into a statue) with no head). I've seen him also in my other dreams (possibly the same place as this one).
The next thing I remember is being at the ruined building. At least now it is not the Colosseum. I Buzz Lightyear and fly to the other side of the clearing. I go inside the building. The Emperor is there, in the form of a snake. He is enraged and hissing at me, because he thinks I'm going to take his place as the Emperor (because of the statue thing). I assume him I'm not going to take his place. He calms down a little bit. His assistant arrives and leaves with him. I jump off the window (I'm at the second floor), straight towards the ground. I turn my fall into a swoop just in the last second before hitting the ground. I fly outside the building (it is a square building with at least two floors and some towers and a square clearing in the middle). The Emperor gives me and some others invisible slingshots. There are some creatures we have to shoot at with them. I go into an impossible position, hanging between a door and the building's wall. I start shooting at the creatures (I can't remember what they looked like). I don't seem to hit them (the ammunition is also invisible, I even can't feel the slingshot), but they start to complain about someone shooting at them. They even look straight at me. A friend of mine appears. I start shooting at her too, but she doesn't notice it. I fly on top of the building. I stay there for a while and jump off the roof, shooting with the slingshot. Once again I barely prevent myself from hitting the ground. I fly to my friend. She tells me her mom, though she is mentally ill, is also a Chosen One. Her mom appears and leaves. I go after her. I go round a corner and almost run into her. I back up several steps, while she follows me. I ask her for advice in being the Chosen One. She looks very old, old enough to be my friend's grandmother, rather than her mother. I can't remember correctly what she answered.
The dream gets mixed up with Eragon (in which magic is used by uttering words of the ancient language). She tells me they teach us youngsters wrong words. Then she starts speaking out an ancient poem with lots of words in it that haven't been used in hundreds of years. He takes me into a temple. There are lots of people in there. Where the altar would be, there is an ancient man, someone even older than the woman with me, lying in a hammock, which is held by assistants. We go to him. The woman tells me he is the father of the current pope, who is at least 300 years old, so the father is even older. The pope is not doing his duties well enough and as long as he remains the pope his father must take care of the pope's duties and for that he is way too old (pretty confusing). I take the hammock's other end and someone with me takes the other. I look at the ancient man as the woman explains me something. I say that he's quite heavy. The woman tells me he's four metres tall. He certainly isn't that tall but very tall indeed (over two metres). I bow and we leave. At the door I bow again and the people in the room applaud. We leave the building and the woman runs of in a superhuman speed. I follow her, but we run (and fly?) at same speeds so she keeps her distance of about ten metres from me. I realize she doesn't want me following her so I stop.
I see my brother and my cousin playing a star wars game. My view shifts into the game. Now I'm again in the temple, but this time theres nobody or nothing in it. I have a double-bladed violet lightsaber. Darth Maul comes at me, but he doesn't attack me. Mace Windu is behind me. We attack him. Soon I abandon my lightsaber and start using the Force and my hands. After some minutes I win him. The dream ends. So basically I had lucid powers because I thought I was the Chosen One.

I also had a lucid dream where I was playing the piano. The room was dark so I really couldn't see the piano. First I started playing an etude to check if the piano is in tune. The piece sounded correct, even though I started it about an octave too high. Next I tried Chopin's second nocturne. It didn't sound good so I started the piece over. This time I managed to play a few measures. The dream was very clear, I actually thought that I would wake up at any moment and that I also move my real body. Conclusion: playing an instrument in dreams is possible, but you'll really have to focus on what you're doing.

This isnt the first time Ive become lucid, but its definitly the longest Ive been lucid in a dream..

The moment I became lucid, I was on a nice, quiet suburban street (much like the street a few of my friends live together on)

There were a lot of cars, but no people. I became ecstatic at the idea of being in a dream. Everything started to black out - so I stared at my hands to regain lucidity. It seemed to work.

I decided to test out some powers I might be able to harness - I attempted to run, and eventually kept going faster until I reached superspeed, but the dream started to fade out, so I stopped.

My mind (due to low-lucidity) started to wonder, although I was still aware. I started to think about Space and the stars (a topic Im really interested in exploring in my dreams) and focussed on a stone that was on the footpath - Everything turned black except the stone, which turned into a distant star, and I begun soaring towards the star through space at astronomical speeds.

I slowed down and stopped in space. In complete awe at the solar system I was travelling through, I got too excited and woke.

That, was my most recent, and most interesting lucid dream.

I hope to have many more and evolve a lot of the themes I experienced!

Method: DILD
Recall: average
Lucid Ability:8
Vividness: Average
Dream Length:Average

I was watching something about some basketball player who was died. I think they were showing highlights. I remember telling who ever I was with that I knew someone who was just as fast as that guy.

scene change

I'm in this room with my friends D, A, D and D and and maybe some more random DCs. Theres also this Asian girl there. I've never been in this room before. It's long has several arch shaped windows with blinds. tvs, light brown carpeting...the cheap kind like they use at schools. None of this is adding up. I'm near this black refrigerator having a conversation with her. There just seemed to be something odd that stood out about her. She had on a peach tank top and white shorts. She had wavy brown hair to about the middle of her back, and it had a couple of blonde streaks. I don't know what we were doing, but I do remember asking her questions. I asked her name twice, and I think she said it was "Chadra", and she told me it meant "peace" or "river". We ended up having sex in front of everyone, and I knew it had to be a dream.

After that I started testing out things. Making the blinds rise and fall, and flip. Shooting energy blasts, and making the antenna's that were sticking out from the tv's in there collapse. I think I flew around there as well. I remember something about telling myself to make sure I document everything, like I was going to come back there. The people who were in that room kept changing from time to time. Various DC's that seemed pretty intelligent.

Its been awhile since I've written in this things, I blame finals (which are now over woohoo!)

I only really remember my last dream of the night. The world was like minecraft, really blocky with high terrain relief but the branches of trees were actually branches and not blocks. I had just stolen a diamond nugget and a diamond bar from a DC who had created a house in this area. I was running and he was chasing me. I found a hut and tried to hide inside but he came in and we began to fight. My blows were so slow and weak that he just laughed them off. That was when I thought of how ridiculous the situation was, that my fists were traveling through the air so slowly, and became lucid. Ignoring everything else, I immedietly took a knee and examined my hand to simultaneously RC and stabilize the dream. It worked... to a point. The dream seemed very unstable, and fearful of losing it while I was just trying to stabilize it, I got up and started looking around for things to do. I was pretty excited, but didn't destabilize the dream further from that! Now at this point the dream actually faded to blackness and I opened on RL eye. I was on my side in my room. I was initially disappointed but then realized that I could still move around my dream body. I shut my eyes again and began rubbing my still functional dream hands together. I pictured a rolling desert hill scene and it appeared in my mind's eye like a postcard, lots of blackness around it. I took my dream body and ran forward leaping into the frame. And just like that, I was flying. Some machine was flying ahead of me. I jerked my arms forward to boost forward, did barrel rolls, skimmed the desert surface. It was amazing. The dream again began to collapse around me. I allowed it to. Once again I was in my room, but it again didn't feel right. The lighting was nighttime and not morning which it had been a few minutes ago. I leaped out of bed and noticed a few DC's milling about in my room. Yup, definitely still in a dream.

I was so stoked, I actually noticed the large mirror in my room and decided to take a look in it. I was a little surprised at what I saw, just a clear, slightly older version of me. My hair was longer and I had a few scars, but besides that, it was me. No horrible nether monsters, or blurry image. Turning around I decided to summon a DC. And that I did, a very cute pink haired girl (I didn't explicitly imagine anyone in particular but that's how it happened). She got out of the capsule that had appeared in my when I summoned her... and she promptly climbed into my bed. There was another chatterbox DC in my bed who wouldn't shut her mouth so I tried out a technique to make her disappear. I stood at a distance and used my hands to cover her from my field of vision. When I removed my hands, she was gone. Store! I climbed into my bed with the summoned DC girl and we just kinda lay there, her in my arms a few minutes. It was pretty cool but I could feel the dream destabilizing further. My vision blackened and my RL eyes opened with me in my RL bed. No need for a reality check, this was real.

I wasn't even disappointed waking up! That was my longest and most productive LD to date! I spent a few minutes to recall my experience and then jumped on here to share.

Without the need to read this entire post here's a synopsis of what i accomplished in lucid state:
Flying, looking in a mirror, summoning a DC, concious RL to LD transition, making an unwanted DC disapear

I was surfing the internet, when I got "Inbox [1]" notification. I've got totally distracted and I opened the message. The message was from the institute of art and it said that they found donor, some woman. I have no idea for what. Also, there was annotation that I am supposed to visit them.

I went there and the institute looked like some monumental building, but I was distracted by some paintings of some famous artists, that were standing on huge lawn in front of the building. And those looked like a vintage, ellipse picture frames, and like a monuments and statues at the same time

On the paintings were some strange, rich, noble people; some countess, kings...

On the one of the last paintings was me. I was portrayed as a very beautiful, handsome, in green dress with corset and with magical, vintage, curles. My eyes were brown, bright almost yellow...

I realized I was dreaming and when a tried to touch the sky I woke up.