lucid

DILD...crap recall
I remember trying to teleport to Walms after throwing several black holes on the wall and stepping through one . When I got to the next location, it was a dark area, and I saw some fast moving light flying by. I remember trying to catch up to it thinking it was him.

I had this dream on Dec. 14

I was at an outside event. There were quite a lot of people seated on chairs in a grassy area and they were watching a man on a stage. There was a boy, my age, that was supposed to be performing, but he didn't want to and he was walking away as I was passing by. I started to talk to him.

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I was in an outside mall area. I was going into a restaurant with an ex. For some reason, I was meeting him for lunch. As we were sitting at the table, he became very rude to our waiter and I remembered why I had separated from him. I got up, told him I was leaving, and then walked outside. I realized since I'd ridden here with him, I didn't have a car. I thought of calling my fiance, but knew it would be difficult to explain why I was here. I wasn't entirely sure myself. I thought of calling my parents to come get me, but I didn't want to have to beg. I then thought maybe I could ride the bus. As I was walking around the mall area to the parking area, I saw rental cars parked and taxis. I intended to go rent a car, just for the 10 minute drive home. As I was looking at the selection, I noticed my ex was walking toward me. He didn't look happy. There were other men with him. As they walked up, he started to harass me. I tried to get away, but he grabbed me and started to beat me. I remember throwing punches back in defense, even trying to snap his neck. His friends pulled me off, started to beat me too. People that were watching, saw me getting beaten to death, came in, tried to help. I remember crawling away, tears streaming down my face with blood, my face puffy, trying to call my fiance. He answered and I asked if he could pick me up. He asked what was wrong and I told him just to get me- I blacked out then.

I came to and I was laying on the asphalt in the parking lot, my fiance having just arrived. There was a mirror or something reflective in front of me and both of my eyes were almost swollen shut, were black, my lip busted and my face distorted and bloody. I started crying and I just held my fiance. I then saw my ex and his friends. They were carrying AK-47's. I panicked as they were walking toward me. They opened fire on the crowd and my fiance took off to go fight. I crawled under a car, barely breathing, watching the men walk past me. Other people started trying to hide beside me and drew attention to us. The men with guns started shooting in our direction. My fiance leapt under the car just as a grenade was thrown our way. He threw it back out just before it blew up, taking a man's face with it. I was shuddering and as I turned to look at my fiance, I saw what looked like a laser appear on his chest. I saw blood pouring out and I began to shriek in horror. I was screaming "Please don't leave me, please don't go" as he held my hand, his eyes glassy. He collapsed beside me and I started to sob. I looked at a man next to me with a gun and somehow, he was my fiance, only he wasn't. The man that had just died wasn't my fiance, the man beside me was. It was very confusing. I clung to the other man, telling him it would be okay and he was giving me weird glances.

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

[I dreamed for a subjectively really long time last night, but my recall is a bit fragmented. I don't really remember the transitions between most of the scenes, which is reflected in the absence of flowing transitions between paragraphs in this entry.]

I'm lying in a bed that I'm sharing with a man I know. It's not sexual; he's asleep. He rolls over onto me, apparently completely unaware of my presence. I struggle to get out from underneath him, and succeed, standing up.

I'm now in a long, wide, rectangular space with white walls that serves as the entryway to our church's offices, which are within a really big building. A long, straight hallway leading to other offices on the floor forms one of the long sides of the rectangle, and the doors into our offices are on the other side. The center of the rectangle is filled with a row of wide, square, dark-colored, upholstered seats. I'm lying on one of them, with my knees bent over the front edge of it and my feet on the floor. Several people from my church walk by, coming in and out of the doors. They see me, and I say, “Hi.”

I'm in another room in the same really big building. It's being remodeled. There's a couch that's completely wrapped in newsprint, because someone is going to paint this room. I'm standing near the doorway, and I see L.M. [a teacher from my real high school, whose class I was never in] walking by out in the hall. I introduce one of the other people who's in the room with me to her: “This is L.M. She teaches biology.” L.M. is wearing a name tag that says “Sakura Lily [Something-or-other beginning with M],” in Roman characters. I think, I didn't know that was her real name.

I'm looking out the wall of the really big building that's make up of one really big window, at a sky filled with pink and orange clouds. I realize that it's already 3:00 in the afternoon, and I've already wasted most of the day. I'd better hurry up if I want to do the studying I still need to do for my final. [In the dream, I actually remembered having experienced most of an entire day in that really big building, including lunchtime.]

I'm in another living-room-like room, similar to the one that was being remodeled, except that this one isn't. At this point, it hits me: This isn't a real place. I'm dreaming. That explains why I wasn't really hungry for lunch earlier: my real body is asleep, and I had a big dinner before I went to bed. Oh! Since I'm dreaming, it's not really 3:00. The day hasn't even started yet! I still have time to study! Strangely, thinking about the fact that I'm dreaming causes me to feel woozy, dizzy, and sick, and the whole world to tilt. [Probably because I was rereading parts of the Inception shooting script again, in which telling someone that they're dreaming causes the dream to destabilize. Dang it! I know it doesn't have to be like that.] I think, No. I have to keep the dream stable. I kneel down to feel the carpet, which, this time, is a little like the carpet in my real room, except lighter (more yellow than brown) and slightly shaggier. The dizzy, tilting feeling goes away. Standing up, I put my hands under running water. At first, I can't feel it at all, but then I feel the warm water running over my hands. Then, I reach into a fish tank on a nearby table to touch the goldfish in it with my fingers. I've done this before, I think. What did it feel like? This. It does feel pretty much like I remember it feeling when I had my own goldfish tank in reality.

I return to the room that was being remodeled, to find that they're done remodeling it. The couch has been unwrapped and all the other furniture has been returned to the room. This room will be serving as the first-aid station for some kind of event; there's a handwritten paper sign on the door saying so. I feel the need to leave this room clean and neat before this dream ends (I sense that it will soon), so I pick up all the trash and used tissues that are lying all over the middle of the floor.

I'm outside, at night, looking at a couple of brightly-lit city blocks. I think, Oh, cool! Those are the blocks just to the south of home! [What home, I don't have the slightest idea.] I start flying, this time taking off with more of an effort of will and belief than by jumping (it also helps that I'm feeling happy and excited), and go straight up, so as to admire the view better. When I get up high, I start being pulled backward again [see this DJ entry and this one], but this time, it doesn't frighten me. I think, Oh, I must be going back to my real body now.

It turns out that I'm wrong. I find myself in another unfamiliar place [I don't remember where it was]. I pinch my nose and can still breathe through it, which is a pretty neat feeling. I'm still dreaming. [I remember doing this on two different occasions, but I'm not sure when the other one was.]

I'm entering my family's house [but it's none of our real houses]. P. is waiting for me inside, and expresses frustration that I've been gone so long. I'm still aware that this is a dream, but I decide to play along with the dream plot. I enter the kitchen, and my parents are there. I look at the whiteboard/calendar attached to the side of the fridge and see that something I wrote there before has been erased, and the magnets on it have been moved around. I follow my family up the stairs in the house, and we end up in a room filled with barrels of wine.

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Side notes:

This dream seemed to go on for a really long time, especially considering that I remembered being in the dream building for most of a day. I only wrote down the most memorable moments. I think this is because time dilation was the topic I was reading the most about here on DV before I went to bed last night. I am pleased with this development, and now I'm even more motivated to learn better control, so that I can really take advantage of the time and stability I now seem to have in lucid dreams.

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[SIZE="3"][COLOR="Black"]Something's Off, But Whaat THE HELL!?[/COLOR][/SIZE] [SIZE="1"][COLOR="Gray"](DILD)[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[SIZE="1"][COLOR="Gray"]NON-DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="Purple"]DREAM[/COLOR] [COLOR="DarkBlue"]LUCID[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[COLOR="Gray"][/COLOR][COLOR="Purple"]I remember I was going through a backyard [/COLOR][COLOR="Gray"](not mine) [/COLOR][COLOR="Purple"]when I was thinking something was off. I couldn't quite figure out what was off though. I was still pondering what I heard I loud sound, I looked over and saw a pterodactyl flying, then landing. [/COLOR][COLOR="DarkBlue"]Nose pinch, lucid. I was taking in the surroundings, it was night, but I was able to see and there was a fence near me, wanting to see what was on the other side, I ignited it. When it finished burning it revealed...another fence. My mind numbing with that, I turned around and saw some headlights on the road, I got an idea. I went over to the road in waved a guy with an afro on a motorcycle down. He stopped for me and I asked him if I could have a ride...TO THE FUTURE! [/COLOR][COLOR="Gray"](kind of ironic considering he looked like he was dropped from the 80's) [/COLOR][COLOR="DarkBlue"]He just said sure as if it was nothign, but as I got on, the dream ended. [/COLOR][COLOR="Gray"](shame, that could of been so cool)[/COLOR][COLOR="DarkBlue"] [/COLOR][/INDENT]

I am so happy i had my first ever lucid dream. This is how it started

I was in class at school and I feel asleep, but then my mind said aren't already sleeping then i wake up in that dream inside my dream. The first thing i do is jump out the window and fly then i land to talk to man, then i noticed he is smoking weed, and then i ask for some, and i took a hit. Then i went to a toy r us store. THEN I FREAKING WOKE UP BY MY GRANDMA ((((

I tried FILDing but I fell asleep.

I was in my primary school staff room (for the 100th time) and I looked at my hands and did a fingercount. Everything was normal.

Something made me look at my hand again, it was still normal, but I said "This is a dream". I went outside the room to a balcony and remembered the snowball Task of the Month, so I tried to pick up some snow from nowhere, but when I threw it, nothing came out of my hand.

I went down the stairs to a grass quadrangle, and I made snow appear on the grass, I picked it up and made it into a ball and threw it at someone. Ive never felt real snow before so it felt like the ice in a freezer.

I remember flying up suddenly really high into space, and passing the moon which may have had shared dreamers on it.

My cousin and his dad were there doing something strange.
MEMORY GAP
I only remember when they start wearing werid masks and making a really weird, freaky, almost satanic laughing noise/chant. There were suddenly a whole bunch of people doing the same thing. I started to get scared at it was night suddenly, so I yelled "Disappear!" along with an appropriate arm movement (that's how I control) and they vanished.

I yelled "Daytime!" and moved my arms like I was sending the moon down past the horizon and pulling the sun up. It was still dim so I yelled "Brighter. Brighter! BRIGHTER!!" until it was normal daytime.

I remembered that I had to get to Whoville for the other task. The quadrangle had four walls around the outside, so when I spun to another place, the walls were still there so I made them disappear one by one.

As I was doing this a teacher from my high school was there and said "You look like a crazy person when you do that." I said "Well, I'm dreaming so it doesn't matter. This is a dream.

Then I started losing lucidity as I was waking up, because random half-naked manga girls were walking around the grassy hills I was standing in, and unicorns from Charlie the Unicorn were appearing. Nearby my dad said "What are you watching?"

I woke up to an alarm in another room

I don't even read manga/watch erotic anime FWIW

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

Notes:
I hate it when I take too long to record dreams. And it just had to be this one.

This was a rather high-level lucid. I was in the back of a semi truck, which was actually lit pretty well, casting light onto the thinner metal walls. There were large, empty cardboard boxes with unidentifiable red and white labels around the inside walls of the truck, but then proceeded to start sliding around as the vehicle started and stopped. I could feel the gravity and shifts as the truck did this, which was almost every few moments.

I didn't know where I was.

In this period of time, I know I became lucid. I also know that I got out of the truck by creating a blast of bluish, electric energy. When I did this, I was able to hear the electrical sound of something shorting out, and a realistic zapping noise. I then walked out and ended up on the field of a university campus. The university building was around forty feet away from me, as an estimate. It was pretty small, with light brick and stone walls, but the area around the building was very big. It consisted mostly of trimmed grass and a running track that went around the perimeter of the campus. I knelt down and smelled the grass (while looking around me at the same time to not lose focus). The grass smelled rather sweet, almost too sweet. I touched it with my hands and it felt damp.

Next, I believe I looked up and the actor Edward Norton appeared behind me. But the strange thing was, I didn't summon him myself. However, I figured I wouldn't let it go to waste because he looked almost perfect and normal. I kissed him, and he kissed me back.

This dream consisted of more stuff, but unfortunately I took too long to record it.

These DJs need a semi-lucid tag.

Zombies, Werewolves, Vampires and UFOs
Recall: 6/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Left Side (Right Brain)

My uncle shows up at two in the morning insisting that I do find him a belt for his car. I try to tell him nothing will be open at this hour, but he insists he needs it right now. The only place I can think of is a garage that is attached to a family run restaurant. There might be someone from the garage still there we could convince to find us a belt. Luckily for my uncle, some old woman says she'll buy us pizza, so we have a reason to go there.

My uncle Rick and I run down the highway, and we begin to pass zombies. Severely decayed zombies at first, with no legs. But the farther we go, the more zombies we encounter. There are also people fleeing in the opposite direction we're going. They zombies are trying to get us, but we're avoiding them so far. Up ahead I see a police car, and I think they'll be able to help us, but as we get closer I see they are zombies pretending to be police. Since we seem to be running right into the heart of the zombie infestation, we turn off the main road and head into the woods.

We come across a little house or cottage, when suddenly we're attacked by werewolves. Werewolves with swords!!! They are leaping all over the place, making it hard to keep track of them all. One of them grabs my uncle, and I run up and punch it in the head, then grab it's sword. The sword is almost axe like, with a thicker heavier part at the end of the blade which really chops well. I sever werewolf limbs and chop off their heads. We defeat the werewolves, and decide to get out of there.

Next we come upon our original destination, the restaurant that is more of a bar at this time of night. We enter the bar, and I don't recall much of what happened inside, but I discover it's a vampire bar and want out of there. I know they're not going to let me leave, but I make my way towards the exit anyways. As I leave, the vampires are offering me all kinds of cakes and deserts, trying to fatten me up. I eat some, then try to get out the door but they block my way. So I fight my way out, and the hordes of vampires don't stand a chance.

I'm feeling very powerful as I fight the vampires, I'm probably semi-lucid, and make it outside where I see all the human's coats piled on the ground. I dig through to find my leather jacket while all the vampires come out to surround me. I'm still feeling insanely powerful, and I rise off the ground and fly way from there about 12 feet off the ground.

I'm impressed my flight is stable this time, and figure I should gain some height and speed so the vampires don't jump up at me. But as I start rising, I see power lines directly above me, giving off the occasional blue spark. It's hard not to fly into them, as they run directly above my flight path.

I fly through a major underground bus terminal, and the vampires attempt to ambush me there one last time, but I evade them and make it out of there. Now I just have to worry about the UFOs...

There are UFOs in the sky, and they're after me too. There is no running from these craft, so I fly straight at them like a bullet and smash into them with my body, knocking them out of the sky


Pure awesome!!!!

So here I am in school. Just an average boring-ass day. So, I'm walking through the large crowds of the school to get to Algebra. I am in the cafeteria, and I am nearing the hallway that Mr. Eckart's room is in. I then see two girls I know named Sydney and Kim(Yes, they are real people in waking life). Suddenly, the two of them start making out!!! What the f**k? Okay, I gotta admit, it's pretty hot seeing two chick make out. But that was totally uncalled for. Oh well...oops. Looks like they're in deep s**t now. Two teachers saw them. The teachers come over.
"What was that?!" one asks. That was my question too.
"It was a lesbian kiss." Sydney replies nervously. It would be funny to stick around, but I was gonna be late to class. So, I continue down the hall. Here I was, room 116. I enter the room. It was different in here. Odd, because the rest of the school was in perfect order. First off, different rearrangement of desks. Secondly, Mr. Eckart's desk was where his projector table is usually at. Third thing, his projector table was gone. Fourth thing, we had no lights. Six thing, we had windows, and I can never recall his room having windows. Finally, thing number seven, I had different classmates. Most of which I know, but some were just made up DCs.

Well, I guess this was a HUGE dream sign. I do believe hearing the mentioning of Green Day(DS). So, time to do a well deserved MILD RC. I plug my nose, and I'm still able to breathe through it. I do that a few times because it seems too real to be a dream. Then, I look at my hands. On my left hand, I see that my ring finger and my pinky finger are attached to each other, making one big finger. Yes! Now lucidity was my b***h!!! Okay, so I had my task in mind. I didn't have time to go get Vegeta. He had two of the Dragon Balls. He said they were mine to keep though in my last LD. So, I figured while he had a safe hold on them, I could go find some more. I only had to find Five more. So, before I can even sit down for class, I speak out.
"Class is dismissed...forever!!!" Then the setting changes to my friend's house. What the hell? I summon a molotov cocktail. I throw it into a hallway and the house catches fire. Everyone starts screaming and leaving the house through the garage.

Instead of a yard or driveway, we find ourselves in a forest. Uh...okay. Everything was in its normal place, but it was all in a forest now. Man, this was one f**ked up setting dream. Anyway, I explained to everyone that we needed to find the Dragon Balls. So, I stood there, and they all went out in the forest to find some. I waited about five minutes. Soon, two people arrived with two Dragon Balls. Sweet! I had four of seven Dragon Balls now!

Suddenly, the girl I know. She explained something terrifying had found them, and chased them back here. I said we needed to return to the burning house and save it, then we could hide there. So, I take the Dragon Balls, and we sprint back. The house changed again. It was now my old house. We came down to the back patio. We stop. I ask what they saw. The girl says it was Grim. The Grim Reaper? No wait, she had the same face as Vegeta. Did Vegeta see Grim in my last LD? That's what had him in his place? Damn. Then, the girl pointed behind me. Grim's reflection was in the window.


I demand that everyone break the window. They do as told with pleasure. They throw rocks through the window. Then, he's in the screen door's windows. We quickly begin to smash his reflection away. Where the hell was Grim? Was he in my yard? Was he literally in the window? Did he show his face in person, and not in a window back in the forest? These were all questions that needed some f**king good answers. So, we enter the house now. We are at the kitchen door, and I tell everyone to stay back for a minute and act natural. I walk into the kitchen, only to find my mom packing away things. I knew I started the fire, but she didn't.
"Mom, what happened?" I ask. She waits a moment.
"The house caught fire," she says ", and the damage is so bad, we have to move." Like I care. Good thing I didn't tell I didn't care. I came back to get my classmates, but then I awoke.

Good morning, everybody. I think these dreams are both influenced by other dreams I've read on this site.

Dream #1

I was in a department store. The light was somewhat grey and dim. I walked to my right, into an area with a lot of dresses for little girls.

I walked past one long rack of dresses. The dresses were all shimmery. Most of them had one single color, like purple or pink. Some may even have had pointy, brimless "princess" hats (which now remind me more of the I Dream of Genie headdress).

All these dresses were supposed to be long on little girls. I assumed they'd hardly even fit onto my body. But for some reason I was still thinking of trying these things on.

I walked between two long racks of dresses. Some of these dresses seemed to have black velvet tops and gold skirts.

As I walked along, two or three tall, young, black men came walking from the other direction. The men were all dressed in shiny, satiny outfits that looked like jester outfits. The front guy may have been wearing sunglasses.

I scooted out of the way a little bit. When I did so, so did the guys. I excused myself and said sorry. The front guy said, "No problem, no problem."

I now found myself out in a wider area of the store. I was trying to figure out whether I wanted to go back to the dresses or go somewhere else.

Dream #2

I was possibly somewhere like a room in a library. I was probably with a group of peers, which was probably led by an older, tall, balding "teacher" figure with grey hair, glasses, jeans, and a denim shirt.

At some point I realized I wasn't wearing any pants or underwear. I was just wearing a big button-up shirt. I knew I needed to get fully dressed.

I walked out into a large stairwell like a big, open stairwell at a museum. I knew I was on the third floor and I needed to get down to the first floor. There were people on the stairs and on the floors between the stairs, walking in and out from exhibits. I had told myself I would run down the back stairwell. But I now realized I was going down the main stairway.

I thought for a moment I could keep going. I thought the shirt was long enough that nobody would see I was wearing no underwear. But then I saw that people had noticed I was wearing no pants and underwear. I was embarrassed. I hurried at the next landing to a doorway to the back stairwell.

I ran past a couple people and into the smaller stairwell, which was more like a fire escape stairwell. I was all alone. I started speeding down the stairs, almost flying down them, taking a lot of steps at once.

I went too fast and found that I had gone too far down. I was in an area full of white-painted pipes. The area was huge and well lit, and the pipes were all so neatly arranged, like bookshelves in a library.

I felt way out of place down here (although my state of undress didn't seem to bother me anymore). I knew I needed to get up to the correct floor. I imagined workers finding me and trying to do something bad to me.

I now imagined (???) a tall, black man in a beige denim jacket and black sunglasses standing before me at the bottom of the staircase. My view panned through the aisles of white pipes which also seemed to be decorated with white Christmas lights.

I imagined myself asking the imaginary man a weird question, like which way was the way out. I imagined the man first telling me something weird, like telling me how to get to the position in the basement where the exit would actually be on the first floor. I even imagined a huge painting, like a huge equestrian painting that might be seen in the lobby of an art museum.

I then imagined, as my view panned through an area of white pipes lit almost entirely by tons and tons of white Christmas lights, that the man asked me something, like he was asking me on a date (???). I imagined that just around the corner from this area there was something like a themed food court, all done up in a confectionery style, like old merry-go-rounds.

I thought that if this guy wanted to go have all this fun at "the festival," I'd have to get money from an ATM. I could hear Mexican music, like Mariachi music, playing somewhere.

I found myself in a place like the parking lot of a shopping plaza from when I was a kid. The shopping plaza had a number of large stores, like a big clothing store, a big grocery store, and a big bookstore. It was night, and the light was deep blue, with all the lights in the shopping plaza turned off. But I still saw the lights, felt the warmth, and heard the music of the festival somewhere.

I walked around trying to figure out where the festival was. I felt like I had woken from a dream. I may have been trying to convince myself that the music and light had only been in my dream, and that I was now just having trace memories of that stuff.

But, I told myself, I'm still dreaming! There's no way I could be just walking around here right now. This is a dream, too.

Realizing this was a dream, I felt a lot more clarity. The sky may have even gotten a bit lighter.

I decided to turn around and look for the festival. But as soon as I turned around, everything went black, like I had closed my eyes. I tried to "open my eyes" and see again. But I couldn't. I walked around. I felt and heard myself walking. I even continued hearing the music. I even had some idea of where I was in the parking lot. But I couldn't see anything.

Dream #3

I was in "my office," which was larger than my office, much more like an office floor for a larger company.

I got up from a cubicle when I heard that a couple of women were getting ready to interview a man for a position. I felt like they were interviewing a replacement for my position.

I walked a little ways, then looked through what seems to have been the underside of a large semi-truck's trailer, to the elevator bank at the front of the office floor.

I could see the interviewee in my mind's eye. He was a little kid, maybe 10 or 11 years old, dressed in a nice suit. One of the women interviewing him was a stout, Hispanic woman with short, black hair.

I heard from somebody nearby that my boss was getting fired, and that the person was interviewing to become my boss' replacement. That was a relief for me, considering I had been thinking all this time that I was going to get fired. I only hoped that management would decide to keep me after firing my boss.

I may have thought about the complications for this actually being possible. Maybe the man already had somebody like me on his team. So maybe he'd just bring that other person over from whatever company he was coming from. I also thought that it might not be worth it to work for this guy, anyway. Maybe he would just turn out to be a jerk.

Has simply trying to do something about my subconscious visitors done the trick? Also, Inception mind-screwed me quite nicely. Loving it.

The first thing I remember was the second level of the dream. I was dreamscaping, doing a favor for the landlord of an apartment building that was a strange hybrid of the house where I grew up and the apartment building where I live now. I never manage to dream about any building where I actually live, if I do I know it's an OBE. Hasn't happened for some time, though.

I can't remember what the second level was, but it dealt with my old dollhouse (Haha, Christopher Nolan!) and I was wrapping metallic gold thread around something, like a small spool or something but it felt like a craft of some kind. I think the small something was soft.

I was lucid on a certain level, that the second level was a dream. A phone call woke me to the first level, which was not lucid. I vaguely remember returning to the second level, because I remember playing out some of the cliches of Inception (How did I get here???). But the phone turned out to be my Dad calling to say "Hello." We chatted about what was going on, I told him about the favor, and I mentioned that I smelled an odd kind of smoke. Dad became Overprotective Dad, getting all skittish that something was wrong. I told him that it was probably just the heater (apparently, this smell was normal?) and that any tenant could fix it so the handyman neighbor would probably be down soon to deal with it.

I got off the phone and wandered downstairs to find the landlord (who was somehow Willem Dafoe...) talking with the handyman neighbor who doesn't exist IRL. I mentioned quietly that the favor was done, and the neighbor said that something was very wrong with the heater. Dafoe made a crack that he wasn't getting much of his investment back on THIS building and left without doing anything. I made a comment about him being a slumlord, and woke up.

This time I was so confused at the first level being a dream that IRL I started checking for oddities. Pinch hurts, and I'm in my own apartment, though I always think that I'm in my own home so I COULD be wrong. And Hubby's here, more evidence that I'm awake. I even broke my first rule of surreality by looking into a mirror and a dark window. Freddy Kreuger's not there. I still haven't looked too closely at the TV, though. No nerve.

I am outside of the Hogwarts grounds, looking around to see how I had gotten there and where exactly I am. I am not immediately lucid, so I don't remember my goals. I look around to see if I can figure things out, but the idea that I am dreaming never quite occurs to me. So I am wandering down the road leading away from Hogwarts when I hear someone behind me calling me Raven, and sounding a bit impatient, or more than a bit impatient… I turn around to see someone coming towards me who looks exactly like Draco Malfoy, the older Draco from the end of the Harry Potter series rather than the kid from the beginning. He asks what I am doing, he says he thought I was going to get his father out of Azkaban, or was I just bullshitting when I said I could do that? He says he didn't think there was any way I could get anyone out of Azkaban… not with all those dementors around it! Him mentioning my goals makes me think of dreaming, so I do a RC and I discover I am dreaming…

I look over at Draco, who is looking at me with an expression I can't quite read, I figure he had been hoping I would really be able to get Lucius out of Azkaban, but isn't surprised at the idea I can't. I tell him I am going to get Lucius out of Azkaban, but timing is everything. I am not sure why I decide to do it this way, but I don't even look to find a place that is hidden from Draco before going through the whole Sailor Moon transformation… "Cosmic moon power!" Sailor Moon's crescent moon wand forms in my hand as a lot of lights surround me and I change into Sailor Moon, I tell a shocked Draco that the dementors are moon dusted, and then teleport away from the place, focusing on teleporting to a spot close to the prison known as Azkaban.

I appear in the new location and look around to see exactly what the situation is. The area is dark and desolate, though it doesn't look like the area around the Azkaban prison as depicted in the movies. Instead it looks more like one of the fortresses in the world of Oblivion from the video game with the same name. I look over to the dark towers, there are dementors circling the towers, it looks like a flock of demented birds, or a swarm of mutant insects circling their hive. It isn't a small place, I wonder how I am supposed to find Lucius in there when I have no clue where he might be. I'll have to follow my instinct, or maybe… they do allow visitors there, so maybe Sailor Moon wasn't the best form right now… I transform in to Narcissa Malfoy and then continue approaching the prison.

The guards at the entrance to the prison aren't dementors, fortunately, they are actual witches and wizards, they are people. I wonder how they are able to handle being around so many dementors, I would think there would be a very negative effect from that. How they are able to handle the direct exposure to the dementors isn't important, what was important was finding Lucius as quickly as possible. I could feel the cold energy from the dementors, but I just block it with a field of light energy. I speak to one of the wizards there, he wants to know who I am and who I am there to see, he seems about as interested in that information as he is interested in seeing a naked dementor, but I tell him that I am Narcissa Malfoy and I am there to see my husband, Lucius Malfoy. The wizard looks at something he has in his hands, I can't see what it is, but then he says to follow him. He summons a patronus that takes the form of a white Rottweiler and the white dog trots along beside us as I follow the wizard into the prison of Azkaban. There sure are a lot of cells in there, and it would have been very difficult to find a specific person in there, especially with all of the unstable dark energy coming off of the dementors. The guard unlocks a door that looks the same as every other door on the hall and motions me into the room beyond. There is a dim white glow in there, the guard says the shield doesn't keep the effect of the dementors completely out, so if I stay for very long, I should expect the usual reaction to being around dementors. I go into the cell he has unlocked, he shuts the door immediately behind me and locks it again. I wonder how I am supposed to get his attention when I want out… oh, well. That isn't important since I'm not leaving in the same manner I got in.

I look around the small cell, it is definitely no place to spend much time, and Lucius is over in one corner sitting there doing absolutely nothing since there is really nothing to do. He finally looks up at me, and he looks surprised to see me, he says I shouldn't have come here, he told me not to come, not around all the dementors, he says I need to go back and make sure Draco is ok… with the mention of Draco, the field of light gets briefly brighter, but the brightness doesn't last for long. I remember that I am still disguised as Narcissa, I have no desire to play her role any longer, so I tell Lucius I am not who I appear to be… and then I transform back into Sailor Moon. Lucius is staring at me in surprise now, he asks what I have come for, I tell him I am there to stage a prison break, of course. He is looking at me as if he thinks I am crazy, he says no one has ever escaped form Azkaban before… I say then we'll be the first… so are you ready to go, or do you want to hang around here for a bit longer? He says of course he is ready to go, so I use my crescent moon wand to cut through the prison door, then we step out into the hallway. Of course that doesn't go unnoticed. I tell Lucius to stay close to me, there are dementors approaching from both directions in the hallway. I summon my patronus, which takes the form of a large white panther, and the panther stays by our side as I lead Lucius towards what I can sense is the outer wall of the prison.

There is an alarm sounding in the prison now, and there is a lot more resistance now that our escape has been announced to the entire prison. My patronus is still keeping many of the dementors at bay, but now I add blasts of energy from my crescent moon wand to clear the dementors from our path. Lucius is saying something about now there's no way we'll get out, every dementor in the place will be coming down on us, he seems to think I must be completely insane when I say if every dementor in the place wants to attack, bring it on. There is a voice from a cell to my right, someone is saying Lucius' name, Lucius looks in and says it's Bellatrix Lestrange.

She says she wants us to take her with us if we are escaping, Lucius says the dark lord would be pleased to have her by his side again. I use magic to unlock the cell door, then I crack it open just enough to look into the cell, I tell Bellatrix to come a bit closer, so I can see her better, she is instantly in my face trying to push through the crack I have opened. I look at her eyes, for any sign of a spark, but all I am able to see is darkness… is there anything in there at all? She asks what I am doing, move so she can get out, Lucius says we need to get moving. I give one more look at Bellatrix, I am still unable to sense a spark of any kind, so I agree with Lucius that we need to get going, but not with her. I shut the door forcibly on Bellatrix and lock it with magic, leaving it the same way I found it. Bellatrix is now screaming like a banshee, any semblance of sanity is gone completely, Lucius asks what I am doing, the dark lord would want her out. I ask what makes him think I am trying to help Voldemort… he gasps a bit that I have said the name… I lead Lucius down the hall to the end then up some stairs for a few levels, where I use my wand to blast a hole in the ceiling, which is the very top of the tower.

I step out onto the top of the tower with Lucius, and the situation doesn't look good. There are dementors surrounding the tower, so many dementors that they are blocking out the sky, and there are three wizards also waiting on top of the tower. I can tell Lucius thinks my escape plan was ill-conceived, and if I was an ordinary witch from a Harry Potter world, it would have indeed been very ill-conceived. The wizard wants to know who I am, he says if we surrender now, we will both be taken into custody… but if we resist, then it will most certainly be the kiss of the dementors for us. "Kiss a dementor?" I ask, "I'd sooner kiss the south end of a north bound blast-ended skrewt! Or Valdemort! I'd sooner kiss Voldemort!" The guard looks shocked that I spoke the name Voldemort, but then he says we haven't got a chance to escape. Lucius says we will go peacefully, I say the wizard should go fuck himself, Lucius says to not take the chance if receiving the dementors' kiss… I repeat that I'd rather kiss Voldemort… have you seen one of those things without its hood? They do the world a favor to wear those robes… I tell the wizards I can't say it's been a nice visit… it hasn't… but we will be leaving now. I go to the edge of the tower, pulling Lucius along with me, and take out my crescent moon wand. It's a spell I already had planned, though I don't remember seeing it used in Sailor Moon… "Moonlight Illumination!"

My crescent moon wand glows with a blinding light, sending spirals of light outward towards the swarms of dementors… The dementors who are hit are set on fire and disappear in a blinding flash of white flame, the other dementors are scattering in all directions to avoid the light energy. I maintain the flow of energy until the path in front of us is entirely free of dementors.

I decide maybe I have done enough of the impossible right in front of Lucius for right now, at least, so I actually summon a broom to fly on… because right now Lucius is pulling a very good imitation of Homer Simpson, staring out where the dementors had been, he has a blank and dumb look on his face.

The same can be said of the three wizard guards, but that is no matter to me. I actually bop Lucius on the head with the end of the broom to get his attention, you do know how to fly on this, right? He says of course he does, so I give him that one and summon another one for me, tell him to stay right on my tail, then take off, heading through the area I just recently vacated of dementors. Lucius follows me, and once we are far enough away from the prison that I am sure nothing nasty will follow us, I open a portal while focusing on going straight to the Malfoy Manor. I fly right through the portal, Lucius is right behind be, so he couldn't have stopped if he had noticed and wanted to.

Doing the rest of the task I had set out to do in this dream is a simple matter, I stop long enough at Malfoy Manor to pick up Narcissa, I tell them that there isn't much time to get them both to safety. I then open a portal to the edge of Hogsmede, where we are able to walk to the Three Broomsticks and avoid more attention. We find Draco in the back corner of the place, sitting at the table with a butterbeer, and he clearly looks shocked to see the three of us. I know I am about to wake up… I tell them there isn't much time now, I can arrange a longer visit later, but now we have to go. I tell Draco I'll see him back at Hogwarts, then I lead his parents to a back room, actually more of a closet, where Q is waiting for me. I tell Lucius and Narcissa that Q will take them to a safe house, but I am going to be unable to stay right now… and then I wake up.

I just finished reading the FILD technique thread and was eager to try it.

I woke up sometime early in the morning, about 7:00 (it's holidays ) and started doing the movements. Then I remembered I had to RC after a minute. As I went to pinch my nose, it was like I had another arm. Since I was lying on my side, I shouldn't have been able to move my left arm.

I could breathe through my nose, and I thought Wow, it actually worked!. I then woke up because I didn't stabilize.

I tried it again, and this time I kept breathing through my plugged nose so I would be more in the dream. I got up and stood in my room for a second, then I spun around and I was half-taken to the place in my imagination that I've always wanted to go. I could see it, but I could see my room at the same time.

I don't remember after that.

Note: My goals for tonight included getting into Azkaban to get Lucius Malfoy out, he got sent there after MoSh revealed that Lucius had been interfering with the Tri-School Wizard Tournament by using curses and poisons on MoSh and Asuka, resulting in Asuka losing her memory and MoSh becoming violent… so after that was revealed, Lucius was sent to Azkaban pending a trial. Other plans included whatever is to happen next at both Hogwarts schools. I was successful in slipping into a WILD…

I roll over out of bed and find that I am in my bed in the Slytherin dorm at Hogwarts, so it must be the Hogwarts where I am a student. I remember my goal is to go and get Lucius out of Azkaban so I can go ahead with healing his heart, so that is going to be my first task. I get out of bed and get dressed before going down into the Slytherin common room, where there are a few people there. Some of them are reading books, others are talking to each other, I see my roommates talking amongst themselves. Andie, Shanara, and Marie are talking and then they motion me over to them, so I go over there for a bit. I know I can't stay long, since I need to go get Lucius out of Azkaban, but I do want to know if they want something special. It turns out that they don't, they are just commenting on the fact I really slept in today, they are wondering what plans I have for the day. I realize this is not a school day, so we can go wherever we need to as long as we are back by the end of the day and ready to go to class in the morning. I tell them I have some things to attend to, I will be visiting family. Andie says ok, but if I get back soon enough, she and the other three are going to get a game of Quidditch going, just for practice, and I am welcome to join in if I have a broom. I am thinking I don't actually have a broom, but summoning one is no problem. Shanara stops me as I am leaving, she says Draco has been looking for me, he has been really upset since his father got arrested, and he seemed really desperate to find me. She adds that she can't imagine how she would feel if she had found out her mother or father was doing things like that…

So I look around for Draco, I am not sure where to find him, so I ask a couple people and I find out that Draco has gone out onto the grounds. I head out there, focusing on locating Draco, and then I follow my instinct which guides me straight to him. He is near the castle on the far side, I am not sure what he is doing, but he notices me and comes over to me immediately, he is wanting to know where I have been since I said I had a plan to fix the situation with his father. I tell him I was in bed, I had trouble sleeping, mainly because I was coming up with a plan to get to his father in Azkaban without having anyone know I was involved. He says he didn't sleep much at all, so what do I intend to do about this? He says he hasn't tried to find MoSh, which is what I had wanted, so what about his father? I tell him I have my plan all worked out, his father will be out of Azkaban by noon. Draco looks up at the sky and asks how I intend to get his father out of Azkaban in the next ten minutes… I do a double take, then I say I hadn't realized it was quite that late… so ok, maybe not noon, but it will be very soon.

I spend a short time thinking about my next statement, I want to keep Draco from doing anything stupid, but I don't want it to seem like I am trying to control him… finally I decide on something that might work… I tell Draco I just need him to give me his word on something. He asks what, looking a bit hesitant, I say that I need him to promise he won't be doing anything to get back at MoSh, if he wants to get any payback, save it for the tournament. He asks why I care about that. Here's where I lie… I tell him that I don't really care… any issues between him and MoSh are just between the two of them, and it doesn't involve me. But the fact of the matter is that if Draco goes and gets himself expelled, who is going to help me with the team portions of the tournament? It wouldn't exactly be fair for me to have to participate alone while everyone else had a partner, or as is the case with Gryffindor, two partners… I hesitate there, as if I don't want to straight out admit it, and then I blurt out that I need him to help me with the challenges. He seems to consider that, he says he wouldn't get caught, then. I ask him if he really thinks Lucius had planned on getting caught… he says of course not, that jerk MoSh got him caught… I say that is exactly my point, one never plans on getting caught, but even the best laid plans can fall apart. So promise me you won't do anything to get back at MoSh. Draco seems a bit annoyed, but he finally says that if I can get his father out of Azkaban, he will make sure he doesn't get in any trouble going after MoSh, or even Potter… though he says right now he finds MoSh even more annoying than Potter… I say it's a deal, then, I will bring Lucius by for a visit, then take him somewhere safe. Draco says someone might still go after his mother, what about her? I say she can go to the safe house with Lucius, they will both be safe… and he's at Hogwarts, so he would be safe, too. It was never said, but I'm sure we both know it's not the ministry police that are a threat to Draco's parents… Lucius' attempts to follow Voldemort's orders had met with epic failure, which is not something Voldemort responds well to.

I tell Draco we need a place for him to have the visit with his parents that no one will notice, we finally decide on The Three Broomsticks in Hogsmede, as there aren't likely to be any servants of Voldemort there and the activity of the other patrons will keep attention off of Draco and his parents. I don't know exactly how long it will take me to get Lucius out, but Draco says he will be in the area, though he sounds like he has doubts that I will be able to do what I have said I will do.

I head for the front gate of Hogwarts, there is no rule prohibiting students from leaving the grounds on weekends, especially since the students at this version of Hogwarts are college age instead of high school age. The path I take to the main entrance goes past Hagrid's hut, though I don't see Hagrid outside there.

I do sense something a bit strange… so I look a bit closer at the energy I sense… Walms?! What is Walms doing in a Hogwarts world? I definitely hadn't expected to see him there, it seems he is near or even in Hagrid's hut. I don't have the feeling anything is wrong, maybe Walms and Hagrid are discussing the variety of creatures they would both call cute while everyone else would call them hideous monsters. I chuckle to myself, imagining Hagrid's Care of Magical Creatures class where he introduces the blast-ended skrewts, everyone else found them revolting, but Walms would be right up there saying how cute they are, Hagrid would be agreeing with that entirely. So I continue on my way, passing the guards at the gate… they ask where I'm off to, more out of curiosity than a need to know where I'm going, and I say I am off to visit some family for the afternoon, be back later, take care. I move farther from the gate, figuring I will teleport to Azkaban when I was out of sight… instead of teleporting, however, I wake up.

Damn Nazis! - For some reason I found myself in a snowy German town in 1942. I recall wearing raggedy clothes and a hat. I was with a group of friends when all of a sudden the Nazis came for us. We split up and ran in all different directions. I ran into a park area and hid in a bush, attempting not to move. I tried to stay there as long as I could, sitting still. It was a very small bush. It worked for a while, I was so relieved when a patrol came, talked by me, and then left! But then I was found by another patrol because my legs twitched! I bolted out of the bush and into some sort of bar. They seemed very surprised to see me there and I begged them to help me get away from the Nazis. One of the men agreed, and it turned out he was an SS captain. There was about 10 soldiers racing at the door, trying to catch me. He simply walked into the door, and began blasting away. The women began bawling their eyes out and I thought in amazement that the man just saved my life. I never got caught by the Germans, and I blew a sigh of relief. I had a terrible feeling though that my friends had been killed, however.

Dream Sex! - Me and a smoking hot asian were naked. Great times were had.

Queen Zukin's House - All I remember is that I knew I was dreaming, and I remembered Queen Zukin. I wanted to go see her, but I didn't know how to get there. For some reason I remembered her post about attempting to teleport places through a mirror. I thought this would do, and went to my bathroom mirror. I just on the counter and began going through the mirror, and I thought I could see her house! Then I woke up