lucid

[[That night, I decided to write down my intent in my DJ before going to sleep. They are in order of importance]]

Intent: Recall -> Lucidity -> Summon Swords

I was on a giant white telephone for some reason. I can't recall much but I remember noticing it wasn't normal. I became lucid just like that and did the nose pinch breathing RC to make sure. I could only breathe in from one nostril though so I was confused [[I woke up and realised I had a runny nose only from one side IWL]] So I thought "What should I do? I remembered writing down my intent in my DJ so I attempt to make 2 swords appear out of thin air in my hands [[A cool power a character I made up has]] But it wasn't working. The giant telephone disappeared during that time. I woke up afterward. I was in my bed, writing the dream in my DJ when I WOKE UP AGAIN!

I was doing something I can't recall but it involved walking up a road which curved UPWARDS to 90 degrees for some reason. I started feeling lighter as I approached the curve. Looking at i, I thought to myself "It would just be faster to fly up than take the effort of climbing the road". After this occurred to me, I thought "Wait, I can't fy... why am I feeling so light anyways?" and that's where I realized I was dreaming.

I started floating and thought "Okay, I'm lucid! I wan to increase the lucidity and clarity of he dream and I don't wanna wake up!" So I started spinning. It was extremity slow since I was kind of levitating at that point. Because it was going slow, I decided o rub my hands. It didn't work so well and then I woke up.

I got home from school and thought, "I'm tired. I'm going to take a twenty-minute nap." So I came upstairs and launched myself into bed. I didn't even know that I'd kept my mind conscious when my body began to fall asleep after about fifteen minutes.
I could've sworn I heard some sort of scraping/ticking noise. I felt the pulsing of my heartbeat under my skin all over my body. I suddenly just knew, "This is what sleep paralysis feels like. I've done it."
As soon as the pulsing stopped, I opened my eyes. I could see a picture of my room, but it was fragmented, distorted. Just to make sure, I tried to check my hands---I had no fingers at all! I think I did something wrong because I had to force myself to move. In other words, I was still paralyzed. Suddenly the view shifted and everything went back to normal. I did a reality check and was awake. I felt so terrible!

I was at a hotel with a guy. We were waiting on another girl to join us because we had a mission to go on or something. The girl didn't show up, so he told me that I could chill in her room until she came.

The room was a white baby blue color and the sheets were made of lace. The walls were a light blue and a bit bare. The peaceful room made me tired and I decided to take a nap on the bed.

In the dream in the dream, I was in a grocery store. I had a partner in crime and we were both fighting against some idiot who was also amazing at fighting. Unfortunately, this guy was setting little children on fire. We were trying to extinguish the flames that were killing the children while trying to kill the villain.

My partner and I ran to a long bench where a bunch of children were sitting. They were on fire. We paused time to extinguish the children, but as we paused time we noticed something very peculiar about a girl on the very far end of the bench. She looked demented. She reeked of yucky evil.

We resumed time so that we could kill off the villain. I had a gun, which was not working properly. Something caused me to realize that I was dreaming. Knowing that I was dreaming, I went into hyper speed fighting - flying into the air and trapping that asshole in the corner until I could kill him. It took awhile to find him, I had to knock over several counters and pretty much trashed the place. I got my revenge though. I did something else while lucid, but forgot.

I woke up from the dream back into the first dream in the hotel. That nap felt great! I shifted in my bed, and realized that I was laying on something hard. I got up and saw that I was laying on a grotesque picture of a green devil's eye. It looked like someone had made a puzzle out of it. It reminded me of the eye from the nightmare I had back while ago where there was a green eye on the mirror and it had shattered around it.

On the wall above the bed post a picture of the same creepy eye had been hung. I wondered how all of this happened in my sleep...

On the night stand next to me at least a hundred dimes or quarters had arranged themselves to form a perfect pyramid. It sort of reminded me of the pyramid and the eye on the back of the dollar bill. It was a really, really creepy scene.

I explained what had happened to the guy I had come to the hotel with. He scoffed it off, removed all of the creepy items from the room, and told me to go back to bed. I did so.

And when I woke up, the exact same thing had happened. The picture of the demon's eye was back on the wall with a stare that seemed to go through my soul.

I decided to leave the hotel and go to karate. Unfortunately, they were closed because someone had rented out the facility to sell burgers. Next to their entrance was a green alien. People were gathered around him and he was yelling, "Come! Join me on the moon!" I rolled my eyes at him, thinking he must be a charlatan or something.

I went out to the lake and sat on a floating dock. I thought about all of the scary shit that happened today. A misty fog gathered around the water. The moon shone so bright it almost acted as an alternate sun, but the light that it provided was dim and dull. I sat out on the floating dock alone in the middle of the lake, thinking to myself. Another dock floated next to me. On it was a woman with brown hair sitting in the lotus position. She looked at me and said, "You must eradicate the demons within you."

It's been awhile since I had a real lucid. Yesterday it started off with me getting a bedtime visit from my demon. There are some really beautiful memories from that lucid dream that I would love to paint if I get the chance.

Last night I was lucid most of the time, but I also forget a lot of it, due to sleeping aids and such. At one point I remember flying around searching for a friend of mine that I really wanted to see. I realized that shouting their name wasn't going to get me anywhere, so I attempted to try the linear acceleration technique to see if I could enter their dream (has worked in the past). But this time it was different. The actual process of the flight was so much more real, it felt hyperreal...and I attempted to accelerate to a speed that was as fast as I could possibly go.

I like the idea of ripping through the fabric of space time to enter another person's dream. But this time, when I hit my limit, which was at or around light speed (I think), something different happened. I didn't rip through anything and wind up in a new dreamscape...instead I felt my body...the tips of my fingers...began dissolving away...as though I was moving faster than light speed...and I was leaving molecules behind. It was so strange because it actually physically hurt. The tips of my fingers felt like they were dissolving away, or ripped off...and there was a stream of particles flowing behind them. It was happening all over my body, but my hands were out in front of me so I could see them slowing dissolving away as I reached my speed limit. I stopped accelerating because it was really painful, and I knew something was not right.

After I stopped accelerating, I just let myself float through the darkness of space and it took me a good five or ten minutes to recover. It felt like I was slowly pulling myself, my particles, back together. I was absolutely exhausted, my brain was hurting a lot, and my heart rate was up. But I couldn't wake up or move, not because of sleep paralysis, but only because I did not have the energy to.

Imagine being in a lucid dream...and realizing you don't have the energy to wake up? It was so strange, I've never experienced anything like it. I don't think I will try that technique again. Even for awhile after I woke up I didn't feel right. I was completely drained. Literally had to roll out of bed. I'm starting to wonder if I was ripping my astral body away from my physical body or something...but in a way that...was somehow bad.

Also, I noticed that while I was accelerating my brain was vibrating really strongly at the crown. The top back...I could feel those neurons firing like crazy (I guess that's what it means when you feel vibrations). So it could be connected to the crown chakra (which I think is your bodily entrance/exit point)...or to a certain area of the brain that was firing at the time.

I am in a city with my brother. The sun shines warmly. We go to a marketplace. I notice my brother has disappeared. The earth starts to tremor. There are some people running in the opposite direction.

The next thing I remember is being in a school where I haven't been before. I go searching for a class, number 320. I wander around the building for some time but just can't find it. Finally my teacher spots me. She says the lesson has already begun. I answer it's a little wonder as the door she's pointing at (class 320) has something completely different than 320 in it (something like g24). I go outside and follow a path that leads to a forested hill. There's a man with me. He's also a teacher. He has two dogs with him. I start playing with the dogs. The other dog attacks me from behind and bites my hand. Its owner tells him to go down.

"Aw, he raked your jacket"

I notice I have a bright green jacket on. I leave the hill. The earth starts to tremor again, this time more violently.

The next thing I remember is being in a cardboard box. It is big enough for me to sit in it comfortably. There are also pillows and blankets in it. I crawl out of my chamber in the box and find that there are other chambers in the box. My friend, also in the box says that she built it and it should protect us from the doomsdays earthquakes. There are also some others in the box system. We wait for the earthquake to stop. After it we emerge from the box. We are on a pillar of stone, about 20 metres high. The ground all around us is red. It looks like Mars. It is also snowing. A gigantic monster appears in front of us. It looks like an enormous snail, only with four heads full dagger-like teeth. I have now a huge sword in my hands, but it is almost too heavy for me to lift, let alone to slay the monster with it. I can only wave the sword powerlessly in front of it when it snaps at us. There is a large, muscular man next to me. He tells me to stab at the monster next time its head comes close. I do as he says. He grabs the sword from my grip and plunges it deep into the monsters throat and then cuts it head off. The monster dies. I look to the other side of the canyon (we are in the middle of it). There is an orc there. A dwarf that is with us says he wants to fight the orc. He yells at the orc. The orc says he accepts the challenge. It starts to walk in the air, towards us. The dwarf, encouraged by this, jumps off the pillar, but doesn't stay in the air like the orc but instead starts falling like a rock. The view changes into 3D. I follow the dwarf falling about 200 metres. When he is near the ground, the orc dives down and rescues him. When the orc lets him go, he also can walk in the air. I don't want the dwarf to fight because I fear he'd die. However, I forget about the dwarf and fly to the other side of the canyon. There is a wooden hut there. It has no walls in it so I fly in. There is a talking bird sitting in there. I get a feeling that he is a long-time friend of mine. There are also some other people there, also my friends, when the bird starts talking:

"I'm tired of this, tired of all this beguiling and deceiving, tired of hiding my friends my true form"

With these words, he pulls his heart out. I'm overcome by sorrow. I say that I'll send our friend to his last flight and throw him to canyon. After it I dive after him. In the bottom of the canyon there are other survivors and lots of press. I turn facing the sky just when I'm about to crash to the earth. I soar upwards, now with a newspaper in my hand. I read the headlines: 'A man kills his beloved bird companion'. I turn the page, and watch a map about the earthquake's havoc. The picture is moving, like those in Harry Potter, though this one is coloured. I see the earth swallowing thousands of square kilometres. I get back to the hut. That is my last memory from the dream.

I also had a short LD where I was searching for my brother (who disappeared in previous dream). I had gone back to our childhood but I wanted my brother as his older self so I decided to search him and make him grow up, so to say . I abandoned the idea soon as too complicated, though I don't know why I wanted to find my brother in a LD anyway.

Well, you might have noticed I haven't posted in this DJ for about a month...this is because I've been kind of taking a hiatus from attempting to lucid dream. My success rates were ridiculously low, and I had the feeling it was because I had so many different methods in my head that I couldn't stick with just one, and I probably wasn't doing any of them correctly anyway out of a lack of motivation.

Basically, I'd lost my appreciation for lucid dreams because all of mine were a bunch of very hard-earned crap. I read back through some of the earlier entries of my DJ, when the concept of LDing was new to me, and I was kind of inspired by my enthusiasm from back then, so I figured I should just start over.

I had no real 'return date', just whenever felt right...and I guess that would be now, since I had a lucid dream after relearning MILD and focusing only on that method for a bit. However, it didn't quite succeed the first time, so I'll put down that non-lucid dream as well, for the sake of recall and finding more dream signs.

Dream 1: I was at work. It was a pretty normal day, except for a lot of little behavioral abnormalities in all my coworkers. The differences weren't big enough to make me realize I was dreaming, but they did get me thinking.

Then I went to stock some music that had just come in, and I noticed a poster that had a rather big difference: the band name didn't seem familiar at all. I recognized the album cover, but the name just wasn't right...although...I couldn't really...remember what the right name was anyway.

Suddenly this fact became like taking a blow to the head. I stumbled back, my vision suddenly fuzzy and dizzy. After a bit my confusion grew to the point where I couldn't remember that I was confused, and so all this ceased and I came back to.

Once my vision had cleared, I still couldn't recall the proper name for the band, but this time the name I was seeing sank in. The poster read: "The Lucid Dreamers"

Next thing I know, the dream has gone to me being on a train with a bunch of other people, and eating Pizza. I was annoyed that my sense of taste was so weak. I could taste the Canadian Bacon, but everything else was very bland, like a distant sound is to an ear.

Then I woke up.

Of course technically my MILD hadn't yet worked, but it sure had gotten me a long ways. I had seen and recognized differences in multiple senses and circumstances, and my mind was obviously thinking about lucid dreaming due to the poster. It happened to be early enough in the morning for me to go back to sleep and try again, so I wasted no time. I repeated my MILD a couple more times and was out once again.

Dream 2: The dream began with me as a soldier in a futuristic city that strongly resembled what you see in the movie Minority Report. I was part of a squad that was taking down a group of Koreans that had invaded the place. (no offense if you're reading this and you're Korean, of course, I just play Crysis from time to time) Suddenly, however, I realized something...I was in a sci-fi city, firing a weapon, and wearing a suit of armor. All of this was cited in my MILD as dream signs to watch out for.

I smiled to myself then, looked through the scope on my weapon, and picked off all of the remaining enemies as if I were an aimbot. Precision and accuracy was 100% all the way. I threw down my weapon then and flew up into the air to get a good look at the place. The thought occurred to me that I should reality check, but I decided against it.

"I already know that I'm dreaming, and usually if I nose-plug RC when I'm like this it wakes me up." I told myself as I glided over the vast expanse of the world.

Below me, everywhere I looked I saw cars speeding along multi-level highways, rotating 90 degrees and then plunging straight down to reach other levels when need be. All of the buildings they rushed in between were shiny and steel; cold, clean, and sophisticated.

It was also all fading away.

"No, this dream can NOT end now!"

I rubbed my hands together furiously, but things were still fading out. So I tried spinning then, still rubbing my hands together. The city only spun about me as it finally faded into blackness.

"Rats...I failed." I thought.

But after a few more moments, I still hadn't woken up. I looked around me again, and now I saw a grid of white dots everywhere in the blackness, increasing in clarity every second. I rubbed my hands together again, and one by one each of the white dots became a building, every one more detailed and clear than before. It wasn't long until the whole city was back, and I was ready to head out on an adventure.

Unfortunately, this is where my memory begins to fail me, thanks to the unpleasant way the dream ended. I just know that I did go on many adventures and they were thrilling and satisfying to say the least. The dream tried to fade out multiple times, but I was always able to bring it back without problem. Somewhere along the way, that girl from multiple previous dreams was back again and we went on a lot of the adventures together. It was great.

But then the dream transitioned, and although I was still lucid, I decided I was done for the night because those adventures had ended so well and I didn't want to mess up such a great ending by doing something else, so I allowed myself to become non-lucid again and just watch the last few minutes of the dream.

What a mistake that was!

I was still in the same city, but I walked home, and everything there was still normal, further convincing me I was not dreaming any more. Then I got a phone call from that girl I mentioned, and she said she had to see me. I told her to come on over, but it turned out she was already just outside my door .

"What is it?" I asked as I let her in.

"I just had my first lucid dream!" She exclaimed. "It was amazing...I know you've told me about them before, but I didn't realize how incredible it really is! I even wrote it down in a dream journal just like you said you do. Here, look!"

She handed me her dream journal and I read it. It was the lucid dream I had just been through, but all from her perspective.

"I know." I said, handing the journal back. "I had this same lucid dream!"

That really blew her away. She was so excited she hugged me, and I thought I'd never let go. But...then I got another phone call. It was another friend of mine, asking if he could talk to this girl. She took the phone, but I could hear the voice on the other side saying:

"That guy is a moron! I know you care about him, but I just need to warn you. He's seriously messed up. I've got his dream journal open on my computer right now; he talks about a lot of really weird stuff and he actually believes it. I'm telling you, he says he found a Dream Room and can enter other people's dreams, and there's even these posts about using self-hypnosis for lucid dreams, or the theory that ghosts are lucid dreamers..."

I couldn't have been more annoyed. Or scared. I saw tears enter the girl's eyes as she slowly sank against the wall and slid down to sitting on the floor, and I thought she might try to run away, so I sat down as well and put my hands on her shoulders so she'd look me in the eyes.

"I can explain everything!" I said. "He's twisting the truth to make me sound crazy! I promise!"

The tears receded, but she didn't seem fully convinced, since she kept listening to this guy verbally murder every aspect of my reputation.

I woke up in a sweat and with my heart pounding...for a moment I still was afraid that that relationship was in danger, but of course I quickly realized I had woken up and all of it was not a real problem.

But aside from the unpleasant awakening, I'm quite happy with this MILD technique! I think I'll focus on it for a while longer now and see what I can do

[I was lucid throughout both of these dream fragments, but I didn't manage to relax or stabilize them because the house had already gotten up, so I was in a hurry because I knew I was running out of time, and I was sleeping on my side again, so I wasn't as relaxed as I could have been.]

I'm in my current bedroom. I throw two thick, blue foam-rubber mats onto the floor between the end of my bed and the closet, and throw myself down onto them. They land with a gap in between them, which I can feel when I land on them, so I go, “Ow!” The closet doors open, and P. climbs out of the bottom of the closet toward me, with a look on her face as if she were trying to scare me by pretending to be a zombie or a ghost. I think, but don't say, “No. You can't be here. You're not even at home right now. You're away at college.”

I'm standing on the grass in the backyard of House #1. There is no study. [Nor is there a swingset, now that I think of it.] It's nighttime, and the sky is a beautiful indigo blue with a few stars in it. There's an enormous, white full moon, much larger than it ever could be in reality, hanging in the sky to my left (to the north of the backyard). When I stare straight at it, it fades away into the background blue like the contrasting color does in some optical illusions where things disappear, and then fades back into view. I look back down at the grass, and the wooden bench from the backyard of House #2 is there, facing toward the moon. I think, “Wait, what am I doing here? I'm still dreaming.”

Last night I had a mix of dreams that when I woke up, didn't seem super worth remembering so I didn't push myself to recall all the details:

I was in a hotel being invaded by zombies. I remember going into a room with my ex girlfriend (who gave me a vibe that she was there with another man) to warn her. I remember going into the basement and it looked like my local shopping mall.

At one point, I became lucid. I was walking down one of the hotel halls and a guest or hotel worker was walking by. As she did, in the corner of my eye, I noticed she had a shadow. I thought: I bet I can turn her into a different person by pulling her through her own shadow. I grabbed her and pulled her through her shadow and she became someone else, but not anyone I recognized.

Another dream, there was a trail of ants entering my bedroom. It was massive. I looked closely and determined it to be made of ongoing, and oncoming traffic. I counted about five lanes moving in each direction.

I am approaching my neighbor's house with my friend Jessica. She is holding a platter of cookies and tells me we're going to deliver them to my neighbors. Two women open the door when we knock, and we are invited into their home. As we sit in silence eating our cookies, I see a roller coster outside the window. "What is that?" "Oh, that's Great America" answers one of the women. I had no idea Great America was so close to my neighborhood.
I go outside and approach the forest that separates me from the entrance to the theme park. The trail led parallel to the park, but I figured I would go a ways and see if it led to the gates. After a minute or so of walking, I notice that I am barefoot and I'm walking on a muddy path, and woodchips are scraping on the bottoms of my feet. This is very vivid and I can feel it clearly, but I'm not really lucid. There is a heavy fog, and eventually I turn back.

Some other stuff with a scary hobo and some rabid dogs happens, and it's quite frightening, but I end up pausing the dream with a remote control, so I guess I sort of know it's a dream. Then I wake up.

Ive had this dream, where i am sitting at the base of the stairs that spiral up and my house is pure white except the railing on the stairs which is a rusty gold. My parents have plans to go out for dinner and dont tell me, we seem extremely rich and my mother is in a beautiful red sparkeling dress with marilyn monroe hair and my father in a very handsome tux, they strange thing is, they have no faces. I am at the base of my stairs playing with some toys and my mother and father go to the door to leave, me being confused i see the door open and a man walks in, they say this is my babysitter, he (unfortunatley) has a face, he is extremely pale, fingers boney and hair bleached white and swooped to the side ( in a AFI lead singer style) and he is wearing a white tux, that is sometimes pure white or has tiny black stripes going down it(it goes in and out of this) he is very well groomed and matches the house perfectly the only 2 things standing out are his eyes and a strange book in his arms, his eyes are pitch black and when you look into them they have a deep blood red swirly ness to them (like the eyes in 30 days of night that the creatures have) and his book is carved with rune like carvings and is glowing red with a giant bookmark hanging out of it, the moment i saw him i was struck with fear so i ran over to my parents and begged them not to leave and as i did i noticed when i looked outside there was nothing but a black void. They kept saying "its ok, its ok" and then left. I went to go sit back down and continue playing with my blocks and little toy train when he walked over and sat down right beside me and asked this question "would you like to read a book?" but the strange thing was his voice sounded like it overlapped, like 2 voices in one. one sounded very sweet like an angels and the 2nd voice sounded like that of a demon, deep and disturbing (and the strange thing is at my age i was a very sheltered child i was only 7 i had never heard a voice like that before in my life). and i shook my head saying no and he kept insisting "come on come on just a lil peek" i kept saying no then he got very stern and said "read the book... NOW!" and he opened it up and i got a slight glimpse inside but it was nothing but pure death and agony so thats why i said no.. i got up and ran and ran and my house warped and twisted and like computer data broke apart into the black void. (you remember those old microsoft stand by screens when it would create a junglegym in different colors) well it had looked like that in the middle a giant junglegym and i ran towards it and in the middle there was a tiny workshop, where a fat man worked on something but it was very loud inside i could tell. i kept yelling PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE HELP ME!! HES GOING TO GET ME!! and yet he kept shaking his head no no im sorry i cant i cant hear you i cant help you. so i kept running around and around until my legs slowed and no matter how hard i pushed i couldnt run anymore until he was right behind me and as he touched my shoulder with his deathly cold hands i woke up, shaking and crying and i was only 7 at the time ive had several other dreams like this where ive been chased, i always had nightmares as a child.

But heres the weird part.....

When i turned 9 i met someone by the name of Joshua, today he is my best friend and i would give my life for him we connect in so many ways..
Strangely enough he had the EXACT SAME DREAM except his was inverted and everything was black and his man was in a black cloak with pure white eyes, and instead Joshua actually looked into the book and was showed hell(that which when i spoke to him he had an extremely difficult time trying to express it because he started shaking and it was so difficult for him to talk about the agony and death he saw) so he ran as well and came into a white void, but with tiny twinkling red stars and he got caught and was shown the book again, but then something strange happened...

I came, but not as a child as he had seen me but as an adult, i was in a white cloak with long flowing hair a pair of glasses and he said i was beautiful and he described my body a lil same as now. he described me a little as i look now, but older.

i had pushed down upon his chest and woken him up, just as i was he was shaking terribley and was drenched in sweat.

He says i appear in his dreams often, i save him from many terrible things....
Funny thing is, this dream happened RIGHT AFTER he had moved away from me, and i lost contact with him, and then i didnt have glasses..my hair was short..i looked nothing as i do now, and i never hit puberty and he had never seen me after that. But when we saw each other again after 6 years.. he completely freaked out because it was like he was reliving his dream.

So how then.. could he have seen me and why do i always appear to him to save him.
I am 16 now, and ive always felt a strange sense within myself, especially when i dream and when im around anything paranormal.

I had also had a time when i was 8 when i had fallen asleep one night and woke up with amnesia, i didnt remember where i was or what day it was, the time, or anything before that, it was like my life was erased from my mind, i have a few memories as a baby and toddler but i have nothing else, i dont remember life before i was 8, only my dreams and a few memories..

Id like someones imput on my situation..

Sincerely, Mai.

I may have found another way to teleport to other locations. Don't really feel like going into the dream details, but I walked over to a picture, and stared at and all of a sudden I was right at the location. Ala Butterfly effect. I had no idea that I was dreaming previously, and I had low level lucidity when I arrived at the next location. Either way, it was a pretty weird dream, and I'll have to try that when I'm fully lucid.

09.11.2010

Trip To the Beach (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was a kind of "dream-within-a-dream". I went to sleep in a dream and ended up WILDing into a lucid dream. Technically a DILD though.

I was wandering down the street of a seaside town. The buildings were old, made of stone, and whitewashed. I was pleased that the WILD had worked so easily (suspiciously easily), but reminded myself that I only had about half an hour before I'd have to get up for work. In actual fact it was a Saturday, I could've slept on... retard. I was drawn into a conversation with one of my roommates who I ran into outside a cafe. He told me that there was, I quote,
"A special kind of broadband connection in the shower block over there. It lets you send yourself across the internet." I confirmed with him, and he did indeed mean my actual physical body. Having nothing better to do, I reckoned I had been handed a great opportunity to try something interesting with my lucid dream, and followed him to the building at the end of the street. The shower block itself was delapidated, but still functional. It was right at the entrance to the beach, and it looked like it was there so people could wash the sand off themselves. I pulled back one of the curtains to see if I could find this miraculous wire. The shower was on full blast, and I could barely see through the steam. There was a thin brown wire hanging from the wall, quite innocent-looking. I stuck it in my neck, as I assumed this was the way to teleport oneself through the internet. Faulty dream-logic, I should've got myself a scanner of some kind!

I was getting nowhere so I turned to leave. In the doorway, carrying a red laptop, was my ex. She asked me to help her do something on her laptop (I think involving some sort of user-interface) and I obliged. I almost got caught up in the intricacies of the laptop and lost lucidity, but before that happened, I closed it.
"Want to walk down to the beach?" She asked.
"Sure, why not," I said, with no other pressing engagements, apart from the nagging feeling that my alarm was going to wake me up any minute. We exited the shower block and took a left straight onto the sand. There was a huge, wide open expanse of flat sand between us and the sea, so we started running. I found I could go very fast. After one burst of speed I jumped, and went soaring through the air. She did the same. We continued this, getting closer to the sea all the time. But then, disaster!

My alarm woke me up for work, and I got up (in my old house) and got into the shower. I was in the middle of washing my hair when I realised,
"Wait, what?"

And woke up.

I was in a mall and I realized I was being chased by FBI guys. Those two things gave it away that I was dreaming, because I often dream of being chased and malls. So I found a hot one and we started to have sex. He just took off his pants but I wanted to see him so I took off his shirt, and my pants I wanted to really get the whole experience nut just the cloths on quickies I usually have in my dreams. Then I stopped before we really got it on. I either decided to try to do other stuff or was running from the chasing.

I flew through a window, the glass, and outside. It was nice and bright and here was like a big sidewalk, kinda like by the river in Chicago. A bunch of people were chasing me but I was flying. Someone yelled and through me a one piece running/bathing suite because I was ½ naked it took 3 try’s till it landed on a wagon wheal sculpture thing I grabbed it and stood on the wheal when I jumped off I landed on the ground even though I was trying to fly. So I flew again and tired to fly really fast like superman. I did but only for a short time 2xs I think but I couldn’t do it again.

I flew over a hill and saw a beautiful castle house in the mountains surrounded by snow. So I flew in, passing through the glass of a window (did that a few times) I was still being chased. From there I through fireballs at a big tapestry hanging out side, a stage curtain I think. I felt the heat in my hand and then a fire ball built up from black smoke to fire and I through it, I did this in both hands but I tired to get one in each hand and do them together like the ASL sign for “wash” but I only got smoke. And I only felt the heat in one hand. I passed through glass a couple more times.

I ended up hiding in the town near the castle. There was a train in water me and someone else hide under it I remembered hiding there before (which of course I had not) and I had left little blue things that looked like lemon juice bottles of air. I breathed one and realized sense I was dreaming I didn’t need to breath so I gave them to my companion. Someone came looking, to check on the train. Which was filling with water because of us on the bottom but she just emptied it.

Then I was in a court yard with a tree in the middle and someone was attacking me with snakes. I tired to get away at first but then I decided to let it bite me to die and see what happens. It hurt, felt kind of like electricity but I didn’t die so I tried to get all the snakes to bite me but I didn’t die.

I ended up back at the mall and I saw my boyfriend, Chris so I went up to him and tired to talk to him. But he was really one dimensional, answering my questions with one-word answers. He did ask me for a package of raw meat. Chicken and beef I think. Then I started talking to 2 girls near by who were eating candy, and they ate the meat I handed Chris. That seemed like a good idea so I ate some peanut m’m’s which were good and tasted real. The girls were talking to me. They could have been sisters. They had their own things to say, which I can’t remember but I definitely thought they were more real then Chris was. They asked me if I was in dream space too. I said yes. I don’t remember what else we talked about. I may have tired to engage Chris more, maybe sex. Then I woke up and tried to go back to the dream but the real Chris walked in the room and I got up.

Spiderman Dream (non-lucid)

I am go to buy a car but it doesn't have a steering wheel. Just a knob I use to play a Spiderman game. I navigate the halls of a funeral parlor and find a disfigured woman. In a cutscene, Spiderman profeses his love. Then, like the Scarecrow from Batman, or a bad trip, there is this twisted Hydralisk stained glass window the grows and twists, swirls. Pretty neat actually. Complete with ominous music.

End of the World/False Alarm (almost lucid)

My family is going out for dinner. Bro wants to go to a nice pub and we park. We see a tv outside with a map on it. The news said if the sun on the tv goes in a reverse direction, we have 30 minutes until a black hole swallows the sun. The sun does go in reverse. We begin driving home with the radio on. I don't believe this is happening and look at my hands. Normal. I try the nose plug excuse the failure. After the 30 minutes is up the sun is still shining and nothing happens. False alarm.

General Tso's Chicken (dild)

I find myself lucid in my room. I go out onto the roof and want to try and get a little further than usual. I fly to a local chinese restaurant. It's real vivid as I pass other stores and the gas station. I get up there and the women behind the counter is on the ground and looks sad. I order the food and am given shrimp. It is ok. I leave the building to explore but wake up.

Bunk Beds with FA's (non-lucid)

I am in my room and outside I see my neighbor and his daughter doing some weird stuff. Wearing masks and no clothes. We all laugh but focus on the task at hand. Building bunk beds. We re-arrange the room and I wake up. I go to the bathroom and wake up again. The room is still a mess and I go into the bathroom and wake up. It happens again but someone apologies to me and gives me a hug. I can't see the face. It happens again and I now know I am probably dreaming but can't hang onto it and wake up.