lucid

I am in my room. There are four of my classmates in the room. I sit on my bed and put some sweets on it. I also have an unopened bar of chocolate with me. One of the classmates asks me to give her some sweets. I give the rest except the chocolate to her. She gives me some money. I look at the coins. One 2,25 euro coin and a 1,75 euro coin. I wonder it for a while, but well, I've heard about 5 euro coins so why not 2,25 and 1,75? I ask her if they are euros or cents. "Cents", she answers. So a 22,5 and a 17,5 cent coin, then.
I leave the room and arrive on a forested hill. My class and a guide is also there. We go for a trip. The path is narrow and we have to walk in line. The next thing I remember is when we came back. This time the path is blocked. I climb about a metre. The path continues about a metre below me. I try to climb on the top of the hill, about one more metre, using the grass growing there to help me. "I could climb this if the rock wasn't wet", I say to the guide. I walk along the path and find a tree. I grab it and heave myself to the top of the hill. I see the rest of the class emerging from the forest. I feel my strength fade. One of them comes to me. "Fourth", he says. I think he meant himself. I manage to get myself on the top of the hill.
I enter a house through the door from which I came to the hill in the first place. It's a simple wooden house with nothing at all in it. Suddenly I realise I'm dreaming, but I feel the dream beginning to fade. I can almost feel my eyelids, closed to keep the image of the dream in my head. A DC comes in and says the dream will not end yet. I wait for the dream to stabilize and soon it does. Almost waking up worsened the dream's quality. I'm now dreaming in third person and have no touch sense. I leave the house. Soon my attention is captured by a scene nearby. There was someone telling Zeus he should leave this plane of existence for a while because his brother, a powerful wizard was plotting something. Next thing I remember is puncturing yellow and red balloons. The dream ended soon after that.

I had two shamanic themed lucids last night, but lost the first one to taking dream notes during a false awakening. Lost a lot of detail on the second one to that as well.

Shamanic Lucid
Clarity: 5/10
Importance: 8/10
Sleep: Good
Sleep Position: Unknown

I'm in TV's M.A.S.H., when Honeycutt, Radar and I get word from our shaman trainer to report to Japan. Since this is extremely short notice, I only have enough money to pay for my flight there, and nothing left over to live off of once I arrive. But I know I have to trust that these things will work themselves out somehow. Poor Radar doesn't even have enough money for the flight, but Colonel Potter hands him a wad of bill collected from everyone at the MASH unit and tells him they've got his back.

The three of us begin to paddle across a lake, each in our own separate boats. I think there were some lucid moments here, possibly some underwater scenes, but my recall of this part is poor. We arrive on the other side, and some guy meets us on the beach and gets us in an airplane to Japan.

We arrive in Japan and disembark in a mall. I enter a store, but inside is the most breath taking landscape I've ever seen. It's pristine nature with no sign of man at all. This place is so beautiful, it makes me lucid. This place is so spectacular, I don't even have to worry about losing lucidity, it's sheer beauty is a constant reminder. I forget what I did in this place, but I eventually leave and enter into another store containing a mountain landscape. This one is equally breath taking, with gentle mist hanging in the air and the sky a bright sunrise red. I don't recall what I did in this one either.

I leave the second landscape, and enter into a third store containing a forest landscape. I remember flying until my powers of flight give out and I land in the edge of the woods at a pool of water. I figure I'll try walking on the water, but looking as I put my foot on the water isn't working. So I look straight ahead and slightly up so I can't see the water, then try it and it works. I'm walking on water! Beneath my feet it feels like I'm walking on thin ice, and my heel keeps breaking through the ice. I look back down and see the thinnest possible layer of ice beneath my feet. I reach down and pick up a chunk which isn't even a millimeter thick.

I begin to eat the ice, then reach down for another piece. I turn this next piece into red candy and eat that. Then I see a cake in front of me on the hill and I begin to chow down on that too. I worry momentarily that I'm eating too much junk food, then realize that's silly because this is only a dream.

This was probably my longest lucid ever, but I don't recall most of my lucid time.

-We return to the MASH unit, and upon seeing Radar, Colonel Potter picks up the phone and says they need to adjust Radar's pay again.

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

I woke up just before 5:00 A.M. last night and was disappointed that I'd slept through most of the night, couldn't remember any dreams, and wasn't going to have time for another full sleep cycle before the rest of the house started getting up at 5:30. I decided to try to go back to sleep anyway, focusing once again on MILD affirmations and visualizations. It worked.

At some point between 5:00 and 6:40 [when I woke up for real], I have a false awakening where I'm in my current room and my bed is parallel to the closet doors [not perpendicular to them, as it is in reality]. I'm lying on the floor between the bed and the closet, all tangled up in my blankets. [I'm not sure when this happened relative to my other dreams, so I'm just sticking it here at the beginning.]

I'm looking at the results of a Google Image Search for something involving the terms “japan” and [I think] “front.” Almost all the photos that are coming up are of cherry blossoms, but one of them is of autumn leaves. I say something along the lines of, “There are about ten hundred billion pictures of cherry blossoms, but almost no pictures of the leaves.”

The next thing I know, I'm lying on my back in a wide expanse of grass. Several big, flat leaves in bright red, yellow, and green gently float down onto me from the nearest tree. The sky is blue and the weather is sunny, clear, and calm. There are trees spread out all over this grassy area, all with leaves that are turning autumn colors. Somewhere in here, I recognize that I'm dreaming, but there's no specific moment that triggers this realization. Saito is there with me, and I want to show him a seed pod from a magnolia tree. So, one comes rolling down the hill toward me, and I catch it. It's bigger than it would be in real life, and I say so when I show it to him. He says to me, “It's your mind.” Indeed; by now I'm not only aware that I'm dreaming, but I've caught on to the fact that this is my mind's rendering of what autumn is. I look around for an acorn, but find none. I say, “Of course there aren't any acorns – all my trees are are liquid-ambers.” [That's because that's what most of the trees in the neighborhood where I grew up were.]

This big, tall, flying guy in a blue costume with matching blue makeup, who looks like he came straight from a Cirque du Soleil production, comes and lifts me up in his arms and flies away with me. As I'm being lifted off the ground, the thought of hot-air balloons crosses my mind, and [for some inexplicable reason], I ask myself, “Which city in Canada is the balloon city?” The blue flying guy flies us through a series of very large, rectangular rooms with movie projection screens on all the walls and the ceiling. At first, the screens are showing immersive views of natural vistas in Canada, accompanied by some appropriately dramatic and inspiring music that I don't recognize. I'm not afraid, because I recognize that the movie screens and the guy flying me through them are all part of the Disney theme park attraction I'm now on. The attraction is kind of like Soarin' meets the CircleVision movie at Canada's pavilion in Epcot. The film footage is filmed in a style very much like that of Soarin'; it's obviously intended to make it look like you're flying, except that the shots are designed for the big rectangular screens. The film in the last room of the attraction shows the transition over the border into the U.S., and flies us over Mt. Rushmore and then under a waterfall projected on the back wall. We go under the waterfall by going through an opening in the wall.

Once I'm through the opening, I'm standing on the ground, and the blue flying guy is gone. I recognize the place where I'm standing as the interior of the Snow White's Scary Adventures attraction from Disneyland. There are no ride vehicles anywhere to be seen, though. The Evil Queen is just a little way in front of me. I approach her, and she turns around and says something scary [just like on the real ride]. I scream really loudly and high-pitched. For a few moments, terror completely overtakes all my awareness. While screaming, I think, Wake me up! Wake me up! hoping that the dream will end. [Remarkably,] It doesn't this time. I finish screaming, and observe that the dream hasn't ended, I'm still standing there, and the Evil Queen is also still standing there, turned to face the path where the ride vehicles should be, but is now motionless and silent, as she has finished saying her prerecorded phrase. So I start punching her in the face. I do this repeatedly, but I don't feel anything. While I'm beating her up, I shout at her: “You're an AAT*! I carry more complicated devices than you around on my back every day!” Which is true; she may be computer-controlled, but my laptop is much higher-tech. No longer afraid of her, I walk along the path and into the next scene of the attraction, where there is another AAT figure of the Evil Queen [this is the case in reality, too, but the track layout there is completely different]. This one turns around and starts to shriek something at me to try and scare me, but her words stop and peter out halfway through, because she can see that I'm not afraid of her. I continue walking through the scene. [*My personal shortening of “Audio-Animatronic™,” the robotic technology used to create characters in many attractions at Disney theme parks. I think I shouted more things than this, but this is all I remember shouting now.]

The next thing I know, I'm outside again, but surrounded by buildings this time. I decide to rub my hands together, only to discover that they're really hot. I realize that that's because my real hands are really hot under my blankets. That's the last thing I remember from that dream, but it seemed to take me a little longer to wake up fully. When I did, my face broke into a smile and then a laugh when I remembered the encounter with the Evil Queen. In reality, I had been pretty scared of those moments on that ride when I was a kid, and I still dislike them now. I'm really, really proud of this dream. I think facing something/someone you've been afraid of for a long time and standing up to it is quite an achievement, and a good, worthwhile use of the ability to lucid dream.

I had a good night last night. Woke up to do a wild. Failed at it, but i did have 3 lucids that followed. The bullshit about that is that i didn't write them down when i woke up. I only remember some of the first and third one. Here is what i remember.

Lucidity-5
Vividness-7

I'm at my grandmas house in the living room. Hayden panitiere it there. (i think thats how her names spelled). I'm just sitting there and decide to do a RC. I look over at Hayden and shes gone. I turn away and look back and shes their. I 69 with her, but decide to quit half way through. I decide to actually do something since sex is easily attainable in dreams. I decide to fly. I walk outside and try doing anything. Fireball. Energy. I got nothing in this dream. I couldn't use any powers. I walk over to a small plane in my grandmas yard. I hop in and take off. It was tuff to fly becuase it was gear controlled like a car. Plus the gears were in odd places so it was hard to hit the right gears. I got off the ground though.

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

I was outside my house, which is a bungalow on a small crescent street, standing on the driveway.

I became lucid almost immediately and shouted "yes!" like I normally do when I achieve higher degrees of awareness. It was rather dark outside, so I shouted "make the sky lighter" in a commanding manner, and the sky brightened somewhat. It wasn't a bright sort of sky blue, like the real thing would be, but it was very close. Then I flew, taking off from the driveway and pushing to go faster and faster. My usual method of flying is using the Iron Man suit, which hasn't failed me yet. I have yet to try creating a HUD along with it, though.

I held my hand out as I was flying, and I was actually wearing the armor, instead of just pretending I was wearing it. I could see from my elbow to my hand, which is less than I should've been able to see, but it was definitely there. There weren't quite as many pieces as the real armor, but the armor was shiny. I held my hand out flat against the direction I was flying in, and a blast of white light came out with that high-pitched repulsor sound.

I landed on a sidewalk next to a huge convention center with a stucco exterior, hoping to try and complete a dream goal, but the dream ended.

First Lucid Dream that I know of, was last night, funny enough, the night of my joining this site. All I remember is thinking "This is a lucid dream. I'd better focus on my hands to stabilize it" Though I had some doubt the had thing would work, and was too excited, so it dissipated. I also remember there was a tree in the background that was rather blurry. but my hand, though really close to my face, was crystal clear.

After that I don't remember anything, but later in the night I had another dream. I was in a large community center or something, that had 4 or 5 levels. at first I looked at everything on each level, till I was on the second level or something, and just went up the stairs to the top. There were lots of posters, as well as a giant lane swimming pool. the top of the building was a large water slide that lead to the lane pool. Thats all I remember

All I remember is all my friends were dressed up like clowns, and I was the ringmaster in the center of the stage, shouting orders and holding a whip.

Also, my goal for tonight was to attempt to have a conversation while dreaming. While I was reading some guides that Queen Zukin was nice enough to send me, I realized that conversations are important in dreams, and I've had yet to have a full fledged conversation that I can remember. So my goal for the night was to attempt to say at least 3 lines, and I think I did it. I remember waking up going "YEAH! I HAD A CONVERSATON!" But I forgot to write the conversation down, so I forgot it

Pretty sure I was in the preliminary of another DEILD. All I remember was doing the nose breathe reality check in the void. I took a couple good deep breaths with my nose plugged and attempted to escape the void. But alas, it was not to be.

This one was so short I'm not going to include it in my tally, but I'll mark it here none-the-less.

10.21:

Well, it's been a long ride, but I had my first intentional lucid dream. Per the usual, I'm going to put in red what was lucid, and blue what was non-lucid. Black will be non-dream stuff.

Going to bed, I repeated the mantra "I lucid dream." When my thoughts wandered, I would chant it louder in my head. During my trying to fall asleep, I could imagine daily things being effected by it (I see a scene from earlier play out, but instead of normal words, it added things like "I loudly dropped..." which followed the same first letter of my mantra. Somewhere in there, I fell asleep.
I am in an extremely dark house. People are all around, and for some reason, I feel a sense of urgency. I try to turn on lights, but they fail. My first thought is the lights are broken. Somewhere in the dream, I get the notion that it's a dream and try to RC. I try poking my finger through my hands, counting my fingers, but both worked flawlessly. Undaunted, I do the nose test, and it failed. This forces me to realize I am dreaming. Since it's dark, I conjure up a potion, for some reason, and drink it. Within seconds, the room brightens up. I drink another, and the room gets brighter. Eventually, the entire room is dark, but bright enough to make out details. I know the LD is extremely unstable, so I began to think of tasks to do. Yes, this was my first thought because I am goal-oriented. I ask a woman wondering around what are my tasks again, and I remember it's to talk to someone, so I ask her to tell me about lucid dreaming when I try to conjure a fireball for Nomad's class before the most recent one. She explains I need to wait to develop dream control and duration, but it'll come. I start to create the fireball in my hand, but while I feel the heat and hear the sparkling, I lose the visual. Begrudgingly, I wake up. I quickly jot down my dream, then I try to return to the dream, but instead, I have a non-lucid where I see a radio host willing to have his kidney removed for the sake of radio. Later, I am planning a trip to local colleges (day residue) to watch their graduations.

All in all, good night!

~ 2 minutes

As me and my friend Neal were inside of a mall, a godzilla/dinosaur like creature began to attack by bashing away at the front of the building. This instantly made me lucid and i turned to my friend to tell him of the great news but he only looked at me like i had 4 heads... i then turned away from him and somehow created some sort of "laser-gun" that just appeared in my hands. i tried to inform my friend again but he still did nothing. I then jumped up and down trying to peak out a hole the monster made, however, I dont remember firing the gun at all. then i woke up...

(this was probably my most successful lucid dream being that i was able to jump insanely high and create matter)

October 24, 2010

Synopsis: A nightmare is trapped in the back of my house. Later, I become lucid and sing silly songs to praise my subconscious because dreaming is so awesome. After wards, a DC tells me I have to wake up, and acts as if he has authority over me!

Note: The other night I was thinking about how I should recognize that there is ANOTHER part of me that's really creating the dream. And that I need to give up this idea that my conscious self controls or creates the dream.

A Nightmare Trapped
I had a nightmare. Actually, I don't remember the nightmare. I only had vague impressions of it when I woke up. I remembered that several family members were involved, including my cousin cheskie. There was a female demon. And something creepy and gross involving human body parts.

I remember me and my cousin were trying to get away, but we didn't get far. This part of the dream actually felt long!

Later on, everyone is just chilling in the living room. When suddenly one of men starts throwing up! Being vomit-phobic, I quickly run out of the living room (and so do some of the younger cousins). He's running for the bathroom, holding his mouth! akljaal! He's gonna throw up on me, so I need to get further away from him.

I end up running to my bedroom. Then I regret doing that. Because the nightmare is trapped in the back of my apartment. The entire back half of the apartment is dark, with strange glowing lights. And a weird metal box, which I assumed the demon was in.

I don't remember what happens next, but I think I run out of the room and keep running all the way out of the apartment

Lucid and Singing to my Subconscious!
(cheese!)
The sun is shining and I'm lucid!!

I run across brick red roof tops, with another DC following me as a friend. From the roof tops, I leap towards a tree, and fly through its branches and green leaves. It felt nice to simply be lucid. I wish I remembered my lucid goals, but I didn't.

I ran around a ghetto looking suburbia. Me and my DC friend hid in someone's front yard, protected with a tall chain link fence. When the owner comes home we realize we've been spotted, and like little kids we run for it! I fly out a breech in the chain-link fence, and continue flying down the street.

I see a big building, it looks interesting so I go inside. It turns out to be some lame supermarket, filled with cheese and bored employees.

Usually I would think this is lame and look for a new dreamscape. But last night I was on a lucid high, and thought "wow! my subconscious made all of these details?". So I walked around in a lucid high just admiring all the random details of this boring supermarket.

Hidden in one of the isles was the tiniest little succulent I've ever seen! Complete in an equally tiny terracotta pot.




I held the tiny thing in my palm and thought..."Its perfect!". My subconscious didn't miss anything. It was green and plump the way any succulent should be.

At that point I start to praise my subconscious for having such creative abilities exceeding my conscious self. I started to sing a silly rhyme, somehow I managed to rhyme processed milk and manufactured cheese in the same sentence.

I can't sing worth anything and my rhyme was dumb! Even I knew it was dumb when I was dreaming

But to my happy surprise, suddenly all the bored looking employees break out in dance, and all together they chorus and repeat my rhyme. That was fun! I stay rhyming and singing to my subconscious for a few minutes.

Until I ran out of things to rhyme processed milk and cheese with

Once I stopped singing, the DCs went back to their boring routine as if nothing happened.

Before leaving, I wanna try it again! Ahem- I have to clear my throat and my voice cracks as I come up with some silly rhyme. All is quiet, and then, the entire store mirrored back my rhyme in perfect melody! Woah!

Happy and still lucid, I go outside and climb the big tree. I think how fun it would be to have monkey feet while climbing this tree, and like magic, I had monkey feet (I think at some point I took off my shoes). Then I try doing back flips, but I just ending up floating backwards instead.

Suddenly a strange DC comes up to me, behind him was a group of aggressive looking men. I think I recognize this DC as a repeating DC, a not so nice one. He's a tall skinny black man, usually wearing a business suite. And he's always a jerk to me!

He tells something I don't remember. But I remember him telling me "So now that you've learned what you were supposed to learn from this dream, its time to wake up."

What? Wake up? End my lucid adventure?

"No! I don't want to wake up, I'm having too much fun."

"Fine, I'll give you an extra minute and a half. And then, I'm ending the dream."

Who is he to tell me that he's ending MY dream? He starts counting "1.....2.....3......"

Oh man! I run down the street, determined to get far away from this jerk and prolong my dream instead. He sends his minions after me, but they can't keep up with my speed.

I wasn't worried about his minions. I was worried about his counting. Actually, it started to completely freak me out o_O. I didn't matter how far or how fast I went, his voice was still there, right behind me. Right in the back of my head!

As if there is no physical space dividing me and this DC, who positions himself to be able to end my dream.

I duck behind a bush and crawl into the thicket, losing the two boys. I can hear the men looking for me. I panic! What should I do? All the other DCs had voices that come from a distance, even far away if they were far away. But not this DC.

The men get closer to me, scared that they would try to bring me back to the strange DC, I decided this dream ain't worth it, and wake myself up

It was 6:30 am, hours before I needed to wake up!

Note: This was another night of all fragments, so here is what I can remember from the fragmented dreams.

Looking for WHO?
I was in a forest, I'm not sure how I managed to get there, but I was spontaneously lucid… or most likely I had become lucid before my memories of the dream begin. I was eating an apple and thinking it tasted exceptionally good, almost like a caramel apple, but there was no caramel on it. I turned around to follow a path that I thought led back to my place, but there were three people blocking my path. Two men and a woman who had a look to them that said they thought they were better than everyone else. Of course this gave me an immediate dislike of them. One of the men, one with dark hair slicked back against his head in such a way that it looked like one solid oily mass, said he would have me tell him where they could find Makarthos… wtf? I told him I had absolutely no idea who they were talking about, which was true. The woman said I spoke the truth. The man sighed, I looked to keep track of the other man, and it looked like he was standing lookout for something. The man said he would have me tell him where… Walms… could be found. I said I know no Walms, but the woman said I was lying. The man asked again where Walms could be found, I said I had absolutely no idea… the woman said that was truthful… I asked why they were looking for Walms. My question was ignored, the man said since I have a bit of Walms' energy in me, I could surely locate him. I said I do not know the location of anyone using that energy form, let alone Walms. The woman said I was being truthful. The man grumbled an expletive and then said they should go, Makarthos had to be somewhere close. All three of them disappeared, leaving me wondering who the hell they were.

Healing by Proxy
I was in MoSh's inner world with MoSh, Asuka, and Kaomea, I was lucid, and I knew my goal there was to transfer some healing spells to Kaomea, which she had requested I do. I told Kaomea that often times using healing spells was the best way to learn them, so if she was up for it, we could go to a place where both a soul healing and a physical healing would be needed. She agreed, so I opened a portal while focused on finding a Callisto from the television show "Xena: Warrior Princess" who needed healing. I trusted my tracking to find an appropriate version of Callisto. Kaomea and I went through the portal into a forest where I spotted Callisto hiding behind some trees, looking in the opposite direction. We went silently over behind her where I looked where she was looking. There was a woman near a small house that Callisto was watching, I heard her mutter something about taking away everyone Xena had ever loved… I got Callisto's attention, she turned around with a start, apparently surprised that there was someone there. Callisto pulled out her sword, but when she did I noticed that she was only able to use her right arm, her left arm looked quite badly wounded. She told us to stay out of the way, she could take a couple unarmed travelers with just one arm. I ignored Callisto's comment and told Kaomea to do the healing spell, I would focus the energy through her to show her how to use it. So I focused the spell Touch My Heart through Kaomea to Callisto. It's not the usual healing spell I use on different versions of Callisto, but I felt it would work, and it has more uses than the one I usually use which is Until it Sleeps by Metallica. I could tell the dark energy had been cleared from Callisto, but she was still physically wounded. I told her we would heal that wound, it looked like it was becoming infected. Now free of the dark energy, Callisto allowed us to use Voices from the Macross Plus soundtrack to heal her physical wound. Again, I focused the energy, but directed it through Kaomea so she could be the one to do it.

Must Save Kitty!!!
I was sitting in a classroom, it was a normal classroom like many others I have been in, though it was clearly not my normal school. I also didn't see anyone I knew in the class, but none of this seemed unusual at the time. The instructor was lecturing in front of the class, I felt a distinct dislike of him, but I wasn't thinking of any particular reason why I would be angry at him. He was teaching biology, talking about internal organs of mammals, which I was not finding at all interesting. I was thinking it would be fun to disrupt this class with a display of TK… too bad I couldn't do that… The instructor told everyone to gather around. He had a sedated cat on his desk now, and he was preparing to dissect it! No way! I told him the idea of doing that was sick and disgusting, he said if I was offended I was free to leave early, but study internal organs of mammals in the book for the test. I said I would leave… and so would the cat, at which point I grabbed the sleeping kitty and ran out of the classroom with it. It seemed everyone was after me, saying they wanted to dissect the cat, which was about to make me physically sick. I turned around and saw a lot of people back there… and went off into a classroom and then into a closet to hide with the sleeping kitty. It turned out I had chosen the history classroom, and this closet had weapons from history… surprisingly they were real, not models, so I grabbed a sharp sword. The door opened, the instructor was there, he said just because I oppose dissection doesn't mean others have to be deprived. I told him I don't oppose dissection at all… I was ready to do some right now… "How about you go first?" I said as I pulled the sword out and sliced the instructor open with one quick upward cut from his crotch to his chest… his intestines actually spilled out, just about making me puke, everyone else ran for it as the instructor collapsed and bled out on the floor.

Dreaming Rocks!
I was near a large arena that was used to host huge musical concerts, and I knew it was someone I wanted to see this time, so I went to find out who. There was a random concert here every week, and this one was the week for Heavy Metal, so I wanted to at least check it out. Best of all, the concert was free, used just for the band's publicity. I was wonderfully surprised when I found Metallica was playing, that was strange since they are already well known, but as usually there was no ticket needed. The concert was already underway, and I hurried into the arena. There were many people there, but I managed to make my way to the front of the arena, right up to the stage, the music was so loud and that was sooooo cool! I listened to the music for a while, then I felt dust tickling my nose, so I reached up to rub it. Something seemed weird… I pinched my nose… and was still able to breathe, I was dreaming! I took to flying, but I didn't want to leave, the concert was too cool. So instead of leaving, I flew from one vantage point to another to see the concert from all sorts of viewpoints that no one else was able to get to. Strangely enough, no one seemed to notice my flying around in there.

Non-Lucid
Lucid
Comments
Vividness: 3
Recall: 5
Hours of Sleep: 8
Food Before Sleep: Skittles and Starbursts o.o

I was with my boyfriend waiting for his class to start before going to my own. His teacher then told him that it was alright if he went upstairs to see the nurse for some sort of school check up. Since my class was upstairs we held hands and made our way up there. When we got to the nurse's office I gave him a quick kiss goodbye before walking down the hall. There had been glass for a floor at one point, like the dome at the mall and it had all shattered. So I was forced to walk along the edges all the way to my Spanish class. When I got there my friend Adrian was wearing a Super Mario costume. My boyfriend doesn't even go to my school and my school does not have a nurses office or a dome. But, my friend Adrian is being Super Mario for Halloween. After that dream I woke up.

I fell asleep and started to walk up the stairs in a house. I did a reality check and discovered I could breath! I contained my excitement and walked around the house just to see if it would work. I decided to see if I could fly so I ran up the stairs and stood on the edge of the banister and jumped off! To my horror I fell and fell until I hit the ground and...Woke up.

My school was hosting a talent show and I was doing a breathing exercise because I was going to see I decided to plug my nose and see if I could breath...I could! I controlled my excitement and made my way to the stage to start the talent show. Lucky me I got to open. So, because I got to control what happened I decided to sing this song that I had just recently learned. Shortly after I finished I woke up..Again.

I was in an elevator with a few of my friends and did a reality check. Only find out I was dreaming. The elevator was going up to the second story of our school and these one girls were being incredibly annoying so I decided to yell at them. They then told me to shut up when a chainsaw appeared in my hands and it was already running. I then cut them to pieces and everyone in the elevator was very thankful. But my friend Rita had broken the elevator and we were now falling to the Earth. I thought about a rope connecting to something on the second story of the school and the elevator and it happened! We then pulled the elevator back up and walked out. I walked down the hall to my first period class to go talk to my teachers. I opened the wall that divided the two classrooms and turned around. My math/physics teacher was getting a massage from some random guy and my best friend was deflating like a balloon I told him to fill back up with air and he did. Then my humanities teacher was on the ground with his legs spread screaming because he was giving birth. I scared myself away.

Awake, Non-lucid, Lucid, Half-awake, half-dream state, [Commentary made while awake]

While out of the house somewhere, I put on a navy-blue, stretchy headband [that I have in real life], and make some kind of wish. This causes me to suddenly have long hair again [I cut my real hair short at the beginning of this month]. My hair is down to my shoulder blades, which is still a little shorter than it was when I cut it, and seems thinner and wavier than it used to be when it was long. I don't want my mom to see me with my hair long again, because if she did, I would have to explain to her about the magical headband. So, when I return home, I do my best to avoid letting her see me.

I consider re-cutting my hair myself, but decide I don't want to, because it wouldn't come out very neat. I decide instead to go back and find the stretchy headband and make another wish to reverse the effects of the first one. I ask my mom if I can use the car to run an errand. She asks what it is, and I answer that I'm going to a vacant lot to look for something I lost. This is true, but it's not the whole truth.

I get into the brown car, and someone is in the front passenger seat. [My dad, I think.] I say to him, “Watch the street signs. I don't even know my own neighborhood in these dreams.” And they'll probably change, I think. I back the car out of the garage, turn it to my left, and continue backing in that direction all the way down to the corner, where the street turns 90 degrees. [In this dream, this corner is now a 90-degree turn like it is in reality, not a four-way intersection like it was in the first dream described in my dream journal entry dated 10/08/10.] Sure enough, as we drive down the street backwards and then back up the street going forward, each street sign says something different the second time we pass it than it did the first time we passed it. The street signs are all blue with white letters [not green with white letters, as they are in reality]. Eventually, I find the street I'm looking for and turn left onto it.

The next scene seems to take place in a fast-food restaurant. I find the headband I was looking for and restore my short haircut. [For this part of the dream, I was in “video-game-controller” mode again, as I described in my dream journal entry dated 10/21/10. I was kind of removed from the action and aware that it was all going on in my mind/imagination, and at the same time, I was fully aware of my real body.]

Woke up at 1:36 A.M., took some notes on my dream, went back to bed.

My parents and I are attending a wedding at the estate of some really rich people. The estate has a little re-creation of a neighborhood from old-timey New York, and the little church in that neighborhood is being used for the ceremony. In one room, an old man, the father or grandfather of the groom, I think, is lying on a hospital bed, all dressed up for the ceremony and being included in the festivities. After the ceremony, they make everyone attending the wedding pose for a group picture. My dad wants to put some sand in containers to use it to stabilize some photography equipment, so he gets out a bunch of sand toys, and I help him shovel sand into buckets. The people who own the estate are originally from Thailand, and they've recreated the beaches of Thailand on their estate. The sand we're shoveling is filled with beautiful blue-and-white seashells, colorful stones and jewels, and gold dust.

Woke up at 3:36 A.M., took some notes, went back to bed.

I'm at my old high school, walking across campus, looking for the classroom of one of my old teachers. I get to the western edge of campus, where the furthest-out portable classrooms used to be, and discover that there's a sort of ravine there, with concrete stairs leading down the near side and up the far side. On the far side of the ravine stand the furthest-out portables. I'm not really surprised that so much has changed in the years since I've been away.

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An aside:

When I cut my hair short in reality, it was after many years of having long hair. I've been wondering for a while whether or not my dream self (if I may steal some jargon from the Matrix universe, my residual self-image) would still have long hair. Not surprisingly, thinking about this over a period of time caused me to dream about it. I find it interesting, and reassuring, that after only three weeks of having short hair in reality, even my dream self apparently feels that that's the norm, and that having long hair feels wrong.

Also, I'm pleased with the increasing frequency of my lucid dreams, but disappointed with my lack of control. I keep realizing that I'm dreaming and either not trying to do or change anything at all, or trying and failing. I will continue trying to improve.

10/24/10

Last night had this dream.. I am sitting in an office in front of a desk and there was this woman handling paperwork.
She is asked me to sign on the line and when I grabbed the paper I couldn't make out much of it.. I tried to read it but I couldn't recognize anything on it ..except where to sign my name.. so I sign my name and what was weird was I had scribbled my name on it.. I tried writing how I would normally write my name but instead it came out in scribbles.
She asked me if I was to compare my dad with 3 pictures of different men.. who would my dad resemble. She shows me 3 photographs of older men none looked like my dad and I wondered why she would ask such a thing. So I picked the man with a beard.. he was thinner than the other two so I figured he was close enough to resemblance.
After that I find myself in a building.. I can't recall if it was a shelter because it looked like a hospital.. than it looked like an apartment building and also seemed to be a shelter.
The place I was in was a bit small and I went to go take a walk. I head towards the lobby area and see these group of guys. I had shoes in my hands and had put them down to put a pair of sneakers on.. one of the guys began grabbing the shoes and I told him " Excuse me these are my shoes and sneakers." I grabbed them back and he said no these are mine.. another guy in a white t shirt walked over and said ok and moved the other one away.. he asked me if they were mine and I told him " Yes they are.. you can come to my apartment and see the proof".. he walks with me and tells me not to come around that area again.. I begin to apologize and he tells me they are a gang and it is best that I stay away from that area..
I nod and try to be nice to him to not piss him off..
Now I am walking through the building and can't find where I live!.. so I pretend that I know where I am going.. there are people in front of their apartment doors lingering around.. it sort of looked like a hospital and hospital rooms with people standing around the front door..
One room was eerie ..I saw someone laying on their bed but their legs didn't seem to appear right and the woman hanging by the door told me to look in.. I just moved fast away from the room.
I am walking and notice I lost the gang member and I am trying to remember where my room was...

That was it..

Crappy dreams lately but I type out what I remember.