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October 5th, 2010

First Chain Dream: Part 1 (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So before this even begins, I got into bed and only thought two things, "I will have a lucid dream tonight" and "Whatever I see will not be real." The second seemed kind of odd, but I guess it works for me. It took about 10 minutes or so because I kept focusing, but eventually I drifted away.

I woke up in some kind of bunk-bed / cubby-hole that looked like something straight out of a concentration camp. But I got out and saw that me and this guy named Nick were in a room with a door leading to a roof somewhere. It was still night out. We stepped outside and suddenly got the feeling that people were watching us. . . So I 'found' a Desert Eagle and started to shoot at other figures who had guns (I somehow had clips to reload too. Cool!). It was pretty easy. Then, I felt a deep pressure in my left arm and fell down (Pretty sure I got shot). But that's not all!

A few seconds after that, two of our friends, Mike and Brian, came up from what I assumed was a rooftop lower than us and apologized for shooting me. I got up and we all got into a car that had magically appeared to our left. Once we got in, we were on the road already. The road was empty except for us. As we took a left turn some guy didn't stop and grazed the left side of our car, which I was suddenly driving. Shortly I arrived at a Supermarket, during the daytime now, and got out of the car. However now I was with my friend Dan. I didn't mind.

A few seconds after walking into the supermarket, I noticed something, but I don't know what, but it was enough. Aww man, I just hit the Lucid jackpot. I wanted to try low gravity this time. I didn't want full-on flying, been there, done that. As much as I willed, nothing happened. So, I had to get creative. I always read that if you can't will something, make it happen by creating a device or some other medium. I said to Dan, "Dan! You're dreaming right now!" He looked real surprised, but happy. "You should try low gravity!" And wouldn't you know, a few seconds later we were Moon-Bouncing in the supermarket.

I can't remember what happened, something about jumping over an old lady's shopping cart, but I woke up real quick. I thought, wait! Don't end now! So I didn't move, closed my eyes, and in a few seconds...

non-dream - non-lucid - lucid

05-10-10 I am in Bournemouth and I think in the beginning I am conducting some sort of important official business, I am in a position of power. There is a change in the dream where I meet up with Elliot and Mark Phelps for a chat about old days and Elliot is persistent in his persuasion of getting me to test out my golf swing so he can see it for old times sake. In the beginning I am focusing on my grip and my hand is turned so far around (anatomically impossible) and I tell him that it is the way I grip the club. He gives me some sort of metal object, which could be a torn off car antenna, as he doesn't believe me and sure enough my grip is different when trying it out on the antenna. I start focusing on my thumbs and interlocking my fingers, and testing out the grip without the interlocking. I am talking about some sort of baseball style grip, as someone is telling me that the new official tee off swing requires a run up, Happy Gilmore style. I test my stance and some sort of short fellow corrects my shoulders and feet to get me into something that reminds me more of a Quigong stance. I try my swing a couple of times and then he asks if any of us ever wondered about going pro. I reply I toyed with the idea but gave up as I such too much and 26 is too old to take up any professional line of sports. Elliot questions me about this. I seem to remember something about the road lay out, but it is practically non-recallable, will edit if it comes to me.

FA. I am in my bed in sunny surroundings and my mother asks me if I dreamt about being someone important. I ask her why and she explains that I was talking in my sleep. All she and I say are blurry words but I remember that it was indeed from my official business in the first part of the dream. I say I was a minister (the governmental position, not a religious one). Then Ulrike appears appears and we talk about me still dreaming about people from EIMS and I explain that I, probably more than others got highly emotionally attached to the place. She tells me she is sorry that I still have to dream about that place and at this point I start becoming suspicious, primarily because she is also a person from EIMS. I notice a false memory appearing about her leaving a year or so back and she makes it clear that she does not dream about it ever. I close my eyes to go to sleep again, but she keeps harassing me with some sort of important piece of work she is conducting with Dennis from China. I say sure you are. I close my eyes again and I seem unable to speak so I try telepathically to reach out for Mitzu (A woman that appeared in one of my lucids, while I was on holiday, who came when I requested to meet my dream guide, still have the dream in note form, need to get around getting all those posted. Thinking about it, I probably should have tried texting her for the TOTM). When I open my eyes and walk out of bed I pat Ulrike on the back and check my fingers that at first are blurry, and when I check again, has an additional finger in the middle of the hand. I notice the woman is dressed as Mitzu was the first time I saw her, but I have no presence of mind to actually check who it is, my first point on the agenda is to stabilise the dream. In the dream I sort of just expect it to be Ulrike, so if it was Mitzu let me express my awaken apologies. I start paying attention to my senses and rub my hands, I draw in a huge breath from my nose in order to notice any smells. I notice I am now in a much tidier state of my room and the sunny surroundings and my mum have disappeared. instead of the dining table next to my bed there is a smaller coffee table and my jersey is hanging on the wall where the telly normally is. This is all I experience from the dream as everything goes black and I find myself firmly rooted behind my eyelids in the physical world.

Note to self: I am finding myself getting lucid more often, but also that they end quickly and abruptly. There may be an idea in checking up on DEILD methods, as I find myself able to lie perfectly still, until I can truly get the initial stabilisation under my belt.

Also. Buy an alarm clock so I can start working on the WILD project again!

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I am in a house by the river in a tropical setting. There are many Stygian dolls, and for those not familiar with the Diablo 2 environment, these are the animated skeletons of small people about 1-2 feet tall that have a nasty sting and explode when they die, which they do easily. Anyways killing is not on the agenda, the dolls' habitat is threatened due to advances of humans into the forest and in the end the dolls get washed down the river and I end up making peace with them and help them establish a settlement by the shore. Longer up the beach more tourist resorts and residence housing is established and these people are afraid of the dolls (think because they are skeletons and somewhat unnatural), but they dare not openly attack them while I am mediating the hostile relationship. At one point I go the dolls on a rainy day and they end up stabbing me in sheer excitement, they are not trying to hurt me, they just can't help themselves (aren't they cute ^^). I also have lengthy conversations with the humans about them detesting me communicating as I do with the dolls. Somewhere in the back of my mind I have a feeling that the situation is quite familiar (I am always championing the position of tolerance and attempting to understand different religions and cultures, in my somewhat racist and fear-of-the-unknown oriented family. However I am not considering immigrants in Denmark on the level of Stygian dolls ^^)

I'm walking down a path in the forest, there are two dream characters with me.

I am walking up ahead and something clicks with me. I'm dreaming. I run to the two dream characters and tell them, "Hey guys we're in a dream right now!"
"Really?" one of them asks.
"Really! I'm so serious, here, I'll show you."

I grab both of their hands and push my feet off the air hard. Before I know it we're soaring above the world. The strange thing was that, at first the entire world consisted of a big box we seemed to be hovering over. There were lots of things floating in the air, and I kept wanting to go higher. There was half of a train suspended in mid-air. I was having a conversation with one of the girls about how this is our dream imagination playground, how the world below is our mind. I looked down at the box and got up really high and extended my hands pushing the box bigger, bigger, and bigger, until it wasn't a box any more, it was an entire world.

This afternoon, I entered a WILD in which I was at my computer (though not in my house), and I recieved a message from a female user I recognized in the dream, but no longer have any clue who she was. I also got a message from someone else I can't really remember, but I only replied to the female one. The majority of the dream takes place around and inside a few tall buildings. I start out inside one, but quickly go outside to run from some people who arrive (two of which were female and one a male) and I believe may mean me harm. They don't see me but they know I am around somewhere. Now outside, I look up to the roof, a three story jump. But, knowing I can accomplish this allows me to jump and grab onto the ledge and pull myself up. One the roof I see a female who I believe to be the one I was corresponding with on the computer and it seems to me as if she is hiding as well. I go to her and try to pull her to an area of the roof that is more conceiled. We end up phasing through a wall, to get to this area, a very peculiar experience. In hiding, we are finally spotted by one of the male pursuers. No longer desiring to run, I engage him in combat and overpower him, throwing him off the roof. He is rendered incapacitated, but not dead, so I look around for the girl who I find is fighting the female pursuer. Suddenly, the three of us are inside, I am not sure how, but I attempt to help take down the female pursuer. She ends up being far too strong for either of us, even after I attempt to cut off what I believed to be her power supply. While I do think it was her supply, I believe she was too powerful even without it. I can't remember what happened after that.

Next dream has sexual content.

I am with this supermodel and we are doing a photoshoot together. There is a large bed in the room and the both of us are slowly removing articles of clothing as the photographer takes shots. We start out at different ends of the bed, but as we grow closer to being naked, we come closer to eachother. By the time we are fully unclothed, we start to have sex. She wants to restart, but without the photographer, so be get up and open the door expecting to go to the same room but at an eariler time before the photographer arrives. Our combined wills cause this to be so. We enter the room fully clothed, the photographer absent. But before we resume what we came here to do, there is a knock at the door and we know it is the photographer. We answer the door and he is very upset with us for traveling through time and ruining his shoot. After that I woke up

Method: DILD
Recall: great
Lucid Ability:8
Vividness: perfect
Dream Length:long

I'm in this huge bathroom/shower...gigantic even. There are several showers inside, and jacuzzi type tubs. The ceilings are high and everything is round, ocean like. Theres a certain calmness about this place. I played around with one of the showers, and it came on from the ceiling with a pull of a switch like a fan. When The shower started spraying, the tub automatically started filling up, and overflowing into the rest of the room, because it was designed that way. The room just looked like everything sort of flowed when all of the showers would have been turned on. There was a main drain in the center of the room for good reason.

Finally I turned it off by using a handle I saw at another location and I started heading out. As I left the room, I saw my sister-n-law and she was with some kids. I guess she was going to help them get a shower or something. I get outside, and see that I'm at some huge hotel/resort, and it's one big party. Some kid walks up to me and tells me about some girl who likes him, or something out of the blue, and I'm looking around and everyone is hooking up with everyone at the moment.

I found it odd that he would randomly start talking to me, and then I looked in the window. I saw some girl sitting at a desk reading some paper, and her top was hanging down just so one nipple was exposed. I grabbed the guy and said "hey did you see that!?". The DC was clueless to what was going on. I sped up and left him, and continued walking around this area, and did a u-turn.

There are literally tons of people out here, and everyones having a good time. It's the middle of the day, but all the people are drinking. There are even people having sex. I mean hot chicks doing average joes, and there are designated areas. Somethings not adding up.

I see my brothers and my sister, and they greet them, it looks like I arrived just in time for breakfast. The plates are already set out with food, and they all say "hi". I asked my oldest brother...
Me: What day is it?
Him: Labor day
Me: How did I get here?
Him: You don't remember?
Me: what day is it again?
Him: It's September the first
Me: So you're saying I slept all the way until next year and arrived here?

I stared at my plate and watched it wobble back and forth for a few moments, and it flew across the table at one of my brothers. He says I was rude. I look at them and say "don't you guys realize that this is a dream right now?". Even the guy who was playing live (80s) music started saying "he's dreaming". Over and over in the song. After making a few more plates fly at my siblings, I decided there was other things to get into.


IE: It's Plan B time

I walked around until I found the perfect candidate. There were two Columbian girls sitting at the bar. They both had auburn hair and fake boobs, and they one looked my age, and one looked a little older. I sat right between them and started kissing on the neck. Two seconds later, her friend pulls me away from her, and starts kissing me. Then she lets me go, and I started kissing the other girl again. Then we both started three way kissing. My hands are just exploring as much as possible at this moment, and they both stand up and pull down their skirts.

Spoiler for it gets graphic here.:

One girl climbs up her barstool and says "do me". I took her down off of it, and proceeded. Then I switched to the other girl. They wanted me to cum so bad. I pulled out of her and took off my condom, it had a small amount in it, and they wanted me to give it to them.

Something didn't seem right by that. I started walking off, and they got really mad at me. They kept telling me that thats what they needed me to do. I walked up to a sink with condiments on it and poured hot sauce into it, and flushed it down the sink.

All of a sudden theres an explosion of violence. EVERYONE starts fighting. Just then, hundreds of people with weapons they got from no where started killing and maiming each other. Guess who was the only unnamed guy there? Not only that, the first thing I picked up was a butter knife but I had lucidity on my side. Some big guy started rushing at me, and I cut his throat with it. I was expecting blood, but nothing happened, the guy just plopped down face first into the floor.

I jumped over the long dinner table and watched a guy who used a weapon that was like a small chainsaw that acted more like a wood chipper. Bloods flying everywhere from the guy he's working, and the first thing I think is "I gotta get me one of those". He turns around and tries to use it on me, and I block it, grab it from his hands, and I started cutting him up. Seriously, I don't know what this thing was, but blood tissue, bones and everything else, was just flying from the guy at me. Tons of it, I moved on to the next guy, and it had the same reaction. I'm covered in blood and guts at this point, and each time I do it, it never gets old. Then the dream abruptly ends.

FA

I'm in my bed with my eyes closed thinking "damn....I was owning them"....then I really woke up.

For the first time in a while, i'm glad to say i had a lucid, and my recall is getting better.

Lucidity-5
Vividness-7

I'm on my way to class, driving a speedbike. There are mainly trees along the way on both sides of the road. When i get near the school, i realize i'm dreaming. I did a nose RC, and lucidity hit me like a bag of bricks. I still had to drive the bike, but it wasn't to hard to steer. I was mainly looking at the enviorment which it replicated very well. Down to very individual details.
I pull into my school and park. There are some random people walking around. I went up to a janitors closet. I was going to try to make a portal. On the front of the door where it said something else that i can't recall now, i wrote in, "MOON". I hopped in. Everything was starting to feel weird like my mind was creating a new place, and when i steped out it would be the moon.
But then a FA hit me. I thought it was a DEILD. So i laid perfectly still, but still saw threw my eyes at a computer. Then when i focused in i saw that there was a time, then said dang, i messed up the deild.
Dream Skip
Its nighttime at the college. My speedbike is parked at a different location. I go to it to start it up. It starts up fine, but i can't find the lights. So i try putting back on its stand. It doesn't want to go easily.(actually i just remembered, i didn't park it when i was lucid. I jumped off of it. just a note). I eventually force it down and talk to some people who were saying its a nice bike. I get back on it and start riding with no lights up the wrong way. On the way i'm pressing buttons, and one of them is the lights.
I'm happy i found the lights, turn around, and start heading to the exit. Along the way i crash sorta. By sorta, i mean that the side of the road, and my bike went under some redneck guys truck. I keep going to look at it, and going around to look at it. Apparently they never even noticed it. So i ask them for some help. They move their truck and i get my bike back and start riding. It's wet out and i can't see threw my helmet at that point. I wait a while, then i leave once it stopped raining.(also, at the same time, a spaceship was in the air. It was blasting off to go somewhere and a little probe hit it, just thought that was odd)
DreamSkip
I'm at my dad's house playing a GTA4 type game. He tells me to get on a motorcycle. I find one in the game, then in the dream i put on a helmet. We both laugh and i lose my recall from there.

I had another dream, but it was too simple to fully explain i'll give a summary below.

Lucidity-0
Vividness-6

I drove my friends to school. Friend asks me to pay him back. I give him 10 bucks. I tell them i don't go to classes here even though i technically have them.

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID FALSE AWAKENING PRECOG

0:30 GMT – Sleep

Weird animals
I’m under the viaduct at my home town, crossing a road that passes under it, when I see a cute fluffy cat with an enormous head, although inside the range of normality, passing by. I also see a pigmee elephant with antlers instead of tusks and a tiny short trunk. I also think he was a bit furry on the back. A truly weird animal. A gipsy woman approaches me saying she wants to read my future in my hands and I say I’m not interested. Then I realise I don’t have any money, any purse, not even keys to my home. Instead of despair I feel so free – I start realising I’m probably dreaming.

Trying to do the RPG task I
Then I’m inside some studio, watching a talk show being recorded and I decide to do the nose RC. Somehow it is not clear enough – I do have difficulties in breathing when I pinch my nose. So I do the ultimate test and cross a giant speaker box as if it was an hologram. OK, now I know I am dreaming. I remember the RPG task to go save the demon boy in the woods and I check my reflection somewhere just to be sure I’m on my RPG character (my warrior me). I am close but not enough. I try to summon weapons but when I look again I have strange hair in black, red and white shades. I get distracted by that and wake up.

Trying to do the RPG task II
I force myself into dream again and I find myself back in the studio again watching the talk show – boring! I have to start all over, but at least now I don’t need RC. I decide to move forward to jump to the RPG dream. I end up in the lobby of this building. It is golden with large glass windows and doors. I see the street outside. I look for something that can serve as portal and the best I can get is the glass doors. Good enough. I jump towards a door wishing to go to the woods and for a split second I am surrounded by trees and start deciding my next move. But the woods quickly transform and I find myself at my mom’s place. Shit! What’s going on today? It’s late night, everybody’s asleep and I hear noise in the kitchen. I go check and my mom left something in the stove, a cooker with beans that has no water anymore and the beans are burning and kind of exploding with the heat. I shut down the stove and put a wet tissue over the cooker. By then my mom woke up and comes to see what happened. She is surprised to see me and totally upset she forgot the beans cooking. She thanks me and feels embarrassed. She has no clue we’re just dreaming and I also don’t want to enlighten her today, so I tell her I just arrived, it’s late and I go to sleep and we talk next day, okay? She finds all weird but as I go to the room and close the door she doesn’t insist. I then think about trying once more to jump to the woods but I wake up again. Sh*t!

4:40 GMT

Trying to do the RPG task III and meeting Nighthawk instead
After writing my failed attempts I go back to sleep and try to enter lucid again. This time I am facing a mirror and my warrior suit is on, my weapons on my hands and I plunge into a mirror portal totally focused on the RPG task. When I open my eyes on the other side I feel totally crushed, no woods. I’m at a modern house, like a loft studio but really huge. There’s people around a table, like a family and friends and I see Nighthawk. I guess subconscious today won me or maybe he summoned me.
This is a dream version of his house and family. His mom, dad, brothers and sisters are there. He spots me and puts his arm around my shoulders and tells me to walk with him. Ok. We go upstairs and we sit on a couch – I actually sit on his lap – and we start making out. Then I put my hand under his shirt and he has a really weird reaction, saying he is putting some medicine on his skin and I shouldn’t touch it. He even says the name of the medicine and I’m like “Who cares, we’re dreaming!”. I guess he doesn’t know that. I get bored with his talk about the active component of this medicine and lose connection to this dream.

Girl stoned in Iran
Then I find myself in what seems to be Iran. Some women all dressed up and maked-up (but with scarfs over their heads) are bringing boxes of stones to some table. They look shattered and angry. Then a lot of men are gathering around and I feel sick when I realise what’s about to happen. These women are friends and family of the girl who is going to be stoned and I think this is the biggest torture of all, that they have to prepare it all. A little young girl is actually so upset that she throws a small stone towards some guys who are looking eager for what’s coming. Then the older ladies grab her in urgency or she would also be punished severely for that.
Then a teenage girl dressed in aqua-green with beautiful light brown hair and the most sad and profound eyes is coming to the centre of the “stage”. I am just watching, like hovering around in spirit and no one really sees me. Except her: she extends her arms to me, looks deeply in my eyes, like begging for help and I feel totally broken. I hold her hands and send her all my love and tell her not to be afraid, that she will soon be free. She feels a bit comforted and sings a very sad song.

6:15 GMT

Meeting Nighthawk II
I am back in the house where I met Nighthawk previously. I meet him again and as we move around this place I see how big it really is – it connects with a larger facility with artists’ studios and workshops. Artists and engineers are all working together on some project connecting agriculture and art. It’s bizarre. I pass in front of 3 furnaces which are being open on that exact moment to put something inside or take something out, but I don’t get to see what. I just see that some guy suffers minor burns in his face when a flame hits him.
Nighthawk takes me again to some private area and he asks me what did really happen in that shared lucid dream he doesn’t recall. I ask him back if he really doesn’t remember and he insists on the "no". He sits on a sofa and asks me embarrassed if we “pleased each other” and I find that such a ridiculous euphemism. I say “If we had sex? No, but it was close enough.” He said “I thought so.” Then he pulls me closer and puts his hands on my hips and I put my hands on his shoulders.

7:55 GMT – Wake up

non-dream - non-lucid - lucid


03-10-10 I am at a Casino, winning loads. I also take chips left behind, as no one is there. My dad comes and cleans the place up. The chips I have won turn into metal for me to cash out. Something is wrong my dad goes on a run, I follow, he ends up running over a house. We get noticed by the people inside, I spot a parcour route I could take to get on to the roof. A mother and daughter catches me (not litterally) and tell me my dad ruined their floor, I assure them he will fix it. I end up going through the house, but I am hit by a buzzing sensation, I ask what is causing it and the mother explains that it is the incense sticks. I reply I have never felt anything like it before, they make the sticks themselves, from “yogi trees”, the mother invites me to find one, but the daughter explains how they are nearly extinct. This doesn't seem to bother the mother, but the daughter and I don't like it.

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I am in a house that in some way reminds me of our family house in Hornslet. We are playing some sort of game and 2 eastern European women are there, playing the game with us. They are discussing the pros and cons about being a prostitute. One of them a blond girl sort of fancies the idea and as the little party goes on, we scatter and she ends up having sex with an old English friend of mine. They start out on the table. Simultaneously the rest of us are spending time somewhere else. I am talking to the other girl really interested in getting in her pants, but she lets me down and while I am taken somewhere else to deal with something, she starts a conversation with a quiet sensible man, whom I do not previously know. In the end they too start having sex and I feel a bit down seeing as there is only 3 rooms upstairs and 2 of them are being used for sexual exploits and I am not part of anything. I have to go to the toilet, so I spend a bit of time in the hallway connecting all the rooms and I can see the second couple on the bed and I can hear the first, the woman complaining that not even my Friend can satisfy her. She contacts me and asks if what I think about her having sex in my house, I say I love the thought and she asks me if I could fix the table for her as she could feel it breaking when they started. Apparently the table did it for her. I agree and is getting quite excited up until she says “Oh there is just one catch, R (my English friend) will be doing the tuffing”. To which I am quite disappointed.

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I end up summoning a demon in the form of an old English friend of mine to fulfil my sexual desires, her boyfriend is a good friend of mine.. PM me if you need further details...

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I am locked to something between a safe and a steel frame, but for some reason I am able to move. This is a good thing as I am being stolen by some badies and I need to discover their location. I end up getting myself hooked to some strange hook in the car which leaves me in a position where I am halfway hanging out the car running on the street as they drive down the road. I am thinking shit I am outside my flat and I don't have my keys, I check my pockets and they are gone. I react by thinking to myself “Oh yeah I am dreaming, I need to just expect them to be there” I check my pockets again and they are now there.. Can't remember exactly but I think I keep going down the road...

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I am experiencing flashes, which I think might be HHs. They are of Vala Maldaran of SG-1 and as they continue I am thinking “Vala, hmm alright I'll go with it” (I have been such a pig this night ^^). As they continue I become aware that she is lying unconscious in a corridor as am I in the form of Daniel Jackson (I am not able to shift, but I am just casually aware that I might frighten her if I am myself, and I just become him). The HHs eventually grow to a full dream, I try to move around, but this seems to destabilise the dream so I decide to go with the plot and just pay attention. I am captured as a fraud by Daniel Jackson, as this is confusing I choose to refer to him as Michael Shanks (I decided this in the dream) while I remain Daniel Jackson (Nods to myself, yes!). I am taken through a window to a large garage and I pride myself in the amount of details I can produce and in particular I am proud of the lighting effect cause by someone welding in the background. This looks rather spectacular on Richard Dean Anderson and the variety of tools, boxes, gates, nets and other military/technical equipment in the room. I become elated and am about to jump up a table and start dancing as I am awoken by noise in my physical surroundings.

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A continuation of the dream with the two eastern European women, I ask what I have done to offend them and they tell me I have thrown away one of the person's clothes. We are at a pool side and I manage to drag one of them down into the pool after her having taken off her blouse, in a playful manner. I am vaguely aware that I am dreaming and tell them that I can easily recover the clothes. Turns out I am still horrible at summoning stuff and they discard me as an idiot and I just forget about them.

At the side of the pool my first girlfriend (if you can call her that, didn't last longer than 3 months) looks disappointed at me and ask me if I still have the bag she gave to me in another dream. I consider my answer and decide to go with the truth that I have completely forgotten about it and alas don't have access to it. She tells me that there are huge parts of her identity in there and it was my one chance to get to know her. I tell her I know she likes to dance, she smiles and agrees. I ask her if it is only the traditional dancing or spontaneous individual performances as well (Which I have enjoyed doing since we parted) and she tells me she loves it and grabs my hand in excitement. I wake up to the same aforementioned noise.

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There is a lake, I am lucid and the water of the lake is bright blue, as in so blue you cannot see beneath the surface. I attempt to shrink (last month's task) with some success and I dance through the water at molecular level with loads of electrical activity around me. I am only able to shrink in the water at least to the minuscule size I am at that point. When I exit the lake the blades of grass is about as big as me and I attempt to go back to molecular size but can't. I can easily fit myself in one of those neck supports you buy for sleeping in a sitting position during long flights (recently saw these, as some of my family brought them on a 10 hour flight to Thailand). There are two or three lying at the grass by the side of the lake.


Notes: Quite a good way to end a dryspell, although my lucids are now frequent they seem to be very short and my control is rather limited. I think I need to refocus on my dream world as I have been on holiday and been ill before it, during which time I have been relaxing too much.

However I was pretty drunk and much of my sleep was disturbed by a mate of mine moving about on the sofa, I am not sure whether this was a helping factor or not although I suspect it helped with attaining lucidity, but shortened the duration.

I was in my bed. Everything was fuzzy and disoriented. For a few seconds, I couldn't remember where I was or how I got there. Heck, I couldn't even remember who I was. After a while, things began to make sense. Of course. I looked around. My wall had a pale purple color, unlike the black coloring I had recently done in my room. On the computer table, I saw a rickety old VCR and an iPhone 4G. On the wall in front of me, Da Vinci's 'The Last Supper' was hanging. Finding that a bit odd, I decided to do an RC. I looked at my hands. Perfectly normal.
Deciding that I was, in fact, awake, I got out of my bed. I looked at the clock. 99 hours and O_O minutes. No kidding. I continued along the room, noticing that my beloved tiles were replaced by a carpet that was more like those metal sponges used to clean persistent dried stains on kitchen ware. I opened the door. There was nothing in front of me! Thinking the lights in the corridor must be turned off, I continued. As soon as I stepped in through the veil of darkness that hung just beyond that door, I felt a huge jerk on my bod and a sensation of falling through a long tunnel. I couldn't see anything, and my bod seemed to be spinning at a phenomenal speed. "Portals! Shit!", I thought, as I figured out what was happening.
I slowed down to a stop, landing flat on some grass covered area. It smelled horribly like dead bodies in here. I stood up, and cleaned myself off. Rough ride, I thought. Looking up at the sky, I saw a moonless night. Again.
"Damn, I should make night and dark my dream signs!"
Wait. What? Dream signs? I looked at my hands again. There were no hands! I looked away, and looked again. This time, there was no second finger on my right hand.
I turned lucid. Way to go max, I said to myself, now you need two RCs and things screaming at your face to realize it's a dream. The clarity was good, and the dream was stable. Still, I was taking no chances. While rubbing my hands and activating all my senses, I concentrated on the environment. All around there were huge patches of grass, each blade a foot high. I lone tree stood in the background, leafless, lifeless. I started towards that tree. It was huge, now that I came close. Touching it's bark, I could feel each and every cut in it's bark. So much detail, that I was surprised myself. I did forget some details later on due to an abrupt waking, but I still remember a lot.
I circled around the tree, to look what was behind it, and saw this:



Pennhurst Insane Asylum. I had seen a documentary about it recently. That had GOT to be it. A chilly breeze swept by hair back as I realized that I was in for a lucid nightmare. Smiling, I walked towards it.
I reached the front gate. An ominous feeling seemed to take over me. For a second, I considered turning back and fly to somewhere. But I was not the type to run away. I had visited three supposedly 'haunted' buildings in my city, and spent a night there each with three of my friends, and plus I spent a night in a place that WAS haunted. *shivers* bad experience. After all that, this little lucid nightmare won't frighten me. Or, so I thought.
BOOM! The gate banged open, almost as if it had read my mind and was challenging me to dare to step inside. As I stood there just inches away, I saw it. A dead body, lying there on the ground. One of it's eyes was ling on it's cheek. It's body was badly mutilated. It's left leg stuck out at an odd angle, as if it was twisted by a huge force.
Sheer horror came over me as I saw it was moving. No, it wasn't just moving, it was standing up! I screamed, but no sound came out. The figure limped towards me. It's left leg's ankle bone, (or whatever you call it, I was never good at Biology. ) was sticking out, and as he walked, that bone dragged across the wooden floor, making a horrifying and disgusting scraping sound. I tried to run away. The door was still open. Good. Time to RUN!
I ran at top speed towards the door. It didn't suddenly close or something else didn't pop out. It seemed like I would get out. I reached the door and.....BANG! I struck an invisible barrier, that seemed to be made out of wood. At that very moment, everything changed, as if I was viewing it all through a negative filter. Now I saw the real door, which was closed. As I started to get up, the creepy siren sound from Silent Hill started to ring around the asylum.



I knew what was going to happen before it did. And it wasn't good.
At that instant, the walls around me started to disintegrate into flakes. Now, just like in the movie, I could see the real walls underneath. Something grabbed me from behind. I spun around. It was........this.



I screamed in horror. She grabbed me b the waist, and started, weirdly enough, tonguing my neck. Something was wrong. She was holding me way too tightly. It hurt. The pain grew and grew, until I could bear it no longer. The pain changed into a sort of vibration. I KNOW that vibration ~ I was going to wake up. Grabbing on to a wall to stay in the dream, I managed to shake her off. The vibration didn't stop, and surely enough, I woke up. Drenched in sweat.

Drank some beer last evening so no recall until the second half of the night, but wow what a night.

Freaky Room
0652: C. I'm laying in a bed at one end of a long room. It's almost pitch dark. I can just make out the silhouette of some bedroom furniture and I sense there is a doorway at the far end of the room. A creepy little girl is running around the room. Her face glows like a dim candle. As she gets near me I'm a little frightened. Maybe I'm a little lucid because I tell myself this is just a dream and I should just stay calm and watch. The girl giggles and says "Come, you should see!" And then she exits the room through the door. I still haven't moved. Then I see a large man sitting at the far end of the room. His face is also glowing dimly. He stands up and slowly walks toward me at a zombie's pace. As he gets close, he stretches one arm out toward me as if he intends to grab me. I'm afraid and turn away, still laying in the bed. Dream fades.

Bridgette?
0733: C. I'm in a dark room. Seems like a bedroom. There's some light coming through a door near me that leads to a hallway. I think I'm looking for something in a dresser. A girl walks in and asks for my help. At first, she seems to be Bridgette, a very attractive coworker IWL. She's talking about a forum post about collecting all the images from the game loading screens. She's holding a piece of paper and she wants me to burn it for her. I tell her this is a dream. Again, maybe I'm a little lucid but the vividness and control are low. She says, "Oh, I'm dreaming with you?" I get a closer look and she looks Asian, which Bridgette is not. I say, "Yeah, help me take of my shirt." She does but as the shirt lifts over my head it blocks out my vision and the dream ends abruptly.

Kiting Sleep
0830: D. For about 30 minutes, I'm drifting in and out of sleep, false awakenings, wake, and hallucinations. Here's a bunch of fragments, I'm not sure which was which. I'm calling this "kiting" for lack of a known term. Some fragments were lucid, so I'm counting this as one lucid dream.

Watching two people play chess. The person playing white is making illegal moves but no one else notices and I don't say anything.

FA in my own bedroom. I hear music coming from my computer. It's not supposed to be on. I recognize the artist is Jimmy Eat World.

Riding in a car with my father driving. It's his old pickup truck. We are exiting a covered parking lot. Maybe a sports stadium. He's arguing something. I say this is a dream and I'm just going to fly away to avoid him. I try to jump through the roof of the car but fail.

I'm at a store paying for something. I pull out a black Visa card. Supposedly it's a "Visa HILL" card and it's very hard to get so I must be a VIP customer. The cashier is impressed.

My underwear is on backwards.

Sisyphus in Wonderland, Dream Guide?!
0930 A! This was an incredibly weird and memorable lucid dream. It's much more fantasy and strangeness then my average dreams.

FA. I'm in a bedroom. It's mostly dark. The room is arranged a bit like my real room. But there is a TV mounted on the far wall where there shouldn't be. I become lucid early on but my control is poor at the beginning. My father is in the room and we're arguing again. I'm so sick of this recurring theme with my father. I'm aware in the dream that I've already been through this on same night. I tune him out and think what I want to do now that I'm lucid and have some control.

I get outside somehow. It's night outside in a residential neighborhood. But the houses and trees are all cartoonish colors. The trees are purple and blue. The houses are crazy colors like yellow and red. It looks like something out of Dr. Seuss or Alice in Wonderland. But since it's dark, the bright colors aren't as noticeable and it seems somewhat realistic. The street is dimly lit with street lamps and moonlight. I walk in the middle of the street to the corner of the block, still upset and without a plan. At the corner, there is a building that looks like a drive-thru fast-food restaurant. On top of the building is a big neon sign styled in black and white with a font like Corner Bakery. The sign reads "difficulty, inc." which I think is kinda funny.

My father is following me and we start fighting with our bare hands. I try to fly away but he can fly too. My flying sucks today. I can hover fine but I can only thrust by pushing off things for short distances. We're still wrestling in the air and through the neighborhood. After a minute or two I am fed up and just try to fly away. The dream starts to feel unstable. I land next to a brick building with vines growing on the walls. I feel the vines and brick to get some sensory stability. But I still wake up.

I try to DEILD. I'm imagining the same scene, trying to re-enter. I'm about to give up, but I hear my father's voice describing the scene. He says things like "brick wall, restaurant down the street, grassy lawn" and this helps me get back into the scene. As soon as I'm back, I'm fighting with him again. But now I'm just walking away, trying to ignore him. When he gets close, I push him a way and continue walking. I don't want to waste any more of my lucid dream on him so I start spinning to teleport away. I try so hard that I wake up and turn my physical neck. At least I think I was awake. I'm in my bed and stop moving my head.

I try to DEILD again. Again, about 20 seconds pass and I'm about to give up. I'm about to switch to recalling earlier parts of the dream for my journal. But I suddenly feel like I'm going through a tunnel. I'm back in the dream. The edges of the tunnel turn into leaves and I find myself hiding in a bush peeking out through a hole in the leaves. It seems like time is going really fast around me for a few seconds. The tree leaves are rustling and street lamps are twinkling really fast like time-lapse photography. Things slow down to normal. I'm in the same dark cartoonish neighborhood but a different area. I'm in the middle of the quiet street. My father is gone and I'm in the deep in middle of the block where there are just houses, no restaurants or retail buildings.

Phew. Ok. Now, what to do? I start walking down the middle of the street, looking at the crazy colored trees and gingerbread houses. I see an old lady outside. I walk toward her but she enters her front door. I think of Mother Goose. I keep walking and start to see the end of the block in the distance. I see a paint store far off across the intersection that advertises two kinds of paint: "DRIED" and "WET". I think that's pretty funny and congratulate my subconscious for the joke.

Then a short goat-man jumps out at me from the shadow of the trees to my right. I'm startled but he quickly seems friendly. He's about 4 feet tall with goat legs and yellowish-brown fur. I guess he must be Pan from Greek mythology. He asks me what I'm doing. I remember my plan, I'm going to practice teleporting by spinning or opening doors. He says, "Cool! I'll try too!" And he starts spinning like a playful child. I start spinning as fast as I can. The world becomes a blur and unrecognizable. I slow down my I'm still in the same place in the same scene. Hmm, didn't work.

Another character approaches Pan and me. I don't get a good look at him, but I sense he is friendly and familiar. He says, "There's a portal in the boat" and points toward the nearest house. Later, recalling the dream, I think that maybe this character might have been my Dream Guide! I still don't recall what he looked like. Somehow though, I was left with three separate vague impressions: A man-size yellow dinosaur (think Barney), Homestar Runner, and Ronald McDonald. I lead the way as the three of us walk up to the house he pointed out. It's yellow with red trim. It looks like a life-size gingerbread house or a cartoonish McDonald's. The front door is only about 3 feet high and I get a strong Alice in Wonderland feeling.

I'm puzzled. This is a house, not a boat. There's a lunchbox next to the front door. I bend over to look at it. "Is this what I'm looking for?" No, I sense my DG gesturing into the house. I look in a window where I can see through to the backyard. I stoop down and we all walk through the small house to the backyard. In the middle of a small patch of grass, there's an inflatable kiddie pool with a plastic toy boat floating. Okay, this must be the boat but where's the portal and how I am supposed to get in such a small boat? DG says exactly what I'm thinking: "Shrink down to size." Okay, never done that before. I bend over to get a closer look at the boat and see a USB port on it with some text printed under it. I squint to read the words. My alarm goes off and wakes me up.

(Lucid)

I first find myself standing next to a railing, which was about waist height. I was either on a tall building or a bridge. I did not turn around so I'm sure which one it was. Away from the railing were protective fencing to keep people from falling to their deaths. I could see below that there was a large body of water. I would estimate that I was well over a thousand feet up above the water.

I was completely lucid and I knew I was dream...well I was pretty sure, so I said to myself "Ok, if I am dreaming then I can fly." But instead of jumping over the railing and falling to my death, I first tested to see if I could fly. So I began to hover about six feet above the platform. "Alright, I'm dreaming!". I then proceeded to fly off the bridge (I'll call it a bridge) toward the protective fencing. I could not fit through it, so I had to tear a hole with my bare hands big enough for me to slip through. I did this and continued on down toward the water.
As I got closer, I noticed a rather large cave opening, so I flew toward it.

I landed in the water at the opening and I started to enter the cave when a large ferocious sea creature popped up out of the water
and began to chase me. The cave opening had stalagmites, so to evade the creature I was flying in and out around them to keep get away. I flew deeper into the cave, but I had a hard time to fly fast. The creature was much faster then I could fly, and I knew he would catch me.

I knew I could not out run him into the cave, so I guess I jumped out of my body. My point of view I had stopped, but I saw myself in a third-person view fly deep into the cave and away from the creature. I must have been invisible now, because the sea creature went right by me and didn't see me.

Ok now I am back with my body and I am in the cave. It seems to be some kind of social club, as there are numerous people in there. I am sitting at the bar and I look around to soak in the view. Its dark, but not so dark that I couldn't see that it was a rather large cavernous area. The people were not ordinary, they looked a little different than human. I was still very lucid and I did not want to wake up yet, so I brought up my astral hands and viewed them to hold the dream (this always works great for me). They were a little thinner and longer than my real hands. I noticed that my hands had an upside down triangle symbol in red and blue going from my index finger to my ring finger to the center of my palm, and they were the same on both hands. A rather large thin man saw me looking at my hands and approached me to show me his hands and they had the same symbol. He said "I guess we're related".

Since I knew I was dreaming, I thought to myself, 'Now that I am dreaming what should I try to do?" I was reading a day earlier about how you can ask for lottery numbers and they will show you them. Out of everything you can do, I picked this. Hey who couldn't use some more money. So I approached the bar and satrted to watch the TV that was behind the bar. I asked for the lottery numbers. nothing changed, so then I demanded the lottery numbers. (The article said to demand the numbers). I wasn't mean about it, I just said in a calm manner that I wanted to see tomorrows lottery numbers now.

Instead of the lottery number appearing on the televison, I turned around and saw a spot light on a stage with someone pulling lottery numbers. The kind with the pop up balls. There were two machines side by side. He was pulling numbers so I had to get closer to see what the numbers were. I had a real hard time to see the numbers, and in the end I got close enough to see that one machine had the number "10" and "63", and the other had "9" and "63". This didn't make sense, so I figured out that it must be our daily numbers play 4 and play 3, so the number must be "1063" play4, and "963" Play3.

Ok, so now I am desperately trying to remember them, I try writing them on dream paper, and I keep confusing the numbers when I write them on paper. I read them back and they are different. So I say thats not right and I erase and finally correct it.

Now I know I must leave the dream in order to remember the numbers. I didn't want to leave, I wanted to stay ,but I knew I would forget them if I stayed. So I said to someone beside me that I had to go, but I would be back. Still in my dream I was thinking that I didn't have a pen and paper next to my bed when I wake up, so I had to get up and go to the kitchen to write it down. I then proceeded to concentrated on waking up. In a matter of seconds I was awake. I got up, put on my bathrobe and went to the kitchen and wrote it down.
I tried to get back to sleep and see if I could continue it, but I was trying to remember the dream so much that I couldn't get back to sleep.

Method: DILD
Recall: average
Lucid Ability:7
Vividness: good
Dream Length:long

I'm driving down this road, and things just feel off. Nothing is responding to what I'm doing in real time. I'm sort of realizing it's a dream because at this point i'm thinking, "maybe I went to sleep in a car, and the movements that are going on in waking life, are the ones that the car is doing". I pull up to a house, and go into a mailbox. There are two dogs in the yard. One is tied up to a dog house, and the other one is actually in the house. I when I went for the mailbox I was hoping his chain wasn't log enough. Surprisingly the dog didn't even bark at me. I pulled out some letters, and noticed there were some dollar bills in there. I grabbed most of them as well.

Some lady approaches and says "that money is from M". "She wants us to build a cabinet with it", the lady said. I put most of the money back in there, and asked her how much is it supposed to run you? "40 dollars, and all of it in that mailbox", she said glaring at me. I told her that there was only about seven bucks in there, and I'm sorry for grabbing the money. Then I told her she's missing a few dollars in there.

here's where I start figuring things out

Some random DC walks past me, and I have a white kid with me. The kid starts following the guy all the way to the door, and the man shuts the door, before the kid can enter. He turned around, and headed over to me and started pouting and eventually crying. I picked him up and told the lady "he's never done that". Then I suggested that everyone who's supposed to have access should get keys. She told me she already ordered colour coded keys for us, and she's just waiting on them to come in. I headed off hoping she wouldn't notice I snatched a few dollars. I picked up my son and hopped on the motorcycle......

Why am I driving a motorcycle? Why do I have a white kid as a son? Where the hell am I? Why did the kid pop out of nowhere? I gotta be dreaming. I didn't even RC, I just got on, and started driving down the road. The controls were so weird, and none of the buttons on the handle bars did anything. I continued down this dark road that reminded me of a back road near my house, and figured out that it would talk me back to my house. I slammed on the brakes while rotating the bike 180 degrees. I stopped perfectly in the middle of the road, and started going back the other way.

I noticed everything started getting brighter, more vivid like I was supposed to head in this direction anyway, but I had to dodge traffic the whole time. Apparently this street was either one way, or I was going so fast that It seemed like some of the trucks had stopped. I tried telling myself that when I pressed one of the buttons, weapons would fire, but it did nothing, so I continued dodging them until I got to the end of the street.

There were two corner stores by each other, and I was trying to figure out what I wanted to do. When I got closer I noticed there was a cop car at one of the stores so I decided to head there. I hopped off my bike and started cursing at the cop, and he said "I'm going to have to take you in". I put out both of my hands, and he grabbed my wrists, and I immediately broke out of the wrist locks at the same time, and palm struck him in the chest. The cop went reeling back several feet, and said "oh no, we got one of those guys". His partner approached me from the side and I immediately back fisted him the face, crushing his cool cop shades into pieces.

As the other one approached, I unleashed a combo of punches mimicking some of Genes crazier moves from Godhand. I started out with a right to left jab in his chest, and hit him with a couple of overhand rights and lefts, and finished the combo with a one inch punch. Then I headed right back to the other cop, and hit him with some of the most ridiculous moves. I yes man klabammed him twice, eye gouged him, and windmill punched him. I used another one inch punch was hoping he'd explode like in the fist of the north star, but the guy was just dazed and bleeding from both ears for a while. I went back to work on the other guy until the dream ended.

03.10.2010

Death, Harvest my soul, fast! (MILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Another not so awesome night. My mind is being flooded with my business stuff and I am only focused in waking stuff. I MILD one lucid and recalled two more dreams.

Third dream:

I told my self having only ONE pair of wings was not an option and I had to MILD the advanced task last night, not having a MILD was not an option. I woke up at 06:30 am and kept in a comfortable possition. I used the chest technique, affirmed I was going to turn lucid and visualize having my both pairs of wings.

I was in a big warehouse store. I had to buy some wood and glue to do something. The store was huge and it had everything I needed. I saw a fat pack of Scars of Mirrodin, so I was going to buy it as well. I walked to the register and requested the cashier a Pat Pack of Scars. The cashier, who was very rude told me, "We do not have that here." Suddenly, the store was a Blockbuster. I told her they did, but she replied they did not. I paid for my purchase and told her to hold them on.

I walked around the entire store looking for it and I could not find it. I recalled perfectly I saw it and I entered an odd room. I told to myself I had to be dreaming. This was odd and the store did not look nothing I knew. I looked at my left hand and it was OK, I looked at my right hand and it had six fingers.

I wanted to take off and fly to make my dream stable, as usual, however, I knew it was about time to wake up, so I wanted to do my task fast. I entered into a darker room. I knew the Death was going to be somewhere in there. I saw several huge racks and old boxes. Everything was super dusty. I saw four teenagers running around and one almost hitted me. I told him, "Do not dare to bother me! You will see moron!!!!"

I turned right and I saw more boxes. There was a dark figure with black robes and a scythe. The scythe was like evil, diabolic, made with bones. He was looking at me, but standing still. He was not threathening me. His body looked dry. I could see some bones and his face was a skull.







I started to walk and told the death telepathically to follow me. He did. The Death was under my command. I remembered those stupid teenagers and I was going to get them pwned by the Death. We started to walk to the room were such teenagers were bothering around. I suddenly had double conscious and I felt my cat walking around in my bed. The dream was not as stable. I did not want to risk so I asked the Death to kill me. I saw the Death approaching at me. He rose his scythe and slew me. It did not hurt but I saw my own body falling to the ground and my soul flying inside Death body's. I had time enough to realize I accomplished the advanced too and I woke up.

Missed dream signs:
- None.

Spotted dream signs:
- The odd store.

Reality Check performed:
- Hand check (failed. turned lucid)

Hello
Got 2 Lucids in a row I'm really amazed! My last lucid was in august, but I did it again! I wanted to thank Serenity for her Intro-class which made me progress over the last weeeks

1. I'm standing in a room. Girl N. was in front of me and started kissing me. (It's a recurring dream that I always have when I'm kind of confused through the day). I feel that her kisses are really odd, they didn't feel like real kisses. I remembered that she wouldn't kiss me so intensively in reality (kisses all over the face lol), that I hate her and I don't want any relationship with her. My thought was: "This is a dream! " I want to do something, but she doesn't stop kissing me. I than concentrate on the thought :"Just go and leave me!". Surprisingly, it works: she stops and goes a few steps away from me. That's the moment that I really realise that I'm dreaming. Everything around me looks much more vivid and bright. I get really excited

I wake up. I was like: " O No! damn it!". I did a RC in hope that it was a false awakening. But it was not. I relaxed a bit and fall asleep immediately.

2. I'm in a lake. In front of me is DC. He/she is swimming. I'm lying on a air mattress. The DC starts a conversation:
- Hello! I just wanted to say to you that it isn't safe to lay on such a mattress on a lake.... You might just fall off and drown....
Exactly in this moment, I fall off and disappear under the surface. My perspective change in third person and I see how the mattress finally flies away.
I'm suddenly at my university, someone is holding class. I just think: "That's odd.. how I did I get here?" I pinch my nose. I can still breath. OMG I'm dreaming . The surroundings get really blurry and I feel that the dreams fades away. I think " O NOoOoO". I remember to rub my hands to stabilize the dream, but it doesn't works and I awake

That's it! I hope that I soon will have another lucid!

Lucidity scale: 3/5

October 2, 2010

Asleep somewhere between 3:30-4:00am

Waterpark
I vaguely recall visiting this waterpark by myself, earlier in the dream, but the solid recollection starts with mum and I visiting together. Earlier, I remember being able to just walk into the change rooms, but it was busy today. We lined up, and it was mum's turn to go in.... the one that was free had a large gap between the end of the door and the wall. Mum was uncomfortable with this, but I told her to hurry up, there's a line up. She slid the lock mechanism across to secure the door... it was surprisingly quite long.

Gloomy school
I saw Mike outside, and he wanted to hang out. I told him I have class right now. He mentioned he does too, but he's out at 4:30. I'm out at 5:00 if he doesn't mind waiting. We agree to meet after school. I decided to take a short cut entrance to get to my classes, since I was late.

The school was very dark and gloomy. It was gothic in structure and colouring. To get to this door I wanted to use, I had to creep along the second floor edging of the building. I reached the door and noticed it was small-ish. Undeterred, I opened it to find another door. This went on for about 3 more doors. When it finally opened, it was no bigger than a mail slot. Only paper can fit through here, how am I supposed to!

I remember going back across the edging to use a proper door, but the dream faded at this point.

Field fragment
I'm running through a field and I notice many different colours of spiders sitting on the grass. I hope they don't jump on me as I continue running.

WBTB at 11:00am-ish. Natural wake up. Hadn't meant to do one, though, so, it was really just a washroom trip, but I thought about the previous dreams, and that I should've noticed the mail slot door and the changing room door as dream signs. Back to bed, I decided to use the first couple of WILDing steps to put me out. When I started feeling that heavy SP feeling, I rolled over and thought "This is a dream" as I passed out.

Cute pet! - Lucid - 3/5
I had this pet cat that kept bumping me on the nose to wake me up. But, instead of getting up, I cuddled with it and went back to sleep. I remember being in a group of people, and talking with mu, but this part is kind of fuzzy. But during this point I had gradually become lucid. I left the group with mu and I wanted to show him the gloomy school from a previous dream, cos I bet it'd be haunted. We flew to what looked like the scene from my previous dream, but the school was just a hill-mound.

"That doesn't look quite right," I told mu. "It should be here, it was dark."

I tried to see the building in my mind's eye, and the hill started to morph into the school. It still didn't really work, and I gave up. I decided to teleport to somewhere else by closing my eyes and snapping my fingers, but I don't recommend doing this without a destination in mind. The dream "ended."

False awakening. My nose got bumped by my non-existent cat, again. I remembered this happening before, and decided to RC (nose pinch) I could breathe! Remembering that getting out of bed tends to wake me up (remembered this conversation from chat last night), I decided to teleport out of my bed, instead ( I wasn't supposed to teleport, I was supposed to WILD!). I closed my eyes and snapped my fingers again (again, no destination). Oops... I could still feel myself floating, half in the dream, half awake. I tried to imagine myself floating outside my window, which kind of worked, but then Jack woke up, which caused me to wake up.

The Truck
I'm outside, talking with some DC friends, in a field. There's a bike path running through the field, and farther off in the distance are cars. But I still let Buttons, my dog, off her leash, because she was good at coming back when called (IRL, she never was, lol). Buttons was across the path, visiting with a group of people there, when this massive truck swerved onto the bike path, and barreled straight at me. It then changed direction, and was heading for my dog. Paralyzed, I couldn't move. But it swerved again, missing Buttons by inches and drove off. I picked up my dog and held her close as the dream ended.