lucid

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID


23:00 GMT – Sleep

No dreams recalled

1:30 GMT

Late to a movie and cloned cat
I’m with my cousin C. on her car on the way to the movies. It’s late evening and we’re already late. She is speeding and I don’t feel comfortable. I ask her to slow down. Then we really get too late and she ends up dropping me home, no movies.
When I arrive home my cat is now two cats, although the same one. He/they are on top of the table in the living room. Then I notice the window is open and run to shut it – the cat might fall 3 floors if he decides to go for a walk. Then the table is also wobbly and I fear it breaks, so I just grab the cat – only one, the other copy runs away.

2:30 GMT

Stone house
I am seeing this old stone house with Riverstone and Nighthawk. An old guy shows us the property. I don’t know what we’re doing there. The old man then leaves for a while and we start exploring every inch. Nighthawk opens a squeaky, mouldy wardrobe and finds a really old scrapbook. He invites me to sit down and look at it, as I always like this kind of stuff. So we sit down on a small dusty sofa and we start turning the pages. I really didn’t pay much attention to what is was inside. I was more focused on the body heat from the guy by my side, if you know what I mean. Then someone screams with a loud pitch voice through a small window just above our heads. I am cool, no reaction, but Nighthawk freaked out. He gets up abruptly and goes out grumpy. We approach him, making a bit fun of the situation but he is really not in a good mood. I really hate seeing him like that, looses all the charm, so I go out through an opposite door, leading to a terrace. I see the area around for the first time. It’s amazing. There’s a river way down there and a path at my right leading to other part of the village where we are. I then become lucid and instinctively fly down to this road to explore. I look to the sky and the landscape around and I am awed with the brightness and white light that permeates it. But then I look up again to the house, and there are the guys still on the other terrace looking now to me, maybe wondering how I got down there so fast. I realise they are not DC's but are actually sharing a dream with me so I decide not to go explore the dream but to go back and try to lucidify them both – would be awesome!
I fly back and enter the house through the door I came out from. They are inside now. I tell them to go sit that I have something to tell them. They look curious and excited. They go out to that second terrace where I haven’t yet been. They sit at a wooden bench on this terrace. The landscape here is also breathtaking. Everything looks so damn real. For a moment I am in doubt if I am still dreaming – what if this is actually real and I say it’s a dream and they will mock me forever? So I do a reality check, just to be sure. I look at my hands. They look normal, besides being a bit more red than normal. But something goes wrong! “Oh no! I am waking up!” So, I woke up and despite my efforts, I couldn’t come back...

Starting life over and love in the hay stack
For some reason I am Rory from the Gilmore Girls and I fell on water with some other person. It’s night on some port and the situation is dangerous, although I never feel I am in danger. My mom Lorelai is looking for me, screaming for help, but I’m just there and I can get out of water whenever I want. I just decide not to. I think how convenient that everybody thinks I’m dead. This way I can be free and start all over somewhere else.
So I leave myself be taken by the current to a place more down river. I get out and there’s a big storage house, with lots of big machines and I’m not Rory anymore, I’m myself. Then I see police coming. I think they are looking for me but no, there’s some other guy, a criminal, also coming to hide here. What are the chances? I try to hide but realize there’s no time and they will see me. So I decide to lead them to the guy, this way distracting their attention from me. I do so, the guy is arrested and they are so thankful, they don’t ask me any question. I lay down on some hay stack and rest for the night.
Later on, it’s morning and I wake up with the sound of voices. There’s a group of people talking by the door and I spot Nighthawk among these people. Coming from the other dream? He comes to me, holds me, seduces me and asks me if I want to be his girl. I’m delighted and I play along. We’re all mushy mushy, I am enjoying it a lot, but then the dream transforms.

High speed skating and a wild hog
I find myself inside a car, in the driver’s seat. The car is parked on a steep hill and the break fails, so it starts sliding backwards. Yaics, I have to stop it but can’t find the break! I almost hit this group of people walking their dogs, but move the wheel barely missing them, until I finally break. I get out of the car and I go half-lucid. I don’t know where I am and why I went there from this other so pleasant dream, so I decide to have some fun. I put some inline skates and slide down the rest of the hill at high speed. I am having so much fun, I scream of contentment. I pass through a group of youngsters who is sitting on the floor meditating. I feel a bit bad for disturbing them and almost killing them, actually. I remember the face of one black girl in great detail.
The hill ends at the gates of some park. I am trying to see what this park is when a girl with a wild hog on a leash passes by me. I am like “wow” and is everybody else around who is both afraid and fascinated with this scene. People gather around the girl and the wild hog at the gate and I can’t come in. Then a couple asks me if I know if the copy house in front is open or definitely closed. I have no clue but just by looking at it, it looks like it’s not open for a long time. I suggest they look somewhere else.

5:10 GMT

Fetish with traffic
There’s this two couples who like to make love in the traffic. So while one couple drives, the other is usually on the back seat doing it. But the police has already caught them a bunch of times so they came up with this truck with a cabin made of glass walls that you can see to outside but not to the inside and they have a bed there and all – really elaborate stuff just for this fetish thing they have. I am watching them having their way from inside this cabin they are driven along a highway and across a bridge. Weird stuff. I swear I have no fetish of this kind. It reminded me the movie Crash.

Romantic walk becomes crappy
I find Nighthawk again and we’re in the middle of some park. It’s already late evening. I invite him to walk with me, hand in hand and try to find a quiet comfy place to sit and nestle. The walk is being quite nice but then it starts to rain. I don’t care, it is not wetting me, it’s just dream rain. But he doesn’t believe that, he is getting soaked and gets really annoyed. Tells me he wants to leave. Oh boy. Ok, let’s go. We find his mom outside the park and they decide to go have dinner at a restaurant. The dream started to suck.

7:30 GMT – Wake up

Date: 1/09/10
Lucid
Non-Lucid
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Method: DILD
I woke up and I was in my bed, a dim light was on below me and it was night time. I thought that maybe I was in a dream, so I pinched my nose - I could still breathe. I got excited and jumped out of bed however I could not seem to leave my house. I tried flying but that didn't work. Instead I made a few portals all in a row on a blue mattress leaning against the wall. The portals were all geometric shapes (circle, square, star etc.) and I looked through some of them before deciding on going through the heart shaped one. The other portals disappeared and I grabbed the edges of the heart shaped portal and stretched it bigger then stepped through.

The portal took me outside and it was now day time. The sky was REALLY blue with just a few clouds. I was walking up the hill outside my house with my Dad. We continued walking through the Estate and finally we reached an empty lot which had been turned into a bush-like camping area. My sister, brother and Mum were already there and starting a barbecue.
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I was in my room - it was daytime. Instead of a wall though to close off my room there was an open divider leading into another room. It looked a lot like my old classrooms in primary school. Two classes of students (approximately grade 6) were sitting on the floor as Mrs. M and Mr C (my grade 6 teachers) taught the class. I sat next to my beanbag sort of bored...

I was doing WBTB for the first time in my life, and I first had some trouble falling asleep. I was focused though. After a while of lying in bed it seemed my thoughts had wandered off, so I thought again, "lucid dreaming, that was the point here". BAM! I was in my room, knowing I was dreaming I first got really excited, so in fear of waking up from this I held on to chairs, tables, etc. I went downstairs, rubbing my hands. I was constantly thinking of what to do with this lucidity. I noticed my vision was a bit foggy, and to clear it up I imagined it all came from me wearing glasses, which I suddenly did. I went outside and took the glasses off. I touched the ground for a little bit, just to stay lucid. Then I started thinking about what to do. Fly? I tried to levitate, but was too excited, and lost focus. Woke up instead.

Couldn't have been more than 3-5 minutes at most, but it was success at first try of WBTB, less than a week since I started writing down dreams and making an effort, so I'm more than happy!

Hello, I'm on sleeping pills. This should be interesting.

09/01/10



I'm in the midst of an ill-defined series of sex dreams. I remember switching genders at least once. Something clues me into the fact that I'm dreaming, but I'm feeling a little distracted at the moment.

The dream is morphing. I feel disconnected, and there's a whole bunch of white space. A DC turns into something two-dimensional. A person-sized poster? A mirror? The image in the glass-slash-paper is still the same man. He doesn't seem concerned.

I'm sleepy.

Mirrors. Nomad. I wander outside, unconcerned with how I get there. There's a lonely cluster of pine trees, surrounded by a mish-mash of buildings associated with my childhood. The dirt has been tilled recently; there's not even a bit of debris left on the ground.

"You're in a forest, surrounded by black-barked trees." I recall, "There's a path. Something left." I pause, trying to remember. "Late summer."

I give up at this point. I was hoping to call up the requisite imagery just by reciting the words, but it looks like that plan's out.

I walk up the dirt path. There's an idea in my mind, that I need to shed my clothing to complete a ritual. The mirror is in the trees. I throw a light-coloured button-up shirt to the side and brush my hands over a tank top. I'm hoping that my shapeshifting won't go out of control, because I'm pretty sure I'm stuck halfway between forms. I'm not in the mindset of my character. Everything is out of focus.

Another distraction. I'm running down an alley, towards someone. Jumping a white fence. Trying to find trees at the center of a labyrinth.

Scare Factor: 1/10
Rating: 3/10

Attempt at WakingNomad's Serial Dream RPG.

Sorry that I haven't been reading anyone's dream journals, by the way. I don't have the energy right now, so I'll get at them when I can.

Cheers.

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 so tired last night after dance and stuff, which probably accounts for the lack of detailed dream recall.

I was standing in the middle of a square room with white walls. It was pretty empty, but there was something like a television on one wall. I became lucid and tried to ground myself in the dream, but I already felt the lucidity waning. "Stay lucid," I said to myself, but it faded.

I again realized I was dreaming after a few moments of walking around the room, but again lost it, even when stopping and really stabilizing and trying to think as much as I could.

Gone Fishin

I started out driving the farm truck with my dad. We were driving around then for some reason the lane I turned into had oncoming traffic! I should have realised this as a dream sign because the way the road was it was my side of the road. I had to drive onto the curb and down a ramp. Now I was on a lower side to the main highway we were supposed to be on. We tried finding a way back up to the main road but all the exits were blocked by trucks or the ramp going up to the road had turned into rubble. I left dad standing their and walked around the side to a building. There were some people that seemed familiar. They were in a covered shed that their boat came into the side of but it was really flash and was their house as well. They wanted me to pick a random co-ordinate between 1,179 or something. I think I chose 139,160 or something like that. Damn its hard to remember numbers! They seemed pretty happy. Dad came back and I could see out of the opening of the shed they had put bait up in a trail all the way from their boat to way out around the docks. It looked like they had a net or heaps of small lines of hooks along the trail. They werent getting any fish and thats why they wanted my co-ordinates. Then we all sat down as it got a bit later in the afternoon and now these people had changed to family friends that I knew. I did an RC and realised I was dreaming. I did it pretty casualy and the family friend asked me if I was into dreaming and that sorta stuff. I looked at him pretty funny anf then he said I jkust saw you do that RC, are you into LDing? I was like hahaha yea. Then told the group, mum was here now and she asked if I could make her lucid. I went over and told her to make an extra finger pop out of her hand. I willed the finger to pop out and she got really excited. Thats when the dream started to fade.


Drizzt's Reflection

I kept dead still from my last dream and slipped right back into the one I was just in. I saw the friends kids we were with then knew I was far enough in to do an RC. I already knew I was dreaming but this stabilized it and I turned to enter a room by myself. There was a huge mirror on the other side of the room. I could see myself in it and said out loud "I am Drizzt!" and imagined black skin. Instantly I went into a kind of crouched form. I could see in the reflection I had black skin and a black set of hard leather armor.

I looked really tough and felt the hard armor over my chest. I went up closer to the mirror and when I got closer I saw that it looked like I had pretty average face paint on. That was kinda gay but the armor was really amazing. I pulled out my two magical scimitars.

The magic on them looked just like this but the blades looks like plastic blades that had been painted and the paint starting to peel off. I jumped off out the large window into a small corn field patch. The corn was different heights and never taller than your head. I tried running really fast through the corn and then over to my left towards a small hill. At the base of the hill was a creek that was set down about a meter from the ground. I jumped high and cleared it. Then all of a sudden a huge dog like creature came sprinting down the hill towards me. I pulled my scimitars which were now made of steel and looked a lot more deadly. With two small strikes I cut it in the face and throat and it stumbled to the ground. I jumped back across the creek and went down the drop a little bit. I was tryuing to jump back up and heard another dog coming. I jumped up and readied myself as the dog charged me down. I sidestepped at the last possible moment and cut down sideways, slicing the front of its face off. Then a third came running, I easily dispatched it and made my way back into the corn were I woke up.

So I done another WBTB last night. I don't really do that many so I should really do a bit more! The ones I've done have always resulted in LDs, even though It's a bit clouded. I was attempting to WILD but I fell asleep, next time I'll stay up a little longer.

This was a dream fragment. It's waaaaay too late to recall it all but I do remember a bit of it, so I'll record it anyways

Lucid

I'm in my room. I know it's a dream, but things are cloudy and my thoughts are scattered. I'm acting on instinct and feelings instead of thinking things through. I head over to my window and jump through it, landing in my front garden instead of the back. I look around, as usual it's night time in the dream. As I lift my body from the ground, I wonder why people find doing things in dreams is so difficult. I shoot fire from my hands and fly to a roof. I want to conjure up Asher.

I hold my hands out in front of me, slightly upwards. I look away and think of him, then look back. My hands are resting gently on a boys face, but it's the wrong person. I ignore him and try again. The same boy comes up, which frustrates me. I jump from the roof, and fly towards the stars.

I didn't wake up at that point, I see a brief image of running from something but I must have lost lucidity.

Something I find wierd is that I can do mostly what I want in my dreams, it's just that things aren't clear, and I don't feel like myself. So I'm focusing on making my dreams more vivid so I'm more lucid than I am currently becoming. I'm going to WBTB/try to WILD more often too .

At first I was dreaming of Wishbone and his owner and their friends-(Joe, Sam and Daniel-in this dream were in college). They were in the Dean's office (?) and convinced him to give them some bagels (or donughts?) and than late Wanda appered for no reason and the next thing I know I was at a mechian garage.
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Next there were 4 girls. I saw through the eyes of the foruth girl-(who was the odd one out). The other 3 were rich kids. Two of the three rich kids lived in fancy smancy aparments. The third girl her dad was a mechian, but her family lived in a maision. Something werid was going on in the third girl's house. Her toys seem to be hyoptiatic toys and leds any of her guests to werid parts of the house. But the moring after the toys do that -we are back in bed. There was a letter that said to beware of a blue-eyed and blond hair person.

August 30, 2010 - Lucid - 3/5

I actually don't remember too much about this part.... other than I was in a group with 5 other people. This one bleach blond dude was threatening to kill us. But someone suggests, "Why don't we just kill you, by crushing you?"

We all gather round him and back him into a corner. The idea was to use body weight, but he kept getting smaller. And we were having troubles getting us all in there. Eventually, people backed off. I said something like, "Guys, you don't exactly crush kidnappers to death by giving them room..."

There's a guy in the corner that looks like Darren, but I don't "see" him as Darren in the dream, he points out, "Look at how small your kidnapper is now?"

I look down. He's about 2 feet tall and still going. I'm not worried about him anymore. I look back over at "not-Darren" And said something about, "Well, at least this has nothing to do with lucidity... or wait.... it does..." Darren smiles and everyone vanishes. "Darren?!" I turned around. No one. "Darren, can I see you?" Nothing. Ughhh. There was a door in the corner of the room. Lets go see what's inside it. Maybe it'll take me to Darren.

I opened the door and it was a closet... with shelves full of grungy urinals and assorted white small appliances. "Ugh!" I exclaimed. I shut the door again, and opened it. Now it was just white appliances with this interesting looking one in the middle... what is tha - Door shut again. I opened it again with an, "Oh," as the appliances had all changed again.

"Okay enough with this, it's wasting the dream," I thought. "What was my goal?" Problems with memory. I racked my mind. "I need to get Danny's help in meeting my brother. Well, we already know I'm having troubles summoning people... maybe I'll have better luck on the moon." Why the moon?! I dunno. I thought about the prayer room at the Silver Millennium castle. That room holds a lot of power, perhaps it will grant me what I need. I noticed a small version of the pillar of the prayer room, now in this room. "Please grant me the power to make it to the moon," I asked it. It vanished.

I looked over at this window. It wasn't large and a bit high up the wall. I pulled myself to thought, "This will be easy," and pushed my head through the glass. The rest of me followed suit very quickly, and I pushed off the side of the building to fly! I angled myself a bit, trying to find the right positioning to make this a fast flight.

I was entering the clouds when I hear a, "Hey!!" call from behind me. I look around and I see this black tiled roof. "Why is there a row of townhouses in the middle of the ocean?" I thought. No matter. I pulled myself onto the ledge and turned around. The distraction caught up to me and it was Julia! (Julia is my best friend who also wants to dream share with me. She lives 7 hours ahead of me in time zones, so I'm really looking forward to if this will work... it may well prove that dream plane time and physical time slept need not apply... as she and I will rarely be asleep at the same time)

"Julia! It's a good thing you caught up to me here! Once we were past this cloud covering (I played with the clouds that we were standing in, on this rooftop) we'd be in space!" I told her.

"Or would we?" She asked.

"What do you mean?" I asked her.

"Well, you can tell how far up you are by a simple test," she says. She took off her backpack and tossed it in the air. It floated back down to her. She then hovered off the roof and threw her backpack into the ocean, below. It took a moment but the water came funneling back up and splashed her.

"I hope you didn't need anything in there," I said, laughing at her.

"Meh," she shrugged.

"Let's move on," I said. But as soon as I jumped back into the air, the dream faded away. I laid perfectly still on my bed, trying to daydream and reenter the scene, but it was gone

August 29, 2010

I was having an AMC dream. JR discovered Annie was sleeping with some politician dude. They were getting it on in a car. JR discovered them and had got upset, but this part of the dream faded.

False awakening. I "woke up" in bed. I spent a moment lying there and recalling the dream. I was also quite surprised I had fallen asleep again. I didn't even feel it coming.

Edited for TMI content...

I wondered about the possibility of this being a false awakening. I then noticed that, consciously, I did feel different. Fairly positive now that I'm dreaming, I thought to myself, "Only one way to check, and that's to get out of bed!"

As I slowly rolled over and got out of bed, I marveled about the fact that this really did feel like I was moving my real body. I began to question whether I was truly dreaming or not. I rather felt that getting out of bed would feel floaty, especially since in lucids, I don't normally feel gravity and weighty. This felt exactly like real life. Future note, WILDs may feel exactly like this. Especially when I think I'm awake...

Anyways, I was thinking a lot about this whole "Am I moving a dream body or my real body?" thing, and I heard a voice in the back of my mind, "Don't over think it, or you WILL wake up too much and move your real body." This voice sounded female, to my surprise (I usually expect Danny to tell me these things). It was probably myself; but in the past, Janine (my first DG, before Danny) often sounded like me... I wonder if this was her, again?

I didn't spend too much time looking around the room. But I did notice that the bedroom door, positioning of the bed and my endtable were all as they should be. This made me question, again, whether I was lucid or awake. I looked at the clock on my endtable. The numbers should have been a dead give-away. I could barely read the clock... it looked tired-eye bleary and I couldn't really make out any numbers. I concentrated harder. Does that say 4:41 or 4:48? I rubbed my eyes and looked again. It says 4:48. "I don't have to get up until 5:30," I reminded myself. "This is perfect, I can sleep longer!"

Completely forgetting about the false awakening, I crawl back in bed beside Jack. I noticed he was awake and reading something on his phone. We had a short discussion about him not staying up this late and my alarm rang.

Alright, so even if I hadn't gotten distracted, it's not like I could've done much with the lucidity, anyways. My guess is, this all happened just before 5:30, waking time. Maybe about 5:25, but this whole scene felt a bit shorter than 5 minutes. Still, this is a great note for future WILDs... I guess this is considered an INRALD (I'm Not Really Awake Lucid Dream)... I thought I was pretty good at determining lucidity by how it feels alone... and normal DILDs, I think that still holds true. But this whole new foray into INRALDing and WILDing... when I honestly think I'm awake, it really, really does feel like I'm awake! Further proof that I REALLY need to RC upon waking up...

Had another lucid-for-a-few-moments-but-lost-it episode.

It started with a longer sequence for which I only remember some. I was with a few people whom I suspect were my parents (at least one of them was my dad) and we were in a car going to what was some kind of mall/fast food restaurant combination--it had a drive through window. We ordered and picked up...something, but we forgot to order something we needed so I got out to go into the store and get it while they circled back around to pick me up. When I came out, as I got into the car my dad asked, "Do you know what 'los loco lobos' means?" to which I replied, "The crazy dog."

Cut to me sitting in a theater watching some romance movie. It featured an Asian couple from New York City. The only part of the movie I can remember was a segment where the girl went into this long-winded monologue about how her boyfriend was so awesome because he had all these manly, rugged qualities because he was such a "Minnesota man", which I recall thinking was outrageously stupid because they were both from New York City.

Cut once more to me in bed; I would wake up, my wife would tell me something, and then I'd go back to sleep. This would happen over and over. At some point she woke me up and started reciting sappy lines from the romantic movie from before, and when she did so I thought, "Oh god, I'm in a nightmare now!" semi-jokingly, then did a nose pinch reality check which failed. Had a quick "Yeah!" moment, then got up quickly (thus far I'd been thinking my last lucid slipped away because I stayed laying down) to get to work. My wife was now babbling incoherently, trying to get my attention so I waved her away since I was planning to clear out my apartment as a start to environmental control practice. I started to head to the front door of my apartment to turn on the light (since it was still dark in the room), but the dream dissolved to awakening. Reality check passed; lost it again quickly unfortunately.

It's nice that I'm still getting lucids and that they seem to be occurring with a little more frequency, but I need to find some way to stabilize them.

Hmm...a few FA's recently and now this. Momentum?

The Alcohol Lucid (dild)

Broz and I are in the kitchen and we have a drink. I begin feeling a little woozy and go up to my room. I fall asleep with the intention of having a lucid dream. I wake up in the middle of the night feeling even more woozy. I have a really difficult time walking, I feel real heavy. I look at the 20 or so fingers on my hand and begin to suspect I am dreaming. My vision is a little blurry.

World of Warcraft is on my computer. The buildings build themselves and dissemble themselves repeatedly. Fred Flintstone is also on the monitor. Yup, I am definitely dreaming. My hands again have too many fingers.

I drag my feet through the darkness and to the window. The screen is torn open and a great storm is brewing. I think about climbing onto the roof. The shred of lucidity I have waivers as I decide I better not climb onto the roof in case I am not dreaming. They'd call the police if a drunk guy is on the roof.

I still have a hard time walking, thinking, and seeing because my vision is lost multiple times. I am not lucid enough to use my normal techniques for re-entering the dreams. I try to pry my hands open to regain vision but it doesn't work. Lucidity is still weak because I think I might be blind. When I do get my eyes open, I wake up. I blame the poor quality on the strong effects of dream alcohol. And I am a little rusty.

notes - non-lucid - lucid

01-09-10 I am making pancakes, I forget to add flour and the result is obviously not great. I tell my mum that I forgot flour, she still thinks it will fail (thanks mum >.<). I didn't care I knew I could do it.
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This might be a continuation or a separate dream
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I have spent the night at my parents. The key to my flat is being taken to the owner of the building, which means I have to stay in Hornslet, this annoys me so I decide to eat some cereal on my parents expense. I tell my mum that I am disappointed, not in exact words but by repeating what she said in a depressed tone of voice. She says all I have to do is go to the shop and meet Lars who will have the key, I repeat this mentally to myself and then Lars appears, no one is saying anything to him and he is wearing a stupid hat plus not all of his hair is grey, I find this odd, but not enough to induce. He drops the keys on the table and write something on a piece of paper, I check out the piece and it is a “to/from” card normally associated with Christmas. This is weird, I grab the note and start writing my own stuff. The funny thing is that Lars and his wife have just repeatedly written “to” and “from” throughout the months (note: it was written in Danish, one of the rare times I dream in my native language). I realise it is a weird game he is playing with his wife, I don't want to interfere, so I erase what I have written on it and put the paper back on the wall. Mental note I had written Caroline in one of the boxes.
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(WILD) I wake up, I am lying on my back, I am positively sure I just fell asleep on my stomach. Damn what if I am waking myself up here. I quickly open my eyes, I am lying on my sofa. Come again!? The sensation of SP is gone, I know I am lying on my stomach in my bed, sod it I'll risk it I open my eyes and check my fingers, Ooooohh seven fingers on one hand, surely that is a record. Hang on the scenery is amazingly vivid, this actually looks like my flat as it does in real life. Telekinesis is off, are you sure that you are dreaming? Check the hand again you fool! Ah, two of my fingers are merging, good still dreaming. Vester you are an idiot, would you just accept the god damn fact that you are dreaming, trust your powers and fly out the window already!?

I fly out the window, the buildings in the streets have changed instead of being constructed of red bricks they now have grey grained surfaces. Interesting I think, they look amazingly real. I decide to fly right this time, then up I look at a parking lot with a lot of cars making sure I really use my senses in order to stabilise the dream as much as possible. I turn around and start flying left, I need to find something I can do, how about finding a small hotel, surely that has a lift in it. I take a left and see a small bar, it looks like it could have been a hotel at some point so I decided that it will be my target. I land in front of it and as I see a man sitting outside drinking a beer I decided to take a quick detour and ask him my dream name. I ask, after a bit of a break he replies “I really don't know”. Gah never mind I have other things to play around with, I walk through the bar expecting to find a lift. I get a bit of a brain freeze from thinking about if the dream will recognise if I use the word lift or elevator and what meaning it will have on the task, but decided that it is irrelevant. I walk through the corridors and in the end come to an old looking metal door, here we go! I walk in in a strange shaped room, the floor is covered in a carpet typical of lifts/elevators. There is no controls, but a manage to summon 1 button on the wall. “One is good enough I only have one destination anyways, atomic world it is!” I press the button.

The lift start moving, really slowly, come on Vester can't you make this thing move quicker!? nope, no go, damn I really need to practice dream control, especially the whole manipulation of my surroundings part. As I think about how I want to spot the holes in atoms so I can surf the particles in wave form I notice that the walls of the lift are starting to close in on me. I think to myself “great you moron so, the way you decide to go to the atomic world is by having a freaking lift squeeze you to the size of one!?” I stand there for some time, but I then see that the patterns of the walls become blurry, the dream is destabilising, I touch them, make sure I really focus on them, rub my hands, however nothing works and I wake up.

Note: The final presentation is done and over, so the only thing to do for now was to try to get my dream control and recall back So with every intention of recalling dreams tonight, no special plans except to relax a bit after working so hard, and an attempt to WILD, I fell asleep with my light / sound machine on. Unfortunately I was unable to get into my WILD…

I was on a beach, it was nearly sunset, and the only sounds I could hear were the sounds of the waves hitting the shore, the cries of seagulls in the distance, and the sound of a gentle wind blowing in off of the ocean. The scene was very relaxing, which felt good. Even though I didn't realize I was dreaming, I still felt a need for relaxation and rest, so I sat down on the warm sand and stared out over the waves and into the colorful sky with the reds and oranges of the sunset, it was beautiful. I'm not sure how long I sat there and relaxed before I sensed that I was not alone there, there was someone else on the beach with me. I knew I wouldn't necessarily have the beach to myself for long, but I did want to see who I was sharing it with, if it was someone hot… someone creepy… someone with a dog… a psychotic looking clown… yes, that thought did enter my mind… What I did see when I turned around was an older man, he didn't look threatening or psychotic, he was by himself, he looked like an American Indian, and he was gazing off into the sunset just as I was. So I turned my attention from the man and back to the waves, birds, and the sunset.

I now sensed that the Indian man was right behind me, I could feel his gaze as he was looking right at me, and this caused me to turn around again. He was, indeed, staring at me now, and he had a disapproving look on his face. My first thought was that I was trespassing on a private beach, that would definitely explain why there weren't any other people there. He probably wanted me to leave. I felt a mixture of foolishness for wandering onto private property and annoyance at having to leave since I clearly wasn't hurting anything, but I got up, brushed sand off my pants, apologized to the man for trespassing on his beach, and started to walk away. He stopped me with a hand on my shoulder, he said he did not own the beach, no one owned the beach. Whew, that was good, so there was really nothing wrong with me being there. The man pointed out to the sea, asking if I saw something wrong. I said no, since I had been staring and not seeing anything wrong. He told me to look again, more closely. I did. The sun was hanging over the ocean, the sky was bright reds and oranges, fading to deep purple and blue overhead, and the waves flowed steadily out to sea… huh? The waves were weird… wrong somehow… I looked closer, and the water seemed to be emerging from the sand itself and flowing out to sea… that wasn't normal, so I did a RC and found I was dreaming…

I looked back at the man now, he said it was about time I became lucid, I found the way he said it to be a bit annoying, but he had made me lucid so I brushed it off. I asked him who he was, he said I should already know that now that I was lucid, unless of course I was completely blind, he said I should look at him and actually see who he was. I was getting a bit more impatient with his attitude, but I still didn't respond to that, resisting an impulse to call him an ass… there couldn't be any benefit to that. I looked at the man, focusing on seeing his energy this time, and I finally decided I was looking at don Juan, but there was something about his energy that was a bit off… right as I thought his energy was off, the frequency conformed to what I thought it should be, he said now I could see him. He pointed back out at the ocean and asked what I saw there… I saw dolphins swimming out in the ocean, so I watched them for a bit and told don Juan about the dolphins I saw even thought I thought he should be able to see them for himself.

I was watching the dolphins still when don Juan slipped a cold glass into my hand, I looked at it and it was full of a drink of some kind, he said to drink it… I sniffed the stuff, wondering what it could be, maybe I'd get my penticon implant to do a spectral analysis on the stuff before drinking it, that way I could be sure it wasn't dangerous… then that felt a bit dumb, I was in a dream, I could eat a cyanide and arsenic sandwich with cobra venom on it and a glass of bleach to wash it down, and it wouldn't be dangerous. It would be disgusting, but not dangerous… besides, I didn't remember any time where don Juan had seemed hostile, so I took a sip of the drink. It was actually pretty good, sweet and fruity, so I drank a bit more and looked back out over the ocean to see if the dolphins were still there.

The red sun was just about gone beneath the surface of the waves, and the full moon was rising a bit to the right of the sun… wtf? How could the moon be rising from the same direction the sun was setting? I rubbed my eyes, looked again, and the sun was rising now, and the moon was setting. Um… ok… well, it was a dream after all… so anything is possible in a dream, the laws of physics are not applicable here. I was absent mindedly drinking the juice when I noticed I felt strange, a bit light headed… wait a minute… the world was spinning, I was losing the dream! Damn! I focused on the moon and willed the dream to stabilize, I wasn't ready to wake up… The sun turned into a giant pacman with fangs and tore a large mouthful out of the moon, red color that looked like blood came out of the torn moon and added even brighter reds to the sky, and it caused the ocean itself to look like it was on fire. The sun ate the rest of the moon in one bite, then hundreds of stars fell from the sky and ate the sun until there was nothing left but a dark night sky filled with stars, although some of those stars were notably fatter than the others. I was just staring at that in silence until I finally muttered a, "What the FUCK was that all about?"

I took another drink and stared at the night sky for a bit longer, waiting for anything else odd to happen, and I felt something bite my lip. I looked in the glass and saw there was not much of the drink left, and there were weird worm things with lots of teeth squirming on the bottom of the glass, looking up at me and snarling, jumping to get to me to bite, one of them was hanging off of my face. I removed the worm, put it back in the glass, and felt like vomiting at the idea I might have actually swallowed one of those things… as I said, things like that won't hurt me in a dream, but it can still be extremely disgusting. I felt light headed and nauseated, what the fuck? I had been poisoned after all, though this guy hadn't seemed hostile in any way, I had been poisoned, I looked over where I knew don Juan was and I saw a clown… a weird clown with so many razor sharp fangs, blood dripping from his fangs… what the FUCK? I thought I was on a beach with don Juan, not Pennywise the Clown from Stephen King's It! The clown was grinning at me in a very evil manner, which was weird since the energy I sensed from the clown was still not hostile, maybe a bit amused, but not hostile. My penticon implant spoke to me, saying the foreign substance had been identified and was being neutralized… I closed my eyes and waited until the computer said the neutralization was complete… then I opened my eyes and looked around.

It was dark out now, there were stars in the sky, no sign of the moon, there was a faint red glow on the horizon, dolphins were playing in the ocean as the waves rolled in from the ocean instead of out to the ocean… and don Juan was standing beside me, not Pennywise the Clown, although he did look amused. I realized I was still holding the glass that had the juice in it, but when I looked it was just a bit of juice left, no worms or anything inside it. Hmmm… it seemed I was the butt of some kind of joke here… I took a deep breath and looked over at don Juan, I asked him what the point of that had been, because if it was a poison, he should know I can't be poisoned in the dream state… He looked into my eyes and got a strange look on his face. I had no doubt in my mind that the drink had been poisoned… my penticon said the drink would be safe now, since the substance to neutralize the poison was already in my system. Don Juan was still staring… I commented it's rude to stare… I then commented that the fruit drink was good, asked if he had any more of it… he said sure, and filled my glass from a flask, so I drank down the poison then deliberately smirked… then accidently burped… a long, loud, and embarrassing one that smelled like fruit… I said, "Excuse me," out of habit.

Don Juan asked if I could sense all the different way things are… he said I should be doing it effortlessly now, but… he seemed a bit puzzled… He said I have already done it in dreams, I have seen many worlds at once in the dream state… he indicated the ocean, I saw don Juan standing in front of the ocean (a gunslinger at the edge of a desert) (an old hic at the edge of a swamp) (a fire elemental beside an ocean of lava) (and Indian shaman at a fire at the edge of a thick forest) (a desolate ocean bed with a vampire in front of it) (a massive storm that was blowing with intense force, no sign of don Juan or anyone else) (a battlefield with many dead and dying soldiers lying everywhere, one not far from me was screaming as a vulture was eating him while he still lived as a soldier beside me pointed and laughed) (a field of colorful flowers and a country man standing beside me) (a vast level area of land with an army of Goa'uld marching across it, Teal'c was beside me) There were so many different versions I wasn't able to focus enough to take action in any of them, it was quite disorienting…

Then I heard don Juan speaking to me, focused on that, and pulled myself back into one world, seeing one place, one time… The beach was completely dark now, illuminated only by the dim glow of the stars, my eyes adjusted to the darkness and I could see don Juan was still there, and he was speaking. He said I have the ability to see into many worlds at once when in the dream state, and with practice, to take a different action in each one of those worlds, so why hadn't I yet tried to exist in even two worlds simultaneously while awake? I said it was because I would never believe it or trust it to be real. He asked why not, I said I would have no way of being certain I was having an effect on another world or just pulling fictional shit out of my ass. He said I have to learn not to question what my own senses tell me, be they physical senses or other senses, it is completely normal for a nagual to see many planes and interact with them simultaneously… ok, there's your problem… I am not a nagual, if you want to talk to a nagual, maybe I could bring MoSh to this dream… He said he will find MoSh on his own when it is time, but now he was telling me to use the powers I have IWL… I said I have no powers IWL. He said I do have powers there, he said my friend thinks he is full of shit, so was I saying I agree with that, was I also saying he was full of shit? I wondered how he was so sure I have a friend who thinks he is full of shit… he said he wasn't blind, and that is fine if she wants to think that, she will find her own path. So, did my opinion match hers? That he was full of shit? I wasn't sure what to say, I didn't want to be rude and say yes, he's full of shit, but I know I have no powers IWL… so I said nothing.

After waiting for a short time, don Juan said again to use my powers IWL, I repeated I have no power IWL, to me we were both starting to sound like broken records, repeating over and over and over… I was getting impatient. I said of course I have no powers IWL, that's why they locked me into the trash hole of a dimension where I am now imprisoned. I'm not sure why I said someone sealed me in my home dimension… he said the prison couldn't be secure if I was there, on that beach, with him right now… I said apparently there is a breach that allows for dream travels… but on the physical plane, any powers I had have been sealed. He asked who had sealed my powers. I said I didn't know, maybe the Templars? He laughed, said not even close. He said the only one who had sealed my powers in my waking world was me, sealed it with doubt and disbelief, self doubt and refusal to believe in myself, because without those two things nothing will ever be possible. Or, of course, if I prefer to think he is full of shit, then go ask someone else and they will say the same things using different words. I really wasn't sure what to say right now, but I didn't have a chance to say anything before the dream faded and I woke.

Drizzt and Transformers

I was in a big room. It was a battle arena of some sort. I had a small transformer maby about 1 foot tall. There were a bunch of other transformers boosting around the area fighting. I saw a few other people telling them what to do (kinda like pokemon selecting attacks). One of the evil transformers managed to get some object which apparently when fused with the transformer would make him unstoppable. I was chasing the transformer with mine as is sped towards its master. I dont remember what happened next but I was in some small sort of cardboard box. It was like a cell. I though "fuck this!" and walked out. There were two guard guys who didnt seem to care that I just walked out of the cell. I was wondering where that evil guy was. He was only half my height. I was gona find him and smash him! I realised I was dreaming but didnt do any RC's or stabilize. I was looking all over for the kid when I found a big white horse outside. I jumped on and started riding with no saddle. It was great! I was going really fast through the country. There were pine forrests on either side of me. Thats when I remembered my task. I dismounted the horse and started running towards the forrest. I tried to pull scimitars out my my sides but there werent any. It felt like I was wearing a sweatshirt that was a few sizes too small. I said out loud "I am Drizzt Do'Urden" and looked at my hands as I imagined them becoming a dark grey/black but they didnt turn. Then the dream started destabilizing. I tried to hold on to it but it slipped and I woke up.