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OBE - Card Test Failed - Jan 28, 2005</span>

I\'ve always been interested in the phenomenon of remote viewing, OBE & of course Lucidity. The other night I had a dream that I was at a party with good friends of mine all who I knew from back in the days. Well as I start to notice; it\'s all guys no girls and I realize that all of my friends were now gay? So, being really tripped out about this I woke up really fast.

As I started to drift back to sleep I set intention to go lucid but enter the same dream. I thought if I could enter Lucidly I could do a trick and spin myself out of there and impress everyone. I entered the same house and the same people were there, I was lucid because the image came immediately. I told everyone to gather around that I was going to do a trick. I laid on the bed and started to lift up over the bed about 1ft and started spinning. As I started spinning their voices started fading and my vision turned dark. The point of this experiment was to Project back to my bedroom and view a psychic card I
placed high on a shelf so I could see what this was. This really was there in the physical world because I did set this test up in my room for the next time I went Lucid. I ended up in something that looked like my room but not exactly. I floated to the top of the shelf and tried to view the card. It didnt look like anything from my cabinet. As I looked around, it didnt look like my room either. I concentrated harder nd said Increase Lucidity now, Increase Clarity now! Went back to the top of the shelf again, not the ight place.

Additional Comments:

<span style="color:darkblue">Although a very successful Lucid, the physical test of trying to view realtime objects was a failure.

Stephen LaBerge at the lucidty Institue states: "A comparison of their reports with the actual contents of the target room revealed, in all but a few cases, absolutely no indication of any correspondence whatsoever. In other words, in the great majority of these cases, there was no evidence supporting accurate OBE perception, nor for the validity of the subjects\' convictions that they had actually left their bodies." [From: Stephen LaBerge, (1985). LUCID DREAMING. New York: Ballantine. ISBN 0-345-33355-1]

Friend from the Service - Lucid - Jan 25, 2005</span>

I was helping some friend that I knew from when I was in the service (even though I didnt recognize him, not sure who he was). Help? I was actually assiting him personally carry drugs (like I was drug smuggler); I remember being nervous transporting them to his house. Once I get to his house his wife, who was supposedly my friend got real friendly with me. I remember being close to her by the freezer, then all of the sudden she secretly pulled out one of her breast from her top. I started realizing this would never happen; at that moment I became lucid. I didnt know him or her and figured this would never happen. Since I was lucid, yes I took advantage and let her lead me into the bedroom and of course knowing I could I had sex with her.

It was great of course but eventually more people started entering the room and I remembered that I didnt want to be there anymore before things got to wierd. I mean I can leave it\'s my dream. So I told everyone I was going to the "blueroom" and I was going to spin myself into that new dream scene. Note: for me the "blueroom" is a place I try to project to so I can talk to deceased loved one. I started pinning but thier voices were not fading. I continued to spin until I drop to the floor and fell asleep. The roblem here was that I wasnt talking to myself and telling myself "I\'m spinning in a dream" usually
this will produce a new scene. Instead when I dropped to the floor and fell asleep in my dream. Of course not testing my reality when I woke up; I still saw these same people sitting around; it was like a woke up from a nights sleep. Well this was obviously a false awakening. I asked them what happen to the blueroom and they all said "there is no blueroom!" What a bummer I thought!

Additional Comments:
<span style="color:darkblue">Remember; always tell your self "your spinning in a dream" to expect the next scene. Don\'t let yourself fall asleep back in your dream it usually leads to a false awakening!

August 3, 2010

Bravo? - Lucid - 1/5
Walked around telling dream characters how lucid I am and I'm dreaming right now... Yep. I remember holding a "My Magic Diary" that I was chatting to Naiya about last night. It, apparently, was my proof of lucidity.



Woke up at 5am for my WILD. Failed, because I was so tired I passed out.

The half-way house (work dream)
I had to do a shift at an old site of mine (a halfway house).

I got on site and forgot to check in with the staff. I went into "my room" and started watching TV. A couple of the clients were in there with me.

I needed to change into pajamas for some reason. I took my pants off and realized the guys were still in the room. I didn't move further, they got bored of me and left.

I decided to do a patrol and I realized I haven't checked in yet! I looked at my watch. 9:37 at night. Here's where it's confusing. Earlier, I thought my shift was supposed to be 6p-6a, but at this point, I thought it was 10-6. So I wasn't actually late. Anyways, I went down to the staff room and the girl was on the phone. I apologized for forgetting to check in, I just wanted to jump right into my work. She mentioned she was worried I hadn't shown and she was just trying to find shift coverage, but it's all cool.

Back to bed...

Haunted or scientific?
I was in a room in an old house. It wasn't any house of ours and I knew that, but I was impressed that the layout of the furniture was the same as an old room of mine.

I thought the room was haunted. I had this stuffed animal in hand and there was this weird air current over the bed. It was hard finding the balance, but I got the stuffed animal to hover on its own in mid-air. I left the room to get mum and brought her back to show her.

We got back in the room, and the stuffed animal had fallen over. I was disappointed but I attempted to set the animal back up. My mum explained the air current was coming from somewhere and that it wasn't haunted.

Got woke up by Jack's alarm...

FF7 like adventure
There was a DC boyfriend (we'll call him Colton). This theme carried throughout the dream. Just lots of kissy-face and flirting when we were in scenes together. But I can't remember tons of specifics about them.

A group needed to go into the depths of the earth to defeat the last boss (think FF7 where you keep having to travel downwards into the earth to fight Sephiroth). This group included Colton, but not me for some reason.

There was this big hole with light shining up in the middle of a room. They jumped down the hole, and I got to work on some scrolls at a table in the room. I wrote an incantation on the paper. Then I placed my hands on it and imbued it with light energy. I made up about 10 of them when the party jumped back up the hole. I imagined that someone in the party could toss the scroll in the air and they would be showered with golden healing light as the scroll dissolved.

The party emerged from the hole, looking defeated. One of the girls was nearly in tears, because this boss was very difficult.

"Hey, we're gonna need some scrolls," Colton says.

"Got them all ready for you!" I grinned.

My first lucid dream since I've been studying them ...

I was on holiday with my dad and we were looking around shops which were shut (it must have been Sunday). He had booked a trip on a speedboat but the place he booked it was also shut so he couldn't go.
I kept going over this wall which was to tall to climb back over so every time I would have to take this route down alleys and through gardens to get back to him. The last time I went round I was nearly there and noticed a figure sat in the corner.
I turned around to see an old woman who gave me some kind of warning or threat just before a dog ran out and grabbed hold of my arm!

With a jolt the scene changed. I was on a large plain with lots of trees. The trees were falling and being uprooted then floating together to form gigantic spiders maybe a hundred foot high which were walking across the plain. I felt in no threat and was amazed by the scene.

I woke up and found I couldn't move. Straight away I thought 'oh, this is sleep paralysis. I've read about this and don't have to worry'. Then I noticed in the room was a spider which was about the size of a dog. I was scared and started to panic but knew straight away that this was a false awakening so I started waking myself up.

I was beginning to wake when it hit me that I was lucid and this is what I had been trying for so I stopped and spun into a different scene.

I was in a town at night and no-one was about. I was flying close to the ground and there seemed to be no colour except I was leaving a trail of red and black which was pixelated like a video game. I stopped and stood in the city square doing reality checks with both my watch and my hands. My hands were fuzzy and hard to see but it looked like I had the correct amount of fingers so I looked away - I didn't want to think I wasn't dreaming.
I checked my watch and could not read it. I looked away and checked again and found it to be the same unreadable state and convinced myself it was a dream.

I looked around at tall buildings, trying to decide what to do next. I was thinking about making them fall down when I noticed three women. I walked up to them and talked to one I recognised and said we'd go back to her place.
To get to her flat we had to walk up lots of flights of black stairs and I made a joke to her about them. Going inside her flat I saw a human skull on a bookshelf and asked if it was real - she said no.

So, we started getting down to business (ahem) and I was thinking 'I better not get too excited because I might wake up' and I noticed strange letters on her body. Other things seemed odd and it wasn't going right. This is when I lost lucidity ... then we became part of a sort of reality show where people were commenting on our relationship and where we were going wrong. It changed to another time with me preparing her a meal and soon after I woke up.

My very first moments of lucidity in dreamland. Before I went to sleep I repeated to myself, "I'm dreaming." A couple of dreams later, one of my dream characters told me, "You're dreaming!" He said it twice and then I gasped and said, "I'm dreaming!" at which point I had a strange rushing feeling and everything went blank. I was waking up so quickly and I was so taken by surprise I didn't think to spin. When fully awake I almost didn't believe it had happened.

I started my dream log on the 25th of July, so it's been just over a week from my decision to lucid dream to my first successful experience. Considering that I've never had a lucid dream before, even by accident, I consider this enormously encouraging. Thanks, fellow dreamers, for your support.

Lucid: Hell yeah!
Dream Aids: None
Vividness: Above average, but could be better

Dreamsign
Lucidity

I was in a huge city that I now believe to be a representation of New York, and something about the context rang funny to me. I did a reality check and quickly became lucid. I wish I could remember more about what exactly made me lucid. I think it occurred after a WBTB so its very possible I was just far more aware than usual.

Upon discovering my lucidity I began to ground myself in the dream by taking in my surroundings and feeling whatever I could. I seem to have gotten the hang of calming down and remembering to stabilize in a lucid dream, though my stabilization technique still probably needs some work. I should try the shouting CLARITY trick sometime soon, as this one wasn't incredibly vivid.

There was unfortunately no time for any of that though, as all I was able to do in this lucid was walk down the street a bit stabilizing before a call on my cell phone woke me up. Unfortunate, but I'm still ecstatic at the fact I've had two lucid dreams in a week now. That's not happened to me before.

So my dream starts off with me walking onto an airplane. For no particular reason I count the fingers on my hand and realize that I'm dreaming. I just had this feeling to for some reason. As soon as I became lucid I remembered something I was thinking about before I fell asleep, which was to jump out a window in order to successfully fly the way I want to. I did not even double check the dream as I knew confidence is a major aspect of dream control.

Well when I jumped out I did manage to fly. I kind of realized that in order to fly I had to clear my mind and not overthink anything. That's what was preventing me from doing what I wanted to do before. I still had trouble keeping my mind clear and fully controlling how I was flying but I was managing. Unfortunately the dream memory is not vivid enough that I can remember exactly where I flew through and I barely recall the feeling.

I decided to land, I think it was in a field somewhere but I'm not 100% sure because part of me remembers there being other people there. I wanted to transform my body to see if I could. I looked down at myself and noticed that I could see my nose (like when you cross your eyes and look at your nose). I looked back up and imagined a different looking torso, but the dream began to get hazy. I rubbed my hands together and tried to focus on the texture but I was losing my dream. I was about to spin but it was too late, I woke up. ....which was probably just another false awakening again.

I took a CnG (http://lucidallnight.wordpress.com/2...oline-a-guide/) to jump start August and as usual, it worked well. Although my recall is still a little spotty, I remained pretty lucid and there were moments of hyper realism. So a pretty good one.

Snakes. Why'd it have to be snakes? (dild)

Don't remember the beginning too well. I remember my hands having more fingers than normal and I'm lucid.

It is dark and I am in the alley. I see the moon and I throw my hands out, palm down and try to lower it and raise a sun. The moon begins to fall but it turns into a fireball. Sort of a sun but it just returns to a normal moon when I stop focusing on it. I try to throw fireballs/energy balls but it doesn't work. The dream is quite stable so I try for at least 2 minutes. I try vocal commands and focuses on the feeling of my hands but nothing happens.

I fly around my neighborhood a little bit and it is sort of snowing a little. Nothing really catches my attention so I go into my neighbors house. There isn't even room to move. It is just sort of enclosed space. I lose vision but remain in the dream using tactile sensations.

I am back in the alley and again I lose vision. I drop to the floor and feel the gravel. I re-enter the dream.

I got into my neighbors house. NOT the normal neighbors' but a different house. I lose vision but I start destroying the place. Tossing chairs and tipping a dresser until the dream reforms and I am back in the alley.

I fly up and see basement swing doors in my neighbors yard.



I open them and climb down the ladder. It is sort of like a warehouse/old dusty tomb. There is dirt and some vines too. I see a snake coiled up and decide to go the other direction. More snakes. I sort of lose lucidity, just running through this place, stomping and killing any snakes in my way. I get bit at from the side by a snake and it feels just like a light bee sting. No big deal.

I stop running and stabilize. I kick up sort dirt and just watch it swirl around. I pick up a stick and hit this bucket on a rope and watch it swing around as gravity takes its toll and it slows. That was cool.

Then out of nowhere there is a naked women. No doubt inspired by a recent entry in Xel's journal. Things heat up and the dream is real vivid. It segues somehow into something else. I remember continuing through the warehouse place until I found Bruce Willis, who is mumbling about something that happens when we can no longer dream and we lose our hair. I ask “But what about death and God and all that?” and I wake up.

I think there was more but don't remember. Anyways, I got to go.

Frags:

1. My grandfather has a computer that is held together by duct tape at a party. Kyle Gass is on drums. I eat a red snow cone and it is really good.

Finally got lucid tonight! WBTB certainly is a miracle technique.

Last night I had a terrible time trying to sleep because I'm currently out of town staying in a hotel with my family. As such, I'm sharing a bed at the moment with my eleven-year-old brother, and he's quite...active when he sleeps. So I really didn't fall asleep very hard until he'd gotten out of bed.

Once I was asleep I know I was at a friend's house. He's the same friend from my first dream journal who sells weed, but this dream had nothing to do with that. I was staying at his house, which was unusual because I've never done that before, and I think he really needed me to leave (along with many other people who were also there) because either his parents were home and didn't want us there or they were going to be home very soon and wouldn't like that we were there. Either way, that's all I remember of that.

The only thing I remember of the dream after that is grabbing my ex-girlfriend by the sides of her face for some reason.

After that I was definitely walking through some very deep snow, and I was with a couple people, but they weren't anyone I know. I don't really know where we were going or what we were doing, but there were some very definite distances ingrained in my head for some reason (25 being one of them, but because I didn't think of any units I don't know if that was 25 feet, 25 meters, 25 miles...it was just 25). Whoever I was with wanted to return to wherever we'd come from, and I followed suit. That's probably about when my brother got out of bed and I was able to really fall asleep.

Before that though, my mother woke me up, so I was awake for a while. I was in sort of a vague sleep for a while, one where, if I tried to, I could easily shake myself awake, but I didn't want to because I was trying to visualize. I tried to visualize my dream guide from last night, the cat with the wizard's hat on, and it actually worked. I pictured myself in the same clearing with the same brick laid beneath me as when I met him last night, and he was suddenly there. We started walking through the forest that surrounded us and I think we were talking about a task he had for me to do. Eventually we came upon a house in which he said was someone whose dreams I had to infiltrate. Somehow this was supposed to increase my ability to control my own dreams, but I wasn't sure how. Either way, I trusted him, and I climbed the hill next to the house and dropped in through a hole in the roof. What I came upon inside wasn't another person, but actually myself. A direct copy of me. I think we talked a little, but I don't remember what was said, because soon after we broke into a fistfight. It wasn't a particularly drawn out fight, and eventually I pinned my other self on the ground and punched him in the face a few times. It was then that I understood: My dream guide was having me break into my own mind, break through my own mental blocks in order to achieve lucidity. So I gave my other self a headbutt and felt myself literally melt into him. Our dreams became one, and I fell deeper into the dream.

The next thing I remember is being with the character Banjo from the N64 game Banjo-Kazooie, if any of you are familiar with that. We were in somewhat of a secret corridor I guess, and we were trying to figure out how to get into the next room without alerting the guards. I immediately realized Banjo could shoot eggs from his mouth (even though Kazooie is the one who can in the games) and for some reason thought that if I squeezed one of Banjo's boobs (which he doesn't have, because he's a dude) it would shoot the eggs out. So we were trying to aim at the guards and were preparing to shoot when we both realized that Kazooie, Banjo's bird friend, was in the next room anyway and could probably take care of the guards herself. So I continued on, but Banjo didn't follow me.

I found myself at the top of a fairly long staircase. At the bottom was my girlfriend, and I ran down to see her. She was evidently upset because she was at an orientation of sorts for a biology class that she was going to take and she thought it was stupid I guess. We were in a dark room. I remember seeing another young lady whom I recognized from high school, but I don't remember who it was. I think her boyfriend was there too but I don't exactly remember...regardless, I eventually found myself sitting in a nice cushy chair when my old physics teacher came in, saying that he was the one that was giving the orientation because Mrs. Hoikka, the actual teacher of the class, wasn't able to make it, and since he also had experience teaching biology she had asked him to cover. I think I stood up at that point and that's about when I realized I had induced this dream myself. I had a brief conversation with him. I think he was talking about some of his gripes with the government for some reason, probably in relation to state benchmarks that he was required to teach that he didn't think were necessarily important. I achieved a growing level of lucidity as the conversation progressed, and eventually I started to feel the dream breakdown. I tried to think of how to stabilize it, remembering that spinning in circles was supposed to help keep things intact, but I remember thinking that that would probably seem weird to my teacher, so I didn't try it. Unfortunately I should have, because the dream broke down completely after that and I woke up.

Regardless, I finally attained lucidity, so I'm happy about that.

I awakened in a clockwork-type structure possibly on the top floor the room was filled
with golden gears and other clockwork devices. I had litttle time to observe my
surroundings as i heard someone emerge from a trap door in the ground. I hid behind
a main support beam which was a large stone pillar. The man had an appearance of a
19th century victorian engineer his shirt was very frilly and stained with oil
with the sleeves rolled up, his trousers were tan with suspenders attached extending
around the shirt. As he moved around the pillar i moved the opposite direction hoping
he might not catch me (I had the feeling i was trespassing). I ran to the trapdoor
although not without the engineer spotting me.I left the room in a hurry knowing
that the engineer would follow. The new room was a long narrow stairway which did reveal
many stairs. Being lucid from the start i realised i had no need for the stairs and i
jumped down gaining alot of speed in the process of falling. My feet then hit the ground
without any shoot of pain of any kind in my legs. I then looked for a door yet could not
find any although i seen what was a long wide tube which led into another room so i
decided to climb through. From the inside the tube seemed to be made of glass and as i
looked through i seen the under water sea and that the structure i was in was on the
sea bed. As much as i wanted to enjoy the view i remembered i was being persued so i
continued to climb through. I turned around to see that the tube i had climbed through
had a cap with a lock on it attached by hinges,i placed the cap around the tube and
locked it, it gave out an air tightening sound. Realising i had some time to kill i
observed this next room it looked like a storeroom. The ground was wet with water
leaking through the walls were covered with barnicles and other sea attachments. The
water leaking through started to increase it stared to flow in. With the water level
increasing (getting up to my knees) i started to climb the wall spiderman-like i kept
sliping because of the stupid barnicles and seaweed so i used my lucid abilities to
get rid i them, i swayed my hand across the wall and everything seemed to discintergrate
(without sacrificing the wall). I tried to stop the water flowing in but somehow couldn't
so i continued to climb up until i reached the roof the water by this time was crashing
in with all the force of the contained ocean. The grip i held upon the ceiling let go and
i fell when my back hit the water thats when The Kick happened and i awoke in my bed.

1. Alien Entities
2. Flying/Sex
3. Dream Lobby
4. DMT
5. Attack of the Downers
6. Super Sayan
7. Dream Love
8. Shoplifting
9. FUCK THE POLICE!
10. Alien Abduction
11. Dream Guides?
12. Beethoven

8/3/10

1- Flying Practice
I am lucid. The how and the why are right on the edge of my brain, but I can't remember them...

I decide that I want to practice flying with different styles. I've never used the mind control style before, so I telekinetically lift myself off the ground and use only my mind to control the flight. I am actually rather surprised that this works. Next I try peter pan style, which is loads of fun! So much fun, in fact, that I lose focus and forget I'm dreaming.

I find myself in a parallel universe that, on the surface, appears to be identical to our own. However, my family all have distinctive differences in their personality. There's a difference in mine, too. I am chaotic and crazy (or rather, a different kind of chaotic and crazy than I usually am). Almost childlike, but with no innocence.

So yesterday I decided to try and have a lucid dream. I was very tired so I knew I couldn't generate a WILD so I was aiming for a DILD. Either way I traid MILD untill falling asleep. Unfortunatelly, as predicted, my tiredness overtook me and nothing was acomplished, I felt asleep immediatly with no change of aweareness in my dreams.

Only in the morning, I started having more clear and longer dreams. I didn't realize I was dreaming, yet this awareness was starting to grow, from dream to dream. Can't remember very well how it actually worked, but when one of the dreams finished I remembered last nights research in this forum and decided to put it to practice. I didn't open my eyes, I just felt myself laying on the bed and decided to resume my previous dream. Immediatly I remembered to imagine myself spinning, I read that somewhere and was eager to try. It didn't take long until I was again in a dream scenario yet aware and consicous. I could feel myself waking up and so I insisted in the spinning... it was then that all happened.

I woke up standing on top of my bed. Everything looked real and my main concearn was to check up the alarm clock to see the time - 13h00. I walked around amased in my room, feeling everything so fresh and real as if awakened, even my vision was a normal first person view. I could see my hands but they were blurry. Quickly I started to awake the lucid dream, switching to a brief regular dream. The experience took only a few seconds.

Now, I right this journal still in bed. It isn't 13h00 but 11h08. Only now I realize how wrong the room was, with the bed in the wrong direction and I don't even have an alarm clock. So, I was lucidly knowing I was dreaming but couldn't catch those dream signs.

all in all, it was a wonderful experience, specially the sensation of chainning the dreams together...

I thought that lucid dreaming was something far out of my reach. I thought that being lucid meant having complete and total control of your dreams, your thoughts, manipulating everything down to the deepest most secret wants of your subconscious.

But I read many of the information about the mental processes of Lucid Dreaming, and all the different techniques that are used. I even read a little about people's experiences with daydreams. It came to my astonishment that not only is lucid dreaming much easier than I thought, but I had been doing it all my life. O:

Ever Since I was young I've had a problem with paying attention in class, a curse that has followed me up to this very day. I like to believe that I have some sort of chronic narcolepsy that only occurs when I'm bored, that would make it a lot easier to explain why I always seem to fall asleep in classrooms. Or it could even be some sort of side effect of my over active imagination, ADD and my ADHD. But whatever the case it gave me the curse of sleep, but the gift of dreams.

Let me see if I can explain my crackpot theory on why I believe I go to sleep when I get bored during class. I believe that when I become bored my mind retreats from reality to cure my boredom and begins to daydream, like anyone would, but what I think is different is that my mind somehow triggers a REM cycle despite my being fully awake. Once I'm in a bored state of mind, all it takes is for me to let my mind wander until I begin to daydream and focus on a single theme or story. At first it starts out like any other daydream, I see the images in the back of my head while still listening to the lesson being held, but once the daydream has solidified itself I begin to become extremely tired almost immediately, my vision fades and becomes blurry, my eyelids droop, the noises from reality start to dither off and fade away, and my body begins to feel heavy. My daydream plays itself out the entire time, now taking full control of my attention though, it no longer requires my input at all, events and occurrences play themselves out without any help from me. I would say that I started a LD by crafting the scene and starting objects and custom fitting the dream to be however I want it to be, but then letting it go and just watching it grow. My daydreams usually follow a storyline of some sort and eventually end, allowing me to open my eyes and return to reality, but what I think differs my experience with others is that I am able to create my entire daydream world, and use it as a gate into a lucid dream, then back through the gate into waking. My body never falls asleep and I think I skip a few steps in the process of lucid dreaming. I also don't know if it's normal but I'm also instantly wide awake again after the daydream ends, it's as if I never even dreampt.

But there are some downsides too: I can be brought out of these states very easily, like any daydream but not deep sleep. (which I think is weird because I'm a heavy sleeper so being in the same state of mind I would think it'd be hard to wake me up)
It does not help me feel rested in any way, even though I'm sure that I'm entering a REM cycle and a dream state.
Sleep paralysis does not always activate itself, or it does not hold up throughout the entire dream, I often flail my arms or kick my legs out when returning to reality. (but that could also just be me, although I've never done that when I'm asleep at home.)
Having boredom as my trigger is not very good because I cannot help but to fall asleep, and it takes a lot of mental effort to pull myself back from the brink of sleep, plus it usually only buys me a few more minutes of consciousness before I totally succumb to the feeling.
A lot of times a chance for a LD is missed because if I start to daydream without thinking about anything, I just have a waking dream. (again, might just be me though.)
Since I'm sitting down in an upright position the entire class session without moving I often have achy joints or numbness and sleep paralysis in my legs.

But of course these are only my assumptions about what I think is happening, feel free to shoot down my ideas with facts if you want to.
But I know for a fact that in cases of extreme boredom I am able to Lucid Dream while daydreaming.

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

This dream began the backyard of my current house. My home is a fairly big one-story, with a darker red brick exterior, large white windows, and a glass mosaic covering a curved part of the front of the house. Our backyard is simple: a patio with lighter wood, with a few short steps leading down into the yard. All there is is grass, with one tree in the right-hand corner. To the left and right are neighbor's fences. In the dream, it was the same as this.

The atmosphere was nice; it was just beginning to get dark. The sun was a few inches above the horizon, but there was no typical colors of a sunset. The sun was just there.

I was walking aimlessly along the edge of the patio. There was no railing or siding, so if one were to fall, it would be a two or three feet drop. After a minute or so of this, I decided to go back inside. Unfortunately there wasn't a door leading from the patio into the house, so I had to walk all the way around and use the front door. There was a fairly narrow path along the side of the house, accented by one rusty blue-gray pipe, which I took. I then went inside the white front doors.

I decided to go downstairs and chill out, maybe watch a movie. I ended up walking down the stairs, into the basement of a house I used to live in, four years ago. I can remember the basement very clearly, as my bedroom was down there. The stairs went straight down, into an open basement with white Berber carpet. There was a set of green suede chairs a few feet from the stairs, with a large flat screen TV in front of them, around 42 inches or so. The lights were off, and there was only a dim light emitting from the TV as I walked town the stairs. But this didn't bother me.

As soon as I reached the couches, the dream skipped a little bit. I found myself curled up on one of the couches, with a baby blue-colored throw on me. In my mind, I knew that I had just woken up from a nap, which in the dream I never saw myself actually go into. I never saw actually myself get onto the couch either.

The lights were still off, as well as the television, except for one small blue light in the lower left-hand corner. I started to get a bit nervous. I thought, "why isn't my mom down here?" for some odd reason. Maybe in the dream, she did something and I was expecting her to be there. Who knows. I groggily got up, and beside me, there was now a small side table. It was a darker sort of wood, almost cherry, and it had a digital clock on it. I looked at it, like it had always been there, and realized it was turned off. I thought this was strange, too. So, I went back up the stairs to check more clocks. Outside, the sky was realistically darker than before, but not as black as night yet. I checked a white, rectangular-shaped clock by the front door, and it was off, no power. I went into my sister's room, and her small pink alarm clock was off as well.

By now I was quite bewildered, but then I realized that I was dreaming. Just to make sure, I plugged my nose and tried to breathe through it, and I could. Then I checked out my fingers. Everything was fine, all five fingers were on my left hand, but there was an extra finger sticking out of the middle of my palm. It scared me a bit, but I laughed it off and told myself it may be creepy, but it was still just a dream.

I decided instantaneously to waste the dream eating stuff, because I hadn't done that in a while. In the middle of the dimly lit hallway, I summoned a fancy table covered in a white table cloth, topped with a platter of nanaimo bars. I simply turned around to face behind myself and expected it to be there.

I picked one up and put the whole thing in my mouth, chewing slowly. It wasn't the most delicious thing I'd ever eaten in a dream, but it was still very good (although the yellow custard in the middle was a bit sandy-textured).