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July 7, 2010

Quest for my dream guide part 2 (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had tried to find my dream guide in my last lucid and didn't get any solid leads though I did learn from a DC that it would not be easy to find them.

I had a FA and new I became lucid using a noes RC. I fell out of bed in the dream and quickly stabilized the dream by feel the floor and my own knee and rubbing my hands together. That combination worked like a charm. I wasn't able to turn on the light which was frustrating so I went strait to the family room. I new I needed to find my dream guide but didn't know where to start. My parents where reading the paper in the kitchen like they always do in my FAs. I passed them to get some yogurt out of the fridge but it transformed and became like 10 feet tall. I opened it and the yogurt was on the very top. I became frustrated so I drank some apple juice instead and it tasted normal. I threw the glass down because I was lucid and I didn't care about it. I went to the computer to try and look for a lead to my dream guide and on it was a free trial of some boring mmorpg set in the 19th century. The first task was to go to some tower so It might be a lead. I got bored with it and went into my family room looking for a picture of a tower to use to teleport with. I passed a mirror we have on the wall and did a double take. I remembered several other people on dream views had used mirrors as portals. I thought my dream guide might be behind the mirror. I dived head first into the mirror but as soon as I got on the other side everything destabilized. Everything on the other side was gray and non descriptor. The only thing I saw was a girl standing and smiling at me. I did a front flip and turned around in the air to keep her in my sight. I couldn't get a good view of her because everything was fading. I landed on my feet right before everything went to black and I wake up.

17.07.2010

Lucid at work (MILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

A decent night. I recalled five dreams and I had one (crappy) lucid. It was one of those sem-low-lucidity dreams... but it works to keep up with my goal of one lucid every two days.

Third of the night:

I was in the Olive Oil store. I knew I was dreaming but I had no control at all. I followed the plot of the dream. I guess I was in the edge of lucidity and non lucidity. I was going to open the store and there was already someone inside behind the tasting bar.
The store was different as its for real and I realized that when I entered. The lady was behing the tasting bar and I wanted her to leave. I planned to do something funny but I decided to help her before. I stared at something and woke up.

And here is it. One of my worst lucids... But at least it was a lucid with low quality that goes to the stack of my overall lucids and will help to get even more in the future.

Missed dream signs:
- None.

Dream Signs Noticed:
- None. Already lucid.

What I would have done if I had some decent lucidity:
- Leave the store. Blast the dancers if present and head to a ToTY.

July 4,2010

Quest for my dream guide part 1 (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had a dream I think it was about peter pan or something and I became tired in the dream so I layed down and closed my eyes and was half way awake when I realized It was a dream. I decided I didn't want to wake up so I used DEILD for the first time to go back into the dream. It was very unstable and wasn't finished filling out. It's like in a video game when the draw range is set to low. I was still laying in the grass so I stood up and stabilized myself but the dream itself was still being slowly created it was pretty cool. I looked at a table that had formed and it was completely covered in random items. Trees started to form and it reminded me again of peter pan. I yelled out "When I turn around my dream guide will be standing behind me." I turned around and there was no one there. Instead there was a purple portal about a foot in diameter floating by a tree. I ran and dived head first into the portal and go through some kind worm whole. I could see geometric patterns making up the walls of it. I wake up for a second and again use DEILD to return to the dream but with much less lucidity

I can't remember exactly what happened in the next half hour or so but I do know I used DEILD again at least twice. The next thing I remember I was in lucid again

Me and my family were walking down a street and I look around for a lead. I saw a man in wearing a weird poofy coat, a fedora, and a Celtic circular shield. I went up to him, letting my family continue on without me, and asked him where he got his clothes from. He told me from the jedi temple. I asked where the jedi temple is and he said he can't tell me. I decided to cut to the chase. I asked him where my dream guide is and he said he can't tell me and that it won't be that easy to find my dream guide. I suddenly got a rush of pictures of people like I'm reading his mind. One picture stuck out. a picture of a red headed girl that only shows one eye and her hair. I grabbed him and was about to punch him and interrogate him but I stooped because hes a good guy. I continued on and pulled out my cell phone and my contacts where all scrambled up. I picked one and called it but it was my sister instead. I told her I got the wrong number and thought to check my compute instead. At least I finished the easy task of the month. Before I could I woke up.

I'm running out of good BEoDs. . .

BONUS ENTRY OF DOOM!™

17.07.2010

Close Encounters of the Raptor Kind (DILD)

★★★★☆

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID







Walking down the white paneled hallway, I took in the details around me. Wall mounted heaters with books on top, accented by the occasional bright red fire extinguisher, lined the sides of the school interior. Everything seemed so vivid and clean as I approached a branching hall to my right.

Recalling my Velociraptor nightmares from earlier in the night, I couldn't help hoping a Raptor wasn't waiting for me as I turned the corn--

Oh, shit.

Staring me down, less than 50 meters away, stood a 6ft tall, scaly, killing machine. Screeching, it came at me, giving me only a moment to center myself and reaffirm my lucidity. I reached out my hand, and with a concentrated effort of will I stopped its malicious descent upon me. Yet still, it continued toward me in a slow stride.

As it passed, I moved my hand to its snout and brushed its smooth, cold, reptilian face. All the while, I made sure to keep up my emotional direction and willful suppression of this magnificent creature's blood-lust; a single slip-up and I'd be missing a hand.

Luckily, the Raptor continued on its way, and I was left to revel in the incredibly life-like experience. I doubted the students in the classroom down the hall would make out quite as well as I had. . .

June 23, 2010

Electrokinesis (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

[/B]I can't remember what I did before this but I can remember being lucid in my room Not fully lucid tough. I didn't think to do my goals or the task of the month. I just had the idea to try electricity bending. (which was not one of my goals) I ripped out my light switch and used the exposed wires to charge myself up with electricity. I could feel the electricity flowing through me and charging me up. I pointed my pointer finger at the wall and shoot a bolt at it. It was really cool so I shot another bolt but this time I hold it and keep adding fingers, each with its own arc. I charged up again and tried my left hand. This time I let the electricity focus in the tips of my finger which gets a ball of energy around it. When I finally unleashed it it let go a large charge that hit a picture and made it go flying. I kept doing this using stronger and stronger bolts and I realized it was causing a recoil. I don't want that because its my dream and I don't want it could mess up my aim. I thought I should focus on not having recoil. I thought of trying fire bending but decided I would try electricity some more. I didn't remember that pyrokinesis was the ToTM. Before I can do anything I wake up.

The bolts reminded me a lot of Cole's electricity in Infamous except these ones where yellow.

May 16, 2010

Lucid Building Jumping (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had watched the first half of the Matrix 1 the night befor. I woke up at 6:00 am with hardly any dream recal. I tried to WILD but was to tired and just fell asleep. I think I get alot beter DILDs after trying to WILD so I gues there more MILDs idk. There was alot of dream consisting of me playing voley ball and then trying to sleep on a slide until Perry that platapus stole my pillow but I don't know if it was befor I woke up at 6:00 or transitioned into this dream but I will consider it a seprate dream and a boring one not worth wrighting.

I was on the swing in my backyard with my neice on the swing beside me, my twin sister in the yard, my mom and my older sister talking, siting in chairs and my nephue swiming in the pool. I thought to do a reality check so I pinched my noes and could only breath through a little bit. (this seems to happen often, it has cost me a lot of chances to be lucid because I think I'm just not pinching my noes all the way.) I tried again and I could breath normaly! I looked at my hand and it looked as normal as can be. I looked closer at the back of my hands and the hairs look abnormaly large but only just noticable. I jumped and fell normaly but kept doing it untill I could jump much higher. like 15 feet. I told my family I was dreaming and luckily they belived me this time except for my older sister, she refused to belive it. I didnt try to convince her because of what happend last time so I tried to do telekenesis on a stick and had quite a bit of control. I wanted to try it on something heavier and see if I could do it on a DC so I levitat my nephue out of the pool. He was scared for a second but then thought its really cool. I jumped and flew up like superman but lost control and dived head first into the pool. I got out and jumped onto the large unbreala that is on our patio. The fabric broke under my wait and everyone became sad so I jumped down, held the unbrela strait with telekenesis and reversed time on it to fix it. I thought I would try some of my goals and the first thing that cames to mind is the scene from the matrix where Morphius tests Neo to see if he can jump from one building to the next. Pluss If I fell I could complete the tast of the month which was to skydive without a parashoot. I thought I needed to go to a tall building so I tried to teleport using the spining method. I spun around and imagine the building but nothing changed. I did it over and over again but still nothing. I jumped onto my roof and then pushed off and flew up about 200 feet and landed on top of a skyscraper that apeared in front of my house. I couldn't see anything because of fog so I jumped away from the building and a city apeared. I landed on a building but there were no suitable buildings to jump to so I kept jumping to a higher and higher building. Everything faded befor I could stabilize and was never able to reenact te scene.

May 5 2010

My first lucid (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I woke up at 3:00. I try WILD although I prefer to MILD but would like to know both. I fall asleep into a false awakening. I woke up in bed. Everything seemed as real and normal as always. I looked at a piece of paper that is on my night stand that has a leter 9 on it. I thought I might as well do some reality checks. I tried telekinesis on something. it didin't work. I look at the 9. I put my hand over it and imagined it as a 3. I took my hand off it and it was a 3! I switched it back and forth to make shure. I realised I must be dreaming. I didn't become excited, my subconsious wouldn't alow it because of the autosugestions I did. I finaly did it, I became lucid. I jumped out of bed and ran into the family room. My parents were in the kitchen like they always are in the morning. I knew they were DCs. I told them Im lucid dreaming. They denied it like I new they would in a dream. It made me sad that they wouldn't listen to me, my emotions amplified by the dream. I realy wanted to show them I'm dreaming. I tried telekinesis on the lego socker ball that I first used TK on in a non-lucid dream. It worked! I showed my parents but they don't realise its weird. It got harder to control the ball and I realised I better not wake myself up by doing something to dificult. I jumped into the family room as hard as I could and could float myself around the room in zero gravity. I held myself upside down on the ceiling. It felt realy familiar. Like I did it when I was a little kid or something. I must have had a non-lucid like this when I was little. I floated back down and I woke up. I thought man that was my first lucid but it was realy short. I still didn't get excited. "Maby this is a false awakening I might as well check." I thought. I did RCs and I realised I was still dreaming. I went back to the family room and my twin sister came down stairs. I tried to show her im dreaming but she was even worse than my parents. She looked at me like I'm crazy and went back up stairs. I yelled something at her that I can't remember. I looked above the door way and in flashing letters what I yelled at her is spelled out. "Stop being wierd, dream" I yelled in order to keep the dream from wandering. I realised I was wasting time and needed to get some goals done and go on an adventure. I can't go outside without a weapon, I might get jumped by zombies so I ran to my room and went to my closet. I imagined an uzi there and reached in but there was nothing there. I wasn't confident enough. My mom walked in the room and was being distracting and would not accept that I was dreaming. The dream started to destabilize. I didn't have time to get a weapon so I ran down the hallway. I almost reached the front door but everything got fuzzy. I tried to rub my hands together to bring back the vividness but it was to late. I could already feel my real hands, paralised were I left them. I slowly transitioned from lucid to real life. I let it happen because I wanted to right my dream down in my dream journal. I took off my sleeping mask I was trying for tonight. I did it! I knew it was not another false awakening because I could feel the excitment rush over me this time. The fact I couldn't get excited during the dream took something away from the experience but it was worth it to have such a long fairly vivid first lucid dream.

Well I finally did it.

I found myself in my old English teacher's classroom and I put my binder down on a desk and left the room. I then realized that I no longer have her as a teacher and embarrassed, I went back into the room & got my binder. I then found myself in a room with a round table. I sat down next to Sydney and A.J. but there were a few other familiar faces in the other seats but I forgot.

It then turned into a line of straight seats in a movie theater. I lost my binder so I was trying to be quiet while looking for it.

I then find myself walking out my front door into the outside and I go into the driveway to sit in the car. The car slowly starts to go forward & I am in the passenger seat so I have to bend over to hit the breaks. I call for mom frantically and honk the horn then it suddenly switches gears to Reverse.

I can't stop it. It starts to roll down the driveway into the cars across the street. I open the door and put my foot on the concrete and then stopped the car just as I would a bicycle the car was stopped and mom comes outside. I go up to the driveway and suddenly. I think to myself.

I don't need to listen to this, I'm dreaming!

So the first thing I do is run and fly into the neighbors lawn. I feel the grass on my hands. I then run around and try to get the hang of flying every time I tried, I was like a paper airplane. I glided. Everytime I was about to hit the ground I put my hands down so it wouldn't hurt when I landed.

I then realized that one of my LD goals was to kill something! So I first need a weapon I think. So I tell myself. "The sword of a thousand Truths is behind that building." and as I go back behind it I am excited to see a line of swords of various sizes and shapes.

A closer look shows that they are nothing but flat, cardboard swords. No killing for me today I thought...

The dream fades.

i dont remember much...but i realized i was lucid dreaming and i could feel myself lying in my bed, i felt very heavy. i was lying on the floor with kaylene and brie, and there were little bits of clutter on the floor. kaylene had a bun in her hair and i had the urge to pull it. at this point in the dream i felt kind of aroused so i decided to try and think of someone i found attractive, and while searching in my brain i felt like i was going to wake up so i quickly thought of something irrational so i could continue my lucid dreaming. i remember imagining that i was a ceiling fan and that i was slowly spinning in circles, and it felt very pleasant. then i began to dream about my sim thornton wolff. i dreamed he had no shirt on and i wanted to have sex with him in my dream but i couldn't focus and then the last thing i can remember was hearing my mom cry, and i thought it was real so i woke up to check on my mom. she was not crying.

DREAMNONDREAMSCENEDESCRIPTIONLUCID

I am in a house, in what looks to be my grandparent's house... Well, I am with this girl in there, and aparently, for some reason, we have to stay in the house forever . Well, she started making this really gross but pretty food. It looked kind of like that painty thing with the paint on it, but it was metal, and there were circles that went down in it. She started making this really gross concoction in it. It was all rainbow, different colors in each spot, and it was over heat, boiling. Some of them had 2 colors mingled together. Well, I tried some, and it tasted like disgusting BREAD! Then, I went to the front porch, and I saw my grandparents and parents. I then became lucid, probably because of them.

05.03.2010

Fully Lucid Zombie Pwnage (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This dream led on from the previous one. I definitely woke up in between and fell back to sleep normally.

I was with a group of about four people, walking along a rocky lane in the country. There was a rickety wooden fence at the side of the road, and a field going uphill at the other. There was one other man, a middle-aged woman with browny/red hair, someone else I can't remember, and my friend Darren. It was late evening, and getting quite dark when I heard sirens coming from behind us. I turned to look. In the distance I saw a crowd of people running down a hill onto the road, persued by several police cars. Darren panicked, automatically assuming the police were going to arrest him, so he took off running. As the crowd reached us, I stepped aside and sat on the fence to make it clear to the persuing officers that I was not with them. Right as they got to us, the crowd collectively changed direction and headed into the field. Then they stopped. The police cars drew level with us and stopped. They got out and looked at us. I felt very uncomfortable because none of the officers or indeed the crowd were making any noise, just staring at us. Then, all at once, their eyes went completely white, dead-looking.
"Fuck!" I yelled. "Zombie trap!" The crowd jumped out of the field and together with the police officers, advanced on us. Our group hopped over the rickety fence and ran downhill. I hoped everyone else would keep up and stay together, as I kind of felt responsible for their safety. We came to a tall, barbed-wire fence, on the other side of which was what looked like a prison. We started to climb, but it was slow going as it was difficult to hold on to. The guy with us (whose name escapes me) said,
"Is it possible these people are just yanking our chain and aren't actually zombies?" I looked down at the baying hordes trying to get a grip on my ankle and said,
"Not a chance." The top of the fence was particularly spikey, but my self-preservation instinct was much stronger than my desire to not cut myself on it, so I grabbed it and hauled myself over. It was then that I realised I wasn't hurt at all. I felt no pain when grabbing the viciously sharp wire. I did a hand reality-check, and said, "Of course it's a dream! Come on!" I gestured to the group to follow me. We ran across the grass towards the prison, and then locked ourselves in the first out-building we came to. Every building looked like it was made of rusty iron. I made sure the door was locked, then made sure everyone was still with us.



Right here I woke up. I wasn't done there by any means, so I went for a DEILD. I visualised myself going over to a table where the browny/red-haired woman was sitting. I paid close attention to the pressure of the ground on my feet. Then I picked up a sheet of paper and slowly ripped it up, listening closely to the sound, and feeling my arm muscles moving. Overall, it was probably the least effort I've ever put into a DEILD, and was the easiest yet.

The scene solidified, and became "real". The woman looked up at me strangely.
"I'm back," I said. "That was a dream-exit induced lucid dream. Good eh?" She grinned. I immediately got to work trying to find weapons of mass zombie destruction. The little building didn't have much to offer, except a gas canister. I'd seen Dawn of the Dead, and now had a plan in mind. I picked up the canister and went to the door. There was a window on the door's top half. I looked out to see that most of the zombies were congregating on a grassy area in the middle of the facility. It looked like morning. A female zombie was searching for us, looking round corners and squinting through grimy windows. As she approached the door I burst out and clunked her on the head with the canister. She looked to be dead. I strode purposefully to the centre of the zombie crowd and held the canister high.
"Hey everybody!" I yelled. "Food!!" Every single undead head in the area turned towards me as I threw it on the ground. Incredibly, they fell for it and started piling on. I took several steps back and waited. From the sidelines, I could see cracks appearing in the canister, and gas hissing out in liquid and gaseous form. Then I realised I had no way to make it explode. No matches, no gun, nothing. I would have to use some dream powers. I concentrated hard on the barrel, imagining it to be incredibly volatile and delicate. I held out my arm slowly and snapped my fingers. BOOM! Combustion! The force of the blast knocked me off my feet. Any zombies who weren't now minced by the explosion were thrown back too. I got up faster than any of them, ready for some hand-to-hand combat. The first woman I came across had already been badly damaged by flying shrapnel, and I clotheslined her head off. A large man came charging at me, and I rock-bottomed him onto the bonnet of a brown car nearby. His head smashed through the windscreen.

I can't remember exactly what happened next, but I decided to have another go at time travel. I wound up back in the suburban neighborhood from the previous dream, and asked the old man if I could try his time machine again. He agreed, and I sat down in the green chair once again. I noticed that my legs were very uncomfortable for some reason, and I shifted position many times. Turned out, my legs were sore in real life, and woke me up!

05.03.2010

Supernatural Investigation and Searching for a Time Machine (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Lately, I've been watching a lot of the TV show "Supernatural" online. This dream was structured not unlike an episode! I might not have been lucid from the very start of this dream, but I can't remember that far back, or the transition into the dream.

I had teamed up with Sam and Dean Winchester, and we were conducting an investigation in a small rural town. Whatever/whoever we were hunting was holed up in a petrol station, and we were on the roof- ready to enter through a vent and kick some ass. It was a cloudy, drizzly day, and as I silently opened a hatch, I was glad to be getting inside. I lowered myself carefully into the vent with both hands, and positioned myself on my knees, hunched over and gun ready. As soon as my full weight was settled, the vent collapsed around me and fell into the shop. I ended up sprawled on my back on top of a counter, surrounded by men with guns. Luckily Sam and Dean immediately opened fire from above, distracting the guys who would otherwise have plugged me. I did a backwards roll off the counter and took shelter. I had lost my gun in the fall. Bullets whizzed past my head in all directions, and the blasting of gunfire so close to me was disorienting. Finally, the shooting stopped and I poked my head up.

Sam and Dean were now downstairs with me, pointing their guns at a pile of rubble next to a freezer, where the last guy was hiding. I got up and picked up a sawnoff shotgun from the floor.
"Come on out!" I said. The guy nervously stood up with his hands in the air. He then treated us to a whole monologue about not measuring up, and finished by telling us he was going to kill himself by lethal injection. He produced from his pocket an injector-gun, which had about seven capsules attached to the side. He shot himself up three times before I wrestled the injector off him. After a quick examination, I somehow inferred that it was "Hulk Juice". One dose was apparently enough to turn you into The Hulk! I could see the dude was already bulking up and turning green, and by the time he reached nine feet tall, I decided on the only possible form of defense. I shot the remaining four doses directly into my chest. I reasoned that, having taken more, I would be a stronger Hulk. Right away I felt the serum reacting with my body. My chest felt tight, but I could see that it was in fact bulking up at an alarming rate. It felt like I was made of rocks. The feeling quickly spread to my arms and legs, all the way to my fingertips- which ended up the size of baseball bats. I realised I had an enormous armspan, like four metres- and I could stretch even farther. I punched the slightly smaller Hulk in the top of the head to begin the fight. I can't remember much about what happened next, we broke through the wall of the petrol station and I remember chasing him up a narrow street.



The next section of the dream played out like another investigation. This time I was on my own in suburbia, investigating a case of a dog which was actually a human in disguise. There was one particualar chihuahua which I reckoned looked particularly human-like, so I kept an eye on it. I was sitting at a kitchen table talking to a homeowner who was making me tea, staring at the dog. It noticed me and ran out the back door.
"Hold that thought," I said to the woman and ran after it. It ran along the street and jumped over a very noticable pothole, filled with water. I made a point to stand right in it. The water disappeared to reveal a bottomless hole. I deduced that the dog was leading people to their deaths by making them fall in. I became lucid after doing a hand reality-check out of the blue. I was extremely aware, and even remembered the task of the year on Dreamviews. The remaining six parts would all be much easier if I had access to a time machine. It's really hard for me to teleport or change scene on my own, so I reasoned that letting the dream do the work might work better for me.

I took a running jump and glided up onto the roof terrace of the first house I saw. The residents were having a barbecue with some neighbours. I landed among them, and was tempted to just sit down and enjoy some ribs (they smelt fantastic), but I'd been neglecting the tasks lately. I greeted the guy I assumed to be the host, and asked him straight out,
"Have you got a working time machine I could use?" I asked him in a serious manner, in a way that showed I expected it to be a realistic request. He said,
"No, sorry, I don't. But my nextdoor neighbour does, why don't you go ask him?" I was pleased with this response. I hopped off the roof and into next door's back garden, where I saw the neighbour in question. He was an old man tending his garden. I asked about the time machine, and he seemed very pleased that it was going to get some use. He explained that his family rarely made use of it. He led me to the garden shed, against the back fence.
"Go ahead, knock yourself out," he said, gesturing at the door. I opened the door and stepped inside. It was very small, and what little floor space it had was taken up by a thick green armchair, sitting at a desk. Below the desk was an enormous old desktop computer. It had a few purple lights on it, and was connected to a dusty monitor on top of the desk. I pressed the only button I could find, the main "power" button on the computer. It booted up instantly and started to work.
"Where or when do you wanna go?" the man asked from behind.
"Back," I said. "I want to go back 65 million years."
"Say whaaat??"
"Don't ask," I chuckled.
"Okay, input here," said the old man, handing me a number pad. I pressed the "minus" button at the top, then six, five, zero zero zero, zero zero zero, enter.
"Good luck!" he shouted, and shut the door. The screen came to life. It displayed a weird animation I can only describe as several coloured balls rolling through a black tunnel. It looked a bit like guitar hero in reverse. I concentrated intently on the visualization, but sadly I woke up!

04.03.2010

Bug Hunt (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was playing the new Aliens vs Predator game the other day, no doubt that was the cause of this dream.

I was a marine, hunting Xenomorphs in an estate near my house. It was night time, and no streetlights were working. All I had for light was a torch attached to the end of my rifle. Every now and again I would catch a glimpse of movement out of the corner of my eye, or a reflective glint of light bouncing off a shiny alien head, but I never got a clear shot at one of them. I was getting quite panicky, and using up a lot of ammo, hitting nothing. I eventually got to my last clip when I arrived at the top of a dark lane which I knew to be dodgy in normal circumstances, never mind when there were aliens about. I made my way down the lane. There were wire fences on either side of me, and behind the fence to my right was a hedge wall. I could hear scuttling and hissing coming from the other side of it. I attained some low level lucidity here. I recognised that it was just a dream, but only really enough to allay my fears of getting chomped on by an alien's mouth-within-its-mouth. Then I saw one clearly for the first time. It came into view just a few metres in front of me. I squeezed the trigger and let off the last of my ammo into its oversized head. It cracked like an eggshell, and I was careful to avoid the spray of its acidic blood. I threw down my empty gun just as another alien hopped over the fence from my left. I notice that I sometimes have great dream control with only minor lucidity. This was one of those times. I discovered that I could shoot fire out the end of my hands if I held them out flat and aimed at a target. I knew from playing the AvP game that the aliens hated fire, and I thought it was quite handy that I should manifest this ability at that moment.



I went on for a while, chargrilling aliens as I walked down the lane. They properly sizzled. When I was near the bottom, I heard a commotion from my right. I paused to investigate, and saw that several aliens had made a hole in the hedge and were trying to pull down the fence to get at me. I was in a "bring it on" kind of mood, so I just let them. The fence fell to reveal an open field beyond. I ran out into the middle, and was instantly surrounded by variations of the alien. One particularly unusual form looked a lot like a millipede. I woke up as they overwhelmed me!

02.03.2010

House (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID



I was walking home from a set of shops which was about five miles from my house. It was a beautiful sunny day, with a light breeze. I was walking through a suburban neighbourhood, when my friend Darren rang me. We started talking as I walked. A little bit farther along the street, I passed some of the cast of the tv show House. I've never watched an episode of House, and this got me thinking about why I would even run into him here. Then I remembered where I had seen him last- in the signature picture of one of the Dreamviews forum members! He must have gotten stuck in my head, and was making an appearance in my dreams now! I did a quick hand-RC, which confirmed my suspicions. I was still pretty far from my house, in an area which I barely knew. I wanted to get to somewhere there would be some more action, like a friend's house, my own, or the city centre. I decided not to do anything drastic, and just keep making my way towards home. It seemed a shame to waste such a nice day. I stayed on the phone to Darren, mentioned that I was dreaming and just saw Hugh Laurie, and started hovering. I got to waist-height, and flew off. I used my new flying technique, which is to imagine a force pushing me from behind. I can usually get up quite a lot of speed this way. I told Darren about my progress, and that I was on the way to see him- if I could just get there before I woke up. I was flying in the upright position down a hill, and wanted to take a shortcut over a fence and across a field (which would cut a massive corner), but I couldn't make myself go high enough to get over the fence! I told Darren about this and he responded with,
"Bad times, man."

02.03.2010

Incredibly Real FA (WBTB)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was up for about half an hour, taking out rubbish and tidying stuff up, tiring stuff. I went back to bed with the intention of WILDing. It felt like a lot longer, but it took about 40 minutes to get anywhere- judging by the clock when I woke up.

I got into a lucid dream which I can't remember at all. This was quite a bit before another set of dreams, and my memory of this one has deteriorated somethin' shockin'.

I had a false awakening in my old house. This should initially have been enough to make me lucid, but I got one of those strange "false memories", which had me convinced that this was where I had fallen asleep. In reality, I havn't been in that house in three years. I really did think about the possibility of a false awakening, but it was so convincing that I just didn't bother reality-checking! I went to the window and looked out. It was night time. I blinked and opened my eyes widely, and woke up for real.

I went for a DEILD. I hadnt quite woken up, but I knew where I was actually sleeping, and could just see the dark grey of the back of my eyelids. I gave no outward indication that I had woken up. I didn't change my breathing, shift position, or even twitch. This time, I didn't do my standard DEILD process of "tactile entry", but acted as if I was trying to do a standard WILD. I.e. just lie very still. I noticed sleep paralysis very quickly. I think it could have lasted up to ten minutes. During this time, I opened my eyes slightly, because I was pretty sure this wouldn't affect my progress. It didn't, and it was pretty weird to peek at the outside world while in such a deep trance. At one point, my face got itchy. I moved my arm up to scratch it. I felt my arm lift, and my nails on my cheek. The itch went away. It was only as I tried to put my arm back that I realised I hadn't actually moved at all. I had been moving my "dream body", and my arm was paralysed. The most bizzare thing was that I had used my non-physical body to successfully scratch an itch!



I eventually went into another dream, which I've also forgotten.