lucid

07.12.2009

Granny's House (WBTB)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Overall, a damn successful morning for lucid dreams. Went for a WBTB, and got really deepy relaxed. Had some hallucinations for the very first time! I decided lying on my back wasn't working for me (since I always sleep on my side), so I rolled over and started feeling like I was "spinning" almost right away. This has never happened to me before, it was some freaky shit!

I "woke up" in my Granny's old house, lying on the floor of the living room. I sat upright, but there was no strength in my back muscles and I flopped back down. I had to do a sort of rocking motion to get up. I looked out the window. It was late afternoon in early Autumn. As I stepped out into the hall, I saw that the front door was lying open which was weird. My Granny in known to do some strange stuff, but she is very careful about security! I (of course) expected my "dream Granny" to be the same! I thought about leaving the house and flying off somewhere (if I could manage it), but I heard a noise from the kitchen. I walked round to the door of the kitchen and looked inside. My Granny was making a meal, wearing her normal clothes, but with a massively oversized white t-shirt on as well. I tried to ask her what she was doing wearing that, but my voice didn't seem to work.

I felt the dream slipping away...

05.12.2009

Wand Battle (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was walking around a room in a tower block with a load of the characters from Harry Potter. Turned out I was a wizard too. Snape was walking around looking very smug- I can only assume that it was because of his new breast implants. There was another Hogwarts teacher creeping about who looked pure evil. I must have just invented him, because he's not in the real HP. He was very short, with a hunchback, a pale face with big yellow eyes, and sharp teeth. He wore an elaborate robe and lots of jewellery. He started telling me off for my earring, and to fool him, I pretended to be just scratching my face with it, rather than putting it in my ear. As he turned away, I booted him in the ass.

This turned me lucid for some reason! It was night outside, and out of the clouds came Draco Malfoy and a bunch of death eaters. They were on broomsticks, and flew around outside the largest window making threatening gestures. Everybody inside was scared. I stood up on a desk beside the window. "Never fear!" I said. "This is a dream! And I'm a fucking wizard!" I turned sideways to the window, and elbowed it with my right arm. It shattered, and glass blasted outwards. I got out my wand, and realised I didn't know any spells. I decided to make up my own. I pointed it at a death eater and shouted "Boom Headshot!" His head exploded and he plummeted from the sky. I used the "boom headshot" spell on about five more, but it felt a bit like overkill; too easy. I jumped out of the window (which took some psyching up) and immediately started to fall. I concentrated on slowing my descent until I stopped about 20m below the window. There were still death eaters above me swooping about on broomsticks. This gave me an idea. I put my wand between my legs, and it extended to form a broomstick. I zoomed back up to the window's height to resume the battle. Unfortunately when I got there the scene had completely changed. Everyone had gone, and the window wasn't broken. I could see into several rooms, where people were working on computers. I lost lucidity somewhere around here, and I can't remember what I did next. I might have woken up, not sure.

03.12.2009

Controlling Speed of Flight (WBTB)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This was a real quickie, but fun nonetheless. I'm not sure if it was a WBTB or a DILD, but I'll say it's a WBTB since I did plan to get lucid.



I was sitting outside a cafe in town drinking coffee. On a balcony above me Jonathan Ross and another guy were having a chat. Having nothing to do, I listened to them for a bit, before wondering how the hell I got there. Then I remembered I had just gone back to bed with the intention of entering a lucid dream. This was enough to "lucidify" myself. I tried to remember some of my dream goals but I couldn't. I thought I might as well get in a bit of flying practice. I imagined myself having the properties of a helium balloon, and levitated myself about a metre off the ground. From there I zoomed around the streets, missing people by inches and causing them to jump out of the way in alarm. At one point I came to a big wooden door which effectively closed off the rest of the street from me. I tried to phase through it but I just bumped off. I turned back around and looked for an alternate route. In front of me was a straight run out towards a car park. I thought I should try and control my speed. I took off and gradually built up speed, until I was going about 30mph. I then concentrated on slowing down, which I managed after about 10 more seconds. "Not the ideal braking distance," I thought. I was pleased anyway, but then my actual leg gave a strange involuntary jerk which I felt in the dream. "Shit, here I go..." I thought. And I woke up a few seconds later.

02.12.2009

Naked, if Possible! (WBTB)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I had the longest, most stable lucid ever this morning, and had great control! Only problem is... can't remember the most of it! I had a great time though.

I was running along a suburban street in the rain, at night. I was playing some sort of game, possibly hide and seek. I was hiding in a giant green bin for a bit, but then I thought, "Who cares if anyone sees me! With that in mind I ripped off all my clothes (who knows why) and jumped proudly out of the bin. I took a running leap and it was as if gravity had been cancelled out. I flew straight and streadily up the street and landed comfortably on the roof of a house. I could see no-one around, so I went inside, via a small window in the conservatory. I had to slide in like a snake through the gap, and I knocked over lots of ornaments and a lamp.

A while later, I remembered an old "lucid task of the month" I had never attempted, which was to "somersault in the air". I stepped up on the arm of the big brown settee and did a flip. I nearly got it! I landed on the top of my ass, where the tailbone is. There was no pain, just a thud. I lay there and laughed.

I think I became non-lucid for a while, because I remember trying to type something on this laptop and not being able to work out why nothing would work. I'm a pretty speedy typist normally and it was frustrating me to no end. Somebody was sitting beside me, and was greatly amused at my situation. Then I realised, "What if I'm dreaming and that's why I can't type!" I was quite amazed at the fact I was dreaming, and said out loud, "Sweet, round two!" Then I ripped my clothes off again. Don't ask me why, something about the freedom of no rules! I strolled confidently downstairs (I was in my bedroom) and out the front door.

I had a false awakening which I caught. Unlike last time, I was able to heave myself out of bed. Good times.

Some missing time here, during which I'm sure something awesome and interesting happened, but I can't remember. I do remember, however, trying to convince myself that I would remember all this when I woke up. That's what leads me to believe some significant shit happened. One thing I remember doing after this is flying hella fast. I crouched in something like the sprint starting position and kicked off. I flew up and forward like a rocket, at an angle of 40 degrees. It was unbelievably fast, and soon I passed through some thick, wet clouds.

Unfortunately, not much else I recall!

23.11.2009

MSN Messenger (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The DEILD worked, and I wound up in a darkened room with a laptop.

I decided to go on MSN, just to see if I could. I haven't been on MSN in ages, and had almost forgotten what it looked like. My brain invented a program though. It was so realistic it almost fooled me into non-lucidity, but not quite. I thought back to myself lying in bed, and reasoned, "I have no waking memories after lying in bed, so presumably I'm still in bed and dreaming." Armed with that knowledge, I tried to talk to somebody. The detail in the program was incredible, down to the names of my contacts. They were all completely invented, I didn't know who any of them were, but I started typing to somebody anyway. I tried to type without looking at the keyboard, because I knew from experience that looking at the keyboard was a surefire way to screw up typing in dreams. I was actually doing well typing a couple of words, but then I had real trouble finding the "J" key. I looked down at a very distorted keyboard and placed my finger on the J. I looked back at the screen and pressed it. A "P" came up on screen. I knew I hadn't moved my finger because I had been able to feel the button the entire time, but when I looked back, it was in a totally different place.

A while later, I was on Facebook, looking at photos. I had a bit of fun inserting myself into the scene shown in the photo. I imagined myself there, then, expanded the screen so it was all I could see. Then I was there. I did this for a few photos, and got annoyed at a redheaded girl I know for jumping about and screaming inanely for every photo. One photo I jumped into was of the top level of an open-topped bus. The bus was white, and it was filled with people I knew. It was driving around a caravan site, taking dangerously sharp turns. The driver must have been awful, because the side of the bus hit a pallet of red bricks, and the whole thing started bouncing and swaying out of control. It seemed the bus was top-heavy.

The driver managed to get it under control. I looked back at an identical bus which was following us, to see that it was bouncing so much that people were being thrown out of their seats. Suddenly ours started to sway again, and tipped over. I clung on to the back of a seat and thought, "This is just plain dangerous!" As it was falling, I reminded myself that it was a dream and I was invincible. The part of the bus I was at crashed right through the wall of a caravan. My shoulder was the point of impact, but of course I was fine. I was kind of stuck behind the seat, but I looked down and to my delight, saw that a smoking barbecue was unharmed in the crash. I reached down and opened it up. There were chicken legs and ribs covered in BBQ sauce. I slipped out of the wreck and offered the food around.

23.11.2009

The Terminal (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The setting for this dream came straight from Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2. I played the multiplayer level "Terminal" right before I went back to bed and it must have stuck.

I was exploring the level in my socks. The floor was polished, so I was sliding along for long distances, almost as if I was wearing roller blades. In the next room I was about to enter, I saw some poeple I knew talking. I picked up a bouncy ball from a nearby counter and threw it in as hard as I could. It bounced all over the place, and everybody was like, "WTF??" Then I stepped into the room and threw another one, laughing. It was caught by a friend of mine, and we played a game where we bounced it off the wall to each other. Kind of like squash, but without rackets.

When I was bored of that, I slid on to the next area. As I crossed the threshold, time froze in the room behind me. I almost expected it to happen, but was surprised it did. I came to a sports shop. Inside, people were trying on shoes and gear. I saw a girl I liked, so I sat down and tried on some shoes. Then a voice came over the tannoy, saying that the girl's flight was leaving. She walked out of the shop. I went after her saying, "You don't have to go, this is a dream!" but she went anyway. I was then offered a sweet by friend of mine who just arrived. I took a strawberry flavoured one. Here I woke up slightly. I got back into the dream by imagining myself on the ground outside, feeling the roughness of the concrete.

I was annoyed at myself for letting the girl from earlier get away, and I thought it would be cool if girls started dropping out of the sky like ODST's. Suddenly they were. All around me, pods were landing, and naked girls were jumping out. One of them had a rocket launcher... for some reason.



I woke up a bit again, and I felt that I was completely numb all over. My arms were in a bit of a weird position, so I moved them into a more comfortable one. I thought about going for a DEILD.

22.11.2009

Held Prisoner in my Own Mind (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

So far in my lucidity-chasing, all my dreams have been quite light-hearted affairs, and I haven't had a nightmare in about four years. This one was different. I was actually trapped in a scary situation, with the full knowledge that I was dreaming, wanting to wake up.

A bit of background. I'm hungover to the max today. Last night's binge would account for the tiredness and massive REM rebound I got as soon as I went to sleep in the evening. I was also maybe not in the most positive frame of mind, which could have been a factor in all this.

I was sitting on a farm talking to my brothers. I saw smoke rising in the distance. After a while I could see flames. The fire was getting very high, and soon after, fire engines pulled up near me. I noticed one of the firefighters was my friend's dad, who I haven't seen for years. My mum pulled up, driving a minivan, packed with people I knew. She said everybody was going to visit somebody who lived near where the inferno was, to make sure she was ok. I got in too, and we drove off. The car was packed out with people, and it was a bit of a tight squeeze, but there were enough seats.

Instead of driving towards the fire, which was up the hill a bit, we drove downhill, and ended up at a beach. My mum tried to drive up a sand dune unsuccessfully. Next thing I knew, I was out of the car, standing in the middle of the beach. The sun was setting, and the waves were quite high, but very far away. There was a vast expanse of flat beach between me and the water. I turned round to walk up the beach, but out of the corner of my eye I saw movement. A single wave, about 2 feet high was sweeping silently (and very quickly) up the beach towards me. I tried to outrun it, but it got me. It soaked my phone in my pocket. I recognised the dream sign, and became lucid. I marvelled at how real my cold and wet clothes felt now that the water had receeded. I then had the desire to get off the beach. There was something eerie about standing alone in the middle of such an enormous wide open space in semi-darkness. I'm not agoraphobic in real life, but something wasn't quite right here. I tried to run up to the top of the beach, but I realised I was running but not actually getting anywhere. This was a bit scary, and I just wanted to wake up.

Then I had a false awakening. I was in my bed, and actually thought I had woken up. I was like, "Thank god that's over!" I looked down at my left hand and saw that it was glowing a purply-pink colour. "Shit," I thought. I got out of bed and wandered around to see where I was. I was in what looked like a big hotel room. Except there were no doors or windows, and the walls and floor were made of wood. There wasn't much light, but I could see black square panels around the room. I got a bit closer, and saw that they were holographic pictures. As in, if you moved, the picture changed. What was on them was pictures of my friends' heads. Their heads weren't quite solid, they were grey on a black background. As I moved across the room, they appeared to be shouting something at me quite desperately. I really didn't like this scenario at all. I went to look in a mirror out of curiosity. I was wearing my dressing gown in the mirror, and my hair was a lot shorter than it is now.

I then had another false awakening. I looked at my hand, which had an indeterminate number of fingers. I was getting a bit worried now. I got out of bed and walked out into the room. There was some sort of gameshow going on in the middle. I didn't want to take part, but the host forced me to.

Then I had ANOTHER false awakening. I was really relieved because I thought it was for real this time. I looked at my hand, and it didn't even look like a hand. This time, when I realised I was still dreaming, the music from The Twilight Zone played.

Listen to this shit...

This freaked me right out, and I started shouting things like "Wake up!" and just screaming in general. No such luck.

Yet another FA. This time I was in my own room, trapped in my bed and unable to move. I could hear my mum outside the door. I yelled, "Wake me up! Get in here and wake me up!" She never did come in, and the Twilight Zone music played again.

Another one. I was back in the windowless hotel room. There were two guys doing some measuring. I said, "Fuck this, I'm not playing the game any more," and decided to kill myself. Handily enough, a noose was hanging from the celing. I stood on a desk and put it round my neck. Yep, it's getting a bit heavy! As soon as I jumped off, the scene went into reverse. Everything literally rewound around me, and there was even a "rewinding" indicator at the bottom of my view.

I had, maybe 15 false awakenings, and each time my hand was different. The Twilight Zone music played every time I looked at it. One time it was fat, then the hand of an old man, flashing psychadelically, missing altogether... the list goes on. One time it looked normal until I realised I was actually missing a finger. There was a stump. I nearly shat myself at the music that time. I became increasingly desperate, and even tried holding my breath, in case that meant I was actually holding my breath in real life, and I might wake myself up by nearly suffocating. It didn't work.

Eventually, of course, I did wake up, only 2 or 3 hours after I went to bed. I very reluctantly checked my hand and it was fine. I ran straight out of my room and downstairs. I'm totally exhausted now, and maybe a bit afraid to go back to sleep! Also, still enormously hung over and it's killing me. I really hope I never have a repeat of that episode. Like being stuck in the matrix and not being able to find a fucking phone!

EDIT: Had about 5 DILDs after that last night but each one of them caused a knee-jerk reaction of waking up instantly!

21.11.2009

Nowhere Man (WBTB)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was still sleepy after the last WILD, so I went back to bed with the intention of actually sleeping, you know, for energy and such... lol

I got into another LD without much waiting about this time. I was in the upstairs of what looked like a cross between an office building and university halls of residence. I went into the living room, where there were two pink setees, a neon green rug, and an old-fashioned TV. On one of the settees was a girl I know (fit). There was a woman on her left (who might have been Cheryl Cole!) and a guy on her right, but I ignored them and we got it on.

I have a little bit of missing time, but later on, I was wandering the corridors with the music of "Nowhere Man" by the Beatles playing at an ambient volume. I lay down in the middle of the floor and tried to go to sleep. I'm not sure why I did this, but I was definately still lucid. I know because I wondered what would happen if somebody found me lying here the next morning, but I remembered that was impossible.

I then had a false awakening in a bed in the same building. When I woke up I honestly believed I had been sleeping there, but a cynical part of me thought "Bollocks, no way..." I did a reality check and sure enough, lots of fingers. I got up to find that everybody was out of their rooms and standing in the hall outside mine. I went out and saw they were all eating chocolate fingers. I grabbed a couple and munched away.

After this, the dream got very, very unstable, and I spent several minutes going in and out, and trying to integrate myself into different places. I eventually either woke up or fell into a non-lucid.

21.11.2009

The Pink Panther (WBTB)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

This is the first time I've successfully WILDed!! As in, gone back to bed with the intention of entering a lucid dream, and actually managing it. Unfortunately it took me about an hour and a half after going back to bed before I finally cracked it. I had almost given up and was getting majorly uncomfortable, so I rolled over. I tried to let myself go to sleep normally, but retained just a tiny bit of awareness.

I visualised, quite clearly, myself looking in the mirror. For some reason I was wearing my old school uniform. I tried to take it off, starting with the tie, then the blazer. The blazer is a rough kind of wool and I paid attention to how it felt in my hands. About 2 seconds later I was dreaming. Needless to say, I was incredibly pleased after waiting so long. "Haha, jackpot!" I said. The song which most accurately summed up how I was feeling then was the Pink Panther theme, so I had it play as I swung my blazer around and danced a bit.



I noticed that I was in a supermarket full of people. I couldn't see anyone I knew, so I started walking around (to the beat) looking for something or someone. Along the way (in mid dance move), I glanced at my left hand and was pleased to see that I had about six fingers. This satisfied me greatly and I hummed along with the Pink Panther tune. Just for the sake of touching stuff, I picked up what seemed to be a small rubber ring and squeezed it, before trying to drop kick it. Apparently my dream coordination is just as bad as in real life, because I scuffed it, and it only rolled away. I thought, "Thank god this is a dream, if I was strutting around this cockily in real life then missed a kick like that I'd have to go die in a hole with embarassment!"

I woke up here. Tried to DEILD but no luck. I was kind of discouraged the past few days with lack of success, but at least I know I can actually WILD- I'm back on track! This was definitely one of my most vivid LD's, I'll have to practice this method.

19.11.2009

Lucid Fragment (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was hella-wasted last night so I barely dreamt- or I just can't remember dreaming much. I did have one dream for sure though, where I became lucid for an extended period of time.

Suddenly I was lucid. I have no memory of the events preceeding this, but I was at the top of many flights of stairs. I hopped over the railing and fell down the space in the middle right to the bottom. A bit of bad recall here...
I was in the house of someone I knew, but cannot now remember. I know that this person was male. I showed him some levitation, which I wasn't very good at, but he was impressed anyway. I realised I had been lucid for quite a while now, and as a mental exercise I tried to recall what led me to this place. i.e. my dream memory. I know I remembered how I got there, but I don't know what I remembered... if that makes any sense.

EDIT: I just remembered more! In my friend's house, I did a reality check. I found I was able to put the fingers of my right hand through the palm of my left. Fascinating!

16.11.2009

WILD Attempt 2 (WILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I woke up at 6am to try a WILD, and had a little more success than last time. I had a false awakening in my old house. It was nearly completely dark but I knew where I was because of the position of the bed against the wall and facing away from the window. Oddly, it wasn't this that told me I was lucid. I checked my hands and had no idea how many fingers I had. The dream wasn't very stable, so I decided to shout "Stabilise!" -They say that works! It probably would have worked, but I don't think my body was relaxed enough and I woke up for real.

16.11.2009

Kicked Out of WWE (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was at a leisure centre to go swimming. However, the pool was in the middle of a concert arena, and there were thousands of seats around the outside. I already had my shorts on, so I walked down the steps to the pool. The steps were irregularly spaced horizontally, so I had to do sort of a leaping jog to get down.
I was in the pool for a while, chatting to someone I knew, but cannot now remember. I wasn't really "swimming", more sort of floating about at the shallow end. Then I bumped against a wall and felt something in my pocket. To my horror, I realised I had left my phone in my pocket. I climbed out of the pool thinking, "Shitshitshitshit..." However, when I checked for damage, the phone worked fine, and barely even had any water on it. I really should have noticed this mega-obvious dream sign! It happens all the time. I walked back up the steps I had come in from to leave my phone somewhere safe. When I got to the top, I saw a family I knew. I asked if I could leave my phone with their stuff, and explained the miracle of it having gone in the pool and survived. I am a bloody moron. I then went back down to the pool.

A little bit of missing memory here, the next thing I remember was sitting in a seat (still in the stadium), watching wrestling. The pool had been covered over and there was now a ring in the middle. I think this was brought on from watching an episode of South Park which was about wrestling. The whole stadium was filled with people, there were probably about 15,000. I stood up and started jumping about excitedly (which is weird, I don't even like wrestling), knocking into people. One of the burly security guards, who was wearing a light blue t-shirt said something along the lines of "Alright, that's it, you're coming with me!" and he escorted me up the steps out of the stadium. I became lucid here, probably because that sort of thing never happens to me. The security guard was going back inside, leaving me at the top of the steps. I thought, "Fuck this guy, I'll do whatever the hell I want!" So I ran at the steps, very fast, and took a leap off the top. I soared for about 10 metres, and landed halfway down. I took another running jump from one of the longer steps and this time I flew over a large section of the crowd. I landed on my front, on top of a load of people in their seats. What happened next was a sort of crowd-surfing situation crossed with sledging. The seats were tiered, so I surfed downhill on top of people until I came to a stop at an empty seat, which I slid smoothly into, as if nothing had happened. Another security guard saw me, and chased me back up the steps and outside again.

I was thinking of more ingenious ways to screw with the security guys, and I was suddenly compelled to run and slam into a nearby wall. I knew, somehow, that on the other side of the wall was a bull enclosure, housing thousands of bulls, which were somehow important for the show. It was very cramped in the bull room, and as I bumped at my side, I moved one bull. This caused a massive chain reaction which ended up making every single bull stampede out the other side of the enclosure and into the stadium. They burst out at the highest tier of seats, and stampeded over thousands of people. The destruction was awesome. The security guards had no idea what to do. I was very satisfied, and told my story to people outside the stadium. I lost lucidity near the end.

09.11.2009

Diving for Treasure (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

The dream started with two guys sitting in a castle trying to roll a joint. They were trying to smoke a dead mouse. The dead mouse was stolen from the ingredients cupboard of an evil wizard who lived in the castle. He often kept people as slaves, and these two were his current ones. The men were then summoned (by a booming voice) to the wizard's room. The castle was dilapidated in general, but the wizard's room was the worst. It had no celing, and most of the walls were broken down around it. There was snow on the floor and a blue aura of coldness. The wizard was enraged when he saw the mouse-joint, and blasted the slave holding it out of the room. The other ran after him. The booming voice then said that all slaves were to head down to the lake to search for treasure for the wizard.

This is the first part where I became involved in the dream. It was a difficult walk to the lake. Me and about 7 other people had to cross over the top of a high, rocky ridge. When we got to the top we could see the lake. I said something to the effect of, "Jesus fuck, we won't find anything in a lake that size!"





Everyone seemed to automatically know that whatever we were looking for would be on the very bottom. The lake was really deep, and we didn't have any diving gear. I decided to run and dive into the water to get a head start. I took a run up and jumped off a small cliff, superman style. As soon as I left the edge, I saw that the drop was a lot greater than I thought. In fact, I had misjudged my dive so much that I was going to land in the shallow area by the shore, where the water was only inches deep. What shocked me into lucidity here was that when I landed, I wasn't dead or in any pain. I jumped up in the air and took off gliding over the surface of the water. I had a bit of trouble with this, because it seemed I could only glide like a paper aeroplane, rather than control my altitude. I ended up back in the water, and immediately went down to the very bottom. It was murky, muddy and dark at that depth, and I could just about make out some other people in the distance searching for something. I felt sorry for them because they were having to come up for air, whereas I could breathe. When I resurfaced, the rest of the people in the lake were being forced to swim and find whatever the wizard wanted by a fat woman with a kind of cattle prod. She looked like pure evil, and would shock anyone who came into the shallows for a rest. She was cackling maniacally as she did this. I vowed to get her. I submerged again (I could move faster underwater) and kicked off the ground in such a way that I would come up right beneath her. I was exactly right, and resurfaced at her back. I grabbed her hair with one hand, and shoulder with the other. With my right foot, I kicked her in the spine, breaking her in half.

After this encounter, I tried to teach the other DC's how to breathe underwater. I said, "I'm able to do this because I know I'm actually sleeping safely at home and can't drown!" Turned out this made me lose lucidity because while I was demonstrating, my subconcious convinced me that I was sleepwalking in the dream, and I was only able to breathe underwater because I was asleep and didn't need as much oxygen.

06.11.2009

Attack of the Giant Hand (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was the character of Chev Chelios from the "Crank" movies. I was in a car chase- I was doing the chasing. Some woman was talking to me in an earpiece I was wearing, telling me where to go. I reached a huge spaghetti juntion, and the car I was chasing sped off up a ramp, which had a barrier put in front of it immediately, preventing me from going that way. The voice in my ear told me to keep following the road I was on; it would lead me to the same junction as the other car was approaching from a different direction.





As I got closer to this junction, I began to question my driving skills. In real life, I can't drive, and I quickly lost confidence in my ability. It was the fact that I was driving which slowly brought me to lucidity. (Becoming lucid in this case was not as immediate as the colour change implies!)

I discovered that I could have fun driving, and totally forgot about the people I was chasing. I weaved between lanes, pissing off other drivers, and had several near-misses. Before long, it was getting dark and I was driving in countryside. There was a narrow bridge going over a river that my car could just about fit over (turns out it was a 4x4), and I put the boot down to fly over it. As, I landed, I saw a white van pulling out of a field to my right, and I had to swerve dangerously to miss it. I ended up flipping the car into a field on the left. It landed upright however, and undamaged. By some miracle it stopped just before hitting a caravan which was parked beside me. I was a bit shaken, and decided to take a rest in the back seat. It was now night time.

I happened to glance out the left window, and saw a horrifying sight. It was a giant, disembodied hand, crawling over the top of the caravan. It was like a giant (non-green) version of the hand from the Addams Family. It was scuttling about like a huge spider, then it made right for me. I was shit scared, and although I knew I could make it disappear if I wanted, it seemed like less effort to force myself awake. For half a second, I could see the spider-hand on the car window "overlaid" on my duvet. Kinda weird.

06.11.2009

X-Factor (DEILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

After waking up from my previous dream, I gave it another go. This time it was incredibly easy to go straight back in. I remembered a technique I had used in a previous WILD attempt, where I imagined my dream body rhythmically pressing buttons. I did this again, and a dream formed up around me in a few seconds.

I felt a real sense of "entering the matrix", where I was lost for a fraction of a second, then zoom I was in. I had arrived in my friend's house after a night out. We went into the front porch and were greeted by my friend's mum. I said, "Hey, how's it going?" to her, and she replied, "Not bad, John, not bad." With that she turned around and walked into the living room, where my friend's family were watching the X-Factor. God I hate the X-Factor... Like before, I wanted to do something outrageous, but I was scared to, in case this was real life. I don't know my friend's family well at all, and I think it might have been my nervousness that stopped me trying to bust through a wall or something. I thought, "If this is real life, I will look like a proper dick if I try anything!" I leant over the settee to look at the TV, and experienced a false awakening.

EDIT: The previous paragraph was curiously precognitive. That exact situation happened in real life a couple of days later. I had never been at that friend's house after a night out before, so it was quite a coincidence! No doubt my mind was just simulating a possible scenario which, if I thought about it at the time, was quite likely to come true.

This was my first proper false awakening where I was in my own house and I actually got up out of bed to test if I was awake. I'm not sure if I should do this section in dream colour or lucid colour, it was something in-between. I threw my bedclothes off me and got up. Looking down at my hands, I was surprised to find there were actually the correct number of fingers on each! This really confused me, as I was pretty sure I was still asleep (or maybe sleepwalking!). Everything was blurry and the room started spinning slowly. I became very dizzy and stumbled around the room bumping into walls and my TV- but staying on my feet. -This is how I know for sure it was a false awakening; if I was stubling around my room I would most certainly have hit the deck because half my floorspace is covered in piles of clothes and unpacked suitcases! These were absent at the time, but there when I woke up for real. I think I fell back into a normal dream.