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It has been ages since I've posted here, but I figured I'd do so since I had a lucid dream this morning and have been lurking around the forum again recently. November has actually been a fairly productive lucid dreaming month for me so far, with 5 WILDs (4 of which all happened in one morning) and 2 DILDs, including this morning's. I've been doing fairly well with my various clarity, focus, and awareness exercises for the most part this month, until this morning, when I completely spaced on doing them in-dream.

I'll just do a copy/paste from my private Lucid Dreaming journal on Dreamwidth. It's pretty long because I'm trying to get in as much detail as I can, as well as gauging my progress.

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This one was a semi-accidental (I'm actually not going to call this accidental, since I did induce it with a MILD technique) lucid dream. I say semi because before I went to bed, I decided to try something with my melatonin by holding it in my hand and telling it that it was a lucid dreaming aid, that it would give me intensely vivid dreams, that it would make me remember my dreams, and that it would make me become lucid. I essentially created a placebo from it, though melatonin also has been known to give me vivid dreams anyway. I did this for a few moments before taking it, then went to bed normally, reading a novel for awhile before turning out the light. I think I may have done an affirmation before going to sleep, but I don't really remember. My intention was to use WBTB in the morning, which I ended up doing anyway after I woke from this DILD, but didn't have a lucid dream after-- although I nearly became lucid in one of my later-morning dreams, actually trying (unsuccessfully) to WILD from a dream in which I was sitting in a cafe with a friend. So it was still on my mind.

Anyway, around six a.m. or so, I had a DILD. I don't remember when or how I got lucid in it, but it started out in a hospital. I left and flew to the street my current house is on. It was nighttime. I was lucid by this time, and I decided I wanted to try some horseback riding in my dream. I wasn't sure how I could find a horse and get it saddled up in time to actually ride it, so I contemplated this for a moment before deciding on a strategy. I reached into my pocket with the expectation of finding a cell phone, and when I found it, I dialed with the expectation of speaking to a stable hand, who I named on the spot (I don't remember what I named him). He answered, and I said, "Hello, ______! Can you get Mystic saddled up and ready to go for me?" I also named the horse on the spot. The stable hand was amenable, so I hung up the phone and proceeded to attempt a teleportation to the stable. I was quite proud of how I had created the scenario.

Here's where I went wrong, though-- I didn't have a clear image of the stable in my mind. When I just sort of half-ass the visualizations, they don't work. I closed my eyes and tried to visualize to teleport, but I wound up back in the hospital I'd been in during the beginning of my dream. I decided to try to find out why my subconscious was taking me there instead of where I wanted to go, so I walked around a bit, looking for dream characters who might be able to tell me.

I came on an elderly man sitting in a chair. A red-haired nurse, a little plump and maybe in her late thirties, was standing next to him. The man looked very familiar, to I took that as a sign that I should speak to him.

I asked him if he was a dream guide. "Of a sort," he said. The nurse acted a bit huffy, but in a lighthearted, teasing sort of way, that I was ignoring her.

I apologized to her and asked their names. The man's name was Agnus, and the red-haired nurse gave her name too but I don't remember it. It *might* have been Cora or Carol or something starting with a C. Agnus explained that in real life, they were tied to a chair.

"Tied...to...a... chair..." I echoed, bemused. He didn't elaborate, though. I woke soon after.

Overall clarity/awareness/mindfulness: 4 or 5. I didn't do any of my clarity exercises, having not prepared properly beforehand. However, I was lucid enough to do some problem-solving, working out a way to create a horse saddled and ready to ride, which worked until I failed at the teleportation.

Vividness: Between 5 and 7. It wasn't exceptionally vivid, in the hyper-realistic sense, partly because my lucidity was fairly low-level. But it was pretty sharp and realistic.


Real life memory within dream: 3, only because I remembered that I lived on my current street rather than the one I grew up on, which has a tendency to recur in my dreams. I didn't remember any of my exercises or goals, with the exception of a passing thought about a dream guide when I was talking to Agnus.


Situational awareness ("this doesn't usually happen in reality"): 7 maybe. I knew I was dreaming, knew everything I was experiencing and everyone I was talking to were generated by my dreaming mind. But I didn't really do any compare/contrast work.


Control: I'd say it was at 9 during the cell phone call, but it dropped to a 1 when I tried to teleport. I seem to have mixed results with teleportation still, and it depends on how vividly I can visualize something.

Dream length: 6. A bit longer since I was more deeply asleep.

Dream memory when waking: Between 6 and 7. My memory was patchy at first as I lay in bed trying to recall it, but when I started writing it down in my bedside dream journal more details surfaced.

Additional notes: With the exception of forgetting to do any clarity exercises at all, I'd consider this a pretty successful and interesting DILD. I didn't work on any of my pre-ordained goals, but I just wanted to have a little fun, so that was okay. I'll be working on visualizing things while awake more often. I'll also more firmly set my goals before I go to bed at night (including my clarity exercises) so I can work with them if I go lucid without WBTB. Also, one of my ultimate goals is to succeed with traveling to persistent realms. (That link is amazing and so inspiring!) I really need to work on my clarity though.

LD 100 - Teleporting Bed and Slow Rain Personal goal attempt #17

I'm at my parents' place and wake up in my bed. The bed is in the hallway near the bathroom. My brother is still up, eating and watching TV. He sees me and is a bit confused why I'm there. I'm confused too. I go back to my room, jump in the bed and fall asleep.

I dream about watching a Rocket League match with my dad. The map is a set of floating islands. The real game isn't like this. A car flips and slides off the map. I tell my dad that as long as the wheels touch a surface, they are fine.

I wake up again. This time my bed is in the room my dad usually works in. I find this weird. I see dad sitting on the other side of the room just looking at me.

"Don't you find it weird that I just appeared here?" I ask him.

He shrugs and doesn't say anything. I look at my hand and count seven fingers. I look back at my dad.

"Well that explains it, should have started with that."

Dad just smiles. I get up and decide to stabilize first by touching things. I'm in my brother's old room all of a sudden. I touch a lamp shade. It's white and looped strings hang from it. I roll the strings between my fingers and it feels like it should. This lamp was in my brother's room, but was removed many years ago. The entire room was like a time machine to 2004. Strangely detailed memory...

There was a DC sitting in the room. Might have been my father or a random man, I didn't focus on him. I walked towards the door of the room. My personal goal was clear on my mind. I didn't tell the door where it had to take me. I was confident I would find my way to the Frozen planet without forcing it. So I just expected the door to lead me somewhere cool. It led exactly where it does in real life. Didn't bother me. The doorway to the kitchen was partially covered with winter coats. I walked to the kitchen.

"I'm a teleporter." I said out loud to gain confidence.

I looked out the window and tried to teleport outside. I failed and used the door instead. So far the dream has been quiet and empty like my lucid dreams usually are. It was hard to say what time of day it was. No direct sunlight, but it wasn't dark either. As I walked further from the house, I noticed there were more apple trees next to the house and they led to a forest that isn't there in waking life. It wasn't raining in the driveway, but it rained under the apple trees. An unnatural, slow and uniform rain with tiny green apples falling along with the raindrops. The tiny apples were the size of peas. Some sunlight shined through the mysterious forest, illuminating individual raindrops too. I got a strong sense of the dream wanting me to go that direction, so I made my way past the apple trees. The rain was gentle like snow, I could barely feel it hitting me. I looked around for a portal of some kind. Then I heard my phone notification sound. My focus was removed from the dream when I worried who would send me a message at this time. I lost the dream and woke up. No messages irl, my SC made the noise!

LD 101 - Unkillable Murderer
A serial killer had kidnapped me. I had managed to beat him in a fight and hid his body among a pile of other stuff. Someone was at his door. For absolutely no reason, I decided to act like I was the serial killer. I opened the door. A man asked for some money I had promised. I looked around the house for it and found some envelope with debit cards and codes. I gave that to the man outside and he started looking through it.

Suddenly the serial killer was alive again and behind me. The scene changed around us. We were in my parents' place, in my old bedroom. The man who I gave the money had a scalpel now. I thought he would defend me, but he was the first to attack. He threw the scalpel straight into my open mouth and it stuck out from the back of my head. I fell down dead. But I was still there. I pulled myself back from the darkness and rose from the ground. The two men in front of me looked very surprised. "Boo!" I said casually. I no longer feared them. But the knife stuck in my mouth was annoying me. I tried to pull it out, but it wasn't budging. I wasn't focusing on the dream or stabilizing, the dream ended fairly fast.

Abandoned house.

I'm wandering around some creepy abandoned place with some younger guy. I become lucid because it reminds me of dream memories of a house that had endless hidden rooms. I say to the boy with me that if we search the basement it will lead to an endless house. We go down to the basement, instead of endless rooms, there is immutable barriers that are hard to get through.

The boy says we have to go back upstairs. We go upstairs and I start looking at my hands, flipping them over to see if they change. The only thing I notice is that they look pixelated like I'm watching it on an old TV. The next part of the dream seems blurry, but we go through a door like in the dark tower movie. On the other side is a path with a green hill by it. I see eleven from stranger things standing there and smiling at me. I get pretty confused and I can't recall more.

Searching

I'm outside in the daytime by a large building with some guy. I become lucid for no reason. I tell the guy that it's a dream. He says, "Thanks." I just take off flying a bit. I circle the building a bit and then land. I try the time dilation method for a while. I only count past 30 a bit and then jump. I know i can only try it once per dream.

I decide to look for Jamie again. I run around calling her name. I go through doors but none of them lead to where she is. I take to a suburban street. It doesn't change, so I decide to fly into a bedroom window in a random house. A boy is in the room and he runs downstairs. I follow him and walk past a living room where hear a woman talking to the boy.

I go back out through the front door and run down the street to see if I can find jamie's dream. The house isn't showing up like last time. I get a bit flustered and then the dream ends.

2017, 11-20

The Dark Tower – The Final Drawing

I am in a grassy area with a couple of other people I recognize. Roland Deschain, Eddie Dean, and Susanna Dean are all there. They seem surprised as if I have just appeared out of nowhere. I in a Dark Tower dream. I wonder if MoSh is around somewhere. I don’t see him. We are following a very old road. I see Susanna has learned to use her Witchblade legs well. She is walking with confidence. Eddie is walking beside her holding her arm, but it is not to help her keep balance. It’s because they are in love. We keep going and come to a grassy hill. There are stones standing around it. Roland says this is a speaking circle. He says there will be a demon there and it will be either male or female. He says if it is a female, he will have to keep it distracted while Eddie does what he has to do. He says if it’s male, then Detta Walker would be better suited to it… or me. He says he doesn’t know whether I would be able to deal with a demon or not. I tell him I can kick the demon’s ass. He says it’s not that simple. He says the demons only weakness is sex. He says that is both its strength and it weakness. I tell him that if the demon is a male I’ll rip his dick off and shove it so far up his ass that he’ll be giving himself a blowjob. Roland seems to think I’m not quite understanding correctly.

We soon come to the circle. We enter into it, and Eddie takes out what looks like a sharp stick. I’m thinking that he is going to stake the demon through the heart as if it was a vampire. I blurt that I didn’t realize we were dealing with vampires. Then I can’t help but laugh. Roland thinks I’m losing it. Eddie goes over to a spot slightly up the side of the hill. He starts drawing in the ground. His stick is sharp enough to cut through the grass and into the dirt. Roland is insisting that the only way to keep the demon off of Eddie will be for one of us to have sex with it. I’m sitting there thinking there will be nothing gained by Eddie drawing pictures in the dirt while the rest of us fuck demons. I sense that there is something approaching. I wonder if it is the demon? We wait for a bit as Eddie draws. Something is approaching us from beyond the circle of stones. Many somethings. Was Roland wrong in thinking there is only one demon? Perhaps we will all have demons to fuck. But these are not demons, or not as far as I can tell. These are those cloaked things from earlier. It looks like masses of darkness concealed in cloaks. Shadow demons, though they are not actual demons.

There are many of the cloaked figures. They are circling around the speaking circle. I wonder what they are doing here. I step out of the circle and ask one of them what they want here? The one that I spoke to says they want for Roland to turn ‘it’ over. I asked what ‘it’ is? The cloaked figure says Roland knows. I tell the cloaked figure I have something that I will give it… but it won’t like it. The figure says there are too many of them here, this time there is no way we can win. We should just hand over what they want or everyone here will face a fate far worse than death. Before I can answer this, Roland answers for me. He pulls out his gun and blows the thing’s head off. That seems surprisingly effective for something that looks like a shadow demon. I tell the next one I am in full agreement with Roland’s answer. If they don’t want to be destroyed they had better leave. The only response I get is a hollow laughter. I notice absently that it started pouring rain, but I am barely noticing the wet. It is time to kick some ass.

The cloaked to figure had been right… There are too many of them. So I will even the odds a bit. Divide by Disturbed will have to do the trick. “I’m going to tear a big hole in what is to be, to end all this infatuation with unity. I’m seeking my salvation alone again, I never needed to be one if you anyway. Don’t want to be another player losing in this game, I’m trying to impress upon you that we’re not the same. My own individuality is so unique, I am one impressive motherfucker now wouldn’t you say?“ then with each repetition of the word divide in the chorus I split in two. So it goes from 2 to 4 to 8 to 16… “You might say that I’m the last one standing! And though you try you’ll never find a way to break me! You might say that I’m sick of being stuck in the crowd, I hear the sirens but they’re never going to take me!“ Now that there are 16 of me I form my right arm into an Alex Mercer blade. All of my duplicates do the same. We now have the entire speaking ring surrounded, and there’s no way the cloaked figures can approach Eddie, Roland, or Susanna. Then I hear Roland say the demon is coming as well. I’m a little busy though. Susanna says it is a male, then calls out to someone I can’t see that the pussy is over here. I kind of tuned him out for now. I remember they were able to handle the demon in the book, but these clocked figures aren’t supposed to be here. So all 16 of me start cutting down the cloaked figures where ever they stand.

I take a glance over towards Eddie. He has completely drawn a door in the ground and is drawing a knob. The door knob becomes three-dimensional, and there is a keyhole. He sticks his wooden key in and tries to turn. It won’t budge. It looks like he’s about to freak out. It looks like Susanna is having some pretty wild sex. Although I think she may be the one in command of it. I can sense something on her that seems to be trying to pull away. Eddie pulls out a knife and makes a very delicate cut on the key. There are a couple more cloaked things left, and they seem to be trying to get away. I am thinking that this should not be allowed. Before they can get very far I use the tendrils of Alex Mercer to impale both of them and tear them apart. With all of the cloaked figures gone, all 16 of me merge back into one. Eddie has turned the key, and the door is opening. Roland pulls Susanna over near the door. He says that when he tells her, she should let go of the demon. I look through the door, and I see MoSh. He is coming up a hallway with a boy. That must be Jake. It looks like the house has come to life around them. There is a monster with several large holes in its face, and it looks pissed. It has a huge gaping mouth that looks like it’s ready to eat anything can get a hold of. That’s when Roland tells Susanna to let go of the demon. He tells MoSh to duck, and then he grabs something invisible from Susanna and throws it into the hallway. MoSh ducks down and the demon goes straight the monster’s gaping mouth.

MoSh and Jake come up and out of the door. This point the door slams shut. And then it turns back into a drawing. The rain is quickly washing that drawing away. MoSh has been helping Jake along, and it looks like Jake got hurt somewhere. His leg is pretty messed up. It doesn’t look difficult to heal however. I focus healing energy through Jake’s leg. We are all getting hopelessly soaked. It is pouring rain, though this seems to be the first time I’ve noticed how wet I am. MoSh is wanting to know who the fuck these cloaked things are anyway? Maybe I should’ve kept one of them alive so that we could find something out from it… but dead shadow demons tell no tales. Maybe I’ll be able to keep that in mind next time. I’m feeling a little strange, right now I am wanting to get mad at Roland and tell him that he needs to open up another door so that I can get out of my prison. Whatever cause that reaction, I don’t know. But I don’t get to find out because everything fades and I wake up.

I am in a room of my old house, the floor tiles are rose, I realize that this is a dream. I try to float, I lean forward my upper body and my feet lift up behind, I say to myself go a little bit up because my face is too close to the floor. I float to the living room and I say to myself this is definitively a dream because the sofa is not place like that. I float down the stairs and I arrive in the kitchen but there is an object blocking the exit to go outside, I say to myself as it is a dream I can make it disappear but I’m affaire I will wake up by doing this. So I get out from another exit, I see a white car, so I tell to myself let's take the car, so I open the gate but two dogs escape from the house(those dogs seem from a famous Youtuber) and are blocking my passage, my mom start calling those dogs back, and I’m starting to feel waking up and losing control, so I run directly to the car and try to turn on the car but woke up.

Comment: The floating was special in this one.

#WBTB Method

I was woken up by my daughter who's not feeling well. I attended to her and then returned to the kitchen where I thought about stacking the dishwasher. I picked up some random items and stood there for a while ...

Nah.

I ate a banana, cos I was kind of hungry and thought about whether to get up or go back to bed.

It was 4am.

I was planning to be up between 5 and 6, so going back to bed risked oversleeping. And I wasn't feeling tired.

I got back into bed to tinker with my new old mobile phone and go back to sleep. I downloaded some apps, including Instagram and Twitter, which is where I ended up. Read some tweets and then tweeted about #wbtb and then read some more. Twitter didn't work properly on the phone.

Finally, the light and tapping noises seemed to be disturbing my wife's sleep, so I set the device aside and lay down.

I focused on relaxing and staying aware of how I was feeling.

I counted every breath.

I was surprised to find that I was feeling very, very, very relaxed, with my body feeling heavy and almost paralysed, but still aware. I was surprised because I'm normally asleep before noticing this.

I reached 12 before losing count and being immersed in a pleasurable slumber. It felt like being aware of being asleep. Not aware of dreaming. Is lucid sleeping a thing? Just being asleep and aware of being asleep.

I could feel the mattress and the blanket and my body. I'm not sure if I couldn't move or didn't want to. It was peaceful and safe; moving was the last thing on my mind.

Everything was very dark grey and close, like the world was soft around me. I was looking around, so I figured that I was in a dream now. I suppose I was in a kind of doorway to the dream, because there was only sensation. Nothing to see at all except very dark grey.

I heard my daughter in the kitchen then and she called to me, so I prepared to go to her, disappointed to be roused from bed again ... except I was standing up, leaning against a chest of drawers.

I walked very carefully across the dark room and considered whether I was sleeping because I had been lying down under the covers earlier and I didn't remember standing up.

Caution seemed wise. I went out into the kitchen, but the kitchen wasn't there. It was a coach station.

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The key things that I think contributed to lucidity:

Not being tired
Eating a banana - at the time, I thought it might help with lucid dreaming. I imagine the thought was more powerful than the banana.
Reading, looking after daughter, doing something for 30 mins instead of going straight back to sleep.
Reading about dreams
Tweeting about lucid dreaming

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In the dream, I'm thinking about what to post on Twitter.

Focus Dean!

I'm sure there was something I was meant to do in my next lucid dream...

Now I'm holding two samurai swords. I spin them round a little bit, but it seems to obvious. I think I should explore a bit.

A coach is reversing over grey concrete, performing a laborious three-point turn.

At the end of the coach station that is nearest me, two teachers are sitting at cluttered desks. They call some young students over. A boy who is clearly not interested in being here comes over and collects a drawing from the male teacher. The drawing contains his results for his exam.

He walks off with it without even looking at it.

"Hey," I say. "Can I see that? I'm interested."

He hands it over, looking like he's expecting to fail.

I'd like to tell him that he's done well, but I can't understand this evaluation at all. It just looks like a kid's drawing. It's not even a good one.

"Well done, kid," I say. "It'll be okay." And I hand it back to him.

He takes it and just looks at me. He doesn't even shrug. Then he walks away, sort of swallowed by darkness.

I catch the eye of the male teacher. He doesn't say anything either, but he looks at me as if to say: "You see? This is what we're dealing with here on a daily basis."

I lose the dream here for a while, but I remember thinking about flying or doing a super jump, but again, I didn't want to do anything obvious.

I end up outside with my wife who is gardening. I was thinking about gardening in waking life earlier and I make the connection in the dream.

A friend arrives. She's brought us gardening gloves. I smile at her, delighted, but she avoids my gaze. At first, I think she's being modest about her gift, but then I think that maybe I've misconstrued the situation.

I start to suspect that these are not gifts but only a loan.

As I have the thought, she glances at me, as if she heard it and is agreeing.

Under my gaze, the gloves degenerate; holes appear in the fingers and palms.



I'm aware of my body in bed and I shift to get more comfortable. I'm still in the dream, but it closes on me and again it goes dark grey. There is no up or down, just comfort and gentle floating.

In the darkness I hear my wife getting out of bed.

The light comes on.

DJ Log: November 17, 2017 – 4:00AM (USA Eastern)
• NON-DREAM • NOTES • DREAM • LUCID •

(Note: First lucid moment in a long time. Also, first recall for a few months.)

I am standing in an empty cement block building and for no apparent/recalled reason, I suddenly realize I am dreaming. I think for a second, "What are you supposed to do in a lucid? Oh yeah, fly." ...So I fly around the room for a little while before waking up. When I wake up, I'm kinda mad that I wasted a perfectly lucid moment just flying around inside an empty room.

In this dream I was non lucid on a train. When I heard the next stop would be an amusement park and saw the last people exit before the door shut I panicked. Shouting for help as everything went dark. Once it was fully dark I became aware it was a dream and thought of Kiro.

However, I ended up on a bed in my old house where a figure surrounded with water flew towards me and attempted to kiss me. I felt like I couldn't breathe though so I tried pushing it away till I realized I didn't need to panic. Since it wasn't real water i was breathing just fine. It worked but i still didn't want it kissing me though. After getting it to move away I woke up.

Venting helped somewhat I think.

First Dream

I was in a room removing eye contacts from my eye, that turned out to be plastic and messed up along the edges.I remember thinking how weird it was and was concerned if it hurt my eye.(I don't wear contacts in WL)

Second Dream


I was focusing on becoming lucid while my other attention was on the presence of my dream guide. As I focused I became lucid than took note of what was in front of me. A neon pink/purple rectangular screen with the outline of a ship on it. I noticed that it wasn't aligned in front of me perfectly so I moved my view till it was right in the middle. A white room than began to form until the dream shifted and I was in my room.

There was a round silver machine that reminds me of R2d2 next to me that I saw in the corner of my view. I didn't want it present though so I ignored it and focused on the door. I made a round disk appear and kept the door shut with it because I tend to get distracted by disturbing thoughts sometimes. Afterwards I thought of Eye until the dream shifted again.

I was now in a room similar to my room but there was a cream colored/orange wall that had the shadow of a moving tree on it. Mostly its leaves. I thought it symbolized the November time of year than looked away to focus on summoning Eye. I heard his voice but than felt myself teleport and appeared in space where a alien was trying to get me to start its tubular ship like in a past dream. I decided to ignore it though and suddenly Eye appeared flying a purple motorcycle through the sky.

When he reached me, he grabbed me than brought us back to the previous room.Paying close attention to his outer appearance I began to feel warmth. Than I pay more attention to his Eyes and noticed that his Eyes were a very dark blue. I was going to ask him something than and there but than I changed my mind and just hugged him while he snickered. When I stopped I pondered if I should have summoned Dawn instead.Woke up after that.

The dream was set like some type of video game. It combined elements of survival and building games, things that wouldn't look out of place in games like Minecraft of Space Engineers. I was building an underground city focused around mining and doing an incredibly good job. The planet I was mining seemed to offer a near endless wealth of mineral resources and my city was expanding at a rapid pace.

At some point we dug into something and I became scared. I ordered an evacuation of the city, and ordered the last of my engineers to build a wall that sealed the city off from the outside world.

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I at some point in the future returned. I was no longer in a commanding position, but rather just myself, leading a small party of characters to investigate my lost city and see if anything was salvageable. We came across the wall, but I had intentionally incorporated a weak point that you only needed to remove a few components in order to get back inside. I opened the wall and we entered into an overlook space that I had built very early in the city's construction. A small portion of the roof had collapsed and sunlight and water poured into the cavernous city below. Vines and plantlife grew freely over the huge industrial processing center, and numerous buildings jutted from the side of the cavern which had began to crumble.

We explored for some time when we came across workers being held hostage by some creatures. I felt bad that they had been left behind in my hasty retreat from the city and they said that there were others; and that we needed to fight back and get everyone out of here. It was their belief that my choice to abandon the city was a cowardly one; we could have won. But now that the mining city had decayed and the workers had been trapped for so long, they were ready to abandon it, but getting out meant we had to fight the thing that I was afraid of.

The workers found spaceships which we could use to fly through the mining tunnels to escape; the mining tunnels were really that large. The front of the ships was a long vertical rectangular prism with a rounded front, and the back was an array of four large engines on pods. Everyone began boarding the ships and found weapons with which to fight the creatures. Because of the distinctive shape of the front of these ships, I began internally calling them 'thumb drive ships', cause they reminded me in shape of a flash drive.

Something moaned deep within the cave and I remembered why I had been scared of it. A huge pale white human face started advancing down the mining tunnel. It opened its mouth and teeth came out which detached and became attack craft. The ships we were flying launched our own fighters, which I remember being distinctly plus-shaped with four wings going off in all directions around a central cupola module.

Things quickly devolved into an absolutely vicious battle. I became lucid and realized that the face was nothing to be afraid of. I ran out onto the top of one of the thumb drive ships and took off on fire jets, weaving my way about the dogfights and flinging fireballs at the enemy 'tooth' spaceships. I then turned to the huge face which was now advancing on the city and it smiled creepily. I decided I would attack it in the eye and flew straight towards it getting ready to punch. I flew right into the pupil, never hitting anything and everything went black. I became aware that I was now in a black void and I was losing the dream. I woke up.

Got a (surprise and surprisingly long) DILD to and dreamlets to note. Besides these, there was also one dream earlier in the morning, though I can't recall much at the moment.

Scrap Group 1
Vague memories of being in a torch-lit temple.

Dream 1 - Two Twilights

The visuals were pretty clear. I was walking around a shoddy urban area during twilight.

At one point, I stop by near the remnants of an abandoned apartment building, almost entirely stripped down to its support frames. A massive renovation was underway, of which the main stairway and a canopy were being worked on at the time. I'd entertained the thought of buying the place for whatever reason, if only briefly. My daydreaming of that almost caused me to stumble into the others' work, so I left.

Later, I cut through a gas station's lot. It seemed there was an abundance of armed security. Of them, some looked and sounded like what I perceived as West African military men. One of said men with a clipboard and glasses walked around asking passerby's questions, including whether one has participated in armed service. Not seeing any point to that, I hurried away, and almost got run over by a truck for my trouble.

I eventually end up in a less shabby urban area, a neighborhood to which I supposedly resided. A group of Japanese middle school kids walked by and towards a nearby white apartment building. One girl seemed very familiar. In dream, she was just a friendly neighbor's kid that I'd routinely walk upstairs. When in the building, I spontaneously began meditating while floating around crosslegged. The girl and her friends asked many questions on such. As I reflected, I finally realized the dream state.

While remaining seated, I flew out the nearest window and to the roof. The sun had arisen over a clear sky. I continued meditating, focusing on the blue horizon. I then launched myself to the distance, though with constant intermissions of reclarifying/restabilizing the environment.

Soon, I arrived in the middle of the ocean, hovering several feet above the water. Had thoughts on the TOTM, though these were muddled by false memories. Cue a fruitless search for an island. Eventually, I do find a tiny empty landmass. It's there that I try the telekinesis/shape changing task. Try as I may, I couldn't even move a single grain of sand. Got bored, so I took off.

Not long after, I landed on the streets of a beachside plaza, where I took a stroll by the shores. I was debating on which task to do next, when big waves toppled me backwards. The tides grew fiercer with time. Before long, a massive tidal wave was forming, large enough to destroy the area. I, through desperation, magically held the torrent in its place. After that, controlling that water was surprisingly easy. I had it wobble around for a moment, and, on a whim, froze it instantly. I then smoothed the ice wall into a flat surface, save for its crest, which I transformed into a pile of snow.

Next TOTM in mind was the flag task. I walked to the highest point in the sand. Had to hand rub momentarily to restabilize things. Anyway, I picked up stick, and had it slowly morph into a white metal pole. I then tried creating a flag on it. Took having the pole unwittingly change into various street signs, but eventually, I managed to have a plain white banner attached. Next, I announced, "I hereby claim this place in my name", and firmly planted the flag in the sand. Concurrently, Mario's victory theme from Super Smash Bros. triumphantly sounded in the background. I soon noticed the Eye of Horus (or a similar symbol) appeared on the flag's face. Mysterious indeed, but it didn't feel appropriate to explore that at the moment.

The sun was setting. Sensing destabilization, I hurried to complete that telekinesis task (again). There was someone else following me, unknown to me even then, yet I still felt acquainted enough to relay my thoughts to them. Anyway, I fly around, until I stumble upon a small island of short mangroves and underwater brambles. I telekinetically lift a vine, and try forming it into a stone tower. Instead, it assumes the shape of a muddy dirt mound just barely tall enough to reach out the water's surface. Eh, good enough, I thought.

Things collapsed shortly afterwards.

Scrap Group 2
Many dreamlets, now mostly a hazy memory. Most of these occurred in a forest region. Others were brief glimpses of traffic near shopping plazas.

#517 - DILD - 2:30AM

I have an anxiety nightmare early in the night about rats. I do a mini WBTB and fall asleep with my intention set. My last thought was about my LD goal.

That same dream repeats itself, but this time there is no anxiety because I recognize it almost immediately and become lucid.
I turn away from the rats scene and turn down a hallway in some way better version of my house. Everything is brightly light.
Because I am always amused how realistic my shouting is, I yell out, "Hey! Hey! HEEEEYYYY!"
I suspect all this shouting will conjure up a DC. I turn into a door way into a bedroom. I see my wife is scantily clad. I notice no bra under her thin shirt. I say something to her, I don't recall. All I remember is that she has a really strange reply. She gives me a high-five and attempts some strange secret handshake I lose track of it.
Instead of getting caught up in it I remind myself by telling her that this is a dream, "I am dreaming. This is a lucid dream."
She smiles.
I then tap her once on each boob and say, "I'll be right back."
I turn to a window in the room and phase outside. I recall my goal, inspired by TWD, to ride a tiger.

I wonder around my neighborhood. Again, enjoying the sound and feel of dream shouting, I call out for a tiger. After a moment a large, dog-sized version of my childhood pet cat appears. The orange tabby reminds me of the cat I once named Tigger. I take a brief second to appreciate this memory, but this isn't quite what I want. I turn away down the street and try to remember the name of the tiger from TWD. The closest I get is Shebra, but I now know that what I meant was Shiva. It's OK my dream tiger can be Shebra if I want.

After some walking and shouting for Shebra, I find her sitting and waiting. She's about the size of my Great Pyrenees but that doesn't stop me from trying to ride her. I get on her back and wrap my hands around her neck. She stands and carries down the street. Though see feels like she has gotten quite a bit bigger is really just feels like I am hugging my own dog. I am a little disappointed. I see some kids playing with an young woman, maybe still in her teens. I notice her shirt has an 80's design and reads, 'LOVECRAFT'. I ride away as I gradually wake up.

It's probably meaningless coincidence, but I found this after googling 'lovecraft tiger'

Little Tiger

Little Tiger, burning bright
With a subtle Blakeish light,
Tell what visions have their home
In those eyes of flame and chrome!
Children vex thee - thoughtless, gay -
Holding when thou wouldst away:
What dark lore is that which thou,
Spitting, mixest with thy meow?

Why?

I was in a building at night time with Asuka. She handed me this really hard to chew candy. I kept biting bits of my tongue off. We entered a room when a song that sounded like metallica was playing. In the room were the olsen twins in their tweenie years when they were making all those horrible movies. One was on drums and the other was on guitar. They were trying to play, "Enter Sandman,". The guitar was way off.. out of tune and playing a couple wrong chords where there were supposed to be single notes. This whole thing shocked me and I bit another piece of my tongue off.

Funeral

I was in a dream where apparently my dad died of cancer. I was in a school field with Asuka and my brother. By the side of the school field was a grassy incline, really steep. we followed everyone going to the field down it. Asuka kept giving me all these candies. I just kept eating them until I woke up.

Lucid

I was exploring an abandoned house with someone from youtube Omar. Forgot how I got lucid. We went into a basement and I kept trying to convince Omar it was a dream. He must have realized eventually because he vanished right in front of me probably waking up from the dream. I woke up as well shortly after.

Work related

Had a dream that I quit my job. Can't remember why only that I was kind of upset about it. Later outside I kept using a plastic bag to propel me into the air flying. I kept circling above the mcdonald's. There were a couple of onlookers who seemed amazed.

2017, 11-14

The Dark Tower – Missed Contact

I am with Roland, Eddie, and Susanna. I look around to see where we are. Roland, Eddie, and Susanna have been making a journey. I am not sure where they are going, but they’re following a path of distraction. I start remembering. This path of distruction was left by Bearzilla, the giant cyborg bear. They seem to be having difficulty with pushing Susanna in her wheelchair. I think maybe I have an idea. They stop, and I hear Roland talking about Susanna getting a piggyback ride. She really seems to hate that idea. I see Roland has a harness on his back that it looks like someone could ride in. I catch up to them and say I have a possible alternative. A sentient Witchblade can form into weapons and armor, why not legs? I reach into the pockets inside my robes and pull out a Witchblade. It looks like a simple bracelet right now. Everyone is wondering how I managed to get there without any of them knowing. Especially Roland. I hold out the Witchblade to Susanna. I tell her that can help. She says she doesn’t see how a bracelet can help her walk. I tell her to put it on, and it will show her.

While she is sitting in her wheelchair, Susanna slips the Witchblade onto her wrist. It tightens there so that it is firm but not uncomfortable. I tell it to give her legs. The Witchblade forms into armor. But the armor continues and forms complete legs where Susannah’s end in stumps. Everyone around is completely amazed. I tell her it might take some getting used to these new legs. She may need to learn to use them first. I’m not sure how it will feel. She sits there and looks at her legs for a minute, and then moves one of them. She lifts her right leg and stares at the Witchblade foot. She tries to get up from the wheelchair. It is clear that she’s not very stable on the Witchblade legs. Eddie comes over to steady her. With Eddie for support, Susanna takes the first few steps that she has taken for many years. I pull two more Witchblades from my pocket. I gave one to Eddie and one to Roland. I told them that they may not need assistance in walking, but it will still form armor or melee weapons if they need them. I think they’re about to ask some more questions, but the dream has been a pretty short one, and I wake up.

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It seems like it is later in the same dream, but I woke up a little bit in between. I am in a small area where Eddie and Susanna are huddled together on one side of a nearly extinguished campfire, and Roland is on the other. Roland seems very restless. Is tossing and turning, and talking in his sleep about Jake. He keeps calling to Jake as if he thinks the boy will answer somehow. He does not seem sane. I assume it is the paradox. Susanna asks if Eddie thinks they should wake him up to get him out of the nightmare? Eddie says he wouldn’t dare. He points over at gun that is lying on the ground not far from Roland’s hand. I told them that I will do it. They do a double take, looking up at me. I repeat I will help Roland, even if he shoots me it wouldn’t hurt me. So I quietly go over to Roland. I even levitate a little bit off of the ground so I won’t make even a sound. I get so close to him that I’m whispering in his ear. The song My Last Breath by Evanescence. “Hold on to me, love. You know I can’t stay long. All I wanted to say is I love you and I’m not afraid. Can you hear me? Can you feel me in your heart?” As the song continues, Roland seems to calm down. Finally as it is ending he relaxes completely. I believe his dreams are now gone. His sleep is dreamless. I tell Eddie and Susanna that he should be OK now for a while. And soon this paradox will be resolved. And then I wake up.

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I am with Roland and the others again. This time we‘re just sitting and talking. Some of the talk is about the Witchblades, where I try to explain some things about them. That they have minds of their own and will respond to unseen threats and they also respond to their wearer’s mental commands making them like an extension of the wearer’s body once they’re fully adapted to each other. Then Roland starts talking about MoSh. He asked if I know my friend was there earlier? He says that MoSh was there with them earlier, and he is certain that moSh has had formal training as a gunslinger. I tell him I did not realize that MoSh had been there. I ask him what happened? He said he and MoSh were talking, then they found a nest of weird mechanical things that attacked them. He says that even his old teacher Cort would have been impressed by MoSh’s shooting. I ask him for what details he can remember. I tell him that since this is a dream state for us, sometimes we have trouble remembering. Anything that I can tell MoSh might help him remember.

Roland says they were traveling along the path that the bear had left when they heard strange mechanical noisees. He said he and Eddie went to check it out. He said they saw was six little robots moving around in a circle. There were a lot more around them, but they all appeared to be dormant. He said that Eddie started shooting the little robots. He says Eddie shot all but one of them. The last one was coming at them, right as Susanna came over to see what was going on. Eddie took that one out as it was attacking Susanna. Eddie was getting pissed off at Roland because he thought Roland had left Susanna in danger. And while Eddie was getting pissed off, a couple of flying things attacked them. Roland says he shot those easily. Roland says MoSh came up to them and asked if there was a problem? Before Roland could answer, a whole flock of flying things attacked. There were so many of them that it took all four of them shooting to get them all before someone got attacked. He says he did not see MoSh miss even once. I tell him that that’s good, and I hope that MoSh will remember this when I tell him. I also hope I will remember this so that I can tell him. Roland says he is very interested in this method of travel we seem to have. This dream travel. I tell him that’s hard to explain. And I don’t have a chance to try before I wake up.

This was a part of before yesterdays dream.

I was laying on a bed somewhat aware it was a dream but I felt kind of odd. It felt like there was a little girl and older women(30s?) Inside of me. "I feel like I'm three people"I said out loud. But just as I was about to get up the dream shifted.

I was mindlessly watching a scene unfold in a Inyuasha setting. It was morning and there was people in indigenous garments with patterns sitting by a bar table and observing their clothes. The scene than went to Inyuasha who was sitting near the tree next to kagome who looked like a mesh of kikiyo and haru from Rurouni Kension. But when sango came back with Maroku, kagome got up and shot an arrow on a ivory treasure on the ground. She than began to cheer on a man who was trying to complete a challenge. "Kagome? She never cheers anyone on. She's not acting like herself today". The group than continued to watch her concerned.

Nightmare

I was in a house with two guys who were running around and messing up the place for fun. Suddenly I ended up coming across a pill bottle that could talk and wanted me to overdose on it. I stopped it from flinging pills into my mouth, than it took its own pills and began to lose conscience. I told the guys that since I was lucid I would revive the thing and make a happy ending. One of them seemed excited about the outcome but than the other guy went to the kitchen and began chopping fish clumsily while laughing. After I revive the pill thing, the other guy joined him and while they started chopping nothing one lunged at his wrist and the other at his own stomach.The place than began to be slightly flooded by black liquid as the bigger one pressed his ripped wrist towards me to feel. Uncomfortable by their excitement I tried to change their personality but the dream shifted.

I was now looking at a lamp thinking I had woken up. But in the lamp wire a blue ball of energy began to flow. Seeing this I became scared that a fire would ensue. I unplugged it unsure if I would get electrocuted than felt the room temperature get hotter from an angle. Hearing the ambulance scared me more.

Another false awakening happened. But when I tried to turn on the lamp the light switch broke. I than looked to my side and saw a big wooden dresser and another bed to the side of it. Looking to the slightly open door I became frightened and asked to wake up. I woke up after that.