lucid

2017, 06-14

A Song of Healing

I am at a mall with my mother. It’s similar to a mall in my local area, but not exact. I know I have been to this mall before, however, in previous dreams. No thought that I might be dreaming occurs to me now. My mom and I are going into a clothing store and looking for some new clothes for me for work. I look around but I can’t find anything I like that will actually fit me. So we leave and head for the theater at the mall where there is a live performance of Harry Potter, and the author J.K. Rowling is even going to be in attendance for this presentation. We go to the theater and wait in line to go inside. Once inside I see J.K. Rowling surrounded by people asking for her autograph. I also see someone I don’t want to see… so instead of waiting to try to get J.K. Rowling’s autograph I pull my mom into the theater to get a good seat, or that’s the reason I give her for my hurry.

In the theater there are already quite a few people seated so my mom and I pick a spot. I look around and see quite a few people with popcorn and I think that would be good, but the person after me knows my mom and might see her if she goes for popcorn so I say I don’t want any when she asks. People keep coming into the theater and I watch carefully to see if the man outside is coming in. I don’t see him. I look to the front of the theater and I see a different man looking at me. He clearly recognizes me. And somehow I know he works for the man who is looking for me. I look to my mom but she is gone. Another man comes over and says to remain calm. He says he’s a friend and will make sure I get out of here safely. He gives a dirty look at the man up front who is watching me.

The man beside me looks under my seat and finds poison darts. He asks the man watching us what the poison would do to me. He says it would land me in the emergency room. I say it would be lethal if I drank all four of them. The man beside me says no, don’t talk like that. Another man, a fat man in an oversized t-shirt, comes over and takes one of the darts from the man beside me. He says he hasn’t tried this yet, and breaks the cartridge open and drinks some of the fluid inside. He looks like he’s getting high off of it. I look back at the man beside me and then I hear a woman a couple rows back let out a cry. I look just in time to see J.K. Rowling collapse in shock. I look to see what she saw and I see the man who drank the poison now has no nose, it looks like it melted off his face, but he looks higher than ever.

The man beside me urges me to get out of here. I head out of the theater but on the way I lose track of him, and then I am in the hall of the mall alone. I head down the hall, looking for a bathroom. I open a door and find myself in someone’s house. A woman is there and she looks pissed at me. I think she is pissed because I just walked into her house, so I turn to leave but the door to the mall is gone. The woman starts yelling at me and demanding to know if I’m sleeping with him. I ask who. She says MoSh, of course! She says I’ve been fucking him, haven’t I?! I tell her MoSh wouldn’t want to get involved with me, I’m too old for him. Then I realize what is happening… this must be Asuka, I was going to heal her! I focus on the song Voices from the Macross Plus soundtrack. Light energy flows through Asuka and she calms down. She says she doesn’t know why she said what she did. I tell her it was unstable negative energies. I am about to say more but everything fades to black and I wake up.

Had a more stable lucid dream this morning. Walked around an empty neighborhood. Didn't see anybody. It was weird because I felt the sleep paralysis kick in. It was cool. It feels like you can't move your body at first because you're scared of waking up but then you feel your dream body become loose. All you do then is just get out of your bed and walk around.

Before that, all I did was lay back down to sleep and imagine what it would be like to have a clear mind. I mentioned in previous entries that meditation was the holy grail of lucid dreaming. The end goal of meditation is to have a clear present mind that enables the dreamer to observe hypnagogia. I found a short cut where instead of fighting to clear my thoughts, I just on what it would feel like, look like, be like to have a clear mind.

I'm pretty much at that point where I can lucid dreams everyday now providing I get enough sleep the night before.

I was non lucid trying to figure out how you could make your own chocolate treat by melting chocolate. But the melting chocolate changed into hot chocolate with mini marshmallows. My brother and mom told me to not get down about it since it didn't taste bad.

Next thing I recall I'm at a little girl's house and I open a half vanilla and chocolate Oreo packet. I end up eating most of it so I apologize to the little girl than hand it to her in a friendly manner. She takes it than talks to her older sister. I than go to my younger brother who hands me a paper mentioning that there is enough fruits and vegetables in the yard to share. I tell him that the fruits and vegetables aren't edible though because the soil is not healthy and the wild animals have gotten to it. He ends up making me feel guilty anyways though.

Afterwards I was taken by my older brother and shown to a group where the little girl from before and her older sister was. "Just watch her" my brother said as we all paused and I began to feel nervous. "Uh...what are we doing?"I asked confused. After some more waiting my brother said "there, I told you she would just stay like that". We than dispersed and I ended up in a huge mall where I felt a magic show of the ancient Egyptian days was being shown, along with artifacts being sold. I was semi lucid now and exited to get in on the excitement.


After going to the front desk I handed a drawing I made as the entrance item.The crowd on the line wasn't pleased but I felt very lucky that I remembered to bring something. I than ran and opened a door and hopped around a leveled platform and up some stairs where boxes were stacked. Opening the next door I looked to see a huge room with receptionists and people standing on lines that began to laugh."Ha! Look who came late" one of them said. "Too bad she has to go to the back". I than heard an announcement from a man saying that the line had changed to the area where the receptionists were behind glasses and spread out.Running with another group of people I managed to get on a line, where i seemed like the fifth person and where a familiar girl was in front of me. She was shy and talked softly but wasn't afraid to get her way. I jumped on her shoulders with my hands happy and comfortable with her as our turn came.

However, when we spoke so did two other guys so the receptionist got confused."Okay, hold it. Tell me your names one by one or your not going anywhere" she said with an attitude. I waited and slowly the guys got their name to her, next was the shorter girl in front of me. She wrote her name "Trelt" with something scribbled off. The receptionist couldn't understand how it was pronounced so I said it out loud for her. When trelt was done she ran excitedly and I was next. I said my name but the receptionist couldn't spell it. This annoyed me cause I could wake up at any time so I wrote it for her. When my name was on the paper I left quickly and opened a door to where a spirit hunter test was happening.The place looked liked a library mixed with a store of artifacts and antiques too.

Walking around i heard a man announce "Alright everyone. Were going to release the demons in a few". Someone else, probably a woman, than shouted for everyone to get behind these black barricades when the spirits were released. As the time of release got close I looked to my hand to see two black coloring pencils."hmm...With no good weapon or defense I won't do any good on the highest level where their released. Maybe if I go down to the first level they'll be worn down by the time they get to me.

I than ran down the stairs and just as I did bursts of wind and spirits began to come out as many of the competitors began to panic and get ready to fight. Once reaching the first level I looked to my coloring pencils and tried figuring out how they were a weapon but nothing occurred so I figured it wasn't really my weapon. I than tried making my pink barrier appear as I watched a guy jumping up and practicing his reflexes in battle. My barrier wasn't working. I than thought about how would you really fight demons."You would need to ask God for help and have faith in his power...It wouldn't be appropriate to ask him for help in defeating demons or spirits in this kind of test though. Your not even suppose to test him or start a fight with demons".

With that reasoning in place I left the mall and looked to see a crowd around and that it was night. A Korean or Chinese woman with reddish orange hair was attacked by a spirit as she tried to enter and began twitching until her feet lost feeling. A proctor woman ran to her and held her up as she told her that she shouldn't go in and that she wasn't suppose to get that twitching feeling. In other words she had to go to the hospital I think. I than saw my mom in the crowd and ran up to her. There was a red car next to her, I thought would hit her so I walked her away
"I shouldn't have put my family at risk"I said than waited to cross the street with my mom. But just as another red car passed I woke up.


Dawn

I was looking at an opal wall with green vines and after appearing in what seemed like a small and distorted lay out hospital place I became fully lucid.

I watched from behind a red door how a janitor and a woman was waiting for someone to open the door.They looked stuck. Once someone opened I saw them leave and walked a few feet to hear children singing behind another red door. "Uh...".I than went in another direction and heard the children singing behind another red door. "This is getting creepy"I thought than walked to what seemed like an open office. Near the door was a waiting area where two teens sat. I made them laugh when I said something so I decided to make them laugh again with a joke. They laughed than I went into the office asking a short woman with another behind her if she could call Dawn for me. She seemed unwilling so I moved forward and was about to take the phone on her desk, reassuring her it would be quick. Suddenly she ran up behind me and sat me down in her lap as if she was giving me a bear hug. "Stop!!"I cried out but she wouldn't listen so I waited quietly wondering if the dream paused. A man than came in, said he was there and sat in a seat behind us.We fell backwards and onto the ground because of that.
Next thing I recall is a short scene where Dawn is picking me up and that's it.

Notes
These dreams taught me a lot about patience and how you can enjoy the length of a lucid by not worrying.

Morning of June 13, 2017. Tuesday.



I find myself wandering in a distorted version of Cubitis, seemingly in the morning at first. The area within and near the carport is expanded to at least twice its real size. I am walking easterly and happen to look back to see two shadows, male and female. They are not deliberately following me, just going in the same direction I am, it seems, but something in the back of my mind, in dawning lucidity, makes me perceive them as Zsuzsanna and I as a precursor to being in the state just prior to waking.

Over time, my lucidity increases until it shifts into full apex lucidity. A young version of Zsuzsanna is present, appearing to be around the age when we first met. We stand in semidarkness in an unfamiliar bedroom. An unknown male stands off to my left. I am not concerned. He does not seem to be an active precursor of the preconscious, so I mostly ignore him while indulging in foreplay with Zsuzsanna. The sense of touch is extraordinarily augmented. We kiss, and I place my hands about her shoulders. Everything is perfect.

Eventually, my awareness increases even more, but I hear Zsuzsanna now whispering things to me that seem different from what my own mind is focused on. My fingers move over her skin, down over the small of her back. I am trying to work out what she is saying but some of the words are not clear. I ask her questions, but eventually only vividly hear her say what I take to be “sore”. I then assume she has physical soreness and I am somewhat disheartened. However, as I shift into full waking, I realize the word was meant to be “soar”, as in the very common waking symbolism of “return flight”. (I see a flash of a childhood dream from November 1968 where I watch a giant eagle-like bird flying.)

Over twenty percent of the tens of thousands of my dreams I have studied and decoded since early childhood contain the return flight waking symbolism of the hypnopompic biological event (of various degrees of subliminally anticipated intensity). This major naturally premonitory precursor is somehow always unique even though the meaning is basically always the same, simply symbolizing the return to full consciousness. It is however, often curiously mixed with other dynamics, sometimes even precognitive (such as my detailed dreams relating to the missing Malaysian flight).

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In lucid dreams, the nature of shadows sometimes comes into play as threads of dawning consciousness (since you cannot have a shadow without light, light representing the day and the conscious self identity). As the sun would symbolize the present whole conscious self identity (which is why strange things occur with the sun in non-lucid dreams - because the conscious self is not coherent or lucid), a shadow would indicate threads of conscious self awareness growing in the dream state (which strangely, at least apparently for some people, the non-lucid or fictional and incomplete dream self sometimes fears). My own shadow usually only appears in vivid lucid dreams and sometimes I indulge in moving to see if my shadow moves with me, which is always amusing, though if I am in a lucid dream where it seems I am deeper within sleep or the unconscious realm, my “shadow self” appears at more of a distance away, sometimes even on a bridge (which symbolizes the transitions between levels of consciousness in real time).

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8/16/13 | Vibrations
Something like using vibrations to use things, or to progress, or to attack.

8/17/13 | Minecraft 1.4.5
I dreamt that I bought Minecraft. First, I spawned in an area where I had to spawn a cactus in the middle of some grass. Then I turned around and made a pile of blocks to sleep on, but I knocked it down to collect them again. Suddenly, mom and my younger sister were there, using legos that also acted as blocks.

8/18/13 (L) Value: 0 | Toothpick Snap
First, I was playing Twilight Princess for half a minute when I became lucid. When I became lucid, I snapped a toothpick in half and was teleported to the bathroom for shapeshifting. I don’t remember exactly what I did then, but my heart rate momentarily increased, which I calmed down a moment later. But then, mom showed up and I went to the stairs to find my older sister sitting on them, playing StarCraft 3. I thought about Star Trek Online for a moment. Then, I found myself playing it. I unfortunately lost my lucidity there because I got distracted by some DCs.
Time: 30-90 seconds

8/19/13 (L) Value: 0 | Underwater Wheezy, 6-Armed Wall Climbing
-1-Yet another boring everyday life dream. Dad put stuff in the bathtub, and mom drove into the water in Wheezy(the minivan) before I picked it up and put it back.
-2(L)-Just two parts. I grew some more arms to help me climb a wall. After that, the dream began fading away, so I spun around while focusing on my hands, but the transition was too fast, and I woke up.
Time: 30-40 seconds

8/20/13 | Escaping Yellowstone With Rockets
Apparently, Yellowstone was the safest place on the planet. I said, “If it erupts, then it obviously won’t be the safest place on the planet. What do you know, it did erupt. [Skip the boring parts] I was escaping the eruption with some people at high speed with rockets.

8/22/13 (L) Value: 4 | Hill With Deadly Mountains, FA, Partial Progress
-1-It started out with me in the car and mom driving us to a BBQ. I looked to the north and could see a nonexistent, steep hill with mountains nearby, which some others and I eventually climbed. I found myself coming down from the top after a beautiful scene of mountains. Some deadly rocks detached from the side of the hill and fell on top of someone, killing them instantly. I saw a potential one, thinking it might kill me, so I took a different route down and then I suddenly had a FA with sleep paralysis engaged. I thought I had woken up, so I decided to do a FILD. No more than 5 seconds had elapsed before some really weird things started happening. I felt like my right shoulder muscles were stretching and being pulled in weird directions.
-2(L)-So the FA began right after another FA that I didn’t catch, and I became lucid by doing an RC. I could breathe with my nose plugged. It works every time. I forgot to stabilize the dream here. The first thing did was say, “Tail, grow.” That didn’t work, so I walked over to the door, and said, “Tail, grow through my clothing.” That was more convincing for me, so my tail grew to 24 inches. I grabbed it, and felt the whole thing! I scratched the end of it, and felt that too!
Time: 1-2 minutes

8/23/13 | Forgotten Mountainous Scenery
At one point I was at this grassy place with mountainous scenery to the N, E, and SE. Apparently it was same world and place that I walked up and down 3 times.

I just had a weird dream...

I was outside, in the area where I live. Some really weird stuff happened in that dream. Then another dream happened, where I happened to look at my hands and see there was the wrong amount of fingers andbecome lucid. I am lucid for a while, but I don't really do anything and the dream ends after a while.
[/COLOR] I woke up in reality.

Cleared my mind and watch the hypnagogia. Had a pretty empty lucid dream. My best dreams are always non-lucid.

8/15/13 | Partial Success For Tail
I was somewhere in this awesome place where it was underwater and the only way to get in was to let go of all your breath at the bottom of the body of water it was located in, and then breathe once you were on the other side of the gate. It had all this amazing stuff. I didn’t want to leave, so I came back several times later. [Nearby Location Skip] I was outside next to the water than housed the secret location when I finally began to grow a tail. I also said to myself that I needed to grow fur. The biggest thing about this tail was that I was a huge step in the right direction; I felt my tail; I felt my hands through it.

8/16/13 (L) Value: 3 | First False Awakening
I seriously thought I had woken up, and I wanted to do a RC without moving too much. First, I tried to push my fingers through my left hand with no luck. But then I tried to breathe with my nose plugged and it worked. As soon as I realized I was in a FA, my heart rate spiked and I was frightened for a few seconds. It was just as vivid as real life, except in the dark, and it was harder to see. When I sat up to check my alarm clock, the display showed 8:53 when I pressed the alarm button. (When I truly woke up later in the morning, I pressed the alarm button on my real alarm clock and it happened to be 8:53.) When I looked forward, I demanded the lights to turn on, but it didn’t work. I got up, looked out the window, and walked onto my bed in preparation to break the window to get outside, where there was light on the street. However, I wasn’t fully convinced that I would break the window, so I stopped right before I hit it. When I was going to open it, the thought of growing a tail and fur had crossed my mind. By now, I had mostly calmed down, and the display on the heater said “Corr.” which meant “correction error.” I fixed it, and I sat down next to it(It said 77°F now, as it was that temperature in my real room.), about to grow a tail, and the REM period ended at 3:15 am and I woke up.
Time: 30-90 seconds

I've been meditating haphazardly and documenting my RCs in a small notebook. The time I do them; and what things I check for, but I haven't really had my heart in lucid dreaming lately. Though last night when I have a dream that's both lucid and that doesn't really have any elements that I feel don't belong in a public space.

I recall the dream starting in a location in a forest; lots of tall trees. There was a bunker like building right in front of me built into a hillside. It somewhat reminded me of the sheild generator base on Endor from SW-ROtJ. In fact I think I saw some dream characters wearing stormtrooper costumes. I became semi lucid, I believe through a nose pinch and I recall having my small RC documenting notebook in my hand.

I remember thinking to myself that now that I was lucid I should take off and fly, but a voice inside my head said that I couldn't because I wasn't sure that I was lucid yet. I told the voice in my head that I was lucid and that I would prove it; opening my RC notebook and showing it the successful RC. I had checked my phone for the time and it had read 11:62, checked it agian and it had read 11:622 and I had written that down. But the voice in my head said that I was making it up. I got mad and said that I would prove it. I reached into hyperspace and got a pair of large scissors and said that I would stab myself and not die. I stabbed the scissors into my solar plexus and didn't feel anything. I pulled them out and there was no blood but a square hole and my insides didn't seem to have any organs; I just looked like I was made of Bologna. I asked the voice if it still thought I was awake and I got no answer.

Probably not a smart RC for beginners; or anyone for that matter to use.

Now that I was fully lucid and didn't have a portion of myself talking me down I decided I would fly around. I flew above the bunker structure and didn't get far until I saw a bunch of DCs. It looked like they were shooting the star wars movie and despite being lucid I didn't want to interrupt and fly into their movie. I remember one of the dream characters said something about how the actors playing villains and actors playing heroes had to role play, even when off set to stay in character. Then another dream character told me something about cutting down trees and carving them into sculptures with a chainsaw and showed me a large wooden statue of a cat.

I decided I wanted to see my persistent dream characters and turned around to see them right behind me. (Manei and Marcus, though Marcus had appeared as the little robot orb once more.) I said hello to them. I remember when Marcus spoke he sounded like Jarvis from the Iron Man movies. Manei showed me her new tablet and someone drew an animated cartoon of her where she was trying to tie down her hair but the strap would always break and her hair would poof out and be really long and messy again.

I remember saying something along the lines of not having any plans to get lucid so it was for the two of them to decide what to do. Marcus said that he had some things he wanted to say.

"My time spent living inside this little ball [instead of a human body] has given me a new perspective on humans. You are very strange creatures; like ants scurrying around building sand hills and fighting for crumbs of a cracker. You make up gods that give you purpose and cause the contrived things you refuse to understand because you wasted all your lifetimes from the first cavemen to today looking down at the sand and rocks and you never bother looking up at the rest of the world to see how big it is."

The dream scene changed to an abandoned harbor. There were rusty boats half sunk and partially collapsed warehouses with trees and vines growing on them. It was dusk/dawn and there were some seagulls flying around. Marcus said something about the Buddha telling 11 lies in his lifetime and each one of them represented something and Manei said that he was wrong and there were more lies. I was trying to remember the quote Marcus had said and wanted the dream to end.

...

The dream carried on for awhile. At one point I was at a video arcade/casino in Niagara Falls. Manei and I were playing games trying to win enough tickets to get a blue plastic spaceship. The only prizes you could win at the arcade were little plastic ships. There were white ones, pink ones and yellow ones but the blue ones were the best because they were the rarest and glowed in the dark.

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Marcus has always had a somewhat dim/depressed view of humanity now that I think about it.

EXT. DALIESQUE LANDSCAPE - DAY

A squall of storm clouds. A formation of large, metal cubes comes streaking across the sky, toward me and to my left by about 30 degrees. Altitude: perhaps 1000 feet. They are dun-coloured and look like shipping containers oriented the tall way, with proportions of approximately 1:2:3. They moan or hum as they streak overhead, followed by conventional jet aircraft. The cubes and jets are cooperating and not hostile to each other. Perhaps they are all man-made.

I become lucid. "It's a dream!" I cry. "Clarity, now!" I demand. But the dream does not increase in clarity. Nevertheless, I continue in lucidity by repeatedly reminding myself of my conscious state ("It's a dream, it's a dream.") I attempt to realize some dream goals I've been planning, but to no avail.

Someone tells me that the scene playing out overhead is of a prophetic nature.

I turn to look behind me where the ufos went. Red and blue searchlights rake the clouds in the distance. The red lights are lasers; I can see red dots dancing among the clouds. The searchlights are looking for alien ufo invaders.

[I had this dream < 2 weeks ago.]

INT. CHILDHOOD HOME - DAY

I dreamt I was in the living room of my childhood home. It was an overcast day.
Prehistoric, Ice Age creatures were walking on the sidewalks outside a large window
(day residue from a book I’m reading). A police officer was in the room with me. I
described the animals to him, speculating that one shaggy, tawny species resembled a
cross between a lion and a marsupial. The strangeness of this analysis led me to
consider my conscious state and triggered lucidity. I immediately recalled an experimental
task I have been planning and set to work constructing a square in dreamspace.

Since the cop was standing in the room, I chose to place him in the centre of my square.
Starting with a “westward” first segment and facing the cop, I floated my body to the left.
I felt my dangling feet lightly scrape the floor, and found it difficult to maintain altitude.

On the second segment (“northward”), I chose to remain facing “north” (i.e., I did not
rotate my body). I felt resistance to my motion in space—a common experience in many
of my non-lucid dreams when I have attempted to walk or fly purposefully. The sensation
was similar to that felt when walking through a moving train car, or down the aisle of an
airliner in a turbulent flight (i.e., trying to overcome or resist inertia). I also noticed that I
had not provided sufficient space to make the second segment the same length as the
first: the wall was too close, so I had to cut the second segment short.

For the third segment (translating my body “eastward”), I maintained my “northern”
orientation as before. As I floated, I found to my dismay that the cop was going to be in
the way. When approaching him I glanced over my right shoulder at his face; he was
watching my experiment with a puzzled expression. I decided—this being a dream—
simply to move my body through his without stopping or navigating around him. (I have
made use of this ghostlike ability before in non-lucid dreams when attempting to evade
or escape law-enforcement or other authority figures whose presence I found
inconvenient.)

Unfortunately, as I slid my shoulder effortlessly through the confused officer’s chest—
and as I watched the look of helpless consternation on his face—I found myself waking
up. The scene blackened as I slowly slipped out of dream state. As I am relatively
inexperienced, I do not know if this is the “sparkling void” lucid dreamers refer to—it
may have simply been the darkness of my bedroom as I awoke—but there did seem to be
something sparkly about it in a sense.

Cell Fragment of Sad Place (nl)

I'm viewing an odd-shaped hairless humanoid figure sitting in a cell. It is sad. A man is with it and he's concerned about her wellbeing. Few thoughts in my head: is that me? why is it sad? what happened to cause this? was she locked up? am I being emotionally distant or is this really someone who is not me?

Some moments later after intense and focused staring I conclude that the person is not me, that it was locked up and now it's not, and that likely the person only feels trapped and the cell is a creation of its mind to demonstrate internal emotions. There is some sadness from me for it; imagine being free but not feeling free, that must suck. That is worth feeling sad about.

Neither seems to notice me and I don't want to interrupt their exchange so I slip out, seemingly unnoticed.

Bed Play (ld)

I'm in some room that I don't recognize. Rectangular, nothing noteworthy. I'm trying to make it a comfortable environment to sleep, but there's no curtains, too large an entry point, it's just ... not conducive to my sleeping preferences. A bed appears I lay on it to sleep. A man appears from nowhere and belly flops on me. He laughs. He's definitely not a threat, but his goofiness is almost contagious and I need to stop this emotion before it gets out of hand. After shoving him off, he flops on me; more laughter....and the comforter is blocking my annoyed facial expression and I don't say anything because I don't talk a lot. I send him thought-daggers instead because somehow that makes more sense to me. He's still trying to wrestle so I manifest a secondary bed and head in that direction, but the dream shifts instead.

Woman (DawnEye?) (ld)

I'm with a woman I've never seen before, but she's adorable. We're at the mall, I think, and she wants to shop for shoes. I'm not doing anything in dreaming and I guess the bed wrestling wasn't worth managing, so--shoe shopping it is. I try on some shoes while she and I chat about stupid stuff. It's not really stupid stuff, it's important to her to communicate and talk and this sort of talk is easy. She reminds me of a younger sister; a simple and enjoyable relationship where the only pressure is to hang out and laugh.

I put a pair of platform shoes on--they're surprisingly comfortable. She approves but isn't excited. I don't even think she's shopping for shoes as she's just sitting beside me watching me put on pairs, haha. This is HER dream, she wants to dream of being in a shoe store but has no interest in trying shoes on. How weird is that? I'm not shopping for shoes either, but if we're going to be in a shoe store, I can't escape putting shoes on my feet. I take off the platform pair then reach for a pair she's sitting in front of. A colorful butterfly sequin pair. They're quite beautiful, but not as shoes. I point to them as I raise my eyebrows at her, clearly asking for her opinion on the pair. She giggles and I can tell she's trying to be polite by not saying they're hideous. Her concealment is hilarious and eventually, she leaves.

There's a small fragment with her where I think we're also looking at keyrings but I can't remember what we were saying about them. Basically, I think she was moving the conversation into an interesting direction as she was holding a couple of keyrings. I don't remember if the dilemma was about the keyrings themselves or if they reminded her of something. We chatted a bit about it though. She was pleasant; an easy person to talk with.

8/12/13 (L) Value: 0 | Airport, Zoom-In Calendar
I became lucid after a preceding dream scene. When I became lucid, it was at an airport, where a DC resembling Grandpa told me to zoom in to a calendar with my eyes before I stabilize the dream. At that point, I knew that I should stabilize the dream early on. So what I did was, I told the DC “I can’t do that!” It was a belief problem, so I said, “I believe I can zoom in.” I then used my fingers to twist my eyes in opposite directions like lenses, and sure enough, I zoomed in on the calendar. When I stabilized the dream by rubbing my hands together and looking at them, I went outside. What was right outside the airport was what was right outside the front door of my house. That is what it also became once I headed outside. Also, outside, standing in a group, were some DCs. I didn’t know who they were, but one of them was Dad. Now, I walked to the right and noticed that I started to wake up, so I spun around while looking at my hands, and dream clarity returned. I said, “Oh no you don’t.” to the dream. At that point, I was trying to remember exactly what my dream intention was. As the dream began to fade again, I spun around and clarity returned again. But a few moments later, the REM period came to an end, and I woke up instantly.
Time: 1-3 minutes

8/13/13 (L)#20 Value: 2 | Partial Success For Custom Form
Once I became lucid, I was in a situation where I had a car next to me that I could drive, and Dad was there in a vehicle on Highway 3 down by the bay. I said to myself, “…and I don’t want to get in trouble…” for driving the car that wasn’t mine. Once I was heading for a hill in the distance, the car became a bike without me noticing, and I ‘ran’ the bike like I didn’t care. I discarded the bike to the side of the road, and then I found myself on the residential hill in the distance. I wasn’t in as much of a vivid state as some of my other dreams, but enough to remember that I wanted to transform into my thought-up body. I started with fur this time. As I grew fur on my legs, I began to wake up. I made the dream return by spinning, and I continued to grow fur. After a few seconds, I woke up faster than the last time. This time, I had no time to think, but I did witness myself waking up.
Time: 2-4 minutes

This was on tuesday, 6/06/17

The regular WBTB with alpha GPC and GM

38 min WBTB, sofa at 5:38

Upon waking up, I didn't write anything down. There was lot's of darkness, not much coherent stuff going on.

I did the Recall task again, was easy and I remembered pretty much everything I practiced before bed, so I lost interest in it soon.

Lots of hover flying again.

Looking for a rope for another personal goal - to grab it and be pulled up to space, or just to swing on it for fun. I desperately wanted to find it, but no luck.

Had a cool non-LD at 4 am, when alarm woke me for Alpha GPC.

DR:
I'm in my childhood room, looking out the balcony door. The skies are getting really dark. Black swirling clouds are ominous looking. To the left high up, on the black clouds there is about 5 flags. All in full color, all of what look like real country flags. I'm not sure now if I recognized any of them, even if in WL I do know flags.

I ran to grab my camera and I open the balcony door to get a better picture from the outside. I immediately regret it, because a tornado force wind start to push the door open against me. I try my hardest to close it and we wrestle for a bit. I have to drop my camera to use 2 hands.

While this is happening, to the right, over a house, black smoke like cloud is taking a shape of head of that octopus dude from Pirates of the Caribbean. It's taking shape and losing it, as the small particles in the cloud are shifting and blowing around. Another shape is taking form in another cloud and I realize it's not really a cloud.

( seeing images in the skies does happen in my dreams. I think I like seeing them, even if they weird me out.)

I haven't been posting or lucid dreaming much since the lag-ocolypse hit Dreamviews, but this dream from a couple of days ago caught my eye because of DawnEye's guide Dawn making an appearance in this semi lucid.

In the dream I am making an attempt to do shared dreaming with DawnEye11. I am in this hospital feeling room where there is a large bed with a nightstand on either side. The room is almost all white with a blue and light gray checkered tile floor and a small kitchen along the front wall with a coffee maker and microwave. There is also a TV and small sofa. Dawn and Manei come into the room, accurate to their normalized appearances save for Dawn having really short buzzcut hair. We meet and talk for a bit. Dawn explains something about DawnEye11 (using her real name in the conversation that I will not use since I don't know if she wants me to or not.) that he needs to attempt a shared dream from my mind in order to make an appearance in her dreams.

A nurse woman comes in and tells us it is time to attempt shared dreaming. She closes the sunny window and the room becomes warm and dark. The three of us get into the large bed together and lay down, with some kind of metal helmets on to prepare for the shared dreaming. As we are climbing into bed Manei says to me "Alright when we get to her dream; we all have to make our appearance as cute boys to get her attention." I suggested it might be fun to mess with her. Manei laughed but Dawn was apparently taking this mission a little too seriously.

When we were laying on the bed I was in the middle, laying face up with Manei to my left and Dawn to my right. I felt myself become aware of their energies. Becoming aware of a DC's energy or aura is always a mixture of sensory experiences. Manei's aura is as it has been; orangeish colored and warm like a sunny beach. But this was my first time feeling Dawn's aura that was light blue and smelled like flowers. I felt myself invert; in a way that felt sort of like how I've always imagined going OBE would feel, as though I was now facing downwards into the mattress, putting Manei to my left and Dawn to my right. They seemed to be going through the same thing as I.

We began moving what felt like downwards. Dawn said he needed to monitor her to see if she was asleep yet so as to see if we could enter the dream. He made three of these thermometer like devices appear. They looked like thermometers but had one mercury bulb with three stems. One stem was straight up and the other went straight to the left. The third stem was much longer than the other two and was at a 45 degree angle downwards and to the left. There were three of these devices, though each one had different colored marking lines on the stems. The one of my left was blue, the one in front of me was green, and the one in front of dawn had red lines. The red mercury inside the device would pulse. Dawn said it was a heart rate monitor and that her heart rate was really high meaning she wasn't asleep or was likely doing something physically demanding, stating that it would likely be 8 or 9 hours before we entered the dream, and that we would be stuck here waiting for all of that.

Then the three thermometers merged into a new one with black lines and a clock face appeared in the middle to show how long we would have to wait. We started waiting. We could still communicate in this state and went about some idle chatter but I forget what about. I began seeing throwing stars and waving metal chains dancing about in the black void. When I pointed them out to Dawn he became concerned about what was going on. He said that the chains had a lot of physical objects with all their links and they were taking up too much of the collective minds' processing power to run the physics for and that we had to back out of the shared dreaming attempt.

The three of us woke back up into the hospital room. It was much darker in the room now. We started discussing why the chains and throwing stars appeared. Dawn thought that I had created them and accused me of doing so but Manei said that I didn't have any control in that state and couldn't create them even if I wanted to. Me and her started making cinnamon rolls for breakfast but Dawn didn't want to help cook. Manei told him if he didn't help cook he wouldn't get any food for him and would have to go hungry but Dawn was apathetic and brooding about the chains appearing in the dream state. Manei whispered in my ear "He's just being a sourpuss because he can't appear accurately like I can. Look at that haircut!" I started laughing really hard and Dawn cleared his throat and said "I heard that."

o_o Manei stop being so mean. Dawn; stop taking your job so seriously.