lucid

i = (my dream-self)

lat night i hard this life like dream but it was weird, i was dreaming as if i was watching a movie,
it started if basic like i had just woke up, i proceeded to go through my daily routine till i heard a knock at my door, i opened it to find Tyler Poesy there and that`s my i realized it was a dream, however my dream me acted like it was normal she greeted him with a smile and kissed him.
and then things changed i found myself in a hotel room, i was getting changed in to a dress, Tyler was fully dressed in suit, in his hand was a reunion invitation from my old high school,

my dream-self was feeling nervous and scared almost (which i kinda can get because my high school wasn't the happiest time of my life).

the scene changed and i was in a taxi gripping on to Tyler hand will he joked how everyone will be shocked to see me.

we pulled up to the school where the event was being held.

Got out and proceeded into my old school, everyone had seemed to be inside as when we got to the sign in desk my name tag was the only one left.

at the desk was my old guidance teacher, he smiled and stated he wasn't sure if i was coming, i introduced him to Tyler how picked up with the with Amy tag.

we proceeded in to the auditorium where it was being held.

as we walked in people started looking over and whispering Alana made her towards me dragging a man who turned out to be her husband

she stated how good it was to see me and that i had totally changed she almost didn't recognized.
she also stated she couldn't believe i was dating Tyler, and that she had read the book i had published.

soon after other people started to approach and make similar comment.

i soon found myself being pulled away from my dream-self over to a group of people i recognized as bing total bitches back in the day who made my life hell for no reason whats so ever.

the seemed to be bitching about me.

i was soon pulled back to my dream-self when music started to come on, tyler then whispered that we should dance, as we made our way over to the space for dancing one of the girls who were bitcing about me proceeded to make her way over with a glass of wine, she tripped



(i woke up after that)

Last night I went to sleep at 3am. I think the t.v. is bothering me a bit now so I will shut it off and just try to go to bed at 11pm.

My first dream was a non lucid dream but I can't recall what it was about.

My second dream started off as non lucid but than I became lucid. The first thing I can remember about it is being in a closed dark room made out of concrete and bricks. It was a small rectangular room and I was with my brother and a few other people. We were talking about something till I started thinking about dream related stuff. That's when Dawn came and brought me to another area. I noticed bathroom stalls nearby and wondered what was he going to do. I ended up getting jabbed in the stomach area. I asked myself why he did that than had a false awakening in a room upstairs of my house.

The room is rectangular and big enough to fit two beds with a total of three windows in it.My mom, brothers and someone else was present in the room. I sat up on the bed and than suddenly something jabbed at my stomach causing the dream pain again I realized it was a dream and decided to try ignoring. However, when i got off the bed and walked,at the corner of my eye I felt like something moved. I looked at the windows where I saw something and to my surprise there was a brown tree with what sort of looked like a big nose and closed eyes outside the window where the backyard is. I kept observing it until the tree moved and opened its mouth and eyes. The tree roared at me trying to scare me and looked as big as the deku tree from zelda. "Cool!The dhl mission would be so awesome if I had to go up against a tree like that"I thought.

But than something started pulling me into the air and flew me out the room to my living room and was taking me to the stairs that lead to the rooms and hall of the basement. There was also the top of a black umbrella annoying me. I pushed it out the way and pushed myself toward a phone I saw on the living room table. "I haven't called eye in a while through the phone" I thought than pressed any number while exiting my house.It wasn't ringing so I spelled out "EYE" as I pressed the number on the tan outdated looking phone.

Outside it was daylight but a little foggy.The neighborhood looked somewhat different too. I took note of that and than just as I was about to walk past a car on the sidewalk Eye answered me asking what was up. "Eye can you come? Dawn hurt me and something is annoying me. I need your help"I said wanting him to body guard me for a bit.He appeared out of thin air but to my surprise he was in a totally different form. He was wearing a yellow t shirt with a yellow/green jacket and yellow sweat pants. He even had light orange short curly hair. He smiled at me and I hugged him telling him how he looks and feels different. But when I let go of him he pushed me to the side than put one arm around me than looked into my eyes as if he came up with an idea and it was going to be crazy fun for him.

I was not looking forward to it though. He ended up carrying me back to the house where now his friends were present. He went up to a girl, kissed her and took one of the glass of milk she had. Not sure where this dream was going. I decided to ignore what was going on but as I was going to a room I was pulled by a dc and taken to what looked like a auditorium.There I saw a group of girls together telling me to stay away from Dawn because he is supposedly half willing to be my dream guide and only slightly cares but for his own gain. This reminded me of my old lucid dream I had where I was told to stay away from him but I just told the girls that what they said made no sense and that I wasn't going to listen to them. After that I began to be pulled into the air until I pushed myself back down to the ground.Woke up after that.

In my third dream it started off non lucid too. I was about to take the bus with my younger brother but after going inside and noticing that we were walking down the stairs of a school I became lucid."We've been walking for a while down the stairs. But we were in a bus before. You know if you were on a bus than suddenly walking down the stairs you must be dreaming"I said out loud. A dc looked back at me smiling than. I happily jumped up than ran off in another direction but my lucidity didn't last long. I ended up being in my house again and seeing my brother use a textbook for texture in his drawing of superwoman with long flowing hair.Woke up after that.

Dream notes:
Hmm...My dreams feel somewhat scattered.I think I will try to lucid dream about a specific place now. Maybe the beach since it seems like it would be a fun experience.

D1 - In a small room sharing a round table with a bald old guy with glasses. He is assessing a big stack of books but the door to the room keeps opening so he is getting more and more annoyed.
in the end he leaves complaining that he has never etc etc
He asks me if I have marked book pb-1256 yet, I embarressiny say I have not yet, it is a blue book.
Outside in the road there is a massive pile of red books, so many that it is stopping a large bus from reversing.
My work mate Ed has his lunch:a lunch french bagette with ham and a scotch egg tucked under is arm. He steps up into the front of the bus to drive but is encumbered by his groceries.
A weesel or something is trying to get at his food in the confines of the cab, causing him more trouble.

D2 - Repeating dream
There are a line of women and in order to solve something I have to visit them each in turn but keep running out of time.
I am convinced of this and keep going into the same dream.

D3 - I wbtb and find myself back in the dream I get a bit fed up as its not working. I realise its a dream and makee everything explode. It is like special effects from a movie, everywhere there is splintered wood traveling in slow motion through the air.

D4 - outside a flat that is supposed to be a. Old one of mine, but is not.
the door is boarded and inside one window is.
Outside i am waiting when paul from work gets in my way causing me to walk into wAter. We are high up over the main road of shops and I see above a pagoda style restaraunt that there is a giant dragon and frog statue in jade.

1. I'm in the kitchen of my home running around the tops of counters and doing back flips off of the top off of my fridge. I'm explaining lucid dreaming to someone in the room, and explaining how they can imagine it being like Neo in The Matrix. After this explanation, I stop and realize I'm inside of a dream. I say "I'm lucid". I consider stabilizing a bit a think eating a square of dark chocolate is a good idea. I go into the fridge and pull out a small container with a few squares. I open and continue walking through the house as I bite small pieces. It tastes pretty close to real life! I concentrate as it melts in my mouth, similar to the dream yoga beginner lessons. I walk down the hallway and approach the front door. I consider opening it, then think Nope!... and phase through the glass. I enter into the front yard and take in the new arrangement of bushes, color of the grass etc.I decide to raise clarity and focus a bit and stabilize the dream. I think back to Nina's Stabilization and Clarity Tutorial and test out one of the techs which I set as a goal. I put both hands in front of me and start demanding clarity and lucidity, over and over. My hands become more vivid and appear life-like. I look up to check the clarity of the foliage and notice it's a bit more vivid too. I progress to another goal and shout to my subconscious to help me become more lucid more often, repeating this a few times. I then ask my subconscious a couple times how to become lucid more frequently. I notice the lucid becoming a bit unstable and start dream spinning to prevent collapse, and increase clarity. I spin many times, moving my eyes up and down my field of vision
but the lucid slips into a non-lucid.

2. I'm in the kitchen of my home speaking to S and her Bro. He's telling me about the web page to the soccer camp he's organizing. I look at him intently, noticing something is strange. My awareness raises, and I put my right hand in front of him and say "I'm lucid" with a smile.I ask if there's any dark chocolate around, or if I have to summon it. They say there isn't, so I begin opening a drawer to pull some out. I pull out the container, but it's just crumbs left. I begin walking to the front of the house, and figures I'll just shake some slabs out of a jacket sleeve in the closet. I try it, but still crumbs. I munch on a few crumbs as I approach the front of the house. I make my way to the front of the house, and head down a walkway which closely resembles that of my childhood home I see a couple crash cans with slabs of dark chocolate adhered to the sides. I decide - 'that'll work' and crack off a huge slab. I become hesitant as I figure there might be a super-funky pungent trash taste/small. I casually dust it and don't worry. It tastes pretty good too, and my clarity raises a bit. I walk a bit further down the driveway
Then wake up.

1. I'm aware of the dreamscape, standing in the back of the living room area in my home. My body is locked in place, but I can see the dark room and all the furniture. I think back to some dream yoga techniques and start feeling and moving 'phantom arms' into the dream scape, feeling them, and then seeing them appear. I begin gaining a bit of mobility and slide into the scene a bit. As I'm transitioning

I find myself in bed. I look toward the headboard and notice a small diamond pattern in the center with a dot in the middle. I notice something is wrong and realize I don't have a headboard!

2. I see S laying next to me face down and roll on top of the cover. I roll onto her as she's sleeping and look down a bit excited. After a few seconds..

I wake up in seems to be WL, and I go for a DEILD.

Morning of July 27, 2016. Wednesday.



Even though I am fully lucid, I had entered a very skewed version of “When Wakes the Dreamer!” (first read around age twelve in 1973 in Eerie Magazine). My wife Zsuzsanna is outside talking with an unknown female. They are looking at the horizon at what are apparently unusual events related to the supposed HAARP (apparently closed in 2014) conspiracy. It also seems there may be some sort of military action but not as an imminent threat. San Francisco, as in the story, is “gone”. Misty “tendrils” of either smoke or cloud rise in the distance, some tongue-like.

As I am listening to Zsuzsanna and this unknown female speak, I look up at the nighttime sky and see a huge cloud. It looks much like a human face, mostly like Doug in a particular panel of “When Wakes the Dreamer!” though oddly in the negative (even though I do not recall seeing it in photographic negative at any time in my past). (The word balloon with the image had read “Just moments ago you said that I was aware of things that the mass media would never realize existed! Perhaps!”)

Still, Doug’s huge visage almost seems like pareidolia in the back of my mind (especially as seeing a face in the clouds is a common form of pareidolia - and even though it is a dream, I do not want to embarrass myself). I mostly stare in awe at the sky. I am not that concerned about the female of whom Zsuzsanna is talking to regarding the so-called HAARP weapon. I never draw their attention to this weird cloud at any point even though I consider doing so.

His “tongue” seems to extend and go up along the left side of his face almost to his “forehead” - which is almost like a separate vertical cylindrical cloud formation, not quite like a tornado, but becoming more like a giant pale vertical tomato worm cocoon (distorted by elongation and being rendered in photographic negative). Still, the more closely I stare at it, the more eerie (no pun intended) it appears.

If Doug is the dreamer of my dream, where does that leave me? Certainly it is not my face in the clouds. I find myself wandering through an alley and “returning” to our home, though it is a mostly unfamiliar residence still deemed to be ours.

I discover a package that looks much like a miniature pillow (obvious dream sign) which seems to be on our bed (another obvious dream sign). I am aware it contains a small amount of various organic herbs and seeds that we had ordered, which were quite expensive. However, when I go closer, everything starts popping out of the package, though each at a different time, such as maize flour (the first to somehow “jump” through the unwrapped package), sunflower seeds, fennel seeds, and seemingly thistle seeds as one of the last features (the kind you “make a wish” on). I do not want all of this wasted, so I eat the small amount of maize flour as well as some of the sunflower seeds and fennel seeds that later emerge. (I believe this segment was caused by sounds in my real environment at the time and my dream trying to resolve these sounds by including both dream signs and very slight “nourishment” and an analogy to increasing awareness of physicality.)

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Morning of July 27, 2016. Wednesday.



One area of a building I find myself in, as I am becoming mostly lucid, seems to be a small private bar, though with several people, mostly unfamiliar, though Ian Somerhalder is here. (This actor was on both “Lost” and “The Vampire Diaries” so curiously can represent both subliminal water induction and dream flight as well as the circadian rhythms factor of nightfall and the dream state, all simultaneously.)

I am lucid, but not viably lucid (to where I can automatically direct everything) and I do not enter apex lucidity (which requires pushing open a heavy wooden door for me or at least going through a porch or open doorway) even though I am aware I am dreaming.

I start talking about how I am dreaming and try to prove this to the patrons of the bar. Ian looks on with a slight interest and becomes curious when I press my hand into the rectangular wooden and metal bar table. However, instead of my hand phasing through the table, the implied polarity is skewed as I push my hand down through the surface so that the wood and metal moves, creating a hand-shaped hole in the top of the table (with some of the metal part ribboning around part of my hand), the main piece sticking to the palm of my hand as I continue to press down. This is not quite what I had intended of course, but Ian still has a look of awe on his face with a vague hint of amusement. I try it a few more times at the main bar, but my hands and fingers now only meet with total solidity. I keep tapping my fingers and hand on the surface and only meet logical resistance as in reality. This annoys me greatly. The counter’s solidity is very realistic and uncompromising.

I leave the area and soon find myself in a shootout with police officers and a number of 1960s gangsters. I do not have a gun and I do not materialize one at any point. I end up in an area where I notice an unknown male of about forty years of age. He is wearing a black shirt that reads (in white letters) “Do not shoot me because I am Claude’s (my full name in possessive) guardian.” I find this very peculiar and thus question why and how an Angel of Retrieval could possibly be in a lucid dream other than as comic relief. I also find this scene (and him) somewhat hypocritical on two levels. Firstly, the shirt is possibly bulletproof, and secondly, I myself have no writing on my own shirt and it is likely not bulletproof either. Still, I somehow manage to dodge all the bullets that are randomly flying everywhere. I try to summon the shirt from his body into my hands, which works, but then decide he can have it anyway.

I then go into a large area where the timber structure of the walls and ceiling is rather complex and a number of people are having a party. I decide to use telekinesis to make the ceiling collapse for no particular reason and leave the building as it collapses behind me.

I end up walking on a very large and wide wharf that extends out about thirty feet or more over a gray ocean and it seems just prior to sunrise. A number of people are present, but no one is familiar. I make eye contact with a random male of about thirty and try to communicate with telepathy but he just stares back blankly. I eventually start touching and pushing people (not aggressively) to see how “stable” they are.

A young girl approaches (probably a young version of my wife Zsuzsanna I perceive as being asleep - thus the ocean, which represents sleep and the dream state) and she seems slightly upset but does not see me at all (even though I am not phased or invisible as far as I know). There are a couple other people in the area. She seems concerned about the dolphin known as “Skipper” and it possibly swimming away or “leaving” her (though this is only by assumption because I think of “Skipper” as a dolphin for some reason, when it is actually supposed to be “Flipper” - so this association with Skipper as a dolphin may be completely wrong, though it does have meaning). I look out at the ocean and start to hear unusual music (an old song I wrote at age twelve based on “When Wakes The Dreamer!” from Eerie Magazine) and decide to leave my dream.

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This last part is rather interesting and contains an element I could not possibly have known about, as Zsuzsanna had never mentioned that she had her doll named Skipper (which was female) near the ocean (the only doll she took that time), and also, had to leave it behind when her family moved. In my dream though, at least vaguely, I did see “Skipper” as a distortion of “Flipper” which would be me as the dreamer leaving that essence of me behind in the symbolic ocean of sleep (while Zsuzsanna was still sleeping as I woke thus I was “leaving her” as we were then at different levels of consciousness), while it is also an incidental play on “Skippy” (the kangaroo). A doll is also the dreamer within a dream, as it is still and “held” by the superior whole consciousness and not active in sleep.

I was in an Italian town of sorts, and the world was against me. I had no money, and to join the film union that was supplying the town economy I needed a good reputation. A friend got me a job prepping the craft services tent. I was there prepping food when I realized I had to wash my hands. I left to do so and never returned, as I become trapped by a terroist situation that left me waiting it out in my room. I found out all the guys who left when I did were blacklisted for walking off set, but I was still fine for some reason.

At one point I decided to leave my house, and I started to fly up, when suddenly,

"This is a lucid dream, and I'm flying."

I try to struggle to enjoy it, which always has the opposite effect, and instead everything goes black and I lose the dream. I must look this up.

Woohoo! I finally had another lucid dream! I'm so happy, I can barely sit still to type this!

Dream 1:

I was sitting down on a rug in my old kindergarten classroom, talking to a boy I used to go to elementary school with, named Rhys. I don't recall what were were talking about, besides school and childhood. A while into our conversation, I noticed he looked sad, so I asked him, "Rhys, you look sad. What's wrong?" He looked at me, with the saddest look I have ever seen on his face, and replied, "You're dreaming." This shocked me quite a bit, and as soon as he said this, my dream began slipping away.
After that, I stood up, telling my dream self over and over, "You're dreaming. You're dreaming". I was desperately trying to stay calm and in the dream. Sadly, seconds later I had woken up. It hadn't even sharpened into the clarity or reality that my first lucid had before I was opening my eyes to a darkened ceiling.

Has anyone else ever had a DC tell them they're dreaming? I found it really odd, but exciting.

Dream 2:

I dreamt that my mom introduced me to a young man from Britan, who was in his twenties or thirties, and we were watching some children and young adults, including my younger siblings, dive into the ocean at night from a cliff. I warned them to be careful, but he didn't seem that worried. He encouraged my brother to jump. He said his name was Thomas. It was dark and pouring rain.
Later, we were in my backyard, which looked strange and not quite like my backyard, and he was playing with a round red object he'd found on a tree. He re-introduced himself as Josh. He accidentally dropped the small red sphere, however, and it rolled into a large hole that went under my concrete porch. As soon as this happened, tree roots began to push up through the concrete. My godmother warned us to get out and stay away. We tried to use rakes and tools to pull the seed back out from underneath the porch, but to no avail.
Amidst this chaos, an annoying talking Tomato Hornworm Caterpillar named Harvey came over, and apparently we were well aquatinted. He and I had agreed that he would be gentle with my tomato plants and be able to eat all the basil he wanted without killing the plant. He asked us what was going on, and when I explained, busy trying to pry out the seed, he laughed and crawled off, saying he was going to eat every last tomato plant in my garden.
Somehow we either got the tree under control, or left it to destroy my porch. I'm not sure which. We got into Thomas/Josh's car and drove back to a large store that sold clothing and other things, like water bottles and sports gear. My siblings and my aunt and uncle were there, and we had fun looking around.
I wondered if Thomas/Josh could have been a relative of mine on my dad's side, but I didn't think any of my relatives still lived in Britain, so I didn't ask. He and my brother were trying to find a nice souvenir he could take home with him.

Dream 3:

I dreamt that three people I know from school, Shawnee, Julie, another whom I cannot remember, and I, went to the movie theater. We had to climb over a lot of people to get to our seats, and when we got there, I was shocked to find that they had all turned into my friend Isabella's little cousins.

I remember before I went to bed feeling my chakra energy really flowing and remember setting the intention to find out what really happened in the missing memory gap when I was very young.

As I went of to sleep, I found myself in control on my dream, but only on a certain setting, I couldn't manipulate the area of the place I was in, nor transport myself to another area, but I could manifest objects and people to a degree. I recognized that I was on Deep space 9 on the promenade. I decided since Ops is the central area to go there for answers, on my way I met with several of the the characters of the show referring to me as Ensign King as they passed me, I said good day to them and moved along I had met along the way to the lift Kira, Dax, and Odo. As I managed to get to the lift to ops I stated "OPS", and lift started to move but it did not go to ops it went to a habitat ring, I again repeated "OPS" but it still would not move, so I decided to take a walk around where it had brought me, Some of the rooms opened as I walked pass them, at first I thought nothing of it, then I felt I needed to see what was in them, I cant remember all of what I saw, but some had memories from my childhood, I remember seeing myself back in school, then brushing it off and moving along the corridor to next room as I got the door again the door opened but I saw a figure appear along the the corridor. A female person with brunette hair, I idmediately ran after her, I got to a door that had closed behind her tried to overwrite it, and thought, I not getting anywhere this way, so I crawled through the access panel tubes trying to go around and wound up in.... I loss the plot from this point on, I remember some more weird things happened from this point, but can't remember exactly what.

I woke up at 3am for a WBTB but had significant trouble falling back to sleep. My iphone app (pillow) shows me awake from 3-7am.

I took 200 5-htp, 1mg melatonin, 1000mg valerian root, 300mg b6, and 900mg of st. John's Wort

8am
Very long lucid dream, tho a little less vivid. My dream faded in and out since I was able to stabilize it a few times from ending. Occasionally I would feel myself in bed but was able to visualize my dream and reenter (DEILD??).

It started with 3-5 short LDs, all starting in my bed, where I couldn't get my sleep mask off and had limited control of my body—Couldn't open my left eye or move my legs.

I ended up in my house and lucid. The house I am in isn't my real house, it's just a random house (possibly a combo of all the places I have lived?) though it started as my room. I walk though the house and everyone is trying to talk to me. I know that if I get distracted I will loose lucidity, so I make up an excuse and go outside. I run and try to fly but again I have issues at first. I feel my body and start to focus on the world around me and how real it is.

I am in a town walking down the street. I pull my phone out and open it. Inside the phone is a photo with a picture of me. I close the photo and it results in another photo of me. I get to a photo with Joey, David, and me. I try to look closely at their faces to see if it is actually them. It looks like it is. I realize that the part of town I am going into has a bunch of cool stuff. I run my hand through a water fountain and think that it would be nice if there was a place where I could swim. I walk around the corner and there is a beach! There are street venders up and down the beach. I remember that I want to eat in a dream so I look for food. I don't have any money so I can't buy any food. I think about taking it but decide not to since I don't want to make the DCs hostile. I look to the ocean and see large waves. I run out to the water and see a DC dive into the water I follow suit but it is just sand now and I land painfully on my head. I start to jump into the water and remember I should be able to breath underwater. I swim under water deep while breathing and then let a wave bring me back. As I get out of the water I imagine a beautiful bikini model behind me and turn around. There she is! I start to make out with her but my dream fades so I stabilize it.

I am at my house's back yard. I try to fly but it doesn't work. I try climbing to the top of a building and falling off yet it still doesn't work and I slam into the ground. Eventually I try flying Backward and it works well.I am soaring above the ground! I see a girl and she starts to fly with me and we fly up, up, up and land on the moon where we start to have sex . My dream begins to destabilize.

I am now on the grass with a sex doll...? I get up and go inside the house. Kristen (co-worker) and Gen (sister) are there and I think "I wonder if Kristen has ever been kissed." I kiss her and for some reason it feels like I am kissing a chair. She is shocked when I stop and says "I'm sure you can get some, if you try". I leave and go outside looking at the flowers. They are very vibrant and realistic but my dream has started to destabilize. I sit down and pull the grass between my fingers to stabilize. It works!

I go inside and walk to the fridge, still remembering to eat while in a dream, I look inside and ask my dad for snacks. He says, "here!" And points to plain yogurt. There is also strawberry sour cream. I grab one of the yogurts but my mom stops me and says, "no! You can't have that!". I put it back and hurry to find something else to eat before I wake up! The dream is getting unstable! I grab a yogurt stick and open it even tho my mom is warning me of something... It explodes in my face and I wake up.

Longest LD yet and came after extreme inability to sleep.

This is my first DJ post and I am planning on only storing my lucid dreams on here, since I have so many non lucids/dream fragments.

Before this dream I attempted a WBTB WILD unsuccessfully.

5:15am

I have a false awakening. I walk over to my computer and turn off music which is playing and lay back down in bed. I begin to visualize a wall and I jump through the wall and all of a sudden I felt my body and my dream body disconnect. I pull my dream body painfully out of my sleeping body. My body feels weird (heavy and slow) at first but it gets progressively easier.

I look at my phone screen and it actually turns on which it normally doesn't. I walk out of my room and have an idea, I go back to my room and see myself sleeping. This is very bizarre and I decide to leave before I become to excited/freaked out and wake up. I walk to my living room and Maria (my sisters friend) is there. She tries to talk to me but i ignore her because I want to attempt flying! I go outside and levitate a bit but realize that I have a backpack on and that having a backpack is pointless in a LD. I go inside to drop the stuff off (I know Im an idiot lol)

Maria follows me outside but I continue to ignore her, starting to run I vault over my moms silver van. I start running super speed. Everything slows down as I begin to pass buildings extremely fast. I try flying again, but it doesn't work (I cant stay in the air) I turn around backward and begin to float. Maria says something like "your flying, aren't you happy now?". I ignore her. I start to be able to move my arms and adjust my flight. I get excited. I look over and Ashly F (a girl I made out with at a party once) is floating beside me. I laugh and tell her to come here. She floats over and wraps her legs around me. We are flying fast together now, but I can't see where I am going, since I am on my back. She says look out! But we crash into the ocean. It hurts a bit feels kinda like a stinging sensation... but we start laughing.

We start to make out and but her BF appears and says "so your the one who stole her away". I say yes and grab her back. He starts to fight with me over her and I am periodically pushed under the water while still making out with her(?). He pushes me off and knees me in the crotch. I am in tons of pain and float there under the water. Nick (close friend) is over me now asking if I am alright. I realize that I am now in my room. I attempt to renter my dream, but It doesn't work. I open my eyes.

I took 200 5-htp, 1mg melatonin, 1000mg valerian root, b6 (not sure how much) and 450mg of st. John's Wort,

Chris and I were on the verge of something. I had found a material in my adventures that I knew had incredible potential, and I gave it to him. For a while we split paths, he studying and myself finding out more about the world around us. We were in some massive complex, a place had had a lot of inside and a lot of people. I met a lot of guys and girls, and my dad was in there working on something as well. Eventually Chris started hitting breakthroughs. We realized the substance was capable of materializing a small, new life form from another dimension or place, we did not know where/what yet. We knew we needed money and peace to finish this out so we did the only rational thing: we joined the games. This was like the hunger games, where men entered and fought with machine guns until the last stood, who would recieve money and a place to conduct their business. Chris and I found a black room with two doors and held it down, killing many. At the end we had won, and everyone congratulated us. Chris went back to his work, and I went to drum us up some fame. I met a girl who blew me away with her beauty, and she was working for my mother on some side project of hers. I went around a lot to hang out with different characters, but this girl would always be there, hanging out or working, at the place that I would go. Just a gift from god. I had lucid sex, which was nice.


Then I returned to the place of the tournament. Some guys who lost had found me and were furious, they wanted to settle the score in person. Instead I took control and beat them into the ground in front of everybody after taking a few blows myself.

I had a second dream later but it has been forgotten.

Dream Signs
Girls
Chris
Fighting
Dad

I've been falling asleep at 10pm lately and I became lucid last night and yesterday. However, somehow my lucidity was lost after recalling the dhl mission. I was like "Ok. Im lucid. I have time to do the dhl mission. Snakes and bat." than just as im going somewhere the lucidity vanishes. Also, I had a deja vu moment today. When I fell asleep at night,just as I was about to wake up I had a false awakening where I woke up and someone had messaged me on youtube about a give away.Than I went back to sleep in the dream and saw myself sleeping and hearing a voice of someone breathing. I was drawing a picture using my imagination to keep calm. After waking up and a few hours passed I got on my youtube channel and saw the message was the same as the dream. My mind replicated the same message I didn't remember seeing in real life. Wow.

*Gonna use a question mark(?) for a things that are hard to remember*

I remember being apart of a group(?) and we were in this sort of camping environment, we were close to an interstate because I remember driving there to escape(?) from something. I also remember going to this dark part of the woods, it had this roof type thing made of leaves and trees , and the ground dipped down into this small puddle. The puddle had leaches or something, but their was a way to get around it. In front of this little forest place, their was this door to a home attached right smackdab in the middle of all this heavy foliage. I remember being in the host but their was a group who was already in their(?) and they were bandits, and killed some of our own(?).

I also remember, very extremely faintly, being in a lucid where I smoked weed. That was it.

I also remember that I was apart of a group (could be attached to the first dream) and we were in a RV now, but me and this one guy was disconnected from the group, but it was okay since we were in this city area now. He went into the tattoo shop I guess for a tattoo(?) and I remember him walking out and the tattoo guy yelling at us for some reason(?). My mom and her friends met up with us and she made me go grocery shopping with her. All I remember.