lucid

I kept trying to wake up but felt like something was trying to have sex w/ me & was speaking. I couldn't yell or move. I also heard a door creaking & closing. I have had AP things happen to me & many bad experiences w/ sleep paralysis also. I finally woke up & got halfway through a cigarette when I thought I'd try to go back & deal w/ what ever this thing was but things happened in real life that prevented that from happening.

Bedtime: 11:00 pm
WBTB: 3:30 am
Technique: mantra (Is this a dream?), counting
Notes: This dream occurred between 7 and 7:30 am, after multiple wake-ups throughout the morning

I am working at Blumac's (a bar I worked at years ago). I committed to one night just for fun, but I realize the owner put me back on the schedule 4-5 days a week. I am worried I can't handle that kind of schedule anymore since I'm out of shape, and really might be too old for this now. I greet Michelle in the dressing room and realize she is older than me and looks amazing, so maybe I can do this for a little while to earn some extra money. I decide to stay, but I don't want to work Friday or Saturday nights, or double shifts. I ask one of the other girls if she would like my Friday shift and she agrees.

I return for my second shift. I overhear the other girls talking about money, and realize that I handled my tips incorrectly the night before. I put my money in my makeup bag instead of giving it to the DJ, so I didn't pay the DJ or bouncer last night. I feel bad. I start digging through my bag to count my money and notice there is a lot more than I thought. Suddenly I realize in horror that I am looking through the wrong bag. I feel horribly embarrassed and worry that someone might think I'm trying to rob her. Thankfully no one sees me, so I sit down to relax again and sort through my clothes. I contemplate getting a trunk for my clothes again instead of dealing with this messy gym bag.

I suddenly remember to look at the RC tattoo on my arm. I fully expect to see the word "Dream" written there, but when I look I see only a P and another partial letter. I stare at it, dumbfounded for a minute, then become fully lucid. I stand up, excited, and look around the room to see how stable the dream is. Everything is solid, and I move easily. I realize this is the highest level of lucidity I've had in over a year! I decide to glide instead of walk. I glide easily across the room and out the door. As I enter the next room, I notice things are hazy, like I am not wearing my contacts. I decide to keep moving, hoping things will clear up because I'm concerned about waking myself if I try to adjust the light. I decide to go outside, hoping the light will clear up naturally out there. I see a door to the patio and decide to walk right through the solid wood. It works! The dream is much clearer outside. The sky is blue and the weather is pleasant. I see a large brown dog across the yard. When it sees me it gets up and runs my direction. It appears to be very friendly and curious. I notice there is something odd about it's jaw, so I try to look closer.....then BEEEEEP! Damn alarm work me up!

I had this series of dreams after waking up early and going back to sleep, which is typical for my previous lucid dreams. I was familiar with some of the features of these dreams: a realistic environment not usually drawn from real life, realistic dream characters who are part of the scenery instead of the plot (and sometimes ignore me), and dream chaining.

I can't quite remember the beginning. Before I went to sleep, I recall deliberately daydreaming to occupy my mind, so it might have developed out of that. At some point I found that I could have WILDs really easily. All I needed to do was let my mind wander, I'd soon see some realistic imagery (or once, a geometric pattern), and at some point, rather than getting caught up in the dream's plot, I'd just go 'yep, this is a dream'. I was able to improve the quality by shouting 'increase lucidity' and so on. The dream chain included:

- One where I found myself in a large building with a vague 'institutional' feel, having corridors and a reception desk. Most of the dream characters seemed to ignore me, even after I did the "You're all in my dream, what do you think of that!?" thing, which I sort of felt like I wasn't supposed to do. I found an old lady who did respond to me and asked her something, but I don't remember what she said.

- A non-lucid false awakening in which a kid climbed through my window, much to my anger, causing me to go and get a sort of spatula in case I needed to repel the intruder.

- One where I found myself in a garden or courtyard surrounded by three-storey Edwardian architecture. There was a small, cubical brick building similar to a power substation. I decided to test my dream control abilities. Simply by telling the dream that my hands were sticky like a gecko's, I climbed up the brick wall and stood at the top. I then marvelled at the feat and pondered what to attempt next; I didn't want to try anything that might disrupt the dream. I considered trying to turn into an animal but rejected it, for example.

- Misc.: I also recall some SP-like sensations of shouting but having no voice coming out, being unable to feel myself breathing, or having a dry throat but being unable to clear it. I recall trying to shoot 'energy balls' out of my hands by sheer willpower and failing. I recall looking at my bedroom despite knowing my eyes were closed and sagely recognising it as a false awakening. I recall the realistic sensation of having an orgasm after doing nothing more than passingly thinking about it. I recall the sensation of partially separating from my body by sitting up in bed but failing to fully do so.

I don't know if the chain started with a real lucid dream, and I definitely caught onto one or two bits of false awakening imagery while still asleep, but as soon as I woke up in real life I realised that my supposed 'really easy WILDs' were actually all from a false awakening. I'd been dreaming about lucid dreaming the whole time.

I went to bed early last night on 3 glasses of wine (yeah I know) and mild depression. I woke up around 2am with memories of a dream where my brother was very angry with me. I have these dreams fairly regularly, where either my brother, my mom, or my husband really seem to hate me and I can't figure out what it is that I have done that has made them feel this way, or to this extreme. I also had memories of being near a black dog -maybe a lab/mastiff mix?- who was viciously defending her puppy from my dog Cayna and I. I was trying to slowly back away and keep my dog from interacting with the angry dog mama, and my fingers were very nearly bitten off several times. When I woke up with these dreams still on hand, I felt too sick and too apathetic to write them down.

I read for about an hour before I laid back down to attempt sleep. WILDs were on my mind, they almost always are in the early morning hours because I've had so many in these circumstances. I usually know I have to lie on my back and remain very still until I feel myself getting sleepy, then the buzzing/synthesizer noises come and then I feel myself push out of my body and float away from the bed. I tossed and turned and slept for minutes at a time until I returned to lying on my back and feeling really sleepy. I heard loud discordant crashing sounds instead of the more usual buzzing/synth sounds. I felt myself rise out of my body, and I floated to my right and up until I was against the wall. Where my face was touching the wall, I could see an Iggy Pop poster hanging there in the darkness. I don't actually have this poster or any poster hanging there, but I didn't think much of this, and I continued to float, but towards the ground at the foot of my bed. My dog's bed is there, and when I landed I saw her; her face slightly distorted like it has been in other lucid dreams, sort of snarling and scared. I tell her it's ok, I'm dreaming. As usual, I worry if I am really at the foot of my bed and talking out loud. I get up and try to fly. It works, and I start wondering around my house. The clarity wasn't the best I've had. My house was dim, somethings were normal, and others weren't. As I approached my front door I thought, 'Wait! I should experiment here. Should I meditate? (I've done this before with strange effects) Then I decided I would try to reinvent the interior of my home, because as I was trying to fall asleep earlier in the night I have visualized a fantastic treehouse/hobbit-hole house in a forest of giant trees. I closed my eyes and told my self that when I opened them, my house would be amazing. It didn't really work. My kitchen had expanded and looked different, but my old rotten house was still mostly there. From here I lost lucidity or my memory of what happened next.

New dream: I was with my Mom and Step-Dad in an upscale department store/hotel. They were trying to exit the store by climbing up some rocks that were part of a display, and I was trying to explain that all they had to do was walk through a couple of hallways back to the hotel and exit from there. They didn't seem convinced, and anyway, had already managed to mostly slip through a crack in the wall to the outside sidewalk above.

Then I was with my brother in McDonalds (!!! I haven't eaten fast food in a long time). We each had our laptops and it seemed like we were having a meeting. I was just going to order some coffee. At first we were trying to squeeze into a booth with 4 other people, and then I noticed all of the other empty booths around and suggested we use one of those. The dream gets even less cohesive here—my brother's wife was there, then we were either at their house or my Mom's. Dialogue happened but I can't remember much of what we talked about. A portion was about Shepherd puppies, and people breeding them, and how one guy had a web-cam on his to help sell them. I was trying to share my knowledge of Shepherds but no one wanted to listen.

Then I was in a car, maybe in the backseat but someone else was definitely driving. My mom and her husband were saying things about me that I found really out-of-touch, like laughing about how I love certain things/celebrities that I haven't been into since i was a teenager. I tried to correct them but they just smiled like they knew better. Then my Dad called. (he passed away last year) He told me Happy Birthday (not my birthday, but maybe I was thinking of Father's Day?) and was his usual excited and goofy self. He also joked about me liking a certain celebrity and things I used to like when I was a teenager. I turned to the woman driving, who I could now see (and I seemed to be in the front passenger seat now) and I knew she was my dad's girlfriend(dream only, not IRL). I tried to tell her that I wasn't the same person they thought I was, and she seemed to pay more attention, but still didn't really believe me.

Last, I was walking and talking to a vague someone and explaining to them how it seems that I must come off as stupid to everyone because it seems like everyone treats me that way. The look on their face told me that they also thought I was stupid, but was trying to placate me.

Thoughts:
I gave a lot of exposition throughout, so there isn't much extra to add. I think I have self esteem issues, anxiety, and guilt over not seeing my family much nor feeling very connected to them.

I'm in the kitchen of my childhood home, and my mom and grandma are making some sort of dish. I'm talking to them about LDing, and in a semi-serious way, I tell my grandma that at any moment, what we're experiencing could be a dream...this could be a dream. I then say that the scene does look a bit dream-like. I do a nose-plug, then double check and I become lucid. I'm very happy at this point; I'm amazed at how vivid at convincing the non-lucid was. I quickly decide to leave the area instead of exploring the house. I want to head into the darkness in the front yard in order to practice willing the dream scene to explode into vivid color and design. I make my way to the front of the house, and the front glass doors. I head over to phase through the glass and begin exploring outside. I jump through, and take in the night-time scenery. A tall tree with sparse leaves stands across the street with a purple hue glowing around the entire thing. Tall foliage makes its way down the road on either side of the tree. I go to begin flying toward the tree to explore more, yet rapidly wake to my body.

Well, diseases have been a common theme in my dreams. In the past, it was generally cancer and/or some type of random organ failure. This dream, the medical nightmare involved me having aids. Basically, I was contacted by a teacher from community college, where I went early in my college career. The teacher said that an HIV test had been run on all of the students. Everyone else was negative she said, except me, and that I had aids. Hearing this news I was in utter disbelief. I was just terrified about the whole thing and what the prognosis was going to be. I had little knowledge of the disease, and I wondered how I could have gotten it. I ended up going to a doctor's office that was supposed to be some sort of clinic for people that were suffering from aids. In the office, I was pretty much scared out of my mind, thinking that the doctor may give me a grim prognosis. However, I found it equally mysterious why I had it. It seemed as though there was simply no means of having contracted it. My mind began to go to horrible scenarios of that I could have been taken advantage of by some mysterious person and had no recollection of it, just the stuff of nightmares...... because that literally was what it was, although I didn't know it, yet.

Dream Two------extension of dream one, with subtle wakefulness in between where I was still confused and frightened by the previous dream

After leaving the clinic, I was on the street of my hometown. I was going to walk up the street at night through the questionable neighborhood to see my parents to pick me up. Oddly enough, the whole aids thing just kind of dropped, which made no sense as I was naturally terrified about the whole thing. I mean, I guess I remembered it, I just wasn't thinking about it. Then, my Mom was in this shop where she was baking. However, upstairs supposedly there was some guy in there that could kill me. It was dark and mysterious, and people were saying not to go in there that the guy could kill me. However, I couldn't see him. At this point, I began to develop very low level insight that I was dreaming and the whole thing became much less scary. Then, I decided to leave and call a girl from where I went to college that ditched me, as I knew I was dreaming. She basically just gave me the brush in the dream, so I just kept on walking, then I woke up.

When I woke up from this dream it really scared me with the aids part of the dream. The aids thing couldn't be possible in real life, as I haven't done anything that's risky along those lines. However, the dream first had me so shook up that I just wondered if maybe somehow I did or that I could have some other kind of horrible disease. Then, after a few minutes passed, I realized that it was merely a dream and I didn't have any kind of disease. I have to say that this dream honestly gave me a lot more empathy for people that actually have received that diagnosis and had to deal with that experience.

Bed: 23.00
Wake up: 06.30
Now: 06.35

Waterfail
I'm having a dream within a dream. In the second layer I start fidgeting with my tooth which is in the upper right section of my mouth. Eventually it comes out, leaving a new tooth which has just pierced the gum to develop. I immediately realise what this means. I start moving my hands to perform an RC, but I know it's not even necessary. Yup, dreaming. After maximum 2 seconds of indecisiveness, I attempt to complete my waterball challenge with werty52. It's a total bust. I have my eyes closed and get thrown out of the dream in mere seconds. I have a FA, without realising it.

Gossip
I'm in a shop or something. There's multiple lines. My ex girlfriend is already standing in a line, at the very end, with a black guy close to her. I approach her from behind and rest my hand on her stomach. It seems as if we're still together. The guy starts talking to me about another black guy a few metres to our left. He asks me if I heard the guy. He asks me so in Dutch or in English. I reply that I heard him, in Surinam. I figure I don't want to be overheard by the guy who we're going to talk about, though odds are he also speaks Surinam. I also realise quickly that I've put myself in a bind. My Surinam is not that great, so I hope the guy won't make it difficult. Luckily he switches over to English pretty fast. He says something about it being impolite, but he's talking about it being impolite for the other guy to talk Indonesian..? Meanwhile the line is moving and my ex is asking me what we're talking about. I decide on telling her shortly after, though that moment doesn't come.

Dream One- I am a horse running through the desert. I have a bad back ankle on my right side. There is an old man chasing me, and I am terrified of him. I see a gift shop and run inside. I change myself back into a human before the old man makes it into the store. My human form has one of those foot and ankle braces on the right foot. The gift shop keeper stares at me wide eyed and in disbelief. I hope he doesn't tell the old man what happened, but don't take the time to tell him anything because I want to try to get out and away from the shop before the old man can see which direction I go in. I walk out the front door of the shop just as the old man is walking in. He doesn't pay me any mind because he is looking for a horse not a girl. As soon as he is inside and out of sight I dart around a corner and wake up.

Dream Two- I am in a pool with my boyfriend. The pool looks more like a race track with lanes that go around it though, not like a big open pool. There's also a few water slides you have to climb up and slide down. oddly enough the water flows UP the one side of the slides and down the other, but I don't think anything of it in the dream. I am nervous about going around the track as in the dream I am very visibly pregnant. My boyfriend tells me not to worry about it, I don't have to go around and on the water slides if I am worried about it causing trouble for me and the baby. He helps me get out of the pool, and I call out that we need some paper towels. A woman and a little boy come running with a package of 18 rolls of paper towels and I find myself thinking that is way more than we needed. The woman asks me how far along I am, and I admit to her that I am 25 (?) weeks. I wake up and have to check my stomach really quick b/c I do NOT want to be pregnant and the dream freaked me out a bit lol

Dream Three- My boyfriend and I call the real estate agent that sold us our house last year to ask her some sort of question, though I can't remember now what that question was. She says on the phone she will be right over, and then there's a knock at the door. It's her, that fast. She is about 100 lbs heavier than she was when she sold us the house. She walks straight to the table and drops down a clip board and a bunch of papers. She informs us that she was going back over our paper work and we had sold our shed and the fracking rights to the back 10 yards of our property to the real estate agency when we bought the house, so they were going to remove the shed and set up a miniature fracking operation in our back yard. I flip out, and run out the back door where I see lots of people. There are some people I work at the furniture plant there, and then other people that look like construction workers and contractors. They are pulling a shed off our property on a big truck and trailer, and they are cutting down the tiny woods behind the house. I don't mind the trees coming down as we had talked about taking them down anyways, but I am super pissed about the shed. I tell her they can't take the shed because my boyfriend wanted to make a forge and smithy of it. She tells me they can because I sold it to them. I demand to see the paperwork and she takes me back into the house. She pulls out first a signature card from work, and I triumphantly point out that my signature is NOT on it. Then she gets flustered and pulls out more papers, these unfortunately with my signature on them. I tell her those are the papers she said sold the ground and airspace rights over our house to us, and she tells me we should have read the paper work ourselves rather than trust her. I start to get really, realy mad, and that is when I realize I am dreaming. Like a switch being flipped, I calm down instantly and just walk back out the back door. This isn't real and I don't need to worry about it anymore. I want to fly away, so I try flapping my arms like wings. I can't get off the ground that way, but notice that my shadow is cast on the ground in front of me. I envision big black feathered wings sprouting out of my back and flapping. I lift off the ground about 6-10 feet, but can't get any higher than that. I go over to one of the few remaining trees in the yard. I flap up to a branch, grab it and climb on top. then I flap up a few feet from there and repeat the process. They are about to cut that tree down though, so I fly over to the neighbor's tree to continue trying to get up higher in the air. At the top of the Neighbor's tree I remember that I am supposed to be searching for Kurasawa whenever I before lucid. I look out over the neighborhood in the direction of the dark creepy house he had been in the last two lucid dreams. The house is not there, instead there's a whole city beyond our neighborhood complete with a HUGE hospital building. Since it's the thing that draws my attention most in the landscape I decide to fly to it and look for him there. I land in front of the hospital, and they have a reception window outside like a movie theater might have. There are three ladies inside the window. I tell them I am looking for Kurasawa and ask them if he is there. the receptionist in the middle asks me if I am talking about Kurasawa Kusuki? I tell her I do not know his last name, I'm just looking for Kurasawa. She picks up the phone and calls Kurasawa and tells him that he has a visitor, then asks him if he can meet me in Tiffany's office. She tells me that he will see me, and that Tiffany's office is the second door on the left. I go through the big doors, and find a second door on the left, but it's the wrong office. An Asian girl asks me if she can help me, and I tell her who I am looking for and what the receptionist told me. The girl offers to take me to the right office, and I thank her profusely. She leads me onto an elevator with glass on two sides that allows me to look out over the city as the elevator goes up. It's so beautiful because it's now night time and the city lights are sparkling. Suddenly the girl starts waving her hands at me, then says something. I snap out of my trance looking at the city and tell her I am sorry for zoning out. She laughs and starts singing Gangnam Style while bobbing up and down like an umpaloompa. I can't help laughing at the silliness, and she smiles and tells me that I shouldn't be so serious and I should have a little fun. The elevator dings, and we walk off. I feel like I am starting to wake up, but I try so hard to make it to the right office. I find the second door on the left, and walk in. I wake up, but I keep my eyes closed trying to DEILD. I see a flash of Kurasawa in seafoam green scrubs walking down a hall, but then go into another dream instead.

Dream Four- I am sitting on a swing in the middle of a pond. The swing set is made of thick wood beams placed in the water in the corners of a square. The top of the swing set is three more large beams filling in three sides of the square. The swings themselves are just ropes suspended from the beams, threaded through wooden planks for the seats, and knotted off so they won't pull out of the hole. To my right sits Kylo Ren from Star Wars, and then to his right, on a swing on a side beam sits my brother. We are talking, but the conversation doesn't really interest me. Instead I am focused on my show on the water. I practice making wings appear, though I am not lucid enough to understand why or how I can do this. This time the wings are smaller and look like "bumble bee fairy" wings from the sims 3. My brother and Kylo Ren are both super excited to see this, and are plotting different ways I can use my wings to help them with things. I wake up.

Dream Fragment Five- I am looking at a fridge that has a little mini-fridge inside it where the crisper drawers should be and thinking that seems redundant.

I'm waking up in a bed in a dark room with a slight blue hue to it. I see a sliding glass door at the far end of the room as I begin to raise. I begin to sense the dream feel, and my awareness begins to raise. I approach the sliding glass door, yet am a bit cautious before jumping through. I think to myself that this definitely seems like a dream. I noseplug and I'm lucid. I dive through the mirror to the balcony area outside. I tell myself "Eric this is a dream, you can do whatever you want; you have total control. None of this is real". The dream isn't as bright and vivid as I would like so I begin demanding "Clarity!" "Focus!". I then demand of myself "Brain, make this scene as vivid as possible right now!". I take a few steps and the scene explodes into an array of super bright and vibrant colors. The scene is a two story carnival-looking area. There are awnings of red and white, and several botiques spread throughout the area. I decide to explore a bit, but decide that I want my focus to be stronger. I think back to a previous concept I had, and decide that a dream coffee might be a good idea. I say to the dream "Okay, we're going to do a cafe now" and point over in the distance. I fly a shop at the top of a flight of stairs with a long line of people. There are many people in line for small sample cups. The lady working behind the counter is working quickly to service everyone. I approach her and tell her to give me a french vanilla coffee right away, but in a larger cup. She looks at me with a slightly confused/overwhelmed experssion, as to suggest: 'how can I just ignore this whole line of people?'. I tell her "Don't worry, I'll give you a credit card right after, and you can pay for everyone' in order to speed the DC up. She turns to begin working on it, and I spin my head a bit to the left at the same time. The dream rapidly collapses and I get the strong feeling I wake up with my eyes closed. It doesn't appear as an FA as I am considering between chaining another, or recording the dream. I try for a few moments to re-enter, but slip into a non-lucid.

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I am in an odd style house. I see a person inhaling these weird smoke in himself. As he continue to do so the room we were in became quickly infested with this purplish greenmixture of smoke. It began to make me become extremely dizzy and ill. I had a difficult time walking and began to simply crawl. I could see the next room which was my father room as I enter inside making sounds of discomfort. I slam my hand on to the ground to make an attempt to feel solid but as I do this I feel nothing and hear that my hand has some how knock the front door waking my father up. I am surprise and try to touch my face but end up touching my chin. I couldn't understand why I could do the correct task I am asking from my body. My vision is screwed as If I am at the side of my own eyesight instead of the front. I began to forcefully focus and I got a good sense of clarity reverting my vision back to forward. My father told me to try and touch the glass on the counter. I tried but instead I ended touching the ground. I got up and look to the window in frustration. I turn to my father to explain the state of mind I am in and how it is difficult for me to stay like this. He tells me is there a way I can leave and then come back. I told him I am unsure and then I woke up. Lucidity Time: 1 minute

it was dark. The dream clearly was in its infancy stages yet i was concious of this being the case. I heard a high pitched frequency sound progressively getting louder and louder. I stayed calm. I couldn't really move and felt like i was stuck inside a body. So i tried to hover out of my body. I experienced the sensation of levitating above my body (it was still dark so i'm not sure if my body was below me or not) then i heard a strange grindy sort of voice singing in the most horrifying manner "I fell on something dark.....I fell on something dark...." and so on. This voice, much like the high pitched ringing, crescendoed, yet this time I got scared and forced myself to wake up.

Would have been interesting to let that dream form. Wish i would have started imaginging some scenery. I'm sure if i had just chilled that voice would have soon gone away.

I’m with my brother in an upstairs room in my childhood home. We’re sitting across from each other at a desk, and I’m telling him enthusiastically about the awesome lucids I just had. I continue to talk to him and I begin to notice something is a bit strange. My father enters the room very frustrated about something and begins raising his voice. Something clicks at this point, and my awareness breaks through the dream. I stand up, placing my hand out in front in front of him and say “I’m lucid…I’m lucid." The scene has a nice blue hue to it, providing an extra touch of the 'dream feel'. I don’t feel like interacting with DCs at the moment, so I exit the room quickly, cross the hallway, and enter into where my old bedroom was. I consider some dream goals I had written down as I approach the wall, and decide to ask the dream a question. I ask something along the lines of what my destiny in life is/ what can I become. I go to phase through the wall, and anticipate the answer. I enter back into the center of my childhood room, except now it’s empty. [I interpret this as my younger years being behind me, yet my future, and who I become is completely up to what I make of my life; it’s up to my own will and what I choose to put my energy into.] I enter into the hallway, and lose my awareness. I slip into a non-lucid.

I find myself at the top of the stair leading down into the basement of my childhood home.I begin heading down the stairs, and I’m amazed by the vividness of the scene as I stare at the collection of pictures on the wall going down, and get ready to turn right. The scene appears to be an almost exact reconstruction of the real life setting. I realize that something or someone is coming around the corner and I realize it could be anything. I make the turn, and a very young boy with a red polo and blonde hair walks up with a big smile. He appears to be in middle school or so. I’m very impressed by how real everything looks, and am getting a kick out of it. I finally make it to the bottom, and see a few more very young kids approaching. I feel almost as though I’m in a realm with ethereal people and am amazed at how realistic these figures appear. Out of interest I approach the upcoming two figures and pass my hands right through their torsos, and am fascinated by the transparency. I spot the diamond shaped mirrors on the wall in the same spot as in waking life. I decide to look at my reflection. I view myself as a child, roughly in middle school or so, expcept with more lean features as I have now, and shorter hair as I have now. I turn away and continue to make my way into the room toward a couch area. I see a large group of very young kids, possibly in Elementary school. It appears that they’re about to start a video game. I decide to ask them a question that’s been on some of my recent dream goals. I’m appreciating the vividness and stability of the dream, and feel no need to stabilize. I think back to Sageous’s posts and am amazed that he was experiencing states as this in every dream. I think about posting in the WILD class as I used a personal variation of a WILD technique in order to initiate this. I approach one of the youths on the left and ask him what my life purpose is. He begins thinking and chattering to the others then asks as if still considering.’you know my firend?’’ ‘I think you need to talk to him’. This doesn’t make much sense to me, and I reason that it just dream characters. I then turn to another and ask what my life mission is. He talks about meeting and hanging out with a celbrity of some sort. I find this comical again and tell him in a dry humor tone that next time I’m in a life conundrum I’ll make sure to chill with a celebrity. I decide to head away from the group, and work my way toward where my dad’s office. I find that it’s not an interesting area and turn back around, and look toward the wall unit in front of the group of kids. I consider teleporting to a forest at this point. There are many fantasy books lined up, and this reminds me about an awesome druid dream guide figure I met in a previous lucid dream. I ask them if there’s a way I can teleport to the druids. They don’t give a clear answer. The dream begins fading, I make my way to an in-between phase and begin trying to re-enter a lucid. A lot of HI starts forming, and I'm finding the state very easy to navigate as I hold strong yet uninvolved awareness. I soon wake up, not able to chain another lucid at the time.

I find myself appearing into the basement of large structure. It resembles the basement of my uncle’s house, yet a bit larger and more vacant. The dream is a bit blurry and dark, so I keep demanding verbally: “clarity!” “focus!”. I look to where they usual have a TV set up,yet there does not appear to be much in the area. The area feels very empty to the left as well. It looks like there are several room connected to the far end of the large empty room I’m in, roughly fifteen meters in the distance. The dream remains very dim, and I decide to LDEILD into another lucid. I lay down, and keep repeating the mantra to myself: “I’m in a lucid dream”. I return to an in-between state in which I am aware of vibrations within my head, ready for another lucid entry.