lucid

HOLY SHIT, what a weird night. I must have had about 6-8 dreams, and I do remember most of them, but not enough for each to have its own entry.

Instead, allow me to talk about the first DILD I had with control.

It was pretty great.

It basically just involved me standing in the middle of a road, with oncoming cars, and each time a car got to me, I would just smash it in some way, or just straight up throw it off the road. It was honestly so much fun.

I'm not sure when I realized I was in a dream but I knew I wasn't in a lucid one before the car smashing started to happen.

There was one car that I think was a drunk driver, and he sped straight into me, but I stopped the car in its tracks, and then smashed and threw it.

Each car felt like I was smashing air at first, so I remember thinking "This doesn't feel realistic enough" so I was somehow able to add that I could feel the impact of each hit eventually.

I think this is the most control I've ever had in a dream now. I didn't do anything else because smashing cars was too much fun, I suppose, eheheheheh... I knew I was in a dream for sure though. I could feel myself about to wake up, but I ignored it and stayed in the dream.

I hope I have another one of these again.

I had a stupid, useless LD last night. It was a huge waste. Here we go:

I don't remember what was happening earlier, but I think there was something about a war. I'm pretty sure I had been walking around a Machu Picchu-like place, but it had been somewhat destroyed by battles.

Anyway, then I went to bed. It was not my bed, nor my bedroom. It was a big room, though. So I thought I had to check on something and hit the light switch, but nothing happened. My first thought was: "light switches sometimes don't work in dreams... THIS IS A DREAM!!!"

Then, I went through my list of goals. The first thing I wanted to do was summon Lea Michele. But I decided to truly turn the lights on before I did anything, since it really was dark. It didn't work, though. And my arms and legs were all weird, kinda like sleep paralysis? They'd move, but they'd be almost disconnected to me and then I'd realise I wasn't moving them at all. It was very frustrating, so I decided I should just wake up, since I could barely move and no amount of "this is MY dream, I'm the one with the power" was working.

Except that I couldn't wake up either. So I figured that the only thing I could do was "kill myself" so that I'd wake up. Not being able to move properly, my options were limited, but I managed to throw myself off the bed, head first. I knew I had broken my neck and I suddenly felt very warm and numb. Then it all went dark.

And I woke up on the SAME bed, which, again, was not MY bed. I didn't bother with the light switch that time, I just got out of the bed and shouted Lea's name. She appeared and I asked her to sing to me. She sang me something that was beautiful, but also made no sense. It was something about how stars' tears are always so high up in the sky, but also dry.

Anyway, then I went to hug her, but Lea wasn't Lea anymore, she was... old Lea. And this is when I lost my lucidity.

Even though she looked older than my grandmother - she honestly looked about my great-grandmother's age - she was still Lea, so I took her in my arms and started dancing with her. I couldn't bring myself to kiss her, but I could still dance with her... right?

Anyway. I woke up. Then I fell asleep again.

The war theme went on, but things were much more obvious now. I believe I was a soldier or something, but things were much more political than the last dream, where I had seen everything in ruins. I remember going somewhere to report something, except that then I ended up getting locked up with a political traitor.

Then, I realised that he was right and I decided that, if I ever got out of there, I'd also switch sides. Then, our "leader" (a president or something) came to see me. He told me that he knew how discouraged I was, but that he was willing to show me that he wasn't a bad man and that he was trying his best. So I decided to remain loyal to him. He was going to send me on a mission, but I woke up again.

Other dream:

I was running around with some other people. We were being silly, teenage-ish actions and all. Then, we saw this big apartment and decided to break in. This apartment was huge, mostly because it was actually many apartments in one. There was this living room that had countless doors, each door leading to a different room that could belong to different apartments. It was actually very interesting.

We walked in and we saw this old lady on this comfy armchair. She was asleep, but we moved around slowly and quietly. Until she started speaking gibberish, so we all hid. I ended up crouching next to her armchair. She was still asleep, but then she proceeded to make out with her leg. It was gross.

So I moved away and entered a different room. I started exploring all the many rooms there, seeing lots of bedrooms and a few kitchens as well. I don't recall seeing any bathrooms, which is a shame. I've been doing a RC everytime I enter a bathroom, so I believe I'd have gone lucid had I found one. But that's okay.

Anyway, halfway through my multiple-apartment-adventure, I heard noises coming from the living room and thought that my silly friends had woken the old lady up. I quickly went back there, always remembering to keep myself hidden, and then I found this woman there in the middle of the living room. She seemed surprised by our presence, but not threatened by us in any way. She offered me a glass of water.

And finally:

Once again, I was with a group of silly people. We entered this really long corridor. It was all white. There was a voice saying that there were doors there that would lead to different houses (sensing a theme there, I know). We wanted to check out the houses and we knew that some of the houses even had cameras.

The voice said something about someone having to get naked. We assumed that the voice wanted a guy, since it was a woman's voice. But then one of the girls lifted up her dress to one of the cameras in the corridor and the voice was really happy about it.

After that, we kept walking and exploring the corridor. I'm not sure how, but I ended up getting really close to a girl - maybe the one who had flashed the camera - and it felt like we were gonna have sex and I was super excited about it.

But then I woke up for good. Damn.

First night in my student flat; got woken up by a lot of new sounds and the infamiliarity of the place and bed.

I had a lot of dreams fragments, mostly of putting away my things in the new closet; dreams of things lurking in say closet, and inexpected finds in my bags.
Early this morning, I managed to catch a full cycle of sleep.

I'm in my new flat, and even though the drapes are closed, the light is strong enough to see perfectly. confident that I'm dreaming, I walk out through the closed window.* I ended up outside, in a strange place, a park full of people having fun at the fair. It's nightime here, but there is suspended lights everywhere, making the night bright and the leaves shine. I walk along the dirt path, taking in the fantasmatic view of all thoses exotics plants and stands and breathing in the smell of cotton candy and wet vegetation. I feel strangely nostalgic, and I see families with young children having a blast around me, passing by like I'm not really here. I don't mind it; I'm alone, but not lonely. The dream have this eerie quality, like morning fog; both thick and ephemeral. I want Eli to enjoy the atmosphere too, and I start looking for him. This end up being more difficult that I thought, and I run around, calling his name as the partying people walk around me without aknowleging it.
When I find him he all but fall in my arms, sending both of us tumbling down in the damp grass. There is a sharp contrast between the cold floor and his usual warm self. He is wraps himself around me as much as he can, tall and heavy, his breath warming my neck. I look down on his bare back, running my fingers along his spine, making him shivers when my nails graze the dimple just above his belt. I can feel his back moving with his breathing, slow and drowsy. He looks a little out of it, almost drunk. His weight prevents me from moving, but I like the cuddle, and keep gently stroking his back until I wake up.

*I'm on the second floor but the window is too small for me to simply walk through it; I pretty much phased through the wall. And ended up in a park and not floating above the backyard. Dreams amirite?

Eli was very flushered when I woke up, worken up about his attitude in the dream. It seem that there is such a thing as dream lucidity for tulpa, and he wasn't lucid in this shared dream. I will put more of the specific in my workbook in the tulpa forum.

This kind of night makes all the day work worthwhile. Not a great deal of lucidity, but some lucid moments, but fun Fun FUN dreams: flying, sexy moments, dueling, magic powers, weird/bizarre things/sights, just chock full of awesomeness!

early:

+ library, librarian unlocks collection of super rare books, the last in the world, "it's like Farenheit 451" as I caress the large, square, thin books.

+ freeway path gets progressively rougher. Sandy, hills, bumpy. They're doing construction on the road while we're driving on it. Large machines are stamping the sand in front of us. Then they turn into tall skinny naked male giants with huge flat feet and hairy butts which are fiercely stamping down the sand as we walk behind them. I don't like being so close to their hairy and smelly butts [don't actually smell anything]

+ SuBu, hold, stomach, sits chair, look in her fridge, empty but lots of stuff for making sandwiches; book report: I must gather oil from the pages (accumulated over years of fingers touching them), must scrape the oil off with something with a long thin edge like a ruler, I ask for an empty bottle with a stopper to gather this oil, I think this will take forever to gather together by scraping it off the pages.

WBTB

middle:

+ (LD#150) in office, people are gathering boxes, packing up their offices to leave, I look for the pile of flattened cardboard boxes, see a small pre-assembled boxes (sized for video tapes), keep looking, find pile of flattened boxes, pick up some (are missing some of the flaps?). Head back to my office. Catch sight of a pretty blonde girl sitting to the left among the offices/cubes. Something goes "zing!"and I'm (weakly) lucid as I walk over to her, bend over, and plant a kiss on her lips. Signature "lip pulling" as I stand up, feeling the contact, amazed at the sensations that a dream can produce. I then imagine I'd like some attention from her and sit down and bring her over
but it's vague from there, lose lucidity, or just transitions.

+ on bus S2 cracks tasteless joke, I'm sitting in middle row of bus, girl in the front (dark, middle-eastern looking with short dark hair) laughs. Turn back to look at S2 he's surrounded by girls on the seats all around, the bus is full; girl on bus playing with barbie-like dolls: one in each hand, she looks really intense, and plays like one of the barbies is shooting the other one, and shakes the hand of the shooting barbie and makes boy-noise gun sounds: "tut tut tut tut!…"; the bus is approaching the big stadium (university?), I think the driver should get much closer before he lets us off.

+ batteries outside of store, I'm working in front of the steps, blocking left entrance, a woman tries to go by, I say just use the right door. Guys sitting to my left, they say "I fucking hate batteries." I look down and I'm working on some electronics project with a lot of batteries, I echo shortly thereafter "I fucking hate batteries."

+ (vague, impressions, fragment) playing squash, serving, changing service boxes, lose count of score, playing a few points

+ I'm in a car, sitting on the front passenger seat. Then there are two investigators there standing also in the passenger seat area, rifling through the contents of the glove compartment, I'm in trouble for something I'm stashing in there? Wake up and relieved that my life is not ruined.

+ In some area with a girl dressed only in panties and a bra, maneuvering along a seated/bench (sort of like a car front seat? Related to above scene probably). In the left compartment is her stuff included her graded papers, in the right compartment is my secret stuff and I don't want her digging around in there. We're exchanging positions shuffling by each other closely and I say "don't worry I'm not trying to touch you" or something like that. I do notice her sexy butt in those patterned panties and wonder if maybe I should...

late:

+ (semi) high on cliff over rich beach houses (hundreds of feet blow), I think I should return to this spot in future dreams. I fly/dive down to a high patio on one house, the patio is empty of people, but I see a big party going on on ground floor, jump down, move to hostess,

Spoiler for sexy time, don't read if you don't like explicit descriptions:

and catch a glimpse of the nipple of her right breast through an opening in her outfit -- she's wearing a sleeveless dress. I move right up to her and grab her right breast and take it out of her dress. I'm holding it in my hand and get a good like at it, it's a lovely breast. I then give it a quick kiss/suck on the nipple, and wonder if she's going to be embarrassed about being exposed with these people around

, I pull back and hold her in my arms and I'm walking backwards through the party main room, I'm giving her quick kisses and asking her something like "did he kiss you like this?" but she never answers. I do this until we reach the far edge of the room and then stop and talk to some people.

Spoiler for sexy contents, don't read if you don't like explicit descriptions:

I realize that I've just ejaculated (masturbation) sitting on some place. There are some people (guys) to my left and right. I look down on the floor and see my stuff there floating in a layer of water, and I reach down and swirl the water around to disperse it. I also see that I've landed a good bit of it on a knitted blanket, which I then push down into the water to rinse off.

The blanket is now all wet in my hands, and I pull it up out of the water and mention to the guy to my right, "don't worry, it'll dry out quickly."

I head outside: we're near the coast of the ocean, there is fairly heavy flog/clouds but there are some breaks showing sun/blue sky, and I think that I should fly up through it to determine how thick it is.

+ magic: create mac 'n cheese factory
I'm walking by some (kids?) and someone kicks a couple of plastic gallon milk jugs, one of them floats up in the air and I immediately use my TK power with a hand gesture to "push it into space". It starts going really high and far away. Then I'm working with it in the air above me, trying to force it to become brighter (and hotter?), it is a sort of blue and gold lattice. I decide I should make the golden stuff into mac 'n cheese sauce, which starts dripping down. I call for the kids to come and eat it. Then the whole thing changes into a floating factory with whirring gears that automatically makes mac 'n cheese and dispenses it down a conveyor belt.

+ duel, "I'm old enough to Shreve!"
In some building, some vague moments with people I'm in conflict with. Move around to different rooms. Leave, then return. It's a deserted looking industrial building. I look to the far side of the room and expect a platform elevator to descend. Instead, it comes falling down quickly and crashes in to the floor, and an oldish man falls off, he appears dead. I say "Mormont's dead!" (I think he's my father?).

Outside on the street a young man wearing armor jumps down and confronts me. He says "I'm not too young to Shreve!" (I think this means killing a family member). He's killed father. I pull out my sword. He is standing over me and is wielding a white makeshift mace with many spikes on it. We engage. I block the mace and take many slashing blows at him. In between our clashes I lunch forwards and stab him solidly with the point of my blade, this will cause wounds that will gradually wear him down. He's not hitting me. I think that he has become frozen (?) and I start hacking at his arms and hands and it's like hitting thick ice, little pieces slowly chip away. At one point we're scrambling up onto a raised platform and I loose the grip on my weapon which at this point is like two round concentric shields. My opponent reaches for them but I manage to grab them back.

This was a lucid dream but I only remember bits and pieces now it was so long. I prayd again for a long ld and got one. Before it started i was meditating and all of a sudden I got this intence vibrations in my body and could hear a vibrating tone, it was followed by a floating sensation I felt my soul leave my body ever so peacefully I did not resist I let completely go.
I found my self traveling through a worm hole or something the sensation felt so good unlike anything I've ever felt. Then I was in this huge house it was a mansion. I was siting next to my mate on a stool.
She came up to me and whispered in my ear. I know you know about what happens behind the scenes or I know you know what gifts are in store for you. (Cuz I know about the hiden cameras. And I know about what I have earned. Ether hear or in the next life.)
She told me this place has been given to you for your good work. Or somthing like that. She took me in a room with another special gift I rather not say.lol they were throwing a suprize party for me. then we all danced on the dance floor there was a mini club inside. but after that I checked out the house after that I was in shock how huge and nice it was.
I was exploring the rest of the place. In another room I met the most odd creatures ever. I say creatures for they were not human. Their body looks human but thier heads were wierd. They stood about a foot and a half tall. One looked like he had a scrunched face not deformed or ugly or anything. And he wore a blue suit with a red tie and a pointy hat. He was writing stuff down on a chock board standing on a stool. The other one was wearing a freaky blue jungle mask.
They were very nice. But I asked the one with the mask if I could do somthing to him. He said sure. His mask had a mean look on the face. So I waved my hand acrossed it and turned it into a happy face. Oh much better I said. He seemed pleased. I felt these two were a guide of mine of some sort. Maybe a teacher kind of sort very smart little dudes they were. After this my mate bumped me and I woke up.

My mother is home to help me move in on campus and woke me up this morning going on errand. I was wide awake, but my body felt hot and heavy, almost prickly with sleep. I rolled on my back, went through my lucidity check-list and back to sleep.

I'm dreaming, but not really involved, I feel like I'm floating close to my body. I walk across my house to my mother bedroom and idle a little there, wondering. Then I walk in her closet and close the door behind me. I'm trapped between her clothes and the door, but I can reach the side. I feel my way up the wall, I can't see a thing but I feel the clothes against my back and my breath pushed back to me by the closed door. I find a switch and hit it. The whole closet shake, then I feel it going down like a lift.

Now I'm interested. The doors slide open and I get out in a brightly illuminated room, the floor is linoneum and the walls painted white. There are at least three other lifts, with steel doors. No windows, I'm underground. There is a small group of people in this room, all around twenty and casualy dressed. Some of them carry backpacks, and I remember the underground rooms of my highschool. They're start to walk out, and I follow. The floor has a gentle slope upward, and we reach a double open door going outside. This place is a gigantic highschool I dreamed of before. Today it's daytime and overcast. The grassy area are neatly cut, the paths are carefully gravelled and the cement between them painted white. I know that if I turn around, I could see the impossibly tall buildings, with big, round windows half covered by wavy adornements, steel painted white; if I look on my left, I could see the topiary. But the DC keep walking. One of them is standing out from the group: He isn't anonymous, a faceless form here to be set dressing. He wears the face of someone I dislike: a brown haired, fair skined, slightly overweight young man that used to go out with one of my friend before cheating one here with a coworker. Still, he is different. I follow his along the path, and as he walks I wonder.
I lag behind, and he meet up with other men around a cart; at least three of them are gardeners, the last one is crouching a little on the side, his face away from me. I stare at him a feeling of familiarity growning.
"Eli!"
I call him out and he look up and smile. His hair are a little longer, he is less groomed that usual, but he stand up and I run to him with wings on my heels. I jump in his arms and he hold me tight. I scramble to wrap my legs around his hips and my arms around his neck; he hold my waist and my hips to keep me here. He is warm and feel solid and real. He bury his face in my hair and I almost feel him smile. I laugh and marvel at the feeling of the hair on the nape of his neck against my hand, of his light stubble against my cheek. I twist around to look at the DC that lead me here and jockingly tell him that he has a lousy taste in face. He laughs and tilt his head down, his face growing briefly pointed and almost goat-like, with strongly slanted eybrows and weird pointed strands of hair on each side of his head. He throw his head back and it's back to what it was before, but not exactly; there's something lurking there, a intelligence and some humor. He asked me: "How it is with ten more years?"
He do look older, but Still. I laugh, still clinging to Eli. Eli laugh to, and walk backward. I squee and he let go of my waist to slip both his hand under my thights. I push us away from the trashcan he was walking us to with my right foot, and see that I'm wearing cute black suede shoes with my black thigh-highs.

My mother come back home, waking me up again. I woke up still giggly and happy, Eli delighted.
I wonder who, or what was this DC. And why he wore this face, obviously like a mask...

I have been dutifully keeping a dj for the past month and half - once again playing around with

lucid dreaming -

Last night I dreamed -

I was looking at a bottle - it was a glass bottle , not very big - it was brown and had a colorful

label - it looked like an antique coke bottle or maybe a wine bottle

I was looking at the label when I thought that reading the label might be a good thing to do

to determine if I was dreaming - before I finished the thought I thought -very calmly - "this is a

dream " I kept examining the bottle and thought "now , I have to hold onto this dream - I did for a

little while and then I thought "lets change this " I attempted to change the dream to something

else and the dream dissolved into a greenish cloud.


Later the same night I had another dream involving writing - one involved a computer screen that

I was reading , a printer I was using to print out text - the text printed out didn't match

what was on the computer screen - I was well aware of this , but it did not trigger

a lucid dream - I am too practical - even in a dream I attempted to troubleshoot the problem.

This is one of my useful lucid dreams.

When I was in my early 20's I bought a white German Shepherd puppy. He was a picky eater and I had a hard time finding something he would eat.

One night I had a dream -

In the dream I was standing in at the foot of a set of stairs. I looked up the stairs and saw myself standing at the top of the stairs.

The me at the top of the stairs hollered "kibbles and bits"

I hollered back "what?"

Again he hollered "kibbles and bits"

I hollered "what are you talking about"

he hollered -"the dog , stupid , the dog - get kibbles and bits dog food for the dog"

I then realized I was dreaming , i hollered "okay" . I tried to hold the lucid dream , but couldn't and promptly woke up.

The next day I bought kibbles and bits and my dog loved it.

Okay, so, I haven't been on here in awhile! Wow XD It may be because of school and all but... Idk. I dreamt that I was at a huge house... with a whole bunch of other kids. At some point, I became semi- lucid. Our "Parent" was very negligent (I think that's how you spell it?) and looked exactly like my math teacher. At one point I brought up the Sword Art Online menu, and called the police. They arrived in a big black pick-up truck. I looked for all of the other kids, which was pretty hard to do. There were like, over 50 other kids. Yeah. Then, the dream kind of changed to rich people living in that house. I wanted to impress them, so, being somewhat lucid, I changed a stuffed decorative rabbit in the front yard into a real, living rabbit. I woke up at about 7 am to go to the bathroom. I came back upstairs and fell asleep. I dreamt that I met a couple of people on the internet, and they wanted me to be their artist for something. I gladly said yes. Then, I was walking through a department store, looking for them. I came across my baby brother, alone, in his stroller.

I woke up hearing my sister and brother in law talking about me. My sister was worried about my future job prospects but my brother in law insisted I would be fine. I thought it was unusual for them to be talking about this time of morning so I did a nose plug. I could breathe. My sister was walking towards the door to go to work, visibly upset, so I gave her a hug and wished her a nice day. I walked into the living room and looked around, noticing how blurry the dream was. I ringed my fingers around my eyes and said stabilize. In a second the dream became vivid. I tried to walk but was still unbalanced. I tried to become invisible but I ended up flying into the air. I thought this would be a good way to follow a DC. I saw a young Japanese lady so I decided to follow her. She walked into the living room. She got on a bike and rode it down a hall into the computer room. In the computer room I see the bike in the corner and the lady on a man's lap in front of a computer. On the computer it looked like a sports page. She said she would get a glass of water and left the room. I followed her as she walked into the kitchen. She addressed me, "Can you get us some water? Then you can teach us how to make cheesecake!" I said ummmm....ok. I woke up.

I’m on the set of this new Jeopardy-like show. In fact, the set, podiums, and everything I see looks a lot like Jeopardy. It’s even hosted by Alex Trebek. The show is all about lateral thinking, and requires the contestants to link two completely different topics through a chain of related topics (kind of like the game show Chain Reaction, except less wordplay and more actual general knowledge). I was playing along in the audience for a bit, doing absolutely horribly. Then, I for some reason get selected to be a contestant. I’m incredibly nervous, and sure enough, I do horribly. My opponents are flying through the categories before I can even think, and though I do manage to get a few answers, I get completely blown out of the water.

The show finally ends, and I’m very eager to leave, as I feel like I’ve completely embarrassed myself. I make it outside the building, where two of my friends are. They tell me not to worry about it, it wasn’t really that bad. I look over to a TV next to me to see that they’re doing the scene at the end of every episode where the contestants stand and awkwardly chat with Alex about God knows what. Shoot, I think I’m supposed to be in there. I quickly run back inside, but the set is now completely devoid of people. The scores are still showing on the podiums, serving as a not-so-subtle reminder of my horrible performance.

I go over into the next room, and see Alex Trebek and what I assume are a few producers reviewing the footage from the episode. Alex has now changed out of his suit into a pair of navy blue sweatpants, a Dallas Cowboys sweatshirt, and a blue baseball cap. I find it slightly humorous, since he’s usually incredibly professional and fancily dressed. But not wanting to watch the tapes of my failure with them, I continue to move through the building.

I stumble across a couple kids who look like they’re in junior high school. They instantly recognize me from the game show and start to mock my poor performance. I try to tune them out as I keep going, but they follow shortly behind and continue to heckle me. The scene changes a few times, and each time they’re there doing something to me, either picking on me, messing with my things, or just generally being annoying.

Finally, I’m in some kind of park by a river. I’m running up this hill to find these kids with a firehose spraying a large jet of water into my open car. I run and try to grab the hose from their hands, but they run away while continuing to spray everything. I yell that there’s incredibly expensive equipment in there, but they don’t care. I’m finally fed up. I slam my hands into the ground and shout. “ALRIGHT, LISTEN HERE YOU LITTLE SH*TS!” I feel bad at first because I don’t usually cuss, but something about this seems right. Maybe a little too right. I suddenly realize I’m dreaming.

The kids still aren’t paying any attention. I close my eyes and build up the rage inside me until it starts to burn, literally. I let out a huge scream as my body combusts, and a bit of a shock wave comes out as my entire body catches on fire. I look up. They’re definitely paying attention now. Terrified, they start to run, but I run after them, seeking my revenge. I catch up to each one of them and teach them a serious lesson. I slam the first kid’s head into the ground (it sounds a lot worse than it was), and then kick the second and third kids into the river.

After the dust settles, I sit the kids down in a couple of lawn chairs and explain to them why they should stop acting like a bunch of stupid brats and actually get their crap together. I don’t remember exactly what I said to them, but they seemed to pay attention and receive it well. Also, I may have still been on fire, so there’s probably that too. And then I wake up.

This was perhaps one of my most interesting experiences yet when trying to lucid dream, and is possibly a sign that I'm getting close. This night was my 9th attempt.

As I was falling asleep, I completely unintentionally slipped into the WILD method. This happened as a result of allowing my thoughts to race, yet keeping myself on the edge of sleep and staying completely mentally aware. Without noting at all what just happened, I saw myself playing a game in my head - Counter Strike: Global Offfensive. I was lucid at this point, despite only being half-asleep, and questioned the future of how humans may later develop technology that allows us to play games in our minds. After getting a few kills, I ran down a hallway in the game with an assault rifle, and held a molotov to throw it out a window, but chose not to and re-equipped my rifle. I was hoping desperately for there to not be an enemy at the end of the hallway, and my mind was already getting petrified and frozen in horror, to something which I had no idea about, and only seconds later did I come to realise it - I was entering sleep paralysis. The visualisation immediately seized, and I felt my body getting paralysed and an intense ringing in both ears that grew overwhelmingly strong, supported by a type of wind-blowing sounds. Even though I knew that this could be turned into a lucid dream, the experience frightened me too much, and I therefore chose to abstain and wake up.

Later at some point after falling asleep again, I started to dream about being in my school at night. I was staring at a truly beautifully, illuminated moon at what seemed to be midnight. Then a few seconds later, I visualised a man swimming in a pool, looking directly at me and discussing the topic of lucid dreaming, making it go over my head without any notice. This was where it concluded for the night.

NON LUCID
*Trying on a very strange hat as my hair shapeshifts
*Seeing andre as a kid with a full grown beard
*Trying on a new high tech device that using eletricity for an anti-depression effect.
*Being shown this video of a beautiful furture like city, I was personally involved with the video somehow.


LUCID*I met with my old friend I use to live next to when I lived in The Reflections apartment complex. Shortly after running into her this random DC attempted to kill us with the gun he was holding. This all took place on a baloncy at night.

So, I don't think I've ever had this happen before, where I waver in and out of a Lucid Dream. So, this entire entry is one dream sequence and there are times when I know I'm dreaming and then I forget and then I realize I'm dreaming again. I don't know if that's happened to anyone before, though I'm sure it has, but these are all DILD.

So, the dream started off in weird dream fragments, where I was showing off my new apartment to friend. At one point, it was super crowded with people and I was yelling at these hyper kids to go outside and play and then they turned into dogs and cats and I was trying to kick them outside. Then the apartment shifted into like a second story gazebo. There were people partying around me in the gazebo and people partying below me on the ground. I remember the floor of the gazebo kept shifting on me: one point it was solid wood, then it formed holes, then looked like a poorly made trampoline with a sandy, wood-colored finish. The ground was wobbly like a trampoline with holes and tearing at the seams, and I was trying to tread lightly so it wouldn't break; I feared that everyone was going to fall through. I think I LD'ed for a split second because at one point, I was trying to imagine the floor being solid wood to fix the shifting issue, but it didn't work. I don't know why I would be focusing on the floor if I didn't know I was dreaming. So, anyway...

It's nighttime now in my dream and I'm back inside an apartment instead of a wobbly-floored gazebo and I'm hungry for dinner. So, I decide to go get pizza hut. I'm suddenly inside a pizza hut and I guess I had called ahead because I just paid and grabbed the food (pepperoni pizza with buffalo wings and ranch!). I pause to check the bag and make sure that everything is in there. Then I start heading towards the front doors. There is a short flight of stairs leading to the front doors and I see a man walking in. The man was seriously handicapped. In real life, he would have had, at the very least, a cane to walk with. His hands were gnarled and deformed as well as his feet. He leaned to the side and struggled to walk. He was thin, tall, white, brown hair, and glasses. He literally looked like a walking Stephan Hawking. Seeing this man struggle to walk by himself broke my heart, so I went up to him and offered to help him. He appreciated the help and I let him lean on me for support as we walk together down the handicap ramp and into the line. The man told me that the reason he was so disfigured was because he had done hard drugs all his life: heroine, cocaine, meth, etc. The other people in line started talking trash about him once they over heard he'd been a serious drug abuser. "How could anyone live their life like that?" "That's what happens when you throw your life away." "No wonder he looks so messed up."

I was about to go off on these bitches (they were all middle-aged ladies standing in line), but the man suddenly became a young hippie woman with long curly hair (no disfiguration at all) and she started cussing everyone out in line. "Fuck you guys! You don't know my life! How dare you judge me!" etc. So, I figure she can handle herself and I'm walking away from the drama back towards the doors when I realize that "Hey! Wasn't that hippie woman a man I just walked to the line? What's going on here?" Then it clicked. "Ah! I'm dreaming!"

So, in my last journal entry from yesterday, I advised myself to focus more on the details of the dream before I start summoning DC's in order to make the LD last longer. So, I did. I looked around the pizza hut. I tried to read one of the hand made signs, but it read jibberish. I walked outside where it was nighttime in this big city. I'm trying to make out the details of the faces of the people that walk past me and I catch a big (I mean BIG) guy with a red shirt, shorts, his baseball cap on backwards, and I could tell he had a bit of facial hair. (In fact, now that I think about it, he looked like Phil from the documentary Fat, Sick, and Nearly Dead) But when I look at him, his face is blurred out, like a censored person on a TV show. So, I run up to him, calling, "Sir! Sir! Excuse me! You dropped some money!" I just said that as an excuse for him to stop and let me get close to him. When I could clearly make out the details of his face, I moved on, confident in my control of the dream. I observed the city I was in: tall black buildings with purple, sinister clouds in the background and a storm coming through. It looked like it was going to be a nasty storm, but the sight was beautiful! Here's the best example I found online:



So, everyone starts running to escape the storm, so I run too. I turn a corner and it looks like the storm swept the edge of the dream because before me in the distance, it was nothing but thick black and purple smoke and from this smoke, people began forming and solidifying. It looked like they were running from the storm as well. So, I don't know if this was the edge of the dream creating DC characters or what, but I wasn't about to run towards it, lest I wake up. (Any thoughts on this btw??) So, I ducked inside a nearby building. It looked like a large office building, multiple floors and the ground floor was a large waiting room with plenty of chairs, couches, and people who'd also run inside to escape the storm.

Here, I think I stop LD'ing because I begin to think that I'm going to be spending the rest of the night in this building to wait out the storm. I find an empty couch with pillows where I could lay down for the night and a middle-aged white woman comes up to me accusing me of stealing the spot from her, that she was going to sit there and I was being rude by taking up the entire couch. I got so mad at her, I yelled, "Fuck off, bitch! There are plenty of other chairs in this room if all you want to do is sit!" I said, "If the room starts to get really crowded and there's nowhere else to sit, I'll move." And just like a spiteful dream, the room instantly filled up with people and I was forced to sit up and share my couch. So, I'm unwillingly part of some circle of women, all of whom were older than me, ranging from 30-45 years. I was clearly the youngest and I felt out of place. The women were just yakking away, chit-chatting about something or another and I was definitely uninterested. I was ignoring them, listening to my MP3 player and I knew they thought I was rude/snobbish because I wasn't participating in conversation. One of the women mentioned that she was a cartoonist or something like that and I lightly chuckled because I thought it was a cool occupation, but the lady next to me thought I was snorting at the woman and she started lecturing me. I suddenly perked up mid-haranguing. "Oh yeah, that's right!" I thought, "I'm still dreaming!"

So, I stand and stretch, about to explore the dream again, when I see the ladies are playing some poker game, gambling whatever they had on their person: Pens, nickles, granola bars, etc. So, I decide to play a hand for no good reason, just so they wouldn't find me a rude snob. I gamble my buffalo wings from Pizza Hut that I still had with me! I'm dealt three cards: 2 of diamonds, 2 of hearts, and 2 of spades. They were small and I immediately noticed that they were double sided, so everyone could see what everyone was holding. I even asked the lady, "We can all see each other's cards?" Like, what's the point in gambling? No one else had a problem with it and I had the best hand. I laid down my cards and yelled "Full House!"
which wasn't entirely true because the cards changed from triple 2's to a 7, 5, 2 of different suits, but I knew it didn't matter because I was dreaming and I decided to leave this pathetic game and start doing some dream stuff.

I actually took some time thinking about which character I wanted to summon, which I usually don't. I just shout out the first name that comes to mind. I couldn't decide if I wanted to summon Tomaki or my granddaddy. (Today is his birthday. He passed away when I was 7). Tomaki, for the record, is a shape-shifter, so I didn't put much effort in trying to imagine his form. I figured whatever form he decided to take, couldn't be a disappointment; it'd just be a surprise. So, I called out his name, "Tomaki? Tomaki, are you in here?" There was a staircase next to me and a figure began to descend from it. I remember getting antsy, waiting to see what form he would take, but when he approached me, I was disappointed nonetheless. He looked like an old, thick-bearded fisherman in a yellow raincoat and rain hat.



I slouched and said, "Tomaki, really? This is the form you're going to take?" and he said, "Yeah! Why do you keep doing this??" Like it's my fault the DC didn't come out right. -_- I think this happened because I was thinking about my granddaddy, even though the DC tomaki looked nothing like him.

I was wandering aimlessly in the swamps of the Zone, avoiding anomalies and mutants. I checked my inventory and saw that I'm low on ammo. I entered a building in an abandoned village. It was dark everywhere, I could only see the entrance. The building had wooden floor. Suddenly I became lucid. I told myself "This is dream." and proceeded with a nose-plug RC. It was cold, there was something wrong with that place. I wanted to leave it quickly, so I phased through the wall, but instead of coming out from the other side, everything went black. Shortly after I have awakened.